Review for Highlander Avenged by Laurin Wittig

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My Rating:  4.5/5

Author:  Laurin Wittig
Title: Highlander Avenged

Genre:  Scottish Historical Romance


This book is the second Book in the Guardians of the Targe series. Please be aware that spoilers for the first book – Highlander Betrayal – may be in this review.

Amazon Description:
Although the English king tried to wrest it away, the Highland Targe—ancient relic and protector of Scottish lands—still lies safely in the hands of clan MacAlpin. But for how long?

Jeanette MacAlpin trained her entire life to become the next Guardian of the Targe, but that duty has now fallen to her cousin Rowan—a duty Rowan can’t seem to master. Fearful for her clan’s future, Jeanette seeks the solace of a sacred wellspring, and there encounters tawny-skinned Highland warrior Malcolm MacKenzie.

Wounded in battle, Malcolm is desperate to regain the use of his sword arm and strikes a deal with Jeanette. In return for her skills as a healer, Malcolm will advise the MacAlpins in their resistance against the English. And when he can once again swing a blade, he’ll return to the ranks of the Scottish army to fulfill his duty as a soldier.

But as passion grows between the golden warrior and the fair-haired healer, duty collides with love. Will they follow their hearts, or will clan loyalties keep them forever apart?



Narration: Third person – mostly through Jeanette and Malcom

Character Development: The two main characters of the book, Jeanette and Malcom, are introduced with problems right off. From the last book, Jeanette’s mother was killed by the English spy, and Rowan (her cousin) has become the next Guardian of the Targe. She feels lost and unsure what her future holds. She grew up learning how to manage the stone, but now her cousin has taken that away from her. Her home is literally in shambles, and with the threats of the English coming back, she has a lot on her plate. When Malcom is introduced, he is injured and very close to a life-threatening infection. He is confused from the battle he fought in months before. He is supposed to be the leader and excellent fighter for the King. He is also to become the next chief of his clan. However, after battle that almost left him for dead and abandoned, he is not well physically. His hand does not work as it should and his infection keeps returning. As the book progresses, the relationship between Jeanette and Malcom grows. Jeanette learns more about herself and hidden abilities that question the chronicles that have been passed down through many MacAlpin generations. Malcom learns about making choices and how there is something more out there than fighting. They each help each other grow into a stronger person.

Plot Development/Flow: The story flows well. At first it might be a little slow as the characters are built up and the past book is reviewed, but everything starts picking up speed when English soldiers enter the picture. In this book, more is learned about the Targe, but also more questions are raised. I liked the how Jeanette and Rowan worked together and the support of Malcom in the turn of events. The story leaves off for another story to follow.

Standalone or Part of a Series: Second book in the Guardians of the Targe series.

Book Promotion: A Husband’s Love by T.K. Ware

Today’s book promotion comes from T.K. Ware and his book called A Husband’s Love. If you like Christian Romantic/Suspense novels, take a look below. You might just find another book for your “to read” pile!

Book: A Husband’s Love
Author: T.K. Ware
Genre: Christian Romance/Suspense

Publisher: Insightful Creation Publication
Format: Paperback, ebook
Release Date: 3/7/2014

John away from his past mistakes and embraced his new future the day he met Emma. John attraction toward her, led him to church, and in the process he found salvation. As they became more acquainted, John held back secrets from his past. He soon forgot about the skeletons in his closet and the people he once hung out with. Unbeknownst to Emma, John’s past prepared him for his future. He thought he could run away from them, but one day they found him. One afternoon Emma invited John over for dinner. He had no idea he was being followed. They waited for the right moment and barged into the home, carrying guns and vengeance. Fear seized Emma and her mother as the intruders waved their guns.

John, poised with courage, glanced over at Emma and her mother. He exhaled and felt a surge of guilt pulsate within his veins, knowing he had brought his problems into their home. He then mustered up enough courage and approached the intruders, hoping to detour their attention away from Emma and her mother.

Suddenly without warning….
Something happened….
Bullets were fired….

Shortly afterwards, Pastor Green returned home to his family. His body trembled as he dropped to his knees. Blood was everywhere.
What appeared to be death was actually a new beginning of life. In the midst of all chaos, grace and mercy intervened.

The Author:
T.K. Ware’s Amazon: Here

Q & A:
The best thing about writing this book?
I enjoyed the angelic appearances and the perosona they represented.

Where did you get your idea for this story?
I wanted to create a story that demonstrates God’s grace and mercy that is available for anyone, regardless of their past mistakes.

What would you tell aspiring writers out there?
Write the story of your heart. There are so many writers in the world today, seeking to share distribute their stories. Believe in yourself. Don’t worry about trying to be like the next top best seller, but rather focus on being the best writer you can be. In time, your level of success will come.

What is your favorite book?
too many to choose from. I love Christian fiction with a suspenseful twist.

