Wednesday, June 26, 2019

The Burn by Kristal Dawn Harris

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Leon, a fallen angel cursed to exist as a vampire, has waited for his mate for centuries when Shana shows up on his dance floor wreaking havoc with the other immortals in his club. Embittered by the deaths of her angelic parents, Shana denies Leon. She wants nothing to do with vampires, and walks away only to put both of their lives in danger. Compassion brings Shana back to Leon's side only to find him hovering close to death. Love grows until they are both encompassed by The Burn. Together they battle dark spirits and Lucifer himself, all the while falling deeper in love.

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Leon winced when he heard Shana’s name. He wanted to hate her. He tried to curse her. He couldn’t forget her. The taste of her blood burned into his memory. Even now he craved one delicious drop. He didn’t want to look, but he couldn’t turn away. He didn’t want to know anything about her childhood. Her small voice whimpered as her tiny arms wrapped around her sister’s neck. Loud footsteps stomped across the old, linoleum floor. He couldn’t stop himself from watching the nightmarish scene play out before his eyes.

Just as the older girl picked Shana up and started for the basement door, the older woman swung her arm with the metal spatula in her hand. It smacked hard against the bare skin on Shana’s back. The sound of metal striking skin made Leon jerk in outrage. Shana’s small body arched in pain. Leon wanted to comfort her as she cried out then buried her face in her older sister’s shoulder. He watched helplessly as the girls hurried through the dark doorway and disappeared down the steps.

Leon turned his hatred on the older woman with the spatula. She stood in the doorway where the little girls disappeared with her hands on her hips. She grumbled underneath her breath then stomped back to the stove as if nothing ever happened. Fire shot from his eyes as his hands clenched at his sides.

About the Author:
Kristal Dawn Harris is an American author, born in Middletown, Ohio, on August 16, 1970. She currently resides in Ohio with her husband. Kristal has been married for 27 years and has two children. She graduated from Carlisle High School in 1988, then furthered her education at Miami University. She has a business degree in Accounting Technology. Kristal spent twenty years working as an Office Coordinator in the hospital until she released her debut novel, “The Rings of Faolan-Emeralds,” through The Wild Rose Press.

In 1999, Kristal suffered a debilitating disease called “Guillain-Barre Syndrome.” This rare disease damaged the nerves in her body requiring the use of drop-foot braces in order to walk. Kristal considers herself a survivor and encourages anyone with a disability to follow their dreams.

Kristal has one more book contracted with The Wild Rose Press which will release in 2019. She is considered a hybrid author since she published “Hand-Carved Wolf” on her own. Kristal is an avid reader who enjoys romance from all genres, but paranormal is her favorite.


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Friday, June 21, 2019

Demon's Grotto by Kate Hill

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Ben wants Laura to reconsider staying overnight at Demon’s Grotto, and he has information about the club’s history that should convince her. He tells her three creepy love stories, hoping she will change her mind.

Rise of the Creature: When a mad doctor brings a dead man back to life, only his beautiful assistant can make that life worth living.

The Demon Within: A man on the run stops to rest at a rooming house, not knowing that it’s the hunting ground of a gorgeous succubus bent on devouring handsome guests.

Don’t Cry, Wolf: An ad for a maintenance man at a bed and breakfast is answered by a former soldier who’s harboring a hairy secret. The business’s lovely co-owner becomes involved with this sullen hunk who’s more than she imagined possible.

After hearing these stories of love and murder, will Laura decide to spend the night at Demon’s Grotto?

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“I got it!” Gabby said, dancing toward the door. She spun a few times and opened it.

Declan stood outside. Holly’s breathing quickened and she couldn’t keep from smiling.

“It’s our maintenance engineer. Declan, baby, come on in.” Gabby grasped his wrist and pulled.

His brow furrowed and he looked uncomfortable as he tugged away from her.

Holly quickly intervened, stepping between Declan and her friend. “Ignore Gabby. She’s had a few.”

