Book Blitz: The House of Fire and Rain by Victoria Lynn Osborne

 

The House of Fire and Rain
Victoria Lynn Osborne
(Firemountain Chronicles, #2)
Publication date: November 15th 2018
Genres: Adult, Fantasy

Dave Dobrowski is a detective in Firemountain. Things haven’t been the same in Firemountain since Dinah Steele took down Gleebelix. Now illegal prostitutes are dying in droves. Yet the legal brothel, The House of Fire and Rain, on tribal land is immune to a curse that is killing not only working girls but their clients. Dave and his alchemical partner Jolene Anderson, race to discover why legal girls are protected why illegals are dying and discover there is more than just morality at stake.

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Author Bio:

Victoria Lynn Osborne has always had a passion for telling stories. She wrote her first short story at the age of five and has kept her finger on the artistic impulse of writing. This has taken the form of plays, Dungeons and Dragons, short stories, and now novels.

Her greatest passion is fantasy, especially epic, and urban fantasy. She also loves mysteries. Her book series Jason and Mortyiene mysteries are murder mysteries in a high fantasy setting. Her epic series The Great Wyrm Saga is due out in 2015.

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Book Blitz: Cowboys for Christmas Anthology

 

Cowboys for Christmas
Kim Law, Liz Talley, Terri Osburn
(A Holly Hills Anthology)
Publication date: November 19th 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

3 cowboys…2 weeks…1 wedding!

Claire, Georgia, and Mary Catherine couldn’t be more different, but they promised they would be there for one another no matter what. And when they all gather in Holly Hills, Texas, for Mary Catherine’s Christmas wedding, they’ll find they have one thing in common: hearts that are about to be branded—by unforgettable cowboys.

In “Love Me, Cowboy” by Terri Osburn, wallflower Claire would be more excited about the wedding if it didn’t mean running into Mary Catherine’s brother—the bull rider she once had a scorching one-night stand with…

Ivy League volleyball coach Georgia never wanted to see Holly Hills—or another cowboy—again. But a sexy veterinarian is making her rethink her vow to never marry a Texas man in “Kiss Me, Cowboy” by Liz Talley.

Claire and Georgia both think that Mary Catherine is getting hitched to the wrong man, despite

how perfect he is. And in “Marry Me, Cowboy” by Kim Law, a local rancher with a wild reputation gives Mary Catherine a glimpse of what might have been—and what could still be…

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SNEAK PEEKS!

Love Me, Cowboy by Terri Osburn

Crossing the short distance to where he’d left his tools near the back of the truck, Tyler bent down and lifted with his left arm, only to have the box drop back to the floor with a crash. He gripped his left shoulder as his face contorted in pain.

“Tyler? What’s wrong?” Claire was afraid to touch his arm for fear of hurting him more. “Tell me what to do. I don’t know how to help.”

“It’s fine,” he said through a clenched jaw, then took several deep breaths, keeping his eyes closed. “I just forget sometimes.”

Claire caught herself taking deep breaths with him and had to make herself stop. “Forget what?” she asked.

Dropping his hand, Tyler opened his eyes and slowly lowered his shoulders. “The face wasn’t the only thing damaged in the accident. As I said at the Thirsty Cowboy the other night, my shoulder got torn up pretty bad, too. Doc has me in physical therapy and it’s mostly healed, but the weight of the toolbox was too much, I guess.”

He guessed? The man had taken years off her life with that reaction. The pain must have been excruciating to take his breath like that.

“Thank goodness you won’t be doing that anymore.”

“What do you mean?” he asked, working his shoulder up and down. “Picking up the toolbox? Not with that arm, I won’t.”

“Not the toolbox,” Claire said with a roll of her eyes. “Riding bulls. No more climbing onto the back of a beast that would rather kill you than let you stay there.”

Tyler’s face turned serious. “I have every intention of getting back on a bull.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“Dead serious.”

Claire threw a hand on her hip. “If that’s supposed to be a joke, it isn’t funny.”

“I don’t make jokes about my life.” His eyes darkened. “My life. I’m a bull rider, and I’m going to continue being one. No matter what you or my sister or anyone else says.”

Jerking the toolbox off the ground with his good arm, Tyler slammed it onto the truck bed, then hopped up after it. Claire had to shuffle around to the back so she could use the bumper to climb up, but she wasn’t about to let this stubborn cowboy walk away from this argument.

“Your sister loves you,” she yelled, storming across the empty flatbed. “And I . . .” She what? Loved him? Unfortunately so, but she wasn’t about to tell him. “I care about you, too. That bull could have killed you.”

“And I could get hit by a truck tomorrow. Doesn’t mean I’m going to hide in my house.”

