Thursday, December 30, 2021

When Gods Clash Virtual Book Tour


Paranormal/Fantasy

Date Published: 12-01-2021

 

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A genre-bending breakout novel from a bold, fresh voice in contemporary fiction, think Highlander.

 

Debilitated in Afghanistan, Angus MacDonald struggles to find peace and escape his nightmares. He visits Culloden Battlefield, Scotland, the pitiless field where his ancestors were butchered and the MacDonald clan lost its power. Ancient voices traumatize him and reveal a shocking connection to his relatives who died there in 1746, where he now stands. The voices compel him to fight again, but this time against an unworldly enemy.

To protect humankind from slavery Angus must face the past, but more troubling, his future while unraveling the mystery of his heritage. He strives to discover millennia-old truths from Olympus, Greece, and the violent history that produced them. The truth of who bred him to die saving humanity. The most crucial battle of Angus’s story begins on the same infamous field of his clan’s decimation, but worse, when he returns to Washington, D.C., war follows.

 

Rob James’ WHEN GODS CLASH includes a fascinating take on Greek mythology through vivid world-building. This novel is a searing, unique makeover of loved themes.

 

 



About the Author

Rob James is a student of history and geopolitics and writing novels with historical themes is his passion. Dramatic events and tales from history help to create thrills and suspense. They also color flawed but compelling protagonists.

Since childhood, stories of Rob Roy MacGregor, and the ancient Greek heroes heightened Rob’s passion for reading. He knows them and the history of their times intimately, lighting the richly layered backstory of his novels.

When referencing ancient characters, tradition can become repetitive so Rob takes care to provide unique takes on the often-repeated tales. As his plots are set in the present day, intertwining the old with the new demands respect for the old, while giving them a modern punch; a lift to provide relevance and resonate with readers.


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✱✱Book Review✱✱ Blog Tour for Hans Rosenfeldt’s CRY WOLF

 


CRY WOLF Author: Hans Rosenfeldt Publisher: Hanover Square Press


The first standalone Swedish crime novel by Hans Rosenfeldt, creator of the TV series 
The Bridge as well as Netflix’s Emmy-winning Marcella.

A dead wolf. A drug deal gone wrong. A female assassin of rarely seen skill. Hannah Wester, a policewoman in the remote northern town of Haparanda, finds herself on the precipice of chaos.

When human remains are found in the stomach of a dead wolf, Hannah knows that this summer won’t be like any other. The remains are linked to a bloody drug deal across the border in Finland. But how did the victim end up in the woods outside of Haparanda? And where have the drugs and money gone?

Hannah and her colleagues leave no stone unturned. But time is scarce and they aren’t the only ones looking. When the secretive and deadly Katja shows up, unexpected and brutal events start to pile up. In just a few days, life in Haparanda is turned upside down. Not least for Hannah, who is finally forced to confront her own past.



Momma Says: 4 stars⭐⭐⭐⭐
Cry Wolf is a good mix of crime thriller and police procedural, and it's the first in a new series. Since I'm always on the lookout for new crime series, I'm happy to have found another one to follow. The story is very well written, and even the setting is developed. There are a lot of characters, which can go either way, but it works for this book, and they are so well developed that I didn't have any trouble keeping track of them. The book also has a fair amount of twists and turns, and things move along at a good pace. This is my first read by Hans Rosenfeldt, but it won't be my last. Rosenfeldt's writing is wonderfully descriptive without being overdone, and this first in the Hannah Wester series introduces us to an exciting world of danger, suspense, and drama. 



Everything had gone according to plan.

First their arrival.

Be the first in place, park the jeep and black Mercedes be-side each other on a rutted clearing in the middle of the forest, used by lumber trucks and harvesters for loading and U-turns, then position the coolers to face the narrow forest road they’d just come down. The ruts beneath them, the nocturnal birdsong around them, the only thing besides absolute silence until the sound of engines announced the arrival of the Finns.

A Volvo XC90, also black, drove up. Vadim watched as Artjom and Michail took their weapons and left the Mercedes, while he and Ljuba climbed out of their jeep. He liked Ljuba, thought she liked him, too. They’d gone out for a beer together a few times, and when they asked her who she wanted to drive with, she’d chosen him. For a moment he considered telling her to wait in the car, take cover, say he had a premonition this might go wrong. But if he did that, what would they do afterwards?

Run away together? Live happily ever after?

That would be impossible once she knew what had happened. She’d never betray Valerij; she didn’t like him that much, he was sure of it. So he said nothing.

