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Release Day Blitz: The Watcher by Louise James

Posted on Oct 31, 2017 with No comments

Oct 31, 2017

A classic struggle between good vs. evil! 

The Watcher
(The Ent Chronicles Series, Bk 1)
by Louise James


Long ago a powerful coalition of wizards and witches—The Seven—began a quest to recover hallowed grounds in the Earthling Realm. The day had arrived to claim Hailstone Hamlet! A Dark Wizard, Lord Haydron expects no one to survive the destruction, but he was wrong.

An apprentice Healer miraculously survives with no memory of what occurred but, why was she spared?

Unexpectedly, her locket opens as if by magik, and a cheery old woman speaking in a funny accent appears.

“Come for ye have I. Away from here ye must stay.
Troubles come with darkness of night; The Watcher protects and The Lantern lights.” 

Ewallea assures her that she will remain by her side as they seek answers. Overwhelmed and injured, Amellea passes out only to wake in the arms of a handsome young man, riding upon the most beautiful creature she had ever seen. The Hunter believes she was spared for a purpose and their destinies are entwined. He pledges to help her locate friends and family. 

The feisty beauty and her new companions find themselves on a journey of unexpected adventures to reach an enchanted forest, filled with mischievous fantastical creatures.

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Chapter Six – Haydron Castle

