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A Cover Reveal of Galactic Proportions!

Dear Readers, Writers and Precious Patrons,

Cheers and welcome to this Cover Reveal Celebration of Multigenre Author Y. Correa’s next installment to the Earth 8-8-2 Saga.

The first book, “Earth 8-8-2: The Genesis Project” marked the commencement of a Sci-Fi Mashup of epic proportion.

Could Science Serve as Salvation?

One-fourth Human.

One-fourth God.

One-fourth Superhuman.

One-fourth Vampire.

For Dr. Scott, the combined strengths of each life form represent the answer to the onslaught of malice and tyranny plaguing his Earth. When his creation—Genesis—begins developing, the lines between scientist and father become blurred. Soon the time approaches where Genesis is expected to fulfill her purpose. Does she go along willingly, or will her rapid evolution obliterate everyone’s best laid plans?

In the newest installment, “Earth 8-8-2: Genesis’ Rebellion” Author Y. Correa endeavors to start where the last one ended and continue the adventure that is the Earth 8-8-2 Saga.

 

What happens when Science’s Instrument of Salvation blazes her own path?

 

In the second installment of the Earth 8-8-2 saga, Genesis is heartbroken, disillusioned, but most of all … angry: angry that she has no say-so in the narrative of her own purpose.  In the absence of choice, the only response that makes sense is rebellion.

 

As Genesis elicits the intensity of her powers, General Townsen must act quickly to develop a counterbalance to this previous experiment gone askew. Will the General’s army rise effectively against this unlikely nemesis, or will all see the literal overtures of what occurs when powers that be attempt to regulate true evolution?

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Now, without further ado, we are pleased to present you with the cover of “Earth 8-8-2: Genesis’ Rebellion”.

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Wordplay: Therapy Session

Hey everyone!
It gives me great pleasure today to host Andrew Boyd and his latest book:
Wordplay: Therapy Session!


Facebook|Twitter|Andrew Boyd, Poet

 

Andrew Boyd is a student of poetry, blogging, and story telling. Andrew became a self-published author on February 27, 2013. He is one who is honest to where he made people mad, yet they respect and respected what he had, have, and has to say.
A two-time kidney transplant recipient, Andrew is one who looks at the world in a way that gives and gave him perspective as to how his life would be shaped due to his medical experiences, as well as helping others by exuding inspiration and compassion to those around him.
He is a graduate of the Class of 1996 from Germantown-Lankenau Motivational Program Annex, where his writing prowess was born in the 10th Grade, and continued on while attending Arcadia University in 1996. After a writing hiatus in 1997, a trip to New York City in March 2010 reignited his passion for writing. While posting several of his writings on social media outlets, he also performs and performed spoken word poetry in the Philadelphia and New York areas. He is currently performing on Black Poetry Cafe’s (BPC) internet radio show “FEVER FRIDAYS”.

 

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When the world needs your light, the supply is unlimited. When you need the world’s light, the service is disconnected. Shrouded in darkness, with not even a candle’s flicker to show the way, how does one heal?
Andrew Boyd’s result is to conduct his own Therapy Session. This fifth book in the WORDPLAY poetry series is a chronicle of crepuscules that Andrew has faced throughout his life, some unbeknownst to those who believed knew him best. What he hopes to accomplish through this psychoanalysis is the prescription to understanding, development and sustainable peace.

 

Excerpt

 

Hate

Sitting on the floor in front of a crowd,

My legs are crossed Indian Style,

Elbows on the knees.

Head bowed down and temperament apparent,

My microphone will melt with what I will say.
Hate is a strong word: never to be taken lightly.

There are many who do not use the word when

Expressing the feelings they have for others.
I Hate the fact that there is suffering,

I Hate the fact that there are immoral people.

I Hate that those who do the most harm are

The ones worshipping under the steeple.
I Hate how they lie to innocent parties.

I Hate that they rage on another.

I Hate how they do not hold themselves accountable

As they break the heart of their mother.
I Hate how people turned their backs to me.

