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About Alicia Dean

Author of paranormal and romantic suspense. Follow her on Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/pages/Alicia-Dean/131939826889437) or twiiter (https://twitter.com/Alicia_Dean_)

Author Interview with Kim Janine Ligon  ~ New Release: Running To Daylight #cozymystery #cleanromance

Please help me welcome today’s guest, Kim Janine Ligon…

Please tell us a little about yourself, where are you from? Where do you live now? Family? Pets?

I grew up in a small town in Wisconsin as the oldest of ten kids. I have six sisters and three brothers. My dad was a veterinarian so we had pets galore. At one point we have six Great Danes, a pug, and three Siamese cats who all lived in the house with (at that time) six kids. Once I went to college and could put on black pants without brushing off animal hair, I never went back to having pets again. I married my college sweetheart while still in college. After living in central and southern Illinois, then Philadelphia, PA, we are now settled in Alabama.

Where did you get the idea for Running To Daylight?

My husband has named this book and three others before this. The only one he didn’t name was my Christmas in the Castle book.

Why did you choose this genre?

This is my fourth cozy romantic mystery. I like the added intrigue beyond the romance. It is the third book set in Lansdale, Wisconsin.

Was there anything unusual, any anecdote about this book, the characters, title, process, etc, you’d like to share?

My sister, Erin, will recognize herself in an encounter at the Purple Cow Drive-in early in the book and The Fox Creek Winery really does exist in Richland County Illinois. My uncle and cousin own it.

What is the most difficult thing about writing a book?

Remembering to SHOW not TELL.

What was the most difficult thing about this one in particular?

Getting used to a new editor after working with the same one on the first four books.

Do you collect anything?

I collect bunny figurines and elephant figurines. The elephant collection grew dramatically when I inherited my mother’s collection.

What was your first job?

Working in my dad’s veterinary clinic. I did everything. I answered phones, scheduled small animal appointments, called on the radio about farmers who needed the veterinarian, cleaned cages for the animals being boarded or recovering, clipped poodles, did inventory, posted charges, and processed bills. It was a lot of different experience and one of the hardest jobs I ever had.

What’s the main thing that you could get rid of in your life that would give you more writing time?

That’s easy—housework—not cleaning because I do very little of that but grocery shopping, laundry, cooking, cleanup, paying bills. All those things are necessary but they are also time consuming. If I became the outstanding housekeeper my mother was washing walls, shampooing carpets, and repainting—I’d never have time to write.

What is your favorite quote?

Winston Churchill said during the blitzes of WWII: “Never, never, never give up.” I think that’s great advice in so many situations in life and, especially, in writing and being published.

What do you want your tombstone to say?

She loved her family and friends fiercely.

Are your characters based off real people or did they all come entirely from your imagination?

They are parts of real people mashed together. Sometimes I start with a real name and can see a real person as the model, but I modify character traits to fit the story. Sometimes people I know think one of my characters is a mutual friend but I’ve never just lifted someone in total to the pages of my book. 

What do your friends and family think of your writing?

They are my biggest cheerleaders and supporters. They signed up for my blog. They are early readers and critics. They buy my books and encourage their friends to buy them too. They love to have their names turn up as a character.

Thank you for joining me and sharing a little about yourself. Now, please tell us about your book.

Blurb:  

After ten years in witness protection, Morgan Tucker is hidden no longer. Evil hasn’t been thwarted by a false name or Morgan’s move the small town Lansdale, Wisconsin.

Mark Trask, a veteran of Lansdale’s police force, returns from vacation to find his reclusive housemate, Phil Hughes, missing. The driver of a black pickup truck stalks Mark and nearly kills him. Are they targeting Mark or is it related to Phil’s mysterious disappearance?

Elsie Dennis lives with her older brother, Hubert and operates Knitting Pretty in downtown Lansdale. Unexpected danger plagues the siblings. Why now? Who is behind this evil?

Mark and Elsie are thrown together to solve the mysteries surrounding them and try to determine if they are related to a ten-year-old murder. They encounter evil at every turn as together they find their way toward the daylight.

Excerpt:

 It was too late for celebrating. It wasn’t even a relief that Scachhi can no longer hurt me. I couldn’t visit Mom since she’s been gone five years. Cancer was the physician’s diagnostic guess. I knew better. It was loneliness and a broken heart. I couldn’t contact her without The Family finding out. That was against the rules I have had to live by all these years.

I have always been a ‘follow the rules, do the right thing’ person. Always. At all costs. Ten years has been a long time to stay this hazardous course. I have had to watch every step to stay on the straight and narrow never-ending path toward daylight. 

I was finally free, but I have nowhere to go. No one was waiting to welcome me back into the bosom of my family. They were all gone. No one knew Morgan Tucker any longer. I sacrificed my life so that my father would get the justice he deserved. I would do it again. It was the right thing—the only choice. Mom understood the truth as well as I did. Perhaps even better.

I testified. The bad guys went to prison. I have been reborn into a new life under the protection of the U.S. Marshals Service. I’m living proof that when you do the right thing everything will work out in the end. 

Wait.

Who knew to send me a letter to an address in Lansdale, Wisconsin?

To the new me?

If the sender was only trying to scare me, they have succeeded in spades. Who would still be alive to care where I am? Who I am?

Lord, please don’t leave me. I need your protection now more than ever. Shield me from the darkness. Lead me to the daylight.

