Thursday, October 31, 2013

From Gods blog tour: Spotlight, Excerpt & Giveaway

From Gods
By Mary Ting
Did you just see a flash of lightning across the sky on a clear sunny day? It’s not from Mother Nature. It is most likely from Mason Grand, swoon-worthy demigod, one of Zeus’s descendants.

Skylar Rome is supposed to be having the best summer ever before she heads off to college. Little did she know, her whole life was about to change while visiting her cousin. Nearly drowning at the beach due to unknown forces, one of the Grand brothers she’d just met, Mason, saves her life. Cool, collected, mysterious, and dangerously good-looking, Skylar is drawn to him from the start. Though she knows he is the type of guy good girls stayed away from, it seems he is always saving her life, and the attraction was inevitable.

Upon meeting the brothers, strange things begin to happen. When she accidentally kills one of the brothers, it throws her life into turmoil, as they search to find the answers. Implausibly, she gets caught up in a world of the descendants of ancient gods, all who have super powers. Not only is her discovery difficult to accept, evil beings are after her. Running out of time and running for her life, she must unravel a mystery. What do they want from her? Forced into a battle set into motion long before she was born, will she find the answers, or will she die trying?
From Gods book trailer

About the author

Mary Ting resides in Southern California with her husband and two children. She enjoys oil painting and making jewelry. Writing her first novel, Crossroads Saga, happened by chance. It was a way to grieve the death of her beloved grandmother, and inspired by a dream she once had as a young girl. When she started reading new adult novels, she fell in love with the genre. It was the reason she had to write one-Something Great. Why the pen name, M Clarke? She tours with Magic Johnson Foundation to promote literacy and her children's chapter book-No Bullies Allowed.


“You’re wet. You should take off your clothes.”
What a way to avoid a question! Skylar blinked her eyes in disbelief. Did she hear him correctly? “Excuse me?” Not wanting to assume he was really asking her to strip off her clothes, she didn’t move a muscle, but the way his piercing eyes laid on her, she might as well have already been naked. Then she inwardly gasped when he started to unbutton his shirt. Her eyes shot to the floor, then back to him, and then to the floor, wondering what she was supposed to do in this awkward moment.
“Here. Go change in the restroom. You don’t want to catch a cold.” He placed his shirt in front of her.
She looked up to see him shirtless for the very first time. With all the right curves and tightness, he looked like a statue of a god. He was beautiful and perfectly toned, with satin-like skin, which looked like it would be smooth to the touch. And there was a small tattoo shaped like a lightning bolt on his upper right arm, toward his shoulder. Way too sexy!
As warmth flushed her face, she tried not to stare, but there was no way around it. “Umm…you won’t have a shirt,” Skylar said, thinking that was the most idiotic thing she had said so far, but she couldn’t think when he was half-naked in front of her.
“I’m not cold, but you will be.”
Mason was right. Skylar didn’t realize she was shivering until she placed her hand out to take his shirt. The adrenaline from the initial shock had kept her warm, and now it was wearing away. The blasting air conditioner didn’t help either. “Thanks.”
Just as she pivoted right toward the restroom, even though she was deathly scared to go back, Mason gripped her arm. “Wait. Don’t go in there without me.”
His sudden protectiveness surprised Skylar, but then again, he had saved her.


Mary Ting has an awesome giveaway over at her blog, so click the link and go enter!


**BOOK BLITZ** The Dream Slayer Series by Jill Cooper w/ Excerpt

The Dream Slayer
(The Dream Slayer, #1)
by Jill Cooper
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult

When your dreams come true, sometimes you get more than you bargained for...

Natalie Johnson has always dreamed she’s someone else; calm, beautiful, in control. A chosen warrior with a maniacal arch nemesis and a dreamy boyfriend, the type that can make your knees melt and your heart quiver.

Real life is much different. She’s tormented by a bully and endures the sharp tongue of her father, but finds solace in her dreams.

When her bully ends up dead, de ja vu from a dream hits her hard as everything around her begins to fall apart. Whatever killed Sarah in her dreams is now in reality, hunting her from the shadows. And it wants her dead.

Somehow as the lines between reality and nightmare blur, Natalie must discover hidden strength to pull her friends and family back from the brink of madness.

