#BlogTour #RandRBookTours @RRBookTours1 / #Excerpt : Slumbering (The Starlight Chronicles #1) #Slumbering – C. S. Johnson @C_S_Johnson13

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Today I’m on the ‘Slumbering (The Starlight Chronicles #1)’ blogtour, organised by R&R Book Tours.
To promote C. S. Johnson her book I have an excerpt, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

Author PicC. S. Johnson is the award-winning, genre-hopping author of several novels, including young adult sci-fi and fantasy adventures such as the Starlight Chronicles, the Once Upon a Princess saga, and the Divine Space Pirates trilogy. With a gift for sarcasm and an apologetic heart, she currently lives in Atlanta with her family. Find out more at http://www.csjohnson.me .


Synopsis :

Slumbering CoverPublication Date: December 2014
Genre: YA Urban Fantasy/Satire

Sixteen-year-old Hamilton Dinger leads a charmed life. He’s got the grades for the top of the class, the abilities of a star athlete and Tetris player, and the charisma to get away with anything. Everything seems to be going along perfectly, including his plans to ask out Gwen Kessler, as he enters into tenth grade at Apollo Central High School. Everything, that is, until a meteor crashes into the city, releasing the Seven Deadly Sinisters and their leader, Orpheus, from their celestial prison, and awakening Hamilton’s longtime dormant supernatural abilities. Suddenly Hamilton finds reluctantly allied with his self-declared mentor, Elysian, a changeling dragon, and Starry Knight, a beautiful but dangerous warrior, as they seek to protect the souls of Apollo City from the Sinisters and their evil intentions. Can Hamilton overcome his ignorance and narrow-mindedness to see what is truly real? Can he give up his self-proclaimed entitlement to happiness in order to follow the call of a duty he doesn’t want? More importantly, will he willingly sacrifice all he has to find out the truth?


Excerpt :

After the meteorite has fallen, Hamilton starts to wonder if he is crazy; and when he starts getting visions of another time and place, he struggles to accept they could be something more than a mental illness or a physical ailment.

But even in the perfect teenage life of mine, I got bored easily.
Such as later, when I was sitting in drama class.
It was ninth period, and I felt my attention drooping as much as my eyelids. Mr. Lockard was droning on and on about Shakespeare and the Global Theater …or was it Globe Theater? I wondered briefly how Gwen could lap this stuff up like cream. It left a dry taste on my tongue.
Had time passed at all since class began? I wondered. I dared not look up at the clock for fear Lockard would use it as an excuse to call on me.
I shifted in my seat. Immediately, I grimaced at the highly noticeable lack of legroom.
I sighed. Drama was the stupidest class ever. (Ironic I would think so, I know.) Gwen was the reason I’d signed up for it this year. Once she’d been assigned to another period, I made it my life’s mission to drop the class.
Unfortunately, the parentals were not as keen on the idea. Mark and Cheryl made me keep it to “teach me a lesson” about suffering through things I detested. I still hated them for it. My parents would never understand how the anxiety produced in this class crippled my lifetime potential.
Not to mention my actual life was at risk while I was in the class. The drama room was located inconveniently (extremely inconveniently) underneath the stage. The wood-sanded ceiling-stage was composed of creaking boards only two inches thick. Two inches to keep people safe from falling onto unsuspecting students below, who were probably already half dead from boredom.
I was just waiting for the day when an amplifier, or microphone, or some fat kid caused the stage to collapse.
The humdrum of class slowly turned into muffles, which then twirled off into music. I was falling from consciousness, but not into sleep.
I panicked briefly for a moment as I fell back into the world of starlight, where I was flying freely, awing over the wonders of space and time Hubble had yet to find.
But even as I felt uneasy, I let myself be eased into contentedness. I wanted to enjoy it, even as I feared I was going crazy.
That same melody, the one from the hospital, called out to me, and I felt eagerness and euphoria, as though joy and anticipation had procreated an entirely new emotion within me.
My universe started to move with the music—as though the music had become not just sounds beautifully laced together, but a dance for all time and space to follow.
I couldn’t help it when I laughed. Joy had tickled me, inside and out, so I laughed.
“Hamilton Dinger!”
My attention was roughly jolted back to reality as Mr. Lockard (loudly) called me out. The celestial background dropped from my eyes, as though a light switch had been flipped on, chasing away the warmth and protection of darkness, and I was faced with the white-hot exposure of Lockard’s face.
“Just what is so funny?”
“Uh … ” was the best response I could make. I had been laughing aloud, unintentionally. “Nothing.”

