Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Book Blurb Blitz Tour: Sarim’s Scent by Juliette Springs

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Cover_SarimsScentSarim’s Scent

by Juliette Springs



Fueled with thoughts of anger and revenge, Victoria embarks on a mission to find her father, certain he has the answers to questions she's had her entire life. Questions about why she prefers the night, gravitates toward the paranormal, and bears a strange tattoo on her neck, one she'd never put there. Her journey leads her into the arms of her childhood friend, Ivan, the only man she lets close to her heart. He understands her and has always been her confidant. But would he remain loyal if she revealed all of her secrets and the real reason she's searching for her father?

Weary of living a lie and unable to walk away from family obligations, Ivan is forced to deceive the only woman he has ever cared about, one who he now realizes is his mate. Ivan knows he's doing the unforgivable, and it's just a matter of time before Victoria finds out the truth, but he can't resist the chemistry between them or deny the sensuous passion he experiences with her. When Victoria's search becomes life threatening, Ivan must find the strength he needs to tell her the truth, or risk losing her altogether.



Victoria ignored the concerned, covert glances from the few in attendance at the open grave site. Damn them all, she thought, my mother is dead and it was that bastard’s fault. She would avenge her mother's death. She would destroy the man who reduced her mother from a strong, vibrant woman to a lifeless, weak one. Even if it meant his death or the death of everything he loves.

Her eyes blinked rapidly in an attempt to keep the tears at bay. Inhaling deeply she let her lungs feel with fresh air, with eyes closed, her body relaxed as she exhaled slowly. They were close and had gotten closer during her mother's last years. If she thought of her mother as gone, Victoria knew she would lose what little control she had left. Sunlight hurt her eyes as they opened. Pain was good, she was back in control. Victoria had seen it all. She remembered how her mother's pale, gaunt face lit up whenever she talked about her father. Like a good daughter, she listened. Now her mother was dead. She would be an even better daughter and avenge her mother’s death. At first, Victoria had no idea where to start looking for him. Her mother told her he wasn't from the Boston area or even Massachusetts. It was said he had a New York sort of accent, but the child support database had found no one with his name there. Something kept pulling her to go to North Carolina. She couldn't explain why, but Victoria knew he was there.She also knew her father had a triangle tattoo on the side of his neck. He never answered her mother's questions about what it was, what it stood for, or how he got it. Her mom assumed it was a tattoo representing a symbol of a gang.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust." As the preacher spoke, Victoria’s mind flew back to the present. Her eyes still dry, her gaze still focused on the casket. Grief was a foreign emotion right now. Tomorrow she would leave home to travel to the unknown North Carolina. She had to find the man who was her father not only for vengeance but for another reason. A strange design on the side of her neck had appeared on the first day of her period when she was thirteen. One she didn't have tattooed.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Juliette Springs writes about the darker side of romance, is the alter ego of a Southern chick who is a mother (two teenage girls and a wild three year old). In another life she works in the education field and holds degrees in English and Special Education. Juliette loves the paranormal (especially vamps) and devours romance novels (particularly paranormal). She is also addicted to the Vampire Diaries, and TruBlood.

She is a paranormal romance author, whose debut book Sarim's Scent is avaliable from www.SoulmatePublishing.com

Buy links: www.soulmatepublishing.com and www.amazon.com

Author website: www.darkersideofromance.com

Follow on Twitter:@JulietteSprings


Juliette is giving away an eBook copy of her book to a lucky commenter.  Leave a message before 07 August2012 and I will draw a winner after.

Saturday, July 28, 2012

My Spotlight: Odd Apocalypse (Odd Thomas #5) by Dean Koontz


I have always loved Dean Koontz but it has been a while since I read anything until recently when I read 77  Shadow Street (review will follow shortly).  But the ODD THOMAS series is different than his normal novels and the first one in the series blew us away.  So off course we have to continue the series as the fifth in the series is released today.

Expected publication:

31 July 2012

Odd Apocalypse: A Novel (Odd Thomas, #5)

The stallion reared over me, silently slashing the air with the hooves of its forelegs, a creature of such immense power that I stumbled backward even though I knew that it was as immaterial as a dream. . . .

The woman astride the ghostly mount reaches out desperately, the latest spirit to enlist the aid of Odd Thomas, the unassuming young fry cook whose gift—or curse—it is to see the shades of the restless dead, and to help them when he can. This mission of mercy will lead Odd through realms of darkness he has never before encountered, as he probes the long-held secrets of a sinister estate and those who inhabit it.

Once presided over by a flamboyant Hollywood mogul during the Roaring ’20s, the magnificent West Coast property known as Roseland is now home to a reclusive billionaire financier and his faithful servants. And, at least for the moment, it’s also a port in the storm for Odd Thomas and his traveling companion, the inscrutably charming Annamaria, the Lady of the Bell. In the wake of Odd’s most recent clash with lethal adversaries, the opulent manor’s comforts should be welcome. But there’s far more to Roseland than meets even the extraordinary eye of Odd, who soon suspects it may be more hell than haven.
A harrowing taste of Roseland’s terrors convinces Odd that it’s time to hit the road again. Still, the prescient Annamaria insists that they’ve been led there for a reason, and he’s promised to do his best for the ghost on horseback. Just how deep and dreadful are the mysteries Roseland and her masters have kept for nearly a century? And what consequences await whoever is brave, or mad, enough to confront the most profound breed of evil? Odd only knows. Like his acclaimed creator, the irresistible Odd Thomas is in top-notch form—as he takes on what may well be the most terrifying challenge yet in his curious career.

