Tuesday, February 20, 2018

The Spitting Post by Jason R. Barden - Book Blitz

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THE SPITTING POST
Jason R. Barden
The Spitting Post
Genre: Horror, Dark Fantasy
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Publication Date: December 8, 2017
Vincent must find the Spitting Post, but only the purple swan knows the way.
Vincent Carpenter’s life is a wreck. He has given up his dreams. He has lost his job after an economic disaster. His ten-year marriage is crumbling. Then he awakens in a maniacal land of frighteningly vivid realism with skull trees, glowing forests, ravenous beasts, and other psychologically haunting adversity.
While traveling through this demented unearthly world, he has a chance encounter with a beautiful maiden dressed in green; before he can start a conversation, she disappears into the unknown. Vincent must try to find her at a fantastical place known as the Spitting Post. But first he must overcome many macabre misfortunes and face nightmares that question his sanity. Will he reach her? What will the Spitting Post reveal? Will he suffer more disappointment and tragedy? Or will he find peace at last?

Review from The Romance Reviews

Vincent Carpenter isn't having a good day. It's the weekend and he forgot to turn off his alarm. When he rolls out of bed, he's surprised to see that his wife, Erika, isn't there. When he does find her, he mentions the dinner reservations he'd made for their tenth anniversary but she doesn't want to go. What follows is a slow trip down a rabbit hole to the land of the mundane.
Until it isn't.
Suddenly, he awakens in a strange world where nothing is normal. From the glowing forests to the skull trees, Vincent is lost in a world that would rival the minds of some modern masters of the macabre. A chance meeting with the Green Maiden forces Vincent through this nightmare world in search of a place called the Spitting Post but to get there, he must face some intense nightmares that could destroy even the strongest of psyches.
I had no idea what to expect when I started reading this story and I found it as intriguing as it was disturbing and that's a good thing. With each new ordeal/event, Vincent finds himself more immersed in his nightmares, and we as readers, gain a bit more information. So much so that once you reach the end (Spoilers!), you'll find yourself going back to reread sections again.
For when you do: "You must rethink everything you thought you knew. You must let your mind go back to the beginning and reconsider what it is you thought was truth, what you thought was reality, and what you thought was a dream," and even then, THE SPITTING POST will surprise you.
Reprinted with permission from The Romance Reviews
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Excerpt

When night settled in, the trees began their song of despair and completely blocked out any other noise. This is great, I thought. The beast could be right on me, and I would never even hear it. But the trees continued their sad symphony just the same.
With the thought of the beast ripping at my body and consuming my insides and the tree’s wailing, I found myself at the edge of lunacy. When dawn finally broke, the trees stopped their wailing, and the silence became deafening yet again. At last, peace and quiet. I picked myself up from the madness and marched onward. I was not a bit hungry, and my stomach was far too nervous for breakfast, so I went without. I also knew this would save time. One extra moment in this place was one too many.
Again I found my thoughts racing as fast as my feet. It would be a complete triumph when I escaped this land, or so I thought. If only I could make it to the bridge, then maybe I would be safe. As I raced on like a frightened animal about to become the beast’s dinner, I thought about the townspeople. I hoped they were safe in their new home far from here; I felt empathy for them knowing what fear the beast inspired.
I was lost in thought when again I heard the violin’s call. It was close this time—too close. I stopped and surveyed the land with terrified eyes, growing more anxious with each passing note. The ambient tune working itself into a manic frenzy. Can’t they shut up? With that racket the beast would find us, and I knew what would happen when it did. There would be no more violin playing for that musician, and I would never find The Green Maiden.
I scanned the countryside for the insane violinist and spotted him on a small hill just to my right. When I saw his ghastly appearance, I almost wished I hadn’t found him. He was a stout man dressed in total blackness with a red violin resting against his shoulder. His skin was a brilliant white, as white as a bed sheet. On his head was a black top hat, and he wore a twisted grin on his porcelain face.
“What are you doing?” I yelled. “It will hear us!”
The man said nothing and kept playing his maddening melody.
“Are you crazy?”
The man opened his mouth wide and without moving his lips, he said, “Precisely.”
Then he began to cry tears of blood, yet still he played. The blood rolled down his face and pooled on the grass. Then I came to a grotesque realization. He was not playing for amusement; he was calling the beast.

