Friday, July 20, 2018

The Chosen Ones by Margery Miller-Mondragon - Book Tour + Giveaway


The Chosen Ones
by Margery Miller-Mondragon

Genre:
Medical Thriller

New Thriller has Sharp Medical/Political Edge
Readers who love smart thrillers won’t want to miss The Chosen Ones –
Thy Will Be Done,
written by author Margery Miller Mon-Dragon.
Set in the high-intensity and politically diverse area of Washington,
D.C., this clever new release hits the mark for suspense, action and
social commentary – exploring the question of why we seem to be
failing to engage in reasonable advances in medicine for all
citizens. Within this book the reader will find themselves dealing
with modern medicine and the issues of genetic restructuring, donor
procurement, terminal illness and death and dying in our society.
The Chosen Ones – Thy Will Be Done, is a riveting thriller about a
woman’s fight to uncover the genetic code to life itself and to
bring to the world The Book of Man. Mara McClurg has been
missing for five years. She leaves behind two daughters who have
grown into young women beneath a blanket of lies and secrecy. When
the US government discovers that a private sector research facility
(GenTech) has broken the genetic code, Mara is sent to recover the
book of man.
With a shrewd cast of characters, and a plot that moves quickly, readers
will be engrossed while they absorb new knowledge and discover that
the series is not just fiction but lies on the edge of what every
human being can physically touch, his health and immortality.
Reviewers are calling the book, “…intelligent and compelling.” The paperback and
ebook version are available on amazon.com and the audio book is
presently in production with a release date set for fall. The Chosen
Ones – Thy Will Be Done is the first in a series of four books with
They Walk Among Us, The Sword of Damocles and The River of
Destruction to follow.

