09 August, 2020

The Reluctant Bandit: lawlessness and the law Book 1 By Ami Hicken King Cover Reveal!

 The Reluctant Bandit: lawlessness and the law Book 1

By Ami Hicken King

Genre: Historical fiction (western & romance elements)

About the Book

Good guy or villain?

Charlie Stapleton begins his day with one dilemma—rob the mercantile in a booming mining town or his brother Jimmy dies–ending the morning with another–kidnapping the sheriff’s daughter.  Conscientious and guilt-ridden, he’s now responsible for Jimmy and Annabelle, against their wishes.

Annabelle, the sheriff’s daughter, grew up sheltered for reasons beyond her understanding.  Chafing at the restrictions placed on her by her single father and unwilling to be courted by her father’s deputy, she begins planning a “trip.”  

Charlie’s actions propel himself and Annabelle into a long-standing chain of events so intertwined they blur the lines between law and disorder, and right and wrong.  In the battle between the law, lawlessness, and corrupt business, who will be willing to sacrifice their goals and principles to gain resolution?

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About the Author

I’ve always been curious as well as a verbal processor who thinks about things, a lot. This behavior also happens to drive my family a little batty. What may seem like random thoughts and words sprouting out of seemingly nowhere has a method in my mind—this includes the mid-sentence pauses, over-thinking, and a variety pack of humor. It can be entertaining and confusing, but never dull. Amongst the entertained: two male, rescue mutts—Yes, I talk to my dogs (I’m sure I’m not alone in that). 

While I love wandering, wondering, and cloud watching, I also enjoy learning and connecting the dots in my inner and outer worlds. I’ve always been a voracious reader, fountain pen and paper product enthusiast, as well as lover of wax seal jewelry and pretty, shiny objects. I love a good story and analogies—written and spoken. Tell me your story, my spirit will listen. 

I frequently stand on the precipice, watching and observing, but when I’m in, I’m all in. I’m your ride or die girl, or the Thelma to your Louise (or Louie, whichever the case may be). Coffee or tea? Yes, please. 

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Title: Wild Warrior

Series: The Weavers Circle #2

Author: Jocelynn Drake & Rinda Elliott

Publisher: Drake & Elliott Publishing LLC

Release Date: August 7, 2020

Heat Level: 4 - Lots of Sex

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 106,000

Genre: Romance, Fantasy

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Baer Manning What happens when Baer spills his big secret about monsters and magic to a total stranger? Chaos. In Baer’s defense, he really thought Wiley was a lost brother. This case of mistaken identity forces the cute artist to stay at the plantation house for his own protection while they search for a way to take down a witch. Wiley Stuart He never should have gotten in Baer’s Jeep. But in Wiley’s defense, Baer is really sexy. And funny. And so sweet. And did he mention sexy? All his life he’d dreamed of superheroes and a life of action. He just never expected to find himself swept up into a world filled with monsters and goddesses. Wiley will do anything to stay with this magical band of brothers and help them with their fight. He just wished he could be Baer’s soul mate. Wild Warrior is the second book in the Weavers Circle series. It includes fast-paced action, running through Savannah, secrets, swimming pool fun, shapeshifting, an elephant, sexy times, lots of snakes, insecurity, three crazy old ladies, and magic!


