Thursday, December 31, 2015

Virtual Blurb Blitz Tour for Relentless by Vanessa Dare

Relentless
by Vanessa Dare
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GENRE: Romantic Suspense

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BLURB:

A fun weekend at a friend’s wedding in Denver takes a bizarre twist for Anna Scott when her rental car is pulled over due to an “anonymous tip.” In her trunk…a dead man linked to warring crime families in Denver and New York. It should be easy for an innocent woman to be cleared for an simple mix-up. But was it a mistake? The police aren’t so sure, and neither is the crime boss who wants vengeance for his son-in-law’s death. Suddenly appearing on the radar means that now Anna Scott is in real trouble. Two years ago, Anna Scott didn’t exist. The police think she knows way too much about criminal procedures and they’re determined to find out her secret. Their attention forces Anna to play a deadly game of cat and mouse with both the mafia and the police. This twist of fate could not only expose her, but place her, and anyone close to her in jeopardy.

Jake Griffin is playing a deadly game. He’s spent the last few months undercover in the Moretti crime family. The mysterious and beautiful Anna Scott is a big problem. Moretti assigns him to find out who she is and what she’s after, and to kill her if she becomes a problem. Jake needs to focus on taking down Moretti, not risking his life and career protecting a sexy woman who is a complete mystery. Unfortunately, he can’t stop wondering about her. He knows she’s lying, but his gut instincts, and the bone deep desire he feels every time he sees her, won’t allow him to walk away. He discovers that he’s willing to go to war with the whole world for one alluring, yet vulnerable woman. He can’t seem to stop taking desperate gambles where she’s concerned. The most dangerous of all might be trusting her with the truth.



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Excerpt :

I still couldn’t tell Anna I was a cop. She’d be pissed—understatement of the year—and probably run off and take on that new identity. At the moment, it was critical I made connections with the likes of Frank Carmichael and I couldn’t do that if I was a cop. He wouldn’t take a meeting from me then if I held up the last corned beef sandwich on the planet.

“You dragged me over here on a Sunday morning to talk about my dates?” Carrie wanted to know.

“You have more than one?”

I wanted her to line them all up so I could check them out. Carrie might be thirty-two years old, but it didn’t mean I wouldn’t shoot any asshole who treated her poorly.

“Save your alpha personality for Anna,” Carrie grumbled, letting her head fall back against the couch cushion.

Anna just arched a brow and her gaze flicked down my  body. Just a look like that had me getting hard, which wasn’t good in front of my sister. Alpha with Anna was definitely working—for both of us.

To hide my eagerness for Anna, I walked to the kitchen to get a drink. My dick was running the show now and I needed that to stop. It wasn’t going to see any action until I saved Anna, so I needed to get my brain in gear and focus on the dangerous shit. “I need you to set up a meeting for me with Uncle Frank,” I called out.

Carrie sat up. I couldn’t see her, but I knew this because her feet hit the floor. “Why would you want me to do that?”

“Because he’s going to help me kill Anna.”

    

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Vanessa Dare does it all: Urban contemporary to time traveling to Scotland and everything in between. Her bestselling alter ego, Vanessa Vale, sticks with steamy Wild West romps.


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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION and RAFFLECOPTER CODE

Vanessa Dare will be awarding an ebook of Relentless (international) to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour, and an ebook of Relentless to a randomly drawn host.

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Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Best Electric Pencil Sharpener - Battery Operated - Heavy Duty - For Home, Office, Kids, Teachers by OfficeX










This pencil sharpener works great.  I have a large one that actually does run on electricity across the room from me, and an old crank one on my front porch. The Electric one scares my dogs, the manual one is no fun to use. This one is small enough to set on my desk or go into my drawer and it is very close at hand when I need my pencil sharpened, which is actually quite often. I use my pencil a lot. I am a note writer and I prefer pencil to ink. This pencil sharpener runs on 2 AA batteries and is very quick at giving me a point on my pencil. My expensive electric on seems to only sharpen on one side, so I have to take the pencil out, turn it over and sharpen the other side. This one gets both sides at once. It has a small shaving cup on the front, it is bottomless so make sure you are holding it over a trash can when you take it off. It is on very tightly and you really have to grip it and tug to get it off, this is not a bad thing though. If it were loose it would be a mess all the time. It is small enough for taking on the go with you also.

