Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Release Day w/Giveaway: Hot Addiction by Lynn Raye Harris

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Five years ago…  

Dexter Davidson checked his watch for the thousandth time that morning. It was nearing noon and his bride-to-be was over an hour late. His father stood in the chancel, his rented tuxedo making him appear distinguished and genteel rather than rough and worn like the farmer he was. But the look on his face was what killed Dex the most. It was one of pity and a growing resignation.  

“Fuck this,” Dex growled as he clenched his jaw tight and walked down the aisle, between the rows of pews where the guests waited for the ceremony to start. The chapel doors were open to the outside because it was springtime and warm. But it was also raining. A soft, gentle rain, but rain nonetheless.

  Perhaps the rain had caused a delay. Dex stood in the open door and took his phone from his pocket. Annabelle still hadn’t answered his texts. He sent another one, just in case, and felt his heart shrivel just a little bit more when no answer came.  

He tried calling but it went to voicemail without even ringing. “Belle,” he said, his throat tight and his eyes stinging, “where are you, baby? I’m worried. Please let me know you’re safe. If you’ve changed your mind, it’s okay. Just let me know.”  

It wasn’t okay if she’d changed her mind, but what else could he say? Annabelle Quinn had been his girl for the past four years. He’d fallen madly in love with her in an instant. He’d known her most of his life, had ignored her for much of it because she was his little sister’s best friend, but one day, pow!, she’d smiled at him the way she had a million times before—and he was done for. He’d been hers from that moment forward.  

And now they were supposed to be getting married. He’d come home on leave from the Army at Christmas and asked her to marry him. She’d said yes. She and his sister had planned everything while he went back to Afghanistan and did his best to stay alive. He didn’t know how long he stood there before he felt a presence beside him.  

“I’m sorry, Dex.” Katie put a hand on his arm. “She’s not coming.”

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5 stars

Another book that managed to keep me awake so I could finish it, not but I did finish it fast and I loved it, and will read it again, that is how much I liked it.
Dex Davidson was waiting for the love of his life, they were getting married, but the bride was late, that is until he read this message from her.
" Tell Dex I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let it go this far. I’ve thought for a while that marrying him wasn’t right, that I’m not the woman for him—I should have been brave enough to say so. He deserves more."
With a broken heart Dex worked him self into his military career, training hard enough to be accepted into the elite Black Ops unit. The love he felt for her burned into nothing because she betrayed him.
But Annabelle Quinn crashed back into his life begging him to save her. Dex is astounded by her daring, and hate burns in his soul, and had not a single though about not laughing at her.
Annabelle was forced even blackmailed into leaving Dex and forced to marry a man who abused her, she lived in hell for 5 years. Her husband had just recently died and as much as she wanted to be free she was not.
Someone is after her for some money that her husband had taken, her life is hanging by a thread and so would her young daughter's. As time is running out for her she has no one to turn to but the man she jilted.
Dex finds out the her husband committed treason against the US by selling top secret military project to the Russians. He now despite his feelings will protect her and find out who is threatening her.
He wont all for her again, once was enough for him, and if he discovers the secrets she has been hiding ? it would be over or would it?
This book has it all, chases, intrigue, heroes, spies, love hate and great sex, will Dex and Annabelle, make things work out, will they forget the past and come together as they were meant to, read the book to find out.

I recevied a free copy for my honest review!

Review by Jara

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Hot Addiction - About the author 

Lynn Raye Harris is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the HOSTILE OPERATIONS TEAM SERIES of military romances as well as 20 books for Harlequin Presents. A former finalist for the Romance Writers of America's Golden Heart Award and the National Readers Choice Award, Lynn lives in Alabama with her handsome former military husband, two crazy cats, and one spoiled American Saddlebred horse. Lynn's books have been called "exceptional and emotional," "intense," and "sizzling." Lynn's books have sold over 3 million copies worldwide.

You can learn more at her website, www.LynnRayeHarris.com, or come and visit her at her Facebook page: http://www.facebook.com/AuthorLynnRayeHarris. Lynn loves hearing from her readers! To sign up for Lynn's newsletter--where you'll be kept up to date about all of Lynn's books--text the word HOTTIES to 66866 or go to http://lynnrayeharris.com/newsletter.

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NBTM Tour w/Giveaway: Seven Days to Goodbye by Sheri S. Levy

Seven Days to Goodbye
by Sheri S Levy
GENRE: Young Adult- coming of age


Sheri S Levy will be awarding a $20 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Please visit GoddessFish.com to follow the tour, remember the more you comment better your chances on winning.



Thirteen year old, Trina has chosen to raise service dogs and have puppy after puppy. But during her seven day beach vacation, Trina struggles with having to return Sydney at the end of the week and worrying about her best friend changing into a stranger. To complicate the week, Sydney, meets a young boy with autism and the girls meet his two older brothers. Tension is raised over the guys, and Trina fears she’ll lose more than her service dog. Will Trina's lose her best friend, also?



