Happy release day @cameorenae ! #howdoIgetyoualone is live!


– SYNOPSIS –Lyssa Taylor totally thinks she has her future planned out. Being eighteen with strict parents, a relationship is the last thing on her mind. 

 But when she and her best friends arrive at the cabin, for their last summer vacation, the handsome Tyler Preston—her secret childhood crush, and best friend’s (off-limits) older brother—is also there. 

Now, what was expected to be a simple, fun vacation, turns out to be one spark-igniting, complicated mess.

***HOW DO I GET YOU ALONE is part of the Love in the 80’s Remix series. It is also a Standalone Novella which can be read on it’s own.***



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This is a fun, light hearted read that will remind you of the days of high school crushes, and how odd it is transitioning from high school to college.  Though at first it seems like everything is too perfect and no conflict will arise, the tale quickly became more complicated, messy, and beautiful like real life tends to do.  I appreciated the author’s sensitivity to subjects which were broached in the book, and think that others who might usually be triggered by these situations will also appreciate that she isn’t completely graphic and explicit but uses insinuation more than anything.  As mentioned this is definitely a new adult novel, meaning it’s not for kids, so I’d skip this one if you aren’t 18 or older.

Intertwined blog tour with #teasers #review and #giveaway

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by Jenn Marie
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
Release Date: July 3rd 2016
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Summary from Goodreads:
Quiet seventeen-year-old Elizabeth Parker is looking forward to another mellow summer with her goofy relatives: sun tanning at the beach and staying out of trouble. Which is why the thought of her younger cousin participating in what is, clearly, a setup disguised as an initiation, worries her to the point of intervention.
One that backfires … big time …
Mistaken for her cousin, Elizabeth finds herself transported to an abandoned plantation, a place deeply haunted with unresolved mystery and where horror reigns every summer between July 20 and August 13.
It is there, locked in the pitch dark, where she finds herself paired with the strange and mysterious Adam Hunt—an unexpected trespasser with his own agenda. Together, they find a list of instructions—follow the clues to various possessions in the house, store them in the backpack provided, and find the key that will grant escape.
Having snuck in to document the haunting, Adam offers to help her find the key so long as she helps him record paranormal activity along the way. But as they make their way through the house, they soon discover unexplained anomalies …
For the first time in the plantation’s recorded history, the haunting deviates from its known cycle of events, thrusting Elizabeth and Adam in a series of perilous circumstances that ensue long after the night is over.
As the last day of the haunting draws nearer, and as forces beyond their control ignite their growing attraction, Elizabeth and Adam must work together to uncover the plantations mysterious past before its too late.
Or die trying.
Warning: Occasional coarse language. Intended for Mature Young Adult audience.
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Mama Says:
This wasn’t at all what I expected.  Honestly the cover is rather misleading, as this is really more of a gothic mystery than a ya fantasy romance, but I do understand the imagery better having read the entire tale.  Although at times I was completely perplexed, it was quite intentional on the author’s part and served as another way to immerse the reader in the warping of surroundings much like what you’d experience actually being in a haunted house.  I nearly had my own anxiety attack this sucker was so intense at times- truly what you’d call a nail-biting experience.  I definitely recommend this for older readers, say 17 and up as there is a bit of language that some might find unsavory for the younger folk.  Doesn’t bother me none, but of course I’m not everyone so there ya go.  I would absolutely read more from this author- her style is very unique and engrossing.

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About the Author
Jenn Marie currently lives in sunny California with her wonderful husband and their runt kitty, Chloe. When she’s not writing Young Adult Fiction, she can be found reading, plotting or spending time with her crazy, lovable family. Current obsessions include the movie, Frozen, the New Girl series, Arcade Fire’s latest album, and avocados. Seriously, she can’t get enough of it! Writing, for her, is a passion that refuses to be under prioritized. No matter what’s going on in her life, whether good or bad, writing is always there to lift her spirits.
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Authors: Danielle Annett, Dina Given, E.J. Whitmer, Siana Wineland, Tom Shutt, Amy Stearman, M.S. Dobing, A.L. Kessler, Frances Pauli, Rebecca N Caudill.

Genre: Urban Fantasy and Paranormal

Release Date: June 30, 2016


Ten heroes and heroines are up against unknown forces of darkness—good thing they all have supernatural skills and abilities—it’s just too bad that not all of them are sure what to do with them yet. Powerful allies are hard to come by and lines are blurred when it becomes difficult to tell friend from foe. Delve in to ten unique worlds full of vampires, witches, mages, dream-stalkers, fallen deities, monsters and even super heroes! Supernatural skills may be enough to save them… but only if they can figure out how to wield them in time.

All stories are first in a series!

1. Cursed by Fire by Danielle Annett: Vampires and shifters vie for control of Spokane, Washington, and Aria Naveed is right in the middle of the fire.

2. Message Bearer by M.S. Dobing: Seb is a fledging mage, able to manipulate reality, and he alone carries the message that could change the course of the conflict forever

3. Unhidden by Dina Given: It’s not always easy to differentiate between the good guys and the bad guys, especially when your heroine is a trained killer and she may be falling in love with her evil hunter…

4. No More Black Magic by A.L. Kessler: Explosions, bodies and black magic are just part of a typical day at this agency.

5. Power Surge by E.J. Whitmer: From ordinary to extraordinary in just one week. It’s a good thing she looks great in spandex.

