Friday, September 19, 2014

Shattered Bonds Blog Tour! (+20 Amazon GC giveaway!)

This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Lynda will be awarding a $20 Gift Card to ebook retailer of choice (Amazon, Barnes and Noble, AllRomance ebooks) to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour, and a $10 GC to ebook retailer of choice (Amazon, Barnes and Noble, AllRomance ebooks) to a randomly drawn host. Please click the banner to see a list of other stops on the tour.

Shattered Bonds, Book Seven of Wicked Play

Will the doors of The Den close forever?

When the lives and friendships of The Den owners are thrown into chaos, Noah Bakker steps in to deal with the fallout. He hasn't had a sub or participated in a Scene since tragedy changed his life four years ago. But as an investor in the exclusive BDSM club, he can't walk away from the lifestyle completely. As he works to keep the club running, he finds himself drawn to Liv Delcour, the seemingly naïve sister of one of the other owners.

Liv didn't know about the naughty things her friends were up to behind closed doors, but when their secrets become headline news, she's more curious than shocked. As she works with Noah to keep the media at bay, she finds that his dominant strength is more than a little arousing. Soon they're exploring their mutual desires in the most wicked ways.

Liv isn't sure if she can completely submit to Noah the way she thinks he wants her to—and Noah isn't sure he can withstand the pain of falling in love…

New to the Den? Start at the beginning with Bonds of Trust.

Enjoy an excerpt:

“Thank you for driving me tonight,” Liv Delcour said, stealing a glance at Noah as he backed the car out and followed the SUV into the street.

“Not a problem.” He kept his eyes on the road, one hand on the wheel, the other notched on the armrest.

She inhaled, catching a hint of his rich cologne. It smelled as expensive as the suits he wore and the car he drove. He might be out of her league, but she had to give her sister props for the gorgeous company she kept. Liv found the dark control of this man more appealing than the arrogance that came with most of the athletes Vanessa represented.

The streetlights flickered over his face to highlight his strong profile. He had an elegant nose tempered by a square jaw and a high forehead beneath hair that had just enough curl to defy the styled cut. Would the soft curls wrap around my fingers if I touched them?

Right. She closed her eyes and released a slow breath. That train of thought would get her nowhere.

The light was changing to green when she looked up, trying to think of something to talk about besides the youth center. They’d exhausted that topic on the drive to the ice arena. What else did she know about the man?

“So what kind of law do you practice?” she asked.

“Corporate and small business. Contracts mostly.”

That might have been the longest sentence he’d said to her. “What does that— Oh my God!” she exclaimed as a dark green pickup blasted into the intersection. The truck smashed into the side of the SUV to the tune of a metal-bending crash that rocked the interior of Noah’s car.

Noah slammed on the brakes. Her hands flew up to brace herself as she jerked forward only to be jolted back by the seat belt. Despite that, her focus remained on the scene unfolding before her. It was like watching a slow-motion camera on hyper-speed.

The collision propelled the SUV sideways through the intersection with a continued peal of tires and smoke that seemed to accelerate instead of slow. Horns blared, other vehicles swerved to avoid them, car parts exploded into the air and there was nothing she could do.

Lynda Aicher has always loved to read. It’s a simple fact that has been true since she discovered the words of Judy Blume at the age of ten. After years of weekly travel as a consultant implementing computer software into global companies, she ended her nomadic lifestyle to raise her two children. Now, her imagination is her only limitation on where she can go and her writing lets her escape from the daily duties of being a mom, wife, chauffer, scheduler, cook, teacher, volunteer, cleaner and mediator. If writing wasn’t a priority, it wouldn’t get done.

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Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Blog Tour: Forsaken (+$50 Amazon GC Giveaway!)

This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Sarah will be awarding a $50 Amazon or Barnes and Noble gift card to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Please click the banner to see a list of other stops on the tour.

Her past is back to haunt her—and this time, it’s got a gun.

When Gage Lawton finds his brother shot to death on his back porch, every shred of evidence points to one person: Gage’s ex-lover, Riley Beckett. The only gun in town that fires a bullet of that caliber belongs to her.

Certain the shooting is payback for his part in the loss of her parents, he abandons his promise to stay out of her life and confronts her, his rage backed up with a revolver. Yet when she steps through the door, all thoughts of revenge burn to ashes.

A year after Riley unwillingly walked away from Gage, she enters her home to find him sitting in the dark, gun pointed at her head. One look into those achingly familiar blue eyes reminds her how wrong she was to let him go. But now there’s more standing between them than their heated past.

