Monday, July 23, 2018

Winter Flowers (The Flower Series #2) by Tani Hanes

Winter Flowers (The Flowers Series #2)
Genre: NA Romance
Release Date: July 20th 2018


What ever happened to Pete and Daisy? 

When we left them, their daughter had just been born, and some momentous decisions had been made.

It’s now four years later. Their family has grown, as has their love for each other. Clio is a rocky smart, precocious four year old, and she’s been joined by baby sister Francie. Pete’s career as a musician is finally taking off, and things should be rosy; however, fame and fortune bring their own pitfalls, and a voice from the past arrives in their lives, threatening to upset everything they’ve worked for.

Can they survive Pete’s success, and the long shadow cast by Daisy’s past? How will Pete deal with groupies, temptation, and prolonged separation from his family? And how far is Daisy willing to go to protect those she loves? 

Join the Santangelos on this rollicking roller coaster second installment of their journey.

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Winter Flowers Excerpt #2

Clio looked dubiously between her parents. “Hunh? It what?
The three of them were sitting in her parents’ bedroom, on their big, fluffy bed. It was Clio’s favorite place in the entire house, as it smelled like both her mother and her father. It was a cloudy afternoon, with rain imminent, though none had hit the ground yet. Francie lay sleeping in the room she shared with her sister, the sister who was presently doubting the sanity of her mother and father.
Pete had just finished explaining how the baby had gotten in her mother’s tummy, and he and Daisy were looking expectantly at Clio. Her response to this was huge. It would color their home lives for the next six months.
That sounds like the biggest load of crap,” she finally said. Pete and Daisy looked at each other and resisted the urge to laugh.
You’re telling me that something from Daddy joined together with something from Mommy, and it turned into a bunch of tiny cells, and they’re inside Mommy’s tummy right now, growing into a baby? No, sorry, her, um uterus?” The unfamiliar word rolled off her tongue.
Clio was nothing if not precocious, both of them knew that. Her aptitude tests, placement tests for pre-school, and frankly every kind of test they’d ever given her was off the charts for intelligence; she was the smartest, the most articulate four-year-old most people had ever encountered.
That fierce intellect was now focused on her mother and father, her go-to source for anything and everything, as if she could no longer understand their accents.
How did it happen?” she finally threw out into the huge silence. “How did the, um, sperm get to Mommy’s egg? Did it just fly through the air?” And she made a jumping motion with her hand to clarify her meaning.
Pete sighed and rolled his eyes, running his fingers through his hair. Daisy swallowed, looking around the room as if for inspiration. They again looked at each other, both utterly at a loss as to how to proceed.
Well, no, it didn’t fly through the air,” Pete finally answered. He blew out another breath, making his cheeks huge. “You know how Daddy has a penis? And Mommy doesn’t, right? Well, there’s an extra opening down there that women have, and we fit together, and that’s how my sperm and Mommy’s egg met, inside Mommy’s body…” he trailed off to see the effect his words were having.
And when you guys do this it’s called ‘sex,’” Clio said, brows drawn together, just like Pete. Clio wore a searching look, her “detective look,” Pete and Daisy called it. It was the look she got when she needed to know something, and was going to find out, no matter what. “So that’s how you got me? And Francie? By fitting yourselves together?”
Pete and Daisy both nodded, relieved. The end might actually be in sight.
So what about Uncle Evan and Uncle Bjorn?” she asked skeptically. “They have Molly and Ethan, but they don’t fit together, do they? They’re both boys.”
She looked from Pete to Daisy, her face one big question mark. “How did they get Molly and Ethan if they can’t do what you guys are saying? Sex? Or can they? Can one man put his penis in a different opening on another man and make a baby?”
No, only a man and a woman together can make a baby, though any grownups who want can have sex; but it wouldn’t be fair if only man-and-woman families could have children, would it?” Daisy asked. “So when there’s a woman who wants to be a mommy, or a man who wants to be a daddy, they can adopt children, from anywhere in the world. You remember how Molly has dark skin? The man and woman who made her are from Africa, and they couldn’t take care of her, so they let Uncle Evan and Uncle Bjorn adopt her, get it?”
And thankfully, Clio was nodding, beginning to smile.
So you guys are just lucky that you can make a baby with each other,” she said. “Right? Otherwise, you could adopt, too? From anywhere?”
Esattamente,” Pete said, relief all over his face. “Sometimes people get sick and die, or they can’t take care of a child. Sometimes people make a baby by accident, and aren't ready for it or whatever, and other people who want a family can adopt those children.”
Oops, too far. Clio’s look of dawning comprehension was replaced by another question mark. What now?
Hold on, Daddy, how do people do that by accident?” She looked between them again, and Daisy wished the bed would just open up and swallow her. She always prided herself, as did Pete, on being completely forthright with their kids. “As much truth as they can handle, always,” had been their motto, and it had been going gangbusters until this major pileup.
Clio, mistaking her parents’ silence for a lack of comprehension, proceeded to elucidate. “How do people ‘accidentally’ have sex?” she asked, even putting air quotes, which she knew Daisy hated, around the word “accidentally.” “Is that something that can happen in, like, a car accident or something? Or when people aren’t paying attention when they walk?”
Fuck. Fuckfuck.
Daisy pursed her lips, and bit the inside of her mouth, hard. She mustn’t laugh at her daughter’s very legitimate question. Pete wasn’t having as much success, and was grinning.
No, baby, the sex isn’t the accidental part. People like to have sex.” He looked at his wife, who was hanging on his every word, eyebrows so high they were in danger of disappearing into her hairline.
People like to have sex,” he repeated, trying to figure out how to continue, “but they don’t always want a baby, you see? The baby is the accident, the lovely surprise.”
So the new baby is a surprise?” Clio asked, gesturing at Daisy’s tummy.
Yes, it’s a lovely surprise,” Daisy agreed. Pete had, for once, hit upon a wonderful turn of phrase. “It’s something we didn't even know we wanted until we got it.”
Clio, ever the practical creature, had more questions for her floundering parents. “So when do you guys do sex?” she asked. “Have sex, have sex, I mean,” she corrected herself, and Daisy again marveled at the human brain, which could hear a phrase once and learn it and use it correctly. Clio looked around the bedroom, eyes finally coming to rest on the bed upon which all three sat.
Her eyes widened and she jumped off the bed. “Here? You guys do that here?” she asked, hands spread wide. She looked like they’d just told her they liked to drink from the toilet. She looked at the bed carefully, as though it might accidentally impregnate her.
She again looked from Pete to Daisy. “I’m not doing that for a long time, okay?” she said, shaking her head, making her ponytail swing from side to side. “I’m too little, right?”
And at those words Pete did laugh out loud, holding his arms out to his amazing four year old daughter. “Yes, you’re definitely too little, Topolina, you don’t have to worry about anything like this for years and years, I promise.”
I think that’s enough talking, you guys, okay?” she asked as she hid her head in her father’s neck.
Yes, yes, definitely,” Daisy said, laughing herself.
As they were leaving the bedroom, she thought of one more question. “So you guys had to do that thing, that ‘sex’ thing, two times?” Her voice indicated that she was very impressed. “Wow, you must’ve wanted Francie and me a lot, hm?”

