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Bullet Series by Jade C. Jamison – Book Tour + #Giveaway


Find out why readers have dubbed Jade C. Jamison the “Queen of Rock
Romance” with the complete Bullet series, described as “gritty,”
“raw,” and “real.” Realistic rock stars, real
angst and heartache in this true-to-life glimpse of sex, drugs, and
rock and roll.
Complete Series Buy Links:
Bullet Series Book 1
by Jade C Jamison
Genre: New Adult, Rock Star Romance
What if you discover the man you want is toxic?
She tasted a little bit of heaven with him, and now they’ve gone
through hell and back, but can their relationship take anymore?
Valerie Quinn is a naïve college freshman when she meets on-the-rise rock
star Ethan Richards. He’s an idealistic, handsome, reckless young
man, but he’s captured her heart. She doesn’t give up on him and
eventually his walls crumble down. By the time Valerie has given
herself to him completely, she discovers he’s damaged and may be
beyond help. Can she save Ethan and their relationship before he
implodes, or will he self-destruct and take her with him?
Yes, this is the book you’ve been hearing all the buzz about!
Get it FREE on:
Rock Bottom
Bullet Series Book 2
The much-anticipated sequel to Bullet.
Rock star Ethan Richards has fought depression and a host of other demons
all his adult life, and it’s caused him to lose everything—his
wife, his son, his friends, and he almost loses the one thing that
means the most to him—his band. He hits rock bottom and believes
there is no way out.
Enter Jenna McCormick, a feisty drug and alcohol counselor, a woman with
her own share of troubles. She finds Ethan intriguing but keeps him
at a distance while trying to help him face life without crutches.
She feels a spark but denies it, knowing that a relationship with
unstable Ethan could be dangerous for both of them.
Ethan knows what he wants, though, and isn’t used to being told no. Jenna
isn’t willing to risk Ethan losing his tenuous grip on sobriety,
however, and is prepared to deny her deeper feelings to help Ethan
climb out of his hole, but he learns how to let go of his pain when
he finds that someone is prepared to walk with him through the
shadows. Can he convince Jenna that they should take a chance on love
or will they forever deny their feelings in an effort to keep Ethan
on the straight and narrow?
Bullet Series Book 3
To be loved by the good guy
To be f**ked by the bad boy
He’ll make you FEVERISH either way…
Clayton “Jet” Smith has enjoyed acting the part of rock star god /
incorrigible bad boy since his breakup with rock goddess Valerie
Quinn. He’s racking up quite a score playing the field, and he has
no plans to settle down anytime soon. His biggest problem these days
is meeting his obligations. He’s so busy having fun, he forgets the
important things.
To help him out, he hires recent graduate Emily Brinkman to be his
personal assistant, and he quickly finds a fire burning in his belly
for her. There are two problems, however. The first is that Emily is
engaged to be married, a fact that leaves Jet unfazed. The second
problem isn’t so easy to surmount, though: Emily is disgusted and
unimpressed by both sides of the man.
Will Clay find a way to persuade Emily to try him out, not just for one
night, but for all time?
Feverish moves the Bullet story forward, but the book can be read as a stand
alone title. You don’t want to miss this one!
Fully Automatic
Bullet Series Book 4
You might think you know rock star Brad Payne’s story, but think again.
There’s so much more to his story than what Valerie knew. See Brad
before Valerie came into his life and, when he was playing back
burner to Ethan, see what Brad was up to when no one else in the band
was looking.
Valerie might have thought she and Brad were inevitable and maybe, in the
back of his mind, Brad might have felt that way too, but he didn’t
just sit around waiting for her. See the secret side of Brad that you
had no idea existed. What kept the driving force behind Fully
Automatic focused even while his heart was breaking?
This story can be read as a standalone.
Slash and Burn
Bullet Series Book 5
Is theirs a match made in heaven…or hell?
Nick Channing, drummer for Fully Automatic, has never taken relationships
seriously. He’s had fun and met dozens of women—mostly one-night
stands—and he prefers it that way. From his parents to his friends,
he’s witnessed love and relationships firsthand and believes women
are nothing but a headache.
Nick, Brad, and Val team up again to launch her new band Val Hella. There’s
one problem, though: they still need a bassist. They audition dozens
of women, trying to find the perfect one and settle on Sabrina, known
onstage simply as Sinna, a bad ass metal head who’s perfect for the
band: pierced, tattooed, dressed in black from head to toe, and she
handles her bass with precision. She is a force to be reckoned with
and Nick is smitten.
When Nick gets her alone the first time to lay on the charm, he’s met
with a coolness he’s never experienced. Sabrina is mysterious and
thoroughly unimpressed with Nick and his behavior, and that’s when
he decides he has to have her. As he falls headlong for her, he
discovers her secrets, one dark shadow at a time. He thinks she loves
him back, but he can’t be sure. By the time he’s completely down
the rabbit hole, his heart’s so entangled, he fears he might not be
able to save himself. Can she save him or will she wreck him for all
Locked and Loaded
Bullet Series Book 6
The FINAL book in the Bullet series.
Is it too much to believe that someone keeps returning to your life
because it’s meant to be?
Zane Carson is an idealistic young man with one big skeleton in his closet
when he first meets Jennifer Manders in college. They date only to
break up soon after. The sexual attraction is like an electromagnet
but they fight like alley cats. The relationship just isn’t worth
Zane’s band Fully Automatic breaks big about the same time Jennifer finishes
college. One summer afternoon, they meet for coffee and sparks fly
once more. It’s off again, on again, but they just can’t make it
work and break it off for good, deciding it’s not worth the effort.
But Zane is drawn to her and, during a break in the music action, he
tracks her down again, willing to change himself for her and needing
to give her one last try. The attraction is as strong as ever, but
now Jennifer is hiding something from Zane—something big, something
that threatens to extinguish the spark for good. When Zane discovers
her secret, will he be able to forgive her or will that be the end?
For years, Jade C. Jamison tried really hard to write what she thought
was more “literary” fiction, but she found herself
compelled to write what you read by her today–sometimes gritty, raw,
realistic stories and other times humorous, light tales–but most of
the stories she writes revolve around relationships and characters
finding their way through life. While she doesn’t confine herself to
just one genre, nor is there a nice neat label for what she writes,
most of her work could be called erotic romance. Her main writing
passions include rock star romance, romantic comedy, and romantic
She lives in Colorado with her husband and four children.
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The Eyewitness By Nancy Weeks – Release Tour + #Giveaway