Demon Royale
(The Dream Slayer #2)
by Jill Cooper
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult

Since becoming employed by a supernatural protection agency, Natalie Johnson's life has been more interesting than ever. While most teens are working on their summer tans, Natalie works on slaughtering the undead lurking just outside her town's borders.

The workload takes more than just a toll on her love life, it dampens her spirit and her health, as the town is plagued by a mysterious murderer intent on stealing the residents' souls. Natalie's investigation is hampered by her declining health and the sicker she gets, the more inadequate she feels.

Guilt over her inability to act, weighs heavily on Natalie's shoulders during a time when her strength is needed more than ever. As some of those closest to her begin to lose faith, she must make the hardest stand yet to save the soul of the one person she can always count on:

The Slayer.

Dawning Apocalypse
(The Dream Slayer #3)
by Jill Cooper
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult

Protection, murder, deception....

No one can know Natalie works for a supernatural protection agency and is charged with protecting Meadow’s Creek from vampires. But as their numbers swell, their presence doesn't go unnoticed throwing her town under the microscope from the local government and the FBI.

Natalie’s job is pushed even further into the shadows where she must dodge the police, concerned citizens and even her own parents.

Meanwhile a deadly plague grips the town and Natalie suspects it’s more than just a hacking cough. While the stress of working overtime erodes her relationships she will race against time, illness, to face a familiar enemy, save an old friend, and stop an undead seize that wants nothing more than to suck Meadow’s Creek dry.


**COVER REVEAL** Storm Rise by Skye Knizley

by Skye Knizley
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Release Date: 10/31/13from Vamptasy Publishing
Life isn't easy for Detective RavenStorm. Her best friend was recently killed and dismembered, her latest case ended with her partner in intensive care, and her mother, the vampiric Mistress of the City is playing matchmaker…again. The last thing she wants is another bizarre murder case with a partner she doesn't know. But that is exactly what she gets when she is handed the enigmatic case of Nathan King, who was found in his car with a gaping hole where his stomach should be.

Soon Raven is unraveling a mystery that leads her deep into the city's preternatural underworld, and into the arms of a sexy vampire she barely knows, but whose heart she seeks in the darkness
About Skye
Skye Knizley currently lives in Connecticut, USA, a small state of confusion where she spends most of her time writing urban fantasy and role-playing game adventures. When she isn't setting quill to parchment Skye can be found hiking with her Siberian Husky Piper and her spirit guide Sheba, camping in a variety of state parks, motorcycling, ghost hunting or practicing and studying the healing arts of Wicca. Which doesn't mean she dances naked under a full moon… as far as you know. Besides, you need a stone circle for that and they knocked the last one down to build a six-lane bypass.
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Wednesday, October 30, 2013

October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month - We have a special Guest Post today.

It's Domestic Violence Awareness Month and today I am helping Author Kristie Cook "Share the <3" by spreading awareness. We have a very special guest who is sharing her story of how she survived domestic violence.

