The Ugly VBT



The Ugly
By Alexander Boldizar
Genre: Satire/literary fiction/humor

Muzhduk the Ugli the Fourth is a 300–pound boulder–throwing mountain man from Siberia whose tribal homeland is stolen by an American lawyer out to build a butterfly conservatory for wealthy tourists. In order to restore his people’s land and honor, Muzhduk must travel to Harvard Law School to learn how to throw words instead of boulders. His anarchic adventures span continents, from Siberia to Cambridge to Africa, as he fights fellow students, Tuareg rebels, professors of law, dark magic, bureaucrats, heatstroke, postmodernists, and eventually time and space. A wild existential comedic romp, THE UGLY tells the tale of a flawed and unlikely hero struggling against the machine that shapes the people who govern our world. 
“A comedically absurd tour de force that examines the complex relationship between words and actions.” – Foreword Reviews (editor’s pick, 5 stars)
“[A] muscular critique of conflicts both intellectual and physical. A surprising treat.” — Publisher’s Weekly
“A full-on satire of contemporary law as mesmerizing and complex as something lost from Foster Wallace, yet as light in tone as A Confederacy of Dunces.” — Goodreads (#1 New Releases, Sept 2016)
“A bold and hilarious satire, a stunning debut.” — LB Book Notes

“This I A Confederacy of Dunces.” — Christoph Paul, Clash Media


About The Author: 


​Alexander Boldizar was the first post-independence Slovak citizen to graduate with a Juris Doctor degree from Harvard Law School. Since then, he has been an art gallery director in Bali, an attorney in San Francisco and Prague, a pseudo-geisha in Japan, a hermit in Tennessee, a paleontologist in the Sahara, a porter in the High Arctic, a police-abuse watchdog in New York City, an editor and art critic in Jakarta and Singapore, and a consultant on Wall Street. His writing has won the PEN/Nob Hill prize and was the Breadloaf nominee for Best New American Voices. Boldizar currently lives in Vancouver, BC, Canada, where his hobbies include throwing boulders and choking people while wearing pajamas, for which he won a gold medal at the Pan American Championships and a bronze at the World Masters Championships of Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. For several years, an online Korean dictionary had him listed as its entry for “ugly.”


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The Dragon’s Gate VBT + Giveaway

Synopsis : 

An engrossing fantasy, a high-seas adventure, an alternate history epic—this is the richly imagined and gorgeously realized second book in acclaimed author Barry Wolverton’s Chronicles of the Black Tulip, perfect for fans of The Glass Sentence and the Books of Beginning series.

A magical white jade stone and a map inscribed in bone that may be the key to an even greater mystery—this is the treasure Bren and Mouse have found buried on the Vanishing Island.

Mouse is determined to follow the map to a place called the Dragon’s Gate, convinced it will explain who she really is and the powers she possesses. Bren has had enough adventure for one lifetime and would like nothing more than to return to his father in Map. But nothing goes according to plan when the survivors of the Albatross are rescued by Lady Jean Barrett, a charismatic archaeologist with a sense of destiny.

Barrett is on a quest for the Eight Immortals, ancient artifacts she believes are buried in the tomb of China’s first emperor—the location of which has been hidden for nearly two thousand years. The only way for Bren, Mouse, and Barrett to all get what they want is to work together on a dangerous journey into the heart of China, a kingdom long closed to outsiders, where the greatest secrets about Mouse and Bren are waiting to be unveiled.

Praise for The Dragon’s Gate:

“In his signature style, Wolverton cleverly overlays intricate plotting with ancient Chinese legends and history (including the Dragon Boat Festival and the Terracotta Warriors) and creates a thrilling, fast-paced story that flies by. Fans will wait with bated breath for the third book in the trilogy.” — Kirkus

“More mystical artifacts, wild things, and mysteries more puzzling than ever. This second installment picks up right where The Vanishing Island left off, and fills in enough blanks to remind readers of Bren’s last perilous adventure. Pick this up to keep readers on the hook for the upcoming third book.”– Booklist


                                My Review : 

A very well written story. I absolutely loved it. I am looking forward to reading what happens next. I was glued to the pages of this book it was just fascinating to read about the Chinese history as well as getting to know the characters. 

A lot of action and mystery that kept me guessing and wanting more. The Author does a good job taking you on an adventure through the book. 

A great mystery book that you should definitely try. You will go on a journey to another place and find mysteries and action here and there. I hope you pick this book up. You will love it. 

10 Random Things: 

Random Things about your college years

I was terrified of having a roommate my freshman year, but today, 30 years later, he’s still a dear friend.

I had exactly one girlfriend in five years. But we are still friends and she lives in Hong Kong.

I pledged a fraternity but dropped out before initiating.

I transferred schools twice, ending up at the place I started (Rhodes College, Memphis, Tenn.)

Rhodes’s campus looks a lot like Hogwarts, and we had a campus owl. Like, a real owl that hung out in our trees.

My friends and I filmed a wrestling video in our freshman dorm.

