Thursday, October 19, 2017

Jennifer Locklear Constellation | #FAA3 #FosterAnAuthor3 @MJLocklear



Constellation

She's intelligent, beautiful, and emotionally numb.

He's older, sophisticated, and harboring secrets.

Up-and-coming executive, Kathleen Brighton is ready to launch her family's firm into the next level of success. Polished and professional on the outside, Kathleen's personal life is a source of constant struggle and letdown. But after one night alone with Jack Evans, her sexy new colleague, her life takes a turn toward erotic intensity.

Torn between her instinct to guard herself and her irresistible desire for Jack, Kathleen has only known heartache. And when she finds herself in the middle of a shattering personal crisis, she must trust fragile and uncertain bonds to survive.

Will Kathleen conquer the demons of her past to find a future worth fighting for?




Constellation by Jennifer Locklear is available now!


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“Wildly erotic and heartbreakingly angsty”
“A soulful supernova”
“Mature and hot”
“Beautiful”



Author Bio:

Jennifer Locklear lives in the Pacific Northwest region of the United States. She married her high school sweetheart, Morgan, in 1995. She is the mother of two children, a son and daughter.

Jennifer enjoyed creative writing in adolescence, but set aside her favorite hobby to concentrate on college studies, career and family. In 2010, she rediscovered her passion for writing when her husband recruited her to edit his own stories. They co-authored and published their debut novel, Exposure, in 2014.

Jennifer has been employed in fundraising and development for a non-profit organization since 2000. She has been a contributing reviewer for the Bookish Temptations book blog and is a founding moderator of Argyle Empire, an approved fan site for author Sylvain Reynard. She also enjoys participating in charitable activities, both locally and online.

Constellation is Jennifer’s first solo novel.


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Christina Butrum's Kate's Valentine | #FAA3 #FosterAnAuthor3 @AuthorCButrum

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Kate’s Valentine

Single with no plans, Kate Dixon agrees to fill in for her best friend at Thistle Do. With everything organized on to-do lists for the week, Kate doesn’t see anything that could be a challenge. 
But within a couple of days, Kate not only realizes she has a brown thumb, but there’s something wrong with the flowers. 
With less than a few days before Valentine’s Day, and not wanting to interrupt her friend’s vacation, Kate makes a last minute decision. 
She has to do whatever it takes, even if that means calling on her best friend’s competition. 






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Christina Butrum is a Contemporary Romance author who enjoys writing sweet, swoon-worthy romances. Christina began her career as an Indie Author in 2015 when she published the Fairshore Series.

Christina plans to continue writing and publishing swoon-worthy romance stories for her readers to enjoy.


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Blog Tour... Tabitha Barret's We Were Ghosts


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When Alicia meets the new guy in school, there is something about the mischievous look in his eyes that implies he's breaking the rules by talking to her. It's the rule abused kids live by - don't let anyone into your life. Don't let them see the real you.

She and Zack both have secret lives that only the other can understand. They suffer in silence, afraid that no one will believe them. Can their love for one another help free them from their turbulent lives, if only for a few minutes at a time? Together, can they find the courage and strength to escape from their hidden world of lies and deception in order to live normal lives?

Content warnings: This is story is meant to inspire hope in abused teens and young adults, though there are a number of traumatic scenes of physical, emotional, and sexual abuse. Some scenes may be disturbing for readers.



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Excerpt:

Turning my head at a noise next to me, I ignored the fallen pencil and locked onto the blue eyes that were smiling apologetically at me less than six inches from my arm.  Zack’s smile was something poets took years to describe in poems as they tried to capture the innocence mixed with a hint of mischief.  I completely forgot about my wall of silence as I turned my body toward him, unable to resist his playful grin.
I think my mouth must have fallen open because I suddenly started coughing as I choked on nothing but air.
The rest of the class turned to see if they needed to administer CPR or call for the paramedics.  Even Scott raised his eyebrow at me.  “Do you need water, Alicia?  You can run to the water fountain if you need to,” he said, motioning to the hallway.  His voice sounded somewhere between amused and annoyed.  I was convinced that Scott was gay, though he did everything within his power to hide it from the Catholic School Administration.  It would have been frowned upon by the church, though Scott seemed to be liked by the other teachers.
I nodded my head, trying to remember what it was like to breathe normally.  I made it the hallway as fast as my Rockports could carry me.  My sensible walking shoes got me to the water fountain and I drained half of the water supply before I came up for air.  In an unladylike move, I wiped my mouth from my elbow to my wrist on my navy pullover sweater.  When I was able to move air through my windpipe without keeling over, I threw my hip into the nearest locker and leaned my head against it.  I suddenly realized why I had put up the frost wall to keep Zack out and why I had nearly swallowed my lungs.  I could never have Zack, even if I wished for it on every birthday candle.
I slunk back into the room and ignored the snickers from the two senior girls in the front row.  I pulled my skirt against the backs of my legs and I tried to sit quietly as the wood rubbed against the metal contraption they dubbed a desk.  Scott had forgotten about my interruption had moved on to helping someone who had a finger cut off by a jigsaw.  The vast majority of the room was grumbling about the graphic photos in the textbook and asking questions about how much ice was needed to keep the finger cold.  The morbid kids were busy doodling little squirts of blood around the hand.
Zack, however, was staring at a blank section of desk.  His book was open and he was on the correct page, but he seemed like he was three states away.  I knew how he felt.  It was like that for me most days.
Curiosity tugged at me and I was forced to look at him again.  He was hunched over on his forearms and his feet were tucked away on either side of the desk.  He looked like a normal, bored student, but there was something about his expression that made him stand out from everyone else.  His smile had vanished and he almost looked worried about something as he glanced up at the clock.  I was sad when the bell rang, signaling that I had run out of time to look at Zack for the day.
Grabbing my purse from behind my chair, I absently watched Zack pick up his books.  I opened my mouth to speak though I hadn’t completely formed the words in my brain.  “If you want to avoid Heather, I would use the stairs in the middle of the school.  It will take you a little longer to get to the lockers, but I mostly see her, or rather, ignore her, coming up the stairs on this side of the building.”  I regretted the sound that came from my throat instantly.
He frowned at me like I was a lunatic and then suddenly a blindly gorgeous smile crept across his lips.  Before I knew what I was doing, I was smiling too, though I probably looked high.  He nodded and gave a small chuckle.  “Thanks for the advice.  I like your escape plan better than the one I came up with,” he said, looking at my face instead of the floor, the wall, or the speck of dust on the heater behind me.  “I was planning on either jumping out the window and making a break for the parking lot or climbing onto the desk and crawling through the ceiling until I made my way to the roof.”
The sparkle in his eyes showed that hint of mischief I had seen earlier.  I stupidly shrugged and nodded, unable to reply.  By the time he made it to the door, I had my witty reply all ready, but of course, it was too late.  He looked over his shoulder at me and pointed in the direction of the main staircase.  I nodded with a stupid grin on my face.