Friday, July 27, 2012

Book Tour Guest Blog and Giveaway: The de Montforte Brothers Series


(I would like to take a moment to thank All The Days Of for hosting me on my blog tour today; it's a pleasure to be here!)
My Pleasure, Danelle!  I am so happy you are here :)

Way back in the mid 1990s, I was a single woman in my early 30s, living in a small upstairs apartment in an old Victorian house outside of Worcester, Massachusetts with my dreams, my books, and my rambunctious German Shorthaired Pointer, "Roscoe," for company. One day, while poking around on the internet — then, still, in its relative infancy — and procrastinating (something I am very good at) while working on a book, I came across an international pen pal list. Aha! Another way to waste time as I waited for whatever difficult section of The Book to come to me. There were lots of names on that list. Even better. More time wasted. Being an Anglophile, I sent off friendly hellos to several people on that list, and imagine my surprise when, a day or so later, one of the replies was from a young gentleman in Oxfordshire. Well, long story short, we became pen-pals … long distance friends … then the exchange of phone calls began, and I flew over to meet him during a long weekend. We hit it off famously; he came to visit me two months later, proposed marriage, and by November of that year, Roscoe and I were both headed to England. We were married in a 500-year-old hall in our little town of Abingdon-on-Thames in March of 1995, and here I sit, pondering this blog, seventeen years later: still happily married to this wonderful man. Chris and I, and our 'tween daughter, Emma, live in Massachusetts now, as my terror of flying made it awfully hard for me to live in England when I wanted to come home to see my family (I lasted for just over two years), and though Roscoe is long gone, our menagerie has increased. My city-guy husband, who grew up near Wimbledon, outside London, had a cat when he was young. That's it. A cat.

Now he has not just one, but four German Shorthaired Pointers, a horse, a flock of chickens, and assorted other small creatures — frogs, fish in both bowls and a tank. Oh, and a chain saw. He's come a long way from the cute blond kid who grew up a stone's throw from, arguably, the greatest city in the world.

It was while living in England that I came up with the idea for my de Montforte Brothers series, and it was there that I began writing it. As anyone who's been there will attest, England is fertile ground for a romance novelist, and that was no exception for this one. In our little town of Abingdon-on-Thames alone, we had the ruins of a medieval house where, in 1644, Charles I parted company from his Queen, never to see her again, or so the story goes; today the forgotten ruins are enclosed by a small spiked-iron fence and housing developments, but the footpath I used to walk on my way to the town center to do grocery shopping took me right past them. It was a spooky place at night, and probably still is. Across town, we had the footprint of a massive medieval abbey, the archeological remains of which are buried a few feet under the soil; the abbey was destroyed during Henry VIII in 1539 during one of his rampages, but history says it was a massive structure. We had stately homes and the River Thames and beautiful fields where I would walk Roscoe every day. Sometimes he would flush a pheasant and remember that he was a bird dog, though I don't hunt, and he didn't either. Sometimes he would jump into the Thames and have a swim. It was a bucolic place, our little town, and a wonderful "center point" from which to take a day trip to other areas of the country.

One of my favorite spots in England was Lambourn, renowned now as a capital of the horse racing industry. It is the equivalent of our Lexington, Kentucky or Ocala, Florida … miles of rolling hills and downs, horses, sun-washed fields and high clouds and good clean air from soaring vantage points. I still remember exactly where we were sitting, Chris and I, and probably Roscoe, on a trip to Lambourn, when Blackheath Castle came to me. We were on the slope of a hill, high above the world, it seemed, with the breeze moving through the tall grasses, butterflies flitting about and rabbits bounding nearby, and the white wheel-ruts of a little road cutting through the baked chalk-mud as it led up through a copse of copper birch trees. It was high summer, and the air was sweet and clean. We were high up on that down, and from that soaring vantage point, it felt as if all of England was spread before us; I knew, then, that this was where Lucien de Montforte, the Duke of Blackheath, would have his ancestral seat.

Were I to go back to England (sadly unlikely, since I can't envision ever getting on an airplane again), I'd be hard pressed to find this very special spot where Chris and I ate a picnic lunch that day, and the magnificent ancestral home that was the setting of so much of the de Montforte Brothers books came to me. But I can see that very spot in my mind's eye as if it were yesterday. Easier to locate, though, is Swanthorpe, the estate of Lord Gareth de Montforte of THE WILD ONE, the first book in the de Montforte Brothers series. I could lead you there with no trouble at all, as it's right there in Abingdon, where we lived and had a home, in the fields of burdock and wild poppies and thick grasses where Roscoe and I took our daily Thames-side walks. You won't see Lord Gareth's manor house, of course, unless your imagination allows you to, as mine did. But you will see other prominent landmarks that contributed to the setting of THE WILD ONE … the County Hall where Lord Gareth faced "the Butcher," now a place where flea markets and small concerts and other gatherings are held … Bridge and Stert Streets, the River Thames, the ancient St. Nicholas Church and its Gateway, and so much more.

A part of my heart will forever reside in England, and specifically, Abingdon. Maybe I'll never find the courage to get back on a plane and make the relatively short hop across the pond to see this country where I still have a drivers' license and numerous dear friends, to revisit the places that hold so many memories for me.

But I hope I do. Because you never know where there might be yet another book waiting, somewhere on some high, sun-swept, windblown hill on a forgotten down.


Danelle Harmon is the author of ten books, previously published by Avon and now being brought out, with light revisions, for the e-reader market. Her critically acclaimed de Montforte Brothers Series (THE WILD ONE, THE BELOVED ONE, THE DEFIANT ONE, and THE WICKED ONE) are still high on the Amazon.com bestseller lists for nearly the third consecutive month, and Danelle's just-released WICKED AT HEART is also drawing critical acclaim. Danelle loves to hear from her readers (email at Danelle@danelleharmon.com ), or you can find her through any of the following means:

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The de Montforte Brothers series

by Danelle Harmon


BLURB:  (I just love these covers – they are gorgeous!  I am including them all!)

"The bluest of blood, the boldest of hearts; the de Montforte brothers will take your breath away."

Cover_TheWildOne_HREngland, 1776: Lord Gareth de Montforte is known as an irresponsible rake with a heart of gold. When he takes a bullet for boldly thwarting a stagecoach robbery, he is stunned to discover that the beautiful young woman he has heroically rescued, Juliet Paige, is his deceased brother’s American fiancée, accompanied by her infant daughter. Despite his brother the duke's refusal to acknowledge Juliet, Gareth is determined to do right by the courageous woman who crossed an ocean to give her baby her rightful name. But Juliet is wary of marrying this black sheep aristocrat, even while she is hopelessly charmed by the dashing devil. Never has she met anyone who embraces life so thoroughly, who makes her laugh, who loves her so well. And, even when it seems the odds are against them, Juliet has absolute faith that Gareth will go beyond the call of duty, risking his life itself to give her and her daughter a home — and a love that will last a lifetime.




