[#BlogTour] Building Celebration House by Annette Drake @annettedrake13 #WomensFiction #ParanormalRomance 

Building Celebration House
The Celebration House Trilogy
Volume 1
Annette Drake

Genre: Women’s fiction/paranormal romance
Publisher: Baskethound Books
Date of Publication:  3/1/17

ISBN: 978-0-9916118-9-8
ASIN: B01NBIK7KJ
Number of pages: 234
Word Count:  52K
Cover Artist: Elizabeth Mackey

Tagline: How can she plan a future with a man who has only a past?

Book Description:

Carrie Hansen spent her life caring for cardiac patients. Little did she know she would become a patient herself.
After recovering from her own heart surgery, she learns she has a special talent: the ability to see and talk with the dead.

Now, with her health failing, she leaves the bustle of Seattle behind and returns to Lexington, Missouri, the small town where she spent her childhood. Here, she sets out to restore an abandoned antebellum mansion and open it as a venue for celebrations.

Carrie’s unique gift allows her to build relationships with the mansion’s ghostly occupants, especially Major Tom Gentry, the handsome Civil War soldier who died 100 years before Carrie was born. He encourages and comforts her, though not in the physical way they both desire.

Will Carrie finish restoring the celebration house or will it finish her? And how can she plan a future with a man who has only a past?

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           Excerpt:

When Carrie opened the door and stepped inside, sunlight streamed in through the dirty windows. Even though the barn had been vacant for years, the air smelled of hay and horses.

Looking to her left, she saw a man shaving. He’d glanced up when Carrie opened the doors, but returned his gaze to the small mirror tacked to the wooden beam. He was bare from the waist up. His chest was lean and muscular, with dark brown hair from mid-chest to his waistline. His arms were powerfully built, and his right hand was steady as he scraped the white soap from his angular jaw with a razor. His dark blue uniform pants with gold braid down the side were tucked into
knee-high black leather boots. He stood at least six feet tall, and though 
Carrie hadn’t made her living in the carnival, she guessed he was probably younger than her, likely in his mid to late twenties. He peered at the small mirror, tilting his chin to swipe away the shaving soap. Carrie waited to speak

until after he’d finished with the ivory-handled straight blade and dipped it
into the basin of soapy water.

“Good morning,” she said.

His expression was an equal mix of surprise and annoyance. He dropped the razor and grabbed his shirt off a nearby nail. He turned his back to Carrie and pulled it on.

“You can see me, madam?” he asked, buttoning his shirt and stuffing it into his pants.

“Yes. Can you see me?”

“I can, but I believe I have the advantage. I’m dead. You are not.” He turned and glared at her. His eyebrows furrowed as though he wasn’t quite sure how they’d arrived at the point of introductions.

“I’m sorry to intrude. I’m Carrie. Carrie Hansen.” She extended her hand.

He reached to shake her hand, but his fingers passed through hers. They both jerked back.

“I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean to intrude,” she said.

“You surprised me. That’s all. We seldom receive visitors, especially living ones who can see us.” He put on his blue uniform coat and fastened the long row of brass buttons. “I’m Major Thomas Gentry, at your service.” He bowed.

“I’m sorry I startled you. I sometimes forget ghosts aren’t accustomed to being seen.”

His eyes narrowed and he frowned. “How may I be of service to you, Miss Hansen?”

“Where can I find Colonel Stratton? I need to speak with him.”

His dark blue eyes showed his increasing puzzlement. “The living do not go looking for Colonel Stratton. What business have you with him?”

“I bought this house, and I intend to live here.”

“You bought Stratton House?”

“And I need to speak with the colonel.”

Major Gentry shook his head as though to sort through the details. “Please forgive me. You bought Stratton House, you intend to live here, and you wish to speak with the home’s proprietor, Colonel Stratton?”

“I thought we’d covered that,” she said. “You don’t get many visitors, do you?”

