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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Saddest Christmas Songs</span></b></div>
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I don't know if it's my age, or the times we live in. This Christmas/Chanukah season, I have heard more people say "I just want to get through the holidays" than ever before. As sad as that sounds, I think it's okay to honor how hard the holidays are for a lot of people. I asked my Facebook friends for their input about the saddest Christmas songs, and boy, did they come through! There are some tunes I expected on this list, and some I'd never heard of.</div>
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So if you're missing a loved one, having a tough time dealing with festive music/people/surroundings, or you have bad memories from this time of year, please give yourself permission to be sad and have a good cry for a bit. And then I hope you'll find a way to move on. Put one foot in front of the other, count your blessings right here and now, and smile whenever you get the chance. I know I'll be trying right along with you. </div>
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1. The Christmas Shoes</div>
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Okay, I know I said these were in no particular order, but this song was mentioned so many times, that it really does sort of take over the #1 position. The song even inspired a movie (get the tissues if you dare to watch). </div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MpkI7GW2V34">The Christmas Shoes</a></div>
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2. Same Old Lang Syne by Dan Fogleberg</div>
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This one is a big "what if?" that all of us can relate to.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfAxWtcfDUk">Same Old Lang Syne, Dan Fogleberg</a></div>
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3. Blue Christmas</div>
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This song got a lot of votes for saddest song. It's one we all probably know, but it still hurts to hear it if you're missing someone this time of year.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3KK6sMo8NBY&list=RD3KK6sMo8NBY#t=29">Blue Christmas</a></div>
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4. A Soldier's Silent Night</div>
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I dare you not to cry. Thank you to all who have served our country.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8D-OL-KQOt4">A Soldier's Silent Night</a></div>
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5. Where Are You Christmas?</div>
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For anyone wondering where the Christmas spirit is...or missing someone who makes and toughing it through this season. Featured in the Jim Carrey version of "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas."</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bt3Y3HJpXQs">Where Are You Christmas?</a></div>
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6. I'll Be Home For Christmas</div>
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Sad...because you think the singer will be home for Christmas. But the only way it will happen is in his dreams. One Facebook friend said she was away from home for the first time at Christmas, in Africa, and a choir sung this song, making her homesick.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E4aA_K2MF5E">I'll Be Home For Christmas</a></div>
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7. All I Want For Christmas is You</div>
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Although this can be considered an upbeat song (and hey, it's not materialistic, which is nice), one friend said this song is sad because it can make you miss someone who can't be with you. Her husband was deployed overseas and she wasn't able to be with him at Christmas, making this a hard song to listen to.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXQViqx6GMY">All I Want For Christmas</a></div>
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8. Please Come Home for Christmas</div>
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All of the cheerfulness of people celebrating around you...yet you're missing the one you love.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kNnU-8TocSI">Please Come Home For Christmas</a></div>
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9. Merry Christmas, Darling</div>
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Karen Carpenter's voice makes this an even sadder song. All she wants is to be near the one she loves.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YR1ujXx2p-I">Merry Christmas, Darling</a></div>
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10. Hard Candy Christmas</div>
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She's trying to do what she can to be "fine" and distract herself from the holiday. But it's like getting only hard candy for Christmas.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bvK1F6bUrzU">Hard Candy Christmas</a></div>
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11. Last Christmas</div>
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Wham! Learning life's lessons by giving away your heart to someone who doesn't deserve it.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8gmARGvPlI">Last Christmas</a></div>
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12. Do They Know It's Christmas?</div>
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We who have food, shelter, and peace can share with those who don't, can't we? </div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bjQzJAKxTrE">Do They Know It's Christmas?</a></div>
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13. Another Lonely Christmas</div>
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This one is made so much sadder because Prince is gone. </div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nqd-jkQTyB8">Another Lonely Christmas</a></div>
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14. The Cat Carol</div>
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Wow. If you haven't heard this one yet, be prepared to sob. One friend said it represents Jesus. </div>
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<a href="http://www.catcarol.com/">The Cat Carol</a></div>
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15. Christmas in the Trenches</div>
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If you have loved ones fighting overseas, this one hits home. Again...thank you to those who have served and are serving our country.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sJi41RWaTCs">Christmas in the Trenches</a></div>
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16. Light One Candle</div>
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Peter, Paul and Mary sing this Chanukah song of hope. Sad for the memories it evokes and the memories it pleads for us to keep alive.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h1cRXgDFiSs">Light One Candle</a></div>
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17. I Believe in Father Christmas</div>
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The words are sad, dark, and...well, a story of disillusion.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JPm6CheT6rs">I Believe in Father Christmas</a></div>
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18. Fairy Tale of New York</div>
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A friend says, "this one sounds upbeat, but the lyrics are pretty sad." Do fairy tales really come true?</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j9jbdgZidu8">Fairy Tale of New York</a></div>
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19. It Wouldn't Be Christmas Without You</div>
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Speaks to the importance of those we love surrounding us this time of year. </div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vsK0Op4zsSQ">It Wouldn't Be Christmas Without You</a></div>
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20. Wintersong</div>
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If Sarah McLaclan's sad voice and piano playing aren't enough to get your tears going, listen to the words, and feel the pain of missing someone. </div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tuTWA6SBupY">Wintersong</a></div>
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21. River</div>
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Joni Mitchell speaks to the side of us that wants to "skate away" from the hardest parts of life...including the holidays.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GpFudDAYqxY">River</a></div>
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22. Christmas Time</div>
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Being lonely at Christmas sucks. Andy Davis makes this clear with his words and voice.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cR9x1De2cg4">Christmas Time</a></div>
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23. Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas</div>
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Is this one sad? Maybe. If you're feeling nostalgic for things that used to be a certain way. Regardless, it's always nice to listen to Frank Sinatra, right?</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52db1eVHQjw">Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas</a></div>
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24. My December</div>
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Maybe you can relate to this song because your December is like this, too. Linkin Park makes you feel like you are not alone if you're pretending to be happy through this month.</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tqgAAqCqiBI">My December, Linkin Park</a></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">And a few honorable mentions because a lot of people view these songs as disturbing:</span></b></div>
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1. Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer</div>
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I know, I know. It's a parody. It's tongue-in-cheek. But really?</div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MgIwLeASnkw">Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer</a></div>
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2. Baby, It's Cold Outside</div>
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I've got to admit, I've never thought of this one as disturbing, but one friend says her son calls this the "date rape" song and another (nurse) friend says that the old Johnny Meyer version of this song refers to "getting pneumonia and dying." Sheesh! </div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=009kRJKf9rg">Baby, It's Cold Outside</a></div>
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An interesting update here: a couple named Lydia Liza and Josiah Lemanski has rewritten this song to stress the importance of consent in this version: </div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=amK4U4pCTB8">Baby It's Cold Outside, Consent Version</a></div>
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Do you have any songs to add? </div>
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Maybe all you need is a good cry to make it through this season. But if you need more, please remember, if you need help through the holidays, or any time of year, the National Suicide hotline is there for you: <span style="background-color: white; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">Call 1-800-273-8255.</span></div>
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<em>Five dishonored soldiers.<br />Former Special Forces.<br />One last mission.<br />These are the men of Hard Ink.</em><br />
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Edward "Easy" Cantrell knows better than most the pain of not being able to save those he loves—which is why he is not going to let Jenna Dean out of his sight. He may have just met her, but Jenna's the first person to make him feel alive since that devastating day in the desert more than a year ago.<br />
Jenna has never met anyone like Easy. She can't describe how he makes her feel—and not just because he saved her life. No, the stirrings inside her stretch far beyond gratitude.<br />
When the pair is thrust together and chaos reigns around them, they both know one thing: The things in life most worth having are the hardest to hold on to.<br />
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I'm thrilled to share this great news! Christi Barth, fabulous writer and my awesome critique partner, has a new release and it's perfect for your summer beach read, a weekend read...or any excuse you can come up with to enjoy this book. Even better news, too...this book is the first in a trilogy which means there's a lot more romance coming up. <br />
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window of her family’s hotel. But the view improves dramatically when a hot
stranger runs across the grounds—shirtless. He’s the first man to kickstart her
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assess a business, recommend it for closure, then roll out before anyone
discovers his decisions impact hundreds of lives. He’s always believed nothing
good comes out of small towns. Why would this one be different? Then he makes
two classic rookie mistakes—falling for the sweet, sexy girl who owns the very
business he’s on the verge of axing. And letting the town’s residents get
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save her parents, but it’s up to her to save their hotel. Even if that means
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">“I’m a guy. We’re all about being hard and stiff,
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naked, hard-muscled Gray that popped into her mind. And hardness…other places.
