An Imperfect Journey to The Promised Land by @GingerCastro14 #bookreview #memoir #women

Title: An Imperfect Journey to The Promised Land (Ginger Esperanza Castro’s Journey Book 1)

Author: Ginger Castro

Genre: Memoir, Self-Improvement, Women


Book Blurb:

In “An Imperfect Journey to The Promised Land” I share my private journal entries dating from December 25, 2010 until June 2014. This is the first book of my “Ginger Esperanza Castro’s Journey” series I’m working on.


My Review:

A book that can be uplifting at one moment and sombre in others and even laugh out loud funny in some places.  The amazing part is that this isn’t fiction; this is one person’s life!  It takes courage to open up one’s soul for the world to see and I commend the author for her bravery.  I hope the book helped the author heal and I hope its message of never giving up reaches other people too.


The issues I had with the book were purely technical.  It could use a little tighter editing and the ending was very abrupt.  It really leaves the reader wanting to know what happens next…


A tough read but one that is very worthwhile.  This book makes the reader reflect on their own life with a bit more understanding about what life is.



My Rating:  3.75 stars


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Author Biography:

Ginger Esperanza Castro is fun-loving, eccentric, a loyal friend, responsible when she feels like it, and dependable. She loves cooking, baking, swimming, and music. She lives in Edinburg, Texas.


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Reviewed by: Mr. N

Invitation to Join the League of Heroes (Capes Not Included) #inspiration #motivation #WednesdayWisdom


Are you a hero?

Superheroes are all around you and contrary to DC and Marvel Comics, you don’t need to have an accident to become a superhero.

You are a Superhero if…

you support equal rights

you spread kindness

you help those less fortunate

you change the life of just one person

Together we can change the world because we are all superheroes.

Join us, the Kindness League of Extraordinary People!!!!


The Keeper @Crossing_Realms by Rebecca E. Neely #EntertoWin #ParanormalRomance



THE CROSSING REALM SERIES – Sacrifice or salvation? A chosen psychic few may be both. As the city’s Keepers battle Betrayers to save the human race, all’s not fair in love and war.




by Rebecca E. Neely

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing



Nick Geary, jaded clan leader of human guardians, the Keepers, is doomed to love a human woman who’s forgotten him, time after time, for thirteen years: Libby Klink, a skittish accountant who’s as terrified of her recent and strange intuitions as she is of her mundane existence.


When Nick is ordered by the clan’s guiding force to seek Libby’s help in defending the clan against enemy Betrayers, romance sizzles as the pair forms an unlikely alliance in their desperate search to discover the key to the clan’s salvation—which Libby alone holds.


But a haunting secret could cost Nick everything, and in a race against time, both will be forced to choose between their hearts and duty. Can their love, and the clan survive, or will the very forces that drew them together ultimately destroy them?




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Gruffly he added, “The Watchers haven’t transmitted any Compulsions since Dev died. Until this morning. The Betrayers weren’t expecting it. I’m hoping that buys us some time.”

The Mustang ahead of him idled forward, and he gained painstaking inches. Still he waited, shifting in his seat, analyzing their situation.

Behind them, metal crashed into metal.

Libby screamed.

They jolted forward, their seatbelts locking them down as his truck lurched and skidded to the left.

“What the hell?” Nick twisted in his seat to see out the rear window.

Its front end wedged under his bumper, a Subaru station wagon sat motionless, steam hissing from its hood. A woman, black braids swinging in time with her steps, stalked past Libby’s window brandishing what looked like a hunting knife. “You cut me off two miles ago!” she yelled. She jammed it into one of the Mustang’s tires. “You’re gonna pay!”

Libby clutched the seat belt. “Road rage. Holy shit.”

“It’s not normal,” Nick muttered.

“What do you mean?” She blinked owlishly from behind her glasses. “You haven’t seen road rage in your line of work?”

“That’s not what concerns me. Hold on.” He jerked the wheel to the left. Glass cracked. Metal shrieked.

Libby gripped the ‘oh shit’ bar. “What are you doing?”

“Making our own lane. It’s time we moved on.”

The flagman waved wildly. Gunning it, he angled around the Mustang and flattened a trio of cones, clearing the way. He hit the gas, and the truck leapt up and over the median strip. He jammed on the brakes, waited until an eighteen wheeler passed, its horn blaring. Flooring it, he roared across two lanes of traffic. Cars swerved. Horns blasted. His adrenaline still pumping, he eased off the gas and fell in behind an SUV.

He glanced at Libby. “You can open your eyes now.”

She cracked one lid. “Where are we going?”

“Across town. Pittsburgh is the ‘City of Bridges.’ It’s out of our way, but it’ll get us there.”

She threw up a hand. “You want to tell me what that was all about?”

“No.” So much for buying time. “We have to get to the network.”

“You’re a guardian of humans. Shouldn’t you do something?”

He shook his head. “Can’t right now.”

“Betrayers?” She’d wrapped her arms around herself.

He glanced in his side view mirror as they passed the car in front of them. “No.”

“Well, what do they look like?”

Nick shelved his fears. She needed to know. And he needed to tell her. “Like you and me. And like Keepers, they’re as close to human as you can get. They’re everywhere our clans are. Except their groups are called broods.”

“How do you know they’re after you?”

All his grief, all his sorrow rose up and grabbed hold. “It’s like the air is suddenly stale,” he ground out. “Fear, angst, dread surrounds you, as thick as cobwebs.” He wiped a hand over his mouth. “That’s how.”


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A sucker for a happy ending, Rebecca strives to write the kind of stories she loves to read—gritty, suspenseful and featuring authentic, edgy and vulnerable characters, smack dab in the middle of action that explodes from page one.


With music, books and laughter as constant companions, she grew up working, cooking and eating in the family’s restaurant business. A certified book and hoagie junkie, she thrives on live music, mysteries and the outdoors.


Careers, past and present, include freelance writing, accounting, mother, problem solver, doer and head bottle washer.


Rebecca is a member of Three Rivers Romance Writers (TRRW), a PAN member of Romance Writers of America (RWA), and is proud to serve as a judge for several writing contests each year.



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The Phoenix Syndrome by Claire Gem @GemWriter + #EntertoWin Amazon GC #Romance #MFRWAuthor



Title:    The Phoenix Syndrome

Author:    Claire Gem

Genre:     Contemporary Romance/Women’s Fiction

Publisher:  Erato Publishing


Book Blurb:

Turning forty, for lab technician Lannie Marvin, is rough. It’s the day she discovers her husband is leaving her for a younger “soulmate.” At work, a crazed mouse brutally bites her. Then Lannie goes a little crazy, too.

Seems she’s recently developed a serious crush on the drummer of her son’s favorite heavy metal band. Waking up to her husband’s empty closet, her finger still throbbing from the mouse bite, Lannie snaps. Under the ruse of a shopping trip, Lannie kidnaps her sister-in-law/best friend and heads toward Bethel, New York – the site of the original Woodstock concert.

Just so happens Dreamwish is playing a concert there, and Lannie managed to procure the pair of tickets her son won but couldn’t use.

Tristan Allard, the band’s drummer, holds this breast cancer benefit every year in memory of his late wife. The musician is beginning to doubt his ability to write the band’s music without his wife’s inspiration – she was also his muse. Plus, he’s damn lonely. So when a sexually charged, extremely attractive, slightly older woman literally plows into him at the backstage reception, Tristan is ready to learn more about her – and her long-buried interest in musical composition.

The two head off for a wild ride of a weekend, but reality boomerangs way too soon. Tristan is headed back to the UK to audition his next album’s scores. And for Lannie, an elevated libido isn’t the only side-effect of that experimental drug.

Lannie soon discovers the treated mice are going deaf.



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But then there was the drummer. If not for the overhead monitors panning in for close-ups during the performance, I might never have known he existed. What a travesty that would have been.

In a word, he was . . . magnificent. He sat like a king on his throne at the elevated rear of the stage, sparkling silver-flake drums surrounding him like loyal minions. The monitor directly over our seats focused on him often, so close and so clear I could see the sweat glistening on sculpted upper arms, bare beneath a black muscle shirt stretched taut across a broad chest. Some sort of ink crawled over one bicep. A black-and-white paisley bandanna covered most of his head, but long, dark curls framed his face and clung damp against his neck. His facial hair, limited to a sparse mustache and goatee, was chocolate brown. I indulged in the fantasy that his eyes were that same sweet, smoldering color.

His passion for his work was palpable. Hands flying, head bobbing, he was completely engrossed, as if the music were a drug he was tripping on. His hooded eyes gave him the look of a sleepy lover, but when he did open them, I could swear he was gazing directly at me.

Looking back on that night, I can’t be sure how long we’d sat there before I fixated on my drummer boy. The music, which at first grated on my senses as way too loud and completely discordant, gradually began to permeate my brain. Before long, my bare toes started tapping against the carpeted floor. I freed one hand from my cup of wine to pat my thigh in time with the music. When my head began to bob, almost of its own accord, I smiled.

Ah, now I know why they call progressive metal fans head bangers.


We were climbing into my brother’s SUV, Paul at the wheel with Jeri and Jay next to him in the front. I sat squashed between my husband and son in the back.

“So, what did you guys do for all that time?” Ryan asked.

“We saw Dreamwish,” Paul piped up from the front, sounding as though his statement actually made sense.

“You saw our concert? You guys?” Jay sputtered through his laughter.

I opened my eyes to find my son staring at me in much the same way Jeri had been earlier.

“How’d you like it, Mom?” Ryan asked in a slight singsong of ridicule, which I chose to ignore.

I hesitated, clearing my throat. “The music is . . . different,” I said.

I caught my brother watching me in the rearview mirror. He was wearing an impish grin. “It’s true, Ryan,” he said. “For a while there, we were afraid your mother might run off with one of the roadies.”

“To hell with the roadies,” I snapped. “If I run off, it will definitely be with the yummy drummer.”


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Claire writes intensely emotional romantic novels. Her vision is to transport her readers into another place and time, creating characters so real, readers miss them when they reach The End. Her heroes are hot, & her heroines strong and brave: a combination producing the spark to fan the flames of your most intense romantic fantasies. Claire’s characters are human, just like you & me. They make mistakes, they get clumsy sometimes, & they’re not too proud to laugh at themselves & each other.


The keyword here is EMOTION. Big on the Sigh factor, Claire’s stories aim to hit you straight in the heart and leave you smiling through happy tears.


