Saturday, April 26, 2014

Audio Book Blitz ~ Persephone by Kaitlin Bevis


Persephone
Daughters of Zeus Book #1
By- Kaitlin Bevis
Genre-YA Paranormal

There are worse things than death, worse people too.

The "talk" was bad enough, but how many teens get told that they're a goddess? When her mom tells her, Persephone is sure her mother has lost her mind. It isn't until Boreas, the god of winter, tries to abduct her that she realizes her mother was telling the truth. Hades rescues her, and in order to safely bring Persephone to the Underworld he marks her as his bride. But Boreas will stop at nothing to get Persephone. Despite her growing feelings for Hades, Persephone wants to return to the living realm. Persephone must find a way to defeat Boreas and reclaim her life.

 

Daughter of the Earth and Sky
Daughters of Zeus Book # 2
By-Kaitlin Bevis
Genre-YA Paranormal

Some vows can never be broken.

Persephone thought she could go back to her normal life after returning from the Underworld. She was wrong.

The goddess Aphrodite is born among the waves with more charm than she can control. Zeus is stalking Persephone and her loved ones, and Thanatos is no longer content with Persephone's silence.

He wants her soul.

Persephone can't tell anyone about Thanatos' betrayal, and it drives a wedge between her and Hades. Her mother is still keeping secrets, and Melissa's jealousy of Aphrodite threatens to tear their friendship apart.

Alone, Persephone turns to a human boy for comfort. But will their relationship put him in danger?

Sacrifices must be made, and Persephone must choose between her human life and her responsibilities as a goddess. If she doesn't, she could lose them both.

But will either life be worth choosing once Zeus is through with her?

 

The Iron Queen
The Daughters of Zeus Book # 3
By- Kaitlin Bevis
Genre- YA Paranormal

Life is hell for Persephone. Zeus will stop at nothing to gain access to the living realm and the Underworld, and as the only living god with a right to both, Persephone’s in trouble. Captured and tortured beyond the limits of her resolve, Persephone must find the power to stand against Zeus. But will she be strong enough?

Meanwhile, Hades contemplates desperate measures to rescue his queen. Persephone never thought of herself as dangerous, but there’s a reason gods never marry for love. A being with the power to destroy all of creation shouldn’t place more value in one individual than the rest of the planet. But Hades...Hades would break the world for her.

To save the world and stop both Hades and Zeus, Persephone must make a difficult choice. One that may cost her everything.

 

About the Author-
Kaitlin Bevis spent her childhood curled up with a book, and a pen. If the ending didn't agree with her, she rewrote it. She's always wanted to be a writer, and spent high school and college learning everything she could so that one day she could achieve that goal. She graduated college with my BFA in English with a concentration in Creative Writing, and is pursuing her masters at the University of Georgia.


Her young adult series "Daughters of Zeus" is available wherever ebooks are sold. She also writes for truuconfessions.com and Athens Parent Magazine.

          

Blog Blitz ~ Somewhere Between Black and White by Shelly Hickman


Somewhere Between Black and White
By- Shelly Hickman
Genre- Contemporary Romance

When approaching life’s problems, Sophie sees in black and white. That is, when they’re someone else’s problems. So when it comes to her sister, Sophie is sure she has all the answers, and offers them without hesitation. If only her sister would listen.

Then, through a series of chance encounters, she meets Sam, who is witty, kind, and downright unflappable. Sophie has the overwhelming sense that she’s known him before, and as a relationship builds between them, odd visions invade her mind. Though she tries to dismiss them, their persistence will not allow it.

As someone who is quick to judge others, she is intrigued by Sam’s ability to accept people as they are. She begins to see him as a role model, but try as she may, his accepting nature is difficult to emulate.

Will Sophie ever be able to put her hasty judgments aside and realize not every problem has a simple solution?


 
Available for ONLY 99 CENTS!!

About the Author-
Living in Las Vegas since she was two, Shelly has witnessed many changes in the city over the years. She graduated from UNLV with a Bachelor of Art in 1990, and in her early twenties worked as an illustrator for a contractor for the Nevada Test Site. In the mid-90s, she returned to school to earn her Masters degree in Elementary Education. She now teaches computer literacy and media technology at a middle school in Las Vegas. She loves to write about people, examining their flaws, their humor, spirituality, and personal growth. She lives with her husband, two children, and their dog, Frankie.

  

Blog Tour ~ Interview with The Corpse With The Emerald Thumb by Cathy Ace


Ace blends Golden Age-style writing with contemporary characters, settings, and plots; the resulting novels feel like a modern version of an Agatha Christie mystery.