Uh, oh. The wind lifted the Frisbee into the air. It looked as if the disc had sprouted wings, and disappeared up and over the jetty. Sydney halted, staring at me. He was used to chasing his toy. His eyes asked for permission as his body quivered pent-up energy. Letting him struggle for a minute, I giggled and said, “Okay, Syd. Find Frisbee.”

I did a slow jog towards the rocks and seconds later, Sarah called, “Wait for me.” I did a slow jog towards the rocks and seconds later, Sarah called, “Wait for me.”

I turned around and stopped. “Wow, you're joining me! Come on. I’ve got to
find Syd’s Frisbee. It’s on the other side.”

We climbed over the jetty. The dogs used their four-legged drive and moved much faster than Sarah or me. When we reached the top of the mound, Sydney stood a distance away with his Frisbee at his feet, leaning close to a small boy. The boy continued to pat the sand in his bucket and turn it upside down, making a row of mounds.

My heart did a triple beat in quarter time. I started running. Sydney’s stub wiggled and jiggled as soon as the boy’s sandy hands rubbed his back.

I’m sorry,” I said running ahead. I bent, face to face with the boy. “I hope he didn’t scare you.”

The boy never looked at me, only at Sydney and back to the sand. He said in a monotone voice, “Doggy, doggy.”

Sarah meandered up to us. I panted in fast spurts. Worried about the boy and Sydney, I never noticed the rest of the group. A little ways from the small boy, two guys around our age worked on a fort or it could have been a sand castle. The one who seemed to be the oldest, stood. He had long legs and was much taller than I expected. Using his hand, he shoved his longish brown bangs out of his eyes.

Oh, Sarah had definitely noticed. She smiled, pushed loose hair back into her braid and pulled her bathing suit in place.

I rolled my eyes. Okay. Here she goes.


Q & A with Sheri S. Levy

What was the hardest part of writing this book?
When I began writing my first draft, Dog Days of Summer, I knew I wanted to bring back memories of special times on Edisto Beach. My husband and I and our best friends, frequented an old house on Edisto Island for years. Our friends had a black and white, Springer Spaniel, and we had an Aussie and a Black Lab. We spent long weekends frolicking in the sand and water, and listening to music on the screened-in porch at night.
After we lost our best friend and all of our dogs had moved on to doggy heaven, it was my way of keeping their memories fresh. Every day I walked my new dogs, ideas flowed through my brain. It was painful at first, but when I decided to write this story, it became very therapeutic.

What did you enjoy most about writing this book?
The fun of writing this book was turning my memories into a young adult novel. I used some names of people that meant a lot to me, but readers wouldn’t know they were special. Many of the activities in the story were from experiences, but I had fun adding a sweet romance. Don’t most teens go to the beach anticipating a love interest?
I wanted to make the story about Trina, a puppy raiser for service dogs. Having taught special education for years, I discovered service dogs were becoming an important part of therapy for autism, mobility and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I found a service dog organization, PAALS (Palmetto Animal Assisted Living Services), and they helped me with my research. Soon I was using my dog training knowledge with my experience with autism and began writing.
Teen issues added conflicts that most teens endure. Friendships change as one person matures before the other. Jealousy creeps in as their interests change. And independence takes over logic thoughts.
When I completed the story, I changed the title to Seven Days to Goodbye. It takes over two years to train a service dog, and I hadn’t expected my title to sound sad, but actually joyful.
After a seven-day vacation on Edisto Beach, Trina’s trained dog, Sydney, will return to his facility to be matched to his forever companion. Trina has the choice to take a break from training, or choose to do it again.
PAALS and I support each other. Proceeds from Seven Days to Goodbye and my school visits help PAALS train more dogs. They have a waiting list of clients needing a service dog. Their organization is 100% non- profit. Most of the puppies are trained in a prison facility Monday through Friday. On Friday, a volunteer picks up the puppies and meets the foster families at a central location. The families enjoy socializing their pup by doing outings, giving them real life experiences, and introducing them to other animals and children. Monday morning, they return the pups to the prison trainer.

What inspires you?
I have always enjoyed teaching and helping with special needs. After I married, I worked during the day with the mentally handicapped. Two evenings a week, I attended college to graduate with a BA and continued until I earned three special needs teaching credentials. When a new Multi- Handicapped class was added at my children’s elementary school, I applied, and was offered the job.
The best part about teaching is motivating students to try hard and not give up. I used only positive reinforcement and enjoyed great results. My favorite time of the day was reading out loud. Most of my students hated reading because of their difficulties. But once they became involved in a story, they begged for more. This new interest nurtured their desire to work harder and learn to read by themselves.
I believe my students were the ones who inspired me to write. As I share my experiences during each school visit, my goal is to motivate other students to enjoy writing and to encourage them to read often.

What do your plans for future projects include?
After Seven Days to Goodbye was offered publication, my readers asked me what came next for my characters. I realized I needed to finish the story. The sequel, Starting Over, is due July 18th, 2017. And I am busy working on the third story, For Keeps.


