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Monday, February 11, 2019

NBtM On the Count of Three by Carolyn Arnold



ON THE COUNT OF THREE
by Carolyn Arnold


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GENRE: Thriller


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BLURB:

And they thought prison was hell…

When a woman’s disappearance ticks off all the same boxes as two unsolved murders, Miami homicide detective Kelly Marsh is convinced there’s about to be a third. If she’s right and the killer sticks to their previous MO, she only has three days before Jenna Kelter’s decapitated head will show up somewhere in the city. With no time to waste, Kelly reaches out to the one person she knows can help: her former mentor and family friend Jack Harper, who just happens to lead a team with the FBI’s Behavioral Analysis Unit.

BAU special agent and profiler Brandon Fisher easily sees the similarities between Detective Marsh’s missing person case and the two cold cases: all three victims served time for DUI vehicular homicide and disappeared three days after being released from prison. But is that enough to assume Kelter has been abducted by a serial killer? Brandon’s not so sure and fears his boss may have let his personal connection to Marsh cloud his judgment. Surely there isn’t any other explanation for why they jumped into an investigation less than twenty-four hours after Kelter was reported missing. Then again, maybe Brandon is letting his own differences with the detective affect his perspective. He’ll need to move past it, though—and quickly.

After all, this killer has evaded capture for the past six years, and they may be looking at a lot more victims than originally suspected. This serial killer is calling the shots and pulling them into a macabre game of cat and mouse. While the team has no choice but to play, if they don’t make the right moves, one of them may not make it out of Miami alive.

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Excerpt Two:
The coffee in my gut was a churning, acidic whirlpool. The victims had been alive when their heads were severed. Now give me bloody murder scenes any day of the week. But decapitations? No thank you. Maybe it all started with that “neck bone connected to the head bone” song as a kid? Even kids know a head should always be attached to the body! I ran a hand through my hair, basking in the fact that my head was still there.

My repulsion wasn’t because I was still wet behind the ears. I’d seen my fair share of serial killers’ handiwork since I’d come on board with the BAU about three years ago: Some who tortured, some who raped, some who mutilated bodies. Even one who wore his victims’ skin, but the latter desecration had been done postmortem.

And here I was, not even in Florida yet, and my pops’s voice was in my mind. He’d have no sympathy for what I faced every day on this job. He’d never been a fan of the BAU; he would have been happier if I’d enrolled and served in the Navy as he had. To him, serving God and Country was more in line with patriotic duty. That was all fine and good, and I had no doubt it was because of him that I’d hoped for an assignment in counterterrorism when I finished at Quantico. But that wasn’t meant to be. And I’d adjusted. The work I did with the Bureau made a difference regardless of Pops’s opinion. We brought closure to devastated loved ones, got justice for innocent victims, and on the best days, even saved lives.

My gaze fell to a photo of Jenna Kelter, and I stared into her eyes. She was the image of a thirtysomething girl next door. She was a brunette with hazel eyes and a cute smile. We needed to save her, and the fastest path there was to figure out what sort of killer we were dealing with. I considered this killer’s actions thus far and drew a preliminary conclusion. “Our unsub is intelligent, organized, yet adaptive,” I posited. “They have the patience to wait until circumstances fit their needs.”

Paige nodded. “That could also indicate they’d watched their targets beforehand.”

“Even if they were familiar with all the victims’ routines before prison, what’s to say their schedules resumed that within three days of release,” I opined.

“Well, they obviously knew where to strike to get them alone. None of the families or their friends saw the abductions.” Paige pressed her lips, a little smugness coming from her.

I flipped through the pages, looking for details on their bail hearings. “I’m assuming Kelter got out on bail?” I’d read enough of the file to know that she didn’t have any prior DUI offenses, so the bail amount would likely have been set low.

“She did. And her trial came quickly because she didn’t dispute the charges,” Zach said. “According to the file, she’d expressed remorse.”