“That isn’t the same and you know it.” Why couldn’t he see what getting back on a bull would do to the people around him? How they’d feel if the worst happened?

Tyler turned so quickly, Claire nearly charged into him. “What if someone told you to stop teaching?”

“What?”

“Didn’t your parents push you to be a lawyer? To do your civic duty and join the family business of running towns and making decisions for other people?”

Her situation was nothing like his. “Being a teacher isn’t going to get me killed.”

“No? How many school shootings have we had in the past few years?” Tyler asked. “Life is random, Claire. A meteor could kill us all tomorrow. You have to live while you can, the way you want.” His voice dropped as his eyes held hers. “I’m a bull rider. That’s what I do.”

Claire felt deflated. He was right. It was his life, and only he could decide how he wanted to live it. But that didn’t stop her from wishing he would choose another way.

“It’s going to kill your sister when you climb back on one of those bulls.”

And it will kill me, too, she thought.

“I can’t do what she’s done, Claire. I can’t walk away from the thing I love because it’s what other people think I should do.”

The need to grab him and hold on was so strong, Claire did the only thing possible.

She backed away.

“That banner probably needs to dry before being hung up. I’ll get someone to help me with it tomorrow.”

“Claire, don’t—”

“Mom’s expecting me for dinner.” Claire looked at her watch. Then at her feet. Anywhere but at the cowboy with his hand out. “You should head out, too. Thanks for helping the kids.”

“You’re welcome,” he said, but she barely heard the words as she hopped off the truck and stepped through the open warehouse door into a chilly December evening.

Kiss Me, Cowboy by Liz Talley

Reed didn’t say anything. Just watched her. The way her glossy lips shone in the neon glow, the way her eyes roved over the dance floor, the way that dress hugged every curve of her body.

Georgia’s gaze returned to his, and she must have seen the glint in his eyes. “I’m not going to sleep with you, you know.”

“What?”

“The way you’re looking at me, breaking in on my dance with Rusty, I can tell.”

“Rodney.”

“Who?”

“His name was Rodney. Not Rusty.”

“Oh,” she said.

“And I never said I wanted to sleep with you,” he said, hoping she couldn’t see straight through his bullshit. “I said I wanted to dance with you. See, those are two different things. For dancing, you usually keep your clothes on.”

“Depends on how you dance,” she said, cracking a smile. In her gaze he could see her trying to gain control. Her boldness seemed part of her protection. After Paul Milligan made the comment about Georgia growing up next door, he’d asked Tyler about his fiery damsel in distress. He now better understood the BMW, the fancy boots and jacket. He’d never been poor—quite the opposite—but he could imagine coming home to a town that had pigeonholed her. Not easy.

“Well, I suppose I could be talked into naked dancing by the right girl.”

“Too bad I’m not the right girl.”

Marry Me, Cowboy by Kim Law

Mary Catherine glanced causally around as she headed back to the bar, and this time she found Jax leaning against the far side of the counter.

He’d also found her.

His hat was pushed back on his head and those blue eyes she remembered so well were trained on her. And they didn’t seem anxious to move on anytime soon. Her breath hitched in her throat.

“Buy you a drink?” A dark-blond cutie asked when she stopped by an empty stool. “You’re the one getting married, right? I’m Tony. Me and my buddies here would be glad to protect your integrity tonight.” All five men gave her wide smiles.

She laughed with good humor. Her integrity didn’t need protecting, but she was there for some fun. And these guys were harmless. They’d been at the bar for a while now and didn’t seem to be looking for more than an entertaining Friday night off the ranch. “You and your buddies good at protecting a girl’s integrity, Tony?” she teased.

“The best.” He motioned for the bartender, and when asked what she wanted, she took another peek at Jax.

“Tequila,” she said. She winked at Tony. “Top shelf.”

Cuervo was her go-to for forgetting denim blue eyes.

Her brother came in then and caught her eye. He scanned the men now surrounding her and gave a wink—probably after also concluding that her integrity was intact—then turned his gaze away to take in the remainder of the crowd. Tyler was two years younger than her and was most definitely a town heartthrob. He’d been gorgeous for most of his life. Now he had a nasty slash across his left cheek.

It had only made him more good-looking.

A gaggle of women made their way over to him, and his broad face broke into a wide grin. The poor rodeo star, recovering from a bad throw from a bull. He didn’t seem to be suffering too much, that was for sure.

Mary Catherine shook her head at the unfairness of it all. If a woman came in with a scar like that, men would turn the other way. She rolled her eyes and leaned back against the bar, enjoying the night. The back of her neck suddenly tingled, and she knew without looking that he was looking at her.

