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Monday, February 3, 2014

♥~~Spotlight + Giveaway~~♥ BEGOTTEN by Giovanna Lagana

 
 

Title: Begotten
The Forsaken Prophecies
Author: Giovanna Lagana
Genre: Paranormal romantic suspense, Mystery/Thriller
ASIN: B00H0M7PLI
Number of pages: 324
Word Count: 78280
Cover Artist: Ghislain Mallet

 
 
 

In the blink of an eye Megan Johnson’s perfect life turns into a nightmare. Her beloved husband mysteriously dies in a car crash and her fourteen-year-old son, Tristan, runs away with a diabolical cult leader named Vincent Hellion. Her world is spiraling to destruction. She leans on her husband’s best friend, Rhett Foster, for support and help. But when feelings she thought she never had for Rhett begin to surface and unknown psychic powers possess her, she becomes more confused than ever. She tries to push her feelings for Rhett aside and focus on her visions to save her son before it’s too late.
Rhett Foster has loved Megan for so long. But he never confessed his feelings to her because his best friend was her husband. Now that her husband is dead, he struggles with his conscience. Should he tell Megan how he really feels or should he honor his best friend's memory?
Megan's desperate quest to find and free her son sets them both on a path of love, danger, and renewal. If they return, their lives will be changed forever.
 

 
 

Megan closed the door and leaned on it. She began to cry. Fatigue and the doctor’s words took their toll on her. Rhett hugged her and caressed her long hair. “You heard what the doctor said? Tristan is going to be all right.” She sniffled. “But what if he gets worse? Mark and he were so close. He lost his whole world a few days ago.” “He still has you,” Rhett said. “Yeah, but what if he doesn’t let me in? What if he won’t let me help him and support him? He’s a teenager now, Rhett. At his age, who knows how he will react.” Rhett stared into her eyes, which she knew were watery, red, and puffy. “Then I’m here. Granted, my relationship with Tristan isn’t anywhere as close as his relationship had been with his dad, but we are still close. If he won’t confide in you, then I’ll try. The kid is tough. You and Mark hit the jackpot with him. He’ll be okay.” “I hope you’re right, Rhett.” He pulled out a compact pouch of tissues from his suit pocket. “Here you go.” She smiled, wiped her teary eyes, and jokingly said, “Thanks, do you have any mascara in there, too?” He put his hand in his pocket to check. “No, just a small lint remover. Care to use it?” They both laughed at his joke. Then Megan felt a twinge of guilt for experiencing a happy emotion when she buried her husband just a few hours before. She turned serious. “Why is it that you always know what to say or do? It’s like you can read my mind.” He smiled as he raised his left eyebrow. “That’s because we’ve known each other almost all our lives.” “That’s true. There’s nothing we don’t know about each other. We have no secrets. You’re like the big brother I always wanted.” Looking up into the air, he nodded. “Yeah, yeah, I know. I know. You always say that.” “But it’s true. You’ve always been there for me, and for Mark.” A yawn escaped her lips. “What am I thinking right now?” Rhett winked as he spoke. “Okay, okay, I get the hint. I’ll go now.” With genuine concern, he continued, “Are you going to be okay?” “Yes, I think I’ll go to bed early.” He opened the door. “I’ll call you tomorrow from work. Bye.” He kissed her cheek and left.
* * * *
As Rhett closed the door behind him, he rubbed his nose. Megan’s soft locks had tickled his cheek. He could still smell her strawberry scented shampoo. He thought about what she had just said as he stood on her porch. “We have no secrets,” she’d uttered. She was wrong. He had a secret that he kept from her all of these years. He wondered if he should ever tell her the truth. Their friendship would be at great risk if he did. Rhett got into his car, put on the radio, and tuned it to his favorite station. The Wind Beneath My Wings was playing. He had a flashback of when he and Megan had been seventeen. They were dancing to this song at their prom. Since they didn’t have any dates, they decided to go with each other. A smile formed on his face as he remembered how they both had two left feet. A spectacle they had made of themselves on the dance floor. Ah, the fun times they had. Megan was certainly someone special. How boring his life would have been if she had never come into it. He drove off, vowing to protect her and her son in these troubled times. He owed it to Mark and to himself.


