Friday, March 22, 2019

Book Blitz: MIMIC by C.L. Denault—Excerpt + Giveaway

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Mimic
by C.L. Denault


In 2012, one cycle of an ancient calendar system came to a close. Humanity predicted its downfall, but it wasn’t the end of their evolutionary climb. It was the beginning.

Willow Kent is discovering that life as a second-phase prodigy comes at a price. Trapped in the London Core, her choices are limited, made difficult by her forbidden romance with Reece and the presence of a new commanding officer who establishes harsh rules. With unpredictable skills and a growing distrust in her birth parents, she is struggling to play the Core’s game. But when opportunity arises in the form of a mysterious shapeshifter, Willow realizes there’s more to her own evolution than meets the eye. She soon learns that keeping secrets is a key move, and the more dangerous they are, the greater her need to evolve into the powerful prodigy nature intended her to become.

But those closest to her have their own secrets, and her status has made her an easy target for betrayal. Who will she turn to, when nothing is as it seems?

Book two in The Prodigy Chronicles

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Genres: Young Adult, Science Fiction, Dystopia, Romance
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Suddenly, the temperature skyrocketed. Pressure cinched my body, and I couldn’t breathe. Duncan flung me to the ground, shielding me as energy erupted like thunder and a crackling roar shook the room.
Hot energy waves raced over us. Digging my fingers into Duncan’s shirt, I clung to him, struggling to catch my breath even as my mind raced. Reece. He’d lost a lot of blood. I needed to get to him.
“Up,” I gasped. “Let me up.”
Duncan rolled over, taking me with him, and I pushed to my feet. As I rose, I saw Kristoffe lying face-down on the mat. He’d been thrown. Reece was stumbling toward him, trailing blood, his back to me. I called out, but he didn’t stop.
Coughing, Kristoffe lifted onto his elbows. One hand still clutching the staff shard, he flipped over just as Reece knelt beside him. I saw the victory strike—Reece’s fist hitting Kristoffe’s chest—then shrieked when the shard drove through his belly.
My heart stopped. “Reece!
Duncan ran for them, and I followed. Though the spar was over, they were still grappling. Kristoffe was laughing—a high-pitched, maniacal sound that turned to a gurgle as I skidded to a stop beside Reece. His hands were around Kristoffe’s throat.
“Reece.” I dropped to my knees, eyeing his belly. The shard had driven deep. His uniform was slick with blood. “It’s done.”
He didn’t seem to hear me. His barrier was up, his eyes veiled over, cheeks mottled red as he put every last ounce of energy into his grip. Kristoffe’s face purpled, his gurgle dwindling to a whispery gasp.
“Commander.” Duncan put his hand on Reece’s shoulder. “You won. You don’t have to do this.”
Reece shook him off.
Let him, the tiger growled. It’s his right.
“No,” I murmured, tears stinging my eyes. She’d been far too eager to kill Kristoffe herself, and I might not have had the strength to stop her. But I could stop Reece.
“Reece, look at me.” I waited, and when he didn’t respond, I took his face in my hands. “Look at me.
He slowly turned his head, and I fought back the sob bubbling up my throat. I had never seen him so desperate. He had good reason to do this—reasons going back to his childhood, it seemed—but there would be consequences. I couldn’t risk losing him to Morry’s wrath.
“Stop,” I whispered.
He stared, not seeing me, and I gently shook his face. He blinked. His eyes lost their glaze. Blinking again, he came back to me.
“That’s it,” I urged. “Let him go.”
Reece loosened his grip. He sat back slowly, his eyes locked with mine. Disappointed, the tiger gave in with a guttural sigh and reached for his heart, trying to connect us.
But a choking laugh broke us apart. Through sweat and blood and ripped skin, Kristoffe was smiling. “Couldn’t do it, could you?” he rasped. “Who’s the coward now?”
Reece wrenched back his fist. He brought it down hard, knocking Kristoffe out cold. Then he swayed, his body trembling, and I reached for him. “Told him,” he said thickly, blood seeping from his lips, “I’d wipe the smile off his face.”

