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Tuesday, 31 October 2017
Thursday, 27 July 2017
In This Breeze By Kathleen Maree - Cover Reveal
In
This Breeze
Lakeshore
University #1
By
Kathleen Maree
Genre:
NA Romance
Release Date: August 24, 2017
A
nerd. A quiet art student. A nobody.
Or
perhaps, just some girl.
These
are the non-spoken titles I was known as since I started at Lake
Shore Uni almost two years ago now. When given the chance to leave my
horrific childhood behind - I didn’t hesitate. In fact, I was
ecstatic to have the door hit me on the ass on my way out of town;
because the only two things I actually loved in my traumatic life…
Were
coming with me.
And
whilst the three of us shared the same beat-up truck when we moved
here – that’s where the similarities unfortunately end.
Ethan
‘The Mule’ Jones, is kind of a super star on campus. Everywhere
he goes he seems to draw attention. I guess that’s what happens
when you’re headlining papers as the star basketballer for the LS
Eagles. But to me, he’s just Eth. A boy who still spends his Friday
nights snuggled up watching movies with me, and who walks me to
classes just to make sure I get there okay. He is my best friend in
every way, and I can’t imagine my life without him in it.
And
then there’s Jase.
The
truth is I knew from the moment I met Jase at the local skate park,
when he was smoking a cigarette and teasing Eth for his poor skating
ability, of how fiercely protective he was about those he cared for.
From the time he blew his warm breath over my injured knee, to when
he thankfully intervened on the most horrific day of my life. A day,
that still haunts me when I am alone in the dark.
He
saved me.
But
Jase has his own demons too. Even if he doesn’t go looking for it,
trouble always seems to find him. Which is why he has been absent
from our lives for the past two years.
Sometimes
I wonder what he’s doing.
Quite
often I worry if he’s okay.
And
I always, always, think about him.
Even
though I shouldn’t.
From
the earliest age I was a born storyteller.
Ask
my parents and they will tell you I had a gift for making a simple
event seem like an elaborate one. Purposely? No. Innocently? Yes. It
was my imaginary world that initially led me to believe I wanted to
be an actor. All of that role playing and living in fantasy... it was
an obvious direction for me. However, becoming quite uncomfortable
with the limelight quickly saw that dream diminish.
Over
the years I turned my world of fantasy into stories, and eventually
began writing them down. Before I knew it, 'Cut' had been completed.
When
I am not busy writing my next story, I am a working mum, housewife
and sometimes hockey wag :) In other words, probably some kind of
circus act who specialises in juggling ;)
I
hope you enjoy my blog, where I will be posting thoughts, other books
I am currently reading and even sneak peeks of my novels. I encourage
any feedback, comments or direct messages via my contact page should
anyone wish to get in touch.
I
am so thrilled to be sharing my journey and hope you enjoy my stories
as much as I enjoy writing them.
Dream
often. Believe always.
Wednesday, 28 June 2017
Thursday, 15 June 2017
Isle of Savages by T. Briar - Book Tour + #Giveaway
Isle of Savages
T. Briar
Genre: New Adult Action Suspense Thriller
Publisher: MuseItUp Publishing
Date of Publication: June 13, 2017
eBook ISBN: 978-1-77127-926-0
ASIN: B07195LTB8
Number of pages: 220
Word Count: 59,400 words
Cover Artist: Eerilyfair Design
Tagline: Eleven souls are shipwrecked on an island teeming with sub-human cannibals. Who will survive to tell the tale?
Book Description:
On July 20, 20— a charter school’s sponsored sail from San Diego to Hawaii hits a reef during a violent storm. Sixteen souls abandon ship. Nine students, along with the hated captain and first mate, wash up on what they believe is a deserted island.
Separated into three groups by circumstance and mutual distrust, treachery and death lurks for all. Over the course of a single day, one student betrays all the others. Another drowns. Two others get ambushed by a great white shark. And, like falling dominoes, the captain, first mate, and six students fall prey to a tribe of bloodthirsty cannibals.
In the face of almost certain death, who will escape from the isle of savages to tell the tale?