Newman House, 18 April, 1775

My dear brother, Lucien,

It has just gone dark and as I pen these words to you, an air of rising tension hangs above this troubled town. Tonight, several regiments — including mine, the King's Own — have been ordered by General Gage, commander in chief of our forces here in Boston, out to Concord to seize and destroy a significant store of arms and munitions that the rebels have secreted there. Due to the clandestine nature of this assignment, I have ordered my batman, Billingshurst, to withhold the posting of this letter until the morrow, when the mission will have been completed and secrecy will no longer be of concern.

Although it is my most ardent hope that no blood will be shed on either side during this endeavour, I find that my heart, in these final moments before I must leave, is restless and uneasy. It is not for myself that I am afraid, but another. As you know from my previous letters home, I have met a young woman here with whom I have become attached in a warm friendship. I suspect you do not approve of my becoming so enamoured of a storekeeper's daughter, but things are different in this place, and when a fellow is three thousand miles away from home, love makes a far more desirable companion than loneliness. My dear Miss Paige has made me happy, Lucien, and earlier tonight, she accepted my plea for her hand in marriage; I beg you to understand, and forgive, for I know that someday when you meet her, you will love her as I do.

My brother, I have but one thing to ask of you, and knowing that you will see to my wishes is the only thing that calms my troubled soul during these last few moments before we depart. If anything should happen to me — tonight, tomorrow, or at any time whilst I am here in Boston — I beg of you to find it in your heart to show charity and kindness to my angel, my Juliet, for she means the world to me. I know you will take care of her if ever I cannot. Do this for me and I shall be happy, Lucien.

I must close now, as the others are gathered downstairs in the parlour, and we are all ready to move. May God bless and keep you, my dear brother, and Gareth, Andrew, and sweet Nerissa, too.Cover_TheBelovedOne1


Sometime during the last hour, it had begun to grow dark.

Lucien de Montforte turned the letter over in his hands, his gaze shuttered, his mind far away as he stared out the window over the downs that stood like sentinels against the fading twilight. A breath of pink still glowed in the western sky, but it would soon be gone. He hated this time of night, this still and lonely hour just after sunset when old ghosts were near, and distant memories welled up in the heart with the poignant nearness of yesterday, close enough to see yet always too elusive to touch.

But the letter was real. Too real.

He ran a thumb over the heavy vellum, the bold, elegant script that had been so distinctive of Charles's style — both on paper, in thought, and on the field — still looking as fresh as if it had been written yesterday, not last April. His own name was there on the front: To His Grace the Duke of Blackheath, Blackheath Castle, nr. Ravenscombe, Berkshire, England.

They were probably the last words Charles had ever written.

Carefully, he folded the letter along creases that had become fragile and well-worn. The blob of red wax with which his brother had sealed the letter came together at the edges like a wound that had never healed, and try as he might to avoid seeing them, his gaze caught the words that someone, probably Billingshurst, had written on the back....

Found on the desk of Captain Lord Charles Adair de Montforte on the 19th of April 1775, the day on which his lordship was killed in the fighting at Concord. Please deliver to addressee.

A pang went through him. Dead, gone, and all but forgotten, just like that.

The duke of Blackheath carefully laid the letter inside the drawer, which he shut and locked. He gazed once more out the window, lord of all he surveyed but unable to master his own bitter emptiness. A mile away, at the foot of the downs, he could just see the twinkling lights of Ravenscombe village, could envision its ancient church with its Norman tower and tombs of de Montforte dead. And there, inside, high on the stone wall of the chancel, was the simple bronze plaque that was all they had to tell posterity that his brother had ever even lived.

Charles, the second son.

God help them all if anything happened to him, Lucien, and the dukedom passed to the third.

No. God would not be so cruel.

He snuffed the single candle and with the darkness enclosing him, the sky still glowing beCover_TheDefiantOne_HRyond the window, moved from the room.


Berkshire, England, 1776

Chapter 1

The Flying White was bound for Oxford, and it was running late. Now, trying to make up time lost to a broken axle, the driver had whipped up the team, and the coach careered through the night in a cacophony of shouts, thundering hooves, and cries from the passengers who were clinging for their lives on the roof above.

Strong lanterns cut through the rainy darkness, picking out ditches, trees, and hedgerows as the vehicle hurtled through the Lambourn Downs at a pace that had Juliet Paige's heart in her throat. Because of Charlotte, her six-month-old daughter, Juliet had been lucky enough to get a seat inside the coach, but even so, her head banged against the leather squabs on the right, her shoulder against an elderly gent on her left, and her neck ached with the constant side to side movement. On the seat across from her, another young mother clung to her two frightened children, one huddled under each arm. It had been a dreadful run up from Southampton indeed, and Juliet was feeling almost as ill as she had during the long sea voyage over from Boston.

The coach hit a bump, became airborne for a split second, and landed hard, snapping her neck, throwing her violently against the man on her left, and causing the passengers clinging to the roof above to cry out in terror. Someone's trunk went flying off the coach, but the driver never slowed the galloping team.

"God help us!" murmured the young mother across from Juliet as her children cringed fearfully against her.

Juliet grasped the strap and hung her head, fighting nausea as she hugged her own child. Her lips touched the baby's downy gold curls. "Almost there," she whispered, for Charlotte's ears alone. "Almost there — to your papa's home."

Suddenly without warning, there were shouts, a horse's frightened whinny, and violent curses from the driver. Someone on the roof screamed. The coach careened madly, the inhabitants both inside and out shrieking in terror as the vehicle hurtled along on two wheels for another forty or fifty feet before finally crashing heavily down on its axles with another neck-snapping jolt, shattering a window with the impact and spilling the elderly gent to the floor. Outside, someone was sobbing in fear and pain.

And inside, the atmosphere of the coach went as still as death.

"We're being robbed!" cried the old man, getting to his knees to peer out the rain-spattered window.

Shots rang out. There was a heavy thud from above, then movement just beyond the ominous black pane. And then suddenly, without warning it imploded, showering the inside passengers in a hail of glass.Cover_TheWickedOne_HR

Gasping, they looked up to see a heavy pistol — and a masked face just beyond it.

"Yer money or yer life. Now!"


