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Reightman& Bailey by Jeffery Craig – Book Tour + #Giveaway

23/06/17

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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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Beyond Reason by Kay Martin – Book Tour + #Giveaway

07/06/17

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Beyond Reason
by Kat Martin
Genre: Suspense, Thriller
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New York Times bestselling author Kat Martin raises chills as danger stalks a woman determined
to make it in a man’s world . . .
Five weeks ago Carly Drake stood at her grandfather’s grave. Now she’s
burying Drake Trucking’s top driver, and the cops have no leads on
the hijacking or murder. Faced with bankruptcy, phone threats and the
fear of failure, Carly has to team up with the last man she wants to
owe—Lincoln Cain.
Cain is magnetic, powerful, controlling—and hiding more than one secret.
He promised Carly’s granddad he’d protect her. The old man took a
chance on him when he was nothing but a kid with a record, and now
he’s the multi-millionaire owner of a rival firm.
But Linc’s money can’t protect Carly from the men who’ll do
anything to shut her down, or the secrets behind Drake Trucking. If
she won’t sell out, the only way to keep her safe is to keep her
close . . . and fight like hell.
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The clerk walked up to the counter, gray-haired and slightly bent.  Daisy Johnson had worked at the sheriff’s office since Linc was a kid.

“Well, if it ain’t Lincoln Cain,” she said.  “I saw in the paper a few years back you’d bought the old Blackland Ranch, but last I heard, you were stayin’ out of trouble.”

Linc grinned.  The old woman was a pistol.  “I do my best, Miss Daisy.”  He turned.  “This is Carly Drake, Joe Drake’s granddaughter.”

“Hello, Daisy,” Carly said.  “It’s nice to meet you.”

“You, too.  Your granddaddy was a real good man.”

“Thank you.  Yes, he was.”

“We need to talk to the sheriff about the Hernandez murder,” Linc said.

Daisy’s face wrinkled into a frown.  “Bad business, that.  I’ll tell Sheriff Howler you’re here.”

The shuffle of boots drew their attention.  “No need, Daisy–I got eyes.”  Howler ambled out of his office, tipped up his chin as a signal to Linc.  “You want to talk, you and the little lady come on back.”

Linc caught the stiffness that crept into Carly’s shoulders.  Looked like Joe’s granddaughter was going to get along with the sheriff about as well as Linc and her grandpa had.  If they weren’t there to find a killer, he might have smiled.

They followed Howler into his office and he sat down in the chair behind his desk.  “What can I do for you?”

Carly spoke up.  “I want to know what you’re doing to find the men who murdered Miguel Hernandez.”

Howler leaned forward across his desk.  “Don’t get yourself in a fret.  We’re gonna find ‘em.  Just takes time.  This ain’t San Francisco, little lady.”  He flashed Cain a sneer.  “It ain’t Dallas, neither.  Our deputies have been out there asking questions, following up leads.  But nobody saw nothin’ and there ain’t no sign of the truck.”

“What about the crime scene?” Linc asked.  “Surely some kind of forensic evidence turned up where the body was found.”

Howler shook his head.  “Just because you spent time behind bars, don’t make you an expert on the law.”

Linc ignored a shot of irritation.  He and Howler had a history and it wasn’t a good one.  His gaze went to Carly.  No surprise in those big blue eyes.  Clearly, she had done her homework before he’d shown up for yesterday’s meeting.  She knew he’d been in prison but instead of disapproval, she was glaring at the sheriff.

“There’s no need for you to be rude, Sheriff Howler.  Mr. Cain asked you a question that deserves an answer.  I’d like to hear it myself.”

Howler grunted.  “Truth is, we didn’t find much of anything.  The morning Hernandez’s body was discovered, it had rained off and on during the night.  Any DNA evidence was washed away.”

Linc thought of the detective he had hired.  He wanted answers.  He didn’t figure he’d get them from Howler and so far he was right.

“Who found him?” Carly asked.

“Man and his wife driving back to Dallas from a visit to their folks in Texarkana.  They’d pulled off to the side of the road to let their dog out to take a leak.  Dog must have scented the body on the other side of the road.  Hernandez had been dead a while by then.”

Carly glanced away.

“What’s the coroner give for time of death?” Linc asked.

“Between eleven and one a.m.  You can talk to Doc Bradshaw yourself if you’d like.”

“Consuelo said she got a phone call from Miguel about eleven,” Carly said.  “He was fueling up at a truck stop a few miles south of Dallas.  He told her he’d be home a little after midnight.”

