Thursday, October 31, 2019

Music Boxes by Tonja Drecker

Tonja Drecker

Middle Grade Fantasy 

only desire your talent...”

Lindsey McKay's biggest dream is to be a famous ballerina. But after
moving to New York, she ends up at the Community Center with a
teacher who’s a burly bear in tights.

she meets Madame Destinée, the teacher of a top dance school who
offers her classes for free, Lindsey can't believe her luck. In
exchange, she must perform in the school’s exclusive midnight
shows, ones sure to make her a star. But something’s not

by one, the other dancers disappear. Each time they do, a music box
with a figurine just like the missing ballerina joins Madame
DestinĂ©e’s growing collection. If Lindsey doesn’t discover the
truth about the dance school, she might end up a tiny figurine

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finishing her BA in International Studies at the University of
Denver, Tonja Drecker spent many years in Europe devouring chocolate,
cheese and wine while investigating the birth places of myths,
legends and mysterious tales.

residing somewhere in the back woods of the Ozarks, she writes away
while tending to chickens, cows and her family of six. Her stories
have been published in several collections and magazines including In
the Shadow of the Eagle's Eye in REAL GIRLS DON'T RUST (Spencer Hill
Press, 2013), A GLOWWORM (Black and White Publishing Company, 2017)
and Meringue, Murder and Marzipan in FULL DARK (Obsidian Books, 2017)
. She's an avid book reader, professional children's book reviewer,
outdoor addict and always in search of a new adventure (based in
reality, the imagination, or otherwise).

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Wednesday, October 30, 2019

I am Jade by Victoria Danes

am Jade
The Jade Sinclair Series
Book One

Genre: urban fantasy/paranormal

Date of Publication: December
17th 2017

ISBN: 9781976809347
ASIN: B0784753DJ

Number of pages: 199
Word Count: 52k

Formats available: mobi, epub,

Cover Artist: Donna Gambel

Tagline: No one’s secret is safe…

Book Description:

Misery loves company…and

Secrets have always been a touch
away for clairvoyant Jade Sinclair. On a good day, she can read into people’s
souls and uncover buried truths long forgotten. To help find three missing
teens, Jade uses her gift to assist the local PD in locating them, but soon
realizes this is one case she should have turned down because in Misery,
Pennsylvania, the monsters that used to lurk in the shadows have now come out
to play..

For police officer and werewolf,
Adrian Kincaid, life has become a tedious routine. But when he’s called to the
scene of an accident, he finds himself consumed with the urge to save the
unknown female victim. Jade. With seconds ticking by and her life slipping, he
does the one thing he’d sworn to never do, bite her, awakening something dark
and hungry inside her that could threaten not only the investigation, but
everything Jade thought she knew about herself. Can she silence the cravings
inside her and bring the teens home before it’s too late? Or will she become
the kind of monster she’s searching for?