I Hate that they feel they are seen as priority one.

I Hate that patience to them is a waste of time

Yet they look to me to jump the gun.
I Hate how people say that they are by my side,

Yet their actions speak louder than their words.

I Hate the fact that they lied to me that way

To the point where I show them my flock of birds.
I Hate that I trust some people early:

I Hate that part about myself.

There should be many people walking with shirts

That read “Trusting me is bad for your health.”
I Hate this life that I live:

I can only blame myself.

I Hate that I placed myself in these situations:

I Hate that I cannot see my worth and wealth.
To acknowledge that I Hate myself

Tells me personally that I see more than I care to see.

I need to stop hating the reflection in my mirror,

If I am to change things around and about me.

 

 

*Special Thanks to Monica F. Brown and Yasmin Correa for helping me with all things “WORDPLAY: Therapy Session”, from the inside of the covers to the cover itself*
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Never Say Never

Hi everyone!

It gives me great pleasure today to welcome back C A Bell with her latest book release, Never Say Never!

This is the sequel to Never Say Goodbye, which was a delightful short erotic paranormal read.

Sometimes white magic can turn dark. Even with the best intentions.

When Angelica placed a protective curse over her granddaughter, Nancy, in a bid to keep her safe from society and her own powers until she was old enough to understand, she had no idea of the consequences.

On the 31st of October, Nancy held her annual Halloween party. Straying away from her usual festivities, she held a séance with the help of her friends and her new Ouija board.

Unaware of the curse and the fact that it was lifted that very night, Nancy summoned a spirit. A man whom she shared a night of passion with and promised to never send back.

Two weeks later and Nancy has honoured her promise, but with Jack unable to leave the house due to a barrier of force holding him back, Nancy goes looking for help. What she’ll discover in the process will send chills up her spine and an ache to her heart.

Time is about to tell just who Jack really was.

Buy Links:

Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Never-Say-Nancys-Curse-Book-ebook/dp/B01DWIBH76

Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01DWIBH76

Amazon AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/Never-Say-Nancys-Curse-Book-ebook/dp/B01DWIBH76

Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/Never-Say-Nancys-Curse-Book-ebook/dp/B01DWIBH76

 

Find out more about C A Bell here:

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March Madness Winners!

Hey everyone! Well, another month of 2016 is done with already … where does the time go?!
During March, I had two Rafflecopter prize draws running for an Amazon gift card, as well as a draw for a free ebook of mine for anyone who commented on the relevant posts. The first winners were announced on March 18, and were:
Robyn Fossdal, won the $15 Amazon GC!
Judith Krain won a copy of one of my ebooks of her choice!
Today, I announce the winners of the final March Rafflecopter giveaway and the ebook prize draw!
Sylvia Longstrom, won the $15 Amazon GC!
Natalie Ducie won a copy of one of my ebooks of her choice!
Congratulations to Robin, Judith, Sylvia, and Natalie! And a huge thanks to everyone for taking part.
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It’s here! Lilith’s Dominion! By Y Correa

It’s here! Lilith’s Dominion! By Y Correa

 

 

When Lilith fails to comply with the plans of Man and The Creator, she is punished to an existence that costs her the fruits of humanity. Every moment becomes a never ending spin cycle of memories mirroring profound loss, recalcitrant rage, and immeasurable suffering.

During a Halloween party at the Arcadia Chateau, the blue-green eyed brunette Jet leaves an impression which shatters the equilibrium of Lilith’s cloud of darkness. Is this a temporary aggravation or the start of a much needed resurrection—the fire of love in a heart iced with hurt?

Youtube book trailer movie: https://youtu.be/AsXZQbWzFcY

Excerpt:

It is believed that before the Genesis of the human age, Adam had a wife … a first wife; Lilith.

Created from the same ground from which Adam was molded, Lilith proved to be a bit more than his subordinate.

She was his equal.

Legend has it that Lilith was strong willed, independent and unyielding. All of the things that Adam did not want in a wife.

