Sunday, July 15, 2018

Six on Sunday - WRYNTER, a Paranormal/Contemporary Fantasy Romance

Six paragraphs from Wrynter, a paranormal, contemporary fantasy, romantic suspense.

1. “I noticed you seemed to be comfortable inside my apartment. I saw you running your bare hands over the furniture. Since I’m here with you, I take it you either know everything about me and it doesn’t bother you, or you’ve been taken by my charming personality.” He threw her that boyish grin that made his blue eyes crinkle in the corners.

2. Hammond Blake was real. A decent man with scruples. And the lack of those dark emotions meant that every time she touched him, she wouldn’t be hit with the stomach-churning sickness that took days to scrub from her soul.

3. Grabbing his wrist, she shoved it to the side. The man fired, but the bullet went harmlessly into the ceiling, as she’d planned. At the same time, she threw an arm around his neck and jerked his head downward. His nose connected with her knee, and she heard the solid crunch as the cartilage gave way.

4. His mouth did indescribable things to her. His lips and tongue were driving her senses into overload. His hands massaged, kneaded, and lifted her hips from the bed to grasp her buttocks before reaching up again to find the roundness of her breasts. And when he pulled himself up along her length, sliding taut skin along skin, she unconsciously spread her legs, wishing and wanting him to fulfill her.

5. She remained silent all the way to the police station. He couldn’t imagine what she’d witnessed inside that dog’s head, and he didn’t ask, even though he was curious to know. He’d wait until she was ready to volunteer that information on her own. In the meantime, he’d keep a close eye on her in case there were any repercussions. After all, that was part of his job, his assignment. But mostly, it was because he’d come to realize how deep his feelings were growing for this incredible, beautiful woman. 

6. If there was anything positive to be said about her imprisonment, she now knew the truth about the Mays woman’s death. At least, she knew who the killer was. Who had pulled out that knife from the butcher block, then put it back when a bigger, better blade had presented itself. Who had left that bloody footprint near the body. Who had torn the opal necklace from the old woman’s neck, severely tearing and bruising the paper-thin skin. She’d gotten the information in bits and pieces, forcing herself to sift it like precious jewels from the sludge of ugliness that was poured into her every time this woman touched her. 

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Friday, July 13, 2018

Now Available as an Audio Book! DO WAH DIDDY ME, a Time Travel Urban Fantasy by Carolyn Gregg

Now Available as an Audio Book!

Do Wah Diddy Me
Time-Travel Urban Fantasy
Word Count: 16.6K
1.99 e / $6.99 p / $6.95 a

Narrated by Linda Mooney
Length: 1 hr, 55 min

It all began when she found the silver charm bracelet.

As a realtor, Geraldine "Geri" Jones has been trying for years to get the property off her hands. Back in the 50s, it had been called Mabelling's, one of the first drive-in soda and burger joints in the state. But after a calamity destroyed the place and took many lives, the remaining structure had fallen into ruin.

It was while showing the location to a prospective buyer that she finds the bracelet buried between the cracks in the blackened floor tiles. What she doesn't expect is for the bracelet to transport her back to 1959. Back to the diner when it was in its heyday. There she meets Roddy "Hot Rod" Carvelle, with his tight jeans, tighter white T-shirt, and slicked back hair. A man twelve years her junior, who gives her the thrill of her life in the backseat of his baby blue Bel Air.

But the anniversary of the catastrophe that destroyed Mabelling's is fast approaching, and, knowing his fate is to die in the fire, Geri is determined to save Roddy from his final destiny. What she doesn't realize is that she and Roddy could become two more victims of the disastrous event.

Wednesday, July 11, 2018

New! WRYNTER, a Paranormal/Contemporary Fantasy/Romantic Suspense

Paranormal/Contemporary Fantasy/Romantic Suspense
by Linda Mooney
Word Count:  35.1K
$2.99 e

She reaches into minds to discover the truth. But this time, what she finds could get her killed.

Wrynter Poe is both blessed and cursed with a unique ability. She can’t read minds, but she can follow a person’s memories of an event they witnessed. Which is why she works as a special agent for the FBI in helping local law enforcement agencies solve crimes. But this gift comes with a price. She cannot touch the bare skin of another person, for fear of accidentally obtaining emotional discharge or feelings from them.

Lieutenant Hammond Blake is an undercover cop who's been assigned to help this strange woman, when a homicide case she's helping with suddenly takes a dangerous turn. While that case is being investigated, he accompanies her to her next job to make sure she stays safe. All it takes is one touch, one breach of her self-imposed isolation, for the both of them to discover how much they need each other.

