**Book Spotlight** Fading Away

Fading Away

By Dannielle Wicks

Debut on April 7, 2015.

BLURB:

One night.

One stupid mistake.

Changes everything.

SAMMY STEVENS was tragically orphaned at the age of nine and sent to live with a foster family in the town of Miakoda Falls.

She’s constantly bullied at school by the arrogant, selfish, one and only… KAI JORDAN.

Kai is your typical entitled teen who’s on the verge of attending a university and having everything he ever wanted handed to him.

But all that changes when he is involved in a car accident after a night of partying…

He’s suddenly and painfully brought into the world of the supernatural.

Kai turns to the last person he ever would’ve expected, Sammy, as he struggles with his new identity and watches the people closest to him move on. And he is forgotten.

As Kai and Sammy grow closer, Kai must figure out a way to either fight to stay human or risk being stuck forever, as a prisoner of his own body…

Excerpt:

-- My door swings open before I reach it and I smack into a naked chest.

“Oh. Sorry.” My face heats up in embarrassment. Kai smirks down at me and walks past. “Hey! Where are you going?”

He doesn’t stop as he looks over his shoulder. “I heard Ashlee leave.”

“Kai! Come back here!” I yell and follow after him down the stairs and into the main hallway. “You can’t just walk around the house. What if Ashlee comes home? She’s not going to knock; she’s just going to walk in. This is her house. Besides, she said she would be right back.”

Kai stops so suddenly I nearly collide with him again. “You worry too much, Sammy.” I narrow my eyes. He’s started calling me by my nickname. I’m not sure if I’m okay with that.

“Aren’t you cold?” I challenge, referring to his naked top half. Not that I’m complaining, but I know for a fact he owns a t-shirt and it’s like minus a million in here.

A brilliant smile lights up his face. “Nope.”

As if on cue, the front door clicks open and Ashlee shuffles in, hands full of plastic bags. “Sam! I’m back with the Chinese! Get your butt down here!”

Kai turns to me, silver eyes wide. As soon as Ashlee rounds the corner from the front door she’ll see him. “I told you,” I whisper frantically as I drag him into the small hall closet.

“Sam?” Ashlee’s voice sounds so close, she must be just outside the door. I exhale a heavy breath as her footsteps echo up the stairs away from us. The light seeping under the door makes everything look dark grey. I realize then that my hands are pressed up against Kai’s bare chest and he has his arms wrapped tightly around me. We both let go at the same time and look away.

“I understand why I’m hiding in the closet,” Kai whispers, his breath tickling the hair on top of my head. “But why are you in here with me?” I glance up to see his quirked eyebrow, and scowl at him, pressing my lips together tightly.

“Shut up! I didn’t exactly have time to think this through, okay?” His quiet chuckle echoes through the small space, I narrow my eyes in annoyance and twist to stare at the gap under the door.

I can feel the heat radiating off Kai’s skin. I slowly lift my head to look back up at him. He’s gazing down at me with his mouth slightly open, his silver eyes glitter in the dim light. The atmosphere becomes heavy and tense, crackling with electricity; I’m caught in his gaze, slowly leaning closer to him. His hands come up and barely brush my arms. I inhale a shaky breath and take a half step back, biting my lip. My back hits the wall of the closet with a soft thump, breaking the spell. Kai’s eyes widen and he looks away quickly.

“I should get out there, before she sends a search party.”

He nods, still not looking at me and I move to open the door.

“I’ll save you some dim sum?” The corner of my mouth lifts in a small smile; I grasp the door knob and slip out of the closet. I shut the door behind me with a snick and lean back against it, shaking my head. What was that? Pushing off the door, I walk down the hall into the kitchen to find Ashlee… --

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Dannielle Wicks currently lives in the town of Kingaroy, Queensland in Australia. She is a TV show nerd and lover of cars. She has always had a love for writing, even in school. She used to hide her writing notebook inside her textbooks just so the teacher wouldn’t notice what she was up to. She loves reading, especially paranormal romance. When she’s not writing or working, she competes in Speedway Sedan Racing across the state.

