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Chimera by Stephie Walls

Title: chimera
Author: Stephie Walls
Genre: Adult, Dark Romance
Published: May 11, 2016

CHIMERA © Stephie Walls 2016

Chapter One
When Sylvie died, it left a hole in my being that seemed prodigious. I adorn my face with the plastic appearance people anticipate from me, but internally, I weep. Continuing through the monotonous motion of my daily life, I increasingly find myself lost in what my friends—well, those who remain—refer to as a fictional world: novels, authors, artists, musicians, and the illusion of relationships on social media. The more time I spend on Facebook, the more entrenched I become in the fiction that exists on the screen. I believe these “friends” are truly concerned for me; they’re what relationships are in reality. Sadly, these seem to be the only things keeping me hanging on, but the thread threatens to break daily, frayed from top to bottom. The tightly woven fabric that was once my life has deteriorated beyond recognition.
That’s the crux of my juxtaposition. My life had value, it had meaning. It was everything I had ever imagined it could be. But without Sylvie, black clouds roll through my mind, hindering my ability to think, eliminating productivity, and stifling my creativity. My art is as dead as I am. But online…online I can be anything I want to be, whatever version of myself I decide to show to the world. I don’t have to be the pathetic artist who lost his muse. I don’t have to be the sweet, sensitive man Sylvie loved. I don’t know whom I want to reinvent myself as, but the idea of being whatever still exists in my soul doesn’t appeal to me. My craft has become recreating my persona, anything to escape the pain, the desolation, and the solitude. Surely there’s art in recreating an identity.
Most days, I find it difficult to even get out of bed. The colder it gets outside, the shorter the days are, the deeper I sink—sometimes only escaping the protection of my covers to take a piss or get something to eat or drink. Although frequently, I let those things go in favor of marinating in my misery. My laptop calls to me from my nightstand when the loneliness becomes too much to bear, the darkness too black to see through.
That recognizable blue-and-white screen brings me comfort, the newsfeed seemingly a link to real conversation, touching base with the people I’ve known for years—but it always introduces the possibility of newcomers. The “friend recommendation” is the online equivalent to a friend introducing you to someone new; at least it is in my mind. I always check out the recommendations. They’re often other painters or singers that might have known Sylvie—or people I barely recognize from high school or college. But every once in a while, some totally random person surfaces with no tie to my past.
Those are the connections I find most interesting, most appealing.
They also seem to be the safest, having no knowledge of the person I once was, or how all that remains of me is a fragmented shell. I have made several “friends” this way, people I would say I’m close to—even though we’ve never met and likely never will. Herein lies my fictional world, the one my real friends don’t understand and believe to be emotionally damaging to me. I’m not processing my grief…blah, blah, blah. If I hear that shit one more time, I may scream.
As soon as I log in, the familiar recommendations bombard me as if the universe is playing some cruel joke. There she is, my Sylvie…only her name is Sera Martin. She’s a perfect duplicate with the same striking green eyes, long chestnut-colored hair, high cheekbones, and luscious, pouty lips.
I realize I haven’t inhaled or exhaled.
I gasp and hold my breath until my lungs burn. I haven’t seen her in years. The day she died, I came home and stripped our house of any reminder—every picture, every video, every stitch of clothing, anything she loved. It all had to leave. I couldn’t bear the weight of what the world took from me. I imagined if I discarded everything, she wouldn’t haunt me, and maybe, somehow, I would manage to learn to live again if reminders of her didn’t surround me.
Yet, her loss possesses me daily.
This girl. This Sera. Could this be Mother Nature returning my Sylvie to me in a strange twist of fate? The notion there’s a doppelganger roaming the world has always been a thought I believe in. It’s possible after years of suffering, dying inside, barely hanging on, that my savior has come. Without hesitation, I click “add friend.”
Sera responds to my request with a private message.
Sera: Wow! Are you really Bastian Thames?
Me: Yes. Have we met before?
Sera: Once, but I doubt you’d remember. It was at a gallery down on the West End where your work was being featured a couple years ago. Is this the real Bastian? Not some lurker claiming to be the famous artist?
Me: Far cry from famous, but yes, one and the same. Are you certain we met that night? I remember the opening and can assure you I would have remembered you.
Sera: Yes, you were with your wife. She’s quite lovely. I’m not sure which was more beautiful, her or the nudes you had in the collection. That showing was the talk of the art community for months around here.
Me: That was the last opening I did. Seems like a lifetime ago.
Sera: Are you not painting anymore? I hate to admit that I lost track of your work when I went off to college but for years, I was a huge fan.
Me: Life happened. I haven’t painted in some time.
Sera: I can’t imagine you quit painting. Surely you just quit putting them out for the public.
Me: No. I haven’t so much as held a brush in five years.
Sera: That’s a shame. Hey look, Bastian, I have to run out but I accepted your request. I hope maybe we can talk some later. Maybe you’ll let me pick your brain about a project I’m working on?
Me: Certainly. I hope to hear from you soon.
Sera: Bye
Me: Later
My mind races with possibilities. I immediately go to her profile to see what information I can garner on her before our next conversation—assuming one comes. Jesus, she’s twenty-five, went to the Rhode Island School of Design, graduated with her Masters in Fine Arts, and holy hell, she’s a sculptor. If these pictures are of her work, then she has phenomenal talent. Scouring her profile provides only surface-level information. There’s almost nothing personal. The pictures all seem to be with other artists or at galleries or in a studio. Moving to her wall, I find tons of posts by other local artists, memes about artwork, jokes…the proverbial Facebook bullshit.
I almost quit scrolling when I see a post that grabs my attention. There’s a picture of two beautiful women, scantily clad, one bent over, the other yielding a paddle, and the words, “Someone’s been a bad girl.” Jesus Christ. There are one hundred forty-seven comments and two hundred fifty-three likes on the thread posted by a Maria Martin.
I click on Maria’s name first, assuming it will be a sister or cousin, not expecting it to be her mother. Holy shit, whose mother posts this kind of profanity on their daughter’s Facebook wall? Making my way back to the thread, I find myself enthralled by the dialogue.
It’s cheeky and playful but talk about insight. This one picture, one conversation, tells me scads about who she is personally, not about her work, but seemingly what she enjoys—intimately. Reading her responses to the comments ignites a fire in an area of my anatomy I thought had died with Sylvie. As my cock starts to twitch, that old, familiar heat seeps through my crotch.
I stop myself, realizing I’m staring at dialogue—about a woman who could be my dead wife’s twin—between people I don’t know. It’s morbid, really. Backing out of the comments and Sera’s profile, then I set the computer aside. I don’t close the laptop for fear of missing a message from her. Lying back, I stare at the all-too-familiar ceiling. I know every blemish on the drywall with aching familiarity. There have been hours of loneliness and isolation. The depth of pain is so fathomless, I often wonder how I made it to the next day without feeling the cold steel in my hand, without pulling the trigger.

