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Announcing a new Release! Breaking Free by Brandy L Rivers. Adult Paranormal Romance

BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – Breaking Free SERIES – Others of Edenton AUTHOR – Brandy L Rivers GENRE – Adult Paranormal Romance PUBLICATION DATE – 6-10-14 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 67k PUBLISHER – Brandy L Rivers COVER ARTIST – Brandy L Rivers

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They say that dreams can come true, but as a dreamwalker, Devlin had yet to experience anything but nightmares. Then again, the druid had been held by sadistic vampires and dark mages for twenty years, forced to do their bidding. Newly escaped, he stumbles upon a dreamrealm where he can’t resist a little werewolf.Jamie just wants someone to call her own. She feels like she’s been waiting for an awfully long time, when a man who teases her memory begins to visit her while she’s dreaming. From the moment she feels his turmoil, she’s drawn in, wanting nothing more than to heal his broken soul.Before Devlin can decide what to do, he has to make a trip to Edenton. His first goal is to make sure someone who can’t remember him is safe and happy. The little werewolf of his dreams happens to live there, and she’s even more irresistible in real life.When you’ve been taught all your life to run, what will make you change? Can Jamie convince her mate to stay and fight? Will he risk everything to have what he needs? Or run to save them all?

The moon shone bright over a crystal clear lake. Thousands of stars were reflected, like floating diamonds sparkling. The breeze blew gently through red cedar, pine, and maple. The clean mountain air reminded him of camping with his family when he was a boy. It had been so long since he had the liberty, and desire, to enjoy nature. The water called to Devlin. Carefully, without a sound, he pulled the clothes from his body and placed them on the stump beside him. With a slow breath, he walked into the gentle ripples, creating larger crests of his own. Warm water greeted him. He dove under, swimming deeper. A splash caught Devlin’s attention. He broke the surface to find nothing, and no one. Closing his eyes, he reached out with his senses. A lone werewolf was close. Panic flared through him, and he started for the shore, but a woman surfaced before him. A slow smile spread on her face when he flailed back, splashing her in his surprise. “Your heart’s pounding.” Amusement sparkled in her pale blue topaz eyes as she placed one small hand over his chest. Warmth washed through him offering a calm he couldn’t remember ever feeling. Yet, he was terrified the Dales were tracking him. A dream, nothing more than a dream. They can’t find me, he reminded himself. “You startled me,” Devlin replied. “Hmm.” Her foot brushed against his calf, sending a shiver through his entire body. She tapped her finger to her chin. “You remind me of someone, but I can’t figure out who.” Intrigued, and certainly heading toward aroused, he asked, “What makes you say that?” One corner of her shiny pink mouth lifted impishly. “Don’t know, but you do.” Her voice had taken on a husky purr which effectively made his blood pump faster. A dream, just a dream, he told himself. Then he did something bold, something he hadn’t done in so long he was sure he’d fail, even in a fantasy. “What’s a sweet little wolf like you doing out here all alone?” Her giggle was melodic as her already dazzling eyes lit up. “Looking for love in all the wrong places.” As if on cue, his resistance broke. Her tiny waist fit perfectly in his hands, her hips flared in a way that made him groan. Devlin propelled them closer to the shore, until his feet touched bottom. Before he could make his move, her legs locked around his hips and her fingers caressed up his shoulder and neck to delve into his hair. She grazed her lips over his. Afraid to take things too far, he slid his hands up her back, pressing her full breasts against his chest. Needing more of her taste, he deepened their kiss. Devlin felt more alive than he could remember. A dream, just a blasted dream, his brain chimed in. The knowledge didn’t stop him from sweeping his tongue into her mouth when she opened to him. Her body undulated in tune with his, and her heated core slid against his hardened length. The urge to bury himself in her was too much. Pulling back, he panted, “Your name? Need your name, Precious.” “Precious?” She licked her lips as she stared back at him with something like awe in her big blue eyes. He tipped his forehead to hers and breathed in her wild but seductive scent. “You’ve set me free of my old life. You’ve given me something to look forward to.” He didn’t know where the words came from, but he didn’t dare take them back. They felt right. “Jamie Abrams. You better come to me.” There was a command hidden in her sweet sassy voice, one he truly wanted to obey. “I’ll be waiting.” He nodded, rolling her name through his head like a fine wine over his tongue.

Brandy L Rivers is the author of the Others of Edenton Series. There are more Others of Edenton in the works. She is also working on the first couple books in the Others of Seattle series. As an avid reader, Brandy has always loved writing. She became serious about it as a stay-at-home-mother. She has a file full of manuscripts she plans to edit and put out there eventually. She lives in Western Washington with her husband and three kids, where she is already working on the future stories in the series.

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Book tour: Exodus 2022. Book Excerpt, Review and Great Giveaway...all on one post.

Title: EXODUS 2022Author: Kenneth G. BennettGenre: Sci-Fi Thriller (pre-apocalypse)Audience: NA/AdultRelease date: May 20th, 2014Publisher: Booktrope Publishing
Summary:Joe Stanton is in agony. Out of his mind over the death of his young daughter. Or so it seems.
Unable to contain his grief, Joe loses control in public, screaming his daughter’s name and causing a huge scene at a hotel on San Juan Island in Washington State. Thing is, Joe Stanton doesn’t have a daughter. Never did. And when the authorities arrive they blame the 28-year-old’s outburst on drugs.
What they don’t yet know is that others up and down the Pacific coast—from the Bering Sea to the Puget Sound—are suffering identical, always fatal mental breakdowns.

