Saturday, February 24, 2018

Read an excerpt from Escape From Samsara: A Comic Fantasy Novella by Nicky Blue

I was compensated for sharing this post via Fiverr. I only share those books that I feel will be of interest to my readers. Please note that there are also affiliate links present in this post. Should you make a purchase through one, I may earn a small commission to support my websites at no additional cost to you.




Escape From Samsara


'Barry' Harris has been patient, but after twenty-seven years of trimming hedges for people he hates, he's had enough. All he wants to do is to find his missing father and to discover his inner ninja. But life’s not done with throwing him curveballs.


A fatal mistake catapults Barry into the adventure of a lifetime. With talking hedges, samurai ghosts, meddling psychotherapists, and an inexplicably non-linear time pattern conspiring against him, Barry must do battle to save his hide, unleash the ninja within, and rescue his father from an ancient army, a dark sorcerer and a raging inferno.


http://amzn.to/2GI1DMm
Sale-priced for a limited time!


Read an excerpt:
‘That’s good to know,’ replied Barry. ‘Shall we look at the garden now?’ 
Being shown around a garden by a new client for the first time was always a bit of a tense affair. This was due to the fact there was normally an expectation that Barry would be able to identify and wax lyrical about the unique cultivars on display in their precious and most prized of gardens. The problem Barry had was that he didn’t really like plants, in fact he found them pretty dull. This could be seen as a bit of a handicap for a gardener, but he had got away with it through most of his career with a simple game he’d invented called “botanical bluff”. At horticultural college, he had memorized the Latin names of two of the world’s largest plant families. So when Barry was asked to identify a rare plant in someone’s garden he would always reply, ‘I’m pretty sure it belongs to either the Asteraceae or the Fabaceae plant family.’ 
Given that the sum of plants within these two families weighed in at forty-four thousand, Barry was quite often correct, if somewhat unspecific.'

About Nicky Blue 

Hi, I’m Nicky Blue, I am from Brighton in England. I grew up fascinated by books like Roald Dahl’s Tales of the Unexpected and T.V. shows like The Twilight Zone. For years I played and wrote songs in an alternative rock band before going back to university and studying English Literature and Philosophy. I now have a passion for writing fantasy and dark comedy fiction. I love stories that dig beneath the surface of everyday life and play in the shadow worlds that we all have.

My website is www.nickyblue.com

Thursday, February 22, 2018

Review of The Sweet Life by Sharon Struth with Giveaway


Get lost in a sweet and contemporary romance filled with second chances and set against the Italian countryside. Check out an excerpt and my review, then download your own copy for just 99 cents during this tour. Please also leave a comment for the author and be sure to enter the giveaway! Note that some of the links included are affiliate links. Should you make a purchase through one, I may earn a small commission at no extra cost to you, to help me support my websites. 






The Sweet Life


Mamie Weber doesn’t know why she survived that terrible car accident five years ago. Physically, she has only a slight reminder—but emotionally, the pain is still fresh. Deep down she knows her husband would have wanted her to embrace life again. Now she has an opportunity to do just that, spending two weeks in Tuscany reviewing a tour company for her employer’s popular travel guide series. The warmth of the sun, the centuries-old art, a villa on the Umbrian border—it could be just the adventure she needs.

But with adventure comes the unexpected . . . like discovering that her entire tour group is made up of aging ex-hippies reminiscing about their Woodstock days. Or finding herself drawn to the guide, Julian, who is secretly haunted by a tragedy of his own, and seems to disapprove any time she tries something remotely risky—like an impromptu scooter ride with a local man.

As they explore the hilltop towns of Tuscany, Mamie knows that when this blissful excursion is over, she’ll have to return to reality. But when you let yourself wander, life can take some interesting detours . . .




Read an excerpt:

In the driver’s seat sat a square-faced man with a full Romanesque nose and short, dark hair. He greeted her with a wide smile. “Ciao, bella.”