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About the Author:

Kim Janine Ligon has been writing stories for most of her life—some on paper and some only in her head. She has lots of source material growing up as the oldest child in a large family in a small town in Wisconsin. Her father was a veterinarian so there were not only lots of children around, but all manner of house pets and farm animals, too. Her love of reading comes from her mother who was seldom seen sitting down without a book in her hand. After a demanding career in healthcare information technology, she is now doing all the creative things she loves which includes writing her stories to share with you. She lives with her chief encourager and personal romantic hero, her husband of almost forever, in Alabama. Please follow her further adventures at www.spinningromance.com or contact her at kimjanine@spinningromance.com

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10 Moments That Changed My Life with Colleen L Donnelly ~ New Release: I Have a Story #HistoricalRomance

Please help me welcome Colleen L Donnelly…

Ten Moments That Changed My Life

  1. The time an angel grabbed me as I toppled over the edge of a bluff on my tenth birthday. I felt their hands, but saw nothing, and was up-righted from a free fall to back on my feet.
  2. The time when as a very young child, I shoved my little brother aside so I could have first dibs on a bowl with the remnants of cake batter inside. I realized then that I didn’t have a bully’s heart and found no pleasure in behaving that way. My brother and I still competed, and I wasn’t always the best big sister, but from then on, I knew who I was and how I was designed.
  3. The time I went to a Neil Diamond concert and realized the audience was almost geriatric. I didn’t enter leaning on a walker, but I had to face that I was no longer a spring chicken.
  4. The time I learned a new language—Sign Language—and had my world opened up to a whole new culture and wealth of friends.
  5. The time(s) I became a parent and realized I wasn’t the center of the universe and there were needs and people more important than mine and me in the world.
  6. The first loss of someone very special and their funeral I couldn’t stop crying at.
  7. The moment in adulthood when my parents suddenly made sense, and I realized they weren’t unreasonable and on earth merely to make my life miserable.
  8. The day I realized my husband was betraying me, and the long trek through the grieving process that followed.
  9. The first sip of real coffee that turned me into a coffee snob, causing me to throw out all store brands, trash my drip coffee maker, and begin to pay for good beans, grind them myself, and spend the time drizzling the perfect temperature of water over a cone of dark grounds.
  10. The moment the Bible suddenly made sense.  

Blurb:

Jim Turner writes crime but doesn’t live it. He respects his grandfather’s tales of heroes but doesn’t believe them. When his failing grandfather sends him to a remote peninsula to write the end of his own heroic love story, Jim includes a war criminal interview while there to maintain his edge.

Chastity is an anomaly, a misfit in pre-WWII culture as well as in Jim’s life. Her spritely charm and endearing features turn Jim’s world upside down, especially when she reveals his grandfather’s peninsula as the site of her upcoming wedding.

Do good journalists flee when their interviewee is murdered? Do heroes write fiancés out of another’s story and themselves in? “The End” become the hardest words for Jim to write.

Excerpt:

“So,” Chastity said. “Tell me more about the grandfather who impacted you so much.”

I felt him in the room. Or maybe it was in Grove. Mountain Grove. Or because we had been on his beloved peninsula, she with her yellowish hair. It was as if he joined Chastity and me, and she sensed it too. His hands and heart were in this decrepit building with us, his presence and hers making it feel like a castle instead.

“If it wasn’t for him, who knows where you might be now instead of here helping me.” She squeezed my hand.

How did she know? Because of Grandpa I came to Grove and searched for a peninsula that brought me to Chastity…who actually brought me to it. “My grandfather is a wonderful man… But before we discuss him, there are things you should know about.” I had to be honest. “Tasks you can’t help me with.” Like crime and violence, dangerous interviews, and the way I felt about her.

A face unlike any I had ever seen…and never would again…should send my heroic heart to the ladder where I would gather a million splinters in my hands by sliding to the ground, risking pain and infection to keep her safe by leaving.

Her features looked watery as I gazed at her. Tears? I never cried. Her pastel throw rugs turned into colorful puddles blurred by an emotion I had never experienced before.

“You are supposed to be here, Jim. And I am supposed to help you.”

For a moment, something ominous crept into my thoughts. Something of the old crime writer in me, who with several clicks of a typewriter’s keys could turn any story the direction I wanted. I welcomed him back, then set him aside. Because in the blue of her eyes, I saw something stronger—my promise.

If friendship was defined by a long period of time and a large number of interactions, Chastity didn’t qualify. And maybe my initial carnal fascination which became a pitter-patter my heart couldn’t beat without didn’t meet the definition of love. But she was at least partially right. For three days we were supposed to be together and help each other. For three days we had an eternity.

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About the Author:

Colleen L Donnelly put her science education to use for years and then put it behind her to pursue other passions. Her first love is writing and her second is hunting—hunting for that next good story, hunting for shed antlers or mushrooms in the woods, hunting for the next good author to read. An avid believer in work hard/play hard, Colleen splits her time between indoors and out, always busy at something.

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The Spotlight is on Linda Griffin & Morgan’s Landing #Mystery

Please help me welcome today’s guest, Linda Griffin….

In the small Maryland town of Morgan’s Landing, fourteen-year-old Julie Morgan is living in comfort with her wealthy family. She disappears on her way to school after a spat with her twin sister. Detective Jim Brady, married and the father of two, has been on the Morgan’s Landing police force for twelve years. He identifies a few suspects in the girl’s disappearance—Is it the fired school janitor, a paroled sex offender, Julie’s computer teacher…or his own teenage son? Jim can’t believe his son could be involved, but his wife is convinced the boy is hiding something. He needs to find Julie before the worst happens—and keep the peace at home.

Excerpt:

 Heather was taking a math test when Mr. Scarlett, the vice principal, called her out in the hall to ask if she knew where Julie was. He was unusually stern.

“She has Phys Ed this period,” Heather said. Shouldn’t he know that?

“She’s not in class,” Mr. Scarlett said. “She wasn’t in Computer Applications first period, either. Your mother says she didn’t stay home sick.”

“No, she left before I did,” Heather said. She was mystified, and as the situation sank in, she experienced the first shudder of real fear. Julie liked school, and she would never cut classes. Their parents would kill them if they even thought of such a thing. They were not overly strict, but they were firm in their expectations that their daughters would always do the right thing.

She dug her cell phone, silenced during class, out of her purse, and dialed her sister’s number. It rang four times and went to voicemail. “It’s me,” she said. “Where are you? Call when you get this.”

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“Julie Morgan is missing.” Jim Brady took the call at 10:30. He had been with the Morgan’s Landing Police Department for twelve years, and this was only his second missing person case. The first had involved a three-year-old boy who had wandered away and been found within the hour. He still remembered the emotions associated with that hour: the overwhelming anguish of the boy’s mother, the sharp desire to make sure his own son was safe. This time Colin was in school, and Jim resisted the urge to call Frances—of course the baby was safe with her.

