Sunday, May 17, 2020

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Thursday, May 14, 2020

Selena Rose by Rhiannon Futch

Feeling a little witchy and romantic? Check out an excerpt from Selena Rose, a paranormal romance from Rhiannon Futch. Be sure to check out the rest of the tour for even more excerpts and extra chances to enter the giveaway! Make sure you also leave some comments and questions for Rhiannon along the way.

23-year-old Selena is a single mom with a bonus, witchy healing abilities. What happens when her ex walks back into her life with an agenda?

As is that wasn’t enough this gorgeous, though obviously crazy, woman shows up at her favorite café claiming to be her dead mom.

Selena just wants to keep raising her daughter in peace, maybe date that hot shifter she knows, is that really too much to ask?

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“Do I know you?”

The lady replies, “You knew me a long time ago and until recently I was blocked from getting anywhere near you.” She stands, tall and elegant. Her white skirt and blouse setting off her skin to perfection, she seems to almost glide over to Selena’s table, “I have waited a very long time to look upon your face again.”

Selena is very confused and a little frightened, who is this lady? She is gorgeous, but gorgeous doesn’t mean safe. “How do we know each other?”

“Selena, I’m your mother.”

“What? My mother is dead,” Selena stands angrily, “How dare you? What is your game lady? Who the **** do you think you are?”

“Hear me out please, may I sit with you? To talk, nothing more. I promise to explain and I can provide proof that I am who I say I am.”

“I don’t know if I want to sit here and listen to you. For all I know you are out of your mind and want to take me with you.”

“You have no reason to trust me, I know. If I show you a picture of you and me and your father, will you at least hear me out?”

“A picture? You have a picture of me from when?”

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Rhiannon writes urban fantasy/paranormal romance. She is an avid reader of many authors in a variety of genre though she tends more toward fantasy.

She has three former pound puppies that she dotes on and three daughters that she adores.

Rhiannon has lived in multiple states though she is currently residing in North Carolina. Wandering, witching, and reading with her puppies and husband are what she does when she isn't writing.

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Friday, May 8, 2020

House of the Twelfth Planet by Miriam Newman

Welcome to the book tour for House of the Twelfth Planet, the third book in the Scion series by Miriam Newman. Check out an excerpt before you download your own copy. And then take a sneak peek into her upcoming book Warlord. Be sure to let her know what you think! And then follow the tour for even more. Best of luck entering the giveaway!

To whom does Lela owe her loyalty: her own people or the Thelonian Lord who loves her?

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Roger remained, fingers tented, studying his viewscreen at some length after Dervin had gone back to his own office. The Governor had learned to trust his assistant’s judgment. Dervin might be somewhat quick to judge the weak spots in any immigration request, but he had been proven right more than once. Roger did not always make a habit of reviewing such requests so carefully, leaving those matters largely to his assistant. But he was studying the medical records of a woman who had no idea he had them. He doubted she even knew what they were or that they had been obtained while she lay in stasis. That was simply standard procedure, but in this instance, they had been of note.

Her Lord was, in all probability, a firebrand. But that did not so much concern Roger. There were as yet no political divisions to be exploited in his tiny domain. If that Merc energy could be channeled in a positive direction, Caius of the House of Bardin could prove to be an asset.

If, on the other hand, he had inflicted the damages Roger was seeing...well, that was another matter. No woman would be treated that way while he was Governor.

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In approximately three months, my publisher should be releasing my fantasy historical romance “Warlord.” Those who read my book “Spirit Awakened” may recognize some of the characters, but it is not strictly necessary. Each book is written as a stand-alone.

“Warlord” is a full length novel set in a fantasy world where emerging countries are fighting for ascendancy. One young nation, Westenia, has been invaded and occupied in the recent past by an older but still savagely aggressive neighbor state, Covetia. This invasion was led by Senec, son of a famous old Covetian warlord, Atulfa. What Senec completely failed to take into consideration was the treachery of his half brother, Caln, who gave the formula for gunpowder to Westenia. This led to the annihilation of Senec’s forces and his own capture, from which he was released only through Caln’s intervention. This was done with the understanding that Senec would act as an intermediary to ensure peace between his father and the new Westenian state.

Failing at diplomacy, Senec engineers the murder of not only his father but also his older half brother, Dyak, who would have followed in his father’s footsteps and sacrificed the Covetians to a war with Westenia they could not win, all out of pride. Instead, Senec buries him--rather gruesomely.

In the process, Senec inherits his father’s many wives, most of whom are doddering, but one is a young girl, Ganina. The old warlord’s wives hate Ganina and will no doubt murder her, so Senec takes her into his tent to protect her. Of course, Ganina is also a good looking girl and Senec is no Boy Scout, so his motives are not entirely noble. He further establishes that by returning his own wives to their fathers even though they poisoned his father and half brother to advance his interests. Ganina is terrified of him, questioning her fate at the hands of a man capable of such deeds.

