Friday, May 25, 2018

SPOTLIGHT: Out of Reach by Kendall Talbot #Giveaway #Suspense @SDSXXTours @lyricalpress @KendallBooks

Out of Reach
Maximum Exposure Book 1
by Kendall Talbot
Genre: Romantic Suspense, Adventure

In a place where a city can be lost hundreds of years . . . they can still find each other.

Lily saw the temple of Agulinta on television: a vast stone structure swallowed by the Yucatan jungle, rediscovered only now after hundreds of years. So why did the papers she found after her father’s death show the same mysterious carvings that puzzled archaeologists at Agulinta? Her search for answers pulls her to Mexico’s southern border, where the journey to the lost temple will take her through jungle and mountain, over waters home to crocodiles and drug runners, and into uncomfortably close quarters with a man whose need to wander has become a way of life . . .
Australian Carter Logan’s work as a nature photographer has given him the excuse he needs to roam wherever his restless feet take him. But in all the time he’s traveled, he’s never been drawn to anyone the way he is to this determined, cagey young American. Lily’s perseverance through dirt, sweat, and danger to the heart of the ancient temple fires through him. But when the two of them are left alone and stranded in a vicious wilderness, their connection might prove the difference between life and death . . . if the secrets of the past don’t come between them first.

Lily saw the temple of Agulinta on television: a vast stone structure
swallowed by the Yucatan jungle, rediscovered only now after hundreds
of years. So why did the papers she found after her father’s death show
the same mysterious carvings that puzzled archaeologists at Agulinta?
Her search for answers pulls her to Mexico’s southern border, where the
journey to the lost temple will take her through jungle and mountain, over
waters home to crocodiles and drug runners, and into uncomfortably close
quarters with a man whose need to wander has become a way of life . . .
Australian Carter Logan’s work as a nature photographer has given him
the excuse he needs to roam wherever his restless feet take him. But in all
the time he’s traveled, he’s never been drawn to anyone the way he is to
this determined, cagey young American. Lily’s perseverance through dirt,
sweat, and danger to the heart of the ancient temple fires through him. But
when the two of them are left alone and stranded in a vicious wilderness,
their connection might prove the difference between life and death . . . if

the secrets of the past don’t come between them first.

Kendall Talbot is the author of the Maximum Exposure series, and many other action/adventure stories. A thrill seeker, hopeless romantic, and award-winning author of stories that’ll have your heart thumping from action-packed suspense and steamy bedroom scenes, she lives in Brisbane, Australia with her very own hero and a fluffy little dog who specializes in hijacking her writing time. Meanwhile, Kendall’s two sons are off making their own adventures—look out world

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Thursday, May 24, 2018

SPOTLIGHT: Charleston Harbor Romances by Debbie White #Giveaway @dwhiteauthor @SDSXXTours #SweetRomance

Sweet Indulgence
A Charleston Harbor Novel Book 1
by Debbie White
Genre: Sweet Romance

Real Men Eat Cupcakes

Annie McPherson has had it with all the blind dates her grandmother and auntie set her up with. She just wants to be left alone to run the Sweet Indulgence cupcake bakery – even if it means she’ll remain single forever.
Jack’s just been through a gut-wrenching break-up, and women are the last thing on his mind. Now he’s on a mission to pick up cupcakes for his niece’s birthday party—not a mission to fall in love. Pulled in by Annie’s good looks and witty charm, though, temptation proves too sweet.
But will Annie’s pesky grandmother and auntie welcome Jack as Annie’s choice or will they have him jumping through hoops to prove he’s the one?
Fans of Debbie Macomber, Sherryl Woods, and Susan Wiggs are sure to love Sweet Indulgence, the first sweet romance novel in the Charleston Harbor series.
This book is too sweet to pass up!