Holly couldn’t help noticing that Declan had changed his clothes and by the dampness of his hair, showered. They were close enough that she caught the scent of his soap as well as a mint aroma -- like he’d just brushed his teeth. She couldn’t help smiling. At least her cigarette discussion had gotten to him. It was advice she’d received from her mother when she’d tried smoking as a kid. Apparently the threat of no kissing worked as well on a thirty-two-year-old man as it did on a teenage girl.

“Are you here for the party or because we’re disturbing you with too much noise?” Holly asked.

“If I’m still invited, I’m here for the party, but if I’m not on the guest list anymore, then I’m here about the noise.”

Again Holly laughed. “I’m learning a lot about you tonight, Declan. You have a sense of humor after all.”

Holly’s father approached. He was nearly as tall as Declan and could be just as stern. “Honey, who’s this?” her dad asked.

“This is Declan. The maintenance guy I told you about. Declan, this is my dad.”

“Sir.” Declan offered his hand.

Her dad stared at him hard for a moment before accepting his handshake. “My daughter tells me you’re a good worker and that you helped her on the first night you met. Thank you for that. Her mother and I worry about her a lot. Two women living alone in the city. It can be dangerous.”

“As long as I’m here, I’ll keep them safe.”

“Excuse me, gentlemen, but I’m right here,” Holly said, annoyed. “And I don’t need a guard dog.”

“Looks to me like you’ve got one anyway,” her dad said, still holding Declan’s gaze. “She also tells me you served in the military?”

“Yes, sir.”

“What branch?”


Holly remembered that Declan preferred not to talk about his time in the service. “Dad, I want to introduce Declan to everybody else.”

“Okay, honey. Your mother and sisters are already on their way over here. Good luck.” Her dad raised an eyebrow in Declan’s direction before walking away.

Holly’s mom and sisters weren’t interested in grilling Declan about his past, but preferred to concentrate on his plans for the future. It was pretty embarrassing, so she pulled him away as quickly as possible.

“I’m sorry about my family,” she explained. “It almost seems like they think you’re my boyfriend or something.”

“Don’t apologize. You’re lucky to have a family who cares about you. I haven’t…” He stopped abruptly.


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Always a fan of romance and the paranormal, Kate Hill started writing over twenty years ago for pleasure. Her first story, a short erotic vampire tale, was accepted for publication in 1996. Since then she has sold over one hundred short stories, novellas and novels.

When she's not working on her books, Kate enjoys reading, working out, spending time with her family and pets and running the Compelling Beasts Blog, dedicated to antagonists, antiheroes and paranormal creatures. She also writes under the name Saloni Quinby.

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Thursday, June 20, 2019

The Becoming by Lilith Thorn

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Welcome to It's Raining Books. If you could apologize to someone in your past, who would it be?

I’d apologize to myself. I don’t give myself enough credit and I’m really hard on myself. Oh and my parents. I’d also apologize to them. I wasn’t a very kind teenager.

If you could keep a mythical/ paranormal creature as a pet, what would you have?

While my children would love me to bring home a Unicorn as a pet I think I’d prefer a Brownie. These are small people like beings who sneak into your home at night to clean the place up. Honestly, they wouldn’t need to sneak in, I’d invite them in and give them cookies and milk.

How do you keep your writing different from all the others that write in this particular genre?

I focus on my voice. I don’t really worry about what other people are writing. Maybe this will be a weakness in my work, but if I’m hearing other voices/styles while I’m writing I’m more likely to get the two confused and lose the story in the process.

What are the best and worst pieces of writing advice you ever received?

My editor really pushed me to dig deeper into Niamh story and to get sexier. It pushed me out of my comfort zone which was an exciting experience. I’d put that in the ‘best’ column.

Worse? That one is harder. Either I’ve been fortunate or I’ve been able to walk away from bad advice without letting it linger.

Are the experiences in this book based on someone you know, or events in your own life?

No. Everything in this story is totally fiction.

Niamh is a good wife. She learned early on that crossing her husband had consequences. Living quietly in the shadowed cage he has formed around her, Niamh suffers his secrets and bares the scars they leave behind.

