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Trapped in Sin Book Blitz and Giveaway

August 16, 2021 by in category Apples & Oranges by Marianne H. Donley, Rabt Book Tours tagged as , , , ,

 

 

 

Book One, Sinner Series

 

Romantic Suspense

 

Date Published: August 7, 2021

 

 

 

 

Whoever tore him from her is dead!

 

Baaz Hamdi might be a criminal, but nothing means more to him than his wife Rahmah. So when someone sets him up, and he lands in jail, his top priority is getting out and having her back in his arms. But he can’t tell anyone where he is – not even his beloved. Both their families already think he’s a thug. He can’t afford to confirm their suspicions, and there are too many people on the inside who would use his family against him.

 

Alone, with no money and an inconsolable baby, Rahmah agonizes over Baaz’s disappearance. All seems lost, until she meets a handsome stranger, who helps her get her life in order and convinces her to think about divorce. Without a clue if Baaz is dead, alive, or ever coming back, she decides to end her marriage and move on with her life.

 

Then Baaz returns . . . 

 

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Baaz slammed the door before Saeed could finish his sentence and stormed through the house. Saeed was hanging around Rahmah? Some strange stuff went on while he was away. He had to find out what.

 

He stood in the entryway between the dining room and kitchen, clenching his teeth and waiting for the fury inside his freezing body to calm. It didn’t. “You know Saeed Mendez?”

 

Rahmah held a scoop of coffee grounds over the maker and met his gaze. “Oh, was that Saeed?” She smiled and dropped them into the machine.

 

Every nerve fired through him. He got into her face. “Yes, and I asked you how the fuck you know him?”

 

Rahmah backed up, her eyes wide. “I—I work for him.”

 

He grabbed her arm. “You work for him?! Doing what?” He squeezed.

 

She squirmed. “Why are you so upset?”

 

He tightened his grip. Flashes of Rahmah dancing half-naked with a bunch of men salivating below flashed through his mind and fueled his fury. Her head jerked as he shook her. “Tell me,” he seethed through clenched teeth. “If he has you on a pole or beating some loser in a fetish den, I’ll break his neck.”

 

 

About the Author

Lyndell Williams is an award-winning writer and bestselling author. She is a cultural critic with a background in literary criticism specializing in romance. She is an editor, writing coach and mentor. She has been published in peer-reviewed journals and writes for multiple online publications.

 

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Drōmfrangil RABT Book Blitz and Giveaway

July 29, 2021 by in category Apples & Oranges by Marianne H. Donley, Rabt Book Tours tagged as , , , , ,

 

 

 

 
 
 
YA Fantasy

 

 

Date Published: 08-10-2021

Publisher: Cinnabar Moth

 

 

Though he doesn’t know it, Marcus Talent is special. Unfortunately for Marcus, he discovers this unexpectedly when he wakes up in an unfamiliar forest, has his prosthetic arm eaten by a horrifying monster, and then wakes up in his own bed, terrified and bleeding.

 

Marcus’s dad, Deacon, has answers. He heals Marcus’s new injuries, promising to answer all of Marcus’s questions about what happened the next day after school. But when Marcus gets home, he finds his dad missing and a ransom note appears out of a screaming hole in the sky. The only demand: travel again to get him back.

 

Helped by his human friends, Marcus sets out to find his dad in a world filled with creatures he couldn’t have imagined. Some of them are friendly. Some of them want to murder him. Or each other. They’re not picky. And everyone seems to know of his famous father, who has been hiding a lot more than an entire other world.

 

 

About the Author

 

 

Cynthia McDonald is the author of Life is a Terminal Illness and Drōmfrangil (Autumn 2021 from Cinnabar Moth Publishing) as well as a childhood memoir, two American history books, and the “I See Your Hearts” blog.

 

Cynthia was born in Richmond, Virginia in 1972. She spent her early adulthood raising two sons with her husband and then, after returning to college, enjoyed a fulfilling career as a Respiratory Therapist and a Respiratory Supervisor. This included several years of volunteer work on the Wisconsin state respiratory board, which concluded with a term as the President of the board.

 

She started writing in her forties, after the diagnosis of a low-grade cancerous brain tumor forced her to stop working outside of her home. Cynthia has also lived with disability throughout her adult life, as advancing degenerative disk disease and multiple surgeries have caused her to live with chronic pain and made it difficult for her to remain involved in activities outside of her home.

 

She and her husband recently moved to Oregon to be closer to her oldest son and his family, including her beloved grandson, whose toddler years are adding a lot of delight to her life! Her two German Shorthairs are also a big part of her family, as dogs always have been.

 

 

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Regency Mid-Summer Mischief

July 20, 2021 by in category Apples & Oranges by Marianne H. Donley, Rabt Book Tours tagged as , , , , ,
 
 

A Regency Romance Summer Anthology

 

 

Regency Romance, Historical Romance

 

 

Date Published: July 20, 2021

 

Publisher: Dreamstone Publishing

 

 

 

 

Seven stories of Regency heroines and heroes finding love in the face of obstructions: mayhem, malice, and mischief.

