Wednesday, February 13, 2019

#GiveAway #Interview ~ Smuggler by Nicholas Fillmore ~ @nicholasfillmor @GoddessFish

 Smuggler
by Nicholas Fillmore

Nicholas Fillmore will be awarding a $10 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember you may increase your chances of winning by visiting the other tour stops. You may find those locations here

Crystal: Today I have the pleasure of hosting Nicholas Fillmore. Welcome, Nicholas! Would you share a little bit about yourself with us today?

Nicholas: I’m trying to make the transition from 16 to 56; I think my wife would agree.

Crystal: Do you have a favorite scene you would like to share with us?

Nicholas: Well, I like the arrest scene in my book because there are a couple conversations going on at once: the agents trying to flip me; me (I call it a “superfluous calculus” in the book) frantically trying to figure out who knows what and who told whom.

Crystal: Where did you come up with the idea for your latest release?


Nicholas: Real life.

Crystal: What are you currently working on?

Nicholas: I’m working on something called Sins of Our Fathers. Am about a hundred pages in… and sensing an immanent, violent editorial intervention to impose a clearer dramatic structure….

Crystal: Do you have any special routine that you follow when you are writing?

Nicholas: Eat, nap, coffee, write.

Crystal: Did you have to do a lot of research for this book or any other? If so do you have a fascinating fact that you have learned you would like to share with us?

Nicholas: I had to look up “cocksucker” in German, for instance. (It’s Schwanzlutscher, btw.)


Crystal: Who are some of your favorite authors that you like to read?

Nicholas: Golly, everything from Chandler to Rilke, Wodehouse to Camus. It has to have style.

Crystal: Is there a genre you haven't written that you would like to try?


Nicholas: I started Smuggler as a screenplay but pretty quickly abandoned it, realizing all the inner dialog that I needed to convey. But I would like to try to work purely in dialog. I like some of the dialog in Smuggler, but nothing sustained. 

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BLURB:

When twenty-something post-grad Nick Fillmore discovers the zine he’s been recruited to edit is a front for drug profits, he begins a dangerous flirtation with an international heroin smuggling operation and in a matter of months finds himself on a fast ride he doesn’t know how to get off of.
After a bag goes missing in an airport transit lounge he is summoned to West Africa to take a voodoo oath with Nigerian mafia. Bound to drug boss Alhaji, he returns to Europe to put the job right, but in Chicago O’Hare customs agents “blitz” the plane and a courier is arrested.
Thus begins a harried yearlong effort to elude the Feds, prison and a looming existential dead end…. Smuggler relates the real events behind OITNB.
GENRE: Memoir/True Crime

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 Excerpt:
Later that afternoon I walked, drunk, through the Musee d’Arte Moderne in Brussels, down a winding white hallway to some inner recess. In a corner, behind glass, a little ventriloquist’s dummy in baggy pants and jacket sat before a brass bell. For minutes on end he just sat there with his feet sticking out in front of him, like he’d been knocked down in the street. Then something seemed to stir inside him and the doll’s torso jerked forward an inch and its metal head—bang! struck the bell producing an unexpectedly bright peal like the bell of a steamship. A little placard read, “Attempt to Raise Hell.” Dennis Oppenheim. American.
A small group waited in anticipation for it to happen again. Just as a couple turned to walk away, bang! the bell clanged again. I stayed for another half hour listening to the intermittent clanging; the little brute kept at it, as if he had a mind of his own—as if, in spite of whatever wind-up mechanism controlled him, he was determined to carry out this errand he alone knew the meaning of.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Nicholas Fillmore attended the graduate writing program at University of New Hampshire. He was a finalist for the Juniper Prize in poetry and co-founded and published SQUiD magazine in Provincetown, MA. He is currently at work on Sins of Our Fathers, a family romance and works as a reporter and lecturer in English. He lives on windward Oahu with his wife, his daughter and three dogs.
Publisher Website http://www.iambicbooks.com

#GiveAway ~ An Earl Of Her Own By Heather Boyd ~ @Heather_Boyd

An Earl Of Her Own
Saints and Sinners series (Book 3)
By Heather Boyd

Heather is giving away a print edition of The Duke and I and A Gentleman’s Vow during the tour. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember there is a chance to enter everyday so be sure to follow the Blog Tour. You may find the tour schedule and locations here https://goo.gl/qw8v5J

About An Earl Of Her Own:

Marriage is about finding that special someone you want to annoy for the rest of your life!

