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Thursday, 30 May 2013

Promo Blog: The Perfect Crime by Peter Hindley & Susan Goodsell

Title: The Perfect Crime: A Story Of Truth Or Fantasy

Author: Peter Hindley & Susan Goodsell

Genre: Non-Fiction, True Crime, Political

Publisher: 5 Prince Books

Formats Available In: All eBook formats

Release Date: May 30, 2013

Digital: ISBN 13:978-1-939217-64-6  ISBN 10:1-939217-64-4

Print: ISBN 13:978-1-939217-63-9  ISBN 10:1-939217-63-6

Purchase Link: (Available May 30)

Blurb: Events have accurately been recorded since the time of Alan’s death; they combine to reveal an intriguing story. Did he die naturally or was he helped in some way? Has a crime or two taken place? Some may think so. Maybe there is a conspiracy; if so how far it may extend is unclear. Nothing is quite as it should be.

This unique book evolves from a simple account to a vast scandalous exposé, a true and topical account showing a fascinating view of human nature, society, and the establishment in the United Kingdom. Many questions are posed for the reader and evidence is laid bare as you take a journey of discovery.

The story and writing style changes drastically as the twists and turns in the narrative expose themselves; ultimately it reaches a logical end, but that is not the end of the story. A sequel is already underway.


We have accurately recorded the events near the time of Alan Hindley’s death, who was a brother to Peter and father of Susan, the two authors of this account, and what followed; they combine to reveal an intriguing story. Did he die naturally or was he helped in some way? Has a crime or two taken place? Some may think so. Maybe there is a conspiracy; my lawyer certainly thought so; how far that conspiracy extends is unclear. We are certain that nothing is quite as it should be. Nevertheless this account shows a fascinating view of human nature, English society and the workings of the establishment in the United Kingdom. The story is so bizarre that it could well be fiction, and that is why I have added "A story of truth or fantasy" to the title. What is frightening is that it is all absolutely true.

The normal formalities that follow a death were not adhered to after Alan’s demise: Why the mandatory procedures were bypassed may not be evident, but during the course of our nine year account they certainly do become evident.

Why did his wife act as she did and who aided her? These and so many other questions will become apparent.
In this case what is certain now is that the will and wishes of the deceased, Alan Edward Hindley of Paignton, Devon, has not been adhered to and the UK law and establishment did nothing to aid its rectification: The laws relating to Wills are fatally flawed and the government is fully aware of that. As named executors we have been denied the right to execute his wishes. You may think this is not possible, but it is, and it has proved to be absolutely legal.

His wife, Wendy, acted as sole executor of her husband’s Last Will and Testament without the other two named executors and we reveal how simple it is to do just that. Why she felt this was necessary will ultimately be disclosed. You will learn how the solemn duty of executing a will can be mal administered in a totally legal way and without fear of retribution.
We have experienced many twists and turns along our path of discovery and these have been reflected in both the different styles and structure of the book. Our journey has taken us to numerous office doors and has led us into the heart of the halls of government, where events have made it very apparent that what we were witnessing was true injustice and unchecked corruption within the United Kingdom. It is for this reason that we felt it necessary to pen our story, to be able to share our account with you and all our other readers, who have been reading an abridged account on the Internet since May 2008; it is very much in the public’s interest to be aware of what can go wrong and does go very wrong daily.
We have been told that Alan died in his home during the evening of 14th March 2002 in more than one place, and all on the same night, the last time anything vaguely like this happened was two thousand years ago (please forgive the last statement, it is not meant to offend); but first a little background information about the family.

About Peter Hindley:

Peter Hindley is a coach to dance competitors and is a jury member for international dance competitions. He left England in 2007 for a new life in France and has been recording events since his brother’s unconventional death in 2002.

About Susan Goodsell:

Susan Goodsell, co-author and Peter’s niece, lives in England with her partner and their two now grown-up sons. She spent many years in London before returning to Kent in 1997. The year her father died she began teaching English in a secondary school; now after finishing work, she returns home to begin another shift, as a detective and writer.