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Tabitha Barret is an Award Winning Multi-Genre Romance author who graduated from Rutgers University with a BA in English.  She married the guy from her Creative Writing class and together had two amazing children.  They live together in a quiet town in New Jersey with their four insane dogs. 

She is currently working on her RH Paranormal Romance series, The Third Throne, as well as a number of other books that are warring in her head.

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Aaron L Speer's The Independents I | #FAA3 #FosterAnAuthor3 @Aaron_Speer

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The Independents I:  


Blurb:

A traditionally published author decides to self publish a new work in the hopes of igniting her stalled career. Despite roaring success, she uses lies and a fake author personality to build up a following. Her deceitful tactics come to the attention of The Independents, who have a message for her. One that may not stop with words on a screen...

You Insult One. You Insult Them All.


**Intended for 18+. Some scenes may be too intense for some readers.**
All available on Kindle Unlimited






Excerpt:

After a shower, she retreated to her desk and opened her word program to work on Primed. Before she had even finished a sentence, her phone and computer pinged simultaneously with a private message.

“Not now,” she grumbled, wiggling her fingers over the keys. The words were just starting to come. Yet after another two pings from her devices, she couldn’t ignore it any longer. She clicked open Facebook from her computer, and clicked the red dot over the message icon. She began to read, and stopped, looking back up to the sender’s name. There was none. It was blank, as was the profile picture. When the hell could that be done?

Delete your author profile.

Who is this?

An ironic question for you. Delete your author profile and all your accounts. You will not be warned again.

Uh huh. Whatever. Get fucked. Blocked! And just like that, another problem solved. If only she had a name to screen shot again. Probably one of Lisa’s friends, or Lisa herself. But she had better things to worry about. Writing! She had less than three months before the release date. She had a lot of ravenous fans, and lots of money to make. Her fingers wiggled over the keys once more as another ping sounded. And another. And another. Two more almost simultaneously. As she picked up her phone, another message ping went off.

“What the fuck?”

Martina opened Facebook and saw no new message requests. But even as she went over the unchanged icon, another message sound pinged. That’s when it hit her, these weren’t to Damien’s account. They couldn’t be. She switched to her own and sure enough, there they were. Well, three of the message requests. The others had gone to her fake female accounts. All of them. She opened the ones to her actual profile, again, finding no name of the sender. The first two were a copy of the originals she had read, sent at the same time to both accounts. The third was newer.

Last warning.

WHO THE FUCK IS THIS?

We are the Independents. Your lies have made a mockery of the indie community and harmed one of our own. If you insult one of us, you insult all of us. Delete your author profile and all your accounts. Now.

Fuck. OFF!

Martina again took a screen shot and prepped another post, before thinking better of it this time. The last thing she wanted was to draw more unwanted attention to herself. It served a purpose yesterday, but now it would just be superfluous. She wouldn’t be scared off by a blank name.



What Others Are Saying:

“Even in such a short story, his craft for the written word shines.” -- KL Johnston: Author

“A fantastic and terrifying read.” -- Janine: The World Was Hers For The Reading

"...gripping from beginning to end..." -- Kathryn Dee: CLiK Book Blog

"Sweet Grapes! This was awesome! ..." -- R.D. Hayes: Author

"This is one of those short tales that make a Kindle Unlimited subscription worth the money." -- Ron K.: Amazon Customer


Author Bio:

I love writing adult paranormal fiction. Vampires, werewolves, ghosts....oh my. I've been writing since I was 11 but I've always been a dreamer......often getting caught staring off into space as I created stories in my mind.

One of my recent stories, Night Walker (Undeadly Secrets Series Book 1), won the 2017 Golden Stake Award at the International Vampire Film and Arts Festival held in Transylvania annually. I'm still quite chuffed about walking away with it after facing some great contenders.

The Fourth book in what some refer to as The Undeadly Secrets Saga will release in early 2018. I also have a short story thriller series, The Independents, and will be branching out into other genres in the coming year.

My favorite activities include spending time with family, dragging my forever patient wife to watch my beloved St George Illawarra Dragons, popping into the movies for the latest blockbusters, going to the gym for my dream body. Or just a body. Anything, really.

My beautiful wife and I welcomed our first child into the world in 2017. My fans have declared him the Prince of Speerverse and claim he seems to take after me in his want to build the tension as high as possible...making us and our loved ones wait 3 long days for him to make his entrance.  My wife and I live with the love of our lives in Sydney, Australia; the setting for the majority of my works.

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