Rebecca Warner’s devotion to her family is the perfect distraction from the loneliness of widowhood. Not that she’d ever admit a need for someone special in her life after her husband’s betrayal. With the responsibility of arranging her sister’s wedding falling into her lap, Rebecca has no time for a certain maddening earl bent on seducing her—until he proves her most ardent ally.

For Adam Croft, Earl of Rafferty, what began as an amusing pursuit—shocking Rebecca Warner—becomes something deeper when he recognizes how perfect a wife and mother she would make. Adam’s keenly aware of his loneliness…and that his habit to curb it with drink lost him Becca’s respect. He’ll happily change his ways to win her approval, but what more can he do to win her love?

Release Date: FEBRUARY 12, 2019
Length: approx. 300 pages
Heat: steamy regency romance
Digital ISBN: 978-1-925239-51-5
Print ISBN: 978-1-925239-52-2
ASIN: B07KGLD7RB
AppleBooks ID: 1437218392

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Excerpt:

“You are hurt, worse than you want to say,” Rebecca Warner whispered.
Her soft green eyes were filled with real concern, something Adam had never expected to see on her face. “Well, that is disappointing.”
“Disappointing?” Rebecca immediately began searching through his hair for the wound, and he chose to imagine it a sensual caress until she spoke again. “You have a gash to your head that has bled. Dear God, you could have died.”
“Always looking on the bright side,” he murmured, and then noticed how close the lady was to his body. He inhaled slowly, delighted in this unexpectedly rare treat. Mrs. Warner had never been the friendliest sort. “You smell nice.”
“Really, Rafferty,” she chided. She suddenly slipped her hand inside his coat, rummaged in his pockets and began to dab at his head with the handkerchief she found there. “This is hardly the time to worry about my perfume.”
“As you say, I could have been killed. Seems like an appropriate time for noticing the little things in life that please me.” He felt pain and hissed. Eager for a distraction, he dropped his gaze to her shoulder—now bare of the shawl, which had fallen away unnoticed by the lady. The respectable garment Rebecca had worn to church, so stylish and modest, was less so now thanks to the accident. The struggle out of the carriage seemed to have ripped the seam apart, and her pale skin looked very soft and inviting. He curled his fingers into the skirt of her gown and held it. “Lovely.”
She drew back to peer into his eyes again, and then she glanced down at his fist. “What are you doing?”
What was he doing? Adam had no idea, but he wasn’t of a mind to stop.



Saints and Sinners series:

Book 1: The Duke and I (Nicolas and Gillian) - https://amzn.to/2Thss0C
Book 2: A Gentleman’s Vow (Gideon and Jessica) - https://amzn.to/2Tc3kso
Book 3: An Earl of Her Own (Adam and Rebecca) - https://amzn.to/2G2HCmT

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About the Author:

Determined to escape the Aussie sun on a scorching camping holiday, Heather picked up a pen and notebook from a corner store and started writing her very first novel—Chills. Eight years later, she is the author of over thirty romances and publisher of several anthologies too. Addicted to all things tech (never again will Heather write a novel longhand) and fascinated by English society of the early 1800’s, Heather spends her days getting her characters in and out of trouble and into bed together (if they make it that far). She lives on the edge of beautiful Lake Macquarie, Australia with her trio of mischievous rogues (husband and two sons) along with one rescued cat whose only interest in her career is that it provides him with food on demand. You can find details of Heather's work at www.heather-boyd.com

