Friday, November 29, 2013

Lucky Sevens...Suspense and Thrills



Happy Black Friday to the Americans visiting the blog today! Today's post is a Virtual Blurb Blitz Tour for Lucky Sevens by Cynthia Vespia, a Contemporary Suspense/Thriller book available now. As a Blurb Blitz, there is no interview or guest post, but there is a blurb, excerpt and a bit about the author. I will also post the list of participating blogs. Cynthia will be awarding an eBook copy of one of her backlist books to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour, and a Grand Prize of a T-Shirt (US ONLY) to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour. Please leave your e-mail address when you comment.


Cynthia Vespia, "The Original Cyn," has a background as a certified personal trainer; licensed private security guard; award winning video editor, and graphic designer. But the creative outlet of novel writing has always remained her first love.
Today Cynthia continues to write character driven suspense and fantasy novels. With a plot pace to stir the adrenaline and keep the pages turning, Cyn likes to refer to her novels as "Real life situations that you could find yourself in but hope to God you never do." In her spare time she enjoys reading, movies that involve a strong plot/characters, and keeping active through various forms of martial arts and fitness.
Find out more at:

www.CynthiaVespia.com

www.Facebook.com/authorcynthiavespia

www.twitter.com/cynfulcharm






BLURB for Lucky Sevens:

Luca “Lucky” Lucazi is a man who lives for the job, until the job starts to threaten his life. A former Navy Seal, Lucky is ideal as the head of security for Lucky Sevens Casino. But when major names at the casino start falling victim to deadly and suspicious "accidents" Lucky must fight his way through a cast of eccentric characters only Las Vegas could spawn, and his own battle with alcoholism, before his lover Brooklyn - the sweet-hearted stripper - becomes the next victim. But when Lucky faces off with illusionist Christopher King, endowed with real magic powers, will his luck finally run out?

Excerpt from Lucky Sevens:

 Predict, prevent and protect. The same words he’d learned as a Navy SEAL bled over into his job as head of security very well. But as Luca “Lucky” Luchazi stared down at the body of his friend and former mentor Charles Vega he didn’t feel as though he’d honored those words at all.

More than a dozen police vehicles converged on the scene. The black and whites of Las Vegas Metro were scattered everywhere. Their flashing light bars washed everything in red drowning out the mix of neon colors that came from the casinos neighboring Lucky Sevens.

Charles had come to Vegas in its infancy and built his empire from scratch. Even while the others came crashing down to make way for the new mega resorts with their elaborate designs and theme park style attractions, Lucky Sevens remained standing as one of the last legendary casinos on The Strip.

Lucky had always admired the old man for remaining true to his ideals even when the casino was taking a pounding in the pocket book. Now he was nothing more than a sack of meat splattered all over the sidewalk.

Personnel from the county coroner's office had also responded to the scene, but not soon enough. The vision of good old Charlie lying with his robe open exposing his wobbly bits to the world, and lying in a pool of his own blood, would haunt Lucky for the rest of his days. Even now as they draped him in plastic and wrapped him up tight for his last ride all Lucky could see was the blood. He’d witnessed his fair share of death during war but this time it was different. This was Charlie. He’d been like a second father to Lucky ever since he set foot in sin city. So when he overheard two Metro officers disrespecting Charles’ death with their blown out theories Lucky set them straight. 

“Hey ease up,” Lucky said walking in between the two officers. “I never thought you were the type to spread gossip, Mel.”

Lucky had known Mel Harrison for many years. They'd done favors for each other multiple times. Harrison was the only guy on Metro that Lucky held any respect for. He'd always assumed the feeling had been mutual.

“Sorry Lucky, I know how much Charlie meant to you.” Harrison motioned to his partner. “Get the coroner over here to finish up.”

Harrison put a reassuring hand on Lucky's shoulder and the two officers went on about their business. Lucky let them walk. He let them scrape Charles Vega off the sidewalk like road kill. He just stood there as a blast of hot wind rolled in off the desert and struck him like a blow dryer on high speed.

Damn weather had turned on a dime. What were they calling it? El Nino? Something Spanish – go figure. Name somewhat brought to mind hot sand beaches and girls in Brazilian cut thongs.

There would be questions about Charlie's death, inquiries, maybe accusations but then they’d put everything to bed wrapped in a nice little bow. To the police, the papers, and the tourists (who even now posed for pictures in front of a real life Las Vegas crime scene) it would all be dusted off as just another gambling related suicide.

