Book Tour: Grace After the Storm by Sandy Sinnett

Loves future can begin in the past.

Brad’s brother recently found the love of his life, and now he too longs to find his one. No one seems to compare to his first love from years ago, though - the woman he left behind for money and a career. To remind him of her love, though, on what would have been their wedding anniversary, Brad writes her a letter. Never mailed. Never read…until this year, after the storm ends. 

Hannah’s estate is in foreclosure - unable to keep her family’s estate after her parents’ death. Sparks begin to fly however after the estate is purchased and the new owner arrives. Not only was Brad the love of her life, but he’s also the man who walked out on her eight years ago. At first sight, Hannah’s grandmother believes their love still exists, and even as her health fades she works to help Hannah see the good in Brad.
Hannah must deal with painful memories from her past as she is forced to work with Brad and save her estate, but will her stubborn pride cause her to lose him again?
She begins to see Brad in a new light, and the love she felt for him long ago is reborn. When Hannah’s ‘little sister’ Clare discovers Brad’s secret, though, a storm of events will begin that may destroy their only chance for love, and may risk Hannah’s life in the process. Brad and Hannah will face both tragedy and loss as they rekindle their love, remembering that grace always follows the storm.

Sandy recently moved back to her hometown of Mt. Vernon, IL and lives there with her two youngest kids.  She currently works in Marketing for a local Children's Home and is busy working on another book

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Snippet (#4)

Hannah walked over to her closet and opened the door. Bending over, she dug through a bunch of shoe boxes and old clothes and found a little wooden box buried at the very bottom – the words ‘My Jules’ carved into the lid. It was covered with dust and the rusty hinge creaked loudly as she opened it, revealing two items inside.
The first, an envelope with her name written on the front. Brad’s letter. She’d found it on the office floor the morning he’d left, and knowing that it contained his goodbye, she chose never to open it. Never to read it. Instead, she took it home and in a fit of anger and red-headed stubbornness, she ripped it in half, only to regret it later and tape it back together. The second item, a small velvet pouch that contained her engagement ring. He’d given her the box and the ring the night he proposed, just a month before he walked out. After that, she buried her pain and the memory of Brad in that little box - never to open it again. Never to think about him again. Until now. She lifted the letter out of the box, faded and yellowed with age. The tape was brown; the edges curled and peeling away from the surface. As she stared at the letter, tears welled up in her eyes. Her memory of that day was still stained by the awful pain she had endured. As it turned out though, his love had also left an indelible mark on her heart that she was never able to remove. Gently, she opened the envelope, pulled out the still-torn letter and laid the two pieces down side-by-side…then remembered.

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Blog Tour: Window of Time by Debra Erfert

The difference between a curse and a gift is only a matter of perspective.

"Debra lives in Southwest Arizona, and has been married to Mike for 36 years. She's the mother of two awesome sons, who married their forever loves, and she's a grandmother to three beautiful grandchildren with one more on the way.

Debra wrote her first novella thirteen years ago just for grins. That brief taste into the world of an author started an undeniable writing obsession rivaling only her love of chocolate. She's an award-winning fine artist, and loves traveling with her husband."

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CIA courier Lucy James never gets used to seeing innocent people killed, but she copes with it—every day. Cursed with the ability to glimpse into the future when a death is about to happen, she has a short window of time to interfere—risking her life in order to change it. No one knows about her curse, until she saves a handsome Los Angeles firefighter trapped between her and foreign operatives hell-bent on intercepting her current assignment.

LA firefighter Johnny Cartwright’s life changes the moment he meets Lucy. His uncomplicated days flip to dangerously unpredictable after he’s drawn deeper into her secretive world of premonitions. His attraction to Lucy grows as he helps her stop a terroristic plot against the U.S., putting his life between her and certain death.

    

Top Ten List

1) I have an intense fear of flying, bad enough I need medication to even walk toward a plane.

2) I have an unreasonable fear of heights. I’m pretty sure this has an impact on my fear of flying.

3) I have two polydactyl cats. What’s a polydactyl, you ask? They’re adorable kitties with more than the normal amount of toes. Polly and Jack both have thumbs on their front paws. They’re also known as Hemmingway cats. He had a fascination with them. His home in the Florida Keys is a sanctuary for polydactyls.

