Tuesday, August 30, 2016



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Gwen Knight's top 5 favorite things, in no specific order lol!: 1. Candy 2. Crocheting 3. Reading 4. Her Puppy 5. Her Husband



She speaks with the dead.
He was cursed by them.

Four hundred years ago, a coven of dead witches stripped Caleb Jensen of his soul. Now, his only hope is to convince local necromancer, Autumn Kane, to track down and restore it before his eternal hunger consumes him. Beautiful, powerful, and confident, Autumn is more than Caleb bargained for.

Except, Autumn has problems of her own. The dead are crying for help. A serial killer has begun targeting the young brides of Salem, and she is the only one who can save them. She has no time to break the curse on this rakish man who steals her breath. Everything about him unsettles her, from his dark nature to his wicked allure. He’s no knight in shining armor.

But maybe it's time for a little evil in her life.




Just breathe.
Autumn stood outside the Hawthorne Hotel and shivered when a brisk, fall wind chased up her bare back. This certainly wasn’t how she’d imagined the beginning of her night. She’d barely stepped foot out of her car and people were already staring. For a moment, she debated her decision to attend stag. After she’d hung up the phone, she’d dressed and left for the party, too angry to wait for Riley and Lexi. Unfortunately, that meant there was no buffer between her and the gawkers.
A delicate chime came from the clutch she held under her arm. The third message her sister had sent her in the past fifteen minutes, not that she cared. If she intended to work tonight, she needed a clear mind, sans Riley. With a deep breath, Autumn smoothed down the front of her dress, ignoring that her fingers brushed flesh where a plunging neckline artfully draped down to her navel. Certainly not the impression she’d intended to make. At least now she knew never to trust her sister with her wardrobe again.
Now or never, she assured herself.
The doors opened, and from within came the heavy beat of music. Seemed as though the party was already well under way.
Autumn slipped into the ballroom and paused to take it in. Every year the Festival of the Dead put on a ball. This year’s theme was a masquerade, and they’d decorated accordingly. The center of the room had been cleared for the dance floor, and the tables were adorned with black fabric and grotesque centerpieces, all in the name of Halloween. Ochre lights hung from the ceiling and glimmered against the painted walls. They always outdid themselves.
She perused the crowd, watching as they moved in sync to the music, their faces hidden by a series of beautiful masks. Wonderment filled her stomach when she realized she didn’t recognize anyone. The knowledge filled her with courage. They’d know her eventually when they sought her out to summon the dead. But for now, it seemed she could enjoy the anonymity.
A few turned to watch as she entered, but she brushed their attentiveness aside and instead started toward the hors d’Ĺ“uvres. She couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of the Halloween-themed snacks from pumpkin cheese balls to monster cookies.
“Quite the selection,” a voice murmured next to her.
Autumn glanced up with a polite smile. Her gaze tracked up a lean length, taking note of the pristine suit that boasted a muscular physique, but it wasn’t until she caught sight of his startling green gaze shining out from behind a golden mask that she gasped.
Him.
Hell, she’d dreamed of those eyes all night, watching her from amidst the shadows. She took a closer look, her heart sputtering against her chest when she recognized Sadie’s soul. Her hip slammed into the table when she staggered backward.
“Shh, easy now,” he murmured, his hand gripping her elbow and steadying her.
Autumn flicked a glance around the room, noting Dawson and her ex-husband patrolling the far side of the room.
His fingers tensed around her elbow. “Don’t be frightened.”
“You.”
“Me,” he said, nodding.
“I thought you were detained.”
“Funny how the law works. Turns out they can’t detain you when you’re innocent.”
She blinked up at him, startled by the handsome sight. Who the hell was this man? Then his words clicked. “What?”
“I said, I’m innocent. They can’t detain me if I haven’t done anything wrong.”
“You ate Sadie!” she exclaimed, wincing when her voice rose above the music.
His face twisted into a grimace. “Wow. That sounded…”
“Sorry,” she mumbled. “I wasn’t thinking.”
“For the record, I am not a serial killer.”
“No, just a soul-eater.”
He paused, shock widening his eyes as though he hadn’t expected her to put two and two together.
“Necromancer, remember? Did you think I wouldn’t know what you are?”
“I hadn’t given it much thought, truthfully.” He regarded her, his gaze unflinching. “I assure you, though, I’m not here to cause any trouble.”
Autumn’s attention dropped to his mouth, mesmerized by the enticing curve of his lips and his strong jawline. He shot her a smile, as though he knew the direction her thoughts had taken. Clearing her throat, she returned to the conversation. “I doubt that. I have a feeling you cause trouble wherever you go.”
