Tuesday, March 31, 2020

Capture My Heart by Bobbi Smith

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Serad is the powerful, handsome pirate whose relentless plundering is the stuff of legend—but only a few know that his true identity is Lord Alexander Wakefield. His kidnapping as a child by Barbary pirates changed the course of his life. Now Serad is the master of the seas, accustomed to possessing whatever—or whoever—he wants.

He Stole Her Freedom…
When Serad boards the vessel La Mouette to loot for treasure, he discovers a cargo more precious than any trinket: the heiress Victoria Lawrence. A raven-haired, emerald-eyed beauty, Victoria captivates Serad as no woman ever has before. But the fiery young lady doesn’t seem to understand that she is now a captive, expected to honor her new master’s wishes and desires without question…

But He Must Win Her Heart
When Victoria set sail from India, she expected the voyage to deliver her into the arms of her betrothed—not a heartless gang of pirates. Now captured, she refuses to bow to any man, even one as commanding as Serad. Sharing his cabin, Victoria can barely resist her attraction to her captor. But if she gives in to her desires, Victoria knows Serad will accept nothing less than her total surrender...

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Serad headed back to his cabin. He dismissed the guard at the door and let himself in, only to find his entire cabin in disarray. Fury rocked through him, and he moved threateningly into the room, shutting the door behind him.

“What’s been going on here?” he thundered, his steely gaze fixed on Victoria alone as she stood, straight and proud, behind his desk, her hands down at her sides. He knew the gun was in the locked drawer, and he wondered if she’d found it. He didn’t dwell on that too long, for he still thought of her as a spoiled English lady, who wouldn’t know which end of a gun was which.

“Stay right there,” Victoria ordered, lifting the pistol. “I’m a dead shot and I’ll use it if I have to.”

Serad was angry, and he found it hard to believe that the emerald-eyed, determined woman holding his pistol pointed directly at his heart was the same inane, sophisticated beauty he’d dealt with up on deck.

“Just what do you plan to do with that?” Serad asked in a deceptively calm voice.

“I plan to make you let us go.”

“With one bullet?” His expression turned sardonic.

“One bullet is all it would take to kill you.”

“But after I’m dead, then what?”

“I have no intention of shooting you unless you force me to.”

“I’m relieved to hear that,” Serad mocked, deliberately trying to anger her. There was no way he was going to allow her to reach the deck holding a pistol on him. She was his captive, his slave. It was time she accepted the inevitable.

About the Author:
After working as a department manager for Famous-Barr, and briefly as a clerk at a bookstore, Bobbi Smith gave up on career security and began writing. She sold her first book to Zebra in 1982. Since then, Bobbi has written over 40 books and 6 novellas. To date, there are more than five million of her novels in print. She has been awarded the prestigious Romantic Times Storyteller of the Year Award and two Career Achievement Awards. Her books have appeared on numerous bestseller lists, including the NY Times.

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Monday, March 30, 2020

Finding Lisa by Sigrid Macdonald

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Thanks for stopping by It's Raining Books! Why do you write in your genre? What draws you to it?

Although I am a huge fan of general fiction, and literary fiction in particular, I choose to write in the mystery genre because I like to be surprised. I love reading books in print or listening on audio, and I often gravitate toward the Reese Witherspoon picks on Audible. She has chosen some excellent mystery books like Something in the Water and The Last Mrs. Parrish. I love to get right to the end of a book and think to myself, "oh, no! I never pictured that person as the suspect." So I choose mystery because it's nice to be surprised, but I also like to address social issues in my books, the way Jodi Picoult does. She has written extensively about autism, the plight of elephants in the wild, racism and segregation, and school shooters. In my novel, I address issues like midlife crisis, domestic violence, addiction, and unrequited love.

What research (or world-building – for fantasy/paranormal/Sci-fi) is required?

I don't write sci-fi or fantasy, but I do own an editing company, and I often perform manuscript evaluations. What I suggest to my clients is that they make their fantasy world as realistic as possible in terms of strong characters and detailed backgrounds. It's okay if the actual society defies credulity, or doesn't exist yet, as long as the people and the places seem real or credible.

Name one thing you learned from your hero/heroine.

I deliberately gave my protagonist, Tara, a number of challenges and several serious character flaws. That's because people aren't perfect. I don't like cliché characters; I would far prefer to read about someone who struggles doing the right thing or situations that seem not to have ideal solutions. Tara is 39 years old and terrified of the clock turning. This comes right from the playbook of my life. When I was 39, I was working at a university, surrounded by women in their early 20s. I couldn't stand the thought of turning 40 and being officially middle-aged. I lied about my age for three years, but then, after much hard work, I came to terms with it. So I gave this dilemma to Tara, because I think it's still an issue for women in society. When you look at China or India, which together comprise almost 1/3 of the world's population, they have so much more wisdom than North Americans. They revere aging and understand that with it comes wisdom – not always but certainly it's very hard to be an old soul at 21. So what I learned from Tara is that it's okay to keep opening a new chapter and embracing every decade.

Do you have any odd or interesting writing quirks, habits or superstitions?

No, I wish I did. My mother used to read tea leaves, and I used to read tarot cards — I believed in them for years, but now I just believe in hard work. Boring, I know.

Are you a plotter or pantser?

I am a type-A personality, so I have to have a plot! Absolutely, but I've written fiction and nonfiction, and the most surprising thing about writing fiction was that in many parts of my novel, I truly felt as though the characters were writing themselves. I never felt that way with nonfiction.

Look to your right — what’s sitting there?

To my right is my bookshelf with a picture of my beautiful, beloved mother, Muriel, holding me as an infant. She told me that the day she became a mom was the happiest day in her life. My mother passed away from cervical cancer almost three years ago. She was 93. Not a day goes by when I don't think about her and how lucky I was to have had her in my life all those years. Muriel was the kind of person who would walk into a room, and suddenly the atmosphere changed. She was warm, welcoming, enthusiastic and sincere. Everybody loved her.

Anything new coming up from you? What?

I'm thinking of writing a sequel to Finding Lisa. I didn't tie up everything neatly at the end, which would serve me well if I wrote book 2.