The bartender set down the shot, and she tossed it back in one quick motion. It burned all the way down. She hissed in a breath between her teeth then took another peek at Jax.

Yep. Still looking. One eyebrow lifted subtly. That pissed her off. The man hadn’t spoken to her in ten years—other than to offer a foursome with two other women the night she’d been in here after her college graduation—and now, of all times, he showed up and wouldn’t look away.

As if something about her interested him.

Too damned bad. And ten years too late. She was an engaged woman now.

She motioned to the bartender for another drink.

“A girl who likes her tequila,” Tony muttered, leaning into the counter beside her. His eyes glowed with delight. “That’s pretty hot.”

Mary Catherine gave him a toothy grin. “Down boy. I’ve just decided I’m going to be drinking a lot tonight. Which means you have to behave.” She patted his shoulder. “I’m not expecting you to buy what I’m about to put away, though, so that’s the bright side. But I will take you up on that integrity thing. You keep me safe, okay? At least until my girls get back.”

She motioned to the dance floor with the second shot, where Georgia was dancing with Reed McCormick, and Claire was once again running from a handful of men. They’d been following her around all night as if she were a dog in heat.

“You got it.” Tony nodded like an obedient puppy and scooted in closer. He was taking the job seriously. The other four followed suit. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw no less than three women now crowding around Jax.

Maybe the four of them would have a foursome tonight.

Probably it was his regular Friday-night routine.

She downed the second shot and one of the guys ordered her a third, and then she returned to that night ten years ago…

Liz Bio:

A finalist in both RWA’s prestigious Golden Heart award and RITA award, Liz Talley has found a home writing sassy contemporary romance. Her stories are set in the South where the tea is sweet, the summers are hot and the men are hotter. Liz lives in North Louisiana with her childhood sweetheart, two handsome children, three dogs and a mean kitty. You can visit Liz at http://www.liztalleybooks.com to learn more about her upcoming books.

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Terri Bio:

Author of the Amazon and Wall Street Journal bestselling Anchor Island Series, Terri Osburn started putting words on the page in 2007. Five years later she was named a finalist in the Romance Writers of America Golden Heart contest for unpublished manuscripts. That led to signing with an agent in June of 2012, and the publication of her debut novel, Meant To Be, with Montlake Romance in May 2013. Since then Terri has gone on to sell more than a million books worldwide, and her work has been translated into German, Turkish, Italian, Spanish, and French. Ms. Osburn resides in middle Tennessee with her college-student daughter, four frisky felines, and two troublesome terriers. When she isn’t writing, she’s either traveling the world to meet new readers, or taking on a home improvement project to justify the purchase of all the power tools now filling her garage.

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Kim Bio:

As a child, award-winning author Kim Law cultivated a love for chocolate, anything purple, and creative writing. She penned her debut work, “The Gigantic Talking Raisin,” in the sixth grade and got hooked on the delights of creating stories. Before settling into the writing life, however, she earned a college degree in mathematics and worked as a computer programmer. Now she’s pursuing her lifelong dream of writing romance novels. She has won the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart Award, has been a finalist for the prestigious RWA RITA Award, and has served in varied positions for her local RWA chapter. A native of Kentucky, Kim lives with her husband and an assortment of animals in Middle Tennessee.

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Book Blitz: Fading to Black by V.H. Luis

 

Fading to Black
V.H. Luis
(Uninhibited #2)
Publication date: November 20th 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

We’re flawed. Both full of scars and tormented by the shadows of our past. But in each other’s arms we find solace, we find perfection.

Adam Black. Gorgeous, demanding, a sinful dream that once was my reality.

I was his… until I walked away.

For months I’ve managed to curb my Adam addiction. I’ve focused my energy on my painting career. I’ve found success. Still there is a dangerous urge within me I can’t resist, one that tempts me to be reckless. My life isn’t complete.

Something is missing… he’s missing.

I left him, but fate again has made us collide. And this time I won’t turn away—I won’t be the only one revealing the scars of my past.

I was his… am his… and this time he’ll be completely mine.

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Author Bio:

V.H. Luis is the author of the Black Series, an erotic romance trilogy that follows the love affair of Evelyn Snowe and Adam Black. Her debut book WAKING to Black, was released May 2, 2018, and the subsequent sequels FADING to Black, and SURRENDERING to Black, will follow shortly thereafter.

I’m a born and bred Miami Girl–and proud of it! I would wear shorts and flip-flops everyday of the week if I could. Growing up in Miami, surrounded by my parent’s heritage has made me proud of my Cuban ancestry. Cafecito and a guava pastry for breakfast? Yes, please! Salsa music while I tidy the house? Of course.