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About the Author:

Linda Griffin knew she wanted to be a “book maker” as soon as she learned to read and wrote her first story, “Judy and the Fairies,” at the age of six. Her passion for the printed word also led me to a career with the San Diego Public Library. She retired to spend more time on her writing and has had stories of every length from short shorts to novellas published in numerous literary journals. Morgan’s Landing is her tenth novel published by the Wild Rose Press. In addition to the three R’s—reading, writing, and research—she enjoys travel, movies, Scrabble, and visiting museums and art galleries.

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The Spotlight is on Diana Rubino and CROWNED BY LOVE

Please help me welcome Diana Rubino…

CROWNED BY LOVE, Book One of The Yorkist Saga

After Richard III is slain in battle, a beautiful orphan finds true love and her true family, to her relief—and horror.

England, 1471

Beautiful orphaned Denys Woodville is thrust into the center of power politics when her guardian Elizabeth Woodville marries the new king, Edward IV. The Wars of the Roses finally seem to be at an end, with the House of York victorious over the House of Lancaster. 
But not everyone rejoices in King Edward’s victory. Elizabeth and her Woodville clan have clawed their way to power by switching sides throughout the Wars of the Roses. They are always on the lookout for a chance to advance their ambitions, even at the expense of the king’s family and most loyal supporters.


Denys is delighted that the House of York has won, though she detests Elizabeth’s grasping nature. She considers King Edward and his youngest brother Richard, duke of Gloucester, the only real family she ever had. Elizabeth has never given her a hint of who her real parents might have been.


As the walls of the palace start to close in around her, Denys decides to flee the safety of the court in order to seek the truth about her real identity. She longs to find any living family of her own.


Elizabeth marries her off to Valentine Starbury, duke of Norwich, out of spite, but her feelings for him strengthen and bloom into love. He joins her quest to find her family, but with no reliable leads, it becomes hopeless. After King Richard’s devastating death in the Battle of Bosworth, Denys finally reaches her lifelong goal—she finds her family, in a stunning twist of fate.

Scene Three of CROWNED BY LOVE

Denys’s Aunt Elizabeth adopted her, then neglected her to passionately pursue Edward, England’s future king. Edward fell hard, and they married. The new bride had no need of a child, so she sent Denys to Yorkshire, far out of the way.

The childless duke and duchess of Scarborough raised her as the daughter they never had. When the duchess died, the duke sent Denys back to court, unwanted again. Despite having a king and queen for an uncle and aunt, Denys languished, a lost soul. Today, as reunited lovers surrounded her, she stood alone, unwanted. To add to her misery, the knight of her dreams appeared, only to vanish. Such was her life as an outsider.

Her lady-in-waiting entered, curtsied, and held out a folded parchment embossed with the royal seal. “A page delivered this from her highness the queen, my lady.”

She dismissed the maid. “It can wait.” Probably a summons to one of the queen’s silly musicales, an excuse for court ladies to gossip.

She put the message out of her mind till that eve as her tiring woman stood behind her brushing her hair.

“Jane, please fetch me that royal parchment.” She waved in the direction of her writing table.

Denys broke the seal and unfolded it—a summons, all right—but not to a giddy musicale.

It was a summons to a wedding—her own. Her heart took a sickening lurch.

Her intended was Richard, duke of Gloucester, the king’s youngest brother, her childhood companion. Queen Elizabeth always married relatives off to the cream of nobility, and Richard was the highest ranking bachelor in the kingdom.

Far from her idea of a husband. A brother, yes. A husband—never!

A fastidious prude, he intended to wed his sweetheart Anne Neville.

Denys and Richard played together as children, and renewed their friendship when she returned to court. They played tennis, chess, cards—but play ended at games. Just the thought of kissing him made her shudder.

Now the queen wanted them wed on Christmas Day.

Seething with fury, she strode to the hearth and flung the parchment into the flames. They licked and charred it beyond recognition. She crawled into bed for a long, hard think.

By the time she fell asleep, she’d already thought of several ways out.

How I ‘met’ Richard III

Every Ricardian has a story about how they discovered Richard III and became fascinated with him.

I started researching my first historical, The Jewels of Warwick, centered around Henry VIII and two fictional heroines, in 1990—with no internet (how did I do it?) I have a strong spiritual connection with late medieval England, which is the basis for my enchantment with this place and time. Jewels took 2 years to research and write, with no internet. It came very close to publication with several romance houses, but missed the mark for containing too little romance. When I finished Jewels, I scoured the history books for another legendary figure to write about. While I browsed the Cambridge Library stacks, a book snagged my eye. Lying, not standing, on the wrong shelf was Crown of Roses by Valerie Anand. It drew me like a magnet. Richard III is a central character in the story, and the author thanks the Richard III Society for helping her. Already hooked on Richard, his tragic death at 32 and his reputation as a usurper and a murderer of his little nephews, I joined this Richard III Society. As everyone else who has a story about how they ‘met’ Richard, he fascinated me. I’d found the subject of my next novel! And it tied in perfectly as a prequel to The Jewels of Warwick. Titled Thy Name is Love, it made the same rounds of publishers, remaining homeless after several rewrites and seven years.

In 1999 with the Internet making my life so much easier, I queried the many E-publishers that had recently set up shop, and British publisher Domhan Books responded in March with an offer for my two historicals. Fortunately, Domhan also published print books.

The publisher, Siobhan McNally, published Thy Name is Love because she’s a huge Richard sympathizer.

Purchase CROWNED BY LOVE

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About Me

My passion for history and travel has taken me to every locale of my books and short stories, set in Medieval and Renaissance England, Paris, Egypt, the Mediterranean, colonial Virginia, New England, Washington D.C. and New York. My urban fantasy romance, FAKIN’ IT, won a Top Pick award from Romantic Times. I’m a member of Romance Writers of America, the Richard III Society and the Aaron Burr Association. My husband Chris and I own CostPro, an engineering firm based in Boston. In my spare time, I bicycle, golf, play my piano, devour books of any genre, and spend as much time as possible living the dream on my beloved Cape Cod.

