Murder on the Golden Arrow by Magda Alexander / #SpotlightPost #ReleaseBlitz @RABTBookTours @MagdaAlexander @BookBuzznet

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The Kitty Worthington Mysteries, Book 1

What’s a bright young woman to do when her brother becomes the main suspect in a murder? Why, solve the case of course.

England. 1923. After a year away at finishing school where she learned etiquette, deportment, and the difference between a salad fork and a fish one, Kitty Worthington is eager to return home. But minutes after she and her brother Ned board the Golden Arrow, the unthinkable happens. A woman with a mysterious connection to her brother is poisoned, and the murderer can only be someone aboard the train.

When Scotland Yard hones in on Ned as the main suspect, Kitty sets out to investigate. Not an easy thing to do while juggling the demands of her debut season and a mother intent on finding a suitable, aristocratic husband for her.

With the aid of her maid, two noble beaus, and a flatulent Basset Hound named Sir Winston, Kitty treads a fearless path through the glamorous world of high society and London’s dark underbelly alike to find the murderer. For if she fails, the insufferable Inspector Crawford will most surely hang a noose around her brother’s neck.

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Thank you, Magda Alexander and RABT Book Tours

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About the Author

Magda Alexander is the USA Today bestselling author of several books, including the popular STORM DAMAGES series. She’s equally at home writing historical mysteries and sexy contemporary romances. When she’s not glued to her laptop writing her next book, Magda loves to bake delicious goodies and try out new recipes in her Instant Pot. A lifelong learner, Magda earned her degree from the University of Maryland and now resides in a city whose history dates back to colonial times.

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Book Link

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Murder-Golden-Arrow-Historical-Worthington-ebook/dp/B096G5QGWR/

 

 

 

 

The Shepherd’s Burden by Ryan Young / #SpotlightPost #BlogTour @RRBookTours1

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Staff Sergeant Daniel Jefferies has returned home to upstate NY after nearly being killed in an ambush in Iraq. Plagued by the trauma of war, he struggles to find his place in a world that he no longer recognizes. He feels disconnected from his family and friends. But, none of his burdens are heavier than the terrifying secret that he has kept about a mysterious encounter from his youth. When a suspicious murder occurs, he will discover that he has been chosen for a purpose that transcends life and death, forcing him to confront his past. In order to stop the killer, he will have to make choices that will change the fate of the people he loves the most. Can Daniel summon the strength of mind and body, that he once had as a soldier, to face the most profound and consequential challenge of his life?

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About the Author

Ryan Young is a former Army Captain and Iraq War Veteran. He is a lover of all things fantasy and sci-fi. A native of Utica, NY, he now calls New England home.

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Author Links

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Legacy of Blood by Debi Chestnut / #CoverReveal #BlogTour @LoveBooksGroup @DebiChestnut1 @CayellePub

When there’s a murder in Hope Harbor, Michigan, information professional ZOEY CALLAWAY is usually right in the middle of it.

Zoey finds a body on Adrianna Martinelli’s doorstep with the note pinned to the murder victim’s skin. The scene has an eerie Jack the Ripper vibe to it, which lends credence to a serial killer being on the loose.  

Zoey teams up with new Hope Harbor Police Detective, Nate Emerson, to investigate the murder. It soon becomes crystal clear that Adrianna is hiding something and knows way more than she’s saying. Other murders quickly follow, weaving into a chaotic web of deceit. Zoey summons her professional research skills to investigate the past before it collides with the future.

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About the author

A Northern girl with a wicked imagination, Debi fell in love with mysteries after reading her first Nancy Drew book. She left her job as a paralegal to write full-time. Along with her mystery series, Debi is also the author of many books on the paranormal.  She lives in Michigan with her husband, two black cats, and her lab, Hunter.