About the Author:
Annette Drake is a multi-genre author whose work is character-driven and celebrates the law of unintended consequences.
She makes her home in Washington state. A member of the Romance Writers of America, she loves ferry rides, basset hounds and bakeries. She does not camp.

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[#BlogTour] Girl Code by @CaitJarrod, DC Stone, Jessica Jayne & @LeaBronsen @InkSlingerPR #ContemporaryRomance

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Today is our tour stop for GIRL CODE. Check out this sweet contemporary anthology and grab your copy today!

Girl Code

About Girl Code:

Four best friends struggle with decisions that affect their lives, their hearts, and their futures. As sisters, they embrace the Girl Code.

HOPE

Josephine “Joey” Lockhart escapes her past, herself and her home town of Pearl, Ohio to Florida after high school. Years later, she meets a man that refuses to let her hide behind her camera lens and encourages her out of her shell. Will he be the one to push her to feel for the first time?

LIVE

After seven years in drug hell, detoxing Juliette “Juls” Carrington returns to her hometown Pearl to attend her grandmother’s burial. Once more rejected by her family, she has a swim in a pond nearby when a mysterious camper, an ex-drunk, coaxes her to come to his hut in the woods. Together they must fight their inner demons for a chance to love…and live.

FAITH

Selena Bodine escaped into the United States Air Force to leave behind a painful past and the one man who she refused to let herself love. Years later, an urgent call from her father brings her back to Pearl, Ohio and face to face with the man she still loves. But will the secret that Cullen is investigating her threaten their second chance?

PERSISTENCE

Laydi Michaels has been running away from her past and bad memories for years. Finding herself wasn’t an easy task, but she’s managed to finally get to a point to where she wants to be. Only to wake up married to her boss….who fired her the night before. Wrapped in a case that puts her life in danger, and dealing with a grave situation back home in Pearl, Laydi figures out she wasn’t close to finding herself, and now, she’s risked everything.

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EXCERPT

She strolled around the edge of the barn, taking in the beauty of the property. Hundred-year-old oak trees surrounded it, filled in by thousands of slash pines that shaded the various shrubs from the autumn sun. She clicked several shots of the colorful sky and turned the camera on the big red barn, nicked and faded from years of enduring the Florida sun and heat, capturing it from various angles.  

She squatted for a shot. Her cell buzzed in the back pocket of her jeans, indicating an incoming text. Instantly, her pulse kicked in her throat. Perspiration misted her brow. Letting the camera dangle around her neck by the strap, she rubbed her clammy hands on the front of her jeans.  

Should she look at it? It could be one of her “sisters” from back home trying to catch up with her. She hadn’t spoken to any of the girls in over a week. She missed them like crazy.

It could also be her boss, making sure the wedding photography was going off without a hitch.

Of course, it could be her mother informing her of the results of Daddy’s latest test. After all these years of drinking to the bottom of every whiskey or bourbon bottle he could put his hands on, his liver had finally waved the white flag. He’d been in and out of the hospital for testing the last several weeks. None of the results were positive and she dreaded getting the message of more bad news.

There had been a time when she was daddy’s little girl. He’d let her curl in his lap to watch Sesame Street or the evening news or take her for piggyback rides in their backyard. He’d drank during that time. She remembered the pungent smell of whiskey on his breath, but he’d still desired to be home with them and he hadn’t been so angry. She’d come to learn that’s what people called a functioning alcoholic. Around the time she turned five or six, something happened. She didn’t quite know what it was, but he lost interest in her and her mother entirely, and his moods shifted. It had broken her heart—it still did. Now he was sick and the doctors weren’t certain his liver would recover.

She exhaled long and slowly, trying to regain her composure. Even though she’d never classify her relationship with her father as close or strong, tears welled at the thought of him sick or suffering.

On the other hand and as big of a reason not to check her phone, it could be the anonymous creep that had been texting her for the past seven days. Always a number she didn’t recognize. Always a comment on what she wore, her location, or activities. Someone had their eyes on her. She’d felt it for days—a prickly sensation down the spine that came with the awareness when someone was watching her. The constant urge to look over her shoulder. The texts just confirmed it.

