Tuesday, 30 June 2015

Black Hills Forever, Black Hills Series Book 5 By A.C Wilson Release Day Blitz

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The sweetness of beginnings can bind two hearts together forever. The beautiful Black Hills of South Dakota is about to see another such beginning. A wedding of a couple whose love is as unrestrained as a winter snowstorm. Suspicions can be conquered and truths can be proven. Memories can be made and dreams can be broken. Forever doesn’t always mean 'easy'.
In an ordinary moment, a life can be altered irrevocably. The Johnson family is set adrift in a sea of turmoil as the unthinkable happens and their father, Travis Johnson is injured. A pillar of their family is fighting for his life and suddenly, the everyday, petty things don’t seem to matter anymore. Lacey Johnson is now the guide that must pull everyone else back on track. It is her wisdom that guides two hearts to the point of no return.
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Maybe it was over before it really had a chance to begin. She hoped that her parents would understand why they were separating in less than a year of marriage. This certainly wasn’t what she had in mind at all. The gold and brown flowered recliner was a welcome respite. She sat down gingerly and adjusted the little pillow for her lower back. Closing her eyes as she sat back and rested her head on the padding, Lacey tried to calm her pounding heart. Her stomach was tight and her lower back was aching profoundly.
She heard the floor creak before she heard his voice.
“I’m sorry, Lace. I can’t leave.”
She didn’t open her eyes. She didn’t want to see what a mess he was and hope that she could somehow clean him up. It wasn’t her job. Besides that, Travis had always been the level-headed one and she the emotional one. The tables had somehow been turned and she could say definitely that she disliked it vehemently.
“I am sure I can go stay with my parents or Janell.” Lacey didn’t want to get out of the chair.
“No.”
“Well I admit it isn’t ideal, but that way I won’t be alone.” Lacey continued, ignoring the rise in his voice.
“You’re not alone.”
“I am, but this little one will make its debut soon. I’ll be sure to send you pictures.”
She was baiting him. Still she kept her head leaning against the chair and her eyes firmly closed.
“Like hell you will!” Travis was all attention now and she could hear his steps as he moved across the floor. “That child is mine.”
The thickness of the energy in the room could be cut with a knife. She could hear him panting and wondered how his head was feeling this morning.
“It is mine too. I’ve been too sick to move. I’ve been so dizzy that I faint. I’ve been on an emotional roller coaster and I’ve spent the last five days feeling like I’m doing this alone. I can’t go on this way. If you aren’t in this with me, I’m out.” Her voice rose in octaves that had to have his head splitting. When she opened her eyes to the silence, she found him only a couple feet away looking at her seriously.
“You can’t leave me.” The command she knew was coming, but hoping he could back it up. Alone the words sounded weak and pleading.
“I can.” Lacey shifted in the chair, feeling peculiar to say the least. “I know what Rip meant to you and I’m sorry for what happened. The drinking and anger has to stop or you’ll lose me too.” She stared into his blue eyes and saw the fear clouded by the hangover.
“I know. It will. Please don’t leave me.” He went to his knees in front of the chair. His hands clasped together and his face contorted in contrition.
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Black Hills Angel (Book 1), #FREE

Black Hills Blessing (Book 2),

Black Hills Rebel (Book 3),

Black Hills Secrets (Book 4)


Four novellas will also accompany this series as Black Hills Seasons presents the

stories of the supporting characters that readers have requested.

Watch for them in late 2015 or early 2016.
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A.C. Wilson lives in Abilene, Kansas with her husband, two sons, and their chocolate lab. She loves to be outdoors, playing with her boys and absolutely loves to write.

The Black Hills Series came from her mother’s idea to use Hot Springs, South Dakota as a home town for the Johnson family. Everything about the Black Hills is enchantingly rugged and of course, there are cowboys!

