Friday, June 22, 2018

VBT Away by Meg Benjamin



Away
by Meg Benjamin


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GENRE: Paranormal romance


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BLURB:


Grim Morrigan, Guardian of the Ward and part-time private detective, polices the Folk, the clans of
fairies who live in the foothills outside Denver. But his main job is concealing their true nature from the
mortals around them.


Enter mortal Annie Duran, who hires him to look for her brother Richard, missing and presumed dead
for ten years. Annie has seen Richard in the parking lot of the nightclub where she works. Now she
wants answers, and Grim’s supposed to find them.


The quest for Richard ensnares both Grim and Annie in a sinister conspiracy involving kidnapped
women and outlaw magic. But they also discover their own overwhelming attraction to each other.


When Annie herself disappears, Grim’s need for answers becomes even more urgent. With the help of
a dissolute prince and a motley crew of unlikely fairies, Grim confronts a rebellion among the Folk.


And it may take more than just magic and luck to save both Annie and Grim this time.


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Excerpt Two:


Across from them, Bertie pulled his coat tighter.


Another Barbegazi turned toward Gowan, his voice low. “The curse begins in cold. Your hands and feet
are never warm again. Then it travels to arms and legs, like frost across a frozen lake.”


His mouth a rigid line, Gowan flexed his fingers.


“When it reaches your stomach, it’s like you ate a dinner of sleet,” another Barbegazi threw in. “No
matter how much coffee or tea or even mulled wine you drink, your guts stay frozen.”


Grim resisted the urge to zip his coat. The Barbegazi spell was spilling over onto him, too, but he didn’t
want any distractions right now.


Something old and dark had entered the room. Not a trick this time. Mountain magic, from before the
time the Barbegazi had moved below the timberline. Ancient power slid through the space like
hoarfrost. Grim fought down his own shivering.  


The Seelie’s ears were rimmed with ice. Spots of white and yellow marked the beginning of frostbite
on Gowan’s cheeks. His hands were reddening around the joints. “Stop it,” he rasped.


“It’s a curse, Gowan. It doesn’t stop unless they rescind it.” Grim had to stiffen his jaw to keep his teeth
from chattering. “And this is only a taste of what it’s like. A brief demonstration, more or less. Give them
to me and the curse won’t be imposed. Drag them off to the punishment suite, and you and your men
had better lay in a supply of electric blankets.”





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AUTHOR Bio and Links:


Meg Benjamin is an award-winning author of contemporary romance. Her newest series, the Folk, is a
paranormal trilogy set in Colorado. Meg’s Konigsburg series is set in the Texas Hill Country and her
Salt Box and Brewing Love trilogies are set in the Colorado Rockies (both are available from Entangled
Publishing). Along with contemporary romance, Meg is also the author of the paranormal Ramos Family
trilogy from Berkley InterMix. Meg’s books have won numerous awards, including an EPIC Award, a
Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Award, the Holt Medallion from Virginia Romance Writers, the
Beanpot Award from the New England Romance Writers, and the Award of Excellence from Colorado
Romance Writers. Meg’s Web site is http://www.MegBenjamin.com. You can follow her on Facebook
(http://www.facebook.com/meg.benjamin1), Pinterest (http://pinterest.com/megbenjamin/), and Twitter
(http://twitter.com/megbenj1). Meg loves to hear from readers—contact her at meg@megbenjamin.com.



Interview with Meg Benjamin:
1. What is your favorite part of this book and why?
I really loved doing the opening chapter, although I rewrote it many, many times. I was trying to create the world of the Folk, the groups of fairies living in the foothill suburbs of Denver, and present it through two opposite points of view: my heroine and my hero. My heroine is mortal and she really doesn’t understand what she’s seeing at the club where she’s a barmaid. Some things seem a little weird to her, but she convinces herself she’s not really seeing anything unusual. My hero, on the other hand, is a Guardian of the Ward, a Folk cop in other words, and he’s seeing what’s really going on at the club. Yet it doesn’t seem weird to him because it’s his normal. It was a hard chapter to write because I had to introduce a lot of unfamiliar terminology without explanation (since my hero would see no need to clarify things to himself) and hope that readers would put up with me until the later chapters where I could explain things. But at the same time it was lots of fun to simply dive into the Folk world head first and work out the details later.

