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Whiskey Lullaby, Love Songs Book 1, by Dawn Martens & Emily Minton


Whiskey Lullaby

Authors: Dawn Marten and Emily Minton
Julie Walker thought she found true love with Jase. Until he betrayed her in the worst way, with one of her best friends. Devastated and heartbroken she runs away,leaving behind her family and friends. She starts a new life filled with secrets.When Julie meets Dean, she thinks he is the answer to all her prayers, but Dean isn’t who she thinks he is.

Jase Gibson is a player. Even when he had the girl of his dreams, he still played. When he lost Julie, his life fell apart. He turned to whiskey and women, to fill the void. But, only Julie will ever make him whole.

Nine years later, Julie’s back home, but she’s not alone. What will happen when all of Julie’s secrets are uncovered?

Jase vowed that if he ever got her back, he would do right by her and never let her go. Will he let Julie’s secret keep them apart?

When Julie’s ex-husband refuses to be her ex, Jase must choose to help her or hang on to his anger.

Jase and Julie have to find a way to give their whiskey lullaby a happy ending.

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About The Authors:

MartensI’m Dawn. I co-wrote a two books (Chase and Kade) with fellow author Chantal Fernando, in the Resisting Love. We went solo on three of the books, she wrote Ryder, and she is writing James, and I’m writing Derek.

Also working on a book currently with my friend Isabella Bearden, called A Second Chance!

AND I’m currently writing a book with good friend Emily Minton called Whiskey Lullaby.

I drink too much, Swear too much, and Read too much. Yes I read too much. I don’t have a filter, and I tend to speak before I think.

I’m a beta reader for many authors, I’m on a few authors ARC list, because apparently I’m THAT awesome. 😉 And I also Edit. Not a professional, but I do help a few with that.

I have two children, 5&2, and have another on the way. They bug the shit outta me, but hey, that’s what kids are supposed to do. 😉 Married since 2007. He’s amazing, but he’s also a bigger pain in my ass than my kids are.

I love to read. and I love being able to write stories that *I* want to read!

I couldn’t do this without the help of some very special friends!

Author Social Media Links:

https://www.facebook.com/martens.dawn

http://www.goodreads.com/Dawn_Martens

http://dawnmartens.blogspot.ca/?zx=b52a169373dab8c2

MintonI’m Emily.  I am the proud mother of two lovable but irritating teenagers. I have been married for over twenty years, but I would gladly trade my husband for Tatum Jackson any day!

If you are wondering who that is, you need to read Sweet Dreams by KA now. Kristen Ashley is my queen!

I love to read.  I am a complete mommy porn junkie!  I have more books on my kindle than most people could read in a lifetime, but I will get to them all eventually!

I am also an avid blogger.  I love to share my favorite books and pimp my favorite authors.

I just finished writing my first solo book, Windows.  I hope you all enjoy it!

 Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Author-Emily-Minton/586124878106489

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7171978.Emily_Minton

Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorEmilyMint

Blog: http://authoremilyminton.blogspot.com/


































 Dawn Martens: I’m Dawn. I co-wrote a two books (Chase
and Kade) with fellow author Chantal Fernando, in the Resisting Love. We went
solo on three of the books, she wrote Ryder, and she is writing James, and I just finished writing Derek.

I drink too much,
Swear too much, and Read too much. Yes I read too much. I don’t have a filter,
and I tend to speak before I think.
I’m a beta reader for
many authors, I’m on a few authors ARC list, because apparently I’m THAT
awesome. 😉 And I also Edit. Not a professional, but I do help a few with that.
I have two children,
5&2, and have another on the way. They bug the shit outta me, but hey,
that’s what kids are supposed to do. 😉 Married since 2007. He’s amazing, but
he’s also a bigger pain in my ass than my kids are.
I love to read. and I
love being able to write stories that *I* want to read!
I couldn’t do this without
the help of some very special friends!
FACEBOOK   –   GOODREADS   –   BLOG
I’m Emily.  I am the proud mother of
two lovable but irritating teenagers. I have been married for over
twenty years, but I would gladly trade my husband for Tatum Jackson any day!
If you are wondering who that is, you need to
read Sweet Dreams by KA now. Kristen Ashley is my queen!
I love to read.  I am a complete mommy
porn junkie!  I have more books on my kindle than most people could read
in a lifetime, but I will get to them all eventually!
I am also an avid blogger.  I love to
share my favorite books and pimp my favorite authors.
I just finished writing my first solo book,
Windows.  I hope you all enjoy it!

FACEBOOK   –   TWITTER   –   GOODREADS   –   BLOG

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Give Me Reason by Zoey Derrick


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Vivienne Callahan has known only hardship. As if growing up with an alcoholic, drug addicted mother wasn’t traumatic enough, she’s escaped from her physically and verbally abusive boyfriend only to struggle every day to make ends meet as a waitress in a Minneapolis diner. Along comes Mikah Blake, a handsome stranger who quickly takes an unexpected and persistent interest in her. On the surface, “Mr. Suit” seems to be Vivienne’s opposite: rich, well-fed, successful. As Vivienne will learn, Mikah is more than he seems, and for reasons unknown, he’s determined to be her knight in shining armor. But after having finally found her own two feet after years of abuse, it’s difficult for her to accept Mikah’s help. Will her body’s unexpected response to Mikah’s touch be reason enough to overcome her pride and traumatic past and learn to love and trust? Or will her past, refusing to be left behind, come back to claim her?
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He’s looking down at me, making me feel small at five feet two inches. He has to be at least six feet tall. Broad shoulders. His suit today is gunmetal grey with blue or black pin striping—I can’t tell which. His shirt is a beautiful lavender color with a darker purple tie.  “How do you know I’m not an addict?” I ask, softly.  He smiles at me, warm, genuine. “Because, you’ve come to return the money I left you last night as a tip.” My jaw falls open.  “How”—I swallow hard—”did you know?” His smile fades a little. “Because, why else would you come down here?” I close my mouth and look down at the floor. His ability to read me is really scary.  “Since you haven’t eaten since last night, I’m going to take you to lunch.” I feel my face flush bright red, both in anger and complete irritation. “That is not why I’m here. I’ve survived for my entire life fending for myself, I don’t need some rich hot shot business mogul buying me food.” I reach into the pocket of my bag and pull the folded up paper from it. I thrust it towards him. He refuses to take it. Tears of frustration trickle down my cheeks. “Damn it Mikah, take it.” I push it at him again and again he refuses. “I’m not a damn charity case. I don’t need your money or your food.”  The bell chimes. We’ve finally reached the skyway. As soon as the doors open, I drop the folded up paper with his money in it and bolt from the elevator, turning left, hoping and praying I can get away.  “Vivienne, stop.” I hear him say behind me. I keep going, walking quickly but not running. Yet. I’m trying hard to not make a scene. But he doesn’t seem to care about that. He catches me quickly, spins me around. I grab hold of his arm to catch my balance so I don’t go sprawling onto the floor.

