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Book Blitz & Giveaway! Holli’s Hellfire (The Women of Purgatory #3) Tish Thawer!

 

 

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Welcome Readers! Today, I am celebrating the release of Holli’s Hellfire - the 3rd book in The Women of Purgatory by Tish Thawer! Enjoy and don’t forget to enter the giveaway!


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ABOUT THE BOOK

 

 

Holli’s Hellfire 
by Tish Thawer
(The Women of Purgatory #3) 
Published by: Amber Leaf Publishing
Publication date: January 15th 2019
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal, Romance


Synopsis:

 

Will she choose to stay the Reaper she is, or become the Goddess she was?

Holli’s memories of her life as the Goddess Hel are starting to resurface, and the timing can’t be a coincidence.

 

Her father’s quest continues to threaten Purgatory, and her decision to embrace her past has the potential to save or destroy it all.  

 

Find out in the exciting conclusion to The Women of Purgatory trilogy.

 


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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22321994-holli-s-hellfire

 

 


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Holli's Hellfire is the 3rd Book in The Women of Purgatory series

 

A new adult Urban Fantasy series, featuring three bad-ass women who leave their mark on Heaven, Purgatory, and Hell.

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/series/129147-the-women-of-purgatory

 

 

 

1 Raven's Breath
2 Dark Abigail
3 Holli's Hellfire

 

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AVAILABLE in ebook

 

Amazon: https://amzn.to/2RJ8cYr

 

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/hollis-hellfire-tish-thawer/1129632212?ean=2940155826729

 

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/hollis-hellfire/id1437578056?mt=11

 

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/holli-s-hellfire

 


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· A signed copy of all three books in the series (Raven's Breaths, Dark Abigail, and Holli's Hellfire)

 

Giveaway ends Jan 24th:

 

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2017 - #1 Bestseller in Historical Fiction (Witches of BlackBrook)
2017 - Top 100 Bestselling in Paid Kindle Store (Witches of Blackbrook)
2015 - Best Cover - Penned Con (The Witches of BlackBrook)
2015 - Readers Choice Award - My New Favorite Book Awards (The Witches of BlackBrook)

 

Bestselling and Award Winning Author, Tish Thawer, writes paranormal romances for all ages. From her first paranormal cartoon, Isis, to the Twilight phenomenon, myth, magic, and superpowers have always held a special place in her heart.

Tish is known for her detailed world-building and magic-laced stories. Her work has been compared to Nora Roberts, Sam Cheever, and Charlaine Harris. She has received a RONE Award nomination (Reward of Novel Excellence), as well as nominations for Best Cover, Reader’s Choice, and Author of the Year (Fantasy, Dystopian, Mystery).

 

Tish has worked as a computer consultant, photographer, and graphic designer, and is a columnist for Gliterary Girl media and has bylines in RT Magazine and Literary Lunes Magazine. She resides in Arizona with her husband and three wonderful children and is represented by Gandolfo, Helin, and Fountain Literary Management.

 

You can find Tish on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/AuthorTishThawer

 

A common FAQ: "How do you pronounce her last name?"

 

Answer: Think "Bower" or "Thow-er". It's Persian! 

 

 

 


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

 

Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/AuthorTishThawer

 

Twitter - https://twitter.com/TishThawer

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5201320.Tish_Thawer

 

 

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Blog Tour & Giveaway with Excerpt! Shadow Walker (Bloody Hearts #1) Anya J. Cosgrove!

 

 

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Good Morning Readers! Today, I am sharing the 1st book in a new series that released yesterday! Shadow Walker is the 1st book in the paranormal romance series - Bloody Hearts by Anya J. Cosgrove! Enjoy and don’t forget to enter the giveaway!

 

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ABOUT THE BOOK

 

 

Shadow Walker 
by Anya J. Cosgrove 
Publication date: January 17th 2019
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

 

Synopsis:

 

A newborn witch is rescued by two smoking-hot brothers. Can she unravel their dark secrets? Or will she lose her soul trying?


Alana sucks at witchcraft. Healing, telepathy, seeing through illusions… she can’t master any of it.


