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Excerpt, Commitment To Love by Bev Elle – #ASMSG #BoxedSet #PULSEPOINT

 

Coming February 1st!

PULSE POINT ANTHOLOGY

Nine authors. Nine arresting stories to keep your blood pumping.

Eight other authors and myself have teamed up to bring you an anthology to benefit the American Heart Association.��Pulse Point anthology is in support of the February Go Red for Women campaign.��So, beginning February 1 – ��28, 2015, ��you will have a limited time to snag this collection of nine novels to either steal your heart or set it racing.

Heart disease is the No. 1 killer of women. Help us make a difference. Go Red and Speak Red. All proceeds of this anthology will go to the American Heart Association Go Red for Women campaign.

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SUMMARIES

Nine Authors, Nine stories and over 900 pages of romance come together in this anthology to raise awareness and benefit the American Hearth Association. Heart disease is the No. 1 killer of women. Help us make a difference. Go Red and Speak Red. All proceeds of this anthology will go to the American Heart Association – Go Red for Women campaign.

Midnight by Elizabeth Miller: One destined meeting. It alters journalist, Charlise ���Charlie��� Carter���s course. When asked to work on a Republican candidate’s campaign, she���s unprepared for the intense reaction she has toward the young, handsome presidential hopeful, Colin McKenna. Unable to resist Charlie���s allure, McKenna succumbs to his desire and they find themselves exploring a passionate, physical relationship that is soon tested by not only their own secrets, but his political advisers.

Not at First by Phalla S. Rios: Falling for two men at the same time was something Angel Mabbott never expected to happen. Leaving a past full of pain and loss in California, Angel is determined to make something of her life when she starts college in Minneapolis. But life takes a turn when she finds herself torn between Kevin and Roman.

One Hot Summer by Lisa M. Harley: ���Whatever you say, Mrs. Mason. It won’t happen again.��� He mumbled under his breath, ���Until you ask for it.��� AnaBelle Mason is a lonely widow trying to run the farm her husband left her. Tray Thompson is a college student majoring in beer and girls. Will One Hot Summer together change their lives forever?

Fade to Black by M. Stratton: She was a single mother, happy running her gallery, he was a famous movie star who never wanted to get married. Neither can deny the instant attraction. Neither knew there was an ex-lover who’d do anything to make sure they stayed apart.

Striving for Perfection by B.L. Mooney: She thinks perfection is a gimmick. He thinks it’s an illusion. Can they get past each other’s imperfections to make it work?

Heartless by Vanessa Marie: Charlie has good reasons for keeping her bruised, damaged heart to herself, but Sam will do whatever it takes to break down her walls and force his way in. Until they discover that their relationship is off limits. Will Charlie deny her own happiness to protect everything her teacher has worked for? In a broken heartbeat.

Stormy Surrender by Nicole Andrews Moore: Joe Masters, a fiery ginger, had a smile that could charm the pants off of any woman he met. Marti Whitaker was recently burned by a charming man. Their romance promised to be stormy unless one or both would simply surrender.

Storm Front by Lisa N. Paul: 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. Will Ashley Kynde and Ryan Baker move forward together or will they finally close the last remaining door to their past?

Commitment to Love by Bev Elle: A preacher���s daughter is torn between passion and her faith convictions when she meets a handsome police officer who is a womanizing commitment-phobe with abandonment issues.

COMMITMENT TO LOVE

Commitment to Love is my offering in the PULSE POINT Anthology. The following is an excerpt from Chapter 4:

Alaina finally opened the door to acknowledge the policeman. She prepared herself mentally for the drill she���d perfected with Officer Padgett, but was surprised as he removed his cap, to see a much younger officer. In fact, this man was gorgeous. Had she taken a better look earlier, she might have hurried her Gigi off the phone sooner.

���Officer������ She eyed his nametag: N. Heath Stanton and wondered why he chose to conceal his first name. ������Stanton, how may I help you?�����She registered bold sea-green eyes that regarded her with either intense interest or curiosity. She couldn���t decide which. Alaina also noted with a mental fist pump, the absence of a wedding ring.

He was about a foot taller than her five foot four-inch frame, sans the ambitious heels she wore. While not rock-star thin, she thought she spied sinewy muscle definition under his uniform blues. A shock of haphazard dark brown hair no longer hidden by the cap adorned his head.

���I���m Officer Heath Stanton, TPD. I���m looking for the director of the center.��� He lacked the southern drawl she expected, his sexy voice more of a mid-western twang. He couldn���t be more than a few years older than her twenty-three, but his demeanor was all business at the moment.

���That would be me. Alaina Parker.��� She offered a hand and they shared a firm shake.

The touch of his skin made her face grow warm.��She crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes. A visit from a police officer other than Padgett, their liaison, could only mean one thing.�� ���What? Do I have another delinquent in TPD���s custody?��� she asked.

���No, ma���am. I just wanted to come by and introduce myself. Captain Harrison assigned me to cover the property and surrounding community as the new liaison. Officer Padgett was reassigned.���

Alaina���s expression exhibited mild surprise. Her complaints had finally been taken seriously. She stepped aside and motioned for him to come in.

���Thanks, ma���am.���

���Unless protocol requires such decorum, please, call me Alaina. My grandmother is the only woman in my family who answers to Ma���am.��� Alaina shook her head and grinned wider, shifting her weight onto one hip.

Officer Stanton loosened up a bit. ���I���ll call you Alaina if you���ll call me Heath.���

His sun-kissed skin made him look almost angelic as he stood there, now giving her the once-over as well.��All she knew is he had all the goods to replace that nameless, faceless dream man who seduced her in her sleep on a regular basis the past few weeks.