 


 
 

Giovanna Lagana is a freelance author. Some of her short stories and poems have been featured in magazines like Tales of the Talisman, Short-Story.Me, Static Movement, and Fear and Trembling Magazine, etc.
To learn more about Giovanna and her writing, please check her website at: www.giovannalagana.com
 

 
 
 
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Monday, September 16, 2013

Special Feature for Today: Hyde (Dark Musicals Trilogy, 3) by Laura DeLuca GIVEAWAY and Blog Tour!!!





Title: Hyde (Dark Musicals Trilogy, 3)
Author: Laura DeLuca
Genre: Young Adult, Thriller
Tour Host: Lady Amber's Tours




Rebecca Hope has looked death in the face twice and lived to tell her tale.
She and the love of her life, Justyn Patko, land a summer internship at a local dinner theater, performing the musical Hyde. While they are excited about their first paid acting gig, they soon find themselves surrounded by more experienced cast mates, jealous of their success. As if the tension isn’t bad enough, they soon discover that the business might be a front for something much more sinister.
When Justyn is accused of a crime that she knows he would never commit, Rebecca must decide if she wants to follow her head or her heart. While trying to prove his innocence, she makes a shocking discovery of her own.
Everyone has something to conceal in the grand finale of the Dark Musicals Trilogy. Rebecca has to look beyond the façade to discover the true Hyde or face her final curtain call.






Laura “Luna” DeLuca lives at the beautiful Jersey shore with her husband and four children. She loves writing in the young adult genre because it keeps her young at heart.  In addition to writing fiction, Laura is also the editor of a popular review blog called New Age Mama. She is an active member of her local pagan community, and has been studying Wicca for close to eight years.  Her current works include Destiny, Destiny Unveiled, Phantom, Morrigan, Player, and Demon.

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Excerpt


They found the rest of the Hyde cast waiting beside the stage. The parts had already been assigned, and Justyn and Rebecca had spent most of the spring trying to memorize their lines in between Phantom performances and studying for finals. Justyn had even grown his hair out for the dual role of Henry Jekyll and Edward Hyde. They had their parts down cold, but this was the first time they’d be practicing with the rest of the troupe. In fact, it was the first time they were meeting the cast at all. Fernando set about making the introductions while Rebecca shuffled her feet from side to side and fiddled with the ammonite necklace Justyn had given her. She wasn’t sure why, but she had the distinct feeling more than one of her future co-workers were giving her the once-over, and their expressions definitely weren’t friendly. The flickering lights above the stage only made their faces look more sinister.
“Hello, everyone!” Fernando began, “I’m so excited to finally introduce you all to Justyn and Rebecca, the future Broadway stars I told you about. They will, of course, be playing the lead roles of Dr. Jekyll and his fiancée Emma.”
Already a few people huffed and rolled their eyes. Rebecca wasn’t sure if it was for their benefit or simply because of Fernando’s over exuberance. Rebecca and her friends nodded to the crowd and got a few brief waves in response, but also a few nasty scowls. In particular, there was one dark-haired guy wearing a wife-beater, revealing the torso of a Greek God. He looked like he would be more at home in the mob than on the stage. A fedora certainly wouldn’t have appeared out of place on top of his kinky curls, and he was glaring at Justyn as though he were planning his next hit. A gorgeous blonde with her curly hair pulled back in a tight ponytail was sitting on the edge of the stage beside him, filing her nails and looking thoroughly bored with the whole affair. Toward the back of the set, a few younger cast members were already doing warm-up stretches. Rebecca assumed they were part of the chorus line Carmen would be joining.
“I’d also like everyone to say hello to Tom and Carmen,” Fernando continued. “Tom will be playing the role of Dr. Jekyll’s friend and attorney John.”
“Whaz up, everybody?” Tom said with a cheerful wave. “How’s it going?”
The guy in the wife-beater snorted. “Looks like that kid should be hanging ten instead of hanging out on a professional stage.”
“Now, Steve, we talked about this already,” Fernando said, annoyed. “You’re one of my best actors, and you’ll be the star again come September for our fall show. But you know I wanted to try my hand at a musical at least once before I retired, and these kids have the voices to help me pull it off.”
Steve was still glowering, and Tom didn’t look very happy either, but Fernando had already moved on with the introductions. He came to a pretty girl who looked to be in her mid-twenties. She was sitting Indian style on the stage but rose to shake their hands as they approached. Her thick hair was so long it reached the small of her back, and the ebony waves surrounded a heart-shaped face with a dark tint that declared an ethnic descent. She gave them a small smile, but her deep brown eyes seemed melancholy. Even before he announced it, Rebecca already figured out what role she had acquired. She was the perfect choice to play the sulky prostitute who falls in love with Dr. Jekyll, only to die at the hands of a jealous Hyde.
“This is Victoria Diaz. Victoria will be playing Lucy,” Fernando told them, confirming her guess. “The ummm … lady of the night.”
Rebecca was smiling and shaking Victoria’s hand when again there was an odd crackling sound. The lights above them blinked and sputtered one last time before very abruptly going out altogether. There weren’t many windows in the dining area and the ones that were there were covered in blinds. The room was suddenly plunged into almost complete darkness, with the exception of the glowing exit signs. Rebecca couldn’t help but reach for Justyn’s arm as her eyes tried to adjust to the shadows. She felt a sudden panic rising in her chest, but it wasn’t




