Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Party Hardy with Authors on Vicki Batman's Page

Come by and join the party


Let me tell you a little about Vicki

Like some of her characters, award-winning author, Vicki Batman has worked a wide variety of jobs including lifeguard, ride attendant at an amusement park; a hardware store, department store, book store, antique store clerk; administrative assistant in an international real estate firm; and a general “do anything gal” at a financial services firm--the list is endless.

Writing for several years, she has completed three manuscripts, written essays, and sold many short stories to TRUE LOVE, TRUE ROMANCE, TRUE CONFESSIONS, NOBLE ROMANCE PUBLISHING, LONG AND SHORT REVIEWS, MUSEITUP PUBLISHING, and THE WILD ROSE PRESS. She is a member of RWA and several writing groups and chapters. In 2004, she joined DARA and has served in many capacities, including 2009 President. DARA awarded her the Robin Teer Memorial Service Award in 2010.

Most days begin with her hands set to the keyboard and thinking "What if??"


Here is her links





Plotting Princesses:


I'll be at the party at around 4:00 pm  cst.

Telling you about my books and my preorder story Stormy

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Now for sale as a pre order on Amazon.

Hope to see you at the party,


Tuesday, September 16, 2014

The @GoddessFish Presents Forsaken by Sarah Ballance

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by Sarah Ballance






Her past is back to haunt her—and this time, it’s got a gun.


When Gage Lawton finds his brother shot to death on his back porch, every shred of evidence points to one person: Gage’s ex-lover, Riley Beckett. The only gun in town that fires a bullet of that caliber belongs to her.


Certain the shooting is payback for his part in the loss of her parents, he abandons his promise to stay out of her life and confronts her, his rage backed up with a revolver. Yet when she steps through the door, all thoughts of revenge burn to ashes.


A year after Riley unwillingly walked away from Gage, she enters her home to find him sitting in the dark, gun pointed at her head. One look into those achingly familiar blue eyes reminds her how wrong she was to let him go. But now there’s more standing between them than their heated past.


A twist of fate—and a hail of sniper bullets—puts them in the cross hairs of a killer, leaving Riley with just two slim options: trust her greatest betrayer, or face a murderer alone.


This book has been previously published.


Warning: Prepare to get caught in a crossfire of profanity, danger, and desire. Intense violence may trigger the desire to wear body armor…and take it off. Very, very slowly.







Without taking his attention from her, Gage climbed out of the chair, cursing when he realized his foot was asleep. He tucked the .38 in the waistband of his pants and limped through the pins-and-needles sensation wreaking havoc in his left boot.


Hell of a time to feel ticklish, he thought, staring at Riley’s wild mane of dark waves sprawled over the floorboards. Not the stark contrast he’d seen over a crisp white pillowcase.


His mind played flashbacks. Memories of dragging his lips over her heaving, sweat-slicked skin threatened his plans…and his resolve.


The flood of emotions shouldn’t have surprised him. He was as stoic as a block of granite when it came to everything—and everyone—except Riley Beckett. He never could put the feeling into words, but just being around her made him feel free, like standing in the middle of the prairie with the sun, and the breeze, and the vastness…and the promise of something he didn’t dare believe.


And he didn’t. Gage knew good things didn’t happen to him. But she’d captured a piece of his soul with her laughing eyes and damning innocence.


The purest woman he’d ever known and he’d destroyed her.







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AUTHOR Bio and Links:


Sarah and her husband of what he calls “many long, long years” live on the mid-Atlantic coast with their six young children, all of whom are perfectly adorable when they’re asleep. She never dreamed of becoming an author, but as a homeschooling mom she often jokes she writes fiction because if she wants anyone to listen to her, she has to make them up. (As it turns out, her characters aren’t much better than the kids.) When not buried under piles of laundry, she may be found adrift in the Atlantic (preferably on a boat) or in search of that ever-elusive perfect writing spot where not even the kids can find her.  To learn more about her work in contemporary, historical, and supernatural romance and romantic suspense, please stalk accordingly.








