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Holiday Extravaganza Blog Tour & Giveaway with Excerpt & Holiday Feature! The Gifted (The Dark Forgotten #4.5) Sharon Ashwood!

 

 

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ABOUT THE BOOK

 

 

Gifted: The Dark Forgotten
Dark Forgotten Series
Book Five
Sharon Ashwood

Genre: Paranormal romance/urban fantasy

Publisher: Rowan and Ash Artistry

Date of Publication: November 11, 2018

ISBN: 978-1-7750279-3-5
ASIN: B07K5DYCBK

Number of pages: 124
Word Count: 35,000

Cover Artist: Wicked by Design

 

Tagline: Who says the holiday season is just for humans?

 


Book Description:

 

For all the holly-jolly times, family gatherings are complex no matter who—or what—you are. When you’re hunting for the latest “it” toy to stuff a stocking, it doesn’t matter if you’re alive or Undead, fanged or furry—you’re just as desperate to be the cool dad. And then there are the family grumps who never send cards, the ones who eat all the good candy, and those who drool and dig up the neighbor’s yard.

 

No, the Yuletide Season isn’t for the faint of heart—and sometimes it’s downright demonic—but holiday miracles make it all worthwhile. Chance encounters and unexpected forgiveness remind us that joy doesn’t come in a gift-wrapped box.

This novella from the Dark Forgotten world catches up with favorite characters for a fresh take on the holidays. Those visiting the world for the first time will understand why Chicago Tribune called it “simply superb.”

 

Grab this book and return to the world of the Dark Forgotten. Santa Claws is waiting!

 

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Gifted is #4.5 in The Dark Forgotten series

 

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.5 Fragile Magic
1 Ravenous
2 Scorched
3 Unchained
4 Frostbound
4.5 Gifted


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“Don’t you want to go see Santa Claws?” Errata Jones asked in her husky, teasing voice.

 

“Meh,” Perry Baker replied, still grumpy at the prospect of crowds and gift-giving decisions. Plus, it was cold, gray, and rainy—a typical December day in the Pacific Northwest.

 

“Where’s your boundless holiday spirit?” She turned into the parking lot outside the Fairview Sports and Recreation Center. It was the final day of the Yuletide Holiday Market, an arts and crafts event by and for the local supernatural community. “Counting today, there’s only three shopping days till Christmas.”

 

“I really hope you’re not going to make me sit on Santa’s knee.”

 

“I don’t think so, darling. That would be weird, even for us.”

 

Errata swung her Jaguar coupe into the last parking space, beating out a massive pickup by a whisker. The truck made a sound like a startled dinosaur as it lurched to a stop on the frosty pavement. Turning off the Jaguar’s ignition, Errata smoothed her chin-length, jet-black hair, then glanced in the rear-view mirror, looking pleased with herself. Perry twisted in his seat to see the pickup driver turn a Christmassy scarlet and lurch off.

 

 

Perry willed his heart to resume its normal rhythm. Errata was a werecougar, and there were reasons cats shouldn’t drive. Werewolves like him were another matter.

Wolves appreciated order, including stop signs. Cats did things because they could—like pester him into going to this stupid craft fair.

 

That’s what he got for befriending a feline. He cast her a sidelong look, taking in her high cheekbones and smooth, golden skin. It was all he could do not to reach over and stroke her hair, but that would be crossing a boundary. She’d made it clear from the start that cats walked alone.

 

Errata finished preening and gave him an arch look. “Shouldn’t you be shopping for your human, what’s-her-name?”

 

Perry released his seatbelt. “Her name is Tiffani. With an i.”

 

“Tiffani. Of course it is.” Errata patted his cheek with a pitying look. “Come on. First fifty guests get a goodie bag.”

 

“She’s fun,” Perry said, sounding defensive even to himself.

 

“Humans generally are,” she said agreeably. “You should buy her something really nice.”

 

 

“Men don’t shop before December 23rd,” he protested as he got out of the car.

 

“Friends don’t let friends give their sweethearts, even ones named Tiffani with an i, gift cards.”

