IndieWritersReview Welcomes Hard Wear, Hot Alpha Billionaire Series by Marilyn Lakewood ( Virtual Book Tour Cafe Virtual Tour!) Excerpt/E-Book Giveaway Feature!!!

Alright Guys I have a real goodie for you!:) I’m excited to participate as a host today for  Hard Wear, Hot Alpha Billionaire Series by Marilyn Lakewood as part of her Virtual Book Tour Cafe Virtual Tour! Please check out the very cool excerpt and enter the raffle-copter giveaway for your chance at a free copy of Hard Wear, Hot Alpha Billionaire Series!

Title: Hard Wear
Author Name: Marilyn Lakewood
Author Bio:

Marilyn lives in the northwest U.S., not too far from the Canadian border, and believes the long, cold winters are perfect “writing weather.”

She started writing romantic, sex-driven stories “just for fun” seven years ago. Today, she’ll joyously admit she’s obsessed with creating hard-core dominant heroes and happily-ever-after endings.

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Book Genre: Romance/Hot Alpha
Publisher: Troll River Publications
Release Date: February 14, 2015
Book Description:

Book One of the Hot Alpha Billionaire Series

Stand alone. Not a cliff-hanger. HEA. M/F, Mild D/s themes.

How does a sophisticated man with everything, convince an unassuming older woman with nothing, that she’s what he desperately needs?

At 36, Chase Tanner controlled his world and the women in his bed. With a grown son and several successful businesses, he thought he had everything a man could desire… until he walked down the aisle of a country hardware store and saw exactly what he needed for a happily-ever-after. Now, he just had to make her believe it.

You’re just not good enough, Kali.”

Her ex-husband’s hurtful words echoed in Kali Benson’s heart as she rebuilt her life in tiny Laketon, Washington. It took some time, but at 39, she’s happy, self-sufficient, and emotionally armored. She’s strong enough to resist a sweet-talking hunk, who drives an old Dodge truck and makes her feel nineteen again… isn’t she?


Chase took the shortest route to the auto accessories area and cut through the carpentry section. He turned down the aisle and his steps slowed. Fuses, old trucks, everything, dropped off the radar as his gaze focused on the woman perusing the locks-and-hinge display.

Sweet. There was something incredibly sweet and alluring about her. More than pretty, she was arresting. His heart did a drum roll against his ribs, and he drew in a deep, stabilizing breath.

Easing to a stop a few steps away, he positioned himself near the opposite side of the aisle as if he were interested in something other than her. Not the most inspired tactic, but he needed a moment to process her intense effect on him.

In profile, she had a straight, refined nose, full lips, and a balanced chin. Thick, golden-brown hair shimmered in glossy layers past her shoulders, styled with a fringe of bangs across her dark, tawny brows.

When she pulled an item from the display, he noticed she kept her nails a short, practical length, and she wore no wedding ring.

His eyes drifted down her slender length, admiring her lush, handful-size breasts and the pert nipples that dimpled against her knit top. She had a slim waist, gently rounded hips, and a great curvy ass, temptingly displayed in a pair of distinctive cutoffs. They were distinctive to him, at least. Although she’d removed the label, he recognized Soft Wear jeans and understood what the brand signified.

This little beauty might not want anyone in Laketon to know, but if she bought those jeans, she harbored at least some sexually submissive desires.

In a sudden, vivid image, he pictured her in his bed, her body pinned beneath him, his hands holding hers against the mattress. He imagined her thighs around his hips. The first intimate touch of his cock to her sex. Her mouth parted, gasping when he shifted deeper.

The fantasy jolted him.

He flinched and she turned her head.

Large, topaz eyes danced over him, and she smiled distractedly, the merest civility necessary, before returning her attention back to the shelves. He’d been dismissed. There was nothing haughty or superior about it, but apparently she’d found him unsuitable.

A grin tugged on his mouth. He enjoyed a challenge.


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IndieWritersReview Welcomes Love In A Dangerous Season by Gloria Gay ( My Family’s Heart Virtual Book-tour) Excerpt/E-Book Giveaway Feature!!!

