What could be better than a free book?

Why, two free books, of course!

Check out the goodies below and get your free copies now!

***Both books are free August 1st thru August 5th.***

I want to say thanks so much to Edward Lorn and Jeff Brackett.

Free books are a great way to discover new authors and I can’t count how many I’ve found!

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Check out Edward Lorn’s Bay’s End.

I love a good monster story, especially the human kind, and I’m almost done with this!

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Officer Mack Larson is not everything he appears…

When twelve-year-old Trey and his best friend Eddy play a prank on Officer Mack, the resulting chain of events rocks the small town of Bay’s End.

Today, Trey Franklin is a man haunted by his past. Tormented by that one tragic, fateful summer, Trey searches for catharsis the only way he knows how – by writing.

A tale of love and loss, bittersweet memories, and the depths of human evil.

Welcome to Bay’s End.

*Warning: Contains graphic language and adult situations

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You can read my reviews of Edwards books and enter his awesome giveaway for his newest release Life After Dane HERE.

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Jeff Brackett is giving away his Cyber Punk Novel, Streets of Payne.

He is a new author for me and I look forward to reading this exciting novel!

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Humanity is in the eye of the beholder.

But for street-smart detective Amber Payne, it’s the eyes that aren’t human. Cybernetic implants replaced the organics she lost in the line of duty, and their appearance often causes Amber to doubt her self-worth.

Rookie detective Kevin Glass is her partner. And though he may be new, Kevin’s unparalleled skill as an elite cyber-surfer makes him an invaluable asset.

When Alta Corp contracts the two of them to solve a case of high stakes data theft, they will need every bit of skill, experience, and determination to succeed. For the more they investigate, the more it becomes evident that this case is much more than it appears, and its resolution may forever alter the world in which they live.

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I have exciting news.

 I have the cover of Wolf Dream by M.R. Polish to reveal today.

This is the second book in The Wolf Spell Series.

There be vampires, werewolves, witches, and more inside these pages.

Feast your eyes on the cover art, enjoy the sneak peek inside, learn more about the series, and don’t forget to enter the giveaway!

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The Reaping Spell has weakened her greatest enemy, but now Esmerelda faces a different threat – one that haunts her dreams. To finally defeat Nicholas and end his madness for good, she must travel back to Spain with the help of her powerful friends.
What she doesn’t know is that in his weakness, Nicholas made a deal with the Death Keeper – his soul in exchange for Esmerelda’s life. Worse, she soon learns that the ones she trusted most have become part of her nightmares. The only one she can trust is the man who holds her heart, and together they must fight Nicholas to the death.
Fighting to stay awake so Nicholas can’t find her in sleep, Esmerelda prepares for the battle that will finish this war. One of them must die for her nightmares to end – unless the Death Keeper, with plans of his own for Esmerelda’s soul, gets to her first.

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Take a peek inside Wolf Dream

“Esmerelda, I need your help!” Julie yelled from the front of the plane.

That worried me even more than dying. She never needed—let alone wanted—my help. I ran as fast as I could, jumping over the dead bodies to get to the cockpit.

She looked at me with wide eyes. “He won’t wake up. I don’t know what’s wrong.”

Jarak was there first, grabbing Julie and pulling her out of the way. “Move, Es, I can’t let this happen, not right now. It’s not right.”

I didn’t understand what he meant but moved anyway. Ian was right behind me. “Camilla and Lauren went to take care of the other three breeds and Ailaina went to find a first aid kit to help Lauren.”

I nodded but it all felt so surreal. Was this really happening?

“Damn it, Julie, why’d you have to put them to sleep?” Ian asked.

“Don’t yell at me. I did what I had to do.”

Jarak tried every combination to open the cockpit door but nothing worked. Ian pushed past me to Jarak. “Move over, I got this.” He slammed into the door with his shoulder, creating a small but otherwise useless dent. Turbulence jerked the plane as Ian hit it again.

“Hey, man, I don’t see what you’re trying to do. This door is made to withhold attacks,” Jarak said as he returned to the door.

“Well, wise one, the plane is going down because smarty pants over there put the pilot to sleep and can’t wake the pilot. We,” he used his finger to point at all of us in a circle, “are the only ones awake. So, we need to get in there.”

Hearing Ian confirm my fear of why the plane was descending so fast scared me even more. “Let him try, Jarak.”

“Fine, but what are you gonna do once you get in there? None of us know how to fly a plane.”

“I’ll figure that out, right now we just need to open this door.” Ian plowed into the door again.

“That won’t work,” Camilla said as she neared the cockpit.

Jarak raised his hands in surrender. “I’ve already tried to tell him.”

“Here, let me.” She walked up to the door with a set of keys.

Ian moved back over by me, rubbing his shoulder. “Well, now you show up.”

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Other Books in the Series:
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Summary:
With a death starts a new beginning…
Eighteen-year-old Esmerelda thinks she’s just a normal girl, but all of that changes the day of her mom’s funeral, when a warlock, intent on using her special powers, kidnaps her. Powers she didn’t know existed. Thrown in the middle of a magical battle, Es struggles to learn her magic while fleeing both vampires and warlocks, at the same time, hunting for the witches that can help defeat her adversary. The only problem is that they are dead.
Thankfully, she has the help of Jarak—her Guardian—who quickly captures her heart, but she wonders if she can win his? Just when she thinks Jarak is the one for her, Ian appears with daggers drawn to save Es from a vampire attack. Ian is cocky and rude, but there is something magnetic about him—something that attracts her to him. With her heart torn between two men, she faces the foes that are out for her blood. Can Es do the unthinkable and awaken them from their graves before time runs out?