What neither of them realize is that the homicide has far deeper roots within the police force. Roots involving corruption and a cover-up that will put both their lives in danger, and test Wrynter's abilities beyond her own endurance. 

Warning!  Contains latex gloves, a special necklace, skin-to-skin contact, a four-legged snitch, a motel on wheels, a chase in the middle of nowhere, and only one chance for two people to discover if their mutual attraction is the real thing.

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Monday, July 9, 2018

Please Welcome Clara Winter as She Tells Us About Her Paranormal Romance, DEEPEST MIDNIGHT, The Immortal Kindred Series Bk. 1

Deepest Midnight
The Immortal Kindred Series
Book One
by Clara Winter

Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Inkspell Publishing
Date of Publication: June 25, 2018
ISBN: 978-1-945910-64-7
Number of pages: 162
Word Count: 48,903

Tagline: True love never dies

Book Description:

True love never dies. At least it doesn’t for Millicent, a once French noblewoman turned immortal vampire. Her big problem is that the love of her life was murdered before she was granted immortality. Forever is a long time to live in despair. 240 years later, she happens upon an English actor named Jack, who happens to look exactly like her dead lover.

Trying to figure out Jack’s true soul identity becomes complicated by her own uncertainty, Jack’s mortality, and the other man in Millicent’s life. Alexandre, her maker and companion, isn’t going to make it too easy for her. Millicent must decide if she’s going to continue to be led by others or take the reins and drive the outcome of her life.

Deepest Midnight is set in modern day Savannah, Ga with occasional glimpses back to 18th century France.

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Excerpt 2:

I reach into my clutch to take out my phone. Someone may as well get lucky tonight. Before I can begin my text, Alexandre is next to me. Being psychically linked to him stinks sometimes. Ok, all the time. If I wasn’t so lazy, I would learn how to shield my thoughts.
I put my phone away. He says, “You know I hate texting.”
“Why are you whispering? Who could possibly hear us?” I ask, in my sweetest southern belle accent. Irritating him is what I do best, although he doesn’t always take the bait.
“Do you see her?” He pauses, looking around. “There she is in the back, next to the man with the copper hair. Don’t you have a thing for gingers, Mills?” He tugs on my arm, pointing with his other hand, as I look up.
Alexandre starts explaining how he is going to approach her. I roll my eyes. He thinks he can just walk up to a world-famous movie star, throw up an eyebrow, and she’ll be stripping naked. The annoying thing is, she probably will. On the last half of my eye roll, I lock eyes with a man who was murdered over two hundred years ago. All the breath leaves my body.

What is it about this book that makes it special?

               Deepest Midnight is a paranormal romance with a combination of other elements that make it unique. This story is a second chance romance and an historical romance, as much as it is paranormal. The story also contains a strong female friendship and deals with reincarnation.
                Millicent meets the love of her life in 18th century France. This man, Julien, is murdered the same night she becomes a vampire. Millicent is now an immortal being who must live an eternity without her love. More than 200 years later she happens upon a man who looks exactly like Julien. Does this man share a soul with the love she lost long ago or is this all a coincidence?
               I was interested in the idea of reincarnation as it would relate to immortal beings. If you live long enough would you come around to people you had known before? It’s an interesting concept. Millicent learns about karmic groups; groups of souls who are attracted to each other, time and time again. This can mean that we will come back to those we love in this life, in the next life, and the life after that. What a beautiful and comforting idea. However, this can also mean we are likely to run into people we don’t like but are still somehow bound to in a cosmic way.
               The historical element is important to this story. Scenes from Millicent’s past illustrate her love for Julien and show the reader how it is that she became immortal. I had a blast researching 18th century France, as I have a penchant for historical gowns and jewels.
               The element of a strong female friendship was important to me. For me, friendships are just as important as romantic relationships. It’s so vital to nurture friendships with women who stand by each other, support each other, and build each other up.

               Deepest Midnight is the result of a lot of interesting research. If you came across someone who loved you in a past life, do you think they would love you all over again?

About the Author:

Clara Winter grew up reading Anne of Green Gables, The Secret Garden, and Alice in Wonderland, while watching Buck Rogers, Star Trek, and Doctor Who. Writing her own stories naturally ensued. She is a wife, mother, and former school counselor, with a Master’s Degree in Counseling. Amy is from Colorado Springs, Co and currently resides in Mission Viejo, Ca. 

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Sunday, July 8, 2018

Saturday, July 7, 2018

Please Welcome Veronica Scott as She Talks About Her Sci-Fi Romance, DARIK, Sectors New Allies, Bk. 4

Thrilled to announce the next book in my Badari Warriors series, DARIK! The cover is another gem from the talented Fiona

The blurb:

Nicolle James is far from her home in the human Sectors, kidnapped by alien scientists to be the subject of horrifying experiments.  Her only hope might be a mysterious soldier she’d glimpsed outside the laboratory fence. She’d managed to sneak a few words of conversation with him when her captors weren’t watching but now the aliens were taking her inside the lab to begin the experiments.