“Don’t be so close-minded. Didn’t you end up enjoying the massage I gave you?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">“Yes.” He sounded adorably sulky at being forced
to acknowledge it. Why was it that men found it so hard to admit when they were
wrong? Definitely a topic of discussion for her next margarita night with the
girls.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">“See? You can’t dismiss something out of hand
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">“No.” Ella brought up her other hand to cup his
face. “You deserve to be looked after. It’s not much, I know, but let me help
you in the only way I can.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">Ella bounced a little. “Terrific.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">“—on one condition. I’ve just come up with a
good plan for stress release. Let’s try my way first.” Gray wove his fingers
through the loose knit of her turquoise sweater. In one swift move, he pulled
it off over her head and tossed it into the corner. “Come swimming with me.
Right now.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">Was he serious? To stall for time while she
processed the preposterous suggestion, Ella stammered, “We…we don’t have
suits.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">“You said the pool’s still officially closed. No
one will interrupt us.” He toyed with the strap of her matching tank. “You’ve
got this thing. I’m wearing boxer briefs. We’ll be more covered up than in
suits. Unless you don’t think you can control yourself around me?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">That was it in a nutshell. Not that she’d admit
it to Gray. Not when he had that sharp eyebrow arched and a smug quirk to his
lips. If he was trying to shock her…well, he had, no denying that. But what
better way was there to embrace life fully than to embrace a dripping wet,
mostly naked Gray? While she’d never work up the courage to tell him, this was
the kind of activity Dr. T. would probably applaud. Or at least give her a gold
star. He had asked her to email him with progress reports if anything big
happened. Unable to resist, she glanced down at Gray’s crotch. Ella expected
something very big, indeed, was about to happen. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">“Water’s extremely therapeutic,” she said in her
most serious, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I’m massaging you but not
judging your naked body in any way </i>professional voice. “Swimming is a good
counterpart to yoga. They use the same long muscles.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">Yup. Her matter-of-fact delivery dropped his
eyebrow back to its usual straight line and wiped the smug from his lips. Ella
kept the surprises rolling. She stood, unbuttoned her skirt and let it slide
the floor into a big blue puddle. Then she reached out, grabbed his wrist, and
yanked him sideways into the pool with her.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">The simultaneous body flops slapped noise and
water all around the room. Ella recovered first, treading water while waiting
for Gray to get his bearings and surface. Keeping her head above water was
easy. Breathing, however, was not, as she was laughing her head off at catching
him off guard. Finally, with much thrashing and churning of the water, Gray
popped up near the middle of the pool. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">“What the hell?” he yelled, his voice bouncing
off the rocks with a hollow echo. “I’m wearing clothes!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">“So take them off,” she yelled back. Geez, it
was his idea. Ella had just implemented it without talking it to death first.
She’d thought he’d appreciate her spontaneity.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">Gray stared at her for a minute, totally
unreadable. Then his head disappeared beneath the water again. In fact, he sank
straight to the bottom. It worried her. But just until a heavy, sodden pair of
jeans landed like a giant blue spitwad in front of her. Laughing, she tossed
them over her shoulder in the general direction of their shoes. Then Gray’s
shirt appeared, floating near the filter. Something she’d have to remember to
retrieve before morning when maintenance would make their final sweep before
reopening the pool.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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her stomach. Using her body like a swim ladder, he climbed it with his hands
until just those brilliant blue eyes broke the surface. Blinked at her once.
Then he tilted his head back and arced a stream of water from his lips to the
dead center of her forehead. Laughing even harder, Ella reached under his
shoulders to pull him the rest of the way up.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">That’s when the laughter stopped. When buoyancy
slammed his <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">oh my God so hard</i> cock
right against her. When it was the most natural thing in the world to wrap her
legs tight around him to keep him nestled against all her heat and what felt
like every freaking nerve ending in her body. And when she twined her arms
around his neck just for the thrill of rubbing her breasts across his chest.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the wall. He sandwiched Ella against it and hung on to the rocks to keep them
both afloat. “I’m on board with your idea. As you can tell.” He ground against
her in a way that absolutely proved not only that he was enthusiastic about
stripping, but that there was definitely nothing between them other than two
thin, skintight layers of cotton. Gray’s impressive length was no longer just
an impression or wishful thinking. It was hard and long and she couldn’t wait
to impale herself on him. For now, she locked her ankles together and let the
water do most of the work of bobbing her up and down in a rhythmic, full-body
caress.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">Water glistened at the tips of his lashes. Ella
kissed it away, then just kept heading south. Over his early-evening stubble.
Down past the Adam’s apple that jerked reflexively. She’d always thought them
sexy. So uniquely masculine. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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till her lips were just underwater, closed around his nipple. Ella flicked it
against her teeth. Gray…growled? Whatever the noise was, it came from deep
inside him and turned her core body temperature up by about twenty percent.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Brooke Richards survived the earthquake that took her
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her help with the investigation. But since his fiancée’s death years ago,
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<i>Passion burns. Betrayal scars. </i><br />
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Cat Wilson grew up a misfit among misfits. She couldn’t read minds, see the
future, or start fires like the other Talented kids inside the shadowy Grey
Institute. Finally she ran, leaving her beloved brother, Eric, behind. She’s
been running ever since. <br />
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When she learns that Eric has escaped, leaving deadly fires in his wake, Cat
is torn between fear for her brother, and unwanted attraction to the messenger,
a charming, Talented ex-con who lives for the next adrenaline rush. <br />
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Jamie Murphy is sure his group of outcast Talents can help Eric—if they can
get to him before the cops or the Institute, and before he kills again. Cat’s
aversion to Talented bad boys is like a wall of ice, but to his surprise, he
doesn’t have to use an ounce of his own unique gift to find a way through it. <br />
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Yet locating Eric is only the beginning. In the battle to pull him back from
the brink, Cat must find the courage to unlock a fearsome Talent of her own.
