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Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Beyond the Book: Flood


Welcome to Beyond the Book. Before I share an excerpt from Flood I'd like to tell you about my RomCon review. They gave me 5 stars and said in part,


This story was fantastic, with plenty of plot surprises that I didn't expect! A It's the kind of story that stays with you because of the intensity of the circumstances and you remember the characters. 
I really enjoyed reading this story and hope to read more from this author. 

You can read the entire review at

http://www.romcon.com/reviews/flood-by-elaine-cantrell

If you're enjoying these excerpts, please tell a friend about Flood. If you read the book, please be sure to review it on Amazon and Goodreads.

Now for a blurb and excerpt:

Blurb:
Drawn together by their love of animals, Aria De Luca and Caleb Hawkins burn for each other. They never suspected that malignant forces around them were successfully plotting Caleb’s ruin from the moment he entered her life. When the flood of a century strikes Aria’s hometown, an alienated Caleb is all that stands between her and catastrophic loss.

Last Week:


In the distance he saw a group of buildings. “Approaching Fairfield,” the driver called.

The bus came to a halt outside the terminal. Caleb hefted his bag and waited his turn to get off. Then he went inside to an information desk near the front counter. “Hey, I’m looking for the Saint Francis Animal Hospital. Could you tell me how to get there?”

The woman, a young blonde who smiled prettily at him, pulled a map from a drawer and showed him where the hospital was. “That’s Dr. De Luca’s place. It’s about five miles away, so you’ll need a ride."

“Thanks for the help.”

The woman gestured to an old man dozing in a plastic chair positioned to catch the sunshine. “That’s Bob Roach. He has a taxi if you’d like to wake him.”

Caleb smiled at the sight of the relaxed old man. In prison you learned not to sleep too deeply. 

“Thank you.”

He touched the man’s shoulder, hoping not to startle him. “Mr. Roach?”

“Huh?”

“Mr. Roach, I’m looking for a ride to the animal hospital. Are you interested?”.


This week
The old man blinked and wiped his face. “Yeah, give me a minute.”

Actually, Mr. Roach took ten minutes to wake up, but he took Caleb right to the animal hospital. It was a pretty drive. The hospital was located in a relatively rural area with freshly plowed fields just waiting for the weather to warm up enough to plant. Pale green fuzz decorated most of the trees and gave the promise of shade once the leaves grew a little more.

“Want me to wait?” Roach asked as he stopped in front of the animal hospital.

“No, thanks.” He had seen a motel not a mile from St. Francis. He’d stay there for the night.

He paused for a moment to look the place over. The hospital was set in a grove of oak trees that would provide shade in the summertime and let the sun in during the winter months. The building was made of concrete blocks that had been painted dark green. It had white shutters and a white door. Someone had added window boxes and filled them with spring flowers in shades of pink, red, and yellow. A curvy walkway made of small gravel led from the parking lot to the front door. All in all it looked like a nice place, a place where the doctor and her staff cared about the animals entrusted to them.


Frost-Bitten

Title: Frost-Bitten
Author: Lori King
Genre: Paranormal Suspense
Release Date: October 17, 2017 
Dr. Quinn Jameson has secured his future by submerging himself in his career, but no amount of money in the world can ease his loneliness. Polar bear shifters aren’t pack creatures, but his soul craves more out of life. When a feisty female tiger shifter begs him for help, he’s unable to resist, and finds himself embroiled in a dangerous situation.

