Monday, December 7, 2015












Happy Book Birthday to Soul of Dust and 


Adam Millard!

















Soul of Dust




By Adam Millard




Genre: Urban Fantasy




Release Date: December 7, 2015




Publisher: Roane Publishing




Keywords: Urban Fantasy, Sleuth, Paranormal, Investigator, Wizard, Demons, magic, Gritty








Sometimes being semi-immortal just isn’t enough.










Jack Bridge is having a very bad day.




Life as a private investigator is tough, but it’s even worse when you’re a semi-immortal wizard private investigator whose tolerance for humans grows thinner by the day. Just when he thinks things can’t get worse, in she walks.




Kate West, beautiful and complex in equal measure, with a problem only Jack can solve. Daemons, magic, voodoo, and vamps; it’s all very real, and Jack Bridge is the last line of defense against the creatures of Elsewhere.


Sometimes being semi-immortal just isn’t enough.
















About Adam Millard:





Adam Millard is the author of twenty novels, ten novellas, and more than a hundred short stories, which can be found in various collections and anthologies. Probably best known for his post-apocalyptic fiction, Adam also writes fantasy/horror for children. He created the character Peter Crombie, Teenage Zombie just so he had something decent to read to his son at bedtime. Adam also writes Bizarro fiction for several publishers, who enjoy his tales of flesh-eating clown-beetles and rabies-infected derrieres so much that they keep printing them. His "Dead" series has recently been the filling in a Stephen King/Bram Stoker sandwich on Amazon's bestsellers chart. Adam writes and edits for UK horror website This Is Horror

Thursday, December 3, 2015

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Book Title: Built To Last 
Author: Eliaabeth Grace 
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
Release Date: October 13, 2015 
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Over the weeks following her disappearance and the discovery of a long-silenced secret, the yellow brick road to Sophia Cavall’s happiness becomes littered with minefields.



Enter Oliver Black and his irresistible persona. He’s strong, caring, and doesn’t question her need for freedom. Sophie is Oliver’s feminine equal in a lion’s life—she’s his eyes and ears and has his heart in her pocket. They have enough passion to paint the town red with love; however, a lurking and dangerous rival fears their union is a problem.



The price of fame and the cost of a high-profile relationship collide as the media spins a yarn to suit their ratings. Before they know it, the romance begins to falter. Can the two reconcile their opposing views before it is too late, or will they lose the greatest love they’ve ever known? A devil of a choice is in order.



The odds are stacked against Sophie and Oliver in this second installment of the Diamond in the Rough series. What is the truth? Who is the real enemy? There’s no two ways about it—ready or not, he will come.

 

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Scarlett. His Scarlett.

His Lettie.

Here.

In Saltwater Springs.



The girl that had shattered both his heart and his self-confidence when she’d left him behind to attend college. His stomach clenched, his heart spasmed, and his dick twitched. Three simultaneous reactions that perfectly demonstrated the complicated nature of his feelings toward this woman.



At that moment, she looked up from the construction equipment she was pushing to the side and noticed him standing there. She made eye contact and her eyes flashed with something—recognition to be sure, but there was something else that was there and gone so fast he didn’t have time to identify it.



The past decade had been kind to Scarlett. Her wavy, black hair still shone and hung over her shoulders but wasn’t able to hide her ample chest. Her eyes were the same shade of evergreen. He used to be content to gaze into those emerald eyes for hours as they lay in the back of his pickup truck. She wore a tight-fitting pair of jeans that hugged her curvy hips—hips he was sure he’d still have a hard time keeping his hands off of if he were within arm’s reach of her.



But she’d never really been within his reach, had she? That was exactly why she’d left him without any explanation all those years ago.



Not that he should have been surprised, really. Scarlett was considered Southern royalty in this town, and he…well, back then he was nothing more than the son of a drunk and a waitress.



Figuring he needed to quit standing there looking like an idiot, he willed the semi in his pants to remember what a fool she’d made of him. Luke stepped sideways to stand in front of the door as Scarlett marched over to it, brushing her hands on her firm thighs as she went.



Scarlett chewed on her bottom lip as she unlocked the door, a nervous tic he remembered from her high school days. She whipped the door open, her eyes wide and panicked. “What are you doing here?” she asked, disbelief in her voice.



If he’d subconsciously had any hope that this could be a somewhat pleasant reunion, that had disappeared when the crease settled in between her brows.



“It’s good to see you after all this time, too,” he responded with a clipped tone. Luke brushed past her, and damn if she didn’t smell as mouth-watering as she looked. He wasn’t a gambling man, but he’d bet good money she still wore the same vanilla perfume as she did a decade before.



“Luke, wh-what are you doing here?” she stammered from behind him.