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<span style="background: white;">When’s
she’s not writing, Laura Welling wears a lot of other hats: mother, farmer, and
software engineer. She's Australian but lives in the United States on a horse
farm, which she shares with her family, an over-sized dog, and various horses,
cats and chickens. She is a compulsive reader of all genre fiction, who started
reading before the age of two, and never stopped. She wrote her first “book”
when she was five—a spy story, which has since been joined in a bottom drawer
by various other early attempts.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">This
book was inspired by some of her favorite stories: Anne McCaffrey’s science
fiction novels, Marvel’s X-Men comics, and <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The
X-Files</i> television series.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br />Joyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11754764002368512335noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841166549891168116.post-2525359810524897112014-04-07T00:30:00.000-07:002014-04-07T00:30:05.524-07:00Cover Reveal: Meilin and the Challenger by Cate Masters<br />
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<o:p>Congratulations to Cate Masters on her upcoming release. Sounds like such a great story. Loving this cover!!<br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOaCoJkWcOTaHiH_UTZAGPmmHJCTb5_1QHhwV7_Em9oVIEJWZDVJNUboC9cDuFgRXMXNkh0aJllPLqGhGtUDiKU9O4AHSiyrYPGA14ZlGXhyCNIx2qGnwKt8qFNIFaCSYR8u7mzMaE7c4/s1600/meilinandthechallenger-500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOaCoJkWcOTaHiH_UTZAGPmmHJCTb5_1QHhwV7_Em9oVIEJWZDVJNUboC9cDuFgRXMXNkh0aJllPLqGhGtUDiKU9O4AHSiyrYPGA14ZlGXhyCNIx2qGnwKt8qFNIFaCSYR8u7mzMaE7c4/s1600/meilinandthechallenger-500.jpg" height="320" width="213" /></a><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Meilin King has never believed in fairy tales. Happy ever afters might have happened in the old days—before zombies. But this is 2089. When her father promises riches to the one who can rid their city of zombies, Meilin and her sisters rush to develop a solution that won’t bankrupt Dad.<o:p></o:p></span></div><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">The war overseas left Will MacGregor disillusioned, but fighting zombies at home is a cause he can embrace. Meilin’s another. Tough but sweet, she might make him believe in life again, and maybe even love, if she doesn’t kick his ass first.<o:p></o:p></span></div><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">When zombies kidnap her family, Meilin must rescue them. But can she and Will save them from the worst fate of all?<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
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<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">A click sounded beside him. Meilin propped a rifle to her shoulder and sighted her aim toward the advancing zombies. “Let’s annihilate the party crashers, sisters.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">A lopsided smile quirked his lips. “Not all the party crashers, I hope.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Her stance steady, she glanced over. “I might spare you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Oh hell, I’m in love</span></i><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">. Gunfire erupted on either side, but he couldn’t tear his focus from her. Amazing, how she braced against the kick of the rifle—her slight frame absorbed it and she fired away. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Like you should be doing</i>.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">As trained, he lifted the Uzi. Stunned, he could only watch as the girls split the zombies’ heads with one shot apiece, the most efficient kill he’d ever witnessed. The zombies at the front of the charge fell first. Those in the center scattered to either side. Hell, these women didn’t need his help. If only the soldiers in his platoon had been so deadly accurate.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Better at least try to be helpful</span></i><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">. He let the bullets fly. Too bad the walking dead couldn’t run; soon they dropped to the forest floor with the others.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">The tallest blonde held a strange set of binoculars to her face. “There, two more getting away.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Hard to sight them in the dark. He swiveled one of the dance floor spotlights in their direction. Momentarily blinded, the walking dead stopped walking. Meilin and the tall blonde aimed, and their shots cracked the zombies’ heads in two.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Meilin tapped his shoulder. “Aim the light to three o’clock. I think I see a few more.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">She stood so close, he grew woozy. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Cherry blossoms.</i> He struggled to fight off her intoxicating scent. He did as she asked, but his acute awareness centered on her. Built the way he liked, petite but powerful. She moved with purpose and grace, surety and intense focus in every action. Like the others, she felled the three zombies with one shot each, in exactly the spot needed for the final kill: their heads. Oh yeah, a woman who knew what she wanted and went after it, a force to be reckoned with.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">She rested the rifle butt against her hip. “What do you think, Lakshme? More hiding out there?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">The girl with almond eyes shrugged. “Probably.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Yeah, most likely. Better make sure</span></i><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">. “I’ll do a sweep and check.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">The tallest blonde winced. “By yourself?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Lakshme smirked. “Aren’t we lucky? Superman’s here.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Meilin’s gaze swept over him. “Oh, I thought he was the Green Hornet.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">The blonde’s lip curled. “Horn dog, more like.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">What the hell was their problem? “Hey, I’m only trying to help.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">“Good thing.” Lakshme’s voice turned breathy. “We’re helpless girls, after all.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Oh, man. Great first impression. “No, I didn’t—”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Meilin raised her rifle and shot three times in quick succession. “Three more down. Now we need to find out how many we missed.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">A no-nonsense babe. Excellent.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">The tall blonde jumped to the ground. “Pull up the truck so we can dump the bodies. Wouldn’t want to ruin the surprise for any latecomers.” She flashed a sardonic smile and headed for the nearest carcass.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">One sister disappeared into the brush. An engine roared, and a delivery truck backed into the site, halted, and the doors flew open.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Once they’d loaded the last of the zombie bodies, Will blew out a breath. The tall blonde latched the door closed. How did they all still appear ready freshly showered and ready for a night of dancing? They had this routine down, to the last detail.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">“What now?” he asked.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">The tall blonde poked a finger into his chest. “Now you forget everything you saw here, and we won’t have to incinerate you with the rest of them.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Forget? He glanced at Meilin. Not happening. “You might find me useful. And I want to learn more about your operation. It’s impressive. Mr. King’s looking to hire—”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">The blonde grabbed his shirt, her grimace eye level with him. “Don’t ever mention him again.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Not speak of their father? He studied Meilin for a clue.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">She wrenched the blonde’s arm. “Back off, Zoe. He’s harmless.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Zoe shoved Meilin, who stumbled backward and lost her balance.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Landing on her butt, she looked up at Will with sadness. “Sorry.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br />
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<div align="left" class="MusaBodyText1" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">A hard thud to the back of his head came in answer. His knees hit the dance floor, and he toppled over</span></div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Cate Masters has made beautiful central Pennsylvania her home, but she’ll always be a Jersey girl at heart. When not spending time with her dear hubby, she can be found in her lair, concocting a magical brew of contemporary, historical, and fantasy/paranormal stories with her cat Chairman Maiow and dog Lily as company. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
