Coming soon!!!

Musings: An Argyle Empire Anthology

Seven friends inspired to raise awareness and funds for homeless youth in crisis.
Seven authors with a love for storytelling.
Nine original stories with themes every reader will love.
Comedy. Romance. Suspense. Fantasy. Drama. Prose.
Individual reflections combined into an eclectic collection.
All proceeds to benefit the Philadelphia chapter of Covenant House,
in loving memory of Terry Aisenstein.

Foreword by Sylvain Reynard.

Musings Included:

Kris Babe : Walking After Midnight
Shari Ivey : Stranger in a Stranger Land
Jennifer Locklear: Aurora
Morgan Locklear: House Rules
Tara Severance : Slash Pine
Susan K. Swords : Better Than Yes
Susan K. Swords : Everyone Deserves an HEA
Becca Vry : Hopescapes
Morgan Locklear & Susan K. Swords: STUD

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“Musings: An Anthology” will be released on June 20!

Readers will enjoy nine stories by different authors that offer a variety of genres.

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Morgan & Jennifer Locklear

Morgan and Jennifer Locklear met in 1989 as teenagers and became high school sweethearts. They have been married since 1995 and live in the Pacific Northwest region of the United States with their two children, a son and daughter.

Although both enjoyed creative writing in their youth, they have only been working as a writing team since 2010. Since then they have created a dozen full-length and short stories together.

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I’ll get back to you later, sharing some of their work.

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Now, they were live doing their first live podcast on
Mixlr  -  a free and easy app to use:
Here is the schedule for the next podcast:
Locklear Library’s Mixlr event “Locklear Library Live from Seattle”, Sat Jun 3 at 12:00pm – 1:00pm (PDT)

 

~Happy Cover Reveal by Nancee Cain~

 

The Resurrection of Dylan McAthie
by Nancee Cain
Series: Pine Bluff, #1
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover DesignerShannon Lumetta

Release Date: June 1, 2017

 

 

At seventeen, music legend Dylan McAthie ran away from his Alabama home to chase his dreams. Years later, he’s forced to return—coming full circle to escape the nightmare his life has become. Hounded by paparazzi and plagued by the aftermath of personal and professional loss, Dylan craves some quiet anonymity so he can regroup and sort out what lies ahead.

Hired by his estranged brother, Jennifer Adams knows exactly who Dylan is. She grew up next door to his family and has followed his career. But the surly, overbearing man she’s caring for as a private-duty nurse is far from the charming boy she remembers. Nevertheless, she’s determined to be professional, do a good job—and not fail at her first time getting away from home.

As her patient heals, his demeanor softens, and their interactions grow less antagonistic. Soon their chemistry is undeniable—and inappropriate—leaving the inexperienced Jennifer thoroughly confused. Adding to the turmoil, scandal finds Dylan once again, threatening all the progress he’s made and putting Jennifer at risk as collateral damage.

It’s up to Dylan to fix what his fame has so easily broken and find a way to move forward with his life. But will his resurrection mean the death of any relationship with Jennifer?

 

 

 

 

During the day, Nancee Cain works as a nurse/counselor in the field of addiction to support her coffee and reading habit. Nights are spent writing paranormal and contemporary romances with a serrated edge.

Authors are her rock stars, and she’s been known to stalk a few for an autograph, but not in a scary, Stephen King way. Her husband swears her To-Be-Read list qualifies her as a certifiable book hoarder.

Always looking to try something new, she dreams of being an extra in a Bollywood film, or a tattoo artist. (Her lack of rhythm and artistic ability may put a damper on both of these dreams.)

 

 

 

 

Blog Tour (English version) :)

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Today, all the Hispanic community fans of  Sylvain Reynard  started a Blog Tour.

Don’t know if you know, but these passionate fans don’t have all the Florentines Series of books translated to their language yet, unfortunately they don’t have the book collection complete. They are still waiting for The Shadow and The Roman and they want to finish reading this beautiful story.

We. Portuguese readers like me, are very lucky.

So I would like to share with you, all the bloggers wishes, promo and even Sylvain Reynard’s intervention through out this week.

Happy week everyone 

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Hoje teve início uma Blog Tour da comunidade hispânica de fans de Sylvain Reynard.

