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Exceprt from C.A. Harms Rush (Montgomery Men #1) w/a raffflecopter giveaway! @charms0814

Title: Rush
Series: Montgomery Men #1
Author: C.A. Harms
Genre: Adult, Contemporary Romance
Published: August 23, 2016
I was running from my husband, a man I thought I’d known. Running from the hell he had put me through.

He’d nearly destroyed the woman I had once been and I would do whatever it took to regain my freedom.

I would lie, and cheat. I would steal if it meant that I never had to go back there.

I’d run and keep running…

But there was one problem. I hadn’t planned for Ashton Montgomery.

He was a distraction I couldn’t allow. Not if I wanted to stay safe. I had to remain distant, but he was relentless and had other ideas.

I caved because I hadn’t thought it all through, not in detail.

If I had I would’ve realized that you can only live in a fantasy world for so long before everything came crashing in around you.

And those lives you’ve destroy along the way, make you no better than the monster you were trying to break free from.

How could I have been so careless? It wasn’t meant to turn out this way. But the Rush of my freedom took control and I forgot how important it was to keep the secret of who I had once been.

And now I had nothing…

Only the fear that the man I’d run from would find me again, and finish what he started.

EARLY REVIEWERS ARE LOVING IT!
–Rush, is written superbly. From start to end all the words piece together beautifully. The story line flows easily through a very solid foundation. The angst ranges from light to heavy to “damn my breath has gone”. Rush is indeed a Rush of epic proportions!



Rush Excerpt © C.A. Harms 2016
She’d turned on her heel and begun to walk toward my office door when without a second thought I hooked her around the waist and pulled her body back against my own. She yelped, but I didn’t let it halt me.
The smell of her perfume mixed with her shampoo filled my nostrils, and for a moment I just took in the fragrance. I had never smelled anything more appealing. “Let me prove it to you,” I whispered. She was tense in my arms, and I knew I needed to tread lightly. Something told me that telling her I wanted nothing more than to pin her against the wall, reach beneath her skirt, and find the spot that drove her crazy would only terrify her. Yes, my usual tactics would not work on Kiera.
“Have dinner with me,” I whispered against her ear. “You pick the place and the time, anywhere you want.” I fought the urge to demand her presence, which was my usual method because most women I ran across said yes without hesitation.
But she wasn’t like the women I’d been with in the past.
“Today was refreshing after all the tension faded,” she confessed, and I felt relieved that she thought so too. But it faded as she continued to speak. “I think it’s best that we keep things between us strictly professional. I just don’t have room in my life for anything more.”
I felt like she’d just kicked me in the nuts.
“I don’t know what happened to you,” I said in return, and though she tensed in my arms again, I went on. “I don’t know why you’re so scared of giving this thing between us a chance, but I won’t give up. It’s not who I am, Kiera. I’m a fighter, and when I have my sights set on something I want, I don’t give up until I’ve won.”
I moved closer, making sure she could feel my lips against her neck when I continued to talk. “And you are all I think about. It’s quite distracting.”
Chills covered her neck and shoulder as she shivered in my arms.
Fighting my arousal was becoming more and more of a challenge. I was so fucking wired and turned on I felt like my balls were about to explode.
“I don’t lie, and I don’t hide the way I feel.” I closed my eyes tightly and tipped my head just enough that her hair brushed against the tip of my nose. God, her scent was pure heaven. “I want you, Kiera,” I confessed, becoming lost in her presence, lost to the feel of my body pressed tightly against hers. “I know that seems to terrify you, but I need you to know. I won’t stay away; I can’t. I want to feel you against me, hold you close, and hear the sound of your pants in my ear. I won’t lie to you, Kiera,” I reiterated. “I won’t ever lie to you.”
I pressed a soft kiss against the base of her neck, and for a moment she went stock-still. As if she was terrified of what I may do next. That thought left a bad feeling in my stomach. Did she actually think I would force her to do anything she wasn’t completely willing to do?
I slowly released her, stepping back to put some space between us. My own heart was racing, and she wasn’t the only one that needed some distance.
She kept her back to me as we both remained perfectly still, just calmly breathing. I didn’t speak for fear of spooking her. I’d already told her my intentions. I hoped that was enough.
And when she reached for the door, pulled it open, and walked out without looking back, I felt like she took a part of me with her. I sagged in disappointment as I listened to the fading sound of her heels clicking against the tile floor.

A little about me. Let’s see where to start.

