What Happened to Coco by V B Furlong / #Extract #BlogTour @ZooloosBT @VBFurlong @Darkstrokedark 

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When a girl disappears, long-buried secrets resurface…

Coco is missing. Her room’s a mess, and her phone is left behind in her dorm at Lainsbury Hall School

Ella, Coco’s childhood best friend, is desperate for her to return, although she knows that if she ever sees Coco again, there’ll be a lot of explaining to do.

Bea knows that her new group of friends attracts drama, and she thinks she has the last shred of common sense between them all. Only, if that was true, she would leave Genevieve, her toxic ex, well alone.

Conrad is confident that Coco will return safe and well. Only, the way his secrets are unravelling, he’s worried he won’t be when this is all over.

Harrison and Coco are the perfect couple. Everyone knows that. But looks can be misleading. Even the smartest boy in school can make a terrible mistake.

In order to navigate the web of secrets and lies that Coco leaves behind, her circle of friends needs to unravel a few of their own.

But the question remains: What happened to Coco?

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In the misty darkness lit only by a blue streetlamp, Ella knew that she was not alone. She turned and saw the faceless figure far down the drizzly street. It came towards her at speed. It didn’t seem to be moving, but she knew that it was gaining on her. She started to run, but her legs would not move. She was stuck, as though in quicksand.

When she dared check over her shoulder once again, the figure was only about five steps away, and she could see raspy breaths escape the black silhouette in a wispy white cloud. The scene whirred in front of Ella as she pulled on her legs, sobbing, begging them to move. But they would not. All she could hear was the breathing, slow and rattling, as though it was the figure’s very last. Four. Three. Two.

It was the skeletal hand on her shoulder that woke her. In the darkness of her room, she was alone. She turned her alarm off and felt uneasy in the silence. She was soaking wet, her back from sweat, her face from tears.

She washed her face, hardly daring to open her eyes and look into the mirror above the sink. She felt watched, hunted.

As she brushed her teeth, she turned on all her lights and opened the dreary brown curtains that Lainsbury Hall School had placed in all the dorms. But even in her bright vanity lamps that took over her dressing table, drowning her in bright white light as she did her make up, her eyes darted around the corners of her mirrors, checking all angles of the room in the reflection for the faceless spectre. She was not herself today. Then again, she hadn’t been herself yesterday, either.

She knotted her school tie, adding the final touch to her uniform, and grabbed her bag. She checked her bag twice to 5 make sure that she had remembered all the books. Not that it mattered. Her dorm was only across the path to the school, but she could not shake the feeling that she had forgotten something.

She knocked the door to Coco’s room and crossed her arms, rubbing them in the cold of the dreary dorm corridor. It was always Ella who had to keep Coco on time, and she was not in the mood to miss breakfast this morning.

“Come on!” she yelled, but there was no answer.

“She hasn’t slept in again, has she?” Bea asked, emerging from her own room. Bea’s key clicked in the lock and she shrugged her rucksack over her shoulder.

“I don’t know. She must have.” Ella placed her hand on the cold metal door handle.

“Wait!” Bea grabbed Ella by her shoulder and she jumped.

“Sorry, but what if, you know, Harrison sneaked in last night? They might be…”

Ella shrugged. “I don’t think so. I always hear them. She usually warns me.”

Bea threw her a look of revulsion. “Oh, God. Ew.”

Ella let out an exasperated sigh as she pressed down on the door handle. To her surprise, it was unlocked. Coco’s room was dark, but they could see that her bed was unmade and empty.

“She must have gone to his last night,” Bea said simply, shrugging and turning to leave. “Don’t you think?”

But Ella stopped for a moment, peering into the darkness. Coco’s room was usually ridiculously tidy. She rarely left her bed unmade, and whilst it wasn’t unheard of for her to venture to Harrison’s room at night, it was unusual. Ella stared at that bed, finding it difficult to look away, to shake the feeling reverberating through her bones, the build-up of something unfamiliar. It was almost a chill, but it seemed to stop as her back clenched in anticipation of the tingle down her spine.