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My Website

www.dianarubino.com

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The Spotlight is on Hywela Lyn & Her New Release: The Matchmaker’s Mare  #Sweetparanormalromance 

Please help me welcome today’s guest, Hywela Lyn…

                           

Giveaway: $10 Amazon Gift Card and ‘Matchmaker’ key chain to one lucky commenter

Who knew a stray pony and a haunted cottage could bring two wounded hearts together?

BLURB:

When Megan Johnson inherits an old cottage in the Welsh countryside, she seizes the opportunity to cut ties with her past life, after a broken romance. Her nearest neighbour, a horse trainer, is also something of an enigma. Single dad Glyn Phillips does his best to balance his love of horses and hard work, with his devotion to his son. When he meets his new neighbour, he knows he should resist any attraction. A feisty pony mare which mysteriously appears on his land adds to his problems, but another, larger problem lies ahead. Two matchmaking spirits find their carefully laid plans may not go as smoothly as they hope.

Excerpt:

Prologue

Near Pentrebont, West Wales, sometime in the distant past.

“Faster Seren, faster.” Leaning low over the pony’s neck the young woman urged her into a mile-eating gallop. The mare’s hooves scarcely seemed to touch the ground as she appeared to fly across the rugged landscape. If only Seren really could gallop through the air, it would make her escape so much easier.

There had been something very special about the filly Rhiannon found as a motherless foal in the mountains and raised until fully grown. She named her Seren, meaning ‘Star’, for the perfect diamond-shaped star on her face. Seren needed no breaking-in or training, but allowed Rhiannon to sit on her back as soon as she was mature enough to take a rider. No one else could ride her, not even Sion Sienco. Now she could only hope the mare would carry her to Sion in time.

She cast one last, swift look over her shoulder at the only home she had ever known. The cottage receded into the distance, appearing forlorn in the soft moonlight before melting into the darkness. She could almost believe the cottage knew she would never return. With a sigh, she turned her head to concentrate on the rough road ahead. 

Thoughts of the injured animals the villagers, or their children, would bring to the cottage for her to heal flashed into her mind, and hot tears stung her eyes. Her spells and herbs could heal most injuries provided they were not too severe. Now she would no longer be able to help them. Nor would she be able to use her gift of matchmaking to help the maidens in the village find their one true love. “Oh Sion,” she whispered, “Sion, where are you when I need you?”

She pushed the mare even faster. “Sion,” she whispered once more. “Sion, please let me find you.” 

Her father’s harsh words rang in her head and a shiver ran through her, which had nothing to do with the chill night air. “It is all arranged. You will marry Gwynfor Pryce. We have already agreed on the marriage settlement and the wedding will take place a week today. There will be no more argument.” 

Rhiannon knew then she must leave the little cottage where she had lived with her father since her mother died five years before. Leaving the dwelling where she’d lived her whole life, the only home she knew, made her heart ache. However, she would not marry a man she hated.

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About the Author:

Award-winning U.K. author, Hywela Lyn spent most of her life in Wales, whose beautiful landscapes and wealth of myths and legends inspired her to write. A horse and dog lover, she weaves fantasy romances set in her native Wales, and romantic Science Fiction adventures set in the future. She loves dreaming up characters who overcome the odds, and go on to find deep and enduring love. However difficult the journey, in the end love will always win. She hopes her stories will truly take you ‘out of this world’ and beyond.

She is a member of The Romantic Novelists’ Association and her local writing group, Chiltern Writers. Beloved Enemy, the third book in the Destiny Trilogy, was shortlisted in the Paranormal category of the prestigious Romantic Novelists Association RoNA awards and was a Runner up in the U.S. RONE Awards in 2017. Circumstances prevented her writing since the Release of Beloved Enemy and she is excited to now be able to announce the release of her new novel The Matchmaker’s Mare, featuring her other great love, horses, and the area in Wales where she grew up.

When she is not writing or reading, she can usually be found enjoying the outdoors with Choccy, anything involving horses or dogs, or just eating chocolate!

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Please tell us a little about yourself, where are you from? Where do you live now? Family? Pets?

My pen name, Hywela Lyn, is a combination of my first two names. (I have always been known by my second name ‘Lyn’ and thought it was time my Welsh first name was used as well!) Having been born and raised in Wales living and working there for most of my life, I moved to a small village in England when I married my late husband, Dave, although I have to admit my heart remains in Wales!  A keen animal lover, especially horses and dogs, I live with a terrier called Choccy, adopted by myself and my husband. Choccy rules the house and keeps me sane (nearly

Where did you get the idea for THE MATCHMAKER’S MARE. Why did you choose this genre (is it something you’ve written in before)? Was there anything unusual, any anecdote about this book, the characters, title, process, etc, you’d like to share?

I’ve always loved Science Fiction, Fantasy and stories of the paranormal. My fantasy novella, Dancing with Fate was originally written as part of an anthology featuring the Greek muses, for the Wild Rose Press, who have published all my books to date, including my Science Fiction Romance trilogy, which, like The Matchmaker’s Mare, started out as a short story.

One of the first short tales I ever wrote was entitled A touch of Witchcraft, about a fiery grey Welsh Mountain pony belonging to a white witch.  Years later, I dug that one out and the witch became a matchmaker, and the pony evolved into a chestnut mare, becoming my latest novel The Matchmaker’s Mare. I usually manage to sneak a horse or pony into all my stories somewhere, and this one allowed me to indulge my love of horses more fully.)

I’ve had a passion for horses for as long as I can remember, and I saved up for five years to purchase Flicka, my first horse, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge several years ago and is also featured in The Matchmaker’s Mare, along with Flying T’pau (aka TipTop), although the actual Star (Seren) was a gentle 15.2 hands high bay mare I bred myself, from Flicka, rather than a feisty little chestnut pony, but she did have a perfect star in the middle of her face!