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Anything else that you would like to add?
A Husband’s Love made the best seller list for three categories. During my free promotion it was ranked number 1 with over 6,000 downloads with a couple of days. Once the promotion had ended, it was ranked on the best seller list for Christian and Mystery/Suspense books. It is currently still ranked.

I want to thank T.K. Ware for allowing me to promote his book on my blog. I hope this post has inspired you to go out and read A Husband’s Love!

Book Promotion: Altered Life by Keith Dixon

Today’s book promotion comes from Keith Dixon and his book called Altered Life. If you like Crime novels, take a look below. You might just find another book for your “to read” pile!


Book:Altered Life
Author: Keith Dixon

Publisher: Amazon
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Private Investigator Sam Dyke turns down a job that would require skills that he doesn’t have – patience, computer-literacy, tact. Then he finds that the skills he does have – tenacity, aggression, street-smarts – are exactly the ones he needs for his next case – hunting down a cold-blooded murderer who seems to know what his every step will be. To solve the case Sam must negotiate with his ex-wife, cement a relationship with a new love, unravel an office-based financial fraud and fight off an arrogant murderer armed only with a pen-knife. Altered Life is fast-paced, bitterly comic and introduces a tough new English private eye who knows what he wants and, usually, how to get it.


I want to thank Keith Dixon for allowing me to promote his book on my blog. I hope this post has inspired you to go out and read Altered Life!

Promo: Miss Simpkin’s School – Jane by Raven McAllan

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Take one virginal widow, add Molly Simpkins School of Seduction and one obliging gentleman, and what do you get? Scandal avoided and a virgin no more?

Molly Simpkins’ School for Seduction has helped many ladies of the ton to achieve their hearts desires, so helping Lady Jane Nicholby ought to be easy.

However, this young widow’s deep, dark secret means she can never remarry for fear of the scandal it would cause. Widows are not supposed to be virgins, after all.

Fortunately, Molly knows just the person to help her change this state of affairs. Persuading Luke De Freitas to fall in with her plans, though, will require all of her considerable skill.

A spot of blackmail should do the trick quite nicely…


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Jane let Luke lead her from the sitting room into the bedchamber. The bed itself, an overlarge four poster, seemed to dominate the room and the intricate crisscross of silken ropes and ties were, to her mind, excessive. She liked simple plain lines. Not at all the fashion of the day, but then Jane had never been one to follow fashion. Luke caught her gaze.

“I find it exciting to bind my companion’s hands and perhaps her body,” he said in the same tone he might use to admit he enjoyed a glass of port or a day’s riding to hounds. “Only if she’s willing, of course.” His look was speculative and Jane ignored the dampness between her thighs. The only times she’d ever experience that feeling was with the help of a specially crafted darning mushroom, that had never been near a sock or a hank of wool.

“Of course,” she said in the same tone. “And are they?”

“Well, you tell me.” Luke set one of the ropes swinging. “I’m not a mind reader, mores the pity.”

“I intend to walk before I run, or swing,” Jane said and turned into his arms.

Luke held her close, and she enjoyed the feeling of rightness. “Then a cuddle it is. Do you need—” He gestured to the door leading to the bathing chamber. “Everything is in there.”

The heat of a blush prickled her skin. “Please? Oh, and my nightrail?”

“Not needed. There’s a robe in there for you to wear until you come to bed. I’m going to use the bathing chamber across the hall, and meet you back here. I’m a modern man. I bathe and expect my guests to do so after a day’s hunting. We smell, the dogs smell, and I have no intention of my house smelling as well. Cleanliness is next to godliness, and I need all the help I can get.” He went out of the room whistling, and Jane chuckled as she made use of the facilities.

She eyed the robe that was indeed waiting for her. It was almost transparent. A robe for a lover. Had he really put it there with her in mind? She took a deep breath, wrapped it tightly around her body, and hurried into the bedchamber. To her relief, she was there before Luke and scrambled into bed, still wearing the robe. It might not afford much protection, but the illusion helped her.

Should she stretch out or sit up? Pull the covers up tight around her neck or strive for nonchalance and let them sit looser? Really it was so complicated.

The door opened and her mouth went dry as Luke reentered. Water droplets still clung to his hair, and he ran his hands through it in an effort to dry it. He was dressed in a banyan and as far as she could tell nothing else. The thin material clung to his damp body, and defined every muscle and sinew. It tented over his cock, which even as she stared pushed even more at the material.

Luke saw where she was looking and grinned. “My imagination on seeing you in my bed went into overdrive, and therefore so did my—er…” He gestured downward.

Jane gulped. Really it was way too late to act the prude. She rushed into speech before he could finish his words. “Your ‘er’ is pleased to see me?” she asked.

Luke gave a delighted shout of laughter. “Oh yes, even wrapped up like a mummy you entice and enchant.”

“That’s doing it a bit too brown, Luke,” Jane said, although a thrill of excitement coursed through her at his words. “I’m an overweight, widowed virgin of thirty five, not a young deb.”

