February 23, 2018

Romance is in the Air + Giveaway: Becky Monson

     
Thirty-Two Going on Spinster by Becky Monson 

Julia Dorning is a spinster, or at least on the road to becoming one. She has no social life, hates her career, and lives in her parent’s basement with her cat, Charlie. With the arrival of Jared Moody, the new hire at work, Julia’s mundane life is suddenly turned upside down. Her instant (and totally ridiculous) crush on the new guy causes Julia to finally make some long-overdue changes, in hopes to find a life that includes more than baking and hanging out with Charlie. But when the biggest and most unexpected change comes, will the new and improved Julia be able to overcome it? Or will she go back to her spinster ways?

     
Thirty-Three Going on Girlfriend by Becky Monson 

Julia Dorning thought she would die a lonely spinster. That was until nine months ago, when her world was turned upside down. Now she’s got a dream career as a bakery owner, and a relationship with handsome Jared Moody—a life she never thought possible. Just as she’s starting to feel comfortable in her new life, Julia is invited to battle it out on national television making cupcakes. An amazing opportunity, if she can muster up the confidence to do it, that is. Then, out of the blue, Jared goes and throws a rather large wrench in their relationship causing Julia to have to make some big decisions.With her two trusted confidants off in wedding la la land, Julia is on her own to figure everything out. Left to her own devices, will Julia be able to work things out for herself? Or will she make a disaster of it all? Find out in Becky Monson’s sequel to Thirty-Two Going on Spinster! 
 
     
Thirty-Four Going on Bride by Becky Monson 

Julia Dorning is about to lose it. Between her over-the-top wedding that her sister, Anna, took upon herself to create, and the under-staffed popular bakery that she runs, she can barely find time to breathe. All Julia ever wanted was a quaint wedding on the beach with family and friends. But now Julia has to contend with not only her sister's plans, but those of her future mother-in-law, as well. Not wanting to step on anyone's toes, especially her mother-in-law's, Julia just goes along with it. She can only take so much, though, and when her newest employee, Kate, makes things harder at the bakery, Julia has to find a way to simplify her life. Can she do it or will she end up a basket case? Find out how she does it in this hilarious conclusion to the Spinster series!   

       
    
"Becky Monson has given readers a light concoction that they won't want to put down." -InD'tale Magazine 

"Dear fans of Bridget Jones, Sophie Kinsella, and Marian Keyes, I have found an American author for you to meet and watch!" -Andi's Book Reviews 

"This is true Chick Lit...relatable, quirky, and downright hilarious." -Brookeblogs.com
   
TAKING A CHANCE is a fun romantic comedy novella! Liza Parker has a fear of heights, crowds and small spaces. So what’s a girl like her doing on a crowded elevator going to the top of the Empire State Building? Freaking out, that’s what she’s doing. Enter Jay Sanders, a tourist who thinks he might be able to help Liza face her fears, but she has to be willing to spend the day with a complete stranger. Maybe taking a chance on Jay is just what Liza needs.
   
  
By day, Becky Monson is a mother to three young children, and a wife. By night, she escapes with reading books and writing. An award-winning* author, Becky uses humor and true-life experiences to bring her characters to life. She loves all things chick-lit (movies, books, etc.), and wishes she had a British accent. She has recently given up Diet Coke for the fiftieth time and is hopeful this time will last... but it probably won't.   



  
   
  
   
    
   
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Book Blitz + Giveaway: Fire and Bone by Rachel A. Marks


 

Fire and Bone (Otherborn #1)
Author: Rachel A. Marks
Genre: YA Urban Fantasy
Publication Date: February 20, 2018

Description:

“Gossip Girl meets Percy Jackson in the glitz and grit of L.A….”

In Hollywood’s underworld of demigods, druids, and ancient bonds, one girl has a dangerous future.

Sage is eighteen, down on her luck, and struggling to survive on the streets of Los Angeles. Everything changes the night she’s invited to a party—one that turns out to be a trap.

Thrust into a magical world hidden within the City of Angels, Sage discovers that she’s the daughter of a Celtic goddess, with powers that are only in their infancy. Now that she is of age, she’s asked to pledge her service to one of the five deities, all keen on winning her favor by any means possible. She has to admit that she’s tempted—especially when this new life comes with spells, Hollywood glam, and a bodyguard with secrets of his own. Not to mention a prince whose proposal could boost her rank in the Otherworld.

As loyalties shift, and as the two men vie for her attention, Sage tries to figure out who to trust in a realm she doesn’t understand. One thing’s for sure: the trap she’s in has bigger claws than she thought. And it’s going to take a lot more than magic for this Celtic demigoddess to make it out alive.


LILY

I try to hide my shivering as I wait before the altar, in my position as the Bonding begins. Around me, shadows dance over the cairn walls from the restless flames licking up the ram’s body—the sacrifice on the pyre behind me—and the smell of sweat and burnt flesh smother the smoky air.

The King of Ravens paints an alarming image, standing almost naked across from me on the other side of the blood circle. He wears the corona radiata, the golden laurel-leafed crown, on his head of onyx hair. His short beard is neatly trimmed, combed with lavender oil for the ceremony. His sharp silver eyes study me beneath a heavy brow.

