Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Release Day Blast + #Giveaway: 'Love with all my Heart' & 'Until Then' By @authoragorman @authordelisalyn @GHBTours

Love, with all my Heart
By- A. Gorman
Genre- Romantic Suspense
Publication Date- May 31st, 2016

Analind Charles thought her life was finally getting back on track. After catching her abusive husband with another woman, she finally mustered the courage to walk out. Now that her divorce is finalized, she’s free to pursue her dream of becoming a pastry chef. When she meets a handsome customer and sparks fly, she’s hopeful that her life is finally beginning.

Rush Clemons just wanted to honor his fallen hero father at his bar, but things aren’t as promising as they once were. Overworked and stressed by the antics of his floozy bar manager, things aren’t looking so good for the Monastery Tavern. When he asks Analind to go out with him, he is hopeful the troubles are behind him.

The couple only thinks they knew trouble before. Jealousy and spite bring tension to the new relationship. When Analind’s ex forces his way back into her life, Rush finds himself scrambling. Can he save her before her past wrecks both of their futures?


Until Then
Genre- Contemporary Romance
By- Delisa Lynn

My name is Kole Harris, and I loved being a detective. Until…
One cold September day, everything in my world imploded. After losing my wife, I was sure I’d never be whole again. I never imagined my life could be normal. Drinking and one-night stands became my new normal—the only way I knew to survive the pain.
Until her…
She opened my eyes and made me believe I can love again. She showed me what it’s like to wake up next to a woman and not run, how to leave the guilt behind and live again—and that I deserve to have a life. I never knew love like this, or craved anyone as much as I crave her.
My name is Rosealy Taylor, and two years ago I lost the only man I’d ever loved…
Moving on seemed overwhelming, but I had to learn that loving someone else was possible. However, the heartache from his past has built a wall around the love I know he can give. I never thought I could give my heart to someone else.
Until him.
Will our painful pasts destroy any hope for our future?



About the Author-
A. Gorman was born and raised in a small community in Central Indiana. She left the slow moving life of the country for the fast-paced city life. After spending twelve years in the city and becoming a mother to two wild and crazy kids, she chose to move back to the peace and quiet of the country after marrying the man of her dreams and gaining three more children.
As an avid reader, A. never set out to be an author since she’s a full-time editor for several incredible authors. However, after editing one day, a voice started talking to her and talking and talking. She decided to sit down and write what she had to say, and it turned out she had a lot to say. Then that one voice turned to two, and another story came to life. Not believing that anything she was writing was publishable, she asked a few friends to critique her manuscript…and now she’s the proud author of the Their Sins series, with several more series and standalones planned.

When she’s not corralling their five kids and two dogs or out in their garden, you can find her at her desk editing or writing her next novel with a cup of coffee and classical music cranked up on her iPad. While she loves reading, A. is addicted to all things British, coffee, and gummy bears—in no particular order.


About the Author-
Delisa Lynn grew up in Columbus Ohio, she is currently residing in Western New York with her husband and fur daughter Sophie. During the day she works as a Medical Assistant and at night, she types away on her laptop, allowing her characters to escape her mind. Pink is her favorite color, and she loves anything animal print. She loves traveling, shopping and baking. When Delisa isn’t working or writing you can catch her snuggled up with her kindle reading about her newest book boyfriend.



Cover Reveal + #Giveaway: Shattered Pack by Aileen Erin @aileen_erin @XpressoTours

Shattered Pack
Aileen Erin
(Alpha Girl, #6)
Published by: Ink Monster LLC
Publication date: November 29th 2016
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult

Meredith Molloney never thought she’d find a mate, let alone someone like Donovan Murry—one of the most powerful Alphas alive. Now that she’s no longer cursed and the evil Luciana Alvarez has been taken care of, she thinks life will finally settle down. Boy, has she never been so wrong

In the middle of the night, Donovan gets a call telling him that his pack has gone to pieces. The news that his second in command has been found brutally murdered has Donovan packing his bags for Ireland, but the last thing Meredith wants to do is leave Texas. She’s heard about how the Celtic Pack are with outsiders. And Donovan has more than a few exes in the pack that will be less than friendly.

