Books You NEED to Read!

Today I have two excellent books for you! The first is a hot 1NightStand offering and the second is a funny, heartwarming tale about what can happen when you disregard the warnings on the back of a condom box. Enjoy!

When it comes to love, Zalia is a cynic. After her last boyfriend cheated on and dumped her on Valentine’s Day; who can blame her? But after three years of her friend’s pestering, she’s decided to get back in the dating game. She agrees to contact the reputable dating agency 1NightStand with the understanding that if it doesn’t work, it’s a sign she’s destined to be single.

After a month of no luck, Madame Evangeline finds what she believes is Zalia’s perfect match.

Xavier is a hot successful lawyer. Two years after his wife’s sudden death he wants to find love again, but doesn’t know how.

When they finally meet will sparks fly or will it be a failed attempt at happiness?

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Liia Ann White is an Aussie writer, born and bred in Perth, WA – the best city in the world.

Liia loves all things paranormal. She spent her childhood daydreaming about far off lands and living in her own little fantasy world. She watched shows like ’Unsolved Mysteries’ and read books on witchcraft, fairies, demons, ghosts and all other sorts of supernatural creatures, including mutants (she loves X-Men). She’s a complete geek and collects Disney and Star Wars memorabilia.

When not writing, Liia can be found reading, playing video games or spending times with her adorable doggies. She’s a big animal lover and vegan. She lives in Perth with her family, which includes two adorable dogs, two birds and a handful of feisty fish.

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Drew Doyle’s done a lot of stupid things in his life, but the biggest mistake by far was not paying attention to that 2% failure rate listed on the back of the condom box. 

Drew In Blue is the story of a thirty-seven year old loner unexpectedly saddled with the task of raising a baby while trying to sort out his mess of a life. Problem is, he just keeps making things worse for himself. It’s a running theme in Drew’s life, considering he never does anything the easy way. The River’s View, Pennsylvania gossip mill is watching each misstep as Drew juggles a price-gouging babysitter, a major case of artist’s block, and a best friend with an opinion to share on every bungled choice he makes. 

Drew’s love life isn’t faring much better. Despite a long history of relationships that never really get off the ground, he falls head over heels for someone new, hoping that she might be the one to end his romantic bad luck streak. After a few abysmally bad false starts, things finally start looking up for Drew. That is, until he finds out (the hard way, naturally) that this new love interest isn’t the one for him after all. Turns out, it’s actually lifelong pal, and high school girlfriend, Kristina Moser.

Drew’s feelings for Kris intensify as he witnesses her growing bond with his son, and he finally realizes where he belongs. Now all he has to do is convince Kris he’s right… and she’s just not buying it.

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J.M. Kelley, born and raised in Pennsylvania, is a writer of love stories, a painter, a painfully bad knitter, and a photographer – if the pursuit is artistic, chances are she’s dabbled in it.

After a lengthy break that included adventures in accounting and coffee distribution, she returned to her passion for writing with that old adage write what you know whispering from the deep recesses of her mind. She realized that she knows how to read a book on a moving skateboard, that if you’re riding shotgun in a pick-up truck, ‘mud’ can be used as a verb, Amish traffic jams can wreak havoc on your morning commute, and Hog Maw is not to be experienced by the faint of heart.

The result of this epiphany is Drew in Blue, a contemporary love story set in the fictional Appalachian town of River’s View, Pennsylvania, and filled with quirky characters that pay homage to the real life characters she’s had the pleasure of knowing all her life.

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Fabulous New Read From Graylin Fox!!

Exciting new psychological thriller from Graylin Fox! 

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ISBN 978-1-61333-081-4

Genre: Psychological Thriller
Length: 49 page novella.

Blurb:

Mary’s obsession with the boy band Caelan began in high school. She and her friends went to the shows, picked their favorite band member, and plastered their walls with posters. Mary’s obsession leaked into college but soon was placed in a box of memories as she matured, fell in love, and built a life with her husband.

But Happily Ever After is elusive. When she suffers a horrific loss, can she depend on her old dreams to salvage her mind? Can she wander through those memories and still keep reality within her grasp?

Excerpt:

“Oh, Mary, you’re fine. You just need to get out more,” Ada would reply.

The first semester of sophomore year, they started a Caelan fan club with four other girls in their dorm. They met weekly, carpooled to concerts, and became inseparable. Sara even came up for the first couple of concerts of the year.

Sara pulled Mary aside on the first trip. “Ada is very good for you. You keep her around, okay? Promise me.”

“I promise.” Mary let out a long breath. “Why are you always so worried about me? I’m fine.”

“You keep saying those words, but they never reach your eyes,” Sara said.

“My eyes?” she asked, hurt by Sara’s words.

“Your eyes look sad when you don’t get A’s, or we talk about guys.” Sara hugged her. “I love you, and I worry about you. You know that.”

Some friends know me a little too well.

