The Summoning in the Spotlight

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My Night Owl Reviews Top Pick The Summoning is featured on the Dbl 1st Chapter today.  Drop by and read the first chapter of my paranormal romance that I self-published.  Buy link Amazon  

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Holiday Book Fair!! Dec. 12-15!

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Today is the last day of the Book Fair. Be sure to grab your picks by the end of the day.

HOLIDAY 99@99 BOOK FAIR

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If your wallet is feeling the pinch during the holidays, but you’re looking for some awesome new reads, you’ve come to the right place. As the name suggests, we have 99 books on sale December 12-15 for 99 cents each. Less than a buck for hours of amazing storytelling!

Plus, check in daily for a chance to win Amazon gift cards or play instant ebook giveaways for one of 12 books being awarded to lucky winners each day.

Look for Books from Your Favorite Authors!

Alathia Paris Morgan • Alexia Adams • Alicia Street • Allyson.R.Abbott • Angel Lawson • Angie Wilder • Ani Gonzalez • Aubrey Wynne • Bethany Strobel • Cara Marsi • Cate Tayler • Cornelia Amiri • Crisanne Marz • Crystal Dawn • Debbie White • Debby Conrad • Dena Garson • Denise Jaden • Donna Fasano • EG Manetti • Eli Lang • Emily Leigh • Gary Guinn • Gayle Parness • Honey Phillips • Jacqueline Diamond • Jennifer Faye • Jody A. Kessler  • Julie Brookman • K.A. Servian • Kat Drennan • Kate Rudolph • Katherine Gilbert • Katie O’Sullivan • Kris Pearson • L.E. Harrison • Laura A. Barnes • Lily Bly • Linda Nightingale • Lisa Chalmers  • LJ Swallow • Lucy Naylor Kubash • Margaret Daley • Maria K. Alexander • Marilyn Peake • Marlow Kelly • Mary Gillgannon • Mary Vine • Melissa Belle • Mila Young • N.D. Jones • Nicole Casey • P.J. MacLayne • PG Forte • PJ Fiala • R.M. Gauthier • Regan Walker • Rose Pearson • Selena Kitt • Simone Leigh • Soraya Naomi • Stacey Joy Netzel • Stephanie Queen • Sydney Jane Baily • Tamara Ferguson • Tanya Dawson • Tara Lain • Aileen Harkwood

Christmas and Cannolis by Peggy Jaeger! Character Interview!!!

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Hi, Linda. Thanks so much for having me visit today. I’ve been looking forward to it and I’ve wanted to introduce you to Ursula San Valentino for a while, now. I sat down with her recently to talk about our planned visit with you because I wanted to prepare her for what to expect and get her thoughts on what she wanted to talk about.  As usua,l when Ursula gets going, we got a little…off tangent. Here’s an example:

Peggy: So, Urs, you know we’re going to be on my writer friend Linda Nightingale’s blog in few weeks, right?

Ursula: (waves her hand like she’s swatting a bug away); Yeah, yeah. I know. Do I gotta get my hair done before we go? It’s getting close to the holidays and my girl is booked up. I don’t know if she can squeeze me in and I don’t want my hair to look brutto when we’re filming.

Peggy: ( Shakes her head), No, Ursula. Don’t you remember? I told you we’re being interviewed on-line, not on camera. No film. And your hair doesn’t look ugly at all. It’s fine.

Ursula: What’a’ya mean, on a line? I gotta stand on some line to talk to this lady? That ain’t gonna be no fun, especially since it’s gotten so cold outside.

Peggy: (Another head shake.) No, no On-line. Like, on the Internet. We’re guests on her writing blog—

Ursula: You know, Sonny says that Internet thing is a dangerous place. All kinds a’weirdos and losers with nothing better to do all day then type. And why is it called the Internet? I don’t get it. If it’s a net, that means it’s captures stuff and things get caught in it, right? I don’t know how I feel about that. I don’t wanna be trapped somewhere right before Christmas.

Peggy: (starting to sweat a little). Um, I think it’s called that because it’s a vast amount of computers that all talk to one another, computer to computer, internally.  You know, like a network? Inter-net. Get it?

Ursula: (squints at me) Computers talk to one another? Like, on the phone?

Peggy: Not exactly. (Takes a calming breath) But you don’t have to worry about any of that, Ursula. Linda’s just going to ask us some questions about Regina’s bakery and her life –

Ursula: What she gotta know about my piccolo ragazza for?

Peggy: Because that’s the purpose of the blog interview. You were going to tell her about the bakery, ANGIE’S, and talk a bit about Regina and where’s she’s at in her life these days. The divorce, how busy she’s been with the holidays coming up and everything else. Remember?

Ursula: Where she’s at? She’s at the same place she always is: over the bakery in the apartment Sonny set her up in. She ain’t going nowhere else. At least not as I’ve heard. Have up heard something? Is she moving? Leaving the city? Why’d she want to do that?

Peggy: (tries to calm Ursula as her voice rises). No, she’s staying put, don’t worry.

Ursula :(clicks her tongue and presses her lips together) Telling a mother not to worry about their babies is just dumb. Stupido. We always worry, whether they’re bambini or full grown. And I worry about Regina more than the rest of my children. She’s had some real tragedy in her life. A loss I wouldn’t wish on anyone, not even my pazzo daughter-in-laws.