“Ah, guilty,” he teased. “Life is too short to play by the rules.” He canted his head with a wide grin. “Well, too short for most.”
“But not you,” she said.
Autumn knew a little about his kind. Her father had come across one many years ago. She’d been thirteen at the time, so he hadn’t been willing to offer many details. The man had massacred multiple families before her father had managed to contain and destroy him. A soul-eater, her father had said, a creature so evil it fed off the souls of the living as a means of living an eternal life.
Her brow furrowed as she studied the man in front of him. Was he the same as the other? “Did you not notice all the police here tonight?”
That sinful mouth crooked. “Of course I did. Did you not notice my mask?”
Oh, she had. How could she have missed it? As though he wasn’t enigmatic enough, the ebony threads woven up into a beautiful leaf added a mysterious appeal. He’d darkened his skin beneath the mask, highlighting his emerald gaze.
He braved a step closer, and Autumn’s heart skipped a beat. She wanted to believe it was the primal rush of fear that had her pulse going, but if it were, she would have made for the nearest police officer. Instead, she tipped her head back and watched as he closed the distance between them.
“Dance with me.” Not a question, but a demand.
Autumn blinked. “What? You’re insane.”
“Possibly. But insane would be not asking you to dance.” He leaned in toward her. “You look so beautiful tonight.”
His words warmed her stomach, but still, she narrowed her eyes. “As opposed to every other night?”
Most men might have balked at such a response, but this one merely tilted his head as the corners of his mouth pulled up in amusement. “I don’t know, yet. Ask me again tomorrow.”
Autumn couldn’t help but chuckle. “A smooth talker, I see.”
“The original smooth talker,” he assured her. “Now, about that dance?”
Before she could protest, his hand ghosted up the length of her back, and he led her out onto the dance floor. Autumn’s breath caught as they moved, the rich scent of his cologne teasing her nose. She should have been afraid, especially after last night, but for some reason, she was more nervous than anything else. She was safe here with half the city’s police force on patrol. Not that she was looking at them. She could barely tear her eyes away from her dance partner.
“Shall we?” He turned toward her and offered his other hand, brow arched as though daring her to resist.
“On one condition.”
His other brow rose.
“Your name.”
A smooth chuckle rose to her ears. “Ah. Forgive me. Here I thought your police friend would have told you everything about me.”
She shook her head.
“Caleb Jensen,” he said after inclining his head in an old gesture she’d only seen in the movies. He stepped up flush against her and wound an arm around her waist. “And you, my dear, are Autumn Kane, necromancer extraordinaire.”
Her breath caught the moment his fingers grazed the small of her back, as though his touch awakened her entire body. She cast a demure smile, then slid her hand in his and gazed up at him from under her lashes. “Am I supposed to be impressed that you know about me?”
“Hardly.” On the next beat, they started to dance.
He moved with singular purpose, and their bodies harmonized as he led them around the room.
“How did you know I’d be here?”
He eased her out into a gentle spin before guiding her back into his chest. His head bent low, his breath brushing against the shell of her ear. “Amazing the things one can learn from the Internet.”
Autumn’s eyes fluttered shut, her heart hammering in her chest as she inhaled his scent. “You realize you’re stalking me, right?”
“I like to think of it more as studying an investment.” He leaned back and draped her body against his side, bracing her weight without breaking stride. “As I tried to tell you last night, I require your help.”
“With what?”
He tsked her, then spun her once more before leading her through the room. “Can’t we finish our dance before discussing business?”
Yes, please. The man certainly knew his way around the dance floor, and though surprising, she was enjoying herself. The feel of his body shifting against her, of his hand warm against her skin as he led her in circles. The logical part of her brain scolded her, told her she shouldn’t be enjoying this. The man had practically abducted her the night before. But the darker half of her soul yearned for this, to come alive beneath someone’s touch again.
A frightening notion that almost had her running home.
This was not the one to come alive for. He’d snatched her off the streets and dragged her into an empty house. He’d devoured Sadie’s soul. He’s the villain, her head screamed at her.
He brushed a hand through her hair and down her jaw. “Keep dancing with me, Autumn.”
Holding his gaze, she nodded.
She’d done the whole white knight in shining armor thing. Hell, once upon a time, she’d married a police officer, and it had been disastrous. Maybe it was time for a little evil in her life.