If I’m not busy scribbling notes about a story, I’m painting, listening to music, or spending time with the love of my life–my son. If I decide to travel, I bring the whole family (in-laws included), or at least I try to, because life is too short not to spend it with family; one of the many lessons my father taught me.

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Book Blitz: Dark Arts and A Daiquiri by Annette Marie

 

Dark Arts and a Daiquiri
Annette Marie
(The Guild Codex: Spellbound, #2)
Publication date: November 16th 2018
Genres: New Adult, Urban Fantasy

When I found myself facing down the scariest black-magic felon in the city, practically daring him to abduct me, I had to wonder exactly how I ended up here.

It all started when I accidentally landed a job as a bartender—but not at a bar. At aguild, populated by mages, sorcerers, alchemists, witches, and psychics. Good thing this lame-o human is adaptable, right?

Then my favorite guild members—three sexy, powerful, and intermittently charming mages—asked for my help. Did they want access to my encyclopedic knowledge of cocktails? Oh no. They wanted to wrap me up in a pretty ribbon and plunk me in the crosshairs of a murderous rogue to lure him out of hiding.

So that’s what we did. And that’s why I’m here. About to be kidnapped. Oh, and our grand plan for safely capturing said murderous rogue? Yeah, that completely fell apart about two minutes ago.

Why did I agree to this again?

Note: The three mages are definitely sexy, but this series isn’t a reverse harem. It’s 100% fun, sassy, fast-paced urban fantasy.

Tori has no problem getting herself into trouble in every book in the Guild Codex series, but each one is a complete adventure—no cliffhanger endings.

THE GUILD CODEX: SPELLBOUND

Three Mages and a Margarita (#1)

Dark Arts and a Daiquiri (#2)

Two Witches and a Whiskey (#3)

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“This is really nice,” I gushed, unconcerned by the apartment’s lackluster finishes. Beggars couldn’t be choosers, and having spent the last ten months sleeping on my brother’s sofa, I was ready to overlook anything less than holes in the walls.

Which, unfortunately, had been included in all the apartments we’d viewed so far, along with complimentary mold, cockroaches, and suspicious odors. That wasn’t including the batshit crazy landlords. Did normal people not dabble in real estate investment, or did all the well-adjusted landlords have tenants already?

“It’s clean,” Sin observed. “Running water. Heat. Wait, does it have heat? It’s cold in here.”

“Well, it is a basement.” I flapped my printout. “It says all utilities are included in the rent. How sweet is that?”

Sin wrinkled her nose suspiciously. “It’s too cheap. There’s got to be something wrong with it.”

“Maybe there’s a hobo living in the crawlspace.” I pointed at a half-height door tucked in a corner of the living room. “That’s a crawlspace, right?”

We crossed the room and I crouched at the door, Sin leaning over my shoulder. I pulled it open. Inside was nothing but impenetrable darkness.

“Use your phone’s flashlight,” Sin suggested. “There must be a light switch or—”

Chill air whispered over my skin and all the hair on my body stood on end—then arctic wind blasted me in the face.

I recoiled, crashing into Sin’s legs. She landed on her ass as the wind howled out of the crawlspace, whipping dust through the room. My printouts went flying and we scrambled backward on our butts with the papers spiraling toward the ceiling.

The darkness in the crawlspace leaked out from the doorway and pooled on the floor like ink. Shadows writhed and something pale materialized in the threshold—a skeletal woman on her hands and knees, toothless mouth gaping, empty eye sockets dribbling black blood.

I took one look at the moaning specter and screamed like the sissy girl that I am.

Sin let out her own terrified shriek as the ghostly woman dragged herself out of the crawlspace, her long hair trailing on the floor. She stretched a hand toward us, blackened fingers curled like claws, and icy gusts lashed at our faces. Still screaming, Sin grabbed my arm, her fingernails digging into my skin. Sharp pain cut through my panic.

I jammed my hand into my pocket and whipped out my trump card—yes, a literal card.

My trusty Queen of Spades was more than it appeared: a sorcerer’s artifact embedded with a spell that reflected magic. Was there any magic here to rebound? I had no idea. Would it work on a ghost? Also no idea. I wasn’t a sorcerer. I was a crime-of-convenience thief and I had only the vaguest notion how to use the card.

But it was the lone magical defense I had, so I thrust it at the phantom and shouted, “Ori repercutio!”

The air rippled and the gale-force wind reversed direction. It slammed into the woman, flinging her back into the crawlspace. Her head hit the door frame with a whack.

“Ow!” she squeaked.

Sin’s scream cut off. In unison, we launched to our feet. We weren’t screaming anymore, but I for one was even more freaked out. The woman was too solid to be a ghost, but holy freaking shit, that body did not belong to a living being—papery skin clinging to bones, empty sockets for eyes, stringy hair down to her knees.