I’ve lived all over the country but have made Greenville, South Carolina my home for the last 20 of my 37 years. I have a serious addiction to anything Coach and would live on Starbucks if I could get away with it. If you follow me on Facebook you’ll also find that I’m slightly enamored with Charlie Hunnam. I’m an avid reader (literary whore to be more precise) averaging around 300 novels a year. I have a penchant for great love stories, sensual poetry and am a romantic at heart.

I currently work full-time in the Greenville area and fill my “extra” time with writing contemporary romance novels with a hint of erotica. I couldn’t do it without the support of my family and friends who push me to keep going when I don’t have the confidence or patience.

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A Dance worth Dancing by JL Long

Title: A Dance Worth Dancing

Series: Tactical Men #1

Author: JL Long

Genre: Adult, Contemporary Romance

Published: May 28, 2015

Love is a strange thing. It can heal, it can hurt and it can be astonishing. For Rori and Colt, it is all of these things.

Rori is a single mom, looking for love in all the wrong places. Until one fateful night her hero comes to her without her even knowing it. She doesn’t want to give in to what her heart tells her. She has too much at stake to risk a dance on the wild side.

Colt isn’t the type to settle down. He’s been there done that and got left high and dry. He throws himself into his work and living the simple life. Or as simple as he can until the demons come calling.

Can they pull through when it seems like the universe is doing everything in its power to pull them apart? Can love really conquer all?