“And I thank the lord for that.” Luke pulled the banyan over his head as he stood, seeming unconcerned by his magnificent nudity, before he turned back the covers on one side of the bed. “Except you are not overweight, but a perfect handful for a man to hold and caress. Move over unless you want me to stretch out on top of you? I think that’s missing a step, but I’m game if you are?” His light tone showed her he was kidding.

Or she thought he was. Jane slid further away from him until she hit the edge of the bed.

“Not that far, woman. I want to feel every inch of your beautiful curvy thank the lord non-deb body, not fresh air. I like something warm and womanly to hold on to. Come here.” Luke tugged on the edge of her robe, and pulled her toward him. She met his body with a thump, and his cock waved its greeting. Jane gave a silly, breathy giggle as he began to walk his fingers over the cloth, bunching it up and away from her body as he did so.

His fingers stroked the side of her breast and she squirmed.

“Ticklish?” There was a wicked twinkle in his eyes.

“Yes, no… argh you…” Jane did her best to inch away, but Luke pinned her arms to her sides and before she understood what he was doing, slipped her gown down them, and somehow had her naked before she could blink.

“How on earth did you do that?” she asked, genuinely interested.

“Practice, and no. I’m not telling you who on. That part of my life is over. I’ve turned over a new leaf. I’m a reformed character.”

“One who is about to deflower a virgin,” Jane reminded him with a smile.

“Only one virgin, and then I’ll stick to an experienced woman,” Luke said.

His words hit her as surely as if he’d used a stick. So she wasn’t what he wanted. Why did it matter so?

Because I want him to want me, only me. The regret she’d had when he offered her carte blanche and she’d refused came back multiplied. Luke’s was the face she imagined, and the body she fantasized over when she pleasured herself. She tried to move away, but he rolled on top of her and pinned her between his legs. His staff rubbed her belly and she felt the wetness that leaked from it. No doubt her quim and channel were as damp.

“Tell me now, Jane; do I stop or do I make you into that experienced woman now? My experienced woman.” His voice was strained. “I swear once I take you I won’t let you go. You’ll be mine however and whatever else happens. God, I’ve wanted you ever since I saw you at Nic’s when we were at Cambridge and oh fuck, say yes, please say yes.” He ground his cock into her belly and then lifted himself so it teased her cunt.

“Yes.” She nipped the first bit of skin she could get to. His ear. It would have to do until she could nip, kiss, and touch the rest of him. He wants me; he wants me, not just anyone, but me. Jane lifted her legs and circled his waist. The movement inched his cock just inside her channel. His sweat-slicked torso rubbed her breasts, and the hairs on his chest tickled her. She tightened her legs, in the hope his cock would move even further into her, but he held back and lifted his head to stare at her. “Yes, and yes.”

“Eh?” Luke looked as astounded as she’d felt at his words.

“Yes, for fuck’s sake, fuck me. And now before I lose my courage.


 About the Author

A multi-published author of erotic romance, Raven lives in Scotland, along with her husband and their two cats—their children having flown the nest—surrounded by beautiful scenery, which inspires a lot of the settings in her books.

She is used to sharing her life with the occasional deer, red squirrel, and lost tourist, to say nothing of the scourge of Scotland—the midge. As once she is writing she is oblivious to everything else, her lovely long-suffering husband is learning to love the dust bunnies, work the Aga, and be on stand-by with a glass of wine.

Book Promotion: Ratpaths by Angelika Rust

Today’s book promotion comes from Angelika Rust and her book called Ratpaths. If you like Fantasy, take a look below. You might just find another book for your “to read” pile!

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Author: Angelika Rust

Publisher: self-published
Format: Paperback, ebook
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Summary: ʺA young thief, caught between the rightful regent and the lord of the underworld. Fantasy novel with a touch of mafia and mystery. The city state of Istonnia is suffering, its people cowering under the thumb of a despotic ruler. Nivvo is a young thief, not interested in anything except keeping himself and his sister alive. That changes when he accidentally overhears a conversation. Now Nivvo finds himself up to his neck in trouble. He has only one night to find the rightful heir. He has to smuggle him out of the city before the tyrant and his black-clad soldiers kill them both. And he has to avoid the crime lord’s watchful eyes, for if Vicco Cambrosi catches them, they might be better off dead…ʺ


The Author:

Angelika Rust’s Youtube: Here
Angelika Rust’s Blog: Here
Angelika Rust’s Twitter: Here
Angelika Rust’s Facebook: Here
Angelika Rust’s Goodreads: Here
Q & A:

The best thing about writing this book?
Spending so much time with my imaginary friends…and on a more serious note, the real friends I made when I’d finally gathered the nerve to ask for feedback on a writers’ website.

Where did you get your idea for this story?
I’ve always had a soft spot for an idealized version of the mafia, the honor-among-thieves kind. And I wanted to write a fantasy book with no magic, mythical creatures or deus-ex-machina solutions. The story is a combination of both.