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#BlogTour #RandomThingsTours @annecater / #Excerpt : #Zero – Neil McCormick @neil_mccormick @unbounders

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Today I’m on the ‘#Zero’ blogtour, organised by Random Things Tours.
To promote Neil McCormick his book I have an excerpt, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

Neil McCormick Author PictureNeil McCormick is the Daily Telegraph’s chief pop and rock music critic. He is an author, radio pundit and television presenter, with his own music weekly interview show, Neil McCormick’s Needle Time, broadcast on Vintage TV. His memoir, Killing Bono (originally published as I Was Bono’s Doppelganger) was turned into a feature film in 2011. He lives in London.


Synopsis :

• Paperback: 432 pages
• Publisher: Unbound (18 April 2019)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 1783526629
• ISBN-13: 978-1783526628

Zero Cover ImageA pitch-black satire about a pop star on the verge of a nervous breakdown, from the bestselling author of Killing Bono

Zero is the latest craze. Young, sexy and brilliant, he is a multi-hyphenated (singer-songwriter- rapper-producer) superstar for the digital generation. According to his publicist at least. He’s also a narcissistic, insecure, hyperactive, coke-snorting, pill-popping, loud-mouthed maelstrom of contradictions skating over the thin ice of terminal self-loathing.
He has touched down in New York with his sycophantic entourage for the launch of a new single/album/movie/tour. It is countdown to Year Zero. But the boy at the centre of the media feeding frenzy is cracking up. Inside the echo chamber of his own skull, he isn’t sure he deserves all the attention, doesn’t even know if he wants it anymore and is being driven half- mad by the mysterious absence of the love of his life.
As the crucial hour approaches the young star cuts and runs, setting off on a wild trip across America pursued by paparazzi, fans, fortune hunters and his Mephistophelian manager, Beasley. He’s about to find out that when you have the most famous face in the world, you can run… but you can’t hide.

Excerpt :

Zero is a pop star on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Young, sexy and brilliant (according to his publicist anyway) he’s also a narcissistic, insecure, hyper-active, coke-snorting, pill-popping, loudmouthed maelstrom of contradictions skating over the thin ice of terminal self-loathing. At the launch of a new album and tour, he panics and runs, setting off on a wild trip across America in a stolen limo. In this excerpt, Zero has fallen in with a posse of drug-dealing rappers, led by SinnerMan and Karnivor, and they have all wound up high on moonshine at an illicit backwood blues party in the lair of ancient one eyed bluesman, Clarence Urreal Honeyboy Burnside…

