logo
Wrong email address or username
Wrong email address or username
Incorrect verification code
back to top
Search tags: Tour-Stop
Load new posts () and activity
Like Reblog Comment
show activity (+)
text 2017-03-23 12:39
Blog Tour Stop for Of Cinder and Bone by Kyoko M with Excerpt and Giveaway

   

 

Today’s stop is for Kyoko M’s Of Cinder and Bone. We will have info about the book and author, and a great excerpt from the book, plus a great giveaway. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaway. Happy Reading :) 

 


AbtheB

 

 

 
 
After centuries of being the most dangerous predators on the planet, dragons were hunted to extinction. That is, until Dr. Rhett “Jack” Jackson and Dr. Kamala Anjali cracked the code to bring them back. Through their research at MIT, they resurrected the first dragon anyone has seen alive since the 15th century. There’s just one problem.
Someone stole it.
Caught between two ruthless yakuza clans who want to clone the dragon, Jack and Kamala brave the dangerous streets of Tokyo to steal their dragon back in a race against time before the world is taken over by mutated, bloodthirsty monsters that will raze it to ashes.
Of Cinder and Bone is an all-new sci-fi thriller from the author of the Amazon bestselling Black Parade novels. Don’t miss out on this explosive first-in-series!
 
 

goodreads-badge-add-plus-

 

 

Buy Link 

 

 

amazonBig

 

 

Excer

 

 

“Yep, this is exactly where I thought I’d be at this point in my life,” Jack sighed, pulling on yet another pair of latex gloves as he stared forlornly at the reeking dumpster. “Ass-deep in garbage.” “We lead a charming life,” Kamala agreed. “At least the manager was kind enough to let us do this without a fight. Technically, we’re supposed to wait for the police.” “Not enough time on the clock for that. We’ll work out the details later.” Jack cleared his throat and cast her a sidelong glance, smirking. “Ladies first?” Kamala sent him a glare that could curdle milk. His smirk widened into a grin before he tossed both large black lids back and heaved himself up over the side. He landed and wobbled for a moment before shuddering as the stench of rotten food swallowed him whole. He breathed through his mouth in shallow bursts, his eyes tearing, and managed to keep his breakfast down after a moment. “Yep,” he said weakly, offering Kamala his arm. “Charming, indeed.” She climbed in next to him and they carefully rooted through the trash, checking for any bits of electronics in case the laptop had been disassembled before being tossed. “What are the odds that we’ll find it in this mess?” “We probably have a better chance of growing wings and flying around the city,” Jack said, grimacing as he tossed a half-filled macchiato aside. “But the devil’s in the details. There is no perfect crime. If Okegawa was on a deadline, he might have been in a rush. Being in a rush means making mistakes. That’s all we need. Just one mistake to catch him.” They searched for the better part of half an hour before Kamala heard a suspicious crunching sound beneath her covered boots. She shifted a few things aside and found a long white cord. She tugged sharply on it and the battery charger for a MacBook laptop popped free, swinging in her hand. She met Jack’s gaze and they both tore through the trash surrounding that spot. A moment later, Kamala’s hands closed on Jack’s laptop. “Hello, beautiful,” Jack said, wiping grime and gunk off of it. “Leave it closed. I’m sure the garbage probably did a number on any evidence on the outside, but there might be fibers or hairs between the keyboard and the screen. Nice work, Dr. Anjali.” She flashed him a grin, handed it to him, and turned to exit the dumpster. She stopped after only a step. Jack realized why a second later. “Konnichiwa,” Okegawa said pleasantly, his smile off-setting the silenced Beretta .9mm in his large hand. “Ogenki desu ka?” “We’ve been better,” Kamala said, slowly raising her hands. Jack did the same, but he inched towards her in an attempt to block Okegawa’s line of sight. “Relax, Jackson,” Okegawa drawled, his tone almost bored. “I have no intention of hurting ojō-sama.” “Well, you tossed my apartment and now you have a gun pointed at us,” Jack said. “You understand my concern.” “Of course. The gun is merely insurance. If I wanted you dead, I could have had it done already. I think you know that, as smart as you are.” Jack narrowed his eyes. “Then what do you want?” “A distraction. That’s why I left the laptop for you to find. It gave me time to break into your car and take the other laptop. I’ve been trying to get it for days, but ojō-sama takes it with her everywhere, unlike you.” Kamala clenched her jaw. “How long have you been following us?” Okegawa shrugged. “Not long. Had to get everything prepped and tie up loose ends.” “Is that what we are now? Loose ends? It’s broad daylight, man. You can’t just shoot us and walk away. Hell, you’ve probably only got another thirty seconds before one of the Starbucks employees empties the trash and sees you.” “Hai. That’s why you’re going to toss me the laptop.” “Or you’ll shoot me?” What little light there was in Okegawa’s brown eyes sputtered out. “Hai.” “You just said you didn’t want me dead.” Another dispassionate shrug. “I’d prefer not to, but if you push me, I will retaliate.” “Jack,” Kamala whispered. He glanced at her. She kept her eyes on Okegawa, but her tone was enough. He exhaled and tossed Okegawa the laptop. It landed at his feet, shattering several pieces over the concrete with a loud crash. Okegawa flinched on instinct, his eyes snapping towards it for a split second. Kamala took her Taser out of her pocket and shot it at Okegawa. Okegawa screamed as the electrified prongs hit him. Jack pulled Kamala down into the dumpster as the gun went off twice, tearing two chunks out of the wall where he’d been standing. They both lay panting in the garbage heap as they heard a thud and then nothing. Jack motioned for her to stay put and slowly rose to his knees, peeking over the rim of the dumpster. Okegawa lay on the ground, twitching occasionally, his eyes shut, teeth clenched, the gun lying several feet away. Jack scooped Kamala up in his hands with a hysterical laugh, holding her above his head. “You. Are. Freaking. Brilliant.”

