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Dec
17

Sunday Snippet: Haunted by Shari Nichols

Sunday Snippet: Haunted by Shari Nichols  About the Book Haunted     Author:  Shari Nichols Publisher:   Liquid Silver Press Released:  November 27, 2017 Genre:  Paranormal Romance Author contact links:   Blog, Facebook, Goodreads, Instagram, Newsletter, Twitter, Website Purchase links:  Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Snippet: Karly made sure to keep her head down, wanting to avoid another run-in. Her gaze skittered over fallen leaves and flagstone tiles. Through the corner of her eye, she spotted a man in a suit and a few servers. Her fingers tightened around her key chain with every step, wanting to be far from the chaos of the evening. She was almost to the main street, when she bumped into a solid wall of muscle that threatened to knock her on her ass. Her keys flew from her hands as she began to fall backward. Before she hit the ground, two strong hands reached out and caught her around the waist. She glanced up and into the gorgeous face of the god she’d seen earlier. Up close, he was even more stunning and taller than she’d calculated. He exuded strength and masculinity, and when he focused that intense magnetism on her, all the air left her lungs, along with her ability to speak. Genuine concern flashed in his whiskey colored eyes. “I’m sorry. Are you okay?” His voice was like warm chocolate, melting her insides. When he dropped his hands, Karly could still feel the imprints on her skin. “Y-yes, I’m fine. I’m the one who should be apologizing. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.” Her heart pounded wildly in her chest. The man smelled incredible, like sandalwood and clean laundry. “No need for apologies. Maybe you should sit down for a minute and have a drink with me.” There was elegance in the way he spoke that made her think of old money and private school. For a moment Karly thought about taking him up on his offer, but she wasn’t in the frame of mind to pull off light conversation or flirty banter at this point. “Thanks, but I have to pass. This night, well, it didn’t turn out the way I’d hoped so I think it’s my cue to go.” She did her best to school her features, but inside she was feeling raw and vulnerable. The only thing she wanted to do was go home, soak in a hot bath, and lick her wounds. His searing gaze swept over her and made butterflies flutter in her stomach...
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Dec
10

Sunday Snippet: The Snows of Windroven (Amid the Winter Snow) by Jeffe Kennedy

Sunday Snippet: The Snows of Windroven (Amid the Winter Snow) by Jeffe Kennedy  About the Book The Snows of Windroven (from the anthology Amid the Winter Snow)    Author:  Jeffe Kennedy Publisher:   Brightlynx Publishing Released:  2017 Genre:  Fantasy/Romance Author contact links:   Facebook, Goodreads, SFF Seven blog,Twitter, Website Purchase links:  Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Google Play, iBooks, Kobo, Smashwords REVIEW TO COME Snippet: Ami shook her head, hair catching the light like living flame. “I’ve really tried to give up feeling sorry for myself, as I know I’m blessed and should be grateful, but sometimes this beauty feels more like a curse, like people only see the pretty exterior and don’t see me.” She glared at me, defying me to argue with her. I didn’t know what to say, so I said nothing and she huffed out an exasperated sound. “The point is, Ash, that it’s not enough for you to close your eyes. I need you to see me.” “I see you,” I replied, my whisper harsh as the ravens calling in the trees. Her face crumpled a little and she looked down, worrying her fingers together, pale with chill as she’d taken off her gloves to tend me. “Do you? Sometimes I don’t think you do. I know it’s… difficult for you to be with me, even though you love me.” “I do love you, Amelia. I love you more than my own life.” She glanced up at me again, her face wet with renewed tears, and she smiled through them. “I know you do. And I love you—but it’s not enough, is it? I know you’re not happy.” “Maybe I’m just not a happy person,” I offered. “Is that all?” She searched my face. “Be honest with me, because I know there’s a lot of stuff that goes on in your head that you don’t share with me and that’s fine—” She held up a hand when I tried to speak, then pulled her gloves from her pocket and yanked them on. “Really, I’m fine with that. I’ve reconciled myself to it because if you wanted to let me in, you would. The thing is, you clearly don’t want to. For a while I thought, well that will change, but it hasn’t. If anything, you’re more closed off than ever. And… this isn’t enough for me anymore. Ironically enough, you were the one to open my eyes and make me want more than the fairytale. My marriage with Hugh was a lovely fantasy, and maybe if he’d lived, we would have...
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Dec
3