For Lucky the question would gnaw at his insides for eternity.

How could he have let this happen?

Participating Blogs

November 18: fundinmental
November 19: It's Raining Books
November 19: Room With Books
November 20: Long and Short Reviews
November 21: fuonlyknew
November 22: Unabridged Andra
November 22: Deal Sharing Aunt
November 25: The Cerebral Writer
November 26: Corey's Book Reviews
November 26: The Write to Read
November 27: Worlds of Possibilities
November 27: Kit 'N Kabookle
November 28: Musings and Ramblings
November 29: My Odd Little World
November 29: Welcome to My World of Dreams 

Thursday, November 28, 2013

Choose Your Heart Blurb Blitz








Today is my stop on the Virtual Blurb Blitz Tour for Choose Your Heart by Callie Hutton, a Contemporary Romance novella available now from The Wild Rose Press. As a Blurb Blitz, there will be no interview or guest post, but I will have the blurb, an excerpt and a bit about the author. Callie will be awarding an autographed copy of any of her in-print books, (A Run For Love; An Angel in the Mail; A Tumble Through Time; Emma's Journey; A Prescription For Love) and a hand-made beaded bookmark (US ONLY) to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour. Please leave an e-mail address when you comment. I will post a list of the other blogs and dates for the tour, as well.

Callie has been making up stories since elementary school, and writing gave her a way to turn off the voices in her head. After having a number of articles and interviews published in newspapers and magazines, she took on what she’d always dreamed of. Writing that book. She currently has a number of both historical and contemporary romance books published. Visit her website for more information. www.calliehutton.com

She currently lives in Oklahoma with her husband and adult children who move in and out with alarming regularity. Add three rescue dogs and the household is complete—and full. She enjoys hearing from her readers, and would love to have you visit her on Facebook.

Or First person:

I’ve been making up stories since elementary school, and writing gave me a way to turn off the voices in my head. After having a number of articles and interviews published in newspapers and magazines, I took on what I’d always dreamed of. Writing that book. I currently have a number of both historical and contemporary romance books published. Visit my website for more information. www.calliehutton.com

I currently live in Oklahoma with my husband and adult children who move in and out with alarming regularity. Add three rescue dogs and the household is complete—and full. I enjoy hearing from my readers, and would love to have you visit me on Facebook.




Twitter: @calliehutton.com

Buy links:





BLURB for Choose Your Heart:

Midwife Kerry Mackenzie has tried to move on with her life to no avail. Her deceased husband’s parents expect her to remain true to his memory. But at twenty-four, Kerry’s too young to wear widow weeds for the rest of her life. Seeking independence, she takes a job miles from home that will require her to move. Things may have worked out as planned if she hadn’t gotten stranded on the way…

Ranch owner Damian Greer happens upon Kerry perched alongside her disabled car on an Amarillo highway. Coming from a family whose members move quickly when it comes to love, the instant attraction he feels is no surprise. After observing her during an emergency, he suspects she may be the woman for him.

When it appears her car will be out of commission for a few days, Damian offers to drive Kerry to Albuquerque to meet with her realtor. Can Damian convince her to abandon her plan, and give them a chance?

Excerpt from Choose Your Heart:

He took her in his arms, and within minutes, he had them spinning on the dance floor as if they’d
done it together for years. Every time Damian turned her, he tugged her closer. The scent from the flower in her hair combined with the light perfume she’d used was an aphrodisiac. He slid his thigh between her legs and spun her halfway across the floor. Her skirt billowed out, and her curls danced in the light of the lanterns. Kerry threw her head back, her throat muscles moving as she laughed. He did some different movements, and each time she followed him with ease. Her beautiful, hazel eyes sparkled and her cheeks flushed a deep pink.

Was this how she would look in the throes of passion?

The music reverberated through his body, tightening his gut as the woman in his arms held him
captive. Her scent, her feel, her softness. His gaze met hers, and her smile faltered as she searched his face, questioning.

The band finished the merengue and moved quickly and easily into a slow number. Damian cupped Kerry’s face and lowered his head. His lips pressed against hers, and she slid her palms up his chest to circle his neck. Slim fingers played with the hair at his collar. He turned their fused bodies slowly in a circle and ravished her mouth. He pressed against her lips with his tongue, seeking entrance. She opened, granting him access to the sweetest nectar he’d ever tasted.


