**BOOK BLITZ** Excerpt + Giveaway : Reap By Christina Channelle

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Reap By Christina Channelle

Release Date: 10/11/13

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Summary from Goodreads:

Foreign, or rather unfamiliar, would be the word I would use to describe how I felt.

Faintly, I could hear the glimmer of voices surrounding me in this dark haze, caressing my ears like skin against silk. I felt like I was in a cocoon of sorts, protectively enveloped, quietly drifting in some far-off place. I wanted to stay that way forever.

But we all know that what you want never really seems to happen in the real world.

Something’s not right in Mia’s head.

The first thing is that her name isn’t Mia. In fact, she has no clue what her name is who she is. All that she knows is that she’s not like the ones who found her: Dante with his kind blue eyes, Amy with her child like demeanor, James with his questioning gaze.

And Briggs.

The one she cannot decipher no matter how hard she tries.

As Mia tries to fit in with these people, a strange occurrence is amidst outside. And as she finally remembers who she is …

Well, let’s just say that things get a little more complicated.

(YA Paranormal Romance Novella)

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I opened my eyes but had to squeeze them shut against the harsh lights. My lids felt swollen, heavy with fatigue. My eyes burned, tears leaking from their corners.

It was the most uncomfortable of feelings.

I must have been dreaming.


Although the word seemed alien to me, almost as if I had never heard it before, I instantly understood its meaning. The voice that had spoken was warm, making me feel as if I were suddenly sitting in front of a fireplace, wrapped in a heavy blanket, flames crackling. The heat of the word practically licked my skin.

Again, I tried opening my eyes, this time a bit more cautiously. Blinking, I slowly adjusted to the artificial lights, now able to see.

I found myself staring back into a pair of bright blue eyes, a look of wariness in their depths. For a brief moment I couldn’t look away as I stared up at him. Then he cleared his throat and glanced away, as if uncomfortable with my gaze. With the spell of his eyes broken, it was then that I noticed I was lying on the ground—no, on hardwood floor.

And with not one, but three interested faces peering down at me.

I sat up, then winced at the abruptness of my movement, bringing my hand to the back of my head.

Pain, my mind whispered.

“Careful now.”

I directed my eyes toward the person who had spoken such kind words. It was the first person I had noticed, the one with the blue eyes and the warm voice. His voice was deep and calming, and as I sat there I tried to think of the emotion I should be experiencing.

Inhaling softly, I closed my eyes, ignored the painful throb in my head, and waited for the proper term to flutter into my mind.


“Where did you come from?”

Satisfied I had found the correct word, I opened my eyes again to the voice speaking to me.

It was a pleasant voice, reassuring to say the least, and immediately captured my attention.

At that moment, I didn’t notice the black hair atop his head, a striking contrast against his blue eyes that looked like I was staring into an ocean. I didn’t notice that the corners of his eyes crinkled up when he smiled kindly at me, complementing the single dimple in his right cheek. By just looking at him, anyone could tell that he was someone who knew how to laugh. But I didn’t notice any of that.

All those things I would notice later.

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Books by Christina Channelle:

Blood Crave Series:


Fallen Tears, A Blood Crave Novella


Novellas/Short Stories

Dealing With It

Those Four Letter Words


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***Blog Tour Stop*** Review + Giveaway : Waiting For Romeo By Diane Mannino

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Title: Waiting For Romeo

Author: Diane Mannino

Release date: November 15th

Genre: Young Adult

Tour: Irresistible Reads Book Tours


Heartbroken by the one guy she simply couldn’t resist, Emilia King is determined to move on. But Logan Prescott is also determined… determined to win her back. He lost the only person who truly mattered to him and now he’ll do whatever it takes to convince Emilia to give him a second chance.

While their attraction to each other is undeniable, the obstacles they’re forced to confront may be too much. And just when it seems their love for each other is a bond that knows no bounds, Emilia faces her worst nightmare.

With her newfound inner strength, Emilia realizes fighting to be with Logan is her only hope…and waiting for him may ultimately determine not only their future together, but her own destiny.


