Thursday, December 24, 2015

"Wood U" by L.G. Pace III and Michelle Pace Release Blitz!!




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Author Bios:

L.G. Pace III has spent several decades pouring creative energy into other things besides writing. He began his current journey by telling his two daughters bedtime stories about a magical realm and a hero named Terel. Though that story is still sitting unfinished in the electronic universe he has managed to bring several other stories out of the dark maelstrom of his mind for others to enjoy. He dwells in the great state of Texas with his wife, novelist Michelle Pace and their children.

The Lost One
The Paladin

The Carved Hearts Series (with Michelle Pace):
Good Wood

Oculus (with J.L. Mac)

Facebook: https:// LGPaceIII

Michelle Pace lives in north Texas with her husband, Les, who is also a novelist. A mother of three, this former singer and actress has always enjoyed entertaining people and is excited to continue to do so as a writer.

Crazy Love
Something’s Come Up (with Andrea Randall)
Fury (with Tammy Coons)
Rage (with Tammy Coons)
The Perpetual Quest for the Perfect Life (with Tammy Coons)
Kiss Kiss

Connect with Michelle Pace at:
Facebook: https:// MichelleKisnerPace
Twitter: @MichelleKPace
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“Well now, small world.” Mac’s easy drawl sent shivers up my spine, and I sloshed some of the beer I was pouring. I turned to look up at him, and I’ll be damned if he wasn’t ten times more attractive than I remembered. “You missed me so much you couldn’t stay away?”

He flipped Todd’s empty chair around backwards and straddled it with a flourish. I decided he was a straddling expert, which made my mind wander to what else he might be an expert at.
“You found me out,” I joked, taking another long drink of my beer.

“Francis didn’t mention you were coming into town.” His pale eyes swept over me, and when they lingered on my cleavage, I found myself far less judgmental of him than I had been of Todd.

“He doesn’t know,” I replied. Mac’s eyebrow rose, and his lips slid into an infectious smile. I briefly wondered if his lips tasted as rich and delicious as they looked.

“I can keep a secret.” The way he said it made heat spread across my chest and up my throat. This man was always pushing, and I was surprised to realize that I liked it. I quickly explained about my new job and that I’d just been in town for a few days.

“Well, welcome to the neighborhood. If you ever need to borrow a cup of sugar, I’m your guy.” He held out his beer bottle, and I clinked my glass against it. He pinned me with his gaze as we both lifted our drinks to our lips. It was clear that Mac could make anything look sexual, even swallowing.

 “Where’s your date?” I asked, clearing my throat. I glanced around for the trashy girl, but she was nowhere to be seen. When I turned back to him, his watchful blue gaze was still on me.

“Where’s yours?” he asked, laughter evident behind his eyes. His deep voice was a major turn on, and I caught myself twirling my hair.

 “He’s around here somewhere,” I responded. Surprise overtook his features, and I realized he’d presumed I was alone.

“It’s a blind date,” I blurted and immediately felt like an idiot. His lips twitched with a ghost of a smile.

“He must be blind if he walked away and left you sittin’ here alone.”

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

"Drowning to Breathe" by AL Jackson - Special Announcement!! Woot!

The danger in pretending is it becoming real...

Sebastian Stone, Sunder front man and guitarist with a rap sheet about ten miles long, escaped to Savannah, Georgia, to get away from the trouble he’d caused.
Not find more of it.
    The moment he saw Shea Bentley, he saw beneath all her sweet and innocence to something that went deeper.
Their relationship was built on secrets; their love built on lies.
Sebastian never imagined how deep her secrets went.
When the past and present collide, Sebastian and Shea find themselves fighting for a future neither believed they deserved. Their passion is consuming and their need unending.
Now, holding the truth in his hands, Sebastian is faced with sacrificing everything he’s come to love to protect Shea and his family.

Two pasts intertwined.
Two lives bound.

Will their demons drown them or will Shea and Sebastian finally learn to breathe?

Drowning to Breathe
A Bleeding Stars Novel, Book 2

He wanted nothing at all…

Until he found she had everything to give…

Sunder lead singer and guitarist Sebastian Stone has everything—fans, fame, and fortune. He also has a heart full of bitterness and a reputation for a short-fused temper. But an outward reputation rarely reveals the true man inside. Facing assault charges after trying to protect his younger brother, Sebastian is sent to Savannah, Georgia to lie low until the dust settles in L.A.

Shea Bentley is beautiful, kind, and hiding from the very lifestyle Sebastian has always embraced.

