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Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Blood Bound Book Tour & Giveaway



Melanie will be awarding the winner's choice of a backlist eBook to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.

Follow the tour and comment; the more they comment, the better your chances of winning. The tour dates can be found here:


BLURB:

Fueled by grief after his fiancée is brutally murdered, Detective Sam Walker focuses on finding her killer -- a calculating predator who binds books with human skin.  Dani Barrington, the newest member of NOPD's Victim and Witness Assistance Unit and a survivor of another frightening attack, helps him discover the terrifying link between the monster's known victims.  Despite his anguish, Sam is struck by Dani's strength and determination, especially when her inquisitive  nature makes her the killer's next target.  He must find a way to protect her or risk losing the one woman who can bring his dead heart back to life.


Excerpt:

Kristen was gone.

She wasn't at work. She wasn't at home. She hadn't gone out to run an errand. She had simply... vanished.

New Orleans Detective Sam Walker stood in the center of his fiancée's cluttered bedroom and struggled to piece together the timeline of her disappearance. Last night they were supposed to meet for dinner, but he'd caught a case. They'd talked on the phone around eleven, and he'd asked her to meet him for lunch today.

He hadn't spoken to her since.

She was supposed to arrive at the Victim and Witness Assistance Unit for work at nine a.m., but never made it. One of her co-workers had called him about ten o'clock. He'd tried Kristen again, but she hadn't answered.

So he'd come here and found her car in the driveway.

Yet she sure as hell wasn't here.

Her bed was meticulously made, the way she left it every morning, dumping him out if he'd stayed over. A damp towel lay beside the bathroom sink. Soulful jazz drifted from the iPod dock on her nightstand. What terrified him most, though, was the spot of blood marring the door frame and the lone pink sandal lying in the living room floor beside her purse, keys, and cell phone.

His heart lurched. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think. Simply could not absorb that she was missing. They'd been engaged for five months and three days, with only a month to go until the wedding. They should be mulling over the guest list, squabbling about where to go for their honeymoon, and deciding where they wanted to live.

Instead, Sam stared at an empty bed.

"There's no sign of forced entry, so she either let the guy in or he jumped her when she went after the paper this morning." Major Sabbatini's voice seemed to come from far away. "I'm thinking she fought him off and ran, and he caught her here in the bedroom."

"She would have clawed him." Hell, she would've drawn blood with those nails. Sam should know. He had the marks on his back to prove it. Moisture blurred his vision as he eyed the smudge on the door jamb. "She... she just had her nails done a couple of days ago. They're like talons."

"We'll check the blood for DNA. You know that. What were her plans for today?"

"Um... just work, far as I know. She and I were supposed to have lunch." Sam shook his head. "Then tonight, she was going to a wedding shower. I just--"

"When was the last time you spoke with her?"

"Late -- last night." Sam's eyes fell on a partially-filled mug on the table beside Kristen's favorite chair, where she liked to read. A hard knot formed in the center of his chest. "She didn't... even finish her coffee. She loves coffee."

"We're gonna find her, son."

"You don't know that." Sam's voice cracked. He turned to his boss. "What if I never see her again?"
  

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Melanie Atkins a multi-published author of romantic suspense, an editor for an online publishing company, and an avid reader. Writing is more than an escape for her—it’s a way of life. She grew up in the Deep South listening to tall tales and penning stories about her cats. Now she writes gripping stories of love, suspense, and mystery with the help of her furry little feline muses.

Melanie is an active member of Romance Writers of America®, the Magnolia State Romance Writers (MSRW), the Published Author Network (PAN), the Electronic and Small Press Authors' Network (ESPAN), the Electronically Published Internet Connection (EPIC), Sisters in Crime (SinC), the Red Dog Writers, the Gulf Coast Writers Association, the Southern Writers, the Mississippi Authors Guild and the Byram Writers’ Group. She currently serves as Past President of MSRW.

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Monday, April 29, 2013

Re-release of Journey to Redemption


Detective Morgan Reynolds thought her nightmare was over when serial killer Gerald ‘The Slasher’ Tate was sent to prison for her husband’s murder.  But she was wrong.  The Slasher has escaped and he’s making it even more personal this time.  Tate has kidnapped her son and is giving her 72 hours to find the answers he wants or Jared dies.

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Excerpt: This scene takes place shortly after Morgan learns that her son has been kidnapped by the serial killer who was sent to prison for her husband’s murder.