 I received this product for free in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.

Touchscreen Compatible Running Belt by IFITBELT







I am very pleased with this running belt. It fits great. I love that it is adjustable from 28 to 50 inches. I am personally somewhere in between those measurements and this belt fits comfortably. I like that the belt part is elastic and very stretchy so when I bend it does not try to cut me in half. The pouch is great. It holds my phone perfectly as well as my mp3 player, keys, ID and money. I not only use this for walking, because I don't run, but I also like it for going shopping. I will be wearing this when we go on our weekend excursions and on vacations. I do not like carrying a heavy purse, it tends to make my back and shoulders hurt. With this belt I am hands free and no weight on my shoulders. I really like the zipper instead of velcro on the pouch. It is more secure and no velcro edge scratching me. All in all I am very happy with this running belt.

I received this product for free in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.

EliteBaby Clear Table Corner Guards, 12 Pack






These corner protectors are great. They are totally clear so they don't take away from the beauty of your furniture like the ugly rolls of the foamy corner and edge guard stuff. There are 12 in the package so plenty for all your furniture with corners. We have a large family and lots of little ones in and out all the time. These were great over Christmas when we had 35 people at our house. Of those 35 people 6 are under the age of 5. Luckily we had no boo boo's but I felt safer knowing the corners were well protected. I love that this also comes with the caps that go on the wall plug in sockets. Most of ours are not in exposed areas but I do have one in the living room and one down the hallway that is out in the open. I feel so much safer having them on the sockets. Also you get adhesive for the corner protectors.

 I received this product for free in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.

Bfun Wood 3D Animal Puzzles Peacock





This is a really fun and creative 3D puzzle. I chose the peacock. The pieces come pre-stamped out into a 1/8 inch sheet of wood. Gently pop out the pieces. Put the puzzle together then paint it your way. In the kit everything you need to make and decorate the puzzle. There are 2 wood sheets with puzzle pieces, a piece of sand paper for edges and any rough spots, 4 bright colored paints, a nice paint brush, not one of the cheap ones with plastic bristles, and a instruction sheet. The puzzle can be taken apart again and again or you can add a drop of glue to each piece to make it permanent. This is really great for kids and adults of all ages above 3. My Grand Daughter is 3 and loves these type of puzzles, we work on them as a project when she comes to visit. This is great way to spend some quality time with kids. They also make great gifts.

I received this product for free in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.

iPhone 6 Case,iPhone 6 4.7-inch Case,Welity Luxury Chic Art Ultra Slim Cute Colorful Red and Blue Color Glitter Bling Sparkling Stars





Very cute phone case. This is a simple bumper case with an adorable rainbow and glitter design. There are stars in the glitter also that give it that bling effect. It fits the 4.7 inch iphone perfectly. All of the buttons and cut out sots are in the correct spots. It also come with a screen protector. It is not one of the glass ones but it will protects the screen from scratches and scrapes. The rubbery silicone case is easily wiped free of dirt and dust with a damp cloth. The case will protect the phone from most drops as well as dirt dust and other debris. All of that and it is ADORABLE!!!

I received this product for free in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.

Virtual Blurb Blitz Tour for Ladle to the Grave by Connie Archer


Ladle to the Grave
by Connie Archer

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GENRE: Mystery

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BLURB:

By the Spoonful is Snowflake, Vermont’s most popular soup shop, but owner Lucky Jamieson doesn’t have any time to enjoy her success—she’s too busy trying to keep a lid on false accusations against her loved ones…

It’s almost May, and some of the local ladies have organized a pagan celebration in the woods to welcome spring. But the evening goes terribly wrong when one of the attendees winds up dead, apparently poisoned by an herbal concoction prepared by Lucky’s grandfather, Jack.

Lucky’s sure her grandfather could not have made such a tragic mistake. But before she can clear him of suspicion, her best friend, Sophie, is diverted from planning her wedding to By the Spoonful chef Sage DuBois when she finds a dead man floating in the creek on her property. Now it’s up to Lucky to get both Sophie and Jack out of hot water before a killer stirs up more trouble…

Recipes included!

