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June 12, 2014
Launch Tour ~ ‘The Keepers: Declan’ by Rai Rivers.
The Keepers: Declan, the book fans have been eagerly awaiting, is finally here! We’re celebrating the release of the second book in Rae Rivers’ paranormal romance series today with a launch tour and giveaway. Find out all the details and be sure to get your entries in to win a copy of Archer, the first book of The Keepers.
What they say:
‘“You lied to me, misled me, attacked me,” Declan murmured, dipping his head toward hers, “but what we had three months ago wasn’t fake, was it?”
Kate’s gaze faltered to his lips, heat pulsing between them. But she didn’t deny it.
Declan Bennett has zero tolerance for thieves. He and his brothers, the Keepers, are fiercely protective of their witch, Sienna, and their privacy.
So when Kate Carrigan breaks into their estate, he’ll be damned if he lets the little wildcat get away with it – especially after she seduced him three months ago, leaving him buck-naked in a New Orleans hotel. Declan wants payback – and some answers.
Before she was murdered, Kate’s mother ingrained it in her not to trust anyone. Kate’s magical powers make her a pawn in the war between good and evil, a war she’s always avoided. Declan is everything she’s been taught to fear, even if she can’t forget the memory of his touch that one night…
Trouble is brewing as the powers of evil regroup – bolder and hungrier than ever – and Kate is forced to choose a side.
Hot romance, epic battles and action abound in Book 2 of The Keepers.’
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Book Blitz ~ ‘State of Pursuit’ by Summer Lane.
State of Pursuit by Summer Lane
(Collapse Series #4)
Publication date: June 6th 2014
Genres: Dystopia, New Adult
Publisher: WB Publishing
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SYNOPSIS
Cassidy Hart is alone.
Her Commander and the love of her life, Chris Young, has gone missing in action. A horrific battle with Omega has left too many good men and women dead, and Cassidy must bear the burden of leadership in the militia on her own.
But she’s not about to give up.
With the help of her faithful friends – and former enemies – she will stop at nothing to rescue Chris and ensure victory for the militias in their fight against the all-powerful Omega forces.
The game has shifted. This time, Cassidy is one step ahead of the enemy.
This time, Cassidy is in charge.
Collapse Series #4 – YA/NA Romantic Adventure – National Bestselling Series
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In my heart, I know that if we fail, there won’t be another way. Omega will expect a second rescue attempt, and they will be waiting for us to try something. Harry Lydell would kill Chris. It would mean game over.
This is something that everyone knows, but nobody wants to say it.
There’s no reason to.
“We’ll wait until it gets dark,” I continue. “Remember, in and out. Make it quick. Improvise, adapt and overcome. I don’t want any friendly casualties. Understood?”
“Understood,” Uriah echoes.
“Good.”
I look around at the many faces watching me. All of them, good men and women – even the ones I don’t necessarily get along with on a personal level. They’re risking their lives for Chris – and for our cause.
“Vera,” I say. “I want you with me.”
She doesn’t reply. She simply nods, her expression a perfect poker face.
Life is short. It’s even shorter when you’re a soldier. Do the right thing, because tomorrow, you might not get the chance.
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State of Pursuit Playlist
I have always loved listening to music. During high school, I loved to study the way that an instrumental score affected the drama onscreen during a movie. When you’re writing a book, the screen is playing inside your own head, and I know a lot of people who actually enjoy listening to music while they are reading. By extension, I know a lot of authors who find it helpful to have background music while they are creating their story worlds.
Many people ask me if I work better in silence or with music on. The truth is, I actually work better in silence. I love music, but I often have to separate my music from my writing. I need quiet when I write, and for that reason, I often do the bulk of my creative writing during the silent, early hours of the morning. Editing, however, is an entirely different matter. I almost have to have music while I’m editing.
I find that music heavily influences what I am writing, and that is why I like to write without it. I want the story to grow on its own, without outside influence, if that makes sense. Many readers, however, wonder if I have any set playlist that would work for The Collapse Series. I have a few favorite songs. Radioactive, by Imagine Dragons, Never Let me Go, by Florence and the Machine, Uprising by Muse and even a few songs by select country artists like The Band Perry. Music is another form of storytelling, and when used correctly, I think it can be a valuable asset to a writer.
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*1 ecopy of Outage, by Ellisa Barr*
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*1 ecopy of Land of the Unaltered by Leti Del Mar*
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Summer Lane
Summer Lane is the author of the national bestselling Collapse Series, which currently includes State of Emergency, State of Chaos, State of Rebellion and the fourth installment, State of Pursuit – releasing June 6th, 2014. She owns WB Publishing, and is the CEO of The Art of Storytelling, an upcoming creative writing program for children.
Summer is also the founder of Writing Belle, an online magazine dedicated to the art of storytelling. She is a consultant, creative writing teacher and journalist. Check out Writing Belle for interviews with upcoming authors and insights into the world of publishing! http://writingbelle.com/
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June 11, 2014
Blog Tour ~ ‘Ash to Steele’ by Karen-Anne Stewart.