The Volvo stopped a few meters in front of them, the engine switched off, the doors opened and four men stepped out. All of them armed. Looked around suspiciously as they fanned out.

Everything was still.

The calm before the storm.

The Finnish leader, a large man with a buzz cut and a tribal tattoo wrapped around one eye, nodded to the smallest of the four Finns, who holstered his gun, walked behind the Volvo and opened the trunk. Vadim also backed up a few steps to un-lock his jeep’s trunk.

So far everything was going according to their plan.

Time for his plan.

A bullet from a rifle with a silencer on it entered just beneath the eye of the large Finn closest to the car. The sudden explosion of bone, blood, and brain matter as the projectile made its way through the back of his head made the others react instinctively.

Everyone started shooting at the same time.

Everyone except Vadim, who threw himself behind the shelter of the jeep.

The man with the tattoo on his face roared loudly, hugged his trigger, and immediately took down Michail with four or five shots to the chest. Artyom answered with gunfire. The tattooed man was hit by two bullets, staggered back, but re-gained his balance and turned his weapon on Artyom, who threw himself behind the cover of the Mercedes, but it was too late. Several bullets hit his legs from the hip down. Shrieking in pain, he landed on dry gravel. The tattooed man continued bleeding, roaring, and shooting as he moved toward the Volvo, determined to make it out of here alive. But a second later he fell to his knees gurgling, let go of his weapon and pressed his hands to what was left of his neck.

Somewhere more shots were fired, more screams could be heard.

Artjom slid up into a sitting position, while trying to stop the blood that gushed from his thigh in the same rhythm as his racing heartbeat. Then another series of shots, and he went still, his gaze turning from desperation to emptiness, his lips forming some soundless word before his head slumped onto his chest.

The third Finn had thrown himself into the cover of a shallow ditch with a good view beneath the parked cars. A round of concentrated fire from his semi-automatic had hit Artjom in the back. Vadim realized that he, too, must be visible and flung himself around the jeep to hide behind one of its large wheels. When he got to the side of the car, he saw the smallest of the four Finns lying dead on the ground.

Ljuba wasn’t visible.

Another round of shots sounded from the ditch at the forest edge and bullets hit the metal on the back of the wheel, puncturing the tire. One went through the rubber and hit him in the side, just above his butt. The pain was a white-hot flash through his body. He closed his eyes, swallowed a scream, leaned his forehead against his knees and made himself as small as he could. As he slowly let the air in his lungs out again, he realized the gunfire had ceased.

It was silent. Completely silent.

No movement, no voices, no roar of pain or betrayal, no bird-song, nothing. As if the very place itself were holding its breath.

He peeked out carefully from behind the jeep.

Still silent. And still.

Slowly, slowly he raised his head for a better view. The sun hung below the trees, but still above the horizon; the scene in front of him was bathed in that particular soft, warm light of the midnight sun.

He rose cautiously to his feet. A bullet was still lodged in his muscle and tissue, but it didn’t seem to have damaged any vital organs. He pressed his hand to the wound. Blood, but no more than he could stop with a compress.

“Ljuba?”

Ljuba was leaning against the rear bumper of the Finn’s car, breathing shallowly, the front of her gray T-shirt beneath her jacket soaked in blood, the gun still in her right hand. Vadim assessed the damage. The blood was running out at a steady rate, so it hadn’t nicked an artery. No air bubbles, so her lungs were probably intact. She might very well survive.

“Who shot us?” she asked, out of breath, grabbing Vadim’s jacket with a bloody hand. “Who the fuck started shooting?”

“He’s with us.”

“What? What do you mean with us? Who is he?”

“Come on.”

He gently took the gun away from her, pushed it into his pocket before standing up, leaned forward and helped her to her feet. She grimaced from the pain of exertion but managed to stand. With his arm around her waist and her arm around his shoulders, they walked out into the open area between the cars. When they reached the rise where the tattooed Finn had fallen, Vadim stopped, gently removed Ljuba’s arm, released his supportive grip from around her waist, and backed away with two large steps.

“I’m sorry…”

Ljuba’s gaze was uncomprehending at first, but she soon realized what was happening, why he’d brought her here. Seconds later a bullet pierced her temple and she was thrown to the ground.

Vadim pressed his hand to the wound on his lower back and stretched, let out a deep sigh.

In the end, everything had gone according to plan.



Excerpted from Cry Wolf by Hans Rosenfeldt, Copyright © 2022 by Hans Rosenfeldt. Published by arrangement with Harlequin Books S.A.





