Thursday, March 21, 2019

Evil Embers VBT

After narrowly preventing the destruction of Cold City, PI Bellamy Vale needs a rest. Or rather, he needs a plain and simple vanilla case—no monsters or otherworldly creatures involved!

When foreign businessman Eli Smith shows up at his doorstep with a thick wallet and a request to find his missing sister, Vale doesn’t think twice before agreeing.

If he’d known body-hopping demons and smoke monsters came attached to this job, however, he might have.

So what if it was mid-February? The way I was feeling that morning, I planned to sleep until New Year came around again. Hells, as far as I was concerned, I earned it ten times over. I put an end to a string of gruesome killings, prevented the apocalypse our former mayor intended for us, and I’d stuck around long enough to clean up the mess she and her minions left behind. All that thinking took out the last bit of energy I had. I closed my eyes, found a way to lie down that didn’t hurt too much, and let sleep throw its soothing blanket over me.

And then someone knocked at the door.

I groaned at the wrong timing but kept my eyes shut. There was no way in Tartarus that I was getting back up again so soon. Whoever it was could get lost.

The knocking came again.

It was more insistent this time. I could hear a sense of urgency to the motion. I forced one eye open and frowned. The sunlight streaming in from the window was too bright for it to be morning and the angle it bounced off the floorboards was all wrong. I opened my second eye and glanced at the clock on the bedside table…Three in the afternoon.

“The hells?” I muttered, wondering where the day went while I shook my head to clear out the cobwebs.

The knock came a third time and I got up, grumbling all the way to the door. I didn’t bother to put clothes on or to tidy myself up before opening it. I was clad only in an old pair of sweatpants with a variety of cuts, bruises, and bandages on full display throughout my upper body. I hadn’t shaved in a week, and I was sure my hair was a sweaty mess of brown locks and dried blood.

Who knows, I thought, maybe the sight of me will convince my uninvited guest to let me get back to my coma.

If the man in the hallway took notice of my state, he didn’t let it show. He was tall and sickly thin under his rumbled three-piece suit. His pale skin provided some severe contrast with the purple bags under his brown eyes. He was somewhere between forty and forty-five. His angular face wasn’t familiar, and my frown deepened.

He looked like a potential client, the I-want-to-know-who-my-wife-is-banging type, but they rarely showed up to my private address unannounced. I made a lot of enemies in my professional career, not all of them on this side of the border, so my business card only listed my cell number.

The suit he wore appeared brand new, but I frowned more as I realized something didn’t add up. I was no fashion expert, but the matching of colors between the vest and shirt was off, brownish orange shirt covered by a purple jacket. Oh, and he wore a tie that matched his jacket…ugh. The light brown shoes were also at odds with the indigo blue pants. And there was the smell on the guy. It wasn’t a garbage smell—I’d been around enough of that over the last month to know it at first whiff—but there was a smoky quality about it that stood out.

I filed the information away for later and looked the man squarely in the eye. “What?” I croaked, my tongue feeling too thick and my mouth too dry.

“Bellamy Vale?” he asked, with an accent that wasn’t from around here…Middle Eastern, maybe?

I jerked my thumb at the bell next to the door. It had my name on it.

The man peered down at it perplexed, then pressed the round button. A shrill ringing shot out of the tiny plastic box above the door, and the sound sent sharp needles dancing through my brain. I winced in pain.

“Yeah—yeah, that’s me.” I rushed the words out, eager to make the noise stop. Damn, but my head was killing me. My odd gentleman caller took his finger off the button to look at me again.

“I need your help,” he said, “to find my sister.”

I needed help too, preferably in the form of another round of painkillers. But that was going to have to wait. I waved my potential new client inside.

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Cristelle Comby was born and raised in the French-speaking area of Switzerland, on the shores of Lake Geneva, where she still resides.

She attributes to her origins her ever-peaceful nature and her undying love for chocolate. She has a passion for art, which also includes an interest in drawing and acting.

She is the author of the Neve & Egan Cases series, which features an unlikely duo of private detectives in London: Ashford Egan, a blind History professor, and Alexandra Neve, one of his students.

Currently, she is hard at work on her Urban Fantasy series Vale Investigation which chronicles the exploits of Death’s only envoy on Earth, PI Bellamy Vale, in the fictitious town of Cold City, USA.

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Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Slaughtered Review Tour

The Texter

Fallen homicide detective, Jack Slaughter, closes the door on the home where his perfect family has been brutally snatched from him. Moving across the city, he works as a private investigator to fund his own investigation into what happened to his family—who killed his little girl, Zoë, and where is his wife, Leah?

