Guest Post: A.M. Hargrove


Title: Kestrel
Series: A Hart Brothers Novel
Author: A.M. Hargrove
Release Date:  March 29th, 2015
Kestrel
(A Hart Brothers Novel)
**Though is part of the Hart Brothers
Series, This is a Stand Alone Novel
**Not intended for readers under the
age of 18 due to its mature content and strong language.
Two lives with horrific
pasts. One chance meeting that changed them both forever.
“One look at her and I
want to run. Frizzy hair, thick glasses, mom jeans, and ruffles up to her neck.
Who the hell wears shit like that? What decade is she living in? My mother
doesn’t even dress like that!”
Raised by a monster, Kestrel Hart somehow
survived. Now that the monster is dead, he’s trying to move on, to pull himself
together. Struggling with issues no one can imagine, he moves away from his
family, from the brother who loves him and the sister-in-law who supports and
understands him the best.
 
Charleston, South Carolina is his new
home. And he has a purpose. He’s opening up a new division of his brother’s
corporation. But a surprise awaits him. Her name is Carter Drayton.
 
Carter’s past is also a painful one. She
is dealing with the tragic death of her family. She’s healing in the only way
she knows how.
 
Carter needs love. Kestrel craves
human contact. Neither of them recognizes what’s right before their eyes. Will
they see it before it’s too late?
 
 
“I’ll do anything you want. Anything.” Then something comes over me. Call it madness.
Desperation. Insanity. Call it whatever you want. I step right up to him and
put my hands on his shoulders. Then I kiss him. He stands there like a chunk of
stone. So I press my body up to him, and rub myself against him. I open my
mouth and run my tongue over his lips, and then push it into his mouth.
Nothing. No response. Humiliation sets in. I am not this girl. I’m the classic
nerd. I don’t have boyfriends. Where is this coming from?
 
He pulls away from me and steps back, rubbing his
mouth.
 
“I’m sorry, but you’re not my type.” His features
initially register shock. But worse than that, distaste replaces it.
 
That stings. Really stings. But even more dreadful,
I am morbidly ashamed of myself. That doesn’t stop me from digging myself into
an even deeper hole.
 
“What? Am I not sexy enough? Are my clothes not
revealing enough?”
 
“Um, Dr. Drayton, this is more than a bit awkward.”
 
“No, tell me. And my name is Carter.”
 
“You’re propositioning me.” Now I detect a hint of
mockery.
 
“No, not propositioning. I want to strike a deal.
You see, I’m a desperate woman. And desperate people do all kinds of things.”
 
“Carter, I’m really not interested.”
 
“I know I’m not very attractive, but if you want me
to change the way I look, I can do that.”
 
“You don’t understand.”
 
“What? Am I not good enough for you?”
 
His eyes skim me from head to toe. “Good doesn’t have anything to do
with it. You’re not
bad enough for me.”

 

 

A.M.
Hargrove resides in the south, dividing her time between the upstate of South
Carolina and the mountains of North Carolina. She truly believes that
chocolate, coffee and ice cream should be added to the USDA food groups.
Her
books include Adult, New Adult and Young Adult Romances, including, The
Guardians of Vesturon (Survival, Resurrection, Determinant, reEmergent and the
novella Beginnings); Dark Waltz (A Praestani Novel) Edge of Disaster, Shattered
Edge, Kissing Fire, Tragically Flawed, Exquisite Betrayal and Tragic Desires.
A.M.
also writes under the name of Emerson St. Clair. Emerson’s books include the
Dirty Nights novella series.

 

 

 

 

 

TOP 10 Better Business Systems for Authors: Paradigm Shift


Armand Rosamilia:

Words of Wisdom Yet Again

Originally posted on C h a z z W r i t e s . c o m:

FYI: There’s free stuff for you at the end of this super important post so, y’know, hang in for that.

There’s a lot of talk about “getting your head screwed on straight” to deal with the business challenges of indie publishing. We’re told we have to cultivate the right attitude and mindset before we can do anything effectively. If that’s true, how come so many authors are out on a ledge? Maybe we’re proceeding from a false premise. How about we do what grown-up businesses do and stop talking quite so much about “mindset”? Let’s talk more about getting shit done and done well and on time with less hassle. That will change your mindset.