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#Sale ~ Crescent Creek Bundle by Viviana MacKade ~ @ViviMackade

Crescent Creek Collection by [MacKade, Viviana]

Crescent Creek Bundle
 by Viviana MacKade



PRESALE DEAL – 3 stories, 0.99 cents until release day February 14th
From the cold Canadian border, the US1 runs along the east coast with patience. Southbound, always south, until it reaches the Sunshine State.
Not the fastest way, sure, but if you have time to drive it all the way down, you might find yourself lost in one of the coastal towns that dot the US1 like little jewels.
Maybe that town’s name is Crescent Creek.
These are the stories of its people.
 

All Those Miles I Walked ~ Crescent Creek 1

All Those Miles I Walked (Crescent Creek Book 1) by [MacKade, Viviana]At eighteen, DJ made a choice–her heart or her dreams. Neither was wrong, yet either would break her heart. She chose the world. Over a decade later, she returns to Crescent Creek and to the one regret she's ever had–Scott.
Scott’s always been steady as a rocky reef. He’d loved once and when she’d left, his strong heart had crumbled like a sandcastle. Now DJ is back, and Scott wants nothing to do with her. If only Eva, his and DJ’s old friend, didn’t need their help. Because of her, he’s stuck with DJ and he’d be damned, she still gets under his skin.
DJ is a free spirit who needs the road under her feet. Scott is a family man who wants to groom his roots. With danger on their doorstep and a baby to keep safe, how much are they willing to compromise for love?

Excerpt from All Those Miles I Walked:

“I was young and scared,” she hissed, briefly recording the older man leaving the room despite Scott’s order.
He turned to face her, resting one hip on the counter and crossing his arms on his chest. “Bullshit. After the test results, there was nothing left to be scared about.”
“I was scared of you,” she breathed out, regretting her words the moment they were uttered.
He said nothing, but one black eyebrow rose in question. One she wasn’t ready to answer, not to him and not like this, in anger. It had taken her years to dig deep enough within herself to fully understand the rush to keep him away, to cut him from her life.
It had taken even more time to get over him. If she ever had.
“I apologize,” she spat out despite a tight throat. “That’s all I wanted to do.” She spun around to get out of the suddenly chilly kitchen.
“DJ?”
She stopped, didn’t turn around, one hand already on the door.
“You took 12 year-worth of love away from my life. Gave me no explanation. You’re gonna have to do a lot better than apologize to make me even think about swallowing it.”

Painted Love ~ Crescent Creek 2

Painted Love (Crescent Creek Book 2) by [MacKade, Viviana ]Thou shalt not steal.
Oh, but Florence had, and would do so one last time. Ten pieces her grandfather painted for her because he loved her. Ten pieces her mother lost, along with anything else, for loving the wrong man. She couldn’t get back everything he’d wasted away, but she’d be damned if she’d give up those paintings.
Easy and genuine, Rhett loves his life–his family, his market, his town. Until he meets a British woman with grey eyes and a cute little smile. The woman he’s been waiting for. The thing is, to love her is easy, but can he trust her?
When Rhett pushes to uncover her agenda, Flo knows she will lose something–the man she loves or what she’d been fighting for years. Which road will she choose?

Excerpt from Painted Love:

“Okay, then let me backtrack a moment,” Rhett said. “You’re thirty-four.”
Flo nodded.
“I’m thirty-two. And you, being two years older might be the hottest thing ever.”
Of all the things she’d heard. “How?”
“Are you kidding? With your experience and my youth, we can rewrite what humanity knows about sex.”
“It’s two years,” she said flatly.
“Still, you are older.”
“Well yes, but–”
He closed his eyes, lifted a hand to stop her. “Don’t ruin it for me.”
She motioned to zip her mouth with her fingers.
“In fact,” he added, pulling at the covers until she was bare. “I say we start writing that book right now.”
“I’m ready when you are, boy."