With the help of his girlfriend—the woman he loves and dreams of marrying—Joe struggles to unravel the meaning of the hallucination destroying his mind. As the couple begins to perceive its significance—and Joe’s role in a looming global calamity—they must also outwit a billionaire weapons contractor bent on exploiting Joe’s newfound understanding of the cosmos, and outlast the time bomb ticking in Joe’s brain. 
About the author
Kenneth G. Bennett is the author of the young adult novels, THE GAIA WARS and BATTLE FOR CASCADIA, and the new sci-fi thriller, EXODUS 2022. A wilderness enthusiast who loves backpacking, skiing and kayaking, Ken enjoys mysteries, science fiction, action adventure stories and, most especially, novels that explore the relationship between humans and the wild. He lives on an island in the Pacific Northwest with his wife and son and two hyperactive Australian Shepherds.THE GAIA WARS series was optioned for film by Identity Films, LA in 2012, and both GAIA and BATTLE have been featured as Top 100 Bestsellers in Teen Literature and Fiction on Amazon. Kirkus Reviews called THE GAIA WARS “A solid first entry of a promising, imaginative new young-adult fantasy series featuring a well-crafted character.”
ExcerptJoe awoke in the quiet darkness of his bedroom to find Ella sleeping peacefully beside him. He guessed it was the middle of the night but he felt alert. Aware. He remembered that he’d fallen asleep still dressed, with the lights on. And he remembered something sweeter: Ella helping him, gently, tenderly, out of his clothes and into the sheets. Ella leaning over him. Kissing him. Checking the cuts on his head.He lay still now, and his thoughts began to drift to the painful experiences of the previous days.No.Not gonna think about that now.Shoving his worries aside, he focused on a subject far more pleasant. One he found endlessly fascinating: Ella.He slid closer to her and curled against her back. Traced the smooth curve of her right hip with his fingers and kissed her gently on the neck. The rhythm of her breathing changed slightly but she didn’t wake.Joe lay there, intoxicated by the feel of her body and the delicious scent of her skin and hair—hair still damp from a shower. The woman was a dream. Beautiful. Smart. Athletic. Funny. He loved her for all of those things and for reasons far deeper. He couldn’t quite explain it, but in the ten months that they’d been together she’d somehow become a part of him. He needed to see Ella Tollefson every day like he needed air and light and water. Needed to touch her and hold her. Look into her mesmerizing green eyes. Hear her voice. Her laugh. He’d had other girlfriends. Been in other serious relationships. But he’d never experienced anything like this. And the fact that Ella seemed to feel the same way about him only added to his amazement.Joe lay there in the dark, thinking about a trait that had attracted him right from the start. Ella was strong and confident, gregarious and self-assured, no doubt. But her strength was balanced with a sweet vulnerability. A vulnerability tinged with sadness, tinged with loss. He hadn’t understood the sadness until weeks after their first encounter, and learning the full story had only made him love her more.I’m not the only one healing, he reminded himself, as he lay next to her in the dark. He listened to Ella breathing, and his mind went back to the day they’d met.

5 Star ReviewI have received the book from the author for an honest review. This is my first encounter with author Kenneth Bennett's work, and it will not be the last. His thought provoking, mind blowing writing had me glued to the book from the first page. Everything just flowed, paragraph into paragraph, sentence into sentence; one after the other as the story line becomes intriguing by the minute. Ever building as you delft deeper within the secrets of the book becoming more acquainted with the plot. Spellbound by the thoughts and actions of each character that appeared in each chapter, growing steadily to give you this great book. 
Who could have known that sea life could be so fascinating but yet complex as we discover the heart of the plot in the depths of the ocean. The humans mere vessels for the task at hand.  The great Exodus to save themselves from the acid waste buried within our seas, and oceans. Fighting back or rather taking back what men had stolen from them. I just loved Mia's character, getting to know her and her quest as she connect with humans in the most extra-ordinary ways. Opening herself to reveal her heart to Ella, Joe and Dr. Dieterlund. Stopping at nothing to find the people who could help her in her hour of need.
And the end, I didn't see it coming, but yet fitted perfectly within the book's composition. Fluently written it was perfect in its delivery and it took me a few moments to gather myself; thinking what if this really could happen? Each character's development uniquely blended with the plot, making it compelling; giving you a heart wrenching feeling as you walk with the two main characters; Joe and Mia. Getting to know them better. You are disgusted with the lengths people's greed could take them as they become a puppet of their own demons. The suspense filled moments when you think there simply cannot be any thing left with which Joe could be harassed, assaulted, damaged and tortured to get the demon's way; but then the author digs deeper and came up with more ways that turned your gut; thinking there is no way that this young man could endure more. 
A book I can whole heartily recommend to science fiction lovers; filled with scientific breakthroughs, geniuses and the unexpected twists that revealed more than you hoped for. People's endurance will once again captivate you as they are put to the test, knowing they can help. Using all resources to safe the day. 


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Thursday Nights (Charistown #1)

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Pain can leave even the strongest of people weak and hollow. But when fate brings two weak souls together, will the love they find mend the fragments that are barely holding them together, or will the weight of their past finally cause them to crumble?


Max DeLucca has spent seven years trying to forget the betrayal of his past. He lives his life from day to day never looking forward and never looking back. The walls around his heart keep anyone from getting too close and prevent him from feeling too much…until he meets her.


Her entire life, Janie Silver searched for the kind of love that wouldn’t leave her broken and more importantly, wouldn't leave her behind. She longs for a love that can heal the wounds of her past and give her the future she knows she deserves. She thought she was looking for something that just didn’t exist…until she meets him.


Danny’s on Main is where their story begins. A neighborhood bar where strangers become friends, friends become family and some … become lovers
… it all started on Thursday Nights

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Storm Front (Charistown #2)   BOOK BUB PROMO $.99   JUNE 8th - JUNE 11th
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The Darker the Storm, The Deeper the Pain...

Love knows no bounds when two people are destined to be together. One fights to maintain the distance; while the other battles to close the gap.

The Brighter the Light at the End…

Will they move forward together or finally close the last remaining door to their past?
It’s time for Ryan and Ashley to decide. But once that decision is made, there will be no going back…

Always Reach for the Light…

A Neighborhood bar where old wounds heal, friends become family, and some…become lovers…
Danny’s on Main is where their story continues… Where they all shelter each other during the…

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Breaking to Breathe (Charistown #3)  RELEASES JULY 10TH
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Two people so bent they can no longer stand tall... 

With his sexy looks, his seductive dirty talk, and his resident bad boy reputation,
Kyle Marx was the thrill-ride every woman wanted to experience…at least once.

And once is all he’d ever offer. 