���All right, Heath and Alaina it is when the children aren���t around. If they learned our given names our authority would be thoroughly undermined.���

���We wouldn���t want that.���

���You have no idea how happy I am to see Officer Padgett replaced.��� She lowered her voice in a conspiratorial fashion even though they were the only two people in the room. ���That man was beyond non-responsive.���

���Since this is now my assignment, you can be sure I���ll be responsive.��� Her candor may have been off-putting, as she noted an inflection in his tone.

Alaina was pleased her directness hadn���t rattled him���much. Something in his bearing clued her in that he could be former military. Although she was not usually attracted to uniforms like many of her girlfriends, she found herself drawn to Officer Stanton���s brooding good looks.

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Virtual Cookie Exchange – Soft Gingerbread Cookies by Bev Elle #ASMSG #ChristmasCookies #Romance

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I’m very��stoked��to participate��in the Virtual Cookie Exchange along with a group of amazing authors. Every day between December 14-23 you get a delicious cookie recipe – and a chance to enter a giveaway for TWO $25 Amazon Gift Cards!

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My��protagonists in OBSIDIAN FAITH were orphaned at an early age, however, the parents at the group home and a volunteer family fell in love with Shanice and Trevor,��who��bonded long before the opportunity for them to be adopted came along. On holidays, the Baileys and the Kyles baked cookies, among other things, but one aroma that Shanice and Trevor equate with being part of the wonderful families they each had growing up was gingerbread cookies!

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Excerpt

“You know what we should do, Trevor?”

���What?���

���We should adopt each other, since we don���t have a Mommy or Daddy.���

���Okay.��� He grinned. ���We can be like the two musketeers.���

Shanice looked confused. ���What���s a musketeer?���

���They were like these special soldiers who guarded the king of France a long time ago. Their special motto, uh, saying, was ���one for all and all for one.������

She looked more confused. ���And what does that mean?���

���They had each other���s back… looked out for each other.���

���Like we���re always going to do, right?��� She said and gave him a big smile.

���Right.���

From that day forward, in Shanice���s eyes, Trevor could do no wrong.��– OBSIDIAN FAITH, Chapter 1

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I know Brenda Bailey and Elena Kyle would’ve made��today’s recipe every Christmas for Shanice and Trevor, just as this author actually baked the ones that appear in this photo (shameless self-plug)!

Check out the recipe below!

Soft Gingerbread Cookies

SOFT GINGERBREAD COOKIES

Ingredients

2�� cups all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons ground ginger
1 teaspoon baking soda
�� teaspoon ground cinnamon
�� teaspoon ground cloves
�� teaspoon salt
�� cup butter, softened
1 cup white sugar
1 egg
1 tablespoon water
�� cup molasses
4 tablespoons white sugar

Instructions

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Mix together the flour, ginger, baking soda, cinnamon, cloves, and salt. Set aside.
In a large bowl, cream together the butter and 1 cup sugar until light and fluffy.
Beat in the egg, then stir in the water and molasses.
Gradually stir the sifted ingredients into the molasses mixture.
Shape dough into 1″ (25mm) sized balls, and roll them in the remaining 4 tablespoons of sugar. (Use cookie cutters to make Christmas shapes if desired. If cookers are to be cut into shapes, the surface counter should be sprinkled with flour so when rolled, the dough doesn���t stick to the surface.)
Place the cookies 2 inches apart onto an ungreased cookie sheet.
Bake for 10-12 minutes in the preheated oven.
Allow cookies to cool on baking sheet for 5 minutes before removing to a wire rack to cool completely. Decorate as you see fit.
Store in an airtight container.

So that’s the cookie recipe… now for the giveaway!

Just name today’s recipe for a chance to win – and if you have a Pinterest account you can get bonus entries for pinning each of the recipes in the Virtual Cookie Exchange. Good luck!

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PLEASE NOTE: You won’t be able to complete certain entries until the cookie recipe for the day is posted, so be sure and check back each day for more chances to win!

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AUTHORS PARTICIPATING IN THE VIRTUAL COOKIE EXCHANGE

December 15

Lisa Bilbrey-Author

http://lisabilbrey.blogspot.com/December 16

Ava O’Shay

http://avaoshayromance.blogspot.com/December 17

Angel Lawson Author

http://www.angellawson.com/blog/December 18

R.E. Hargrave, Author

http://www.rehargrave.com/December 19

Jennifer Garcia, Author

http://jenniferfgarcia.com/

December 20

Bev Elle, Author

https://bevelle.wordpress.com/

December 21

Sydney Logan Author

http://www.sydneylogan.com/

December 22

T.M. Franklin

http://www.TMFranklin.com/

December 23

K. B. Hoyle

http://nightnark.blogspot.com/

Bev Elle’s HOLIDAY GIFT EXCHANGE BOOK LOVERS BLOG HOP – #ASMSG #BlogHop #FREEGifts

Today I���m excited to be participating in the HOLIDAY GIFT EXCHANGE BOOK LOVERS BLOG HOP hosted by author S.K. Wills. For my part of the exchange, I���m giving away a FREE novella��of ��FLY ME TO THE MOON.

I will only have the link for you to claim your copy up for 24 hours, so don���t wait to get it!

Please also leave a comment telling me your favorite holiday cake or pie��and then click on the following link or cover graphic to claim your FREE novella (and, please leave a review on GoodReads once you’ve read it!): FLY ME TO THE MOON!

My most recent new release is OBSIDIAN FAITH, and you can get it at your favorite ebook retailers, right now:

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Thanks for participating in the blog hop���be sure to tell your friends to stop by too. And don���t forget to check the schedule tomorrow for links to the other blogs:��http://bit.ly/holiday-blog-hop!