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About the author

M.R. Polish was born in Idaho, a long, long, long, maybe not that long time ago…. Writing has always been there for her. Growing up, her mind was filled with stories, some she shared and others she filed away to write down later in life. It wasn’t until 2011 that she decided to publish her stories for everyone to enjoy. Her first award and when writing became more than just an idea was in the 5th grade. She won the scary story contest for the school newspaper. It is one story she still has tucked away for memories. Her teacher told her she could be anything she wanted and that she had a talent for writing, being creative and drawing people into her stories. M.R. took that to heart and continued to write, although mostly in secret until recent years.
Now you can find her enjoying life with her family – wrangling her four kids, setting traps in the house with toys for unsuspecting victims (aka, her husband) and writing down all her crazy and fun stories.
“Life is too short to stand by and watch everyone else live your dreams. The bigger the dream, the bigger the adventure!” ~ M.R. Polish
You can Find her on her Website, Facebook, or Twitter.
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I just recently hosted Cambria Hebert on a tour for her release day of Charmed, a Death Escort Novel.

I just had to be a part of the tour for her upcoming new release, Torch

a Take It Off Novel.

Doesn’t this cover look awesome?

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Title: Torch

Series: Take It Off (A sexy series of stand alone novels all in the new adult contemporary genre)

Genre: New Adult Contemporary

Author: Cambria Hebert

Published by Cambria Hebert

Release Date: August 23, 2013

Format: Ebook and Paperback

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TORCH (a Take It Off novel)

***This is a new adult contemporary novel and contains sexual content and graphic language. It is not intended for young adult readers. Recommended for ages 18+***

If you can’t take the heat… stay away from the flame.

Katie Parks has been on her own since the age of fifteen. All she’s ever wanted is a place to call her own—a life that is wholly hers that no one can take away. She thought she finally had it, but with the strike of a single match, everything she worked so hard for is reduced to a pile of smoking ash. And she almost is too.

Now she’s being stalked by someone who’s decided it’s her time to die. The only thing standing in the path of her blazing death is sexy firefighter Holt Arkain.

Katie’s body might be safe with Holt… but her heart is another story.

As the danger heats up, sparks fly and the only thing Katie knows for sure is that her whole life is about to go up in flames.

ABOUT CAMBRIA HEBERT
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Cambria Hebert is the author of the young adult paranormal Heven and Hell series, the new adult Death Escorts series, and the new adult Take it Off series. She loves a caramel latte, hates math and is afraid of chickens (yes, chickens). She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair. She currently lives in North Carolina with her husband and children (both human and furry) where she is plotting her next book. You can find out more about Cambria and her work by visiting http://www.cambriahebert.com

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Welcome to Thursday Theatre

Here is where I’ll be posting video clips about books and movies and fun stuff.

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If this trailer is any indication, it looks like season four is going to be darker and more intense.

You’ll need to get in shape to watch it.

Get out your grips and start working those hands so you can get a firm grasp of the edge of your seat!

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I can’t wait for Season 4 to begin!

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Jordanna East is in the spotlight!

And she’s got a surprise.

Her thriller, Blood in the Past, is free right now on Amazon!

Go HERE to get yours.

But first, enjoy our interview and my review for Blood in the Past.

See what’s cooking and what you’re in for!

I don’t want to keep ya’ll waiting, so let’s get started.