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Friday, 24 May 2013

Promo Blog: One Bad Day by Edie Hart

Title: One Bad Day

Author: Edie Hart

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Heat Rating: 2

Publisher: Breathless Press

Formats Available In: All eBook formats

Word Count: 15,962

Release Date: 24th May 2013

ISBN: 978-1-77101-993-4

RRP: 1.99

Blurb: Tessa is having one seriously bad day. After agreeing to dress as a cheesy mascot at a convention for her boss, her clothes get stolen, she gets chased through a sinister parking garage, and her apartment gets broken into and turned upside down.
Gray, an off-duty police officer, can’t resist the sexy legs he sees in costume at a hotel convention. When he catches sight of her running for her life through a dark car lot, he's determined to find out what her story is and ends up promising to keep Tessa safe...even if that means taking her home with him.

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Gray stepped outside of the hotel ballroom hoping the air would be cooler out there. He hated stuffy gatherings. Hell, he hated weddings. How two people could think they'd love each other forever was beyond him. Gray didn't do love. Which was why he was stag at a co-worker's wedding. He'd originally planned to invite Monique, but several months back she'd become demanding and talked about moving into his place with hearts and flowers in her eyes. So he'd ended it. Deep down, he'd known that she didn't really want him. She wanted any warm body that would take care of her. She had slowly been trying to mold him into some GQ tycoon, telling him what to wear, how to act, and even going as far as telling him what he needed to do career-wise.

A loud crash on the other side of the hall caught Gray's attention. In the open ballroom across the way he saw legs. Glorious legs in strappy high heels. The beautiful legs were tangled on the floor and attached to an ass that was just as gorgeous. After taking a closer look, Gray realized that above the amazing ass was an enormous, white light bulb-shaped head with blue googly eyes. It had blonde hair and wore a glittery purple hat. The tangled-up legs and heels were flailing around in a pile of what looked like empty light bulb boxes. Several gentlemen nearby were quick to help Legs get her feet beneath her. From their smiles and laughter he could tell that they were all quite happy to be of assistance. Gray didn't blame them.

He watched Legs find her balance in those high heels, and with a little wiggle and tug of her skirt she went on her way.

About The Author:

Edie Hart was born in the Northwest suburbs of Chicago, where she now resides with her husband, two children, dog, and three cats. After spending her childhood making up stories in her head, she finally decided to put them on paper. What came of it was her first novella, One Bad Day. Edie is a die-hard romantic and believes that everyone deserves to be loved unconditionally—both in print and real life.

Edie also admits that "Edie Hart" is a pen name and an alter ego to an otherwise boring wife and mother. Edie is 20 pounds lighter, loves to skydive, travels to foreign places, and is a total sex kitten as compared to the uninteresting other half who is none of those things.

In reality the other half of Edie is a lackluster 40-something-year-old, whose main goal is to keep The Big One (The Boy) from torturing The Little One (The Girl). This week he hit her in the head with a 12-pack of Juicy Juice. Last week he left ravioli handprints on the back of her white T-shirt. The week before that he told her she was adopted and she believed him.

To learn more about her, and find out what The Big One and The Little One are up to, visit her via her website, Facebook, or Twitter:

Monday, 20 May 2013

Promotional Blogs

So during this month I have a few dates to keep you up-dated on:

The following promotional blogs are still to come:

24th May: One Bad Day by Edie Hart (Hopefully - still to confirm)

30th May: The Perfect Crime by Peter Hindley and Susan Goodsell

3rd June: To Catch A Spirit by Carrie Pulkinen

3rd June: Heart In Exile by Mysti Parker

7th June: Return to Zire by J.S. Council

I am also looking at releasing a short Christmas Story, and will be looking at publishers that are available for submissions and fingers crossed a publisher will like the book I am currently working on.

I will keep you all up-dated on my submissions and progress through out the year 

Sunday, 19 May 2013

Breathless Press: Armed forces celebration


So yesterday the wonderful people at Breathless Press had an Armed Forces Celebration blog, on which many lucky people - myself included got the amazing chance to review books that were dedicated to the hard working men and women who serve us so diligently in the army, navy, ect

The book I read was truly amazing - and I really felt like I was in the persons shoes feeling what it would be like if I fell in love with someone who was leaving for the army and how I would feel when they were back.

It would be brilliant if the readers of my blog could maybe pop by Breathless Press's blog and read a few posts, maybe say hi, and maybe if a book takes their fancy - maybe buy one, I really can not recommend the books enough - I didn't read them all, but the reviews for the books are wonderful. And most importantly Breathless Press are such an amazing company for showcasing these heroic people in their stories and on their blogs in a fictitious way.