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Saturday, July 6, 2013

Our Souls to Keep by Gary Caruso Blog Hop!!!

I know you have been sitting at your computer, waiting every so patiently, with sweat beading across your forehead, your pulse beginning to race, waiting to see what I post next…OK..maybe over exaggerating a little…but here you go my loves!!!!






Blurb



As Wake struggles to keep his new sensations hidden, Satan orders him to corrupt the soul of a pregnant girl, Annemarie. Beautiful, gentle Annemarie. From the moment Wake sees her, she brings lightness to his blackened heart, dampening his loneliness, fueling his passion. If he chooses to defy Satan and spare the lives of Annemarie and her unborn child, his mother’s soul will writhe in Hell’s deepest pit for eternity. Annemarie or his mother? It’s a choice no one should have to make.





Author Bio




Gary Caruso lives in northern Virginia with his wife Jill, but their favorite place is in Ohio with their three beautiful grandchildren. Although Gary is exhilarated when he sits down to write, teaching middle school science is his first love. He’s passionate about empowering students to make thoughtful decisions and positive choices in life. Gary enjoys reading, especially fiction that blurs the line between what’s real and what’s fantasy. He never imagined becoming a writer until an ordinary car ride on a spring day jolted an unlikely thought into his head. Gary’s early experience writing is a reminder that no matter how intimidating the challenge, action and determination are the foundations for fulfilling any dream. Gary has an insatiable love for writing, a blessing he’s excited to share with his readers.





Author Interview


1.     What are your ambitions for your writing career?
My main ambition is to entertain as many people as possible. That means I have the responsibility to write engaging stories because, unlike movies that ask for only a two hour commitment, a book is part of reader’s life for a much longer period of time.

2.     Which writers inspire you?
It’s hard to say that I’m inspired by any author, but I’m humbled when I read how easily Edgar Allen Poe and Stephen King pull readers into a suspenseful scene, or Shakespeare for the emotion he creates within a short phrase.

3.     What have you written?
Our Souls to Keep is my first published novel, but I also have a short story prequel called The Promised Land available for free download at www.garycarusobooks.com. It’s a great way to better understand Wake and how he ends up in such a life altering situation.

4.     Give us some insight into the main character. What does he/she do that is so special?
In Our Souls to Keep, Wake is Hell’s only hybrid (human/demon) soul collector. But what makes him so interesting is his willingness to defy the wills of both Heaven and Hell to protect one beautiful pregnant girl, even though he may sacrifice his own life in the process. Even with demon blood coursing through his veins, he allows himself to love fully and he searches for something very precious—his lost humanity.

5.     What are you working on right now?
I’m putting the finishing touches on my second novel, a YA murder mystery series called The Dark Side of Truth, will release in September, 2013. I’m also writing notes on Souls on Fire, the sequel to Our Souls to Keep.

6.     What genre are your books?
Our Souls to Keep is a romantic paranormal thriller, and The Dark Side of Truth is a murder mystery.

