​By Liza O’Connor
Book3

BLURBMAC, the computer that controls the SkyRyder Corp discovers that soldiers within its ranks wish to stop its Breeding Project to make superior flyers. When a great many of these special talents are murdered over a two-week span, MAC quickly gathers the remaining assets, modifies their fingerprints and alters their looks, then sends them to the last place in the world that anyone would look for them.
Welcome to Fort Dismal, Alaska,
The absolute worst fort in the Americas.
 
 
EXCERPTEliza noticed everyone was gathering up blankets. Eliza grabbed one as well and followed Angie. Once they were outside, she whispered, “Where are we going?”
Angie stared at her. “You weren’t listening, were you? No wonder you look so calm.”
Eliza noticed the other girls looked tense with a mixture of excitement and terror in their faces. Evidently, Captain Dune saw the same and pointed to Eliza. “Now, girls. Look at Eliza’s calm demeanor. Rally your own courage and commitment to your duty.”
When the captain turned around, Eliza repeated her question, but Angie wouldn’t reply, evidently annoyed Eliza had received praise she did not deserve.
She sighed in exasperation at her silent friend. “Never mind, I’ll figure it out myself.”
The moment a squad of Ryders landed in the field, the girls’ nervous titters increased, letting Eliza know the men were the object of this field trip. As they approached, Angie grew pale, and if not for Eliza’s quick reflexes, Angie might have fallen into a faint. Eliza held onto her friend until she recovered.
Thus, when the men approached and lined up before the girls, Eliza had yet to figure out their purpose. Her eyes went to the myriad of badges on the leader’s fly suit like a crow to gewgaws. She had never seen so many badges of honor assembled on one broad chest in her life. She could recognize several Eagles for Valor in Combat and five Medals of Honor for Outstanding Feats of Bravery, but there were others she’d never seen before.
She smiled as the soldier approached. Now she could see the medals better. To her surprise and delight, she realized his direction was not to Captain Dune but rather herself. Her attention moved from his medals to his face, and she liked the sparkle of amusement in his eyes. When his rough calloused hand took hers, she felt sparks of electricity run up her arm and tickle her loins. She did not resist as he led her away.
She glanced back at her captain to ensure she wasn’t breaking a rule going off with this most interesting soldier, but Captain Dune wasn’t paying her any mind at all. Her focus was on Rosemary, who had burst into tears and refused to approach the giant soldier who stood before her.
“I’m Colonel Polanski,” her soldier declared. “Don’t worry about your friends, my men have orders to be on their best behaviors. They may look rough, but they’ll be gentle as lambs.”
She frowned. “I just don’t understand why everyone is so upset.” She returned her focus on him and smiled. “Will you tell me how you earned all your badges?”
The colonel laughed and stroked her hair. “That would take more time than we are allotted.”
“Oh.” She really wished she knew what their assignment was. “How much time are we allotted?”
“An hour, two if needed.” He winked. “But I doubt we’ll need so much time.”
“But can we not take it just the same? For in two hours I believe you can tell me about most of your metals.”
After walking a thousand feet away from the group to a place of relative privacy, the colonel removed the blanket from Eliza’s hands and spread it out. Eliza helped him and then sat down on the thick wool and smiled at him as he removed his boots and sat beside her.
Knowing how her own feet ached from walking in boots, she lifted his feet and placed them in her lap for a massage. “Can you not tell me one story?”
The colonel laughed. “If it will help you along, I’ll certainly do so.”
Eliza didn’t understand what he meant by “help her along,” but since he had agreed to tell her a story, she didn’t care.
She liked massaging his feet, for his toes constantly tweaked her nipples through her dress, and every time it sent delicious shivers down to her loins.
When he finished his story, he slid his feet to each side of her, and with his strong arms, he pulled her forward until she was pressed against his groin with her legs curled around him. She was now eye-level to his chest of badges. She touched one of the medals and then pulled back. “May I touch them?” Adults frequently scolded her for touching things she shouldn’t.
The colonel snorted softly as if amused. “You may touch whatever you like.”
Eliza discovered he had a price to touching his badges. Whenever she touched him, he touched her in return, except his touches were under the skirt of her dress. They burned into her skin and set flames through her entire body. It left her so faint of breath she could barely speak to ask what another badge was for. Each time he’d answer, he’d remove another piece of clothing from her body until all that she wore was the bottoms to her polypros.
If he had asked her to remove them, she would have gladly done so. She was completely mesmerized by his touch. But he did not. Instead he pulled a dangerous-looking knife from his pocket.
“Trust me,” he said and then cut away the cloth between her legs. After returning his knife into his pocket, he slipped his hand between her legs and with amazing tenderness brought her pleasure beyond anything she had thought possible. She sank back upon the blanket and sighed with happiness.
“Can you sit up?” the colonel asked, his voice teasing with amusement.
“No, I’m melted.”
Suddenly, he was above her, straddling her. “Well, allow me to assist you then.” He placed her hands on the zipper of his fly suit.
She looked up at him in confusion. “What do you want me to do?”
“Undress me.”
Eliza smiled and sat up. “I will try.”
With his warm hands guiding her, she undressed him without a problem. Once naked, her focus went directly to his manhood. She knew it was supposed to fit inside her, but honestly, she didn’t see how that was possible. When she stroked it, a fire burned inside her, but also confounded her.
“You look puzzled,” he teased.
“I don’t see how anything so big can fit inside me.”
“Oh, it can, my sweet.”
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About the Author
Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, skydive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet throughout her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.
 