Sparring with the six-foot-three muscular Walker brothers doesn’t help her focus. Alana’s not about to let herself fall for a man—or a demon—especially not the ones that abducted her in an attempt to save her life.


When a bitter demon learns of Alana’s existence, he’ll stop at nothing to possess her and drive a wedge between the two brothers. If Alana can’t learn to use her powers, she’ll die. If she can’t discern illusion from reality, she’ll lose her mind.
Nothing stays black and white in a world full of shadows.


Demons, witches, forbidden love… visit the otherworld today.


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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40869483-shadow-walker

 

BookBub - https://www.bookbub.com/books/shadow-walker-bloody-hearts-book-1-by-anya-j-cosgrove

 

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Romance.io - https://www.romance.io/books/5c3ed7ef01dbc864fb982677/shadow-walker-a-slowburn-paranormal-romance-anya-j-cosgrove

 

 


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AVAILABLE in print or ebook

 

Amazon: https://amzn.to/2M4DAeQ

 

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LOSING MY RELIGION

 

Upon waking the next morning, I was primed for a fight. Taking the stairs two at a time, I entered the kitchen to find Thom in front of the stove. My thoughts drifted when I saw him, and my accusing questions got stuck in my throat. Dark blue jeans hugged his hips, and he was naked from the waist up. A sparse stretch of sand chest hair ran on his muscular torso. As he waited for the eggs to cook, he scratched the stubble on his chin, his light blond curls tousled.

 

God, he's hot.

 

Suddenly feeling underdressed, I considered the white lace trim of the gray night camisole I was wearing. Nipples threatened to show through the thin cotton and the pajama shorts barely came to my mid-thighs, so I was practically naked, too. Blush crept on my cheeks and chest. We looked like two lovers having breakfast after a night of passion. Not that I'd had any of those in a long, long while.

 

I gave myself a brisk, inward shake. Stop it.

 

Thom chose this moment to notice me. "Good morning. Sunny-side up, or scrambled?" He asked with a dashing smile.

 

Ignoring the fact that my heart skipped a beat, I gritted my teeth together and forced myself to go on with my original plan. "Did you know I was going to end up here?" I asked point-blank.

 

The seriousness of my voice seemed to surprise him, and he removed the frying pan from the stove. "Yes and no."

 

A cryptic answer, again. I gave him a dirty look that commanded he stop being enigmatic. "Which is it, Walker?"

 

He winced. "I knew you might end up here."

 

Busted. I crossed my arms, waiting for an explanation. Better be a good one.

He took a deep breath. "Certain people have the latent ability to become witches even if their ancestors are not. They are called random witches and come from human bloodlines. That potential has a limited time frame, a few weeks at most.

You weren't supposed to activate anymore." I frowned, and he caught my unspoken question. "You had turned twenty, and nothing had happened. We were going to move on."

 

I digested his words. My plan to break a window switched to the back-burner, and I found myself content with his answer, at least for the time being.

 

As I thought back on our last meeting, the night of my birthday party, everything made more sense. The sweet goodbye kiss on the cheek had felt like an adieu. He was going to leave, never to be seen again. That's why he hadn't texted me back the next day. "You move from girl to girl until one becomes a witch, and when they do, you save them?" I summed up, and he nodded. "Why?"

 

How did he end up with this occupation? I didn't remember seeing witch guardian in the university brochure.

 

"Because they deserve to be saved." He didn't say it out of self-aggrandizement but in earnest.

 

My stupid heart swooned. "How do you know where to look?"

 

He shifted his gait from one foot to the other. "Liam knows."

 

As soon as he spoke his brother's name, the shroud of worries reappeared, and I quickly changed the subject. "So, I'm a witch?" I stated out loud, curious to see how it sounded.


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Prize(s) listed on giveaway


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Link: http://anyajcosgrove.com/giveaways/shadowwalker/

 


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Anya J Cosgrove lives in Québec with her husband, her beautiful son, and two mischievous cats. She works as a veterinarian by day. She’s a travel and Disney junkie and is passionate about her favorite paranormal series.

What would Buffy do? Kick ass!

 

Read it first! http://bit.ly/anyaslair

 



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Blog Tour & Giveaway with Excerpt! Wrong Bed Right Roommate (Accidental Love #1) Rebecca Brooks!