7.     What draws you to this genre?
What has worked well for me is to genre-jump because it keeps my writing experience fresh and challenges me to write well within a new genre. For me, thrillers, mysteries, and adventure stories are a wonderful platform to build vibrant characters within an engaging story. They allow for the full spectrum of emotion and provide an opportunity for the characters to grow within dire circumstances.

8.     When did you decide to become an author?
I was driving home from work, stuck in traffic. My mind was wandering because I had an urge to do something different with my spare time. Then it just popped into my head, “Why not write?” It was really a radical thought. I watch football, but it doesn’t mean I can run onto the field and play pro football. I read books, and I was considering being a professional writer. It was a leap of faith. I had no writing experience—none! But I decided it would an adventure. That was three years ago. It took me a year to write and edit my first novel, Benjamin Drake and the Stones of Oberon. It was a fun story with lively characters, but I was a terrible writer. Thankfully, I enjoy writing more than I ever thought I would, so I was able to stick with it through the ugly times. I pushed that novel aside, burying it deep in some unknown place so no one would ever find it. I worked very hard to improve as quickly as possible so I could share my work without being too embarrassed. Now, I can’t imagine my life without writing.

9.     Do you have a special time you write or how is your day structured?
I teach science full time, so finding time to write takes planning and less sleep than I’d like. After school, I’d come home, do my teacher homework, say hello to my wife, and write for 4-5 hours. On weekends, I write 10 -12 hours a day unless I have other activities planned. The summer is the same 10-12 hour writing schedule. It’s a lot, but I love writing so it doesn’t usually feel like work.

10.                         Where do your ideas come from?
I have to know the very end of a story before I start writing it. If it isn’t a powerful ending then there doesn’t seem to be a good reason to continue. In the case of Our Souls to Keep, I knew the ending first. Soon after, a clear understanding of Wake and Annemarie followed. Then the challenge was crafting a story around them. It took quite a few laps around my house, but I had a rough plot in a weekend. It changed quite a bit in the writing process, but the ending and the core characters remained true.

11.                         What was the hardest thing about writing your latest book? What is the easiest thing?
Actually, I don’t think anything is easy about writing. There’s a respect and intensity to every moment because every detail, even the smallest detail, matters in the overall quality of a story. But the hardest part of writing a story is knowing where the story should start because that’s where you either grab the reader or give them a reason to put it down for good. If I start too far back in the story the details are unnecessary and boring, too far ahead and readers will feel confused and slighted. It’s a delicate balance.

12.                         How long on average does it take you to write a book?
About a year, draft to release. Although with the popularity of Our Souls to Keep, my time is drawn in other directions that have very little to do with writing. Some of those things I really enjoy, like responding to reader’s questions.

13.                         Do you ever get writer’s block?
Never. I’ve had times when I didn’t know where I was headed or how to fix a hole in the story, but I just write. Most of the time I end up deleting it, but every once in a while, I get a great idea, or a line of dialogue I can run with. The important thing is to write, even when you feel uninspired.

14.                         How many more books do you plan to be in this series?
Right now, I’m planning three books in this series, but this is a story with a very large scope. Ultimately, I’ll let Wake decide where the story ends.

15.                         What project are you working on now?
I mentioned before that my next novel is due for release in September, 2013. It’s a YA murder mystery series called The Dark Side of Truth. It’s an action-packed and heart-warming thriller about fifteen year-old Will Reed and his friend Mason, who stumble over a corpse in the woods. Will’s ex-con father is arrested for the murder—and it’s Will’s fault. With the police about to close their investigation, Will must discover the identity of a ruthless killer before his father goes back to prison. Not an easy task for two teenagers, but the discovery of a coded message starts them on an unexpected journey of mystery and danger to find an ancient relic. Unfortunately, there are others who are willing to kill in order to take possession of this valuable item.

16.                         Who designs your book covers?
Very early on I realized that my creativity stopped on the pages in the book. I was lucky to find Glen Edelstein. He’s a very talented graphics designer out of New York.

17.                         Where can you see yourself in 5 years time?
Older, but really doing the same thing I’m doing now only much better. I’m a very blessed person. I have two jobs, teaching and writing, that I love. I have a wonderful wife and a loving family. I have a circle of caring and supportive friends who I both admire and adore.