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Even when characters have a happy ending, sometimes fate has an evil laugh and their happy ending isn't quite as happy as they hoped.

Author, Amanda Marin has done a wonderful job showing reality of a revolution. It's messy. The people involved may escape but the dangers follow them.

Sky to Sea is the second book in the Crimson Sash trilogy and can be read as a stand alone. But with the first book, North to Nara on sale now for only $0.99, you don't have to! Grab a copy of both books for less than a cup of Starbucks' coffee! You won't be disappointed. 

Blurb:
They thought their troubles were over … but they’ve only just begun.

For Neve Hall and Micah Ward, the New Republic has always represented more than its legends of snowflakes and butterflies. It has also meant hope—and the freedom to love. But reality differs from their dreams. Living in a shelter for refugees, the pair must convince their immigration case manager that they are worthy of citizenship. Failure means deportation back to the Nation—and their deaths.
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But assimilating isn’t easy—especially when tensions between the Republic and Nation flare. Before long, Neve and Micah find themselves at the epicenter of the conflict, kidnapped and held hostage by Sans Murs, a group of radicals who won’t surrender until the Nation meets their demands. Sans Murs has named its terms, but the Nation has one of its own: Micah’s return. Torn between two worlds, are they fated to unravel?

About the Author:
When Amanda was a child, her father traveled frequently for business, always bringing back a book as a present for her. Whether she was getting lost in the pages of a tale about far-away knights, girls with supernatural powers, or kindly giants, she was quickly hooked on stories.

Over the years, Amanda has followed her own yellow brick road of reading and writing, and although her adventures haven’t involved sword fights or saving the planet from certain annihilation, they have involved jobs in scholarly publishing and marketing, a modest amount of travel, and a lifelong love of novels.
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Amanda holds degrees in English from Salve Regina University and Boston College. Her favorite things include Starbucks lattes, lazy summer afternoons at the beach, and books with characters that make you go “awww.” She lives in New Hampshire with her family and furbaby, Snickers the Poodle.
 
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I love the Fast and Furious movies as well as the Marvel movies. But if you are looking for a movie that is unique and different, Knives Out will entertain your intellect. 

The film plays like a classic who-done-it of olden times, with detectives like Sherlock or Peroit. 

As the viewer begins to guess the story, director Rian Johnson turns their theory on its end, sending viewers back into the detective game. 

You can read my full review on my movie page. If you saw the movie, did you catch the foreshadowing? Or all the mystery innuendos?

You've fallen in love with a couple of characters and the world the author created. You gobbled up all the books as they were released, but all things must come to an end. Or does it?

Vanessa Garden has shared the compelling tale of a human girl who falls in love with the king of an underwater world. Together, they faced danger and have come out stronger. 