Ash to Steele by Karen-Anne Stewart
Publication date: February 13th 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
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SYNOPSIS
Emma
Who I am and all I believe is marred with just one glance into angry, steel blue eyes. He seems to control my air, my ability to breathe. He makes me crave everything I know is a sin. Pure becomes tainted and lines are blurred. It’s my fault; I’m the one who isn’t strong enough. I’ve been damaged…broken. Breck’s words haunt me…’There’s a consequence for every choice you make.’
Breck
I’ve had so many women I can’t even remember over half of their names, but none of them are mine; I make damn sure of that. I take what I desire and never look back. I don’t need or want anyone, ever…not until I met Emma. Those eyes bore into what’s left of my soul and her touch sears me, weakens me. I want to hate her for that. She is my ruin…my sweetest hell.
Disclaimer: Intended for readers 18+ due to strong language, mature scenes, and some violence.
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Book Review ~ ‘Ash to Steele’ by Karen-Anne Stewart ~ 5 Stars!
Karen-Anne Stewart’s writing always captivates me from the word go, and with Ash to Steele, I knew that I was going to be in for a very special and beautifully told story. Emma and Breck were such wonderful multi-dimensional characters that I could really connect and empathise with.
Emma was a brilliant character that I think many young women can relate to, as an artist she is relentlessly hopeful for her new future in the city, after leaving behind the small town she grew up in, and the loving, yet smothering community there. It was really exciting to see how such a sweet character fought hard to be accepted in a big city and to make her own mark on the world, and I really thought of Emma as an inspiration to other young women.
I’m a sucker for a good girl/bad boy romance, and whilst ‘Ash to Steele’ is definitely this, it is also so much more than that. Breck was a bad-boy who I just knew from the start could be exceptionally loyal when it came to the people he loved, and I loved how meeting Emma made him change his ways, and open up his small circle of loved ones to include her. Their connection was something that made this book really special and has stayed with me long after finishing the book. It even took me a couple of weeks to write a review for this book because I just couldn’t put into words the intense feelings that Breck and Emma’s story invoked in me.
The pacing of the story was just fantastic and had me gripped throughout. I just had to know whether Breck and Emma would get their HEA, and my heart was thumping throughout the beautifully written emotional scenes where Emma refuses to leave Breck alone when his past comes back to haunt him, and he returns to the harsh persona he adopted at the beginning of the book. Their relationship was for me, the highlight of the book, and to see Breck’s protective nature and how they built a strong friendship before they got together, despite their attraction to each other, made the development of their story all that more beautiful to witness.
As always Karen-Anne Stewart delivered an absolutely stunning book which has stayed with me long after finishing it. Every character, even the secondary characters are so well developed, that they become so much more to me than characters in a story, and instead feel like long-lost friends. It is the sign of a really good author that they can invoke this feeling in their readers, and Karen-Anne Stewart never fails to deliver.
5 Stars!
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Karen-Anne Stewart
Karen-Anne Stewart has always adored reading and has now fallen in love with writing. Her written works are The Rain Trilogy: Saving Rain, Healing Rain, and After the Rain. Her debut novel, Saving Rain: The First Novel in The Rain Trilogy, was a nominee for the Book Junkie’s Choice Awards and is a nominee for the 2013 RONE Awards.
When Karen-Anne isn’t writing, she enjoys spending time with her family and friends, hiking, and visiting new places. She fuels her addiction of creating new stories by her only other addiction, caffeine, and listening to a myriad of musical genres. Tucked away near the Blue Ridge Mountains, Karen-Anne lives with her husband, daughter, two dogs, and their cat. She plans on writing new adult romance as long as her fingers maintain dexterity.
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June 9, 2014
Book Blitz ~ ‘The Artful’ by Wilbert Stanton.
The Artful by Wilbert Stanton
(Shadows of the City #1)
Published by: Curiosity Quills Press
Publication date: May 27th 2014
Genres: Post-Apocalyptic, Young Adult
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SYNOPSIS
New York City, 2025: Everything is changed. The city that never sleeps is now a land of death and decay. A rampant virus has taken over and the survivors have become carriers, quarantined from the rest of the world.
Twist and Dodger grew up in the streets, the sewers and underground tunnels – their playground. They aren’t heroes. They just like attention; and stealing meds from the rich and giving them to the poor is their golden ticket.
On their latest raid, they unknowingly steal a cure that puts them square between the ailing Emperor of Manhattan and the war hungry Governor of Brooklyn and forces them on a quest into the darkest shadows of their putrefying world.
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Cigar turned his head to the side until his neck cracked, then again to the other side. He reached for one of his guns. I knew my face went pale, my hands began to shake, and the prospect of throwing myself through the glass window seemed more and more inviting. He put the gun on the counter with a noticeable thud, taking care to aim the muzzle at Dodger.
“Now, now, Fred, we’re all friends here.”
“Name’s not Fred, and you’re no friend of mine.”
“And here I invite you into my place of business and offer you my liquor, thinking we shared the bond that comes with supply and demand―”
“I’m beginning to wonder how you came to own this place. Last I been here, the bartender was a lot older.”
Dodger slammed a cup down on the counter. Prying the whiskey bottle from my frozen fingers, he poured a drink and chugged it down. “Maybe you don’t want to find out.”
This made Cigar laugh, a slow chuckle. “You got a set on you, huh? Now why don’t you tell me where this vault is, and pray to God that there’s more value in it than in turning over a couple of Gutter Punks!”