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taking on the responsibility for the care of her critically injured mother as
well as straightening out her muddled finances, public health researcher Sarah
Wright hasn't a minute to herself, much less time to repair a fractured
romance. After a much loved aunt goes missing, Sarah is convinced it's a
kidnapping but the police refuse to investigate. Former fiance Dan flies to
Sarah's side to help—and it looks like things might come back together for the
two of them—until Sarah is arrested for her aunt's murder. As evidence stacks
up against her, Sarah must find the real culprits as well as unravel decades
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Joyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11754764002368512335noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841166549891168116.post-63221009020432784512014-03-15T00:30:00.000-07:002014-03-15T00:30:00.754-07:00Libby Waterford's LOVE UNLOCKED #romsus #newrelease
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characters, a story with a number of twists that caught me by surprise, plus
some excellent steamy scenes all combined to make this a fun
thriller-romance...Side note, the sex scenes. Oh, wow, the sex scenes. Let's
just leave it at that...oh wow!” - Nicole, Goodreads</span></i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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thief Eve Caplin traveled all the way from Paris to California looking for a
fresh start in a small town. When she locks herself out of her home, she gets
much more than she bargained for in Hudson Cleary, part-time locksmith and
world famous artist. She wants to resist Hudson’s seductive pull, but can’t
refuse his help when a man from her past blackmails her into stealing a ten million
dollar painting. Not only does Hudson have access to the painting, he may hold
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Angeles with her family and works off her weekly pilgrimage to In-N-Out by
swimming and climbing the city’s hidden staircases.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Joyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11754764002368512335noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841166549891168116.post-67435203819870176992014-03-03T00:30:00.000-08:002014-03-03T00:30:00.916-08:00Award-winning novel Beneath the Surface available now! #RomSus #kindleIt's baaa-aack! My award-winning debut novel Beneath the Surface has a new cover and updated material. To celebrate, I'm offering it for only <strong>99¢ </strong>for a limited time<strong>.</strong><br />
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Fields' writing is muy caliente — each page generates enough heat to melt candles. Lush details, an invigorating mystery and richly etched characters make this a keeper. It simply glows with the delicious intrigue Fields unravels. Readers will fall in love. 4-1/2 Stars Top Pick!<br /> ~ <b>RT Book Reviews</b> <br />
<br />I absolutely enjoyed this story! It kept me engaged and guessing, and I couldn't turn the pages fast enough!~<strong>Grace, Sweet Spot Book Blog</strong><br />
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<i>BENEATH THE SURFACE</i> is a gripping, emotional tale. Full of twists and turns, page turning suspense and heart breaking drama.<br /> ~ <b>Sizzling Hot Book Reviews</b> </div>
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Joya Fields is a new author to me, and I can say after reading this story that I will be on the look out for other works by her. This was a great mystery/suspense story and a great happily ever after. Pick up a copy today of <i>BENEATH THE SURFACE</i>; you will not regret it.<br /> ~ <b>The Romance Reviews</b> </div>
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Brooke Richards survived the earthquake that took her
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Police officer Garrett Ciavello believes the blast was intentionally
set. When Brooke offers her expertise in underwater archeology, Garrett accepts
her help with the investigation. But since his fiancée’s death years ago,
Garrett has become overprotective, and as they are drawn to each other, Garrett
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Brooke is fiercely independent. Garrett is fiercely
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I'm soooooo excited that Christi's newest installment in The Aisle Bound series released today! Check out this gorgeous, romantic cover, and read on for a sneak peek at this contemporary romance.<br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">Tabitha Bell is the face of Chicago’s premiere matchmaking
service. At least, she hopes it will be someday, once business really takes
off. What she needs is more clients, so when she meets a sexy gamer in need of
help, it’s the perfect opportunity.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">His discomfort talking to women almost cost Drew Watson his job.
He’d be happy holed up in his office, designing blockbuster video games, but
his boss considers talking to investors a nonnegotiable requirement. Who better
than a matchmaker to teach him how to be comfortable around the opposite sex?
Trouble is, Drew wants to get <i>more</i> than comfortable with
Tabitha, while she’s determined to keep their relationship all business.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">Soon Tabitha learns that beneath the geek-chic hoodie lies six
feet of sexy physique—and the more time she spends with Drew, the more she
appreciates his brainy brand of charm. Will she succumb to his sweet-but-nerdy
charm offensive or will it be game over before he can win her heart? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">He padded across the beige carpet in bare feet.
Amazing how intimately naked a man could look in a polo shirt, jeans, and bare
feet. Drew knelt by the side of the divan. Took her hand in his and dropped a
soft kiss dead center between her wrist and oval opal ring on her middle
finger.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">“I’d rather tell you that you’re beautiful.
Every time I look at you, it’s like a sucker punch straight to my dick. But I’ll
also admit that your mind’s as stacked as your body. So yeah, you’re brilliant.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">Tabitha gaped. She knew it because she felt the
air cut across her tongue as she dragged in a surprised breath. Sure, they’d
kissed. And she’d gotten no sleep for two nights replaying the kiss. Trying to
figure out what it meant and what to do next. But she hadn’t expected Drew to
so boldly move things forward. Not the man who believed so strongly—and so
wrongly—that he was invisible to women. Unless….he didn’t mean it. Unless the
straight-A student wanted to be sure he took home a gold star for the night.
She tossed her hair back and sat up a little straighter.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">“That’s quite a compliment. But much like
earlier, wholly unnecessary. I saw how well you loosened up. How well you
interacted with Ashley and Tara and Kate. You don’t have to prove anything to
me.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">“Don’t I?” He rubbed a finger lightly across her
palm. That barest of touches sent erotic lightning bolts through her body. “I
think I do. First, I had to prove that I could handle your friends. Now, I’d
like to prove how well I can handle you.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">Part of Tabitha wanted to strip off her clothes
right then and there. Offer herself up to him on a silver platter. But the
other part of her still couldn’t quite believe the transformation. Didn’t trust
the validity of this new, alpha version of Drew. Even though it was the man she’d
seen inside him all along. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">“I thought you were only this sure of yourself
on a track or behind a computer,” she tried to joke. Instead, it came out
squeaky and breathy. Because he was still doing that stroking thing on her hand
and it made Tabitha want to simply writhe.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">“That’s all you’ve seen. Doesn’t mean that’s all
there is. I’m sure of myself, most comfortable doing things I’m good at. And
let me assure you, Tabitha, I excel at sex.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">His oddly blunt delivery might turn off other
women. But for Tabitha, his cocky honesty was one heck of a turn-on. Just like
every single little thing she discovered about Drew. “Prove it,” she said
recklessly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">Next thing she knew, Drew was draped half on top
of her. One hand cradled her scalp. The other pulled at her back, lifting her
off the round cushion and into his body. And his mouth—well, it took hers. No
sweet, gentle exploration. His tongue ravaged hers, delving into every nook and
cranny with long, sweeping licks that brought every inch of her body to a state
of need and want within moments.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia;">Bio: Christi Barth earned
a Masters degree in vocal performance and embarked upon a career on the stage. A
love of romance then drew her to wedding planning. Ultimately she
succumbed to her lifelong love of books and now writes contemporary romance.
