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Tuesday, 28 February 2017

💋 Need a chuckle? Check out this British #romcom - A Proper Charlie. Giggles guaranteed, and only #99c! #chicklit

Charlotte (Charlie) Wallis dreams of being a journalist and being part of a family unit. Life hasn’t been easy for her—born to a junkie mother and brought up in a children’s home—she craves a family life, but her current boyfriend has palpitations at the mention of commitment, and Charlie’s beginning to believe she’s going to be the office gofer forever.

Then she hears of a possible Jack the Ripper style story, which has London in its gruesome grip. Bodies aren’t showing up even though prostitutes are going missing at a rate of one a month, and the police are stumped.

Without telling anyone, Charlie dons her best fishnet stockings and hits the streets pretending to be a prostitute in the aid of securing a story to further her career.

But seeing her new boss, Ben Middleton, kerb crawling was the last thing she expected.

Then Ben lets her into his secret, and she not only becomes part of the ‘Jack the Ripper’ story, she finds herself the starring role!

Romcom at its craziest, funniest and British-iest.


Told is varying points of view between the protagonist, Charlie, and her love interest/could-be kidnapper/boss/geek/misunderstood, Ben. He's in the wrong place at the wrong time ALL the time. And they say Charlie's a klutz.

A Proper Charlie

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Excerpt:

It was when she plumped up the cushions for the fourth time that she decided she would go out and do some more research on the prostitutes.

She grinned, brightening as a plan began to formulate in her mind. ‘I’ll approach it differently this time,’ she said aloud, feeling ingenious. ‘And I’ll be a hooker for the evening. I’ll get information undercover!’

She rubbed her hands together, warming to her plan and picturing Melvin’s face when a publishing house took on her book and elevated her up the best-selling list. She would be sending Fanny to the canteen for her lunch and not vice versa; she imagined sending him for lattes and Sushi as Mr Middleton looked on in admiration.

‘Obviously, I won’t be sleeping with the clients, unless Orlando Bloom or Will Smith pulls up,’ she continued, ‘but that’s not very likely. Hell, I’d settle for anyone at this rate! Hmmm, what to wear…’ and she danced off towards her bedroom and pulled out a pair of stockings and a red garter from her drawer while humming to herself. In her enthusiasm, the dangers she might encounter were completely submerged.

Usually, makeup was just a slick of lipstick and sometimes mascara. Therefore, the hunt was on for her makeup bag, which contained cosmetics not worn since her schooldays, unless you included the hideous occasion where she embarrassed herself in front of Mr Middleton at the fancy dress party. She found it after turning her bedroom and bathroom upside down, and emptied the contents in the bathroom sink.

She picked up a red lipstick and pulled off the gold lid. Before the sensible side of her talked her out of her mad plan, she applied the lipstick to her mouth. Smacking her lips together, she looked at herself critically in the mirror. It was amazing how a little makeup changed your face.

She wiped it off and set about making up her face properly using foundation, lip liner and black kohl to line her eyes. She viewed herself in the mirror again: sparkly purple eyeshadow, pillar-box red lips and cheeks. Her makeup would match her red mini skirt and garter that she’d planned to wear.

She straightened her hair and added the blonde hair extensions she had used at the disastrous party, only this time she used all she had instead of just a few. When she’d finished, she looked like a blonde bombshell from a 1980s budget movie.

‘Goodbye Wallis,’ she told her reflection. ‘Hello Charlotte.’

Only 99p!


Sunday, 26 February 2017

An epic adventure for audiences of #YAfiction. When superheroes go bad! #fantasy #YAbooks

The Sorceress's Apprentice: Plan-B
(Elder Codex Book 1)
by
J.L Lahey

     Badger, an eight-year-old orphan, has spent his entire life hiding in books, reading of the heroic deeds performed by valiant knights and courageous adventurers. 
     While attempting to save the lives of his fellow orphans he manifests a magic like power.  He soon learns that using this power comes with a great risk to his own life.
     A beautiful sorceress, clad all in black, soon arrives with an offer to adopt him and teach him how to properly wield his powers.
     Once they leave, he learns that the sorceress is really the leader of a group of adventurers, and they're not the type of heroes that he has ever read about in books.  They’re the kind that steal, get drunk, rob graves, loot tombs, and shoot people in the back.  They basically only do what they need to in order to have a really good time.
     Badger is wondering what type of tale has he gotten into, because he has never read a story quite like this one.