Regardless of who it was, she had to check it. What if it was about Daddy? Even with her anger at him for the years of emotional abuse and absenteeism, he was still her father. A part of her longed to be daddy’s little girl again. She stood, tugged her phone out of her pocket, and tapped her password. An unrecognizable number floated on the screen, and Joey squeezed her eyes shut briefly.

I see u!

Sucking in a breath, she jerked her head up and scanned her surroundings. A good seventy-five yards of grass separated her from the edge of the wooded area, but even at that distance, the hair on her neck stood.

Her stomach roiled with nerves and her skin itched like it had for the last week whenever she’d received the prior texts. Keeping her focus on the wooded area, she scooted backward toward the barn until the rough wood scraped against her skin exposed by her sleeveless shirt.  

She glanced around the perimeter of the property again. Why her? Why was someone bothering her? She kept to herself. Some might even call her a loner. She had a handful of friends. Her presence in Florida these last seven years had been under the radar. She didn’t go clubbing or barhopping or socialize much at all, except for Talon and one or two acquaintances she’d kept from school. She hadn’t been involved with a man since college and she graduated three years ago. Her main contact with the world around her was on assignment for work. She couldn’t recall anyone in the last several weeks that had struck her as strange, creepy, or worrisome. Whoever this was had turned her simple existence into a rollercoaster ride.  

Something moved beyond the brush. Her breath hitched. The crack of a branch under the weight of something heavy splintered over the soft sound of dinner music. Her heart raced. Her grip on her phone tightened. Panic seeped into her veins.

“Joey,” a rough voice barked next to her, and if she could have jumped from her skin, she would have left it like the molting black racer snake did on her patio earlier in the week. Her vision blurred. Her chest vibrated with the fierce beat of her heart. Fear of coming face-to-face with the unknown overtook and everything faded to black.

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About the Authors:

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DC Stone:

DC Stone has over sixteen years of investigative experience, including working as a criminal investigator in the United States military anda private investigator. Currently, she works as an internal affairs investigator by day and a romantic suspense author by night. She has her Master’s degree in Criminal Justice and is dubbed, “The Investigative Whisper. “Commonly called upon to act as an expert witness, she also trains with local, state, and federal law enforcement officers. She provides numerous workshops that help authors gain insight into “digging” into a character’s mind to better understand motives, create suspense, and help maintain conflict.

When she isn’t trying to solve a new puzzle in the world offraud, she is engulfed with coffee, her laptop, and all those crazy characters in her head. She is a member of the Romance Writers of America, Hudson Valley Romance Writers, RomVets, RWA Kiss of Death, and the Liberty State Fiction Writers. She served as the 2014 Vice President and Conference Chair for NJRW. Find her on Facebook, Twitter, or her at http://www.authordcstone.com.

 

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Cait Jarrod:

From writing ‘every girl’s dream heroes’ to ‘strong, down-to-earth heroines,’ Cait Jarrod twists ‘cliff hanging plots’ and ‘clever, unpredictable sub-plots’. She loves diving into a good book as much as she loves writing one. Mother of three gorgeous daughters, she’s married to her best friend, hangs out with a great group of women—the WWC, and loves a good glass of wine.

  

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Lea Bronsen:

Lea Bronsen likes her reads fast, hot, and edgy, and strives to give her own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with her debut novel Wild Hearted, she divides her writing time between psychological thriller, romantic suspense, and erotic contemporary romance.

 

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Jessica Jayne:

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Jessica is a born and raised small town Ohio girl, who moved to the Sunshine State after graduating

from college. She graduated with a bachelor’s degree in English because she could not imagine doing anything else but reading and writing.

In the journey of life, she obtained her law degree (and bar license) and also became a wife and a mother of three children. So, life is always an adventure.