Review :

Waiting For Romeo is the sequel to Running From Romeo. In, the first book we get a very real look into the mind of a survivor. This book is no different. However it focuses less on what Emilia’s overcome and, rather, how she continues to move on.

Emilia, as always, is a wonderful character. She’s a very real character. She isn’t perfect, but she’s inspiring. She keeps going, she’s self aware, and she’s got a good heart. I really liked that we saw more of the kind of person that she is.
Bryn is a character I’ve heard a lot of people fuss over. I’m stating now that, not only do I love Bryn, I have many friends who act just like her. Bryn isn’t wishy washy. She’s concerned about her best friend. She loves Emilia and she’s protective. Emilia is head over heels for Logan.Logan…oh how I adore your resolve and your follow through. I just wish we had seen more of his backstory. I wish we’d seen more of Logan as a person. We see him through his love for Emilia, but we don’t get to see him past that. I would really love for there to be another book where Emilia deals with the fallout from this book and we find out how Logan received and overcame his demons.Overall it’s a great book. I would have love to see more depth though. The plot moved at this breakneck pace. Waiting For Romeo is full of romance, great dialogue, conniving psuedo-villians, real villians.

The twists are great and the foreshadowing is wonderful. I can’t wait to see what Diane does next.

About The Author :

DIANE MANNINO graduated from University of Maryland, College Park with a degree in English Literature. She is a former writer for Museum and Arts Washington and Star Magazine as well as several television shows, including, Inside Edition, American Journal, and E! News Daily. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband and two beautiful daughters. Running from Romeo is her first novel and she is currently working on the sequel.



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***Blog Tour Stop*** Excerpt + Giveaway :Ready To Go By Stephanie Mann

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Ready To Go By Stephanie Mann

Release Date: 11/12/13

Publisher: Swoon Romance

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Summary from Goodreads:

Daniel is sick of his wonderfully boring and predictable life. He dutifully gets up every morning, goes to class, goes to work, and it never changes. He does, says and even wears exactly what others expect of him. He’s so predictable that he barely notices just how unhappy he truly is.

One afternoon, everything changes when David meets a girl on the run from her own demons. She doesn’t need Daniel’s help, but he offers and she accepts–setting a course for an adventure neither will soon forget.

Together, on an impromptu road trip, two strangers become friends and a bit more, all while facing money problems, car problems, and tourist traps and the naked truth: they can’t run forever.

Will they finally stop running long enough to discover true and lasting love?


Excerpt :

Ready to Go

Stephanie Mann

This excerpt is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. The author makes no claims to, but instead acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the word marks mentioned in this work of fiction.

Copyright © 2013 by Stephanie Mann

READY TO GO by Stephanie Mann

All rights reserved. Published in the United States of America by Swoon Romance. Swoon Romance and its related logo are registered trademarks of Georgia McBride Books, LLC.

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He chose a seat near the window, and she sat beside him, holding herself and her suitcase just so no part of her was touching any part of him. He had no idea what to make of her behavior.

Yeah, they were strangers, but this was weird. She seemed terrified of him, and he had no idea why. Maybe terrified was too strong; it’s not like she was actively edging away from him. But she clearly didn’t want to be with him.

The bus drove through the city, hitting every possible pothole as it went. The driver, like most city bus drivers, was reckless. There were moments when Daniel noticed the girl gripping onto the edge of her seat, her fingers poking into one of the many rips in the vinyl, but he was used to the crazy driving. He trusted the driver not to crash, or at least not to kill them all if he did.

He pulled the cord for his stop. As he maneuvered past the girl, he told her, “The bus is going to make a major stop in about three or four minutes. Always lots of people. You’ll be able to pick it out. Once you’re past that one, pull the cord for the next. You’ll be able to see the library from there, but they close at eight, I think.”

The girl nodded. “Thanks,” she said once more. This time, she just sounded distracted.

He reached into his pocket as a thought struck him and pulled out the button. “And here. Because you were on the tour.”

