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Tuesday, June 2, 2020

Book Blast The Name of Red by Beena Khan


THE NAME OF RED
by Beena Khan


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This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. The author will be giving away a $10 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn commenter. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.


Two strangers on the same path.

Survivors. Companions.

They will be each other’s salvation.



On a rainy, winter night, a mysterious woman in a red dress seeking shelter comes inside the restaurant Kabir was busy working in —primarily the bar— and night after night, drink after drink, she comes back to the same spot. That is where he sees her for the first time.



Hundreds of patrons around her try to speak with her daily, but she dismisses them. It appears she wants to remain in a blissful peace alone with her booze and books. After seeing the mysterious woman reading a book, and because of his shy nature, Kabir gains entrance into her life by anonymously leaving books with notes for her.



The Name of Red is the story of two strangers, two different personalities who meet on a winter, rainy night who challenge each other. They have a connection which blossoms into a friendship due to their fondness of books. But they both have secrets that can bind them together or threaten their newfound relationship forever.


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The bartender placed her drink, in front of her.



She eyed the amber liquid and the golden glow of the glass-like cubes in her cocktail. Sometimes, she ordered whiskey mixed with vodka because she liked the amber color, otherwise she preferred vodka. The bartender called it New York Whisk. She was entranced by the mini icebergs in the glass. She reached for her drink with her slim, long fingers.



Alcohol.



The elixir of her life.



The strong tonic was the only cure to her life. She lifted the drink to her lips, and the taste burned her tongue and throat.






About the Author:
Beena Khan lives in a suburb in Queens, New York in her apartment. She is 27 years old from Azad Kashmir, Pakistan. She is an immigrant who moved to New York when she was five years old. She currently holds a Masters Degree in Developmental Psychology from Cuny School of Professional Sciences. She enjoys reading, writing, and netflixing. This is her debut novel.



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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION and RAFFLECOPTER CODE


The author will award a $10 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner and a digital copy of the book to 3 randomly drawn winners via Rafflecopter.

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Monday, June 1, 2020

Cover Reveal for NEVER ENOUGH by Kristina M. Sanchez


NEVER ENOUGH
by Kristina M. Sanchez

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This cover reveal is organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Kristina M. Sanchez will award a randomly drawn winner a $20 Amazon/BN GC. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.


GENRE:  romance




At thirty-seven, Valentin Belmonte returned to his mother’s house with his tail between his legs. No surprise there. His life had been a long line of bad choices, failures, and trouble. Also returning home, freshly graduated and on the hunt for a job, was Mina Toussaint, the orphan Val’s mother and stepfather had taken in when he was already grown. She’d been the only person who’d ever really liked him, but he’d screwed that up a long time ago.



Mina’s adoptive family had treated her like the perfect princess and little girl they always wanted. Val was the only one who’d ever seen her for who she really was; she’d never wanted to be a princess. But after what happened when she was sixteen, she thought she hated him. Now, six years later, things were different. She wasn’t the child she’d been when she got so angry. The trouble was that Val hadn’t changed. He still saw her.
Author Bio: 
Kristina M. Sanchez began her life-long love of writing as a small, insomniac child, making up stories about Bugs Bunny to occupy herself when everyone in the house was asleep. She lives now in Southern California with two cats and an enchanting hurricane—err—toddler. An enchanting, smarty-pants, bewildering toddler. Kristina is an asexual, happily single mother by choice. You might think that’s a weird kind of person to be writing romance novels, but the best science-fiction writers have never been to space, so there you go.


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Monday, May 25, 2020

Book Blast Ashes and Blood by Katie Zaber



ASHES AND BLOOD
by Katie Zaber

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This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. The author will award a $25 Amazon/BN gift card to a randomly drawn commenter. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.



GENRE: Fantasy
“I’ll start at the beginning. Long ago, before roads, before we built structures, before medicine was discovered, before the government was created, before man gained any knowledge, there were The Five. Independent from each other, The Five had a mutual respect for one another. They knew their roles in the world and their duty. They were gods…”



An adventure begins when an otherworldly tree captures the attention of Megan and her friends. The environment morphs around them, transferring them to an exotic planet. Stuck in a rural town still maimed by the plague, a chance encounter with a familiar face gives Megan and her friends some security during their adjustment period.



While settling into new, promising lives, they are attacked and stalked by planet Dalya’s humanoid inhabitants, who focus on Megan. One dark night, after an epic, magical attack, the Fae King’s knight is sent to fetch Megan. When she wakes up a prisoner, she learns that there is much more to this strange world, and it is oddly more like her own than she ever would have expected.




