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#Review and Happy Book Birthday to Deep (The Deep Duet #1) by M. Malone & Nana Malone! @minxmalone @nanamalone

 

 

Title: Deep
Series: The Deep Duet #1
Authors: M. Malone & Nana Malone
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 8, 2018
Blurb

I am the ghost that haunts your dreams. I am a liar, a protector…a killer…I am death.You think you know my story, but you have no idea. My death was just the beginning.I’m a dead man.

In the years since I escaped the shadow organization that owned me, my vow to protect my family is the only thing that kept me alive.

Until I meet her.

Too bad I need the monster to protect her from the demons of her past.

Too bad she’s not that innocent.

Cliffhanger Warning: I know you want the whole story right now. But that’s not how things went down. And I think you know by now when it comes to ORUS, things don’t always go according to f*cking plan.

(The Deep Duet unfolds over the course of two books. Deep will be followed by Deeper, releasing on January 29th)

 

 

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Excerpt
Ovary up, bitch. This is the plan.If she wanted her plan to work, it was going to require sacrifice, which meant getting this car down the fucking ravine and then climbing down herself. Time
to put on her big-girl thong.She gathered up her long blond hair and secured it with a ponytail holder. Time to get to work. She only had a couple of hours. She’d been following Rafe DeMarco every Tuesday for months. This was the path he’d take. It was too late for another plan. Besides she’s been setting this up for months.She had selected the perfect spot for this. Right before the guardrail began. As an added bonus, there was a path she could use to initially climb down and a rock outcropping she could stand on to wait for him.She’d scattered broken glass to make it look like an accident. Once the car was in neutral, she jogged around to the trunk and started to push.

Her ribs throbbed. That asshole in krav maga class had forgotten they were training and had gotten in a brutal hit. She’d have bruises for days. But it wasn’t like she could wait to heal up.

Even as the sweat popped on her brow and her body screamed, inch by inch she pushed until she finally started to get some momentum. And then managed to get car right up to the edge. With one more deep breath, she rolled the car over the edge.

The crash, boom, thud sounds echoed all through the ravine as the car tumbled front-over-end down the jagged edges of rocks. A quick glance at her watch told her she needed to haul ass. DeMarco was likely turning on to the road by now, so she didn’t have time to waste.

It was a stupid thing, but she felt a pang of hurt looking at the shiny blue paint she’d picked out, all crumpled and cracked. That was the first car she’d ever bought for herself.

She’d never had her own car before. Her father had preferred for her to be chauffeured, and her brothers had felt the same way. So she’d been excited to pick out a car on her own. And look at it now… a martyr for the cause.

“Your sacrifice will not be for nothing, young Toyota.”

The back of the car was now completely smashed and bent, so it looked like the car had skidded off the road and plunged down the embankment. She shivered. Under her coat, she only wore a thin dress, one that clung to her curves. But it was part of the plan, so she’d pushed past the mortification. It would all be worth it soon.

She clasped her forehead, rubbing at the stress ball of tension that had settled behind her eyes. Now or never.

The entire scene had been meticulously planned. With a deep breath, she scooted around the guardrail and held her breath as she started down the nearly nonexistent trail. Sand and razor-sharp rocks were more than happy to mingle with her toes and cut up her feet, but she kept moving.

The son of a bitch had better take the bait. He will. This whole plan banked on Rafe DeMarco being a decent enough human being to care about someone else potentially being hurt. Either that or curious enough to stop and see what the hell was going on.

The glass was hard to ignore. As were the random clothes she’d strewn about. She just prayed some other stray motorist didn’t decide to be a Good Samaritan. But this was an access road, rarely ever traveled.

She shoved aside the lingering feelings of doubt and concern and guilt. This man had taken everything away from her, deliberately and systematically. She was going to return the favor. And she was going to get her life back. It didn’t matter how long it took.

She shivered again when she remembered his dark eyes peering at her from behind the mask. He’d just killed her father. Two bullets in the skull. Cold. Efficient. His lips had been set in a firm, grim line.

