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Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Book Blast, Giveaway & Interview: Enemy's Kiss by Kristi Jun @kristijunauthor






Enemy's Kiss
Kristi Jun

Genre: Regency Historical Romance

Date of Publication: May 12, 2015

ISBN: 13: 978-1511983536
ASIN: B00XLZ37NS

Number of pages: 270
Word Count: 73,000

Cover Artist: Kim Killion

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Book Description:

She gave up her future for justice...

Emma Willoughby had an idyllic life until her parents were murdered and her world, as she knew it, came undone. She sacrificed everything and even accepted a marriage proposal from a man she thinks knows the identity of the killer.

Unfortunately, he is murdered before she’s able to discover the truth. Now the Crown claims a mission to Tibet will bring the answers she seeks. The trouble is, the man who has been assigned to protect her, a man she'd once deceived, is an arrogant spy who wants nothing to do with her.

He lived a lie to protect his family...

Michael Whitfield left home nearly a decade ago, but when his childhood friend is murdered and accused of high treason, he is determined to clear his name and his killer be brought to justice no matter the cost, even if it meant accompanying the woman who turned out to be nothing more than a heartless viper. But as their mission takes twisted turns and reveals a sinister plot that threatens both their lives and the lives of the innocent, his admiration for her grows and sparks between them once again ignite. But can he trust his heart to a woman whose history holds nothing but lies? 


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Finding the strength, Emma pulled away from the door, walked up the stairs, and stepped into her room, biting back the hot emotions igniting again with new purpose. She had no room for tears, no room for— 
A cold blade drew up to her neck and her breath snagged in her throat. Her hands gripped the culprit’s solid arm and her chin tilted up as the cold knife pressed on her neck.
“Afraid?” A chilling yet familiar voice taunted.
His musky male scent propelled peculiar tingles up and down her spine. He lowered his free hand and slid into her bodice. She gasped when his fingers touched the tip of her breasts, heart racing with anticipation. With one flick of his hand, he pulled out a pen knife she'd hidden between the mounds of her bosoms before departing home. Before she could react he released her with a gentle shove, leaving several feet between them.
Their eyes met and her gaze swept the very tall length of him. She had forgotten how delicious he smelled. His stark blue eyes darkened and, for one single moment, she thought she caught a glimpse of lust brewing there.
Lust? Wrong. He despises you.
“Danger, Miss Willoughby, lurks everywhere.” Michael slid his knife back into the sheath tucked into his boot.
“Apparently so,” she whispered.
“I thought you were trained?” He tossed her knife on the settee.
“I am.” Her eyes swept his broad frame, the loose cravat about his neck.
“Really?” He walked around the room and tipped his head to look out the window, then back at her. “If that were the case, you would have had your knife about my neck. How many missions, exactly?”
She unlocked her gaze from his and turned to the window. She felt him approach, closer. Closer still. Her heart quickened. She dared not move.
"How many?"
One. But she was not about to give him the satisfaction. “I do not need to use physical force to accomplish my task.”
 “Ah yes, the good old game of seduction. A skill you've quite mastered, I think. I know this first hand."
If only he knew the truth, he wouldn't be so cruel. She felt him approach her from behind, his hand caressing the curve of her neck. Slowly snaking around, he pulled her to him, her back now against his firm chest. Heat flared inside her, wishing for the impossible.
 "That may work well with a target, especially when the poor soul is already in love with the spy charged to take him out, don’t you think?” he said.
She pulled away from him. "I did what I had to."
“Listen well. You are an amateur at best and you will only end up rotting in the gutter if you persist.” He took several strides towards her, leaving barely a foot between them.
 “So you have come here to teach me a lesson? Is that it? I can assure you that there is nothing you can say or do to deter me from my goal.”
“No, I am not here to teach anyone a lesson. But I do need to know the extent of your capacity."
“Now you know, so kindly get the bloody hell out of my house,” she warned. Walking over to the settee, she retrieved her knife and held it firmly in her hand.
He didn’t bat an eye at her blasphemy. She refused to let this man intimidate her under his scrutiny. She tipped her chin up and looked squarely at him.
 “Tell Lord Tomkin you want out and I'll give you my word to deliver the message and find the killer.”
Typical male, thinking he would be her knight to save the day. No, it was her responsibility to find justice for her family and to keep him on task. “I will do no such thing. I will have my satisfaction of looking him in the eye when he is caught.”
His jaws twitched. “Then I suggest you prepare yourself because we will be entering a hostile territory in the middle of a bloody war. Gurkhas will not hesitate to slit your throat once they discover you.”
            “Gurkhas?” She tried to sound impassive, but her tone gave it away.
“Nepalese mercenaries,” he said. “Quite unforgiving where the English are concerned. Lord Hastings is fighting a bloody war that no English cares a damn about.” He paused for her reaction. “And the Chinese military, well….that’s another matter altogether.”
She'd deal with them once she was there. "Thank you for the cautionary advice. I am well prepared for miscreants that cross my path."
"I don't think you are," he said carefully. "And that can be very dangerous for us both."
She glared at him. “Since you seem to have everything figured out, what is your plan?”
“My plan,” he said with a mocking tone, “is to stay alive.”
“Is that supposed to frighten—”
“This isn't a game.”
His gaze fixed on her lips and lingered, sending waves of heat through her body. She cursed herself for allowing this man to affect her. “I’m quite aware this isn't a game, Mr.Whitfield.” Her tone belied her show of confidence. No doubt he could see her quaking skin and shivering nerves.
He looked deep into her eyes. "Emma," he said, his voice taking on a softer tone. "I need you to back away from this. I give you my word I'll find the killer."
Their gazes locked and she saw he meant what he said. "I can't," she said softly, shaking her head. "I won't."
He backed away from her, his features hardening once more. “Then I only have one thing to say to you."
"And what would that be?" she said, curtly.
"Be prepared," he said, "for the hell you are about to enter."