Meredith’s never let a few angry wolves stop her, and she’s not about to start now. She’s faced down much worse the past few months. But when she gets there, she finds that it’s not just a few exes who stand in the way between her and her Full Moon Ceremony with Donovan

Meredith is thrust in to a deadly game of pack politics, one the fey have happily joined in on. When the dust settles, she knows she’ll either have everything that she wants or lose it all.


Author Bio:
Aileen Erin is half-Irish, half-Mexican, and 100% nerd--from Star Wars (prequels don't count) to Star Trek (TNG FTW), she reads Quenya and some Sindarin, and has a severe fascination with the supernatural. Aileen has a BS in Radio-TV-Film from the University of Texas at Austin, and an MFA in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University. She lives with her husband in Los Angeles, and spends her days doing her favorite things: reading books, creating worlds, and kicking ass. 

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Cover Reveal: Stolas by Randi Cooley Wilson @R_CooleyWilson @XpressoTours

Randi Cooley Wilson
(Dark Soul Series, #1)
Publication date: Fall 2016
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal

An ancient legend draws them together. His dark soul will tear them apart.

Sometimes, the only fairy tales that exist…are the dark ones.

For the past two years, Hope Annandale has fought to hold onto her sanity. Plagued by voices and visions, she struggles to understand what’s real, and what’s an illusion. As the lines between reality and hallucination blur, Hope discovers things that shouldn’t be real, exist.

When Hope’s world falls apart, figuring out the secrets of her past becomes a matter of life and death. And the only one who can save her is the dangerously attractive demon prince, who is bound by an ancient legacy to betray her.

The fate Stone has fought to escape is here. With destiny on one side, and desire on the other, Stone must protect Hope from the one thing he can’t hide from…his birthright.
What if the one person you were meant to be with could never be yours?

Author Bio:
Randi Cooley Wilson is an author of paranormal, urban fantasy and contemporary romance books. Randi makes stuff up, devours romance books, drinks lots of coffee, prefers champagne, and has a slight addiction to bracelets. She currently resides in Massachusetts with her daughter and husband. For more information visit: http://randicooleywilson.com
Photo Credit: Gretje Ferguson Photography 

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Virtual Book Tour + #Giveaway: Song of the Oceanides by J.G. Zymbalist @GoddessFish

Song of the Oceanides
by J.G. Zymbalist
GENRE:  YA Fantasy


Song of the Oceanides is a highly-experimental triple narrative transgenre fantasy that combines elements of historical fiction, YA, myth and fairy tale, science fiction, paranormal romance, and more.  For ages 10-110.

NOTE:  The book book is now permafree on all seller


Dyce’s Head, Maine.
31 August.

Rory Slocum had only just returned home from Putnam’s General Store and Newsagent when he noticed the girl standing in the heart of the garden.  She seemed to be lost in the music of the wind chimes dangling from Mother’s lilac tree.  Still, despite the girl’s seeming innocence, somehow he just knew that she must be one of the Oceanides who had been taunting him all summer long.

She must have heard his footsteps in the salty afternoon breeze because she turned to look upon him.  What a comely girl too.

A bit of jam and then some!  He stopped in his tracks and studied her classical features.

She had plum-black hair, eyes of sea green, bold chiseled planes to her face, fine hallowed cheeks, and a sharp jaw line.  How could she be anything but an Oceanide?

Slowly he advanced as far as the fog cannon where he paused a second time.  Perhaps he would do something so as to entertain her, and once she realized how amusing he could be, she would tell the others to leave him be.  He walked over to the lilac tree.  “Look what I’ve got here!”  With that he held up his copy of Sir Pilgarlic Guthrie’s Phantasy Retrospectacle.

She must have resented the whole notion that a boy like Rory would even think to approach someone like her.  Grimacing, she called to another girl who had just walked up through the gale-torn bluffs.  The two of them spoke in a tongue resembling the Byzantine Greek in which the drunken churchwarden sometimes delivered his public addresses.

