Arcane Kiss by Angela Knight #paranormal #womensfiction #rabtbooktours @ChangelingPress @AngelaKnight @RABTBookTours

Alternative Universe, Paranormal Women’s Fiction

Date Published: Apri 12, 2024

 

 

Kurt Briggs has a spirit link to a tiger Familiar that gives him superhuman abilities, but when his father is murdered, the military veteran becomes a target for terrorist sorcerers. Alone, Kurt finds he’s no match for the witch and her shape-shifting polar bear. He turns to Arcanist Genevieve Reyes for help in fighting the killers’ spells.

As Genevieve and Kurt hunt the terrorists, shared danger leads to shared desire. But they soon realize Kurt’s passion for Gen weakens his control over his cat. The consequences could be deadly for them both. Genevieve is attracted to Kurt’s animal sensuality, but she knows she may be in as much danger from his tiger as she is from the terrorists.

Even if Kurt and Gen manage to stop the terrorists, their evil sorcery may trigger a witch hunt that could mean the destruction of everyone with magical Talent — including Kurt and Genevieve.

 

EXCERPT

The tiger bounded toward him in a blur of striped fur and powerful muscle.
Kurt Briggs braced himself as the big cat reared to thump huge paws down on
his shoulders. Somehow he managed not to fall on his ass, though eight feet
of cat made an awkward dance partner. Rumbling, the beast touched a cool,
damp nose to Kurt’s.

“Hi to you, too, Stoli.” Kurt dug his fingers in thick reddish
gold fur to give his Familiar a scratch.

Golden eyes narrowed in feline ecstasy and Stoli chuffed a greeting. The
tiger dropped to all fours again, and turned toward the lake with a flick of
his striped tail. Kurt strolled after him across the thick grass.

Through the trees ahead Kurt spotted the flickering glint of afternoon
sunlight on water — the spring-fed lake that lay at the heart of Briggs
Feral Sanctuary. Another tiger lounged in the shallows, six hundred pounds
of stripes, attitude and luminous golden eyes.

Dave gave them a lazy blink, indolent as a pasha. And like a pasha, he
apparently had a harem — or at least a gang of devoted fans. Ten female
volunteers clustered just outside the enclosure fence as close as they dared
get. Dressed in shorts, hats and T-shirts with the BFS lion logo, they all
wore grins of anticipation as they waited for him to do something amazing.
Or, knowing Dave, inappropriate.

Stoli catapulted off the bank, sailed through the air, and landed on the
other cat with a huge splash. The volunteers fled the arcing water, yelping
and laughing.

Dave roared, batting at Stoli’s nose with sheathed claws. “Back
off, Tigger! Do I look like fuckin’ Pooh Bear to you?”

Stoli raced off, chuffing like a giggling ten-year-old who’d pranked
his brother. Which was exactly what he was. The two cats had been
littermates before they’d melded with their human partners. Otherwise
they couldn’t have shared an enclosure. Their fights would have been
real.

“You’d better run, asshole! I’ll turn you into a
rug!” Dave flopped back down in the water with a huff of feline
disdain. “The crap I put up with.”

Kurt’s grin faded. Dave did indeed put up with a hell of a lot. A
year ago he’d been Dave Frost, a member of Kurt’s Arcane Corps
unit — a tall, lanky blond with a wicked sense of humor. But that was
before Dave had died, leaving his soul trapped in the body of Smilodon, his
Familiar.

Another man might have surrendered to bitterness and grief for his lost
humanity. Dave taught himself to talk by making the air vibrate with magic
instead of human vocal cords. Now he was building a thriving career as a
YouTube smartass.

“You got me all wet,” a blonde volunteer complained, pretending
to pout as she pulled at her soaked shirt.

The tiger gave her a toothy grin. “My pleasure.”

“Ladies, quit flirting with the wildlife and finish cleaning the
enclosures.” Kurt put a little subsonic rumble in his voice. Dave
wasn’t the only one who could manipulate sound with his magic.
“We don’t want BFS to smell like the world’s biggest
litter box.”

“Killjoy,” Dave complained.

“You heard the man.” Karla Morgen, the volunteer coordinator,
made a shooing gesture at the women. “The poop won’t scoop
itself.”

“You know,” Kurt told Dave as the volunteers scattered,
“you couldn’t be any more a ham if you were Porky
Pig.”

“How else would I bring home the bacon?” Dave flicked a paw,
and an invisible snare drum banged out a rimshot.

Kurt laughed. “You’re getting scary with the magical sound
effects.”

“I live to terrify. Speaking of performances, how many tickets did we
sell last night? Looked like every inch of the arena bleachers had
somebody’s butt on it.”

“Pretty much.” BFS’s Feral 101 show was designed to
educate sanctuary visitors about big cats. They’d livened it up with a
demonstration of Feral abilities, but the material had still been as dry as
sawdust — until Dave had taken the emcee job in his capable paws. “We
brought in five thousand in ticket sales and donations, plus another
thousand for selfies and souvenirs.”

And they needed every dime. Keeping fifty-nine exotic cats fed and healthy
wasn’t something you did on a shoestring.

Dave gave him a smug smile. “I has skillz. I also has half a million
followers.”

“You’re just lucky they don’t know what an asshole you
are.”

“I’m a tiger. We’re supposed to be assholes.”

Movement across the lake drew Kurt’s attention. In the next
enclosure, a lion came to the water’s edge, accompanied by his two
lionesses. Staring at the tigers, the Familiar roared.

