Author, author.... Spotlight on Baby Stetson

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Blurb

In small Texas towns, strangers come and go...

Left in a Stetson hat, on the steps of the local bed and breakfast, Avery Callimer came into the world on a wing and a prayer. Raised by loving adoptive parents, she's never lacked for love...only the knowledge of her past.

By day she works the Inn, but by night...Avery comes alive as lead singer in a band. Life was good...stable, until new guests blew into town. 

Some strangers come with secrets and lies.

Lucas Bennett is one such stranger. Drifting from one mess to another has left him jaded. Doesn't matter the dramas are never his doing. Giving it one last shot to make a fresh start lands him Harmony's Echo, Texas and smack dab in front of the tantalizing Avery.

Despite his best efforts to ignore the burn Avery's ignited within, he's intent to keep his distance. Secrets have followed him. Secrets he doesn't want Avery to know. Each time they're near the other things heat up like a brushfire on a dry Texas prairie. But maybe, after the dust settles and the smoke clears, love can bloom with a fresh start.

 

Excerpt

Cool, crisp air greeted them as Avery and Lucas exited the inn.  Not too bad of a night weather wise.  Nearby, a twig snapped.  Avery jumped.  “What was that?”

“Probably an animal,” Lucas guessed.  “A little jumpy tonight?”

Avery’s mind went back to that text from earlier.  “Maybe a little bit.”  She wasn’t fully sure why.  A combination of stress and lack of sleep, maybe.

“I’ll protect you from the big bad wolf,” Lucas teased.

“Oh?  So what if you’re the big bad wolf?  Who’ll protect me from you?”

Lucas halted.  “You think I’m the wolf, eh?”

“Well, you haven’t proved that you aren’t yet,” Avery shot back.  God how he riled her.  She hated how much she enjoyed it sometimes.

“I’m guessing you like the wolves then, because you liked this before.”  Lucas reached for her, and his lips met hers.  Avery’s heart melted.  She wrapped herself into Lucas, leaning into his kisses.  He tasted sensational.  Each kiss drove her further over the edge.

“Lucas.”  Avery groaned.  She went in for another kiss, but a strange sound startled her, and she pulled away from him.  “Do you hear that?  If it’s an animal, it’s nearby.”

Lucas whipped his head to stare in the direction.  “I don’t know.  Maybe we’d better go, get away from whatever it is.”  Lucas put his arm around Avery and pulled her close.  They strolled to the house, his arm around her the entire time.

Once they got in front of the house, Avery wasn’t ready to let him go.  “Do you want to come in for awhile?”  It wasn’t just that she longed for Lucas.  The strange sensation that someone was near, watching, the fact that her parents weren’t home ... she just didn’t want to be alone.

 

“Is that such a good idea?” Lucas asked.

“I don’t want to be alone, Lucas,” Avery pleaded.

“Okay then.”  He squeezed her hand.  That must have been all the convincing he needed.

Avery fumbled with the keys and got the door unlocked.  Once inside, she felt a little safer.  She closed the door behind Lucas and flicked on the light.

“You’re so jumpy.  What’s going on, Avery?” Lucas asked gently, brushing back loose stands of her hair that had fallen over her left eye.

She swallowed.  “I just- I got a strange text earlier.  I keep feeling like I’m being watched.  Mom and Dad aren’t here.  I may be overreacting, but I’m afraid.”

Lucas frowned.  “A text?”

Avery pulled her phone from her purse, searched for the text and handed it to Lucas.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he scowled, handing her the phone back.

“I wish I knew.  It came out of nowhere.  It may even be a wrong number, but for some reason, it’s got me a bit freaked out.”

“I can understand that.  You’ve got a few new people in your life lately.”

“That includes you.”

“Do you trust me, Avery?” Lucas challenged.

 “I think I do.  Sure, you have your secrets, but something about you makes me feel safer than I have in a long time.  I don’t know how to explain it.  Maybe the question I should be asking you is can I trust you, Lucas?”

He hesitated.  “You can trust me.”