 

It is from Glendale, Arizona that Zoey Derrick, a mortgage underwriter by day and romance and erotica novelist by night, writes stories as hot as the desert sun itself. It is this passion that drips off of her work, bringing excitement to anyone who enjoys a good and sensual love story.
  
 Not only does she aim to take her readers on an erotic dance that lasts the night, it allows her to empty her mind of stories we all wish were true.
Her stories are hopeful yet true to life, skillfully avoiding melodrama and the unrealistic, bringing her gripping Erotica only closer to the heart of those that dare dipping into it. 
 
 The intimacy of her fantasies that she shares with her readers is thrilling and encouraging, climactic yet full of suspense. She is a loving mistress, up for anything, of which any reader is doomed to return to again and again.

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Lily of the Valley (Flowering #1.5) by Sarah Daltry

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Title: Lily of the Valley (Flowering, #1.5)

Author: Sarah Daltry

18+ New Adult romance

You met them in Forget Me Not. Now, hear Jack’s story.

Plagued by a dark past, Jack sees college as a way out. Desperate to escape the area where he grew up, the people who know his secrets, and his own family, he deals with his problems through alcohol and sex.

When he first sees Lily, she’s the epitome of everything he hates. Yet something about her makes Jack rethink everything he knows and assumes about other people. Now, with the help of his best friend and lover, Jack has to decide if he wants to pursue something that he knows will only end badly.

Can Lily be one of the few people who can see Jack for who he really is – or will his darkness be too much for her to handle?

Jack's Princess Teaser

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Jack

About The Author:

Sarah Daltry writes erotica and romance that ranges from sweet to steamy. She moves around a lot and has trouble committing to things. Lily of the Valley is her third full length novel, although she also has several story collections and two novellas available. Her other novels are Forget Me Not, the story that tells Lily’s version of events, and Bitter Fruits, which was available shortly, but is now in the contract phase with a major publisher. When Sarah isn’t writing, she tends to waste a lot of time checking Facebook for pictures of cats, shooting virtual zombies, and simply staring out the window.

Author Social Media Links:

Website: http://sarahdaltry.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SarahDaltryErotica?fref=ts

Twitter: https://twitter.com/SarahDaltry

Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/sarahdaltry/boards/

Tumblr: http://www.tumblr.com/blog/sarahdaltry

Flowering 1.5 Teaser

At work, though, the people are real. Both the customers and the staff. During the busy times, we get more douchebags, mostly my classmates who probably should be in the library and not eating a hangover away. Mal is also on this morning. He’s a recovering alcoholic, a total asshole to nearly everyone, and an incredibly shitty employee in a lot of ways. But the dude can cook and when I walk in a couple minutes late with no explanation, Mal just shrugs and hands me an order.

“Big parties last night?”

“Huge party. I spent the night reading Dostoevsky.”

“He a scientist?” Mal flips over the largest slab of ham I have ever seen. For all the sort of dive element of this place, the food is still fucking great.

“Yeah, something like that.”

“Eh. Never cared for all that mumbo jumbo. Don’t know any of it and I’m doing just fine.”

That’s something else I admire about Mal. By no one’s standards is he doing just fine. He has a tendency to fall off the wagon as soon as he approaches his ten month anniversary – which he has been doing for likely longer than I have been alive. He’s been married and divorced five times. He has three kids who don’t speak to him. Finally, he only eats the food from the café and he lives in a motel out by the prison. Oh – and he works as a short order cook in a shitty café. But in his mind, life is just fine. Sometimes, I think I need to get a hold of whatever it is that keeps him from losing his shit.

We settle into our routine, since there is little Mal and I can talk about. I can’t discuss Raskolnikov’s character traits and Mal simply has nothing to say. So we cook in silence, but it’s comfortable. After everything I have been through, I feel a strange affinity for this place. Even thinking about leaving when I eventually get the hell out of town makes me a little sad. I hate that it makes me sad. I want to leave with no connections, with no strings.

I go to stick an order on the counter for Liz when I see her. Strawberries. She’s with some dude, who is basically what I pictured when she mentioned her boyfriend. Broad, tan, blond, and eating like a fucking pig. I don’t know what they’re talking about and I can’t see her face, but he loves her. It’s immediately recognizable and I hate him for it. I don’t even know why I hate him for it, since at least maybe he’s not as much of a dick as I would have expected. If we had been placing bets, I would have gone with the safe assumption he had something else on the side to make up for having such a sweet and pure girlfriend. I wonder if maybe she isn’t as innocent as she looks. The thought makes me horny again. I don’t get what is so damn attractive about this typical girl, but something makes me want to taste every inch of her skin.

Dream Cast:

Alana Dream Cast Jack Dream Cast Lily Dream Cast

Top Ten:

Author’s Favorite Video Games:

  1. Borderlands 1 and 2
  2. Fallout 3
  3. Persona series
  4. Silent Hill series
  5. Final Fantasy series
  6. Skyrim
  7. Dragon Age series
  8. Mass Effect series
  9. Fable series
  10. Bioshock series

Author’s Favorite Bad Boys:

  1. Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights
  2. Jake Barnes from The Sun Also Rises
  3. Will from Infernal Devices
  4. Lord Byron
  5. The Scarecrow in Batman Begins
  6. Lucifer from Supernatural
  7. Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice
  8. James Dean
  9. Damon from Vampire Diaries
  10. V from V for Vendetta

Ask me for anything Teaser

Interview with Sarah:

What inspired you to write your book?

I had written a short story about Derek and Lily and their first time called “Her Brother’s Best Friend.” It was just supposed to be a short erotic story. But it sold well, so I thought about writing more about the two of them. However, as I started writing Forget Me Not, the story would not work for me. Until I found Jack. And then the novel was over and there was just so much more to his story, so Lily of the Valley was born.

How did you come up with the title?

Forget Me Not and Lily of the Valley are both flowers, and the series is called Flowering. The reason is that it is about love, sexuality, and growing up – sort of blossoming into the person you will be. Forget Me Not also addresses the idea of leaving your life behind and moving on. And Lily is the main female character, so hence Lily of the Valley.