 

 

Abouttheauth

 

 

 

 

Kyoko M is an author, a fangirl, and an avid book reader. Her debut novel, The Black Parade, has been on Amazon's Bestseller List at #5 in the Occult Horror category. She has a Bachelor of Arts in English Lit degree from the University of Georgia, which gave her every valid excuse to devour book after book with a concentration in Greek mythology and Christian mythology. When not working feverishly on a manuscript (or two), she can be found buried under her Dashboard on Tumblr, or chatting with fellow nerds on Twitter, or curled up with a good Harry Dresden novel on a warm central Florida night. Like any author, she wants nothing more than to contribute something great to the best profession in the world, no matter how small.

 

Links

 

Website *** Facebook *** Twitter *** Amazon *** Goodreads

 

 

 

GA

 

 

a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

 

 

BS

 

mar 14- kickoff at The Silver Dagger Scriptorium

mar 14- Bound 2 Escape

mar 14- MommaBear's Book Blog

mar 15- Books Dreams Life

mar 15- Sapphyria's Book Reviews

mar 15- Teatime and Books

mar 16- Books and Spoons

mar 16- The Book Town

mar 16- CGB Blog Tours

mar 17- The Bookworm Chronicles

mar 17- Tales of a WannaBe Superhero Mom

mar 17- Angels With Attitudes Book Reviews

mar 20- Lisa- Queen of Random

mar 20- Turning Another Page

mar 20- Just A Little R&R

mar 21- Yah Gotta Read This

mar 21- Jazzy Book Reviews

ma 21- The Reading Spot

mar 21- Ramblings of a Coffee Addicted Writer

mar 22- Anna Del C Dye – GUEST POST

mar 22- The Cheshire Cat's Looking Glass

mar 22- Lucky 13 Book Reviews and News

mar 22- Stormy Nights Reviewing and Bloggin

mar 23- SnoopyDoo's Book Reviews

mar 23- The Avid Reader

mar 23- The Authors Blog

mar 24- Sourpuss Reviews – GUEST POST

mar 24- Julayn Adams Books and Reviews

mar 24- Laurie's Thoughts and Reviews

mar 27- CelticLady's Reviews – GUEST POST

mar 27- Independant Books – REVIEW

mar 27- A Mama's Corner of the World

mar 27- Traci Hayden

mar 28- Mello & June

mar 28- Romance That's 'Out of This World' – GUEST POST

mar 28- The Bookworm Lodge

Source: snoopydoosbookreviews.com/blog-tour-stop-cinder-bone-kyoko-m-excerpt-giveaway
Like Reblog Comment
show activity (+)
text 2017-03-21 12:32
Blog Tour Stop For Dirty Deeds by AJ Nuest with Giveaway