She writes in two genres: romance w/a ghostly twist, and sexy contemporary. Claire’s books are like a thrill ride at a theme park. Whether it’s spooky-scary, angst-ridden relationships filled with gut-wrenching turmoil, silly chuckle moments, or hot-flash-inducing sex, Claire guarantees to take you on an emotionally intense romantic journey.


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The Greatest Danger for Us is that Our Aim is Too Low #DreamBig #Inspiration #TuesdayMotivation

Dream High

Are your dreams high enough?

Make sure your dreams are high enough.” I can still hear my grandfather’s voice in my head.

So many times, we don’t reach for the stars. We settle for reaching for the remote. Okay, all joking aside, when we dream (or set goals), we need to make them seem unattainable. Why? So we can push ourselves harder than ever before.

I never thought in my wildest dreams that I would be a successful published author, book promoter and entrepreneur. Sure, my dream was to publish a book and become an author. But I never thought I would launch a business while still writing. It’s mind-blowing!

My grandfather knew I could do it and pushed me to keep following my dreams. Thanks Bumps.🙂

Are your dreams high enough or are they low?

The greater danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it.

Aim high!!!

🙂 MRS N🙂

Once Upon a Haunted Castle by @RuthACasie and 4 Authors #bookreview #Highland #Romance



Title: Once Upon a Haunted Castle

Author: Eliza Knight, Kathryn LeVeque, Terri Brisbin, Madeline Martin, Ruth A. Casie

Genre: Historical Fantasy, Scottish, Highlander,


Book Blurb:

Welcome to the Highlands and Islands of Scotland where ghosts inhabit haunted castles and can even help out forbidden lovers when they wish. Here are five original novellas from bestselling and award-winning authors Kathryn LeVeque, Eliza Knight, Terri Brisbin, Madeline Martin and Ruth A. Casie that will take you to some of their favorite castles to meet their favorite ghosts.

In Eliza Knight’s LAIRD OF SHADOWS, a decade old vow and an attack of Vikings brings Lady Elle Cam’béal to Dunstaffnage Castle seeking the help of the new, handsome, provocative laird with a beastly temper—Beiste MacDougall. As battles and treachery rain down upon them, Beiste and Elle find an unlikely ally in a ghost, and discover that a few stolen moments of passion can bring light from the shadows…

In Kathryn Le Veque’s DEEP INTO DARKNESS, Findlater Castle in the Scottish Highlands becomes a place of mystery and doom for Jamison Munro and his wife, Havilland. Traveling across the highlands one dark and stormy night, they stumble upon a lonely Host in Findlater Castle, a pathetic soul waiting for his wife to return to him. It is a terrible tale of a tragic love story that the Host tells the travelers but when Havilland becomes curious about mysterious tapping sounds that go on in the middle of the night, she soon realizes the danger that she and her husband are in. It becomes a race against time for Havilland to free a trapped spirit and save both their lives in the process.

In Terri Brisbin’s UPON A MISTY SKYE, Alexander MacDonald and Isabel MacLeod were not supposed to meet or fall in love or marry. Now that they have, both of their parents plan to separate them, by any means possible. But the ghost of Duntulm Castle has other plans for the forbidden lovers and those who stand in the way of true love.

In Madeline Martin’s A GHOSTLY TALE OF FORBIDDEN LOVE, Gavin MacDuff is a laird with a cruel and bitter aunt he’s sworn to protect. Senara is the new lady’s maid at Castle of Park and has sacrificed everything for the betterment of her family. Their paths tangle and lead to a road of hidden longing and secret passion – all of which is threatened by the power of one ghost who is fixed on revenge.

In Ruth A. Casie’s THE MAXWELL GHOST, traitors, deception, murders and ghosts run rampant at Caerlaverock Castle. Jamie Collins, a man of reality not magic, serves Lord Herbert in exchange for his own farm.  Laura Reynolds, the Herbert’s distant cousin comes to the castle to solve the murders and put the ghost to rest. The two, long-time friends find their destinies intertwined with hidden passions, but all is in jeopardy when Laura becomes the murderer’s next target. Jamie will find he needs some ghostly assistance to save Laura and declare his love.


My Review:

I’m a big fan of Ruth A. Casie and when she revealed she’s a part of this boxset, I was thrilled to read it. Just imagine: blending ghosts/spirits with Highland Romance from five of today’s bestselling authors. I was familiar with Casie but had not had the pleasure of reading the other authors. Here’s my short review for each story:

LAIRD OF SHADOWS – Vikings attack and Lady Elle has no choice but to seek sanctuary at Dunstaffnage Castle. Beiste, the new laird, is gruff and has a horrid temper but Elle can’t resist those haunting eyes of his. War is at their doorstep and deception surrounds Beiste and Elle like a thick fog. Can Beiste find Elle’s brother before it’s too late and can Elle trust her heart when it comes to love? A brilliant, sweeping Highland Romance that I didn’t want to end.


DEEP INTO DARKNESS – A new take on Poe’s classic poem, The Raven. A couple seeks refuge away from the storm at what appears to be a deserted castle. But all is not as it appears and Havilland must release the spirits or else she and her husband will become doomed, like the rest who have visited Findlater Castle. A spooky, intense ghost story that even Poe would find intriguing.


UPON A MISTY SKYE – A forbidden love by warring families is at the center of this story and I found myself comparing it to Romeo and Juliet. Two fathers separating this destined couple for their own gain and when it seems hopeless, a ghost becomes the couple’s best ally. A gritty, Medieval romance I enjoyed. A hair dark but you’ll love the historical accuracy.


A GHOSTLY TALE OF FORBIDDEN LOVE – Continuing on with the forbidden love theme, this tale has a laird and a maid falling in love. They both know it’s not proper but can’t help themselves. But when a ghost seeks revenge, Gavin must choose who he loves most. There’s plenty to like in this story but my favorite character in this story is Senara.


THE MAXWELL GHOST – Long-time friends Jamie and Laura team up to solve a double-murder. Jamie is a man of logic and doesn’t believe in ghosts, no matter what the residents of Caerlaverock Castle say. Laura believes in her gift and when her cousin, Lord Herbert, asks for assistance, she goes on behalf of her mother. Sparks fly between Jamie and Laura but both Laura and Jamie keep their feelings secret. It’s only when Laura’s life is in jeopardy does Jamie see the truth about his burning love for her and the identity of the murderer. This is a prequel to Casie’s The Guardian’s Witch (which I highly recommend). Casie sucked me in from the first paragraph and I actually cried out when it ended. I want more! Jamie is my favorite character in this story.


Favorite Quote from The Maxwell Ghost:

“How. Dare. You. Stop. Me.” She spat out each word. The men were silent, like reprimanded schoolboys. “I’ll make sure to tell my father how Lord Bryce takes liberties with Glen Kirk property or should I tell him a Ravencroft patrol lost their way in the forest and I needed to provide them with directions?”

Scarlet stains appeared on the leader’s cheek. Laura was aware of the enemy she’d made, but with good cause. The Mitchell men looked at each other, not knowing what to do.


My Rating:  5 stars


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RUTH A. CASIE is an author of swashbuckling action-adventure time-travel romance about strong empowered women and the men who deserve them, endearing flaws and all. Her Druid Knight novels have both finaled in the NJRW Golden Leaf contest. Ruth also writes contemporary romance with enough action to keep you turning pages. She lives in New Jersey with her husband, three empty bedrooms and a growing number of incomplete counted cross-stitch projects. Before she found her voice, she was a speech therapist (pun intended), client liaison for a corrugated manufacturer, and international bank product and marketing manager, but her favorite job is the one she’s doing now—writing romance.


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Irreverent Look at a Cooking Network Whose Stars are Creatures of the Night… #bookreview #IARTG

Wicked Palate series by Cadence Denton is an irreverent look at a Cooking Network whose stars are creatures of the night…


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Title: Midnight Delight (Wicked Palate Book 1)

Author: Cadence Denton

Genre: Paranormal Romance, Cozy Mystery, Vampire

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Book Blurb:

Call me Contessa. Forget my name, you couldn’t pronounce it. I’m a professional chef—actually, I’m the LeBron James of chefs. Bobby Flay, Gordon Ramsay even Julia Childs have all been my students, and that’s just a few. I’ve probably forgotten more about the culinary arts than any chef alive has learned. I was in the thick of things when today’s conventional culinary techniques were first being developed. You ever used the three basic steps in dicing an onion? Prego. That was me. Ever heard of clarified butter? Bingo. Me again.

How can that be? I was born in Genoa, Italy in the year of our Lord 1642. That’s right. I’m an Eternal, a creature of darkness, a vampire…and I’m obsessed by what I cannot eat. Food.

Ironically, I’m the star of my very own cooking show on the Foodie Culinary Channel. My dream job! Where I get to create the recipes I adore and share them with my audience and one lucky dinner guest. Which is where my troubles began. And will end.

I was caught partaking the red jungle juice from the neck of my dinner date. I was threatened, attacked with Holy water, and finally blackmailed by my mild-mannered joke of an Associate Producer. As it turns out, she isn’t so mild-mannered.

Now I have two choices: turn her into a child of darkness or risk exposure to the human world.

I’m thinking there’s a third choice. His name is Rocco Guadagnino.

Midnight Delight is Book 1 in the Wicked Palate series.


My Review:

Take one witty female celebrity chef who happens to be a vampire, mix in a snarky annoying human bent on becoming eternal, a drool-worthy supernatural assassin who makes Brad Pitt look like a geek, a huge threat to the Shadowlands creatures, not to mention glorious food and you’ve got a five-star delight.

Imagine if you were a vampire and what you lusted after was the one thing you couldn’t have. Not that, readers. I’m talking about food. Contessa loves food and she is one talented chef. She’s one of the uber-famous chefs on television (think Bobby Flay) and everyone loves her. Everyone that is, except her associate producer.

Contessa is backed into a corner with her fangs exposed and she doesn’t know what to do. She seeks the guidance of her friend who reluctantly gives her the number of an assassin, a vampire killer. One look at him and she melts.

Now, Contessa is having second thoughts about suicide and falling hard for Rocco, the man she hired to kill her. Will she follow her heart and realize that life is sweet or will death be her only alternative?

I adored this book! It’s a quick read and more addictive than my husband’s four-meat marinara. Fast-paced, quirky dialogue and a sweet paranormal romance, Midnight Delight will delight your reading taste buds. I can’t wait to read the next installment in the series!


Favorite Character:

Contessa. I loved everything about her from her flair in front of the camera to her pleading with Rocco to kill her. Her thoughts range from the completely insane to loveable and sometimes in the same sentence. I loved how real she is and she reminded me a little of Darla from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. She’s a vampire with a serious problem and no solution in sight. I hope the author writes more books featuring Contessa.