Hans Rosenfeldt
is a Swedish screenwriter, radio presenter, novelist and actor. He created the Scandinavian series The Bridge, which is broadcast in more than 170 countries, as well as the ITV/Netflix series Marcella





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At the Heart of the Matter Virtual Book Tour


A Self-Help Workbook for Caregivers

 

Nonfiction / Self-Help

Date Published: December 1, 2021

 

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Rediscover your inner strength and embrace your role as a caregiver with this heartfelt self-help workbook.

 

Artfully blending inspiring quotes, personal reflections, and touching prose, this deeply authentic self-help guide for caregivers seeks to provide readers with an honest and open place to navigate the complex and sometimes overwhelming emotions that come with caring for a loved one or client.


Designed with handy prompts for self-reflection as you embark on your journey to wellbeing, At the Heart of The Matter encourages caregivers to be open about their feelings and find their inner faith in the face of grief, hardship, burnout, and pain.


Standing as a testament to the power of resilience, this profound guide will speak to your soul, sharing the strength of faith and providing you with an enduring source of light in your darkest times. With a mix of meaningful advice and Dr. Eboni Ivory Green’s personal experiences, At the Heart of The Matter will help caregivers tap into their natural resilience and find new ways to serve the needs of their loved one or client.


In a time where so many caregivers find themselves neglecting their personal wellbeing to focus on the demands of caring for a loved one or client, it’s never been more important to learn to take a step back and focus inwards. With suggestions for self-improvement, heartfelt advice to help you change your mindset, and enlightening insights about faith and belief, this book is an ideal companion for any caregiver who is struggling to maintain their passion and deal with the raw emotions of caregiving.


 

About the Author

Dr. Eboni Ivory Green is an author, speaker, educator, and experienced caregiver with a passion for helping caregiver manage stress, prevent burnout, deal with family conflicts, and safeguard their wellbeing. Armed with an extensive skillset focused on training, assessing, and supporting front-line direct caregivers, Dr. Green provides the tools and resources that her readers need to navigate the demands of their jobs and the complex emotions that come from their line of work. Dr. Green is the cofounder of Caregiver Support Services with her husband, where they help train caregivers and support their mental health. For more information visit: www.caregiversupportservices.com


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Haunted Water by Jo A. Hiestand Blurb Blitz

 

Haunted Water

by Jo A. Hiestand


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GENRE: British mystery


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BLURB:


Cameron Rutter drowned two months ago in a lake on a Cheshire moor. Some say a morgen—a spirit who drags men to a watery grave—was responsible. Others say it was the phantom Grey Lady. The police say Gareth Gynne was the guilty one. Whoever—or whatever—killed Cameron needs to be sorted out. And ex-police detective Michael McLaren is asked to do just that.


McLaren’s not keen on delving into the mystery. The accused is the nephew of McLaren’s nemesis, Charlie Harvester. And if there’s one thing McLaren doesn’t want to do is to associate with another Harvester, no matter what generation he is.


Suspects and motives are as tangled as the mere grass. Did a villager kill Cameron, opposed to his crusade to keep the moor in its pristine state? Or did someone previously arrested by Cameron kill him in revenge?


Or was the morgen really responsible?


Can McLaren discover the killer, or will he too become a victim of the haunted water?


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Haunted Water is on sale for $0.99.


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“I believe you, but the police might not. They don’t know what you’re capable of, how angry you were. They can imagine you’re livid because he couldn’t come up with the loan money, so now you have to pay it. You’re at the mere earlier than agreed upon. It’s afterhours. It’s dark. No lights on. You could have easily killed Cameron. He trusted you.”


Gareth opened his mouth, but McLaren waved off his comment.


“Your feelings are boiling over. You go up to him, maybe just to talk, but you’re livid and you clobber him with a stone. He falls. Maybe he’s not dead, but if he’s not, you’re scared that when he wakes he’ll remember you attacked him. So you do the only thing that makes sense at that moment. You roll him into the mere to drown.”


Gareth stared at McLaren, unable to speak. His fingers sought the edge of the counter to steady himself. A car crawled up the High Street and disappeared before he found his voice. “That’s absurd. It never happened. I arrived with Lisa and Paul and Rhys. I never got there early—”


“Cameron was killed, Gareth. Someone had to have done it. And did it that night. I don’t think you’re culpable, but this could be exactly what the police think. More so, considering your history with him.”


“Sure.” 


A car turned off the High Street and stopped at the front of the shop. 


Gareth stood up and walked over to the display window. “Who’s that? It’s nearly closing time.” He held up a hand, shielding his eyes from the intense headlight beams that lit up the room and threw shadows across the floor.