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Oh, Vicky,” Annie said, spreading her arms wide.
“Girl, it’s been way too long. It’s so good to see you.”
“I can’t wait to hear about your wedding plans. Are you stressed yet?”
The two gabbed as the hostess led the way toward their table.
“I’m so stressed. But you know, my new favorite saying is, it is what it is.”
Annie laughed. “I bet. Well, I can’t wait to come and see you two lovebirds finally tie the knot. Soon you’ll be Vicky Collins.”
“Victoria Collins,” Vicky said with a tone of superiority.
“I like the ring of that,” Annie said, nodding.
Vicky fussed to Annie about how picking out the right bridesmaid dresses for Jessica, who’d just given birth and still had a few extra pounds to camouflage, as well as one to accommodate the expanding girth of Cassie’s tummy, challenged her beyond her wildest dreams.
“I’ve selected five different dresses at three different stages of planning my wedding. I’m about to just have you as my only bridesmaid. You’re not pregnant are you?” Vicky teased as she poked at her salad.
“No, I’m not pregnant. I’m hardly seeing anyone.”
Vicky peered up at Annie. “Hardly?”
Annie smiled. “Jack is his name. We really just started seeing each other. He’s a great guy.”
“Good. Great guys are good.” Vicky put her iced tea to her lips and drew in a taste.
Annie nodded. “You know Jessica and Cassie didn’t do these things on purpose. They love you, and it’s just one of those things.”
Vicky forked a beet chunk and put it in her mouth. She chewed it slowly.
“Having a baby is a nice thing. You are happy for them, right?”
Vicky twisted her mouth then relaxed her lips. “Of course, I’m happy for them. It just makes it difficult picking out dresses. Do you realize we went from a fitted knee-length shift to an A-line skirt? Not to mention the color changes.”
“I think A-line is still a good choice,” Annie said, savoring a spoonful of her chicken gumbo soup.
“Yes, but now the measurements have changed. These changes are costing me money.”
“The wedding is in two weeks. You’re probably safe with one more fitting.”
“Tell me more about Jack.”
Annie’s eyes lit up. “He’s part owner of Powell Limousine Services. Oh, and they also have a vacation rental business.”
“I’ve used his services before.”
Annie knitted her brows together. “You have? When?”
“A while back. In fact, he’s providing pick up service for me at the airport for my out of town guests. And I’ve rented a couple of houses for them to stay at. Diane …”
Annie widened her eyes. “Diane is his sister. In fact, my sister, Mary is working with Diane now.”
“What a small world.” Vicky glanced at her watch.
“Do you have to run off?” Annie said, relaxing her shoulders and slumping.
“I do, dear. I have to meet Cassie and Jessica at the dress shop. Thank God you are still the same, and no adjustments are necessary for your dress.” She pushed back her chair.
“Lunch is on me,” Annie said.
Vicky dug in her purse and fetched her keys. “Thank you. Next time it’s on me.”
Annie slid her chair out and met her halfway. She reached her arms out and pulled her in for a hug. “Everything is going to be just fine. The dresses will be beautiful, you’ll be beautiful, and it will go down as one of the best weddings in Charleston history,” Annie said, giving her a quick peck on the cheek.
Vicky drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Thanks for saying that. I really am happy the girls are in the wedding. I just want everything to be perfect.”
“It will be. And, you know why?”
Vicky cocked her head to the right.

“Because we’ve been best friends for many years. We’ve had our ups and downs, but we all agreed we’d be in each other’s weddings. This is just us keeping our promise.”

Sweet Magnolia
A Charleston Harbor Novel Book 2

What doesn't divide us makes us stronger. 

While on their honeymoon, Annie and Jack are called back to Charleston, cutting their trip short. But no matter what the disaster, nothing can deter this dynamic duo from moving forward with their plans to build their dream home, Sweet Magnolia on Kiawah Island.

This is book two of the Charleston Harbor Novels set in historic Charleston, South Carolina where sweet tea and love for family prevail and is the balm that soothes the heart. Follow along in the series as the Powells and McPhersons live life to the fullest while overcoming many hardships, making them stronger, and bringing them closer than ever.

