Monday, 24 September 2018

Apollo (The Guardian League, Book Three): A #Fantasy #Novel by TK Lawyer

Award Nominated Paranormal Romance Author, TK Lawyer has been writing since high school but it was sometime in 2011 when her writing blossomed into a career. Craving excitement and adventure, she jotted down a few notes for a book and never looked back.

Her books blend her interest in the paranormal and her love of romance.

Steamy, unique, fun tales of adventure with alpha males and feisty, curvy females are her signature. She writes what she loves: passionate, erotic, emotion-tugging novels that widen readers’ experiences and leaves them wanting more. No two books are alike and each one is a stand-alone novel ready for fans and readers alike to dive into and enjoy!

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Lauren was an assignment. He didn’t expect to fall in love.

From her birth, Apollo watched Lauren mature, witnessing all her milestones with a strong sense of pride. Advising, protecting and whispering loving words to her, Lauren is strong and perfect.

Unfortunately, she doesn’t want to live.

A drastic decision one day sets Lauren face to face with her own Guardian Angel- a being she never knew existed. However, he won’t leave her alone. He is relentless, encouraging her to better her life when he doesn’t understand what it takes to survive on Earth. Despite this “flaw,” she is drawn to him in ways she can’t explain and Apollo soon becomes as necessary as the air she breathes. He asks for only one thing- to be his, forever.

Will she allow Apollo to love and care for her when many have failed?

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At twenty-two years old, Lauren was done with life. She rifled through the top drawer of her mother’s bureau and held out the bottle of psychotropic drugs in her hand, with a wicked glee of triumph. Her mom wouldn’t miss a few pills. Besides, she was never home. She took more of an interest in partying with men, giving them whatever they wanted to “take care of her” than she did caring for her own daughter. Lauren was, at best, an after-thought or more, an inconvenience. Love, affection, and responsibility weren’t words found in her mother’s vocabulary.

She stared at the bottle and cried over the bathroom sink. All the pain she endured by her mom’s drugged-out, wasted boyfriends meant nothing at all to the most important woman in the world, whose single duty was to protect her: her mom. The fact that Lauren was almost molested several times by her mother’s pathetic definition of “good men,” meant even less. Lauren swiped at her tears, angry for displaying her vulnerability. She’d never cry in front of her mother or her idiot boy toys.

She hated her mother but even more she loathed her useless life. There was no point in going on, living day to day with no end in sight when all she wanted to do was sleep forever. The strange part was that every time she thought she was at the end of her rope, gasping for air from being choked or kicked repeatedly by one of her mom’s trashy men or from her mom, herself, she survived. Why and how, she’d like to know because at certain times there was no explanation. One time a greasy male fondled her on her bed while she struggled underneath him, kicking and biting him and then suddenly he was dragged off the bed. He hit the floor, unconscious. She rolled the heavy body out into the hallway and closed her door, barring it from re-entry by lodging a chair underneath the doorknob. How was he dragged onto the floor? She didn’t know. However, she recalled his desperate screams and his attempts to claw his fingernails into the bed sheets for leverage. It was a failed, useless attempt just like her previous tries at suicide but this time she was sealing the deal. If some crazy being out there in the vast universe offered her reincarnation, she wasn’t coming back. That’s if something truly existed beyond her piddly life, which she highly doubted.

Whatever was out there, if there was a second chance, was better than living life on Earth. Lauren regretted only one thing, she never experienced real love. To her, love was a product of weakness but she yearned for it anyway. To have someone in her life who’d respect her, take care of her and want her would be…well…unreal but a wonderful experience. She turned the pill bottle in her hand. If only that man existed, but he didn’t. Her mother’s magic pills were her only way out.

Wednesday, 5 September 2018

Our Frail Disordered Lives: A #Horror #Novel by Mary M Schmidt

Mary M. Schmidt is a graduate of Notre Dame University in Baltimore. She spent time in Rome during the '60s, getting to know the feral cats. Her previous book, Cat Lady, is about that experience. Cat Lady won the Jaffalogue's Picks award for best long narrative published in 2015.

Mary works for a local hospice doing transitions, that is, assisting terminal patients with their end of life procedure. This is not in the least bit depressing!

Mary makes her home near Annapolis with her cat Graycie.

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Larry Kavanaugh is an ordinary kind of guy. He’s got a nagging wife and two kids, both annoyingly gifted. No matter what he does, there is no end to what his family needs. What’s a regular, everyday guy to do? Well, he cuts a few corners, obviously – one very big corner. He sells his soul to the Devil.