 

 

About the Author

New York Times best-selling author Angela Knight has written and published more than sixty novels, novellas, and ebooks, including the Mageverse and Merlin’s Legacy series. With a career spanning more than two decades, Romantic Times Bookclub Magazine has awarded her their Career Achievement award in Paranormal Romance, as well as two Reviewers’ Choice awards
for Best Erotic Romance and Best Werewolf Romance.

Angela is currently a writer, editor, and cover artist for Changeling Press LLC. She also teaches online writing courses. Besides her fiction work, Angela’s writing career includes a decade as an award-winning South Carolina newspaper reporter. She lives in South Carolina with her husband,
Michael, a thirty-year police veteran and detective with a local police department.

 

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High Tea at the Beach House Hotel by Judith Keim #releaseday #womensfiction #romance #rabtbooktours @RABTBookTours

The Beach House Hotel, Book 8

Women’s Fiction with Romantic Elements

Date Published: April 15, 2024

 

 

Guests can be surprising…

Ann and Rhonda continue their work at The Beach House Hotel, always striving to make their upscale property the best on the Gulf Coast of Florida. As they’ve learned, not all guests are easy. When they receive a request from Hilda Hassel, a member of the Bavarian royal family, for a
two-week stay at the hotel in January, demanding the best room and high tea every afternoon, Ann is uneasy. Other Hassel family members cancelled a large, fancy wedding at the last moment leaving a mess behind. But Rhonda convinces Ann that having a royal guest could increase important European business, and Ann agrees.

After deciding to give Hilda the Presidential Suite for two weeks during their high season and welcoming her to the hotel, Ann and Rhonda are left to wonder if they’ve made the biggest mistake of their lives when Hilda arrives with her “nephew” and strange things begin to happen.

Another of Judith Keim’s series books celebrating love and families, strong women meeting challenges, and clean women’s fiction with a touch of romance—beach reads for all ages with a touch of humor, satisfying twists,
and happy endings

 About the Author

Judith Keim, A USA Today Best Selling Author, is a hybrid author who both has a publisher and self-publishes. Ms. Keim writes heart-warming novels about women who face unexpected challenges, meet them with strength, and find love and happiness along the way, stories with heart. Her best-selling books are based, in part, on many of the places she’s lived or visited and on the interesting people she’s met, creating believable characters and realistic settings her many loyal readers love.

She enjoyed her childhood and young-adult years in Elmira, New York, and now makes her home in Boise, Idaho, with her husband and their adorable dachshund, Wally, and other members of her family. While growing up, she was drawn to the idea of writing stories from a young age. Books were always present, being read, ready to go back to the library, or about to be discovered. All in her family shared information from the books in general conversation, giving them a wealth of knowledge and vivid imaginations.

Ms. Keim loves to hear from her readers and appreciates their enthusiasm for her stories.

 

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Moose Ridge: Ending to Beginning by Craig Hastings #promo #teaser #excerpt #giveaway #womensfiction #rabtbooktours @ch875299_craig @RABTBookTours

Moose Ridge, Book 1 – Ending to Beginning

 

Inspirational Fiction / Women’s Fiction

Date Published: 08-02-2021

Publisher: Champagne Book Group

 

 

Faced with hardship and heartbreak, Jazmine finds solace and hope amidst
the hallowed halls of Harvard. Raised in a world of privilege that swiftly
crumbled beneath her feet, she emerged from the ashes as a foster child,
forever marked by the scars of her past. But fate has a way of weaving
unexpected blessings into the tapestry of our lives.

Embarking on a new chapter alongside Michael, a promising medical student,
Jazmine is finally poised to seize the idyllic future she has fought so hard
for. Leaving behind the familiar streets of Boston and New York, she
ventures into uncharted territory – the vast, untamed landscapes of Wyoming
– where Michael will complete his rigorous neurosurgical residency.
It’s a profound turning point, the culmination of Jazmine’s
unwavering dedication and boundless determination. For once, the universe
aligns with her dreams, assuring her that this time will be different.

But just as life teeters on the precipice of fulfillment, an unforeseen
letter shatters Jazmine’s newfound happiness, thrusting her into a
whirlwind of uncertainty. The fates conspire to test her strength once more,
as she grapples with overwhelming choices and unstoppable forces that
threaten to unravel all of her dreams.

“MOOSE RIDGE: ENDING TO BEGINNING” is a poignant tale of
resilience and the indomitable spirit of the human heart. It is a story that
will transport you from the towering spires of Harvard to the rugged plains
of Wyoming, and ultimately deep into the depths of emotion. Join Jazmine on
a transformative journey, as she learns that the true measure of triumph
lies not in the fairytale endings we crave, but in the unexpected beginnings
that arise from the ashes of our shattered dreams. 

 

Excerpt

 While drying off, I catch my reflection again. At least my face is no longer smeared with makeup. I brush my auburn hair the best I can, which takes time since it’s well down my back. Michael bugged me about the time I wasted on my hair, but I prefer it long. After returning to the bedroom, I put on cut-offs and my favorite shirt. It was my father’s and all I have left of his. It’s old and several buttons are missing so it might reveal more than it should. Not that anyone is here to see. I could parade around nude. 

Might have to, since my budget didn’t allow much for clothes. While packing, I’d thought this would change since Michael would have an income here. Now, though, what I have must last even longer. 