Release is finally here! The final book in the Submerged Sun series and you will want to grab a copy for yourself!

Blurb:
The action-packed conclusion to the Submerged Sun Trilogy...

In a glittering underwater world, where danger lurks behind beauty and power, seventeen-year-old Miranda Sun must decide between her freedom and the love her heart ultimately yearns for.

While Robbie and the citizens of Marin eagerly await the birth of the first child to have been born in the city of Marin in over twenty years, Miranda and Marko must deal with the pain and heartache of their banishment from the underwater city.

When the bodies of young women begin to wash up on beaches across the globe, their legs mutilated in a telling way, Miranda and Marko become even more desperate to return to Marin.

Because if Damir is back to his evil ways, then Miranda’s sister, Lauren, is in grave danger.
Will Miranda and Marko return to the city in time to save Lauren?

Or is Lauren, and the entire city of Marin, doomed already…

EXCERPT:
“Will you look at this, Shirl? Another one.” The old man shook his head, his jowls trembling as he stared down at the newspaper he was about to purchase. “Yesterday it was Barcelona, today, Sydney. It doesn’t make sense. They’re washing up all over the place.”

“The poor loves,” said the woman. “Who would do such a thing to these young girls? And in so many different countries? You’re right, it doesn’t make sense.”

“The Sydney one might be a copy-cat. That’s the problem with the bloody media these days, they give away all the details, and some idiot thinks it’s a good idea to do the same.”

My blood turned to ice. Another body had washed up on a beach.

I had to get back to Marko. This was the fourth one in two weeks. It was too coincidental.

When it was my turn to pay, I placed my groceries on the counter and picked up a copy of the paper from the stack beside me. Without looking at it, I paid, not wanting to see or read the story until I was with Marko.

My heart raced and my stomach churned while I rushed back to the car. I kept telling myself that this girl might be different. That perhaps she’d just drowned.

By the time I buckled myself into the driver’s seat, curiosity had gotten the better of me.

I tugged the paper out from under the egg carton and unfolded it to reveal the front page.

My heart stopped.

But it wasn’t the heading--Third woman with mutilated legs found on Sydney shores—that got to me, it was the picture, a particular detail in the picture.

It showed two policemen at the beach, crouched over a body that was loosely draped with a white cloth. The body had long, blonde hair that had half dried in the sun, and her thin, pale ankle was showing. The way the picture had been taken, from behind the feet, gave a clear view of the ankle.

My blood ran cold as I stared at that ankle.

Wrapped around it was a bracelet, loaded with what appeared to be small, sun-shaped charms.

Only one person owned that one-of-a-kind bracelet, made by my dad.

And that person was my sister.

About the Author:
A bookseller and Young Adult author, Vanessa loves nothing more than immersing herself in the exciting world of books. When she is not sharing her favorite reads with customers, or mentally casting actors to play the characters in her next novel, she enjoys hanging out with those she loves most.
 
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Weddings are often fraught with drama. How many people to invite? Where will they sit? Who will be the maid of honor? The dresses!!

I was lucky since with my wedding to Mark, we avoided the drama by eloping to Vegas. But not all families are so lucky!!

Author, Nicole Sobon has given us the conclusion to the Collide series. Gemma is finally getting married but it's not without some drama. Be sure to get a copy for yourself!

Blurb:
Engagement? Check.
Stable relationships? Check.
Family drama? Check.
 
For the first time in what feels like forever, Gemma and Ben are in a good place. He’s got a good job, and she’s finally able to focus on writing that book she’s always wanted to write. Even better? They’re on their way to finally making it official as they begin to plan their nuptials.
 
Unfortunately, though, life is never without its complications and there will be plenty of bumps along the way to “I do.”
 
What’s a wedding without some family drama?
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About the Author:
Nicole Sobon is the author of The Emile Reed Chronicles (YA Science Fiction), the Outbreak duology, Collide (NA Romance), and more!
 
You can find her online at:
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Jojo Rabbit is a movie people either love or hate. Mostly the hate stems from fear of the subject matter, but the movie is one you need to see for yourself. You can catch my movie review on my review page and see why I feel this is an important movie to see and discuss. 