Peggy: Your son’s wives aren’t crazy, Urs.

Ursula: (Nods, vehemently) Bah! And lazy, too. Do you know they never help me when I have Sunday dinner? No offers t’cleanup, or even bring something to pass. Lazy, I say. (She puts her first two fingers against her lips and makes a spitting sound, as if cursing them)

Peggy: Okay, I’m not going to change your mind about them, so let’s get back to the interview about Regina.

Ursula: You know, now that I think about it, I’m not so sure this is a good idea, me talking outta school about my baby girl. She’s private like, you know? I think we should talk about something else with this lady writer friend of yours. Maybe cooking. Does she cook? Think she’d like some of my recipes? I got a great one for octopus that I serve on Christmas Eve when we have the Feast of the Seven fishes. It’s Sonny’s favorite. Think she’d like that? I mean, who doesn’t like octopus?

Peggy: (with an eye roll) Um…I’ll ask her.

So, Linda, do you like octopus? Asking for…a friend. And P.S. I think we may have to rethink our visit with you…

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Release day 12.12.18!!!

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Blurb:

With Christmas season in full swing, baker Regina San Valentino is up to her elbows in cake batter and cookie dough. Between running her own business, filling her bursting holiday order book, and managing her crazy Italian family, she’s got no time to relax, no room for more custom cake orders, and no desire to find love. A failed marriage and a personal tragedy have convinced her she’s better off alone. Then a handsome stranger enters her bakery begging for help. Regina can’t find it in her heart to refuse him.

Connor Gilhooly is in a bind. He needs a specialty cake for an upcoming fundraiser and puts himself—and his company’s reputation—in Regina’s capable hands. What he doesn’t plan on is falling for a woman with heartbreak in her eyes or dealing with a wise-guy father and a disapproving family.

Can Regina lay her past to rest and trust the man who’s awoken her heart?

Excerpt:

It had been a long, long time since a guy’s hands had been on me in anything resembling a carnal way. My ex had decamped to parts unknown five years ago after signing the divorce papers and I’d been so busy rebuilding my life that adding any kind of relationship to it wasn’t even a notion. Besides, with my hovering parents, one of whom worked for me while the other popped in daily to check up on their only daughter, I had enough on my plate fending off the men they wanted to introduce me to. Guys who, for the most part, had shady lifestyles, carried concealed, and owed my father innumerable favors. And by favors I mean the kind that usually get signed for in blood and paid back the same way.

Welcome to mia familia.

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Author bio:

Peggy Jaeger is a contemporary romance writer who writes about strong women, the families who support them, and the men who can’t live without them.

Family and food play huge roles in Peggy’s stories because she believes there is nothing that holds a family structure together like sharing a meal…or two…or ten. Dotted with humor and characters that are as real as they are loving, Peggy brings all topics of daily life into her stories: life, death, sibling rivalry, illness and the desire for everyone to find their own happily ever after. Growing up the only child of divorced parents she longed for sisters, brothers and a family that vowed to stick together no matter what came their way. Through her books, she has created the families she wanted as that lonely child.

Tying into her love of families, her children’s book, THE KINDNESS TALES, was illustrated by her artist mother-in-law.

Peggy holds a master’s degree in Nursing Administration and first found publication with several articles she authored on Alzheimer’s Disease during her time running an Alzheimer’s in-patient care unit during the 1990s.

In 2013, she placed first in two categories in the Dixie Kane Memorial Contest: Single Title Contemporary Romance and Short/Long Contemporary Romance.

In 2017 she came in 3rd in the New England Reader’s Choice contest for A KISS UNDER THE CHRISTMAS LIGHTS and was a finalist in the 2017 STILETTO contest for the same title.

In 2018, Peggy was a finalist in the HOLT MEDALLION Award and once again in the 2018 Stiletto Contest.

A lifelong and avid romance reader and writer, she is a member of RWA and her local New Hampshire RWA Chapter.

Website/Blog: http://peggyjaeger.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/peggy_jaeger

Amazon Author page: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00T8E5LN0

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Peggy-Jaeger-Author/825914814095072?ref=bookmarks

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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/13478796.Peggy_Jaeger

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HOLIDAY 99@99 BOOK FAIR

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HOLIDAY 99@99 BOOK FAIR

NEW GIVEAWAYS DAILY

December 12-15

 

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If your wallet is feeling the pinch during the holidays, but you’re looking for some awesome new reads, you’ve come to the right place. As the name suggests, we have 99 books on sale December 12-15 for 99 cents each. Less than a buck for hours of amazing storytelling!

Plus, check in daily for a chance to win Amazon gift cards or play instant ebook giveaways for one of 12 books being awarded to lucky winners each day.

Look for Books from Your Favorite Authors!