I had a huge crush on my Shakespeare professor.

I grew three inches my freshman year.

I had a roommate my sophomore year who dipped tobacco and left spit cups all over the room.

B.B. King was at my graduation ceremony.


I have been writing for children for 20 years, helping create books, documentary television, and online content for Discovery Networks, National Geographic, the Library of Congress, Scholastic, and Time-Life Books, among others. Inspired by authors such as Lewis Carroll and Mark Twain, as well as folk tales and mythology from around the world, I love to combine wordplay and humor with dramatic plots to create rich narrative worlds for readers.

My debut novel, NEVERSINK, was named the Children’s Book of Choice by Literacy Mid-South for their Read Across America program in 2014. The first book in THE VANISHING ISLAND trilogy is available now.


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This Piece Of My Soul VBT + Giveaway

They believe love conquers
all. Until it doesn’t.


Clearing the Ice #2

Robyn M. Ryan

Releasing Jan 24th, 2017


They believe love conquers all.


One of
pro-hockey’s golden couples, Andrew and Caryn Chadwick live in the limelight
reserved for elite professional athletes. On their second anniversary, Andrew
receives an unexpected contract offer to join the Tampa Suns. As they look
forward to a new adventure, neither foresees an event that challenges their
love and threatens their marriage.


Until it doesn’t. 


A sudden
and senseless accident threatens Andrew’s life and inexplicably drives a wedge
between the couple. Shattered by the incident, paralyzed by fear that it could
happen again, Caryn finds herself at odds with her husband and unable to
provide the support he needs—at the time he is most vulnerable.

As their
perfect world crumbles, each makes choices that take Andrew and Caryn further


Distrust, fears, and secrets construct walls. This Piece of My Soul
follows the joint and separate paths the couple navigate as each hopes to rediscover
the love that can conquer all.


Although This Piece of My Soul is
the second book in the Clearing the Ice Series, it can be read as a standalone


Caryn gasped when she saw the gruesome bruise on Andrew’s leg. “Even with your pads?”

Andrew shrugged. “Pads don’t make much difference. Luckily, no bones fractured.”

Caryn could tell by his expression that he didn’t think it was a big deal. “Andrew, tell me again why you are suddenly blocking shots like this.” She gingerly felt the area around the bruise before Andrew pressed an ice pack against it.

“Coach’s system. Everyone helps out on defense. I gave up the puck in our own end. I wasn’t going to hang Eckstrom out to dry. It’s nothing, Cary.”

She sat beside him on the side of the bed. “It doesn’t make sense. Your line is the team’s top scoring and you’re all blocking shots. What if you, John or Jason break an arm or your leg? Is it worth it?”

Andrew glanced at her as he adjusted the ice pack. “Everyone’s valuable to the team. We’re expected to play the same system of defense.” He met her eyes. “I try to block correctly. I just gave up the puck to the wrong person and paid for it. I’ll be fine. I’ve seen worse in the locker room.”

“Well, I don’t want to see worse, Drew.” Cary stood and walked into the bathroom, returning with a hand towel. “Here, put this under the ice pack. I’ll get you a fresh one in a few minutes.”

Andrew shifted until he was leaning against the headboard, stretching out his legs on the bed. He patted the mattress beside him. “Come give me a proper welcome home.”

“I don’t want you to make your leg any worse.” Caryn bit back a smile as she walked around the bed, dropping pieces of clothing as she moved. She saw his gaze following each movement, and his eyes darkened when she scooted on the bed beside him.

“Oh, I think we can manage,” Andrew said as he pulled her toward him and kissed her, closing his arms around her. “Yep, I’ve definitely missed this.” He shifted until Caryn faced him.

Her leg brushed against the ice pack and she jerked away. “This is not going to work.”

Andrew reached for the pack and towel and tossed them away from the bed. “Problem solved.” Caryn opened her mouth to protest, but he cut her off with a kiss. He held her tightly against him, running his fingers lightly against her skin. She tugged at his shirt as she slipped her hands against his chest. He released her as he quickly shed the shirt, and then he rolled her onto her back. “Now, where were we?” he said as he kissed the side of her neck.

“Hmm, maybe thinking twice before blocking the next shot.” Caryn bit back a smile as Andrew pulled back, his expression reflecting his impatience.

“That’s not what I was thinking. But if that’s what you want…”

Caryn cut him off before he could complete the thought. She grasped his neck with both hands and pulled him toward her, her mouth seeking his. Capturing his kiss, she brushed her hands across his shoulders and back. Her fingers teased the waistband of his gym shorts. Andrew broke off the kiss to move his lips to her neck, gently nibbling at the skin on her lobe.

“You sure you don’t want to discuss blocking shots?”

A soft moan escaped Caryn’s mouth. “What?” she asked, her breath catching in her throat. “Just… keep… kissing me.”

She heard his low chuckle as he pulled her against him and reclaimed her lips. “Just making sure.”