The game was over. He knew who we were. Frankly, it wasn’t surprising. Dodger and I had made quite the reputation for ourselves, but this, this wasn’t in our favor. And the threat was on the table in the form of a shiny gun.
Dodger held up his hands in mock surprise. “Ahh, you made us. Fine, maybe we can help each other. I tell you where to find the vault, and you walk away?”
“I’ll decide on that when I see fit.”
Dodger looked at me and winked. I knew the look. It meant I had to stay on my toes. After taking a swig of the whiskey, he went through his pockets and produced the lighter I stole at the Empire. I sat on the tip of my stool as he held it out to Cigar, who smiled in turn.
“Smart boy,” he said, holding out his cigar in Dodger’s direction. Dodger opened the lid and flicked the wheel, causing the flame to spark. As soon as Cigar leaned in close enough to light his cigar, Dodger spit the whiskey at him, and the lighter’s flame in-between ignited the flammable liquid, shooting a hail of fire into Cigar’s face.
He yelled, clawing at the flames. His beard caught on fire; the smell of burning hair was instant. I used the distraction to my advantage and jumped for the gun before his wild hands could find it, training the muzzle on him before he could regain composure. Dodger and I tensed as he got up, brushing the last of his scorched beard from his face.
“You boys really made a mistake. What you fixing to do, huh? Shoot me? Look at you, ain’t no man in you! Shaking like a leaf. What makes you think I think you have the balls to shoot me? You got the fear of God in your eyes, but you know what, boy? I ain’t God… I’m the Devil.”
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The Artful Guide to the City.
New York City 2025 isn’t the place of glitz and glam that it used to be. The city that never sleeps is pretty much the city that never breaths. No more tourists blocking up Times Square, taking pictures of God knows what. No longer are the trains filled with both late passengers and uncomfortable smells. There’s no more hustle and bustle… there’s rarely a bustle. But most noticeable is the silence, the silence that fill the city streets is quite unsettling. That being said, if you, dear reader should still choose to visit New York City, here is a handy guide of things to avoid and sites to see… before you die of sickness, or scavenger attack.
Grand Central: Grand Central was once a busy station where people came in and out of the city. Travelling on business or pleasure, it didn’t matter, this was a mecca of diversity and you could see it all here; people from all walks of life as they travelled about their day. Now, Grand Central is a shanty town made up of people who were lucky enough to find its safe dwellings. Only accessible from the subway stations and treacherous tunnels of the underground, it offers a great sense of security. It is also said to be where the Gutter Punks make their home.
Central Park: What was once a beautiful park situated in the center of the city is now a wild land. Over grown with unkempt vegetation and reckless abandonment the park is not what it once was. It is overrun by the ferocious beasts that were once confined to cages of the Central Park Zoo, but now prowl the shadows looking for a human feast. The park is also the home of the Runts, a group of feral children who live like a pack of wolves. Their alpha, a boy named Peter, is said to be a child prodigy who protects his cubs, not with strength but intellect.
Union Square: It was where all the artistic people hung out. Skaters, artists, people competing in games of chess while street entertainers played instruments behind their hungry tip jars. Now it is home to The Tribe, modern day hippies, who flock to the flag of their leader Red, a woman who can wield a sword as easily as a smile. The Tribe spends their days passed out in drunken heaps while their nights are filled with paryting, music and storytelling. They are a fun bunch but when the call to war is upon them they will easily pick up arms and protect their own.
The Cathedral of Eden: The vast cathedral takes up a number of city blocks; the place of worship is now host to the Sons of Adam, a religious cult that follows their leaders Adam and Eve with a sick ferocity. Followers of the faith are known as Angels, mostly reformed criminals seeking salvation during the end of times. This is a place one must steer clear at all costs. If you are not quickly indoctrinated and seen as a follower, your death will not be pleasant.
Beyond the Brooklyn Bridge: There are many rumors as to what waits in Brooklyn. Lord Chrysler rules the borough with an iron fist. The well-to-do live at its center but to get there you must first pass through savage lands run by Skinlickers, heavily pierced and tattooed men and women who relish the taste of human flesh. If you should be so lucky to make it past them, you’ll have to deal with the Slavers who make sport of catching errant men, women and children to sell into slavery or for unwilling contestants in the Barclay Center arena. Once you have made it past them, what waits is a land of beauty and wealth. A land not seen by many who live outside of Brooklyn.
These are only some of the places that await you in New York City. Tread lightly though, because there is danger around every corner. And if you should be so lucky, perhaps you might run into the Gutter Punks. These modern day Robin Hoods who steal from the rich and give to the poor are wise cracking, quick witted and brave boys, who are making a difference. Know their names well, because their names will one day go down in history.
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Wilbert Stanton
Wilbert Stanton was born and raised in New York City. From an early age, Wilbert decided he would either write books or take over the world; everything else was just a precursor to his end game.
Along the way, he has studied Psychology, English, and Computer Science. He’s held jobs in a wide range of fields and met people from all walks of life. Wilbert is constantly learning and growing as a person, in order to solidify his dreams.
In the end world domination was a bit tedious, so he decided to focus on writing books.
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Cover Reveal ~ ‘Live for Me’ by Erin McCarthy.