 

“But gift cards make sense.”

 

Errata flung the end of her scarf over her shoulder with a flick of one gloved hand. “Be grateful you have me to watch over you.” She clicked the locks and swept toward the entrance of the building, leaving Perry to catch up.

 

“Cats,” he grumbled. “What do you want for Yule?”

 

“Not a gift card.”


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10 Holiday Gifts for Your Supernatural Friends

 

 

Christmas shopping can be challenging at the best of times, but the non-humans on the list can present special problems. Need ideas for what to get the vampire with centuries of clutter in his garage or the mermaid who needs everything waterproofed? Here are some suggestions from our retail experts:

 

1. Get that vampire a month’s rental on a storage locker big enough to house his spare coffin collection!


2. For the shifters we suggest many, many lint rollers or a rechargeable hand vacuum!


3. For the fussy feline shifters, how about modern art that doubles as a scratching post?


4. As a stocking stuffer, nothing beats fake human teeth for the vampires!


5. A definite must have: non-toxic chew toys for the werepuppies.


6. Environmentally friendly dry cleaning options for the mummies on your list.


7. Steaks


8. Stakes


9. A personal crossroad for that special demon. Top seller: something on Route 666.

 

10. High-strength spray adhesive is a thoughtful present for those zombies who just can’t keep it together.

 

Just remember, whatever you choose, it’s the thought that counts—or possibly the deliciously fresh brains that just manufactured that thought …


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USA Today bestselling author Sharon Ashwood is a novelist, desk jockey and enthusiast for the weird and spooky. She has an English literature degree but works as a finance geek. Interests include growing her to-be-read pile and playing with the toy graveyard on her desk. As a vegetarian, she freely admits the whole vampire/werewolf lifestyle would never work out, so she writes her adventures instead.

 

Sharon is a winner of the RITA® Award for Paranormal Romance. She lives in the Pacific Northwest and is owned by the Demon Lord of Kitty Badness.

 

 


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COVER REVEAL! The Weird Girls (Weird Girls #.5) Cecy Robson!

 

 

 

 

ABOUT THE BOOK

 

 

 

THE WEIRD GIRLS
by Cecy Robson
Weird Girls, #0.5
94 pages
Publication Date: December 28, 2018
Genres: Adult, Urban Fantasy, Romance, Standalone

 

 

SYNOPSIS:

 

Celia Wird and her three sisters are just like other 20-something girls—with one tiny exception: they’re products of a backfired curse that has given each of them unique powers that make them, well, a little weird…


The Wird sisters are different from every race on earth—human and supernatural. When human society is no longer an option for them, they move in among the resident vampires, werebeasts, and witches of the Lake Tahoe region. Could this be the true home they’ve longed for? Um, not quite. After the sisters accidentally strip a witch of her powers in a bar brawl, they soon realize the mistake will cost them. Because to take on a witch means to take on her coven. And losing the battle isn’t an option.

 

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The Weird Girls is #.5 in the Weird Girls series!

 

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.3 Gone Hunting
.4 A Cruse Awakened
.5 The Weird Girls
1 Sealed with a Curse
2 A Cursed Embrace
2.5 A Cursed Moon
3 Cursed by Destiny
4 A Cursed Bloodline
5 A Curse Unbroken
6 Of Flame and Promise
7 Of Flame and Light
8 Of Flame and Fate

 

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Chapter One


The music pounded hard enough to shake Emme’s fuzzy navel, the umbrella in Shayna’s piña colada, Taran’s martini, and my Corona. I’d shoved pieces of cocktail napkin into my über sensitive ears the moment we sat. But I wasn’t going to complain about the eardrum-busting music or the crowd of young men sitting across from us ogling my sisters. We were there to celebrate.


Two years had passed since we’d left our native New Jersey. Two years of roaming the States as travelling nurses. Two years of searching for a place to settle down. We’d stumbled into the Lake Tahoe region when our agency transferred us to a local hospital on temporary assignment. We’d thought it would be fun to check out the area. We hadn’t expected to fall in love with the lush forests, the breathtaking mountains, or the mysticism of the lake. But we had, and collectively agreed to make it our home sweet home.