Alathia Paris Morgan • Alexia Adams • Alicia Street • Allyson.R.Abbott • Angel Lawson • Angie Wilder • Ani Gonzalez • Aubrey Wynne • Bethany Strobel • Cara Marsi • Cate Tayler • Cornelia Amiri • Crisanne Marz • Crystal Dawn • Debbie White • Debby Conrad • Dena Garson • Denise Jaden • Donna Fasano • EG Manetti • Eli Lang • Emily Leigh • Gary Guinn • Gayle Parness • Honey Phillips • Jacqueline Diamond • Jennifer Faye • Jody A. Kessler  • Julie Brookman • K.A. Servian • Kat Drennan • Kate Rudolph • Katherine Gilbert • Katie O’Sullivan • Kris Pearson • L.E. Harrison • Laura A. Barnes • Lily Bly • Linda Nightingale • Lisa Chalmers  • LJ Swallow • Lucy Naylor Kubash • Margaret Daley • Maria K. Alexander • Marilyn Peake • Marlow Kelly • Mary Gillgannon • Mary Vine • Melissa Belle • Mila Young • N.D. Jones • Nicole Casey • P.J. MacLayne • PG Forte • PJ Fiala • R.M. Gauthier • Regan Walker • Rose Pearson • Selena Kitt • Simone Leigh • Soraya Naomi • Stacey Joy Netzel • Stephanie Queen • Sydney Jane Baily • Tamara Ferguson • Tanya Dawson • Tara Lain • Aileen Harkwood

The Dark Road by Gail Z. Martin

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This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Gail Z. Martin will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

Jonmarc Vahanian fled from the raiders and monsters that killed his family, but when danger dogs his steps once again, he leaves the traveling caravan that gave him shelter to become a mercenary in nearby Principality. His fighting skills help him rise through the ranks, and draw the attention of a Nargi general—and the general’s undead mage. An old, unsettled score turns deadly, trapping Jonmarc in dangerous intrigue. He can save himself—and betray everything he holds dear—or die a hero as the raider’s curse holds true.

This collection is the second set of short stories and novellas that reveal another phase of Jonmarc’s growth from a blacksmith’s son to becoming one of the greatest warriors in the history of the Winter Kingdoms.

Soldier. Fight slave. Smuggler. Warrior. Brigand Lord. You may have encountered Jonmarc Vahanian in the Chronicles of the Necromancer but you don’t really know him until you walk in his footsteps.

Read an Excerpt

Bad Blood

Sure enough, Peters insisted that the small caravan camp for the night on a field just inside the border of Lord Nemic’s lands.

“It’s still early,” Harrtuck argued. “We could travel another hour, be that much closer to the manor, and arrive before noon.”

“It will do no good for us to arrive exhausted,” Peters sniffed. “We are performers. We must be sufficiently rested. Lord Eston’s orders were clear. We are to provide an excellent performance for Lord Nemic, as befits a gift of this magnitude. We will not drag in like peddlers, half-asleep and unable to give our best showing.”

“We were hired to defend you,” Harrtuck snapped. “And as your guards, I need to warn you that this position is once again too close to the trees and difficult to defend.”

“Deal with it,” Peters replied, eyes narrowing. “We are camping here.”

This time, Harrtuck did not attempt to hide his muttered curses as he stalked away. “Either that man is incredibly stupid, or he wants to be attacked,” he mumbled to Jonmarc when he had returned to where the rest of the War Dogs waited with their horses.

Jonmarc raised an eyebrow. “I’m not questioning his stupidity, but maybe he does want to be attacked—there’s something about this whole thing we don’t know, a piece we’re missing.”

Harrtuck nodded. “Aye. But I can’t figure out what it is.”

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About the Author:

Gail Martin, Dreamspinner Communications

Gail Z. Martin writes epic fantasy, urban fantasy and steampunk for Solaris Books, Orbit Books, Falstaff Books, SOL Publishing and Darkwind Press. Vengeance is the second in the new Darkhurst epic fantasy series. Also new is The Dark Road, the second in the Jonmarc Vahanian Adventures series, and Assassin’s Honor (coming, October 2018), the first in the new Assassins of Landria series.

Her Deadly Curiosities urban fantasy series set in Charleston, SC has a new novel, Tangled Web, and two new collections, Trifles & Folly, and Trifles & Folly 2.

Other work includes the Chronicles Of The Necromancer series, the Fallen Kings Cycle, the Ascendant Kingdoms series, and the alternate history novel Iron & Blood and the Storm & Fury collection (co-authored with Larry N. Martin) She is also the co-author (with Larry) of the Mark Wojcik monster hunter series (Spells, Salt and Steel) and the upcoming Wasteland Marshals series and the Cauldron/Secret Council series from Falstaff Books.

As Morgan Brice, she writes urban fantasy MM paranormal romance. New and upcoming books include Witchbane, Burn, Dark Rivers, Badlands, and Lucky Town.

She is also the organizer of the #HoldOnToTheLight campaign: http://www.HoldOnToTheLight.com.
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Website: http://www.GailZMartin.com
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Blog: http://www.DisquietingVisions.com

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Final Notice by Van Fleischer

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The year is the very near future. A brilliant young doctor and mathematician, Vijay Patel, has invented a new health/sport watch that monitors blood chemistry so accurately, it can actually predict when someone will die – within 10, 20, or 30 days. The intention of this “Final Notice,” as it is called, is to allow people to get their affairs in order and reach out to loved ones before it’s too late. But when those notified have easy access to a gun, the result is sometimes lethal for more than just the watch-owner.

These are the stories of several people who receive their Final Notice and their very different reactions … including a desire to get revenge with impunity. They range from an 89-year-old resident in a retirement home to a U.S. Senator…from a benevolent widow to a crass tycoon to a noted climate change scientist.