2. If you could spend time with a character from your book whom would it be? And what would you do during that day?
I’d love to spend some time with Prince Bertie, one of those characters who start out minor and end by becoming major (he’s the hero of Book 3, Found). I’d love to have a long conversation with Bertie over a bottle of excellent wine (he’d know what to choose, of course) since he’s the character with the most knowledge about the Folk. Plus given his background as the son of Queen Alcina, he’d be up on all the nuances of palace intrigue and gossip. I’d choose one of the restaurants/bars that I used as background for the novel, maybe one of the ones along Clear Creek in Golden, so that we could have a pleasant afternoon dishing about fairies in the Rockies.

3. If you could have been the author of any book ever written, which book would you choose?
My favorite romance novel is Loretta Chase’s Lord of Scoundrels, and I’d love to have written something that well crafted. Another one along the same lines is Sarah Smith’s The Knowledge of Water. I truly admire writers who use an elegant style. I very much wish I could do what they’re doing!

4. Are your characters based off real people or did they all come entirely from your imagination?
Since I’m dealing with supernatural characters for the most part, they’re largely from my imagination. But I don’t think any character is ever wholly made up. Bits of other people’s behavior work their way into your descriptions and you may find yourself seeing a character played by a particular actor. I think of Prince Bertie using an English accent for some of his speeches, for example, so I found myself picturing Tom Hiddleston or Benedict Cumberbatch doing the role. But Bertie isn’t either of those actors really. They just provided me with some details.

5. What made you want to become a writer?

Probably my love of reading. Books have always played a big role in my life—reading is my favorite way to spend my spare time. It was a natural transition to want to make books, too.



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Catching Dragos by Gail Koger


Catching Dragos
by Gail Koger

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Everyone
calls Mariah Smith the Judge. No, she doesn't wear a black robe or
sit on a bench. She provides a unique service to those who have been
wronged. She's an expert in paybacks both psychic and
magical.



Mariah's
next target is the famous supermodel Fabian. Smoking hot body, the
face of an Italian sinner and dumb as a rock. His crime? Sticky
fingers. The man whore makes millions of dollars a year, but can't
resist seducing elderly women out of their jewelry? How does she
resist all that tanned, male perfection and unmask Fabian as the
gigolo he truly is?

Mariah
soon discovers Mister Sticky fingers isn't quite as dim-witted as he
acts. He's actually the Dragos clan's top demon hunter who is
stealing back magical artifacts that open gateways to hell. Now that
she's attracted Fabian's attention, he's determined to possess her
and her magical abilities.
 




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Excerpt:


My name’s Mariah Smith, but everyone calls me the Judge. No, I don’t wear a black robe or sit on a bench. Using my psychic and magical abilities, I provide a unique service to those who have been wronged. I’m in the business of paybacks.
How did I choose this career path? Justice. I wanted justice for my father. Dad was one hell of a cop. His partner, Dan Harvey, not so much.
Dan’s midlife crisis led him to dump his wife of twenty years and shack up with Bambi, a hot-to-trot teenager. When my dad found out she was only sixteen, he tried to talk his partner into stopping the affair. When that didn’t work, my father was forced to tell the chief of police what was going on.
That ended Dan’s career, his illicit affair, and their partnership. The court sentenced the idiot to a year in county lockup. The minute Dan got out of jail and foundout Bambi had moved on to fresher game, he lost it.
He cleaned out his ex-wife’s bank account, shot my father, and fled. My dad survived but had to learn to walk again. The lame-ass detective they assigned to the case misplaced the evidence, and the county attorney refused to prosecute.
Using my rather awesome psychic abilities, I tracked the jerk to Mexico. While my dad recovered from a bullet in the back, Dan was having the time of his life in Acapulco.
He drove a flashy red sports car and had a luxury villa with a spectacular view of the bay. I was going to teach Dan a well-deserved lesson. First he would lose his libido, his looks, his money, the car, and the villa.
Dan’s oversexed libido was in high gear, and he wasn’t content until he had bedded at least five women a day. Did he practice safe sex? Hell, no. He liked going commando, and Senorita Clap soon had him walking like a bowlegged cowboy. It was a real shame his meds didn’t work.
Disguised as a maid, I soon discovered Dan took a popular baldness drug that had some rather nasty side effects. It caused men’s genitals to shrink, and within a month 80 percent of the users became impotent. I tripled his dose, and damn, it worked. He couldn’t get it up, and not even the little blue pill helped.
Dan was an extremely vain man. Instead of getting braces for his son, he blew the money on veneers for his own teeth. I added a mixture of nicotine, black tar, and a dash of magic to his toothpaste. Presto! Pearly whites gone. I hacked his bank account, sent the money back to his ex-wife, and reported Dan’s bogus credit cards to the Mexican Federales and his landlord.
Next, I hotwired Dan’s sports car and drove it down to the poorer side of town. I watched gleefully as it was stripped down to the frame. I had it towed back to his villa.  Dan threw a hissy fit and unloaded his Glock into the remains. Sometimes getting your car back simply isn’t enough.
Dan’s expression when he got arrested for fraud? Priceless. He’s now doing time in a Mexican prison. That’s what I call justice.
As time passed, my reputation grew. I became very selective about the cases I took. I’m not a killer. My retributions were carefully planned out to expose the villains’ crimes and get closure for the victims.
My current target was the famous supermodel Fabian. Smoking hot body, the face of an Italian sinner, and dumb as a rock. His crime? Sticky fingers. The man-whore makes millions of dollars a year, but can’t resist seducing elderly women out of their jewelry? I’m not talking about mature women of fifty or sixty. I’m talking old. His latest victim, Ethel Rossi, was eighty-five, hard of hearing, and had a bad habit of misplacing her dentures.
Rumor has it, Ethel fell asleep during the act. Maybe Fabian’s not the fabled lover everyone says he is. The Rossi family hired me to retrieve the three-hundred-year-old medallion he walked off with and unmask him as the gigolo he truly was.