On the night of her biggest humiliation Caleb enters the ballroom changing Niamh’s course forever. He brings safety to her dark world and introduces her to the possibility of escape. Will Niamh’s love for Caleb be the key to her freedom or will it be her undoing?

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I began to remove my clothing, feet first, when I heard the door to the sitting room open. Without hesitation, my guest walked through the room to where I sat. Caleb. I was on my feet immediately, though I had barely taken a step toward him before he had me enveloped in his arms. With both grace and speed, the perfectly made bed and my body collided with Caleb on top.

I was lost to him for what seemed like a moment and forever all at the same time. His hands and my hands both explored the figure opposite them, as if they were making sure the other was really there. Our lips were sealed to one another, tongues exploring as our hands were. My body instinctively pressed itself against his with no desire to be anywhere else. My skirts were bulky, blocking the heat from his body. My corset and Caleb’s weight made it hard to breathe and I was fighting my own instincts to tear into him with every bit of pent up desire that had accumulated since puberty.

Despite all of this, I was elated. There was nothing outside of this moment, only the feel of his lips pressed against mine, his knees pushing open my thighs to cradle his hips against my skirts, my breasts alive and begging for his touch.

The spell was broken when he pulled his face from mine, his hands searching to find a way under my many skirts.

“No hello?” I panted, smiling. Caleb smiled in return while his fingers made their way to a small patch of flesh at the top of my thighs. His hands hung onto my skin, pulsing, waiting for my permission to explore further.


He leaned down to kiss me again, but this time I turned my head away. He didn’t remove his hand from its hiding place, nor did he look hurt, but he paused for a moment waiting for me to tell him to stop. His eyes locked into mine while his fingers slowly circled the flesh they were in possession of, willing to give up this action and move to higher ground if asked to do so.

I did my best to quickly assess what I wanted from him in that moment. There was a strong pull to throw caution to the wind and let him take my virginity right then and there. In fact, my hands had a strong grasp on his buttocks and seemed very unwilling to let go.

With a deep sigh, a reluctant release of his backside and a motion to sit-up, I blurted, “I was going to clean up before I came to find you.”

Better than the “I think I love you” that was on the tip of my tongue, I supposed.

Caleb rolled off me, allowing me to sit. He perched on the edge of the bed and held his hand out to me. “I can help you with that.”

There was a devilish grin on his face. While I had called a stop to our encounter this day, we both knew that the days to come would lead to my undoing.

About the Author: Born in Dundas, ON, Lilith Thorn is a restless wanderer. Her first move was to St. Catharines where she earned a Theatre degree at Brock University. Despite her parents’ wish that she would return home and work at McDonalds after graduating, Lilith refused and instead moved to Toronto to give acting the ‘Old College Try.’ After years of sacrificing her other passions for the stage and an empty bank account, she put away those dreams to say “Yes” to a different adventure. This took her to Dublin, Ireland for a few years where she met, fell in love with, and married another Canadian who took her to the one place she said she’d never live: Yellowknife. After nearly a decade in Canada’s Great White North, Lilith looks forward to further adventures with her husband and two children, just about anywhere.

Lilith Thorn is a pen name, the pseudonym used to protect the innocent; that is, so she hopefully never has to explain to her mother-in-law over dinner that she has written an erotic novel.


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Tuesday, June 18, 2019

Lacewood by Jessical James

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Thrust together by chance. Bound together by destiny. A disillusioned socialite and a special operations veteran find a way to save a small town while healing themselves. A haunting read about the journey to restore an abandoned 200-year-old mansion and the secrets it reveals about a long-lost love.

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Will watched Katie move easily around the kitchen, as if she’d lived in this house for years, not mere weeks. As usual, her long blond hair was braided in a single pigtail—but there was no ball cap today. She seemed somehow elegant and refined despite the blue jeans and tank top.

She turned and held a mug toward him. “Here you go.”

Without thinking, Will reached out and touched a tendril of hair that had come loose and lay spiraled near her cheek. “You have paint in your hair.”

She stood perfectly still, her deep brown—almost black—eyes gazing into his with an expression he couldn’t quite read. Slowly, she reached up and ran her fingers through the strands in an effort to remove the hardened glob. “I probably look a mess.”