It was the very devil of a night. No moon, no stars, and a light rain stinging his face as Lord Gareth Francis de Montforte sent his horse, Crusader, flying down the Wantage road at a speed approaching suicide. Stands of beech and oak shot past, there then gone. Pounding hooves splashed through puddles and echoed against the hedgerows that bracketed the road. Gareth glanced over his shoulder, saw nothing but a long empty stretch of road behind him, and shouted with glee. Another race won — Perry, Chilcot, and the rest of the Den of Debauchery would never catch him now!

Laughing, he patted Crusader's neck as the hunter pounded through the night. "Well done, good fellow! Well done —"

And pulled him up sharply at he passed Wether Down.

It took him only a moment to assess the situation.

Highwaymen. And by the looks of it, they were helping themselves to the pickings — and passengers — of the Flying White from Southampton.

The Flying White? The young gentleman reached inside his coat pocket and pulled out his watch, squinting to see its face in the darkness. Damned late for the Flying White...

He dropped the timepiece back into his pocket, steadied Crusader, and considered what to do. No gentlemen of the road, this lot, but a trio of desperate, hardened killers. The driver and guard lay on the ground beside the coach, both presumably dead. Somewhere a child was crying, and now one of the bandits, with a face that made a hatchet look kind, smashed in the windows of the coach with the butt end of his gun. Gareth reached for his pistol. The thought of quietly turning around and going back the way he'd come never occurred to him. The thought of waiting for his friends, probably a mile behind thanks to Crusader's blistering speed, didn't occur to him, either. Especially when he saw one of the bandits yank open the door of the coach and haul out a struggling young woman.

He had just the briefest glimpse of her face — scared, pale, beautiful — before one of the highwaymen shot out the lanterns of the coach and darkness fell over the entire scene. Someone screamed. Another shot rang out, silencing the frightened cry abruptly.

His face grim, the young gentleman knotted his horse's reins and removed his gloves, pulling each one carefully off by the fingertips. With a watchful eye on the highwaymen, he slipped his feet from the irons and vaulted lightly down from the thoroughbred's tall back, his glossy top boots of Spanish leather landing in chalk mud up to his ankles. The horse never moved. He doffed his fine new surtout and laid it over the saddle along with his tricorn and gloves. He tucked the lace at his wrist safely inside his sleeve to protect it from any soot or sparks his pistol might emit. Then he crept through the knee-high weeds and nettles that grew thick at the side of the road, priming and loading the pistol as he moved stealthily toward the stricken coach. He would have time to squeeze off only one shot before they were upon him, and that one shot had to count…


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

danelle3Multi-award winning and critically acclaimed author Danelle Harmon is the author of ten books, previously published in print and distributed in many languages throughout the world. A Massachusetts native, she married her English husband while living in the United Kingdom, and both now make their home in Massachusetts with their daughter Emma and numerous animals including four dogs, an Egyptian Arabian horse, and a flock of pet chickens.

Danelle welcomes email from her readers and can be reached at danelle@danelleharmon.com , on the web at http://www.danelleharmon.com, or through her Facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/DanelleHarmon


Danelle will be awarding a digital copy of book two, "The Beloved One" to one randomly drawn commenter at every stop and a $25 Amazon GC to one randomly drawn commenter during the tour. So go ahead and leave a message for Danelle!

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Book Pushalooza!!

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Overview of Dark Isle

When evil begets evil, a choice is forced on Quinn, the one person who can see the danger. Does she save the ones she loves, or does she save the world from Chaos?

As the realms of Fae and human collide, Quinn's future has never looked so grim, or so damn impossible.

Genre- Urban Fantasy
Overview of Enemy in Blue

The streets aren't safe when your enemy wears a blue uniform and a gold badge.
What if the good guys weren't good?
What if a cop went rogue and killed an innocent man?
What if it was all caught on video and the cop would do anything to cover it up?
Chase this lawless cop through the streets and to a scintillating series of showdowns with Cruz Marquez, a young attorney trying to nail down his enemy in blue.
Will justice be served?
Genre- Thriller

Overview of Land of the Noonday Sun

When two strangers have nothing left but their dreams, they must forge a relationship in Nantahala, North Carolina, a small town known as Land of the Noonday Sun.

A man with a traumatic past is able to turn his life around and is happy with his chosen career as a whitewater guide. Everything changes though when fate hurls a woman into his path. His carefree life is in turmoil, and his former weaknesses threaten to overtake him. Will he be strong enough when tragedy strikes and is once again in danger of losing everything he loves?
Genre- Contemporary Romance

Overview of This Time Forever

Delaney Brannigan and Blake Morrisson met at the Cedar Cove annual costume dance, known only to each other as the leopard and the cowboy--but, as Delaney soon discovers, the cowboy she'd thought had ridden off into the sunset never to tempt her again, is none other than the man she came from New York to find and discredit. Against her will, Delaney is drawn deeper and deeper into an overwhelming attraction to Blake--an attraction she can't give in to if she wants to keep the one thing she values more than anything else.
Genre- Contemporary Romance

Overview of Cassidy Jones and the Secret Formula

Fourteen-year-old Cassidy Jones wakes up the morning after a minor accident in the laboratory of a world-renowned geneticist to discover that her body has undergone some bizarre physical changes. Her senses, strength, and speed have been radically enhanced.

Lives are put at risk when they find themselves embroiled in a dangerous, action-packed adventure. Soon they are forced to confront a maniacal villain willing to do anything - including murder - to reach his own ambitious goals.

Genre- YA/MG Superhero

Overview of Gray Justice

Gray Justice is the fast-paced debut thriller from Alan McDermott. When a killer walks free from court, the victim's father sees just two options: accept the judge's decision; or take on the entire British justice system. Tom Gray chooses the latter and his crusade attracts instant worldwide media coverage. It was just what Tom was hoping for, but it brought him a lot more than he bargained for.

Gray Justice is much more than a simple tale of revenge: it's a rollercoaster ride with an ending you'll never forget!
Genre- Thriller
Overview of Gone at Zero Hundred 00:00

"Their lives are in the hands of two 18-year-olds..."
A Prominent P.I. is gunned down - killed by a sniper - and it’s broadcasted on live TV.
Now, her daughter, along with her childhood pal, are thrust into a complex and riveting thriller forced to take on a secret club whose members call themselves The Privileged Ones.
Murder. Teen abductions and illegal underground parties.
They’re chased by men in ski-masks, nearly gunned down by members of a cartel, and the only way to bring down this criminal enterprise; is to crash a Mardi Gras bash and stop their private cruise ship from sailing off into the sunset.