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By the
time she was an eight-year-old tomboy growing up in the suburbs of Chicago, Robyn
M. Ryan
 definitely knew what she wanted to do when she grew up—play major
league baseball or write. She wrote throughout elementary and high school,
first composing novels featuring favorite TV and music personalities, and then
venturing into sports writing.


UGA’s journalism school launched her career in public relations, which included
an internship with the Atlanta Flames NHL hockey team. With the encouragement
of a writers group on twitter—WritersThatChat—This Piece of My Heart, a hockey
romance, and the first book in Robyn’s series Clearing the Ice was published
May 2016. The second book in the series, This Piece of My Soul, introduces the
Tampa Suns professional hockey team.


writing, Robyn’s passions include following the New York Rangers, NASCAR, and
the Atlanta Braves; splitting time between homes in Atlanta and Palm Coast, and
visiting Paris as often as possible. Two brilliant Westies rule both homes.

As do
many writers, Robyn chooses to write using a pseudonym—hers is a combination of
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15 Minutes VBT + Giveaway


by Larissa Reinhart


15 Minutes: A Maizie Albright Star Detective Humorous Mystery
Cozy Mystery
1st in Series
Publisher: Past Perfect Press (January 24, 2017)
Paperback: 341 pages
ISBN-13: 978-0997885323
E-Book ASIN: B01N77ZK94



#10days #findthewoman #getthejob #doNOTfallinlove

When ex-teen star Maizie Albright returns to her Southern hometown of Black Pine, Georgia, she hoped to rid herself of Hollywood tabloid and reality show hell for a new career as a private investigator. Instead, Hollyweird follows her home. Maizie’s costar crushing, but now for her gumshoe boss. Her stage-monster mother still demands screen time. Her latest rival wants her kicked off the set, preferably back to a California prison.

By entangling herself in a missing person’s case, she must reprise her most famous role. The job will demand a performance of a lifetime. But this time, the stakes are real and may prove deadly.

“I was already a huge fan of Larissa Reinhart’s “Cherry Tucker” series, but in her new mystery series, FIFTEEN MINUTES, she had me at the end of the first line: “Donuts.” Maizie Albright is the kind of fresh, fun, and feisty “star detective” I love spending time with, a kind of Nancy Drew meets Lucy Ricardo. Move over, Janet Evanovich. Reinhart is my new “star mystery writer!” — Penny Warner, Author of DEATH OF A CHOCOLATE CHEATER and THE CODE BUSTERS CLUB

“Hollywood glitz meets backwoods grit in this fast-paced ride on D-list
celeb Maizie Albright’s waning star—even as it’s reborn in a spectacular
collision with her nightmarish stage mother, her
deer-pee-scented-apparel-inventing daddy…and a murderer. Sassy, sexy, and
fun, 15 Minutes is hours of enjoyment—and a wonderful start to a fun new
series from the charmingly Southern-fried Reinhart.”
— Phoebe Fox, author of THE BREAKUP DOCTOR series

“Larissa Reinhart’s newest heroine, Maizie Albright, is at once naïve and worldly. As a former child star, she craves life in the real world by becoming a PI, just like the TV character that made her famous. Armed with humor, charm, and stubborn determination, Maizie is a breath of fresh air. I adored every second of 15 Minutes. Viva la Maizie!” — Terri L. Austin, bestselling author of the ROSE STRICKLAND MYSTERIES and the NULL FOR HIRE series.


I sat in my adorable blue Jag, pinching my thumb and breathing and doing my best to direct my thoughts toward positive affirmations. Wyatt Nash’s dark building, odorizing the night with donuts, calmed me. Which was why I hadn’t driven directly to the DeerNose cabin. My new life hadn’t started off the way I’d thought. I knew I’d need a job, but now it also looked like I needed money. 

I had lived a sheltered life. But frighteningly unsheltered in other ways. That’s what Hollywood does to you.

A rumble penetrated the donut air. The Silverado pulled into the lot beside me. Nash clambered out of his truck and strode to my car. 

I hopped out of my car, hoping Wyatt Nash was in a better mood than earlier.

“Do I need to file stalking charges, Miss Albright?”

He wasn’t in a better mood.

“Mr. Nash.” I smiled. “I wanted to tell you what I’ve learned about Sarah Waverly.”

Nash halted a few paces from me. He had changed again. Back to the jeans and a black Guns N’ Roses t-shirt that clung to his biceps and shoulders. 

My trainer would be super impressed. 

“What have you been doing?” he said.

“Hanging out at the Cove. I spoke to someone who knows Sarah Waverly. And also to some staff, but they wouldn’t tell me anything.”


“They probably worry about their jobs. If the members found out the employees gossip, they could complain and have them fired.”

“Not why wouldn’t the staff tell you anything. Why are you asking about Sarah Waverly at the Cove?”

“I wasn’t going to take the night off just because I was meeting friends. That’s how dedicated I am.”

Nash looked toward the stars and muttered a few unpleasant phrases. He lowered his gaze back to me. “What did this person who knows Sarah Waverly say?”