There was something wrong with Ella this morning. She felt like a bird, or a deer, jumping at every small thing, not knowing which way was which. A mist covered the rolling grounds of the school as they made their way down the path to the dining hall and the air felt chilly and autumnal for the first time that year. They were flanked by the usual parade of weary-eyed students in expensive school uniforms, carrying bags and instruments, or wearing sports kits and carrying sticks or bats or balls.

They walked down the aisle in between the vast rows of benches and sat down next to the boys at their usual table in the furthest corner of the loud and warm dining hall. They had sat together at this table for all their meals for the past four school years, enjoying the sun which sometimes drenched them in the mornings as they ate breakfast. Coco loved the portrait of some ancient ugly headmaster from decades before, with Twat written on the glass in small letters in Sharpie that had as of yet gone unnoticed by staff.

Ella had hardly sat down before she and Harrison turned towards each other. “Where’s Coco?” they asked at the same time, and a brief laugh passed over Harrison’s face, his usual congenial smile flashing towards her before his frown of concern.

Thank you, VB Furlong and Zooloo’s Book Tours.

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About the author

VB Furlong is a trainee lawyer and writer of young adult novels living in Berkshire, UK. She wrote her first “novel” at ten years old and has not stopped writing since then. As a teenager, VB Furlong wrote for her local paper and an online magazine whilst devouring any book she could find, and in writing for an older teen demographic hopes to instil the same love of books as she had, and still has to this day.

Through her writing she aims to explore many of the issues she faced herself growing up, in the hopes that others facing the same issues feel some solidarity. Her friendships are a huge part of her life and consequently is a major theme in her writing, exploring the way in which we interact with each other, especially in difficult times.

Originally from Mumbles, Swansea, VB Furlong enjoys the sun and the sea, and walking her three dogs across the cliffs. These walks have offered her inspiration for many pieces of writing, including What Happened to Coco

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Author Links

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Website: https://www.vbfurlongauthor.com/

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Chicago May by Harry Duffin / #Interview #BlogTour @zooloo2008

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Fleeing an abusive father in Ireland, peasant-girl, May Sharpe chases her dream of a new glamorous life.

Arriving penniless in 1919’s America, beautiful May is charmed by successful con-man, Eddie. With her new lover’s guidance, teenage May becomes the city’s ‘Queen of Crooks’.

Joe, a tenacious local cop, has fallen for the beautiful, feisty May and is determined to save her from herself. In the midst of her glitzy life, he urges May to make a decision; a decision which would threaten, not only her new-found fame and fortune, but, her young life…

Inspired by a true story

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Q&A

When and where do you prefer to write?

I prefer to write in my study the morning. When I wrote for deadlines for television, I would write all day and sometimes at night, but I think the creative process only has so many hours before it loses focus. However, I keep a notebook by my bed and, often in the middle of the night, I jot down notes about the next day’s writing.

Do you need peace and quiet when you are writing?

Luckily, where I live is very peaceful, which is perfect for me for writing.

If you had the chance to co-write a book. Whom would it be with?

Too many authors to choose from really. From the past, W.M. Thackeray. My heroine in CHICAGO MAY has many of the same qualities as his protagonist, Becky Sharp, in VANITY FAIR.

From today, Ben Elton early novels are so varied and move along quickly, which is what I prefer [probably having written so much television drama, which has to move along to hold the audience.]

Say someone asks if they can use your name in a book. Would you rather be the ‘good one’ or the ‘bad one’?

Good and bad, which always makes for more interesting characters.

Who would you like/have liked to interview?

Maybe Emma Thompson. She is a superb actress, and also an excellent screenwriter. I think she would be wonderful to talk about writing characters.

Where can I find you when you are reading?

I have a large comfortable armchair, which looks out at the fields outside our house.

Where can I find you when you are not writing/reading?

Probably doing publicity for our local social club. I am the voluntary publicity person. I design posters/leaflets, and write short articles about our programme of events for the local newspaper and magazines.

At the moment I am organising a Book Fair at the club, for authors in the Warwickshire area.

What goes through your mind when you hold your new book in your hands for the first time?

Relief! It’s taken me 30 years to write my latest one, ISLAND OF DREAMS.

How do you come up with a title for your book?

My first novel was simple. CHICAGO MAY was the name my real-life inspiration came up with for herself, after she had pulled a jewel heist in Chicago.