Is there a message in your novel that you  want readers to grasp?

People are complicated, as are relationships. The things we think we want sometimes turn out not to be what we want. In addition, the people we think we understand may surprise us. We can’t assume anything about love or each other. They are too complex.

What books have most influenced your life most?

The Catcher in the Rye, because it was the first time I understood that other people felt like me and it also said it was okay to be different. And The Sun Also Rises, because there can be beauty in suffering.

If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?

Hemingway. I know he’s dead, but he knew how to write true.

What are your current projects?

I am writing Scandal, a contemporary romance about a teacher and an actor who find each other after they are both ruined by rumors, and I am waiting to release Bitter Fruits, a New Adult paranormal/urban fantasy romance in December through the publisher. I am also working on Immortal Star, the second book in that series.

What was the hardest part of writing your book?

Jack’s experiences and emotions are really closely tied to my own and it was hard to write some of his scenes.

If Hollywood made a movie about your life, whom would you like to see play the lead role as you?

Aubrey Plaza. She has the same type of biting sarcasm that I do.

If you had six months with no obligations or financial constraints, what would you do with the time?

Travel the world and write.

What kind of people do you dislike?

Anyone who is cruel to other people or creatures. People who assume their own reality is the only reality. And people who don’t read.

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Knight Blindness by Chris Karlsen

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Ready for battle, Medieval English knight, Stephen Palmer, charges into the French enemy’s cavalry line. Heeding a warning given months before, he hesitates as he comes face-to-face with the knight in the warning. Struck down in the year 1356, he finds himself landing in the year 2013. Grievously wounded, he’s taken to a nearby hospital. Confused by the new world surrounding him, he attempts to convince the staff he’s from another time, only to find they think him mad.

Rescued by friends, who, to his surprise, have also come through time, he must find a way to function in this odd modern England. He is quickly enchanted by the kind Esme Crippen, the young woman hired to tutor him. She too is enchanted by him. Tempted to deepen the relationship, she hesitates thinking him adorable, but mad. He must discover the means for getting her to believe the truth, all the while, unknown to him, he didn’t come forward in time alone. The enemy knight has also traveled to 2013.

French noble, Roger Marchand, doesn’t question why the English knight who charged him hesitated. That fraction of a pause gave him the advantage needed and he brought his sword down upon the Englishman’s helmet hard, unhorsing the knight. He moved to finish the Englishman off when the world changed in a rush of sensations as he is ripped through time.

Seeking a reason for the terrible event, he enters a nearby chapel. There, thinking God has chosen him for a quest to turn French defeat that day in 1356 to victory, he sets out to find the English knight. The man he is convinced holds the key to time. If he returns to the day of the battle, he can warn his king of mistakes that snatched victory from them.

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Knight Blindness is the first book I’ve read by Chris Karlsen. Although part of the Knights in Time series, it was very easy to read as a stand alone novel. The cast of characters is strong and the writing very clear and concise. It was well researched and the 14th century attributes seem quite authentic.

Two battling knights are thrust into the 21st century just as Marchand strikes the blow that blinds Stephen. Stephen has the added challenge of learning to navigate a completely foreign world and all the changed technology while completely blind. Knight Blindness by Chris Karlsen reminds me of a fairy tale in reverse and the heroine rescues her shining knight in distress.

While I was disappointed with the abrupt ending, it sets up perfectly a fourth novel featuring Marchand and his lady fair. I recommend Knight Blindness to all interested in time travel romance and look forward to reading the previous two books and perhaps many more!

Patricia, Room With Books, September 25, 2013

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SONY DSCI was born and raised in Chicago. My father was a history professor and my mother was, and is, a voracious reader. I grew up with a love of history and books.

My parents also love traveling, a passion they passed onto me. I wanted to see the places I read about, see the land and monuments from the time periods that fascinated me. I’ve had the good fortune to travel extensively throughout Europe, the Near East, and North Africa.

I am a retired police detective. I spent twenty-five years in law enforcement with two different agencies. My desire to write came in my early teens. After I retired, I decided to pursue that dream. I write two different series. My paranormal romance series is called, Knights in Time. My romantic thriller series is, Dangerous Waters.

I currently live in the Pacific Northwest with my husband, four rescue dogs and a rescue horse.

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You can connect with Chris Karlsen online at:
Website: http://www.chriskarlsen.com/
blog: http://chriskarlsenwriter.blogspot.com/2013/07/come-and-join-me-for-christmas-in.html#comment-form
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/#!/chriskarlsenwriter
Twitter: @chriskarlsen1
GR: http://www.goodreads.com/author/dashboard
Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/chriskarlsen/

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Templand / Permland by Jill Elaine Hughes

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The heroine, Melanie Evers, is a plucky young working-class woman from Akron, Ohio struggling to support herself in Chicago in the post-9-11 economy. TEMPLAND follows Melanie’s journey through the temporary employment world from a college student on “just a summer job” to a 28-year-old woman with a lot of intelligence (and a heap of student loan debt to match) through multiple layoffs and a series of ever-more-wacky temp assignments, as she struggles not only to survive, but also to find romance and always remain true to the honest, working-class values instilled in her by her beloved grandfather.

In her long, solitary journey through Templand, Melanie encounters adventure and romance on her search for that always-elusive Permanent Job—which she finally gets, along with her man. TEMPLAND is a highly entertaining, wickedly funny social satire, contemporary romance, and mystery novel all rolled into one.

Excerpt:

This morning I got up and dialed the temp agency.  The recruiters all say you can call them as early as 7 am and someone will be there to take the “same-day requests”—the jobs that come in at the last minute. The temp agency brochures all describe—in glossy, four-color detail—the urgent job requests the temp agencies supposedly get at all hours, the jobs that the smiling, well-dressed temp recruiters all promise will be available for me within hours after registering with their agencies as a Temporary Office Associate.

Temp agency recruiters get paid on commission. (Used car salesmen do, too.)

The pile of dog-eared brochures from Kelly Services, Loftus & O’Meara, PeoplePower, Legal Helpers, and a dozen more agencies sit on my dresser, each of them promising all sorts of glamorous, important temp jobs:

“A middle manager calls Kelly Services at 5:02 pm on Thursday requesting a receptionist for 7:30 Friday morning, because the regular receptionist went into premature labor at 4:59 p.m. and they just can’t go without.  This is where the Kelly Girl comes in!”