“She couldn’t believe Sarah would have an affair, although it sounds like David does. He’s feudal and cold and planning to divorce her anyway. I’m really worried about Sarah Waverly.”

“You don’t know Sarah Waverly so there’s no reason for you to be worried about her.”

“I worry about a lot of people I don’t know.”

“I’m sure you do.”

“Do you want me to type up what I heard for your report?”

“No. I want you to go home.” He took a long step toward me, backing me into the Jag. “Are you in cahoots with Jolene? Why did you try to keep David Waverly on as a client when I told him I was done?”

“Cahoots?” I glanced at the building, noting the unfortunate absence of light in the neon “hot & fresh” sign. “Actually, this is very awkward. But I think Jolene’s fallen into the Maizie-back-to-work-as-an-actress camp. Because she met Vicki. And Vicki is very persuasive. Now Miss Sweeney will most likely try to talk you out of hiring me. Please don’t listen to them, Mr. Nash. You need an assistant. I need training.”

He had opened his mouth at the mention of Jolene, then shut it. For a long moment, he didn’t say anything. He stepped back and turned toward the building. “Good night, Miss Albright.”

“Can I continue my surveillance of Mrs. Waverly for you?”

“Do what you like,” he said, waving a hand behind him. “As long as you stay out of my hair. And keep your celebrity business to yourself.”

I was officially on the case and out from under Vicki’s thumb. Life couldn’t get better. Except for the lack of money and repossession of my car. That kind of sucked. But silver linings and all that.

About The Author

Mystery and Maizie Albright Star Detective series. The first in the Cherry Tucker series, Portrait of a Dead Guy, is a 2012 Daphne du Maurier finalist, 2012 The Emily finalist, and 2011 Dixie Kane Memorial winner. She loves books, food, and travel in any and all combinations.

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Griffin VBT + Giveaway


by A.J. Blakemont

GENRE: Dark Urban Fantasy


“They are immortal, deadly, ruthless. I don’t belong to their dark underworld.

I won’t be a victim. Never again.”

She has nothing—not even a roof above her head. She has unimaginable powers, but these powers come at a price: she has to feed on the mental energy of human beings, killing them in the process.

Her name is Griffen and she is a newborn. She is a copy, a paranormal twin of a young woman, Letitia. Griffen is not the only one of her kind—there are others like her, living among humans or hiding underground. Romantics called them doppelgangers, ghostly twins, the harbingers of death. Scientists who know that they exist call them simulacra. They call themselves mirror souls. Who are they and what are their goals?

Lonely and desperate, hunted by her fellow mirror souls, Griffen hides in the London underground and preys on criminals. In this dark underworld, is there a place for compassion, for love?

In this action-packed paranormal thriller, dark fantasy author A. J. Blakemont will guide you on an epic journey through parallel realities toward a dramatic revelation.


My father was an engineer, my mother a botanist. They must have loved each other very much because, honestly, they had little in common. She was a Wiccan; he was a Protestant atheist (I couldn’t explain how that was even possible!).

Father’s office was designed like the cockpit of a spaceship. Each time I borrowed a book or even a pen, I had to return it exactly to the same place. I feared that if I put it elsewhere, an alarm would go off: “Alert, alert, pen number five has been misplaced!” Of course, there was no alarm, which made the room even more frightening. I had the feeling that some artificial intelligence watched my every move.

Mother’s room was the opposite: it resembled more a greenhouse than an office. Plants couldn’t just content themselves with growing from pots; they had to invade every available square inch. If we had stayed in one place for several years, the walls, the furniture, the frames of the windows would have been overgrown with vegetation.

Parents like these could only give birth to a science fiction fan. I still wonder why I didn’t grow up in a Star Trek uniform. However, genetics works in mysterious ways. From my mother, I inherited a taste for chaos, and from my father, a deep distrust of authority (spiritual or otherwise). In other words, I was an unrepentant anarchist.

One day—I was sixteen then—I had a surprise for them. In fact, I was the surprise. My black leather jacket was supposed to symbolize my intellectual independence and, at least in my imagination, was demonstrating my status of freethinker. My hairstyle, on the other hand, should have pleased my mother, as it evoked one of those exotic white flowers she was so fond of. Nevertheless, my getup didn’t send my parents into ecstasies. It did send them into an emotional state, but it wasn’t the emotion I was hoping for.

About The Author:

I am a novelist and essayist interested in all things dark and mysterious. My favorite genres are science fiction and fantasy. I am also passionate about music, mythology, and history and its mysteries. I have a degree in literature and a PhD in molecular biology, and I earn a living as a professional writer. I live near London in the UK and I am a member of the Society of Authors.


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Blood Money  VBT + Giveaway

He just might be her savior…or her downfall.


NYPD Blue & Gold #2

Tee O’Fallon

Releasing Jan 23rd, 2017

Entangled: Select Suspense

Detective Gray Yates has major trust issues. Protecting a serenely beautiful
woman hiding enough secrets to take down an entire city wasn’t something he
bargained for. She’s a loving single mother, hot as hell, and protecting her
will test every ounce of his resolve.