“Their journey to happiness isn’t an easy one, when you say they have some bumps in the road they sure do. Through it all HE LOVES HER, SHE LOVES HIM. I 100 % RECOMMEND this book.” ~ J. Bourgeois – 5 Stars

“This was a great read. The storyline never slowed down and always kept me wanting more.” ~ Erin P. – 5 Stars

“I really enjoyed this book. Rori is a strong independent woman and Colt is a bossy, alpha male you can’t help but fall in love with. Looking forward to book 2 in the Tactical Men Series.” ~ Tanya – 5 Stars

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JL grew up in a small town in Illinois. Not to be mistaken for Chicago. She currently resides in Kentucky with her husband, three children and their two fur-babies. She has lived an adventurous life…doing just that, living. JL is a hopeless romantic, who loves seeing love unwind before her eyes. When she can’t see that for herself with other people in real life, she writes it or reads it. Writing has been a part of her life since she was a little girl, along with being an avid reader. She will continue to write until the pen will not allow it anymore.

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The Sailweaver’s Son by Jeff Minerd #enchanted

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front coverTitle: The Sailweaver’s Son

Author: Jeff Minerd

Genre: MG/YA Fantasy

The Sailweaver’s Son combines traditional fantasy with a dash of steampunk and takes young readers to a unique world—Etherium. A world where mountains rise like islands above a sea of clouds and adventurers travel the sky in sail-driven airships.

When fifteen year-old Tak rescues the survivor of an airship destroyed by one of the giant flammable gas bubbles mysteriously appearing in the sky of Etherium, the authorities react like a flock of startled grekks.

Admiral Scud accuses Tak of sabotage and treason. Tak’s father grounds him for reckless airmanship. Rumors spread that the bubbles are weapons devised by the Gublins, a race of loathsome but ingenious underground creatures. The King’s advisors call for war, hoping to win much-needed Gublin coal.

To clear his name, solve the mystery, and prevent a misguided war, Tak must do what anyone knows is suicide—visit the Gublins and find out what they’re up to. When the wizard’s adopted daughter, an oddly beautiful and irksomely intelligent girl from the Eastern kingdoms, asks Tak to help her do just that, he can’t say no.

The adventure will take Tak from the deepest underground caves to a desperate battle on Etherium’s highest mountaintop. It will force him to face his worst fears, and to grow up faster than he expected.

Author Bio

Jeff 2Jeff Minerd thought he stopped writing fiction a long time ago until the story for The Sailweaver’s Son came to him not in a dream but after a dream. He is grateful for that, and for the opportunity to explore the world of Etherium and entertain others with what he finds there.

Jeff has a son, Noah, who is also a writer and avid reader. Jeff hopes to one day place in the top ten—or maybe even top five—of Noah’s favorite authors. But the competition is pretty stiff.

In a previous lifetime, Jeff published short fiction in literary journals including The North American Review. One of his stories won the F. Scott Fitzgerald competition, judged by former NPR book reviewer Alan Cheuse.

More recently, Jeff has worked as a science and medical writer for publications and organizations including the National Institutes of Health, MedPage Today, The Futurist magazine, and the Scientist magazine.

Jeff lives in Rochester, NY.

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Something Great by M. Clarke #ladyamberstours

Title: Something Great
Author: M Clarke
Genre: New Adult
Model: Drew Leighty
Photographer: Michelle England Delavara
Cover Designer: Laura Hildago

 


Blurb:
* This is a New Adult romance novel recommended for ages 18+ due to sexual content and mature subject matter.
She didn’t know what she was missing…until he found her.
Maxwell Knight was dangerously good-looking, seductively charming, and definitely trouble. He was everything Jeanella Mefferd did NOT need now.
Fresh out of college, life was predictable and comfortable for Jeanella. She had the strength of her friends, the security of her job, and she was dating a reliable man; it was all smooth sailing. That was until one night, when she met someone who made her feel things she’d never felt before–dangerous, heart pounding, breathless heat. Never imagining she would see him again, Jeanella has no idea what to do when fate steps in and thrusts Maxwell Knight into her life, just as things were beginning to change around her. When she lands her dream job and travels to New York for Fashion Week, can she focus on her career instead of on Maxwell?
Will she ignore all the danger signs and jump straight into his arms; or would she miss out on the chance of finding something great?
International Bestselling, Award-Winning Author Mary Ting/M. Clarke resides in Southern California with her husband and two children. She enjoys oil painting and making jewelry. Writing her first novel, Crossroads Saga, happened by chance. It was a way to grieve the death of her beloved grandmother, and inspired by a dream she once had as a young girl. When she started reading new adult novels, she fell in love with the genre. It was the reason she had to write one-Something Great. Why the pen name, M Clarke? She tours with Magic Johnson Foundation to promote literacy and her children’s chapter book-No Bullies Allowed.