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**Blog Tour** Redemption of Lunar Falls (Lunar Falls 3)

Redemption of Lunar Falls (Lunar Falls 3)
Author Lashell Collins
Genre: Paranormal/Romantic Suspense/Urban Fantasy
Publication Date: May 1, 2015

Carly Tipton's life has been turned upside down since she moved to Lunar Falls. She came looking to start a new life for herself, but nothing prepared her for the adventure that awaited her in the mysterious little town. A place where werewolves not only walk among the humans, hidden in plain sight, but where the roots of her own family tree are deeply entwined with the noble creatures. And when she and her mate, Gabe, are declared the answer to an ancient Moon Hunter prophecy, Carly finds herself wondering if the secrets and lies of Lunar Falls will ever end.
Gabe Masters is an Alpha on a mission – to re-educate his people in the ancient ways of the imprinting and abolish the purity movement, all while getting the five packs to accept his new human mate as one of their own. Easy, right? Until shifting alliances and a small faction of wolves join forces with the cat shifters in a last-ditch effort to overthrow Gabe's authority before his and Carly's wedding. A vicious battle ensues as Gabe leads his men (and women) against the rebellion. But can he defeat them in time to keep Carly safe?
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He placed a hand behind her right knee, prompting her to raise it, allowing him to glide the sponge over the length of her leg and down her foot. Then he repeated the process with the other leg, and Carly couldn’t help the squirm of delight when she suddenly felt the sponge hit the apex of her thighs. And when she felt his fingers running slowly through the folds of her sex a soft gasp parted her lips. The lengthy moan that followed was inevitable.
Gabe let his fingers linger as he enjoyed the sight of her slightly writhing soap-covered body and the expression of desire and longing on her lovely face. He smiled as he watched her, feeling the need to adjust his kneeling position as his manhood took notice and his pants became uncomfortably tight. Turning her on hadn’t been his intention, but this little exercise had suddenly grown a lot more fun and interesting. Slowly, he inserted one long finger into her creamy depths and began a rhythmic circular motion. He felt her spasm around his finger almost immediately, and she called out, gripping his arm with one hand and the side of the tub with the other when she climaxed.
For Carly, it was over all too soon, but she couldn’t help it. She had been so worked up from the sensual feel of his hands all over her body and the way he looked at her, the things he had said in her mind. There was no way she could have contained the small fire that had been building inside her for one more minute.
As she sat panting softly in the water he wrung the sponge out over her torso and her arms, slowly rinsing the soap off her skin. When he was done, he leaned in close and kissed her lips, letting his tongue play over them in a sweet tease before delving in and tasting her. Then he stood up and turned toward the vanity for a towel. He dried off his arms and hands and placed the towel on a stool within her reach. Then he picked up his shirt and pulled it over his head as she watched him.
“You’re leaving?” she asked telepathically when he moved toward the door.
Gabe stopped and turned back around to face her. He was wearing a cocky satisfied smile on his face, and Carly recognized that he felt very pleased with himself.
“I’ll see you in the woods underneath the Moon,” he thought at her with a sexy smile on his lips. “Don’t keep me waiting. I am anxious to show you off.”
He left the bathroom then, and a few seconds later Carly heard the door to the bedroom close and he was gone. She let out a long breath and then smiled as she looked around the bathroom and thought of him. She couldn’t believe he had done this for her. She wasn’t entirely certain what his motives had been, but it was the sweetest, most thoughtful gesture, and she loved him for it.
She spent a few minutes just lounging in the tub and feeling more relaxed than she had in weeks. Then she rinsed off all the lingering soap and the rose petals and carefully grabbed the towel as she stood up to exit the bath.
She stood at the vanity as she dried off and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Gabe had called her beautiful just a little while ago. He said he was proud and anxious to show her off to the pack. And for some reason that she didn’t fully understand, those words had gone a long way to easing the crazy fear and anxiety she had been feeling about tonight. To know that he was proud of her and that he couldn’t wait for the entire Moon Hunter community to meet her. And earlier, Henry had said that the people felt she was trying to make an effort to embrace their culture and fit in. He said she had earned their respect by agreeing to this public ceremony.
She took a deep breath as she thought about it all. She could do this. She would do this, for Gabe. But also for the packs. If this is what it took for the Moon Hunter community to accept her as one of their own … she could do this, easy.
Well. Maybe not so easy. But she would get through it.
She left the bathroom and ventured over to the dressing table in the corner of the bedroom and opened up the small overnight bag she had carried her things here in. Then she pulled out a bottle of her favorite lotion and began to moisturize her whole body. If she was going to go parading around her new pack in her birthday suit, she wanted that suit to look flawless.
She spent several minutes distressing over whether or not she should trim the hair on a certain area of her anatomy. Did female werewolves do that kind of thing? Were male werewolves into that or did they prefer a more natural look? Gabe had never said one way or the other, and he had never seemed to mind the action she had going on down there.
This isn’t about sex for them, Carly!
She rolled her eyes and looked up at the ceiling for a second. This wasn’t about sex. She had to remember that. And it struck her as sort of interesting as she thought about it. For humans, being naked always had a sexual connotation to it in nearly every circumstance, but especially when it was done in public. But for Moon Hunters, it was different. Getting naked in a communal setting for them was always solely about their spiritual connection to the Moon, and nothing else. It was a distinction that she needed to remember and take to heart.
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Lashell Collins is an American author of romantic suspense, contemporary and paranormal romance. She spent the last twenty years of her life working in veterinary clinics and garden centers in her home state of Ohio, and is now living her dream of writing full-time. When she's not busy tapping away on her laptop and living vicariously through her characters, she can usually be found watching TV, rocking out to Slash, stuffing her face full of Chinese food, or riding on the back of her husband's Harley-Davidson. Give her a shout, she loves to hear from readers!
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**Blog Tour** Leather and Lace