A twist of fate—and a hail of sniper bullets—puts them in the cross hairs of a killer, leaving Riley with just two slim options: trust her greatest betrayer, or face a murderer alone.

This book has been previously published.

Warning: Prepare to get caught in a crossfire of profanity, danger, and desire. Intense violence may trigger the desire to wear body armor…and take it off. Very, very slowly.

Now enjoy an excerpt:

“Gage?” Her voice broke on the single syllable. Riley’s grip on the keys tightened, her blood raging hot and cold all at once.

A creak sounded from the corner chair. Her eyes refused to adjust in the darkness, but not even the faint light kept the blond streaks in his russet hair from giving him away. Like rays of sunshine, she used to tease, and her words never failed to draw a scowl across his rugged face.


God help her, her name on his lips sounded as it always had. Coarse. Dangerous. Forbidden. Even before… The memory surged, hot and vivid, leaving a metallic taste in her mouth. White heat assaulted her from every corner of the room.

The keys fell to the floor with a dull clink.

Sarah and her husband of what he calls “many long, long years” live on the mid-Atlantic coast with their six young children, all of whom are perfectly adorable when they’re asleep. She never dreamed of becoming an author, but as a homeschooling mom she often jokes she writes fiction because if she wants anyone to listen to her, she has to make them up. (As it turns out, her characters aren’t much better than the kids.) When not buried under piles of laundry, she may be found adrift in the Atlantic (preferably on a boat) or in search of that ever-elusive perfect writing spot where not even the kids can find her. To learn more about her work in contemporary, historical, and supernatural romance and romantic suspense, please stalk accordingly.







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Friday, September 12, 2014

Blog Tour! (+50 Amazon GC Giveaway!) WHEN ALL BALLS DROP BY HEIDI SIEFKAS

Title: When All the Balls Drop
Author: Heidi Siefkas
Series: N/A
Pages: 270
Date Published: September 2014
Publisher: Wheatmark 
Format: Paperback
Genre: Contemporary/Inspirational Fiction
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Heidi Siefkas was a happily married, globetrotting professional who seemingly had it all—until a tree limb in New York’s Hudson River Valley struck her down, breaking her neck and leaving her unconscious. Suddenly, life as she knew it stopped. She lost her independence. She lost her career. She watched her marriage disintegrate as she confronted a trail of devastating lies about her husband’s double life.

She had lost all that mattered, but she was a survivor. She fought to restore her health, repair her broken heart, and rebuild herself. Along the way, she gained clarity about her core values, ultimately coming to a deeper understanding of what it means to have it all.
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Returning to My Roots

Passing the hours in a dazed state on the fifth floor of St. Francis Hospital in Poughkeepsie, I thought of another St. Francis Hospital. In the mid-1970s, I was born in St. Francis Hospital in La Crosse, Wisconsin, nearly three thousand miles away. Suddenly, I was given a second chance at life in a hospital with the same name as the one where I was born. What a rare coincidence!

Not having lived in Wisconsin since my undergraduate studies in Madison, perhaps I needed to revisit my roots.

My childhood home was a hobby farm in rural western Wisconsin. We lived nearly three miles outside of the small town of Galesville in Little Tamarack, a valley of dairy farms and apple orchards. Our cedar-sided two-story house and its twenty acres were nestled in the heart of the valley. A former orchard served as a pasture for our flock of sheep. Large maple, oak, and pine trees completely hid the house atop a small hill. The rest of the property was peppered with red sheds. One served as the stables for the sheep, another as my playhouse, and the largest for my mom’s antique shop called The Little Red Shed.
~Meet Heidi!~ 

Heidi Siefkas is an author and adventurer. Originally from small-town Wisconsin, she lives in Kauai and also calls the Midwest and South Florida home. Heidi is currently crafting a sequel to this memoir, embracing both her wanderlust and love of writing by documenting her many travels. You can connect with Heidi at, Facebook, Youtube, and Twitter.

Heidi will be awarding an autographed copy of When All Balls Drop to five randomly drawn winners via rafflecopter during the tour (US ONLY). A Grand Prize of a $50 Amazon/BN GC will be awarded to one randomly drawn winner! Get commenting, get talking and let's see what you think!

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Blog Tour (+$25 B&N GC) Load the Dice by Moriah Gemel

Title: Load the Dice
Author: Moriah Gemel
Series: N/A
Pages: 21
Date Published: September 9th, 2014
Publisher: Interlude Press
Format: Kindle
Genre: BDSM M/M
Source: Goddess Fish Blog Tours
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Eric left the BDSM scene years ago because he couldn’t find the right partner, opting instead to meet men in quiet coffee shops and piano bars. But when his friend invites him to a posh hook-up party, he meets first time sub Jamie, who he convinces to detail his sexual fantasies during a passionate night together.