I try not to think about the past. Or future. I try not to think about what those hard hands will feel like on my skin when he seals this Bond.

I study the stone floor rather than look in those metallic eyes. I feel them on me, though, the same way they have been for the fortnight I’ve been here preparing for the ceremony. He hasn’t touched me; he’s only brought me gifts and insisted I sit with him beside the greatfire in the evening before he goes out for his hunt. Sometimes I smell him in the hallway outside my rooms. But he never comes in, thank the goddess. The scent of blood is heavy on him in those moments. I’m not sure what I would’ve done if he’d attempted anything.

After this is done, it won’t matter. My bed will be his. As will my life.

A druid walks back and forth behind me, tossing rosemary and lavender onto the pyre after each stanza of his spell. He calls to the wind from the east, he calls to the waters in the west, and he pulls the spirit of flame and earth into the cairn with us, asking the Penta to approve the Bond set to be made between the two most powerful Houses, as he pleads for a blessing from our mothers, Brighid and MorrĂ­gan, and thanks the Cast for their permission to seal the Bond between the two very different powers.

A female druid comes to my side with bowl and brush, beginning to paint my skin in blue woad, tracing patterns of knots and runes across my back, then baring my chest and continuing.

The king’s gaze follows the woman’s strokes, and when she’s finished, he raises his chin at me in approval but says nothing. What does he see when he looks at me? My wild copper hair? My simple features? The awkward birthmark just above my heart? I’m round of cheek and hips and not much of a beauty. But however I look to him, I will belong to him.

Determination is set in hard lines on his face, and I wonder if the torque on his neck is working properly. I can see his dark energy lifting in silver and black curls over his shoulders now. It should be tight inside his skin, as mine is. The iron shackle should be holding it in place so that we don’t harm each other in the first merging, before we can get used to the feel of each other’s powers.

The female druid moves to the king next and begins painting the woad in circles over his torso. The druid chanting behind me recites the final section of his spell, walking the ram’s-blood circle painted on the floor. He holds a rowan stick aloft, flicking rosewater over the king and then me as he passes by, mumbling, “A price paid, a covenant sealed, in earth and blood and ash, in spirit and flesh and fire.”

The price is my will, my soul, in payment for the life of the human prince that I took.

In the center of the circle, between the king and me, is an altar with two bowls set atop, one full of salt, one full of rye.

The iron union dagger rests between them.

I stare at it, imagining the blade cutting into my flesh. And I can’t help when my gaze moves to the king. I want to blink and make this moment a dream, perhaps find myself in the thicket with Lailoken, among the bluebells in the Caledonian wood.

I should run from this son of MorrĂ­gan, deny him, deny our mothers, and let the world burn. But my heart twists at the thought. I was running from duty when fate took my heart from me, when the prince succumbed to my fire’s will. It was the childish notion of freedom that tore him from me.

Now it’s time to accept my punishment for allowing the humans to glimpse our world. Time to atone.

The druid’s voice fills the room again. “When moon gives birth to stars,” he says, in a droning hum, flicking more rosewater over us with the rowan stick, “let this Bond be sealed in blood.”

My skin prickles with fear as the king takes the cue, reaching out to pick up the ceremonial dagger by the leather-wrapped hilt. I focus on not moving, not making a sound, as I watch him bring the blade to his chest, tip pricking his left breast. A drop of crimson pearls up at the spot.

With a slow hiss of breath, he cuts across.

Dark blood slides down his abdomen in a thick swath of red. “My blood with yours,” he says. And he turns the knife, holding out the hilt for me.

My hands clench into fists at my side, and I force my shaking limbs to still.

I breathe in slowly again. Then I reach out, taking the ceremonial dagger from him, careful not to touch his fingers.

I pretend not to care about the cage I’m about to be locked in. About the pain in my soul from loss, from the goddess Brighid abandoning me to this darkness, pain from the reality of everything in front of me.

I press the tip of the blade to the center of my chest, the point breaking the skin. I look into the silver eyes of the king in front of me. And consider my fate.

One deep plunge to the heart and the pain will end. One plunge.

One.
Rachel A. Marks is a cancer survivor, a writer and artist, a surfer and dirt-bike rider, chocolate lover and keeper of faerie secrets. Her four kids and amazing hubby put up with her nerdiness with tremendous grace, even when she makes them watch Buffy or Smallville re-runs for days on end. She was voted: Most Likely To Survive A Zombie Apocalypse, but hopes she'll never have to test the theory.







 
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February 22, 2018

Secrets in Our Scars Blog Tour: Excerpt + Giveaway



SECRETS IN OUR SCARS 
Author: Rebecca Trogner 
Publication Date: February 7, 2018 
Publisher: Rebecca Trogner 
Pages: 314 
Formats: Paperback,eBook 

Find it: Amazon, Goodreads 

Description:

On a sweltering summer day, Daisy Aldridge knocks on the wrong door. She’s yanked inside. Trapped and pressed against her only means of escape she spirals into a panic. Years ago she suffered an assault. Alone and afraid, she kept it hidden and dealt with the emotional aftermath in her own way. 