Do you have a question for our readers?

Yes! What are your favorite books and why? Which books kept you reading until 1 AM when you knew you needed to turn the lights off by 11?

Finding Lisa is a character driven story about a quirky Canadian woman named Tara who is about to turn 40. She dreads the thought. Everything is going wrong in her life from her stale marriage to her boring job to her hopeless crush on a 24-year-old guy. The only thing right in Tara's life is her best friend Lisa who has just confided that she is pregnant and the baby does not belong to her partner Ryan, who has a history of domestic violence. Then Lisa disappears and the search is on to find her.

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All the carts were taken at the supermarket on Tuesday. I found one off to the side of the vegetable aisle. It had a defective wheel, which resulted in me almost overturning a display of cantaloupes. The cart was also enormous. No doubt this was a deliberate ploy on the part of the supermarket to encourage excess shopping.

"I feel as though I'm driving a school bus," I announced to the frail, pale orange-haired woman to my left, who was squeezing the small, unappetizing looking cantaloupes.

She smiled faintly and nodded. I wondered how she had the strength to push the heavy cart through the long aisles of the grocery store at her age.

"Mum, I'll go with you to one of those Women against Rape meetings if you want?" Devon said to my astonishment, his voice rising at the end of his sentence. "There’s only one condition. You have to watch 8 Mile with me."

"8 Mile? Isn’t that the movie based on the book by Stephen King?"

"Nah, you’re thinking about The Green Mile," Devon replied. "8 Mile is the story of a rapper in Detroit. It's based on the life of Eminem, whose real name is Marshall Mathers. Eminem even stars in it," he said with increasing enthusiasm.

"I think it’ll give you a better idea of where he's coming from. You know, you're always talking about these girls who've been, like, abused and what horrible lives they've had. You even feel bad about boys who were taken advantage of by priests or their hockey coaches. So why don't you have any sympathy for Marshall? His mother was abusive. She was mean to him, and she did drugs! Also, she, like, gave him something called Munchkins syndrome," Devon added uncertainly.

"Munchausen syndrome?” I asked, trying to picture the tough guy with the tattoos and bad attitude as a small child with a manipulative and controlling mother.

"Yeah, that sounds right. She made him feel sick when he was totally healthy. And, Mum, I know you would respect the way Em felt about his little brother, Nathan. He, like, didn't wanna leave him alone in the house with his mother when he finally split from Detroit. He's also really keen about his daughter, Hailie Jade. He talks about her all the time in his songs and on TV."

I pushed the buttons on the radio. The Steve Miller band was singing, "Time keeps on slipping, slipping into the future." I had a sense of motion. The car was moving forward, and with every traffic light I passed, I was moving farther away from Lisa and our routine evenings at the ByTowne Theatre. The rest of us were going ahead, and Lisa had been left behind. I wanted to go back, not just to last Thursday night, but to my university days, so I could live my life all over again.

I wanted to be sixteen or twenty-six again, making decisions based on what I knew now. So many lost opportunities. How had I managed to completely screw up my life? I'd done everything wrong except that I hadn't become a street prostitute or a serial murderer. Too late for the former—who would want me? But there was still time for the latter.

About the Author:
Originally from New Jersey, Sigrid Macdonald lived for almost thirty years in Ottawa, Ontario, and currently resides in Weston, Florida. She has been a freelance writer for years. Her works have appeared in The Globe and Mail newspaper; the Women's Freedom Network Newsletter; the American magazine Justice Denied; The Toastmaster; and the Anxiety Disorders Association of Ontario Newsletter. Her first book, Getting Hip: Recovery from a Total Hip Replacement, was published in 2004. Her second book, Be Your Own Editor, followed in 2010. Although Finding Lisa is written in first person, Macdonald only resembles her character in the sense that she once had a neurotic fixation on her hair, and she has always been called by the wrong name; instead of being called Sigrid, people have called her Susan, Sharon, Astrid, Ingrid and, her personal favorite, Siri.

Macdonald is a social activist who has spent decades working on the seemingly disparate issues of women's rights and wrongful convictions; she has worked at the Women's Center at Ramapo College of New Jersey and Carleton University in Ottawa, Ontario, and was a member of AIDWYC, The Association in Defense of the Wrongly Convicted. She owns an editing company called Book Magic. Sigrid is a public speaker and a member of Mothers against Drunk Driving, Ottawa Independent Writers, the American Association of University Women, and the Editors' Association of Canada. Visit her website at http://bookmagic.ca/ or friend her on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/sigridmac.

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Thursday, March 26, 2020

A Savage Kultur by Monique Roy

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Ava is a Jewish art student who suddenly inherits her grandfather’s gallery in London. Acting on his final wish, Ava begins a journey to discover a valued Van Gogh, which was looted by the Nazis in 1937. As Ava unlocks this complex journey, we begin to travel between her timeline and that of the war itself, where we find out what ordinary people had to do to survive under the power of the Nazis and their wishes.

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Oxford, England
May 2014

At the dead of night in the City of Dreaming Spires, on the first day of May, Ava greeted the beginning of spring and eternal evenings in a liberated and bemused fashion. Her exquisite and ethereal cream-colored ball gown swayed as she danced through picturesque cobbled streets, and her eyes twinkled with amusement as she joined thousands of Oxford students in raucous celebrations. This timeless May morning spring festival was no different to the hundreds of years of tradition that came before it. The air was filled with treble notes, as gifted choirboys sang medieval lyrics like Hymnus Eucharisticus from the tallest tower at Magdalen College, overlooking drunken and joyful all-night revelers, as the sun rose on this first morning of May.

Dressed in black tie, Ava’s boyfriend, Jonas von Brauner, shared an old-fashioned bottle of rare French champagne, a party gift they received at the decadent all-night ball that had filled their evening with much enchantment and splendor. As she took the elegant, gold-colored bottle from him, and before she savored the delicate taste of the sublime champagne, Jonas leaned down and planted a luscious kiss on her lips. His kiss always triggered sensations she had never felt before, and when he pulled his mouth away, her joyful eyes devoured him, every inch of his existence.