6. Brooding City by Tom Shutt: A police detective is confronted with his own past crimes as a dream-stalker even as he takes on a greater evil.

7. Altered by Amy Stearman: A pretty law student’s life is changed forever by a mysterious stranger when desire, possession, and treachery lead Sadie down a crooked path to redemption

8. Emergence by Siana Wineland: Valkyries invade the Pacific NW, in a contagion. What’s a girl to do when she finds she’s been infected and sprouting wings happens to be a side affect.

9. A Time Apart by Rebecca N. Caudill: A vampire and a woman who couldn’t be more different, realize that destiny has brought them full circle.

10. Familiar by Frances Pauli: A beautiful small-town witch teams up with a sexy cop to take on a demon.

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Danielle Annett is a reader, writer, photographer, and the blogger behind Coffee and Characters. You can learn more about Danielle on her website at www.Danielle-Annett.com or follow her on facebook at https://www.facebook.com/AuthorDanielleAnnett and on twitter @Danielle_Annett

M.S. Dobing lives in Preston, UK with his wife and twin daughters. His first novel, Message Bearer, is the first in his urban fantasy series, The Auran Chronicles, the sequel to which is due out in the first half of 2016. Follow him at https://www.facebook.com/AuranChronicles?hc_location=ufi

Dina Given has been an avid fan of fantasy in all of its permutations since childhood. She is convinced that magic lives on in this world, and she is doing her part to bring a piece of it to readers. Learn more at www.dinagiven.com and follow her at https://www.facebook.com/DinaGivenAuthor/

A.L. Kessler is a paranormal romance author residing in beautiful Colorado Springs, Co. Since she was a teenager she has loved spinning tales. She can easily be won over with gifts of coffee or chocolate. You can learn more at http://www.amylkessler.com and follow her at www.facebook.com/alkesslerauthor

Tom Shutt writes paranormal suspense with generous helpings of humor and a sprig of mystery thrown in for good measure. Sometimes he dabbles in fantasy, but in all cases, he strives to push the boundaries of modern fiction in search of good answers to hard questions. Follow him @TomShutt and learn more at www.tomshutt.com

E.J. Whitmer is the author of the Anna Jennings Super Novels, an avid reader, amateur karaoke rockstar and professional awkward turtle. Follow her on facebook at https://www.facebook.com/ejwhitmerauthor/

Amy Stearman is an avid reader and writer of stories, hailing from the Midwest. She lives in the liberal mecca of Kansas with her husband, young son, and ornery Sheltie. Find her at http://www.amystearman.com/ or follow her on facebook at https://www.facebook.com/AuthorAmyStearman/

Siana Wineland lives in the beautiful, but soggy, Olympic Peninsula of Washington state. She spends much of her time shepherding her young children, or the goats and sheep she raises. Sometimes it’s hard to tell them apart on the farm, unless you hold out a vegetable. For updates on her writing please visit her website at www.sianawineland.com

Rebecca N. Caudill writes contemporary & paranormal romance featuring smart, kickass females & the men who adore them. Learn more about her and her books at http://www.rebeccancaudill.com or follow her on twitter @rebecca_caudill

Frances Pauli writes speculative fiction, usually with touches of humor or romance, which means, of course, that she has trouble choosing sides. She’s always been a fan of things outside the box, odd, weird or unusual, and that trend follows through to her tales, which feature aliens, fairies, and even, on occasion, an assortment of humans. More information on her work and upcoming releases can be found on her website: http://francespauli.com





by Fire by Danielle Annett

All I saw was blood. Blood soaked

my hands and coated the walls. It stained the concrete flooring of the

abandoned warehouse and dripped from fixtures that hung from the ceiling,

trickling like a slow rain. My vision blurred as anguish filled me. How could

this have happened? How could I have been too late?

I stared down at the lifeless body

of a child. A boy. Kneeling in a pool of congealing blood, I ran my fingers

through his chestnut hair, ignoring the now-cool moisture seeping into the

denim of my pants. His face was unrecognizable. Gone was the child with the

dimpled cheek and brilliant blue eyes. Left behind was a mass of flesh and bonea

ruined body drained of its life force at such a young age.

Reality snapped like an elastic

band, bringing me back to the present as I sat at my desk in Sanborn Place.

Ripped from the haunted memories of finding Daniel’s body.

The world was a cruel place. It

was a fact of life and even though I knew it was true, I still had a hard time

coming to terms with the atrocities people committed. The cruelties that for

some god-forsaken reason, people thought were okay. Staring down at the

wallet-sized photo now crumpled in my hands, I was greeted by a crown of

chestnut hair, bright blue eyes, a heart-shaped face, and a brilliant smile; a

single dimple on his left cheek. The face of an innocent seven-year-old boy,

cut down like he was little more than a calf brought to slaughter. I found

myself struggling to link the image of this smiling boy to that of the ruined

body I’d found less than forty-eight hours ago.


by Dina Given

Cold marble pressed

against my face, numbing my cheek. My stomach roiled from the spinning of the

room, threatening to release my dinner. I took a deep, ragged breath and tried

to keep the dizziness under control. A voice in my head screamed at me to get

up and defend myself, but my body wouldn’t obey. With a herculean effort, I

pulled my legs under me in an effort to rise.

I felt the vibration

in the floor before I heard the heavy thud of footsteps. The bastard was back

for more. It must be my lucky day. A

vice clamped around my ankles, and I slid along the smooth stone floors of the

mansion. Crystal chandeliers and Renaissance paintings streaked across my

vision as I was pulled through an open doorway.