His Midnight Sun ~ Crescent Creek 3

His Midnight Sun (Crescent Creek Book 3) by [MacKade, Viviana]Tormented, fierce, and broken, sculptor Aidan Murphy has judged himself guilty. He yearns for love but pushes everyone away. He longs for acceptance but has lost the key to open his heart. Until he meets Summer Williams. Beautiful and smart, Dr. Williams promises haven for a man who believes he deserves none. All he has to do is let her in and risk his heart and soul.
Summer’s managed to keep her inner light alive, even through tragedy. She’s created a new life for herself and her daughter in Crescent Creek with loving, caring and fun friends–well, except brooding, breathtaking Aidan. She’s used to keeping away from his type, though. All she has to do is ignore the pull of a man who’s turning up to be much more than snarls and storms. Will her compassion and medical instincts let her?
Love can heal a broken soul and shake up a timid heart. Or it can unleash devastation and revenge.
Will Aidan and Summer survive the hurricane?

Excerpt His Midnight Sun:

“I guess I’ll see you with the guys,” Aidan told her, suddenly edgy.
Wait.
Stay.
Let’s go eat some fucking ice cream. 
All those words bounced in his head and didn’t get past his mouth because she wasn’t Rhett, a mate he could simply tell to go and do some stupid shit together to chase the bad mood away.
Different–that’s how she felt.
Safe. Like he could let go and whatever he needed to be, she’d accept. Not always agree with it, as it showed on her face sometimes. Nonetheless, she’d accept it.
Should it worry him? A man who’d always been proud of being free and live the way he wanted to, now he wanted more time with her. Did staying there mean losing some of the freedom he loved so much or act accordingly to it? Aidan wasn’t even sure if he cared about it.
But because the road ahead looked unfocused and, for once, how he dealt with a person mattered, he said instead, “Will you be okay?”
“Yes.” Then those eyes were on his, warm, and good, and honest. “Thank you, Aidan. I know this was a stretch for you and I appreciate it all the more.”
She leaned in and hugged him. She went, wrapped her arms around his waist and fucking hugged him. Not like a lover, nor the reach-around of a friend. This was more. Vulnerability hummed in the way she came to him, making him the provider of comfort. And when he closed his arms around her–God, she was so tiny and solid–when he stroked her back, all he wanted was to see her happy.
“Smile, then,” he demanded with half voice, pulling back to see her face, where her lips pulled up at the sides.

THE AUTHOR:

Viviana MacKadeBeach bum and country music addicted, Viviana lives in a small Floridian town with her husband and her son, her die-hard fans and personal cheer squad. Besides beaching, she enjoys long walks, horse-riding, hiking, and pretty much whatever she can do outside with her family.

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Thursday, January 24, 2019

#GiveAway ~ D'ZIA'S DILEMMA by Keri Kruspe ~ @authorkkruspe @GoddessFish


The author will be awarding a $25 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn commenter via Rafflecopter. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember you may increase your chance of winning by visiting the other tour stops. You may find those locations here.


About the Book: 
Guardians of the Galaxy meets The Princess Bride.

The second book in the trilogy, D’zia’s Dilemma features a disembodied galactic gangster, a snarky spybot, and a sentient, lovesick spaceship. If you like non-stop action, powerful emotions, and sensual aliens, you’ll love the next installment of An Alien Exchange.

A woman betrayed. An alien duke faced with an impossible decision. Can two lovers who long to be together overcome those determined to keep them apart?

Lora Dharma Callahan excitedly agrees to leave Earth to attend “The Exchange” and meet the alien mate of her dreams. Instead of finding true love, she’s forcibly kidnapped and held captive by an alien lunatic who plans to take over the galaxy. He’s going to use her to create a serum that will ultimately enslave every human female on Earth. But no emperor wannabe is going to keep this girl down. Lora will find a way to save not only herself, but her planet as well.