Way before even meeting my husband, I used to email him a weekly newsletter as his son's teacher. The man would annoy me to no end with his teasing about the things in the newsletter. Even meeting him face to face on a field trip did little to change that. And yet, we are married today.

​Clara Winter's new release Goddess of the Moon, features a clashing couple. Selene is the daughter of Cleopatra and a demon hunter. Tash is a powerful witch. They aren't supposed to connect, let alone work together but sparks fly and fate has a way of messing up everyone's plans.

Blurb:
An impossible attraction. An apocalyptic threat.
 
After vanquishing a Celtic death demon, Selene should be kicking back and enjoying some free time. However, her life is anything but relaxed. She must travel to Romania, the last place she’d ever thought she’d be, facing another demon threat. Just another day at the office for the daughter of Cleopatra.
 
The situation soon escalates. The simple problem Selene thought she was facing, becomes intense--FAST. The dilemma is much greater than she initially feared. Throw in a sexy witch she doesn’t want to be attracted to, and her life really gets complicated.
 
Overconfidence leads Selene to make a mistake which could cost everything. Can she unravel the mystery before it’s too late? Or will her latest nemesis be the death of her and those she loves?
 
Goddess of the Moon is the fourth book of The Immortal Kindred Series and is set primarily in Brasov, Romania.

EXCERPT:
The witch appeared to the left of me, near the side of the fountain. I registered him out of the corner of my eye without moving my head. I didn’t want to seem threatening, but I also wanted to have him in my sights.

“Are we going to have a problem?” he asked, his voice deep with an unmistakable southern accent. He stood still, not moving any closer.

“Depends on you,” I answered, still as a statue.

“I’m cool if you are.”

I inclined my head, my gaze never leaving the fountain. Did the witch leave the tarot card? I was hoping he would be on his way but couldn’t be so lucky. He surprised me by moving closer until he was standing directly between me and the water. Maybe he was a threat.

The light was bright behind me, making it difficult to see him even with my preternatural eyes. He seemed to glow like fire in front of me.

​“You know, there used to be a pillory in this square. It was used for punishments, humiliations, like they all were. It was also used for witches.” His voice was low. Had there been any humans nearby, they wouldn’t have heard him over the sound of the water. I could and he knew it.

About the Author:
Amy Rugg grew up reading Anne of Green Gables, The Secret Garden, and Alice in Wonderland, while watching Buck Rogers, Star Trek, and Doctor Who. Writing her own stories naturally ensued. She is a wife, mother, and former school counselor, with a Master’s Degree in Counseling. Amy is from Colorado Springs, Co and currently resides in Mission Viejo, Ca. clarawinterbooks.com

After looking at the recent snow storm in Michigan, I am even more grateful that we moved to South Carolina. There's something wonderful about a beach.

Author Mara Gan had visited Santorini which inspired her to write about her characters ending up on a deserted island. But she'd left them in a precarious situation at the end of Joined... How could she find a way to make the story work?

Misplaced is an amazing story, inspired by the sweet breezes of Santorini. Now Available in ebook and print. Grab a copy for yourself and see how she gets her characters back on track.

Blurb:
I know I had a good life before. If only I could remember it.

I couldn’t sew, I couldn’t fish, I couldn’t hunt, I couldn’t cook, for goodness’ sake I couldn’t even tell the hallucinogenic mushrooms from the non-hallucinogenic ones. The list of Things I Couldn’t Do was uncomfortably long.

There was, however, one pretty big thing I could do: I could heal people with just a touch of my hands.

I didn’t understand it, nor did I know why or how I came by this ability, because here was the other thing: I had no memory.

Nada. Nil. Zero.

I had simply awoken on a beach, about two months ago, with my name rolling around my head, but that was it. My name was all I knew.

Just my name.
Meda.

EXCERPT:
Being tied to a post for several hours had given me a lot of time to think.

This wasn’t, strictly speaking, a good thing. Being alone with my thoughts made me worry, often about things that had zero bearings on where I was or what I was doing. Like
whether or not my sandals would make it another week without mending, if eating so many kastania nuts would make my breath smell funny, or if I could get attacked by a shark while pearl diving.

