#BookBlitz ~ The Truth about Porn Star Boyfriends by Sunniva Dee @SunnivaD @XpressoTours #Giveaway


The Truth about Porn Star Boyfriends
Sunniva Dee
Publication date: August 15th 2017
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

I guess I just forgot.

To ask him what he did for a living, I mean.

And by the time I did, I was in—balls deep, as he’d call it.

He was the perfect boyfriend.

Attentive, gorgeous, guessing my every wish and fulfilling them.

The sex was earth-shattering.

He even dealt with my crazy mom the way no one else could.

He popped the question, God, such a perfect guy.

There was just one issue:

He f*cked other girls on camera for a living.

How the hell do you deal with that?

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I slept over at his house. I did. I just couldn’t go home after everything he told me. I didn’t accept the invite to come with him on the boat today though. I didn’t ask him if he was going without me either. If he is, wouldn’t he be inviting some “friends,” some Alicias or Silks? I don’t want to know.

It’s not difficult to get my shifts back at Mintrer’s. With Il Signore’s nonna at the hospital, the family spends as much time at her bedside as they can.

Mom calls.

She sounds okay.

I need to verify in person even though Paul is next door, hopefully keeping her busy with his garden statues and homemade fountains. He likes my quirky mother because he’s quirky himself. That’s my guess anyway. I don’t think I can handle any new rocks hurled at Status Quo at the moment, especially not from Mom.

The boat is ready.

I only returned to my house two hours again, and this is what Ciro texts me? I roll my eyes. Frieda lowers the bagel she held up for me—everything or just sesame seeds?—and says, “That isn’t the porn star, is it?”

“Yeah, it’s Drake Constantine.” I pull out the syllables mocking him even though each sound opens my chest again.

“Well, at least he’s got a nice artist name. He’s no Jake daBoner or Cassius Erectus.”

I snort.

“Drake Constantine boned me in the ass last night,” she quotes as if from Shakespeare. She gazes beyond the bagel she now holds up like a skull.

I chuckle a little bit, and Frieda smiles. Smiles so wide it makes me feel guilty over everything I’ve put her through. I know she suffers with me. She didn’t sleep last night knowing I was with Ciro.

“What’s he saying?”

“He tells me he’s got the boat ready.”

“For that Catalina trip?”


“You’re not doing that too, are you?” She drops the halves of the bagel into the toaster.

“Not the everything,” I say. “Can I have the sesame seed one instead?”

She presses her mouth together in a stern line but listens and fishes the everything one out and drops the sesame bagel in instead. “Happy now?”


“You’re not going, right?”

“No.” I want to slap my heart and my body for agreeing that we should say yes. “I already told you. I’m visiting Mom this morning, and then I’m working. If I get to do some overtime this weekend, I’m happy. I need the money, and I really don’t want to mope around the house.”

I’ll wait for you if you’re asleep.

I said I wasn’t going. Can’t. We

I hit “send” before I can finish the “We’re over, remember?” part. It was easier to yell it to him when I was furious. Today, I don’t know how I feel.

Why can’t you? He doesn’t ask about the We part? He knows.

“He’s so stubborn,” I murmur and type again.

Because, when are you seeing someone else for a f*** fest?

He deserves that I’m being crude. Hell, he’s being crude every hour of every work day.

He takes a moment to reply. Long enough for Frieda to scoot a plate and the tub of cream cheese in front of me. “Stop texting with him. You’re only dragging it out. You know that, right? I thought you’d blocked him.”

“He has a work phone too. On-freaking-call cell. Ha!”


Author Bio:

Between studies, teaching, and advising, Sunniva has spent her entire adult life in a college environment. Most of her novels are new adult romance geared toward smart, passionate readers with a love for eclectic language and engaging their brain as well as their heart while reading.

Born in the Land of the Midnight Sun, the author spent her early twenties making the world her playground. Southern Europe: Spain, Italy, Greece–Argentina: Buenos Aires, in particular. The United States finally kept her interest, and after half a decade in Los Angeles, she now lounges in the beautiful city of Savannah.

Sometimes, Sunniva writes with a paranormal twist (Shattering Halos, Stargazer, and Cat Love). At other times, it’s contemporary (Pandora Wild Child, Leon’s Way, Adrenaline Crush, Walking Heartbreak, and Dodging Trains, coming in late March 2016).

This author is the happiest when her characters let their emotions run off with them, shaping her stories in ways she never foresaw. She loves bad-boys and good-boys run amok, and like in real life, her goal is to keep the reader on her toes until the end of each story.

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Tamed by a Tiger (Eternal Mates Romance Series Book 13)
Felicity Heaton
A snow leopard shifter in the prime of his life, the last thing on August’s mind is tying himself to one female. He welcomes a different one to his bed each night, or at least he had until five months ago when he became alpha. The duties and pressures of running his pride have his libido dead on arrival—until a trip to London to discuss business with the former alpha lands him in the path of a beautiful, bewitching tigress who awakens a passion in him that flares white hot and a need of her that consumes his every moment.