Participating Blogs

November 18: Unabridged Andra
November 18: Happily Ever After
November 19: JM Stewart
November 20: A to Z Reviews
November 21: Melinda Dozier
November 22: Books and Other Spells
November 22: A Writer's Life
November 25: Charlene Raddon's Chatterblog
November 25: Novel Moments
November 26: Susana's Morning Room
November 26: Deal Sharing Aunt
November 27: Queen of the Night Reviews
November 28: My Odd Little World
November 29: Enjoying the Unique Flavors of Life
November 29: Stephanie's Book Shelf

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Have Yourself a Kinky Little Christmas


      




Have a Very Kinky Christmas


With the Holidays fast approaching (hey, it's Thanksgiving already), I thought I'd bring a reminder of the season with the Smutketeers Christmas Trio of books, The Kinky Christmas Carol books. These have become some of my favorite authors, and I just spent some quality kink time rereading these three gems. If you've never read them, now would be a great time to pick them up, as they are, for a limited time, combined in a boxed set, all three for the grand price of $0.99...yes that is ninety-nine cents...(and yes, I will post buy links for these at the end). Less than a dollar for three, count 'em, three great, hot sexy Christmas tales.Those who have read them, now would be a fun time to enjoy the kinky adventures of Holly, Tim and Marley, and their assorted partners in kink.

Book 1 in the Smutketeers Kinky Christmas Carol

 Getting Scrooged

Blinded to the present…

Holly Knight doesn’t have time for Christmas. As the head of Knight Enterprises in Chicago, she doesn’t have time for anything, not even a personal life—other than her brief, secret liaisons with men who remain strangers. Until a new stranger comes to town…

Ebenezer Hall is a ‘closer’. His job: negotiate a merger with a woman who is as notorious for being a hard-ass as he is for being a charmer no one can resist—and he’s not above mixing business with pleasure as long as it’ll get him what he wants.

The chemistry is sizzling hot, and things get even hotter when Ben’s friends and long-time lovers Justin and Kit arrive in Chicago. Three gorgeous men are even more exciting than one, and Holly’s body is sated in ways she’s never even dreamed of. But she can’t allow herself to be distracted for long—her priority is always business…and protecting her heart.

Can an infamous playboy and a hard-hearted corporate mogul ever admit to their heart’s desires? Or will it take a little holiday magic for them to realize that all they want for Christmas is each other?

Warning: Contains all ingredients for the perfect kinky holiday: Three men demonstrating blow-job techniques—on each other—because the author couldn’t resist. Neither can Holly. Neither will you. A little sensual power play, because Ben can’t resist. Neither can Holly. Or Justin. Or Kit. Put it all together with some Christmas magic and mix—vigorously. Served hot. Best enjoyed with a side of sex toys.


Holly has no time for romance-when she has the itch, she works it off with nameless one night stands, at least she does until she meets Ben. She refuses to let her heart get involved, but lots of over the top, no strings sex, with Ben and eventually his two friends/lovers is something she is on board with. As for Ben, he is footloose and free as a bird, and he likes it that way-so why is Holly stuck in his mind day and night? I love the dynamic here, with the woman clearly in charge and making the decisions, even those she is unsure of. I enjoyed watching as Holly's wall slowly crumbled, and Ben got more involved in trying to convince her they could be good together. There isn't much these four don't try, but when Holly misunderstands, she could lose everything, including her heart. A must read holiday book.

Book 2 in the Smutketeers three-novella series A Kinky Christmas Carol!


Not So Tiny Tim

Avoiding the future…

Video game mogul, philanthropist and heir to the Knight empire, Tim Crichton has three F-zones—the friend zone, the family zone, and the, er… fun-buddy zone. No crossover is allowed because it might create a fourth—the forever zone—and Tim knows forever just isn’t in the cards for him.

Miranda Girard has always known she and Tim were meant to be together, but when she got tired of waiting and made a move, he rejected her. Now it’s time for their Christmas reunion dinner and she’s damn well going to put on a happy face and attend—after she stops at the bar for a little liquid courage.

Peter Vaughn can’t wait for his new house to be finished so he can move out of Tim’s apartment—living with a man he wants and can’t have gets old quick. But work on the house has ground to a halt and he’s stuck there until after the new year.

It all seems hopeless until a jolly old doorman nudges Peter and Miranda together, and a little Christmas magic quickly escalates to a scorching holiday encounter that will either rescue Tim from a lonely future…or cost him the two most important people in his life.