Sunday Snippet: Spartan Heart by Jennifer Estep

Sunday Snippet: Spartan Heart by Jennifer Estep  About the Book Spartan Heart    Author:  Jennifer Estep Publisher:   Self-published Released:  December 5, 2017 Series:   Mythos Academy spinoff #1 Genre:  Young adult urban fantasy – mythology Author contact links:   Blog, Facebook, Goodreads, Twitter, Website Purchase links:  Amazon, B&N, Google Play, iBooks, Kobo, Smashwords REVIEW TO COME Snippet: A shoulder slammed into mine, making me stagger to one side of the cobblestone path. “Watch it!” I snapped. “Why don’t you watch it?” a low voice growled right back at me. Normally, I would have kept on going, since this wasn’t the first time someone had accidentally-on-purpose rammed into me while I was walking across the quad, thinking that it was hilarious to pick on the girl with the dead Reaper parents. All the taunts, whispers, and stares had filled me with a familiar, sickening mixture of guilt, shame, and embarrassment, but those emotions quickly morphed into a cold, hard knot of anger in my chest. Dirty looks and whispers were one thing, but actually plowing into me was something else, especially when I was already struggling with my emotions. Once again, I felt that need to lash out, and I decided to give in to it, since my day was already ruined. Someone wanted to mess with me? Well, I was tired of taking everyone else’s crap, and I could give as good as I got. I whirled around to confront the person who’d run into me and realized that it wasn’t one of the snotty Valkyrie girls like I’d expected. It was a guy—and he was gorgeous. Seriously, he was tall and muscled and just plain gorgeous in his black boots, black jeans, dark gray henley, and black leather jacket. Rich honey highlights ran through his dark blond hair, which stuck up at odd angles, as though he constantly ran his fingers through it, but the slightly messy, unkempt look totally suited him. He had the kind of great cheekbones, perfect straight nose, and strong jaw that you’d see on a movie star. But his eyes . . . his eyes were simply amazing—a light, bright, piercing gray. I’d never seen eyes like that before, and I tried to figure out what their color reminded me of. Rain-soaked clouds, maybe, or the gleaming edge of a freshly sharpened sword . . . The guy glared at me, breaking the spell. I blinked and forced myself to ignore how cute he was. Instead, I studied him again, and I realized...
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Nov
26

Sunday Snippet: Death Shall Come by Simon R. Green

Sunday Snippet: Death Shall Come by Simon R. Green  About the Book Death Shall Come    Author:  Simon R. Green Publisher:   Severn House Publishers Released:  September 1, 2017 Series:   Ishmael Jones #4 Genre:  Sci-fi/Urban Fantasy/Mystery Author contact links:   Website Purchase links:  Amazon REVIEW Snippet: There was nothing welcoming about the house.  It looked like it had been dropped here in the middle of nowhere because nowhere else would have it.  Just looking at the building made my skin crawl.  It felt… spiritually unhealthy, as though the life within it had soured and gone off. ‘You’re frowning,’ said Penny.  ‘Which is rarely a good sign.  Should I be thinking seriously about turning the car round and making a run for it?’ ‘No,’ I said.  ‘I promised the Colonel I’d help.  But I have to say I’m worried about this family he’s married into.  How could anything good thrive in a place like this?’ ‘It does have a certain oppressive, even soul-destroying quality,’ said Penny.  ‘Could it be Sick Building Syndrome?’ ‘More like Put this Unnatural Thing out of its Misery Syndrome,’ I said. ‘Last chance to get the hell out of Dodge, sweetie.’ ‘No.  We go on.’ Penny started singing the theme from the old Addams Family TV show, taking both hands off the steering wheel to do the finger snaps. When we finally reached the end of the long gravel road, the Colonel was there waiting for us.  Standing stiffly in front of the main entrance, as though silently reprimanding us for being late.  Penny brought the car to a sweeping halt right in front of him, shooting loose gravel in all directions.  The Colonel didn’t even flinch.  Penny shut down the engine with a flourish, and then leant over the steering wheel with an exaggerated groan of relief.  I got out of the car, looked quickly around to assure myself the area was as empty as I thought it was, and then nodded to the Colonel.  Penny half fell out of the driving seat, swore loudly, and slammed the door shut.  She stretched her back, and vigorously massaged her backside with both hands. ‘If I’d known it was going to take this long, I’d have hired a chauffeur!’ ‘Next time, I’ll drive,’ I said. ‘Not one of my cars, you on’t.  I’ve seen you drive.’ ‘I’m an excellent driver.’ ‘It’s sweet that you think that.’ We stood together before the Colonel, presenting a unified front in the face of an authority figure.  He nodded briefly to both of...
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Nov
19