She loves to read and write… obviously! She’s a huge sports fan, especially college football and The Ohio State Buckeyes! Go Steelers! Go Rays! Go Lightning! She LOVES to travel… LOVES, LOVES, LOVES to

travel. She loves to drink coffee in the morning and tea at night! She loves a good glass of wine, especially if it comes from a bottle made by the FOOLS wine club… yep, she’s a founding member of that crazy group! She loves

hanging out with her family and friends! Music makes her happy. She’s a mix between country girl and city chic. She’s a sucker for a cowboy hat!

 

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[#BlogTour] Treasures of the Forgotten City by Danny McAleese & @DavidKristoph #Adventure #MiddleGrade

Treasures of the Forgotten CityBy Danny McAleese & David Kristoph

Genre: Action, Adventure (Age 11+, or grade 4 up)

Synopsis
Three priceless star jewels. A century-old, cryptic journal. Using only the resources left by your grand-uncle, it’s up to you to find Atraharsis — the legendary lost city beneath the sands.

 But the way won’t be easy. Raging sandstorms, sinister traps, and a whole host of mysteries stand between you and your Ultimate goal.

 Can you solve the riddles, and recover the fabled star gems in time?

 Or will you — like so many who’ve gone before — become the next permanent resident of the forgotten city?

 YOU choose your own path in this treasure-hunting adventure! Ultimate Ending lets YOU pick the story. YOU make the decisions, solve the riddles, avoid the traps and gather the clues. It’s a mystery and adventure book that YOU control!

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Danny McAleese started writing fantasy fiction during the golden age of Dungeons & Dragons, way back in the heady, adventure-filled days of the 1980’s. His short stories, The Exit, and Momentum, made him the Grand Prize winner of Blizzard Entertainment’s 2011 Global Fiction Writing contest.

He currently lives in NY, along with his wife, four children, three dogs, and a whole lot of chaos.



David Kristoph lives in Ft Worth, Texas with his wonderful wife and two not-quite German Shepherds. He’s a fantastic reader, great videogamer, good chess player, average cyclist, and mediocre runner. 

 He’s also a member of the Planetary Society, a patron of StarTalk Radio, an amateur astronomer and general space enthusiast. He writes mostly Science Fiction and Fantasy.

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[Book Tour & Giveaway] Rescued by the Wolf by @KristalHollis @RoxanneRhoads #HarlequinNocturne #ParanormalRomance


Rescued by the WolfWahyas of Walker’s Run Series (Book Two) by Kristal Hollis

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Harlequin Nocturne​Date of Publication: March 1, 2017

ISBN: 0373139837

ASIN: B01JBQ3HQW

Number of pages: 304

Word Count: 74,000


Book Description:
She’s not afraid to run with his wolf.

When a poacher killed his mate, Rafe Wyatt lost his future. While the Wahyas of Walker’s Run have been pulling him back from the brink, he’s certain he won’t have another chance at love. That is, until Grace comes to town.
Grace Olsen is a woman without roots. That’s exactly how she likes it, until a sojourn in a small, close-knit Appalachian community gives her a new vision of what home could be—and so does Rafe. He was supposed to be nothing more than a casual lover, just as wary of commitment as she is. When their raw attraction becomes something deeper, more complex, they could be looking at a new future together. But someone close to them both would rather see Grace dead than let her be with the man—and the wolf—she’s grown to love.
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Excerpt:
“Rafe, wake up!”
He didn’t move, snort, or otherwise acknowledge her presence.
Grace eased off the Murphy bed, slid her feet into pink slippers, maneuvered between the coffee table and couch, and reached over Rafe to the alarm clock balanced on the top frame of the couch, the LED face flipped so that the time flashed into the cushion instead of into the room.
In a sudden whirl, she slammed onto the couch seat cushions. Rafe’s steely fingers clamped around her wrists, pinning them over her head. She stared into icy, cobalt blue eyes that would’ve stolen her breath if she hadn’t lost all air when he plastered his hard, hot body onto hers.
The short crop of his auburn hair stuck out in different directions. A pillow crease cut across one high cheekbone and dipped into the reddish stubble dusting his strong jaw. His firm, full lips would look much more kissable if he smiled.
​Squared shoulders rose above a sculpted chest swirled with soft tufts of hair, and a quarter-sized scar marred the taut, tan skin over his right ribs.
Her gaze slid over the ripples of his abs and the sharp indents of his hips. She couldn’t follow the treasure line that arrowed down from his belly button because he was lodged intimately against her pelvis.
​A giddy heat rushed her body and struck her with the acute awareness of a virile man in his prime.
​“Never sneak up on me, Grace.” Rafe’s laser-intense eyes burned holes straight through her body. “It’s dangerous.”
No doubt.
From his deeply etched scowl to his silent, panther-like movements, she needed no further warnings. He was dangerous on all levels

