Release of Musings
14 Whole Stories by 14 Amazing Authors
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Sunday, August 3, 2014
Excerpt of 'Not Juliet' by Ella Medler
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Excerpt:
Luca buried his face in her hair, trying to save his eyesight. Riella was lethal. She would have made a very successful cage fighter.
“I begged you to leave him alone. I begged you on my knees!”
“He knew it,” he shouted, trying to still her. “He gave up his life to protect yours.” She still fought, but he could feel her tiring, grief weighing her down. Deep sobs erupted from her chest, replacing her will to fight. “Come on.” He pulled her to her feet and towed her into the darkness, farther away from the fire and shootings. They made it to the last trailer just as he heard the grenade launchers. “Fuck. We need to run like you’ve never run before. Over to that line of trees. Ready?”
“No. Wait. I can barely stand up.”
“Tough. You can complain later. C’mon.” Luca grabbed Riella’s hand tight in his hand and started for the trees. They ran for their lives, while behind them the campsite turned to churned mud and fire. Trailers and cars alike blew up, and the few people who hadn’t already taken cover ran away into the darkness.
As soon as they were hidden by the first line of trees, Riella pulled her hand out of his and dug her heels in. “Wait!"
“Riella, we’re not safe here. We need to get farther in.”
“I don’t give a shit! You stop and answer me one question, Luca Anziano, or you may as well kill me here and now.”
Luca stared at her for a split second. Dogged determination was shining in her eyes. Hell of a gene to inherit from her father. Why couldn’t she just have his color eyes, or same shape chin instead? Riella stood, hands on hips, hair wild and twisting in the wind, outlined against the conflagration that had been her and her people’s home, like some avenging angel come to rid the world of its canker.
“Luca,” she panted, “when you told me you loved me… I just need to know… Were you lying to me?”
The metallic whizzing of several simultaneous barrels resonated over the crackling of the fire. Sprays of bullets showered the already destroyed site, catching any stragglers unawares. “Who the hell sold him a metal storm? The guy’s nuts!”
“Answer me!”
“I’ll answer you on the go.” Luca grabbed her in his arms and ran. The bullets kept coming and Riella was shouting something over the noise, but not loud enough for him to make out individual words. He ran, mind focused on one thing, and one thing only: to get her away from the danger, to make her safe. The forest floor was uneven, and it would have been difficult terrain even without having to carry a struggling woman in his arms; with her added weight, Luca felt like he was wrenching each step through a vat full of treacle. His thigh muscles burned, his lungs were on fire, but now he could see the road, and parked to the side, the truck in which Karalius must have brought over his arsenal designed to teach Goliath’s people who’s boss. Escape was in sight. From in front, someone opened fire, and Luca stumbled. Before he could work out why, he hit the ground and knew no more.
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Want to read more? Find Not Juliet on Amazon here: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Not-Juliet-Addicted-Romance-Collection-ebook/dp/B00IDC1Q50/
Monday, July 28, 2014
A GREAT CAUSE
Hi, friends! It's been awhile, I know, but I've been super busy with getting those novels written so you can read them! Just this past weekend, I was one of 40 authors in a book signing in Rogers, AR. We had a blast! I met a lot of great writers and readers. I'm exhausted, but it was well worth it! Some of the people I already knew from last year's signing. One of my favorites just happens to be the guy in the photo below, Eric Madden. Go ahead and look. You know you wanna. ;)
It seems Eric is moving on to bigger and better things, at least for the moment. I was sad to hear the news, but just as happy in my own little way. How can I not be happy for someone who is doing what God has called him to do. I can't.
Eric needs our help, so listen up. Wait, wait, wait... I'll just let him tell you...
Dear Brothers and Sisters, Family and Friends.
“Having gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, let us use them: if prophecy, in our proportion
to our faith; if service, in our serving; the one who teaches, in our teaching; if to encourage, encourage
others; if to give, give generously. If God has given you leadership, take the responsibility seriously, And if
you have a gift for showing kindness to others, do it gladly.”
I would like to take a moment of your time and fill you in about immediate plans with strong,
urgent needs that God has in-store for me this fall. I have been blessed with an amazing opportunity to
spread the Gospel and Good news about the Creation of Christ Jesus in the city of Bamako, Mali, in
Northwest Africa. Time has left no margin to reach and overcome financial support. I am in constant
prayer that God’s grace will make this happen. Funds are needed to be met immediately due to the short
notice of the departure. For God's will to be done the trip will cost $40 a day coming to $1200/ month.