Sweet Carolina
A Charleston Harbor Novel Book 3

When a hurricane threatens to wreak havoc on the South Carolina coast, Annie prepares Sweet Magnolia for what she thinks will be a day or two without electricity while Jack checks on Lady Powell down at the dock. But when Jack doesn’t return promptly, Annie becomes concerned.

Mary makes an announcement that makes her the center of attention, but Annie has a bit of news causing them to share the limelight. 
Annie is having second thoughts about running the Sweet Indulgence. Is she just feeling the pressure of motherhood or could this be the end of the cupcakery she started from the ground up?
Sweet Carolina, the final installment of the Charleston Harbor Novels promises to be an uplifting clean and sweet contemporary women’s fiction laced with a romantic thread, where honor, family, love, and hope always prevail.

Debbie is a USA Today Bestselling Author. She currently lives in northern California where the hills are dotted with vineyards and the jagged coastline is nearby. Many of her books describe the beautiful area she calls home. She avidly supports animal rescue by donating a percentage of all book sales to rescue groups nationwide! Now here are a few more interesting tidbits of information about her!

1. Her spouse served in the U.S. Air Force for over 20 years. She uses some of her experiences as a military wife in some of her stories.

2. She has two granddaughters and a grandson.

3. She received her degree in Sociology in 2011 and graduated Magna Cum Laude.

4. She hasn't always dreamed of writing, but she's always loved reading and decided she'd give it a try. Her fans love her so much, she's still putting out books three years later.

5. Her very first book, The Salty Dog was an Amazon Best-seller. 

6. You can follow all the latest news about releases, book signings and more on her website

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Wednesday, May 23, 2018

SPOTLIGHT: Leaving Everest by Megan Westfield #GIveaway @InkSlingerPR #Contemporary @MegWestfield


\Little known fact: Because of the hurricane-force winds that blow directly across the top of Mount Everest, there are only a handful of days in the year it can be summited. These breaks in the wind typically happen in the month of May. As in right now. Today we are celebrating by sharing Megan Westfield’s new release—a new-adult romance set on Mount Everest. Hurry and grab it because it’s temporarily on sale for $0.99!

Title: Leaving Everest

Author: Megan Westfield

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Leaving Everest Synopsis:

Twenty-year-old Emily Winslowe has had an adventurous upbringing. Daughter of a Himalayan mountain guide, she has climbed Mount Everest and other peaks most Americans only dream of. But for all her mountaineering prowess, she's lacking some key experiences. Namely, guys. Especially one guy in particular—Luke, her childhood best friend who she hasn't seen since he left for college in the United States two years ago.

 Luke unexpectedly reappears as a guide just in time for the Everest climbing season. He's even more handsome than she remembers, and that something that had been building between them during their last season together is back in front of them, bigger than ever. The problem is, there's a detail about Emily's past that Luke doesn't know. It's the reason she ended up in the Himalayas in the first place...and the reason she must make it to the summit of Mount Everest this year.

It's also the reason she would never consider following him back to Washington after the climbing season ends. But first, they'll have to survive the mountain.

Luke’s face was serious as his dark brown eyes analyzed me from beneath the shadow of his hat.
My mind struggled to catch up. I couldn’t believe it was really Luke standing right there in this doorway as I’d seen him so, so many times before. He’d always been confident, but the way he stood now, even straighter and more selfassured, made him look five years older instead of the two years older he actually was.

His name—Luke for Luke Skywalker—was something his father had called him and everyone kept up after his
father’s death on Cho Oyu during an expedition with my dad. With his huge dimples and smile, he’d always been hopelessly adorable in the same way as his namesake.

But now, this guy in the door…cute and adorable were out the window. His thermal pullover jacket molded to his profile, revealing the defined bulk of his upper arms and torso before tapering to a waist that was solid but as narrow as my own. He was all Hemsworth-brothers Hollywood action hero, right down to his piercing eyes, strong jaw, and rich tone of his skin.

Mingma jumped up, scolding Luke for sneaking up on us like that. Without breaking eye contact with me, a
teasing, satisfied grin broke out across his face.