Alex Romano
is being blackmailed by the Pyramid—an elusive international organization of
assassins every cop in the world is after. When Alex tries severing ties with
them they refuse to let her go. The darkly dangerous detective she’s irresistibly
drawn to is her only hope of staying out of jail. He just might be her
savior…or her downfall.

efforts to maintain his professionalism, Gray can’t deny the fiery passion Alex
ignites in him. In an explosive confrontation, Alex’s lies are revealed and
Gray is faced with the most important decision of his life: trust the woman
he’s falling in love with, or arrest her.


Gray drove in silence, watching the farmland give way to thick forest. There was still a solid two hours before they reached Hopewell Springs. His mind wandered to the damage the Pyramid could inflict on a person’s life. They had murdered an FBI agent. How many others had they killed in the decades since their inception? 

“What?” Alex interrupted his thoughts. “You had a look on your face just now. The same look you always get when you’re annoyed with someone.” 

Gray glanced at her. “You know me so well?” 

“Well enough.” She laughed, a melodic sound he’d come to love. “You get that look when someone is sitting at your desk and won’t talk.” 

“You’ve been watching me?” Gray was pleased at the thought. He watched Alex constantly. Then again, all the detectives did. Hard not to.

“Well, I—I notice you from time to time.” A becoming shade of rosy pink tinted her cheeks, making her face even lovelier. “So tell me what you were thinking just now.” 

“I was thinking about how the Pyramid will always be able to find someone they can exploit. There will always be someone out there who, whether it’s due to financial need or just plain greed, will betray anyone or anything.” 

“You mean the way you think I betrayed the department…and you personally?” Alex’s voice was hard. 

Gray glimpsed anger in her eyes. Anger directed at him for not believing her. They were at an impasse, he realized. 

He didn’t trust her. He honestly didn’t know whether she’d used him or not, but he was certain she was still hiding something. Problem was, she didn’t trust him with whatever she was hiding. 

He returned his eyes to the road, but not before seeing her lean her head back against the headrest and shut her eyes tightly. She inhaled deeply and let it out on a long sigh. If Gray hadn’t been driving, he’d have done the same. 

Fate had thrown them together with the tantalizing possibility of a life together. 

Circumstances had irrevocably torn them apart. 

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Color Me Dead VBT


Color Me Dead
by Teresa Trent


Color Me Dead (Henry Park Book 1)
Self Published (January 5, 2017)
241 Pages


Artist Gabby Wolfe has the ability to see not only the beauty of the living, but the despair of the dead. When she returns to her childhood home in Henry Park Colorado, she is forced to bring along her younger brother Mitch. He is on a “break” from college where he was majoring in wine, women and song. If that isn’t enough they also have Mitch’s rambunctious beagle Luigi along who prefers to spend his days wallowing in junk food. When Gabby draws the death of a young woman before it happens, she knows she must tell someone and risk a new job and her professional credibility. Will she reveal her secret in time to save the woman in the water or will it be too late?

teresatrentAbout The Author:

Teresa Trent lives in Houston, Texas and is an award-winning mystery writer.  She writes the Pecan Bayou Mystery Series, is a regular contributor to the Happy Homicides Anthologies. Teresa is happy to add her Henry Park Mystery Series to her publishing credits with Color Me Dead, the first book in the series. Teresa has also won awards for her work in short stories where she loves to dabble in tales that are closer to the Twilight Zone than small town cozies. When Teresa isn’t writing, she is a full-time caregiver for her son and teaches preschoolers music part-time. Her favorite things include spending time with family and friends, waiting for brownies to come out of the oven, and of course, a good mystery.

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Wizardry Goes Wild VBT 

Middle Grade Fantasy

Date Published: February 20th, 2016

Publisher: Trafford

After months of living a normal life, thirteen-year-old Alyssa McCarthy faces magic again. Only this time, though, she is cursed with it, thanks to an old depressed skeleton named Errol. Alyssa’s time with her godfather, Alex, will never be the same again, as she can perform sorcery, but never control it.

                From letting out enchantments at school to creating outdoor disasters, Alyssa is bound to face consequences. She can only get rid of her powers if she can boost her confidence levels and improve her bravery. But it’s not as easy as it sounds. She must measure those abilities with a special device called a skillometer. Will she be able to get rid of her unwanted wizardry?


The scent of lavender drifted into Alyssa’s nostrils, causing her to inhale. The aroma tickled the inside of her nose. Vapor also touched her face as she lay on top of her bed. She opened her eyes, noticing the lilac-covered mist clouding around her face. Gasping, she bolted up. She turned to her window and saw that it remained shut as it had all day.

            Where did this come from? Alyssa thought.

            Her stomach knotted as she hopped off her bed. Something like this could not just happen out of nowhere—unless—it was caused by… wizardry. Alyssa raised her eyebrows as an alarm buzzed inside her head. She couldn’t believe it. It was now October—six months since people and creatures doing sorcery had left her life. And that amount of time was only the minimum amount for magic to stay out of her daily routines with everything she’d done. If not, wizardry would have just left her alone forever.