This covers all costs. I pray that you will read on and have an understanding of what I will be doing. If
you feel led to support and that God is calling you to help me, I have included how you can contribute.
In Bamako, I will have the opportunity to teach English as a second language. Classes are daily which will give me strong foundations to build relationships with those who are not believers and share the Creation of Christ. Being involved with the university, I will be in direct contact with the Professional Class and University Students. This will open doors that God desires for them to come to believe and have a positive influence in their lives. Enhancing their lives with the English language will equip them for opportunities in life that may not have been achievable otherwise: such as career opportunities, strong financial possibilities, relationships, better daily living, and so much more. I look
forward to the relationships that I can establish as an American, not only spiritual but with an everlasting friendship.
In Bamako, there are over 1.8 million people and less than 2% of them are believers in Christ.
Many have never had the opportunity to hear about Jesus as the Son of God. Matthew 24:14 says, “ And
the Good News about the Kingdom will be preached throughout the whole world, so that all nations will
hear it; and then the end will come.” I am honored to be God’s hands and feet and be able to serve Him bringing Good News to ALL NATIONS.
I am enthusiastically looking forward to the plans the Lord has, they are greater than anything I
can fathom and have nothing to do with me. As this is a calling that I have been given, there are ways that
you can help me. The most important thing you can do for me is PRAY. I will need your prayers
to help me fulfill God’s calling, do his work, and carry out the responsibilities that I have been given. Your
prayers will play an extremely vital part in my ministry. Among all things I have listed, four are huge
requests:
----The Lord will use me as He desires to make contribution to His work.
----I will have safe travel and good health. (My body will need to make many adjustments.)
----Healthy and strong relationships will be developed.
----God will provide for my expenses.
The second way that you can contribute to my calling is financial support. Since I will be in
Bamako for the better part of 3 months, I will need help raising the funds that are needed. The cost of the
trip, including room/board, in-field travel, admin fees and insurance while over there comes to a total of
$1200/month. There are a couple ways to which you can contribute towards my expenses. The organization
I will be directly linked through is Envision. Envision is an initiative to connect Millennials to Jesus.
They are a part of The Christian and Missionary Alliance. You can make contributions directly to my
Envision account by Credit card (online or by phone) or by check.
Check- Make payable to “The C&MA” and send to:
The Christian And Missionary Alliance/Envision Office
Attn.: Becky Gorton
P.O Box 35000
Colorado Springs, CO 80935-3500
MEMO Line: “Envision-Eric Madden”
Online Giving-
Go to the Give page of the C&MA Website: https://secure.cmalliance.org/ give/
In the box under the “Give to International Workers and Special Projects” section, supporters should type:
"ENV – [Eric Madden]" and then click the red “Give Now” box that appears.
Type in the desired gift amount and fill out the form below.
You then have the option to make this a recurring gift by clicking on the box underneath the total.
Phone-If you feel you want to support by way of giving over the phone you may do so by calling the toll
free number; 866-443-8262.
You can also give your contributions via my GracePoint Church. Please make checks payable to
Grace Point Church, their address is 1201 McCollum Dr, Bentonville, AR 72712.
Again I want to thank you in advance and apologize for the urgency of the needs. God's timing is perfect
even up to the last second. Please if you have any questions you can reach me at 479-212-3903,
maddenericz@gmail.com
Or write me at 1383 Skaggs Hollow Rd, Pineville MO 64856
I have faith that by God’s Grace, your prayers and your financial support, my ministry and time
spent sharing the gospel and having a positive influence in education will be a profitable one for His
Kingdom and His Glory. Thank you again for taking this time and for the prayers that I will be needing.
Sincerely in His Service,
Eric Madden
Please help out a great cause. Anything helps more than you know.
Thank you and God bless you :)
Thursday, July 3, 2014
Announcing The NEW Cover For Good Side of Sin
Brand NEW Look for Book 3!
For those of you who aren't familiar with this series, let me give you a little taste.
Josselyn has just spent the last three months in intense Line of Defense training so she could join Malcolm’s search party. Little did she know the archangels had no intention of letting her bring back into Heaven an angel who had opened a portal between Heaven and Hell, at least not before saving God's creations from the tight grasp of Lucifer first.