I twisted and

flailed, scrabbling to clutch the doorframe to stop my relentless slide into

the darkened room. I tried to make it a rule to never be forced into a room

when I didn’t know what lay within.

I managed a weak

handhold on the doorframe, but with a sharp tug, my captor caused me to easily

lose my grip. He—because only a man could own hands that large and

strong—“accidentally” slammed me into a coffee table before coming to a stop

without releasing me.

The concussive

grenade that was triggered when I had been finishing my sweep of the last room

in the mansion had left my temples throbbing, preventing me from lifting my

head to get a good look at my captor. I needed to pull myself together if I was

going to fight my way out of here.

Swallowing hard, I

took a silent inventory of my injuries: a few bruises, no broken bones, no

bleeding. Sweet. This was going to be easier than I’d thought.


Surge by E.J. Whitmer:

Blake sighed and pushed his empty plate away from him. “You called

me last night at about 1: 30am. The only words I could make out were ‘jaeger’

‘nipples’ and ‘spandex’. I hopped in my car and headed over here to find you

standing in your kitchen wearing only your underwear and trying to stuff your

entire face in a pint of ice cream. Apparently you were out of spoons.”

That explained why I had sticky eyebrows.

I held my head in my hands and groaned as he continued. “I told

you to get some pajamas on. You wanted my shirt. You took it. Thankfully you

turned around while you were putting it on. I made you drink a glass of water

and tucked you into bed. I wasn’t sure how much you’d had to drink, so I

checked in on you every couple of hours. I provided you with early morning eye

candy. I made you delicious cheesy eggs. I think that’s about it.”

I opened one eye to look at him. “Did you see my boobs?”

His face split into a panty melting grin. “No. I was a gentleman.

I only gawked at your ass.”


by Siana Wineland:


barefoot in the darkness, Jessica hid and watched the recovery team flip lights

on in her house. Panic tried to set icy claws in her gut, but she pushed it

away ruthlessly. The arrival of the recovery team confirmed her worst fear: she

must have started the change.

She’d done her best to deny this possibility. But reality now

walked through her home, leaving her in the cold and dark.

She took a deep breath. Fear of what was to come had to take a


A large, lean man with shoulder-length blond hair entered her

bedroom. He moved with the grace of a predator, her eyes widened when he

turned, allowing her to see the suede of his wings fall gracefully down his

back like a dark cloak.

They’ve sent a Hunter! Her mind froze in panic. Why is there a

Hunter here? Recovery teams only have unchanged people in them.

The Valkyrie stopped and sniffed the air, scenting her, before

walking over to the window and examining it. He spread his wings, the large fan

covering the glass to block the light from behind him. Fascinated, she stared,

transfixed at the way the light shone through the membrane of his wings.

She felt her mind slowing again. Fruitlessly, she fought the

lethargy that was her body’s natural response to the changes taking place

within it.

It wasn’t long before the Hunter’s eyes found hers, their intensity

boring into her, and he smiled a slow feral smile.


Time Apart by Rebecca Norinne Caudill:

As Olivia moved out of William’s

arms, he didn’t fight her but his hands lingered as she slid away, as if he was

trying to hold onto something significant, and for the first time, Olivia could

see quite clearly he was no ordinary man.

“What are you?” she asked, her

voice barely audible above the logs crackling in the fire.

“You know me then,” was his

anguished response.

How could she respond? Prior

to the extensive research she’d conducted the night before, she would have

sworn she had never seen him a day in her life. But that wasn’t entirely

true, for she knew now that she had seen him while she dreamed. She

had seen him lying beside her, touching the most private parts of her

body. And just last night she’d fantasized about making mad, passionate

love to him outside, under the stars. And now she realized it had all happened

before, perhaps hundreds of times. She knew this man intimately … but not the

nightmare version of him, the man who had killed her.

But more importantly, she

realized, Olivia didn’t know herself – that woman from a time long forgotten.

“Who … what … am I then?” Fear and trepidation laced her voice.

“Unfortunately, I don’t know much

about who you are today.” His voice broke with emotion. “I only know who you were and when you were. In the year 1658, you were Ceara, my fierce

beauty. You were my wife and I loved you more than you can know.”

William paused, waiting for her to

interrupt with more questions, but when she remained mute, he continued

speaking. “If asked when I was still the man you remember, I would have said

I’d give anything – my life, even – for you. Instead, I took it.”

As his memories drifted back

hundreds of years, his face became a mask of loathing. He remembered, in

starkly vivid detail, the exact moment he had chased his beloved Ceara down,

broke her neck, and then sucked her body dry.

While Olivia watched him struggle

through his recollections, she wondered how he could have turned on her. What

had she done to deserve that fate? And who – what – was he that he could force these terrible memories to the


“If I was … am … Ceara, who are

you?” she asked, not quite sure she was ready to hear his answer.

“My name is William Macauley and,

as you might have guessed, I’m a vampire.”


by Frances Pauli:


stared at the graffiti and centered, took a deep breath and imagined her roots

reaching down, down into the earth. Her head spun a little. She reached for the

door with her free hand and pressed her palm against fresh red paint.