Happy Tuesday everyone! Today I am excited to participate as a host for Love In A Dangerous Season by Author Gloria Gay as part of her My Family’s Heart Virtual Book-tour! Make sure to check out the awesome excerpt and Rafflecopter Giveaway for the chance to win a free e-book copy of Love In A Dangerous Season!



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TITLE – Love In A Dangerous Season
AUTHOR – Gloria Gay
GENRE – Regency Historical Romance
PUBLICATION DATE – January 21, 2015
LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 192 Pages
PUBLISHER – Amazon Kindle Direct
COVER ARTIST – Killion Group


For her insulting behavior toward the Earl of Ashcom, on whom her family depends for subsistence, beautiful Fantine Delmere earns for herself an unwanted London season and is forced to leave her beloved Evergreen and venture into the hard glare of the heartless haut ton she abhors. But Fantine’s arrival awakens jealousies and dangerous forces are put into motion…

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Fantine struggled in Ashcom’s arms as he pressed his mouth to hers, but to no avail. Her strength pitted against his was but a sigh to a powerful gale. Then even against her will she felt her treacherous lips responding hungrily to his bruising lips that tasted of recently sipped coffee and felt a rush of passion course madly through her limbs as he parted her lips forcibly and thrust his tongue into her mouth.

A thrilling rush of sensation shot out throughout her body, making her listless.

For a while he kissed her, hard and with a desperate hunger answered in measure by Fantine. He tasted the chocolate in her mouth and inhaled the sweet light scent he had chosen for her. He felt a tremor shoot out in sparks throughout his body and a strong response in his loins.

Hating his reaction to her and his weakening resolve, he let go of her suddenly and still holding her by her shoulders looked angrily into her eyes.

“Have you ever been kissed by a moneyed title, Miss Delmere? Well now you have.” And with that he turned on his heel and strode out of the breakfast room.

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From an early age I was drawn to painting and writing. Both have always been linked for me throughout the different stages of my life—studies, work, marriage, children, grand-children. Curiously enough it was a novel given to me as a prize for art excellence at the Catholic nuns’ academy where I studied through sixth grade that I was introduced to literature. Up until that time I only knew books as history, math, etc. Those nuns were very strict: novels only as a prize! I was amazed that a book could open doors into imagined worlds. I probably thought, as a nine-year-old, that movies just appeared on the screen by magic. :)

From that day forth I would make up stories to tell my brothers and my sister. Later on I started to put the stories down on paper. Then among the many novels I read I started one day to read “Rebecca” by Daphne Du Maurier. That first line in the novel: “Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again…” was the spark that drew me toward serious writing, first the gothic novels popular at the time and then when I searched for more romance than mystery, to the novels of Jane Austen and Georgette Heyer.

Regency romance became my genre and I self-published four, then two more with a traditional publisher, Boroughs Publishing Group, and two with Amazon’s Kindle Direct. And although I will probably always write Regencies, I am also branching out to romantic suspense and will soon be publishing two of those and, hopefully, re-write the first gothic novel I wrote and abandoned many years ago.




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IndieWritersReview Welcomes MEDICINE FOR THE DEAD by Author Arianne “Tex” Thompson!! (Excerpt/Interview Feature)

Everyone I am SO excited that today I am hosting  MEDICINE FOR THE DEAD by Author Arianne “Tex” Thompson!! Check out the awesome excerpt and interview below!


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BIO: Arianne “Tex” Thompson is a home-grown Texas success story. A relentless fantasy enthusiast dual-wielding a bachelor’s degree in history and a master’s in literature, Tex has since channeled her interests into an epic fantasy Western series, which kicked off in 2014 with the release of ONE NIGHT IN SIXES and its 2015 sequel, MEDICINE FOR THE DEAD. In addition to writing cowboys-and-fishmen fantasy, she is an active member of SFWA, and currently serves as editor for the DFW Writers Conference. Find her online at and on Twitter as @tex_maam!


Medicine for the Dead

Children of the Drought, Book Two

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BLURB: Two years ago, the crow-god Marhuk sent his grandson to Sixes.

Two nights ago, a stranger picked up his gun and shot him.

Two hours ago, the funeral party set out for the holy city of Atali’Krah, braving the wastelands to bring home the body of Dulei Marhuk.

