Tuesday, July 2, 2019

#NewRelease & #Giveaway - True Gold by @MichelleKPace


Title: True Gold
Author: Michelle Pace
Genre: Romantic Suspense, Mystery
Cover Designer: Michelle Preast
Publisher: Tule Publishing
Publication Date: July 2nd, 2019
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR

Blurb:
Growing up in True, Alaska, the only truth I knew was that Delilah Campbell was an arrogant pain in my ass. She was also my everything, and still haunts my every waking moment.

I don’t have a single memory that doesn’t include Lie, and I can still taste her, even though Alaska’s no longer big enough for the both of us. After our savage breakup, I fled, chasing my dream and becoming a decorated Green Beret. Ten years later, one bad jump propelled me straight from Special Forces back home, guiding rich idiots into the wilderness, where I struggle to keep them from getting themselves killed. It’s not the life I planned, but at least I’m not behind a desk somewhere.

Then one night, my cell rings, shattering my peaceful existence.

“Connor,” I’d recognize her voice anywhere, and it’s like I’m sixteen again, crazy in love and cocky as hell after finding all those gold bars everyone's been searching for since before we were even born.

I want to tell her to go to hell and throw my phone in the river, but it seems Delilah’s visceral grip on me is permanent.


“It’s mom. She’s missing. I need your help…."







Raised in small town Iowa, Michelle Pace is an international best-selling, multi-genre author. After studying theater and vocal music and directing and performing in numerous productions, Michelle went on to earn degrees in both liberal arts and nursing.
Determined to avoid shoveling snow, she relocated to the Lone Star State with her husband, author L.G. Pace III. Michelle is a mother of three, and she enjoys traveling, live music, and is an enthusiastic amateur beer connoisseur.
Still most at home while entertaining an audience, her mission is to write gripping fiction, not fairy tales.




“This is new.” I reach out to brush her tiny strap aside for a better look at the ink. The tattoo is an antique compass rose, the figure that displays the orientation of the cardinal directions on old maps. The design is actually really nice; a couple of roses and some leaves give the outer circle a wreath-like quality.

“Not really. I got it a long time ago.” Her voice is husky as my fingertip glides across her silky skin. Gooseflesh appears on her upper arm, and that gives me a thrill. “When I was like…twenty… maybe twenty-one.”

She turns around, and her hip brushes against the front of my zipper. I’d say the contact made me hard, but I was halfway there watching her from outside. She looks up at me, and though she’s had to crane her neck to meet my eyes since we were in middle school, it’s always felt as if she were the one looking down on me.

“I was dating the tattoo artist. I guess you could call it ‘dating.’” Her tiny eye roll implies it wasn’t one of her finer moments.

I tilt my head, my blood pumping something fierce between my jealousy at the idea that anyone else has ever touched her and her sheer nearness in this moment. “Oh yeah?”

She nods, and a macabre smile flits across her face. “He was tall. And a major know-it-all. Totally my type.”

I feel an appreciative smile working at my lips.

“Why didn’t you marry him?” It’s a bold and weighty statement and her mouth drops open. She searches me, and for a rare, candid moment, I allow it.

“He was mean.” I see something flicker behind those liquid amber eyes.

“Sounds like a match made in heaven.” My voice is gruff, but I’m glad I spoke the truth. I’m even gladder for how solidly the blow lands, based on the way her perfect bow of a mouth turns down at the edges. In a surprising move, she lifts herself easily onto the counter so she’s sitting on it, and I struggle to keep my eyes off of her well-defined arms and that gravity-defying chest. “This doesn’t have to be ugly, Connor. Let’s have a beer. Catch up. Talk about old times.”

I say nothing, and her lips form a slanted smile. “We did have some good times, didn’t we?”

That’s for fucking sure.

I could step between her legs right now. Slip her panties aside and bury myself in her tight, wet heat. It would be as easy as breathing, and three-quarters of me is ready to take the easy route. I move to the far cabinets away from her, putting temptation at arm’s length. From there, I have an even better view, so I force myself to look away, grabbing a beer from the fridge. “No.”