Red hair, sensual curves and red-brown eyes, Lilith was voluptuousness in the form of a woman. Passion, ardent and burning vitality. Lilith considered herself Adam’s compeer in every way—second to none and nothing.

What Adam hated to admit was that Lilith was his weakness, his burning desire, and his fierce, iniquitous poison. As much as he wanted her, he also hated her. It was her authority that continually dominated him, and her lasciviousness that seduced him. He was less of a man when he was around her, yet he also could not feel more empowered.

Adam realized that his obsession with Lilith was a lecherous enthrallment and nothing more, for he could not love her. Neither could he be her master. This was the problem. Adam’s job was to be in control, to be the head. The leader of Lilith and all of their descendants. For this, the Creator had made him.

Yet, around her—Lilith—he was nothing more than a groveling, dribbling, insecure excuse for a man. She had him wrapped around her little finger, and this suited her just fine.

Adam, not so much.

This was not what the Creator had mandated. Not what he intended when making them both. He needed Adam—level headed and trustworthy—to be in charge. However, with the ever present seduction of Lilith, this wouldn’t be possible.

 Something must be done.

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 The sound of a single long nail clicking against a hardwood table was all that could be heard in the room. Why? Because all of the noise and commotion was in her head.

Voices, memories, flashing thoughts. Chaos! Nothing more and nothing less.

The upsurge of rampant thoughts caused her mouth to slap with thirst—suck her teeth in upheaval. Lilith’s thirst was soon to be quenched, she was certain. She’d already made the preparations. Yet, the riot that was Lilith’s unending trail of assaulting musings would probably never be quelled.

 The light of night poked through the monumental stained glass windows. One ray in particular beamed across the room, perpendicular to its point of origin, then ricocheted from a mirror to shine a slender bright stream of yellow-orange light on the table. The thin beacon glowed not too far from where her hand tapped an agitated finger.

The room was enormous and regal, yet devoid of any exuberance. Filled with scarce furnishings—the mammoth hardwood table and the innumerable chairs that surrounded it. Old, decrepit paintings adorned the walls.

The air was stifling, consumed by the scent of mothballs, molded and aged wood.

How did I get here? Lilith’s thought, although in her mind, seemed to echo through the stretch of the empty room.

“Madam, your supper is ready,” squealed Lilith’s faithful attendant, though indubitably pitiful as he was, whilst walking in. The aged, wooden double doors screeched upon his opening them. Then, he closed them, without as much as a glimpse back. His skin had not seen the light of day in so long that it had lost its color. A peculiar shade of tan-gray, wrinkled and rough, was all that remained.

Throughout the years, Demetrius had become an old, dilapidated, fragile corpse of a man—feeble and haggard, yet faithful. Lilith considered that while his situation was different than hers, at least they shared the apathetic hue of their skin color, albeit not her extraordinary good looks.

“Bring it in, Demetrius. Leave it,” replied Lilith as she waved a hand in the air, with little to no regard whatsoever. Completely detached from human emotion and void of fascination. She couldn’t help herself. All her vitality had been lost eons ago.

“Yes, Madam,” responded Demetrius, then nodded his head and bowed out of the room. Seconds later he pulled in a frightened brunette, who was so dismayed that she’d lost all fight and merely shivered and sobbed uncontrollably. Demetrius, grabbed a handful of the girl’s hair and tossed her on the ground in front of Lilith. “Your supper my lady.” he said subserviently, then bowed out of the room once more.

Lilith wasted no time whatsoever and with the blink of an eye had the girl trapped, her fangs sunk into the girl’s main artery. The one located between the thighs—Lilith had long since grown tired of the neck. It was too convenient and she craved a bit of excitement, rare as it was.

Moments later, the girl’s life blood had been drained and all that remained was a naked, pale carcass.

Lilith stood to her feet uneventfully, sighed deeply, dusted her hands and then took a seat once again in her favorite chair.

With that, her mind whirled into its turbulent incongruity yet again.