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When did you know you wanted to be a writer?
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I was always a creative person, but mostly in the visual arts. As the bio I’ve posted all over the web states, I started writing because I was broke and unemployed and my cable had been shut off. I read a lot of true crime and crime fiction and, since I went to school for Biology, Psychology, and Criminology, I thought I’d try my hand at writing and see how it went. Well, when I finally found a job, some coworkers came across the few chapters I had written and couldn’t stop gushing about them. But it wasn’t until recently, when one of my good friends passed away (after which one of the characters was named), that I decided to go ahead and finish the story. One thing led to another and I really started to love writing and hate when I wasn’t writing. The idea of finishing the one story turned into the goal of finishing a series. And my love of writing turned into a notebook full of future ideas.
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I see that Blood in the Paint is coming this winter. When writing this series, did you already have a general idea for each book or did it start as one book and you made it into more than one? I’ve always wondered about that.
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Dammit, I kind of already answered that in the previous question. I’ll elaborate. I actually started writing Blood in the Paint first, but as the story progressed and became more about the characters’ psychopathies, I wanted to show the chain of events that led them there. So I wrote Blood in the Past. Somewhere in there I realized these characters would make for a great series and I sketched some general ideas for two more full-length books.
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How do you feel about cliffhanger endings?
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I honestly LOVE a cliffhanger ending that makes me stark-raving mad with fury. But, obviously, that’s just me, so I try to write cliffhanger endings that tie up most of the story with the cliffhanger only alluding to next book’s story arc. My husband has read the first draft of Blood in the Paint and he lost his mind over the ending. But in a good way. Not in a stark-raving mad with fury way.
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Which character was easiest to write and which was the hardest?
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This is going to make me sound like a complete psycho to those who have already read Blood in the Past, but Lyla Kyle was the easiest to write. I started the story with her. I love writing her, but I can’t say why for fear of ruining anything for anyone. As for the rest of the characters, my own experiences are scattered among each of them, so they’re all easy to write in spots. But I would have to say that Jason Brighthouse was the hardest. He was my first male character, so I wanted to get him right (CJ is a male, but I kind of wrote him based on someone, so he wasn’t so bad). I’ve read too many books where the male leads just screamed “written by a woman!” and I didn’t want to fall into that category.
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Books are listed under many different genres. What genre would you say best describes Blood in the Past?
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I actually had to look that up when I first finished Blood in the Paint! They are technically Psychological Thrillers. They don’t fall under mystery/suspense because you know who’s doing what. I suppose they can be considered as Crime Thrillers, but the focus of the series is more on the criminals where most Crime Thrillers are about the investigation of the criminals.
Are you finding it easier to write Blood in the Paint than it was to write Blood in the Past?
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As I mentioned, I wrote Blood in the Paint first, but I can still compare the two. They each had their own challenges. Blood in the Paint was my very first piece of fiction writing. I wrote it by the seat of my yoga pants and as I did research and learned more about writing I had to keep going back and changing things. By the time I wrote Blood in the Past, my creative writing skills had vastly improved. Unfotunately, the story takes place–you guessed it–in the past, so I had to make sure everything I wrote worked with what takes place later, which was just plain annoying. Note to self: don’t write things out of order.
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Do you have any hobbies?
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Well, like any good writer, I’m a voracious reader. I also enjoy painting and drawing, though I don’t get much time to do either anymore.
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Now for five fun short questions! Yay! I love these! It’s like a lightning round!
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Favorite TV show? Right now, Scandal.
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A phobia? Jellyfish scare me more than sharks.
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Cook or go out to eat? If everyone could cook like me, they’d never go out.
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A steak or a burger? Big, bloody steak.
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Sweet or salty snack? The sweeter the better.
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Thanks so much for visiting my blog and taking time out to answer my questions. I would be thrilled to have you back again when Blood in the Paint is released.
Thank you so much for having me! I love your blog and I’m thrilled to be a part of it. And you can definitely expect me back this winter!
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Jordanna East readily confesses that she started writing a novel one day when she was broke and unemployed. Her cable had been turned off. SHE WAS BORED. So she sat down on her bed and started writing…and she hasn’t stopped. Though, now she has cable and pens her Psychological Thrillers at an actual desk. Blood in the Past is the prelude novella to her debut Blood for Blood Series, which follows three lives entwined by deaths and consequences, revenge and obsession. Blood in the Past is scheduled for release June 19, 2013.

Visit her website here

See what she’s up to.

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A psychological thriller sure to get your endorphins pumping!

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My Review
Actions have consequences.
You’ve heard of the ripple effect. A pebble tossed in the water creates ripples, which grow, expanding outward.
Jillian is the pebble, and her affair with a married man is the first ripple.
What happens after are the expanding ripples.
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I didn’t expect to like  Jillian so much.
She’s messing with a married man, and no matter what lies of his she chooses to believe, it’s a big no-no in my book.
Powerful writing drew me to Jillian. I wanted more for her. I wanted her to be happy and free.
As she gets tangled in a web of lies and infidelity, I became more and more fearful. Her obsession with her lover grows and takes a bizarre turn.
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If only Jillian and her roommate hadn’t been mugged.
If only  Calvin Kyle hadn’t been the responding police officer.
If only he hadn’t been so attractive.
If only they hadn’t started their affair.
A lot of if onlys.
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There are so many people affected by this affair. So many victims.
I guess you could call them collateral damage.
Jillians act of desperation plows through several families, leaving bodies in her wake.
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I almost didn’t want to continue reading. I just knew this wasn’t going to be pretty, but I had to know what happened.
Boy, was I right.
This short story had me sweating blood! It was relentless.
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Blood in the Past is only 8 chapters, but by the time you finish reading, it will feel like a lot more.
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The writing is bold, making this cast of dysfunctional and flawed characters come to life in the pages.
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As Blood in the Past is the prelude novella to the Blood for Blood Series, I can hardly wait to see what the author has cooked up for her other stories.
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Such strong writing, if I didn’t already know, I never would have guessed this was the authors debut novel.
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5 Stars
Don’t forget to get your free copy of Blood in the Past HERE.
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Hosted by MizB at Should Be Reading

To play along, just answer the following three (3) questions…

• What are you currently reading?

• What did you recently finish reading?

• What do you think you’ll read next?

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What are you currently reading?

 The Eyes of Love by Angelina Rose 

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At long last, Sally Overby falls in love again in THE EYES OF LOVE, the new book in Angelina Rose’s series about the people in Mill Creek Crossing.

After a tragic loss five years ago, Sally becomes an Attorney in Atlanta. She convinces herself that all she’ll ever need again is her young son, David, and her life as an attorney. Until one day, Colin Dean barges back into her life and promptly blows her safe world apart, driving her crazy as only a guy she’d had a “school girl crush” on can. But will Colin be able to convince her that’s it safe to love him… and that forever isn’t really out of reach?

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What did you recently finish reading?