Shayna raised her girly drink; her blue eyes and grin sparkled despite the dimness in the booth. “To the Wird Girls finding an awesome place to live,” she hiccupped.


“To a thirty-year mortgage and a shitload of remodeling,” Taran muttered. She tried to complain, but couldn’t hide that siren grin that made males trip over their erections. She was happy to settle down, and she damn well knew it.


“To beautiful Lake Tahoe,” Emme added almost silently. She blushed when I glanced her way. I’d like to say she was just tipsy, but no. Emme blushed as easily as the wind blew fireflies. “W-well it is beautiful here, Celia.”


“I know, sweetie.” I tapped my bottle against her frou-frou drink. “Salud.”


I polished off my beer. It was my sixth round, still no buzz. Then again I could chug a keg. Alcohol had no effect on me. My lightweight sisters already slurred their words after three. In their defense, they didn’t have an inner beast with the metabolism of four linebackers to help them out. The waitress rushed over and slapped another Corona down before I could ask and hurried off. I snagged it before it tipped over. Ordinarily one might think of her as a diligent, fast, hardworking, go-getter―nah, she was just scared I’d eat her. Humans never knew what we were, yet they perceived we weren’t anything like them. They didn’t need the amplified senses of preternaturals to know we were different. Problem was, different didn’t appeal to most. And “weird” just plain terrified.
“Oh my goodness,” Emme said. “You didn’t even peek her way or anything.”


My sisters had definitely received the less-daunting side of our backfired curse. I pushed my long hair from my face and shrugged. After years of being feared, I was almost used to it. Almost. “I don’t think tigers have to necessarily look at their prey to scare them.”


Emme placed a gentle hand on my shoulder. The jarring club lights further lightened her fair skin and blond hair and bleached out most of her freckles. “It’s not you, Celia. It’s these silly humans who never want to give you a chance. You’re beautiful. And so is your inner golden tigress.”
Taran rolled her huge blue eyes. “Tigers are beautiful, Emme. But most people aren’t stupid enough to pet one.” She sipped her martini as she gave me the once-over. “Or piss one off.”


Or date one, I thought to myself, taking in the frat boys on spring break continuing to stare and whisper about my sisters.


“Adriana Lima is mine,” one said of Taran.


“I’ll take the blonde,” the other murmured.


“I’ll go with the cute brunette with the ponytail.”


“Hey, I called dibs on her first,” his friend complained.


There were four of them. Four of us. One of the guys fighting over Shayna had taken an interest in me. That is, until he looked at me. Really looked at me. He smiled, but his scent of anticipation and lust quickly evaporated, replaced by the aroma of fear. He’d seen beyond my green eyes, olive skin, and long wavy hair to spot the predator lurking within. He saw her ready to pounce, ready to shred, ready to kill. Beautiful or not, tigers had that effect on humans.


Taran shimmied out of the booth. An impressive feat in the tiny, curve-hugging yellow dress she wore. If the hem lay an inch shorter, she’d end up on the Internet. “Shit. I have to pee.”


Shayna grinned at Taran as she ambled out, her eyes alternating from sparkly to glassy. So not a good sign. “I think that’s an oxymoron, dude.” She threw in a giggle, just to further clarify she was snockered.


I shook my head. Emme smiled softly. “I’ll go with Taran.” Emme was only five feet tall, and just shy of a hundred pounds soaking wet and bloated. Taran, although only three inches taller, towered over her in those step ladders she affectionately referred to as “shoes.” Me? Nothing said comfy like jeans, Uggs, and a long-sleeved tee.


The minute they disappeared into the hall leading to the ladies room, one of the good ol’ frat boys approached Shayna, careful to avoid eye contact with me. “Hey, hot stuff. How about a dance?”


Shayna’s glee faded when she realized I’d be alone if she went to dance. I smiled as best I could without scaring her potential date for the evening. “It’s okay. I’ll just hang and wait for Emme. Go on,” I urged when she hesitated.