Running through dark woods. A

round moon overhead that set fear in her steps instead of awe. Why was she

running again? Midnight, dogs barking behind her and the man. Her heart seized

and she tripped over her own feet, sprawled forward toward hard roots and cold

dirt. The man chasing her wanted blood tonight.




blinked and saw blood, red dribbles against white.


Wallace, are you alright?”


She lifted her hand and stared at it. Red paint on her skin. A voice called

from behind her, but it was light out. There was no moon, no danger. She turned

around and found cops on her steps. The short one, she knew. Officer Peg Stone

had taken her call that morning, in fact, but Deirdre had never expected to

actually see the woman. Still, there was the patrol car parked below, and

behind Stone stood a policeman with dark eyes.

Deirdre’s porch rippled like water. Her hand reached again,

splatted against the nasty word but held her upright while the dizziness

swirled around and around.


More Black Magic by A.L. Kessler:

I’d never met the Alpha, but I knew this was him. His black hair

was cut short and his brown gaze cut into me. He stood tall and demanded

attention. Like Simon, he was dressed in older clothes, and I assumed it meant

they wouldn’t care if they got ruined. The muscles of his arms were solid and

his chest strained against the tight muscle shirt that he wore. Yeah, I

wouldn’t stand a chance in a fight against this guy, even if he was human.

Simon bowed his head. “Alpha.”

“Simon, so this is her?” His eyes ran over my body and I raised a

brow. I had dressed in my normal black clothes with boots. I had, as requested,

left the gun in the car, but my blade was sheathed across my back, hidden by my


Simon put a hand on my back and urged me to step forward.

“I’m Abigail.” I offered my hand, but Greg grabbed my wrist and

jerked me forward. I caught myself with a hand against his chest.

“You are a threat to my people, you offer me the back of your neck

in submission.” He growled. “Do you understand that?”

I gritted my teeth and pulled my braid away from the back of my

neck and bowed low enough that I offered it

to him. My verbal answer wouldn’t have been good enough. He was trying to show

off his strength, his power, and I was willing to bet other members of the pack

were watching from the windows of the cabin. Arguing with him wouldn’t have

done me any good.


City by Tom Shutt:

“So what exactly would I do as a Sleeper? I’ve heard only bad

things, and that was when I still thought you were just a bedtime story. If

even half of it is true—”

“We do what is necessary to protect this city,” Benjamin said

tightly. “There are forces that are simply too powerful and mysterious to be

handled by the police. We are the self-appointed protectors of the people.”

“That’s a great pitch, but I meant day-to-day, what will I be


Old Ben contemplated this question for a long moment before

answering. “There is no right or wrong in this world, Jeremy. You must

understand that in order to bring balance to others, we must first find balance

within ourselves. This will not be an easy life, nor one filled with thanks from

those you help—they will never even know you were there. You will make hard

choices, decisions that will leave others bereft of their autonomy. But with my

guiding hand, you will accomplish great deeds and protect countless innocents

during your service.”

“That still doesn’t answer—”

“You will kill. You will maim. You will steal, lie, and deceive.

Nobody will know who you are, or what you do, or when or where you will strike

next. The people will never acknowledge your sacrifices, and they will continue

to fear and despise the myth that you represent.”

There was a pregnant pause before Benjamin spoke again.
“Do you have what it takes?” he asked.


by Amy Steaman:

The first snowflakes

of the year rode their fat bodies lazily down to the empty sidewalk Sadie Pratt

trudged along. If she looked up, the old fashioned streetlights would

illuminate their glittery brethren. But she didn’t look up. A cold winter wind

was demanding attention she didn’t care to give as she shifted her eyes

toward her destination at the end of the street. As if irritated with her

neglect, a particularly breathy gust reached out and freed her auburn waves

from a loose bun. In response, she tucked her chin deeper into the plaid scarf

wrapped around her neck and quickened her footfalls.

Sadie’s mood was as

dark as the cloud-heavy sky hanging above her. Her boss, Harvey McDonnell, of

McDonnell and Loeb Law Office had rung her out of a study-induced trance thirty

minutes before.

“Sadie, I need you in

the office in thirty,” like it was a common request. Like it wasn’t 9:30 on a

Thursday night. Like she wasn’t drowning in the middle of finals!

She reached the

pristine brick façade that stood with pride in the little college town of

Weston’s historic business district and flung the door wide. The gratuitous

cowbell hanging on the handle let out its hollow ring. Harvey was already

there, so instead of turning on the lights and starting a pot of coffee as per

her usual routine, Sadie dumped her heavy bag without ceremony at the receptionist’s

desk and marched back to his office.

Harvey’s watery grey

eyes rose over the edge of his half-rimmed glasses to meet her steely glare

then traveled down her slim frame covered in an overly long flannel, black

leggings and combat boots. He chuffed. “You look nice.”

“I’ll wear proper business attire during proper

business hours,” she shot back, fists coming to rest on hips.


Message Bearer by M.S. Dobing:

It didn’t so much as walk out of the dark – it oozed. Its

form coalesced from the gloom, a slight shimmering in the air, a shifting of

shadows, before condensing into something resembling a human that now stood,

unmoving, just at the periphery of the streetlight.

Yet this was no human.

Unnaturally tall, easily touching seven feet, the thing wore a dark

suit that hung loosely off a pencil-thin frame. Its head was dipped, its face

hidden beneath a black fedora with a single silver band. As he watched, the

creature’s head rose. Black eyes met his. Something cold trickled down his


It began to move forwards, its movement jerky, as if it were

animated by invisible string. Its mouth opened into a wide grin, jaw distending

to almost impossible proportions, displaying a set of dagger-like incisors.

