Love for Sale by Linda Nightingale – Character Interview and Giveaway

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Hi Christian. Thanks for the interview for the readers of LASR.

Good afternoon. I hope you are well.

Very well, thank you. I know your time is limited. Shall we begin?

How does it feel to look human and yet not be human?

That is a difficult question to answer since I am what I am and have never been human. How does it feel to be human and not artificial intelligence? It has never occurred to me to envy humans. I don’t look at someone and think, “I wish I could be that man.” I like what I am. I’m content to be me. Each of the Special Editions is unique. Most of my programming was in place before March requested the final enhancements. So, I am simply Christian Aguillard, sentient android.

How does it feel being owned by someone?

I’m not a slave. I never really think of being owned. March is the best woman a man could ever love. That my love for her is reinforced by emotions encoded into my brain doesn’t bother her. I’m not concerned either. In fact, the moment I saw her, without any special programming, I fell in love.

How much did you cost?

I hesitate to discuss that. As March’s ex-husband said to her in a fit of rage, “How dare you…pay as much as a mansion in River Oaks for that thing!” I didn’t appreciate being called a thing, and I doubt that price comparison was accurate. I believe $100,000 would be closer to the actual price of a Special Edition.

Could you leave if you wanted to?

(Long pause) I’m not quite like the others. My independent streak almost cost me my life. If the situation required, I believe I could. I can’t imagine any circumstances that would make me want to leave March.

Can you taste food?

My olfactory senses are perfect, but since we do not eat, I cannot taste food. I can relish the scent, however. I would love to taste lobster or a fine red wine.

How do you conduct yourself when out to eat with people looking on?

Most people don’t watch what their companions eat and drink. I order a meal and wine, stir it around on my plate and pretend to sip. I compliment the food and wine. This does present another difficulty. In the end, of course, the fact that I don’t eat or drink becomes noticeable. I’m not quite certain why my creator didn’t build in those abilities.

What about sleep? Do you power down, like C3PO?

In a manner of speaking. We have a Sleep Mode. Our sensors remain at full power, but we do need to recharge occasionally. This doesn’t mean that I must be plugged in, but simply ”rest”, more or less, as you do.

So you can have normal sex with March?

(He laughs softly) Better than normal. We are programmed to be sensual as well as to love. We have certain programs called Sexbot Mode. I am capable of continuing the act until my partner is satiated. Before we were released for very discreet purchases, we were beta tested with volunteers. I’ve never had any complaints.

Then you believe you are superior to man?

In certain respects, yes. Like the bedroom. I move and think faster, see and hear better, and can read certain data that man is incapable of sensing.

I understand you were programmed for a special job?

I am a rocket scientist. (He grins) Currently, I am employed by a firm that contracts with NASA—one of three of March’s requests: a British accent, sensuality, and aerospace engineer.

Anything you wish to tell everyone about being an android?

Some people might think we are creepy, that having a robot lover would be a strange, cold, even disgusting experience. I can assure this isn’t the case. If you hadn’t been told I wasn’t human, you’d never know. Would you?
Like Asimov’s Three Laws of Robotics, we are programmed with certain fail safes. We aren’t supposed to harm humans, and we are to obey orders from humans. We can protect ourselves, but not if that means harming or disobeying humans.

Thank you, Christian, for your candor. I wish you and March the best.

Thank you for allowing me to be your guest today.

MediaKit_BookCover_LoveForSaleMarch Morgan still believes in true love, but her faith in finding her soul mate is slowly vanishing. She’s been married but never in love. So, it is a miracle to find that fantasy exists on the last page of a glossy women’s journal. Mayfair Electronics, Ltd., in black and white, offers Love for Sale. The London firm has engineered sentient androids indistinguishable from human. She flies to England and meets the man she has been searching for her entire life.

Christian requires no programming to love March at first sight. He’s handsome, cultured…absolutely perfect…and a little different from the other androids. He has an unexpected independent streak.

March signs on the dotted line, buying her dream man. They return to Houston, but soon her past and his future threaten their Happily Ever After—indeed their lives.

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At a light touch on her shoulder, she spun. He stood inches from her, the airspace between them electric charged. “Liz was here, and in my bedroom! Why? Were you doing her in my bed?”

“No.” He had the decency to look stunned, his eyes widening and darkening. “She was teaching me to dance. The closet doors are mirrors.”

March resisted the urge to slap his perfect face. “Why? You aren’t going to be a stripper.”

He shrugged. “You don’t trust me.”

