29 Apr 2017

Interview with author John Connors

Since he moved to the small village of Rooksbourne he’s already saved the world twice. Now in the depths of a freezing winter, his school is over -run by a force which can control the ice creating dangerous creatures. Meanwhile a super evolved subterranean group emerge from underground with a plan that threatens the whole world.
Trapped and isolated can Tom and his friends overcome these dangers in time?
Or will the Spectres of Winter win?
This is the third novel in the Heart of the World series set in the village of Rooksbourne which sits above world’s elemental energy. Using an ancient rock called the Earthstone, Tom Allenby can control the elements but has much to learn as he takes on powerful figures who have their own powers.

Hi John! Can you tell us a little about your latest book.
Its set deep in wintertime and there’s threats to the main character Tom Allenby’s school. Creatures from underground, something in the basement and the increasingly mobile ice. Its a story about a group of people trapped by several dangers and how they defeat them. Plus it’s got a sabre toothed tiger in it! And Ice skeletons!!
What inspired you to write it?
I think winter is a perfect time to use for an adventure; I’ve always been fascinated by ice and the shapes it freezes in and inevitably what if those shapes came alive? There’s also themes I wanted to explore amongst the characters such as the nature of bullies and whether there can be respect between people of very different ages. One plotline has the school’s austere headmaster stuck with two pupils - Jake who used to be a bully but has changed and his best mate who has sort of taken his place.

Is it part of a series?
It’s the third book in a series though each book has a self contained story there are also ongoing plot lines that stretch across all the books. The basis is that Tom Allenby is a normal 13 year old whose parents suddenly move to a small village where he discovers all of the planet’s elemental energy runs under and he is able to control the elements using an ancient volcanic stone.

If your latest book was made into a movie, who would you like to play the main characters?
I get asked this and unfortunately I have no idea what great teenage actors exist so I don’t really know. One thing I do know is that Anton Lesser would play the headmaster and the character Malvane would have to be played by Toby Kebbell who has proved he can act under prosthetics and Malvane is very nasty indeed. And there’s a glaciologist called Dr Grace Andoh who would be played by Marianne Jean- Baptiste. If Luke Newberry were a bit younger he’d be Ollie Porter for sure.

What made you want to become an author?
Funnily enough not reading books! I’m from the tv and film generation and have done a lot of reviewing of suchlike in fanzines and later in blogs and eventually I realised I should have a go at creating something of my own. That was ten years before the first book came out! On a grander level I wanted to leave something of myself behind. Whether they become successful of not, the books will always be there. I like that thought, it keeps me writing!

Name one of your all-time favourite book covers?
What a question! I’m a huge fan of the tv show Doctor Who and in the 1970s they started publishing adaptations of the stories and the covers were done by Chris Achellios and they were stunning by any measure. My favourite is the original Daleks one. The cover of `The Spectres of Winter` is awesome too!!

Name one book that made you think 'wow'? Why did it have such an effect on you?
I was very surprised by The Dark Materials trilogy. I thought that while they were for young adults or whatever you want to call them, they also had layers that would appeal to all ages and excellent characters. I’m not claiming mine are that good but it is the level I aspire to.

Who, or what, inspires you?
My style if you want to call it that is making ordinary things extraordinary. Like in the current book I’ve done all sorts of things with ice in different ways whether it becomes walking skeletons, a huge wall, or moves etc. Just starting with something everyday and taking the reader into a place where it becomes anything but everyday.

Where is your favourite place to write?
At home on a quiet Sunday morning. If the weather outside mirrors the weather I’m writing about then it does help. I wrote the basis of this book last winter so it was easier to get into the cold vibes.

What is your favourite movie that was based on a book?
'The Perks of Being a Wallflower' blew me away; an amazing film.

Who is your favourite author (s) and why?
I’d have to be traditional and say Charles Dickens. You almost don’t need film versions, he paints such a picture with every word. More modern I’d say Philip Pulman.

If you could have a dinner party with any authors from any time in history, who would you choose and why?Obviously it would have to be Shakespeare- imagine clearing up all those academic questions!

Tell us a random fact about yourself.
I’m a really good liar. (not that the answers above are lies!)

Tell us something interesting about the area where you live.
I live five minutes walk from Penny Lane as sung about by The Beatles.