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When he turned to reach for his computer, a cold empty space took his place. Standing there, breathless, I was immobile for I don’t know how long, until Max brought me out of it.
“Jenna….”
I turned. He was outside of my room, so I followed his voice…across from where I stood, still in my bedroom, him in his. He was topless, with a bath towel around his bottom half. Oh dear Lord. I had imagined what his chest would look like underneath his sweater or T-shirt on many occasions, and he did not disappoint. With ripped muscles along the curve of his arms and six-pack abs that sizzled, he made my dreams come alive.
“Just to let you know, you agreed to go on a date with me.”
“What? I don’t remember. Was it when I was not myself? ‘Cause that doesn’t count.”
“Everything counts, babe.” That was the third time he’d called me that. My heart did a pleasant flip, and I wasn’t sure if I liked that feeling. “We’ll talk about it later.”
“There’s nothing to discuss.”
Then I heard the water running from his side of the room. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to take a shower.”
“I thought you already took one.”
“Babe, after what just happened, I need another one, and a lot colder this time.”




Everything She Ever Wanted by Liz Durano #ladyamberstours

Title: Everything She Ever Wanted
Author: Liz Durano
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Model: Franggy Yanez
Expected Release Date: Oct. 18th, 2016

 

Blurb:
I was never into fairy tales.
But discovering a real live princess in my house reminds me of the story of the three bears and some chick who breaks into their pad, eats all their food, and sleeps in their beds.
Just like the one that’s in mine right now.
At first, I thought she was dead, but the rise and fall of her chest told me that she was just passed out, probably from the half-empty bottle of Bordeaux I’d been saving for a special occasion. Two grand down the drain, courtesy of Goldi-effing-locks here, who’s not only passed out cold, but she’s also naked.
I should walk out right now and let her be…
But I can’t. Not when there’s something else next to the Bordeaux, something that shouldn’t be here. And it’s sitting on top of a note that begins with the words…
“I’m sorry I failed you…”
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Though Liz studied journalism in college, she discovered that she preferred writing romantic fiction over news and ad copy. She lives in Southern California with her family where she spends her days writing, chasing after her 6-year old, and stepping over Legos.
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“Come here,” Dax murmurs, reaching for my hand and pulling me down to the bed next to him. His gaze travels down my body, and in a moment of uncertainty, I vainly cover myself with my arms.
“Harlow, we don’t have to go through with it if you’re not comfortable.”
“But I am comfortable,” I say almost angrily, removing my hands from my breasts before Dax kisses me again. And for the next few minutes, that’s all he does—kissing me tenderly and calming the inner turmoil until it simmers down, replaced with the need to have him make love to me. Then he sits up and reaches for his jeans, pulling out a condom packet from his wallet.
The sight of a condom makes me blush even more, only because it’s been a long time since I’ve needed to use one. Jeff and I were trying to get pregnant then, not avoid it.
“You’re gonna need a few of those,” I blurt out before I can stop myself and hide my face against his chest as he lies on his side next to me. “Oh, God, I can’t believe I just said that.”
“Don’t worry, because we will need a few of them before the day is over.” Dax pushes me down on my back as he trails long, lazy kisses down my neck and breasts and my belly. Then he positions himself between my legs, parting my thighs with his hands just as I cover myself from him.
Wait! He’s not going down on me, is he?
“Dax, wait…”
He looks up, his gaze questioning. But how can he understand what I cannot say? No one has ever kissed me down there. No one.
“Tell me you don’t want me to, Harlow, and I won’t.”
“It’s just that… no one’s ever… and I mean, no one…” I can’t continue. It sounds so sad. Pathetic. It’s like some undiscovered country, and in many ways it is. Even I haven’t discovered it yet.
Dax’s brow furrows as he moves back up, so we’re level on the bed again. Great. Guess I just killed the mood. “What do you mean, no one?”
I cover my face in my hands, but Dax pulls one hand away. I open one eye and see him studying my face. “This is so embarrassing, Dax. But if you want to do it—”
“This isn’t all about me or what I want, Harlow. It’s about you and what you want. Would you want me to?”
His words surprise me. Not the question, but the other one, the one about this being about me and what I want. Sure, sex with Jeff had started out fun at first, but it almost felt like two nerds going at it, and before long, it became a duty because we wanted to have a baby so bad. And when IVF came along, it was almost non-existent. It didn’t help that he wasn’t exactly big, something I would never be caught dead mentioning to anyone, not even him. Instead, I told myself for years that it was the motion of the ocean that mattered, not the size of the ship.
“Would you want me to, Harlow?” Dax asks again.