Excerpt:
Date: July 20, 20—
General Location: Pacific Ocean
Definitive Longitude and Latitude: Unknown
Through strangled, sputtering coughs, Eric Kovac’s eyelids flickered open to stark darkness. He lay face down in receding wave-wash, naked except for a pair of board shorts, drenched to the bone. A tortuous grittiness seared the tender linings of his mouth, nose, and throat; pain wracked his body, inside and out. As he struggled to make sense of his peril, the sound of crashing waves thundered. A sudden rush of warm saltwater buried him underwater.
Choking and coughing violently, he forced himself up onto his hands and knees, stomach clenching in excruciating spasms as he vomited up great bouts of saltwater. Although the purging left him weak—on the verge of blacking out—it cleared the irritating sand from his breathing passages. Survival instinct, more than cognizant reasoning, sent him crawling up the shoreline. After only a few feet, his battered body could go no further and he collapsed onto wet sand while his feet and legs still lay in the incoming tide.
The sound of crashing waves slowly returned, and with it, the recognition of something new. Wind buffeted his body from all directions…storm-washed, freshly cleansed wind. Beneath the dizziness threatening to overwhelm him, he had only one coherent thought.
What happened to me?
For the life of him, he couldn’t remember how he’d come to be on this beach, hurting and possibly grievously injured. Despite the horrendous pain, he rolled over onto his side to lift himself on an elbow and scan the darkness for clues.
In the edge of the surf, a dark silhouette resembling the shape of a human body floated, the incoming and outgoing surf pushing and pulling at it. It was a tossup as to which would win the tug of war.
Instantly, the memory of the ship’s boom careening into his forehead materialized out of nowhere. In something akin to shock, distorted memories of the chain of events leading up to the blow that had laid him low flitted through his mind…
The storm had come out of the northwest late yesterday evening, the leading edge blue-black and roiling. It’d chased after them relentlessly, finally howling down on their sixty-foot blue water cruiser in the middle of the night, crackling long streaks of lightening that were blinding in their frequency and intensity. Fierce winds and towering waves tossed the yacht to and fro as if it were a toy. Deafening claps of thunder reverberated through the vessel to drown out the terrified shrieks of the sixteen students cowering below deck. Then, without warning, when only the tiniest tendril of hope remained, the yacht ran into something, cementing their fate—
That’s right! We’d run from the storm well into the night, hoping to angle out of its path to safety. But we hit something…
Snapshots flashed through his mind, one after the other in quick succession: the sickening crunch of fiberglass shattering; the non-stop rush of water breaching the hull; the ear-splitting cries of his classmates’ despair; the captain ordering everyone from below deck to abandon ship; the screeching wind and stinging rain above deck merciless; brilliant veins of lightening illuminating the pitch blackness to reveal the shoreline of an island; so much water in the air, breathing seemed almost impossible; a boy and a girl at the very end of the line of joined hands snatched up like kites and flung out into darkness; the terrifying fear that the rest of the line would quickly follow; the glassy, shock-stricken stares of his classmates waiting their turn to be helped over the side into the life raft; the white boom breaking loose from its mooring and whipping toward him; trying to duck and almost making it; total blackness…
Eric, trembling in the aftershock of surviving the impossible and being grateful simply to be alive, remembered something else…there had been a girl he was intent upon saving…and one of her friends. He’d helped them into the raft right before his accident. But what were their names? Who were they to him?
He concentrated on summoning their faces, unable to shake the feeling they had been his close friends, or perhaps, one of them had been more than a friend.
Slowly, like gooey fluid forced through a half-clogged strainer, the image of a dark-haired girl—seventeen years old and of Asian-American descent—with a beautiful oval face, olive skin, and dark eyes took form in his mind’s eye. The face of a pretty, blue-eyed blonde with curly, shoulder-length hair quickly followed.
Mia! I was trying to save Mia Miller! And her best friend, Keri Shaw!
Peering at the floating body again, a burst of adrenaline coursed through his veins, energizing him into action. The sickening hollowness in his stomach and the aches in his body disappeared. He flipped back over onto hands and knees to scramble toward the dark silhouette in the white surf. As of yet, he couldn’t tell if the body was male or female.
Please don’t let it be Mia. Please, anyone but her.