When the mysterious, tattooed stranger begins hanging out at the bar where she works, Shea is quick to recognize he is nothing but trouble, but she's helpless to the way her body lights up every time his intense gray eyes tangle with hers.

They both soon find themselves drowning in a sea of desire and passion that won’t let them up for air.

Sebastian knows firsthand secrets never die, and he’s not the only one who’s hiding them.

Loving someone always comes with a price. But will it be Shea’s past that costs them everything?

A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of contemporary and new adult romance.

She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student.  She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.

Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children.

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Thursday, June 25, 2015

Happy Release Day for "Stop!" by Alison G. Bailey!! Excerpt and Giveaway!!!

Every life has a different path full of sharp turns, smooth curves, and steep drop offs.

Hollis Murphy has a plan—college, career, boyfriend, love, marriage, family. A predictable, normal life. She’s on track until an outside force causes her to crash and burn. They call it an accident, because that’s the only word they know to explain what happens to her. It helps everyone move on with their lives, except for Hollis. She holds on to the belief that she’s been targeted for a reason. 

Risher Stevenson is intelligent, caring, sweet, and the hottest boy Hollis has ever laid eyes on. He fits perfectly into her original plan for a normal life. Everyone loves him.

Benton Daniels is intelligent, caring, sweet, and the bravest boy Hollis has ever met. He doesn’t fit into her life but gives it purpose and makes it extraordinary. Everyone hates him.

One is bullied. One is tormented. All are judged. How will it STOP? 

Goodreads link: "Stop!"

Release Date: 6/25/15


“Name?” she said, impatiently.
I was so flustered that for a second I’d forgotten who I was. “Hollis Murphy.”
She scribbled something on a spreadsheet and handed me a packet with my name and the number two hundred ten typed out on the front sticker, which I assumed was my room number.
In a flat bored voice, she said, “Everything you need to know is in the packet. Should you have any additional questions or needs after reading the information, please ask your RA. Have a productive semester. Next!”
Clutching the envelope to my chest, my gaze shifted back down, and I walked quickly out of the office.
As I turned the corner, a loud deep woot! jerked my attention down the hall. I took one step before crashing full force into something solid and warm. Stumbling back, I dropped the envelope. Once my balance returned, my eyes focused on a gray T-shirt with cut off sleeves, stretched across broad shoulders. When I glanced down in search of my envelope, I couldn’t help but spot the narrow hips and round ass covered in black basketball shorts. As I squatted to pick up the envelope, a tanned forearm came into view. My gaze roamed up to find the arm was covered in bulging muscles.
“Oh god, I’m so . . . sor…ry,” I stammered, my cheeks heating with embarrassment.
            “Here ya go,” a deep voice said.
Reaching for the envelope, my gaze inadvertently shot up to the warmest green eyes ever created. His dark brown hair was cut short on the sides, longer on top, and tousled. The perfect amount of scuff peppered his strong jawline, with deep dimples framing a sexy lopsided smile. The air was immediately sucked from my lungs. He wasn’t just hot, he was boy band hot.
            A deep chuckle drifted down before I realized he had stood up and was extending his hand to me.
Oh boy! I get to touch him.
I slipped my hand into his and felt an immediate jolt of electricity. The muscles in his arm twitched. He felt it too.
“Thank you,” I said, as he helped me up.
            “I’m Risher Stevenson.”
            He was actually introducing himself to me.
            It had become a habit not to look directly at anyone, especially a stranger. I automatically angled my head down and to the left, to hide the messed-up side of my face. But those green eyes locked me in place. 
            “Hollis Murphy.”
            “Nice to meet you Hollis Murphy.”
            “Sorry again about running into you. I need to do a better job at watching where I’m going.”
            The tip of his tongue slipped between his lips before they formed into a slight smirk. Just as he was about to speak, his name came barreling down the hallway.
            “Rish! Get your ass down here. We’ve got a ton of boxes to haul in.” A blond-haired guy was standing at the end of the hall.
            “I gotta go finish helping my friends move in.”
            I nodded.
            Risher took three steps before turning back toward me. “Don’t do too good of a job.”
            My eyebrows squished together in confusion.
            “At watching where you’re going. I hate to think I won’t get rump bumped again.”
He winked before jogging away.

            I Sasquatched those shoulders, those hips, and that ass all the way down the hall.


