Wednesday, 8 April 2015

TAG!! YOU'RE FREE







What if your family had a big secret . . . a life changing secret. My dad, the bigwig CIA agent, was always on the run, whether he was being chased or doing the chasing. I missed him. Then my mom passed away, and my sister was murdered. I turned my solitude to strength because the alternative was too bleak.

But my luck seemed to turn: I met Tango. And while I want him more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my twenty-two years, danger lurks around every corner and I simply can’t take the chance of it finding me. But his tattoos, his smell, his darkness, and his body— that marine has taken over my every thought. But, what if he too isn’t what I think? A ticking time bomb isn’t going to leave me much time to waver. Even the bravest person can be in need of a miracle.

Before she was gone, my mom warned me to know everyone and trust no one. But what was I supposed to do when I found out I am the one not to be trusted? Turns out, I was always the bait in this conspiracy.

In author Shari J. Ryan’s New Adult novel, TAG, the canyons hold secrets, the waterfalls provide safety, and romance has a pesky way of showing up when you are sweaty and dirty and least expect it.



I’ve been seated among the dozens of other passengers for the past two hours, watching the gate times change a number of times before I see the plane actually arrive. Just as I’m powering my phone down, preparing to board, an awful stench burns my nose from a few inches away. A middle-aged man with greasy black hair and a thick lip-covering mustache who smells exactly like the inside of a port-a-potty has found a reason to sit directly beside me in a row of empty seats. When my eyes unfortunately meet his, he takes the opportunity to speak to me. “Heading to Boston?” he asks. I raise my eyebrows and force a tightlipped smile. I simply follow that with a nod and give him a no shit look. “I heard winter’s coming early this year,” he continues.
“Cool,” I mumble with a sigh. I pull a magazine out of my bag and open it in front of my face, hoping to block my vision of the man’s blackened-stained grin. But it’s only seconds before I’m taken back when his finger sweeps down the bare skin of my collarbone.
“What does that mean?” he asks, pointing to my tattoo.
With a smooth motion, I lay my magazine down onto my lap and place my hand over his, giving him the false notion that I’m a gentle person. I take the opportunity to offer him a slight smile before I twist his forefinger backwards as far as it will go before the expectant snap. “I’m sorry,” I say sweetly. “Did I tell you it was okay to touch me?” I pull down a little harder, and he smiles in response to the pain. But as I hold my hand there, I see the smile begin to fade.
“It’s a free country, chicky,” he sputters as his tongue knocks around between his bare gums.
“Why would you think it's okay to touch me?” I ask again, keeping my voice calm, yet stern. He licks his lips and looks me up and down, responding with only a look. “Do you go around touching girls half your age because you feel it's okay?”
He clears his throat and looks around to see who’s watching or listening, but I don’t move my eyes from his. “Why not?” he says, shrugging his bony shoulders. “Besides, you’re definitely asking for it.”
He thinks I’m asking for it? I’m wearing a fucking scoop neck, black long sleeve shirt, jeans, and combat boots. “The only reason it's okay, is because no one has ever probably told you no. But it occurs to me that after I snap your finger off your hand, you won’t be able to touch people inappropriately anymore, will you?”
He hoots with laughter, dragging in attention he probably shouldn’t want. “You think you could break my finger, little chicklette?”
I pull his finger a little further, and his smile grows. “Ow, stop. You’re hurting me,” he puckers his lips and winks at me.
“Oh, look, it’s your right hand. You a righty?” I turn his hand over and see deep callouses bubbling on his palm. “Yes, you are. So, if I rip this thing off, you wouldn't miss it, right?” I turn his hand back over and glare into his beady eyes. He’s questioning my words. He’s unsure of my capabilities. And that’s fine. “Sound okay to you? Or are you going to leave and stop touching people?” His smile fades and his eyes widen. I release his hand and offer him a smart-ass smile. “Oh, and the tattoo means death. It’s a Maori Warrior symbol. They used to eat their enemies once they slaughtered them. Cool, huh?”
I see his Adam’s apple struggle to move. He lifts his bag from the ground and nearly trips over his own feet, darting away.
I reopen my magazine to the page I was reading and refocus my attention on an article as I hear a soft chuckle coming from the other side of me. I turn to see who was enjoying the free entertainment and I’m faced with a man who looks to be either a wrestler or in the military—black shaven hair, stiff jaw and bulging muscles on every inch of his arms. His eyes are currently focused on a book, and I suppose he could have been laughing at that, rather than me. But as I question it, his large shamrock green eyes lift and look right at me. A slight grin tugs on the corner of his lips, and he winks so quickly I’m questioning whether it was me who might have blinked. Before I can react, he stands up and walks away.
I swallow hard and refocus my attention on the magazine once more. Stupid attractive man causing a moment of feebleness. I didn’t react, though. He winked at me. I think. And I didn’t make a snide comment or scowl. Weakness.
I let out a few short breaths, regaining my composure. He’s gone. It’s fine.