My suitcase is open where I left it, with the boxes from Boston off to the side. They contain everything I own. Might as well sort out my meager belongings. It’s all on me, and will be from now on. What else do I have to fill my time? The tears start again. 

Since there isn’t much, it doesn’t take long to unpack. It’s a good thing I have so few clothes since there isn’t much in the way of drawer space in the four-drawer scarred wooden dresser. In the kitchen, I find the basics, but knowing how to cook would help. Three frozen dinners are in the freezer, so I won’t starve right away. When I discover there’s coffee, I get my old coffee maker going and soon have a cup poured. I amble through to the living room, desperate not to let the drabness affect me. 

With few choices, I flop on the musty couch and contemplate what is next. Michael’s letter on the floor in front of me doesn’t help. The tears are stinging my eyes again when I hear a knock. Before I can get up, there’s another. After setting my cup on the bare coffee table, I hurry to the front door and open it. A man stands outside the porch door. He waves, smiling. The icy air making itself known makes me conscious of my missing buttons. I grab my coat and open the porch door, finding to my amazement a cowboy, complete with hat, boots, and a heavy coat I think they call a duster. I didn’t know cowboys still exist. 

I motion him into the enclosed porch and he steps in, removing his hat and releasing his mid-length light brown hair with its lighter blond highlights. 

He’s standing much taller than my five-six, and even though he’s wearing a heavy coat, appears more than fit. “Afternoon. I’m Jason Withers. My grandmother sent brownies to welcome you to the neighborhood.”
“Neighborhood? I have neighbors?” 

He chuckles. “She’s the closest and lives over the hill. She wanted to welcome you, but she’s not real mobile and asked me to bring these by,” he says, holding out a covered plate. 

“Oh! Well, thank you. I’m Jazmine. Jazmine Strake,” I tell him, taking the plate. “You say your grandmother lives nearby? Do you live with her?” 

He smiles. “No! She’d think I was trying to take care of her.” 

“Well, it was nice of you to bring this by. I’ll return the plate as soon as I can.” That is a farewell. I’m hoping he’ll leave. 

“No hurry, take your time. I understand you’re here alone?” 

I’m not sure if he’s trying to make conversation or what, but he seems nice. “Yes, the original plans didn’t work out.” 

“I heard they offered your friend a better position.” 

How small is this community? Does everyone know? “Would you like some coffee and brownies?” Why did I ask that? 

“No, I shouldn’t come in, but thank you, I enjoyed meeting you. Let me give you this. It’s my number, in case you need anything.” 

As I glance at the card, I’m startled by his title. “Doctor? You’re a doctor?” I pause, appalled at my tone. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like it sounded.” 

“No problem. I’m not the type of doctor you’re thinking. I’m a DVM, Doctor of Veterinarian Medicine. A large animal vet. You can still call me though, if you need something.” 

“Well, thank you. I might take you up on it.” 

“You should. Again, welcome.” 

He turns to leave and I half expect a horse to be close by, but no. Instead, there’s a monstrosity of a truck out front. 

I’ve never seen a pickup that big. Not that I’ve seen that many. His name on the door with the words “Veterinarian Services” along with his phone number makes me snicker. I guess everyone has his number. He backs out and gives a wave before making the turn onto the road.

 

About the Author

Born in Muncie, IN, Craig is as typical middle-America as they come. He was young when his parents divorced and his grandmother came to live with him,
his mother, and two sisters. Seeing his grandmother’s faith in God on a regular basis led him to accept and know everything is okay, God’s in charge.

Craig served 20 years in the U.S. Air Force and followed this as a DoD contractor where he had multiple tours overseas and around the U.S. While there were events in his life that tested his faith in God, nothing compared to when his first son was born with major medical issues. As a twenty-one-year-old father with a young devastated wife, his faith had never been tested more. After enduring several surgeries, some considered experimental, his son passed away at six months and two weeks. But even in his brief life, he had a tremendous impact on Craig and others.

Since then, God has blessed Craig with two more sons and has been a constant guidance in his life. Craig’s time in the military and as a contractor afterward included over 20 years overseas, where he was part of local mission churches. On their last return to the states, God led him and
his wife to Oklahoma, where he teaches Bible studies and serves in a local church.

The memory of what God did to help him through his parent’s divorce, his son’s illness and death, and many other events in his life, has led him to want to share what impact God had and has with him.

Nowhere are we promised a life without tragedies, setbacks, problems, or devastating events we have no control over, but God’s word does promise, ‘It’s okay, God’s in charge.’

 

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Moose Ridge: Ending to Beginning by Craig Hastings #promo #giveaway #inspirational #womensfiction #rabtbooktours @ch875299_craig @RABTBookTours

Moose Ridge, Book 1 – Ending to Beginning

 

Inspirational Fiction / Women’s Fiction

Date Published: 08-02-2021

Publisher: Champagne Book Group

 

 

Faced with hardship and heartbreak, Jazmine finds solace and hope amidst the hallowed halls of Harvard. Raised in a world of privilege that swiftly
crumbled beneath her feet, she emerged from the ashes as a foster child, forever marked by the scars of her past. But fate has a way of weaving unexpected blessings into the tapestry of our lives.

Embarking on a new chapter alongside Michael, a promising medical student, Jazmine is finally poised to seize the idyllic future she has fought so hard for. Leaving behind the familiar streets of Boston and New York, she ventures into uncharted territory – the vast, untamed landscapes of Wyoming – where Michael will complete his rigorous neurosurgical residency.
It’s a profound turning point, the culmination of Jazmine’s unwavering dedication and boundless determination. For once, the universe aligns with her dreams, assuring her that this time will be different.