She’d gasped from her hiding place, the fear and the shock and despair leaking through her body like a chemical spill. She still remembered the sound of his voice as he muttered a single word. “Fuck.” When he’d pulled aside the curtain, she’d been so sure he was going to kill her too. Positive he was going to murder her like he’d done her father. But he hadn’t. He’d let her live.

That was his first mistake.

Maybe he’d assumed she’d be so traumatized by the situation that she wouldn’t remember. Maybe he thought she’d be grateful he hadn’t killed her. Maybe he thought she’d forget his face, his voice, the way he made her feel.

Bad luck for him. She remembered that day in startling clarity. The day he’d turned her family upside down. Come to think of it, she needed to have a slogan for when she saw him again. Like in The Princess Bride.

“My name is Diana Vandergraff. You killed my father. Prepare to die.” She wasn’t the villain here, so she wasn’t going to have some long, drawn-out bragging speech. But he would know. She’d make sure he understood the series of events that had led to his world crumbling.

She wanted him to know.

You know what makes this duo so good?  Besides their writing style?  The heroes and heroines that they come with.  Seriously.  I’ve read every book in this series featuring Blake Security and I’m still just blown away at how they have come up with the different characters and storylines but still manage to pull them all together and it makes sense.  When reading a series like this each duet can be read on its own which is good but you still have that one person that ties it all together.  That person is Rafe.  Yes, Rafe.
Let me explain, hopefully without spoilers.  Rafe is an ex-assassin/deep undercover FBI Agent/ORUS agent that most people believed died.  He left his sister, Lucia and best friend, Noah Blake to go on with their lives.  Little did he realize that Noah and Lucia would fall in love, get married and start a family.  Then you have Jonas, the ex-cop, and JJ, Lucia’s best friend that are now with Blake Security.  Plus, let’s not forget Oskar and Matthias, who also work for Blake Security.  BTW, can’t wait to read their stories.  Of course, when Rafe reappears, not everyone is happy about it or trusts him for that matter.
Enter Diana and all bets are off.  I wish I could tell you about the story but I can’t without spoilers.  What I can tell you is that this story is more character driven than the others.  Not as much action but that’s perfectly fine by me.  We finally get to meet and understand Rafe and what he has been doing and why he did it all those years ago.  Diana is tied to his past but not everything is what it seems.  Of course, Rafe doesn’t have a clue except that he knows that Diana is hiding something.  He just thinks it something else.
The smexy times are plentiful and meaningful.  There is nothing that these two couldn’t do together but I’m not sure that the road to happiness is going to be a good one.  There are too many secrets, a betrayal that is going to cut deep but there is a love brewing that cannot be denied.  Plus, with the men and women of Blake Security behind them, nothing will and can stop them.  Like I said, Rafe and Diana’s story is a bit different.  We get to know them as individuals and then as a couple.  But I’m sure that the action will be non stop in the conclusion.
A couple things a bit off topic.  Yes, I know going in that the book ends with a cliffhanger.  And yes, it drives me crazy but I’m not left hanging too long.  And also I have a bone to pick with Nana.  You lied.  I thought this was going to be Matthias’ book.  Sneaky dog you!
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M. Malone
NYT & USA Today bestselling author M. Malone lives in the Washington, DC metro area with her husband and their two sons. She holds a master’s degree in Business from a prestigious college that would no doubt be scandalized by how she’s using her expensive education.
Independently published, she has sold more than 1/2 million ebooks in her two series, THE ALEXANDERS and BLUE-COLLAR BILLIONAIRES. Since starting her indie journey in 2011 with the runaway bestselling novella “Teasing Trent,” her work has appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than a dozen times.
She’s now a full-time writer and spends 99.8% of her time in her pajamas.
Nana Malone
USA Today bestselling author Nana Malone’s love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense novel she “borrowed” from her cousin.
It was a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana, and Nana was a precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick-butt heroines ever since. With her overactive imagination constantly channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters.
While she waits for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, Nana works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit as brazen and kick-butt as she thinks she is.
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Author Interview featuring Christina Elliot’s In the Heat of the Tropics w/a rafflecopter giveaway! @ChristinaHoag #RomanticSupsense