“A trial lawyer whose secretary quit the day before calls Loftus & O’Meara Legal Staffing at 6:54 a.m., begging for someone to come in and transcribe his trial notes into a brief so he can get it to the judge in time.  You’re the one who saves the day!”

No matter how much those glossy brochures swear that there are thousands of job opportunities just like these each and every day in Chicago, as one jobless day runs into the next, I think it’s beginning to look a lot like false advertising.

I’ve been calling in to the temporary agency—well, all my agencies since I’m registered with at least 15 of them right now—-every morning at 7:00 a.m., and then at 7:30 a.m., 8:00 am and every five minutes thereafter, every morning, all week, all month, hoping that there will be something for me to do—some phone to answer or some scribbles to type—so I can get paid and buy food and pay rent this week, (and we are not even talking about paying the student loans this month, and the credit cards are just plain ridiculous), but there is nothing.

Nothing. Not a single, solitary, lowdown, unsecure, no-benefits, no sick-days, no-self-esteem temp assignment to be had anywhere in the Windy City.

When I call all the recruiters I get the same excuses over and over again:

“No, sorry, nothing has come in this week, Melanie.  Call back later this morning.”

“Sorry, we haven’t had any new job orders in weeks.  The agency is even letting people go from our office since we’re getting no commissions.”

“Call tomorrow.  I am absolutely positive that we will have something tomorrow.”

 “We’ve been in the Chicago temping business thirty years and it has just never been this bad, I mean really honey, it’s nothing against you but—“

“Call next week.  We just got a big order for proofreaders at Kirkland & Ellis for a class-action lawsuit project next week, and Melanie, we know that you really know your proofreading, so we will be sure to call you.”

“No, sorry, Kirkland & Ellis cancelled that big order.  They decided to use their in-house staff. The judgments, they just aren’t what they used to be you know, so they’re cutting back on all their hiring. Call back the week after next.”

They used to call Chicago the City That Works.  So much for that.

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SEQUEL TO TEMPLAND.

It’s the beginning of 2003, a few months after the end of TEMPLAND. Melanie Evers is back as she struggles under the insane demands of her long-sought
Permanent Job.  Now a human resources executive at Marquette Bank, what started out as a cushy well-paid job turns into a nightmare when her company is bought out by a Dutch conglomerate.  Melanie gets sent on a new series of wacky adventures as she tries to keep her head above water while her crazy new boss Pietra controls her every move, the Iraq War begins, and her boyfriend Dave is called up by the Army reserves to fight overseas. Is permanent employment
really all it’s cracked up to be?

Excerpt:

There’s nothing more permanent in this world than death.  And I learned just how permanent death and dying is at a very early age.

In spring 1984, my parents were at each others’ throats.  Dad’s sales job at the copier company was going nowhere, and since Dad’s paltry commissions weren’t enough to cover the mortgage and basic expenses, Mom decided to go back to work as a meter maid, the job she’d held in the City of Akron before she got married.  But we were living in Canton, Ohio at the time— a town that has only eight parking meters—so the job prospects for a meter maid there were pretty limited.  After coming up empty-handed after submitting her meter-maid application to Canton City Hall, Mom decided to take a job as a cashier at the local McCrory’s five and dime.  It paid $3.75 an hour—a nickel over minimum wage.

Dad was not impressed.  “I don’t see how some minimum-wage job is gonna make up for a slow year down at Xerox,” he growled.  “In a good year I can pull in thirty grand.” Thirty grand a year wasn’t exactly high living for a family of three, even in 1984.

“But you aren’t pulling thirty grand.  Not anymore,” my mother replied.

“Why do you always gotta criticize, Thel? It ain’t my fault it’s a slow year.  It ain’t my fault I can never get a break.” He opened a fresh pack of Trues and started to chain-smoke, blowing blue menthol fumes across the kitchen.

“At least I’m doing something to help instead of wallowing around in self-pity,” Mom snapped, and turned to me.  “Melanie, I’ve been after your father for years to get out of the copier business.  Too unstable.  Everyone who was ever going to buy copiers already bought them years ago.  But does he listen to me?  No.”  Mom was washing dishes by hand instead of running the dishwasher to help save on the electric bill.  We were always doing things like that at my house growing up, even when sales were good for Dad at Canton Xerox World and Copier Supply.  Things like pressing together scraps of Safeguard, Ivory, and Irish Spring leftover from the sink soapdish to make one big soap the whole family would use in the shower.  Washing and reusing Baggies three and four times apiece (or until they just fell apart) in our brown-bag lunches.  Endless spaghetti dinners, followed by endless spaghetti leftovers. Tuna Helper, Hamburger Helper, Spam.  Generic cereal.  Powdered milk.  No family vacations, no Atari set or white Nike gym shoes like the rest of the kids on our block—instead I got purple Traxx from Kmart and a used Pong set Mom found at a garage sale.

I never complained, though.  I knew better.  Mom was too good at making me feel guilty.  Even though my grandparents weren’t Catholic, they’d sent Mom to twelve years of Catholic school back in Sparkling Falls because the rural Ohio public schools were so awful. And by the time she graduated high school, not only had my mother fully converted to Catholicism, she’d more than mastered the nuns’ subtle art of Catholic guilt manipulation for making children behave.

Take the year I was in the first grade, for instance. Sales were down at Canton Xerox World and Copier Supply that year too, so there wasn’t much money for new school clothes. On the first day of school, Mom dressed me in a red velvet jumpsuit my grandmother had made me from a Simplicity pattern, along with a pair of leather saddle shoes Mom bought at the local Saint Vincent de Paul store.  The shoes were of good quality and hardly worn at all, but in 1981, leather saddle shoes weren’t exactly high fashion among the first-grade set.  When I told my mother I’d rather have a pair of blue KangaROOS, like the ones they had for sale at Stride Rite down at the Canton Mall, Mom said I mentioned anything about not liking my saddle shoes again she’d feed me a bar of Irish Spring for dinner.

Mom did enough complaining for all of us.  She complained about Dad’s job not paying enough, she complained about our house being too small, she complained that her pink foam curlers didn’t set her hair properly. She complained about not having a car of her own and having to take the dirty, slow city bus everywhere. She complained about our furnace rattling too much, and when she hired a repairman to fix the rattling, then she complained that the repairman was too expensive. She complained about the price of chicken at Kroger’s being too high, she complained about Walgreen’s not stocking her favorite shade of lipstick anymore, and she complained when Prell shampoo changed its formula from green, thick, and in a tube to blue, runny, and in a bottle.