 

Today’s stop is for AJ Nuest’s Dirty Deeds. We will have info about the book and author, plus a great giveaway. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaway. Happy Reading :) 

 


AbtheB

 

 

An Eye for an Eye As owner of Dirty Deeds, a tech-savvy company specializing in the age-old art of revenge, Eden Smith knows first-hand that secrecy is critical. But when a dead body washes up on the shores of Lake Michigan clutching her business card, Eden’s well-constructed world begins to fall apart. Apparently, she’s not the only one with a passion for payback, and staying alive to outsmart a killer has become her most important job of all.   A Game for a Game Hardened homicide detective Kelly Riordan is convinced Eden Smith is hiding more than she’s willing to admit. Years on the force have taught him that nothing is what it seems, and that couldn’t be truer than when it comes to investigating the alluring owner of a revenge-for-hire business. But revealing her past could put everything Eden has worked for in jeopardy. And trusting a man like Riordan goes against the very instincts that have kept her alive this long.

 

goodreads-badge-add-plus-

 

 

Buy Links

 

amazonBig

Abouttheauth

 

Multi-published, award-winning author and editor AJ Nuest resides in Northwest Indiana with her loving husband, two beautiful children, and a bevy of spoiled pets. Her four-part serial fantasy romance, The Golden Key Chronicles, was recently named the RONE Time Travel Romance of 2015 by InD’tale Magazine, and her contemporary romantic comedy, She’s Got Dibs, won First Place in the Heartland Romance Author’s Show Me the Spark! Contest, 2013. 
 
 
GA
 

a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

BS

feb 24- kickoff at The Silver Dagger ScriptoriumGUEST POST

feb 24- Fabulous and Brunette- GUEST POST

feb 24, 27- Tome Tender- REVIEW

feb 24- Up Til Dawn Book Blog GUEST POST

feb 27-- Lisa-Queen of Random

feb 27- Romance Novel Giveaways- GUEST POST

feb 27 The Book Town

feb 28- The Blackwood Blog

feb 28- Wonderful World of Books

mar 1- Bound 2 Escape

mar 1- MommaBear's Book Blog

mar 2- The Avid Reader

mar 2- A Bluestocking's Place

mar 3- The Authors Blog

mar 3- Traci Hayden

mar 6- A Writer's Life

mar 6- Books Dreams Life

mar 7- Lucky 13 Book Reviews and News

mar 7- Teatime and Books

mar 8- Tales of a WannaBe Superhero Mom

mar 8- Lisa Loves Literature

mar 9- Laura's Interests- GUEST POST

mar 9- Jazzy Book Reviews

mar 10- Julayn Adams Books and Reviews

mar 10- The Reading Spot

mar 13- Shh, I Am Reading- GUEST POST

mar 13- Secret Cravings

mar 14- Breaking Genre

mar 14- TMBA Corbett Tries To Write

mar 15- The Bookworm Lodge

mar 15- CelticLady's Reviews

mar 16- US Brazil Book Reviews

mar 16- The Bookworm Chronicles

mar 17- A Mama's Corner of the World

mar 17- Stormy Nights Reviewing and Bloggin

mar 20- Turning Another Page

mar 20- Yah Gotta Read This

mar 21- SnoopyDoo's Book Reviews

mar 21- Ramblings of a Coffee Addicted Writer

mar 22- Sapphyria's Book Reviews

mar 23- Angels With Attitudes Book Reviews

mar 24- Mello & June, It's A Book Thang

 

 

Source: snoopydoosbookreviews.com/blog-tour-stop-dirty-deeds-aj-nuest-giveaway
Like Reblog Comment
show activity (+)
text 2017-03-20 12:27
Blog Tour Stop for The Eyewitness by Nancy Weeks with Excerpt and Giveaway

 