My teenage novel was also easy. It’s called BIRTH OF THE MALL RATS, because it’s the story of how a teenage group came together, when trying to survive in a world where all the adults had died because of the virus!

ISLAND OF DREAMS is because all the characters have their own dreams, while living in Cuba in the years leading up to Castro’s revolution.

How do you pick a cover for your book?

I was trained in art, so I generally have an idea of the image I want. Then, I give it to a friend of mine who is a graphic artist, and he works his magic.

Thank you, Harry Duffin and Zooloo’s Book Tours

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About the author

I am an award-winning British screenwriter, who was on the first writing team of the BBC’s EASTENDERS, and won the Writers’ Guild Award for Best TV serial for CORONATION STREET. I was Head of Development at Cloud 9 Screen Entertainment Group, producing seven major television series, including ‘Swiss Family Robinson’ starring Richard ‘John Boy’ Thomas, and ‘Twist in the Tale’, featuring William Shatner. I was co-creator of the UK Channel Five teen-cult drama series ‘THE TRIBE’, which ran for five series.

I have written two novels, CHICAGO MAY and BIRTH OF THE MALL RATS [an intro to the TV series THE TRIBE].

CHICAGO MAY is the first book of a two-part series.

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Author Links

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4674467.Harry_Duffin

Amazon: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Harry-Duffin/e/B005KR3E74?ref_=dbs_p_pbk_r00_abau_000000

Website: http://www.harryduffin.co.uk/

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Book Links

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/Chicago-May-1-Harry-Duffin/dp/0473572583

Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/Chicago-May-Harry-Duffin-ebook/dp/B093MLY9K3/

A Shape on the Air by Julia Ibbotson / #SpotlightPost #BlogBlitz @rararesources @JuliaIbbotson

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Dr DuLac series Book 1

A haunting Anglo-Saxon time-slip of mystery and romance

Can echoes of the past threaten the present? They are 1500 years apart, but can they reach out to each other across the centuries? One woman faces a traumatic truth in the present day. The other is forced to marry the man she hates as the ‘dark ages’ unfold.

How can Dr Viv DuLac, medievalist and academic, unlock the secrets of the past? Traumatised by betrayal, she slips into 499 AD and into the body of Lady Vivianne, who is also battling treachery. Viv must uncover the mystery of the key that she unwittingly brings back with her to the present day, as echoes of the past resonate through time. But little does Viv realise just how much both their lives across the centuries will become so intertwined. And in the end, how can they help each other across the ages without changing the course of history?

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Thank you, Julia Ibbotson and Rachel’s Random Resources

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About the author

Julia Ibbotson is fascinated by the medieval world and the concept of time. She sees her author brand as a historical fiction writer of romantic mysteries that are evocative of time and place, well-researched and uplifting page-turners. Her current series focuses on early medieval time-slip/dual-time mysteries. Julia read English at Keele University, England, specialising in medieval language/ literature/ history, and has a PhD in socio-linguistics. After a turbulent time in Ghana, West Africa, she became a school teacher, then a university academic and researcher. Her break as an author came soon after she joined the RNA’s New Writers’ Scheme in 2015, with a three-book deal from Lume Books (Endeavour) for a trilogy (Drumbeats) set in Ghana in the 1960s. She has published three other books, including A Shape on the Air, an Anglo-Saxon timeslip mystery, and its two sequels The Dragon Tree and The Rune Stone. Her work in progress is the first of a new series of Anglo-Saxon mysteries (Daughter of Mercia) where echoes of the past resonate across the centuries. Her books will appeal to fans of Barbara Erskine, Pamela Hartshorne, Susanna Kearsley, and Christina Courtenay. Her readers say: ‘Julia’s books captured my imagination’, ‘beautiful story-telling’, ‘evocative and well-paced storylines’, ‘brilliant and fascinating’ and ‘I just couldn’t put it down’.