About Jason R. Barden

Jason R. Barden
Jason R. Barden began writing poetry around the age of thirteen. At age thirty three he decided to transition into fiction writing with his first novel The Spitting Post. In addition to writing he enjoys hiking and photography. Jason lives in Fort Worth, Texas where he is currently working on a collection of his poems.
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Take Back the Memory by Augustine Sam - Book Blitz





Womens Fiction w/ Romantic Suspense Elements
Date Published: December 7, 2017
Publisher: AuthorSuite Books

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Paige Lyman, an accomplished psychiatrist, is on the verge of madness but she doesn't know it yet. The madness begins when she gets it into her head to write her memoirs. As her brilliant mind assembles bits and pieces of her life for the book, ugly skeletons, long forgotten in the closet, begin to rear their heads. 

It had all begun with a simple act of love. And love, for her, was a blond-haired Irish boy named Bill, so when Bill abandoned her for priesthood the world around her collapsed. Seized by a different passion—vengeance—she seeks her proverbial pound of flesh in the beds of various priests... 

But that is before she meets Stern W, a medical researcher, who sweeps into her life like a hurricane and marries her, and they live happily ever after until he dies in a helicopter crash and she discovers the startling truth about who he really was. 

Take Back the Memory is the saga of her compelling backward journey through her own life on a psychotherapist's couch. 






About the Author


Augustine Sam is a journalist by profession, a novelist by choice, and a poet by chance. A bilingual writer and an award-winning poet, he writes, not only hard news but literary works as well. 

Fascinated by the written word even as a kid, he fell in love with poetry the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once. He was the winner of the Editors’ Choice Award in the North America Open Poetry Contest & his complete poetry collection, Flashes of Emotion, was a Finalist in the International Book Award Gala. His poems have been published in international anthologies, including "Measures of the Heart" & "Sounds of Silence."

Augustine is also the author of Black Gold and The Conspiracy of Silence which was awarded a Readers’ Favorite 5-star seal.


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The Atomic City Girls by Janet Beard - Book Blitz + Giveaway


THE ATOMIC CITY GIRLS
by Janet Beard


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GENRE:  Historical Fiction

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BLURB:

In the bestselling tradition of Hidden Figures and The Wives of Los Alamos, comes this riveting novel 
of the everyday people who worked on the Manhattan Project during World War II.

“What you see here, what you hear here, what you do here, let it stay here.”

In November 1944, eighteen-year-old June Walker boards an unmarked bus, destined for a city that 
doesn’t officially exist. Oak Ridge, Tennessee has sprung up in a matter of months—a town of trailers 
and segregated houses, 24-hour cafeterias, and constant security checks. There, June joins hundreds 
of other young girls operating massive machines whose purpose is never explained. They know they 
are helping to win the war, but must ask no questions and reveal nothing to outsiders.

The girls spend their evenings socializing and flirting with soldiers, scientists, and workmen at dances 
and movies, bowling alleys and canteens. June longs to know more about their top-secret assignment 
and begins an affair with Sam Cantor, the young Jewish physicist from New York who oversees the
 lab where she works and understands the end goal only too well, while her beautiful roommate Cici 
is on her own mission: to find a wealthy husband and escape her sharecropper roots. Across town, 
African-American construction worker Joe Brewer knows nothing of the government’s plans, 
only that his new job pays enough to make it worth leaving his family behind, at least for now. 
But a breach in security will intertwine his fate with June’s search for answers.

When the bombing of Hiroshima brings the truth about Oak Ridge into devastating focus, 
June must confront her ideals about loyalty, patriotism, and war itself.


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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Born and raised in East Tennessee, Janet Beard moved to New York to study screenwriting at NYU 
and went on to earn an MFA in creative writing from The New School. 
Her first novel, Beneath the Pines, was published in 2008. Janet has lived and worked in Australia, 
England, Boston, and currently, Columbus, Ohio, where she is teaching writing, raising a daughter, 
and working on a new novel.

Buy links:

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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION
Three randomly drawn readers will receive a digital copy of the book.