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Excerpt:

When Lucky reached Jack’s front porch, she was dismayed to see the windows dark.  She heard thumps and banging and Jack’s voice crying out. He was inside, somewhere in the dark.

Jack knew it was happening again. He couldn’t block out the screams. The boat was rising and falling in the sea. The water was purple with blood.  A hand reached up from the dark waters. Jack grasped it and held on with all his strength. Then a quick glimpse of a shark’s fin, and the man was gone. He was holding a disembodied arm. All around him were the cries of men being torn to pieces. Jack sobbed. He couldn’t help them, no matter how quick he was, no matter how strong. He wasn’t fast enough to save them.

Lucky pushed the door open and called Jack’s name.  His moans were louder now.  He had barricaded himself in the bathroom in an effort to control the memories. The sound of shattering glass came from within.  She hurried to the kitchen and grabbed a small knife from the wooden block next to the stove.  Just as she slid the edge of the blade into the doorframe, a heavy thud hit the door and Lucky fell back in shock, the knife falling from her hands. Her heart was racing. She pushed the knife into the doorjamb again and finally the lock released.

Jack was slumped on the floor in a small pool of blood.  Broken glass was everywhere.  He was lost in his nightmare. 

“It’s okay now, Jack.  You’re home.  You’re safe.”

He looked into her eyes, confused. “Lucky?”

“You had a spell, but you’re okay now.”

Tears spilled down Jack’s face. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

“Nothing to be sorry about. Everything’s going to be all right now.” She prayed her words would make it true.




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AUTHOR Bio and Links:


Connie Archer is the national bestselling author of the Soup Lover’s Mystery series from Penguin Random House (Berkley Prime Crime).  A Spoonful of Murder, A Broth of Betrayal, A Roux of Revenge and Ladle to the Grave are set in the imaginary village of Snowflake, Vermont.  A Clue in the Stew will be released in April 2016.  Connie was born and raised in New England and now lives on the other coast.  You can visit her at www.ConnieArcherMysteries.com, Facebook.com/ConnieArcherMysteries and Twitter @ SnowflakeVT.


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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION 


Connie will be awarding a $20 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour, and a $20 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn host.
  




Tuesday, December 29, 2015

TeckNet® X360 Ultra-Thin Apple iPad Air Bluetooth Keyboard





My Son In Law was wanting a keyboard for his IPad The kids done something to his. So when TeckNet asked me to review this item I was thrilled.  I knew It was going to be a Christmas present for my Son In Law. Before wrapping it and putting a bow on it though, I couldn't help myself but to try it out. It worked great. Was very easy to connect to the IPad also. I like the large keys, I have long fingernails and sometimes small keys make typing hard, on screen keyboards are out of the question. This worked great with my nails. It is now 4 days after Christmas and my Son In Law is thrilled with his keyboard.

 I received this product for free in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.

Homar Christmas Pillow Covers - Santa Claus Print Pattern 18 x 18





Absolutely Adorable!! I couldn't wait to get this adorable pillowcase after I ordered. But with a lot of things I was hoping it was going to be as cute as the picture showed it. When I opened the box I was more then thrilled that it looked so much cuter in person then on the picture. I love that this has an invisible zipper across the bottom so I can totally hide my hum drum every day pillow in the case until after Christmas. This is also machine washable, with dogs and kids that is a must for me. I will be buying more of these so I can cover all of my Living room pillows during the holidays. I also love that at the moment they have 15 designs to choose from. Now to get them for the other holidays too.

 I received this product for free in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.

Annabeth Neverending Leyla Kader Dahm



Annabeth Neverending
Leyla Kader Dahm

Genre: YA paranormal romance/historical

ISBN-13: 978-1518613289
ISBN-10: 1518613284 

Number of pages: 300
Word Count: 75,000

Book Description:

At first, teenager Annabeth Prescott thinks she’s found quite a deal when she talks down the price of an ankh pendant she discovers at a flea market. She soon wonders if the bauble is more than she's bargained for when she faints and glimpses images from a past life in ancient Egypt.

The discovery coincides with another new find: Gabriel, a handsome young man who takes an interest in her. When she meets his twin brother C. J. at a Halloween party, she realizes they look exactly like two boys who figure prominently into her memories.

