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Beloved Enemy joined Starquest and Children of the Mist to continue the Destiny Trilogy and I'm thrilled to announce was shortlisted for the R.N.A. RoNA Awards 2017, awarded 2nd Runner up in the RONE Awards 2017 and was the winner in the SF/Fantasy category of the 'Best Banter Contest'.
Tuesday 15 September 2015
Monday 14 September 2015
Quest of a Scottish Warrier, by Sky Purrington - Spotlight and Giveaway
Quest of a Scottish Warrior
The MacLomain Series: Later Years
Book 1
Sky Purington
Genre: Time-travel Fantasy Romance
Date of Publication: September 8, 2015
ASIN: B010EKKQUE
Number of pages: 257
Word Count: 82,800
Cover Artist: Tamra Westberry
Book Description:
Historian and ancestry website owner, Cassie first became interested in her long lost Broun clan when she realized life was about to change forever. Faced with possible blindness, she seeks out her Scottish bloodline only to discover there is so much more to it than she could have anticipated. Not only will she find answers to her questions but a doorway into the distant past via a Claddagh ring.
Betrothed since birth to a lass he has never met, Chieftain Logan MacLomain thought the unending tie between his clan and the Brouns was long past. Never was he more wrong. When Cassie appears in a skirmish on the border of his clan’s land, all his noble intentions are put to the test. To desire her is wrong but still he seeks her out every chance he gets. Just a glimpse of her passing smile brightens the honorable yet lonely path he must see through.
Everything changes for Cassie and Logan the day war ravages a nearby village and a young king’s fate is put at risk. Scotland’s future hangs in the balance as denied love blossoms and four MacLomain warriors band together to save all that might soon be lost. Set to avenge the harm done, Logan embarks on a quest with Cassie that will take them both down a road fraught with risk, heartache and the beginning of an end they never saw coming.
Excerpt:
Cassie nodded and as they’d done the past couple of nights, they settled into comfortable conversation. She was a pleasure to chat with. Though humble, she possessed a sharp wit. He suspected had she pursued any of her college majors, she would have excelled.
Yet the more he got to know her the more he sensed she lived her life a certain way…as if she knew its outcome already. Almost like someone planning to move to another country and preparing themselves for a different language and customs. Eventually, he intended to find out exactly what she was getting ready for. Whatever it was, it had her purposely changing subjects on a somewhat regular basis.
As he figured she would, Cassie eventually said, “Why are we eating separately from everyone tonight?”
Though tempted to say it was unintentional, he would be lying. The truth was he wanted her all to himself. “‘Twas a trying experience earlier. I thought you might want some privacy to relax.”
She arched her brow and offered a lopsided grin. “Yet you’re here.”
“Well, you cannae be alone in these woods, lass.” He polished off his meat and leaned back on his hands so that his shoulder was almost against hers. Voice lowered, he said, “And I’ll admit to wanting to spend some time alone with you. ‘Tis a luxury I rarely get.”
“Ah.” This time he didn’t have to touch her to enjoy her becoming blush. His eyes dropped to her mouth when she licked her lips. He had never wanted to taste a lass so much in his life. When she cleared her throat, his eyes slowly returned to hers.
“You should probably stop looking at me like that,” she said.
“Like what?”
“Like we’re here alone for another reason altogether.”
“Aye,” he murmured, caught by how the firelight reflecting off the shrubbery behind her seemed to magnify the pale green in her eyes. Unable to stop himself, he brushed his thumb down her delicate jawline, eager for far more contact. “May I kiss you, lass.”
Her eyes widened slightly. “W-what?”
“Kiss you.” He ran the pad of his thumb over her lower lip and leaned even closer. “I’ve wanted to do it since I pulled you onto my horse that first day.”
“Oh,” she whispered, not shying away.
Wrapping his hand in her hair, he didn’t kiss her right away but brought his lips close to her ear and murmured, “I’ve never seen such a bonnie lass.” He flicked his tongue beneath her dainty earlobe, relishing her quiver. “I’ve never wanted to touch and taste a lass so much that I cannae think straight.”