I have a few more promo blogs to come as well as working on my writing, and will up-date tomorrow to let you know when I have promo blogs. And as always will keep twitter and face book up-to-date.

Now Breathless Press blog can be found here:

My Personal facebook can be found here:

My facebook writer profile:

And my twitter:

Saturday, 18 May 2013

Promo Blog: The Solider's Return, Ava Delany

Title:The Soldier’s Return

Series: The Homecoming Series

Author:Ava Delany


Heat Rating: 3

Publisher:Breathless Press

Formats Available In:All eBook formats

Word Count: 952

Blurb:Hot and tight, Janelle has a surprise for her husband he is sure to remember.

Wet with anticipation, Janelle waits in her sexiest attire. She longs for her husband's return from deployment in Afghanistan. When he arrives, she has a surprise for him. But she isn't the only one with something to share.

Will this homecoming be as fulfilling as she desires?

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The key in the lock sent her pulse racing, and she stepped into the hallway, wanting to be the first thing he saw. The door opened. His finely pressed military uniform accentuated the thick muscles of his chest and arms. His dark hair and swarthy complexion gave him the appearance of an Arabic sheik, and she wanted to be his harem girl.

A loud thump reverberated throughout the room as he dropped the bags he carried. Ignoring his widening eyes, she jumped into his arms, pressing her warm flesh to him. Ron's muscles rippled under her hands. He kicked the door closed behind them, and her lips covered his, her tongue desperate to discover the heat of his mouth.

About The Author:

Ava Delany is the alter ego, the dark and erotic side of April Dawn. Come into her world and play in the dark.

Alaine's Review:

I love how this carried on from the A Soldier's Woman, I was hoping it did. It didn't disappoint. It is shorter than it's first book, but it carried on perfectly. I thought the last one was kind of the like a more realistic adult fairy tail (Romantic and very erotic) and this one is more of the same, and with this one we see how Janelle and Ron get their happily ever after. It's a feel good book, and just like the first book, I highly recommend this book. I think I will be reading more Ava Delany as she still has a fresh writing style that I haven't seen to this high standard in any other book. 

Promo blog: A Soldier's Woman, Ava Delany

Title:A Soldier’s Woman

Series: The Beginnings

Author:Ava Delany


Heat Rating: 3

Publisher:Breathless Press

Formats Available In:All eBook formats

Word Count: 6.723

Blurb:Janelle spent her high school years and beyond fantasizing about Ron. Now, thanks to a game of spin the bottle, her fantasy is becoming reality.Prequel to A Soldier's Return.

Janelle was a chubby and awkward teen in love with the most popular guy from her high school. She's in college now, and her heart still can't let him go even though he's heading off to the army and out of her life. Janelle has once last chance to see him again, but he'd never give her the time of day... would he? When she finds herself drawn into a game of spin the bottle with the man of her dreams, she finds out how wrong she is.

Ron admires Janelle as much for her spunk as he always has for her well-endowed figure. And when the sweetly shy girl shows her wild side, he can't think of anything other than possessing her—mind, body, and soul.

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"Oooh. Into the closet," the redhead chanted.

"Into the closet." The others shouted with him, and Debbie nudged her shoulder, joining in.

Janelle glanced at Debbie, then back at Ron, who came towering toward her. His wide shoulders and dark looks made her think of an Arabic sheik. For an instant, she imagined him throwing her over his shoulder, hauling her back to his pillowed bed, and making passionate love to her in its soft confines. But this was reality, not fantasy.

He extended his hand and she took it, pressing to her feet without putting much weight on him. She didn't want to make her weight any more obvious than it needed to be; though just the touch of his fingers made her feel lighter than air. Lighter than the clouds.

She glided on those clouds to the closet, the taunting chants of the crowd nearly inaudible. In this moment, only the strength of his fingers and the intensity of his gaze existed.

When she crossed the threshold she nearly turned and bolted back out. What if something happened in this room? What if it didn't?

The shadowy room—brightened only by a small nightlight—terrified and excited her. What would she do? What could she do? He wouldn't want to touch her... Wouldn't even want to look at her. Why would he? The door closed behind them and laughter flooded from the crack at the base.

She turned to face him, and her breath hitched. He smelled as good as he looked, and even in the dim light, his bright blue eyes sparkled.

Janelle opened her mouth, but it took a moment before the words would move past her quivering lips. "We can just wait in here for a few minutes, then go out again. We don't have to do anything."