He turned to see her standing with her arms crossed underneath her breasts. Jesus, did she do that on purpose? Luke tried not to notice that her nipples were erect, but it was an impossible feat considering the thin cotton shirt she wore.



“I’m pretty sure you asked me to be here,” he said gruffly.



“I did not.” Was that contempt in her voice? “I didn’t even know you still lived in town.”



Ouch. That hurt.



“You texted me about taking a look at this place,” he said.



“You’re the owner of Old South Contracting?”



The way she said that really pissed him off. Like she couldn’t believe he’d actually made something of himself and wasn’t stuck pumping gas for a living. They’d met through his younger brother, and Luke had been five years older than her when they started dating. At the time he was in his early twenties and not doing much with his life, but was it that impossible to believe he hadn’t followed in his father’s footsteps and become the town drunk?



His mom had taught him to always be a gentleman, but figuring fair was fair, he returned some of her attitude. “That hard to believe?”



“I didn’t realize you had any interest in building things, that’s all.”



“Well, you’ve been gone for the better part of ten years, so you wouldn’t, now would you?” The accusation rang clear in his voice and he cringed inside. He didn’t want her knowing just how affected he’d been by her leaving.



“I don’t know what you want me to say,” she said, chin raised high like she was looking down on the world—down on him.



He clenched his jaw. It really ate at his craw that after all these years—and the way she’d ended things—that she was the one throwing attitude at him. She had some nerve. “You could start by telling me what it is you want done here.” Luke motioned to the bare walls and concrete floors surrounding them.

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Meet the Author

Elisabeth Grace is the author of the New Adult Limelight series as well as the bestselling Indiscretion serial. She lives outside of Toronto with her husband, two small children, and killer cat. El has a mild David Gandy obsession (google him and you can thank her later), could survive on bread and chocolate alone, and will find any excuse not to exercise. She has a soft spot for HEA's and a hot spot for alpha males and loves to chat with readers about books!

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Tuesday, December 1, 2015





Windward
Secrets
Fiction:  Suspense, Mystery

At just over 67,700 words Windward Secrets is a fast
paced mystery laced with humor, suspense, and a touch of the paranormal that
will make the reader gasp at times, and soften their hearts at other
times. 

When Claire McPherson booked Windward Cottage, for the
annual reunion with three college friends, her biggest concern was whether they
would like the weather-beaten, old Victorian on Cape Cod.  Claire, Diane, Jill, and Caroline are in for
more than a little Right and R.  
Windward Cottage has its own special powers of seduction.  After 35 years of friendship they thought
they knew everything about each other, but the old house draws confessions out
of each and leads them unwillingly into a 50-year-old mystery.

What was planned to be a vacation filled with fun,
food, and reminiscing turns into one that will change their lives forever.  Who or what is trying to frighten them?  Only one woman’s stubborn determination keeps
them at Windward Cottage when common sense tells them to leave.   Fear, danger, and unexplained events connect
the four women to each other and to Windward Cottage.  Three of the women find their futures, and
one finds her past. 






















Readers will recognize someone they know in every
character as Windward Secrets heightens their awareness of the heinous crime of
human trafficking.






Blue Velvet
 (Emerson’s Attic Series #1)



Middle-grade
historical fiction/adventure.

Smoke and Mirrors
(Emerson’s Attic
#2)



Middle-grade
historical fiction/adventure.
 
   

My name is Kathleen Andrews Davis and I live in the mountains of Central Pennsylvania with my husband and a horde of deer who insist on annihilating any attempts at gardening.   We are empty-nesters with two grown daughters and two beautiful grandchildren.
During my long and varied working life I did business writing including everything from press releases to policy and procedure manuals.  I served as managing editor of an in-house newspaper where I enjoyed every aspect of production including writing, photography, and even dummy layout.  From there, I moved into marketing pieces and business plans.
My favorite venture, however, was fourteen years in the Bed & Breakfast industry.  This was my passion.  When we left our lovely old Victorian it left a hole in my heart and I found myself with an indistinguishable yearning to be more and do more.  The little wheels in my head started turning and it dawned on me, if I liked commercial writing, why won’t I like creative writing?
Becoming a grandmother was the fuel that fed the fire, and I decided to leave my grandchildren a legacy of words that would outlast any other inheritance I could give.
My first two books in the Emerson’s Attic series, for middle-grade readers, were so much fun that I decided to give an adult novel a try.  I love stories about smart, mature women and the characters of Windward Secrets introduced themselves to me when I least expected it.  And so, I have found my new adventure and hope to learn and grow as an author.

The knitting needles have slowed, the flower beds (or what’s left of them) have weeds, my fishing rod leans lonely in a corner of the garage, and I can’t get enough of my grandchildren.
  


 

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