“Oh,” she whispered again, her head tilting to give him more access. God, she tasted warm and sweet and so bloody soft. He gently peppered kisses along her jaw, desperate to reach her lips but equally eager to sample everything along the way. Sharp arousal speared him when her breath hitched and she squeezed her thighs together. Hell, he had known the lass less than a week and he’d already imagined a hundred different ways he wanted to make love to her.
At last, his lips hovered over hers, savoring the heat of her breath, the ravenous anticipation before he finally…
“Och, m’laird, ye should have gotten to that sooner,” Machara quipped as she came around the corner.
Cassie pulled back sharply and Logan scowled as he redirected his attention to his intrusive cousin. “What is it?”
About the Author:
Sky Purington is the best-selling author of seventeen novels and several novellas. A New Englander
born and bred, Sky was raised hearing stories of folklore, myth and legend. When combined with a love for nature, romance and time-travel, elements from the stories of her youth found release in her books.
Purington loves to hear from readers and can be contacted at Sky@SkyPurington.com. Interested in keeping up with Sky's latest news and releases? Visit Sky's website, http://www.skypurington.com to download her free App on iTunes and Android or sign up for her quarterly newsletter. Love social networking? Find Sky on Facebook and Twitter.
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Tuesday 8 September 2015
Loving Red - Guest post, Giveaway and interview
I'm so happy to welcome Alisha Costanzo to the Flightdeck once more. Help yourself to something refreshing from the replicator and let's find out a bit more about her book - Loving Red (and don't forget to read her fascinating ideas about writing from the male perspective, and enter the Rafflecopter contest.)
HL: Tell us a little more about yourself.
AC: I'm from a Syracuse suburb. I earned my MFA in creative writing from the University of Central Oklahoma, where I currently teach English. I'm the author of BLOOD PHOENIX: REBIRTH, BLOOD PHOENIX: CLAIMED, and LOVING RED, and co-editor of DISTORTED. UNDERWATER. My new anthology, is undergoing serious edits for its 2016 release. In the meantime, I will continue to corrupt young minds, rant about the government, and daydream about her all around nasty creatures.
HL: Impressive! I wish I'd had a teacher like you when I was at school! Now, tell us three things not many people know about you.
AC: First, I’m already that old Italian Grandma that comes out with a plate of sweets when we have visitors in my house or freshly made lasagna, and I’m only thirty. I feed people to show them I love.
Two, I can draw. My K-12 schools had nice arts programs, so I found my talent for pencil and charcoal young. I’ve won a few awards for it, and I love to watch You-tube videos of people creating pieces of art since I don’t get to draw often myself. And I like watercolors, but I can’t paint with any other materials.
Three, I have some pretty strange celebrity crushes. My number one was/is Robin Williams, even though he’s old enough to be my father and a hairy beast. A funny man is truly sexy. I also love Christopher Walken and Anthony Hopkins. Their acting makes them sexy.
And I have a total girl crush on Mila Kunis and Eliza Dushku.
HL: Oh I used to love to draw and paint (oils). Don't have time now unfortunately. Something else we have in common. What do you do for fun when not writing?
AC: I read, of course, I cook and bake, I teach (yes, for work, but it’s so much fun. I love it), I watch crime shows and The Walking Dead, I watch DIY and How-To videos, play with my cats, and work on website design. I love to spend time chatting with my husband, watching stand-up comics, and listening to his stories. But I’m usually working (grading, editing, writing, or promoting).
HL: What comes first: the plot or the characters?
AC: Most often the characters come first, but they develop closely together. Many times, the characters I work with derive from secondary characters I create in previous stories that just don’t know how to shut up. I also find that internal character conflict develops depth and makes the plot develop more smoothly.
HL: OK. What is your personal definition of success?
AC: Meeting my goals means success for me. I have three whiteboards hung behind my desk with lists of WIPs, ideas, and marketing goals. Each time I fully complete a project, I deem myself a success. Does it sell? I don’t know. Maybe? Does it matter? Not really. If I wrote to make money, I’d take my husband’s advice long ago and write the next 50 Shades of Grey.