What would you tell aspiring writers out there?
Do it!

What is your favorite book?
The Lies of Locke Lamora, by Scott Lynch

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate?


I want to thank Angelika Rust for allowing me to promote her book on my blog. I hope this post has inspired you to go out and read Ratpaths!


Release Blast: Raven Falling by Misti Murphy

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Title: Raven Falling

Series: Shadows and Light #1

Author: Misti Murphy

Audience: Adult

Genre: Paranormal Fiction

Formats: E-Book

Publisher: Misti Murphy

Cover by: Yocla Design

Date Published: 17 July 2014


Raven Mackenzie has a normal life, a great job in finances and a never-ending closet. At the end of a hard day the only thing she wants is to spend time with her best friend Luke, her constant companion since they were teenagers.

Ash is an Angel of Death and for thousands of years he’s been taking souls to the other side. Now he faces his toughest mission. He made a promise to Raven’s father, a promise he intends to keep. He must help Raven survive no matter what the cost. Even if it means taking her into a world he hates.

When Raven meets Ash, her normal life is rocked to its core. No longer a human but an Angel of death, she is given a choice. She must decide between eternal torment and murder.

As Raven’s world crumbles around her, she finds herself torn between the decision she must make, her past, and the future she wants.

Will Raven be able to make the right choice before time runs out?

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RAVEN STOOD in the middle of Ash’s living room. It was not what she had expected. The furnishings were sparse, and thick with dust. Nothing about the place spoke of the man in front of her. His intensity, and his impeccable taste, obvious by the clothes he wore should have been noticeable in his belongings. Instead, his house looked like it should be tore down, and the way he fidgeted, shuffling his weight from one foot to the other made her think he wanted to be anywhere but here.

In the kitchen, he put the kettle on to boil and pulled a chipped blue mug from a cupboard, plunking a tea bag into it. “I hope you don’t mind it black.”

The room seemed to grow smaller with every moment she watched him, his agitation rubbing off on her. The air was thick with dust and she coughed, wondering if it would be rude of her to leave so soon. Her gut twisted, now he was not paying any attention to her, she couldn’t shake the feeling something was wrong.

He pushed the mug, the string of the tea bag still hanging down the side, in front of her and she took the warm cup. Sipping her tea, she followed him into the living room, noting the fading yellow paint, and threadbare carpet, full of waxy-edged burn marks. Abandoned, she thought, was the feeling she got from the house.

The night was not turning out the way she had wanted it to. He flung himself down into the armchair and waved for her to sit. She looked at the couch, and hoped her tetanus shots were up-to-date. It sagged heavily in the middle and she was sure she could see the end of one of the springs poking out of the worn upholstery.

She wanted to go back to when the night had promised kissing, when she had been excited to be going home with this good-looking stranger.

Together they sat in silence, the clock ticking quietly in the background. She waited impatiently. The longer she waited the more frustrated she got. Her nerves frayed with how weird the situation was, but she could not bring herself to leave. He had not made a move to speak, or to look in her direction, as if he had forgotten she was there.

He watched her as she shifted in her seat, unable to get comfortable. The hardness of the worn-out couch was causing her butt to go numb. Having sobered up considerably and the warmth of the tea having dissipated, she stood up to leave. There was no point in continuing this night and her bed called in a soft and inviting voice.

His voice sliced through her. “This is more difficult than I thought it would be. I have to tell you something important and I need you to listen.”

“What?” She gaped at him, as she slid back on to the couch. What could he possibly have to say that she needed to hear?

A shiver swept up her spine and she tried, unsuccessfully, to shake it off. She didn’t go home with random guys, no matter how handsome they were, or how good they smelled, and now he wanted to tell her something. Her heart was beating hard with the sense of danger, but she was stubborn too, and she would stay until she knew what she needed to know, whatever it was.

She had trusted him enough to leave the club with him, so she could give him the benefit of the doubt. She jostled her legs as she considered whether she might need to run away. Having run track all through high school, she knew she was fast, and hoped with a head start she would be able to outrun his long legs. She stared at the door for a moment and then gave him her full attention, not wanting him to realize what she was thinking. He rubbed his hands through his glossy black hair, making it look even more styled than it already was.

“I don’t know how to start this…,” he said, looking around the room, at anything but her. “I’m just going to have to tell you and hope you will not be too difficult to persuade.”

She didn’t know if he was trying to frighten her, but every word added to the uncertainty of the situation, and had her struggling to keep her eyes from the door. She wished for the second time that night she had chosen to wear ballet flats instead of heels. She was slowly deciding heels were not a girl’s best friend.

He sat forward, knotting his fingers under his chin and resting his elbows on his knees, looking her over as if she were an exotic specimen under a magnifying glass. “I don’t want to scare you, but I can’t see how I am going to tell you this without you freaking out.”

“Just tell me!”

“I’ve been sent to…mentor you through your testing.”