He collapsed in my arms.

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C.L. Denault is a speculative fiction writer who loves dreaming up tales of adventure and intrigue. A former systems analyst, she gave up her nerdy code-writing skills to care for her family (including a son with special needs), and currently lives among the vast stretches of cornfields in Illinois.

Writing and working out are her biggest passions, along with drinking coffee and watching sci-fi. When she’s not hanging out with her husband and kids, she can usually be found at a library or tucked away in the shadowy corner of a hip coffeehouse. She’s also been glimpsed sneaking into her garage, late at night, to work on her time machine.

She enjoys connecting with people—especially those from other planets, nearby dimensions, and the future. To find her, just visit her website or social media pages. Or use a Stargate. Whichever is easiest.




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Wednesday, March 20, 2019

{Blog Tour} OFF PLANET by Aileen Erin—Excerpt + Giveaway

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Off Planet
by Aileen Erin


In an all-too-plausible future where corporate conglomerates have left the world’s governments in shambles, anyone with means has left the polluted Earth for the promise of a better life on a SpaceTech owned colony among the stars.

Maité Martinez is the daughter of an Earther Latina and a powerful Aunare man, an alien race that SpaceTech sees as a threat to their dominion. When tensions turn violent, Maité finds herself trapped on Earth and forced into hiding.

For over ten years, Maité has stayed hidden, but every minute Maité stays on Earth is one closer to getting caught.

She’s lived on the streets. Gone hungry. And found a way to fight through it all. But one night, while waitressing in a greasy diner, a customer gets handsy with her. She reacts without thinking.

Covered in blood, Maité runs, but it’s not long before SpaceTech finds her…

Arrested and forced into dangerous work detail on a volcano planet, Maité waits for SpaceTech to make their move against the Aunare. She knows that if she can’t somehow find a way to stop them, there will be an interstellar war big enough to end all life in the universe. 

There’s only one question: Can Maité prevent the total annihilation of humanity without getting herself killed in the process?

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Genres: Young Adult, Science Fiction, Space Opera
• Publisher: Ink Monster, LLC
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“Amihanna?” Lorne said.
The way he said my name sent shivers through my body. I couldn’t control or stop them, and it was driving me crazy.
Why did hearing my true name from him make me feel like I was falling from the top of a skyscraper with no parachute?
“Yes?” My voice was weak, but there.
“Soon.”
The single word—part promise, part threat—had my heart beating way too fast.
My mind was instantly empty of everything except echoes of that one word.
Soon.
Soon.
Soon.
It felt like someone ran their fingertip up my spine, and I shuddered and then let out a startled laugh.
What the hell was that?
Roan was staring at me as if he didn’t know me. What was that? He mouthed to me.

I shook my head. Some guy had just rocked my world via galactic teleconference. I wasn’t sure there was anything I could say about it.


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Aileen Erin is half-Irish, half-Mexican, and 100% nerd—from Star Wars (prequels don’t count) to Star Trek (TNG FTW), geeks out on Tolkien’s linguistics, and has a severe fascination with the supernatural. Aileen has a BS in Radio-TV-Film from the University of Texas at Austin, and an MFA in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University. She lives with her husband and daughter in Los Angeles, and spends her days doing her favorite things: reading books, creating worlds, and kicking ass.




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Tuesday, March 19, 2019

Release Blitz: I DREAM OF SPIDERS by Elle Keating—Excerpt + Giveaway

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I Dream of Spiders
by Elle Keating


The move to the remote town of Quarry Hill, Pennsylvania was supposed to help Griffin McGuire start over and forget the two people who betrayed him. As a paramedic at the local hospital, he would still have to interact with people, but the rest of the time he could hole himself away in the secluded cabin he was renting. It was perfect. For the first time in over a year, he felt like he could finally breathe.

That was until he met her.