Reader Advisory: Contains 30% more cheese and 20% less kink than your usual Robin L. Rotham fare. (It’s Christmas, people!) Also contains ménage, m/m, mild BDSM elements, four ice-skates, three lovebirds, two black towers, and a doorman with a plan.


Tim Crichton has kept himself secluded from life, fearing that he will end up hurting those he cares most for. He has made no secret of the fact that he is bisexual, but refuses to let himself love anyone. His past, with two bouts of cancer, convinced him he doesn't have the right to be happy and in love, because he can't face hurting those most important to him; the man he loves, Peter Vaughn, and the woman he has always loved, Miranda Girard. When Miranda and Peter hook up, Tim thinks it is for the best, but then why is he so miserable about it? The two people he loves most now have a chance to be happy, just not with him. When he walks in on them, Peter convinces him to give Miranda a night she will remember-with both of them. 

I really enjoyed watching as Peter took over, and controlled the passion and emotions that Tim had held inside for so long, and seeing these three together was a delight. I was worried for a bit that Tim would never wake up to the passion he was missing, but watching as these three finally found true love was worth the wait.

Book Three in the Smutketeers Kinky Christmas Carol series


Marley In Chains

Running from the past…

Marley Knight-Williams has avoided the ghosts of her past for seventeen years. Now, after one thoughtless decision and too many margaritas, they’ve found her. Her memories, her heartache…and her men. Just in time for the holidays.

Boxer and gym owner Michael O’Shea is at the end of his rope. When his best friend Carlos comes home from serving his country, he’s a changed man—broken and wounded, inside and out. Michael knows there is only one person who can bring him back, one person who can make this a Christmas they will all remember. And he’ll do whatever it takes to bring her around.
Even if he has to break out the chains.

Time has changed them all, but it’s only banked the embers of their passion, and when the flames flare to life, they burn hotter than ever. Will the heat be enough to sear away the obstacles that stand between them? Or will it drive them apart before they can finish what they started all those years ago?

Warning: These characters shocked the author...Just sayin’…Menage and explicit sex. Schoolboy fantasies given a kinky adult twist. Voyeurism and exhibitionism. Spin the bottle, spanking, dirty sexting, and chains. Pervertable use of a poor innocent cane. Romance and magic and holiday love. With special guest appearances by Bob, Other Bob and Better Bob.

After a disastrous experience with the two men she loved most in the world, Marley Knight-Williams ran, rather than face the truth-that she wanted an unconventional life with both men. Seventeen years later, Michael O'Shea, one of her ghosts from that long ago time, finds her to ask a favor. The other in their would be triad has come home at last, from serving his country. But Carlos is broken inside, and Michael is convinced only Marley can fix him. Marley isn't sure she can even fix herself, but agrees to Carlos' terms with some trepidation. 

I enjoyed watching as Marley began to realize that she needed these two men, that just one wouldn't do. When Michael thinks she loves only Carlos, he is willing to step aside, and I love that about him; his unselfish loyalty to a friend, his willingness to forfeit a chance at happiness with Marley to save his friend. I liked watching these three as they discovered they could have it all.


These three books should be read every single Christmas, to warm your heart (and other body parts as well). Whether you read them at Christmas, or in the summer for Christmas in June or July, these are books to keep on the 'read it over and over' shelf, as they never lose their hot and kinky charm.  My rating is for all three books, as they are all worthy of it. 


                    


Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Vault of Secrets: More from Hawk MacKinney






Today's post is a Super Book Blast for Vault of Secrets, Book 2 in the Craige Ingram Mystery Series by Hawk MacKinney, a mystery/suspense available now from Wandering Sage Publishing.
As with any Book Blast, there will be no interview or guest post, but I will post the blurb, an excerpt, and a bit about the author. A $20 Amazon GC will be awarded to one randomly drawn commenter, so please be sure to leave your e-mail address when you comment. I will also post the links to the participating blogs on the tour for more chances at winning.




With postgraduate degrees and faculty appointments in several medical universities, Hawk MacKinney has taught graduate courses in both the United States and Jerusalem. In addition to professional articles and texts on chordate neuroembryology, Hawk has authored several works of fiction.