Season’s Greetings!

New Release Blitz – OBSIDIAN FAITH – #ASMSG #Romance #IR/MC #ForbiddenLove

Obsidian Faith

by Bev Elle

Publication Date: 4 December 2014

Genres: Contemporary, Romance

NOT EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS HAS TO STAY THERE

I have been excited to bring this story to readers in its expanded form since its debut as a Novella in The Obsidian Collection (now out of print).��Those who read it as a part of the collection will be surprised at how much richer and fuller the��story is as a standalone.

New readers will likewise enjoy the story in its present form; because who doesn’t love a slightly forbidden romance between surrogate siblings?

Follow Trevor Kyle and Shanice Bailey as they go from orphans to beloved children of two very close foster families. Mourn with them as they mourn, and fall in love with them as they fall in love. And finally, cheer for them as they thwart the villain’s diabolical plans.

This story is set in Sin City, but not everything that happens in Vegas has to stay there. Obsidian Faith debuts TODAY!

Synopsis

They were the most unlikely pair to fall in love. . .

A golden boy with a dark past. A bi-racial girl with epic faith. These two weren’t supposed to survive the system, sketchy origins and all.

Trevor Kyle has loved Shanice Bailey forever���from the time they both landed in the Baptist Children’s Home until they were young adults raised by adoptive families that had no resemblance to the worlds from which they came. Trevor has always been her protector and champion even when he was busy pushing her away for her own good.

Shanice has always taken her faith in Trevor seriously. Her childhood oath is strengthened when she learns the true meaning of family. But After Trevor���s adoptive parents die tragically and his bachelor uncle takes him in, she finds that the boy she���s always looked up to has changed, and not for the better. Yet, she can���t bring herself to forget him as her pure childhood love for him blossoms into something more.

The most generous heart and truest faith does not travel an easy path. Just when Trevor thinks he’s found a way to keep his promise to be with Shanice forever, a specter from the past threatens their future plans.

EXCERPT, Chapter 12, Obsidian Faith

���You want to be a doctor?��� Trevor said.

���No, a nurse. I want to help people get over drug addiction and stuff, but I don���t want to go to school for all the years it takes to be a doctor.���

���That���s cool. Just don���t fall for some doctor and forget about me,��� he teased.

���I���d never forget you, Trevor,��� she said. ���And I���ll never fall for some doctor.���

���How do you know?��� he said. ���You���ll go off to college and I���ll be as good as forgotten.���

���You���ll forget me first,��� she said. ���You already have. You���re the one who���s taking Emily Winters to the prom and everything.���

���It���s just another rite of passage.���

���A what?���

���It���s one of those things you���re expected to do at certain ages that transition you from one stage in life to another.���

���Oh, well. I���m not passing any rites with anyone but you,��� She said.

���You���re too young to say that, Shanice. You���ve got a lot of growing up to do.���

���So do you.��� She protested, just as he expected her to.

���Yeah, but I���m closer to twenty-one than you are, and I���ll be going off to college in a couple of years.���

���I know, but I won���t forget you,��� Shanice said with conviction.

���How do you know this?��� Trevor asked.

���Because I���m going to be like Amy March in Little Women.���

���Never heard of it,��� Trevor said.

���Probably because boys think it���s stupid. But there is a Little Men, and Jo���s Boys and they���re about orphans and stuff. Anyway, they���re classics. Mom read the books when she was about my age, so she gave them to me for Christmas.���

���What does this have to do with you not forgetting me?���

���You���ll have to read Little Women to find out,��� she said cryptically.

About Bev Elle

Bev Elle the author of sweet and spicy, contemporary romance. A lover of books���many already written, and those she harbors in her very active imagination. Writing is a passion she���s had for many years, but was unable to act upon. Until now. Bev Elle is the mother of three human children and two canines. She is also the lover of one husband :) When Bev isn���t writing in her spare time after work, she is thinking of doing so.

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NEW RELEASE – GETTING LUCKY by BETH BOLDEN – #ASMSG #Romance

GETTING LUCKY IS NOW AVAILABLE!

I’m so excited to finally release the second book in the Portland Pioneers series, GETTING LUCKY.

HE MIGHT HAVE STRUCK OUT���

Noah Fox���s life is changing. Ever since he was hit in the head by a pitch, nothing has been the same. Fighting daily headaches and the growing fear that his baseball career is over, Noah goes in search of the woman who once loved and left him.

BUT HE REFUSES TO STOP SWINGING.

What he finds in the tiny town of Sand Point is nothing he could have ever expected. A trained chef and a certified ���foodie,��� Maggie May King has been perfectly content to devote the last three years of her life to running her baby, the Sand Point Caf��. Noah���s never met anyone less awed by his good looks or his celebrity, and even though she���s the last person he should be befriending, he finds himself seduced by Maggie���s sweetness and her even sweeter orange rolls.

BEHIND THE STORY:

When I published The Lucky Charm, all I had of Getting Lucky was the setup of Noah Fox’s injury and a wild, crazy idea that maybe the last person he should be interested turns out to be the ONLY person he’s interested in.

What can I say? Apparently I love making things difficult for myself.

By the way, that will totally be written on my tombstone: “Beth: making things difficult for herself since 1984.”

I also made the crazy, ambitious choice to try to write this book in four months. Yes, I know some people write like four books in four months. Unfortunately I own this whole other business and I don’t think my clients would have been very happy if I disappeared into my writing cave. I don’t think my fiance would be very happy either.