Live for Me by Erin McCarthy
(Blurred Lines #2)
Publication date: June 23rd 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Cover Design by Okay Creations
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SYNOPSIS
The solace she sought…
In and out of foster care her whole life, Tiffany Ennis has never had space or privacy, so housesitting a mansion on the coast of Maine with only the absentee rich owner’s dog for company is pure bliss. But her peace is shattered when the injured owner returns to his compound unexpectedly. Tiffany finds him to be sexy and intriguing, showing an interest in her that must be mocking, given that everyone’s always told her she’s plain, nothing special.
Becomes an affair she never expected…
Devin Gold, known in the music industry as Gold Daddy, is usually in New York City attending drop parties and having men and women alike throw themselves at him, and Tiffany wishes he’d stayed there. There’s no reason for a top producer to hole up in Maine in the dead of winter, and every time she turns around he’s asking her prying questions. She finds herself starting to enjoy their intellectual conversations and clever sparring matches, and in a hot minute she’s falling for him. Even knowing that he’s a decade older, filthy rich, and could only want her for his momentary amusement.
Yet even when he hosts beautiful and confident guests from the city, he still seems to prefer her company, and is protective when odd things start happening around the house, threatening her safety. But how far is Tiffany willing to go with a man who is still very much married, estranged wife or not, just to feel special?
And all the lines between past and present and right and wrong are blurred…
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Erin McCarthy
USA Today and New York Times Bestselling author Erin McCarthy sold her first book in 2002 and has since written almost fifty novels and novellas in teen fiction, new adult, and adult romance. Erin has a special weakness for New Orleans, tattoos, high-heeled boots, beaches and martinis. She lives in Ohio with her family, two grumpy cats and a socially awkward dog.
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June 6, 2014
Book Blitz ~ ‘His to Claim #1: No Strings’ by Opal Carew
His to Claim #1: No Strings by Opal Carew
Published by: St. Martin’s Griffin
Publication date: June 3rd 2014
Genres: Erotica, Romance
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SYNOPSIS
Rafe is a rock musician by night and head of a multi-million dollar family business during the day. Melanie is his former assistant, a wallflower who’s harbored a secret crush on him for years. Someone he’d never even consider sleeping with. But when Melanie decides to leave behind her shy exterior and live out her own sexy bucket list, the two of them are thrown together in a whirlwind affair that pushes both their boundaries.
His to Claim: Part 1 is the first installment in the scintillating erotic serial novel His to Claim, later to be made available as a complete book featuring special bonus material. Don’t miss the other chapters of Opal Carew’s six-part serial out Summer 2014. She’s his to claim–he just doesn’t know it.
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“You know,” Rafe said, “if you’re interested in doing something artistic for a living, I’m sure we could find something for you in the art department at Ranier Industries.”
Melanie smiled. “There you go trying to help me out again. You know, you’re not responsible for me.”
“You’re right, but I’d like to help. Not because I feel obligated. I think you’re talented
and just need a chance to shine. I’d love to help you do that.”
“Did you want help when you broke away from the company and went off on your motorcycle to find yourself?”
His lips quirked up. “No, but I have a big bank account to fall back on. And the family business. You have to play it closer to the edge. But I get it. You want to do it on your own.”
She smiled and took a sip of her drink. “Talking about your time away, how was it playing your guitar in front of huge audiences?”
His eyes glowed. “It was a pure adrenaline rush.”
She grinned. “A few months ago, I never would have been able to imagine Rafe Ranier, businessman, always impeccably dressed in a designer suit, playing guitar with a rock band in front of screaming fans, but after seeing you with your tattoos and leather jacket, and riding the big motorcycle . . .” She shrugged. “I still say you inspire me.”
He leaned forward. “I like that.”
The intensity of his gaze unsettled her.
“If I can be some part of you breaking free and finding yourself, that makes me feel good.”
She gazed into his sky blue eyes, her heartbeat increasing. “I’m glad I make you feel good.”
He was so close. With his broad shoulders and impressive height, she felt tiny in
comparison. She felt the pull of his masculinity as she leaned a little closer. Heat simmered in his eyes as his face drew nearer, then he tipped up her chin. Her breath held as his lips brushed hers.
Lightly. Tenderly. Then his mouth moved on hers. She breathed in his musky male scent mixed with leather and mint. The tip of his tongue teased her lips and she opened.
Her arms swept around his neck as he slid into her mouth. His hands glided around her
waist and he drew her closer. Her eyelids fell closed as she felt his arms envelop her.
Oh, God, this was really happening. She was in Rafe Ranier’s arms. They were alone in her apartment and he was kissing her. Her bedroom was only yards away. She curled her tongue around his and stroked it. Weak with need, she melted against him.
His mouth drew away and she opened her eyes.
He seemed uncertain. “Melanie, are you sure—”
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Opal Carew
Opal Carew is the author of Total Abandon, Pleasure Bound, Twin Fantasies and other erotic romance novels. She also writes as Elizabeth Batten-Carew. “So why do I like writing erotic romance?” she asks. “I like being able to push beyond traditional boundaries.” Opal loves crystals, dragons, feathers, cats, pink hair, the occult and all that glitters. While she writes, she listens to inspirational music, lights candles and keeps crystals near. Before devoting herself to her passion as a writer, Opal spent 15 years as a software analyst, and she has a degree in Mathematics from the University of Waterloo. She lives with her husband and two sons in Ontario, Canada.
