Showing posts with label New Release. Show all posts
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Tuesday, March 27, 2018

Release Tour - A Riesling to Die by J.C. Eaton


A Riesling to Die
by J.C. Eaton
Series: The Wine Trail Mysteries, #1
Genre: Cozy Mystery
Release Date: March 27, 2018

Tuesday, February 6, 2018

Release Tour - Ace of Spades by Sandra Owens


Ace of Spades
by Sandra Owens
Series: Aces & Eights, #3
Genre: Contemporary Romantic Suspense
Publisher:  Montlake Romance
Release Date: February 6, 218



Two FBI agents struggle with desire in the shadow of a killer, in the third installment of Aces & Eights.

Nate Gentry has been a rock for his two younger brothers since the day their mom walked out and left them with their abusive father. Now that they’ve grown up, he’s watched Alex and Court fall in love and settle down. But Nate isn’t made for romance. He keeps his relationships casual. And getting casual with his partner is a fantasy he can’t shake…

Taylor Collins has feelings for Nate, too—and though they run hot, her best friend on the team is strictly off limits. Until a spark in his eyes says, Go for it. But reaching out could prove to be a bad move now that they’re working closer together than ever, and on the most dangerous case of their careers.

An investigation into a brutal series of murders is stirring up bad memories for Taylor, and neither she nor Nate can imagine how close to home it’s going to hit. When it does, Nate will risk everything—including his heart—to keep Taylor safe.


Taylor was trained to observe, and observe she did. Why else would he be squirming in his chair if she weren’t making him hot and bothered? She swallowed a smile. “Just putting it out there. If you were like any other man, I could be all coy”—she fluttered her eyelashes—“and girlie.” Ah, the ghost of a smile, there and then gone, flitted across his face.

“Please don’t ever go all girlie on me.”

“I wouldn’t know how if my life depended on it. Give me one good reason we shouldn’t give in to this thing between us? And don’t say you’re afraid of screwing up our friendship.” She believed that was a part of it, but there was more to his reticence than that.

“Isn’t that a good enough reason? It’s one you should be worried about.”

“But I’m not. It’s chemistry, Nate, nothing more. We’re consenting adults, intelligent, and all that. There’s no reason we can’t enjoy each other for however long we want and still be friends when it’s over.” And yes, she was saying what she thought he wanted to hear. If she told him she loved him, he’d probably ask for a transfer to the other side of the world. She waited, watching him spin his beer bottle, sensing that she was finally going to find out why he’d always held back.

He lifted his eyes to hers. “What if you fall in love with me? I’ll never marry, and I won’t ever change my mind about that.”

“Not a problem, but why not? What if you do eventually meet someone and fall in love?” And that would kill her.

“I won’t.” He stared at her with the kind of intensity that was so him. “When you say not a problem, how can you know that for sure?”

She didn’t. “I’m not looking for a ring on my finger. There’s too much on my plate as it is what with my job and the girls. The last thing I need is a man wanting me to take care of him, too. Or, God forbid, trying to tell me what to do.”

“And you think I would?”

No, he was a man who wouldn’t make those kinds of demands from her. He was also the one man she thought she could love for the rest of her life. But she’d cut her tongue out before ever admitting that to him.

“I don’t intend to find out whether you would or not since I’ll never give you that kind of power over me.” He still hadn’t explained why he was so adamant that he’d never marry, but she’d drop it for now. “So, what do you say?” She reached across the table and trailed her finger over his arm. “Are we going to do it or not?”

He laughed. Actually freaking laughed. She felt like she’d just won the lottery, but she didn’t make a big deal over it. Knowing Nate, if she did, he’d never laugh again. Her heart pounded as she waited for his answer. She hadn’t intended to push the issue tonight, but she only had so much patience. If he said no, it would be the last time she’d ask. If nothing else, she had her pride.

“Well?”

Without answering, he pulled a twenty out of his wallet, dropped the money on the table, and then grabbed her hand, tugging her up with him. Mere seconds later, they were outside. He kept walking, not saying a word, and even with her long legs, she had to jog to keep up with him. She figured one of two things were about to happen. First option, he was going to put her in her car, tell her to stop asking to have sex with him, and then send her on her way. What she hoped would happen was that he’d finally caved.

When they reached her car, he backed her against the door, put his hands on the roof, caging her in, and said, “I give up.”

Then his mouth came down on hers. Like the first two times he’d kissed her, this one was possessive, demanding, and hungry. But so much more, as if now that he’d agreed to this, he was all in. He tasted like malt beer and wintergreen. Tangy and delicious.

Her legs lost the will to hold her up, only the car at her back and Nate pressed against her front keeping her on her feet. When he pulled away, she growled in displeasure, and another ghost smile curled his lips, gone as fast as it had appeared.

“Go home, Taylor.”

What? “But I thought—”




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A best selling, award-winning author, Sandra Owens lives in the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina. Her family and friends often question her sanity, but have ceased being surprised by what she might get up to next. She’s jumped out of a plane, flown in an aerobatic plane while the pilot performed thrilling stunts, has flown Air Combat (two fighter planes dogfighting, pretending to shoot at each other with laser guns), and rode a Harley motorcycle for years. She regrets nothing.