Suffocating in his own personal hell, Kyle thought sex, booze, and drugs could numb the pain of his past 

Until an angel challenged him to fight…to feel

After living through a childhood that left her vulnerable and exposed, Cate Lockton mastered the art of blending in instead of standing out. She locked herself away to prevent more damage to her already fractured heart. She never imagined a man with a past more broken than her own would crash into her world and force her to let him in.

Their lives first collided on a stormy night. 

But Danny’s on Main is where they finally connected. A neighborhood bar where strangers become friends, friends become family and some become lovers, and where the strong learn that while you can bend to exist, sometimes you’ve gotta 
Break… so you can Breathe.


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Guest Post by April Minger why she wrote her book Altars of the Heart.

What Inspired Me To Write My Book?After doing the study on the altars in the bible and seeing the connection between them and the spiritual heart of man I was compelled to take my own journey of self-evaluation and self-discovery, and after allowing myself to go through the process I knew I had to share. I wanted to share what I had learned and what I was able to achieve in my own walk with the Lord.  I knew in that moment that I had to communicate what I had discovered and was now able to understand more clearly; if I wanted to experience a deeper relationship with God my heart was the key.  I was inspired to write this book, because I felt a deep obligation to encourage people to commit to taking their own journey of self-evaluation. It was my sincere hope that after reading ‘Altars of the Heart’, readers would have an honest heart conversation within themselves that would lead them on their path to deeper worship. I wanted to admonish the reader to discover their own truth about the condition of their heart. And then begin the process of purging what keeps them captive so that they can emerge victorious, and cultivate what allows them to draw closer to God in order for them to experience the greater life waiting for them in God. I wrote this book because I felt that I needed to have a way to communicate what I had discovered along my journey, which would not be subject to my own limitations in space and time. I needed to find a way for what I had learned to exceed me and somehow reach further than I could reach. I believed that what I had discovered was much more important than myself, and to keep it bound to only my abilities would mean I had mishandle what God had given to me. I wrote ‘Altars of the Heart’ because I felt it was one of the reasons I am here; it’s a part of my purpose.  


#WNLBOOKTOURS #APRILLMINGERPaperback: 104 pagesPublisher: Warrior For Christ Publishing (May 27, 2014)Language: EnglishISBN-10: 0990339505ISBN-13: 978-0990339502Book Title: Altars of the HeartGenre:  Christian Non-Fiction   
      About The AuthorApril Minger was born and raised in Springfield, Ohio. After graduating from high school, April joined the United States Air Force. April works in the Insurance and Health Care fields, and also has a Master’s degree in Business, graduating with honors, and is a member of the Alpha Beta Kappa Chapter of The National Honor Society. She currently resides in Fort Drum, New York, where her husband serves on active duty as a member of the United States Army. April and her husband of eighteen years have two children.
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Do events from your past continue to play over and over in your mind? Do you feel like your relationship with God is not where it should be? Are you looking for a deeper worship experience?If you answered yes to any of these questions, then I have some good news for you. The answer may seem far away, but it's actually much closer than you think.Altars of the Heart will take you on a journey to rediscover who you are and give you authentic tools to help you connect back to walking hand-in-hand with God through deeper worship.The knowledge and insight that you will gain from reading this book will take you to a life of newfound liberation from insecurities, fear, doubt, shame, and un-forgiveness. You will be encouraged to do an internal "heart" examination, to re-evaluate how you interact with others, make choices and worship the Lord. The Word of God specifically states in the book of Hosea 4:6, that my people are destroyed for a lack of knowledge. I issue a challenge to you to open this book, and allow your life to experience freedom from bondage and finally discover your path to deeper worship. Open this book, and let’s have a heart to heart conversation!
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April Minger, wife, mother, health care professional and author. She is a member of the Alpha Beta Kappa Chapter of The National Honor Society and has earned a Master’s degree in Business, graduating with honors. She currently resides in Fort Drum, New York, where her and her husband serves on active duty as a member of the United States Army. April and her husband of eighteen years have two children. She can be contacted at: http://www.warriorforchristpublishing...

Announcing a cover reveal for Lorhainne Eckhart's new Series: Walk the right road. Plus a chance to win.

BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – Walk the Right Road: The Complete Collection SERIES – Walk the Right Road AUTHOR – Lorhainne Eckhart GENRE – Mystery/Thriller – Romantic Suspense PUBLICATION DATE – February 2014 LENTH (Pages/# Words) - 900 PUBLISHER – Lorhainne Eckhart COVER ARTIST – Steven Novak


'A 2013 Readers Favorite Award Winner'  “There was not a human emotion I did not go through while reading this book. I will forewarn you, you will need a box of tissues and a punching bag while reading this dynamic tale.”-Romance Junkies “I loved every single book on this collection. Each story could be read individually but reading each book in order gave great perspective to the next. As I started this series one at a time I will give each book a separate review. But I will say here that I loved Eckhart's writing style and her ability to develop a cohesive story line around strong characters is refreshing! I am looking forward to reading more of her books.” – Reviewer, Cheryl “Lorhainne Eckhart is a master storyteller and this collection is a steal. It includes all of the books in the Walk the Right Road Series.” – JRA *Warning - This series is not for those looking for a light easy read. It is filled with rough language, sexual tension, and steamy hot romantic suspense! WALK THE RIGHT ROAD: The Complete Collection includes all the books in this sizzling suspense series. THE CHOICE: One woman. Two men. And a choice that could kill here. LOST AND FOUND: A hit and run. A deserted country road. A parents' worst nightmare. MERKABA: Everyone thought he was dead and that's how he needs it to stay. But the secretive dark haired beauty could ultimately be his undoing. BOUNTY: Most cops have a past. A past they can speak of. A past they can share. But not Diane... BLOWN AWAY: The Final Chapter: Imagine that the man who's been the source of all your misery shows up on your doorstep. Imagine this man wants your forgiveness for every bad thing he's done to you and your friends. Would you believe him?