As I walked in,
Celeste had Cross hypnotized against the bathroom wall. He looked to be
enjoying himself until he locked eyes with me.
handsome,” I said walking toward him.
“Who the fuck
are you?” he asked through bared teeth.
Celeste swiftly
knocked out his feet from under him, dropping him to the floor, and I quickly
straddled him so he couldn’t move. His dark eyes widened with surprise. My
strength had a way of catching people off guard.
“Oh, I’ve been
called lots of things,” I answered with a smile as I pulled out my gun. “But
tonight, my tits will be the last pair you see if you don’t talk to me.
Now…let’s play a little game.” I suggested.
The crease
between his brows deepened. “You got the wrong guy, lady. If you want to get
laid you’re going about it all wrong.”
“Tsk. Tsk.” I
clicked my tongue. “Wrong response, lover.”
His fear caused
my skin to tingle. It was a strange yet enjoyable feeling. I wasn’t a sadist,
but tonight I felt all kinds of wrong.
“Boss, you got
this?” Celeste asked from the corner of the room. She never liked this part of
my work.
“I’m good,” I
said. “You can go and tell them to give me ten minutes.”
She nodded and
headed out of the restroom.
Once she was
gone, and I was alone with Cross, I leaned down just above his mouth. “Let’s
play.” I proposed.
“Look, I don’t
know who you are, but I’m telling you, you got the wrong guy.” He squirmed.
don’t think so but nice try.”                                    
“Get the fuck
off me, lady!”
When he
struggled beneath me, I knocked him back down – hard. His breath left in a
Something told
me Carlisle Cross was a lover, not a fighter.
I think he
realized that I was much stronger than he anticipated.
“I don’t think
you want to piss me off. It’s been kind of a rough night,” I said.
“You don’t say,”
he grunted.
“Truth or dare?”
I asked.
I asked again slowly.
“Look, I don’t
know what sick fucking game you’re playing, but I’m not into it.”
“You’re pretty
brave to test me,” I said touching the gun to his cheek.
His heart
pulsated against my palm.
“Truth. Three
girls have gone missing, all in the same week, all last seen with you. Yes?”
He didn’t
answer. I elbowed him in the ribs and he cried out.
“Yes?” I asked
“Yes, yes…” he
admitted quickly.
“Now.” I took
off the safety on the gun. “I dare you to deny knowing where they are.”
His eyes grew
impossibly large. “Wait…wait…” He studied my face and then recognition sparked
in his eyes. “Hey, I know you. You’re the lady from the paper. You’re that 3D
chick. That’s it!” He grinned. “You work with the cops. You can’t shoot me,” he
stated matter-of-fact.
“Oh, can’t I?” I
taunted. “Are you sure?”
He didn’t
He had me
though. I couldn’t shoot him.
I pulled up my
gun and clicked the safety back on.
“You’re right.”
I pouted, putting my gun back in my waistband. “I can’t shoot you. But if you
read the paper, then you know what I am, don’t you?” I smiled through my red
“A freak?” he
“Maybe.” I
laughed dryly. “But a freak that can choose to be predator or prey. Guess which
one I chose to be tonight?” I whispered.
The power I
contained inside me slowly crawled into him like rushing spiders and invaded
his perverted mind like a parasite.
He screamed and
begged me to stop. I knew his head was feeling like it would explode. I let
that ride out before I attacked him with the crippling fear I’ve harbored from
previous kidnapped victims.
When I had
enough fun, I picked his mind for the information I wanted. I saw him chat with
these young ladies online and over the phone. I watched him charm them one by
one and make false promises to each of them, but when I was about to extract
the information I needed, something or someone cast me out.
My head felt
like it had been split open.
Breathless, I
tried to stand as police swarmed the room.
Faust made his
way to me but didn’t dare touch me. He knew better. I didn’t like to be

the Author:

Victoria Danes was born in
Transylvania, but grew up in the United States. She currently resides in
Pennsylvania with her husband and three children. Books have been her passion
ever since she was a little girl. She loves everything from mysteries and
thrillers, but holds a special place in her heart for historical romance. She
prefers reading and writing to watching television "because our imagination
can be much more entertaining."

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Lust: A Blood Moon Rising Werewolf Romance by Lola Taylor

Lust: A Blood Moon Rising Werewolf Romance
Blood Moon Rising
Companion Novella to Book 2
Lola Taylor

Genre: Werewolf Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Indigo Dreamer Press

Date of Publication: November 25, 2015

ISBN: ISBN-10: 0983513171
ISBN-13: 978-0983513179
ASIN: B018PH0R84

Number of pages: 188
Word Count: 42,000

Cover Artist: Deranged Doctor Design

A Blood Moon Rising Companion Novella, Takes Place During the Same Timeframe as Book 2 in the Main Series

Tagline: Can love be born from hatred?

Book Description:


Beta werewolf—and ex–bounty hunter—Shadow knew when his Alpha commanded—er, “politely growled”—for him to attend the werewolf summit, that it was going to royally suck. Not only does he not want to fool around with all that royal werewolf bullshit, but he also knows he’s not exactly everybody’s favorite guy. Considering he ruined a lot of those werewolves’ lives in his old profession, he’ll be lucky if he can survive the weekend. Not to mention his mating Fever is driving him insane—and so is the feisty Alpha female he’s Marked as his mate.


Spirited Breanna Whiteclaw is barely holding it together. With an ornery Alpha named Strider out to make her—and her pack —his own, and with her pack recovering from recent attacks by an unknown enemy, she has her paws full. Attending the summit means leaving her pack in their time of need, but as a royal werewolf, she knows she has no choice. Add to that the fact that her Blood Moon is approaching, and she has yet to find a mate—until the devilishly handsome Shadow Marks her as his own.


Shadow never intended to go through with the mating ceremony—especially with the daughter of a man he killed. But his Fever has other plans. The more he’s around her, the more he craves her touch, longs to hear her voice, and aches to claim her.