That’s just not my style. Lyn chuckles - not mine either, sorry do go on -
After every project, I make more elaborate goals; I push myself harder on my next project(s). I make it a point to keep improving, and as long as I do so, I am successful. It’s a pretty self-fulfilling and selfish definition, but the point of life is to be happy. Why work so hard if we don’t love what we do?
So. If happiness means success, I’ll take it.
HL: What sort of research do you do for your books and what’s your favourite source of information?
AC: I am a research junkie. Most of my preliminary research comes from the internet, where I find multiple sources to ensure I have a full understanding to relay information I am not otherwise familiar with. For example, I did research on how to create a smokeless fire so that Kaia could contribute to their survival in the woods.
I also love to use people for my research purposes. For LOVING RED, I focused on my husband for Sev’s background and the military aspects of the story. In fact, he makes a cameo in the novel as Private Webb, and he actually preached at his Dzus fasteners to tighten them all on the first try. I also referred my one of my best friends, Laura, whom I often refer to as the “real Kaia.” She helped me with the accounting aspects and the Christian ones pertinent to Kaia’s character. When Kaia talks to the moon early in the plot, Laura had to coach me through the type of conversation Kaia would have with her at the end of a hard day.
HL: Who is your favorite character in your book and why?
AC: In LOVING RED, my favorite character would have to be Eilon. He’s so different from the others. He was one of those characters that popped up when I needed a plot point and new character and I had no idea what I was doing. My favorite all time character, Boden, came to me in the same fashion. And they’re both fae, go figure.
Why do I love him? Because he breaks the mold of my other characters. He’s male without being big and bad and buff. He’s dramatic and has flair that no one else could pull off the way he does, and he surprised me later in the novel with how truly strong he could be, even in favor of a wolf, his archenemy.
It’s hard not to fall in love with him.
H.L: Sadly our time is nearly up if we want to send you back to Earth safely. Finally, where can readers connect with you?
AC: Readers can connect with me...
On facebook, here: https://www.facebook.com/brokenworldauthor
On goodreads, here: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4618491.Alisha_Costanzo
On my website, here: https://alishamcostanzo.wordpress.com/
On my blog, here:http://alishamcostanzo.wordpress.com/
On Twitter, here: https://twitter.com/AlishaCostanzo
Or via email, here: alishacostanzo@gmail.com
Book Information
Blurb:
For Sergeant Severins Bouvier, silence means tactical
planning and a large death toll, and he can’t
shake how danger threatens him on the beaches of Miami, especially after seeing one of his associates in a local sandwich shop. Worse, the enemy seems fascinated with the woman he can’t stop thinking about—a woman determined not to trust him.
shake how danger threatens him on the beaches of Miami, especially after seeing one of his associates in a local sandwich shop. Worse, the enemy seems fascinated with the woman he can’t stop thinking about—a woman determined not to trust him.
Everything about Sev crashes through Kaia’s carefully placed
boundaries, traps, and avoidances. Regardless of her lack of interest in the
majority of men, the ones that did catch her off guard left a lot of collateral
damage. Who better than a soldier to understand that?
The problem is that she trusts him. Just not with her heart.
Book Links:
It was my pleasure to interview Alisha recently. Here's how our chat went: HL: Tell us a little more about yourself.
AC: I'm from a Syracuse suburb. I earned my MFA in creative writing from the University of Central Oklahoma, where I currently teach English. I'm the author of BLOOD PHOENIX: REBIRTH, BLOOD PHOENIX: CLAIMED, and LOVING RED, and co-editor of DISTORTED. UNDERWATER. My new anthology, is undergoing serious edits for its 2016 release. In the meantime, I will continue to corrupt young minds, rant about the government, and daydream about her all around nasty creatures.
HL: Impressive! I wish I'd had a teacher like you when I was at school! Now, tell us three things not many people know about you.
AC: First, I’m already that old Italian Grandma that comes out with a plate of sweets when we have visitors in my house or freshly made lasagna, and I’m only thirty. I feed people to show them I love.