Getting Back to Normal by Marilyn Levinson

Getting Back to Normal

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Sixth-grader Vannie Taylor’s mom has just died. Her father, completely lost without his wife, brings Vannie and her younger brother to live in a dismal cottage on the estate where he manages craft fairs, dinners, and other events. When strange events start happening around the estate, Vannie decides to investigate, and soon discovers a ghost who wants her to help him make amends for something in his past. Vannie’s life is starting to get back to normal, but  in a way she’s never imagined.

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What do you think you’ll read next?

Leashed by Zoe Dawson

Leashed (Going to the Dogs, #1)

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First book in the Going to the Dog series and is a short novella at 26,000 words.

Jack has some ‘splainin’ to do!

That’s right! Callie Lassiter’s normally well-behaved Great Dane Jack has run off and done the wild thing with the neighbor’s dog. It must be puppy love! It’s doubly embarrassing since she’s a professional dog trainer. Of course, the neighbor would have to be hot, hot nightclub owner bad boy Owen McKay, just the kind of man Callie is determined to avoid.

Owen’s comfortable with his playboy status and the hype in the media. But the ground moves beneath his feet when he gets an eyeful of the girl next door. The Dog Whisperer never looked this good! How can he convince this wholesome honey that his player days are behind him? Maybe Jill, his Great Dane can help him with this dilemma now that she’s pregnant and Callie’s dog is to blame.

Is this bad boy a bad bet?

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So, whatcha readin?

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Anyone can play along! Just do the following:
• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page.
•Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

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My tease for today is from Morning Warning by A.M. Sawyer

Morning Warning

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With a frigid tingling creeping up my spine, I watched as a giant rope of blackish Hell touched the ground no more than two hundred yards away from us. I was frozen and rooted to the spot, as I watched it grow bigger and bigger right before my eyes. Worse still, it started moving in my direction.

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This one is giving me the heebie jeebies!

I live in the south and tornadoes are very common.

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How about you? Got a tease? Tell me!

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This is an exciting day!

Starfire by Michele N. Zugnoni is now available.

Happy Release Day.

Feast your eyes on the stunning cover art, read the blurb to know more about Starfire, and join in the festivities.

Starfire
Chronicles of Shadow Mist

Book One

Michele N. Zugnoni

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Genre: new adult paranormal romance

Publisher: Forbidden Press

Date of Publication: July 30

ISBN 978-0-9895690-0-2

ASIN: Not assigned yet

Number of pages: 400

Word Count: 110,000

Cover Artist: Michele N. Zugnoni

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From an ancient battle comes a forbidden love … and the chance to hope again.

Destined to destroy vampires, or refuse and be executed, seventeen-year-old Julia Kirkwood finds herself drawn to two things: a life of partying and rebelling against the law, and Clay Blackwell. The trouble is, Clay happens to be the son of the Lumince high priestess, the leader of a race of peace-loving vampires, and Julia’s father’s unspoken enemy. For Julia isn’t just a Reaver, she’s the daughter of the Reaver Chief. And Julia’s father is furious to discover she’s secretly dating and falling in love with a Lumince, particularly after an attempt at peace crumbles in bloodshed.

When her father intensifies his attack against the Luminces, endangering the lives of Clay’s people, Julia’s forced to take a stand. She must choose to accept her destiny as a Reaver, or claim her heart and find the inward strength to declare war against her own flesh and blood. Interwoven with her fate are the ramifications of a love story as forbidden and passionate as her own: the ancient romance that sparked the creation of Reavers and Luminces, igniting this centuries-old feud. Will Julia’s feelings for Clay be enough to transcend centuries of love-turned-hate? Or will their final hope for peace be incinerated in a fiery war?

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An excerpt from chapter 2, Clay’s POV…

“D’you ever wonder,” Julia’s fingers glided along her cat’s back, blazing a path into its fur, “if there’s a place so far away, it just has to be perfect? That –” she sighed, “that maybe if we traveled far enough, we could – I don’t know, we could maybe cut around the bull shit and the lies and just live the life we’re supposed to live? Free of everything but the truth and ourselves?”

Clay tilted his face toward the stars. “Maybe. If there’s a place far enough away.”

“Sometimes I feel like there has to be.” She pulled her gown around her legs, letting the material drift against her skin. “Otherwise, what the hell else is there?”

“Mrow,” agreed the cat, nuzzling its cheek against Clay’s hand.

“Nice cat.” Falling onto the deck, Clay scratched behind the creature’s ears. “What’s its name?”

“Pandora.” Julia pushed herself to her elbows, causing the feline to fall onto her lap with a startled mrow. She smoothed her apologies against its fur. “Named her after a story my mom told me once. When I was a little girl.”

His heart sprinted as he stared into her eyes: stained with starlight and sparking with secrets, they grabbed hold and wouldn’t let go. “A story?”

“Hmm.” She nodded. “About a girl who just couldn’t take no for an answer. She opened this box she wasn’t even supposed to touch, and let out all the dark, evil things of the world. Anger. Jealousy. Spite. Malevolence. Everything bad. Until she got smart and slammed the lid shut, trapping just one thing inside. You know what that was?”

“Tell me.”

Julia tilted her face to the heavens. “Hope,” she murmured, her answer mingling with Clay’s whispered: “Hope.”

A crease formed between her brows, and she lowered her gaze to skewer Clay with her fiery stare. “Thought you hadn’t heard the story, Lumince?”

