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Something Down There by Nancy Wildrew

FEATURED BOOKCheck out this special feature from Something Down There by Nancy Widrew! SOMETHING DOWN THERENancy WidrewGenre: Psychological Thriller
Publisher: Azure Spider Publications
Publication Date: November 15, 2017)Not all caves are uninhabitedHorror erupts when newlyweds, Karen and Jeremy, cross paths with members of a diabolical cult inside a West Virginia cave. Living below the earth’s surface has triggered mutations, rendering the cult members nearly infertile. Their leader, a wild-eyed, cunning brute, refuses to let the couple leave, believing they and their potential offspring hold the key to surviving underground. Are Karen and Jeremy doomed to spend their lives inside this sunless, subterranean wasteland, or do they escape before their minds shatter and their bodies betray them?Add to Goodreads[Praise]- [Name], Goodreads ReviewerPurchase LinksAvailable now $3.99 only. Grab your copy today.Available on Amazon.comBlog Tour ScheduleOngoing till December 2, 2017.Get behind the scenes on Something Down There.Visit each stop daily and iscover more features, excerpts, reviews, interviews, fun facts and other extras.To check the latest schedule, visit the Something Down There Book Page at Book Unleashed. GiveawayWIN A PRINT COPY OF
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Contest runs from September 19 - November 15. Click here to enter.About Nancy Widrew
Nancy Widrew was born and raised in NYC before settling in New England with her husband. She has two grown children and two four-legged furry ones, always a source of amusement. She has had short stories published in webzines and a print anthology. This is her first novel.Follow Nancy Widrew on Twitter at https://twitter.com/nancywidrewIn partnership with Book Unleashed Blog Tours

Short Stories

Hey, just a reminder not to forget about the short stories I have out there. If you're sitting at a doctor's office, and we all know they NEVER take you on time, one of these will make the time go by faster. And be a lot more entertaining!

  Check them out here!

Kade by Deann Smallwood

FEATURED BOOK!! KADEDeAnn SmallwoodSeries: Wyoming Brothers Book 1
Genre: Contemporary Western Romance
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
Publication Date: September 13, 2017When the recently incarcerated Hope Jackson knocks on Kade McKune’s door, with three boxes of Girl Scout cookies in her hands, he has no clue his bitter, distrusting rancher’s world is about to be turned upside down.Lied to and taken to the cleaners by a beautiful blonde, Kade has learned a hard lesson and slams the door to any possibility of a woman in his life. Aren’t they all liars? And Hope, with her lie of omission about her background, unknowingly fits that description.Kade isn’t about to give her a chance to win his love and to convince him of her innocence. His beloved Double K ranch is doing just fine with the help of his seventy-eight-year-old Gran—the only woman he can trust. He sure doesn’t need Hope Jackson, a recently returned brother and baby girl, and three abused boys complicating things and resurrecting feelings long dead.Add to GoodreadsEnter Praise1- Enter Praise1AuthorEnter Praise2- Enter Praise2AuthorEnter Praise3- Enter Praise3AuthorPurchase LinksAvailable now for $3.99 only. Grab your copy today.Available on Amazon.comBook ExcerptTake an inside look at Kade with this thrilling excerpt.Chapter 1Kade leaned his lanky body against the barn door and scowled out at the drizzle melting into the already soaked earth. The alfalfa field in the distance was obscured by mist. He narrowed his eyes and leaned forward as if the extra few inches would help him peer through the gloom. A fat raindrop bouncing off his black felt hat was his reward. Ducking back, he muttered an obscenity. The rain was needed; there was no doubt about it, but he resented the time stolen from him. Raking, tilling, planting, cleaning irrigation ditches, branding, moving cattle, and all the other myriad jobs were piling up. Work—a jealous mistress—tapped her foot impatiently. “Waiting for me ‘cause there sure as hell isn’t anyone else standing in line to share the load.” The corners of his mouth tipped up at the rare indulgence of self-pity. “Well,” he said belligerently, “it’s the truth.” Voicing the fact made him feel justified and maybe just a bit better. Maybe. One of the horses leaned his head out of the stall and nickered. Then, emphasizing the point, pawed the packed straw. Kade registered the impatient sound and ignored it. Something he rarely did. King could wait. He and the other horses filling the stalls wouldn’t starve until he pitched a forkful of hay to them. Spoiled. They were all spoiled. But he wouldn’t have it any other way. They were his babies—his family. Although Gran and his two brothers might disagree. The scowl deepened the hard planes of his face—a face that wore the seasons of the ever-changing, fickle, Wyoming weather. Fine lines creased the corners of his eyes. His skin was permanently tanned, courtesy of the high mountain sun and snow- whipping winds. And in unguarded moments, furrows of worry wrinkled his brow. Responsibility hung heavy on those wide shoulders. His eyes ranged from cold, unreadable blue to deep cobalt, the color of the summer sky. They could look through you with a bone-chilling gaze or make you want to bask in their penetrating warmth. Rarely, though, did they reflect what he was thinking. He kept his thoughts private. The only exception being unguarded moments when they lovingly roamed the open spaces and land that surrounded and made up the Double K Ranch. The name always brought a weak smile to his thin lips. The Double K was named by his parents Kurt and Kandy McKune. Then they had him, and with their zany zest for life and optimistic personalities, named him Kade. In time, it was to become The Triple K. However, time is a tease and doesn’t march to any drummer but its own. Hard work, treacherous seasons, and the mind-numbing vagaries of ranch life contributed to tarnishing his parents’ optimism. Thus, when his brothers, Declan and Morgan, were born, they received names that sprouted from their mother’s love of reading and the fictional characters that captured her imagination sometime during the nine months she carried them. They were also as different from Kade as their names.GiveawayWIN $25 GIFT CARD AND MORE Prizes up for grabs:$25 Amazon Gift Card
Kade by DeAnn Smallwood (Print copy)Hurry! Join now!Contest runs from November 29 - December 5, 2017.a Rafflecopter giveawayAbout DeAnn Smallwood
DeAnn Smallwood lives in Colorado with her husband and their two Yorkies, Stormy and Eli. She is a native of Colorado but has lived in Montana and Wyoming. Her greatest pleasure next to writing is having her books read and enjoyed. Be sure to check out books written under her pen name: D.M. Woods. There you'll find her first two novels in the "Death" series of romantic/thrillers: Death Crosses The Finish Line & Death Is A Habit. She currently has seven western historical romances published and two contemporary westerns. Her third and new contemporary western, the first book of three in The Wyoming Brothers Series, titled KADE has just been released. DeAnn is working on the second book in this series titled: DECLAN. DeAnn says there are many more books just waiting to be written and shared.Official website: http://www.deannsmallwood.com/Connect with DeAnn Smallwood on social media:Facebook | Goodreads Author Page | Amazon Author PageIn partnership with Book Unleashed Blog Tours