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Kevin



Every time my life improves, when business runs smoothly and this world begins to feel normal, there’s a curveball. Always, without fail, either Earth-shattering news or Dalya-shattering news, depending on which planet you come from. Don’t get me wrong; I’m glad to see Megan and her friends alive, but they should be living their lives happily on Earth, not here.



Not trapped.



I honestly thought Megan was a hallucination created by too much alcohol. Standing there in the forge, surrounded by people from both worlds, it made me panic. I was positive I’d lost it, that I either drank myself mad or that I’d gone crazy. Two distant worlds collided together, people from my past and present, from two separate places, standing in the same room. It made me freak out to a completely new level. It took a few moments to realize Megan and her friends actually stood in front of me. What happened to me eight years ago happened to them too.


Good, I’m not insane—not yet—but it sucks for Megan and the girls.




About the Author

Katie Zaber writes new adult fiction. With multiple projects spanning from being transported to an alternate universe, to past lives, reincarnation, and trapped souls, to prophesied pregnancies—there are more stories to tell. She lives in North New Jersey with her boyfriend.



Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/Dalya-Series-110665970357251

Website: https://zaberbooks.com/



Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Ashes-Blood-Dalya-Book-1-ebook/dp/B087YJ8W87/ref=sr_1_1


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$25 Amazon/BN GC
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Friday, May 22, 2020

Blurb Blitz The Gourmet Gangster by Marcia Rosen & Jory Rosen


The Gourmet Gangster
by Marcia Rosen & Jory Rosen 

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This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Marcia Rosen & Jory Rosen will be awarding a $50 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

GENRE:   Mystery

A Note from the Author




The mysteries are malicious. The recipes are delicious. John Klopfenstein, Criminal Defense Attorney ~ Carmel/Salinas, California



My son Jory and I had a great time collaborating on this book. I wrote the mysteries and he provided the recipes. Together we created some murderous titles for the recipes and decided which types of food would best fit the various mystery stories.



Some of my stories were influenced by being a gangster’s daughter.



Really. My father was a gangster.



He was a bookie, owned a gambling ‘place’ and when he was ready to move on, he and his partner opened a restaurant and bar at the heart of Main Street in Buffalo, New York.



The head of one of the big crime families lived in Buffalo. Odd as it may seem, Buffalo was home to many members of that family in the middle of the twentieth century. There are books about them, telling who they were and what they controlled—from Buffalo to Niagara Falls.



My father knew some of them, I have been told. He was invited to share their goods, their ill gained fortunes and business opportunities. He always refused, and I’m grateful for his wisdom and choice. For some reason they left him alone to forge his own gains.



He did not have or carry a gun. In fact, even though his wife, my mother (who I once called his gun moll in a story I wrote) could be nasty, he was never unkind to her or me. He was generous, and I learned a lot about generosity through his actions.



My boyfriend at the time, his friends and I would stop in at the restaurant. They would even go on their own, knowing my dad loved to have them visit.



What stories he told them! Ones he wouldn’t tell a daughter, he told them and, eventually, his grandson. Who, of course, told me.



I watched my father as he found his way, lost it and then found it again.



Through it all, I always knew I was loved. How lucky I was!



My two sons, his grandsons, also knew he loved them. They were more than special to him; he adored them.



He loved owning and hanging out at his restaurant, The Spaghetti House, and he enjoyed cooking as much as serving drinks and talking to people.



Some people sat at the bar, others in leather booths where meals were served. Passersby stopped to talk with him. Looking back, I know that, for my father, it was the best of times. Food, friendship and family were at the heart of his life.



Remembering my father, and picturing him at a restaurant he owned is what initially inspired me to write stories that took place in a restaurant. I’m a mystery writer, so they had to be about murder, mayhem and, I thought, a fun bit of madness.



Loving short stories, I decided to write a series of short mysteries, all taking place in a restaurant called Manhattan Shadow.



I’m a New Yorker at heart and have lived there for many years, so New York was perfect as the restaurant’s location and the center of the stories’ criminal organization.



.Zero the Bookie is fashioned after my father. He also appears in my Sleuths Mystery Series along with Dick and Dora Zimmerman, reminiscent of the Thin Man characters.



The idea of adding recipes made good sense, since my father was a chef and the stories were set in a mob-owned restaurant. Then, Level Best Books, our publisher, suggested putting a recipe before each story.



I agreed. “Great idea. My son is a fabulous cook; he can create the recipes. Plus, we’ll give them names to fit the stories.



Indeed, we did. For example, “Chicken Piccata Caper,” “The Sacrificial Lamb,” “The Quiche (Kiss) of Death.” Near the end we added, “A Deadly Delicious Dessert.”



It will perhaps seem strange to some readers that those desserts are ‘donuts,’ but those donuts belong to a very important memory. When my father and mother came to visit us after we moved to Long Island, my father brought along a small donut-making machine.



