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Thursday, April 20, 2017

Cover Reveal Sevyn by Renee Dyer



Sevyn
Renee Dyer

Genre: Thriller/ Romantic Suspense/
Dark Romance

Publisher: Forever Red Publishing

ISBN: 978-1-941853-39-9

Number of pages: 300

Cover Artist: Lee Ching from Under Cover Designs

Tagline: When life hands you impossible choices, can you become the man you want to be?

Book Description:

Born into rival drug cartels, Kevyn Zozlov and his best friend Esperanza Torres defy the odds, finding laughter in a world full of pain. Ripped away from her at a young age, Kevyn has to learn the difference between family, loyalty, and obedience. Fear keeps him focused each day. Memories fill his dreams at night.

Torn between the death he sees daily and what he believes is right, he struggles to decide the kind of man he wants to be—until a promise he makes to his mother, the person he loves more than anyone, changes everything.

“Get out of here and find Esperanza. Promise me.”

Now, Kevyn has to figure out how to make his way to the only friend he ever had—the one person who understands his damaged world. Will she welcome him back with open arms, or turn him away, leaving him more lost than he already is?

With time against him, can he find Esperanza and his happiness, or will he be another casualty of the drug war, buried in an unmarked grave with no one to mourn his loss?



About the Author:

From a young Renee Dyer had a love of writing, starting with a doodle pad at age four that morphed into journals.  Poetry became short stories and short stories a novel.  Although she’s surrounded by males all day having three sons, a husband, and a hyperactive chocolate lab, she still finds time to be herself by escaping into the fantasy of reading and writing romance.  That is, until she needs a male’s perspective and garners eye rolling from her husband at all of her questions.  Renee is a true New Englander.  You can find her screaming profanity at the TV while the Pats play and cuddling under blankets during the cold seasons (which is most of them), reading a good book.  She doesn’t believe snow is a reason to shut things down, only to slow down and admire the beauty.  Ask her anything.  She’s an open book—pun fully intended.


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Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Free Book Blitz The Sun God’s Heir: Return by Elliott Baker






The Sun God’s Heir: Return
The Sun God’s Heir
Book One
Elliott Baker        

Genre: Historical Fantasy/Action and Adventure

Publisher: Hypatia Press,
Piscataqua Press

Date of Publication: January 18, 2017

ISBN: 978-0-9978322-0-4
ASIN: B01MS3RCE0

Number of pages: 347
Word Count: 108,000

Cover Artist: Kelly Shorten

Tagline: To defeat a brutal pharaoh re-embodied in 17th century France, René Gilbert must fight his way through pirates and slavers to Morocco and reclaim the power of his own ancient past. To succeed, he must remember.

Book Description:

For three thousand years a hatred burns -In seventeenth century France two souls incarnate, one born the child of a prosperous merchant, the other, determined to continue a brutal incarnation begun long ago.

In ancient Egypt two brothers are disciples of the pharaoh, Akhenaten. When Pharaoh dies, the physician takes the knowledge given and goes to Greece to begin a new mystery school. The general makes a deal with the priests and becomes pharaoh. One remembers, one does not.

The year is 1671. René Gilbert’s destiny glints from the blade of a slashing rapier. The only way he can protect those he loves is to regain the power and knowledge of an ancient lifetime. From Bordeaux to Spain to Morocco, René is tested and with each turn of fate he gathers enemies and allies, slowly reclaiming the knowledge and power earned centuries ago. For three thousand years a secret sect has waited in Morocco. 

After ages in darkness, Horemheb screams, “I am.” Using every dark art, he manages to maintain the life of the body he has bartered for. Only one life force in the world is powerful enough to allow him to remain within embodiment, perhaps forever. Determined to continue a reign of terror that once made the Nile run red, he grows stronger with each life taken.