This fast-paced read will keep you on the edge of your seat with each turn of the page.


3rd in Series
Cozy Mystery
Publisher: TouchWood Editions (April 15, 2014)
Paperback: 240 pages
ISBN-13: 978-1771510639

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Synopsis

Criminologist and foodie Cait Morgan was looking forward to her dream vacation in Mexico with her boyfriend Bud Anderson. She wasn’t anticipating a fresh corpse on the floor of a local florist’s shop, and she definitely wasn’t expecting Bud to become the prime suspect.

With Bud’s freedom, and maybe even his life, at stake, Cait has to fight the clock to work out which member of the small community living in the seemingly idyllic municipality of Punta de las Rocas might have killed the locally respected florist, and why. Needing to investigate under the watchful gaze of the local police, Cait has to keep her relationship with Bud a secret, and she soon discovers she’s not the only one with something to hide. Peeling back layers of deceit to reveal even more puzzles, Cait struggles with a creeping sense of unreality, desperate to save Bud . . . and, ultimately, herself.

In the third book in the beloved Cait Morgan Mysteries, The Corpse with the Emerald Thumb, travel to the idyllic Mexican countryside as Cait Morgan works against the clock to clear her wrongly accused partner of murder.

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About This Author

Welsh Canadian mystery author Cathy Ace is the creator of the Cait Morgan Mysteries, which include The Corpse with the Silver Tongue, The Corpse with the Golden Nose, and The Corpse with the Emerald Thumb. Born, raised, and educated in Wales, Cathy enjoyed a successful career in marketing and training across Europe, before immigrating to Vancouver, Canada, where she taught on MBA and undergraduate marketing programs at various universities. Her eclectic tastes in art, music, food, and drink have been developed during her decades of extensive travel, which she continues whenever possible. Now a full-time author, Cathy’s short stories have appeared in multiple anthologies, as well as on BBC Radio 4. She and her husband are keen gardeners, who enjoy being helped out around their acreage by their green-pawed Labradors.

Interview

How much of a story did you have in mind before you started writing?
I am one of those writers who needs to know where they are going before they begin. I make a detailed outline, voluminous notes about characters and locations, the book is thoroughly plotted and all my research is done ahead of my writing time. For THE CORPSE WITH THE EMERALD THUMB, as in the case of all my writing, the plot was fully formed before I began to write.

Can you tell us what genre you write?
I write traditional, closed-circle mysteries.  Some might call them “cozies”, though I know that term can mean different things to different people. I don’t use foul language, there is no sex in the books, or even gore or gratuitous violence, but there’s a winding plot, a closed circle of suspects, and, I hope, a good sense of place – though, unlike many cozies, the place changes from book to book, the common element being that, wherever they are located, the books inhabit a world where there are close links between all the players. My Welsh Canadian sleuthing protagonist is a very bright, judgmental, bossy, yet somewhat insecure, professor of criminal psychology at the University of Vancouver.  She’s also a bit of a foodie, though she has gourmet tastes on fish and chips money! There’s usually a light element wound into my tales, though, of course, murder is never entirely a laughing matter.  Margaret Cannon in The Globe and Mail said of my work that it has “touches of Christie or Marsh, but with a bouquet of Kinsey Millhone”. I can only say that I hope readers agree, because I take her comment that as a great compliment.

How (or when) do you decide that you are finished writing a story?
With the first Cait Morgan Mystery I found the need to “add a bit on” to allow for the opening of a door to a series. That approach has pros and cons, but now, with this being the third book in the series, I feel more able to conclude the mystery surrounding the death of the person in the title, then finish up pretty swiftly, with just enough attention to the ongoing arc of the life-stories of my main characters to allow readers to feel excited to know “what happens next” to them….I hope!

What are you working on right now?
As I mentioned, this is Cait Morgan’s third mystery. Her fourth, THE CORPSE WITH THE PLATINUM HAIR, will be published on September 9th 2014 – yes, this year! I have some final copy edits to wrap up for that book, and I have also just finished writing Cait’s fifth mystery, which is due to come out in the spring of 2015, so edits for that will kick off very soon.

At what age did you discover your love of writing?
To be perfectly honest I cannot remember a time when I didn’t love to write, but I suspect that many of us feel that way at school. As an adult I have been lucky enough to write a great deal as an integral part of my professional life as a marketing communications specialist and trainer. Sometimes, writing to a deadline makes it less fun, other times it’s the spur one needs to get going, so I even love deadlines!

