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Monday, August 19, 2019

Excerpt: The Devil’s Apprentice (The Great Devil War #1) by Kenneth B. Andersen + giveaway

I'm very excited to share this book with you all today! The Devil's Apprentice in the first book in the incredibly imaginative, and wonderfully entertaining, YA Fantasy series, The Great Devil War. There will be exclusive content and a giveaway so be sure to read on! 

The Devil’s Apprentice (The Great Devil War #1)
by Kenneth B. Andersen
October 8, 2018
322 pages
Genre: YA Fantasy 
Book 1 in the multi-award winning series. Published in more than 10 countries and movie rights optioned!

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Welcome to a world like no other!

Philip is a good boy, a really good boy, who accidentally gets sent to Hell to become the Devil's heir. The Devil, Lucifer, is dying and desperately in need of a successor, but there's been a mistake and Philip is the wrong boy. 

Lucifer has no other choice than to begin the difficult task of training Philip in the ways of evil. Philip is terrible at being bad, but when he falls in love with the she-devil Satina and experiences the powerful forces of love and jealousy, the task becomes much easier. 

Philip finds both friends and enemies in this odd, gloomy underworld--but who can he trust, when he discovers an evil-minded plot against the dark throne? 

The Great Devil War is a gripping and humorous tale about good and evil seen from a different perspective, set in a world beyond your wildest dreams. 
"You’re fairly young, aren’t you?” A forked tongue moistened his scaly fingers, and he flipped through more pages. “How old are you?” 
“I’m thirteen.” 
“Thirteen?” the beast mumbled, clearly impressed. “It’s not very often they come to us so young. You must’ve done something really horrific.” 
“What do you mean?” Philip shook his head. “What is this place?” 
“This place?” The monster raised an eyebrow. “Haven’t you figured it out yet? Oh well, evilness and stupidity often go hand in hand.” His crooked smile revealed pointed teeth, and his gruff voice lowered to a hiss. “This, my boy, is the outer court of Hell. That—” he directed a hooked nail at the black gate, “is Hell.” 
“Hell?” Philip whispered, and he saw it all again in his mind. The cat that had spoken to him. The shove to his back that had sent him hurtling into the street. Sam’s triumphant howling. The sound of squealing brakes. The car and the elderly man behind the wheel. And the darkness that had followed. A dream, he’d said as he stood at the top of the long stairwell, knowing deep inside that it was a lie. This was no dream. The car hit me, he thought. It hit me, and I’m dead. I died, and now I’m in… in… “Hell?” he repeated, totally confused. How could he be in Hell? Only evil people went to Hell. Right? “I’m in Hell?” 
“You need to say that three times before it sinks in?” the demon said, skimming through his book. “But it could be worse. Plenty others have to say it many more times before it sinks in. Ah, here it is! Let me see.” From the breast pocket of his robe he drew out a pair of silver-framed spectacles and put them on. The demon scanned the page quickly, using his finger as a guide. “Just like I said,” he shouted angrily, pounding the book with his balled fist. “No one was supposed to enter tonight! Not for a few hours anyway, when an entire troop of politicians were to arrive!” The creature shook his head resignedly. “Well, since you’ve already spoiled my night off, I might as well send you straight to your punishment. What is your name, kid?” 
Philip didn’t reply, but stared at the demon, dumbstruck. 
“Wake up! We don’t have all night. Eternity waits. Your name?” 
Philip cleared his throat timidly. “Philip.” 
“Philip, Philip, Philip,” the demon mumbled, riffling back and forth a few pages. He wrinkled his brow. “That’s odd. Last name?” Philip told him his full name, and once again the demon searched in his book. The wrinkles in his brow deepened, and his yellow nails scratched at his scalp. Then he shook his head and clapped the book shut with a sigh. “That name isn’t in the registry. Some dumb fool has made a mistake, kid. You’re not supposed to be here.” 
“I’m not?” Philip said and felt a warm relief spreading through him. Then his eyes fell on the inky, thick darkness that enveloped the walls of Hell, and his sense of relief vanished. “Then where should I be?”