About the Author

My name is Tani Hanes, and I am a 51 year old substitute teacher. I'm from central California and am a recent transplant to New York City. The most important things to know about me are that I'm punctual, I love grammar and sushi, and I'm very intolerant of intolerance. The least important things to know about me are that I like to knit and I couldn't spell "acoustic" for 40 years. I've wanted to write since I was ten, and I finally did it. If you want to write, don't wait as long as I did, it's pointless, and very frustrating!

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The Liberty Box Series book 3 by C.A. Gray

Author: C.A. Gray

Narrator: Melissa Williams

Series: The Liberty Box series, Book 3

Length: 7 hours 26 minutes

Publisher: Wanderlust Publishing

Genre: Young Adult, Science Fiction

The haven city of Beckenshire has been demolished, and most of the rebels lie beneath the rubble. The few that remain scramble to communicate with the outside world, knowing that if they are to stand a chance in the coming war, they can't do it alone. In a last ditch effort to grow their ranks, the remaining rebels systematically destroy the repeaters which help to propagate the control center signals. And it's working: citizens in targeted cities are waking up in droves. But Ben Voltolini will stop at nothing to quell the uprising before it has a chance to get off the ground. And he has one major ace up his sleeve: Kate Brandeis.

During Kate's broadcast to the nation, Voltolini unleashed targeted brainwave signals against her, causing her to allow both Jackson MacNamera's capture, and her own. Now, despite Voltolini's exquisite wining and dining, she can't seem to stop the panic attacks. Whom can she trust? What is truth? Is there even such a thing?

Meanwhile, imprisoned and hopeless, Jackson realizes the depths of his feelings for Kate only after he has already lost her. The incredible self-control upon which he prides himself gets put to the ultimate test when he meets an unlikely ally who just may turn the tide in the rebels' favor - but only if Jackson can put aside his own bitterness. In this gripping conclusion to The Liberty Box Trilogy, new and surprising alliances are formed, passions run high, and our heroes learn what they are really made of. Do they have what it takes to fight for freedom - even if it means paying the ultimate price?
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By day, C.A. Gray is a Naturopathic Medical Doctor (NMD) with a primary care practice in Tucson, AZ, and she writes medical books under her real name (Dr. Lauren Deville). She lives with her husband, with whom she maintains a facetiously contentious movie review blog, and travels as often as they can get away. When not writing or seeing patients, she does yoga, drinks red wine while eating dark chocolate, and consumes audiobooks like there’s no tomorrow!