Honeyboy’s arrival onstage caused a commotion. Everything was bent out of shape, everyone seemed crazier and drunker, and that included me. Hands grabbed at my coat, spinning me about, voices blurred around me. Hey Zero. Zero. Zero muthafugga. Seems I’d been rumbled. I found myself in the centre of the room, propped up by strangers in front of Honeyboy, who was seated at the microphone, guitar across his lap. The band were poised and ready. A hush descended, electric with anticipation. ‘This is for all my children,’ croaked Honeyboy, staring right at me. ‘Wherever they may be.’ Then the ancient bluesman let out a raw-throated, blood-curdling, death-rattling, spirit-summoning hoodoo howl that ripped right through me. The crowd erupted in a body-crashing frenzy as the dirty riff took hold. ‘Come here little fella, come sit on daddy’s knee,’ he roared. I was being buffeted about but Honeyboy kept me in the range of his evil eye. ‘I tell you the truth, cause truth will set you free.’ I wasn’t sure if I wanted to hear Honeyboy’s truth but I was powerless to stop him. ‘Somebody’s gonna get hurt and it won’t be me.’ And he howled like a werewolf racked with bloodlust. The room was spinning but everywhere I looked there was Honeyboy’s eye. It was staring out of the walls and the ceiling. It was glaring up from the floor. It was scowling at me from the single light bulb.
Took care of your brother Billy, took care of sister Mary too,
Took care of your cheatin’ mama, you know I did what I had to do,
Now somebody’s gonna get hurt and it might be you.
I lurched and staggered, barely staying upright. Hands pushed me away. Teeth bared in feral grimaces.
Why d’you come down here, whyn’tcha let me be?
You ought to lock that door, you better throw away the key
Somebody’s gonna get hurt and it won’t be me.
I tried to make my way to the door but someone held onto me tight. ‘I’m’a like that coat,’ Karnivor whispered in my ear, tugging at the arms of my frock coat till it worked off my shoulders. I stumbled as he slipped the $5000-dollar garment onto himself. ‘You won’t need this where you’re goin’, clown.’ The music raged like a storm around the dance floor, a gale force blast picking everybody up and tossing them about.
There’s a black ghost rising, ship sailing with no captain and no crew,
There’s just you and me and the devil and the old deep blue,
Well, somebody’s gonna get hurt and it might be you.
I lurched across the pitching floor, clawing my way to the exit. Hands grabbed and spun me. By the time I got my bearings, my coat was vanishing through the front door. I threw myself after Karnivor, snatching at the hem and tumbling over the porch, till I was kneeling outside in the dirt, looking up into a small circular black hole. I blinked as the barrel of Karnivor’s gun came into focus.
‘Might be you got SinnerMan fooled but I ain’t gonna be your bitch,’ he screamed.
My mouth was a desert. My heart was a volcano. A tsunami of blood crashed through my veins. The world shrank to a single thought: what a stupid way to die. I closed my eyes. I felt the ground open up beneath me. I was tumbling through the universe, stars beneath my feet, galaxies unfolding, supernovas exploding, my whole being separating into cosmic dust and the last thing I saw … the very last thing I saw … was a distant constellation coalescing into a face, so familiar, so strange, so beautiful …
‘Mother?’ I whimpered.
But the stars faded. I opened my eyes. I was kneeling in front of the house. Karnivor was standing in my coat by the limo, next to SinnerMan. The lights were on and the passenger door open.
‘Should have stayed where you was safe, MTV,’ laughed Karnivor.
I looked helplessly at SinnerMan. He shrugged and climbed into the limo. Karnivor shut the door behind them and the engine started up.
‘Hey!’ I yelled, jumping to my feet. The fuckers were stealing my car. I was caught in a blinding flare of bright white light as it came roaring towards me. Karnivor spun the wheel at the last possible moment, dirt and gravel flying in my face, the wind of the speeding car gusting across me.
And then I was alone beneath the stars.

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#BlogTour #RachelsRandomResources @rararesources / #QandAs : Flying By The Seat of My Knickers – Eliza Watson @ElizasBooks

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Today I’m on the ‘Flying By The Seat of My Knickers’ blogtour, organised by Rachel’s Random Resources.
To promote this book I have a Q&As post, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

XTBvTA9MEliza Watson is a USA Today Bestselling Author. When Eliza isn’t traveling for her job as an event planner, or tracing her ancestry roots through Ireland, she’s at home working on her next novel, bouncing ideas off her husband, Mark, and her cats Frankie and Sammy. Learn more about Eliza’s books at elizawatson.com.

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Synopsis :

o91PPS7sWhy run from your troubles when you can fly instead?