Hawk began writing mysteries for his school newspaper. His works of fiction, historical love stories, science fiction and mystery-thrillers are not genre-centered, but plot-character driven, and reflect his southwest upbringing in Arkansas, Texas and Oklahoma. Moccasin Trace, a historical novel nominated for the prestigious Michael Shaara Award for Excellence in Civil War Fiction and the Writers Notes Book Award, details the family bloodlines of his serial protagonist in the Craige Ingram Mystery Series… murder and mayhem with a touch of romance. Vault of Secrets, the first book in the Ingram series, was followed by Nymrod Resurrection, Blood and Gold, and The Lady of Corpsewood Manor. All have received national attention.  Hawk’s latest release in the Ingram series is due out this fall with another mystery-thriller work out in 2014. The Bleikovat Event, the first volume in The Cairns of Sainctuarie science fiction series, was released in 2012.

"Without question, Hawk is one of the most gifted and imaginative writers I have had the pleasure to represent. His reading fans have something special to look forward to in the Craige Ingram Mystery Series. Intrigue, murder, deception and conspiracy--these are the things that take Hawk's main character, Navy ex-SEAL/part-time private investigator Craige Ingram, from his South Carolina ancestral home of Moccasin Hollow to the dirty backrooms of the nation's capital and across Europe and the Middle East."

Barbara Casey, President
Barbara Casey Literary Agency



Blurb for Vault of Secrets:

Vault of Secrets is a compelling tale of intrigue, murder, deception and redemption that leads retired Navy SEAL/part-time private investigator Craige Ingram in search of the connection between seemingly random murders and a banking conspiracy. Working with the local homicide investigator, who just happens to be a former Navy buddy, Craige Ingram's attempts to protect a lonely widow and solve the case before another person dies are only thwarted by a psychotic killer whose motivation is based on pure pleasure. The instincts and skills Ingram and his buddy acquired as Navy SEALS are tested to their limits.

Excerpt from Vault of Secrets:

It was straight up nine when Craige pushed through the doors of the trust department.  He figured after the way he’d behaved, he’d get the brush-off from Ms. Rozkovsky but knew he was wrong the minute she looked up at him.  She didn’t stare; she ogled and promptly dribbled her coffee.  Craige figured if he said anything too pleasant, she’d spill the whole cup, but he decided to risk it.  “Good morning,” he said.  “I have an appointment with Mrs. Stanley.”

The blistering instant he spoke, Irene went deaf and numb, swallowed into those gorgeous, green, scintillating eyes, wishing this stack of a man would do everything to her she’d ever wanted a man to do.  She scrutinized every scrumptious imagined morsel she could just taste under his casual Madras cotton shirt.  Having not heard one word he had said, she stuttered, “Can I help you?”  In her mind, she was already peeling away the faded cords pulled across his thighs, that marvelous face with its strong jaw and hint of heavy beard.  She wanted to run her fingers through those curly brown locks, shaded tawny gold like a male lion’s mane--every unmentionable she’d ever swirled in her dizzy head and gave her tingly goose bumps.  She didn’t care what he said as long as he kept looking at her. 

Craige repeated, “I have an appointment with Mrs. Stanley.”

Irene blinked and blinked again as though she had no idea who he was.  She then stammered, “What’s your name?” Courtesy such as “please have a seat” shot to hell.

“Craige Ingram.”

“One moment, I’ll tell her you’re here,” she bubbled.  Irene’s heart was in a pity-pat dither.  Her bra squeezed so tight, it was hard to breathe.  She stumbled around her desk and hurried into Terri’s office, somehow managing to shut the door somewhat quietly.  In a butterfly falsetto and a hand at her throat, she said, “He’s here!” 

Participating Blogs


Friday, November 22, 2013

Go "Into the Fire" with Lindsey and Lindsey








Today's Super Book Blast is for Into the Fire by Lindsey Fairleigh and Lindsey Pogue, a Post-apocalyptic Science Fiction Romance available today. As a book blast, there is no guest post or interview, but I will have a bit about the authors, a blurb and an excerpt, along with a list of participating blogs on the tour. Please leave your e-mail address for a chance at a $15 Amazon GC to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.



Lindsey Fairleigh lives her life with one foot in a book—as long as that book transports her to a magical world or bends the rules of science. Her novels, from post-apocalyptic to time travel and historical fantasy, always offer up a hearty dose of unreality, along with plenty of adventure and romance. When she's not working on her next novel, Lindsey spends her time reading and trying out new recipes in the kitchen. She lives in the Napa Valley with her loving husband and confused cats.

Lindsey Pogue has always been a little creative. As a child she established a bug hospital on her elementary school soccer field, compiled books of collages as a teenager, and as an adult, expresses herself through writing. Her novels are inspired by her observations of the world around her--whether she's traveling, people watching, or hiking. When not plotting her next story line or dreaming up new, brooding characters, Lindsey's wrapped in blankets watching her favorite action flicks or going on road trips with her own leading man.