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Author Link

www.authordebichestnut.com

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Book Link

Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/3k5YA7x

Hysterical Memories by Eugene Wallace / #Extract #BlogTour @RABTBookTours @BookBuzznet

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Here is the story of a man’s life that has been riddled and ruffled with emotionally unstable personality disorder, a known mental illness. Despite spending a considerable part of his life at various rehabilitation facilities, Eugene’s life was largely marred with crazy-bound incidences. He was a convicted drug dealer with a history of violence. His case was so bad that he even attacked his dad with a claw hammer. He was everything you could think of when it came to drugs and crime. However, from the lowest depths of a mentally unstable man, Eugene rose to become one of UK’s finest chefs of all time.

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Chapter One

It was a bright sunny morning. The cups and plates my mum was throwing at my dad smashed against the kitchen wall as she screamed her head off and pushed over the kitchen furniture. There was smashed glass everywhere. To me, standing there as a young child only a few years old, it felt like it was the end of the world. My dad soon left the house and mum had calmed back down again, but moments later, I went to the front door and saw my mum standing on top of a step ladder, with her arms aloft to the blue sky. As she looked up, she was saying, “God is coming, God is coming,” and even at that very young age, I still felt great shame about if people saw my mum this way, making a show of herself etc.

I was crying at the bottom of the ladder, and I was saying,

“Mum, come down,” but she took no notice of me. The front of the house was surrounded by big hedges, and nobody could see my mum up the ladder, only me. I could not take anymore and I pushed the bottom of the ladder – my mum fell headfirst.

Her head smashed against the stone floor, her eyes were closed and her body was having convulsions; all I could do was scream my head off. Before I knew it, there was a big crowd of people standing at the front gate looking at me and my mum. Then an ambulance came and took Mum away with a blanket over her. I thought my mum was now dead, as the impact of her head hitting the floor was very hard. I next saw two policemen had come. One came and bent down to me with his notebook, and asked what happened. I was terrified.

If I told the truth, my dad would kill me, so to survive I had to lie. I told the policeman my mum had fallen off the ladder.

He gave me a long and searching look as if he knew there was more to this story then what meets the eye. Everyone was in shock and I was terrified. If my dad found out about this, he would kill me.

My dad took me to the hospital to see my mum, where she had been in a coma for three days. We stood there looking at her as she lay on the bed with her eyes closed. When suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked at me and smiled. I was so scared, but to my amazement, she had no memory of the step ladder, then it was shut out of my mind, never to be thought of ever again. My dad would never know and I would be safe.

As time went by, there were two sides to my mum, she could be nice and loving, but also kind of evil. She often said to me that when my dad would get home from work, she would to tell him to hit me. I was a few years old, and I was terrified – my dad hit my behind really hard and I was trapped with these two people I was dependent on. I later learned that my mum had a chronic mental illness called schizophrenia.

I remember when I started going to school. One day, I was in the classroom sitting at my desk as the teacher talked to my classmates when suddenly the door flew open, and in charged my mum. Roaring her head off, she dragged me across the floor and out of the room. I felt so ashamed and embarrassed.

This kind of thing went on for a while. I would start going to a new school and after a few days as I was getting used to it, my mum would drag me off to another school; I even started the same school twice. I left and a while later, she took me back again. These were my parents and even at such a young age, I felt I could not trust them.

As the years passed, my dad got a job working on a milk round, and I was now about age nine. My dad took me to work with him, and I soon learned to do half my dad’s job for him

– I even drove the milk float. One day, the police caught me driving but they did nothing; I was lucky. I was getting on great with my dad until one day when he parked the milk float to have a break, he suddenly started verbally attacking me saying I had taken money out the cash box. I would never do anything dishonest, and I knew nothing about it, but my dad was judge and jury and he condemned me as guilty. I sat in silence as I was very shocked.

When I was sleeping in my bedroom, my dad would come to me every night and he would talk to me. He was doing hypnosis on me. I was awake, but I pretended to be asleep; he really scared me. He would tell me I was going to be famous, and he would say I am not like other people – he said I had powers. This went on every night for a long time, and I got the bottle to tell my mum about it. I explained how I did not like it, she laughed and told him to stop it. I thought, Great but to my horror, he just carried on doing it to me every night.