As giddy as ever, Rory advanced a few more steps.  “You know what they call this sort of picture book, do you?  Down at Putnam’s, they tell me it’d be un comique pittoresque.  Just like the newsagents sell down there in Paris.”  Now he pointed to the picture on the dust jacket—the Oceanides’ long flowing hair and the mint-cream linen gowns reaching down to their ankles.  Afterward he pointed at the girls themselves standing there in their own creamy-white gowns.  “Sir Pilgarlic Guthrie, he’s the bettermost!  Everything bang up to the elephant and—”

“Have you any idea how odd you are?” the first Oceanide asked.  “And you’ll be beginning your fifth year in school next fall, isn’t that right?  They’ll tear you apart, a beanpea like you.”

Guest Post:

Where do ideas come from?

     Ideas come exclusively from the unconscious mind.  There is no muse or Holy Spirit and no messages from the gods.  Also the unconscious mind does not necessarily communicate or transmit ideas in dramatic vivid-colored dreams.  It might be okay to write about dreams in a romantic way, but no one should be callow enough to believe in that sort of revelation happening even once in a lifetime.  For most people, any given dream slips away so quickly, it cannot possibly be remembered or analyzed or deciphered.  Most often, the unconscious mind breaks through the surface in a mundane way.  The best ideas come to you as you’re brushing your teeth or raking the leaves.

     Learning new words and things also happens in a totally random way.  You might read a really great work by Aldous Huxley and not learn a single word or phrase that you might want to jot down in your idea book or someday use.  The next day, you might go on to some writer who does not have a reputation anything like that of Aldous Huxley but still find several extraordinary words or colloquialisms that would fit perfectly in something you’re either writing or planning.  The same thing holds true for art, cinema, opera, whatever.  You never know and can never predict when any work or any scenario in your life will hit you in a special way or provide some word or spark that triggers your imagination.

     Because ideas and words come so randomly, it is absolutely necessary for any writer to keep an idea book or at least a collection of papers upon which to record any and all breakthroughs, epiphanies, vocabulary words, and phrases.  The best way to keep an idea book or set of idea papers is to break up every page into a set of boxes—something like a checkerboard.  When an idea comes to you, write it down in one of the boxes.  When the next idea or word comes, write it down in its own box.  After a while, when you’ve got a pile of these kinds of papers, it will be no trouble to cut everything up with scissors and then mix and match the different squares to see which ideas and words seem to go together.  At that point, you’ve already (pretty much effortlessly) sketched out the makings of several different literary units or works.  The leftovers that don’t fit into any specific pile can be reconciled with the next batch you accumulate.


J.G. ┼╣ymbalist began writing Song of the Oceanides as a child when his family summered in Castine, Maine where they rented out Robert Lowell’s house.

The author returned to the piece while working for the Martha’s Vineyard Historical Society, May-September, 2005.  He completed the full draft in Ellsworth, Maine later that year.

For more information, please see http://jgzymbalist.com



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Virtual Book Tour + #Giveaway: Two Brothers, One Redhead, and a Stolen Giraffe by Sarah Mandell @theshyauthor @GoddessFish

Two Brothers, One Redhead, and a Stolen Giraffe
by Sarah Mandell


The McElroy brothers find trouble easily. Dylan plunges headfirst into it, while Daniel cleans up behind him. That’s the way it’s always been, ever since their mother left them to be bounced around the foster system, causing trouble wherever they went. The soon-to-be euthanized giraffe they just stole from the Northside Animal Park may be their biggest predicament yet, in more ways than one, but there's no undoing what's been done.

Lost in Nebraska without a plan, clueless how to care for the ornery old beast in the back of the trailer, the well-meaning brothers stop to rest at an abandoned-looking barn. A pretty redhead with a snappy temperament and a shotgun discovers the boys and their sixteen-foot stowaway. Her name is Josephine, she lives on this farm with her father who is spoken of, but never seen, and her root cellar has more locks than a bank vault. She’s got a way with animals and plenty of secrets, not to mention the interest of two brothers who swore they’d never let some girl come between them. 




“I’ll open the door. You can bait her off the truck.”