When Caity Shaw is fired from her first job that doesn’t require an elf uniform, her older sister, Rachel, an event planner, hires her to work a meeting in Dublin. Caity jumps at the opportunity to travel abroad and escape her pathetic life. However, even four thousand miles from home, there’s no avoiding debt collectors, an overbearing mother, and haunting memories of a controlling ex.
While in Dublin, Caity suffers a series of humiliating mishaps, causing her to lose even more faith in herself. Caity struggles to earn Rachel’s respect—and to keep Declan, her hot Irish coworker, at arm’s length. Declan repeatedly saves Caity’s butt and helps boost her self-confidence, making it difficult to keep her distance from the charming womanizer. When Declan helps her research her Irish grandmother, Caity discovers the mysterious past of the courageous woman she barely knew might hold the answers to her future.

The e-book of ‘Flying by the Seat of My Knickers’ will be FREE worldwide for the duration of the blog tour!

Q&As :

I would like to thank Stefanie for having me here today at The Magic of Wor(l)ds. I’ve conducted several interviews, so to make this one as fresh as possible I am going to answer questions I haven’t been asked and a few from readers.

What are some unique book titles on your shelves?
Alice et Les Chats Persans (Alice and the Persian Cats. My French isn’t great, but I bought it one time when I was in Paris because it had a cute cat on the cover.)
French for Cats (I bought it in Savannah, so my cats Quigley and Frankie could translate the previous book for me.)
The Definitive Guide to Underground Humor: Quaint Quotes about Death, Funny Funeral Home Stories, and Hilarious Headstone Epitaphs (I love visiting cemeteries, especially in Ireland, even if I don’t know anyone buried there. I bought this book when writing my romantic comedy titled ‘Til Death Do Us Part, in which the heroine plans themed funerals.)

What were the hardest and the easiest elements for you to learn about the craft of writing?
Dialogue came naturally for me. When I first started writing I could have written a book all in dialogue I enjoyed writing it so much. I maybe should have considered writing a screenplay instead of a book. The hardest thing for me to learn was writing conflict and tension. Probably because I avoid both in real life.

What does your office look like?
A retro groovy pad that Marsha Brady would die for. Easier to show than to tell, which is what all good writers strive to do.


Do you have an English or creative writing degree?
Many people think this is true of writers. I would like to debunk that myth right now. A lot of writers I know write about what they know, or at least this is often the case early in their writing careers. Look at John Grisham, Patricia Cornwell, and Lisa Scottoline. They all wrote about their professions. I’m an event planner who travels, and I’ve written several books with event planner heroines and a few set in Paris, my favorite city. The first book I wrote was a romantic comedy about a businesswoman who was stressed out from flying. Hmm…me? The book was actually very therapeutic.

You travel a lot. How do you find time to write?
My event planner job requires very long and hectic days, so I don’t accomplish much besides working and sleeping when I’m in hotels. While on planes and in airports I write newsletter articles, do brainstorming, and miscellaneous writing tasks.

Have you ever suffered from writer’s block?
I wrote an article titled, 9-1-1, Help, Someone Killed My Muse! I talked about how, after having written eleven books, my muse vanished one day. Frantic, I did everything I could to find her, including conducting research for a new book idea. There wasn’t anything I couldn’t Google out. Except my muse.
Disheartened, I needed a diversion from my writing, so I started tracing my Irish ancestry. Two years went by, then one day my muse returned, speaking Irish slang, bubbling with enthusiasm over a new idea for a women’s fiction book set in Ireland. Her ideas were flowing faster than Guinness in an Irish pub. This was the beginning of Flying by the Seat of My Knickers.

What’s the most unique picture you have of yourself while on vacation?
A picture of me with two monkeys at a floating market in Thailand. I’d just stepped off a boat and a woman tossed these two monkeys at me and they started climbing all over me. I laughed until I started panicking about contracting some rare tropical disease.