Will knew he should make a comment, but he didn’t know what it should be. Yes, she looked a mess—but he had a feeling her interpretation of the word didn’t correspond with his. Even though her expensive jeans were marred with paint, and her white tank top was streaked with what might be walnut wood stain, she exuded the type of beauty that could both daze and haunt.

“Do you take sugar or cream?”

It took Will a moment to realize she was speaking to him. She nodded toward the mug that had somehow been transferred into his hand.

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Jessica James believes in honor, duty, and true love—and that’s what she writes about in her award-winning novels that span the ages from the Revolutionary War to modern day.

She is a two-time winner of the John Esten Cooke Award for Southern Fiction, and has won more than a dozen other literary awards, including a Readers' Favorite International Book Award and a Gold Medal from the Military Writers Society of America. Her novels have been used in schools and are available in hundreds of libraries including Harvard and the U.S. Naval Academy.

James is a member of the Romance Writers of America, the Historical Novel Society, and the Independent Book Publishers Association.

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Knightmare Arcanist by Shami Stovall

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Magic. Sailing. A murderer among heroes.

Gravedigger Volke Savan wants nothing more than to be like his hero, the legendary magical swashbuckler, Gregory Ruma. First he needs to become an arcanist, someone capable of wielding magic, which requires bonding with a mythical creature. And he’ll take anything—a pegasus, a griffin, a ravenous hydra—maybe even a leviathan, like Ruma.

So when Volke stumbles across a knightmare, a creature made of shadow and terror, he has no reservations. But the knightmare knows a terrible secret: Ruma is a murderer out to spread corrupted magic throughout their island nation. He’s already killed a population of phoenixes and he intends to kill even more.

In order to protect his home, his adopted sister, and the girl he admires from afar, Volke will need to confront his hero, the Master Arcanist Gregory Ruma.

A fast-paced flintlock fantasy for those who enjoy How to Train Your Dragon by Cressida Cowell, Unsouled (Cradle Series) by Will Wight, and Percy Jackson and the Olympians by Rick Riordan.

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A flash of rain pelted the entire city, but only for a few seconds, as though the heavens coughed and forgot to cover their mouth. The man secured his pack shut, protecting his vegetables.

“Oh, this again,” he said.

“Does this happen often?”

“Storms happen frequently enough,” he replied. “This ain’t no storm, though. It’s those flashy arcanists. They like makin’ a show. Just you wait. You’ll see somethin’ good yet.”

Making a show?

I headed toward the docks. Despite the creeping chill, I moved with energy and purpose. Crowds of people clogged the roadways, making travel by foot damn near impossible, even for an arcanist. Frustrated, I jumped onto the wheels of a nearby carriage and used the extra height to pull myself onto the roof of a building. The A-frame roof made for a steep trek, but the tiles were easy to grip, even when wet.

Once on top, I turned my attention to the nearest pier.

A tremendous flash of lightning lit the sky. Thunder chased after, strong enough to rattle the windows and pierce straight to my bone. Luthair shifted through the shadows as another round lit the sky. I knew some arcanists could control the weather, but I had never seen a demonstration so showy before.

A flurry of snow soon followed, but like the rain, it lasted only a few seconds. People lifted their hands in the air, trying to catch the snowflakes as they approached the earth. Most evaporated before anyone could hold them, but I managed to catch a few on my tongue.

The ocean waters beyond the docks swirled into whirlpools. Two cyclones of saltwater rose upward, forming pillars of ocean as thick as forty oak trees, each stretching straight to the sky.

Rapt by the show of magic, I almost didn’t notice the massive leviathan snaking through the ocean. Its shiny scales glistened with each new flash of lightning. The serpent-like body must’ve been as long as ten galley ships and as thick as a three-mast sailing ship. Although the mystical creature never lifted his head out of the water, I already knew who he was.

Decimus—Gregory Ruma’s legendary leviathan.