Sandra is a member of Romance Writers of America’s Honor Roll and a 2013 Golden Heart® Finalist for her contemporary romance, CRAZY FOR HER. In addition to her contemporary romantic suspense novels, she writes Regency stories.





Monday, January 15, 2018

Release Tour - Scoring With the Wrong Twin by Naima Simone


Scoring With the Wrong Twin
by Naima Simone
Series: WAGS, #1
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Release Date: January 15, 2018

Tuesday, October 24, 2017

Thursday, October 19, 2017

Release Tour - The Redemption of Emma Devine by Nancee Cain


The Redemption of Emma Devine
by Nancee Cain
Series: Pine Bluff, #2
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer:  Shannon Lumetta
Photographer:  Chantell Reid
Release Date: October 19, 2017

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Release Tour - Mr. Taken by Danica Winters


Mr. Taken
by Danica Winters
Series: Mystery Christmas, #3
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Paperback Release Date: October 17, 2017
Digital Release Date: November 1, 2017

Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Release Tour - Ms. Calculation by Danica Winters


Ms. Calculation
by Danica Winters
Series: Mystery Christmas, #1
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Paperback Release Date: August 22, 2017
Digital Release Date: September 1, 2017

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

New Release - King of Clubs by Sandra Owens


King of Clubs
by Sandra Owens
Series: Aces & Eights, #2
Genre: Contemporary Romantic Suspense
Publisher:  Montlake Romance
Release Date: June 27, 2017

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Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Release Tour - Occult and Battery by Lena Gregory


Occult and Battery
by Lena Gregory
Series: Bay Island Psychic Mystery, #2
Genre: Cozy Mystery
Publisher:  Berkley
Release Date: April 4, 2017

Sunday, April 2, 2017

New Release - Murder by Munchausen by M.T. Bass


Murder by Munchausen
by M.T. Bass
Series: Murder by Munchausen Mysteries, #1
Genre: Mystery, Thriller & Suspense, Sci-Fi, TechnoThriller
Publisher:  Electron Alley Publications
Release Date: April 2, 2017



Artificial Intelligence? Fuhgeddaboudit!

Artificial Evil has a name…Munchausen.

When androids are reprogrammed into hit men, detectives of the Artificial Crimes Unit repo the AnSub and track down the hackers. Partners Jake and EC's case of an "extra-judicial" divorce settlement takes a nasty turn with DNA from a hundred-year-old murder in Boston and a signature that harkens back to the very first serial killer ever in London.



The abandoned building in the Warehouse District was dark and cold. I didn’t have glass on the AnSub, but we were picking up an RFI signature that was an eighty percent match to the A-VIN profile. My Smith & Wesson eM&P was out and humming in my hand, ready for me to take a shot. Behind us the SWAT team was spreading out into position to monitor our visual feed from outside so they wouldn’t jam the ambient signals with their tac gear. We went passive on our glass as soon as we entered the building.

I looked over at EC, my partner, pressed against the far wall covering the left side of the industrial cavern, which was piled high with discarded junk—desks, chairs, pallets of boxed materials and strange hulking machines that no doubt once fabricated some kind of pieces-parts necessary for the stuff consumers once found they absolutely-positively could not live without in their daily drone lives—all collected from businesses that absolutely-positively no longer existed. The quiet was oppressive and haunting. We both strained for an aural clue to the location of our quarry, since the electronic intel was still too weak to pinpoint within the building.

We slowly wove around the junk, deeper and deeper into the room. I led. EC followed, constantly adjusting the ePD scanning app to search and map the room. I muted the tactical channels and stripped most of the data from my view to let him work the tech and comm. It’s too distracting. I needed to maintain focus. I needed to be able to react.

This particular Android Subject apparently went off the rails and killed a luckless pedestrian on his way to a bodega for some iced tea or bottled water to quench his thirst. A one-in-a-million occurrence, but every so often it still happens. Anyone who believes technology is infallible is a fool. The incident didn’t appear all that nefarious when first reported, but shortly thereafter the Atlas data stream went dark and patrol called our unit in. It quickly became obvious we were dealing with a malware hit, not a malfunction. The luckless pedestrian was actually not so luckless, being on what appeared to be the winning side of a particularly nasty termination suit with his ex, who we suspected had outsourced the final settlement to extra-judicial parties.

It might not make sense, but the beloved Media tags it “Murder by Munchausen.” For a price, there are hackers out there who will reprogram a synthoid to do your dirty work. The bad news: no fingerprints or DNA left at the crime scene. The good news—at least for us—is that they’re like missiles: once they hit their target, they’re usually as harmless as empty brass. The trick is to get them before they melt down their core OS data, so you can get the unit into forensics for analysis and, hopefully, an arrest.

EC’s scanner returned a hard ping. His quick double blink put his cross-hairs up on my lens and I followed his eye line to the northwest corner of the building. I swept my eyes up and down to acknowledge and we slowly headed in that direction. As we moved, the RF signal narrowed and confirmed bogey lock with a low growl in my ear buds. EC swung out from the left and unshouldered his shotgun. Good old-fashioned blast power often came in handy to buy some time. Like I said, usually they’re harmless, but usually just ain’t good enough odds for me…


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M.T. Bass is a scribbler of fiction who holds fast to the notion that while victors may get to write history, novelists get to write/right reality. He lives, writes, flies and makes music in Mudcat Falls, USA.

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