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Monday, 29 June 2015

Author Spotlight on Rachel M Raithby #ParanormalRomance & #YA #Author

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Born and raised in N.E.England before moving to New Zealand in 2008. Rachel now lives in Queensland, Australia with her Husband, three Children and Golden Labrador.She is the Paranormal Romance Author of The Deadwood Hunter Series and YA Paranormal Author of Winter Wolf (A New Dawn Novel)
She hopes you love her characters as much as she does
so whats been happening
So whats been happening?  A lot! I've been busy. In May I was approached by Skyscape publishing, the children's arm of Amazon publishing about republishing WINTER WOLF, after negotiations I signed, and  WINTER WOLF will be republished in October. I can't wait to see it on bookshelves and look forward to seeing where this new adventure takes me :-)
I've been writing a few books; WOLF DANCER (NICO & OLIVIA's  STORY) is now finished and will be published after WINTER WOLF'S republish. I'm also working on book 2 WOLF SIGHT (Cage's story)
My next release is a Novella, (Release date: November 15th 2015) which is part of a group author series called WOODLAND CREEK. I'm quite excited about this project, the main characters Becca, and Aster, are strong willed, and smart mouthed. Aster is a Minotaur, it's been exciting working on a shifter, far grittier than my Wolves. This love story is sure to be explosive, and full of red, hot, passion. Below is a sneak peak. Enjoy!
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Becca hadn’t had a blessed life. Though recently she thought it was reaching an all-time low. Even being tossed from one foster home to the next her entire childhood, was beginning to seem like heaven compared to the last few months.
Her life drained the very essence from her. Every day she witnessed horrible acts she could never erase from her mind. Becca was trapped, a prisoner, yet her captor didn’t see it as such.
At seventeen Becca had run away from her final foster home; deciding she’d rather chance the streets than live with the foster dad with wandering hands. After a year things began to take there toll, thieving for food wasn’t easy, and no one wanted to employ a homeless woman who’d not even finished school. The day she met Alex Scar was a turning point in her life. At the time she’d thought it was for the better, but how very wrong she’d been.
Alex Scar had many talents. His best though; wearing a mask. Alex Scar could turn from safe, handsome, nice guy to the leader of a drug cartel within seconds. He’d worn his mask for months, luring Becca into his trap. He gave her a home, a job, and he wanted nothing for it in return…well for the first six months at least.
Becca knew she was beautiful…sexy even. When she had nice clothes and a place to live, her dark brown hair glimmered almost black. Her blue eyes shined when she had no worries on her shoulders, and her smile was infectious and easily given. For six months Alex had only been a friend, he’d given her a new life, and not once attempted to want anything more. The night he’d first touched her he’d been gentle and sweet, his kiss had been light, teasing, leaving her wanting more.
I never do this Bec…The girls I help, I never have any intention of wanting anything from them, but you Becca, you are the sweetest of them all…I can’t help myself.
His words, and his smooth tone, had captured Becca in his spell, and for a while she’d been happy. Yet eventually Alex’s mask began to slip. She witnessed glimpses of his real nature, and his real life. By the time Becca wanted out. She’d seen and heard too much. Becca’s only out was death.
So here she was; just twenty and girlfriend to Alex Scar, leader of the drug cartel in Detroit. Alex kept her by his side like a trophy. He knew she hated what he did, and it seemed to only please him more. He loved torturing her mind, loved to make her watch his interrogations. He also enjoyed hitting her when she stepped out of line.
Becca often wondered whether she had a limit. When would the point arrive when she couldn’t take anymore? What would finally make her snap?
“Come here Bec.”
Becca glanced up plastering a smile on her face as she gazed at Alex. There was a new shipment in, and Alex and his crew where sampling the goods. Becca never touched the stuff, and Alex had never forced her too…yet.
“Yes?” she asked sweetly, as she approached. Pulling the hem of her dress down, Becca felt eyes on her. Alex chose her clothes, he told her what to wear.
“Stop fiddling,” Alex scolded, slapping her thigh. “Come, sit on my lap.”
Swallowing her revulsion, Becca complied. She hated nights when Alex got high; he always got too rough.
“My sexy sweet thing,” Alex cooed, taking hold of her breast and squeezing tightly. “Show me how grateful you are Becca.”
Sliding her hands up his body, Becca’s mind went blank as she retreated deep into herself, and performed  an act she’d done many times with no thought. She didn’t feel anything when she kissed, and touched Alex Scar. It was like she wasn’t home; she’d left her body, and it acted on its own accord. Becca felt dead on the inside, with each time she died a little more, yet she could see no way out.
Feeling extra hands on her, Becca snapped back to herself and pulled away as Tony, Alex’s right hand man groped her.
“Get off!” Becca yelled, venom in her tone.
Tony looked shocked she’d even spoke. His eyes narrowed, anger filled his features. She wasn’t quick enough to miss his strike, he clipped the side of her face and she fell back onto the floor and scrambled away. Her eyes met Alex’s, pleading him to say something, to stop this, but Alex laughed, delighted with this new game.
“Get back here Bec,” he order patting the hard bulge between his legs.
“What?” Becca whispered, her eyes looking from Tony to Alex. “But I’m yours?”
“Yes you are. I own you Becca, and I want you here on my lap, and you’ll let Tony do as he pleases.”
Her legs moved on their own. Her mind screamed in protest but nothing seemed to respond. They pulled at her, touching her, and stripping her body of her clothes. She felt their damp skin rubbing against her but saw none of it, registered none of it.
Her back met the floor, as Alex loomed above her, ripping the last shred of clothing from her body. A tear rolled from her eye as Tony’s cock hovered above her face.
“Now be a good girl and open up,” Tony sneered.
With one last pleading glance at Alex, Becca complied. I really do have no limit…
The door burst open.
“I’m busy!” Alex growled.
“I’m sorry Boss but this is urgent.”
Alex’s hands dug painfully tight into her thighs. “I’ll finish with you later… Enjoy Tony.”
For one hopeful second Becca had thought she’d been saved. Yet Alex stood, pulled on his jeans and then left, closing her in the room with Tony.
“At last I have you all to myself.” Tony smiled.
Becca snapped. Scrambling away she turned to escape, only to be pulled back. Her head hit the coffee table painfully and the stack of cocaine tumbled to the floor, sending white puffs of clouds into the air.
“Bitch, you’re going to pay for that.”
“No…please.”
Her begging only enticed him more, and as he neared her entrance, Becca turned her head away unable to watch. Her eyes focused on the contents she’d knocked from the coffee table; bags of cocaine, cigarettes and a gun, half hidden under a newspaper.
Becca had always wondered if she had a limit. What vile act would send her over the edge? She knew there was a high probability she’d not leave the warehouse alive, and even if she did, Alex would never stop hunting her, yet her hand clasped the gun. The metal felt oddly right in her hand, her finger found the trigger and as she aimed. Tony laughed not expecting her to shoot, but whether she lived or died, Becca wouldn’t allow herself to be loaned out to Alex’s men…She’d reached her limit, and she fired.
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Friday, 26 June 2015

