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Kindling the Past by M.S. Kaye Kindle is fighting to survive on her own, to break free from her possessive and violent ex-boyfriend, and trying not to let her best friend, Anna, know she’s in love with her husband. Most of all, she fights the visions she sees of the past—she doesn’t believe in that kind of stuff. Then Anna is shot and killed. In their grief, Kindle and Ty, Anna’s husband and Kindle’s Taekwondo instructor, grow closer. Although Kindle is careful never to let him too close, he helps her learn to accept that her visions are real. Eventually, the truth about Anna’s death breaks through into Kindle’s visions, and she must find a way not to let it destroy her. Author Bio: M.S. Kaye has several published books under her black belt. A transplant from Ohio, she resides with her husband, Corey, in Jacksonville, Florida, where she tries not to melt in the sun. Find suspense and the unusual at www.BooksByMSK.com . Contact M. S. Kaye at: www.Facebo

Congratulations Skeeter Lee You are the winner of Flynn's Kiss from the  Spring Fling Blog Hop

Welcome to the Spring Fling Blog Hop! Over fifty authors and bloggers have joined together to bring you some amazing posts, great giveaways and lots of fun! Don't forget to enter the rafflecopter to win a Kindle tablet, gift cards, paperbacks and swag and be sure to check out the other blogs taking part. Spring, that wonderful time of year when blossom pops out everywhere. I especially love the petals on my apple trees. Not only is it delicate and beautiful, but it holds determination and hope for the fruit the tree will bear. Year after year the trees produce these sweet flowers without ever giving up. My heroine in Flynn's Kiss is like that blossom. No matter how many times she has been battered, Liberty continues to hold out hope for a future that bears the fruit of love. “Flynn.” She spoke softly, but in the quiet of the early evening, her voice carried clearly, emphasizing the slight wobble to betray her nervousness. He turned his head and s

Interracial romance is a budding genre. Despite having a hero and heroine from different races, the story elements are the same as in any romance. The reason I believe interracial romance is still young is because sadly it has taken so long to become acceptable. Interracial marriages didn’t become legal until 1967 and sadly enough the last state that held on till 2000 was Alabama. I write historical romance which means when I have an interracial couple it throws another monkey wrench in the works. I’m not saying there wouldn’t be difficulties in a contemporary interracial romance, but in a historical it is even scandalous. I write historicals set during the Civil War era. Race was a hot button issue then—just think about the roots of the war. Setting my interracial couple anywhere from the Antebellum era to Reconstruction really ups the tension and I have to walk a tightrope between being historical accurate and respectful. I’m happy to see that I am not the only au

Severely scarred during a disastrous mission, ex special forces Flynn Swann is home after three years of avoidance. By his own admission, he’s no good with women and the last thing he expects or wants is the attention of a curvy little brunette, who’s just passing through. With apparently no fear or revulsion of his scarred face, the boisterous woman bounds into his life and destroys all hope of a quiet visit. It is obvious to literally everyone that she wants him—all of him. Worse still, despite her atrocious taste in fashion and Stetsons, she appears to have won the hearts of the entire town. Scientist Liberty Sophia Glennon is on a mission to find a man before she has to return to the loneliness of the New Zealand outback where she has already spent eighteen lonely months doing research. A ticking hormone bomb, Liberty feels time is running away with her. Outwardly she is a bouncing ball of over-confidence, but inside she is still a frightened little girl with horrific me

Welcome to Christy Gissendaner - a fellow author with a new release, a rather fabulous front cover and a fascinating introduction.  Come and take a look. In Too Deep Christy Gissendaner Genre: Contemporary, Paranormal Romance Publisher: Etopia Press Number of pages: 274 Word Count: 54,654 Book Description: He’ll risk everything for the love of one human. Agreeing to be her good friend’s bridesmaid, Emma Anderson jets off to Tybee Island for the wedding. Her dress is perfect and her shoes are adorable, but her friend’s elegant beachside home hides an ancient secret…one that threatens to expose a secret society of werewolves.  Drake Randolph has watched his sister’s friend grow into a ravishing woman, but he’s always kept his distance. As the heir to the Randolph fortune and the alpha of the Secret Society of Savannah Lycanthropes, Drake cannot afford to draw the innocent little brunette into the dangerous lycan world.  Passion between them so

Hi Haley and welcome.   I’m really pleased you have brought Sophia with you. Pull up a chair, grab a coffee and please excuse me while I ask Sophia some questions. Hi Sophia, it’s lovely to meet you. Hi Diane. It is a pleasure to be here. I do enjoy visiting. Can you tell me how you first felt when you met Lucas? To tell you the truth I was terrified. This strange man was bleeding on my front porch. He had passed out, and when I bent down to see if he was still alive I noticed he was one handsome soldier. Did you hide him? I had to take care of his wound. Yes, I hid him until he was strong enough to take care of himself. What was the very first thing that attracted you to him? I was mesmerized by his eyes. He has the darkest green eyes I had ever seen. I bet you sang to him while he was recovering – what is your favourite tune? Call me patriotic but I often sang “God Save the South.” Describe your first kiss. Oh my. Well, it was a chaste kiss.

The way I was brought up, food was a really important part of our socialising. It was never about how much food ... but good food and great company. Family meals when I was younger were so often the times when we all re-discovered each other after our wild and hectic days. As an adult, I now realise this is the time when you discover exactly what your children have been up to! Our house at meal times is never a closed shop. People come – often unexpectedly – and stay to eat and talk. This part definitely comes from my parents. I remember my father’s Royal Air Force days when the boys on camp used to call him “dad”. Christmas Day, when the youngest of the crews – eighteen years old – couldn’t fly home to England, my dad would turn up with four, five, six of them for my mum to feed. It never phased her, she always had enough to go around. My books often have mealtimes, because it’s a time of discovery. Leave a comment and I'll give one lucky person a copy of my new release