Out in the wastes, one more corpse should hardly make a difference. But the blighted landscape has been ravaged by drought, twisted by violence, and warped by magic – and no-one is immune. Vuchak struggles to keep the party safe from monsters, marauders, and his own troubled mind. Weisei is being eaten alive by a strange illness. And fearful, guilt-wracked Elim hopes he’s only imagining the sounds coming from Dulei’s coffin.
As their supplies dwindle and tensions mount, the desert exacts a terrible price from its pilgrims – one that will be paid with the blood of the living, and the peace of the dead.


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On an arid plain under a blistering bright sky, someone dressed as an Ara-Naure woman walked east towards the sun, carrying a fur-swaddled infant.

And swearing at it.

“Can’t you be still, you nasty little parasite,” she said over its tireless screams. “I’m thirsty as well, but you don’t see me having fits over it, do you?”

The plume of black smoke behind them was now scarcely a wisp on the horizon. In the heat of the day, nothing else moved but one idle rat snake, its tongue flicking in tandem with the darting of the caretaker’s eyes as she clutched her disagreeable prize.

Then she felt the front of her deerskin dress feebly accosted, and looked down in loathsome surprise. “What? Do you think there is anything there for you? Here, if it will shut you up, have your udder…”

She pushed her false hair out of the child’s reach, put the tip of one gaunt finger to its mouth, and relished a few moments of desperately-suckling silence. Then it turned its face away and shrieked with fresh, frustrated outrage.

She withdrew her hand, her cracked lips curling back over small, sharp teeth. “Well, scream all you want! You are a damned ungrateful child, you miserable ugly runt, and when we get to the river I will drown you and leave you for the fishmen!”

But although the child carried on unabated, assuring their mutual misery, her hurried steps and hunted eyes suggested that she did not intend to surrender it to anyone.




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Guys check out my chat with Author Arianne “Tex” Thompson!

Hello Arianne, I’m so happy to chat with you today! Let’s jump right in:)


Please tell us about your current release:)

Well, Medicine for the Dead is basically Lord of the Rings, if Frodo and Sam were Native Americans, and the One Ring was a corpse getting riper by the day, and the quest involved getting said corpse through Mordor and home for burial without getting killed by demons, drought, or those peculiar noises coming from inside the coffin… (We could have just as easily called it The Road Trip From Hell, but that seemed too easy.  :)


 What inspired you to write this book?:)

Chronic egotism, creative desperation, and an insatiable craving for authorial legitimacy :)

No, but really – this is the middle book in a trilogy, and even though it’s part of a larger arc, it’s also its own story.  To me, this is a book about the struggle to do the right thing – to figure out what the right thing is, first of all, and try to hold to it even when things feel hopeless, and the world seems to be falling apart around you. It took me years to find the heart of this story, but it’s one that I’m incredibly passionate about.


What exciting story are you working on next?:)

Well, this book is basically The Empire Strikes Back, so of course I have to get to work on Return of the Jedi! I’m thinking more fishmen, fewer Ewoks, and maybe a James Earl Jones voiceover :)


Greatest experience since being published:)

Okay, so this is personal and kind of sappy, but I think the best moment of this whole ride happened after my first book came out, when my dad told me he was proud of me.  It wasn’t a big dramatic Lifetime movie moment or anything – my dad’s an awesome guy, and we have a great relationship – but we’re much better at talking about politics and Star Trek episodes than anything with feelings in it.  Hearing him say that so casually and suddenly was such a surprise, and a huge, huge affirmation.


What do you wish readers to take from the experience of reading your works?:)

Y’know, if you ask me, the worst part about the human experience (well, aside from the whole suffering-and-death thing) is that we have to spend our whole lives being just one person. And the best part about books is that – more than any other medium – they let you live someone else’s life.  More than anything else, I want people to finish mine thinking about ‘the other point of view’.  About how we are – all of us – struggling, feeling, vulnerable, imperfect human beings… even and especially when we act irrationally or make bad choices.


Advice for new writers:)

Personally, I get a lot of mileage out of listening.  When you listen to the way people talk, you write better dialogue.  When you listen to people’s experiences, you write better characters.  And when you listen to readers’ feedback, you write better stories.  Sometimes that’s much harder than it sounds – I think half the game is just being able to set your own emotions aside long enough to really hear what’s being said – but as both a writer and a person, it’s an incredibly valuable skill.