Three months have passed since the angel Rhyan released nine repented demons from Hell, and now innocent people are dying, but their souls are not going to Heaven. Josselyn's mission is to find the demon responsible for stealing the souls and bring it to justice before Lucifer gains enough power to rise and claim Heaven and earth as his own.
Her whole world is shaken when she discovers what tool Lucifer is using to track down the one key to the release of his eternal damnation. Thoros is one half-souled immortal she prayed she would never see again. The ex-Prince of Lust had stolen her heart and crushed it with a cheeky smile. Now, not only is she being forced to put her damaged ego aside and face the only man that has ever hurt her, but she has to work with him in order to complete her assignment.
Is she strong enough to keep from falling in love with him again? Or is their love the only thing that can keep Lucifer from getting the one thing he wants most? Heaven.
Excerpt:
It ended up being more like twenty-five
minutes before Thoros left his room and started down the grand staircase of the
mansion. His thoughts had drifted to Josselyn, as they always did when he was
alone--or when he wasn't alone--and allowed his mind to wander. The hot spray
of water coming from the showerhead and the steam in the room, along with the
fact that he was naked, made him completely vulnerable and open for sweet
torture from the memory of her.
He had caught himself fantasizing that
she was there with him again, and he'd had to immediately turn the water to
cold. Regardless of how much he wanted the female, that always seemed to chase
away any thoughts of her, at least until he could dry off and throw on some
clothes. Then he always rushed to find someone or something to distract him. He
agreed with himself that it was better than locking himself in his bedchamber,
curling into a ball on his bed and crying like a baby. He refused to let the
reality that he would never have her eat him alive.
His shaking hand touched the end of the
banister and even he had to admit that the trembling had only gotten worse over
the past few months. He knew he was suffering from withdrawal, and Josselyn
wasn't the only thing he was doing without; it obviously wasn't healthy for a
person with a sex addiction to go without sex for three days, let alone three
months.
The angel had ruined him, and he hated
her for it.
As Thoros walked into the study, he
locked eyes with Baddon, giving the giant a curt nod before finding a seat. His
good friend had been trying to get to the bottom of this for the better part of
the week, but every time he'd suggested doing anything about it, Thoros had
refused to participate, convinced it was just a side effect of something
Abigail's angel had done when getting them released from Lucifer, or maybe it
had something to do with being on Earth, something the humans were doing that
was rubbing him wrong. They were destroying the ozone with their motored
vehicles and the consumption of the tobacco they smoked, willingly. Then again,
it could be something he had done, and that's why he was in this room now, tight-lipped
and itching to turn and run the other way.
Thoros cleared his throat and sat in an
empty chair closest to the door, a good twenty feet from the rest of the group
that were willing and waiting to help, and then gave Baddon a do-not-push-me
look when the guy raised an eyebrow at him. They couldn't help unless they
shackled him in silver chains. He wasn't opposed and wouldn't object to the
idea if that's what they suggested needed to happen.
The thought of killing another innocent
human made him want to throw up his last meal. Thinking about that, he realized
he hadn't eaten in days, hadn't even had an urge to.
"...do you think, Thoros?"
His head shot up and he focused on the
group, all of them staring at him, expecting him to answer a question he hadn't
heard spoken. "I'm sorry. What was that?"
Coen stood and gave Thoros a comforting
smile as he walked across the room to him. Thoros eyed the fallen angel with
suspicion, and then immediately felt relief and relaxation when the guy's hands
touched his temples.
Thoros stared up at him with a silly
smile on his face, feeling as if he had just taken a handful of happy pills. "What
did you do to me? I feel great," he muttered.
Coen smiled. "In Hell, the royalty
are the only ones that have power besides Lucifer. In Heaven we all had gifts."
He shrugged. "I lost them when I fell, but once I got part of my soul back,
I've discovered some of my gift has returned. I suppose I'm being tested by
God. I cannot say that I blame him. I'm thankful for whatever he allows me to
have."
"Just don't get greedy, angel,"
Lameria said with a smirk.
Phoebe huffed and everyone looked at
her. "I'm the only one in this house that can't defend myself with magic."
"You're immortal; why do you worry
about defending yourself?" Fallis asked, and then Lameria cut in before
Phoebe had a chance to answer.
"I thought this meeting was about
Thoros, and why he's all of a sudden killing people and looking like shit."
Thoros shot her a puzzled look. "I look
like shit?" he asked.
"Have you looked in the mirror this
week?" She rolled her eyes as she looked back to Baddon, mumbling quietly
under her breath. "That's putting it nicely."
