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Tuesday, February 24, 2026

Release Blitz + #Giveaway: Ivy Leigh Ever After by Gael Lynch @gaellynch @RABTBookTours



Middle Grade Fiction

Date Published: Feb 24, 2026

Publisher: Small Circles Press


Ivy’s life is a swirl of turbulence and change. It’s been almost a year since her sweet momma has died. Bottled up feelings tear her apart inside. Grandma wants to take her little dog away. Her BFFs pressure her to change. The cutest boy in school has a crush on her.

“It’s the universe, Ivy Leigh, welcoming in a little change.” Mr. Winters, her neighbor, a wannabe cowboy, tells her one day. But change is so confusing. When a pair of bullies taunt her on the bus and tease her at school, Ivy makes a giant mistake.

With a mix of humor and poignant moments and a quirky cast of neighbors and friends, Ivy finds a way to understand herself and make up for that mistake she’s made. Best of all, Ivy remembers Momma: Feelings are like fireflies caught in a jar, Ivy Leigh. They belong in the open, where a warm breeze can carry them away!


About the Author

 

Gael Lynch is a writer and storyteller, a teacher whose love of kids and furry creatures has followed her throughout her life. She now lives in coastal Carolina, a place of sunny beaches and warm breezes with her husband Tom and her rambunctious golden retriever, Wrigley. However, Newtown, Connecticut, with its pastoral beauty and kind-hearted people will always be a place she calls home.


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Review Tour + #Giveaway: Falcon of the Faroe Islands by Jennifer Ivy Walker @bohemienneivy @GoddessFish


FALCON OF THE FAROE ISLANDS

by Jennifer Ivy Walker

GENRE: Paranormal Historical Romance


Blurb:


Haldor Falk, fierce warrior and powerful vitki blessed by the Goddess Freyja with the extraordinary ability to transform into a falcon, has been charged with forging Skjöld, grandson of King Harald Bluetooth, into a rugged warlord in the wild north of Norway.


With his acolyte’s training now complete, Haldor intends to return to the Viking stronghold of Normandy. But when a vision reveals an imminent attack on a dwarf guarding a hidden treasure trove in a secret cave, Haldor and Skjöld gain Dwarven-forged weapons and an unexpected, invaluable ally.


Úlvhild, a völva of formidable seiðr magic and Haldor’s lover of nearly twenty winters, foresees that the Dökkálfar Dark Elves will strike to prevent the fulfillment of a prophecy. When the Norns unveil the terrible price of her fate, Úlvhild must confront a crimson-eyed witch to save her beloved falcon and ensure that the prophesied Son of the Dragon fulfills his destined path.


Falcon of the Faroe Islands is the sweeping, epic conclusion to the award-winning Valiant Vikings trilogy set in tenth century Normandy.


A sizzling blend of historical fiction, paranormal fantasy, Norse mythology, and steamy Viking romance!

Excerpt:

Tattoos in bluish black covered his rugged face, corded neck, and sinewy forearms. For the past two weeks, Skjöld had undergone the transformative ritual of fasting, isolation, and pain, as the images were carved into his skin. Blackened with ash, bone, and blood, each symbol embodied Skjöld’s ancestral heritage and Sámi spiritual power.

On his scarred, bearded face, a trio of droplets beneath his left eye marked the Veil of Vision with which Skjöld would attempt to wield the otherworldly gift of sight through water that he had inherited from his mother Ylva, his grandmother Lova, and his great-grandmother Sprota, a trinity of gifted Celtic priestesses from Bretagne in northwestern Francia.

An enormous dark blue dragon—emblem of Skjöld’s heritage as the prophesied son of the Dragon of Denmark and the Celtic priestess mother with otherworldly sight through water—covered his left shoulder and coiled around his thick neck. The fanged maw of the mammoth serpentine beast displayed a trio of Nordic runes. Uruz, for strength; Tiwaz, for honor and valor; and Dagaz, for the transformation of Skjöld the Viking warrior into a Sámi spirit sorcerer with second sight through water.

Upon Skjöld’s sculpted forearms flowed long, fluid patterns of the Nordic rune Laguz, the Norse symbol for water, representing his Viking heritage. Amidst the river of runes, Celtic triple spirals— symbolic of the trio of female ancestors who had passed their otherworldly gift of sight to Skjöld— covered his burnished skin, bronzed by the strong summer sun. Beneath the waves of runes and spirals were a trio of eyes beneath the water, evoking the Áhkká—the ancestral spirits and deities who would grant Skjöld the ability to wield his gift of sight through water.

After two weeks of isolation, fasting, pushing his body to the physical limits of pain and endurance, Skjöld would now face his final test—to enter the spirit world of water and wield his inherited gift to see beyond the human realm.

The rhythmic beat of Jaskka’s drum and the cadence of his slow, deep chant called Haldor’s attention back to the spirit leader of the Láhpi tribe. Haldor rose to his feet in solemn silence and strode toward Skjöld, who waited at the edge of the assembled tribe gathered around the fire.