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The boatswain, a large man with scars on his arms and face, walked over to stand in front of René. “Chain him to the mast.”
Their gazes met.
“Don’t look at me, boy,” he said, backhanding René in the face. “Look down at the deck when I talk to you. You’re some over-fed nobleman’s kid thinkin’ you make the rules. I’m surprised you ain’t cryin’ for your mama. You got a mama, boy?” he asked and laughed. When René didn’t answer, he hit him again. “I asked you a question, boy. Don’t try my patience, cause I ain’t got none.”
“My mother died when I was born,” René said, watching the man’s feet to see how he moved. He was cataloging everything he could see out of the corners of his eyes.
“Well, not to worry, you’ll be seeing her soon.” The boatswain turned to walk away and then turned back and hit René again. “I had to do that,” he said, and walked away laughing.
Though they had chained him in a way that didn’t allow him to sit, René had enough slack to turn and see most of the ship. He was aboard an English slave ship. She was an older carrack in design, still with the large forecastle. She had seen better days, though. The fact that she was still on the seas suggested either a cutthroat reputation or an experienced captain. Under the wear, the ship was surprisingly clean, her ropes and sails newly repaired and in good order. Second rate though she might be, she was seaworthy. This was a veteran crew, competent in their tasks. It wouldn’t be easy getting free, and even if he could, where would he escape to in the middle of  the ocean? Don’t rush fate. One thing at a time. Do what you can do, he heard the Maestro say. It was clear he would have to pick a fight, and hope he could survive long enough to begin creating allies. The next time the big boatswain walked by, René laughed.
“What are you findin’ so funny, boy?” The boatswain stuck his face within inches of René’s.
René had noticed the boatswain had one leg shorter than the other, and was certain the big man would be touchy on that point. “You walk funny, that’s all,” said René, raising his voice. It was of no use to him if he got beat up and no one knew why.
All work within the sound of René’s voice crashed to a complete stop. Silence reigned. René had guessed right. Now he could only hope he would survive his insight.
The boatswain stood in absolute disbelief, his face turning redder by the moment. “What did you say?” Spittle flew from his mouth.
Even the captain had turned to watch. René counted on the fact Gaspard’s agent had given the captain a great deal of money, along with explicit instructions that didn’t include throwing a dead boy overboard. What he didn’t know was how close to dead the agent considered acceptable.
“I said you walk funny,” René said—louder this time, so there would be no mistaking it.
“Do you know what a cat is, boy?” the boatswain said, clearly beyond rational thought. René could see the veins standing out in his neck and temples, his eyes shot red with blood.
“A small animal?” René asked.
There was a laugh from the men standing around the mast. The boatswain took one look around, and the laugh died.
“You, James, bring me the cat. I don’t think this boy has ever seen a real one. Your education has been sadly incomplete, boy. You’ll be thankin’ me for this. I promise you.” The boatswain’s voice was a rough whisper.
James walked over and handed the Cat-O-Nine-Tails to the boatswain. As he caught René’s eye, he sadly shook his head. The cat had nine long thongs of blood-encrusted leather dangling from a handle, knots tied along the length of each thong.
“This here’s a cat, boy. As you can see, it ain’t no small animal. Now, there’s a skill and a talent to usin’ a cat, both of which I’m proud to say I have. You see, you need to take care the thongs don’t get all stuck together with blood and skin, which they’re wont to do. If that happens, the cat’ll take yer organs right out, and that’s always a bad thing. So you need to run your fingers between the thongs every couple of strokes, to keep ‘em separate. I gotta tell you—as much pride as I take in usin’ the cat, sometimes I’m forgetful. I try to keep count, but before I know it, I plumb forget to clean the damn thing. I surely hope that don’t happen today.”
“I also have a skill and a talent, and I will kill you with it,” René said quietly.

For one second, the boatswain paused, confusion written across his face. “Turn him around, and chain him up. You there, strip off his shirt.”

About the Author:

Award winning novelist and international playwright Elliott Baker grew up in Jacksonville, Florida. With four musicals and one play published and produced in the United States, New Zealand, Portugal, England, and Canada, Elliott is pleased to release his first novels. The Sun God’s Heir: Return, book one of the trilogy, was released this past January, and book two, Rebirth will come out in April, followed in July by the third and final book of the series, Redemption. A member of the Authors Guild and the Dramatists Guild, Elliott lives in New Hampshire with his wife Sally Ann.



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Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Cover Reveal Fiskur by Donna Migliaccio



Fiskur
The Gemeta Stone
Book 2
Donna Migliaccio

Release Date: November 2017

Genre: Fantasy

Publisher: Fiery Seas

Book Description:

With his family's talisman in his possession, Kristan Gemeta is ready to face the Wichelord Daazna – but he has no inkling of the scope of Daazna's power, nor the depths of his hatred.    