With their roles designated, Dylan reached for the lever. The back door of the trailer flew open with a loud crash. Daniel winced at the noise. They were supposed to be doing this quietly. He peeked around the barn to see the farmhouse, in case a light had come on in response to the bump in the night, but there was nothing. He returned to his spot by the trailer and squinted his eyes, looking into the rectangular cavern. There seemed to be no sign of life in there either, which was odd, considering all the signs of life thumping around in that very same trailer pretty much nonstop since Chicago.

“Crap. Did we kill her?” Dylan asked, his tone wavering just enough to give away the tightening in his throat. “Millie?” His voice echoed in the metal room lined with hay, but no sound could be heard in response.

Daniel stepped forward and held out one of the salads, just like he was supposed to, while balancing the bag with the sandwiches in his other arm. Sure enough, the smell of food inspired movement. The boys smiled at each other in relief. Millie was still alive back there, concealed by darkness, and perhaps she was hungry enough to follow her dinner down the ramp, off the truck, and into the barn. Surely they could lure her like a kitten. How they got her into this huge trailer was something no words could describe, but how they planned to get her out wasn’t likely to be any easier.

A long blackish purple tongue emerged from the dark and licked the salad, pulling out a piece of iceberg lettuce to chew. Daniel, no longer pissed at his brother for thinking up these stupid adventures, was now in awe of the creature before him. Her crooked bottom teeth chomped the lettuce against the flat roof of her mouth, just inches from his hand. Next, she inspected the paper bag that held the sandwiches, curious by what was probably her first up-close sniff of fried food, and Daniel let her, thinking nothing of it. She stuck her whole pointy face in the bag, coming out with Daniel’s chicken sandwich. It was still wrapped in wax paper, but she didn’t seem to mind. Her jaw slowly opened and closed, rolling in circular motions like a cow, as she savored a meal not intended for her. She ate the paper too.

Guest Post:

What is your favorite time period?

The 1930’s are definitely my favorite time period. I know what you’re thinking – the depression era? Yep! I’m not saying I’d want to go back in time and experience it for myself, I’m only saying it’s the time in history that has always been the most fascinating to me. I can’t seem to get enough of it. If a book or movie takes place in the 30’s, count me in! In fact, I seriously considered writing my new book, Two Brothers, One Redhead, and a Stolen Giraffe, as taking place in the 30’s, but I chickened out and went with a contemporary setting instead. I feared getting bogged down in historical research and appropriate dialog might keep me from what mattered most in the story, which were the characters. Even with the giraffe story taking place a contemporary context, there’s a lot of elements in the novel that hint of simpler times, and many of the struggles faced on this fictional farm in Nebraska could have occurred during that time in history with just a few modified details.

The reason the 1930’s are so interesting to me is because there was such a wide range of hard times occurring all across the country, all at once. Americans in every state struggled and endured, and I admire their resilience. Hard times make for incredible stories, as weird as that is to say, and some of the true accounts I’ve read or watched are far better than fiction.

During the 1930’s, Americans got by on very little, they endured long term unemployment, dust storms so terrible some thought it was the end of the world, and they listened to the radio in horror as the Hindenburg exploded. The 30’s had some positive events as well, like the World’s Fair in NYC, the end of prohibition, Amelia Earhart’s flight across the Atlantic, and FDR’s efforts to get America back on her feet again. The country was packed with immigrants from every European country (including my great grandparents from Poland and Ireland!), and they certainly had some culture clashes, but they were all after the same thing: a better life. In my new book, that’s all the characters want, but just as real people who lived through the 1930s knew all too well, it wasn’t such an easy thing to achieve.  

So much happened during this favorite decade of mine. Life was simple, life was a struggle, and I think that combination is always going to be worth studying. Maybe one of these days I’ll accept my own personal challenge and write historical fiction where my favorite decade has the spotlight!


Sarah Mandell is a professionally trained artist with a background in commercial interior design. She's also the brains and busy hands behind a thriving indie craft business called Once Again Sam in Greenville, SC. Even with an ever-expanding collection of creative outlets, she's truly the happiest when she's writing. Two Brothers, One Redhead, and a Stolen Giraffe is Sarah’s second novel. Her debut novel was Celia on the Run (Untreed Reads, 2012).


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