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It was too quiet. Unnaturally quiet. The sort of unusual quiet that happens right after a big storm rips through. But there hadn’t been one—a storm, that is. This was just another sunny day, exactly like hundreds of other brisk autumn Fridays on this off-the-grid, rustic island of Las Seta in the Pacific Northwest. DEA Agent Sam Carre squinted from the blazing sun that brightened the calm blue sky as he walked out of the shade. From the edge of the old-growth forest, he glanced back into the heavy foliage to where he’d separated from his partner, Diane, two hundred yards back along the hidden fence line. This island was an absolute crown jewel to any logging company but a nightmare for Sam’s team. It provided too many hideouts, the wrong kind—the dangerous kind—along with the perfect cover for marijuana agriculture. Sam popped on his dark glasses and cut around three parked cars. He snagged his black jeans on some thorny bushes as he hurried toward the six solid sure-footed male agents in front of the wrought-iron gate protecting Lance Silver’s secure estate. “Nobody goes until I say so.” Sam kept his authoritative voice even and his charming grin hidden as he thought about slapping steel cuffs around Lance Silver’s wrists. Tonight they’d celebrate, because today they finally had all the proof they needed to bust Silver and lock him up for life. He was a dangerous and connected man who had, until now, controlled the highway of drugs flowing down the west coast across the country, with deep ties into South America. “What’s taking Diane so long? Can she even make it over the fence?” Agent Donaldson, a junior member on the team, pulled his ball cap over his prematurely balding head. He stood with Agents Craig, Daniels, Green, Mercer, and Winters. They were suited up in their Kevlar vests and dark glasses, weapons holstered and ready to go. Sam cursed under his breath. Donaldson was pushing it again. It’d only been five minutes since Sam’s partner, Diane Larsen, climbed the security fencing, leading four agents, two of them women, into the forest behind the house. And this was after she’d disarmed the wire triggering the alarm. Sam wasn’t in the mood to argue with the young agent who liked to challenge Diane’s authority. He undermined anything she did, which was absolute crap. Diane, the only woman on this team with a leadership role, worked ten times harder than any of these guys. She was kind hearted and respectful—yet capable of kicking ass when she had to. She’d been a rock for Sam when he needed a supportive friend to help him keep his head together. But since she’d fallen apart at the field office—the news her dad had died after accidentally mixing up his meds had hit her hard—she’d been getting all kinds of grief, especially from Donaldson. One incident, just one time, and it was all these tough-ass pricks could remember. Sam moved away from the gate and back into the shaded forest to see if he could spot Diane. “That kid’s really vying for Diane’s spot,” said Agent Green as he dogged Sam’s heels. He resembled a middle child, always trying to fit in, his round baby cheeks a contrast to his quarterback shoulders. “Yeah, well, he ain’t going to get it.” Sam crouched down. “Can’t see anything.” Green chuckled softly. “These damn renegades love this off-the-grid wilderness. It’s the perfect hideout. Nothing but a bunch of hippies, musicians, and artists live here.” Green spat on the ground a few inches from Sam’s black boots. “Hard for those families raising kids here, you’d think. No electricity, no stores.” Sam breathed in the clean air. “Sam, we’re inside,” Diane’s low, silky voice whispered over the radio. “Let’s go, let’s go.” Sam signaled the six men with him. Mercer stepped forward to cut the padlock with heavy bolt cutters. It broke, and he yanked the chain and tossed it to the ground. He and Green flung open the double gates. Sam jumped into the passenger side of the first car, and Donaldson climbed behind the wheel. As he slammed the door shut, Donaldson floored it. Craig, Daniels, and Winters followed in two cars behind, whipping up a trail of dust. Green and Mercer raced behind on foot. Two hundred feet up the long, narrow driveway, the two-story estate house appeared magically out of the secluded forest. It rivaled any mansion from the Old South, with a fancy porch, woodwork, and gardens on all sides. Nothing moved, not even a curtain shielding the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. Lance Silver had people, a lot of them. The place should have been buzzing right about now. Sam pulled the warrant from under his Kevlar vest. He flicked the holster of his Glock and ran his fingers through his short brown hair. His gut warned him something was wrong. Where was everyone? They shouldn’t have been able to drive in without creating mayhem. This had been too easy—and too easy meant a problem. “Shit!” Sam pressed his hand to his earpiece. “Keep your heads up, eyes open. Something’s not right here.” As a seasoned cop, Sam had learned the hard way to see things others didn’t notice. And he analyzed. It was a coping mechanism that had become his mode of survival, especially after what happened to Elise. They pulled closer to the front door. He felt the downward slide of something he couldn’t put his finger on, but Sam knew—something was off. Donaldson slammed the brakes and skidded to a stop at the front door. Sam braced his hand on the dashboard before jerking open his door and jumping out into a cloud of dust. Donaldson bounded over the hood and raced Sam up the stone stairs. Craig and Daniels hurried around the side of the house. Winters, Green, and Mercer flanked Sam. Donaldson banged on the door. “DEA, open up.” Nothing, no response, and Sam really listened. By now, they should have heard footsteps, some kind of rustling from inside. Beads of sweat covered Donaldson’s face, and he appeared to vibrate, as if he itched to kick open the door. “Open it.” Sam stepped to the side, holding up his gun. Craig took the other side. Donaldson pulled up his knee and kicked hard with the heel of his black boot over the dead bolt, letting out a rough oomph. The doorframe splintered as the mahogany door crashed open. “DEA, we have a warrant,” Sam called. His adrenaline pumped, and he aimed his weapon and went in. Everything went into slow motion. Details stood out. In his peripheral vision, Sam caught a glimpse of the shining black steel of a gun and nearly crapped in his pants. It took a second to register it was his gun—his image in a floor-to-ceiling wall mirror. It filled both sides of the massive front hall. “Christ almighty,” he muttered before gripping his weapon and shouting to the others: “We’re in. Green, Winters, check the basement. Donaldson, upstairs.” His gut twisted tightly as he struggled to listen. Where was the scrambling, the shouting, something—anything to break this chilly silence? “DEA, show yourself,” Sam shouted again, clearing the front hall and the sunken living room, through an open archway to a huge chef’s kitchen, which was extremely neat and tidy. Not even a measly cup had been left sitting on the counter. Floor-to-ceiling windows filled every room. He could see Diane and the four agents out back behind the solar panels as they searched the outbuildings. Sam frowned and leaned against the double-pane glass door. This massive house was silent except for his agents, who were scouring every room. Winters’ deep voice grated through Sam’s earpiece: “Basement’s clear.” Everyone checked in. The garage, the greenhouse, all empty. This upscale, state-of-the-art, energy-efficient estate had been