The guy snaked his arm around Shayna and led her onto the dance floor. Her sleek black ponytail whipped behind her as she shot me one more tentative glance. She watched me for a while. At first I thought she might return to hang with her spinster-in-the-making sister until the call of Beyoncé loosened the hesitant muscles of her slender frame. It didn’t take long for Shayna to move like the world’s happiness depended on her booty shakes. It did, however, take a hell of a long time for Emme and Taran to return from the bathroom. The waitress dropped my eighth beer down just as I spotted Emme’s hands waving madly amidst the crowd forming near the ladies’ room. “Celia! Ceeeeeelia!”


What the hell?


I slipped out of the booth and rushed toward the crowd. The throng of horny and drunken patrons parted as I stalked, my hips swinging like a predator staking out her turf. That’s right. Stay back. Scary female approaching.


As I reached Emme, a deep buzzing sound vibrated from the bathroom, followed by a high-pitched squeal, topped off by Taran’s oh-so colorful language. I half-groaned, half-growled. Crap. How much trouble can someone get into in the bathroom?


I froze. Apparently a lot.


A fiery redhead stomped out of the restroom smelling like burnt toast, sporting a spiky new hairdo most porcupines would envy. I swore under my breath. Taran must have struck her with a mini-bolt of lightning. Her tresses stood out like wires, and the singed tips smoked. And God only knew what Taran had done to the rest of her dress. Scorched pieces of fabric barely covered Red’s pricey and fricasseed bra.


Her crazed eyes scanned the crowd. “Who’s with the slutty brunette?”


Emme glanced my way before raising a cautious hand. “Sh-sh-she’s my sister.”


The redhead stormed to Emme and jabbed an irate finger in her face. “Your sister’s a bitch.”


Maybe. But Emme certainly wasn’t. I shoved my way between them. “Leave her alone, and get out of our way.” My raspy voice remained deceptively calm. Yet Red easily picked up on my underlying threat: Mess with her, mess with me.


Red’s finger slowly lowered and her jaw slackened. She stumbled back, tripping over her feet and shoving her way through the crowd and out the exit. The ladies in line quickly followed suit and gave us ample room to pass. Perhaps there was a nice fir tree they could use out back. Emme stayed close to my heels as I shoved opened the door to the bathroom, her meek little voice shaking. “Should I get Shayna?”


“No, I think―”


My first clue should have been that Taran’s swear words had stopped bouncing off the stark white tiles like ping-pong balls. My second? The waft of dry herbs that filtered into my nose and screamed a warning. Witch. Witch magic. Taran was going head-to-head with an official worship-the-earth-talisman-wearing-broom-humper extraordinaire.


Taran’s blue irises blanched to crystal from the gamut of power tingling around a sandy-haired witch’s aura. “Sandy” smiled though it lacked any hint of warmth, friendliness, or love. In fact, if she was going for, “I’ll skin you alive and use your flesh as bedroom slippers,” one might say she pulled it off.


“Silentio. Non vide,” Sandy muttered, all the while smiling and calling forth her bladder-releasing power.


Knowing Spanish helped me translate the Latin words. Silence and . . . don’t look?


Every muscle and tendon in my body tightened. She’d cast a spell to conceal any sound, any image from the club patrons. Jesus, what did she plan to do?


The aroma of crushed thyme thickened the air as her spell accelerated, coating my taste buds with a hint of her power. Yup, definitely not a good sign. My inner tigress circled restlessly, pawing at my ribcage with her claws, demanding out. “Taran,” I warned, “time to go home.”


Taran met the witch’s smile with one that sent Emme running, hopefully to get Shayna, the car, or both. The heavy door swung shut behind Emme. A loud click told me Sandy locked us in, and anyone who could possibly help us out. Sparks sizzled from the tips of Taran’s elegantly manicured hands as she gathered her magic. “No worries, Ceel. This will only take a minute.”


“Taran,” I warned again. My fangs protruded without my consent.