Shari J. Ryan hails from Central Massachusetts where she lives with her hubby and two lively little boys. Ryan published the 3-book Schasm Series for Romantic Suspense/Thriller fans. She helped put her great grandmother’s holocaust experience into the modern reader’s bookshelf with the publication of My Kaleidoscope. TAG and Red Nights are written solely for the Romantic Suspense audience.  She is hard at work on Ravel, a standalone coming fall 2015. To learn more, visit her at: www.sharijryan.com.

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WILL YOU PAY A DWARF'S RANSOM?

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About the Book
coverTitle: Lay of Runes: Dwarf’s Ransom
Author: M.L. Larson
Genre: Fantasy
Jari, a young dwarf from an isolated kingdom, is sent out to find his trouble-making brothers. After being saved by a stranger from being trampled by a horse, Jari finds himself with a new companion in this strange land. As they search for Jari’s kin, they find more trouble made than either of them had anticipated. Soon, Jari’s missing brothers are implicated in the murder of a god, making their return home all the more urgent. But when they are finally found in a distant land, troubles only seem to get worse for Jari and the companions he’s picked up along the way.

Author Bio

ML Larson first started writing in grade school, and never stopped. There have always been stacks and stacks of notebooks cluttering up rooms ever since, full of meandering stories and complex worlds filling up the house. Soon, those notebooks became huge folders on his hard drive and in Google Docs. Right now, he’s in the process of taking many of those old stories and finding the hidden gems in them.
Miles reads just about anything, but it’s the Thor comics that gave him the idea for his current series, Lay of Runes. Norse gods with pizza and cell phones is an idea that amuses him endlessly. While that aspect isn’t part of Lay of Runes, a lot of the surrounding attitude about the characters has. The idea that gods are stories gave him the idea to approach the myths and characters from a different direction, as if the stories we know today are the result of word of mouth stores being twisted and exaggerated over time.
When he’s not writing, Miles enjoys doing needle and yarn crafts. He lives in Portland.