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AUTHOR BIO:

Nikki Lynn Barrett lives in Arizona with her husband and son. She's an avid reader, a dreamer, and loves everything about books. She runs a book blog, an online used bookstore, and writes various genres of romance. Nikki can also be found outside with her camera when a storm is near, snapping photo after photo. Her dreams of becoming a writer started when she was young, when she started writing books in one subject notebooks by the fifth grade. The Secret Santa Wishing Well is her debut book. You can visit Nikki's site at: www.nikkilynnbarrett.blogspot.com for more information. She is working on her next book. Nikki would love to hear from readers. Email her at nikkilynnbarrett@yahoo.com

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Review: Wolf at the Door by Sofia Grey

Wolf at the Door

Snowdonia Wolves # 1

 

by

 

Sofia Grey

 

 

Love can heal all wounds...

 

Pop star Lillian Hart is determined never to trust another man.  She has no idea that the wolf at her door is anything other than a wounded dog, much less the Alpha of the Snowdonia Wolf pack.  There's something about the wild creature that pulls at her.  Then a man with her wolf's eyes starts to invade her dreams, and reality and fantasy merge in a way that has her hoping, against all odds, for dreams to come true. 

 

 Lillian may have sworn off men, but Jake's not just any man, he's a shifter, and he's about to shift Lillian's world to make room for him.  He vows to claim her as his Mate, and when Jake makes a vow, he keeps it.  But Lillian wants to take it slow and Jake is not about to waste any time.

 

In this battle of wills, both discover giving in and trusting their hearts can heal even the deepest of hurts.

 

 

My Review:

When I was first asked to read and review this book, I was game because it was a paranormal.  Then I saw the cover, realized it would be a wolf book and I got super excited.  I love paranormal/shifter wolves and romance.  :)

It was later in the evening when I decided to start it to see how far I could get.  Well by 1 a.m., I could barely keep my eyes open but was so torn because I seriously could not put this book down.

Congrats to you Sofia Grey, for writing a fantastic shifter story !!!!!

I love love loved it :)  At 87 pages, it was the perfect length for me to read at one time but then at the same time it just wasn't long enough either because I didn't want the story to end. 

 I have to say I fell in love with Wolfie before the end of Chapter 1 :)   His protectiveness was immediate for who he recognized to be his Mate and was impressed that he had respect enough to give her a little time to get used to him before he scared the crap out of her.  And how cool to have the ability to invade someone's dreams?  That was a trait I hadn't read in any books before so I really enjoyed that.  I won't give you any more details though so you can experience it for yourself. 

This is an erotic novella and the electricity between Wolfie/Jake and Lillian was instantaneous, powerful and simply hot !!  I whole-heartedly believe there is such a thing as love at first sight, even though Lillian definitely fights it.  She was a scarred popstar running away from a bad relationship to hide in the Snowdonia Mountains at Lupus Cottage to heal.  With the simple gesture of taking in and caring for an animal she thought she'd hit with her car, she started a chain reaction that would end up having a profound healing effect on both of their lives.

I want to read this again....and again.....and can you please, pretty please... hurry with A Handful of Wolf (Snowdonia Wolves #2) :)

Absolutely, without a doubt 5 stars !!!  Kudos Ms. Grey !!!


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Cover Reveal: Irish Kisses by JoAnne Kenrick

Cover Reveal
and what a beautiful cover it is !!!

Irish Kisses

Print edition

COMING THIS SUMMER!

 

www.JoAnneKenrick.com

 

The boys from Bell's Irish Pub have been delivering tasty treats to digital readers around the globe, and hitting bestseller lists at Amazon, All Romance, and Bookstrand. And now, they're coming to PRINT!

 

 

A collection of five romances set in Bell's Irish Pub, each with its own special tasty treat served by the staff of Bell's. The 1Night Stand dating service shakes and stirs things up for Bell's. When Madame Eve puts two people together for just one night, anything is possible…. Throw in sexy cocktails and to-die-for Irish hotties, and it's a recipe for sweet Irish kisses and perhaps even wedding Bell's.

 

SWEET IRISH KISS

Can he win her over with his secret weapon, a Sweet Irish Kiss, or is Rachel still too scared to love?

 

SHAMROCKED

Will his Irish charm and toys be enough to hold onto his leading lady, or will his heart be Shamrocked into next week?