“Take me home,” he said, as Ava took a sip of the champagne. “You’re incredibly beautiful tonight.” He pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly against him. Ava smiled up at Jonas as her fingers found their home in his wavy, blonde hair. She pressed her warm, soft lips against his, and he groaned as he slanted his lips over hers and reveled in the sweet taste of her.

About the Author:
Monique loves writing that twitches her smiling muscles or transports her to another time or place. Her passion for writing began as a young girl while penning stories in a journal. Now she looks forward to deepening her passion by creating many unique stories that do nothing less than intrigue her readers.

Monique was born in Cape Town, South Africa, and her grandparents were European Jews who fled their home as Hitler rose to power. It’s their story that inspired her to write Across Great Divides, her debut, historical fiction novel.

Monique holds a degree in journalism from Southern Methodist University in Dallas and is also the author of a children’s book Once Upon a Time in Venice. In her free time, she loves to travel, play tennis, pursue her passion for writing, and read historical fiction. In 2008, she was chosen by the American Jewish Committee's ACCESS program to travel to Berlin, Germany, on the 70th anniversary of Kristallnacht, to explore German and Israeli relations along with 20 other Jewish professionals from across the U.S.

Website: http://www.monique-roy.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/MonWriter1

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Love, Lies, and Bad Guys by Bill Blodgett

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Thank you for having me here today.

Today I’d like to share five things people would never guess about me, but that’s a tough one. My life to those people close to me is an open book, but for readers maybe not so much. I’m not going to label myself as a Renaissance Man because that implies a level of understanding that I may not have in most of my interests, but I have a variety of interests and I’m not afraid to try anything at least once. I really love jumping into unknown territory and trying to do something I’ve never done before. Say like Bee Keeping. What a thrill it is when you’re covered with honey bees for the first time or restoring an antique vehicle without ever having any experience, or scuba diving. These and so many other things caught my interest over the years and it’s been a fun ride. One thing that caught my interest and has never waned is writing. This interest is a lifelong love affair.

Most people, even my best of friends, don’t understand how shy I can be when it comes to my creative side. I’ve lectured to a hall of 200+ people without breaking a sweat, but ask me to play the piano, sing, or act in front of five people I get all nervous and break into a very sweaty meltdown almost instantly. Once I was asked to pretend to play the saxophone in a local small theater group and even that was so difficult for me that I had to drop out. I preferred the backstage prep rather than the acting part of theater.

I’m kind of compulsive. I tend to do things too much. Like smoking – three packs a day until I realized that if I kept going I’d never see my kids grow up. Now I’m smoke free and watching my grandkids grow. I was a sugarholic. I had just a little coffee with my sugar every morning, A candy bar every time I left a store that sold them. Snickers was my choice of poison. Then the doc said I’d have to start taking diabetes medication if I didn’t change my ways so I haven’t had any sugar and only a few carbs in four years, but I am medication free. A fair trade.

I like to sew. My dad ran a dry-cleaning and tailoring shop when I was young and when I worked with him he taught me how to sew on one of those old treadle sewing machines. I still sew from time to time if the need presents itself.

Lastly, I’m not very highbrow at all. Most people think because I’m a writer that I’m an intellectual sort of person. Nope not the case. I love people and what makes them tick and that’s why I write. Nothing brainy about caring for people that makes you an intellectual at all. All you need is a little heart.

When US Marshal Jay Stonewalker sees a possible terrorist comment in a chatroom frequented by anti-government radicals suggesting a nuclear threat to New York City, specifically the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, he can’t get it out of his mind. Against his boss’s orders he heads off to NYC to investigate on his own time. While there he follows a suspicious character into a secluded recess of the New York Subway system and foils what he believes is the terrorist event. In a shoot-out with his suspect he’s wounded and calls the NYC PD for backup. When he sees NYPD Detective KC Daviau and other uniformed officers slipping into the darkness from the subway platform he’s relieved, but to his surprise he’s met with resistance and disrespect by Detective Daviau. Against his objections, KC takes custody of the evidence and leaves the scene. When Jay asks an officer if she is always that way he’s told that, “Since her parents died, she’s been… let’s say… a little cold.” When they are assigned to work the case together, KC’s icy exterior soon begins to melt away as they begin to fall for each other, but KC has to hold back. She has a dark secret and knows he can’t ever know her truths because if he did he would hate her just as she hates herself for what she’s about to do.

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Because the Waldorf Astoria in New York is their flagship and it’s the symbol of everything that is America. They tried to bring the towers and the World Trade Center down in an unsuccessful attempt in nineteen ninety-three, but managed on September eleventh, two thousand one. What makes you think they won’t try something again? Their hate runs deep.”

“Jay, let it go. Maybe it’s just a disgruntled guest that had a bad experience after spending oodles of money there. Please let it go for your own sanity.” She pleaded and hated herself at the same time. How can I make such beautiful love with this man yet still lie to him? There must be something drastically wrong with me, but it’s too late to turn back now. She knew it wasn’t a terrorist’s threat. It was just her and her merry band of anti-nuclear activists making the world safe. She began to lather up his chest with a loofa body puff and watched as he closed his eyes.

“Just let it go, Jay,” she repeated.

He opened his eyes slowly. “I can’t just let it go. Maybe Gary wasn’t involved with the original chatter I found, but maybe he was. Maybe it’s a whole other source of crazies wanting to take a shot at the Big Apple. Maybe it’s the Russians….” Her heart skipped a beat while she tried to rationalize that Sergei and what Jay was alluding to was just a coincidence. Sergei was fighting the good fight. She was sure of that.

About the Author:
I still live in the community where I met and married my lovely wife, Janice. Actually, she lived around the corner from me and we both ignored each other until our teen years when the hormone thing kicked in and we suddenly realized that the cute little girl skipping rope and that goofy boy riding a bike had both grown up.

We are the proud parents of April and Lindsay; both of whom are now married. April married Darren and they have two beautiful boys, Brian and Owen. Lindsay married Tim and they have two beautiful children: Kailyn and Evan.

I enjoy hiking, kayaking, camping with my family, golfing, making candles, and restoring my antique European sports car, a 1972 MGB.