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Book Title: Point of No Return (The Point Series)
Author: Olivia Luck
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: June 23, 2015
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I had it all: an adoring husband, supportive friends, thriving career, a homey condo in the city.
Amend that.
I had it all except for love from my family. But life was good because I had him. Max was everything I dreamed a husband could be and somehow he loved me just as wildly as I loved him.
Until one cruel night he was stolen from me.
Then I had nothing but a vicious battle ahead of me. It’s a struggle so treacherous, I’m not sure if I’ll make it out with my heart in tact. But on the other side of that brutal war waits the most wondrous prize.
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When my husband works overnights at the fire station, I sleep on his side of the bed. Max doesn’t know that. Even though he spends more nights in our bed than out of it, I miss him enough to burrow in the sheets that emanate the remnants of his aftershave. I feel cocooned in his arms even when he’s not around. Sleep comes easier over here.
That’s where I am, tucked underneath the down cover, safe in a dreamless slumber, when a pounding rouses me. My heart leaps in surprise and I launch into a seated position, hand hovering over my chest. With a blind hand, I feel along the bedside table to find my glasses and jam them onto my nose. Knuckle pounding against wood doesn’t cease when I capture the time.
Nothing good can come of someone knocking on your door at one in the morning.
I scoot off the bed and shrug into the lightweight robe that lies on my husband’s suit valet.
He hates it when I leave my things there, I think numbly. Somehow, my body’s moving forward, even though every nerve ending screams for me to crawl back into bed and pretend this is a dream. It’s almost as if I know the Grim Reaper lurks on the other side of that door. I imagine a black hooded robe and bony skeletal fingers clutching a scythe waiting for me.
If there were enough time, I’d bargain with him. Beg to replace my life for his. Give up everything I have on God’s green earth for the man who gave me the gift of a full, flourishing life.
A knock on the door means it’s too late for brokering. If a ringing phone yanked me from sleep, it wouldn’t be this daunting. The fear wouldn’t be overpowering all of my other senses.
With a quivering hand, I flip on a light switch and unlatch the lock on our front door.
Their faces are grim, solemn. Hot tears blur my vision before I can identify who has come to deliver the news. Even before they speak, a strangled cry rips from my throat and my knees buckle. Like a puppet cut from its strings, I collapse to the floor. Strong arms catch me, encircling my waist, squeezing me tight.
The pressure of this man’s arms around me is the only thing reminding me that I’m still alive and not thrust into the depths of hell.
“Violet.”
“Don’t say it,” I shriek. A feral cat stole my voice box, the howls ripping from my body completely unlike any other sound I’ve ever made.
“Violet.” This time the stern voice fights through the tornado of emotion and I blink hazily upward.
“Felix,” I whisper through a dry, cracked throat. Soot and ash still mar his cheeks, hair disheveled in every which way. Weariness seeps off him—from the slump in his shoulders to the exhaustion in his eyes.
“We lost him. I’m so sorry. We lost him.”
I don’t remember much of anything after that.

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Olivia Luck lives in the middle of the US with her husband and pooch. She loves writing, reading, pizza, dogs, good TV, cooking and spending time with her family. But not necessarily in that order. Olivia writes New Adult Romance.
Get in touch with Olivia, she adores emails: olivialuckauthor@gmail.com

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