The Eyewitness
By Nancy Weeks
Genre: Mystery, Crime Thriller, Romance
Fans of TV’s Blue Bloods will love this dynamic new suspense series.
Maryland PD forensic scientist Emersyn D’Azzo has an explosive past with her
father’s younger, sexy partner, Detective Alec Pearce. Then an
ill-timed kiss destroys the thin line of trust between her and her
dad, just before tragedy strikes and someone guns down her father.
The fatal bullet turns out to be tied to the ongoing spree of random
sniper kills across the state, but Emersyn knows this wasn’t a
random act of violence and is determined to find the killer.
To do so, she’ll need to rely on help from Alec, whom she doesn’t
quite trust but just can’t resist. When they discover a connection
to a decades-old disappearance of a college student, their
investigation takes a deadly twist. Can they learn to trust each
other with their hearts to save their lives?

Ted edged in closer. “You can take a few moments for one dance.” He eyed Tessa. “You don’t mind if I borrow your sister, do you?”

But I do.”

The deep, masculine voice sent an arousing jolt right into Emersyn’s core. And damn it to hell, her mouth went dry, making it impossible to swallow. She fingered her straw then took a deep drink. This time she welcomed the burning chill against her lungs. Detective Alec Pearce had a knack for showing up at her worst moments. Why the hell was he here?

Ted moved away from her as if he’d been burned. “Alec, good to see you.”

You do know you’re hitting on my partner’s daughter, right, Ted?”

Just asking her for a dance.”

Emersyn glanced between the two; she actually preferred Ted’s company to the man who seemed to go out of his way to make her crazy.

Alec reached for her hand and set it in his palm. “Actually, she promised this dance to me. They’re playing our song.”

The muscles in her body tensed as her fingernails dug into his skin. “I don’t—”

Music is on, Em. Shall we?” His other hand went around her waist, and he gave her a swift yank.

Jerkball, let go,” she hissed in his ear.

His grip tightened. “It’s just one dance. Play nice.”

Alec escorted Emersyn to the small dance floor near the bandstand. Every instinct in her wanted to slap his arrogant expression right into next week, but that would make a scene. It was what half the bar expected the instant he got within striking distance. They were all waiting for her to let loose. But this was a new day, a new diploma, new job, new Emersyn. Emotions in check.

My name is Emersyn. I would think you would remember something so simple.”

Alec’s face lit with a grin as his arms brought her close and their bodies began to move to the music. She shot a glare at Tessa, pleading for her to do something. Instead, her sister, the traitor, took another sip of Emersyn’s drink, lifted it in a toast, and rotated in her seat.

A chuckle came from deep in Alec’s throat. “Tessa likes me. You can thank me now.”

I can also knee you where the sun doesn’t shine.”

He lifted her chin with his thumb. “Now that wasn’t nice. I sacrificed a night with that blonde”—he nodded to a beautiful woman sitting at the end of the bar—“just to keep Lecher Ted from hitting on you … again.”

What makes you think I needed rescuing?”

Oh please, Tessa, make the creep go away. I’m ever so sweet and don’t want to hurt the poor jerk’s feelings.”

She yanked out of Alec’s hold, but he was ready and moved her back into his arms without missing a beat.

Relax. I’m teasing.”

You are such an ass.”

His lips brushed over her ear. “Enjoy our moment, Em.”

Impossible. They had more layers of misunderstanding between them than her mother’s chocolate cake, heated words that couldn’t be unheard and arguments with no closure.

After her father had mentioned at dinner that Alec was joining them for dessert, she’d jumped at Tessa’s offer to buy her a drink at the tavern. It was the perfect place to hide out. A lone wolf like Alec wouldn’t be caught dead in the crowded, noisy bar. But here he was. She’d run but not far enough.

I’m sorry I missed your graduation ceremony, but I have a little something for you,” he whispered.

You didn’t need to do that.”

I’m proud of you.”

The words sounded so genuine. “Dad seems resigned to the idea of me at least working alongside cops, if not as a cop.”

Joe doesn’t want you anywhere near the job. But you found a way around that. Instead of crawling in the gutter looking for the worst mankind has to offer, you’re picking through what they left behind.”