They say to write from what you know, so I do. I write of love, life and relationships. In addition to the romantic plot we all expect from a Romance novel all of my books deal with a real-world issue as a sub-plot that we all have had to deal in some manner in life, but not in a preachy way. I find that including this sort of theme helps me identify with my characters on a personal level. My hope is that the reader will also feel that connection with my characters.

I have four other published novels. Dead Or A Lie and Saint’s Sword are vampire Romances. Unrequited is a contemporary novel with romantic elements and received 4 stars from Romantic Times Book Review magazine. The Last Prejudice is a family saga that deals with the issues a family must address when a family member comes out.

I have been a member of the RWA and the Central New York Romance Writers since 2004 and have held various posts in my local group. By day I am a construction inspector for an engineering company.

Website: http://www.billblodgett.com
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Finding Jackson by Anne Holster

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Thank you for joining us at It's Raining Books! What would we find under your bed?

A big mess! That’s what you’d find under my bed, but, it’s an organized mess – big difference. I have several manila folders containing a myriad of paperwork – some book related and some not - scattered under my bed. Why don’t I get a file cabinet? Good question and maybe some day I will, but for now it works for me!

Who designed the book cover for the book you are touring?

When it came time to choose a cover for ‘Finding Jackson’ the one thing I knew for sure is that I wanted it to be both subtle and classy. The book is a love story that revolves around an aspiring musician so I definitely wanted to convey that, hence the couple embracing and the guitar.

I worked closing with my cover artist, Rick Chappell of Chappell Graphix and it took some time, but between the two of us we came up with the concept that was eventually used. I’m thrilled with the way it turned out!

How much of yourself is reflected in this book and how?

That’s a tough question because I don’t feel personality-wise or looks-wise I’m represented in any one character in ‘Finding Jackson’. There is, however, a tiny bit of me that shines through in all of my characters. Whether it be places they’ve been or things that they’ve seen I try to stick with things I know and am familiar with so as to keep it as true to life as possible. I also tend to have a dry sense of humor and that often seeps out in my characters here and there as well.

Where do you get your best ideas?

I get my best ideas from real life. I like to write about real people with real problems and real solutions. If you look around, you’ll see that for yourself in everyday life. Always be an observer!

What have you got coming soon for us to look out for?

Right now I’m working on my fourth novel. Like my other three this one is also a new adult contemporary romance. Where it differs is that it has a bit of a darker feel to it with a main character dealing with an extremely troubled past. Fingers crossed, I’m hoping to have it out by years end!

It's 1977 - Star Wars is breaking records at the box office, Bruce Springsteen's Born to Run tour is taking the country by storm, and born-and-bred Jersey girl Annalise Keller has fallen in love for the first and last time. Hot and charismatic with dreams of making it as a rock star, Keith "Ace" Foxx is everything a teenage girl dreams of. He falls as hard for Anna as she does for him and the two decide to run off to California in search of his big break. Fate has other plans though, and several years and three kids later, Ace has traded in his guitar for a job at the local post office and Anna has become a symbol of all he has given up. Ace spends most nights at the local bar, trying to drink away his anger and resentment.

Flash forward a decade, and their youngest child, Jackson, is headed nowhere fast. In a life filled with meaningless jobs and too much partying, music is his only true escape from the pain of a childhood that abruptly ended one rainy night. The accident had destroyed his family and left him with a slew of unanswered questions.

Everything changes the night Jackson meets Leah. Shy and reserved, she doesn't smoke and barely drinks; she certainly doesn't put out. Not exactly the girl from the Bon Jovi videos he watched as a kid. Yet, before he knows it, she has become his world.

Then, just when it looks like his dreams might come true, betrayal and loss once again threaten everything he holds dear. As Jackson struggles to keep his world from spinning out of control, he knows one thing for sure, the choices he makes now will either be the start of a whole new life, or it just might be the end of him.

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It was hard enough acting like I was fine when I most definitely wasn’t. Inside I was a complete and utter basket-case and I didn’t need anyone else knowing it. I’d deal with it myself – my way – just like I’d done since I was a kid: tuck it away and try to forget.

Of course, forgetting was best achieved with large amounts of alcohol, which was convenient since most of our gigs were at local bars. It never occurred to me that my efforts would only bring everything to a head…and make me cross a line so deep I feared it would be nearly impossible to uncross.

About the Author:
Anne Holster resides in Northern New Jersey with her husband and two children. When she's not writing she enjoys spending time with her family, playing tennis and reading angsty romance novels. She is currently working on her fourth book. Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Anne-Holster-885353721587102
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/13762475.Anne_Holster

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Wednesday, March 25, 2020

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Tuesday, March 17, 2020

Saunders' Choice by Gina Briganti

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She lives life below the waves. What will a man sacrifice to discover it’s not a dream?

Mermaid Velvet has always had a special fascination with the World. And studying its two-legged humans has given the aspiring comedian unique skills to make her audiences laugh. But when she saves a human who believes he’s drowning, she’s stunned by the magic that flows between them.

Saunders is trapped between two realities with no memory of his past. Lost in a strange, underwater domain, he comes face-to-face with an alluring goddess of the sea. When he disappears from her realm, he’s desperate to reunite with the entrancing beauty.

As Velvet continues to bring Saunders out of the darkness, her love for him grows along with her fear that his next disappearance might be his last. And as his memories slowly return, Saunders must decide if he’s willing to leave the World permanently for a chance to be with the mermaid he desires.

Can Velvet and Saunders overcome his terrible fate and sink into each other’s perfect arms? Saunders’ Choice is a standalone novella in the enchanting Natural Gifts fantasy romance series. If you like irresistible attraction, mystery, and love against the odds, then you’ll adore Gina Briganti’s tale of the deep.

*An early version of Saunders’ Choice was published in the Changing Worlds anthology. Buy Saunders’ Choice to dive into an ocean of passion today.

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Knowing that she had only one more day to explore that part of the Dreaming, Velvet took advantage and swam out into another new part of the ocean. Here the water was bubbly and warm, a natural hot spring. Velvet relaxed and allowed the bubbles to massage her back and neck.