Gwen Knight is a Canadian girl currently living in Edmonton, AB. She graduated from the University of Lethbridge with a degree in Archaeology and Geography. Her interests consist of playing in the dirt, designing elaborate snow forts, boating, and archery.
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Monday, August 29, 2016

'Coming In Hot'
 Author Spotlight Tour!

Today's Spotlight 
Sexual Healing
By
Izzy Szyn!
@izzyszyn
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Two sexy shifter doctors need one sexy paramedic as their mate.


Paramedic Zoe Whitaker was set to become engaged until "they" came back. Lycan Werepire Doctors Brent Taylor and Liam Barnes have come back to Saginaw Heights for one reason only -- to claim Zoe for their mate.

New York Times Bestselling Author Izzy Szyn was born in May of 2014 when a friend dared her to write. Born and raised in Detroit, Mi. Izzy now lives in Oklahoma City with her furchild Misty, the friendliest Chihuahua/Terrier you will ever meet. Currently works in a call center, where she writes in between phone calls. 

Izzy loves to keep in touch with her readers.

Hello! Thank you for this opportunity to talk about my new release Sexual Healing and help my readers get to know me better.)

Tell us about your title featured in this set:
The title is Sexual Healing and it is about 22 pages long (give or take) and I wrote it in ten days. (true story)

My computer hard drive crashed 12 days before my book for the boxed set was due to be submitted. Everything that I had written and edited up to that point was lost. I thought I had it saved in one other place but it wasn’t there.

The honest truth was that even though I liked what I had written something didn’t seem right. I couldn’t place my finger on it until I started getting the urge to write another paranormal at the same time. So I decided to go with my gut and turned Sexual Healing from a contemporary setting to a paranormal one.

When I was approached for the boxed set, the first thing that came to my head was Marvin Gaye’s Sexual Healing, so I went with it.

Tell us something about yourself:
I work full-time in a call center, and write in between phone calls. I hope one day to be able to stay home and write full-time.

I’m happily single, have a dog named Misty who is a spoiled brat, but loves everyone. I was born and raised in Detroit, but now live in Oklahoma city.

Tell us about your writing process: 
I write what the characters tell me to write I’m a complete pantser as far as writing. Outlines make me sweat.

What is your favourite genre to read? 
I will read pretty much everything, but my fav is erotic.

What would you say is the one thing are you most passionate about? 
In professional life I’d have to say get better with each story.

When you are not writing, what do you like to do? 
Watch movies, play Kitchen Scramble on fb

If someone who hasn’t read any your books asked you to describe your story in this set (the elevator pitch!) what would you say? 
Hmmm, A friends into lovers story with a paranormal twist. Zoe was friends with Liam Barnes and Brent Taylor in high school, but they left when Liam’s parents found them in bed together the night of their graduation party.

They return ten years later and things have changed. Zoe is about to become engaged to Liam’s twin brother Derek and Liam and Brent have changed in more ways than one. They are what i like to call werepires, a combination vampire and shifter and they came back to town to claim their mate. Zoe.

Where can readers connect with you? 
I live on facebook or it seems like I do. You can find me on Fb, twitter you can email me. I’m on Instagram too but still forget to go there sometimes.

Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/izzyszyn
FB: https://www.facebook.com/izzyszynhome/
Website: http://izzyszyn.weebly.com/

“Hi,” she said to them coming up. “Liam? I didn’t know you’d be here too.”

“When Brent told me that he saw you at the hospital, I couldn’t stay away,” Liam stood up and hugged her. Damn he smelled good. A smoky, woodsy scent that came from him and not some cologne that could be bought. “I’ve missed you.”

“If you’d really missed me then you would’ve contacted me,” Zoe refused to admit that her heart flipped. “When did you get back to town?”

“A few days ago,” Brent replied. “I’m here for a few days as a consultant for a case. But that’s not the only reason why we’re here.”

“Oh,” Zoe’s heart sank. “What’s the other reason?”

“We came for you,” Liam told her.
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Friday, August 26, 2016

'Coming In Hot'
 Author Spotlight Tour!