I love HEA stories, as long as they come packing a little heat. I need some excitement, some angst, and moments that make me fan my face are always good too. I am an Illinois girl, born and raised. Simple and true, it honestly doesn’t take much to make me happy. I love the little things; they truly mean the most. I may have a slight addiction to my new Keurig–oh my, that thing is a godsend. And so fast too. I have two children who truly are my very best friends, and their faces never fail to put a smile on my face. I have been married to my husband for sixteen years, and even though at times I want to beat him with a stick, I would never change the years we have had. We have learned and fallen, only to pick each other up, dust off the ache, and help each other make it right.

I am one of those authors that adore my fans. I love to hear from you. After all, it is because of each one of you that I continue to write. I look forward to your feedback.

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Excerpt & Book Trailer for The Deepest Dark by Joan Hall Hovey w/a rafflecopter giveaway!

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The Deepest Dark

by Joan Hall Hovey

 

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GENRE: Suspense Thriller

 

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BLURB:

 

THE DEEPEST DARK

 

Following the deaths of her husband, Corey, and ten year old daughter Ellie in a traffic accident, author Abby Miller sinks ever deeper into depression. She contemplates suicide as a way to be with them, and to end her unrelenting pain.

 

In a last desperate effort to find peace, she drives to Loon Lake where they last vacationed together, wanting to believe they will be waiting for her there. At least in spirit. Barring that, the pills Doctor Gregory gave her to help her sleep, are in her purse.

 

The cabin at Loon Lake was her and Corey’s secret hideaway, and not even Abby’s sister, Karen, to whom she is close, knows where it is.

 

But someone else does. He is one of three men who have escaped from Pennington prison. They are dangerous predators who will stop at nothing to get what they want – and to keep from going back to prison. Having already committed atrocious crimes, they have nothing to lose.

 

Unknowingly, Abby is on a collision course with evil itself. And the decision of whether or live or die will soon be wrenched from her hands.

 

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“…Joan Hall Hovey knows suspense. She keeps it simmering in every scene she writes and knows just the right moments to turn up the heat and bring it all to a boil. THE DEEPEST DARK is a terrific suspense novel.” James Hankins, author of BROTHERS AND BONES and SHADY CROSS

 

“…readers will be chilled as they root for Abby to take back her life and escape the Loon Lake cabin alive and breathing. Once the first page is read in this one, nothing will be able to draw your attention away…”

 

Reviewed by Amy Lignor, author of “The Charlatan’s Crown,” published by Suspense Publishing, an imprint of Suspense Magazine

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EXCERPT:

 

The three dark figures moved quietly among the shadowy, rain-dripping birches, pines and alders toward the old farmhouse where amber lights glowed in the two lower windows. They crept with the stealth of foxes intent upon the chickens in the hen house, hungry and deadly, already tasting blood. And the Nichols’ actually did keep a few chickens of their own, mainly for the fresh eggs, but not altogether for that reason. They liked seeing them clucking and pecking about the yard; they were good company and cost only a bit of seed. Once, they had operated their own farm, and a fair sized one it was, too. These days they kept a small vegetable garden and Ethel Nichols tended the flowers that grew along the walkway and in her window boxes, mainly morning glories in heavenly blue and pansies in shades of lavender and sun-yellow.

 

In their early eighties now, and in relatively good health, they were enjoying the fruits of their labor in these latter years, including the big screen TV on which they were presently watching an old rerun of All in the Family, one of life’s pleasures that Hartley and Ethel shared. …

 

When the commercial came on, Ethel rose from the big stuffed chair across from her husband’s Lazy Boy. She was white-haired, ample of figure, and quick to smile. “Cup of tea, Hartley?”

 

He looked in her direction and grinned mischievously. Though his own hair had long gone and he walked with a limp, to Ethel he was as handsome as the first time she saw him walking into Mr. Biggar’s class in grade nine. She could still see him as he was then, tall and lean, with a thatch of fair hair fallen over his brow.

 

“Wouldn’t mind having just a tiny slice of that apple pie you baked to go with my tea.” An affectionate coaxing twinkled in blue eyes that had faded only a little over the years.

 

Looking at him, she mentally shook her head. He knew he had trouble getting to sleep if he ate after he’d had his supper.  “Sure,” she said. And it will be tiny, Mister Nichols, you can bet on that.  She had started for the kitchen when she stopped in the doorway between the living room and kitchen, thinking she’d heard a noise outside. She listened. Heard it again. A squeaking of the porch swing chain?

 

“Did you hear that?” she called into the living room.

 

“Hear what? Didn’t hear nothin’, Ethel.”

 

“I’m not sure. Sounded like… oh, I’m sure it’s nothing. The wind.”

 

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

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Joan Hall Hovey is the definition of an ‘artist’. From her writing that has taken the form of suspense novels, as well as short stories and articles, this woman has not only taken the suspense world by storm, but also dabbles in the theatre community. In addition to it all, Joan takes the time to work with other authors, giving them the information and help they need to embrace their talent and become a part of the literary world.