Had to Share This

This is so darn cute!

Who Went Shopping on Black Friday?

Had a great Thanksgiving Day with the family! We had a full house, too. My little turkey was stripped bare but we had a ton of sides so no one left hungry. Ate too much, who doesn't? And now we're working on the left overs.

Did anyone go shopping on Black Friday? I didn't leave the comfort of my chair and did plenty of shopping on line. My daughter and son-in-law went out but they weren't gone for very long. The grandkids spent the night over at their other grandma's for the very first time which made the house way too quiet. I actually missed them! lol

Freebie Friday

Logan was thinking about how close he’d come to making that decision when a small sound penetrated his silent musings. He was resting against the edge of the pool, water lapping around his neck. He turned his head enough to see someone doing the very thing he’d done a few minutes earlier, only with a little more grace. Damn, all he’d wanted was a nice quiet swim alone. Maybe with a little luck they’d never notice he was there in the shadows. He remained quiet.

It was too dark to see who it was but once they stepped into the moonlight and dropped their towel Logan got a clear view of a slim form and jutting breasts. As the woman continued to the deep end he sucked in his breath, his heart literally ceased beating. Without hesitation she reached behind her to undo her bikini top, letting it float to the pool deck before shimmying out of her bottoms with enough hip action to make a belly dancer jealous. She stepped up onto the diving board, and for a moment she was suspended in a slim ray of moonlight.

He released a low whistle between his teeth, realizing at that moment the seductive nymph he was ogling was none other than Margaret’s granddaughter, Libby. He tried to swallow, almost choking on his tongue. Her form was willowy slim yet had all the right curves to tempt a man into losing his mind. Her long hair hid her breasts from his view, stopping just short of her belly button. The lower half of her body was hidden in the shadows. The fact he couldn’t see her clearly didn’t stop his cock from swelling.


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His body didn’t have any trouble recalling what her luscious bottom felt like against it. What her breasts had felt like smashed against his chest. His mouth ached to taste hers. Then suddenly she raised her arms and flipped that fiery mane behind her shoulders before diving gracefully into the cool water. It was the sound of her hitting the water that broke the spell Logan was in, and for the first time in what seemed a lifetime he sucked in air.