 

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Thanks for joining me today, Readers! Today I am celebrating the release of Wrong Bed, Right Roommate – the 1st book in the Accidental Love series by Rebecca Brooks! Enjoy and don’t forget to enter the giveaway!

 

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ABOUT THE BOOK

 

 

Wrong Bed, Right Roommate 
by Rebecca Brooks 
Published by: Entangled: Brazen
Publication date: January 14th 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

 

Synopsis:

 

It’s not every day you wake up to a stranger getting into your bed.
Only, he isn’t a stranger at all, he’s my best friend’s hot older brother…and apparently my new roommate.

 

Having him in my space, driving me crazy, isn’t a problem at all. Nope.
All I need to do is keep control of the situation…

 

But that’s easier said than done.

 

Shawn Lassiter is the kind of distraction I don’t need.

 

First he accidentally gets into my bed, half-naked, the night before my first day at my new job.

 

Hello, muscles and tattoos!


Then he’s there, in nothing but a towel, making me coffee in the morning.
It’s more than any girl can resist. Right?

 

But Shawn is off-limits, even if his eyes are saying differently.


Years ago, back when I still had my crush, he destroyed friendships with his reckless playboy antics.

 

There’s no way I’m touching those perfectly formed abs now. I don’t care how nice and responsible he’s acting.

 

I don’t want a boyfriend anyway. That’s what my trusty vibrator is for.


I’m the smart girl—the glasses-wearing, book-reading workaholic. I can totally do this.

 

After all, it’s only for two and a half months.


I’ll be on my best behavior…even if Shawn isn’t.


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iBooks - https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/wrong-bed-right-roommate/id1440486177?mt=11

 

B&N - https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/wrong-bed-right-roommate-rebecca-brooks/1129792020?ean=9781640636941

 


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EXCERPT # 2

 

 

Shawn couldn’t want her like this. She knew he didn’t want her like this. He could have had any woman in that club.

 

He’d only danced with her because they were roommates, and he was trying to be nice, and obviously they’d gone home together because they lived together. It wasn’t like there was some kind of arrangement.

 

She should have stayed home tonight, working. She should have said no when he asked if she wanted to go out after the bar. Even after all those mistakes, she should at least pull away now and end this.

 

But Shawn wasn’t stopping things, and she could feel in the heat of his body and the way he held her that he wasn’t going to. She gave herself another heartbeat to decide what to do. If only she could pause time, open up an Excel spreadsheet, and make a pros and cons list to help her choose!

 

Should I make out with my roommate and my best friend’s older brother: Y/N?

 

But that wasn’t the way life worked. She couldn’t just leave him in the living room waiting for her while she went to plan every step of her future. And then it was too soon, it was already happening, he was hooking a finger under her chin and lifting her face to his.

 

The next thing she knew, he was kissing her.

 

And it looked like she’d made her decision, because she was kissing him back.

His lips were soft, but his touch was hard, insistent, as though he needed more of her—more of her body, her breath. His hands ran through her hair, down her back, drawing her closer. She felt like she was melting, sinking right into him, letting him take and take and take.

 

She pulled away, gasping.

 

“We can’t do this,” she said, looking up at him, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.

 

“I know.”

 

“Talia would freak.”

 

“I know.”

 

“And we’re living together.”

 

“I know.”

 

“Then what are we—”

 

He kissed her again. The question fizzled inside her as soon as his lips were on hers, replaced with the champagne bubbles she felt just from being around him. She kissed him back, touching him, tasting him, his mouth warm and searching, her tongue moving with his.

 

“What are we doing?” she finally managed, but it was more like a whimper than the actual question she’d meant.

 

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Giveaway - ends Jan 24th:

 

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Rebecca Brooks lives in New York City in an apartment filled with books. She received a PhD in English but decided it was more fun to write books than write about them. She has backpacked alone through India and Brazil, traveled by cargo boat down the Amazon River, climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro, explored ice caves in Peru, trekked to the source of the Ganges, and sunbathed in Burma, but she always likes coming home to a cold beer and her hot husband in the Bronx. Her books are about independent women who leave their old lives behind to try something new–and find the passion, excitement and purpose they didn’t know they’d been missing. Learn more at http://rebeccabrooksromance.com.