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Y. Correa is a literary seductress, luring one in with her talent of Romancing the Words, keeping one hypnotized with dynamic characters, and stimulating one with engaging narrative voices, strong plots, and epic conflicts. Her writes are as complex and as distinct as her person; a delightful combination of eclectic and antiquated. Therefore, the mere mention of fitting into one set genre is laughable. The multi-genre decadence is where she showcases her magnificence.

Some of Y. Correa’s works include Historical Fiction “MarcoAntonio & Amaryllis”, Sci-Fi Mashup “Earth 8-8-2: The Genesis Project”, Sci-Fi Fiction series “A.L.O.M” and short stories such as “Ryan”, “Loving … them!” and “The G. Particle”.

Ms. Correa has also been in several short story anthologies and is the Founder/Creator of All Authors Publications and Promotions whose subsidiaries are:

All Authors Magazine
All Authors Graphic Design
All Authors Publishing House

and
All Authors Certificate of Excellence

Links:

“Lilith’s Dominion” on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5129204.Y_Correa

Author Website: http://ycorrea.net

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Charlie Robot Book Review

Charlie Robot

by Benedict Martin

 

#RRBC Member

It was amazing!

 

I’ve never read a book quite like this one, and I have to say that I enjoyed it immensely. Charlie is awoken in the lunch room at work one day by his boss, who tells him that their Android-in-progress has run away, and Charlie ends up standing in for the android at an investors meeting later that day. He starts out mortified at having to pretend to be the robot, which over the coming weeks, turns into annoyance and an increasing urge to come clean. At the same time, some other things are becoming clearer …

The villains are believable, as are the good guys, and of course, there are those plenty who you just struggle to know whether they’re good or bad, and these too are written realistically. I cared about Charlie, and could empathise with his daily struggles to get to grips with his life and the lies and manipulation that surround him. At times, the book had me chuckling aloud, and it certainly held my attention the whole way through.

I cannot recommend this book highly enough, and will be stalking the author now to see what other gems he’s written A strong and resounding 5 stars from me!

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Second Chances Book Review

SECOND CHANCES

 

 

 

Lincoln Cole
#RRBC Book Club Member

 

Harmony Kent‘s review

Really liked it


Second Chances is the first book I have read from this author, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. The characters are well developed, and I cared what happened to each and every one of them.The book is told from multiple points of view, with each POV shift getting its own chapter, and the narration is in third person close with no head-hopping.With the social issues it explores, and the sensitive way in which this is done, this book is a must read. The author portrays the privileged white lawyer, the poor black girl, and the struggling young alcoholic all with equal authenticity. The only thing that detracted from this is the dialogue; it all felt the same. People from such different backgrounds just wouldn’t enunciate everything in exactly the same way, and many more contractions are used in daily speech than depicted here.

Other issues that marred the read somewhat for me are the numerous hiccups regarding the use of commas, as well as basic spelling errors. There is a huge difference in the following dialogue, just for want of one little comma: ‘Come on Jason’ (as written) versus: ‘Come on, Jason’ (as it should be written); and the same with ‘Thank you for sharing Angelina'; what the author intended to say was, ‘Thank you for sharing, Angelina.’ Also chunks of information got repeated on a number of occasions unnecessarily, and dialogue tags had a tendency to tell what had already been shown. All of which are why I gave 4 stars instead of 5. With a little polishing, this would be a definite 5 star read.

If you enjoy a good, realistic literary fiction read, you will love this book. This is an author I will be reading more of, for sure, and I highly recommend that you give Second Chances a go.

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Breath of the Titans Book Review

Breath of the Titans Trilogy

 

BY RILEY and SARA LYN WESTBROOK

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Book 1–Little Black Stormcloud

Book 2–A Mother’s Love

Book 3–War of the Cheifs

 

Fantasy Fiction

 

Reviewed on behalf of The Review Board by Harmony Kent.

 

I received a free PDF copy of this book, in exchange for an honest review.

 

I have read this trilogy as a whole, and therefore this review pertains to all three books in the series.