A contradictory blend of courage and fear blazed in his fierce blue gaze.

Haldor led his acolyte toward the frosty shore of the starlit fjord where the long, narrow boat that he and Skjöld had skillfully crafted from pine was waiting upon the smooth white sand. As part of Skjöld’s preparation for tonight’s ritual, the two of them had felled the tall tree, hollowing and smoothing the sturdy wood. Skjöld himself had shaped the vessel for tonight’s voyage to the spirit world by carving soft curves along the sides, like the protective waves of the sacred fjord. He’d etched Sámi sigils, Celtic symbols, and Nordic runes into the hewn wood, carving a mermaid at the prow, to symbolize his female ancestors—the Áhkká—guiding him on the monumental spiritual journey.

As Haldor now helped Skjöld into the vessel, he glimpsed the mermaid shimmering in the moonlight. Her long, flowing hair and slender arms blended with the curved waves along the sides of the vessel. Intricate Celtic spirals and the Nordic rune Laguz wrapped around her limbs and elaborate tailfin, connecting her to the essence of the fjord and to Skjöld’s heritage as a spirit walker into the sacred realm of water.


My Review:

Falcon of the Faroe Islands is the concluding installment in the Valiant Vikings trilogy authored by Jennifer Ivy Walker. From the very first page, Falcon of the Faroe Islands immersed me in its captivating universe. Once I started reading, I couldn't put it down until I reached the final page.

The world-building is among the finest I have ever encountered. I felt as though I was part of that realm, almost like a character myself. I could vividly visualize the scenes unfolding in my mind as though I was experiencing them firsthand.

I adored Falcon of the Faroe Islands because I have a passion for Viking tales filled with epic battles. The enchantment of being able to transform into a falcon left me in awe. I cherished the moments when the warriors returned home after months of combat, scavenging, and rescuing maidens, reuniting with their loved ones for a night filled with passion.

I thoroughly appreciated the fusion of magic, combat, deities, and romance. The Valiant Vikings trilogy is a compelling narrative that is guaranteed to keep your interest from beginning to end without any dull intervals.

I wholeheartedly suggest picking up a copy of Falcon of the Faroe Islands for a remarkable finale to the Valiant Vikings trilogy today!


About the Author:

Jennifer Ivy Walker is an award-winning author of medieval Celtic, Nordic, and paranormal romance, as well as contemporary romance, historical fantasy, and WWII romantic suspense.

A former high school teacher and college professor of French with an MA in French literature, her novels encompass a love for French language, literature, history, and culture, including Celtic myths and legends, Norse mythology, Viking sagas, and Nordic lore.


Connect with Jennifer Ivy Walker

Website ~ Goodreads ~ BookBub ~ Facebook

Twitter ~ Instagram ~ TicTok ~ Pinterest ~ Bluesky



List of Books by Jennifer Ivy Walker

The Wild Rose and the Sea Raven

The Lady of the Mirrored Lake

The Emerald Fairy and the Dragon Knight

Winter Solstice in the Crystal Castle

A Celtic Yuletide Carol 

The Witch of the Breton Woods

Flames of Flamenco

Amour in Avignon

Dragon of Denmark 

Wolf of the Nordic Seas 

Falcon of the Faroe Islands



Giveaway:

$25 Amazon/BN GC




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Monday, February 23, 2026

Blog Tour: Beautifully Beastly by Maria Dean @MariaDeanAuthor @HotTreePromos


Author: Maria Dean
Title: Beautifully Beastly
Genre: Mafia Romance
Subgenre: Dark Romance
Release Date: February 5, 2026
Cover Designer: BookSmith Design

Available now!

My father is a king in a kingdom of blood—Barrett Devall, ruthless gang lord, feared by everyone.

When war breaks out, I’m forced into hiding, exiled to an isolated mansion deep in the mountains of Hellion Ridge. My only protection? Fenrir Therion—scarred, brutal, and bound to me by loyalty alone.

But Belial House isn’t just old and cold. It breathes. It listens. The walls whisper, and something in the shadows is waiting for us.

As a blizzard traps us inside, the lines between protection and possession blur. Fenrir is more beast than man—violent, broken, and infuriatingly irresistible. And the deeper we sink into the house’s secrets, the more I can’t tell what’s haunting me: the ghosts in the halls… or the heat in his eyes.

He was sent to keep me safe.

But no one warned us that the real danger would be falling for each other.

Beautifully Beastly is a dark, haunting romance steeped in mystery, tension, and forbidden heat. Perfect for fans of twisted longing and slow-burning desire in the face of the unknown.


But before I could delight in this thought, the water exploded, and I was pulled from its clutches and hauled onto the side of the pool.

My eyes were full of water, my mouth gasping as my lungs burned, and it was a few seconds before I could open them, but when I did, he came into focus, the man who’d pulled me from the depths, who’d put an end to my demise.

He knelt beneath me, my body draped over him as if he were a large chair, dark trousers plastered to his skin. And as my eyes adjusted, I glanced up at his face and was convinced that I’d succeeded because this wasn’t a man at all, but an angel. He was beautiful. His face was a serene masterpiece made up of only the finest qualities, the likes of which I have never seen on this earth. Yes, he was an angel, and he had come to take me.
 