There were about five people ahead of Baer in line—all of them staring at their phones or the shiny glass case of a tantalizing rainbow of doughnuts and pastries. Including the sexy blond Mini Cooper owner who was right in front of Baer in line. While Baer was a relatively average height of five ten, the blond was at least a delicate five seven or maybe five eight. The guy looked up from his phone as Baer stepped up behind him, and he flashed a nervous smile. “Hey,” he greeted in a slightly husky voice and then flushed some more. Yeah, this guy was all kinds of adorable. “Mornin’,” Baer replied. “You ever been here before?” The man shook his head, shoving his phone into his pocket. “No. It was recommended to me recently. When I woke up this morning, I just had to have doughnuts.” He gave a nervous little laugh. “I guess that’s the result of nonstop marketing at its best. It’s fall, so we’ve all gotta eat pumpkin-flavored everything for the next month.” Blondie had the sexiest southern drawl. It wasn’t too thick. Probably a local, but he’d spent some time out of the area. Just enough to lose some of its natural thickness, but those lilting drawls still mesmerized Baer when he spoke, leaving him wondering how his lips and tongue wrapped around each vowel and consonant. Good grief. He really did need to grab Grey for a boys’ night out in Savannah if he was going to start fantasizing about a nerdy twink’s mouth. Soul mates and forever sounded great, but it was clear that he needed to get laid. And what better time was there? Things were quiet. They weren’t running and fighting for their lives. Pumpkin doughnuts and sex could do a growing boy good. The bell hanging from the front door announced the arrival of another customer. Baer was about to ask the man’s name when the heavy scent of rotting flesh rolled through the room, overpowering the delicious miasma of frosting and fried dough. Fuck. He didn’t even need to turn around to know that behind him, pestilents had stepped into the bakery. It wasn’t enough that the alien race was attempting to steal the power of the earth to save their own dying planet while killing all Weavers in the process, but they had to interrupt his attempts at flirting as well? Just not cool. Silently, Baer cursed himself and his luck. They’d all grown a little complacent over the past couple of months. They’d even started venturing away from the protection of the plantation without backup because the pestilents had stopped attacking. Apparently they’d gathered enough numbers to make another go at the Weavers, and he’d not been paying enough attention to his surroundings to check to make sure there were no pestilents close. Instead of checking in with the animals in the area that there were no pestilents around, he’d let himself get distracted by big chestnut-brown eyes and a sweet smile. Twisting around to glance over his shoulder, Baer swore under his breath to find a male and female pestilent standing in front of the door. Humans wouldn’t notice anything different about them, but Weavers could. The air wavered around them as if they radiated heat. And, of course, there was the godawful stench. Pestilents were not meant for this world, and their bodies started rotting from the moment they arrived. Their time in this place was limited, but what time they had was spent trying to kill the Weavers. The pestilent woman wore a pair of ragged jeans, and her brown hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail, making her angular features seem that much sharper. A feral grin pulled across her thin lips when she spotted him. She lifted the shotgun in her hands to her shoulder and pointed it straight at his chest. Baer sucked in a breath. Was she really going to open fire in a small building crowded with people? Everyone was going to be killed or injured. Not only one fucking Weaver. Pivoting on the balls of his feet, Baer wrapped an arm around Blondie’s slender waist and dove over the closest table. A shocked yelp left the man’s lips, but he didn’t fight Baer as they tumbled to the floor. With his free hand, Baer grabbed the edge of the table, pulling it onto its side. They landed with the surprisingly thick wooden barrier at their backs just as the shotgun exploded in the room, slamming into the far side of the table and a scattering of chairs.

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Jocelynn Drake and Rinda Elliott have teamed up to combine their evil genius to create intense gay romantic suspense stories that have car chases, shoot outs, explosions, scorching hot love scenes, and tender, tear-jerking moments. Their first joint books are in the Unbreakable Bonds series.

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08 August, 2020

Little Tea by Claire Fullerton Virtual Book Tour!

Little Tea by Claire Fullerton

About Little Tea


Little Tea Southern Fiction

Publisher: Firefly Southern Fiction (April 28, 2020)

Paperback: 252 pages 

ISBN-10: 1645262596

ISBN-13: 978-1645262596

Digital ASIN: B0817J667Y

Southern Culture … Old Friendships … Family Tragedy

  One phone call from Renny to come home and “see about” the capricious Ava and Celia Wakefield decides to overlook her distressful past in the name of friendship.

For three reflective days at Renny’s lake house in Heber Springs, Arkansas, the three childhood friends reunite and examine life, love, marriage, and the ties that bind, even though Celia’s personal story has yet to be healed. When the past arrives at the lake house door in the form of her old boyfriend, Celia must revisit the life she’d tried to outrun.

  As her idyllic coming of age alongside her best friend, Little Tea, on her family’s ancestral grounds in bucolic Como, Mississippi unfolds, Celia realizes there is no better place to accept her own story than in this circle of friends who have remained beside her throughout the years. Theirs is a friendship that can talk any life sorrow into a comic tragedy, and now that the racial divide in the Deep South has evolved, Celia wonders if friendship can triumph over history.

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“Hey, Little Tea,” Hayward called as she and I sat crossed legged on the north

side of the verandah. “I bet I can beat you to the mailbox and back.” It was a

Saturday afternoon in early June, and we’d spread the church section of the

Como Panolian beneath us and positioned ourselves beneath one of the pair

of box windows gracing either side of the front door. The front door was fully

open, but its screen was latched to keep the bugs from funneling into the

entrance hall. They’d be borne from the current of the verandah ceiling fans

that stirred a humidity so pervasive and wilting, there was no escaping until

the weather cooled in early November. The glass pitcher of sweet tea Elvita

gave us sat opaque and sweating, reducing crescents of ice to weak

bobbing smiles around a flaccid slice of lemon. 