What was the first story that you wrote?
“Dear George” was my entry into a short story competition in 1989. It was a competition called “Murder and be Published” run by Company magazine in the UK, the prize being to be published in an anthology with established authors. I was fortunate enough to be judged a winner, and was then blown away when the story was further anthologized into a book that was a set text for the UK’s 16-year-old national examinations in English Language. In 2007 the story was recorded for BBC Radio 4’s series “Murder She Thought” showcasing female crime writers.

When were you first published? How were you discovered?
My short story “Dear George” was first published in 1988, but then I was caught up for almost 20 years running my business. As a part of my marketing career I had nine marketing textbooks published, but I didn’t “get back to crime” until “Dear George” was produced for radio. That was the spur I needed. I self-published a volume of twelve short stories, MURDER: MONTH BY MONTH, in 2007, then a volume of four novellas, MURDER: SEASON BY SEASON, in 2008, and I was fortunate enough to get some pretty good sales. In 2010 I packed up one copy of each book and mailed them, with a ransom note I made up with letters cut out from a newspaper begging the publisher to “release my characters”. I know that many authors say they could paper the walls of their homes with rejection letters, but I only ever got one - from a publishing company which I really shouldn’t have approached in any case. My second package worked, and TouchWood Editions invited me to submit a manuscript for a novel featuring Cait Morgan, who appeared in three of the short stories and one novella that I’d sent them! I was very lucky to be offering the right sort of book to the right publisher, at the right time. My first novel, THE CORPSE WITH THE SILVER TONGUE, was published in 2012, my second, THE CORPSE WITH THE GOLDEN NOSE, in 2013.

What is the most difficult part of the whole writing process?
I see the whole process as, essentially, this: thinking, researching, planning, plotting, making detailed notes, writing, content editing, copy editing, promoting, meeting readers. Each part is a joy. Each part presents challenges. If I had to choose a least-favorite part it would be final line-by-line copy editing, but, to be honest, I totally love the whole thing! I am so very lucky to be doing this rather than anything else.

What writer influences you the most?
This is very difficult to answer. I read a great deal, and I’m pretty sure that everyone I read has some influence on my own writing. That said, I very much admire Agatha Christie’s work, not just because it was ground-breaking and genre-making, but because it is enjoyable. I hope I write books that people enjoy reading, because I see them as an entertainment. If I had to give a short-list it would be: Agatha Christie, Ngaio Marsh, Sue Grafton.

Where can people learn more about you?
My website is www.cathyace.com and I try to keep it up to date with information about where folks can meet me face to face, or what I’m writing and doing. Of course my website has links to all my books, and I make sure that there’s access to some questions and talking points about each book for book clubs.

Is there anything else you’d like to tell us about yourself?
I’ve stopped buying lottery tickets because I believe I’ve already won…if this isn’t my dream life, then I don’t know what is.

Author Links 
Twitter  = @AceCathy
Facebook = Cathy Ace
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Amazon: Cathy Ace

Friday, April 25, 2014

Reviews Blast {Spotlight} Intoxicating Passion Box Set by Felicia Tatum

                        

Intoxicating Passion Box Set
By- Felicia Tatum
Publication Date- April 25th, 2014
Genre- New Adult Contemporary Romance

Journey with Korah and Dane in the Intoxicating Passion box set, as they battle their individual demons on the way to finding a way to care for one another.
Korah Daniels is a nineteen-year-old college student dealing with the aftermath of leaving an abusive relationship. After letting down her guard, she meets a sexy guy at a Halloween party, but quickly realizes her past isn’t as far gone as she hoped. Will she be able to run from her abuser? Will she continue to hold her heart dearly or will the mysterious Zorro find a way through?
Dane Davidson is the ultimate playboy, never sticking around for more than one night. When he encounters Angel Eyes, he discovers his heart isn’t as locked up as he imagined. The more he learns of her, the greater he desires her, and wants to protect her. Will Dane be able to let go of his past so he can have a future? Will Korah be the one who makes him want to change?  

The five Intoxicating Passion novelettes take you along with Dane and Korah, as they face the answers to life’s biggest questions.

    


                  


About the Author-
Felicia Tatum was born and raised in Tennessee. She always loved reading, and at the age of twelve began writing. Her passion for creating stories grew and in May 2012, she finally wrote her first novel, The White Aura.


She still lives in Tennessee with her daughter and her kitty. She loves cooking and books. Animals are some of her best friends. She watches a lot of Disney channel and often dreams up new book ideas. She's currently working on various other projects.