She halted in the middle of the dance floor. “You think that’s why I became a forensic scientist?”

I didn’t mean it like that.”

Then what did you mean?”

The music stopped, and they stood still, glaring at each other. Our thing. “I can’t do this tonight,” she said, dropping her hand to her sides. “Thanks.”


Saving me from another go-around with Ted.”

Do you want me to talk to him?”

I can take care of myself.”

For once, there was no comeback. Instead, he eased her against him and tucked her hand over his heart. “Dance with me, Emersyn.”

That sexy, got-to-have-you-now voice was back, and her other four senses came out to play. Being close to Alec Pearce, taking in his spicy, clean soap scent, feeling the strength of his arms around her wasn’t an awful feeling. Confusing? Hell yes, but her body sure enjoyed it. It’s just a dance, right?

She lowered one hand to his hip and brought the other around his neck, her cheek resting against his. Alec tightened his grip around her waist as he spun them around the dance floor. The move put their bodies in sync, and there was no mistaking the effect she had on him. Her lips brushed against his skin, sending shock waves through her.

He sucked in a breath and tilted his head. Their gazes held for what seemed like an eternity. He was so damn gorgeous, his deep brown eyes with a hint of gold, lush lashes, and a dusting of five-o’clock shadow on his square jaw that she ached to feel rubbed against all her soft places. As if he read her mind, his mouth caressed her bottom lip. He waited, expecting her to pull back. Need took over, and she lost her mind.


Nancy C. Weeks has loved happy-ever-after romances since her early teens.
While still in college, she met and married her hero. She spent the
next several years honeymooning and working overseas. Today, she
lives in suburban Maryland with her husband of more than thirty
years. With her two grown children out of the nest, she enjoys
spending her days writing suspenseful happily-ever-after adventures
outside on the deck as the local bird population keeps her company.
When she is not writing, Nancy loves to blog about fascinating
people, both real and fictional. The one quote that kept her dream
Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were
to success when they gave up. ~Thomas Edison~
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Love and Famiglia The DiDominzio Novellas by Lyssa Layne – Spotlight Tour + #Giveaway



Love and Famiglia

The DiDominzio Novellas

Lyssa Layne

Genre: Contemporary Romance
Date of Publication: 3/13/2017
Number of pages: 400
Word Count: 157,013
Cover Artist: Amanda Walker

Book Description:

Meet the DiDominzio family—fiery, loud, Italian. Francesca, Antonia, Gianna, and Carmine were raised by their strict, old school Italian father. Each sibling has their own journey but how they find their happily ever after definitely isn’t easy.

The King and the Pawn – Francesca, the baby of the family, wants nothing more than to fulfill her dream of being a fashion designer. Unfortunately, Papa DiDominzio will stop at nothing to squash her dreams and lead her toward the traditional career of the women in their family. Francesca concocts the perfect plan to bring home a man her father will hate in hopes that he’ll make a deal so she can still reach her dreams.

Not in Love – Antonia, the sexy second to youngest DiDominzio, exudes nothing but sex appeal, especially with her non-traditional blue eyes. After dating one man after another, Antonia thinks she’s finally found the man of her dreams until she realizes the one she really wants has been right in front of her since they were children.

One Day as a Lion – Gianna, the eldest DiDominzio sibling, is the only one that has followed Papa’s wishes by marrying an Italian man and working in his restaurant. While her brother and sisters suspect something isn’t right with her marriage, none of them can prove any differently. However, there is one man that will do everything in his power to save Gianna from the man she calls her husband.

Destined For You – The only male sibling, Carmine is more like a second father to his sisters than their brother. There’s only two things that are important to Carmine-his family and his club. Keeping up with his sisters and running his successful business leaves him no time to find a mate. As luck would have it, fate falls into his lap, changing his world, in more ways than one… and not necessarily for the best.

Available at Amazon

Get the first book in the series,

The King and the Pawn,

for FREE at Amazon



  “But, Papa, this is the opportunity of a
lifetime! Do you know how many aspiring fashion designers have the chance to
build their own line of clothing at only twenty-four?”
Yes, there’s definitely desperation in my voice, but there’s nothing left. I’ve
begged, I’ve pleaded, I’ve cried, but nothing has broken my father’s old-school
Italian demeanor. This is a last ditch effort to convince him to sign off on
the trust my Noni DiDominzio left for me so I can fulfill my career aspiration
of my own women’s fashion wear. My boss is moving to France and has offered me
to take over his line, giving me free reign on designs. All I have to do is
come up with three months rent and it’s mine.
“Francesca, in
nine months, the trust will be yours to do as you please. However, I suggest you
look at how your siblings used their inheritance. Their money was used to buy a
house, a car, even start a business which is how Noni intended for you children
to use it.”
I throw back my
head and let out an exasperated sigh. Lifting my head up to look at my father,
I take a deep breath, knowing that I’m walking on thin ice. My father, Andrea
DiDominzio, is Italian through and through. He’s got the full head of dark
hair, the olive skin tone, brown eyes, and the man sticks strongly to his
Italian beliefs despite the change in times. My siblings and I look exactly
like our father, except for Antonia, my middle sister, who has blue eyes.
However, we all share the loud, feisty attitudes which we’ve inherited from our
father, his father, and his father’s father. Being the baby of the bunch, I
have to fight louder than the others to be heard, but it still doesn’t mean I
get my way.
Speaking calmly,
I nod, “I would be doing the exact same as Carmine. He used his money to buy
the nightclub. I’ll be starting my career with Noni’s money. Papa, this is just
the beginning of what I can do with my skills.”
Papa leans back
in his plush leather chair on the other side of his desk, his fingers steepled
together. He’s not smiling with his lips but I can see it in his eyes.
“Francesca, you know I don’t agree with your choice of profession and I can
assure you Noni wouldn’t either. When you turn twenty-five, the money is yours
so you can do as you please then.”
“But, Papa, the
opportunity will be gone by then and I’ll be out of a job!” I stomp my foot
like a child not getting their way.
“Mia figlia, you
know that you always have a job at the restaurant which would be an excellent
place for you to meet a good Italian man to settle down with.”
He’s smirking.
The man is seriously smirking at me while he stomps all over my dreams. I’m not
even going to entertain his suggestion. Turning my back, I grab my jacket off
the chair and mutter under my breath in Italian.
 As I open the door, my father calls to me.
“Francesca, ladies don’t speak that way. I’ll see you in a few days at our
Christmas celebration weekend.
 With a huff, I slam the door to his office and
let out a scream. My father is infuriating but I’m not giving up on my dream.
One way or another, I will have my clothes in a show in New York Fashion Week.
Just wait, Papa, I’ll make you proud despite not having your blessing.