It was then that I began to really hate him.

Dad got a chess set and he stole a book from the library to learn how to play chess. Before long we were having good games together, but I refused to allow him to win. Every night he would come home from work wanting to play against me again, but I did not allow him to beat me even once. I used my concentration to beat him every time. As a young kid, it really upset him that he could never beat me. I used all my hatred for him as revenge for what he had done to me. After a while, he stopped wanting to play against me anymore, but the silence of the hatred did not go away.

It was now 1977, I was age thirteen, and I had fallen in love with Liverpool Football Club. We were doing great, all the trophies we were winning every year, and all the history.

It was my very first time going to Anfield on my own; it was a night match in the European cup. We were playing against a French team called Saint Etienne, and to cut a long story short, we won 3–2 over the two legs. There were over 54,000

there to watch the game that night, and it was an amazing atmosphere. After that night, I used to go all the time on my own to watch all the games. I used to get there when they opened the gates 90 minutes before kick-off, and I would go right smack in the middle of

the kop. I was too small to see, so I used to climb up on the crash barriers. And every time Liverpool ran with the ball towards the kop, the crowd would move forward and I would be suspended in thin air, but if we scored a goal, I would go flying off the bar as the crowd went crazy.

If we won three or four – nil, I would think, Oh no, we’re going to score again. After a while of going to the games all the time on my own, I would be surrounded by about 50,000

people, but would still feel very lonely.

When I was growing up in high school, I was the eldest of two other brothers and a sister. My mum’s illness seemed to have gotten a lot worse, as she seemed to be ill and all she did was smoke cigarettes. My dad was always angry and nasty with me. I was scared of him and I hated him. I was now age fourteen, and we lived on a big housing estate called the Ford Estate. I joined up with the local gang and we would meet up every night after school and smoke pot together. To find money to pay for it, I would steal some of my mum’s many tablets, as she had lots of bottles and would not miss them, and then in school, with 1500 other kids, I would sell my mum’s pills for money to smoke my pot with my friends when I got home. I once sold a load of magic mushrooms that I had found in a big massive cow field.

As time passed, other members of the gang were growing up, and the idea of getting stoned every night seemed to wear off, as others were now using LSD and other stuff like speed.

I knew I was in deep water, but at the same time, I could see no other way with my life. I knew about the dangers of drugs, but soon everybody seemed to be stealing for money to buy drugs.

The Ford Estate had a big forest along one side of it called Bidston Hill, and I loved it. One day, I was with the gang and we were all bored with no money and nothing to do when suddenly I had an idea. I told the gang I knew a posh house we could go and burgle, and they all agreed that they wanted to do it, as we had nothing better to do. So I took them to a big luxury house in Bidston Hill and knocked at the wooden door. We soon discovered there was no one home. So next, we kicked the front door in and ran inside the big house, upstairs and down. As we ransacked the place, we all grabbed something we could use to sell. It was all over so fast. We all made our getaway as we ran down the back garden and over a fence onto a main road and into the woods. Back on the estate, we soon made money by selling the stuff we had stolen. We were in a taxi smoking a big joint as we drove around feeling like kings, and to think it was me that had the thought to do the job.

I remember another time, it was a Sunday evening, and in the middle of the Ford Estate was a shopping centre with a big supermarket, which had an off-license at the back of it. At the centre of the shops, there was a big gang of us. Nobody talked, but I knew something was going on. A few of us got around a concrete lamppost and we started pushing it from side to side.

It soon came loose, and before long, it fell crashing to the floor and the lamp exploded. Next, we all picked up the lamppost and used it as a battering ram to smash in the metal supermarket doors to get into the off-license, where everyone jumped in and grabbed whatever they could carry – boxes of alcohol and cigarettes, which were too easy to sell. The burglar alarms were ringing for hours, but no police or anyone else came, and hundreds of people all came running out their houses to join the party.