But then he turned, slowly, slightly, a fraction of a movement that distorted the light and the image of him. And my angel was gone, the smooth skin on the right-hand side of his face replaced with something else. Scars. Ugly, snaking scars roamed from his collar and clawed their way up his neck, touching the underside of his chin and almost making it up to his left eye, stopping before they took his sight.

The skin was mottled, distorted, nothing like an angel, and every bit the devil. 

I pushed away from him.

And I saw it in his face, the acceptance of my reaction, for this was how it must always be for him. The response he was used to, because who wouldn’t look at him and not think he looked like a beast, his perfect portrait slashed down one side?

I could imagine people were afraid of him. But it wasn’t fear I felt. This wasn’t the reason I pushed back from him, a look of what he thought must have been horror upon my face.

No. I saw something else. A man who’d endured pain. A man who’d seen the worst. A man who was as scarred as I am, yet his scars were visible. A man who has been to hell and lived to tell the tale.

And he’d come to me, on the brink of death, as if fate had hand-delivered him. 



Maria Dean is an author from Yorkshire in England where she lives with her husband, two boys, and her faithful Boston Terrier. Her short stories have appeared in various publications and range from fantasy to science fiction and the supernatural, but for the long haul, her heart remains rooted in romance novels. An avid reader, she can be known to devour a book in a day, especially if there’s a twist in the tale and a swoon-worthy main character. She’s more than prepared to have her heart broken by a good book, just as long as it’s put back together again by the happily-ever-after. When she’s not reading or writing, she can be found walking her dog in her local woods, usually dreaming up her next novel or listening to an audiobook. 

Teaser: Enemies with Benefits by Wanda Violet O. @RABTBookTours @changelingpress

 


Sanctum Black (#1)

A Razor’s Edge Enemies to Lovers BDSM Erotica Short


BDSM Erotica

Date Published: February 27, 2026

Publisher: Changeling Press



Power made them enemies. Desire makes them reckless. One surrender changes everything.

Mira: Elias Hartmann is a billionaire power player and my biggest professional obstacle. Six months of brutal negotiations turned into six months of tension I refuse to name. Every meeting is a battle. Every look feels like a challenge I shouldn’t want to accept. Then I receive an invitation to Sanctum Black. A private sex club where power, and desire collide. When Elias appears, I should leave. Instead, I let him show me exactly how thin the line is between control and surrender. Outside, we’re enemies fighting for the upper hand. Inside, I give him everything I pretend I don’t crave.

Elias: Mira Calder doesn’t bend. She dismantles. Brilliant, relentless, and impossible to ignore. I wanted her from the first meeting. Not romance. Not dates. I wanted to break her composure and earn her surrender. Sanctum Black gives us rules, boundaries, and privacy with no consequences. Just heat, power, and obsession in a safe, anonymous environment. She’s my equal in the boardroom. In the dark, she’s mine to challenge and claim. Enemies to lovers. High-stakes power play. One mistake neither of us can afford to walk away from untouched.



Excerpt


All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2026 Wanda Violet O.

Mira

The moment I crossed the threshold of my apartment, I kicked off my heels, not caring where they landed. My feet throbbed with the special kind of pain reserved for women who spent twelve hours in Italian leather torture devices, all for the sake of standing eye-to-eye with men who confused height with authority. The negotiation with Elias Hartmann had dragged on until sunset, both of us refusing to yield on key points until our respective teams were practically falling asleep at the table. I’d won this round, but victory felt hollow when measured against the ache behind my eyes.

“Fuck it,” I muttered to no one, dropping my briefcase on the entryway bench. My apartment greeted me with familiar silence, the kind I usually found comforting after days filled with strategic verbal combat. Tonight, though, it felt like just another empty space.

I shrugged off my blazer and hung it with more care than I’d shown my shoes. Six hundred dollars of tailored wool deserved better, even if I couldn’t muster the energy to pick up my heels, which were now scattered across my polished hardwood floor. My blouse came next, the top three buttons already undone during the elevator ride up. Freedom, in small increments.

The wine rack in my kitchen called to me like a beacon. I selected a Cabernet I’d been saving, though I couldn’t remember why. Some mythical special occasion that never materialized. The cork came free with a satisfying pop that echoed in my silent kitchen.

I didn’t bother with a glass at first, taking a generous swig straight from the bottle. Only after that initial hit did I pour properly, the dark liquid swirling as I carried it to my living room. The tension in my neck had transformed into something solid, a concrete weight pressing down on my spine. I rolled my head, feeling vertebrae pop in protest.

Elias fucking Hartmann. The man was infuriating. Brilliant, undoubtedly, but maddening in a way that made me want to either slap him or…

I cut that thought off, unwilling to follow where it led. Six months of negotiations over this acquisition, and the progress we’d made could be measured in millimeters. Every concession was a battle, every clause scrutinized with microscopic closeness.