   

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Release Day Blitz {Giveaway} Convincing Constance by Tabatha Vargo

 



Excerpt...

Turned out Gary Steele from Music Line did have a job for me. I almost lost my shit when he said Blow Hole was looking for a replacement guitarist to finish their tour with them. Fucking Blow Hole! As in some of my favorite music to play.

I knew the chords to their songs better than any other band. I liked their sound and I’d always been able to pick up their pace right away. I could hardly believe my luck. So when he told me they wanted me to come to their condo in Los Angeles to audition, I was all over that shit.
I called Shay to bring me some gas money, told her why I needed it, listened to her scream on the other line, and then I drove entirely too fast to the address Gary gave me. I pulled up around the corner and changed my clothes in the backseat of my car before going inside the massive building the boys lived in.
When I finally made it to the top floor, I stood in front of the door and convinced myself that ringing the doorbell was the best thing I could do no matter how badly my nerves were jumping around. I’d never auditioned before since I’d never played for any other reason than I loved it, and I couldn’t lie. I was scared.
When I finally worked up the nerve, I reached out and rang the doorbell. I stood there waiting for someone to answer the door, but no one came. I rang the bell once more, and the door opened quickly.
“Can I help you?” It was Finn, the lead singer.
Everyone who loved music knew who Finn was. His voice was soulful. When he sang, he put so much emotion behind it you could almost believe he was living his lyrics. He was raspy and deep, and I’d be lying if I said he wasn’t attractive.
He was taller in person, and honestly, I expected more muscles, but that didn’t take away from his eyes or those lips that girls seemed to get wet over. He leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed. A black shirt with cut-off sleeves covered his chest yet revealed his tatted arms, and a pair of drawstring sweats hung from his hips with loose ties that brought my eyes to his crotch.
Quickly, I looked back up at him and my cheeks turned red when his expression told me he’d caught me looking. Turning away, I adjusted my guitar case and shook the thoughts from my head. I wasn’t one to get star struck… ever, but Finn was the real deal.
Looking back up at him, the question in his eyes told me I needed to speak or he was going to close the door in my face.
“I’m here for the audition.” My voice cracked and I wanted to slap myself.
I needed to snap out of it.
I adjusted the guitar strap on my shoulder to show him I wasn’t messing around.
“You’re kidding, right?” His right brow popped up in challenge.
I didn’t have time for the whole females can’t play bullshit I knew was coming. So I went in for the kill.
“Do I look like I’m kidding? Is the word jokester tattooed across my forehead? Yes, I’m a chick. I have tits and a clit, but I have bigger balls than any man you know, and I can play the fuck out of a guitar. Now are you going to keep wasting my time, or are you going to invite me in to play?”
His mouth popped open in a wide, shocked smile. Then he chuckled to himself and stepped aside.
“Then by all means, come in.”
The space was sleek and clean considering it was the home of a bunch of rockers. Abstract red-and-black paintings of different instruments covered white walls, and the place smelled like pot and beer.
The place was huge. I followed behind Finn through three sets of doors until we were in a sitting room, and then I set my guitar case on the counter that split the living room from the kitchen.
 A white, leather sectional filled the room. Eyes stared back at me as I entered behind Finn and instantly I recognized the drummer, Chet, and the bass player, Tiny. Finn left the room, leaving me in a silent uncomfortable moment.
Taking a seat on the edge of the couch, I kept my bitch face on. Chet grinned at me from across the room and nodded at me as he licked his lips. His tongue piercing clicked against his teeth. He was the colorful one of the group. Tattoos and piercings everywhere. I did, however, seriously dig his fauxhawk.
I’d been looking at him too long, and he was enjoying the attention. He was definitely the playboy of the group. I’d heard the rumors about him and how he stuck his cock in anything wet. I rolled my eyes and turned my head, and then my eyes connected with the bass player’s.
Tiny’s name was a joke considering there was nothing small about the man. He was huge. His thick tattooed arms were crossed. A look of absolutely no tolerance was plastered on his face. Quiet and mysterious was his game. Every band had one, and I usually dealt best with them, but something about the way he looked at me made me feel nervous.
His dark-brown hair was buzzed short and faded into a set a sideburns that melted into his light mustache and goatee. My eyes shifted to his lips and again, I wanted to slap myself. It was unlike me to even notice the things I’d noticed since I stepped into the den of sin, also known as the home of Blow Hole, and I wasn’t about to let the disgusting pheromones that lingered in the air get to me.