Narrator Bio

Melissa lives with her family, including two dogs and a cat, in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains near Denver, Colorado.

After having a corporate job for most of her life, and as a self-proclaimed introvert, she decided to leave corporate America to work from home. Voice overs had always tugged at her heart as something she would like to explore, so she attended some classes and landed with a company that taught her how to break in to the industry.

Loving to read, she explored the fast growing world of audiobooks and fell in love with it. She has ten audiobooks under her belt and is currently working on the 11th. Understanding that she should always be learning how to improve her skills, she is currently working with Sean Pratt.

When not talking to herself in a padded room, she can be found walking her dog, singing or fishing the Arkansas River.


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The Nightlong Series by Sarah Michelle Lynch

Nightlong Series Book 1
Sarah Michelle Lynch

Erotic Thriller

taut, erotic thriller from the pen of Sarah Michelle Lynch, author of
the thrilling 
Rosa Series

Cleo wasn’t
my real name.
way I met 
Dante wasn’t
I was employed to do for him 
job was even more 
fell for a man I hated…
became someone I hated in the process…
patience and determination
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woman who
And fascinated me.

the end of my tale, you’ll know
man behind 
know who my heart belongs to
why I can 
give up
I am.

fixer could be fixed
fix me 
her . . . ?

Nightlong Series Book 3

highly evocative 
Nightlong series
concludes . . .

may be the 
The harshest
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may also be the one
way to overcome
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want to chase love
the risks in this instance
massive and the 
no one.

Doom seems
our fate,
Tragedy looms,
Murder taints
the air we breathe.

love triumph?
was this 
about love . . .

readers run at Sarah with hugs and kisses, while others shoot daggers
at her for killing their favourite character off. Sarah can only
apologise and say, "The story made me do it..."

Michelle Lynch is a former journalist who wrote a trilogy of science
fiction novels while on maternity leave. In 2012 she took a deep
breath and published the "Ravage Trilogy" which was later
re-edited and became the UNITY novels. Sarah is lucky that some
readers have been with her since the very beginning and have read all
the different books she’s written.

quickly became clear from reader response that Sarah has a flair for
penning erotic scenes and so, Sarah took inspiration from real-life
people around her and wrote "A Fine Profession", a
compelling and compassionate read. At book signings readers often
confess in a whisper that they’ve read this book – Sarah’s
first erotic novel – and sometimes, readers have even admitted it’s
their personal favourite.

loves nothing more than to put her feet up with a book and be
consumed by a story, so in turn, she endeavors to give you all this
and more.

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Hyena Queen by Ann Mayburn

My name is Synthia Rowley, and so far I really suck at saving the world.
I’m a latent shifter, a human that magically transformed into a hyena Queen. Crazy, right? You have no idea. When I turned twenty-five some magical chastity belt that had been completely blocking my sex drive snapped. One minute I was the ultimate shy science dork, the next I had curves that kill and a libido that won’t quit.
Good thing, ‘cause I’m supposed to have four husbands.
Yep, four. I’m destined to marry them all and they were all born to love me and only me. My own little harem. Here comes the really insane part. My husbands? The four men that I’ll be mated to for the rest of my life? They were born female and my pheromones will turn them into men. You heard me right, my hyena Queen pheromones will literally change my mates from women, into hulked out sexy studs. But if I don’t find and transform my mates, and soon, my world and everyone in it will be slaughtered by demons from a different dimension.
Good times.

About the Book

Hyena Queenby Ann Mayburn
Synthia Rowley Book One
Gender Fluid Reverse Harem Romance
Paranormal Romance
Publication Date
July 17, 2018
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About Ann Mayburn

With over forty published books, ANN MAYBURN is Queen of the Castle to her husband and three sons in the mountains of West Virginia. In her past lives she’s been an Import Broker, a Communications Specialist, a US Navy Civilian Contractor, a Bartender/Waitress, and an actor at the Michigan Renaissance Festival. She also spent a summer touring with the Grateful Dead-though she will deny to her children that it ever happened.
From a young Ann has had a love affair with books would read everything she could get her hands on. As Ann grew older, and her hormones kicked in, she discovered bodice ripping Fabio-esque romance novels. They were great at first, but she soon grew tired of the endless stories with a big wonderful emotional buildup to really short and crappy sex. Never a big fan of purple prose, throbbing spears of fleshy pleasure and wet honey pots make her giggle, she sought out books that gave the sex scenes in the story just as much detail and plot as everything else-without using cringe worthy euphemisms. This led her to the wonderful world of Erotic Romance, and she’s never looked back.
Now Ann spends her days trying to tune out cartoons playing in the background to get into her ‘sexy space’ and has accepted that her Muse has a severe case of ADD.
Ann loves to talk with her fans, as long as they realize she’s weird, and that sarcasm doesn’t translate well via text.
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Great Summer Reads Countdown Blitz Day 13

Shaunna Gonzales currently resides with her family in the greater Seattle area. Married over thirty years, her role as wife and mother of four continue to be her priorities. 