Duke D’zia Yaq E’etu, cousin to the crown prince of Zerin, suspects a malicious plot to overthrow the galactic government. When the opportunity arises to insinuate himself in the suspected traitor’s stronghold, he doesn’t hesitate to use his infiltration skills. While there, he encounters Lora, whom he soon recognizes as his TrueBond. The only problem…she’s imprisoned and scheduled for experiments that will destroy her.

Now D’zia has a hard choice to make. Should he stay and get the proof he needs to prevent a narcissistic megalomaniac from taking over the galactic government…or escape with the only female he can claim as his own?


Excerpt:

An eternity passed before Lora’s brain cells decided to come back online. Which wasn’t easy since D’zia had pulled her hips into his hard groin. Holy shamoka, was all of that for her? Wait, what did he say? Something about a JR10?

“D’zia.” She pulled her mouth away from his while her inner nasty girl screamed to keep going. “Don’t, I can’t think when you kiss me.” Her heartbeat was going crazy and it was hard to breathe.

Okay, take in a few deep gulps of air…yeah, now she was calm. Right. She put her hands on the sides of his face to place him farther back from her so she could gaze into his eyes. Feminine pride warmed her as she took in the dazed, unfocused stare he gave back. Lordy, those dual-colored orbs were beyond beautiful, especially dilated in passion. His wet, full lips were tempting, and she’d love to spend eternity bathing in the weight of his intense focus.

His three-fingered hands burrowed under her loose tunic to wrap around her naked waist, his palms massaged her eager skin in heavy strokes.

She jumped when warm oils under his hands caused a path of lightning to cover her skin wherever he caressed. A fleeting scent of spiced licorice teased her nose. She drew in a shuddering breath as she cleared her throat. “D’zia, please, let’s stop and think about this.”


About the Author:

“Author of otherworldly romantic adventures”

Keri Kruspe has been an author since the age of twelve and has always been fascinated with otherworldly stories that end in Happily Ever After. Her current works, An Alien Exchange trilogy had its first release Winter 2018. The trilogy continues with D’zia’s Dilemma and concludes with Ki’s Redemption — to be released by the first quarter of 2019.

A native Nevadan, Keri resides with her family in the wilds of Northwest Michigan where she enjoys the stark change in seasons and the pleasures each one brings. An avid reader, Keri loves an enjoyable bottle of red wine, a variety of delicious foods and watching action/adventure movies…usually at the same time. You can find her most days immersed in her fantasy world on her latest novel while foot tappin’ to classic rock. When not absorbed in her writing, Keri works alongside her husband in building their dream home or discovering intelligent life in America in their RV.



Website: https://www.kerikruspe.com

FaceBook: https://www.facebook.com/klkruspe15

Twitter: https://twitter.com/authorkkruspe

Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/kerikruspe/

Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07MTGNR7D/ref=x_gr_w_glide_bb




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Tuesday, January 22, 2019

#SpotLight ~ Taken As Theirs By Kryssie Fortune ~ @KryssieFortune

Taken As Theirs
By Kryssie Fortune
About Taken As Theirs:

As a fertile woman in an infertile world, no wonder she was TAKEN AS THEIRS.

As a breeder--one of the few fertile women left in a ruined, plague-ravaged world--Cassie would fetch a handsome price at auction, and selling her to the highest bidder was exactly what her captors had in mind... until two fearsome beasts decided to take her for themselves.

Eli and Dane have chosen Cassie for their mate, and when she makes a foolish attempt at escape she quickly ends up tearfully promising obedience as her bare bottom is soundly and shamefully punished. Her body's response to their stern dominance cannot be denied, however, and it isn't long before she is screaming out her intense, helpless pleasure as she is roughly and thoroughly claimed. But will Eli and Dane's pack accept a human girl or will Cassie be an outsider forever?