“Seventy miles to Iron Springs from Dallas,” Linc said.  “No traffic that time of night.  Looks like the coroner got it right.”

The sheriff picked up a pen on his desk and began to click it open and closed.  “I know you want those bastards caught and so do I.  But standing here jawing about it ain’t gonna help.  I need to get back to work.”

Carly ignored him.  “From the start, you’ve assumed there was more than one hijacker.  Why is that?”

“Found traces of where a vehicle had been parked in front of the body.  We think Hernandez pulled over to the side of the road behind the car, someone pretending to have engine trouble.  He got out and walked up to the vehicle.  Whoever it was, shot him, stole the truck and drove away.  Since the car was gone, too, someone else had to have been driving it.”

“I’d like to take a look at the reports,” Linc said. “Coroner’s, deputies’, any statements that were taken, everything you’ve got.”

The sheriff came out of his chair.  “That ain’t gonna happen.  You got no business in this and that’s the way it’s gonna stay.”

Linc clenched his teeth to keep from saying something he’d regret.

Carly walked up to the desk, leaned over and got right in Howler’s face.  “Miguel Hernandez worked for me, Sheriff.  That makes his death my business.  I want to see those reports.”

The sheriff’s jaw went tight.  “Now listen here, little lady–“

“My name is Carly or you can call me Ms. Drake.”  Those big blue eyes were spitting fire.  Linc could almost see Joe’s blood pumping through her veins.

“If you don’t want more trouble than you’ve already got,” she said, “you’ll let me see those files.”

Howler’s face went beet red.  “All right, fine.  As a courtesy–and so you’re satisfied there ain’t nothing there–I’ll let you see what’s in the files.”

“I can pick the information up or you can drop it off at my office whenever it’s ready.  Just call and let me know.”  Carly turned and started walking.  “Have a good day, Sheriff.”

They crossed the office together.  Linc opened the door, then followed her out of the building, over to her truck.

“I know you want answers,” he said.  “So do I.  But murder can be a dangerous business.  Be better if you didn’t get involved.”

“I don’t trust Howler to do the job.”

“Neither do I.  Which is why I’ve hired a private investigator to look into the case.  His name’s Ross Townsend.  He’s worked for me before so I know he’s good.”

“Has he found anything yet?”

“Not yet, but he’s just getting started.  Call me when you get those files.  Look them over, then I’ll take a look.  Maybe one of us will see something the sheriff missed.”

“All right.  But in exchange I expect you to tell me what your investigator finds out.”

Linc shook his head.  “Like I said, Carly, you need to stay out of this.”

She cocked a hand on her hip and looked up at him.  “By now you must realize that isn’t going to happen.”

Irritation warred with amusement.  Amusement won out.  “Yeah, I guess I do.”  Another of Joe’s traits–she was just as bullheaded.  Joe wouldn’t want her involved, but the determined set of her jaw said even Joe wouldn’t have been able to stop her.

Linc jerked open her pickup door and Carly climbed in behind the wheel.

The engine started.  He watched the pickup pull onto the road, heading back to Drake Trucking.  He checked his watch.  Forty-five minutes till his conference call on the tire re-building plant he was trying to open just east of Pleasant Hill.  He didn’t have time to think of Carly Drake and he didn’t want to.

He couldn’t deny he was attracted to her, all that sexy blond hair and a body that made a man want to strip her down and take her a dozen different ways.

He knew why Joe had never mentioned him to her over the years.  He’d been a hell-raiser even after prison.  Nothing illegal by then, but he’d liked to party and he’d liked beautiful women.  And he’d had plenty of them.  Still did.

Joe had wanted someone special for Carly.  He hadn’t wanted an ex-con taking advantage of his granddaughter.

But things were different now.  Joe had trusted Linc with Carly’s welfare and that meant keeping her safe.

Even from him.

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Kat Martin is the New York Times
bestselling author of sixty-five books across multiple genres.
Sixteen million copies are in print and she has been published in
twenty-one foreign countries, including Japan, France, Argentina,
Greece, China, and Spain. Her books have been nominated for the
prestigious RITA award and won both the Lifetime Achievement and
Reviewer’s Choice Awards from RT Book Reviews.
A resident of Missoula, Montana, Kat is
a graduate of the University of California at Santa Barbara, where
she majored in Anthropology and also studied History. She and her
author husband, L.J. Martin, spend their winters in Ventura,
California. She is currently writing her next Romantic Suspense.
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Escape by Belle Ami – Spotlight Promo + #Giveaway

04/06/17

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A Mossad agent falls for a kidnapped American girl. He’s ordered to blow his cover and escape from Iran with her. If he fails—his orders are to kill her.