She took it, and a bemused smile crossed her face. “Uh, okay,” she said with a little laugh. “Thanks.”

Daniel stepped off the bus and watched it drive away. He needed to pick up his car and go home. He had a lot of work to do.

There was a bus that went directly to his apartment, but he drove anyway just because he liked to. Maybe it was that he loved his car too much, an old Mazda 626 that he kept in good condition. He was proud of driving it around. It got him anywhere he needed to go. He could drive this baby across the country and back, and nothing would be wrong with it except it being out of gas.

Daniel checked the time on his phone as he walked, almost ran, to the parking garage.

Then he had to pull the phone out of his pocket again when he realized he forgot to look at the time. It wasn’t too late. He’d have time to get his work for the day done. He averted his eyes as he passed a homeless man on the corner, mentally promising to drop a coin in his bucket another day.

He got to his car, paid the parking fee, and started to drive back home. He wasn’t paying attention to the road. He watched for joggers and harried students crossing the street without looking for cars, but he wasn’t thinking of which turn to take or how fast to go. His mind was on the girl at the museum. It was rare that anyone his age went on the tour. She’d seemed out of place there, but she had been paying attention to his speech, which was more than all of the kids and most of the parents did. And she was cute, and she talked about Land Before Time without acting like she was too old for it. In Daniel’s opinion, no one was ever too old for a movie about talking dinosaurs.

If she went on his tour again, instead of just giving her a pin, he’d ask her out. But he saw a lot of kids come through and never come back. Why would a twenty-something girl be any different?

This twenty-something girl made it to the library and was still thinking about that tour guide. Nicole fingered the button in her pocket as she sat in the library, waiting for it to close.

She knew there was no use thinking about that guy. He was kind of hot, she wouldn’t deny that, but there was absolutely no point to it. She would be leaving the city tomorrow and never see the tour guide again. She’d made it a point not to do anything that might be even slightly seen as flirting, even carefully making sure no part of her touched any part of him on the bus. Then he gave her that button and she figured she’d failed. But if he’d really been interested, he would have asked for her number or asked her to skip the library and just go to his apartment, some cheap shot like that. There was no use thinking about him, and she wouldn’t waste time worrying that she was disappointing him.

“Attention, library patrons. The library will be closing in five minutes. Please come to the front to check out your books.”

Nicole stood from her beanbag. She’d settled into the children’s section while she waited.

She unzipped her suitcase just to make sure, once more, that everything was there. Money, check. Clothes, check. Subway sandwich that would be both dinner and breakfast, check. She zipped the case closed and headed not to the front, but to the restrooms.

She figured she could hide in there, but what if they checked the stalls for people like her? The library must be like the Hilton for those without a bed. Cushy couches all over the place, air conditioning that probably wouldn’t be shut off. She entered a stall. She’d figure out what she was doing as she went.

She hung her suitcase on the coat hook in the stall. It slid off and landed on her foot.

Sucking air through her teeth in pain, she gingerly lifted up the suitcase and tried to hang it again. This time, it stayed. She backed up to straddle the toilet and carefully stepped up to stand on the ceramic seat, crouching down so she wouldn’t be seen over the top.. No one would look under the door and see anything suspicious.

But what if they opened the doors? She couldn’t stay there. Nicole stepped off the toilet and tried to open the door. It swung open about four inches before the suitcase hanging off the back stopped it. There was no way Nicole was getting through that space. With a sigh, she dropped to her knees on the stall floor, then to her stomach, shimmying her legs into the next stall over. If she couldn’t go through the door, she’d go under the wall. There was a good foot between the divider and the floor, and she wasn’t exactly big.

She reached her hands out and started to pull herself forward, using her toes to shove along. Her chest and stomach slid through a puddle of something very wet and cold. Probably just some water. She hoped it was just some water. Whatever it was, it was spreading across the fabric of her shirt and making Nicole shiver in cold and disgust.