About the Author:Shami Stovall relies on her BA in History and Juris Doctorate to make her living as an author and history professor in the central valley of California. She writes in a wide range of fiction, from crime thrillers to fantasy to science-fiction. Stovall loves reading, playing video games, entertaining others with stories, and writing about herself in the third person.


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Monday, June 17, 2019

Love Calls You Home by Donna Simonetta

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Stephanie Williams left skid marks on the road out of Willow Springs, Vermont after she finished high school. She didn't return until her company sent her to evaluate the town for a massive development project. Back then she thought the town was way too small and too cold. Now the cold isn't as much of an issue since she's reconnected with her childhood friend, Donald Flanagan. Stephanie doesn't remember his eyes being quite so green, or his body quite so built. He's smart and funny as he ever was, and a forest-fire sized attraction burns between them.

Donald never understood his old friend's driving need to leave Willow Springs. He loves everything about it. When he learns the truth about Stephanie's project, and how it will turn his hometown into a theme-park version of itself, will it extinguish the flame that has sparked between them?

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Whenever she was ready. That was a joke. Stephanie wasn’t sure she’d ever be ready. She stood at the door to his apartment and crinkled the white paper bag she held in one hand and swiped her other hand’s sweaty palm on her white jeans. It had been years since she’d been this nervous about eating dinner with a man, and it was dinner with Donald Flanagan, for God’s sake! Her nerdy, childhood friend. There was no reason to be nervous with him. Except, he’d grown up and filled out, and was one fine looking man now, in addition to still being the smart, funny, nice guy he had always been. As a matter of fact, he’d become the perfect man. Not to mention, somewhere along the way he’d learned to kiss like an alpha male dream––all in control and powerful––Stephanie grew weak in the knees at just the memory of their kiss last night in Finnigan’s parking lot.

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Donna Simonetta writes the kind of books she loves to read--contemporary romances filled with heart, heat, and humor, like the books of her favorite romance writers, Susan Mallery and Jill Shalvis. A Sweeter Spot is the first book in the Rivers Bend trilogy, which is set in a fictional small town, populated by quirky characters. But if you prefer a big city setting and a little fantasy mixed in with your romance, try Angels Fly. A heartwarming story, set in beautiful San Diego, about getting a second-chance with your first love, with a little help from some unlikely guardian angels.

Writing is Donna's third career. She has worked in the business world, which she decided wasn't for her. So she went back to school to get her MLS degree, and worked in a school library, before deciding to pursue writing on a full-time basis. Donna lives in Maryland with her husband, who is her real-life romance hero. They enjoy traveling to visit far-flung family and friends, and spending time on the beach with an umbrella drink and a good book.

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Wednesday, June 12, 2019

Karma City by Gardner Browning

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Why do you write in your genre? What draws you to it?

I’ve always enjoyed stories of adventure. Especially when they are written intelligently. I find a lot of inspiration when I read Robert E. Howard; the richness and texture in Conan’s world is astounding; Ray Bradbury; his pace is perfect and his stories are each so unique, never feeling the same; and Michael Crichton; in my opinion, was one of the most intelligent writers of all time. His medical expertise and scientific mind created some truly chilling stories.

What research is required?

If you have science in your story, you have to talk to experts and read work in the field you’re writing about. Understand the technology. Understand how stuff works. Immerse yourself in it and be fascinated. If possible, visit places that are like your setting. You may find you don’t need to go far to get in touch with your imagination.

I believe that a good book is one with a setting (a world) that is alive around the characters. The characters should be affected by the world around them as much as possible. In big ways and in small ways. Examples: If an explosion occurs a few blocks away, they need to feel the ground shake, hear the screams, be afraid, concerned and confused. Maybe injured by a frantic mob. If it’s cold outside, the characters need to warm their hands with their breath, scrape the ice off their windshield, or even twist an ankle on the slippery sidewalk. If it’s raining, the windows are fogged, they can’t see through their eye glasses, their shoes are soaked and their attitude sucks.

Name one thing you learned from your hero/heroine.

That sometimes being afraid means that you’re doing the right thing.

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

I’m a big fan of re-writing.

Are you a plotter or pantser?