But just as life teeters on the precipice of fulfillment, an unforeseen letter shatters Jazmine’s newfound happiness, thrusting her into a whirlwind of uncertainty. The fates conspire to test her strength once more, as she grapples with overwhelming choices and unstoppable forces that
threaten to unravel all of her dreams.

“MOOSE RIDGE: ENDING TO BEGINNING” is a poignant tale of resilience and the indomitable spirit of the human heart. It is a story that will transport you from the towering spires of Harvard to the rugged plains of Wyoming, and ultimately deep into the depths of emotion. Join Jazmine on a transformative journey, as she learns that the true measure of triumph lies not in the fairytale endings we crave, but in the unexpected beginnings that arise from the ashes of our shattered dreams.

 

About the Author

Born in Muncie, IN, Craig is as typical middle-America as they come. He was young when his parents divorced and his grandmother came to live with him, his mother, and two sisters. Seeing his grandmother’s faith in God on a regular basis led him to accept and know everything is okay, God’s in charge.

Craig served 20 years in the U.S. Air Force and followed this as a DoD contractor where he had multiple tours overseas and around the U.S. While there were events in his life that tested his faith in God, nothing compared to when his first son was born with major medical issues. As a twenty-one-year-old father with a young devastated wife, his faith had never been tested more. After enduring several surgeries, some considered experimental, his son passed away at six months and two weeks. But even in his brief life, he had a tremendous impact on Craig and others.

Since then, God has blessed Craig with two more sons and has been a constant guidance in his life. Craig’s time in the military and as a contractor afterward included over 20 years overseas, where he was part of local mission churches. On their last return to the states, God led him and
his wife to Oklahoma, where he teaches Bible studies and serves in a local church.

The memory of what God did to help him through his parent’s divorce, his son’s illness and death, and many other events in his life, has led him to want to share what impact God had and has with him.

Nowhere are we promised a life without tragedies, setbacks, problems, or devastating events we have no control over, but God’s word does promise, ‘It’s okay, God’s in charge.’

 

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Toran Unbound by Rebecca York #excerpt #comingsoon #paranormal #womensfiction #rabtbooktours @ChangelingPress @RABTBookTours

A Paranormal Women’s Fiction Novella

(Unbound, Book 7)

 

Paranormal Women’s Fiction

Publication Date: ‎
January 19, 2024

Publisher: ‎Changeling Press LLC

 

 

Toran Bladewielder’s life was upended when a battle injury forced him
to leave his order — the Holy Defenders of the Gods. It is upended again
when he catches a thief pilfering food from the warehouse he is guarding.
Although the miscreant turns out to be a beautiful woman, his duty is to
hand her over to the authorities.

But when he discovers she is a slave who escaped from a ship in the harbor,
his sense of right and wrong urges him to hide her.

Desperate to maintain her freedom, Farah will do anything escape the
clutches of her cruel master — even seduce a man whose sexual innocence and
moral decency are clear to her.

But as she angles to keep Toran on her side, their relationship heats up.
Neither expected to ever find love, yet the intensity between them builds —
until Lord Camari’s men find Farah and drag her back to him for
punishment. Can Toran rescue her, and is there any way for these unlikely
lovers can forge a lasting relationship?

 

EXCERPT

Toran Unbound

Rebecca York

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Copyright ©2024 Rebecca York

 

Toran Bladewielder lurked in the darkness of the warehouse, determined to
catch the thief who had been stealing foodstuffs from recent shipments.
Repressing a wince of pain, he leaned back against the building’s
rough stone wall to ease the ache in his leg. Six months ago, he had been a
Holy Defender — a member of the religious order which preserved the
authority of the gods. Then in a battle far from home, he had been struck
down by a blow from an infidel.

The injury to his leg had made him unfit for military service, and he had
been unceremoniously shipped back to his home monastery. There he had been
given a choice — accept the menial jobs of tending the garden and preparing
food for his brothers — or leave the order. After the exhilaration of
battle, he was unable to envision a life of such work. With a heavy heart,
he had chosen to renounce his vows.

For months he had felt like a brigantine without a rudder, adrift on an
unknown sea, until his old schoolmate Gareth Lamb had offered him a
guard’s job in one of the Glencarn warehouses that he and Prince
Gawain owned. It was a far cry from his former holy mission, but at least it
was work that could utilize some of his fighting skills.

When he wasn’t at his post, he was working to strengthen his ruined
leg. The combination kept him from tipping over the edge into the black
despair that had threatened to swallow him whole.

It had been a routine job — until the last few days. Now he had a real
puzzle to solve. No one had been able to catch the sneak thief helping
himself to a recent shipment of foodstuffs from far off Amorn, although the
evidence of his work was as plain as an open box of dates or an unsealed
amphora. But the knave was well-nigh invisible.

Invisible? Toran snorted. That was mere fantasy, but the lout always seemed
to know when it was safe to strike — leaving only the evidence of his
thievery.

Not tonight. Toran had worked out a plan to capture the culprit. He made
his preparations during the day, then stationed himself in one of the
smaller side rooms of the dockside building.

But the plan had its own disadvantages. After hours of waiting in the
shadows, his bad leg had begun to throb. Soon he would have to shift his
positions, and that would give him away. He clenched his fists, his jaw set
in a hard line as he fought down the pain.