How
do I come up with my stories? Being psychotic helps. I was a 9-1-1
dispatcher for way too long. All those years of wild requests, screwy
questions, bizarre behavior and outrageous demands have left me with
a permanent twitch and an uncontrollable craving for chocolate. Don’t
get me wrong. Working as a 9-1-1 dispatcher can be very rewarding.
BUT - some days I felt like the entire world was nuts. I mean, c’mon,
who in their right mind calls 9-1-1 for the winning lottery numbers?
To keep from hitting myself repeatedly in the head with my phone, I
took up writing.




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Isaac Comett by R.T. Driver


Isaac
Comett: My Life as a Shard Knight
by
R.T. Driver

Genre:
YA SciFi Fantasy

It's
2003, and the coldest of seasons has arrived, filled with monsters,
robots and dead beat dads.



Isaac
believed his only job was to blow off homework, play video games and
get a date with his crush, the cunning local delinquent June Farnell;
not defend his hometown from vicious space pirates!

On
one Fall afternoon, he and his friends are attacked by aliens seeking
the Memorite Shards; crystals that grant the user superpowers. His
comfortable life with his mom and younger brother is gone, and he's
forced to fight a secret war against the merciless Cyborg, Straum.
Even when they gain the shard's protection, more questions about
their unyielding attackers arise, and their only source for answers
is another shady alien, and fellow Memorite user, Chenzo.

Lying
to his mom and swinging a sword become Isaac's new life as he, June
and the others train to become Shard Knights; defenders of the
Memorite. Unfortunately for him, he's the team's weakest link, and
surviving the one year bonding period to the crystal seems less
likely with each battle. And what's worse, his estranged father Zack
is back in town after a year long hiatus, ready to "set things
right"...again.

Will
Isaac defeat Straum's army of mechanical warriors, save his family
and live long enough to put on his graduation cap, or will Comett
burn out like so many others before him? 

Join
Isaac, June, the slick talking Austin, his brainy beauty girlfriend
Emma, and the comic-book obsessed Fiora in this epic sci-fi rumble
and see what being a hero is REALLY all about!

-Realistic
characters of different races and backgrounds that deal with true to
life issues, such as school drama, dating, divorced parents and
neglect.

-No
lengthy, needless descriptions make for a satisfying
read.

-Immersive,
over-the-top action influenced by video games, anime, and science
fiction movies while seasoned with emotional encounters throughout.
Feel like a part of a super hero team!

-Edited
for quality and easy navigation!