Two, I can draw. My K-12 schools had nice arts programs, so I found my talent for pencil and charcoal young. I’ve won a few awards for it, and I love to watch You-tube videos of people creating pieces of art since I don’t get to draw often myself. And I like watercolors, but I can’t paint with any other materials.
Three, I have some pretty strange celebrity crushes. My number one was/is Robin Williams, even though he’s old enough to be my father and a hairy beast. A funny man is truly sexy. I also love Christopher Walken and Anthony Hopkins. Their acting makes them sexy.
And I have a total girl crush on Mila Kunis and Eliza Dushku.
HL: Oh I used to love to draw and paint (oils). Don't have time now unfortunately. Something else we have in common. What do you do for fun when not writing?
AC: I read, of course, I cook and bake, I teach (yes, for work, but it’s so much fun. I love it), I watch crime shows and The Walking Dead, I watch DIY and How-To videos, play with my cats, and work on website design. I love to spend time chatting with my husband, watching stand-up comics, and listening to his stories. But I’m usually working (grading, editing, writing, or promoting).
HL: What comes first: the plot or the characters?
AC: Most often the characters come first, but they develop closely together. Many times, the characters I work with derive from secondary characters I create in previous stories that just don’t know how to shut up. I also find that internal character conflict develops depth and makes the plot develop more smoothly.
HL: OK. What is your personal definition of success?
AC: Meeting my goals means success for me. I have three whiteboards hung behind my desk with lists of WIPs, ideas, and marketing goals. Each time I fully complete a project, I deem myself a success. Does it sell? I don’t know. Maybe? Does it matter? Not really. If I wrote to make money, I’d take my husband’s advice long ago and write the next 50 Shades of Grey.
That’s just not my style. Lyn chuckles - not mine either, sorry do go on -
After every project, I make more elaborate goals; I push myself harder on my next project(s). I make it a point to keep improving, and as long as I do so, I am successful. It’s a pretty self-fulfilling and selfish definition, but the point of life is to be happy. Why work so hard if we don’t love what we do?
So. If happiness means success, I’ll take it.
HL: What sort of research do you do for your books and what’s your favourite source of information?
AC: I am a research junkie. Most of my preliminary research comes from the internet, where I find multiple sources to ensure I have a full understanding to relay information I am not otherwise familiar with. For example, I did research on how to create a smokeless fire so that Kaia could contribute to their survival in the woods.
I also love to use people for my research purposes. For LOVING RED, I focused on my husband for Sev’s background and the military aspects of the story. In fact, he makes a cameo in the novel as Private Webb, and he actually preached at his Dzus fasteners to tighten them all on the first try. I also referred my one of my best friends, Laura, whom I often refer to as the “real Kaia.” She helped me with the accounting aspects and the Christian ones pertinent to Kaia’s character. When Kaia talks to the moon early in the plot, Laura had to coach me through the type of conversation Kaia would have with her at the end of a hard day.
HL: Who is your favorite character in your book and why?
AC: In LOVING RED, my favorite character would have to be Eilon. He’s so different from the others. He was one of those characters that popped up when I needed a plot point and new character and I had no idea what I was doing. My favorite all time character, Boden, came to me in the same fashion. And they’re both fae, go figure.
Why do I love him? Because he breaks the mold of my other characters. He’s male without being big and bad and buff. He’s dramatic and has flair that no one else could pull off the way he does, and he surprised me later in the novel with how truly strong he could be, even in favor of a wolf, his archenemy.
It’s hard not to fall in love with him.
H.L: Sadly our time is nearly up if we want to send you back to Earth safely. Finally, where can readers connect with you?
AC: Readers can connect with me...
On facebook, here: https://www.facebook.com/brokenworldauthor
On goodreads, here: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4618491.Alisha_Costanzo
On my website, here: https://alishamcostanzo.wordpress.com/
On my blog, here:http://alishamcostanzo.wordpress.com/
On Twitter, here: https://twitter.com/AlishaCostanzo
Or via email, here: alishacostanzo@gmail.com
Thank you so
much for taking time to visit my blog, it’s been a thrill having you here and
learning more about you and your writing. I wish you much success now and in
the future.
