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Katrina Williams Book 1 by Robert E. Dunn – Book Tour + #Giveaway

16/08/17

A LIVING GRAVE
Katrina Williams Book 1
by Robert E. Dunn
Genre: Thriller, Crime Mystery
The first in a gritty new series featuring sheriff’s detective Katrina
Williams, as she investigates moonshine, murder, and the ghosts of
her own past…


BODY OF PROOF

 

Katrina Williams left the Army ten years ago disillusioned and damaged. Now a
sheriff’s detective at home in the Missouri Ozarks, Katrina is
living her life one case at a time—between mandated therapy
sessions—until she learns that she’s a suspect in a military
investigation with ties to her painful past.
The disappearance of a local girl is far from the routine distraction,
however. Brutally murdered, the girl’s corpse is found by a
bottlegger whose information leads Katrina into a tangled web of
teenagers, moonshiners, motorcycle clubs, and a fellow veteran
battling illness and his own personal demons. Unraveling each thread
will take time Katrina might not have as the Army investigator
turns his searchlight on the devastating incident that ended her
military career. Now Katrina will need to dig deep for the
truth—before she’s found buried…
A PARTICULAR DARKNESS
Katrina Williams Book 2
Pub Date: 9/12/2017
From the author of A Living Grave comes a gripping police procedural
featuring sheriff’s detective Katrina Williams as she exposes the
dark underbelly of Appalachia . . .
Dredging up the Truth
Still recovering from tragedy and grieving a devastating loss, Iraq war
veteran and sheriff’s detective Katrina Williams copes the only way
she knows how—by immersing herself in work. A body’s just been
pulled from the lake with a fish haul, but what seems like a
straight-forward murder case over the poaching of paddlefish for
domestic caviar quickly becomes murkier than the depths of the lake.
Soon a second body is found—an illegal Peruvian refugee woman linked to
a charismatic tent revival preacher. But as Katrina tries to
investigate the enigmatic evangelist, she is blocked by antagonistic
FBI agents and Army CID personnel. When more young female refu-gees
disappear, she must partner with deputy Billy Blevins, who stirs
mixed feelings in her, to connect the lake murder to the refugees.
Katrina is no stranger to darkness, but cold-blooded conspirators
plan to make sure she’ll never again see the light of day . . .
I wasn’t born in a log cabin but the station wagon did have wood on the
side. It was broken down on the approach road into Ft. Rucker,
Alabama in the kind of rain that would have made a Biblical author
jealous. You never saw a tornado in the Old Testament did you? As
omens of a coming life go, mine was full of portent if not exactly
glad tidings.
From there things got interesting. Life on a
series of Army bases encouraged my retreat into a fantasy world. Life
in a series of public school environments provided ample nourishment
to my developing love of violence. Often heard in my home was the
singular phrase, “I blame the schools.” We all blamed the
schools.Both my fantasy and my academic worlds left marks and
the amalgam proved useful the three times in my life I had guns
pointed in my face. Despite those loving encounters the only real
scars left on my body were inflicted by a six foot, seven inch tall
drag queen. She didn’t like the way I was admiring the play of three
a.m. Waffle House fluorescent light over the high spandex sheen of
her stockings.

After a series of low paying jobs that took me
places no one dreams of going. I learned one thing. Nothing vomits
quite so brutally as jail food. That’s not the one thing I learned;
it’s an important thing to know, though. The one thing I learned is a
secret. My secret. A terrible and dark thing I nurture in my
nightmares. You learn your own lessons.

Eventually I began
writing stories. Mostly I was just spilling out the, basically, true
narratives of the creatures that lounge about my brain, laughing and
whispering sweet, sweet things to say to women. Women see through me
but enjoy the monsters in my head. They say, sometimes, that the
things I say and write are lies or, “damn, filthy lies, slander
of the worst kind, and the demented, perverted, wishful stories of a
wasted mind.” To which I always answer, I tell only the truth. I
just tell a livelier truth than most people.

 

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Pre-Release for The Church of the Holy Child by Patricia Hale

12/08/17

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Book Title: The Church of the Holy Child by Patricia Hale

Release date: 15th August 2017

Genre: Mystery/Suspense

Word Count: 65,000

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About the book

Women are turning up dead at the local women’s shelter, an ex-cop turned PI and his partner stumble through a maze of dead ends while a distraught priest hears the killer’s confession and wrestles with his loyalty to the church.

 

Excerpt

Inside the wooden confessional there’s a man who talks to God. At least that’s what my mother told me the last time we were here. But a month has passed since she disappeared so today I’ve come to the church alone. I no longer believe that she’s coming back for me like she said. Instead, I’ve become her stand-in for the beatings my father dishes out. That’s what he calls it, dishing out a beating, like he’s slapping a mound of mashed potato on my plate. He swaggers through the door ready for a cold one after coming off his seven to three shift, tosses his gun and shield on our kitchen table and reaches into the refrigerator for a Budweiser. I cringe in the corner and make myself small, waiting to hear what kind of day he’s had and whether or not I’ll be his relief. More often than not, his eyes search me out.  “’C’mere asshole,” he says, popping the aluminum top, “I’m gonna dish out a beating.” If anyone can help me, it has to be this guy who talks to God. I open the door of the confessional with my good arm and step inside.

Twenty-Three Years Later

One

His breath was warm on my neck, his lips hot and dry. His tongue searched the delicate skin below my ear. Heart quickening, back arching, I rose to meet him.

The phone on the nightstand vibrated.

“Shit,” Griff whispered, peeling away from me, our clammy skin reluctant to let go.     He swung his feet over the edge of the bed and flashed me his bad-boy, half-smile. “Cole,” he said into the phone.

At times like this, cell phones rate right alongside other necessary evils like cod liver oil and flu shots. I leaned against his back and caressed his stomach, damp dunes of sculpted muscle. Not bad for a guy north of forty. Griff still measured himself against the hotshots in the field. But in my book he had nothing to worry about; I’d take the stable, wise, worn-in model over a wet behind the ear, swagger every time.

He pried my fingers from his skin and walked toward the bathroom still grunting into the phone.

I slipped into my bathrobe and headed for the kitchen. I have my morning priorities and since the first one was interrupted by Griff’s phone, coffee comes in a close second.

Twenty minutes later he joined me dressed in his usual attire, jeans, boots, tee shirt and sport jacket. Coming up behind me, he nuzzled my neck as I poured Breakfast Blend into a travel mug. Coffee splashed onto the counter top.

“Gotta run,” he said taking the cup from my hand.

“What’s up?”

“Not sure yet. That was John. He said he could use a hand.

“Sobering up?

Griff flinched like I’d landed one to his gut.

“Sorry,” I said. “Cheap shot.”

“Woman found dead early this morning.”