First
Release Testimonials
"A
Good Mashup of Anime and Sci-Fi Story Telling" - Flipino
Fuego

"Looking
Forward to More!" - Ms. Chea

"The
pace is perfect, the reading is very comfortable, and the material is
appropriate for all ages. Although this book is geared
towards...young adults, I...couldn't put it down! I definitely
recommend this suspenseful book to everyone who enjoys a good read."
-Mrs. Wygant



Excerpt:

#2
Scene: Isaac waits at a local Cafe for his friend Austin to show up, but instead comes face to face with the dangerous Cyborg, Captain Straum.
I checked my phone. It was about time for Austin to show up. Boredom from his delay must have been on my face because the guy started talking to me.
"Waiting for someone?" he asked, not taking his eyes off the page he was reading.
"Yep."
"You know, I admire the youth around here. They are so much more unique than where I come from. Most tend to act the same. No real distinctions. It's boring."
I nodded, not wanting to invite more talk from the droll voice behind the pages, but he didn't care about my desire for solitude.
"Take that hair of yours for example; its wild, unkempt and screams personality." His wrinkled face was on me. "Definitely a first for me." I really didn't like it when strangers got overly personal. It felt like they were overstepping some sort of unspoken social boundary.
"Can I help you with something?"
"Can you?" he asked, looking at me over his glasses. I had a bad feeling in my stomach as his toothy grin grew. They looked too white to be real, and his gums too bright and pink for his age.
"I think I should go." I said. I stood, deciding to text Austin and tell him to meet somewhere with less busybodies.  
As I walked away the creepy man suddenly grabbed my arm with his gloved hand. The rest of his body stayed facing forward while he latched on to me with a frighteningly tight grip. Any harder and I would have yelped out loud in pain. My adrenaline rushed and my crystal pulsed.
"Easy, we wouldn't want to make a scene now would we?" he said smugly.
"Let me go or-!"
"You'll what? Use that stone on me?"
I felt my heart skip a beat. How in the world he knew I had a Memorite piece under my shirt, I had no idea. He didn't give off the same vibe as Chenzo or even a Seeker. He was something much worse. I shook him off and slowly sat down at his table. I didn't dare take my eyes off him.
"I got your attention with that one, didn't I?" he said, setting aside the periodical. The man leaned forward, folding his hands like he was a boss about to interview a nervous job applicant.  
"Who are you?" I could feel the Memorite's power building up on my chest.
"I could be a friend, or I could be an enemy. All of that really depends on what you do." he said, smiling the whole time. I wanted to make a run for it again but an invisible force in his voice commanded that I stayed.
"By now you must realize that Memorite is no laughing matter, my friend. You and your companions must be scared from all that's happened." If he hadn't acted so sketchy before, I might have thought he was really concerned by his change of tone.
"Wait a sec, how did you know we have the stones?" I asked.
He didn't say anything.
"And how do you know what's been going on?" It all pretty much came together as I spoke that sentence. His bright teeth reappeared. For the briefest of moments, the rounded pearls in his mouth swapped out for blue sharp spikes. My heart jumped into my chest and I started sweating.
"...Straum...?" I whispered.
"So you know of me then? That must mean that the Shard Knight reached you before I did." he said with disappointment. His movements and expressions seemed real, but there was an unnatural syntheticness about him. Our mentor's warning echoed in my mind.
"Why do you want the Memorite?" I asked quietly.
There was a silence as the unhappy employee wiped down the tables around us, then moved back to her spot behind the cash register.
"A good question that you deserve to know the answer to. I need it to help liberate the worlds from corruption." I didn't expect him to be so forward, or to say that. I thought his answer would have been more along the lines of To Eliminate All For My Liege! or something.
"Well then?" I asked.
"What is your name, boy?" he asked. He already seemed to know so much, I didn't think it mattered. Besides, something behind those red glasses almost yanked the words from my throat.
"Isaac. Isaac Comett."
"Isaac," he brushed aside a loose strand of ghostly white hair that had come loose from his hat, "you must understand that the struggle for the Memorite is not black and white as that man Chenzo would have you think. You see, the Shard Knights have been harboring the Memorite Core for themselves. For some reason, they have given themselves the right to govern how the Core is used and who can use it. In other words, only they are allowed to possess it and anyone else using it is branded a threat." I probably shouldn't have been listening to his garbage, but his voice kept me in my seat. "I've found a way to stop their tyranny."
"They do it to keep it away from shady characters like you." I said. I'm not sure if I would have believed me with how I sounded.
"Please, no!" he said, moving his palms up from the table. He seemed upset that he had gotten me riled up.
I swallowed and tried to focus on Chenzo's warning. The person before me wasn't real. "Anyone who has to send monsters out that nearly kill me and my friends qualifies as a scumbag. I don't know who I believe, but Chenzo is looking a whole lot more trustworthy than you right now."
Straum didn't look like an evil robot man then. He tilted his head towards the table, appearing guilty almost. I don't know if that was really the right word for it, but he did seem a little sad. It almost made me feel bad for what I said, but that quickly went away as he continued.
"You are young. Myself and my superior have no interest in your planet. That is why I have been operating in quiet to obtain the Memorite so as not to disturb the nature of things here. I don't want to start a conflict, Isaac. This land is strange to me."
"Good job so far." I said borrowing Austin's sarcasm. My eyes didn't leave his face.
"I am ready to make you an offer, Isaac Comett. I will cease any attempts to take the shards through force if, and only if you are willing to cut off ties with Chenzo and any other Shard Knights. If you do so, I will peacefully wait the one year interval for them to unbind from you, then be on my way." I tossed out his suggestion before he even opened his mouth.
"We're done here." I said. I got up and walked away. The door never looked so beautiful.
"Isaac," he began. I stopped at his suddenly angrier voice. His chair squeaked as he turned around.
"Comets may shine bright, but they all burn out eventually. How long will you last, I wonder?"