‘You see it, don’t you?’

He’d forgotten she was even there. He looked back at the woman,

managing the barest of nods. She reached out to him, her hand shaking.

‘Come with me.’

#GoddessFishPromos presents #DefragmentingDaniel blast with #giveaway and #excerpt from author @jasonwerbeloff


Defragmenting Daniel: The Organ Scrubber

by Jason Werbeloff

GENRE: Sci-fi Thriller



7 stolen organs.

1 vengeful victim.

A gruesome sci-fi thriller.

Organ scrubbing was a bloody job, but somebody had to do it. Daniel, an orphan from the Gutter, was put to work scrubbing kidneys at aged twelve. The job had its perks: a warm bed, Law and Order reruns, and an all-you-can-eat Mopane worm buffet.

Until the Orphanage stole Daniel’s parts, and sold them on the organ market.

Now Daniel has grown up, and yearns to become whole again. The cybernetic organ replacements just aren’t the same – he needs his parts back. But the new owners of his organs won’t give them up. Not without a fight.

Just how far will Daniel go to regain his missing pieces? And how much more of himself will he lose along the way?

Defragmenting Daniel is a cyberpunk crime thriller that will unnerve you. Every part of you.

“A work of great imagination. Powerful and gripping.”

“A stark and moving experience.”

ReadersFavorite.com, 5 Star Review

Purchase link for Defragmenting Daniel: The Organ Scrubber – The book will be free on Amazon for 4 days, August 24 – 27 2016.


The Organ Scrubber is the first fragment of the Defragmenting Daniel trilogy:

Fragment 1 – The Organ Scrubber

Fragment 2 – The Face in a Jar

Fragment 3 – The Boy Without a Heart

Extra Creepy Excerpt:

The sun beat down on the crown of Daniel’s mop of thick, black hair. The hanging smoke in the air thickened. His left eye cried. His lungs protested, spasming as he penetrated deeper into the warzone. About a hundred yards into New Settlers Ways, the sweet stink of burning flesh competed with the smoke. Daniel remembered that smell from the operating theatre, when they’d removed his amygdala. But it was stronger here. Omnidirectional. As though the entire area were a seeping wound, and the sun its surgeon.

Daniel tried to count. To find sevens in the chaos. But the buildings weren’t in rows or columns. There was no order here.

We had you cleaned

We had you eat

He rubbed his eye. Tried to bury the memory of the song.

We love your toes

We love your meat

Odin crawled out of the rucksack and perched on Daniel’s shoulder. They surveyed the destruction together. Daniel could hardly feel the cat’s claws burrowing into his clavicle.

“No good,” said Daniel, echoing the old shopkeeper.

He walked over to one of the mounds of rubble. Heat radiating from the stones baked his cheeks.

Odin meowed. Dug his claws deeper into Daniel’s chest.

“What do you want here?” called out a voice.

Odin darted into the satchel as Daniel whirled around. His cybernetic knee grinded with the sudden turn.

“You have no business here,” said a man. He wore a holey t-shirt and a week-long beard. His eyes were swollen. Frantic.

“I’m looking for Porcu–”

“We don’t need your help,” hissed the Holey Man.

“I’m not here to help. I’m looking for Porcuperry Road.”

“You PeoPle …” The man spat his P’s “… from up north think you better than us. What with your implanted parts and such.” He nosed the air in the general direction of Daniel’s cybernetic knee.

“Sir, I mean no disrespect, but I don’t like my knee. I’d rather have my original.”

The filthy man’s eyes snapped back to Daniel’s face. “What’s that you say?”

“The Orphanage took my parts to pay my debt. I never wanted the replacements they gave me.” Daniel flexed his leg. The joint wheezed as he lowered it slowly to the earth.

“Hmmm.” The Holey Man stroked his grizzled chin. He had a gash along the bottom of his arm. Were those maggots wiggling along the edges? The man needed a good scrub of Rejek.

“What was it you’re looking for?” asked the Holey Man.

“84 Porcuperry Road.”

“Porcuperry was … fi-si-seven blocks down.”

Daniel’s heart quickened. He eyed the broken streets. Doubted he’d be able to make out city blocks in this mess.

The man sighed. “I’ll take you.” He turned on his feet and walked off, not waiting to see if Daniel followed.

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Human. Male. From an obscure planet in the Milky Way Galaxy. Sci-fi novelist with a PhD in 
philosophy. Likes chocolates, Labradors, and zombies (not necessarily in that order). Werbeloff 
spends his days constructing thought experiments, while trying to muster enough guilt to go to 
the gym. 
He’s written two novels, Hedon and The Solace Pill, and the short story anthology, Obsidian 
Worlds. His books will make your brain hurt. And you’ll come back for more. 
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Happy release day to #BeyondtheStarsAtGalaxysEdge the newest anthology featuring Adam Quinn, Anthea Sharp, @writesuntildawn and many more!




Anthology Description:

Take a journey beyond your imaginings to the other side of the universe.

A dozen science fiction writers, including New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors, offer remarkable tales in this third collection of space opera stories presented under the Beyond the Stars banner.

Come with us to where the legends are born…at galaxy’s edge.