Cherishing Mrs. Right by Debbie White

Cherishing Mrs. Right
by Debbie White
Genre: Contemporary Romance
 
 
Cody, a practical down to earth former Marine, turned steakhouse entrepreneur is enjoying his simple life until a phone call changes everything. 

Darla, a free-spirited vegan, travels wherever the wind takes her. But, this time, it’s different. 

At first, it seems the two have nothing in common until on a whim the two take off on a road trip across the country to visit a wounded Marine when something unexpected happens, and the couple realizes they have much more in common. 

Cherishing Mrs. Right is the heartwarming third installation in the Romantic Destination Series, a standalone that demonstrates just how easily love can transcend differences. 


Contains adult language and situations, and is intended for mature readers.
 
The words dance around in my head until I can put them down on paper.
Debbie currently lives in northern California where the jagged coast meets rolling hills dotted with vineyards. When she’s not writing the next best-selling romance novel, she’s spending time with her family, traveling, wine tasting and anything to do with the outdoors.
 
·       The Salty Dog
·       Passport to Happiness
·       Romantic Destinations
Finding Mrs. Right
Holding on to Mrs. Right
Cherishing Mrs. Right
 Ties That Bind
Things you may or may not know about me!
·       I can eat a whole bag of cinnamon bears without blinking an eye.
·       I have a soft spot for babies (the human kind and the furry ones, too!)
·       I happily donate a percentage of all book sales to animal rescue!
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Flying Away by Caroline A. Gill

Title: Flying Away
Author: Caroline A. Gill
Genre: YA Fantasy, Dystopian  
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When Iolani Bearse was five years old, she lost her father to war. When she was nine, her mother died in a freak car accident. When Lani was fourteen, eerie green lights invaded, tearing her from the only home she had left.
Living as a runaway, dragging a horse and her cousin Eleanor across the countryside, Lani must learn to survive. Now Lani is the only person between the horrible, greedy lights and the last bit of family she has left. Her own heart is barely beating, but powerful memories pull her to Malcolm St. John. She fights what she feels, buried deep within her shattered soul.
Malcolm St. John always held his feelings in, especially about Iolani. So when she shows up on his doorstep, desperate and determined, Mal must decide if the wild tales she spins are the fragments of insanity or the last hope for a dying nation. This Lani is different from the child he knew. Something is coming for her, for him, and will not be stopped
If the cousins and Malcolm can’t escape the grasping hunters who hound them, the future of a broken America will be destroyed. Everything Lani has ever loved will burn with them. Somehow, she must find a path through friendship and loyalty to save them all.
Caroline A. Gill loves eight things in this world: Five oddball children, One husband, and chocolate. A graduate of UCLA, BFA, and Northern Illinois University, MFA, MA, in Fine Art and Art History, Caroline realized that knowledge is personal and so are dreams. And it is the dreams of extraordinary people that enchant her. A story is only worth telling if the ending is new and the journey is an exploration. Find your own voice. Tell the story you have, the one you know best, as only you can. In the words of Firefly: Be SHINY.
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Don’t Speak by J. L. Brown #Review

dontThe nursery rhyme was wrong. Words can hurt you.

Ambitious, twenty-something FBI Special Agent Jade Harrington cuts her vacation short to investigate the murder of a conservative radio personality only to discover that he may be the victim of a serial killer. Whitney Fairchild, the elegant and charismatic Democratic senator from Missouri, campaigns in a cutthroat race for president of the United States. Cole Brennan, the most popular conservative talk-show host in the nation, battles nightly to save his country and help the incumbent Republican president maintain his ‘inner conservative’ to win re-election.

The lives of Jade, Whitney, Cole, and the killer—who has an agenda of his own—are on a collision course. That course will not just impact them each in ways they could never have foreseen, but also the future of the United States of America. Amidst a backdrop of contemporary power politics driven by the influence of talk radio and social media, DON’T SPEAK thrills even as it explores many of the complex issues facing Americans today.

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What happens when you mix politics with murder? In this case a book I couldn’t put down! This is a book that keeps you guessing from the beginning. Who’s killing the conservative radio talk show hosts? That’s the answer FBI Special Agent Jade Harrington and her group are looking for. Throw in a presidential election with a look at the dealing that goes on behind closed doors and you have a winning story line. The characters are fleshed out and realistic and the author’s take on conservative vs liberal politics is spot on. The ending left the book open for another story with Jade and Whitney and I hope the author has plans for a book 2 because I’d definitely love to read more.
Independent reviewer for Romance Authors That Rock. 5 thrilling hearts.