From the moment Shadow’s Mark formed on her hand, Breanna knew her mate-bond was destined for failure. The bounty hunter responsible for her father’s death is the last wolf on this earth she could ever bind herself to forever. But if she wants to remain Alpha and save her pack, she might not have a choice. As Strider closes in on her, she finds herself relying on Shadow’s quiet strength—and craving those rough hands all over her curves.

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Shadow felt her
watching him before he saw her.
His eyes
followed his senses, locking onto a tall raven-haired woman with olive skin.
Her eyes were slanted and deep brown, her brows thick and black, her lips full.
Her features made her look like an Indian princess. Tribal tattoos of black ink
covered her biceps and wrists in bands. The simplicity of her inky dress
complimented the turquoise stones dangling from her ears. She was radiant.
And pissed as
hell as she stormed over to him.
He raked his
brain, trying to figure out who this woman was.
“How dare you
show your face here, murderer!” she screeched, getting right in his face. Anger
seethed from every pore in her lovely, toned body. Not that he was looking.
Eyes upward,
He didn’t flinch
at the flung insult. He’d been called worse.
Drake stepped up
to stand beside him. “Breanna,” he said smoothly, ever the diplomat. “I see
you’ve met my new head of security, Sh—”
“I know who he
is,” she spat, still glaring at him. “He’s the man who murdered my father.”
Stunned silence
followed the statement. It was the first time Shadow had seen Drake struck
speechless. A crowd had gathered around them as people pretended to be chatting
but were secretly listening to the fight.
Drake at last
shook his head and cleared his throat. “I’m sorry, you must be mistaken.”
“No,” Breanna
said coldly, holding Shadow’s gaze. The burning fire in her eyes only made her
more attractive. Breanna... Breanna… why couldn’t he remember who she was?
“I’ll never forget the face of the man who killed Bear Whiteclaw.”
Bear White… Oh
This was his
daughter? Shadow remembered seeing her at his trial, giving a passionate
testimony that nearly had the jury ruling in favor of killing his ass. He
hadn’t recognized her. She’d changed in the years since they’d met. She’d grown
more into a woman.
A harder, colder
version of the tearful pup mourning over her father, a man who deserved to rot
in hell for the crimes he’d committed against mankind and paranormals alike.
Killing Bear Whiteclaw had been doing the world a favor. Instead, it had earned
him the scorn of a lot of people, including the fiery female in front of him.
Words of apology
dried up in his mouth. How did you say you were sorry for something like that?
“Miss, I—”
“What? You’re
sorry? Don’t you dare lie to me, you son of a bitch.” Her dainty hands formed
fists, which trembled at her sides. Blood dribbled between her fingers,
dripping to the floor. Her claws must have come out. He’d bet his retirement
she was itching to tear his face off. She’d probably smile while doing it.
A tall blond man
who looked as if he could bench press a bus walked up to Breanna and whispered
something in her ear. The tension eased out of her, but only slightly.
She stepped up
to Shadow, her lips brushing his cheek and making him shiver.
“If it’s the
last thing I do,” she whispered, “I’ll kill you.”
In one fluid
motion, she was gone. He watched her walk away, his body too wired from the
heat burning through him.

A fire that had
blazed to life the second her lips had caressed his skin with the threat of

About the Author:

“Lola Taylor” is a pen name created for the romances I can’t show my grandma without blushing. My favorite genre to write is romantic suspense, usually involving hot werewolves, warlocks, or any other type of paranormal creature. Keep the action hot and the romance hotter—that’s my motto! I’m a horror film junkie, I still love Halloween as an adult (seriously, I think I get more excited for it than some kids do), and what precious spare time I have is spent with my family, reading (everything from sci fi to middle grade), playing the flute, painting pretty pictures, or screwing around on Pinterest or Etsy. Hailing from the South, I currently live in the Midwest with five fur babies and my hubby.

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Monday, October 28, 2019

Miss Demeanor, P.I. Series by Joanne Jaytanie

I Love You
Demeanor P.I. Book 1
Joanne Jaytanie

Romantic Suspense, Mystery, Adventure 

don’t let rocks hold them back. River Nightingale has decided to
blow past the rocky men in her life.

played by the rules for too long—especially when it came to her
career as a cop. She was the top closer of cases for years, but
promotions in her small town cop shop went to her less productive
male counterparts. River decides it’s time to change careers. She
leaves her small town to purchase a Seattle private detective agency
and become her own boss.

