Thursday, April 19, 2018

Blog Tour : Promo~ To Discover a Divine by Tessa McFionn



To Discover a Divine
Rise of the Stria Book 1
Fiery Seas Publishing
March 20, 2018
Sci-Fi Romance

When Kahlym cal Jhuen, freedom-fighting leader of the Chandar Stria, breaks into a prison ship controlled by the Rimmarian Thrall, he only expected to rescue two of his crew. But when he discovers a terrified female during his escape, he is immediately captivated by her unique beauty and makes a snap decision to take her with him. However, his good deed backfires when he learns he has stolen the Thrall Emperor’s prize.

Down to her last dollar, Evainne Wagner expected nothing out of the ordinary when she stepped out of her Boston apartment. Instead, she found herself in the middle of an intergalactic firefight, complete with strange soldiers with deadly weapons pointed directly at her. Salvation arrives in the nick of time in the form of a mysterious leather-clad warrior, skidding in and whisking her away. Trusting her heart, she follows, hoping to find answers as well as a way home.

Safely on board his ship, he learns more about her and her rare skills, triggering the memory of a half-forgotten prophecy spoken at the time of his cursed birth. Outcast because of a cruel twist of fate, he finds unexpected acceptance, even affection, from his new passenger.

Could she be the one who holds the future of his people, as well as his own heart, in her tender hands?









Evainne was in heaven. It was the only way to explain why she felt such a sense of belonging and a sense of peace. She struggled to remember all the races and species and home worlds that Kahlym rattled off so easily as they wandered through the bazaar. Creatures with skin every color of the rainbow meandered through the narrow alleys and stood beneath flashing lights above open doorways. Her mind catalogued the things that looked similar to the crew on Kahlym's ship, but around every corner, she met with something even more strange than what she had just seen.
Three legs and five legs; humanoid and animalistic, the inhabitants continue to amaze her. Yet, on each newcomer, she caught the glint of a weapon, be it a gun or some kind of small blade. It seemed neutral territory, which didn't necessarily mean unarmed. They walked on, no real destination in mind as she took in as much as her brain could process. Voices rose and fell as vendors hawked their wares while strange and exotic smells wafted up from large steaming pots and small skewers.
During her childhood, she dreamed of trying new and different things. Her white bread, all-American parents never indulged in anything more exotic than the typical store-bought chow mein or an occasional lasagna when company was around and her presence was required. But when she would run away, finding solace with the multi-ethnic servants, she sampled everything possible. She recalled one night when, on a dare, Bao gave her balut. The Asian delicacy didn't sit well with her Caucasian stomach, but she remembered he did get a good laugh out of the "unique shade of green" she turned after attempting a swallow. She learned to trust her nose, and right now, it was leading her to lavender bubbling broth with bright yellow strips floating atop the thick soup.
Kahlym smiled, never once growing impatient with her incessant questions and queries. She kept a close eye on the ebb and flow of the crowd as they moved from stall to stall. Too many years spent watching her back were not about to vanish just because she was in the middle of outer space.
Outer space. She shook her head for the hundredth time as she still stumbled over that most basic yet unbelievable fact. Just to be sure, she had snuck in a couple of pinches for good measure.
Nope. She was awake, and on a giant space station hovering in the middle of nothing.

  

Tessa McFionn is a very native Californian and has called Southern California home for most of her life, growing up in San Diego and attending college in Northern California and Orange County, only to return to San Diego to work as a teacher. Insatiably curious and imaginative, she loves to learn and discover, making her wicked knowledge of trivial facts an unwelcomed guest at many Trivial Pursuit boards. 

When not writing, she can be found at the movies or at Disneyland with her husband, as well as family, friends or anyone who wants to play at the Happiest Place on Earth. She also finds her artistic soul fed through her passions for theatre, dance and music.

A proud parent of far too many high school seniors and two still living house plants, she also enjoys hockey, reading and playing Words With Friends to keep her vocabulary sharp. She is currently the treasurer of the San Diego chapter of Romance Writers of America and loves spending time working with such amazingly intelligent and creative writers.


Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Preorder Blitz: Love at Last by Claudia Connor

  


Title: Love at Last
Author: Claudia Connor
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 24, 2018



Blurb

All new romance from New York Times Bestselling Author Claudia Connor…

How many times can you be unlucky in love before you decide it’s not luck, it’s you?

With her ex-groom's words, I’m in love with someone else, still ringing in her ears, Clare Franklin flies off alone to her would-be honeymoon. Forced to accept not everyone gets that happily ever after she’s always dreamed of, she’s done with men. Until she gets tangled up, quite literally, with one sexy veterinarian. 