… and I began writing when I was a teenager. My first book was a really awful horror novel titled Nidhug’s Slaves. It didn’t get published. Luckily. During the next 7 years, I wrote nearly 20 novels–all of which were rejected–while working as a school teacher. The rest of the time I spent writing. In 2000 I published my debut fantasy book, The Battle of Caïssa, and that’s when things really took off. Since then I’ve published more than thirty-five books for children and young adults in genres ranging from fantasy to horror and science fiction. My books have been translated into more than 15 languages and my series about the superhero Antboy has been adapted for film, which is available on Netflix. An animated tv series is currently in development. A musical of The Devil’s Apprentice opened in the fall 2018 and the movie rights for the series have also been optioned. I live in Copenhagen with my wife, two boys, a dog named Milo and spiders in the basement. About THE GREAT DEVIL WAR: The Great Devil War was published in Denmark from 2005-2016, beginning with The Devil’s Apprentice. Even though the story (mostly) takes place in Hell and deals with themes like evil, death and free will, it is also a humoristic tale about good and evil seen from a different perspective. A tale that hopefully will make the reader – young or old, boy or girl – laugh and think. Welcome to the other side!

Blog Tour Schedule
August 19th
Reads & Reels (Review)
The Magic of Wor(l)ds (Interview)
Jessica Belmont (Review)
Gwendalyn’s Books (Review)

August 20th
YA/NA Book Divas (Excerpt)
Ity Reads Books (Review)
Reviews and Promos by Nyx (Review)
Quirky Cats Fat Stacks (Review)

August 21st
B is for Book Review (Excerpt)
The Faerie Review (Review)
An Ocean A Glimmer (Review)

August 22nd
Jaunts & Haunts (Review)
Shalini’s Books and Reviews (Review)
The Bookworm Drinketh (Review)
I Love Books and Stuff (Excerpt)

August 23rd
Breakeven Books (Excerpt)
Entertainingly Nerdy (Review)
Cats Luv Coffee (Review)

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Sunday, August 18, 2019

99 Cent Sale: The Complete Elite Series Trilogy by Jonathan Yanez

When life knocks you down you get back up and when it bites, you bite back.

The Elite Series
by Jonathan Yanez
June 24, 2018
664 pages
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Archimedes Books
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR

When life knocks you down you get back up and when it bites, you bite back.

For Connor Moore, life has been a beast and it's not about to get any easier.

You see Connor's not your everyday average run of the mill young adult character stuck in a story we've all heard before. He's an elite human carrying an extra DNA strand that you and I don't have and it's just begging to be activated.

I could tell you more but this is a spoiler free zone. All I can say is that we covered our bases on this one including; adventure, action, romance, suspense, comedy and characters.

Don't take my word for it I'm pretty biased. Grab your copy now and get ready for an all nighter, lost in the pages of what could be.
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About the Author:
More animal than man, he bleeds caffeine and... Ah, I'm just kidding. It sounded cool though right?

I'm Jonathan, a former personal trainer turned full-time author and part-time model.

I could go on and on about how many books I've written and awards I've won and blah, blah, blah but I'd rather use this time for you to get to know the real me.

I write because that's what I was born to do and I freaking love doing it. Because of awesome people like you, I get to do it full time.

Connecting with fellow lovers of the written word is important to me so please join the Pack via my website at where you can grab an exclusive story or hang out with us at

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Saturday, August 17, 2019

Book Review: Borough of Bones (Zone War Series Book 2) by John Conroe

Borough of Bones (Zone War Series Book 2) 
by John Conroe
April 15, 2019
Pages: 287
Zone War 2. Ajaya is back in the Zone again - training soldiers to survive the unsurvivable, and using his time inside to hunt for answers of his own. And what he finds reaches far, far outside Manhattan. Human life has been extinguished from the Zone, but what's brewing there is far from satisfied. Racing to contain the danger, Ajaya must protect his own from threats in every direction, both outside and inside the deadliest Borough on the planet.

In the second book of the zone war trilogy Ajaya is training solders to try to survive in the zone. The challenges that he faces as a young instructor is something that many of us can relate to at one time or another in our life. Ajaya also wants to know the truth about something he thought he saw in the zone and digging into this may bring more danger to him and his family then the zone does every time he enters.

At first when I started reading book 2 I thought it wasn’t as fast paced and exciting as book 1, little did I know that patience is a virtue and the best was yet to come. This book is so well written and Conroe does a tremendous job of painting a picture of what our future could hold with technology and the greed of the human race.