“I don’t trust her.” March’s face felt hard and cold. God, how she hated the emotions seething in her. She was almost physically ill.

“She cannot tempt me.” He shook his head slowly, his eyes glittering blue. “Don’t you understand I am attuned to you alone?”

“You weren’t supposed to be able to get angry.” She was unraveling, like a ball of yarn thrown across a room. “You did.”

Her heart shattered as he turned and walked away. Grief winded her. At the door, he glanced over his shoulder, again shaking his head. He was stunningly handsome, looked sad and hurt, but there was no apology in his intense gaze. Hands fisted at her sides, she tried to control the storm of fear, anger, resentment and pain.

“Where the hell are you going?” Her voice came brusque, short.

“For a walk to let you think and cool down.” Light and shadow chiseled his face, and her breaking heart skipped a beat. “I am not going to Liz. I have learned all I need to know from her. I shall never see her again.”

“You can’t walk out. It is impossible for you. You are faulty in some circuit somewhere. I’m going to return you.”

The most beautiful man in the world froze with his hand on the door. “Please don’t. This is a misunderstanding.” He blew out a long breath. “However, if that is what you want, I must advise you that Mayfair Electronics, 21 Dover Street, London, W1S 4LT will accept return of a flawed unit for a full refund.”

“Stop! You sound like a robot.” Her fisted hands struck the air.

He didn’t flinch. “I am a robot. That’s why this is an inane conversation.”

About the Author:MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_LoveForSaleSomething of a gypsy (actually nothing quite so romantic!) born in South Carolina, Linda has lived in England, Canada, Miami, Ft. Lauderdale, Atlanta and Houston. She’s seen a lot of this country from the windshield of a truck pulling a horse trailer, having bred, trained and showed Andalusian horses for many years.

Linda has won several writing awards, including the Georgia Romance Writers Magnolia Award. She is the mother of two wonderful sons, a retired legal assistant, member of the Houston Symphony League, and enjoys events with her car club. Among her favorite things are her snazzy black convertible and her parlor grand piano. She loves to dress up and host formal dinner parties.

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Lunation by J.J. Gadd – Spotlight and Giveaway

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MediaKit_BookCover_Lunation In this exciting story that allows the reader the choice of following different characters, young, sheltered Branguin discovers that his ancestor, Marama, has been trapped in the moon, and sets out to free her. But he must first unravel the mystery of how she got there, confront and defeat the sorcerer Raul, and counter a menacing new force that’s assembling an army to attack the capital. Branguin deciphers the clues with the help of his companions, several lost relatives along the way. The Lunation Series is a modern-day moon myth about ordinary people discovering their inner strength and overcoming extraordinary challenges, in order to solve a great mystery.

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Inside, the Boy cast a look around his surroundings, the wooden bed by the fire, the long wooden table, the animal skins stretched and drying on the walls around them, the dusty loom in the corner that had not seen use in his lifetime. The thrill he had felt at the thought of leaving grew. But he felt a great desire to farewell the old house first. He told Anselt as much. The woodsman’s response was predictably reluctant.

‘What for? It’s miserable in there, with all those things belonging to dead people! I don’t like it.’

‘I agree that the time has come for us to leave the forest, but I think we should have one last look,’ the Boy insisted, collecting a lantern and unlocking the little door. ‘We might learn something about why our families stayed here. Besides, we cannot leave until daylight anyway, with that strange beast lurking about outside — not to mention the wolves.’

Sullenly, Anselt picked up a lantern and followed him through the little doorway into the house. He was unrelentingly practical, and wary of things he did not understand, so the Boy’s suggestion that they separate and explore different rooms displeased him. He bit back a protest, though he could not suppress a frustrated sigh.

The Boy went to one of his favourite rooms first, the orchard room. To his shock, he found it was occupied by a young woman with long golden hair. She stood at the other end of the room, her back to him, staring out into the darkness past the branches of the old fig tree that crowded the window. He quelled an alarmed yelp — though later he was unsure if it was her presence or her large yellow eyes that disturbed him the most. He had seen yellow eyes before, of course — his own, far-seeing eyes were yellow, and the memories of the stones were full of yellow-eyed folk, but in real life he saw that they were alarmingly large, and almost glowed.

‘How did you get here?’ he asked, just as she snapped ‘What are doing you here?’.

Though the Boy had come to see the room and house as his domain — regardless of whoever owned it, he’d been haunting these rooms for years, without encountering another soul — he answered first. ‘I come here often. I like this room.’