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CAROLYN ARNOLD is an international best-selling and award-winning author, as well as a speaker, teacher, and inspirational mentor. She has four continuing fiction series—Detective Madison Knight, Brandon Fisher FBI, McKinley Mysteries, and Matthew Connor Adventures—and has written nearly thirty books. Her genre diversity offers her readers everything from cozy to hard-boiled mysteries, and thrillers to action adventures.

Both her female detective and FBI profiler series have been praised by those in law enforcement as being accurate and entertaining, leading her to adopt the trademark: POLICE PROCEDURALS RESPECTED BY LAW ENFORCEMENT™.

Carolyn was born in a small town and enjoys spending time outdoors, but she also loves the lights of a big city. Grounded by her roots and lifted by her dreams, her overactive imagination insists that she tell her stories. Her intention is to touch the hearts of millions with her books, to entertain, inspire, and empower.

She currently lives in London, Ontario with her husband and beagle and is a member of Crime Writers of Canada and Sisters in Crime.


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Maid in England by Brenda St John Brown



Title: Maid in England

Series: The I Do Crew #1
Author: Brenda St John Brown
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: February 5, 2019



Blurb

TO: The guy
who dumped me because of my career
FROM: The
woman hired to save yours
RE: I am
150,000% over you. 

Alastair,

I’m on the 11:14
train out of London, so I’ll be there by 3:00. To make this as painless as
possible, I thought it would help to establish key ground rules:

 1. No
rehashing our past relationship. Yes, we were engaged, but it’s been twelve
years and I’m over you.
  2. I’m
very good at my job and that job is to help you shed the “reclusive” part of
the whole “reclusive rock star” vibe you’ve got going on. Brace yourself.
  3. My
plan is to have this wrapped up by Friday, so save your smoldering looks until
I’m gone, please. (I assume you still smolder?) I’m immune now. See item #1.
 4. My
cousin is getting married and guess who's a bridesmaid? Funny, huh? Almost as
funny as the fiancée you dumped because you thought she was married to her job
now saving yours.

Always a bridesmaid,
never a bride. Except almost. That one time.
Remi

P.S. Have I
mentioned I’m totally, completely 150,000% over you? 








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Brenda is a displaced New Yorker living in the English
countryside. She’s lived in the UK long enough to gain dual citizenship, but
still doesn’t understand Celsius. However, she has learned the appropriate use
of the word “pants”. And how to order a proper bacon bap/barm/buttie. Because,
well, bacon.

Brenda writes contemporary romance to make you giggle and
swoon. When she’s not writing, she enjoys hiking, running and reading. In
theory, she also enjoys cooking, but it’s more that she enjoys eating and, try
as she might, she can’t live on Doritos alone.

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Thad Saves the Galaxy by C.T. Fleck




Science Fiction
Date Published: February 11, 2019
Publisher: Chandra Press

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When an alien named Zinka drops into Thaddeus Kinglsey’s life, he finally gets the adventure he’s been waiting for. Zinka is an exiled Aldinian who is being pursued across the galaxy by the evil tyrant Derask. She crashed on Earth and needs help repairing her ship. Thad jumps at the chance to do something extraordinary and begins an adventure he will never forget. Unfortunately, Derask learns of Thad’s involvement and destroys the Earth to punish him.

When an alien named Zinka drops into Thaddeus Kinglsey’s life, he finally gets the adventure he’s been waiting for. Zinka is an exiled Aldinian who is being pursued across the galaxy by the evil tyrant Derask. She crashed on Earth and needs help repairing her ship. Thad jumps at the chance to do something extraordinary and begins an adventure he will never forget. Unfortunately, Derask learns of Thad’s involvement and destroys the Earth to punish him.

Can this oddball team find a way to take down the galaxy’s most powerful dictator? Does ‘winging it’ ever really work? Can you find love on a planet full of mercenaries? These questions and more are answered in this whimsical romp across the Milky Way.



