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Memoirs of a False Messiah
by Pamela Becker
Genre: Women’s Fiction
MiMi knows she is meant for something greater. She has a God-given
mission. This belief, together with tragedy, moves her from the
mixed-religion home of her early childhood to Orthodox Judaism in her
teens, to the establishment and development of her cult in the
Israeli desert. MiMi draws from the women in her life, in the Bible,
and in other ancient texts, weaving modern and biblical dilemmas, as
she shapes a truly unique place for her followers and herself. When
her life and utopian community grow more turbulent and even violent,
she questions her mission.
Deeply affecting and thought-provoking, Memoirs of a False Messiah is the
richly told story of a woman’s struggle to find her place in a world
reluctant to accept her.
Memoirs of a False Messiah is Pamela Becker’s debut novel. Originally from
New York, she has enjoyed a long career as a marketing executive and
consultant for some of Israel’s leading technology companies. After
she was widowed with three small children, Pamela co-founded and
remains the active chairperson of the Israeli charity Jeremy’s
Circle, which supports children coping with cancer treatment or
cancer loss in their immediate families. A graduate of the Writing
Seminars program at the Johns Hopkins University and the Arad Arts
Project artist residency program in Israel, she earned an MBA from
Tel Aviv University. Pamela lives with her husband and their five
children in Tel Aviv.
In Over Her Head: Lights, Camera, Anxiety Krysten Lindsay Hager (The Cecily Taylor Series, #2) Publication date: September 3rd 2019 Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult
Cecily feels like she has it all: great best friends, the beginnings of a career as a model/actress, and she’s dating her favorite singer, Andrew Holiday. Then Cecily’s best friend Lila begins to ditch her every time Lila’s boyfriend calls. Cecily feels lost, but she and Andrew begin connecting more and she’s never been in a relationship where she felt so understood. Andrew even begins to confide in her about his anxiety. Soon Cecily experiences her own anxiety on a magazine photo shoot, but she manages to impress the magazine staff. Just when it seems like all her dreams are coming true, everything comes crashing down when a photo of Andrew with another girl appears online. He swears nothing happened, but Cecily is crushed. She feels like she’s lost two of the people closest to her. Was her perfect relationship real or was she in over her head?
“Good luck at the photo shoot tomorrow,” he said. “You’ll be great.”
I stared out the window on the ride back to the hotel taking in all the sites. As I walked into the hotel I felt a new air of confidence. Instead of just reading about someone going out with a pop star to some fabulous rooftop hotel restaurant and being in the big city, I was living it. This was my life and not some YA book heroine’s. Tomorrow I was off on a modeling shoot. I was living a dream and proving how I was ready for a big life. This was my destiny. I could do this.
****
My alarm went off and at the same time an alarm went off in my brain saying, no, I could not do this. What was I thinking? Me, model? That’s where people take photos of you for the sole purpose of other people looking at them, which encouraged judgement and evil comments. People don’t just keep those comments to themselves anymore. Oh no, they grab their phone or laptop or whatever device helps them spew out unhelpful and cruel comments on people’s appearances online for all the world to see.
My stomach felt like spewing all over the nice hotel sheets I was wrapped in. Why did I ever think I was up for this? Those strangers online would destroy me within seconds. Girls like Harlow who were born with an undeniable beauty could do stuff like this and even then, I had seen strangers criticize her online when she posted selfies.
Being anxious always made all my senses go nuts. I ate two slices of toast and then my stomach did a weird flipping thing. Oh no, not today. Looking over at the clock I realized it was almost time for us to leave. Come on, stomach. You’re fine. Just relax and…nope, time to hit the bathroom. Why can’t I just be a big girl and go to this stupid shoot which most girls would kill to do without my stomach freaking out?
Author Bio:
Who knew all those embarrassing, cringe-y moments in middle school and high school could turn into a career? And who would have thought that daydreaming in math class would pay off down the road?
Krysten Lindsay Hager writes about friendship, self-esteem, fitting in, frenemies, crushes, fame, first loves, and values.
She is the author of True Colors, Best Friends…Forever?, Next Door to a Star, Landry in Like, Competing with the Star, Dating the It Guy, and Can Dreams Come True. True Colors, won the Readers Favorite award for best preteen book and the Dayton Book Expo Bestseller Award for children/teens. Competing with the Star is a Readers’ Favorite Book Award Finalist. Landry in Like is a Literary Classics Gold Medal recipient. Krysten’s work has been featured in USA Today, The Flint Journal, the Grand Haven Tribune, the Beavercreek Current, the Bellbrook Times, Springfield News-Sun, Grand Blanc View, Dayton Daily News and on Living Dayton.
In Over Her Head: Lights, Camera, Anxiety Krysten Lindsay Hager (The Cecily Taylor Series, #2) Publication date: September 3rd 2019 Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult
Cecily feels like she has it all: great best friends, the beginnings of a career as a model/actress, and she’s dating her favorite singer, Andrew Holiday. Then Cecily’s best friend Lila begins to ditch her every time Lila’s boyfriend calls. Cecily feels lost, but she and Andrew begin connecting more and she’s never been in a relationship where she felt so understood. Andrew even begins to confide in her about his anxiety. Soon Cecily experiences her own anxiety on a magazine photo shoot, but she manages to impress the magazine staff. Just when it seems like all her dreams are coming true, everything comes crashing down when a photo of Andrew with another girl appears online. He swears nothing happened, but Cecily is crushed. She feels like she’s lost two of the people closest to her. Was her perfect relationship real or was she in over her head?