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Author:  Belle Ami

Title:      Escape

Series:   Tip of the Spear, Book 1

Final Word Count:  77,016

Genre:   Romantic Suspense, Political Thriller, Sexy

 

About book

Escape, a sexy romantic thriller with a focus on the dangers of a nuclearized Middle East.

When Harvard student, Layla Rose Wallace and her Saudi boyfriend are kidnapped in Dubai and taken to Iran, a deep-cover Mossad agent is activated and given a mission. He is ordered to either get Layla out of Iran, or if failing that—kill her.

Cyrus Hassani is an assistant to the deputy director of Oghab2, Iran’s secretive intel organization with authority over their nuclear ambitions; he is a Mossad mole, gorgeous, sexy, and dangerous.

Fiery, auburn-haired, Layla Wallace is an art history doctoral candidate at Harvard, when on vacation she and her Saudi boyfriend are kidnapped in Dubai and taken to Tehran. As the daughter of a renowned nuclear physicist, she is a perfect target for blackmail. Layla’s kidnapping is about to create an international incident and blow Cyrus’s carefully constructed cover to smithereens.

When Cyrus first lays eyes on the feisty redhead he knows he’s in trouble. When they are running for their lives, he’s fighting not only a powerful adversary who’s vowed to destroy him for his treason, but an impossible attraction to a woman he’s struggling to resist and protect.

Their escape from Iran seems impossible as all routes close, with their hunters in hot pursuit. Cyrus must overcome not only deadly assassins, but the passions that have lain dormant within his cold heart from years of living as a spy.

Can Cyrus and Layla survive and escape from Iran? Can a spy and a student find love? Time is running out.

 

Excerpt

Layla bolted upright, gasping for air. The nightmare of being drugged and abducted had vividly replayed in her dream. Her face and ribs ached. She looked around the unfamiliar room. How did I get here? Her last memory was of driving in the Range Rover with Superman. Panic filled her. Zamir? Where is Zamir? I wonder if his father has started negotiating for our release. Have they notified my father? Does Zamir even know I’ve left the prison? I need to get a message to him; maybe the man with the green eyes will help me? Her mind spun with a million questions.

Determined, she rose from the bed. She would ask Superman for help. She crept out of the bedroom suite and tiptoed down the stairs. The fragrance of cooking meat and spices awakened pangs of hunger. She was starving. She followed the aroma to the kitchen. Superman, in an apron, stood over a stove stirring a pot. He dipped a wooden spoon into the pot and tasted the stew. “Hmm” Seemingly satisfied, he placed the lid on the pot.

“It smells delicious. What is it?”

He whirled around in surprise, his hand instinctively reaching for his holstered gun. “You scared the hell out of me.” He relaxed, smiling at her. “It’s called Fesenjan. It’s a traditional Persian stew made with pomegranate, chicken, walnuts, onions, saffron, cinnamon and a pinch of sugar. Are you hungry?”

“Starved. Who taught you to cook?”

“My mother. This should be ready soon. Why don’t you sit down?”

“My mother’s dead.”

“So is mine.”

They stared at each other, taken aback by each other’s candid answer.

Layla swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat. “I have a million questions. I hardly know where to start.”

Cyrus pulled out a chair for her at the kitchen table. “Start at the beginning.”

She sat, folding her hands in front of her. “What’s your name? I can’t very well call you Superman.”

“Superman?” He shook his head, perplexed.

“In my mind, I’ve been calling you Superman—the way you rescued me from that guard. You swooped in like a superhero.”

The dimple in his chin hollowed out with his smile. She dropped her eyes in embarrassment, thinking, He’s way too good looking. Every time he smiles, my heart does somersaults.

“I like that.” The dimple in his chin grew even deeper with his broadening grin, and his green eyes gleamed with amusement.

“What?” Be still my heart. A smile like his could bring a woman to her knees. Not good, Layla. Don’t fall for the bait. He’s the enemy. “Oh, for God’s sake, please tell me your name.”

“Cyrus Hassani at your service. I am thirty-two.” He bowed his head. “What would you like to know about me? Unlike you Americans, I don’t have a Social Security card.”

She found his amusement annoying. She didn’t like being toyed with. “Mr. Hassani, I seem to be beholden to you. You might consider telling me a little about yourself so that I might have an idea of who I’m dealing with.”