But in this fresh, fast-paced page-turner, their stories are all set against the all-too-recognizable backdrop of a guns-gone-wild America, and the relentless push by the NRA and their surrogate politicians to make guns even easier to acquire.

There is plenty of dark humor and political satire in FINAL NOTICE, as well as touching scenes and outright suspense. So expect to laugh out loud, dry some tears, and bite your nails (not necessarily in that order).

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Taking a deep breath, he charged into the small clearing and faced the two guys across the flickering fire, aiming the gun at them. The guy holding the pipe dropped it behind them. In a voice as menacing as possible, Vince demanded, “Where’s Rambo?”

About the Author:

“After 21 years with an airline, and 30 years in management consulting, I retired and found that my phone didn’t ring and the only emails I got were asking for money. So, since I was at my computer, I decided to write a novel.”

This is only half the story. (Van is notoriously modest.) The author was Director of International Marketing with TWA, and an International Management Consultant – taking him behind the closed doors of boardrooms and executive offices around the world. He knows how business works, which gives the slightly “sci-fi” premise of Final Notice a realistic feel. Moreover, his two careers led him to live abroad for much of his life. After growing up in New Jersey and Florida, where he never thought much further than the length of a football field, and going to college in New Mexico, he wound up living in England, Scotland and France, travelling frequently to the Middle East and Asia. He even spent a year living in India. And his first-hand experience with – and respect for – other cultures is apparent in this book.

“Final Notice is meant to highlight, my concerns with America’s handling of three important issues: gun control (not anti-gun), ageism and the importance of immigration. The book won’t fix these issues, but there are a number of great organizations with even greater people working on our behalf to right these wrongs. Proceeds from sales of Final Notice will help support those efforts.”

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One of a Kind Christmas by Lexi Post

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One of a Kind Christmas
A Christmas Carol Book #4
By Lexi Post
 

Lexi has a $25 Gift Card to giveaway during the tour. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember you may enter every day for your chance to win. You may find the tour locations here https://goo.gl/sPP5CV.

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Lexi has agreed to answer a few questions for us.  Let’s get to know her a bit better, shall we?  Lexi, you have the stage!

1. Which genre or genres do you write or prefer to write? And why?

I write paranormal romance and contemporary cowboy romance.  Some of my paranormal are also sci-fi. I like to write these because I can create my own world. My contemporary cowboys are sometimes veterans as well. I like to write cowboys because I look at them as present-day knights in shining armor and there’s nothing more attractive than a hero who a woman could actually run into someday. LOL.

2. What gets your creative juices flowing?

All my romances are inspired by classic literature. Some of these have been Edgar Allan Poe’s “The Masque of the Red Death,” Washington Irving’s “Legend of Sleepy Hollow,” Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, and of course, Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol to name a few. I don’t rewrite the tale. I sort of jump off from it. 

  1. Do you have a favorite snack that you like to munch on while writing?

I actually drink tea while I’m writing. I find eating and writing doesn’t work so well for my keyboard. I start off with English Breakfast tea and then move to either red rooibos, Earl Grey, or Highland Chai. When I’m under deadline, I’ll even make myself a chai latte with the tea machine my hubby bought me last Christmas. 

  1. Do you have a hobby?

I do. I like to line dance. I take lessons every week and once in a while I substitute-teach. I teach at reader conferences on occasion. It’s not all western anymore. I know Latin and pop ones as well. My favorite is Footloose. But I’ve been a dancer since first grade, so I’m usually up for learning any new dance. I’ve even taken Scottish Country dance classes. 

  1. Do you have another profession besides writing?

Occasionally, I’ll teach a class at the university, but writing is my fulltime profession. 

  1. If you could go back in time, where would you go?

I’d go to the Romantic period in both England and America. I’d love to chat with Mary Shelley and her husband, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Louisa May Alcott and her father Bronson Alcott, Washington Irving, Edgar Allan Poe, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, William Wordsworth, Walt Whitman, Emily Dickinson, etc. Of course, once chatting with all of them I’d want to talk to other authors like Homer, Dickens, Shaw, et al. You can tell where my heart lies. LOL 

  1. What’s the one thing you would do if you could be your character for a day? If I could be Holly, I think I’d like to visit my future and see what the possibilities are so I can make better informed decisions now. 
  1. What was the inspiration for “One of a Kind Christmas”?

I was inspired by Charles Dickens’ story, A Christmas Carol. The whole series was actually inspired by that story. But instead of a Scrooge I have a young widow, Holly, who isn’t able to move on after her husband passed. Instead of Marley, I have her late husband who sends spirits to her. And instead of one spirit, Holly is visited by two from the Past, Present, and Future. 

  1. Will there be more books in your series, or can you tell us about any previous books? This is the final book in the series. In Pleasures of Christmas Past, the Spirits of the past are Duncan, the playboy from Scotland in the 1800’s and Jessica, the social worker from America. In Desires of Christmas Present the spirits are Ian, a wealthy aristocrat from Scotland and Coco, an ice cream parlor employee from Kentucky, and in Temptations of Christmas Future the spirits are Malcom, a Watchman from a future Glasgow and Joy, a hospice nurse from Scottsdale, Arizona. All the spirits help Holly, but they also learn quite a bit about themselves as well. 
  1. What is your favorite part of this book and why? 