Getting 5 sheep

Denise B

About the Author:
Conroe wrote his first readable novel, God Touched, right after finishing his daughter's copy of Twilight and muttering: "Vampires don't farging sparkle!"

With seven more books in the series and a stand alone novel (Black Frost), he doesn't seem to be slowing down. He cut his reading teeth on the likes of Robert E. Howard, Edgar Rice Burroughs, JRR Tolkien, Robert Heinlein, Andre Norton, and H. Beam Piper.

Financial professional by day and author by night (actually by morning), he bangs out his stories with fingers that are usually sore from forge burns or getting beat up at the dojo.

Friday, August 16, 2019

Excerpt: Re-Vamping Las Vegas by Jen Pretty + giveaway

Re-Vamping Las Vegas 
by Jen Pretty 
July 12th, 2019
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Paranormal
Nia hates people.
She also hates vampires.
Too bad she is one.

An innocent bit of fun finds Nia tangled with a dangerous man and the powers that be send her to live with the vampire lord of Las Vegas.
Their efforts to get Nia back on the straight and narrow are almost as ridiculous as her fathers attempt to make her this heir in his bid for world domination.

It’s Las Vegas, what trouble could she possibly find?

Her life takes a sharp turn when someone tries to use her in a power struggle against her father, and her past sneaks up on her.

The past never stays where you left it, and sometimes the beginning is just the start of the end.

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“Twenty bucks!”

“I told you I won’t take your bets anymore, Nia.”

“Aw, come on. Chicken?”

“Broke,” Ray laughed as he moved down the bar to deliver a drink.

On Saturday nights, half-drunk college kids filled the city. That’s what’s great about living in a small college town. The nightlife was young, beautiful and flocked to the local hot spots. Ray’s nightclub was large, and the bar ran along one full wall. The opposite end was a raised DJ booth and in between was a sea of bodies writhing and churning like the ocean.

Ray’s was closest to the college, and I always got in free, but Saturday night was my favourite.

My victim danced around with a drink in his hand, trying to pick up girls. Cute and soft, like a puppy, his tail flapped so fast his butt wiggled. I was sure he would strikeout. The girls who came to a bar like this weren’t looking for a nice boy. Wearing their low-cut tops with their hair swept up, displaying their necks like a fisherman in a market with his catch of the day.

They were dinner on legs.

Very long legs.

I downed my drink and left the barstool to join the wild party girls. They were probably going to hell, but so was I. We might as well enjoy ourselves. Music was the great equalizer, forcing us all to move to its beat in the cramped space between our bodies. The stench of sweat and antiperspirant filled the stagnant air. My sense of smell was, unfortunately, more delicate than the rest of the people in the nightclub, but the alcohol numbed it.

My teeth ached. The sight of that wiggly boy made me ravenous, but I kept losing sight of him. There he was. His sandy hair was long enough it stuck it to his forehead, slick with sweat. Then he disappeared in the crowd. I danced with the girls until I caught sight of him again. He sat at the bar, another drink in his hand. Was that his third? Hmm, college boy might be getting tipsy.

The music changed from deep bass to a sharp pop song, and the silly girls all screamed with glee.


I wasn’t drunk enough for this. As I crossed the room, my nape prickled. A pair of eyes tracked me. Ryan. He was a moron and always had to shop at my club. There were two other nightclubs like this one in town, but Ryan still came to dinner here.

I blocked out the feeling of his eyes on my ass and slid onto the barstool beside my new puppy. I waved to Ray who shook his head when he caught sight of who I was sitting beside. He poured me another drink. Only one type of drink affected patrons like me. Ray kept it well stocked. One more reason this was my favourite nightclub.

“How are you, Nia?”

He snuck up beside me — creepy bastard.

“I’m fine, Ryan. Go away.”

Ray delivered my drink. I picked up the glass and took a long sip.

Ryan didn’t speak again. He stood beside me staring holes into the side of my head. I rolled my eyes and looked at him. He had coiffed his hair in a modern style. He looked like a pale GQ model with sharp teeth. Too bad he was a disgusting blood-sucking old guy and every time he opened his mouth, I heard nails on a chalkboard.

“I haven’t seen you around town this week,” he said, flashing me his teeth.

Like I cared about his long, pointy incisors. I wasn’t a college girl, ready to throw myself at any old, gross vampire.

