Blog Tour + #Giveaway: A Midsummer Night's Kiss @st_reid @LilyMaxton @NicolaMDavidson @abroadfield @HotTreePromos

A Midsummer Night's Kiss: Four wonderful, scandalous, and emotionally-charged Regency Romances!

 Title: A Midsummer Night's Kiss

Genre: Historical Romance

Release Date: June 29th 2015

Cover Designer: AuthorsDesigns

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THE MARQUESS AND I
Stacy Reid

Lady Willow Arlington, hauntingly lovely, is also blind and known by the ton as the dowry-less daughter. Alasdair Morley, the Marquess of Westcliffe, is in need of an heiress, but Lady Willow should be the last person he craves after she was persuaded to reject his offer of marriage when he was a mere third son. Passion reignites between them, and he makes an enticing offer she cannot resist, drawing them into a dance of lust and love despite the misgivings in his heart.

MIDNIGHT WISH
Lily Maxton

Heiress Jane Cartwright wants a suitor who likes her instead of her dowry. Her parents want a titled son-in-law. When a stranger falls out of a tree and lands at her feet at the Midsummer Ball, she's intrigued with this charmingly awkward, science-minded man. She thinks her deepest wish has been answered when she finds out he's titled. But Jane learns that wishes can be fickle, and her whirlwind romance might just be too good to be true...

ONCE UPON A PROMISE
Nicola Davidson

Long abandoned by her aristocratic soldier husband, Emma Montclair craves a formal separation. To forget the man who pulled her into his glittering, stifling world, introduced

her to sizzling passion, then broke her heart. 

Home at last, Major Caleb Montclair offers the wife he never stopped loving a counter-bargain: Grant him the six weeks until Midsummer Night to win her back. But even as old

tenderness rekindles, lost time and shocking secrets threaten their second chance...

AND THEN THE MOON
Ally Broadfield

After unexpectedly inheriting a viscountcy, Duncan Newfield must join society. He seems to be the only one not enjoying the Midsummer Night's Ball - until he discovers Lady Madalene Parish hiding in the garden. Her father, Lord Gilmanton, has ordered her to accept a marriage proposal, any marriage proposal, by the end of the season. A bargain is struck and they enter into a fake engagement, but once they realize they might be perfect for one another, unexpected complications arise that may prevent them from having a future together.

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Blog Tour: Tea and Madness By C. Streetlights @CStreetlights @GHBTours #Giveaway

Tea and Madness

By- C. Streetlights

Genre- Women's Fiction/Poetry/Memoir

Publication Date- June 29th, 2015

Published By- Booktrope Publishing

"And when it falls into silence again the void it echoes fills me with wonder. Wonder only because I no longer remember if this small entity isn't real or if it whispers the truth."

-Moonlight

C. Streetlight's memoir, Tea & Madness, is a collection of prose and poetry separated into the seasons of her life. Each season is inspired by her experiences: grieving a lost baby, understanding depression, anger, betrayal, surviving rape and the acceptance that she cannot forgive. Balanced somehow within the darkness is the wonder in motherhood and empathetic relationships. As her seasons change, she continues trying to find the balance of existing between normalcy and madness.

  

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What being an author means to you

I taught English for many years in what I sometimes refer to as my "previous life". I taught writing to 6th graders who were one part children and five parts hormonal whirlwinds. I taught writing to 11th graders who were in a lockdown facility who honestly could not care less about roads diverging in yellow woods unless one of them led the hell out of lockdown and turned a corner past where they came from. And I taught writing at the university level to those who should have taken the class as freshmen but who usually put it off for a variety of reasons.
I have spent a lot of years teaching writing, in turns, as a chore, a test, an exercise, a hurdle, a standard, an art, and a craft -- and I have loved every moment. The multidimensionality of writing thrills me and I loved teaching the beauty and rhythm in words coming alive.
But being a writer, however, is different.

Where I taught writing as a skill, like a gunslinger mastering a revolver in different shootouts, I have learned that being a writer is taming the beast.
There is a certain responsibility in taming a beast, an obligation to not only the public at large that the beast might threaten but to the beast itself. Like the words that live and move inside me, so does the beast. It breathes; it feels; it snarls with palpitating emotion. My words desire most to be heard and be given a voice, and if they must be tamed in order to reach people than that sacrifice is acceptable to me. But not if it means they must be broken.
Being an author, to me, means to never allow my voice be broken. Again.
It happened once before, long ago, when I was just 19 years old. My voice broke so subtly I didn't even recognize it was happening with the first "No!" I shouted.
Authors have a responsibility to the beasts inside themselves, to allow these creatures room to pace and prowl, to roam the night of their hearts. To tame them, give them safe harbor to howl their hurts and then to speak. We speak for what we have tamed, give them voice, and bring them light.