4) I’m a multiple-award winning fine artist specializing in portraits. I received a drawing kit for Christmas when I was seven or eight years old, with a drawing pad, pencils, one of those silly gum erasers, and an awesome book that had step-by-step examples. I drew a little boy wearing a sombrero, and my mother used the side of a pencil and shaded it, making it pop off the paper. I used this memory in one of my books.

5) This little known fact is one that my husband dislikes; I love bags—handbags, tote bags, and messenger bags with sayings on them. I can’t pass by a display of bags without Mike grabbing my elbow and hurrying me by them. The top shelf in my closet is solely for bag and purse storage. I’m pathetic. It could be worse, I suppose. I might have the same obsession for matching shoes with each bag.

6) I’m married to a retired cop, who’s brother was a cop/latent identification expert, and who’s dad was a cop for 34 years, and now we have a son who’s in law enforcement. I'm never at a loss for experts when writing.

7) I was a volunteer with our local police department for several years. I rode with willing officers, went on calls with them. On occasion, I even helped in taking report information and traffic control. They didn’t let me carry a gun, although I did design their shirt patch.

8) I write a little bit of myself into every story. In WINDOW OF TIME, I am Lucy, without the premonitions—and sometimes I wonder about that. She‘s my alter-ego—my super-ego. She does everything that I’d do, if I could physically do it. It’s the same with my other stories.

9) In WINDOW OF TIME, the main character, CIA agent Lucy James, has a reoccurring nightmare from something she saw when she was six months old. I described the inside of a house from the vantage point of her crawling. This house was from my own memory. After I wrote it, I asked my dad where I’d seen those rooms, including a groovy beer neon sign on the living room wall. What he told me gave me chills. We were moving from Ohio, and they wanted to visit friends before we left—when I was six months old.

10) I wrote WINDOW OF TIME thirteen years ago. The nearly 900 pages of story took 4 months to write, but was sincerely a beginners draft. Since then, it’s been rewritten and reworked 4 times. Now I have a trilogy that’s growing into a series.

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Blitz: Abandoned Soul by Doug Simpson

Doug Simpson is a retired high school teacher who has turned his talents to writing. His first novel, a spiritual mystery titled Soul Awakening, was published in the United States in October of 2011, by Booklocker. It was reissued in October of 2012 by 5 Prince Publishing as Soul Awakening, Book I of the Dacque Chronicles. For further details visit them at http://5princebooks.com/. It is available in print and eBook format through most bookstores around the world. Soul Rescue, Book II of the Dacque Chronicles was published in November of 2012, Soul Mind, Book III of the Dacque Chronicles was published in January of 2013, and Soul Connections, Book IV of the Dacque Chronicles was published in April of 2013. Doug’s first non-fiction book, titled The Soul of Jesus, was published by 5 Prince Publishing in February of 2014. His magazine and website articles have been published from 2010 to the present in Australia, Canada, France, India, South Africa, the United Kingdom, and the United States. His articles can be accessed through his website at http://dousimp.mnsi.net.

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She was abandoned by her father at age seven. The child care workers seized her at age fifteen when her mother ran afoul of the law. Her first two foster care placements were terminated after sexual harassment incidents. On a spur-of-the-moment whim, she and her foster care buddy hid in the back of an almost loaded moving van. Six hours later, still fifteen years old, she was a runaway, homeless street person in a city she never even knew the name of. Soup Kitchens and Downtown Missions became her new homes. She used the alias, Mary Smith so the authorities would be less likely to find out her real identity and return her back north where she hailed from. As the weather turned colder, she and her buddy hitchhiked further south. She never knew why but her buddy, her only real friend, then disappeared from her life. She was sixteen and alone. Her life consisted of surviving one day at a time. There was no use even thinking about a future, but then a miracle happened.

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"Dacque quietly checked the back door. The squatter had not bothered to lock it. He gently opened the door and paused, waiting for a reaction. The dormant figure did not move. Dacque turned on the flashlight but pointed it down by his feet. Reaching inside, he grabbed a hold of the well-worn running shoe on the top foot of the stacked pair and jiggled it back and forth. The squatter rolled over on its back but did not open its eyes. By the shape of her figure, Dacque was now certain that it indeed was the teenage girl spoken of in his dream. He shook the other foot this time. The young lady opened her eyes, sat up suddenly and glared at him for a second or two before swiftly turning towards the exit door behind her"

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Cover Reveal: Legacy by Nicole Giles

New Year - New Covers!!!!