I’ve talked about some of the struggles I had writing The Lucky Charm, which in all its iterations took me about 2 and a half years to finish. So four months was pretty ambitious. My worst fear was getting to the end of the draft and realizing it all had to be different.

But guess what! You learn so much writing your first book. So many, many things to avoid. So many things you keep saying to yourself, “I wish I’d done this differently.” Getting Lucky was my opportunity to make good on the learning experience, and this book practically wrote itself.

Noah was so fun to delve into–a little bit more melancholy at first than he was in The Lucky Charm–and Maggie May was a breath of fresh air. I didn’t actually end up putting this in the book, but Maggie May’s mom is definitely a huge Rod Stewart fan, and yes, that is where she got her name!

An Excerpt from GETTING LUCKY:

Noah Fox was practically holding a press conference in her Caf��. Apparently word had spread overnight that a famous baseball player had arrived in Sand Point and this was apparently the most exciting thing anyone had experienced in years, because the awed expressions on everyone���s faces was just plain sickening.

Unsurprisingly, he was eating up the attention, smiling and laughing like he was just like them, but he wasn���t, Maggie inwardly raged. She stomped right up to his stupid, hot self and poked him hard in the arm. She resolutely ignored how firm and muscley his biceps felt.

���I hear you���d like to talk to me,��� she said when he turned to her.

���Oh, Maggie. Just the woman I wanted to see,��� he said with so much transparent delight she wanted to smack it right off that ridiculously handsome face. No man should look that good, she thought rebelliously, it was unfair to the rest of the mortal world.

���My office,��� she spit out, and walked off, weaving between the tables and slack-jawed customers, not even bothering to glance behind to see if he���d followed her.

He was in Tabitha���s thrall, and Maggie was apparently the only way he could find her; of course he���d follow.

They reached the office and she gestured him inside and shut the door behind her. It was only at that moment, looking up at him, thinking, god, he���s so tall, that she realized she���d made a slight miscalculation.

The office was so small, there was barely room for her desk and a single chair, with the built-in shelves towering over her desk, but Noah was definitely not a small guy. He filled the open space so completely, Maggie pressed her back to the door and still felt nearly overwhelmed by his over-sized presence.

Shit.

But she couldn���t back down now by opening the door and moving this meeting to another location. That would be tantamount to admitting he got to her and he really didn���t. She wasn���t as weak-willed and superficial as the rest of Sand Point���or her sister���was.

���You have time to talk to Tabitha last night?��� Noah asked with nearly as much transparent eagerness as Hannah had displayed earlier.

Maggie shook her head sharply. She really didn���t want to go into why she���d been so distracted either. Even though this Noah Fox presented himself as everyone���s super genial friend, he was still a complete stranger.

���Oh,��� Noah replied, ducking his head down low, a faint flush of embarrassment on his cheeks, and for the second time, she saw the depth of the darkness in his eyes. And didn���t it intrigue her more this time than it did before? Maggie cut off that thinking hard and sharp. She was not going to forget what Hannah had said before she���d been forced to interrupt her search for a repair.

���Don���t think I don���t know what you���re doing,��� Maggie said more than a little testily. ���Or what you���re saying.���

His disarming smile was practically a master class in innocent charm. When he folded those muscled arms against his firm chest, she had to remind herself yet again that he was a huge jerk.

���I don���t appreciate you going around talking about me that way,��� Maggie repeated. ���We���re not involved. You���re here to find Tabitha.���

His white teeth flashed against that tan skin again. ���I don���t know what you mean.���

Maggie���s temper roiled. This was probably how he lived his whole stupid, privileged life���going around doing whatever the hell he wanted, and blasting women with that goddamn smile when his trail got too messy and he had to clean up a bit. ���Buddy,��� she bit off, ���you do not want to fuck around with me today. It���s been a spectacularly awful twenty four hours, and I really can���t take your bullshit right now. So cut the crap and stop making people think I���m why you���re here.���

���What���s happened? I hope it wasn���t me that made things tough on you.��� He had the nerve to look genuinely concerned.

Maggie grimaced. ���Hardly. You���re not so high on my priority list that you showing up in my town ruins my life. If we want to start with this morning, my exhaust fan wouldn���t turn on and Cal, who could normally fix it in a heartbeat, won���t answer his phone because he���s probably mad at me. And now I���m going to have to spend money I don���t have on a repair.���

She hated the sympathy in his stupid face. ���I could take a look at it for you,��� he offered and it was such a nice thought she actually stopped herself from rolling her eyes again. She could be difficult sometimes, but she prided herself on not being an ungrateful bitch.

���That���s really not necessary. You wouldn���t know what to look for.���

Noah shoved his hands in his pockets and Maggie resolutely ignored the way the muscles and tendons of his arms flexed at the movement. ���I���m actually pretty handy with stuff like that,��� he said softly and so unassumingly she never would have guessed he was the same show-off who���d dealt out smiles and genial handshakes in the dining room only five minutes ago.

It was proof of just how close Maggie was to the end of her rope that she considered the idea. It wasn���t like he could do much harm, right? He���d really only be marking time until Cal decided to stop pouting.

���Sure, why not,��� she finally said, leaving out her silent assumption that he couldn���t break it worse than it was already broken.

���And, for the record,��� he said genially, ���I never told Hannah anything. She made her own assumptions.���

Maggie suddenly remembered she was supposed to be furious with him. The ability to disarm women was probably another one of the many tricks he had up his sleeve. ���Hannah isn���t prone to vast exaggeration,��� Maggie insisted, ���some exaggeration, yes, but not making up stories out of thin air.���

In the approximately fifteen minutes they���d spent in each other���s company, she���d never seen him look uncomfortable, but he did now. ���I might have hinted a little,��� he allowed. ���But she was so. . .determined to flirt. And I don���t do that.���

���Anymore,��� Maggie added helpfully.