But just now I was beginning to stress that Kakó would get worried and try to come find me. I didn’t need him finding out about this little stunt, as he’d undoubtedly just go off on
another long-winded lecture about safety and yadda, yadda, yadda. Safety, as if that was a concern for two people who regularly risked their lives to thwart a slave-trading ring.

I knew from watching past offenders that no one would cut me loose until the morning, but I wasn’t worried about that. I had my own knife slipped into a hidden sheath at the back of my belt and another strapped to my leg in case the first one was confiscated. But I couldn’t very well cut myself loose and go about my business until it was dark and all the market patrons had gone home. My legs were aching from the hours of standing, and I itched to cut myself loose, finish up, and go home.

Not for the first time, I wondered how I had ended up here. There were so many things wrong with my situation that I didn’t even know where to start. Why did I have no memory? Why did no one seem to miss me or come looking for me? Why did I have precisely zero “normal” skills? And why did I look so different? Why was everyone around me decidedly far more tan than I was? And what was up with my ears?
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And of course, there was that other thing, that ability I had that I kept from everyone except Kakó. And he only knew because I’d used it to save his life that first day we’d met.

About the Author:
 
A Pacific Northwesterner by birth and disposition, Mara has lived in Washington, D.C., Oregon, Japan, and most recently, the beautiful Pacific Grove, California, before returning to her roots in Seattle. By day she teaches history to unsuspecting teenagers, and by night she writes books and travels to far-flung places. A black cat enthusiast, she loves to read, play sports, and drink far more London Fogs than is likely good for her.
 
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With Veteran's Day fast approaching, seeing the war story- Midway, at the theater was a great weekend event. 

Unlike many of the "Historically accurate" movies, the director and writer only relied on actual events and true people. So what you see is a movie that will have you celebrating the bravery of these men. 

You can check out my full review on my Review Page. Do you have a favorite war movie? 

In the amazing conclusion to the Submerged Sun series, Marko and Miranda are face to face with their worst fears. Their friends and family aren't safe. Someone is mutilating the mermaid people trying to change them into something else.

And You thought Your Monday was bad!! This captivating series began with Captivate and then to Impulse and now Release brings the story back to the beginning. 

Blurb:
The action-packed conclusion to the Submerged Sun Trilogy...

In a glittering underwater world, where danger lurks behind beauty and power, seventeen-year-old Miranda Sun must decide between her freedom and the love her heart ultimately yearns for.

While Robbie and the citizens of Marin eagerly await the birth of the first child to have been born in the city of Marin in over twenty years, Miranda and Marko must deal with the pain and heartache of their banishment from the underwater city.

When the bodies of young women begin to wash up on beaches across the globe, their legs mutilated in a telling way, Miranda and Marko become even more desperate to return to Marin.

Because if Damir is back to his evil ways, then Miranda’s sister, Lauren, is in grave danger.
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Will Miranda and Marko return to the city in time to save Lauren?

Or is Lauren, and the entire city of Marin, doomed already…

About the Author:
A bookseller and Young Adult author, Vanessa loves nothing more than immersing herself in the exciting world of books. When she is not sharing her favorite reads with customers, or mentally casting actors to play the characters in her next novel, she enjoys hanging out with those she loves most.
 
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Delayed in release due to the Harvey Winestein scandal, The Current War wowed audiences at Sundance and is now out in theaters. You can read my review on my movie review page. 

Do you love history movies? Do you expect them to be entirely true or is it okay for movies to take liberties?

We all face issues. Things we can't handle, frustrations, anger...even madness. Are you the type to work it out calmly? Or do you rush ahead full steam? Some people turn to drugs or alcohol.

I'm someone who holds much inside. And then it bursts like a dam. Feelings and anger showering all over the other person. 

Katherine McIntyre's characters in Captured Memories have each found a way to deal with their own issues. But when the two meet, they find a way to bring light to their problems. 

Now Available-- Captured Memories is a wonderful story of two wounded souls finding love. 


Blurb:
An invitation to Cupid’s Café will change your life.

After the incident that caused Liv Morozov to drop out of college, years later she’s still trying to pick up the pieces of her life. She’s managed to carve out a career for herself as a photographer, but when it comes to guys? Her issues send them running for the hills, every damn time.