About the Author:

Lyssa Layne is first, and foremost, the proud momma to her precious daughter, AR. In addition to working full-time and being a mommy to AR, she is also an avid St. Louis Cardinals fan, a runner, blogger, and an infertility survivor.
Having watched one too many medical dramas and being inspired by author Rachelle Ayala, who introduced her to the world of indie writing, Lyssa decided to try her hand at writing a romance story.
Her attempt turned into the Burning Lovesick series. You can find Lyssa’s own interests throughout her stories although all stories are fictional.

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Between Venus and Mars by S.C.Mitchell




AUTHOR: S. C. Mitchell

GENRE: Science Fiction Romantic Comedy


An intergalactic adventure filled with laughs, love, and adventure.


An ancient legend spanning eras, continents, and worlds. To some, it’s nothing more than a dream. To others, a pretty fairy tale handed down through the generations.

For those in critical need of their own happy ending, a gift.

About the Book:

Once Upon a Galaxy . . .

Zana Starchild is on a mission to restore her tribe’s livestock and save herself from one more meal of kelp. Sure, it’s technically illegal to visit Old Earth, but to a rim rat like Zana, galactic laws are really just guidelines. Her wrecked starship just means she’ll need to use her backup plan to get off the abandoned world, an old Earth legend her uncle passed down to her.

Pulled from a relaxing shower, across the galaxy to Old Earth, Galactic Marshall Kyle Kepler finds himself naked and marooned with a quirky rim rat. Zana’s broken more laws than Kyle can count, and he plans to arrest her, just as soon as he can find transport off the planet and a pair of pants.

A junk heap of a starship, a magical tree, and a roving gang of mutant kangaroos are just the beginning of rollicking intergalactic journey filled with laughs, love, and adventure.

Amazon Link: Between Venus and Mars

When series collide: Between Venus and Mars is not only set the multi-dimensional worlds of the Soul Mate Tree legend, but also ties into my Hearts in Orbit series, a futuristic universe filled with starships, aliens, and new technologies. And, of course, romance. The Soul Mate Tree project offered me a great way to play with some new characters and further develop my universe, while partnering with some of the best authors in the business.

The Hearts in Orbit universe is a place where galactic marshals keep the peace in the cosmopolitan Core Worlds as well as the wild-west type rim world planets. While this book works as a standalone, and you don’t have to have read any of the others, I consider it Hearts in Orbit 2.5, fitting nicely between Pirates of the Dark Nebula and my soon-to-be-released Hearts in Orbit 3 novel Captives of the Kratzen.

Series Link:

About the Author


Hidden strengths, adventurous hearts.

S.C.Mitchell grew up an avid reader of comic books, science fiction and fantasy literature. He’s been writing stories for over thirty years. In 2010 he left his job as a computer desktop support specialist to pursue his passion for writing full time. He is a member of the Romance Writers of America as well as the Wisconsin chapter.

As a writer of paranormal and sci-fi romance, fantasy, and science fiction, Steve crafts unique and wondrous worlds where his characters explore, romp, and fall in love. Whether traveling through dark, demon filled dimensions, the edge of wild space, or ancient mythological heavens, his heroes and heroines, guided by their adventurous hearts, discover hidden strengths on their pathway to enduring love.

What motivates S.C.Mitchell to write

For as long as I can remember I’ve had stories running through my head. Comic book super heroes prompted amazing adventures. The 60’s moon shots took me to outer space. And a hulking barbarian named Conan brought me to an age undreamed of. Fantasy and science fiction were my escapes from the ordinary. To this day I love crafting worlds and setting my characters loose in them. I can’t wait to get up each morning and see what those characters are going to do next.