“That’s because I have been busy and also, I’ve been avoiding you.” I turned my back to him, hoping Ryan would take the hint and leave me alone, only to find my puppy had left.


About the Author:
Jen Pretty is a well- known and prolific writer of smart urban fantasies. Her novels are character-driven, witty, often violent, and with a liberal sprinkling of course language. Some of her books genre-hop into mythology, pulling characters and situations from a variety of sources.
When not writing, Jen can be found in the barn with her horses, or knee-deep in the vegetable garden at her home in rural Ontario, Canada, which she shares with her husband, three children, and a white husky dog named Salt.

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Thursday, August 15, 2019

Release Day: Bloodlines (The Dark Fae Chronicles Book One) by S. K. Gregory + excerpt + giveaway

When the Fae take over the world, only one girl can bring them down.

Bloodlines, young adult, dystopian, S. K. Gregory, urban fantasy
Bloodlines (The Dark Fae Chronicles Book One)

by S. K. Gregory
August 15, 2019
Genre: YA Dystopian/Urban Fantasy
Number of pages: 193
Word Count: 35,000
Cover Artist: Taurus Colosseum
When the Fae take over the world, only one girl can bring them down.

Nova and her mother take a trip to England, where Nova accidentally awakens an ancient Fae Queen. Now a prisoner to her ‘Uncle’ Phillip, Nova discovers the truth about herself – she is Fae too.

A new world order…

The Fae Queen unleashes her creatures on the world, seeking revenge on the humans and her brother, who imprisoned her. She will bring them to their knees, no matter the cost.

Nova is mankind’s last hope…

Nova escapes from her prison and finds that the world is no longer recognizable. Humans are struggling to survive, driven underground, they scavenge food where they can. Nova stumbles across some of the survivors who take her in, not knowing what she is. It’s time for Nova to make a choice. Side with the humans who raised her, or her true family – the Fae. As the only one who can overthrow the Queen, Nova may be the last hope of humankind.

Which side will she choose?

Asteria was asleep and dreaming of the war when the first drop of blood touched the Earth. Her eyes opened for the first time in a millennia, as she felt the vibrations through the soil.

Oberon’s blood. It has been shed.

Her kin started to awaken too. They lay below her, her subjects, the ones who followed her in her bid to become Queen. Even Oberon’s loyal followers were entombed with her. He showed them no loyalty to them, choosing instead to seal them all away until only he remained.

Selfish of you, brother, Asteria thought. She remembered that day on the battlefield, when she lay waste to all around her, smiting and cursing the humans because he preferred them to his own kind.

She was majestic, riding forth on her winged horse, her red hair, the color of blood, flowing behind her as she rode. She was well named. She held the power of the sun within her and was determined to scorch the Earth, rid the world of the human vermin and make it fit for the Fae once more.

She should have succeeded, but Oberon fought dirty. He knew he could never defeat her head on, so he used blood magic to open a sinkhole in the Earth. One by one, her brethren were sucked inside.

As she stared her brother in the eyes, she asked him – why? She didn’t expect to see pain in them, but it was there all the same.

She fought hard but the magic was too strong. She was sucked down into the ground, her body trapped by the layers of dirt. But Fae cannot be killed by being buried alive, no, they remained conscious, forever subdued, while the world above them carried on.

But Asteria could still dream and she dreamed of the day she would escape and finish what she started. While she did not share her brother’s ability to see the future, she was able to see glimpses of the world above her. The humans grew in number at an alarming rate. They laid waste to the Earth, murdering each other over petty squabbles. At times she wondered if they would do her job for her, but no, they continued to flourish and breed.

Oberon decided to mark the spot where they fell, placing huge stones above them, as grave markers. The stupid humans would flock to the site to marvel at the structure.

If only they knew what lay beneath their feet.

She wanted to reach out and grab them, to strip their flesh from their bones and swallow it whole.

Today was one of the days they congregated here – the Solstice. Surprising that the fickle creatures remembered such sacred days. The Solstice was a rare time when she could feel the sun’s energy replenishing her.

She longed to bask in its glow. It was so cold down here, so dark. That was when she felt it. Some primal part of her reaching out to something familiar in the world above. What was that?

For a moment, a brief moment, she was connected to it. Oberon? He has returned. The connection broke as quickly as it came.