With the recovery of his family's protective talisman, Kristan Gemeta has found hope, courage – and perhaps even the first stirrings of love.  With the aid of Heather Demitt, her band of rebels, a shipload of Northern brigands and the legendary Kentavron, he readies himself to face the Wichelord Daazna.  But neither he nor his comrades realize the strength of Daazna's power and hatred.  The Wichelord's first blow comes from a direction Kristan least expects, with horrific, lasting consequences.



About the Author:

Donna Migliaccio is a professional stage actress with credits that include Broadway, National Tours and prominent regional theatres.  She is based in the Washington, DC Metro area, where she co-founded Tony award-winning Signature Theatre and is in demand as an entertainer, teacher and public speaker.  Her award-winning short story, "Yaa and The Coffins," was featured in Thinkerbeat's 2015 anthology The Art of Losing. 





Monday, April 10, 2017

Signs from Beyond- Guest Blog by Susan V Vaughn


Signs from Beyond

There is no scientific proof of communication after death, and yet a lot of people have claimed to have felt, or experienced something that proved their loved one was near. I never believed those people’s claims had any validity until I lost my grandmother five years ago.

My grandmother was an amazing woman, who adored bird watching. I have so many childhood memories sitting with my grandmother on her porch swing watching the birds that landed nearby. She could name them all—the Blue jay, the Robin, the Piping plover. But her favorite bird was the Cardinal. When that little red bird landed nearby, you would know by her shrieks of excitement.
Losing my grandmother was painful, even though it was her time. She was old and lived a wonderfully full life. Still, I remember driving home after her funeral, crying because I missed her. And that’s when I saw the Cardinal perched right on top my mailbox. We get birds of all kinds around us, and logically a bird could land on my mailbox at any time. But in my heart, I knew it was a message from my grandmother. She was still around and still watching over me.

Since that first sighting, I have seen the Cardinal many times. My children are the ones who shriek with excitement now, "Mom! It's grandma bird! She's right outside our window."

Both the main characters in my novel, Beyond Fate, suffer the loss of a loved one. For Russell, the loss is his sister. For Julia, the loss is her best friend. Although Katherine Webb is dead, both Russell and Julia began experiencing signs from her. But it’s only when they start following those signs that they find their paths intertwined again. It's almost as if Kat is playing matchmaker from beyond, which is consequently how the story got its name. 

Signs from loved ones are important, even if they don't make sense. They help us connect to the people we've lost, and they can help us heal. These signs are not about logic. They aren’t something you can explain. And they shouldn’t be explained. Anyone who has experienced loss in their lives knows this is true. Sometimes in life, it is better to close your eyes to what makes sense and open your heart to what could be.


Beyond Fate
Susan V. Vaughn

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Inkspell Publishing

Date of Publication: March 24th 2017

ISBN: 978-1-945910-11-1
ASIN: B06XQ4G49P

Number of pages: 215
Word Count: 61,838

Cover Artist: Najla Qamber

Tagline: Fate has a way of pushing you in ways you never thought possible

Book Description:

Years of separation mean nothing when love is in the air…

Julia Diaz never wanted to fall for her friend's older brother, especially at a college frat party. But, for some reason, her heart was stolen by Russell that night. Eight years after, she never forgot him. Now destiny has brought them together. Only this time Russell is no longer a boy. He’s a man who knows what he wants and will not be denied.

Russell Webb used to be optimistic, and fun loving until a family tragedy turned his world on its side. Putting all his focus on work, he picked himself back up, and managed to turn his grief into something resembling a life. When a woman from his past reappears, and gives him a glimpse of true happiness, he’ll do anything to secure her heart. Even face the darkness he has avoided for so long. 