Did you always wanted to be a writer? If not what did you want to be?
Looking back, I don't ever recall wanting to become a writer growing up. I wanted to be a director or an actor. I'm still involved in a story, but using a different medium to communicate to the audience.

When did you first consider yourself a “writer”?
When I first received a rejection letter from an agent after joining RWA. It was a day of joy, even though it was a rejection. I felt I was seriously working toward a career in becoming a published author.

How long did it take to get your first book published?
Once I pursued publication as a career goal, it took me about 6 years and three finished manuscripts.

Do you do another job except for writing and can you tell us more about it?
I'm an elementary school teacher. I mainly teach in a severely handicap classroom. It's a tremendous joy for me to be able to support these children anyway I can. 

What is the name of your latest book, and if you had to summarize it in less than 20 words what would you say?

Enemy's Kiss: It's a Regency Romance, where Jane Austin meets Mission Impossible.

How long does it usually take you to write a book, from the original idea to finishing writing it?
I am a slow writer. With my teaching job during the day and family at home, I have only the weekends to really focus on my writing. From start to finish, it usually takes me about a year. I am working on trying to get two books done in a year since I have a series coming out soon.

What can we expect from you in the future?  ie More books of the same genre? Books of a different genre?
I have a new series called Sinful Ladies of London Novel. It is a Regency Romance and 9 book series. The first book, Sinful Pleasures, will be out this fall. It has a fantastic, sexy alpha hero and a strong willed heroine who will let no one stand in her way of starting a school for fallen women. I promise it will be entertaining.

What made you decide to write that genre of book?
I've read historical romance since I was a freshman in high school. The first book I read I fell in love with the genre. It was a western historical romance set in Texas. I must have read it several times before I had enough money to buy another one. I just love the genre and can't get enough.

How long have you been writing?
I've been writing stories since I was in 5th grade in my history class, often day-dreaming about my alpha hero and heroines who love them.

Do you have a certain routine you have for writing? ie You listen to music, sit in a certain chair?
I will either read a chapter of my favorite book to get ideas flowing, or listen to some instrumentals music. Or both.  I love listening to Enya and/or violin music when I start writing. If I am having a really difficult time, I will often remove myself from the story and do something else. It usually helps to get my creative juices flowing.

Do you read all the reviews of your book/books?
I'm a debut author, so you can guess. I try not to, though. But I do appreciate all honest reviews of my book. I think it helps readers find new book and new authors.

Do you choose a title first, or write the book then choose the title?
For Enemy's Kiss, it went though several titles. It changes as I am writing it.

Do you decide on character traits (ie shy, quiet, tomboy girl) before writing the whole book or as you go along?
I pretty much know my main characters' trait before I write them. I know their back stories as it helps me to anchor the story and how these characters are going to react to certain situations in the plot.