I raised my wine glass to take a healthy pull. I couldn’t deny the grudging respect I’d developed for my opponent. He had a mind like a steel trap and eyes that missed nothing. Including, I suspected, the way my breath sometimes caught when he leaned too close across the conference table.

I massaged my temples, pressing hard enough to make little starbursts appear behind my closed eyelids. Professional attraction was a complication I didn’t need. Especially not with someone whose corporate ambitions directly opposed my client’s interests.

Something caught my eye as I passed entryway table. A black envelope, sleek and heavy, with a minimalist gold emblem stamped in the corner. I froze, wine glass halfway to my lips. It definitely hadn’t been there this morning.

Setting down my glass, I approached the envelope cautiously, as though it might bite. My building had excellent security, a key consideration when I’d purchased the apartment. Someone placing this here meant either my security had been compromised, or…

I picked it up, feeling the substantial weight of the cardstock. Expensive. The gold emblem caught the light, an ornate “SB” intertwined in a design that managed to suggest both elegance and something darker. No postage, no address. Just my name in metallic ink that gleamed under my fingertips.

I slid my finger under the flap, breaking the wax seal that I hadn’t initially noticed. Inside was a single card of the same heavyweight black stock, text printed in the same gold ink.

To: Ms. Mira Calder

You are cordially invited to Sanctum Black, where discretion meets pleasure without judgment. Your reputation for excellence has been noted by our selection committee. Should you choose to accept, present this invitation at 1158 Blackwood Avenue at 10 PM this evening.

Boundaries respected. Desires fulfilled.

Sanctum Black

Your privacy is our sacred covenant

HW George

Concierge

I turned the card over, looking for more information, but found only the same emblem from the envelope. Sanctum Black. I’d heard whispers about it in certain circles. Sanctum Black was an exclusive club where the elite could shed their public personas. Not exactly a sex club, but definitely not a simple social club either. The kind of place where people went when they wanted experiences they couldn’t get elsewhere, with the absolute certainty that what happened there would never leave its walls.

My analytical mind immediately began dissecting how my name had reached their “selection committee.” Who had recommended me? What did they know about me that made them think I’d be interested? And more importantly, who else might I encounter there?

 

About the Author

Welcome to Wanda Violet O.'s world of bedtime fantasy, where you'll find a variety of sexy creatures ready to drink their fill. Wanda specializes in extreme kink. Monsters, BDSM role play... she's got it all. Come take a look for yourself!

 

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Publisher on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and TikTok: @changelingpress

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Virtual Book Tour + #Giveaway: She Knew Too Much by Victoria Weisfeld @GoddessFish



This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Victoria Weisfeld will be awarding a $25 Amazon/BN gift card to a randomly drawn winner. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.



Blurb: 

Travel writer Genie Clarke arrives in Rome seeking inspiration, but her trip turns deadly when she overhears two mafia operatives discussing a secret "Project." Before she can escape, she's attacked and left for dead. Awakening in a hospital-alive but hunted-Genie finds the police unwilling to believe her. Only Detective Leo Angelini takes her seriously, uncovering ties between her assault, a murdered woman, and a powerful criminal network.

With the threat escalating, Leo moves Genie into hiding, where she becomes both key witness and prime target. Cut off from safety and unsure who to trust, Genie must outthink the conspirators determined to silence her.

From Rome's bright piazzas to its shadowed alleys, she faces a terrifying fight for survival-and an unexpected connection with the detective risking everything to protect her. She Knew Too Much is a lean, suspenseful psychological thriller about fear, courage, and the price of knowing too much.

 

Purchase She Knew Too Much on Amazon

 

Read an Excerpt


I crossed the one-way traffic to reach the Piazza del Popolo’s spacious central rectangle. People ambled toward one or another of the half-dozen streets that converged on the Piazza or to the steps leading up to the Villa Borghese Gardens, where I’d spent the afternoon. I was aiming for the Via del Babuino, street of the Baboon, which got its name from a particularly hideous sculpture. In a few blocks, that street ended at the Piazza di Spagna and the always-crowded Spanish Steps, a half block from my hotel.

On the far side, I again negotiated the circling rush of traffic and chanced a look behind. What the hell? The spiky-haired blond had crossed the first stream of traffic. Now he jostled through the crowd, coming straight my way. He was tracking me, and he didn’t care if I knew it. I was in trouble. And, if I didn’t want to believe my eyes, the hair on the back of my neck confirmed it. I picked up my pace, walking as fast as I could in my flimsy sandals.

Dozens of times I’d traveled the few blocks connecting the two piazzas. Now this familiar street radiated hostility, and the stones of the Sunday-shuttered buildings reflected no warmth. Surely something, some business, would be open. I sped past my favorite stationery store, the gallery whose owner I’d interviewed. Shut tight as oysters.

Why hadn’t I asked someone near the piazza for help? Could I have made myself understood? Would they have agreed to get involved? I shook my head in frustration.

Interview with Victoria Weisfeld

Could you tell us about any research trips you took for this story? Which places did you visit, and what made them essential to your writing?