Clay shrugged. “I’ve heard it. I just wanted to hear you tell it.”

The starlight faded from Julia’s eyes and she reached for her bottle of champagne. “Aren’t you breaking the rules? Coming out here to talk to me?”

Clay smothered a grimace. “Rules?”

“Yeah, you know.” Curling her hand around the bottle’s neck, she lifted it to her mouth in a fluid yank. Her throat spasmed around the rush of alcohol; plunking the bottle onto the deck, she moistened her lips and leveled him with her stare. “Should any vampire be caught keeping company with a human,” she air-quoted the law with her fingertips, “that creature will suffer no less than two years in a Reaver-run penitentiary and –”

“And no less than thirty lashes of a pinewood whip.” Clay tugged his fingers through his curls, swallowing a sigh as Pandora curled onto his lap. “I know the law.”

“Then why are you out here talking to me?”

There was a dare in her eyes, in the way she pushed her fingertips against his hand; capturing one between his fingers, he held it in his grasp. “Last I checked, Reavers didn’t exactly qualify as human. Or have the laws changed again?”

Julia arched a brow. “Nice,” she drawled, twisting her fingertip from his hand. It fell against his arm, where it burned her touch into his skin. “Do you talk like this to all the girls, or am I just special?”

Clay met her gaze and took a breath. “I’m still trying to figure that one out.”

She blinked. “Well, let me know when you do. ‘Cause I’m just dyin’ to find out.”

She tilted her head for another drink, and Clay watched as the neckline of her dress fell open, revealing the Reaver mark etched into the skin below her collarbone. Unbidden, his fingers drifted to the design: a jagged “R” seared within a circle, smooth against his touch. “Did that hurt?”

He thought he heard her breath catch; he knew he saw her eyes widen as her gaze drifted to his hand. “Enjoying the feel?”

“Sorry.” Clay yanked his hand away, his cheeks burning against the warm September breeze. “I just…I’ve never seen one this close before.”

“You mean my cattle brand?” She skimmed the mark with her hand. Her forehead creased and her mouth puckered as she stared at the fingers he’d touched her with seconds before. “It’s okay, I guess. It’s just – I’ve never had anyone touch it before. It’s . . . kinda weird.” Her hand brushed against his arm, causing his breath to catch. “But it didn’t hurt. Or, it did for a minute, when I first got the flash.”

“The flash?”

“Yeah.” She nodded. “It’s like…a moment, when you know you were chosen. A searing pain, and then you get the mark. It happened when I was thirteen. A full year before any of my other friends were chosen, which really kinda sucked.” A sip from the bottle, washed down with a tuck of her mouth. She smacked her lips together. “But it’s okay. I’ve gotten over it.”

“Wow.” Clay raised his brows.

“Yeah. I guess.” Shivering, Julia swigged another long drink. He took the opportunity to caress her hand with his thumb, sliding it beneath his palm.

She shifted until she was sitting, her gaze drifting to his mouth. “I wonder…”

“What do you wonder, Jewels?”

Her eyelids fluttered at the endearment, a spark of surprise sizzling through her gaze. “I – I wonder if …” Julia’s free hand glided into the air, and she skimmed her fingertips against his lips. “Do you mind?”

Clay swallowed and leaned forward as her touch seared itself into his skin. “D-do I – Oh.” He blinked. “Oh, yeah. Um, okay. Sure.” He slid open his mouth to reveal a pair of gleaming white fangs.

She smoothed her fingers over their tips, wincing as they pricked her skin. “They’re sharp.”

“It’s okay.” Flipping his hand, he captured her fingers between his own. “I don’t bite, and I never hurt.”

He was caught within her stare, pulled within the molten fire flashing through her eyes. His heart dipped as she yanked her hand from his touch, a guarded mask slipping over her features. A second later, and the bottle was at her lips, the rush of liquid flooding her throat. He caught the bottom with his hand, causing her to lower it until it hovered between them both. “Why do you drink so much?”

“Why do you care?”

“Actually,” he lowered his hand and she plunked the bottle onto the deck, “I guess I’m trying to figure out why you pretend so hard like you don’t.”

“Maybe it’s easier that way.”

“Yeah, maybe.” Clay scratched behind Pandora’s ears, making the creature purr. “Or maybe you’re just too scared to try it any other.” Her eyes flashed fire, but he caught her hand before she could flail him with her words, flipping it to run his fingertips along the lines of her palm. “I told you. You don’t have to be afraid of me. I don’t hurt, and I never bite.”

“No.” She ripped her hand away. “You only touch.”

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Looks like mine is some good old Jim Beam and Weasel’s blood ~ Sly’s Swallow!

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Starfire Playlist

Punching in a Dream, The Naked and Famous

Girl on Fire, Alicia Keys

Try, Pink

Want U Back, Cher Lloyd

Eyes on Fire, Blue Foundation

Part of Me, Katy Perry

Die Young, Ke$ha

Silent Lucidity, Queensryche

I Think We’re Alone Now, Tiffany

We’re Not Gonna Take It, Twisted Sister

The Promise, When in Rome

We are Young, Fun

Theme Song: Young Blood, The Naked and Famous

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About the Author:

Michele N. Zugnoni

Michele is a recovering demon (AKA attorney) who left the legal field to follow her dreams of writing and teaching college-level English. In her spare time, she enjoys traveling as far as her credit card will take her, reading an assortment of fantasy and paranormal, and playing with her frisky animals (two black cats and two loud-mouthed cockatiels).

