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Book Blitz: DEEP BLUE ETERNITY by Natasha Boyd @lovefrmlowcntry @DarkWorldBooks #Giveaway
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DEEP BLUE ETERNITY
by Natasha Boyd
NA Contemporary Romance
Published by Eternal Romance on March 26th, 2015
Blurb:
Livvy is on the run. And she’s
escaped to the one place nobody will ever find her.
But the isolated cottage isn’t
empty. Her refuge is home to a troubled stranger, Tom, there for reasons of his
own.
In the intimacy of the
abandoned cottage, and the remote wilderness of the island, the electrifying
connection between them is impossible to ignore. Both running from their
histories and shielding dark secrets, their pasts catch up with them and
collide in an unimaginable way.
Deep emotions and powerful
chemistry face a painful battle with the tangle of lies, and scars of the past.
When the truth emerges, hearts will be shattered.
Praise for Deep Blue Eternity:
“A captivating,
heart-wrenching, beautifully written story about those who scar us and those
who help us heal. I could not put it down and am still thinking about it!” —Mia Sheridan, New York Times Bestselling
author of Archer’s Voice
“Boyd skillfully navigates the
scorching physical desire and personal insecurities of her protagonists,
crafting a relationship that is tense, torrid and sure to keep the pages
turning.” —RT Book Reviews
“Fans of the Sea of Tranquility
or Mia Sheridan will absolutely love this story.” —MissIngrid’s Reviews
“I can’t recall ever reading a
novel that made me laugh, smile, cry… just, feel as much as this one did.” —Books over Bros Reviews
EXCERPT:
“Please,” I added,
realizing I needed him on my side, and unable to avoid the hint of desperation
in my tone. I mentally cringed. “Please don’t tell anyone I’m here.”
He assessed me,
leaning back, one arm slung along the empty chair back next to him and his eyes
narrowed. There was a gemstone that exact color. What was it called?
I frantically
thought of a way to explain what I was doing here. And I wished I could see
something else in his expression through the facial hair.
“Fine,” he said
finally, with a stiff nod.
“Fine?”
“Yes, fine.”
“What are you hiding from?” I asked suddenly, not
sure where the question came from.
I almost missed the
flicker of shock in his gaze, before he shrugged nonchalantly. “And we won’t
ask each other questions.”
“Okay,” I agreed,
with abundant relief, despite the weirdness of our situation.
Well, well, well.
Wasn’t that an interesting puzzle? Why would a guy who was obviously well-spoken
and educated, from what I could tell, take on the lonely job of looking after
an isolated cottage in the middle of nowhere?
The silence was
extremely uncomfortable as we both regrouped.
Eventually he
sighed. “You look better without all the black shit all over your face.”
Obviously, he was
referring to the black eyeliner and lipstick I’d taken to wearing. It matched
my nails, my usual clothes and my mood. And it hid me. People’s eyes glided
away from me when I started dressing like that, so I kept it up. It made things
easier for me out in the world. All I had to do was also block out the whispers
in the hallways of my preppy school. It had the added benefit that my parents
hated it.
“Well, you’d
probably look better without that hairy shit all over your face.” I bit my lip as soon as the words were uttered.
Seriously,
sometimes I had no filter.
There was movement
in his beard.
Was he actually
going to smile? His caramel eyes crinkled up and suddenly his beard split open
in a wide smile filled with perfect white teeth, and a snort of laughter came
out. He was almost beautiful, not that I was into older guys. I didn’t know
where to look, but his wheeze of laughter was infectious and I found myself
fighting my own smile.
Then he took a deep
breath. “I … I was in love with your sister. That’s how you know me,” he said.
The words were out
there so suddenly, and he looked so shocked that he’d uttered them, that
neither of us spoke for interminable minutes.
No questions.