You’ll find him at:




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The Fires of Love & Hate by Sky Alexander Book Tour + #Giveaway


Forced to Love
The Fires of Love & Hate Book 1
by Sky Alexander
Genre: Historical Romance
FORCED TO LOVE is the newest book in Sky Alexander’s series The Fires of
Love & Hate (Historical Romance Collection).
Inspiration can come from anywhere, but nothing is more uplifting and
irresistible to me as a new Sky Alexander novel. This is one of my
new favorites, (with FORCED TO LOVE) Sky Alexander shows his unique
writing style that reminds us of how great historical romance and
western romance can be written that reminds you of classics but with
new addictive twists that are uplifting and intriguing in The Fires
of Love & Hate (Historical Romance Collection). Hattie really
shows that through thick and then love for your family is one of the
most important things.” ~Heather Goodreads
FORCED TO LOVE is spell-bounding and one of my new favorite historical
romance stories that is sure to be around for a long time. You must
read this!” ~ Juanita Goodreads
Hattie Morran is a poor dirt farmers daughter in Missouri. Suddenly Hattie
finds that her life is changed in the blink of an eye and she is
forced to love Abner Garland. Now her Western Romance which is purely
a façade for show and to save her family will soon come to an end.
From the moment that you are brought into the book you will be immediately
part of the western romance in the middle of the south. The Fires of
Love & Hate Series will keep you right in the middle of a tale
that is based on some true and historical events. This Historical
Romance series is sure to be you’re new favorite.
Falling Into Love
The Fires of Love & Hate Book 2
FALLING INTO LOVE is the newest book in Sky Alexander’s series The Fires of
Love & Hate (Historical Romance Collection).
Inspiration can come from anywhere, but nothing is more uplifting and
irresistible to me as a new Sky Alexander novel. This is one of my
new favorites, (with FALLING INTO LOVE) Sky Alexander shows his
unique writing style that reminds us of how great historical romance
and western romance can be written that reminds you of classics but
with new addictive twists that are uplifting and intriguing in The
Fires of Love & Hate (Historical Romance Collection). Hattie
really shows that through thick and then love for your family is one
of the most important things.” ~Heather Goodreads
FALLING INTO LOVE is spell-bounding and one of my new favorite historical
romance stories that is sure to be around for a long time. You must
read this!” ~ Juanita Goodreads
Hattie and Lou decide to take the world by storm in this historical romance.
Hattie is finally reunited with her first love Ira Saxon. Now her
Western Romance which has been something she has been dreaming of
looks like it is finally coming true. Still there are many challenges
from her Ex-Husband who is determined to get his hands on his
inheritance and bound and determined to see Hattie’s life ruined.
And now with Nicholas Star in the mix Hattie has much more to deal
Hate To Love
The Fires of Love & Hate Book 3
HATE TO LOVE is the third book in Sky Alexander’s series The Fires of
Love & Hate (Historical Romance Collection).
Uplifting jaw dropping Western Romance! This book really shows you what kind of
Historical Romance author Sky Alexander is. ~ Tiffany Goodreads
HATE TO LOVE” Reminds me of that song “You Lied Straight Faced; While
I Cried” This Historical Romance is perfectly set in a Western
Romance theme. I literally could not believe that Ira was doing what
he was! I can’t wait for the next book. ~ Stephanie Goodreads
Hattie’s whirlwind Western Romance is quickly changing even before the
honeymoon to the man she has loved for so long comes to an end. It
seems forever is not much more than a fantasy in this Historical
Romance. Hattie takes an adult view deciding to try and fix the
situation that seems impossible.
Death of Love
The Fires of Love & Hate Book 4
Death of Love is the fourth book in Sky Alexander’s series The Fires of
Love & Hate (Historical Romance Collection).
Ira’s infraction with the law has caused a change in their relationship.
Hattie must now see things through to the end. Her long desires for
Matthew tear heavily on her heart in this western romance. Still, she
has no idea how to pull herself out of this devotion she has had for
a man that she has loved as long as she can remember. Will this
historical romance leave her wanting? Will she ever find peace?
Sky Alexander is one of the most knowledgeable and experienced IT
professionals in the industry today. He holds degrees in Software
Engineering, Network Engineering and Database
Engineering.He has worked for companies such as Hewlett Packard, Citicorp Bank and Wells Fargo,
as well as many different top United States Government Agencies in
the intelligence arena.
Sky has built software that is in use in multiple businesses utilizing
both structural design patterns and behavioral design patterns. He is
an expert in .Net, Java and OSI platforms. He has used many different
technologies to create very sophisticated applications for both
mobile devices as well as stand-alone software applications.
Sky has over 15 years experience in the industry, managing teams in the
United States as well as managing teams remotely in Bangalore, India
and Shanghai, China. He has designed and implemented website
infrastructures for many multi-national companies.
Sky is also the author of 16 novels. He is currently working on three
different series: The Fires of Love and Hate, Aspen Falls, and World
of Darkness. Sky has also written several stage plays and two
full-length feature films: Out of Darkness and A Forbidden Love.
Sky also does ghostwriting and is currently mentoring several other
authors on how to
books. Sky is founder and CEO of two different companies: Rising
Phoenix Publishing
designed to help people of all ages who want to write and publish a
book. We take submissions from aspiring authors and determine if
their work is ready for publication. Rising Phoenix will work with
authors who may need additional coaching to reach publication level.
We currently have books from 21 authors being prepared for production.
We will engage the best in the business to produce, market, and sell
the books, both online and to bookstores across the United States and
eventually the world.
Rising Phoenix Studios is designed with the intent of breaking all the rules
of Hollywood by bringing fresh new stories to the platform with
up-and-coming talented actors. Our goal will always be to bring
original untold stories to production that are entertaining,
compelling and positive films for the enjoyment of the entire family.
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Fearless by Lynne Connolly – Cover Reveal