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​Rafe sat on the couch in the living area of the suite, opened the fast food bag and methodically set three wrapped sandwiches, an extra-large order of fries, napkins and a plastic spoon on the small round table.

​“How you can eat like that and not have an ounce of fat?” She knew he didn’t because she’d seen every inch of him.
​“I run almost every night.” Rafe unwrapped the first sandwich, wadded the paper and dropped it in the bag.
​“You don’t look like a runner. They’re usually lean and lanky.” Grace pulled a bottle of water from the small in-room refrigerator and placed it on the table for Rafe. “You’re thicker, more solid.”
Elbows on his knees, holding the sandwich in front of his face, he took a giant bite, chewed slowly and swallowed. “You think I’m dense and slow?” His gaze lifted to her with a challenge in his eyes.
​“No.” She joined him on the couch. “Think of greyhounds and rottweilers. Greyhounds are sleek, elegant and fast. Rottweilers are—”

​“Blocky and stout?”​Neither of which described Rafe.

​“I was going for strong and durable.” She picked up the spoon and shoveled a big scoop of delicious, soft, vanilla ice cream drowning in hot fudge into her mouth.
Her entire body cheered.
​“I could give a greyhound a run for its life.”
“Keep eating junk and you won’t.”
Eying the sundae in her hand, he halted before taking another bite of his sandwich. ​“Who’s the pot and who’s the kettle in this conversation?”
“Hey. This is my only vice.” She savored another bite. “Ummmm.”
​“What about coffee?”
​“Isn’t a vice. Coffee is as essential as oxygen.”
​“If you stopped breathing, which would you rather have, mouth-to-mouth resuscitation or a cup of coffee poured down your throat?” Rafe’s gaze lingered on her mouth.
Her lips tingled. She gave her spoon a slow, sensual lick. “Depends on who’s providing the rescue breathing.”
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 Raised in a small Southern town, Kristal Hollis has spent most of her life helping people and animals. When a family medical situation resulted in a work sabbatical, she began penning deliciously dark paranormal romances to escape the real-life drama. After the crisis passed, her passion for writing love stories continued. An RWA 2015 Golden Heart® Finalist, Kristal lives with her husband and two rescued dogs at the edge of the enchanted forest that inspires her stories.

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[#BlogTour] WICKED BEAST @NazareaAndrews @InkSlingerPR


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The door to her office opens and Beauty stands there for a long moment, before she murmurs, “You are quite lovely, James.”I want to preen under her praise but I don’t. I haven’t done anything to earn it yet.

“Come with me,” she says softly, and I rock to my feet, standing until she begins walking down the hall. There’s a single black door between her office and my bedroom, and she enters it without fanfare.

The room is painted black, with a large four poster bed, tall white candles on the tables and cabinets, and a St Andrew’s cross against the wall. There’s a rack with paddles, whips, canes, crops—a whole host of toys and tools—and I shiver a little looking at it.

Beauty’s voice carries a hint of amusement when she says, “See something you like, Beast?”

I lower my eyes and hide my smile. “Yes, ma’am.”

She doesn’t laugh at me, not the way Charm would and I want her to, but she makes a happy little hum in the back of her throat, and that feels like a win.

Fingertips pressing against my bare back nudge me deeper in the room, and I resolutely do not lean into Beauty’s touch.