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Sunayna Prasad is a college student studying art. In her free time, she likes to write fiction. She is also the author of From Frights to Flaws, which is the first installment of the series, Alyssa McCarthy’s Magical Missions. Sunayna lives in New York with her family.


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Scheduled To Death VBT


Scheduled to Death
by Mary Feliz


Scheduled to Death (A Maggie McDonald Mystery)
Cozy Mystery
2nd in Series
Lyrical Underground (January 17, 2017)
Paperback: 236 pages
ISBN-13: 978-1601836663
Digital Ebook – ASIN: B01EQ2N1QM


Professional organizer Maggie McDonald has a knack for cleaning up other people’s messes. So when the fiancée of her latest client turns up dead, it’s up to her to sort through the untidy list of suspects and identify the real killer.

Maggie McDonald is hoping to raise the profile of her new Orchard View organizing business via her first high-profile client. Professor Lincoln Sinclair may be up for a Nobel Prize, but he’s hopeless when it comes to organizing anything other than his thoughts. For an academic, he’s also amassed more than his share of enemies. When Sinclair’s fiancée is found dead on the floor of his home laboratory—electrocuted in a puddle of water—Maggie takes on the added task of finding the woman’s murderer. To do so, she’ll have to outmaneuver the suspicious, obnoxious police investigator she’s nicknamed “Detective Awful” before a shadowy figure can check off the first item on their personal to-do list—Kill Maggie McDonald.


April scanned the room, then stood and walked past the rows of library tables, touching each one. She turned when she reached the opposite end and looked back at us. 

“Normally, when I was in here, I’d be observing the kids or getting to know them better, seeing how I could help out,” she said. “I left it to Sarah and Maggie to pay attention to the nuts and bolts. With the kids gone, there’s not much I can tell you.”

She looked pensive and stood resting her hand on Sarah’s computer. She patted it. “We can get you access to her records, if that would be useful. Or, we took pictures of the library last year for a fund-raising brochure. Would that help with any anomalies?”

Paolo shrugged. “It’s worth a look.” 

I shook my head. “I wasn’t here when the pictures were taken, but I remember Sarah looking around the room one day and snorting with laughter. There were kids sprawled everywhere. Some were asleep on their books and some lounged on the floor working on a project. She said that it wasn’t picture-perfect, but that every inch of the library was being used and she liked that. She told me about the photo shoot, and how it was all staged and clean and the kids were all nicely dressed. She guessed that the fund-raising team knew what they were doing, but said she never wanted her library to look that stiff and clean ever again. I don’t know if comparing the way it is now to the way it was for the photo shoot would do any good.” 

Paolo stood and then turned to me. “Okay, then, Maggie. You’ve seen this room more recently. Take a look and see what it tells you about Sarah.” 

I walked to Sarah’s desk, spun her chair around, sat in it, and surveyed the library. 

“It looks… like Sarah was behind in her work.” 

I pointed to the cart of books waiting to be shelved. “There are too many books here. The cart isn’t organized. Sarah liked to have the books where students could find them. Shelving books gave her an excuse to move around the room and check on the kids. If she didn’t have time to keep up with it, she would have asked a volunteer or a student for help.”

I gathered scattered mail and catalogues into a neat pile. “She normally organized her desk before she went home—especially on Friday afternoons. It made her feel ahead of the game when she walked in the door on Monday mornings. Something must have changed dramatically if she left her desk like this.” 

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Mary Feliz has lived in five states and two countries but calls Silicon Valley home. Traveling to other areas of the United States, she’s frequently reminded that what seems normal in the high-tech heartland can seem decidedly odd to the rest of the country. A big fan of irony, serendipity, diversity, and quirky intelligence tempered with gentle humor, Mary strives to bring these elements into her writing, although her characters tend to take these elements to a whole new level. She’s a member of Sisters in Crime, Mystery Writers of America, and National Association of Professional Organizers. Mary is a Smith College graduate with a degree in Sociology. She lives in Northern California with her husband, near the homes of their two adult offspring. Visit Mary online at, or follow her on Twitter @MaryFelizAuthor.


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Under Her Wings VBT 

Contemporary Romance

Date Published: June 21, 2016


Wishing for death while living through hell, Gabriella is rescued off the rocks of a Scottish loch at the lowest moment of her life by the hot, humorous Edward and the sexy, staid Liam. The two men nurse the despondent woman back to health while teaching her how to pick up the pieces of her life. Both are captivated by her and vie for her attention.

Friendships are formed and secrets revealed. One man will become her lover, while the other becomes her best friend. Together, they have a past they cannot change, a present they must live through, and a future yet to be discovered. However, every time things appear to settle down for the trio, fate deals another blow, testing their trust and faith in each other and the love they have created.