Anything additional you want to share with the readers?

At the moment, I’m really excited to be partnering with Rachel Caine to help raise money for Con or Bust, a non-profit initiative that provides financial support for people of color to attend fan conventions. It’s a cause I’m hugely passionate about, and from now until May 3rd, we’re auctioning off some wonderful rare and limited-edition goodies (including autographed books, a manuscript critique, and a pair of vampire bunny slippers!)  If you’re in the market to treat yourself or someone else, or just want to support a terrific cause, please check it out!


Thanks SO much Arianne for stopping by!:)

IndieWritersReview Welcomes Carter 2 by New York Times/USA Today Bestselling Author Tijan! Release Day Blitz! TRSOR PROMOTIONS (Excerpt/$50 Amazon Rafflecopter Giveaway Feature!!)

Hello Everyone! I am so excited to participate in the Carter 2 by  New York Times/USA Today Bestselling Author Tijan! Release Day Blitz! TRSOR PROMOTIONS…Please enter the Rafflecopter Giveaway Below for your chance at a $50 Amazon Gift Card!

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 More Carter Reed?  Yes, please!  

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Carter bought his way out of the mafia to protect Emma, but when an old ghost returns to the Mauricio Family, a chain of events starts that can harm everyone. While Carter must decide to return to the Mauricio Family or not, a face that is oddly familiar to Emma comes into her life. She’s given the chance to discover more about her family while tensions between the rivaling Mauricio and Bertal Family comes to a head in an explosive way. The truce is officially off, and when the two worlds collide, Carter’s decision is made.

He didn’t start this war, but he will end it.

He will do anything to protect Emma.


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Excerpt One


We’d been learning how to shoot for a couple of months now. It had been Theresa’s idea, and these sessions had started to replace our wine nights. It had also been her idea to have Noah be our instructor. Carter was the better shot, but Theresa still liked to keep her distance from him. He still made her uneasy.

Amanda had asked her about it one night at their apartment when I’d gone to the bathroom. I stopped in the hallway when I’d overheard Theresa explain, “It’s not that I don’t like him. It’s just…he’s a killer, Amanda. He’s dangerous. I know he loves her, and I know if anyone is going to protect her, it will be him, but…” She’d sighed. “I don’t know. He’s known as the Cold Killer. It’s hard to get past that, even though I know Emma loves him so much.”

Amanda had asked, “Are you worried for her?”

“No.” She’d hesitated. “I mean…maybe. I’m not worried for her from him, but because of him. He’s with the mafia.”

“She said he’s out.”

“Yeah, well, is anyone really out?”

Amanda had replied, “She wasn’t in trouble before because of him. Emma and I did that all on our own.”

“I know. I really do, and I feel bad, but I’m just on edge with the guy. He’s deadly. Can’t you see it in his eyes?” Theresa got up for the kitchen. “I need a refill. You?”

I had melted backward, back into the bathroom. When she’d crossed the hallway, the bathroom door was shut.

Glancing over at her now, I remembered how her smiles had seemed more forced that night, her laughter a little louder, and the secretive looks she’d sent Amanda’s way. They were roommates. They were going to talk about me. That was obvious, but I’d been hurt, though I knew I shouldn’t have been.

Theresa worried about me. I tried to keep telling myself it was as simple as that.

I tried.

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As I held the gun, alone now, some of the old memories came back to me. But they were never very far away.

I had killed two men.


My voice had been soft when I called to him. He’d been raping my roommate, and he was going to kill her. I had no choice. When he turned around and saw the gun in my hand, I shot him. The bullet hit the center of his forehead.

I swallowed now, remembering Mallory as she had watched me, pinned to the wall by his hands. Her eyes had been so lifeless. They were the opposite of Ben’s. He’d been pleading for his life, but minutes earlier he’d been planning to kill Amanda, then me. My stomach churned, remembering that he was going to take me to Franco. He wanted to barter, trade me in for more money, more drugs.

He was the one who killed Mallory, but the Bartel family set all of it in motion.

I drew in a ragged breath, cradling the gun in my hands like a precious baby. This little piece of metal had caused so much havoc in my life, and it was Carter’s weapon of choice. He’d killed plenty with it when he worked for the Mauricio family.