“No we didn’t have good times, or no we can’t talk about them?” She sounds entertained.

I crack my beer and lock eyes with her. “We’re not talking about us.”

She’s completely unreadable now, and that puts me on edge. “Why not?”

I lean against the cabinet, sipping from my beer. “Because I’m not done being mad at you.”

She blasts an incredulous laugh and when I don’t respond in kind, her laughter dies, and she gives me another thorough once-over.

“You’re mad at me? You’ve got to be kidding.”

I tip back my can in response.

She lets out a sardonic chuckle, but she’s obviously pissed. “That’s rich.”

I wait for her to convince me that I shouldn’t hate her. She seems to be waiting on something too. Her smile, the one that isn’t really a smile at all, fades.

“You promised me, Connor. You promised we’d always be friends.” It’s nearly imperceptible, but her lip quivers. Most people wouldn’t have noticed, but most people aren’t me.

I wrinkle my brow, squinting at her in amazement. “You were very clear, Lie. You said I should never contact you again. How’d you put it? Oh, yeah. You said, ‘Have a nice life.’”

Her shining eyes narrow into dangerous slits. Then, in a classic Lilah move, she wipes her expression blank, closing the shutters, blocking out any hope of peeping inside. “Fair enough.”

I should be glad we’re on the same page. That we’re slamming the door on all of that shit. Instead, I want to roar. Frustrated, I chug my beer. By the time I’m done, she’s chewing on her bottom lip. It’s a quirk of hers that I’ve always found sexy as hell, so it’s like a metaphorical kick in the nuts.

“I’m staying in my old room.” She’s either blushing, or she’s still coming down from the crisp night air. “Take any of the other beds you like.”

My treacherous mind recalls the handful of times I snuck in her bedroom window, and I know exactly which bed I want to slip into. I hurry to grab my bag from where I’d dropped it in the entryway. I’m startled when she speaks again.

“Connor?”

“Yeah?” I turn, hopeful that I’ve finally gotten through her armor in some minute way. Maybe she’ll cry. Crying would be excellent.

“Thank you.” Her earnest eyes tug at my worn and frayed heartstrings. “For coming to help me.”

I drop my bags and stride toward her. Instead of flinching away, she leans forward in anticipation. Though we don’t touch, we still clash like two storm fronts, me dark and ominous, her all lightning and show. I’m close enough to kiss her, and she bats those long lashes, which used to be my undoing. The challenge in her smoldering gaze elicits a deep ache in my groin. I grip the counter top on either side of her thighs until my knuckles turn white.

“I’m not here for you,” I growl.






#NewRelease - The Red Church by @AprylBaker


Title: The Crane Diaries: The Red Church
Author: Apryl Baker
Genre: NA Horror/Paranormal
Cover Designer: Deranged Doctor Design
Publication Date: July 2nd, 2019
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR

Blurb:
In the swamps of New Orleans sits an old church.

Its history is steeped in blood and death.

For over a century, this abandoned church has inspired fear, and the rumors of the creatures that inhabit it have kept the locals away.

The church has been sold, but work on the property has stalled. Centuries-old fears resurface when accidents start to befall the construction crews and ghosts are seen wandering the derelict stone building. No one dares go back until the property has been cleansed.

The Hathaway Foundation is hired to rid the property of ghosts so that work can begin again, only Emma Crane soon discovers it’s not the ghosts they have to fear, but something far more evil.

There was a reason the church was abandoned, a reason a powerful protection spell was put around the property, and a reason everyone from her father’s priest to Silas, her demonic grandfather, is warning her to stay away.

But now that she’s discovered what roams the halls, she can’t walk away. She can’t be responsible for innocents dying when she might have prevented it.

She’ll gather her team and go up against something she thought existed only in books and movies, something even the hunters in the area fear—a primordial evil, a creature that spawned the first vampires.

But can she stop the creature before it’s too late, before its family destroys hers?




 So who am I?