Aubrey Celine is in a bad spot. Pregnant and on the run, she’s out of options until she wakes up in the hospital under the care of a delicious looking Doctor. Can she trust another man after what her ex has put her through? Or has her heart frozen solid? 
In the midst of an epic blizzard, these two strangers must rely on each other to stay alive, but every time they’re alone the heat between them could melt the ice caps. How far will they go to avoid getting frost bite?
“I know if he gets his hands on me, I’ll never see the light of day again, literally.”
“That’s not going to happen.” Quinn’s rage had softened his tone, but Aubrey still flinched. He hated seeing her scared of him in any way, so he closed his eyes and counted to ten, forcing his bear to calm. “You’re going to stay here with me until we figure out how to protect you from him. This is a private estate with a security system. If anyone comes on the property without permission, I get a notification on my phone. We’ll know he’s coming before he gets here, and we’ll be able to stop him.”
“I truly, truly appreciate that, Quinn,” Aubrey’s eyes met his, and the sorrow in their depths tore at him, “but I can’t put you in the middle of this. Well, any more than you already are. It’s not fair.”
“You’re not putting me anywhere. I’m putting myself in the middle. I’ve spent my career trying to protect pregnant mothers and their children through science, and I’ll be damned if the one time I can physically protect one, I fail.” He’d never really thought of himself as a superhero, but the advances he’d made in the world of obstetrics were monumental in saving hundreds of lives each year. While it was easy for him to speak about, it was more difficult for him to accept his own role in the big scheme of things. In Aubrey’s case, he was the only thing standing between her and imminent danger. “Let me help you, Aubrey. For your son’s sake if nothing else.”
Unable to resist when tears of relief began to flow down her cheeks, Quinn found himself wrapping her tightly in his arms, pressing her wet face to his chest. Her soft scent flooded his senses, and he let his eyes drift shut, focused only on providing comfort to the small, frightened woman. 
Her hair was downy soft, and he palmed the back of her head, petting her gently like his mother used to do to him and his sister when they were young. The whole time, he was all too aware that Aubrey was not a child. Her full breasts grazed his chest, unable to press against him completely because of her extended abdomen. Said abdomen suddenly began to dance against his belly and he pulled back. 
“Was that?”
“Junior here seems to approve of you,” she giggled. “Honestly, Quinn, I can’t thank you enough. When I saw the guard had left the door unlocked, I didn’t think past getting out. I didn’t consider the weather or how I was going to escape the best tracker in Colorado. I just knew I had to go.”
“The best tracker in Colorado?” Quinn snorted in disbelief and rolled his eyes, “He certainly thinks highly of himself, huh?”
“We both know lions have an extremely keen sense of smell…”
“No better than polar bears,” he said, hearing his own voice get a little growly. “Try scenting prey hundreds of miles away in a blizzard. Bet that pansy-ass lion would freeze to death before he’d starve.”
“One can only hope,” Aubrey giggled and stepped completely free of his arms. 
Already missing her sweet body against him, Quinn took a seat on the stool right next to her and propped his chin on his hand. 
“So, how big is the Grisom pack these days?”
“I’m not really sure.” Frowning as she took another drink of her milk, Aubrey looked thoughtful. “There were at least a hundred people at the barbecue, but most were guests. In truth, I think I’ve only seen a dozen or so actual pack members.”
“So, the likelihood of an army storming my castle is slim. I’ll refrain from calling on the dragon.”
Her laughter rang through the kitchen, echoing back to his ears a couple of times and making him grin. Inside his bear reacted like a small cub, rolling and preening with pleasure. It was the strangest reaction Quinn had ever experienced. Why was this woman so different? What made her so special to his bear?
Lori King is the author of more than thirty Amazon best-selling romance novels, as well as a full-time wife and mother of three boys. Although she rarely has time to just enjoy feminine pursuits; at heart she is a hopeless romantic. She spends her days dreaming up Alpha men, and her nights telling their stories. An admitted TV and book junkie, she can be found relaxing with a steamy story, or binging in an entire season of some show online. She gives her parents all the credit for her unique sense of humor and acceptance of all forms of love. There are no two loves alike, but you can love more than one with your whole heart. 

With the motto: Live, Laugh, and Love like today is your only chance, she will continue to write as long as you continue to read. Thank you for taking the time to indulge in a good Happily Ever After with her. Find out more about her current projects at http://lorikingbooks.com, or look her up on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/LoriKingBooks or Twitter: https://twitter.com/LoriKingBooks.
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Hide and Seek


Hide and Seek
by Desiree Holt

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GENRE: Romantic Suspense

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BLURB:

Anything can happen when you let your guard down . . .

After receiving a violent threat on the heels of her father’s disappearance from the town of Arrowhead Bay, Devon Cole fears for her life—until Vigilance, a local private security agency, steps in to shield her from danger. Although she isn’t usually quick to surrender her freedom, she has no problem stripping her defenses for her new sexy bodyguard . . .

Tortured by the painful memory of lost love, Logan Malik is determined not to fall for a client again. So when he’s tasked with watching over Devon day and night, he’s focused on doing his job. Day is no problem, but as tensions rise at night, nothing can protect them from giving in to unbridled passion . . .

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EXCERPT

“Your father is missing.”

Devon Cole tightened her grip on her cell phone and tried to make sense of what Sheridan March had just told her, as fear swept through her. Maybe she hadn’t heard right.

“What do you mean, missing?”