Plotter. I believe the good writers are the ones who are organized, understand story structure and can put a plot through a solid outline to make sure it works before sitting down to write.

Look to your right – what’s sitting there?

A bass fishing magazine, guitar amplifier, Playstation 4 and my old Nintendo 64.

Anything new coming up from you? What?

Just enjoying the release of Karma City, getting ready for my son’s 7th birthday, excited to enjoy the summer months and get out fishing!

Do you have a question for our readers?

No. But if you do enjoy Karma City, please leave a kind review on Amazon. Thank you.

A microscopic parasite has crippled humanity with night terrors and paralyzing anxiety. In this world of increasing dystopia, hope yet remains in Karma City. But when mercenary drifter, Jameson Shoals, learns that a famous scientist has created a stronger parasite to kill the original, it isn’t until the bodies litter the streets that he realizes the horrifying truth: the new parasite is a killer with a mind of its own, and upon dominating Patient Zero, this killer acquires legs, hands, and eyes. It falls upon Shoals and his partner, a deadly female mercenary, to stop PZ and his mob before they can overcome and supplant humankind.

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Though the degradation in society perpetuated by the Malady parasite crippled advancements in industry and commerce, coal mining prevailed in the mountains and parts beyond Karma City, producing abundant fuel for steam engines and thermal power plants. As a result, the railroad had become the people’s last lifeline. Two 4-8-4 steam locomotives, antiquated yet reliable engines, wheeled along cardinal tracks transporting people, medicine and goods back and forth from Karma, Rime, Lobos and many other unnamed stops in the endless Void Lands. The masters of these locomotives were the rifle-bearing men and women sworn to a life on the tracks— the cold-hearted, Iron Tribe.

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Gardner Michael Browning is an award-winning author and professional wrestler. In addition to receiving a New Hampshire Literary Award, two of his novels were part of an international English literacy program for middle grade readers. Browning enjoys classic literature, fishing, playing guitar and spending time with his family.

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Tuesday, June 11, 2019

On Loving by Lili Naghdi

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Welcome to It's Raining Books. Is your life anything like it was two years ago?

It changed since I wrote my first novel. I am using social media more now to be able to connect to my readers. I never had time to use Facebook and Instagram before, but now I am making time to do so. I always looked at writers from the other side of the fence, from a reader’s perspective. But now I appreciate them more, since I am becoming more familiar with their challenges. Writing this novel opened a new door for me which is very interesting to me.

How long have you been writing?

I’ve written two short stories, and few poems in Persian and English through my life as a hobby but never published them. On Loving which I published this year is my first novel.

What advice would you give a new writer just starting out?

Be bold, be yourself and explore your emotions, your thoughts and beliefs that arise from within you and share them wholeheartedly with your readers. I'm sure whatever comes purely from within will always sit well with any reader. Trust your readers and that will always work without a doubt. For me, knowing and feeling my characters while writing about them, their dialogues and etc. was such an incredible way of connecting with the whole story at a different level. I believe thinking in a way that you are also a part of your story and experiencing your characters’ reactions may make a huge difference in your perception and approach to writing and creating your story. Let the characters talk to you in their own ways so you can reflect the true meaning of what they really experience in the plot. When you talk to people or even have a very simple daily encounter, don’t hesitate to evaluate your own feelings toward the topic of discussion or their reactions, their facial expressions. It will certainly help for character development and it may even help you to create a new character that can make your story more relatable for your readers. Be fair and stay away from any prejudice or any preconceived opinion that is not based on reason. It subconsciously pushes you toward wrong misconceptions and eventually kills your creativity.

Tell us something about your newest release that is NOT in the blurb.

It is all about “human’s emotions” and how each person approaches their emotions in different ways. Both male and female characters in this story take you to their own worlds, letting you explore their challenges with them step by step. I tried to use literature and its beauties in my story to make a bridge between cultures and to encourage my readers to search for more after they finished reading this novel.