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Prince of the Sun, Princess of the Moon by M.R. Anglin - Book Blitz + Giveaway


Prince of the Sun, Princess of the Moon

By M.R. Anglin

A young adult fantasy adventure novel

Published by Clean Reads

Release date: Feb. 20, 2018



For years the Moon Palace in the Valley of Aijalon and the Sun Tower in the Plains of Jashar has stood as testaments to the power of the sun and the graciousness of the moon. Helio and Lumina, Guardians of the sun and moon, kept watch over them and the Prince and the Princess who ruled them. But the Prince and Princess are missing, and the sun is exhibiting strange behavior.

Now Joshua and his younger sister, Deborah, must untangle a web of lies and deceit to uncover the secret of who they really are and save their world from an imminent disaster brewing in the heavens. And they must hurry. Between the earthquakes, the sun and moon standing still in the sky, and the planet Jants hovering closer than it’s ever been, the planet could be torn apart before they have a chance to do something about it.

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/37882982-better-than-this?from_search=true 

 











EXCERPT:

“Mr. Delango.” Mrs. Blaine’s voice sliced through the air, jarring Joshua out of his thoughts.

He jumped to his feet. “Yes, ma’am.” All around him snickers erupted as
each of his classmates stared at him. Joshua stifled a groan. Judging
by their reaction, he had missed something important.
“Perhaps you would like to elaborate on our topic?” Mrs. Blaine motioned to the blackboard.
Joshua winced. He had been staring out of the window and had no idea what she had been talking about.

His best friend, Neil, shrugged. With his skin the complexion of milk
and Joshua’s the complexion of chocolate, Neil always said together they
were two halves of the best drink ever to have been invented.
But now he shook his head at Joshua. “I tried to warn you,” he mouthed.

Joshua cleared his throat. “You are doing such a fantastic job at
explaining this, Mrs. Blaine, I can’t elaborate.” He punctuated the
remark with a smile meant to charm her.
“I think you can.” Mrs. Blaine pointed to the board. “Why don’t you come up and fill out this diagram?”

Joshua bit back a comment and made his way to the front of the
classroom. The walls were white, and though Mrs. Blaine had set a
plastic, potted tree in the corner, there were no posters or papers on
the walls . . . just a blackboard where Mrs. Blaine wrote her lessons . .
. not at all like the other teachers’ classes with their motivational
posters and charts plastered all over the walls.

“No distractions for wayward thinking children,” Mrs. Blaine had said
the first time someone remarked on the lack of decoration.

Joshua took the chalk from her and approached the blackboard. Empty
spaces in the diagram she had written mocked him, but the words,
“Planet/Celestial Body” and “Guardian” were written in separate columns
at the top. At least Joshua knew what she was talking about now—the
solar system and its Guardians.
“Fill it out.” Mrs. Blaine smirked. “Unless you aren’t smart enough to goof off in class and still retain the information.”
Again his classmates snickered.
Joshua took a deep breath and studied the diagram. Then he raised his chalk and wrote:
Planet/Celestial Body
Guardian
Sun
Helio
Chern
Maro
Marte
Cero
Melíne
Alandri
Geon
N/A
Geon’s moon
Lumina
Arion
Lucin
Jants
Junen
Rindt
Rin
Nuardt
Urin
Plútz
Plandte

Once finished, he faced Mrs. Blaine. “Is that correct?” He held out the chalk to her.

No one snickered now . . . well, except Neil. His face had surged red
with the effort of stifling his laughter. To date, no one had bested
Mrs. Blaine at her game to humiliate students who weren’t paying
attention. In fact, Mrs. Blaine herself stared at the diagram Joshua had
written with her mouth set.
Her eyes narrowed. “Go sit down.”
Joshua shot a smile at her as he went.
“See me after class,” Mrs. Blaine said.
Joshua winced. One smart gesture too far.
“The rest of you, commit this chart to memory.” Mrs. Blaine tapped the blackboard. “It will be on the test next week.”
“Dude, are you crazy?” Neil leaned over to him as Joshua sat. Joshua had to bite back a smile. His friend acted like he had been the one called in after class. “She’s going to hate you now.”
Joshua shrugged. “I’ve got more important things to worry about.”
“Like what?” Neil whispered, copying the diagram.
“Like . . .” Joshua stared full into the sun. “I think the sun is off by two minutes.”
Neil paused in his writing. “What?”