Leather and Lace (Tempered Steel #2)

By Maggie Adams

Sam Coalson, ex-Navy Seal, has returned to Grafton for the wedding of his brother. After being run out of town fifteen years ago for a crime he didn’t commit, he’s determined to claim what is rightfully his and take on anyone crazy enough to try and stop him.

Angel Devereaux is smart, sexy and definitely on Sam’s blacklist. After siding with Sam’s enemy fifteen years ago, Angel can’t help but wonder what if….what if Sam had never left? What if he could forgive her now? She had her reasons, but he won’t listen. So enough with words, sometimes action is exactly what’s called for.

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“Well, if it isn’t the Angel of Mercy. Have you come to administer to the weak and injured? I’m afraid you’re a little too late. Everyone’s been patched up. Of course you can always kiss the boo-boos, can’t you?” Sam drawled as he shifted position on the railing.
Angel felt a blush heat her cheeks at his words and started to turn away. This was obviously a mistake. She was getting nowhere with him. She saw him wince as he moved and she turned back. “Were you really hurt?”
“Yeah, I’m in a lot of pain. Do you think you can help me?” he drawled as he passed his hand across his brow.
Angel immediately became solicitous. “Where are you hurt?” She ran up the front porch steps. She looked him over, searching for injury.
“Here.” Sam smiled and pointed to his groin. She could see his erection tenting his jeans. “Still want to help?”
Angel stiffened in outrage. “You bast…”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Careful there, Angel baby, you wouldn’t want to tarnish that halo, would you?” He hefted himself off the railing and came to stand next to her.

Book One – Whistlin’ Dixie

 

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Hi! I'm Maggie Adams. I live near St. Louis, MO with my high school sweetheart, Ned, (married thirty years) and my wonderful kids, Katie (Kyle) and Ross (Valerie). My life is like a walking, talking sitcom from I Love Lucy, but I love it, although people do tend to keep their distance from me! Writing has always been my dream, with reading my favorite hobby. I try to include a little bit of my life in everything I write, so when you read my books, keep your eyes wide open - I'm in there somewhere! Happy reading!

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**Blog Tour** Seeker

✢ ✢ ✢ The Seeker NOW AVAILABLE! ✢ ✢ ✢

(Book One of the Seeker Series)

by authors Amy Reece

Genre: YA/Paranormal/Romance/Suspense 

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Ally Moran has always just known about things—things she shouldn’t really be able to know… 

Suddenly when she starts having vivid visions about a former friend who is in desperate trouble, the adults in her life think she might hold the key to an ancient mystery. 

Jack Ruiz has a troubled past, but is trying to make a fresh start at a new high school… 

He just wants to keep his head down and graduate, hopefully before he turns 20. The last thing he needs is to get involved with a feisty redhead and her psychic visions. 

While Jack valiantly attempts to keep Ally at arm’s length, she is equally determined to be a part of his life. Who will win this battle of wills? 

More importantly… 

Can this unlikely couple work together to find answers to Ally’s visions before someone gets killed?

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**Blog Tour** Hell to Pay

Hell To Pay

Crimes Files Book #1

by Jenny Thomson

Publisher: Limitless Publishing

Release Date: April 28th 2015

Genre:  Mystery\Thriller

✢ SYNOPSIS ✢

Nancy Kerr refuses to be a victim—even when she walks in on her parents’ killers and is raped and left for dead… 

Fourteen months later, Nancy wakes up in a psychiatric hospital with no knowledge of how she got there. 

Slowly, her memory starts to return. 

Released from the institution, she has just one thing on her mind—two men brought hell to her family home. 

Now they’re in for some hell of their own…

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Jenny Thomson is an award-winning crime writer who has been scribbling away all her life. She also writes as Jennifer Thomson.

Inspired by her love of zombies and The Walking Dead, she wrote The Restless Dead. 

She kills people for a living in the Crime File series of books for Limitless Publishing. Book 1, 2 and 3, will be out soon.