abandoned. Not even the caretaker remained. “Sam, there’s no marijuana. There’s no equipment,” Diane said through his earpiece. Beads of sweat popped out on Sam’s forehead. Beneath his Kevlar vest, his snug T-shirt stuck to his well-sculpted back. The radio buzzed with furious updates from their twelve-man team on the mainland, which included the Sequim sheriff’s detachment, the Coast Guard, Interpol, and the DEA. This had been a simultaneous sweep of all Lance Silver’s property, both here on Las Seta and in the underground truck trailer at his compound across the water in rural Gardiner, Washington. All empty. Sam pressed his microphone close to his mouth. “Diane, where are you?” He slid open the glass kitchen door and walked onto the massive stone patio overlooking the pond and the luscious, well-tended rose garden. He slumped against the patio door and tried to rub away the pulsating pain between his eyebrows. Since this investigation started, he’d begun to experience a sudden sensitivity to light and sound. It could be gone in several hours, but the usual warning had been there for the last few days—a blue aura in his peripheral vision, black spots. But he ignored it, told himself it was the stress of running what had started out as an independent investigation by the DEA but had escalated into an international taskforce targeting the marijuana grow-ops running rampant on the isolated islands in the Pacific Northwest. World-renowned high-grade marijuana was being shipped and traded for cocaine and guns. This was big time, a major business and an international problem that law enforcement had yet to defuse. As if they could. “What’s wrong?” He never heard Diane approach. Her words stretched out long and loud. It took forever for his senses to override the roaring in his ears. His blood began to pound through his body, pulling him deeper into throbbing misery. “Here, take this.” He opened his eyes when Diane tapped out three pills from a small bottle. He didn’t question it. He just swallowed. There wasn’t much Sam wouldn’t take from his trusted friend. Diane was a woman of medium height and build, compact and tough, with tan short-cropped hair, the type of woman who didn’t distract a man with flirtatious curves. But she was the kind of partner who’d do the gritty groundwork while keeping her partner focused, which was what she had done on the boat ride over this morning, ignoring Agent Donaldson’s crude jibes, guzzling coffee with Sam. “If you don’t pull it together, some woman on this team’s going to fulfill her dream and have you bedded and nursed before we can wrap this up.” Whatever she gave him took the edge off the pain, which would have otherwise been blinding. “Eat this.” She tossed him an energy bar. He didn’t argue, ripping open the foil wrap with his teeth and chewing the gritty bar. “He knew we were coming,” he said. “Click off your radio, Sam.” He ripped the headset from his ear. “You know we followed the letter of the law to make sure this scumbag didn’t get off on some technicality. All those stakeouts—we did our homework, Diane. We know who the little guys are, every fucking one of them on the street. We have video footage and rock-solid evidence that the drugs were here!” Sam pounded the fleshy part of his fist against the smooth fir siding. “Agent Carre, you better get in here and see this,” Donaldson beckoned quite arrogantly, undermining his superior, Diane, by not addressing her. Diane, one to always hold her emotions close and rarely show what she thought, tilted one eyebrow up as her face hardened. This prick was deliberately pushing her buttons and deserved a one-on-one ass kicking. Personally, Sam would have liked to plant his foot far up that kid’s ass by now, except this was Diane’s fight, and if she wanted those guys to respect her, Sam couldn’t fight it for her. Sam and Diane followed Donaldson down a long hall, which resembled an art gallery, to Lance Silver’s study in the solar glass wing. Green, Mercer, Winters, and Craig looked up, but only Winters—a big, dark Irish and African-American guy with long, fuzzy hair—would honestly look at Sam. The tension multiplied when the other tough guys turned away slightly, crossing their arms and glancing awkwardly at Lance Silver’s palatial mahogany desk. All of its drawers hung open. “We found this in the top drawer of the desk.” Donaldson appeared to own the room when he picked up a crisp yellow piece of paper from the cluttered desk and passed it to Sam. Diane peered closer, her head never topping Sam’s shoulder. His vision cleared. Bold black letters spelled out his name. He didn’t miss how still the room had become. He could feel the heat from every agent while they waited for Sam to explain, but then Diane ripped the note from his hands and stepped in front of him. “What the hell is this, some kind of game?” she snapped. No one answered. Sam was ready to clear out. When he replaced his headset, he could hear his boss, Dexter, shouting over the radio, bypassing Sam as he spoke directly to Diane. Diane pressed her hand to her ear to listen. “I want your asses back here now,” Dexter said. “We got a problem. A tip was called into the Sequim sheriff’s detachment telling us to check Sam’s locker at Ocean’s gun club. The tipster said we would find a key to Lance Silver’s estate and implied that my golden boy is on Lance’s payroll.” Sam looked up so fast that his head spun. Dizzy, he stepped back and leaned against the mahogany bookcase. “What the hell? That’s bullshit.” Dexter yelled, “There’s a chopper en route to get you now. Two deputies from the Sequim detachment just opened your locker, and they found a key, along with five pounds of marijuana.” Sam’s blood chilled. The bad feeling he had earlier had just become a clear epiphany. He could almost see that suave, tight-assed bachelor, Lance Silver, laughing at him. Instead of Silver going to jail, all this shit flying around had landed hard right on top of Sam. Not only did he look like the leak in Lance Silver’s back pocket, doubt of Sam’s true allegiance was painted on the faces of the agents surrounding him. He could feel their censure. Amazing how quickly they turned. They thought he had tipped Silver off about the raid. Pissed and completely furious, Sam gazed hard at all of the turncoats until each one stepped back. He wasn’t about to dignify this with a response, not after how hard he had worked to nail that bastard, following every lead the other agents missed or brushed off. Sam hadn’t missed a thing—he lived for this investigation. He had breathed life into it and lost sleep because of it. Those guys should have known that out of anyone, Sam wouldn’t be the one to betray this team. He ground his lips together so hard that they trembled. He felt as if the rug had been ripped right out from under him, and he was positive he could hear a toilet flushing six months of steady, solid work away. How could this have happened again? Why was he such a target? Well, for one, this was Las Seta, an unpoliced, reclusive island, part of the San Juan Islands in the Pacific Northwest. History alone should have warned him this job wouldn’t be easy. The explorers and adventurers who had claimed this island over a hundred years before landed there quite by accident, for one reason or another. Whether hiding or running from something, they had all insisted on a land free from politics and civilized order. Families and clans remained year after year, protecting each other, and, staying true to tradition, they followed their own way of doing things. So, while Sam hunted Lance Silver, Lance Silver and the island of Las Seta had changed the rules of the game and ambushed Sam.