Publisher's Note: Taken as Theirs includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

Publisher Stormy Night Publications
Release Date January 4, 2019
Genre Erotic Paranormal romance


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Excerpt from Taken As Theirs: 

Goosebumps covered Cassie’s flesh. Tingles raced between her legs, tiny electric sparks that warmed her blood. One kind word and her good intentions would crumble—just like her sisters’ chance of freedom if she told this drop-dead gorgeous pair about them.
What with the vampire auction and that nightmare descent of the cliff, she couldn’t take much more. Cassie had been a fool to think she could escape. Completely drained, she was at the werewolves’ mercy
Her imagination worked overtime. Wolves were pack animals. Suppose they decided to share her around the crew? The vampires certainly would have, and she didn’t expect werewolves to behave any better.
She cowered when Eli pulled a knife, but he sawed through the wet rope binding her to his brother. Her legs folded, and only Dane’s strong grip kept her upright. Sheaving his knife, Eli swept her into his arms.
He gave her his best Pepsodent-white smile. “Foolish little princess, so eager to return to the vampires who will abuse you. You’re safe here, despite the unconventional start to our friendship.”
Like a half-drowned kitten, she dripped water onto his trousers. He smelled of summer breezes and crops ripening in the fields. So cold her teeth had stopped chattering, she let go of her fears and let Eli take charge. Heat flowed from his chest to hers, but it wasn’t enough. She felt like an ice cube lost at the back of a freezer.
He carried her through a narrow galley, and into the captain’s cabin. She’d expected twin bunks and a tiny space. Instead, this room reminded her of Nelson’s cabin on the HMS Victory. The back wall consisted of window panes, giving her a view of the distant cliffs. The view fascinated and delighted her but the cabin’s four-poster bed terrified her. It covered more than half the room and had enough room for three if not four.
Dane pulled towels from a trunk then tossed her one of his brother’s jumpers. “Get dry, princess then get into bed and warm up. We’re going to lock you in while we get underway in earnest, but we’ll be back with hot stew and a hot coffee soon.”
After living on half rations for a week, her mouth watered at the thought of a decent meal. That these dominant werewolves cared for her welfare stunned her. Then they offered her a coffee. Utter luxury.
Emotions set in, and tears filled her eyes. She broke into a cold sweat that turned her forehead clammy. She’d never felt so weary in her life—not even when she’d swum marathons.
Dane lifted her chin and gazed into her eyes. “Don’t cry, little human. You’re safe now.”
The intensity in his gaze felt like a shot of energy for her soul. It made her feel hot and tingly inside. She craved his touch, and maybe his kiss. A fresh set of shivers beset her. This time, they were more about her forbidden attraction for the werewolves than the cold.


About Kryssie Fortune:

I love alpha heroes with superpowers. As a child, I was addicted to DC comics. Now I love the Marvel movies. I’d love to write a hero like Thor or Aquaman, but I have a soft spot for Chris Pine too. He was great as Captain Kirk in Star Trek, but I loved him Steve Trevor in Wonder Woman.
I like my hero’s larger than life and twice as sexy. My Regency men are strong-willed soldiers who survived Waterloo. My contemporary ones are all former soldiers—Doms building a new life after their service. My paranormal heroes are mostly powerful shifters, but there’s the occasional vampire, fae, or demon among them.


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Monday, January 21, 2019

#GiveAway ~ Only A Good Man Will Do By Dee S. Knight ~ @DeeSKnight

Only A Good Man Will Do

The Good Man Series (Book 1)

By Dee S. Knight

♥♥ GiveAway ♥♥ 
Dee is giving away an ebook of Naval Maneuvers and a $10 Amazon card to giveaway during the tour. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember you may enter every day for your chance to win. You may find the tour locations here https://goo.gl/PNbaF9

About Only A Good Man Will Do:

Seriously ambitious man seeks woman to encourage his goals, support his (hopeful) position as Headmaster of Westover Academy, and be purer than Caesar's wife. Good luck with that!