Darik, a warrior of the genetically engineered Badari pack, is on a solo recon mission to check out a mysterious new lab high in the mountains. His orders are strict – do not engage. But when he has a chance meeting with the woman who might be his mate, he vows not to abandon her, orders or no orders.

Can he get inside an underground lab, find Nicolle and rescue her without getting captured himself? And when he learns the lab’s deadly secrets, can he get word to his pack about the new dangers?

Because the ruthless alien scientist running the experiments wants to get her hands on him too and will stop at nothing to achieve her goals.

The excerpt:

Darik measured the size of the huge paw print in the snow, comparing the breadth to his own generously sized hand. “Big predator, nothing we’ve ever seen before. Nothing comparable in the lowlands.” He took a deep breath of the crisp mountain air, automatically sorting the scents and savoring many new to him. Small furred creatures, towering trees, elusive woodland flowers and moss – he enjoyed all the novelties. It was still a rare luxury for him not to smell the hated disinfectants and chemicals of the Khagrish lab where his kind were created.

His metallic companion MARL12 shifted beside him, disturbing the air as the small alien device floated on an antigrav cushion. “Best to avoid an encounter with any predators.” 

Grinning, Darik rose to his feet and eyed the miniature ovoid, now positioned a few feet further away, orange and pink lights flicking across its shiny surface in rapid patterns. The one tiny patch of green on the machine which he’d noticed was consistently present blinked in the lower rear quadrant of the Alien Intelligence unit’s silver skin.

Darik dusted snow from his palms. “Nervous? I’ll protect you, don’t worry.” He kicked loose snow over the tracks contemptuously. “Big as this animal may be, he’s not going to challenge a full grown Badari male like me. My talons are twice the size of his.”

“We can’t afford to be diverted from our primary mission—”

“Give it a break, MARL12. We’re in this animal’s territory and, unless he challenges me, I’m not looking for trouble. Live and let live.”

Darik had been dropped off at a higher elevation in the mountains so he wouldn’t be spotted by the enemy based in the foothills. He’d descended thousands of feet since his arrival, taking a circuitous route to his assigned target. Neither he nor his Alpha wanted any hint of a Badari presence in the area to become known. He relished the chance to hike through the old growth forest, alone except for his annoying AI companion.

“The sun will set in thirty two minutes and twelve seconds,” MARL12 announced in a crisp tone with no resemblance to the timbre of either human or Badari voices but was uniquely his own, as if a sizable bird had been given vocal chords.

Darik glanced at the small alien AI dispatched to assist him on this reconnaissance and decided to poke its emotional responses with a little barb. “I can see in the dark perfectly well. It’s a Badari attribute. Can’t you?”

A brief silence descended as the AI floated along on its antigrav cushion, bobbing over bushes and other obstacles. MARL12 might be a miniaturized version of its parent unit but the superior attitude was full scale. “I have complete visual acuity under all circumstances. My concern was for you to have a safe base camp established before dark.”

Pausing, Darik leaned in close.

The AI retreated a foot and hovered. 

“I can take care of myself, thanks. I don’t need a minder.” Standing at his full seven foot height, Darik sampled the air again. “There’s no predator in this area capable of taking on a Badari and hoping to win.” He flashed his talons and fangs for the sheer joy of it. Leaping to the flat top of a nearby boulder, he surveyed the vistas ahead and expanded his chest with pleasure. This was the way for a man to live—free, with unlimited nature to explore. Of course, I do have a job to do. Aydarr didn’t send me here to have fun.

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Thursday, July 5, 2018

Painted Street Carpets Connect Modern Cities to Ancient Ornamentation by Arthur-Louis Ignoré

Arthur-Louis Ignoré, also known as Ali, paints white patterned carpets on public sidewalks and passageways in cities across the world, including recent installations throughout France and Finland. The works are inspired by both geometric and botanical patterns found in ancient ornamentation from a wide range of cultural contexts. By combining the patterns into public works, he showcases the diversity found in our modern cities while providing a domestic aesthetic that contrasts the often brutalist feel of urban environments.

Currently the artist lives in Rennes, France, where a few years ago he painted his largest installation to date. The 10,000-square-foot mandala was painted on the roof of the Social Welfare Family Allowance building, and visually created links between works Ali produced in both Montreal and New York City. You can see more of his painted carpet installations on Instagram and Behance.