I whipped back to center, focusing forcefully on the teapot in the middle of the table. My cheeks burned. That
was some stunt he’d just pulled with the Circ.

Why hadn’t someone warned me he was in Tengboche?

Or perhaps someone had: Mingma in her rapid-fire Sherpa when we’d first arrived. A good lesson in why you
should never fake-understand a foreign language.

Dad went over to Luke, shaking hands and hug-slapping him heartily.

Now it was just me left at the table. Well, me and Pasang, who was watching me with furrowed brows, probably wondering why I wasn’t joining everyone at the door. I quickly collected myself, but still, my head spun and my pulse raced as I walked slowly toward Luke.


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Tuesday, May 22, 2018

SPOTLIGHT: Silver Hollow by Jennifer Silverwood @JennSilverwood @PrismBookTours #UrbanFantasy

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                                          Silver Hollow
(Borderlands Saga #1)
By Jennifer Silverwood
Urban Fantasy
Paperback & ebook, 429 pages
May 31st 2018 by SilverWoodSketches

"I shouldn't have to tell you this isn't a fairy story..."

After her parents' car crash ten years before, Amie Wentworth trusts books more than people. She may be a writer, but she believes in reality over fiction. She ignores the unexplained mysteries surrounding her, never mind the dreams of a past life, or the fact she can fry technology with a touch. Not even a timely invitation from her long-lost uncle in England gives Amie incentive for anything other than ire.

Until she is stabbed in an alley and brought back to life by a handsome stranger. Soon Amie is dragged into the very sort of tale she is used to selling. To make matters worse, the man who saved her life keeps turning up and her would-be-murderer is still at large.

After crossing the Atlantic to her father’s homeland, she discovers a world beyond imagining. Silver Hollow is a place of ancient traditions and supernatural dangers, where everything is the opposite of what it seems and few escape sane. Faced with an impossible choice, Amie is forced to confront a deadly family legacy while remembering a life she soon wishes to forget.

**Previously published in 2012. This NEW EDITION has been FULLY REVISED AND EXPANDED. The original novel is now no longer available.**