Daniel Goodman is a man on a mission. For years he has striven for perfection, fighting for the pinnacle achievement in his world of academia, Headmaster of Westover Academy. Westover, established before the American Revolution, is still one of the most prestigious schools in the country. They accept only boys whose parents fit a certain mold and only those teachers who hold to a stringent set of mores, on and off campus. Jonah considers his brother a prig. Daniel sees himself as doing his best to serve his students. How much better can he serve them as headmaster? That is what he seeks to find out.

Suddenly, into his cut and dried, strictly black and white life of moral and upright behavior, comes Eve Star, formerly one of Europe's foremost exotic dancers. Her life is anything but cut and dried, black and white. Bad enough that she's enrolled her son in Westover Academy under false pretenses. More, she runs the town's most disreputable bar. Worst, much to Daniel's dismay, he finds himself drawn to her like a kid to chocolate. Nothing good can come of this attraction. Or can it? He is after all, a good man.

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Excerpt:

“Daniel, am I talking to myself, here?”

“Oh, no, I’m…” He chuckled an amused admission. “Tell me what you said again.”

He could almost hear Eve smile. “I said, you called at four-thirty on Saturday and Sunday, so I took a wild leap that you would today, too.”

“Ah.” Smiling to the empty room, he squirmed to get into a more comfortable position. “A woman of logic.”

“Absolutely. You don’t want to play me in chess. I think five or six moves ahead.”

“I’ll remember that. There’s nothing worse than seeing a guy cry when he’s been beaten at chess by a girl."

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About the Author:

A few years ago, Dee S. Knight began writing, making getting up in the morning fun. During the day, her characters killed people, fell in love, became drunk with power, or sober with responsibility. And they had sex, lots of sex. Writing was so much fun Dee decided to keep at it. That's how she spends her days. Her nights? Well, she's lucky that her dream man, childhood sweetheart, and long-time hubby are all the same guy, and nights are their secret. For romance ranging from sweet to historical, contemporary to paranormal and more join Dee on Nomad Authors. Contact Dee at dsknight@deesknight.com.

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#LoveMeSomeRetro ~ Trapped by Fate on Reckless Roads By MariaLisa deMora ~ @MariaLisadeMora @MJsBookBlognR


 Trapped by Fate on Reckless Roads

Neither This Nor That Series Book #4
By MariaLisa deMora 
  
About the Book:
“Got your back,” is more than a saying in Retro’s world.
Standing united as a club is a given, and loyalty is held as a standard of brotherhood. Forgiveness for transgressions, however, does not come easily, or ever in some cases. Retro’s only demand for his brothers is honor and
integrity, and his belief is that everything else will fall into place behind those qualities. He is not wrong.
In the rough realm of bikers, there are no shortcuts to win a
place among the old guard. It’s a world where respect can only be earned, trust
is painfully gained, and loyalty will be fiercely returned.
Jerry Rogers lived his life bound to those firm tenets which
anchored his brotherhood. MHL&R was more than a patch on a leather cut, it
ran thick as blood through Retro’s veins as he worked to better things for his
club, and family. 
Locked for years in a loveless marriage, Retro still found a
sense of pleasure and peace knowing he’d at least always done his best to
buffer their children from his single mistake. 
Confronted by evidence that what happened in the past wouldn’t
remain quietly buried any longer, Retro embarks on what might become his most
important journey down memory lane. One that can only end in blood…and death.
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: January 21, 2019
#LoveMeSomeRetro
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EXCERPT: 

Beginning
Jeremiah Rogers angled his body away from the other person in
the room, shifted his gaze to the window, and caught sight of the reflection of
his own face. Gaunt and aged in ways he hadn't been a year ago, he stared into
the echo of his eyes.