“The sun.” Joshua glanced at Mrs. Blaine to make sure she wasn’t
watching. “It should be a little to the right. It’s in the wrong place.”
“Have you been moon-bathing or something? You’re as batty as a night-person.”
Joshua scowled at his friend. “Don’t say that.”

But Neil went on, ignoring Joshua’s annoyance, or . . . more likely . .
. not noticing it at all. “The sun can’t be in the wrong place. It’s
impossible.”

“Maybe.” Joshua could overlook his friend’s oversight. After all, he
didn’t know how offensive the saying was. “But I’ve done the
calculations over and over—”

“Done the calculations?” Neil snickered. “What do you know about
calculations like those? There are smart people in the capital whose job
it is to watch the sun. Don’t you think they would have said something
if the sun was in the wrong place?”

“I guess . . .” Joshua faced the front of the class where Mrs. Blaine
continued her lesson. He wrote the diagram down, more to get his mind
off of the nagging feeling in the back of his mind than because he
needed to remember it. Neil was right; Joshua had to be wrong. After
all, Helio, the Guardian of the sun, was the epitome of precision. The
sun would never drift out of position on his watch.

Still . . . a feeling, like a stone sitting in his stomach, told Joshua
something was amiss. He had seen the sun doing strange things before.
The other day he thought he saw it flickering, and the day before he was
certain its rays were less intense than they should have been.

Joshua swallowed the knot rising in his throat and resisted the urge to
fiddle with the gold necklace he wore hidden under his shirt. If
something was wrong with the sun, he had more than filling out diagrams
and studying for tests to worry about.
They all did.









About the Author

M.R. Anglin has always had a fascination with space—particularly the moon and stars. She also has three amazing nephews, two adorable “near-nephews,” and one brilliant niece, so it’s no wonder she eventually wrote a story that combines these loves into one. You can often find her gazing up at the Florida sky at night or hunching over her notebook/computer by day.

She is the author of the Middle Grade novel, Lucas, Guardian of Truth, the self-published Silver Foxes series. She has also been included in the Coyotl Award winning anthology, Gods With Fur (FurPlanet 2016) and Extinct? (Wolfsinger 2017).


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Rock King by Tara Leigh - Book Blitz + Giveaway



Title: Rock King (Nothing But Trouble, Book 1) 
Author: Tara Leigh
Genre: Contemporary Romance / Rockstar Romance
 
Release Date: February 20, 2018 
Cover Designer: Forever Romance 



Fans of Kristen Callihan and Kylie Scott will scream for this sizzling bad boy rock star romance!

I'm not who you think I am.
Shane Hawthorne has it all. At least, that's what the headlines say about me. I have millions of fans, awards, more money - and women - than I know what to do with. But what you don't see is the wreckage I've caused. The memories and pain I can't escape, even when I pour them into music and spin them into gold.
I tried to forget. To lose myself in booze and groupies. It didn't work. It hurt me and - worse - it hurt my band. That's the last thing I want to do, so I'm cleaning up my act... starting with Delaney Fraser.
Gorgeous, smart, drama-free, and even nice - Delaney is the perfect "girlfriend." When I'm with her I don't have to pretend. It's like she sees the real me. And I can see a future with her. But that's dangerous. Because the truth is, Shane Hawthorne doesn't actually exist. He's a shield to hide who I really am. Fraud. Runaway. Addict. Murderer.
And it's impossible to love a lie, right?
The Nothing but Trouble series:
Rock King
Rock Legend
Rock Rebel