 

BOOK 1: LITTLE BLACK STORM CLOUD introduces us to Lov, a half-elf/half-dragon sixteen-year-old boy and his companions. Titans devastate his home at Elvenhom and either slaughter the villagers or take them as slaves. Lov’s family is killed, except for his mother, who is taken hostage. Lov and his companions set out on a quest to save his mother.

 

BOOK 2: A MOTHER’S LOVE and BOOK 3: WAR OF THE CHIEFS continue the story. I don’t want to write a synopsis about the final two books in the series, as this would give too much away, and so I shall follow the author’s example and settle for the one book description to cover the whole series.

 

These books are not standalone novels, and will need to be read in order for maximum benefit. This series is traditional fantasy fiction filled with magical creatures, battles, adventures, and the whole works you would expect from this genre. Strong language is used at times, which some readers may prefer to avoid. This isn’t an issue for me at all, and only adds to the realism of the read.

 

While I had looked forward with eagerness to an epic fantasy read such as this, I quickly found myself disappointed. The writing needs some polishing. It is filled with telling instead of showing (especially ‘ly’ adverbs), split infinitives, comma splices, filter words (he knew/she decided/he watched/etc.), and spelling mistakes—there is a huge difference in meaning between ‘Unphased’ and ‘Unfazed’ for instance. I don’t comment on these things unless they prove too numerous, which—in this case—they did.

Add to this morass the passive writing style and jumping POV, and it all makes for an arduous read.

 

 

While the ideas behind this tale have awesome potential, the execution is lacking. I never felt able to connect with the rather clichéd characters—standard young boy with hidden power and an older mentor—and even when the characters were placed in danger, it just never quite felt as if they were in danger at all. For me, this fantasy trilogy hasn’t given me anything new, interesting, or intriguing. The most it gave me was a headache, trying to wade through the passive and error littered text. If I hadn’t had a commitment to reading this series on behalf of The Review Board, it would have been a DNF from 25% of the way into book one.

From an aesthetic perspective, the book covers do absolutely nothing for me. If I saw these sitting on a shelf, I wouldn’t pick them up. The book blurb also fails to entice. A blurb that has me bored before I’ve finished reading it is always a good indication that I won’t enjoy the book.

I wanted to love this series. Being an avid reader, I always want to enjoy a book, especially when it’s in a genre that I adore. It fills me with dismay when I have to leave such a negative review as this. However, I cannot in all conscience, recommend this series. Again, if I weren’t committed to leaving a review, I would have preferred to remain silent instead of trashing the book so publicly. It’s a rare thing that about the only good thing I can find is the story premise.

I give it 5 out of 10 stars on the TRB rating scale, which basically means: Flip a coin and/or take a chance (if you dare). This equates to 2.5 out of 5 stars on other rating scales, and for the purposes of posting this review, I round that up to a soft 3 stars.

 

 

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It’s release day! Never Say Goodbye. C A Bell.

 

Sometimes white magic can turn dark. Even with the best intentions.

When Angelica placed a protective curse over her granddaughter, Nancy, in a bid to keep her safe from society and her own powers until she was old enough to understand, she had no idea of the consequences.

It’s October 31st, and a grown-up Nancy is holding her annual Halloween party. Only this year she strays away from her traditional festivities that include her famous Halloween punch, and dancing to the Monster Mash, and opts for a spookier night. She will be holding a séance with the help of her friends and her new Ouija board. Little does she know that the protective curse her grandmother secretly cast over twenty-seven years ago is lifted tonight, and her true powers are finally presented to her.

A spirit is summoned. But only time will tell just who he really is.

My Review

I received a FREE Advanced Review PDF copy of this book from the author in exchange for an HONEST review.

Never Say Goodbye is a short read of about 30 pages, which makes it hard to review without putting in spoilers. When Nancy was but a young girl, her grandmother (a white witch) put a protective spell on her. Little did either of them know how things would turn out when Nancy came of age. One halloween, Nancy dispenses with her usual humorous halloween party set up, and instead, goes for the serious spookiness of an Ouija board.