“The Coast Guard found the Princess Devon drifting five miles off shore early this morning,” the Arrowhead Bay Chief of Police explained. “But there’s no sign of him anywhere. And no clue to anything in the house. We went through every inch of it. The alarm was fried, probably needs to be replaced, but otherwise the place was clean as a whistle.”

Devon clutched the phone. “Was there anything on the boat? Something he might have had with him that could give us a clue?”

“Nada.”

“Where’s the boat now. Would the Coast Guard hold onto it?”

“In its slip at the Bayside Marina. After the Guard went over every inch of it they had one of the men on the cutter bring it back in and berth it. I have the keys.”

Devon swallowed to ease the tightness in her throat. “When was the last time anyone saw him?”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:


Desiree Holt is the world’s oldest living published author of erotic and spicy romance. A graduate of the University of Michigan with double majors in English and History, her earlier careers include agent and manager in the music industry, public television, associate vice president of university advancement, public relations, and economic development.
She is three times a finalist for an EPIC E-Book Award (and a winner in 2014), a nominee for a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice Award, winner of the first 5 Heart Sweetheart of the Year Award at The Romance Studio as well as twice a CAPA Award winner for best BDSM book of the year, a USA Today Bestselling author and winner of the Holt Medallion for Excellence in Romance Literature.

She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast,
USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi Times, The Huffington Post and numerous other national and international publications. She is also the Authors After Dark 2014 Author of the Year.

“Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.” (Romance Junkies)

Learn more about her and read her novels here:

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Monday, October 16, 2017

Deadspeak 2


DEADSPEAK 2
by Ruth Bainbridge

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GENRE:  Mystery/thriller

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BLURB:

DEADSPEAK2. The chilling new entry in the Deadspeak Mystery Series

Things look different when you're dead.

It’s Halloween and a group of teens throw a party at Harbinger Falls’ most celebrated haunted estate. It’s all fun and games until a session with a Ouija board guides the partygoers to the body of a young girl hidden in the attic. 

Detective Kimberly Trent is assigned the case and quickly discovers that all is not as it seems. First, there’s the connection between the death and a string of petnappings terrorizing the neighborhood. Then there’s the suicide note that only leaves more questions than answers. A visit from Kimberly’s ghostly friend Griff Lindon sheds an unwelcome light. It seems she’s had a run in with the newly deceased who tells her she’s been murdered. 

This is the second in The Deadspeak Mysteries. The entries are meant to be read in sequential order and do not standalone. In each book, you’ll find a new murder for Kimberly Trent to solve. You’ll also find the continuing search for who murdered Kim’s sister Elizabeth. Each book will take you closer and closer to finding out the identity of The Hex Killer, the serial killer who ended Elizabeth’s short life. It will also bring you to the heart of the evil that’s come back to life to wreak revenge. 


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EXCERPT:


“No, you can’t come over to explain! I know what I saw!”

Mia Chaukes, the pleasant girl with the quiet demeanor, was shouting. It was unusual for the sixteen-year-old to raise her voice or be this upset, but she wasn’t backing down. She couldn’t. Not after what she’d witnessed.

It went against everything she believed in.

Her eyes traveled the length of the pink walls. It had been her favorite color when she was younger and always put her in a good mood, but would it still work today?

She sought comfort from the color—and from the shelves lined with the vestiges of her past. Unicorns, teddy bears, and other stuffed toys were there with sunny smiles and arms outstretched for a hug, but they only served as a reminder that things had changed and would never be the same.

“Don’t you dare tell me that!” she blasted as more desperation came through the receiver … desperation and elaborate excuses.

Anything but the truth.

She wouldn’t be lied to … not anymore.

“Don’t you dare tell me I’m imagining things! I’ll hang up … I mean it!”

What would have happened if she hadn’t taken that way home? Or if she’d left earlier or later? Endless possibilities, one worse than the other, shot through her mind, each making her sick to her stomach. But before the nausea disappeared, an equally disturbing question rose to the surface.

What did happen?







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AUTHOR Bio and Links:


Born in the idyllic, sleepy town of Ithaca, NY, Ruth Bainbridge has been a lover of mysteries for her entire life.

Ever since a child, she has consumed detective stories at regular intervals, becoming enamored with all the superstars of crime. She loved nothing more than to match wits with the likes of Hercule Poirot, Miss Marple, Thomas Pitt, Lord Peter Wimsey, Richard Jury, and Edward X Delaney, becoming inspired by their brilliance. Hoping to emulate her writing idol’s achievements in dreaming up such characters, she started composing her own short stories.