She continued to stare at him, and as the silence grew he tried again. ‘Are you from Vernon?’

‘No, I’m not from Vernon,’ she hissed, then turned away. Eventually she spoke again, though she kept her back to him. ‘I too like this room, though it is a long time since I have seen it. Do you live in this house? Who lives here with you?’

‘I live — lived — with my grandfather and his servant, Anselt. We don’t go in the house often, though; we stay in the kitchen.’

‘Anselt?’ He could tell by the sound of her voice that she was frowning, or puzzled. She turned to face him. ‘What is your name?’

The Boy shrugged apologetically. She stared at him for a long time, her ageless face as still and white as porcelain. ‘How odd to have no name. Though I suppose, if one does not know one’s name, one cannot give it away carelessly. Are your companions of Geolwe blood, like you? Do they have your yellow eyes?’

When the Boy shook his head, the yellow-haired woman looked amused. ‘Did you not know you were of the Geolwe? Do you know what it means? But then I suppose few do, these days.’

She climbed further back into the tree, gathering the skirts of her brightly coloured red dress to save them from catching on the branches. ‘Tell no one of this meeting,’ she said, as she leapt from the windowsill.

The Boy cried out, and ran to the window, but by the time he reached it and peered down to the trees below, there was no one to be seen.

About the Author:JJ Gadd is an Australian writer based in regional Victoria. She likes green and growing things, cooking, and history – particularly antiquities. The call to writing came young, and she worked as a journalist and editor for more than 15 years, garnering the life experience she thought she’d need in order to do justice to the story she’s wanted to write since she was a girl. Now that she’s a grown-up she’s realised that life experience is something that keeps happening – but she wrote the story anyway.

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Men on Motorcycles by Julie Ann Walker – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by the publisher to celebrate the release of the newest book in the Black Knights, Inc. series tomorrow. Enter the Rafflecopter at the end of the post to win a signed set of Julie Ann Walker’s Black Knights, Inc. romantic suspense series.


Hi everyone! Julie Ann Walker here, delighted to be talking today about my mad love for men on motorcycles whose hearts happen to be as big as their… ehem… hogs. (That’s slang for their bikes! Get your heads out of the gutter, you naughty readers! *wink, wink*)

But seriously, from the King of Cool, Steve McQueen, to Marlon Brando in The Wild One, to Charlie Hunnam in Sons of Anarchy, there has always been something about a guy riding around with rolled steel and a V-Twin engine between his legs. It sets our hearts aflutter. And in my Black Knights Inc. series, I try to take those badass bikers to a whole new level by also making them covert government operators. The series is all spies on bikes, leather and chrome, romance and redemption, action and adventure. So, what’s not to love? Nothing! I guarantee it.

Read on for an excerpt of TOO HARD TO HANDLE. You’ll see the men of Black Knights Inc. have heart, humor, and everything a woman could want in a man…

“Luke Winterfield,” Dan growled. “Under the authority granted to me by the government of the United States of America, I hereby inform you that you’re totally screwed. You made a choice to sell out your country and now you’re gonna face the consequences. Reap the whirlwind, asshole.”

“Nice,” Zoelner said. “Have you been holding on to that one for a while?”

“Came up with it in Bogotá,” Dan admitted, a definite grin in his tone.

“I like it.”

“Thought you might.”

“Really though,” Zoelner went on, “I was expecting some quote from Ted Nugent or Eminem.”

“I can come up with my own material, you know,” Dan insisted. “It’s just I like to give credit to my hometown whenever I can. To make up for the place getting such a bad rap.”

“Maybe it’s because so much bad rap has come out of there,” Zoelner mused. “Insane Clown Posse comes to mind.”

“Hey,” Dan whispered urgently, “don’t say that too loud. You’ll have groups of juggalos beating down your door.”

Zoelner snorted.

“And just so you know,” Dan went on, “what I’ve learned out of this lifetime is you should be proud of where you come from.”

“I’m waiting…”

“Kid Rock said that. Via his Twitter account.”

“And there it is.”

8_31 TooHardToHandle“The Man” is back

Dan “The Man” Currington is back in fighting form with a mission that takes him four thousand miles south of BKI headquarters, high in the Andes Mountains of Peru. He’s hot on the trail of a rogue CIA agent selling classified government secrets to the highest bidder, when Penni DePaul arrives on the scene. Suddenly the stakes are higher, and keeping Penni safe becomes Dan’s number one priority.

