Saturday, September 3, 2016

EskieMama Reads Saturday Spotlight w/Giveaway: Lament of the Fallen by Andy Peloquin

Welcome to EskieMama Reads Saturday Spotlight!
Today we are spotlighting Andy Peloquin's
Lament Of The Fallen!

Enter to win the first book in The Last Bucelarii series 
Blade of the Destroyer from Andy Peloquin

Book 2 in The Last Bucelarii series & 
New Release 
Lament Of The Fallen!

A faceless, nameless assassin. A forgotten past. The Hunter of Voramis--a killer devoid of morals, or something else altogether? (The Last Bucelarii--dark fantasy with a look at the underside of human nature)

The Hunter of Voramis is no more.
Alone with the bloodthirsty voices in his head, fleeing the pain of loss, he has one objective: travel north to find Her, the mystery woman who plagues his dreams and haunts his memories.
When he stumbles upon a bandit attack, something within urges him to help. His actions set him at odds with the warrior priests commanded to hunt down the Bucelarii.
Left for dead, the Hunter must travel to Malandria to recover his stolen birthright. There, he is inexorably drawn into direct conflict with the Order of Midas, the faceless, nameless group of magicians that holds the city in a grip of terror. All while struggling to silence the ever-louder voice in his mind that drives him to kill.
From feared assassin to wretched outcast, the Hunter's journey leads him to truths about his forgotten past and the Abiarazi he has pledged to hunt. His discoveries will shed light on who he really is…what he really is.
Fans of Joe Abercrombie, Brandon Sanderson, and Brent Weeks will love the Hunter…

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"Creative, gritty, and beautifully dark...fantasy addicts will love it!" -- Peter Story, author of Things GrakHates --
"The fantasy world has a compelling new antihero…the Hunter will terrify and captivate you." - Eve A Floriste, author of Fresh Cut
"From the first words on the page this fantasy holds the reader spellbound even after the book is finishedhis character is very well-defined even if his past is a mystery. Root for an assassin? Oh, yes, one must!" -- Carol Conley, for InDTale Magazine
"Oh the carnage! Fantastic bloodthirsty carnage! The fight scenes in this book were fast-paced, detailed and thrilling. I love a good sword fight and there is plenty of that here." -- Ami L. Hart
"One could get lost in this novel for its twisting plots, seemingly endless imagination, dark yet irresistible characters, or the mind-numbing paradox of its simultaneously dark and romantic world. One could follow the long and winding road of the dusky, fierce protagonist and fight tooth and nail not to sympathize with him. One could dance in the dizzying, intricate circles of Peloquin's neo-mythology, or even basque in the black sunlight of a well-crafted gothic novel that both entertains and enlightens." -- Jesse G. Christiansen

Q & A with Andy Peloquin about Lament of the Fallen

Tell us about your The Last Bucelarii (Book 2): Lament of the Fallen.
Lament of the Fallen is the second book in The Last Bucelarii series. The series follows "the Hunter", an immortal assassin who has no memory of his past. His accursed dagger drives him to kill, which is why he has become an assassin. During his 50 years in the city of Voramis, he has established a reputation as a peerless killer. He has no fear of either the Heresiarchs (law and order) or the Bloody Hand (organized crime).

In Blade of the Destroyer, the Hunter goes on a rampage against the Bloody Hand after they harm those closest to him (no spoilers, I promise). After a near-death experience, he learns the truth of his heritage as a half-demon, and it sends him down the path to find answers about his past. Lament of the Fallen is the first step in the journey that will bring the Hunter toward the truth not just about who--or what--he is, but also how he fits into a world where he is the last of his kind.

What initially inspired you to write The Last Bucelarii (Book 2): Lament of the Fallen?
Lament of the Fallen is very much the antithesis to Blade of the Destroyer. The Book 1 was action, fight scenes, violence, and mayhem, Book 2 is very much an introspective journey. It's the Hunter's fight with himself, his inner nature, and the voices in his head. All of the antagonists/obstacles he faces are really secondary to the true war: the one going on in his mind.