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The Spotlight is on Tashia L. Fugate & Steel and Hemlock

Check out the fabulous Tashia L. Fugate and her latest release…

“Not all that is dark is evil. Sometimes it’s just misunderstood.”

Blurb:

Typical fairy tales are filled with magic and wonder, but in Glenwood things have turned grim. Prince Charming has fangs, the princess doesn’t want to be rescued, and the kingdom isn’t everything it should be. For Samantha Walker, getting a second chance in life was a miracle, but opening her mind to the reality of her past was like opening Pandora’s box. With her memories unlocked, she struggles to find her way in a world that thinks she’s dead. The line between good and evil has become blurred as she fights for the truth.

Sparks turn into flames as Samantha reconnects with Deacon Vasileios, the handsome werewolf from her past, but is he enough to keep Samantha out of the enemy’s claws? Control only makes things worse as Deacon and their friends are left with the consequences of their decisions. If Samantha can’t break away from this dark path on her own, then Deacon will have to stop her one way or another. Breadcrumbs have been scatted along the way, but in Glenwood, the Gingerbread House isn’t where the witch sleeps.

Excerpt:

She was the predator, and she wanted the world to know it. Her howl echoed through the fog. The lights of Glenwood twinkled below her perch on the mountain side. Her city awaited her, and the wolf longed to taste all that it held. Starting with Deacon. I will find you. Her voice spoke in her mind and with a final howl she lost herself completely.

Buy links:

Amazon:  Amazon.com: Steel and Hemlock (A Prophecy of Blood and Flowers): 9798227481528: Fugate, Tashia L: Books

Barnes & Noble:  Steel and Hemlock by Tashia L Fugate, Paperback | Barnes & Noble®

Apple Books:  Steel and Hemlock by Tashia L. Fugate on Apple Books

Walmart: A Prophecy of Blood and Flowers Steel and Hemlock, Book 2, (Paperback) – Walmart.com

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Bookshop: Steel and Hemlock a book by Tashia L Fugate – Bookshop.org US

About the Author:

Tashia L. Fugate lives in Kentucky with her husband and their family. She is the author of Silver and Aconite, the first book in A Prophecy of Blood and Flowers series. She began writing this series in college but has always used her imagination to create different characters and worlds. In the summer she gardens and can usually be found on a walk or in her craft room. She enjoys painting and drawing, but her greatest joy is reading. There’s no place she would go without a good book in hand. You can visit her online via TikTok, Instagram or Facebook (@tashialfugate).

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Author Interview with Lawrence E. Rothstein ~ Ripped Genes #mystery #suspense #thriller

Please help me welcome today’s guest, Lawrence E. Rothstein…

Where did you get the idea for Ripped Genes?

The idea for Ripped Genes comes from my academic research into the legal aspects of genetic technology and privacy as well as the Panama Papers money laundering news coverage.

Why did you choose this genre (is it something you’ve written in before)?

I love to read mysteries and, and in law classes, I enjoyed writing fictional scenarios for my students to analyze.

What’s your favorite book of all time and why? What’s your favorite childhood book?

The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco because of its intricacy, historic panorama, intriguing mystery, and intelligent detective. As a middle school aged child, I particularly enjoyed the John Carter of Mars books by Edgar Rice Burroughs for the heroic action and interesting and exotic setting.

What do you want readers to come away with after they read Ripped Genes?

I hope that readers enjoy reading my book as much as I enjoyed writing it. I hope they find it to be a good story with an intriguing puzzle; a cerebral detective assisted by an active, street wise, intrepid leg person; humorous incidents; an intriguing locale; and culinary delights.

What actors would you like in the main roles if your book were made into a movie?

I would love to see Sidney Greenstreet or James Earl Jones play Korb. Unfortunately, they are no longer available. Maury Chaykin who played Nero Wolfe might be a good present-day choice.  Don Warrington from Death in Paradise would also make a great Korb. Possibly Dan Ackroyd appropriately aged and padded. As for Kelan Su, Michelle Yeoh or Lucy Liu in their younger days or possibly Aki Maeda, Chiaki Kuriyama. Idris Elba would make an excellent Desmond St. Clair.

If you could be a character in any of your books, who would you be?

Kelan Su. Although she is much braver and more of a criminal investigation expert than I.

Who is the most famous person you have ever met?

I met James Baldwin in Vence, France in 1976.

How did you come up with the title?

I love puns and the title Ripped Genes also captured the essence of the murder victim’s wrongdoing.

How did your interest in writing originate?

Both as a lawyer and an academic I did a lot of writing. I very much enjoyed the creative process of finding the right words to effectively and forcefully make a point.

Thank you for joining me today. I enjoyed the interview. Now, please tell us about your book…

The Tri-Star Investigations team must negotiate Chicago’s underworld and politics to find the killer of a medical scientist who fraudulently patented and restricted research on a gene and a test for Feraxia.

Excerpt:

KELAN SU

Korb was in the office sitting in his favorite overstuffed wing chair reading a book. He still wore his scuffed leather slippers and bright yellow pajamas. It was 3:00pm! He pushed the reading glasses to the end of his nose and glanced over the top of the lenses as I entered but immediately pushed the specs back and returned to Hamid Ismailov’s, The Railway.

Closing the door behind me with a little extra force, I stood still watching my boss. After about five seconds, I cleared my throat. Finally, Korb looked up with a tight smile, placed the book open over his knee and took off his glasses. “Is there something you want?” he asked, cocking his head to the right.

“Well, you know there’ve been no new paying clients for over two weeks,” I began after a slight hesitation.

“Yes. I consider it a welcome respite.”

Korb was lazy between cases, although a bulldog once he got his teeth into an investigation. Money was important to him, but not always as important as his time for reading, reflection, gourmandizing or playing bridge.

“Our operating accounts are guttering. There may not be enough next month to pay Des’s and my salaries and Mickey D’s retainer.”

“If necessary, I can replenish the accounts with personal funds. All will be paid.”