Domino surprised her by approaching her in a blended form of a water snake and a seahorse. He looked like an extra-long, coiled, seahorse. In the absence of his usual black and white clothing, he colored himself in black and white triangles.

Velvet couldn’t hold her curiosity any longer. “Domino, where do you get your ideas? You always surprise me.”

Domino’s seahorse mouth was able to smile. “They come to me, maybe the same way your ideas come to you? Some pop into my head, already formed. Others I work with until I like what I see. The more outrageous I look, the more comfortable I feel. Creatures stare, but this way I know why.”

Velvet nodded because ideas did come to her in a variety of ways. “Would you like some bubbles?” She graciously offered to move over, even though the spot she was in was prime and she was enjoying it. Domino had sought her out for a reason, and having to cancel their show at Shugey’s might have been hard for him. She reasoned that he would benefit from the bubbles more than she could.

About the Author: Gina Briganti writes fantasy and sci-fi romance in north Texas. She also writes holistic health non-fiction because real life can be magic, too. Her credentials in holistic health include certification as a Reiki Master Practitioner and teacher, certification as a nutrition consultant, and a degree in holistic nutrition.

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Monday, March 16, 2020

Goddess of the Wild Thing by Paul DeBlassie III

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Paul, welcome back to It's Raining Books. Why do you write in your genre? What draws you to it?

Supernatural thrillers are my thing. It taps into the unconscious mind, what I work with every day with patients in psychotherapy.

What research is required?

Personal experience is the best foundation for world building in supernatural fiction. Experiences you’ve had with the uncanny — dreams, synchronous events, and magical happenings.

Name one thing you learned from your hero/heroine.

The female heroines, in particular, help me to learn a little more about becoming a better human being.

Do you have any odd or interesting writing quirks, habits or superstitions?

I have Native American fetishes on my desk that I arrange in a certain way before writing.
Are you a plotter or pantser?

I hit the page running and what happens, happens — a raw flow of emotion and drama.

Look to your right – what’s sitting there?

There’s a wall, reminds me of limits in the waking world and why sensitivity to the supernatural opens up realms of possibility and transformation.

Anything new coming up from you? What?

I’m finishing up The Goddess of Everything, a supernatural thriller about mother love gone bad and the need to break free!

Do you have a question for our readers?

Do you realize the supernatural/unconscious world affects you whether you believe in it or not?

Winner of the Independent Press Award and the NYC Big Book Award for Visionary Fiction!

Eve Sanchez, a scholar of esoteric studies, is driven into unreal dimensions of horror and hope as she encounters a seductive and frightening man, criminal lawyer Sam Shear.

Sam introduces Eve to a supernatural world in which the wicked powers of a surrogate mother’s twisted affection threaten love and life. Struggling to sort through right from wrong, frightened yet determined, Eve nears despair.

Goddess of the Wild Thing reveals the dramatic tale of one woman’s spiritual journey where metaphysical happenings, unexpected turns of fate, and unseen forces impact her ability to love and be loved.

In the magical realm of Aztlan del Sur, a mythopoeic land of hidden horrors and guiding spirits, Eve, with three friends and a wise old woman, is caught in an age-old struggle about love—whether bad love is better than no love— and discovers that love is a wild thing.

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Shirley spoke up, “Maybe we just gotta give it up and say there’s no good out there and no damn good men.” Shirley spat on the sidewalk, as she was prone to do when attitudes turned south and a pissed-off mood overrode a physician’s reserve. A petite woman, hovering around five-foot-three, she was a spitfire to friends and foes. Her red hair was a fine match for her spicy temperament. She never hesitated to snap her tongue, making an envious woman or cocky man shrivel and long to crawl into a nearby hole and cry. Shirley lived as a healer and a warrior, a woman who cared tenderly for the hurting and raged viciously at pretense and abuse.

Eve, Shirley, and two other friends, Tanya and Samantha, were plagued by man troubles the way pollution settles in during dusty days and humid nights in the Middle Rio Grande Valley of Aztlan del Sur. They were four esteemed professional women who could have any man they chose. Yet time and again, they went for the lower, the bad, the worst. They sabotaged the good, the permanent. Commitment was a frightening consideration for four women who’d suffered childhoods of parental dysfunctional neglect and split-ups. They often quipped, “We found each other because like finds like.” Tonight, Eve’s troubles were front and center. She’d done it again or at least worried she had. The glitch in the man was in the type she attracted: charmers—striking and untrue. Suffering had begun. Time was critical. To stick it out or get out was her dilemma. Things with a new man had taken a terrifying turn.

About the Author:
Paul DeBlassie III, Ph.D. is a depth psychologist and award-winning writer living in his native New Mexico. He specializes in treating individuals in emotional and spiritual crisis. His novels, visionary thrillers, delve deep into archetypal realities as they play out dramatically in the lives of everyday people. Memberships include the Author’s Guild, Visionary Fiction Alliance, Depth Psychology Alliance, International Association for Relational Psychoanalysis and Psychotherapy, and the International Association for Jungian Studies.

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Friday, March 13, 2020

Murder at Eagle's Nest by Pat Duggan

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Murder at Eagle's Nest is a gentle mystery novel set in a peaceful vacation resort in Apalachicola on Florida's Forgotten Coast. The area is still reeling after Hurricane Michael made landfall only thirty-five miles to the west, on Mexico Beach. It uncovers fraud, driven by greed and arrogance. However, everything changes when a body is discovered. The police detective brought in from Tallahassee, quickly enlists the help of two women staying at the resort, who have unusual insight. They ultimately uncover critical evidence, which unmasks the perpetrator.

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Hazel remembered seeing the Comfort Suites Inn as they drove through the outskirts of Panama City. The Airforce Base was located on the main highway and although it had clearly suffered damage during the hurricane, it appeared to be operational. They pulled into the hotel parking lot and made their way to the front desk.

They decided to continue with the story of trying to find a lost friend and approached the front desk manager. Hazel began, “Good Morning. We are sorry to trouble you, but we are hoping you can help us. We are looking for a friend of ours who seems to have gone missing. His name is Randy Jacket and this is his picture.” Hazel held up the photo, then continued, “A young man out at Dugger Field seemed to think he may have stayed here for a couple of nights last week. Do you remember him?”