And this time she’s ready

A lot has changed since former Secret Service Agent Penni DePaul last saw Dan. Now a civilian, she’s excited about what the future might hold. But before she can grab onto that future with both hands, she has to tie up some loose ends-namely, Dan Currington, the man she just can’t forget. And a secret that’s going to change both their lives-if they can stay alive, that is.

About the Author:8_31 toohard JulieAnnWalkerJulie Ann Walker is the USA Today and New York Times bestselling Author of the Black Knights Inc. romantic suspense series. She is prone to spouting movie quotes and song lyrics. She’ll never say no to sharing a glass of wine or going for a long walk. She prefers impromptu travel over the scheduled kind, and she takes her coffee with milk. You can find her on her bicycle along the lake shore in Chicago or blasting away at her keyboard, trying to wrangle her capricious imagination into submission.

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Mercy’s Rescue by Debra Holt – Spotlight and Giveaway

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MediaKit_BookCover_MercysRescueFighting for his life after an ambush, Sheriff Josh Wellman awakes to find himself looking into the eyes of a real-life angel of mercy. Despite his groggy condition, he knows his life has changed the instant their hands touch.

Devastating heartbreak has left Mercy Smith’s faith in tatters, her heart guarded against more loss. Her dedication to the air evac trauma team she leads has insulated her from the realities of the earth below, so now Josh faces the biggest challenge of his life.

Can he find a way around the walls that fortify her heart and convince this angel to stay on the ground with him? Can Mercy open herself to life again and find a way to restore her faith in God … as well as love?

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“Three minutes out. Descent begins in one.” The pilot’s voice crackled through the headset as he tossed a look over his shoulder to Mercy, strapped into the jump seat. She responded with a quick thumbs-up. “The scene is secured,” he added. “We’re in and out fast. There’s only one to transport.”

A dull, leaden weight sank to the pit of her stomach. Mercy Smith knew his words meant the other injured person had died before their arrival.

“We can’t save them all, Mercy.” Paul Robards, the second medic onboard who was seated across from her, responded to the shadowed look that crossed her face. “Some things are out of our control.”

“That’s true. I just wish we had the chance to try.” She’d served four years in the trauma-one unit on the ground before accepting the promotion to join the air evac as team leader, so she was a realist. She knew they would lose some of the patients they were called to assist, but that never stopped the feeling of defeat when they lost someone before they could intervene and attempt to save them. Mercy used to tell herself that everything was in God’s hands. She didn’t delude herself with that platitude any longer. The only hands she could count on were the two folded in her lap. She just needed the opportunity to try.

About the Author:MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_MercysRescueBorn and raised in the Lone Star state of Texas, Debra grew up among horses, cowboys, wide open spaces, and real Texas Rangers. Pride in her state and ancestry knows no bounds and it is these heroes and heroines she loves to write about the most. She also draws upon a variety of life experiences including working with abused children, caring for baby animals at a major zoo, and owning a wedding planning business (ah, romance!).

Debra’s real pride and joys, however, are her son, an aspiring film actor, and a daughter with aspirations to join the Federal Bureau of Investigation. (more story ideas!) When she isn’t busy writing about tall Texans and feisty heroines, she can be found cheering on her Texas Tech Red Raiders, or heading off on another cruise adventure. She read her first romance…Janet Dailey’s Fiesta San Antonio, over thirty years ago and became hooked on the genre. Writing contemporary western romances, is both her passion and dream come true, and she hopes her books will bring smiles…and sighs… to all who believe in happily-ever-after’s.

The Seymour Agency represents Debra and she is soon to have two contemporary romances published by Spencer Hill/Tulip Romance and Astraea Press. Debra invites you to visit her website at She loves to hear from other aspiring authors or readers via email at

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Masquerade by Hannah Fielding – Spotlight and Giveaway

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MediaKit_BookCover_MasqueradeSummer, 1976. Luz de Rueda returns to her beloved Spain and takes a job as the biographer of a famous artist. On her first day back in Cadiz, she encounters a bewitching, passionate young gypsy, Leandro, who immediately captures her heart, even though relationships with his kind are taboo.

Haunted by this forbidden love, she meets her new employer, the sophisticated Andres de Calderon. Reserved yet darkly compelling, he is totally different to Leandro – but almost the gypsy’s double. Both men stir unfamiliar and exciting feelings in Luz, although mystery and danger surround them in ways she has still to discover.