Morgan had almost reached the bottom of the stairs when she heard a knock at the front door. “It’s me, Russo, open up.”
She barely got the door open before he stepped inside and took her into his arms. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.” She stepped from his arms. “Did you find out anything?”
“None of his friends saw him after school, but one of his teachers did remember seeing him leave the playground headed toward home.”
“So he was waiting for him.”
“You’ve heard something?”
She nodded. “There was a message on my answering machine. Tate has him.”
“Tate, are you sure?”
“I’d know that voice anywhere.”
“So it was him who killed those women?”
“And now he’s got Jared.”
“I don’t get it, Morgan, why would he risk coming back here?”
“Because he intends to make good on his threat,” she said softly. Morgan stepped past him and made her way into the kitchen. After taking two cups from the cabinet, she filled them with the freshly made coffee.
“You still think he’s innocent, don’t you?”
She handed him a cup. “I, without a doubt, think he killed those women, but you and I both know the evidence that sent him to prison was planted.”
“You didn’t answer my question, Morgan.”
“No, I don’t think he killed Kevin.”
“Well, if he didn’t kill Kevin, why did he kidnap Jared?”
“I don’t know. It doesn’t make sense, but I know he’s got him. Those two young women and the sudden disappearance of my son, that isn’t a coincidence, Russo. He wants something.”
“I think he’s messing with your head, just like he did for the year we tracked him, just like he’s been doing ever since. This idea of yours, that someone else killed Kevin, he’s organized it as well. He planted that seed of doubt in your head that day in the court room when he said he’d destroy you.”
“Only because it made sense when nothing else did,” she snapped. “The whole time we tracked him, he never once messed up. He was meticulous. He didn’t take chances. The man we tracked would not have come into a well-populated neighborhood, break into the backdoor, and murder a man in his own bedroom while a young boy lay sleeping just down the hall.”
“Yet you think he slipped into the same well populated neighborhood in broad daylight and kidnapped your son?”
“Because he has a different agenda. He’s willing to take risks now because he knows he has nothing to lose. He knows when we do catch him, he’s either going back to prison or to the morgue.”
“Which will make him all the more dangerous.” They both turned to find Chase standing in the doorway. He stepped forward, a book grasped in his outstretched hand. “I’m guessing this belongs to your son.”
Morgan hesitated momentarily, recognizing the book immediately as Jared’s favorite. Then taking the book into her trembling hands, she brought it up to her chest. “Where did you find it?” she asked softly.
“It was lying on the porch.”
She turned to Russo.
“He must have placed it there after I came in or I would have seen it.”
“Seeing as how you two seem to already know who the kidnapper is, I don’t guess it’d do much good to run this for prints.” He reached inside his jacket, withdrew a plastic baggie and handed it to her.
She took it. Through the plastic, she could clearly make out the crudely put together note of different-colored letters cut out of magazines. IF YOU WANT TO SEE YOUR SON AGAIN, YOU HAVE 72 HOURS TO FIND THE ANSWERS.
“Speaking of answers, if you two don’t start giving me some straight ones real quick, I’m calling the captain,” Chase threatened.
“Please, Chase, you can’t do that.”
"I can, and I will if you don't tell me what is going on here."




Thursday, April 25, 2013

Book Tour/Giveaway - Fate: Timeless Trilogy, Book 1



 Tallulah will be awarding winner's choice of a backlist eBook to a randomly drawn commenter at every stop, and a choice of a backlist eBook to each host.

Follow the tour and comment; the more they comment, the better their chances of winning. The tour dates can be found here:
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BLURB:

Death stalks Kris in dreams and in reality. The target of a cunning serial killer, Kris must defend her life and her love. Visions prepare her for what’s coming, but is knowledge enough to change the future? Or will demented mania claim victory over fated love?

The good things in life are coming together for Kristina Collins. She’s found her ideal home, her career is on track for mega success and the man of her dreams has finally come back into her life.

In Fate, the first installment of the Timeless Trilogy, Kris Collins discovers the benefits and risks of having precognitive visions while being stalked by a serial killer. Her friends can’t help her, the FBI can’t save her; she must save herself.

The Timeless Trilogy heroines, Kristina, Veronica and Cassandra, each deal with paranormal abilities as they discover and rediscover eternal love.


EXCERPT

“Wait a minute, find a weapon.” Cassie picked up a heavy flashlight. “This works.”
   
 Roni grabbed the lighter. “I’ve got mine.”
   
 Kris reached for the baseball bat behind the sliding glass door. “I’m ready.”
    
They looked at each other and broke into a fit of nervous giggles. “Shhhhh,” Kris said. “We’ll lose the element of surprise.” That only made them laugh harder, thanks in part to the wine and in part to the absurdity of the situation. After a minute, sanity prevailed.
    
 “Okay, stay together and try to be quiet. Let’s go.” Kris led the way to the path that circled around to her neighbor’s deck stairs. She stopped suddenly, listening intently.
   
 “What is it, why did you stop?”
   
 “I thought I heard something… where is the light?” With a clear view of the deck and the porch, it was obvious that no light source, moving or stationary, came from either. They stood quietly, straining to hear anything above the noise of the waves. 
   
 “Maybe it was a firefly. There’s nothing there now. Let’s go back, this is creeping me out.” Roni turned back down the path.
   
 “Okay,” Kris and Cassie turned to join her. “If it was a firefly, it was the size of a golf ball and I sure don’t want to run into it.” Kris tried to ignore the quick chill leaving icy tracks up her spine. Every nerve ending was suddenly on alert. She spun quickly to see if anyone was following them, but no one was there. She turned back toward home just as the man stepped away from the dark side of the house.

 AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Tallulah Grace is an aficionado of anything paranormal, loves to read a good thriller and creates characters that become friends. Tallulah was born and raised in a small southern town located in the foothills of the vibrant Blue Ridge Mountains. When she's not developing characters and weaving stories, Tallulah enjoys antiquing and bead-weaving.

Personal Links:
Website: http://www.tallulahgrace.com
Blog:  http://www.tallulahspeaks.com
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/TallulahSpeaks
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Amazon Author Page: amazon.com/author/tallulahgrace
 Book Trailer on You Tube: http://bit.ly/mC5UfX

Book Links
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0054QZNRA
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/timeless-trilogy-book-one-tallulah-grace/1104729281
http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/timeless-trilogy-book-one/id454533167?mt=11
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/66643
http://www.kobobooks.com/ebook/Timeless-Trilogy-Book-One-Fate/book-AGyrHX17p0yENAS0mnawxg/page1.html

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