18.                         What advice would you give to your younger self?
My first reaction is to tell myself to pay attention more in class, and to avoid that one girlfriend, I would know who I mean. When I really think about it, the truth is that my life has taken a certain path. Some of it was hard, some of it was rewarding, but I would rather allow my life to unfold the way it did. I’m really a happy person. I wouldn’t want to change a thing.

19.                         How can readers discover more about you?
My web page is www.garycarusobooks.com.
My Facebook fan page is www.facebook.com/GaryCarusoBooks.
And my Goodreads page is www.Goodreads.com/GaryACaruso.
You can also find me lurking around Google+.

20.                         To end: Give us three Good to Know things about you.


  1. I can play video games for hours with my grandchildren without the slightest hope of winning and still enjoy myself.
  2. I choose my friends carefully. I prefer quality over quantity.
  3. I love dark chocolate, about 75% cocoa powder and beans from Venezuela. Actually, I think chocolate should have its own food group.


Excerpt


The crowd thins, eventually leaving Annemarie and me alone in the hallway. She gathers her books and turns, quicker than I expect. I can’t maneuver out of her way. Our collision is mild, but jarring enough to dislodge the books from her hands.
“I’m so sorry,” she says as she kneels to pick up her scattered books.
I should be helping her, but my eyes are fixed on her graceful movements. Her long brown hair has fallen to the side, exposing the back of her softly curved neck, and every reach for a stray book lengthens her back and shoulders, inviting my touch. From the lowest point, just above the waist of her jeans, the tip of my finger would snake upward, navigating the gentle ridge of her spine until my hand laces through the richness of her flowing hair.
She tilts her head upward and grins at me. “Are you okay?”
Her voice snaps me from my fantasy. “Me? Yeah, I’m…fine. Oh, god. I’m so sorry. I should be picking up your books. You’re…you know.” I point feeble-mindedly at her extended stomach.
“Pregnant,” she says as she stands and straightens her blouse. “It’s all right to say it. I already know.”
The tip of her tongue unknowingly caresses her lower lip and the gentle arc of her full upper lip stretches, the smallest amount, as a smile slowly radiates across her flushed cheeks. These emotions, human, raw and…hormonal, forgotten for so long, now my only hope for clear thought is to suppress them. This has to be one of Satan’s sadistic jokes.
I laugh from embarrassment, but it’s the first time, in too long, that the sound of untempered, unrestrained joy bubbles from my heart. How can she have this warming effect on me? I want to say something cute and funny, but my mind is a hornet’s nest of scrambled thoughts.
“You look familiar,” she says. “Do we have a class together?”
I gaze into her hazel eyes. I must appear flustered because she tilts her head and grins.
“No. I mean, I don’t know. Today is my first day at this school.”
“Great. Welcome to Roosevelt High School. My name is Annemarie.”
“I’m Wake.”
“Wake? That’s an interesting name.”
“Yeah, I know. It sounds like a funeral.”
“I like it. But I have to go. My little guy keeps pushing on my bladder. Lately, I have to use the restroom between every class.” She covers her mouth as if she gave too much information to someone she just met, but her joyful eyes can’t hide the smile hidden behind her hand.
“I can’t believe I just told you that.” She starts to hurry away, but looks over her shoulder. “See you later, Wake.”
I wave like an embarrassed adolescent. What a lousy first impression. I sounded like a bumbling, immature little boy.
I watch as she continues down the hall. I’ve seen other pregnant women before. They were clumsy, out of balance from carrying extra weight in front. But not Annemarie. Her steps are graceful and refined, like she’s gliding on a frozen pond. The gentle curves of her hips have remained slender, and sway hypnotically side-to-side in a rhythm that matches the drumming of my heart.
What am I thinking? Mooning about like a lovesick teenager. I can’t let my physical attraction for Annemarie erode the resolve I’ll need to complete this assignment. Yet, she’s the most beautiful… Does she even know how she makes me feel…how human? I’m stuck in a moment reserved for young love. There’s nothing merciful about denying the uninhibited excitement coursing through every inch of my body, but my plan is already in motion. The fate of my mother’s soul is in my hands. As much as I hate myself for thinking it, Annemarie’s beauty has to be extinguished. I have to collect her. I know Satan is convinced these human emotions will help, but right now, I wish I was a stone-cold demon. It would make it a lot easier to incinerate her goodness from the earth.

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