She’s loved vampires since she was four, when her BFF confided that her older sister was a vamp who enjoyed drinking blood. Like any four-year old, Michele thought this was the most awesome thing ever. Michele currently lives in Modesto, California, but will move to Santa Barbara to begin a Ph.D. program in education and literacy this fall.

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I love angels and I believe we all have a guardian angel, even though I wonder where mine is most of the time. I picture ‘him’ standing on the sideline of my life, having a good laugh.

Enjoy my spotlight for Guardian Angels.

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Guardian Angels

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Guardian Angels by Andrew P. Weston

In a series of terrifying events, otherworldly beings intervene to save innocent lives. The world community reacts with relief as they realize that angels may in fact exist, and they are diligently protecting us.

But there are those who would seek to stop what they feel is a threat against their livelihoods. How far will some go to battle the Guardians? Is the fairy tale over before it even begins?

Guardian Angels is a powerful and compelling story about the catalyst that has the power to unite society in the hope for a better future. The spark of hope is fragile—can it last?

 Enjoy this sneak peek inside Guardian Angels

Making his way across the muddy fields behind the house of the Drake residence, David Collins had to smile to himself in satisfaction.

Sure enough, while the family had beefed up security at the front of their home, he had been correct in his assumption that they wouldn’t bother much with the back.

The low wire mesh fencing separated the home from miles of open farmland bordered by statutory brambles, thorns, and thistles.

They obviously didn’t think anyone would try to get through. And they were right—who in their right mind would traipse through this muck?

David amused himself with the fact that he probably wasn’t in his right mind. The people he represented were not just anyone.

That’s why he couldn’t afford to mess about any longer. They would want results, and he was here to get them. Heavily shielded, a taser tucked snugly in one pocket and a dart gun in the other, he was determined to come away with answers.

No more Mr. Nice Guy, he thought.

Coming at last to the back fence, he looked around to ensure no one was in a position to see it bend under his weight.

He climbed over. A dirty plastic swing and a deflated plastic paddling pool in the back yard confirmed he was in the right place.

Other toys were littered around the poorly kept garden—a bike, a ball, some cars along with a few “Action Man” figures, all scattered and abandoned along the concrete path. The back door was conveniently ajar.

Perfect!

Removing both the dart gun and the taser from his pockets, he started along the path, quickening his pace as he drew nearer.

Burst in, stun them, read them and then out through the front door with my face covered until I’m out of camera shot, then I’m away, he thought.

A rear window was also open, and he could hear the mother shouting to the boy inside to shut up, as she was trying to listen to the BBC Broadcast. He thought he heard something about her wanting to hear what the Guardian was saying.

He was surprised. Oh, they turned up then?

However, that wasn’t as surprising as what happened next.

He was about three yards from the door when he suddenly heard a thrumming sound and found a glowing, golden blade of light held about two inches from his throat.

He froze, looking along and over the long blade at the startling woman who held it there, her magnetic grey eyes boring into his soul, a look of warning flashing in their depths.

At six feet tall, and with a physique that looked as if a goddess had somehow been poured into her black uniform and molded into liquid marble, David knew instantly who had figured him out. Shit!

He felt an invisible pressure hold him still.

A voice in his mind spoke. Hello, David, my name is Victoria. Do I have your attention?

His eyes darted about, flicking from the blade to her, then to the house before returning to the blade again.

The same voice spoke again. Don’t worry about the people in the house. They’re blissfully unaware of our presence and we’re nice and safe within your chameleon shield. I asked you a question, David. Do I have your attention?

“Err, yes!” he replied, too shocked to utter a full sentence.

He looked more closely into the face of his adversary. Her dark flowing hair was tied back, cascading over one of her shoulders. Strong features highlighted just how beautiful she was. But those intensely grey eyes terrified him; they burned with a barely restrained power that caused his teeth to ache.

Taking a deep breath, David repeated more fully, “You have my full and undivided attention, yes.”

He relaxed as the Guardian sheathed her plasma baton, and David found he could move again.

We believe you may represent a group of people who have made several uninvited approaches to our members recently in the vain attempt to offer positions of employment to them.

While every member of the Guardians is free to do as they wish, you should be aware that we are very loyal to the cause we serve, and none of us appreciate your attempts. While we don’t know your reasons, we feel they must be of a somewhat darker disposition than we would prefer. Otherwise, you would have openly made contact with us.

Make sure you tell those you serve that they would be foolish to confuse our restraint with weakness. Just because we choose to act with patience does not mean our patience is limitless, understood?

“Yes, I understand.”

I hope you do, because we do not expect to have to bump into you, or your people again under these circumstances. Understood?

“Yes.”

Oh, David, not to labor the point, but that includes circumstances like this one, yes?

“Yes, I understand clearly. I’ll make sure that’s passed along.”

Tell those you serve that this boy is protected. He is not only important to us, but to the whole world. If your people make another ill-advised attempt to gain access to him, not only will they regret it, but those making the attempt will never be in a position to harm anyone ever again. Am I making myself crystal clear?

“Yes, Ma’am”

Also, while I am fully capable of mind-reaming you where you stand and leaving your skull empty of information or coherence, I won’t. Instead I will extend to you and your people something you have failed to extend to us, simple courtesy.