Lorhainne Eckhart is a 2013 Readers Favorite Award winner, frequently a top 100 bestselling author on Amazon in Romance, Westerns and Police Procedural. Author of over 25 titles which includes novels, collections, and short stories. She writes three genres, western romance, romantic suspense and military romance and has sold more than 250,000 eBooks since her bestseller The Forgotten Child landed on the Amazon Bestseller list for Westerns and Western Romance.The German Foreign rights for The Forgotten Child have since been acquired by a major publisher, retitled The Forgotten Boy and released March 18, 2014, now a top 100 overall bestseller on Amazon. Lorhainne lives on sunny Salt Spring Island with her family where she is working on her next book.



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What happens when a girl is set on playing by the rules … Leeann Bradley is a college graduate who has achieved many of her personal goals, all because she follows the rules she’s set for herself. It’s simple. You work hard, enjoy life, surround yourself with friends and family, avoid jumping to conclusions … and oh yeah, don’t date jocks. These rules have worked well and have taken her down the path she wants in life. So what’s a girl to do when temptation, in the form of a sexy college soccer player, is placed right in the middle of that path? Deciding when to break the rules has never been easier for Leeann. But when assumptions are made, and more than just the rules are broken … will she be able to find her way down that path again? And what happens when it’s no longer the path she’s meant to take?

Finds a guy worth breaking them for …
Until now, Jonathan Baxter had one primary focus in his life, soccer. All decisions made, have been based on how it could affect his ability to play soccer. His grades, his choice of college, any type of extracurricular activities, were all carefully assessed. All of it has made playing college soccer possible. But when an injury sidelines him for the foreseeable future, and jeopardizes his dreams, he has to work even harder than before. Rehabilitating his injury becomes his primary objective. Until he meets Leeann, a physical therapy assistant whose touch has the ability to make him lose focus. She has him thinking there could be more in his life—in his future—than just soccer. So what’s Jonathan to do when Leeann assumes he’s just like every other jock out there? He has to prove her assumptions wrong.





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Melanie is an amazing mother of four, an awesome and tolerant wife to one, and nurse to many. If you don't believe her, just ask anyone in her family, they know what to say. She is also a devoted chauffeur, the keeper of missing socks, a genius according to a seven year old, the coolest soccer uniform coordinator according to a thirteen year old, and the best damn mac-n-cheese-with-cut-up-hot-dog maker in the whole world. Well that last title isn't really official, but it's still pretty cool to be called it.

When not being ordered around by any of the kids, you can find her with her nose in a book or on the sideline of a soccer game cheering on one team or another. But that's mostly because she has a thing for the coach. When not doing all of the above, you can find her obsessed with a group of fictional characters all vying for a spot on the page of whatever she's working on. It's a fun and crazy life to lead, but she wouldn't have it any other way.

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Santa Barbara have special meaning for me? 

                        Santa Barbara is a writer’s dream.  It is a crazy piece of real estate, hanging by its fingernails from foothills and mountains, which are not noted for their stability.  The ocean takes continual swipes at it, fires seem to enjoy their stay in its hills and canyons, and drunken Republicans, wearing outfits from the Spanish past, fall off horses while parading.
When I came here, it reminded me of the L.A. I grew up in.  Now, it reminds me of the L.A. I visit.  Santa Barbara does not want to be L.A.; it is happy being what it is, happy to sprout signs that read “L.A. Go Home,” happy to crazy, judgmental, friendly, smug, and reflective of its place in the universe.  Nearly sundown at Butterfly or Ledbetter Beaches, you’ll find locals applauding the setting of the sun, then arguing about where to get the best dinner.

Santa Barbara is a place where long-time waiters and postal clerks own apartment buildings on the Westside, where rich people dress up to eat at the known tourist trap, The Super Rica Taco, and where poor people dress down to eat at Via Maestra 42.
People come here thinking to dream the Santa Barbara dream, but when they discover what it is, they instead watch reruns of Breaking Bad.  Cultures clash here, but when they do, there is always a polite apology and the thought that next time, we can do it better.  Everyone knows where to get the best fresh fish, right off the boat, when the best hours are for shopping Trader Joe’s, and why, even though you do not care for coconut cake, you always give coconut cakes from Janine’s as host/hostess gifts.
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Santa Barbara matters to me because it is willing to be goofier than Los Angeles.  I had to go to the university where I taught in Los Angeles to get stories.  I certainly get stories from the university here, but I am every bit as likely to get them at my morning coffee at Peet’s or The French Press.
People come to Santa Barbara—as I did—to get away from craziness.  Instead, they find love.
 What makes a good character?
                         A good character wants something even more than you do; he or she fools no one with attempts to hide the yearning, has already made plans to spend the reward, once it is bestowed.A good character has already rehearsed his/her acceptance speech for having accomplished the goal, in effect spending the benefits before they are delivered.  Characters who get what they want are often cynical, not sure if they merited the results or happened upon them by accident.  Thus there is a constant residue of uncertainty, a tendency to mistrust, a tendency to take enormous risks.
Good characters are neither practical nor easy-going.  Look at Ishmael:  two, three paragraphs into Moby-Dick, he admits to being bi-polar.  He’s smart enough to know what to do about it, and so far, he’s had good luck, but look what happened when he finally got Melville to take him on.  Instead of a routine stint on a whaler, he signs on with a maniac who has a wooden leg and, as a result, a grudge.