Gabriella discovers the beauty of Scotland and life anew as she learns that trust is a two-way street that can either strengthen bonds or destroy relationships. Will she accept all that she learns or continue to believe she is betraying the memories she ran from?


Chapter 1

Please Take Me

Gabriella stared out at the stormy water of Loch Snizort, five minutes away from the town of Portree on the Isle of Skye, Scotland. She sat on the edge of a cluster of boulders that were half-submerged in the loch. The spray of the water mingled with the tears streaming down her face. She was soaked, shivering, and not even aware the daylight was escaping from the night.

“Goddammit! God, if I believed in you—which I don’t—I would ask you why! Why!” She sobbed. “Why leave me? Please take me. I have nothing.” Her stomach muscles ached from the constant, racking sobs she couldn’t control.

She had contemplated suicide, but the fear that God did exist had stopped her. If by any chance an afterlife did exist, by killing herself, she would be denied the privilege of entering Heaven, of holding her beloved boys in her arms again. She would be stuck in the hell that was her never-ending existence.

It had been years—three to be exact—since her world had been turned from light to dark. Everyone had said she needed to deal with her grief, and she had tried. Regardless, it hadn’t worked.

Besides, who the fuck were they to say what stage of grief she was dealing with? What if the next stage never came, and she never recovered? Then what? Did people actually believe it was a conscious choice not to move on? Was it depression? Abso-fucking-lutely! Did seeing a shrink help? No. Did talking about it help? No. Did medication help? No, because no one seemed to understand Gabriella’s pain.

She had lost her world through no fault of her own. It was marred not just by loss, but also because of the rumours surrounding her family’s deaths …


Edward awoke to the sound of haunting sobs. A chill went up his spine, thinking if ever there were such things as ghosts, that would definitely be the sound they made. The sound triggered déjà vu in the recesses of his mind, and he searched his memory for something he couldn’t put his finger on.

The curiosity of the lost memory and the wailing sound drove him up and outside to either help whatever was making that noise or put the thing out of its misery. His mind was so busy trying to place the sounds that were haunting him that he inadvertently forgot to give Liam, his guard and best friend, a heads-up that he was leaving.

Night had descended hours ago, and even with a shirt and heavy sweater on, the chill still seeped into his bones. Combine that with the relentless sound, he was uneasy.

He cautiously walked through the gardens connected to the side door of his suite, which were stunning in the summer yet now looked lifeless and sad. He was on alert because of who he was. People were forever trying to catch him in compromising situations and always tried to take a piece of him, befriend him, and not because of friendship, but for gain. However, late April wasn’t a popular time to visit; the temperature could be downright nasty, and the sun rarely shone in the summer, let alone spring.

The inn they had chosen for its solitude was named McIntyre Country House, a beautiful, old estate that looked lonely with its regal, black roof and white exterior walls. Phone reception and Wi-Fi were on again, off again, tending to be more off.

The inn only had one other guest, and the innkeeper had tried to cancel that reservation to accommodate Edward’s privacy, but he had been unable to reach the guest in time. Instead, the owner had asked Edward if it was okay to put them on the other side of the building with the assurance they wouldn’t disturb the men. Edward had hesitantly conceded.

Just as the moon moved out from behind the clouds, the light allowed him to see.

“Good God,” he gasped.

There was a wee woman crying—no, howling—on the boulders by the loch. She must have been hurt, maybe had gotten her leg caught between the rocks, and was now crying out for help.

Edward ran at top speed then stopped just a few feet from the boulders so as not to alarm the woman curled up and cradling herself.

“Are you okay?” he asked. “Miss, are you all right?”

No answer, but her sobbing turned softer.

“I don’t want to frighten you, but I am going to join you on the boulders. Miss, can you hear me?”

Still no answer.

He approached her with caution, thinking she might have been attacked, that a man or an animal had hurt her. However, something about the sound of her agony led him to believe it wasn’t a physical pain, but something much deeper.

When Edward got closer, all sounds stopped from the woman. That frightened him more than the thought of ghosts.

Did he dare touch her? What if this was another setup to make him look bad in the eyes of the world?

Edward pushed all negative thoughts aside. He had to help her.

He touched the woman’s cheek. Holy Mother of Mary, she was either frozen, or she had died before his eyes.

“Miss …? Please, are you okay?”

Bloody hell, I have to get her warm, he thought.

Edward bent down and checked for a pulse, breathing with a sense of relief when he realized she had one. Next, he checked her body for wounds, running his hand around her skull and down her neck then checking his hands continuously for blood. Nothing. Next, he ran his hands down each arm, her torso, and finally down each of her legs. She appeared not to be bleeding or, by quick assessment, didn’t have any broken bones. His military training had its rewards, one being he was efficient in field combat first-aid.

He gently lifted the woman into his arms, which wasn’t an easy task since she was soaked to the bone. He had a dilemma. His arms were full, and if he made any sound or someone spotted him carrying a hurt woman, the press would explode and crucify him in the tabloids.

Shaking off those thoughts, he progressed carefully across the boulders; carried her quickly through the gardens; and, in mere moments, was back at the inn.