But Mom complained more during her first week working at the local McCrory’s than I’d ever heard her complain before.

She came home after her first day complaining about her feet hurting.  “I’ve never stood on my feet for so long in my life,” she said.  “At least when I was a meter maid they gave me a little scooter to ride around on.”

Dad snorted from behind his evening paper.  “Hrumph.  So now you know how hard it is to do a day’s work,” Dad said, triumphant.  “Now maybe you won’t be so quick to criticize me all the time.”

“I hardly think so,” Mom said.  “You spend your whole workday behind a desk talking on the telephone.  I stood on my feet behind a cash register all day.  I even spent an hour stocking shelves with the new shipment of Tide they got in this week.  Now that’s physical labor. You’ve never done a day of physical labor in your life, Andrew.  My feet hurt like the dickens and my back feels like somebody shot me through with a bow and arrow, but at least I’m doing something to help this family along financially.  You haven’t brought any commissions home in over a month.  Nothing!  Not one red cent.”

“Thel, I told you when I gave you permission to go back to work not to lord that over my head like that—“

“Permission, Andrew?  You gave me permission to work?  Now see here—”

“That’s right, Thel.  An’ I can take that permission away from you just as fast as I give it.  Love, honor and obey—that’s what your marriage vow to me was, Thelma.  Or don’t you remember that?”

“Andrew, goddamn you to hell—“

The next thing I knew, Mom threw a box of raspberry Jello at Dad, who retaliated with a cheese grater.  Rather than get in the middle of that, I retreated to my room to play with my Barbies and went to bed without any dinner.  My parents were arguing and throwing cooking utensils at each other in our tiny galley kitchen until well past midnight.

Things went on that way for several more weeks.  Mom spent more and more time at McCrory’s, and less and less time at home.  Every night she came home and told us stories about what she did that day at the five and dime.  “They got a new shipment of Spam in this week, real good price.  I’ll bring some home with me tomorrow and we’ll eat it for Sunday dinner,” she’d say one day.  But then, the next day she’d say, “Sold out that whole damn shipment of Spam in one day.  Can you believe that?  Looks like Tuna Helper again on Sunday.”

As the weeks and months wore on, Mom really started to like working at McCrory’s.  All the women she knew around Canton would drop by on their weekly errands to chat with her, so she was in on all the town gossip.

“Melanie, did you know that stupid Dr. Foxworthy down at your school is gay?” she said one night after working a double-shift at the store.

“Mom, what’s ‘gay’ mean?”

Mom just laughed.  “Never mind. Andrew, I’ll be working another double tomorrow so I’ll need you to keep an eye on Melanie and the house tomorrow night.” Dad snorted, threw down his newspaper and went out to the garage to tinker with the car.

Even as Mom was putting in lots of hours down at the McCrory’s, Dad was spending less and less time at Canton Xerox and Copier Supply.  Many days he was asleep on the couch when I came home from school.

“Why are you home, Dad?” I asked on the third day I found him zonked on our threadbare avocado couch at three o’clock.

“Can’t make any money at work, sweetheart.  Nobody’s buying copiers these days.  Might as well come home and take a nap.”  Dad stretched back out on the couch, rolled over, and started to snore.  That’s when I noticed the empty bottle of Maker’s Mark on the floor underneath the coffee table.

I shrugged my shoulders and went upstairs to do my homework. I didn’t have my after-school Catholic Catechism Development program that week, so the only homework I had was some spelling words to use in sentences and some history questions.  I was done in less than an hour—a good thing, since by then Mom was putting in so many hours at McCrory’s that I often ended up making dinner.  After I finished my homework I went to the kitchen to rummage around in the cabinets for something I knew how to cook.

I settled on packaged macaroni and cheese with a side of microwaved frozen peas and some Pillsbury rolls from a cardboard tube.  Mom usually got home from her day at McCrory’s—where she’d recently been promoted to assistant floor manager—by seven.  I planned to have dinner on the table at seven-thirty.

Seven-thirty came and went. The macaroni got cold and gummy on the table, because with Mom not home and Dad zonked on the couch so drunk I couldn’t budge him, I felt funny about eating alone.  I stared at my congealing mac and cheese for nearly forty-five minutes before I finally relented and stuck my plate in the microwave to reheat it.

But before I could even shut the microwave door, the phone rang.  I picked it up on the second ring.

“Evers residence,” I said, as I had been taught to do when my parents couldn’t come to the phone.

A worried old-lady voice was on the other end.  I could hear a lot of other people chattering in the background.  And I thought I heard sirens, too. “I need to speak to Andrew Evers, please,” said the voice.

“I’m sorry, he can’t come to the phone right now.  May I take a message?”

“Sweetheart, this is kind of an emergency.  Is your dad there?”

“I’ll try to get him,” I said, and set the receiver on the counter.

I went to Dad on the couch and started to shake him.  He didn’t budge. I shook him again—nothing. That’s when I thought of something I’d seen on TV once and decided to try it on Dad. I went back into the kitchen and filled a plastic pitcher full of cold water.  I went back to the living room and poured the entire thing on Dad’s face.

“Wha—-Melanie!  What the fucking hell?  Are you trying to kill me?”

“Dad, you have an important phone call.”

Dad started to roll over towards the wall.  “Take a message.”

“I can’t.  They said it’s an emergency.  I think it’s about Mom.  She’s not home yet.”

Dad glanced at his watch.  His face turned gray, and he became completely sober in an instant.  He got up and went to the kitchen without speaking.

I crept around the corner to listen, hiding just behind the louvered pantry door.

“Uh huh,” Dad said, his voice flat and emotionless.  “Yeah.  No.  No, she was fine when she left the house this morning.  No.  No.  I have no idea.  Which hospital?  Okay, okay.  We’ll be right there.”

Dad hung the receiver of the yellow rotary-dial phone into its cradle on the kitchen wall.  “Melanie, get your coat.”

“But what about dinner?  Aren’t you going to eat?  And I’m not finished eating yet—“

“Get your coat.  Your mom’s in the hospital.  Something’s happened.”

“What?”

“I don’t know.  They aren’t sure.  Just get your goddamn coat and let’s go.”

Dad had used three swear words with me in the past two minutes, and one of them was goddamn, so this was definitely serious.  For a moment I didn’t know what to do—I stood in the tiny foyer between our kitchen and our breakfast nook, my purple Traxx glued to the dirty linoleum.  Dad was already halfway into his coat and heading out to the garage.

“Melanie, come on!  Jesus H. Christ.”