About the Author

IMG_1384Patricia Hale received her MFA degree from Goddard College. Her essays have appeared in literary magazines and the anthology, My Heart’s First Steps. Her debut novel, In the Shadow of Revenge, was published in 2013. The Church of the Holy Child is the first book in her PI series featuring the team of Griff Cole and Britt Callahan. Patricia is a member of Sister’s in Crime, Mystery Writer’s of America, NH Writer’s Project and Maine Writer’s and Publisher’s Alliance. She lives in New Hampshire with her husband and two dogs.

 

Website: www.patriciahale.org

Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/Church-Holy-Child-Patricia-Hale/dp/1940758599

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7113831

FaceBook: www.facebook.com/Patricia.hale.102

Twitter: @pmhale_

 

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Ken Fry Mystery Thrillers – Book Tour + #Giveaway

28/07/2017

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The Lazarus Succession
by Ken Fry
Genre: Historical Mystery Thriller
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AMAZON UK TOP 10 RELIGIOUS MYSTERY
A modern-day suspense thriller with a medieval mystery.
A LEGEND TO SLAUGHTER FOR…
A TRUTH TO DIE FOR…
The Lazarus Succession takes readers to the ancient scene of
Christ’s greatest miracle, to medieval Spain, and back to modern-day
Europe. In typical Ken Fry style, nothing is as it seems and a
surprise awaits at every turn of the page.
According
to legend, Annas Zevi, an artist who witnessed the raising of
Lazarus, was told by Christ to paint what he saw. Over the centuries,
his completed works has vanished, along with every other painting
depicting Lazarus’ resurrection. They were rumoured to be sacred
icons
with miraculous powers.
International Art Recovery Experts, Broderick Ladro and Ulla Stuart, are
hired by a disgraced High Court judge, Sir Maxwell Throgmorton, to
locate a long lost medieval painting by Spanish artist Francisco
Cortez. Like Zevi, his work is said to be divinely inspired.
Throgmorton’s client, a wealthy Spanish Condesa, is terminally ill and
the icon is her last hope. She will pay and do whatever it takes to
find the missing work of Cortez.
Unbeknown to the Condesa, Throgmorton seeks to make a vast personal fortune
from the discovery of the paintings, and use it to reclaim his place
in society.
Ladro and Stuart learns of Throgmorton’s deceit and attempts to thwart his
plans. As they delve deeper into the mystery of the missing Cortez
painting, they discover a secret that changes their lives
forever.
Just as it changed the lives of everyone it touched across the centuries.
Praise for The Lazarus Succession
“…the supernatural elements, and their effect on the characters, are pure
genius. Even an old cynic like me was entranced. The addition of a
little historical flavour, in the shape of frequent glances into a
beautifully depicted medieval Spain, gives the novel context, and a
timeless magic I found addictive.This is polished fiction of the
highest calibre, and I’m more than happy to award 5 stars.”
Stuart Kenyon, author
“…this is an excellent novel with many twists and turns, the pacing is
perfection, the characters are wonderful and the ending couldn’t be
better. If you want a riveting tale that will hold you in thrall from
the first page to the last, then this is your book.”
Carol Marrs Phipps, author
“The Lazarus Succession has a great historical and religious foundation
combined with a dynamic plot, twists, and turns. Ken Fry knows how to
keep the reader’s attention and trigger their emotional response.”
Lilah E. Noir, author
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The Patmos Enigma
by Ken Fry
Genre: Historical Mystery Thriller
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With the success of his UK Top 10 bestselling religious mystery, The
Lazarus Succession, Ken Fry once again crafts
a cunning and
explosive historical thriller
unlike any you’ve read
before.


Tel Aviv, Israel. Archaeologist
Joshua Agar makes a stunning discovery when on one of his excavation
sites, they unearth an ancient ossuary, untouched
since the day it was buried. Evidence and analysis reveals that the
contents of the find appear to be the six of the Seven Seals
mentioned in the bible’s Book of Revelation.
The Seventh is missing.
Meanwhile, a mysterious man has
been walking the Earth for millennia. He waits…
amassing knowledge and power, seeking to bring about the one event
that would release him from his endless existence. With
the discovery in Tel Aviv, his waiting might soon be over.
Joshua Agar and his team, Professor Simon Rockwell and Dr. Rachel Carver
soon realises the significance of their find. An ancient society
known as The Keepers awakens, and they are after the Seven Seals. For
it has been told, that whosoever breaks the seven seals will
have unimaginable power and control
over the new world
promised through the Second Coming of Christ.
The frantic hunt for the Seventh Seal begins. Through dusty caves, ancient churches,
and even within the most secretive vault on earth, they search
for clues
to the possible resting place of the missing
seal.
The archaeologists are not alone. Another ancient secret
brotherhood called the Guardians have long protected the Seven Seals,
since the time John of Patmos entrusted to them the Seventh. Using
their resources, they attempt to discover the identity of The Grand
Keeper and impede his plans for global upheaval.
As scientists, the archaeologists perceive their discovery as a
historical relic and not a religious find. But with the
forces aroused by the unearthing of the artefact
, they start to
question if there is indeed truth in the story.
The Patmos Enigma will take you on a journey of wonders and thrills as it
hurtles from dark truths to enlightening revelations as
the war between science and mysticism commences.
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Amazon bestselling author, Ken Fry, holds a university Master’s Degree in
Literature and has extensively traveled around the world. The places
and events are reflected in his stories and most of his tales are
based on his own experiences.


He was a former publisher before deciding to retire and devote his full
time to writing. He now lives in the UK and shares his home with
‘Dickens’ his Shetland Sheepdog.
Fry has published 7 suspense thrillers with more to be released in 2017.
Red Ground, The Lazarus Succession, Suicide Seeds, The Brodsky
Affair, Dying Days, and 2 short stories, Check Mate and Is That You,
Jim?


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Barnabas Tew and the Case of the Missing Scarab by Columbkill Noonan – Book Tour + #Giveaway

27/07/17



Barnabas Tew and the Case of the Missing Scarab

Columbkill Noonan

Genre: Mystery/Mythology
Publisher: Crooked Cat Books
Date of Publication: July 26, 2017
Number of pages: 273
Word Count: 84,467
Cover Artist: Adobe Stock/Lynea/Soqoqo
Tagline: Baker Street isn’t the only place in town

Book Description:

Barnabas Tew is a private detective struggling to make a go of it in Victorian London.
Fearing that he is not as clever as he had hoped to be, he is riddled with anxiety and plagued by a lack of confidence brought on in no small part by his failure to prevent the untimely deaths of several of his clients. Matters only get worse when Anubis, the Egyptian god of the dead, is referred to Barnabas by a former client (who perished in a terribly unfortunate incident which was almost certainly not Barnabas’ fault). Anubis sends for Barnabas (in a most uncivilized manner) and tells him that the scarab beetle in charge of rolling the sun across the sky every day has been kidnapped, and perhaps dismembered entirely.
The land of the dead is in chaos, which will soon spill over into the land of the living if Barnabas (together with his trusty assistant, Wilfred) cannot set matters to right.
Pulled from his safe and predictable (if unremarkable) life in Marylebone, Barnabas must match his wits against the capricious and dangerous Egyptian gods in order to unravel the mystery of the missing beetle and thereby save the world.