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Julia began to hum cheerfully while she hammered another nail into the wall. Already, he could hear the sounds of her nail scraping against a bolt.
That’s it. I can’t stand it anymore. He pulled the hammer out of her hand, and tossed it aside.
“Russ?” She looked up at him, curious. “What are you doing?”
He leaned down and covered her lips with his own. If he said something back, they would have gotten into a long discussion about why this was a bad idea. But it wasn’t a bad idea, it was a great one. They had talked in enough circles this weekend. It was time for action.
He wrapped his arms around the small of her back and pulled her close, kissing her long and hard, expressing what he wanted, and begging her to accept. In response, she pressed closer, and moaned deeply against his lips.
And that was it. With that one little moan, he was completely lost.




About the Author:

Romance Author, Susan V. Vaughn understood the meaning of sarcasm before she could walk. Her childhood in the suburbs of Detroit was spent mainly trying to outwit her six creative siblings. When she wasn’t working on the next soul-crushing jab, she sharpened her imagination on romantic literature and day dreamed about her knight in shining armor.

It didn’t take long for this hairdresser by trade to turn her passion for reading romances into writing her own unique love stories. Susan lives her life finding laughter in all situations, and delights in marrying sarcasm with romance to create realistic falling-in-love stories in the unlikeliest of scenarios.  

Susan lives on the shores of Lake Huron with her real life knight in shining armor and enjoys watching their three children learn the art of sarcasm and wit.





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Monday, April 3, 2017

Character Interview - Purgatory Reign Series by LM Preston






From the Author:

Hello, my name is LM Preston, and I’ve invited the main character from Purgatory Reign to visit, Peter Saints. Please enjoy.

1.      How old are you?

I’m seventeen years old. My birthday just past, but no gifts made it my way. Guess I ticked off Pastor Finn too much this year, and he figures making me wait for a present will make me admit to the stupidity of my wacked up ways. Not happening.

2.      Describe where you sleep.

Sleep? Man, who sleeps in an orphanage filled with kids who all got the stink of a chip on their shoulder? But if you wanna know where I lay my head, it’ll be a toss up between the hole in the cellar on a raggedy mattress or in the converted pantry closet of the orphanage.

3.      Where do you have a scar or birthmark? Describe circumstances surrounding your scars.

You would ask me about it. The scar – or gift, Hanna told me it was. But she put it there, right on the palm of my hand, as revenge I think – for causing her death. I’m not talking about it anymore, cause it’s something no one’s supposed to know about. Haven’t figured out why yet, but it scared Pastor Finn to death when he saw it.

4.      Do you have an embarrassing habit?

Well, it’s not embarrassing as I kinda do it on purpose. At the orphanage, Pastor Finn makes us speak ‘proper English’ and every once in awhile, I slip into slang. I don’t know if subconsciously, I do it to tick him off, or if it’s a bad habit. But I do know it irritates the heck out of Pastor Finn and usually gets a laugh or two out of the other kids.

5.      What is something you feel guilty about?

Guilt. Now that’s a word I’m not wanting to hear. I got a lot of it, and it all stems from the fact that I’ve caused the death of at least three people I cared about. I don’t know why, but I’m cursed or something. And even with the death of my parents, Hanna’s death, in my heart I know I caused it.

 6.      Describe yourself sitting in your favorite spot.

In the cellar. I’m alone there. And me being alone is probably the safest thing for me or anyone around me.

7.      Tell me about your family?

My father was the best dad anyone could ask for. Really he was. Now Pastor Finn ain’t bad either, and he’s all I got now. My mother, she’s an Island girl, smells like roses and loved me enough to throw herself in front of a killer to save me.

8.      What do you do to have fun?

Dancing is my thing. I love to do it. I sneak out of the orphanage all the time to go to the club, dance and joke around with the girls there. When I’m not doing that, I like to tick off Pastor Finn so him and I can fight it out, then he takes me on the back roads to drive his sports cars. Don’t let that get out about him letting me drive his cars, the other kids at the orphanage don’t know, and if they did, they’d probably start ticking him off as much as I do.

9.      What kind of girl would you fall for?

I like my girl gorgeous with some fight in her. She can’t be a pushover, but she’s got to love me – only me, cause I don’t share. Ever.

10.  What’s the next big thing?

To keep running until I find someone or something I can call - home.


PURGATORY REIGN
Purgatory Reign
Book One
LM Preston

Genre: YA, Romance, Paranormal,
Adventure, Mystery

Publisher: Phenomenal One Press

Date of Publication:  02/16/2013

ISBN: 9780985025144
ASIN: B01N6ZTBNX

Number of pages: 307
Word Count:  79K

Cover Artist: Emma Michaels

Tagline: Something evil this way comes, unfortunately for it Peter Saints awaits.