One of a Kind Christmas has so many favorite parts for me. I actually like the humor that bubbles up. It’s scattered throughout. Everyone from Holly to the cat seem to find a time to make the reader smile. I also love how Holly still holds her late husband accountable and doesn’t let him get away with anything even though he’s a spirit. 

  1. What are you currently working on? The 6th book in my Eden series, Beast of Eden. Eden is a planet of nude men who find their beloved on Earth and bring their women to Eden. This is a utopia with flaws series. It’s a Utopia because Edenists will do anything for their women and every woman must have at least two of these hunks as husbands. However, though Edenists are evolved humans with special abilities, they can be very human in their flaws. I love working in Eden. The scenery is great! LOL

Thank you, Lexi, for the fun interview. Love the orange cowboy hat and matching sweater,, BTW. Now, let’s learn about your  book!

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About One of a Kind Christmas:

For her to love him, he must face a spirit, an archangel…and himself.

The spirit of Cameron Douglas has totally screwed-up…again. Now, he has to fix his mess in one night with the help of his best friend and somehow encourage his widow to move on.
Holly Douglas is anguished that this is the last Christmas she’ll be visited by her late husband, Cameron. For three years he’s sent her the spirits of Christmas Past, Present, and Future, and they‘ve helped her cope with her loss. But now all that ends, and she doesn’t understand why he must push her away.

Ethan Stewart has been in love with Holly since Cameron’s death, but she isolated herself from everyone, including him. Then something changed, and he was welcomed back as her friend. But he wants more— to love her openly, and most of all to make her happy again. Though he loved his best friend like a brother and will do anything for Holly, as he’s pulled into the spirit world, he discovers the price they must pay for their chance at forever…and it just might be too high.

Releases Day December 5, 2018

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Excerpt:

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them. “I miss Cam. It was as if we were two parts of the same soul. I lived vicariously through him even while I worried constantly about him. It was one of the reasons I was constantly warning him to be careful. I was afraid to lose him.”
Ethan looked away and rubbed the back of his neck. “And then I did.”
She felt as if her heart were breaking all over again, not for her bu

One of a Kind Christmas
A Christmas Carol Book #4
By Lexi Post
 

Lexi has a $25 Gift Card to giveaway during the tour. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember you may enter every day for your chance to win. You may find the tour locations here https://goo.gl/sPP5CV.

About One of a Kind Christmas:

For her to love him, he must face a spirit, an archangel…and himself.

The spirit of Cameron Douglas has totally screwed-up…again. Now, he has to fix his mess in one night with the help of his best friend and somehow encourage his widow to move on.
Holly Douglas is anguished that this is the last Christmas she’ll be visited by her late husband, Cameron. For three years he’s sent her the spirits of Christmas Past, Present, and Future, and they‘ve helped her cope with her loss. But now all that ends, and she doesn’t understand why he must push her away.

Ethan Stewart has been in love with Holly since Cameron’s death, but she isolated herself from everyone, including him. Then something changed, and he was welcomed back as her friend. But he wants more— to love her openly, and most of all to make her happy again. Though he loved his best friend like a brother and will do anything for Holly, as he’s pulled into the spirit world, he discovers the price they must pay for their chance at forever…and it just might be too high.

Releases Day December 5, 2018

Buy Links for One of a Kind Christmas:

Excerpt:

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them. “I miss Cam. It was as if we were two parts of the same soul. I lived vicariously through him even while I worried constantly about him. It was one of the reasons I was constantly warning him to be careful. I was afraid to lose him.”
Ethan looked away and rubbed the back of his neck. “And then I did.”
She felt as if her heart were breaking all over again, not for her bu

One of a Kind Christmas
A Christmas Carol Book #4
By Lexi Post
 

Lexi has a $25 Gift Card to giveaway during the tour. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember you may enter every day for your chance to win. You may find the tour locations here https://goo.gl/sPP5CV.

About One of a Kind Christmas:

For her to love him, he must face a spirit, an archangel…and himself.

The spirit of Cameron Douglas has totally screwed-up…again. Now, he has to fix his mess in one night with the help of his best friend and somehow encourage his widow to move on.
Holly Douglas is anguished that this is the last Christmas she’ll be visited by her late husband, Cameron. For three years he’s sent her the spirits of Christmas Past, Present, and Future, and they‘ve helped her cope with her loss. But now all that ends, and she doesn’t understand why he must push her away.

Ethan Stewart has been in love with Holly since Cameron’s death, but she isolated herself from everyone, including him. Then something changed, and he was welcomed back as her friend. But he wants more— to love her openly, and most of all to make her happy again. Though he loved his best friend like a brother and will do anything for Holly, as he’s pulled into the spirit world, he discovers the price they must pay for their chance at forever…and it just might be too high.