Não sei se sabem, mas esta comunidade ainda não tem os livros todos traduzidos no seu idioma. Ainda não podem ler a série Florentina completa.

Nós, leitores portugueses somos uns sortudos.

Por isso gostava de partilhar convosco as intervenções dos bloggers e do próprio escritor durante esta semana.

Feliz semana para todos

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Crown of lies–from New York Times Bestseller, Pepper Winters, comes a delicious sinful hero.

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“I met the man I wanted. But then he vanished, and a new man claimed me instead. My father approved, my colleagues congratulated, and behind closed doors, I was bedded by a stranger.”

Noelle Charlston lives a fairy-tale life: a doting father, a powerful job, and a future blessed with financial security.

However, two meetings with two men changes her happy existence forever. First, she meets the man who makes her heart sing. Three years later, she meets the man who makes her blood quiver.

Broken-hearted from a teenage romance, Noelle’s freedom is no longer hers. It belongs to the stranger her father believes is her perfect match. The stranger who pulls his lies over everyone he touches.

Including her.

Seduced and manipulated, Noelle gives into the mysterious Penn Everett. The lies he spins, the truth he hides, the mystery he weaves—it’s all enough to slowly erode the woman she is and turn her into something else.

Until her past collides with her present.

And it’s her turn to lie.

To everyone…including herself.

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New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling Author

Author of Bestselling Titles: Monsters in the Dark Trilogy, Indebted Series, Pure Corruption Duology, Unseen Messages, Destroyed, Can’t Touch This, Dollar Series, & Truth and Lies Duet.

Dollar Series: Pennies / Dollars / Hundreds / Thousands / Millions

Monsters in the Dark: Tears of Tess | Quintessentially Q | Twisted Together | Je Suis a Toi

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Indebted Series: Debt Inheritance | First Debt | Second Debt | Third Debt | Fourth Debt | Final Debt | Indebted Epilogue

Pure Corruption Series: Ruin & Rule | Sin & Suffer

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Crown of Lies

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“I met the man I wanted. But then he vanished and a new man claimed me instead. My father approved, my colleagues congratulated, and behind closed doors, I was bedded by a master.”

Noelle Charlston lived a fairy-tale life: a doting father, a powerful job, and a future blessed with financial security.

However, two meetings with two men changed her happy existence forever. First, she met the man who made her heart sing. Second, she met the man who made her blood quiver.

Noelle’s freedom was no longer hers. It belonged to the stranger her father believed was the perfect match. The stranger who pulled his lies over everyone he touched.

Including her.

The lies he spins, the truth he hides, the mystery he webs—it’s all enough to slowly erode the woman she’d been and turn her into something else.

Until her past collides with her present.

And it’s her turn to lie.

To everyone…including herself.

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“YOU MUST BE Chloe.”

“I am.” The girl who tormented me in high school simpered, tossing her chestnut hair like a high-strung pony. Her green dress complimented the tan she said she’d earned from the Caribbean last week. Her gaze sank into Penn as if he were some prize to be won. A prize she’d very much like to taste.

Penn pulled me into his side, running his hand erotically up and down my arm. “And I believe you know my partner Elle.”

“Wait, partner?” She blinked. “I thought she was with Greg.” Finally her eyes left Penn and locked on mine. “You got two men now, Ding Dong Bell? A little greedy don’t you think?” Her giggle sounded forced and fake.

I wanted to sink into the ground and never reappear.

I waited for Penn to mock the nickname, just like Greg had. But he stood cold and primitive, a velvet purr falling from his mouth. “She only has one. Believe me, all she needs is me.”

I opened my mouth to reply but Penn squeezed me, keeping me silent. His arm was a hot band controlling me and making me wet in equal measure.

The other girls from school slowly looked up from their conversations, paying attention while trying to appear uninterested.

They didn’t fool me or Penn as he smiled his signature sexy smirk and grabbed my chin. His lips planted on mine in a brutal kiss, bruising me, consuming me as his tongue took liberties and his power stole all my remaining breath.

He made me stupid.

He made me proud.

The instant I lost the tension in my spine, he let me go—almost as if he’d kissed me deliberately to keep me out of my head and in my body with him.

“Are you going to tell them the good news, or shall I?” His authoritative tone blended with a dark flirt.

I blinked. “Tell them what?”

