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Monday, March 16, 2026

Book Tour + #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!


Interview with Gael Lynch

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?

I immersed myself in the lives of kids ages 10-12 for about twelve years, as a teacher of grades 5 & 6. I’d taught younger kids, but was working with Patricia Reilly Giff, my mentor, and she suggested the tween audience was the sweet spot for me and my writing. Living and working alongside my classroom kids, learning their challenges, their differences and their longings gave me all the fodder I needed for writing this book…along with that 10–12-year-old that still is alive and well inside me!

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

Two things, actually! The title—after years with this working title, upon nearing publication, I found Ivy’s Ever After…a fantasy I’d never seen before. Titles are not copywrited, so I knew I was okay. Also, I found Barbara O’Connor’s main character, Idalee! I’d checked names and histories and had a sensitivity reader to be sure I was assigning names that would not offend but be inclusive. My own name’s spelling is unusual (Irish), and it was a bit of a struggle at a younger age, so I wanted to be especially respectful.

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

You might consider me a bit of history…writing for littler kids at this point in my life! I am very careful to find and research what kids are most interested in, not ever trying to be trendy, but seriously…my first couple of drafts of my present novel didn’t refer to the internet or cell phones! I have to fact check myself and lean on my critique partners and a good editor to scope out anything that stands out as wrong.

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.

My writing, as a career, really began in a little place I call heaven--the back of a bookstore called The Dinosaur’s Paw in Fairfield, CT. Patricia Reilly Giff, a Newbury Award Winning Author held a small writing workshop on Sunday afternoons with about 25 writers…all talented in their own writing, but trained as gifted in the art of critique. Pat would read our work anonymously, and if she was reading your work, your job was to lay low and just take it in! The very first time she read my work, my heart pounded in my chest, and I broke out in a sweat. There’s a lot of silliness in my work, and at the sound of all of those writers responding with laugher to a funny line I’d written, just about made me break out in tears! I did keep my composure, but after class, Pat pulled me aside and told me how much she loved my work, my characters and my humor. It was in that moment, I knew…and she knew too, I was hooked!

Do you write in the same genre all the time?

Mostly. I write for ages 9-12, middle grade realistic fiction. I love those ages, they really are the wonder years, when all the outside influences fluster them and they have to figure things out. They’re awkward and silly, want to be more grown up than they are! I sometimes call my writing multi-generational. I always have a circle of supportive older neighbors and friends that create a counterbalance and let kids know that my main character is safe and cared for. I’ve written younger YA, for 12-14/15 year olds and love writing in that arena too. It is an experience in true world- building, one slip-up and if it doesn’t ring true, you’re done!

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

I have a rather unusual story, having had parents that died when I was young. I was raised by my 21-year-old brother and my two sisters 19 and 18. People tell me that is a story I should write. However, that story would fill way too many pages, I think! I’m not sure memoir is my thing.

I read a lot of mystery, and have often thought about dabbling in younger mysteries. Or what it would be like to add a touch of magic or mystical thinking to my stories. So, who knows?

I am hooked on kid lit, always have been. It would probably still be in that age group, for sure.

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

I love writing the mean ones! The villains are a fave. In Ivy Leigh, for example, it’s the evil grandmother…she’s kind of Cruella-like. She wants to take Ivy’s dog away! And Viv, the mean teen sister! I had a sister who was amazingly snarky and talented and loved to embarrass me in front of her boyfriends. She’s gone now, unfortunately--I loved her to pieces—she’d hate that I made her so mean, she was always a bit of both—snarky and embarrassing, but super loving and inspirational. She left me with so much material for writing…and for laughing too!




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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Book Blitz: Five Unless by Angie Day @angiedayauthor @XpressoTours

Five Unless
Angie Day
(Legends & Shadows Saga, #4)
Publication date: March 24th 2026
Genres: Adult, Romance, Urban Fantasy

In this gripping finale, a clean romantasy where the last safe place falls under siege and love has to survive it all.

Welcome to the final round.