About the Author-

She has met many fools, but admires Don Quixote most because he taught her that it didn't matter that the dragon turned out to be a windmill. What mattered was that he chose to fight the dragon in the first place.

Streetlights now lives in the mountains with a husband, two miracle children, and a dog who eats Kleenex. She retired from teaching so she can raise her children to pick up their underwear from the bathroom floor, to write, and to slay windmills and dragons. She is happy to report that she can finally see the stars.

You can follow C. Streetlights on Twitter @cstreetlights, and on Facebook, Instagram and Pinterest at C. Streetlights

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Release Day Blitz: The Secret of Strange Waters (The Light Keeper Series # 2) By Kelly Hall @authorkellyhall @GHBTours

The Secret of Strange Waters

The Light Keeper Series # 2

By- Kelly Hall

Genre- YA Paranormal

Unfortunately for Lily Jordan, being a Light Keeper doesn't come with an instruction manual, but neither does being sixteen. While learning to use her powers, she's confronted with unforeseen obstacles and forced to break her own rules in order to save her circle of friends.

With her mom's wedding on the horizon, will misinterpreted visions create new enemies who could threaten Lily's exposure? Will death and heartache ruin the big day? For Lily, the answers only lead to impossible decisions. Does she embrace her powers or abandon them for false normalcy?

Kelly Hall's second book, The Secret of Strange Waters, proves paranormal powers aren't always a blessing.

 

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Blog Tour: My Wounded Soldier by Diane Munier @dianemunier @StarAnge13 #Giveaway

My Wounded Soldier
Book 2 : Fight for Love
by Diane Munier
Publication Date: August 7, 2015
Genre: Historical Western Romance
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Synopsis

Tom Tanner has taken on a family. He lived through the war, but becoming a lover and pa to two small children may be the role that breaks him. This is the story of a man's slow rise from black sheep to patriarch. 1866 is a time of learning to carry on in the aftermath of civil war. Tom is ready to heal, ready to take over Addie's farm and make it a grand place. He has money from reupping in the war and reward money for bringing a few notorious outlaws. Can Addie's love help him settle and become an outstanding man like his pa? It's the only fight worth making-- a fight for love

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She told me of her mother then.  Greta.  She took in washing. And brought men home. And my wife, a slight girl scrubbing on the board.  That's what I felt in her hands.  So sweetly shaped, so brined to the work.  A lady almost, but not in her marrow.  There, the laundry girl, the dirty laundry girl.  And the men.  Her learning to stand, given a knife by the neighbor woman. "Protect yourself," the woman said. "No one else will." And so she did, too young, too scared, too soon.  

Like Johnny.  He got took to the dark and it stabbed the tender in him and the dark came in.

I sat up and held her to me, stroking her hair while she told me.  I felt so many things with her, the fear, yes, the joy, yes.  The old wounds, yes.  The new wonder of it, yes.  The mother, and back more.  The girl, yes.  The little broken one, yes.  No man to ever rise up, and if he did, she met him with just herself and her brave eyes.  

"Lass," I said, but only once.  I did not wish to let the pump run dry, for her words gifted me an understanding I had lacked.

I would be the pa to her sometimes.  I knew that now.  She wouldn't want it much, but sometimes she would, almost like Johnny, me going back in her, me angry for her, saying what she knew and didn't get a chance to rail about.  Letting her know I was here now.  I was here.

It was a part of it for us.  There was this little one in there still holding that knife, sometimes at me, yes that's what I saw.  That knife she used and left in a man who tried to take her in an alley. That's when she met him-her husband. She went in his store after the attack. He was kind. But God…he was weak. 

But that's how he got in.  He wiped her face, but he was no hero.  She made him feel, and then he couldn't find it in himself to love her.  She was something he hadn't seen…too alive…too much of everything.

"I am not him," I told her, and oh I was not.  The dark had its hands around my throat time and time, but it did not finish me.  I was just a man, but I stood tall.  Like it or don't, I did the hard thing.

"I am Tom Tanner, your man," I said, "the good of him, the ugly, too.  But I am not Richard Varn.  I have my own sins, but I do not carry the sins of another.  Nor will I," I said, not sure what I meant by this speech, but I said it with force.