 

 

Varying heat levels, both in the text and during the English summertime.

 

 

Seven best-selling and award-winning authors team up to delight your summer holiday reading.

 

 

A Maiden for a Marquess by Arietta Richmond – Scandal, marriage, dark secrets – is love possible?

 

Saracen’s Gift by Janis Susan May – From heiress to prisoner – will love save her?

 

Seaside Summer by Victoria Hinshaw – A wounded warrior fights for love against the odds

 

The Jewel Thief and the Earl by Regina Jeffers – Each find more than a missing necklace.

 

Wildflowers and Wiles by Summer Hanford – Is impersonating a peer wrong if you’re family?

 

The Journey by Becca St. John – Batten down the hatches, hidden hearts on board!

 

Weekend at Baron E’s by Ebony Oaten – Newly wed to newly dead – don’t tell the in-laws!

 

 

 

 

 

 

About the Author

 

Regina Jeffers, an award-winning author of historical cozy mysteries, Austenesque sequels and retellings, as well as Regency era romances, has worn many hats over her lifetime: daughter, student, military brat, wife, mother, grandmother, teacher, tax preparer, journalist, choreographer, Broadway dancer, theatre director, history buff, grant writer, media literacy consultant, and author. Living outside of Charlotte, NC, Jeffers writes novels that take the ordinary and adds a bit of mayhem, while mastering tension in her own life with a bit of gardening and the exuberance of her “grand joys.”

 

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The Boss Prince Book Tour and Giveaway

July 16, 2021 by in category Apples & Oranges by Marianne H. Donley, Rabt Book Tours tagged as , , , , ,
 
 

 
It’s Raining Royals, Book 1

Romantic Comedy, Royal Romance, Romantic Suspense

Date Published: July 9, 2021

What if your boss was a prince?…

 

The week I got fired, I landed a government job in Paris.

Go, Lucie!

The bad news? My boss, Max Delaroche, looks like a remastered Greek god, as dazzling as the alarm in my head.

Whoop, whoop, whoop! Run while you can!

 

But the man intrigues me.

Wildly charismatic, he has no office savvy. He skips important staff meetings because they bore him to death. He won’t even say where he’s from!

Instead, he keeps staring at me like he’s on a treasure hunt and I have the map.

 

Who is this guy, and what exactly does he do here?

 

Could he be an undercover cop investigating government agencies?

Haha. I’m très hilarious.

If a cop can afford bespoke suits, then I’m a princess. You shall call me Your Royal Highness, Lucie la Magnifique!

Looking for a romantic comedy that’s laugh-out-loud funny, steamy, and full of thrills? Look no further than The Boss Prince, book 1 in Alix Nichols’s new IT’S RAINING ROYALS series!

 

 

About the Author

Alix Nichols is a caffeine addict, a fan of Mr. Darcy and an award-winning author. She pens sexy romantic comedies and sci-fi romances that “keep you hanging off the edge of your seat” (RT Book Reviews). At the age of six, she released her first book. It featured highly creative spelling on a dozen pages stitched together and bound in velvet paper. Decades later, she still writes. Her spelling has improved (somewhat). Currently she has one complete romance series “wide” and three in Kindle Unlimited. She lives in France with her family, including an almost-human dog.

**To read a rom-com and a sci-fi novelette FREE, visit: alixnichols.com/freebies (just copy and paste into your browser).**

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The Boss Prince
Alix Nichols

From Chapter 1

 

She opens her reticule, whips out her smartphone, and pulls up what looks like a still frame from some CCTV footage.

To my quizzical look, she says, “Watch,” and taps Play.

A young woman stalks out of an ugly concrete building, banging the door behind her. About twenty meters down the street, she halts, spins around and barrels back toward the building. Baying, “You, jerk! You, miserable nincompoop!” she kicks the graffitied wall. Way too hard, by the looks of it. With a grimace of pain distorting her reddened face, she grabs the foot that had connected with the wall and spends the next few seconds stroking it through the flimsy sneaker while jumping on her other foot.

“You think you hurt me?” she yells at the closed door, still wincing. “You think you broke my heart? I despise you!”

Whoever is inside doesn’t respond in any audible or visible manner.

“I believed in you!” the woman shouts, letting go of her foot. “I thought you were a good person, a decent man. I thought you could handle criticism. But you’re just another douchebag!”

Balling her hands into fists, she swings as if intending to punch the door, hesitates and glances at her knuckles. It’s a low-res video but good enough to determine that it’s a security door, steel most likely. In her place, I’d be having second thoughts about punching it, too.

“Grrr!” Shaking with frustration, she kicks the door instead.