His eyes made out what he thought looked like the muscled back and arms of a young man and his fear receded…somewhat. Grasping the corpse by the hair of its head, he lifted the face out of the water to ascertain that it wasn’t Mia—instead was Charles Darry, a Low Country kid from South Carolina. He’d been the only other Southern student on their cruise of horrors, which had given Eric and him something singularly in common, although they had never become what one would call friends. He released Charles, frantically glancing around the darkness.
“Mia!” he attempted to yell, but the name came out strangled and weak. He tried again and it came out clearer and louder this time.
“Eric!” answered a frightened, high-pitched voice. “I’m over here!”
About the Author:
Always striving for pulse-pounding action, sitting-on-the-edge-of-your-seat suspense, and hair-raising thrills, T. Briar’s mainstream thriller writing places courageous heroes and heroines in the fight of their lives against the elements, hostile surroundings, morally bankrupt villains, and any other obstacles T. can think of.
But be warned, once the wheels are set into motion with the first sentence, it’s a twisting, turning journey to the end to see who lives and who dies. And make no mistake, someone’s going to die. Some will even die badly. That’s just the way it is when fighting for survival under perilous conditions. The only question is: Will it be the heroes and heroines, or the villains?
T. Briar’s target audience is New Adults who boldly step up to meet life’s challenges with the confidence of youth urging them on.
Please checkout T. Briar’s page at http://thomasbriar.com to find out more about T. and his thriller writings.
Thursday, 8 June 2017
Wednesday, 24 May 2017
Monday, 22 May 2017
May we fill your Kindle - Free books from Your Favorite Authors - #Giveaways
Let us pack your e-readers with some great reads for those long summer days that are just around the corner. No matter what you prefer to read, you’re sure to find some below.
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Paranormal & Fantasy Romance
Contemporary Romance
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Historical Romance
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Friday, 19 May 2017
Thursday, 4 May 2017
Someone to Stay by B. M. Sandy - Book Tour + #Giveaway
Someone To Stay
By B.M. Sandy
Genre: Contemporary, New Adult Romance
Two lovers.
Eight weeks.
One town.
Life is short - this Cassie Mills knows. In the wake of a devastating loss, she has reshaped her life, carving out a limited place for herself with her grief-narrowed perception of the world. But when Jake Mason, an elusive yet famous British actor, comes to her small Pennsylvania town with an entire movie crew to film for two months, she is asked to cater to him and his colleagues in the hotel restaurant where she works. After a strange, but memorable meeting, she tells herself she'll never see the kind and handsome man up close again. The very next night, though, he shows up again for dinner, and the spotlight is on Cassie again.
Jake Mason's career is flooded with endless Do Not Disturb signs. He's notorious for hiding during shoots; nobody seems to really know him. He's worked hard for his career, and he accepted a long time ago that privacy was a valuable commodity that he should never relinquish. Accepting a leading role in a film that places him in a small town in Pennsylvania, he is forced his first night there to attend a private dinner with nineteen of his fellow cast and crew - definitely outside of his comfort zone. But after losing his phone, he finds himself intrigued by the waitress who helps him, and begins to wonder if some sacrifices might be worth making after all.
“What’s the matter?”
His voice was quiet, full of concern. She realized immediately that she was somewhere she didn’t recognize; they were laying under soft, orange silky sheets on a huge bed facing each other, in a room starkly neat and orderly, the sounds of cars passing by from outside.
“N-nothing,” she replied, recovering quickly from her stutter. She reached a hand out, touching his cheek gingerly, as if afraid to believe it was real. His face was rough; he was in need of a shave, and Cassie watched her fingers trace the line of his jaw, transfixed. Jake grinned at her, his eyes so blue she could scarcely believe it - her breath caught in her throat at the sight of his perfect, wide smile, the way it reached all the way to his eyes.
“I can’t live without you, you know,” he said, almost a whisper. He leaned in, close, lips nearly touching hers. She could feel his breath against her mouth, the heat from his body reaching out to her, caressing.
“I can’t...” she started, but then she stopped, closing the distance. They kissed like they’d never kiss again, imperfectly and fervently, and she felt Jake push her onto her back. He rolled on top of her, his bare skin pressing against hers, the feeling exquisite and pure— perfection.
B. M. Sandy lives in Youngstown, Ohio with her husband and her one-eyed cat child, Maia. She’s a lover of books, film, and all things imaginary. Someone to Stay is her first published novel.
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