Maybe it’s not the actual Devil, but Larry is ready to make a deal with one of the Devil’s minions. He meets some demon whose name he can’t remember. Funny, it was right on the tip of his tongue, a name of something you step on. Roach the Demon has sort of good intentions. He just wants a re-write of Dante’s Inferno with himself as the star.

Roach goes after Larry as a rogue operation. He needs to make a point to his boss, Satan, so he uses the body of a human to follow Larry around and stir up trouble. He offers Larry an airtight guarantee that nothing could possibly go wrong. After all, Larry does not feel like he has much to lose – or does he? Even Roach might be in over his head this time.

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Grace then started to recite Canto 5 of the Inferno, pausing often for questions and comments. Kathleen went back inside as dusk fell and the street lights went on.

She tried to imagine what it was like, a place where the wind blew at 5,400 miles per hour. Simply beyond her imagination. Yet Dante had come up with it, so many centuries ago.

Jeanine said, “It’s a real place.”

It was hardly the sort of place anyone would care to visit. The fact that it was 63 light years away did not make it any less real.

A real place.

That night, Kathleen managed to sleep without the help of a pill. But she dreamed of Larry, in the den, signing a contract with a man who looked and acted like a normal person. But was not. In the background, Jeanine was saying, “It’s a real place, Mom, just like Dante and Virgil said. It’s a real place.”

It’s real. Even though you can’t see or touch it. Or it’s in another dimension. Or 63 light years away. Or you can’t imagine it. It’s real, Mom.

It’s real.

Monday, 3 September 2018

Centurion (The Guardian League, Book Two): A #Romance #Novel by TK lawyer

TK Lawyer has always had an interest in the strange and unusual and she’s a romantic by heart.

She writes passion-filled paranormal romance with Angels and Wolf Shifters- weaving tales of alpha males willing to do anything for the one feisty, curvaceous, strong-willed woman who has won their heart. Her alpha males will go to any length to please their mate, in and out of the bed.

She invites you to enter her world and be entertained. After all, she writes for you.

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Centurion has it all. A talented charge, ladies at his disposal for a single encounter or more and access to all the coffee he wants once he lands on Earth. Plus, he’s second in command of the volunteer band of angels called the Guardian League. The one thing he never wanted was an intimate relationship with a human beyond the usual angel-charge boundaries.

So when he finds a woman as strong and hot as the human beverage that tickles his fancy, what else can he do but pursue her until he figures out what to do with her.

April loves her enticing, hunky angel but he’s a lot to handle. He’s cocky, unpredictable but most of all… incorrigible. What is she to do with a male who lives life by his own schedule?

Can April and Centurion form a compromise and allow love to bind them together? Or will Centurion’s inability to commit wedge them apart, forever?

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Out of the thirty females gathered, only five were interested in her jewelry. The others twenty-five were interested in the stranger; some even asked April if she knew him or knew anything about him. Goodness! This was an art show, not a manhunt. You’d never know by the way these women were on the prowl.

She peeked at him in between helping her customers and each time she found him watching her. Her heartbeat picked up every time she caught him. Why did he continue staring at her? Oh god no! Was he a Ted Bundy? She had enough looney tune men in her life and wasn’t searching for another. She snuck a peek his way and found him. There he was again, looking at her. This time, he smiled. It should’ve been creepy but instead, it exhilarated her, had her insides quivering and her heart turning flip-flops. She swore every time he grinned at her, her toes curled and her inner thighs trembled. What was wrong with her? He was handsome, but good god! You’d think she was a virgin—which she wasn’t. Not that she had a sordid past complete with loads of sex but she wasn’t a prude either.

She turned to the strange male. “I’m sorry, uh–¬uh…”

“Centurion,” he said, holding some earrings up toward the overhead light.

“I’m not sure when I’ll be done.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll wait.”

He was tenacious, she’d give him that. There was some reason he kept hanging around but it wasn’t to buy jewelry and she wasn’t interested in dating. She hadn’t found the right man yet and she doubted this Greek god, this Thor among men was the one. He was probably “full of himself” expecting all women to cater to his needs because he was good-looking and desirable, just like her ex. He was in for a rude awakening.

She was finally able to break away. “Listen, mister.” She walked up and called out to him at the same time.


“Are you really interested in jewelry or are you interested in something else?” She placed her hands on her hips. He was laughing. How rude.

“I really like this one.” Centurion pointed to the first necklace he looked at. It was part of a set.

“What do you like about it?”

“The name of it is intriguing. Serenity, an Angel’s present. Tell me, do you believe in Angels?” Centurion leaned over the table.