Promised at birth to a male she has never met, Maya has left her pride behind to go to the tiger alpha who is to be her mate, but she can’t leave without saying goodbye to her older brother, Talon. A stop in London at Underworld to see him one last time turns out far different, and far more dangerous, than how she had imagined it when she sets eyes on an alluring crimson-haired stranger who stirs new, unbidden feelings in her, desires that rouse her fiercest and most frightening instincts and demand she stake a claim on him—her fated mate.

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Maya walked beside her brother, taking in everything as the sun cast beautiful evening colours across the sky above the city. A city. She had never imagined she would see one with her own eyes, especially one as large as London.

Grey grumbled something, but she ignored him. He was probably complaining about walking for the millionth time.

She had convinced him to ditch the taxi, mostly through begging and a small dose of guilt trip when she had mentioned how badly she wanted to experience a city before they continued their journey.

She felt bad about that.

It wasn’t like her to resort to such tactics with her brother, or with anyone.

She glanced up at Grey. He towered above her, a wall of muscle and darkness, glaring at anyone who dared to look at her, his ice blue eyes as cold as Antarctica. The evening breeze ruffled his unruly silver hair, brushing fingers through it. Beneath the ice, and the anger, she could see the beginnings of worry.

He was worried about her.

She had asked him to keep things upbeat during their journey, and he had managed it so far, had held his tongue and not mentioned how he was against what she was doing. He had even only made one attempt to convince her to go against their oldest brother’s, Byron’s, and their dead parents’ wishes and break the contract between her and the Altay alpha.

She hated it whenever he tried to make her do that.

He sounded so much like Talon, his twin. Talon had been telling her for years to call things off, had relentlessly tried to convince her, to the point where it had started to hurt and she had almost wavered.

Her parents had promised her to the Altay male though, a contract that had been formed at her birth, and she needed to honour their memory and that promise.

It was hard sometimes though.

She didn’t want to leave the pride.

Not because she feared becoming a mate to a male she had never met.

Because she feared for Grey.

She gazed up at her brother, soaked in the way his eyes leaped around the city, looking at everything, and that ripple of excitement she could feel in him, one that echoed her own feelings.

She wasn’t the only one who had spent the majority of their life in the pride village.

Grey had been stuck there too, because of her.

Their parents had given him the role of protecting her, one that always went to the son who was next in line from a daughter. Grey had relished the role when she had been a cub, doting on her, growing closer to her while he drifted away from the pride. Their mother had once told her that she had been the best thing to happen to Grey, and Maya hadn’t understood until she had finally noticed the way some of the pride treated him.

The role was both a blessing and a curse for him.

When their parents’ had died, and Byron had taken over the role of alpha, Maya had only been young, barely a century old. Byron had decreed that she wasn’t allowed to leave the pride village, and had taken Grey’s freedom together with hers.

She was glad that with her leaving, he might finally have some freedom, could experience the world Talon got to see, but she was worried too.

What was going to happen to Grey?

She brushed the back of her hand across his, and he glanced down at them, and then up into her eyes. He frowned, his pale blue eyes warming but then cooling again as he looked at her, searching hers for the reason she was upset.

She feared something terrible might happen to Grey in her absence.

Some members of the pride looked at him in a way she didn’t like, a way she knew Grey had noticed, silently scorning him because of his markings, making him feel like an outcast.

Making him feel he didn’t belong.

She knew he hated his colouring, that he believed his white and black markings were ugly, and not beautiful.

All because of how people at the pride treated him, and how they talked behind his back.

He was beautiful though.

She had never seen a tiger as beautiful as Grey.

His frown hardened, and he stopped, turned to face her, and lifted his hand. She didn’t stop him as he swept his finger below her eyes.

“You don’t have to do this,” he murmured, a wealth of love in his blue eyes, mingled with hope.

“I do,” she whispered, ignoring that ache in her heart that had started five days ago when Byron had announced that he was changing the plans and she was going to head to the Altay pride in the coming week.

Grey looked as if he wanted to tell her that she didn’t, but he lowered his hand instead, and adjusted the straps of the pack slung over his left shoulder, cutting into his thick black coat.

His eyes shifted to his left. “You know he’s going to say the same thing, right?”

She nodded, and she was prepared for that, but she still had to see him.

She couldn’t go to Siberia without saying goodbye to Talon.

Grey sighed and started walking again, his long legs easily carrying him away from her so swiftly that he was at the corner of the street before she had even moved. She hurried after him, her deep gold dress flapping around her knees. She had chosen her favourite one, a knee-length affair in the empire line style, cinched beneath her breasts and capped with short sleeves.