She made it through the gap and stood up in the stall. She was in the handicapped one, which afforded her space to stand up with ease. Now she had to figure out just what the heck she was going to do to hide in here. Crouching behind the toilet would be a bad idea, but it looked like the only cover in the open stall.

Nicole sighed and leaned against the bar by the door, trying to figure out what she could do. Her sigh echoed throughout the empty bathroom. She glanced at the door. If she were any lighter, she could just hang off of that hook like her suitcase did. She doubted the suitcase was much heavier than her with all the stuff she’d jammed in it.

But maybe it wasn’t impossible. She stood up straight, held onto the hook to balance herself, and stepped up onto the bar attached to the wall. The door swung towards her, and she hung on with all her might to keep on the bar. Finally, the door stabilized, and she was able to bring her other foot up on the bar. It was hard to stay there, but she grasped onto that hook and planted her feet onto the bar and waited.

Her arms were close to giving out when she finally heard the door to the bathroom open. Someone walked over to the first stall and hit the door. It swung open with a loud BANG as it hit the wall. The footsteps moved on. The second door hit the wall a little more quietly, with more of a BAM. Nicole held her breath as the footsteps reached the stall with her suitcase. There was no bang or bam, but instead a muffled THUD. This satisfied whoever was out there enough that the footsteps moved to Nicole’s stall.

She grasped the hook tighter and tried not to let her feet slip as she was pushed backwards. There was no sound as her body hit the wall, but apparently the guard wasn’t listening to that. The footsteps were fine enough with the fact that the door opened that they walked out of the bathroom. The lights were shut off, leaving Nicole in darkness.

To make sure she was completely alone, she whispered a song to herself to pass the time as she waited. Once the last bottle of beer was off the wall, Nicole stepped down. She stretched out her arms, finally feeling the cramps that had developed. The wetness on her shirt had mostly dried, but it still grossed her out to think about it. Besides, she had to go back through that puddle to get her suitcase.

Once she’d crawled through the puddle o f hopefully water again and retrieved her suitcase, Nicole stripped off her shirt. There was a bit of light in the bathroom, coming from under the door and reflecting off the mirror and sink. It was enough for her to see where the trashcan was and stuff her sopping wet shirt inside it. If she put it in her suitcase, it would get everything else wet, and there was no guarantee she’d have a chance to wash it anytime soon.

She walked over to the sink, grabbed a paper towel, and started to wash off her stomach. She’d showered just that morning in the hotel, but she was ready to take another one now. But that wasn’t likely to happen for a long while, so the paper towel sink bath would have to do.

Suddenly, she realized just how bizarre this was. She was standing in a dark public bathroom in just her bra, wiping at her stomach with the cheapest paper towel known to man.

It wasn’t even a good bra, just one she bought because she liked the pattern of smiley faces and butterflies. It was her good luck bra, even though the straps were worn and the bright pattern could be seen through thin shirts. At least it hadn’t gotten wet, and at least no one was around to see her. Life’s little victories. She grinned as she kept wiping herself off. She may have been stuck in a library in a strange city because she couldn’t go home, but at least she could smile about it.

About The Author :

Stephanie Mann lives in Massachusetts. Besides writing, she spends her free time working with fan conventions. She loves to travel, and has visited many tourist traps along the way.

READY TO GO is Stephanie Mann’s first novel.



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***Blog Tour Stop*** Spotlight + (Amazon Gift Card for $25.00) Giveaway : Funny Business By Desmond X. Torres


Publisher: Monarch Moments

Publication Date: October 24, 2013

Genre: Romantic Comedy

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Artie’s been carrying a torch for Marie since she first repaired his car at Smitty’s garage. Too bad she hates cops.

You could write a novel about it. Actually, Artie did. He even published it online. It’s a little cheesy, but his pen name Desiree Robb is developing a fan base.

Out of the blue, the book takes off, igniting an avalanche of sales. Desiree Robb is approached by a major publisher- they’re offering millions!

But Desiree has to show her pretty face for promotions. Guess who Artie asks to be Desiree?