. . . At dusk, they saw Haydron Castle on the horizon.
      “I want a fresh start before I report, so we make camp here tonight. We meet Lord Haydron in the morning. Send a messenger announcing our arrival tomorrow at sunrise.” The Chief Hunter dismounted Que and wearily stretched his aching frame. Soon after everyone had dismounted and began to construct a make-shift camp, haunting song filled the copse of trees surrounding the grounds of the camp. Que trumpeted the day’s benediction signaling the herd to feed and rest, but the Elk Song meant much more than the close of the day. The entire herd bowed their heads in unison at the end of the haunting melody. She was also thanking them for their service to all, great and small. Que heard stories and witnessed her mother following this tradition. Que honored her parents in this way at the close of each day while on a mission. Maleek bowed in deference to the CrownHead of the RealmWalkers, to show his respect for her as she ruled with grace in the tradition of her parents.
      “Que, I need rest and fast. I have burned my candle at both ends and twice in the middle.”
      “That is not possible unless you break the candle, your royal hinny-ness!” teased the Great QueMayReign.
      “What about my rear?” Maleek looked over his shoulder, checking to make sure it looked okay. “What? I do’na take your meaning, Que.”
Maleek walked over to the fresh, clear pond, sampling the cool spring water flowing from the falls. He removed his leather shirt over his broad shoulders, stretching to relieve the aching muscles. Tiredness had begun to paralyze those tense muscles. He glanced over his shoulder amused, remembering Que teasing him.
      Maleek stripped out of his leathers and plunged into the brisk water. As he bathed and relaxed his mind, Maleek drifted away, thinking of a beautiful sunset-red-haired lass. Were their destinies entwined as QueMayReign and Ewallea conveyed to him? What defines his destiny?
Just as he started to drift off, floating in the cool water, Maleek thought he heard a voice in the distance. Startled, he stood and listened more closely but could not catch the sound again. Something sounded very familiar about that voice, but he could not remember. It was a gut feeling; Maleek usually acted on those feelings because they were important.
“Aye! Ye feel it too, my beauty. Magik mischief is near.”
“Yes, I do, but I am more worried about you catching your death of cold right now! Que sensed it too, impatiently snorting a warning her Hunter knew well. Maleek, get into some dry clothes! The night air is brisk, and autumn is but a few days away. Put these Elven-woven garments upon your tired body and sleep for a while. I will wake thee in time to prepare for your meeting with Lord Haydron,” Que chattered quickly while advising her Hunter.
      “Ye fuss too much, Que, like my ‘mam. I take my leave of ye now until then, Que.”
Que watched her Hunter with amusement, as if knowing a secret. Maleek rested on a grassy spot near a log and finally allowed the weariness of the past event-filled hours to take him into a restless sleep.
In his fitful slumber, visions of Trolls, meddling Nymphs, and dangerous TreeHoppers filled his dreams as he battled Ents of all kinds. Somewhere in the chaos, he could hear a melody hummed by the sweetest voice he had ever heard.
Wondering away from the chaos, Maleek walked toward the sweet sound, and his distress seemed to melt away. He stepped into a clearing and saw the source of the song—a beautiful maiden combing her sunset-red hair as she sang a Siren’s song.
He carefully watched from a distance until the maiden’s song ended. She stood and turned, making eye contact with Maleek.
      “Amellea, I did ’na ’no ye were a Siren!”
      “I am no Siren! I was just a singin’ and enjoyin’ a bath. I needed a good wash to remove the ash and grime.” Amellea nervously adjusted the robe she wore to cover her shoulder as the couple cautiously approached each other. “And pray tell, when did you return to the Ewa’s home?” the beauty stopped walking to question Maleek once more.
      “‘Tis but a dream, Amellea. I am not there in the Enchanted Forest. I am sleeping. ‘Tis my dream, ye are visitin,’ slowly understanding himself how all this could be happening. Aye! I heard the song, ye were singin’. I am near Haydron Castle; I must report to Lord Haydron at sunrise. ‘Tis required of the Chief Hunter, after each fortnight. I also have prisoners to interrogate. Much has happened, too, most of which is not favorable. Unfortunately for me, Lord Haydron will not be happy with the report.”
Maleek noticed he tweaked Amellea’s curiosity when he mentioned prisoners. 
      “Who are the prisoners? Could they be from Hailstone Hamlet?” hopeful that her family might be among the prisoners.
      “Aye, yer quick minded lass! I do’na ‘no anything yet because I have not interrogated them.”
      “So, I am in your dream, laddie, or are you in mine? Amellea teased.
      “I venture to say ye have intruded in my dream with your Siren song, dearest. Aye! It is quite pleasant to be here alone with ye at last, for I have wanted to speak freely to thee for many a fortnight.” A flustered Amellea stepped backward and sweetly smiled, but she became leery and guarded.
      “And why did you want to talk to a, a simple peasant girl, a Healer’s Apprentice? I am nothing special.”
The Hunter walked closer at a brisk pace, grabbing her by the shoulders. “I will ‘na hear ye speak of yourself in such a way ever, dearest. Lass, ye skin is as fair as a dove’s wing; eyes the color of the sky…. ‘Bonnie hair…hair the color of sunset, just as SilverTongueTee described.” Maleek reached to touch her cheek and stopped short to touch a lock of her hair instead. He gently rolled the lock between his fingers, enjoying its soft corn-silk feel.
      “Who is SilverTongueTee?” Amellea looked up into Maleek’s vivid silver eyes and nearly swooned.
Amellea quickly moved away from Maleek as he leaned in to fully kiss her pink lips. Maleek did not give up that easily, walking to stand behind her.
Amellea was clearly overcome, desperately trying to control herself. Whirling around to ask another question, she was caught in his strong arms. She quickly put her hands on his broad chest.
      “What are you wearing? It’s so soft and thin. What is that heady smell? I…I can’t place….” Maleek took her face in his hands and inched closer, placing a gentle kiss on her lips.
Swaying, Amellea melted and bit her lower lip, stunned but enjoying the attention. Before she knew what happened, Maleek placed another heated kiss on her mouth, and she willingly opened to deepen it.
She was suddenly so hot—suffocating hot!
Firmly pushing away from Maleek, Amellea came to her senses.
      “I did not give you permission to kiss me, Hunter! And what is that smell? Do you smell it?”
      “Lass, do’na ye think ye should be callin’ me Maleek now? I mean, since we know each other much better.” The Hunter stepped closer to Amellea again, touching his nose to her soft hair, breathing in her scent of spring rain, sunshine and lavender. He cradled Amellea gently in his arms as though she were as fragile as a newborn. She snuggled into his embrace, forgetting her objections.
      “It’s you Ma–Mah–Maleek, is it? You smell of leather, cedar wood, and cinnamon. Hmm….” Amellea shook her head slightly, realizing she had to get control of herself, but she did not want to let go of Maleek once he had her in his arms. She felt safe…and hot…and bothered!