Korb was loaded as a result of his renown as an investigator and some very prudent investing. “Oh, I’m not really worried about my salary. I know you’re good for it. But …”

Korb looked down and shook his head slightly as he interrupted me. “Kelan, stop beating around the bush. You want us to work for your friend, Cheryl Dain, who is representing the woman accused of murdering the scientist that patented the gene and test for feraxia, do you not?”

My mouth opened soundlessly for a moment. I finally managed to sputter, “How did you know that?”

A loud “harrumph” came from deep down in Korb’s chest. “The conclusion was obvious. I read the papers. The development of the case has been front page news and fodder for several letters to the editor. You told me yourself that you were to meet with Dain today and mentioned that you hadn’t seen her for quite a while. Your little diversion about our accounts didn’t put me off the scent. Can she pay or is this another one of your pro bono projects?”

I closed my eyes, contemplating how to put it. “She can pay but an installment arrangement will have to be set up. Dain will cover expenses as they occur.”

“If we do this, and I’m not committing to it, I will need to talk first to Dain, Merino, and Merino’s husband and daughter. Our contractual agreement will have to be with Dain so we are covered by attorney-client privilege and Dain will be liable for our fee.

 Korb continued, “As much as I hate to travel to the suburbs, the initial meeting should be at Dain’s office to bolster any privilege or work product claim. See if you can arrange this for Monday afternoon. Make sure the car is ready for a trip to Marshfield.” Korb replaced on his nose the glasses he had been holding in his right hand and picked up the open volume. “Well, does that conclude the business for which you interrupted my immersion in this excellent novel?”

Buy link(s):

Amazon –  https://a.co/d/5Oebfv0;

Barnes & Noble – https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/ripped-genes-lawrence-e-rothstein/1146455159?ean=9781509259403;

Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/220981265-ripped-genes?from_search=true&from_srp=true&qid=DQfKWis5XC&rank=6

About the Author:

I am a retired lawyer and university professor who has published in constitutional law, privacy law, political theory and labor law. Born and raised in Chicago, I am now residing with my wife and family in beautiful southern Rhode Island and wintering on Hutchinson Island, Florida.  I have lived and traveled widely in Europe.  As an avid reader of crime fiction, I have always wanted to write detective novels. I consider this my third career. Venetian Bind published in May 2024 was my first Tri-Star Investigations novel. Ripped Genes is my second and I am well into my third, The Tell-Tale Art. As a lover of food and cooking, I include many scrumptious meals and some recipes in my novels and on my website.

webpage – Rothsteinsmysteries.com; Facebook – /Rothsteinsmysteries; Instagram – /rothsteinsmysteries; Bluesky – @tristarmysteries.bsky.social

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Hobby, Career, Passion with Author Amber Daulton – The Trials of Redemption & New Release: Dark Hearts Aflame #DarkRomance #Blog

Please help me welcome today’s guests, Amber Daulton and Carmen Lozano…

The Trials of Redemption  

Hello, everyone. I’m Carmen Lozano, the heroine from Amber Daulton’s dark romance novel, Dark Hearts Aflame. Today, I’m going to talk about redemption.

My story starts before I was born, when my criminal father married my ambitious beauty queen mother. He was the leader of a powerful cartel and had scores of brutal enforcers at his fingertips to do his bidding. His lavish lifestyle provided everything my siblings and I could want—exotic pets, expensive clothes, wild vacations, and all the top gadgets. We had it all—except for our parents’ love. The price of all that useless material stuff was blood. Death. Destruction. Humiliation. Fear. Misery. I could go on and on, but I don’t want this post to be about a whiny little rich girl.

Let’s move forward to when my father sold me into marriage to one of his capos. For five long years, I turned a blind eye to my husband’s activities, which ranged from drug running, rape, and murder. Then I snapped. I couldn’t take it anymore. Miraculously, I managed to escape and took refuge with an anti-cartel resistance group. There, I found freedom, my passion, a chance to do something good with my life. I learned from the nurses and medics that volunteered at the rebel base, and after a while, I was the go-to person called upon to extract bullets, sew up wounds, administer life-saving injections, and things like that. Far too often, rebel soldiers would be injured while fighting with the cartel in our backyard, so medics were a godsend. For the first time in my life, I felt like a decent person in helping others. I found real friends, a family of sorts. Then my past caught up with me.

I never thought I would see Bristol Rieger again. Back when I was a child, he was an up-and-coming enforcer in my father’s inner circle. I had a crush on him, but since he was seven years older than me, nothing ever happened between us. Now, I’m all grown up. When circumstances thrust us together, we have to go on the run to survive. My life as a healer was over, or so I thought, but I crave redemption as much as I do love and peace. After all the horrible things I’ve seen and brushed aside out of fear for my own safety, I’m done hiding in the shadows. I’m a strong, fearless woman. Whether I use my words, my fists, or my ability to heal, I will no longer stand aside while an innocent person is in danger. My soul cannot take anymore needless death.

Bristol says I have nothing to seek redemption for, that I was a victim trapped in a horrible situation. Maybe he’s right. Maybe not. I need to atone for the sins of my family, and the only way I’ve found to do that is to help the kind of people my family seeks to destroy—the innocents, the weak, the downtrodden.

So that’s my story. It’s not pretty, but it’s real. Thankfully, it has a happy ending. Bristol and I are crazy, madly in love. While I’m still working as a medic, he’s seeking his own redemption to try to wash the blood from his hands. We have a long way to go, but we’re in it for long haul.

Want to know more? Read Dark Hearts Aflame. You won’t be disappointed.

He gets more than he bargained for with his runaway cartel princess.

Blurb

A drug lord on the run. A cartel princess in hiding. All it takes is a spark to set their world ablaze.

Bristol Rieger left his criminal life behind for a fresh start in Mexico. Flying under the radar of the government and the cartels alike, his best-laid plans go awry when a woman from his narco days discovers his whereabouts. Carmen Lozano, however, is no longer the innocent girl he remembers.

Carmen escaped the chains of her tiara and her abusive marriage to join a group of resistance fighters. The last thing she expected was the now-retired capo setting out to seduce her with his wicked touch. Embracing the blood on his hands is easy, but his secrets wear on her patience.