Luz must decide what she truly desires as glistening Cadiz, with its enigmatic moon and whispering turquoise shores, seeps back into her blood. Why is she so drawn to the wild and magical sea gypsies? What is behind the old fortune-teller’s sinister warnings about ‘Gemini’? Through this maze of secrets and lies, will Luz finally find her happiness … or her ruin?

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Luz set eyes on him for the first time from her seat on Zeyna’s back as the fine white Arab mare stepped down the narrow path from the cliff that led to the beach. He was sitting on the edge of the track, leaning nonchalantly against a wild carob tree, watching her while chewing on a sprig of heather. As she drew nearer, she met his steady gaze, spirited and wild. At that moment she had no idea this man would have the power to change her world and create such havoc in her heart, that she would emerge from the experience a different person. Fate had not yet lit up the winding pathway of her life nor the echoes of history along it, but now, in front of this stranger, a disturbing awareness leapt into flame deep inside her and began to flicker intensely.

About the Author:

Portrait of Hannah Fielding and photos of where she writes.

Portrait of Hannah Fielding and photos of where she writes.

Hannah Fielding is an incurable romantic. The seeds for her writing career were sown in early childhood, spent in Egypt, when she came to an agreement with her governess Zula: for each fairy story Zula told, Hannah would invent and relate one of her own. Years later – following a degree in French literature, several years of travelling in Europe, falling in love with an Englishman, the arrival of two beautiful children and a career in property development – Hannah decided after so many years of yearning to write that the time was now. Today, she lives the dream: writing full time at her homes in Kent, England, and the South of France, where she dreams up romances overlooking breath-taking views of the Mediterranean.

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Tight Laced by Roxy Soule – Spotlight and Giveaway

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This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. The author will give a randomly drawn commenter a $25 Amazon/BN GC. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

MediKit_BookCover_TightLacedRoxy Soulé’s debut Dragon Duchess series explores the spicier side of late Victorian England, and centers around a family of headstrong, sexpositive women who defy period stereotypes.

Oh, yes, there are Alpha Dukes aplenty, and a bevy of villains who continually torment and thwart, but at the end of the day, these heroines create their own Happily Ever After, sometimes with their lovers and sometimes despite them.

These rather short, hot books may be a bit bold for the tame reader, but if you like your stories with heat and heart – with a bit of sass, humor and spark – perhaps you will enjoy these.

TIGHT LACED (Book One of the Dragon Duchess series) releases August 11th!

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Lacy sat bolt upright, bringing the covers to her throat. “Who is there?”

“Shhhhh. Lady Lacilia, I’ve come to—”

Lacy cupped her hands around an invisible dagger. A pretense she’d practiced over the years for just this sort of occasion. “I will slit your throat if you step any closer!”

She heard him laugh. A voice pealed from the dark, “Slit my throat? How would you explain that, pray tell?”

He feigned a high-pitched woman’s voice, “’If it please the court, my groom was attempting to offer me sweets in the night, and I never eat sweets in the night.’”

“Darlington! What are you thinking scaring me half to death?”

“I surmised you might be hungry and somewhat cold.”

“I had finally fallen asleep, you scoundrel!”

“I brought a tea cake…”

“A tea cake?”

“I raided the pantry.”

They were two voices in the night. No light, nothing illuminated, and Lacy, in spite of herself, became curious. “What sort of tea cake?”

“Lady fingers, My Lady. For your fingers.”

He came closer. She smelled butter. Confection.

“I am not decent,” she remembered.

“I can’t see a thing,” he retorted.

Darlington was now bedside. Now sitting on the bed, his leg next to hers. It was most unseemly, but the cake! Her stomach growled.

“The beast has awoke!” he teased.

“That soup was awful. Is the cake any better?”

“Why you spoiled lamb, you.”

“Well, is it?”

“See for yourself, Lacy.”

About the Author: MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_TightLacedRoxy Soulé’s debut Dragon Duchess series explores the spicier side of late Victorian England, and centers around a family of headstrong, sexpositive women who defy period stereotypes.

Oh, yes, there are Alpha Dukes aplenty, and a bevy of villains who continually torment and thwart, but at the end of the day, these heroines create their own Happily Ever After, sometimes with their lovers and sometimes despite them.

These rather short, hot books may be a bit bold for the tame reader, but if you like your stories with heat and heart – with a bit of sass, humor and spark – perhaps you will enjoy these.

Release dates:
TIGHT LACED August 11th
TIGHT LIPPED September 15th
TIGHT FISTED October 13th
With more in the queue!