The narrative is written in present tense. The characters are well defined, especially for such a short story, and you are left wanting more. I finished this read with more questions than I started with, but all in a good way, and I can’t wait for the next instalment. The suspense is high, as is the heat … this is a steamy little read.

It gets 4 stars from me, and is well worth a look

Excerpt

“Is there anyone there who wishes to make contact with us?”

They all stare; mesmerized by the piece of wood and the hope that something might just happen. The kitchen door creaks and then pushes open. Lucy screams. Everybody, including the men, jump up off their chairs and head sharpish for the other end of the room.

With every hair on her body stood to panicked attention, Nancy tries to open the lounge door with her trembling hands… until she realises what’s happened when she notices her cat strolling in like he owns the place.

It prompts the gang to burst out into laughter, breaking the onset of tension. Eventually, they manage to compose themselves, all admitting out loud that this Ouija lark is actually quite fun and, hey, they should try to really contact someone. This time with the doors closed, so no cats can further impede.

Making their way back to the table, Nancy scoops up Salem. Bending over and shooing her little friend off out the door, Nancy feels inappropriate eyes burning holes through her dress.

Twisting her head to see who is looking, she’s surprised that not a single one of them is peeking her way. And yet… the feeling of being watched still lingers. Straightening her chair back up from the panic before, she notices that the scent of the air has changed; it smells unfamiliar, musky, and manly. The flames of the candles are flickering more aggressively, as if there were a window open. Putting it down to James’s aftershave and the fact that they all just ran across the room, she takes her seat back at the head of the table and they start again.

“Is there anyone there?” Nancy asks, her fingers back on the wooden heart. They’re left hanging again, so she dashes to the kitchen to get the instruction booklet. Opening the cutlery drawer, that being watched feeling appears again and a cold breeze strokes the back of her bare neck. It sends shivers through her entire body. Snatching up the booklet, she darts back to the safety of her friends.

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C.A.Bell was born and raised on the outskirts of London, England, but for the past three years has resided in a much more rural town of Shropshire, where she married and made a home.

She is author to many erotic fiction stories, including The Architect, Never Say Goodbye (Nancy’s Curse Book1), Reverend James Ashworth, You Get What You Pay For, Seducing the Jury, and many more. As well as writing her own books, contributing to anthologies and online magazines, she also writes poetry and has a collection of her own entitled BDSM.

Currently she is working on the follow-on book to The Architect, book two of Nancy’s curse, and a novel which she started a while ago.

In-between writing and running a busy household C.A.Bell also promotes other erotic authors on her site, Bell, Book and Erotica.

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RRBC PIF Week! Welcome to Paula Radell!

Hey folks!

Great to see you today

It gives me great pleasure to host Author Paula Radell on my blog today, as part of RRBC’s Pay It Forward Week!

The idea of this week is to pay forward support by promoting one author for a whole day. My author for today is Paula Radell, author of Where Angels Sleep (coming later this year!).

Paula only just launched her website (at the end of February), and I have to say, I’m impressed  

Blog/Website:  http://www.paula-writes.com/

Twitter:  @Lady_LovesBooks

Facebook:  Facebook.com/paula.radell.author

As well as writing her debut novel, Paula has been busy. Here’s a bit about her from her webpage:

Born and raised near the beaches of southeastern Virginia, Paula now lives in Mendocino County, California with her husband Ray, a couple of adopted tabby cats (Matthew & Diana, named after a favorite fictional couple!), and Willow, a 3-year old retired racing Greyhound.

Always a passionate reader and a freelance writer, Paula started her first WordPress blog in 2013. The following year she set up her website and established Passionate Reads & Promotions, a consulting service for self-published authors, collaborating with them on story development, beta reading, editing and various types of social media marketing. She is an experienced Goodreads Group Moderator, a NetGalley Professional Reader, and a member of the Editorial Freelancers Association. Having become addicted to social media in 2012 – and understanding the power it has in today’s dynamic publishing world – she went on to complete 5 post-grad courses in Advanced Internet and Social Media Marketing from the University of San Francisco in 2014.