Marie signs on- for a price. It’s easy money, but things get complicated. Artie’s driving her batty. Or is there something more? During preparations for a live TV broadcast, a sweet romance tentatively begins.

More complications ensue. The mob gets involved. These guys mean business- so what if they still live with their parents? Then there’s the hot for cops VP, a popular talk show, and the FBI. It all fuses into a laugh out loud cluster chaos as tangled as a New York City rush hour.

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About The Author :

Des Torres

A former New York City cop, Desmond X. Torres will neither confirm nor deny his ownership of a blonde wig and pink bathrobe.

He always wanted to be an astronaut, but the closest he ever got was being called a space shot.

In his spare time, he enjoys mixed martial arts, motocross racing, and base jumping from tall buildings.

He has a great cable TV package. And beer. He loves beer. And nachos. He really loves nachos.

He’d better say he loves K.D. McLean too or she’s going to brain him.

He has been writing since he can remember. It started in primary school. Penmanship has always been important to him – it’s a lost art.

His motto for life is – “I’m going to live forever.”

So far, so good.Connect with Desmond:

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**Book Blitz** Dark Musicals Trilogy By Laura DeLuca

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Summary from Goodreads:

The “Phantom” was a musical phenomenon that Rebecca had always found enchanting.

She had no idea that her life was about to mirror the play that was her obsession. When her high school drama club chooses “Phantom” as their annual production, Rebecca finds herself in the middle of an unlikely love triangle and the target of a sadistic stalker who uses the lines from the play as their calling card.

Rebecca lands the lead role of Christine, the opera diva, and like her character, she is torn between her two co-stars—Tom the surfer and basketball star who plays the lovable hero, and Justyn, the strangely appealing Goth who is more than realistic in the role of the tortured artist.

Almost immediately after casting, strange things start to happen both on and off the stage. Curtains fall. Mirrors are shattered. People are hurt in true phantom style. They all seem like accidents until Rebecca receives notes and phone calls that hint at something more sinister. Is Justyn bringing to life the twisted character of the phantom? Or in real life are the roles of the hero and the villain reversed? Rebecca doesn’t know who to trust, but she knows she’s running out of time as she gets closer and closer to opening night. Only

when the mask is stripped away, will the twenty first century phantom finally be revealed.


Summary from Goodreads:

When Justyn and Rebecca set off to attend the New York School of Performing Arts, they think their dreams are about to come true. To their dismay, they aren’t in high school anymore, and the competition is steep.

Rebecca must compete against accomplished singers for a role in the production of Demon Barber, including a stunning Gothic diva with her sights set on Justyn.

It doesn’t help that things keep disappearing from their apartment or that Rebecca’s father refuses to accept that Justyn is an essential part of her life. Yet, all this seems minimal in comparison to the serial rapist terrorizing the campus.

Consumed by fear and obsessed with revenge, Rebecca and Justyn start living the story of Sweeney Todd—both on and off the stage.



Hyde (Dark Musicals #3) BLaura DeLuca

Summary from Goodreads:

Rebecca Hope has looked death in the face twice and lived to tell her tale. She and the love of her life, Justyn Patko, land a summer internship at a local dinner theater, performing the musical Hyde. While they are excited about their first paid acting gig, they soon find themselves surrounded by more experienced cast mates, jealous of their success. As if the tension isn’t bad enough, they soon discover that the business might be a front for something much more sinister.

When Justyn is accused of a crime that she knows he would never commit, Rebecca must decide if she wants to follow her head or her heart. While trying to prove his innocence, she makes a shocking discovery of her own.

Everyone has something to conceal in the grand finale of the Dark Musicals Trilogy. Rebecca has to look beyond the façade to discover the true Hyde or face her final curtain call.


Rebecca unwound the silver ribbon. When she lifted the lid, she found two matching pendants, each laced to a long hemp chain. They were shaped sort of like seashells, with an endless spiral pattern that looped out from the center as the chambers grew larger. They were dark brown in color with a few hints of tan along the edges. The stones had been polished and smoothed on both sides, but when she lifted them, she could see that the two pieces fit together perfectly.