The lights cut off, leaving an ominous feeling that something unpleasant was about to happen.


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Jo A. Hiestand grew up on regular doses of music, books, and Girl Scout camping. She gravitated toward writing in her post-high school years and finally did something sensible about it, graduating from Webster University with a BA degree in English and departmental honors. She writes two British mystery series—of which two books have garnered the prestigious N.N. Light’s Book Heaven ‘Best Mystery Novel’ two years straight. She also writes two Missouri-based mystery series that are grounded in places associated with her camping haunts. The camping is a thing of the past, for the most part, but the music stayed with her in the form of playing guitar and harpsichord, and singing in a folk group. Jo carves jack o’ lanterns badly; sings loudly; and loves barbecue sauce and ice cream (separately, not together), kilts (especially if men wear them), clouds and stormy skies, and the music of G.F. Handel. You can usually find her pulling mystery plots out of scenery—whether from photographs or the real thing.


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THEIR NEW YEAR'S BEGINNING Book Blast



This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Michelle Major will be awarding a $20 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

At the stroke of midnight, a stranger’s kiss changes everything…

Brian Fortune doesn’t think he will ever find the woman he kissed at his brother's New Year's wedding. So when the search for the provenance of a mysterious gift leads him into a local antique store a few days later, he's stunned to find Emmaline Lewis, proprietor—and mystery kisser! Surprise turns to shock when he realizes that she's also six months pregnant. Brian has never been the type to commit—and he’s really not ready to become a family man in one fell swoop! But suddenly he knows he’ll do anything to stay at Emmaline's side—for good…






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“May I kiss you, Emmaline?”

Welp. There it was. He was actually asking her permission. As if Emmaline could be more taken with him, his quiet question pushed her over the edge of reason.

She was smitten. The kind of enamored that had her wondering if he might be able to hear her heart pounding against her rib cage. As if her anticipation was a palpable thing.

After a moment, she nodded, not trusting her voice.

Brian’s warm hands lifted to her face, and he cupped her cheeks as if she were precious to him. She felt precious.

He leaned in and brushed his lips against hers, featherlight and controlled. Her body erupted in goosebumps and she let out a tiny moan, both in satisfaction and frustration. She reveled in the sensations swirling through her and, at the same time, wanted more.

Brian must have heard the sound—another tally in her list of embarrassments for this night—but he didn’t seem to find anything wrong with it.

In fact, it seemed to spur him on. The kiss turned deeper as he shifted both of them into a nearby alcove so she couldn’t be seen by the crowd.

He continued to cup her cheeks, the softness of his touch in sharp contrast to the hard planes of the chest she could feel under her hands. But when he lowered one hand to the small of her back to pull her closer, Emmaline wrenched away.

She could not allow herself to be pressed up against him. Not now. Not without revealing…too much.

He looked as dazed as she felt as he stared at her.

“I have to go,” she whispered, more to herself than him.

Before he could answer, she turned and ran away.

About the Author:
: USA Today bestselling author Michelle Major loves stories of new beginnings, second chances and always a happily ever after. An avid hiker and avoider of housework, she lives in the shadow of the Rocky Mountains with her husband, two teenagers, and a menagerie of spoiled furbabies. Connect with her at www.michellemajor.com.




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Wednesday, December 29, 2021

Runaway Mate Tour and Giveaway

 


Runaway Mate

A Fated Mates RH PNR

by Romy Lockhart

Genre: Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance 


Jillian is ecstatic when she finds out she’s become more than a wolf shifter. The instinct she’s always had that she was meant for something different is validated when a gator-bite turns her into a hybrid shifter with two distinct animal forms.

Her parents are the opposite of thrilled, and plot to have her gator exorcised before it can fully emerge. She’s been promised to the Alpha’s son, and he won’t accept a hybrid.

She does the only thing she can. She runs.

Her new animal form skews her senses when she goes into heat and every gator shifter she comes across looks like an appealing option.

Are the guys she just met the mates she’s truly meant for, or are they destined to break her heart?


Runaway Mate is a standalone new adult fated mates reverse harem romance with college-aged characters, serious steam and an HEA.


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No matter what I do, the heat I’m under doesn’t cool one little bit. I shift back to human form eventually, and every part of me aches with the need to be touched. It’s almost excruciating. 

I can’t walk without spreading my arousal down my thighs, and I know I’d do anything either one of those guys asked if I got anywhere close to speaking to them.

Damn. I seriously need a plan that doesn’t include sexual favors as an appetizer. 

