Release Day Blitz: Redeemed by L. Chapman

Synopsis

Megan’s life has been anything but simple. She’s always lived amongst chaos, and for once, she just wants it all to stop. After years of lies and agony, will anything work out for her?
In this heart-gripping third installment of the Believe series, watch Megan discover love again, and not just any love, but one worth fighting for, one that makes her feel different, cherished, wanted, and treasured. For Megan, Mark is the one to give her all of that and has brought a new meaning to her life and a new reason to live.
The old saying, "Nothing comes easy in life," holds true to this story, which is packed with unexpected twists and turns. For Megan and Mark, it pushes their love to new heights. Will the love they share for each other keep their relationship strong, or does Megan’s string of erroneous luck run out?

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About the Author

L. Chapman was born in and continues to live in North Yorkshire, United Kingdom. She has spent most of her life helping others as a health care assistant, and was, at one time, a DJ for a special needs club. Blending her love of helping others and her love of children, L dreams to one day own and operate a childcare nursery that will help mainstream special needs children with others.
In the rare times that L. is not working to help others or maniacally writing, she enjoys making a mess of things while creating beautifully detailed greeting cards. She spends time relaxing with family, friends, and good books. L. loves to travel and has been to many places in the United Kingdom; her favorite places all involve the ocean. She hopes to one day share a kiss with her happily-ever-after in the romantic shadow of the Eiffel Tower. Should she ever get over her fear of flying, those kisses may be shared in the shadows of the Egyptian Pyramids.
Ever the fussy eater, L. has never once tasted peanut butter, and she despises coffee. If you should feel the need to bribe her, it is suggested that you bring chocolate, as that is one of her know weaknesses.

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Cover Reveal: The Secret Phantom by Sarah Muellers

Synopsis

Ever have the feeling not to belong, to just float around in your own body and have people pass you as though you aren't even there? Well then you know what life's like for Talia! But wait, because just maybe you'll have luck strike you as it did her and your fate change overnight. One day you're the lonely black sheep and the next? You're married to an immortal Phantom, live in a castle and fight off evil with your friends by your side! So don't give up hope, miracles happen to anybody.

Author Questions

Your real name and pen name. 

Sarah Muellers

Please share some of the best memories of your childhood. 

Tell us about your education were you always a writer?

What languages can you speak and write?

 English and German.

What is your biggest source of inspiration in life?

Uhm… Ask me again, when I’m done pulling out my last hairs in an attempt to finish the chapter.

What hurts you most in this world?

Yeah… no comment…

What is your favorite genre and why? 

Nuh-uh! Not falling for it. Nope. You aren’t gonna get me to admit it.

When did you start writing?

Huh… don't really remember… 10 years ago, 8?

What is the purpose of your writing? 

Primarily: to vent!

Which of your works have been published so far? 

Secret Phantom’s going to be my first

Any works in progress? 

Working on book two. And that’s all you’ll get from me!

What are your future plans?

Get a cat and a horse.

 What top four things do you consider while writing a book?

Sarcasm, can’t write without it! Plot (Duh). Thoughts of the characters – good way to either get the reader involved or make them hate or love him or her. And would I do what I make them do? You can stop wondering the answer is yes: ALWAYS! Life would be boring otherwise. 

 What is your dream destination on Earth?

I believe the list of where I wouldn’t wanna go is so much shorter!

Your origin of birth and other countries you have visited/ stayed.

Germany born and loving! Living in Oman.

What did you like best about these countries around the globe?  

Germany: friends and nature. Oman: Waterfalls, mountains….fruits!

Your favorite time of day

Night! Darkness is the best time to stay up and write, or you know… just make a mess!

Your favorite color and why? 

Don't really have one … just as long as it’s not neon I’m good with all!

Your favorite book and why? 

Seriously? Hell, could you make this any harder?! Well fine, if you insist. Walter Moers – The City of Dreaming Books. It wasn't my first, but it just stuck with me until today. Read it in German as a kid and bought it in English a while back.

Your favorite celebrity and why? 

Johnny Depp – amazing actor.

Your favorite food?  Some quickies:

Shrimps.

Chocolate (Surprise!)

Fruits!!!

Carrots.

Steaks and hamburgers (don't forget the chips!)

Sun or Moon: 

Moon!

Laughter or Smile:

Smile. You can hide more behind a smile than a laugh! ;)

Morning or Evening

Coffee or Tea:

Tea! Hate coffee! EW!

Mountain or Sea: 

Both!

Silence or Conversation

Silence says so much more than words ever could!

Water or Fire: 

Air or Earth: 

How are you supposed to choose? The former you need to stay alive and the latter you need to live, unless someone found a way to live off nothing but air and I missed it? Crap. I did, didn’t I? 

Mars or Jupiter:  

Wasn't Jupiter voted out? Hm…. And isn’t Mars uninhabitable? I dunno about you, but those aren’t exactly choice places to move to!

Tulip or Rose:  

Red = blood = life = love = yeah… let’s not go there. Still Rose wins!