Procurement by Adam Quinn Description:

Captain Jareyn Brook’s Interstellar Emergency Service operates far from the red tape of the capital world of Meltia—and that’s exactly how she likes it. But when her ship is destroyed and a government subcommittee threatens to shut the IES down entirely, Brook will have to brave the depths of the Meltian bureaucracy to save her command from legal destruction.

Elvis Has Left the Building by Caroline A. Gill Description:

Humans need machines to fly beyond the limits of our galaxy, to explore the stars.  That’s Rora’s assignment: colonize the net Entertainment planet.  One old AI and a crew of five humans serving five-year terms as captain aboard a cargo spaceship that’s more junker than transport.  Together, human and machine fly straight and true for their distant goal.

Until space sickness changes their schedule.

Until madness consumes the ship.


Mama Says:

So far I’ve had the pleasure of reading both Adam Quinn’s and Caroline A. Gill’s contributions to the anthology and they are each a balance of heartbreaking and hysterical.

Procurement answered some questions I didn’t even know I had after reading Flashpoint (the first book in the Drive Maker trilogy which released earlier this month.)  This is a great look at Quinn’s style and works well on its own for those who haven’t read his other work yet.  Political and irreverent, this is a great fit amongst the more fantastical entries into the anthology.

Elvis Has Left the Building is a chilling account of a long journey to colonize another planet, predominantly told around an AI’s pov.  If you’re new to Gill’s work this is a bit different than her Flykeeper Chronicles but you still see her love of the grand sci-fi tradition and use of stirring prose.  Things don’t always go as planned, and sometimes the rules have to be bent, which is a recurring theme in Beyond the Stars: At Galaxy’s Edge.

Another sweeping adventure as only space opera can deliver, this anthology is sure to please new and old fans of the series, and marks a turning point for the overall theme of humans vs. machines, and how we can or can’t handle space travel and all its complexities.


Happy release day to @eb_walters and #Intrigue

Intrigue, Infinitus Billionaire Book 3, the next installment in the USA Today Bestselling Series is available today!

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Lies. Secrets. Sensual games.

Their mistake…

A one-night that turned into three days of decadence.


Terri Randal is tired of hiding from a disturbed man who believes she belongs to him—her stepbrother. She can’t sign a lease, open a bank account, or even use her legal name without him finding her. The only thing she has is her anonymity as the Chameleon, the masked organizer of high-stake poker games for billionaires. And she never mixes business with pleasure.

Billionaire Roderick “Rod” Thorne has three vices. Beautiful women. Gambling. Booze. During the day, he pushes boundaries with his publications and shows. At night, he eases his guilt with high-stakes games and sexual escapades. Until a weekend spent with an unforgettable woman changes it all.

When Rod finds out the true identity of the Chameleon, he realizes he has the weapon to even an old score and get the relief he desperately craves. Will it lead to the revenge he dreams of or the riskiest bet of his life—love?

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E.B. Walters  BIO

E.B. Walters holds a PhD in Chemistry and is a stay-at-home mother of five. She is also a USA Today bestselling author. She writes about flawed heroes and the women who love them.

Her contemporary works includes The Fitzgerald Family series, which has six books, and her USA Today bestselling series: Infinitus Billionaires. The first book  Impulse is a 2015 IndieFab Silver Award winner in contemporary romance category and 2015 National Indie Excellence Award winner. The next book in the series, Intrigue (Infinitus Billionaire, Book 3) Roderick Thorne’s story, is scheduled to be released Aug 2016. She has 6 more books planned in this series.

She also writes YA/NA Paranormal Romance as Ednah Walters. Her award-winning YA Paranormal Romance—Runes Series—started with Runes and has a total of 9 books to date. Heroes, released in March 2016 and Gods, released in June of 2016. Her last book in Raine & Torin’s story, Witches, was a Readers’ Favorite Awards winner.

YA Urban Fantasy series—The Guardian Legacy Series, which focuses on the Nephilim, children of the fallen angels. GL Series started with Awakened and has a total of 4 books. The latest book in the series, Forgotten, was released in June 2015. The GL series is published by Spencer Hill Press (Beaufort Books.)

Whether she’s writing about her sexy, strong willed and tenacious contemporary billionaires and the women who tamed them. Valkyries, Norns, and Grimnirs, or Guardians, Demons, and Archangels, Love, family, and friendship play crucial roles in all her books.

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#EveningEdition #review for Dr. Sinister’s Home for Retired Villains by @s_g_browne

Dr. Sinister’s Home for Retired Villains

Dr Sinister's coverDr. Jekyll, Professor Moriarty, and Count Dracula are three of the longest tenured residents at Dr. Sinister’s Home for Retired Villains, where obsolete and vanquished villains go to live out the rest of their meaningless lives. It’s hard enough being a diabolical relic, stuck in your outdated version of treachery, all plans of world domination fading in your rearview magic mirror. But when you have to share meals and movie nights with dozens of other washed-up scoundrels, miscreants, and evildoers like Captain Hook, the Big Bad Wolf, and the Wicked Witch of the West, conflicts are bound to arise. As a general rule, villains tend to be sore losers. And at Dr. Sinister’s, you never know when someone might turn the swimming pool into a shark pit or bring a death ray to Taco Tuesday.