 

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Book Blitz & Giveaway with Excerpt! Hot Justice (Hostile Operations Team #14) Lynn Raye Harris!

 

 

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Thanks for joining me for the release blitz celebration of Hot Justice – the 14th book in the Hostile Operations Team series by Lynn Raye Harris! Enjoy & don’t forget to enter the giveaway!


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ABOUT THE BOOK

 

 

 

Hot Justice 
by Lynn Raye Harris 
(Hostile Operations Team #14) 
Publication date: January 15th 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

 

Synopsis:

 

 

She's searching for justice. He's searching for peace. 


What they need is each other. They just don't know it yet...

 

Dean "Wolf" Garner is the kind of guy who loves hard and leaves fast. From the moment he rescues reporter Haylee Jamison in the Guatemalan jungle, he can't stop thinking about the dark-haired beauty. His life is too complicated for romantic entanglements though--and not even a woman like Haylee can convince him otherwise. 

 

Haylee wasn't supposed to be in the drug cartel's compound, but she was captured while on a mission of her own: find the trail of fake opioids entering the US and halt the operation. Back home in DC, Haylee can't stop thinking about the gorgeous military operator who rocked her world for one steamy night before leaving. But when she uncovers a conspiracy and finds herself in danger, there's only one man she trusts to keep her safe.

 

It's easy for Wolf to risk his life to protect Haylee and give her the justice she desires. The hard part is taking a chance and admitting what's in his heart before it's too late. 

 

Before he loses the best thing that's ever happened to him.

 

"Lynn Raye Harris is the undisputed Queen of Military Romance because her Hostile Operations Team series just keeps getting better and better." ~ Diane B.

 


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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/42431505-hot-justice

 

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Hot Justice is the 14th book in the Hostile Operations Team series

 

Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/series/104095-hostile-operations-team

 

 

.5 Reckless Heat
1 Hot Pursuit
2 Hot Mess
3 Hot Package
4 Dangerously Hot
5 Hot Shot
6 Hot Rebel
7 Hot Ice
8 Hot and Bothered
9 Hot Protector
9.5 Hot Witness
10 Hot Addiction
11 Hot Valor
12 Hot Angel
13 Hot Secrets
14 Hot Justice

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Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/hot-justice

 

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Mexico-Guatamala Border

 


Dean “Wolf” Garner waited for the jump command. He was standing nut-to-butt with his teammates, all of them suited up and ready to go. This was a HAHO jump where they’d fall out of the aircraft one behind the other, open chutes about fifteen seconds in and then coast for forty miles to the landing zone. Cade “Saint” Rogers was team lead and he’d be first out the door. Wolf was second. Echo Squad would stack up behind the leader while they were airborne and follow Saint’s lead as he guided them using GPS and landmarks.


The C-130 Hercules doors were open and they’d switched over to oxygen bottles. HAHO jumps were hell on the body, whether from the minus-zero wind temps, the lack of oxygen and threat of hypoxia, or the incredible snap of the harness when the chute deployed. It was a necessary evil when trying to sneak up on the enemy, though.


They were currently at T-minus two. The PT had cleared them all to jump and the jumpmaster was about to give the signal.


“You bastards stick with me,” Saint said into their earpieces. “Let’s go get those hostages and get the fuck out.”


Seconds later, Wolf was free falling into the sky behind Saint. Wolf deployed his chute, grunting as the harness snapped him hard against the restraints. Jesus. He was carrying a hundred pounds of gear and weaponry, which made the experience even more fun.


He sighted in on Saint and lined up. The rest of the team followed, everyone checking in, and then they were gliding under canopy toward the LZ.


The sun perched in the sky behind them, sinking quickly toward the horizon. Everything below was bathed in golden light that faded into darkness the father east Wolf looked. It was a beautiful sight and he never took it for granted.


The terrain here was mountainous and green and a river cut through the landscape, marking the border. This was the area where the Mexican cartels got their rocket-propelled grenades and grenade launchers as well as other military-grade equipment they used as they fought each other for territory. It’d be fine if all they did was kill each other, but unfortunately civilians often got caught in the crossfire.