Overview of Allegiance

Who do YOU pledge allegiance to?

After exposing one of the most notorious rings of police corruption in history, lawyer Cruz Marquez planned on starting a new life south of the border. That plan unraveled when an extremist group of Minutemen captured and tortured him and his wife.

Will Cruz pledge allegiance to do right, or will he do anything to serve up revenge?

Genre- Thriller

Overview of Curbchek Reload

Curbchek-Reload is a dark account of the streets as they were worked by Zach Fortier, a dangerously deranged cop. Welcome back to the inner city and the twisted mentality of Zach Fortier. Patrolling the streets, broken and mentally damaged from years of urban violence, Zach fights a losing battle to maintain a hold on reality. Join him in the passenger seat of a police cruiser for more of the darker and meaner side of life: The inner city. In Curbchek-Reload you get a front row seat to an attempted murder of a cop, suicide attempts, rapes, and DARK cop humor. Curbchek-Reload - Fasten your bullet proof vest and buckle your seatbelt, it is gonna be a wild ride!

Genre- Police Procedural 

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Saturday, July 21, 2012

My Spotlight: The Rook by Daniel O'Malley


The Rook

The body you are wearing used to be mine.
So begins the letter Myfanwy Thomas is holding when she awakes in a London park surrounded by bodies all wearing latex gloves. With no recollection of who she is, Myfanwy must follow the instructions her former self left behind to discover her identity and track down the agents who want to destroy her.
She soon learns that she is a Rook, a high-ranking member of a secret organization called the Chequy that battles the many supernatural forces at work in Britain. She also discovers that she possesses a rare, potentially deadly supernatural ability of her own.
In her quest to uncover which member of the Chequy betrayed her and why, Myfanwy encounters a person with four bodies, an aristocratic woman who can enter her dreams, a secret training facility where children are transformed into deadly fighters, and a conspiracy more vast than she ever could have imagined.
Filled with characters both fascinating and fantastical, THE ROOK is a richly inventive, suspenseful, and often wry thriller that marks an ambitious debut from a promising young writer.

Friday, July 20, 2012

Guest Blog and Giveaway by J Bennett

Getting Creative On A Schedule

One Author Explains How, When It Comes To Writing, Routine Is Essential

I have a muse. Her name is Bridgette, and she and I get along, for the most part. Honestly though, she can be a real flake sometimes. I also suspect that she may unsuccessfully be trying to break a smoking habit, because there are days where Bridgette will duck out, leaving me to stare at the blank page on my laptop wondering where all my great ideas just went.

Even when Bridgette sneaks out for a smoke break or takes the entire day off (almost always without calling ahead), I still have to write. Muse or no, the words must go on the page.

Inspiration certainly has an honored place among all artists, but for most of us, inspiration cannot sustain us through the creation of an entire work, especially a months-long or years-long project like writing and polishing a novel. This blog post is about the decidedly unsexy way most authors – myself included – actually get that whole writing thing done: we turn writing into a routine.

Art and routine ; the two concepts seem to go together like oil and water, but actually routine is almost a necessity for most authors. Writing a novel is an endeavor that requires hour after hour, day after day of steady concentration to build, to polish, to tear down and rebuild.

Inspiration still has its place, of course, but inspiration rarely reaches fruition without a strong established work routine behind it. Take my experience for example:

The impetus for my debut novel Falling – Girl With Broken Wings was a scene that flashed across my mind in a sudden moment of inspiration. I saw a college-aged girl huddled at a table in a bland motel room, shivering, trying to hold herself back from doing something terrible. In the second bed behind her, a boy sleeps, completely unaware of the turmoil the girl is going through. His body is outlined in a beautiful swirl of incandescent energy. It’s this energy that draws the girl, that calls to her like a siren’s song. She stands, and as she walks toward the bed, the skin of her palms peels back, and veiny orbs lift out.

When this scene first came to me, I immediately flipped open my laptop and began to write what I saw. Those words became the prologue for my novel, but after it was down, I realized that the rest of the book wouldn’t come so easily. Completing my novel would take dedication, a harnessing of creative energy and a strong show of support from Bridgette the muse.

Over time, that single scene blossomed into a story. The girl in the motel room became Maya, my quirky narrator who is kidnapped and changed into something other than human. The sleeping boy turned into Gabe, her good-natured and too-trusting half-brother. As the scenes progressed, Bridgette and I settled into a routine. I found that it was easiest to write in the morning as soon as I woke up when my mind was fresh and unencumbered by the responsibilities of the day.

Soon enough, I started waking up naturally at 6 AM and automatically reaching for my laptop. Every day for two years, the hours between 6 and 8 AM each morning became scared writing time. It didn’t matter that the words weren’t perfect, that the plot was a little threadbare in certain places or that Bridgette was out sick for the day. The words came anyway, piling up, turning into something real.

This, in my mind, is what art looks like. It’s not a spark or a transcendent moment. It’s 6 to 8 AM every morning come rain or shine or a cranky muse. After two years of work, Falling was complete. That initial burst of inspiration was now swaddled in a complete story that was completed through routine bursts of creativity. Even after Falling was done, the routine continued, and I’m proud to announce that I just released a follow-up novella, Coping, this month. I’m also hard at work on Landing, book two in the Girl With Broken Wings series, which is slated for January, 2013.

If you want to accomplish something great, whether it’s a novel or some other endeavor, don’t wait on your muse to show up all cheery-eyed and rosy-cheeked. Trust me, that won’t happen too often. Instead, I suggest opening up a regular spot in your schedule which you dedicate to achieving that goal. Keep that time sacred. Don’t let worries, outside obligations or a muse with a smoking habit steal that time away, and you’ll be amazed at what you can accomplish. I know I was.


Falling is J Bennett’s debut novel and the first book in the Girl With Broken Wings series. It is currently available as an ebook for $2.99 on Amazon, Barnes & Noble and Smashwords. Learn more and read a free sample at www.GirlWithBrokenWings.com or visit her Facebook page for news and updates. Coping, a follow-up novella was released in July, 2012. J Bennett is a professional copywriter and copyeditor. She also writes the blog www.ShyWriter.com.