I've always loved the "internal struggle" concept--the need to fight our own inner demons and eternally strive to be better. This book brings to light just how truly hard it can be, especially in the case of someone with actual demons in his mind!

Tell us little about the characters in this book.
The Hunter of Book 1 was a violent, ruthless warrior of justice and vengeance. The Hunter of Book 2 is a bit broken, at a loss of what to do now, and trying to put back the pieces and find his place in the world. It's the logical next step in the character's journey, and it definitely humanizes this inhuman half-demon character.

What was the hardest part of writing this book?
The hardest part was finding the balance between the truly bad-ass Hunter of Book 1 and the broken person he needed to become. I didn't want to water him down too much or focus too much on his emotions, but there needed to be that internal struggle. It was tough finding the right balance, but I think I nailed it.

What was your favorite chapter (or part) to write and why?
I LOVED writing the character of Bardin. The fact that he goes off on strange monologues was so much fun to write, especially the part where he mentions "purple and green chickens"--a line I've always wanted to use for absolutely no reason. Tapping into his unique madness (a sort of paranoid schizoprenia with hallucinations and PTSD) was a truly fascinating experience, and though it was a challenge to write, I enjoyed it immensely.

What are your future project(s)?
I have submitted Book 3 (Titled "Gateway to the Past") to my publisher, so hopefully it will be released early in 2017. I'm also working on Book 4 and will commence the rough draft of Book 5 by the end of the year/beginning of 2017.

At the same time, I'm shopping around a secret side project set in the same world, but following a female thief character. Hard, ruthless, and cunning, but no immortality or cursed daggers. Very much a Strong Woman, but in a very unique way.

Is there anything else you would like to tell the readers about this book/series?
I want to say, "Don't judge the book by its cover, genre, or protagonist." Heh.

This looks like a dark, violence-fueled novel, and make no mistake, it truly is. However, it's also a look at what makes people do the things they do, and it examines the journey of deeply flawed characters trying to make their way through life. For outcasts, outsiders, oddballs, and people who feel like they don't belong, the Hunter's journey will be very familiar!

First book in the The Last Bucelarii series

The Hunter of Voramis is the perfect assassin: ruthless, unrelenting, immortal. Haunted by lost memories, he is bonded to a cursed dagger that feeds him power but denies him peace of mind. Within him rages an unquenchable need for blood and death.
When he accepts a contract to avenge the stolen innocence of a girl, the Hunter becomes the prey. The death of a seemingly random target sends him hurtling toward destruction, yet could his path also lead to the truth of his buried past?

Now an exciting excerpt from Lament Of The Fallen!