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Northwoods Wolfman by Scott Burtness – Spotlight and Giveaway

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MediaKit_BookCover_NorthwoodsWolfmanup. The self-proclaimed Hero of Trappersville did kill a bloodthirsty vampire, after all. As far as Dallas is concerned, monsters are monsters, and they have no place in Wisconsin.

Or do they? And does Dallas really get to choose which side he’s on?

Book Two of the Monsters in the Midwest series.

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Even though it was faint, he recognized the smell. Taking a few tentative steps, he caught it again. Fixing it in his mind, he continued forward, slipping through the underbrush, stepping over fallen logs, and crouching under low-hanging branches. As he moved, the scent became incrementally more pronounced. He was passing by an old, crooked ash tree when his nose pulled him to an abrupt stop. Leaning in, he smelled a handful of leaves sprouting from a low branch. Beneath their leafiness, he smelled sweat, deodorant, maybe even cheap aftershave?

“Randall? It’s Randall. Son of a bitch, that’s gotta be him.”

Dallas swung around in a slow circle as he searched for traces of the scent. It didn’t take long to find it on another branch further into the trees. Soon, it was like a neon trail had been lit up just for Dallas. Every branch and leaf Randall had brushed against was emblazoned with his scent. Unquestioning, Dallas followed his nose.

Fixated on following the smelly trail, he almost forgot his original intent. Fortunately, a voice coming from just past the next rise brought him to his senses.

“… not much. I cast around for a bit, but I don’t think we gotta worry about a wendigo. And that ‘squatch scat was a least a week old. No fresh tracks, so it’s probably up in the Michigan U.P., maybe even Canada by now. Damn things got territories bigger than John Wayne’s balls.”

About the Author:MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_NorthwoodsWolfmanScott lives in the Midwest with his wife and their boxer-pitt mix, Frank. He’s a horror, urban fantasy, and dark comedy fan, and also enjoys beer, bowling, karaoke, and rooting for the underdog. After not nearly enough consideration, he decided to write about the things he enjoys. The result was the Monsters in the Midwest series.

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Courage Resurrected by R. Scott Mackey

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I’ve never heard of you. Why should I invest my money and time reading your books?
You couldn’t have asked a better question. It’s the question most asked of independent authors like me. There tend to be five reasons readers are skeptical about buying Indie books. All of these reasons are predicated on some recurring myths:

Myth #1 – If you were a “real author” you’d have a traditional publisher.
I’ve had books published by traditional publishers. I could have had the Ray Courage Mystery books published by a “real” publishing house as well. I chose not to go that route because I wanted more control of the overall product, including pricing, editing, cover design, distribution, and marketing. Many other authors feel the same way and have gone completely down the independent path, or combined publishing some books independently and some books using traditional publishing houses.

Myth #2 – Independent authors are just vanity publishers.
That’s true in some cases. Some writers just want to “have something published” and the quality can vary because of it. However, there are top-notch writers who are independently publishing their books for the reasons I described above. These writers know publishing is a very competitive business and to be successful they have to treat their job as a business not a hobby.

Myth #3 – The writing in Indie books isn’t as good as traditionally published books.
Some Indie books are poorly written. So are some traditionally published books. Writing quality is not a function of who is publishing the book. Sure, there are some assurances when a traditional publisher releases a book that it’s been vetted by an agent, acquisitions editor, editor, and so on. On the other side of the equation, the best Indie writers also have their books vetted. I use beta readers to provide criticism before I turn a book over to my editor. Beta readers provide feedback on every aspect of the book, from it’s overall concept and structure down to whether a given sentence makes sense or not. I assert that the writing by top independent authors is as good or better than that of most traditional authors.

Myth #4 – The overall production quality of Indie books isn’t as good as traditional books.
Again, this is where a writer’s professionalism comes into play. For my books for example, I hire a professional book formatter, cover designer, editor, and a proofreader. I invest a great deal in making sure the overall quality of the product—whether it’s an e-book or a printed book—is as good as anything else out on the market. Anything less than that is a disservice to me and to the reader.

Myth #5 – It’s a gamble buying a book from an Independent author.
No it isn’t. There’s never been a better time for readers to learn about a book and its author before making a purchase. Online ratings and reviews from professional critics and everyday readers are posted on a book’s sales page. On Amazon, the book description, author bio, and “Look Inside” feature provides more than enough information for readers to decide if a book is right for them. In my case, I’m giving away one of my books on my website——so there’s no risk at all for my readers. I’m confident that once they sample this first book that they’ll want to buy more.