She climbed the steps and smiled back. “Hello. I mean, Ciao. Sorry I’m late.”

Before the nice man in the driver’s seat could respond, a man standing about halfway down the aisle said, “I’m sorry, miss. You’ve got the wrong bus.”

Whoever he was, his cargo shorts and faded Led Zeppelin T-shirt didn’t carry any authority. But he held a clipboard, and his tone suggested he meant business. His Gaelic-looking face carried a slight boyish quality, hardened into a manly appearance due to his trimly cut mustache and beard. Wavy hair the color of cognac peeked out from beneath a gold cap with orange and blue lettering reading Wanderlust Excursions.

“I’m sure the hotel front desk can help you find the right tour.” He gave her a now-hurry-along smile and turned back to the man he’d been talking to.

“Did I just talk to you on the phone?”

He lifted his chin and raised a brow. “We’re waiting for Felix.” His gaze traveled her from top to bottom then he looked her in the eyes. “I’m pretty sure you’re not Felix?”

“No, but...” Mamie became aware of the silence and scanned the passengers.

Everyone in the full bus stared back. Quiet. Curious. She squirmed and her gaze drifted back to the man who seemed to be in charge.

“No. I’m not Felix, but if this is Wanderlust Excursions, it’s where I’m supposed to be.”

He squinted. “Wait. Are you the woman who answered Felix’s phone?”

“Yes. I’m taking his place on the tour.”

He snorted. A short, patronizing laugh. “I don’t think so.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’re clearly not Felix.”

“But he transferred his vouchers to me.”

“Nobody told me. Our company rules state that purchased seats are not transferrable without prior home office approval.” He frowned and studied her again. “Besides, this is a specialized tour and you’re not a member of this group. Felix is.”

“How do you know I’m not?”

His lip curled into a little smirk. “Did you attend Woodstock?”

“The concert?”

“Is there another one?”

“Well, no, but...” Mamie scanned the other passengers more carefully. Other than the guide—everyone else was probably over fifty-five. Maybe even over sixty. “What group are they part of?”

“They are”—the guide, whose company sponsored tag read Julian, glanced at his clipboard—“the Woodstock Wanderers.”

“Felix may not have been part of it either.” Mamie never heard him mention them before.

“Are you kidding? Felix was one of our founder members.” A man with thinning white hair, dark-rimmed glasses, and a full white beard sitting in the front seat winked at Mamie. “Bernie” in capital letters sat square in the center of a nametag with a tie-dyed background. Beneath his name it said, “Favorite Woodstock Song: ‘Let’s Go Get Stoned,’ Joe Cocker.”

Mamie would’ve never put Bernie together with that song, but... The bus’s silence and everyone watching her jarred her back to the problem at hand. “Felix never mentioned your group to me.”

Guess she knew Felix but didn’t know him. The truth about how she and Felix knew each other, though, wasn’t something she could share.

So she did the only thing she could do. Staring Julian square in the eye, she said, “Uncle Felix wanted me to take this trip. I’m his niece. He insisted I go in his place.”

“His niece, huh?” The tour director rubbed the back of his neck and considered her again. He shook his head. “I’m sorry he’s decided not to come, but on the transfer, I can’t budge. Rules are rules.”

A thin gentleman sitting a couple rows behind Bernie, with salt-and-pepper patches of hair above his ears, piped in. “Julian. Dude. Can’t you just go with the flow? She looks harmless. Let her come.”

Mamie squinted. His tag read Bob, but before she could read more, the others joined in with choruses of “yeahs,” and she looked away.

“You know what they say, Julian.” A woman with curly brown hair, peace sign earnings, and a pretty smile said, “Don’t sweat the small stuff.”

Mamie noted her nametag read Martha and her favorite Woodstock song was “Suite Judy Blue Eyes” by Crosby, Still, and Nash.

Julian pursed his lips. “All due respect Martha, me losing my job isn’t exactly small stuff.”