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Author Links

Amazon Author page:  Author.to/JuliaIbbotsonauthor

Author website & blog: www.juliaibbotsonauthor.com

Facebook (author):  https://www.facebook.com/JuliaIbbotsonauthor

Twitter:  https://twitter.com/JuliaIbbotson

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/julia.ibbotson

Pinterest:  http://pinterest.com/juliai1/

Goodreads author page:  https://www.goodreads.com/juliaibbotson

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Book Links

Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/Shape-Air-haunting-Anglo-Saxon-time-slip-ebook/dp/B09J43ZKZP

Amazon US – https://www.amazon.com/Shape-Air-haunting-Anglo-Saxon-time-slip-ebook/dp/B09J43ZKZP

Temptation by Bailey B / #Extract #BookTour @RABTBookTours

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I’ve sworn off men forever

Okay, not forever but for a few months.

After my last hook up, my vag needs a reset

the last man to touch me broke it in the worst of ways.

Not a problem,

until my new dance partner comes into the picture.

He’s turning into my forbidden fruit,

tempting me in ways I didn’t know possible.

I have three months of celibacy ahead of me

and eight weeks to whip my new dance partner into shape.

Someone save me.

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Extract

“Want to go swimming?”

“No,” I say through a laugh. “But I’m happy to watch you.”

Avery looks over her shoulder and smiles. She kicks her boots off, tossing them by my feet and steps out of her jeans. The moonlight reflects off her sequined top, highlighting her bare shoulders and perfect ass.

She walks down to the water’s edge, letting the waves kiss her bare toes. She stays there, staring out at the vast ocean. Music from a neighboring hotel floats down to us.

Avery turns to me as the song we danced to at prom fills the night air. I walk towards her, leaving everything on the sand. She smiles, turning, taking slow, purposeful steps.

We meet in the middle and stare at each other for a beat. Any time that Ed Sheeran classic came on the radio, I thought of her. Back then, I could only sway side to side, but now I’ve got a handful of moves up my sleeve and plan to put them to use.

I hold my hand out and pull Avery into me. She laughs, and I swear she’s blushing. I set my hand on her lower back and step us forward, finding our dancing form.

We sway, side to side for a beat, reminiscing on the old days, before Avery gets that look in her eyes. She turns in my arms, placing her back against me for a step or two, then spins herself outward. With my hand still in hers, she puts my palm on the back of her neck. I hold the position.

Avery ducks underneath my arm, spinning twice before curling into me again. We use our Foxtrot footing, traveling across the sand. Avery pushes the hair from her eyes and wiggles her hips, kicking her foot up in a flair step. She runs around me once, laughing as her hands tail across my stomach.

I catch Avery by the waist and dip her backwards. She snaps upright and cups my cheeks. We sway like this again, her forehead resting against mine under the moonlight sky.

“Hold my leg,” she says, wrapping one arm around my neck. I grab her thigh as her knees bend and spin us around. The move probably isn’t as graceful as it’s supposed to be, but Avery’s laughing again so it works for me.

I set her down. That arm stays behind my neck as she sways her hips. I hold her close, matching her rhythm for as long as she’ll let me.

Avery turns again until we’re nose to nose, stepping slowly across the sand. I take the hand behind my neck and spin her once.

“We should have done something like this,” she says when we’re nose to nose again. She smiles, turning a few steps away from my body, then does a flip.

“Geeze, woman.” I can do nothing but watch as she takes the moment and makes it hers.

Avery stops to catch her breath for half a second then runs towards me. She jumps, landing with her legs around my waist. I hold her close, feeling the rise and fall of every breath.

“Kiss me, Carter,” she whispers.

I do. I hold her face in my hands and kiss her until I’m breathless. Until the song that started everything is long gone. Avery pulls me down onto the sand. I lay on top of her, careful not to hurt her with the full weight of my body.

“I want this,” she says, looking into my eyes. She reaches up and runs her hand through my hair. “But I can’t be your girlfriend.”

“I don’t care about the label.” I kiss her cheek. Neck. Shoulder. Avery gasps, arching her back in response. My hand rubs against her bare thigh, stopping at her hip.

“Take me home, Carter,” she pants. She cups my cheeks, forcing me to stop kissing her body and to look at her. “I need to feel you.”

Thank you, Bailey B and RABT Book Tours

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About the Author

Bailey B is an up and coming New Adult author. She lives in Lehigh Acres Florida with her husband, twin girls, and two fur babies. She enjoys (but doesn’t get to take part in because of her crazy daughters) the simple things like Disney+ binge watching, Netflix romcoms, reading and sleeping. She reads two to three books a week and thinks if narwhal’s are real animals then unicorns might be too.