It is clear you are all gifted in some way. The world needs people like you, now more than ever. Seriously think about the path you are on, because if you don’t, you will all face the consequences. Is that clear?

“Yes, very clear.”

And with that, David experienced a moment’s disorientation and found himself standing on the sidewalk next to his hired car more than a mile away.

Needless to say, he was on his phone and updating his superior within seconds, very glad to be away from that compelling woman who was so terrifyingly beautiful.

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About the Author:

Andrew P. Weston was born in the city of Birmingham, UK and grew up in the towns of Bearwood and Edgbaston, eventually attending Holly Lodge Grammar School for Boys where he was School Captain and Head Boy.

He was an active sportsperson and enjoyed rugby, martial arts, swimming, and was a member of athletics teams throughout the city.

On graduation in 1977, he joined the Royal Marines fulfilling a number of roles both in the UK and abroad.

In 1985, he became a police officer with the Devon & Cornwall Constabulary, and served in a variety of uniformed and plain clothed departments until his retirement in 2008.

Over those years, he wrote and illustrated a selection of private books for his children regarding the life of a tiny kitten, called The Adventures of Willy Whiskers and gained further qualifications in Law and Religious Studies. He was an active member of Mensa and continued to be an active sportsperson, providing lessons free of charge to local communities.

An unfortunate accident received on duty meant Andrew had to retire early from the police force, but after moving to the sunny Greek island of Kos to speed up his recuperation, he was at last able to devote time to the “Guardian Concept” he had developed over his years in the military and police.

When not writing, Andrew enjoys Greek dancing and language lessons, being told what to do by his wife, Annette, and hunting shadows in the dark.

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M. S. Spencer is in the spotlight!

Join me in welcoming her to my blog for an interview. Then read my review of her book, TRIPTYCH.

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Welcome! Welcome! Let’s get started, shall we?

When we first met, I asked you how you came up with the title for Triptych. We had a good conversation. I know you can’t say much without spoiling the story. Could you tell us a little and did the title come first or the story?

Certainly, but first, let me thank you for having me here today. It’s always such fun to talk about oneself…J

I came up with the plotline for Triptych after reading about the legend of the Three Sisters—a set of three rocky islets in the middle of the Potomac River in Washington, DC. The story goes that one of three Indian sisters fell in love with a white settler. When her father forbade the match, she decided to swim across the river to be with her lover. Her sisters followed her, hoping to bring her back, but a huge storm sprang up and all three were drowned. The legend is that the sisters forever guard that bend of the Potomac and will kill any man who tries to cross.  I thought a story that entwined the Indian legend with that of three human sisters living high above the rocks would be very romantic. Here’s a summary:

Both Miranda Cabot and her sister Honor prefer their solitude to romance, Miranda having watched her husband die in flames on the Potomac River rocks called the Three Sisters. Not so their younger sister, Sybil, who invites a mysterious Frenchman calling himself the Chevalier du bon Arnaque to stay with them in their mansion overlooking the deadly rocks.

Misgivings about the stranger’s intentions cause Miranda and Honor to ask their neighbors Dieter Heiliger and his grandson Corey to chaperone. Three beautiful, strong-willed women living in a house with three handsome, virile men leads inevitably to an intricate web of jealousy, sex, and intrigue. Add in long-lost master artworks, stolen prototypes and a resident genius and you have a recipe for romance. Who will end up with whom, and will the Three Sisters take another life as the legend calls for?

As to the title, I spent many a wakeful night trying to come up with it. I pored over the thesaurus entries for “three” and “tri.” I checked song titles and quotation books. Passing pedestrians would stare at me as I mumbled “triangle?—nope, clichéd—trimester? Tribbles?” Desperate, I sought solace in dessert. I swear on my mother’s Bible the title Triptych simply dropped into my lap along with the chunk of blueberry pie which I don’t think I’ll ever get out of my white skirt. (Note: a triptych is a work of art in three panels hinged together—hence three separate but interconnected pictures.)

You’ve written many books and each one is quite different. Where do your ideas come from?

The settings are all favorite places of mine: Old Town Alexandria (Virginia), Chincoteague Island, the Gulf Coast of Florida, Paris.  The setting often spurs the plot—in Mai Tais and Mayhem, the aquarium at the famous Mote Marine Labs in Sarasota simply cried out for a floating corpse. It certainly wasn’t that I wanted an excuse to loll around on the beach with an umbrella’d drink and watch for dolphins.  Some stories also contain autobiographical snippets woven into the fiction (especially my latest, Lapses of Memory).

What is your favorite part of your writing process?

Fifth revision. No, fourth. When the bulk of the writing is done and I can indulge in adding delicate touches and embellishments, enriching the action.

Do you listen to music when you are writing, or is there a routine you have for beginning a new book?

No, I can’t have any noise at all when I write. Even a car passing with radio going full blast halts the process.  I start a new book with the last line and then work backward (well, more sideways, like a drunken turtle) from there. The first three chapters are sheer hell, but after that I more or less coast between toll booths (i.e., the intermittent points at which I wonder just where I’m going with this).

What do you do to relax and unwind?

Now that I’m in Florida, I walk to the beach and stare out at the water, giving thanks for the ability to do so. Then I go back home and make a drink (not a Mai Tai, sigh) and watch the news.

Are you working on something now?