Don’t forget Bill Sykes, one of Dickens’ more endearing sorts in Oliver Twist.  Bill is so into his character that even his dog can’t stand him.
This does not mean I think for a character to be “good,” or “interesting;” he or she must be gloomy and maniacal.  Delusional is good, too.  Look at Don Quixote.  Look at the self-interest of Becky Sharp in Vanity Fair.
I admire a character who has the ability to grow into constructive change.  I’d like to have been Huck Finn.  I’d especially like to have had the chance to be him, then meet up ten or twelve years later with Tom Sawyer.
Right now, I’m rereading an old friend, Jim Crumley’s The Last Good Kiss.  Wouldn’t mind being his C.W. Sughrue for a week or so, but then, in deference to my liver, I’d have to move on.  For a while.

For a character to be “good” and “interesting,” you have to suspect of them early on that they’ll lead you beyond your boundaries.  ##

Love Will Make You Drink and Gamble, Stay Out Late at Night is a collection of short stories.  Each of these stories about relationships dramatize the mistakes made, the misunderstood words, and the resulting misadventures.  Santa Barbara is the setting for all of them.
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Shelly Lowenkopf taught in the University of Southern California’s Master of Professional Writing Program for 34 years, has taught at the annual Santa Barbara Writer’s Conference since 1980, and has been guest lecturer in many schools and conferences.He is currently Visiting Professor at the College of Creative Studies, University of California, Santa Barbara, with classes in noir fiction, the modern short story, genre fiction, and developing a literary voice. Mr. Lowenkopf has served as editorial director for literary, general trade, mass market, and scholarly book publishers, seeing over 500 books through the editorial and production process. His own short fiction has appeared widely in the literary press. He is author of the popular The Fiction Writer’s Handbook.Website: http://www.lowenkopf.com/
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Title: Undaunted (No Rival Series, Book #2)Author: Charity ParkersonGenre: Contemporary Erotic RomanceHosted By: Book Promotions by Literary Nook

SynopsisWhat happens in the fight club stays in the fight club. Brothers, Rhys and Knox, have been in love with the same woman for years. While Rhys has been open about his feelings toward Mandy, he’s kept her firmly locked in the friend zone. That is, until a night filled with too much alcohol explodes into passion. Unfortunately, while Rhys doesn’t remember a minute of it, Mandy remembers every detail all too well. As secrets and betrayals begin to unravel their friendship, Knox seizes his chance to—finally—claim Mandy as his own. With two sexy fighters squaring off to win her heart, Mandy must decide which to choose—the charming reprobate who’s been the center of her desire, yet always wrecks her life, or the merciless bad boy who wants to give her the world. Inside Scoop: This sexy tale includes male/male encounters that may have you wishing for two sexy fighters of your own. A Romantica® contemporary erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
Amazon | Ellora's Cave Excerpt“Just tell us what you need and we’re your men.” Ryan’s teasing, upbeat personality kept her smiling and she immediately felt at ease. “Get naked and act natural,” she said, somehow managing to keep a straight face. Max groaned. “Great. Now there’s two of them. Don’t give him permission, Mandy. We’ll never get his clothes back on.” “Fine,” she huffed, breaking out her best pout. “You will have to take your shirts off, though.” Max flashed a flirtatious glance her way that left her blushing as he stripped his shirt off. Oddly, she knew he didn’t mean it. Some people were overtly more sexual than others were. It was more of a vibe he owned. It was as if he couldn’t help himself. Of course, the knowledge did nothing to stop her face from burning every time he turned it in her direction. The third time blood flooded her cheeks, she felt Knox’s heat pressing into her back. Her heart slammed against her chest at the contact. He was everywhere. Overwhelming. Unmovable. “He’s not for you.” His breath fanned across her neck as the whispered warning rang in her ears. The bite in his tone rolled over her skin. As he strode away, she watched the smooth movement of his body. Untamed. The word floated through her mind and she couldn’t let it go. He was a predator. Each time he was near, a shot of adrenaline pumped through her veins when she survived the encounter. One day, she wouldn’t. After a few posed shots, Mandy focused on the action. “I’d love to get as many pictures as I can, if you want to take turns sparring. I’m not picky. However the three of you choose to pair up is fine with me.” Knox gave her a sharp nod, and Ryan came over to stand at her side on the edge of the mat. Squaring off, Max and Knox circled one another. Staring down at the digital screen, Mandy zoomed in on Knox and her chest tightened even as she continued snapping pictures. “Better Max than me,” Ryan said startling her with his tight tone. Keeping her focus on her task, Mandy tried to keep the curiosity from showing in her voice. “Scared of getting your ass handed to you, huh?” she teased. “An ass-kicking I can handle. I have no desire to die. Underground fighters train to compete with only one rule in mind. To the death. I mean, judging by Knox’s lifestyle, the money is good, but it takes a certain mentality to go into every match to kill or be killed.” Mandy could hear her heart pounding in her ears. Her gaze slid over his body with a new eye as she searched for any truth to Ryan’s claim. The light glimmered off the silver rings in his nipples. Sleek muscles flexed and rolled as he poised for any opening. There wasn’t a hint of emotion on his face when he found one and took Max down to the mat. All the deep scars and bruises covering his body made themselves known in light of the new insight. Appearing content with a simple submission, Knox helped an unscathed Max to his feet. “Oh, good. He didn’t kill him. I am a bit attached to him, after all.” Knox looked in their direction at Ryan’s words. Raw sensuality dripped from his pores. His eyes darkened with lust. Electricity charged the air between them. Excitement pounded through Mandy. Her nipples ached and a tingle began at the base of her spine. Ryan cleared his throat. “Whoa,” he muttered under his breath. “He’s going to do such naughty things to you and I want details,” he sang as he walked away heading in Max’s direction.
Author BioCharity Parkerson is an award winning and multi-published author with Ellora's Cave Publishing. Born with no filter from her brain to her mouth, she decided to take this odd quirk and insert it in her characters. *2013 Readers' Favorite Award Winner *2013 Reviewers' Choice Award Winner *ARRA Finalist for Favorite Paranormal Romance *Five-time winner of The Mistress of the Darkpath STALKER LINKS: Amazon Author Page – amazon.com/author/charityparkerson Website/Blog – http://www.charityparkerson.com Facebook – http://www.facebook.com/authorCharityParkerson Twitter – http://www.twitter.com/charityparkerso Google+ - google.com/+CharityParkersonAuthor Pinterest – http://www.pinterest.com/authorparkerson/ Tumblr – http://thesinnerauthor.tumblr.com/ Networked Blogs – http://www.networkedblogs.com/blog/the-sinners-series Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4506281.Charity_Parkerson Shelfari – http://www.shelfari.com/authors/a2942626/Charity-Parkerson/ Others – http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/OurAuthors/CharityParkerson.html https://www.ellorascave.com/author/charity-parkerson http://passionateink.org/forum/index.php?showuser=2945
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Revenge, Inc.