I wisely disappeared from the anticipated mess.



Oh, how his grandsons loved making the donuts, adding different frostings and sprinkles and devouring them. The three of them had such fun! The experiences of those times have long belonged to my son, Jory. I believe they inspired his joy of cooking.



Here are Jory’s thoughts concerning his love of both cooking and his family ties: “Some of my earliest memories about my grandfather include making donuts with him in the kitchen of our house. I remember his kindness, patience, and love for the process as well as the end result. It gave me a lifetime passion for cooking, and a desire to learn the best techniques. It did, of course, also have the effect of creating a lifetime love affair with donuts (come on, they are nature’s perfect food). As I grew older, there were many shared meals and stories that gave me a true appreciation of my grandfather as a person.



“In my family, today, we truly look forward to our evening meals. I have three kids (2 girls, 9 and 7, and a boy 3); my grandfather would have adored them. What I cook allows my children to get know my grandfather through every bite of the cuisine he created. I hope the recipes in my mother’s books inspire good memories and experiences in others, too.”



As I considered mystery stories for the book, I thought about places familiar to me or where I like to spend time.



The story, “He’s A Dead Duck,” was a reminder of a duck pond we lived near on Long Island, years ago. I loved the idea of creating a story beginning with a duck recipe. “The Chicken Piccata Caper” was the easiest; I always ask Jory to make that delicious recipe for me when I visit.
There’s a story centered in a coffee shop: I meet friends there several times a week to take a writing/computer break.



“Malled to Death” is a result of my seeing a mall at death’s door, most stores gone, when I was back east last year.



Never a dull moment in this entertaining and intriguing collection of underworld stories featuring a mob boss with plenty of axes to grind. Fascinating tales told by a talented author. As an added bonus: delicious recipes for the gourmet mobster in all of us. ~ Lida Sideris, author of the Southern California Mystery series



The Family Business



This is a collection of murder mystery stories linked by two main characters, Poppa and the Boss and at times joined by the Senior Sleuths, Dick and Dora Zimmerman and their friend, Zero the Bookie. How they get involved is often a mystery.



Poppa is head Chef for a successful restaurant, Manhattan Shadow, owned by the Boss, a powerful mobster determined to maintain control and power in his territory.



To refuse to work for him would be considered an insult. Not a good thing for Poppa’s wellbeing.



There are silent implications if one should become disloyal. There are consequences implied one doesn’t want to experience.



In the restaurants private dining room murder is often planned for all sorts of irrational reasons that seem very rational to the Boss: including power, greed, control, revenge and of course money.



The stories Poppa could tell…and does.



But who is he telling?



That’s also part of the mystery.




Of course the Senior Sleuths and Zero know.




Read an Excerpt



Two Left Feet



“There has to be bodies somewhere,” the homicide detective shouted to the coroner and Forensics.




It was a detective who one day would be very important to Poppa.




“Yeah, well they sure aren’t here,” came a snarky reply.




The two left feet had been found in the backyard of a home owned by an elderly couple in a Brooklyn neighborhood off Ocean Avenue. They were more than slightly hysterical upon finding them, and immediately called the police. They watched the police search the property and the house while neighbors gathered, voyeurs to it all.




Eight days later, two left legs washed up on the sands of a private beach at the end of Coney Island. The residents of Seagate were outraged. The same detective, coroner and forensic scientist searched the area, looking for clues.




“Bodies would be nice,” snapped the coroner.




Less than a week later, a homeless man looking for a place to sleep pulled open the unlocked door of a black Toyota in a Brooklyn used car lot. He discovered two dead bodies had beat him to the spot for his comfortable night’s rest.




Again the detective showed up, the coroner arrived with two gurneys, and the forensics scientist carefully checked the inside and outside of the car. The homeless man was taken to the police station for questioning and later released.




“It’s a mob hit.” The detective shook his head.




The Mob Boss was brought in for questioning shortly after the bodies were discovered. As always where murder was involved, he had a solid alibi: “I was out of town on business. Here are my credit card receipts.”




A month earlier the whole “caper,” as they called it in The Boss’s private dining room, had been planned. It was to be executed by Marco and several other members of his criminal organization.




“This is revenge,” growled D’Angleo to his men.




“These two guys have been making an aggressive effort to take over some of our loansharking business. I want to leave a message that won’t be forgotten.”




More body parts were found throughout different neighborhoods of Manhattan and Brooklyn. Though no notes were attached, “See what happens if you mess with us!” was certainly implied.




Poppa, Head Chef, placed food on big platters in front of them, poured wine, left several bottles on the table and walked out as he always did.




He had overheard talk, “tear them limb from limb,” and when he read the news, first about the feet and legs, he knew. There was nothing he could do; if he squealed, his various body parts would also be found lying about somewhere.