Something unexplainable was happening to her. Something deep inside her core clenched every time Maleek was near. And that smell… It drove her crazy!

About The Author

 I am a creative, loquacious Southern artist who has always liked to tell a good story. After I retired as a public and collegiate art educator, I needed to reinvent myself.  Thanks to the encouragement of professionals, friends and family, and God’s amazing grace, I have found a new passion—writing fantasy and paranormal stories.
I have always been a mental traveler, reading books and physically traveling across much of the USA and Canada. I have been actively writing for three years, publishing late in 2017. It is my hope that my novels reach across generations, entertaining multiple audiences. I want my readers to escape through fantasy to mentally travel to other worlds and to find a smile, friend or foe written between the pages of the stories I write. It is my sincere hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoy writing! –lj

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Release Day Blitz & Giveaway: Haunting Magic By Neely Powell

Posted on Oct 27, 2017 with No comments

Oct 27, 2017

The highly anticipated second book of The Witches of New Mourne Series, HAUNTING MAGIC is now available! 

Haunting Magic
(The Witches of New Mourne, book 2)
by Neely Powell


Fiona Burns is a witch who sees dead people. Bailey Powers sees her as the next cable star—and a fake. Even so, she’s tempted by the dynamic producer in more ways than one.
But she has a big distraction—a vicious curse on her family coven.

The ghosts of New Mourne warn of the return of the Woman in White, a vengeful spirit who claims the life of a Connelly witch from every generation. In fighting back, Fiona unwittingly fuels the demonic forces, and black magic brings death and heartbreak to her family.

Initially a skeptic, Bailey is soon caught up in her supernatural battle with forces of evil. He’s also beginning to think Fiona can help him escape his haunting past. 

With magic and mayhem at war and survival on the line, the Witches of New Mourne face a new challenge from their ancient foe. Will another generation fall? Or does the curse end here?

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Overgrown weeds covered the back of cemetery. In the deepening gloom, Fiona stumbled over a stump. The baby’s screams filled her head. She had to help this child.

The grave markers in the back of the cemetery were the oldest ones. Some of them were so weathered it was impossible to read the names and dates on them. When they reached the back corner, Fiona knelt. All she could hear was the baby’s cry.

She dug through the weeds and scruff in front of her, ignoring the sting of thorns on her hands. Bailey dug with her, and soon she touched the cool stone of a broken grave marker.
“Baby MacCuindliss” was carved in uneven letters deep in the stone.

“This is the Woman in White’s baby.” Fiona traced the name on the marker with tender fingers. “Please don’t cry,” she whispered. “I’ll try to find your mother, I promise.”

The baby’s cry faded to a whimper. The mist blew away, leaving Fiona and Bailey under a canopy of threatening clouds.

“MacCuindliss,” Fiona breathed. “The Woman’s name.”

Lightning streaked over the mountains, and the ominous stink of sulfur infused the air. 

The Witches of New Mourne Series

Awakening Magic
Bk #1

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About The Author

Neely Powell is the pseudonym for co-writers Leigh Neely and Jan Hamilton Powell. Long-time friends, they’re the authors of “The Witches of New Mourne” a paranormal series about a family coven, a centuries’ old curse and an enchanted town. AWAKENING MAGIC is available from The Wild Rose Press, and now HAUNTING MAGIC continues the story. Their first paranormal novel, TRUE NATURE, is also available from The Wild Rose Press.