Zane Parata has declared himself off-limits for relationships. Between trying to maintain sobriety and the long hours he works as a chef, no one wants to deal with his brand of damage, and he wouldn’t want to burden them in the first place.

When Liv shows up at Cupid’s Café, she never expected to find Zane, her brother’s former best friend who had vanished one day and never returned. The sparks that surged when they were both teens rekindle stronger than ever, and all too fast, Liv and Zane entangle in each other’s lives, breaking their own rules. Except with both struggling with the demons from their past, the love that’s begun to grow is one lapse away from shattering the two of them beyond repair.

EXCERPT:
The date started out bland and was speeding right along to abysmal.

Liv sucked on her straw, taking in an extra hefty helping of her black-and-white milkshake, as if the creamy goodness could block out the absolute drivel coming out of this guy’s mouth. He hadn’t seemed like this much of a twat online, but hey, dating profiles lie, lie, lied. The overhead lights of the Denny’s blared down on her, and the rattle and chill of the air conditioning blasting through this place made her skin prickle.

“So, you take photographs, right?” Kyle asked. His smarmy grin was the kind she itched to punch off his face, and the Drakkar Noir he’d slathered on made her stomach churn. “What’s your real job?”

Liv swigged so much milkshake it went straight to her head, but even brain freeze melted in the fury his question inspired. So far, he checked off every item on her Shit that Makes Liv
Morozov Rage list. Acting like her career wasn’t a legitimate profession tended to top that, along with the territorial way he leaned forward, his hand inching across the laminate table as the minutes wore on.
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“Professional Emasculator. I’ve been told that’s why I’ve got such a problem keeping a man,” she drawled, batting her eyelashes innocently while the venom poured from her mouth.

This had been a bad idea from the start, spurred on by the promise she made to Tessa to give the dating pool a fair try, again. Common sense-wise, making connections she might be able to use for her quite-real job as a photographer didn’t hurt, and she figured she could slice through any assholes who came her way.

Looked like they lined up for the slaughter right off the bat.

Welcome to Cupid's Café, a place where missed connections meet. How the invitations find them, no one knows…except for the mysterious owner, Mr. Heart.
This multi-author series focuses on protagonists struggling with real-life issues that often get swept under the rug. With Cupid’s Café, these issues find representation in the characters struggling to conquer their own problems while trying to carve a future for themselves.
From cops to artists, or social workers to photographers, Mr. Heart ensures these lost souls who believe themselves undeserving of love reconnect with their fated match.
Each couple embarks on their journey at Cupid’s Cafe, but the rest is up to them: whether damage wins or they find true love in the end.
 
READ THEM ALL
Painting for Keeps (Cupid's Cafe #1) by Landra Graf
Exactly Like You (Cupid's Cafe #2) by Lori Sizemore
Captured Memories (Cupid's Cafe #3) by Katherine McIntyre
True Colors (Cupid's Cafe #4) by Landra Graf
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About the Author:

Strong women. Strong words.
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Katherine McIntyre is a feisty chick with a big attitude despite her short stature. She writes stories featuring snarky women, ragtag crews, and men with bad attitudes—high chance for a passionate speech thrown into the mix. As an eternal geek and tomboy who’s always stepped to her own beat, she’s made it her mission to write stories that represent the broad spectrum of people out there, from different cultures and races to all varieties of men and women. Easily distracted by cats and sugar.
 
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​Blurb
 
 
The SkyRyders are no longer the best-skilled fliers in the sky, and MAC is determined to rectify the situation by breeding better fliers. However, the introduction of an exceptional flier into the project brings an underlying cancer to light. Convinced the Corp removed a maneuver so a female could pass the flight exam, the male cadets in the Academy revolt. Sensing chaos and mutiny at the Fort, the enemy cartel gathers a force to annihilate the entire West Coast forces.
 