Sunday Snippet: Most Eligible Bastard by Annika Martin

Sunday Snippet: Most Eligible Bastard by Annika Martin About the Book Most Eligible Bastard Author:  Annika Martin Publisher:   self-published Released:  November 7, 2017 Series:   standalone Genre:  contemporary romance Purchase links: Amz: http://amzn.to/2zKrz86 iBks: http://geni.us/FAmTcK Kobo: http://geni.us/NAs1 Nook: http://geni.us/zzLBAhh Gplay http://geni.us/YHj1c REVIEW (on Goodreads) Snippet: The SETUP: Henry Locke has just learned the billion-dollar corporation he built up was left his mother’s dog, Smuckers, instead of him, with Vicky as the dog’s spokesperson. He thinks Vicky’s a scammer, of course! ************ Henry: She stands there clutching my mother’s stupid dog. “I was only trying to be a nice neighbor,” the scammer says. “Help her out with Smuckers. I didn’t know she’d leave things to him—” “It’s just us, jelly bean, so you can stop with the pretense.” She starts to protest but I roll right over her. “The good news is that I’m prepared to hand over a cashier’s check this afternoon to get clear of all this. You’ll sign over ownership of the corporation on behalf of the dog. You can probably get more cash out eventually, but it would take years, and I think we both know the risks.” She peers at me uncertainly. I grab a pencil and flip over a sheet of paper. You always write the big numbers for people to see. You always add the extra zeroes, too. The zeros have power. I write it out: $4,500,000.00. She stares at the number, as though stunned. It’s a lowball, yes. She turns to me. “Four point five million?” she says incredulously. I wait. Where is the counteroffer? The dog licks her chin. I tighten my jaw. Is it so low to her she’s not even bothering? Was she thinking in terms of billions? Is this an organized con after all? I step up the pressure. “Here’s the thing, Ms. Nelson,” I say. “It’s the four point five million, plus we don’t use our very considerable resources to destroy your life and ensure that you end up in prison for scamming a vulnerable old woman with your dog whisperer thing.” Her eyes shine. They’re the warm brown of a beer bottle, fringed with dark lashes. I wish I could read her thoughts, her emotions—I can see she’s having them. I tend to be good at reading women. Why can’t I read her? “I don’t know if you’re working with people,” I say, “but they can’t protect you. You will be the one to go down, and you will go down very hard. Very painfully.” I lean in....
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Nov
12

Sunday Snippet: Christmas at the Candied Apple Cafe by Katherine Garbera

Sunday Snippet: Christmas at the Candied Apple Cafe by Katherine Garbera  About the Book Christmas at the Candied Apple Cafe    Author:  Katherine Garbera Publisher:   HarperImpulse Released:  Ebook – November 10, 2017; Paperback – December 14, 2017 Genre:  Contemporary Romance Author contact links:  Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Website Purchase links:  Amazon UK, Amazon US, B&N Snippet: Iona walked the short distance down the hall to Mads and Sofia’s apartment, carrying a stuffed moose that wore a tee- shirt that proclaimed “Christmas is for Miracles”, and a bottle of Glenlivet she’d been gifted from a client. She didn’t drink scotch, but her gut said that Mads probably did. She knocked on the door; it was opened by Sofia and a man that Iona hadn’t met. “Hey, Iona. We raced to the door and I won!” Sofia said. She was in her stockinged feet and jeans and a tee-shirt that had some Disney princesses on it. “I’m not surprised, you’re very fast,” Iona said. “I am,” Sofia agreed. “This is for you,” Iona said, handing her the moose. She took it from Iona and then hugged it to her chest. “Thank you.” “You’re welcome.” “Come in,” the man said, holding out his hand. “I’m Piers: Mads’ younger and some say better-looking brother.” Iona took Piers’ hand and shook it, smiling at him. Now that he’d said they were brothers it was easy to see the resemblance. But while Mads seemed too serious, Piers had an easy smile and open charm that Mads didn’t. She guessed that the strain of his wife’s illness had contributed to that. “I’ll have to reserve judgment on the last bit until I see you side by side.” “Iona.” “Yes?” She glanced down at Sofia. “Obviously Papa is better-looking. Uncle Piers is just being silly,” Sofia said. “Everyone knows my papa is the best.” “Everyone does know that, Sof,” Piers said. “Let’s move this party into the kitchen so we can help finish making dinner.” Iona followed Sofia down the hall, aware that Piers was behind her. She stepped into the kitchen and noticed that Mads was working at the stove, stirring a tomato sauce. He glanced over his shoulder as they entered and smiled at her. She raised her eyebrows at him. “Hi. This is for you.” She set the scotch on the counter, out of the way. “Thanks. Who won the race?” “Me,” Sofia said. “Congrats,” he said to his daughter. “Iona gave me this moose,” Sofia said, holding it up toward Mads. “Want to come to my room while I...
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Nov
5