Favorite Quote:

His blood flooded my mouth and silenced the howling emptiness in my middle. I savored the taste. After all, John J.’ s blood was infused with the spices I’d used in my dishes. How can that be, you ask? I don’t precisely know, but like that smoked water thing an award winning British chef developed a few years back, when the right person ingests the correct spices and seasonings, voila! You have gourmet blood fit for the most discriminating vampire. ~Contessa


My Rating: 5 stars


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Hungry Like A Wolf


Title: Hungry Like the Wolf (Wicked Palate Book 2)

Author: Cadence Denton

Genre: Paranormal Romance, Cozy Mystery, Werewolves


Book Blurb:

With her racist rant going viral, Foodie Network star, Marla Sheen aka America’s favorite grandmother, was having a bad week. Marla didn’t know what the fuss was about. She’d only spoken the truth—humans are inferior to lupo manaren. The problem is the human world knows nothing about werewolves, red drinkers, or any of the other Shadowlands citizens. When her attempts at damage control blow up in her face, she decides that appearing on the Dr. Bill show may not have been the best move, but hey, what else can possibly go wrong?


A whole lot as it happens.


The Captain, her mate and co-Alpha, is challenged for pack leadership by a much younger male and winds up in the hospital. A prickly wizard is sent in by the Shadowlands Congress to make certain Marla doesn’t out the supernatural community, and a man-stealing Jezebel of an ex-best friend shows up at her door. And that’s just the beginning.


When Marla turns to her friend, Contessa, for help, she discovers the Contessa is a continent away and has troubles of her own.


Hungry Like the Wolf is Book 2 in the Wicked Palate series.


My Review:

Marla Sheen has it all: she’s America’s Favorite Nana Chef (Ahem, Paula Deen resemblance), that is until she’s recorded uttering racist comments about a rival chef. She’s no racist, by the way, her words were about the human race not skin color of the chef who stole an award from under her nose. What the world doesn’t know is that Marla’s an Alpha Werewolf and she just exposed her race to the world. Suddenly, the spotlight is very bright and everyone’s a critic.

Her mate, The Captain, gets challenged by his illegitimate son and in the most inopportune time, The Captain has a heart attack. The Council rules that The Captain must still fight, even though he’s still recovering from heart surgery or forfeit. Marla’s only concern is her mate’s health; he’s all that matters.

Marla’s ex-best friend ramps up some revenge and Marla’s temper gets the better of her. She’s in hot water and her only ally, Contessa, is in Italy working through her own problems. Marla must deal with everything or else The Captain will be executed.

I loved book one in this series and couldn’t wait to read this one. I loved Marla, from her inner dialogue to her ability to get into hot water faster than you can howl, and she kept me turning the pages. I loved getting a glimpse into the life of an Alpha female in a mostly-male wolf pack. She’s so colorful, she springs off the page. I laughed out loud in several spots.

What I didn’t care for was all the issues Marla had to deal with. The bad guys got the better of her time and time again. It’s probably only me but I prefer a few issues then the good guys/gals win. Just when I think Marla won, she’s hit with another battle.

The pacing, character development and writing were superb! This is another gem by Cadence and I can’t wait to read the next installment. If you like Kelly Armstrong’s Bitten series, you’ll love this one!


Favorite Character:

Marla. I loved her wise-crackin’ tell-it-like-it-is-and-you-better-not-mess-with-me attitude and her fierce love of her beloved, The Captain. I’m used to reading about male werewolves and it was refreshing hearing about life as an Alpha from the female point of view. Marla reminds me of Paula Deen and her temper gets the better of her at times. She had to deal with a lot in this story but no matter what was going on, she persevered. I want more stories with her in it.


Favorite Quote:

“Bloody moon, why had the Captain let his little head control his big head? Dammit all, must men always be ruled by their ding-dongs?” ~Marla


My Rating: 4 stars


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I’m an odd mixture of one part dreamer, one part realist, and two parts stubborn–which can be a positive thing if you’re a writer. Not content to write in just one genre, I write dark paranormal romance, time travel, light science fiction, romantic comedy, and gritty romantic thrillers. Told you I was stubborn (that and a little crazy!). Besides, doing the same thing day after day can become boring and we can do with a little less boring, right?


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Ky (In the Company of Snipers Book 13) by @irishwinters1 #MilitaryRomance #Romance


Title: Ky (In the Company of Snipers Book 13)

Author: Irish Winters

Genre: Military Suspense Romance

Publisher: Windy Days Press


Book Blurb:

TEAM Agent Ky Winchester survived a brutal encounter with a Taliban madman only because of a woman with green eyes, an angel he thought he’d dreamed in the depths of torment. She came to him in that far off torture chamber, cloaked in the tender magic of hope, and because of her, he was willing to believe he might survive his nightmare. It’s too bad he never thought to ask her name. Too bad he’ll spend the rest of his days searching for her.

Whoever she is…

FBI Agent Eden Stark is the Bureau’s number one and very top-secret psychic asset. While running from a different kind of madman, this one intent on mechanizing America’s military, turning them into controllable drones, Eden’s plane goes down in the frigid Canadian north. It’s very probable she won’t survive the night. Two meched-up FBI agents are already tracking her. Maybe wolves.

Maybe someone else…


More about the In the Company of Snipers series from the Author:

This series revolves around ex-Marine scout sniper, Alex Stewart, and his covert surveillance company, The TEAM, home-based out of Alexandria, Virginia. An obsessive patriot and workaholic, he created the company to give ex-military snipers like him a chance at returning to civilian life, a chance at normal, with a decent job.


This is not a serial with each book ending at a cliffhanger. I wouldn’t do that to you. I hate cliffhangers! In the Company of Snipers is a collection of passionate love stories involving strong men and women who are tough enough to take on the world alone. Each is a stand-alone read, complete in itself.


Spoiler alert: Every story contains adult scenes including sexual situations (some explicit), language, and violence. I don’t write sweet romance, so be forewarned.


Book 1, ALEX, reveals how The TEAM came to be, as well as how Alex met Kelsey, how they fell in love and fought all odds to stay together. Each of the following books is a complete romance in itself where, in the course of an active TEAM operation, one agent comes face to face with his or her demons. The men and women I write about are all patriots and warriors, dealing with what they’ve lived through or the mistakes they’ve made.


It’s my hope that you’ll come to realize, along with my heroes, that Love Changes Everything…



The cold solved her perspiration problem. She shivered, but didn’t stop struggling with each step.


Still pulling. Still—argh. My arms are killing me. “I. Can. Do. This!”


Her voice sounded shrill and slightly hysterical in the whisper of the quiet pines. So be it. She’d been slightly hysterical before. Certain times required hysteria, maybe dementia. Maybe even outright crazy, the way this day had gone. Surely the day you fell out of the sky demanded a scream at all the crazy gods who let it happen, right?


But screaming would only burn energy she couldn’t afford to waste, and she knew better. Besides, it reminded her of the day her father had left. Make that, deserted. She’d screamed plenty when that happened, her heart torn out of her at Drake Franklin’s ultimate betrayal to his child. What good had  screaming, ‘Daddy. Don’t go. Daddy, please. Don’t leave me!’ done?


Nothing. Drake Franklin hadn’t even looked back—just said he’d had enough of all the bullshit and walked out of her life. Left Casey Franklin and her seven-year-old daughter, Eden, without a car or a dollar to their names.


Eden grew up fast, believing every word her mother taught her. Who wouldn’t believe the woman who worked her heart out to support her child? The wise woman who taught her: Where there’s a will, there’s a way. Never give up. Work your heart out and your heart will steer you true. Stuff like: I do believe. I do believe. I do. I do. I do.


Young Eden became a positive-thinker out of necessity—a glass is half-full kind of a girl. She believed in the inherent goodness of people. It worked until the day an illegal immigrant had broadsided her mother’s rattletrap of a twenty-year-old Honda Prelude in rush-hour traffic in the middle of Podunk Boise, Idaho, and left her dead at the scene. How a guy with no insurance and no driver’s license got released from jail on his own recognizance in time to flee south of the border made no sense to a fifteen-year-old girl without a friend or a relative in the world.


One of her mother’s girlfriends took her in. Eden legally rejected her father when he didn’t step forward to claim her. She assumed her mother’s maiden name, Stark. Life went on.


But nothing had hurt as bad as standing alone at Casey’s grave telling her mother goodbye for the last time. Unless you factored in Eden’s dumb-butt, seventeen-year-old boyfriend, Stan’s, betrayal with that hooker waitress at Denny’s the day after the funeral. Stan claimed he only hooked up with her because he was lonely. The ass didn’t have a clue what lonely was. The one day that Eden could’ve used a real friend, all she got was another rude awakening. Guys lie. Guys cheat. Guys only think about themselves and that puny, little thing dangling between their legs.


“I sure know how to pick ’em,” she told the bundle sliding quietly along behind her.


Night threatened in black and blue shadows at the edge of the sky she could no longer see. Too many tall, bushy trees obstructed her view. Pines, every last one of them. She used to love the lacy, elegant Noble pines when decorated with snow and glistening icicles the way these were. Pines always reminded her of tinsel and Christmas, one of the few good holidays left in the world. Not anymore. These Nutcracker Suite bad boys just might be the death of her, which could be a good thing in the long run. Freezing to death seemed a better way to go than a double tap to the cranium, her brains spilled out for the wildlife to sample. An Eden buffet. Hmmm.


She blew out a deep breath of frosty air and staggered on. Even gliding over snow-covered ground, her load was a heavy one. Ten feet to go. Then five. Then I can rest and maybe this

headache will stop.


At last Eden dropped to her knees, sure she’d done the best she could. This was the only bare patch of earth within dragging distance, sheltered beneath the fan-like branches of a densely packed stand of evergreens. It almost seemed serene, this spot. Serene and surreal. A little reverent. Sacred even. But mostly— diggable, if that was even a word.


Yes. It would do. A single shaft of the weak winter sunlight fell across her snow-dusted boots. A brave little bird flitted in the chilly branches overhead, but it didn’t sing. Didn’t even chirp. What the heck did birds have to sing about in the frozen north?


She took a moment to catch her breath, but ended the break before her limbs had the chance to seize from exhaustion or her backside from the cold. This next chore would be harder. She still had to bury the body.


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The wife of one handsome husband and the mother of three perfect sons, Irish divides her time between writing at home and travelling the country with her man while – writing. (Seriously, what else?)