Someone told me about a video recorder, but I did not have a clue about what they were. I was told they cost about

£500 and that our school had a new one that they kept locked in a small classroom, with big large windows. One night, three of us travelled by bus to the school with a small suitcase and a hammer. We put the hammer inside a coat to use to silence it and we smashed our way in through a big window. The video recorder fitted into the case perfectly, and we escaped through the school woods and onto a bus back home to the estate. The next day we sold it and used the money to go to watch hawk wind at the Liverpool concert hall. It was easy money and we got really stoned again.

The Ford Estate was infested with drug dealers. Me and a friend called Chin, ’cause he had a big chin, used to babysit every night for a dealer. He would pay us with a chunk of pot, which was great as we did not have to worry about robbing for money. Another easy way to make some money: we would travel to another shopping centre a few miles away and would wait to watch people leave their nice new looking bicycles outside of shops. We would then jump on the bikes and peddle away like hell, back to the estate. Then we would sell the bikes and get stoned again; it was all we lived for.

One day, we were at the shopping centre and we decided to rob a clothes shop. There were five of us, and we all put hoods over our heads as we walked into the shop. We all grabbed a load of pairs of jeans, as much as we each could carry, and ran to the woods in the middle of the estate. We soon sold all the jeans for £5 each, which meant also we could get smashed again and another good day’s work done.

Another day, there were five of us, and we tried to break into a house up in Bidston hill, but the police came. We fled through the park and through the woods when a police car came towards us at a great speed with the headlights on. I knew this was it. I had now been caught. Three of us were taken to up to the police station, two others had escaped. After hours of questions, the other two that got caught with me both admitted they were trying to burgle the house and I was released, as I told them I was up in the woods bird watching.

I explained to them that it was a hobby of mine. In court, I was discharged for lack of evidence, and the two others were both fined a few hundred pounds. As I came out the courtroom doors, a load of plain-clothes police caught me, and they said,

“We’re going to get you, ya bastard.”

I was now age sixteen; I had left school and I refused to take any exams. Because of my home life, I had long given up on school; school to me was just somewhere I was forced to go. My dad had now stopped hitting me, but the look in his eyes were always full of hate.

One day, a friend called John told me he was going to get a job working on the Isle of Man ferries, and right away a light went on in my mind. I had been told by my mum when I was younger, that I had an Uncle Rom that was one of the top bosses on the Isle of Man ships. When John told me this, I remembered my uncle Rom, who I had never met. I rushed home and asked my dad if he would ask my uncle Rom if I could have a job working on the ships. A few weeks later, I was sent a message from Uncle Rom telling me to join a ship called the Ben My Chree at the Liverpool liver building, and I felt like I had won the lottery or something. I was the envy of all the people that knew me on the estate. Suddenly, I was saved from drugs and crime. On the ship, everyone treated me as if I was royalty or something, because of my uncle.

Suddenly, I was getting an amazing big wage for a sixteen-year-old. I felt my dad was jealous of me as I earned more than him, yet, my mum was very proud of me. I once got my mum and dad to meet me when the ship docked at Liverpool.

I gave my mum and dad £100 each, as other people did this kind of thing for their parents, and I had no idea what to do with my money anyway.

Thank you, Eugene Wallace and RABT Book Tours 

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About the author

Eugene Wallace is a convicted drug dealer and a prize-winning chef with a mental illness and a crazy life full of incidents.

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Author Links

Website: https://eugenewallace.ampbk.com/

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCyZvLQupKULFoOV7xEWPrEg

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Book Links

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Hysterical-Memories-Eugene-Wallace-ebook/dp/B095CVSSB9/

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/hysterical-memories-eugene-wallace/1139443387?ean=9781528920902

Bookshop: https://bookshop.org/books/hysterical-memories/9781528920902

Publisher: https://www.austinmacauley.com/book/hysterical-memories

Songs from Mermaidi by Julia Hengst / #Extract #BlogTour @pumpupyourbook

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The first book of a new series, this humorous, whimsical collection of poems and songs reveals how baby mermaids are made, what mermaid families are like, and how mermaids study magic at School of the Fish to become Sea Witches (not Sand Witches).