He shot her a look like she was crazy, and it was a testament to how bizarre the last day had been that Maggie actually preferred that look to the panty-melting smile he usually employed.

���I mean,��� she added, ���that you don���t do that anymore.���

He was beginning to look downright disgruntled and Maggie was secretly���or maybe not so secretly���thrilled at this. He was cute mad. Maybe even cuter than when he was trying to be so hot all the time. ���I don���t know what the hell you���re talking about,��� he practically grunted.

���You said you don���t do that. But look at you.��� She gestured absently in his general direction but she���d forgotten how cramped the office was, and her fingers brushed the soft fabric of his t-shirt and the firm stomach muscles beneath it. Snatching back her hand, she glanced up at him, ready to apologize for nearly groping him, but the sudden heat in his eyes caught her off-guard.

Maggie knew she should reach behind her, open the door and stop this conversation right now. She didn���t, though, and the only reason she could figure was it had been so long since a guy looked at her with that soft, almost reluctant attraction, even though she knew he was only looking because she faintly resembled her elder sister. She���d needed something all day to cleanse her palate of Cal���s ridiculous flirting, and Noah seemed made-to-order.

���Look at me?��� he asked. ���What about you? Are you so ugly that nobody could ever imagine you flirting?���

Maggie knew she wasn���t ugly. She also wasn���t her sister. ���Hardly.���

���Hardly,��� he chuckled, ���Not quite how I���d put it, but I guess that works.���

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Beth Bolden lives in Portland,Oregon with one cat and one fiance. She wholly believes in Keeping Portland Weird, but wishes she didn���t have to make the yearly pilgrimage up to Seattle to watch her Boston Red Sox play baseball. After graduating from university with a degree in English, Beth unsurprisingly had no idea what to do with her life, and spent the next few years working for a medical equipment supplier, a technology company, and an accounting firm. Now Beth runs her own business as a Girl Friday for small business owners, assisting them with administration, bookkeeping and their general sanity. Beth has been writing practically since she learned the alphabet. Unfortunately, her first foray into novel writing, titled Big Bear with Sparkly Earrings, wasn���t a bestseller, but hope springs eternal.

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OBSIDIAN FAITH by Bev Elle – #ASMSG #Romance #Forbidden Love

 

NOT EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS HAS TO STAY THERE

I have been excited to bring this story to readers in its expanded form since its debut as a Novella in The Obsidian Collection (now out of print).��Those who read it as a part of the collection will be surprised at how much richer and fuller the��story is as a standalone.

New readers will likewise enjoy the story in its present form; because who doesn’t love a slightly forbidden romance between surrogate siblings?

Follow Trevor Kyle and Shanice Bailey as they go from orphans to beloved children of two very close foster families. Mourn with them as they mourn, and fall in love with them as they fall in love. And finally, cheer for them as they thwart the villain’s diabolical plans.

This story is set in Sin City, but not everything that happens in Vegas has to stay there. Obsidian Faith debuts on December 4, 2014!

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They were the most unlikely pair to fall in love. . .

A golden boy with a dark past. A bi-racial girl with epic faith. These two weren’t supposed to survive the system, sketchy origins and all.

Trevor Kyle has loved Shanice Bailey forever���from the time they both landed in the Baptist Children’s Home until they were young adults raised by adoptive families that had no resemblance to the worlds from which they came. Trevor has always been her protector and champion even when he was busy pushing her away for her own good.

Shanice has always taken her faith in Trevor seriously. Her childhood oath is strengthened when she learns the true meaning of family. But After Trevor���s adoptive parents die tragically and his bachelor uncle takes him in, she finds that the boy she���s always looked up to has changed, and not for the better. Yet, she can���t bring herself to forget him as her pure childhood love for him blossoms into something more.

The most generous heart and truest faith does not travel an easy path. Just when Trevor thinks he’s found a way to keep his promise to be with Shanice forever, a specter from the past threatens their future plans.

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Romance flies the friendly skies in this diverse collection of short stories from a talented group of best-selling and up-and-coming authors.

There’s something for everyone in this mile-high compilation – from a love story born in a blizzard to a steamy encounter spawned by a series of crazy events. For supernatural fiction fans, how about the tale of an airport that’s also a portal to another world… or a scheduled flight that takes a detour into an alternate reality?

From an unexpected trip that reignites a twenty year old flame, to a quirky liaison between a ticketing agent and an adorable doctor, Frequent Flyers takes you on a journey that will touch your heart and leave you flying high!

 

Eye of the Storm by Beth Bolden – Commercial pilot Captain Grant Montgomery III lives for the rules; flight attendant Tess O’Brien loves to break them. The storm brewing between them might be even wilder than the record-breaking blizzard outside.

 

“I loved Tess. She reminded me of so many people in my large Irish family, and I saw some aspects of myself in her too.” – Goodreads Reviewer

Fly Me To The Moon by Bev Elle – Ticketing agent Jessamy Taylor has been in a dating slump that was exacerbated when she moved her sickly mother in. Truth is, she’s never gotten over the quirky Dr. Griffin Sanderson whose OCD drives her crazy, despite his excellent bedside manner.

“I love stories about people finding each other again, and this is just what you got with this story.

Beware, you WILL hum the Sinatra song throughout, and beyond, reading this story.” – Goodreads Reviewer



Unscheduled Departure by T.M. Franklin – Rowan Elliott is devastated when her boyfriend, Finn, tells her he’s moving across the country to take over the family business, and thrilled when he changes his mind at the last minute and gets off the plane. But then things get . . . weird. And Ro’s left wondering if her boyfriend’s really who she thinks he is.