Somehow, I knew this weapon would have a place in our lives again. I didn’t want it to, but I knew it would. And with that last thought, my hand closed over it, and I raised my arms, aiming with my feet apart, my shoulders rolled back. I shot, one after another, until my clip was done.

All except one hit the bullseye. The other one, the outlier, was just outside the inner circle on the target.

I’d have to get better.




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A tingle started in the base of my stomach, and it rose up, spreading through my body, warming me as it went, until I was almost salivating for him. When I saw him, I needed to touch him. It had been like this for a year, and I never wanted it to end. I always wanted to thirst for him.


He murmured against my skin, “Why is it that your presence can calm me? Your touch can make me alive, and one little sigh from you makes me want to sleep for days in your embrace?”

I smiled, moving to press a kiss to his ear. “Because you love me.”


Pulling me back into his arms, he nudged my legs farther apart, moving closer, and pressed his lips to the underside of my jaw. He whispered, “Never.” Another kiss to the corner of my lips. “Ever.” A third kiss, his lips resting atop mine and he murmured, “I promise. Nothing will ever happen to you.”



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“Because you need to understand. It’s time you know more. You’re mine, Emma. My first allegiance is to you. Things are going to happen now, and I can’t control them. The Mauricio family has always followed me.”

Suddenly I realized—he was going back in. A tear formed in my eye, and I ignored it. This was what he was telling me. I swallowed over a lump. “What happens now?”

He didn’t answer at first. Then he let out a soft breath of air and turned, his eyes pained. He said one word: “War.”


I closed my eyes and just felt her. She trailed a hand down my face, tracing my lips. That small touch, so gentle, so loving. That was Emma.


No other woman made me feel like this. It was her, only her. Opening my eyes, I found her watching me and smiling as her chest heaved for air.

“I love you,” she murmured.

Goddamn. I kissed her and whispered against her lips, “I love you too.”


I closed my eyes and held the man I loved. Resting my forehead to his, I placed my arms on his shoulders as he held my hips. His thumbs rubbed back and forth. This. Right here. He was the most powerful man I knew, and he was all mine.


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Author Information


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I didn’t begin writing until after undergraduate college. There’d been storylines and characters in my head all my life, but it came to a boiling point one day and I HAD to get them out of me. So the computer was booted up and I FINALLY felt it click. Writing is what I needed to do. After that, I had to teach myself how to write. I can’t blame my teachers for not teaching me all those years in school. It was my fault. I was one of the students that was wishing I was anywhere but at school! So after that day, it took me lots of work until I was able to put together something that resembled a novel. I’m hoping I got it right since someone must be reading this profile! And I hope you keep enjoying my future stories.

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IndieWritersReview Welcomes Occult .45 by Nick Carcano! (RAVBT) (Excerpt/Review Feature)

Happy Monday All!  IndieWritersReview’s Music Monday will return next Monday. Today I have the pleasure participating as a host for Occult .45 by Author Nick Carcano! (Reading Addiction Virtual Book Tours!) Please check out the awesome excerpt and also take a peek of my review of this awesome read!


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Nick Carcano – Occult .45 – Virtual Book Tour

Date Published: June 1, 2014
Preston Cobb is always looking to make a quick buck selling any kind of gun he can get his hands on, but when the denizens of the weird west get in the way, Preston’s his own best customer. Now collected in one omnibus, join Preston as he faces an ancient evil in the snowy Sierra Nevadas in ABOMINABLE, finds romance and bloody mystery in Nevada mining country in SILVER MOON, and squares off with the undead south of the border in DEAD TO RITES. Finally, Cobb finds retirement more exciting than he’d like in an exclusive bonus short story: GUNRUNNER TO THE STARS.
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Nick Carcano spent his childhood pulling cactus out of his feet and listening to coyotes howl in the California high desert. He speaks rusty Mandarin and Spanish. When he’s not writing his day job involves literally saving the world, which sometimes involves shooting zombies, but usually involves a lot of e-mail.  If you like dim sum, RPGs, sci-fi, or corgis, you should be his friend.  He’s currently working on The Big Weird One a series of sci-fi/horror short stories set during WWII and will release his first novel, Boom: A Wild West Heist, in fall 2015. 
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“Reminds me of my first wedding!” I said.