Let’s turn our prevailing paradigm and some frowns upside down. Let’s talk systems.

You’ll have a better mindset once you set up systems and deal with the mechanics of your business effectively. If you aren’t managing your time…

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Guest Post: Michaela Rhua


 

Moon Maidens Book Series by +Michaela Rhua
Published by Evernight Publishing
Moon Dance, book 1
Moon Bound, book 2
Genre: Erotic, Paranormal, F/F, Shifters, Short Stories

 

 

MOON DANCE – Blurb

A quick pick up and a night of sex was just what Raya was looking for. Only meeting Amari set her insides on fire and she had to have more of this Indian beauty. Witches and shifters aren’t meant to bond only Raya and Amari can’t ignore the chemistry flowing between them. Trouble strikes the lovers when a past trauma hits Raya and Amari’s mother could be to blame. Finally Raya has a chance to get even with the old witch, who destroyed her life. When that revenge reveals that Raya’s past holds secrets she wasn’t aware of, it throws into question everything she believes in. Can the lovers unite to help Raya find her true self or is it all too late?

moonboundMOON BOUND – Blurb

Under the glare of the full moon, friends and foes alike meet their destiny…

Wolf shifter Misty never thought she would rescue a damsel in distress, but when she stumbles across a bloodied girl on her run, she has to act fast. An action she ought to regret when that girl turns out to be Were shifter, and thus an enemy of her pack.

Feelings cannot be denied, however, and when she meets Sofya again, the girls give into their attraction for each other.

The path to true love is never smooth and tensions rise further when Sofya’s father is implicated in a shifter death.

Will this news tear the two lovers apart, and turn them into foes or can the moon bind them together to work out the truth?

 

Playlist

Jessie J – Dirty Dancing in the Moonlight
K D Lang – Constant Craving
Sophie B. Hawkins – Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover
Lata Mangeshkar – (Film:Pakeezah) – Chalte Chalte Yunhi Koi Mil Gaya Tha
Nazia Hassan – Aap Jaisa Koi
Luther Vandross and Beyonce Knowles – The closer I get to you
Janet Jackson –70s Love Groove
Lalah Hathoway – Forever, For Always, For Love

 

 

 

Moon Dance
Excerpt – Adult

“Good morning Amari. Sorry I couldn’t wait,” Raya said. She pulled off her sneakers one by one, followed by her sports socks.
Amari held out her hand, inviting her across. Raya’s eyes lit up and she began to walk across the shallow water. Suddenly she stopped and looked down at her feet, confusion written across her face. Raya backed away, out of the water.
“You okay?”
“Err…yeah. Why don’t you come across here?” Raya suggested.
Amari did not hesitate, pulling up her dress to skip across the cool water, leaving her sandals behind. Once across, Raya grabbed her hand and pulled her into her. Both girls looked at each other. Raya’s deep green eyes shone back at Amari.
“You’re beautiful…” began Raya, but she was silenced by Amari who pulled Raya’s head down in a rough kiss. Instantly there was a connection, sparks of energy flew around them and Amari’s body began to heat up. Lips meshed and tongues played, dancing and teasing. Their hands explored and grabbed each other’s bodies to get closer, wanting no space between them.
Ray moaned into Amari’s mouth. Amari pulled away.
“Sorry, did I hurt you?”
“Are you kidding me?” Raya said, pulling her back into a kissing that almost hurt with the fierce passion that was behind it. Amari’s mouth sizzled against Raya’s; never had she experienced something this strong straight away. She pulled at Raya’s T-shirt, wanting nothing between them; skin on skin was her desire. Raya helped her out by holding her arms up and Amari pulled the T-shirt off. Underneath she wore a simple cotton bra that cradled her breasts. Amari slid off one strap and kissed the soft skin of her neck, then shoulder. She felt Raya’s hand massage the back of her head, keeping her in that position. So she likes to be kissed there. With a new lover, it was always a learning experience; what they liked and didn’t like was stored in your memory. She was enjoying learning about Raya. She pulled down one cup to reveal a perfect breast with an erect pink nipple. Raya wasted no time: she sucked it straight away and then used her teeth to bite gently. This released another moan from Raya’s lips. Amari smiled, looking up at Raya.
“You like a little pain?” Amari carried on sucking Raya’s breasts with gentle bites. She moved her hand down Raya’s front and edged it into her joggers and down to her panties, which to Amari’s delight were a little moist. She rubbed Raya’s mound, letting the tips of her fingers slide down further. Raya spread her legs a little; that meant Amari could reach further. Massaging that pussy was not enough, she wanted to taste. Amari grabbed Raya’s joggers, pulled them all the way down and then knelt at her feet.
Raya’s legs were long and toned, probably with all that jogging. Amari stroked them up and down, dragging her nails closer and closer to her bare pussy that glistened, inviting her to taste.