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Extract

Giant Squids are gentle souls who use third eye vision to see all threats and emit Unconditional Love Rays through their tentacles.

Giant squids from the deep sea

Have Third Eye technology.

It enables them to see

Deep into your mystery.

That third eye looks in to find

All the answers to the mind.

Ask a squid to let you know

If your aura’s high or low.

Psychic squid squads know your fate

If you’ll find love on what date.

They see three times with three eyes,

They’re past-present-future spies.

Their third eye is free to roam

All throughout that big squid’s dome.

Gentle giants of the seas,

They put mermaid fears at ease.

Thank you, Julia Hengst and Pump Up Your Book

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About the author

Julia Hengst is a licensed Marriage and Family Therapist, an avid surfer, traveler and word nerd who resides in Maui. Passionate about psychology, spirituality and media literacy, she holds an undergraduate degree in Media Studies from UC Berkeley, a Masters degree in Counseling Psychology, and an imaginary degree from the University of Puns. 

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Author Links

Website: http://www.juliahengstmft.com/

https://www.facebook.com/venusandherflytrip

https://www.instagram.com/venusandherflytrip/

http://www.venusandherflytrip.net

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Amazon US: bit.ly/venusflytrip

Author’s Website: https://venusandherflytrip.net/

 

Falling In Florence by Joy Skye / #SpotlightPost #BlogTour @rararesources @JoySkye4

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Sofia Marino is focused on one thing, finding the ideal job…

When she lands the opportunity to work for Peter Williams at Sublime Retreats, it’s a dream come true and the last thing on her mind is romance.

Then an unfortunate accident means she has to go to Florence with the cold and standoffish Adam Flynn, and she knows she will have to put up with him for two whole weeks. Determined to prove her worth to the company, she throws herself into making the trip successful and dragging Adam out of his shell.

As the sparks begin to fly and Florence seduces them both, will Adam let his guard drop despite his father’s concerns about Sofia’s family ties and can she finally find a man that her brothers will approve of?

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About the author

Joy lives on the seductive island of Corfu with her four dogs and an embarrassing number of cats.

Her many years working in the tourist industry on this sunny isle and her love of all things literary inspired her first novel Corfu Capers which recently hit the #1 spot in Parenting and Family humour much to her delight.

She loves to cook, dance and drink wine, usually at the same time, and is currently working on book number two, due to be released later this year.

She also loves to travel, absolutely anywhere, and is looking forward to jumping on a plane!

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Author Links

 Twitter: @JoySkye4

 Instagram: joys.kye

Website – https://joyskye.com/

FB – https://www.facebook.com/JoySkyeAuthor

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US – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09BZWXDH5

UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B09BZWXDH5

A Girl Called Ruthless by Melody Pendelbury / #SpotlightPost #BlogTour @rararesources @melodypendy

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A girl with ambition. A clever ruse gone awry. A fatal encounter…

Eleven-year-old Ruthless will do whatever it takes to live up to her name. Slaughtering pirates, running an underground gambling operation, and intercepting Russian spies are just a few examples. 

In true Ruthless fashion, she claims the title of student body president, but her aspirations are cut short after getting in trouble. Not letting that stand in her way, she runs for Mayor with the help of her incredibly strong best friend, Owen. Her town of Baton Rouge, Louisiana, has no age requirement to run for the post. The chances of a child winning are slim, to say the least, so Ruthless and Owen disguise themselves as an adult with the good old ‘two kids in a trench coat’ ruse.

This seemingly harmless scheme has grave consequences that invite the turmoil of her mother’s past back to haunt her. When the dangers of the adult world come crashing down on Ruthless, she must learn how to live with her new reality, and ultimately use it to turn her life into a success story – and live up to her name.