The lock on the chapel doors gave a long, ear-curdling screech and shattered. The doors burst open, knocking the stacked pews aside. In a haze of dust, the undead appeared, swarming through the opening, groans rising in triumph.

I turned the hand-crank and fire spewed out of the barrel of the Gatling gun. I swept it back and forth across the opening of the church doors. Skulls exploded, bodies jerked and limbs separated as hundreds of bullets shredded through the mass. The first rank of the ghouls disappeared in a pink haze and I kept firing at the vague silhouettes behind them. Bullet casings rained down on the adobe floor and I cursed and shook my leg as a smoking cartridge landed in my shoe.

Over the thunder of the gun firing round after round, Sister Cardona asked, “Emilio Vega and Ana Lucia Ana Lucia, have you come here freely and without reservation to give yourselves to each other in marriage? Will you love and honor-”

“Get to the I-Do’s!” I yelled, turning the crank faster while the undead shambled over their fallen brethren. The Gatling cut through the undead like a sawmill through a log, but there was a whole forest of corpses shambling through the double doors. Sister Ruiz and Sister Ybarra loaded as fast as possible, but the gun began to sputter when the feeds ran dry. The undead spread out from the edge of the door and I turned the gun in wider arcs.

“Do you Emilio Vega, take Ana Lucia Ana Lucia to be your wife? Do you promise to be true-”

“Faster!” I yelled. The nuns fired their shotguns at the ghouls I was missing. Sister Purificación sat with her back against one wall of the church, firing her rifle again and again. She shot a corpse through the eye and it fell onto her shattered legs. She screamed.


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Fun, Fun, Fun that is what comes to mind in this no hold No Holds Barred jaunt onto the plains of the Weird Wild West! Lol, The book is  made up of 4 short stories about gunrunning in the weird west.  The main character Preston Cobb, is somewhat a conman, who sells any guns that comes into his possession to the Townespeople in Sierra Nevadas. He is considered  at the beginning something of a Yellow Belly, but when he encounters all sorts of nefarious paranormal creatures, he is put to the test and shows his true grit and ability, in only Preston’s way!:)

There’s everything in the book from Ancient Evil, Zombies, Lycanthropes, and yes, oh yes, Nuns with Guns! Woot Lol

The stories have a great flow, there’s action and adventure, some romance and lots of spooky stuff to entertain and thrill a reader!

Well written, awesome flow…Mr. Carcano is a wonderful storyteller! I truly look forward to more from this author!



IndieWritersReview Welcomes RAVBT Blitz For The Love Of A Gypsy by Madelyn Hill! (Excerpt Feature/EBook Giveaway!!)

Happy Saturday Everyone! I am very happy to participate as a host for today’s RAVBT Blitz For The Love Of A Gypsy by Author Madelyn Hill!! Please check out the awesome excerpt and enter the Rafflecopter Giveaway for your chance at some very cool prizes. Woot!




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Date Published: April 17, 2015
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Can she betray the Gypsy clan who saved her for the love of a stranger?

Martine Petrulengo is stifled by the traditions of her adopted Gypsy clan. They gave her new life when she was left all alone. And now she is expected to marry in order to forge clan allegiances. When she nurses handsome and charming Lord Declan Forrester back to health, she is lured by the seductive idea of life outside of the clan—and the prospect of love with the Irishman.

Can he prove his innocence in order to claim his Gypsy?

Lord Declan Forrester trades prison bars for a loveless marriage in order to save his soul. And now he’s trying to prove his innocence not only as a traitor, but that of his wife’s murder.  When the lovely and beguiling Martine saves him, he falls in love for the first time. Yet, the obstacles of his past seem insurmountable.

Martine and Declan must fight tradition, prejudice and the haunting ghosts of their past in order to fight for their love and ensure their future.

A rider urged his horse forward. He wore a leather doublet of a quality she’d never seen. The black hide was pierced with metal and thick stitching formed elaborate Celtic designs. Regal and rich. His breeches hugged his thighs so closely ’twas indecent, but that didn’t stop her gaze from venturing along the hard expanse of his legs. Heat crept up her neck and flushed her face like a flame.