Does C. J. share the heroic qualities held by his past incarnation Sethe, her bodyguard when she was Princess Ana? Does Gabriel possess the same evil powers he wielded as Kha, the black sorcerer who sought her affection?

Love meets the supernatural in this gripping young adult paranormal romance. Readers with an interest in reincarnation, as well as ancient Egypt, will be drawn to its mystical mixture of history and hesitation as Annabeth sways between the two brothers.

Will her reincarnated soulmate win out? Or will Kha finally find the way to her heart?
Excerpt:
Chapter One

Mrs. Lansing pulls her SUV into the dusty, unpaved lot, which is located behind two antique malls. I exit and unload her trunk, suppressing a groan as I hoist a heavy cardboard box and set it carefully on the dirt.
I take in the ramshackle affair. I’ve heard that the flea market is a popular meeting place for bargain hunters and collectors, and it looks as strange as its name sounds. There are rows of rickety wooden tables, and it’s surprising that none of them buckle from the sheer number of goods they hold.
“This is the Arundel Flea Market. It’s the hub of Maine’s secondhand economy,” explains my elderly neighbor, who now doubles as my boss and triples as my tour guide.
As we make our way through the helter-skelter maze of booths, the buzz of negotiation can be heard coming from every direction. I drag along the cart of wares, but stop when I’m seized by a sneezing fit, courtesy of free-floating dust and mold. When Mrs. Lansing offers me a handkerchief instead of a Kleenex, I’m made acutely aware of the fact that I’ve entered a new…er, different world.
Mrs. Lansing’s stooped over just low enough that her poor posture has probably cost her a couple of inches, but that doesn’t slow her down. She shuffles toward a vacant table nestled under the welcoming shade of a chalky-white birch tree.
Seeing that she’s claimed a prime spot, I follow her lead by setting out everything from orphan candlesticks to shell cameos to tin wind-up toys. Then, Mrs. Lansing adds a few eccentric items like yellowed tarot cards and an iridescent crystal ball to the collection.
“What’s the deal with this?” I ask while turning over the fortune-telling device.
“It reeks of mystery and the supernatural, which I love. Besides, the weird stuff always sells,” explains Mrs. Lansing, her eyes twinkling.
“So, who usually comes here?”
“Most of the sellers are serious dealers, but there are also everyday folk looking to earn extra cash. Usually by cleaning out their musty attics or basements.”
“I’ve never sold anything before. Not even girl scout cookies,” I admit.
“You’ll get the hang of it. Why don’t we try some role-playing?”
Mrs. Lansing lays down a parchment document with what looks to be a children’s book illustration of an old masted ship. This is something I’ve seen before. Many times. It’s a Mayflower Society certificate.
“My mom’s a member, you know.”
“Now that’s a great angle. The certificate’s going to be passed, in a manner of speaking, from one Pilgrim descendant to another,” states Mrs. Lansing, her voice crackling with wear.
“I’m not a blood descendant. I was adopted, remember?” I gently remind her.
She looks ruffled. Of course, the subject makes everyone feel awkward, especially me.
“Oh, that’s right. I’m so sorry. My mind isn’t the steel trap it once was.”
I shrug it off, not wanting her to feel bad when it’s a common slipup, and we engage in a marathon training session as we try to sell her product that goes on for hours and hours. In addition to the finer points of salesmanship, she fills me in on all the vital information I need to know regarding the current stock and teaches me how to handle the money that comes in.
While learning how to work the old-school cash register, my friend Bernadette, wearing a floppy straw hat and oversized sunglasses, steps up to the stand. She looks over the merchandise, with a mouth that’s either puckered in interest or disgust—I’m not sure which.
“Can I wait on this person I’ve never seen before?”
Mrs. Lansing nods and crosses her arms while standing back to observe my efforts.
“Miss, are you looking for anything in particular?” I ask in my most professional tone.
“Not sure if you noticed…all these things are used but still expensive,” Bernadette states, as though she’d doing me a favor by educating me.
“They’re antiques.”
“In that case, I’ll take none of everything.”
My lips tighten in displeasure.
“You sure about that?” I ask.
Mrs. Lansing chuckles.
“Annabeth Prescott, I’m impressed. Not every new employee cons a friend into acting like a fake customer,” she says with a smile so wide I can see all her dentures.
“You recognized me?” asks Bernadette, sounding genuinely puzzled. She pulls off her hat and glasses, revealing her delicate Asian features.
I sigh, disappointed that my plan failed so wretchedly. I should’ve figured that Bernadette could never fully disguise her…Bernadetteness.
“Shocking, I know. But it does show that you really care about this job, dear,” Mrs. Lansing says, before jotting something in her inventory log.
“Well, I better get back to work. Thanks for coming. Don’t forget to make a purchase before you go,” I say loudly and somewhat pathetically.
“I don’t think so.”
“If you don’t buy something from me, who will?”
“Excellent question,” she agrees.
“Please?” I ask, eyes pleading.
“Begging. Interesting strategy,” Mrs. Lansing says, pretending to mull it over.
“No offense, but I’m heading to the Kittery Outlets. Later!” Bernadette cries as she scurries off.
“Don’t worry. My associate, Gabriel, will help you refine your sales technique. He’s the master.”
I gaze around and notice an elderly army of gray-and-blue hairs surrounds me. I’m the youngest person manning a table by a long shot.
“So he’s…older, huh?” I ask.
            “Yes, you could say that. Of course, everyone seems like a baby to me. Now, let me give you some details about this Bakelite phone.”
I scan my surroundings some more and shake my head in hopes of clearing it. My waning attention must be obvious.
“All right, I’ve been doling out a lot of information. Why don’t you take a break? Walk around the market; get an idea of what the others have for sale? We can pick this up when you get back.”
“OK, but when I do, give me your worst piece of merchandise, and I’ll unload it,” I say with false confidence, hoping to salvage things.
“That’s the spirit!”
I peruse the market, and a strange sense of stillness falls. Brass wind chimes break the silence, eerily clinging and clanging as I wind my way through the many stands. I keep passing one table in particular. Though nothing interests me at first, I repeatedly find my way back to it despite myself. It’s as though I’m on autopilot.
I dig in and pick up a broken tassel necklace, which is entangled with several others. While trying to pry them apart, I knock to the ground a box chain holding a pendant. They’re both caked with grime. I bend down and grab the necklace. I look over the charm, which is roughly three inches long and resembles a cross with a loop on top.
My hands tremble. The wind whips through my hair and whistles in my ears. Are the northeastern breezes whispering to buy it?
I give the piece to the table’s merchant, a middle-aged Mainer in a threadbare brown overcoat and scuffed L.L.Bean rain boots. He turns it over in his stubby, chapped fingers.
“How much is this?” I ask nonchalantly, trying to hide just how much I want it.
“Uh, twenty dollars oughta do it,” he says, in a regional accent so thick it sounds like he has a speech impediment.
“Twenty? That’s kind of steep…I really shouldn’t…” I grumble sadly.
“Ten?”