Releases Day December 5, 2018

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Excerpt:

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them. “I miss Cam. It was as if we were two parts of the same soul. I lived vicariously through him even while I worried constantly about him. It was one of the reasons I was constantly warning him to be careful. I was afraid to lose him.”
Ethan looked away and rubbed the back of his neck. “And then I did.”
She felt as if her heart were breaking all over again, not for her bufor Ethan. He was so good to her. He even loved her. And she… “Ethan, I understand.”
His gaze returned to hers. Though she couldn’t see his face clearly, the limited light reflected off the sheen in his eyes.
She placed her hand on his cheek and rising on her toes brushed her lips across his in a feather-light kiss. She only meant to give comfort, but a spark of something else hit her heart.
She remained there, her lips close to his but not touching, wanting more but afraid to ask.
Ethan remained absolutely still, his breath mixing with her own.
He loved her but would never push her. It wasn’t his nature. She could walk away right now, but to what?
Nothing.
She stared at his mouth in the dim light. She wanted to live again. She wanted to feel again. Tilting her head, she pressed her lips more firmly against his, moving her hand down his stubbled jaw and behind his neck to pull him closer.
Ethan’s lips opened, and she slipped her tongue between them.
As his arms came around her, it was like waking from a dream. A slow burn flowed through her veins as he took control of the kiss and explored her mouth with his tongue. It was an unhurried exploration and heat built in her belly. When he pulled back to lick the underside of her top lip, she took her first deep breath. As she exhaled, tingles spread throughout her body.
He kissed the corners of her mouth before leaning his forehead against her own. “Ye catch my blood on fire, lass.”

Other Books in the Series:

A Christmas Carol Book 1, Pleasures of Christmas Past is on sale for only $.99!

Pleasures of Christmas Past (A Christmas Carol Book 1) by [Post, Lexi]

Jessica is assigned a hot, Scottish mentor who confuses her heart. But will he protect her soul?

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Desires of Christmas Present (A Christmas Carol Book 2)

Desires of Christmas Present (A Christmas Carol Book 2) by [Post, Lexi]

Sometimes not knowing is better…for everyone.

Temptations of Christmas Future (A Christmas Carol Book 3)

Temptations of Christmas Future (A Christmas Carol Book 3) by [Post, Lexi]

He set out to prove the future was far worse than she imagined. Now he wished it wasn’t.

About the Author:
 

Lexi Post is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author of romance inspired by the classics. She spent years in higher education taking and teaching courses about the classical literature she loved. From Edgar Allan Poe’s short story “The Masque of the Red Death” to Tolstoy’s War and Peace, she’s read, studied, and taught wonderful classics.
But Lexi’s first love is romance novels so she married her two first loves, romance and the classics. From hot paranormals to sizzling cowboys to hunks from out of this world, Lexi provides a sensuous experience with a “whole lotta story.”
Lexi is living her own happily ever after with her husband and her cat in Florida. She makes her own ice cream every weekend, loves bright colors, and you will never see her without a hat.

 
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Bianca is working on On Wings of Desire

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A couple of months ago, the rights to On Wings of Desire reverted to Bianca Swan (a/k/a Linda Nightingale!), but since she was working on Legacy of the Stars, she let the book sit in the computer for a while.  Now, she is on the final pass-through of editing it for submission to another publisher.  This erotic romance will either go to The Wild Rose Press (Scarlet line) or to the new publisher Boroughs (Chris Keesler, formerly of the defunct Dorchester, at the helm.

Here’s a portion of the first chapter:

Chapter  1

The stench of Hell burned Salseph’s nostrils.  Lost Souls¸ how he hated to return home.  For all his trials on Earth, he preferred the human realm to this insufferable place.  In the mortal plane, he could, with considerable effort and pain, divest himself of his wings, and feel as if he belonged—at least for a time.

Evolerzzal, a slimy glob of green flesh, grabbed Seph’s shoulder as he passed into the gloom of the Demon Realm.  “Well, if it isn’t Salseph the Beautiful.  What are you doing here amongst us humble creatures?”  A clawed hand beckoned Charzzel, a demon of the Second Order.  “Look who’s come home.”

Seph shrugged free, vaulting his wings skyward.  The dim, smoky light refracted on his feathers, and the movement immediately drew the attention of every demon in sight.  His jaw tightened, a muscle twitching.  He yearned to drive his fist into the grotesque face and take to the air, but it wasn’t Evolz’s fault the demons hated Seph.  Paimon had insured that Salseph was an oddity, a freak.  His appearance and the majestic wings set him apart from the others.  Hell, there were no others of his kind.  In all of Perdition, he was the only demon who looked like an angel.  His face was handsome, his body lean and muscled—the body of a man, not a monstrosity. His blond hair fell thick and silky to his shoulders, not the coarse wisps atop most of the demons heads.

“I smell angel,” a low-ranking atrocity shouted, his high-pitched voice rasping on Seph’s nerves.

The demons stank of brimstone and ash.  His creator had only missed one detail in replicating a celestial being.  Like each angel, he possessed his own mysterious scent, the airy fragrance part of his allure.  Unlike an angel, he had no sigil.  A sigil, the angel’s name in Malachim script, was branded in his celestial palm at his creation.  Paimon lacked the ability to bequeath a sigil to his demon son.  The fallen angel had, however, created Seph with irresistible sexual magnetism.

A disgustingly ugly brute bared his fangs, a laugh rumbling from the creature’s slavering maw.  He stumbled into Seph, crushing one of the long white feathers trailing the ash-gray ground.  “Hello, Salseph.”  Two taloned fingers drifted down the feathered arch.  “Wish I had pretty wings.”