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May 30, 2014
Cover Reveal ~ ‘Bittersweet Catastrophe’ by Maureen Mayer.
Bittersweet Catastrophe by Maureen Mayer
(Second Chances #2.5)
Genre: New Adult/Coming of Age
Release date: Summer 2014
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For•ev•er (fɔːˈrɛvə; fə-): without end; everlasting; eternally
It might have taken twenty-two years to find Liberty, but now that Shayne has her, he’s not willing to let her go without a fight.
Shayne and Liberty finally found their forever, leaving Shayne’s past indiscretions behind and moving forward to start a life together. But what if forever wasn’t truly in the stars for them?
What should be one of the happiest times in their lives as newlyweds quickly turns into a race against time. Liberty must choose between accepting her fate and protecting her family, and taking a risk that could ultimately end in more heartache.
Liberty’s decision will test the strength of their trust, but is it enough to keep Shayne from breaking
down altogether and losing the woman he loves?
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Maureen Mayer
Maureen Mayer was born, raised and currently resides in Buffalo, NY with her loving and supportive family and boyfriend of 9+ years. She’s always had a love for the outdoors, and when the city isn’t buried under snow, she can be found hiking, fishing, camping or lying on the beach. She’s a sucker for off-color humor, but holds a sweet spot for sick and twisted horror films. When she’s not writing, you can find her curled up in bed with her kindle, diving into a steamy romance novel and falling in love with the latest book boyfriend.
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May 28, 2014
Book Blitz ~ ‘Crave’ by Stacey Rourke.
Crane by Stacey Rourke
Publication date: May 26th 2014
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal
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SYNOPSIS
The Horseman is unending,
his presence shan’t lessen.
If you break the curse,
you become the legend.
Washington Irving and Rip Van Winkle had no choice but to cover up the deadly truth behind Ichabod Crane’s disappearance. Centuries later, a Crane returns to Sleepy Hollow awakening macabre secrets once believed to be buried deep.
What if the monster that spawned the legend lived within you?
Now, Ireland Crane, reeling from a break-up and seeking a fresh start, must rely on the newly awakened Rip Van Winkle to discover the key to channeling the darkness swirling within her. Bodies are piling high and Ireland is the only one that can save Sleepy Hollow by embracing her own damning curse.
But is anyone truly safe when the Horseman rides?
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“Tonight was meant to be the Harvest Ball,” Katrina said as she slid between the folds of her crimson and taupe gown. “Now the town is meeting, trying to concoct a plan to stop a being that death itself couldn’t tame.”
Ichabod sat on the edge of the bed with his back, respectfully, to Katrina while she changed. His loaded musket lay across his lap. In the reflection of the window in front of him he could see the soft curve of her hips as they tapered into her narrow waist. He cleared his throat and shifted his gaze to the floor. His chin tipped to the side, ever so slightly, to ask, “Are you secure in our plan?”
“I am to attend the summit on the arm of Brom Van Brunt,” she reaffirmed as she pulled her long, blonde locks out from the back of her gown and began tightening the laces of her bodice. “Then speak with as many people as I can, searching for anyone that may have motives leading to the Horseman.”
Ichabod nodded. Mostly to himself, he muttered the remaining details they were depending upon, “Rip will be inside as well. That man can finesse a crowd with a skill that truly baffles. If there are secrets to be found, he will uncover them. Irv will be outside with me, primarily because the Horseman isn’t the only one in this town that would like to see his head on a spike. We will be on horseback, patrolling the grounds with a few other men that have volunteered. You will have nothing to fear.”
Her elegant gown in place, Katrina turned to Ichabod wearing an expression equal parts timidity and fear. “What of Brom?”
The bed squeaked as Ichabod shifted his weight to face her. “Boorish as his ways may be, he cares for you. If you adopt the guise that you have interest in him, he will do all he can to protect you inside the gathering, while I provide you the same service outside.”
“And,” her long lashes brushed the tops of her cheeks as she cast her gaze to the floor, “you aren’t bothered by me being on his arm?”
In the midst of the plotting and planning, Ichabod had slipped into the role he knew well of military strategist. He had detached himself from the emotional aspects—until that very moment. The reality of his request sank in like a heavy stone. He had asked her to take another man’s arm, asserting her place beside him. The implications of that dug into his gut like a dull blade, churning and twisting deep.
“The mere idea of that makes me ache,” he stated, forcing the words through his suddenly parched throat. “Yet I would endure this hardship, and countless others, to keep you safe.”
She moistened her lips with a flick of her tongue, seemingly wrestling with words that gave her pause. “Ichabod, when this is over … w-would you call yourself mine?”
Ichabod closed his eyes. The euphoria of that question washed over him, cleansing him of all his sins with the promise of tomorrow. Rising to his feet, he took her velvet soft hand in his. A love he hadn’t known possible illuminated her striking face. “From the moment I saw you, my heart belonged to you alone. If by some miracle you were to give me your love in return, I would need nothing else to sustain me the rest of my days.”
Katrina’s palm tenderly brushed his cheek. “You have already claimed that.”