Well, I’m the crazy girl with an imagination that never shuts up. I LOVE scary movies. My friends laugh at me when I scare myself watching them and tell me to stop watching them, but who doesn’t love to get scared? I grew up in a small town nestled in the southern mountains of West Virginia where I spent days roaming around in the woods, climbing trees, and causing general mayhem. Nights I would stay up reading Nancy Drew by flashlight under the covers until my parents yelled at me to go to sleep.

Now, I live in a small town in West Virginia where I entertain my niece and nephew and watch the cats get teased by the birds and laugh myself silly when they swoop down and then dive back up just out of reach. The cats start yelling something fierce…lol.

I love books, I love writing books, and I love entertaining people with my silly stories.

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#NewRelease - Imperium Academy by @RebeccaBosevski


Title: Imperium Academy
Author: Rebecca Bosevski
Genre: YA Superhero Fiction
Cover Designer: Story Styling Cover Designs
Publisher: Silver Crown Books
Publication  Date: July 2nd, 2019
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR

Blurb:
A genetic leap gave her powers, but before she can take up the cape, Ellen will have to brave Imperium Academy.

Ellen doesn't remember much about her parents, they died when she was four. Raised by her aunt she's envied for years the homo-magis children called on to be tested and subsequently enrolled in one of the five academy’s for heroes.

Ellen isn't a homo-magis.

Or so she thought.

Her parents were two of the first Superheroes, their lives sacrificed to stop Novaside and save their only child.

Ecstatic, yet a little nervous to finally be a part of the world she'd dreamed of, Ellen is off to Imperium Academy.

But her classing doesn't go as expected.

Instead of joining the ranks of the illustrious Star Heroes, Ellen is regulated to the role of Sidekick, after all, night vision is barely a superpower.

Many have begun to question the need for Sidekicks, some teachers even suggesting they would be better suited to other employment.

But with Novaside getting bolder, and her latest attack hitting too close to home, Ellen is determined to stay at the academy and prove them wrong.

After all, where better to learn to be a hero than a school full of supers?


REBECCA BOSEVSKI is a speculative fiction author living on the east coast of Australia. Now that the Enchanting the Fey series is complete, Rebecca has plans to rapid release her Imperium Academy six book series over the next 18 months - that is if she can stop binge watching every Neflix movie made staring Noah Centineo. You can visit her at https://rebeccajaynebosevski.wixsite.com/author

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Her classroom had seating for thirty-four students but a third of them sat empty now. It was an inevitable outcome. Of course they would leave—she would have. Had she had that option. Had she been born a magis instead of a regular plain old sapien.

Ellen propped her head on her hand, staring at the orange and red leaf flicking at the window pane as she tried to recall their names. The names of the ones now living the life she dreamed of.

When she started middle school, she made a point not to befriend the magis children. They would all be gone soon enough, once they received their green and gold technote inviting them to be tested.

And though she knew her invitation would never come, it did nothing to stay the dreams—each night she saw herself presenting to a Safe Haven Clinic to have her gene blocker reversed, freeing her enhancements from their suppression.

And each night a different gift emerged. Flight, strength, speed. Each gift, each power, as incredible as the last. Ellen dreamed of using her awakened enhancements to defeat the rebels in the streets of New State, New York, until her aunt would break through her illusions with a call for breakfast, sending the scent of bacon to awaken her mind.

For three years she watched the magis children while they prepared for what was to come, a future in the spotlight of the world. A future protecting the ones like her, the normals. The weak. The homo-sapiens. Even the class fives, the ones who would become sidekicks, didn’t come back.

Now, on her fourteenth birthday, Ellen found herself in her first week of high school, staring mindlessly at the empty chairs they would have occupied while her teacher regaled what was left of her students with a tale of heroes lost.

A rumble vibrated through the classroom floor, pulling Ellen from her daze. Her teacher’s monotonous voice was interrupted by the shrill siren of the city’s emergency system. Ellen’s heart raced as she pushed aside the notebook covering her desk’s inbuilt screen, just as the first image appeared.