Are there any hidden messages or morals contained in your books? (Morals as in like Aesops Fables type of "The moral of this story is..")
My stories have a family theme, or coming home stories and finding their roots.

Which format of book do you prefer, eBook, hardback, or paperback?
I simple LOVE paperback books and I like to read it in this format, although I will sometimes read books on my iPad.

Your favorite food is?
Thai, Korean, Chinese, Indian and Mexican

Your favorite color is?
Forest green

Your favorite Author is?
Gaelen Foley

And where can I find your book?
http://www.amazon.com/Enemys-Kiss-Kristi-Jun/dp/B00XLZ37NS/ref=sr_1_1_twi_2_kin?ie=UTF8&qid=1432496744&sr=8-1&keywords=kristi+jun

How can readers connect with you?
www.kristijun.com
www.facebook.com/kristijun
www.twitter.com/kristijunauthor 




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About the Author:

Kristi Jun resides in Southern California with an infinitely patient husband and a beautiful quirky son. If she isn't conjuring up another Happily Ever After, she can be found searching the web for all things English, watching reruns of Star Trek (new and old), Dr. Who, and Downton Abbey. She LOVES to hear from her readers!





Book Blast, Giveaway & Top Ten: Desire’s Anthem: A Rock ‘n’ Roll Romance by Samantha Egret

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Desire’s Anthem: A Rock ‘n’ Roll Romance
by Samantha Egret
 

Audience: Adult 18+ - Genre: Erotic Romance - Format: E-book and Paperback - Publisher: Chances Press, LLC www.chancespress.com - Cover by: Geronimo Quitoriano - Pages: 186 - ISBN: 978-0692345016 - ASIN: B00QHM0Q0O - Date Published: December 2014
 

 

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She's gonna rock his world...

Danny Ayres has always lived his life on his terms. As a marketing exec for a big-time record label, he never had to look far for a willing fling, and rarely gave repeat performances. When he falls for a once-in-a-lifetime woman, he knows that even he can't negotiate out of this deal. But when in the same week he loses his job and his proposal falls flat, he starts to wonder if he's lost his touch.

Hannah Mercury has always found comfort in the straightforward procedures of civil service, and has organized her suburban life to high standards. Recently estranged from her husband and vulnerable from a careless indiscretion, she knows it's wise to keep Danny at arms' length.

During a chance meeting at lunch, Danny strikes up a conversation with Hannah, and the two forge an unlikely friendship. But after a brief and unexpected encounter takes the two beyond the platonic and into the erotic, Hannah realizes just why Danny's only been successful at one-night stands. She makes a proposition to teach him, in way he never dreamed possible, what it takes to REALLY satisfy a woman sexually and win back his dream girl.

But can they satisfy their carnal desires without losing control of their hearts?

 

 

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“Wanna go to lunch again?” she asked.

Trying to keep his cool, Danny rolled back in his office chair. “On a Monday?”

Hannah laughed. “Come on, I’ve been waiting all weekend to see you.”

Danny tried to be as aloof as possible. “Okay, but it can’t take long.”

“We can pick one of the quickie spots in the Arts District,” resolved Hannah. “Besides, parking is free on that side of Downtown. See you at noon?”

Danny smiled at how determined she was. “Nooners it is.”

“No, sweetie—just lunch,” she said, and winked. He laughed. She sure did have a bit of the devil in her. It made her almost irresistible.

She was cool the whole way there. Not once did they talk about what happened last Friday at the bar—and after. Danny was starting to feel so at ease that he let his guard down. They talked about the final steps of getting the fire station built, and of some of Danny’s plans for marketing the Grand Opening. It was like old times, and Danny wondered whether Hannah had realized how far they’d gotten and decided to pull back, too.

Once they got to the Arts District and found parking, though, she turned toward him, placing her hand on his thigh. “I thought about you all weekend,” she said as she caressed it.

Danny laughed. “That’s no fun.”

Hannah let her hand move up. “Oh, but it was, Danny. I touched myself and thought of you. Of all the things I want you to do to me. I can’t come anymore without thinking of you.” She cupped his growing erection, and leaned over to kiss his neck.

“I’ve imagined doing a lot more to you, too. Many times.” He let her continue to kiss and bite his neck. “I wish we could run away together, just ditch work one day.”

Hannah took a break from her nibbling. “We could, you know. Just call me before I get off the train, and instead of taking the red line to work I’ll take it to Hollywood, and we can have a fun day together.” She settled back in the passenger seat. “Oh, Danny, why don’t we?”