He was about to give up when the sound of soft, stealthy footsteps put him
on alert. Someone had come into the room where Toran had stacked crates of
the cargo that the thief had been plundering. He stayed where he was,
determined to win the upper hand this time. He could not see into the room
where the bait was stacked, but when his keen ears detected the squeak of a
nail being eased from a crate lid, he readied himself to pull on the cord in
his right hand.

To his surprise, he heard a sudden flailing as though his quarry had
somehow realized what was about to happen. But it was already too
late.

The rope released a net that fell from the ceiling over the boxes — and
over the brigand who stood beside them.

The man let out a high-pitched scream, then scrabbled as he tried
desperately to disentangle himself from the web, but the edges were
weighted, making it hard to lift.

Toran sprang from his hiding place and moved across the stone floor as
quickly as he could. But he had been standing in place for too long. His bad
leg gave out, and he ended up going down in a heap. Luckily, the netting
trap gave him the time to crawl forward and come down on top of the
struggling prisoner.

They lay entangled on the cold floor, both breathing hard, the miscreant
trying desperately to get away, and Toran just as determined to hold onto
his captive. As the man thrashed about, Toran felt spindly arms and legs, a
slender back, and a mass of soft hair. An unusual combination, he thought as
he pulled the webbing tight, gathering it around the prisoner as though he
were securing a wild animal in a net.

“Stop struggling or you will hurt yourself,” he advised.

The words were met with a stout kick to his bad leg that might have hurt if
the netting hadn’t truncated the blow.

It was too dark in the warehouse to see the struggling form. Ignoring his
throbbing knee, Toran gathered up net and captive and dragged them across
the floor and through the cargo door onto the riverside wharf where he had
left a lantern burning on a hook.

At this hour of the night, there was no one else about. As he dragged his
bundle, he added to his impressions of the thief. This was no full-grown
man. It must be a youth — mayhap a desperate street urchin who was using
the shipments as a source of food. Still, stealing was stealing, and it must
stop.

Angry that the exertion had him breathing hard, Toran grabbed the prisoner
by the hair and turned him to his back so that he was suddenly looking down
into frightened green eyes. They were the first thing he saw, but he quickly
took in more details. Wild dark hair framing a delicate face. A small nose,
a slender neck. His gaze traveled farther downward, seeing ragged clothing
of a cut he did not recognize. Not pants below the dirty shirt, but skirts.
As a former holy brother, he had little experience with skirts or anything
else to do with the female sex. Quickly his gaze traveled upward again,
seeing twin mounds pushing up at the chest. This was no slender lad. It was
a girl.

“Blood of the gods,” he croaked. “Who are
you?”

She looked away. “Nobody.” Her voice was soft and strangely
accented.

“A thief,” he answered his own question. “Look at
me.”

Slowly she turned her face back toward his, and he saw the look of
devastation in her eyes.

“Let me go and you will never see me again,” she
whispered.

“I cannot. You have stolen from a royal warehouse, and I must turn
you over to the prince’s guards.”

He saw her lips tremble. “I did it to keep myself alive.”

“Who are you?” he asked again.

 

About the Author

New York Times and USA Today Best-Selling Author Rebecca York began her
career as a journalist writing articles for newspapers and magazines, but
after several years decided to try writing fiction. She’s a highly
successful author of over 50 romantic suspense and paranormal novels and is
the head of the Columbia Writers Workshop. Her many awards include two Rita
finalist books. She has two Career Achievement awards from Romantic Times:
for Series Romantic Suspense and for Series Romantic Mystery. Her Peregrine
Connection series won a Lifetime Achievement Award for Romantic Suspense
Series. She collects rocks, and enjoys cooking, walking, reading, gardening,
travel, and Mozart operas.

 

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The Rose Who Blossomed Through the Concrete by Rosemary D. Oglesby-Henry #promo #christianfiction #womensfiction #rabtbooktours @RABTBookTours

Christian Fiction, Women’s Fiction

Date Published: November 22, 2022

 

 

Oblivious and unconcerned with what was happening, I allowed the pitfalls of life to form in what I thought was a perfect garden. I learned that you cannot mend a spiritual wound with human tools. Thus, God left my garden covered by concrete.

The Rose Who Blossomed Through the Concrete calls on girls, women, and mothers to hone their failing faith into spiritual growth and healing. The power of this novel lies within the heart and soul of the author, Rosemary, who uses her testimony to inspire each of us to view our choices and our consequences as new opportunities to draw us closer to God, find our
purpose, and blossom.

 

About the Author

Ms. Rosemary Oglesby-Henry is a native Cincinnatian. Rosemary started her adult life as a teen parent but used her struggle, strong faith in God, social support, and self-motivation to heal and help others to do the same.
Oglesby-Henry is a bridge-builder, nationally known leadership educator, author, philanthropist, and award-winning founder/ CEO of an impact organization (501c3) committed to helping teen parents master the concepts
of self-leadership to leave a legacy.

Ms. Oglesby-Henry’s work has been published in three magazines including Forbes and four novels. She is featured in the 2022 Documentary Short, Worth One’s Salt by Producer Dr. Dretona Maddox, a social impact film that focuses on barriers to health equity in maternal health for black pregnant teens.

She has received more than (40) forty honors and recognitions for her leadership and philanthropy throughout her career. She has shared her story and her organization’s mission as a speaker and panelist at conferences, events, and across international and local media outlets to millions. She has been quoted in numerous magazines and on platforms for her advocacy
positions related to education, Youth Pregnancy &Parenthood Awareness, and maternal health. Ms. Rosemary has been a member of more than 10 boards local and state.