He tipped his head in her brother’s direction. Martine gasped.

The stranger from the glen.

“We’ve business,” was all he said.

Rafe nodded, but didn’t twitch a muscle. Martine wanted to run from the confrontation, hide in her grandmother’s berth safe from the bewitching blue eyes of the intruder. But her feet stayed rooted to the ground.

Och, this man was handsome. Strong jaw, brilliant eyes, and a broad mouth composed a man so striking. His face was a composite of hard planes of granite that matched the intense glare of his eyes.

The man sighed and his comrades inched closer to his side. They dressed as he did, except their clothing lacked the obvious quality she could see stitched in the leather of his.

“The villagers are concerned with your presence, Gypsy.”

She could feel the tension in the tight line of her brother’s shoulders, taste the anger in the air that hummed about him and the stranger. His jaw clenched and he remained silent.

“I’ve come to ask you to leave. Gypsies bring foul memories to Riverton.” His voice was rough, husky, as he commanded her brother.

Rafe stepped forward. She knew he wished to throttle the tactless man. “We’re Tinkers. Men and women with skills and trade.”

“And itchy fingers if Lady Bannon’s sheep have say of it,” the man behind the stranger spouted. The other men chortled and slapped the man on the back.

The stranger held up his hand and was rewarded with instant silence.

Her brother shrugged, a harmless action unless you were Rafe Petrulengo. “My clan has no need of other people’s sheep.”

Martine took a step forward.

The stranger’s head snapped in her direction.

He leaned forward in his saddle. “You’ll leave my land, or pay the consequences.” His tone brooked no room for argument.

“We’re people of the land, trainers of dogs, and masters of horses.”

Her brother’s words seemed to befuddle the stranger’s friends. They looked to one another, smirks creasing their faces. If only they knew her brother’s genius.

“I’m Lord Declan Forrester, Earl of Riverton,” the stranger pompously said. “This is my land—and you are to leave.”

Rafe bowed deep at the waist, his extended arm almost grazing the dirt before him. “As you wish.”

“Be gone by morning. ’Tis all the time I’ll give you.”

A shiver ran up her spine at the cold gruffness of his voice. He clucked his horse forward, a magnificent animal, well-muscled with a gleaming coat of black.

Martine was so aware of the lord’s presence, her skin tingled. And she knew without looking up that trouble was about to ensue. He stopped the horse before her and just sat. When her gaze met his, the lord nodded his head and gave a mocking salute.

She sighed, not knowing why she was reacting so unlike herself, why she was enthralled with the stranger.

With a nudge to his horse’s side, he was off without a backward glance at her or her brother.

One look at Rafe and she knew he’d witnessed what had transpired. Rage boiled in his dark eyes and tension pulsed his jaw. He tapped a pointy leather boot against the packed earth. The women of the clan weren’t to be appraised by Gajos. Especially a Gajo who’d ordered the Kapo to leave.

No matter, she thought with a smile of satisfaction. Lord Forrester had acknowledged her, and the realization swept through her with unparalleled warmth.

About the Author

Madelyn Hill has always loved the written word. From the time she could read and all through her school years, she’d sneak books into her textbooks during school. And she devoured books daily. At the age of 10 she proclaimed she wanted to be a writer. After being a “closet” writer for several years, she sent her manuscripts out there and is now published with Soul Mate Publishing. And she couldn’t be happier! A resident of Western New York, she moved from one Rochester to another Rochester to be with the love of her life. They now have 3 children and keep busy cooking, watching their children’s sporting events, and of course reading!

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IndieWritersReview Welcomes Red Tide Rising by Allie Gail! (Goddess Fish Promotion)

Hello Everyone! Today I’m very excited to participate as a host for Red Tide Rising by Author Allie Gail! (Goddess Fish Promotions).

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by Allie Gail

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Ages 18+. Contains strong language, explicit sex and elements of horror. This book is the final installment in the Immortal Touch trilogy.



What good is immortality when every moment is agony?

The vampire Ash has returned from his watery grave, proving that death is merely a minor inconvenience. Picking up where he left off? That might not be as easy. Because someone else is vying for Sami’s attention – the last person he ever would have expected.