I was one step behind. I couldn’t catch up. I’d never been that way before. I’d always been the boss, leading. I didn’t know if I liked being the follower.

“Tell them you’ve decided to let me own you.”

“Wait, what?” Chloe’s mouth hung open. “What does that mean?”

I shook my head, rubbing the sudden goosebumps on my arms. Penn said we were playing a game. And yet I didn’t know the rules or what was expected.

He answered for me again. “We met a few days ago and it was love at first sight.” He dragged me close, his eyes black. “It took some convincing but Elle has agreed to give me a chance.” He glanced at Chloe, filling his handsome face with ardent satisfaction. “She said yes.”

“Yes to what?” Frankie appeared, eyeing Penn from his black shoes to his five o’ clock shadow.

“Yes to marrying me.”

The world screeched to a halt.

What?

I flinched, trying to tear myself from Penn’s embrace.

He held me tighter, his fingers sinking like keys into my arms, turning a lock, keeping me bound to him and useless.

Chloe’s mouth hung open. “Wow, Elle, I never knew—”

“Never knew she was the sexiest woman alive?” Penn snarled with sudden viciousness. “Never knew she worked so damn hard, first for her father and now for thousands of employees around the world? Never knew she was one of the richest women alive? Never knew that she was ten times the fucking woman you’ll ever be?”

Whoa, this was too much. Too fast. Too scary. Too far out of my comfort zone.

Yes to marrying him?

I never agreed to that.

I’d agreed to sex.

Stupid, silly, sensual sex.

And now it’s time to say no.

I tore myself from his embrace, my body shaking. “Stop. That’s not true. Don’t spread such lies.” I stared helplessly at Chloe whose face had turned snow white. “I’m so sorry. Ignore him. I don’t know what’s gotten into him. We’ve only just got together. We’re not engaged. He’s not—”

“What my fiancé here is trying to say—” Penn interrupted. “Is she’s too kind-hearted to rub her success in your face even though you do the same to her. I don’t need to hear stories of what it was like to grow up with you. I see her and I see you and I understand the shadow you made her exist in. But not anymore.”

His teeth flashed as he snarled, “I’m stealing her from you now. From all of you. She’s mine. And it’s a sad loss that you never figured out what an incredible creature you had under your noses the entire time.”

Greg sidled up, hate stares fired at Penn.

“That includes you.” Penn pointed at him. “I don’t know how long you’ve known each other but you fucked up.” He laughed low. “You’ll never get her back because she’ll never be the same once I’ve had her.”

My cheeks turned into flames of hell. I ducked my chin, doing my best to hide. I wanted the club to vanish and Penn to disintegrate into dust.

Words and curses tangled to spew at him but he pulled me from the crowd, away from cringe-worthy declarations, away from high-school trolls and wanna-be boyfriends, and through the nightclub to the fresh air outside.

I managed a few gulps of oxygen before he yanked me down the alleyway between the nightclub and a restaurant and slammed me against the brick wall.

Quicksilver memories of another alleyway and another man once upon a time tried to twist my present with my past, and then it had no power as Penn’s lips crashed over mine and he kissed me.

He kissed me and then he kissed me.

Each swipe of his tongue blasted through my decorum, dragging alive the sexual being inside who’d never been allowed to evolve.

His right hand bunched my dress up my leg. My brain tried to split—to focus on the foot traffic only a few metres away and not on the blistering heat of his fingertips on my inner thigh.

And then nothing else mattered as his touch found my core, pushing against my underwear.

He didn’t ask permission.

He didn’t pull back to see if I was okay with this.

He merely kissed me and fingered me over the lace.

All I wanted to do was to let go. To trust in the magic he created in my blood and allow him to be as arrogant as he wanted. To take charge.

But I couldn’t.

I couldn’t let him get away with what he’d said. His lies. His verbal telling off to people I had to converse with.

He was far too brash and daredevil for my world.

His mouth kept working mine, dragging a moan deep from my lungs.

I had a second before I drowned under his powerful wave and lost myself. A second and then I would be gone and I couldn’t blame anyone but myself.

So I bit him.

My teeth sank into his lip, not holding back as I did the only thing I could to slow things down and breathe.

He stumbled backward, holding his bottom lip where a bead of blood welled. “Fuck.”