A rough hand shook the Hunter from sleep. Instinct kicked in. Seizing his assailant, he pressed his sword to the man's throat.
Visibos's eyes flew wide and he held up his hands. "Easy, Hardwell. Just waking you for your turn at watch."
The Hunter nodded and lowered the sword.
Visibos shook his head. Rubbing red-rimmed eyes, he stumbled toward his blankets with a yawn. Within seconds, the low rumble of his snores floated around the campsite.
Darkness hung on the campsite like a thick blanket. Only glowing embers remained of the fire, but the Hunter made no effort to rebuild it. He preferred shadow. Unseen, he could watch both the forest and his new traveling companions.
He filled his lungs with the fresh, clean night air and rolled his neck and shoulders to work out the kinks of sleeping on the forest floor. His blankets, while thick and warm, provided little cushion against the hardness of the earth beneath him.
Slinging his baldric over his shoulder, he buckled on his sword. A quick inspection of his saddlebags revealed nothing out of place. He ran a hand across the smooth surface of the iron-lined box. Soulhunger's voice pounded in his mind, pleading to feed. A twinge of pain settled behind his eyes.
The Hunter savored the scents of the forest around him. The smoke from their dying campfire hung heavy in the air, and beneath it, he smelled muted hints of plant and animal life. A cool breeze rolled past, carrying with it the scent of decaying leaves, pine sap, and a sweet-scented flower he couldn't identify.
The Hunter wrapped his cloak tighter about himself as the chill of the early morning wind sent a shiver down his spine. The crook of a large tree offered him a comfortable place to sit his watch, as well as protection from the occasional gust. He leaned against the thick trunk, curling his legs to his chest. The shrouds of his dark cloak hid him from his companions, and he was all but invisible beneath the forest canopy.
His eyes roamed over the sleeping forms of his traveling companions. Only the red tresses of Sir Danna's hair were visible, her thick bedroll swaddling the rest of her in a snug bundle. Loud snores rose from the lump he knew to be Visibos.
'Kill them!'
The demon's intensity startled the Hunter. The creature filled his mind with images of Soulhunger drinking deep of the knight's heart-blood. His sword sliced into Visibos' neck, spraying crimson.
No! The Hunter shook his head, endeavoring to shake loose the gory thoughts. His fingers traced the scar on his chest. I will not harm them.
'Leave them alive, and they will discover your lie. You are no more Hardwell of Praamis than you are Danther the tailor or Lord Anglion the Foolish.'
Rubbing his eyes, the Hunter tried to calm the pounding in his head.
How could they know? They have no way to uncover the truth. No, they are no threat to me.
'Foolish Bucelarii! How little you know. The humans you protect will be your undoing.'
The Hunter closed his eyes, massaging his temples.
Why will you not leave me alone?
He was so tired of hearing that voice in his head. He wanted freedom from that voice. He needed peace.
'You know what you must do.'

Andy Peloquin--a third culture kid to the core--has loved to read since before he could remember. Sherlock Holmes, the Phantom of the Opera, and Father Brown are just a few of the books that ensnared his imagination as a child.

When he discovered science fiction and fantasy through the pages of writers like Edgar Rice Burroughs, J.R.R Tolkien, and Orson Scott Card, he was immediately hooked and hasn't looked back since.

Andy's first attempt at writing produced In the Days: A Tale of the Forgotten Continent. He has learned from the mistakes he made and used the experience to produce Blade of the Destroyer, a book of which he is very proud.

Reading—and now writing—is his favorite escape, and it provides him an outlet for his innate creativity. He is an artist; words are his palette.

His website ( is a second home for him, a place where he can post his thoughts and feelings--along with reviews of books he finds laying around the internet.

He can also be found on his social media pages, such as:

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Release Blitz w/Giveaway: Found Missing by Rebecca York

Found Missing
by Rebecca York
Series: Decorah Security
Genre: Paranormal Romantic Suspense
Cover Designer: Earthly Charms
Release Date: September 1, 2015

When Jenny Seaver escaped from her worst nightmare, she hoped she had found a refuge with Decorah Security agent Grant Bradley. But deep in her heart, she knew safety was only an illusion. Could she risk the night of passion they both wanted before she disappeared from his life?

Grant’s need for Jenny defied any danger.  But unless she decided to trust him with the secrets of her past, the evil that followed her could destroy them both.