Before I started writing She Knew Too Much, a thriller set mostly in Rome, I had already visited Italy several times. Something I had seen in the Borghese Gardens on one of these trips gave me the seed of an idea that eventually grew into the novel.

What's the strangest thing you've ever had to research online for your book?

Crime writers always joke that they expect the FBI to show up on their doorstep because of the kinds of searches they do (and in one case notorious in writer circles, that actually happened). I have several books on weapons that I consult as needed, if only to decrease my vulnerability to a raid (ha!). A major subplot in She Knew Too Much is the failing work of a biomedical scientist. I did a deep dive into his research area so that any mentions of his work would be technically accurate, somewhere at the 30,000-foot level. A lot of research authors do never finds its way into their books. It’s more defensive: It keeps them from making an error that readers might notice.

Because of the Italian locations, I studied a lot of maps and did photo research. An important (real-life) religious object features in the book, and I discovered the special prayer dedicated to it. I also found out about Switzerland’s Chocolate Train—something your readers might want to check into for themselves!

The strangest thing I’ve researched is whether there’s an auto engine light enough for someone to carry easily. There is. It’s in the book.

What research (history, mythology, science) goes into your world-building?

Since I spend more time with these characters than any reader will, I try to make them interesting, with multiple facets, so that I don’t get bored with them. They have pasts. They have ambitions. They know stuff. They make mistakes. And sometimes they are very brave. Almost all of who they are and what they’ve done requires some level of research.

Have any of the people you've known, past or present, left a lasting impression on your writing journey? If so, we'd love to hear about a memorable experience that stands out to you.

For some years I wrote reports for a wonderful woman whose family had escaped Italy just before World War II. She was a small child then, and in America obtained multiple medical degrees and did outstanding human rights work. She was an expert in clear writing (and thinking) and taught me how to stay out of the Land of Vagueness and Confusion. Those lessons in clear writing apply just as importantly to fiction writing, except that sometimes in fiction authors are deliberately vague or misleading. It’s one thing to write a red herring or leave a mystery unexplained for a few chapters, but it’s quite another to inadvertently muddle your reader.

Do you write in the same genre all the time?

Crime/mystery/thriller writing covers a lot of subgenres, and I never tire of it. Very occasionally, I’ve published a short story that falls outside these, including a couple of mystery/horror and mystery/paranormal stories, in two cases involving ghosts.

If so, have you ever consider writing in another one?

I believe I’m stuck in the fascinating groove I’m in.

Which character, supernatural or human, do you enjoy writing the most and why?

Genie Clarke, the protagonist of She Knew Too Much is fun to write. She’s also a writer who does research and travels, and all that is familiar territory to me. Because she’s not a detective or a cop and doesn’t have a lot of experience dealing with dangerous characters, she doesn’t follow normal procedures, and she makes mistakes. Then she and I have to get her out of trouble! I enjoy figuring that out with her.

I hope your readers take the opportunity to read She Knew Too Much. I think they will find it a fast-moving story with touches of romance, humor, and a big dose of humanity. I welcome their responses. Thank you for inviting me to share these few words.


About the Author:


Vicki Weisfeld is a Midwesterner (Go Blue!) transplanted to New Jersey. Her short stories have appeared in leading mystery magazines, including Ellery Queen, Sherlock Holmes, and Black Cat. Find her work also in a variety of anthologies: Busted: Arresting Stories from the Beat, Seascapes: Best New England Crime Stories, Murder Among Friends, Passport to Murder, The Best Laid Plans, Quoth the Raven, and Sherlock Holmes in the Realms of Edgar Allan Poe. She's a member of Sisters in Crime, Mystery Writers of America, the Short Mystery Fiction Society, which awarded "Breadcrumbs" a best short story Derringer in 2017, and the Public Safety Writers Association, which gave a similar award to "Who They Are Now" in 2020. She's a reviewer of New Jersey theater for TheFrontRowCenter.com and crime/mystery/thriller fiction for the UK website, crimefictionlover.com.

Connect with Victoria Weisfeld



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Sunday, February 22, 2026

Book Tour: Kind Kids by Jenna McDonough @RABTBookTours



The Adventures of Hurley, Pearl, and The Pink Soldiers of Kindness


Children's Book

Date Published: October 10, 2025

Publisher: Gatekeeper Press



Hurley and Pearl are a brother and sister duo who usually get along but, like all siblings, sometimes struggle with their emotions. One day, when Pearl’s singing pushes Hurley to his limit, a family conflict teaches them both an important lesson: kindness begins with understanding and taking responsibility for your emotions.

With Mom’s loving guidance, Hurley and Pearl learn the power of pausing, breathing, and reflecting before reacting. They discover that kindness can heal hurt feelings, bring people together, and make everyone feel seen and loved. Inspired by Mom’s story of spreading kindness through small pink toy soldiers, the siblings embark on a heartwarming mission of their own—to brighten others’ days, one soldier at a time.