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THE SCENT OF TRUTH

The smell of coffee fragrantly filled the house.  It was enough to wake Carol and lure her to the top of the stairs.  “Stokes,” she yelled.  “Is that you? Are you making coffee?”
“It sure the hell is,” he replied. “Get the girls and c’mon down.”  The girls were already wearily trailing behind her.
“My God, Stokes!” said Carol.  “You certainly have out done yourself.”
“Thank you very much,” said Stokes.
“I must tell you,” continued Carol.  It’s a nice treat to have someone, a male someone, cook for us.   And, yes, I would like it daily.”
“Well,” said Stokes, with the class of a fine southern gentleman. “It’s not every day a man gets to have breakfast with three beautiful ladies.”
“Enough, enough already,” said Mimi.  “I’m getting sick.”
Jaye joined her sister in the AM bashing.  “Yeah, it’s really getting kind of thick around here.”  Mimi continued to hold her head with her elbow firmly planted on the table.  Her eyes were still half closed.  Carol was becoming agitated with her.
“I hope coffee is the treatment you need Mimi.”  “If you’re not awake soon, you’ll miss the whole story.”
“No, I won’t!  Aunt Carol,” she moaned.  “That’s a tale I’ve been waiting to hear for a very long, time.”  She shook her head.  The long blonde hair blew from her face as if a strong wind had hit.  Then she jumped from the table and began to do jumping jacks.  Fifty pushups followed.  All marveled at Mimi’s strength and resilience.
“Not me,” said Jaye, “Not me.”
“Well, I’m sure awake now,” said Mimi. “Let’s eat!”
Stokes couldn’t have made a finer breakfast.  Scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon and English muffins graced the table.
“Stokes, I need to thank you again.  This was very nice.   Nice that we have this chance to sit together and just enjoy.”
“You’re welcome Carol, I enjoyed it.  It’s a real nice change for me too,” said Stokes.
“Yes,” she thought quietly to herself,   “especially considering what lies ahead of us today.”   The girls were preoccupied.  Who wouldn’t be when faced with their situation?
“Girls, we have a lot to cover with you today,” said Carol.  “So, I thought it might be a good idea if you did the dishes and took your showers.  This will give Stokes and me a chance to organize our thoughts before we begin.”
They rolled their eyes and in unison chanted, “Dishes!”
“C’mon,” said Stokes.   “Don’t give Carol trouble this morning.  Let’s just move right along so we can get started.  I don’t have much time to spend here and I need every minute to count.”   A silence swept the room.
The sound of dishes loudly shrieked against each other.  Stokes placed himself comfortably on the sofa next to Carol.
“Well Carol,” he said, with a grin on his face.  “Today is the day!”
“It certainly is,” she replied.  “You know Stokes, I’ve waited so long for this day to come that I’m overwhelmed.   I don’t know where to start.”
It was nearly 1:00 PM.    Everyone perched in the living room waiting D-day.   “God!” said Stokes.  “This is what we’ve all been waiting for.   It’s not so bad.   So don’t look so doomed.  Now, once upon a time,” he teased.
“Oh Stokes!” shouted Mimi.  “Let’s get real”.
“No really girls,” said Stokes.  “I think the best way to do this is to start from the beginning, from the divorce.   It’s going to take some time but then you will understand her a bit better.  If there is one thing I don’t want it’s for either of you to be angry with her.  She was a great humanitarian and her work is responsible for saving us … from a catastrophe.   I want you to be proud to be her daughters and I want you to know that she gave her life.... I mean her....   “I want you to know that she sacrificed herself and her family for the betterment of mankind.”
“It’s Ok,” said Jaye.  “It’s Ok Stokes.  I understand.   Mimi and I aren’t babies anymore.  We’re capable of comprehending the intensity of emotion.   I’m glad you loved my mother.  Maybe all of our lives would be different today if you had married her.”  Silence overcame them, like a swift blanket of cold arctic air.
Then Mimi broke in with her usual antics.  “Yeah Stokes!  “Would you have played ball in the back yard or are you more into doll houses?”
“No,” he said.   “It would have given me the authority to kick your smart ass when you needed it.”  Then he grabbed her in a headlock and wrestled her to the floor.  “Please,” she cried aloud.  “Please don’t tickle me anymore.   I’ll be good, honest.”
It was plain to see he loved them, thought Carol.   He probably would have been a wonderful father.
“C’mon,” said Carol.  “We’ll be here for a week.”
“Yeah!” said Stokes. “She’s right.   We’ll start with the plane trip and the escape from Pittsburgh.”   “Then we can play those tapes Mara left with me for safe keeping.”  Both girls looked at him with a perplexing eye.
“What tapes?” said Mimi.
“We weren’t aware of any tapes,” said Jaye.
Stokes disappeared from the living room.  It wasn’t long before he returned with a steel box.  He sat down in his previous spot and began touching it in a strange and methodical sequence.
“I hope it’s not rigged to blow,” he said.  Then he laughed aloud and went on to say, “I don’t think your mother would endanger you that way.”  After four unique sequences, the tumblers clicked and the unusual steel box opened.  Inside were sixteen videotapes.  The girls jumped from their seats to handle each one.  They were numbered in sequence and on the bottom of the box there was a note.
It read very simply, “Watch them in sequence, and then you will know.”




Marg Miller-MonDragon is local to the Pahrump area. Before becoming an
author, her career spanned thirty years as a nurse and medical
educator. She has spent many years acknowledging the medical,
ethical and legal issues surrounding healthcare. One of her greatest
desires is to have her readers become invested in the dilemmas,
evaluate solutions and then have strong opinions on this subject that
will hopefully inspire change. She stated that she is looking
forward to writing this series for the readers and that it is her
greatest hope to inspire a culture where healthcare becomes a right for all citizens.





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Rock Legend by Tara Leigh - Book Tour + Giveaway








Title: Rock Legend(Nothing But Trouble, Book 2) 
Author: Tara Leigh 
Genre: Contemporary Romance / Rockstar Romance 
Release Date: July 17, 2018 
Cover Designer: Forever Romance



I’m no Prince Charming.
Most people know me as the drummer for Nothing but Trouble. Depending who you ask, I’m also a playboy, a loner, the life of the party, a screw-up, or according to my fans, “The Sexiest Rock Star on the Planet.” Apparently, I’m a legend.
Am I surprised? Hell, no. It’s a reputation I’ve earned behind my drum kit and behind closed doors. No one thought foster kid Landon Cox would become famous. Infamous, maybe. Notorious, probably. But successful? Never. No one except Piper Hastings. But I had to make a choice: my woman or my career. I picked fame and fortune . . . and spent every damn day since pretending I don’t regret it.
Now fate’s dropped Piper back into my life. I want to believe it’s a second chance for me—for us. But while I can give her a few great nights, I can’t give Piper a future.
Because there’s a difference between a legend and a fairy tale . . .
Only one of them ends happily ever after.