Oberon never came here. Even with her ability to reach out into the world, she never once felt him. Saw him. Perhaps he changed his mind? Could he have decided that she was right all along?

Then the blood dropped. Fresh, warm, it struck the dirt like the first drop of rain after a long drought.

He is here. He is releasing us. No doubt he had seen what this world had become and decided to join her against the humans.

All around her, the others were reacting to the blood too, eager to be free.

Patience, my pets, she thought. It would take time for the blood to reach them, but when that first drop touched her, this Earth would face a reckoning. There would be no more mistakes, no more truces with the humans. They would be wiped out quickly, without warning. Most would be consumed and the rest? Well, she’d had plenty of time to think of suitable ways to torture them. This world would be hers. If Oberon wanted to join her, so be it. She could work with her brother despite all that he had done. They could slay the humans together, help restore the Earth to the way it once was, so it could heal and the magic could flow freely once more.

And when it’s over, I’ll cut off his head and place him in a tomb of his own. Somewhere dark, cold, where he will be completely alone. When a Fae dies naturally, they enter the Summerlands, but she would ensure he never reached it. He didn’t deserve peace. She would trap his essence in a body that could not be used, for all eternity.

The blood began to work its way down towards her.

Come. Yes, free us, brother. It will be the last thing you do.

About the Author:

S. K. Gregory is the author of several urban fantasy, paranormal romance and young adult novels. She runs a blog that supports indie authors by offering book reviews and promotions.

She is an editor and proofreader with JEA Press. With a background in journalism and film making, she recently worked on an arts based radio show called Lisburn Reads, with a focus on local writers.

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Wednesday, August 14, 2019

Fantasy author Michael Williams: My nerdy origins (Trajan's Arch Book Tour)

For this post, I was asked whether I had “nerd tendencies toward something,” and for a while, I was pressed to answer. One of the peculiarities of my nerdiness is that I don’t recognize it when I’m in the midst of it. Collecting pens, a fascination with German silent movies, baseball history of the 1960s and 1970s—all of these might be considered nerdy interests by some people.

But my true, identifiable nerdiness comes from my history.

Not only did I play Dungeons & Dragons back in the day, but I helped make the game. 

Not one of the old bearded guys who were there at the beginning, but part of the second or third wave of hiring, when TSR, flush with the initial success of the game, started its expansion in personnel and products that would end up in its huge overreach of the mid-1980s, and the eventual swallowing-up of the company by Wizards of the Coast. I was long gone at the height of the company’s woes, but I had seen it coming when I got out. 

Rumors had circulated that the company was in trouble, but I never had the financial sense to understand its difficulties. You could sense a change, though, in the relocations around you: the initial office where I reported, a lovely old building in the center of Lake Geneva, in near-gothic disrepair (steeply inclined floors, mottled windows, rickety above a hobby shop), was finally left abandoned for offices more corporate—gymnasium-sized rooms divided into cubicles, the appearance of efficiency achieved at the cost of a kind of quirky humanity that had been an expression of the company’s early nerdiness. You knew by looking that the change was coming, that it was embracing the business side of the enterprise rather than its art: why, even the artists were sometimes asked to work in impersonal rooms with not natural source of light.

It was becoming business, and it was losing something in search of greater profits.

Oh, I came away with some essential things, most obviously a number of connections that put me in on the ground floor of the Dragonlance series. My time at TSR launched my writing career, such as it is.

But I also came away with a number of dear friends, two of which—Margaret Weis and the late Gali Sanchez—are and were among the best friends a boy could have.

There were also things I learned there that would avail me later as a writer: I was a games editor, so I focused largely on clarity of prose; unlike others whose career started on the same turf as mine, I found role-playing games wildly different from the experience of fiction, but the act of play-testing, where gamers would search for holes in plotting and world-building, had applications for the novelist. At the core of the roleplay, and perhaps most important to the craft, was how the game insisted on authentic multiplicity in point of view, that all characters had back story and agenda and motive, even when the surface of the story might skim the worlds of most of them.

I’m grateful for nerdy origins. I haven’t played in a role-playing game in almost thirty years, because oddly enough, it is the part of my experience at TSR that no longer interests me. The things that I learned in my stay were less central to the place as a business, more important to its humanity: the genuine experiences of art and friendship, corporately marginal when I was there, but central and beloved as I remember them, now from a very different and mundane place.