Today’s stop is for Nancy Weeks’s The Eyewitness. We will have info about the book and author, and a great excerpt from the book, plus a great giveaway. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaway. Happy Reading :) 

 


AbtheB

 

 
Fans of TV’s Blue Bloods will love this dynamic new suspense series.
Maryland PD forensic scientist Emersyn D’Azzo has an explosive past with her father’s younger, sexy partner, Detective Alec Pearce. Then an ill-timed kiss destroys the thin line of trust between her and her dad, just before tragedy strikes and someone guns down her father.
The fatal bullet turns out to be tied to the ongoing spree of random sniper kills across the state, but Emersyn knows this wasn’t a random act of violence and is determined to find the killer.
To do so, she’ll need to rely on help from Alec, whom she doesn’t quite trust but just can’t resist. When they discover a connection to a decades-old disappearance of a college student, their investigation takes a deadly twist. Can they learn to trust each other with their hearts to save their lives?
 

goodreads-badge-add-plus-

 

 

Buy Link 

amazonBig

 

Excer

 

Ted edged in closer. “You can take a few moments for one dance.” He eyed Tessa. “You don’t mind if I borrow your sister, do you?”

“But I do.”

The deep, masculine voice sent an arousing jolt right into Emersyn’s core. And damn it to hell, her mouth went dry, making it impossible to swallow. She fingered her straw then took a deep drink. This time she welcomed the burning chill against her lungs. Detective Alec Pearce had a knack for showing up at her worst moments. Why the hell was he here?

Ted moved away from her as if he’d been burned. “Alec, good to see you.”

“You do know you’re hitting on my partner’s daughter, right, Ted?”

“Just asking her for a dance.”

Emersyn glanced between the two; she actually preferred Ted’s company to the man who seemed to go out of his way to make her crazy.

Alec reached for her hand and set it in his palm. “Actually, she promised this dance to me. They’re playing our song.”

The muscles in her body tensed as her fingernails dug into his skin. “I don’t—”

“Music is on, Em. Shall we?” His other hand went around her waist, and he gave her a swift yank.

“Jerkball, let go,” she hissed in his ear.

His grip tightened. “It’s just one dance. Play nice.”

Alec escorted Emersyn to the small dance floor near the bandstand. Every instinct in her wanted to slap his arrogant expression right into next week, but that would make a scene. It was what half the bar expected the instant he got within striking distance. They were all waiting for her to let loose. But this was a new day, a new diploma, new job, new Emersyn. Emotions in check.

“My name is Emersyn. I would think you would remember something so simple.”

Alec’s face lit with a grin as his arms brought her close and their bodies began to move to the music. She shot a glare at Tessa, pleading for her to do something. Instead, her sister, the traitor, took another sip of Emersyn’s drink, lifted it in a toast, and rotated in her seat.

A chuckle came from deep in Alec’s throat. “Tessa likes me. You can thank me now.”

“I can also knee you where the sun doesn’t shine.”

He lifted her chin with his thumb. “Now that wasn’t nice. I sacrificed a night with that blonde”—he nodded to a beautiful woman sitting at the end of the bar—“just to keep Lecher Ted from hitting on you … again.”

“What makes you think I needed rescuing?”

“Oh please, Tessa, make the creep go away. I’m ever so sweet and don’t want to hurt the poor jerk’s feelings.”

She yanked out of Alec’s hold, but he was ready and moved her back into his arms without missing a beat.

“Relax. I’m teasing.”

“You are such an ass.”

His lips brushed over her ear. “Enjoy our moment, Em.”

Impossible. They had more layers of misunderstanding between them than her mother’s chocolate cake, heated words that couldn’t be unheard and arguments with no closure.

After her father had mentioned at dinner that Alec was joining them for dessert, she’d jumped at Tessa’s offer to buy her a drink at the tavern. It was the perfect place to hide out. A lone wolf like Alec wouldn’t be caught dead in the crowded, noisy bar. But here he was. She’d run but not far enough.

“I’m sorry I missed your graduation ceremony, but I have a little something for you,” he whispered.

“You didn’t need to do that.”

“I’m proud of you.”