He looked at her regrettably. “Come on, Hannah. You remember our deal. We can’t let this thing we have get in the way of our lives, and that includes our jobs. Our goals for success.”

She looked at him. “And then there’s that girl…”

“Akie,” he said. It felt awkward to say her name at that moment. Hannah hesitated. “I’m sorry, Hannah—I think maybe that was insensitive.”

“No—it’s just that…”

Danny raised an eyebrow. “Just that what?”

Hannah took a deep breath before speaking. “What if I could guarantee you that the next time you see Akie, she will never want to leave again?”



Top Ten Reading Spots:
1.       On a train to an exciting destination
2.       On the beach
3.       In my bed with my warm bedcovers surrounding me
4.       In a window nook with a beautiful view below
5.       On a terrace on a warm day with a glass of iced tea
6.       In a indie coffee house with interesting people passing by
7.       Under the tree of an urban park, midday
8.       In the lobby of an historic hotel, in front of the fireplace
9.       On a hammock on a lanai in Hawaii

10.   On the roof of my apartment building with a view of the City before me.



 

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about the author

Samantha Egret was born of a passion for writing and a desire to create an open dialog on female sexuality. Frustrated at the tendency of the media to portray females as necessarily sexually submissive and men as authorities on pleasing women, she set our to write a work of Erotica that defies this paradigm. After all, a woman is the foremost authority on her own body, not a man! In Desire's Anthem: A Rock 'N' Roll Romance, an established suburban mother not only awakens to her own desirability, but also teaches a known Lothario a thing or two about pleasing a woman. Samantha seeks to encourage women not only to assert themselves sexually, but to truly believe that they themselves are worthy sources of desire. Says Samantha: "A woman that not only embraces her sexuality but also knows she can BE the fantasy emanates a power and a confidence that is truly a force with which to be reckoned: and it's damn sexy to her partner, too!" Her ultimate goal: to help ALL women see the absolute fabulousness in themselves! Samantha resides in Downtown Los Angeles, among the high-rises and large-living, a graduate of the high-stakes world of public relations. Desire's Anthem is her first novel. www.samanthaegret.com

 

 

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Monday, June 1, 2015

Book Blast, Giveaway & Interview: Chausiku by Pamela E. Cash @chausikuseries






Chausiku
The Blood of the Clans
Book Three
Pamela E. Cash

Genre: Science Fiction, Teens and Young Adults

Date of Publication: January 10, 2015

ISBN: 978-0-9886164-4-8
ASIN: B00S39GIFQ

Number of pages: 273
Word Count: 67,000

Cover Artist: Christine Cartwright

Book Description:

The Amaru clan has attacked the Qiao clan. The Sakombi clan has a traitor in its midst and John is torn between his mother's clan and his father's clan.

Is it all about Chausiku or is there a new threat? One that she may not see coming.


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Excerpt:

Chassie punched in the code on the keypad lock, pushed the gate open and walked through it.  John closed the gate then turned around and smacked into her.  She had abruptly halted.
“What’s wrong?” he said leaning forward so that he could whisper into her ear.  His body intuitively tensed for an attack and he engaged his abilities to fight.
“Someone is watching us,” she whispered automatically engaging her own powers.  “I can feel it.”
He turned around, opened the gate and ran out to the sidewalk with her close on his heels.  “Where is he?” he said peering up and down the street.  He didn’t see anyone in the darkness.
“There!” she exclaimed pointing to the trees on her right.
Suddenly a man walked from behind a tree and stared directly at them.  The shadow from the tree continued to obscure his body so that they couldn’t see his face.
Chassie gasped putting her hand to her throat.  She was startled by his sudden appearance even though she had instinctively known that someone was watching her.  Her feet froze in place for a second and the man took off running down the street.
“Hey!” John shouted running after the man.  “Stop!  Come back here!”
The man already had a good head start and as he approached the end of the block, he turned his head to look at them over his shoulder then disappeared around the corner.  John was a half block behind the man but was gaining ground.  He had just reached the corner and turned when he suddenly felt nauseous.
“Ugh!” he said doubling over and clutching at his stomach.  He slowed to a jog then stopped and put his hands on his knees.  The nausea became so intense that he could no longer stand so he sank to his knees and put his hands on the ground for balance.
“John, what is it?  What’s wrong?” shouted Chassie catching up to him and wrapping her arms around his shoulders.  Her eyes darted down the street and she could see that the man was quickly fading from sight but she didn’t care.  She tried to help John stand but he couldn’t move.
“I feel so sick,” he said.  “Ugh!  I think I have to throw up.”  He inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly hoping that it would help the nausea subside.  He hung his head down and beads of sweat trickled down his forehead.  Chassie dropped to her knees beside him, reached into her purse and pulled out a tissue.
“You’re burning up!” she said wiping his forehead.  “I don’t understand how you got so sick so fast.  We need to get you to the house so that you can lie down.”
“No, wait,” he said tilting his head to the side to look at her and taking a few more deep breaths.  “I think the nausea is going away.”
“Do you think that you can stand?”
He nodded and planted one foot on the ground and paused a moment.  She reached out her hand to help him up but his eyes met hers as one corner of his mouth turned up into a sheepish smile.  He was slightly embarrassed that he had become so weak.  He stood straight up without her help and took the tissue out of her other hand.  He wiped the back of his neck and said, “Yeah, I’m fine now...that was strange.”
Her eyes narrowed as she looked at him skeptically.  She put the palm of her hand on his forehead.
“That was very strange,” she said.  “Your head feels cool again too.”
He grabbed her wrist to remove her hand from his head and said, “Come on, let see if we can still catch that guy.”
“Wait, John,” she said as he took a couple of steps down the street dragging her behind him.  He turned around looking frustrated.
“Chaz, he’s getting away.”
“He’s already gone, let it go…we’ll never catch up to him.”  She raised her eyebrows as a thought suddenly occurred to her.  “Although…you’re a Gale.  Why didn’t you engage that ability?”
His eyes widened in surprise.  It hadn’t occurred to him either.  He had completely forgotten his other ability.  “I—I don’t know…I guess I haven’t mastered controlling two abilities yet.”  He frowned and dropped her wrist.  Then he crouched down low in a runner’s stance, concentrated and said, “Stay here.  I’m going to see if I can find him.”
She grabbed his arm before he took off.  “Let it go, John.  You don’t know where to start looking.”
He hesitated, not quite ready to give up the chase.  The he stood up and peered down the street in the direction the man had run.  He saw nothing but houses and trees.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” he said shrugging his shoulders.  “He’s long gone by now.  Did you get a good look at the guy?  Did you recognize him?”
“I didn’t recognize him but I did get a good look at him.  He was tall...had black hair that came down to his shoulders...”  She paused unable to describe the man further.
“Is that all you can remember?” he said sarcastically.  “That’s not much help.”
“You know I’m not great at giving detailed descriptions,” she snapped putting her hands on her hips and frowning.  She didn’t appreciate his attitude!  “But I would know his face if I saw it again.”
“I’m sorry,” he said sliding his arm around her shoulders.  “I’m just pissed that the guy got away.”
Her face softened at his touch.  She knew that he didn’t mean for her to take it personally.
 “I know,” she said with a small smile, slipping her arm around his waist.  “Don’t worry...I’ll know when he comes back.  I’ll feel him.”
She gave him a hug then turned away and headed back to her house.  “Come on, let’s go inside.  I need to tell my grandmother about this.”  He didn’t immediately follow her.  He was still contemplating going after the man.  She looked over her shoulder at him as she walked and continued, “Do you need help walking?  I can float you into the house using my telekinesis–”
“No!  Really…I’m fine now,” he said shaking his head sharply.  He still didn’t like her moving him around like a rag doll.  He jogged a few steps to catch up with her and said, “Let’s go.”
When they reached the gate, Chassie entered the code again then John pushed it open and held it for her to walk through.  As she passed him, he tilted his head to look around her shoulder and took one more futile glance down the street...even though he knew that the man would be nowhere in sight.
“John...” said Chassie without turning to look at him.
He shrugged and followed her to the house.