Cyrus rubbed the shadow of beard on his face. “I hold a degree in nuclear physics from the University of Paris and a law degree from the Imam Mohammad Bagher University here in Tehran. I was conscripted by the Ministry of Intelligence and Security when I graduated university, and since then I have risen to the rank of attaché to an important man. My assignment is to keep you safe from all harm until your release. How am I doing?”

“Good, you’re doing well. That wasn’t so hard, was it? Although, I must say it sounded like the kind of recitation you’d give if you were captured by the enemy.”

His laughter filled the room. “I suppose the presentation might have seemed a bit canned. Now tell me, have I passed the first hurdle with you? May I call you Layla? Have I gained your trust enough for us to be on a first name basis?”

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, Cyrus. I appreciate your candor, and I’m grateful for your rescue. I guess you are a superman of sorts. I still have a lot more questions. I think first names will make this easier for both of us. Please, call me Layla.”

“Shoot, Layla.”

“My boyfriend, Zamir, and I were abducted from Dubai. His father, Omar Kamel, is a wealthy Saudi businessman. I’m sure he’s begun negotiating for our release. I want to know how Zamir is, and can you tell me how much longer we’ll have to be here?”

Cyrus looked at his watch. “Zamir is fine. In fact, he should be getting on a private jet right about now on his way to Saudi Arabia and his family.”

Layla felt the blood drain from her face. Tears welled in her eyes, tracing a path down her cheek. “I don’t understand. I’m supposed to be on that jet with him. He would never leave without me

Cyrus’s voice remained even, if not a little compassionate. “I’m sorry, Layla, but he did. Don’t think too poorly of him. He had no choice. His father made no effort to include you in the negotiation. You could not possibly believe an Arab family would open their arms to you, an American Jew. He’s a boy. None of this is in his control.” As an afterthought, he added, “If it’s any comfort, I’m sure he’s as devastated as you.”

Layla stared at Cyrus, trying to process what he said. Taking a breath, she wiped her tears away. I should have known better. I’ve been a fool, a child. She stared at her folded hands, trying to catch up with her thoughts. The realization she’d been left to fend for herself dawned on her. You come from a long line of fighters, she told herself. Your grandparents are Holocaust survivors. It’s time to become who you really are. Facing the truth strengthened her resolve. Looks like you’re going to have to find your own way out of this.

She tried to fathom her situation, thoughts racing. Cyrus stared at her, his sexy eyes filled with compassion. She returned his stare as if seeing him for the first time. Is he a friend or a foe? It occurred to her that the flipping gorgeous hunk of a man who sat across from her might be her only chance out of Iran. It was not in her DNA to use people, but under the circumstances, this man might be her only way out. She looked down at her hands as she tried to devise a plan.

When she looked up, she found Cyrus studying her. She blushed. “I guess that’s all the questions I have for now. I really am hungry, though.”

“Good. Then let’s eat.”

She found herself unable to resist. “I hope Superman can cook as well as he comes to the rescue of damsels in distress.”

“Be sure to let me know what career I’m better suited to, cooking or taking down bad guys.”

“Right now, I’m hoping it’s cooking you excel at.”

“Actually, my greatest skill set is in the bedroom.” His piercing green eyes dared her to look away.

Layla’s cheeks burned, and he doubled over in laughter.

“I… I beg your pardon?”

“Sorry, I couldn’t resist, Layla. You’re quite pretty when you blush.”

 

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Tema Merback writing as Belle Ami believes “Dreams do come true”.  As a mother and wife, she dedicated herself to her family and loved every minute of it. One day, like Sleeping Beauty, she awoke to find gourmet cooking and being a classical pianist wasn’t enough, she needed to reinvent herself. So, she brushed away the cobwebs and locked herself in a room and spent a year writing a historical novel which, low and behold, was a Finalist for a national book award. Her first author incarnation was born.

When she read Fifty Shades of Grey, her world tilted. Like a laser beam focusing on a target, she had found her passion: Sexy, steamy, romantic suspense. Hence came a second incarnation and a fitting nom de plume, Belle Ami. A quote that Belle considers her mantra is by Wilferd Peterson, “Success is focusing the full power of all you are on what you have a burning desire to achieve.”

She is a Kathryn McBride scholar of Bryn Mawr College in Pennsylvania. She lives in California with her husband, two children, three dogs, and horse.