Watching Landon Cox on stage from forty feet away had been bad enough. But here, now, close enough to touch, I was jolted by the power of his presence.
Still shirtless and sweating after an intense performance, my eyes danced over the rippling muscles rising from beneath the inked skin of Landon’s naked torso, his broad shoulders tapering to slim hips, perfect V cuts forming an arrow pointing south.
Vitality seeping from every pore.
My gaze was drawn inexorably upward. Blond hair a damp mess, the faintest trace of stubble darkening a jawline that could have been cut from marble. A face so symmetrical, so severely beautiful, it would take even the most talented sculptor a lifetime to get right.
Landon Cox was a fantasy in the flesh.
I’d imagined this very moment dozens—no, hundreds—of times. But now that the moment was here, Landon and I, alone in a room again after all these years, I had nothing.
In a blink, Landon’s expression wavered. His winged brows, three shades darker than the hair sweeping across his forehead, pulled together. Eyes like hot coals burning into me.
As if the sight of me caused him pain.
I tore my gaze away from his face, but it only landed on the swaths of ink covering his chest and extending over his arms. My mouth watered at the sight. I wanted to trace every tattoo with my tongue, every slash and swirl and stripe. After six years, how would Landon taste?
Like regret, I realized with a sickening thud. Because regret was all that remained of what we’d once shared.















Tara Leigh attended Washington University in St. Louis and Columbia Business School in New York, and worked on Wall Street and Main Street before “retiring” to become a wife and mother. When the people in her head became just as real as the people in her life, she decided to put their stories on paper. Tara currently lives in Fairfield County, Connecticut with her husband, children and fur-baby, Pixie.














The London Murder Mysteries by Alice Castle - Book Tour + Giveaway

 
Death in Dulwich

Thirty-something single mum Beth Haldane is forced to become Dulwich’s answer to Miss Marple when she stumbles over a murder victim on her first day at work. 

To clear her name, Beth is plunged into a cozy mystery that’s a contemporary twist on Golden Age crime classics. But can she pull it off? She already has a bouncy young son, haughty cat, a fringe with a mind of its own and lots of bills to pay, as she struggles to keep up with the yummy mummies of SE21.

Join Beth in #1 of the London Murder Mystery series, as she discovers the nastiest secrets can lurk in the nicest places.

Purchase Link - MyBook.to/1DeathinDulwich


The Girl in the Gallery


Just when you thought it was safe to go back to Dulwich…
It’s a perfect summer’s morning in the plush south London suburb, and thirty-something Beth Haldane has sneaked off to visit one of her favourite places, the world-famous Picture Gallery.
She’s enjoying a few moments’ respite from juggling her job at prestigious private school Wyatt’s and her role as single mum to little boy Ben, when she stumbles across a shocking new exhibit on display. Before she knows it, she’s in the thick of a fresh, and deeply chilling, investigation.
Who is The Girl in the Gallery? Join Beth in adventure #2 of the London Murder Mystery series as she tries to discover the truth about a secret eating away at the very heart of Dulwich. 
Author Bio – Before turning to crime, Alice Castle was a UK newspaper journalist for The Daily Express, The Times and The Daily Telegraph. Her first book, Hot Chocolate, set in Brussels and London, was a European hit and sold out in two weeks.
Death in Dulwich was published in September 2017 and has been a number one best-seller in the UK, US, Canada, France, Spain and Germany. A sequel, The Girl in the Gallery was published in December 2017 to critical acclaim. Calamity in Camberwell, the third book in the London Murder Mystery series, will be published this summer, with Homicide in Herne Hill due to follow in early 2019.  Alice is currently working on the fifth London Murder Mystery adventure. Once again, it will feature Beth Haldane and DI Harry York.
Alice is also a mummy blogger and book reviewer via her website: 
https://www.alicecastleauthor.com
Giveaway – Win signed copies of Death in Dulwich and The Girl in the Gallery (UK Only)
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