Allowing no further hesitation, Ichabod gathered her in his arms. Katrina tipped her head back, the soft curves of her body molding to his. Full lips parted in an alluring invitation it would take a stronger man than him to resist.
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Stacey Rourke lives in Michigan with her husband, two beautiful daughters, and two giant, dogs. She loves to travel, has an unhealthy shoe addiction and considers herself blessed to make a career out of talking to the imaginary people that live in her head. Mark your calendars! Her latest literary adventure, Crane, will release May 26, 2014. She is currently hard at work on the continuations of this thrilling Legends Saga, as well as other literary projects.
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Cover Reveal ~ ‘Intoxicated By You’ by Michelle Iannerelli.
Intoxicated By You by Michelle Iannerelli.
(You #1)
Genres: Romance/Suspense
Release Date: June 13th 2014.
Cover Model: Mitch Latour
Photographer: Eric Battershell of Eric Battershell Photography/FITography
Cover Design: Pamela Hernandez with Dynamic Design Team
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SYNOPSIS
Tall, dark and strong that is how Liam drinks his coffee, how Emily likes her men….
All Dr. Emily Kelly was looking for was a latte…instead, she fell for Liam…literally.
Detective Liam St. Paul isn’t looking for love, he is a one night stand kind of guy…until he looked into Emily’s eyes.
When Emily’s life is in danger…Liam vows to protect her.
Will Emily and Liam find a way to leave their pasts behind them and move forward together? Or will their pasts tear them apart?
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Michelle Iannerelli
I am a lifetime New Yorker, living just minutes from New York City in a coastal community with my husband and two children. I strongly believe in fate, destiny and that everything happens for a reason. My favorite things aside from my children, whom I consider my greatest works of art, are coffee, snow, karma and the New York Yankees. I have been taught that life is way too short, so I decided it was now or it may be never, so I gave up editing and began writing my first book. The rest is now history.
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May 27, 2014
Blog Tour + Character Interview ~ ‘Dark Prophet’ by K.N. Lee.
Dark Prophet by K.N. Lee
The Chronicles of Koa #2
Genres: Urban Fantasy, Romance.
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SYNOPSIS
Not all vampires are created equal…
Koa is a half-blood vampire with not only the ability to fly, but survive in the sun’s light. She will do anything to protect her mother, and break her curse. The demon, Bund, wants more than her mother’s life. He wants something from Koa, a power that she doesn’t even know she has, and will rip through as many humans as he can to get her to surrender.
Agent Koa Ryeo-won, and her boss, Halston, formed a crew of supernatural agents to stop Bund. But is a prophet, a temptress, a War-Breeder, a half-blood with an enchanted sword, and a few angels enough to stop what Bund has planned?
In the midst of a war between the humans of the mortal world, and the creatures of the Netherworld, Koa discovers the truth of her past. She finds herself torn between two men, and in the center of everything. Faced with all of her returned memories, Koa also finds herself more powerful than ever. Being a half-blood is hard enough, but what exactly is Koa’s other half?
The truth can save…or destroy everything.
Will the Netherworld Division stand behind Koa once they learn her secret?
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Ok Halston, so we’ll start off with a quick fire round to warm you up then we’ll get to the nitty gritty. Ready?
Yes, dear girl. I am always ready.
*swoons then tries to act cool*
Night or Day?
Day. The humans don’t realize how lucky they are to have daylight. Without it, it would make my job much harder to keep the vampire population at bay.
Sweet or Savoury?
Sweet. Nothing beats a macaroon.
Dogs or Cats?
I have a certain affinity for cats, but dogs are also great companions.
Heaven or Earth?
Heaven will always be my home, but I have grown to greatly love this beautiful Earth my heavenly father has created.
Sword or Gun?
Gun. Swords are spectacular weapons, but I’m afraid technology has outshone the steel of a sword. However, a Netherworld sword…one created by my race, is much more powerful than the typical blade.
Watching a good film or reading a good book?
A good book will always win in my opinion.
Not that you get much relaxing time, but if you had a Friday night off, how would you want to spend it?
I admit, I am quite the tech “geek” as Koa would say. I’d probably be in my lab researching new compounds or upgrading my infinity gun. I suppose that is considered fun. Sad, I know.
Have you ever been in love before a certain individual who shall not be named *cough*Koa*cough*
Really? Do I have to answer this question? Blimey. Let me just say that I love all humans equally… And as far as Agent Koa goes, I am her boss, and we do our best to keep things professional.
What are your dreams for the future?
I see a beautiful future for the humans, as long as we can keep the nephilim in check. As for me, I see myself back home in Heaven, doing the honorable work I was created for.
If you were given the power to turn back time, would you do it?
No. I believe that things happen for a reason. My heavenly father gave us free will and with it we learn the greatest lessons in life. I think we must press on, and prove ourselves.
What’s your deepest regret?
My deepest regret is undoubtedly leaving Heaven and following the traitor you know as Satan. Alas, I cannot take that mistake back, and will continue to work at redeeming myself.
In your darkest moments, what is it that gives you hope above all else?
Well, I will seek guidance through prayer. You see, we angels have a direct connection to the heavenly father. Even though I disobeyed Him, I still have my power and I take this as a sign that I can return to His favor. Shedding my light on the human world and knowing that I can protect them, gives me great solace.