She believes in making every day count for something and follows the wise admonition of her mother to, “Look out the window and see something!”

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Storm Crazy Bonus Edition (Books 1&2) by @LiviaQuinn #ASMSG #IARTG #TuesdayBookBlog



Title:       Storm Crazy Bonus Edition (Storm Crazy and Cry Me a River)(Books 1&2)

Author:    Livia Quinn

Genre:      Southern Paranormal Cozy Mystery

Publisher:  Campbell Hill Publishing


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Welcome to Destiny, or I should say Middle Earth…


Jack Lang, sheriff, ex-Navy pilot. To say Destiny was not what I expected would be like saying Wolverine’s fingernails were long enough for a manicure. I’d been looking for Mayberry, a quaint little safe town to raise my daughter. Not That ship sailed when I met Tempest Pomeroy, who turned out to be a storm witch with a djinni brother and an ex who was… hell, I don’t know what he is. But I wasn’t sure I could stay. I had a teenage daughter to consider.


Tempe Pomeroy, Tempestaerie, mail lady, and as Jack likes to say, trouble magnet.  Isn’t it just like a man to exit a relationship when he finds out a woman’s got a few little secrets? Jack’s finally investigating my little brother’s disappearance but time is running out and our relationship’s gone from attraction to suspicion, support to friendship, romance to oh-my-god-get-away-from-me revulsion.


Jack’s an ex-Navy pilot. He says he wants to know “everything”. He may stick around, help me save my brother and discover the whereabouts of my parents, but I doubt he’ll still want to take me to the Mardi Gras ball, once he knows “everything”. He’ll probably take the first jet out of Middle Earth…there’s a lot of everything


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The chatter around us quieted suddenly. Montana and Jack looked over my shoulder.

Montana hissed behind me, a sound I’d never heard from her. “Mother of all the gods! Who is that?”

We turned as the elder at the door called out, “Conor de Sept-Flambe, Knight of his Majesty’s realm.”

Jack stiffened and muttered, “Which Majesty?”

“What realm?” I wondered aloud.

“Where’d he get those damn swords?” breathed Montana behind me. Leave it to a warrior goddess to appreciate and hone in on the most obvious feature of the newcomer’s costume.

The—it seemed lacking somehow to call him a man though he appeared to be, but I could see why both of them had reacted to the stranger.

He wore a beautiful black and red mask, which was slightly reptilian in design, strapped around his shoulder length black hair. He was shirtless and radiated danger with intricate red and black tattoos that resembled bat wings across his shoulders and triceps. He didn’t need a costume t-shirt with abs painted on it. The ridges of his torso indicated strength and discipline. Matching leather strips banded his bulging biceps and matched the jagged hemmed samurai pants floating about his muscular calves.

“Looks like someone left their video game on too long,” said Jack.

The Knight Flambe did indeed look like he’d walked straight from the Martial Arts/Samurai Assassin video game into the Grand Ball. His boots were exquisitely tooled silver and bronze, with a belt of the same metals, which glimmered flat against his lower abdomen. When he turned to hand his invitation to the elder there was a collective murmur and Jack made a low guttural sound.

Two long deadly looking gold and silver swords crisscrossed his back and seemed to shoot fire with each movement down their jagged twisting length. As he listened to the announcement, the knight’s hands, girded at the wrist in pewter, bronze and gold to the elbows, fisted and relaxed, making the tendons flex from elbow to chest. Whew!

Montana stood like a statue of a Valkyrie, her hands clenching and unclenching, piercing cobalt eyes locked on the figure dressed in precious metals, leather and a lot of bronzed skin. Menori reacted restlessly to the dark knight.

So did Jack. It was as if they were meeting as equals on some arena of war—not as I’d described him and Dylan—like dogs fighting over their Poodle. This was something elemental, as if they knew each other at their core. It lasted mere seconds but it was as if time during those few seconds amplified, expanded to push away all other sounds and only those of us who saw, felt, and understood, well, I didn’t understand except to know that something of impetus had passed between them.

Party sounds filtered in again from the other room and the Knight Flambe’ took three deliberate steps off the platform, glancing toward Montana and away. His sharp predatory gaze met each attendee briefly, making each person acknowledge his presence, like he was studying them one by one and simultaneously erasing himself from their minds. I shook my head. We’d had our share of supernaturals, but this powerful looking ‘soldier’, a sexy sword-wielding samurai warrior… it was a first.

The newcomer bowed and walked deliberately through the crowd, which parted like the Red Sea for the Israelites, to give him and his swords an unencumbered path to the bar. Montana devoured him with her eyes. She had not moved since he walked in the door. Interesting.

“Reckon that’s a costume? Or is he some kind of knight in shining armor?” I asked.

Jack said, “He doesn’t seem the type.”



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Love happens…when you least expect it. So does the weather. So magic in one form or another, and storms, are at the heart of most Livia Quinn books. A DC native who lives on the bayou in Louisiana, Livia has stored up a wealth of quirky stories from her jobs as a mail lady, sales person, plant manager and small business owner that she’s anxious to share with her readers.


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Feel Your Heart Beating and Remember Your Purpose #inspiration #MondayBlogs #MondayMotivation


Place your hand over your heart.

Feel that?

That’s called purpose.

You’re alive for a reason.

Don’t give up.



Shopping for an Heir by Julia Kent @jkentauthor #Romance #EntertoWin #BookBoost

Shopping for an Heir
Julia Kent
(Shopping for a Billionaire #10)
Publication date: September 20th 2016
Genres: Adult, Romance

Gerald Wright works for billionaires. He never imagined he’d become one.

The former Navy Seal is a chauffeur by day, artist by night, so when hotter-than-ever ex-fiancée Suzanne Dayton interrupts his nude model sculpting class to serve him with inheritance paperwork from a man he’s never heard of, he assumes it’s a joke.

Turns out the joke’s on him. There’s just one catch. A big one.

And it might be Suzanne — in more ways than he ever dreamed.

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He smelled like home. Like love. Like promise and comfort, like passion and disbelief.

“What’s wrong?” he snapped, his face alternating between joy and anger. “Why are you here?”

Coming to her senses, she extracted the thick envelope from her brief bag, looking him square in the eye. “Legal matter. I’ve been instructed to deliver this to you.” She used remarkable restraint in not peering around Gerald to get more of an eyeful of Declan McCormick’s stately form.

Then again, Gerald was an impenetrable wall of muscle himself, not easily subverted. She’d need taller heels to peer around him. He did not move his palm from her arm, and his touch infused her, a deeply satisfying sense of connection slowly creeping along her skin, her breath quickening, his touch ringing bells inside her that had been dormant for a decade.

“What is it?”

“Read it. You’ll understand.” She turned on her heel and started to leave, shaking inside so hard she might trigger the New Madrid fault.

He glared at her. “What? That’s it? Ten years and that’s it?” He pulled back, breaking contact.

All her anxiety faded, like an antidote injected straight into the heart, his words kicking in, providing such clarity.

“Ten years you chose, Gerald,” she hissed, mouth curling, throat seizing. “You do not get to put this on me.” Grief flared in her, a burst like a fireball, and then it turned to the ash of anger, a light coat settling over every spare surface of her heart.

His eyebrows shot up, eyes gliding away, his nose twitching and mouth tightening as if holding back.

Squaring her shoulders, Suzanne decided to make this easy for him. God only knew why. “My law firm is handling the estate of deceased billionaire Harold Hopewell. You’ve been named in his will.” She tapped the thick envelope in his hand. “These papers explain everything.”

“Explain what?”

“You’re his heir. One of them, at least.”




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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men’s room toilet (and he isn’t a billionaire). She lives in New England with her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down

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The Dragon of Alsace Farm by @laurielclewis is a Touching Book #bookreview #RRBC #books



Title: The Dragons of Alsace Farm

Author: Laurie Lewis

Genre: Historical Fiction, Romance, Dementia


Book Blurb:

In need of his own redemption, Noah Carter finally confronts his childhood hero, the once-beloved uncle who betrayed him. Instead of vengeance, he offers forgiveness, also granting Uncle John a most curious request—for Noah to work on the ramshackle farm of Agnes Deveraux Keller, a French WWII survivor with dementia.


Despite all Agnes has lost, she still has much to teach Noah. But the pair’s unique friendship is threatened when Tayte, Agnes’s estranged granddaughter, arrives to claim a woman whose circumstances and abilities are far different from those of the grandmother she once knew.


Items hidden in Agnes’s attic raise painful questions about Tayte’s dead parents, steeling Tayte’s determination to save Agnes, even if it requires her to betray the very woman she came to save, and the secret her proud grandmother has guarded for seventy years.


The issue strains the fragile trust between Tayte and Noah, who now realizes Tayte is fighting her own secrets, her own dragons. Weighed down by past guilt and failures, he feels ill-equipped to help either woman, until he remembers Agnes’s lessons about courage and love. In order to save Agnes, the student must now become the teacher, helping Tayte heal—for Agnes’s sake, and for his.




My Review:

Everyone has their own dragons to slay yet many don’t realize love is the only weapon to defeat the dragons.


The Dragons of Alsace Farm by Laurie Lewis is a heart-wrenching story of love, loss, overcoming family secrets, dementia and forgiveness. Noah, Agnes and Tayte are the main characters in this moving story and I was instantly drawn to each of them. I related to them on a very personal level, which only added to the realism of the book.


Lewis grabs the reader with a smooth plot, complex characters and conflict, emotional tension, WWII historical background, a touching romance and a strong message. What really hit home for me was how Lewis so accurately portrayed how dementia strips away a person’s life, moment by moment.


If you’re a fan of Nicholas Sparks and looking for a poignant story, go right now and pick up The Dragons of Alsace Farm.


My Rating:  5 stars


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Laurie (L.C.) Lewis began her career under contract with Covenant Communications in 2004, moving to Walnut Springs Press in 2010, during which time she published seven books. “The Dragons of Alsace Farm,” her most recent release, which debuted in July 2016, was inspired by her family’s experiences supporting a loved one with dementia. She calls this book a four-year love project.


While Laurie Lewis is best known for her much celebrated historical fiction series, “Free Men and Dreamers,” she writes different genres under several pen names–general fiction as Laurie Lewis, historical fiction and suspense as L.C. Lewis, and she will be assuming another pen name for a pending romance novel she’s contracted for Gelato Books’ “Destination Billionaire’s Series.”