Ooh, I’m glad you asked. I’m almost finished the penultimate revision to The Mark of Love and Death (tentative title) set in Old Town Alexandria. Here’s the blurb:

Her first day as docent in the George Washington Masonic Memorial, Claire Wilding finds a distinctly non-Masonic item: a dead body. As she deals with a smitten police detective, a handsome Senator, black ops agents, and two ruthless mothers, she learns more than she ever expected to about jewels and pennies, irregular Masonic lodges, and our first President’s family secrets.

I’ve also started a story called The Wishing Tree, set in Chincoteague. It involves visiting NASA scientists, spies, and mistaken identity. And two romances. So far.

Five Fun Short Questions!

Favorite sweets?

I don’t have much of a sweet tooth (it disappeared the year I discovered beer), but now and then I fancy something chocolate—bittersweet of course, maybe with sea salt and caramel. Or plain old whipped cream!

A vegetable you can’t stand?

Okra. It’s that gooey, stringy stuff that oozes out of it—yuck. Other than that I love pretty much any vegetable, luckily for me since my family includes two vegetarians and a vegan. We always had a garden and planted, besides the usual suspects, things like artichokes (too big), corn (also too big), sorrel, lots and lots of herbs, golden beets, etc. Now my son establishes urban gardens and teaches sustainable agriculture. Where did I go wrong?

Wine or beer?

Do I have to choose? I drink a lot more wine (buttery French burgundy when I can get someone to pay for it) because it’s low-carb but I do love a nice brown or red ale.

Slow blooming romance or wham I’m in love?

Slow—I like the heroine to discover that she’s in love after she’s gotten to know her hero.

Sexiest man ever?

Sean Connery. No question.  Sexiest bad boy: Robert Downey, Jr.

Thanks again for having me Laura. I hope you read and enjoy all my books—and tell your friends!

Thank you for taking time away from your beach walk to answer my questions. I had a few chuckles from some of your answers. I wouldn’t mind sitting down and shooting the breeze with you, enjoying one of those yummy Mai Tais. Maybe we’ll spot Sean or Robert!

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M.S. Spencer

M.S. Spencer

Although M. S. Spencer has lived in Chicago, Boston, New York, France, Morocco, Turkey, Egypt, and England, the last 30 years have been spent mostly in Washington, D.C. as a librarian, Congressional staff assistant, speechwriter, editor, birdwatcher, kayaker, policy wonk, non-profit director and “domestic engineer”, aka parent.  Once she escaped academia, she worked for the U.S. Senate, the U.S. Department of the Interior, in several library systems, both public and academic, and at the Torpedo Factory Art Center.  She holds a BA from Vassar College, a Diploma in Arabic Studies from the American University in Cairo, and Masters in Anthropology and in Library Science from the University of Chicago.  She divides her time between Maine and Florida.  All of this tends to insinuate itself into her works.

Writing as M. S. Spencer, she has published seven best-selling contemporary romantic suspense novels, Lost in His Arms and Lost and Found from Red Rose Publishing, as well as Losers Keepers, Triptych, Artful Dodging: the Torpedo Factory Murders,Mai Tais & Mayhem: Murder at Mote Marine (a Sarasota romance), and Lapses of Memory from Secret Cravings Publishing. All but Lost & Found are available in print-on-demand.

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Triptych

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My Review

Funny, flirty, and downright sizzling in a few places.

Triptych is a tale of three sisters. They all live together in a mansion on the bank of the Potomac River.

Sybil is the youngest, and keeps her older sisters on their toes with her propensity for flitting around willy nilly and  lifting her skirts.

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Honor is the oldest and more staid of the three, kind of like their fairy godmother, tempering their rash decisions.

Miranda is the middle child and seems to be the most grounded. She’s funny, self-confident and adventurous.

When Sybil takes an off the cuff comment seriously and goes to Craig’s List to find an aristocrat for a companion, the other sisters, after getting over the shock of someone actually answering the ad, decide to let the mysterious Luc Rever, Chevalier du Bon Aranaque, come and stay for a week. Who knows, maybe it’ll work and she’ll land her man.

Just as a precaution, they invite a family friend, Dieter, and his visiting grandson, Corey, to stay at the house while the stranger is visiting.

Pretty soon this quaint life on the river is thrown topsy-turvy as the sisters are drawn into the middle of an art theft.

In the beginning, the story flows smoothly along the shores of the Potomac, but as you read on, it picks up pace, the current rushes around the configuration of the three rocks called The Three Sisters, and as you get caught up in the chase, you end up in the rapids, rushing to the conclusion.

Triptych may be categorized as erotic, but I found more developed romance than just beyond the bedroom door scenes.

It was fun watching these sisters interact and live together. I sometimes felt like I was in another time. A step back to when life was gentler, more family oriented.

Then, situations jolt me back to the present as characters step forward and take charge.

Filled with pictorial surroundings and down to earth characters, Triptych is a grand adventure with a sensual bouquet of women looking for love.

I have three older sisters and we are all so different. Triptych took me back to when we all lived under one roof. Wow, what wonderful, outrageous fun we had. We may have gotten on each others nerves now and then, but in a pinch we were a united front, a Triptych plus one!

5 Stars

Now I have to decide which of M. S. Spencer’s books to read next!

Want to help me decide?

 Go HERE to see her list of books and pop back here to let me know which one you picked!

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