He smiled, raising an eyebrow.

She took a shaky breath, lifting her chin a notch to get the air past the hitch in her throat.

"And why wouldn't we?" He stepped into her.

About The Author:

Ava Delany is the alter ego, the dark and erotic side of April Dawn. Come into her world and play in the dark.

Alaine's Review:

Ava Delany writing is fresh, funny and draws you in from the first line, when I first started reading this I thought it was fresh, witty and honestly I thought the book would be a YA as I hadn't read anything about this book. And then I realised it really isn't. But it is witty and the emotions are so well described you feel like you are having the emotions along with the characters. And it is very refreshing that Janelle seems like an actual young woman who you can identify with, and realistic that she doesn't have an amazing skinny body or is 'super' pretty...  It's only a short book but definitely one I would read again. Can't recommend enough.

Friday, 17 May 2013

Promo Blog: For All Time J.M Powers

Title: For All Time

Author: J.M. Powers

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Heat Rating: 1

Publisher: Breathless Press

Formats Available In: All eBook formats

Word Count: 13,762

Release Date: 17th May 2013

ISBN: 978-1-77101-994-1

RRP: 1.99

Blurb: When Sage stumbles across a man hanging by his coat in a tree, she's torn between fear and curiosity. He introduces himself as Sir Cade, and though his English accent sends a tingle through her, Sage finds his Renaissance clothing and archaic choice of words odd. An accidental touch sends a jolt of inexplicable electricity through her and after they kiss, Sage finds herself on an enchanted adventure filled with medieval mayhem and the possibility of a new life. Will Sage go out on a limb and believe in the magic he professes? Or will she remain rooted to her time without him?

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"Shit." She removed her hand, but the after effect still resonated within her. Showered in the sensation, yet oddly chilled without the warmth of his touch, an involuntary shiver ran through her. "Who the hell are you?" she whispered.

"C-Cade. Sir Cade—of Surrey." His eyes clouded. "Damnation, woman, are ye a witch?"
Despite the seriousness of the moment, she couldn't help but smile. "A witch? Um, definitely not. I think it's you." She braced herself. "Watch." As soon as she laced her fingers through his, he sucked in a breath.

Her eyelids twitched then closed, and she fell into the depths. The pulse of pleasure, like a bubble of air in a pond, slowly rose and popped at the surface of her mind then rippled. It felt...right.

"Pray thee! Ye must cease this." Cade slipped from her grasp, his eyes wide.

She gasped at the sudden disconnection. "I didn't do...whatever that was."

He took several steps back, his eyes nearly black with...was that fury? "Ye harbor power over my...emotions."

Oh, that wasn't fury she imagined, but passion.

"I—" What could she say? It was as if there was an electric current pulsing through him. One that singed the very core of her and made her quake with need. Her heart quickened at the thought of his fingers running over her body, searing her with his touch. She had no doubt it could ignite into something truly magical. Kiss him, a voice inside her urged. Surprised by the thought, she almost followed through. Who was this strange man with electrifying hands?

"Is Surrey a planet?" she blurted. "Are you an alien?" The shock created stupidity, the only explanation for her ignorant remark. "I mean, where is Surrey?"

He tilted his head, a crooked smile conflicting with his furrowed brow. "I dare not ask what an alien is. Or a planet for that matter. But, I assure ye, Surrey is here in England."
It took a moment for his words to sink in. "Oh, Cade." She took his hand, but he snatched it away. She eyed the muscles straining against his shirt when he ran his hand over his face. She wanted to rip his friggin' clothes off. "You're in New York."

"York, England?"

Shit, the hope in his eyes was painful. She hated to snuff it out. "No. Upstate New York." His blank stare made her continue. "Have you heard of Grand Island?" Still nothing. "In between Niagara Falls and Buffalo?"

He slumped to the forest floor. "Hell's teeth," he whispered. "'Tis not a place I have ever heard of."

"Well, the island is tiny, but surely you've heard of Niagara Falls?" Her giggle cut short at the shake of his head. "Oh shit." She sat beside him. "You're teasing me, right?"
He raked his fingers through his hair. "I jest not."

A thought gnawed at the edge of her mind. A weird, outlandish thought. "Okay." She opened her mouth, clamped it shut, then tried again. "Now let me get this straight. You're from England."

"Aye." He propped his elbows on his knees and cradled his face.