“Good luck at the photo shoot tomorrow,” he said. “You’ll be great.”
I stared out the window on the ride back to the hotel taking in all the sites. As I walked into the hotel I felt a new air of confidence. Instead of just reading about someone going out with a pop star to some fabulous rooftop hotel restaurant and being in the big city, I was living it. This was my life and not some YA book heroine’s. Tomorrow I was off on a modeling shoot. I was living a dream and proving how I was ready for a big life. This was my destiny. I could do this.
****
My alarm went off and at the same time an alarm went off in my brain saying, no, I could not do this. What was I thinking? Me, model? That’s where people take photos of you for the sole purpose of other people looking at them, which encouraged judgement and evil comments. People don’t just keep those comments to themselves anymore. Oh no, they grab their phone or laptop or whatever device helps them spew out unhelpful and cruel comments on people’s appearances online for all the world to see.
My stomach felt like spewing all over the nice hotel sheets I was wrapped in. Why did I ever think I was up for this? Those strangers online would destroy me within seconds. Girls like Harlow who were born with an undeniable beauty could do stuff like this and even then, I had seen strangers criticize her online when she posted selfies.
Being anxious always made all my senses go nuts. I ate two slices of toast and then my stomach did a weird flipping thing. Oh no, not today. Looking over at the clock I realized it was almost time for us to leave. Come on, stomach. You’re fine. Just relax and…nope, time to hit the bathroom. Why can’t I just be a big girl and go to this stupid shoot which most girls would kill to do without my stomach freaking out?
Author Bio:
Who knew all those embarrassing, cringe-y moments in middle school and high school could turn into a career? And who would have thought that daydreaming in math class would pay off down the road?
Krysten Lindsay Hager writes about friendship, self-esteem, fitting in, frenemies, crushes, fame, first loves, and values.
She is the author of True Colors, Best Friends…Forever?, Next Door to a Star, Landry in Like, Competing with the Star, Dating the It Guy, and Can Dreams Come True. True Colors, won the Readers Favorite award for best preteen book and the Dayton Book Expo Bestseller Award for children/teens. Competing with the Star is a Readers’ Favorite Book Award Finalist. Landry in Like is a Literary Classics Gold Medal recipient. Krysten’s work has been featured in USA Today, The Flint Journal, the Grand Haven Tribune, the Beavercreek Current, the Bellbrook Times, Springfield News-Sun, Grand Blanc View, Dayton Daily News and on Living Dayton.
Book details: Knowing Nichelle by Tinsley Sellers Publication date: August 16th 2019 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
SYNOPSIS
She’s
just met the man of her dreams…but he’s not who he said he was. Neither
is she. Until they get a second chance to make a first impression.
Is
he a sophisticated big-city lawyer, or an easygoing small-town
woodworker? And if she’s not a career-driven high-powered attorney, then
who is she? Hiding behind their masks is second nature until
circumstances force them to see beneath the surface and realize just how
alike—and in love—they really are.
He’s only got one rule: no lawyers. She’s a lawyer.
Burned
by experience, Buck’s got a rule for a reason. After walking away from a
lucrative legal position, he found his peace in Beckley. Life on the
farm is simple, and his woodworking business is thriving. He’s not
interested in trading his work boots for wingtips and rejoining the rat
race. So what if she’s the most compelling woman he’s ever met?
She’s only got one requirement: no a**holes. He’s an a**hole.
After
a disastrous encounter in a trendy bar, Nichelle’s convinced that he’s
an over-muscled a**hole. She’s got a sleek car, luxurious condo, and
elegant designer clothes. Family comes first, and her legal career is on
the fastest track. She’s never met a problem she couldn’t solve on her
own. So what if he can see beneath her carefully constructed façade?
They’re perfect together. They just don’t know it yet.
Welcome
back to Beckley, Michigan! Autumn is in the air and as the days get
shorter, the air gets cooler and the calm lakes reflect the blue skies
and red-gold trees for a double-dose of fall color. The people are just
as warm, friendly, smart, funny, and real as you remember. When you need
a place to call home, Beckley welcomes you—and sometimes the family you
choose is as strong as the bonds you’re born with.
If
you like small-town romance, you’ll like Beckley. If you like smart
heroines who balance demanding professional careers with a commitment to
family, friends, and finding love, then you’ll definitely like it here.
If you like strong, sexy, hard-working heroes who have not-so-secret
soft spots for kids, dogs, and classic cars, you may find that you never
want to leave!
Knowing Nichelle is the third in the Beckley’s Daughters Romance series. It can be read as a stand-alone story, but continuing readers will recognize many of the characters and locations. This series is recommended for adult readers and contains explicit language and intimate situations.
“Welcome to the Alpha Quadrant!” the bartender shouted
as he poured two whiskies and set them on the bar before us. I finally took a
good look around the space; it had been decorated by someone with a serious Star
Trek fixa…oh. Got it. This was definitely her home turf.
Nichelle spun on her stool and waved to the karaoke DJ,
set up next to a small stage on the wall opposite the bar. His face lit up and
he punched the air enthusiastically. When the couple on stage finished their
duet, the DJ spoke into his microphone.
“It’s been awhile, Starfleet cadets, but Uhura is in the
house!” Someone whooped, and heads began turning towards Nichelle. “Get your
fine ass up on this stage, Lieutenant!”