 

Excerpt:

“You see,” said
Anubis, “Khepre has gone missing. Are you familiar with Khepre?”
Barnabas shook
his head.
“Khepre is our
scarab beetle. He is responsible for rolling Ra across the sky every morning
and then down beneath the earth every night. Without Khepre the sun cannot
move. The sun will no longer rise and set as it should.”
“That is why it
is so hot in here?” ventured Barnabas, proud of his deductive skills. He had
noticed almost immediately how very bright the light was in this place and that
the air was intolerably stuffy.
“Exactly,” said
Anubis. “And if this continues for much longer, the heat and the constant daylight
will spill out onto the mortal world. There will be famine and death and chaos.
You can see that this must not happen.”
“Of course,”
agreed Barnabas. “That sounds perfectly dreadful.”

 

“Dreadful,
indeed,” said Anubis. “That is the task that I have for you. You must find
Khepre for us. The fate of the world depends upon it.”
 

About the Author:

Columbkill Noonan has an M.S. in Biology (she has, in turn, been a field biologist, an environmental compliance inspector, and a lecturer of Anatomy and Physiology).
When she’s not teaching or writing, she can usually be found riding her rescue horse, Mittens, practicing yoga (on the ground, in an aerial silk, on a SUP board, and sometimes even on Mittens), or spending far too much time at the local organic, vegan market.
  

 

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The Sisters, Texas Series by Becki Willis – Book Tour + #Giveaway

20/07/17

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Chicken Scratch
The Sisters, Texas Series Book 1
by Becki Willis
Genre: Cozy Mystery
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Named 2016 Best Mystery Series by Texas Association of Authors.
When Madison Reynolds finds herself widowed and penniless before forty,
she does the only thing she knows to do – she packs up her teenage
twins and moves back home with her eighty-year-old grandmother. Life
in The Sisters, Texas has not changed much since she’s been gone,
but at least her best friend Genesis is there to soften the
transition back into small-town life.
To make ends meet, Madison opens In a Pinch Temporary Services.
Her first real client is Ronny Gleason, but when she shows up for the
first day of work at the Gleason Poultry Farm, Madison makes a
gruesome discovery. The dead body she finds belongs to Mr. Gleason.
When a local man is arrested for murder, Madison takes on the job of
proving his innocence. Even though she is not a private investigator,
both mothers are desperate: Lucy Ngyen to clear her son’s name, and
Madison to pay her bills. But as she begins asking questions around
town, her interference is not welcome.
With a daughter determined to go back to Dallas, a son settling into small
town life, a feisty grandmother who knows all the town gossip, bill
collectors calling, and now someone trying to keep her silent,
Madison has no time for re-kindling her high school crush with police
chief Brash deCordova. She has her hands full just trying to stay
alive.
If she survives her amateur investigation, Maddy has a decision to make.
Will she go back to her life in Dallas, or will she build a new life
here in The Sisters?
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When The Stars Fall
The Sisters, Texas Series Book 2
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Madison Reynolds is rebuilding her life, one obstacle at a time.
But the building blocks aren’t standard issue: widowed at
thirty-nine…betrayed by her late husband…mother of teenaged
twins…finances in shambles…living with her eighty-year-old
grandmother…still attracted to her teenage crush Brash deCordova,
who just happens to be the Chief of Police in The Sisters…embroiled
in yet another murder mystery… How will she ever get all the blocks
assembled and stacked one upon another, in order to build a future
for herself and her children?
Madison’s newest client at In a Pinch Temp Service is a
suspicious wife, up against a formidable foe—the lovely Caress
Ellingsworth, former soap opera queen. When the star is murdered and
Madison is eyewitness to the deed, she wonders if the shadowed person
she saw commit the crime might really be her client. Now Madison is
torn between uncovering the truth and keeping her client’s name off
the suspect list.
Caress is not the only star in town these days. with a little help from
Granny Bert and Madison’s best friend Genesis, the popular
television show Home Again arrives, with some crazy notion about
remodeling the Big House for Maddy and her twins. The problem is,
Madison can’t afford to buy the house, much less pay to have it
renovated. No matter how tempting the offer—or how tempting the
show’s star, Nick Vilardi—Madison sees it as just another block
that will not fit.
Even if she manages to stack the blocks in a semblance of order, even if
she climbs her way up and reaches for the sky, what happens when the
stars fall?
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Stipulations and Complications
The Sisters, Texas Series Book 3
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Life comes with stipulations.
If you want to fit into last year’s swimsuit, you can’t eat ice cream and a Gennydoodle cookie after
every meal.


If you want to go to Heaven, you can’t raise Hell on
Saturday night and show up in the church pew on Sunday morning,
hungover and reeking of cheap perfume.
And if you want your
hundred-year-old mansion completely updated and remodeled for free,
you have to sacrifice.
Stipulations, my child.
-Granny Bert Cessna
Now that Madison Reynolds has agreed to be part of a reality-television
home remodeling show, she barely recognizes her own life. The show is
an instant success, bringing cameras and reporters right to her
doorstep, eager to chronicle her every move in the small Texas town.
With In a Pinch Temporary Services hovering on the thin line between
prosperity and extinction, Madison takes on another quirky case, this
one concerning a property dispute. Complications turn a simple
mission into all-out danger, and once again Madison finds herself
embroiled in an intriguing mystery.
Between her cantankerous grandmother, a moody teenage daughter, an
ever-starving son, townspeople eager to grab their fifteen minutes of
fame at her expense, and a mother-in-law appalled by her undignified
foray into the public eye, Madison had her hands full, long before
the skeleton was discovered. Now work is interrupted at the Big
House, ghost stories abound, more secret passages have been
unearthed, and someone is trying to scare her away from her new home.
What she needs is another session of Brash deCordova’s unique
‘river therapy’… not to mention the kiss that eludes them with
frustrating regularity.
What she gets is another round of stipulations and complications.
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Home Again: Starting Over
The Sisters, Texas Series Book 4
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Named “Best Mystery Series of 2017” by Texas Association of Authors
Things in The Sisters are heating up, and Madison
Reynolds is in the hot seat.