“Any progress on finding the little bitch?”
The question came from a man with iron-gray hair and a scar that cut across his chin. Leaning back in his comfortable chair, he regarded Carlos Mardano through slitted eyes.
Carlos knew that look. Often it was the prelude to dangerous anger that would flare like boiling lava spewing from a volcano. His boss’s dark, hooded eyes were one of the reasons he’d gotten the nickname Rambo. The other was his ruthless pursuit of any goal he set.
Carlos stood a few yards from the man’s chair, staring over his shoulder at a weird-looking sketch on the wall. One of the other security guys had told him it was by a big-time artist named Picasso. It was supposed to be an original—and supposed to be expensive, but it looked like someone had taken a face apart and put it back together wrong.
Trying not to think about failure, he pressed his hands to his sides to keep them from trembling. But this whole damn screwup was not his fault. It was a case of shoot the messenger. He’d been off the evening the girl had escaped. He wasn’t the one who had been stupid enough to leave car keys lying around. And he sure as hell wasn’t the one who had chased her at dangerous speed—then watched her vehicle skid off the road on a sharp turn and plow into a stone wall. Yeah, right. That guy was long dead.
Carlos licked his lips. “We know she was taken to the hospital and admitted as Jane Doe—not Jenny Seaver—because she had no identification. And she was unconscious.”
Rambo rocked forward in his chair and let his Gucci loafers slam down on the inlaid parquet floor. “Jesus Christ, you’re not telling me anything new. But people don’t simply vanish from the hospital.”
“Someone checked her out. And whoever let her go tampered with the paperwork. There’s no record of her having even been there.”
“Yeah, well, something weird is going on. I want to know who took her away, what they did with her, and why.”
Despite the air conditioning in the room, Carlos felt sweat collect at the back of his neck and trickle down the inside of his shirt. “I did some snooping around the administrative offices. I think the hospital was glad to get rid of her because she had no insurance, as far as they knew. So who was going to pay the bills of some no-name chick in a coma?”
Rambo pushed himself up straighter. “Probably somebody was paid to take her off their hands. I want you to find out who it was—and I want them brought here for interrogation.”
The younger man shuddered, thinking about the holding cells in the basement below the high-class rooms on the house’s main floor. People went down the steps to the lower level and never came out again—at least under their own power.
He wanted to ask, “What if she’s dead?” But he kept the question locked behind his lips. If she was dead, that might be the same as failing to find her.
“Go on. Get busy.”
Thankful to escape, Carlos turned on his heel. As he exited the wood-paneled office, he heard the boss muttering, “If that bitch has fucked up my plans, I’ll kill her.”
Carlos hurried down the corridor and into the sunshine, where he stood on the back patio taking gulps of air. He didn’t much like the position he was in now. But at least he wasn’t Jenny Seaver. He remembered the girl as a complete wimp. Who would believe she had the balls to escape?
And now she was missing, probably badly injured. It still amazed him that she’d managed to run away, but her unlikely escape only spoke of her desperation.
Where the hell was she? And how long did he have to find her before the boss went batshit and turned his wrath on Carlos.

New York TimesUSA Today, and Publishers Weekly best-selling and award-winning author, Rebecca has written over 145 books and novellas. In 2011 she became the dozenth author to receive the Romance Writers of America Centennial Award for having written 100 romantic novels. Her Killing Moon was a launch title for Berkley’s Sensation imprint in June 2003. Five more books in the series have followed.

Rebecca has authored or co-authored over 65 romantic thrillers, many for Harlequin Intrigue’s very popular 43 Light Street series, set in Baltimore, and many with paranormal elements.

Her many awards include two Rita finalist books. She has two Career Achievement awards from Romantic Times: for Series Romantic Suspense and for Series Romantic Mystery. And her Peregrine Connection series won a Lifetime Achievement Award for Romantic Suspense Series.

Blog Tour w/Giveaway: Tell Me A Truth by Tamara Lush

Today we have Tell Me A Truth by Tamara Lush, the last in the sexy serial novella! Grab your copy today, and check out Tamara’s giveaway! TMAT BT Ban