Get ready for an immersive and enthralling experience in magical realism and mythic fiction as we celebrate the release of Trajan's Arch, by Michael Williams! 

Part of Michael's visionary City Quartet, this stand-alone novel flows with literary grace telling the story of Gabriel Rackett and his possession of a manuscript that will take him on a journey both profound and deeply personal as he confronts old ghosts and his own coming of age. 

by Michael Williams
June 12, 2019
386 pages
Publisher: Seventh Star Press; 2 edition
Genre: magical realism
Gabriel Rackett stands at the threshold of middle age. He lives north of Chicago and teaches at a small community college. He has written one novel and has no prospects of writing another, his powers stagnated by drink and loss. Into his possession comes a manuscript, written by a childhood friend and neighbor, which ignites his memory and takes him back to his mysterious mentor and the ghosts that haunted his own coming of age. Now, at the ebb of his resources, Gabriel returns to his old haunts through a series of fantastic stories spilling dangerously off the page--tales that will preoccupy and pursue him back to their dark and secret sources.

About the author:
Over the past 25 years, Michael Williams has written a number of strange novels, from the early Weasel’s Luck and Galen Beknighted in the best-selling DRAGONLANCE series to the more recent lyrical and experimental Arcady, singled out for praise by Locus and Asimov’s magazines. In Trajan’s Arch, his eleventh novel, stories fold into stories and a boy grows up with ghostly mentors, and the recently published Vine mingles Greek tragedy and urban legend, as a local dramatic production in a small city goes humorously, then horrifically, awry.

Trajan’s Arch and Vine are two of the books in Williams’s highly anticipated City Quartet, to be joined in 2018 by Dominic’s Ghosts and Tattered Men.

Williams was born in Louisville, Kentucky, and spent much of his childhood in the south central part of the state, the red-dirt gothic home of Appalachian foothills and stories of Confederate guerrillas. Through good luck and a roundabout journey he made his way through through New England, New York, Wisconsin, Britain and Ireland, and has ended up less than thirty miles from where he began. He has a Ph.D. in Humanities, and teaches at the University of Louisville, where he focuses on the he Modern Fantastic in fiction and film. He is married, and has two grown sons.

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Tuesday, August 13, 2019

Book Review: Shadow of Doubt (The Potentate of Atlanta Book 1) by Hailey Edwards

Shadow of Doubt (The Potentate of Atlanta Book 1)
by Hailey Edwards 
August 7, 2019
Pages: 259
Hadley Whitaker is a liar, a killer, and a chocoholic, but she’s getting better about the first two. Or maybe she’s just getting better at them.

Some days it’s hard for her to tell fact from fiction, but only one truth matters. Goddess willing, she’s going to be the next Potentate of Atlanta. Even if it means playing nice with Midas Kinase, a shifter whose mysterious past might just be grimmer than her own.

When a bloodthirsty rogue begins hunting the city’s paranormals, Hadley ropes Midas into letting her work the case. But that rope starts to feel more like a noose as they come closer to discovering not only the rogue’s identity, but each other’s darkest secrets. 

Shadow of Doubt, the first book in The Potentate of Atlanta series is a spin-off from The Beginner’s Guide to Necromancy series that starts off with Amelie, who is now Hadley Whitaker, trying to find her footing as the potential next potentate in Atlanta. She is trying to keep her new identify straight and keep her shadow, Ambrose, under control as well as secret. Her new case puts her squarely in the path of Midas Kinase, the beta of the gwyllgi pack in Atlanta, who has the power to reveal her secrets. Midas is drawn to Hadley in ways he cannot understand and is trying is hardest to avoid her at all costs. Ford has been assigned to be the pack liaison with Hadley, but he also has his eyes set on her as well.

Once again Edwards does not disappoint. I was crushed when the last series ended, but this one keeps the magic alive and lets us dive deeper into some old favorites as well as new characters. A paranormal is killing different women from different factions in the area and the mystery surrounding it is intriguing and full of surprises. This series will be another great one by Edwards.

Getting 5 sheep

Denise B

About the Author:
Hailey Edwards writes about questionable applications of otherwise perfectly good magic, the transformative power of love, the family you choose for yourself, and blowing stuff up. Not necessarily all at once. That could get messy. She lives in Alabama with her husband, their daughter, and a herd of dachshunds.