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Early Review: Nailed It by Cindi Madsen

Posted on Oct 18, 2017 with No comments

Oct 18, 2017

I'm Ivy Clarke. Bartender, best friend, and disbeliever in love.
And now I'm in over my head, trying to flip a house all by myself.
Thanks, HGTV.
I'm not too proud to admit I need some help. Too bad the only one who can help me is the same man I want to throw out this house's second-story window.
Jackson Gamble and I can't be in the same room together for more than a minute without devolving into a sparring match.
Except for that one time…
But enough about that. Jackson's looking for forever, and I don't believe in love, remember?
Get in. Renovate. Get out. Keep my heart firmly in tact.
Because it's much easier to fix up a house than a broken heart.
Full of humor and dripping with delicious tension, Nailed It proves that every heart can be ready for a little rehabilitation, if only you're willing to open it up.

  3.5-4 STARS

Ivy Clarke has watched her mom go through relationship after relationship, never finding “Mr. Right”, and seeing the pain that goes along with that. Add to that, her own failed relationships. Ivy is done with all of that. She figures if you don’t get too close and don’t let emotions get involved, then you can’t get hurt. Except there’s one man, Jackson Gamble (her best friend’s brother) who can get to her like no other. They almost had something in the past, but Ivy put up her walls and wouldn’t let him get any closer. Now they’re working together on fixing up a house to sell that held many childhood memories for Ivy. If these two can be in the same room together though without insults and trying to fight off the attraction, it will be a miracle. Ivy is determined to keep Jackson at arm’s length, but as the two spend more time together working on the house, it gets harder and harder.

She’s got a plan though. What’s a little fun and no attachment fling between them while they finish up the house going to hurt? When the project is done, they’ll go their separate ways. Jackson can be with a woman who wants the whole white-picket fence and HEA ending and Ivy can continue being on her own and taking care of herself and not let any chance of a broken heart come into play. Sounds good, right? But as they say, the best-laid plans…

I loved the bantering and the chemistry between Jackson and Ivy. While there were times I was a little frustrated with Ivy’s character, I was still rooting for this couple. I loved how Jackson wouldn’t give up on her. A fun, sweet and sexy read. Overall, I really enjoyed it. If you like enemies-to-lovers, second-chance romance and the best friend’s brother tropes, this one has it all!

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Publisher: Entangled Publishing: Amara Imprint
Pub Date: October 23, 2017

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Early Review: Closer to You (Haven, Montana #1) by Jill Sanders

Posted on Oct 6, 2017 with No comments

Oct 6, 2017

New York Times bestselling author Jill Sanders strikes gold with a sizzling series about oil-rich playboys whose hearts are up for grabs.

No one’s more surprised than Tyler McGowan when he discovers he has a knack for running the family’s oil business—a role he took on after his father’s sudden passing. Now, to keep the old man’s legacy afloat, Tyler’s giving up his playboy ways and settling into small-town life. But his newfound resolve is tested when trouble strides into his office in five-inch heels.

Kristen Howell has spent the last five years working her way up the corporate ladder. And somehow it’s landed her smack-dab in the middle of nowhere: Haven, Montana. It’s her job to convince the head of McGowan Enterprises to sell. But the tall and rangy hunk is proving to be exceedingly stubborn—and overwhelmingly hot. When someone attempts to derail her negotiations, Kristen is ready to get down and dirty. But the sparks she and Tyler are throwing near the oil field may be dangerously combustible…


3.5 Stars

Closer to You is the first book in the Haven, Montana series about three brothers who take over their late father’s oil business. This book focuses on the oldest brother, Tyler McGowan. As the brothers start to get the business going in the right direction again, offers start coming in from big businesses to buy them out, but these brothers aren’t selling. They want to keep their father’s dream alive.

Enter Kristen Howell, who has been sent to Haven by her boss to try and convince the brothers to sell. Kristen is a city woman and isn’t prepared for a place like Haven when she arrives. You could tell from the first meeting between Tyler and Kristen though, that sparks were going to fly between these two!

As Kristen spends more time with Tyler and trying to figure out why her boss and the company want to buy out the brothers’ business so badly, the two grow closer. She’s only in Haven for a short time and the feelings between them are growing stronger every day. Will they both be able to put their true feelings out on the line for something that could be a forever kind of love?

There are also people out to hurt them and the company’s reputation. Tyler, Kristen and his family, along with law enforcement try and find out who’s behind these bad things happening to them and the company.