John Connors was born and lives in Liverpool in the United Kingdom and is the author of a series of novels called Heart of the World about a boy called Tom Allenby who moves to a village that sits above the world’s elemental energy.The first book Elemental was published in 2014 followed by Living Things in 2015. The Spectres of Winter published in 2016 is the third book in the series.
Visit John's Website
Twitter: @JohnConnors100

28 Apr 2017

Release Day Giveaway: Box of Hearts by Nikki Ashton

Happy release day to Nikki Ashton. BOX OF HEARTS is out now! 

Millie is unlucky in love and when her long term relationship ends like a soap opera story line, she takes drastic action. She applies for an overseas job as home school teacher on an American family Ranch and finds herself instantly attracted to Jesse-her boss. As for Jesse, well he doesn’t need her getting in his business and constantly reminding him that he neglects his daughter.
In Jesse Connor’s eyes his life would be simple if it consisted of three things. His ranch, his cattle and his horses. But it doesn’t- for one, there’s his young daughter, Adeline, who is fighting for his love and attention because he’s the only parent she has. Then there is Millie Braithwaite-that damn beautiful English woman.
Millie & Jesse are two broken souls who are both fighting against the inevitable, because they both know that this time their hearts could be shattered beyond repair.
Box of Hearts is the first book in the Connor Ranch series and tells the story of second chance love and the joy and sorrow it can bring.
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20 Apr 2017

The Truth About Love Vol 2 by Anna Bloom

The Truth About Love Vol II is out now!
Grab your copy here.

Cherry Donaldson goes through dates like some women go through coffee. So when she find herself in need of a temporary roommate, saying yes to the gorgeous guy—even if he’s not her usual type—is a bad idea. A very bad idea.
The last thing she expects is to fall into a friendship with Jared. But he makes it so easy. And before she knows it, the lines blur and his annoying habits become just a little bit charming.
Will Cherry break her own rules to take a chance on the guy she now calls a friend, or is The Truth About Love too much to bear?
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14 Apr 2017

Moments, a collection of short stories and poetry by Harmony Kent

Hello, everyone, and welcome to my 4Wills Publishing book blast release tour. Today, I’m celebrating the release of my eighth book! Moments is a collection of short stories and poetry and brings together much of my imagination that has been scattered around for a while, lols. On each of today’s seven posts, you will find a different book excerpt … enjoy!

About the book

Take a moment to delve into tales from the dark side, have fun with fantasy, dabble in dystopia, and court danger in a little science fiction.
These tales touch upon death, grieving, war, fresh starts, hope, courage, change, choices, and encouragement.
And then, after all that, you’ll find the poems.
From the lonely echoes of an empty house to the soaring heights of unexpected love and joy and learning to live as free as clouds and water.
For each of us, a moment encompasses a lifetime and, yet, passes in but the blink of an eye. In but a moment, everything can change. And in this very moment, life beckons in all its potentiality.
When the shadows fall, what will you do?


(From The Passenger)
As I approached a tight bend, I slowed the car and changed down to fourth gear. A dark bundle in the middle of the road had me pressing the brake harder, and I held my breath. Was it a body? I brought the car to a stop just a couple of feet from the … whatever it was, and let out a shaky breath.
Should I get out of the car? Was it somebody hurt? Dead? Nerves had my fingers tapping on the steering wheel while I looked all around for signs of life or any nearby dwellings. Nothing but the fields and me, though.
It seemed to take hours for me to make a decision, but in reality it could only have been a few seconds. Finally, I resolved to go and check it out. After all, I’d never forgive myself if I just drove around the bundle and later heard on the news that somebody had died of exposure or something in the middle of nowhere.
My breath frosted the air as I walked over to the thing and knelt down. A relieved sigh brushed my lips when I found it to be a refuse sack full of innocuous rubbish. Shoulders hunched, I made my way back to the car and frowned to see my door open. Had I forgotten to close it? Annoyed, I shook my head at my forgetfulness and blamed it on being so tired and jittery. Headlights from behind lit the tarmac, and I hurried back to the car, worried about being vulnerable on this deserted road.

Thanks so much for stopping by!

To buy Moments, please go to AMAZON US or AMAZON UK.