by Lynne Connolly
Genre: Historical Romance
Pub Date: 8/22/2017
Scandal is his chosen path—until this infamous Shaw surrenders to love . . .
When Lady Charlotte Engles receives an
offer of marriage from an eligible suitor, she’s finally ready to
let go of her long-held hope that her engagement to Lord Valentinian
Shaw will result in marriage. For despite the betrothal their
families made between them, Val shows no interest in leaving his
reckless life behind in favor of one with Charlotte. But when her
plea to end their arrangement ends in a heated embrace, suddenly Val
seems reluctant to let her go . . .
The last thing Val wants is a wife,
despite how desirous his lovely bride-to-be has become. But when he
discovers sweet Charlotte is planning to marry a dastardly man, he
feels duty bound to keep her safe, even if that means making good on
his marriage pledge. Then Charlotte is taken hostage by her dangerous
suitor and suddenly Val is ready to risk everything for the woman who
has won his heart ..
Lynne Connolly was born in Leicester,
England, and lived in her family’s cobbler’s shop with her
parents and sister. She loves all periods of history, but her
favorites are the Tudor and Georgian eras. She loves doing research
and creating a credible story with people who lived in past ages. In
addition to her Emperors of London series and The Shaws series, she
writes several historical, contemporary and paranormal romance
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Unsevered by Traci Sanders – Book Tour + #Giveaway


by Traci Sanders
Genre: Romance, Supernatural
“Five stars have never made me feel like this. Where are my Kleenex?”
Allaina Daniels

A gripping story of love found, lost, and rediscovered in a magical
Jewel has met the man of her dreams … the one person with whom she’s
meant to spend eternity. Harley is charming, charismatic, and
although he can’t carry a tune in a bucket, he’s the most
gorgeous man she has ever laid eyes upon—especially in his U.S. Air
Force uniform.
Just days after the couple returns from their honeymoon, Harley is called
to active duty in the Middle East. Jewel is heartbroken but
determined to adapt to her new life as a military spouse and support
her husband. Her plan is short-lived when Harley is killed in action
just days after his deployment.
Unable to cope, Jewel withdraws from her family, friends, and the world
around her, until Harley visits her with a message from the beyond.
Will Jewel surrender to the dark side to be with her true love, or will
she discover that sometimes people are put in our paths for reasons
beyond our understanding?
us- excerpt


One more brush of his skin on mine.

One more taste of his kiss.

One more wisp of his breath in my hair.

People say they would give anything to have ‘just one more’ moment with a loved one lost. That’s not good enough for me. I want it all back. How could I be satisfied with just one more fleeting moment with the only man I’ve ever loved – the one who owns my soul … and will forever?

I can’t let go.

* * *       * * *     * * *

The silence in my room is broken by the rattle of capsules in a little green bottle I hold in my trembling hand. I blink and hot tears stream down my face.

Two of these magic pellets can give me the sleep my body is craving, but a handful can bring me eternal relief from the agonizing pain ripping my heart to shreds. They may even take me to meet Harley.

Life goes on as normal around me. Dad is busy with his new wife and daughters. My best friends, Chelsea and Gretchen, are workaholics. Mom is the only one I worry about. She and I grew quite close during my teenage years when Dad was busy with work. Most mother-daughter duos fight during that stage of life, but we clung to one another, keeping each other safe. I begged her to buy a house close by when I moved away to college. She didn’t want to give up her home. I understood that. It was the only house we’d ever lived in as a family.

Mom stayed with me for a few days after I got the news about Harley, but being the ever-stubborn, fiercely-independent person I am, I convinced her I was fine so she would go back home. I knew she couldn’t afford to miss much work.

Settling into married life, I was happy to spend all my time with Harley. Now he’s gone. There’s a void in me that no one can fill, not even my mom.

I stare into the bathroom mirror, but I don’t like what I see. My puffy eyes are heavy with bags. No amount of concealer can hide the frown lines I’ve earned the past few weeks.

I shuffle to my bed and place the bottle on my night stand. I grab Harley’s pillow and press it to my face; the faint traces of his cologne still remain. His watch rests where he left it. He said he didn’t need it because, “It will be as if no time has passed when we see each other again. We’ll pick up right where we left off.”


Chelsea and Gretchen—my best friends from college—live less than thirty miles from me, and they use that phrase too. We make plans to get together often, but it rarely happens. We maintain our feigned satisfaction with the situation by saying, “I haven’t seen you in forever, but it’s like no time has passed.” We’re going in different directions. No matter how good the intentions, life changes things.

I sniff a time or two and wipe my cheeks again. My hands shake as I grab the little green bottle one last time. I dump a few pills into my hand, and then add several more for good measure. I reach for my water bottle and prepare to toss back several of them. One for each memory I can’t erase. I close my eyes and pray it won’t take long for me to get to him. I’m so sorry, Mom.

Just as the first pill is about to meet with my tongue, the radio comes on by itself and plays a soft version of “I Got You Babe.’’ My nose is invaded with the scent of Eternity cologne and a disembodied voice sends chills down my spine.