Little Tea stood to her full height at Hayward’s challenge, her hand on her hip,

her oval eyes narrowed. “Go on with yourself,” she said to Hayward, which

was Little Tea’s standard way of dismissal. 

“I bet I can,” Hayward pressed, standing alongside Rufus, his two-year-old

Redbone coonhound who shadowed him everywhere. 

Little Tea took a mighty step forward. “And you best get that dog outta here

’fore he upends this here paint. Miss Shirley gone be pitching a fit you

get paint on her verandah.” 

“Then come race me,” Hayward persisted. “Rufus will follow me down the

driveway. You just don’t want to race because I beat you the last time.” 

“You beat me because you a cheat,” Little Tea snapped.

 “She’s right, Hayward,” I said. “You took off first, I saw you.”  

“It’s not my fault she’s slow on the trigger,” Hayward responded. “Little Tea

hesitated; I just took the advantage.”

 “I’ll be taking advantage now,” she stated, walking down the four brick steps

to where Hayward and Rufus stood.

 At ten years old, Little Tea was taller than me and almost as tall as

Hayward. She had long, wire-thin limbs whose elegance belied their

dependable strength, and a way of walking from an exaggerated lift of

her knees that never disturbed her steady carriage. She was regal at

every well-defined angle, with shoulders spanning twice the width of

her tapered waist and a swan neck that pronounced her determined jaw. 

Smiling, Hayward bounced on the balls of his feet, every inch of his lithe

body coiled and ready to spring. There was no refusing Hayward’s smile,

and he knew it. It was a thousand-watt pirate smile whose influence could

create a domino effect through a crowd. I’d seen Hayward’s smile buckle

the most resistant of moods; there was no turning away from its white-toothed

, winsome source. When my brother smiled, he issued an invitation to the

world to get the joke.

Typically, the whole world would.  

“Celia, run fetch us a stick,” Little Tea directed, her feet scratching on the

gravel driveway as she marched to the dusty quarter-mile stretch from our

house to the mailbox on Old Panola road. I sprang from the verandah to the

grass on the other side of the driveway and broke a long, sturdy twig from an

oak branch. “Set it right here,” Little Tea pointed, and I placed it horizontally

before her. But Rufus rushed upon the stick and brought it straight to Hayward,

who rubbed his russet head and praised, “Good boy.” 

“Even that dog of yours a cheat,” Little Tea said, but she, too, rubbed his head

then replaced the stick on the ground. “Now come stand behind here. Celia’s

going to give us a fair shake. We’ll run when she says run.” Her hands wen

t to her hips. “Now what you gonna give me when I win?”

“The reward of pride and satisfaction,” Hayward said, and just then the

screen door on the verandah flew wide and my brother John came sauntering


“On go,” I called from my position on the side of the driveway, where I

hawkishly monitored the stick to catch a foot creeping forward. Looking

from Hayward to Little Tea to make sure I had their attention, I used a steady

cadence announcing, “Ready … set … go.” 

Off the pair flew, dust scattering, arms flailing; off in airborne flight, side by

side, until Little Tea broke loose and left Hayward paces behind. I could see

their progression until the bend in the driveway obstructed my vision but had

little doubt about what was happening. Little Tea was an anomaly in Como,

Mississippi. She was the undisputed champion in our age group of the region’s

track and field competition and was considered by everyone an athlete to watch,

which is why Hayward continuously challenged her to practice. Presently, I

saw the two walking toward me. Hayward had his arm around Little Tea’s

shoulder, and I could see her head poised, listening as he chattered with vivid


“You should have seen it,” Hayward breathlessly said when they reached me.

“She beat me easily by three seconds—I looked at my watch.”

“Three seconds? That doesn’t seem like much,” I said.

“Listen Celia, a second is as good as a mile when you’re talking time.

I’m two years older and a boy, so believe me, Little Tea’s already got the

makings of a star athlete.” He grinned. “But we already knew this.”