I left the mac and cheese to rot on the table, the door to the empty Radar Range still hanging open, and followed Dad out to our beat-up green Corolla without a coat or hat.

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Dream Cast for Templand/Permland

 Melanie Evers as Emma Stone

Melanie Evers: Emma Stone

Hoxwell IT Dave as Aaron Paul

Hoxwell IT Dave: Aaron Paul

Pietra Van der Viertz as Jane Lynch

Pietra Van der Viertz (Permland): Jane Lynch

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10 Things You Didn’t Know About TEMPLAND

1. The author Jill Elaine Hughes wrote the book ten years ago during work breaks at — you guessed it — a temp job.

2. The book landed the author her first literary agent, circa 2004. Said agent shopped it all over the New York publishing houses, who liked it but turned it down because they said it lacked “shelf category” (i.e., there was no “New Adult” genre back then.)

3. The book was written before the Great Recession, but given the struggles today’s youth has with unemployment, underemployment, and a lack of good permanent jobs, TEMPLAND seems even more relevant today than when it was first written.

4. The author modeled the heroine Melanie’s grandfather on her own grandpa—or “Papaw,” as she likes to call him.

5. TEMPLAND contains a murder mystery subplot.

6. The heroine Melanie Evers’ sleazy ex-boyfriend Phil is fluent in Farsi. This is integral to the plot.

7. The book depicts many real locations and establishments in the city of Chicago, including the now-defunct Zephyr Ice Cream Restaurant.

8. The author had given up on getting TEMPLAND published until reader demand for New Adult titles about starting your career led her to give it new life through self-publishing — and reader interest has been amazing!

9. If you’ve never heard of Green River Soda before (a cult favorite in Illinois), you learn about it in this book.

10. Several of the wacky bosses and co-workers Melanie encounters on her temp assignments were inspired by real people the author met during her own temp-work stints.

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Holding Onto You by S. Moose

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New Adult Contemporary Romance
**Recommended for 17+ due to mature themes and sexual content.**
Losing my best friend was the worst feeling in the world. I always wondered what she was doing and how she was doing but I never went after her. I never took the time to find out how she was doing and that broke my heart into a million pieces. Not only did I lose my best friend but I lost the love of my life.
Now, four years later, I am back in North Carolina and find myself longing to see her smile and feel her touch.
One day, she finally sees me and our eyes connect. The connection is still there. She can still make me weak at the knees and she still holds my heart and soul.
Things are different. She is dating my teammate Kyle and I hate him. Not for dating my Sophia but for being the worst person imaginable. But I vow to make her mine again. Welcome to my mind and life. My story about finally seeing Sophia again and how I will always be holding onto her.
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Something Great by M. Clarke

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Title: Something Great
Author: M. Clarke
Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
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* This is a New Adult romance novel recommended for ages 18+ due to sexual content and mature subject matter. *

CoverShe didn’t know what she was missing…until he found her.

Maxwell Knight was positively trouble, dangerously good-looking, and seductively charming. He was everything Jeanella didn’t need in her life. Only Maxwell didn’t see it that way. His pursuit was relentless, making her even more determined to push him away.

Fresh out of college, life was simple and plain for Jeanella Mefferd. Every part of her life was smooth sailing; her friends, her job, and even the guy she’d started dating. Then one night, while at dinner, she spotted someone who made her feel things she’d never felt before—dangerous, heart pounding and breathless heat. Thinking she would never see him again, she brushed it off, but when she started to run into him unexpectedly, all she could think of was how he made her feel with his sweet flirtations. Everything about Maxwell Knight screamed trouble, especially when she found out he was her new boss’s son. Now, heading to a New York fashion show, would she be able to focus on her career instead of Maxwell, who had been scheduled to attend with her? As much as she tried to forget their encounters, his good looks, smooth words and determination to win her over gravitated her toward him. The next thing she knew, her mind was utterly consumed by him. Would she be willing to ignore all the dangerous signs and jump into his arms? Or would she miss out on the chance of finding something great?

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Author photoMary Ting resides in Southern California with her husband and two children. She enjoys oil painting and making jewelry. Writing her first novel, Crossroads Saga, happened by chance. It was a way to grieve the death of her beloved grandmother, and inspired by a dream she once had as a young girl. When she started reading new adult novels, she fell in love with the genre. It was the reason she had to write one. Why the pen name, M Clarke? She tours with Magic Johnson Foundation to promote literacy and her children’s chapter book, No Bullies Allowed.

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“Something Great is perfectly named since in its pages you are awarded with a saucy romance that comes with heart-shaped Rice Krispies treats that will leave you addicted and needing more!” Yara, Once Upon a Twilight

“Sexy, emotional and addictive only grazes the surface of this novel. With vivid characters, exploding chemistry and perfect pacing I could not put this one down!” Tiffany, Escaping One Book at a Time

“Something Great is a fast paced new adult novel that is full of hotness and anticipation that teaches you to never settle, but to hold out for something great!” Michele, Insane About Books

“I’m your prescription. Let me be your new addiction. I’m addicted to Max. The pull between the main characters is undeniable!” Jacquie, Stalkers of Fabulous Authors

“Something Great from M. Clarke is a sweet simmering romance that blossoms into a steaming hot lasting love.” Elliot, Ellie Sweet

“Something Great is a love story about learning to see beyond the past and taking chances with that one person fate keeps throwing your way.” Samien, Wild Wordy Women

“Creating a world of love and passion, a hint of danger and broken rules, the characters are eccentric, fun, and loving. A captivating story that I could not stop reading!” Brittany, Spare Time Book

“Something Great is an adult book with Class! Is romantic, sexy, seductive & HOT!” Janie, CrossAngels

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Suddenly, Max placed his hand under my elbow. With a slight tug, I was somewhat in his hold. With a light gasp and a wave of heat flushing through me again, I was lost in his eyes. He leaned in. “I had a wonderful time,” he whispered. “Thanks for being my lunch buddy.” Then he handed me the brown bag. “Lunch buddies share their feelings, stories, and even goodies.”

I radiated a huge shy smile and walked away. Needing that Rice Krispies Treat right that moment, I reached inside the bag. What I saw stunned me, and even tugged at my heart. He hadn’t broken it in half as I had expected. Instead, he had molded it into the shape of a heart.

After that, I knew…unwillingly…I was making a space for him in my heart. Thinking he would be devouring his sandwich, I looked over my shoulder just as I pushed the door to exit. His eyes were set on me intently, and I got a glimpse of his wink that made me want to dive into his arms. I liked the feeling way too much!