About Tell Me A Truth: A billionaire real estate magnate returns from the dead, making his family's dearest dream come true. There's only one problem--Caleb Kin remembers his parents, siblings, home and career … but not Emma, woman he married, or the child she claims is his. Don't miss the heart-pounding final installment in Emma and Caleb's journey—get your copy of Tell Me the Truth today!
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“Your homework in the next week is to touch. And to kiss. Fool around, if you want, like teenagers. If you feel comfortable.”
I stifled a grin. Warmth flared through my body.
“I want you to start tonight or tomorrow, if you want, by holding hands. Practice holding hands and also hugging.”
It made me gleeful, the idea of practicing with my husband. I caught Caleb’s eye, and he seemed enchanted and cast his eyes downward, as if he was a bit bashful because he could detect I was so thrilled by the idea.
“Tomorrow, I want you to kiss, but make it a chaste kiss. Then escalate from there. But—and this is important—I don’t want you to have sex this week. You can do as much as you both feel like, but no penetration. You two need to create a yearning for each other.”
“Well, he needs to create a yearning for me,” I blurted. “I already have a huge yearning for him.”
The two men looked at me with amused smiles.
“What?” I asked. “I tend to talk pretty openly about sex because I’m an erotica writer. Well, was an erotica writer. I haven’t written anything lately. I’m being honest about my desire.”
“And I’m glad you are, Emma. It will make therapy a lot easier. So, during the day, spend time together as a family. Take Charlotte out. And then at night…” His tone dropped and my skin prickled with anticipation. I cleared my throat and saw the corners of Caleb’s mouth quirk upward.
Dr. Santamaria continued. “At night, or whenever is convenient, like when Charlotte is taking a nap, the two of you are allowed to be intimate. But remember: not too intimate. And only if you feel comfortable.”
I suspected that the doctor knew exactly how intimate I wanted to be with my husband. I shifted in my seat, impatient. But this sounded fun.
“And, Emma, this is important on your end. Don’t compare this Caleb—” the doctor waved his hand in my husband’s direction “—to the old Caleb. Don’t tell Caleb about sexual experiences the two of you used to have. However wonderful those might have been. You need to have zero expectations of this new Caleb. The goal of this homework is to make new memories together. To create a new craving for each other.”
“To help us fall in love again,” I whispered.
“Exactly,” said the doctor, while Caleb regarded him with a cool stare.
I liked this man. Therapy wasn’t such a bad thing after all, and neither was the homework.

FB-ad-2 About Tamara Lush: me During the day, Tamara Lush writes news as a journalist with The Associated Press. At night, she writes fictional romance tales about complicated, sexy men and the women who love them. Her first full-length novel, HOT SHADE, was published in September 2015 with Boroughs Publishing Group. INTO THE HEAT is her second full-length novel and it’s also with Boroughs. TELL ME A STORY is Tamara’s first novella. It’s the first episode of The Story Series, a five-novella serial about a bookstore owner who reads erotica to a billionaire during a literary event in Florida. When Tamara isn’t reporting, writing or reading, she’s doing yoga, cooking for her Italian husband or chasing her dogs on a beach on Florida's Gulf Coast. She loves connecting with people on social media. 
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Release Blitz w/Giveaway: The Blogger & The Hunk by Jane Matisse

Author: Jane Matisse
Title: The Blogger & the Hunk
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 3, 2016
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The Blogger

Penelope Luciano, a virginal wallflower who lives the life of a hermit, has always been overlooked. But everything changes when she trades her quiet night with a book for a rare night out with her friends.

The Hunk 

Jack Goodman, a confident skirt chaser, has always been a womanizer. But everything changes when he meets clumsy Penelope, and their first kiss turns into a night of passion.

When Penelope sneaks out the morning after, neither one expects to see each other again until they are thrown together in unexpected circumstances.

When pride and self-doubt get in the way, it's up to both the blogger and the hunk to attain their equal footing and find the strength to chase what they really want.
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Jane Matisse is a professional introvert who began reading romance novels at the age of thirteen. She graduated with a BA in English Literature in 2014 and has been working hard ever since to put her degree to good use. Although it took her two years to finally finish her very first rough draft, she is thrilled to be releasing her debut The Blogger and the Hunk soon. Matisse loves all things Jane Austen, will choose tea over coffee any day, is a Phantom of the Opera aficionado, and has been an avid book blogger since 2013. She currently lives in SoCal with her family and three fur babies: Max, Thumper, and Percy.