A woman who doesn’t know her own name or why she was covered in blood and standing in the middle of the road when he found her. Griffin knows he should contact the police, but something is preventing him from going to the authorities. It doesn’t take long for him to realize that he was correct in trusting his instincts. Every time she falls asleep, she dreams and another memory is unlocked. Memories that are horrific and make him want to protect and hide her from the world.
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Genres: Adult, Contemporary Romance, Erotica
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I can’t keep doing this to him. He has a life and most likely a girlfriend. Tomorrow I will leave. I will ask to borrow some money and get far away from him. He has done enough. I will make it on my own. I get out of bed and creep down the hall to tell him my plan. I expect to find him in the kitchen, maybe needing a late-night snack, not the bathroom. Because why wouldn’t he have just used the master bath? The sound of heavy breathing snaps up my attention and I look toward the hall bathroom. The light isn’t on but I hear a barely audible groan on the other side of the cracked door. I push it open and watch the man I have fantasized about for the past few days working his cock with one hand while he steadies himself by holding onto the sink. I can’t stop staring. He is so big, so aroused…and so am I. I want him. I want to be the one making him groan and pant. Without warning, he turns and our eyes lock.
“Leave, Clare.” I can’t move. “Go back to bed,” he commands, his tone desperate. His hand stills and he releases his cock. “Please,” he utters, his voice gruff, as if he is in pain.
My feet unlock from the imaginary vise they have been in and I step toward him. We don’t break eye contact, even when I grip his cock and stroke him from root to tip. I’m not sure if I have ever done this before or if I am even doing it correctly, but the way his breathing hitches and his eyes flutter tell me that I am doing something right. I pump him harder, swirling the wet tip with the pad of my thumb. His hips sway and his pants become more erratic. I am seconds away from dropping to my knees when he suddenly grabs my wrist.
“We can’t,” he says, his eyes boring into mine.
“Why? Is it because of Corinne?” I ask. He blinks several times and shakes his head. “Your girlfriend?”
“I don’t have a girlfriend.”
“But I thought…”
“Corinne’s my sister.”
He doesn’t have a girlfriend. Which means...
He pries my fingers from his cock and tucks himself back into his pants. He moves past me and steps out of the bathroom. Like a fool, I follow him. “Oh. I get it now. You just don’t want me,” I say.
He stops and faces me. “Is that what you think? That I don’t want you?”
“You stopped me…you said we can’t…”
“We can’t because you belong to someone else. You remembered him today, caught a glimpse of the man you admitted loving, and I’ll be damned if he is who you are thinking of as I sink into you. I won’t share you. I’m not built that way.”
I feel like complete shit. Griffin is doing the noble thing, protecting my virtue and his heart. I am such a bitch.
Dylan is important to me. I care for him. Love him. But in what way? If it is a romantic type of love, then why didn’t I feel guilty when I touched Griffin? Or when I think about him taking me, claiming me? Griffin turns and walks to the living room. I pathetically escape to the bedroom. I am no longer afraid of the nightmares that could plague me if I even manage to fall asleep tonight. No, what I fear are the dreams I may have of the man who has just protected me from myself.



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Elle Keating is the author of romance novels with sexy heroes and fierce females. Her first book, Thrill of the Chase (Dangerous Love, #1), was published by Forever Romance’s digital imprint, Forever Yours, in 2015. Cut to the Chase (Dangerous Love, #2) soon followed. Most recently, Elle self-published Wanting More (Dangerous Love, #3), Back to the Start (Dangerous Love, #4) Feels Like Falling (Dangerous Love, #5) and the standalone novel, Keeping His Commandments.


When Elle isn’t torturing her heroes and heroines (don’t worry, there’s always a happily ever after), she is a public school administrator and enjoys spending time with her husband and 3 children in New Jersey. For more on Elle and her books, visit ellekeating.com.







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Book Blitz: MY NAME IS ROSE by Alexa Kingaard—Excerpt + Giveaway

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My Name is Rose
by Alexa Kingaard


Rose is unsettled, curious, and bored. Life in a hippie commune is her parent’s dream come true, not hers. She doesn’t share their passion for living off the land, nor does she enjoy the isolation that is thrust upon her. When she convinces them to send her to public school in the nearby town, a new world opens up to her.