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Author Links

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Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/Bailey-B/e/B0821S74TK?ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1&qid=1597061839&sr=8-1

TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@baileybauthor?lang=en

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Book Links

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Temptation-Bailey-B-ebook/dp/B0926ZJBTN/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=temptation+bailey+b&qid=1638434829&s=books&sr=1-1

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Cinderella and the Scarred Viscount by Sarah Mallory / #SpotlightPost #BlogTour @rararesources @SarahMRomance

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An imperfect proposal…

But a perfect match?

Major James Rossington, Viscount Austerfield, survived Waterloo, but can he survive the Season as London’s most eligible bachelor? Convinced his battle scars make him unlovable, and to escape Society’s matchmakers, Ross proposes a wedding in name only to shy, sensible Carenza Bettridge. Liberated from her cruel stepmother and bullying half-sisters, she blossoms into a confident, altogether desirable woman. He promised Carenza a convenient marriage, but inconveniently finds himself wanting more…

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Thank you, Sarah Mallory and Rachel’s Random Resources

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About the author 

Sarah Mallory is an award-winning author who has published more than 30 historical romances with Harlequin Mills & Boon. She loves history, especially the Georgian and Regency. She won the prestigious RoNA Rose Award from the Romantic Novelists Association in 2012 and 2013. Sarah also writes romantic historical adventures as Melinda Hammond. Sarah lived for many years on the Yorkshire Pennines, taking inspiration from the wild and rugged moors. Then in 2018 she fell in love with Scotland and ran away to live on the rugged North West Coast, which is proving even more inspiring.

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Author Links 

www.sarahmallory.com

Twistter –  @SarahMRomance

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Book Links

Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/Cinderella-Scarred-Viscount-Mills-Historical-ebook/dp/B096T9Q35K

Amazon US – https://www.amazon.com/Cinderella-Scarred-Viscount-Mills-Historical-ebook/dp/B096T9Q35K

 

Time to Wake by K. Thomas / #Interview #BlogTour @zooloo2008 @SenlisHasWings

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Senlis is your typical artist. Empath, hater of mornings, and the bearer of a strange name passed down from her grandmother. With a penchant for caffeine and a pet ghost, she’s just trying to live her best life. Did she mention she also happens to devour souls? No? Well, it’s a bit of a conversation killer… no pun intended. When new neighbors move in across the street, Senlis strikes up an unexpected friendship with the equally quirky Katie. The two get mixed up in a party circuit that leaves a string of missing girls– and a trail back to Senlis’ less than human origins. At the center of it all is Hunter: a guy not smart enough to keep his distance. He’s arrogant, frustrating, and terribly distracting… Just, please don’t tell anyone she admitted that last part. Is Hunter involved in the mysterious murders? Or is he just in the wrong place at the right time? As she tries to figure out Hunter’s motives, Senlis ends up learning what it means to be a Nephilim, and how her past is playing a role in the murders. “Time to Wake” is the first book of a new-adult paranormal romance series brimming with suspense and quirky laughs!

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Q&A

When and where do you prefer to write?

I’m a night owl – most my writing is late into the night. I do have an office, but many times I end up writing in bed.

Do you need peace and quiet when you are writing?

I listen to music while writing. I have entire playlists I pick out based on the mood of the chapter and lyrics that go with the book theme.

If you had the chance to co-write a book. Whom would it be with?

If we’re talking traditionally published books, I’d say Laurell K Hamilton. In the Indie world, R. Raeta would be my choice. Her work is so lyrical, I think we could make something very different for readers.

Say someone asks if they can use your name in a book. Would you rather be the ‘good one’ or the ‘bad one’?

As long as the character is well written, I’m happy!

Who would you like/have liked to interview?

I would have loved to interview V.C. Andrews. To understand how she outlined her books and series, and what initially prompted her idea for her formula.

Where can I find you when you are reading?

Hiding under the covers.

Where can I find you when you are not writing/reading?

Probably at my day job or crafting something with my daughter.

What goes through your mind when you hold your new book in your hands for the first time?