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I gleefully run toward Mrs. Lansing, hardly able to contain my excitement. But I manage to rein it in. Which is hard because I suspect that I’ve achieved a tiny triumph.
“Wait till you see what I bought!”
“I thought the point of this job was to make money, not spend it,” she replies tauntingly.
“I know, I know. But you’ll be happy to know that I totally haggled. And this seems…special.”
I give over the encrusted ornament to Mrs. Lansing, who offers to clean the piece. She takes out a cloth and some jewelry cleanser and polishes the necklace in a flash.
“This shape is an ankh. It’s an ancient Egyptian symbol.”
“Do you know what it means?” I ask, curiosity seeping in.
“I believe it represents some sort of key.”
Now that it’s been spiffed up, Mrs. Lansing and I admire my find, which sparkles in the muted autumn sun.
“Is it real gold?” I wonder aloud.
“I’d say so. In fact, this is the darkest, most beautiful gold I’ve ever seen. Just enough alloy was added to the precious metal to make it durable while maintaining its warmth of color. What did you pay for this?”
“Ten dollars.”
“Looks like somebody’s a born negotiator,” Mrs. Lansing states, with a hint of pride. “You got quite a bargain, kiddo.”
I take the ankh back into my possession and caress its cool, smooth surface. I feel everything around me go topsy-turvy, upside down and inside out…