“The entire thing kept me turning pages. I NEEDED to know what was happening.

Sucked in right from the beginning, pace was perfect.” – Goodreads Reviewer



A Midsummer Flight’s Dream by Kira A. Gold – Twenty years ago, he promised to catch her if she fell. Contains young lust, old books, and wild strawberries.

“This story about past love and coming together again later was lovely.” – Goodreads Reviewer



Forced Landing by Angel Lawson – Nadya discovers her tiny hometown airport is the portal to a world she never knew existed, one with an ancient history buried deep within her bloodline.

“I loved the paranormal elements…easily could be continued into a series.” – Goodreads Reviewer



 

The Friendly Skies by Amanda Weaver – An unruly drunk, a misbehaving volcano and a re-routed flight lead to one steamy night for two strangers who meet on a plane.

“The relationship between Simon and Cassie was paced perfectly. I half expected it to feel rushed considering the majority of the story takes place in a matter of hours, but it never did. The pacing was perfect.” – Goodreads Reviewer

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Beth Bolden lives in Portland,Oregon with one cat and one fiance. She wholly believes in Keeping Portland Weird, but wishes she didn’t have to make the yearly pilgrimage up to Seattle to watch her Boston Red Sox play baseball. After graduating from university with a degree in English, Beth unsurprisingly had no idea what to do with her life, and spent the next few years working for a medical equipment supplier, a technology company, and an accounting firm. Now Beth runs her own business as a Girl Friday for small business owners, assisting them with administration, bookkeeping and their general sanity.

Beth has been writing practically since she learned the alphabet. Unfortunately, her first foray into novel writing, titled Big Bear with Sparkly Earrings, wasn’t a bestseller, but hope springs eternal. Her first novel, The Lucky Charm, was published in May 2014 and its sequel, Getting Lucky will be available December 1, 2014.

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Angel Lawson lives with her family in Atlanta and has a lifelong obsession with creating fiction from reality, either with paint or words. On a typical day you can find her writing, reading, plotting her escape from the zombie apocalypse and trying to get the glitter out from under her nails.

She is the author of five books, including the Wraith Series, Serial Summer, FanGirl, and Vigilant. She is the co-author of the New Adult Paranormal book, Odin’s Murder with Kira Gold.

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T.M. Franklin started out her career writing nonfiction in a television newsroom. Graduating with a B.A. in Communications specializing in broadcast journalism and production, she worked for nine years as a major market television news producer, and garnered two regional Emmy Awards, before she resigned to be a full-time mom and part-time freelance writer. Her first published novel, MORE, was born out of a challenge to write a novel in thirty days issued during National Novel Writing month. MORE was well received, selected as a finalist in the 2013 Kindle Book Review Best Indie Book Awards, and won the Suspense/Thriller division of the Blogger Book Fair Reader’s Choice Awards.

In addition to MORE and its sequels, The Guardians and TWELVE, Franklin has penned the Amazon best-selling short stories, Window and A Piece of Cake. Her Amazon best-selling YA romance, How to Get Ainsley Bishop to Fall in Love with You, is Franklin’s first love story without traditionally recognized paranormal or fantasy elements. Although . . . T. M. is the first to argue that love is the best kind of magic.

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Kira A. Gold is a textile artist living in Lexington, Kentucky. She has four accidental cats and an intentional collection of vintage marionettes. After midnight, she writes strange things in a blue bathrobe.
Her first book, ODIN’S MURDER, with Angel Lawson, is a New Adult paranormal twist on Norse mythology. Her solo debut, THE SCENT OF FLAMES, is a Young Adult take on Hamlet, set in Vermont. Look for her next play on Shakespeare, a seductive and speculative MacBeth, early next year.
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Bev Elle is the author of sweet and spicy contemporary romance, women’s fiction and historical paranormal romance. A love of books–many already written, and those she harbors in her very active imagination. Writing is a passion she’s had for many years, but was unable to act upon. Bev Elle is the mother of three human children and two canines. She is also the lover of one husband. When Bev isn’t writing in her spare time after work, she is thinking of doing so.

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Like many writers, Amanda Weaver spent her childhood telling stories. College steered her in a different direction and into a successful career as a designer. Several years ago, she picked up writing again as a hobby, to blow off some creative steam. One thing led to another, National Novel Writing Month happened, and here we are.

Amanda Weaver grew up in Florida and now lives in Brooklyn, New York with her husband, daughter and two crazy cats.

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Frequent Flyers Book Blitz: Featuring The Friendly Skies by Amanda Weaver – #ASMSG #Romance #Boxed Set

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Cassie Sinclair has been there, done that, and has the frequent flyer miles to prove it. She’s far too jaded to fall for the engaging stranger seated next to her on her flight to Mexico, no matter how pretty his face or dreamy his accent. But when the flight’s re-routed and their tightly packed schedules are blown, she decides indulging in one reckless night with Simon couldn’t hurt. They’ll have their fun and fly back to their regularly scheduled lives the next day. But fate (and Simon) might have other plans.

“Cass, let’s just call this what it is.”

She blinked at him, unbearably aware of his hand covering hers. God, could he feel the way her pulse was racing under his fingertips? “And what’s that?” she asked, her voice thick and quiet with nerves.

“A date.”

“This is a date?”

He shrugged casually, one corner of his mouth curling up in a smile. His fingers slowly slid higher on her arm. “Yes, a date. We might not have set out to go on one today, but that seems to be where we’ve found ourselves. So let’s go with it.”