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The Infernal Party

Time seemed to crawl by after that. Faye and Ben danced together beneath the dim golden lantern light and rarely took notice of anyone else. Amie noted the passing of similar sounding Country tunes and wondered how much more she could take of Faye’s guests. Most of them couldn’t remember her name and so gave her superficial warm greetings as they took their dessert and returned to the fold.
When this proved too much, Amie snatched up the glass M&M bowel and retreated into the shadows against a stack of hay bales. Here she could observe and pray no one else attempted to talk to her before the last guest left.
Static disrupted the country music flowing through the speakers again. Faye and Ben continued to dance, too wrapped in each other to notice while the others began to murmur at the change. Jo and James checked the wiring connecting their stereo.
Amie snorted as she popped another M&M. “Oh no! Whatever shall we do without Kenny Chesney?” Country music had never been her forte, or relationships for that matter. For once she felt forgiving of the Southern twang but not the sting of seeming to be the only single gal in the crowd. She didn’t ponder the mystery behind her lack of true love. Nor did she ask herself how she’d managed to avoid men in general, because it was then Amie caught sight of a familiar face among a dwindling sea of strangers.
The Brit on the street…
He stood alone at the mouth of the open barn doors, as though he had only just arrived. He wore the same odd getup from earlier that morning, worn duster masking what surely must be a costume.
He’s either an actor or one of those weird role-playing people, she mused as she watched him scan the crowd. His hair was unkempt as ever, surrounding a square and unreadable, unremarkable face, though he stood easily a head above most of the gathering. There was something almost familiar about this strange man’s face.
Amie found herself rising from her hiding place, as if another force beckoned her feet. Rather than skirt about the edge of the crowd like she was inclined, she walked across the dance floor, ignorant of the couples spinning around her.
Suddenly, his black eyes fixed upon her and widened in surprise before a slow smile tilted the corner of his mouth.
Hot words sprung on the tip of her tongue, but froze with the rest of her motor functions. Indeed, Amie couldn’t bring herself to take another step, locked within that gaze. A sensibly angry part of her would have liked nothing better than to bridge the remaining distance and give him a piece of her mind. Yet the longer she stared the more she found herself thinking of things she would rather not…of her dead parents, of mysterious letters and interweaving Celtic knots.
Who are you?
A strange buzzing energy tingled beneath her skin and she clenched her fists.
The lights overhead crackled and burst then, showering sparks over the dance floor, raining gold between them. Amie blinked and time seemed to slow as the Britt’s mouth opened slightly.
Who am I?
She jumped when a pair of excited hands grasped her shoulders, spinning her off axis and the world shifted back into focus.
“Amie! Did you see that? Are you okay?”
Faye’s golden face was before her, filled with worry. Amie frowned and looked around to find the bold familiar eyes had disappeared. The dwindling crowd had retreated and were pointing to the broken lights and glass covering the dance floor.
“There is glass all over you. Why didn’t you run like everyone else?”
“What?” Amie struggled to focus. “Run from what?”
Faye sighed from struggling to rein her exasperation in. “Ah, the random power surge?” Her hazel-green eyes narrowed in suspicion. “I swear, Wentworth if you jinxed my perfect party…”
Amie shuddered while Faye brushed her shoulders off. She had felt something but the moment was so surreal, she wondered if she were imagining the explosion. A dull ringing sounded in her ears still, in fact and Amie pressed a hand to her forehead. “Sorry, but I don’t feel so well. I think I need to go home.”
Faye shifted instantly into doctor mode as she pressed a hand to her cheek. “You do feel clammy. Did you eat anything besides chocolate, woman? You should stay the night here instead of driving home.”
“No, that’s fine…I mean, I’ll be fine. I just need to go home, get away from all the lights.” She blinked against what seemed a sudden, pounding glare, even though half of the barn was covered in shadows.
Faye released her, but not without calling after. “Okay, but you better be ready for me to come check on you in the morning.”
Amie reached into the side pocket of her dress, fingering her truck key as she walked through the open doors. She blinked as her eyes adjusted to the night beyond the artificial barn lights. She released a breath she didn’t realize she had been holding and pressed a hand to her chest. The comforting press of her father’s pendant dug into her skin beneath her dress. She scanned the field in vain for any sign of the dark eyes and the unpleasant memories they had stirred.
“Vanished, just like before,” she whispered and the memory came back to her with sudden cruel clarity. A memory of the funeral and a sea of nameless faces beneath a tent. She had looked past them all into the rain and he was there. Ten years ago, he had been there and Uncle Henry’s first letter had been waiting for her immediately after.

She ran to her truck, incensed with increasing fervor and nearly broke the key in her haste to wrench open the door. None of this was an accident or play of chance and she was through with waiting in the dark for the powers that be.

About the Author

Jennifer Silverwood was raised deep in the heart of Texas and has been spinning yarns a mile high since childhood. In her spare time she reads and writes and tries to sustain her wanderlust, whether it’s the Carpathian Mountains in Transylvania, the highlands of Ecuador or a road trip to the next town. Always on the lookout for her next adventure, in print or reality, she dreams of one day proving to the masses that everything really is better in Texas. She is the author of two series—Heaven's Edge and Wylder Tales—and the stand-alone titles Stay and Silver Hollow.

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Monday, May 21, 2018

SPOTLIGHT: Stolen Obsession by Marlene M. Bell #Giveaway @ewephoric @IndieSagePR #Suspense


by Marlene M. Bell Annalisse Series, #1 
Publication Date: March 20, 2018 
Genres: Adult, Suspense, Romance, Mystery

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People die, but legends live on.

New York antiquities appraiser Annalisse Drury recently lost her best friend to murder. The killer’s identity may be linked to her friend’s expensive missing bracelet—a 500-year-old artifact that carries an ancient curse, one that unleashes evil upon any who dare wear the jewelry created for the Persian royal family.