Laurie Lewis love to hear from her readers. “Thank you so much for visiting my author page and looking over my titles. Reviews are the best way to acknowledge a book you enjoy, so if you’re so inclined, please let others know how you felt about my books via Amazon, Goodreads, or shout out about my book on Facebook or Twitter. Feel free to mail me at . I love to chat! My official web site can be found at , and I hope you’ll stop by the newsletter link and sign up for news on projects and free books!


“Always remember love.”


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“Original Storyline” – A Sibling in Always by Ernest Gordon Taulbee #IARTG #fiction @gordtaul



Title: A Sibling in Always

Author: Ernest Gordon Taulbee

Genre: Literary Fiction


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When a severely deformed corpse lands on his embalming table, skilled mortician, Horace Carver is forced to confront his apathy towards life and the dark secrets hidden within himself, his family, and his hometown of Always, Indiana.

This engaging novel finds a depth that is often missing in many of today’s books. Laden with literary devices and allusions, including themes borrowed from ancient mythology, this book immerses itself into the broadened and modernizing Mid-Western culture of the late 1970’s to 2008, highlighting the prose with delicate harmonic overtones of the Near South.

The prose has the classic sensibilities with the poetic nuances and timing. It also uses tightly metered poetry that often serves as the reader’s guide while experiencing the novel.



What am I to make of you?

The one to whom I will speak

The nature of your design

I am beside of myself

I ask, do you have a name?

Tell me how you want to look

This chance is perfect for me.


It is perfect for you too.

We must have a way to go.

How shall we proceed, my friend?

What will I turn you into?

Someone is hiding in there.

I want to know your true name.

These years you waited to die.


Could there have been anything,

Only madness in the dark.

Darkness is in this light too,

And there are things you may lose.


Did you ever hold something?

You have ever felt possessed,

Since those who are never do.

(Madness is on this side too.)


I keep saying it is not routine. Dying that is. But neither is living in most cases. People have such a thing as an average life. There is a median income for American families. People have two kids on average. They buy cars and go to movies. They get their teeth pulled when they get old and they buy their grandkids Christmas presents. I know all this. I have seen the family pictures adorning the funeral home. Plucked from mantels and tables from around homes and placed around the coffin in the viewing room. Smiling faces. Cooked turkeys and full bellies. Happy people. I have never had that life, but I know it to be real. I see it time and time again throughout the years. A couple funerals a week: that is what we average. More than enough to keep the home afloat.


My uncle doesn’t live at the funeral home like I do — me in an efficiency apartment in the back of the home. Now our new employee is living in the apartment above the garage. I don’t know if he is paying rent or if it was just something he and Seth agreed to, that way Seth could pay him less money. I have no idea. I don’t get into the business. I know my skill and I do it well. I like the challenge of it sometimes. But as violent and dismembering as it is, I am rarely shocked at what I see. I know that people die in violent ways, and that is where I make my mark. It eases people to see the violence removed.


But no violence tonight. None.


Sometimes I like to think my uncle and I have come to a place of forced mutual respect. We have never operated on a familial level. It is a façade and it took until I was at least thirty to develop, but it is in place now. It is necessary for us to work together as we do. One of the points is we respect each other’s privacy. I never invite him into my home. He does not invite me to his, though I have seen if from the outside; a few miles from the funeral home. Not flashy, but elaborate. He makes the money in the place. He has been married for years, but I have only met his wife a few times. She doesn’t consider me family.


Nonetheless, we respect our mutual privacy. That is our way now. I began living in my apartment when I was young, almost immediately after my mother was committed (we stayed in the apartment above the garage when we lived together). In my twenties it was nothing for Seth to barge in unannounced and uninvited as if he owned the place. In actuality he did own the place, but it was mine in my head. We fought and argued. I threatened to quit the business dozens of times. Now I have my privacy, but tonight my uncle broke it.


I had never bothered to have the locks changed, so the key that sat unused on his chain still worked after years of idleness. I was in a deep sleep when he entered, so I did not hear him come into my apartment. He came into my small bedroom, and he turned on the lights.
“Horace, wake up! I need you!” he says loudly, but not yelling.


I sprang to my feet: scared and disoriented.


“What the hell are you doing in here?”


“I need your help,” he says.


“Get the f**k out!” I demand, but he doesn’t move. That is odd for me. I rarely use profanity. I did when I was younger, but I accidentally used foul language in front of a customer, and Seth berated me for it. Since then, I have removed it from my language, only letting it out in moments of intense frustration, like now, with my uncle standing in my room unannounced in the middle of the night.


“It’s business, Horace, get dressed. We have to go to a house on Ingersoll Street. It’s urgent.”


“What happened?” I ask.


“There has been a death,” he answers.


“What’s urgent about that?”


“The benefactor. The one from the other day with the old man. He has a death in the family and he called me to say it is urgent. He said for me attend to it, and he said to bring you.”


“Why me?”


“I have no idea, Horace. I don’t even know how he is aware you exist. Now get dressed and meet me at the hearse.”


“Should I get Mason to drive us?”


“The man didn’t ask me to bring Mason, he asked me to bring you. You’re wasting time. Get dressed and meet me at the car. Five minutes.”


With that, he leaves and I go to my closet. This may be my first middle-of-the-night call, but I know jeans and t-shirt won’t be the appropriate attire. Thankfully, my time spent in the business has afforded me the ability to collect some black suits. I hurriedly dress and make my way to the hearse, still adjusting my tie as I approach.



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Ernest Gordon Taulbee grew up in a small town in Eastern Kentucky called Salyersville. He received both a Bachelor’s and a Master’s degree from Eastern Kentucky University. Upon completing his MA he moved to Louisville — where he has lived most of his adult life.

Love of reading and writing has been a theme in his life. Through the decade and a half since he finished his MA, Mr. Taulbee has worked a variety of jobs, from populating a cubicle in a large corporation to making and selling mead. Throughout his whole life, writing has remained his singular professional and artistic passion.

He enjoys writing that is both entertaining as well as writing that borders on high art.

The thesis for his MA was the first 100 pages of a novel. He would complete that novel in the months after finishing his graduate degree. After additional months spent proofreading and editing, he submitted the manuscript to small publishing houses and select agents who considered literary fiction. The stacks of rejections letters became less painful, when he received an email from a small, art house, stating they would like to publish this novel. That joy was squashed about a month or so later, when the publishing company informed him an unexpected financial situation would cause the publishing house to close.

He would continue to write short stories and outline for longer works over the next few years, until he was struck with the idea for what would become his novel, A Sibling in Always, while waiting for the bus.

Once the manuscript was complete, he continued to write prose and to submit the novel for consideration by small houses and publications.

After a year and a half, he decided to join the do-it-yourself culture that had influenced much of the books, music, and art he had come to admire.
He believes that art, including fiction, is a vital part of society, so — if you are not going to produce it — appreciate it and try to improve it.

He currently (as was stated previously) lives in Louisville, Kentucky with his wife, Tina, and their two daughter.


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Do Yourself a Favor and be Grateful for Everything! #gratitude #grateful #inspiration


What are you grateful for?

I woke up this morning filled with gratitude. I have so many things/people I am grateful for. I started to giggle as I was getting ready this morning and looked a little bit like this little girl.

As I went to bed last night, I peeked at the stats of our new release, Poetry of Love: The Engagement Year. My mouth dropped as I saw our book listed at #17 on the Best-Selling Love and Erotica Poetry list. Amazon is also listing it as a Hot New Release. It hasn’t even been out for a full week.

I’m so grateful to those of you who bought/read our poetry book. THANK YOU!!!

I’m also grateful for:

Being alive


Roof over my head


Real Friends


My life

My job

MR N’s job

My online friends

Blogger friends


Let’s unleash gratitude and let it spread like a happy disease around the world!

So again I ask, what are you grateful for? Share in the comments below.

🙂 MRS N🙂

Inventive Classic #Literature Re-Imagined #Books on Friday Book Round-Up #FridayReads

Friday Book Round Up


Welcome to this week’s edition of Friday Book Round Up. I’ve just finished up reading a re-imagined of the Arabian Nights tales and it’s piqued my interest at other re-imagined classic literature. So, I popped over to Amazon and found these fascinating retellings. Are they any good? We’ll see. Check these out and let me know your thoughts on retelling classic literature:


Classics Reimagined, The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle (Author), Sophia Martineck (Illustrator)

The Classics Reimagined series is a library of stunning collector’s editions of classic novels illustrated by contemporary artists from around the world. Each artist offers his or her own unique, visual interpretation of the most well-loved, widely read, and avidly collected literature from renowned authors. From Grimm’s Fairy Tales to The Wonderful Wizard of Oz and from Edgar Allen Poe to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, art lovers and book collectors alike will not be able to resist owning the whole collection.


Award-winning artist Sophia Martineck takes readers on a journey to 221B Baker St. and the compelling stories of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes, through her luscious imagery. The stories take on a whole new meaning when accompanied by Martineck’s mystical, colorful interpretations. With this edition of the Classics Reimagined series, you’ll always solve the mystery of what to read!


Fraulein Frankenstein by Stephen Woodworth

Her fate has become lost in legends. Some say her creator destroyed her; others believe fearful villagers burned her alive. Now, the mate that Victor Frankenstein created for his monster reveals her true story, from her awakening on the slab in the scientist’s laboratory, through her tortured initiation into human society, to her desperate quest for a love of her own…even if she has to manufacture the lover she wants.


Oz Reimagined: New Tales from the Emerald City and Beyond by Galen Dara (Illustrator), John Joseph Adams


When L. Frank Baum introduced Dorothy and friends to the American public in 1900, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz became an instant, bestselling hit. Today the whimsical tale remains a cultural phenomenon that continues to spawn wildly popular books, movies, and musicals. Now, editors John Joseph Adams and Douglas Cohen have brought together leading fantasy writers such as Orson Scott Card and Seanan McGuire to create the ultimate anthology for Oz fans – and, really, any reader with an appetite for richly imagined worlds. Stories include:


Frank Baum’s son has the real experiences that his father later fictionalized in Orson Scott Card’s “Off to See the Emperor.”

Seanan McGuire’s “Emeralds to Emeralds, Dust to Dust” finds Dorothy grown up, bitter, and still living in Oz. And she has a murder to solve – assuming Ozma will stop interfering with her life long enough to let her do her job.

In “Blown Away,” Jane Yolen asks: What if Toto was dead and stuffed, Ozma was a circus freak, and everything you thought you knew as Oz was

really right here in Kansas?

“The Cobbler of Oz” by Jonathan Maberry explores a Winged Monkey with wings too small to let her fly. Her only chance to change that rests with

the Silver Slippers.