The manager looked at the photograph and answered, “You say he is missing? Because we don’t normally give out information about our guests.”

Hazel said, “That’s right. And it sounds like he did stay here. Is there anything you can tell us about his visit? We are just trying to gather information.”

The manager, realizing he had been caught by his own words, said, “Well, yes, he was here. Interesting gentleman. He was telling us that his company is going to rebuild Mexico Beach. They are going to build a super new, high class condominium complex, it is going to be the flagship property for his company, he said. He was clearly excited by the whole thing. They have bought all the land and he was going to check it out on the Thursday. Must have been a big property to inspect, because he left after breakfast and didn’t get back until about three o’clock in the morning. I just happened to be working the nightshift and saw him come in. He looked exhausted. I don’t think he even saw me as he walked past the desk. He looked a mess too. His clothes were all dirty. But I guess if you have spent your day on a building site, it is to be expected. “

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Originally from Manchester, England but moved to the U.S. over 30 years ago. I have an accounting background in both countries. Several years ago, I discovered an interest in writing. My two previous books, Finding God in an RV and The Power Within, document my spiritual journey. However, as a longtime lover of murder mysteries, with a passion to follow plots and figure out the perpetrator, it was time for a new direction. I decided to ‘try my hand’ at weaving my own story, and true to my character, I had to tie up all the loose ends. Murder at Eagles Nest is my first mystery novel, and I am already working on the next mystery for my amateur detectives, Hazel and Anna, to solve.

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Wednesday, March 11, 2020

All You Need is a Duke by Bianca Blythe

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When Margaret Carberry’s mother drags her upstairs at a ball, Margaret does not expect her mother to tie her to the bed and lock the door. Unfortunately, Margaret’s mother has taken it upon herself to declare Margaret compromised—whether or not Margaret wants to resort to such tactics to snare a husband.

Jasper Tierney, the Duke of Jevington, is surprised to encounter a half-clothed woman sprawled upon his bed. He is even more shocked to discover her identity. Margaret Carberry is renowned as an incorrigible wallflower, not a seductress, no matter how appealing her bare flesh is against his bedding. When Margaret declares she won’t go along with her mother’s scheme and will find a husband on her own, Jasper vows to assist her, lest Margaret’s mother concoct another method to arrange a compromising situation. Jasper is certain of one thing: he has no desire to marry.

As Jasper works to match Margaret to one of his fellow dukes, the prospect of a forced marriage with her lacks its earlier loathsomeness. Perhaps he missed his chance for true bliss.

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Perhaps the duke was accustomed to women being astounded in his presence, though it wasn’t his exquisite symmetrical features, his tallness, or his manner of fitting his attire with a skill normally reserved for mannequins that left her on edge: it was his words.

“I said I would help you,” he said gently, as if he were a tutor and she were a comprehension-challenged pupil.

She nodded.

“And then I said I would find you a duke.”

Her eyes widened. The man had said the word again.

He nodded, evidently pleased with himself. “A duke.”

She stared at him.

But he’d clearly said duke. Multiple times. She’d thought her heart had pitter-pattered when she’d seen him before, but now it careened.

Perhaps he was teasing her.

And yet his eyes seemed kind, and she doubted he had any acquaintances hiding behind the chaise whom he wanted to make laugh.

Suddenly the room seemed devoid of air, despite the generous sizes of the windows and ample square footage, and she swallowed hard.

The man was so close.

Close enough to sweep her in his arms.

Close enough for their lips to meet.

Close enough…

She stepped away hastily, bumping into a sideboard. The wooden edge poked her leg, and an oriental vase wobbled precariously, sending flower petals tumbling down.

He grasped her elbow with one hand, and energy thrummed through her body.

“I-I don’t understand,” she stammered finally, not wanting to glance at her grandmother, lest even her expression be filled with mirth.

Normally, Margaret understood things.

It was one of her good qualities.

One of her few good qualities.

“Well, I thought your mother would prefer a duke. Unless, you don’t like dukes?”

“I don’t abhor dukes.”

About the Author:
Born in Texas, Wellesley graduate Bianca Blythe spent four years in England. She worked in a fifteenth-century castle, though sadly that didn't actually involve spotting dukes and earls strutting about in Hessians.

She credits British weather for forcing her into a library, where she discovered her first Julia Quinn novel. She remains deeply grateful for blustery downpours.

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Tuesday, March 10, 2020

Santa Barbara Suspense by Catharine Riggs


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Santa Barbara Suspense

What She Gave Away

What She Never Said

by Catharine Riggs

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What She Gave Away

Santa Barbara Suspense #1

What She Gave Away
Revenge is anything but sweet in this twisty thriller about two women with very different lives locked in the same deadly game.

Imagining the best way to destroy a person’s happiness is Crystal Love’s favorite game. Devious and unpolished, the plus-sized loan analyst couldn’t be more out of place in her new town of Santa Barbara, where the beautifully manicured women never age and the ocean views stretch farther than the million-dollar lawns. And yet her eye for the power dynamics at play in this tony community is dead accurate.

Kathi Wright, on the other hand, has made it her life’s work to fit in with the plastic people who surround her. But when her husband—a wealthy bank president—dies suddenly, she’s left with nothing. Then the FBI shows up, asking questions she can’t answer and freezing assets she once took for granted.

While Kathi struggles to outrun the mess caused by her husband’s mysterious death, Crystal seems focused on her game. But why? And who are her targets?

Spanning two years and told in Crystal’s and Kathi’s alternating voices, this tautly plotted novel reveals the power of choice and the price of revenge.