The ghost woman sprang up, raising her hands like claws. “Begone from this place,” she moaned. “Begooooone … or else!”

I tilted my head toward Sin, not daring to take my eyes off the not-a-ghost. “Hey, Sin. Is that … a vampire?”

“No.” She pulled a handful of vials with colorful liquid contents out of her purse. “Not even close.”

Selecting a bottle, she dropped the others back into her bag and unscrewed the top. A hideous smell like burnt iron singed my nose.

“No!” the woman shrieked—except she didn’t sound like a woman anymore. Her voice was two octaves higher and painfully nasal. “Don’t!”

Sin held out the bottle threateningly. “Show us your real form or I’ll drench you!”

“Noooo! Go away!” The woman stomped her foot. “Stupid humans! This is my house!”

Raising her hand higher, Sin started to tip the bottle.

“Uuuuugh. Fine.” The woman threw her hands up—and her body melted. It lost solidity and shrank, then reformed into something new.

The creature was dark green with skin the waxy texture of pine needles. Even with twigs sprouting off its large head in place of hair, it barely reached my waist, and a mixture of spruce branches and pine cones hid its torso. Thin arms and legs stuck out of the twiggy mess, its hands and feet comically oversized.

Its eyes, narrowed angrily, dominated its face, the crystalline green irises unnaturally bright and entirely lacking pupils—just giant green orbs.

The creature pointed an accusing finger at us. “This is my house! Leave or I’ll turn you into bean sprouts!”

I cleared my throat. “Okay, not a vampire,” I said to Sin. “What is it?” “This,” Sin replied grimly, “is a faery.”


Author Bio:

Annette Marie is the author of Amazon best-selling YA urban fantasy series Steel & Stone, its prequel trilogy Spell Weaver, and romantic fantasy trilogy Red Winter. Her first love is fantasy, but fast-paced adventures and tantalizing forbidden romances are her guilty pleasures. She lives in the frozen winter wasteland of Alberta, Canada (okay, it’s not quite that bad) with her husband and their furry minion of darkness—sorry, cat—Caesar. When not writing, she can be found elbow-deep in one art project or another while blissfully ignoring all adult responsibilities.

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Cover Reveal: #VACAY by Cambria Hebert

Hey Guys!

I can’t tell you how excited I was when Cambria Hebert announced on her Facebook fan page that we were going to be getting a holiday surprise from her.  She was writing at crossover to two of her series.  Her #Hashtag series and her BearPaw series.  It has been a while since the last hashtag book and the final book in the BearPaw series was just released, but I love these two series so I can’t get enough.  We shall soon have a new book to add to our bookshelves.

#Vacay
Cambria Hebert
Publication date: December 3rd 2018
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

A #Hashtag and BearPaw Resort Crossover Novella

VACATION MODE ON

#Vacay Itinerary:

—Make new friends

—Meet a big dog

—Kiss in the snow

—Don’t get lost

—Ignore the press

—Don’t make national news

—Drink all the cocoa

—Wear all the hoodies

—Eat all the food

—Get lit!

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Author Bio:

Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.

Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house).

Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo.

Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.

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My Life: A Blog Post that hit home

Hey Guys!

So in the little bit of downtime I’ve had since the end of the spring semester and the beginning and end of the Summer sessions and finally the start of the fall semester, I was scrolling through the blogs on WordPress, and I found one that really hit home to me.  I’ve been struggling lately with not only time management, but also with my emotions, anxiety and stress.  Add in my third year in my graduate program and I’ve been a little tightly strung and anti-social to boot.

Reading Holly Riordan’s post put some of my emotions and feelings into perspective.  I wasn’t able to link the post as anything other than the link so, I copied it onto here and with everything, author and all.  I also added the link to the title so you can follow it to the original post and see everything else they have written.

I’m A Bad Friend Because I’m Trying To Be A Better Person by Holly Riordan

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I will like your Instagram posts. I will write congratulations beneath your graduation and engagement photos. I will text you whenever I see something that reminds me of you and realize it’s been a while since we have spoken.

I will put effort into my friendships — but from afar.

It’s been hard for me to make time for friends lately. It’s hard enough for me to find a spare second to pursue my hobbies, for me to walk my dog, for me to relax and watch television for a half-hour before drifting off to sleep. Lately, I have no time for myself. I am always busy with something.

I don’t want my friends to think I have pushed them into the background because I still think about them all the time. I wish I could see them more often. Adult life has just made that difficult. There is always something that needs to get done at work or at home. There is always another task to cross off my to-do list before I can even think about making weekend plans.