As she pursues her education, Rose chooses a different path, leaving her parents heartbroken at her insistence they are hiding something from her. She’s convinced her father isn’t the man her mother married.

Although she finds love far away from her roots and upbringing, her wounds only deepen as she keeps her family at arm’s length. What she loses during those years can only be retrieved with her understanding that “a Rose by any other name is still a Rose.”

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Genres: Young Adult, Contemporary Romance
• Publisher: Acorn Publishing
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… I cut short my self-guided tour of college student filled apartment houses by the university and looked for the next entrance onto the freeway. I was a pretty good driver, having mastered a stick shift and parallel parking on the old truck at the commune. Still, I dreaded the drive into the city and the cramped streets, steep inclines, and lousy parking options in Grandmother’s neighborhood.
There was no such thing as a garage in those old Victorian homes and finding a nearby, open space on the street always proved to be a problem. People who grew up there had long gotten used to the inconvenience, but occasional visitors like myself experienced frustration and annoyance. It would be my luck that I would have to heave my belongings two blocks, if I was lucky enough to find a space at all.
As I turned the corner to the now familiar street, perched at the top of a steep decline into the city below, my breath suddenly stilled at the spectacular panoramic view before me. Even though the day had turned dull and the mist hovered over the Golden Gate Bridge, I was surrounded by brilliant architecture in every direction. Dozens of charming Victorian homes, the painted ladies, lined the streets in both directions, punctuated by corner markets and one-of-a-kind specialty shops. It was a testament to the influence on the history of California and the discerning eye of the builders who prompted the city’s growth. No wonder Andrew had chosen this ambition for his life’s work. I caught myself thinking about a wedding, then a sweet little first apartment, then one child, making our cramped quarters impossible for a growing family, then a move to the suburbs, neighborhood barbeques, another child, two cars….my mind raced and the light turned green.
My fantasy warmed me. I could physically feel joy in the pit of my stomach. I asked Destiny once, after we had gotten an almost-new pair of identical boots from the thrift store as a special treat before we started third grade, “Do you feel that, Des?”
“Feel what?” She hadn’t the vaguest idea of what I meant.
“That dancing in your tummy, silly! It’s like your insides are giggling.”
It felt delicious to me and ever since that time, a happy moment or extraordinary event could trigger my sense of well-being. My whole body would tingle with pleasure and delight with that feeling of joy.
I didn’t mind driving around the block four times before I found a place to park. I grabbed one suitcase, my wallet, keys, and bounded up Grandmother’s stairs, only slightly winded from the short sprint. I met her at the door with a huge grin, amused at my own story of happily ever after.
“You look flushed, Rose. Did you run all the way here?”
“I didn’t notice. I do feel a little warm, but I think I’m just excited to have finals over, spend the summer with Glory and River, and take a week off with you to do whatever we want. I’m excited about seeing Destiny, too. It’s been almost a year. I had to miss her wedding, because she planned it right in the middle of winter mid-terms, and her first baby is the end of summer.”
“Well, first things first.”
What did that mean? First things first? I was starting to see how generations change, each subsequent one holding on to the popular expressions that conveyed their thoughts. What was first to Grandmother was most likely not what was first to me, which was kicking off my shoes and checking the refrigerator for a Dr. Pepper.
“Yes, Grandmother, first things first.”
“Take off your coat and hang it on the hall tree. Your room is ready, so you can take your suitcase upstairs. Then, come on down and get yourself a cold drink. I got plenty of Dr. Pepper just for you.”
I smiled. We weren’t that far apart after all.

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Alexa Kingaard was born in San Diego, CA and has lived most of her life in the area. She currently resides in Carlsbad and is the mother of an adult son and daughter who continue to be her biggest fans and cheerleaders. A realtor for fifteen years, she remains involved with her profession and praises her brokers and clients for giving her the nod to be creative.


She gives all the credit for completing her debut novel, KEEP FOREVER, to her inspiration and late ex-husband, Jeff, who battled the residual effects of the Vietnam War for decades after his return.









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