She grinned and shouted over the crowd, “Pick me a song,
Harcourt Fenton Mudd!” I stared with disbelief as she picked her way to the
stage. Harry Mudd typed a few keystrokes on his laptop as she stepped onstage
and took up her mic. I recognized the No Doubt song; Jess had listened to it
compulsively—without headphones—when it was first released.
“Funny how I…find myself…in love with you,” Nichelle’s
silken voice stopped most of the conversation in the room. Bones poured me
another drink without asking.
“I ask myself, how much do you…commit yourself?”
Thank god I was already sitting. Thank god the place was
poorly lit and all eyes were on the stage. The bar was suddenly too hot; I
pulled off my suit jacket and draped it over the back of my stool. I yanked my
tie loose and popped the collar button that threatened to cut off my airway.
“Funny how I…blind myself…I never knew,” she sang more
softly, and I caught the wave of pain that rolled off her. I flinched, but she
raised her gaze, finding my eyes in the dim light. Her voice grew stronger, and
bam! she was playing the crowd like a pro.
It’s just
a song, I repeated to myself. Swallowed some
whisky. Just a song. She didn’t pick
it. Goddamn it, it’s not a message. Maybe it was. This thing between us… Why
was she blinding herself to the possibility? Why was she focusing all her effort
on proving that it couldn’t work? I didn’t know how to convince her to give it
a shot, but I had to try. She deserved so much. I had to give her this.
“It’s my life,” she belted out. “Don’t you forget.”
It was her life, but I wasn’t about to let her shut me
out of it. Not without a fight.
The bartender nudged my elbow, and I swiveled away from
the stage to face him. “You got a response to that?” He jutted his chin towards
the stage.
He stepped away, set up a round of tequila shots on a
tray for the waitress, and returned as the song was ending. “You got a response
to that?” he asked again with a knowing look.
“I might,” I admitted.
ABOUT TINSELY SELLERS
Tinsley Sellers grew up in Chicago, spending her summers with her grandparents in a tiny town a lot like Beckley, Michigan. Life took her to Arizona, Washington, and Idaho before she finally found her home in Arkansas. She is married to an amazing, supportive (and handsome!) man, with whom she has rescued three dogs and two cats. When she’s not writing, she teaches physics and engineering at the local university. When she’s not writing or teaching, she’s probably trying new recipes. She enjoys fast cars, loud music, fine whisky, and big books. In no particular order.
How about some holiday romance during the summer heat. A perfect read for the pool or beach, Merry Me (A Holiday Romance Novel #1), by Amanda Siegrist can hit the spot.
Amanda did the cover herself. Very nice, if I do say so myself. 🙂
At the time I created this post, the novel was free, but be sure and check for the ‘0’.
I have read and enjoyed many of Amanda Siegrist’s novels and to have some romance and Christmas cheer in July is very welcome.
Elliot’s mother loved Christmas, the smells, the music, so Elliot did too. But, now, his mother is gone. His father tried to make it good for them, but Elliot had closed his heart, not letting anyone in.
The mystery gift..
Merry Me by Amanda Siegrist is an uplifting, heartwarming, karma – give good get good and it comes back to you – sacrifice, love and clean romance. At times it will cool you off and other times it will heat up your reading. This wonderful romance is perfect for any time of year.
I voluntarily reviewed a free copy of Merry Me by Amanda Siegrist.
4 Stars
GOODREADS BLURB
He never knew a simple gift left on his porch step would mend his wounded heart.
Hiding
his dislike for the holidays isn’t easy, especially when Chief Elliot
Duncan meets a woman who captures his attention with one sweet smile.
Lynn Carpenter is beautiful, strong-willed, hardworking, and he doesn’t
know how to return her gift that was left on his porch by mistake. As
Christmas approaches, it doesn’t take much for the holiday spirit to
seep in, not when Lynn makes it so effortless with her excitement. The
only thing he wants for Christmas this year is her heart. But between
his meddling father and the need to take care of her, something she
passionately resists, he knows it won’t be that simple. He’s up for the
challenge, because losing Lynn is unacceptable.
Note: Each book in this series can be read as a standalone.
ABOUT AMANDA SIEGRIST
Love!
Gimme some love and heaps of romance. I have a sappy heart that just
loves two people meeting, going through the cycles of a relationship,
and ultimately, falling in love. Give me a good book like that and I’m a
happy camper:)
I write contemporary and romantic suspense, but I am partial to suspense. I just love a good mystery.
Besides writing, I love baking, crafts, and baseball…oh, and meeting new people. *smiles*
Dating by the Book Mary Ann Marlowe Published by: Kensington Publication date: June 25th 2019 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Is love just something you find in books?
Six months ago, writer and bookstore owner Maddie Hanson was left at the altar. Since then, she’s had zero interest in romance—despite the fact that she runs a book club full of sexy eligible bachelors. But when her latest novel is panned by an anonymous blogger who goes by the name Silver Fox—and who accuses her of knowing nothing about passion—she decides to prove her nemesis wrong by seeking a romance hero in real life . . .
There’s the smoldering rock musician, the bookish college professor, and her competitive childhood friend who may want to steal her bookstore more than her heart. Even Silver Fox is getting in on the action, sending Maddie alarmingly—and intoxicatingly—flirtatious emails. And that’s not all. Her ex wants her back.
Now Maddie is about to discover that like any good story, life has twists and turns, and love can happen when you least expect it—with the person you least expect . .
The cry of You’ve got mail! broke the silence, and I made the mistake of checking my phone. The preview showed me an incoming email from Silver Fox. I steeled my nerves for the inevitable sting and clicked the link with one eye closed, bracing for a deadly attack. Here he was a total stranger, and the prospect alone of what he might say had my heart racing worse than a Stephen King novel.