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About The Author: Alison was born and raised in Charleston, SC. She attended Winthrop University and graduated with a major in Theater. While at school Alison began writing one-act plays, which she later produced. Her debut novel, Present Perfect, landed on Amazon's Best Seller List and appeared on many "Best Reads of 2013" Book Blogs. The novel won Best Book at the 2014 Indie Romance Convention Awards. Her second novel, Past Imperfect, was published in February of 2014 and appeared on several best books of 2014 lists as well. Presently Perfect, the third and final book in The “Perfect” series was released in Dec 2014 to rave reviews. In March 2015 all the love, swoon, heat, and angst were combined into the Perfect Series Box Set.

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Monday, June 1, 2015

The Darkling Chronicles By Tricia Zoeller Blog Tour!! Reviews, Giveaway, Author Interview and Excerpts and more!!

Young Adult/New Adult series The Darkling Chronicles
Ebooks: Shadow Blues, Shadow Fire, and Shadow Thief
Paperback collection: The Darkling Chronicles, Shadows 1

***Be sure to read my reviews on the first 3 stories in the series. I posted them after the book info and excerpts!*** 
:-) :-) :-) :-) :-) (Hint...these were Great reads!)

Shadow Blues
The Darkling Chronicles #1


At the age of four, Patrick Benjamin Solomon becomes Anka Rehmling’s human charge. By eight, he can SEE her. At thirteen, he breaks her heart, and by eighteen, she finds herself fighting for his life.

As a darkling shadowcaster, Anka casts shadows in the human world, harnessing some of the earth’s UV light to bring back to Montenai—a world full of darklings, nymphs, satyrs, phantoms, and dragon lords. Her job is crucial to preserving the vitality and balance in her town of Shadowland. However, Anka has trouble following the strict rules set by the Shadowland Council, a ruling body comprised of three dragon lords.

The lords’ decree states all shadowcasters will abide by the rules or face the penalty of harsh punishment, banishment, or death. Torn between her world and Ben's, Anka must choose to defy the Council or turn her back on love.

Shadow Blues
The Darkling Chronicles #1

My hand shook as I reached out and pushed the hair off Ben’s sweaty forehead. When he sat up suddenly, I took a step back. Could he see me? He looked around the room with cloudy eyes that passed right over me.
When he turned on the lamp, I flicked my fingers, casting a shadow on the wall of a bird flying. He gasped before looking around once more. Now, he knew something was here. 
After peeking in the corner, the closet, and under the armchair for where the shapes came from, he shrugged his shoulders. He used his hands to create a barking dog. I used my magic to create a meowing and hissing cat with fur standing on end. I barely stopped myself from snorting out loud from his goofy face as he scanned the room. He looked scared but excited.
Anka Rehmling, you are in big trouble. I’d just broken three shadowcaster rules. I tried not to think about it. Instead, I focused on my superhero, ninja, and dinosaur forms, complete with sound effects. Ben looked so happy, I told myself it would be okay just this once. He had been sick all day.
Each pull of my magic started in the pit of my stomach. The energy swirled out to my arms before releasing from my fingertips like thread. That’s how Dad explained it. Then, it snapped as it broke free and became the shadow on the wall or floor. It wasn’t a bad feeling, but felt normal, right.
When Ben grew tired, I watched him lie back in bed and drift off to sleep, a smile on his face. He had light hair with white skin that burned and freckled in the sun. My skin and hair were darker, like the shadows I cast.
In human years, we were both eight. However, shadowcasters, by nature, acted more mature than humans. Our world expected us to be responsible from a young age. The Shadowland Council had assigned Patrick Benjamin Solomon under my charge at the age of four. I cast shadows in his world and would for my lifetime, as long as my strength held. “That’s a lot of responsibility riding on your shoulders”—direct quote from Dad. I removed my hand from 
Ben’s arm as I thought about what I’d done.
Shadowcaster rules flooded my head.
Cast true to form. Don’t talk. Don’t touch the human.
My heart pounded in my ears. I hadn’t cast true. My palms grew sticky. I’d created my own make-believe shadows. Technically, I hadn’t talked, just made sound effects. However, I’d touched him. This realization caused fear to spark in me like fire; then it burned out, and I was so tired. I couldn’t wait to go home.
My family shadowcasted for the Solomons. The Council assigned my dad to shadow Ben’s dad. My mom followed his mom. Bianca and I took shifts with Ben. I covered him by day; she watched him at night. Other shadowcasters rotated in if we needed a break.
As a shadowcaster, I didn’t go to school but trained with my dad. My grandparents, Nana and Pops, ran the household since Mom and Dad worked so much.
Ben’s sigh brought my attention back to him. He looked peaceful. Maybe his fever had broken. When Mrs. Solomon slipped into the room to check on him, my mother followed, casting her shadows. My mother was really tall—five-foot-ten. She wore a flowing dress of purple, the family color. Jeweled combs sparkled in a ring on her head, which was the darkling custom.
As I watched Mrs. Solomon worrying over Ben, I felt jealous. He had a normal life. Not every darkling had the ability to cast shadows, and so it was a privilege and honor to serve the Council. However, the other young darklings went to school and played during the day. Most of them would never journey to the human world, but they benefited from the power shadowcasters brought back to Shadowland.
My mother’s brown eyes found mine. I met them briefly before looking away. Had she heard my sound effects?
Shadow Fire
The Darkling Chronicles #2