Poppa sat with his wife, Vi, reading one of the many newspaper stories written about these bizarre murders. For several weeks body parts were tossed out like old shoes.




“Body parts of several men have been found throughout Manhattan and Brooklyn, scaring the elderly, causing bars to close early and seemingly sending a warning. Only, who’s sending it is a mystery. The coroner is working to identify the victims.”




The detective in charge interrogated D’Angleo several times. His gut told him he had more than a little to do with the atrocious murders.




“Come on Alan, we’ve known each other for years. This is right up your alley, and happening in your territory.




“Hey, I’m a legitimate businessman with customers from Manhattan to Brighton Beach at the end of Ocean Avenue. I don’t go into the Russian’s territory. I respect it belongs to them.”




Both the detective and the Mob Boss knew no one fooled with the Russians. The first time any man messed with them, he lost a very essential male body part!




The various body parts were eventually identified as belonging to three men who were members of another criminal organization. For the time being, it would be an unsolved case.




At least for the time being.




Chicken Piccata was served the night those three men had dinner in the private dining room of the Manhattan Shadow, prior to their unseemly demise. Poppa heard D’Angelo laugh out loud and call it the Chicken Piccata Caper.




Apparently, mobsters appreciated a good meal as well as a good murder!



Here is a deadly delicious recipe from The Gourmet Gangster



Chicken Piccata “Caper”

Cauliflower Rice and Fresh Italian Bread




Chicken Piccata is a classic recipe filled with an amazing lemon butter flavor. Place the Piccata over the fresh cauliflower rice (or standard rice, if you prefer) and let the sauce coat the rice for the ideal bite. Use the bread to soak up any extra sauce. The meal is the perfect complement to the crisp, clean taste of the Sauvignon Blanc.




4 skinless and boneless chicken breasts (The thinner the cutlet the better, as it will cook easier and more evenly. If you have thicker breasts, use a meat mallet or rolling pin to pound thin/flatten out.)

Sea salt and freshly ground black pepper

All-purpose flour, for dredging

6 tablespoons unsalted butter

3 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil

1/3 cup fresh lemon juice

1/2 cup chicken stock

1/4 cup brined capers, rinsed

1/3 cup fresh parsley, chopped



Season chicken with salt and pepper, then dredge in flour and shake off excess.


In a large skillet over medium high heat, melt 2 tablespoons of butter with 3 tablespoons olive oil. When butter and oil start to sizzle, add 2 pieces of chicken and cook for 3 minutes. When chicken is browned, flip and cook other side for 3 minutes. Remove and transfer to plate. Melt 2 more tablespoons butter. When butter starts again to sizzle, add the other 2 pieces of chicken and brown both sides in same manner. Remove pan from heat and add chicken to the plate.



Into the pan add the lemon juice, stock and capers. Return to stove and bring to boil, scraping up brown bits from the pan for extra flavor. Add seasoning to taste and return all the chicken to the pan and simmer for 5 minutes. Remove chicken to platter. Add remaining 2 tablespoons butter to sauce and whisk vigorously. Pour sauce over chicken and garnish with parsley.



Wine Pairing: Sauvignon Blanc.




About the Authors:

M. Glenda Rosen is author of a total of ten books including The Gourmet Gangster: Mysteries and Menus by The Family published by Level Best Books. They are also her publisher for The Senior Sleuth Mystery Series, and will be republishing all four books in her Dying To Be Beautiful Mystery Series. She has won several book awards, was founder and owner of a successful marketing and public relations agency for many years, receiving numerous awards for her work with business and professional women. She is a member of Sisters in Crime, LA and Alb.NM, Central Coast Writers and Public Safety Writer’s Association



She currently resides in Carmel, California and can be reached at: MarciagRosen@gmail.com



Books by M. Glenda Rosen (aka Marcia Rosen)

The Gourmet Gangster, Mysteries and Menus by The Family (Marcia and Son Jory Rosen)

The Senior Sleuths Mysteries: Dead In Seat 4-A

The Senior Sleuths Mysteries: Dead In Bed

The Senior Sleuths Mysteries: Dead In THAT Beach House (2020)

Dying To Be Beautiful: Without A Head

Dying To Be Beautiful: Fashion Queen Dying To Be Beautiful: Fake Beauty Dying To Be Beautiful: Fat Free

My Memoir Workbook

The Woman’s Business Therapist:Eliminate the MindBlocks & RoadBlocks to Success



Jory Rosen has been in the advertising and marketing business for over 30 years and is the owner of the J. Rosen Group, a full-service international advertising, branding and direct marketing agency.