At school, Hurley comforts a classmate with a pink soldier after a tough moment on the playground, while Pearl lifts the spirits of a substitute teacher who feels overwhelmed. Through these small but powerful acts, Hurley and Pearl realize that kindness doesn’t just help others—it also fills their own hearts with warmth and happiness.

Their journey is about more than sharing toys; it’s about spreading love, empathy, and connection to everyone around them. Along the way, they discover a simple truth: kindness can change the world, one thoughtful gesture at a time.

Complete with a heartfelt letter from the fictional Colonel Michael T. Pinkerton, Kind Kids inspires young readers to share their own adventures of kindness. This delightful and empowering story encourages children to take small steps to make big impacts in their families, classrooms, and communities while reminding them that kindness to others begins with being kind to themselves.

Perfect for parents, teachers, and children alike, Kind Kids is a touching exploration of sibling dynamics, emotional growth, and the ripple effect of simple, kind acts.

 


Interview with Jenna McDonough

Introduce yourself and tell me about what you do.

My name is Jenna McDonough, and in addition to being a children’s book author, I work with both adults and children to help them better understand and manage their emotions. I am the creator of the Peaceful Kids App—the first-of-its-kind emotional intelligence app designed to teach children and their caregivers how to integrate tools and techniques for emotional regulation into daily life. Organized by both age and emotion, the app offers meditation, mindfulness activities, somatic resets, breathwork, and binaural beats. It also includes an Adult Meditation Library and is home to two of my signature courses: Highly Meditated and Introduction to the Healing Arts.

Beyond the app, I guide adults in identifying and releasing stuck energy through meditation, sound baths, and custom-designed healing experiences. I also developed coaching programs, such as Lifestyle Design and a proprietary program for high school juniors and seniors, as well as for any young adult navigating a transition year, to help them prepare with confidence for life beyond the classroom.

My professional journey began in education. I hold a degree in Interdisciplinary Studies with a focus in Communications Journalism from Florida Atlantic University, and started my career as an Elementary ESE teacher. While I found teaching deeply fulfilling, I also experienced firsthand the challenges of burnout, which inspired me to seek balance through meditation, mindfulness, and yoga. As my life evolved and I became a mother, I continued to deepen my personal practice, remaining committed to wellness while shifting my focus toward family.

During the global pandemic, I witnessed the surge of anxiety and stress across all ages and felt called to expand my work. What began as a personal passion evolved into a mission: to equip others—children, parents, and adults alike—with the tools they need to navigate life’s challenges with greater peace, presence, and emotional intelligence.

In recognition of my dedication to wellness and emotional regulation, I have and continue to serve as a member of the 2024 and 2025 Forbes Health Advisory Boards.

Tell me more about your journey as an author, including the writing process.

It has been my dream since I was 10 years old to write a children’s book. I thought about it often but kept telling myself it was something I’d do “later,” even though I had already been writing blogs for several years and had built a consistent writing practice.

As a mom of two children, I often witness the ups and downs of sibling dynamics. They sometimes get into disagreements, especially during those high-stress moments of trying to get out the door in the morning—but one of our family values is that we always reset and come together before they head off to school.

One morning, during the first week of summer vacation, they had a particularly heated conflict on the way to camp. This time felt different. Unlike school, they were about to spend the entire day together without me around, and it felt especially important to find a peaceful resolution before they stepped through the doors to begin their day.

That moment sparked my imagination and became the catalyst for Kind Kids. The story flowed naturally—I even wrote the first draft on my iPhone in a single day, in between errands and activities. Once it was written, I realized how great the need is for social-emotional books. I searched libraries, bookstores, and the internet for stories that depicted real-life situations paired with practical tools to help children emotionally regulate. I found many books that named emotions and described how they felt, but very few that children could truly see themselves in that included practical tools to help them manage their feelings. I felt strongly that this perspective was missing and deeply needed.

I then spent nearly six months revising the manuscript, refining the dialogue, weaving in additional tools and techniques, and making sure every page could serve as a resource for any child learning to express kindness. Once I felt confident in the story, I began the illustration and publishing process. Today, I am proud to share my first book: Kind Kids: The Adventures of Hurley, Pearl, and the Pink Soldiers of Kindness.

Tell me about your Book

Kind Kids: The Adventures of Hurley, Pearl, and the Pink Soldiers of Kindness is more than a book, it’s a movement. Having worked with children in many capacities since I was young, and now as a mother, I know firsthand how important it is to teach kids the skills of emotional regulation while also reinforcing the value of kindness. Even with my experience, I’m still surprised by how unkind children can sometimes be to one another. While conflict may be a natural part of growing up, I believe that if kindness were taught and modeled as the “default setting,” our world would be a better place for all of us.

Before writing my book, I started the Soldiers for Kindness Initiative. The idea took shape after I witnessed someone being openly rude to a cashier at a checkout line for no reason. I felt compelled to speak to the cashier afterward, to offer kindness and acknowledgment, because I couldn’t stand the thought of letting cruelty linger unchallenged. I had already been working with adults on strategies for emotional regulation and stress management. Still, I hadn’t yet found a fun and meaningful way to share those same principles with children.