Martha grinned slyly and winked. “We promise to keep it a secret from the boss.” She glanced around. “Right everybody?”

Another chorus of loud “yeahs” filled the bus.

One slim man with thinning hair who sat in the last row fist bumped the air. “We aren’t afraid of the man.”

The passengers murmured and nodded, complete agreement on that one. Mamie loved this solidarity. Though she’d never considered herself a hippie—more like a loner—she had an incredible urge to be part of this group.

Julian watched them, frowning. He refocused his attention on Mamie. “Sorry. I’m going to have to ask you to step out so we can start. We’re already running late.”

Normally, Mamie respected timeliness, schedules, and rules. But she had a job to do. A mission to accomplish.

“Please. My uncle, he really wanted me to go and—”

Julian took several swift steps to the front of the bus and stopped close to her. He dropped his voice. “Listen, this isn’t personal. The last thing I need is to lose this job. Do me a solid and go see if you can get any of your money back.”

She quietly replied, “You don’t understand. I need to go on this tour.”

He narrowed his hard green eyes, but before he could say a thing, a chant filled the air.

“Let her stay. Let her stay. Let her stay.”

A blond-haired woman with a cherub face who sat at Bernie’s side spoke up over the chant. “Doesn’t she remind you of Tracy, Bern?” Her nametag read Sandra and her favorite Woodstock song was “Amazing Grace” by Arlo Guthrie. She patted Julian’s arm in a very maternal way. “Tracy’s our daughter. We’d love having some young energy around. Tracy’s just too busy working to spend any time with us.”

Julian’s lower lip dropped. He drew in a deep breath, looked at Mamie, and motioned to the door. “Let’s talk outside.”

She turned and headed off the bus. Little did he know, she wasn’t about to back down. Nothing would stop her from getting on this bus or making the most of this adventure. Two very good reasons existed for fighting the good fight.

The memory of her husband and daughter.


Buy links


**My thoughts**

I was attracted to this storyline first because it was set in Italy. I've always wanted to go there and especially love to read stories set there. And then there's the whole idea of rebuilding one's life and second chances. I wasn't disappointed.

Mamie and I are about the same age and are both looking to kind of reinvent ourselves and embrace life again. That helped me relate to her a lot, even though I have not experienced near the tragedy that she has. Yes, the idea of her trying to find herself again by going to Italy screams Under the Tuscan Sun, but it's really not a ripoff version of it. I found myself getting lost in the descriptions of the scenery, making me feel as if I were right there with Mamie and Julian and the rest of the tour group. I really need to get to Italy.

Julian and Mamie both have a lot of tragedy in their pasts and are trying to figure out how to live life again. Fate has totally brought them together to help each other find their way, even if they don't really realize it as it is happening. Together they can ride the roller coaster as they grow into who they are supposed to be. It's a story of second chances and romance, and the country of Italy is just as much a character as the wandering Woodstock hippies and others. Truly a pleasurable way to spend an evening and would be perfect to read at the beach.


About Sharon Struth


Sharon Struth believes you’re never too old to pursue a dream. The Hourglass, her debut novel, is a finalist in the National Readers' Choice Awards for Best first Book, and her Blue Moon Lake Novels include the bestseller, Share the Moon.

When she’s not working, she and her husband happily sip their way through the scenic towns of the Connecticut Wine Trail, travel the world, and enjoy spending time with their precious pets and two grown daughters. She writes from the friendliest place she’s ever lived, Bethel, Connecticut. For more information, including where to find her published essays, please visit www.sharonstruth.com or visit her blog, Musings from the Middle Ages & More at http://www.sharonstruth.wordpress.com/.

Social Media Links

Website: www.sharonstruth.com
Twitter: @sharonstruth
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Sharon-Struth-Author-Page-139641182749036/



Sharon Struth will be awarding a $10 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Tuesday, February 20, 2018

Death of a Sculptor in Hue, Shape, and Color by M.C.V. Egan

Please note that affiliate links are present within this post. I only share those books that I feel my readers may enjoy. Should you choose to make a purchase through one of those links, I may earn a small commission to help support my websites, at no additional cost to you.