Christi is President of the Maryland Romance Writers and lives
in Maryland with her husband. <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">A Matchless Romance</i></b> is book 4 in her
award-winning<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="_GoBack"></a> <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Aisle
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Joyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11754764002368512335noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841166549891168116.post-22430480526570985582014-02-03T02:00:00.000-08:002014-02-03T02:00:09.168-08:00Happy 3rd Birthday, Entangled Publishing! #entangled #romance<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Happy Birthday to Entangled Publishing! Three years of category imprints that started with the sexy Indulgence line and grown to include romantic suspense (Ignite), sweet romance (Bliss), spicy hot romance (Brazen), and several more imprints that will fulfill your every romance reading need.<br />
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I'm thrilled and honored to be a part of Entangled Publishing's success. To celebrate, Entangled will be holding lots of fun events throughout February. And on February 24th-28th, be sure to attend <a href="https://www.facebook.com/events/758022494216668/">Entangled's Facebook Birthday Event</a><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Be sure to check out my Entangled Ignite romantic suspense, <em>Reunited in Danger</em>, available for </span><a href="http://www.entangledpublishing.com/reunited-in-danger/"><span style="font-size: large;">Purchase</span></a><span style="font-size: large;"> now.</span><br />
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Keely Allen’s life goes into a tailspin when her adoptive father is viciously attacked. And the detective who offers to help her? None other than the sexy, love ’em and leave ’em man who once broke her heart.<br />
Homicide Detective Logan North carries a haunting secret that has always kept his emotions on lockdown. But when he is forced to work alongside his former lover, the heat is still there between them, burning hotter than ever. Logan is determined to keep the luscious and tempting Keely at a distance…but he made a vow not to leave until all are safe.<br />
On their race to solve the tangled web of crime, drug deals, and human trafficking, dangers abound—both to their lives…and to their hearts.<br />
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Joyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11754764002368512335noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841166549891168116.post-3004565359727837882014-01-20T12:48:00.002-08:002014-01-20T12:48:55.604-08:00Haunted Love: Now available in print! #ghosts #romance #PNR<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I'm so excited to announce that all three books from the Hauntings at Inner Harbor ghost series are now available in one print book!</span><br />
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What do you get when you mix rugged guys, gorgeous women, a century-old haunted apartment building and meddling ghosts? Spicy, spine-tingling romance for three sexy couples, that’s what!<br />
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<b>Hereafter</b><br />
Pete doesn’t believe in ghosts. At least, not until he meets Angie, the beautiful spirit that haunts his apartment. Angie is looking for answers about her former earthly life, and Pete needs a reason to believe. But even if they find what they’re searching for, how can they share all the intimacies love has to offer…if he’s human and she’s a ghost!<br />
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<b>Altered Frequency</b><br />
Popular deejay Missy has decided the best way to heal from a tragic loss is to avoid men with dangerous jobs, and that includes her good-looking neighbor, Blake. When a matchmaking ghost gets involved—and danger rears its terrifying head—Missy and Blake realize they need each other in ways that are anything but physical.<br />
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Try as he might, Hunter can’t shake the ghost that has been shadowing him. Enter Veronica, the psychic-medium who hates her “gift.” They realize early on that the only path to freedom is to help Hunter’s ghost find closure on unfinished business in this world. What Hunter and Veronica don’t realize is that falling in love might be part of the plan.<br />
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<br />Joyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11754764002368512335noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841166549891168116.post-52748787707255039632014-01-16T21:29:00.002-08:002014-01-16T21:29:48.908-08:00Check out Haley Whitehall's newest release #valentine #romance<br />
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often felt like I was born in the wrong generation. Ever since I first learned
about the Civil War in school I had a strong connection to that era. Do you
believe in past lives? Some people have read my writing and suggested I had a
past life during the Civil War. All I know is I wish I had a time machine so I could
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">I guess
that is what inspired me to write “Civil War Valentine.” The heroine Charlie
Bristol, a museum curator, is the closest to being me than all the previous
characters I have written. Writing her story filled a need for me to give
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Valentine’s
Day celebrates love, and maybe due to all the sappy Hallmark movies and TV
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recently divorced Charlie Bristol she didn’t have choice, but she was pleased
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divorced museum curator Charlie Bristol comes to Seattle to set up a display at
the Fine Art museum chronicling the history of Valentine’s Day. The director of
the museum surprises her with a package of Civil War valentines from an
anonymous donor. She reads the heartfelt messages and is touched by his words.
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stew made her mouth water. This was classic country cooking, nothing like she
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There was a knock at the door. Her chest constricted. Who could that be?
Another knock. She found herself drawn to the door and slowly opened it as if
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A young man with thick black hair and a sexy five o’clock shadow stood there, a
single red rose in his hand. He straightened, bringing his boot clad feet
together. She worked her gaze up from his feet all the way up his long legs to
his broad shoulders and dreamy blue-gray eyes. He was dressed in a Union
uniform, the blue wool coat unbuttoned to reveal his white shirt underneath.<br />
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The man smiled, showing a row of straight teeth. “Miss Adams,” he said in a
deep voice. When she raised her eyebrow at the use of her maiden name, he
frowned slightly. “I know I’ve been gone for several months, but I didn’t
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Haley
Whitehall lives in Washington State where she enjoys all four seasons and the
surrounding wildlife. She writes historical fiction and historical romance set
in the 19th century U.S. When she is not researching or writing, she plays with
her cats, watches the Western and History Channels, and goes antiquing. She is
hoping to build a time machine so she can go in search of her prince charming.
A good book, a cup of coffee, and a view of the mountains make her happy. Visit
Haley’s website at </span><a href="http://haleywhitehall.com/"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: blue;">http://haleywhitehall.com</span></span></a><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">.</span></div>
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Welcome to Tara Quinn! Tara and I are taking over each other's blogs today since we both have new releases. Get to know Tara and her books a little better here today, and then I hope you'll stop by Tara's blog because she asked me some very interesting questions on the interview on her blog! </div>
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<strong>Welcome, Tara!</strong><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><strong> Please tell us a little about yourself.</strong></span><br />
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myself as a newbie romance author. My very first novella was published about a
year ago, and since then I’ve written three other novellas (all romance, but
each falling into a different subgenre—sci-fi/post apocalyptic, fantasy,
suspense, and contemporary). My contemporary romance, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Delicious Delay</i>, was released by Decadent Publishing a little over
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<strong>Wow...first of all HUGE congrats on your successful year! That's amazing. </strong><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><strong>What inspires you to write?</strong></span></div>
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Reading other books. Whenever a new book by Nalini Singh or
Kresley Cole comes out, I inhale it, and then I go back and reread their older
books. This usually results in a “I wish I could write like that one day”
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<strong>That's a great inspiration. Readers make the best writers, right? What would be a *perfect* day for you?</strong>
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Okay, this is really boring, but here goes:</div>
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08:30 – Wake up to the smell of cooked breakfast and hot tea
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09:30 – Take a pot of hot tea to the balcony and start
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12:00 – Go to the Gym for a Les
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13:00 – Replenish the calories I just burned.</div>
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14:30 – After a shower and change of clothes, continue
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17:00 – Call it quits for the day, settle on the couch, and
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18:30 – Dinner (with cheesecake for desert)</div>
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20:00 – Change into PJs and watch TV until it’s time to
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<strong>Haha! I don't think that's boring...sounds pretty fun. And relaxing. Can you tell us about the setting of your Delicious Delay? Why did you choose it?</strong>
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It’s an unspecified Middle Eastern Airport inspired by the
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<strong>That's very cool! A great way to make the best of your delay, too. What's the most romantic thing any has done for you?</strong>
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After watching me struggle to type <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Tower in the Woods </i>(my first published novella) on his iPad, my
husband snuck out of the house and bought me a Macbook Air. </div>
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<strong>Very sweet of your hubby! Where can readers get your book?</strong></div>
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I’ve consolidated all the links on my website (<a href="http://taraquan.com/delicious-delay/"><span style="color: blue;">http://taraquan.com/delicious-delay/</span></a>),
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Website: <a href="http://taraquan.com/"><span style="color: blue;">http://taraquan.com/</span></a><br />
Facebook: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/taraquanauthor"><span style="color: blue;">https://www.facebook.com/taraquanauthor</span></a><br />
Twitter: <a href="https://twitter.com/laylatarar"><span style="color: blue;">https://twitter.com/laylatarar</span></a><br />
Goodreads: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/taraquan"><span style="color: blue;">https://www.goodreads.com/taraquan</span></a><br />
Amazon: <a href="http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00B19HWJQ"><span style="color: blue;">http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00B19HWJQ</span></a></div>
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Stranded in a Middle Eastern airport, Michelle Day finds
herself the object of interest for an abrasive, but all-too-sexy stranger—a
stranger who tempts her with the forbidden in a land where indecency could get
her killed. But how does one say no to such a deliciously, relentless pursuit?</div>
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Khalid Al Dehri takes one look at the red-headed spitfire in
the business class lounge and knew he’d either been transported to heaven—or
hell. Her tart response to his surliness intrigues him beyond all propriety and
the longer he spends in her company, the more he can’t deny his forbidden attraction.