For over two decades, Jory Rosen has set the tone for strong, innovative, and successful campaigns, while providing a flexibility and level of personal client service rarely seen in the industry has extensive experience in all areas of advertising, direct response and marketing including sales, production direct mail, email, web, TV, radio, alternative media and more. In addition, with over 150 campaigns under the belt, there is a strong track record of success.



Jory’s passions are his family, cooking and wine. Jory worked as a cooking demonstrator for many years in NYC and now takes the show on the road by doing cooking demonstrations for his kid’s schools and classrooms. He often cooks meals with his kids and loves seeing their reactions to new recipes and meals.



They live in Los Angeles, California.



http://www.jrosengroup.com

Joryla@gmail.com



Amazon buy link: https://www.amazon.com/Gourmet-Gangster-Mysteries-Menus-ebook/dp/B07ZQYFL4N/



The book is $0.99.

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Wednesday, May 20, 2020

Book Blast Single Chicas by Sandra C. Lopez



This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Sandra C. Lopez will be awarding a $15 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.


Single Chicas is a collection of stories about modern Latinas being in, out, and around the zany hurdles of relationships. One woman receives strange calls from a lonely soul, another seeks advice on how to love herself, and another wakes up in a parallel universe to a man she's never met. These chicas will make painstaking effort to survive the complexities with humor and grace. Once again, López dazzles audiences with her brilliantly candid craft. Smart, witty, and funny, these stories will explore the true endurance of singlehood.


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Dear Single Chicas,



Hey, hey, love your site! I was wondering if you could help me. I have a boyfriend I'm crazy about, but he has a tendency to call me at work. It's getting annoying. Any advice?



Sincerely, Looney Cell




"Ah, a typical relationship conundrum," Simone said with a mouthful of pizza.



"Yeah, a typical headache," Georgia added.



"So what do we say?" Chrissy asked.



"Try this," Simone said, waiting for Chrissy to start typing.



Dear Looney Cell,



Your boyfriend needs to realize that, when you are at work, you are NOT his girlfriend. You need to give him specific hours, just like in any other job. Lay down the line with him. Point out that each time he calls you at your job, it keeps you from doing the work—work you're getting paid to do and work that in no way, shape, or form involves him. Besides, it may get you in trouble with your boss, if it hasn't already. Instead tell him to send you a simple text, but be careful not to overload your phone memory. Thanks for the shout out!



Single Chicas



The next email read:



Dear Single Chicas,



What's up! Problem: I'm engaged and I'm totally freaking out about it. Would I be a fool to ask if we could postpone the big day until I'm less freaked?



Yours truly, Runaway Bride



Reply:



Dear Runaway Bride,



Absolutely not! Don't do anything you don't feel ready for. Be honest about it. If nobody can understand that, then you would save yourself the headache and the hassle, not to mention the time and money, for that whole shindig. If it wasn't meant to be, then so be it. If, however, you have a guy that is willing to wait, then, by all means, let him wait. Wait, wait, wait until you are sure you can make it down that aisle without breaking out in hives. Just make sure you bring your running shoes on the big day....just in case. ;)



Sincerely, Single Chicas




The next email read:



Hey, Single Chicas,



I saw this one episode of "I Love Lucy" where Lucy suggests a vacation from marriage. What are your thoughts? Yay or Nay?



Sincerely, TV Addict




Dear TV Addict,



Yay! A vacation from marriage allows for the re-discovery of one's individuality―the "I" before the "we." There is such a thing as spending "too much" time together. Lucy said it best in that episode: "I'm sick at the sight of your face." Take a vacation to avoid this sickness.



Sincerely, Single Chicas




About the Author:
Sandra C. López is a writer, artist, blogger, and book reviewer. She is one of today's funny and influential authors in YA and chick lit. Her first novel, Esperanza, was published in March 2008 WHILE she was still in college. Her most recent and bestselling book is Single Chicas, a collection of humorous short stories about zany chicas. She is currently working on the next installment of the Single Chicas series called Holiday Chicas. Release date coming soon! When not writing her stories, Sandra supports the art and literary communities with freelance work and book promotion.




Website: http://www.sandra-lopez.com


Book Review Blog: http://sandrasbookclub.blogspot.com


Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SandraLopezAuthorArtist/


Twitter: https://twitter.com/ArtistSandraL





Purchase Links: https://www.amazon.com/Single-Chicas-Sandra-C-Lopez-ebook/dp/B01KG85F1Y/



Please note: The book is free during the tour.


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Sandra C. Lopez will be awarding a $15 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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Tuesday, May 19, 2020

Book Blast Diary of a Lost Witch by Reut Barak


DIARY OF A LOST WITCH BLOG
by Reut Barak


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This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. The author will award a $15 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly dawn winner. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.