Book Details:

Genre: Psychological Suspense
Published by: Thomas & Mercer
Publication Date: September 4th 2018
Number of Pages: 348
ISBN: 1503901890 (ISBN13: 9781503901896)
Series: Santa Barbara Suspense #1
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I’ve targeted the sperm donor. I blame him for the fat. Not the six-hundred-pound kind that shows up on TV. Or the curvy kind that’s trending in magazines. I’m talking about the basic kind that makes me invisible. Just fat enough that girls don’t hang with me and boys won’t take a second look. Just fat enough to get the glare when I climb onto an airplane or a crowded bus.
I try to avoid mirrors, but they’ve seated me in an office with a mirror directly behind the desk. It has a weird curve to it, warped on the sides and in the middle. It makes me look fatter than I am. I mean, why is the office designed this way? Do they want their clients to feel insecure? Will it make them deposit more money? Help them to choose a bigger loan? I paste on a smile. That usually lifts my fat pads so my cheekbones show through. But smiling in this mirror only makes me look crazy. The door squeals open, and I stand.
“Ms. Love?”
“I’m George Taylor. The bank’s chief lending officer.”
I hold out my hand to an aging hipster dressed in a tight black suit and pink satin tie. Dirty-blond hair, nicely textured. Blow-dryer and curling iron at work. That and a little gel. Stinky gel, the kind that wrinkles my nose. Should I tell him about the bit of salad stuck between his teeth?
“Please take a seat.” He picks up my résumé and gets right to business. “You’ve had five years’ experience as a loan analyst?”
“Six if you count a year of training.” He’s disappointed, I know. I have the qualifications but not the look.
“Why move to Santa Barbara?”
“I’m tired of the Bakersfield heat.”
“You have family here?”
“A few friends.”
He glances at my belly with a question in his eyes. I know what he’s thinking. I carry a lot of weight in my gut. But he’s taken his HR classes. He knows the rules. That’s a lawsuit waiting to happen. I do my best to sound earnest.
“I’m one of those rare people who grew up wanting to be a banker. I love working with numbers. They mean everything to me.”
“So you’ve taken accounting?”
“I was an accounting major at Bakersfield College. Got my AA degree six years ago and went right to work at the local bank. I’ve never looked back.”
He nods, staring hard at my résumé. Time to nudge him in the right direction.
“I’m not looking for a job. I’m looking for a career. I’m a hard worker. I’m focused. I’m single. No children. I’m the most efficient person I know. I believe Pacific Ocean Bank is the right fit for me. Only five branches and ten years in business, but you’re the top-performing bank in the region. Impressive.”
He forces a smile. “Our president’s an industrious man.”
“So I’ve heard.”
George taps his pencil on the table. “We prefer four-year degrees.”
“My accounting major and years of experience should more than make up for that.”
“And we have a strict dress code . . .”
“Which I will follow.”
“No casual Fridays.”
“I’ve never been a fan.”
“The other analysts are men. Any problem with that?”
“None at all.” Fish on the hook. Now reel him in slow.
“Do you work well in high-pressure situations?”
“I prefer them.”
“No problem.”
“Team player?”
“What about references?” He points to my résumé. “May we contact your most recent supervisor?”
“I wish.” I make a sad face. “My ex-boss passed away a few months ago from a horrific accident. A terrible situation. He was a mentor to me. The head of Human Resources said to call her with any questions. She understands my need to move on.”
He scribbles something before looking up. “When can you start?”
“Next week.” There’s something wrong with his left eye. I’m guessing it’s made of glass. I bet it’s a flaw that bugs him. I file away the thought.
Excerpt from What She Gave Away &
What She Never Said by Catharine Riggs. Copyright 2020 by Catharine Riggs. Reproduced with permission from Catharine Riggs. All rights reserved.

What She Never Said

Santa Barbara Suspense #2

What She Never Said
People are dying at a luxury retirement community . . . and not from natural causes.

Ruth Mosby is the VP of operations at Serenity Acres, where the privileged elite go to die. For a hefty fee, wealthy retirees can live the good life in this posh Santa Barbara community—even after they outlive their money. Ruth thinks this is a fine arrangement, but the savvy new boss has a new rule: if you can’t pay, you can’t stay.

Ruth is deeply disturbed when destitute residents start dying at an alarming rate, as if on cue. Even more troubling, a macabre note accompanies each departed guest. Surviving guests whisper about an “Angel” who assists with suicides. Ruth has another word for it: murder.

Ruth enlists her neighbor, an ex-detective named Zach, to discover the Angel’s secret identity. However, the two have a painful history, and Ruth has dark secrets all her own. To solve the mystery, Ruth must descend from her golden tower—but can she bear the consequences of revealing her own sinister truths?

Book Details:

Genre: Psychological Suspense
Published by: Thomas & Mercer
Publication Date:September 10th 2019
Number of Pages: 362
ISBN: 1542042135 (ISBN13: 9781542042130)
Series: Santa Barbara Suspense #2
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Some might call me a cold-blooded killer. I beg to disagree. I’m more like a kindly saint. A patron saint of crossings. One part Saint Christopher, two parts angel of mercy. Add a dash of Mother Teresa, and the recipe is getting close. I have a calling, and I’m good at it. I’ll keep it up until I’m stopped.
“Will it hurt?” The bedside candle casts a shivering shadow across Loretta’s sunken face. Tracing my fingers along the glass syringe, I gaze into her liquid eyes.
“Not for long.” I’ve administered a few insulin overdoses. It doesn’t seem like a bad way to go. But I never lie to my disciples. That would be morally wrong.
“It won’t be worse than the bone cancer?”
“It won’t be worse than that.”
“Then I’m ready.”
I tug her pink slip from my pocket and set it on the nightstand. “First, I need your secret.”
Tears slip along the folds of Loretta’s crumpled cheeks. “I don’t have one.”
I fight off a quiver of irritation. “You’re forgetting our agreement?”
“Of course not. But I can’t think of a single thing.”
“Oh, Loretta. I’m disappointed. I can see the secret in your eyes.”
She plucks at her satin bedcovers until a lavender scent blooms. “What kind of secret do you want?”
I shrug. “Your choice. It can be happy or sad. Scandalous or glorious. I’m not picky. It’s totally up to you. But it must be something you’ve never revealed. A defining moment in your life.”
Loretta is quiet for so long I wonder if she might back out of the crossing. But then she speaks with a trembling voice. “All right then. It’s something that happened on my fourteenth birthday. I’ve never told anyone—not even my husband. I’m still so terribly ashamed.”
“Go ahead,” I say, nearly drooling. This side of me isn’t quite so noble. Less like a saint and more like a tick.
“It was a hot summer day in Michigan.” Her voice cracks as she speaks. “My friends were busy with chores, so I walked to the lake on my own. When I entered the forest, I heard a rustling behind me, and . . .” Her words drone on from there.
Closing my eyes, I sip on her secret. Her words are like a melody—the mournful notes of a dove. When she finishes, I have tears in my eyes. “Thank you,” I say. “That was beautiful.”
“Beautiful? But it was such a terrible moment. So unspeakably dark.”
“There are times when dark can be beautiful.”
Loretta takes a choking breath. “Yes, I suppose you’re right. And I do feel better somehow. You promise you’ll never tell?”
“I promise.”
“Good.” She lifts an arthritic hand and swats vaguely at the air. “You’ll stay with me?”
“Until you cross.”
“Then let’s get moving. I’m ready to see my Charles.” Loretta folds her hands across her chest and takes a quivering breath.
“Peace be with you,” I whisper, and then I inject the fatal dose. A half hour later, I head to my office, where I retrieve my crossing journal and write the seventh entry in my book.
Excerpt from What She Gave Away & What She Never Said by Catharine Riggs. Copyright 2020 by Catharine Riggs. Reproduced with permission from Catharine Riggs. All rights reserved.