Red bolded font scrolled beneath the alternating pictures and videos of the aftermath of another attack. The rebels had leveled a Safe Haven Clinic, the feed showed a dust cloud billowing through the streets filled with people stumbling from the darkness, hugging their bloodied arms against their chests as if that would keep them safe.

SEVENTEEN HOMO-SAPIENS CONFIRMED DEAD IN ANOTHER REBEL ATTACK … HOMO-MAGIS SILVERLIGHT FREES CHILD FROM DEBRIS … “THESE BRUTAL ATTACKS ON THE HELPLESS MUST BE STOPPED,” COMMANDER CUMMINGS SAYS DURING PRESS CONFERENCE …




Thursday, June 20, 2019

#AudioBlitz - Soulfully Ablaze & Live Ablaze by Sarah Davison-Tracy


Title: Soulfully Ablaze & Live Ablaze
Author: Sarah Davison-Tracy
Genre: Inspiration/Motivation
Cover Designer: Astrid Koch
Producer: Richard Reiman
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR

Blurb:Soulfully Ablaze: A 40-Day Journey to Light Up Your Life (And the World) is a radically simple— simply radical—way to fuel your life, still the noise, discover your next steps, and to connect more with others as you go.

You may choose to use it on its own or as a companion for Live Ablaze: And Light Up the World.

This one-of-a-kind adventure will unleash within you a new vision for your unique ways to be a vital part of the lives of those who matter most to you in your family, neighborhood, and in far-flung parts of the world. It will amplify your purpose on the planet and help you cultivate a tribe of people that will delight and surprise you. It will fan the flame of your dormant or blazing dreams. One step at a time, your life will begin to light up with an unmistakable glow. This is where the fire of your life is stoked.

The timeframe of a forty-day journey is rooted in the power of both the spiritual and scientific to notably reframe, restart, and regenerate. Each day includes a reading for soulful learning and inspiration, followed by a time of simple stillness, reflection, and nudges for unique-to-you inspired action. You will have opportunities to weave these practices with ease into more bits of your life in ways that will create plentiful peace, flourishing freedom, herculean hope, and limitless love.



Blurb:If you’ve ever wondered how one person could possibly make a difference just by showing up exactly as they are—welcome!

Link arms, learn, expand for change, and light up the world with us. One step at a time, you will uncover more of who you are and what matters most to you. You will be fueled for a life that is peace-making, bridge- building, and change-making.

You may feel more-than-ready, eager to receive this invitation at this very moment, or you may feel that you don’t yet have energy for such a life. Wherever you are, whatever you are doing right here and now, you are in just the right spot. As we journey together, the glow of hope, peace, and love will stoke the flames of a life far beyond what you ever dared to dream.


Sarah Davison-Tracy | Author, Speaker, Activist & Founder

Whether traveling the globe or nestled in the backyard of her home in Colorado with her husband and two beloved children, Sarah Davison-Tracy is a devoted human rights advocate, author, speaker, and founder of Seeds of Exchange ( seedsofexchange.org). Seeds of Exchange is a collective of everyday people who are committed to light up the world so that a mighty  difference can be made together. We do what we do because we believe that we belong to each other and that each and every person matters. We passionately work to make an indelible dent in global human rights and in one another's day-to-day lives. These fundamental and fiercely held values fuel us as we make our way, together: You belong here. We belong to each other. Let’s standTALL together and light up the world.

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Tuesday, May 28, 2019

#BlogTour - An Ill Wind by @ChristineJPope


Title: An Ill Wind
Author: Christine Pope
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Cover Designer: Lou Harper - Cover Affairs
Editor: Katherine Tomlinson, Story Authority
Publication Date: May 22nd, 2019
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR

Blurb:
To find a dangerous grimoire, they’ll have to break a few rules…and maybe their hearts.

When warlock Tony Castillo picks up Cassandra Sandoval at the airport, the copper-haired witch brings his restless, aimless life into razor-sharp focus…and triggers a wince-inducing case of foot-in-mouth disease. Luckily, her cool, hazel-green gaze betrays not a flicker of answering attraction. Nope, Cassandra is all business. Which Tony can understand, given the magnitude of her task.