The pair soon embark on a relationship that introduces Jamie to the BDSM scene, and plays out his fantasies one by one. But as they approach the final fantasy, will Eric be able to walk away?
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Andy pets Leta’s hair and gives her temple a kiss. “I want you to go get me and my friend here drinks, pet,” she tells Leta, her voice firm and commanding. “You know what I like. Man candy here will have a whiskey ginger.”
Eric takes the opportunity of her distraction to look around. The room is all glass and chrome and black-and-white fabrics, set stiffly in straight lines matching up perfectly to the walls. There's no character to it, and Eric is overcome with a momentary fantasy of everyone in the room being robotic, just to match the weird perfection of the room they're in.
When Leta’s gone, Eric shakes his head to clear it of the image and turns on Andy, poking her hip hard and wishing it was enough to topple her. “Did you bring me to a scene party?”
Andy smiles at him sweetly. It doesn't match her face.
“What the hell, Andy?” he hisses. “You know I stopped doing this—”
“Only because your last boy toy was about as vanilla as a latte—”
“I only did it because of a boy toy in the first place.”

“And you were never happier,” Andy says evenly, staring him down, even brushing her short dark hair out of her eyes to give her a clear shot. “Even though Stanley was ten times more tolerable when you had him gagged as when you let his mouth flap. This is who you are, Eric. You shouldn’t deny that, because there’s nothing wrong with it. So look around, play the game, find a sub, and enjoy your whiskey—”
~Meet Moriah!~ 
Moriah Gemel has developed a dedicated following for her realistic, sexually-charged stories over twelve years in online fan communities. Passionate about a realistic depiction of BDSM, her goal is to both entertain and educate readers about the BDSM community.

Load the Dice originated as a short work of fan fiction, written in three parts. For her first work of professional fiction, she has turned it into a serialized novel in ten parts. She is married and has a young son.

Connect with the author at, Facebook, Twitter, and Goodreads

Moriah will be awarding a free download of an Interlude Press eBook title or an author/book swag pack (US ONLY) to TEN randomly drawn winners via rafflecopter during the tour as well as a Grand Prize of a $25 B&N gift card to a randomly drawn winner.
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Monday, September 8, 2014

Blog Tour! (+$25 Visa GC Giveaway) Blondie and the Hitman

Title: Blondie and the Hitman
Author: Kathy Shaw
Series: Darla Bodecker Mystery
Pages: 134
Date Published: May 2nd, 2014
Publisher: N/A
Format: Kindle
Genre: Funny Mystery
Source: Goddess Fish Blog Tours

If Dead Men Could Talk...

When a busty blonde with amnesia barrels into Private Investigator Darla Bodecker's life, she decides to help a bimbo out. Darla must use all her unique PI skills to discover Blondie's true identity before the Russian Mob captures her.

Come along for the wild and crazy ride when Darla uses a big dose of humor and a little dash of romance to solve Blondie's mystery.
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C H A P T E R   O N E
There I was sitting in Pete’s Diner enjoying my second cup of morning coffee—okay, maybe it was my eighth—when out of nowhere a pair of double-D silicone boobs came into my line of vision. A second later, the blond bombshell attached to said boobies slid into the booth opposite me. Now, mind you, I’m not opposed to self-enhancements. Twenty years ago, I even considered a nip or tuck here and there myself. But shrink wrapping them in a two-size too small pink tank top screams “Look at me! Look at me!”
“Darla Bodecker?” she asked, her voice soft, sweet with a hint of panic thrown in for flavor. Which was shocking considering her looks. I was expecting something closer to the deep-throated purr of Jessica Rabbit.
Confusion must have flickered across my expressive eyes. (Everybody tells me how expressive my eyes are, so I’ve learned to embrace it.)
“Darla Bodecker, the detective?” she asked again.
The innocent voice coming from the hoochie-mama body sitting across from me was still a little disconcerting, but I was getting used to it. “Yep, that’s me. Who’s asking?”
She wet her lips nervously. “I don’t know.”
I waited for her to embellish. She didn’t. A clumsy silence hung in the air between us, like when someone rips a loud one and everyone is waiting to see how bad it’s going to stink. I pulled out a menthol light cigarette and lit it. Menthol for my breath and light because I’m trying to cut back on my tar intake. “Is this like ‘Who’s on first?’ ‘cause I’m not in the mood.”