Tiny’s dark, angry eyes dug into mine and I suddenly felt exposed. I sat up and ran my fingers through my hair to make sure I had no strays poking out, and then I turned away from him. Even without looking at him, I could feel his gaze in the side of my face. I didn’t like it.
Just when I was close to telling him off, Finn came back into the room and crashed onto the couch. Behind him, Zeke, the lead guitarist, came limping in. A cast covered his picking hand and instantly I felt for him. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to not be able to play. He looked at me in confusion as he sat down.
As far as I was concerned, Zeke was one of the best guitarists I’d ever heard. His technique was unusual, but the sounds that came from his strings were amazing. I’d practiced his sound since the first time I’d heard them play on the radio. I’d once see them from afar in concert at a bar in Los Angeles, but the boys were playing bigger venues these days.
“So where’s the replacement guitarist? Zeke asked in aggravation.
The room filled with laughter like I was a joke, and it pissed me off. I stood and crossed my arms to show them I wasn’t dicking around.
“That would be me,” I said sternly.
Zeke looked me up and down without a drop of sexual awareness in his gaze, and I appreciated the fact that he was simply sizing me up, not checking me out. It probably had something to do with the petite blond that had followed him into the room.
“Is that so?” he asked.
He was acting cocky, and honestly, he had every right to be.
“Yep. Want me to play or what?” I asked.
Everything depended on this job and while I knew some would call me stupid for being such a bitch, I knew the boys would appreciate it. I’d been a part of their world before. I knew all about the girls that chased rockers around with their legs open. I was sure it was refreshing to have a woman in their presence who didn’t drool all over them. I’d definitely checked them out, but I wasn’t the drooling type. Not to mention, I knew band boys weren’t for me—at all.
Zeke looked around the room at the rest of the guys. “Is this some kind of joke?” he asked.
Again, the boys burst out in laughter, which did nothing but make me madder.
“It’s not a fucking joke. Quit being a chauvinistic asshole. Either you want me to fucking play or not. Say something and quit wasting my goddamn time,” I snapped.
His stern expression cracked into an appreciative smile. “Then play,” he said with a careless shrug.
Stepping over to my guitar case, I flipped it open and pulled out my baby. It was a candy apple-red Les Paul from my dad. I barely played it, but I thought of this audition as a special occasion. The boys of Blow Hole didn’t need to see my normal guitar.
I strapped it on, took a deep breath, and began to play. My fingers dug into the strings and I closed my eyes and let go of everything. Rips and grinds filled the condo, bouncing off the walls and shaking the windows. I mimicked Zeke’s playing perfectly. I even ripped through his unique chords that other guitarist seemed to have a hard time with.
I played an entire song and no one stopped me. When I was done, I unhooked my strap and set my guitar back in its case. The room around me was silent, and when I looked up, looks of shock stared back at me.
The only girl in the room, the tiny blonde with ice-blue eyes, began to clap.
“That was amazing!” she said with a smile.
I nodded at her compliment and turned my attention back to Zeke. He stared at me with angry eyes. That was his thing. I don’t think I’d ever seen a real smile from him ever.
“What did you say your name was again?” he asked.
“I didn’t. No one bothered to ask. My name’s Constance,” I responded.
He looked around the room and then back at me. The side of his mouth lifted in an almost grin. “Well, Constance, welcome to Blow Hole.”

 

Blow Hole Lyrics

“The Addict”

The addiction you bring
It’s more than I can stand
Feeling your soulful depth
Why can’t you understand?
Bound by sick desires
Reaching for your sin
Body breathing fire
And I can’t let you in

Chorus:

Drugs don’t fail me now
For she’s forever gone
Despising all her strength
Against all that I’ve done wrong
Numb my aching heart
I’ll never be brand new
Finding who I am
In the high that comes from you

I’m addicted to your smile
Withdrawals and frowns are me
Knocked down and I am vile
While you’re forever free
Needing you right here
Jonesing for a dose
Panic turns to fear
Longing for your ghost

Chorus:

Drugs don’t fail me now
For she’s forever gone
Despising her strength
Against all that I’ve done wrong
Numb my aching heart
I’ll never be brand new
Finding who I am
In the high that comes from you
 

Goodreads: Convincing Constance (Blow Hole Boys, #3)


About the Author

Hey Y'all! Tabatha here! I'm a sweet tea sippin', front porch sittin' kind of girl. I love writing, reading, windchimes, and romance. :) I'm the mother of a seven-year-old rockstar and the wife of my very own Prince Charming. Life is good!
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