J.L. Lahey dwells in Arizona. He is currently writing stories for the Elder Codex fantasy series, The Tails of The Nine fantasy series and a amnesic paranormal mystery set in Las Vegas.
When he is not writing, he enjoys obsessing over role-playing games, girls, renaissance festivals, on-line games, comics and riding his motorcycle in the rain. He meets weekly, with his gaming group to discus different facets of world domination.


Wednesday, 22 February 2017

Mix gaming, fantasy and #YA and you've got Chaos (un) Controlled. A #mustread for #gamers and #scifi lovers alike.


Chaos (un)Controlled
by




Self-contained Rixa Storms can’t wait to escape the pressures of her mother’s religious, controlling thumb. Fleeing to college seems to be her only escape route, until she stumbles upon an opportunity to learn a unique power in a world called University Heights.


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Tuesday, 21 February 2017

If you liked 'Sliding Doors' you'll love this one from Sue Shepherd! #romcom #paranormal #awesomebooks @thatsueshepherd

Love Them and Leave Them
Sometimes you have to leave the one you love … sometimes you’re the one who’s left behind.

another excellent read from Sue Shepherd

Love Them and Leave Them is a story of love, families, friendship and a world of possibilities. Whichever decision Ed makes, the same people are destined to come into his daughter’s life, sometimes in delightfully different ways. And before they can look forward to the future, they will all have to deal with the mistakes of the past.
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Excerpt:

One

Ed – Six years ago
There was scarcely a moment for Ed to make his decision. Gazing wide-eyed back at him, the rabbit seemed rooted to the spot. It was directly in his line of fire, and if it didn’t move in the next five seconds, he was going to squash it flat. The rain was hammering down, the tyres of Ed’s beloved Avensis barely touching the tarmac.

Ed shouted pointlessly for the rabbit to move. It remained. Ed tooted his horn. The rabbit was oblivious to the approaching vehicle. Ed wondered if he should just hit the stupid thing? Would it damage the car? He loved this car, he’d not had it long. On the other hand, swerving to avoid the creature was surely a crazy idea, particularly in this downpour.

Only metres away, Ed couldn’t do it. Who knew what kind of sickening sound a great fat bunny like that would make on impact? Plus, he was just too worried about scratching the front of his car. With a rapid movement, Ed snatched the steering wheel to the right, his wheels narrowly avoiding the stationary animal. Sadly, those same wheels locked, sending him into a skid. Ed’s car began aquaplaning across the road. He’d made a catastrophic decision, which he regretted instantly. The rabbit, at last roused from its trance, darted its way to the safety of the grass verge, where it disappeared into a bush, to the sound of a ton of metal colliding head-on with a large oak tree.

On his way home, Ed makes a split-second decision that changes the lives of all those who love him.
Six years on, Ed’s daughter, Jessie, is stuck in a job with no prospects, her dreams never fulfilled. It will take more than her unreliable boyfriend, Chris, and temperamental best friend, Coco, to give her the confidence to get her life back on track.
 But what if Ed had made another decision? It could all have been so different …

Six years on, Ed’s daughter, Jessica, has a successful career, loving boyfriend, Nick, and a keen eye on her dream home. But when new clients, a temperamental Coco, and her unreliable boyfriend, Chris, walk into her life, Jessica’s perfect world soon starts to unravel.


 
Sue Shepherd writes contemporary romance and enjoys creating novels with heart, laughs and naughtiness. She doesn’t pull any punches when choosing her subjects, but manages to handle her characters’ challenging situations with sensitivity and humour. Her debut novel, Doesn't Everyone Have a Secret? was published by Corazon Books in March 2015. It reached the top 10 UK Kindle chart, and also topped the romantic comedy, contemporary romance and humour charts. It became available in paperback on Amazon in November 2015.

Sue’s second novel, Love Them and Leave Them, was published in September 2016.
Sue lives on the picturesque Isle of Wight with her husband, two sons and a standard poodle. Her passions in life are: her family, writing, the sea-side and all the beautiful purple things her sons have bought her over the years. Ask Sue to plan too far in advance and you'll give her the heebie-jeebies and she'd prefer you not to mention Christmas until at least November!
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Thursday, 16 February 2017

If you like time travel romances, check out Wide Awake Asleep #time #timetravel #backtothefuture


Fate is predetermined.
It’s a road for us mere mortals to follow until we reach our destiny. But what happens if fate makes a mistake? And that mistake snowballs and snowballs until destiny is never reached?