I bounced my foot on the spindle of the stool and dove headfirst into what I was sure would be a flogging.
Ms. Kincaid,
I don’t know why I’m responding to you, but I confess that I keep arguing with you in my head, so I’ve finally decided to tell you a thing or two.
First, you’re wrong if you think reviewers don’t hear from authors. We hear plenty, and trust me when I tell you that responses can be pretty vicious. I sometimes ignore them, but believe it or not, I do realize that authors are people, too, which is why I find myself wanting to mentor you to a better mental place. My main argument is that you shouldn’t respond to reviewers because your opinion is no longer valid. Or let me rephrase it—your opinion is no more valid than mine.
Second, I find myself once again in the position of defending my own personal situation. While I do enjoy video games as much as anyone of my generation, it’s not my primary occupation. In fact, writing reviews is my hobby. I may do this in my underwear, but not simultaneously at my mother’s house.
Third, I do have a healthy imagination, and I can read between the lines. You may have romantic experience, but I suspect you’ve forgotten what it feels like to truly be in love. Unfortunately for me, love is a feeling I’m all too familiar with, and I recognize when someone is faking it. If I could offer you some free advice, I’d urge you to get out and get more experience—romance, sex, heartache. Live a little. If you haven’t felt your stomach flip when your hand brushes someone else’s, if your spine doesn’t tingle when you think back on your first kiss, you can’t bring those feelings to your readers.
Or ignore me. I’m sure there will be plenty of readers who don’t care about the romance anyway. You can write for them.
SF
Heartache? He wanted me to intentionally fly into that turbulence again? It had taken me six months to nurse myself from the depths of the abyss before I could sink my fingernails into the ledge and heave myself up and out. Silver Fox expected me to just do it again? Sure.
But what if he was right? What if the cocoon I’d wrapped myself in was preventing me from writing a genuine relationship? Worse, what if it was preventing me from moving on with my life?
I poked at my bruised heart and didn’t recoil in agony. Had it dried up and died?
“Live a little.” Like that was so easy.
I made a fresh latte and walked over to sit with fellow romance-phobe Charlie.
“What are you working on, Charlie?”
“Reading.” He closed his laptop and stretched. “Why do you think so much of literature is about waiting? Why can’t it all just be the good parts? Why do I have to wade through hundreds of pages lost in the mines of Moria before getting to some real action?”
“Are we talking about Tolkien?”
“It’s just a metaphor. So much wandering around. My patience grows short.”
“Sounds like my life. I strayed from the path in Mirkwood forest and can’t find my way back.”
“Have you considered flipping pages?”
“Of my life?” I laughed, trying to imagine how that would work.
“Why not? Choose your own adventure.” He pointed his index finger toward an invisible lightbulb. “Stuck in the mines? Go over the mountain.”
“Madness.”
“Maybe, but it’s still a choice. Or just go to the next chapter. It can’t be that hard.”
I considered his premise. “But what if you skipped over all the boring or hard parts of life? You’d go straight to your death bed!”
“Hmm. I think you can always choose to stray from the path.” He stirred his coffee. “And with that in mind, I’m going to make a monumental decision to start a new book.” His eyes sharpened with sincerity. “You could, too.”
Charlie the Chronicler had struck again.
“Choose your own adventure . . .”
Peter wasn’t even in this chapter of my life. How long was I expected to wait for the return of the king? Did I have to return to the original path? Did I have to wait for Peter to come back around?
Or could I consider other avenues?
What if, instead of sitting in my own self-pity, I took a chance on a perilous quest fraught with messy complications, whose successful completion seemed impossible? It wasn’t like there was safety hiding in the mines anyway. I’d already spent six months in the dark, chased by a cave troll of emotional destruction. I might not die of heartbreak, but loneliness rose up like a flaming Balrog from the depths of hell, and only I could choose to fly to higher ground.
I wanted to emerge as the heroine of my own adventure. A badass heroine controlling her own destiny.
Author Bio:
Some Kind of Magic is Mary Ann Marlowe’s first novel. When not writing, she works by day as a computer programmer/DBA. She spent ten years as a university-level French professor, and her resume includes stints as an au pair in Calais, a hotel intern in Paris, a German tutor, a college radio disc jockey, and a webmaster for several online musician fandoms, plus she has a second-degree black belt. She has lived in twelve states and three countries and loves to travel. She now lives in central Virginia where she is hard at work on her second novel. She loves to hear from readers and can be reached through her website at www.maryannmarlowe.com, on Facebook, www.facebook.com/marlowemaryann/, and at twitter.com/maryannmarlowe.
Crashing Together Lyssa Cole Publication date: May 30th 2019 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
It’s an age old story….
A summer fling….
A temporary thing…
His name was Cole and I couldn’t resist him. He was everything a girl could want in a summer romance. A hot, tanned, surfer with blonde hair and blue eyes… oh and let’s not forget about all those muscles and the six-pack I couldn’t stop staring at.
We agreed to just sex. Lots of sex. Lots of fun. No titles, no relationship, and certainly no love.
Until the sex started to feel like something else.
Something more..
Something way more…
But for him?
It was still just sex.
Until it wasn’t.
Until everything we didn’t mean to build unraveled in a heap of secrets, lies, and broken trust.
We came crashing together but will our summer fling survive the waves?
“You’re in over your head and you know it.” Leigh lifts her frozen margarita to her lips and eyes me over the sugar rim.