Author Information Section
Author Bio: Alisha Costanzo is from a Syracuse suburb. She
earned her MFA in creative writing from the University of Central Oklahoma,
where she currently teaches English. She’s the author of BLOOD PHOENIX: REBIRTH
and BLOOD PHOENIX: CLAIMED, and co-editor of DISTORTED. UNDERWATER, her new
anthology, is undergoing serious edits for its 2016 release. In the meantime,
she will continue to corrupt young minds, rant about the government, and
daydream about her all around nasty creatures.
Media Links:
Website – www.alishacostanzo.weebly.com
Facebook – www.facebook.com/brokenworldauthor
Twitter – twitter.com/AlishaCostanzo
Goodreads- https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4618491.Alisha_Costanzo
Amazon- http://www.amazon.com/Alisha-Costanzo/e/B00H2R9W9E/
Pinterest – https://www.pinterest.com/alishacostanzo/
Guest Post Section: “Why I Love Writing as a Male.”
Writing in the male perspective is akin to freedom. And
although I love to write empowered women in their various levels or snark,
sarcasm, stubbornness, sweetness, and strength, something about slipping into a
male’s persona liberates me. Granted, most of the time, I find it easier.
No. This isn’t because I believe males are less complex than
females. In general terms, we’re much the same. But I’ve always fancied male
friends over females ones, listening to them fight over videogames, tease each
other, argue with no fallout, and bond without the need to shop for shoes, talk
about the opposite sex (although that can happen with men as much as with
women), gush about their feelings, or manipulate for their own gains.
Okay, I know, it seems like I’m giving women a bad name
here. I’m not. I’m a feminist with all of those negative connotations attached.
I don’t hate men, and I don’t hate women. I merely think more like a man.
In fact, I’ve taken the gender personality test, which my
husband gave me in his first years as a Psychology major, and I came out close
to 50-50 on the scale—a half of a point leaning towards male rather than
female.
And don’t get me wrong. I can be a damn girl sometimes, too.
Just throw a spider at me. I squeal and jump and climb on chairs until someone
else comes to kill it or put it outside. I like shoes and purses, although I
never wear heels and I hate to carry a purse. Go figure. I love being a wife
and taking care of my husband. I love to cook for him—most days. I’m motherly
toward my students, calling them my kids, giving them advice, and most times,
merely listening when they need to talk.
But man, I love the power of being a male on the page. This
started with my alternate personas online, via facebook roleplaying. I knew how
to be tough and dirty, how to flatter a woman properly, how to flirt and be
perverse without overstepping my bounds, how to show just enough sensitivity
and pain that women would fall for me. And I wasn’t a slut or a whore or trying
too hard. Even when I was all of those things.
Again, I don’t believe males and females are all that
different from one another. How can we be? We’re all human. Yes, yes. The hormones. Blah. So I become a bitch
every once in a while. Men can be assholes. What’s your point?
Okay, maybe I need to reign in my own point here.
Stereotypes and sexism still affect us. (No, I won’t get on
a rant about this; you’re safe to keep reading). So being a male is liberating.
I love being a romantic goofball without being needy. Although men, you can be
damn needy, too (*coughs and whispers my husband’s name*). I love swearing like
a sailor, having tattoos, doing the heavy lifting, grossing people out, and
being the real pervert that I am, and not only being found attractive for it,
but being the ideal male.
But the best part is my ability to show how a man can be
more than what the media portrays him as—more than a set of six-pack abs,
bulging arms, scruff, and testosterone. Instead I show men as geeks and
goobers, who want to be held, and have fears. They can be melodramatic, lonely,
and just as good of a caretaker as a woman. They don’t have to be knights in
shining armor. Instead, they’re free to be partners.
Boden and Eilion, two of my fae, have quickly become
favorites of mine for their inability to hide their emotions, to run when
they’re outmatched, and for breaking the stereotypes. Since I love them, why
wouldn’t I love writing in their perspectives?