But will she be able to leave the past behind?

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About the Author 

Melody firmly believes that one should never completely grow up. That is why she has chosen to spend her days writing for a younger audience. Melody resides in Jacksonville Florida with her beloved corgi Gatsby, and her husband Dylan. She started her writing career with children’s picture books and has now pivoted to middle-grade novels. She believes that children are eager for more books with strong-willed characters that deal with darker and interesting topics. Her debut novel, A Girl Called Ruthless, is inspired by the fiery girls in her fourth-grade class. When Melody is not writing or teaching kids how to write, she can be found planning her next big trip to some magical place she has never been to.

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Author Links 

Twitter: @melodypendy

Instagram and TikTok: @melodypendywrites

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Book Links

Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/Girl-Called-Ruthless-moving-coming-ebook/dp/B098X3ZW54/

Amazon.com – https://www.amazon.com/Girl-Called-Ruthless-moving-coming-ebook/dp/B098X3ZW54/

The Perfect Daughter by Kerry Wilkinson / #Review #BooksOnTour @bookouture @kerrywk

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Rain pounds the windscreen in the pitch-black evening. She knows this winding country road like the back of her hand, dodges the potholes with ease. But then she hears a crunch. A thud. She slams on the brakes.

Since Katie’s dad left it’s just been the two of us, but we’re a team – singing in the kitchen at cheesy pop songs, tackling her homework. My teenage daughter is everything to me.

But one night, as we’re curled up in front of the TV, the messages start. I keep my phone away from Katie so she can’t see the terrifying words: I know what you did. Now you’re going to do something for me…

I have no choice but to obey. Because if I go to the police, come clean about what I did to protect my girl, all the questions and prying eyes would soon discover Katie’s secret too. And that would tear her life apart.

So I drive where they tell me, do what they say, send the photo evidence they want. I feel sick when they ask me to cause someone harm, and it’s clear they know everything about our lives. I thought I was keeping a secret to keep my girl safe. But have I actually put her in even more danger?

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You are driving. The weather conditions are bad. You stop focussing for just one little second and that’s when disaster strikes. What would you do? Confess and face the music or act as if nothing happened and drive away?

Guilt eats away at you, but why would you worry? Nobody was around so you can start to relax, until you can’t… Seems like someone knows about your secret and is working hard to turn you into their lackey. Who is doing this to you? And then suddenly you don’t seem to be the only target. Time to act…

You often notice other people’s children’s bad behaviour, but you often turn a blind eye when it’s about your own offspring. And when someone points a finger, you have a lot more to deal with.

This author really knows how to take you on a journey over roads that keep twisting and turning until you certainly don’t know where you are anymore. 

By turning yet another page you slowly but surely arrive where you want to be. Finally everything will be revealed… Was this what you were expecting? I totally did not see this coming.

This is a story that makes you want to keep on reading because you so want to find out what is going to happen. And then there is that last page… I loved it and I hated it at the same time. 😉 Find out for yourself and I would really like to know what your feelings are. 🙂

Anyway I absolutely enjoyed reading this book. 5 stars

Thank you, Kerry Wilkinson and Bookouture

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About the author 

Kerry Wilkinson is from the English county of Somerset but has spent far too long living in the north. It’s there that he’s picked up possibly made-up regional words like ‘barm’ and ‘ginnel’. He pretends to know what they mean.

He’s also been busy since turning thirty: his Jessica Daniel crime series has sold more than a million copies in the UK; he has written a fantasy-adventure trilogy for young adults; a second crime series featuring private investigator Andrew Hunter and the standalone thriller, Down Among The Dead Men.