“I am not.” I roll my eyes and look around the smoky bar. I don’t know why I even let Leigh talk me into coming here. It’s dark, a little sketchy, and the millions of fog machines fill the place with smoke so thick you’d think they allowed cigarettes in here.
“You’re in denial, Addi. You can’t even look at me.”
I snap my eyes back to her. “It’s hard to see with all this smoke.” I wave my hand around for dramatic effect. I’m so in denial but she doesn’t need to know that.
Leigh laughs and rolls her eyes. “Yeah okay girl, whatever you say.”
“The drinks are delicious though.” I raise my glass before bringing to my lips to it, licking the sugar rim.
It’s as if a storm is brewing, ready to take over at any minute, inside my belly. Awake at night, I stare at the ceiling as it flips and twists, growing worse.
The storm named Cole.
He fills my bloodstream, running through my veins, and follows me everywhere I go. No matter what I do, I can’t stop it.
I was a fool thinking I could and I’m a fool now as I sit here and let it happen.
I’m falling hopelessly in love with Cole.
It’s unreal, consuming, and lighting me on fire from within.
I’ve never felt anything like it before. The more I see him, the more I want. And Leigh is absolutely correct.
I’m in over my fucking head.
Author Bio:
Lyssa Cole has been in love with books for as long as she can remember. Escaping into a story is her favorite pastime. Wanting to be a writer for a couple years, she is now crafting her own stories. She loves to write sweet & sexy romance with lots of heat and some suspense to keep you guessing and wanting to turn that page! She lives in Southeastern Mass with her two kids and two dogs. Lover of coffee, all things chocolate, & always the avid reader, you can keep up with Lyssa Cole by subscribing to her newsletter here: https://www.lyssacolebooks.com/bio.
I am a cover girl, so having Natalia Albrite sharing her thoughts on book cover is very appropriate. Welcome to fundinmental and let’s get started.
How do you choose a book cover and what importance do you
place upon a book cover?
The Importance of Book Covers by Natalia
Albrite
I place HUGE importance on a book cover and
here’s why:
I only get
one chance to make a first impression. Fair or not, we are a visual people who make all sorts of
judgements based on looks. In the realm of personal interactions this can be
very unfair. In the realm of professional work, it can still be unfair but
fighting the reality would not be a good use of my time. The fact is that
potential readers will make a judgement call about the quality of my work based
on the cover of my book. I only get their attention for a few seconds and I
want to entice them to stick around.
My covers
need to reflect my brand. I
strive for consistency across all platforms. I want to create a seamless
experience for readers who look further into me and my work. I want them to
explore freely without any jarring moments of, “oh that doesn’t fit.” I know
that my books and I are not for everyone but if we are for you, I want you to
stay and get comfy in my little corner of the romance world!
How I choose a book cover:
I use my gut. I decided to skip past any trend research. I
picked something that I liked and reflected a larger sense of me. I want to
sustain this career and I know that if I choose according to trend or market,
that will wear me out in the long run. I would have a hard time staying excited
about what other people like.
I want to be
inspired. I sought custom cover
design for That Guy and That Girl while still early in the revision process. I
found my choice to be incredibly inspiring! I was inspired to make the best
book I could so it would match up to a great cover!
I value the
services of a professional. I love
my writer’s lane and I respect the graphic designers’ lane. I like to think
that I have a great sense of what I like but making it come to life visually is
not a skill that I currently have. Fortunately, I had some savings that I set
aside to hire a professional. I was so grateful for the work of Robin Vuchnich
of mycustombookcover.com
What are your favorite covers? What catches
your eye when you explore new authors and their books?
That Guy and That Girl by Natalia Albrite
GENRE: New Adult Contemporary Romance
PLEASE NOTE: this book will be $0.99 during the tour.
BLURB
Olivia
Meadows is excited to finish her senior year of college as a volleyball
national champion beside her teammates and best friends. A complication arrives
in the form of John Hunter, that guy, her brother’s best friend whom she has
had a secret crush on since she was eleven years old. Effortlessly charming and
handsome, with a body honed by years of playing football, John initiates his
charm offensive and Olivia finds herself unable to resist him.
John Hunter
is pumped to finish his senior year of college as a football national champion
beside his teammate and best friend. The only thing missing is that girl,
Olivia Meadows, his best friend’s little sister. He needed to sow some wild
oats before settling down with Olivia but now he is ready for something serious
with the girl he has always admired.
Be careful
what you wish for. John and Olivia find themselves dealing with adult consequences
very quickly and wondering if their young love can endure the pressures of
adulthood. Will they find deeper love or implode from the pressures of their
own making?
EXCERPT
I spot Marcus
in my dad’s hand-me-down Maxima with John in the front seat next to him. Oh
jeez. John Hunter. He’s that guy. He’s the stuff of young girls’ dreams and I
gave him up long ago by trying to turn my eyes to other guys. The way I see it,
it’s like this: 1) he’s Marcus’s best friend and I have no interest in messing
up their friendship; 2) he’s not an intentional player but he’s a player just
the same; and 3) thank you, but I’ll skip the broken heart, please. I’ve grown
up in proximity to this handsome devil for most of my life and he still manages
to make my stomach drop when I see him.
It’s such a
cliché to say that he’s tall, dark and handsome but clichés work for a
reason—they’re inescapable kernels of truth. John is tall at a striking six
feet and four inches. He’s dark with his almost-black hair and deep brown eyes.
I can’t forget the handsome with his perfectly structured jaw line. Ridiculous.