Abruptly, he got
up, scraping the chair across the old wooden floor, and walked to the front
door. He paused a moment, his shoulders rigid, then yanked the door and smacked
the screen open. In a moment, he was gone, both doors slamming shut behind him,
leaving a vast emptiness in his wake.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Natasha Boyd is an
internationally bestselling and award-winning author with a background in
marketing and public relations. Her
debut novel Eversea was a finalist in the 2013 Winter Rose Contest for
Contemporary Romance and won the 2014 Digital Book Award for Adult Fiction. She
is a member of Romance Writers of America, Georgia Romance Writers and Island
Writer’s Network in coastal South Carolina where she has been a featured
speaker on book marketing. She holds a Bachelor of Science in Psychology and lives
with her husband, two sons and the cast of characters in her head.
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Book Tour & Blitz: Grit of Berth and Stone by Lisa Dunn @scouterwife @anaiahpress @NereydaG1003 #YABOUNDBOOKTOURS #Giveaway
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Grit of Berth and Stone
by Lisa Dunn
Release Date: 03/17/15
Anaiah Press
256 pages
Summary from Goodreads:
Banished for a foolish mistake, sixteen-year-old Grit of Berth and Stone scorns the loss of her home, her honor, and her only ally. Only the weak worry about such things.
But war is brewing all across Chasmaria, and as a group of rebels pull Grit into their ranks, she begins to question what strength, courage, and honor really look like. When faced with a horrible truth about herself, Grit must either fight her way back to Thresh or live with the blood of the innocent on her hands.
But war is brewing all across Chasmaria, and as a group of rebels pull Grit into their ranks, she begins to question what strength, courage, and honor really look like. When faced with a horrible truth about herself, Grit must either fight her way back to Thresh or live with the blood of the innocent on her hands.
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One
bright, moonlit night, dreams of a golden-haired sireling disturbed Grit’s
slumber. He was chasing her to the sea. She dove into the water, but it was
warm, not cold.
She
woke in a sweat. Throwing aside her blanket, she walked into the clear air
outside the cave. She sat on a log before the fire, stoking the flames till
they rose and crackled in the quiet night. As she watched the dancing flames,
Grit forced her mind to empty of all her past experiences. She willed her
memories into the middle of the fire and imagined the flames consuming them,
one by one, until every last memory of Thresh wafted away in the fire’s
smoke. There went Turf and his taunting sneer, Dame Dara with her unjustified
disdain, Sage Brakken, Sires Pierce and Swot. Sire Stone struggled to remain in
her memory, circling her with an approving eye during her last training
session. Slate, Seal, Oath, Talon... All of them into the fire and gone. Grit
clenched her teeth and drew her dagger.
There
was Dame Berth, easing her dagger from its sheath and placing it in Grit’s
hands after her Twelfth Branding. “Use it honorably. This weapon wasn’t meant for spineless babes.”
Grit
twirled the dagger between her fingers and aimed for the fire. Her arm swung to
rid herself of Dame Berth, but at the last moment, her hand wrapped tightly
around the dagger. It’s my dagger, not
hers. I won’t throw away
what’s rightfully mine. She sheathed her
dagger and willed Dame Berth into the fire.
Yet
there were some memories that refused her attempts to cast them into the
flames, and no amount of screaming, “To Grit!” would compel them into the fire.
Coil would not abdicate his place in her memory, and all Grit’s
efforts to dethrone him served only to reinforce his position.
Coil
waited in the meetinghouse, among the throng gathered for her Sixth Branding.
He scowled over Dame Berth’s fence, telling
Grit she’d
planted the potatoes all wrong. He laughed on the training field, raising a
sword too large for his thirteen-year-old frame and daring her to nick him with
the dagger she’d
just inherited. He lingered in every corner of Thresh, challenging her to race
him to the Western Sea. And he was in the Western Sea, his jubilant face turned
toward the sun, his arms stretched out, his body unguarded.
“To
Grit! To Grit! To Grit!” Her throat burned from the refrain, but still Coil was
in her tree, his hands inches from her feet.