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I’m enveloped by heat stronger and more intense than any I’ve experienced before. Drops of perspiration tickle my skin as they run underneath my flowing linen gown. I feel arms clasping a chain behind my neck. My hands fly up to find the ankh resting on my collarbone, but I didn’t move them there. It’s as though I’m a mere observer, instead of a participant, when it comes to this body’s actions.
The man who has just bestowed the necklace upon me pulls away, and I’m allowed a good look at him. He’s a hideous fellow with bulging eyes, a hooked nose, and a shock of bright-red hair that peeks out from underneath a black-and-white headdress. His outfit, the way he has about him, makes him seem important. Is he a pharaoh?
He grins, semitoothlessly, and I feel myself smiling in return.
“This is all for you, to commemorate your sixteenth year, your entry into womanhood,” says the probable monarch.
“My gratitude runs as deep as the Nile,” I reply, in a voice that is not my own, in a language that is not my own, and yet I know exactly what I’m saying.
The man, who’s wearing a tunic covered with fringe, motions to a procession of beautiful objects, the likes of which I never could have imagined. Priceless treasures zoom past, carried by servants wearing loose shift dresses and stiff black wigs. Elaborately carved pieces of ivory and ebony furniture, lion and leopard skins, gem-encrusted gold jewelry in the shape of beetles and butterflies, and granite statues of animal-faced men and women are all presented to me individually. Clearly, these are gifts for a very privileged young lady. What I wouldn’t give to own them myself.
Another Egyptian, a young man who is ostensibly a prince, looks to be seething with anger. His arms are crossed, his face set in a scowl. He watches on in disgust as the gifts continue to appear.
“This show of generosity shall stir jealousy in her sisters,” he states venomously.
“I reserve the right to spoil my favorite daughter as I see fit,” replies the suspected ruler.
And now, the last offering, the one with the place of honor at the end of the parade, is finally brought before me.
A boy! Or is he a man?
“This prisoner of war is such a fine specimen, he would be wasted as a lowly house slave. He shall serve as your bodyguard,” announces the intimidating ruler.
“His name is Sethe.”
The captive has shackles on his hands and feet. I can even make out a brand upon his chest. It seems as though it’s still scarring over, which is understandable, since he was not born into slavery. Regardless, he looks like somebody who has done nothing but labor in the sun. His skin is bronzed, and his muscles are impossibly defined. He seems reluctant to look at me.
Finally, his gaze meets mine. I’m at a distance, yet I can still make out the flecks of gold that dapple his hazel eyes. For a blissful moment, I’m lost in them, swimming in their beauty, floating in their comfort.

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I come to amid a background of concerned chatter and find myself surrounded by a crowd of curious onlookers…and a strange boy. His muscular arms are holding me tight, making sure I don’t RSVP to the gravel’s invitation. He’s impossibly good looking, with the palest-possible blue eyes and the darkest-possible black hair.
He couldn’t be less like the slave in my…hallucination?…but he’s just as handsome. Not like it’s a contest.

“You passed out. Good thing I was here to catch you,” says my hero, while wagging a pair of thick brows.


My Review:
This story was very busy from start to finish, I like that in a book. I love to be dragged in on page one and sorry to see the last period. Although it is a YA book I as an adult enjoyed the book. 
  Annabeth is a young lady who finds a Ankh pendant at a Flea market and our story begins. The pendant takes her mind to a past life in Ancient Egypt. Where she also discovers 2 young men who look just like her present friends Gabriel and C.J. 
  This book is also a history lesson in itself as it describes Ancient Egypt th eplace and culture, without making it a history class. The characters in the book give you the feeling of almost reading a biography type book instead of a story. They make you feel like they are the girl and boys next door instead of a fictional character. 
  This is a debut novel from 


About the Author:

Leyla Kader Dahm popped popcorn and dreamt of a career in show business when working in a movie theater while in high school. The small-town Midwestern girl went another route and studied communications at Carroll College and Cornell University, but still found herself drawn to the big screen when a temp agency placed her in a production and development gig at Miramax/Dimension Films.