Damn! His hand moved down his body to adjust his boxer style swimsuit, but the wet material wouldn’t cooperate. It clung to his tingling shaft like a glove. He couldn’t remember getting a full-blown hard-on so fast. His gaze remained fixed on the water in front of him, wondering where Libby would appear. She surfaced about halfway in the middle, running her hands over her face to brush the hair out of her eyes. Logan was mildly surprised she hadn’t spotted him yet. Maybe she had a lot on her mind. He watched her wade to the other side of the pool, where a large tree grew close to the deck. For a moment she disappeared in the dark shadows it cast upon the water. His eyes narrowed, adjusting against the darkness until he could make her out again. He watched as she hoisted herself out of the water and headed back to the diving board.

This time when Libby stepped into the moonbeam Logan clearly saw everything the lady had to offer. Her hair was wet and slick, sticking to her body. He took in her lissome figure again, her shapely breasts and slim waist, the graceful curve of her hips and long, lithe legs. His eyes finally narrowed on the tuff of hair covering her mound. His shaft responded by throbbing painfully, hungry to slip inside her warm body. He had no doubt she’d sheathe him in tight, wet heat.

Hot.

As she dove a second time, Logan slowly waded forward until he knew he was in the moonlight when she surfaced. He sensed Libby’s awareness of him long before he heard her soft gasp of surprise.

“Oh my God!” She exclaimed. “I thought I was alone!”

Happy Thanksgiving!

I can't believe it's here! If you're traveling, stay safe. Enjoy the day with your family and friends. Watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade.You have my permission to gorge yourselves in all the wonderful holiday goodness placed on your Thanksgiving table.

Master Me, Please by BJ Wane

NEW BOOK RELEASE!!from bestselling author BJ Wane MASTER ME, PLEASEBJ WaneSeries: Miami Masters Book 2
Genre: Erotic Romance, Suspense
Publisher: Blushing Books
Publication Date: November 10, 2017He gambles everything to help the one woman he should stay away from. When the truth comes out, will her feelings be strong enough to forgive him, or did he gamble everything only to lose it all in the end?Krista Matthews thought nothing could be harder than losing her husband and Master to suicide until the man he’d entrusted her care to left her also. By the time Dr. Dax Hayes returned from an overseas, volunteer medical tour, she thought she was over his deflection and ready to re-immerse herself in the BDSM world she needed and missed so much without his help. One scene proved how wrong she was and after Master Dax’s timely rescue, she agrees to let him tutor her back into the lifestyle. She hadn’t counted on her growing feelings for the strict Dom or his refusal to take her over completely, like she craved.Dr. Dax Hayes fell for Krista Matthews the minute he looked into her blue eyes and saw the sated, content look she shared with her husband, Dr. Kurt Matthews. He managed to keep his feelings and lust under control until his friend and colleague asked him to join him in gifting Krista with a menage for her birthday. Knowing it was a mistake, but unable to resist, Dax succumbs to the temptation of this one-time scene, never realizing where it would lead. A year later, after sealing his fate with a questionable act, he flees on a guilt trip only to return and discover nothing had changed-he still wanted Krista Matthews with an ache that wouldn’t be assuaged by anyone else.Unable to resist stepping in when she gets herself in trouble, Dax again gives in to temptation and aids the one woman he can never have back into the lifestyle her submissive nature needed. When Krista learns the truth, will her feelings be strong enough to forgive him, or did he gamble everything only to lose it all in the end?DISCLAIMER: This book is intended for adults only. It contains elements of power exchange, BDSM, including explicit sexual scenes and anal play. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.Add to GoodreadsAnother amazing story by Ms. Wane! It's the second in the series, but a standalone. It's filled with loss, pain, angst, as well as, sexiness, tenderness, and a whole lot of great story!!- Anna, Goodreads ReviewerWell-written, original BDSM novel. BJ Wane has a wonderful way of developing believable characters and storylines.- Rhonda, Goodreads ReviewerPurchase LinksAvailable on Amazon.comAn Excerpt from the BookTake an inside look at Master Me, Please. Read this sizzling excerpt from the book.“Why didn’t you stop?” Dax growled at the other man, each of them positioned at Krista’s sides and reaching to undo the cuffs.“I didn’t hear her,” he snapped in defense, his posture as rigid and unapologetic as his icy tone. “She should’ve spoken up louder.”Dax snapped his mouth shut and turned his attention to Krista’s shaken, perspiration damp body as she collapsed into his arms. Regardless of the less than favorable circumstances and his guilt, it felt damn good to feel the press of her soft, lush curves again. Lust joined his rage, the two volatile emotions a bad combination when they revolved around her. Wrapping one arm around her slender shoulders, he allowed her to bury her face in his shoulder for now as he reached for the clothes the Dom handed out. “My apologies.”Nodding, Dax watched the man stalk off without a backward glance and gritted his teeth against the urge to snap at him again. His indifference to Krista’s struggles proved what an asinine Dom he was, but nothing else. He sure as hell didn’t intend to call him back to fulfill his duties and take care of his sub. That job just landed in his arms, and he wouldn’t turn away from it this time like he had after Kurt’s death. Temporarily, for good or bad, she’d just become his to see to, at least for now. “Get dressed. We’re leaving.”Other Books by BJ Wane@media screen and (max-width: 600px){ #other-books-table {width:100%;} #other-books-table tbody td {display: block;} }BOUND AND SAVEDSeries: Miami Masters Book 1Don’t miss the exciting intro into this series, Bound and Saved, while it’s still on sale for $2.99. Zach and Sandie’s story is just as emotional and erotic as Master Me, Please, with a touch of suspense tossed in.Buy Links: Amazon.com"A Smashing Debut to the Series! One of those books that you just can’t put down!"
- Knotty Girl Sandie, Goodreads reviewer"Ms. Wane knows just how to pull at your heartstrings while delivering on both suspense and hot scenes! I loved this book..."
- Dani, Goodreads reviewerGiveawayWIN $25 GIFT CARD AND MOREPrizes up for grabs:
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3 Winners's choice of eBook from BJ Wane's backlistContest runs from November 17 - 23, 2017.a Rafflecopter giveawayAbout BJ WaneI live in the Midwest with my husband and our two dogs. I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles. We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I much prefer being homebody. I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic romance with an emphasis on spanking. My favorite genre to read is Romantic Suspense.BJ Wane can be contacted at bjwane@cox.netOfficial website: http://bjwane.blogspot.com/Connect with BJ Wane on social media:Facebook | Twitter | GoodreadsIn partnership with Book Unleashed Blog Tours