Excerpt

She raises an eyebrow at me and looks me up and down. I'm guessing, it's to see if any of my body language gives off a liar vibe. Either that, or to find the best place to punch me. It’s about 50/50 right now. The best place to punch me would be either in the throat or genitals. I don’t want her to do either, but that is my analysis.
"Why?" 
"Why, what?" I ask.
"You would help me?" She asks after the momentary awkward silence of us just looking at each other. Well, her looking at me and me looking everywhere but her to avoid the awkwardness of it all. 
"Of course."
"But why?"
"‘Cause everyone needs a little help sometimes. Now, to show you I am sincere, I have a little present for you." I rummage through my uniform’s pockets. "I know I have it here somewhere," I mumble to myself.
 She stares at me skeptically. My hand continues to fiddle in my pockets to try and find what I’m looking for. I feel my hand touch the round object. I pull it out and hold it in the palm of my hand.
Her eyebrow raises as she looks at the thingy that came from the carnival. She takes a few moments to stare at it, trying to calculate what to make of it.
"What’s that?" She questions as she pokes the snow globe.
"Well, I have no idea what it actually is, but it looks a lot like Earth. I won it at the carnival. The reason I picked it is because of how close it looks to Earth. Just a little reminder to me of where I came from."
"Holy shit. It does look like Earth."
"Yeah, yeah it does," I say as I still gaze at the object.
I look up to see her staring at it with a melancholy expression. My eyes go from the trinket to her face. I repeat this over and over again. She hasn’t removed her eyes from the snow globe.  I make a snap decision, which seems like a great idea. 
My free hand gently grabs her wrist. I turn her hand palm up and place the tiny thingy there before simultaneously removing my grip on the sphere and her wrist. She gawks at the sphere then looks up at me, waiting for some explanation. I hate explaining things. Explaining things is hard. 
"Wh…why?"
"Because." I reply before pausing to carefully think of a response. This is a very delicate situation. "Look, I wanted this to remember my home by, but I will always have my memories. Maybe having something that resembles the Earth will help you. If not, then just look at this as a personal promise from me. It’s my promise that I will help you. You can go ahead and keep that and when, keyword when, we get your memory back, you can give it back to me."
I suddenly feel two arms surround me in an unexpected embrace. My mind doesn’t know what to do here. Hugs are awkward. Do I hug back? When is an appropriate time to let go? Do I pat her back? Do I do the rub her back in comforting circles? Is that awkward? I never thought this would happen. My arms hesitantly go back around her in a friendly, if not awkward, hug.
"Thank you," she whispers just loud enough for me to hear before she releases.
"Anytime," I reply.
The hallway is engulfed in a pleasant silence. A question pops into my mind.
"Why did Danny call you Pancreas? I mean, it’s not usually a name. I know that much."
"It’s Pangaea, not Pancreas."


About the Author




C.T. Fleck is the pen name of Corey Hofecker. After dropping out of college, for the second time, he discovered the joys that are inherent in both reading and writing, and that his previous distaste of said subjects was just a lack of freedom to read and write what he truly wanted. Being a firm believer that there is beauty in the absurd, he quickly became obsessed with the sci-fi genre. In it he saw the vast possibilities and the probability of how weird our universe can get. Corey lives in rural West Virginia where he occupies his time with reading, writing, video games, and tabletop RPGs. He is an unashamed feminist of sorts and an avid supporter of LGBTQ+ rights.



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Resurgent by Brynley Blake






Title: Resurgent
Series: Phoenix Rising #3
Author: Brynley Blake

Publisher: Entangled Publishing
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 11, 2019





Blurb


Never
Underestimate the Power of F*ck It

It’s the
motto I live by, and it’s what made me the Navy SEAL I am today.  The less you care, the better.  Even when I woke up in a hospital in India
with no memory of the last few months and everything pointing to me being a
traitor involved with some pretty dangerous people, I knew I could handle it.


Then they
kidnapped Charlotte—my little sister’s best friend and an organized control
freak with a fear of commitment to anything but her ten-year plan.

I can't remember
what I've supposedly done, or who's trying kill us.  All I know is I have to rescue Charlotte and
get us both out of this mess alive.