When a local woman dies in a most
unconventional way, In a Pinch takes on the quirky case and once
again, Maddy finds herself in the middle of a would-be murder
investigation. Even with the help of her grandmother and best friend
Genny, this case may be too hot to handle.
As summer scorches its way across Texas, drama as thick as the August humidity
rolls through the twin towns of Juliet and Naomi. Granny Bert reveals
a secret that rocks Maddy’s foundation. A celebrity designer joins
the renovation crew at the Big House, bringing twice the chaos and
twice the fans. Madison’s estranged mother-in-law convinces the
twins to spend the summer with her in Dallas. As if all of that isn’t
enough to wreak havoc in Madison’s life, Barry Redmond continues to
propagate his ridiculous grudge against her.
Things really start smoking when Cutter’s grandfather, rodeo legend Sticker
Pierce, returns to The Sisters and tries to rekindle a romance with
old flame Belle, aka Granny Bert. And Maddy’s latest brush with
death prompts Brash to finally make his move.
With renovations almost complete and the love of a good man behind her,
Maddy is ready to tell the world: I’m home again, and starting
over.
Don’t miss Book Four in the award-winning The
Sisters, Texas Mystery Series.
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Genny’s Ballad
The Sisters, Texas Series Book 5
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By all accounts, everyone loves Genny.
So why does someone want her dead?

There’s something special about Genesis Baker, owner of The Sister’s popular New
Beginnings Café
. With her dimpled smile and twinkling blue eyes,
Genny has practically the entire town eating from the palm of her
hand. But Genny is hiding a secret. Despite her sunny disposition and
golden touch, there is heartache in her past, and heartache, they
say, comes in threes.
Heartache Number One: An
unwelcomed customer shows up at New Beginnings.
Apparently, the restraining order against him has lapsed.


Heartache Number Two: Genny’s arch nemesis from high school returns
to town. Twenty years has done nothing to mellow the bitter feud
between these two women.


Heartache Number Three: As
Genny finally acknowledges her feelings for a younger man—sexy
firefighter Cutter Montgomery—memories of her first love come back
to haunt her.
On top of it all, someone is stalking Genny,
determined to make her life miserable.

 

As it turns out, being kidnapped is only the beginning of her troubles…
Great as a stand-alone, but Book Five of the award winning The
Sisters, Texas Mystery Series,
voted Best Mystery Series by
the Texas Association of Authors, two years in a row!
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Becki Willis, best known for her popular The Sisters, Texas Mystery Series
and Forgotten Boxes, always dreamed of being an author. In November
of ’13, that dream became a reality. Since that time, she has
published eleven books, won first place honors for Best Mystery
Series, Best Suspense Fiction and Best Audio Book, and has introduced
her imaginary friends to readers around the world.


An avid history buff, Becki likes to poke around in old places and learn
about the past. Other addictions include reading, writing, junking,
unraveling a good mystery, and coffee. She loves to travel, but
believes coming home to her family and her Texas ranch is the best
part of any trip. Becki is a member of the Association of Texas
Authors, the National Association of Professional Women, and the
Brazos Writers organization. She attended Texas A&M University
and majored in Journalism.
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30 Second Death by Laura Bradford – Book Tour + #Giveaway

19/07/17

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30 SECOND DEATH
A Tobi Tobias Mystery #2
by Laura Bradford
Genre: Cozy Mystery
Pub Date: 7/11/2017
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To help an old friend, Tobi Tobias gets a third-rate thespian a part in
a commercial, and learns that in the advertising business, bad acting
can lead to murder . . .
When Tobi Tobias opened her own advertising agency, Carter McDade was there for her
every step of the way. A brilliant hairdresser, Carter has just
landed his dream project: doing hair and makeup for a theatrical
production of Rapunzel. But the dream turns into a nightmare when he
runs into Fiona Renoir, a cruel, talentless starlet who won’t let
Carter touch a hair on her head.
To get Fiona out of Carter’s hair, Tobi hires the difficult actress for a bit part in
her latest commercial. But true to character, Fiona is a terror on
set, and Tobi is starting to think she’s made the biggest mistake
of her life. But things get even worse when Fiona drops dead in the
hairdresser’s chair, and the only suspect is the man left holding
the tainted hair dye, Carter McDade. And unless Tobi can prove his
innocence, he’ll never do hair in this town again.
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Laura Bradford is also the author of the Emergency Dessert Squad Mysteries,
including
Silence of the Flans and Éclair and Present Danger,
and the national bestselling Amish Mysteries, including
A
Churn for the Worse
and Suspendered Sentence.
Under the pen name, Elizabeth Lynn Casey, she writes the Southern
Sewing Circle Mysteries, including
Wedding Duress and Taken In.
She lives in Yorktown Heights, New York, with her husband and their
blended brood.
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Closer Than Yesterday by S.W. Frontz – Book Tour + #Giveaway

18/07/17

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Closer Than Yesterday

Land’s End Series

Book Three

S.W. Frontz

Genre:  mystery, romantic suspense
Date of Publication: April 21, 2017
ISBN: 978-1544728582
ASIN: B071RHTWSL
Number of pages: 206
Word Count: 62,212
Cover Artist:  S.W. Frontz

Book Description:

Samantha Patrick’s cousin Sarah has lived with an abusive husband for thirty years. After a brutal attack, she finally finds the courage to leave. Sarah goes to Land’s End looking for safety and comfort with her family on this small, idyllic island but the horror is not over yet. Someone is stalking Sarah. Is it the abusive husband or someone else? Will Land’s End be the place where Sarah finds new life, or it will be where it ends?
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Excerpt:      