Book Description:

Peter Saints' life stinks. But things are about to get much worse. First, his parents are murdered in front of him. Then another victim dies in his arms. Visions plague Peter with warnings that something wants him for a sinister cause. It desires the one thing that Peter refuses to give, his blood.

Peter carries within him the one gift or curse that could unlock a secret to destroy the human race. On the run with Angel, a scruffy kid, Peter starts to unravel the mystery. It is the one treasure the heavens sought to hide from the world.

Unfortunately, when Peter finds the answer he hopes that will save the girl he loves, he opens the door to a great evil that happens to be salivating to meet him.

Purgatory Reign is Book 1 in the series including Deviant Storm, Fierce Tides and Kindle World novella Colliding Souls from Runes World.

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Excerpt Purgatory Reign:

Peter took a moment to catch his breath. “I left. I left the grounds. But something’s bad has happened. Sh-she…Hanna died!” He coughed and his eyes watered. “Because of me! My fault. It was my fault. You gotta help her! I always screw up. Always. Please…”

Pastor Finn put his hands on Peter’s shoulders and shook him. “Why’d you leave? I told you never to leave here. You’ll put us all in danger. Yourself in danger. I didn’t save your butt for you to screw this up, boy.” He yanked Peter by the shirt and down the stairs. Then dragged him, practically running, all the way to the cellar stairs where he pointed at the small door where Peter had escaped. “Sixteen years old and you think you are man enough to make it out there?” he grumbled. “This is where you got out?” He sighed. “You don’t understand.”

“It’s my fault! Did you hear me? I killed someone! You gotta help her.” Peter jerked out of his grasp and grabbed Pastor Finn’s shirt, facing off with him. For once in a long while, he stared down the man eye to eye. He straightened up to his full height. The older man’s gray crew cut and piercing blue eyes were filled with fear. Peter’s hand loosened in shock that it was the first time he remembered that Pastor Finn looked afraid.


“I can’t help the dead.” He pushed Peter’s hands away from him. “But I have to help you. Come with me.” Peter watched him, confused. His teeth clenched at Pastor Finn’s betrayal. “I thought you were different. I have to go back. Bury her, like she deserves.” Peter stumbled backwards.

DEVIANT STORM
Purgatory Reign
Book Two
LM Preston

Genre: YA, Romance, Paranormal,
Adventure, Mystery

Publisher: Phenomenal One Press

Date of Publication:  02/16/2013

ISBN: 9780996919500
ASIN: B016NU9CWC

Number of pages: 252
Word Count:  68K

Formats available: ebook

Cover Artist: Emma Michaels

Tagline: Something evil this way comes, unfortunately for it Peter Saints awaits.

Book Description:

The battle is on. Peter Saints thought he'd killed It. But bad people never stay down. Now the jail of his enemy is weakening. Luck is running out for Peter and the girl he saved by wagering the Earth. Only now, with each second and secret revealed, his enemy gains the answers to destroy Peter and devour the world.

Expect FIERCE TIDES (Book 3 of 3) in Dec. 2017 and COLLIDING SOULS (Character Spin off: April 2017)


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Excerpt Deviant Storm:

He screwed up. So bad, he didn’t think he could fix it. Peter tossed the ball against the wall once more as he drowned out Kyle’s words. He never admitted everything that had happened to him in the Stronghold to Kyle. Didn’t think he could. One thing for sure, time was up. Peter was through waiting to be told what to do by the Elders of at this dump who seemed to have their own agendas. Dealing with the nightmares of what he’d done - possibly killing a man by pulling something beyond evil out of him, plagued Peter every night. Those times when he wasn’t careful, it pressed his thoughts, even when awake.

“We’ll go get her.” Peter’s dark brown eyes landed on Kyle’s questioning blue ones.