Left or Right: 

I always go the other way, so if you insist on right am gonna say left!

Glance or Stare:  

Staring’s more fun!

State your signature line/ tagline/ best quote:

Seriously? Wtf?! You’re insane!

The last line of your autobiography would be…  And she didn't give a damn after all.

Music Style:

DJ Bobo, Bryan Adams, Elton John, Celine Dion, Whitney Houston, All Disney music, Night Wish, Nickel back, Linkin Park, Shakira, Lumineers, West life, Saltatio mortis, in extreme, Pink

Blog Tour: Crane by Stacey Rourke

The Horseman is unending,
his presence shan’t lessen.
If you break the curse,
you become the legend.

Washington Irving and Rip Van Winkle had no choice but to cover up the deadly truth behind Ichabod Crane’s disappearance. Centuries later, a Crane returns to Sleepy Hollow awakening macabre secrets once believed to be buried deep.

What if the monster that spawned the legend lived within you?

Now, Ireland Crane, reeling from a break-up and seeking a fresh start, must rely on the newly awakened Rip Van Winkle to discover the key to channeling the darkness swirling within her. Bodies are piling high and Ireland is the only one that can save Sleepy Hollow by embracing her own damning curse.

But is anyone truly safe when the Horseman rides?

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If his wife hadn’t let her ass grow to the size of a sofa, Vic wouldn’t have to cheat. Shrugging his navy blue sport coat over his shoulders, he stepped forward, allowing the hotel room door to shut behind him with a soft thump. A smug smile curled across his face, his chest puffing with pride at his own prowess—thanks in part to those spiffy little blue pills his doctor prescribed. The heels of his wing-tipped loafers clicked against the cement stairs, one impeccably manicured hand running along the handrail as he descended. The rusted metal rail squeaked its protest under the faint touch. Taking its suggestion, he retracted his hand. 

Why he humored Karma by letting her drag him to this dive every week, he had no idea.

Her firm little apple bottom isn’t that great, he mused to himself, snorting a quick, dry laugh. 

Of course it was. She made good money with it at the Sugar Shack down by the airport. Grinding to R&B’s raunchiest hits, while clad only in a sequin thong. She was a sweet, albeit naïve, girl that believed if she stroked Vic’s … ahem, ego just the way he liked, she would someday find a fat rock on her finger and the title of Van Tassel behind her name. Hence her insistence on the flea bag hotel. She had flipped her bleached blonde waves, batted those ridiculous fake eyelashes, and pouted that she couldn’t be seen as the “other woman” by the same crowd she would soon be rubbing elbows with. As if he would ever let that happen. Karma’s airbrushed nails and hooker heels would never fit into his world. After all, in Tarrytown the Van Tassel name meant something, and not because of the stupid legend the residents of the small glen of Sleepy Hollow mercilessly clung to. No, as one of the founding families they helped build this town. Meaning, here, he might as well be a Rockefeller. A fact he reveled in and would never tarnish with outward displays of his cheap conquests … no matter how well she could wiggle. 

Vic crossed the parking lot, lit only by one humming street lamp, with a wide, jovial stride. As he shook his keys from the pocket of his slacks, thumbing the button to unlock the doors, his phone buzzed from the breast pocket of his Armani shirt. 

Snatching it from its resting place, he tapped to answer. “Yello?”

“Don’t you sound chipper for someone working late?” Yvonne slurred, the only hint he needed that she’d already cracked open tonight’s bottle of wine. 

“Why shouldn’t I be chipper?” he playfully asked, turning to glance back up toward the room Karma had rented. A flash of her blonde locks appeared from behind the stained drapes. He raised his hand in a casual wave, but couldn’t tell from this distance if she returned the gesture. “I just finished showing a multi-million dollar estate that the buyers are very interested in, and now I get to head home to my loving wife.” 

“Yeah, right,” Yvonne openly scoffed, her voice muffled by her glass as she took another sip. “We’re the friggin’ Cleavers. Hey, Cassidy is at the mall. I need you pick her up on your—“

Vic jerked his head to the right, in the direction of the neighboring gas station. Between the normal ebb and flow of rushing traffic, he heard the distinct snap of hoof beats pounding over pavement. “What kind of idiot would bring a horse out this close to the highway?” 

“The highway? Where the hell are you, Victor?” 

A moment ago the drum of the approaching rider had been coming from the south of him, Vic was sure of it. Yet somehow, without so much as a faltered step, it shifted to the north. “Stopped for gas, that’s all.” Vic paid little attention to the lie rolling off his tongue as he rose up on tiptoe and craned his neck to peer into the darkness. 

“Oh!” Her momentary flash of accusation was all but forgotten at the exciting prospect of fresh booze. “Are you near Gordon Bleau’s? I need a bottle of Amaretto.” 

Vic stifled a cringe at the thought of his wife’s mixed drink induced wandering hands. If he wanted to fend off an overly Botoxed hag that reeked of booze, he’d go visit Nana at the home. Her old biddy friends loved him, and putting in his time there helped secure his spot in her will. “I’d love to, pet, but I’d hate to keep Cass waiting.” 