Perhaps because she’d braced herself for impact, she seems to better control the resulting pain, which emboldens her to kick again, and again until she does it at an angle too awkward to keep her balance. She lands on her bum. Cursing, she gets up and gives the door a few more angry kicks.

The “douchebag” inside makes no perceptible move.

Despite the wild inappropriateness and the involuntarily comical effect of her public display, I find myself sympathizing with this crazy chick. Which is weird, because, having broken up with my fair share of ladies, I should relate more to the man she’s besieging than to her. Yet, instead of cringing, I’m smiling at her spunk.

Also, I’m ogling her slender, perfectly proportioned figure that cancels out her ridiculous actions and dull outfit. Those lovely, firm tits give her worn, badly cut tee a shot at glory. As for that round high-perched ass, it lifts her trashy jeans all the way to the Cannes red carpet.

It’s hard to make out the individual features of her face, but the overall form of her face framed by wavy glossy hair looks exceedingly pleasing.

The video ends.


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Mystic Invisible Book Tour and Giveaway

June 4, 2021 by in category Apples & Oranges by Marianne H. Donley, Rabt Book Tours tagged as , , , ,
 
 

YA Fantasy

Date Published: 3/17/21

Publisher: Winter Goose Publishing

Fifteen-year-old Monte moves to the mystically jeopardized Highlands of Scotland and discovers that life as a Celtic wizard is anything but easy. Whisperings of abnormal enchantments and vicious cat siths grip the small town he now calls home. Fear is at the helm and the instigator is unknown. An indefinite moratorium on magic is enforced. In a race against darkness, Monte and his friends must choose who to trust before time runs out, even if it means breaking some rules and facing danger head on.

 

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Ryder Hunte Clancy has lived most of her life in the desert but her heart belongs to the sea; her happy place, where brine and mist abound and allusive waves caress expansive stretches of compacted sand. A tried and true stay-at-home mom, she is often found scribbling notes between diaper changes or connecting plot points while everyone else sleeps. She survives off of toddler snacks like apple slices and cheese, and has just as much trouble keeping up with her fictional, teenage characters as she does her three small children. Mystic Invisible is her debut novel, the inspiration of which was gleaned from her husband’s homeland of Scotland, where fantasy, mystery, and folklore are rich and hits of adventure linger around every corner.

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Mystic Invisible

Ryder Hunte Clancy

“Besides,” Garrick continued. “What else am I supposed to do? There’s not a lot of potential to

make hard and fast friends here, seeing as we’re the only Mystics around.”

“You could play with those madger thingies,” Monte suggested, as though he were the big

brother, not Garrick. He squinted at the line of firs across the field.

“And when would I ever need night-vision goggles?” Garrick asked. “That’s all they are.

They’re rudimentary.”

“Rudimentary?” Monte could never keep up with Garrick’s fancy words.

“Primal . . . basic . . . old,” Garrick rattled off.

His rant was interrupted by a loud whoop. The shout crossed through the field—a teenage battle

call—as a pale, springy kid scurried out from the firs.

“Finn?” Monte asked. “It’s Finn Cornelius!”

Finn sprung through the jungle of grass like a nymph, fear plastered across his face, pursued by a

posse of very large high school-aged boys.

“Hey!” Garrick tore toward the group. “Get away from him!”

Monte raced after his brother. A dark blur flashed in his peripheries, knocking him to the ground.

Dull lights, like distant stars, mottled his vision as he tumbled to a stop in the muddy grass. A

girl with scraggly black hair and bronzy skin stood above him. “Cameron?” He scrambled to his

Feet.

Cameron’s stare met his, her caramel eyes familiar and intense. The rainbow lights hung around

her neck, much dimmer than Monte remembered.


My Story and the Journey to Eye See

RYDER HUNTE CLANCY

For the dream seekers,
The downtrodden,
The courageous champions of good cause.
For the quirky and the quelled,
The unseen genius and
The undiscovered voice.
For the loud but unheard,
The soft and tender hearted.
For the quiet and devoted.
For the wallflowers,
The late bloomers,
Those ugly ducklings, now swans.
For the invisible ones.
I see you,
I hear you,
And I believe.

​We are the change.

I recently had the opportunity to give my website a makeover. In doing so, it gave me the

opportunity to pen the above mission statement. This is what I live by. It’s what I march to

every day, rain or shine. It’s what I believe; from my calloused, keyboard-typing fingers, to the

very nucleus of my being. Everyone has a voice that should be heard, most especially those who

don’t believe they do. I used to be one of those people. I was more than just a wallflower. I was

invisible; so timid and “ordinary” that I was easily overlooked. But I always craved to be heard. I

tried many things to satiate that big, booming urge inside of me. However, it wasn’t until well

into adulthood that the anvil finally dropped. With a baby on my lap and a toddler at my feet, I

picked up a pen and started writing. The rest was history. I’m still quiet by nature but I have

finally found my voice, and so can you!

-Ryder

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