Excerpt: Taken by the Beast (The Conduit #1) Conner Kressley & Rebecca + giveaway

Taken by the Beast (The Conduit #1)
Conner Kressley & Rebecca Hamilton
April 29th 2018
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Retelling, Romance
It’s not until a missing girl is found chained up in Abram’s home that this beauty realizes one of her romantic interests is a beast.

When I took this job at New Haven’s first ever Night Club, it was just to try to get on my own two feet. I hadn’t expected to fall for my boss.

Now, I can’t seem to stay away, despite all the warning signs he’s hiding something from me. It’s not until I find a missing girl chained up in his home that I realize he’s a beast. And by then, it’s too late.

Magic is real, and I’m really in trouble. My boss might chain me up next, and I think I’d like it.

This hot alpha male shifter is sure to be your new favorite book boyfriend in this scorching hot beauty and the beast retelling! See what fans of Celia Kyle, Ilona Andrews, and J.R. Ward are calling their latest paranormal romance addiction.

I shook my head. I didn’t want to stay here, in some place where they spun tales tall enough to make your best friend sleep with a gun under her pillow.

I didn’t want to be that person, not for anything. And something told me that if I stayed here long enough, I wouldn’t be able to help it.
No, I would go to sleep, wake up, collect the supplies I needed from town, and fix the stupid fence. Then I would get a job, save up like crazy, and make a break for it. Maybe I could call my (former) agent and beg him to take me back.

Hell, the Sears Catalog always needs models.

I punched my pillow, trying not to think about this ridiculous place, about all it had seen me lose.

“Idiots,” I muttered, climbing into bed. “They turn their town into a pressure cooker and then they make monsters out of thin—”

A sudden howling cut off my words.

Tensing, I threw off my covers and lurched for the window.

The sound was nothing. A dog, or something. I would prove that to myself.

I glared out into those goddamn woods. See, nothing. Absolutely—

A shadow moved between the trees, hulking and burly, but also tall. Too tall to be an animal.

I blinked hard, once, and then again. When I looked back, there was nothing there.

Stop it, Char.

This place would drive me crazy if I let it. It was nothing. An animal.

I got back in bed, trying to feel more New York and less New Haven.

But somewhere in the back of my mind, I couldn’t let go of the howl…or the markings…or the dead girl who looked just like me.

About the Authors: Rebecca Hamilton
New York Times bestselling author Rebecca Hamilton writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance for Harlequin, Baste Lübbe, and Evershade. A book addict, registered bone marrow donor, and Indian food enthusiast, she often takes to fictional worlds to see what perilous situations her characters will find themselves in next.

Represented by Rossano Trentin of TZLA, Rebecca has been published internationally, in three languages: English, German, and Hungarian.

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Conner Kressley is a USA TODAY Bestselling Author. He is an avid reader and all around lover of storytelling. He's been obsessed with mythology, magic, and all the things that go bump in the night since he could remember. Also, pizza. But who isn't obsessed with pizza?

When he's not writing (or even when he is), Conner can be found in the western Texas watching old movies, geeking out over books (comic and otherwise)He loves hearing from his fans. So please, feel free to reach out on Facebook or through his website at

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Monday, August 12, 2019

Book Review: Be Our Ghost Reviewed by Pamela K. Kinney By the Frightening Floyds (Jacob and Jenny Floyd

Be Our Ghost
By the Frightening Floyds (Jacob and Jenny Floyd)
June 3, 2019
Publisher: Anubis Press
138 pages
ISBN: 9781733548243
The Frightening Floyds invite you to be our ghost as we take you on a tour of the happiest haunted place on Earth! In this book, you will read about much of the alleged paranormal activity as well as urban legends spanning the various Disney theme parks around the world. From the haunted dolls of It’s a Small World to the real ghosts of the Haunted Mansion, there are many spirits here to greet you. And make sure to say “Good morning” to George at Pirates of the Caribbean. Enjoy the spooky and fascinating tales in Be Our Ghost! And don’t worry, there are no hitchhiking ghosts ahead…or are there?

Jenny and Jacob Floyd love Disney and they enjoy ghost stories, and it shows in this book. Besides photos of them at Disney World over the years, they learned of ghost stories and legends connected to the parks from online, books, and through employees working there. 