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My Wounded Soldier
Book 1 : Fight For Glory
by Diane Munier
Publication Date: July 4, 2015
Genre: Historical Western Romance

Synopsis

Wounded Soldier, Book One: Fight for Glory, is my newest offering on Amazon. This is the saga of Tom Tanner and his reluctant love for Addie Varner. After he mustered out of the Twenty-Seventh, Tom never expected to follow the boys home to Illinois. Having failed to protect his older brother Garrett, Tom planned to take his wounds out west where a man could get lost under the endless sky. But his father prevailed on him to come home and comfort his grieving mother. Tom had nearly filled his obligation when the neighbor boy came running and calling his name as he worked in the field. Johnny was the boy that looked like his mother, Mrs. Varn. Tom had seen the woman at meeting. She rattled him some for he'd not had a woman, just that one time and he'd been liquored up and taking a dare and were he to have one, she was not hardship to look at. But Johnny was calling for him. Tom knew the sounds of war. The country was rife with veterans, some looking for trouble instead of home. What Tom finds at the Varner's farm offers him a new kind of battle, a new kind of glory trail. I have been writing this story for fifteen years. In its various forms it has garnered attention in literary contests and with a number of writerly folks. But stuck in 'bridesmaid,' mode it has never really walked the aisle. Until now. I hope you give it a spin and maybe fall in love. 

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Meet Diane Munier

Living comfortably in the heart of America with the people I love. I live an extroverted life, but I'm a genuine introvert. An urban kid, I spent much of my youth running in various neighborhood establishments. There I met many colorful characters and I learned to love them and be fascinated by them. My love of story comes from them. I learned to sit on a bar stool or a kitchen chair or in a pew and hear story. Hear the voices telling story. See the mouths move and the hands clutching glasses or cigarettes. See and hear the laughter. There is no greater honor than to hear someone's story. If you feel that way about the tales I tell...what more could I ask.

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Book Blitz: Superstition by Lucy Fenton @lfen @NereydaG1003 #YABOUNDBOOKTOURS #Giveaway

Superstition

by Lucy Fenton 

Release Date: 08/03/15

Summary from Goodreads:

What happens when your childhood nightmares of being bitten by strange creatures in a dark wood aren't just dreams?

Sixteen-year-old Arden St. John's life takes a strange turn when she finds an unusual animal injured near her new house on the south east coast of Australia. When she takes it to the local vet, a terrible truth is inadvertently exposed to her. 

She discovers a secret underworld, where witches are commonplace and trolls masquerade as queen bees, terrorising the other students with impunity. A world where vampires traffic in the lives of children, draining their bodies once they reach maturity. Where adults auction their own children to extend their lives.

Arden finds out she's one of those kids, her life traded by the mother she never knew. Now she's caught up in this ancient and corrupt economy operating just below the surface of modern society. She's a hot commodity, and it's only a matter of time before the vampire who bought her comes to claim his prize. 

But Arden's not going down without a fight.

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The further into the bush she went, the more anxious Arden felt. If something happened to me, how long would it be before Dad noticed? I could be dead for days before someone found me, Arden thought, unhappily. The compulsion to turn around and seek out others grew stronger and her footsteps slowed.

And then through the trees, she saw something. Curiosity overcoming her disquiet, at first she thought it was a rocky outcrop and moved towards it, trying to see what was veiled by the leaves of the trees. The flash of sunlight whitened out her vision as she stepped out of the shade into the clearing. Blinded, she waited for her eyes to adjust. Squinting, the blurred shapes gradually resolved into the ruins of a stone building. The roof was gone and the walls stuck up like the blunt teeth of a fallen giant. Arden walked around what had once been a large structure that had been left to crumble back into the earth. It was built on a headland, the view of the ocean clear on the far side. A lone gum tree clung to the edge of the cliff, roots visible where the earth had crumbled away. Dead, its bare branches stood out starkly white against the dark clouds forming over the ocean. There was a storm coming in, but it was still a way out to sea. Catching sight of a marking on the stone, she moved towards it to examine it more closely. It was weathered almost flat, but tracing the rough gritty surface with her finger, she made out the distinctive shape of a convict arrow.

Amazed, she walked in through a doorway, trying to work out what type of building it had been. There had been a large central room with many tiny rooms opening from it. They were small, storerooms perhaps? Exploring deeper into the ruins, there was a room that had been more protected at the rear and the purpose became apparent. The stubbed remains of bars were still embedded in the stone in one section and in the corner of the room were cross hatched markings on the walls, counting off the days. She was standing in a convict gaol. 

About the Author
L. C. Fenton lives in Sydney, Australia with her husband and two children. In addition to her cake- making business, she works as a freelance copywriter and pens occasional articles for various online magazines.

Not being one of those people who had a burning desire to be anything in particular, L. C. worked her way alphabetically backwards through the available degrees at Sydney University. Surprisingly, given the amount of fun she had at school, L.C. finally managed to graduate with a completely unemployable degree in Philosophy. A Law degree soon followed, however, simply to make it possible for some organization to hire her.

After ten soul-destroying years wandering aimlessly in the corporate wilderness, L. C. threw it all in and reassessed. Deciding to bring the "one day I will write a book" idea to the present, she started and hasn't stopped. As a huge fan of the romance genre, she writes the kinds of books that she enjoys to read.

In her spare time, L. C. Fenton...actually she has no spare time. She sleeps or reads copious amounts of romance novels instead of sleeping.

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