 

Born and raised in Saint John, New Brunswick, Joan has a family she adores; including, Scamp, the family dog. She is blessed to look out every day at the tall pine trees and the stunning view of the Kennebecasis River. But although that view is certainly inspiring, her fans will tell you that it is Joan’s view – the scenes and characters within her own creative mind – that is truly unforgettable. This is a talent who brings vibrancy to the page, creating locations that, even in the light of day, chill fans to the bone.

 

An insatiable reader, the works of Poe, King, and other masters of the mystery world, inspired Joan to write. And now, with her latest novel – THE DEEPEST DARK – she once again hits the nail on the proverbial head, drawing readers into a world of fear that will leave them absolutely breathless.

 

Available at most online bookstores.

Published by Books We Love Inc.

 

https://amzn.com/B00K9E7EHY     The Deepest Dark

B/N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-deepest-dark-joan-hall-hovey/1120012853

 

 

Official website of Joan Hall Hovey    www.joanhallhovey.com

 

https://www.facebook.com/joan.h.hovey

 

Other Suspense Novels by Joan Hall Hovey

 

Tragic Spawn

The Abduction of Mary Rose

Night Corridor

Chill Waters  – winner of the Bloody Dagger Award

Nowhere To Hide – Winner of the Eppie Award

Listen to the Shadows

 

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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION and RAFFLECOPTER CODE

 

Joan will be awarding a Still Life by Jean Baptiste Oudry from Metropolitan Museum of Art – US, Canada Only. 10 1/2″ x 8″ Violin, Sheet Music Laminate to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

 
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Book Blast for Ronald Chapman’s A Killer’s Grace and My Name is Wonder w/a rafflecopter giveaway!

 

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A Killer’s Grace

by Ronald Chapman and

GENRE: Suspense

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MediaKit_BookCover_AKillersGraceA KILLER’S GRACE Blurb:

 

From the high desert of New Mexico comes a tale of mystery, murder and redemption. When journalist Kevin Pitcairn receives a disturbing letter from a serial killer, he is drawn into a compelling journey with profound psychological and spiritual implications, not just for the murderer, but for himself and society as a whole. As he tries to investigate and then tell the story, he finds himself battling his own inner demons and sordid history. Events conspire to propel an isolated matter to a national stage and audiences that are increasingly hostile. Forced to explore the roots of human psychology and sanity, Pitcairn must navigate moral and philosophical realms. What is the nature of evil? What powers of choice do humans actually possess? How may we be redeemed? And in the end, how do we reconcile with ourselves?

 

A Killer’s Grace Excerpt Three:

 

The nightmare began in 1988. He was on assignment for the Indianapolis Star a few miles down the Ohio River from Evansville, Indiana, in the town of Mt. Vernon. A plastics manufacturing site had been conducting studies to prevent catastrophic chemical emergencies, a major news story. He visited Hawk’s, a tiny bar and grill, then at the urging of the barman he meandered down the hill to the riverfront titty bar where he proceeded to get very drunk.

 

Somehow he drove his car to downtown Evansville, but rather than heading for his hotel room he found another bar. After that, his memory was spotty.

 

The nightmare filled in troubling details. Lurid wallpaper in a seedy, riverfront hotel formed the backdrop. His right hand clenched an ugly little man by the throat. Pitcairn’s whitened knuckles stood out in vivid contrast to the man’s face with its bulging blue eyes and torrid complexion. Bluish tinges of asphyxiation gave way to dark violet as bubbles frothed on the man’s lips. In the periphery of Pitcairn’s vision the man’s arms and legs flailed. A terrible focused fury held him against the wall until the struggling ceased. The little man’s eyes dimmed. He dropped with a dull, lifeless thud when Pitcairn eased his grip.

 

Pitcairn awoke at dawn, slouched sideways in the seat of his car. The dirt parking area lay atop a wooded bluff above the banks of the Ohio River. At first he had no recollection of the night, but when the image of the man he strangled came to him through the drug and alcohol induced fog, he bolted for Indianapolis.

 

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My Name is Wonder

by Ronald Chapman

GENRE: Suspense

MY NAME IS WONDER Blurb:

 

My Name is Wonder chronicles the transcendent adventures of a little goat with big dreams. Join Wonder and his wisecracking guide, the mysterious crow Mac Craack, on a journey through the scenic landscapes of the American Southwest and into the heart of a mindful presence. Along the way, you’ll meet an unforgettable cast of creatures, each with an important lesson to teach.