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Sarah will be awarding a $50 Amazon or Barnes & Noble gift card to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour, and a $25 Amazon or Barnes & Noble gift card will be awarded to a randomly drawn host; hosts will earn EXTRA entries for posting a review of the book.



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Monday, September 15, 2014

Mary Ann Barrucco Has A Non-Fiction Story

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Short Excerpt
Mary Ann and her husband Eddie were both twenty-two years old when they married.
this non-fiction narrative begins with naive hope, joy, and high expectations for the future.  Soon realty sets in.
Dysfunctions by the name of alcoholism, gambling, and spousal abuse play their hands.
The proverbial icing on their cake of misfortune comes when Eddie is destined to become the recipient of a heart transplant.
About Mary Ann
Mary Ann is an average middle age, middle class Italian American woman born and bred in Bensonhurst Brooklyn New York She graduated Lafayette High School and 2 days later her mother died from pancreatic
cancer. A few few months later Mary Ann met the man of her dreams.  After dating 3 years they married.
Contact Info
twitter @MBarrucco

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Spotlight for an Essential Book of Good by P'Fessor Guus

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An Essential Book of Good
This book is exactly what the name leads one to believe. An Essential book of good (by P'fessor Guus) is for young readers as well as the parents & leaders of young readers. This book will take you on a journey, through the eyes and minds of  two unlikely heroes.

These two amazing, inventive & creative young souls find adventure &  create solutions through the use of mathematics, "Om technology", and sharo-logical edutainment as well as creating  a multitude of "Harmless but helpful inventions that assist themselves & those that they meet. These heroes make friends where ever they may go while solving many of what some may call "the worlds problems" along the way. This dynamic duo as well as their amazing group of friends find as much joy in Action sports as they do in  listening to all of the great adventures of people that have been alive many more years then them.

Love, respect, caring, self-confidence,responsibility and joy are the tools of their trade, and they believe that all people can be truly amazing! Get your copy of "An Essential Book of Good"  here today so you can feel, and be even more amazing today!

Friday, September 12, 2014

The @GoddessFish Presents Silent Love by Casey Clipper

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Silent Love

by Casey Clipper






Former Navy SEAL Sean Millen has been perfectly fine with his bachelorhood until recently, when he realizes he's unhappy with his single status. Unfortunately, his playboy reputation doesn't offer him the type of woman that could fulfill his days and nights as well as settle into the specific life he envisions. 



Four years ago, Beth Connors' world was entirely altered. Beth spends her days trying to remain invisible in order to avoid unwanted attention. Each night she sheds grief-filled tears over the former life she once led but will never be able to regain.



When Beth literally runs into him. Doctor Sean Millen. A force of nature. A rock. A reputable heartbreaker, who takes an immediate interest in her, there's no place for her to hide. But Beth's natural instinct to push Sean away to save herself and him from the difficult task of adjusting their lives to her shortcomings is always front and center. Yet, Beth secretly longs for love. Is she strong enough to tear down the walls of her self-imposed prison?



Sean finds himself falling for a woman who is determined to reject his every advance and deny their surprisingly deep connection. Can Sean push past Beth's concrete walls that she refuses to destroy? Or will Beth's shocking revelation of her past prevent them from finding the love they both deserve? Or will a tragic accident pull Sean and Beth apart permanently?   



*This is not a cliffhanger.

**Not suitable for under 18 years old. Contains sexual scenes.






Sean followed Beth to her parents' front door. This meeting could make or break their relationship. They'd been dating for close to two months and things were terrific. Well, maybe an occasional hiccup here and there when Beth got into her own head, but he dealt with those moments, then they moved forward. But a few days ago, before this planned dinner, Beth went home to talk to her parents. When she returned to his house three hours later, she remained unusually quiet and refused to discuss what happened between her and her parents. That had him worried for days. Now, here he was, feeling like he was walking into the lion's den.