I know there are sayings about how if someone is important to you, you will make time for them, but there’s only so much time in a day. Twenty-four hours flies by before I have the time to accomplish half of what I wanted.

I am trying to become a better person. A more successful person. And that requires a shit-ton of work. I am waking up earlier to exercise. I am going to bed at a decent time so my sleep schedule isn’t completely fucked up. By the time I’m finished with my work hours and laundry and grocery shopping, there isn’t much time left for fun.

I hope my friends realize how much I care about them. I hope they know I would spend more time with them if I had the chance. I hope they aren’t under the impression that I have pushed them to the bottom of my priorities list because that isn’t the case.

I am not trying to make them feel bad. I am only trying to grow. I am trying to be responsible, so when someone asks me to get drunk on a work night, I am going to turn them down. And when someone asks me to hang out at the last second, I probably already have plans because my schedule is bursting with chores.

I hate how little I see the people who mean the most to me. I know I have become distant, but that was never the intention. It was only a side effect of working my ass off in different areas of my life. I don’t see how I could have avoided it.

But I am going to try to find more time for my friends in the future. I am going to try to rearrange my schedule so that I have time for business and pleasure. I am going to try to balance my social life with everything else in my life, because I don’t want adulting to mean losing the friends I have had since childhood.

Question of the Day: I describe myself as an introverted extrovert.  What are you?  Comment down below.

Until Next Time!
Tabby

My Life: Easy Outfits on the go

Hey Guys!

I don’t know about you but on a normal day I don’t usually feel like getting dressed up to go anywhere.  I’m a huge supporter of leggings as pants, and looking most girls today it seems like they are in agreement.  I’ve created an outfit that is easy to recreate in different styles and is still dressy enough that you look like you spent time getting ready.  Putting your hair into a french or dutch braid when it’s wet and a five minute face of makeup and your ready to go.

 

        Set items

  • 1. Combined high heel court shoe
  • 2. H&M – Push-Up Bralette
  • 3. Necklace
  • 4. Chloe MINI MARCIE Shoulder Bag
  • 5. Bracelet
  • 6. Michael Michael Kors
  • 7. Cake layer green printed camisole

Question of the day: What is your go to quick and easy style?  Comment down below.

Until Next Time!

Tabby

Book Blitz: Subzero by Cambria Hebert

Hey Guys!

I’m back with another amazing release from Cambria Hebert.  This is the fourth book in her BearPaw series and I think the final one.   If you haven’t read the first three it’s never too late to get started, and with the release of this one you’ll be able to finish them all without having to wait for it!

Subzero
Cambria Hebert
(BearPaw Resort #4 )
Publication date: October 19th 2018
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense, Thriller

My best friend, Liam Mattison, was born with snow in his veins.

Me? Ice.

Maybe that’s why my eyes are this color. Maybe it’s because I was born in Caribou, where there’s more snow than sun.

I always knew I had a chill within me, but after my time with the army, that chill froze over. I saw and did things most people couldn’t fathom. I made contacts with people who were more beast than man.

I came home altered, and there was no going back.

Except I did. It had to be done, and I didn’t regret it.

But now I’m thrust back into a world where people had forgotten my name. Back into a past I walked away from.

Memories of all the things I’ve done, of the people I’ve left behind, are floating to the surface.

The late-night summons wasn’t really unexpected.

The request was.

Saying no is impossible when you’re the only man equipped for the job. Saying no is difficult when what you really want to say is yes.

So here I am, past and present colliding with a woman I intentionally left behind. A woman who needs me to keep her alive.

I made a promise, and I will keep it.

Even if I die doing it. Even if it means the ice inside me goes subzero.

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EXCERPT:

The gun I held with both hands hit the dirt, and I hit my knees. “Kitten,” I rasped out, shoving Liam away and reaching for her. “Kitten, honey, where are you hit?”

I gripped her shoulders and pulled her into me, scanning her face, her neck, her shoulders, panicking, searching for a bullet wound, looking for blood.

Her eyes popped open. “Alex,” she whispered.

My stare sprang to hers. “Tell me, baby. Tell me where you’re hit.”

She sighed a little and snuggled close, then suddenly stiffened and wrenched away. I went to grab her back, still freaking the fuck out, but she yelled, “I’m not shot!”

I reached for her anyway. She grasped my hand and glared at me. “Alex! I’m not shot!”

I fell back onto my haunches, still gripping her hand so she had to move a little with me. “You aren’t?”

“No.” She held her arms out. “See?”

Anger filled my throat. “Then what the fuck were you groaning on the ground for?”

Good God! She took nearly twenty years off my life!