She had no idea what he was talking about, but he was right, she was freaking out. His eyes told her he was worried about her reaction, but his words were having that exact effect. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I have no choice… You have no choice. I was sent to watch you until… It’s time Raven. You are one of the chosen, one of ours and now it’s time.”

What the hell was happening? She felt like she was on the verge of a breakdown. Somewhere between dancing with Tarra, and now, her mind had simply vanished. She needed the full story, and she was no longer willing to wait to hear it.

However, he continued to circle his point.

“Your father was my friend. I promised him that when it was time, I would be there to help you.”

She did not understand why he would bring her father into it. He could not possibly have known her father, Sam. He had died fifteen years ago, and she had never seen Ash before tonight.

She had at first glance assumed he was not much older than she was, and on second glance she would not place his age over thirty-five. Even if he did have a full nine years on her, she didn’t really think he would have been the type of person her father would have known.

She stood up, her hands automatically going to her hips. It was a stance that had gotten her through many difficult situations. “Whatever you are trying to tell me, you need to tell me now. I am two seconds away from walking out the door.”

“Right.” He stood too, towering above her, causing her to step back. “Let me get straight to the point then. It is my job to know who you are, to protect you, and to help you survive. Your father was an amazing man. He was a very gentle man but he had a hard job, one that I am afraid you will inherit in a very short time, and I promised him I would prepare you for it. Your father was an angel. He and I, we are of the same line. We are Takers of Souls.”

“Takers of Souls?” The concept was familiar and she searched her memory. “Angels of Death? Shouldn’t there be only one?”

She couldn’t begin to process his far-fetched story, but the fact he thought he was an angel of death scuttled her nerves. She could see it in his eyes, in the way he talked that he truly believed what he was telling her. Oh, God, was she going to die tonight?

What if he was stuck in his own fantasy world? How could he know enough about her to get her here, alone, in such a dangerous situation? Could he have been watching her, following her and had she simply not noticed? She tried to remember if she had seen him before, but she knew she would have remembered him. Anyone who saw him would have to notice him.

Her legs jiggled with adrenaline. Despite wanting to run, she felt compelled to listen to him, to stay and hear him out.

Every word he said sounded like the truth. It was only her brain, which kept her from believing, from falling under his spell. Her brain was a logical thing and would require proof. Something she was sure he would be unable to provide. She glanced at the door for the millionth time.

“Your father is dying, Raven, and even though he fell many years ago, his role has not been replaced. When he passes, that role will be yours. You are being called to serve.”

“Wait! What do you mean my father is dying?” Raven could not believe what she was hearing. Her father had died. She had been at his funeral; it was the last time she had gotten to say good-bye to the man who had meant so much to her.

She could still remember that day clearly. She had held her mother’s hand as they entered the church. Inside she could hear the voices of the many people who had come to say good-bye to her father. His coffin had been at the front of the room, and they had had to walk past the rows of pews to where her father’s body rested. Her mother had been broken as they stood beside the coffin saying their final good-byes; she had squeezed her mother’s hand, holding on as she watched her mother’s tears trailing silently down the woman’s cheeks.

She had wanted to comfort her mother, but didn’t know how to reach out to the woman who had shut down completely on hearing the news of her beloved husband’s death. They had stood silently hand in hand for a long time, staring at the man laid out in a black suit.

She had wondered why her father had been in a suit, and not in his customary uniform of denim and a T-shirt. It was the only time she could remember seeing him in a suit and it had looked so wrong on him. His skin had been pale, tinged blue and his eyes closed, and she hoped that he was only sleeping, although she knew, that he would never wake up. She had leaned closer and whispered to him, “Don’t leave me, Daddy.”

The tears had flowed freely then, dashing a mad race down her cheeks, as her mother pulled her quickly to the front pew where they sat silently side-by-side for the rest of the funeral. She hadn’t gone to the cemetery, although she had wanted to. Her mother had sent her home to prepare for the visitors that would arrive shortly after they lowered her father into the ground.

“My father died a long time ago,” she said.

“No. He didn’t.” His voice was quiet, and sliced through her like steel. Raven stopped and turned.

“Yes…” He had her questioning herself. “… he did.”

“Your father is an angel. Angels are immortal beings, and as such, he cannot die. However, to hide himself and you from us, he has had to siphon off his immortality, now he is getting weak and they will find both of you.” He was coming toward her, his hands moving rapidly as he talked.

“Them? Do you mean God?”

“No! I mean them!” He hissed, rolling his eyes heavenwards. “The Shadows. God is for humans—those that don’t know any better.”

“So my father is not dead?”


“You’re lying. Why are you lying to me?” she snapped and took a step toward him, her hands balled in fists at her sides.

She did not want to believe him anymore than she wanted to go through the pain of losing her father a second time, adding to it the misery of finding out he had abandoned her all those years ago.