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Buy links:

Amazon: 
Into The Fire (The Ending, #2) - not available yet
After The Ending (The Ending, #1) - http://www.amazon.com/After-Ending-ebook/dp/B00BJDUBLU

Barnes & Noble:
Into The Fire (The Ending, #2) - not available yet

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Into The Fire (The Ending, #2) - not available yet   
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Into The Fire (The Ending, #2) - not available yet   
After The Ending (The Ending, #1) – not available yet


Blurb for Into the Fire

The Virus changed them, but that was only the beginning…
…death…mutation…insanity…corruption…terror…
…all that remains is hope.

In the wake of destruction left behind by the Virus, it took Dani and Zoe months to find each other. But their reunion was short-lived. Dani has been taken, and though little distance separates them, they might as well be worlds apart.

From the moment she hears Dani’s scream, Zoe’s only goal is to save her best friend. She and her companions scramble to come up with a rescue plan, but when a ghost from Jake’s past reappears, lines are blurred, decisions become harder, and secrets are revealed…and some secrets are best left buried. To keep heartache and fear from consuming her, Zoe must cling to her determination. She will see Dani again.

Dani awakens inside the final hold-out of civilization: the Colony. Remnants of the former world surround her—electricity, safety, social order—but all is not what it seems. As she faces her most manipulative adversary yet, she loses sight of who she is and who she can trust. Friends become enemies, enemies become allies, and allies will betray her.  Dani will have to decide what she’s willing to do and whose lives she’s willing to risk if she is to have any chance of breaking free. 


Excerpt From Into the Fire

“Tell me! Who was I with?”

“Zoe…and Jason.”

“What?” I screeched and scurried away from him to huddle on the edge of the bed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Zoe was in Massachusetts and was probably dead, and Jason…Jason was…I didn’t know. Why would I have been with Jason? Nothing was making sense. Scrunching my eyes closed, I tried to remember, but the harder I tried, the more my head hurt. Panic churned within me, making me feel sick. My heart beat heavily, like my blood was too thick, and my lungs felt constricted.

“Dani,” Gabe said, and I felt the bed shift behind me. He scooted closer, joining me on the edge of the bed and draping his arm over my bare shoulders. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

Only when I looked up at him did I realize tears were streaking down my cheeks. “I don’t want to think about them…about any of it,” I told him. “If they’re gone…I just want to forget. I just want to be here, with you.”

“Dani, I think we should…”

I tilted my face up, leaning in closer to the safety and comfort of his body. “What?”

“Probably not be…”

“What?” I asked, raising my hand to his face. I brushed my thumb over his chin, feeling the rough stubble covering it, and angled his face lower.

“In here, doing this.” He breathed in jerkily when my thumb brushed across his full lower lip. It was soft and dry and begging to be kissed.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I whispered, closing the distance between us. 

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Thursday, November 21, 2013

The Gospel According to Prissy






Today's post is a Super Book Blast for The Gospel According to Prissy by Barbara Casey, a Contemporary Suspense/Women's Fiction book available now from Strategic Media Books. As a Book Blast, there will be no interview or guest post, but I do have a brief author bio, a blurb and an excerpt, and will post a list of the participating blogs so you have more chances to win the $25 Amazon GC that Barbara will be awarding to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour. 



Barbara Casey is president of the Barbara Casey Agency, representing adult fiction and nonfiction for authors throughout the United States, Great Britain, and Japan.  She is also the author of numerous articles, poems, and short stories.  Her award-winning novels have received national recognition, including the Independent Publishers Book Award, the Dana Award for Best Novel, and the Publisher’s Best Seller Award.  Her novel, The House of Kane, released in 2008, was considered for a Pulitzer nomination, and her novel Just Like Family received special recognition by the 7-Eleven Corporation.  Two other novels, The Gospel According to Prissy (released in the spring of 2013) and Shyla’s Initiative, both received an IPPY Award for Best Book in Regional Fiction. Her most recent young/new adult book, The Cadence of Gypsies, has been selected as an Amazon Best Read and received the 2013 IPPY Living Now Award.

In addition to being a frequent guest lecturer at universities and writers’ conferences, Ms. Casey served as judge for the Pathfinder Literary Awards in Palm Beach and Martin Counties, Florida, and was the Florida Regional Advisor for the Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators from 1991 through 2003.