 About Claire Fullerton

Claire Fullerton hails from Memphis, TN. and now lives in Malibu, CA. with her husband and 3 German shepherds. She is the author of Mourning Dove, a coming of age, Southern family saga set in 1970's Memphis. Mourning Dove is a five-time award winner, including the Literary Classics Words on Wings for Book of the Year, and the Ippy Award silver medal in regional fiction ( Southeast.) Claire is also the author of Dancing to an Irish Reel, a Kindle Book Review and Readers' Favorite award winner that is set on the west coast of Ireland, where she once lived. Claire's first novel is a paranormal mystery set in two time periods titled, A Portal in Time, set in Carmel-by-the-Sea, California. She is a contributor to the book, A Southern Season with her novella, Through an Autumn Window, set at a Memphis funeral ( because something always goes wrong at a Southern funeral.) Little Tea is Claire's 4th novel and is set in the Deep South. It is the story of the bonds of female friendship, healing the past, and outdated racial relations. Little Tea is the August selection of the Pulpwood Queens, a Faulkner Society finalist in the William Wisdom international competition, and on the short list of the Chanticleer Review's Somerset award. She is represented by Julie Gwinn of the Seymour Literary.

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Website - https//www.clairefullerton.com
Instagram - http://www.instagram.com/cffullerton
Purchase Link - Amazon

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07 August, 2020

Be Not Afraid Pride's Downfall Book 1 by K.R. Morrison Book Tour and Giveaway!

Be Not Afraid 
Pride's Downfall Book 1 
by K.R. Morrison 
Genre: Paranormal Horror 

Now available from Linkville Press: Lydia’s faith in God is strong—at least on paper. But what happens when that faith is tested? Turned into a vampire by the worst—Vlad Drakul—she feels that God has abandoned her. But the opposite is true. God rescues her from a fate worse than death, and brings her into the plan He has for global redemption. With the help He sends, she feels like nothing can stop her. But when Vlad torments her again, and then her family, the temptation to run and hide is almost too strong to resist. Her answer to God’s call is the deciding factor in the battle that pits the angelic powers of God against the demonic powers of Hell. 

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Unholy Trinity 
Pride's Downfall Book 2 
What happened in the moments after Judas hanged himself?

Where did Cain go after the death of Abel?

Myths abound, and some of them have similar endings.

Cain murders his brother out of jealousy. Judas betrays Jesus to those who want to see Him dead. Vlad the Impaler destroys without mercy, and is legendary as Count Dracula. Three souls, collected and bound together in the same body by Lilith, Satan’s mate and favorite slave.

Cain, Judas, and Vlad Tepes all fall into the same trap: weakened by pride but too stubborn to turn back, they become cursed to walk the world through all of time. Pursued by Hunters, a group first established by Cain’s tribe when he was abducted by Lilith and the Serpent, they must keep one step ahead of their enemies from century to century.

The tale starts in Genesis, moves to the time before and after the Crucifixion, then makes the journey into what will become known as the Carpathian Mountains. We are dropped briefly into the 15th century, pass through time in Romania and Scotland, then conclude in 19th-century New Orleans. This is where the story, and the three-souled Beast, must await another day and another century. 

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Resurgence: The Rise of Judas 
Pride's Downfall Book 3 
Two years after the horrific events of “That Night”, Lydia and her family and friends have settled back into their lives. All seems peaceful, but for the haunting memories of the war that took place over their heads. A battle that everyone else has put aside as “mass hysteria.”
Now, with the unearthing of an old house in New Orleans and the appearance of a mysterious woman named Delilah, events are transpiring that have the Bronsons and their friends worried.
Delilah is a mystery. She takes on a partnership with a world-famous loser, and insists on rebuilding the crumbling buildings on the hill overlooking Lydia’s home town. The very same buildings that housed the evil that plagued them all two years before.
Pat and Trudy, the Bronson siblings, learn that their time to act is upon them. Demons and dark shadows are appearing in their lives, and in the lives of those they love. The one seemingly most threatened is their own father, Steve, who can’t seem to spend enough time in Delilah’s company. Then there are Martha, Sean, and Ryan, whose sinister experiences make them re-think their stance on the “mass-hysteria event.”
Not to mention Toby, almost three years old, who has powers beyond any mortal, but is definitely nothing more than a toddler.
Once again, the Bronsons must take on responsibilities much more than they think they can handle. However, God sends more helpers: an odd old man by the name of Nick, who lives in the park; and Miriam, a young lady who steals Pat’s heart.
Side by side, these young people show that their generation can be just as strong as the previous one. For they will need all the strength they can muster to fight the foe among them. 

K.R. Morrison has lived in the Pacific Northwest for over twenty years. She uses her maiden name to show honor to her Scottish roots, and as a tribute to her dad. She and her husband have two young-adult children.

"Be Not Afraid" is her first book, a darling little creature spawned from an all-too real nightmare. Her second book, "Unholy Trinity", was published in 2016.