“Unfortunately, Raven, that’s not your choice to make. You are required for service. It’s time to face your past and your future.” He was stalking her across the room and she took another step back, the back of her knees hitting against the coffee table. There was nowhere for her to go.

“Why? Why should I?” She did not know why she kept having this conversation with him.

“Because you are the only heir your father had. As our leader, he must be replaced by his own bloodline, and when he dies that role will be assigned to you. You don’t get a choice in whether you accept it, only whether you survive it.”

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about the author

imageMisti Murphy has lived in a fantasy world most of her life. She is away with the faeries, the angels, vampires, shifters and dragons.

Misti writes to give voice to her imaginary friends, who want a real life on paper, where they can be free to be themselves.

When she’s not writing, she is almost always reading anything she can get her hands on. She reads word like they are chocolate, and must be devoured in one sitting.

She can often be found multi-tasking effortlessly while reading a book and spending time with her husband, four children and two dogs.

She loves chocolate as much as she loves reading, and enjoys baking desserts that result in diabetic comas. In her downtime she procaffinates with friends and stalks Facebook.


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Book Promotion: Rise Above It All NOW by Robert Dembik

Today’s book promotion comes from Robert Dembik and his book called Rise Above It All NOW. If you like Self-Help books, take a look below. You might just find another book for your “to read” pile!


Book:Rise Above It All NOW
Author: Robert Dembik

Publisher: Storymerchant
Format: ebook
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Summary: ʺIn this self-help inspirational work by Robert G. Dembik, we are taken on a journey of courage, resiliency, hope and victory. Through Dembik’s adversities of losing his father in his last semester of college, being diagnosed with kidney disease at age 24, to overcoming two kidney transplant rejections, a near-death experience and eventually landing on his feet with a miraculous third transplant, we are enthralled by the fortitude that he discovers and develops along his path. Through these experiences Dembik has developed six pathways to meeting, coping and becoming victorious over any of life’s challenges, including big and small adversities¬-and you can too! Along his path Dembik searches for inspiration to complete this book and in doing so discovers the “Angelic” mist above Niagara Falls, which he calls the “Niagara Falls Angel.” Be inspired by his six pathways: Active Coping, Emotional Maturity, Surrender, Discovery, Worthiness, Hope, and take comfort in knowing that the ultimate message of the Niagara Falls Angel is “Someone or something will always have your back.”ʺ


The Author:

Robert Dembik’s Facebook: Here
Q & A:

The best thing about writing this book? ʺIn this self-help inspirational work by Robert G. Dembik, we are taken on a journey of courage, resiliency, hope and victory. Through Dembik’s adversities of losing his father in his last semester of college, being diagnosed with kidney disease at age 24, to overcoming two kidney transplant rejections, a near-death experience and eventually landing on his feet with a miraculous third transplant, we are enthralled by the fortitude that he discovers and develops along his path. Through these experiences Dembik has developed six pathways to meeting, coping and becoming victorious over any of life’s challenges, including big and small adversities¬-and you can too! Along his path Dembik searches for inspiration to complete this book and in doing so discovers the “Angelic” mist above Niagara Falls, which he calls the “Niagara Falls Angel.” Be inspired by his six pathways: Active Coping, Emotional Maturity, Surrender, Discovery, Worthiness, Hope, and take comfort in knowing that the ultimate message of the Niagara Falls Angel is “Someone or something will always have your back.”ʺ


I want to thank Robert Dembik for allowing me to promote his book on my blog. I hope this post has inspired you to go out and read Rise Above It All NOW!


Promo: The Ulfric’s Mate by Leona J Bushman

The ulfric's mate

Nolan Littlebull is the alpha of the Wahpawhat pack of Werewolves and the lead detective on a series of murders of pregnant women from his pack. Torn between human justice and were justice, he travels deep onto the Yakama Reservation tracking the ones responsible. He is attacked by one of the rival pack, only to be defended by another from the rival pack.

Alexandria George is the healer for the Lupins. She defends the mysterious wolf in their territory from her pack’s bully and escapes with the stranger.

Nolan and Alex face the complications of being mated and together they must find and identify the killer while facing an uncertain future.

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“Thanks,” he said, his voice muffled through the shirt. “For the rescue as well,” he added quietly after pulling on the shirt she had dug out from behind his dirty truck seat.

“You’re welcome,” she replied as she stepped off the truck’s running board. “Lead me to my room. I’m exhausted and need my beauty rest.” As she came around the front end of the truck, she smiled.

“From where I’m standing, you get plenty of that.”

Her face heated as a blush crept along her cheekbones. “Thanks.” She walked up the front steps to his two-story home. It looked like a phantom rising out of the ground. The windows reflected the mesmerizing moonlight and the glow made her think of stars in the predawn just before the sun rises to take away their backdrop.

He unlocked the door, opened it, and waited for her to precede him. Gentleman? Or the training of law enforcement to never have their backs turned to a criminal? She tried to read his mind, but he held it carefully blank.