Every three month for the last three years, Jack receives a simple text telling him where he can find his missing wife. There’s a body at each location, but none of them are Leah.

Jack hates missing person’s cases, but they’re his bread and butter. He only takes the case to find Carl Boyd's missing wife because the details of her disappearance closely match Leah’s. He hopes by finding Bonnie Boyd, he'll find his own wife.

The Butcher

Following the leads in the Bonnie Boyd case, Jack discovers someone has been killing women all over the city for the last three years, a fact Jack’s ex-partner and still best friend, Ray Navarro, has neglected to tell him. The city has a serial killer and officials haven’t been able to find a single lead on the person they’ve dubbed The Butcher.

Could Bonnie Boyd’s disappearance be linked to The Butcher? More important, was Leah one of The Butcher’s victims? Could he have gone so far as to murder a child?

With every clue Jack weaves together, the more his own life unravels.

It wasn’t long after that night when Jack couldn’t seem to get his shit together and had taken a sabbatical from the department. When he hadn’t returned after a year, he was asked to turn in his badge. His commander left it open for his return when Jack was ready—and he had planned on going back to work—but after three years, he couldn’t seem to find the same enthusiasm he’d once had for the work. He only tolerated investigative work because it gave him the funds he needed to continue his own investigation—finding his daughter’s killer and his wife. But how could he return to work as a police detective when his family’s case was still cold? He’d failed to protect them. He couldn’t fail at finding the perpetrator.

Jack swung open one of the building’s big glass doors and quickly gazed around the wide, open foyer. To his left, he was immediately taken aback by the display that greeted him. The Spiral of Gratitude memorial to all fallen officers floored him every time he entered the building. The monument consisted of a long, glass tube that was suspended from a large skylight. It was big enough for a sizeable man like himself to comfortably stand inside with outstretched arms and not touch the sides. The inside of the glass was inscribed with an emotive poem by Margo Perin that spiraled in a single continuous line down from the skylight.

Somehow, the words "Never do we have the gift of goodbye. The only choice is to carry on, make our peace" always stood out to him. If his family’s case was never solved, could he find the courage to one day make peace with the losses in his family and find his own peace?

My Review:
4.5 stars

This was a thrilling, pulse-pounding adventure from page one. While the plot was a tad slow at times, for the most part they mystery grabbed my attention and dragged me along all the twists and turns. The intrigue behind not only the mystery at hand, but Jack’s tragic past kept me turning pages, and I ended up liking and relating to Jack more than I thought I would.

However, I was a bit confused by the ending, as I felt there were a number of unanswered questions that I wasn’t expecting. Plus, there’s one heck of a cliffhanger, and I feel like that particular mystery is going to be dragged out over multiple books, which sucked a bit because I really want to know what happened. All in all though, this was a great thriller and a promising new series.

*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.*

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K.A. Lugo is a native Northern Californian who grew up in Carmel-by-the-Sea, part of a larger community founded by artists and writers, including John Steinbeck, George Sterling, and Jack London. Over the years, she's worked with several Carmel notables, but it was in 1997 she left the employ of Clint Eastwood to live in Ireland for six months. It was during this time she met the man she would marry, and relocated to live in Ireland.

While always writing since a very young age, K.A. earned her keep in Ireland as one of the country's foremost travel consultants who also wrote travel articles about Ireland.

Since 2005, K.A. has published fourteen titles in genres including romantic suspense, erotic romance, cozy mystery, and now thrillers.

Slaughtered is the first in the new highly acclaimed Jack Slaughter Thriller series, set in San Francisco, a city close to K.A.'s heart.

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Tuesday, March 19, 2019

Sun Storm Review Tour

In Montana to prove her portable solar panel can solve the world’s energy problems, naïve scientist, Dr. Marie Wilson must first fight to survive, and then expose the powerful businessman intent on destroying her life’s work.

Ex-special forces soldier, David Quinn is haunted by the horrors of combat, and yearns to be left alone with his beehives, but agrees to do one last job for his old mentor.

When the scariest man she’s ever met becomes her savior, Marie discovers a heart of gold beats beneath his surly demeanor.

“I want him dead. Do you hear me?” There was no mistaking Marshall’s distinctive upper-class New England accent or the urgency in his voice. A rush of adrenaline surged through David as he dashed to the door of Portman’s office.

“You were supposed to shoot him as soon as you got to the cabin. Before he suspected—”

David stopped. The old fashioned oak door wasn’t open, but it wasn’t completely closed either. The latch hadn’t caught, leaving the door ajar.