As a darkling shadowcaster, Bianca Rehmling works under the three dragon lords of the Shadowland Council, casting shadows for her human charge on the earth’s plane and harnessing energy to bring back for the balance and wellbeing of her kind. She’s always been a law-abiding darkling, as opposed to her younger sister, Anka. When Anka broke shadowcasting rules over the summer, she suffered the wrath of the council, something Bianca never wants to witness again.

To protect her sister, Bianca harbors some dark secrets, ones that could cause the decline of Shadowland. When a deadly illness called Shadow Fever strikes the village, Bianca fears her own rule-breaking has caused a fatal imbalance in the world of Montenai. She hasn’t been doing her job, her duty, and the dragon lords suspect.

Family or duty? With loved ones suffering, and the dragon lords breathing down her neck, Bianca keeps her nymph friends close and her enemies…closer. When an unlikely ally offers to help, Bianca must decide whether to trust him or brave the heat alone. 

Shadow Fire
The Darkling Chronicles #2

Pops wore an orange shirt with white musical notes on it, which caused me to smile. I sat on a tall stool at the coffee bar and ordered a tea, while my short legs dangled in the air.
He gave me a puzzled look as he placed orange blossom tea in front of me.
“Just need something a bit lighter today,” I said. Darklings rarely drank tea unless they required some energy from the herbs.
Pops began to buff the nymph glass counter in the same spot. A muscle twitched in his cheek. We were all under some major strain.
“I’m reporting to the temp pool today.”
He stopped his work. “Are you sure you’re ready for that?” Bushy eyebrows raised, he didn’t blink.
“You know I should have reported days ago.”
“I don’t want you going anywhere near that Wishing Tree.” Pops leaned in and whispered, “Do you understand?”
“If I don’t report, Lord Akton will hang me from the ceiling.”
Pops flinched like I had hit him. His face blanched from a light brown to yellow.
“See? No choice.”
His lower jaw jutted forward, and I thought he might explode. He placed the rag down on the bar top and leaned on the glass, undoing the results of his previous hard work. After a long breath, his expression shifted to one less murderous. “Make sure to call first and set up an appointment with Lord Bulosk. He seems the sanest of the lot, which isn’t saying much.”
I nodded and covered his hand, hoping to be reassuring. I don’t think my hand shook, but my insides quivered like human Jell-O. I never understood the allure of that food.

Shadow Thief
The Darkling Chronicles #3


Natcha is a creature of fire, drawing in shadow to cloak herself from the dangers of the world. She has never known what she is or where she came from, but she knows her wings and claws make her different. The sea cliffs of Montenai are her home, the Aglatian Sea her playground, and the phantoms her family.

All her life, she has hidden in the Faunlier Mountains with her sister Nalene. Only the oath she swore as a child to a darkling father to watch over his son draws her toward the turmoil in Shadowland.

When unrest among the darklings, satyrs, nymphs, and dragon lords begins to bleed into her own life, Natcha wagers the welfare of one against the welfare of many. To protect all she holds dear, she must incur the wrath of Shadowland’s leaders and become… the Thief.