I liked the slower build to Tyler & Kristen‘s relationship, the mystery and suspense elements in the storyline and the family bond between the brothers and their mother. I'm looking forward to the next book in the series!

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Publisher: Montlake Romance
Pub Date: October 10th, 2017

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Blog Tour & Giveaway: High Balls by Tara Lain

Posted on Oct 5, 2017 with No comments

Oct 5, 2017

Sometimes only the wrong guy can bring the 
right happy ever after.

High Balls
(Balls To The Wall Series #6 )
by Tara Lain


Though only twenty-six, single father Theodore Walters lives with his head in the clouds and his feet firmly planted in reality. At the center of his life is Andy, his seven-year-old son, with whom he shares no DNA, though nobody—including his religious-fanatic in-laws—knows that, and Theodore will do anything to keep them from finding out. Theodore works hard to get his PhD and the tenure and salary that might follow to make a better life for Andy—but the head of his department thinks his dissertation on Jane Austen and romance novels is frivolous.

Theodore’s carefully planned life goes off the rails when he walks into a popular Laguna Beach bar and meets the bartender, “Snake” Erasmo, a pierced and tattooed biker who sends Theodore’s imagination—and libido—soaring. Snake has even more secrets than Theodore and couldn’t be a less “appropriate” match, but he might be the only guy with the skills to show Theodore that happily-ever-after is for real. 

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A second later in his bedroom, as Theodore stood in his boxer briefs staring at his minimal wardrobe, Andy stuck his head in the door. “Hiya, Dad.”


“Whatcha doing?”

“Trying to figure out what to wear.”

He wandered in and plopped on the unmade bed. “You got a date?”

“Uh, kind of. I mean, yes.”

“So what kind of guy is he?”

“What do you mean?” Was his son checking his date’s résumé?

“You know, is he, like, really conservative—I don’t mean, like, Republican, I mean, does he wear ties and stuff? Or is he, like, ace?”


“Uh, like, rad, cool?”

“Definitely cool.”

“Okay.” He flipped on his stomach and pointed toward the closet. “Black jeans.”

Theodore pulled his one good pair from the hanger and slid them on.

“Excellent. Now white shirt.”

“Really? Isn’t that kind of conservative?”

“No, you gotta trust me.”

“Okay.” He shrugged on the shirt. “Do I tuck it in?”

“Of course. Black belt.”

He did as instructed. Had to admit those jeans did show off his ass and the shirt made him look more mature and a bit—well, cool.

“Okay, now take the vest you wear to work.”

“You mean, like, a suit vest?”


“Which one? I have two.”

“Let me look.” He hopped to a cross-legged position as Theodore held up his navy blue vest and his tan vest.

“That one.” He pointed toward the tan.

“You sure?” Andy nodded. Hell, humor the kid. I can take it off later. He slid on the vest and—son of a bitch if it didn’t look bitchin’. “Hey, good job, this looks—” He grinned. “—ace.”

“Told ya.”

Theodore sat on the edge of the bed next to his fashion consultant. “I won’t be real late, but go to bed on time for Jillian so you can get up and be smart tomorrow. How’s your homework?” Personally he thought they gave second graders too much, but he didn’t want to have Andy falling behind.

“I’ve got a lot done.”

“Ask Jillian to check it over when you’re finished, okay? If you need me, call me.”

“Sure. Have a good time with the ace.” He flashed his little teeth with the big gap in the middle.

“I will, derp.” He kissed Andy’s nose.

“Dad, nobody says that. Especially not grown-ups.”

“How could someone so hopelessly uncool have such an awesome son?”

“Good question.”

The Balls to the Wall Series

Volley Balls
Bk #1

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Fire Balls 
Bk #2

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Beach Balls
Bk #3

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FAST Balls
Bk #5

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Prefer paperback?
The first and second book are now available in paperback! 

About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 32. Her best-selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Paranormal Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft.  She lives with her soul-mate husband and her soul-mate dog near the sea in California where she sets a lot of her books.  Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!

You can find Tara at Lain

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