Prologue
Johnson City, TN April 25, 2016
Leslie Jennings
carefully folded the last of her husband’s shirts and zipped up the
suitcase.  She picked it up, struggling
as she did.  Leslie was only 5’2, and
very slim.  The suitcase was almost as big
as she.  Leslie managed to get it to the
floor, where she raised the handle and rolled it to the top of the stairs.  Now she had to get it downstairs without
making too much noise.  Carter would
accuse her of trying to destroy his Louis Vuitton luggage.   After ten minutes of pulling the luggage
down one stair at a time, Leslie finally rolled it to the front door.  She ran quickly back upstairs and grabbed his
garment bag.  She had already packed this
and she hurried back downstairs.  
She was waiting
by the luggage when Carter came downstairs, his briefcase hanging from his
shoulder.  He was dressed in a sharp gray
suit, white dress shirt, and patterned gray tie.  Leslie studied him while he glanced through
his phone.   Carter was of average
height, with graying brown hair and eyes.
He had sharp features and rarely smiled.
His only pleasure was making a sale.
He owned a real estate company and it was very successful.  They had been married for thirty years and
they had no children.
Carter didn’t
like kids, so they didn’t have any. He glanced up from his phone and gave
Leslie the once-over.  She was wearing
her scrubs, ready to go to work at the hospital after she dropped Carter off at
the airport.  She worked the seven p.m.
to seven a.m. shift when he was gone on business trips.  He thought if she worked at night, she
wouldn’t be out doing anything else. She didn’t know why it mattered if she was
seeing anyone or not. 
He was not the
affectionate type and most of the time he acted like he hated Leslie. It wasn’t
an issue anyway, Leslie didn’t go anywhere outside of work and her
grandmother’s house. The only people she talked to were her co-workers and her
grandmother Jody.  Carter didn’t allow
her to socialize with anyone other than someone he approved, and he didn’t
approve of anyone. “Looks like you’re ready to go.  Is this all my stuff?” 
Carter waved his
hand over the luggage. Leslie nodded.
“Yes, that’s it.  I packed
everything you had on the list.” Carter picked up his garment bag and gestured
for Leslie to get his suitcase.  She
picked it up and carried it to the car waiting right outside the door in their
driveway that curved around the front of the house.  She couldn’t roll it; Carter would get
upset.  She managed to get it in the
trunk of his Mercedes.   He got in the
driver’s side and Leslie in the passenger side.
Silently they drove out of the subdivision.
Carter finally
spoke when they had gotten to the highway. “Tell me your schedule,” he
commanded. “After I drop you off, I’m going home to get my car.  I’ll put yours in the garage.  Then, I’m going to Jody’s to fix her supper,
then I’m off to work.  I work the night
shift.  I get off at seven a.m.  I’ll go back to Jody’s and fix her breakfast,
then home for a few hours of sleep.  Then
I’ll get up and complete the to-do list that you made.”
Carter nodded in
satisfaction.  “Very good.  I approve.” Leslie stared out the
window.  How she would love to hit him
right in his arrogant face. 
Well, that was
all going to change tonight.  When she
finally made it to work tonight, she was going to leave her cell there.  Carter had a tracking app on it.  She had already spoken to her supervisor and
he had promised that he would help Leslie in any way that he could.  
Leslie was going
to get on a Greyhound bus tonight and start her journey away from Carter.  She had been saving money for months, a
little at a time and squirreling it away at Jody’s.  She would go get the money and see Jody one
more time. After that, she was going to leave her car at the bus terminal and
take the bus to Memphis, rest, get on another bus to New Orleans, and slowly
make her way around the southeast coast to a little island town in North
Carolina called Land’s End.
Leslie had heard
Jody talk about the little town for years.
Leslie’s first cousin, Samantha, lived there with her husband, Andy, who
was also the sheriff of the town.  Samantha
had never contacted Jody, but through the internet, Leslie had been able to
track them down for Jody. Even though she knew where they were, Jody wouldn’t
contact her.  She was waiting for
Samantha to come to her. She knew what Samantha had been through, and Jody
didn’t want to bring back sad memories to Samantha until she was ready.  Leslie thought it was a good a place as any
to start over.  Maybe she and Samantha
could become friends. Carter didn’t know about Samantha.  Jody had quite a bit of money and owned a
large historical home.
Carter thought
that Leslie was going to inherit all of it.
He didn’t mind if Leslie took care of Jody, in fact, he insisted that
she go there before and after work.  If
he knew that there was someone else to split the inheritance with, he would be
very angry with Leslie, even though it wasn’t her fault. Leslie was tired of
being the recipient of his anger.  When
they first married, she wasn’t aware of his violent temper or that he was a
control freak.  She thought that the
reason he watched her every move and told her what to wear, who to be friends
with, etc., was because he cared about her.
Her parents had
died when Leslie was ten. Her grandmother had taken her in and raised her.  Leslie loved Jody, but she had missed her
parents, especially her father terribly. That was one of the things that had
attracted her to Carter.  He was several
years older than she was.  He owned his
own business, home and he was very settled and mature for a man in his early
thirties.  
The first time
she did something he didn’t approve of they had been married for a year. He had
backhanded her and bruised her cheek so badly that she had to wear pancake
makeup for over a week.  It took her
while to figure out what set him off, but over the years she had managed to get
into his routine and kept herself from getting hurt.
They were
getting close to the airport and Carter started droning out instructions to
her.  She could recite what he was
telling her in her sleep; but she answered him in the way he liked for her to
respond. No sense in getting him upset.
It was so close for time for her to leave; she could deal with him for a
few more minutes. He pulled up in front of the doors in the unloading zone.  Leslie got out and waited for him to open the
trunk.  She handed him his garment bag,
then pulled his suitcase out.  He took
the handle from her. “I’ve got it from here.
Get my car home and put away.  I
will see you in a week.” 


Without any
further words, he went inside the terminal and Leslie got in to drive his car
home. He had always told her that he would kill her if she left.  When she had celebrated her 55th birthday in
January, Leslie had known that this year was the year she had to leave.  Living like this was killing her, and she
deserved a chance for happiness sometime in her life.

About the Author:

S.W. Frontz is the author of the Land’s End Series, which includes: When the Morning Comes, Don’t Look Back, and Closer Than Yesterday.  S.W. is a native of Charlotte, NC but was raised in East Tennessee, where she still resides with her husband, Rusty, of 21 years, and their furbaby, Mandy.
S.W. has been an avid reader since a child.  Her favorite genres are mystery, suspense, and Southern humor.  Favorite authors include John Sanford, Erica Spindler, Karen Robards, Lee Childs, James Lee Burke, and Fannie Flagg.   
S.W plans on continuing the Land’s End Series, at least for a few more books.  Book four is in the first draft stage.
S.W. is a nominee for the 2017 Top Female Author and a member of the Southeastern Writer’s Association.

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Thirteenth Gate by Kat Ross – Book Tour + #Giveaway

30/06/17

 

The Thirteenth Gate

Dominion Mysteries

Book Two

Kat Ross

Genre: Fantasy/mystery
Publisher: Acorn
Date of Publication: June 26, 2017
ISBN: 978-0-9972362-8-6
ASIN: B071RQ142S
Number of pages: 380
Word Count: 88k
Cover Artist: Damonza

Book Description:

Winter 1888. At an asylum in the English countryside, a man suspected of being Jack the Ripper kills an orderly and flees into the rain-soaked night. His distraught keepers summon the Lady Vivienne Cumberland—who’s interviewed their patient and isn’t sure he’s a man at all. An enigmatic woman who guards her own secrets closely, Lady Vivienne knows a creature from the underworld when she sees one. And he’s the most dangerous she’s ever encountered.
As Jack rampages through London, Lady Vivienne begins to suspect what he’s searching for. And if he finds it, the doors to purgatory will be thrown wide open…
Across the Atlantic, an archaeologist is brutally murdered after a Christmas Eve gala at the American Museum of Natural History. Certain peculiar aspects of the crime attract the interest of the Society for Psychical Research and its newest investigator, Harrison Fearing Pell. Is Dr. Sabelline’s death related to his recent dig in Alexandria? Or is the motive something darker?
As Harry uncovers troubling connections to a serial murder case she’d believed was definitively solved, two mysteries converge amid the grit and glamor of Gilded Age New York. Harry and Lady Vivienne must join forces to stop an ancient evil. The key is something called the Thirteenth Gate. But where is it? And more importantly, who will find it first?