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Sheri, originally from California, moved to South Carolina with her husband, two children and a Siamese cat. Soon they adopted their first rescue dog who influenced their need to continue living with dogs. Sheri taught a multi-handicapped Special Ed class, and then a GED-parenting class, which included home visits. Because of her love of reading, Sheri found unusual ways to encourage children to read. After her rescue of a difficult dog, Sheri enrolled in dog classes to change his behavior. Her dream of writing, Seven Days to Goodbye, came from the culmination of her beach experiences, her understanding of behaviors, and from research with PAALS, a service dog organization.
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Review Tour w/Giveaway: The Enchanted Swans by Christy Nicholas

The Enchanted Swans
by Christy Nicholas
GENRE: Fantasy


Christy Nicholas will be awarding a $15 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Please visit GoddessFish.com to follow the tour, remember the more you comment better your chances on winning.



In pre-Celtic Ireland, Fionnuala was a fae princess, born to a life of luxury. She knew her duty and loved her family. She missed her mother, who died in childbirth when Fionnuala was but ten years old. Still, she had hopes and dreams of love and a full life.

All her dreams were stolen from her, ripped away in a torrent of envy and magic.

Now she must care for her three brothers while learning to live under an evil curse. Will she find a way to break the spell, or would they remain swans, tethered to three places for nine hundred years?



It was a good training session. It left me sweaty and tired, and I hadn’t thought of Mother for a full hour. Mistress Scuida was gentle at first, but soon realized I needed to vent my fury, so she increased her efforts. At one point, I snarled and roared at the weapons mistress, while she parried my attacks with grim determination. Aed still practiced on the pells, but I heard several good whacks from his direction.

I could never get inside Scuida’s guard unless she let me, of course. She was Father’s best warrior, a student of the Morrigan herself. She allowed my frustrations free reign with no damage to either me or her. I thanked her when I was exhausted and panting.

The thick bronze sword was not my favorite weapon. I did better with the bow. The bow, however, didn’t allow one to push their anger through blows as the sword did. I wanted to learn the spear, but Scuida didn’t believe I was ready yet for the large weapon. I occasionally practiced in the woods with my father’s fosterling, Tadhg. Just a few times, mind, but enough to enjoy it.

Aed, however, had great skill at the bow. He could hit a mark from twice the distance I could, despite being two winters younger. His skill ranked as high as many young adult warriors. Not the older ones, those with several hundred winters’ worth of experience and the physical strength needed to pull the great bows, but still, not bad for his mere eight winters. Maybe that’s why he didn’t argue as much with Scuida as he did with everyone else.

My people, the Tuatha Dè, the People of the Gods, lived much longer than the recent Milesian invaders. The humans lived a mayfly’s life, a mere fifty winters or so. We, however, might live a thousand winters, though we may still die through violence or disease. Mother had been barely thirty winters old.

After I wiped the betraying tears from my cheeks and choked down the knot in my throat, I changed from my practice breeches back into my simple dress. With a splash of clean water on my face, I took a deep breath and cleared my head. I must get control over this. My duty lay in being presentable at all times. As the eldest, I must be a credit to my mother.

It became easier this time to push the tears away. A good swallow, and they retreated. Could I dismiss grief so simply, then? I didn’t think so.

I headed toward the great hall. A quick meal and my afternoon lessons awaited me.

Aed grabbed two apples from the kitchen and scampered by me.

“Aed, where are you going?”

“I can’t enter the great hall now. You must think me a great fool.”

“I think you are the son of a king. Am I mistaken?”

He shrugged and ran to his room

Father sat silent on his chair. He stared into the middle distance. No one sat nearby or spoke to him, though at least twenty of the guards ate their midday meal in the hall. What conversation there was remained muted and strained.

I now wished I’d done the same as Aed.


4 stars

Pre-Celtic Ireland, Fionnuala is a Fae Princess. She was born to a life of luxury/ She was aware of her duties and oh she loved her Family so much. When she was ten, her dear Mother died in child birth, and now the dreams and hopes she had might be taken away. All the dreams that she had were stolen away in a wave of a hand and of envy and magic. Now our young Princess must care for her three brothers while living under an evil curse. Now will she find a way to break the spell, will she find what she needs, all I can say is for the answers you must read the book, its well writen and its a story that one can enjoy. I received a free copy for my honest review! Review by Jara


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My name is Christy Nicholas, also known as Green Dragon. I do many things, including digital art, beaded jewelry, writing and photography. In real life I'm a CPA, but having grown up with art and around me (my mother, grandmother and great-grandmother are/were all artists), it sort of infected me, as it were. I love to draw and to create things. It's more of an obsession than a hobby. I like looking up into the sky and seeing a beautiful sunset, or a fragrant blossom, a dramatic seaside. I then wish to take a picture or create a piece of jewelry to share this serenity,

this joy, this beauty with others. Sometimes this sharing requires explanation – and thus I write. Combine this love of beauty with a bit of financial sense and you get an art business. I do local art and craft shows, as well as sending my art to various science fiction conventions throughout the country and abroad.

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