But I
hadn't counted on Charlotte having her own agenda.  She’s inexplicably haunted my dreams for
months, and now she’s making my reality a living hell.  Because Miss Always-in-Control is hellbent
and determined to lose that control she holds on to so tightly, and she wants
to lose it with me…






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Excerpt

“I know you like to know exactly what’s going to happen and how and
when.  But that’s not how it’s going to
happen tonight. Tonight, it’s all or nothing. 
You give all the control, all the decisions, all the power to me.  No lists, no rules, no overthinking it, no
trying to orchestrate it all.  You
relinquish it all to me, or not at all.”
“All of it?” My
voice squeaks, but Liam doesn’t waver. 
“All of it,” he
says in that stern, take-no-bullshit tone that makes me simultaneously thrilled
and terrified.  Then he cups my cheek in
his hand and adds softly, “All of you.”
Arousal shoots
straight to my sex like a flaming arrow seeking its target, but it’s accompanied
by a lifetime of fear of letting go, of being vulnerable and giving anyone the
power to hurt me. Can I do this?  I’m
powerless to say no.  Some little part of
me had wanted to keep a little control over things tonight, but faced with the
choice of giving myself wholly to Liam or going back to Charleston, back to my
old life with regret, if we even survive…it’s a no-brainer.   If I’m really going to be different, if I’m
really going to learn to ride the waves and experience the thrill that comes from
actually living, I have to stop
planting my feet in the sand.  And I want
this experience with Liam more than I’ve ever wanted anything. 
“Okay.”
The smile he
gives me could power the entire resort. 
“Give me your wrists.”
“What?”
“Give me your
wrists.” His voice has lowered an octave and has a rasp to it that is doing
strange things to my insides.
Oh God. “Um.
I…we…maybe we should take this slow?” I stammer.
“Oh, we will.”
The way he says it makes me think we’re not talking about the same thing. “Now
give me your wrists.”
“I have a better
idea.  Why don’t we sit on the patio for
a few minutes, maybe talk a little…”
I trail off as he
closes the distance between us in two steps, his fingers in my hair as he wraps
my hair around his hand and tugs, forcing my head back.  Distant memories of my dad flash through my
mind and I think he’s going to be angry—after all, I’ve just proven I can’t
even do the first thing he’s asked me without arguing—but instead he presses his
lips to my neck, kissing me softly. “You always think you have a better idea,
don’t you?” he says softly.
This is
Liam.  Not my father, but the man who
makes me feel safe, who makes me laugh, who somehow makes me feel empowered
with every ounce of control I give up.
“Well, um…mmmmm.”
I sigh with pleasure as his lips slowly travel toward my ear. “I do have pretty good ideas.”
“How are we going
to settle this battle for control we seem to have?”  His teeth are nibbling on my earlobe
now.  “Especially since you keep telling
me you want to lose it.”
“Ummm.” I can’t
think straight with his tongue tracing the outline of my ear.
With my hair
still tightly gripped in his hand, he tugs my head back. His eyes are
glittering as he says, “Don’t get me wrong, sweetheart.  I get horny as hell when you make lists and
get all organized and try to control shit, because that’s when you need me to
distract you most. To put you to work and quiet your mind. But if you want to
dance, then you’re going to have to trust me to lead.  You’re going to have to give me all of
you.  Starting with your wrists.”





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A lifelong
reader with a taste for adventure, Brynley Blake writes the writes the kind of
books she likes to read: steamy contemporary romances featuring smart, sassy
heroines with a sense of humor and strong, dominant alpha males who love their
women a little feisty.  She loves rainy days, books, worn-in jeans, hot
coffee, cold beer, red wine, exploring new places, and happily ever afters.
When she’s not writing, you can usually find her cheering on her kids at their
activities, hanging out with friends, or crossing things off her bucket list.
She writes contemporary and erotic romance as Brynley Blake and Brynley Bush.


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Singed by Misty Malloy






Title: Singed
Series: Orestaia #2
Author: Misty Malloy
Genre: Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance
Release Date: February 11, 2019




Blurb


Four hunky dragon shifter mates can be a lot to
handle.