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Did you always wanted to be a writer? If not what did you want to be?
I’m also a lawyer.  I don’t think a person is limited to one passion in life.  I have a few passions that I try to fit into my life.
When did you first consider yourself a “writer”?
I don’t think in terms of titles.  There are stories in my head so I write them down.
How long did it take to get your first book published?
A year.
Do you do another job except for writing and can you tell us more about it?
I’m a real estate lawyer.  I primarily close affordable housing deals.
What is the name of your latest book, and if you had to summarize it in less than 20 words what would you say?
Chausiku: The Blood of the Clans Book Three.  The Amaru clan has attacked the Qiao clan. The Sakombi clan has a traitor in its midst and John is torn between his mother's clan and his father's clan. Is it all about Chausiku or is there a new threat?
Who is your publisher? Or do you self-publish?
I self-publish.
How long does it usually take you to write a book, from the original idea to finishing writing it?
6 months to a year.
What can we expect from you in the future?  ie More books of the same genre? Books of a different genre?
I’m working on Chausiku Book Four.  I won’t spoil the story if I tell you that Book Three ends with a cliffhanger. I’m excited that some readers are waiting for Book Four so I’m trying to get it out as soon as possible.
What genre would you place your books into?
Young Adult Science Fiction.
What made you decide to write that genre of book?
I have always been a supernatural geek but I found that diversity was lacking in the stories that were published.  The Chausiku story has been in my head for years so I decided to put the saga on paper.
Do you have a favorite character from your books? And why are they your favorite?
Chausiku, of course!  Kang and Huan-yue are also my favorites.
How long have you been writing?, and who or what inspired you to write?
I started writing short stories in elementary school.  My daughter inspired me to write the Chausiku series.
Do you have a certain routine you have for writing? ie You listen to music, sit in a certain chair?
No, I don’t have a routine.  I just write.
Do you read all the reviews of your book/books?
Maybe not all but most.
Do you choose a title first, or write the book then choose the title?
I choose a title after I write the book.
How do you come up with characters names and place names in your books?
I research the places and the names in the region.
Are character names and place names decided after their creation? Or do you pick a character/place name and then invent them?
The names are decided after the creation of the character.  Many of the names in my series have significant meanings.
Do you decide on character traits (ie shy, quiet, tomboy girl) before writing the whole book or as you go along?
A little bit of both.
Are there any hidden messages or morals contained in your books? (Morals as in like Aesops Fables type of "The moral of this story is..")
No.  The books are meant to be entertaining.
Which format of book do you prefer, eBook, hardback, or paperback?
I don’t have a preference.  I read all formats.
What is your favorite book and Why?  Have you read it more than once?
I really don’t have a favorite book. 
Do you think books transfer to movies well? Which is you favorite/worst book to movie transfer?
The director and screenwriter really make the difference in transferring a book into a movie.  My favorite transfer was Harry Potter.  The worst was Beautiful Creatures in my opinion.
Your favorite food is?
Seafood!
Your favorite singer/group is?
I have a very diverse taste in music so way too many great singers/groups to name just one.
Your favorite color is?
My favorite colors are Pink and Green!  My sorority sisters will know why.
Your favorite Author is?

I also don’t have a favorite author.  I love books in many different genres.



About the Author:

Pamela E. Cash lives in Chicago with her family.  Her daughter inspired her to write the Chausiku Series.




Book Blast & Giveaway: Voracious Vixens Box Set

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BOOK INFORMATION

TITLE – Voracious Vixens (13 Novels of Sexy Horror & Hot Paranormal Romance)
AUTHOR – V.M Black, Mandy Lou Dowson, Leanore Elliott, Eden Elsworth, Marissa Farrar, Carole Gill, Travis Luedke, A.K Michaels, Simon Oneill, Charity Parkerson, Lola St. Vil, A.R. Von, Ashen White
GENRE – Paranormal/Horror Romance
PUBLICATION DATE – July 6. 2015
COVER ARTIST – Sassy Queens of Design
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BOOK SYNOPSIS

Available at $0.99 for limited period are these thirteen paranormal novels and novellas of Voracious Vixens in one collection! Satisfaction guaranteed from New York Times & Amazon bestselling authors. Discover these supernatural females as they battle for supremacy in alpha-dominated worlds. Sexy, sultry, and strong, these women make formidable allies and dangerous foes.



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V.M Black - New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author currently working exclusively in the Aethereal Bonds world.

Mandy Lou Dowson -Mandy started reading at quite a young age and her appetite for the written word has only increased with time.

Leanore Elliott - "Leanore is a multi-genre Author, cover designer and editor...A dreamer who helps others make their dreams become a reality...