Moon Bound
Excerpt PG:

“You’re stalling, so it must mean it’s time for me to leave.” Sofya spun on the spot, and Misty swiftly caught her arm.
“Let’s take a seat.” Misty pointed to the sofa and Sofya nodded her agreement.
“Raya’s father was killed when she was young, and it’s all messed up.” Misty took a sip. “He had land and somehow the local Were community were involved.”
“My father had nothing to do with that…how could you think such a thing?” Sofya put the cup down and made to get up. Misty reached across and grabbed her arm.
“I know, I know he didn’t. It was all before his time. But if the land was taken without proper permission then Raya has a right to claim it.”
“Wait, are you talking about the land that Wylan wants? He keeps bugging my dad to sign it over to him.”
“You know about all this?” Misty sat up, alert to every detail.
“Sure, I know there’s something going on with some land issue, and I heard Wylan and dad talking about how the Vamps were warning us or something…wait.” Sofya paused, looking into her cup.
“What?”
“Wylan was talking about the night I was attacked and how the Vamps were sending a warning. I didn’t get it at the time.”
“Hold on, that makes sense. Raya and Amari have worked out that somehow the Shifters blamed the Witches who had some involvement in a curse on the Weres. It looks like the Vamps have been using both communities for their own reasons.”
“Oh boy, not the stupid legend of how a powerful witch cursed the Weres who are now bound to the moon? Come on people.” She rolled her eyes. “Sheesh.”
“Each community holds on to their own beliefs and legends. For some it’s what holds people together, since you know a common enemy. You and I are supposed to be enemies, but when you get rid of all that bad history we are two people who love each other.”
“What? You love me? Seriously, like proper love?” Sofya’s eyes widened.
Misty suddenly realized what she had said. There was no going back now.
“Y…Yes I do. I’ve never felt like this with anyone.” Misty looked down at her hands, too scared to look up and stare Sofya in the face. She was worried at what she’d see. Rejection was not something she wanted to feel ever again.
“I love you too.”
The words she longed to hear came as a whisper. Misty looked up and saw tears shining in the eyes of the woman she loved.
“Really?” Misty couldn’t believe it. No-one had ever said that back to her.

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Author Bio:

About Mik:

Michaela Rhua always dreamed of writing but this never happened until she met the lovely group of ladies known as UCW. Their passion for writing and encouragement inspired her to see if she could do it too. Now she is multi published and loves writing!

She has teenage children who also keep her busy. However, it is whilst travelling into work that she has time to create her characters and imagine other places in which they exist as her world skims by the window. Conversations overheard often lead to the birth of new ideas that she scribbles down in her trusty notebook.

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Guest Post: February 2015 Freebies


RCPR-Freebies(2-2015)

Grab all 36 FREEBIES from these Red Coat PR authors!

 

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3.Forced Autonomy
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Guest Post: C.L. Scholey


 

Title: Back to Our
Beginning 
Author: C.L. Scholey
EDITOR Melanie
Billings
 COVER ARTIST: Molly Courtright
 GENRE/SUB-GENRE Sci-fi post apocalyptic 
“Mommy,
I don’t like it here.”
Earth
is under assault. Mother Nature is striking back. Tsunamis, earthquakes,
tornadoes, and massive flooding attack the world in a horrendous blow killing
three quarters of the world’s population. High temperatures broil certain areas
whereas others are struck with sudden freezing. Amidst the chaos a woman, her
three daughters and two friends try to make sense of it all as they battle for
existence in a world run amok.