Blondie looked down at the red Formica table top separating us. “No, as in I don’t know who I am.”
~Meet Kathy~ 
Kathy Shaw is a female version of a true Southern-bred good ol' boy. Her first love is her family, but her writing comes in a close second. She is multi-published in romance, but is currently working on a zany new mystery series.

She writes romantic comedies, humorous mysteries and playful erotica. The common thread in her writing is hands-down her humor.

She attributes a goodly amount of her success to her killer critique group. Her husband, however, credits it to her wacky--sometimes warped--sense of humor. But he's an Aggie, so what does he know?

Kathy will be awarding a $25 Visa GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour, and a $25 Visa GC to a randomly drawn host.
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Thursday, September 4, 2014

Blog Tour: Prophecy Revealed by Ron Hartman

Title: Prophecy Revealed
Author: Ron Hartman
Series: The Prophecy Chronicles #2
Pages: N/A
Date Published: June 13th, 2014
Publisher: Smashwords
Format: eBook
Genre: Fantasy
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Daniel Marten crossed the Burning Sea and convinced himself that he is the Prophesied One. But what does that mean? In this second installment of the Prophecy Chronicles trilogy, Daniel forges new alliances in his bid to save Naphthali from the Emperor. He meets the Tene’breon, a magical race that has evolved to use the Weave as effortlessly as he breathes air. The leaders of this race recognize him for what he is…but they also see something more.

Naphthali has been dramatically altered by the rule of a new governor, a man whose power is tied to Daniel in a horrifying way. How far will Daniel go to save Naphthali? And what is the secret that binds his destiny with his new allies? Only time will tell in The Prophecy Chronicles: Prophecy Revealed.

Today, we have a special treat for you here on Unabridged Andra's! Ron Hartman is HERE and telling us all about what goes into the recipe to make the perfect fantasy series! 
~Guest Post!~
The Recipe for a Perfect Fantasy Series
By Ron Hartman 
            There is a word that was used to describe fantasy back in the ‘70s that they don’t seem to use much anymore: epic.  It’s a shame, really, because that is the word I’d use to describe the most important element necessary if you’re going to write a fantasy series.  It needs to be an epic tale.  I’ve ready plenty of great fantasy novels.  One of the best of all time, in my opinion, is The Talisman by Peter Straub and Stephen King.  It has a grand, sweeping story line and great traditional fantasy elements, but I wouldn’t consider it to be an epic fantasy.  Nor do I think it would necessarily lend itself to the longer format of a series.  Regardless of how excellent that tale is, I don’t think it would work if it were fleshed out to be a series.  Some things are just better as stand-alones.
            So there is the first ingredient you’d need in your recipe: an epic story arc.  It can’t just be one long journey, either.  You need more than one climactic ending.  If you don’t have that, then you’re not really writing a series, you’re just writing one really long-winded story.  You need an obvious place to break the story off, and at that point you either need some real punch, or some resolution.  I got some flack in the first installment of The Prophecy Chronicles, which is called Prophecy Foretold.  If you haven’t read that, I don’t want to spoil it for you, but (spoiler alert) it ends in quite a cliff hanger.  More than one person wanted to wring my neck for how that one ended, but that was the perfect breaking point for the story, and it was a great climactic peak as well.  That’s ingredient number two, more than one climactic breaking point.
            The third ingredient would be transformation.  If you’re going to follow a character, or group of characters, through an entire series, you need to see something change for them.  Whether its personal growth, horrible realization, utter failure…  It doesn’t matter too much what that change is, but there has to be something.  If they are the same characters they were at the beginning, again, it’s not really a series that you’re writing.
            The fourth ingredient is actually kind of a no-brainer:  you need something fantastical that happens.  I mean, come on!  You’re writing a fantasy novel.  It has to have magic, dragons, vampires, zombies, something.  If you aren’t going to add the fantastical, you might still have a series, but it’s not really in the fantasy genre.
            Lastly, add a dash of good characters that your readers can emotionally invest in.  I say just a dash here, because really you need that for any novel, not just a fantasy series.  This kind of falls in the same category as ingredient number four, because it seems to be a no-brainer.  Unless you’ve spent the time fully investigating your characters before you start, you aren’t ready to start writing.

            So there you have it:  the perfect recipe for a fantasy series.  Stir all of those together, bake in the slightly mad mind of a fantasy writer for a year or two, arrange neatly on a computer screen, and serve with relish to your rabid fans! 
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"Hello Wes." Daniel just managed to choke out past his grief.

Those burning blue eyes studied Daniel for a moment before Westragen, the healer, spoke in a dry whisper. "Daniel, you've returned." Daniel's chin dropped to his chest as tears spilled between his eyelids. He couldn't even bring himself to look at the old man when next he spoke. "My boy?" Was there a note of reproach in that whisper? Yes, Daniel thought there was. "Greggor?" The tears continued to roll as he managed to shake his head once. "Ah!" Daniel wouldn't have thought so much pain could be emoted in one whispered word.