But will she explore the sensuality between them or will society’s rules keep
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He motioned his head toward the far end of the lounge.
Latticed wooden screens gave that particular section more privacy. In an
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He got up and offered her his hand. She hesitated for a long
moment before taking it. With faltering footsteps, she followed him. More
private or not, limits on how far this could go existed due to them being in an
airport lounge. Since her self-control had chosen today to take a vacation, she
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</span><br />Joyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11754764002368512335noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841166549891168116.post-52930076749389690252014-01-06T00:30:00.000-08:002014-01-06T00:30:03.715-08:00Olivia Starke's Project Terminal: Legacy Book 1
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<span><strong><em>Project Terminal: Legacy Book 1</em></strong> Olivia's new paranormal erotic romance
series is available NOW from </span><a href="http://beachwalkpress.com/project-terminal-legacy/"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">Beachwalk Press </span></a><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Project-Terminal-Legacy-ebook/dp/B00DX0R0FM/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1373804520&sr=1-1&keywords=project+terminal%3A+legacy#_"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">Amazon</span></a><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"> </span><a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/project-terminal-olivia-starke/1116032073?ean=2940148379942"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">B&N</span></a><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"> </span><a href="https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-projectterminallegacy-1241355-340.html"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">ARe</span></a><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<u><span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"><a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Olivia_Starke/www.authoroliviastarke.com">Olivia
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<i><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">Zombies
and super soldiers? Laura is the one hope for a world gone Hollywood crazy.</span></i><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">In only
a matter of hours Laura Swift has been bitten by a zombie, rescued by Mr. Tall,
Dark, and Foreboding, and thrown into a world gone Hollywood crazy. She has no
choice but to follow Damian into his underworld of manipulated viruses and
genetically altered super soldiers. Even as her life hangs in the balance, she
can't deny the attraction she feels for the incredibly sexy and thoroughly
imposing Infantryman. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">Damian
Gonsalves believes he has a cure for the virus changing innocent people into
bloodthirsty undead. Within Laura is the key to stopping the horrific plague.
All he has to do is keep her alive and safe, and stay one step ahead of those
pursuing them. Her stubbornness frustrates him to no end, while her body drives
him to distraction.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">When
they discover the secret behind Project Terminal, will they survive long enough
to help stop the unleashed horror? Or will they just be two more victims of a
virus threatening all of humanity?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Excerpt:</strong> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">"Four
more hours. We have to prepare."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">Laura
went cold. "Prepare?"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">"The
progression will snowball from here." His voice dead, he continued to
stare at some unseen view.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">He'd
kissed her with such passion, now he spoke without emotion. How could someone
do such a turnabout? <i>The lousy bastard.</i> Rage, white hot in intensity,
shot through her, her head swimming with it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">"Maybe
you're just stupid, Damian. Stupid for allowing a zombie thing to attack me. I
wouldn't be dying if it wasn't for you. You deserve this, not me." Her
fists balled at the injustice of it all. "You should die for this."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">She
sucked in wheezing breaths, unable to fill her lungs, and fell back on her
butt. Her eyes widened, searching a darkened corner of the room, a distorted
face appearing from the shadows. It grinned with broken, yellowed teeth, its
eyes glowing in the dimness.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">She
gagged over raw terror. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">"Oh
my God, I saw something over there." She scrambled backward. "Damian,
one of those things is in here."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">Damian
glanced around the sparsely furnished room. Other than a few flies and
mosquitoes buzzing around them they were alone.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">He
closed his eyes, the weight of guilt pressing down making it difficult to
speak. "We're alone, Laura. Nobody else is in here."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">The
night wore on, and fits of anger mingled with her confusion. Several times he'd
had to prevent her from dashing out the door. He paced the confines of the
living room, waiting for the last of the madness to run its course. Laura lay
on the floor, lashing out toward some unseen attacker, before her breathing
became rapid, labored pants. White foam bubbled from her mouth.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">He
pinched the bridge of his nose, turning away. He'd become disillusioned with
the system he'd given his life to shortly after discovering they'd screwed up
royally in creating the virus. In a lab he'd watched a man succumb to it,
changing into a soulless corpse. It'd been horrific the first time he'd
witnessed it. Afterward Headquarters had assigned him to track down an infected
woman outside of the facility. It was his duty as a super soldier to clean up
their mistakes. Now he wanted nothing more than to see the lab destroyed,
something he should've done in the first place. He should've listened to Doug
and Max, two of the doctors from the early days of the project. Their warnings
had come to pass, but he'd been a stubborn, misinformed jackass.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">Curled
in the fetal position, Laura looked like a sick child, fragile and broken. His
throat constricted, even though it was ridiculous to have feelings for someone
you didn't know. He was military, <i>Army Infantry</i>, for Christ's sake, he
knew how to pull a trigger without regret.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">Laura
rolled onto her back, staring toward the ceiling with glassy eyes. Despite the
tremulous hold she had on life, she was already dead.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">He
existed as a government killing machine—an automaton they'd designed. Nothing
more. He'd given his humanity away to the project. He wasn't much better than
the corpses he hunted.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">"I'm
so sorry this happened to you, baby. You were right, <i>I</i> deserved this,
not you."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">His
vision blurred when he stared down the barrel, the silencer aimed squarely
between her eyes, his heart beating a crazed rhythm in his chest. His finger
squeezed ever so slightly on the trigger. Outside a mourning dove called to its
mate, a haunting song echoing in the room. He recalled a story from his youth
about how a dove would arrive to carry a person's soul to the afterlife. If he
believed in anything but the here and now, in that moment he would've thought
it true.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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mouth gaped open, strangled noises escaping her throat, seizures taking her
into death throes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">He
lowered his arm and thumped the butt of his gun against his thigh, waiting for
the monster to appear. When she became the undead, when she moved to attack
him, he'd have the power to destroy her. She deserved one last try to get the
best of him. Maybe it wasn't Laura anymore, but he'd honor the fighting spirit
within her. She'd never get past him, but if she took a piece of him in the
process he'd have an excuse to end the whole goddamned thing here, in this
stinking house. If he ever got infected his duty would be to put a bullet in
his own head.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">Laura's
body stilled, her eyelids drifting closed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">Any
moment…</span></i><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">Her eyes
popped wide open, her back arching. She sucked in a breath as if surfacing from