 

THREESOME SWEETNESS

Is a dash of Threesome Sweetness the remedy each is looking for, or will the date leave a bitter aftertaste each will regret for the rest of their lives?

 

HOT WINTER KISS

Can she hack it in the real world of romance, or are life's complications and treacherous snowstorms best left to the pages of a book?

 

MARRY ME, I'M IRISH

Does she love him enough to leave the comforts of England? And is there something behind his sudden proposal?

 

Publisher: www.DecadentPublishing.com

Cover Artist: www.EstrellaCoverArt.com

 

 

 

 

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Sweet Cravings by Eva Lefoy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Riding the waves of a sugar high, Violet Cunningham seduces the town’s newest pastry chef, slathering him with whipped cream in his secret kitchen. But all that is made of sugar melts, and her brazenness vanishes soon after their tryst, leaving her battling old insecurities about her waistline and appetites, courtesy of her mother. Positive she’s only made a fool of herself, she’s mortified when her boss sends her back to sexy Chef Max’s kitchen and into the proverbial frying pan. After a red-hot date, her chef disappears, and Violet’s emotions simmer to a boil, forcing her to confront the awful truth: there’s more to life than pastry.

 

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Today we have a guest post from

Decadent Publishing Author

 Eva Lefoy....

 

 

Desserts and hot chefs go together!

When I wrote a hot dessert chef, I had to pair him with a woman who liked desserts. After all, a vegetarian and a butcher just don’t go together  :)  So I came up with a woman called Violet Cunningham. She not only likes desserts, she has a favorite one: raspberry cream puffs.

Now, cream puffs aren’t that hard to make, as I later discovered after the writing group took me under their wing and into the kitchen.  Since I’m not really an ardent baker – I make really good brownies, but don’t do the fancy stuff – I thought there must be some trick to them. There’s not. Especially if you’ve got a good hand mixer!

Here’s the tried-and-true ancient Betty Crocker recipe we made:

1 C water

1/2 C butter

1 C flour

4 Eggs

Filling – whipped cream, etc.

Confectioner’s sugar

Heat oven to 400. Heat water and butter to a boil. Stir in flour. Stir vigorously over low heat about 1 minute or until mixture forms a ball. * Note: I took the pan off the heat and used a mixer to do this. Much easier! * Remove from heat. Beat in eggs all at once, continue beating until smooth. *Note: again, I found the hand mixer indispensable! * Drop dough by scan 1/4 cup fulls 3″ apart on ungreased backing sheet. Bake 35 to 40 minutes or until puffed and golden.  Cool away from draft.

Pull out any filaments of soft dough. Carefully fill with whipped cream. Replace tops; dust with confectioners’ sugar. Refrigerate.

 

These are some of the yummeh cream puffs at my book release party!

 

 

 Be careful – they don’t last long!

There’s another recipe in the back of my book, Sweet Cravings, out now from Decadent Publishing and below is an excerpt that should get your whipped cream whipping.

Enjoy!

Eva Lefoy

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Excerpt:

I ducked into the kitchen before the bored-looking maître d’ could accost me and found myself heating up at the sight of a stainless steel table. Sous-chefs in white hats and dishwashers with racks of clean plates bustled back and forth down the aisle in front of me, but I didn’t spot the pastry chef in their midst. I almost gave up and left before noticing the light was on in the “secret kitchen.” I gulped.

My knees went weak, and I stood frozen to the spot. Inside me, determination, embarrassment, and heady desire warred. I wanted so bad to turn and walk out, find another caterer, and be done with it. But I couldn’t. There’d be questions. Chuck would want to know why he wasn’t getting the best French-trained chef in town, and I’d be up shit creek without a paddle. What could I say? Sorry, I didn’t mean to have hot, sweaty sex with the guy—if I’d known you’d need him the next week, I would have waited? 

Remembering the hot sex had my traitorous feet moving forward, toward the door instead of away. Wrong direction, I told them. Shut up and go with it, my pussy ordered. I bit my lip, swallowed my pride, and knocked.

The door opened and the man himself appeared wearing a chef’s coat splattered with pretty light pink frosting and powdered sugar. One whiff of him convinced me he’d taste positively delicious. My stomach let out a loud rumble, and I put my hand over it to try and squelch the embarrassing sound. 