Mara and Kylan can’t be happy. Alec won’t let them. Hunting for energy is getting harder for every Legend. The Shadow mansion feels the hunger. Then Alec returns, not with threats but with force. He seizes the mansion, rips their home away, and everything Mara built with Kylan and their found family fractures instantly. He leaves her one challenge: find the safest place you can.

Driven into hiding, they reach for the one place that might be out of Alec’s reach. Secrets surface. Loyalties bend. Alec will not relent. Mara must decide who to fight and who to save when not everyone can survive.

Expect a fade to black fantasy romance in crisis, finale-level stakes, and a relentless villain in full command. This urban fantasy pushes found-family bonds to the breaking point and intensifies a slow-burn love that refuses to die. Dark, vivid, and built to leave you crying, breathless, and satisfied.

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“What he does isn’t your decision,” I hissed at Fiona. “If you’re looking for a fight, you don’t have to go after him.”
Kylan pulled his arms away when he felt me tense.
“Too bad Thayer banned you from playing,” Fiona said, sizing me up and her eyes lingering on my gloves.
I smiled and cracked my knuckles. “You think I answer to Thayer?”
“Mara, don’t,” Derek said.
“Why not?” I asked, pulling off my gloves and settling into a low stance. “I’m feeling a little hungry.”
Fiona’s face paled slightly, even if she tried to hide it. She lowered her stance, ready to accept the challenge we both know she’d lose.
Kylan stepped in front of me and I didn’t budge. He caught my clothed arm, “Stand up.”
I shook off his hand and tried to step around him. He stopped me again with an arm blocking my path.
“If you really need to teach Fiona a lesson, take it outside. You have little eyes here,” Kylan whispered.
I looked around and caught Cassie holding Etta. Those little eyes watched me snarling at Fiona and ready to knock her out. I swallowed. I knew why Cassie didn’t like being here. I knew why she didn’t want her daughter turning into a Shadow.
Right now, I was everything Cassie feared for her little girl.
I stood and stepped back, slowly pulling my gloves back on.
Fiona relaxed, silently debating whether or not she wanted to taunt me more. Nikki would’ve. Most of the other Shadows would’ve if this was a year ago. But things were different now.
For better or worse.
I walked over to her and lifted my hand, now covered by my glove. She hesitated a second before she took it. I shook her hand and smiled, but pulled her closer.
“If you come after my brother like that again, I’ll cut an X on you so big you’ll need a full human to heal you,” I whispered. I tightened my grip. “Got it?”
She leaned back, already smiling. “I missed you.”
It felt a little twisted to grin back at her, but it was automatic. I dropped her hand and felt more at home here than I had in months.

Author Bio:

Angie Day found her love of writing while in college where she studied psychology and eventually went on to a master’s degree. She noticed the need for romantic and fantastic adult stories that were still wholesome and clean. So, she took matters into her own hands. LEGEND UNDONE is her debut novel. When she’s not devouring the next book, she is spending time outdoors with her husband.

To follow along with her journey, find her on Twitter or check out her website.

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Book Blitz: Lifecycle of Nations by Steve Jones @RABTBookTours



A New World Order and Maturity Model for Global Economies and Markets

 

Economics, Finance, Non-Fiction

Date Published: February 19, 2026

 

 


 In a world fractured by tariff wars, rising protectionism, and geopolitical rivalry, Steve Jones offers something different: a structured framework for understanding how economies truly evolve, and how nations can grow together rather than apart.

In Lifecycle of Nations, Jones introduces a five-stage Maturity Model for Economies and Markets, from nascent, resource-dependent nations to post-industrial, innovation-led consumer economies. Drawing on economic history, modern case studies, and the defining lessons of the 20th century, he argues that countries do not rise randomly. They progress through identifiable stages, each with distinct pressures, trade dynamics, and strategic responsibilities.

Readers will see how collaborative trade built prosperity after World War II, and how protectionism repeatedly undermines it. From Adam Smith and David Ricardo to the repeal of the Corn Laws, from the Smoot–Hawley Tariff to President Reagan’s warnings against trade wars, history provides unmistakable evidence: nations prosper most when they specialize, exchange, and respect comparative advantage.