Baddon cleared his throat and motioned
with two fingers for Thoros to move closer. "Thoros, why don't you come up
here and join us, so you don't--you know--miss anything vital?" It had
been a request, but Thoros knew Baddon wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer.
And the big son of a bitch could get him down quicker than anyone he'd ever
met.
Thoros glared at Baddon from under his
lashes for only a moment before huffing, then standing and dragging the chair
noisily behind him so he could place it closer to the group.
Baddon continued after Thoros got
situated. "As I said before, I think Lucifer is behind it somehow. He
still has half your soul--"
"He has half of all our souls! Why
am I the only one killing people?"
Baddon took in a deep breath and let it
out slowly. "I've thought about that, and I think it's because you were
the first to turn against him after Abigail. I keep waiting for this to affect
the rest of us to confirm my theory, but," he sighed, "it just hasn't
happened yet."
"Yeah, that's obvious."
"What's the last thing you remember
about last night?" Damien asked.
Thoros thought about it for a minute,
his eyebrows drawing together in thought and frustration as he ran the previous
day's events through his head out loud. "I slept until a little after one.
I watched an episode of Maury, and
then Jerry Springer, and then that
show with the doctor that's not really a doctor…" He snapped his fingers.
"He's always trying to help people better themselves with stuff that doesn't
work--"
"Dr. Oz?"
Thoros clapped his hands and pointed at
Phoebe. "That's it! Dr. Oz!"
"I think he's really a doctor,"
Phoebe replied.
"Back to your day, Thoros,"
Baddon interrupted the debate about daytime TV with the loud bass of his voice.
Thoros leaned forward, letting his
elbows rest on his knees. "Well, that's about all that happened."
"Such a sad excuse for a man,"
Lameria retorted in a low voice, but Thoros ignored her jab at his ego.
"So, what happened after you
finished watching TV?" Coen asked. "Think hard. What made you want to
leave the house?"
Thoros shrugged again. "I don't
really remember. None of you were here and I got bored, I guess." He sat
there for a minute, and then looked up at the group with wide eyes. "I
remember a guy on a bicycle. He looked to be in his late-twenties or so, short,
dark-brown hair, red t-shirt, blue jeans, and he had a navy blue pack on his
back. I remember he flew by me on the bike with a black Mercedes hot on his
trail. I fleeted to keep up with him. The guy lost his pursuer at a red light,
but I followed him all the way to Caesar's Palace and... that's the last thing
I remember. Then I woke up naked in my bed about an hour ago with a guard
outside my door."
"The guard was necessary--"
"I know. I'm not bitching. A
blanket would have been nice, though."
"I put one over you, but you were
dressed in the clothes you had on yesterday when I left the room." Baddon
turned his head to the side, and then looked over and glared at Tooka. She
wouldn't meet his gaze. "Uh-huh, well, maybe we need a pet dog instead of
a pet dragon with a crush on Thoros."
Tooka's anger flared and she bared her
pointy teeth at Baddon, and then flew over to land beside Thoros' chair.
Thoros chuckled as he stroked her head
lovingly. "We're not replacing you with a dog, Tooka. And she's not a
dragon, Baddon."
"I know what the hell she is! She
was in my damn syde before Murry stole my position!"
Smile still in place, and comforting a
growling Tooka, Thoros responded, "Then you know she isn't a dragon.
Dragons aren't nearly as pretty as kurets are."
Baddon threw his hands up in defeat. "It
doesn't help when you encourage it," he said to Thoros, and then pointed
at Tooka, who only snapped at his finger with her tiny, sharp teeth. "You
pull one more incident like that and I'll put you on a leash outside--"
"She's not a dog, Baddon,"
Thoros snapped as he coddled her. "She's one of us, so cut her some slack,
will ya'? She's not hurting anyone, unlike me. Just leave her alone and let's
get back to the subject of why I'm killing humans."
"Yes, let's do that," a female
voice said from the door, and everyone in the room jumped to their feet in
alarm. Baddon steadied Thoros as he began to sway. "Sorry I'm late to the
party. I had more important things to tend to first," Josselyn said, and
gave them a smirk.
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Friday, June 27, 2014
YEA!!! New Release By Trish Marie Dawson!!! YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS THIS SERIES!
The first of three Station Series novelettes has arrived at Amazon!
Sometimes the day you die, is just the first day of your new job.