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My Story

Mindy Janicke

With October being Domestic Violence Awareness Month, I thought it was time to chime in from a child's perspective. I was seven years old when my dad died. To say he was abusive is actually secondhand knowledge to me. See, my sister Missy was four years older than me. Little did I realize back then that even though we fought like cats and dogs, she gave me the best gift a sister could ever give another sister: protection!
I had no clue that my dad would get totally wasted and beat the living daylights out of my mom, Carol. My sister had a sixth sense of knowing when this would happen and would grab me and take me into our bedroom that we shared. Sometimes she would play dolls with me very loudly to drown out the noise of the fighting, sometimes she would hold me on the bed we shared in her arms until I fell asleep, telling me made up stories. I remember absolutely treasuring those times with my sister. We really never got along that well normally. We were typical sisters. I was the younger bratty sister who wanted nothing more than to hang out with my cool older sister all the time. Missy thought I was the biggest pest in the world. You know typical siblings.
Thinking back now, I guess I always thought it was a little weird that this big sister of mine whom I IDOLIZED day in and day out and whom I thought hated me with her whole being did love. I never knew the truth behind it. I finally realized a few years back when my sister said to me “Don’t you remember all the yelling and screaming and dad hitting mom all the time?" I looked her in the eyes with tears running down my face and simply said “No, Missy, I don’t because you always protected me from that.” At that point she broke into tears and we bonded yet again as only sisters can that have been through hell and back. It was then that I realized that not only had my mom suffered beyond the limits of what any woman should ever suffer, but my strong, amazing big sister had also suffered but still managed to stay strong enough to protect me and keep me from suffering any of the hell that was going on around us.
My dad joined the Army when he was 17 so he could go to Vietnam. He was a small guy. He was only about 5' 4" tall and MAYBE weighed in at 140 lbs. Most of you know the story of our military men when they came back from Vietnam. It was not a good time to be an American soldier. My father became a victim of drugs and alcohol while in Vietnam and it haunted him back into the States. It was his coping mechanism.  I can only imagine the horrors he lived through while in the war. He never spoke about it as most military men who have seen combat. He chose to keep it locked inside so it ate him alive from the inside out. He kept it buried with drugs and alcohol, not realizing the monster it turned him into on the outside to the three people who loved him the most: his wife and two daughters.
One rainy night, my mom had finally had enough of the abuse both physical and mental. As she was gathering my sister and me up to put us in the car, my drunken father was in the basement of our house under the kitchen. He had a loaded shot gun. Luckily, we were in the next room in the living room when he started shooting the shot gun.  We ran out the door to the car and drove to my aunt’s house. I remember it was pouring down rain.
The next day, my mom told us to not walk home from school but to walk the few blocks to the restaurant where she worked and she would give us a ride home. The events over the next few days would prove to change our lives forever. After school, we walked to the restaurant. The rest is really a blur to me. All I really remember is toward nightfall, going to the house and screaming at the top of my lungs in my aunt’s car because I could not find my BB (my nickname for my beloved security blanket). I remember sitting in the back seat, looking out the back window through the rain drops. My blanket was finally located. I have no clue at this point if I even knew what had happened to my father or not.
The next real memories I have is at the funeral. Yet once again, it was raining. As my father was a Vietnam veteran, he was given a full military funeral. To this day, when I hear TAPS played, I will burst into tears. The 21 gun salute played at a military funeral will make me cringe and have horrible flashbacks of that awful day. I remember the soldiers folding up the American Flag and handing it to my mom.
It took years for me to finally piece together everything that happened that dreaded day. I was at school, sitting in second grade, learning how to write and reading stories. I was playing outside at recess and hanging out with my friends. My father was at home fighting demons that no one should ever have to fight. I will never excuse the hell he put my mother through nor will I ever forgive the abuse both mentally and physically no matter what anyone wants to say about it. I only bring up the hell he went through in the military as I feel this still happens today in 2013 with our military men and woman coming home from war. Luckily today, there is care and treatment READILY available and anyone that has been through any type of hell should seek help immediately!
My father managed to syphon the gasoline out of the family car and pour it all over himself. He then at some point struck a match. He then went up in flames. No one knows that day what was going through his mind or what demon of hell had a hold of him. No one knows if he was sober or full of every type of drug and alcohol known to planet earth. He somehow made a decision that day. I like to think he made that decision to save his wife and daughters from his hell. I really do. I like to think that this was his way of freeing us from the monster he was and could not escape. I am not saying suicide is an answer to ANYTHING at any time because he did not die that day.
He was actually taken to a Veteran’s hospital with 80% of his body covered in 3rd degree burns. The 3rd night in the hospital he managed to get out of bed, ride the elevator three floors down to the main lobby, take a pencil off the nurses’ station and dial the pay phone to call my mom. He told her he was sorry for everything and he loved her and us girls more than anything in the world. He died later that night. He did not die from his self-inflicted injuries but he choked to death by neglect of his nurses while eating his supper. A tragedy? Yes it was but it also made me a true and firm believer in fate.
Everything happens for a reason. I have made peace with my daddy. I really truly have. Had things not have gone the way they did, my life would be totally different today as would the lives of my sister Missy and my mom Carol. My sister Kristi and my sister Ashley would not even exist. I would have never met my husband Jeff and I would have never had my children Morgan and Joshua. My daughter Morgan was born on October 1st 1999. My father Floyd died on October 1st, 1980.
Domestic abuse is not something to be ashamed of. It is nothing that "anyone asks for or deserves" EVER. It is nothing you should hide or make up excuses for and it is most definitely not anything you should ever continuously put up with. My father was ill. Not only was he an alcoholic but he was also mentally unstable. Domestic abuse can break you down if you let it.
My mom was broken. She really was for many years. She had no self-confidence, no self-worth and never felt she was a good mom to us. She later remarried and had two more daughters. Our two younger sisters were the best things that ever happened to us. As time went on, my mom got stronger and my sister got stronger. I learned more and more about my father and the hell my mother and sister went through.
I also learned the hell I was shielded from and protected from. I knew my dad as a fun loving guy that taught me how to fish better than any guy I ever met in my life. The strength and endurance that my mom and sister learned at such young ages carried them through life and made them the truly amazing women they are today and helped me be the strong, confident woman I am today.
If you or anyone you know is in a situation where domestic violence is occurring, PLEASE get involved. Anger issues are a huge problem. Even without a catalyst like drugs or alcohol, certain people are prone to severe anger issues. I think even without my father’s past, he still had severe rage/anger issues. I myself experienced it for many years. I can honestly say today that I do take medication to control my anger and my rage. I am a whole new person since I admitted that I had a problem and spoke with my doctor.
There is no shame in admitting you have a problem. It does not make you any lesser of a person. It does not make you weak. It shows that you care about yourself and everyone you love and care about. Be your own advocate. By helping yourself, you can help others.
My name is Mindy and if I can get through this much hell, so can you! Love and hugs to you all.