Homemade Dressing

I post my homemade dressing recipe every year. Forty years ago my mother-in-law taught me how to make this and it's a Thanksgiving Day staple ever since. Enjoy!

Silent Meridian

*** SPECIAL 20% PROMOTION ***Get a whopping 20% off the regular price of Silent Meridian, a thrilling fantasy novel by Elizabeth Crowens. Check it out now. SILENT MERIDIANElizabeth CrowensSeries: The Time Traveler Professor Book 1
Genre: Speculative Fiction, Gaslight Fantasy, Alternative History
Publisher: MX Publishing
Publication Date: May 15, 2016A 19th century "X" Files meets H.G. Wells's "Time Machine" featuring Arthur Conan Doyle and partnerSir Arthur Conan Doyle is obsessed with a legendary red book. Its peculiar stories have come to life, and rumors claim that it has rewritten its own endings. Convinced that possessing this book will help him write his ever-popular Sherlock Holmes stories, he takes on an unlikely partner, John Patrick Scott, known to most as a concert musician and paranormal investigator. Although in his humble opinion, Scott considers himself more of an ethereal archeologist and a time traveler professor.Together they explore lost worlds and excavate realms beyond the knowledge of historians when they go back in time to find it. But everything backfires, and their friendship is tested to the limits. Both discover that karmic ties and unconscionable crimes have followed them like ghosts from the past, wreaking havoc on the present and possibly the future.SILENT MERIDIAN reveals the alternate histories of Conan Doyle, H.G. Wells, Houdini, Jung and other luminaries in the secret diaries of a new kind of Doctor Watson, John Patrick Scott, in an X Files for the 19th century. Stay tuned for A Pocketful of Lodestones; book two in the Time Traveler Professor series by Elizabeth Crowens.SPECIAL PROMOTION !!Get 20% off your purchase of Silent Meridian! Promo valid till Christmas.Promo Price: $13.56 (Original: $16.95)Use coupon code: silentAvailable at: Sherlock Holmes BooksBook ExcerptTake an inside look at Silent Meridian with this thrilling excerpt!Edinburgh, 1898Scotland was just barely crawling its way out of the nineteenth century. I was a naïve, but ambitious student studying music at the University of Edinburgh hurrying over to meet Arthur Conan Doyle, the man who would change my life forever.“John Patrick Scott, sir,” I said as I approached Mr. Doyle, who was already seated at a back corner table where he hoped he wouldn’t be recognized. He had picked the Deacon Brodie, the pub that inspired the Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.I extended my hand to greet him and removed my rain-soaked hat, while my overcoat slipped out of my hands and fell on the floor by accident. It was still hard to believe that good fortune had finally brought us together, but we were both nervous.“The pleasure is all mine.” Doyle responded like a father to his son.“Mr. Conan Doyle, or should I call you Doctor Doyle?” I said unsure how to address him.Doyle scrutinized me from top to bottom as he signaled the waiter. “John, call me Arthur,” he said casually, ignoring the tension I couldn’t control.“Sir, I’m so honored that you agreed to discuss this matter. Perhaps you can enlighten me in a way that I’ve failed to comprehend.”I wanted to ask him about my unusual turn of events straight away but he caught me off guard and was dead set on pulling me into the swift current of an unexpected conversation.“Can I assume you believe in the transmigration of souls?” he asked.“Until now, I haven’t given it a lot of thought,” I said, unsure as to which direction he was leading.“Did you ever read those books about that Swiss doctor who felt his body and soul had been taken over by a Benedictine monk? That presented a curious case. He claims that he was approached by the spirit of an elderly monk before he died, and that the monk needed to rent his body to continue his spiritual mission.”