In the Heat of the Tropics

by Christina Elliott

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GENRE: Romantic suspense

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BLURB:

Amid a sweltering Miami summer, a serial killer is haunting the city. Reporter Ingrid Sorenson is assigned the story and her primary source is brusque detective Rick Gonzalez. The pair clash, but sparks of passion ignite. They risk their jobs to give in to their desire, but mistrust of each other’s career motives wedges them apart. Then Ingrid gets a tip that leads her into the killer’s lair. She and Rick must choose between saving themselves or rescuing their love.

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Excerpt Three:

She arrived before the police had erected a tent around the victim, and even standing at the mouth of the alley, she could see the silhouette of a man reclining at an odd angle in the driver’s seat of a minivan.

A man murdered in his car. Just like the John Killings. Could the John Killer have returned to mark the year anniversary of his last murder? She tried to control her excitement. If it was the serial killer, this would be a huge story. And she just happened to be working that night.

Then that detective had shown up, wrenching her incredibly good luck to incredibly bad inside two minutes. She still didn’t even know the guy’s name. But maybe he wouldn’t be working the case. Maybe he was just on duty and got the callout, and maybe it wouldn’t matter if he was on the case. Her primary contact at the P.D. was media relations. Still, it was a bad break. Developing a personal relationship with detectives was the way to scoops. She didn’t need him possibly poisoning other cops against her.  

The coroner’s tech was photographing the body and the car. Detective Asshole was standing with folded arms, watching. Every now and then, he turned in her direction—checking on her. With her initial excitement fading to disillusion, a wave of tiredness overcame her. She wiped her forehead with her forearm. The air had cooled at this time of night, but it was still muggy. She trudged back to her car, posted a two-sentence brief online about a suspicious death in an alley north of downtown from her phone and headed home.

As she raced down the normally traffic-choked U.S. 1, she recalled that whole embarrassing video incident.  As Mel had predicted, she’d been hauled into Marlena’s office the next day to give her side of the story. Thankfully, Marlena had concluded that it wasn’t Ingrid’s fault. Why would an undercover operative be so reckless as to show up at a media conference? Still, Ingrid had been nervous that it would be held against her when she applied for the police beat, but it hadn’t. Neither did it seem to matter to Major Montoya when Ingrid had gone to the station to introduce herself as the new Star reporter. The only person who held the grudge was the detective, although he seemed to have landed pretty well if he was investigating homicides.

Despite being an asshole, he was cute, hot actually. But being an arrogant jerk seemed to be the required personality trait of good-looking men, as if they knew handsome guys were in short supply and acted accordingly. Still, Ingrid wondered whether something could’ve developed between them if the video thing hadn’t happened.

She had felt a frisson of … what exactly, attraction? … in that look they’d shared, and he must’ve rushed to get to the door before she left the press conference for a reason. She stopped herself. What-ifs were nothing but a trap of despair.  They didn’t bear thinking about.

She pulled into the driveway, tires crunching over the carpet of red berries fallen from the palm trees in her front yard. She was due back at work in a few hours for her regular day shift. She’d get some sleep and head back to follow up the homicide. If she could break the story that the John Killer had returned, and stay ahead on the story after that, maybe she could nab a promotion to a coveted slot on the investigative team. Then she’d never have to worry about running into Detective Asshole again.

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Welcome, Christina Elliott! Please start off by telling us a little about yourself.

I’m a former newspaper reporter, editor, and foreign correspondent. I live in Los Angeles, where I’ve lived the past ten years and I’ve been working on my fiction all that time. I’ve gotten used to walls shaking now and then with earthquakes. My laptop will be the first thing I save.


Is In the Heat of the Tropics a single title, or part of a series?

It’s a single title, but I’ve plenty more where that came from! I prefer reading standalones so that’s what I write.