A storyteller in her youth, she endevored to extend her love of stories to the written word and in 2005 began to write her first novel. Though that manuscript will remain buried, she has continued to learn.
Once told by her doctors that she would never leave her wheelchair -- due to her Multiple sclerosis. It has been tucked in a closet while she continues on. (In other words muddles on.)

Shaunna has worked as a professional reviewer for InD'Tales eMagazine for three years. In 2012 she also served as the vice president of Moonwriters, the on-line chapter of American Night Writers Association (ANWA She prefers to write romantic fiction and has ventured into the romantic suspense, and time-travel genres. Her debut novel, Dark Day s of Promise was released by Desert Breeze Publishing in 2012 re-released 2015. 

Although she prefers to spend her days writing, she is willing to share what she has learned from the school of life and is often found "giving back." 

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Evie lives an idealic lifestyle until she travels to Seattle. Here she believes her dreams can flourish. 

But will her love save her when she is involved in a riding misfortune?

They stepped outside into the cool dampness. Patrick asked. “Have you known Evie long?”
Justin shut the door behind them. He turned to Patrick and answered. “Since we were kids, why?”
“I hope you’re better to her than Uncle Ben is,” Patrick said, a venomous edge in his words.
“A bit rash toward your own family aren’t you?” Justin asked. His steps shuffling back a step or two.
“He’s a marriage wrecker and a liar. I’ve nothing nice to say about the man.”
“Why?” Justin didn’t care for the man Patrick spoke of, and Justin welcomed any dirt Patrick could share. Enough negative information might help him convince Evie the guy was no good for her.
“He…” Patrick gazed at Justin in the dim glow coming from the yard light overhead as well as through the cabin window. “Heck, I hoped to tell Evie first, but since you’re family and it appears you are part of this…” Patrick left the sentence unfinished and moved on.
Justin’s thoughts darted to the kiss and Evie’s response. Had it been his wishful thinking or had she responded with desire that mirrored his own?
“I’m tired of keeping the man’s secret. Because of him, my own father left. Mother said the baby was Dad’s, but I knew better. I’d seen Ben sneak out of her room when Dad called up to the house to open the security gate. Mother and Ben always locked the gate so it would give Ben time to get out the back before Dad got there. But I saw him come and I saw him go.
“I may have only been ten, but I knew they were alone together for a reason. I never forgot, not one time. I kept it all written on the calendar some old aunt gave me so I could count down the days until my birthday. I kept that calendar, planning to show it to Dad when he came back. But he never did. Years later, when I was old enough to know what a relationship between a man and a woman entailed, I came to despise the man.
“He and Mother have the whole family believing that Georgiana is Dad’s little girl and that he left us high and dry. To this day, I know Dad wouldn’t do that, but then he wouldn’t share Mother with any man, not even his little brother.”
Justin listened quietly as Patrick confirmed Ben’s casual comment at their first meeting. The knowledge that Evie didn’t yet know about the man she involved herself with made his blood boil. Now he had another reason to hate Ben Bahrt.
“You’re sure your sister is Ben’s daughter? Couldn’t you be mistaken?”
“Maybe if I hadn’t kept that calendar, I wouldn’t be sure. But I confronted him about it once.”
Apparently, Patrick had proof of his accusation. Justin asked, “What did he say when you confronted him?”
“He laughed, and said short of a blood test, I’d never prove it.”
Justin liked his new brother-in-law, watching the rain hit the puddles in the newly carved ruts; Patrick told Justin how he’d met Jenni nine months ago at a company barbeque. They perceived a pair of squeals from inside and interrupted their conversation to rejoin Jenni and Evie.
“Are you two okay?” Patrick asked in concern.
Jenni laughed, “Evie’s just excited about our news.”
“Congratulations, ‘Daddy.’ Is the family laying odds to what day he or she will arrive, or if it’ll be a girl or boy?” Evie asked mischievously.
Hearing Evie’s question, Justin put his hand on Patrick’s shoulder. “Congratulations.”
“Not yet, they aren’t, but they will. Now that you’ve told Evie, my love, we need to make the rest of our rounds tonight,” Patrick said. He offered a hand to help Jenni to her feet.

 Justin stayed at a distance as the three bid one another good night. Evie closed the door and turned, finding him sitting on the edge of the seat Jenni had just vacated.

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