When Grey had seen her in it, he had asked why she had chosen to wear her shield. She hadn’t understood at first, but as the journey to London had dragged on, she had begun to realise what he had meant. This dress was her shield. It made her feel confident and a little brave, and as if nothing bad could happen to her.

He turned the corner when she reached him, and she looked there, her feet sticking to the ground when she smelled the jaguar who had come to the pride with Talon when Archangel had attacked them and spotted the neon sign of the club.

A big male stood outside it, his tone gruff as he spoke with the people heading inside. She wasn’t sure what species he was, but he wasn’t human. Black jeans and a t-shirt hugged his broad frame, and a black skullcap covered his hair. Maya figured he was the bouncer, because he matched the image she had of them from the television shows and movies she had seen.

He gave Grey a puzzled look as her brother approached him. Understandable. Talon worked at the nightclub he protected, had been there for a few weeks now with his mate Sherry, staying at her home while she became accustomed to being a tiger shifter.

Grey and Talon were almost identical, separated only by their hair and eye colour.

Maya wished that they had come out perfect twins, because then Grey would have been happy, would have been accepted.

She hurried to meet Grey at the door of the club, and smiled at the bouncer as he let them in.

That smile dropped off her face when loud music assaulted her. She flinched away, grimacing at the horrific volume of it as it rang in her ears. Grey looked over his shoulder at her, seemingly unaffected by it. There had been a few instances when he had been allowed to go out into the mortal world so it was possible he had visited such a place before and had been prepared for the onslaught.

He could have warned her.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the gloom, tugging her through the busy wide corridor at the entrance of the club.

She wrinkled her nose and covered her right ear with her free hand as the music grew louder, the heavy beat shaking the black walls of the warehouse. Gods. How could any shifter work here?

Her eyes darted around, but everyone she looked at didn’t seem to care about the volume, were all talking to each other. Among other things.

She passed a couple that were openly making out, the female pressed against the wall and the male’s hands on her sides, skimming up and down her bare flesh. Double gods. What sort of place did her brother work at now?

Was this a club or a sort of naughty den?

The number of couples lost in each other dropped significantly as Grey reached the main room of Underworld, where bright colourful lights danced over the long bar and illuminated the bottles that lined a mirrored wall behind it. The area around the bar was packed, four rows deep of people trying to order a drink. She took in the dance floor, her eyes widening at the sight of it.

She had attended celebrations at the pride, but they hadn’t come close to this.

Almost three hundred people swayed, grinded, pumped and jostled on the dance floor, a mass that moved as one, all of them plastered together, pressed up against each other. The music changed, and a cheer went up, fists pumping the air, and the dancing grew more frenetic, matching the rhythm of the guitar.


She grunted as someone knocked her and came close to flashing fangs at them.

Someone else banging into her stopped her.

Because it struck her that she was knocking them aside.

She looked up at her brother, who mercilessly pulled her through the crowd, and then tugged on her arm, bringing her up to him, and pushed her in front of him. Her stomach met the brass railing around the bar and Grey caged her in, his body shielding her from the crowd.

Talon’s jaguar friend hurried past, four bottles of something held in his hands, heading towards the right side of the bar. Sherry turned away from the brightly lit bottles of liquor that stood on glass shelves against the mirrored wall, and stilled. A smile instantly burst onto her dark pink lips and lit up her blue eyes.

Was it really only four weeks since Maya had last seen the blonde?

She looked even more beautiful now, radiant, glowing with happiness.

Maya had feared the transition from human into a tiger shifter would have taken its toll on her, but Sherry looked brighter than ever, healthier too. She warmed inside at that, glad Sherry was handling it well, and sure it was Talon’s doing. Talon was probably doting on her like crazy since they had mated and bound themselves together.

“Cavanaugh, take over a moment,” Sherry called over her shoulder, towards the other end of the bar to Maya’s left.

Her eyes leaped there.

Landed on a huge male with short silver hair who stood with his back to Sherry, the lights playing across his broad shoulders changing his white shirt from blue to red as they shifted.

He twisted at the waist to look at Sherry.

Maya didn’t hear what he said.

She didn’t hear the music.

Didn’t hear anything but the thumping of her heart.

She stared at the male Cavanaugh had been talking to at the end of the bar.

A male with flame red tousled hair and piercing silver eyes that captured hers as he lifted them from his beer to her, looking past the bartender.

Heat rushed through her, fire that burst to life inside her so fiercely she couldn’t catch her breath, and she stared at him, transfixed, lost in those silver eyes as they turned liquid, glowed around his irises and pulled her deeper still, narrowing the world down to only him.

Who was he?