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Distortion by Deena Remiel

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Welcome to the Blog Tour for my first romantic suspense novel, DISTORTION! To say I’m thrilled would be putting it mildly. You spoke and I listened! You wanted more Jamie and Hope, from the short story Picture Perfect, and I gave it to you in the form of a WHOLE NEW FULL-LENGTH NOVEL. If you’ve read Picture Perfect, part one of DISTORTION will seem a bit similar. But THAT’S where the similarity ends! From there, it gets darker, more sinister, more dire, and more intense.

Welcome to Disortion

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James White has it all, looks, brains, and a charming personality. But in his romance cover model’s world, those blessings have become a curse. A colleague has blurred the line between life in front of the camera and reality; distorting the truth, and turning a friendship into a dangerous obsession.

Hope Evans had a dream job, working with sexy, hot photographs; turning authors’ dreams into award-winning covers. When unexpectedly laid off, she must find her namesake in life … some kind of hope for her future. Can a birthday wish give her what she truly desires? They say be careful what you wish for.

Destiny brings Jamie and Hope what they’ve been seeking: each other. Fate also throws in a psychopath and her equally sinister sister, both hell-bent on making Jamie and Hope’s world a living hell.

A hero on thousands of romance covers; can he be one for real, when lives are on the line?

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Author PicIt was the mystique of Arizona’s history and landscape that called to Deena and catapulted her career as an author. When she’s not writing urban fantasy and paranormal romance novels in the wee, small hours of the morning or in the deep, dark of night, Deena teaches language arts to middle school students. She currently lives in Gilbert with her husband and two children, but New Jersey will always tug at her heartstrings. She loves connecting with her fans, so find her at deenaremiel.com.

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“Come celebrate the release of DISTORTION, a romantic suspense novel from best-selling author, Deena Remiel. Games, Prizes, FUN, FUN, FUN!

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“Ow! Son of a bitch!” What the hell had she stepped on? Bending over, she looked down to find a large shard of a shell sticking up out of the sand. Damn it! She picked up her right foot to inspect it and watched as droplets of blood mixed in with the crushed shells and cigarette butts. Well, isn’t this just grand? So much for starting out on the right foot. The cut on her sole bled profusely, and she wasn’t quite sure how to staunch it other than cover it with her shirt. Thank goodness she’d worn a bathing suit underneath her clothes. But how to get back to her house? She snorted. Good question, Hope. Now what’s the answer?

She looked around for anyone that might be as crazy as she for coming out so early, but not a soul joined her. Great. Now what? Her foot throbbed in rhythm with her heart. She needed to get it washed, bandaged, and up in the air quickly. She searched around again, this time to see how close any of the beach houses were that dotted past the dunes. The one nearest had sea green shingles and a white wrap around porch. It had a very non-assuming and friendly look. She’d been judged by the book covers she created, so she figured the house may very well be a good reflection of its owner.

Hobbling through the sand and up the dunes gave her quite a workout. Every step she took made her wince and left a little token of her affection for the sea, a bloody footprint. Her once white tank top now wrapped clumsily around her foot, boasted a horrid shade of deep red. She reached the apex of the sand hill and saw the silhouette of a person sitting on the porch.

“Hello? Hello!” She waved her arms high in the air. “Excuse me; I could use a little help. I’ve cut my foot and I’m bleeding like a stuck pig.” The blob didn’t move. Did she mistake an outdoor statue for a person? She hoped not because she felt like crap at this point. Gathering her energy, Hope drew in a deep breath and projected her voice. “Excuse me! Can you help me, please? Hello? Oh….”

The world according to Hope whirled around her and spun out of control. Her body crumbled and rolled down the dune toward the house. Abruptly, all went dark.

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She soared through the clouds, catching the wind beneath her wings. Coming out of her fog, she realized instead that someone had been carrying her and walking at the same time. But who? Her brain swam like when she’d twirled a hundred times on the grass as a child. Opening her eyes, she looked up at her savior and thought she must still be in “La La Land.” A strong jawline, a straight nose, and five o’clock shadow graced the profile of a Greek god. A hairband captured dark brown hair at the base of his neck. Her foot twitched and she groaned.

“Easy now, I’ve got you. My name is James White and I’m just gonna bring you onto my porch to see to that foot of yours.”

“Oh, thank you, James. I’m Hope Evans. I don’t feel so well. I stepped on a shell. My foot is cut real bad.” Her head fell back onto his chest like a rag doll.

“Hi there, Hope. Don’t worry. I’m certified.” He laid her gently on a chaise lounge, grabbed a few pillows from some other chairs and placed them under her foot. “I’ll be right back. I need to get my first aid kit, and I think a cup of OJ for you to drink might help, too.” His smile reassured her that all would be well. He ducked inside giving her a chance to look around. She’d missed most of the sun rise, but she didn’t care anymore. Due to a kindhearted fellow, she’d found an angel at dawn instead.

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Knight Blindness by Chris Karlsen

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Ready for battle, Medieval English knight, Stephen Palmer, charges into the French enemy’s cavalry line. Heeding a warning given months before, he hesitates as he comes face-to-face with the knight in the warning. Struck down in the year 1356, he finds himself landing in the year 2013. Grievously wounded, he’s taken to a nearby hospital. Confused by the new world surrounding him, he attempts to convince the staff he’s from another time, only to find they think him mad.

Rescued by friends, who, to his surprise, have also come through time, he must find a way to function in this odd modern England. He is quickly enchanted by the kind Esme Crippen, the young woman hired to tutor him. She too is enchanted by him. Tempted to deepen the relationship, she hesitates thinking him adorable, but mad. He must discover the means for getting her to believe the truth, all the while, unknown to him, he didn’t come forward in time alone. The enemy knight has also traveled to 2013.

French noble, Roger Marchand, doesn’t question why the English knight who charged him hesitated. That fraction of a pause gave him the advantage needed and he brought his sword down upon the Englishman’s helmet hard, unhorsing the knight. He moved to finish the Englishman off when the world changed in a rush of sensations as he is ripped through time.

Seeking a reason for the terrible event, he enters a nearby chapel. There, thinking God has chosen him for a quest to turn French defeat that day in 1356 to victory, he sets out to find the English knight. The man he is convinced holds the key to time. If he returns to the day of the battle, he can warn his king of mistakes that snatched victory from them.

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**I am in the process of reading “Knight Blindness” and will repost today’s blog, along with my review as soon as it is completed.