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If you or someone you know have questions about domestic violence or you want to know how you can help people like Nikki, visit And while you're there, Kristie and I hope you'll help by making a donation. Even just $5 can ensure one more call gets answered at The Hotline - an answer that could save a life.
Then, email your receipt to publisher (at) angdora (dot) com for entries into Kristie's giveaway and you could win some cool prizes. Get more entries in the Rafflecopter below. For more details, head on over to Kristie's Share the <3 Giveaway.

Blood Ties blog tour: Spotlight & Tour Giveaway


(Khet Chronicles, #1)

Kalin Moshire and his stepbrother Shane, struggle to survive in a hidden society of people known as the Khet.

They are hunted, not only because Kalin is the last of his lineage and therefore the rightful heir to the throne, but also because of his brother, Shane's heritage. Shane is the only living hybrid, a link between the Khet and the normal human's known as Sapes. There are many Khet that will stop at nothing to keep their bloodlines "pure".

From the cozy suburbs of Montgomery County, Maryland, to the busy streets of New York City, across the desert sands of Egypt, to the rocky cliffs of Ireland - Kalin must unravel the truths that have been hidden to him since childhood and fight for the right to live.

Will he be able to fight for a place in Khet and Sape society, or will bigotry, greed, and hate destroy him.

Buy Link: Amazon

Author Bio & Contact

Marcus Twyman has lived most of his life in Montgomery County, Maryland. Since he was a child he's enjoyed writing stories, songs, and poetry - using the power of words as a therapeutic release for his feelings and emotions.

Now living in New York City, Marcus has been slowly adapting to the bustling concrete jungle and is incorporating his new experiences into his writing.



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KHET CHRONICLES: BLOOD TIES Blog Tour & Review Request 10/28 - 11/10

10/28 Eclipse Reviews

10/29 Book Monster Reviews

10/30 Sassy Book Lovers

11/1 Offbeat Vagabond

11/1 Romance Junkies

11/2 Book Lovin’ Mamas

11/3 Vampires, Werewolves, & Fairies, Oh My!!

11/3 Coffee Talk Writers
11/3 Tome Tender

11/3 A_TiffyFit’s Reading Corner

11/6 Close Encounters with the Night Kind

11/8 Book Pages and Dripping Ink

11/9 Words of Wisdom from The Scarf Princess

11/10 Wicked Readings by Tawania

**BOOK BLITZ** Breaking the Storm by Sedona Venez w/ Excerpt

Breaking the Storm
(Credence Curse #1)
by Sedona Venez
Publication date: August 6th 2013
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal, Romance

I wanted Knox. There was no need to deny that fact.