Today's Spotlight 
Sanctuary
by
Xandra James!
@xandrajames
Coming In Hot Paranormal & Contemporary Medical Romance Boxed Set: Paramedical meets paranormal: Shifters, Werewolves, Vampires, and More!
Paramedical meets paranormal in this steamy set filled with doctors, nurses, paramedics, shifters, werewolves, vampires, and more!
Get a dose of romance, STAT! 
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Sidney was perfect compared to me. She's a veterinarian and I'm a killer of demons. Sid saves lives and I take them, violently. It was for the best that I stayed away from her...until I couldn't any longer. Cursed to watch my mate die over and over again, my heart couldn't handle another loss. But if Sid was going to survive it this time and break the curse, she would need a miracle. And if my past experience was anything to go by, miracles were more rare than a unicorn farting a rainbow. Yeah, it was going to be a long ass day in my hellish world.
Xandra James is a British author over 30 *cough*, slightly obsessed with coffee, and definitely addicted to chocolate chip muffins. When not reading romance books, she's writing them. And she can get so far into the new worlds she's creating, that you can often find her still slobbing around her house after lunchtime with bed hair and no idea what day it is! If you want to find out more about what makes her tick, sign up for Xandra's newsletter where you'll hear all about her news, book sales, and new releases. And she'll promise you that she never talk in third person about herself again (maybe). 
Hi, it's great to be here today with you talking about my newest release, Sanctuary – available exclusively in the amazing Coming in Hot collection!

Tell us about your title featured in this set: 
Sanctuary has been in my mind for a while. Originally it was going to be a contemporary romantic suspense. But once I started writing it (which took me 5 days-including edits), I knew my main character—Alexei--was a demon assassin. Then it took on a life of its own!

Tell us something about yourself: 
I'm from the UK. I'm married with cats and my long suffering husband is very supportive of my need to write about demons and vampires and things which go bump in the night, lol.

Tell us about your writing process: 
Basically I need to write the first draft of my story as quickly as possible. I have no idea what the story is going to be and I figure it out as I'm writing. Once I have something I can work with, that's when I slow down and will fill in the gaps.

What is your favorite genre to read?: 
This is hard! I love paranormal romance and urban fantasy, but I still adore contemporary romantic comedy. There's nothing like a good belly laugh when you're reading.

What would you say is the one thing are you most passionate about?: 
Animals – apart from my husband, of course, they're the one thing I'm lost without in my life.

When you are not writing, what do you like to do?: 
I love discovering new films with my hubby. Also travelling around London doing the tourist thing and eating great food!

Where can readers connect with you? http://xandrajames.com

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Thank you so much for having me today! It's been a lot of fun. I hope you'll come and find me on social media and say hello ;)
     "Do you want some, too?" The pink punk had climbed to his feet, enraged confusion covering his ugly mug. His steel bar flew through the air toward my head and I spun away again, but before I could kick him down and retrieve my dagger from the puddle of his friend, he was on me.

     And it stunk like a train toilet after curry night.

     Its mouth opened to show two rows of lovely spiky teeth as they moved closer to my throat. Fuck. Yeah, the last thing I wanted to be was dinner to this pissed off little freak.

     I didn't like to do it, but decided to use my advantage over him. Usually my natural physical strength was enough, but when you came across a mean little fucker on steroids—a drug straight out of hell—you needed every bit of leverage you could get. So, I played dirty. If there was one thing I liked about being a demon, it was being able to use my opponent’s strengths and abilities against them. By tuning in to their fucked up psyche, I could play with their toys.

     Pink punk didn't have a lot up top—as soon as I was on his wavelength I felt dumber. Never mind, this would only take a matter of seconds... I turned his physical hold against him and pushed up, using his enhanced toughness. Pinky was astounded that I could fight back so easily. He was one of the meanest breed of fighters in the demon realm, after all. With one last push, I flung him away from me, darted over to my dagger and threw it at his throat.

     A sizzle and a bang, and it was goodbye to stinky.

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Wednesday, August 24, 2016

'Coming In Hot'
 Author Spotlight Tour!

Today's Spotlight 
Saving Reese

by
Penelope Silva!
@PenelopesBooks
Coming In Hot Paranormal & Contemporary Medical Romance Boxed Set: Paramedical meets paranormal: Shifters, Werewolves, Vampires, and More!
Paramedical meets paranormal in this steamy set filled with doctors, nurses, paramedics, shifters, werewolves, vampires, and more!
Get a dose of romance, STAT! 
Featuring NYT, USA Today, and Amazon bestselling authors, we're Coming In Hot with paranormal to contemporary, and sizzling to seductive bedside manners by the doctors, nurses, paramedics, and more in this boxed set.
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Lines are blurred when love, lust, and danger collide.