Another sign proclaiming deep shittiness awaited.


The sparks magnified into mini bolts of lightning as Taran stretched out her fingers. A small funnel of wind gathered around Sandy, sending bits of abandoned toilet paper circling around her. The fluorescent lights hummed and flickered just before everything went black.


“Taran!”


I tackled Taran into the handicapped stall as the equivalent of a supernatural cherry bomb took out the wall instead of my sister. The hole, roughly the size of our new dining room table, gave a great view of the dance floor where Shayna continued to shake her tiny, yet obviously shimmy-able butt. The crowd of onlookers had returned to their drunken debauchery, swallowing poor Emme as she jumped up and down trying futilely to get Mini-Shakira’s attention. It might have been funny, had I not feared we were finally about to die that miserable death we’d spent a lifetime avoiding.


Taran rubbed her head. “Son of a bitch.”


A deep growl thundered in my chest. My tigress eyes replaced my own and locked on the witch’s feet. She casually walked across the checkered floor, her red stilettos clicking like the pendulum of a grandfather clock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.


She reeled into the black stall where we lay. Time was up.

For her.


“Well, well―”


I kicked the door right in her face.


She flew backwards into the sink and smashed her head into the mirror. Sometimes, I couldn’t control my strength. Fear of dying in a public bathroom will do that to a gal. I hauled Taran up by her elbow while her latest fan seemed down for the count. The cracks in the mirror spiderwebbed from her bleeding skull. I secretly hoped that since it was technically her head that broke the mirror, the bad luck fell on her.


When Sandy lurched from the sink and a second, equally pissed-off version of herself appeared to block the door leading out, I knew I was very much mistaken. Taran’s head whipped back and forth between them. “It’s the same person,” I snarled. She smelled the same, looked the same, and also bled from her forehead the same way. The only difference was she’d divided her magic in two.


Taran gathered her power once more. “I’ll take the bitch at the door. You take the bitch at the sink.”


Sandy―both of them―surprised me by laughing. “Mures,” they both spat.


That one pretty much got lost in translation. I prowled toward her. My claws shot from my fingers like bullets from a chamber. She didn’t move. She didn’t gather her magic. She didn’t blink. She simply laughed. Either she’d hit her head a little too hard or she didn’t fear us. The latter scared the hell out of me. My beast remained sure we could take her. My human half knew something sinister lurked beneath, bubbling with a touch of dark and a spoonful of evil.


A transparent heaviness filled the air, reeking of garbage and festering meat. The ten plastic soap dispensers lining the wall of the mammoth counter exploded one by one, like a row of bottles being shot to bits. Paper towels fluttered in the air around us like birds. The pipes beneath us clanged and a toilet flushed for no reason.


I hated when my human side was right.


I heard the first squeak and the scratch of tiny clawed feet followed by a few more. A lot more. Taran heard it, too. In her panic, she blasted a bolt of lightning into her psycho witch, taking out the obviously evil tampon dispenser in the far wall. Chunks of cardboard and cotton pelted me in the hair and back, and still I heard the squeaks getting louder, getting closer, getting scurrier.


The Sandy Taran attempted to fight had somehow appeared on the sink next to her other half. She sat on the counter with her legs crossed, swinging them merrily as the result of her enchantment reached a creepy crescendo.


The large brass drain near the sinks began to stir. “Taran. We need to get out of here.”


“Damn it, Celia―”


I clutched her arm when the brass drain tipped and a pink whiskered nose poked through. Mures. . . . Rats.


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Cecy Robson is an author of contemporary and new adult romance, young adult adventure, and award-winning urban fantasy. A double-nominated RITA® Finalist, Winner of the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence, and published author of more than twenty titles, you can typically find Cecy on her laptop or stumbling blindly in search of caffeine.

 


 

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Review: "Witches' Blood" (The Rifter, #4) by Ginn Hale
Witches' Blood - Ginn Hale

 

~ 4 stars ~

 

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A 5 STAR Release Day Review & A 5 Star Recent Release Review! Dragon Knight of Khoth & The Gift (Dark Warrior Alliance #17 & 17.5) Brenda Trim & Tami Julka!