Usually a very high-pitched squealing sound. I won’t try to type that here.

How do you come up with a title for your book?

I decided I wanted something that was two or three words and went with the plot. When you get two-thirds of the way through the book, the title makes sense. Until then, it’s a little snappy and fits the main character’s personality (morning-hating caffeine addict).

How do you pick a cover for your book?

I wanted something that matched the book but didn’t want a person on the cover. It’s important to me that readers can put themselves in the body of the main character, and that

means leaving her more open for interpretation than having her on the cover would allow. There is a material scene that matches the trees and fire, which I had mentioned to the artist, and this is what she came back with. It was love at first sight!

Thank you, K. Thomas and Zooloo’s Book Tours

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About the author

K. Thomas is a human, not a talking cat. This is her first novel. She meant to publish one sooner, but fell in love with her day job. Unlike her main character, she likes numbers and budgets, almost as much as she likes words.

Her debut novel “Time to Wake” received a warm literary welcome with five star reviews from IndieReader and Readers’ Favorite, as well as being awarded the 2021 Readers’ Favorite Silver Medal in the New Adult Genre.

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Author Links

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/KThomasBooks

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/senliswings

Twitter: https://twitter.com/SenlisHasWings

Website: https://www.kthomasbooks.com

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Book Links

Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/Time-Wake-K-Thomas-ebook/dp/B08WLYGY7V

Amazon US – https://www.amazon.com/Time-Wake-K-Thomas-ebook/dp/B08WLYGY7V

The Girl of Dorcha Wood by Kristin Ward / #SpotlightPost #BookTour @The_WriteReads @WriteReadsTours @KWardAuthor

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The people of Felmore talk of Dorcha Wood in whispers, if they speak of it at all. There is danger in the dark forest. Monstrous things, remnants of the Aos Sí, lurk in the shadows, hunting the unwary should one be careless enough to cross those borders.

But to seventeen-year-old Fiadh, Dorcha Wood is home. A haven. It speaks to her in the rustle of the wind through the leaves, in the wild things that come to her hand. It is a forest whose secrets become known only when it chooses to reveal them.

Hers is a simple life until the outside world shatters it.


Gideon, a warrior whose memory is as lost as his strength, finds his way to Fiadh’s healing hands. With his arrival comes the wrath of Lord Darragh, the ruler of Felmore. A man whose violence rivals that of the nightmarish beings of Dorcha Wood.

Fiadh finds herself thrust into a world brimming with suspicion and cruelty, seething with hatred and vengeance.

Hunted.

Desperate.

She turns to Gideon. Setting herself on a new path where she will confront the reality of old hatred, the consequences of things hidden, and the truth of who she is.

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Thank you, Kristin Ward and Write Reads Tours 

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About the author

Kristin Ward is an award-winning young adult author living in Connecticut. An educator for over twenty years, she infuses her geeky passions into stories that meld realism and fantasy. Kristin embraces her inner nerd regularly, often quoting 80s movies while expecting those around her to chime in with appropriate rejoinders. As a nature freak, she can be found wandering the woods – she may be lost, so please stop and ask if you see her – or chilling in her yard with all manner of furry and feathered friends. Often referred to as a unicorn by colleagues who remain in awe of her ability to create or find various and sundry things in mere moments, in reality, the horn was removed years ago, leaving only a mild imprint that can be seen if she tilts her head just right. A lifelong lover of books and writing, she dreamed of becoming an author for thirty years before publishing her award-winning debut in 2018. Her first novel, After the Green Withered, is one of many things you should probably read.

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Author Links

linktr.ee/krwardauthor

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Book Link

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Kristin-Ward/e/B07D5LC4CR/ref=dp_byline_cont_pop_book_1

The old dragon’s head by Justin Newland / #Extract #BlogTour @ZooloosBT @matadorbooks

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Constructed of stone and packed earth, the Great Wall of 10,000 li protects China’s northern borders from the threat of Mongol incursion. The wall is also home to a supernatural beast: the Old Dragon. The Old Dragon’s Head is the most easterly point of the wall, where it finally meets the sea.

In every era, a Dragon Master is born. Endowed with the powers of Heaven, only he can summon the Old Dragon so long as he possess the dragon pearl.