deep waters. He turned his body sideways, leveling his gun in dead aim, waiting
for the corpse to lunge.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;">"Damian?"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 107%;">Welcome Teri Riggs today! <em>Resolutions</em>, one of the books in Teri's Honor Guard series, is now available in print. Hope you'll check it out. I'm off to get my copy now (and is that a sexy cover, or what?)!</span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 107%;">Resolutions</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">DEA agent Eve Taylor has had her fill of alpha
males. When Resolutions’ operative and former lover, Dillon “Mac” McKenna,
threatened her hard-earned independence, she ran. On a mission to gather
evidence against a Colombian drug-lord, Eve discovers the drug-lord is helping
terrorists plan an attack on American soil. Before she can escape with the
vital information, she’s captured and comes face to face with her mortality…<br />
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As a teen, Mac watched his family fall apart after his mother died doing
dangerous U.N. work. The possibility of losing Eve to a mission ignited an
overwhelming need to protect her. When he forced her to choose him or her job,
she walked away. Two years later, it seems all his nightmares have come true
and he’s tasked with rescuing her from a Colombian prison. Mac has never
stopped loving Eve, but does he dare risk his heart when he’s so terrified of
losing…<br />
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On the run, Mac and Eve must learn to trust each other again in order to stay
alive.<br />
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<i>Note: Resolutions is a private black ops agency specializing in the
near-impossible extractions of kidnap victims, hostages, and all forms of
intelligence other agencies have failed to retrieve.</i><o:p></o:p></span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Beefy hands wrenched Eve
awake from a fevered sleep, pulled her from the cell, and shoved her into a
musty-smelling hallway. I’m being moved? A guard pushed her with one hand,
keeping a tight grip on an AK-47 rifle with his other.<u1:p></u1:p></span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Her shoulder throbbed in
perfect cadence with the pains shooting through her broken wrist, and she had
one badass headache from being punched in the face a few too many times. Using
her good hand, she walked fingers across one cheek, then the other. The right
side was totally numb. Her eye had swollen shut, and she couldn’t see a damn
thing out of it. She ran her tongue across her teeth and tasted the tart,
copper flavor of blood. Three teeth loose. Well, at least they’re still in
place.<u1:p></u1:p></span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">In spite of the relentless
pain, she stayed determined to survive whatever <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Mendoza</st1:place></st1:city> dished out. She wasn’t a quitter. No,
sir. <st1:placename w:st="on">Duncan</st1:placename> <st1:placename w:st="on">Falls</st1:placename>,
<st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Iowa</st1:place></st1:state> didn’t
grow quitters. Eve ignored the constant ache in her ribs, courtesy of a guard’s
overzealous kick, and took in a deep breath. She willed herself to stay alert,
to keep pushing. Escape. Third times the charm.<u1:p></u1:p></span><o:p></o:p></div>
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dirty hand. “Hey, Pedro, stop being so damned pushy. Where we going anyway? We
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">“Don’t understand English,
do you, Diego? Bet you understand this.” Eve drove her elbow into the guard’s
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Unable to grab the guard’s
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Resolutions was a finalist in the prestigious Daphne Du Maurier
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Psychic and medium Veronica Matthews hates being able to communicate with the dead and the nearly departed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What good is it if she can’t lead the police to the victims of violent crimes before they die? But when her neighbor comes to her for help, she’s torn—until she understands that the ghost haunting him is more dangerous than any she’s encountered….<br />
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<span style="font-family: Cambria;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt;">Is it possible to <span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">reduce </span>the
amount of workplace violence in an organization run by vampires and werewolves?
Sofia Engle, <span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">the </span>new Employee
Relations Manager at Cader House Hospital is about to find out, and she may not
like the answer<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">,</span> or the series
of firsts she experiences: </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt;">first human employee at Cader House, first day
tardy, first kiss with a dead guy. Well, maybe kissing the dead guy wasn't <span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">the worst of it</span> after all.</span></span></div>
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one of the most skilled warriors the Alliance has ever seen he's killed a lot
of people and won many difficult battles. But his newest human adversary is
turning out to be a worthier opponent than any he's met. Just the scent of her
disarms him, never mind her <span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">endless </span>policies
and silly ideals about <span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">civility</span>.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria;">Can he possibly keep her safe from Alliance enemies,
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Joyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11754764002368512335noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841166549891168116.post-23268448564825446082013-12-05T00:30:00.000-08:002013-12-05T00:30:05.901-08:00Tinsel My Heart by Christi Barth is now available!! #NewRelease #Christmas #Carina
Are you ready to get into the Christmas spirit with a fun contemporary romance? Here's your chance! Christi Barth, who is well-known for her lovable characters and unique story telling style, brings us Jack and Becca...two people with a complicated history.<br />
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Becca
Huntley’s produced the Lyndale Park Player’s over-the-top Christmas pageant for
ten years. The beloved Minneapolis tradition is the theatre’s main fundraiser.
But this year’s production is almost canceled when their director disappears
into rehab at the last minute. Good thing his directing partner steps in to
save the day. Except for the minor fact that he hates <i>everything </i>about
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Jack
Whittaker wiped the Twin Cities off his shoe with his graduation tassel and
never looked back. But duty compels him to fulfill Tyler’s promise to direct
the show. Even though it means working side-by-side with Becca, the girl he
always wanted, lost to Ty, but never forgot.</div>
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It’ll
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favorite holiday. Steamy kisses that melt the snow right off his boots are a
step in the right direction. They’ll both discover that Christmas is about
making each other's dreams come true. But will doing so destroy their chance at
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<span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">Bio: Christi
Barth earned a Master’s degree in vocal performance and embarked upon a career
on the stage. A love of romance then drew her to wedding planning.
Ultimately she succumbed to her lifelong love of books and now writes
contemporary romance. She is the award-winning author of the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Aisle Bound </i>series. Christi is
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She picked up the end of her braid
and tickled his cheek. “Told ya.”</div>
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The silken hair set off a chain
reaction in his body. Blood pounded south in great, galloping leaps and bounds
to pool in his crotch. Jack hadn’t experienced an insta-hard-on like that in
years. He quickly shifted the black script binder across his lap.</div>
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“You’ve changed, Becca.”</div>
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“Since high school? I would hope
so.” Then her lips pursed. “Okay, you’ve piqued my curiosity. Exactly how have
I changed?”</div>
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“You’ve grown from a pretty girl
into a beautiful woman.”</div>
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“Oh.” Her pale cheeks turned the
color of ripe strawberries. It made Jack wonder if her nipples were the same
color. Or would turn that color after he used his lips on them. “Um, thank you.