Just by looking at him, I can feel my adrenaline kicking in and the sweat
gathering. Great.
I plaster an
annoyed look on my face because that’s how we interact with each other. That’s
part of our unwritten script. He plays the charming rogue and I play the
cynical wallflower who is suspicious of all his kind gestures. He jumps out and
does a half-bow. “Madame, your chariot,” he says as he gestures to the front
seat.
Natalia is a lifelong reader and lover of romance novels. Before finally tapping away at her keyboard to create her own stories, she tried all sorts of professions: elementary school teacher, barista, seller of make-up, baker, and the list goes on. When she isn’t pursuing the arts, she’s hanging out with her husband, two wacky children, and full-figured Corgi.
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Graye Manor is known throughout the BDSM community for producing the best
trained, specialty submissives in the world, and caters to matching
these ladies with the perfect partner to guarantee a
Happily-Ever-After. But what happens to those girls who aren’t
accepted into the program, especially those naturally pulled toward
an age-play dynamic? They are matched with Billionaire Daddy Doms…
and rarely just one…
LONNIE
Lonnie Stuart is facing a prison sentence for felony shoplifting. Instead of
entering the courtroom, she’s summoned into the judge’s chambers.
There she meets Maxwell Tohler who offers her placement in an
experimental reform program designed to give young women a second
chance to achieve their greatest goals and live their dreams. She’d
be assigned a ‘guardian’ who’d provide for her every need and lavish
her with the care she’s always desired. The downside is the
requirement to follow the guardian’s rules or risk some unpleasant
time across his knee.
Her first inclination to Max’s proposal is to run, except she’s drawn to
his handsome face, strong body, and the ‘thing’ in his voice that
makes her feel small, vulnerable, and safe. Not only does he stir a
heart that yearns love and acceptance, but her body as well. So, when
Max rejects her request to be her guardian, she’s crushed.
Max, the case-worker for the Guardian Program, is sent by his old friend
Dorian to evaluate and match one of the denied applicants for Manor
submissive training. Taking the bench in the Hampton’s as a favor for
the regular judge, Max ends up face to face with the girl he was sent
to meet! She was everything he ever wanted in a woman and more-smart,
beautiful, sweet and a little broken. Refusing her request to belong
to him is one of the hardest things he’d even done, but the program
was to help the women, not himself.
Little does he know, but their meeting is one of Dorian Graye’s grand
schemes to match the perfect girl with her perfect Daddy Dom!
To her delight, Lonnie’s unexpected assignment to the stern alpha male
begins a journey of personal growth and sexual exploration. Max takes
her from New York to his stunning home on the edge of Lake Tahoe.
She’s in for a second surprise when she meets Mik, Max’s identical
twin. For the first time in her life, she is confident that genuine
love would be hers in the embrace of the two Daddy Doms!
Her action-filled fairytale ending falters when her vicious aunt starts
to stir up trouble by trying to gain control of Lonnie’s considerable
trust fund. The cross-country investigation and legal conflicts bring
up some ugly secrets and deception, causing a rift that might easily
destroy Lonnie’s dreams of a HEA and tear the twin brothers apart forever.
Facing the most difficult decision of her life, Lonnie turns to an
unexpected resource for advice. Should she chose one of the men for
herself or save the brothers’ relationship by walking away with a
broken heart?
Note: This new series is brought to you by the author who started the
Age-Play phenomena, Breanna Hayse. As a BDSM/AP lifestyler, she
ensured that the reader enjoys the dynamic in the way it exists in
real life. If you haven’t read realistic AP literature, or believe
it’s not your cup of tea, give this book a try. You might be
surprised at what you find inside this full-length novel!
After escaping the ghettos of New York City, Lonnie is finally free to live
her Happily-Ever-After in beautiful Lake Tahoe with her identical
twin Daddy Doms, Max and Mik Tohler. In addition, Dorian and Meredith
Graye, and her future mother-in-law step into her life and give her
the love of a family that she’s longed for.
Princess rooms, tea parties, and a surprise trip to a very special house at
Mt. Shasta encouraged the emergence of her ‘Tween’ and all the
sass, trouble, adventure, laughter, and attitude that comes with the
title. Spurred on by her Daddy Doms, Lonnie explores the wants and
needs of her long-neglected inner child; but when she slips into her
‘adult’ mode, her womanly desires are awakened. Her innocence and
vulnerability are tested when the twins plan a surprise that takes
her to ‘The Lair’ in San Francisco and the unique BDSM playroom.
There her eyes are opened to another level of sensuality, trust, and
love. She also faces a fear she can’t ignore and an object of past
abuse. Can she summon the courage to face a terror of long-ago and
clear the path for future joy, or will she do what comes naturally
and run?
Max and Mik are as opposite as they are the same. One is creative and
spontaneous while the other is controlling and disciplined, yet
through the woman they share, the twins’ strengths and weakness
blend together. They soon discover Lonnie’s presence brings out the
fun-loving banter and play that a past betrayal stripped from their
lives. She turns their world upside down and, with that, they learn
the freedom of creative control—when it comes to both discipline
and the bedroom!
Together, Max and Mik give Lonnie what she needs the most. She is spoiled and
disciplined, and her life is filled with more love and care that she
knows how to handle. Yet, an obstacle seems to be waiting at every
turn, and she starts to question her decisions. After all the
turmoil, jealousy, insecurities, and fears are exposed, the choice to
make the relationship a permanent commitment has to be made. The last
thing she wants is to hurt the men that saved her life and offered a
second chance at happiness, especially before the holidays, but she’s
learned the hard way that everything good comes with a hefty, and
usually painful, price.