GENRE: Fantasy Blog
Visit http://reutbarak.com/diary-of-a-lost-witch-april-10/ to begin the story featured on Reut Barak's new blog



Molly is in trouble. Running away from home to escape the dangers of her coven, she ends up in Edinburgh at a time of Corona. Homeless and running for her life, she must find a new coven and get the help she needs to protect herself, or she is not going to make it back.




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April 13



The weekend was long, and I ended up having to sleep outside in the park. There was one guy on gumtree that said he was able to host people, but he seemed creepy. There were two more ads that didn’t reply to my email, but otherwise, it was impossible to find a place to stay.



There is a spell called the Tent spell. It makes a small fixed space safe, invisible to the outside world. You won’t be seen or heard there, and you can use spells inside. When I had given up trying to find a normal bed for the night, I figured I might as well head for one of the parks and cast it there. The park I slept at was called Arthur’s Seat. I found some dense trees at the bottom of it, near the small lake.



Inside my “tent” I cast a mattress and blankets, which were supposed to be comfortable, but I slept horribly. I kept waking up, fearing that someone might accidentally step in and discover me. Someone mortal who would ask a lot of questions, or worse, someone with magic.



It was a relief when the morning came, and I finally opened my eyes to hear the birds, and a few runners. It was also a relief from my dreams, of the terrible things I had left behind.



I dreamt that the witches of May’s coven had found me here, and taken me back to Alice. She had a plan for me, to make an example of me for leaving.



I woke up covered in cold sweat, and sat up for an hour thinking, before I was ready to fall back to sleep. I needed to find another coven and fast. There would be a few here in Edinburgh, but unlike back home they didn’t meet in the park during weekends. At least not in the one I’d been sleeping in. I had hoped to bump into a coven that way. That would have justified my homelessness.



This morning was different, though. I was on my way back to a groceries store I found, where the kind seller let me charge my batteries so my new phone doesn’t run out of power. He’d even told me where I could find a local sim card, and I texted the new number back to my moms.



It was really early morning. The store would just be opening. I was walking down the empty streets, when I saw something.



It was a girl, about my age, walking her dog. She had a sweater with a university logo, and the dog suddenly pulled hard on the leash. She cursed, falling straight on her right knee, and then screamed from the pain and cursed again. I rushed to her to help her up, and then I saw, or rather felt something. Something inside her was spreading warmth from her heart towards that knee to heal it. And there was only one way I could sense such a phenomenon. She was using magic.



Molly Evans


About the Author:Following a short stint in the military, Reut graduated as a trained Opera Singer from the Jerusalem Academy of Music and Dance, and then worked in Berlin, singing church music by Mozart, Haydn and Bach. While arranging concerts in the city and managing artists, she discovered her passion for business. She joined fellow entrepreneurs in the 2013-2014 class at the University of Oxford, with a scholarship to study business (MBA), where she founds that creativity goes far beyond art. She later had a taste of corporate life, seeing the inside workings of some of the world’s largest finance, energy and manufacturing companies, and wrote for National Geographic. Leaving the world of corporate drama behind, she now pursues her dreams of becoming a fiction novelist, a self-published vegan author, blogger and youtuber. She first arrived in Scotland as a hiker, eager to explore the mysterious highlands, where she got her inspiration for her books and blogs.



Well, no not really… The true story is:



Once upon a time…



Reut was born in Camelot in the year 1201, following the famous explosion of the northern dragon tower. She has a degree in fantasy and science fiction from the University of Atlantis and this record can be found in the central library, now twenty thousand leagues under the sea. She likes phoenix riding, dragon fighting and painting the roses red. And Grimm’s Fairy Tales.



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Monday, May 18, 2020

Blurb Blitz Serena Rose by Rhiannon Futch



Selena Rose
by Rhiannon Futch

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GENRE: Paranormal romance
23-year-old Selena is a single mom with a bonus, witchy healing abilities. What happens when her ex walks back into her life with an agenda?



As is that wasn’t enough this gorgeous, though obviously crazy, woman shows up at her favorite café claiming to be her dead mom.



Selena just wants to keep raising her daughter in peace, maybe date that hot shifter she knows, is that really too much to ask?


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“I don’t know really. The voice told me what to do, so I did it. The voice is also what warned me to put a shield on this. I am worried that I am hearing a voice in my head but so far it is saving my butt. I didn’t have shielding this stuff planned."



After some time the ropes have finally burnt to ashes and Selena tells Linnette, "Grab the salt and just throw hands full over all of it. It will go through the bubble without hurting it."



"Will do."



By the time she is done the area looks as though there has been a freak snowstorm but nothing has even twitched inside the bubble. All is ash and salt.



Selena drops the bubble, grabs a stick and stirs the ashes and salt well. The two women step back, arms companionably around each other and stare in silence for a bit, slightly shell shocked with what just happened.