Sometimes those civilians were American, and sometimes they were held for ransom. Like now. A group of dentists and opticians on a mission to provide services to an impoverished village had been swept up in the raid and HOT had been tasked with getting them out.


It took twenty minutes, but the team touched down and shrugged out of their chutes. They buried them, along with the special jumpsuits and oxygen canisters. Then they slung their M4 rifles across their chests and started the trek toward the camp where the cartel was holding the hostages.


HOT had pictures of the camp from drone photography and they knew the layout and the approximate number of people who guarded it. Echo Squad wasn’t just there to extract hostages—they were also there to take out the cartel members who were in the camp. At last count, that had been twenty.


Wolf didn’t feel sorry for the men. They were rough, evil, nasty men who terrorized innocent civilians. They killed indiscriminately, and they left messages in the form of headless bodies dangling from bridges and trees.


No, Wolf had no problem with killing them. It took Echo another forty minutes to reach the camp. It was dark by then, and the cartel men were drinking. The hostages were nowhere to be seen, but HOT knew they were being held in a rough concrete structure in the center of the camp. Ten men and women from somewhere in Alabama, on a church mission to help the poor. They were no doubt terrified and probably dehydrated and hungry.


“Like we planned it,” Saint said into their earpieces. The team split up and fanned out around the camp. Wolf and Noah “Easy” Cross slipped silently toward their target. They waited for the signal, then glided toward the men they’d marked. A quick slip of the knife and two cartel members would never harm anyone again.


A man emerged from the building where the hostages were, dragging a woman with him. She was small and dark-haired and she fought mightily. Wolf stiffened as the man thrust her against the side of the building and dropped his mouth to her neck. She wrenched her head to the side and tried to hit him but he caught her wrist and pinned her to the wall.


Wolf signaled Easy that this one was his. Easy nodded, lifting his rifle to provide covering fire if necessary as Wolf crossed the distance. The cartel members were falling quickly as his teammates took them out. Soon, Echo would converge on the building.


The woman was fighting hard when Wolf slipped up behind the man. Before Wolf could grab him, the man grunted and stumbled backward. His hands dropped to his crotch and Wolf nearly laughed. Smart girl. Brave girl.


He yanked the man back and stabbed him in the kidney, dropping him to the ground. The woman’s dark eyes widened. She was wearing a stained white button-down shirt that had been torn open and jeans with tennis shoes. Her black hair was wild and her skin was golden, and his heart thumped once before he clamped down on the reaction.


“You’re American?” she asked in a soft southern accent. “You’ve come to rescue us?”


“Yes,” he told her, turning to place her behind him as he scanned the camp for any stragglers. Someone shouted in the distance and a shot rang out.


“Got him,” Jax “Gem” Stone said in Wolf’s ear. “Fucker.”


“Status,” Saint ordered.


“All clear,” Malcolm “Mal” McCoy replied. The rest of Echo Squad followed suit.
“Let’s get the hostages,” Saint said.


Wolf turned back to the girl, knowing that Easy had his back and that his teammates were converging on the building to extract the hostages. “You okay?” he asked, dropping his gaze over her body, back up to her eyes. Dark, fiery eyes.

Angry eyes.


She lifted her chin as she pulled her shirt together. “Yes. Fine.”


“What’s your name?”


“What’s yours?” she shot back.


Wolf grinned. “Wolf.”


She blinked. “Is that really your name?”


“No, but I like it better than my real name. Which is Dean, by the way.”


“Dean.” She paused for a moment. Then she thrust out her hand. “I’m Haylee. Pleased to meet you.”


He took her hand. A sizzle of something electric rolled through him. “You always so polite in dangerous situations?”


She grinned, and his heart thumped again. “I don’t know. This is my first kidnapping.”

 


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Lynn Raye Harris is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the HOSTILE OPERATIONS TEAM SERIES of military romances as well as 20 books for Harlequin Presents. A former finalist for the Romance Writers of America's Golden Heart Award and the National Readers Choice Award, Lynn lives in Alabama with her handsome former-military husband, two crazy cats, and one spoiled American Saddlebred horse. Lynn's books have been called "exceptional and emotional," "intense," and "sizzling." Lynn's books have sold over 3 million copies worldwide.