Excerpt Section, From Chapter Sixteen
Sach met them on
the small porch with a .22 rifle pointed at the woods behind him, likely loaded
with silver and cold iron since no bullets existed to kill vampires, but a
well-placed shot would slow one down. Kaia moved fast and disappeared inside in
under a minute. Thank the Gods she took direction well. When a soldier didn’t
learn to obey, they tended to die.
Lacey trotted out
of the trees and up to the porch, changing into her dark almond form and
trailing her hands over Sach’s front as she rounded him. She peered over his
shoulder to meet Severins’ gaze.
“One fell into a trap, and the others ran off scared. She won’t get out anytime soon, so when you’re ready for her...”
“One fell into a trap, and the others ran off scared. She won’t get out anytime soon, so when you’re ready for her...”
Her hand dipped
down between Sach’s legs, and he grunted. Lacey had a reputation for sexual
aggression after her transformations, especially when she fought. “Wake Dylan
to take your watch.”
He merely nodded
to her, and she sauntered back into the woods.
“Looks like you
need clothes.”
“I could do with
that.”
Sach nodded
inside, and Severins followed, walking into the cabin he knew too well to see
Kaia sitting in front of the glowing coals in the fireplace. The way she looked
him over gave him a charge, and he worked hard to control himself. She turned
away with blush on her cheeks and neck, shoving an aroused growl through his
chest.
But Severins
tailed Sach into the single bedroom, where he gained a new Army issued uniform
with jacket and boots included to dress in.
“Probably sick of
that, but it’s what we’ve got to fit you. Surplus store in town.”
Sach moved over to Dylan and whacked him with a rolled up newspaper. His brother sat up swinging, a full snarl on his mouth.
“Go take watch.”
“I just got to sleep.”
“I just got to sleep.”
“Argue with Lace
about it.”
Grumbling loudly,
Dylan rolled out of bed and dressed, grabbing his gun and punching Severins in
the shoulder on his way out. Nabbing the thick brush on the low dresser,
Severins followed him, pushing him along when he stopped to whistle at Kaia.
“Don’t try me,
cuz.”
“Just appreciating
your taste.”
Kaia sent him the
same man-killing look Severins earned when he first asked her to dinner, and
Severins laughed at its effectiveness. Her gaze warmed as she took in his
uniform, a tiny smile lifted her lips when he neared her. “You’re right, you do
look good in uniform.”
He tossed the
jacket and brush on the couch and sank down next to her. “Keeping warm?”
“Yeah. I’m
recovering. Do we know anything?”
The skin of her
cheek was soft under his thumb. “Not a lot. We’ve caught someone and need to
interrogate her.”
“Her?” Kaia’s
pulse skipped into high gear.
“So I’ve been
told.”
“They won’t
torture her, will they?” Fear and concern leaned her into him, and he wrapped
her up in his arms.
“No. We won’t hurt
her unless she makes us.”
Nodding, she
stroked his chest and sank into his embrace, and he traced the bumps of her
spine through her sweatshirt. When her shoulders dropped from her ears,
Severins shifted her in his lap and reached for the brush. “Let me brush your
hair. It’ll help you feel a bit more normal.”
“That would be
nice.” Hugging her knees, she shook her hair out, trusting him not to hurt her.
He’d learned the tricks to tangles when his daughter was three and her soft
curls got long enough to knot together. Kaia’s hair was windblown but not
terribly knotted, and Severins brushed out the ends, collecting it all in his
hand before working up to her scalp. She sighed when he finished, running her
hands through it and shaking it around before she looked over her shoulder at
him. “Thank you.”
Leaning forward,
he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back against him. His nose sank
to her neck behind her ear, taking in the intoxicating spicy and citrus scent
of her. “You’re welcome, beautiful. Why don’t you make yourself at home and
take a nap on the couch. You didn’t get much rest when we stopped the last
time.”
The sound of her
soft laughter eased his mind and tightened his body. “You must be a kind,
gentle, and doting father, the way you’re taking care of me.”
Grinning against
her throat, he said, “The way I want to take care of you has nothing to do with
my capabilities as a father, I promise you that.” Teeth at her skin, he gave
her a sharp enough nip to make her shiver.
