#CoverReveal : When the Roses Die by Sheritha Singh @evernightpub #WhentheRosesDie #Fantasy

Hello readers! I’m happy to share cover for When the Roses Die by Sheritha Singh.  It’s an interracial fantasy YA romance with a beauty/beast flare releasing today. Check out interesting synopsis and beautiful cover in this post.

When the Roses Die by Sheritha Singh
Publisher : Evernight Publishing
Genre : fantasy / YA romance


Why must fairy tale romances be so complicated?

When sixteen-year-old Sana learns her crush is a shape-shifting beast in hiding, and she’s a descendant of the Coven that can either save or destroy him, she’s forced to make a choice that will determine their
future—if she accepts her destiny.

With the coven on their trail, Sana and Kiaan escape to the Underworld where they must destroy the Blederz and save the surviving Dark Beings from the coven’s reign of terror. But when the roses in Silver Moon valley start dying out, Kiaan’s beast may just not survive.

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#CoverReveal : Death In Smoke (The Cape Mysteries Book 2) by Barbara Elle @barbaraelleauth @LoveBooksGroup #Lovebookstours

Hello readers! I’m excited to be part of the cover reveal for Death In Smoke (The Cape Mysteries Book 2) by Barbara Elle, organized by  Love Books Group. Check out book details and the cover in this post. 

Death In Smoke (The Cape Mysteries Book 2) by Barbara Elle
Genre: psychological thriller


She stumbled on a bloodied body buried in a snowbank. Will a cold case in Kansas lead her to the killer?

Against a canvas of crime and murder, artist and detective Leila Goodfriend investigates two brutal murders that happened a thousand miles—and decades apart. 

As she unravels the truth about these two violent killings, she tracks a trail of blood and revenge, littered with smoke screens and stone relics of a perilous past. From Cape Cod to a casino in Kansas, Leila has to trust her instincts. And her developing relationship with Detective John Grace is put to a new, dangerous test. 

Despite the detective’s warnings, Leila puts her life at risk, obsessed with proving her friend’s innocence, at least of murder. 

She exposes new suspects and clues, and in the end, reveals a dark, deadly secret from her own past.

Death In Smoke, the new psychological thriller from acclaimed author Barbara Elle, takes readers on an inner and physical journey across time, challenging your assumptions about what is truth—what remains a mystery. 

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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/49906431-death-in-smoke

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In her stunning debut thriller, Death In Vermilion (The Cape Mysteries Book 1), acclaimed author Barbara Elle paints a clever and twisted picture of women and sisters, whose lives are entwined by a brutal murder in a Cape Cod town. Who can you trust?

Now, Death In Smoke (The Cape Mysteries Book 2) asks what’s the connection between a bloodied body buried in a snow bank on a remote island off the Cape and a cold case in Kansas? Can artist and amateur sleuth Leila Goodfriend solve this new mystery?

Barbara Elle fell in love with books and writing at a young age, honing her writing chops as a copywriter at major publishers publishers and as a freelance journalist.

Growing up in Boston, but she became a New Yorker as an adult. Her writing draws on people and places she remembers, setting The Cape Mysteries on Cape Cod, a place of memories. 

Barbara Elle continues collecting characters and plots, often traveling the world with her touring musician husband, bass player and musical director for rock and roll icon Cyndi Lauper. In her travels, Barbara has explored Buddhist temples in Beijing, crypts in Vienna and Kabuki Theater in Tokyo. 

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#BlogTour #Excerpt : Aegyir Rises by Amanda Flee @amanda_fleet1 @LoveBooksGroup #Lovebookstours

Hello Readers! Today I’m sharing an excerpt from Aegyir Rises by Amanda Flee as part of blog tour, organized by Love Books Group. Check out the excerpt and book details in this post. 

Guardians of The Realm 1: Aegyir Rises by Amanda Flee
Genre: Urban Fantasy


Reagan Bennett has always felt like an outsider. Left at the doors of a hospital at birth, her relationship with her adopted family hasn’t been easy. Especially when one of them almost killed her. Now he’s due to be released from prison and Reagan’s settled world is about to be turned upside-down. But not by him.

Something else – something much older, much darker – is also about to be freed. Something that believes Reagan is an arch enemy, and is obsessed with destroying her.

All of her life, Reagan has dreamed of living in another place – The Realm. Can these dreams really be memories? If so, who is Reagan Bennett?

Reagan needs to figure out who her enemy is, before they slaughter everyone she loves. And to do that, she needs to figure out who she really is.


I perched at my desk on reception at the gym, name badge on my chest, enough war-paint on to feel secure but not so much it would scare the customers. Most of the clients knew me anyway and there weren’t usually many newcomers appearing in an afternoon. On the desk, only marginally concealed from sight, lay my sketchbook. In the long stretches between answering the phone or clients arriving, I doodled ideas for the brief I’d been sent. Even if Billy caught me doing it, he wouldn’t be upset. I crossed out most of the ideas – they were too spiky or dark. Had too much edge to them. A bit like me. Finn popped by a couple of times to bring me coffees but he was fairly solidly booked for training sessions in the afternoon.