She is the author of The Only One series, The One (#1), and The One & More (#2). Her third in the series titled One More Time is Not Enough, was published July 13th, 2016. She was honored to be included in the RWA LARA Christmas Anthology Holiday Ever After featuring her short story The Christmas Encounter. Her next series entitled The Tip of the Spear begins with Escape, published January 10, 2017. The sequel to Escape, entitled Vengeance, is being edited now and will be released in 2017.

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LinkedIn:  https://www.linkedin.com/in/belle-ami-86916094/

Website:   http://belleami.us

To get your copy of Escape:

Buy Links:   Amazon buy link:  https://www.amazon.com/Escape-Tip-Spear-Book-1-ebook/dp/B01N1X508R

Smashwords:   https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/692572

Kobo:  https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/escape-120

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/escape-belle-ami/1125408729?ean=2940157291785

 

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Strawberries by Casey Bartsch – Book Tour + #Giveaway

30/05/17

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by Casey Bartsch
Genre: Thriller, Suspense
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Strawberries is the name he has been given.

When they let him out, they had no way of knowing what he was. A
psychopath. A killer. The body count is at twenty already, and there
doesn’t seem to be an end in sight. Agent Harry Bland can’t see
one anyway. He doesn’t have a single clue to go on. It doesn’t
help that his mind won’t focus. His heart just isn’t in it
anymore.
Half way across the country, Sylvia is in a different state of mind. When
she isn’t selling sex to the rich, she is doing her best to
disappear. She lives a life of assumed names, one night stands, and a
constant stream of narcotics.
Sylvia has heard of Strawberries. Of course she has. So has everyone who has
turned on the television or surfed the net. Yet, she has no way of
knowing just how much his life will affect hers.
Seedy hotels, cross country truckers looking for the meaning of life,
homemade pie, a reporter with her own secret agenda, obscenely
expensive champagne, and plenty of spilled blood await our cast. But
make sure to read fast…..Strawberries has killed number 21.
A little Koontz, a splash of Palahniuk, and a pinch of Robbins.
Strawberries is sure to make you wince as well as smile.
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Casey Bartsch lives in a tiny Texas town called Belton. He has yet to meet
any of his neighbors, or travel farther than the grocery store. He
doesn’t eat healthy foods, and is therefore a bit rotund. His
girlfriend loves him anyway, and that works out well.


Casey often struggles to find the time to write. That is a lie. The time is
plentiful. He just has a hard time choosing to write when other, less
mentally taxing activities are available. He feels a great deal of
regret each time he makes this wrong choice.
Casey spends an obscene amount of time trying to figure out why people do
what they do, why he does what he does, and how long it might take
before the world implodes in on itself and leaves him stranded on a
small rock floating through the emptiness of space.
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Remnants by Carolyn Arnold – Book Tour + #Giveaway

29/05/17

Remnants
Brandon Fisher FBI Series, Book 6
by Carolyn Arnold
Genre: Crime Mystery, Thriller
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All that remains are whispers of the past…
When multiple body parts are recovered from the Little Ogeechee River in
Savannah, Georgia, local law enforcement calls in FBI agent and
profiler Brandon Fisher and his team to investigate. But with the
remains pointing to three separate victims, this isn’t proving to
be an open-and-shut case.
With no quick means of identifying the victims, building a profile of this
serial killer is proving more challenging than usual. How is the
killer picking these victims? Why are their limbs being severed and
bodies mutilated? And what is it about them that is triggering this
killer to murder?
The questions compound as the body count continues to rise, and when a
torso painted blue and missing its heart is found, the case takes an
even darker turn. But this is only the beginning, and these new leads
draw the FBI into a creepy psychological nightmare. One thing is
clear, though: the killing isn’t going to stop until they figure it
all out. And they are running out of time…
**Can easily be read as a standalone!!**
Series Information
What to expect from the Brandon Fisher FBI series:
Profilers. Serial killers. The hunt is on. Do
serial killers and the FBI fascinate you? Do you like getting inside
the minds of killers, love being creeped out, sleeping with your eyes
open, and feeling like you’re involved in murder investigations?
Then join FBI agent and profiler Brandon Fisher and his team with the
Behavioral Analysis Unit in their hunt for serial killers.
This is the perfect book series for fans of Criminal Minds, NCIS, Silence
of the Lambs
, Seven, Dexter, Luther, and True Crime.
Read in any order or follow the series from the beginning.
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CAROLYN ARNOLD is an international best-selling and award-winning author, as
well as a speaker, teacher, and inspirational mentor. She has four
continuing fiction series—Detective Madison Knight, Brandon Fisher
FBI, McKinley Mysteries, and Matthew Connor Adventures—and has
written nearly thirty books. Her genre diversity offers her readers
everything from cozy to hard-boiled mysteries, and thrillers to
action adventures.
Both her female detective and FBI profiler series have been praised by
those in law enforcement as being accurate and entertaining, leading
her to adopt the trademark: POLICE PROCEDURALS RESPECTED BY LAW
ENFORCEMENT™.
Carolyn was born in a small town and enjoys spending time outdoors, but she
also loves the lights of a big city. Grounded by her roots and lifted
by her dreams, her overactive imagination insists that she tell her
stories. Her intention is to touch the hearts of millions with her
books, to entertain, inspire, and empower.
She currently lives just west of Toronto with her husband and beagle and
is a member of Crime Writers of Canada.
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Moira Ashe: Enemy Within by Brendon Bertram – Book Promo + #Giveaway