Finally, Selena speaks, "I think we need wine."



"YES."



The ladies turn and walk inside, Linnette pulling out her phone and calling the group to get to Selena's and bring more wine. Selena moves to the cabinet and grabs a full bottle of Moscato along with two large glasses.



As Linnette gets off the phone Selena hands her a glass while taking a deep draw from her own.




About the Author:

Rhiannon writes urban fantasy/paranormal romance. She is an avid reader of many authors in a variety of genre though she tends more toward fantasy.



She has three former pound puppies that she dotes on and three daughters that she adores.



Rhiannon has lived in multiple states though she is currently residing in North Carolina. Wandering, witching, and reading with her puppies and husband are what she does when she isn't writing.



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Thursday, May 14, 2020

Blurb Blitz 7 Steps to Clarity by Nicole Stephen, PhD



7 DAYS OF CLARITY
by Nicole Stephen

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GENRE:  self-help
The sheer amount of decisions in life can become an overwhelming burden. Sometimes we just want to know the answers to our questions. We want to know we are making the right choices. It can be hard to see the right path with the noise of the world. There are voices and media all around us, influencing everything we do. In all that noise, where is the true voice, the one that knows? You can call it God or Source or the Universe or your Higher Self, but it is contained within you. Accessing it and giving it room and silence to speak to you is the real key to achieving your best life.



In seven steps, Nicole Stephen shows the way to a happier, more peaceful daily life. To reclaim yourself, you need to shut out the "shoulds," but in order to do that, you need to notice them. Exploring the questions and challenges that Nicole includes in this book will open your eyes to the pressures that you may have been submitting to unknowingly. In clearing up the way you see the world, you can clear a path to knowing yourself, and with that true voice guiding you, you will always find the way.


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You have so much more potential than you realize. You are not your body. You are not the roles you play. You are not the jobs you hold. You are a soul having a human experience and you always have access to higher guidance. You do not have to believe this for it to be true. But you do need to fi nd a way to understand this at a deep enough level, in order to accept the magnificent implications of it. Your soul is an individuation of God. You are a part of God and God is part of you. Because of this, you have access to your higher potential in each moment. Now some people prefer not to think of God and so it is equally appropriate to think of your connection to Source, to the Universe, Life, or even your Highest Self. It matters not what your belief system is. If you are focused on the brain, then know that the brain is like a muscle that will continue to grow and get stronger as it is exercised. If you are focused on the body, know that you have only barely begun to see what your body—made up of 11 interdependent systems—is capable of. If you are focused on your senses, know that the 5 senses you use on a daily basis are just the tip of the iceberg for what is available to us—most of us know about our unrealized 6th sense, but the more likely number is 9, and some people believe there are upwards of 20 senses! Are you consciously tapping into all these potentials each day? I know I am not, but how amazing if we started to move in that direction. By expanding your view of what is possible, you will invite opportunity to use new ways of thinking and being which will create a virtuous cycle. Unfortunately, for many of us, we create a vicious cycle by using less and less of our minds, bodies, and senses, and drawing the square around us so small that we barely believe we can get through the day. This sense of limitedness is not how we are meant to live.




About the Author:

Nicole Stephen is the founder and principal consultant for Miramar Group. During her 20-year career as an executive coach and organizational development consultant she has worked to help individuals, teams, and organizations accelerate growth and realize their potential. She holds a Masters’ and PhD in Industrial/Organizational Psychology from Virginia Polytechnic and State University. Nicole lives on the coast in the San Francisco Bay area with her husband, two children, and dog Henry.



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Wednesday, May 13, 2020

R.I.P in Reykjavik by A.R. Kennedy


R.I.P in Reykjavik
by A.R. Kennedy 

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GENRE: Cozy Mystery
Traveling with your family can be murder.

One wedding party + one estranged mother = another vacation that goes array for Naomi.



Naomi is off on another international vacation. She thinks traveling with her mother will be the most difficult part of her trip until she meets the rest of the tour group—a wedding party. It only gets worse when she finds the groom dead. Everyone’s a suspect on her Icelandic tour of this stunning country.













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I had only one thought at breakfast. How did a young man die on vacation? There was no accident, no trauma, no nothing. He was fine one moment. Dead the next. It didn’t make sense.



I looked at my phone. I did the quick math. It was the middle of the night for Charlotte. I still considered calling. Awake Charlotte or just woken up Charlotte would give me the same answer—I had lost my mind. Just woken up Charlotte would be more angry about it.



I could hear her saying that it was ludicrous that I had found a dead body on vacation. Again. But this wasn’t a murder.



Milo’s death had to be what it appeared to be. A tragic accident. He drowned. The police were doing their due diligence in the unexpected death. An autopsy would reveal an accident. I could return to enjoying my vacation, with my mother.