Maybe tonight I would meet my next girlfriend. Someone contractually obligated to be by my side at every show and party, every press junket and photo op. Someone with me day and night, pretty enough I wouldn’t mind the view. Someone with a fun-loving personality, who knew better than to actually fall in love with me.
I’ve done a lot of stupid things in my life, but that was a line I had yet to cross. A line so far in the distance it wasn’t even a smudge on the horizon. And I wasn’t heading it its direction anytime soon. Preferably never.
Love was the one luxury I couldn’t afford.
Assuming I felt a spark of connection with one of the women at Travis’s house tonight, he would lock her into a nondisclosure so tight the press would never find out that she was just an employee, a prop. That our relationship was fake.
What she wouldn’t know, what no one except Travis knew, was that we would have something in common.
Because everything about me is fake.
Shane Hawthorne, resident King of Rock n’ Roll and the cause of dripping panties everywhere, from shrieking tweens to bored housewives, is a sham. More myth than man.
Shane Hawthorne doesn’t exist. He’s the stage name I used for the first time at sixteen, expecting to be hauled off by a pair of cops if I so much as breathed my real name.
Sometimes I’ve wondered what my fans would think if they knew the truth. Would I still be hailed as People magazine’s Sexiest Man Alive if anyone knew who I really was?
Who am I? I don’t even know anymore.
Fraud.
Runaway.
Addict.
Murderer.
Not so sexy now, am I?

















Tara Leigh attended Washington University in St. Louis and Columbia Business School in New York, and worked on Wall Street and Main Street before “retiring” to become a wife and mother. When the people in her head became just as real as the people in her life, she decided to put their stories on paper. Tara currently lives in Fairfield County, Connecticut with her husband, children and fur-baby, Pixie.













The Unlikeable Demon Hunter: Crave by Deborah Wilde - Book Blitz + Giveaway


THE UNLIKEABLE DEMON HUNTER: CRAVE
by Deborah Wilde


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GENRE: Urban Fantasy

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BLURB:

What doesn’t kill you...

seriously messes with your love life.

Nava is happily settling into her new relationship and life is all giddy joy and stolen kisses.

Except when it’s assassins. Talk about a mood killer.

She and Rohan are tracking the unlikely partnership between the Brotherhood and a witch who 
can bind demons, but every new piece of the puzzle is leaving them with more questions than 
answers.

And someone doesn’t appreciate them getting close to the truth.

Go figure.

On top of that, a demon known only as Candyman has unleashed a drug that’s harming users 
in extremely disturbing ways.

After a friend of Nava’s is hurt, she vows to take this demon down. But will life as she knows it 
survive this mission, or will this be the one time she should have looked before she leapt?

Happily-ever-after: barring death, she’s got a real shot at it.


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EXCERPT

“I love home delivery.” Malik lounged in his doorway, eyeing me the way the wolf must have with 

the three little pigs. His British accent was pure sin.

“I love your arrogance that you didn’t bother moving after I almost killed you.”

He laughed, flashing straight white teeth against his bronze skin. He was still the only being I’d ever 
met who could pull off a Caesar cut, and was still the stuff of billionaire romance cover fantasies in 
his soft gray trousers that were artfully tailored to the hard lines of his body and navy shirt, 
carelessly folded back at the cuffs. “Oh, petal. I’d say I missed you, but I didn’t. 
Now, unless you brought the more interesting twin?” He peered into the hallway. “No?”

He shut the door, but I stuffed my foot in to block it. Not like he politely stopped trying to close it. 
“Ow.” I pushed my shoulder into the door to keep my poor bones from breaking. 
“If you weren’t wondering why I was here, you wouldn’t have let security buzz me up or let my toes 
cross the wards I’m sure you’ve got strung across this door.”

“Ten seconds.”

“That’s not–”

“Five, four…”

“Demons are being bound.” I rushed my words as he made a buzzing noise.

Malik yanked me inside by my collar and slammed the door.

I wrenched free.

His penthouse apartment hadn’t changed. Still to-die-for sweeping views of the city, 
a massive glass wine storage unit in the open concept space, and a loft bedroom. 
He pointed at one of the leather sofas, custom made to hug the curved walls. “Sit and talk.”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

A global wanderer, hopeless romantic, and total cynic with a broken edit button, 
Deborah writes urban fantasy to satisfy her love of smexy romances and tales of chicks who kick ass. 
This award-winning author is all about the happily-ever-after, with a huge dose of hilarity along the 
way. “It takes a bad girl to fight evil. Go Wilde.”

Website: www.deborahwilde.com
Twitter: @wildeauthor
FB: https://www.facebook.com/DeborahWildeAuthor/

Buy Link:
Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0784674R3
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0784674R3

NOTE: This title is discounted for up to 60% until midnight February 26 and the entire series is on 
sale until then as well

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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION

$10 Amazon/BN GC



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