Blurb for The Gospel According to Prissy

Three Army veteran misfits, a college dropout, an unmotivated high school graduate accused of murder, a controversial warden of a women's prison, and a little girl with the gift of prophesy – these are the people 31-year-old Lara Kruger invites into her life after suffering a miscarriage, a divorce from an abusive husband, and unemployment.


Excerpt from The Gospel According to Prissy

Miriam walked away from her desk and paused in front of the unframed full-length mirror she had salvaged from the recent renovations in the women’s shower rooms.  The edges were chipped and blackened, and there was a fairly large crack that ran vertically from one corner to the other.  The condition of the mirror was the result, no doubt, of one of many displays of frustration and anger within the prison walls before she took over.  Still, the mirror served its purpose.  On those rare occasions when Warden Miriam Temple of the Braden Women’s Correctional Institution needed to be sure she looked her best, at least she could do so in the privacy of her own office.

Studying her reflection, she saw a tall, aging fifty-nine-year-old woman with dark hair streaked with gray cut in a simple shag, myopic brown eyes made evident by the wire-framed glasses, and a raw-boned body that could be considered well-proportioned if it weren’t for the fact that it was about twenty pounds on the heavy side, fifteen of which had settled around her thighs and buttocks.  “Pear shaped, as opposed to apple shaped,” she frequently reminded herself, “so that means at least I won’t die of a heart attack.”  The fact that her ear lobes were also plump and didn’t have the diagonal creases indicating some type of heart disease seemed to confirm that fact.  She didn’t know if these old-wives’ tales she had grown up with were really true, but she liked to keep an open mind, especially when they worked to her benefit.

She normally didn’t wear make-up, but this morning before leaving for work, she had dug out her small tapestry bag that held what few cosmetics she owned and applied a little blush and a touch of lipstick.  She rubbed one cheek with her hand now, thinking that maybe she shouldn’t have bothered.  She didn’t need to impress anyone.  Even if there had been the awkwardness that sometimes comes with being a large woman, it had been replaced years ago by the confidence born from a privileged background and the level of acceptance and comfort from which she viewed herself.

Her dark gray suit and crisp white blouse were clean and unwrinkled, thanks to the prison laundry facilities.  The plain black pumps she wore looked both practical and appropriate to complete the over-all appearance of discipline, control, strength, and above all, a positive attitude.  It was the attitude within the prison that Miriam had worked the hardest on when she took over as head warden six years earlier.  There had been a stifling wave of hopelessness and despair among the female inmates so thick it made it difficult to breathe.  This was manifested daily in brawls, food fights, and a behavior of non-compliance in general.  “Animals get treated better than we do,” had been the mantra at the prison.

For six years Miriam had been working fourteen-hour days, overseeing the operations of the facility, staying on top of problems, writing reports, and talking to every person she could reach about helping to set up programs for “her girls” as she referred to them.  Each of Miriam’s programs offered something to a few of her girls, but not to all, something she struggled with daily.  She constantly researched what other correctional institutions were doing not only in this country but other countries as well, trying to come up with new ways to stimulate her girls and help them feel enthusiastic about their lives.

It had worked.  She started getting noticed after the first year of her tenure.  Complaints from the prisoners dropped, a State audit confirmed that for the first time in over a decade the prison budget would be in the black, and the over-all appearance of the facility was vastly improved.  Government officials who previously had been reluctant to show interest now started to open doors for this hard-working, persistent, and obviously dedicated woman. 

And then Prissy had been born.


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Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Nymrod Resurrection





Today's post is a Super Book Blast for Nymrod Resurrection by Hawk MacKinney, a Mystery/Suspense available now from Wandering Sage Publishing. As a Book Blast, there is no interview or guest post, but I will post a blurb and excerpt, and a bit about the author. One randomly drawn commenter will win a $20 Amazon gift card, so please leave your e-mail address when you comment. I will also post links to the other blogs on the tour.

With postgraduate degrees and faculty appointments in several medical universities, Hawk MacKinney has taught graduate courses in both the United States and Jerusalem. In addition to professional articles and texts on chordate neuroembryology, Hawk has authored several works of fiction.