And to add a slightly more cheerful question to finish off …. Superman or Batman?
Interesting question, that is. Let’s see. I’ve always been intrigued by this Superman. He reminds me of my brothers. However, that Batman character uses his wit and technology to aid him in his adventures. Well, I suppose this question is too tough. They are both notable characters, but cannot compare to me in power or wit. Was that immodest? Oh well, I never said I was that type. ;)
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Exclusive excerpt from ‘Dark Prophet’
Running, face set in determination and untamed rage, Halston reached for his infinity gun. Sweat dripped from his hair and forehead as he ran through the fire ravaged corridors of the Ivory Tower. Deafening shouts followed him.
The Wraith had been set loose and no one was safe, not even the vampire soldiers of the Royal Guard. Halston rarely paused. The sounds of crunched bones and muffled cries of pain filled the corridor, bouncing off what was left of the walls. Prisoners were awakened, thrilled to be free from their cells, but horrified to hear the screams of agony, and the howls of a monstrous creature with no loyalty.
Ahead, there was a pile of rubble. The exit was caved in. Halston looked up. With light emitted from the palm of his hand, he saw through the darkness. Stepping over dead bodies, bodies of Syths, his boot came down in a pile of slush. Someone had exploded and their guts were strewn about.
Halston grimaced.
“Help! Help!” A female soldier called from behind.
Halston looked over his shoulder, watched the armored woman struggling to free herself from fallen stones. The Wraith was not far behind.
Halston sighed inwardly. The soldier was wasting her breath. She was better off shutting up and pretending to be dead instead of drawing the creature’s attention.
Thundering footsteps echoed from afar, and Halston bent his knees, summoned a surge of power from deep within his gut, and took off into a burned out hole in the ceiling. He shot up to another level of the Ivory Tower, one that was dark and smelled of burning flesh. The fire had no effect on him. He landed in the center and ignited his angelic glow.
He held up his infinity gun and pushed a button that opened a lens. Through the lens he could see into the darkness of the hall. Eerie. Quiet. Only the soft echoes of the terror below made their way to his ultra-sensitive ears. Stone walls on either side stretched far down the hall. Steel doors were left sealed. Perhaps the prisoners were too afraid to speak, too afraid to even ask to be free.
Halston raised a brow. Good, at least some of them are clever, he thought.
The prisoners were certainly safer inside their cells than out and about. Halston walked softly, holding his gun ready. Every sense was heightened as he listened for danger. If he could only get to the vaults, where the Wraith had slept for centuries, and reset the gates, the Wraith would be called back and he would be free to follow Koa. If he could not stop the Wraith, then it would continue its massacre of the vampires and creatures in the Ivory Tower, and turn its attention to her scent. It was the only way. Not even his infinity gun could stop that creature.
“There he is!” A gruff male voice shouted from behind.
Infinity gun cocked, Halston swirled around, identified four armed enemy vampire soldiers in light armor, and pulled the trigger.
A blast, and then a shrill sound, filled the hall. The infinity bullet flew at full speed, hungry, needy, thrilled to be free to fulfill its craving. Like Koa’s Lyrinian sword, Halston’s infinity gun had a soul and a mind of its own.
Halston bent to his knees and watched as in seconds, the bullet shot through the heads of all four vampires like a heat missile. Silently, he watched, waited, as the infinity bullet, satisfied by the kill, reversed its course and returned to the gun. Halston held the gun ready and with a click, the bullet re-entered. Secure in its home, the bullet silenced.
With each kill, Halston felt a little better that she was closer to freedom. Years had passed and Halston had kept his promise to her father, King Alsand. Many had been killed in the process. He would never forget the day he first laid eyes on the half-blood princess. Nor would he forget how his feelings had grown throughout the years serving as not only her protector, but her boss. He cringed. The screeching that came from afar filled his ears.
The walls and floors vibrated. Rocks and rumble popped and jumped as the Wraith trampled and destroyed everything below. Halston came to his feet and flew to the end of the hallway. He looked both ways at the fork and chose the hall with a door at the end. He flew to the door, opened it, and saw darkness and a staircase leading to the main floor where he could find the path to the vaults. What a maze the Ivory Tower was. Each floor looked the same.
Halston paused at the bottom of the staircase. The Wraith…saw him. It growled, like a dog.
Halston braced himself. Energy collected around his body as he saw the large eyes of something unnatural.
Halston stood near the main exit, prepared, waiting. He could not let that Wraith leave and go after Koa. Blood dripped from the ceiling and onto his forehead. Halston wiped it off and glanced up at the gore that was stuck to what was left of the ceiling.
Halston was calm, calmer than he should have been, but at least he knew that Koa was safe. That was all that mattered. He knew that Jax would protect Koa until he could return to her.
Halston didn’t reach for his infinity gun. It would not work against this beast. Even as the Wraith thundered down the corridor, Halston examined the damage that Koa had done with the vial that he had given her.
Stone and debris littered the carpet, along with the bodies of countless Syths and goblins that resembled vampire children.
He frowned at the ghastly sight. It was no secret that he never liked the nephilim, but it was his race of fallen angels that had created such abominations.
It was up to the fallen angels to get rid of their spawn.
First, Halston saw horns come from the raised gate at the far end of the corridor.