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New Release: The Day The World Ended – Skin # 1 by K.C. Finn @humblequill

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The Day The World Ended – Skin # 1
by K.C. Finn
 
Audience: Young Adult - Genre: Zombie Horror - Format: E-book and Paperback - Publisher: K.C. Finn - Cover by: K.C. Finn Cover Design - Pages: 132 - ISBN: 978-1508983989 - ASIN: B00V0Y6M98 - Date Published: 31st May 2015
 
 
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Thirteen-year-old Cherie starts her day on April 3rd like any other Saturday. Shopping, fun and friends are on the agenda, with only one slight alteration:

April 3rd is the day that the end of the world arrives.

Mysterious creatures known only as the Skins have been lurking in remote parts of the countryside, and April 3rd is the day that the Skins arrive in the big city for all to see. What follows is a horrifying discovery of what the creatures really are, and what that means for the future of the human race. Cherie is caught in the middle of the apocalypse with one mission in mind: to help her horrifyingly injured best friend find help. Her journey takes her to dark and gruesome places, where isolation, panic and death await.

Cherie will have to find strength within her fears to survive The Day The World Ended.
The much-anticipated horror series debut of Amazon bestselling author K.C. Finn has arrived. The Day The World Ended is a young adult horror novella, and the exciting prequel to full novel The Skin Revolt, releasing August 2015. Recommended for readers aged fourteen and above due to tense scenes, gore and violence.
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To my distress, the news was on the wall-mounted TV here too, and it seemed now that the simultaneous sightings in Brecon and Pembrokeshire were not the only ones to have happened. This time, the report was focusing on a little town that I vaguely recognised, where a long, lumpy thing was lying in the middle of the road, covered by a sheet. Cariad had her back to the telly and she was totally engrossed in her phone. I’m not sure I could have alerted her to what was on the screen if I’d wanted to, for I was so transfixed by the sight of the mysterious covered lump in the road. It was only an animal, that’s what the Government had told us. Why was everyone so afraid to even try to move it? Bright yellow subtitles delivered broken chunks of what the reporter was saying.
THE PEOPLE OF SOUTH WALES CLAIM THAT THIS IS THEIR WORST NIGHTMARE REALISED. A SKIN HAS BEEN DISCOVERED IN THE BUSTLING CENTRE OF SWANSEA TOWN. THE CREATURE WAS ATTACKED AND KILLED BY MR GWYLL POWELL, WHO IS NOW BEING DETAINED BY LOCAL AUTHORITIES.
The subtitles must have been a few seconds behind the pictures, because suddenly the lump in the road was gone, and a sobbing woman was talking.
WE GO NOW TO MRS POWELL, WHO WITNESSED HER HUSBAND’S ACTIONS.
In an effort to catch up with themselves, the yellow words became a sudden scramble of letters. What replaced them was green text, part of what the crying woman was telling the reporter. I watched the tears streak down the lady’s pale face, and a shiver ran through me as the subtitles rolled on.
- AND I REMEMBER ITS SKIN. NO WONDER THE POLICE CALL THEM SKINS. IT HANGS ON THE THING’S BONES LIKE IT’S READY TO FALL OFF. PALE AND SEE-THROUGH, JUST LIKE A GHOST.
A loud clatter made me jump, and I nearly had a tray full of tea and cakes spilled over me. Cariad’s mum gave me a panicked look as she set down our snacks. She put a hand to my brow, and it took me a moment to remember where I was. Everything was normal in that little tea shop. Everything was safe there.
“Sorry I frightened you, Cherie love,” she said kindly. “Are you feeling all right?”
“Yes,” I stammered. “Sorry, Mrs Thomas.”
“No matter then. You girls eat up and enjoy yourselves,” she replied.
Cariad had barely looked up from her phone the whole time her mother was there. Mrs Thomas flicked the lid of her daughter’s Yankees cap, and Cariad spared her a cheeky half-grin before her mum walked away. Whatever was happening on Cariad’s phone was far too important for her to stop and really look at her mother. I wish they had looked at each other, thinking back on that moment. I wish they had shared one last bright smile together.
If they had known that one of those faces would never see the other again, I’m sure that they would have paid a little more attention.
about the author

K. C. Finn was born and raised in Cardiff, South Wales, where her love for storytelling grew at a precociously young age. After developing the medical condition M.E. / C.F.S., Kim turned to writing to escape the pressures of disabled living, only to become hooked on the incredible world of publishing.

As an author for Clean Teen Publishing and Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly Press, Kim spends most of her time locked in the writing cave with an obscenely large mug of tea. When not writing, she can be found studying for her MA in Linguistics, watching classic British comedy, or concocting evil schemes in the secret laboratory in her attic.

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