In Tad Williams’s futuristic “The Boy Detective of Oz,” Orlando investigates the corrupt Oz simulation of the Otherland network.

And more…

Some stories are dystopian…Some are dreamlike…All are undeniably Oz.


Includes stories by these authors:

Dale Bailey, Orson Scott Card, Rae Carson, David Farland, C.C. Finlay, Jeffrey Ford, Theodora Goss, Simon R. Green, Kat Howard, Ken Liu, Seanan McGuire, Jonathan Maberry, Rachel Swirsky, Robin Wasserman, Tad Williams, Jane Yolen


A Note On Suggested Reading Age: L. Frank Baum’s original Oz books were works of children’s fiction–albeit ones that have been known and loved by “children of all ages” throughout their existence. Though many of the stories contained in this anthology are also suitable for the aforementioned children of all ages, Oz Reimagined is intended for ages 13 and up, and as such, some of the stories deal with mature themes, so parental guidance is suggested.


Second Chances: An Amish Retelling of Jane Austen’s Persuasion (The Amish Classics) by Sarah Price

At twenty-five years of age, Anna Eicher has never married. When she was seventeen, her parents convinced her to break off her courtship with Freman Whittmore, the youngest son in the Whittmore family and her best friend. Afterward, a distraught Freman moved away from Lancaster County.


Eight years later Freman has returned to visit his sister, who is renting the Eichers’ house for the winter. Now the owner of the largest dairy farm in his church district, Freman has neither married—nor forgiven Anna.


Although he begins courting someone else, Anna hopes to convince him that she has never stopped loving him. Will Freman be persuaded to forgive Anna and open his heart again?


Darcy Swipes Left (OMG Classics) by Jane Austen (Author), Courtney Carbone  (Author)

Pride and Prejudice, one of the greatest love stories ever told . . . in texts?!


Imagine: What if Lizzy Bennet and Mr. Darcy had smartphones and dated IRL (in real life)? A classic is reborn in this clever adaptation of Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice!


A truth universally acknowledged: a rich guy must want a wife.

A terrible first impression.

A couple that’s meant to be . . . if they can just get over themselves. #hatersgonnadate


Don’t miss: Lydia taking selfies with soldiers, Mrs. Bennet’s humble-brag status updates, Lizzy texting from her long walks, and Darcy swiping left on a dance card app.


Jane Austen’s most famous novel told through its characters texting with emojis, posting photos, checking in at locations, and updating their relationship statuses. The perfect gift for any teen (or any reader with a sense of humor)!


A glossary and cast of characters are included for those who need it. For example: tl;dr means too long; didn’t read.


Happy Reading!


MRS N, Book Addict

#FridayReads – Arabian Nights and Arabian Night by @AuthorClive Johnson #bookreview #shortstories



Title: Arabian Nights & Arabian Nights: Traditional Tales from a Thousand and One Nights, Contemporary Tales for Adults

Author: Clive Johnson

Genre: Classic Literature, Reimagined Literature, Short Stories


Book Blurb:

Magic carpets and flying horses, caverns glittering with gold, unexpected plotlines following the fortunes of heroes and villains – who can fail to be enthralled by the magic and wonder of the tales of the One Thousand and One Nights?


This most celebrated collections of tales feature shape-shifting and miraculous transportation across continents, powerful jinn who rise like smoke from simple vessels, dreams that delve into the secrets of the subconscious, and gigantic, man-carrying birds.


The backdrop for the tales moves from barren deserts to spectacular cities, from the edge of the world to the inner sanctuaries of mighty rulers. Kings and paupers, benevolent sages and devious magicians, worthy princesses and unscrupulous harlots – all play their part in teaching important truths and providing lively entertainment.


This innovative book offers retellings of a selection of tales that have captured the imaginations of countless people over many centuries. Accompanying each is a contemporary short story that reframes the messages and teachings of the original, specifically written for an adult audience.


Here are stories of betrayal and murder, exploitation and sibling rivalry, soul-searching and discovery. The modern parallel tales swap the busy alleyways of old Baghdad for the horror of Saddam’s prisons, move from following caravans sweeping across the Sahara to modern day pilgrims trekking along the Caminos of northern Spain, and lift Aladdin out of his cave to unwittingly face Triad gangsters and antiques smugglers.


Wayward Baptist ministers, adulterous accountants, and eco-warrior backpackers follow in the footsteps of the no-less colourful characters than those that feature in the original tales.


Each pair of stories is accompanied by a commentary on how they might be interpreted. The result is a gripping collection of tales that may continue to bring the mystery and magic of the Nights to life, as well as provoking fresh thought and feeling for adult readers. Prepare to be surprised, uplifted and – in the spirit of the original Arabian Nights Entertainments -enthralled.




My Review:

I remember reading Aladdin and Ali Baba when I was young, imagining I had a magic carpet and could fly all over the world. Now, Clive Johnson has breathed new life into these fantastic stories with his collection of modern-day stories. From Aladdin to Scheherazade to even Sinbad the Sailor, these classical tales are paired with a modern retelling along with detailed analysis and insight.


It’s clear that Johnson is a scholar and has studied these tales. His passion for these stories, as well as the modern retellings, comes through clearly and it drew me in. Seven stories featuring everyday people dealing with astonishing circumstances.


If you loved reading about Sinbad the Sailor or Aladdin as a kid, you’ll love these retellings as an adult. A great way to escape for a few hours and a must read!


My Rating:  4 stars


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Clive is an interfaith minister, having a particular interest in mysticism and mythology. He is a follower of the perennial tradition, or the belief that at their heart, all of the world’s great religions speak about the same principles for living and connecting with God.


Before training for ministry, he spent several years working in management consultancy, and latterly as a specialist in conflict management. His earlier career was in project management and IT. He has worked for clients in many parts of the world and across a wide range of industries and is a qualified coach.


He is an itinerant with no fixed home and says that he is happiest when riding a horse on the Sussex South Downs or roaming in some remote part of the world. A self-confessed beginner in most things, he nonetheless likes to try his hand at just about anything – everything from Bollywood dancing to driving Arctic lorries.


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Making My Baby Moan From Poetry of Love by @NNP_W_Light #poetry #romance #MFRWAuthor

Making My Baby Moan

One of my favorite things

Is making my baby moan

There are so many fun ways

To make my baby moan.


Dancing my fingers to and fro

Makes my baby moan

A flick of my tongue here and there

Makes my baby moan.


Joelle, you are my only dream

I love to make you moan

My love is pure and true

Only for you

And I love to make my baby moan.


© N. N. Light 2016 All Rights Reserved




Title: Poetry of Love: The Engagement Year

Author: N. N. Light

Genre: Poetry, Love Poetry


Book Blurb:

I had been searching for love my whole life. It took the opening up of the world via technology for me to find my soulmate. Once I laid eyes on her, at the arrivals gate, I knew I was never going to let her go. The following is a collection of poems I wrote to my angel, from our first meeting up until our wedding day. I was working crazy hours as a chef and I had a long commute. I chose my commuting time to pen her a poem each day. These poems speak of our life, our challenges and our growth together…in every aspect they speak of our love.


May this book give someone the courage to let their special someone know how much they care for them and how much they mean to them. Saying I love you is a gift you can give many times a day.


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They’re blissfully happy and love all things chocolate, books, music, movies, art, sports, trains, history, cooking and baking. Their mantra is to spread the Light.

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Words Are More Powerful Than Any Weapon #inspiration #encourage #ThursdayThoughts


I’ve been blessed to have met many wonderful people in my life. Each one has encouraged me in some way. Their words healed my soul. I thank them (you know who you are) for without their encouragement, I wouldn’t be where I am today without them.

Are you an encourager?

I am!

Words have the power to heal, uplift and motivate; words also have the power to murder, destroy and annihilate. Choose your words carefully for they are more powerful than any weapon on this planet!

🙂 MRS N🙂

If You Were Me and Lived in… the Middle Ages by @CarolePRoman #history #kidlit #bookreview



Title: If You Were Me and Lived in… the Middle Ages (Volume 6)

Author: Carole P. Roman  (Author), Mateya Arkova (Illustrator)

Genre: Children’s Book, History


Book Blurb:

Join Carole P. Roman and travel through time to visit the most interesting civilizations throughout history in her exciting new series.


Learn what kind of food you might have eaten during the Middle Ages, the clothes you might wear, what your name could be, and children did for fun.


If You Were Me and Lived in… does for history what her other award-winning series did for culture.


So get on-board this time-travel machine and discover the world through the eyes of a young person just like you.


My Review:

It’s the year 1072 and we’re traveling to a small town (village) in England, courtesy of Carole P. Roman. It’s the Middle Ages (or Medieval) and this period in history lasted for nearly 400 years.


From the structure of society to what your home looked like (as the daughter of a knight in William of Normandy’s army), Roman details what life was like in the Middle Ages. Her description of life ignited my imagination so clearly, I could close my eyes and picture it.


The sections include society, home, food, the church’s influence in everyday life, ale, eating meals (most did not eat until mid-morning), clothing, work, hierarchy of classes and more.


Roman doesn’t leave anything out and I learned so much about the Middle Ages. It was very impressive and the illustrations partner with the words to create a terrific historical book any child will love.


I love this series and again, I wish I had this when I was young because I truly believe I would’ve fallen in love with history instead of ignoring it. Teachers, parents and educators will all find this book on the Middle Ages imperative to the yearly curriculum.


My Rating:  5+ stars


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Named to Kirkus Reviews’ Best of 2012 for her first book, award winning author Carole P. Roman started writing as a dare from one of her sons. Using an imaginary game she played with her grandson as a base, Captain No Beard was born.”Captain No Beard- An Imaginary Tale of a Pirate’s Life” has not only been named to Kirkus Best of 2012, it received the Star of Exceptional Merit, and won the Pinnacle Award for 2012. “Pepper Parrot’s Problem with Patience” Book 2 in the series, received 5 Stars from The ForeWord Review The Clarion Review. Strangers on the High Seas has won second place in the Rebecca’s Reads Choice Awards 2013. It has followed with six more books to the series. This year, Captain No Beard and the Aurora Borealis was named to Kirkus Best 2015. The entire cultural non-fiction series If You Were Me and Lived in… was named Best Series by Shelf Unbound. She has begun work on two new series that will be released in early 2016.


Motivated by her love of yoga, Roman has written a book that not only teaches four poses, but shows how easy and accessible yoga can be.