Excerpt:

The Greymoor
Lunatic Asylum made a grim impression even in daylight. It crouched at the end
of a long, treeless drive, barred windows gleaming beneath a peaked slate roof.
After her first interview with Dr. William Clarence, Lady Vivienne Cumberland
had taken a hard look at those bars. She’d strongly suggested to the asylum
superintendent that he move Dr. Clarence to a room with no window at all.
That had been
just over a month ago. Now, in the darkest hour of the night, with rain
coursing down the brick façade and thunder rattling the turrets, Greymoor
looked like something torn from the pages of a penny dreadful, hulking and
shadowed despite the lamps burning in every window. At the wrought-iron front
gate, a black brougham drew to a halt. Following a brief exchange with the
occupants, two officers from the Essex constabulary waved it through,
immediately ducking back into the shelter of a police wagon.
“I told them to
watch him,” Lady Cumberland muttered, yanking her gloves on. “To keep him
isolated from the staff and other patients. Clearly, they didn’t listen. The
fools.”
Alec Lawrence
gripped the cane resting across his knees. He had been present at the
interview, had looked into Dr. Clarence’s eyes, a blue so pale they reminded
him of a Siberian dog. The memory unsettled him still, and he wasn’t a man who
was easily shaken.
“We don’t know
what happened yet,” he pointed out. “Superintendent Barrett can hardly be
faulted considering we withheld certain information. I rather doubt he would
have believed us anyway.”
Vivienne
scowled. “You may be right, but it was only a matter of time. I’ve known that
since the day Clarence was brought here. The S.P.R. made a very bad mistake
entrusting him to Greymoor.”
“We still don’t
know for sure—”
“Yes, we do. The
killings stopped, didn’t they?”
“That could be
for any number of reasons,” he said stubbornly.
“Including that
the creature who committed them is behind bars. Or was, at least.”
Alec Lawrence
buttoned his woolen greatcoat. This was not a new debate. “Perhaps. But there’s
not a scrap of hard evidence against him. Nothing but a single reference in a
report by some American girl and Clarence’s own odd demeanor. Had there been
more, he would have been locked up tight in Newgate Prison.”
Vivienne turned
her obsidian gaze on him. With her high cheekbones and full lips, she might
have been thirty, or a decade in either direction. Only Alec and a handful of
others knew better.
“That American
girl is Arthur Conan Doyle’s goddaughter and she seemed quite clever to me. It
wouldn’t have mattered anyway,” she added quietly. “Walls don’t hold Dr.
Clarence’s sort for long.”
“Look,” he said,
softening. “For what it’s worth, I think we did the right thing taking him off
the streets. I just….” He trailed off, unsure how he meant to finish the
thought.
“You don’t trust
my judgment anymore. Since Harper Dods.”
“That’s not even
remotely true. I simply think we need to keep open minds on the matter. The
signs aren’t there, Vivienne. I’m the first to admit Dr. Clarence is an odd
duck, perhaps worse. But that doesn’t mean he isn’t human.”
Vivienne arched
a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. “And yet here we are, summoned by Sidgwick in the
middle of the night. I wonder if he’s regretting his decision?”
The note from
Henry Sidgwick, president of the Society for Psychical Research, had arrived in
the form of a small, bedraggled messenger boy pounding on Lady Vivienne’s front
door in St. James an hour before. It was both vague and ominous, citing an
“unfortunate incident” involving Dr. Clarence and urging all due haste to the
asylum.
“I suppose we’ll
find out in a minute,” Alec said, turning his collar up. He swiped a hand
through chestnut hair and jammed a top hat on his head. “Off to the races.”
A gust of rain
shook the carriage as it slowed at the front entrance. A six-story tower capped
by a Roman clock and white spire anchored two wings extending on either side.
Unlike most asylums, which had separate annexes for men and women, Greymoor’s
residents were all male. The north wing housed those poor souls suffering from
garden-variety disorders like dementia and melancholia. The other was reserved
for the so-called “incurables,” a euphemism for the criminally insane. Violent,
unpredictable men deemed unfit for prison.

 

Despite his
doubts, Alec Lawrence would have happily had the lot of them over for tea
rather than spend five minutes in the company of Dr. William Clarence. In his
heart, he wondered if Vivienne’s instincts were correct. But he wanted her to
be wrong because the alternative was far worse.
 

 About the Author:

Kat Ross worked as a journalist at the United Nations for ten years before happily falling back into what she likes best: making stuff up. She’s the author of the dystopian thriller Some Fine Day, the Fourth Element fantasy series (The Midnight Sea, Blood of the Prophet, Queen of Chaos), and the new Dominion Mysteries. She loves myths, monsters and doomsday scenarios.

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The Chandler Affairs By G.W. Renshaw – Book Tour + #Giveaway

28/06/17

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The Stable Vices Affair
The Chandler Affairs Book 1
By G.W. Renshaw
Genre: Paranormal Mystery
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Veronica Chandler has worked hard
to become a private investigator. At the age of eight she got a baton
for Christmas—just like Mummy’s. At 12, she started working at
her father’s restaurant so she’d have the money for the
investigator’s course. At 16, she became an intern with the Calgary
Police Service. And now, at 18, she’s the youngest licensed PI in
Alberta.
As her ex-boyfriend can attest,
she has the skills. As a psychotic killer discovers, she has the
will. Now she’s ready to take on the world: To find the lost and
expose the faithless.
None of which prepare her for a
house that can’t decide whether it’s empty, one or two perverse
dwarfs with a bizarre hold over their victims, a kinky pony show, and
a secret global organization. Every clue leads to more questions.
Four lives depend on Veronica finding the answers.
And then there’s that pesky
losing-your-soul thing.
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There was sharp pain in my foot as the bat struck it, but my boot absorbed most of it. I wiggled harder. My coat got caught on something, and I strained to get away. Just as he grabbed both of my legs, and hauled me out into the street again, my hand grabbed something hard and cold.

There was no thought of consequences as I came out into the sunlight. Danielle’s gun was heavy in my frozen hands as I raised it to the looming shadow overhead.

At that range it would have been almost impossible to miss. As he screamed again I squeezed the trigger. A hole appeared in his chest. He looked surprised.

I managed to squeeze off another round as he began to crumple straight down. It reminded me of video of a building being demolished with explosives.

Two rounds. Centre of mass. Just like in the simulator.  I would have shot him more times if I could have gotten my fingers to work faster. I wasn’t consciously trying for a double tap.

The sound of the shots was deafening. Afterwards, all I could hear was a high-pitched whine in my head. My ears were not impressed by all they’d been through in the past few minutes.

I couldn’t breathe. Maybe it was the cold.

Pain. Cold. Wetness. Silence. Blood.

For a blessedly long time I lay there staring at Danielle. Waiting for the monster to rise again from behind her.