 

 

Lorne is a dragon knight to his core. He joined the Khoth Maahes as a young dragon and quickly rose to second Lieutenant. His days are spent fighting the Unseelie and guarding the royal family. When the Cuelebre King assigns Lorne to play bodyguard to Cambree, the realm’s hottest commodity, he is insulted. His skills are better suited for battle, not following a dragon-breeder around town. His arrogance results in Cambree being attacked, and the female adds insult to injury by firing him. Determined to earn her trust and respect, Lorne sets out to ensure her ongoing safety, but finds himself undeniably drawn to the female. Their passion burns hotter than his dragon fire, but Lorne isnt the only male vying for her attention. He's prepared to go down in flames to win her heart, but if he isn't careful, that's exactly what will happen.

 

Cambree enjoys her quiet life. Too shy for her own good, she prefers to melt in the shadows where she's lived her entire life. When the king returns to Khoth, and resumes the ancient ceremony identifying fertile females, Cambree is shocked when she is chosen. She's never been on a single date and is suddenly the focus of every male on Khoth. The irrisistible, sexy knight assigned to protect Cambree stirs a desire she's never felt before, but when she needs Lorne the most, he's nowhere to be found. Then Cambree draws the attention of the most dangerous creature in the realm, and becomes the target of a sinister plan that could rob the Cuelebre dragons of their ability to procreate.

 

Will Lorne and Cambree find their happily ever after, or will the entire dragon species burn away like embers of a fire?

 

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The newest book in the Dark Warrior Alliance series is fiery and gripping with strong, captivating characters that easily draw readers in and refuse to let go. Lorne and Cambree are the kind of hero and heroine that readers can really sink their teeth into, they differ in so much, temperament, lifestyles and more but they fit together so well. Too bad that they have to work through so much of their own issues before they accept that the blistering attraction that they feel for each other is so much more than either thought. Readers can’t help but sympathize with Cambree after what she’s been through and her vulnerabilities that keep her from reaching out, while the sexy dragon might need a few lessons in feelings, he certainly knows how to keep readers’ hearts fluttering. The relationship is sweet and completely tangled up in emotional turmoil while these two heat up the pages with their fiery chemistry throughout.

 

The fast paced plot keeps readers holding on the edge of their seats with lots of thrilling suspense and exhilarating danger as their enemies are up to some major plotting and have some surprises in the store for Angus and his dragons. The spine tingling tension builds as a mysterious suitor competes for Cambree’s attentions, King Zander and his family visit Khoth and ask for a surprising favor while unexpected twists from the bad guys keeps readers guessing and waiting for the next explosive event or bloody battle. Oh, let’s not forget, there is still things happening back in the Tehrex Realm that just whets readers appetites for more. There is no way for readers put down this story once they have begun and there is not a dull moment to be found.

 

 

 

 

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Christmas is a time of joy, goodwill, and cherished moments spent with friends and family. But not for Ren. The holidays are a painful reminder that he's alone and depressed. The worst part is knowing it's all his fault. He put his parents through hell while in the throes of addiction, and despite years of sobriety, the damage is irreparable. His only solace is a beautiful angel that visits his dreams, offering comfort and support. Arial consumes his every waking thought and is the object of his nightly fantasies. Unfortunately, she is nothing more than a figment of his imagination.

 

When a surreal event brings Arial into his life, and ultimately his bed, Ren must face something greater than addiction. Forgiving himself for past mistakes is an impossible task, and it will take the love of an angel to prove to him that everyone deserves a second chance.

 

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This delightful story in the Dark Warrior Alliance series is set during the Christmas holidays and warms the heart with as the strong, captivating characters discover forgiveness, hope, love and joy. Ariel and Ren’s story is really short but packs quite a punch as rule breaking occurs, dangerous fights with an enemy and a feisty angel refuses to take no for an answer. There is no way for readers to stay emotionally detached during this thrilling and enjoyable read that is full of sweet romance and electric chemistry. This story does not have to be read in sequence but it touches on an event that started in Dragon Knight of Koth, but has not reached its conclusion but that event is in no way influenced by this story.