Through case studies of China, the United States, Germany, India, Vietnam and others, Jones maps where countries sit today, and why the language of “reciprocal tariffs” must give way to a deeper understanding of “reciprocal needs.”

More than theory, this book serves as a diagnostic tool for policymakers, investors, business leaders, scholars, and engaged citizens seeking clarity in a fractured, multi-nodal global order.

The global economy functions best not when nations compete to win alone, but when they recognize that prosperity is shared.

Lifecycle of Nations is both a map and a mirror for the 21st century.


BONUS ~ Readers also receive access to a complimentary mini-book, Churchill’s Leadership Lessons from American Presidents, distilling five timeless principles Churchill drew from Washington, Lincoln, Theodore Roosevelt, Franklin D. Roosevelt and Truman — leadership insights that shaped Allied victory, built the post-war world order and remain urgently relevant today.



About the Author

 

 Steve Jones is an Economist, Entrepreneur, Historian, and International Analyst and Commentator on geopolitics, trade, and global governance. He is the business, marketing, and economic author of All to One – The Winning Model for Marketing in the Post-Internet Economy by McGraw Hill. Steve has advised governments, multinational institutions, and think tanks, and is known for his incisive, evidence-based critiques of the international system.

Following a successful blue-chip corporate career with British Airways, EDS, Avis, and Accenture, he founded a children’s sports education business, Sport4Kids. Inspired by the current global crises, rising trade wars, and his son’s fascination with economics, Churchill, FDR, and the rules-based world order, Steve began writing a new series of books exploring the origins of global governance and today’s geopolitical challenges.

The Churchill World Order Series looks at how world trade and the post-World War 2, multi-lateral, world order was created in response to the 20th Century world crisis and how it is challenged today. It also looks to take lessons from history to understand today’s challenges and how we can use concepts, philosophies and frameworks to address current leadership and global issues moving forward.

* Churchill’s Fascination with America and its Presidents Leading to a New Rules-Based World Order

* From the Atlantic Charter to Trump’s Tariffs Tsunami – A multimodal World and a Pacific Charter?

* The Lifecycle Of Nations – A Maturity Model for Global Economies and Markets

Future titles in production include:

* The Lifecycle of Intelligence: AI, Power, and the Future of Nations (How Applied History, Constitutional Principles, and a New AI Charter Can Shape a Fairer Technological World Order?)

* Churchill DNA to Trump DNA - The Man of the 20th Century and the Man of the 21st

* The 21st Century Multi-Nodal World – What’s Next?

Steve hopes that connecting the past with present-day challenges will provide fresh insight and potential solutions. His ideas include a re-imagined Atlantic Charter — a Pacific Charter between Trump and Xi — and a vision for a Neo Multi-Nodal World Order.

Beyond geopolitics, Steve is also a sports education innovator through Sport4Kids and the author of Fitness for Living. After years as a CEO launching world-class brands, a once-active sportsman had shifted into a sedentary lifestyle. His journey back to health and fitness forms the foundation of Fitness for Living. Today, Steve is passionate about building a community of adults who inspire each other to “fight the good fight” and grow younger together each year.


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Teaser: Knight by Marteeka Karland @marteekakarland @RABTBookTours @changelingpress




Kiss of Death MC, Book 12

A Bones MC Romance


MC Romance / Suspense / Age Gap

Date Published: March 20, 2026

Publisher: Changeling Press



I thought my past buried until I learned I have a critically ill daughter. Only I can save her life.

Knight -- I just found out I have a daughter. Brynn. Walking back into Lavender’s world forces me to face the woman I never stopped loving and the child I failed before I ever knew her. The system doesn’t care that I’ve changed, and powerful men are willing to sacrifice Brynn’s future for their own gain. I will not let that happen. I will give my little girl my kidney without hesitation, and I will fight anyone who stands in our way. Redemption is not guaranteed, but this time I’m staying.