Falling: Girl With Broken Wings

Maya knew something was wrong. The stranger’s glowing hands were a big tipoff.
When the stranger murders Maya’s boyfriend with a single touch, drags her to an abandoned storage unit, and injects her with a DNA-altering serum, Maya prays for a savior.
Instead, the college sophomore gets a double helping of knight-in-not-so-shining-armor when two young men claiming to be her half-brothers pull off a belated rescue. Now Maya is swiftly transforming into an “angel”, one of the scientifically-enhanced, energy-sucking creatures her brothers have spent their whole lives trying to destroy.
Maya’s senses sharpen, her body becomes strong and agile, and she develops the ability to visually see the emotions of those around her as colorful auras…beautiful auras…tempting auras.
One brother wants to save her. The other wants to kill her before she becomes too strong. Maya just wants to go home.
Struggling to control the murderous appetite that fuels her new abilities, Maya must find a way to accept her altered condition and learn to trust her brothers as she joins them in their battle against the secret network of powerful and destructive angels.
Oh, and she’d like a few words with the one who changed her. Words, then lots of stabbing.


I also have been given the opportunity to offer a few eBooks to my lucky readers.  So if you are eager to read the first in the series, just leave a comment for J Bennett here before 27 July 2012.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Book Blitz: Frozen in Time by Marie Symeou

Frozen In Time (Blood of the Gods, #1)

Set in Ancient Greece, a time when the spirit world of gods and goddesses and other immortal beings bleeds into the world of mortals, Frozen in Time is a rich vampire tale of betrayal and revenge, and the eternal longing for blood and love.
After the death of his wife in childbirth, Philip, grief stricken and suicidal, joins the army of his half brother Alexander, with whom he has a very uneasy relationship. But the world of immortals has other plans for him and the vampiric monster Scylla plays on his grief by seducing him in the form of his dead wife.
Horrified when he discovers that he too is now an immortal blood drinker, it becomes his life’s quest to escape Scylla, find a way of destroying her forever, and to hopefully reunite himself with his dead wife's soul in a one way or another.


Author BIO:

Marie Symeou was born in London, where she still lives. She holds a BA (Hons) in Humanities with Literature and is the author of FROZEN IN TIME (Blood of the Gods Trilogy, Book 1), a historical vampire fantasy set in Ancient Greece, and AGE OF DREAMS, a semi-autobiographical tale of fame, love and addiction set against the backdrop of the 1980s music scene. She is also a singer/songwriter and is the vocalist of Violet Eternity. She is currently working on books 2 and 3 of the Blood of the Gods Trilogy as well as writing a cat memoir and a screenplay.


Website http://mariesymeou.com/
Twitter https://twitter.com/#!/marie_p_s
Author Central http://www.amazon.com/Marie-Symeou/e/B005O9NHXE
Facebook http://www.facebook.com/pages/Marie-Symeou-Author/119520001398734
Goodreads  http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5219021.Marie_Symeou

Frozen In Time on Amazon UK http://www.amazon.co.uk/Frozen-In-Time-ebook/dp/B005NW1XHO/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1327916149&sr=8-4

Frozen In Time on Amazon US http://www.amazon.com/Frozen-Time-Blood-Trilogy-ebook/dp/B005NW1XHO/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1341329940&sr=8-2&keywords=frozen+in+time+marie+symeou

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Sizzling Scoop magazine


Sizzling Scoop, is your one stop for all your book news. Interviews and blogs with your favorite authors, as well as articles, reviews, book news (release information, and events), submission calls and more.

If Sizzling Scoop can reach 500 signups on Mailchimp by launch (September 1st) we will give away a Kindle Fire. There will also be giveaways for a $25 gift card for Amazon, and two $10 gift cards for Amazon. The winner’s will be announced in the first issue of Sizzling Scoop. To sign up for Sizzling Scoop please follow this link http://eepurl.com/nzghD

Sizzling Scoop will launch September 1st, 2012.

Upcoming themes:
September – Self publishing

October – Paranormal

November – Erotic (warming up a chilly night)

December – Christmas/Holiday

January – Tips & Tricks on writing, publishing, & marketing

Sizzling Scoop is open to submissions of articles, blogs, short stories, and any other information you think readers would be interested in.

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Monday, July 16, 2012

Book Tour: The Bridge of Deaths by M.C.V. Egan





On August 15th, 1939 an English passenger plane from British Airways Ltd. Crashed in Danish waters between the towns of Nykobing/Falster and Vordingborg. There were five casualties reported and one survivor. Just two weeks before Hitler invaded Poland with the world at the brink of war the manner in which this incident was investigated left much open to doubt. The jurisdiction battle between the two towns and the newly formed Danish secret police, created an atmosphere of intrigue and distrust.
In the winter of 2009-2010 a young executive, Bill is promoted and transferred to London for a major International firm. He has struggled for the better part of his life with nightmares and phobias, which only seem to worsen in London. As he seeks the help of a therapist he accepts that his issues may well be related to a 'past-life trauma'.
Through love, curiosity, archives and the information superhighway of the 21st century Bill travels through knowledge and time to uncover the story of the 1939 plane crash.
The Bridge of Deaths is a love story and a mystery. Fictional characters travel through the world of past life regressions and information acquired from psychics as well as archives and historical sources to solve "One of those mysteries that never get solved" is based on true events and real people, it is the culmination of 18 years of sifting through sources in Denmark, England and the United States, it finds a way to help the reader feel that he /she is also sifting through data and forming their own conclusions.
The journey takes the reader to well known and little known events leading up to the Second World War, both in Europe and America. The journey also takes the reader to the possibility of finding oneself in this lifetime by exploring past lives.

About the Author:

M.C.V. Egan lives in South Florida with her husband and teenage son. She is fluent in four languages; English,Spanish,French and Swedish. From a young age became determined to solve the 'mystery' of her grandfather's death, she has researched this story for almost two decades. The story has taken her to Denmark, England and unconventional world of past lives and psychics.


He perceived himself to be a sensible man. He

surrounded himself with facts and numbers.