 

 

 

 

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Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/42380563-dragon-knight-of-khoth

 

BookBub - https://www.bookbub.com/books/dragon-knight-of-khoth-by-brenda-trim-and-tami-julka

 

 

Riffle - https://www.rifflebooks.com/books/1029956

 

 

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Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/42667965-the-gift

 

BookBub - https://www.bookbub.com/books/the-gift-dark-warrior-alliance-novella-by-brenda-trim-and-tami-julka

 

Riffle - https://www.rifflebooks.com/books/1029958

 

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Both are AVAILABLE in ebook

 

Dragon Knight of Koth


Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/Dragon-Knight-Khoth-Warrior-Alliance-ebook/dp/B07JW9PXTY?_bbid=11058116&tag=bookpage2-20

 

 

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The Gift

 

Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/Gift-Dark-Warrior-Alliance-Novella-ebook/dp/B07K6S52S6?_bbid=11057968&tag=bookpage2-20

 

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Dragon Knight of Khoth is the 17th book in the Dark Warrior Alliance series & The Gift is #17.5.

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/series/149446-dark-warrior-alliance

 

Author - http://www.trimandjulka.com/dark-warriors-alliance/

 

Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07JMDGDTY?ref=series_rw_dp_labf

 

 

1 Dream Warrior      2 Mystic Warrior
3 Pema's Storm      3.5 Mistletoe & Mayhem
4 Isis' Betrayal     4.5 Heat in the Bayou
5 Deviant Warrior     6 Suvi's Revenge
7 Scarred Warrior      7.5 Tinel & Temptation
8 Hellbound Warrior      9 Isobel
10 Rogue Warrior     11 Shattered Warrior
12 King of Khoth      13 Ice Warrior
14 Fire Warrior      15 Ramiel
16 Rivaled Warrior      17 Dragon Knight of Khoth
17.5 The Gift

 

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Neither Brenda nor Tami grew up writing stories or dreaming of one day being authors but that changed when they shared a joint dream of creating a world to bring to life the stories of a group of dangerously handsome supernaturals.

Brenda is a Southern California girl who grew up in a chaotic house with ten siblings. Brenda survived the brutal murder of her first husband, John DeCaprio, at the hands of the children he was counseling to go on and help children in similar situations. Brenda remarried years later and now lives with her husband and their three fun-loving, energetic children. She loves running, reading, cooking, and Monster Energy drinks. And, Tami's margaritas!

 

Tami is a southern girl, born and raised in Georgia. She is married and has two boys, so needless to say, she is surrounded by testosterone. We are trying to bottle Tami's strength and positive outlook on life. It has helped her beat breast cancer and she is a proud three-year survivor. She loves reading paranormal romances, running at the lake near her home, watching college football (Go Dawgs!!!), and is always in search of the next best margarita.

 

Their life journeys led them both to Texas and one another. They fast became best friends and can always be found together. Whether it's lounging by the pool or writing steamy love scenes, they are frequently seen laughing and smiling!

 


Website - http://www.trimandjulka.com/


Goodreads –

Brenda Trim - https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/13396038.Brenda_Trim

 

Tami Julka - https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/13396039.Tami_Julka

 

Bookbub –

Brenda Trim - https://www.bookbub.com/authors/brenda-trim

 

Tami Julka - https://www.bookbub.com/authors/tami-julka


Blog - https://www.trimandjulka.com/blog/


Twitter - http://www.twitter.com/trimandjulka

 

Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/TrimAndJulka/?ref=br_rs

 

 

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Blog Tour with New Release Review! A Dragon's Treasure (Shifters of Black Isle #3) Lorelei Moone!