Sunday Snippet: Blackwing by Ed McDonald

Sunday Snippet: Blackwing by Ed McDonald  About the Book Blackwing    Author:  Ed McDonald Publisher:   ACE Released:  October 3, 2017 Series:   The Raven’s Mark #1 Genre:  Fantasy Author contact links:   Website Purchase links:  Amazon REVIEW Snippet: “What the f*** is going on?” Nenn asked. We’re in S*** City, that’s what,” I said.  “Where are the others?  Where’s Tnota?” “Got separated,” Nenn said.  She was breathing hard, face red with exertion and slick with sweat.  “I ran up the stairs.  think they fell back into a pantry.” “You get a count of them?” “Could be a thousand out there for all I saw.” I wiped drudge blood from my hands, ran my tongue over my teeth.  Shook my head. “That many couldn’t have snuck this close.  My guess is more than fifty, less than a hundred.  We haven’t lost yet.  Come on.” The garrison was scattered through the halls, half drunk, half green, terrified and lacking orders.  Most of them had probably never seen the drudge up close before.  They weren’t pretty. “We need to go down.  Join up with the garrison,” I said without enthusiasm.  I don’t like fighting if I’m not getting paid, but we were all in the s*** if Twelve went down.  Nenn shook her head firmly, grabbed a heavy stairway door and pulled it closed, barring it with a dust-covered beam.  All castle stairwells can be shut off like that if the builders are smart.  This one had been. “Not that way. There’s ten or more down in the kitchen.  Or there was.  What the f*** are they doing here?” “Trying to take control of Nall’s Engine,” I said.  “What else?” “With fifty men? They’d never hold it.  I’m no general, Captain, but even I can see that.” The sound of feet tramping up the stairs rose behind the door.  No telling whether they were friend or foe.  Nobody was screaming anymore, which did not bode well. “Worry about the ‘why’ later.  Let’s try not to get gracked now.”  We retraced my steps, but at the next stair I heard voices from below, the click-and-babble language of old Dhojara.  We closed that door and barred it too, tried a third route. “Running out of options here, Captain,” Nenn said.  I knew that already, so I ignored her. “We need to get out of here,” I said. “We’re not going down now?” I hesitated.  My pulse was slamming against my half-deaf ears.  The enemy held the gate, and they were moving up through...
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Oct
29

Sunday Snippet: Sorrow’s Son by Rene Sears

Sunday Snippet: Sorrow’s Son by Rene Sears  About the Book Sorrow’s Son   Author:  Rene Sears Publisher:   Brown Dog Press Released:  September 15, 2017 Series:   Crossroads of Worlds #2 Genre:  Urban Fantasy Author contact links:   Website Purchase links:  Amazon REVIEW Snippet: But that left three hellhounds coming after us, jaws gaping and flecked with slaver. They bayed triumphantly.  Or two of them did. The third was—different. It was still a giant black dog with unnatural red eyes, but compared to the others it was…fluffier. The three of them closed on us. Morgan clutched at me and the blade at her wrist flashed into being again, this time longer and heavier, with a serrated edge. Beads of sweat popped out along her forehead and she paled as she braced for an attack. I pulled more energy into knots, frantically but precisely—there was no telling what might happen if I mis-tied them.  The hounds were almost on us. I could feel the heat of their breath, smell the sulfur stench of them. Morgan tensed beside me. Then the fluffier one turned on its fellows. It barked frantically and its body shuddered with the impact of the other two as they leaped into it.  Morgan’s blade didn’t lower, but she dug in one of her pockets until she pulled out something which she pressed into my hands. It was a glass disc in shades of red and gold, marred by a smear of Morgan’s blood. There was a light floating over it, not quite a reflection of the silver twisting all around us. Something else, its own. I turned to look at the dogs, and the light stayed constant. Ah.  “This way.” I pulled Morgan after me. The hounds snarled and bit at the air behind us, but Morgan walked backward, her silver blade sweeping the air, and they would not come close enough to risk its touch. The shuffling of our feet over gravel paths was interspersed with whines and growls.  The gate wasn’t far, thank God, only a few turns through the hedges away. Morgan’s hand was bone-grindingly tight on mine as we walked and her side was almost black with flowing blood. Some of it had caked on my hand, and I had to chew on my tongue to keep from thinking too hard about her living blood drying on me. The scenery didn’t help my stomach any. There were places where it looked like watercolor on glass—thin. Not real. Parts of it fragented. Had they broken off?...
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Oct
22