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Book 1: Kissed by a Dark Prince (Only 99c at all retailers!)
Book 2: Claimed by a Demon King
Book 3: Tempted by a Rogue Prince
Book 4: Hunted by a Jaguar
Book 5: Craved by an Alpha
Book 6: Bitten by a Hellcat
Book 7: Taken by a Dragon
Book 8: Marked by an Assassin
Book 9: Possessed by a Dark Warrior
Book 10: Awakened by a Demoness
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Book 12: Turned by a Tiger
Book 13: Tamed by a Tiger
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Felicity Heaton is a New York Times and USA Today international best-selling author writing passionate paranormal romance books. In her books, she creates detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing action, intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary from dark deadly vampires to sexy shape-shifters and wicked werewolves, to sinful angels and hot demons! If you’re a fan of paranormal romance authors Lara Adrian, J R Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Gena Showalter and Christine Feehan then you will enjoy her books too.

If you love your angels a little dark and wicked, the best-selling Her Angel series is for you. If you like strong, powerful, and dark vampires then try the Vampires Realm series or any of her stand-alone vampire romance books. If you’re looking for vampire romances that are sinful, passionate and erotic then try the best-selling Vampire Erotic Theatre series. Or if you prefer huge detailed worlds filled with hot-blooded alpha males in every species, from elves to demons to dragons to shifters and angels, then take a look at the new Eternal Mates series.

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#AudioBookTour ~ Play Right By Me by Patrice Wilton, Rita Page @PatriceWilton @AnAudiobookworm

Title: Play Right By Me

Author: Patrice Wilton

Narrator: Rita Page

Length: 8h 6m

Publisher: Patrice Wilton

Series: Paradise Cove, Book 3

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Play Right by Me is a new riveting romance that will steal your heart and make you sigh with pleasure.

Brittany Holmes, heartbroken and pregnant, leaves the touring dance troupe and the glamorous life she led in Miami for home in Paradise Cove. Her mother and sisters are like a beacon at the end of the road, and their unconditional love and support is what her bruised heart craves.

Ashley Jordon Chase, New York advertising exec, is in Paradise Cove to pursue his lifetime dream of being a playwright. Family circumstances thwarted his earlier writing ambitions and his lucrative career doesn’t satisfy him.

When Brittany loses her baby, Chase offers comfort. Having experienced the same tragedy in his first marriage he knows how devastating a miscarriage can be. Brittany hides her insecurities behind a wall, but Chase breaks past it to see her most vulnerable side. Their friendship becomes more, and she trusts that he won’t let her down. Yet a family emergency pulls him away, leaving her alone. Again. Was she a fool to let him into her heart? Or can they turn their brief affair into a lifetime of love?



Patrice Wilton knew from the age of twelve that she wanted to write books that would take the reader to faraway places. She was born in Vancouver, Canada, and had a great need to see the world that she had read about.

Patrice became a flight attendant for seventeen years and traveled the world. At the age of forty she sat down to write her first book—in longhand! Her interests include tennis, golf, and writing stories for women of all ages.

She is a mother of two, has four lovely grand-daughters and one grandson, and a wonderful man at her side. They live in West Palm Beach, Florida, where he teaches her golf, and she teaches him patience.

She has twenty-five books published on Amazon, and is a NY Times and USA Today best selling author.


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#Blogival ~ Soho Honey by A.W.Rock #GuestPost @gilbster1000 @authorightUKPR

This is my second stop on the #Blogival trail for this year .. featuring Soho Honey .. I read and reviewed this book last year which you can read Here

This contemporary crime story takes place over three weeks in November and unfolds
against the multi-cultural backdrop of Soho, London. Branen had to leave the UK six years
before to escape his complex clandestine history and the consequences of a crime that
achieved worldwide notoriety. When his daughter is brutally murdered in Soho he believes
that he could be the reason. He returns to his old hunting grounds to find the killer. His
search brings him into conflict with the British Secret Service and Soho’s underworld. He is
forced to flee Soho again after a tragic meeting with his ex-wife. His past has caught up with
him and the hunter becomes the hunted. Now forty years old Branen wants to stop running
and to remove forever the continuing threat to his life. In an effort to get rid of his pursuers
he is faced with the prospect that his only chance of survival could lead to his death.

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About AW Rock

Based in London AW.Rock has been a regular on the Soho scene since the 1960’s working in
various sectors of the entertainment industry.

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A Day in Branen’s Life 

The characters in Soho Honey ( www. sohohoney. com) exist in that multi-cultural village in the heart of London. The seasons pass them by and they don’t really care whether it is summer or winter.
Their lives are dedicated to hedonism and Soho is their manor.

Summer or winter a typical day for Branen, the protagonist, would start with a visit to a small gym in a basement in Chinatown, where he would work through an intensive twenty- minute aerobics session, followed by some weights and then a 30 minute Wing Chun session with Sifu Chen, which would include sticking-hands and dummy work. Then after a shower in his one room studio flat on the top floor of a building i n Gerrard Street he would cross Shaftesbury Avenue and up Dean Street to Costas Lounge for breakfast.
He would use his old friend Costas’ s phone number as his contact point should anyone need his help. And after checking if there were any messages for him he would have breakfast in the bar.