I’d always thought one guy in bed was enough. Now I have four. All the extra
pleasure may be more than I bargained for...but it's so good.



On top of that, the orestaia–the fertility stone–is completely inactive. Guess
who gets to figure out how to heal it? That’s right. Me.



My plan of action is a bit fuzzy. Actually, really fuzzy. All I know is I’m
supposed to head out to the red rocks and blue skies of Sedona to locate the
infamous Dragon Oracle.



And if I can't find her? Well, then everyone gets screwed. My sister stays
sick. A sleazy oil tycoon keeps breathing fire down my neck. And pretty much
all dragon procreation ends.



All of my hopes and dreams for a baby and a family can go straight out the
window, too. See you later, dragon race.



I have to heal the orestaia. All of our futures are in my hands. No big deal.
Right?








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Misty Malloy has a self-diagnosed obsession with hair metal
bands from the 80s. When she's not listening to Guns N' Roses or writing, you
can find her wrangling dogs at the animal shelter, doing Zumba, or having
brunch. She loves happy hour with lots of wine and cheese, sexy historical
movies, and alpha males. She lives in Tucson, Arizona, with her husband and
their dire wolf dog.




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Wanted Too by Dee Palmer





Title: Wanted Too

Series: Wanted Trilogy #2
Author: Dee Palmer
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Erotic Romance

Release Date: February 10, 2019






Blurb

Not every Prince is charming… 


How long does it take to fall in love?

For my best friend Finn her fairytale took a little time:
Now she lives out her HEA with her 4 ‘husbands’ on the ranch where all the
magic happened. 

For me, it’s more complicated: 
When it comes to romance, I have a fixed and final to-don’t list.

Don’t do fairy tales
Don’t do love
Don’t do happy ever after’s

I’m a party girl. 
Sex is my favourite pastime, work is my passion
And finalising this deal with Jorgen is my mission.

Jorgen Jensen is Danish royalty. 
Rude, rich and secretive.
He’s also too hot for my own good and has a mission all his
own in mind.

One month with him in paradise.
One month to play. 
One month to change my mind. 

When I find myself on Finn’s doorstep I’m a little dazed and
confused and a lot desperate to forget. 
I need my friend, I need a distraction 
And I need to keep my mouth shut about my mistake.

That shouldn’t be too hard?


I love just three things, my best friend Finn, my mum
and my life. 

I’ve busted my butt growing the business my mum started when
I was a kid and it’s about to pay off, big time.  Securing a multi-million
pound investment with an elusive sex-god CEO is just step one . Unfortunately,
that step is one giant leap I’m not remotely ready for. 

Business man and Danish ‘royalty’ Jorgen Jensen is a threat
to my senses and sanity. He’s also a threat to my rules and is way too easy on
the eye. Although he’s not ‘technically’ my boss, he’s the money and that makes
him off limits. 

Rule one: ‘don’t shit where you eat’. 
I’ve worked too hard to mess this up with sex, even
phenomenal sex isn’t worth it and just looking at him I know that’s all this
would ever be… phenomenal sex.

However, when circumstances change, I’m tempted and agree to
accept the challenge of a lifetime. After all, it’s only one month, with a
Nordic god, in paradise.  There are worse ways to prove there’s no such
thing as love and a happily ever after for someone like me.

Who knew being right would hurt so much?

Landing on Finn’s doorstep, too ashamed to tell the truth
and with my to don’t list in tatters, I really need a place to hide, to forget
and to move on and where better than over the pond at my best friends
Californian ranch with her four husbands.








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Dee Palmer lives just outside of London with her husband and
(slightly embarrassed) children. Her passion is writing sexy steamy romance
stories that will scorch the pages right off your kindle and are guaranteed to
make your heart pound. She loves an HEA but isn't afraid to put her readers
through the ringer before she delivers.



When not at her desk she can be found either fannying around on Facebook or
with her nose stuck in her Kindle. Once in a while when the lights are down she
might be spotted about town searching for the best French martinis and throwing
some dubious shapes on the dance floor.


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