“Rent?” I choked in disbelief.“We truly don’t take anything with us when we pass on, do we? This monk knew that he was dying, and therefore had to replace his physical body with something more youthful and vital.”“That’s incredible. It debunks the theory that you have to die and be reborn as an infant to carry on your spirit,” I said.Mr. Doyle had the tinge of excitement in his voice.“John, here’s another instance. I’ve had my suspicions about a famous musician who had an obsession about a notorious and controversial mystic. You’d surmise by his overwhelming attraction to that person that he might’ve been him in a previous lifetime, but facts were clear that he was born three years before the mystic died. My understanding is that the mystic knew he didn’t have long in his present incarnation. Therefore he made plans for some sort of partial soul transference while he was still alive to imprint his essence upon the child. That would’ve allowed him to carry on and accomplish unfinished business that couldn’t have been executed otherwise. Essentially he had the ability of being two places at once.”“Sounds more like Spiritualism,” I replied.“Honestly, John, I don’t think there are any steadfast rules when it comes to this matter. That’s what makes it so intriguing.”I sensed he had a secret agenda.Doyle reloaded his churchwarden pipe with fresh tobacco and continued, “This is not at all like anything you’ve ever read from H.G. Wells or Jules Verne. We’re poking holes in every treatise written on the subject— the idea of being able to reincarnate a part of yourself while you are still alive into another soul.”Our conversation was quickly becoming like a speeding train ready to jump the tracks. Realizing this, Doyle slowed down the pace and took a deep breath. He carefully composed his next statement.“Fiction it may seem to be but it’s not hocus pocus. Don’t you also find it strange that you somehow found yourself initiated into a mystical order on a commuter train bound from London to Edinburgh when the instigators kept on mistaking you for me? There are no accidents.”About Elizabeth Crowens
Elizabeth Crowens is the pen name author of SILENT MERIDIAN, an alternate history/ 19th century “X Files” alternate history novel published by MX Publishing in London. Recently she won First Prize in Chanticleer Review's Goethe Award for Turn-of-the-Century Historical Fiction, is on the short list of finalists for Chanticleer’s 2016 Cygnus Awards for Speculative Fiction, Paranormal and the Ozma Award for Fantasy Fiction and received an Honorable Mention in Glimmer Train’s fiction short story contest for Emerging Writers. She has also published a variety of non-fiction articles and is currently writing a column called The Poison Apple in the World Fantasy and Alfie Award-winning publication, BlackGate.com. Recently, she participated on panels at The World Fantasy Convention, MidAmericon II/Worldcon, Lunacon, Heliosphere, the Writer's Digest Conference, Queens Book Festival, Philcon and was also interviewed for the radio show, Hour of the Wolf. A Pocketful of Lodestones, the sequel to Silent Meridian is awaiting a publication date. Current work-in-progress is Dear Mr. Hitchcock, a psychological/domestic suspense novel/series.A 15-year veteran of the film industry in Hollywood, she’s also an alumnus of Algonkian workshops and the Gotham Writer’s Workshop and a member of the Horror Writers Association, Historical Writers of America and Mystery Writers of America. An active Sherlockian, she’s lectured on Arthur Conan Doyle, belongs to several Sherlockian scions, and is an independent scholar on Eastern and Western mysticism and Jungian psychology. A blackbelt in martial arts, she’s lived in Japan. Currently, she lives in New York City.Official website: http://www.elizabethcrowens.comConnect with Elizabeth Crowens on social media:Facebook | TwitterIn partnership with Book Unleashed Blog Tours