Fans of reluctant heroine, Piper Willow (The Station Series) will be happy to read this brand new story about her charismatic Intake Specialist, Niles Abbott, and how he came to arrive at the Station. Told from his perspective, readers get an insight into the inner workings of Niles' mind, and his first experiences in the after-life. Who was he before he died, and who is he now? The answers are waiting for you...
Grab it HERE for only $1.99 on AMAZON
Haven't read the Station Series yet?
Haven't read the Station Series yet?Wednesday, February 19, 2014
I Smell Sheep: Book Review: The Good Side Of Sin by K.S. Haigwood...
I Smell Sheep: Book Review: The Good Side Of Sin by K.S. Haigwood...: Good Side of Sin (Save My Soul #3) By: K.S. Haigwood Josselyn has just spent the last three months in intense Line of Defense training so...
Saturday, February 8, 2014
New Swag!!!!
I made some new T-shirts and coffee mugs to my swag pile! Have a look and tell me what you think!
This one has front only!
This one has front only!
Basic T-shirts by Vistaprint
This one has front and back. There is text written on the back of this one.
'When Hell Beckons, Even Heaven May Not Be Able To Save Her' The SAVE MY SOUL Series
SAVE MY SOUL
HELL'S GIFT
GOOD SIDE OF SIN
MY SWEET PURGATORY
Basic T-shirts by Vistaprint
This one has front and back, too! There is text written on the back.
'Where Vampires Rule, Witches Play, Danger Lurks And Dreams Really Do Come True'
ETERNAL ISLAND
Friday, December 20, 2013
'The Dry Lands' by Trish Marie Dawson
The newest book from Trish Marie Dawson...The Dry Lands, a Hutch & A'ris Novel
On the planet Ernoth the start of an underground movement throws together an unlikely pair: a stubborn Princess, A'ris Brynx, and a lowly wanderer, Krane Hutch. If left to conquer the Dry Lands alone death would be inevitable, but together there is a chance for survival. One is on a mission to save the world - the other on a mission of self-preservation. With so many secrets between them and a price on their heads, will either achieve what they set out to do, or will the journey destroy them both?
This character-driven Science Fiction Fantasy is full of intrigue and discovery. Spiked with lies and secrets. Laced with friendships and betrayals. And of course...loss and love.
Hutch and A'ris are coming soon...
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Keep your eyes out for the Release info HERE
Cover art by Deb Rogers
Sunday, November 24, 2013
Release Day for 'GOOD SIDE OF SIN' Book 3 in the 'Save My Soul' series
Good Side of Sin is finally HERE!
Wait no longer! The highly anticipated third book in the 'Save My Soul' series has been released!!!
11/25/13
For 1 day only!!! Pick up GOOD SIDE OF SIN for only .99!!!
Josselyn has just spent the last three months in
intense Line of Defense training so she could join Malcolm’s search party.
Little did she know the archangels had no intention of letting her bring back
into Heaven an angel who had opened a portal between Heaven and Hell, at least
not before saving God's creations from the tight grasp of Lucifer first.
Three months have passed since the angel Rhyan
released nine repented demons from Hell, and now innocent people are dying, but
their souls are not going to Heaven. Josselyn's mission is to find the demon
responsible for stealing the souls and bring it to justice before Lucifer gains
enough power to rise and claim Heaven and earth as his own.
Her whole world is shaken when she discovers
what tool Lucifer is using to track down the one key to the release of his
eternal damnation. Thoros is one half-souled immortal she prayed she would
never see again. The ex-Prince of Lust had stolen her heart and crushed it with
a cheeky smile. Now, not only is she being forced to put her damaged ego aside
and face the only man that has ever hurt her, but she has to work with him in
order to complete her assignment.
Is she strong enough to
keep from falling in love with him again? Or is their love the only thing that
can keep Lucifer from getting the one thing he wants most? Heaven.For 1 day only!!! Pick up GOOD SIDE OF SIN for only .99!!!