The words sounded so genuine. “Dad seems resigned to the idea of me at least working alongside cops, if not as a cop.”

“Joe doesn’t want you anywhere near the job. But you found a way around that. Instead of crawling in the gutter looking for the worst mankind has to offer, you’re picking through what they left behind.”

She halted in the middle of the dance floor. “You think that’s why I became a forensic scientist?”

“I didn’t mean it like that.”

“Then what did you mean?”

The music stopped, and they stood still, glaring at each other. Our thing. “I can’t do this tonight,” she said, dropping her hand to her sides. “Thanks.”

“For?”

“Saving me from another go-around with Ted.”

“Do you want me to talk to him?”

“I can take care of myself.”

For once, there was no comeback. Instead, he eased her against him and tucked her hand over his heart. “Dance with me, Emersyn.”

That sexy, got-to-have-you-now voice was back, and her other four senses came out to play. Being close to Alec Pearce, taking in his spicy, clean soap scent, feeling the strength of his arms around her wasn’t an awful feeling. Confusing? Hell yes, but her body sure enjoyed it. It’s just a dance, right?

She lowered one hand to his hip and brought the other around his neck, her cheek resting against his. Alec tightened his grip around her waist as he spun them around the dance floor. The move put their bodies in sync, and there was no mistaking the effect she had on him. Her lips brushed against his skin, sending shock waves through her.

He sucked in a breath and tilted his head. Their gazes held for what seemed like an eternity. He was so damn gorgeous, his deep brown eyes with a hint of gold, lush lashes, and a dusting of five-o’clock shadow on his square jaw that she ached to feel rubbed against all her soft places. As if he read her mind, his mouth caressed her bottom lip. He waited, expecting her to pull back. Need took over, and she lost her mind.

 

 

Abouttheauth

 

 
Nancy C. Weeks has loved happy-ever-after romances since her early teens. While still in college, she met and married her hero. She spent the next several years honeymooning and working overseas. Today, she lives in suburban Maryland with her husband of more than thirty years. With her two grown children out of the nest, she enjoys spending her days writing suspenseful happily-ever-after adventures outside on the deck as the local bird population keeps her company. When she is not writing, Nancy loves to blog about fascinating people, both real and fictional. The one quote that kept her dream alive:
 
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. ~Thomas Edison~
 
 Links
 
 
GA
 

a Rafflecopter giveaway

   

BS

 

mar 13- kickoff at The Silver Dagger Scriptorium

mar 13- Fabulous and Brunette

mar 13- Books and Spoons

mar 13- What Is That Book About

mar 14- Wonderful World of Books

mar 14- Sourpuss Reviews

mar 14- Teatime and Books

mar 15- The Book Town

mar 15- Tales of a WannaBe Superhero Mom

mar 15- Angels With Attitudes Book Reviews

mar 16- Anna Del C Dye

mar 16- Lisa- Queen of Random

mar 16- The Reading Spot

mar 17- Lucky 13 Book Reviews and News

mar 17- CGB Blog Tours

mar 17- Stormy Nights Reviewing and Bloggin

mar 20- SnoopyDoo's Book Reviews

mar 20- Bound 2 Escape

mar 20- Books Dreams Life

mar 20- MommaBear's Book Reviews

mar 21- The Avid Reader

mar 21- The Authors Blog

mar 21- Yah Gotta Read This

mar 22- Julayn Adams Books and Reviews

mar 22- Laurie's Thoughts and Reviews

mar 22- Just A Little R&R

mar 23- A Mama's Corner of the World

mar 23- Turning Another Page

mar 23- The Bookworm Chronicles

mar 24- CelticLady's Reviews

mar 24- US Brazil Book Review

mar 24- Jazzy Book Reviews

mar 24- Traci Hayden

mar 27- Mello & June, It's A Book Thang

mar 27- The Bookworm Lodge

mar 27- Sapphyria's Book Reviews

mar 27- Ramblings of A Coffee Addicted Writer

Source: snoopydoosbookreviews.com/blog-tour-stop-eyewitness-weeks-excerpt-giveaway
Like Reblog Comment
show activity (+)
text 2017-03-17 13:10
Blog Tour Stop for The Truth Will Out by Karen J Mossman with Excerpt and Giveaway

 

Today’s stop is for Karen J Mossman’s The Truth Will Out. We will have info about the book and author, and a great excerpt from the book, plus a great giveaway. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaway.