The Soldiers for Kindness Initiative began with adults, but once I involved my own children, I quickly realized how much joy, connection, and understanding it brought them as well. When the idea for Kind Kids came to me, incorporating the pink toy soldiers felt like a natural extension of the initiative. They give children something tangible to share, a symbol of kindness and unity that helps them feel part of something bigger than themselves.

At the heart of my philosophy is this: we spend enormous amounts of time teaching children academics, yet we often overlook the importance of emotional intelligence. By laying the foundation early—teaching children how to recognize and regulate their emotions—they can grow into adults who respond rather than react. That shift, I believe, can help create a kinder, more compassionate world for us all.

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I hope Kind Kids, The Adventures of Hurley, Pearl, and the Pink Soldiers of Kindness not only inspires children and adults to spread kindness—through pink soldiers and beyond—but also empowers the next generation to recognize and regulate their emotions while striving for peaceful resolutions. 


About the Author


My name is Jenna McDonough, and in addition to being a children’s book author, I work with both adults and children to help them better understand and manage their emotions. I am the creator of the PEACEFUL Mindful Moments for Every Age App—the first-of-its-kind emotional intelligence app designed to teach children and their caregivers how to integrate tools and techniques for emotional regulation into daily life. Organized by both age and emotion, the app offers meditation, mindfulness activities, somatic resets, breathwork, and binaural beats. It also includes an Adult Meditation Library and is home to two of my signature courses: Highly Meditated and Introduction to the Healing Arts.

Beyond the app, I guide adults in identifying and releasing stuck energy through meditation, sound baths, and custom-designed healing experiences. I also developed coaching programs, such as Lifestyle Design and a proprietary program for high school juniors and seniors, as well as for any young adult navigating a transition year, to help them prepare with confidence for life beyond the classroom.

My professional journey began in education. I hold a degree in Interdisciplinary Studies with a focus in Communications Journalism from Florida Atlantic University, and started my career as an Elementary ESE teacher. While I found teaching deeply fulfilling, I also experienced firsthand the challenges of burnout, which inspired me to seek balance through meditation, mindfulness, and yoga. As my life evolved and I became a mother, I continued to deepen my personal practice, remaining committed to wellness while shifting my focus toward family.

During the global pandemic, I witnessed the surge of anxiety and stress across all ages and felt called to expand my work. What began as a personal passion evolved into a mission: to equip others—children, parents, and adults alike—with the tools they need to navigate life’s challenges with greater peace, presence, and emotional intelligence.

In recognition of my dedication to wellness and emotional regulation, I have and continue to serve as a member of the 2024 and 2025 Forbes Health Advisory Boards.


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Book Blitz + #Giveaway: Rhythm and Design by Long Temple @XpressoTours

Rhythm and Design
Long Temple
(The Rhythm and Design Series, #1)
Publication date: May 18th 2025
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

A soulful architect. A gospel-rooted musician. A love built to last.
Rhythm and Design: A Platinum Chocolate Romance is a powerful story of purpose, passion, and divine timing.

Claire Baldwin is used to building beauty from structure—dreaming in blueprints, raised among silver spoons and Ivy League expectations. Focused, brilliant, and untouchable, love was never part of the plan. Until one almost-mistake in her youth taught her the price of giving too much to someone who offered too little.

Oliver Jamison Graham, the son of a revered pastor, walked away from the pulpit and into the chaos of the music industry. Between neon stages and lonely hotel rooms, he searched for something sacred—something real. Music filled his nights, but his faith kept whispering him home.

When Claire and Oliver’s paths collide again, it isn’t just chemistry—it’s destiny. But building a life together means facing the unspoken: the pasts they’ve tucked away, the faith they’re still figuring out, and the families who’ve prayed them into purpose.

Together, they’ll navigate ambition, intimacy, trust, and spiritual alignment in a romance steeped in grace, humor, and honest love. Can two people from different rhythms create a design strong enough to stand?

If you love later-in-life second chances, clean-but-steamy romance, emotional depth, and characters who wrestle with faith as fiercely as they fall in love—Rhythm and Design will leave you breathless and blessed.

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EXCERPT

Claire adjusted the delicate strap of her silver gown, her fingers brushing the smooth satin as laughter and music drifted through the warm summer air. The garden shimmered beneath strands of soft white lights, each glow reflecting off crystal glasses and polished silver like tiny promises suspended in time.

Tonight was meant to be simple — a celebration, a farewell, a graceful closing of one chapter before she stepped into the life she had so carefully designed.

But life, she was learning, rarely followed clean lines.

She felt it before she saw him — a subtle shift in the atmosphere, like the hush that falls just before the first note of a song.

Oliver Graham stood near the stage, tall and steady, dressed in black that seemed to absorb the light around him. He carried himself with an ease that wasn’t practiced, just lived — the quiet confidence of a man who had known both applause and solitude, who understood the weight of purpose even in celebration.

Claire’s breath caught, surprising her.

It had been years, yet something about him felt familiar, like a melody she’d heard long ago but never fully released.