Those who worked and interacted with him saw

him as a levelheaded, reasonable, and credible

individual. He was a man of logic and common

sense. And aside from a handful of therapists,

no one knew him, not wholly.

At this point in time, he had exhausted all

sensible, reasonable, credible, traditional,

levelheaded, common sense, and rational options

to try to solve his problem. He now found himself

open to the possibility of the unreasonable,

incredible, irrational, implausible, and

illogical. It could even be said that he was

now open to the possibility of the absurd and

the ridiculous.

He functioned and lived well enough. To

be sure, he functioned and lived better than

most. And until now, this had been acceptable,

a reasonable way of living. But now this was

no longer the case, and at least in part, this

was due to his age. He was now past the age of

thirty, and he began to have a strong desire for

a family of his own. The stress of such desires

could also be a contributing factor that was

aggravating his problem.

His logical mind made him fully aware of one

thing, and that was the type of woman he wanted

to share his life with: the type of woman he

pictured himself riding off into the happily

ever-after proverbial sunset with was not going

to settle for “enough.” It is also probably

important to note here that although he did not

realize it, he was by all accounts a hopeless


Now that he was an accomplished success in

his chosen field and in a financially stable

situation, he felt a need to fulfill other aspects

of his life. As was mentioned before, like so

many men past the age of thirty, he sought to

find a perfect woman, a woman to share his life

with. It was not a particular physical type he

imagined, for he found (as most men do) all pretty

women attractive. The list of requirements for

the perfect woman was more along the lines of

an educational and socioeconomic nature. And,

of course, he required that she have mental


His problems seemed, as so many things in

life, not to be fair. Fortunately, he was not

one to wallow in self-pity. He knew that enough

effort and resources had been spent on various

traditional medicines and therapies to try to

solve his problem. He had also indulged in the

untraditional recreational drug and alcohol

escapism cure, as some do in youth. None of

the aforementioned had worked, not in the long


He had originally sought hypnosis to learn

relaxation and control techniques. The first

hypnosis session taught him how to apply

relaxation techniques. In that session he

learned that while under hypnosis he was always

ultimately in control. He quickly learned that

he could choose to stop the session at any time.

He could do this by simply opening his eyes.

The second session was quite a different

story; it brought back his worst nightmare with

such clarity that he had a strong physical

reaction. He started moving his arms and legs

in such a way that he unfortunately somehow hit

the psychologist and gave the poor man a rather

nasty black eye. The session was interrupted

before he tasted the salty water of the sea,

cold salty water, and saw the bridge (that part

was always in his nightmare).

With an icepack held to his face, the

therapist warned him that a certain door to

his subconscious had been opened and that he

might start having the dream more vividly than

he had in the past. He could not imagine his

dream to feel any more real than it already

did. The therapist also stated that a problem

having lasted seventeen years could hardly be

solved overnight.

Inasmuch as he accepted that the therapy

might work, he had begun to develop a level

of distrust of his doctor. Frankly, he had

developed a strong dislike for the therapist

and felt that the man made him feel inferior.

The doctor was pushing, trying to take him to

places in his mind that he was not ready to

visit. And with regard to what he saw in his

dreams, the therapist had discussed certain …

beliefs he might consider as a possibility for

his problems. These beliefs were such that most

in a world of facts and numbers would find hard

to digest.

He did realize that his first trip to Europe

as a teenager with his school had been the

beginning of his unpleasant dreams. The therapist

called that the trigger. The problem began with

nightmares, but those had grown into other

problems. Aside from the trigger, the doctor

also spoke of layers of trauma acquired after

the trigger. These problems had created certain

obstacles in his life.

At first, the transfer to London had been

a feather in his cap, a desired jump in the

ladder to reach his career goals. As the weeks

passed and he began to feel more and more

uncomfortable, he began to pinpoint that it

had not been puberty, but rather the eighth

grade trip to Europe (the trigger) when it all

began. Here in London he felt this “problem”

was interrupting the way he liked to function

in his life and in his work.

This trigger, according to the therapist—the

therapist he did not like—bridged who he had

been(in a past life) with who he now was. This

principle of past lives was not a tangible idea

that he could relate to. If he needed to believe

in reincarnation at all, he needed facts that

made it seem plausible.

The dreams continued to haunt him. They

started out in different ways but always ended

the same … the same lettering on the wings and

on the side of the aircraft; the taste of salty,

cold water in his mouth; the anxious feeling of

loneliness and apprehension; and, these days,

the inevitability of awakening to a wet bed and

the frustrating and unpleasant feeling that he

had no control over this.

It was his dislike for the therapist that

had introduced him to past-life regression,

coupled with the embarrassment about the black

eye he had given said man. That made him seek

elsewhere for answers on his own. He had to

tackle the problem, as he had a fear of losing

all that he had accomplished: the steady climb

up a corporate ladder—although in his case,

it was more of a fancy marble staircase. This

had been accomplished through hard work and an

extensive and expensive Ivy League education.

Seeking to understand past lives was the very

reason he found himself in one of London’s finest

(if not the finest) bookstores that had survived

the bad economy and competition from Amazon

and other online sources. It was there at the

bookstore, Foyles that he was holding a book

from an impressive source, which explained why

such an unlikely and illogical type of therapy

might actually work.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

My Spotlight: Slated by Teri Terry




Slated (Slated, #1)

Kyla’s memory has been erased,

her personality wiped blank,

her memories lost for ever.

She’s been Slated.

The government claims she was a terrorist, and that they are giving her a second chance - as long as she plays by their rules. But echoes of the past whisper in Kyla’s mind. Someone is lying to her, and nothing is as it seems. Who can she trust in her search for the truth?

My Spotlight: The Chosen Ones by Tiffany Truitt



Chosen Ones (The Lost Souls, #1)

What if you were mankind’s last chance at survival?
Sixteen-year-old Tess lives in a compound in what was once the Western United States, now decimated after a devastating fourth World War. But long before that, life as we knew it had been irrevocably changed, as women mysteriously lost the ability to bring forth life. Faced with the extinction of the human race, the government began the Council of Creators, meant to search out alternative methods of creating life. The resulting artificial human beings, or Chosen Ones, were extraordinarily beautiful, unbelievably strong, and unabashedly deadly.
Life is bleak, but uncomplicated for Tess as she follows the rigid rules of her dystopian society, until the day she begins work at Templeton, the training facility for newly created Chosen Ones. There, she meets James, a Chosen One whose odd love of music and reading rivals only her own. The attraction between the two is immediate in its intensity—and overwhelming in its danger.
But there is more to the goings-on at Templeton than Tess ever knew, and as the veil is lifted from her eyes, she uncovers a dark underground movement bent not on taking down the Chosen Ones, but the Council itself. Will Tess be able to stand up to those who would oppress her, even if it means giving up the only happiness in her life?