Happy Reading :)

 


AbtheB
 
 
 
 
 
Kelly needs to escape from her abusive and controlling boyfriend, but she's terrified to leave. She’s then given a chance to start a fresh, but is the cost for her freedom too high? Sarah is happy in her life. She has a dream job and a perfect roommate. But when a brick is thrown through the window, followed by a letter containing razor blades, her life starts to spin out of control. Detective Ryan Andrews is on the case and the two quickly form a close bond. Will Kelly pay that price for freedom? Can Sarah's secret past be kept from Ryan? In the end The Truth Will Out.
 
goodreads-badge-add-plus-
Buy Link 
amazonBig
 
 
 Excer
“How’s the yoga going?” Dave asked, having watched her practice in the garden. “Good. I like it.” “You go to that retreat, don’t you?” he added. Kelly’s heart dropped as Johnny suddenly looked up. “What retreat?” “The one down the back road over Forsham way,” Dave volunteered, not realising this was the first Johnny had heard of it. “I hadn’t told you because I didn't think you'd be interested," she lied. “Since when do you keep things to yourself? Of course, I'm interested.” Dave stood up, aware that he had caused a little trouble. “Sorry, I didn’t realise it was a secret. I’m gonna get showered and burn these clothes. Get the stink of pig off me.” Pete stood too. “Yeah, thanks for the coffee, I’ve got some stuff I need to be doing.” That left her and Johnny looking at one another. “Tell me about this retreat?” he said as the door closed. “There is nothing to tell, really. I came across it one day and liked what I saw. I go a couple times a week. The rest of the time I practise in the garden. I just need something for myself, Johnny.” “You don’t need anything more than what I provide for you.” She sighed. “I know, generally, it is enough, but I want to stay healthy and looking good for you. It’s important to me too.” “I don’t like you keeping anything from me. I like to know exactly what goes on in my organisation. You know that. It’s the only way I can control everything.” “It’s not part of your organisation. It’s just something I like to do.” “You are part of it. You play an integral part of it. I’m the one who says what’s good for you, K, not you. So, tell me more about this retreat and let me decide.”
Abouttheauth
 
Karen J Mossman comes from a family of journalists with her grandfather and uncle having been newspaper editors. Further back a 2x grandfather wrote for his local paper and also published a book based on those articles. Karen is the only one to go into fiction.
Two of her novels are romantic suspense and one is a thriller. She also has three themed short story collections.
Karen is also an avid blogger and book reviewer, "It's especially important to me to have feedback from my readers, so please leave a review when you have read one of my books."
Karen lives on the beautiful Isle of Anglesey off the North Wales coast with her husband and elderly Yorkshire terrier. She has two grown up children, who were both born on the same day, two years apart.
"I enjoy writing in different genres and you can see some of my shorter stories on my website."
 