“Well, your
capabilities as a father might just make you more attractive.”His bites followed
the curve up her neck. “Is that right?”
Hand lifted to trace his jaw, her fingers found his high and tight again, and she sighed.
“When you’re out, will you grow your hair or leave it like this?”
A snort burst from
him. “Well, I used to have long hair, so I’m sure I can manage to keep it at an
easy, hair-pulling length.”
A wide grin lit up
her face, and she turned against him, those delicate fingers brushing over his
brow, and she looked him over. Tension filled the gap between them, and she
closed it, pressing her mouth over his with such a sweet and innocent kiss that
pieces of him broke and reformed, making him the man he needed to be to love
her right when the time came.
Severins held onto
her tightly, wishing they weren’t on the run, that he didn’t have to worry
about her safety, and that he could woo her the right way with romantic nights
and silly mornings of laughter and playfulness. She deserved nothing less. Yet
here they were, hidden away in his cousins’ cabin in the Alabama boonies,
trying to outrun a pack of Celampresians and in search of her ex—the man who
broke her heart. The man they both protected. Was he running head first into
the most stupid mistake he’d ever make?
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Sunday 6 September 2015
Stranded With The Cyborg - Book Tour Blast and Giveaway
NB: I don't usually feature erotic novels on my blog since it is 'G' rated - but this sounded so interesting I couldn't resist - please be aware that although the excerpt is not an Adult excerpt this is an erotic romance novel.
STRANDED WITH THE CYBORG
by Cara Bristol
GENRE: science fiction romance
BLURB:
The
daughter of the Terran president, Penelope Aaron resented the restrictions
imposed upon her, but that was no reason to take it out on the man assigned to
protect her. She regrets how she got Agent Brock Mann booted from the security
force. But now that she’s an interplanetary ambassador about to embark on her
first diplomatic mission, she still doesn’t want him tagging along. Especially since
he seems to be stronger, faster, more muscled, and sexier than she remembers.
And pretending to be husband? This
mission couldn’t get more impossible!
Ten years ago
Penelope Isabella Aaron had been a pain in Brock Mann’s you-know-what. Much has
changed in a decade: “PIA” as he code-named her, has grown up and is about to
attend her first Alliance of Planets summit conference, and Brock was
transformed into a cyborg after a near-fatal attack. Now a secret agent with
Cyber Operations, a covert paramilitary organization, Brock gets called in, not
when the going gets tough, but when the going gets impossible. So when he’s
unexpectedly assigned to escort Penelope to the summit meeting, he balks at
babysitting a prissy ambassador. But after a terrorist bombing, a crash landing
on a hostile planet, and a growing attraction to his protectee, Operation: PIA
may become his most impossible assignment yet.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Excerpt
For a cyberoperative to be called in to escort an ambassador
to a summit meeting? Ridiculous. A waste
of manpower. That the protectee was Pia, made it impossible. So maybe Cy-Ops’s
involvement made sense in a twisted way.
“Ten years has passed. Penelope is different now,” Carter
said.
Brock doubted that.
“Does she know about me?”
“That you’re a cyborg? Of course not. She hasn’t been told
anything about the program or even that you’re the one who’s been assigned to
her.”
“Yeah, spring it on her. That will go over well.” He could
envision the tantrum, and after she calmed down, the scheme she would devise to
circumvent the decision. The last time
he’d seen her, she’d been emerging from his quarters half dressed, a triumphant
smile tilting her lips. Shortly, thereafter, two of his fellow agents had come
to arrest him.
President Aaron had exonerated him; the transcripts from the
investigation had been sealed; and he’d been offered a reassignment. Instead,
he’d taken a position with an anti-terrorist investigative organization. His
unit got attacked; his fellow operatives had died. Carter, who’d been working with Cy-Ops all
along, had swooped in and saved his ass.
“I’m not saying I’ll do it, but hypothetically if I had a
computer meltdown and agreed, what would be my cover story? I couldn’t tag
along as her bodyguard because that would unsettle the Xenians.”