Publisher’s Note: This book, the characters, court scenes, etc is FICTION. Please
sit back and enjoy a story for what it is– Entertainment and fun!
What can one Little girl and her four handsome Daddy-Doms do to keep warm
during cold, Alaskan nights in Denali National Park?
Jennifer Hudson lives in a world that has no place for her other than being
the ‘reward’ given to her owners’ clients. She’s beautiful, smart,
and sexy, but years of pain and fear have left her emotions and
desires caged and without a key. She knows that she won’t survive
much longer in her present circumstance and needs to decide-
Does she run and risk her life, or remain where she is and never have one?
With the aid of Dorian Graye and the Guardian program, Jennie is placed in
emergency care of the four-unit team of Daddy Doms who vow to do
whatever is needed to keep her safe, happy and whole- even if it
means applying some uncomfortable disciplinary measures. One by one,
the brothers-in-arms break down Jennie’s hard exterior and draw out
the little girl hiding behind the walls of her heart. She soon
discovers that the price of vulnerability is high, and the cost dear.
But is love worth the risk?
Author’s Note: This Reverse Harem introduces the town of Northern Lights- an
age-play community where ‘it takes a village’ (or, at least three
daddies) to raise a happy Little submissive.
What can one Little girl and her four handsome Daddy Doms do to keep the
fires burning on long, endless nights in a remote Alaskan lodge?
Jennie, and her four-man Recon team, continue their adventures in this action
packed (and ever so romantic) sequel that explores their unique poly
relationship and the little age-play village of Northern Lights.
After being stalked, and surviving a brutal attack, Jennie discovers that
there’s so much more to life than satisfying her unceasing appetite
for the men who’ve taken her in and given her their hearts. Her trust
unfolds and, with it, a mischievous part of her nature in the form of
a Middle. Of course, there’s only one way to handle a naughty Middle-
and it’s NOT by giving her caramel apples and peppermint sticks.
Then there’s Slater…
After a rocky start, Slater Foxx, the mysterious fourth member of the team,
awakens Jennie’s sassiness by taking her up Mount Denali where he
introduces her to his rescued wolf pack and the glorious beauty of
the Alaskan wilderness. Before they know it, daylight is gone and the
couple has no choice but to bunk in Slater’s amazing little
‘ice-castle.’ The unexpected getaway sparks something neither of
them could have prepared for.
That’s only the beginning!
As the holidays approach, the little family of five grow closer than
ever, but come face to face with the possibility of being torn apart
by an outside source. Jennie, once again, is caught between a rock
and a hard place- and has to decide what’s more important-
The truth or continuing to live in her ultimate fantasy?
Jennie and her four handsome Daddy Doms have returned with more
laughs, tears, and hot times as they find ways to occupy themselves
on the long, winter nights in Alaska.
The tiny town of Northern Lights is preparing for their fourth annual WIN (Winter Ice
Night) campout. Hot cocoa, an igloo building contest, ice-skating,
winter games, bonfires, ball gowns, and loads of CANDY are just a
glimpse of what the ladies get to look forward to.
Being a Big girl in a poly-household is fun and satisfying, but so exhausting! It’s
been a happy challenge for Jennie to adjust to the needs of the men,
but well worth the effort. They treat her like a princess when she
behaves, and a naughty little girl when she doesn’t, but are always
there with love and A LOT of guidance- whether she wants it or not.
With WIN around the corner, she’s trying SO hard to be
extra good- but mischief has a way of working itself into the
picture. Add to that a dose of stubbornness, and it’s recipe for
trouble.
Jenn’s not alone.
Her BFF and fellow mischief maker, Lena, introduces her to the
greatest delight in the WIN celebration- the girls are
allowed to do ANYTHING they want without consequences! Of course,
their Daddy Doms are experts with maneuvering around the rules and
find ways to ‘show their love’ that even stuns Jennie-the queen
of loopholes herself!
So many wonderful things have happened since the four-man team took her in. Who
would’ve thought that the day she traveled to the polar regions of
Alaska, she’d fall in love with the beautiful winter snows of
Denali, learn eskimo bushcraft, and would even be able to hold her
own on the ice? She’s happy, loved and desired, and there is
nowhere else in the world that she’d rather be.
But she never prepared for what was waiting around the corner that will change the
lives of her, and her four wonderful men, forever…
BDSM/AP lifestyler Breanna Hayse strives to give her readers truth and
reality of the BDSM/Age-Play/Total Power and Erotic Exchange lifestyle.
Who am I?
I’m a native Californian gone ‘wild’, and had the opportunity to travel
the globe and discover the world through the eyes of both a Marine
Intelligence specialist and a BDSM lifestyler. I left the service to
go into hospice nursing and grief counseling, eventually working as a
marriage and family therapist for those involved in alternative
lifestyle development. This experience has allowed me to gain unique
inspiration for my books and offer realistic plots and relatable characters.
In 2004, my husband, John, and I joined forces to work with both
submissives and dominants- teaching, training, listening and loving.
Our goal was to take the mystery and fear out of the lifestyle and
mentor people in safe, consensual and healthy relationships.
My first book, The Game Plan, was published in 2012 and opened the door
to the now-booming world of Age-Play literature. Since that time,
I’ve devoted my ‘spare’ time to writing, researching, community
involvement, and private and group pro bono counseling in deviant
behavior, alternative lifestyle, and addiction recovery.