Knox was the type of guy you gravitated to, who stood out in the crowd. It wasn’t just his classically good-looking features and perpetual five o’clock shadow. It was his raw energy that entranced me, that made me feel like a giggly, fumbling high school girl, happy to be in his presence.

Yes, there’s no denying it, front man Knox Gunner was a sexy badass.

It didn’t matter that he initially thought I was some bored, rich girl trying to live out some wild fantasy of being with a starving musician. It was uncomplicated and that’s what we both wanted. At least that’s what I convinced myself. I wasn’t ready to admit to myself that my feelings for Knox were getting dangerously deep—waiting to lay siege on my heart. I was falling for him… and this was dangerous. The rules were clear: falling in love would obligate me to expose what I truly was, setting in motion his slow march to death.


**COVER REVEAL** Wasteland by Lindsay Leggett

(Flight, #2)
by Lindsay Leggett
Genres: Science Fiction, Young Adult

Wasteland, the next book in the FLIGHT trilogy, takes place a few months after the ending of book one.

Trapped in a cell and experimented on, Piper Madden’s only hope is remembering Asher. Then, Elder Corp President Rupert Elder gives her new orders: to be a leader in a war against the Harpies. Without a choice, Piper must obey Rupert’s commands or suffer from paralyzing and painful Nanomachines. But the war is just beginning, and Asher has gone missing. The resistance is slowly building, and the upcoming war will be larger and bloodier than anything seen since the Devastation that ruined the earth. Throughout all of this, Piper remembers the time before she ran to Ichton, when David was alive and her hope in Elder Corp was still strong.


Nearly every writer struggles to put together information about themselves, perhaps because we’re so used to detailing the lives and ways of others. For the most part I am a writer, editor, photographer, and all-around artist living in the wilds north of Toronto, Ontario. I thrive on the juxtaposition of beauty and grit, enjoy urban crawls, indie everything, and time well-spent in the woods.

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Tuesday, October 29, 2013

A Bargained for Bride blog tour: Spotlight, Review & Giveaway

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A Bargained-For Bride
 by Marcia Lynn McClure

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“You’re the sweetest girl in Mourning Dove Creek, you know?” Jack mumbled as he paused in kissing Jilly a moment.
Jilly smiled. “And you’re the handsomest man in Mourning Dove Creek, you know,” she flirted in return.
Jack smiled. “I do know,” he said.
Jilly giggled. Jack Taylor was so predictable—and a little conceited. He really did think he was the handsomest man in Mourning Dove—and he was, for the most part.
Secretly, however, if Jilly ever allowed herself to be completely honest about it (which she tried to avoid), there was one other man in Mourning Dove who always crossed her mind when the subject of the handsomest man in town arose. Yet there was no lingering on thinking of that man—no sirree! Not for a moment! Not for any reason—ever. And so Jilly just kept telling Jack that he was the handsomest man in Mourning Dove Creek. Besides, it was almost true—being that the other man lived outside of town and not right in town the way Jack did.

Author Marcia Lynn McClure


Marcia Lynn McClure’s intoxicating succession of novels, novellas, and e-books, has established her as one of the most favored and engaging authors of true romance. Her unprecedented forte in weaving captivating stories of western, medieval, regency, and contemporary amour void of brusque intimacy has earned her the title “The Queen of Kissing.”
Marcia, who was born in Albuquerque, New Mexico, has spent her life intrigued with people, history, love, and romance. A wife, mother, grandmother, family historian, poet, and author, Marcia Lynn McClure spins her tales of splendor for the sake of offering respite through the beauty, mirth, and delight of a worthwhile and wonderful story.

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My Review:

This is my second taste of Marcia's work and I must say by the end of each one, I'm dying to start a new one lol.
I absolutely loved the historical western theme, it's been a long time since I've read anything like it and it was such a breath of fresh air from what I've had my head into lately. There's nothing like sitting back with a great book and getting lost in a sweet (clean) romantic story, with characters you'll form bonds with, stollen kisses that'll give you butterflies and a you won't stop reading till you're finished. Another brilliant story from a brilliant author.
This one is definitely a keeper. ^_^

Go snap up a copy for yourself.

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