Carter poured another shot of Cerinian brandy and downed it.
He met Brock’s gaze dead-on. “You’d accompany the ambassador as her husband.”
“Oh, hell no!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Thursday 3 September 2015
Enemy of Man by Scott Moon - Spotlight and Excerpt
BOOK INFORMATION
TITLE – Enemy of Man
SERIES – The Chronicles of Kin Roland
AUTHOR – Scott Moon
GENRE – Science Fiction (military, adventure)
PUBLICATION DATE – June 2013
LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 223 pages, 85,000 words
PUBLISHER – Scott Moon
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BOOK SYNOPSIS
Earth Fleet never forgave Kin Roland’s failure at Hellsbreach. Changed by captivity and torture, hunted by the Reapers of Hellsbreach and wanted by the Fleet, Kin hides on a lost planet near an unstable wormhole.
When a distant space battle propels a ravaged Earth Fleet Armada through the same wormhole, a Reaper follows, hunting for the man who burned his home world. Kin fights to save a mysterious native of Crashdown from the Reaper and learns there are worse things in the galaxy than those hunting him. The end is coming and he is about to pay for a sin that will change the galaxy forever.
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Scott Moon loves audio books, especially the works of George R.R. Martin, Stephen King, Patrick O'Brian, John Ringo, David Weber, and Michael Connelly. He has been writing fantasy, science fiction, and urban fantasy thrillers for over thirty years. His professional background is law enforcement, including various tactical and investigative units. In 2005, he was part of a task force that arrested a serial killer who had been at large for over three decades.
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Wednesday 2 September 2015
Recombined - Spotlight and Giveaway
BOOK INFORMATION
TITLE – Recombined
SERIES – The Irrevocable Series, Book 3
AUTHOR – Samantha Jacobey
GENRE – New Adult
PUBLICATION DATE – September 1, 2015
LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - Approx. 160 pages/52K words
PUBLISHER – Lavish Publishing
COVER ARTIST – Nicolene Lorette Designs
BOOK SYNOPSIS
Bailey and Caleb fled civilization in light of impending disaster. Fighting to make their way south, they struggled to rejoin their survivalist friends and relatives. After facing crowds hell-bent on securing supplies… After getting the better of a marauding band of misfits… The couple arrive back at The Ranch, only to discover the place is deserted. Soon, a lone survivor emerges, explaining the group’s mysterious disappearance and the dangers they face in the ransacked hideaway.
Joining forces, the trio sets to work, restoring order to their desert oasis. Making repairs, as well as plans, they are soon joined by a few who had made a daring escape. Refusing to leave the others behind, tempers flare and lines are drawn, while the young couple struggles to define their relationship. In a desperate attempt to rescue the remainder of their comrades, the group moves into their bunker, prepared to hang on until the bitter end. Will they succeed in saving Bailey’s brothers, as well as the rest of their comrades? Or will the renegade town of Pouty put an end to Lawson once and for all...
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EXCERPT
“I know. Like I said, we’ve only had snow here a few times, an’ I’m not even sure Carson was old enough t’ remember it,” he glanced over at the slumbering boy, not wishing him to see the display the couple would make against the growing daylight.
Shifting her gaze so that she could see the younger male as well, she mused aloud, “Maybe we should enjoy it a bit today. Play in it a little, while we can.”
“Maybe so,” he tightened his grip on her, feeding on her willingness to be held. Pushing his nose against her, he blew warm air across her ear. “I think you may be my snow angel, Bailey,” his voice low, his words were only for her.
She gasped with a wide grin, her breath creating a small amount of fog on the glass, “I thought we were just friends,” she used a finger to make dots in the coating.
AUTHOR BIO
Samantha Jacobey is a middle aged woman Recombinedwho earned a BS in Business Management and has worked in half a dozen fields. With a relentless zest for life, she enjoys action and adventure, as well as all the love and romance it has to offer. Creating stories in her mind for many years, she has put some of them into print for the world to share, and hopes you will enjoy reading them as much as she did creating them. What drives her most is the love of a good story and is confident you will enjoy her latest creation.
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