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Mama Says:

Another quick, though not at all perfunctory, read from S.G. Browne’s new Kindle Singles selections, Dr. Sinister’s Home for Retired Villians brings us into the lives of many famous evil doers and what they are up to after ceding their reign to the newest terrors.  Our narrator gives us a tour of the home along with his recounting of recent events, and an anecdote or two.  In such few words, you don’t often find both humor and profound wisdom, but Browne gives us exactly these qualities and much more in his second short story exclusive to Kindle.  When you’re no longer committing atrocious acts, how will your occupy your time?  More likely than not, the answer won’t be a huge surprise, but one you’ll enjoy all the same.

Favorite lines:

“In a way we’ve all become victims, not of each other but of our own nostalgia- wishing for the good old days when we existed in perpetual relevance.”


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#TheHarvestSaga by @authorcaseybond is on #megasale for a limited time only!

This post was previously scheduled on August 20th, 2016:


Title: The Harvest Saga Box Set

Author: Casey L Bond

Genre: YA Dystopian

Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR


Reap (Book 1): The remnants of the United States of America have been divided.

From five enormous, technologically-advanced cities, the Greaters rule over the Lessers. In the Lesser village of Orchard, things are not as perfect as Abby Kelley thinks they are. When the apple harvest draws near and the Greater’s engineered fruits become too much for one village to handle alone, reinforcements from neighboring villages are called upon.

Having to choose between her best friend, whom she has no romantic feelings for, and mysterious newcomer Crew, Abby finds herself in the middle of a harvest that she had no intention of becoming a part of. She becomes involved in a situation that threatens the strict rule of the Greaters, and just might give the Lessers hope for a better tomorrow. But, can she help the Lessers without losing Crew? And if she chooses Crew, will she lose her best friend?

Resist (Book 2): Abby Kelley returns home from the Greater city of Olympus to find that things in Orchard Village are bad, very bad. The Olympian Guard has taken over village affairs. The Lessers are being worked to the bone in the coldest winter Orchard has seen. Villagers are being dragged away for the slightest indication of what they call “resistance.” She needs to keep her head down and her mouth shut. But, it’s so hard to do when everything within you screams rebellion.

Kyan is coming on strong, trying to convince her to take a chance on him. Shocking news of Crew’s activities in Olympus sweeps through the Villages. When Abby is taken away by the Olympian guard, Kyan sends word to Vesuvius for help. But, no one could have predicted their idea of help or what they might expect in return.

Who will be left to pick up the pieces of Abby’s heart?

Reclaim (Book 3): The Greaters have ruled over the Lessers since The Fall. They’ve taken Abby’s family. They’ve taken her friends. They’ve taken her hostage and threatened the villages.

Enough is enough. Freedom is worth fighting for. Love is worth dying for.

And the Lessers are done taking orders from the Greaters.

Reclaim…the epic conclusion of the award-winning Harvest Saga.

Award-winning author Casey L. Bond resides in Milton, West Virginia with her husband and their two beautiful daughters. When she’s not busy being a domestic goddess and chasing her baby girls, she loves to write young adult and new adult fiction.

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A SLAM JOLTED ME OUT of my slumber. Another bang echoed in the front of the cabin, and footsteps hurried to my door. I didn’t know how long I’d slept, or if it was still daylight, but I was still tired and wanted to retreat back into the sweet abyss again. My door opened, and I turned my head to see my aunt standing in the doorway.

“What happened, Abby?” She rushed over.

I tried to push myself up, but my back was so stiff. The skin even felt stiff. How was that possible? I winced.

“Stay down. Let me see.” She gingerly lifted the back of Ky’s shirt and peeked underneath. The fabric slowly peeled away from my skin where the bandages Evelyn had applied didn’t quite reach, or had shifted, and it felt like part of the wounds tore open again. A hiss escaped from between my teeth at the same time a curse flew from her lips. 

“Evelyn sent more salve. She said that your body would absorb part of it and that more would have to be packed in.” Lulu helped me sit up and, one by one, I unbuttoned the shirt and again pried it away from my back. The only portion not torn to shreds from the fifteen lashes was the part my bra had covered; although, by the last lash, it only hung on by a thread.

“Evelyn came to the depot. She said you’d been injured and gave me the medicine and salve. I had no idea. Did Norris do this?”

All I could do was nod.

Lulu took my shirt as I laid back down on my stomach and tried to remain as still as possible while she packed my wounds. Having left the room, I could hear her banging around in the kitchen before she returned with a steaming mug containing more of the special tea. I gulped it down, hoping it would help numb the pain like it had before. When my head hit the pillow, I fell asleep almost immediately.

Something was touching my face, caressing my cheek. The skin that brushed mine was rough, hardened by the work we all shared. Am I dreaming? I waited, trying to see if it was real or part of a dream. Whichever it was, it was nice, comforting.

Rough fingertips moved over the parts of my back that weren’t split open and packed with gunk. I sucked in a breath and held it. It was real. I moved my head and saw his silhouette against the candlelight flickering in from the kitchen and living room. “Ky?” My voice was raspy and barely sounded like my own. Sleep and exhaustion filled every chord.

“Shh. I’m here.” Suddenly, I was very aware I was lying shirtless on my bed. Even though I was on my stomach, that didn’t help me feel any less naked in front of my best friend—who happened to be a member of the male species—a very fine specimen according to my girlfriends.

I knew he was handsome. I wasn’t blind. But I didn’t see him like that. He’d dated many of my friends and was getting ready to marry Paige Winters after the harvest was complete and the orchards picked bare. His fingertips traced the intact skin between my shoulder blades, and I tensed under his touch.