My ribcage rose and fell. I sucked in gasps, giving in to the slight hysteria he’d caused. I held up a shaky finger. “Don’t touch me.”

“Touch you? Fuck, I own you.”

My plait caught like Velcro on the bricks behind me as I shook my head. “No, you don’t.”

His eyes etched with black. “You said yes, remember?”

“Yes to a beneficial sexual relationship. Not to damn marriage!”

He chuckled. “That’s what’s got you afraid? Marriage? I have no intention of marrying you.”

I frowned. “Then why lie about it?”

“Why not?” He shrugged. “Why do other people have to know exactly what we do and who we are? Why do they have to hear our truth when they’re so fucking fake themselves?”

I hated that he had a point.

He placed a hand on the brick wall by my head, his body swaying into mine. If he touched me again, I doubted I’d have the willpower to stop him. My clit still throbbed from his touch, the echoing bands of release a phantom cry in my veins.

“Stay back.”

He lowered his head, a tight smile on his lips. “Fine.” Holding his hands up in surrender, he kept his distance but didn’t move away. “What will it take for you to let me touch you again?” His voice dropped to sand and sleet. “Because I really want to touch you again, Elle.”

I shivered, doing my best to keep my thoughts focused and not on the molten heat inside. Having him so close didn’t help. He’d been gorgeous in the club—dappled in strobes and painted in shadows—but out here; out here where the vague lights of apartments and street lamps didn’t dare enter the sanctity of the alleyway, he was cloaked in darkness.

His shoulders strained against the stitches of his suit. His forearms ropy and tanned with his cuffs pushed up. His entire body flexed as he waved a hand with feline grace, hiding the throbbing tension between us, pretending he hadn’t just fired my libido to the point of excruciation.

“I’m not answering anymore of your questions,” I hissed. “Who the hell are you? What do you want from me?”

Sighing heavily, his lips pouted, blood smeared a little to make him seem part vampire. “You already know what I want.”

“But who are you?”

“I’m someone you can be free with.”

“I don’t know what that means.”

“It means you don’t need to be afraid of me.”

I clasped my hands together, seeking comfort from myself. Fighting with a strange man—even one who’d touched and kissed me—in an empty alleyway wasn’t exactly encouraged. “I’m not afraid of you.”

He cocked his head, his throat muscles tight and tense. “Are you sure about that?”

“I’m not sure about anything anymore.”

He ran a hand through his hair, disrupting the strands into a mess. “Isn’t that the point?”

“Stop answering everything with a question.”

“Fine.” He stood tall, his legs spread with dominion. “You said yes to me. I won’t let you take that back. But I will try to ease your mind.” His face tightened as if this game had higher stakes for him than he let on. “I’ll only say this once so listen carefully. I will lie to others about us. I will paint a picture that isn’t true for people who wish to know what we do. I will curse and hurt and do whatever I damn well want, but you have my word on one thing.”

My voice carried on a hesitant whisper. “What word?”

“That I won’t lie to you. What you see from me will be the honest fucking truth. I’ll only hurt you if you want me to hurt you and I’ll protect you even while I do it. Give me yourself, let me take control, and I promise you, you’ll enjoy it.”

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About the Author

Pepper Winters wears many roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the hero, the better, and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her characters. Oh, and sex… her books have sex.

She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends.

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Interview with the Vampyre … ahem … Sylvain Reynard

One of my favorite Authors  Interview!!! (I’m so happy!)
Around the time of The Roman’s release, Sylvain Reynard was very kind to invite me for a drink at Teatro – a very interesting night club at Florence, Italy.

You can imagine my thrill. I was trying to make the Portuguese community of readers more visible on social media. Started a Facebook Page and as an welcome gift I had the opportunity to interview the Writer. (What should I wear?)

Focus Monica… SR was in a corner table not enough light to see his profile, but I knew it was him…

Enjoy:

Hello SR, how are you? Thank you for taking some of your time doing this, to your Portuguese community.

SR: Thank you for inviting me Monica. I am grateful for this opportunity and I’m grateful for the support of the Portuguese community.

You wanted to be a writer since you know yourself right? Did you knew what did you want to write? Fiction, romance, mystery…

SR: When I started writing (as a child) I wanted to write fantasy novels similar to those by Tolkien and Lewis. (And maybe, Dante)

Using the story of Dante and Beatrice was something you always wanted to do? Do you have other stories, poetry or any other kind of art form to show us as well in the future? 