If there were messages he would return the calls and deal with them but if not he would chat to the bonviveur s who had also come for early – that is any time after 11a m – breakfast and a heart starter. If he hadn’t got any meetings that morning he would join them and read the paper and check out what films were on at the Curzon on Shaftsbury Avenue, do the cross word and sometimes, when Costas had finished cooking play backgammon with him.

In the early afternoon he would gravitate back down into Chinatown for a dim sum at one of his favourite restaurants.
Then back to Bar Italia for an espresso or two and a custard tart, the best in London.
Around 3pm he would catch the film at the Curzon and then in the early evening go back up to Costas to find out what was happening.
As a youth Ben, who later changed his name to Branen, used to visit Soho’ s jazz clubs including the Marquee club and Ronnie Scott’s and this was still something he looked forward to.

When he had had enough of the clubs he would visit one of the small unlicensed bars hidden in the alley ways, basements and first floor rooms of Soho, sometimes making friends for the night.
Supper could be at any one of the small restaurants in Soho but often his favourite would be to cross back over Shaftesbury Avenue into Chinatown to eat in one of the 24-hour dumpling restaurants. Branen loved Chinatown because of its differences – its social conventions, language and visual identity; wandering through it he could easily believe that he was in China.

Because of his clandestine past Branen has to exist in Soho without attracting attention to himself and to enable him to do so he only accepted cash jobs and when necessary would make a little extra looking after the door for Costas. Occasionally Costas would come across people with ‘ problems’ and if it was a job that Branen could help out on then Costas would pass it on.
One evening he met Busby Bob i n Sean’ s Bar, a first-floor dive that only opened when Sean was ‘ well-enough’ to perform. Busby Bob was the night-watchman at an advertising agency that occupied a large building in Greek Street.

Branen would tap on the street door and to avoid the CCTV cameras Bob would let him in a side door and up to the unoccupied pent house swimming pool . There Branen would complete a series of laps in the midnight blue pool under the stars or in the rain, it didn’t matter which.
What ever the season walking around Soho in the early hours after all the people had gone home, the feeling that something was about to happen was very strong. The dark alleyways had an ominous presence and could be intimidating to the stranger. But this is what Branen loved.

#BlogTour #Spotlight ~ The House With The Old Furniture by Helen Lewis @hedlew @BrookCottageBks #Giveaway

Genre: Contemporary Fiction
Release Date: 20 July 2017
Publisher: Honno Press

The ghosts of a century’s worth of secrets and betrayals are coming home to
Evie has lost her eldest son, Jesse, to gang violence. Leaving the house he grew up in is pulling apart the few strings left holding her heart together. Only the desire to be there for her younger boy, Finn, impels Evie to West Wales and the ancient house her
husband is sure will heal their wounds.
Days later, Andrew is gone – rushing back to his ‘important’ job in government, abandoning his grieving wife and son. Finn finds solace in the horse his father buys by way of apology. As does his evasive and fearful new friend, Nye, the one who reminds him and Evie of Jesse… Evie loses herself in a dusty 19th century journal and glasses of homemade wine left by the mysterious housekeeper.
As Evie’s grasp on reality slides, Andrew’s parents ride to the rescue. It is clear that this is a house they know. They seem to think they own it, and begin making changes nobody wants, least of all Alys and her son, Nye, the terrified youth who looks so like Jesse.
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About the Author

Helen was born in 1967 in the New Forest. She spent her childhood dreaming of becoming a
ballerina and doodling in the margin. She graduated from Southampton Faculty of Art and
Design (so long ago now, that the place doesn’t even exist!) and worked as a professional
Doodler of Margins (Graphic Designer) for twenty years. In 2006 She moved to Pembrokeshire
with her family and lives in the middle of nowhere where she reads, writes, and runs.