She then flips off the lights, plunging the room into a darkness so dense it feels like a living thing. She moves past me, careful not to touch, and I wonder just how the fuck she can see in this black. A tiny flare of light—a match she’s lit—throws heavy shadows as it flickers and jumps, shining against her mask as she lights a candle before blowing it out and stepping around me.

The rest of the room fades into black.

Hello everyone.  How’s your day going? I’m excited to be today’s host for the WICKED BEAST by Nazarea Andrews blog tour!

WICKED BEAST is the second book in the Wicked Ever After series.  This is an erotic, fairy-tale novella series! Get it now for just .99 cents!

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Blurb:

James “Beast” Lutz isn’t like his friends.

He doesn’t crave control the way Charm and Mal do, and he doesn’t play the games Wolf thrives on.
He lives on his knees, all of his strength bent to the will of his Domme.

He’s never regretted that, until now.

Now, when he’s trapped in an arrangement serving a Domme who can’t keep a sub.

Now, when he’s not sure how to trust a woman wrapped in mystery and less sure he wants to.

But the more he gets to know the Domme everyone knows as Beauty, the more Beast realizes everything he thought he knew was wrong.

 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

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Nazarea Andrews (N to almost everyone) is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. Which means she writes everything from zombies and dystopia to contemporary love stories. When not writing, she can most often be found driving her kids to practice and burning dinner while she reads, or binging watching TV shows on Netflix. N loves chocolate, wine, and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, spoiled cat and overgrown dog.

She is the author of World Without End series, Neverland Found, Edge of the Falls, and The University of Branton Series. Stop by her twitter (@NazareaAndrews) and tell her what fantastic book she should read next.

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[#BlogTour] Wicked Beast @NazareaAndrews @InkSlingerPR #EroticFairytales

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Today we are sharing the release of WICKED BEAST, the second book in the Wicked Ever After series by Nazarea Andrews! This is an erotic, fairy-tale novella series! Get it now for just .99 cents!

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WICKED EVER AFTER SERIES BLURB:

It’s the dirtiest fairy tale of all….

Charm. Beast. Wolf.

Everyone in the Kingdom–an exclusive, decadent BDSM club–knows the three friends and business partners.

But no one has ever gotten close enough to touch them.

Sex is easy, even when it hurts. It’s all any of them wanted.

Love is off the table.

Love is the thing none of them ever saw coming.

In the Kingdom, control is everything. Who wields it and who surrenders.

But some things even they can’t control.

Welcome to the Kingdom, where every happily ever after hurts in the most wicked of ways.

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WICKED BEAST by Nazarea Andrews

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 Blurb:

James “Beast” Lutz isn’t like his friends.

He doesn’t crave control the way Charm and Mal do, and he doesn’t play the games Wolf thrives on.

He lives on his knees, all of his strength bent to the will of his Domme.

He’s never regretted that, until now.

Now, when he’s trapped in an arrangement serving a Domme who can’t keep a sub.

Now, when he’s not sure how to trust a woman wrapped in mystery and less sure he wants to.

But the more he gets to know the Domme everyone knows as Beauty, the more Beast realizes everything he thought he knew was wrong.

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WICKED CHARMING (Wicked Ever After, #1)

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Blurb:

He’s at the top of the world.

He’s rich, sought after, and in control.

And he’s bored.

A string of one-night stands have left Samul Charming increasingly dissatisfied. When his mother pushes him to settle down, his best friends come up with a brilliant plan: Audition the submissives at The Kingdom.

The problem is, Charm knows who he wants: the only girl to challenge him, while submitting as naturally as breathing.
But he can’t have her.

With the entire club watching and his parents expecting him to marry soon, Charm decides to settle.
But love in the Kingdom is never simple and it is never painless.
And Charm is about to be reminded of that.

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WICKED WOLF (Coming February 27)

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Blurb:

Charles Wolf Blackwood likes the game. He likes chasing a new girl every week, loves seducing them and earning their trust. He doesn’t like to keep them.