Detective Gage Hamlin takes pride in his job; he closes cases and
fosters justice. All that changed the day River Nightingale sauntered
into his office. River has him questioning his pride, his cases, and
his aversion to private detectives, especially beautiful private

client thinks Gage got it wrong, and River is forced to prove Gage
missed a murder. Will River and Gage find a way to play nice, or will
River be forced to leave Gage behind?

As Bad
Demeanor, P.I. Book 2

private investigator River Nightingale, the stakes are high, and her
losses are twice as bad.

has already lost a partner to a better job, and now a truck has mowed
down another partner and a key informant. Her surviving crew is
reeling and dead set on finding the killer. Working with them is a
Seattle PD homicide detective, Gage Hamlin. Gage and River have been
a volatile combination since day one, but now it’s twice as tense,
as they both seek the killer and Gage struggles to keep River

the waterfront, Seattle is known for slinging fish, but River’s
stakeout of a seafood plant reveals that fish aren’t the only thing
being sold on the docks. And if River isn’t careful, fish aren’t
the only thing that will end up dead on the docks.

dangers lurk closer with every clue River uncovers. River’s
business, her relationship, her friends, and her life are all in
jeopardy. And the cost of solving the case is at least twice as bad
as usual.

Joanne was born and
raised in Sherburne, New York, a quaint village surrounded by dairy
farms and rolling hills. From the moment she could read she wanted to
explore the world. During her college years, she slowly crept across
the country, stopping along the way in Oklahoma, California, and
finally Washington State, which she now proudly calls home. She lives
with her husband and Dobermans, in their home located on the Olympic
Peninsula with a panoramic view of the Olympic Mountains.
Joanne writes
romantic suspense, paranormal, mystery-thriller, supernatural
suspense, and contemporary romance. She loves to submerge herself in
the world of her characters, to live and breathe their lives and
marvel at their decisions and predicaments. She enjoys a wide variety
of books including paranormal, suspense, thriller, and of course
Joanne is a PAN
member of Romance Writers of America, (RWA), Kiss of Death, (KOD),
Greater Seattle Romance Writers Chapter, (GSRWA), Sisters In Crime
(SIC), and Fantasy, Futuristic & Paranormal, (FFPRWA). She served
as President of Peninsula Romance Writers, which was Debbie
Macomber’s home chapter.

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The Saints of San Diego by Suzanne Jenkins

Having a Baby
Saints of San Diego Book 1
Suzanne Jenkins

Contemporary Romance 

Lyon has the perfect life. With childhood friend Mike Saint, they
follow a long line of Saints into the fire academy, including Mike’s
uncle who is the battalion chief. After graduation, Mike meets the
love of his life, nursing student, Aisling Murphy. The last thing she
has time for is marriage, so she talks Mike into living together.
Then, right before fire season, she finally agrees to marry Mike, and
the worst wildland fire in California history changes life for Devon
and his best friends, the Saints.

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firefighter Tony Saint laid eyes on EMT Bridget Clark, it was love at
first sight.

for her so much, but almost.
was the mother of an infant from a one-night stand, but he didn’t
care, and that melted her reluctant heart. The Saints embraced her
too, doing everything they were able to welcome her into the family.
a surprise would put their love to the test. When the unexpected
happened, that love would carry them through any trial.

romance author, Suzanne Jenkins, brings you another unforgettable
love story!

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and Big Mike Saint’s fourth son, Leonardo, or Leon, is a player.
Following in the footsteps of his namesake grandfather, father, uncle
and brothers he graduates from the fire academy and is hired at
Station #34 where he begins his career as a firefighter.

during his first week on the job, a surprise visitor, someone he
barely remembers from a one-night stand, shows up on his parents’
doorstep with demands he’s not prepared to make, including the
possibility that he could jeopardize his position at the

Then Ava, a beautiful neighbor with a reputation
comes to the rescue. Will Roberta and Big Mike’s animosity toward
Ava be enough to discourage Leon from succumbing to her charms? Or
will his need for her force him to grow up, once and for all?

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contemporary romance, mystery, and women's fiction with passionately
gripping characters that stay with readers long after they turn the
last page. The Detroit Detective Stories, beginning with The Greeks
of Beaubien Street are truly American with a touch of fantasy. Pam of
Babylon books consistently rank in the Top 100 Best Sellers in
American Drama with over 500,000 downloads.

retired operating room nurse, Jenkins lives in Southern California.

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