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Book Excerpts
Excerpt 1:
Loki led the way on uneven legs, finally stopping in front of one of the doors.  He took the key from Jari, being more easily able to reach the lock, and opened the door.  The room beyond was small and cold, with two beds and little else inside, and smelled strongly of piss and who knew what else.  The window looked out over the alley below, lit dimly by lightstone lanterns that had begun to fade with age.
"Same room every damn time," Loki grumbled as he tossed his bag to the corner.  With some effort and the creaking of nails being torn from wood, Loki managed to shove the window open to air out the room.
"Won't something get in?" asked Jari.
Loki looked out the window.  "What could possibly get through that?  You'd barely fit," he said.
"You know why we dwarfs live underground, don't you?" Jari asked him, debating bashing him over the head with something if he didn't close it again.
But Loki did close it, rolling his eyes all the while.  "Fine, we'll sleep in a pissy room," he muttered.
He waved an indifferent hand at Jari and turned his back to him as he began to undress for bed.  He threw his shirt and boots aside with his bag, revealing the tattoos Jari had caught a glimpse of out on the street.  His arms were almost entirely covered in black and red.  On his left arm, Jari could see what looked to be a serpent curling and twisting around from his elbow up to his shoulder, with its head on Loki's chest.  On his right arm was a wolf in the same position, its claws outstretched and reaching his neck.  He had bands around both his forearms, and two ravens circling one another on his right side.  
If he had any more than that, Jari never saw.  He kept his breeches on and climbed into bed, falling face-down onto the hard mattress.  Like everything else in the hall, the beds were designed for men, and were tall and long.  Jari didn't trust the people around not to try to rob or murder him in the night, so he kept his clothes on, setting only his boots and sword aside before climbing up onto the bed.  Laying in it felt like lying in the middle of an empty room.  Looking over at Loki with his feet hanging off the end and one hand on the floor, Jari suspected the beds in the room weren't even particularly big by the standards of men.  Until stepping foot in Four Rivers, Jari had not realised how far from home his journey had already taken him.  Even sleeping in caves and empty dens felt familiar, but a city above the ground, visible to the sky wasn't something he had been prepared for.  He had packed only enough to get him to the city, where he knew his brothers often wound up.  In the morning, he would resupply for the journey home and set out into the city to find Fjalar and Galar.
"You'd better not snore," he grumbled as he settled under the thin blankets and rolled over to face the wall.
Loki, it seemed, was already asleep.

Excerpt 2:
"That could have gone better," Jari said.
Odin glared at him again with his single eye, and Jari looked away.  There was another giant across the street that glared not at Odin or Jari, but at Agmundr.
"Who'd you steal that pony from?" he asked before spitting on the ground.
"We're looking for two dwarfs," Odin said, ignoring the question.
"What the Hel would I know about dwarfs?" asked the giant before walking away.
"He said they'd talk to you," said Jari as he watched the giant leave.
"Talk, yes.  He never said they'd be helpful."
Together, they wandered through the city, finding giants no friendlier than those they had met when they first started their search.  Jari found himself spit on and kicked at while Odin ignored him and asked his single question again and again, receiving the same unhelpful responses from anyone he asked.
"I can't imagine they were ever here," Jari said after dodging a hammer to the head.
"Someone saw them.  They're just not admitting it," Odin said, determined to keep pressing on.  But Jari was done.
"You keep asking.  But if it were me, I'd have got as far away from a place like this as possible.  I think your brother has the right idea about this place."  Jari turned his pony around and began making his way through the growing crowds in the streets, darting past the giants as quickly as he could.  He didn't look back, even as he finally found the road that led back out of the city and away from the giants.  Jari rode until he came to the spot where he thought Loki had left them, though he could see no sign of him anywhere.
"You in there?" he called into the woods.
He still couldn't hear or see Loki anywhere, so Jari got down off his pony and walked into the trees.
"I wouldn't go in there if I were you," Loki said suddenly from behind him.
Jari jumped at the sound of his voice and spun round to glare at him.  "Why?" he asked.
Loki looked past him and frowned.  "I think there's a bear in there."  He looked around and frowned even harder.  "Where's my horse?"
"Damned if I know," Jari said, going to fetch his own pony before it wandered off.  
"Where's my ale?" Loki asked.
"I didn't get any," Jari said stiffly, ignoring Loki's obvious disappointment.  "My brothers weren't here."
Loki looked back toward the city.  "Are you sure?"
"They're not suicidal," Jari said as he climbed back into the saddle.
Loki laughed loudly.  "That makes three of us," he said.

HAVE AN IRREVOCABLE MIDNIGHT




Title: Irrevocable Midnight
Series: Lunar Eclipse #3
Author: Kristina F. Canady
 Release Date: April 4, 2015


Synopsis


***Not a standalone, series must be read in order. For ages 18+ due to adult content. ***

Freedom is something that is easily taken for granted, many never knowing what they have until it is stripped away. But not all hope is lost when second chances are given. As Sasha struggles to break free from her captivity to get back to the life she was seized from; she risks it all, including her precious humanity. Love has become worth fighting for, even if that means giving up everything that she is.