As if sensing her gaze, Oliver turned. Their eyes met across the veranda, and the world seemed to narrow to that single moment — music fading, conversations dissolving into a distant hum.

He didn’t smile right away. He simply looked at her, as though taking in the woman she had become, measuring something deeper than appearance.

Then came the slow curve of a knowing smile.

Heat crept up Claire’s neck, and she looked away, steadying herself with a sip of champagne that suddenly felt warmer than it should.

Moments later, his voice — smooth and rich — settled beside her like velvet.

“You’ve grown into everything they said you would,” he said softly. “Your parents couldn’t stop talking about you. Yale. Full scholarship. Future architect of the century.”

Claire laughed lightly, surprised by the warmth in his tone. “They said all that?”

“They should’ve said more,” he replied. “Yale’s lucky to have you.”

Something in her chest softened — a quiet recognition she hadn’t expected, like a door opening somewhere deep within her carefully guarded heart.

The music shifted, laughter swelling around them, but Claire felt as though she were standing inside a pocket of stillness.

“And you?” she asked. “Still changing the world one song at a time?”

Oliver smiled, a hint of humility softening his features. “Trying to. Mostly just trying to stay honest.”

Honest. The word lingered between them like a promise neither had spoken aloud.

When Oliver later stepped onto the stage, the crowd quieted instinctively, drawn to the calm gravity he carried. He adjusted the microphone, glanced toward Claire, and said, “I wrote this for tonight. It’s called Beyond the Horizon.”

The first notes drifted into the night like a prayer — tender guitar, soft percussion, a melody that seemed to breathe with its own quiet life.

Claire stood still as the lyrics wrapped around her, each word reflecting pieces of her journey — the late nights bent over drafting tables, the silent prayers whispered into the dark when doubt tried to settle in, the relentless pull toward something greater than comfort.

The road is wide, but your steps are sure, drawn to purpose, built to endure…

Her fingers tightened slightly around her glass as emotion rose unexpectedly, catching in her throat. She had spent so many years building strength, focusing forward, refusing distraction — yet here she was, undone by a song that seemed to see her more clearly than she saw herself.

Oliver’s voice carried warmth and depth, every note grounded in sincerity. When their eyes met mid-song, something unspoken passed between them — not a spark, but a steady flame, quiet and certain.

By the final note, silence lingered for a breath before applause rose like a wave across the garden. Claire barely heard it. Her hand rested lightly against her chest, as if holding something fragile and new.

Later, when the music shifted into a softer groove and guests drifted toward the dance floor, Oliver found her again near the edge of the veranda.

“You okay?” he asked gently.

Claire nodded, a small smile touching her lips. “I am now.”

They stood close, not touching, yet aware of each other in a way that felt both new and strangely familiar.

“I’m heading to New Haven tomorrow,” she said quietly. “Three weeks early. I want time to settle in… start fresh.”

Oliver’s expression softened, admiration flickering in his eyes. “That sounds exactly like you. Always building the next chapter before anyone else even sees the blueprint.”

She laughed softly. “You expected anything less?”

“Not a chance,” he said. “You’re building your future with intention. That’s rare.”

The music swelled around them, couples swaying beneath the lights, laughter rising into the warm night air.

For a moment, neither spoke. The silence wasn’t awkward — it felt full, like a pause meant to be savored.

“Don’t disappear on me,” Oliver said finally, a hint of playfulness in his tone.

Claire raised an eyebrow. “I’m going to Yale, not Mars.”

He laughed, then handed her his phone. “Still. Just in case I feel like sending musical inspiration.”

She entered her number, her fingers brushing his briefly, a small spark of awareness passing between them.

As he stepped back into the crowd, Claire watched him go, the night humming with possibility.

For the first time since she began mapping out her future, she allowed herself to consider that maybe life wasn’t only about structure and certainty.

Maybe it was also about rhythm.

About unexpected harmonies.

About moments that couldn’t be planned — only felt.

And as she looked up at the stars scattered across the velvet sky, Claire felt something shift quietly inside her.

The future she was building suddenly felt wider.

Not just a design.

But a song.


Author Bio:

LongTemple is a contemporary Black romance author and visual storyteller whose work is rooted in emotional truth, spiritual reflection, and the resilience of love shaped by lived experience. Her stories explore pain, struggle, faith, healing, and the quiet triumph of choosing connection again—especially later in life, when love carries history and meaning.

Born and raised on New York City’s vibrant Lower East Side, LongTemple writes with a voice shaped by culture, memory, and survival. Her storytelling carries a musical cadence—sometimes aching, sometimes soaring—always grounded in honesty and soul. She centers grown, layered characters who confront grief, betrayal, forgiveness, and hope, and who discover that love, when chosen with intention, can still be transformative.

She is the creator of the Platinum Chocolate Romance Universe, a body of interconnected contemporary romance and women’s fiction that celebrates mature Black love and second chances. Each novel is paired with a companion adult-themed line art coloring book, offering readers a reflective, immersive experience that extends the story beyond the page and invites creative engagement alongside emotional connection.

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