Death of a Sculptor in Hue, Shape and Color


Color coded love stories and revealing female anatomies lead to the murder of world renowned sculptor, Bruce Jones.

In life, the artist loved women, almost as much as women loved him. Adored for his art and colorful personality, Bruce is mourned by the world at large. The tale is launched with the multifaceted perspectives of four ex-wives, the current wife, and his new love interest and their children.

Mary , Bruce’s wealthy first love, is always in perfect pink; the color of love. Mother of Clair the famous actress and Aaron the corporate lawyer.

Leslie The Second’s color is yellow for her sunny nature as much as for her fears and insecurities. Her only son Bobby is vulnerable and lost. Mourning his father’s death, he finds himself.

Petra The Third, is outstanding in orange, representing not only her native Holland but also her love of the fruit. Cherished her freedom and had no children of her own.

Toni The Fourth is a vibrant passionate Italian red and part of the eventual glue that creates and solidifies this dysfunctional Jones family. Her teenage daughters Tina and Isa are as different as night and day.

Brooke The Fifth a gold-digger. Green, her color, reflects the color of money and envy. Her young son’s Kyle and Caleb are too young to understand why their world has been turned upside-down.

Mara, as blue as the ocean was the last woman to steal Bruce’s heart. Mother to newborn Baby Peter is the unexpected gift and surprise.

Bruce Jones’ eight children speak out, too. They are as distinctive as the women he loved, their mothers. Loose ends are tied up by the insights of Sylvia, Aaron’s wife and a trusted keeper of secrets; Scott, the private investigator and family friend; Nona, the quintessential grandmother everyone loves but to whom few are truly related; and Detective Jim Miller who will not rest until he discovers Bruce Jones’ murderer.  

Buy on Amazon
Free in Kindle Unlimited



About M.C.V. Egan

M.C.V. Egan is the pen name chosen by Maria Catalina Vergara Egan. Catalina is originally from Mexico City, Mexico. Catalina has lived in various countries and is fluent in four languages; Spanish, English, French and Swedish.

Her first book The Bridge of Deaths revolves around her maternal grandfather's death in 1939. A true-life pre-WWII event. It has over 200 footnotes with the resources of her extensive search through Archival materials as well as the use of psychometry and past life regressions. It is more fact than fiction.

The revised edition of The Bridge of Deaths; A love Story and a Mystery focuses on the storyline as opposed to fact, but all footnotes and facts are available through the website for any curious minds. www.thebridgeofdeaths.com

Defined by Others taps into the dark quirky side found even in the best of people. With the 2012 American elections as a backdrop and the fearless reassurance that the world might end on December 12, 2012, as predicted by the Mayan Calendar.

Death of a Sculptor; in Hue, Shape, and Color is a novella written in sixteen different voices. It is a murder mystery. She is currently working on a sequel; Bruce (title subject to change).

M.C.V. Egan lives and works in South Florida. She is married and has a teenage son.

You can find M.C.V. Egan everywhere online.

Friday, February 16, 2018

A Disaster That Penetrates (Broken Love Series) by Jeffrey Hickory

I received compensation via Fiverr to share this post. I only share those books that I feel my readers will enjoy reading. Please note that affiliate links are also present within this post. Should you make a purchase through one of these, I may earn a small commission at no extra cost to you to help support my websites.