Beth opened the front door and stepped inside. "Mom. Dad," she called out.


An older version of Beth rounded the corner towards the back of the house. Good lord, if that was how Beth would look in thirty years, with any luck, Sean would still have her on his arm, he was a damn lucky man. Mrs. Connor was a knockout. Though she stood a couple inches taller than Beth, they could pass for sisters.


"Hi, honey," Mrs. Connors said. Her eyes scanned Sean, but she approached her only child and embraced her with a secure hold. When she pulled back, Beth's mom looked her up and down. "You look fantastic. You glow."


Naturally Beth flushed bright red. Sean wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his body for security. She melted into him, and Mrs. Connors perceptive eyes didn't miss their interaction.


"Mom," Beth said softly. "This is Sean Millen. Sean, this is my mother, Jill Connors."


"Mrs. Connors, it's nice to meet you," Sean said respectfully.


"Thank you, Sean. It's wonderful to meet you. Elizabeth has told me loads about you." She smiled lovingly at her daughter. Those matching ocean blue eyes of Beth's glittered with some sort of emotion he wasn't able to decipher. "Please, come inside and meet Mr. Connors."


They followed Jill down the hallway a few steps then took a left into a large living room. As they entered the room, Mr. Connors stood from a recliner in the far corner of the room.


Oh, Christ.


Mr. Connors was an older version of himself. Well, except add twenty pounds, four more inches in height, and two more inches in biceps, thighs, and chest. Clearly the man maintained his work out religiously, noticeable from all the bulging muscles that flexed as the man moved. A military haircut made his distinct features all the more intimidating. The man looked as young as his wife and was just as good looking. Sean would bet money in the man's early days he had his fair share of women. His laser glare focused straight in on him. Shit.


"Daddy," Beth said softly as she approached him.


Mr. Connors reluctantly tore his glare from Sean and focused on his daughter. As soon as his dark blue, piercing eyes met his daughter's ocean blues, the man visibly melted. His features lightened, and he actually smiled.


"Sweetheart," he said, leaned down and kissed her forehead.


"Daddy, I want to introduce you to Sean Millen. Sean, this is my dad, Michael Connors," she said.


Mike wrapped a possessive left arm around his daughter, tucked her into the crook of his body, and stuck out his right hand. "Mr. Millen."


"Mr. Connors," Sean said respectfully.


"My daughter tells me you were in the Navy," Mr. Connors tested.


"I was, sir," he answered. The air in the room was stiff and tense. Mrs. Connors stood in the background watching the scene looking as if she was ready to jump in to interject. Beth gnawed on her bottom lip, her eyes darting between her father and her boyfriend.


"She tells me you and your brother were SEALs."


"That's right," he answered.


Mr. Connors titled his head and studied Sean, sizing him up. "You both went in together?"


"Yes." For some reason, Sean didn't feel too chatty about his life. He didn't like the feel of the room or the interrogation. He was too damn old to put up with this shit. He wasn't an eighteen year old kid about to take a daughter to the prom. For fuck's sake, he was going to be forty in less than two years.


"Why?" Mike barked.


Sean narrowed his eyes.


Immediately Mr. Connors shoved his daughter out from under his arm and got into Sean's face. "You think you're a badass? You think you can come into my house and get our blessing for dating my daughter who's more than ten years younger than you? You need to find someone your own age, SEAL."


He spat SEAL like it was a curse.


"Daddy!" Beth cried.


"Michael!" Jill scolded.


Sean refused to back down. "What is this, some sort of test to see if I'll walk away? Not. Going. To. Happen. I love your daughter. I respect her and admire her. I spend my days worrying about her and my nights holding her close." He took a step closer. "As for my tour in the Navy, I went so I could get a medical doctorate. My parents couldn't afford the schooling. My brother refused to allow me to go in alone. We've always been close, and we couldn't imagine leaving each other for that many years. It was the best decision both of us made."