There was something about Marshall’s tone. David could picture him clenching his teeth while he talked. The president of Public Domain Energy wasn’t in danger—he was angry.

David held his breath as he listened.

“You said he was burned out—he had no fight left in him.” The effect of Pretty Boy Brad’s combative tone was lessened by his nasal wheeze.

“He’s a hot-shot Special Forces screw-up. Do you really think he would stand there and let you—?”

“You said he was broken after that incident where he shot his own man. According to your intel, putting a bullet in him should have been easy.”

They were talking about him. David dug his fingers into his palms to establish he was awake and this wasn’t some awful nightmare. A cold vice tightened around his chest, making it difficult to breathe.

“There were three of you and one of him. How did he get the better of you? You were supposed to kill him, the woman, and make it look like a murder-suicide,” Portman spat.

My Review:
4 stars

This was a fun, straightforward, and action-packed adventure. We knew who the bad guys were and why they were doing this. While I’ll admit this did get a tad boring at times, the romance and unexpected details helped spice it up and keep me reading. For example, the scientific background of the story was thought out and plausible, rather than just being used as a plot device, which was a nice bonus.

In addition, I liked Marie and David and their unusual initial meeting. I won’t spoil why, but let’s just say it’s not what I was expecting. Plus, the witty banter between the two was a nice counterpart to the suspense and action.

Overall, while the suspense sometimes hit some ups and downs, the overall story and characters provided a fun, light-hearted romantic suspense journey.

*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.*

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After being thrown out of England for refusing to drink tea, Marlow Kelly made her way to Canada where she found love, a home and a pug named Max. She also discovered her love of storytelling. Encouraged by her husband, children and let’s not forget Max, she started putting her ideas to paper. She enjoys writing suspenseful, fast-paced romance stories that always feature strong women. 

Marlow is an award-winning author and a member of the Romance Writers of America.

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Monday, March 18, 2019

A Magic Redemption Review Tour

Synn, a demon, carries extraordinary magic and power, but there is more within her than she dreams. Kidnapped as a child, her captors murdered her family and forced her into training as a warrior assassin. When an assignment goes horribly wrong, she finds herself at the mercy of the friends and family of her intended target.  Offering valuable information in exchange for protection, she gains her freedom, but it is not without its challenges.

Gavin Shaughnessy is the publican at his family’s Irish pub.  He is certain Synn is meant to be his and isn’t bothered by her past.  He must find a way to convince her, their future together is stronger than the dark memories that haunt her dreams.

When her past comes calling for revenge, will their love survive the raging inferno she brings down upon them? Or will the searing path of destruction destroy all they hold dear?

The road to her cottage took them by the pub. He didn’t want to spoil a great day by stopping by Shaughnessy’s. But he had a nagging feeling that was exactly what he was supposed to do. Prior experience taught him nothing but trouble would come if he ignored his gut. “Mind if we stop by the pub on the way home. Storm can stay in the truck for a few minutes. I want to make sure—”

“Everything is all right?”

“Of course it’s all right. I’ve taken time off before.” Gavin bristled. “I had a life before—” He stopped mid-sentence. No way was he going to spoil this day.

She shifted in her seat to face him. “Before what? Me? Before your sister married an assassin? Or Brandy became engaged to a vampire? Before your world came crashing down amid demons, vampires, witches, and world ending shit?” She paused, closed her eyes, and leaned her head against the seat again. “I didn’t mean that. I’ve been on edge since the dream—nightmare—premonition. Call it what you want. Today was a nice reprieve. But when we hit the edge of town—what’d you call ’em—” she tapped her temple. “My spidey senses went off.” She shivered.

My Review:
4 stars

To start, this is book 5 in a series, but works as a stand-alone. There were references to the earlier books, but enough background information was provided, so it still made sense.

I enjoyed the characters, particularly Synn, as her growth throughout the book was one of the best parts. Though the puppy was a show stealer as well. I was a bit more mixed on Gavin, though a part of that was because his and Synn’s chemistry was awkward.

I also enjoyed the story. Twists, action-packed scenes, and plenty of descriptions (especially with the mythology), this story had it all. However, the pacing was off. The plot would go from ambling along to racing ahead to something in between.

Overall, this was a fun read, and I can’t wait to read the other books in the series and learn more about this world.

*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.*

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Tena Stetler is a best-selling author of award winning paranormal romance. She has an over-active imagination, which led to writing her first vampire romance as a tween to the chagrin of her mother and delight of her friends. After many years as a paralegal, then an IT Manager, she decided to live out her dream of pursuing a publishing career.