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Who Controls The Past Controls The Future
An epic love story must overcome religious divide and a plot to eradicate two blood lines, as the
Crusades and the search for the ancient mysteries of the Holy Grail gather momentum.
Raised by his father in La Rochelle, France, Paul Plantavalu is known for his artistic nature, inquisitive
mind and Christian faith. He also has an unshakable love for his Muslim childhood friend, Alisha al
Komaty. Courageous and outspoken, she returns Paul’s love. But their path is paved with obstacles;
religion, war, political chaos and a mysterious enemy determined to destroy their family lines.
Sometime between 1110 AD and 1120 AD in the aftermath of the first crusade, a small band of nine
knights — the founding knights Templar — recover ancient precious artefacts left by a former,
advanced civilisation, beneath the City of Jerusalem. Ruthlessly guarded, the secrets revealed by this
discovery are highly prized by powerful and dangerous forces far and wide; the repercussions of
their capture are inextricably linked to Paul and Alisha. As Paul starts to experience dark and vivid
dreams and the fragile balance of peace starts to crumble, it will fall to an enigmatic man known as
Kratos and his female warrior protégée Abi Shadana, to safeguard Paul and Alisha.
Paul and Alisha’s love story weaves between the threads of our reality and other realms — from the
Druids to the Sufi mystics, the Magi of the East, the secret political arm of the Knights Templar and
the Isma’ilis, the Assassins. Knights and pilgrims alike will witness some of the darkest battles ever
fought. The discovery of a unique sword’s lethal power and whispered connections to King Arthur
and the Holy Grail lead Paul and Alisha to question if their lives ever be the same again.
The first of a four-part series, Outremer is an historical epic, which sweeps across England, Scotland
and France, to Syria, Jerusalem and Egypt. Discover the truth — and crack the ancient code —
behind the great mysteries of the High Middle Ages for yourself.

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About the Author

After strange and vivid experiences whilst living in Cyprus as a child, author D N
Carter has been fascinated by the history, myths and legends of the Middle Ages and mankind’s
past. As he got older travels to Pyramids of Giza in Egypt, the Languedoc region of France and the
deserts of Arabia fuelled his enthusiasm. While not decoding maps and mathematical codes D N
Carter enjoys adventure sports from parachuting to microlight flying. Today he divides his time
between East Anglia in the UK and the south of France with his family.


This extract is taken from the chapter where the old man in the Inn at La Rochelle recounts some basic
details about the paths of the Dragon as well as hints at what the Ark of the Covenant is, what was recovered
by the original founding Templar’s and cathedrals being designed to reflect in stone, stellar alignments and
“Well I want to know what all the talk of dragons is about. Huh, I mean I know about St George and the dragon
from my days in Britain…but lines of power of the dragon. What pray tell is that?” the farrier asked as he looked at
each in turn rapidly to see if they thought the same. Simon and Sarah both nodded in agreement with his question.
“The lines of the dragon. More correctly, the paths of the dragon,” the old man said softly.
“So you know of these things clearly?” Gabirol said quietly. The old man nodded yes silently and looked at him.
“Will you explain them to us…please?”
“If you wish…what say you all?”

All around the table looked at each other and all agreed they would like to learn more.
“Okay, in that case I shall explain about the paths of the dragon,” the old man began and cleared his throat, took
another sip of water and sat up straight. “Let me first explain that those who study this subject do not call them the
paths of the dragon, but refer to them as ‘ley lines’.”

“Pray lines?” Miriam asked and went red in the face with embarrassment.
“No, not pray lines…ley lines,” the old man smiled back. “It is worth noting that perfectly straight roads or paths
are found all over the ancient Mediterranean world that still link many of the ancient sites that are governed by magic
squares. Remember earlier I explained that Magic is derived from the root word of the name of the three wise men
of the Bible, the Magi. Well, these paths are the ones called ‘ley lines’ or ‘Paths of the Dragon’, especially in China.
That is why Tenno knew of them. Here in Europe these paths were marked out by Herms stones. Recall I
mentioned the ancient god Hermes? Well some of you may already know that the dragon represents in symbolic
form the actual energy within the earth; energy which the ancients believed they could harness and use. Herms
stones were directly linked to Omphalos and oracle centres across the ancient world. Note also that the alignment
of ancient sites across the world has been noted for many years, especially by the ancient geomancers, but it was
only during the Roman Empire that the full extent of these sacred pathways became evident as they used them to
lay out their roads. The Roman engineers were not slow in realising and rediscovering an apparently extensive
network of alignments involving the sighting of ancient prehistoric earthworks, standing stones, henge monuments,
stone circles and ancient churches that had been built over earlier, far older, ancient pagan sites. These sites all ran
in straight lines across the countryside. One day in the long distant future, mankind may again fully understand the
importance of these pathways and again name them for what they are. Ley lines. The churches that appear on these
lines now, built upon the old pagan sites, are all down to Pope Gregory the First, who specifically issued orders in
AD 601 that all pagan temples should be sought out, purified and converted to churches. For each cathedral the
Knights Templar designed and constructed, they chose appropriate numbers according to the very nature of the site
and the dominant astrological sign of the country it was in. Hence in Germany and Hanseatic cities such as Lubeck,
the cathedrals being designed for there are being laid out according to the numerical magic square of Mars and built
in red brick. Lichfield Cathedral plans have already been likewise designed to be constructed from red brick. Mars
is red also. That cathedral is due to be started in 1195 if all that Philip and Firgany have set in motion does come to
pass. It will have three major spires, which to those who have eyes to see, and know the esoteric codes, will represent
not only the God, the father and the Holy Spirit, but also the three belt stars of Orion,” the old man explained

“Orion?” Gabirol asked puzzled.
“Yes. But I shall, I promise before you say it, Simon, explain why later.”
“I said nothing!” Simon remarked and raised both hands in the air, smiling, and looked at Sarah quickly.
“Well, to continue, it is worth noting that the city of Lichfield was formerly called ‘Liches’ meaning ‘from War’.
Mars was the god of war. Originally Mars was regarded as the god of fertility, only later being portrayed as the god
of war and depicted as a spear-wielding warrior. Mars only became the god of war after the devastation caused during
the biblical Exodus period, but that is something for perhaps another time to explain.”
“Please, can you not explain that comment now?” Gabirol asked.