"And you've never heard of New York?" Her words sounded wooden, even to her own ears.

"Or the place of falls." His hair draped over his face. She wanted to brush it aside to see if he was smiling. Messing with her. Anything to ease her racing heart.

About The Author:

J.M. Powers is the alter ego of a woman named Jeannie. Jeannie works a day job while J.M. creates new adventures in the romance genre.

J.M. lives on an island in upstate New York where she tolerates the harsh winters and relishes rare sunny days.

Jeannie, a mother of five, is proficient at crust-free tuna sandwiches, Buffalo chicken wings, and embarrassing her kids by wearing skinny jeans to the grocery store.
Both women juggle between work, play, teaching teenagers to drive, and writing romance novels. Though the days can be hectic and schedules full, everything falls together without broken bones or hearts.

You can find this multi-published author at the following links:

Promo Blog... Shadow and Light by K.R.R. Brigstreet

Title: Shadow And Light

Author: K.R.R. Brigstreet

Genre: Realms

Heat Rating: 4

Publisher: Breathless Press

Formats Available In: All eBook formats

Word Count: 20,625

Release Date: 17th May 2013

ISBN: 978-1-77101-140-2

RRP: 2.99

Blurb: A strange phenomenon casts unending night and irrepressible feelings of lust over Kaliana. She must discover the cause, but she can't seem to stay focused...

When night falls over Meso and does not end, Chancellor Kaliana and Master Ganshi must find the cause. As they search for the truth, they discover more than science can explain. Within the night lives a boundless sexual energy, turning scholars into seducers and musicians into man eaters. Beneath the earth a fire moves and rumbles, bringing forth a creature that will envelop and consume all that call it. In the endless night, all boundaries are broken. Can Kaliana and Ganshi overcome the onslaught of lust long enough to restore the balance between shadow and light?

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When the sun shone, it flooded the valley with a beam that struck and splashed between twin mountains. It danced outward, skittering through the mountain valley toward opposite civilizations advancing. The peoples moved each to the other, slowly, like seeds in the earth waiting for the right combination of warmth and moisture to coax their substance from the soil.

To the east, light meandered over green terraces that descended between rock-lined funnels, joining the streams that irrigated miles of pasture, and wound a slow and steady route to the geometric city of Meso. A solar system of paved streets orbited a central blinding compound of glass, stone, and steel. The people of this city reflected their own reverence for the aesthetic machinations of the universe they tried to emulate. Their lines were sharp. Their angles pristine. Their movements productive and efficient. Sunlight that did not succumb to the walls of glass enclosing the structure melted over the bodies of these people. The rest flowed over the sharp angles and refracted, fractioning crystalline and settling over the far eastern forest, where it disappeared into the maze of trees.

Light spared none in the west. The earth cracked beneath its weight, crushing moisture from rocks and opening the veins of plants, desiccating. It painted self-portraits on jagged sunset bluffs, gazing into the mirror of dominion. The light enveloped completely any river that once shaped the red and orange cliffs, leaving a dusty trail for rodents and lizards dashing in and out of shade. Men and women scratched hoes in the dirt, pulling free meager crops that seemed as if they sprouted old and worn. The men and women lived, and the children played and learned, among a vast cornucopia of poisons and potions.

They were hard, shaped by the same wind that aged the banks of empty riverbeds. The people's hard-bought respect approached religious devotion to the dry land. Sobered by the relentless light, the people of the western border mercilessly clung together, commanding of the earth just enough to survive.

This is the light from which the young man traveled.

It happened at Two Mountains Standing, under the moon of the summer solstice. Presiding over the ceremony, the moon bathed the dancers in the pale white reflection of the sun. The dancers disappeared and reappeared in flickers of shadow and light, reflections of the red and yellow fire surrounding them and within them. Their bodies surged, throwing black shadows across the sacred fire circle and onto the two mountains framing them. The moon smiled down on the shadows looming giant on the mountainsides, mimicking their owners' frenzied movements.

The shadows came together and parted, came together and parted, circled and leapt over the fire, leaping from mountain to mountain. Sweat ran down the dancers' arms and legs and they pounded it into the packed earth. A turbulent, wordless harmony brought forth the incantations. Curved backs raised heaving breasts higher, spines rippled, and hot, slippery tits bounced in the bodies' rhythmic undulating.