It really doesn’t help that I’m naked. I need to sneak into that motel and steal a sheet or something.

At least give the illusion of modesty and self-control.

Sighing, I pace around the edge of the forest until I realize I can see a gas station across the road.

Maybe I could pull a Terminator and pretend like I’m a robot from the future who needs to steal someone’s clothes. I guess at least this isn’t the motel, where the hot gators are.

Fuck it.

I stalk out of the woods and straight across the empty road toward the gas station. 

I try to come up with a plan that doesn’t involve putting on Arnold Schwarzenegger’s accent as I walk. The best I can come up with is amnesia. I don’t know who I am, or where I came from, but I’m here now so can someone lend me some clothes? Ugh. I don’t know. It’s the best I can come up with while I’m going out of my mind with desire.

I push open the glass fronted door and step inside.

The breath is knocked from me when I see the red-head from the motel is standing behind the counter, hunched over a notepad. The sexy flutters come back at lightning speed. He has bright green eyes, fair skin with light colored freckles and the hottest lip-chewing habit I’ve ever seen on a guy.

Drown me in my own saliva. I’m gone.

Then, he looks up, and his startled stare reminds me I’m naked. He drops his pencil and it rolls away, under a shelving unit. He opens and closes his mouth, and then just locks gazes with me. It’s weirdly intense. If he was staring slack-jawed at my tits I could handle it. This? 

It makes me want to believe in the Goddess of Wolves so I can beg her to make sure this guy tastes as good as he looks. A swell of possessive desire rushes over me.

He’s mine. I don’t want anyone else to have him.

Not now. Not ever.

I forget all about my amnesia plan. I walk over there and shoot him a smile.

“I kind of lost my clothes. Can you help a girl out?”

He nods. “There’s a rack full of T-shirts over there. Take anything you like.”

I take a look and pick one that’s big enough to hang down over my thighs. I yank off the tag and sling it over my head. The door’s opening when I turn back to him.

The air goes out of the room when the big guy from before steps inside. 

He’s a real mountain of a man, and my gaze takes in every inch of him hungrily. 

There’s definitely muscle going on under his shirt, but he’s also just kind of big built. Thick neck, thick arms. Inked up arms, which is even hotter. I can’t wait to see what else is thick about him.

I raise my stare to his face and I can see his expression is kind of scowly. His eyes are dark and his hair is dark with lighter ends in a natural highlights kind of way. 

I don’t know whether to be sad he missed seeing me naked or kind of relieved.

I bite down on the compulsion to ask them both to come into the woods with me.

My wolf likes that idea way too much. Wait. Why does my wolf like it so much?

Are these guy’s hybrids too?

“I’m Jillian,” I introduce myself, when it seems obvious these two are not great at starting conversations. “I think one of you brought me here in a car?”

“Sorry,” the big guy tells me. “I thought you were hurt.”

“I’m not mad,” I tell him. “I got sick when I tried to shift. A gator bit me, and I was shifting into a gator for the first time. At least, I was trying to. It didn’t seem to work.”

“It worked,” he tells me. “You were a gator when I picked you up.”

“No shit?” I ask, breaking into a smile. 

He gives me a small smile back. “No shit.”

“It worked then. I’m a hybrid.”

“You wanted to be?” The red-head asks.

“Can you guys give me your names? I really don’t want to be calling you Red and Big Guy in my head all night.”

Red snorts. “I’m Phoenix, this is Mason. It’s nice to meet you, Jillian.”

“Nice to meet you too,” I tell him. 

“So, you wanted to be a hybrid?” he asks, as if it’s unbelievable to him.

I guess hybrids get kind of a raw deal. “I always knew I was meant to be more than a wolf.”

“The hand of fate,” he says, surprising me. “It works in mysterious ways.”

“It really does. You guys are hybrids too, right?” I ask, needing to know for sure.

“We are,” Phoenix admits. “Wolf-gator hybrids.”

Just like me. I’m honestly shocked that I’m so attracted to guys who are part wolf. 

I’ve never been into wolves before. Not once. Not ever.

Is the heat changing who I’m attracted to, or doesn’t it matter as long as there’s a gator side in there somewhere? I honestly don’t know. I’m not sure I even care anymore.


Romy Lockhart writes paranormal reverse harem and M/F contemporary romance. All of her books contain steamy scenes between consenting adults. All of her reverse harems have harem ever afters, and all of her romance novels have happy endings.


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The Quick Guide to Classroom Management Blitz

  45 Secrets That All High School Teachers Need to Know Non-Fiction, Education Published: January 31, 2021 (3rd Edition)   ...