When their enemies close in, Bristol will have to summon his inner monster to protect her. But can that monster be tamed again?

– Book one is an Interracial (Hispanic woman/white man) dark romance novel in the Lozano Cartel series. All the books can be read as a standalone, but are part of an interconnected series.

Excerpt:

Bristol sighed, more angry with himself than with her. “Believe me when I say I wish we could have more. Just trust me and know we can’t. It’s for your safety.”

Carmen slowed to a stop and trailed her index finger over the line of his jaw.

The resignation in her eyes scorched him.

“Your mind is like stone. If you never tell me your secrets, the truth you think I will not understand or accept, then it’s your loss. Not mine.” She notched her chin. “I know my worth, Bristol. Maybe I can do better than you. Maybe not, but at least I’m happy with you, and that’s all I ever wanted. So fine, keep your secrets. Someday, if I’m safe enough, I will find a man who can trust me implicitly and love me without reservation. When that happens, I hope your secrets will keep you warm at night because I’ll be gone.”

Though he intended to let her go, the idea of losing her almost cracked his knees on the floor. He had to protect her, but what about her heart? And his? He couldn’t push her into the arms of another man. He wanted—needed—her for himself. Bristol pulled her close and kissed her, desperate to feel her soft lips with his firmer ones and her tight body in his arms.

She opened her mouth, inviting his plunder. Her scent invaded his nostrils. Her sweet, delectable taste rolled through him, seeking to claim him.

After three days of starvation, he needed more. How could he survive three years? Thirty years? He couldn’t do this anymore, couldn’t keep quiet. He wanted her to be happy, yet the idea of some other man giving her everything she deserved sickened him to his core.

“Let’s go, Carmen. I have something to tell you.”

Buy link(s):

Daulton Publishing (discount available) – https://books.amberdaulton.com/darkheartsaflamedirect

B2R Universal – https://books2read.com/darkheartsaflame

Amazon – https://amzn.to/4hGWOog

Barnes & Noble – https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/dark-hearts-aflame-amber-daulton/1144724204

Kobo – https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/dark-hearts-aflame

Apple/iBooks – https://books.apple.com/us/book/dark-hearts-aflame/id6544805264

Google Play – https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=vtfwEAAAQBAJ

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1509101

About the Author:

Amber Daulton is the author of the Lozano Cartel, the Arresting Onyx, and the Ramseys in Time series, as well as several standalone novellas. Her books are published through Daulton Publishing, The Wild Rose Press, and Books to Go Now, and are available in ebook, print on demand, audio, and foreign language formats.

She lives in North Carolina with her husband and demanding cats.

Find Me here: https://linktr.ee/AmberDaulton

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Kara O’Neal ~ Sunflowers For Her #HistoricalRomance

Please help me welcome today’s guest, Kara O’Neal…

My husband and I always go on a trip for our anniversary. I went hunting for our next getaway – I wanted a small town with antique shops – and I found Jefferson, Texas. This small town sits in the northeast corner of Texas, just a hop and a skip away from Louisiana.

When I discovered all the historic houses in this town, I flipped with excitement. I can’t even begin to tell you how many gorgeous homes have been turned into B&Bs. We ended up just strolling the streets to see them all.

Jefferson is small. Not a lot of people live there. But, at one time, it was a happening place. Reason being, there was this natural log jam, called a raft, on the Red River. It clogged up waterways, which forced all the steamboats to use Jefferson as a port.

Well, in 1873, the US Corp of Engineers said the raft was a hazard and cleared it up. That forced other waterways to open and the great steamboats started passing by Jefferson for other cities. (Like Houston.)

This caused Jefferson, once a very booming city, to become almost a ghost town. In an instant, people’s lives were changed.

And that got me to thinking…

What would a town do if their city was threatened with extinction?

Enter Millie Stewart, the heroine of SUNFLOWERS FOR HER. A young lady who isn’t used to carrying heavy burdens and discovers that an entire town is depending on her to get things right. And because she loves her neighbors, she’s going to do everything she can to be what they need.

Of course, she needs help. And John Fletcher, a mysterious, reserved, intelligent, grizzly bear of a man, is just the person she needs.

Read more about Jefferson, Texas, here: https://visitjeffersontexas.com/history

Blurb:

Buckshot, Texas, 1885

After a horrific storm rips through her hometown, Millie Stewart finds that her neighbors are in dire need of help. She sets out to do everything she can, but when her brother leaves her high and dry, she has to operate Stewart Mercantile on her own. The town is depending on her.

John Fletcher—smart, reserved, and mysterious—comes to town, sets up shop, and brings with him the knowledge needed to clear the log jam on the river, giving everyone a chance at survival.

John is a tad scary in Millie’s opinion. Never mind that he’s handsome. Never mind that he’s generous. He makes her feel things. He makes her heart skip a beat, and suddenly, with barely a warning, she’s in love. Only he doesn’t seem to return the sentiment.

Her brother returns, but only to rob her blind. A little too mad and a whole lot tougher, Millie sets out to find him and give him what-for. Little does she know, someone is chasing her.

John won’t let Millie go to battle alone, especially since she’s the reason his heart is beating again. Can he get to Millie in time? Or will her ne’er-do-well brother’s villainy take everything John holds dear?

Excerpt:

As Millie gathered her thoughts and tried to manage the hard pound of her heart, she studied John. He didn’t appear as if he’d also been tormented by their kiss throughout the day.

But it didn’t matter. She had to know, or she was going to lose her mind like she’d already lost her heart. “I have some questions,” she stated succinctly.

“All right.”

“Actually, I have two questions.”

“Two?”

“Yes.” She took in a deep breath, then said, “There was a painting of a field of sunflowers in the auction.”

He stilled and an arrested expression came over his face.

Hope surged within her. He had painted it! “Are you the artist?”

He didn’t immediately answer and swallowed hard.

She didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, but she had to know.

“Yes,” he said gruffly. “How’d you figure that out?”

Her cheeks flamed with heat, and she nibbled on her bottom lip. Her heart was pounding so hard. Why do I keep doing all of these scary things?