“Main living area is upstairs. You keep going right as you get up the stairs, and the bathroom is at the end of the hall. The guest room is the last one on the left. My room’s on the right if you need anything.” Even his voice was neutral.

She looked at him curiously for a moment before heading to the bathroom. When she stepped under the shower’s stream, she sighed in relief. Her skin itched and felt over tight from the dried gunk left on her skin and in her hair after the shape-shifting.

As she relaxed under the spray of warm water, pictures of her in the shower started playing through her head. She was washing her hair and lathering the soap across her breasts when Nolan arrived. Her belly quivered with lust which pooled, then spread as she envisioned him in there with her.

When her daydream reached the point of him entering, she realized it was his thoughts in her head. The fantasy abruptly stopped as if someone had switched the channel. She tried to feel annoyed that his fantasy had intruded on her quiet moment, but the heat in her abdomen kept her from lying to herself.

She wanted him as much as he wanted her. She was aware of his struggle to control his thoughts and appreciated the attempt at valor. However, she knew that a single, healthy man with a woman he found attractive using his shower was bound to have sensual thoughts.

She finished, dressed in the clothes provided by him, and walked out to the main living area. He stood by a large bay window, looking out at the mountain in the distance. He turned toward her slightly, then shifted his gaze back to the picturesque view.

“I’m sorry,” he said quietly and with dignity. “I’ve always judged other men for how they seemed to objectify every woman they see. Then I go and do it with a woman in my protection. I’m aware that you saw what I was thinking. I—”

She put a finger on his lips. “I too have read men’s thoughts regarding women. Regarding me. You tried to keep yours in check. We saved each other’s lives. We’re coming down off the adrenaline high of battle combined with the lust of our animal sides. It’s natural and healthy for you to see me as desirable. It’s also honorable of you to stop them when you realized what you were doing.”

Nolan looked at her intently, and she could feel him in her mind probing her for truth. She thought he didn’t even know he was doing it. It was probably a technique he had employed since childhood. She smiled at him and kissed him softly on the mouth.

About the Author


Leona Bushman can be found in Eastern Washington with her husband and children writing, painting, gardening, running, camping, or just reading or crafting. She also loves to swim but rarely gets a chance to as she’s busy chasing after three of five children still left at home. Sassy and saucy, she can be found writing about her trials and errors as a mom and writer at the following places:


The website:

And don’t forget Facebook:

If you want more of her, she’s found on twitter as often as not at @L_Bushman just follow and don’t be a spammer. She follows back if you look like a real person. Besides werewolves, she also likes zombies, vampires, and fairies. You’re likely to catch her attention if you talk to her about any of the above. Or sports. She loves sports but rarely gets a chance to indulge in that love. So speak up!

Book Promotion: A God for All Seasons by Patti Tingen

Today’s book promotion comes from Patti Tingen and her book called A God for All Seasons. If you like Inspirational nonfiction, take a look below. You might just find another book for your “to read” pile!

 a god for all seasons

Book: A God for All Seasons
Author: Patti Tingen
Nonfiction, Inspirational

Publisher: Booklocker
Format: Paperback, ebook
Release Date:

Summary: A God for All Seasons: Inspiration and Reflection for All Times takes the reader on a yearlong journey, month by month. Starting with winter, the book moves through the natural seasons of the year. Each chapter then correlates with a month, starting with December, and offers personal testimony and insights for the various spiritual seasons that we all experience. The theme of the book is that God’s love and presence is with us through every time and every season of our lives.


The Author:

Patti Tingen’s Blog: Here
Patti Tingen’s Facebook: Here
Patti Tingen’s Book Trailer: Here

Q & A:

The best thing about writing this book? Being able to use the difficult times that my husband and I have been through to bring hope and encouragement to others.

Where did you get your idea for this story? During a time of reflection, I recognized in a deeper way than ever before, that God was with me in every single situation throughout my life. In every loss, every victory, every tear, and every joy—God was there. Ecclesiastes 3:1 says, “There is a time for everything, a season for every activity under heaven.” With new revelation, I understood that we truly have a God for all seasons. Then I thought, “That would make a great book title!”

What would you tell aspiring writers out there? Never give up on your ideas or dreams. Do the hard work to see your story in print and you’ll never regret it!

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate? Hot chocolate


I want to thank Patti Tingen for allowing me to promote her book on my blog. I hope this post has inspired you to go out and read A God for All Seasons!

Blog Tour and Giveaway: Three Little Lies by Melissa Wolff




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Title: Three Little Lies

Author: Melissa Wolff

Audience: Young Adult

Genre: Thriller

Formats: E-book and Paperback

Publisher: Melissa Wolff

Cover by: Janine Fourie

Editor: Emily Hendricks

Pages: 260 pages

ISNB: 978-1499159882

Date Published: June 4, 2014.



It is the summer of 2012. The sky is blue, the ocean is crisp, and six young women are missing, including Madison Porter.