Over two decades Rosemary, an entrepreneur. has used her business acumen to mentor and consult with more than 50 small businesses and non-profits to start, expand programs, and increase revenue by more than 50% estimated cumulative at $200,000.

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Wild Asses of the Mojave Desert by Lis Anna-Langston #promo #releaseday #giveaway #womensfiction #newadult #rabtbooktours @LisAnnaLangston @RABTBookTours

New Adult – Literary – Contemporary fiction –
Women’s fiction

Date Published:10-20-2023

Publisher: Mapleton Press

 

 

This novel about friendship, nostalgia, and finding oneself is funny and tender, moving and poetic, while standing firmly in hope and love. The characters are thinkers, overthinkers really, who are trying to find their way by asking the deep questions of life with wide-eyed wonder and talking through life’s uncertainties. They fearlessly confront the choices they’ve made, examining their desires and their mistakes. The result is a smart,
engaging novel depicting a young woman’s search for the people and place she will call home.

 

Praise for Wild Asses of the Mojave Desert 

 ‘The best stories begin with wreckage.’ Jack London 

…a journey away from the familiar and into the desert of discovery…As relationship quandaries, marriage possibilities, and good and harmful emotional connections emerge against the backdrop of the desert environment, readers receive a multifaceted story that connects via both emotional and landscape twists of perspective. 

Wild Asses of the Mojave Desert is a novel that pulls at heart and mind alike. Through Skye’s journey and process of letting go everything she’s held tightly throughout her life, readers receive a compelling saga… 

-D. Donovan, Sr. Reviewer, Midwest Book Review 

 

 With lyrical prose and philosophical conversation, Skye’s relationships light up as fiercely as the streaks marking the desert sky at night. This novel about friendship, nostalgia, and finding oneself is funny and tender, moving and poetic, while standing firmly in hope and love. The characters are thinkers, overthinkers really, who are trying to find their way by asking the deep questions of life with wide-eyed wonder and talking through life’s uncertainties. They fearlessly confront the choices they’ve made, examining their desires and their mistakes. The result is a smart, engaging novel depicting a young woman’s search for the people and place she will call home. Returning home is a powerful and effective plot device that, in this author’s hands, feels vibrant and new partly because of the fully realized characters and strong dialogue that endow the relationships with wise and vivid truths about life. 

-RECOMMENDED by the US Review

 

 

About the Author

Lis Anna-Langston was raised along the winding current of the Mississippi River on a steady diet of dog-eared books. She attended a Creative and Performing Arts School from middle school until graduation and went on to study Literature at Webster University. Her novels have won the
Parents’ Choice Gold, Moonbeam Book Award, Independent Press Award, Benjamin Franklin Book Award and NYC Big Book Awards. A three-time Pushcart award nominee and Finalist in the Brighthorse Book Prize, William Faulkner Fiction Contest, George Garrett Fiction Prize and Thomas Wolfe Fiction Award, her work has been published in The Literary Review, Emerson Review, The Merrimack Review, Emrys Journal, The MacGuffin, Sand Hill Review and dozens of other literary journals.

Hailed as “an author with a genuine flair for originality” by Midwest Book Review and “a loveable, engaging, original voice…” by Publishers Weekly, you can find her in the wilds of
South Carolina plucking stories out of thin air.

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Taken by the Gorgon by Megan Slayer #promo #paranormal #womensfiction #teaser #excerpt #comingsoon #rabtbooktours @changelingpress @RABTBookTours

Taken, Book 4

 

Paranormal Women’s Fiction

Date Published: August 11, 2023

 

Trudi wasn’t looking for a romantic partner when she stumbled on Nick in the park, but the sweet man sure seems out of place in Eerie. He also seems drawn to her. He might be the death of her, but he could also be her soulmate if she’s willing to open her heart.

There’s just the tiny matter of her deathly stare.

Nick knows the moment he meets Trudi that he’s met his match. The beautiful gorgon haunts his dreams and he can’t get enough of her kiss. When she agrees to help him research his past and unravel his family tree, he knows he can’t let her go.

As long as she doesn’t kill him…

 

EXCERPT

 

“This has got to be the place.” Nick stopped at the edge of the
town. Eerie, Ohio. He stared at the sign and everything within him screamed
to get the hell out of there. He wasn’t much of a paranormal. He was
supposed to be the grandson of a gorgon, but honestly, he wasn’t even
sure. He’d come to Eerie in search of answers. His life didn’t
feel like his own and his family didn’t seem to want him around. Like
he wasn’t one of them. His father kept dropping hints that he needed
to find out where he’d come from, and now it was time to do
that.

Shit. No one wanted a man who might or might not be a gorgon around. He
wasn’t seen as a trickster. He was the most serious person he knew. He
sucked at jokes, sucked at relaxing and was a disaster with relationships.
He didn’t know how to give over control.

He looked up at the sign again.

 

Eerie

The best little town around.

 

Best little town. Ha! Maybe the place to find anything that didn’t
make sense. According to legend, the town was home to every paranormal
creature known to exist. Probably had a few the humans didn’t know
about, either.

If he was going to learn about his family and figure out who he was, then
he had to cross over. Had to go to the town hall and look up the records.
He’d have to face his past. He was the bastard son of a pair of
humans, so he’d been told. To be honest, the people he referred to as
his parents were actually his adoptive parents. The real ones were still a
bit of mystery to him.