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Love’s Betryal by Elizabette Bemon

book-one-3-1Betrayed by her first love…

Danielle is one tough female and vows only to believe in herself and her dedication to protect mortals. In her past, she has several strikes against her and has had to prove herself time and again. One, her lineage as the daughter of a Goddess who cares nothing for her. Two, the painful betrayal of a male she was sacredly pledged to. And three, just the fact that she’s female and considered weak. Even though times have changed, she still harbors the insecurities secretly deep within and strives to maintain the respect she is due as a member of the Freyodin Warriors.
Aaron is an archeologist searching for a mythical relic. In the process, he blunders upon an ancient chain that causes problems he wasn’t expecting and may change the course of his lifelong dreams and aspirations. Maybe even against his will – if he can survive.
The unexpected connection between them is filled with inexplicable attraction, danger and adventure. They learn truths of their past that neither one is prepared for and face a possible future neither one may want. Can they overcome their differences, secrets and pasts, and work together to find a solution they both can live through?

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This book is the first in the Freyodin Warrior series and ends in an HEA. This story leans heavily on mythology and the actual existence of gods and goddesses alongside humans, but not known to most humans. Aaron is an archeologist on a dig to find a sacred relic that must not go into the hands of evil. He also stumbles across a chain. This chain draws the attention of the gods to the dig site. Danielle, a demi-god warrior is sent to retrieve the chain. There are a lot of emotions in this story. Each god has his or her own personality, with all of the baggage that comes with living hundreds of years. Danielle feels she must prove herself as a warrior and a woman. She is attracted to Aaron, but knows they can never be together due to his humanity.

 

>This story had a lot of gratuitous sex scenes that didn’t further the plot at all. A mated couple’s relations are described, yet the couple has really no other purpose in the story. One of the female warriors, Mikayla, has a threesome with 2 of the male warriors and their scene is described in erotic detail. That scene had no bearing on this story. If the book was about Mikayla and how she recovers from losing the love of her life, then the scene made sense. As this book is written, the extra eroticism tended to cheapen the story.

 

>The book had a lot of misusage of words.  For example, when talking about a sordid family history, the author writes about a sorted family history. A bare neck is described as a bear neck. The ultimate mistake was made when the word your was used in place of the words you’re. These kinds of errors take the reader right out of the story.

 

>I am a reviewer for Romance Author’s that Rock. I am giving this book 3 stars. There was so much to the story, but the story was pushed to the back in favor of eroticism.

 

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Beyond the River by Linda Hadaway

Beyond the River
by Linda Hadaway
Genre: Young Adult/Middle Grade Adventure
 
 
Taylor was living an average life – until Butch the Bully chased him on his bicycle close to the river and suddenly, the edge of the trail gave away, and both boys found themselves falling into a dark abyss. Moments later, they find themselves in a strange land-alone. They began to search for a way to return home, unaware of the dangers that await them. Questions arise. Was this preordained? And if so, why?
 
One Step Ahead Of Danger and Life Choices are available in print or e-book. Dark Side Of Purgatory was released Feb 7, 2012 by Wild Child Publishing. I have the second book under the Jaxon Slater Series, From Purgatory to Treatment, Aug 12, 2013, (Don’t Mess With ) Clear Lake Women published through Whiskey Creek Press. Beyond The River is a young adult/ middle grade adventure story- published June 2016.

Please feel free to check my web site http://www.lindahadaway.com for book videos and/or send e mail linda_hadaway@hotmail.com

I live in a small town in Washington State-I’m a lifer here and enjoy it very much-despite the rain. I have always loved to write and certainly have had my dreams come true with four published novels. 

I have spent most of my life working in the Human Services field.The people I have worked with have taught me so much. It has certainly enriched my life.

I’m a positive person- a romantic at heart. Like life, my stories contain twists of humor. 

As always, I am so greatful for my wonderful family. My children: Jacob, Brandy, Donn, Dale; my daughter-in-law Heather. Grandchildren: Donn III, Hallie, Melinda, and Daylen, twins: Holton & Dalton, Anthony, Little Millie and great-grandbaby Jade. I am also thankful for Bryon, my husband, who gives me so much love and support every day. 

I am a member of the Cascade Writing Group- which has given me great support and encouragement.

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