In
a rage, Grit threw her stick against a tree, dumped the contents of her pack,
and ran to the creek that passed near her cave. Her knuckles scraped against
the rocky creek bed as she pulled the pack through the water.
“To
Grit, to Grit, to Grit...” she muttered as she doused her fire.
Her
fingers bleeding, she crammed her blanket into the still dripping bag and
stomped into the moonlit night.
About the Author
As a child, Lisa Dunn fell asleep to her father's fanciful bedtime tales and played with her own story ideas during the daylight hours. She now resides in a small southern town with her husband, four children, and an ever-changing assortment of pets. Local librarians habitually thank her for their job security.
As a child, Lisa Dunn fell asleep to her father's fanciful bedtime tales and played with her own story ideas during the daylight hours. She now resides in a small southern town with her husband, four children, and an ever-changing assortment of pets. Local librarians habitually thank her for their job security.
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Cover Reveal: Claddagh & Chaos by Cayce Poponea @StarAnge13
Claddagh & Chaos
Shamrocks & Secrets Series #2
by Cayce Poponea
Publication Date: April 11, 2015
Cover Designer: Mayhem Cover Creations
Synopsis
Shamrocks left us with Patrick posing an intriguing question. What exactly happened during those twenty five years? We know that they got their happily ever after, but how did Patrick and Christi get there? Could love have a shelf life?Meet the Author
Cayce Poponea currently resides in Southern Georgia, with her three dogs and wonderful husband. A true romantic at heart, she writes the type of fiction that she loves to read. When she isn't setting behind her computer screen, creating yet another heart stopping, page turning novel. You can find her enjoying down time with her family.Book Blast: KAYLEN'S RISING by Yves Robichaud @yvesr72 @GoddessFish #Giveaway
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KAYLEN'S
RISING
by Yves
Robichaud
Published:
January 9th 2015
by Water's
Edge Publishing
BLURB:
Kaylen has been in the dark for
fourteen years – in every sense. His people are hunted, so they must struggle
to survive within underground caves. His community despises his family,
taunting him constantly. His parents keep him housebound, forbidding him from
wielding sword or wand.
When he is finally allowed to attend school, the harsh truth
reveals he has much to learn – including a unique magical ability. Kaylen can
summon and control skeletons!
With surface-dwellers threatening war, he will need every friend
he can make, and to stay true to himself if he is to survive what is to come.
Excerpt:
Chapter 21: A magician and a snowball
The magician continued to laugh—louder now—as he turned again
towards the large chunk of ice hurtling towards him. "What?" He
snarled defiantly at the party. "Already run out of your best tricks, and
reduced to throwing snowballs at me? And here I thought you were getting
interesting..."
He started waving his wand in a small circle, slowly at first
and then increasing in speed and size. As he did this, a green fire emanated
from his wand and grew until it matched the shape and form of the incoming ice
ball perfectly. "Oh, no!" he cried mockingly. "Here I am with
nothing but a little match to fight your big, bad snowball! However shall I
defend myself?"
As the ice ball began its downwards arc toward the human, he
started to twirl his staff, which began to glow with an electric purple
shimmer. Oraweth grimaced when she saw the purple glow, because she knew it meant
he was going to cast one of his more powerful attack spells: a magical bolt
that could slice through individual shields and had required all three elves to
focus on a combined shield with the help of the skeletons to block it. But this
combined shield took a lot of energy to create, and they were not certain they
had the strength left at this point to make one that was strong enough to
protect them.
AUTHOR Bio:
Yves Robichaud is originally from the small Acadian community of
Grand-Barachois, New Brunswick, Canada. He has studied Business Administration
and Information Technology, currently works for the federal government, and is
the proud father of one son: Jeremy. Inspired by a love of fantastical, magical
tales, Kaylen's Rising is Yves' first attempt to share this literary passion
with his son and the rest of the world.
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