“Don’t do it, Jules.”


* * *       * * *     * * *


I would know his voice anywhere. “Harley? Oh, Harley.’’

“Yeah, baby. It’s me. I’m here,” he says, his words calm and soothing.

A tremble reverberates throughout my body. The tears seem to pause midstream on my face. My voice is barely audible.

“Where? I can’t see you. I must be dreaming.”

“No, you’re not dreaming. You’re grieving. And you’re about to make the biggest mistake of your life.”

If my hands were shaking before, they are almost convulsive now. Even my veins quiver at the sound of his voice. I wipe my eyes and run my fingers forcefully through my hair a few times. I slap my cheek to make sure I’m really awake. It hurts. Yes, definitely awake.

My inner thoughts escape through my mouth.

“This can’t be happening. You’re dead. I’m just hallucinating. It’s the pills. Just the pills.” I nod my head a few times with vigor to confirm it to myself. I look down at the bottle still in my hand; I haven’t taken them yet. I put the capsules back in the bottle and close the lid.

“I’ve been watching you since the moment I died. I know what you were about to do.”

My eyes shift toward the floor.

“But what’s the use in living if I can’t be with you? At least we could be together this way.”

“It doesn’t work like that, sweetheart. You can’t kill yourself to be with me. We won’t end up together.”

Tears flood my eyes. “But I miss you, Harley. I want to be with you. There’s nothing here for me anymore. I don’t want to live without you.”

The room is silent for a moment. I call out his name to ensure he’s still there. Moments later, he speaks again.

“I know. I miss you too. But I lived out my destiny. I died doing what I was meant to do. I served my purpose in the world, and then I was called home.”

“But your home is here with me. You belong here!” Anger and desperation seep through my words.

“The universe is done with me, but it isn’t done with you yet, baby. You haven’t fulfilled your destiny.”

“And what is my destiny?” My tone is sarcastic. I walk around the room, grasping air, trying to touch the voice I’m hearing.

“I can’t answer that for you; only you can discover it. But I know you’re going to do great things in your world.”

“I don’t want to live out my destiny without you. We were supposed to be together forever, remember? We’re,unsevered.”

My sobs return the minute that word escapes my lips. My mind slips into a memory of the day I first heard it. We’d just returned from our honeymoon and Harley said he wanted to go for a drive. He loved to surprise me, so I had no idea what awaited me.


* * *       * * *     * * *


Harley adjusted the blindfold he had placed over my eyes moments before. “Uh-uh, no peeking,” he said. I smiled and pictured his dazzling blue eyes flickering with pure delight, the way they always do when he’s happy or excited.

I threw my head back, lost in the moment, as a warm breeze danced across my face, offering the sensation of a dozen butterflies hovering in search of a soft place to land.

The 1965 Chevrolet Malibu eased down a bumpy, winding road, and finally stopped.

“Okay, we’re here,” he said.

Harley slid the blindfold off my eyes and a strong scent of salt air invaded my nose. The ocean!

I scrutinized the view and absorbed the magic. Endless sand was veiled by beautiful, white seagulls. The waves performed a melodic tune as they covered the shore.

The beautiful Victorian beach house was more spectacular than anything I could have conjured in my imagination. It was a subtle taupe color, with windows that released outward at the bottom, allowing the ocean breeze to drift throughout the house.

My feet shuffled to the front porch and lingered on each pristine step before I reached the door. In a mesmerized state, I jumped when Harley’s arms wrapped around my waist.

“Do you like it baby?”

“Like it? Harley, I love it!”

“Well, don’t you want to see inside our new home?” His smile was wide, his eyes teasing. “Consider it a belated wedding present from my Uncle Walter.”


“Remember, I was his favorite nephew. He always told me it would be mine if…”

I didn’t allow him to finish his sentence. “Oh no, he died! When?” I was frantic for a moment, worried about Harley losing his favorite relative and experiencing a pain from being lied to by my husband, by omission, anyway.

He laughed. “Calm down. He didn’t die. He just decided to move into a smaller place to avoid the upkeep. He sold it to me for a very fair price.”

I slapped his chest in a playful manner. “Don’t scare me like that.” I took another look around and said in a breathy voice, “Well, it’s a heck of a wedding present. Remind me to send him an exceptional thank-you card. It’s beautiful.”

His gaze shifted toward the ground. “I hope it brings you some peace and comfort while I’m away.”

His words were gentle but pierced tiny holes into my heart just the same. My lower lip quivered and I reminded myself to breathe; that we still had time. To my relief, Harley changed the mood with one of his typical ‘glass-half-full’ suggestions.

“Let’s not talk about that. We’re here together now, and I want to enjoy every minute with my wife.” He pulled me close and covered my still-trembling lips with his.

I let out a squeal as he hoisted me into the air and carried me over the threshold of our new home. I cupped my hand over my mouth and eased out of his arms to soak in the spectacular view.

The first space I entered was a massive living room, with immaculate, hardwood floors from wall to wall, and vaulted ceilings. An elegant, winding staircase to the left was covered in plush, beige carpet. The windows were veiled by sheer, white curtains, which allowed privacy without masking the view of the expansive ocean background. Not that it mattered much since, “There are no neighbors within a few miles of us,” Harley informed me.