Penelope Silva is a multi-genre author. Her Fiction in all Flavors offers something for every reader. From sizzling romance to hauntingly delicious thrillers, fun & flirty contemporary romances, laugh-out-loud cozy mysteries and more, you're sure to find something to keep you up late at night.

If you're in the mood for sinfully sexy romance novels, Penelope and writing partner, Clementine Roux, have many available and plan to release more in the near future.

With so many wonderful stories in her head, it's a sure bet Penelope can be found burning the midnight oil as she writes The Whole Story, One Novel at a Time!

Hello! Thank you for this opportunity to talk about my new release Saving Reese and help my readers get to know me better:}

Tell us about your title featured in this set: 
The title Saving Reese pays homage to a certain sexy neurosurgeon I worked with many years ago. I was a first year nurse on the surgical floor and he (the doctor) had been in a horrible accident and had been assigned to me. While no sparks flew (on his end), meeting and working with him left a lasting impression.

Tell us something about yourself: 
I was born in Havana, Cuba to a musician father from Puerto Rico and Spanish flamenco dancer, my mother. I was raised in Spain but have called the US home for two decades. I now live in the suburbs of Chicago with my four children. Prior to writing full-time, I was a nurse. The first decade of my career was spent on the medical floors of hospitals. The second and last decade was spent working one-on-one with hospice patients. I loved every minute of it, the ups and downs included, but after a tough divorce (and marriage), I decided it was time to fulfill a lifetime dream and jumped into writing full-time right out the gate. Since then, many lessons have been learned, but I wouldn’t change any of it for the world.

Tell us about your writing process: 
I write early in the morning before my kids wake up and life’s distractions get in my way. I aim for a minimum word count of 2500 words daily. In order for the words to flow, I have to write with no noise whatsoever. No music. No television. No phone.

What is your favorite genre to read? 
I’m an eclectic reader. I generally am reading several books at the same time. I always have a writing craft book on hand.

What would you say is the one thing are you most passionate about? 
Learning. I love research. For some authors, research is tedious, but I absolutely love it.

When you are not writing, what do you like to do? 
I spend most days (and nights) with my kids. We talk and laugh all the time while doing any number of things, from binge-watching shows to playing tennis or jogging as a family.

If someone who hasn’t read any your books asked you to describe your story in this set (the elevator pitch!) what would you say? 
It’s the story of two people who’ve dedicated their lives to helping others at the expense of their love lives, but when their paths cross, the lines between doing what’s right and having everything they never knew they wanted are blurred.

Where can readers connect with you? 
Website: https://penelopesilvabooks.wordpress.com/

Thank you for taking the time to get to know a little about me. I can’t wait to share Saving Reese with you!

     “Well, I’ll see you then and, by the way, I’m not afraid of a little spice,” she said before blushing.

     “Neither am I,” I answered, hoping she and I were talking about the same thing.

     We locked eyes, heat permeating between us. Her eyes radiated with fire as she stepped forward. I opened my arms to welcome her back into my embrace. As our lips touched, all of the day’s worries melted away. She and I were one and nothing else mattered.

     I lifted her soft, curvy body and carried her down a small hallway in search of her bedroom.

     As I laid her down on the bed, she inhaled, lifting her full breasts up into the air.

     “Breathe,” I whispered as I positioned myself over her, hovering until she gave me a sign that she was ready.

     She extended her arms, gently massaging the back of my neck with her smooth fingers. “I’ll try to remember that,” she whispered back.

     My body writhed with heat and desire as her words sank in. “You’re so beautiful,” I hummed, feeling my body electrified by her gentle, knowing touch.

     “Hold me,” she begged.

     I wanted to do far more than hold her, but I tempered my desire, steadied my anxious hands until I knew she nor I would be able to hold back any longer. “I’m here. I’ve got you,” I whispered into her luscious locks. “I’m not going anywhere. You’re safe.”

     After a moment, I could feel her begin to relax. A gentle kiss on her cheek first, then a kiss on the neck, just below her jaw line. Her shoulders relaxed against the mattress. I moved up to her ear, taking it in between my teeth, tugging until I heard the familiar sound of pleasure escape her lips.

     Still hovering over her, the lower half of my body begged to make contact with her, I willed myself to remain in the moment, enjoy the painstaking dance in full-on pleasure. As my hands skimmed down her silken skin, my erection grew larger and more animated, pulsating like the beat of a snare drum.
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