She swore the halves fought to snap together, like magnets in her hand.

There was an energy pulsing and vibrating within the stones that even a novice  witch like Rebecca could feel.

“They’re beautiful,” Rebecca whispered as she ran her hand along the intricate  grooves.

“It’s an ammonite.” Justyn lifted one of the pendants, brushed her hair to the side,  and hooked the clasp around her neck. His breath tickled her skin as his hands moved  with graceful dexterity, giving her goose bumps despite the humid August night. “They’re actually fossils that are millions of years old, named after Ammon, an ancient Egyptian deity. When they’re divided in half, they’re perfect mirrors of one another. Some cultures believe that if the two halves are given to lovers, it will bind them together forever. When made into necklaces, they’re often called soul mate pendants.”

“Wo wow,” Rebecca stuttered. As usual, the sentiment behind Justyn’s gift was even more beautiful than the gift itself. It left her a little flustered. “That’s amazing. How do you know all this stuff?”

“You don’t spend eighteen years living with Darlene without learning a thing or two.”

Rebecca laughed. Justyn’s mother Darlene was definitely something special. EMT,  exotic belly dancer, and Wiccan High Priestess were only a few of the titles she claimed.

Rebecca knew she was a fountain of earthbased knowledge after years of studying the  Craft. As Darlene’s new apprentice, Rebecca greedily dipped into that knowledge herself as often as possible.

“It’s beautiful,” Rebecca repeated, too overcome with emotion to think of anything more eloquent to say. “You certainly know how to make things interesting.”

“Like I told you on our first date, I try not to be boring.” He winked at her. “So … are you going to put mine on for me?”

“Oh yeah … sorry.”

Rebecca giggled as she lifted the hemp chain. She wasn’t nearly as graceful as Justyn. She almost dropped the necklace in the sand three times before she managed to get  the clasp locked. When she finally had it secured, he placed his hand over her heart, where the ammonite lay. He did the same with her hands, lifting them to his chest. His dark eyes had lost all glimmer of humor. He met her gaze with a stare filled with genuine emotion.

Beneath her fingers, she could feel the gentle, steady rhythm of his heart beating in perfect tune with her own.

“Our love will span both space and time. In this life and the next, you shall be mine.

All eternity I will be by your side. For a love so strong cannot be denied. Spirit and flesh merged into one. So mote it be, for all days to come.”

When he was done with the recitation, he kissed her. Not just a gentle brush, but a deep, passionate embrace that left her throat tight and her heart pounding with a familiar  yearning.

“I’ve never heard that poem before,” she said once she’d caught her breath. “Who are you quoting?”

Even in the moonlight, she could see him blush. “I guess I was quoting myself. It was really more of an incantation than a poem though. These necklaces are meant to be a symbol of our love, and it seemed a little spell work could only add to the power of the stones. There is power in words, Becca. Just like there is power in nature.”

“You mean, you wrote that?”

He nodded, but his eyes twinkled, and the playfulness was back in his voice. “Well, actually, I just made it up as I went along.”

“Wow. Actor, singer, and now an improv poet slash chant writer. Is there anything you can’t do, Lord Justyn?”

He smiled and tilted her chin so he could look into her eyes. “I can’t stop loving you.”

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Laura “Luna” DeLuca lives at the beautiful Jersey shore with her husband and three children. She has been writing stories for as long as she can remember. Old high school friends would tell you she was always scratching in her notebook instead of paying attention in class and the children she used to babysit for always loved to hear her scary stories at bedtime. In addition to writing fiction, Laura is also the sole author of a popular review blog called New Age Mama. She is an active member of her local pagan community, and has been studying Wicca for close to eight years.