OK, that’s enough teasers. Let it suffice to say that the remainder of the book is not only a story of war, politics and intrigue, but also love literally arising from the ashes.

The research for this book was absolutely fascinating. Much of it involved studying ancient Mongol culture. Yes, I am speaking of the nomads of the steppes who conquered large portions of their known world. This has always been an area of interest for me, since some of my descent from Russian ancestors on my mother’s side was long rumored and actually confirmed by DNA analysis to arise from this steppe blood. No, Genghis is not an ancestor. But somebody was! This probably explains a lot.

Here is hoping readers who enjoy this genre will like “Warlord.”

Fantasy poetry driven by myths and legends has been my passion for as long as I can remember. I was published in poetry before catching the romance writing bug. I bring that background to my writing along with a lifelong addiction to horses, an 18-year career in various areas of psychiatric social services and many trips to Ireland, where I nurture my muse. My published works range from contemporary fantasy romance to fantasy historical, futuristic, science fiction and historical romance. Currently I live in rural Pennsylvania with a "motley crew" of rescue animals. You can see my books at



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Thursday, May 7, 2020

Mayhem and the Marquess by Win Hollows

This one is for fans of historical romantic suspense with a bit of heat to it! Check out an excerpt from Mayhem and the Marquess by Win Hollows before you download your own copy. Be sure to let her know what you think in the comments. And follow the tour for even more fun! There's also a giveaway at the end.

Daughter of an infamous murderer, Ivy Wollard now wields knives instead of needlepoint to survive in a society where no one wants her. When the Marquess of Blackbourne comes along and ruins her chance at a better life, she decides she’d rather have her toes eaten by eels than agree to his proposed scheme. There’s no way her surrender has anything to do with the mesmerizing angle of his jawline or the wicked twinkle in his eyes.

But Asher Blackbourne has a secret. He knows it’s just a matter of time until he goes mad and loses his illustrious title, so when Ivy falls into his path, he realizes he could use her to keep his house of cards from falling down. If every illicit touch between them doesn’t drive him mad first, that is.

Yet Ivy cannot escape her grisly legacy and the dark desires of her father’s admirers. What if violence runs through her veins, and no one who gets close is safe? Mayhem will descend as this rake finally falls for the enigmatic woman who might be just his brand of poison…Er, cure, of course.

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Blackbourne came towards the clawfoot tub, running a finger along the porcelain edge.

Ivy shrank back instinctively into the steam.

He chuckled. “Don’t worry, love. I won’t bite,” he drawled, and then paused. “Yet.”

She inhaled as his eyes flashed promises of things she wasn’t sure she understood.

“Your bathwater is quite thoroughly unrevealing with all those suds. What a pity.” He sighed, pulling the nearby chair closer to the tub and lowering himself down into it. “Will you wash your hair for me?”

Ivy blinked “Right now?” she choked, reaching up to pat her hair, which she’d styled in a high chignon.

He nodded, his posture relaxed, although Ivy knew this to be deceptive. He was waiting to hear her answer with taut focus. When she didn’t move a muscle, Blackbourne interrupted her tumultuous thoughts with a soft suggestion. “Let me help you.”

The words reached out to her with tendrils that wrapped her consciousness in a sensual fog, causing the hair on her nape to rise. This was not done, she knew. A proper lady would never allow a gentleman to touch her hair, much less while she bathed. But what about any of their arrangement was proper in the first place? Who would even know?

Besides him.

So she reached up slowly so as not to disturb the water covering her chest and drew the stickpin from her hair, letting its length fall in a heavy coil down her back.

His sharp intake of breath echoed in the tiled chamber.

Was that a good thing? Ivy’s body trembled as she watched him rise and come towards her through the steam…

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Wednesday, May 6, 2020

The Right to Remain Silent by Anya Summers

Anya Summers is back with a new installment of her contemporary erotic series Crescent City. Enjoy an excerpt from The Right to Remain Silent before you download your own copy. And then be sure to follow the tour for even more! Leave questions and comments along the way and enter the giveaway!

The Right To Remain Silent

He never expects to find her there…

Officer Quinten Blackthorne is working undercover to bring the Rudnikov Mob Empire to its knees. He never expects to find his best friend’s baby sister, Becca, in the center of a powder keg situation at the infamous mobster’s home. With her life on the line, he does the only thing he can think of to save her – he pretends that she’s his fiancée, who knows nothing of his clandestine activities with the criminal enterprise, and stands as her stalwart protector.

Forced into marriage…

But Quinten never expects the mob boss to force them into marriage at gunpoint as a test of loyalty. Not to mention, the idea of her belonging to him isn’t unappealing, nor is he as averse to the prospect as he lets on. Becca, with her sweet curves and take no prisoners attitude, fascinates him, stirs him, and leaves him craving her submission. Yet his past is fraught with broken dreams and death, so he uses his friendship with her brother as a shield against his yearning to claim her as his own.