“On a date.”

His smile grew wider and he nodded once. He was positively caressing her arm now. “A date. Which means I’m buying.”

She didn’t protest when he slid the check out of her reach. After tucking his credit card in the folder, he took her hand again, turning it over and skimming his thumb over her palm. Her breath caught in her throat. Such a tiny, insignificant touch, and yet she felt it in so many places.

“Since we’ve agreed that we’re now on a date, maybe you won’t mind me doing this,” he murmured, lifting her hand and pressing his lips against the pounding pulse in her wrist. He looked up at her, his lips still brushing her skin.

“Okay?”

She nodded. “Okay,” she whispered.

“And this?” He kissed the center of her palm, slowly, deliberately, and she was fairly certain she felt his tongue flick out to taste her skin. She pressed her knees together as her nerves and muscles slowly melted. She wanted to climb into his lap, straddle him, push his shoulders back, grab him by that tie…

“That’s okay, too.” Her voice had turned into a rasp.

“You’ve got some chocolate on your finger,” he murmured, his breath washing across her palm. “Right here.”

There was no errant spot of chocolate, but she said nothing as he drew the tip of her index finger into his mouth. She thought she might combust on the spot. It didn’t last long, just a whisper of his slick, warm mouth around her fingertip and then he let her go, sitting back and smiling with an expression that was nothing short of salacious. “I’ve wanted to do that all day.”

 

 

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Like many writers, Amanda Weaver spent her childhood telling stories. College steered her in a different direction and into a successful career as a designer. Several years ago, she picked up writing again to blow off some creative steam. One thing led to another, National Novel Writing Month happened, and here we are.

Amanda Weaver grew up in Florida and now lives in Brooklyn, New York with her husband, daughter and two crazy cats.

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Romance flies the friendly skies in this diverse collection of short stories from a talented group of best-selling and up-and-coming authors.

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There’s something for everyone in this mile-high compilation – from a love story born in a blizzard to a steamy encounter spawned by a series of crazy events. For supernatural fiction fans, how about the tale of an airport that’s also a portal to another world… or a scheduled flight that takes a detour into an alternate reality? From an unexpected trip that reignites a twenty year old flame, to a quirky liaison between a ticketing agent and an adorable doctor, Frequent Flyers takes you on a journey that will touch your heart and leave you flying high!

Forced Landing

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Angel Lawson

Forced Landing ventures into co-existing worlds as Nadya discovers her tiny hometown airport is a portal to a world she never knew existed. Ancient history is buried deep within her bloodline, one that is revealed as events push her closer to pilot, and Sidhe Guard, Liam Caldwell.

As a protector, Liam agreed to never reveal the truth to Nadya about his connection to her and her family. That agreement is tested when Nadya’s own abilities emerge, igniting their bond while placing her and the portal in danger.

He passed me and entered the hallway, directing me back the way I’d come. The house was silent, no sign of the woman that escorted me the first time.

When we reached the foyer he paused. “As much as I appreciate your concern, please do not follow me again, Nadya. It isn’t safe.”

“Safe? What do you mean?” From our close proximity I could see that the injury on his face had fully healed. I dropped my eyes to his chest, but there was no evidence of a bandage under his thin shirt. Without thinking I reached forward, more curious than I’d ever been, but he stepped deftly away and my hand grasped nothing but air.

“Goodnight,” he said, opening the door.

The rain had finally passed and I stepped out into the muggy night. I turned to say goodbye, but instead heard the loud snap of the solid wood door as it closed in my face.

Angel Lawson lives with her family in Atlanta and has a lifelong obsession with creating fiction from reality, either with paint or words. On a typical day you can find her writing, reading, plotting her escape from the zombie apocalypse and trying to get the glitter out from under her nails. She is the author of five books, including the completed Wraith Series, Serial Summer, FanGirl, & an urban fantasy novel, Vigilant. She is the co-author of the New Adult Paranormal book, Odin’s Murder with Kira Gold.

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Frequent Flyers Book Blitz: Featuring A Midsummer Flights Dream by Kira A. Gold – #ASMSG #Romance #BoxedSet

 

Romance flies the friendly skies in this diverse collection of short stories from a talented group of best-selling and up-and-coming authors.

There’s something for everyone in this mile-high compilation – from a love story born in a blizzard to a steamy encounter spawned by a series of crazy events. For supernatural fiction fans, how about the tale of an airport that’s also a portal to another world… or a scheduled flight that takes a detour into an alternate reality?

From an unexpected trip that reignites a twenty year old flame, to a quirky liaison between a ticketing agent and an adorable doctor, Frequent Flyers takes you on a journey that will touch your heart and leave you flying high!

In A Midsummer Flight’s Dream, librarian Jolie Flynn has recently lost everything: her money, her house, her job, even her own name. When she has to fly to Öland, an island off the coast of Sweden, she bumps into Mattias during a layover. Twenty years ago, he promised to catch her if she fell, but he’s no longer the boy she knew from that magical summer two decades years ago. The attraction between them still burns hot as the solstice sun, and Jolie is reminded who she used to be, and that perhaps she hasn’t lost everything after all. Contains young lust, old books, and wild strawberries.

 

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Öland, (pronounced err-lahnd) is an island off the southeastern coast of Sweden, a magical place that time, and for eleven months of the year, most of the world forgets. Iron Age and Viking people settled (or at least died a lot) there, and the island served as the Royal game preserve for centuries of kings. Nowadays it’s a folksy artist summer hideout, with huge parties at midsummer that go on for days.