Paula is currently writing her first fiction novel, Where Angels Sleep, a dark but ultimately inspirational romance set in the holiday season – release date expected in Autumn, 2016. She has two other works in progress: Deception, a dark romance/crime novel, and Night Shift, a collection of “fictionalized non-fiction” nursing stories based on her previous career as an RN, with contributions from nurses around the world.

Paula has worked as an RN – in every area from the Neonatal/Pediatric ICU to Obstetrics, Newborn Nursery, Psychiatry, and a Retirement Village. She’s currently a freelance health care project consultant, a casual but passionate writer, and a sassy editor. These days, she is especially proud of her reputation as a seriously unrepentant bookaholic, passionate about novels featuring complex romantic relationships, mystery, suspense, humor, hope, a healthy dose of unadulterated lust, and a bit hit of the paranormal.

She loves cooking & trying new recipes; sipping French & California sparkling wines; feasting on hot fudge sundaes & Cherry Garcia frozen yogurt; traveling, action-suspense movies with romantic subplots, comedies, books & book boyfriends; David Gandy; Jamie Dornan; philosophical arguments; writing; editing; art; and laughing inappropriately at the worst possible time (not necessarily in that order).

Willow



Matthew (above) and Diana (below)







  {Cute!}

Where Angels Sleep


Synopsis …

Matt St. Clair is an angry, bitter, broken man; a man without hope, faith or purpose. But he wasn’t always that way. Once the Chief Resident at a major university Trauma Center, he was a committed family man, married to his high school sweetheart, with a beautiful daughter, loving family and friends, and a bright future ahead.

Until, in a tragic twist of fate, he lost it all.

In the aftermath, a toxic blend of grief and guilt sent his life spiraling out of control, taking everything, leaving only shadows and demons in its wake. Convinced that there was nothing and no one with the power to heal him, he decided to end it all. But first there was one final stop to make — to ask forgiveness, say his last goodbye, and find peace with his decision.

Little did he know that another twist of fate was waiting in the wings. In the least likely place, on the brink of self-destruction, Matt meets a couple of strangers who will challenge everything he’s come to believe about life, love and family. All it will take is a leap of faith and a spark of hope – two things that have eluded him for the past three years.

To save himself, can he risk loving and losing again?

Where Angels Sleep is a dark but hopeful inspirational romance with a faint hint of the paranormal. Due to mature themes, adult language and sexual content, it is most appropriate for readers over the age of 18.

An unedited excerpt from Where Angels Sleep…
Prologue

December 14 – Present Day

In loving memory of Alexis Taylor Beckett and Emily Katherine Beckett

Beloved wife  and daughter of Matthew Allen Beckett

Who entered into eternal rest together on December 14, 2012.

“For all the angels must return from whence they were sent.”

Cold, tired, and resigned, I slumped down on the decorative marble bench that Lexi’s parents had placed at the gravesite, and thought about the night ahead. It was time; my decision was made, my commitment unwavering. Yet I felt lost, my soul adrift in a haze as I stared at the snowy ground, oblivious to anything other than the inscription on the bronze marker, covered with just a dusting of snow. Three years ago, I was forced to say goodbye to them, thanks to a terrible twist of fate. Tonight I had to say it again – forever.

After all this time my emotions were as raw and fresh as the falling snow. I’d figured the hardest thing I’d ever have to do was to bury them here on that cold December afternoon, but I was wrong. The worst thing was trying to get out of bed the next day, and the day after that, and every day since – to face life without them, to know I’d never see them again.

Looking around to be sure I was completely alone, I pulled the letter from my coat pocket and read it aloud – the last words of a husband and father, filled with unrelenting, soul-searing pain and all-consuming guilt. Words would never be enough to redeem me, or banish the darkness that engulfed me every waking moment, tortured me in my sleep, made it impossible to go on. I choked out the words, praying they could hear me one last time…

©2015 by Paula Radell

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Best of luck with all your writing endeavours, Paula!
It’s great to have you here today
Thanks for stopping by, everyone! 

 

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