Before she could lose her nerve, she closed her eyes and said in a rush, “I was curious about your other desk and saw your drawings on it the night you tried to give back the bandages and medicine.”

After her confession, there was silence.

Slowly, she opened her eyes and found him rubbing his jaw.

“I’m sorry,” she said hastily.

He waved her off. “It’s all right.”

“I invaded your privacy.”

“Millie, it’s all right.” He lowered his arm. “What’s your other question?”

Oh, dear. Knots were forming in her stomach. What was she doing? She was being too forward. She was not herself. She was—

Enough!

All of her anxiety and agonizing had to end.

She lifted her chin. “You titled the painting “For Her”. Am I ‘her’?”

The lines of his face went instantly unreadable, and he blinked at her. “No.”

Buy link:  https://books2read.com/u/b5GwBl

About the Author:

Kara O’Neal is an award-winning author of over thirty historical romances. Humor, family, love, and romance take center stage in her novels, and her characters have been touted as “real, complex, and down-to-earth”. Her books are available in print and ebook.

When not writing, she’s a teacher, but she’s always a mother to three talented children, and the wife of a man quite worthy of being called “hero”.

Telling stories is her passion, and she does so with memorable characters and unique plots certain to keep you reading late into the night!

Website: www.karaoneal.com

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Author Interview with Karina Bartow ~ Undercover Babymoon #Mystery

Please help me welcome today’s guest, Karina Bartow…

Please tell us a little about yourself, where are you from? Where do you live now? Family? Pets?

I still live in the same small town in northern Ohio where I grew up. My house is run by a very charming yet opinionated parakeet!

Where did you get the idea for Undercover Babymoon?

A friend, who’s always hitting me up with ideas for stories, suggested I set a mystery on a cruise ship. I don’t really welcome suggestions about what I write unless it’s in a professional capacity, especially from this friend, who doesn’t typically offer the most serious tips! For a change, however, he made me perk up my ears. Instead of mentally discarding the notion, I filed that one away, waiting for the right opportunity to act on it. Since my family went on one voyage years earlier, I had experience I could tap into to make it realistic, which added to the viability of the prospect.

Why did you choose this genre?

This was the fourth mystery I wrote, and I’ve grown to love the genre. I enjoy the opportunity to implement red herrings and twists and turns. I like playing with readers’ minds!

What do you want readers to come away with after they read your book?

With all of my books, I always want readers to be entertained, first and foremost, but I also hope they feel the same emotions as the characters. In The Unde(a)feated Detective Series—which follows a deaf detective—I include a lot of experiences and stigmas disabled people have to rise above, so I hope readers learn from some of those lessons in the process.

What genre have you never written that you’d like to write?

I’ve considered sci-fi, specifically time travel. Never excelling in science class, though, I doubt I have enough brain power!

If you were stranded on a deserted island and you could have 3 (inanimate) objects, what would they be?

A Bible, jug of iced mocha, and my mp3 player.

What celebrity would you most like to be stranded on an island with?

Robin Williams.

 What do you want your tombstone to say?

She died with her high heels on!

What character in your book are you least likely to get along with?

Camille, the next door neighbor. She’s a nosey phony but a blast to write!

Who is the most famous person you have ever met?

Joey McIntyre of New Kids on the Block.

How did you come up with the title?

I was struggling with it, but I was patient, figuring it’d manifest eventually. A friend was talking about planning a vacation and mentioned a website named Undercover Tourist. Undercover Babymoon clicked right into place!

Thank you for being my guest, Karina…I enjoyed getting to know you. Please tell us about your book…

Excerpt:

Gus rocked back in his seat, as he always did while contemplating. “And if it was, then it’s out of our jurisdiction. That ship’s on international waters, so anything that happens after it docks isn’t even the country’s duty. You guys just need to do what you can here to make sure our people are safe, even if you can’t solve this murder. Meanwhile, I’ll make some calls to the Coast Guard and Border Patrol to alert them of our suspicions about a drug trafficking operation.”

“Logan’s roommate on the ship said they had a few days between voyages, so this would be the ideal time to scope it out,” Cael said.

Minka agreed with his resolution, hoping the feds would uncover something. No detective wanted to accept a case going unsolved, and up to this point, she thankfully hadn’t had to. Now that she was in Homicide, the possibility became greater, and deep down, she figured the day would come.

An hour later, Gus reported that Emmett’s statement about the drugs didn’t give Border Patrol or even the DEA enough to launch an investigation. Neither agency received any other tips about the ship or crew. Plus, Emmett’s condition didn’t give the claim much credence, and even assuming he was correct, the words were uttered on land by men who might not have any ties to the ship.

On their own yet again, Minka and Cael combed through Logan’s phone for something that hinted to drugs or his secret, but the superheroes remained their only grounds for suspicion. With no leads emerging the rest of the morning, they took longer lunch breaks than usual. Minka spotted an issue of The Miracle of Motherhood magazine she’d bought at the café a few days ago and took it with her to peruse it, skimming an article on the latest nursery fashions. After she highlighted a couple of ideas, she flipped to the next write-up, which shared ways to enjoy your second trimester. With Cael seated across from her in the break room, she had to joke with him about it.

“Guess I’m not on trend. Chasing after killers isn’t ‘the thing to do’ during my second trimester.”

“Bogus article!”

She giggled, browsing through what she was supposed to be doing, including indulging in spa days and wellness classes. With the busy life she led, all of the luxurious suggestions amused her. When her eyes crossed the words “Take a Babymoon”, she initially kept her cynicism intact, until an idea occurred to her. She put it down and told her partner, “I need a babymoon!”

Buy links:

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About the Author:

Karina Bartow hails from Northern Ohio.  Though born with Cerebral Palsy, she’s never allowed her disability to define her.  Rather, she’s used her experiences to breathe life into characters who have physical limitations, but like her, are determined not to let them stand in the way of the life they want.  Her works include Husband in Hiding, Forgetting My Way Back to You, Brother of Interest, Wrong Line, Right Connection, Accidental Allies and Undercover Babymoon.  She may only be able to type with one hand, but she writes with her whole heart!

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