Sara’s boyfriend proposed two weeks later, and her trips to visit Mary stopped. They continued to speak every week by phone and send text messages. Mary was going to help her pick out her wedding dress when they were home for Christmas. Ada offered to come along for moral support, but they decided it would just be the girls from high school.

Mary knew she would remember this year forever. She felt like she had sisters, and the bond they created was something she had hoped for as an only child.

Best year ever.

Mary and Ada would frequently argue about which guy was the cutest and occasionally, Ada was caught off guard by her vehemence. “You take this too seriously, Mary. It’s just a boy band!” Ada would tell her with a laugh.

Mary never told Ada she knew she took it too seriously sometimes. That she would catch herself fantasizing so often about a future with Devin she would forget to complete some assignments on time and had to do extra credit to keep her grades up.

The last semester of sophomore year, she took abnormal psychology and loved it. One weekend home with her mother, she read the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders. She went through every disorder and checked off the ones she was sure she had. Of course, she also diagnosed her mother, father, and all of her friends. At the end of the weekend, one thing came to mind: I’m a little more obsessive than normal. Have to watch that.

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Graylin Fox is a science fiction, fantasy, and thriller author and poet. She began writing poetry in 1993 with her first poem published in 1995. In 2008 her characters demanded a larger format and she began to expand her talents into the short fiction market.

She lives in a marsh off the eastern coast with plants that struggle to survive on her “happy muse” weeks and a tiny cat runs the place.

Graylin can be found at www.GraylinFox.com.

Meet Tongue!!

Tongue

Bio:  Tongue is the translator of the group. He is extremely intelligent. He speaks Arabic, Farsi, Persian Dari, and Hebrew, among others. Tongue is the only Rat Bastard whose real name we know from the beginning. Tongue is Hell Kat’s big brother. He loves his sister to bits and pieces, but has a  hard time adjusting to her secret life as an assassin. He and Shooter are the only people who can get away with calling Hell Kat, Kitten. They have a great relationship, but that doesn’t mean they don’t enjoy teasing the crap out of one another.

*Author’s note: Hell Kat refused to let Tongue fill out his questionnaire and hand it in without her approval. It has something to do with Tongue disclosing sensitive, embarrassing teenage years’ secrets. So, as a compromise I’m allowing Hell Kat to sit in while I interview Tongue.

Character Bio Questionnaire

Name:  Tyler Wallace. Thanks a lot Kitten for taking all my mystery away.

              Hell Kat: You didn’t have any mystery to begin with.

              Tongue: Uh-huh. I have mystery. There’s stuff you don’t know about.

              Hell Kat: Like what? That you have dreams about being a princess.

              Tongue: Not cool Kitten. I had that dream once, years ago. Not freaking cool.

Rat Bastard Name: Tongue

How did you get your Rat Bastard name? I speak in tongues. I know you were all hoping I possess some mythical erotic talent, and I do, that’s just not how I got my name.

            Hell Kat: Oh please, get over yourself.

            Tongue: I have talents you can only dream of.

            Hell Kat: K, EW! You’re my brother for crying out loud!!

Occupation: Marine, Rat Bastard, Kitten’s go to guy for pretty much everything.

            Hell Kat: My go to guy for everything? Like what?

Tongue: Please, like shuttling Sam all over the place before Switch stepped up. That whole messy business with your partner she devil in Missouri. Do I need to go on?

Hell Kat: Shut up.

Relationship Status: I’m not in a relationship. I refuse to spend money on another man’s future wife. When I find the woman of my dreams I’ll be in a relationship. Until that day, well, that’s why God invented single’s bars.

            Hell Kat: How do you plan on finding the woman of your dreams if you don’t date?

            Tongue: The same way you found Shooter.

            Hell Kat: Oh, OK, I’ll just send some psychopath after you and hire a bunch of mega-

   watt  hot killer chicks to protect you.

Tongue: That would be AWESOME!! You really are the best sister ever. When can expect them?

Age: 32 

Hair Color: Dark reddish brown. Kind of like Kitten’s, but I wear it better than she does.

            Hell Kat: The hell you do. And it’s called auburn genius.

            Tongue: The only Auburn I know has a rivalry with Alabama.

            Hell Kat: You’re an idiot.

Eye Color: Green like Kitten’s.

            Hell Kat: Look at that, genetics at work. Too bad you didn’t get my brains.

            Tongue: I don’t need your brains, I’ve got my own. And my brains won’t let me run headfirst into a firefight just so I can get myself stabbed.

            Hell Kat: That’s because your brains are a bunch of cowards.

            Tongue: No, my brains just heed the advice of my self-preservation instinct.

            Hell Kat: So, your brains would let Shooter get killed?

            Tongue: No, I just wouldn’t end up getting stabbed in the process.

            Hell Kat: My brains can still kick your brains’ ass.

Height: 6’2”

            Tongue: What? No idiotic response.

            Hell Kat: Nope.