In the center of this frenetic circle a man lay, immobile. He was a stranger to this place. A solid short mound of earth covered each of his arms; his legs extended toward the sacred fire and also disappeared into the earth. When dancers leapt the fire, they sometimes landed on his submerged arms and legs, pounding them deeper into the ground. The man's eyes stared unblinking up at the moon. No lines marred the man's face, which was dark and unmoving. A braid ran down the back of his head, and the tail of it fanned out loose behind his shoulders where he lay. His eyes were fixed on the moon.

There was no telling how many dancers circled the fire. Sweat poured from their bodies, turning the packed earth to mud. The mud splashed with each pounding step, covering the dancers' legs and the silent man with specks of reddish brown. Sweat turned the specks quickly to streaks, which ran down their bodies like tears. Harmonies rose in pure ecstatic emotion, and hands began to smear rivulets of mud over the arching and writhing bodies.

About The Author:

Between writing and slinging organic veggies at local farmers' markets, K.R.R. Bridgstreet teaches English Literature and Composition to unsuspecting college freshmen. Bridgstreet and her partner live in the woods in central New York with their cats and chickens. Visit for news on latest releases and upcoming books.

Wednesday, 15 May 2013

Promo Blog: When Honey Got Married.....

When Honey Got Married
by Kimberly Lang, Anna Cleary, Kelly Hunter, and Ally Blake

Entangled Publishing - May 2013

Book Description:

Four high school friends and a high society bride reunite to celebrate the wedding of the year with the sexy, successful men who steal their hearts and set their skin aflame...

A wedding planner should never mix business and pleasure, but Grace couldn’t resist breaking rule number one for a hot night with her high school crush!  

Eve hoped to make one last play for the groom-who-got-away…but instead the down-on-her-romantic-luck actress instead found herself in dark corners with his successful, seductive cousin.

The sister of the bride needed a date of convenience and who better than her hazel-eyed, mysterious co-worker? If only Nina could keep her hands off his perfect body until she learned his true identity…

The groom proposed to her eight years earlier, but it was the steamy kiss that Pippa shared with his brother the night she left town that haunted her memories.  Now she’s back and sharing much more than just kisses.

Nothing was going to ruin Honey’s wedding to the man of her dreams.  And she has just the wedding surprise for her beloved groom!

Book Information

Title: When Honey Got Married (Anthology)
Author: Kimberly Lang, Anna Cleary, Kelly Hunter, and Ally Blake
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Length: 277 pages
Release Date: May 2013
Imprint: Indulgence

Book Websites:

Buy Links:

Tour-wide Giveaway

As part of a tour-wide giveaway the authors are offering a $40 Amazon Gift Card to one lucky winner!

Alaine's review:

An amazing book by truely great authors. It's great to see how all the stories come together and how each woman gets her man, even if he isn't who they think they should be with.
You feel like you are living their emotions and it's a feel good book that you just can't put down... Here's an expert from Nina Tempted the Lord if you're still unsure:

Nina Tempted The Lord

“My sister Honey’s getting married.”

“And?” he asked warily.

“And she wants me to be her maid of honor. She sent me a dress. It’s sleek and gorgeous and flattering and it fits as if it were made for me.”

“Really not seeing the problem here, Nina.”

“The problem is I haven’t been home in seven years. Not once, since I chose this way of life. I’m kind of estranged from my family.” Nina tugged gently on the silk she still held in her hands,
testing the strength in it and the give. “Honey tracks me down and takes me to dinner every year on my birthday. My mother sends money and a card and phones me a couple of times a year.
My father sends nothing at all. And now Honey wants me in her wedding party? It’s not going to fly. Honey doesn’t need that kind of stress on her wedding day.”

“Sounds to me as if that decision’s already been made,” Alex offered. “Bride’s prerogative.”

“Bridal insanity,” Nina said.

“Perhaps she’s counting on people to behave.”

“Seven years, Alex. My father hasn’t laid eyes on me in seven years.”

“His loss.”

“He’s a district court judge. He doesn’t lose.”

“He lost you.”

Kind words. Words that made her want to confide in him just that little bit more. 
“I’m scared, Alex. Scared of going home and finding that everything has changed and nothing has changed.”

Alex looked around the practice gym as if weighing his options. Finally, he spoke. “Would you like me to come with you? Be your plus-one? I know a little something about family disapproval. Moral support in the face of it is my specialty.”