Indie Author Harmony Kent is an award winning multi-genre author. Her publications include:

• The Battle for Brisingamen (Fantasy Fiction) AIA approved
• The Glade (Mystery/Thriller) AIA Approved/BRAG Medallion Honouree / New Apple Literary Awards Official Selection Honours 2015
• Elemental Earth (YA Fantasy Fiction)
• Polish Your Prose: Essential Editing Tips for Authors (Writing/Editing) New Apple Literary Awards Top Medallist Honours 2015
• Finding Katie (Women’s Fiction)
• Slices of Soul (Contemporary Poetry)
• Interludes (Erotic Romance short stories)
• Moments (Short Stories and Poetry)

As well as being an avid reader and writer, Harmony also offers editing, proof reading, manuscript appraisal, and beta reading services. As well as reviewing and supporting her fellow indie authors, Harmony works hard to promote and protect high standards within the indie publishing arena. She is always on the look out for talent and excellence, and will freely promote any authors or books who she feels have these attributes.
For all books available from me, check out my author pages at Amazon UK and Amazon US.
Book Trailer videos: Harmony’s trailers.
My website
Twitter: @harmony_kent
My 4Wills Author Page
RWISA Author Page

The tour sponsored by 4WillsPublishing.wordpress.com.

12 Apr 2017

Death of a Cuckoo by Wendy Percival

Genre: Cosy Mystery
Series: An Esme Quentin Short Read
Release Date: 6 March 2017
Publisher: sBooks

A letter. A photograph. A devastating truth.
When Gina Vincent receives a letter of condolence from a stranger following her mother’s death, a photograph slipped inside reveals a disturbing truth – everything she’s ever known is based on a lie. Shocked and disorientated, she engages genealogy detective Esme Quentin to help search for answers.
The trail leads to an isolated and abandoned property on the edge of Exmoor, once the home of a strict Victorian institution called The House of Mercy and its enigmatic founder, whose influence seems to linger still in the fabric of the derelict building.
As they dig deeper, Esme realises that the house itself hides a dark and chilling secret, one which must be exposed to unravel the mystery behind Gina’s past.
But someone is intent on keeping the secret hidden. Whatever it takes.

I ran down the steps and squeezed my way down the slim passage. In the recess was a narrow door but it didn’t match the faded, peeling paint of the remainder of the house’s decoration. It was brighter, as though it had been protected from the elements. As I stepped closer, I realised that’s exactly what had happened. Under my feet were pieces of broken planking. Until very recently, this doorway had been covered by a decorative panel and disguised. So who had uncovered it? It couldn’t have been there at the viewing.

Wendy Percival was born in the West Midlands and brought up in the Worcestershire countryside. After training as a primary school teacher she moved to North Devon in 1980 to take up her first teaching post and remained in teaching for 20 years.
An impulse buy of Writing Magazine inspired her to start writing seriously. She won Writing Magazine’s Summer Ghost Story competition in 2002 and had a short story published in The People’s Friend before focusing on full length fiction.
The time honoured ‘box of old documents in the attic’ stirred her interest in genealogy and became the inspiration for the Esme Quentin mystery novels Blood-Tied and The Indelible Stain. She is currently working on the third in the series, where the clandestine past of the Second World War provides the secret world into which Esme must delve to uncover the truth.
When she’s not writing fiction, Wendy conducts her own family history research, sharing her finds on her blog.
Wendy lives in a Devon thatched cottage beside a 13th century church with her husband and a particularly talkative cat.
You can find more on her website.
Goodreads Author Page

8 Apr 2017

Queen of Emeralds by Kelsey McKnight

Queen of Emeralds
Kelsey McKnight
Published by: Limitless Publishing
Publication date: April 4th 2017
Genres: Adult, Historical
British heiress Charlotte Holloway never had any interest in marrying…
However, a woman in Victorian England spends her life in the control of men, making finding a husband necessary. Fearing his daughter losing everything when he dies, Charlotte’s father forces a match with an old friend, Richard Howard. But Richard is much more interested in an heir than a wife, and will do anything to continue his bloodline.
Beaten and battered, Charlotte sees no way out of the union…
Then the handsome Scottish laird Conner MacLeod crashes the social scene. He sets her body on fire with a mere touch, but he has a bad reputation of leaving a string of women in his wake. Nonetheless, when Conner offers his emerald queen sanctuary in his Highland castle, Charlotte flees with him into the night, escaping her marriage. But those who wish to trap her are never far behind.
The Highlands give her hope, but fill her life with new perils…
She and Conner begin growing closer, although the shadows of his former relationships haunt her. Still, the magnetic forces that pull them together are making it harder for her to stay away. And just as Charlotte is beginning to settle into her life, she learns someone wants her gone for good and will do so…by any means necessary.
When Charlotte escapes one marriage only to find herself on the cusp of another, will she ever be free?
When Penelope was whirled away for a dance by some lord’s youngest son, Charlotte took the opportunity to slip away from the crush and make a hasty exit out to a balcony door. Her head had begun to spin and she feared she might be sick from the drink if she couldn’t get out of the stifling crowd. The balcony was large and its stone railing wrapped around most of the lavish building her father owned. The new electric streetlights illuminated the foggy London streets with a dim yellow glow. The large glass doors that led inside did surprisingly much to mute the loud music and Charlotte was grateful for the cold winter breeze and bit of privacy the balcony offered.
She pulled off the long white gloves she wore and leaned against the railing, inhaling large gulps of fresh air. “How I wish this was all over,” she whispered to the empty streets.
“How can ye wish your own party to be done?” A deep voice asked from the most shadowed of corners.
Charlotte turned around, her light purple skirts flying with the quick motion. “Who’s there?”
A tall man stepped from the darkened place where he had sat on a stone bench. His loose blond hair brushed his shoulders and his blue eyes seemed to flash brightly in the dark. He wore a black military jacket and a sharp yellow and black kilt that looped about his shoulder and was fastened with a silver and emerald pin. Traditional high socks covered his strong legs. A short sword was fastened to his hip by a rugged leather belt and his hand lay casually on its silver hilt. “Conner MacLeod. Chief o’ the MacLeod clan.”
“Charlotte Holloway, daughter of the Duke of Glenwood,” Charlotte answered, stunned by the strange dress and deep Scottish lilt. She wasn’t sure where he had come from, as he certainly would have stood out in the crowd of morning coats and ball gowns. She tried to advert her eyes from the bare swatch of leg that showed between his socks and kilt but could hardly bring herself to look away.
“I know who ye are, of course. This entire party is in your honor. But, I must ask…why do ye wish it over so soon?”
“I’m not much for balls.”
“A pretty lass like you? How can ye no’ be much for balls?” His lips curled in a mischievous smirk. “Do you not like the pomp and circumstance?”
Charlotte felt her cheeks grow warm and she wasn’t sure if it was from the drink or the way the Scotsman looked at her from under his dark lashes. All the same, she sensed in him a kindred spirits of sorts. “I’m not much for society at all. I’d rather be out riding or reading a good book than be stuffed in this dress meeting every eligible bachelor in the city.”
He laughed deeply. “I admire your honesty. Not many lasses are willin’ to admit when a party does no’ suit them.”
“I assume the party doesn’t suit you much either?”
“Not much. Us Scots have been tryin’ to be more respected in our own right. One o’ the ways to do that is to spend a bit o’ time with the English. Make them see we’re not all barbarians.”
“Ah, fraternizing with the enemy?” Charlotte could almost hear Penelope chastising her for speaking so familiarly to a man, and about politics at that!
“Ye could say that.” He brushed his hands through his hair and leaned against the railing beside her, looking over the side. “Ye aren’t cold out here in the night air?”
“No, I rather like being outside no matter what the weather is.” She took another deep breath. “Besides, I do think I drank a bit too much punch.”
“And danced with a few too many borin’ men, most like.”
She giggled, despite being told a hundred times by Abigail that it was very unladylike to do so without shielding your face with a fan. “I suppose that might have something to do with it. But, that’s the job of a duke’s daughter.”
Conner stepped toward her and extended his hand. “Well, since we are both trapped at this comin’ out party, we may as well have a bit o’ fun. Fancy a dance, Lady Glenwood?”
Charlotte took his rough, warm hand in her own. His palms were worn, much unlike those of English gentlemen with their silky smooth hands kept clean in powdered gloves. This man was obviously used to physical activity and hard work. She kept their hands together before remembering she had removed her gloves and left them on the railing. “Oh, I’m sorry!” She pulled away from his grasp before slipping her fingers inside her gloves once more.
“You ladies and your gloves. Scared o’ touchin’ anythin’ without a barrier o’ silk?” he teased.
“I hate them, personally. However, one must play the part at times.”
“And what part are ye playin’?”
“The part of a dutiful daughter.”
“Then it looks to me that you are doin’ a right fine job.” He offered his arm, which she gladly took. “Now, my lady, let’s go have us a dance.”
The room hushed slightly as Charlotte entered on Chief Conner MacLeod’s arm. Penelope watched, wide-eyed, as the couple began a lively waltz with the other colorful pairs of dancing guests. Conner was an animated dancer and whirled Charlotte around the floor with surprising ease for someone as rugged as he. She was enjoying herself so greatly that she hardly notice the strange looks some of the guests gave them, nor the look of disapproval on Abigail’s tightly pinched face.
His hands clutched her closely, perhaps closer than was really appropriate. He grinned with the self-confidence that only good-looking men rightly had and gazed at Charlotte with true merriment in his sapphire eyes. Conner didn’t attempt the usual small talk that most men would try during a dance, but just let their mutual joy at having a fine partner fill in the silence between them.
“What a crowd,” Conner whispered into her ear as the music winded down and the dancing couples slowed to a halt. “Ye would think they’d never seen a pair o’ dancers before.”
Charlotte felt a chill go up her spine that she tried to ignore. “I suppose your appearance has caused quite the titter. I must say, we do not see very many Scottish Lords and it always is the surprise.”
“I suppose the man approachin’ us would agree with ye.”
“I am here to collect my dance.” Richard Howard’s monotone voice greeted Charlotte’s back.
Conner dipped a short bow and lightly kissed Charlotte’s hand. Even through the silk of her glove, she felt the heat of his mouth on her skin. “A pleasure, my lady.”
Charlotte blushed again and felt bold enough to ask, “If you stay longer, perhaps we might dance again?”
“Perhaps,” he answered smoothly as he backed away into the crowd. “Perhaps.”

Author Bio:
Kelsey McKnight is a university-educated historian from southern New Jersey. She has married her great loves of romance, history, and literature to create her newly finished works. Her first books, "The Scottish Stone Series", are coming in April of 2017 by Limitless Publishing. Book one is titled "Queen of Emeralds", and is available now. "The Scottish Stone Series" take readers on a journey through the bustling streets of Victorian London and into the lush hills of the Scottish Highlands. Her second book, a contemporary romance titled "The Non-Disclosure Agreement", will also be available in May of 2017 and feature a bad boy politician and the small town girl that could change his ways. When she’s not writing, Kelsey can be found reading, drinking too much coffee, spending time with her family, and working on two nonprofits.


7 Apr 2017

Shopping for a Billionaire’s Fiancee by Julia Kent

Shopping for a Billionaire’s Fiancee
Julia Kent
(Shopping for a Billionaire #6)
Publication date: February 26th 2015
Genres: Comedy, New Adult, Romance
All of our best dates end up in the emergency room….
I planned the perfect proposal. Plenty of lobster, caviar, champagne and–her favorite–tiramisu. The perfect setting. The perfect woman. The perfect everything.
Dad gave me my late mother’s engagement ring, platinum and diamonds galore. Shannon wouldn’t care if I slid a giant hard-candy ring on her finger instead of a three-carat diamond designed to impress. But my future mother-in-law, Marie, will pass out when she sets eyes on that rock, which will give us two minutes of blessed silence. That woman talks more than Kim Kardashian flashes her naked backside on the internet.
I was going to make it perfect, from the color of the tablecloth to the freshness of the roses. And it was perfect.
Until Shannon swallowed the ring.
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Shannon has a key to my place, and as I walk in the door I see candlelight. Flickering flame is to a man what Ben & Jerry’s is to a woman.
A sign of a sure thing.
“Shannon?” I call out, following the disorganized scatter of lit candles in the living room. Shadows dance on the wall in my hallway, and I round the corner to my bedroom to find her, spread out on my bed, wearing garters, stockings, the red corset, and—
She’s asleep.
That’s okay. I can work with asleep.
I can’t work with absent.
You’d be surprised how fast a man can undress when under the complete control of testicles so full they look like a case of mumps. I’m out of my clothes in seventeen seconds or so (who’s counting?) and on the bed, my hands taking in her prone body. I’m allowed to touch. We have an unwritten rule. It goes something like this:
Touch Shannon.
It’s a simple rule.
Her skin is so soft, my fingers scraping against the rolling contour of her inner thigh, from knee to heaven. The whorls of ridges on my fingertips feel like raw sandpaper against her porcelain flesh. My breathing slows, eyes adjusting to the dim light, taking in her body. How did I ever get so lucky?
From Toilet Girl to Mrs. McCormick in eighteen months.

Author Bio:
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire). She lives in New England with her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down

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