It’s the year 1400, and neither the Old Dragon, the dragon pearl, nor the Dragon Master, has been seen for twenty years. Bolin, a young man working on the Old Dragon’s Head, suffers visions of ghosts. Folk believe he has yin-yang eyes and other paranormal gifts.When Bolin’s fief lord, the Prince of Yan, rebels against his nephew, the Jianwen Emperor, a bitter war of succession ensues in which the Mongols hold the balance of power. While the victor might win the battle on earth, China’s Dragon Throne can only be earned with a Mandate from Heaven – and the support of the Old Dragon.

Bolin embarks on a journey of self-discovery, mirroring Old China’s endeavour to come of age. When Bolin accepts his destiny as the Dragon Master, Heaven sends a third coming of age – for humanity itself. But are any of them ready for what is rising in the east?

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The rising sun shone on the prince’s magnificent black stallion. With a regal wave, he acknowledged the rousing welcome echoing along the battlements. Standing near to the prince, an equerry held the reins of a riderless horse, its armour bedecked in the red and gold livery of a commanding officer. That must be the dead general’s.

Bolin could smell the sweat of the two horses and see their mud-caked hooves. But his headache returned, accompanied by an incessant ringing in his ears. An eerie feeling crept over him like an early morning mist over the moors.

The prince’s steed seemed unnerved as well, because it pawed the ground, kicking up spurts of the damp earth, which agitated the riderless horse. The prince hauled on his reins, but it resisted, snorting loudly.

The riderless mount bucked its head, throwing off the dead general’s armour, which clattered onto the unyielding earth. The equerry patted him on the back while pulling on its tether. Instead of calming the beast, its nostrils flared and its eyes opened wide as if in terror.

Amidst cries of alarm, all Bolin could hear was heavy thrumming against his temples. The air in front of him seemed cloudy, full of swirling strands of ch’i. The ch’i currents whirled around the cavalry, who seemed unaware of its invisible presence. Three paces in front of the prince’s horse, an ethereal figure emerged from the spectral mists. Bolin inhaled sharply. Who or what is that?

The spectral figure menaced the prince’s horse, which neighed and kicked its hooves wildly. Straining every sinew, the prince hung on to his reins for dear life.

Bolin noticed thick crimson streaks running like the tracks of a wagon wheel across the man’s chest. A dried stream of blood that had flowed from a missing ear now caked the warrior’s neck and shoulder. In his hand, the man clutched a tattered, blood-speckled parchment. The spectral figure was wearing silk of gold and red – a general’s uniform.

The ghostly figure struck fear into the dead general’s horse, which reared up, snorting. Unable to handle it, the equerry let go the reins, slipped and fell. The horse’s whirling hooves crashed on his head, splitting it like an egg, splattering brains and gore over the prince’s silken uniform.

The world stopped. The prince stared at the blood on his damask tunic. The column held its collective breath. A pall of silence descended on the ramparts, the initial playful welcoming atmosphere suffocated by a moment of horror. In that hiatus, Bolin seemed the only one still awake and aware. He could see what was happening. Why couldn’t they? In that suspended moment, he felt as if some demon, some errant spirit, occupied his being, as if – he was possessed. The weird, eerie feeling passed almost as quickly as it had come, releasing his voice to shout as loud as he could, “A ghost! There! Look!”

He stabbed his finger at the spectre.

Thank you, Justin Newland and Zooloo’s Book Tours.

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About the author

Justin Newland is an author of historical fantasy and secret history thrillers – that’s history with a supernatural twist. His stories feature known events and real people from history which are re-told and examined through the lens of the supernatural. He gives author talks and is a regular contributor to BBC Radio Bristol’s Thought for the Day. He lives with his partner in plain sight of the Mendip Hills in Somerset, England.

His Books

The Genes of Isis is a tale of love, destruction and ephemeral power set under the skies of Ancient Egypt. A re-telling of the Biblical story of the flood, it reveals the mystery of the genes of Isis – or genesis – of mankind.

The Old Dragon’s Head is a historical fantasy and supernatural thriller set during the Ming Dynasty and played out in the shadows the Great Wall of China. It explores the secret history of the influences that shaped the beginnings of modern times.