Fulfilling her desire for immortality seems the surest route to winning her favor. But for Sami, this gift will come at a terrible price. One simple lie of omission is all it takes to send her spiraling into a terminal state of madness. And as the last remnants of her sanity slip away, Ash can no longer deny that her maniacal behavior is putting them all at risk. His perfect angel has become a perfect liability.

But can he find it in his heart to destroy her?



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“Haven’t you ever been in love?” She didn’t say not counting Ash, but the implication was there. His impalpable presence, even when left unmentioned, remained a tangible constant hanging in the air between them.

“I’m not sure such a thing exists.”

“Ah, c’mon. In all these years, you gonna tell me you never had a solid healthy relashumship?”

Tristan snorted a laugh. “You don’t even know what you’re saying. Look at you, drunk off your ass trying to talk to me about relationships.”

“I’s just askin’.”

“What would you know about a healthy relationship anyway? You seem to gravitate toward the toxic. There is nothing remotely healthy about any of the decisions I’ve seen you make.”

“So forget relashumships, Mister Grouchy Pants. Izz all about sex then, right?”


“Okaayyy…” Sami pursed her lips, trying to hide a smirk. “Then why don’ you tell me ’bout the guy from Comic-Con. What’d you say his name was?”

“I don’t remember.”

“Oh, sure ya do.”

“I don’t.”

“I don’ belieeeeeve yoouuuu…”

“I don’t caa-aaare…”

“But see, now I gotta know. Gimme the lowdown. Were you gettin’ it on with the comic book guy? Did Superman put it to you?” For some reason, the whole idea struck her as screamingly funny. Clutching both hands to her stomach, she began to giggle uncontrollably. “Did he wear his cape? Wuzzee faster than a speeding bullet?”

Raising an eyebrow, Tristan shot her a derisive look.

“Wuzzee more powerful than a locomomo…locomum…” She tried to stifle the next eruption of giggles and failed. “…choo choo train?”

“You’re pushing it, little miss.”

“No, I really wanna know! I’m totally serial. Whassit like to get pounded in the ass by th’man of steel?”

In barely the time it took for her to blink, he rolled over on top of her, trapping her between his arms as his silvery gray eyes glittered down at her defiantly. She stared back at him in wide-eyed surprise, her urge to laugh instantly squelched. There was something decidedly wrong here. And that something was pressing against her nakedness with rock hard force.

His mouth mere inches from hers, he whispered, “Would you like for me to show you?”

“Huh?” she squeaked.

“Well, you just asked…” Never taking his eyes off hers, he moved his lean hips to grind against her slowly and rhythmically. “…what it was like to get pounded by the man of steel. I took that as a request to find out. Or did I misunderstand?”

“H-huh?” she echoed.

“It’s possible that I did. But no, I don’t think so.” Transferring all his weight to one arm, he slid the other hand beneath her to grip her bare ass. “I think that was an open invitation. So…should I turn you over on your knees and demonstrate? Hm?”





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Allie fell in love with books from the moment she was issued her very first Sally, Dick and Jane reader. Born and raised in Alabama, she now resides in the sunny panhandle of Florida with her own blue-eyed Prince Charming and two fat, obnoxious cats. When she’s not busy obsessing over the lexicon of her latest project, she can usually be found watching B-movie horror (the cheesier, the better!), reading or playing online computer games while indulging her unhealthy Pepsi addiction.


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My Review

The third and final installment in The Immortal Touch series did not disappoint! Each time I read Ms. Gail’s books I always have a deep satisfaction:) There’s always this blind-sided feeling I get, at just how awesome her stories are each and every-time and they keep getting better and better!!:)

Loved (well for the most part…all of the characters, although I do have an issue with Asher) Lol but seeing the rest Sami and Tristan, small visit with Jules & Eva and meeting Lina was awesome!

There were many on the edge of the seat, heart pounding moments! Twist and Turns threaded throughout the story kept me hooked from page to page! Overall, how the story ended wrapped up my reading experience perfectly, although I will miss our friends and their world!

Well written, action and suspense with passion mixed in made for a thrilling ride just as good as book one and two!

I have been an avid fan of Ms. Gail from the beginning and I look forward to other works from this author!

I recommend for anyone that loves action, adventure with suspense and romance in the mix!