Links
 
GA

a Rafflecopter giveaway

BS

mar 16 – kickoff at The Silver Dagger Scriptorium

mar 16- Up Til Dawn Book Blog

mar 16- Angels With Attitudes Book Reviews

mar 17- SnoopyDoo's Book Reviews

mar 17- Sylv.Net

mar 17- Teatime and Books

mar 20- Just A Little R&R

mar 20- Stormy Nights Reviewing and Bloggin

mar 20- MommaBear's Book Reviews

mar 21- CelticLady's Reviews

mar 21- The Book Town

mar 21- Traci Hayden

mar 22- A Mama's Corner of the World

mar 22- Books Dreams Life

mar 22- CGB Blog Tours

mar 23- What Is That Book About

mar 23- Bound 2 Escape

mar 23- Yah Gotta Read This

mar 24- Anna Del C Dye

mar 24- Adventures Thru Wonderland – REVIEW

mar 24- The Authors Blog

mar 27- The Avid Reader

mar 27- Lisa- Queen of Random

mar 27- The Reading Spot

mar 28- Turning Another Page

mar 28- Sapphyria's Book Reviews

mar 28- Jazzy Book Reviews

mar 29- Sourpuss Reviews

mar 29- Laurie's Thoughts and Reviews

mar 29- The Bookworm Chronicles

mar 30- Read Day and Night Reviews - REVIEW

mar 30- Mello & June

mar 30- Julayn Adams Books and Reviews

mar 30- Ramblings of a Coffee Addicted Writer

Source: snoopydoosbookreviews.com/blog-tour-stop-truth-will-karen-j-mossman-excerpt-giveaway
Like Reblog Comment
show activity (+)
text 2017-03-16 12:32
Blog Tour Stop for The Empty Room by Sarah J. Clemens with Excerpt and Giveaway
 
Today’s stop is for Sarah J. Clemens’s The Empty Room . We will have info about the book and author, and a great excerpt from the book, plus a great giveaway. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaway. Happy Reading :)
 
AbtheB
 
 
Rain soaked and dreary, it was a 1901 abandoned Victorian that newlyweds Dean and Elizabeth Montgomery hoped would fulfill their dreams of a new start in life, even if the town of Eastbrook, Maine was nestled under a constant blanket of fog.
The first neighbor the couple meets dashes those hopes when he raises a bizarre question: what happened to the last person who lived in their house? A cryptic question, but nothing to worry about. At least not until the couple looked under the floorboards inside the house.
Under mounting pressure from the residents of Eastbrook to stop questioning the past, Dean and Elizabeth are driven deeper into the history of the house, the town, and their neighbors. When the couple discovers what happened in Eastbrook, keeping the secret could save their lives, but uncovering the truth might be worth the risk.
 
What happened inside The Empty Room is a mystery until the last page. A gripping psychological suspense, the story takes readers on a cat-and-mouse game where some secrets are better off hidden.
goodreads-badge-add-plus-
Buy Link 
amazonBig
 
 
 Excer
The two were quite uncertain as to why it seemed so difficult to step inside the room. They had trampled across every inch of the house and looked through the belongings of a man they had never met, but felt as though they were intruding to even stand outside the door of an empty room. Dean was a problem solver though and had finally settled on a way to get over that feeling. As he stood behind Elizabeth, just outside of the door frame, and with his coffee cup still in one hand, he put the palm of his hand on her back and gave a strong push. She stumbled awkwardly into the room. “There,” he said proudly as he took a sip. “What do you think?” “I think that you’re going to have a hard time sleeping tonight,” she replied. He found it ironic that he had already weighed that possibility before he shoved her, and had still decided to do so. He smiled. “I’m good with that.” He took a few faltering steps behind her before taking a deep breath and stepping inside completely. They both looked around and identified the same exact features they had seen the first time they stood outside the door: an entirely empty room with a sheer white curtain covering the only window, now with a new perspective standing inside. Compared to the rest of the rooms in the house, this room was small. It had a closet on the left wall and the window on the back wall, which looked out into the backyard. There was nothing special or unique about the room, except this one wasn’t crammed to the ceiling with personal touches. Dean and Elizabeth stared at each other as though competing for a prize in a contest, when Dean’s concentration fixated on something else. She followed the direction of his eyes to the wall behind her which had abruptly claimed his attention. He had only stepped a few feet inside of the room when he eyed something on the east wall behind his wife. As he walked around her, she turned to look. He still clenched his coffee cup tightly in his left hand but reached up his right hand and ran his palm along the wall. Elizabeth stood in silence behind him and waited for an explanation. His hand paused in areas and then continued up and down until he reached the corner of the room. The wallpaper, which was striped with thick bands of blue and slender bands of green, had stolen his concept of the English language, and he ignored his wife’s persistent calling of his name. “Dean? Dean. Dean!” she insisted without a response from him. She approached him from behind and grabbed ahold of his shoulder and shook him. He stumbled back upon reality long enough to mumble, “What is that?” he said, half dazed. Elizabeth’s curiosity had remained occupied on her husband’s behavior until she too caught sight of what he had been eyeing. Covered by the blue and green wallpaper was the faint and somewhat abstract outline of something beneath the paper. “Go get me something to get this wallpaper down.” The sound of his voice was urgent. He sat his coffee up on the window sill and ran both hands along the wall. Elizabeth froze for a moment before turning toward the door. She had just reached the hall when he called out, “Hey, wait. Look at this. It peels off.” She turned sharply on her heel and headed back toward him. “Here, can you help me with this? I’ll grab the top corner,” he said. Each gripping a piece of wallpaper, they slowly pulled back the sun-faded sheets as it wilted off the wall. The persistent rain and wet weather, along with a poorly insulated window would make for some mold problems later on down the road, but for now, it made the process of removing wallpaper move at a much more rapid speed, and with their joint efforts the paper pulled cleanly off the wall. The two stood with the now crinkled wallpaper clutched in their hands. Dean released his grip and dropped the ball of paper. He took a step back from the freshly unveiled wall. “What on…” Elizabeth’s mouth gaped open and she seemed faced with the same loss of speech that her husband had experienced moments ago. The wall, originally painted a now-faded yellow color, was splattered in red. Dean reclaimed the step that he sacrificed an instant earlier and squinted at the wall. The two had questioned the intentions of a man who would leave everything he owned behind and they had possibly found the answer, but now, the question shifted to whether or not they wanted to know.
Abouttheauth
 