Hawk began writing mysteries for his school newspaper. His works of fiction, historical love stories, science fiction and mystery-thrillers are not genre-centered, but plot-character driven, and reflect his southwest upbringing in Arkansas, Texas and Oklahoma. Moccasin Trace, a historical novel nominated for the prestigious Michael Shaara Award for Excellence in Civil War Fiction and the Writers Notes Book Award, details the family bloodlines of his serial protagonist in the Craige Ingram Mystery Series… murder and mayhem with a touch of romance. Vault of Secrets, the first book in the Ingram series, was followed by Nymrod Resurrection, Blood and Gold, and The Lady of Corpsewood Manor. All have received national attention.  Hawk’s latest release in the Ingram series is due out this fall with another mystery-thriller work out in 2014. The Bleikovat Event, the first volume in The Cairns of Sainctuarie science fiction series, was released in 2012.

"Without question, Hawk is one of the most gifted and imaginative writers I have had the pleasure to represent. His reading fans have something special to look forward to in the Craige Ingram Mystery Series. Intrigue, murder, deception and conspiracy--these are the things that take Hawk's main character, Navy ex-SEAL/part-time private investigator Craige Ingram, from his South Carolina ancestral home of Moccasin Hollow to the dirty backrooms of the nation's capital and across Europe and the Middle East."

Barbara Casey, President
Barbara Casey Literary Agency


Blurb for Nymrod Resurrection

Investigating an unlikely murder, Ex-SEAL and part time PI Craige Ingram discovers an officially sanctioned assassination. His investigation quickly stirs beyond the dirty backrooms of the nation’s capital with more killings across Europe and the Middle East. The dead woman is somehow connected to stolen artifacts from a time before Babylon. As he probes apparently unconnected clues, he locks horns with an enigmatic enticing secret agent with her own agenda and her own way of doing things. Craige faces train wrecks and deadly assassins doing business with a rich mercenary selling biotoxins, rare stamps, deadly nerve gases, and smuggled nuclear material to the highest bidder. As Craige peels away at the shadowy Operation Nymrod, he finds an elusive power-hungry dead-set mind – a driven obsession with a frightful arsenal of bioweapons ready to fulfill ancient prophecies with a very personal Armageddon that makes the monstrous last day of the twin towers of the World Trade Center pale in possibilities.

Excerpt from Nymrod Resurrection:

            On the second-floor landing I spotted familiar faces from the department's forensic team.  The smell was worse inside.  With that first look I didn't need to be told that the pulpy lump with swollen pumpkin dimples where eyes should have been was one very bloated dead body.  The corpse was well into being recycled.  It no longer looked human.  The body had been cooking in the sweltering oven of a Dixie mid-August scorching summer in this dreary one-flight walkup of apartments with no AC and painted-shut windows.  Near the peeling paint archway and a worse kitchenette beyond I spotted Gray huddled with just over five feet plus, roly-poly Coroner-Medical Examiner Fred Dinkins.

            "What you got?" I asked.

            Gray indolently heaved a getting-paunchier fried chicken and beer belly and idly mumbled, "We’re not quite sure...." threw me that MacGerald we-got-trouble look.  "Right now all I know for sure is, it's no run-of-the-mill homicide."

            There was more in his look than his words.  It was all over his face that things weren't going the way he liked.  I’d known that from the moment I disconnected from his call.  He wouldn't have made the call for a squabble between drifters over street drugs or a grocery cart of scrounged throwaway clothes.  When a corpse is concealed, long term or otherwise and left to rot, decomposition can alter forensic evidence until it tells other stories—but not usually ones you want to hear.  Dinkins had his work cut out for him and his crew.  It’s one way perps buy themselves time, and concealment usually means there’s considerable more that went down.  In my wildest night-stalks I could never’ve imagined how right-on-the-money that would prove to be.  Ignorance is bliss…our SEAL team learned real quick. It can also get you killed.

            Without looking up Dinkins said, "One more pitiable devil that died alone.” Piercing blue eyes peered over his ever-present black wire-rim glasses perched unsteadily on the end of his nose.  In low-key measured words, "Prelim exam leads me to believe the corpse is female, but we'll wait till we get the body to the morgue, see what the autopsy and lab tests tell us.  I don’t want any second guessing the evidence. Besides, we’re about finished up here."

            The dreary apartment was busier than it’d seen in decades with double shifts of the forensic techs bustling-sorting the whens and hows of death.  The cracker box kitchen adjoined a corner next-to-nothing squalid dinette area furnished with a dirty Masonite wobbly table barely big enough for two.  In the front room the melon-round, no-neck head squatted square on the bloated chest of the oozing corpse.  The whole misshapen inhuman mess had sagged into the soggy sofa.

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