Maybe, but seduction and the breaking of hearts came effortlessly to Alex as well, and he wasn’t exactly known for backing down in the face of a challenge. He called things how he
saw them and he was very fond of taking control.

“If I take you, you’ll cause absolute chaos,” she said with utter certainty. “You’ll charm all the women and the men will want to shoot you and I’ll be the one who brought you.”

“I’ll be the perfect gentleman,” said he of the ratty track sweats and faded T-shirt. “I’ll be so respectable you won’t even recognize me."

Tuesday, 14 May 2013

Promo Blog: Foreplay by Tammy Valentine


Author:Tammy Valentine


Series: The Zodiac Club

Heat Rating: 2

Publisher:Breathless Press

Formats Available In:All eBook formats

Word Count: 5,259

Blurb:Twelve star signs, four friends, one extraordinary year. With Foreplay, enjoy a free taste of Izzy on her journey of sexual discovery through the Zodiac.

Twelve star signs, four friends, one extraordinary year. Izzy Morgan is a girl on a mission. When her friend Jessica reveals a remarkable talent for identifying men's star signs purely from their sexual performance, an intrigued Izzy takes up an exhilarating challenge. With Foreplay, you can enjoy a free taste of Izzy as she begins her journey of sexual discovery through the Zodiac.

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As she lay in the tub that evening, relishing the golden candlelight and warm vanilla scent from the bubbles, Izzy turned over the newfound information in her mind. She was fascinated by the notion that she could enjoy a man so much more by knowing which buttons to push—predetermined buttons based on his star sign. She had never had much luck with men, but equipped with Jessica's astrological handbook for seduction, might she not learn to discover the real pleasures of romance?

Closing her eyes, she let her hand drift lazily through the water to her mound and teased the wet, dark hair gently with her fingers. She felt the familiar tingle in her skin as she woke the sleeping creature deep inside, and she arched her back involuntarily as the first wave of pleasure lurched through her. Opening her legs a little wider, she then slipped a finger into the crevice, moist with bubble bath and anticipation, and began to play.

Behind her closed eyes she watched a parade of male models, each one naked but for a fig leaf covering his modesty, engraved with his star sign. Starting with Aries, she made the men line up in front of her in her head, then gazed appreciatively as one by one they shed their leaves to reveal the astrological promise beneath. She got as far as Cancer, the fourth sign, before she came, her clitoris convulsing deliciously under the pressure of her finger.

Could it be genuine? she wondered as she allowed the warmth of the water to bring her round from her daydream. Was there anything more than sheer hokum to the concept of compatibility based on astrology? And if there was, what did it mean for her in her continuing search for the perfect partner, who had so far proved dramatically elusive?

About The Author:

When Tammy Valentine settles down to write one of her stories, she likes to get herself in the mood. She begins with a stroll in the garden, cutting some fresh roses for her writing desk, then lights some beautiful scented candles, pours a nice chilled glass of chardonnay, and lets her imagination run wild. She loves allowing readers into her secret world, and you can find out more about her at

Alaines verdict:

A truly amazing book, and a very good read. Tammy has an amazing voice in her stories and captures all emotions perfectly and you feel like you are right there along with the heroine in the story feeling all that she feels.

Tuesday, 7 May 2013

Promo tours and feedback news


Well I did say 2 blogs would be coming but I have been so busy organising promotional tours thanks to two publishers and writing and applying for jobs until I am a world class author I haven't had the time lately.. So here's the news from what was the best week last week of this year so far...

I got some amazing feedback from the very kind editors at breathless press, and while I wasn't asked to submit more I got tips and pointers. I'm looking forwards to finishing my story and submitting it to two publishers - I have set myself a deadline to finish by November and enter it in to submissions for Christmas Books, so fingers crossed. x

Now for the exciting news: Promotional Tours for Breathless Press and Entangled Publishing....

     Entangled Publishing:
On the 15th of May Entangled Publishing will feature on my blog with an excerpt from one of the stories along with my review of When Honey Got Married.

     Breathless Press:
13th May will feature Foreplay By Tammy Valentine
26th May will feature The Soldier's Return By Ava Delany
3rd June will feature To Catch A Spirit By Carrie Pulkinen
12th June will feature Witchling By Ari Harper

In my personal life I now have an interview at a company called Care UK on Friday, so fingers crossed for that. Although it's going to be a very sad day when it comes to be my last day at The Red Cross and I will miss my fellow workers and Service Users greatly.