In 1972, Dr. Rose Hemmings has just finished her general surgery residency when a haunted stranger is shot in front of her in a New York City bar, and their lives become forever intertwined. And when, having been given the blessing of her adoptive father on his deathbed, Rose travels to prerevolutionary Iran to discover the past her American family kept secret from her, she finds a true Pandora's box. It is a world both foreign and familiar, in which her primary place is as the heiress to a great tribe. In Iran, Rose will find family she never dreamed of, her own people, and a man who loves her as passionately as he does the rare black roses of his garden. She will return to the United States carrying a new secret and torn between two men: the one she loves helplessly, and the one who loves her unconditionally.

Woven throughout with Persian poetry ancient and modern, On Loving is the story of one woman's lifetime of love and loss, of societal change in a nomadic people, and of overcoming personal challenges, including mental and physical health, to find true contentment. Above all, it is a story of love: its physiology, psychology and philosophy; the many forms it takes; its myths and truths; its challenges, its joys and its gifts.

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It was almost nine when I got back. Kim had fed Layla and put her to sleep. I sent Kim home for the night, kissed Layla’s face good night and went to my room to change for bed.

Siyavash’s letter was still on the floor. I bent down and picked it up.

Inhaling the scent of the dried black rose, I wandered to the window and stared at the thin, even white carpet of snow on the street. Where do I want to be? I asked myself. Somewhere beautiful, calming. Somewhere full of life, with a boundless, vaulted sky above my head, perhaps!

I then closed my eyes and let myself being taken to Siyavash’s majestic rose garden in Isfahan. I could feel the breeze in my hair, could feel the warmth of the sun on my face. I remembered how Siyavash had looked at me with love and admiration there. I was blind not to see it then. I couldn’t recall Dean looking at me like that …

I opened my eyes and read Siyavash’s letter again, raking my fingers through my hair. Then, nervously rubbing my neck, I went to the phone next to my bed.

“Good evening,” I said when the other end of the line picked up.

“Rose! Is that … Is that you?” It was Siyavash.

“Yes, it’s me!” I paused and swallowed the lump that had risen in my throat. “Come back home! Just come back to me!”

I quickly hung up and rushed to the window, as if for air. Snowflakes were still dancing their way down to the ground.

My chest felt so constricted that I could hardly breathe.

Am I questioning Dean’s love for me? I wondered. Am I comparing it to Siyavash’s? But that was impossible! I shook my head. I’m just giving Siyavash a chance to redeem himself, a proper second chance. But the reminder to myself was pointless: the truth was something else, and I knew it!

I was at fault here. I was the guilty — guilty of blocking not only my ears but also my soul from hearing Siyavash’s voice, so ignorant indeed that my heart was finally reproaching me for my bigotry and cruelty.

I folded the letter and tucked it away in the drawer next to my bed.

I’ll know soon how I need to deal with him, I told myself. Or I’ll just have to find a way around it!

About the Author:
Lili Naghdi is an Iranian Canadian physician who was born and raised in Tehran. She continued her education and research after moving to Canada with her husband and daughter in 1996. Today she practices family medicine in Vaughan, Ontario, with particular interests in women’s and mental health. Being a family physician gives her the privilege of connecting with patients and participating in their care with a deeper understanding of the physical, emotional and social adversities they face. Interacting with people of many different backgrounds has also provided Dr. Naghdi with the opportunity to grow as a person, a physician and an author.

Growing up in pre- and post-revolutionary Iran, Lili became fascinated by the magical realm of literature, poetry and history. She began collecting prized quotations at the young age of eight. Dr. Naghdi has written poetry and short stories in both Farsi and English, but she eventually followed William Wordsworth’s advice to “Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart,” and turned to fiction.

On Loving is her first novel. Inspired by both the ordinary people she has the honor to support and by the great literature of Persia and the world — from Hafez to Forugh Farrokhzad and from John Steinbeck to Margaret Mitchell — Dr. Naghdi passionately agrees with Boris Pasternak, whose Yuri Zhivago is a physician and patriotic poet, when he writes: “Literature is the art of discovering something extraordinary about ordinary people and saying with ordinary words something extraordinary.”