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Catharine Riggs
Catharine Riggs lives and writes on California’s central coast. She is the author of the twin thrillers What She Gave Away and What She Never Said, both set in Santa Barbara, California . Riggs has worked as a business banker, adjunct college instructor, and a nonprofit executive.

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Monday, March 9, 2020

Double Deal from Toni Cox

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Resilient: Survival Is Everything

My name is Erika and I am the last human on Earth.

The Simian S1 Virus wiped out everyone, leaving me alone in an Africa that is suddenly not as friendly as I remember it. Amid trying to deal with the death of my parents, finding shelter, and looking for food, I discover horrors I wish I had never seen.

Haunted, hunted, and scared, I only have one thing going for me – I am resilient.

“Resilient is awesome, disturbing, clever, and character driven. There were scenes that made my hair stand on end.” – Reviewer
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The monsters never rest. They lurk, waiting for me to go to sleep.

Already, I have lost everything in my fight with the monsters that haunt my dreams, but my nightmares are about to become a reality when I am kidnapped by a shadowy government agency called the IDA.

Drafted into the IDA’s army of dreamers, the monsters become more real than they have ever been before. I am beginning to learn who, or what, I am – and the responsibility it brings with it.

This is a fight we cannot lose because if we lose, we lose EVERYTHING.

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My heart is hammering wildly in my chest as I drive past the shops and the police station. A line from an old movie floats up in my memory. I see dead people.

There, at the restaurant on the corner, are two bodies on the pavement. A man and a woman. From the look of it, he had her in his arms before she died. I swallow the lump in my throat, terrified.

Putting my foot hard on the pedal, I speed around the corner with screeching tires. I don’t know what is going on and I just want to get away from here.

Haring down the road, I fix my eyes in front of me, ignoring the crazy world around me. When I finally reach the Murray & Roberts building, I zoom into the underground parking, coming to a squealing stop right in front of the elevator.

I sit there for a moment, breathing heavily. I don’t know what to think. Am I still hallucinating from the fever I had? “Pull yourself together,” I tell myself.

Shaking, I climb out of the car and look around the deserted parking. Besides my Polo, there are only four other cars here. I see Stephan’s SUV and hope moves my feet towards the elevator.

I push the button, but the light does not come on. Of course, no electricity. I climb the stairs to the first floor where the reception is. It is empty, not even the security guard is by the entrance door.

Closing the door again, I carry on up the stairs to the second floor to where the offices are. An eerie silence greets me as I open the door to the large, open-plan office. The only light comes from the windows and the shadows I cast on the office desk dividers as I walk past is just creepy.


I drop my bag and rush into Stephan’s private office. My boss is slumped over his desk, head tilted at an uncomfortable angle. “Stephan.” I touch his shoulder. It is cold, even through his shirt. “Stef?”

Bracing myself, I take him by the shoulders and push him back in his chair. A scream escapes me when I see his bloated face and I suddenly become intensely aware of the smell. I gag.

Crying, I run from his office, past the deserted work stations, and back down the stairs. Only when I am back in my car and the doors are locked, do I stop to think about what I just saw.

He’s dead. They’re all dead. My head reels. This must be some kind of nightmare.

With shaking fingers, I start my car, my thoughts turning to my parents.

About The Author:
Born in Germany in 1976, International Bestselling Author Toni Cox moved to South Africa in 1991. Although she has spent much of her working career in the timber wholesale business, she is also an accomplished horse rider, has a diploma in project management, photography, and nutrition, and has a passion for books and all things fantasy.

From a young age, her dream had always been to put her imagination into words. When she was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis in 2013, she decided life is too short not to follow her dream. With the support of her husband and three children, she began writing book 1 of the Elemental Trilogy in January 2015.

Toni Cox writes Epic Fantasy, YA Fantasy, Sci-Fi Fantasy, Urban Fantasy, Dystopian Fantasy, Paranormal Fantasy, and Dark Fantasy. She is a firm believer in dragons.

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Friday, March 6, 2020

Slick Filth by Erato

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It's 1737, and England is on edge: someone has tried to assassinate the King at the theatre, and every stageplay is a satire of the royal family. Enter Prime Minister Robert Walpole with a cunning scheme that will grant him power to censor anything that goes on stage -- by writing the filthiest play ever conceived.

Get ready for sex, castratos and cannibalism, because the Prime Minister is ready to shock the city!

Based on true events, Slick Filth includes a recreation of the notorious play The Golden Rump, which so offended Parliament that new censorship laws were enacted for the first time in England's history. The book is typeset in historical fonts, making you feel like you've been pulled back in time to watch the drama unfold first-hand.

About the Author: Be taken to another ERA with ERATO.

Erato (also stylized erAto) is a Hispanic American author of historical fiction. Her stories are often set in the Georgian/Regency period, taking the characters past the traditional bonnets and balls into gritty cities, medical mishaps and painful love affairs. Her stories color in the forgotten and irregular aspects of history, and several of her books are written in the historical English of the period.

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