“I can, but only in the briefest of explanations,” the old man replied as Gabirol nodded yes. “All I can say is that
at the time of the great Exodus, even in its simplest terms, was a time when planets in the heavens were pushed and
moved from their locations. Mars, at the time the god of fertility, was moved and caused chaos and destruction
across the face of the world we live upon. As a consequence, it became by association immediately the god of war,”
the old man explained briefly. “I hope that answers your question on that matter?”
“Not really, but it will suffice this night. But I foresee I may be paying you many more visits if you are willing,”
Gabirol replied.

“Would be my pleasure,” the old man stated and nodded. “Now, if we return to the paths of the dragon, you
must know that they have been used for centuries as places of healing. Sick animals naturally go to these places and
lie down to recover. The paths run across our entire world. Now recall that previously I demonstrated that there is
a connection between the Templars and the idol head that they are accused of worshipping, as explained in Stewart’s
initiation ceremony. Well, this head legend states that it is CAPUT L VIIIm and as I showed, this has generally
been interpreted as meaning ‘Head 58’. Fifty-eight is very important, as I will reveal later, but for now know that the
‘m’ after it stands for the representation of the astrological sign for Virgo. So you see the symbolism of Virgo again
appears. Now the cathedrals of England and Europe will be the physical representations in stone of constellations
of the heavens laid across the land. If all goes according to plan, in less than a century the entire landscape of Europe
will be changed forever with these new and unbelievably huge inspiring buildings, only equalled in size by the Great
Pyramid of Egypt. And know that just a fraction of the documents recovered by the original Templars found under
the Temple of Jerusalem showed them how to complete these feats.”
“What, like a massive visual signal to God that we are now ready?” the Genoese sailor asked.

All looked at him.
“You have no idea just how near that is to being part of a truth,” the old man smiled. “And whilst we are on the
subject perhaps it is worth mentioning that King Louis and Queen Eleanor from France, whilst on their way to the
Crusades in 1147, were accompanied by a contingent of Knights Templar. It was at this time that he adopted the
symbol of the fleur de lys as his heraldic device. No doubt due to his close involvement with the Templars. The
fleur de lys became the Royal Coat of Arms of France and, it has been speculated by some, which I am able to
confirm, occurred after the King’s initiation into the Templar Order. The fleur de lys, which is a lily as you all now
know, was a very popular symbol in both Egypt and Byzantium. The fleur de lys derives from the ‘fleur de luce’ or
iris. This is the European version of the lily or lotus as given to the Virgin Mary by the Angel Gabriel. It is the same
as the sheaf of the Virgo figure and esoterically represents the flower from which the soul of a new king will emerge.
Just why the fleur de lys became so important in France has never been satisfactorily answered but if you believe
what I tell you this night, you now know why and how,” the old man explained and looked at them all again in turn.
“So let me get this straight. You are saying that the fleur de lys is taken from an ancient symbol but also that
Chartres Cathedral and others now being commissioned are to be built across the landscape, just as the great
monuments of ancient Egypt and Greece were, as some kind of manifestation of a secret communicated to mankind
by occult, esoteric or mystical means from ancient codes?” Gabirol asked pensively.
The old man looked at him and nodded yes, smiling.
“Well what is the secret then?” Simon asked impatiently.
“I shall answer that very question by the conclusion of this story…that you have my word upon,” the old man said

“Truly?” the Templar asked as the old man nodded yes.
“As I explained at the very start of this tale, the original nine Templar Knights were responsible for bringing the
Ark of the Covenant, more correctly, an aspect of the Covenant, to France having been instructed by St Bernard to
do so. That first Ark was buried on Mount Moriah prior to the first destruction of the first Temple of Solomon. But
also other aspects of that Ark and other ancient artefacts were taken to Africa. Places Firgany, Philip and their good
friend Theodoric had to travel to in their journeys. The Ark, even purely as a symbolic notion, along with ancient
sacred books and scrolls containing ancient wisdom, technical skills and building techniques, mainly technological
wisdom from great antiquity along with the genealogical records of Jesus’s family, was indeed recovered. For you
see that actual Ark represents the true Gnosis, knowledge, as brought to France by the knights and shows that the
Notre-Dame Cathedrals of Northern France are to be laid out to a definite plan. As explained earlier and to remind
you, the Cathedrals of Rouen, Chartres, Laon, Reims and others will all represent a different star. When viewed
together they will show that the cathedrals in France make up the image of the main body of stars that form the
constellation of Virgo,” the old man detailed as Gabirol looked through his earlier notes.