Her new non fiction series, “If You Were Me and Lived in…” combines her teaching past with her love of exploration and interest in the world around us. The debut book in the series, “If You Were Me and Lived in…Mexico” has won the Pinnacle Award for Best in Children’s Non Fiction 2012. France, South Korea, and Norway. Rebecca’s Reads has given If You Were Me and Lived in…Norway an honorable mention in the 2013 Choice Awards. If You Were Me and lived in …France won second place. ForeWord Review has nominated If You Were Me and Lived in…France for best in children’s non fiction literature 2013. They will be followed with Kenya, Turkey, India, and Australia. She plans to do Portugal, Greece, and Argentina next year.



Writing for children has opened up a whole second act for her. While she is still working in her family business, this has enabled her to share her sense of humor as well as love for history and culture with the audience she adores. Roman lives on Long Island with her husband and near her children.


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Your Wealth or Status Doesn’t Make You But This Does… #inspiration #WednesdayWisdom


What defines you?

Your career?

Your family?

Your wealth?

Your home?

Your car?

Your friends?

For many people, wealth and status defines who they are. It’s about making a lot of money and getting into the “right” neighborhoods. Society is obsessed with wealth and status.

I learned a valuable lesson when I was a freshman in college. I came from a divorced family and money was always tight. I got a scholarship to one of the best colleges in Minnesota and I was surrounded by people who didn’t have to worry about money. I was judgmental at first because they had what I wanted.

Then I met Lisa (name has bee changed to protect the innocent). She and I had a lot in common. We both loved reading books and listening to music. She was what I called a “free spirit” and we became fast friends.

One weekend, her mother and father came to visit the dorm. I was introduced to them as her best friend. Her mother disliked me immediately. I wasn’t from the “right” home and later Lisa told me her mother forbade her from speaking to me again.

Did her mother’s warning work?

No! We stayed friends for a long time, over 10 years.

When I asked Lisa why she didn’t listen to her mother, she replied:

“I’m not them, I’m not defined by money and status. I make up my own mind whether someone is worth being friends with.”

I’ve learned two things from this life lesson:

1- Never judge others. You never know what they are going through and at the end of the day, they’re just like you. Sure, they may have more/less money than you or live in a different neighborhood but they bleed and hurt just like you.

2- Wealth and status doesn’t have to define who you are. Your character and kindness illustrates to the world who you are.

Again I ask, what defines you? What makes you special and unique?

Share in the comments below. I’d love to get to know you better.

Lisa, wherever you are thank you for not listening to your mother! Your friendship got me through a lot of bad times and vice versa! I’m so grateful our paths crossed when they did.🙂


Conquered Heart by Kara Griffin #romance #HighlandRomance #giveaway

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Title: Conquered Heart

Author: Kara Griffin

Genre: Romance, Historical, Scottish


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In protecting the King of Scotland, Graeme Cameron will do whatever it takes to ensure Robert the Bruce’s safety. He and his comrades become the victim of circumstance and are now exiled. As they hide, they realize others are worse off than they and hire themselves out as mercenaries.


Kerrigan Campbell is desperate to find her laird and protector’s son. Then she hears of the legendary king’s guard and seeks them out. She runs across their leader in the midst of a battle, but he’s not what she expects. When she and Graeme find an abandoned bairn, he bids her to help him locate its mother and in return he’ll recapture her laird’s son.


Graeme has many a challenge before him – how to keep he and his friends from being executed for doing their duty, aiding the sweet lass in recovering her charge, finding the bairn’s mother, helping their king defeat England’s army, and gaining a pardon for their involvement in the king’s misdoings. There’s one challenge that thwarts him and that’s Kerrigan. She’s conquered his heart and more …



At first, she thought a clootie or a night creature set upon her. The man’s face covered with darkness and his eyes glowed, and he wore obscure attire. Mayhap she’d met the devil himself this night. Her heart thumped in her throat and every possible terrifying thought crossed her mind in a flash.


“Shhh, I’ll not harm ye.”


Taking a moment to calm her breath, and on closer inspection, her heart slowed. Kerrigan recognized his voice, for he was one of the men she’d spied at the mead hall. He had to be one of the king’s guardsmen.


God sent me good favor this night.


The man’s hand lowered it to her throat. He continued to hold her and pressed her neck with his bulky hand and squeezing fingers. Pressure from the force of his hand cut to her throat and restricted her speech. The fiend turned and peered between the trees.


“Speak not.”


Again, she nodded, not that she could voice a word. The man set an arm around her torso and lifted her. He carried her in the most undignified position. Kerrigan was about to protest, but then she remembered she wasn’t to make a sound. When the man reached the horses, he set her upon her feet. He kept an arm around her torso and pulled her against his hard body.


“You are an inconvenience, lad.”


She scrunched her eyes in objection to being called a lad. Her voice rasped, “I don’t mean to be.”


“Do you not realize your peril? There’s an army headed here. Fighting will begin before sunrise. You’ll be in the thick of it.”


His voice had a deep burr to it and put her at ease. That is until she realized what his words meant. Kerrigan drew in a startled breath and pulled away from him.


“God Almighty, I hadn’t realized. I must be away.”


The man reached out a hand and clasped her upper arm and stopped her from fleeing. His hold pinched her skin, and she snatched her arm from his grip.


“Who are you? And why do ye follow us? I demand to ken.”


She rubbed the sting of his hold from her arm. “I’m from Bothwell castle and hoped to gain your aid. I was going to approach you at the hall, but you left hastily, before I could present myself. There was naught to do but follow.”


“Then ye ken who I am? What we do? I suppose ye heard the tales?”



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Kara Griffin is the author of the highly acclaimed Pith Trilogy and The Gunn Guardsman series. Both series has received tremendous praise from reviewers and readers. She has been writing for over 17 years, publishing over 15 novels, and has a true passion for writing historical stories filled with love, friendship, and honor.


She’s been married for over 27 years and has raised 3 daughters, who are on their own paths to love. Her first grandchild arrived early this summer, a wee hero who is the joy of her life. Family is extremely important to her.


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Out of His League by Best-Selling Author @ChantaRand #Romance #RomanticComedy #giveaway



Title: Out of His League
Author: Chanta Rand
Genre: Erotic Romantic Comedy
Publisher: Chanta Rand Books


Book Blurb:

Growing up, Ace Dalton had dreams of playing in the NFL. Today, he’s a wide receiver for the California Predators. With a multi-million dollar salary and a playboy reputation, he can have any woman he wants—except Sylvia McMasters. Everybody tells him she’s out of his league, but twelve years ago, they shared an erotic encounter that he’s never been able to forget.

Recently widowed, Sylvia McMasters spends her days raising money for her philanthropic efforts. Her late husband left her with wealth, connections, and an empty bed. When she sees Ace at a charity event, she realizes the attraction she felt for him over a decade ago burns even hotter than ever. The problem is he’s a womanizer who can’t be trusted. She’s not trying to be another notch on his belt.

When Ace offers Sylvia a staggering donation in exchange for one night with her, she sees the chance to get the money her charity so desperately needs. She agrees, telling herself it’s for a good cause. Can Ace convince her he’s that good cause? Or will she continue to think she’s out of his league?



Sylvie made her way into the kitchen, where the aroma of food lured her like Hansel and Gretel. She zeroed in a mountain of ribs stacked high on a silver platter resting on the soapstone counter top. Yum. She’d attended too many stuffy charity events lately where caviar was a staple on the menu.  She just couldn’t resist some good old-fashioned hog. She grabbed a Styrofoam plate, loaded it up, and plopped onto a bar stool perched at the counter.

That was where Ace found her moments later—happily munching on spare ribs that practically fell off the bone.

“Mmm, can I get some of those,” he teased.

“There’s more over there,” she motioned toward the platter.

“I don’t want a lot, just a sample.”

The tone of his voice indicated he wasn’t referring to the food.

She grinned as he sidled up to her. Charmingly predictable. There must be some rule about eating ribs with a bare chested hunk in the host’s kitchen. She licked the thick flavorful sauce from her fingers. “Too bad,” she taunted. “You’ll have to find your own sample.”

Quicker than she could blink, Ace closed in on her and grasped her wrists. She watched, mesmerized as he licked the barbeque sauce from her fingers. His mouth was hot. His tongue, nothing short of talented.

Sparks of desire blasted through her. If this was the foreplay, she had to admit, she was damned ready to taste the main course. As Ace sucked and nibbled, heat pooled between her legs. Jeez, she would never eat ribs again without thinking of this moment.

A throat cleared in the background. “You know we have hand soap for that.”

Sylvie’s head whipped around to see an older woman walking toward the stainless steel Sub Zero refrigerator. Oh, God! Tyrek’s mom. How embarrassing.

“Uh, Mrs. Powers, we’re just…”

“Um hmm. I know what y’all were just…doing,” the shrewd matriarch admonished. “You and your boyfriend need to go find a room.”

Ace grinned. Sylvie wriggled free and shoved at his chest, not caring if she got remnants of the sticky sauce on his firm pecs.

“He’s not my boyfriend.”

“Oh, really?” Mrs. Powers opened a drawer on the fridge and lifted a tray of pre-prepared shish-ka-bobs out. “So, he’s just a one night stand, huh?”

Sylvie’s jaw dropped. She was so shocked she couldn’t say anything. The woman had no idea of how close she’d come to the truth.

Ace drawled. “I’m not a one-night stand, yet ma’am. But I have high hopes.”




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In 2016, she was appointed Chair of the Diversity Committee for Romance Writers of America (RWA) with the mission of increasing the awareness of diversity in romance.

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First and Again by @JanaRichards_ #romance #giveaway #MFRWAuthor



Title:  First and Again

Author: Jana Richards

Genre: Contemporary romance, small town romance

Publisher:  Carina Press


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Bridget Grant is back in Paradise. Paradise, North Dakota, that is.


She’s swallowed her pride and moved back to her hometown with her daughter after her divorce and the loss of her catering company. Now she’s trying to navigate the strained relationships she’d left behind – including her first love, Jack Davison.


Jack never forgot Bridget, or the day she left town – and him. When Bridget caters a lunch at Jack’s tourist ranch, old flames reignite. They have more in common than ever – Jack’s also a single parent. Though they both try to keep things casual, Bridget, Jack and their girls are starting to look a lot like a family.


But Bridget’s only planning to stay in Paradise until she’s saved enough to relaunch her business. Jack’s invested too much in his ranch to leave. And with their daughters involved both have a lot more at stake than heartbreak. How can they risk falling in love?



She climbed into the cab, slammed the door shut, then buckled her seat belt. She smoothed the apron over her lap, suddenly feeling stupid and regretting her decision to accept the ride. Jack probably thought she was crazy, or at best, unbalanced. There was no way she could explain the fear that had controlled her life the last two years.