He flinched from the malicious caress, folding his wings in a tighter arch.  The creature chuckled. A hot burst of anger ground Seph’s good intentions to dust.  When he’d landed, he’d planned to hurry to his cave, avoiding another senseless confrontation with his brethren.  The fiends detested him no less than he abhorred them.  It was an effort of will to resist a scathing retort.

“I think he’s hideous,” a demon in the shadows called.  “Angels are our enemies.  Every time I look at Paimon’s favorite, I want to draw sword.”

Jealousy and envy gleamed in Evolz’s yellow eyes.  The demon reeked of the Pit.  Sulfur wasn’t an enticing perfume.  “Now, who would want to spit our lovely Salseph on a sword?”

“Let me pass.”  He’d have shouldered by Evolz, but touching the creature repulsed him.

“Coming home from another assignment?”  The high-ranking fiend smirked.

Seph refused to give the other demon the satisfaction of a reply.  He was returning from another demeaning mission with his stomach in a knot and his heart bleeding for a poor human woman whose only sin was loving with him. As he’d been created and commanded to do, he’d left her in emotional ruins. He was shamed and disgusted by the painful tasks he was hard-wired to carry out. Secretly, he longed for a woman he could love and, knowing what he was, she’d love him in return.

“Did you eat her baby or pump a little half-demon into her womb?”  Evolz leered, his glob of a head tilted to the side, his hairy ears wagging.

“I don’t consume human flesh.” Seph shot the monster a disdainful look. “Now, step aside.”

“Or you’ll do what?  Report me to Paimon?”

Seph flared his wings, striking Evolerzzal and sweeping into a stumbling retreat.  “Sorry, Evolz.”  He drove his wings down hard, rising straight into the sultry, close air.  Voice dripping sarcasm, he said, “I forget how powerful I really am.”

He hovered above the vile blob, his condescending smile, goading Evolz.  The demon glared at him but said nothing, a quick comeback beyond his limited mental capacity.  Why were they all so fiendish?  One of the ogres snatched at his ankle.  Laughing, he flew higher and, still chuckling, soared toward his cavern—the place he hid.  He’d never thought of the dim stone cave as home.  His heart stuttered over raw pain.  He had no home and belonged nowhere.

On a sulfurous breeze, Seph glided to the rocky shelf at the mouth of the cave.  The other demons remained together, the Realm their only habitat.  He’d discovered a large fissure where he could imitate real life, transporting human furniture to Hell and, modifying the chairs to accommodate wings.  Stone walls overcame the heat, the cavern cool and dim.  Mica sparkled in the floor.  He unbelted his travel pack from his waist, tossed the leather satchel on a polished cherry table and sighed.  In a gold mirror, his reflection mocked him.  Sometimes, life didn’t seem worth the living, but there was damned all he could do about it.  He was immortal.  His appearance allowed him no friends among his own kind. On the human plane, he had no contact with men, only women whom he must reduce to begging and tears.

To her detriment, Leslie had loved him. She’d lost her husband, her home, everything she’d been, all because she’d fallen for her ‘angel’. Days, when she was alone, she’d allowed him to come to her, then they became bold. He visited nights when her husband traveled out of town . After almost a year, Hubby’s suspicions had taken them to divorce court.

Guilt haunted the recesses of Seph’s mind. Sometimes, like now, he couldn’t escape it. He wasn’t proud of what he’d done. No, not a whit. His past and future were doors to shame. Memories drove him to a chair by the fire. He let his thoughts wander over the time he’d spent with Leslie.

With her long red hair, green eyes, long legs and shaved pussy, she was as hot as any pinup. Every time, the first time, she wanted it hard and fast—instant gratification. Then she was up for foreplay. She liked to suck his dick. When she did, her mouth expertly caressing his cock almost tossed him to his knees. He opened the door to the past, images and emotions flooding back.

It heats up rapidly from here, so I’ll stop.  Watch for the announcement when it will be released, either as On Wings of Desire or under a new title.

Happy rainy Sunday.

Moonlight & Moet by Madison Michael

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Moonlight & Moet
B&B Billionaire Romance Series (Book 2)
By Madison Michael

Madison has put together some really awesome Prize Packages to giveaway during the tour. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember you may enter every day for your chance to win one of the prize packages. You may find the tour locations here (https://goo.gl/ESBmdA)


About Moonlight & Moet:
 

Can the Hottest Man Around Melt this Ice Queen’s Heart?

When her husband publicly cheats on her, Leigh Dobbs trades her humiliating reputation as an ice queen and a hometown that shuns her for the unknown of rural North Carolina. Taking over a small bed and breakfast, Leigh sets out to restore it, her dignity and her life. Excited at the prospect of adding more rooms and a full-service restaurant, Leigh’s big plans encounter the brick wall that is Caleb Rausch. Sparks fly even as Caleb votes no on the planning commission, crushing Leigh’s dreams.

Handsome powerhouse Caleb Rausch is a man on a mission, expanding his huge corporation without encroaching on the small town where it resides. His commitment to his products, employees and historic preservation are unwavering. What’s lacking is his commitment to one woman. Caleb is the most eligible bachelor in three states, dating celebrities and models, but never settling down. Until now.