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Her novella, How Kirsty Gets Her Kicks, about a one legged Glasgow barmaid who goes on the run with a gun and a safe load of gangster's cash after killing one of his henchmen, will be published by the critically acclaimed Snubnose Press

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Chapter 1

I’m cold, colder than I’ve ever been in my entire life and I don’t know why. Slowly, I 

open my eyes, tentatively at first because even opening them a fraction feels like 

someone's shoving red-hot pins into them. The light is so bright.

What’s with the light anyway?

Has Michael wandered in, blootered on some poncy new beer and left the light on, 

after collapsing in a heap onto the bed?  I’ll brain him if he has. I’m no good to 

anyone when I don’t get my eight hours.

Pulling myself up in bed, I reach out my arm to nudge him awake so I can give him a 

right mouthful. My hand finds empty space.

Where is he?

My eyes sting as I prise them open – it’s as though there's been an accident with false 

lashes and I've glued my eyelashes together - and that’s when I realise I’m not in our 

flat. The reason I’m freezing is because I’m wearing a tracing paper thin hospital 

gown: the kind that shows off your backside when you’re being whisked off to x-ray.

A tidal wave of panic hits me and I jerk into full consciousness.

What’s happened to me?

I try to remember, but my brain’s all bunged up as if the top of my head's been 

removed and the cavity filled with cotton wool.

My arms are bandaged up. Have I been in an accident?  If I have, I don’t remember. 

Maybe I hit my head. 

I take in my surroundings. If I’m in hospital, it’s no ordinary one. For one thing, my 

room’s more like a cell. There’s a bed and a table bolted to the floor, but no personal 

stuff: photos, or cards, or stuffed animals from people wishing me well. Does anyone 

even know I’m here? 

I grope for a call button to get a nurse, but there isn’t one. What the hell? This place is 

a prison. 

Staggering out of bed, I fight the wave of nausea and dizziness that make me want to 

yell at the world to stop moving because I want to get off the carousel. The tile floor 

is stone cold and there are no slippers by the bed. My feet are ice blocks. Why don’t I 

have any socks or tights on?  

Before I reach the door, there's a jingle of keys, then a key scrapes in the lock. 

Holding my breath, I brace myself for what’s coming. 

A woman I don’t recognize with brown hair tied back in a ponytail appears. She’s 

dressed in a nurse’s uniform and there’s a small smile playing on the edge of her lips.

"Good, you’re awake, Nancy."

She sounds pleased, as if we’re bosom buddies, when I’ve never seen her before in 

my life.

"Where am I?"

My voice comes out as a rasp as though my throat’s been sandpapered down.

The nurse puts a hand on my shoulder. "Let’s get you back into bed, Nancy."

I do as she says. I’m worried if I don’t lie back, I’ll faint.

"You’re in Parkview Hospital," she says, as she fixes the pillows so I can sit upright.

I know all the hospitals in Glasgow, but I haven’t heard of that one. I ask her what 

kind of hospital it is and she tells me it’s a psychiatric facility. The reason I haven’t 

heard of it, is because they don’t publicize it. Perhaps because it’s full of nutters they 

want to keep away from society. The prospect terrifies me because that would mean 

they must think I’m cuckoo. Why else would I be here?  

I suck in my breath. When I ask her if this is a nut house, she presses her lips tightly 

together as she tells me no one refers to psychiatric hospitals in that way any more. 

Suitably chastised, I mumble an apology not because I think one’s needed, but 

because she’s the one with the keys.

"Why am I here?"

I’m dreading the answer, but I need to know. I don’t feel any different. Surely if I’d 

lost my mind, I'd know.

"You had a breakdown."

The way she says it, she could be talking about the weather.

She asks me if I want anything and I tell her a pair of proper pajamas, a dressing 

gown and slippers would be nice because I’m an ice block. If she gets in touch with 

Mum, she’ll bring me in some stuff. 

Her smile’s still there, but breaks down around the corners of her mouth. There’s 

something she’s not telling me, because she’s worried how I’ll react. There’s fear in 

her eyes. I notice she’s wearing a lucky heather brooch, the same one I got for Mum. 

I’m staring at it as she tells me she’s going to fetch a doctor, when a memory stirs 

inside me and no matter how hard I try to push it away, someone’s taken their finger 

out the dyke and the water’s rushing in. 

Blood, blood everywhere. Dad’s slumped in his favorite armchair, head bent forward 

as if in prayer (he never prayed a day in his life); a single bullet hole in his head. I 

know it’s him, even although his face has been beaten to a pulp: his blood staining the 

fireside rug my mum was so fond of. Even in death, my dad has a presence. He fills a 

room with the sheer weight of his personality. Discarded nearby is the baseball bat 

they used on him. It’s covered in blood and something sticky and dark brown, 

resembling raw mincemeat.

***TO BE CONTINUED***