 

A
safe haven in the mines up north is found after death and loss plague the
survivors. The twenty-first century no longer exists. Time has become a game of
survival. The seasons battle for dominance amidst the destruction. Life on
Earth as we know it is no more.
Whiskey Creek Press: http://bit.ly/1JhQJN0

 

 

C. L.
Scholey—Please call me Connie! It’s been fantastic working with great
publishers
and following my dream of writing. When I’m not writing, I’m busy
looking after
my children, husband, grandkids and the family pet, our newest
addition, a
mastiff pup named Aramis, after the Three Musketeers. I’m currently
working on
way too much, as normal, but I love every second of it.

 

Please feel
free to contact me at clscholey@hotmail.com. Look me up on my web page http://www.clscholey.com
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Super Bowl ads have nothing on me: Armcast Dead Sexy Horror Podcast


Armand Rosamilia:

Arm Cast Podcast advertising works!! #horror #podcast

Originally posted on John L. Monk:

Mostly for fun, I recorded an advertisement for my latest book, “Thief’s Odyssey,” on Armand Rosamilia’s horror podcast. I love his podcast, listen to it all the time. He interviews lots of great writers and even filmmakers. He’s also sort of fun. If you’re curious, give it a try here: http://armcastpodcast.libsyn.com/arm-cast-podcast-episode-3…

My little advert is somewhere during the podcast, but I won’t say where. I’m impish that way. A rebel. Something to be reckoned with.

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Guest Post: Eileen Harris


 

This second book in the series takes the reader further into the life of Alicia Trent and her friends. Magic, forgery, betrayal, and fabulous jewels surround Alicia as she struggles to find the reason for her friend’s death.

Buy Links:

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Excerpt:

We were nearly halfway up the stairs when I heard Lawrence groan. I turned to see what had happened. He was deathly white, and while I watched, he sank down on the closest step. He was sweating heavily and clutching his stomach. He didn’t seem coherent enough to answer any questions, so I ducked into my room and called for an ambulance. They only took about ten minutes to arrive, but it was horrible to wait. Lawrence was obviously in great pain, but couldn’t tell me what was wrong.

The ride to the hospital took an eternity. They wouldn’t let me ride in the ambulance, and I was so afraid of what would happen before he arrived. I was shaking and behind the wheel of a car was the last place I should have been, but as the ambulance tore through the streets with the siren blaring, I was right behind them.

I ran from the parking lot into the emergency room just in time to see them take Lawrence through a set of swinging doors where I couldn’t follow. I slumped into a chair, and for the next two hours I sat in a waiting room with dull green walls and hard metal chairs. I never moved while I waited. My mind was busy begging Lawrence to hold on.

Since I was the only one waiting, when I saw an exhausted-looking man dressed in scrubs walk into the room, I took a deep breath and hurried to his side.

He said, “Are you the relative who brought Lawrence Hall in tonight?”

Afraid they wouldn’t tell me anything if I confessed to not being a relative, I just nodded.

“Mr. Hall is a very sick man. He’s been poisoned, and we think he must have eaten poisonous mushrooms. Our tests indicate they were probably green-spored lepiota.”

At this point I wanted to scream at him to just tell me his condition. He could explain the details after I knew how Lawrence was.

However, he wasn’t finished explaining. “This particular mushroom doesn’t normally cause death, but among its other symptoms it can dangerously lower blood pressure. Mr. Hall must be on some type of medication that has the same effect, or at least exacerbated the effect of the mushroom, because we nearly lost him. It’s a good thing you got him here when you did. We have him stabilized now, and he should make a full recovery.”

I barely heard anything the man said except the last statement. Lawrence was going to be all right! My knees weakened with relief and I sank into the nearest chair.