Nichole Giles is releasing the cover of the third book in her Descendant Series! 

We are also so excited to be a part of the revealing of the new covers for the first two books in the series!

 

Nichole Giles, the author of DESCENDANT, BIRTHRIGHT, and WATER SO DEEP, has lived in Nevada, Arizona, Utah, and Texas. She is a huge fan of all things paranormal and magical. Her dreams include owning a garden full of fairies, riding a unicorn, and taming the pet dragon she adopted at a recent local ComiCon. His name is Zane. She also loves to spend time with her husband and four children, travel to tropical and exotic destinations, drive in the rain with the convertible top down, and play music at full volume so she can sing along.

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Only the strongest will survive…

Abby and Kye have lost everything but each other. They’re on the run and Abby’s wound from the Arawn Dagger is draining her power—which is also her life force—leaving her unable to access her Light or her Healing ability.

As Kye and Abby fled Mexico, her mother slipped her information that led her to believe her “dead” father might still be alive. While the hunt for him takes them back through Abby’s childhood homes, they’re forced to question everything they’ve been taught and everyone they’ve ever trusted.

Including each other.

When Abby’s best friend is kidnapped by demons, Abby and Kye launch a rescue attempt that morphs into a battle. Abby needs to prove she has what it takes to rid the world of demons, or the royal bloodline and the Gifted generation will be obliterated once and for all.

And now for the Cover!!!!

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And now let's take a look at the first two books and their new covers!

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Here is sneak peek into Legacy

Once we’re checked in, I follow Kye to the elevator and down the hall to our room, dragging my suitcase behind me. He opens the door and waves me ahead of him. Dropping my bags on the floor, I stumble to the bed and fall backward onto it to stare at the ceiling. Kye’s face appears above mine. “You okay?”

                I nod. “Exhausted. But I’ll live.”

                His smile eases some of the tension between us. “I hope so. If you didn’t, I couldn’t.” He sits next to me and runs his fingers down my jaw, across my cheek. “I thought it would be good to have some time alone. We should talk before we get to Kiersten’s.”

                We’ve been alone since we left. My stomach twists with anxiety, and I can’t prevent the catch in my voice. “More confessions?”

                His fingers keep moving, tracing my collar bone and shoulder. “No. But I think we need to at least try to make a plan, figure out where we’re going—what comes next. Sleeping arrangements.” He glances meaningfully at the pillows. “Didn’t occur to me until now that maybe I should ask for a double. We’ve been sharing for long enough that I just assumed.”

                I close my eyes, too exhausted, too confused to seriously think about anything right now. And the truth is that more than anything else, I need to be held. Our lives have been turned upside down and inside out. We’ve left behind everything and everyone we’ve ever loved except each other—and we have no idea when we’ll see any of them again—if ever. He’s all I have, and I’m all he has. Regardless of past hurts and mistakes and issues, we’re going to have to learn how to let go and depend on each other, regardless of whether we want to be together the way I once thought we would.

                We’re going to have to figure out how to trust each other again.

                My lack of response has him sighing as he stands. “I’m going to take a shower. Do you need to get in the bathroom first?”

                “No, go ahead.” I don’t move except to turn my head and watch him go. Everything about him screams misery—frustration. I know the cure for his frustration could probably come from me. But I don’t know how to give it to him. Not in my current state of mind.

                When he comes out twenty minutes later with wet hair, wearing his flannel pajama bottoms and a T-shirt, I’m still lying in the same spot. He pauses next to me, a bemused expression lighting his eyes. “It’s all yours. If you want it.”

                Sighing wearily, I stand, expecting him to move, but he doesn’t, and his position leaves us close. “Abby,” he murmurs. “Talk to me. Tell me what you’re thinking. Please.”

                I shake my head, not because I don’t want to talk to him—I know, know, I need to. But I’m exhausted, and overwhelmed, and my brain is so full, I don’t even know where to start. His palm cups my cheek, and I lean into it, eyes closed. His relief is nearly palpable as we stand there, close enough to touch, and yet miles apart, because the contact of his skin on mine—even palm to cheek—still makes me quiver, heats my blood. And Kye feels it.

                Eventually, I cover his hand with mine and hold onto it as I step around him, keeping our fingers connected until I step into the already steamy bathroom and close the door.

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