 Shadow Thief
The Darkling Chronicles #3

My breath caught when we reached the river. Alexander Salva was not where I’d left him. 
The frogs croaked so loudly, I couldn’t hear myself think. Where did he go? His satchel lay crumpled on the bank.
Panic twisted the features of Zack’s face as he scanned the water. “Dad?” He paced the small opening between the trees. “Dad!” His voice cracked, and tears streamed down his cheeks. “What have you done?” he asked the river.
My vision is better than my hearing. I spotted movement twenty yards out and spread my wings. Mr. Salva’s eyes widened at my approach, the whites showing under the starlight. He could see me. Soaking wet, he trembled on a wide boulder. Sand and grit clung to his black beard.
“Demon,” he hissed.
"You look like a fledgling. I guess that’s the sick way of the dark. It tries to confuse me with a young face.” He had been holding something down at his side but drew the object up in front of him. The heavy, steel longsword shook in Mr. Salva’s hand.
My cloaking was still on. I knew by the soft whisper it made in my ears. Why could Mr. Salva suddenly see me? I stood still. Nalene had told me my shimmering wings were pretty, not symbols of evil. Why did he think I was a demon? My heart raced in my chest. I didn’t know what to do with an armed, drunk darkling who was apparently scared of me.
“I’m just a hatchling. You look like you need help.” My eyes darted back and forth from him to the immense sword with beautiful etchings of stars running up and down its blade. Where did he get it? I didn’t remember him carrying anything when he spoke to Lord Akton. He had the satchel when he left the pub.
“I don’t need your kind of help! The tree told me what I needed to do. I’ve lost everything because of this sword, and I will not let you or the demons within this vessel destroy my family or Shadowland.”
The Wishing Tree talked to him? Why hadn’t he confided in the lords? “What did the tree say?” My voice trembled.
Maneuvering the sword’s tip much closer to my face, he tilted his head.
I put my hands up. “Mr. Salva, could you please lower that away from me. I like my face the way it is.”

His jaw dropped. “A demon who knows my name? I’m more cursed than I ever imagined.”


My Reviews of the first 3 stories, Shadow Blues, Shadow Fire and Shadow Thief. 

Shadow Blues     

I’m so happy that I Stepped Through The Portal and read “Shadow Blues” ~ It’s a great short story by Tricia Zoeller, an opener into an amazing world. Zoeller’s world building is phenomenal. I like to read for an escape, and that is exactly what she gives you, when you get lost in The World of Montenai. Very cool characters, and twist on mythical creatures. Meet Anka and Ben and follow them on their tale of young love as rules are broken and lives are changed forever.


Shadow Fire

I was excited to jump back into The Darkling Chronicles and get spend some time in The World of Montenai, reading about Anka’s sister, Bianca’s story. The glimpses the author gave of Bianca in book 1, Shadow Blues, were very intriguing, Bianca, the sister who always followed the rules, aghast at her little sister breaking them, yet heart broken at the punishment she’d received from the Dragon Lords, now battles with a little rule breaking herself. See what Bianca does with the balance of Shadowland in her hands.


Shadow Thief

Wow! This story has to be my favorite yet, and that’s a hard thing to decide, because I love them all. As I love the bond of sisters in real life with my own, it was a pleasure to get to know another set of sisters, Natcha and Nalene. Natcha is the eldest of the sisters, and very protective of Nalene. Natcha is a creature of fire with the ability to cloak herself, which bewilders others. She risks everything to help a loved one even though it could have deadly results.

My overall thoughts on the series:

These stories have the perfect pace, and with world building that feels like a living breathing character in and of itself, it makes for very enjoyable reading. I can’t wait for the last two installments, Shadow Ice, book 4 and Shadow King, book 5.

I’m super mega excited that Mrs. Zoeller has put these stories into combined editions for paperback format. My keeper shelf has been waiting for The Darkling Chronicles, Shadows 1 (which includes the first three short stories) Eeeeeeeeps!! Gonna one-click this one ASAP! I encourage any lover of YA/NA Fantasy to read these stories and get lost in Tricia Zoeller’s Darkling Chronicles and the World of Montenai.


Here's a glimpse of what's to come with the last two stories in the series!! Woohoo!!!

Cover Reveal for the Part 2 of the series
Ebooks: Shadow Ice and Shadow King
Paperback collection: The Darkling Chronicles, Shadows 2

 Shadow Ice
The Darkling Chronicles #4


So much pain to bear for something new to come.

Despite a rocky start in life, Nalene has survived twenty years in the sea cliffs of the Aglatian Sea. She struggles daily to master her water energy rather than succumb to it. An icy constitution has forced her to rely on her sister for care, protection, and guidance.

But the tides are turning and powers shifting in Montenai. Once a sickly creature with no purpose, Nalene emerges a strong, willful guardian. This reclusive orphan has everyone’s attention, including a new seer who predicts “only one can survive” the battle to come.

Challenged by dragon lords, championed by outcasts, Nalene meets strife at every turn. As a crisis of faith wages within her, she forges ahead because she won’t give up on hope. What is she willing to sacrifice to fulfill her destiny?