"Michael," Jill said again. "Look at your daughter."


Mr. Connors' head snapped to his baby girl, whose face was red and tear streaked while her mother held her.


"Beth," Mike breathed. "I'm sorry, honey."


She hiccupped.


"Beth," Sean said softly.


She left her mother's arms and went straight to...Sean's and buried her head into his chest. He wrapped her up securely, kissed her head, and ran a soothing hand down her soft tresses. After a minute, he lifted her face to look him in the eyes. "It's all right, sweetheart," he assured her. "It'll be fine. We're just feeling each other out, baby. It's what we nasty military men do. We protect the women we love. You're father has probably done that your entire life, right?"


A sniffle and a nod was the only response he received.


"Elizabeth," Mr. Connors said with bite. Clearly he didn't like his daughter choosing her boyfriend over him.


Sean nodded to her father for her to focus on him. She looked her dad's direction but remained tight against Sean.


"You're my only daughter. My baby girl. No man, including this one standing in my living room, who just admitted you're sleeping with, is good enough for you. No one ever will be. I need to make certain he's in this for the right reasons," Mr. Connors insisted. He crossed his large arms over his broad chest. "Got a problem with that, young lady?"


"Dad," she protested.


"Do you?" he barked.


"Yes." Her head went up and her chin out.


Mike's eyes shined with adoration and respect. His mouth quirked up.


"Okay, enough testosterone before dinner," Jill interrupted and put an end to the palpable tension. "Dinner is ready. Everyone to the dining room."


She bustled out of the room with the group dutifully following her.


Beth remained in Sean's arms while they went to the dining room. Well, wouldn't that be a story to tell their grandchildren some day.






AUTHOR Bio and Links:



Bestselling Contemporary Romance Author Casey Clipper lives in Pittsburgh, PA. She's an admitted sports fanatic and chocolate lover (though that could be classified more as an addiction). An avid romance reader, she loves to lose herself in a good book. Casey is a member of the Romance Writers of America, Contemporary Romance Writers, Pennwriters, the Authors Guild, TRRW, ASMSG, and IAN.


Purchase Links - (The special release price of $1.99 is for a limited time.)


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 Casey will be awarding a download of Silent Love given by the tour host to a randomly drawn winner at each stop.  A PDF is attached for you to give away.


A Grand Prize of a $25 Amazon GC will be awarded to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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Thursday, September 11, 2014

#RockingSummerRomance with Amy Rachiele

Let's start with some summertime questions:

Lake or ocean? Lake definitely
Sandals or Flip flops? Sandals
Sit in the shadow of a tree or on the front/back porch? porch
Ball cap or floppy hat? floppy hat

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

A #MFRWAuthor Event - Get Hooked on Books

So many books so many great authors.

I love doing the Book Hooks event -

This week I'm sharing my new short story Stormy.

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I wrote this book because I wanted a hot read for women over the age of forty.

Can women over forty still have hot fun?

I asked mature women if they still enjoy some wild bedroom fun and they all agreed that they did.


Here's a blurb from Stormy

“Damn it, Daniel if I find you with a young chickadee like I did my ex-husband,” she growled as she trudged up the staircase, “I might be tempted to...”   

Her gaze immediately fell on the empty king-size bed. Exasperated by her inability to find him, she quickly scanned the entire room...desk area, open closet, bathroom...the door closed. Light glowed through the seam between the floor and the bottom edge. “Daniel, if you’re in the bathroom come out this minute.”

The entrance opened, and he stood in the doorway.

Problem, he wore only a towel.

Awe, shit...she didn’t need to see his bare chest covered in crisp dark hair, the sculptured muscles of his arms and shoulders, developed pecs, and thick thighs.

Damn, how was she supposed to resist such temptation?

Stormy is available for preorder from amazon.
Due out Oct. 15
Have a great day,