About The Book
This gripping page-turner from author Keleigh Crigler Hadley shows that all it takes is one bad decision for everything to change. Cherise Holder’s hell on earth begins on her 26th birthday. Unable to cope with a heart shattering loss, she gives in to a familiar addiction. Forced to attend AA meetings, Cherise befriends fellow alcoholics; Stuart, a disgraced banker, Greyson, a bitter cheerleader and Araceli, a broken teenager with an infamous parent.An opportunity arises, and the foursome decides to work together to correct past wrongs in each of their lives. Their ingenious plan to get revenge works - too well and this is only the beginning. They find the electrifying high of revenge, more addictive than anything they’ve ever experienced. Cherise assumes that revenge will put out the fire in her heart, but she finds that it just makes her rage burn brighter. She sets out to prove that revenge is a dish best served over and over again. Revenge Inc. mesmerizes as it speeds you through the diverse Los Angeles landscape- from the barrio to the hills of Hollywood. Along the way, it exposes what the lust for revenge truly does to your heart, mind and soul.
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About The Author  Keleigh Crigler Hadley truly believes that faith and fiction are a match made in heaven. She wrote her first short story in the 7th grade and fell in love with the craft. Her goal in writing is to make you laugh, cry and throw the book across the room. She is the author of the riveting novel Revenge, Inc. and the young adult series, Preacher’s Kids. She has also written a nonfiction journal called, One Day at a Time. Recently, Keleigh contributed to Reshonda Tate Billingsely’s award winning anthology, The Motherhood Diaries. She pens her soulful stories from her home in the San Fernando Valley. She is constantly learning, growing and pushing the limits in the field of writing.


Dirty Little Secrets II  
About The Book
Mark and Holly James feel their marriage has endured the worst. They’ve overcome infidelity and the looming question of their daughter’s paternity. Life is almost back to normal, until jealousy rears its ugly head, and someone they least expect decides it’s time to once again turn their worlds upside down. Their bond may be strong, but can it handle the unexpected?
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About The Author  
Lorna “L.A. Lewis” is an author, educator, and motivational speaker. L.A. was hit by the writing “bug” in the spring of 2009, she self-published her fi rst novel Dirty Little Secrets and her daily devotional The Gift of An Abundant Life within weeks of each other. Both books received raved reviews. In March 2012, she published her second novel Dirty Little Secrets II: Expect the Unexpected. L.A. has also written a motivational book Why Not Me?! She is a contributing author to national best-selling author, ReShonda Tate Billingsley’s anthology Motherhood Diaries.

Twist  
About The Book
When a steamy incident in the back seat of a borrowed car plunges sixteen-year-old Beatrice Malcolm smack in the middle of a global manhunt, she discovers that the search for her fugitive father has more to do with her than she could ever imagine. With her mother gone, Bea’s life is unraveling in the worst possible way as she’s thrust into a world of government conspiracy, insanity, and mind-altering experimentation that forces her to make a life or death decision on who to believe—the FBI or her father. In Twist, Roni Teson has crafted a suspenseful tale of love, betrayal and intrigue with a cast of characters who will leap off the pages and stay in your heart long after the last page has been turned.

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About The Author
  Roni Teson’s dream to become an author was realized after she was diagnosed with stage IV cancer. She spent the better part of her treatment developing and fi ne-tuning her first novel, Heaven or Hell, which received an award at the 2013 Reader’s Favorite International Book Awards and the 2012-2013 Los Angeles Book Festival. A consummate believer in the declaration that all things happen for a reason, when Roni went into complete remission her passion to write intensifi ed along with her imagination. Her writing that was once a part of her cancer recovery became an integral part of her daily life. Twist, her most recent novel is the birth child of Roni’s wicked imagination and is a suspense driven love story that is delivered through a cast of characters who leap off the pages and find themselves living in the readers heart long after the last page has been turned. Today, Roni lives in Southern California where she writes, reads, enjoys living by the ocean and gives back by raising money for cancer research and prevention.

The Next Thing is Joy: The Gospel According to Vivian Grace
 
About The Book
Certain that she doesn’t want to live a life that lacks significance, Vivian Grace sets about working to empower the people in her community. She believes she’s found her true calling working as a member of the Black Panther Party in Chicago. What Vivian doesn’t count on finding is love. But Vivian’s love affair with the charismatic Black Panther Party leader, Reggie, takes a turn for the worse when his abusive side surfaces. To protect herself and her unborn child, Vivian has to commit a cardinal sin in order to escape the relationship with her life. She finds refuge in the most unlikely place and begins her long journey toward healing. If Vivian can receive God’s forgiveness and extend the same to those who have hurt her, waiting for her is a love she never imagined before. This story shows how the struggle to choose courage over fear and forgiveness over bitterness is a real but necessary fight—but one we don’t fight alone. 
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About The Author
  As a writer, educator and entrepreneur, Tracey Michae’l Lewis-Giggetts offers those who hear her speak and read her work an authentic experience; an opportunity to explore the intersection of identity, faith, and purpose at the deepest level. She is the author of seven books including The Gospel According to Sasha Renee, Interruption: The Gospel According to Crystal Justine, The Next Thing is Joy: The Gospel According to Vivian Grace (the "Gospel of Grace Women" trilogy) and The Unlikely Remnant. Tracey has written for numerous publications (regional, national, and online) including Circuit Rider, Philadelphia Weekly, Heart and Soul, and Denene Millner's MyBrownBaby.com. She holds a B.A. in Communication from the University of Kentucky, an M.B.A from Montclair State University, and an M.F.A. in Creative Writing from Fairleigh-Dickinson University.

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