At the disappearance of her best friend, Amber Swanson falls into a spiral of destruction. She smokes, drinks and gets caught stealing. Her parents don’t know what to do with her, so she is sent to live with her half-sister, Rebecca, in Virginia.

Ethan Hunter lives by the saying ‘blood is thicker than water’; even when his mother up and left him. At sixteen, he’s torn between holding on to the only family he has left and forging his own path for the future. He secretly plans his escape from his small, southern town.

The two lives collide and, as Amber puts the pieces of her best friend’s disappearance together, she and Ethan are thrown into a whirlwind of secrets, deceit, and murder.

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“Amber!” My eyes snapped open and I looked around wildly. Cold sweat beaded my forehead and my hands were shaking. My wooden leg wasn’t next to me but my sister and Jacob were. Jacob held crutches and handed them to me as our eyes met.

“Thanks,” I muttered, forgetting for a moment that I didn’t like him. “Why are you screaming at me?”

“Because you were screaming yourself,” Rebecca said. “You must have fallen asleep and you started crying out.” I sat up straighter. Not this again I thought. The doctor said the pills would take care of it.

“How bad?” I asked. “What did I say?”

“I couldn’t understand you,” Rebecca admitted. “But it sounded pretty bad. Is everything okay?”

“It’s fine,” I said sharply. There was no way that I was going to tell Rebecca about the dream. “I’m fine.”

“There’s no reason to be so angry Amber,” Jacob said. “Your sister is just trying to help.”

“I said I’m fine,” I snapped. “She’s not trying to help as much as trying to get on our father’s good side. She was always the goody two shoes…daddy’s little princess. If her perfect reputation wasn’t at stake, she wouldn’t give a damn about me.”

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1. Sugar We’re Going Down – Fall Out Boy

2. Don’t Speak – No Doubt

3. With Me – Sum 41

4. Flagpole Sitta – Harvey Danger

5. Are You Gonna Be My Girl – Jet

6. Thnks Fr Th Mmrs – Fall Out Boy

7. Wannabe – Spice Girls

8. Jumpin, Jumpin – Destiny’s Child

9. We’ve Got Tonight – Glee Cast Version

10. Wrecking Ball – Miley Cyrus








clip_image006Melissa Wolff was born and raised on Long Island. This is her second self-published young adult novel. She is also a writer for LIB Magazine and has been featured on as well as the Post Pioneer.

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Tour Schedule – Two Month Blog Tour for Three Little Lies by Melissa Wolff from June 23 to Aug 23, 2014.



Coffee Books & Art – Promo, Playlist, Dream Cast &

Top Ten



Our New Generation for Reading – Promo



3 Partners in Shopping, Nana, Mommy, & Sissy, Too! -




Deal Sharing Aunt – Promo & Author Interview



Booky Ramblings of a Neurotic Mom – Promo & Top Ten



Bound 2 Escape – Promo



A Cauldron of Books – Promo & Dream Cast



Read It Write – Promo



Angels with Attitude Book Reviews – Promo & Author




The Idle Musings of a Writer’s Mind – Promo



The Phantom Paragrapher – Promo



Night Owl Reviews – Promo



Bajgajka Loves Books And Giveaways – Promo & Dream cast



The Avid Reader – Promo & Dream cast



Crazy Beautiful Reviews - Review



Fiction Dreams – Promo & Author Interview



iHeart Books by MiLo18

- Promo



Book Hostage – Promo

Undercover Book Reviews – Promo & Review



Eclipse Reviews – Promo, Character Interview, Playlist &

Dream Cast



Portals to new Worlds – Promo, Playlist & Dream Cast

July 19

For The Love of Books – Review



Book Talk Review – Promo



Breny’s Book Obsession- Promo & Dream Cast

Books, Brownies

and Barkers – Review



Sinful Reviews – Promo



The Whispering Pages Book Blog – Promo & Playlist



The Book Fairy Reviews – Promo, Review, Playlist & Dream




Sassy Southern Book Blog – Promo & Review



Bookworm for Kids – Review



Fuonlyknew ~ Laura’s Ramblins And Reviews – Promo

The Page

Princess – Promo & Dream Cast



For The Love of Books – Review



Movies, Shows & Books – Promo & Review



Read That – Promo



Book Hostage – Promo



Once Upon a YA Book – Promo & Top Ten



Books, Authors, Blogs – Promo & Dream Cast



The Book Enthusiast – Review



A One-click Addict’s Book Blog – Promo & Review

Bound 2 Escape – Promo



Fictional Rendezvous Book Blog – Promo



TTC Books and more – Promo & Playlist



Pretty Girls Read Books – Promo

Aug 18

Cajun Book Lover – Promo, Review

Aug 19

Tammy’s Tea Time – Promo, Review



Sweet Treat Reading Reviews – Promo

Aug 22

Devilishly Delicious Book Reviews -


Aug 23

Dalene’s Book Reviews – Promo, Review & Playlist