Without turning, he said, “I can’t offer an excuse, because
there isn’t one. I won’t insult you by saying it never meant anything, because
you know how I am. You’ve always known how I felt about her. She...” Here he
paused, at a loss for words for so long his soon-to-be ex-wife stirred
restlessly, the fabric of her jeans making a shirring noise as her legs crossed
and re-crossed. The mattress groaned softly, a sound that had often been heard
in this room in years past, and one that made guilt dig its hooks a little
deeper into him because it had masked their lie.

Her silence drove him forwards. At this point, they’d been
talking so long he was ready to just have it over with. “I knew when I took you
to my bed we’d wed. Your father wouldn’t have allowed anything less. I also—”
He turned and saw her tear-streaked face looking at him out of the shadows.
They’d been talking so long the sunset had stripped the color from the room,
leaving everything in banded shades of gray and beige. He swallowed and pushed
ahead, needing to have all the secrets laid bare. “I also know you didn’t love
me then. We’ve made it work all these years, because neither of us wanted
more.” Retro shook his head. “I’m no longer content to live this way.”

“What’s changed?”

“You know what’s changed, Wanda.” She was smart, and he
suspected she’d already put two-and-two together. He was done living like this,
forcing himself through the days and avoiding the nights. Her lack of follow-up
on her question told him he was right.

“What about our kids, Jerry? How will we tell them?”

At her words, he pulled in the deepest breath he’d taken in
days, because with two sentences she’d aligned herself at his side. She knew
the lay of the land. She’d always known they weren’t a love match. It was one
of the things that made her so bitter towards his brother Isaiah, because he’d
found his love. Gone now for too many years, but Isaiah had kept his Hope’s
love alive in how he was raising their children. Wanda had tried to drive a
rift between the brothers over it. Unsuccessfully.

“Nelda won’t be surprised.” Their daughter was always putting
together unexpected puzzles, and from the sadness she’d borne in the past
months, Jerry knew Nelda had seen how he’d been pulling away from her mother.
“Boys will follow her lead.” He lifted his hands and scrubbed across his face.
“I never meant—”

“You’re not the only one to stray, Jerry.” Wanda’s declaration
took him by surprise and his palms were still pressed to his cheeks as he
jerked and looked at her. “I haven’t been happy for years.”

His blood started to boil and he dropped his fists to his
hips, staring down his nose at her for a moment. Then he laughed once, a
humorless bark of noise meant to keep him from saying things best left unsaid,
and he turned back to the window, their dimmed and blurred reflections now
highlighted by a deep blackness. “Since it all happened years before you came
to my bed, I wouldn’t actually classify it as strayin’, Wanda. Can you say they
were important to you at least?” He’d had suspicions once or twice, but Wanda
had been so…blameless. Every time he’d thought to bring up the idea of
separating, just the look on her face would seal his lips.

“One was.” She gave him that, and then he saw her reflection
move, shifting to the opposite side of the bed. She slowly stood and then
waited for a moment, and when he didn’t turn, told the room, “I’m going to
start supper.”

Surreal.



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Raised in the south, MariaLisa learned about the magic of books at an early age. Every summer, she would spend hours in the local library, devouring books of every genre. Self-described as a book-a-holic, she says “I’ve always loved to read, but then I discovered writing, and found I adored that, too. For reading … if nothing else is available, I’ve been known to read the back of the cereal box.” A hockey fan, hiker, gamer, and single mom of a special needs son, she embraces her inner geek and has been working in the tech field for a publishing company for a couple decades. Music is a driving passion, and she says, “I love music of nearly any 

genre — jazz, country, rock, alt rock, metal, classical, bluegrass, rap, hip hop … you name it, I listen to it. I can often be seen dancing through the house in the early mornings. But I really, REALLY love live music. My favorite thing with music is seeing bands in small, dive bars [read: small, intimate venues]. If said bar [venue] has a good selection of premium tequila, then that’s a plus!”

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