Even as Caleb forces Leigh’s expansion plans on hold, the couple moves full-steam-ahead on their relationship, unable to resist the mutual attraction. So why, after a steamy night together, does Caleb disappear for weeks? Has Leigh put her heart out there again, just to be played?

Will the magic of a moonlit night be enough to kindle their love or will Caleb’s constant disappearing act prevent him from melting this ice queen’s heart?

Moonlight & Moet Amazon Buy Link: https://amzn.to/2DDXQm9

 
Excerpt:

Exhausted and anxious to return home, Leigh wasn’t paying attention as she stepped out the door of the small law office at the end of the row of storefronts. Leigh went down hard on the cement, her skirt flying up, her brochures flying. A shook-up Leigh assessed the damage and caught her breath. Her dignity was beyond repair.
Leigh was brushing the dirt from her palms, scraped from trying to break her fall when a shadow blocked the sun, and a large, dirty hand, attached to a long, strong arm reached down to assist her. Leigh’s gaze followed the flannel covered forearm up over a muscled bicep and continued until her scrutiny was arrested by a pair of coffee-colored eyes surrounded by the deep laugh lines of an outdoorsman. He was staring vast expanse of creamy thigh and more than a hint of her magenta panties. His expression told Leigh that he liked what he saw.
Leigh clumsily scrambled to lower her dress, gather the brochures fluttering in the breeze, and take the proffered hand all at once. Several pamphlets escaped down the sidewalk, but she quickly forgot them as she was lifted like a feather against her mountain’s chest and too swiftly placed gently on her feet. She winced when the blisters made contact with the hard surface beneath them and the lumberjack buried behind a grizzly bear beard reacted.
“Injured, little lady?” he asked with concern. “Let me help you get you to urgent care.
“That won’t be necessary,” Leigh responded, smoothing her dress to cover her embarrassment and interest.
“Then at least let me help you to your destination.”
“I was just heading to my car, down the ways,” Leigh tried to gesture with the arm the man still held. “But, I’m fine. Really. I can take it from here.”
“Fine, indeed,” Grizzly Adams replied in a sarcastic, deep baritone.
He was tall, covered in a subtle sheen of dirt and sweat, but Leigh quickly realized the shirt under her fingertips was the finest wool and his boots, caked in an inch of dried mud, were Scarpa Phantom 8000’s. He was a very wealthy Grizzly Adams, and a dedicated hiker too. Those boots were featured in the mountaineering store up the road for over $1000, way too rich for Leigh’s blood.
 He stood still, his smile twitching as caught Leigh checking him out. Then, without warning, he swept her into his arms, carefully adjusted her dress to modestly cover her behind while managing to slide his hand all along them. The man was a pro. Leigh couldn’t fault his effort, even as she realized he was copping a feel.  Carrying her easily, he began taking long strides in the direction she had pointed.
“This is completely unnecessary,” Leigh repeated more than once, interspersed with “put me down, please” and “Really I can walk.” He ignored them all, speaking right over her repeated and flustered objections.
“You took a nasty fall there. People are always missing that last step.” His face was too close and too handsome. He smelled of the outdoors – pine, sweat and sunshine. It was intoxicating.

His Magic Touch by Debby Grahl

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His Magic Touch is Coming Soon from The Wild Rose Press. I welcome author Debby Grahl to the Chateau.

Blurb:

The night before Jared Dupre’s wedding, a specter warns him the demonic witch, Adam Montief, has kidnapped his brother in a centuries-old vendetta unknown to Jared. A powerful witch himself, Jared tracks Adam from New Orleans to a remote island off the coast of Connecticut, where he’s given no choice. He must rescue his brother and break his engagement to Kendra O’Connell, or they both die. After complying, Jared engages in a sword fight and believes he has vanquished his foe, but when he returns to New Orleans, he finds evil still threatens all he loves. Kendra, not knowing why Jared broke their engagement, devastated, finds solace in another’s arms. With help from an ancestor’s spirit, can Jared defeat the dark magic descending over the Big Easy while winning back the woman he loves?

Excerpt:

In the stifling heat, Angelique Montief flicked her wrist and set the bamboo ceiling fan spinning. Kneeling on a woven mat with sweat coating her body, she lifted a small wooden brass-bound casket from the bottom of a large trunk, inserted a gold key, and opened the lid. Inside two objects lay wrapped in thick cloth. She carefully unwrapped the smaller bundle to reveal a pentagonal mirror, a gift handed down to her by her grandmother, its ancient oak frame carved with tiny pentacles.

She glanced over her shoulder at her locked bedroom door, then stared into the mirror and whispered, “Show him to me.” When the glass remained blank, fear clutched at her chest. Again, she said the words, and the image of a plantation house engulfed in flames appeared. “No, please, he can’t be dead. ”Tears blurred her vision. The fiery image changed to reveal a human form lying beneath flowering bougainvillea. “Show me his face.”

She saw his indigo blue eyes blink open.

“I’m coming, my love.”

She rewrapped the mirror and placed it into the smaller casket among cloth bags of herbs and potion-filled vials. Relocking the lid, she hung the key on a chain around her neck, dropped a jeweled dagger into her pocket, and tucked the casket under her arm.

Augustus had locked her in, placing what he thought would be an impenetrable shield across both doors. Her husband’s biggest mistake was underestimating her.

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