 

 

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ABOUT THE BOOK

 

 

A Dragon’s Treasure, A Dragon Shifter Fantasy Romance
by Lorelei Moone
Shifters of Black Isle, #3
Publication Date: November 20, 2018
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Romance, Shifters, Novella, Standalone

 

 

I’m a warrior. No one will tame me, except…

 

Rhea’s new position as general of Black Isle’s armies brings with it a whole host of challenges. The enemy is at the gates, and he’s furious. Black Isle’s defenses are weaker than she would like, so she sees only one solution: to summon their secret weapon. A creature so untamed and powerful, he has been banished to the depths of the dungeons, only to be let out in the direst of need. To ensure his cooperation, she will need to rely on more than just her combat skills…

 

The harder she makes it, the sweeter my victory when I claim her.

 

Saras has been asleep for generations. When a female voice wakes him from his slumber, he knows there’s only one way to avoid the disaster that led him to be confined to the dungeons in the first place. But she’s unwilling and instead hopes to use his considerable powers in battle against Black Isle’s enemy. But a dragon has needs and ignoring them will only end in tears; or in this case, in flames.

No matter how hard Rhea tries to deny it, the attraction between them is hard to ignore. But with the future of the Black Isles on the line, this is hardly the time for romance. Or is it? That’s the thing about playing with dragon fire; sooner or later you’re going to get burned.

 

*NOTE* Although A DRAGON's TREASURE is book #3 in the Shifters of Black Isle series, this book features a new couple, therefore can be read as a STANDALONE!

 

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Thrilling suspense and fascinating characters draw readers into the midst of this exciting story. The characters are strong and vivid which makes them come to life for the reader and the relationship between Rhea and Saras is very passionate although due to the length of the book there’s not a much of it because this book also has a lot of action as well. The story is fast paced and flows smoothly throughout giving readers insight into the characters and has an intense depicting of a major battle which adds suspense and excitement to the story. The story is a great read and the world is quite intriguing and readers will certainly enjoy it but the story could benefit from a bit longer with more details, especially in the relationship building between the hero and heroine. The story can be read as a standalone but the readers would have a better understanding of the character interactions by reading the stories in sequence.

 

 

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Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/41941112-a-dragon-s-treasure

 

BookBub - https://www.bookbub.com/books/a-dragon-s-treasure-shifters-of-black-isle-3-by-lorelei-moone

 

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A Dragon’s Treasure is the third installment in Lorelei Moone’s brand new fantasy romance series, Shifters of Black Isle. Shifters, magic and relatable characters; set in a mysterious, distant land, where anything seems possible, and yet all its inhabitants hold dear could be destroyed in an instant.


Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/series/239200-shifters-of-black-isle

 

Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07J46QN6L?ref=series_rw_dp_labf

 

 

1 Claimed by the King
2 The Soldier and the Siren
3 A Dragon's Treasure

 

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AVAILABLE in print or ebook

 

NEW RELEASE ALERT


Amazon -
https://www.amazon.com/Dragons-Treasure-Shifter-Fantasy-Shifters-ebook/dp/B07HF1Y1X6/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1539725608&sr=8-1&keywords=a+dragon%27s+treasure+lorelei

 

B&N - https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-dragons-treasure-lorelei-moone/1129556773?ean=2940161710395

 

iBooks - https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/a-dragons-treasure/id1436464020?_bbid=10675383&mt=11

 

GPlay - https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Lorelei_Moone_A_Dragon_s_Treasure?id=1pJuDwAAQBAJ

 

Kobo - https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/a-dragon-s-treasure-1

 

 


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Lorelei Moone is an author of paranormal / fantasy romance based in London. A lover of all things sweet, and caffeinated, when she’s not writing about sexy bear shifters and their strong-willed curvaceous love interests, Lorelei can be found baking cookies or cakes for her family.

 


Website http://www.loreleimoone.com/

 

Facebook https://www.facebook.com/LoreleiMoone

 

Twitter https://twitter.com/authorlmoone

 

Newsletter http://www.loreleimoone.com/contact/join-loreleis-mailing-list/


Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/14233748.Lorelei_Moone


Bookbub https://www.bookbub.com/authors/lorelei-moone


Amazon https://www.bookbub.com/authors/lorelei-moone

 


 


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