Isaac
Comett: Interstellar Warrior

Isaac,
June, Austin and the others are halfway through their bonding period
with the powerful Memorite Crystals, but their adventure is far from
over.



Fighting
Androids and Seekers has become second nature to the team, but their
unity is put to the test when personal feelings from a bad breakup
get in the way of being heroes. With graduation only weeks away,
their parents growing suspicious of their activities, and two of the
warriors ready to rip each other's heads off, it seems like things
couldn't get worse...

But
they do.

Isaac
and the others depart for the world of Rudesia to Recall the
remaining Shards. There's no rest for the tired friends, as not only
do they have a rich, stuck-up Count on their tails, but complications
from a new, less welcome addition to their group.

The
chance for an early freedom and end to the Memorite War has come!
Will Isaac's emotional wounds heal in time, or will they lead to a
deathblow for the Shard Knights?

-Picks
up after My Life as a Shard Knight

-Inspired
by Video Games, Anime and Manga

-Crazy
sci-fi action throughout!

-Addresses
issues of change, what makes a healthy relationship, and the
consequences of greed and violence

-Includes
pages of concept art and character designs!






R.T.
(Robert Treat) Driver was born in New Haven, CT in 1990, and grew up
in the city of Milford with his hard-working mother and "too
smart for his own good" brother. Throughout his teenage years he
researched and flip flopped between dozens of ideal jobs. He
eventually went to a Porter & Chester Institute for Electronics
in 2009 where he learned the wonders of debt. After working as a
Program Manager in a circuit board plant for years, he chose self
employment to have more time for his wife and personal
pursuits.



Ever
since his exposure to Japanese Animation and author Christopher
Wooding's Broken Sky, R.T. created many unused manuscripts that were
better off not seeing the light of day. The first project he released
was Isaac Comett: My Life as a Shard Knight in 2014, then re-released
the series after heavy edits in 2017.

R.T.
Currently lives in Branford, CT with his supportive wife and her army
of stuffed animals.







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Mercy Brown: Part Two by Tiki Cos

Title: Mercy Brown Part 2
Series: Mercy Brown
Author: Tiki Kos 
Genre: YA Horror/Dystopian Paranormal
Release Date: June 20, 2018
Cover Design: Yvonne at Ammonia Book Covers


Humanity is on the brink of extinction.

One month after the events in Goodsprings, Mercy Brown is welcomed into the wasteland that is now the United States. The vampire virus has run rampant across the world. What is left of humanity is scattered.

Separated from Sebastien and Amanda, Mercy must navigate this new world by herself, embarking on a journey to find her friends, stop the vampires, and save the world.

As she fights for survival, Mercy discovers who she can trust. Will she ever be safe again?

For fans of The Walking Dead and Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Tiki Kos presents the second part of the YA horror/dystopia saga, Mercy Brown.
















I was born and raised in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. I started working on my first YA novel Daughter of The Night in 2016. The first book in the trilogy.I have been married to my husband Joel since 2015 but together since 2008. I am a mother of two wonderful children, Aiden (5) and Scarlett (2). When I'm not working on stories, you can find me drinking copious amounts of coffee and eating sushi. In my very rare moments of spare time, I enjoy baking/canning, reading fantasy books, gardening and playing video games.


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