SR: I always liked the story of Dante and Beatrice and felt sorry it wasn’t better known. But I hadn’t spend a very long time contemplating the story before I began writing it.

Now, I’m writing a novel set in Paris that features a Brazilian heroine. It will be contemporary romance/suspense and will include a foray into Impressionism.

When and why did you thought it was time to bring the paranormal side of your writing?

SR: I began writing paranormal before I wrote Gabriel’s Inferno. And depending on how you read The Gabriel Series, there are supernatural elements in it as well. They’re just more subtle.

What is your favorite environment to write and or to get the idea of a story?

SR: I write at a desk and I can derive inspiration anyway. But I tend to be best inspired when I’m by myself, listening to music, or walking through an art gallery, or watching a play.

Tell your new readers and followers what can they expect from the Gabriel series?

SR: The Gabriel series is a love story about a professor and his graduate student who have a mysterious history. It’s about love, sex, forgiveness, secrecy, and redemption.

Tell your readers what can they expect from the Florentine series?  

SR:  The Florentine Series is a paranormal love story about two people from different worlds who met in Florence, Italy. They have to battle opposition from two worlds in order to be together, as well as various dangerous and challenges.

Want to leave a message to your Portuguese readers? 

SR: Muito obrigado pela leitura …SR

Anything you want to add?

SR: If you could simply express my warm holiday greetings to the readers and wish them all the best for 2017, I’d be very grateful.

And also to mention that Saída de Emergência is translating The Roman and I should have a released date from them soon. Thank you, SR

And in a flash I was left alone in the table with an half doughnut…

 

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Portuguese version of the Interview can be seen here SRFansPortugal – Notes

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Thank you Sylvain Reynard!


From the New York Times bestselling author of the Gabriel trilogy comes the anticipated conclusion to The Shadow, a sensual novel set in Florence featuring the dangerously intoxicating coupling of …

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Audiobook release “Os Lusíadas como nunca os ouviu” narrated by António Fonseca 

António Fonseca disse, pela primeira vez, os dez cantos de “Os Lusíadas” em 2012, no âmbito de Guimarães Capital Europeia da Cultura, mas o trabalho de apropriação do texto de Camões para a oralidade começou em 2008. Tem sido um trabalho de esforço físico e mental que António Fonseca descreve quase como uma obsessão diária. Esse trabalho é agora finalmente recompensado com a edição de um audiolivro que António Fonseca apresenta no Café Concerto do Centro Cultural Vila Flor. “Os Lusíadas”, como António José Saraiva afirma, “é um livro para ser entoado por recitadores, e não analisado por gramáticos. Por vezes interessa pouco o que ele diz, e vale só a língua sonora que percorre os vários graus da escala, uma palavra que esplende, um som rouco de queixa ou um gesto teatral que se entrevê. Por vezes, também, é um brinco meio irónico com palavras que se repetem ou opõem, como os poetas sempre gostaram de fazer diante dos seus auditores, que só são perfeitos e cabais quando se embebem como crianças no fluir das palavras e nos seus inesperados efeitos” www.ccvf.pt

In English:

“Os Lusíadas como nunca os ouviu” is an audio book consisting of 10 cantos from Luís de Camões epic poem, “The Lusiads,” performed by António Fonseca.

António Fonseca performed these 10 cantos from The Lusiads for the first time in 2012 as part of Guimarães European Capital of Culture, but his dedication to performing part of Camões` great epic poem goes back 2008. This work has required such physical and mental stamina that António Fonseca describes it as bordering on a daily obsession yet one whose final reward has come in the making of an audio book which the artist will present at the Café Concerto of the Vila Flor Cultural Center. The Lusiads is, as António José Saraiva notes, “a work meant to be recited aloud performance-style and not analyzed by grammarians. At times, it matters less what is being said since the more important aspect is the sound of the language which climbs in scale, a word which shines resplendently, a rough, plaintive sound or a theatrical gesture which is made. There is also the somewhat ironic playing with words that are repeated or in opposition to others, as oral poets are inclined to do before an audience and which are so perfect and natural when they are introduced like children into the flow of speech and to unexpected effect.” www.ccvf.pt

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