Set during the Great Enlightenment, The Coronation reveals the secret history of the Industrial Revolution.

His latest, The Abdication (July, 2021), is a suspense thriller, a journey of destiny, wisdom and self-discovery.

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Author Links

http://www.justinnewland.com/

https://www.facebook.com/justin.newland.author/

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Book Links

Fouling in Business and College Athletics by Gonzalo Fernández / #SpotlightPost #BookBlitz @RABTBookTours @BookBuzznet

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Using a business mindset, the author lays out a compensation method for fair and manageable to college athletics.

A review of business wrongdoings over a large time spam highlight how far the wrongdoings went and how, when responsible executives were caught, their price in terns of the prison terms and fines were painfully paid.

Organized in two parts, Part A explores the greed of business executives who blatantly break the rules in pursuit of profit and explores the improvements made through regulation and changes to the law.

Part B explains how the greed around college athletics in basketball and football. expand to coaches, the university staffs, staffs at NCAA, practically to every one except the players themselves, who are creators of huge revenues in attendance tickets, TV and radio programing, and sponsoring from sport shoes and apparel manufacturers.

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Spotlight Post

Thank you, Gonzalo Fernández and RABT Book Tours

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About the author

Gonzalo Fernandez was a financial and accounting executive in both Fortune sized companies as well as growth businesses. He spent 17 years at ITT Corporation, overseas in Argentina, Brazil, and Chile, and in New York, and Raleigh, NC, where he vas VP and Comptroller of their telecom businesses for several years.

After early retirement from ITT in 1983, he worked in management consulting with High Rock Partners Inc, as a partner, until retirement.

Fernandez worked for Procter and Gamble of Cuba for ten years in auditing and other fields.

He earned a bachelor’s degree in accounting from Havana University.

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Author Links

Website: http://gfauthor.com

BookBuzz: https://bookbuzz.net/sports-business-fouling-in-business-and-college-athletics-by-gonzalo-fernandez/

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Book Link

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1093631864

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Giveaway

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Honeybee Cottage by K T Dady / #SpotlightPost #BlogTour @rararesources @kt_dady

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Welcome to Pepper Bay. A small close-knit community where you’ll find chocolate box cottages, quaint shops, drama, friendship, and love.

Snuggle down with this cosy, feel-good, comfort read that whisks you away to a beautiful bay on the Isle of Wight – Perfect for fans of Christie Barlow, Phillipa Ashley, and Holly Martin.

The Pepper Bay books are standalone stories that intertwine with recurring characters.

Honeybee Cottage – The last time Joey Walker watched Josh Reynolds leave Pepper Bay was three years ago. She decided there and then that the next time he visited she would never in a million years, even if her life depended on it, sleep with him ever again. She was done with secretly being in love with him. She couldn’t keep falling into his arms every time he was around. Josh was never going to see her as anything more than a holiday fling, or a sure thing. She had made her decision and had happily stuck to it, but only because he wasn’t around. She soon realises just how hard keeping him at arm’s length actually is when he unexpectedly turns up just before Christmas.

Josh had always loved Joey, but he knew she never took him seriously. She had no reason to. Growing up, he only went to his grandmother’s family home in Pepper Bay for the summer. As an adult, he knew that the world viewed him as a playboy heir to his grandfather’s millions. This year, he was determined to prove just how reliable he could be. He was back, and on a secret mission to get Joey to fall in love with him, because she was all he had ever wanted.

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Thank you, K T Dady and Rachel’s Random Resources

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About the author 

Author, reader, mum, chocolate lover, and a huge fan of a HEA. I was born and raised in the East End of London, and I’ve been happily writing stories since I was a little girl. When I’m not writing, I’m baking cakes or pottering around in my little garden in Essex, trying not to kill the flowers. I’m the author of contemporary romance, middle-grade, and the thought-provoking thriller about mental illness, The Focus Program.

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Author Links 

https://ktdady.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/kt_dady

https://www.instagram.com/kt_dady/

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Book Links

UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/Honeybee-Cottage-Escape-uplifting-romance-ebook/dp/B08ZNMXW75

US – https://www.amazon.com/Honeybee-Cottage-Escape-uplifting-romance-ebook/dp/B08ZNMXW75