I sauntered to the kitchen on the right and slid my fingers across the marble island countertop that was lined by four swivel-backed bar stools. The appliances were custom-designed to match the chocolate-colored marble and a wine glass holder rested above the island. It was just like the one in a magazine I had shown him not long ago. He’d obviously paid attention.

I walked from room to room, upstairs and down, and discovered cleanly-designed spaces with no overpowering floral or striped patterns. It was exactly how I would have designed it myself, and I was impressed my husband already knew me so well.

I turned to Harley with narrowed eyes. “You did all of this?”

“Well, I had a little help. Our friends pitched in.”

“How did you have time? These are all the things from our apartment.”

“It wasn’t easy. I had to enlist some professional help to get our furniture moved out of our apartment while we were on our honeymoon. As far as the painting and decorating, you were pretty busy with planning the wedding so I was able to work on it in the evenings and some on the weekends. It really helped when you went on that spa retreat for a long weekend with your bridesmaids.”

“And I was wondering what you were going to do to keep busy while I was away,” I replied with a chuckle.

I continued to inspect the house and walked toward the glass doors situated off the living room. I stood on the back porch, facing the ocean. The warm mist from the sea sprinkled my skin. It became my favorite part of the whole house.

As I walked back inside, I saw a sign above the front entrance. It read, ‘UNSEVERED’.

Harley noted the confusion etched across my face, placed my hands in his and said, “It means we will never be apart in spirit, even if we’re somehow separated physically.”

The room was silent. A tear threatened to escape my eye, but relented when a sense of desire washed over me. I looked deep into his eyes.

“Take me,’’ I said. “Take me now.”

Needing no further convincing, he placed both my cheeks in his palms and kissed me as we lowered our bodies to the stairs together.

Our eyes remained locked on each other and our tongues danced with strong intention. In between hard, fast kisses he said, “I love you so much, Jewel. I want to make love to you.”

“I want … your mouth … all over me, Harley.” My reply was breathy and needy.

He didn’t even stop to take off my sundress, lifting it from the bottom instead. His strong hands traced a fierce path over the outer edges of my hips as his thumbs moved downward, squeezing and teasing my inner thighs.

“More. More.” I didn’t want him to stop.

A snapping sound startled me. I let out a high-pitched squeal as he tore the white lace of my thong underwear with just one hand, too impatient to pull it down. He’d never been this forceful, but I liked it. A lot.

He pulled the spaghetti straps of my low-cut dress down to reveal my breasts. As he massaged one in each hand, his tongue teased my hardened nipples. I gasped, taking in the scent of pure virility … mixed with a hint of Eternity cologne. The combination drove me crazy. I wanted him, all of him.

He moved upward for a moment to attack my neck, leaving teeth prints along the path. I gripped his hair with both hands and threw my head back in pleasure. His lips were velvet on my body, anywhere he chose to place them. My hands moved downward in search of my prize. I released the gathering of his jeans and slid them down over his hips. Then I pushed his boxers to the floor with my foot, stroking the length of him along the way.

My back found the stairs as he entered me, and I was more than ready. He pulled me close and I took him in and out again. One of his hands became tangled in my wavy, beige-blonde locks while the other gripped the banister rail in hopes of containing his early release. “Oh … Baby … you’re … amazing!”

The passion was almost tangible—our breaths heavy, our skin on fire. A bead of sweat rolled off his forehead onto my breast. The ocean waves provided a blissful soundtrack to our ecstasy.

Almost too soon, the moment we were both waiting for came … but with great satisfaction on my part. Harley smiled and closed his eyelids as he produced short, weighty breaths. Exhausted, we both slid down the stairs at a careful pace, holding each other and basking in the afterglow.

Our short-lived encounter was more than made up for as we spent the remainder of the weekend christening every room in our new home.


* * *       * * *     * * *


My mind returns to the moment and I scold Harley’s apparitional presence for lying to me. “You told me we’d be together forever. You told me that’s what the sign meant.”

“I did say that. But it didn’t mean we’d be together forever in the physical sense; just that we’d always be in each other’s hearts.” His voice lowers and adopts a serious tone. “But there is one problem.”

“What problem?”

“I am kind of stuck right now.”

“What do you mean stuck?”

“Well, I was supposed to move on to my afterlife, but I can’t do that until you let me go.”

“But how do I do that?”

“I can’t answer that for you. It’s something you have to discover for yourself for me to be able to complete my journey. I’m sorry you feel like I let you down, but I did what I had to do.”

A long pause cuts through the air for a moment. “I don’t blame you, Harley. I know you didn’t choose to leave me. I just miss you. Why can’t I see you?” My voice keeps cracking as I wipe my tears for the umpteenth time.

“You’ll see me when the time is right; when you are ready. And you won’t be able to see the gift I left you until the time is right either.” He was still surprising me, even in death.

“I’m ready! What is it? Please, I need something to hold on to.”

“When you are ready to see it—and me—you will.” He was beginning to sound like a broken record. “I have to go now, but I will be watching over you always. Please be kind to yourself and don’t do anything else to endanger your life. Live. Be happy. Fulfill your destiny. And remember, I love you.”

“I love you too, baby. Don’t go.” My voice is brittle, fading.

He doesn’t respond.

“Harley?” I call out his name until my throat becomes scratchy and my voice is almost absent.

“Harley? Harley? Come back. Please don’t leave me again.”

There’s no reply.

He’s gone.




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