His mouth fell open when he caught sight of me. In fact, he seemed kind of stunned for a second. My fight-or-flight response kicked in. I swiveled on my heel, but he grabbed my elbow and tugged me inside his secret domain once more. “Mademoiselle,” he murmured low and rich as fudge pudding. “How nice to see you again. Please, come in.” 

I glanced at his face from under my lashes and found him smiling at me, looking as though he might actually be glad to see me again. Part of me stiffened, vibrating with nervous energy. The rest of me tingled in saucy anticipation. The promise of man and dessert made one once more for my licking pleasure had me close to giggling with happiness as the door snicked shut. As he twirled me in his arms and drew me close, the all-important notes clutched in my hand could have jumped a shuttle for Mars for all I cared. 

His mouth surged over mine, his lips warm, wet, and insistent, as though he needed to make up for lost time. I heartily seconded the sentiment, and the kiss turned from buttery hot and soft to spicy and decadent with a touch of dare.

I opened my mouth to let his tongue in, and we both moaned at the intrusion, his hips bucking against mine as he pressed my butt into the table. I clutched his shoulders, pulling him closer as my initial embarrassment waned. He tasted of sweet pastry, and I savored the flavor as I relaxed in his arms. God, the hungers the man awoke in me with just one kiss! 

I’d dressed “professionally” for the occasion—stockings, skirt, silk work blouse, light blazer, and heels—so it wasn’t a surprise to feel the heat of his hand brush along the smooth stocking covering my thigh. But I let out a yelp as his strong fingers ripped through the material and pushed the stocking aside, delving under the crotch of my panties, headed directly toward my wetness. 

“Spread for me,” he growled. 

My sex clenched but my tremulous legs parted, obeying his command to give him easy access. Long,

thick fingers slid through my dampness until they were coated with my slick cream before plunging inside my wet core. I moaned into his kiss at the glorious pressure and he chuckled. His other arm held me close as his mouth continued to plunder mine, setting up a tantalizing rhythm with his tongue and his fingers that my body could not ignore. My head rolled back and my hips rocked into his thrusts. I emitted soft, mewling cries every time his cock ground against my clit. It felt so good I thought I’d died and gone to pink frosting heaven. “Oh, God. Please. Just a little more….”

He quickly upped his game, nibbling down the column of my neck and then moving his fingers up to my clit, circling it with my own slippery juices until I was on the brink of breaking apart and screaming my head off. Then he abruptly pulled his hand away. “Dinner.”

“W-what?” Every brain cell in my mind struggled to comprehend the concept of language. It seemed so foreign, so far away, so unnecessary. My hot button throbbed with frustration. I’d been so close…. 

“Dinner. Have dinner with me. I promise you won’t be disappointed.” 

I panted, trying to form words. No matter how I rocked my hips, he remained just out of reach from where I needed him most. My fingers dug into his back, silently demanding satisfaction. But he gave me none. 

“Say yes,” he commanded. “Or this ends here. Now.”

His demand seemed simple enough and since agreeing would get me everything I so badly wanted I said, “Yes.” 

See what else Violet and her sexy chef Max do in his secret kitchen, and if you have time, whip up a batch of cream puffs to eat while you read! (Recipe included in book).

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Holy crap that's all kinds of hot!  Make this a must on your buying list today and if you read that excerpt, you gotta know you won't be disappointed !!!

 

Until next time, happy reading !!

 

Krista

 

 

 

Author, author... Elene Sallinger

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Please help me give a super warm welcome to

 Elene Sallinger...

Ellen, can you tell us a little about yourself?

Thank you so much for hosting me today. It's a pleasure to be here.

As for me, I'm a mother of a young daughter and the human to two Pitbulls. I've been writing since 2004 and have recently released my debut novel, Awakening through Xcite Books. I love to knit, hate to cook, and go out of my way to avoid driving whenever possible.

 

 

What or who initially inspired you to become a writer?