With the Rocky Mountains outside her window, she sits at her computer surrounded by a wide array of witches, shapeshifters, demons, faeries, and gryphons, with a Navy SEAL or two mixed in telling their tales. Her books tell stories of magical kick-ass women and mystical alpha males that dare to love them. Travel, adventure and a bit of mystery flourish in her books along with a few companion animals to round out the tales.

Colorado is home; shared with her husband of many moons, a brilliant Chow Chow, a spoiled parrot and a forty-five-year-old box turtle. When she’s not writing, her time is spent kayaking, camping, hiking, biking  or just relaxing in the great Colorado outdoors. During the winter you can find her curled up in front of a crackling fire with a good book, a mug of hot chocolate and a big bowl of popcorn.

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Friday, March 15, 2019

A Fool's Circle VBT

Kate Sanders has suffered many years of physical and mental abuse at the hands of her abusive husband Alan, and convinces herself that she is only holding the family together for the sake of her eight-year-old daughter. If it wasn’t for her best friend Jill Reynolds, she would have taken the suicide option a long time ago.

As she desperately seeks a way to escape, she is contacted by a solicitor. Kate’s old aunt has died and she has been left a small fortune.

For the first time, she sees the light at the end of the tunnel. She dreams of a fresh start, a new home, a new life. What Kate doesn’t know is that Jill and Alan have their own secrets, and are both desperate to get their hands on her money.

Kate soon finds herself falling for the charms of Jonathon Jacobs in what she believes to be fate finally intervening and offering her a second chance, unaware that each move he makes has been directed, orchestrated and well-rehearsed as he begs her to leave her husband Alan.

But is it all too late, as she finds herself in the frame for murder?

Kate followed her into her room, reached out her arm and pulled the covers back as Sophie bounced into her cosy, warm bed. Kate covered her up tight and kissed her on both cheeks.

As she cuddled her, she heard Sophie’s voice. ‘Wow, Mummy, that was a big hug.’

She loved her daughter. Out of all the misery and pain there had never been something so pure and innocent in her life. How she wished Alan still worked away and had never come back home for good. She yearned for it to be just her and Sophie again.

‘I love you, Mummy. I wish you were happy and Daddy was nicer to you. It’s not fair.’

Kate’s heart ached as the words left Sophie’s lips. She tried to hide her emotions.

‘I love you too, my angel.’ She felt the Catholic guilt that had been pushed upon her as a child, not from her own mother, a legal secretary she never saw, who sent out subpoenas or summonses to poor unsuspecting bastards, but from her dear Aunt Beth.

‘Don’t you worry about me Sophie, or Daddy, okay?’

She could hear Aunt Beth’s voice as clear as day in her head. She had warned Kate to be careful and not to inflict any long term damage on to her child but she had chosen to ignore her advice. Her words had come back to haunt her.

Suzanne, thanks so much for stopping by. So how did you get started writing?
I started writing when I first attended a drama school in Islington, London. They told me I needed to write a twenty-minute play and perform it, about 7-8 years ago.

What was the inspiration for your book?
The domestic violence and mental abuse that I had witnessed first-hand as a child. But having a love of psychological thrillers gave me the idea to combine both.

What’s a genre you haven’t written in yet that you’d like to?
If I had to write something else it would be an autobiography. But I’m not ready for that just yet. Any other genre doesn’t appeal to me. I know what I like to write.

Are there any genres you won’t read or write in? Why?
I don’t like romance novels. I find them really boring, to be honest. I can’t even watch a chick flick movie. I need something to motivate me, as I have a really short attention span.

What are you up to now? Do you have any releases planned, or are you still writing?
Well my debut novel is being released on March 17th this year by Wallace Publishing. So I’m really excited about that.

Alright, now for some random, fun questions. Favorite color?
Orange. Happy, fresh and cheerful.

Favorite movie?    
That’s a difficult one! I have so many. But I often like the directors. Anything by Quentin Tarantino, Ridley Scott, Martin Scorsese. But Francis Ford Coppola is also up there with the Godfather.

Book that inspired you to become an author?
Fulfilling my Mother’s dream to write a book. I enjoyed writing scripts and had never attempted writing a book. But when she passed away unexpectedly, I changed course and wrote A Fool’s Circle as a book.

You have one superpower. What is it?
Mind reader!

You can have dinner with any 3 people, dead, alive, fictitious, etc. Who are they?
1. Nikola Tesla
2. David Bowie
3. JFK

Last question: Which of your characters are you most like and how/why?
I’m not like any of my characters. But I can identify with Kate and Sophie.