 

 

My Name is Wonder Excerpt Three:

 

 

Consciousness returned in ebbs and flows. Wonder was first aware of darkness. Was it nighttime already? When his awareness next stirred, he felt a blanket of straw beneath a body that still felt sluggish and numb. He heard vaguely the subtle sounds of other creatures around him. He tried to lift himself to look around but could not.

 

An otherworldly vision came to him then. Oren looked down upon him. There was a twinkle in the old goat’s yellow eyes as he spoke without the movement of his mouth. “My dear Wonder, this is most certainly an interesting detour. Remember, there is no path that is not in the Light. The secret is in what you do with the path that finds you.”

 

The vision slipped away as Wonder again lost consciousness.

 

The next thing he knew, the darkness had grayed into morning and his head felt like a hollowed-out gourd. As he rolled up, he found he was able to stand, albeit awkwardly. Staggering around like a newborn kid, he surveyed his surroundings. He was in an old, barnlike structure, filled with bales of hay and an odd collection of creatures large and small including a dozen or more goats.

 

From the rafters, he heard a familiar croak. “Wonder wondering?”

 

He looked up to find Mac Craack peering down at him. The bird was a welcome sight in this strange place.

 

“Where am I?” he asked, his voice slurred so that the words all ran together. Wonder shook his head to clear it, and as he did so, he discovered that something metal had been clipped into his right ear. He turned in a tight half circle, trying to see what the jangling thing was.

 

“Calm, calmer, calmest,” croaked Mac Craack.

 

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Ronald Chapman is owner of an international speaking and consulting company, Magnetic North LLC. In addition to international accreditation as a speaker and national awards for radio commentary, he is the author of two novels, My Name is Wonder (Terra Nova Publishing, 2016) and A Killer’s Grace (Terra Nova Publishing, 2016 and 2012), two works of non-fiction, Seeing True: Ninety Contemplations in Ninety Days (Ozark Mountain Publishing, 2008) and What a Wonderful World: Seeing Through New Eyes (Page Free Publishing, 2004) and the producer of three audio sets, Seeing True: The Way of Spirit (Ozark Mountain Publishing, 2016, 2005), Breathing, Releasing and Breaking Through: Practices for Seeing True (Ozark Mountain Publishing, 2015), and Seeing True – The Way of Success in Leadership (Magnetic North Audio, 2005). Ron provides a wide array of social media content at www.SeeingTrue.com,

content for people in substance abuse recovery at www.ProgressiveRecovery.org,  and other content from his master site, www.RonaldChapman.com.  He holds a Masters in Social Welfare from The University at Albany (New York.) Prior to his relocation to Atlanta, Georgia in 2008, he was a long-time resident of Albuquerque, New Mexico.

 

Note: A Killer’s Grace is one of two novels by Chapman being released simultaneously by Terra Nova Publishing, the other being My Name is Wonder. The publisher commented, ““It is remarkable that these two books can be so very different but somehow speak to the same messages.”

 

LINKS

 

A Killer’s Grace Goodreads:

http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/29449254-a-killer-s-grace?ac=1&from_search=true

 

A Killer’s Grace Amazon:

 

THIS IS AN OLD EDITION LINK BUT WE WILL SEND A NEW ONE ASAP!

http://www.amazon.com/Killers-Grace-Ronald-Chapman/dp/0615642616/ref=sr_1_1

 

 

Ron Chapman Websites:

 

http://www.RonaldChapman.com/ for other information from the author.

 

http://www.SeeingTrue.com/ for ongoing social media content including blogs, v-logs, graphical materials, etc.

 

http://www.ProgressiveRecovery.com/ for materials relevant to those in recovery from substance abuse.

 

Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/seeingtrue/

 

Note: My Name is Wonder is one of two novels by Chapman being released simultaneously by Terra Nova Publishing, the other being A Killer’s Grace. The publisher commented, ““It is remarkable that these two books can be so very different but somehow speak to the same messages.”

 

My Name is Wonder Amazon Buy/Pre-Order: https://www.amazon.com/My-Name-Wonder-Tale-Adventure/dp/1938288785/ref=sr_1_1

 

 

 

PRAISE

 

“…a book for the ages, with profound truths simply stated. First there was Jonathan Livingston Seagull and then Yoda—Now there is Wonder…”

-Beverly Molander, Minister and Radio Host of Activating the Power of Yes

 

“…an exploration of human nature and into the allegorical realm that shows us how to be wise teachers and guides…”

-Paula Renaye, Author of Living the Life You Love

 

“Clarity is an aspect of love, it is seeing clearly. Ron Chapman sees with those eyes. He pays attention as few do to the miracles around us.”

-Stephen Levine, Author and Teacher

 

 

 

 

 

 

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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION and RAFFLECOPTER CODE

 

Ronald will be awarding a $10 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

 
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