I’d just finished jotting some notes when brakes squealed outside the gym, followed by a loud thump and screams. I scooted around to the door to peer out. An elderly man had been knocked down by a car and a group mustered around him. My heart quickened. The man didn’t look in great shape.

“He stepped out in front of me!” A pale man stared helplessly at the prone figure on the pavement, his car door open.

I rushed outside. “Has someone called an ambulance?” I crouched down to press my fingers against the man’s neck and found a weak flutter there.

Someone at my shoulder said that they had and that the ambulance was on its way. Cold drizzle seeped into the man’s lightweight coat and I grimaced. His skinny frame would chill rapidly.

“I’m going to get some towels from inside to try to keep him warm until the ambulance gets here,” I said. “Does anyone have a brolly to keep him dry?”

I rushed inside, told one of the other staff what was going on and grabbed an armful of towels. When I got back outside, the driver was standing next to the car, wringing his hands, and the gaggle of pedestrians around the man on the pavement had grown. Two people held umbrellas over him. I draped the towels over him, talking to him, but there was no response and my heart lurched. I chewed my lip, my breathing uneven, not sure what else I could do to help. Blood stained the side of his head and he looked as if he’d crumpled in the middle.

The distant sound of sirens caught my attention and I looked up. Straight into the red glowing eyes of someone… something that hadn’t been there a moment earlier. It seemed as surprised as me when our eyes met. Shadows writhed, making a shape. The eyes peered out from what seemed to be a cloak with a hood, but most of the form was swirling and indistinct. It pressed a long, bony finger to the place where its lips would be, as if to shush me, and bent back to the old man. Wide-eyed, I watched as the thing reached into the man’s chest and retrieved a small glowing ball of yellowish light. It drew the ball of light into its cloak where the shadows extinguished it. The wraith-like figure stared at me for a second longer and then vanished.

The paramedics arrived, elbowing people out of the way, including me. Their faces turned grave as they examined the man. They were too late. The police arrived, and a flurry of activity swarmed through the gym as the police used it as a place to take witness statements. The dead man was taken away in a body bag.

A youngish policeman called me forward to give my statement and I perched on the chair, threading my fingers through each other.

“I didn’t see the accident,” I said. “I heard the brakes go and then a thump, but I was on the reception desk. The old man was already on the ground when I went out.”

“Do you know if he was still alive then?”

I gulped, nodding. “I could feel a weak pulse in his neck. I got the towels to try to keep him warm.”

He scribbled in his notebook. A large, raggy-edged plaster wrapped his thumb, grubby over the knuckle and with a disconcerting, rusty stain over the pad of the thumb. “Did you see anything else?”

My heart banged against my ribs. Yes. “Er, no. The paramedics arrived and we were all told to move away.”

The policeman asked me a couple of other things, made brief notes, and let me return to reception.

I settled on my stool, my hands still shaking, my mind running back over everything. What the hell had that thing been? And when it took the light out of the old man, was that why he died? Had it killed him? My head was too full of what had happened to be able to concentrate on my design. While it was fresh in my mind, I turned to a clean page in my sketchbook and drew what I’d seen, storyboarding it out: man hit by car; man gravely ill; strange wraith-like creature; it shushing me; the ball of light. No one else had seen it, I was certain.

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Amanda Fleet is a physiologist by training and a writer at heart. She spent 18 years teaching science and medicine undergraduates at St Andrews University, but now uses her knowledge to work out how to kill people (in her books!). She completed her first degree at St Andrews University and her doctorate at University College, London.

She has been an inveterate stationery addict since a child, amassing a considerable stash of fountain pens, ink, and notebooks during her lifetime. These have thankfully come in useful, as she tends to write rather than type, at least in the early stages of writing a book.

Amanda started out writing crime and thrillers, and was awarded a “Crime in the Spotlight” slot at Bloody Scotland in 2016. More recently, she has shifted her focus to urban fantasy. 2020 will see the publication of her urban fantasy trilogy “The Guardians of The Realm”.

During her time at St Andrews, she worked with the College of Medicine in Blantyre, Malawi. While in Malawi, she learned about the plight of the many street children there and helped to set up a Community Based Organisation that works with homeless Malawian children to support them through education and training – Chimwemwe Children’s Centre. It was this experience that helped to inspire the Malawian aspects in her first novel “The Wrong Kind of Clouds”, though, of course, the book is entirely fictional.

She is also the author of “Lies That Poison” – a psychological thriller.

Amanda lives in Scotland with her husband, where she can be found writing, walking, and running.

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#BlogTour #Excerpt : The Coronation by Justin Newland #JustinNewland @LoveBooksGroup @matadorbooks

Hello Readers! I’m happy to share a excerpt from The Coronation by Justin Newland as part of blog tour, organized by Love Books Group. Check out the excerpt and book details in this post. 

The Coronation by Justin Newland
Publication Date: December 1st 2019
Genre: Historical fantasy


It is 1761. Prussia is at war with Russia and Austria. As the Russian army occupies East Prussia, King Frederick the Great and his men fight hard to win back their homeland.