 
EXCERPT
April 2236
Cassie Brown believed women of the twenty-third century to be inherently flawed. They lacked ambition. Their only inspirations were getting married and having virgin-birth babies.
Even as a little girl, Cassie wanted more to her dreams. The other little girls would dream about finding a fairy tale prince of a husband. Cassie dreamed of being the first female president of the Americas, or a great scientist.
As a young woman, she now knew becoming the president was impossible in the chauvinistic male-oriented society that had taken root since the Czech Terror Wars began. However, being a scientist remained possible as long she could continue her education.
Recently, the Czechs had discovered a way to escape the high winds of their country and reach the Americas. And while our SkyRyders killed swarms of them daily, there always seemed to be more of them on the horizon. She feared how her father would react to this new danger.
 She mulled over the situation as she lay on a blanket stretched out on the campus grounds. Convincing her father that she was safer at school became more difficult every month. Honestly, he saw her education as a type of ‘finishing school’ before marriage, not as the first step to a meaningful life.
She lost her train of thought the moment a squad of SkyRyders dropped from the sky and landed twenty feet to her left. She noticed they wore combat gear. Two of them were young women, and both were armed to the teeth, the same as the men. She liked that.
A male SkyRyder, slightly older and rather “easy on the eyes” with his chiseled looks, approached her as the others folded their catchers into small bundles.
“If you were going to buy drugs on this campus, where would you go?” His lips turned into a seductive half-grin.
She smiled in return. “I’d go have my head examined.” She nodded at the frat house on the corner. “However, idiots who have no appreciation for their brain cells go over to the green house on the corner, but somehow I suspect you already know that.”
“I always like to get a local confirmation whenever possible and especially if it means talking to a pretty young woman.”
She smiled at his compliment. Normally, such a line would piss her off, but not when it came from those lips.
“You wouldn’t happen to know whether they conduct their business in the cellar or the attic, would you?”
Cassie gave this some thought. “I’ve never been in the house, but I have lectured a few girlfriends after they’ve gone there, and I noticed they had cobwebs from the Andillous family on their clothes.
“Cobwebs can be found in both cellars and attics.”
“Not troglobiont cobwebs. They are only found in moist areas such as the Cully River canyon and on rare occasions, basements, if they’ve been extended deep into the rock of the cliffs behind the house.”
He smiled appreciatively at her observation. “That is most helpful.” He returned to his crew.
She watched as they disappeared right before her eyes. She had heard the Ryders had suits that made them invisible. She had thought it was bullshit, just something to scare little drug-dealers out of a life of crime. Now she saw it was true. Her mind turned to working out how they did that.
A few minutes later, she heard the low rumble of a concussion bomb from within the building and the cliff behind it. Silence followed. Except for a few people near the building running like hell to get away, no one came out of the house. She worried about the Ryders. She should have mentioned the frat house might be well-armed, but then shouldn’t they expect that?
The Ryders reappeared in front of their gear. The captain, however, materialized beside her. He knelt and studied her with his intense blue eyes. Lots of guys took notice of her, but this was different. He seemed to be measuring her worth as an intelligent human being. “What’s your major?”
“Quantum Physics, and Mathematics.”
He nodded with approval and handed her a card. “Keep this card in case you ever want a career with the Corp. It will exempt you from years of screening.”
“Thanks, but I’m going to finish school and become a scientist.”
He smiled and stood up. “Good for you. We hire scientist, you know.” Then he rejoined his group and latched into his catcher. Upon his command, the squad soared into the sky as if they were puppets yanked from the story.
Just as they disappeared, a ping sounded from her laptop, alerting her she had mail. Cassie glanced at the email. It was from her father. She opened it, expecting him to explain why the funds for this semester had yet to arrive into the school’s account. She had already received a second notice. Upon reading the email, she understood why the money had not arrived. According to her father, her education had gone on long enough and it was time for her to take on adult responsibilities. A car would come for her at three today, and tomorrow she would be married to some man she had never met in her life.
She fingered the card in her hand. Life in the Corp sounded a hell of a lot better than her current future.
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Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, skydive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet throughout her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.
 
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Strong Female Characters,.. Buffy, Lilith, Medusa. Most female characters are usually the supporting characters. They rely on men who kick butt, but I love a female character who can stand up for herself. 

Clara Winter has crafted such an amazing woman in her latest release- Goddess of the Moon. (and if you haven't read the other books in this series, she has some other strong women, too.)