In short, don’t let who the publisher is determine your decision whether to buy a book or not. If a book or author sounds interesting to you, check into it, and if you like what you see, buy the book.

Ray Courage’s wife Pam died thirteen years before in a car accident. Or did she? Ray’s world is turned upside down when he receives a series of e-mails from someone claiming to be his dead wife, accusing him of attempting to kill her and vowing revenge. Ray sets out to find the identity of the e-mailer only to discover the circumstances of his wife’s apparent death appear to be all but accidental.

Soon Police Detective Carla Thurber comes to suspect Ray of killing his wife, and of a subsequent murder of Pam’s confidant. Meanwhile, a murderous predator who does not want the facts of Pam’s death to surface aims to stop Ray. In the greatest challenge of his life, Ray must outrun the police and elude those who are out to kill him as he seeks the truth about his wife’s death.

Enjoy an excerpt:

After she left I took out my phone and opened the email from Pam1111, fully intending to delete it after a quick glance. Instead of some offer for an erection booster or the chance to aid a Nigerian princess, the message gave me an immediate chill:


How could you have done that to me 13 years ago? Me, the person you said you loved? Well, it didn’t work. I’m not dead and I am going to make you pay after all these years. Better look over your shoulder.


About the Author:

Scott Mackey lives in Northern California, where he writes both fiction and non-fiction. His first book, Barbary Baseball, achieved critical acclaim from baseball historians for its quality research and writing. He followed that with two young adult novels. His popular Ray Courage Mystery Series includes Courage Begins, Courage Matters, and Courage Resurrected. The fourth book in the series, Courage Lies Beneath, is scheduled for release later in 2015.

Scott’s career arc has included stints as a corporate communications manager, college professor, copywriter, bartender, and youth sports coach. In addition to obsessing over punctuation and grammar, he cares about his family (including his dog and cat), the San Francisco Giants, and his rather sad golf game.

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Inspiration by Sean Adelman – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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Inspiration is the “nudge” that most people need to write a story. After inspiration comes the work, but you need that “nudge” to get started. If the inspiration is great enough it will carry you through all of the work. If you can imagine, an idea for a story may come to you and will let you get a few pages down, but a great idea will let you flow through your story like sailing down wind.

How does an orthopedic surgeon who’s never writing a word of fiction in his life, decided to write a novel? The process of writing scientific articles is very mechanical, problem solving and organizational. As a scientist I always viewed fictional writing as using that creative part of my brain that I never really learned to access. What changed in my life to push me into action? You have kids and everything changes.

There is nothing in this world that can inspire you like looking at the form of your sleeping child. There is nothing in this world that can move you to make our planet a better place than the tear on your daughter’s cheek.

I am the father of three beautiful children, my middle daughter is lucky enough to have Down’s syndrome. My wife, three children and I traveled through life knowing that we were no different than every other family. Not everyone thought we were “normal” occasionally someone would look at my daughter, then catch my eye and mouth to me, “I’m sorry”.

Inspiration for me isn’t a person or a thing, but an idea. Writing is a platform for a message delivered through a story that is meant to make you think, feel and cry. Through story, mankind has passed the knowledge of who we are and where we came from. As a scientist I saw “story” as a vehicle to deliver my thoughts and feelings to a bigger audience.

A great story can move people to action, make people look at the world in ways they may not have before. I have found it easier to pour your soul into what you are writing when inspirations comes from your heart and knowing the impact a great story can have on the people reading it is what fuels the whole process.

8_10 BookCover_TrisperoOur intellect directs us. Our humanity defines us.

What if the key to unlocking our genetic code and our future lay within some of our most disenfranchised individuals? Would we still shun them?

Seattle in the year 2330: centuries of conflict have led to this precipice. If the world is to move forward, Olivay has the difficult task of teaching Alucia her history. Olivay knows that without understanding where she came from Alucia will never be able to help humanity explore the universe.

In present day Seattle, Jason Roy is a scientist whose life revolves around his daughter, Lily. Within her genome lies a secret that Jason has dedicated himself to uncovering. The mundane life of a scientist and his family takes a turn when a multinational corporation decides Jason Roy’s research is a danger to them.

Jason and Lily are now running away from an unforeseen enemy and toward a discovery that will change mankind. Altering the world may come too late for Jason to save what matters most in his own world.