Resistance is futile…

However, circumstances soon compel Becca and Quinten to become the most unlikely allies in a deadly game of deception. Now they must depend on one another for survival. As they race to unlock the keys to breaking the case, will Quinten be able to maintain his hands-off policy with Becca? Or will he surrender to the earth-shattering passion and turn their marriage of convenience into the real deal?

Publisher’s Note: This steamy friends to lovers romance contains elements of power exchange. While it’s the third in the Crescent City Kings series, it can be enjoyed independently.

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Quinten beg someone? Yeah, right.
She imagined even the Hell’s Angels motorcycle gang moved out of Quinten’s way when he approached. In front of the entire crime entourage, he snarled, “What the fuck are you doing here, Becca?”
Rudnikov glanced between them, speculative interest and suspicion in his dead gaze. “You two know each other, Quinten?”
Quinten grabbed her hand and squeezed her fingers. Hard. Like he was trying to pass along a meaning that she still didn’t understand—mainly because her entire day had taken on a weird damn Twilight Zone bent, with danger and betrayal filtering in through every crack. Quinten, with her hand still gripped in his much larger one, turned to Rudnikov and said, “Yes, we do know each other. She’s my fiancée, sir. She doesn’t know that I work for you.”
At the pressure on her hand, and Quinten’s declaration, Becca stared at Quinten like he had gone mad. Fiancée? What the hell? What was the man playing at?
“Is that a fact? I don’t see a ring on her hand,” Rudnikov replied, his face an inscrutable mask.
That was it. They were dead. Her story would end, here, now, holding Quinten’s hand. On the bright side, Becca thought, she wouldn’t die alone. Tension oozed in the room. She’d frozen and even forgot to breathe. The guards had their hands in position against their firearms. Becca prayed she wouldn’t pass out or pee in her pants in terror.
“That’s because she’s miffed with me. We had a fight the other night and she took it off. But she loves me.” Quinten stared down at her from his six foot plus height, his cognac gaze imparting a play along message while he pretended to be a man besotted.
Becca didn’t understand—any of it. Not why Sasha had betrayed her trust, or whether Quinten was a dirty cop and only coming to her rescue because he was friends with her brother, or whether the mob boss intended to let her walk out of his house alive.
“Is this true, Miss O’Malley?” Rudnikov asked like he was daring her to dispute Quinten’s outlandish claim.
Pain shot up her arm from her hand as Quinten squeezed. Becca tried to keep her expression serene. Doubt shrouded Rudnikov’s hard glare. Better to have the crime boss believe she was with Quinten than alone and at his mercy. With a silent prayer, she tossed her lot in with the devil she knew. “It’s true, Mister Rudnikov. I’m engaged to the big lug—for now, at least.”
“And why just for now?” Rudnikov’s stare made her want to squirm. But she held it together—barely. Staring Rudnikov in his eyes the color of mahogany, Becca knew what it was like to stare evil in the face. The man would have no qualms about ending her life, right here, right now. The bastard wouldn’t even flinch at the blood spilled in his ornate sitting room.
“Because the blasted man keeps dragging his heels. Any time I try to set a date, he gives me the runaround. He’s the one who proposed and made me all insane with wanting the whole fairytale wedding deal. It’s almost like he doesn’t want to marry me, and I took the ring off until he’s willing to set a date. And why didn’t you tell me about all this, sweetie?” She glanced at Quinten and found approval there.
Rudnikov chuckled and said in a deprecating manner, “Because business is the providence of men, Miss O’Malley… and to show that there are no hard feelings, I will help you young lovebirds out. I can’t have one of my men breaking a vow with my newest business associate, now can I? You’ll marry. Tonight, in fact. Robbie, call Father Vincent. Ask him to be here within the hour to perform a marriage ceremony.”
“But, but… I don’t think—” Becca sputtered. Marry Quinten? Was Rudnikov serious?
Quinten’s hold on her hand tightened even more. She wondered if she would have any bones left before the night was over, or if they would crack into jagged pieces. Quinten protested, “Sir, that’s a generous offer. But she wants a big church wedding and I don’t—”
Rudnikov waved him off. “Nonsense. It will happen tonight. You can always do the fancy wedding later.”
Becca opened her mouth to refuse but shut it again at Rudnikov’s piercing glare. In the game of chicken, he had called their bluff and was waiting to strike. Becca moved closer to Quinten, choosing her side.

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About Anya Summers

Born in St. Louis, Missouri, Anya grew up listening to Cardinals baseball and reading anything she could get her hands on. She remembers her mother saying if only she would read the right type of books instead binging her way through the romance aisles at the bookstore, she’d have been a doctor. While Anya never did get that doctorate, she graduated cum laude from the University of Missouri-St. Louis with an M.A. in History.

Anya is a bestselling and award-winning author published in multiple fiction genres. She also writes urban fantasy, paranormal romance, and contemporary romance under the name Maggie Mae Gallagher. A total geek at her core, when she is not writing, she adores attending the latest comic con or spending time with her family. She currently lives in the Midwest with her two furry felines.

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