Lavender -- For eleven years, it was just the two of us, me and my daughter. Now she needs a kidney transplant, and I’m forced to find the man who walked out on us. Rhys is no longer the man I loved. He’s harder, dangerous, and bound to a motorcycle club I don’t trust. I won’t forgive him, and I don’t want to need him. But when becomes collateral damage, Rhys proves he won’t walk away again. Letting him back into our lives could cost me everything, but losing him after this would cost even more.



Excerpt
Copyright ©2026 Marteeka Karland

Knight

A month ago, I had my life figured out. The people in Kiss of Death MC had become my brothers and sisters. They’d all had my back, in prison and out. The club represented the entirety of my loyalty. My life.

A month ago.

I’d been staring at this Goddamned email since I’d found it. I’d opened it. Read it. Then promptly vomited. I’d told Ada and she’d been excited, but the longer I thought about it, the more dread settled in the pit of my stomach.

As with most nights since I’d gotten the email, I sat staring at the screen. Just… reading the words over and over and trying to make sense of them. My eyes burned from the blue glow of the screen.

The hit came back as “close relative/first cousin.” Given the DNA Ada sent in was hers, I had very little doubt this child was my daughter.

Brynn Leahy. Brynn. The name Lavender and I had picked out right after her senior year of high school. Then later. The night I’d gotten arrested. She’d asked me about the name Brynn for a baby’s name. Looking back, after Ada had voiced her suspicions, Lavender might have been going to tell me then. We’d been interrupted by the feds, of course. Because I’d gotten greedy and stupid. Lavender had even given the child my last name instead of hers. I knew Lavender. We’d spent a good deal of our lives together. Practically grown up together, though I was six years older than she was.

She’d had a hopeless crush on me my junior year of high school. She’d been in the fifth grade. Even though I’d started out being amused by her, she’d quickly grown on me. I’d thought of her as an adored little sister. Right up until I’d come back from college after getting my masters in economics -- just in time for her to ask me to her senior prom.

I never even contemplated telling her no. Never occurred to me. Just got the day and time she wanted me to pick her up, rented a tux, bought her flowers, and showed up in a limo. No way she was getting anything but the best.

I’d swaggered to her door. I hadn’t been heavily muscled or anything, but I knew I was good looking. I also knew that bringing an older date to her prom would make her friends envious. Then she’d opened the fucking door…

And I literally fell to my knees on her front porch. I’d begged her to marry me on the spot. She’d thought I was playing a bit, being dramatic to make her smile. What she didn’t find out for two solid years was I’d been totally serious. We’d kept in touch while I’d been away at school, but I’d never seen her in anything other than jeans and a T-shirt. The slinky formal dress she’d donned had me wanting to keep her covered and at the same time show her off so everyone knew the goddess in the room belonged to me.

Memories sliced through my brain painfully. Lavender had been the one person in the world I wanted to protect with everything I had. Still did. Apparently, I’d fucked up twice. First when I decided I could make enough money to set us up for life sooner rather than later and got caught. Then when I’d basically told her to get lost and that I never wanted to see her again. And I wasn’t nice about it.

“Fuck,” I whispered to the empty room. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

I pushed back from the desk, the chair legs scraping against concrete. Cold sweat broke out across my forehead and ran down my spine. Brynn. Brynn existed. Brynn lived and breathed in this world. Brynn. My daughter.

The word felt foreign, impossible.

Outside, the compound hummed with night activity. Music thumped dully from the clubhouse. Engines roared as brothers returned from whatever jobs had kept them out past midnight. Normal sounds. My life since I’d gotten out of prison.

I dragged my hands down my face, feeling the rough scratch of stubble. How old would Brynn be now? Eleven? Christ. A whole person, a part of Lavender and me. And I’d missed every Goddamned second of her growing up. I’d basically left Lavender to fend for herself. She’d been a foster kid and on her own the second she’d turned eighteen. I hadn’t wanted her to have the life she’d already lost out on. I wanted her to have a better life. That didn’t include an ex-con for a husband. But I’d panicked. I hadn’t wanted any blowback to hit Lavender. Looking back, I could see how big a fucking coward I’d been.