Excerpt:
He shoved another armload full of socks and t-shirts on top of jeans in a duffel bag, then turned to walk to the bathroom to retrieve personal hygiene items. He barely glanced up to acknowledge Isaiah, arms crossed over his chest in a comfortable stance, leaning on the doorjamb."Going somewhere?" Isaiah asked coolly."As far away from here as I can get," he responded from the darkened bathroom."You do know there is a meeting about to begin downstairs, right?"Thoros nodded once as he re-entered the bedchamber, not bothering to look at the archangel. He tossed the items in the duffle with the rest of the things he would need for his extended journey. "I am aware of the meeting. I am also aware that she does not want or need me there." He looked left then right, and then paused only another brief moment before zipping the bag closed and tossing it over his right shoulder.Thoros meant to walk through the doorway, but Isaiah stood upright and blocked the only exit with his body. Well, there was always the window. He thought about turning and diving through the glass and wondered briefly if he would clear the cement and land in the water of the underground swimming pool. The cement would hurt like a bitch. Hell, who was he kidding? The damn glass would hurt! He knew fleeting wasn't an option. The angel would have already put a halt on that shit.Letting the pack fall to the floor, Thoros rolled his eyes toward the ceiling and huffed. "Out of my way, old man. She made it clear she doesn't want me. If you didn't hear her, I can give you a recap: it was a whole lot of 'get lost'.""Old man? I'll have you know I look younger than you. Especially as of late. You should exfoliate more, and moisturize.""You knew what I meant.""That I am thousands of years old? Yes," Isaiah nodded as his lips pursed together. "I am that. That also means I probably have a lot of wisdom, and listening to me would more than likely be in your best interest.""Listening to you has done nothing but piss me off, angel.""You have to go with her. You have to know that it is difficult for her to trust you when she has thought all along that you've betrayed her."Thoros' jaw locked down tight and he spoke through his teeth as anger burst from the depths of his half-soul. "Yeah, and whose fault was that? You could have told her at any time in the three months we've spent apart that I was the one who saved her. That I am the one she is destined to be with. But no, instead, you were a coward who let her dream day and night about going in search of the lost angel, a male fate never intended her to be with!"Isaiah moved out of the way to let him pass and Thoros jumped at the chance, grabbing his duffle and rushing through the doorway. "I see. You are just going to take the easy way out? Never look back? Never see her again?""Oh, I'll see her again," he said, but didn't bother slowing down or looking at the archangel. "I'll see her every time I close my eyes.""She deserves for you to give her time, Thoros. If you truly love her, then you must know that walking away is not the answer to your problems."Thoros froze as his boot landed on the third step from the bottom of the grand staircase. Love. He allowed himself a moment to think about that word. His skin flushed hot and his foot slipped to the next step, causing him to lose his balance and having to reach out for the banister to steady himself. He believed she was his soulmate and that he wanted to be with her—but love? No. Love? Never. He had never been in love before. Was this what this horrible feeling was? And what happened if the one you allowed yourself to fall in love with didn't love you back? What the hell happens then? Right. Broken heart. That's what the horrible feeling was. Fan-fucking-tastic! He had never expected to experience it before, but he never imagined it would actually hurt. He rubbed at the center of his chest and fought the hot sting of tears that filled his eyes. He looked around him, all of a sudden dizzy. Wiping at the sheen of sweat that had broken on his brow, Thoros swallowed hard and concentrated on calming the erratic beating of his heart."Do not give up on her. Your time will come, son."He turned around and looked to the top of the stairs at Isaiah, blinking the angel into focus. "And what if it never does?" he whispered around the lump in his throat."You will know you tried and will never have any regrets where she is concerned.""I already have regrets where Josselyn is concerned. I regret ever having met her."Thoros turned and stumbled down the remaining steps, and then crossed the foyer and opened the front door."It's for the best."Isaiah didn't respond to his thought, so he took a step over the threshold and closed the door gently behind him.
For 1 day only!!! Pick up GOOD SIDE OF SIN for only .99!!!
JOSSELYN
THOROS
If you're new to the series, you can pick up 'SAVE MY SOUL' book 1 for FREE everywhere online, and you can pick up 'HELL'S GIFT' book 2 for only $2.99!!!
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Cover Reveal for Good Side of Sin
It's almost here! Good Side of Sin will be available for your kindle or nook in just a few short weeks!
For those of you not caught up on the Save My Soul series, you can pick Save My Soul - Book 1 everywhere for FREE!!! Yep! I wouldn't lie to you. Go grab it! 4.5 average out of 5 stars from 155 reviews!
I KNOW you will want to read all about Rhyan and his journey through Hell in Hell's Gift - Book 2, so go on and check out the buy links for his story on Amazon and Barnes & Noble! 4.8 average rating out of 5 stars from 60 reviews!
And now for the cover reveal of Good Side of Sin - Book 3. Are you ready?
COMING SOON! Don't miss it!
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