Dahm went on to work as a script consultant for numerous production companies. She appeared in the acclaimed spoken word show Sit ‘N Spin and had her comedy feature spec, Due North, optioned by Michael Levy Enterprises. She sold her pitch, Survival Instinct, to Nickelodeon Original Movies. Dahm lives with her husband, sitcom writer Richard Dahm, and her children in Los Angeles.

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Tour giveaway

5 signed paperback copies





Monday, December 28, 2015

US Art Supply® 5 x 7 inch Professional Quality Acid Free Stretched Canvas 6-Pack




As with all the art supplies I have used from US Art Supply these are great. They are totally white. They are stretched very tightly. They have nice hidden wood frame. They held the paint very nicely. These really are a great quality, and a professional would use them on great works of art. I m not a professional so my works are not worth millions, but I do enjoy painting. The price is great for hobbiest like me. There are 5 in the pack, so I can paint for a while.

I received this product for free in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.

2 PM-120 Tens Unit Electronic Pulse Massager






Very nice Tens unit. It is very easy to use. The unit has a nice screen that it very easy to read and change controls on. It is small also so very easy to take on the go with you. IT comes with everything you need including a set of pads. The unit is rechargeable so you don't have an extra wire to contend with. It also have a cord wrap.
My Daughter is 21 and has arthritis in her tail bone and it does give her a lot of pain. She has been using this Tens Unit and it is helping her. I have carpal tunnel in my right hand but for me even on the lowest strength caused more pain. I was told to suck it up and it would start helping but I could not do it. It did help on my back also though. My daughter loves it and it gives her relief like nothing else she has tried other then the medicated pads her Doctor puts on her back occasionally. 

 I received this product for free in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.

Jellas Portable USB Type-C HUB with USB-C Charging Port





Great hub. It works very well for charging our macbook and also for data transfer. It is small adapter and reversible. With the type C connection being new I had pretty much the wires that me with the macbook, so this is a great addition to my device. I had no problems with it charging or transferring data.

I received this product for free in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.

Book Blast for Pistol Whipped by Ashley Bostock


Pistol Whipped
by Ashley Bostock

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GENRE: Contemporary Erotic Romance

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BLURB:


She’d known him for forever…

Gabriella Crawford has been best friends with Logan since the 2nd grade, but that’s all they’d ever been…friends. Suddenly after 20 years, Gabbie starts to notice Logan in a different light. But sex has never been something Gabbie thought was great and it’s certainly not something worth risking a friendship over. Or is it?

He’d never really seen her until now… Logan Reeves should not be looking at his best friend’s breasts. Not even when he sees her modeling lingerie. But try as he might to stay in the ‘friend zone’ Logan can’t stop fantasizing about Gabbie. And when a business trip forces them to sleep in the same bed, all bets are off. Especially once Logan finds out Gabbie needs to be shown how good sex can be…

But is it too late?

Incredible sex might not be enough to keep these two together. Not when old secrets from the past and new career opportunities threaten to rip Logan and Gabbie apart forever.

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He stretched, folding his arms underneath his head, “I don’t know what to do about this, Gabriella. I’m leaving Colorado.”

“I know.”

“We are really good friends.”

“I know.”

“There is nothing I want more right now than to touch you.”

Silence.

“Does that mean you don’t want me to touch you?”

“Touch me how?”

Logan removed his hands from behind his head and turned to face her on the bed.

“Look at me,” he demanded.

Gabriella turned to face him. In the dark, he could barely make out her face with only a small fraction of it illuminated by the alarm clock.“How would you like me to touch you?”

“I’m nervous, I don’t know. You could come closer though.”

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Ashley Bostock was born and raised in Colorado where she currently resides with her husband, two children, her dog and two cats. She loves reading, writing, and music and is always trying to find more time in the day to incorporate all three. Seeking an outlet and pursuing her life-long passion for writing, she began composing her first novel in late 2013. She has traveled all over the world, but still has an extensive list of places she would love to visit. Anywhere near a sky-blue ocean will always be at the top of that list. She carries a Bachelor’s Degree in History with a concentration in Elementary Education from Metropolitan State College of Denver. While she loves children, she now fears teaching, which probably has something to do with being a stay-at-home mom.

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