27/05/17

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Moira Ashe: Enemy Within

by Brendon Bertram

Genre: Paranormal Thriller

Word count: 26521

About the Book

Moira Ashe: Enemy Within is the first book in a new series and the first book I have ever written. Moira Ashe is a monster hunter set in a fictional world in a 16th-century setting. After being tasked with hunting a beastly killer, Moira must also protect the life of a foreign man looking for a solution to lycanthrope. Searching for the beast’s identity by day and facing the beast during the night. Moira fights to expose the creature’s identity while keeping her own secret hidden.

 

The book is only available on Amazon as an e-book for 2.99USD. It is also available for free with Kindle Unlimited.

 

Excerpt from Chapter 6

 

As the beast got closer, Moira slowly began squeezing the trigger as it approached. Something wasn’t right. The beast seemed to home in on the duo, its nose twitched as if searching for them. Lincoln became scared, was it truly oblivious to their presence or was it feigning being so. The answer became clear, as the beast turned its body as Moira fired her weapon.

The sound of thunder tore through the night as the weapon discharged, sending a dozen small balls speeding towards the beast. But instead of colliding head on, into the creature’s head and chest, most punched into the creature’s left shoulder and back while the rest missed completely.

The werewolf was thrown sideways, the flesh on its shoulder was mangled as blood seeped from its wounds. The beast regained its footing and glared at its attackers, while Lincoln stared in disbelief as the creature’s wounds already began to start healing.

Moira slung her blunderbuss over her shoulder as she said one word.

“Run.”

 

About the Author

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As a self-published author, who recently found a passion for storytelling, I am hoping that I can translate this passion into a career for myself. My passion was born from reading fan theories. I found the concept of hidden stories incredibly interesting, and I hope to incorporate those elements into my own works. I have a very varied array of ideas for books ranging from fantasy and sci-fi, to more profound literature, that I hope to release in the future. Fan theories and art are always appreciated.

 

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Giveaway

When I commissioned the creation of the cover I also ordered for the production for a limited number of posters. I will be giving away 5 of these to the first five people to send me a message on Facebook asking for one. The poster is 11 X 17 inches.

 

Links:

Facebook page: Brendon Bertram’s Facebook page

Link to purchase book on Amazon: Moira Ashe: Enemy Within on Amazon

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Streets of Glass by Michelle D Argyle – Book Tour + #Giveaway

04/05/17

Streets of Glass
by Michelle D Argyle
Genre: Suspense, Thriller, Contemporary
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Eighteen year-old Starry is destined to take over her father’s powerful drug
syndicate. But when she finds out he has kept her only sister a
secret from her, she can’t trust him anymore. Furious, Starry vows
to find Emma, even though she knows her defiance could lead to losing
the position she’s worked so hard to inherit.
But Emma isn’t quite the sister Starry hoped for. She’s a
straight-laced good girl who wants nothing more than to take down the
syndicate that destroyed her family. Starry, willing to do anything
to secure her place in the syndicate, accepts her father’s
ultimatum to kill Emma and everyone helping her. But the more Starry
gets to know Emma, and the more secrets she uncovers, the more she
questions whether the price of saving the syndicate is too high—even
for someone as cold-blooded and vicious as Starry.
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Michelle lives and writes in Utah, surrounded by the Rocky Mountains. She’s a
foodie and also adores anything Star Wars related. She loves to read
and write books in the time she grabs between her sword-wielding
husband and energetic daughter. She believes a simple life is the
best life. Michelle mainly writes contemporary Young Adult and New
Adult fiction, but occasionally branches into other genres.
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