What were your inspirations for the story?

I love both gritty crime fiction and romances so to me romantic suspense is a great genre that combines both elements. I was a newspaper reporter in Miami so that was my obvious lead character, Ingrid, and knowing that reporters often clash with cops over big stories, that formed the basis for the romantic and mystery plot. I also think cops make great alpha heroes. Who doesn’t like a man in uniform?

Please share your setting for In the Heat of the Tropics. Have you ever lived or visited there? If so, what did you like most?

The book is set in Miami, which is a sexy city. I lived there for five years so I know it pretty well.   I also set it during the summer, which is a brutal season in Miami – six straight months of 95-degree heat with 80-85% humidity. Lots of bad hair days! The best thing about Miami is the winter when the weather is about the most perfect you’ll find. I also sorely miss the Cuban coffee and the bathtub-temperature of the sea. Sigh!

When did the writing bug first bite?

When I was about five, I won a prize for “writing interesting stories.” I have no idea what I wrote at that early age. They must have been very simple stories with one-syllable words but they obviously impressed the teacher! Where this gene came from, I have no idea since neither of my parents are writers although I have always been keen readers and the library was a constant in my childhood. I’ve always been a voracious reader and that made me want to write books since I was little. In high school, I wrote my first formal short story and that made it into the school literary magazine. I then became a journalist. So really I have been writing my whole life.


What would you be doing if you weren’t a writer?

I’d be a comedic actor. I took some acting classes and not only found them hugely therapeutic but also found I have a knack for comedy. I find being zany and way out a huge release. It’s weird because I love reading, writing and watching drama, but when I act, it’s comedy all the way!


Do you have any hobbies or special things you like to do in your spare time?

My passion, other than books, is traveling. I’ve traveled to about sixty-five countries, the more remote and exotic the better. I love other experiencing other cultures and languages, delving into the unknown of a foreign place.  I think travel is a great experience for a novelist. You pick up so many bits and pieces that you can incorporate into plot, setting or character to make your book unique.

What’s the strangest thing you’ve had happen with this book?

Here’s kind of a weird moment. I was working as a reporter in Los Angeles, and I got to do a tour one day with a police sergeant named Rick of his particular area of the city. As we’re driving around, I suddenly realized I was actually living a scene from my book, when my detective character Rick takes Ingrid out on a tour of the serial killer sites! I excitedly told the sergeant, but he didn’t fully appreciate the meaning of it. I think he thought I was hitting on him!


What is the one thing that you would tell an aspiring writer to do?

Persevere. Don’t give up in the face of rejection. Dig deep within yourself to find the wherewithal to keep going, and don’t listen to naysayers! Surround yourself with positive, supportive people. Writing is a hard and largely solo journey so get rid of any baggage that is weighing you down! Believe me, you don’t need it!


What would you want to be engraved on your headstone?

Something simple: “An observer and chronicler of life,” that would do nicely.

 

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Christina Elliott is a former Miami newspaper reporter and editor. She now writes spicy romantic suspense novels from Los Angeles, where she’s glad to report there are far fewer bad-hair days but sadly far less Cuban coffee. She is a member of the Romance Writers of America.

 

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#Review of Movie Magic (Sleight of Hand Series) by Michelle Garren Flye w/a rafflecopter giveaway! @michellegflye

Movie Magic

by Michelle Garren Flye

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GENRE:   contemporary romance

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BLURB:

Lights…camera…magic!

Sabrina Parker has spent her professional life creating unbelievable stunts and magical effects for movies and stage magicians. Now she needs some special magic to help her bring her movie to life. Her search leads her to the very unlikely stage of Walt Bryson, host of a long-running children’s television show in Beaufort, North Carolina.

Walt isn’t terribly happy about taking Hollywood’s call. He’s never sought the same notoriety as his colleagues Ian Logan and Andre Hawke. But there’s something about the beautiful, levelheaded Ms. Parker, and when he reads her screenplay, he knows he wants to work with her. For the first time in years, he’s willing to put tragedy behind him and make real magic.