However, life interfered with her plans of becoming the next hopeful to try a life of crime—on paper at least. Devoting herself to her marriage and the raising of four children, the empty nest syndrome gave her the impetus to return to her first love—murder.

Amazon Author Page: bit.ly/bainbridgeauthorpage
Website: http://tinyurl.com/ruthbainbridgenewsletter-com
Twitter: @Ruth_Mysteries
Website: http://ruthbainbridgemysteries.blogspot.com/



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Jane Austen Lied to Me


Jane Austen Lied to Me
by Jeanette Watts

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GENRE: Humor

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BLURB:

What college girl doesn’t dream of meeting Mr. Darcy? Lizzie was certainly no exception. But when Darcy Fitzwilliam comes into her life, he turns out to be every bit as aggravating as Elizabeth Bennett’s Fitzwilliam Darcy. So what’s a modern girl to do?

Jeanette Watts’ satire pokes loving fun at Jane and all of us who worship the characters who shall forever be our romantic ideals.

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EXCERPT:

Well!  That was interesting.  My roommate invited me along to this frat party she was going to.  She went through something called rush week, and she is now pledged to a sorority.  She said the frats are less formal than the sororities, and even though I wasn’t a pledge I could go with her.  I figured, why not, it should be fun, right?

I got to meet the guy she’s chasing.  I couldn’t blame her for being interested.  He’s cute, and sweet, and considerate, and a total people-pleaser.  One of his parents must be the demanding sort who is never happy. 

He introduced us to his friend… whose name is Darcy Fitzwilliam!  I wasn’t sure at first that the guy wasn’t just pulling our legs.

“Your mother obviously loves Jane Austen,” I laughed.

“Obviously,” he answered.  Not much to go by.

“I love Pride and Prejudice,” I continued.

“I hate Pride and Prejudice.” I can only describe the look he was giving me as hostile.

“I think you will find yourself very much in a minority,” I answered, returning his look with one of my own.

We didn’t talk any more that night.  Talk about getting off on the wrong foot! 


A Word From the Author:

1.Did you always want to be an author?
Actually, yes. When I was in 4th or 5th grade, my best friend got me to start writing down the stories I used to make up for her. I wrote all through high school, and was proud of having my stories censored from the high school literary magazine. The story was "A day in the life of a classroom," and described things that happened in my classes. And the teacher advisor for the magazine feared I was too controversial! I didn't know I was capable of writing anything that sensational. And I was to dumb to realize that it meant I wasn't getting published, and that's a BAD thing...

2.Tell us about the publication of your first book.

My first book is Wealth and Privilege. It's historic fiction, set in Pittsburgh between 1875 and 1889. It took me 10 years to write it. Back when I started, when I wanted to research about Johnstown, I needed to go to the Johnstown library. I spent a lot of quality time in the archives of the Heinz History Center. There are some amazing and wonderful librarians and archivists in Western Pennsylvania.

After I'd rewritten the book enough times (and had it proofread enough times) I considered it "ripe" enough to start looking for an agent (you want a publisher in those days? You need an agent to get to the publishers). I spent five years submitting my book to agents, who would tell me they loved the book, but they wanted me to change this thing or that thing. So I would rewrite the book, and then they wouldn't like the book anymore! I finally concluded agents were crazy, right at the time when Kindle and Amazon were completely changing the entire publishing world. I wish I would have listened to my friends sooner. I should have gone to Kindle right when it started, instead of taking another year to decide they were right.

As soon as I was published on Kindle, I had people asking for hard copies. A fellow author that I shared an Author's Pavilion at a local festival told me about CreateSpace. Once I had hard copies to offer people, I started getting the requests for audio books. I haven't gotten that part figured out yet. I've had 3 false starts. Something keeps happening to derail the project.

3.Besides yourself, who is your favorite author in the genre in which you write?

Funny thing is, I don't tend to read historic fiction! I love biographies and history books. If you haven't read David McCullough's book on the Wright Brothers that came out a year or two ago, I highly recommend it. He's a terrific writer. I just bought his biography on Teddy Roosevelt.

I have read several of Philippa Gregory's books. Does Edith Wharton count as historic fiction? She is one of my favorite writers, and the reason so much of my second book is set in New York. There is actually a character in Brains and Beauty that is named for an Edith Wharton character. He's nestled in there among the cameos of real people. It's my own little tribute to Edith.

4.What's the best part of being an author? The worse?

Having my characters out on paper for all the world to see. Thomas and Regina were these people I lived with and loved for 10 years. Plus all the years revising my manuscript for crazy agents. But I was the only one who knew them. Having the books in print, getting the reviews, hearing from people who love my characters with me; it's very gratifying.