Until he meets Scarlet.

The chase has never been quite as intoxicating as it is with her, the feisty sub with an innocent streak a mile wide. And for the first time, he wants to keep her, but Scarlet already has a Dom, and Hunter has no intentions of giving her up.
Both Wolf and Hunter are in for a surprise when they realize Scarlet doesn’t want one of them.

She’s playing to keep them both.

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 ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

nazareaandrews

Nazarea Andrews (N to almost everyone) is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. Which means she writes everything from zombies and dystopia to contemporary love stories. When not writing, she can most often be found driving her kids to practice and burning dinner while she reads, or binging watching TV shows on Netflix. N loves chocolate, wine, and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, spoiled cat and overgrown dog. She is the author of World Without End series, Neverland Found, Edge of the Falls, and The University of Branton Series. Stop by her twitter (@NazareaAndrews) and tell her what fantastic book she should read next.

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[#BlogTour & Giveaway] Dreamslipper Series Boxset @Lisa_Brunette @SagesBlogTours #Mystery #RomanticSuspense


A BOXED SET OF THE AWARD-WINNING NOVELS IN THE DREAMSLIPPERS SERIES + A BONUS STORY!
Dreamslippers Series Boxed SetBy Lisa Brunette


Genre: Mystery, Female Sleuths, Romantic Suspense

5-STAR REVIEWS FOR BOOKS IN THE SERIES…
“This might possibly be a ‘great book.’” – Sharon E. Leighton, a reader in Canada, on CAT IN THE FLOCK
“Lisa Brunette’s FRAMED AND BURNING is a brilliant, suspenseful whodunit…” – Anthony Award-winning writer of the Inspector Chen series, Qui Xiaolong

“The plot runs deep, and the characters are both quirky and interesting. This is a total whodunit mystery that will keep you on edge until the very end!” – Sage Adderley, on BOUND TO THE TRUTH
SERIES OVERVIEW
What if you could ‘slip’ into the dreams of a killer? This family of PIs can. They use their psychic dream ability to solve crimes, and that isn’t easy. 
In Cat in the Flock…
Following a mother and girl on the run, apprentice dreamslipper Cat McCormick goes undercover inside a fundamentalist church. Is its enigmatic leader guilty of domestic violence? Did his right-hand man really commit suicide?

In Framed and Burning…
It was supposed to be a much-needed vacation in Miami, meant to snap Cat out of a persistent depression. But when her great uncle’s studio goes up in flames, killing his assistant, Cat must find out who’s really to blame.

In Bound to the Truth…
The dreamslippers don’t quite trust their client. Did Nina Howell really fall under the spell of a domineering, conservative talk show host—as her wife claims?

PLUS explore Amazing Grace’s back story in the bonus story found ONLY in this boxed set!
For readers who enjoy strong female leads, quirky, well-developed characters, and a dash of dating drama with their mystery. Fans of J.A. Jance, Mary Daheim, and Jayne Ann Krentz will love Cat and “Amazing” Grace!
 

Lisa was born in Santa Rosa, California, but that was only home for a year. A so-called “military brat,” she lived in nine different houses and attended nine different schools by the time she was 14. Through all of the moves, her one constant was books. She read everything, from the entire Nancy Drew and Trixie Belden mystery series to her mother’s books by Daphne du Maurier and Taylor Caldwell. 

 A widely published author, game writer, and journalist, Lisa has interviewed homeless women, the designer of the Batmobile, and a sex expert, to name just a few colorful characters. This experience, not to mention her own large, quirky family, led her to create some truly memorable characters in her Dreamslippers Series and other works, whether books or games.

 Always a vivid dreamer, not to mention a wannabe psychic, Lisa feels perfectly at home slipping into suspects’ dreams, at least in her imagination. Her husband isn’t so sure she can’t pick up his dreams in real life, though.

 With a hefty list of awards and publications to her name, Lisa now lives in a small town in Washington State, but who knows how long that will last…

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