And let me just say that adding a few pounds of pure muscle didn’t hurt you any,
either.”</div>
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Interesting. Might as well push a
little harder, see what developed. <a href="http://www.blogger.com/null" name="_GoBack"></a>“Here I thought you
were going to comment on my righteously masculine goatee.”</div>
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As if lifted by marionette strings,
her hand rose, scraped along the end-of-day stubble on his cheeks to trace the
outline of the goatee. “It, ah, makes you look devilish.”</div>
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“Want to dance with the devil?”</div>
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“What?” Her gaze flew up to meet
his as her hands dropped to her lap. “You want to dance?”</div>
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Super literal people made flirting
much more difficult. Jack sighed. “Metaphorically.” When she still looked
bewildered, he continued. “Forget it. Do you want to have dinner with me?”</div>
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She blinked, rapidly. Looked down
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It wasn’t a complicated question.
Jack didn’t want her take on the crisis in Syria. Why would a simple dinner invite
come with conditions? “On what?”</div>
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Becca looked over both shoulders,
as if to check they were still alone. Or as alone as you could get in a three hundred-seat
theatre full of people milling about from the lobby to the dressing rooms. “Are
you just lonely, Jack? Because of Ty?”</div>
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“I’m a grown-ass man. I can eat by
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“I know. I guess my real question
is, do you want to have dinner with just anyone? Or do you want to have dinner
with <i>me?</i>” She fluttered her hands up to cover her heart.</div>
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Now he got it. Well, he didn’t get
why she had the crazy female insecurity, but at least he knew what she was
driving at. “I want to have dinner with you. Only you. Not because we used to
be good friends. Not even because we’ve slid pretty well back into those roles.
And not just dinner.” Jack grasped her chin between his thumb and forefinger.
“You’re a beautiful woman who heats me up every time you slide those cool lake eyes
over me. With enough talent and know-how and passion for my business to make
for interesting conversation. So what I want from you, Becca, is a date.”</div>
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To his utter surprise, she didn’t
blush again. Or look away. Or for that matter, look flustered at all. Instead, she
mimicked his pose, putting her hand to his mouth. Rubbed her soft thumb in a
slow glide across his lower lip. Her eyes darkened from the clear blue of Lake
Harriet in the summer to the darkness of a winter’s night.</div>
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“Well, why didn’t you say so? Of
course I’ll go out with you.”</div>
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No matter how many he tried on for
size, women never failed to confound him. Jack didn’t know what he’d said to
peel off her timidity. Didn’t care, either. Just looked forward to an evening
filled with more surprises from the woman he was discovering he liked even more
than the girl he used to adore.</div>
Joyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11754764002368512335noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4841166549891168116.post-54812513142495786642013-12-03T00:30:00.000-08:002013-12-03T00:30:00.868-08:00Stephanie Dray's DAUGHTERS OF THE NILE #HistoricalFiction #NewRelease<p style="text-align: left;"><a style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;" href="http://www.stephaniedray.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/daughters-of-the-nile-slide-alt-400-text.jpg"><img title="Daughters of the Nile slide" src="http://www.stephaniedray.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/daughters-of-the-nile-slide-alt-400-text-1024x347.jpg" alt="Daughters of the Nile slide" width="100%" /></a></p><br />
<p style="text-align: center; font-size: 90%; font-weight: bold; font-family: sans-serif;">From critically acclaimed historical fantasy author, <a href="http://www.stephaniedray.com" target="_blank">Stephanie Dray</a> comes the long-awaited new tale based on the true story of Cleopatra's daughter.</p><br />
<p style="text-align: left;">After years of abuse as the emperor’s captive in Rome, Cleopatra Selene has found a safe harbor. No longer the pitiful orphaned daughter of the despised Egyptian Whore, the twenty year old is now the most powerful queen in the empire, ruling over the kingdom of Mauretania—an exotic land of enchanting possibility where she intends to revive her dynasty. With her husband, King Juba II and the magic of Isis that is her birthright, Selene brings prosperity and peace to a kingdom thirsty for both. But when Augustus Caesar jealously demands that Selene’s children be given over to him to be fostered in Rome, she’s drawn back into the web of imperial plots and intrigues that she vowed to leave behind. Determined and resourceful, Selene must shield her loved ones from the emperor’s wrath, all while vying with ruthless rivals like King Herod. Can she find a way to overcome the threat to her marriage, her kingdom, her family, and her faith? Or will she be the last of her line?</p><br />
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Read the Reviews</strong></p><br />
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>"A stirring story of a proud, beautiful, intelligent woman whom a 21st century reader can empathize with. Dray's crisp, lush prose brings Selene and her world to life."</em> ~RT Book Reviews</p><br />
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>"The boldest, and most brilliant story arc Dray has penned..." </em>~Modge Podge Reviews</p><br />
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>"If you love historical fiction and magical realism, these books are for you."</em> ~A Bookish Affair</p><br />
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Below me, six black Egyptian cobras dance on their tails, swaying. I watch their scaled hoods spread wide like the uraeus on the crown of Egypt. Even from this height, I'm paralyzed by the sight of the asps, their forked tongues flickering out between deadly fangs. I don't notice that I'm gripping the balustrade until my knuckles have gone white, all my effort concentrated upon not swooning and falling to my death.<br />
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And I would swoon if I were not so filled with rage. Someone has arranged for this. Someone who knows what haunts me. Someone who wants to send me a message and make this occasion a moment of dread. My husband, the king must know it, for he calls down, "That's enough. We've seen enough of the snake charmer!"<br />
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There is commotion below, some upset at having displeased us. Then Chryssa hisses, "Who could think it a good idea to honor the daughter of Cleopatra by coaxing asps from baskets of figs?"<br />
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The story the world tells of my mother's suicide is that she cheated the emperor of his conquest by plunging her hand into a basket where a venomous serpent lay in wait. A legend only, some say, for the serpent was never found. But I was there. I brought her that basket. She was the one bitten but the poison lingers in my blood to this day. I can still remember the scent of figs in my nostrils, lush and sweet. The dark god Anubis was embroidered into the woven reeds of the basket, the weight of death heavy in my arms. I can still see my mother reach her hand into that basket, surrendering her life so that her children might go on without her. And I have gone on without her.<br />
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I have survived too much to be terrorized by the emperor's agents or whoever else is responsible for this.<br />
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If it is a message, a warning from my enemies, I have already allowed them too much of a victory by showing any reaction at all. So I adopt as serene a mask as possible. My daughter blinks her big blue eyes, seeing past my facade. "Are you frightened, Mother? They cannot bite us from there. The snakes are very far away."<br />
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I get my legs under me, bitterness on my tongue. "Oh, but they're never far enough away."<br />
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STEPHANIE DRAY is a bestselling, multi-published, award-winning author of historical women’s fiction and fantasy set in the ancient world. Her critically acclaimed historical series about Cleopatra’s daughter has been translated into more than six different languages, was nominated for a RITA Award and won the Golden Leaf. Her focus on Ptolemaic Egypt and Augustan Age Rome has given her a unique perspective on the consequences of Egypt's ancient clash with Rome, both in terms of the still-extant tensions between East and West as well as the worldwide decline of female-oriented religion. Before she wrote novels, Stephanie was a lawyer, a game designer, and a teacher. Now she uses the transformative power of magic realism to illuminate the stories of women in history and inspire the young women of today. She remains fascinated by all things Roman or Egyptian and has-to the consternation of her devoted husband-collected a house full of cats and ancient artifacts.Joyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11754764002368512335noreply@blogger.com0