A Disaster That Penetrates


Number One Rated True Love Story for 2018!!! Selene Moon had never thought that she would be on the receiving end of such a set of cards. During her teenage years, her mother and father always seemed to find a way to move the family around. Causing Selene's life to be a little displaced. Because she had to move around with them, She rarely found herself attaching to others. All of this changed after coming to New York, when she met her childhood sweetheart James. it was what they call 'Love at first sight'. Although, some may call this fate, Fate, as is said in so many words, is not always in the best of moods. Fate can turn her back and become free of those that are in her favor. Leaving those behind who do not interest her anymore. And so, Fate left and Selene Moon, again, had to pack up and move. Putting her in a disastrous position. Being torn involuntarily from her true love and questioning when, where and how will they ever meet again. Many years later, a disaster uproots her. With the end of the world in literal sight, Selene collides with Fate yet again. What will Fate have to say? This question could only be answered in this romantic tale of second chance Love and Disaster.


A true love story brought to you by the Broken Love series.
The number one sexy love story available.


http://amzn.to/2HkmczM


Monday, February 12, 2018

Nipples to Kneecaps: To Die or Not to Die With Cancer by Mandy Brown

I was compensated via Fiverr for sharing this post. I only include those books that I feel may interest my readers. Please note that affiliate links are also present. Should you make a purchase through one of these, I may earn a small commission to help support my websites at no additional cost to you.




Nipples to Kneecaps


'Nipples to Kneecaps – To Die or Not to Die with Cancer' is the true, inspirational story of Steve, a man who seemed to have it all…until a cancer diagnosis threatened to take it all away.

Historians recall that the mid-1980s boasted big hair, loud music, and iconic Hollywood superstars. Mandy recalls, “My dear girl, I have seen many a patient in my time and we cannot help Steve. At best he has three months to live…” Words that every partner dreads.

Mandy and Steve’s real-life journey throughout the ordeal of battling ‘terminal cancer’ captures how it shaped their lives, minds and spirits.

Three months to live. An unbelievable plan. A Lifetime of memories.

FOLLOW their INCREDIBLE journey.

REALIZE what the human body is capable of.

GET READY TO LAUGH, CRY, AND BE INSPIRED.

DISCOVER an appreciation of the paranormal and their unusual and risky plan.

Follow this family’s amazing story and take inspiration from the day to day foibles of a family who chose never to give up on family, love and most importantly, on life.

Steve is alive today.



Buy it on Amazon
US / UK

Subscribe for new release information.
https://www.nipplestokneecaps.com/





About Mandy Brown

"My mission in life is to 'touch the souls of others' by being the most inspiring, passionate, thought provoking author, speaker and communicator that I can be."

After being qualified as a teacher (1984), Mandy worked as a teacher of the deaf , an intervenor (for deafblind), a special needs teacher and became a fully qualified BSL sign language interpreter (1995).

As a Communication Consultant (for deaf, deaf blind, autism and dementia), she is dedicated to making sure everyone's 'voice' is heard regardless of perceived barriers to communication.

After the miraculous recovery of her husband from ‘terminal’ cancer, Mandy has continued to help cancer patients and others in need of 'healing' and guidance.

To further her understanding of the the body and mind she studied psychology, nutrition, iridology, herbalism, swedish massage and epigenetics.

Mandy (and her husband Steve) deliver training such as: Changing Your Mindset, Goal Achievement, Meditation for Relaxation, Self-development.

Look out for Mandy as the keynote speaker at TEDtalks in the near future.


About Stephen Brown


Steve began his working life as a chef, but soon became a Manager looking after four kitchens. He moved into Sales, then Area Sales Management with various blue chip companies in the 1980s e.g Campbell Soups, Pretty Polly Tights and Crown Paints & Wallpaper.

In 1986 he was diagnosed with ‘terminal cancer’ and given three months to live. The doctor said they could not treat him as it was too late. Thus began Steve’s remarkable journey into regaining his health and exploring other options.

After his astonishing and unbelievable recovery, Steve continued in Sales Training. However, he took time out to learn sign language (full time student) because one of their children was deaf (now deaf blind) and Steve wanted to be able to communicate with him fully.

​He continued his studies and became a fully qualified BSL sign language interpreter.