“Because this creep threw me on the ground and jumped on me!”

Daniel came out of nowhere, grabbing up Liam by the back of his neck and putting him a choke hold.

I lurched up and shook my head. “It’s Liam.”

Daniel dropped him immediately. “My bad.”

“You’re fucking lucky you didn’t put a bullet in him,” I swore.

“Sorry,” Daniel said, sheepish.

Liam straightened his shirt and glanced at me, lifting a brow. “Kitten? Honey? Baby?”

“Fuck you, Mattison.”

He turned to Sabrina. “You have a real name?”

She crossed her arms over her chest and sniffed. “You’re bigger on TV.”

Liam grinned. “Still took you to the ground.”

“You better watch yourself.” I warned him.

Liam took my threat mildly, squinting at me. “I take it you know this little criminal?”

Sabrina gasped.

I laughed.

 

Author Bio:

Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.

Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house).

Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo.

Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.

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Bookish Book Lover Tag

Hi guys! 

 

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Rules:

  • Use the original banner
  • Answer the questions!
  • Use lots of book covers
  • Tag your friends

What books are you currently reading?

I’m currently reading City of Glass by Cassandra Clare and The Angels Trilogy by Lurlene McDaniels.   I’ve been jumping back and forth between them, but I’ve also been listening to City of Glass on audio so that may be why it’s taking me so long to finish it.

What’s the last book you finished?

The first one was Avalanche by Cambria Hebert and Heart of a Warrior by Johanna Lindsey.  Avalanche was released back in March, but since I was in the middle of intensive paper writing I decided that it would be the first book I read after my semester ended. I finished Heart of a Warrior in a day, it’s an old favorite and for some reason I thought it was longer.

Favorite book you read this year?

Come on really!!! I haven’t really read many books this year that haven’t been on my graduate school lists… But I read a few books this year that are not in that category, the two that I can’t choose between are Cambria Hebert’s #Bae and Cassandra Clare’s City of Bones.  Yes I know that neither were released this year, but it was the first time I had read City of Bones and Cambria’s books are usually my favorites in any category… especially her hashtag series!

 

What genre have you read most this year?

I’ve been reading history books…. for school.  But when I’m not, I’m reading new adult romances and YA books.

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What genre have you read least this year?

There have been a ton of genres that I haven’t been reading not because I don’t like them, but because I just haven’t had the time.

What genre do you want to read more of?

I’m wanting to read more fantasy and YA books.  The series that I’m want to read first is the Lorian Legacies by Pittacus Lore.

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How many books have you read this year, and what’s your goal?

… yea, I’ve been slacking on my reading for this year.  When you count the books that I’ve read for school I’m at 50 books since January.  I’m hoping to double this during the summer.

What’s the last book you bought?

I haven’t actually bought any books for me, but I won Avalanche by Cambria Hebert in a giveaway done by Cambria Hebert on her Facebook fan page.  I’m also in a group that does book boxes and I’ve got two new books to read from them.  Just One by Gayle Forman and The Hazel Wood by Melissa Albert

What book are you saving up to buy next?

Right now I’ve been collecting all of Cambria Heberts Hashtag and Gearshark Series. Well actually most of her books.  So, next on my list is #Player and #Bae.  I own them all in ebook as well as audio, but I want them on my bookshelf too.

How many books did you check out last library visit?

One.  City of Glass, I’ve given up checking out more than one.  Mainly because I lose track of them and I really don’t want to spend money on fines.

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What’s a book you can’t wait to read?

All of the ones below and more that I didn’t add…

What’s a series you’d recommend to everyone?

This is not easy… The Harry Potter series.  I’m actually surprised when I hear that people haven’t read this book, but they watched the movies.

harry potter

Who’s an author you’re hoping writes more?

Cambria Hebert and Abbi Glines are two authors who I’ve been obsessed with in the last few years.  If they’ve written it I’ll read it.  However, there have been other authors that I would love to see come out with more to their series, Christine Feehan is one.   I need her to write more magical books like her Sea Haven books.

A few books your heart adores?

As I’ve already mentioned this year has been a slow one for fun reading for me.  I think I’ve only read 4 books that were not on my graduate reading list.  But you can’t go wrong with anything by Cambria Hebert or Abbi Glines if you’re looking for New Adult Romance, and try Anne McCaffery’s The Tower and the Hive Series for Science Fiction that is amazing.

What series’ coming conclusion makes you sad?

I’m always of two minds when a series ends.  On one hand I love that it has an ending, but on the other I always want more.  I want to know what those characters are doing now.

What books are on your wishlist?

All of the books in the world??? I’m joking… maybe.   Really and truly, there isn’t enough space for me to put them all.