Shadow King
The Darkling Chronicles #5


A family tragedy at the age of twelve thrusts Serena into the world of shadowcasting. She relishes the dragon lords’ protection and training but loves her new job and human charge even more.

Because of her great-great-grandfather’s alliance with a vicious nymph queen, Serena finds other Montenaians refuse to trust or accept her. It doesn’t help that she has the same birthmark and orange spark in her eyes as the relative who brought shame to the Brisson name.

Stepping through the portal to Paris allows Serena to escape her family’s reputation as well as her mother’s harsh traditions. Every day Serena pushes to be “worthy of the dragon,” regardless of her brother warning her the path leads to horrible loss.

For years, the lore of dragon and astrei has molded the practices and beliefs of Montenaians. No one has felt this more than the phantom, Serena. This Drifter’s history is the key to Shadowland’s fate. Can she protect them from a dangerous future and still find her way home?

AUTHOR BIO/Links and My Silly Six Questions:
Tricia Zoeller writes fantasy stories filled with mystery, magic, and mayhem. After a decade of working as a speech-language pathologist, she succumbed to the voices in her head and wrote her first book, urban fantasy FIRST BORN, published in May 2013. FIRST BORN is a paranormal mystery about a shapeshifter in Atlanta. It is the first book in the Lily Moore Series.

THE DARKLING CHRONICLES is her young adult series that delves into alternate planes, portals, and mystical creatures.

She lives in Marietta, Georgia with her husband, Lou, her little yappy dog, Lola Belle, and her big orange mutant cat, George. Her two stepsons, Joseph and Robert, make stopovers as well, making sure to keep life an adventure.

Writing has always been a part of her life—like breathing and chocolate. For more information about Tricia and her books, visit:
Facebook: Tricia Zoeller, Author
Twitter: @tzoellerwriter


My Silly Six Author Questions:

1.  How would you kill Ramsay Bolton in Game of Thrones?

I’ve given a lot of thought to this, which I probably shouldn’t admit. I’m going with the unexpected here—I would trap him in a room with Melisandre, the Red Woman. I think the other characters are too emotional about it and that would be their downfall in dealing with him. She’s just cold evil.

2. Missed calling in life?

My husband decided I should be a witch. I have a pool and own a cat so I handle critters on a daily basis: bats, frogs, lizards, snakes, moles.

3. Favorite bad movie?

I’ve watched the Fifth Element too many times. Whenever it’s on, I think “this is so ridiculous.” However, I get sucked in every time. Almost named my dog Leloo Mutipass.

4. Tell us something unexpected about you?

I know the name of almost every professional golfer. That’s my husband’s fault.

5. What are you reading now? 


6. Which Game of Thrones character would you like to be stranded on a deserted island with?

So if you mean the real character, I’d go with Tyrion Lannister. At first I thought Daenerys, but I’d be afraid her dragons would eat me. I think Tyrion and I would figure out how to make wine and just have a great time.

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Monday - June 1stMoonlessbiteswww.moonlessbites.comReview & Excerpt
Monday - June 1stTiger's Blog? (no real name)http://www.tigerhebert.comAuthor Interview
Monday - June 1steReading on the Cheaphtp://ereadingonthecheap.comPromo Post
Monday - June 1stLiterary Mania Reviewshttp://LiteraryManiaReviews.blogspot.comReview & Author Interview
Tuesday - June 2ndSAGibsonhttp://gibsonauthor.wordpress.comPromo Post
Tuesday - June 2ndMythical Books Post
Tuesday - June 2ndSkye Writing Interview
Wednesday - June 3rdUndercover Book Reviews Post
Wednesday - June 3rdMaria's Book Bloghttp://www.marialovesbooks.comPromo Post
Wednesday - June 3rdNaughty and nice book blogwww.naughtyandnicebookblog.comPromo Post
Wednesday - June 3rdLife & Times of a Would Be Somebody Interview
Thursday - June 4thParanormal Romance and Authors That Rockhttp://www.pratr.wordpress.comReview & Excerpt
Thursday - June 4thWriter of Bad-Ass Ladies and Big-Ass Dragons Post
Friday- June 5thMonlatable Book Reviews Post
Friday- June 5thArchaeolibrarian - I dig good books! Post
Friday- June 5thdeal sharing aunthttp://www.dealsharingaunt.blogspot.comAuthor Interview
Friday - June 5thTwin Opinionshttp://www.twinopinionsreview.blogspot.comReview & Excerpt
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