Cassandra has one job: retrieve the de la Paz grimoires from the heavily warded hiding place at Tony’s family home, conceal them with her unique shielding power, and immediately return them to her clan’s territory. Easy. Quick. No time for anything to go wrong, to give in to the temptation of a too-handsome warlock.

They find Tony’s mother unconscious and the grimoires missing, the only clue a slimy residue reeking of Escobar magic. As they race to get the dangerous books out of the wrong hands, Cassandra and Tony cross a few boundaries, break a few more rules, and find something neither expected — love. But if they fail, nothing will shield them, or the world as they know it, from unrelenting evil.

Note: An Ill Wind is a standalone, no-cliffhangers romance in the Witches of Canyon Road series. It takes place approximately four months after the events of book 5, Demon Born.


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Hidden Gifts: https://amzn.to/2ZXOaLd
Darker Paths: https://amzn.to/2vACSya
Mysterious Ways: https://amzn.to/2WhIIAw
A Canyon Road Christmas: https://amzn.to/2GXph9o





USA Today bestseller Christine Pope is the author of the paranormal romance Witches of Cleopatra Hill series and the Djinn Wars series, among many other books (sixty and counting!). Researching UFOs brought her to magical Sedona, Arizona, where she now makes her home. Find out more about her books at christinepope.com.

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Darker Paths: https://amzn.to/2vACSya
Mysterious Ways: https://amzn.to/2WhIIAw
A Canyon Road Christmas: https://amzn.to/2GXph9o



Tuesday, April 9, 2019

#NewRelease - Caught in the Storm by @AuthorRachaelB


Title: Caught in the Storm
Author: Rachael Brownell
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Designer: Pink Ink Designs, Cassy Roop
Publication Date: April 9th, 2019
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR

Blurb:
“A wild ride that will leave you turning the pages, desperate to become lost in every crafted word.” ~ Kathy Coopmans, USA Today Bestselling Author

Love can be blinding and by the time the truth shines through, it’s too late to escape.

Fame.
Fortune.
Success.

Is that too much to ask?

All I need is to catch a break. To snag the attention of someone important. Someone who can help make my career everything I want it to be.

Joseph was that man. Until the night the lights went out and I left with someone else. Someone who stole my breath and made me want for things I’d never considered before.

I should have known better than to trust a stranger. Especially one of his stature and class. Money means power and power means control.

Over my heart.
My career.
My entire life.

My dreams died the moment I agreed to his terms and a new chapter in my life began. I was blinded by my love for him and thought nothing would ever change the way I felt.

Then I uncovered the truth about him. About the kind of man he really was and the secrets he paid good money to keep hidden from everyone.

Now I’m trapped, with no way out.





Rachael Brownell is an award-winning romance author. She resides in the midwest with her husband, son, and fur-babies. A morning person at heart, Rachael is a coffee addict who enjoys writing characters readers can connect with. She’s also known for placing those same characters in situations that will make you feel like you’re right there with them, going through the experience.

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I don't get you, Johnathan. You're still a mystery to me, but I must admit, I like it. I like not knowing what will happen next. It's exciting."

Leaning across the table and taking her hands in mine, I kiss each of them and then whisper so only she can hear.

"And I like that the sound of your voice just turned me on. We're going to need another bottle of wine before I can stand up from the table thanks to your dirty remarks, my love."

A fierce blush spreads across Amelia's cheeks, and a giggle escapes her. She covers her mouth, but it's loud, and a few tables close to us turn in our direction.

"I'm sorry," she says. "I was just thinking about your little predicament, and I couldn't help but laugh."

"Yeah, well," I start, releasing one hand and reaching under the table. When my hand meets silk, her laugh comes to an abrupt halt. "Two can play at that game."

The challenge has been laid on the table, and she's not backing down, uncrossing her legs for me and scooting closer.

"If that's how you want to play—"

Amelia's words are interrupted by a camera flash. I knew things were too good to be true. There are three reporters in the lobby taking pictures as Charles attempts to hold them back.

They've killed my hard-on, but that also means we can leave now.



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