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Tabby

College Life: Expectations Vs. Reality

Hey Guys!

So with the fall semester approaching fast I thought a fun post was in order.  Just like there are always two sides to every coin, the college experience also has two sides.  The myth and the reality.

The College Student Experience: Expectation vs. Reality

New incoming students come to school with an idea in their heads about what they believe their college experience is going to look like.  What they usually get is no where near what they imagined.

Depending on the person the focus of college differs.  Some focus on the parties that are taking place, while other on the more studious natures they find.

Each person’s experience in college will be different depending on the school and major or program that they decide to per sue, but there are still some realities and myths that students should know.

Truth or False: Financial Aid is better gained before you become a College Freshman

Answer: False

This is one that is I hear so much.  Some people assume that once you start college you will have a harder time getting financial aid.  Or that they don’t qualify for aid, so they don’t even apply for it. But this couldn’t be further from the truth.

One thing that I tell students that I’m helping is that you qualify for more than you think you do.  There are so many grants and scholarships out there, all you need to do is look. Whether you are an incoming freshman or entering into Graduate school, there is something out there for you.

What people need to keep in mind is that financial aid can be gotten at anytime.   Don’t let the fact that you’re not right out of high school or a freshman in college stop you.

Take the time.  Look around and don’t let setbacks stop you.  There are scholarships that are geared towards just about everyone.  You would be surprised by all the different scholarships that are out there.

Truth or False: You can always count on Extra Credit!

Answer: False

Well mostly.  For the most part college professors don’t really give extra credit. There are of course those who will give opportunities, but these are few and far between. Be on the lookout for them, but don’t count on them.

From the start of my associate’s and bachelor’s degree and through my current master’s program, over 8 or 9 years, I can probably count on one hand… maybe both hands the number of times extra credit has been offered.  For the most part it was only ever offered to those who showed that they were willing to do the work.

And usually if you did the work you were not in need of the extra credit.

Depending on the professor the extra credit itself was hardly ever an easy assignment.  I ended up having to do an alternative assignment once and it turned into an extensive 12 page research paper.

All I can say is never count on extra credit to save you.  It might push you from that B+ to that A, so make sure that you do your best work on every assignment that you turn in.  Because chances are that you won’t get a do over.

Truth or False: Good Grades is the important thing

Answer: False

Ok, yes.  Good grades are pretty much the point of college.  You need the best grades to get what you want, to makes sure that your GPA stayed up.  But that does not mean that if you don’t get straight A’s then your academic career is over.

Yes your grades will be looked at, but your experiences matter as well.  

Most jobs, whether they are entry level or not, will be looking for individuals who are at the very least familiar with the work they will be doing.  Find that internship or part-time job that will get you that familiarity.

Truth or False: Always assume that for every 1 hour of class you will have to study for at least 3 hours.

Answer: Truth

Yes.  Don’t believe me, google it.  If you are not doing this, then you should.  Most new incoming college students have difficulties with this.

Why you ask?  Because not only are you entering a new realm full of new social opportunities but you are also coming in from High School and there is an entirely different group of studying rules at play here.  This is probably the first time that you’ll be living on your own and having to figure out how to manage everything on you’re own.

Those first couple of weeks it’s going to be rough, it’s going to be overwhelming with schoolwork, and labs.  You’ll have your professor’s seemingly under the impression that their class is the only one you are taking.

One of the biggest reasons that I hear that it takes so much more study time in college than it does in High School is because that the material and work is much more in depth than what you have studied before.  So this of course means that it takes more time for you to learn.

Of course, the side benefit of the long and extra hours that you have to study is that it will now accommodate all the chapters and books you will be reading and the papers that you will be writing.  I recommend making friends with the library staff for the inside help on research databases.

Just remember, it takes time to learn and read.  It takes time to write a paper. Do not assume that you can knock out that 5-10 page paper in a day and have it be an A.

The general rule is that it takes at least 3 hours extra for every 1 hour class.  If you are able to finish up early, good for you. If not then at least you have the time already scheduled.  

Figure out how you study best.  Is it easier to study on the weekends or in the mornings or the evenings.  Divide it up to a couple hours in the morning and a couple in the evening.

A really good way to keep you organized is to get a planner or calendar to write it all down.

Truth or False: These should be the Best years of your life

Answer: That’s Up to You!

In college you are the only one who can decide if this is your reality or myth.  I myself look back on my years in undergrad and even some in graduate school and loved every minute.  I wish I had gone back to school sooner, but other than that I loved it. It wasn’t always great but I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.

The choice is as always yours.  How will your make the most of your years?

Is there any other realities or myths that you can think of?  Comment down below.

Until Next Time!

Tabby