Patricia, Room With Books**

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SONY DSCI was born and raised in Chicago. My father was a history professor and my mother was, and is, a voracious reader. I grew up with a love of history and books.

My parents also love traveling, a passion they passed onto me. I wanted to see the places I read about, see the land and monuments from the time periods that fascinated me. I’ve had the good fortune to travel extensively throughout Europe, the Near East, and North Africa.

I am a retired police detective. I spent twenty-five years in law enforcement with two different agencies. My desire to write came in my early teens. After I retired, I decided to pursue that dream. I write two different series. My paranormal romance series is called, Knights in Time. My romantic thriller series is, Dangerous Waters.

I currently live in the Pacific Northwest with my husband, four rescue dogs and a rescue horse.

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You can connect with Chris Karlsen online at:
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Give Me Reason by Zoey Derrick

Welcome to the Cover Reveal and Release announcement of Give Me Reason by Zoey Derrick.  Don’t miss the Awesome Amazon Gift Card Giveaway!

Vivienne Callahan has known only hardship. As if growing up with an alcoholic, drug addicted mother wasn’t traumatic enough, she’s escaped from her physically and verbally abusive boyfriend only to struggle every day to make ends meet as a waitress in a Minneapolis diner.

Along comes Mikah Blake, a handsome stranger who quickly takes an unexpected and persistent interest in her. On the surface, “Mr. Suit” seems to be Vivienne’s opposite: rich, well-fed, successful. As Vivienne will learn, Mikah is more than he seems, and for reasons unknown, he’s determined to be her knight in shining armor. But after having finally found her own two feet after years of abuse, it’s difficult for her to accept Mikah’s help.

Will her body’s unexpected response to Mikah’s touch be reason enough to overcome her pride and traumatic past and learn to love and trust? Or will her past, refusing to be left behind, come back to claim her?

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He’s looking down at me, making me feel small at five feet two inches. He has to be at least six feet tall. Broad shoulders. His suit today is gunmetal grey with blue or black pin striping—I can’t tell which. His shirt is a beautiful lavender color with a darker purple tie.
“How do you know I’m not an addict?” I ask, softly.
He smiles at me, warm, genuine. “Because, you’ve come to return the money I left you last night as a tip.” My jaw falls open.
“How”—I swallow hard—”did you know?”
His smile fades a little. “Because, why else would you come down here?”
I close my mouth and look down at the floor. His ability to read me is really scary.
“Since you haven’t eaten since last night, I’m going to take you to lunch.”
I feel my face flush bright red, both in anger and complete irritation. “That is not why I’m here. I’ve survived for my entire life fending for myself, I don’t need some rich hot shot business mogul buying me food.” I reach into the pocket of my bag and pull the folded up paper from it. I thrust it towards him. He refuses to take it. Tears of frustration trickle down my cheeks. “Damn it Mikah, take it.” I push it at him again and again he refuses. “I’m not a damn charity case. I don’t need your money or your food.”
The bell chimes. We’ve finally reached the skyway. As soon as the doors open, I drop the folded up paper with his money in it and bolt from the elevator, turning left, hoping and praying I can get away.
“Vivienne, stop.” I hear him say behind me. I keep going, walking quickly but not running. Yet. I’m trying hard to not make a scene.
But he doesn’t seem to care about that. He catches me quickly, spins me around. I grab hold of his arm to catch my balance so I don’t go sprawling onto the floor.



It is from Glendale, Arizona that Zoey Derrick, a mortgage underwriter by day and romance and erotica novelist by night, writes stories as hot as the desert sun itself. It is this passion that drips off of her work, bringing excitement to anyone who enjoys a good and sensual love story.


 


Not only does she aim to take her readers on an erotic dance that lasts the night, it allows her to empty her mind of stories we all wish were true.
Her stories are hopeful yet true to life, skillfully avoiding melodrama and the unrealistic, bringing her gripping Erotica only closer to the heart of those that dare dipping into it. 
 



The intimacy of her fantasies that she shares with her readers is thrilling and encouraging, climactic yet full of suspense. She is a loving mistress, up for anything, of which any reader is doomed to return to again and again.



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CAMERON ENDERS seems to have it all: a brand new condo in a city she loves, a top executive position at an international entertainment firm, an insane amount of money, and a gorgeous boyfriend. But when Cami catches the boyfriend in the act with another woman, it triggers all the anguish from years of neglect by her parents, and she realizes she never learned how to love or be loved. Cami flees to the remote tropical island of Tarah, but she can’t avoid facing her problems any longer when she meets the man of her fantasies…



TRISTAN MICHAELS, one of Hollywood’s hottest new stars, has come to Tarah to ride out a storm. His girlfriend of five years has been caught on camera cheating, and she’s determined to make Tristan stop the story from breaking. But Tristan’s done cleaning up her messes. He needs to escape all things Hollywood for a while–and especially the firm that represents him–until the whole thing blows over. What he doesn’t count on is meeting an irresistibly beautiful woman, a woman who just so happens to be the CEO of the firm he’s trying to avoid.



Can Tristan and Cami help each other learn to trust and love again, or will their histories of betrayal tear them apart?


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Good Ground by Tracy Winegar

Title:  Good Ground

Author:  Tracy Winegar

Genre:  Historical Romance

Publication Date:  July 30, 2013 by Omnific Publishing

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Jim’s faith in God is tested by the death of his cherished wife and child. His life becomes barren, and he loses hope and the ability to continue.

But God plants in his heart the seeds of a new beginning and the will to go on through an orphan child. Jim nurtures this child with the same devotion that he invests in his land. The result is a son of whom any father would be proud. Jim’s gift continues through Ellis.

Ellis in turn cares passionately for his own farm, his friends, and eventually another lost soul. When he finds Clairey in the midst of a blizzard, he rescues her from her desperate life, and she grows into a capable a strong woman under his care. Jim’s legacy comes full circle.

All things grow in love. . .

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“By   day, a school librarian. By night, a wife and mother. But in those quiet   moments that are only mine, I write…”

Author PhotoBorn and raised on the flatlands of Central Indiana, Tracy moved to the highlands of Utah at the age of nineteen. She quickly discovered that her brand new, top-of-the-line hiking boots were a waste of good money because she was never quite able to acclimate to the altitude in the Rockies. Tracy claims to suffer from a type of disorientation she attributes to altitude sickness to this day. It seems to be a permanent affliction. Her husband Benjamin cohabitates in a home with Tracy and the four beautiful but precocious children they lovingly created together. Although to others, their home may seem alarmingly chaotic, it is an insanity of their own making.

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