Today, in addition to working with the deaf community and providing much needed access which he considers vital, he remains committed to his passion of training and coaching others be the best they can be – in their health, mindset and wealth.

Whenever asked how it is possible for anyone to overcome such mountainous obstacles, his relentless message is,

"Don't give up. Just keep going!" He then shows them how!

Social Media Connections:

My website and blog:
Nipples to Kneecaps https://www.nipplestokneecaps.com

Facebook Page:
Nipples to Kneecaps – to die or not to die with cancer https://www.facebook.com/mandybrownauthor/

YouTube Channels:
Mandy Brown Author and Mandy & Steve Brown

Twitter:
Mandy Brown Author: https://twitter.com/mandybrownautho
Nipples to Kneecaps: https://twitter.com/nipples2kneecap

Instagram:
Mandy & Steve Brown: https://www.instagram.com/mandystevebrown/ 

Thursday, February 1, 2018

Read an excerpt from Mirror Image by CJ Warrant with $10 Amazon Giveaway


This post contains affiliate links. If you make a purchase through them, I may earn a small commission to help support my websites at no additional cost to you.


Mirror Image

Las Vegas stripper, Jazz Connolly is wrongly accused of murder and finds out the killer may be her identical twin. With help from a Denver cop Mike Mitchell—the latest victim’s best friend and her accuser, Jazz uncovers facts about her past, a dark secret twisted with lies, and clues to the killer’s true identity.

When Mike finds Jazz on his doorstep, he can’t resist the temptation and helps her track down details of her past. As they uncover clues, he can’t ignore the potent chemistry between them. In this tangled web of chaos, their passion ignites, but can they learn to trust each other? While the body count grows, they will have to fight back, love hard, and survive in order to learn the truth and expose the real killer.

Read an excerpt:
I take a glance in the small oval mirror by the door and check my smoky eye shadow, dredged in blues, greens and black, long fake lashes and my blood red lips. My eighties rock hair is totally kick ass, teased out big and wide. I have enough glitter on my skin and hair that it’ll take three showers to wash it off. It’s one of the only times I won’t wear a wig on stage. 
I’m ready to set the stage ablaze. Too bad Michael won’t see this. It’s my best performance dance ever. What the fuck am I thinking about him for? Get your head out of your ass, Jazz. You’re here to make the money! 
Bea passes me, stops short and whistles in appreciation. “Oh chica. You’re going to light up that stage. Knock them dead, rock chick.” She ends in a near shout, giving me air kisses. 
“Thanks, Bea.” I smile with enthusiasm. I love being on stage. Not for the stripping part but for the dance. The exhilaration of the performing art has always been my passion.
She squeezes my shoulder for an extra measure of support and saunters off. 
I take another quick glance at the rambunctious crowd, measuring what I’m about to deal with and spot Michael right up front and center by the stage. I stumble backward and feel my chest compress out all the air in my lungs.

Buy on Amazon
Free on Kindle Unlimited


CJ Warrant Bio:


CJ Warrant is a lover, a hater and sometimes a fighter for all she’s passionate about. She can’t exist without coffee, chocolate and a damn story brewing in her head. She was born an overseas Army brat, in a Korean Italian household but settled in the states at the ripe old age of five.

With a long career in the beauty industry, a wonderful marriage to a great man and three kids nearly all grown, her view of life is as such. Life is a journey; both good and bad, light and dark, but she takes it all in and learns from every experience life has to offer. She takes those crazy moments, stirs in the dark and brings her passion for words to life.

Visit CJ at www.cjwarrant.com

Social Media Links
Website/newsletter www.cjwarrant.com/contact-cj.html
Fan page www.facebook.com/cjwarrantauthor/
Twitter www.twitter.com/cjwarrant
Instagram www.instagram.com/cjwarrant/
Pinterest www.pinterest.com/cjwarrant/
Tumblr http://cjwarrant.tumblr.com
Goodreads www.goodreads.com/cjwarrant/


Enter to win a $10 Amazon GC