About the Author:

LM. Preston was born and raised in Washington, DC. An avid reader, she loved to create poetry and short-stories as a young girl. With a thirst for knowledge she attended college at Bowie State University, and worked in the IT field as a Techie and Educator for over sixteen years. She started writing science fiction under the encouragement of her husband who was a Sci-Fi buff and her four kids. They inspired the beginning of her obsessive desire to write and create stories of young people who overcome unbelievable odds. She loves to write while on the porch watching her kids play or when she is traveling, which is another passion that encouraged her writing.







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Guest Blog Barry by L.M. Pruitt



Headlights in the Dark

One of the most common debates in the writing community is plotting versus pantsing. For those of you who are new to this topic, a plotter is just that—they plot. They can tell you everything that’s going to happen, sometimes for more than one book. Some have outlines which are so detailed they’re practically a book in and of themselves. These writers know every little thing about every little character, even the ones which have no name and no lines and are there for half a scene.

And then there are pantsers.

Pantsers write by the seat of their pants, hence the term. Oh, they may have a general idea of where the story is going to go and there may even be some sort of outline but for the most part… well, it’s like driving in the dark—you can only see as far as your headlights can reach. This wouldn’t be too bad if it wasn’t for the fact that writing isn’t like driving on a straight road. Writing is like driving, as my grandfather was fond of saying, on a road laid out by a drunk man.

I have no shame in saying I’m very much a pantser. Not only am I driving on twisty, turny, super curvy road, I occasional take detours on even twistery roads. I’m all about stops at roadside diners and taking a few minutes to look at those strange attractions which are most definitely tourist traps. Some of the best plot elements, the things which have taken the story to the next level, have happened because of a random rest stop.

Driving in the dark is scary, with or without headlights. The thing to remember though is that no matter how scary the drive, it’s always worth it when you finally reach your destination.

Barry
Winged
Book 14
L.M. Pruitt

Print Length: 186 pages

Publisher: SP Press

Publication Date: January 14, 2017

ASIN: B01N22VUWH

A standalone novel in the world of the international bestselling WINGED series... a glimpse in to one man's past....

It was supposed to be a simple dinner. The repayment of a debt.

I should have known Lilith would find a way to make things difficult.

Three favors. Three stories of lovers past. As Lilith said, an easy task.

I remember them all.

WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE AND GRAPHIC SEX SCENES. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED

Excerpt:
I leaned back, unfolding my napkin and draping it over my lap. “So, what sort of delicacy is on the menu this evening?”
“Oh, who knows. I leave those sort of things to the kitchen.” Lilith waved a hand absently, brushing the question aside as if it was no more than a fly. “It’s time for you to pay your debt.”
“And I’m here.”
“Baraquel.” Her smile was the sort usually reserved for cute animals and slow adults. “Did you really think a simple dinner would be all the repayment I required?”
“Not really but I was foolish enough to hope.” Sighing, I pulled a cigar from my coat pocket and examined the tip. “How, then, am I supposed to repay you?”
“Three favors, correct?” Her smile grew when I nodded. “Wonderful. Three stories, then.”
“I beg your pardon?” I winced, shaking my head as she laughed. “Remind me to limit my time around Joanne. I’m picking up too many of her verbal ticks for my liking.”
“If it helps, think of this as more of a series of lectures on the right and wrong way to conduct relationships.” She propped her elbows on the table, steepling her fingers as she stared at me with the sort of fascination I’d seen on cats in the instant before they pounced. “After all, you have so much advice to offer. It would be a shame to let it go to waste.”
“My personal life is my own.” I set the cigar down, hating the stiffness in my voice and yet unable to do anything to correct it. “You’ve known me long enough to know that.”
“And I’m not asking for a rundown of every person you’ve fucked in the last few millennia.” Her smile widened, the edges turning cruel. “Besides, even if I did, I doubt you could provide one.”
“I remember.”
“Do you?”
“Yes.” I clenched my fist in my lap. “I remember them all.”
“Good.” She tapped her fingers on her lower lip. “Then tell me a story.”



About the Author:

L.M. Pruitt has been reading and writing for as long as she can remember. A native of Florida with a love of New Orleans, she has the uncanny ability to find humor in most things and would probably kill a plastic plant. She knows this because she's killed bamboo. Twice.  She is the author of the Winged series, the Plaisir Coupable series, Jude Magdalyn series, the Moon Rising series, and Taken: A Frankie Post Novel.