The great irony of unlocking our genetic potential was finding that our greatness was found in our love for one another.
-Trispero almanac

Enjoy an excerpt:

“Ms. Sydney, you have five minutes left.”

I don’t have time. Debbie made a split decision. She moved the files directly into her drive before her program finished. “Thirty seconds, twenty seconds, five seconds. Download complete.”

“Ms. Sydney, what are you doing?”

The alarm had notified him. Debbie carefully watched as the security guard moved toward her. He was the only other person here. The young guard at the window was not in her direct line of sight. Debbie quickly removed her drive. The guard moved in closer.

“Ms. Sydney, I will need you to give me that drive and come with me!”

Debbie bowed her head as she turned with her hand held out gesturing toward the guard as if she was going to give him the drive. The guard reached to take it when Debbie seized his hand pulling him forward and allowing his momentum to increase the force as her opposite elbow collided with his temple. The guard was dazed but not out, so before he could alert anyone, she put him in a sleeper hold until he was out completely. Debbie quickly slid him under the table and moved toward the door. The guard in the window must not have heard anything as indicated by his curt nod. She returned his gesture and took great care not to run as she went toward the stairs. Patience. Don’t attract attention.

Debbie left the stairwell carefully walking past the administration building security. The lines from the morning were gone so the guards acknowledged her. She turned and smiled while pushing on the door just as the alarm went off. Debbie ran with all her might away from the security gate at the road entrance. Running behind the building as the alarm got louder and louder, Debbie pulled out her phone.

“Agent Davis, come get me.”

About the Author: Sean Adelman is a practicing orthopedic surgeon in Seattle. When he isn’t working hard to put people back together he enjoys writing, running, and attempting to play his electric guitar without frightening his two dogs, Chestnut and Orion. Sean has three children Brenna, Devon, and Ian with his wife of 25 years Susan.

Advocating for people with developmental disabilities is his life’s passion and his inspiration for the middle grade book series, Sam’s Top Secret Journal, and now his first adult novel, Trispero.

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Mage Assassin by KR Yaddof – Spotlight and Giveaway

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Lauren Trinidad is the best private security money in the League of European Nations can buy. She’s been trained by her father for her entire life to protect the good guys from the bad. But when the good guys seem to be working for the mad man responsible for blowing the world into chaos and her family is suddenly the bad, she is forced to choose between what she is taught to do and what she thinks is right.

Captain David Trinidad is the best soldier the New Republic of Texas can find to pull off a secret mission that will decide the fate of the small country. He’s been raised in his military family to do anything to help his homeland. But when he discovers he is the only chance at saving someone he loves, he has to choose between the only two things in his life that he’s never doubted.

Meagan Trinidad is the best assassin the United Countries of America has for hire. She has walked the tightrope between making her father proud and protecting those she cares about for a while. But when her work threatens to destroy her friends, she must choose between the familial loyalty that has guided her whole life and the promise of being loved for who she is and not what she does.

Enjoy an excerpt:

“I told you I was working.” Lauren tried not to snap. Zachary obviously wanted to forget their earlier fight about whether or not it was too dangerous for her to protect the new prime minister. But Zachary didn’t give up that easily. “I was doing my job.”

“I thought you only had to stay through the prime minister’s speech.”

“I did, but I saw a few suspicious characters before I left, so I stopped them from killing everyone.”

“Oh, you did, huh?” He smiled that charming grin that made her forgive him for anything.

“Yeah, because I’m smooth like that.” She couldn’t help but smile back.

“Sure you are.” He laughed and crossed the room to her. “You’re hurt.”

“It’s nothing,” she lied. Even her teeth hurt.

“Here.” He gently took her face in his hand. He blew a thick lock of her chestnut hair back. He ran his finger over the bruise and whispered, “Curatio.”

White-hot magic radiated from his thumb into the center of the pain and slowly flowed over her face, leaving cool relief in its wake. Her hand joined his as she felt her healed face. Her skin was smooth and no longer sore.

“Thanks.” She kissed him softly. His lips felt warm, soft, and familiar. His hands immediately pulled her to him. She stopped him by putting her hands on his chest. “I need a shower.”

“Shall I join you?” He cocked a platinum eyebrow.

About the Author:

K R Yaddof was lucky enough to take a few writing classes at the University of Iowa Writer’s Workshop when she was there as an undergrad getting her degree in cinema. Now she lives in Denver, CO with her husband, two kids, and one fat cat.

KR is currently finds time to write while staying home with her two small children. If you want more MAGES, cross your fingers for her children to start sleeping through the night!

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