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Book Blitz & Giveaway with Excerpt! Wishes in a Bottle (Wishes & Dreams #1) Allie McCormack!

 

 

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Hello Readers! Today I am celebrating the release of Wishes in a Bottle – the 1st book in the Wishes & Dreams series by Allie McCormack! Enjoy and don’t forget to enter the giveaway!

 

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ABOUT THE BOOK

 

 

Wishes in a Bottle 
by Allie McCormack 
(Wishes & Dreams, #1) 
Publication date: January 15th 2019
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

 

Synopsis:


Centuries ago in plague-struck Italy, Julian DiConti cast a powerful spell in desperation to have the magical power to be able to help his people who were dying in horrific conditions. The spell goes spectacularly awry, leaving Julian enslaved to a Djinn bottle, bound to grant three wishes to each Master of the bottle until the spell can be broken. More than anything, Julian longs for a normal life – for a home, and a family. After six hundred years, however, he has begun to despair of ever being freed from the spell.

 

Enter Alessandra Taylor, a young woman who has followed her calling to help others, in the face of vociferous disapproval from her family, particularly her controlling father. Working at a shelter for battered women, she’s thrilled to meet the reclusive Julian DiConti, whose collection of garments from third world countries has provided funding for shelters across the country. When Julian turns out to be a Djinn from the old bottle she found in her attic, she hears his story and empathizes with his despair. Although she’s willing to free him, he can’t tell her how. As time goes by, their initial attraction blossoms into a love that both realize is doomed. Once she has made her third wish, the magic of the bottle will whisk Julian away and out of her life forever… unless she can somehow figure out how to free him. But one by one, she’s forced to use the precious wishes to help others.


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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43234144-wishes-in-a-bottle

 

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EXCERPT #1


“Betty!”


Alessandra burst into the supervisor’s office, bursting with excitement. It was her first day back at work after everything that had happened. Betty looked up from her computer monitor, peering at Alessandra over the top of her reading glasses.


“Welcome back. What’s got you in such a tweak?”


“You’ll never guess who I've met.” Alessandra came to perch on the corner of Betty’s desk, nudging a stack of official-looking papers aside with her hip, anticipating Betty’s response.


“Whom,” Betty corrected automatically, taking her glasses off and leaning forward, slender brows raised over grey-blue eyes sparkling with interest. “Don’t keep me in suspense. Tell me.”


Alessandra leaned forward. “Julian,” she spoke the name slowly, enunciating each syllable, “DiConti.”


She enjoyed seeing Betty’s eyes widen, hearing her audible gasp.
“No!”


Alessandra just smiled and nodded.


“Oh my God, Alessandra. How did you meet him? Where? Is he here, in New York?”


“Yes, he’s here. In fact, it turns out he lives here, in the city.”


Alessandra paused for effect, grinning at the growing anticipation on her boss’ face. A thought struck her, and she pondered. Julian's face arose in her mind's eye, the clear pleasure on his face when he'd learned that she worked at one of the shelters that had received donations from the fund he'd set up. He would never ask, she thought, to visit the shelter to see for himself. He'd be well aware of the security and anonymity they required. But she would bet her bottom dollar he would love to actually see for himself the difference his Foundation had made for some.


“I wonder," she said slowly. "I wonder if we might invite him to visit, and see what improvements his donations have made possible.”


“Yes!” Betty shot out of her chair. “Alessandra, this could be wonderful for us.”


“I’ve told him a bit about what we’ve been able to do with the funds we’ve gotten from Uncommon Threads. It turns out that he’s never seen a safe house, and has only the most basic knowledge of what we do here. He told me that he’d never met anyone who’d benefited directly from his Foundation, not here in the States, I mean. I think he’d very much like to see the place, what we’ve been able to do with the extra funding.”


Betty sank back into her chair, staring at Alessandra.