Can Walt and Sabrina use love as their guide or will their past mistakes haunt their future?

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Excerpt One:

“How long can you stay?”

He drew away and looked at her in amusement. “I’m here all night.”

“No, I mean this trip. How long is it?”

“Just til day after tomorrow, why?”

She couldn’t hide her disappointment. “Oh. Okay.”

He sat up on his elbows, looking down at her. “Why do I get the feeling that’s not the answer you wanted from me?”

She shook her head, trying—too late—to reassure him. “No, it’s just that Dylan has this actor who’s looking at a part in the movie. The male lead. And it’s kind of a big thing for the movie, and if you were there, you could see if he would even be able to learn the tricks. You know. For the movie. But it’s not—”

“I can stay.”

“What?” She looked at him incredulously.

“I can stay.” He brushed her hair back from her face with a gentle smoothing motion. “The show’s wrapped up, and I’ve got no plans for the rest of my life. What’s another couple of days?”

“Oh. Fantastic.” She relaxed into his arms. “That means there’ll be more time for this, then.”

“And that is the best news I’ve heard all day.”

 The first book to be reviewed in 2018.  I’m glad it I picked this one to be it.  I adored this story.  It’s magically.  I know, sounds cliched since it revolves around magic but it truly is.  I loved how Ms. Flye uses imagery in the telling of Walt and Sabrina’s story.  Plus, come on.  Their names.  Walt and Sabrina.  All I could think about is Walt Disney and Sabrina, the Teenage Age Witch.  BTW, I loved Sabrina.  But I digress.  Also, the setting in the small town is perfect, too.

So, while I loved the story, I did have some issues.  Just minor ones.  I didn’t like the whole Collette subplot.  While she is necessary for Walt to finally move on with his past, I felt like in the end that her part of the story could have ended after the storm.  She just felt like she was being the “other woman” and I wish that Walt had owned up to his feelings about her to Sabrina earlier.  Another thing that bothered me was how Walt and Sabrina danced around their feelings for too long.  Their romance is strong but the back and forth, will they or won’t they because of their work kinda bugged me a bit.

What felt really real to me was Sabrina’s relationship with Dylan.  At first, I thought it was kinda creepy but in the end, Dylan just wanted Sabrina’s movie to just do well.  Which leads me to the auditions.  Ms. Flye had me at the tattoos.  I don’t think I’ve ever been that invested in a secondary character before and I had actual tears.  While I had problems with Walt and Sabrina’s romance going back and forth, it felt real to me.  I could understand the “why”.  The scene at Walt’s house…*swoon*  Ms. Sabrina had game and I loved it.

This is a great stand-alone romance.  I haven’t read the others one in the series and trust me, you don’t need to.  However, I just loved how Ms. Flye writes.  Her characters are great and her imagery like I’ve never experienced before from an author.  I can’t wait to read more from her.  This is a definite keeper for me.  Plus, it has pirates.  Yes, pirates.  And a Johnny Depp reference.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

 

Michelle Garren Flye is an award-winning author of romance and women’s fiction. Reviewers have described her work as: “an engaging novel with charming and likable characters”, a story that “will make you believe in love and second chances”, and a “well-written and thought-provoking novel.”

Michelle placed third in the Hyperink Romance Writing Contest for her short story “Life After”. Her short stories have been published by the romance anthology Foreign Affairs, Opium.com, SmokelongQuarterly.com and Flashquake.com. She has served on the editorial staffs of Horror Library, Butcher Shop Quartet and Tattered Souls.

Michelle has a Bachelor’s degree in Journalism and Mass Communication from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill and a Master’s degree in Library and Information Science from the University of North Carolina at Greensboro. She is the mother of three and lives in North Carolina with her husband and their rapidly growing collection of pets.

 

Links:

Blog: BREATHE: http://michellegflye.com

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Twitter: https://twitter.com/michellegflye

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Movie-Magic-Sleight-Hand-4/dp/1976147190

 

 

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