This is Julie’s story in a time travel saga called Wide Awake Asleep.
Julie's approaching her middle years and finally has the life she wants and worked hard for, but back in the early 1970s her fate-line snapped and plunged her into an existence that never should have been.
Her destiny is demanding to be put right.
Julie doesn’t know it yet, but she’s about to be sent backwards in time to correct the broken fate-line.


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The end is sometimes the beginning

WIDE AWAKE ASLEEP

EXCERPT (taken from Chapter Four):

I woke with a bump; like I’d been submerged beneath water. Gasping. Breathless. The shimmering man slipped from my consciousness as I fought to hold on to him—I felt he was important but the dream disintegrated as panic overcame me.
I scrabbled around, getting my things together, knowing I had to get out of the car before it became my grave. It was still daylight. I’d missed the meeting though. Sod the meeting. I reached to grab my bag and briefcase from the footwell. My hand stopped in mid-air. A beaded yellow and red bag was in place of my Ted Baker handbag.
I took the bag anyway. I needed money to make phone calls for a recovery service and a taxi. I’d pay whoever’s bag it was back. I grabbed my briefcase and opened the car door. The car was at an angle, pointing downward, and I slipped. I had to grab the door one-handed as my feet disappeared beneath the car. But I felt strangely light; as if I could jump and easily reach the swaying trees making a canopy over the road. I threw the bag and briefcase to the top of the embankment and climbed up.
On my knees, I opened the bag, hoping to find a phone inside. There was a packet of cigarettes. Players No. 6 to be exact. I turned it over in my hands. Even as a non-smoker I knew this brand had long been replaced by something else. I dropped them in the bag, maybe whoever they belonged to was a retro smoker.
I searched further, but other than a discoloured makeup bag, an opened packet of strawberry Spangles, a pen, diary and a hideous brown purse there was nothing that I could use to help me out of my predicament.
My iPad!
I reached for my briefcase, but as I did, I realised that that too wasn’t mine. In fact it was nothing like mine. This wasn’t genuine leather, it had no long handles and it was scuffed and well-used.
Too late to register, an old Cortina wooshed past. I stood quickly, yelling and waving my hands, but it had disappeared around the bend in the road. I ran after it a few paces, but stopped, knowing it was futile.
There was nothing for it—I’d have to walk. I couldn’t be far from civilisation. This was England for goodness’ sake! I picked up the handbag and briefcase. I didn’t want whoever’s it was to say I’d stolen it. I’d have to look after it until I could return it. The garish-coloured bag went over my shoulder.
Something made me turn to look down at my poor, smashed up car. Ghost-like figures surrounded it. I couldn’t make out features, colours or anything much, just strange transparent floating shapes hovering around my car.
Fear caused me to step back. I wasn’t religious, and I disbelieved in anything hocus-pocus and was also suspicious of anyone who claimed they believed in the afterlife, but I couldn’t explain those ghostly figures as anything other than Death trying to find me. Trying to find out how I cheated it, maybe.
I closed my eyes and rocked on my feet as dizziness brushed over me. I opened them again carefully, almost afraid of what I’d see. But it was mist that was surrounding the car now.
Just mist.
‘Silly woman,’ I said, and turned to look around at my surroundings. I was on a typical narrow country road, and I was afraid I’d have a boy-racer come up behind me and finish me off. I wondered what time it was. I never wore a watch, and as my mobile was broken I didn’t know the time. I stopped and squinted up at the sun. It was high in the blue sky, but how could that be? It was January, the sun never rose much during the winter months. I looked around at the gently swaying trees—fully leaved. The field to my left was full of tall rapeseed. The yellow flowers gave off a familiar smell that reminded me of my childhood in the village before I left with my father as a teenager.
This was crazy. It’s January. I’ve not only slept through the night, but the entire winter?

Monday, 13 February 2017

Domestic abuse drama by @JenLGilmour #mustread #abuse #blogtour @emmamitchellfpr 

Isolation Junction:

Breaking free from the isolation of emotional abuse

by
Jennifer Gilmour

Rose is the mother of two young children, and finds herself living a robotic life with an abusive and controlling husband. While she struggles to maintain a calm front for the sake of her children, inside Rose is dying and trapped in ‘Isolation Junction’.