A hot, snorted breath heated the exposed skin of Vic’s neck, tickling down the collar of his shirt. He spun, his heart pounding painfully in his chest, and pressed his back to the car door. Chills raced up and down his spine, electrifying his entire body. Nothing. There was nothing before him but that lone buzzing light and the seedy motel. “Damn it! Punk kids!”

“And they have a horse?” Yvonne’s giggle morphed into a hiccup. “You better watch out, Vic. It could be one of those lesser known equestrian gangs.” 

The lightning that flashed on the otherwise calm night was the only omen Vic needed to spur him into action. Throwing himself off the car, his trembling fingers fumbled with the door handle. Behind him, metal hissed free from leather. Slowly—with a cold, hard fist of dread clenching his gut—his head swiveled.

“Oh,” he said with a nervous lilt of laughter to the ominous symphony of black before him. “That’s … good. You got me. I really believed for a sec—” 

Vic’s anxious, cracking plea morphed into a scream as the figure pulled back. The blade of their arched sword gleaming gold under the yellow-hued light. 

Victor’s hands raised in the only defense he could offer. “No! Noooo!” 

He sucked in one last gasp as metal winged through the air. 

“Vic? Victor!” Yvonne screamed, panic clearing her alcohol induced haze. “What’s happening?” 

The only response she received came in the form of a ghostly whinny … followed by a soft thump. Her shrieks were muted as the phone tumbled to the ground—right next to Vic’s still rolling head.

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RONE Award Winner for Best YA Paranormal Work of 2012 for Embrace, a Gryphon Series Novel
Young Adult and Teen Reader voted Author of the Year 2012
Turning Pages Magazine Winner for Best YA book of 2013 & Best Teen Book of 2013
Stacey Rourke lives in Michigan with her husband, two beautiful daughters, and two giant, dogs. She loves to travel, has an unhealthy shoe addiction and considers herself blessed to make a career out of talking to the imaginary people that live in her head. Mark your calendars! Her latest literary adventure, Crane, will release May 26, 2014. She is currently hard at work on the continuations of this thrilling Legends Saga, as well as other literary projects.

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Cover Reveal: Midnight Ballerina by C.A. Williams

Cover Design by: Mae I Design and Photography

Synopsis

When I grow up, I’m going to be a dancer. I just know it.”

Life doesn’t always work out how you want, even for Monroe Hartley. Burying her dreams of being a ballerina, she sets off to college, determined to prove her independence. When life catches up with her, stripping away her resources, she slowly turns toward an unlikely profession. Miller Buchanan has enough on his plate; he doesn’t need anyone or anything else to worry about. When a petite dark haired beauty falls into his lap, despite his personal demons, he can’t stay away. Temptation and possibility linger, but when Monroe’s past comes knocking will she trade them for the familiar? Or will she continue on the path of the unknown?

About the Author

C.A. Williams is the author of The Journey Series, Full Count, Imperfect Perfection Series, and The Crush; all of the New Adult Genre. She  lives in Michigan and is married to her high school sweetheart. When she's not busy typing away at a new book, she's also trying to juggle three little ones. While being a stay at home to her three little ones, she likes to read and write, in between cleaning up messes and being a short order cook.

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New Release: Broken Souls by Beth Ashworth

Title: Broken Souls

Author: Beth Ashworth

Genre: Contemporary Adult Romance

Publication Date: May 30, 2014

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Pain, desperation and grief.

For Ashley Akerman, they are things that she has grown accustomed to feeling over the twenty-five years of her life.

She always found it difficult to integrate into society, realising that her imperfections were always going to be the cause of her own insecurities.

Stumbling upon the sassy Gabriela one day changed Ashley’s life for the better. She was introduced into a new circle of people that accepted her for her personality and didn’t judge her on her looks. But the good luck had been running for far too long... and time was up.

When that devastating moment arises and Ashley loses the support system she has grown to rely on, how will she be able to continue?

Will she revert to her previous life of merely existing as an empty shell in the world, or will the unplanned arrival of a certain Italian playboy throw everything into absolute and utter turmoil?

Finding the strength to fight on through the destruction will be key for Ashley. Will she be able to overcome the overwhelming fear of her past catching up with her once again? Can her broken soul be repaired, or has she finally reached the point of irrevocable damage?

Beth Ashworth was born in Manchester in 1990, but shortly moved to the modest city of Coventry where she was raised and still resides now.

As an avid reader from a very early age, Beth has always been keen to put her words onto paper. As a child she was always found with either a book in her hand, a pen and notepad or a computer games controller.

Starting off by initially writing alternate endings to her favourite Jacqueline Wilson books from around the age of ten, Beth has continued to grow and love her passion for books.

Eventually, after many unfinished books and short stories, she finally decided to follow her passion and write books that she hopes people will love.

When she isn't reading or writing, Beth loves to spend time with her husband and friends.

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