 

My daughter was my initial inspiration. She wanted me to make up bed time stories and tell them again and again. I didn't want to forget them so I wrote them down and illustrated them. Her dad encouraged me to get some formal training and though I hemmed and hawed for a while, I eventually got off my patootie and took some classes. The rest as they say, is history.

 

 

What kind of research do you do for a novel and how extensive do you get?

I do extensive research for my books. With Awakening I joined Fetlife, sought out Doms and Domme's to interview as well as subs. I read books on BDSM and talked with lots of people in the lifestyle. I believe that, as an author, you have a responsibility to be as factual as possible. Every author will bring their own point of view to a story and that view point will be shaped by personal experience, background, etc. but facts should be universal. You can't know the facts without the research.

 

Do you have a special place you like to do your writing? Such as an office, a spare room, the dining room table, your couch?

 

I like to have a writing desk. If a TV is nearby I'll end up watching it. Since my last apartment was so tiny, I didn't have space for a desk and ended up writing Awakening on the couch. I had to use headphones and lots of instrumental music to avoid being distracted by the TV.

 

As a reader, what types of works do you like to read and do you think they influence the genre/genres you write in?

I read a little bit of everything. I like to read other genres in addition to romance and erotica because technique is universal. Good story, plotting, description and characterization can be found in any genre. I also believe that by branching out, I'm able to provide good stories first, erotic story lines second which is my preference. I like to think you can remove the sex from my books and still have a story.

 

 

What is your favorite method of writing...as in laptop, desktop, Ipad or the old fashioned pencil and paper??  And do you plot out your story or go with the flow of your muse?

My favorite method is laptop since I am a very fast touch typist, however, my most productive method is pen and paper. Using a notebook eliminates all the distractions that come with a computer. No temptation to check email or twitter.

In fact, I was discussing the possibility of buying a dedicated word processor just last night. Something that will allow me to type, but not be connected to the Internet. I'm much more productive that way.

As for plotting, I have a general outline in mind when I start a book. I always know how it ends. The specifics come to me in the writing process. I often write a synopsis ahead of time just to have a general guideline, but I don't hesitate to change it when a better plot angle presents itself.

 

 

When you need a break or some time off from the trials of being a writer, what can you be found doing?

My second favorite past-time watching movies. Now that I write, I'm much more tuned into structure and plotting. I re-watched Gattaca a few weeks ago and had an entirely different experience as I listened to the dialogue and paid attention to the cinematography rather than just sitting back and enjoying the story.

 

Is there anything about yourself nobody knows that you would like to share with our readers??

 

I tend to be a very open book – ha! Pardon the pun. I think the most interesting thing people don't really know about me is that I am an avid Trekkie. I love all things Star Trek and named my daughter after a character from Deep Space Nine.

 

 

For fun, I have a few personal questions,  

 Your Favorite 5

 1) Favorite color – Deep royal purple    

2) Favorite dessert – Cannoli. I love to scoop out the cream and then finish off the shell

3) Favorite Season – Fall, I love to wear jeans and sweaters

4) Favorite sad song- Nothing Compares to You by Sinead O'Connor

5) Favorite Romantic movie – The Truth About Cats and Dogs with Janeane Garofalo

 

And a bonus, what is your ideal romantic vacation??

Hmmm … that's a hard one. I'd say a beach, a pacific island with lots of tasty drinks and much cavorting in the ocean. I'm not picky about the island ;-)

 

 

Where can our readers find you?? 

Email: elene.sallinger@gmail.com

Twitter: @esallinger

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Awakening/462987500405696

 

Website/blog: http://elenesallinger.wordpress.com/

 

 

 

 

 

Is there an upcoming or current release  you would like to share with us today and where can we find it?

I have two new books coming out this year. Reflection with Xcite Books (http://www.xcitebooks.com) which is the follow up to Awakening and expands on Bridget Ross whom we meet in Awakening. Reflection is due out in September. Also, Doing DC from U-Star Novels (http://www.ustarnovels.com) which is a fun little romp that you can personalize. Doing DC will be out any day now.

 

 

 

Awakening

 

Blurb:

This is the story of Claire Ryan and Evan Lang. 35-year-old Claire joins a local book club for romance readers in order to get over the breakdown of her 10-year relationship, there she meets book shop owner Evan, a dominant man who has never recovered from the sudden death of his submissive wife.