I was formally ‘dungeon trained’ as a Domme before discovering my
submissive side when I joined the service. My scenarios are pulled
primarily from either personal experience or observation, including
spending time in BDSM clubs as the safety/medical officer. My
multi-faceted background allows me to glean from many avenues and
give a unique and intelligent literary experience through elements of
fantasy and fiction. I also discuss the questions and psychology of
the lifestyle in a manner that is fun and informative, and based on
‘the real deal.’
I live with my husband, musician, and fellow-author, John Hayse, and
two border collies in southern California. We practice a 24/7 D&S
relationship with speckles of AP (and many trips to Build-A-Bear),
and happily spend every moment together that we can. My hobbies
include my puppies, hiding my vanilla salt-water taffy where John
can’t find it, exotic art, collecting inspirational trinkets, and
developing my own paddle line. You can also see me as a featured
author/instructor in professional conference settings and as a
Sexpert for kinkyliterature.com.
His Little Wife Lie Sloan Storm Publication date: April 26th 2019 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
IT’S NOT A LIE IF WE BELIEVE IT’S TRUE.
That’s what Griff Foster said right after he asked me to be his wife.
Sweet, isn’t he?
Let’s be real: his proposal had nothing to do with romance. Falling in love isn’t in his DNA. With piercing blue eyes and a hard body to match, he goes through women like candy.
But he saved my life.
I promised I’d repay him. I should learn when to keep my mouth shut.
Griff needs a Mrs. Right Now, and he’s convinced I’m the perfect actress.
In case I have any doubts, there are seven badly needed zeroes on a check with my name on it to help make up my mind.
Ugh.
We’re totally fake. Nothing but lies.
Except the way his lips feel on mine.
Except the way his touch sets my body ablaze.
Except the way my soul aches when he looks into my eyes.
He says that without me, he loses everything.
But if I’ve got the upper hand, why does it feel like he’s in control?
There’s only one thing missing from this arrangement.
What happens to my heart when it’s over?
What kind of fucking game was he trying to play? I made a complete fool out of myself, then he tried to turn it around on me! No one was going to treat me like this, especially not him.
Once in my room, I raced toward the closet, grabbed my bag, and dragged it out. Fuck this place!
Tiny Me chimed in. No, no! Wait! What are you doing? The money!
“I don’t care about the money!” I yelped, clutching my fingers into fists. “Don’t you understand? I care about him!” Oh shit. No. No.
I sensed a presence in the doorway. “What did you say?”
“Stay away from me.” I spun in place, biting my lip and sputtering hate. “I’m leaving. You can’t stop me.”
He didn’t listen. Of course. I mean, why start now?
Marching right toward me, Griff continued, “You said you cared about me. Don’t try and deny it.”
Yeah, no kidding. You ass. “Of course, I do! Jesus! Do you know how many men I’ve offered my virginity to? Do you? Take a wild guess.”
Griff didn’t respond. What could he say? He already knew the answer.
I poked him in the chest. “Just one. Guess how that went over?”
Griff’s nostrils flared. His eyes narrowed. I was pissing him off. Well. Good! Now he knew how I felt!
“Move,” I snarled, edging past him.
I felt the handle of my suitcase rip free from my hand. By the time I turned to look and see what happened, he’d swept me up me in his arms, racing for the bed.
No!
“Put me down!” I floated in his embrace until he slammed me with a thump, pinning me beneath him. Struggle was useless, but I gave it everything I had, jerking from side-to-side until the instant his lips found mine.
Oh fuck. No! Yes. Yes. Yeeessss…
The passion from his kiss ripped through my body like wildfire, reigniting the embers he left smoldering inside of me with his refusal. Griff’s pelvis pressed into me, the impossible hardness between his legs threatened to reawaken my lust into an inferno until my wits returned.
“Stop!” I gasped, breaking my mouth free. My palms went flat, shoving against his torso. “Get off of me!”
His gaze gave me the answer. Never. Griff ignored my pleas and gripped harder, making me feel he’d crush me into dust if I uttered another word. Reaching up, I clawed and scratched, digging my nails into the steel of his thick chest. But my rage only stoked him, and he groaned, his mouth invading mine again, filling it with his tongue. My resistance turned to vapor, whisps of hate floating away from me while Griff took what he wanted.
At last, he pulled away. I looked at him, my vision glassy from the struggle, each of us fighting for a breath.
“We can’t.” I exhaled. “It’s a mistake.”
Wait. That wasn’t no. Was it?
He licked his lips and sank his pelvis deeper, driving it hard between my legs. I stifled a whimper.
“You’re right,” he hummed, reaching for one of my tits, cupping it in his grasp. Uhhh. My eyes rolled back in my head, his touch had me on the verge of blackout
“It’s the biggest mistake of all,” he warned. “No turning back. No way out.”
No way out. His words reached into my soul, giving me the answer my brain couldn’t. I don’t want one. Don’t give me one. If you do, I might take it.
Wordless, Griff moved over me, a shadow threatening the last shreds of my chastity. With my legs spread and my innocence at risk, I inched my mouth toward his lips when he whispered his final threat.
“At last.”
Author Bio:
Sloan Storm pens imaginative yarns based on dominant men and the women who challenge them. As such, power plays and passion are the heart of each and every story.
The writer’s creative tendencies may drift as the mood strikes, but the essence of all tales told wind up back at the same place… the polarizing difference between the sexes.
After all, what else is there in life?
When not glued to a keyboard creating tales of whimsy, Sloan loves to talk to fans! If you want to connect, you can do it in any number of ways:
