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Audiobook Blog Tour + Review: Home Economics for Girls by J.P. Wright

Author: J.P. Wright

Narrators: Claire M. James

Length: 7 hours 30 minutes

Publisher: J.P. Wright

Released: Dec. 12, 2016

Genre: Humor

Here is a country house murder mystery of sorts, for daughters and their mothers, and anyone else who wants to learn the correct way to eat a scone.

 

Violet has to prepare for her Home Economics assessment, but with a house full of guests and a lunatic sister playing detective, how will she ever get it done? And if the dog did not destroy her mother’s cake, who did? Did she really see someone lurking down at the gatehouse? Which one is the bay tree, and what does nutmeg look like anyway? Should self-confessed teachers be allowed out into society?

 

All these questions must be answered before the weekend is over.

JP Wright lives in the south of England. Between the demands of his day-job, his duties as amanuensis to the Tickham girls, digging his garden, cycling, running and spending time with his own beautiful girls, he sometimes finds time to write for himself.

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Narrator Bio

I am UK based London trained actress who now focuses on audiobook narration, writing and voice-over work. My natural accent is RP, but I can also meander happily around the British Isles. I have lived in Australia, so can give it a go…but I’m not native by any means! And let’s not forget that any English person worth their salt can fling a few phrases around in a Southern American Drawl.

Y’all have a good day now, y’all.

I’m always happy to hear from authors, producers, readers and listeners!

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Doors to the stairs and hallway duly slammed, I hurled myself in a fine fury through the back door into the kitchen garden — and there I saw it. The victim, below the window, obviously having fallen or been pushed, lying amongst the parsley, in the cool shade. The distance over which the remains were spread was dramatic; the damage was clearly irreparable. My first reaction was one of horror. Marcus was there, hunched over the remains, snufflilng and slobbering. My second reaction was of hilarity. There was something gloriously chaotic about the scattering of the pieces, light and dark against the green of the parsley, an occasional cherry-red spot nestled here and there. The thought of the teetering, the toppling, the separation in midair and the crashing fall and explosion on impact, the whole slapstick nature of it, was irresistible. I leaned on the door-frame and laughed. In case I seem heartless, or a little sick, let me hasten to explain: Marcus is a dog; the victim, only a cake.

 

Being a child is hard, but growing up with a little sister can be downright annoyingly frustrating. J.P. Wright has a humorous, whodunit story…chalked full of sibling rivalry, child detectives, and mystery. The drama that unfolds within these pages will have readers laughing and shaking their heads in a knowing fashion.

 

Violet Tickham comes across a violent crime at the start of the book; someone has destroyed her mother’s decadent and infamous Chocolate Cake! With only Marcus, their dog at the scene of the crime, her younger sister Tabitha comes in at that moment to suspect her of foul play. Now, with guests coming over for their mother’s murder mystery party, a house full of guests may deter them from their important task. Violet has a Home Economics dish to make, which she has no idea where to find some of the ingredients and doesn’t let her mother know about the assignment until much too late…all because of her having to watch her snooty, little sister! Tabitha has designated herself detective on the case! She secretly knows that her sister didn’t do it, but likes to goad her into thinking she did for the pure enjoyment of getting under her sister’s skin. She is determined to find out who did destroy the cake and get to the bottom of the mystery once and for all.

 

Wright has an interesting take on murder mystery, while the narrator was very entertaining and brought a lot of life to the story. This is classified as a cozy, but does have a somewhat satirical sentiment, based on the thoughts and emphasis of two young sisters. The pace is very quick and the vocal portrayal is superb. If you are a reader of cozy mystery and satire, you may want to try this one out.

 

A copy of this audiobook was provided to Turning Another Page by Audiobookworm Promotions, but this in no way affects our honest opinion of the book or the review that has been written. We provide a four-star rating for Home Economics for Girls or the Tabitha Tickham and the Cake Crisis by J.P. Wright, narrated  by Claire M James.

 

Q&A with Author J.P. Wright
  • Was a possible audiobook recording something you were conscious of while writing?
    • It was not something I considered at all at that stage. Now, having had the experience of hearing someone else perform my words, I am writing the next one with that possibility in mind. I think it will improve my writing: seeking clarity and beauty in sound might lead me to clarity and beauty on the page.
  • How closely did you work with your narrator before and during the recording process? Did you give them any pronunciation tips or special insight into the characters?
    • I think I gave brief notes on the two girls, but very little else. I trusted in the brilliance of the writing <ahem> or the skill of the narrator.
  • Is there a particular part of this story that you feel is more resonating in the audiobook performance than in the book format?
    • I love listening to the dialogue. The minor characters have more distinctive voices in the audiobook, and now in my mind too, having heard it.
  • If you had the power to time travel, would you use it? If yes, when and where would you go?
    • Would time spent travelling be time lost from where I am now? In that case, no I’d not go. Too much to do here.
  • What do you say to those who view listening to audiobooks as “cheating” or as inferior to “real reading”?
    • After the age of five or six, reading is not about practising the mechanics of getting the words from page to tongue, but about engaging the imagination, considering the suggestions the author might be making about life, entering imagined worlds. These can be done as well by careful listening as by careful reading.
  • How did you celebrate after finishing this novel?
    • I’ll tell you when I’m sure it’s finished.
  • What bits of advice would you give to aspiring authors?
    • “Are you sure the world needs your dreary teen vampires?”
  • Do you have any tips for authors going through the process of turning their books into audiobooks?
    • Read it aloud yourself first – or get your computer to do it. Better to find errors or awkward phrasing then, rather than ask your narrator to re-record.
  • What’s next for you?
    • I’m nearing the end of ‘French for Girls’, and have a half-completed draft of ‘Biology ..’ waiting to be taken back up. There will be a lot of polishing before I can consider getting those caterpillars transformed into audio butterflies.

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J.P. Wright’s Top 10 Perks of Being An Author
  1. The freedom and requirement to explore ideas: having to present them for others forces me to consider carefully and explore deeply what I am trying to say..
  2. It’s a good excuse to be talking to yourself.
  3. Venting, revenge, redress of past wrongs.
  4. Reading other books is ‘research’, ditto staring out of the window, watching the clouds, browsing dictionaries, listening to rivers, sitting in cafes listening in.
  5. Have you been out there lately? Better stay inside and write.
  6. Travelling without leaving my comfy chair.
  7. I can drink coffee at the same time; wine, I have found less helpful.
  8. They say material poverty is good for your soul.
  9. Every now and then, an idea or a phrase appears at the tip of the pen or the point of the cursor, that surprises and delights me.
  10. Somewhere out there there will be a reader or a listener who comes across the collection of words I spent so much time choosing and arranging carefully in order, and thinks ‘Yes, that is how it is.’

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Book Tour: All of the Rogers by Erin Lockwood

All of the Rogers
by Erin Lockwood
Genre: YA Psychological Romance
“How can you love someone so much and need space from them at  the same time?”
My alarm goes off at four am. It takes an hour to get to the studio, and then my ballet training begins. I go to school for a few hours, and then it’s back to the studio for more training. Go to bed. Repeat the whole process the next day.
I hate it.
My time at school is a blur, except for biology. I don’t rush through that class, because I get to see Roger Byrnes. He probably doesn’t even know I exist, but my heart beats a little faster when I see him walk through the classroom door with his messy hair and carefree attitude. He has so much energy. But then he stares off into the distance, and I wonder what he’s thinking. It’s the highlight of my day.
I wish I could quit ballet so I could be a normal teenager. Someone who Roger would want to be with. I could use some excitement in my life…I bet Roger could give that to me.
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Roger keeps running with me screaming over his shoulder, and I’m getting seriously worried he’s not going to slow down when he reaches the ice-cold Pacific Ocean. I can feel the freezing wet splashes on my legs, and as he runs into deeper water, some of the splashes reach up to my face. I’ve been playfully kicking and screaming for him to put me down, but now, I’m gripping his upper back, not wanting him to lower me at all. Don’t let the turquoise water of Carmel fool you; it’s damn cold, even in the summer. Girls wear bikinis on the beach, and surfers wear wetsuits all year-round. Even I know that.

 

“You broke a promise,” he says while his arm grabs me from over his shoulder and moves me down. The muscles in my legs bulge, and I clench them around his upper body, holding myself high up on his shoulder.

 

“What are you? A cat?” he says, confused, as he tries to figure out what I’m doing with my body.

 

I grab on to his head and use it as leverage to clench my thighs together over his other shoulder. “I never broke a promise,” I say, unashamed. The only emotion going through me right now is fear of going into the ice cold water. “I never promised to call you.”

 

“Oh, that hurts my feelings,” he says dramatically. He reaches up and tries one more time to pull me off of him, but I’m too strong.

 

“How the hell are you stronger than me?” he exclaims, clearly frustrated that he’s tried twice to throw me in the water with no success. All he’s been able to do is make me slip down his body a little. My one leg is still draped over his shoulder, and the other is wrapped around his back, holding on for dear life. My face has moved from over his head to right in front of his nose.

 

“Ballerinas are a lot stronger than you think,” I say with a calm, even breath. I’ve never kissed a boy before, and right now, I’m staring at one’s lips. They’re so full and colorful; they look as if they’re full of fruit punch. I wonder what it would taste like and feel like. If I just move my head a few inches closer…

 

“Maybe so,” he says, matching my even breath. “You might be stronger than me, but I’m more clever.” He spreads his arms out, as if he’s going to give someone a huge hug, and slowly, his body weight shifts back.

 

“No, no, no, no, no!” I scream once I realize there’s no stopping him from falling back into the water.

Erin Lockwood grew up in Castro Valley, California and attended the University of Oregon, where she graduated in 2003 with a degree in journalism. From there she moved to Denver and spent the next seven years searching for the love of her life and building the family of her dreams.
It wasn’t long until, with children starting preschool and more time on her hands, Erin refocused on her career, beginning with a successful entry into the world of residential real estate as a Realtor. Free time was spent reading book after book (and binge-watching the subsequent films) in the New Adult genre. Feeling hopelessly in love with her husband, she wrote him a short story leading up to their fifth wedding anniversary. That’s when she discovered her tireless passion to share her experience of falling in love through fictional characters. That story evolved into the first novel in the Angles trilogy.
Erin still lives in Denver, Colorado with her husband, Phil, and their three children.
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Book Tour: Seth by Crimson Syn

Seth
A Hell’s Lovers MC Romance #5
by Crimson Syn
Genre: Adult MC Romance

I didn’t expect to cross paths with Ciara Morton.

Her innocent beauty literally knocked me to my knees.

I’d never met a woman like her.

She’s smart to stay away from me.

I like my sex rough and dirty and I don’t believe in love.

But she’s slowly seeping into my bones,

And the more she rejects me, the greedier I get.

She should stay away, before I lose all sense of control.

 

Seth Scardino is all sinewy muscles and rough attitude.

He’s the type of man who takes without asking permission.

From the first moment I saw him, I knew he would be my weakness.

He controls me in every way possible,

But I’ll never admit it.

If I do, he’ll know I’ll let him take me completely,

And I don’t think I’ll be able to let him go if he does.

Wolf
A Hell’s Lovers MC Romance #1
Grayson
A Hell’s Lovers MC Romance #2
Riggs
A Hell’s Lovers MC Romance #3
Cain
A Hell’s Lovers MC Romance #4

My name is Crimson Syn, not really, but what fun is it to use my real name. Instead I’ll use my inner goddess’ name, it’s much more fun that way. I grew up in New York City where I had a wonderful education, loving parents and awesome friends. What more could a girl ask for?

I started writing at the age of sixteen. The first romance I read was Stephanie Laurens’ Devil’s Bride. Since then I have been influenced by dozens of flourishing romance authors and even more dashing and daring rogues. I must say it, but Fifty Shades was not my first erotic romance, nor did it influence me to start writing them. If you’ve never read Mary Balogh, Elizabeth Hoyt, Lisa Kleypas, Bertrice Small or A.N. Roquelaure’s Sleeping Beauty trilogy, then you’re missing out. Those were my sweet introductions to erotic romance, and boy were they hot.

So here I am, after reading so many wonderful stories, I have too many sinful tales of my own not to share. I like my alphas rough and possessive, and I have no shame in saying it or writing it. I had delightfully wicked teachers growing up, their books took me to new worlds and brought me new loves. So, I want to do the same for you. I want to indulge my readers in those steamy reads that will send them into the arms of dangerous alphas and deliciously sexy rogues, without leaving the confines of their nice warm bed. If I am able to entice your inner goddesses, then I have done my job and I am satisfied.

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Book Tour: The Four Worlds Series by Angela J Ford

The Five Warriors
The Four Worlds Series Book 1
by Angela J. Ford
Genre: Epic Dark Fantasy
“The characters were well-written and well-developed, the story was clear
and enjoyable without being predictable, and there were a couple of
evenings I stayed up later than I intended just so I could get to the
end of a chapter. If you’re a fantasy fan, you’re going to LOVE
this!” —Amazon review

The
What if…
your best friend started a rebellion in the middle of a war?
your lover awakened a deep evil and helped it grow?
your people were too cowardly to face a battle?
you stole an ancient power source?
you gambled with the fate of the world?
Join five powerful warriors each with a unique ability and magical
weapons. Their quest is to discover where the transformed creatures
are coming from and put a stop to it.
Along the way they run into treacherous immortals, sea monsters,
powerful beasts of the air and talking animals.
Each has their own reasoning for joining the quest, but one carries a
deadly secret which just might be the destruction of them all.
“Angela’s imagination has brought these characters to life and the
worlds they live in.”
Amazon review
The Blended Ones
The Four Worlds Series Book 2
Over 100 years after The Five Warriors saved the Western World, the
Blended Ones have become a curse in the Eastern World. Beware the
Blended Ones…

Phyllis and her 17 year old twin sister, Ilieus are Blended Ones. But Ilieus
suffers from visions of darkness she is unable to discern. Forsaken
by their parents the two cross the country in search of the Order of
the Wise for help.
Cuthan the Charmer is mischievous enough to change anyone’s mind with a
smile and a wink. Born into a family of treasure hunters, he s
searching for the key to unlocking his dormant powers.
Pharengon the Horse Lord was born to be King. Young and inexperienced he
seeks a weapon to turn the tide of the war in his favor. But when his very
own army betrays him, he will have to turn to the Lost Ones for assistance.
Caught in the fate of the Eastern World the youths destinies become twisted
together in a frightful quest that will change the course of time. In
the midst of their whirlwind adventure, they discover love, loss, and
uncover the truth about who and what is behind the chaotic, spiraling
events in the Eastern World.
This can be read as a stand alone novel
Eliesmore and the Green Stone
The Four Worlds Series Book 3
Changers have arisen, wreaking havoc as they harvest the world, searching
for the Green Stone. The South World sinks in despair, holding its
breath, waiting for the One.

Eliesmore is a Blended One, growing up on the edge of the forest of the
creatures of the wood. Young, headstrong, and inspired by magical
rituals, he spends his time between his overprotective mother and
sneaking out to dance with the wild things.
His courage is tested when Eliesmore discovers that he is the One who is
meant to save the Four Worlds from the Changers. Unwilling to accept
his fate, he turns his back on the prophecy and the futile quest to
dissolve the Green Stone.
But Eliesmore will soon learn he cannot escape his destiny. Beset by
creatures of the deep and hunted by servants of the Changers,
Eliesmore finds his task will test the loyalty of his companions and
help him answer the ultimate question:
Can he trust the immortals – or are they the reason the Changers
have come to power?
Myran
A Tale of the Four Worlds
Darkness has fallen in the South World, a land ruled by forces of evil and
dark powers. Those who would resist live in hiding, hoping for the
prophecy concerning the One to come true.
Born into a shadowed world Myran experiences her first loss when her
parents are murdered before her eyes.

Adopted by the Green People she makes it her goal to hide from the woes of
the world. As she grows older, she discovers her actions will birth
the most significant change in all of the Four Worlds.
Recommended:
Read this after reading “Eliesmore and the Green Stone”
Brought up as a bookworm and musician, Angela J. Ford began writing The Four
Worlds Series—a fantasy series—at the age of twelve. The
storyline of those books was largely based off of the imaginative
games she played with her sisters.

Angela originally finished the series when she was sixteen. After college,
Angela began to rewrite The Four Worlds Series, bringing it from a
child’s daydream to an adventure young and old can enjoy. Since it
is inspired by fairy tales, high magic, and epic fantasy, Angela
knows you’ll enjoy your adventures within the Four Worlds.
If you happen to be in Nashville, you’ll most likely find her at a
local coffee shop, enjoying a white chocolate mocha and furiously
working on her next book. Make sure you say hello!
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Book Tour: A Matter of Circumstance by Michelle Deschenes

A Matter of Circumstance
by Michelle Deschenes
Genre: Historical Romance
It is 1816 and twenty-one-year-old Julianne Smith is anxious to depart from her guardians’ luxurious household and set out on her own. Even with all her grand ideas seemingly within reach, Julianne never foresees the turn of events that are about to irrevocably transform her life. Captain Charles Dorchester is a handsome, honourable man with few worries now that the war is behind him. When fate leads him to rescue the passengers of a stagecoach after it is robbed somewhere
between London and Birmingham, he has no idea that inside is a woman with the power to turn his life upside down. As Julianne’s path intertwines with his, neither can deny their attraction to each other. But as a fierce passion and love blooms between them, Julianne is left in the midst of an internal struggle that prompts betrayal, fears, and consequences. In this historical romance, an independent woman becomes embroiled in a passionate love affair with a military captain that leads her to realize the influence of fate.

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London, 1871

A candle flickered on the bedside table, casting a glow about the dark chamber. The dim light outlined the old woman’s withered face and wisps of white hair. In a plain grey dress, she sat upon the edge of the bed where her husband lay so miserably frail and weak. His features were gaunt, and his skin was grey and translucent. He was dying. It had been days since he’d last uttered a word or had been the least bit coherent. To think death’s door could bring a strong and powerful man to such a state stood as a vivid reminder of how little power one ultimately had in the larger scheme of life. Undeniably, he had always been a man of great strength and staunchly set in his ways. Stubborn as an old mule, she used to say. Though, to be honest, she’d been no better. Indeed, their obstinacy and determination had very nearly cost them a lifetime together. Her eyes slid over her hands tightly clasped around his cold fingers. At one time her hands had been so beautiful and graceful. Now they lay stippled with liver spots and crooked from rheumatism that had ailed her for years. Tears rimmed her tired eyes as she squeezed his hand with a glimmer of hope that he’d awaken, turn to her, and assure her, as he always had, that everything would be fine. However, in her heart of hearts, she knew this time it would not be. It simply hurt to breathe. How could it be that they were old? How could it be that their lives had passed them by so very quickly? With six children, fifteen grandchildren, and three great-grandchildren, they bore the evidence of a long, fruitful and extraordinary life. If only it did not have to come to an end. She supposed it selfish of her to think thusly. After all, not many people could claim such a wonderful and well-lived life as she and her beloved. Times were different now. There was a lost innocence in the people of this day, an innocence that had been so sweet and charming in its time was now seen as silly and frivolous. And she supposed it had been. However, it had been an endearing time to live and to love. They’d been blessed with a charmed life, filled with love and happiness. Not to say they’d not had their share of trials and tribulations. Goodness no. But somehow they had managed to make it through together. Smiling down at her husband, she reminisced about the years gone by and contemplated how very extraordinary life could be. What an enigma it truly was and how a matter of circumstance could alter one’s life forever.

Michelle Deschenes is a new author in the historical fiction/romance genre, a successful businesswoman and an entrepreneur living in Canada with her husband, three children and their family dog, Lucky. Michelle loves reading, writing, and pretty much anything that involves creativity. She’s also passionate about nature, and outdoor adventures with her family and friends. Michelle is now hard at work completing her 2nd book, coming out in early 2018!
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Book Tour + Review: Something Down There by Nancy Widrew

Check out this special feature from Something Down There by Nancy Widrew!
SOMETHING DOWN THERE
Nancy Widrew
Something Down There
Genre: Psychological Thriller
Publisher: Azure Spider Publications
Publication Date: November 15, 2017)
Not all caves are uninhabited
Horror erupts when newlyweds, Karen and Jeremy, cross paths with members of a diabolical cult inside a West Virginia cave. Living below the earth’s surface has triggered mutations, rendering the cult members nearly infertile. Their leader, a wild-eyed, cunning brute, refuses to let the couple leave, believing they and their potential offspring hold the key to surviving underground. Are Karen and Jeremy doomed to spend their lives inside this sunless, subterranean wasteland, or do they escape before their minds shatter and their bodies betray them?
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Jeremy had already warned her to shield her eyes from the light, but as she opened them with the expectation of seeing fiery orange streaks, she looked at him in puzzlement. “Where’s that sunlight you mentioned? All I see is a gray smudge.” Jeremy stared, the lines near his mouth deepening. “What are you talking about? Can’t you see it?” His jaw dropped as he grasped that she couldn’t. “Oh, Jeremy!” she screamed as the realization hit her too. “I’m going blind.” He held her to his chest to offer the small measure of comfort he still possessed for the giving. Then, together, they cried in grief, in rage, and in horror for the death of deliverance.

 

Spelunking in caves is scary all by itself, unless you are a daredevil or just like to be adventurous. What would ever happen if someone came up to you and told you that they live in a cave? Not just someone trying to find shelter for the night anywhere possible, but an actual village of people down below. Would you be skeptical? If you don’t have a fear of claustrophobic proportions or strangers…would you follow them to find out more about this village? To some readers, this idea may be absurd! For other readers, this scenario drives their curiosity and fear of the unknown which makes quite an interesting concept. Widrew has a suspenseful adventure and one heck of an underground thriller that will keep you on the edge of your seat.

 

Jeremy and Karen have a date set to go spelunking in a more experienced level cave with two other couples. After one couple gets sick, they call to cancel and then the other one does the same shortly after…more out of nerves then sickness. Jeremy is still determined to make a cave outing, but against Karen’s fears, she agrees to go to a beginner’s level cave without a third partner…a complete disregard of the rules outlined among the safety code of cave exploration. After they get there, they are relieved to find another car, meaning that another couple is down there somewhere and they are not alone. Jeremy and Karen start heading down and meet the couple, but as it turns out they are on their way out. That is when they meet Abraham, a man that sneaks up on them and tells them about the village below the first level of the cave. Karen, again has her fears and suspicion, but Jeremy is all for a story…being a reporter for a small newspaper in Baltimore. She agrees to go down just to see and then come back up after he gets everything for his story. But, Abraham has a different perspective of his new guests…the newest members of his village perhaps. In an attempt to further the survival of his people (his sick people), he has a secret agenda to keep them down there for good. What can Jeremy and Karen do to escape? With no one knowing where they are…except for the couple who they briefly met on their way out of the cave, it is a lost cause? Will they die down there or worse, become like the people who have lost their eyesight, become infertile, and have to succumb to permanent darkness.

 

Widrew has a superb story-line and exceptional character development. All of her characters have such depth that will intrigue the reader and allow them to feel emotions like sympathy, hope, and determination. The pace is absolutely terrific; it is fast-paced with a thrilling aspect. Widrew banks on the common fears that originally comes to people who explore caves, so her explanations and convictions within the story are very original and creative. There are little to no errors in the context, which make it that much more enjoyable for the reader. If you are a reader of suspense, psychological thrillers and adventure, you may want to pick this one up.

 

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About Nancy Widrew

Nancy Widrew

Nancy Widrew was born and raised in NYC before settling in New England with her husband. She has two grown children and two four-legged furry ones, always a source of amusement. She has had short stories published in webzines and a print anthology. This is her first novel.
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Book Blitz: Finding Rose Rocks by Karen Ginther Graham

Will she get a second chance at a once in a lifetime love?
Finding Rose Rocks
FINDING ROSE ROCKS
Karen Ginther Graham
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Publication Date: May 20, 2016
In the late summer of a woman’s life she meets a handsome rancher who ignites her dormant passion, a passion that isn’t fully realized until she follows a yearning to the city of her youth where enlightenment becomes a costly foray. FINDING ROSE ROCKS is an 86,000-word contemporary women’s fiction with romance and spicy love scenes.
JENNIFER’s business fails and she decides that as soon as possible she will leave Oklahoma in a cloud of red dust and return to her San Diego roots. TROY comes along with a solution to her company’s woes. He has a velvety voice and appealing confidence. They begin a relationship; it deepens and then stalls after she’s called to the west coast on a family matter and decides to stay for the summer. She meets BEN with his irresistible charm. Her newfound self-awareness mingles with salty ocean breezes and eucalyptus-scented air to place her in Ben’s arms. Their liaison is heartfelt but brief, mid-life’s last hurrah. Jennifer realizes her heart is back on the southern prairie and returns to Troy’s ranch, but she may be one adventure too late.

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Praise for Finding Rose Rocks

The name of the book comes from a type of mineral formation found almost exclusively in Oklahoma….and has a beautiful backstory to it. The literature standard is written with depths of emotional dilemmas, and I believe that what’s makes this book stand out.
– S. J. Main, Amazon Reviewer
The flow of the story is flawless as far as I am concerned. Love and life is precious, but it will never be flawless. I highly recommend this read. It is a great one!
– deb B, Amazon Reviewer
This is the kind of book you’ll want to curl up with on a nice comfy chair beside a fire on a cold winter’s day. A lovely romance about getting a second chance at love later in life.
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Jennifer refused to let Ben’s ordeal revive her old jellyfish phobia. She changed into her swimsuit and grabbed a towel. She’d be most visible in front of the lifeguard tower, so it’s where she entered the surf and forded the mild current until she reached the choppy calm beyond the breakers. Alone save for a curious seagull, she let the sea rock her in their guarded reunion. Fellow creatures shared the water with her, but she ignored them and let them do the same. Children’s squeals and deeper adult voices carried over the waves and reached her submerged ears in wavering echoes. She was a peace there. From time to time she drifted off course, and a dozen lazy back strokes realigned her with the lifeguard tower. Jennifer’s astrological element was water, emotional and intuitive. She’d grown up with her mother’s belief in such notions, and she would never quite shake them. Troy was earth, strong and steady, grounded, of the land. Water and earth were compatible. Jennifer should have nurtured Troy, supplied him with life-giving sustenance rather than running off to let him face the summer’s drought without her. Ben’s element was air. She’d never asked him his sign, but she knew. He was a rare winged creature too elusive for her with his almost indiscernible touch and the hint of scintillating breath on her bare breasts. Jennifer held herself partially to blame for Ben’s accident. Before she’d come along he didn’t go into the ocean, instead content to stroll along its shoreline. He’d wanted to be with her and followed her into her watery realm. She’d led him to danger like a siren. He’d mentioned his allergy to bee stings in an offhanded way, making little of it. She should’ve honed in on the subject, asked what he carried in his faded blue backpack. The signs were there and she’d paid no attention.
Jennifer checked her position in the water, found all to be well, and returned to her thoughts. If she went back to the Lazy J Ranch, would she and Troy reunite or would she end up back in Oklahoma City where she’d started? Trading California for a cowboy? She’d have to be crazy, or crazy in love with a man whose only connection to the ocean were waves of flaxen wheat and a prairie’s endless sea of tall grass.
Something brushed Jennifer’s leg, and she bolted upright. A piece of kelp bobbed beside her and she flung it away. She’d become chilly anyway and made her way to shore.
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About Karen Ginther Graham

Karen Ginther Graham

Karen Ginther Graham is a long-time Okie but hails from Southern California. Her writing often reflects these two places. Along with her husband, she loves immersing herself in the fevered pulse of big cities and then happily return to the quietude of her country home in Edmond, Oklahoma.
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Book Tour: Entangled Summer by Michele Barrow-Belisle

Entangled Summer
by Michele Barrow-Belisle
Genre: NA Paranormal Romance
She’s done everything to forget.
He’ll do anything to help her remember.
They say our dreams mask secrets.
Secret desires.
Secret fears.
Secret truths.
20 year old Nora Dultry’s dreams hide even more. They’re a gateway to the man of her dreams, and an escape from her painful past. She’s fantasized about him for years, and when he mysteriously walks into
her summer teaching gig, she never dreamed she’d question whether he was the one she truly wanted.
But her former fling Troy Bellisaro doesn’t just own Wanderlust Academy…he’s her boss, he still has her heart strings tied in knots—and he’s hiding secrets of his own.
One of them will be her dream come true. One, her waking nightmare.
Untangling the truth could make this dream, her last.
“Humans are the only creatures on earth, whose emotions are  irrevocably entangled with their memories.”
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So this was it. This was my life for the next 90 days. The next 2160 hours, give or take. When you were trapped in purgatory did a few hours more or less really matter?

I’d only had a chance to visit grandfather once before we left. I hated that I wouldn’t be able to see him more. But the nurse promised she’d read my letters to him as often as they arrived.

He was asleep more than he was awake now, but I knew he could hear me and could feel when I was there. Which meant he’d miss me when I wasn’t. And three months seemed like a very long time to be away. Still, with the money I made from this I’d be able to get him into a facility closer to home where he could get the proper care he needed. That was all that mattered now.

I missed my old life. When Grandma was still alive. And when granddad was still, himself.

Sighing, I stuffed the memories back down. It was over. Moving on. Our first day was pretty flexible as far as time commitments went. There was a tour and orientation and then we were encouraged to explore on our own after lunch. Kenzie had already hooked up with some graphic arts instructors from Brazil she’d met during the interviews. When I declined to join them for a swim, she took off, leaving me alone in the cabin.

It had pretty much everything you could want. Indoor plumbing, microwave, even a coffee machine. I mean it was hardly roughing it. But no tv or internet sucked, and I hated being way from my sculpting class. And of course granddad.

Enough moping. A walk, that was what I needed. I tugged a sweatshirt over my tank top and shorts, slipped on my flip-flops and headed outside. I followed the trail into the woods nearby. Beyond it was the lake, a crystal glistening clear blue body of liquid, just begging for some party hard teens to fall into and drown. This place had high school horror flick all over its idyllic brochure. And here I was in the middle of it. A girl with a dream guy occupying her nights and a real live one terrorizing her days. At least that was how it felt seeing Troy again, after that night. Nothing like being completely forgotten to boost a girl’s self-esteem, and to be reminded of said failure every time I saw him, which from the sounds of it would be a lot of the next nine weeks.

I’d only been walking a few minutes when I ran into Kenzie.

“What happened to the Brazilian boys?” I asked as she sauntered over.

“They got hauled into the principal’s office for smoking. I told them not to do it out in the open.” She said. “Where ya headed?”

“Nowhere.”

“Can I join?”

I shrugged and kept walking. Until I stopped dead.

Up ahead was Troy. Fitted white t-shirt, gray track pants rolled to the waist, looking way too good. He was jogging, listening to music and heading in our direction. My heart lurched and in a moment of panic, I grabbed Kenzie, shoved her into the bushes, then dove in after her.

“What the f—”

I clapped my hand over her mouth as Troy jogged past us, his rock hard muscles that I remembered all too well, flexing as he ran.

When he was out of view, I climbed out of the shrubs and offered Kenzie a hand to help her up.

She smacked it away. “What the hell was that?” She dusted her red leggings, scowling. “In what universe do we dodge gorgeous guys?”

Every day in my universe. “Sorry. I just wasn’t ready to see him again.”

“Why not?”

“It’s complicated.”

“Well make it uncomplicated.” She raised her brows in expectation. Then her foot started taping.

Damn.

Her voice escalated. “Why don’t you want to talk to Mr. Hot?”

“Because,” I whispered, dragging her back toward the cabin, “I know him. I mean, we’ve met before. In the past.”

“You’re being cryptic. What happened? How’d you meet?”

“He was teaching this course I was taking.” I chewed my lip, regretting that I hadn’t come up with a lie.

“Cool.” She studied my face. “Or not so cool. You’re clearly not too thrilled about seeing him again. Get a bad grade?”

“Yeah, something like that.” Actually nothing like that.

“And now he’s your boss. Cra-zy.”

“Right?” That seemed to satisfy her which meant for now, my humiliation was safe.

A dreamer at heart, Michele Barrow-Belisle has always lived with one foot in this reality and one foot in another, one of her own imagining. So it follows that she would grow up to write about and sculpt the characters from those enchanting worlds she knows and loves so well. As a fan of everything romantic, her young adult novels are populated with witches and vampires and faeries. Michele resides in southern Canada with her hubby and son who indulge her passions for writing, reading, lattes, and most of all chocolate.
She also loves shoes.
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Book Tour: An Unstill Life by Kate Larkindale

An Unstill Life
by Kate Larkindale
Genre: YA Contemporary Romance
When your whole world is falling apart, what are the chances you’ll find love in the most unexpected of places?
Livvie feels like she’s losing everything: her two best friends have abandoned her for their boyfriends, her mother continues to ignore her, while her sister, Jules, is sick again and getting worse by the day. Add in the request Jules has made of her and Livvie feels like she’s losing her mind, too.
Her only escape is in the art room, where she discovers not only a refuge from her life, but also a kindred soul in Bianca, the school “freak”. Livvie’s always felt invisible, at school and at home, but with Bianca, she finally feels like someone sees the real Livvie. As the relationship deepens and it comes time to take the romance public, will Livvie be able to take that step?
Livvie’s about to find out if she has what it takes to make the tough decisions and stand up for herself—for the first time in her life.
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Bianca pulled up in front of my house, which sat in darkness, not even the porch light on to guide me. I must be late. Mom always switched off the light at midnight, whether we were home or not, letting us know she was aware we’d missed curfew. I’d hear about it tomorrow. Or maybe not.

“Thanks for the ride,” I said. “And … thanks. Again. Like I said, you’re always rescuing me.”

“Maybe I think you’re worth saving.” Bianca wasn’t looking at me. Her eyes were turned to the open window. The words sounded simple, but they weren’t. They lay across the seat between us, pulsing in shades of pink and red.

“Thanks?” The word felt awkward in my mouth. Would she still think I was worth saving if she knew I was thinking of ways to kill my sister? I shoved the thought away as I climbed out of the car. “See you in school.”

“Yeah. See you.” Bianca turned, her eyes glittering under the streetlights. “Hey, Livvie?”

“Yeah?” I ducked my head back through the door.

“I really like your painting.”

I jerked back in surprise, knocking the back of my head on the door. “My painting? You mean the still life?”

She nodded. “Yeah. It’s really good. It’s like everyone else is painting the surface of the things, but you’re painting what’s underneath. The real apple. The real flowers. It’s got—” She stopped, searching around as if she’d find the word she was looking for hanging in the air, ripe for plucking. “Well, it sounds totally corny, but it’s got soul.”

My face grew warm. “Thanks,” I mumbled. “But yours is way better.”

She waved her hand in a dismissive gesture. “No. Mine’s clever. It’s thought out. But there’s no passion in it. Yours has that.”

I giggled. “Passion? For a bunch of fruit and flowers? I hope not.”

She smiled, too, the flicker of movement so small I could have missed it. “Well, yeah. It’s not the most exciting subject. But if you can inject that much life into something so stupid, just think what you could do with something you really care about. Like that thing you did with the song. That’s something special.”

I sank back into the seat, the springs wheezing beneath me. My ears blazed, and I knew my cheeks were just as red. No one had ever said anything like that to me before. Even Mrs. DeWinter dismissed my music pictures as irrelevant swirls of color, while Mom considered all painting and drawing to be a frivolous waste of time.

“Thanks.” I stammered again.

“No, thank you.” Bianca lit another cigarette, the fiery end punching a hole in the darkness.

“What for?” Smoke burned my eyes, making them tear. At least, I thought it was the smoke. I couldn’t remember the last time someone complimented me or made me feel special. I brushed at a wet spot on my cheek.

She took a long drag and turned to her open window before exhaling into the night. “I’ve always been the best at art. I never had to work hard to be the best either. Now I have something to work for.”

“Oh.” I admired the ease with which she admitted to being the best. “Okay.”

Silence filled the car, but it was a warm, comforting silence.

“I have to go.” The reluctance in my voice surprised me, and I realized I didn’t want to leave. And not just because Bianca’s words flattered me. I recognized the truth in them. “I have a curfew. And I’m late.”

“Sure. Wouldn’t want to get you in trouble.” She turned the key and let the engine struggle to life again.

I watched the way the light gleamed off her shiny red lips. Surprised, I realized I wanted to lean over and kiss them, wanted to see if she tasted of the raspberries I always tasted while in her presence. I scrambled out of the car, putting distance between us as fast as I could. My heart raced in my chest.

Having spent a lifetime travelling the globe, Kate Larkindale is currently residing in Wellington, New Zealand. A marketing executive, film reviewer and mother, she’s surprised she finds any time to write, but doesn’t sleep much. As a result, she can usually be found hanging out near the espresso machine.
Her short stories have appeared in Halfway Down The Stairs, A Fly in Amber, Daily Flash Anthology, The Barrier Islands Review, Everyday Fiction, Death Rattle, Drastic Measures, Cutlass & Musket and Residential Aliens, among others.
She has written fourteen contemporary YA novels, a few of which other people are allowed to see. She has also written one very bad historical romance. She is currently working on a new YA novel and ghostwriting an autobiography.
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DeAnn Smallwood
Series: Wyoming Brothers Book 1
Genre: Contemporary Western Romance
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
Publication Date: September 13, 2017
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When the recently incarcerated Hope Jackson knocks on Kade McKune’s door, with three boxes of Girl Scout cookies in her hands, he has no clue his bitter, distrusting rancher’s world is about to be turned upside down.
Lied to and taken to the cleaners by a beautiful blonde, Kade has learned a hard lesson and slams the door to any possibility of a woman in his life. Aren’t they all liars? And Hope, with her lie of omission about her background, unknowingly fits that description.
Kade isn’t about to give her a chance to win his love and to convince him of her innocence. His beloved Double K ranch is doing just fine with the help of his seventy-eight-year-old Gran—the only woman he can trust. He sure doesn’t need Hope Jackson, a recently returned brother and baby girl, and three abused boys complicating things and resurrecting feelings long dead.
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Chapter 1
Kade leaned his lanky body against the barn door and scowled out at the drizzle melting into the already soaked earth. The alfalfa field in the distance was obscured by mist. He narrowed his eyes and leaned forward as if the extra few inches would help him peer through the gloom. A fat raindrop bouncing off his black felt hat was his reward. Ducking back, he muttered an obscenity.
The rain was needed; there was no doubt about it, but he resented the time stolen from him. Raking, tilling, planting, cleaning irrigation ditches, branding, moving cattle, and all the other myriad jobs were piling up. Work—a jealous mistress—tapped her foot impatiently.
“Waiting for me ‘cause there sure as hell isn’t anyone else standing in line to share the load.”
The corners of his mouth tipped up at the rare indulgence of self-pity. “Well,” he said belligerently, “it’s the truth.”
Voicing the fact made him feel justified and maybe just a bit better. Maybe.
One of the horses leaned his head out of the stall and nickered. Then, emphasizing the point, pawed the packed straw.
Kade registered the impatient sound and ignored it. Something he rarely did. King could wait. He and the other horses filling the stalls wouldn’t starve until he pitched a forkful of hay to them. Spoiled. They were all spoiled. But he wouldn’t have it any other way. They were his babies—his family. Although Gran and his two brothers might disagree.
The scowl deepened the hard planes of his face—a face that wore the seasons of the ever-changing, fickle, Wyoming weather. Fine lines creased the corners of his eyes. His skin was permanently tanned, courtesy of the high mountain sun and snow- whipping winds. And in unguarded moments, furrows of worry wrinkled his brow. Responsibility hung heavy on those wide shoulders.
His eyes ranged from cold, unreadable blue to deep cobalt, the color of the summer sky. They could look through you with a bone-chilling gaze or make you want to bask in their penetrating warmth. Rarely, though, did they reflect what he was thinking. He kept his thoughts private. The only exception being unguarded moments when they lovingly roamed the open spaces and land that surrounded and made up the Double K Ranch.
The name always brought a weak smile to his thin lips. The Double K was named by his parents Kurt and Kandy McKune. Then they had him, and with their zany zest for life and optimistic personalities, named him Kade. In time, it was to become The Triple K. However, time is a tease and doesn’t march to any drummer but its own.
Hard work, treacherous seasons, and the mind-numbing vagaries of ranch life contributed to tarnishing his parents’ optimism. Thus, when his brothers, Declan and Morgan, were born, they received names that sprouted from their mother’s love of reading and the fictional characters that captured her imagination sometime during the nine months she carried them. They were also as different from Kade as their names.

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DeAnn Smallwood

DeAnn Smallwood lives in Colorado with her husband and their two Yorkies, Stormy and Eli. She is a native of Colorado but has lived in Montana and Wyoming. Her greatest pleasure next to writing is having her books read and enjoyed. Be sure to check out books written under her pen name: D.M. Woods. There you’ll find her first two novels in the “Death” series of romantic/thrillers: Death Crosses The Finish Line & Death Is A Habit. She currently has seven western historical romances published and two contemporary westerns. Her third and new contemporary western, the first book of three in The Wyoming Brothers Series, titled KADE has just been released. DeAnn is working on the second book in this series titled: DECLAN. DeAnn says there are many more books just waiting to be written and shared.
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