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The Final Omen by Heather Topham Wood
(Second Sight #4)
Publication date: November 9th 2013
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal Romance


Psychic Kate Edwards had seen her death in a premonition. She was given the opportunity to stop her murder from happening and finally reconnect with her love Detective Jared Corbett. However, fate had different ideas…

Kate finds herself trapped between life and death. Her only companion is Rose Corbett, Jared’s long dead mother. Rose offers answers to many of Kate’s long-awaited questions and alludes to what the future could hold. However, before Kate can finally be happy, she must complete a seemingly impossible task: save Jared from his own tragic fate.

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“Did you slip some crack in my iced tea? Because I could’ve sworn you just said Declan was coming to Atlantic City with me,” Kate asked, her voice rising with disbelief. Her suitcase was packed for the bachelorette weekend and set next to the front door. Jared had stopped home for lunch to see her off and had decided to drop an unexpected bombshell on her. He gave her a sheepish look and shoved his hands into his pants pockets.

“Kate, it’s not the ideal situation for me, either, but I can’t get out of work. Believe me, I tried. Sending you off with another guy, especially Declan, feels like a punch to the gut.”

“Here’s a thought: Neither of you come with me,” she said and set her iced tea in the kitchen sink.

“You know that’s not an option. Someone is after you and you can’t go out unprotected…”

She snorted in response. “And Declan is supposed to keep me safe. Did you lend him a gun?”

“We live in New Jersey; he can’t just go around carrying a concealed weapon. He can fight though, and he’s one of the few people I trust to look after you when I’m not around.”

“Jared, I’m going to a bachelorette party. No boys allowed. Julie will kill me if I show up with Declan in tow,” Kate argued. “Anyway, it’s not like I’m going to do anything to put myself in jeopardy. I’ll be with Julie and her girlfriends in the middle of a crowded casino.” The doorbell rang and Kate’s eyebrows lifted. “I’m guessing that’s Declan now.”

“He knows to stay out of your way. I told him to just fade into the background and look out for anything suspicious.”

“That’s hilarious. Declan can’t fade into the background, it goes against his basic nature. His mere presence just screams look at me.”

Jared didn’t respond and opened the door to permit Declan inside. Her psychic friend noticed her displeasure immediately. “What’s the matter, Kit Kat?”

She silently seethed, causing Jared to answer on her behalf. “Kate is pissed that I asked you to go to Atlantic City with her.”

Declan placed his hand over his heart. “You wound me. And to think I’ve spent all morning putting together our playlist for the road trip.”

“It’s a bachelorette party. It’s a time for the bride to be with her best friends and get dressed up in ridiculous clothing. The clothing may or may not include pictures of penises. The night will also involve elaborate drinking games that aim to get the bride as drunk as possible. At the end of it all, the bride will hurl because of the copious amounts of alcohol consumed.” Kate looked pointedly at Declan. “It’s not a time for the maid of honor to bring along a male party crasher.”

He gave her a dumbfounded look. After a second, he apologized, “Sorry Kate, you lost me after I heard you say the word penises.”

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Heather Topham Wood’s obsession with novels began in childhood while growing up in a shore town in New Jersey. Writing since her teens, she recently returned to penning novels after a successful career as a freelance writer. In 2012, she published the first two novels in her Second Sight series: First Visions and New Revelations.

Heather graduated from the College of New Jersey in 2005 and holds a bachelor’s degree in English. Her freelance work has appeared in publications such as USA Today, Livestrong.com, Outlook by the Bay and Step in Style magazine. She resides in Trenton, New Jersey with her husband and two sons. Besides writing, Heather is a pop culture fanatic and has an obsession with supernatural novels and TV shows.

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Illuminating Gracie by Lisa C. Temple

As an old woman’s lifeless body lies on a cold stone floor, her soul stands before an angel who offers her a miraculous opportunity: the chance to do it all again. But that is easier said than done. In order to change the path her life has taken, she must put aside years of self-loathing and pain, so she can help the young girl she once was become the woman she should have been.

At 17 years old, Grace Bennett is a bitter young woman. Though blessed with a loving family, looks and brains to spare, she hides her light under a bushel, spending most of her time in the darkness of her mind with little more than sarcasm and self-pity to keep her company.