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#AudioBookTour #Spotlight ~ Hooked On You by @PatriceWilton Cynthia Vail @AnAudiobookworm #Giveaway

Title: Hooked On You

Author: Patrice Wilton

Narrator: Cynthia Vail

Length: 8h 40m

Publisher: Patrice Wilton

Series: Paradise Cove, Book 2

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Taylor Holmes has a lot on her plate – running a family owned resort, planning a
wedding for her sister, and now the added worry as she opens her dream café. Throw in a
hurricane and a sexy boat captain who doesn’t take no for an answer, and this book will keep
you glued to your seat. Romance, passion, danger, and hot, hot nights guarantee listening


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Patrice Wilton knew from the age of twelve that she wanted to
write books that would take the reader to faraway places. She was born in Vancouver, Canada,
and had a great need to see the world that she had read about.

Patrice became a flight attendant for seventeen years and traveled the world. At
the age of forty she sat down to write her first book—in longhand! Her interests include tennis,
golf, and writing stories for women of all ages.

She is a mother of two, has four lovely grand-daughters and one grandson, and
a wonderful man at her side. They live in West Palm Beach, Florida, where he teaches her golf,
and she teaches him patience.

She has twenty-five books published on Amazon, and is a NY Times and USA
Today best selling author.

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Cynthia Vail is a fulltime professional voice actor with more than a dozen
years of experience and national clients such as McDonalds and Starwood.


Catch the Voice Behind Hooked on You: Cynthia

“Taylor just spoke to me from the start,” said Cynthia Vail, the
voice actor behind Taylor Holmes in Patrice Wilton’s beachy contemporary romance,
Hooked on You, Book Two in the Paradise Cove series. She also voiced Book One
of the series, Paradise Cove.
“Taylor is a perfectionist, a tomboy at heart, and somebody who is very true to her values… true
to a fault, at times,” Vail said. “I think a lot of women can relate to her struggle between her head
and her heart.”
In giving Taylor a voice, she knew it had to be strong, positive, a little demure, and different from
her sisters in the series. “When you voice a novel, you have the joy of being able to play every
character in the book. It’s a ton of fun, but it also presents challenges when a bunch of sisters
are talking in the same room!” Vail says she tried a bunch of pitches and paces before settling
on the three voices for the sisters. “But their Mom’s voice has been with me all along,” she said.
“She has such a humor, wisdom, sexiness, and craziness about her. I love Anna!”
Vail also had fun with the male character of Colt. “I can absolutely picture Colt in my head,” said
Vail. “Patrice Wilton writes about her men with such great description… It’s never hard to give
him his swagger and confidence.”
The question Vail gets asked the most when people find out she’s a voice actor? How does she
handle sex scenes?
“With Patrice’s writing, the steamy scenes are actually easier than you might think. They have a
lot of passion and thought behind them. She doesn’t write sex just for the explicit nature. You
are really inside the characters’ heads… and I hope I bring that to the voicing.”
Vail says she actually has to stop for breaks when the writing gets emotional. “Hooked on
has several scenes that really got me choked up,” she said. “I won’t tell you which
ones… but believe me, I had to stop reading a few times to compose myself with a tissue and a
glass of water.”


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Title: Lilly, Angel Series #3
Author: Tracy Lorraine
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: 25th August.

Lilly’s life has been shattered by her ex. Few people know the truth about what happened that day. Lilly is trying to put the past behind her but everyone around her is moving on with their lives and it’s a constant reminder of what she’s lost. Lilly throws herself into university and her part time job as a distraction. What she doesn’t expect is for an unwanted promotion to once again send her world into a tailspin.

Will she be able to let her guard down, open her heart once again and fight for the happiness she deserves?

Lucas could never have imagined that his life would turn out like it has. Supportive parents, a powerful job and more money than he knows what to do with. On the surface he looks like the perfect businessman but Lucas is not only hiding his past but also who he really is. The only thing missing is something he swore he never wanted. When he finds a broken Lilly in his sanctuary will he be able to push his fears of love aside and be the man she needs?

Individually they have a lot of demons that have the potential to break them but will they be strong enough together to face them?

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Tracy Lorraine is a M/F and M/M contemporary romance author. Tracy has recently
turned thirty and lives in a cute Cotswold village in England with her husband, baby
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head stuck in her Kindle Tracy decided to try her hand at a story idea she dreamt up and hasn’t looked back since.
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