Friday, July 13, 2012

Book Tour: Becoming Jolie by Monique O’Connor James

Becoming Jolie Tour

Becoming Jolie by

Monique O’Connor James


Jolie Bourque is trying to finish her thesis and get on with her life. She wanders into Folette, Louisiana, a place plagued by ghost sightings, convinced they are all crazy. No one wants to help her, no one except Hutch Landry and his brother Tucker.

Will she find the monster that is preying on the town's children? Can she stay sane surrounded by madness?

What are her ties to the small town? How will she choose between the brothers?

This is the nightmare that is her life and all just a part of Becoming Jolie.

About the Author:

clip_image004Monique is the mother of two beautiful children and lives in a small community outside of Baton Rouge, Louisiana. She currently works full time as an insurance agent, but her favorite jobs are mother, wife, and author. On her ninth birthday, her mother bought her a journal and said, "Write whatever you want. Just write". And so, a love affair with words was born.

She wrote poetry and short stories in high school and college, until 1993 when her mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. After her mother's death in 1998, deep in depression, she found herself unable to write. Nine years passed, and only on rare occasion did she attempt to write. Finally, in 2007, under the urging of friends, she sat down and pecked out her first novel. It was raw and unpolished, but the process had been unquestionably cathartic.

The next three years were spent filling her hard drive with seven complete manuscripts. At the beginning of 2011, Monique decided it was time to edit the work and share it with the world. She hopes you enjoy the ramblings of a truly southern girl raised in a state rich with heritage and love.

In June of 2011 her first book, The Keepers, was published by Astraea Press and it has been a world wind of excitement ever since. Please check out her website and feel free to contact her at any time via her email, facebook, or twitter.

Website / Wordpress / Facebook / Facebook Author Page

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Book Review: Swipe by Evan Angler



Title: Swipe
Series: Swipe
Author: Evan Angler
Genre: Apocalyptic dystopian fiction
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Publication date: 08 May 2012
Online presence: http://www.tommynelson.com
Source: NetGalley

Goodreads Blurb:
Everyone gets the Mark. It gives all the benefits of citizenship. Yet if getting the Mark is such a good thing, then why does it feel so wrong?

Set in a future North America that is struggling to recover after famine and global war, "Swipe" follows the lives of three kids caught in the middle of a conflict they didn't even know existed. United under a charismatic leader, every citizen of the American Union is required to get the Mark on their 13th birthday in order to gain the benefits of citizenship.

The Mark is a tattoo that must be swiped by special scanners for everything from employment to transportation to shopping. It's almost Logan Langly's 13th birthday and he knows he should be excited about getting the Mark, but he hasn't been able to shake the feeling he's being watched. Not since his sister went to get her Mark five years ago . . . and never came back.

When Logan and his friends discover the truth behind the Mark, will they ever be able to go back to being normal teenagers? Find out in the first book of this exciting series that is "Left Behind" meets "Matched" for middle-grade readers.

My thoughts:

Logan’s thirteen’s birthday is coming up.  Turning thirteen is a big event in everyone’s life now.  Since the war changed life forever, everyone needs to Pledge on their thirteenth birthday.  Your life depends on it.  THE MARK allows you to get a job, to vote or even buy food.  You can do nothing (legal) without it.

Logan is understandingly nervous.  His sister never came back from the centre where she went for her pledge on her thirteenth birthday.  A bad reaction was all that they were told but suddenly small things are making Logan wonder.  Was it really an medical reaction or was it something more sinister.

Someone is watching Logan.

At the beginning of the new school term a new girl arrives at school.  Erin is the daughter of “someone working for the government”.  Soon Logan is confiding in Erin and she rebels by helping him “investigate” what he assumes is happening to him.

I enjoyed the dystopian world that was built with houses 20 stories tall (space is at a premium and rooms are built on top of each other not next to each other).  It was all very believable and you could feel the tension throughout. 

Logan was a likeable character and I soon started caring what happened to him.  I am not sure that I really liked Erin – I felt suspicious of her throughout.

This was an easy read and will appeal to lovers of dystopian thrillers.


Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Book Blitz: Abundace (Food from the Cape) by Marlene van der Westhuizen


I live in Cape Town, so I would love to get my hands on this book.

abundance cover final  (front only)

ABUNDANCE by Marlene van der Westhuizen

At last another big cookbook from Marlene van der Westhuizen!

In Abundance Marlene shares all new recipes and her love and passion for Cape Town and its food.

Writing from her home in Green Point, on the slopes of Table Mountain, Marlene celebrates the simple joys of city living with 89 new, delicious and easy-to-make recipes to cook for family and friends. The photographs capture the romance of Marlene’s Cape Town – walks on the Sea Point promenade and through the Green

Point Park, and visits to all her favourite restaurants. Rediscover Cape Town through Marlene’s eyes. Visit the markets and meet the chefs.

City food and city living at its best!

About the author

Marlene van der Westhuizen, is a well-known chef and author of a number of very successful cookbooks – Delectable and Sumptuous are the best-known. She divides her time between Greenpoint in Cape Town and Charroux in France where she runs very popular cooking courses.

About the photographer

Johan Wilke is a professional photographer with 21 years’ experience working in the fashion, food, décor and advertising worlds.



September 2012








Landscape, soft-cover

Also see:

Delectable 9781920434090

Sumptuous 9781920434106

Lazy Lunches 9781920434069

Decadent Dinners 9781920434052

Delightful Desserts 9781920434212

For marketing enquiries contact Thando Nkosi at thando@panmacmillan.co.za

For Publicity enquiries contact Tarryn Talbot at tarryn@panmacmillan.co.za

For orders contact Precious Legoabe at precious@panmacmillan.co.za

Or call 011 731 3440