What’s your favorite traditional Irish meal?
Shepherd’s pie. I prefer it made with ground beef, carrots, and onions in gravy with mashed potatoes on the top.

What part of Ireland do you love the most?
I love the Midlands because several of my ancestors came from there. Also, it’s not a big tourist area so there aren’t a lot of large tour buses on the narrow roads to send me into a panic while driving. I fulfilled one of my dreams and bought a vacation home in the town where one of my ancestors lived. The Dingle Peninsula and Achill Island are tied for second place. The scenery is breathtaking and sheep roam freely. I’ve taken some of my favorite pictures in these locations. And I love… Actually, I love the entire country!

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#BlogTour #RandRBookTours @RRBookTours1 / #Excerpt : Staking Cinderella #StakingCinderella – Kate Morgan @KateMorganBooks

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Today I’m on the ‘Staking Cinderella’ blogtour, organised by R&R Book Tours.
To promote Kate Morgan her book I have an excerpt, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

Alice Loweecey - Kate MorganBaker of brownies and tormenter of characters, Kate Morgan celebrates the day she jumped the wall with as much enthusiasm as her birthday. She grew up watching Hammer horror films and Scooby-Doo mysteries, which explains a whole lot. When she takes a break from inspiring nightmares, she writes ex-nun PI mysteries under her real name, Alice Loweecey. In her spare time she can be found growing vegetables in her garden and water lilies in her koi pond.


Synopsis :

StakingCinderellaCoverExpected Publication Date: April 18th, 2019
Genre: Horror/Vampire Romance

Gavin’s got a serious problem. A “praise Jee-sus” rich bitch caught him fanging—and banging—his Halloween date. Now she’s playing Holy Vampire Killer, and it’s ticking him off.
Since then, Gavin’s found someone better to occupy his mind and heart. Isolde—in bed, on the couch, in the shower. She has a thing for Disney princesses, but he’s willing to overlook it. Women like her only come around once or twice in five hundred years. He knows.
Then the Jesus-freak kidnaps Isolde to bait a deathtrap for Gavin. Abandoning Isolde is unthinkable, but rescuing her could mean death for both of them.


Excerpt :

A quintessential cowboy parked his truck in the packed community college main lot. The complete Scooby-Doo Gang walked past on his left, the Bob’s Burgers cast on his right.
He knew he should’ve eaten before coming to this Halloween party. Never go grocery shopping hungry. He was old enough to know better.
A sexy nun and a sexier nurse followed the Scooby Gang. So much exposed neck. He closed his eyes and marshaled his forces. Half an hour to accomplish his objective and he could escape home and feed.
Gavin Donne, historian, costume designer and drama instructor, exited and locked his truck. At the gym entrance he took a deep breath of night air and choked on cigarette smoke. “Fancy-boy actor’s lungs can’t take it.” Male laughter. “Don’t be an ass, Cal.” A pudgy girl patted Gavin’s back. “You okay, Mr. Donne?”
Gavin spat into the barberry bushes lining the sidewalk. “Yes, thank you, Stella. I see your brother is still trying to prove his manhood.”

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#MiniBlogBlitz #RachelsRandomResources @rararesources / #Review : Legends of Persia (The Time for Alexander #2) – Jennifer Macaire @jennifermacaire @AccentPress

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Synopsis :

ADjHd0EQWhen Ashley Riveraine jumped at the chance to travel back in time to meet her hero Alexander the Great, she never thought she would end up staying there…
Following Alexander the Great’s army on its journey across Persia, Ashley is walking the knife edge of history. As a presumed goddess, Ashley is expected to bless crops, make sure battles are won and somehow keep herself out of the history books.
Can Ashley avoid the wrath of the Time Institute while keeping the man she loves alive?

