Thursday, 27 July 2017

Blue Bottle Tree book trailer release

There’s no such thing as Voodoo. At least, that’s what most of the Baptists in Bellin tell themselves. But Seven LaVey knows better.

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In a small rural town just outside of Nashville, Voodoo conjures and curses simmer and seethe under the noses of the many who will never know. Seventeen-year-old Seven romanticizes about the meaning of life while held captive as a zombie under the shell of a kiddie pool. He's counting on the strength - and maybe even love - of a certain redheaded clarinet player to save him. But will she?

Filled with betrayal and revenge, two families struggle with a curse that stretches back to Queen of the Voodoos Marie Laveau in this contemporary Southern Gothic adventure. Prepare for a wildly original twist on the paranormal.



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Tuesday, 11 July 2017

Blessed Hearts by SF Benson is here!

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Title: Blessed Hearts
Author: SF Benson
Genre: NA Paranormal Romance
Cover Design: Funky Book Designs
Editor: Tia Silverthorne Bach
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Blurb:

He went to Hell…for her.
Cash Martin, tattoo artist and incubus, doesn’t do relationships. Late night debauchery with as many females as he can muster suits him just fine. He’s following the golden rule: incubi don’t fall in love.
Until her.
Qadira, fifth daughter of Al-Qadir, is a djinniyah on the run from an arranged marriage. She’s passing through town when she runs into the one creature she abhors—an incubus. When someone starts mutilating humans in Falls Creek, suspicion falls on Qadira. Cash provides an alibi and a spark is ignited. The situation becomes complicated when he must travel to Hell to rescue her.
Cash may have put his soul on the line for Qadira, but will he give her his heart?
Blessed Hearts is a New Adult standalone in the Hearts Duology.

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Excerpt:

I’m focused on the device in my hand rather than watching where I’m going. Halfway to the door, I collide into a warm body.
“Be careful,” a heavily accented female voice yells.
“Sorry,” I stammer out and glance up from the screen.
The most gorgeous female I’ve ever seen stands before me. Her curvy figure is clad in red leather—zippered jacket, pants, and spiky-heeled boots. Her crimson, full lips turn down, and a pair of coffee brown eyes rake over me. My dick stands at attention while my mouth hangs open.
She hollers, “Move out of my way.”
Normally, I’d deliver a smart-ass comment, but the words get stuck on the tip of my tongue. This creature renders me speechless. The golden aura surrounding her, though, baffles me.
What the hell is she?
Perfection. That’s what.
She rolls her eyes and pushes past me. My gaze follows her as she cuts a path through the room. The buzzing phone in my hand grabs my attention again. I connect and head for the lot.
“It’s about damned time,” Edwina snaps.
“Sorry, Edie.” I shout above the music. “I’m at the Wild Stallion. Job done?”
“Yes.” Edwina takes a deep breath and exhales loudly. “If the Mazrels are responsible, ya need to have a serious talk with ‘em.”
“Why?” I pace in a small spot to the right of the door. My fingers itch to grip a cigarette.
“Cash, this wasn’t normal. The girls were drained along with…”
“What, Edie?” I lower my voice. “What happened?”
“The beast ripped their necks out,” she mutters. My stomach flips. The need for a drink replaces the urge for a smoke. “You sure?”
“Have I ever lied to ya?” Her voice cracks. Edwina Devereaux is a lot of things, but a liar isn’t one of them. “Did you pick up a trace or imprint?”
“Yeah. And ya not gonna like it, dawlin’.”
I drop my head back and look at the sky. “What is it?”
“Werewolf.” “So, you’re saying a were did this and not the Mazrels?”
“Unsure. If a were is responsible, he’s no longer in the area. His imprint was cold.”
“Then it’s a rogue?” Maybe I should speak with Brady Romero, Alpha for the Romero werewolves and Council rep for the Falls Creek weres. He might have an idea.
“Good chance.” Edwina pauses for a beat. “Just talk to the boys. Have ‘em lie low. If Council suspects ‘em, ya will have some trouble. I’ll check in with Brady for ya, too.”
Perfect. She saves me a conversation I’d rather not have. Brady and I have never had a confrontation. Don’t want to start now. “Thanks for the heads up, Edie.”
Before I disconnect, the being in red passes by me. She’s walking from the club in a hurry. “Edie, could a shapeshifter be behind this instead of a werewolf?”
“I guess that’s possible.” Her voice brightens. “Ya got something?”
“Naw. Just curious ‘bout something.” My gaze follows the fast-moving creature. No way will I catch her on foot. “Thanks again. See you tomorrow.”
“I’m counting on it, cher.” I end the call and send a text to Rocco.
Cash Martin: Meet you in Falls Creek. Something’s come up.
Rocco Surnan: Sure, it has. Handle your business, bro.
Cash Martin: Night.
I pocket the device. The thought of cornering the female in a dark alley makes my pulse quicken. Something foreign and somewhat comforting tugs at me. Whatever it is calls a part of me, and I can’t fight it. I run for my bike.
This is nonsense. I’m just curious.
I cast aside the sensation and crank up my bike. It’s time to find out what the mystery female is up to.

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About the Author

Author Pic Utopia SF Benson, a native of Michigan, resides in Georgia with her husband, a human daughter, and a couple of miniature fur kids (two female short-haired guinea pigs). At one time, she wrangled a household which included three Samoyeds, saltwater fish, a hamster, and three guinea pigs. When she’s not busy playing Doctor Doolittle, she enjoys answering the question “what if” by writing mostly Dystopian/science fiction and paranormal stories for young adults and new adults. And if a spare moment happens, she morphs into a bookworm and devours a few books simultaneously. Find her online at:
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Wednesday, 28 June 2017

The sequel we have been waiting for! Secret love by Isabella White is here.

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Guarding a secret and playing with fire has never been a good combination.
Four years ago, Holly Scallenger embarked on the most difficult journey of her life. As if being a single parent isn’t already stressful enough, Holly also attended med-school, in hopes of helping other pregnant women in a way she wasn’t helped. But things don’t look so good as she has to embark on a new journey – a journey that would take her back to Boston, back to the man who broke her heart and discarded her and her babies.
Sworn to never fall for him again, Holy is put to the test once more when a chance encounter reunites them. Secret Love is the second novel in the 4Ever series by Isabella White

 

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At 24 years old, Holly Scallanger has the perfect life. Everything a girl could want; a beautiful man, a stunning home, as well as being in the midst of preparing for the wedding of her dreams. This all vanishes the night she catches her fiancé, Brandon Morgan, in bed with her worst nightmare, Donna Sinclair, just a week before Holly is set to walk down the aisle.
Attempting to recover from his betrayal, Holly swears off the affections of men in order to pick up the pieces of her crumbling life. Unfortunately, meeting Jake ‘Hooligan’ Peters is not part of her plan. The tall, dark-haired and handsome as hell med student, sweeps Holly away from the pain of her past and reveals to her the bright future that lies ahead. That is, until she falls pregnant just as Jake begins his internship at P&E; his family’s hospital.
Will this love at first sight lead her to the fairytale she has always craved? Or, will she fall victim to a betrayal of the heart yet again?