His mother might or might not have been a human. His father was equally an
enigma. He might have been a gorgon, but he might not have been if Dino
wasn’t his true father. If Nick wanted to unravel the mess, he’d
have to go to Eerie.

He had no choice.

He forced himself forward because he needed those answers.

He drove into town and a shiver ran the length of his spine. He’d
heard stories about Eerie. If one didn’t have a drop of paranormal
blood, then one wasn’t going to get into town. He’d made it, so
he must’ve had something within him that allowed him passage. Was he
really a gorgon? Hell if he knew.

The only thing he knew about gorgons was what he read in books, scrolls and
on the Internet. The information freaked him out. Turning people to stone?
Who wanted to do that? But it made sense as to why he couldn’t seem to
keep a relationship. His girlfriends claimed he was hard to love. He
hadn’t really turned anyone to stone, though.

Supposedly, he might even be immortal. But if that was the case, he
didn’t buy it. If he was a gorgon, then why didn’t he have
snakes for hair? No, he had unruly curls that spent more time out of control
than in. He didn’t have scaly skin, either. He had freckles, but those
couldn’t count. His skin wasn’t golden, either. He did have a
mark on his back — he’d been told the mark looked like a pair of
wings – but he didn’t have an abnormally long tongue, like the
statues did.

According to the rumors, his mother was possibly Stheno, a monster and the
most dangerous of the gorgons, but if she was the fabled gorgon, was his
father a gorgon, too? Dino was, but none of the stories made sense.

If he’d had any idea, then he’d feel better about himself,
instead of being a walking disaster. One rumor claimed his parentage might
have even been from someone in the underworld. He did have a mark on his
chest that resembled a shield, but he had no idea what the shield might
represent. Some claimed he had sea creature within him. His grandfather
might have been a basilisk.

Anything was possible. He drove through town and felt oddly at home. Like
he’d always belonged here. Maybe he did.

He parked in a spot in the center of town, where the road ringed the park.
Children played on the equipment and caregivers sat on the benches. Unlike
the rest of the world, here he saw faeries, trolls, giants, witches and even
a couple elves.

What a remarkable place. No one had to hide what they were. No insults were
hurled. No laughing and pointing.

“I could belong here. I could.” Nick left the car and wandered
around the park, drinking in the images and view. He’d never seen such
lush plants and bright flowers. The laughter of children rang out in the
air, calming him. Where had Eerie been all his life?

He’d been stuck in the human world when he could’ve been
somewhere more welcoming.

“Excuse me? Can you tell me where the café is?” A woman
slid her gaze over him as she stepped into his path. “Aren’t you
delicious?”

He stopped short and stared at her. “I’m sorry.
What?”

“Where is the café?” She grinned. “You’re
quite handsome. Got a girlfriend?”

“Aren’t you forward?” He cleared his throat. “I
don’t know where the café is. I’m new to
town.”

“Are you?” Her eyes lit up. “Well, maybe we can
investigate town together. We’re both new.”

“Uh…” He didn’t like this. He hated confrontation
and being pushed. Then again, he wasn’t sure he wanted to be with this
woman. He didn’t even know her name.

“There you are.” Another woman rushed up to him. Snakes curled
on her head like a messy permanent, and she wore dark glasses. The slight
green of her skin caught the light and shimmered. The tight tank top barely
contained her curves. “Honey, I told you to stay close. But you never
listen. Excuse us.”

Stay close? Huh? The women were so pushy in this town.

The snake woman threaded her arms around his biceps. “We should go.
See you around, Lucy.”

“Sorry.” He allowed the new woman to drag him away. “Who
are you?”

“Me?” She tugged him to the other end of the park, away from
the playground. “I’m saving your ass.”

 

About the Author

Megan Slayer, aka Wendi Zwaduk, is a multi-published, award-winning author of more than one-hundred short stories and novels. She’s been writing since 2008 and published since 2009. Her stories range from the contemporary and paranormal to LGBTQ and white hot themes. No matter what the length, her works are always hot, but with a lot of heart. She enjoys giving her
characters a second chance at love, no matter what the form. She’s been nominated at the LRC for Best Author, Best Contemporary, Best Ménage, Best BDSM and Best Anthology. Her books have made it to the bestseller lists on various e-tailer sites.

When she’s not writing, Megan spends time with her husband and son as well as three dogs and three cats. She enjoys art, music and racing, but football is her sport of choice. She’s an active member of the Friends of the Keystone-LaGrange Public library.

 

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Coffee at the Beach House Hotel by Judith Keim #promo #romance #womensfiction #releaseday #rabtbooktours @RABTBookTours

Contemporary Romantic Women’s Fiction

Date Published: June 27, 2023

 

 

Ann and Rhonda continue to deal with guests at The Beach House Hotel on the Gulf Coast of Florida, including Bobby “Bugs” Bailey, a star player in the NFL. At the Vice-President’s suggestion, Bobby’s
coach has sent him there to work to help adjust his behavior after Bobby’s life of fame gets out of control. There’s no one better to handle someone like that then soft-spoken Ann and outrageous Rhonda, who declares it’s time for Bobby to wake up and smell the coffee.

Tina Marks, the movie star Ann and Rhonda helped earlier, arrives with her two children and, Sydney Harris, her nanny who Tina has taken in after a bad family situation.