About the Author :

YVmxX_ccJennifer Macaire is an American living in Paris. She likes to read, eat chocolate, and plays a mean game of golf. She grew up in upstate New York, Samoa, and the Virgin Islands. She graduated from St Peter and Paul High School in St Thomas and moved to NYC where she modelled for five years for Elite. She went to France and met her husband at the polo club. All that is true. But she mostly likes to make up stories.

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As readers from my first review know I wasn’t a hugh fan of Ashley, but somehow she’s growing on me in this second installment of ‘The Time for Alexander’.
There are still some things I’m struggeling with and probably still will throughout the series, but overall I’m enjoying these books.
It’s just so fascinating and I’m learning alot about Alexander, who is a bit of a blind spot for me in my history knowledge.
The writing itself is overall more than okay, maybe a tad dumbed down again, but it kept me hooked and reading at a great pace.
Just saying, I’ve read it again in under two days!
Furthermore did the author a huge amount of research into the history.
The reports on the battle strategies are interesting and so are the historically accurate characters and life in the army at that time.
Really the most alluring about this book as it gives you a kind of factual journey into the ancient world of Alexander.
I’m definitely looking forward to what happens next to Alexander (although I already know some!) and Ashley.

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#CoverReveal #RandRBookTours @RRBookTours1 : The Space Between Time #TheSpaceBetweenTime – Charlie Laidlaw @claidlawauthor

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Today I’m super pleased to be on the blogtour, organised by R&R Book Tours, to reveal the cover of

The Space Between Time
Charlie Laidlaw

But first some information.

About the Author :

Charlie LaidlawI was born in Paisley, central Scotland, which wasn’t my fault. That week, Eddie Calvert with Norrie Paramor and his Orchestra were Top of the Pops, with Oh, Mein Papa, as sung by a young German woman remembering her once-famous clown father. That gives a clue to my age, not my musical taste.
I was brought up in the west of Scotland and graduated from the University of Edinburgh. I still have the scroll, but it’s in Latin, so it could say anything.
I then worked briefly as a street actor, baby photographer, puppeteer and restaurant dogsbody before becoming a journalist. I started in Glasgow and ended up in London, covering news, features and politics. I interviewed motorbike ace Barry Sheene, Noel Edmonds threatened me with legal action and, because of a bureaucratic muddle, I was ordered out of Greece.
I then took a year to travel round the world, visiting 19 countries. Highlights included being threatened by a man with a gun in Dubai, being given an armed bodyguard by the PLO in Beirut (not the same person with a gun), and visiting Robert Louis Stevenson’s grave in Samoa. What I did for the rest of the year I can’t quite remember
Surprisingly, I was approached by a government agency to work in intelligence, which just shows how shoddy government recruitment was back then. However, it turned out to be very boring and I don’t like vodka martini.
Craving excitement and adventure, I ended up as a PR consultant, which is the fate of all journalists who haven’t won a Pulitzer Prize, and I’ve still to listen to Oh, Mein Papa.
I am married with two grown-up children and live in central Scotland. And that’s about it.


Synopsis :

There are more stars in the universe than there are grains of sand on Earth…

Emma Maria Rossini appears to be the luckiest girl in the world. She’s the daughter of a beautiful and loving mother, and her father is one of the most famous film actors of his generation. She’s also the granddaughter of a rather eccentric and obscure Italian astrophysicist.
But as her seemingly charmed life begins to unravel, and Emma experiences love and tragedy, she ultimately finds solace in her once-derided grandfather’s Theorem on the universe.
The Space Between Time is humorous and poignant and offers the metaphor that we are all connected, even to those we have loved and not quite lost.

After this great teaser I hope you are still excited for the cover reveal, because this is happening

right now!

Book Cover

Just look at it! Totally worth the wait!

Did this all pique your interest in reading the book? It will be released on June 20th, 2019, but it’s already available for pre-order at Amazon.

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#PromoPost #RachelsRandomResources @rararesources / #PriceDrop and #Competition : A Greek Affair #AGreekAffair – Linn B. Halton @LinnBHalton @HarperImpulse

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Today I’m on a blogtour, organised by Rachel’s Random Resources, to promote ‘A Greek Affair’ by Linn B. Halton.