But things are about to change for Grace. While delivering food for her family’s bed and breakfast, she turns onto a desolate dirt road and drives straight into her destiny.

It’s on this isolated country lane that the damaged girl meets a strangely familiar old couple and two mysterious young men. Together the group fights the demons that surround Grace, and they teach her what it means to let her light shine.

“Illuminating Gracie” is, at once, a metaphorical tale of the fight between good and evil and a spiritual saga of one girl’s journey from darkness into the light. If you liked “Twilight” and “The Hunger Games,” you will love the story of Gracie.

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Because he was an angel, Lochedus carried the power of life and death in his touch. With the wave of his hand, he could calm an angry sea or rain down terrible destruction on the heads of the guilty. He could grant peace to the troubled and visit devastating disease on the deserving. But no matter how hard he tried he could not, that night, pull himself from the depression that threatened to tear him apart. It had taken the touch of a small boy to do what a mighty angel could not and the far- reaching fallout from the child’s selfless act would echo throughout eternity.

Through the years, Lochedus had checked in on the boy, quietly keeping vigil – never speaking, only watching. Not one time did the boy acknowledge his existence or seem to see him again. Not even in his darkest hours did he call out for help. That is, until tonight. The boy, now an old man, didn’t beg for his own soul, but for the soul of another – the one he loved most in the world. And now, the angel would move Heaven and Earth – and Hell if he had to – to help the one to whom he owed so much.

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“A well-paced fantasy story of redemption and self-improvement.” ~Kirkus Review (Sept. 1, 2013 Magazine)
“Just the right amount of love story to the action packed plot line left this book a perfectly balanced read.” ~Maryann (Amazon “Top 1000” Reviewers)

“The story also contains little mysteries that keep you turning the pages, as gems of insight turn up along the way. It is a story of hope and redemption, and a beautiful request of each of us to let our light shine brightly.” ~Kimberly Raadt Higgins (Amazon Review)

“On a personal level, I can relate to Grace in so many ways. As I read, a lot of memories and feelings from my teenage and young adult years have come flooding back, some a little painful, others fun and exciting, even hopeful. Yet it also has me contemplating where I am today as a middle-aged adult; am I who I thought I would be, who I want to be?” ~N.J. Collar (Amazon Review)

“The plot is masterfully drawn and keeps the reader guessing until the end. This book tells the story of the fight between good and evil in a young woman’s life. It is brilliant in its use of humor and emotion to draw the reader into the characters.” J. Pitts (Amazon and Goodreads)

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On thirty-nine Senior scrolls, the Headmaster of author, Lisa C. Temple’s, small, private school wrote “Good Luck and best wishes for a prosperous future!” On the fortieth and final scroll, which was Temple’s, the Headmaster penned the words, “Lisa, I can’t wait to see to what use you put your unusual talents!” Temple spent the next 30 years trying to assuage her former leader’s curiosity – and her own.

She sold BMWs in her hometown of Montgomery, Alabama, and hillbillies (as a booking agent) in Nashville, Tennessee. In an effort to escape the enforced servitude of the Junior League, she even attended and was graduated from law school and passed the Alabama State Bar exam in 2002. Through it all, she battled problems and illnesses, many of her own making. But, it wasn’t until her father – her hero – was diagnosed with Lou Gehrig’s Disease (ALS), that Temple found her true calling – the “talent” that she finds joy in putting to use.

“Illuminating Gracie,” is loosely autobiographical and born from a desire to, if only, metaphorically right the wrongs of Temple’s own past. It tells the story of a miserable old woman who is given the opportunity – by an angel – to go back in time and help the young girl she once was become the woman she should have been. “Illuminating Gracie,” is the first book in a four-book series. The second book, “Instigating Gracie,” is due for release in December 2013.

Temple laughs when saying she has a loving and complicated husband she deserves, and a wonderful son and two loving stepchildren that she does not. She also shares her life with her beloved pets: Pomeranian, Phebe; Bordernese, Flash; and Tabby cat, MInx.

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