He’d kissed my head and temple and hugged me more times than I could count, but that was different; it was more intimate. His touch was delicate, gentle compared to his normal strength, and anything but playful. “Ky?”

He didn’t answer. His fingers explored my back, careful not to stray too close to the wounds streaking across my skin. “Kyan?”

“Shut up, Abby. Just let me… Just shut up.” He’d never talked to me like that. His voice was raspy, and he’d never, ever told me to shut up before. So I did. I wasn’t sure why. He shouldn’t have been touching my skin. Shouldn’t have been caressing the good parts left; but, sitting with me in the dark, he was doing exactly that, and I was allowing it.

Copyrighted 2014 Casey L. Bond

Mama Reads: #NatchezBurning by @GregIles an “illuminating look at a storied past.” #tlcbooktours #review

Natchez Burning

About Natchez Burning

• Paperback: 816 pages
• Publisher: William Morrow Paperbacks; Reprint edition (August 4, 2015)

From #1 New York Times bestselling author Greg Iles comes the first novel in his Natchez Burning trilogy—which also includes The Bone Tree and the upcoming Mississippi Blood—an epic trilogy that interweaves crimes, lies, and secrets past and present in a mesmerizing thriller featuring Southern lawyer and former prosecutor Penn Cage.

Raised in the southern splendor of Natchez, Mississippi, Penn Cage learned all he knows of duty from his father, Dr. Tom Cage. But now the beloved family doctor has been accused of murdering the African American nurse with whom he worked in the dark days of the 1960s. Once a crusading prosecutor, Penn is determined to save his father, but Tom, stubbornly invoking doctor-patient privilege, refuses even to speak in his own defense.

Penn’s quest for the truth sends him deep into his father’s past, where a sexually charged secret lies. More chilling, this long-buried sin is only one thread in a conspiracy of greed and murder involving the vicious Double Eagles, an offshoot of the KKK controlled by some of the most powerful men in the state. Aided by a dedicated reporter privy to Natchez’s oldest secrets and by his fiancée, Caitlin Masters, Penn uncovers a trail of corruption and brutality that places his family squarely in the Double Eagles’ crosshairs.

With every step costing blood and faith, Penn is forced to confront the most wrenching dilemma of his life: Does a man of honor choose his father or the truth?

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Mama Says:

“Nothing frightens me more than the faith in my daughter’s eyes.”

I don’t feel even remotely qualified to review this book.  Natchez Burning encapsulates everything I love about reading: stirring words, vivid imagery, nail-biting suspense and a message that stays with you long after you’ve turned the last page.  Few books that are the first in a trilogy feel as complete as this novel.  Although I’m certainly left wanting to know more and excited that there are in fact two more (rather large) pieces to this puzzle, I wasn’t left feeling as if I started a journey and only made it one third of the way through.  The author’s familiarity with the territory shines within these passages, fully immersing you in the mud and blood as you tear your way through this hefty tome.  I highly recommend setting aside a week of reading time, unless you’re one of those lucky folks who can sit and read straight through almost 800 pages, in which case, shut your face and can we be friends?!

4.5 stars 18+

Greg IlesAbout Greg Iles

Greg Iles spent most of his youth in Natchez, Mississippi. His first novel, Spandau Phoenix, was the first of thirteen New York Times bestsellers, and his new trilogy continues the story of Penn Cage, protagonist of The Quiet Game, Turning Angel, and #1 New York Times bestseller The Devil’s Punchbowl. Iles’s novels have been made into films and published in more than thirty-five countries. He lives in Natchez with his wife and has two children.

Find out more about Greg at his website, follow him on Twitter, and connect with him on Facebook.

#TheSexEducationofM.E. is here! Read more from @lbdunbarwrites



Title: The Sex Education of M.E.

Author: L.B. Dunbar

Genre: Contemporary Romance

 Release Date: August 22, 2016




I’m forty, flabby, and frustrated. Don’t get me wrong, I have a good home, a decent job, and great children. I had a loving marriage for twenty years where we had our ups and downs. It wasn’t perfect; but it wasn’t awful. Then he died. 

After the grief took its course, and the reality of my life set in, I grew frustrated. It wasn’t the bills or the struggle to keep my interest in my work. It was life without a man – the only man I’d been with for twenty years. And before you go all feminist on me, it isn’t that I can’t be an independent woman, but there are certain areas where a man is necessary. 

You need a fuck buddy, my friend said.
I didn’t even know what that meant.
Is it friends with benefits?, I asked.
Better, you don’t even have to be friends, she offered.

Boy, did I need an education in the modern workings of dating, and sex.


A coming-of-an-older-age novel.
Something new from L.B. Dunbar — a stand alone!


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L.B. Dunbar loves the original legend of King Arthur. Inspired by this classic tale, she pulled over to the side of the road to take notes when it hit her that if King Arthur lived today, he’d be a rock star. A lover of fairy tales, myths, legends, and anything with happily ever after, she loves to read and write contemporary romance. Her Legendary Rock Stars series is complete with the final tale: The Trials of Guinevere DeGrance, but the story began with The Legend of Arturo King. She also wrote The Sensations Collection, which includes five stand alones based on the five senses in a small town setting near Lake Michigan. Raised on one side of that lake, she grew up in Michigan, but now lives on the other side, in Chicago. Mother to four, wife to the one and only, and teacher to hundreds of former students, she looks forward to sharing more stories in the future.


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