Firstly, I would like to advertise the price drop. The book will be only 99p on Amazon, but please be aware that this price is just accurate at time of posting this blogpost, so check before purchasing!
I would say grab a copy before it’s too late. 😉

Secondly, I would like to draw your attention to this lovely competition:
To celebrate the price drop to 99p Linn B. Halton will be running a competition on Twitter for one lucky person to win a goody bag – a limited edition mug and pen, and a Disaronno/chocolate gift box!
No purchase is necessary to join in – just RT one of the lovely blogger’s Tweets for the 99p promo including @LinnBHalton and #AGreekAffair, to take part.
If you have already read/reviewed A Greek Affair and take a photo of it on your reading device and/or send a link to your review in your Tweet – IF YOUR NAME is the ONE drawn by the third party, Linn will add two signed paperbacks from her backlist to the prize!
Don’t forget to include @LinnBHalton and #AGreekAffair so they can include your Tweet in the competition. Good luck!

Terms: Competition closes noon GMT 19 April 2019; international; anyone can enter; prize to be provided by the author; prize winner will be announced on Twitter by @LinnBHalton and on Linn’s website (competition page) at noon on 20 April 2019 after being selected at random by a third party.


Not yet convinced? Here is some ‘basic’ information and a guest post to persuade you further.

About the Author :

linnFrom interior designer to author, Linn B. Halton – who also writes under the pen name of Lucy Coleman – says ‘it’s been a fantastic journey!’
Linn is the bestselling author of more than a dozen novels and is excited to be writing for both Aria Fiction (Head of Zeus) and Harper Impulse (Harper Collins); she’s represented by Sara Keane of the Keane Kataria Literary Agency.
When she’s not writing, or spending time with the family, she’s either upcycling furniture or working in the garden.
Linn won the 2013 UK Festival of Romance: Innovation in Romantic Fiction award; her novels have been short-listed in the UK’s Festival of Romance and the eFestival of Words Book Awards.
Living in Coed Duon in the Welsh Valleys with her ‘rock’, Lawrence, and gorgeous Bengal cat Ziggy, she freely admits she’s an eternal romantic.
Linn is a member of the Romantic Novelists’ Association and writes feel-good, uplifting novels about life, love and relationships.

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Synopsis :


More than just a holiday romance?

Her daughter, her job and divorcing her untrustworthy ex are Leah’s main priorities. She isn’t really bothered that her life might be missing a few things. But after winning a prestigious travel blogger award, she’s inundated with offers to review glamorous holiday destinations. Lying around drinking exotic cocktails and being paid for it! What could be better?

Perhaps a romantic trip to idyllic Greece to find the one man who might make Leah risk her heart again…

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In the mood for a heart-warming holiday read to whisk you off to Italy and Greece?

When Leah Castelli’s husband – Antonio – walks out of her life, he leaves behind a lot of heartache, his two-year-old daughter, Rosie, and a mountain of debt. With no contact at all from him over the next seven years, Leah focuses on her job as a freelance photographer to pay the bills and put a roof over their heads.
In the evenings she expands her photographic website to include holiday snaps. After a chance interview with the iconic popstar, Harry Martin at the prestigious Altar Bar resort in Cannes, her post went viral. And dreams of becoming a full-time travel blogger didn’t seem quite so distant.
And now, having won the Traveller Abroad: Top Travel Blogger award, overnight she’s finally able to give up the day job and work from home. Plus, the offers to experience some fabulous trips begin to roll in.
Leah soon finds herself on a cruise ship heading off to Monaco, Portovenere and on to Civitavecchia in Italy. But when her daughter accompanies her on a working trip to Athens, out of the blue life suddenly begins to get a lot more complicated. Can one chance encounter change Leah and Rosie’s life forever – or is that one risk too far?

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