"Resurgence: The Rise of Judas", is the third book in the "Pride's Downfall" series, and the fourth book, "Enoch's Return", will be available by September of 2020. 

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Crash by Evelyn Sola Release!

Vivi has a pesky problem who goes by the name of Luke, but he thinks her bitter and combative mouth is just begging to be kissed. Find out if their hostility can be replaced by a single, scorching hot kiss in Evelyn Sola’s CRASH, the third book in The Clark Family series. Fans of hot, enemies to lovers reads will sink their teeth into this sexy, diverse romance.

Vivi For the first time in my life, I’m with the family I choose. Living with my cousin, who happens to be a newlywed, is the best thing ever. There is one pesky downside, and his name is Lucas Clark. He’s a spoiled rich boy who was put on this Earth to torture me. He thinks he can intimidate me, keep me in my place, but I have news for him. No way is he man enough. And it’s annoying. Like, why do his eyes follow me everywhere? Why do I lose all self-control, seeking him out whenever we share the same space? I should be running in the opposite direction, right? His words are harsh, hostile. Until one night, the hostility is replaced by a kiss that almost set us on fire.

Luke She’s a tiny ball of energy. Every bitter and combative word out of her mouth is aimed at me. My family thinks I walk on water, so I could use any excuse to stay away from her. She’s nothing more than a man-hating shrew wrapped up in a beautiful package. Those dark eyes of hers? I see them everywhere. Her red lips? They beg to be kissed. And one night, I do. I finally get a taste, but it’s not enough. I want more.

She says she hates me. I’m used to getting what I want, and what I want is to prove to Vivi that hate is the last thing on her mind when it comes to me.

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A Boston native, wife, mother, and wine enthusiast. If she’s not writing, thinking about writing, you will find her with a book in her hands. While a new publisher, she’s been writing for years, and she will continue to write for many years to come.

Evelyn is obsessed with assertive and confident men who will stop at nothing to get their woman. Her stories are filled with love, passion, and humor.

She currently lives in Washington, DC with her husband and two daughters.

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Title: Vanishing Act (Book 1 Survivor's Duet) 
Author: H. D' Agostino 
Genre: Romantic Suspense 
Release Date: August 4, 2020 
Cover Designer: Cassy Roop With Pink Ink Designs 

Have you ever wondered if things could be different?
What would your life be like if you chose a different path?
Would everything still be your fault?
Would he still hate you?
Would it be better or worse?
Would he love you then?
My name is Brooke Ellis. I’ve spent the last five years asking myself these questions as I try to survive my marriage.
Some things don’t change, and some people don’t want to. Sometimes the only answer is to disappear.

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Heather DAgostino is an avid reader turned Bestselling Author of the Contemporary Romance Series The Broken Series, The Shattered Series, The Second Chances Series, The Cook Brothers Series, and Romantic Suspense series The Witness Series.
She attended the University of North Carolina at Charlotte where she received a Bachelors of Arts in Elementary Education with a minor in Mathematics.
She currently lives in Central New York with her husband, two children, two dogs, and three cats. When shes not writing she can usually be found at the dance studio, soccer field, or one of the many other places that she plays Supermom.

Masqueraded: Act One by Alexis Dees Pre Release Tour and Giveaway!

Masqueraded: Act One 
by Alexis Dees 
Genre: Dark Fantasy, Urban Thriller 
The ebook version of this book is currently available for pre-order at a discounted price until the official release on September 18th. 

Being haunted by a sinister circus wasn't unusual for the spunky Estela Nannette Sinclair. Neither was the abuse she faced from her adoptive parents. But one was just a dream and the other would resolve in two weeks upon her eighteenth birthday... or so she mistakenly presumed. Her life was a complex façade of lies that hid how deeply she's entangled with three powerhouses of dark magic. Had she been that ignorant of the masquerade before her? An ignorance that wasn't bliss. And an ignorance that meant her corpse would likely decorate an amusement attraction in a mere two weeks' time. 

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Alexis Dees is a lifelong creative writer and storyteller of all tales enchanting and unsettling. She focuses on stories that maintain a balance of whimsical fantasy, morbid darkness, and offbeat eccentricities... which sometimes ties into the matter of amusement attractions, an industry she's been involved with professionally for nearly ten years as an entertainer. As all sensible intellects do, instead of pursuing a traditional 9 to 5, she's ran away with the circus more than once; and when she's not tied up in aerial silks or reading the Brothers Grimm for the millionth time, she's likely traipsing about an abandoned amusement park. 

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