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Suzanne Seddon was born in 1968 in Islington, London. After leaving school she had many interesting jobs, from swimming teacher to air hostess, and was able to travel the globe. Now a single mum to her teenage daughter Poppy-willow, Suzanne spends her days writing and has written several articles for magazines and newspapers.

Growing up, Suzanne witnessed mental and physical abuse within her own family which strongly influenced her when she wrote her first play, A Fool’s Circle, when she attended the famous Anna Scher Theatre. Suzanne, however, was not content to leave it there and decided to go ahead and transform her play into a novel. 

Not one to shy away from exciting challenges, she also wrote, acted, directed, cast and produced a trailer for the book around her hometown in Islington with the support of local businesses, who recognised the drive and importance of Suzanne and her work.

Suzanne is a passionate writer and she is determined to be heard so that the issue of domestic abuse is raised amongst the public's consciousness, empowering others to speak out. She wants those who suffer at the hands of another to have their voices heard, loud and clear.

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Thursday, March 14, 2019

Discussion of a Decent Dream VBT

In the fall of 1789, on the western edge of the Yorkshire Dales, a dense, persistent fog enshrouds the village of Ingleton. Shadowed spirits hide in the mist and bedevil the townsfolk, heralding a tragedy that has befallen one of their own.

Edmond continues to search for Alexandra, his fiancée, who disappeared the same night that the mist set upon their town. Presumed dead by all others, he visits Alexandra's empty grave, desperate for any hint of what has become of her. Weary from the sleepless nights on his quest, no longer able to stay awake, Edmond falls into a dream before her headstone and there obtains clues from Alexandra as to her whereabouts.

Haunted all the while by a malevolent spirit, Edmond follows the trail that Alexandra left for him and enters the underworld, only to learn that he has been there before, and in fact, quite often. But more, he discovers how he is to blame for Alexandra's disappearance.

A dark literary novel rich in imagery, Discussion of a Decent Dream unearths the consequences of a child's decision to surrender his heart in exchange for unholy power and transcendent knowledge.

Discussion of a Decent Dream is a Finalist in Britain's Wishing Self Book Awards in the Adult category.

I had seen in dream that which appeared before me, a gloriously lined whirlwind of black. It exhibited itself as odd, twitchy, yet with cohesion, both beautiful and horrible at once, as if the core of this being eclipsed an otherwise unseen dawn. The vapor then solidified and took the form of a man, though its feet made no impression in the sand.

It warmed to me, expressing in that charred face such familiarity and delight. Even for my instinctive recoil, I made no real retreat, for I again wanted to hear it speak.

Do you have any tattoos?
No, I am unable to commit to something so permanent.

Is your life anything like it was two years ago?
Oddly enough, it is. I still do what I am compelled to do. Writing is only a part of that. A big part, but there are other endeavors as well. I continue to study martial arts, which I have now for twenty-five years. I began training to remain creative but wanted a form of exercise that was continually engaging. After researching, I found a style that suited me, and it stuck. I have now been teaching it for the last eighteen years.

How long have you been writing?
Although I enjoyed reading novels, I never had thoughts of writing one. Too much work. But one afternoon during my senior year at boarding school, I was sent to detention by my mentor and piano teacher. Having never gone to detention in my four years there, he thought that it would be funny to send me just once, so he came up with an assignment so huge that no one finished it in time, and he threatened detention to all who turned in the assignment incomplete. So, he got his wish, and I went.

Being later in my senior year, I had nothing much to do, so I took a pencil and a blank notebook to detention with me. I sat at a desk in the hall and happened to be under a fluorescent light, which was going out and blinking rapidly, which put me into a kind of trance. Words started to pour from my brain onto the page. And, thus, it began. I have been writing ever since.

I do think that writing is a way of sharing my life experience that is quite unique. No one understands when I make verbal attempts to explain. My subconscious creates stories that relate the worlds that I see and know. I write because I am compelled to, not because I want to.

What advice would you give a new writer just starting out?
If you must write within a genre, a critique group may be helpful. If, however, you seek to innovate, steer clear of critique groups. Everyone will tell you that you cannot do what you are trying to do or that you are doing it wrong. Do it your way and see what happens. Also, seek the counsel of an editor who only wants to make your writing better, not change you into something else or fit your work into a mold.

Tell us something about your newest release that is NOT in the blurb.
Discussion is a story of an existential awakening, a multi-layered allegory, that shares what I have come to know of a world that borders our own.

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E. Curtis draws on personal experiences of the otherworldly for his writing. Through dreams, visions, and waking encounters, his exposure to darkness has motivated him to detail what he has come to know of the preternatural. While a few short pieces have been published on an online literary magazine, Discussion of a Decent Dream is his first novel.

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