“I have a punching bag,” he said, his eyes on the road ahead.

“Excuse me?” she said, confused. Had she missed part of this conversation?

“When I can’t get things or people to do what I want them to do, or when I’m just plain pissed off, I go down into my basement and beat the hell out of Bozo the Clown.”


She stared at his profile. “Bozo the Clown?”

“I have an old Bozo punching bag, you know, one of those toys that’s weighted on the bottom so it keeps popping back up. Bozo takes a licking and keeps coming back for more.”


“Oh, I see,” she said cautiously.

He turned and flashed a dazzling smile. “No, I’m not crazy. At least no crazier than you. Everybody needs some way of getting out their frustrations or they’ll eat you alive. Mine happens to be beating the crap out of Bozo, and I suspect that yours is walking briskly down country roads.”


She relaxed against the seat. “Maybe.”

“Next time lose the apron. You can’t pretend you’re a serious jogger if you’re wearing a frilly pink apron.”


“No, I suppose not.” She grinned, the weight of embarrassment lifting from her shoulders. Jack’s quirky sense of humor had always intrigued and delighted her. “Next time I feel the urge to take a hike I’ll throw on some jogging pants and tell everyone I’m training for a marathon. That ought to stop the gossiping.”


“Sorry to disillusion you, but nothing’s likely to do that. Gossip and Paradise go together like peanut butter and jam. Most of the time it’s harmless, but if you’re smart you’ll try not to draw too much attention to yourself.”


“Trust me, that’s the last thing I want to do.” She untied the apron and pulled it over her head. “Doesn’t it ever get to you? The life in the fishbowl? Are you and your wife happy living in Paradise?”


He glanced at her, and she saw a momentary look of surprise in his expression before he turned his attention back to his driving.


“I’m happy enough. The fishbowl thing doesn’t bother me.”

“That’s good.”

“But if you’re going to live in a small town, you’d better get up to date on your gossip. I’ve been single the last ten years.”


The news took her by surprise. Was he single because of divorce or because his wife had died? “Oh, I’m sorry. Celia didn’t tell me.” She wondered why her sister hadn’t filled her in after all this time.


Jack shrugged. “Don’t worry about it.”

He offered no further information and she decided not to ask any more questions. After all, she barely knew him anymore.



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Dreams Are Stepping Stones to Greatness #inspiration #affirmations #spirituality



Dreams are stepping stones to greatness and paves way to fulfilling purpose on earth. The dreams we have are birthed on our inside to live the life we earnestly desire.  Christ has given us a mandate saying:


”Be fruitful and multiply, and replenish the earth and subdue it: and have dominion over the fish of the sea and over the fowl of the air, and over everything that moveth upon the earth”- Genesis 1:28 (NKJV)


We can live our dreams because we have dominion and power to speak the Word; to confess things as though they are. Speaking the Word keeps the mind alert and heart receptive as we journey through life.


As we journey through life, our quest for who we are, what we stand for and the choices we make help in the pursuit of our dreams.  In our pursuit, we must learn to crawl, walk before we fly. While we journey we may trip, dash our feet against a stone or fail. Failure rears its ugly head like a growling lion, sends chills down our spine and tears us part.  What must we do when failure rears its ugly head? Do we sit back and cry like a child who accidentally spoils his favorite toy?  The answer is NO! A child can get a new toy from his parents if he has the right attitude.


A child who has good manners find his way to his parents heart no matter how displeased they are with him.  Hence, the right attitude keeps us on track in the pursuit of our dreams. It keeps the naysayers away and attracts the dream chasers.


A child’s disposition speaks a lot about him; it could convince or dissuade the parents from taking actions. Therefore, a dreamer’s disposition when the going gets tough, keeps him going.


A child’s mind is a tabula rasa. It’s uninfluenced and fresh before it accepts what it may or may not consider as right or wrong.  The mind is a like a baby; it accepts what its fed with as the parents watch it grow into an adult.  The mind is like a garden; trees are cultivated for beautification and creates delight in the senses.


The right attitude challenges the status quo. It questions mundane activities and begs for change.  The right attitude questions the past and embraces the future. Our dreams are propelled with the right attitude.


When we have the right attitude, our views are indispensable for achieving dreams even if we see life with a concave lens, while convex lens gives us a clearer vision for fulfilling our dreams.


The dreams you have and the zeal to achieve them spices your life no matter the slip- ups, jammed doors, road blocks or U-turns.


Light travels fast and radiates to dispel darkness. Let your light shine, let it glow from your soul to the souls of others; let it cascade through their bones , feel the flesh and heal wounded souls.


Dream, live and inspire lives!


Today’s Inspirational Thought Author:

Affiong Ene-Obong is a lawyer, writer, poet and artist. She holds a Law degree from Babcock University. She is a member of the Association of Nigerian Authors, Rivers State chapter; member of Sea View Poetry club and member of Sisters’ Interact Network, an NGO aimed at helping women actualize themselves. Her first book, ‘A Life Called Forever’ is a collection of inspirational poetry beautifully written to inspire, impact and transform lives.


She spends her free time reading, writing, researching, learning new skills. Her articles have been published in The Redeemed Christian Church of God magazine and Babes Redefined Magazine; an insightful magazine which focuses on addressing the wholeness of women and by extension, the men who value and respect them.


Her poems have also been published on various blogs and websites. She is a polyglot, polymath and purpose driven. She is currently working on her second book; a novel which is centered on giving children with special needs love, roots and wings. She writes flash fictions, essays, short stories and poems. Her works which center on courage, hope, strength and encouragement has been described as inspirational.


She earnestly desires to inspire, impact and transform lives, fulfilling God’s purpose. Affiong Ene-Obong resides in Nigeria with her family.


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Anything You Ask of Me by @Heather_Curley Transports You #books #NA #historicalfiction

Anything You Ask Of Me
Heather Curley
Publication date: July 31st 2016
Genres: Historical, New Adult

Although her home state of Maryland hasn’t sworn allegiance to either Union or Confederacy, twenty-two-year-old Elizabeth Archer’s life is shattered. Her father has fled North, abandoning the household. The man she loved—and who married her sister instead— is killed in battle. Elizabeth’s life of parties and societal obligations dwindles down to isolation and too many empty hours; hours to mourn the man who gave her up to chase an inheritance.

She meets Confederate general Jeb Stuart by chance and, in an instant, she’s the center of his attention.

As commander of the Army of Northern Virginia’s cavalry division, General Stuart doesn’t ask, he orders. The attraction seems mutual and, flattered by his affection, Elizabeth agrees to spy for the Confederacy. She’s Stuart’s La Belle Rebelle, the Beautiful Rebel; the siren of the south. She’s notorious in the Union and lauded in the Confederacy. And she’s falling in love with him.

Notoriety, however, is a spy’s worst enemy. Now pursued by a Federal officer tasked to stop her at any cost, Elizabeth faces the sentence of hanging if she’s convicted of treason against the Union. Devoted to a cause she doesn’t believe in and with Federal blood on her hands, Elizabeth must save herself—or die a traitor.

Time is running out. And no one, not even La Belle Rebelle, can outrun the war.

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He stood alone in the parlor, examining a horrendous portrait of her mother that Sarah insisted be left above the fireplace. Hat hooked over his first two fingers, he tapped it against his leg with a certain sense of idleness common in someone tired of waiting.

“It is not a decent likeness of my mother.” She tilted her head toward the portrait. “Maybe in the eyes, but the artist was paid far greater than his ability deserved.”

“It does me well to see you again, Miss Archer.” He smiled and bowed slightly.

“It is a pleasure to be in your company again, General Stuart.” He wasn’t much taller than she, enough that she had to tilt her chin up to look him in the face, but there was something intimidating about him. Perhaps it was his broad shoulders, or the cut of his uniform. She wasn’t entirely sure, but he made it hard to keep her wits. “Did you fare well in Virginia?”

“I always do.” He held her hand a moment, then pressed her knuckles to his lips. “Although, I must say I much prefer the company I find in Maryland.”

“You only say that now. It will be a less desirable place if the Yankees decide to return.” She flushed.

“Do you anticipate their return?”

“Should I?”

He chuckled, looking much younger when he laughed. She couldn’t imagine he was that much older than her. Not that it mattered. “I do believe they would find fierce resistance in you, Miss Archer, should they attempt to cross the threshold of this fine home.”

“When my father left, he certainly did not leave behind a coward.” Heat filled her cheeks. He still hadn’t let go of her hand.

“I wasn’t aware your father had left.”

“He relocated to the North when the war started.” She glanced away from him. The act was more than just leaving; he’d fled as fast as he could and never once looked back. “Said he wanted to preserve his business interests.”

“I should think leaving you behind is a decision he will regret but once,” he kissed her hand again, “and that will be continually.”

She smiled and looked back to his curiously bluish green eyes. His gaze was direct, much too steady to be appropriate.

She liked that.

A rustle behind her drew her attention.

Sarah, mouth pursed in so tight a line her lips nearly disappeared. “Martha has finished the noon time dinner preparation, General Stuart, if you’d care to follow me.” Her glare switched to Elizabeth. “Miss Archer.”

“Mrs. Cooke.”

Sarah narrowed her eyes in response, then flounced from the parlor. Her heavy footsteps echoed down the hallway.

Elizabeth bit back a giggle and glanced at General Stuart. “As the notable Mr. Shakespeare wrote in, As You Like It, ‘Let us make an honorable retreat.’”

He coughed, probably to cover his laughter, and offered her his arm. She slid her hand over the crook of his elbow, the gray wool of his uniform rough under her fingertips. The dining room was the next room on the eastern wing of the house. If she could have found a way to take a longer route down the hall, perhaps up the stairs, past the bedrooms, and then back down the servant’s staircase, she would have done so, just to enjoy his company a little longer.


Author Bio:

Heather Hambel Curley was born in West Virginia and raised in Western Pennsylvania. She graduated magna cum laude from Robert Morris University with a degree in Communications in 2004. Heather has been involved with Civil War reenacting since 2001. In 2004, she volunteered at Harpers Ferry National Historical Park with the living history and archeology departments. Currently, she is a corseted living historian with the Baltimore Light Artillery, a group of historians who provide artillery demonstrations in parks such as Harpers Ferry, Gettysburg National Military Park, and Antietam National Battlefield. Heather resides in Western Pennsylvania with her husband and two children. She is a member of Pennwriters and the Historical Novel Society.

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