Do you find a strong female character a must in your books?

Blurb:
An impossible attraction. An apocalyptic threat.
 
After vanquishing a Celtic death demon, Selene should be kicking back and enjoying some free time. However, her life is anything but relaxed. She must travel to Romania, the last place she’d ever thought she’d be, facing another demon threat. Just another day at the office for the daughter of Cleopatra.
 
The situation soon escalates. The simple problem Selene thought she was facing, becomes intense--FAST. The dilemma is much greater than she initially feared. Throw in a sexy witch she doesn’t want to be attracted to, and her life really gets complicated.
 
Overconfidence leads Selene to make a mistake which could cost everything. Can she unravel the mystery before it’s too late? Or will her latest nemesis be the death of her and those she loves?
 
Goddess of the Moon is the fourth book of The Immortal Kindred Series and is set primarily in Brasov, Romania.
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About the Author:
Amy Rugg grew up reading Anne of Green Gables, The Secret Garden, and Alice in Wonderland, while watching Buck Rogers, Star Trek, and Doctor Who. Writing her own stories naturally ensued. She is a wife, mother, and former school counselor, with a Master’s Degree in Counseling. Amy is from Colorado Springs, Co and currently resides in Mission Viejo, Ca. clarawinterbooks.com
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With my recent move to South Carolina, I have found that there are mermaids everywhere. Each store has mermaid signs about the mermaids habits for drinking and loving pirates. 

Maybe they just love the beach...but so many girls have wanted to be mermaids- myself included. 

Whether you were exposed to mermaids through the movie- Splash or Little Mermaid... girls everywhere wanted to be one.  The water is seen as a glamorous place to live, with abundance. 

But in Vanessa Garden's latest, Miranda has to decide if she wants to live underwater or walk away from true love.

Blurb:
In a glittering underwater world, where danger lurks behind beauty and power, seventeen-year-old Miranda Sun must decide between her freedom and the love her heart ultimately yearns for.

When Miranda Sun returns to Marin on the eve of her eighteenth birthday, this time of her own free will, she quickly learns that her worst fears have been realized. The glittering underwater city is not as she had left it, nor too is Marko, the young king who has dominated her thoughts and heart for the last twelve months.

To make matters worse, Miranda has not made the journey to Marin alone, and now must contend with not only Marko’s evil brother Damir, but more surprisingly her sister Lauren who has an agenda of her own.

With Marko’s power beginning to wane, and with cracks beginning to show in the domed Utopian city, and veiled danger lurking everywhere, she quickly learns that in this dazzling city full of beautiful people she can trust no one but herself.

EXCERPT:
When I burst back into Marko’s room, he was seated at the dining table, bent over a pile of documents before him. Instead of leaping to his feet and accusing me of trespassing or getting excited about me being able to open the door, he just raised his head and stared at me, his blue eyes wide.  The door whooshed shut behind me. 

“I can open your secret door,” I said, half smiling with nerves, as he stood. 

“I see that.” He rubbed the back of his neck and laughed, and added, in a tired voice, “I don’t know whether to shake you or kiss you.”

“I think I’d much prefer the kiss,” I said, as I took hesitant steps towards him. 

He just kept staring at me.  “I’d half hoped you would be able to open it, but I also hoped you wouldn’t.”

“Why is that?” He closed the distance between us, grabbed my hand, and tugged me into his arms.

“Because now I have to worry that you’ll one day open the door to the dungeons and get yourself killed.”

Confession time. I winced. This wasn’t going to be easy.  “Um, don’t get angry or anything, but I’ve already been.”

He shrugged me away from him. “What do you mean? Just now?”

I nodded. “And I overheard a conversation between Damir and one of your guards.” When he started to protest, I raised a hand.
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“You need to hear this. You’re in serious danger, Marko. They’re planning something — Sylvia and Damir.” Marko stared at me, his eyes never leaving mine. “What exactly are they planning?”

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A bookseller and Young Adult author, Vanessa loves nothing more than immersing herself in the exciting world of books. When she is not sharing her favorite reads with customers, or mentally casting actors to play the characters in her next novel, she enjoys hanging out with those she loves most.
 
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