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Author Links

http://kerrywilkinson.com

http://facebook.com/KerryWilkinsonBooks

Twitter: https://twitter.com/kerrywk

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Taylor Partially Matured by Grayson Avery / #SpotlightPost #BlogTour @rararesources

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Twenty-seven year old Taylor Quinn rocks the three I’s. She’s immature, impulsive, and totally inappropriate. Now  that she’s been admitted to the Sweet Water Circle, a group of long-time friends now in their 30s and 40s who love to push each other to be their best selves, Taylor is tasked with growing up. God knows they have no hope of curing her inappropriate behavior. After calling for a Sweet Water Circle intervention, fellow Circle member and Taylor’s boss, Shelly, puts Taylor on the clock: figure out what she wants to do with her life or join the unemployment line. Who knew getting paid to do nothing wasn’t a long-term career option? Taylor certainly didn’t, so of course, she rebels. Why think about the future when she’s having so much fun in the present?

The pressure on Taylor intensifies when the a love match set for Shelly falls for Taylor instead. This love match is none other than Benjamin Bach (Billionaire Ben), a contemporary of the Sweet Water Circle who has since made it big in Silicon Valley. Should Taylor take Ben on as her sugar daddy or pursue her own career? Or will the Sweet Water Circle’s top-heavy nemesis, Sasha, beat her to it?

Follow Taylor on a journey of self discovery and misadventure (and total inappropriateness) in love and life. If you’ve read Project Kaitlyn or Jenn Reinvented you know that full maturity for Taylor is out of the question, but perhaps partial maturation is possible? Or maybe not. How can Taylor grow up and find her passion and still be Taylor? You’ll laugh out loud as she tries.

With hysterical antics, witty and humorous dialogue, and a strong character arc, you’ll love the follow-up to Project Kaitlyn and Jenn Reinvented. Taylor Partially Matured is the third book in the hilarious Sweet Water Circle series, exploring the relationships, life adventures, and personal growth of a small circle of friends, who you’re gonna want to hang out with, which is good, because their stories are ready to be told in the  rest of the Sweet Water Circle series!

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Thank you, Grayson Avery and Rachel’s Random Resources

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About the Author 

Grayson Avery is the author of The Sweet Water Circle Series, a romantic comedy series that focuses on childhood friends in their 30’s and 40’s as they help each other navigate the stormy waters of dating, marriage, divorce, and a whole lot of inappropriate, naughty, and downright hysterical situations.

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Author Links 

https://facebook.com/GraysonAveryAuthor

https://amazon.com/author/graysonavery

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/20888386.Grayson_Avery

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Book Links

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B091P9WV3B

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B091P9WV3B

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/taylor-partially-matured-grayson-avery/1139177342?ean=2940162279884

https://books.apple.com/us/book/taylor-partially-matured/id1561547940?ls=1

Jane’s Away by Clare Hawken / #SpotlightPost #BlogTour @rararesources @clarehawken

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Roger Kurmudge is rather smug about his affluent life and happy marriage. It’s just as well his wife, Jane, is totally in the dark about what he got up to in the past. But on his retirement day, Jane disappears. Roger’s about to panic. Will he have to sell some shares or – heaven forbid! – the house in Bordeaux to pay a ransom demand? Worse – has Jane discovered his guilty secret? Then Jane’s emails start arriving. Take the dog to the vet. Look after grandson Alfie for the day. Do the washing, shopping and cooking. Host Christmas for the family. Roger doesn’t know why Jane’s gone but he’s sure he can manage her ‘women’s work’ without any trouble. Although it’s harder than it looks.

As the weeks go by and Jane stays away, Roger is forced to re-examine everything he thought he knew about his family, his life and himself. But even if Roger can change for the better, will Jane ever come back? Or has she, too, been keeping secrets of her own?

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Spotlight Post

Thank you, Clare Hawken and Rachel’s Random Resources

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About the author 

Jane’s Away is my debut novel, although I have a couple of other manuscripts in a drawer. I live in Wiltshire with my family, three guinea pigs and a very stubborn springer spaniel, and when I’m not writing, I’m avoiding housework by hiding in a room, reading one of the many books on my TBR pile.

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Author Link

Twitter: https://twitter.com/clarehawken

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Book Links

UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B09DYYBW9M

US –  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09DYYBW9M