Sunday Snippet: Scavenger Girl – Season of Atchem by Jennifer Arntson

Sunday Snippet: Scavenger Girl – Season of Atchem by Jennifer Arntson  About the Book Scavenger Girl – Season of Atchem    Author:  Jennifer Arntson Publisher:   Sleepy Adam Publishing (self-published) Released:  October 21, 2017 Series:   Scavenger Girl #1 Genre:  Young Adult/New Adult, Fantasy/Fiction, Dystopia Author contact links:   Facebook, Goodreads, Instagram, Pinterest, Twitter Author, Twitter Characters (Una), Twitter Characters (Mar), Twitter Series (#IAmAScavenger), Website Purchase links:  Amazon Snippet: After breakfast and the standard controlled argument among the men of the family, it was decided that Calish, Father, and I would go to the river and Marsh would stay with my mother as they each continued to regain their strength. “Are you sure you’ll be safe on your own if I go with them, Mother?” I worried. “Yes, of course. I doubt there is much here that would capture your interest for another day. You should enjoy the light while it’s here.” I was so excited to go to the river that I almost forgot my gown. “Isn’t that the reason you’re going?” Father inquired. “Yes, it was, I mean, it is.” I grabbed my crumpled dress from the yard and shoved it into my pack. I don’t know that I’ve ever enjoyed a walk to the river as much as I did today. It was so nice to get out of the house. What made it comforting was knowing my mother was alive and Marsh was getting stronger. I didn’t want to think too much about tomorrow. I wanted to enjoy what was happening now. I’m sure someday soon we’d go back to the river, living out our days the way our lives used to be. There was even talk about taking the ox to the river in the next day or two. At least, that was the plan. It was always good to have a plan, but flexibility always proved helpful in case the plan didn’t pan out. When we arrived at the river, Calish warned me, “I doubt that dress will wash clean. Go see what’s being offered and let me know what you need.” Grateful for the suggestion, I set my dress next to his pack and wandered among the sunbathing Citizens. Some were here simply because it was a beautiful day; others were here to trade, even though trading with Scavengers was prohibited. I walked timidly past them, eyeing the piles many had laid out next to their blankets. Of all the wares, there was only one white gown, and it was far too small. I bowed to the couple...
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Oct
15

Sunday Snippet + Giveaway: Branded by Fire by Danielle Annett

Sunday Snippet + Giveaway: Branded by Fire by Danielle Annett  About the Book Branded by Fire    Author:  Danielle Annet Publisher:   Self-published Released:  October 17, 2017 Series:   Blood & Magic #4 Genre:  Urban Fantasy / Paranormal Romance Author contact links:   Amazon, Facebook, Goodreads, Twitter, Website Purchase links:  Amazon Snippet: I blinked hard as tears threatened to spill. Dammit, why did he have such an effect on me? I rubbed the ache in my chest and turned away from him. He didn’t say anything for several long minutes. I climbed into my bed and tucked myself under the covers as silent tears spilled down my cheeks. The mattress dipped and Declan slid his body into the bed beside me. “Go away,” I choked out. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled my back flush against his chest. “I’m a bastard.” “I know.” “And I don’t deserve you.” “Glad you’re finally realizing that.” I swiped at the tears on my cheeks and tried to pull away from him but his grip was iron tight. “But I love you.” I sucked in a breath. He, what? I froze, suddenly unable to form any coherent thoughts or words. He didn’t say anything else, just settled in beside me with his arm wrapped tightly around my body and his legs now tangled with mine. I listened as his breathing slowly evened out and realized the exact moment when he fell asleep. Declan told me he loved me. The bond that connected us flared to life at his words and I realized, I believed him. Book Blurb: Aria Naveed can’t decide what’s worse—being mate-bonded to Declan Valkenaar, the Alpha of the Pacific Northwest Pack, or owning up to the fact that she’s developing feelings for him. Her bond to Declan is the one thing keeping her grounded and preventing her new power from destroying everything and everyone around her. If Aria doesn’t tread carefully, especially where her heart is concerned, she’ll learn the hard way that if you play with fire, you’ll always get burned. About the Author:    Danielle Annett is a reader, writer, designer, and the blogger behind Coffee and Characters. Born in the SF Bay area, she now resides in Spokane, WA, the primary location for her Blood & Magic series. Danielle writes about kick butt heroines in volatile settings and like her, most of them have some level of addiction to coffee. When not writing, Danielle can be found hanging out with her two children whom she fondly refers to...
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