He looked up at the man through vision made blurry by tears. It looked as though Westragen shrank somehow. It was as if his last reason to keep fighting for breath was gone. Tears swam in the healer's eyes as he laid his head back, his jaw slack, staring off into nothing. "I'm so sorry, Wes," Daniel blubbered, barely understandable.

When he spoke Westragen's eyes darted to his own. He blinked back tears and glared hot hate at Daniel. "Sorry? You're sorry? You killed my boy. I'll not listen to your apologies." Westragen's frail body shook, spittle and blood flecking his lips in his effort to roar, though only a dry whisper came out. Daniel's chin sank to his chest once more and his shoulders slumped. In his mind he saw the bloody wreckage that was Greggor, pulled from the Swordgrass. Another sacrifice to the Prophecy, one of many in an unending line. The weight of those sacrifices bowed Daniel's back, crushed his spirit.
~Meet Ron!~ 
Author Bio:  Ron Hartman has had a life-long passion for the written word and is an avid reader.  The Prophecy Chronicles are his first written works.  The first in the series, Prophecy Foretold, was released in October of 2012.  Prophecy Revealed is the second in the trilogy.  Ron graduated from the University of Iowa College of Pharmacy in 2000 and lives in Ottumwa, Iowa with his wife and three children.

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Ron will be awarding a $25 Amazon gift card to a randomly drawn commenter and a $50 Amazon gift card to a randomly drawn host during this tour and the Review Tour.
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Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Return to Me Blog Tour (+$25 Amazon Giftcard Giveaway!)

Title: Return to Me
Author: Melissa MacKinnon
Series: N/A
Pages: 333
Date Published: August 19th 2014
Publisher: EsKape Press
Format: Kindle
Genre: Historical Romance/Fantasy
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Archaean bounty hunter Marek Coinnich isn't particularly fond of Engels. In fact, he prefers them dead. But to save his injured brother, he must enter the manor of an Engel enemy. Marek finds himself enthralled by the slave girl nursing his brother back to health. When his enchantment with her lands them in a compromising position, he refuses to let the young beauty pay for the misunderstanding with her life.

Brynn of Galhaven prefers to keep to the shadows. When she is ruined by an outsider, she barely escapes with her life and finds herself left alone in an unforgiving land. Through her struggles to survive, Brynn discovers a world she never imagined and never forgets the enemy Archaean who stole her heart.

Marek can’t deny his desire for Brynn, but these are wartimes, and she is the enemy. And though love knows no prejudice, the world in which he lives isn’t nearly as forgiving.
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Shrieking out in agony, Brynn pleaded for her life. Another lash dug in. Then another. Her wails did not deter the earl. Her body went limp.

Marek elbowed his way through the blood-crying mob. With every crack of the whip, he pushed himself farther. He would slice these fools through if it would clear him a path. The girl’s screams echoed in his ears, signaling every lash reached its target. The crowd cheered with each crack. Five lashes.

Six. He cursed, finally stumbling from the spectators. The girl hung lifeless before him.

The seventh lash cracked through the air, and the earl pulled his arm back to deliver the eighth when Marek charged. He wrenched the leather from Bertram’s fist. Bertram lost his footing and tumbled to the ground.

Marek tossed the whip aside. Standing over the shocked man, Marek pulled his sword from its sheath. The edge lingered dangerously close to the earl’s throat. He wedged the tip under the man’s chin, pressing it into the fat. “Why do your people not rush to protect you, Earl of Galhaven?” Kneeling beside Bertram, Marek chose the words with care. “Touch her again, and I will kill you. I do not make idle threats, Engel.”
~Meet Melissa!~ 
 Melissa grew up surrounded by dragons, fearsome creatures, and damsels in distress from the wonderful world of make believe. She soon found her ideas on paper, littering her desk with world maps and character biographies. Study hall was used not for homework but for writing. Although she pursued a career in theater, the written word never left her. Melissa now leads a full life with her husband and children (five amazingly adorable clones to be exact), though she still finds time to write in her “spare time”. She sports a Military Wife badge of honor, and is lucky enough to have her own knight in camo armor. Melissa enjoys writing everything from sexy, sword-toting heroes to spit-out-your coffee funny romantic comedies. Her passion lies within the ancient walls of fantasy and historical romance, where anything is possible. Check out more links here:Melissa MacKinnonFacebookFacebook Fan PageTwitter

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