Weeks later, Annalisse sees a matching necklace at a Manhattan gallery opening. She begs the owner to destroy the cursed piece, but her pleas fall on deaf ears—despite the unnatural death that occurs during the opening. With two victims linked to the jewelry, Annalisse is certain she must act.
Desperate, Annalisse enlists the gallery owner’s son to help—even though she’s afraid he’ll break her heart. Wealthy and devastatingly handsome, with a string of bereft women in his wake, Greek playboy Alec Zavos dismisses Annalisse’s concerns—until his parents are ripped from the Zavos family yacht during their ocean voyage near Crete.

Annalisse and Alec race across two oceans to save his mother, feared dead or kidnapped. When the killer changes tactics and goes after Alec behind Annalisse’s back, can her plan to rescue Alec’s mother save them all?

Hold on for a heart-thumping, thrilling adventure through exotic lands in this fast-moving romantic suspense mystery by Marlene M. Bell.

Annalisse set her purse down into the flipped over cushions on the couch, repositioned them, and stepped through what used to be neat stacks, years of gallery research. A groan passed her lips when she walked to the desk marred with new scratches, bereft of her monitor and tower hard drive. She looked around the room for her laptop; it, too, was missing.
Cursing under her breath, she saw her prized possession, a two-foot bronze statue of a shepherdess with a pair of sheep grazing near her feet, lying on its side next to a toppled plant stand. An expensive work of art from Florence she’d had no business buying, but she couldn’t resist. When Generosa had called from Italy describing it, Annalisse had to have it. Everyone who knew her well understood her love for sheep. Even if she’d declined Generosa’s offer to bring it back for her, she’d felt certain the bronze would end up in her hands eventually.
Alec waited by the stairs and whispered, “Your bedroom up there?” He pointed upstairs.
She nodded, lifted the mahogany stand upright and, with both hands, replaced the hefty bronze to its rightful place next to the desk.
“Stay downstairs. You’ll be safer. I won’t be long, and I’ll look for your cat.” Alec hit the first step.
“Be careful.”
Whoever destroyed her home had acted with malice. They had her personal data and internet search history, where she shopped online, email correspondence as well as business contacts. A privacy breach she couldn’t afford. Compiling a list of possible suspects in her head, she felt so violated, even more so than by what had happened with Peter. Names and faces blurred together. With fingertips pressed at her temples, she willed the jackhammers in her head to stop.
Raising her arms, as if a make-believe thief told her to, she said, “I give up. I may as well set a match to this place, for all the good it’s going to do me now.”
Alec uttered a sentence upstairs she couldn’t make out.
“Alec, did you find Boris?”
The sound of shuffling filtered downstairs then a thump.
“Alec, what fell?” She looked up at an empty landing.
The unnatural silence pricked the hairs straight out on her neck. “Answer me.”
A mechanical voice broke the silence. “Don’t move.”
She stopped breathing and froze, afraid to look up, but then looked anyway.
A figure in a brownish ski mask and desert camouflage occupied the top of the staircase. Holding Alec. He—or she— held him at gunpoint. One arm cradled Alec’s waist and a black pistol so close to Alec’s right ear, his curls hid part of the barrel.
She’d expected Alec’s expression to be as wild as hers must have been, but he appeared strangely calm.
“I’m all right, Annalisse.”
“Shut up.” The voice was distorted with some kind of voice altering mechanism. Deep tones, similar to a bumblebee in distress.  



Marlene M Bell is an acclaimed artist and photographer as well as a writer. Her sheep landscapes grace the covers of publications such as, Sheep!, The Shepherd, Ranch & Rural Living and Sheep Industry News. Ewephoric, her mail order venture, began in 1985 out of a desire for realistic sheep stationery. A color catalog of non-fiction books and sheep-related gifts may be requested at or
Marlene and her husband, Gregg reside on a wooded ranch in East Texas with their 50 head of Horned Dorset sheep, a lovable Maremma guard dog named, Tia, and 3 spoiled cats who rule the household.