The only thing Dr Deacon Montgomery wants is to share his surgical expertise and get back to his two year old twin daughters. But, the connection he feels with Clare highlights just how alone he really is and makes him wonder if he can be more than doctor and daddy.

Long talks and moonlit walks under the rustle of palms has Clare thinking maybe she gave up on love too soon. Until one phone call from home changes everything.







Pre-order Links

AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU


 
 


Excerpt

His wide, warm palm grazed her lower back as they wove their way through the tables to the exit. They crossed over the water garden in silence, slowing as they reached a fork in the path. 
“Which way?” Deacon asked. “I’ll walk you back.” 
“That’s sweet, but you really don’t have to. It’s a five-star resort, not downtown Los Angeles.”
Deacon kept walking. “True. But you know, I took you to dinner and all.” 
She arched a brow at him. “It’s also an all-inclusive resort. Maybe I took you.” 
“Maybe you did.” 
He flashed her that slightly lopsided grin that hit her right in the chest. She conceded to the walk, and together, they followed the brick path. The resort was dark, but lights along the sidewalk lit the path and shined up the skinny gray trunks of the swaying palms. It was quiet, and when they didn’t pass even one other person, she was glad he was walking her back. 
She slowed as they came to the breezeway leading to her building and pointed up the steps to the second floor. “I’m up there, so…”
Deacon started up the steps. “I’ll walk you to the door. I’m funny like that.” 
She probably should have said no, insisted that she could make it to her door on her own. Because of course she could. But she didn’t insist, just followed enormously glad she’d removed the HONEYMOON banner from her door. 
They reached her room, and she turned to face him. Just the two of them now, up here, alone at her door. She felt a slight buzzing in her head that had nothing to do with alcohol.
“Well, Clare of the here and now.”
She rolled her eyes at the reminder of her earlier word-vomit ramble. “It was nice to meet you.” She stuck out her hand, hoping it wasn’t sweaty. 
“It was nice to meet you, too.” 
It didn’t feel like a simple handshake as he wrapped his fingers around hers. “I had fun tonight. You turned what might have been a horrible night into something surprisingly nice.” 
“I’m glad.” 
“Thank you for catching me and saving my top and for dinner and talking and…” And maybe she could stoptalking. 
“You’re welcome.”
A frog gave a low croak, and another answered, but she figured the pounding of her heart was louder. 
The buzzing in her head grew louder, and she felt dizzy from looking into his eyes and staring at his lips because she wanted him to kiss her. She wanted to feel those smooth, firm lips on hers, to taste him and feel his arms around her.I'm losing my mind.
“You’re beautiful,” he said. “I’ve been wanting to say that all night.” He lifted his hand and lightly brushed his thumb over her cheek.
Then he leaned in, and she moved. Just…moved. In and up, her fingers twisting in the front of his shirt. She was just falling into the taste of him, just getting that warm, tingling flood of a first kiss when her brain fully registered that he’d been leaning in to kiss her cheek
“I’m sorry.” She swallowed hard, felt a stinging heat flooding into her cheeks, and wished desperately to disappear. Deacon was staring at her in complete confusion. That made two of them. “I’m… really sorry.” 
She spun to her door. A stiff wind sang through the open-air hallway, slapping her hair across her eyes. How she got her key in the lock, she had no idea. Mumbling one more apology over her shoulder, she opened the door and closed it behind her. She stood, heart pounding in mortification, her lips buzzing. 
The champagne glasses and fruit and cheese tray had been cleared. The bed had been turned back, and the damn swans were back, nestled in the center of the bed and kissing right on their terrycloth lips.








Author Bio


Claudia Connor is the author of the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling series, The McKinney Brothers. Her debut novel, WORTH THE FALL, hit the New York Times Bestsellers list in 2014 and received numerous Best Contemporary Romance of 2014 accolades.

Claudia attended Auburn University, where she received her undergraduate and master’s degrees in early childhood education. After teaching kindergarten and first grade for ten years, she retired to be a full-time mom to her three daughters. Always a lover of books, and always one to have stories playing in her mind, she decided to try her hand at writing. It took seven years to finish her first novel and a new love was born.

Claudia lives near Memphis, Tennessee with her husband, three daughters, two cats, and a singer-songwriter Siberian Husky. She continues to write warm, heartfelt, and emotional romances with a bit of steam, a lot of family and always a happily ever after.


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