The worst part is the inability to ever have enough time to write. Life is full of distractions, and I am good at creating my own obstacles. Give me an hour drive from Dayton to Cincinnati, and I've got an idea for another dance group I want to start. Or I decide for my birthday party, I'm going to throw a ball at the art museum next door. Or my birthday party went so well, I'm going to run an entire week-long Vintage dance workshop. That's all fun, but it absorbs a lot of time I should be spending writing.

5.What projects are you working on now?

I am just now releasing my new book, Jane Austen Lied to Me. It's a complete departure from my usual historic fiction. This is a satire set on a college campus somewhere in America. It could be any college town, and the heroine could be any college Freshman. Her name is Lizzie, and she grew up loving Jane Austen. Now that she's away at college, she's hoping she gets to meet a man as romantic as Mr. Darcy. Problem is, life doesn't always work out like a romance novel...
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Jeanette Watts had been writing historic fiction when the inspiration for Jane Austen Lied to Me hit her on the drive home from the Jane Austen Festival. The idea was simply irresistible, and she put aside other writing projects in order to focus on writing a satire, thinking it would be a "mental vacation." It turned out to take every bit as much research to write a modern story as it does to write a historical one.

She has written television commercials, marketing newspapers, stage melodramas, four screenplays, three novels, and a textbook on waltzing.  When she isn’t writing, she teaches social ballroom dances, refinishes various parts of her house, and sews historical costumes and dance costumes for her Cancan troupe.

Links:

Webpage
www.JeanetteWatts.com

Facebook
https://www.facebook.com/jeanette.watts.94
https://www.facebook.com/Jane-Austen-Lied-to-Me-342613389485243/

Twitter
@JeanetteAWatts


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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION and RAFFLECOPTER CODE

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Sunday, October 15, 2017

Snippet Sunday and Weekend Writing Warriors


Welcome to Snippet Sunday and Weekend Writing Warriors, you chance to sample the work of a talented group of authors. When you finish here you can find more excerpts at 

http://www.wewriwa.com

https://www.facebook.com/groups/SnippetSunday/

We'll continue with out excerpts from Flood. I hope you're enjoying them because I really enjoyed writing the book. Before we get to the except, let me share an Amazon 5 star review with you. I was very pleased with it.

If you love animals and romance, this is the book for you. Aria is a caring veterinarian and Caleb is a former convict who ends up working for her. The romance has a nice, steady build, not too much at once. You can see how these people really fall for each other. I love how protective Caleb is and how Aria believes in him. The flood adds a tense, exciting element to the climax. I definitely recommend this book!


Blurb:
Drawn together by their love of animals, Aria De Luca and Caleb Hawkins burn for each other. They never suspected that malignant forces around them were successfully plotting Caleb’s ruin from the moment he entered her life. When the flood of a century strikes Aria’s hometown, an alienated Caleb is all that stands between her and catastrophic loss.


Last Week:
In the distance he saw a group of buildings. “Approaching Fairfield,” the driver called. 

The bus came to a halt outside the terminal. Caleb hefted his bag and waited his turn to get off. Then he went inside to an information desk near the front counter. “Hey, I’m looking for the Saint Francis Animal Hospital. Could you tell me how to get there?” 


The woman, a young blonde who smiled prettily at him, pulled a map from a drawer and showed him where the hospital was. “That’s Dr. De Luca’s place. It’s about five miles away, so you’ll need a ride.” 

This week: I've skipped some paragraphs and jumped to the moment when Caleb gets his first sight of Aria's clinic. I've used some creative punctuation to get the entire description.

The hospital was located in a relatively rural area with freshly plowed fields just waiting for the weather to warm up enough to plant. Pale green fuzz decorated most of the trees and gave the promise of shade once the leaves grew a little more.

“Want me to wait?” Roach asked as he stopped in front of the animal hospital.

“No, thanks; I saw a motel not a mile from St. Francis so I'll stay there for the night."

He paused for a moment to look the place over. The hospital was set in a grove of oak trees that would provide shade in the summertime and let the sun in during the winter months. The building was made of concrete blocks that had been painted dark green; it had white shutters and a white door. Someone had added window boxes and filled them with spring flowers in shades of pink, red, and yellow. A curvy walkway made of small gravel led from the parking lot to the front door. All in all it looked like a nice place, a place where the doctor and her staff cared about the animals entrusted to them.