He continued, “He’s awake, and we need to monitor him closely for a while. We want to keep him tonight and tomorrow for observation, but he can probably go home after that. If you want to see him, you can visit for a short time, but first, can you tell me what type of medication he’s taking? He was still pretty confused when I talked to him and wasn’t able to tell me.”

“I don’t know the exact medication. Lawrence is bi-polar, so it has to be something for that. I’ll see if I can find out the name for you.”

I got the room number and was practically running in my need to see for myself that he was alive and recovering. I burst into the room, nearly knocking over a nurse on her way out. She cautioned me the patient needed rest and, with a frown in my direction, left the room. I pulled a chair up next to the bed and took Lawrence’s hand. “You look so much better already. You have some color back.”

He said, “You look terrible. You can relax. I’m going to be fine. I was a little worried in the beginning because the confusion felt the way some of my episodes used to begin. The confusion is gone now, and I really am fine. It’s left me very tired, but they don’t want me to sleep yet. Tell me exactly what happened. I’m sure the gory details will help keep me awake. The last thing I remember is starting up the stairs, and then brief moments in the ambulance.”

I wanted to answer in the same matter-of-fact way he’d asked the question. I tried, but before I could begin, tears were running down my face and I couldn’t find my voice. I didn’t sob or howl. Strangely, I didn’t make any noise at all. I just stared at Lawrence, horrified because he might have died trying to help me. All the while the silent tears kept coming.

He said, “Ali, we can’t have this. I’ve seen you go through some horrible times, but I’ve never seen you cry. There’s no need for you to be so upset. I promise you I will be out of here tomorrow, and all will be well. Even the doctor says so.”

I gulped a few times trying to find my voice. It didn’t sound good, but I managed to say, “I couldn’t bear it if anything happened to you. When you get out of here, you’re going right back to Scottsdale! I should never have involved you in any of this.”

“Whoa there, girl! In the first place, I’m a grown man and you can’t involve me in anything I don’t choose to be involved in. In the second place, you and your crazy mixed-up life are the main thing keeping me from getting old and bored. Bad things happen sometimes, but none of this is your fault. Now dry those tears and tell me how I got here.”

I hiccuped a few times but got myself under control. “Okay, I’m not trying to take the blame for what happened, but I was so scared. It seems you were poisoned. I wasn’t in much shape to listen to the doctor, but it was some kind of mushroom. There were mushrooms in the food we ate at supper, but we both ate those. Someone targeted you specifically. At the moment, I have no idea why they did it, but I don’t think whoever did this was trying to kill you. The doctor said the symptoms were severe but not normally fatal. The problem seemed to be a reaction between the poison and your medication. Whoever did this couldn’t have known that you take anything, or at least not that your medicine would react with the mushrooms. The doctor asked me to find out the name of your prescription.”

“I vaguely remember him asking me, but I was pretty confused then and couldn’t remember. It’s Geodon. They tried dozens before, but nothing worked until this came along. I’m one of the lucky ones, because it not only keeps the problem in check, but I don’t suffer from any severe side effects. This reaction with poison mushrooms is something I certainly never expected. I should have told you ages ago in case of a relapse or some bizarre circumstances like these.”

“I’ll let the doctor know the name of the medicine. I don’t know if your medication lowers your blood pressure, but it dropped dangerously low. That’s what had the doctors worried.”

“I don’t know either, but the doctors will figure it out. I understand I have to be in here until tomorrow evening, even though I tried to talk them into letting me go sooner. You need to promise me you won’t do anything the least bit dangerous until I get back. One day isn’t going to make any difference. Whoever did this may have planned it to separate us for some reason. So promise me you’ll be careful and not spend time alone.”

The frowning nurse came back and warned me I needed to leave. Visiting hours were over and the patient needed rest.

I said, “Don’t worry about me. I promise I will take every precaution until you’re out of here. I’ll be back tomorrow afternoon and will drive you to the house when they release you. Just get well!”

Outside the room, Detective Wilton was waiting for me.

About the Author:


From living off the grid in the Arizona desert, Eileen has moved to the woods of upstate New York. She has authored a standalone adventure novel called Desert Shadow. She is also the author of Alicia Trent Series. The Black Cane : Dowager Diaries Book 1 is her latest release.







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