Halston clenched his jaw as he looked into those large oval-shaped, black, eyes.
The things I do for you, Koa. He thought of her face as he sent her away with Jax and his frown deepened. Jax better get her to the Gate safely.
Halston waited. He was patient, even as he was unsure of what he would do to stop the creature. The Wraith was furious, with puffs of smoke coming out of his slime covered nostrils.
Like a snake with legs, it had a scaly body and a head like a troll with a single horn at the top of his huge head. Ugly didn’t begin to describe the monstrosity before him.
Two bulging eyes caught sight of Halston, and the red veins of his eyeballs seemed to deepen and stretch as he charged towards the angel before him.
Halston’s rank as an angel meant nothing to the creature. Starved for who knows how long, the Wraith knew only that Halston might taste delicious…and that he stood in the way of his main target.
Halston lifted his arms and sent his body into the air. He hovered as the Wraith picked up speed. Halston held his arms out before him and with a push of air, he sent a powerful blast towards the creature.
The Wraith squealed as the shock of the cold air slapped it in the face. It fell to the ground and looked up at Halston with a perplexed look in its eyes. Like a rabid dog, it snarled and came to its stubby feet. With an ear-shattering screech, the Wraith leapt into the air, reaching for Halston with his sharp claws. Halston dove out of the way and sent another blast of air.
The blast sent the Wraith through a wall, and into another corridor. Halston growled and went after it, but paused when he heard robotic voices drifting to his ears from afar. Halston thought a moment. Scayors were coming. He glanced at the creature as if shook its head, trying to regain its senses and reached for his infinity gun.
“Put that away, Halston.”
Halston’s brows rose as he turned to see a little boy peeking over the rubble that was once the front door to the Ivory Tower. Halston flew over to him.
“Roderick? What are you doing here?” Halston was stunned. “You never leave your lab.”
Roderick put a finger to his lips. “Quiet down, loudmouth!” he whispered.
Halston landed on his feet. He ran his hands through his blonde hair and shook his head. “What are you doing?”
Roderick grinned. “I told you I wanted to be included in your little games.”
Halston glanced over his shoulders. The Wraith was looking through the hole that it had crashed through. Its eyes landed on them. Two quads of Scayors entered the corridor. The tall creatures had black or silver metal covering every inch of their bodies. Halston cocked his infinity gun.
“Put that away!” Roderick ordered. “You know it won’t work on that thing.”
Halston furrowed his brows and secured his infinity gun in its holster. “Listen, I know what I’m doing.”
Roderick huffed and came to his feet. He barely reached Halston’s chest and had the face of a ten year old, but Halston knew all too well that looks can be deceiving. Roderick was none other than the Alchemist, the one who had helped him rescue Koa and break Jax out of this very prison only minutes ago.
“You know how to make a big mess. That is all.” Roderick narrowed his eyes up at Halston.
Halston began to protest, tell the Alchemist that he needed to go back to his lab and leave matters to the angels, when Roderick spoke quick words, threw two vials and vanished.
Halston looked around, mouth agape as the vials hit the floor. He fell back as a blast of light filled the corridor. As Halston landed with his back against the wall, he saw Roderick reappear behind the Scayors.
Whatever the boy had done, sent the Scayors into erratic chaos. Their bodies were electrified. Robotic screams filled the room as they writhed and trembled.
Roderick stood behind them, smiling.
Halston raised a brow. The boy looked evil standing there, enjoying what he liked to call games. Halston pushed himself off the wall and sent more air to the Wraith. The walls and floor vibrated with its intensity.
While the Scayors were convulsing, the Wraith didn’t seem to be affected. Halston closed his eyes and sent more energy into the force of air. The air tightened, collected energy, and turned blue. The instant it hit the Wraith, the creature let out a shrill cry and burst into tiny particles, swirled in circles, and faded into the air.
Halston went to his knees and tried to catch his breath. Lights flashed behind his eyelids as he willed the pounding headache to subside. He’d used a lot of power in such a short amount of time, even angels needed to use caution.
All Halston saw when he tried to calm his breathing was Koa’s little face. Those green eyes looked at him lovingly. The corners of her mouth lifted into that small smile that she only gave him.
He felt at peace, and when Halston opened his eyes Roderick was standing before him, his arms holding his red suspenders. Halston leaned to the side to look past the boy. The Scayors lay in a heap of what looked like scrap metal in a junkyard.
Halston lifted a brow and looked at the Alchemist.
Roderick grinned. “That was fun.” He dusted his hands and folded them behind him. “What’s next?”
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K.N. Lee
Amateur artist, traveling enthusiast, and wannabe rock star, K.N. Lee is an American author who resides in North Carolina. She enjoys writing fantasy, horror, and twisted short stories. She also writes poetry and does a great deal of promoting other authors on her websites. When she is not cooking traditional Asian meals for her friends, she travels the world and practices foreign languages.
Her works include, The Chronicles of Koa: Netherworld, Dark Prophet, Wicked Webs, Empty Your Heart, and the paranormal collection of short stories, Thicker Than Blood. The short fantasy story, The Last of the Jinn can be found in A World of Worlds, and The Ticking Ring can be found in A World of Joy.
She lives with her two dogs, Raven and Loki.
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