 

Another of Judith Keim’s series books celebrating love and families, strong women meeting challenges, and clean women’s fiction with a touch of romance—beach reads for all ages with a touch of humor, satisfying twists, and happy endings. Be sure to check out her other delightful books and series that readers adore.

The Beach House Hotel Series

 

Breakfast at The Beach House Hotel

The Beach House Hotel Series Book 1

Lunch at The Beach House Hotel

The Beach House Hotel Series Book 2

 

Dinner at The Beach House Hotel

The Beach House Hotel Series Book 3

Christmas at The Beach House Hotel

The Beach House Hotel Series Book 4

 

Margaritas at The Beach House Hotel

The Beach House Hotel Series Book 5

Dessert at The Beach House Hotel

The Beach House Hotel Series Book 6

Coffee at The Beach House Hotel

The Beach House Hotel Series Book 7

High Tea at The Beach House Hotel

The Beach House Hotel Series Book 7

Coming April 15, 2024

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Judith Keim, A USA Today Best Selling Author, is a hybrid author who both has a publisher and self-publishes. Ms. Keim writes heart-warming novels about women who face unexpected challenges, meet them with strength, and
find love and happiness along the way, stories with heart. Her best-selling books are based, in part, on many of the places she’s lived or visited and on the interesting people she’s met, creating believable characters and realistic settings her many loyal readers love.

She enjoyed her childhood and young-adult years in Elmira, New York, and now makes her home in Boise, Idaho, with her husband and their two dachshunds, Winston and Wally, and other members of her family.

While growing up, she was drawn to the idea of writing stories from a young age. Books were always present, being read, ready to go back to the library, or about to be discovered. All in her family shared information from the books in general conversation, giving them a wealth of knowledge and vivid imaginations.

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Vices / Virtues by Beatrice DeSoprontu #blogtour #womensfiction #interview #rabtbooktours @desoprontu @RABTBooktours

 

Women’s Fiction

Date Published: July 14, 2019

 

 

“Simultaneously compelling, intriguing, and effortlessly entertaining read. De Soprontu imparts views on themes of poverty, race, identity, strength, and deliverance, all tightly bound within this intricate psychological opera.” KIRKUS REVIEWS

“VICES/VIRTUES is a beautifully written, strikingly moving, look at the interacting lives and diverse backgrounds of women in an unconventional profession” Indie Reader

 

Cristela had a childhood shrouded in secrets. Ashamed of their circumstances, her mother told lies and encouraged her daughter to do the same. As Cristela grew, she unraveled the lies, but found that deception is a hard habit to break. Now, as an adult, Cristela creates a secret alter ego
as the dominatrix Mistress Clara. By day, Cristela is a good-girl poster child. By night, Mistress Clara masters the hidden erotic realm of an S&M dungeon. With her knack for duplicity things should work smoothly except for one complication – friendship. The quirky array of fellow dominatrices at the dungeon are nothing like the stereotypes she expected. Divided between her affection for the girls at the dungeon and her desire to keep her fetish activities secret, Cristela fears her two worlds are colliding. Can Cristela break her history of deceit? In a world of vices and virtues, salvation isn’t something you find, it’s a path you make.

 

 

INTERVIEW

1. Introduce yourself and tell me about what you do.

I do lots of things, some I really enjoy such as writing and travelling the world, and others less enjoyable such as washing my children’s laundry. Much like Cristela, the protagonist of VICES/VIRTUES, I was raised welfare poor, scholarship propelled into an Ivy league education and settled into the vastness of the middle-class.

 

2. Tell me more about your journey as an author, including the writing processes?

I work best underpressure, meaning that without pressure I find ways to evade work altogether. For this reason, I set a schedule of small daily writing goals that I need to complete. Perhaps it’s paranoid but I’m always fretting, “What if I die tomorrow? I need to put all my thoughts to paper before I go.” (Are you listening George Martin? Get cracking with those books!)

 

3. Tell me about your Book (that you want to talk about)

As the title implies, each chapter of VICES/VIRTUES focuses on vignettes highlighting a particular vice or virtue. Cristela, the main character, is a likeable but lost soul who has been raised by a mother obsessed with keeping secrets. Even Cristela’s identity as “the Puerto Rican girl who wasn’t” is a mystery to unravel. Her upbringing is what attracts Cristela to the world of professional sado-masochism, since it offers her yet another secret to maintain. However, the people she meets at her new part time job as a dominatrix are surprisingly real and relatable. Soon she faces the problem of rejecting her new-found friends or tearing down the walls between her separate worlds.

 

4. Book Genre

VICES/VIRTUES is character-driven literature that strives to be moving, insightful and at times a touch humourous.

 

5. Appropriate age for readers

A couple of salacious scenes make this an 18+ crowd pleaser.

 

6. Any message for our readers

This is DEFINITELY not your average s&m book. Many of the scenes take place in the staff room which is just like any other office with cliques, backstabbing and random chit chat – but instead of business casual attire everyone has lingerie and thigh-high boots.

 

About the Author

Beatrice De Soprontu began writing at the age of four, when she scribbled on the walls with a crayon. Now an adult, she mostly scribbles on her home computer surrounded by her noisy children and their less noisy father. Born and raised in New York City, (which includes: Queens, Bronx, Brooklyn, maybe even Staten Island – a.k.a. the real New York and not the tourist trap that is Manhattan), she enthusiastically travels the world on a budget whenever she gets the chance.

 

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