Or at least trying to.



“What are you doing?” I asked my mother when I returned to the room after breakfast.



She was writing in a notebook, as if she were journaling. It had to be her latest fad.



“Recording my recollection of the event,” she answered.



“Didn’t the police take your report?” I asked.



“Yes.” She put her pen down and closed the book. “But this is for Dateline.”



“For what?” I asked.



“For the investigation show. You have to know it. I watch every weekend.”



“And why would you need notes?” I asked.



“Because I’m sure we’ll be called in.” There was an excitement in her voice that was disturbing. “We were eyewitnesses. You pointed it out to that guide.” She seemed oddly proud of that.



“Sigi,” I told her.



“Yeah, the guide. They’ll probably want to talk to him too. But maybe his company won’t let him talk to the press. It’s not really the publicity the touring company would want, right?”



I ignored her question. “Did you see something useful?” I asked.



“Not that I know of. But these shows would want to talk to anyone who could give them any perspective. I had a bird’s-eye view of all of you. You were only a few feet away. You flirted with the dead man shortly before his death.”



“I did not flirt with the groom, Mother.”



“I’m not judging,” she retorted. “He was a good-looking guy. You’ve done worse. Do what you want on vacation. Anyway, the shows won’t care.”



“Shows?” I asked.



“Definitely. There’s 48 Hours, plus the ID Network has a bunch of shows. We would do them all.”



This was not the mother-daughter bonding I had envisioned. Not that I had ever envisioned mother-daughter bonding for us.



She didn’t note my horror and continued, with even more excitement. “New groom dies on vacation. That’s a big story. Plus, he’s handsome. They always love when the handsome ones die.”



“Mother!” I rebuked. “He drowned. Why would Dateline or any of those shows do a story on a drowning?”



“Because he was murdered! Had to be. Who drowns snorkeling in clear calm water? I Googled it. No one has died there before. You heard the police. They told us to stay in town.”



“Considering our return flight isn’t for several days, I think we’re good.” I went into the bathroom but then stopped. “What do you mean you Googled it?” My mother was not good with technology. That was more her mother’s area of expertise. “Let me see this Google search.”



She handed me her phone. The detective had told me others had died there. I couldn’t imagine he would be wrong. Or worse, that my mother was right.



I hit her internet browser and pulled up her last search. “Death at Thingamajig.”



I handed her back her phone. “We were at Thingvellir yesterday, Mother. Not at ‘Thingamjig’.”



“Close enough,” she said, dismissing me.



I didn’t bother Googling deaths in Iceland for her. We still had a few more days on vacation and I wanted to leave the hotel again.



I glanced at my watch. “We have two hours until our tour.”



“What tour?” she asked.



“Check the itinerary. I’m going to walk around Reykjavík.”



The hotel was at Old Harbour with the city center only a few blocks away. As I exited the hotel, I took in the harbour’s pier with the many fishing and tour boats docked. The pier was lined with large teal buildings, housing restaurants and touring services. Mount Esja was in the distance.



I took a deep breath of the clean air. No smog here. Other than spending time with Pops as a child, I could not remember ever breathing air as fresh.



I read the harbor’s sign about the touring companies stationed there. Whale-watching options were plentiful. I’d have to check back later on pricing when they opened.



My phone rang as I walked up the hill toward the city center. I almost didn’t check it, assuming it was my mother, asking where we were going later. I was surprised when I saw Charlotte’s name and face appear.



“What is it with you and finding dead bodies on vacation?” she asked when I accepted the video call.



“I didn’t find a dead body on this vacation,” I answered.



“That’s not what Mom said.”



I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I shouldn’t have been surprised my mother had told Charlotte. I should be surprised that I didn’t get this phone call last night. “Okay, technically, I found it. I noticed it before anyone else and I pointed it out to the guide. But the guide really found it.”



She smiled. “You certainly found your travel partner on this one, didn’t you?"



“What do you mean?” I asked.



“Mom! She’s keen on the whole murder thing.”



“The man drowned. It’s a shame. Tragic, really. But not murder.”



She huffed. “Ooh. I get it.”



I didn’t like her tone. I didn’t know what it meant, but I knew it wasn’t good. “What is that supposed to mean?” I asked.



“Mom thinks it’s a murder, so you think it’s an accident. You always have to take the opposite side from her.”


About the Author:

A R Kennedy lives in Long Beach, New York, with her two pups. She works hard to put food on the floor for them. As her favorite T-shirt says, ‘I work so my dog can have a better life'. She’s an avid traveler. But don’t worry. While she’s away, her parents dote on their grand-puppies even more than she does. Her writing is a combination of her love of travel, animals, and the journey we all take to find ourselves.



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