Slowly, I started noticing other things. People on the sidewalks were running away, or standing with their mouths open. They were probably screaming, but I couldn’t hear anything but that whine.

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The Prince and the Puppet Affair
The Chandler Affairs Book 2
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Alyssa Blakeway is so submissive
it’s a miracle she left her house, let alone asked Veronica to find
out if her abusive husband is also cheating on her.
When Veronica finds out who
Collin Blakeway is actually going to see, things go from bad to worse
to deadly. They also challenge Veronica’s most deeply held beliefs
as she discovers that demons and magic are real.
It’s no longer a matter of
saving a marriage. Now she has to save the lives of Alyssa, her
sister Kali, an unknown woman, and herself. All while avoiding being
killed by her sister for acting stupidly.
If an arborist, a coven of
Witches, the Vatican, the Freemasons, a Native Elder, and an old
bicycle can’t save them, who can?
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At that moment, something stabbed me between my shoulder blades.

Stab might be too strong a word, but if the mosquito was big enough that its proboscis had gone through my track suit and jabbed my back, it might be exactly the right word. It felt like I needed to reach the spot between my shoulder blades and pull it out before I passed out from blood loss. Damn, that hurt. How big was that sucker?

During that half second of distraction I tripped over a freaking lawn chair. It was one of those cheap ones with nylon webbing and thin aluminum tubing that makes a big racket when it falls over with almost 60 kilograms of startled private investigator tangled in it. That would have been bad enough, but the deck also had a built-in, recessed hot tub. I fell onto the cover.

Evidently, Collin didn’t approve of rigid pool covers. They probably cost too much for his taste. Instead, he’d bought one of those cheap, floating bubble-wrap things with no structural integrity. Water leaped for joy, and made a big splash as it went everywhere. My top half was soaked, my feet were still tangled in the chair, and my head was underwater.

At least the water was warm.

I floundered for entirely too long, trying to do a reverse sit-up while my hands scrabbled to find the edge of the tub. I managed to grab it, and push myself out. By now, there was not much point in trying to be stealthy, so I kicked the chair free of my legs. Inside the house, a male voice was bellowing. This was not going as well as I’d hoped.

I sprinted up the path to the fence, cooling water trickling from my soaked top down the inside of my trousers. I pushed my way through the tree branches, and jumped for the top of the fence.

Despite the adrenaline fuelling my jump, I wasn’t even close. I slid down the fence boards, and another branch caught me in the same spot on my back.

On my second jump I didn’t even get that high. My clothing got caught on a branch, and I was knocked off balance. I fell backward, and rolled down the slope toward the garden.

It was a good thing that the glass cold frame broke my fall.

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The Kalevala Affair
The Chandler Affairs Book 3
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Being shot at and landing in
protective custody certainly cramps a PI’s style, so when a group
of collectors want Veronica to track down an historical artifact in
England, she jumps at the chance. They’ll even handle recovery, so
all she has to do is find the item. It’s a piece of cake.
There are a few details that were
left out. Everybody is after this thing. Veronica has to dodge
bullets meant for another PI, get chased all over Europe by Finnish
terrorists, tries not to violate every national park in the world,
and has to put up with an English investigator who insists on
accompanying her.
Of course, the artifact turns out
to be more dangerous than she was led to believe. Veronica has to
trust somebody who tried to remove her head, decide the fate of the
world, and survive an angry volcano. At least she’s getting paid
for it. If she can collect.
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On the way back to our hotel we were walking beside a park when Lana shoved me forward. As I stumbled I saw a big man rushing toward us from the direction of the trees. He was holding an impressive-looking knife in a way that told me he wasn’t an amateur with it. He was wearing a ski mask.

Seriously? A ski mask? How cliché.

Lana had backed away and was starting her capoeira dance. Since I was on the ground he ignored me for the moment it took him to try to figure out how to attack Lana. That gave me a chance to spin around and drive my foot into the side of his knee. He shifted his attention back to me just in time, slashing the knife downward toward my leg. I felt it catch on my jeans, then my foot connected.

His knee buckled with a nasty sound and he grunted. The knife stayed in his hand as he fell. His noise-making didn’t last long as Lana launched herself into the air almost simultaneously and nailed him on his temple with her heel. Her dress billowed out gracefully, and it would have looked spectacular in slow-motion. I don’t think he appreciated the sight before he became extremely unconscious.

Lana looked completely unruffled as she held out her hand to help me up. “Are you all right?”

“Yeah.” That’s when I noticed some blood on my leg. His knife had been sharp enough that the cut wasn’t hurting yet. Through the slice in the fabric it didn’t seem too bad.

She checked his neck for a pulse. “He’s still alive.”

I kicked his knife further from his hand. “That’s a relief. I don’t envy him how he’ll feel when he wakes up.”

Lana peeled back his mask. “How interesting.”

It was our book worm from the Helsinki airport.

“What do we do now?” Lana said.

“I’m not sure. What’s the emergency number in Finland?”

“Try 1-1-2. That’s the European Union emergency number.”

I’d just gotten my phone out when a police car coasted to a stop beside us. A young constable got out with a wary eye on us.

Mitä tapahtui?

“I’m sorry, we don’t understand,” Lana said.

He switched to English. “What happened?”

“This man attacked us with a knife. We defended ourselves.”

 

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The True Love Affair
The Chandler Affairs Book 4
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Veronica has just gotten home
after solving a minor case in Mexico involving kidnapping, betrayal,
bank fraud, and a Colombian drug cartel when an old acquaintance show
up to hire her. Somebody has been committing impossible murders all
over the world, and Veronica is the only person qualified to stop the
killer before the body count soars.
The problems start with her
client. Can she trust a demon prince not to send her back to therapy
or worse for another year? What, if any, is his hidden agenda? Is
anything at all as it seems?
Veronica thought she had a handle
on magic and demons, but as soon as she starts investigating it’s
obvious that all the rules have changed. She’s playing in the big
leagues now, and she’s going to have to move heaven and hell to
keep humanity alive. Starting with herself.
Now, if she can only survive
dinner with her family, a blind date, a small immigration problem,
and working with the federal cabinet, it’s possible that all will
be well.
Or at least as well as it can be
when you have to deal with insane immortals and a talking cat.
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There was almost no light in my room, but by the red glow of the numbers on my alarm clock I could see vague shadows in front of me at the foot of the bed. They looked suspiciously like a pair of feet that were blocking my way to the door. My eyes followed the shadows up the dark mass to a quiet blue flame hovering in midair. It moved, becoming brighter for a moment. There was a sound of someone exhaling, and the pungent burning smell became more intense and caught in my throat. The smell wasn’t tobacco.

It was brimstone.

I scurried backward, crab-walking with my butt almost on the floor, until my head hit the night table. The lamp on top teetered and fell to the carpet. I felt the lamp shade brush by my hair as it narrowly missed my head. The crunch of a breaking light bulb was close and immediate.