            Tongue: Good.

            Hell Kat: Except that you’re actually 6’1 ½”

            Tongue: No, I’m not.

            Hell Kat: Yes you are.

Weight: 180, solid muscle.

            Hell Kat: Hey, do you still do that thing where you stand in front of the mirror flexing in your tighty whities?

            Tongue:  I don’t know what you’re talking about.

            Hell Kat: Sure you do. Remember, with the He-Man underwear and you’re all trying  to look tough in the mirror. I think I have pictures somewhere.

Tongue: I hate you right now.

Motto: Come after me, and I’ll sick my sister on you.

            Hell Kat: That is the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me.

            Tongue: You’re welcome.

Distinguishing Marks: None.

            Hell Kat: Not true! You have that scar on your right butt cheek where you sat on a lit fire cracker.

            Tongue: As I recall, you put the fire cracker under my butt.

            Hell Kat: *laughing* I know. You cried like a little girl.

            Tongue:  I really hate you right now.

Favorite Weapon: My tongue. Words are powerful.

            Hell Kat: Please don’t embarrass me. Your tongue, really, that’s what you're going with?

            Tongue: Unlike some people, I try to avoid death and dismemberment.

            Hell Kat: You mean unlike cool people.

            Tongue: Yeah, all the cool kids are engaging in torture these days.

            Hell Kat: Please change your answer.

            Tongue:  No.

            Hell Kat: You suck.

Best Friend: Shooter.

            Hell Kat: What’s all this man love for Shooter?

            Tongue:  Uh, he’s only the best friend a guy could ever have.

            Hell Kat: Yeah, well he’s not available so keep it zipped up.

            Tongue:  Not a problem.

Worst Enemy: Right now, my sister.

            Hell Kat: I take it back, that is the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me.

            Tongue:  Shut up, I’d like to get this over with.

Last Song Played On My iPod: Savin’ Me by Nickelback.

            Hell Kat: Are you sure?

            Tongue: Yeah.

            Hell Kat: OK, but I heard you singing Bootylicious in the gym this morning.

            Tongue: No you didn’t.

            Hell Kat: Yes I did.

            Tongue: No, you didn’t.

            Hell Kat: Whatever, we both know the truth.

Favorite Movie: Saving Private Ryan

            Hell Kat: Lame

            Tongue: How is that movie lame?

            Hell Kat: Everyone says Saving Private Ryan. It’s lame because it’s everyone’s favorite movie.

            Tongue: No one else has said Saving Private Ryan.

            Hell Kat: Yeah, because they all know it’s a lame answer.

            Tongue:  Please, please shut up.

Favorite Quote:  “All the great things are simple, and many can be expressed in a single word: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.”        -Winston Churchill

            Tongue: Does that meet with your approval, mistress?

            Hell Kat: I’m just really stunned that you’d say something so cool.
            Tongue: Sometimes I even surprise myself.

Last Facebook Post: If history repeats itself, I'm totally getting a dinosaur.

            Hell Kat: You’re so stupid.

            Tongue: Careful, we share the same gene pool.

            Hell Kat: I know, and I‘d consider it a personal favor if you’d stop pissing in it.

Ten things you should know about Me:

10. I have never played with dolls. Kitten, on the other hand, used to have a HUGE doll collection. Kind of creepy.

            Hell Kat: Are you trying to lose a limb?

9. I was born with perfect teeth. Kitten had to wear headgear 24 hours a day for an entire year. I have pictures. They are for sale.

            Hell Kat: I have a whole swamp of alligators I can feed you to.

8. I passed my driving test on my first try. Kitten had to retake it, three times.

            Hell Kat: So, lots of people fail their driving test.

7. The first time I shot a gun I hit the bullseye. The first time Kitten shot a gun, she didn’t release the trigger. She had an imprint of the hammer from a .357 magnum embedded in her forehead for days.

            Hell Kat: I hate you. I seriously hate your freaking guts.

6. I paid my best friend in high school to take Kitten to the prom.

            Hell Kat: NO YOU DIDN’T!!

            Tongue: Yes, I did.

5. I am a better cook than Kitten. She can’t prepare cheese and crackers without help.

            Hell Kat: When have I ever needed to cook?

4. In junior high I broke up a fight between Kitten and Becky Sever. Becky was unharmed, Kitten had a broken nose and two black eyes.

            Hell Kat: She was like some sort of mutant giant girl and I was fourteen!

3. I am a real soldier. Kitten is a thug.

            Hell Kat: Yeah, well this thug is about to kick your soldier ass.

2. I can speak several languages. Kitten only speaks pain.

            Hell Kat: If you speak it well, it’s the only language you need.

1.  I placed a bet that I-don’t-need-anybody-Hell Kat wouldn’t be able to live without Shooter for more than three months. I won.

            Hell Kat: Oh you are so gonna die!

            *Hell Kat attacks.*


I will take this as my cue to leave.