In Ludwigshain, a Junker estate in East Prussia, Countess Marion von Adler celebrates an exceptional harvest. But this is soon requisitioned by Russian troops. When Marion tries to stop them, a Russian Captain strikes her. His Lieutenant, Ian Fermor, defends Marion’s honour, but is stabbed for his insubordination. Abandoned by the Russians, Fermor becomes a divisive figure on the estate.

Close to death, Fermor dreams of the Adler, a numinous eagle entity, whose territory extends across the lands of Northern Europe and which is mysteriously connected to the Enlightenment. What happens next will change the course of human history…

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This extract is from Chapter 51. It’s from the point of view of Marion, Countess von Adler. With Christoph, her assistant, and Kadow, the coachman, they are searching for Marion’s daughter, Sisi, and for Manfred, a skinner, who they think knows where she is hiding. 

Christoph wore a look of utter bewilderment. His hunchback seemed more accentuated than ever. He asked, “What is this place?”

She read the sign on the lintel above the white door:

“The Chambers for the Furious.

Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here.”

“I’d no idea they were like this,” Christoph said.

“They’re possessed by evil spirits,” Kadow murmured. “I don’t know if I can face these demons.”

“Listen, you must; if Sisi is in there, we must get her out. If not, then Manfred must tell us what he knows.” She was not going to turn back.

Neither Christoph nor Kadow made a move.

“Then I’ll go in there,” she snapped.

The white door creaked as she opened it. She ducked under the lintel. As she stepped into the Löbenicht Lunatic Asylum, she was struck by a blinding light. She pulled the muslin scarf further down over her eyes. No difference! All she could see were black spots, pulsing in and out, like she had accidentally looked directly into the sun and been blinded by its piercing incandescence.

“Help me,” she mumbled. “I can’t see.” She felt vulnerable and just when Sisi needed her most.

“Your Excellency, let’s go back to the main hospital,” Christoph suggested.

“No, we carry on,” she insisted. “We find Sisi. We must. Christoph, take my hand, yes, that’s it. Tell me everything you see.”

“Yes, Your Excellency,” he said. “We’re standing in the middle of a long, curved corridor, which gives way to about twenty cells on each side. Thank the Lord, the cell doors are locked.”

“Can we see inside the cells?” she asked.

“We can, they have viewing slits,” Christoph told her.

“Good,” she said. “Check every one.”

She heard a slit pulled across. She assumed Christoph was looking inside a cell.

“Was she in there?” she asked.

“No, she wasn’t in that one.” His voice was tremulous.

What a relief. Or was it? “Are there no staff?” she asked.

“I’ll see if I can find one,” Kadow said.

“And look for Manfred at the same time,” she called after him.

“I will do that, Your Excellency,” Kadow replied and she heard the sound of his footsteps recede into the distance.

This temporary blindness was hugely frustrating. “Christoph, you are my eyes, speak to me.”

“The corridor is dark, gloomy. My, this is a godforsaken place.” His voice was shot with trepidation.

“Manfred may not be here, but we are,” she said. “I am going to find my daughter.”

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Justin Newland writes history with a supernatural bent. His novels are The Genes of Isis, an epic fantasy set under Ancient Egyptian skies, and The Old Dragon’s Head, a historical fantasy played out in the shadows of the Great Wall of China. He lives with his partner in Somerset, England.

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#BookPromo #Spotlight : Hiding in the Plain Sight @eoghanegan @LoveBooksGroup

Hello readers! Today we are celebrating the release of Hiding in Plain Sight by Eoghan Egan. The official launch is on the 11th of January in Ireland and you are cordially invited. Your invitation below, for now here is more information about the book and the author.

Hiding in the Plain Sight
Genre: Irish Crime Fiction


A vicious serial killer roams the Irish Midlands, with his sights set on the next victim. 

A successful businessman has found the perfect recipe for getting away with murder.

No bodies, no evidence.

No evidence, no suspect.

High art and low morals collide when graduate Sharona Waters discovers a multi-million euro art scam in play. She delves in, unwittingly putting herself on a direct trajectory with danger as the killer accelerates his murder spree.

When Sharona gets drawn into the killer’s orbit, she peels away his public persona and exposes the psychopath underneath. Suddenly, the small town has no hiding place…

About Author:

A native of Co. Roscommon, Eoghan studied Computer Programming in college, works in Sales Management & Marketing, but his passion for reading and writing remains.

Eoghan’s work got shortlisted for the 2018 Bridport Short Story Prize, and Listowel’s 2019 Bryan McMahon Short Story Award Competition. His novel was a contender in literary agent David Headley’s opening chapter Pitch Competition, and during March 2019, Eoghan’s entry won Litopia’s Pop-Up Submission.

A graduate of Maynooth University’s Creative Writing Curriculum, and Curtis Brown’s Edit & Pitch Your Novel Course, Eoghan’s novel Hiding in Plain Sight – the first in a crime fiction trilogy based around the Irish Midlands – will be available in paperback and audio on January 11th 2020.


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Twitter handle: @eoghanegan


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