I first was on Öland—which translates to island-land, Swedes being rather literal like that–in 1991, and I fell in love with everything: the sea, the stones, the history, and the people. Everyone is beautiful in Sweden, from the craggy faced great grandmothers with laughing eyes, to brash boys that stare openly while not saying a word, and gorgeous women with the innate ability make really funky sweaters look fashionable. If you don’t believe me, have another shot of aquavit and tell me there isn’t something charismatic about that guy over there, the tall one who has been watching you all night and doesn’t look away when you meet his eyes.

The sunlight is amazing in Sweden in June. All the clichés of the “land of the midnight sun” are true; it’s as if the sun is too excited to set, and doesn’t want to miss the festivities. I lost track of the hour when I was there, and the day, it was simply summer. A Midsummer Flight’s Dream is an homage to the island, and the airports that take us there and get us home.

“I can’t believe you’re doing this.” Lucky clipped the stop sign as she backed out of the lot of the bed-and-breakfast that had given me a discount rate for the whole month, and turned north. “You’re like one of those college students who hikes across Russia with nothing but a sleeping bag, so she can ‘discover’ herself.” My 35-year-old best friend was the one who looked like a college student, or even younger, with yesterday’s glitter still smeared on her eyes and her hair in pigtails. “I always thought that ‘discovering yourself’ was a euphemism for ‘figuring out how to masturbate,’” she said. “You’ve got cash, right? So you can eat?”

“Yes, I have money.” I didn’t tell her how little I had: $93 dollars in my bag, $80 of it in change, leftover from the last yard sale. Enough, at least, to get me there. “I have a place to stay, and there’ll be food.” I hoped. “I’m fine.”

Lucky picked up the coffee stirrer from her gas station cappuccino and chewed it as she turned on to Route 7, mumbling something that sounded a lot like “No, you’re not.”

I grabbed my carry-on, a blue canvas backpack faded with twenty years of hard use, the reluctant gift from a boy who hadn’t wanted me to leave. In the outside pocket, next to my e-ticket receipt and my passport, was a pack of stale gum. I counted sticks—two for each flight—and took the one left, unwrapping it partway. I held it up and tugged the plastic stick from Lucky’s mouth.

“Just promise me you’ll cut loose a little. Get your mojo back,” she said, folding the gum into her mouth. “Get drunk. Get laid, even. Seduce some rich married guy and do him in the airport hotel.”

“You’re telling me to be the ‘other woman?’”

“No! Of course not. No.” Then she groaned. “No. Nonono!” She grimaced at the rear view mirror, slowing to a crawl on the side of the road. “I’m so sorry, Jolie. I wasn’t speeding, I swear.”

I turned, looking over my shoulder to the dark green squad car of a Vermont State trooper. “It’s okay,” I told her, though it really wasn’t. The plane ticket cost me what was left of my settlement and my last paycheck from the library. I hadn’t been able to afford the missed flight insurance.

The police officer tailed us until we could pull off alongside someone’s gravel driveway, and then he sat behind us for ten minutes, while I counted my heartbeats and Lucky apologized every thirty seconds. Finally, he rapped his knuckles on her window.

“Going a little fast there,” he said, taking her license and proof of insurance. “Are you aware your left brake light cover is broken?” She shook her head, apologizing to him now, and he left after eyeballing her train pajamas. I checked the time on my phone—two minutes ahead of the time on the dashboard of Lucky’s car—and reread the email I’d received late last night.

“So you’re staying at your aunt’s house?” Lucky asked. “The one who sends you all the weird hats?”

“Yeah. Great Aunt Tove. My mom’s mother’s sister.” She made fancy hand-dyed yarns for fiber artists, and knit strange gloves and scarves decorated with seashells, some itchy and musky with homespun fibers, some softer than kittens.

Lucky looked at the side mirror, and tapped her fingers on the steering wheel. “Will you have internet?”

“I doubt it. I’ll be happy if there’s electricity.”

“Wait. Is this the same woman with the neighbor boy? From that summer?” she asked, and I nodded, running my fingers over the three embroidered crowns on my backpack. They had frayed, but the yellow was still bright under the thinning metallic threads. He had dark hair, green eyes, and skin tanned gold by the Arctic sun and the sea; he’d taught me how to fish and what the words on the menu at the cafe said and how to drive my aunt’s ancient stick shift Saab, and had refused to say goodbye. Lucky grinned at me and bounced in her seat. “Is he still there?”

“I don’t think so. Tove said he got married a long time ago. Before I did.” She’d sent me a picture, addressed to her in gorgeous feminine handwriting, a Christmas postcard of three dark-haired girls with wide-set eyes, so button-cute my heart cried sugar tears.

The officer tapped on the car window again, even though it was rolled down halfway. He handed her a slip of paper, explaining that she had ten days to fix the light, and then waved us on. We’d lost twenty-three minutes.

Kira A. Gold is an expatriate of cold places way up north, now living in Lexington, Kentucky. She is a textiles artist and costume designer working with many theaters in the Bluegrass area. She has four accidental cats and an intentional collection of vintage marionettes, and drinks enormous quantities of Earl Grey tea. After midnight, she writes strange things in a blue bathrobe.
Her first book, ODIN’S MURDER, with Angel Lawson, is a New Adult paranormal twist on Norse mythology. Her solo debut, THE SCENT OF FLAMES, is a Young Adult take on Hamlet, set in Vermont. Look for her next play on Shakespeare, a seductive and speculative MacBeth, early next year.
She blogs sporadically at wordpress. Like her FB author page here, https://www.facebook.com/kiraagoldauthor for book info and odd thoughts or follow her inappropriate insanity on twitter: @kiraagold

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