 
Sarah J. Clemens is the author of the debut mystery novel, The Empty Room. She started writing The Empty Room in 2008 and formed her own imprint in 2016 called Off the Page Publishing.
She started out her professional career working as a news assistant for her local newspaper before finding a passion for the law and pursued an education in criminal justice. In addition to writing fiction, she is also a legal assistant with an Associate of Arts and a Bachelor of Science in Criminal Justice with an emphasis in Human Services.
 
Sarah was born in California and now lives and works in Boise, Idaho. She has the same sarcastic sense of humor as the characters in her books, and she has an unparalleled love for animals.
 
 
GA
 
 
 

a Rafflecopter giveaway

  BS

Feb 23- kickoff at the Silver Dagger Scriptorium

Feb 23- Fabulous and Brunette

Feb 24- What Is That Book About

Feb 24- The Book Town

Feb 24- Stormy Nights Reviewing and Bloggin

Feb 27- The Book Adventures of Annelise Lestrange

Feb 27- Nerdy Dirty & Flirty

Feb 27- Lucky 13 Book Reviews and News

Feb 28- The Avid Reader

Feb 28- Bound 2 Escape

Feb 28- Mommabear's Book Blog

Mar 1- Castles Made of Books

Mar 1- Tome Tender

Mar 1- Angels With Attitudes Book Reviews

Mar 2- The Authors Blog

Mar 2- Books Dreams Life

Mar 3- Lisa- Queen of Random

Mar 3- A Mama's Corner of the World

Mar 6- Julayn Adams Books and Reviews

Mar 6- Turning Another Page

Mar 7- US Brazil Book Reviews

Mar 7- Yah Gotta Read This

Mar 8- I Love Books

Mar 8- Just a Little R&R

Mar 9- Laurie's Thoughts and Reviews

Mar 9- The Bookworm Chronicles

Mar 10- Ramblings of a Coffee Addicted Writer

Mar 10- Traci Hayden

Mar 13- fuonlyknew

Mar 13- Sapphyria's Book Reviews

Mar 14- Teatime and Books

Mar 14- Jazzy Book Reviews

Mar 15- Tales of a WannaBe Superhero Mom

Mar 15- Am Kinda Busy Reading- REVIEW

Mar 16- SnoopyDoo's Book Reviews

Mar 16- The Reading Spot

Mar 17- TMBA Corbett Tries To Write

Mar 17- CelticLady's Reviews

Mar 20- fallxnrobin- REVIEW

Mar 20- Loves Great Reads

Mar 21- Linz ReadzREVIEW

Mar 21- Shh, I Am Reading

Mar 22- Shelf_Life- REVIEW

Mar 22- Authors & Readers Book Corner

Mar 23- Mello & June

 

 

Source: snoopydoosbookreviews.com/blog-tour-stop-empty-room-sarah-j-clemens-excerpt-giveaway
More posts
Your Dashboard view:
Need help?