“I can’t believe it. You have met Julian DiConti. You’ve actually spoken to him. Do you know he has only appeared in public once? Once! And that was at the opening of his Uncommon Threads exhibit last year. He’d never been seen before then, has never been seen since. He travels a lot, the papers say,”


Betty seemed to be still lost in amazement. She lowered her voice, leaning forward conspiratorially, “Do you know, no one has ever been able to get a picture of him? He’s never been in the paper or in a magazine, not on the Internet... nothing! Even the paparazzi can’t seem to snap a shot of him.”


Alessandra tucked that away in the back of her mind to ponder. She’d ask Julian about it later. It seemed impossible that journalists, as persistent as they were annoying, would not have gotten some shots of him. A person as wealthy and reclusive as Julian DiConti would draw paparazzi attention like bees to honey. Maybe it was something to do with the Djinn magic. Certainly one could not live for so many hundreds of years and leave a record, something by which one could be recognized, especially now with photography. How embarrassing to have a photograph of one resurface half a century later and you haven’t changed by a whisker.


Betty’s mind was already darting ahead.


“We can invite the Board of Directors, and maybe some of the...”


“No, absolutely not,” Alessandra interrupted hastily. She didn’t have to ask Julian to know what his feelings about that would be. “He wouldn’t like that at all. He’s a very private person. Really, Betty. I think he’d appreciate seeing the positive results of his efforts, to see for himself the difference that is being made. He wouldn’t want publicity, or any grand fuss made, and you know it would be bound to get out, if we told the Board. And, too, you know,” she pressed on, “the residents here wouldn’t like it, either. It would make them uncomfortable. Just being here is hard enough for most of them.”


“Yes,” Betty admitted. “But, at the same time... Mr. DiConti is such a huge contributor. More than half a million dollars, just to us! It seems almost rude not to do everything we can to welcome him.


“Bring out the red carpet and brass band?” Alessandra suggested with a laugh. “Betty, I assure you he would neither expect that, nor want it.”


Betty pursed her lips, thinking this over. “You’re sure?”


“I am.” Alessandra made her answer as firm and authoritative as she could. “I’m very sure, Betty. And I was thinking, you know. We might ask some of the women if they would be willing to talk with him, tell him their stories. He knows the stories of the women he has helped in India, why shouldn’t he hear the stories of the women here? We can let the residents know exactly when he would be here, let them choose to come out to meet him, or not.”


“He’s worth millions, you know. Billions.” Betty’s eyes held a dreamy, far-away expression. “Mostly inherited, but he’s made a pile on his own. That antique shop has been around forever. There was an article on him in People magazine when he first opened Uncommon Threads, and then when it did so well and he sent the collection on tour across America. There was an article on Whimsies, too, in that artsy magazine from the Village. No one really knows much about Julian himself, though.”
“Except that he’s worth a lot of money.” Alessandra laughed, but inside she cringed. Billionaire? Of course, six hundred years was plenty of time for financial planning, but still... It was almost impossible to comprehend. Billions of dollars? And he was living in a little glass bottle on her dresser!


It would have been funny, if it weren’t so sad. Alessandra’s heart ached for Julian. If only there were something she could do for him, some way that she could release him from the spell so that he could really live, could have a real life. She would gladly give all three of her wishes... well, the two she had left... but she would have given all of them to free him.


That spell seemed more like a curse to her. Julian was so desperately unhappy. He never said so, but she could see it in his dark azure eyes, the brooding sadness that never quite left, that lurked behind the charming smile. So many times she had caught the quiet lapses, when he retreated inside himself when he thought she was unaware. It seemed an awful punishment, no matter what he had done. She just wished she could find a way to help him.


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A career medical transcriptionist, Allie McCormack is now writing from home full-time. Allie has traveled quite a bit and lived many places all over the U.S., and also a year in Cairo, Egypt as an exchange student, and a year in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia under contract to a hospital there, plus a short stint with NATO while she was in the Army. As a single mom, she raised a wonderful daughter who's recently married and there are plans afoot for grandchildren. A disabled veteran, Allie now lives in the beautiful Sorona Desert in southern Arizona with her two rescue cats and writes full-time. 

 

Allie says: "A writer is who and what I am... a romance writer. I write what I know, and what I know is romance. Dozens of story lines and literally hundreds of characters live and breathe within the not-so-narrow confines of my imagination, and it is my joy and privilege to bring them to life, to share them with others by writing their stories."



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