Adrenaline poured through my system again. I chose to interpret it as anger rather than fear. A male voice with a distinctive lisp familiar to a previous generation of movie-goers spoke in the darkness.

“Nice reflexes, doll, but you should put something on. You look cold.”

I knew that voice. It was far too late for modesty, so I stood up, pushed past the figure, and put on the robe that was hanging on the door. I tied the belt by touch, viciously yanking the ends as I did so. I would have a hell of a time getting it undone later, but that was the least of my worries.

I found the wall switch without much trouble and flicked it upward with a satisfying snap. The result was painfully bright, and I couldn’t help blinking several times. It didn’t make any difference to what I saw, which was exactly what I was hoping I wouldn’t.

Humphrey Bogart, circa 1941, stood in my bedroom, dressed in a well-tailored, three-piece, pin-stripe suit. He’d tossed his fedora over the post at the bottom of my bed.

I really liked normal cases. None of them involved Sam Spade showing up in my bedroom at oh dark seventeen. Especially considering what the bastard had done to me the last time we’d met.

He waved the sulphurous cigarette at me in greeting, and took another puff. How do you even smoke sulphur? The stench tickled my throat, and I made a great effort not to cough. I’d be damned before I’d let him make me cough.

“Put that out. You’ll stink up the whole apartment.”

“Whatever you say, toots.” The cigarette vanished as if it had never existed. The smell did not go with it.

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G.W. Renshaw lives in Calgary, Alberta with his lovely wife and Romulus
the cat. He likes to write stories that range from the unusual to the
bizarre.
He has picked up a variety of skills over the years: gunner in the
Canadian Forces, practitioner of Iwama-style Aikido, Krav Maga, and
Chito Ryu Karate, computer programmer, Linux druid, Search and Rescue
manager, caving, rock climbing, and archery. He learned man tracking
from Terry Grant (the original
ManTracker on
TV). He also learned a variety of medieval skills while in the
Society for Creative Anachronisms.
G.W. writes when he isn’t maintaining the web site for When Words Collide,
being beaten senseless by his young padawan, or working at Mount
Royal University, the University of Calgary Faculty of Veterinary
Medicine, or the Cumming School of Medicine.
He claims to have a firm grip on reality, but seems unaware that it is
slowly turning purple. He will happily watch just about any film with
monsters in it.
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Reightman& Bailey by Jeffery Craig – Book Tour + #Giveaway

23/06/17

Done Rubbed Out
Reightman & Bailey Book 1
by Jeffery Craig
Genre: Crime Mystery, Thriller
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In this first book of the Reightman & Bailey Series, deceit,
corruption and murder tangle together with vivid, unconventional
characters in a story of unlikely new friendships and their power to
change us.

Things are going well at the Time Out Spa, but the night young proprietor
Toby Bailey discovers his former lover naked and dead on a massage
table, more things are spoiled than just his white leather shoes.
Detective Melba Reightman and partner, Sam Jackson are called in to
investigate and soon become embroiled in the most perplexing homicide
case seen in years.
After a Hunting knife engraved with Toby’s name is found in a pile of wet,
bloody laundry, he’s arrested for the murder of Geraldo Guzman. He
enlists the aid of Madame Zhou Li, practicing attorney and owner of
Green Dragon Chinese Herbs and Teas. The peculiar octogenarian seems
an unlikely choice to defend him, but has a few tricks up her sleeve.
Toby joins forces with Reightman and Jackson and a shocking string of
clues leads them closer to the killer. The bad news? Successfully
solving the crime might unleash a firestorm on this southern city,
and come with a price none of them are prepared to pay.
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Hard Job
Reightman & Bailey Book 2
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In this second Reightman & Bailey thriller, Detective Melba
Reightman is distraught over the murder of her friend and partner,
Sam Jackson. The Guzman murder case has been closed, but she knows
the real killer is still out there somewhere. Toby Bailey’s
discovery of a set of incriminating photos proved there were more
people involved in Geri Guzan’s death than just Dr. Lieberman, but
getting anyone to listen is more of a challenge than she’d ever
imagined. She’s going to need help convincing the powers that be
that the case needs to be reopened, but she’ll find a way to do it.
It’s the only choice she has if she wants to discover who’s
behind it all.

Toby’s still struggling with Geri’s death and the shock at having been the
target of a hitman. Detective Jackson took the bullet meant for him
and saved his life, and he doesn’t understand how things could have
gone so very wrong. No one should have known about the evidence Geri
left behind, but it’s the only explanation that makes any sense. He
has a hunch things are going to get worse, so he’ll just have to
pull up his pants and get on with whatever needs to be done to help
Detective Reightman figure things out.
And as for John Brown? He’s just worried he won’t get paid after
botching the hit on Toby, and can’t help wondering what will happen
next. It wasn’t really his fault. Mistakes were bound to happen
when things got complicated, but who knew this would be such a hard
job?
Things are heating up in this southern city.
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Skin Puppet
Reightman & Bailey Book 3
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In Skin Puppet: Reightman & Bailey Book Three, the whole gang from
Capital Street is back and almost ready for business. It’s just two
weeks until The Reightman & Bailey Agency officially opens, but
Melba Reightman and Toby Bailey have things pretty much under
control. After the horrific events of the last six months, things are
starting to feel normal again.

An inconvenient lisp from a busted lip isn’t slowing Toby down, but it
makes him sound embarrassing like a cartoon character. And there’s
the whole awkward situation with Jon Chiang. One minute Zhou Li’s
nephew is cold and distant, and the next minute…well, Toby could
swear the guy might be interested in something more. It’s all very
confusing.
Melba’s got her hands full completing last minute paperwork so they can open
for business. There’s the huge stack of invitations Madame Zhou
dropped off, all needing to be hand-addressed. Melba doesn’t see
the need for a huge grand opening party, but there’s no point in
arguing with the bossy owner of Green Dragon. To top things off, Zhou
Li is strongly hinting that Melba needs a new dress.
With so much going on, the reports of children missing from the local area
haven’t really registered on anyone’s radar. The single flyer
posted by a desperate mother looking for her daughter was disturbing,
but it’s really a matter for the local police, not the Reightman &
Bailey Agency. Right?
Wrong. Things are never that easy.

 

WARNING: This novel deals with mature subject matter.
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Jeffery Craig is the writing pseudonym of the author, used for fictional
works. Jeffery resides in the southeastern United States and shares
his life with his husband and partner, and a menagerie of much-loved
pets. For several years, he worked as a executive providing
technology and consulting services to help clients meet business
needs. He’s an avid supporter of the arts and co-owns a local art
gallery/gift store that provides an outlet for area artists to
showcase and sell their works.


When he isn’t writing, he might be found working on a painting or enjoying
the covered front porch of his historic southern home with a good
book in hand
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