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Monday, June 10, 2019

Come a Little Closer by Chrissy Brown

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Sophie was the love of my life. Okay, we were twelve the last time I saw her but still. I've tried everything to move on—whiskey, women, weed. Nothing seemed to fill the void. Now, ten years later, she shows up out of the blue. The problem, I'm not the boy she used to know. I have a reputation that could ruin everything. Still, I have to try. Even if nothing happens between us, having Sophie in my life as a friend is better than not having her at all. Come A Little Closer is the second installment in the Georgia Boys Series. It can be read as a standalone novel.

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“That’s the fourth girl you’ve walked away from tonight,” Beau adds. “Face it. You don’t want just anyone. You want Sophie.”

I groan. He’s right. Coming out tonight was a mistake. I should be curled up with Sophie, eating a takeaway pizza, and watching a movie with her on the new couch. Oh wait, we can’t watch a movie. She doesn’t have a Tv in that room yet. I should work on that…I shake my head, pushing those thoughts back. I miss her. It’s lame, but I do, and there’s an ache in my chest that’s becoming all too familiar—I hate it.

About the Author: Chrissy Brown lives in Fort Myers, Fl with her hubby, two beautiful girls, one dog who loves to cuddle and another dog who pees on everything. She enjoys going to hockey games, reading romance novels and having “Netflix and Chill” nights.

She’s addicted to everything related to the amazing emotion of love, and has been referred to as a "hopeless romantic" which she took as a compliment. It may not have been and she’s okay with that.

Her Georgia Boys Series is New Adult romance that has three novels published in 2018. She has a young adult romance standalone in the works as well as an erotic New Adult standalone started. She’s a busy writer, but she loves it.

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Wednesday, June 5, 2019

Piper Robbin and the American Oz Maker by Warwick Gleeson

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WORLD WAR OZ from coast to coast.

An adult fantasy that takes one of America's favorite tales and transforms it into a dark and epic landscape few can escape much less understand. Imagine Potter meets Avengers in Emerald city and you're getting close.

After a homicidal alien from Orion arrives on Earth intent on annihilating human life, the 21st century's greatest sorcerers create a network of seven Oz-like city worlds designed to harbor the human race in a newly formed utopia while also protecting it from the alien entity. But the alien is far more magically powerful than anyone suspected. Piper Robbin, ancient daughter of the Earth's greatest sorcerer inventor, Edison Godfellow, must sacrifice all to defeat the implacable force that calls itself "The Witch Queen of Oz," and quickly, before Earth becomes only a cold cinder floating among the stars.

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PIPER ROBBIN WAS HELPLESS. WORLD WAR OZ had exploded up and down the Pacific Coast following the dramatic ejaculation of Pentagon armor, Deplorables, and tripods from the Mojave base. Nothing could stop it. Given the prevalence of strong EMP deployment on both sides, nearly the entire western U.S. remained immune to virtually any type of destructive or useful Tao wavelength, magic or no. Thus the New Humanity Fleet, the Shadow Broker mages, the Dio Soldati brigades, and other magi-tech combat units were severely hand tied.

A grim reality faced the forces of Oz.

The Witch Queen was winning.

The U.S. Army, prodded by her phony Galaxians, pursued Oz and Martian “sympathizers,” while California, deemed a hive of rabid discontent, became a primary target for retaliation. Several million human beings from Sonoma Valley in the north to San Diego in the south were potentially at the mercy of rampaging war machines and flocks of Deplorables wielding blades. The east coast too was in flames, the Atlantic surf red with blood down to South Carolina.

About the Author:
Warwick Gleeson is a dedicated writer of screenplays, short stories, novels, and poetry. He has lived in both LA and NYC and worked many different jobs in his life, everything from roofer to waiter to small business owner to government analyst. He was the major writer, creator, and senior story editor for another project published by Del Sol Press called "War of the World Makers" that debuted in 2017. The novel has since won four national novel awards (two first place and two place) for SFF. Warwick is a big fan of great SFF television writing, like the kind you find in Emerald City, Gotham, The Expanse, and Umbrella Academy. He now lives in Tuscon, AZ, with a fat lazy cat and his most wonderful wife who is also a writer.

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