She runs an online business from home, because Darren won’t let her work outside the house. Through this, she meets other mums and finds courage to attend networking events, while Darren is at work, to promote her business.
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It’s at one of these events that Rose meets Tim, a sympathetic, dark-haired stranger who unwittingly becomes an important part of her survival.

After years of emotional abuse, of doubting her future and losing all self-confidence, Rose takes a stand. Finding herself distraught, alone and helpless, Rose wonders how she’ll ever escape with her sanity and her children. With 100 reasons to leave and 1,000 reasons she can’t, will she be able to do it?

Will Tim help her? Will Rose find peace and the happiness she deserves? Can Rose break free from this spiralling life she so desperately wants to change?

Extract from Isolation Junction

Chapter One

Ice cold rain splattered her face; her toes and fingers were numb and yet she sat there huddled up and gently rocking herself. It was a black night with no stars, like someone had just switched off the sky. The only light shining on her face was the orange glow of a single street light. Rose couldnt cope anymore, she was crying into her hands so hard it hurt her heart; it was a deep spike of a pain rushing through her body and this wasnt the first time she had felt it. Rose had felt this often through the last 5 years of her life and yet this felt like an eternity. She sat there in the mud at the front of a run-down old church surrounded by old and wonky gravestones, completely soaked through. Rose didn't care, she had learnt to become care-free from her own feelings and thoughts. It was like she had become a robot. Rose had lovely long red hair down to her bottom with stunning green eyes, a curvy figure with a peachy bottom. She used to be the centre of her family, everyone wanted to be around her because she brought life to a family gathering. She was always comical and sometimes stepping over the line, but her family and her friends loved her for who she was. Lately she had become muted at gatherings and would never go out socially unless Darren was by her side.
            Rose’s mind was racing through those years in which she suffered, spent and wasted with Darren. Better known as Den (a name Rose had always hated), he was a short and overweight man in his 30s. He had ended it with her, again, but this time Rose was going to act on it. This was a regular statement from Den to try and keep her in his possession by panicking her. Den didnt know that this time Rose was going to stand up to him, but how? Roses parents had never approved of Darren simply because of the 10-year age gap.
            You're young and naïve,they had said to her after the first introduction. He's not the type of man you normally go for either,Rose's mum had expressed and she was correct. Rose did have a type and Darren wasn't her usual.
            Rose had explained to her parents, He tells me I'm beautiful and no one has ever complimented me like he does.Why hadnt she listened to them? They were correct, but Rose thought that perhaps it was good to go away from her usual type.
            Why hadn't she taken the countless offers of a temporary place to stay when she became trapped?
             Rose knew the relationship wasnt going to last just weeks into the mess. She thought back


About the author in her own words:

'Born in the North East, I am a young, married mum with three children. I am an entrepreneur, running a family business from my home-base and I have a large readership of other young mums in business for my blog posts.

From an early age I have had a passion for writing and have been gathering ideas and plot lines from my teenage years. A passionate advocate for women in abusive relationships, I have amalgamated and fictionalised other survivors experiences alongside my own to write my first novel detailing the journey of a young woman from the despair of an emotionally abusive and unhappy marriage to develop the confidence to challenge and change her life and to love again. I hope that in reading my debut novel, I will raise awareness of this often hidden and unseen behaviour and empower women in abusive relationships to seek help for themselves and find the confidence to change their lives.'




Tuesday, 7 February 2017

Enter a world of mystery and magic with Wizard of Kharathad #fantasy


The Wizard of Kharathad
by
Matia ben Ephraim    

Ever wonder where all the honourable heroes of pure heart and selfless intentions went?
You'll find them in The Wizard of Kharathad in the enchanting land of Doronloch, where the supernatural is an everyday thing and mythological creatures come alive in the vibrant setting of their world.
Raised on a farmstead situated a few miles outside the town of Kharathad, Dogalas was a young man solid and true, just like all Kharathidian men were brought up to be. It was a common practice that lads between sixteen and eighteen springs of age would train under the wise Wizard of the Tower, in order to become semizards.
Dogalas, forever curious as to the detailed workings of magic, intended to follow in their footsteps and find out for himself what it meant to be a semizard. Little did he know the perils that awaited him on his path, the secrets that abounded in his own past and the hidden destiny of his future.
Enter a world of mystery and magic, replete with incredible creatures (from gnomes to dragons and beyond), enchanting characters, diverse locations, and unlock the door to the magic within with The Wizard of Kharathad - the book that keeps on living.