He gently laid her down on the ground and searched for his key.

Damn it to hell! He had forgotten to grab it.

He felt it before he heard the words, a gun pressed against the back of his skull. Fuck, could this night get any worse?

“Take your hand off the door and back away from the woman.”

Edward released a thankful breath.

“Liam, man, it’s me, Edward,” he whispered.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Liam cursed. “I could have blown your fucking head off. What in God’s green earth are you doing out here? And where the bloody hell did that woman come from?”

“There is something wrong, very wrong, with her,” Edward answered. “I think she’s hurt.”

Liam secured his weapon in his chest holster, gave Edward the key to both suites, and then gently lifted the woman into his arms. He had to wonder if Edward had dragged her body up from Loch Snizort. Had she almost drowned, or had she been trying to commit suicide?

Whatever had happened to this woman, Liam couldn’t even fathom. She was soaked and frozen. They needed to get herinside, and Edward out of sight.

Liam walked through Edward’s suite and told him to unlock the connecting door into his own. Once there, Liam laid the woman on the chesterfield. Even in an emergency, he had enough sense to do his job and protect Edward first. He also had to consider any gossip that could surround Edward, especially if anyone knew there was an unconscious woman in their lodgings.

After re-establishing she had a pulse, first-aid 101 stated she needed to be warmed up as quickly as possible. Therefore, Liam instructed Edward to go into his closet and grab his workout clothes, consisting of sweat pants, a T-shirt, and a hooded sweatshirt. Liam also wanted towels.

Liam looked down at the girl and assessed her age to be mid- to late-twenties. She looked like a drowned rat with herlong, dark hair hanging in wet clumps around her delicate, tiny face. Her bone structure was fine and reminded him of a bird. Her skin was a grey colour, wrinkled, wet, and goose bumps covered every inch. Her lips were purple, and she had dark circles under her eyes that made her look even younger. Liam noticed all this as he started to remove her clothing.

He tried to give her as much dignity as he could, which wasn’t an easy task when the jeans were so wet they clung toher like a second skin. Regardless, he finally managed to peel the pants off along with a turquoise lace thong. The woman’s lady bits were hairless, much like the slags from porn movies.

Liam, feeling a little guilt and shame for noticing, and quickly averted his eyes, moving on to pull her coat and sweater off. As he did, he couldn’t help noticing she had on a matching turquoise bra that he removed to reveal her shapely breasts. What really knocked the breath out of his lungs were the stretch marks and scars that lay all over her lower belly. This young woman was someone’s mum, and it was his responsibility now to make sure she was reunited with her loved ones.

Why was she alone, wet, and nearly frozen to death? Where was her family?

Edward approached with the items Liam had requested, but before he reached the girl, Liam stopped him.

“Throw the clothes and wait until I cover her.”

“Really, Liam? Sod the fuck off. She isn’t the first female I have seen naked.”

“But she is someone’s mum, and if it were Raven, she would have been devastated by one strange man seeing hernaked, let alone two.”

At the mention of Raven, Edward stopped dead in his tracks, tossed the clothing, and turned his back. Liam very rarely mentioned Raven, so this meant something to him.

Liam worked quickly and efficiently to warm and dress the mysterious woman. Now all tucked in the chesterfield with his clothing swimming on her tiny frame and blankets wrapped around her, she appeared to be resting peacefully.

Liam turned to Edward. “Where did the lass come from? Who is she? And why did you not call me to give assistance?”

Edward painstakingly retold the tale of the last forty-five minutes, wondering why things always happened to him.

Liam wouldn’t call the authorities or Scotland Yard yet, not until they were certain the young woman wanted or needed police help. He wanted Edward far away from whatever was going on. Nevertheless, they would have to wait to get answers when she awoke.

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Anne Marie Citro grew born and raised in the greater Toronto area of Ontario, Canada. She grew up in a large, loving family. Anne Marie is married to a very patient man. He is the love of her life. They have four very cool sons, and the girls they brought into their family that have become daughters of her heart. She has been blessed enough to finally have a beautiful granddaughter after four sons. She has her own personal gaggle of girlfriends, who enrich her life on a daily basis and make her laugh. Caesar Friday is her favourite day of the week. Caesars with the girls and date night with her hubby. She works with special-needs teenagers, that have taught her how to appreciate life and see it through gentler eyes. Anne Marie was encouraged by her husband to follow her life long dream to write. She loves the characters that take over imagination and haunts her dreams. She loves the arts and she has tried her hand at painting, wood sculpting, chainsaw carving, wood burning, metal and wire sculptures. Yes, her husband is a very patient man! Anne Marie is an avid reader and enjoys about three books per week. But nothing makes her happier then riding on the back of her husband’s Harley and  throwing her arms out and feeling the wind race by. Anne Marie and her husband take a few weeks every year to travel to spectacular destination around the world. Anne Marie is excited and can’t wait to see what the next chapter holds for her life.and enjoys about three books per week. 


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