The ups and downs of love can be as rocky as the shores, but as the tides turn, Etienne finds that no matter how turbulent the seas, he’s not letting anything stand in the way of his new purpose in life; he must save Sasha, even if it means saving her from herself.

The saga continues as Sasha and Etienne are propelled forward through new family ties and into the line of fire of the most powerful moon of the year, the blood moon. As the cataclysm of the lunar eclipse unfolds, love finds a way to grow anew in the wake of dominant forces moving at a catastrophic speed.

Etienne thought his past demons would finally be banished by learning to love without barriers, but when an old acquaintance crosses paths with his soul-mate, darkness threatens to claim him once again. Will a new and growing threat come between Etienne and the one he cherishes the most, or will his heart and future forever be lost?









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Author Bio


What inspired you to write your first Novel? "My girlfriends and I were sitting around discussing our latest reads, all the perfect Cinderella type romance novels that are out there and how we would like to read something that more could relate to. I have been an avid reader since I was a child and love to write, so I decided to write something for us. A not so perfect love story; one that had a little humor, tied in some vampires, a little adult content, morally hard choices and was a satisfying read for all those hard working readers who want some good ole' junk food for the brain when they come home after a long day at work."

Raised in California she moved to Colorado to pursue her education and fell in love with the area as well as her now husband. After pushing through college class by class with a few maternity breaks in between, she graduated. Her four year degree took a bit longer to complete as life led her down a scenic route.

Though Kristina loved her art and literature classes in college she put that to the side in order to start her career in nursing. After establishing her career she felt something was missing. While she adores being a nurse she felt her artistic side was calling and started to pick up her writing and painting again, setting aside a few hours a day on her day's off. After a period of time she found that her short story had grown into her first novel. Writing is a passion of hers and she feels the greatest achievement in her art is creating works that bring enjoyment to others. She continues to reside in Colorado with her husband and children. Kristina is working on the next installment of the Lunar Eclipse Series.



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AWAKEN THE ANCIENT GUARDIANS




 Ancient Guardians: The Awakening


Author: S.L. Morgan
Genre: Fantasy Romance
In the third book of the Ancient Guardians Series: The Awakening,

EVERYTHING WILL CHANGE

Treaties will be broken—Mysteries will be exposed—Lives will be lost


As the new Emperor of Pemdas, Levi begins restoring hope to the grieving lands and the people who lost so much during the battle of Armedias. With the healing initiated, Levi moves quickly to make Reece his wife.

Not long after their enchanted wedding, the appearance of an enigmatic man coincides with newfound, supernatural powers in Reece that she and Levi struggle to understand. But nothing could have prepared either of them when the impossible is revealed… Emperor Navarre is alive in another galaxy!


Tensions grow and questions abound for Levi, Reece, and the Guardians as they race to embark on their dangerous new quest, but throughout it all, one thing is made more and more clear to Levi:


The Guardians have vowed to protect “The Key,” and now “The Key” must protect them




“S.L. Morgan does such a wonderful job at really drawing readers in and making them emotionally involved in this fictional world. It's amazing." -Reader's Favorite Review

“As a reader you just want to jump into the pages and experience the adventure along side Levi, Reece, and Harrison. You feel each emotion as you read every word written and you panic as you come to the last page of the book, you NEED MORE. This series is truly one of remarkable standings, as I've yet to see its equal.” –Inside BJ’s Head book blog.



About the Author

S.L. Morgan
International Award winning author has been sweeping reader’s away into the enchanting dimension of Pemdas since her debut novel: “The Legacy of the Key” was published in 2012. As she continues to write in the Ancient Guardians Novel series, she also ensures that her family does not go starving and are well taken care of.

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