But this time she’s not alone. She’s helped by a man who seems vaguely familiar. Roy Blackwood is gorgeous, powerful, and controlled. She tells herself she wants nothing to do with him. 

Roy sees through her resistance and is determined to unravel the mysteries of Daisy. He promises to find the identity of her birth parents and unveil the person who leaves her anonymous gifts. And most important of all, earn the love and trust of Daisy Aldridge. 
Roy is chewing up the distance between us in long strides.

“Stop chasing me.” I increase my pace to a jog, ignoring the horrific pounding in my head and the way my legs shake like I’ve stepped ashore after months at sea.

Two steps from the van, he sprints past me and opens the door. “I’ll drive you.” Glances at my torn shirt and scowls. “Sit,” he commands, indicating the van’s bench seat.

Is he crazy? I don’t even want to be in the same zip code as him.

As if sensing the problem, he takes two steps back and to the side. “For a moment. To catch your breath.” He rakes his hands through his dark hair. “You shouldn’t have been there. Who sent you to the trailer?”

I tuck the tattered shreds of my shirt under the strap of my sports bra. “So this is my fault,” I spit out. Anger swells and fills the space previously inhabited by fear.

“That’s not what I meant.” His green eyes flash as he smooths his tie. “What a monumental fuckup this is. Look, I’m Roy Blackwood.” He reaches inside his suit coat and withdraws a business card, holding it between two fingers for me to take. “Let me help you.”

I snatch his card and, with as much dignity as I can muster, get behind the wheel.

“Scoot over,” he orders.

Does he believe I’m letting him drive? From the determined set of his jaw, I see he does.

“No.” I grab the door with both hands, yank it shut, and do my best to ignore him. My fingers fumble with the key, and it takes two tries to insert it into the ignition and start the engine. I push in the clutch and jam the stick into first gear.

“Here.” I snatch the invoice from the passenger seat and shove my arm out the window. “Our invoice.”
Rebecca Trogner lives in Virginia with her husband and a passel of adopted pets. Her idea of a good day is copious amounts of coffee, her computer, and no commitments so she can write all day. To find out more about the author visit www.rebeccatrogner.com. 

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Tour Schedule: 

Week One: 
2/19/2018- Two Points of Interest- Review 
2/19/2018- BookHounds- Interview 
 
2/20/2018- Savings in Seconds- Review 
 
2/21/2018- The Phantom Paragrapher- Review 
2/21/2018- Twirling Book Princess- Excerpt 
 
2/22/2018- Adventures Thru Wonderland-Review 
2/22/2018- A Dream Within A Dream- Excerpt 
 
2/23/2018- F A N N A- Review 
 
Week Two: 
2/26/2018- Book-o-Craze- Review 
2/26/2018- Sincerely Karen Jo- Excerpt 
 
2/27/2018- Reese's Reviews- Review 
 
2/28/2018- A Gingerly Review- Review 
2/28/2018- Two Chicks on Books- Guest Post 
 
3/1/2018- TheBooktarian- Excerpt 
 
3/2/2018- Reading for the Stars and Moon- Review 





Spotlight + Giveaway: Confessions of a Bone Woman by Lucinda Bakken White

Confessions of a Bone Woman: Realizing Authentic Wildness in a Civilized World
Author: Lucinda Bakken White
Genre: Nonfiction/Memoir
Release Date: February 20, 2018
Publisher: Wild Woman Books

Description:

Lucinda White is a happy-go-lucky nature child raised by a young single mother in the 1960s. In a dramatic turn of events, her wild nature is broken. She is shaped into a yuppie and becomes the wife of a prominent Silicon Valley CEO and a glamorous socialite. Successful by all accounts of external measure, she feels trapped by the shallow values of a dominant culture and ever more alienated from her true nature.

Something primal awakens in Lucinda when she unearths and touches an ancient buffalo bone and the experience impels her to secretly collect dead animal parts and learn the art of curing their decomposing flesh. As Lucinda challenges convention, her curiosity about the animal kingdom leads to wild and unlikely adventures rescuing road kill, tracking wolves, and encountering lions face to face.

Confessions of a Bone Woman is one woman’s story of how she recognizes and learns to express her authentically wild nature in order to heal bone by bone and become her full self, redefining what it means to be a modern woman.
 


https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/37808837-confessions-of-a-bone-woman


Lucinda Bakken White began her professional career with an MBA and a coveted position at IBM. Now, as an Inner Wildness Guide, she is an expert in the process of self-discovery and personal transformation. Through personal guidance, teaching and ceremony she inspires and guides her clients through large and small journeys of change that are triggered by depression, anxiety, exhaustion, heartbreak, identity crisis, life stage transitions, unintended curve balls or the desire to live a more meaningful life.

For more information visit http://lucindabakkenwhite.com/ and connect with her on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest and Goodreads.


 (1) Paperback copy of Confessions of a Bone Woman - Open to US only!