As their relationship develops and they embark on the path of Claire’s submission, it becomes harder and harder for Evan to keep his emotional distance. Claire is open and responsive and he wants her badly, but refuses to let himself go.

As Claire falls deeper in love with Evan, she realises that he is holding back and decides to end their relationship, forcing Evan to confront his own past and his feelings in order to save his new love.

Winner of the New Writing Competition at the Festival of Romance 2011

 

Buy links: 

 

Xcite Books     Amazon    Barnes & Noble    All Romance 

 

 

Excerpt:

‘I feel safe here.’ She waved a hand around to encompass the bookstore. ‘You make me feel safe. Despite your attitude, I don’t believe you would hurt me.’ Claire flushed such a sweet shade of pink as she spoke, her hazel gaze roaming the store as she looked everywhere but at him.

Safe. She thought she was safe with him. That he wouldn’t hurt her. Evan sat in stunned silence for the briefest moment before a red tide of fury suffused his body. Fury at Marianne for dying and leaving him alone when she had been the centre of his life. Fury at Claire for tempting him and reviving desires that he’d believed were dead and buried with his love. Fury at himself for being so damned foolish and afraid in the face of his temptation. In that moment, he knew himself for a coward and he snapped.

‘Safe. You think you’re safe with me?’ he all but sneered at her. ‘You know nothing.’ He spit the words at Claire as he leant, forward his hands clenched into fists on his knees. She shrank away from him, pushing so far back into the leather club chair her feet no longer touched the floor. Her eyes were wide with shock and the beginnings of fear. Shame crawled over his skin and he reached for self-control, only to lose it all over again when her small, white teeth bit into her trembling lower lip.

‘Damn you!’ He slammed a fist down on the arm of his chair, causing her to jump at the violence of his action. ‘You are anything but safe with me. Every time you walk through that door all I can think about is bending you over my lap and spanking that pretty little ass until it is shiny, red, and stinging. Then fucking you from behind so that the sting feeds the orgasm I give you. I fantasise about binding you and whipping those sweet little tits, your pussy, and your ass. Marking you everywhere so that each time you look in the mirror you remember me and how I put them there, and then beg me to put more on you when they heal. I want to drench you in my come, fuck you in every goddamn hole, and make you scream until you can’t speak.’

As the words died on his lips, he dragged in a breath and took Claire in, really saw her now that the apex of his anger had passed somewhat. She was glassy-eyed and panting. The knuckles of her slim, elegant fingers were white and she gripped the arms of her chair as if her life depended on it. She looked like she was having a panic attack.

Fear and shame overrode his anger and he lurched forward, coming around and sitting on the table before her. He took her face between his palms. She was so tiny, his hands seems to swallow her up.

‘Claire.’ He spoke softly, soothingly, as he rubbed his thumb over her cheeks. ‘Claire, please. Look at me.’

She turned just a fraction, closing her eyes and refusing to look at him. Her motion brought his thumb to rest on her lower lip. Quickly, so quickly he almost missed it, she licked his thumb. It was the barest touch, but the sight of her pink tongue against his skin was more than he could take. What control remained to him was lost.

‘Damn you,’ he repeated, but this time it was the hoarse whisper of a drowning man.

 

 

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Last but not least, do you have a favorite recipe you'd like to share?  I like to cook and am always looking for new recipes to try and share :)

 

Quick & Easy Garlic Cheese Bread

Ingredients:

1 Pillsbury French Loaf (found in the refrigerated isle)

3 cloves garlic minced

Shredded cheese of your choice (I generally use a Mexican blend)

Dried oregano

 

1.    Preheat oven according to the package

2.    Unroll the French loaf dough and liberally spread cheese and oregano. Add the minced garlic and re-roll the dough.

3.    Place on an ungreased baking sheet and bake according to the directions on the package.

 

This is great with pasta!

 

 

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Ellen, thanks so much for sharing 'you' and your newest book with us today! It was a pleasure having you and hope you will come back again soon !! And just so you know that garlic bread sounds heavenly!!

 

Readers, make sure to get your copy of Awakening today !

 

Until next time, happy reading !!

 

Krista