I moved to the tiny window overlooking the compound. These men trusted me with their lives. Just like I trusted them. I’d carved a new life out for myself here. Become someone completely different. Lavender would never recognize me and I seriously doubt she’d like the man I’d become.

I returned to my desk, staring at the e-mail. The DNA service offered a messaging system. Assuming Brynn was Lavender’s Brynn and not some other random Brynn Leahy meant Lavender would have been the one to send in the sample. There could be no other reason for her to put our child’s DNA out there than for me to find her. Lavender knew the old me better than anyone. She’d have made things as easy for me as she could have if she’d wanted me to find her and our daughter.

Like I did every night, I hovered over the email button for a long while. What the fuck could I possibly say? “Sorry I didn’t know you existed?” “Sorry I pushed your mom away?” “Sorry I’m a felon who rides with an outlaw MC and has nothing to offer a kid?” Somehow, I doubted any of that would be adequate enough.

I wanted to close the email like I had every day since I’d received it. Instead, I sighed and hit the message button through the service to reach out to Lavender. Whatever she wanted, whatever had prompted this search, I needed to know. Even if it destroyed the life I’d built.

But, Goddamnit. No one in my life -- no matter how much they meant to me -- was more important than Lavender. And Brynn. Even if I hadn’t known she existed.

I spent the next three hours trying to write a Goddamn email. Me, Knight, resident finance genius and master hacker, sat paralyzed by a blinking cursor. My first attempt read like a police report. Second one turned into a fucking apology letter. Third one just said “What do you want from me?” but nothing felt right.

“Fuck this,” I muttered, shoving away from the desk. My chair hit the wall with a dull thud. I grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniel’s from the counter, bypassed a glass, and took a burning swallow straight from the neck. The whiskey did nothing to ease the tightness in my chest or quiet the circus in my head.

I took another pull from the bottle and set it down hard on the desk. The few personal items I kept shifted from the impact. A photo frame wobbled and nearly fell. The only picture I had from before. Me at eighteen, arms wrapped around Lavender from behind, both of us laughing at something forgotten. I kept it to remind myself of everything I’d lost through my own stupidity.

I didn’t straighten it. Instead, I started typing, addressing Lavender directly even though the account had Brynn’s name.

Lavender. Why are you looking for me?

I hovered the mouse over the send button. This message opened a door I’d spent a decade making sure stayed locked. Once I clicked, there’d be no going back. Whatever Lavender wanted, whatever had driven her to find me, I’d have to face it. I’d have to face her.

The compound below had quieted, most brothers either passed out or gone home to their Old Ladies. In the new silence, the click of my mouse seemed unnaturally loud as I hit send.

I leaned back in my chair, a strange calm settling over me. The waiting would be the hardest part. Whatever came next, I’d deal with it the same way I dealt with everything -- head-on, no bullshit, no apologies.

If Lavender needed something from me, she’d have to take me as I am now. Not the Rhys she remembered, but Knight. The harder, colder, more dangerous boy she’d once loved.

I turned off my monitors, plunging the room into darkness. Tomorrow would bring whatever it brought.

And for the first time in eleven years, that included a daughter I never knew I had.

 

About the Author

Marteeka Karland is an international bestselling author who leads a double life as an erotic romance author by evening and a semi-domesticated housewife by day. Known for her down and dirty MC romances, Marteeka takes pleasure in spinning tales of tenacious, protective heroes and spirited, vulnerable heroines. She staunchly advocates that every character deserves a blissful ending, even, sometimes, the villains in her narratives. Her writings are speckled with intense, raw elements resulting in page-turning delight entwined with seductive escapades leading up to gratifying conclusions that elicit a sigh from her readers.

Away from the pen, Marteeka finds joy in baking and supporting her husband with their gardening activities. The late summer season is set aside for preserving the delightful harvest that springs from their combined efforts (which is mostly his efforts, but you can count it). To stay updated with Marteeka's latest adventures and forthcoming books, make sure to visit her website. Don't forget to register for her newsletter which will pepper you with a potpourri of Teeka's beloved recipes, book suggestions, autograph events, and a plethora of interesting tidbits.

 

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