I knew of Disney haunting the apartment over the fire department at Disneyland since that was the first park I went to at one-year-old. Then Disneyland opened and I went many other times as a pre teen and teenager and as an adult, until the last time with my husband. One thing didn’t know was the one about the feral cats there. Somehow, I never saw any of the cats, although my husband said he has. So, I learned something new. Plus many of the stories were interesting too. I won’t go on, but let readers buy the book and discover for themselves.

If you love Disney, visiting the parks, and enjoy true ghost stories and legends, this book is the one for you. The Floyds show their love for Disney and don’t say the stories they learned are true or not, as they hadn’t had experiences, but they don’t put the tales down either. Before you head on that Disney vacation, maybe you should pack this book and keep an eye out while on the rides, because maybe that quiet gentleman behind you in line might be something otherworldly.

I give Be Our Ghost 4 ghostly sheep.

Reviewed by Pamela K. Kinney

About the Authors:
Jacob and Jenny Floyd (also known as The Frightening Floyds) are paranormal authors, ghost hunters, and tour operators from Louisville, Kentucky. Jenny is a sensitive and an empath that has been around the paranormal for years. Jacob Floyd has been a writer and paranormal enthusiast for years and enjoys all things creepy and macabre. They recently began two tours in Kentucky—the Shepherdsville History and Haunts Tour and the NuLu History and Haunts Tour—and have been a part of numerous ghost hunts in graveyards, hotels, and other various buildings. They live in a home surrounded by pets and one possible ghost.

Sunday, August 11, 2019

Cover Reveal: The Daemon Device (Enchanter Chronicles trilogy Book One) by Jeri Westerson

The Daemon Device (Enchanter Chronicles trilogy Book One)
by Jeri Westerson
October 2, 2019
341 pages
London, 1891. Prince Albert has survived his brush with death. Dirigibles, like dark leviathans, surge through the sooty air of London. Steam powers the engines that supply electricity to the new electric lights along the Thames. And Jack the Ripper appears to be on the loose again on the seamy streets.

Someone is killing women and gutting them for their body parts. Is it Jack, or a far more sinister plot afoot than murder?

Leopold Kazsmer is a magician, the Great Enchanter. Ashamed of his Jewish-Gypsy heritage, he has fashioned himself into a proper English gentleman, though he harbors a carefully guarded secret; He has learned the dangerous art of summoning daemons. When he was a child, a tattoo was bestowed upon his wrist by the denizens of the Otherworld…the same night his father was killed. Though it gives him true magical powers once he’s made a sacrifice of blood, it is also his curse, for through it the creatures of nightmares have become aware of him.

With the help of Raj, a tarot-reading automated man, and Eurynomos, a shrewd Jewish daemon who helped Leopold through his tragic childhood, Leopold must discover what is behind the revolting murders that suddenly seem to involve tight-lipped German scientists, guarded Romani, ghosts, and the beautiful Special Inspector, Mingli Zhao. Is she truly from the secret depths of Scotland Yard or is she instead a heartless spy and murderess?

In a breakneck chase through London’s streets and fighting hand-to-wand high in the skies inside a lethal airship, Leopold must destroy a secret society to defeat their plan for world domination, unmask the girl, and rescue his daemon friend from the deadly Daemon Device before all is lost.

About the Author:
L.A. native JERI WESTERSON is the author of the Crispin Guest Medieval Mysteries, a series nominated for 13 national awards from the Agatha to the Shamus. Her fifth novel BLOOD LANCE was named one of the Ten Hot Crime Novels for Colder Days by Kirkus Reviews, and her sixth, SHADOW OF THE ALCHEMIST, was named Best of 2013 by Suspense Magazine. Her twelfth, TRAITOR'S CODEX, was  released in May. For her paranormal fantasy series, BOOKE OF THE HIDDEN, Romantic Times said, “BOOKE OF THE HIDDEN is paranormal romance perfection…Jeri Westerson is flawless in this tale of adventure, mystery and saucy romance.” The last in the series, THE DARKEST GATEWAY, releases October 2019. THE DAEMON DEVICE, her new historical fantasy/steampunk novel, first in the Enchanter Chronicles trilogy, also releases in October. Jeri was twice president for the Southern California chapter of Mystery Writers of America and OC Sisters in Crime, and former vice president of Sisters in Crime Los Angeles. See more at and