#BlogTour #LoveBooksTours @LoveBooksGroup / #Excerpt : The Book of Skulls – David Hutchison @davidwhutchison

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Book of Skulls

Today I’m on the ‘The Book of Skulls’ blogtour, organised by Love Books Tour.
To promote this book I have an excerpt, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

DavidHutchisonDavid Hutchison was brought up in the Scottish Highlands. He worked for many years as a fisherman, crofter, DJ and self-taught artist.
His children’s book Storm Hags was shortlisted for the Kelpie Prize. He’s had several short stories published in anthologies (New Writing Scotland, Read By Dawn) and on BBC radio. He is also a filmmaker. He wrote and directed the sci-fi feature Graders, and comedy/meta-horror Baobhan Sith.
He has just completed The Book of Skulls, a BAME and LBQT story of hidden identity and murder, inspired by Edinburgh’s murky medical history.
Last year he put on the exhibition Medical Inspirations, celebrating the 150th anniversary of the Edinburgh Seven; the first group of women to matriculate at a British university.
He is currently working on Kore, a supernatural novel where a bank clerk is contacted through her new hearing aid by her dead girlfriend. He also teaches a class in scriptwriting and is hoping to do some online class in the autumn.

Synopsis :

bookofskullsA Victorian tale of gender-bending, hidden identity, obsession and gruesome murder, set in Edinburgh’s Old Town.

1875. Liz Moliette; a poor orphan of unknown heritage, and Amulya Patel; from a wealthy Indian family, are the only female students at the Edinburgh Medical School, where a hostile attitude towards women is driven by Professor Atticus. However Liz and Amulya have allies in fellow student Campbell Preeble, The Reekie reporter Hector Findlay and the charming Dr Paul Love.
In dire need of funds, Liz becomes assistant to gruff lecturer and police surgeon Dr Florian Blyth. When a series of grisly murders take place the doctor and Liz help Inspector Macleod in his investigation, which leads to the Edinburgh Asylum, the Burry Man festival and the quack science of phrenology.
The search for the killer comes dangerously close to Liz as she uncovers her own family secrets.

The first book in the Doctresses series.

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Quite a few Pernods later… Henri was having a great evening, here in his favourite Scottish pub, and it looked like he was going to get laid too. She was giving him the eye; that pretty mademoiselle across the bar; raven black hair and revealing red dress. She winked again, and then strode purposely off out of the bar.
Henri quickly downed his Pernod and rushed out after her. The street was empty. Where had she gone? He went down Quayside Lane. Ah! There! He caught a glimpse of her red dress as she turned off up another lane. Henri rushed up to the entrance. A bit dark. Eh bien! He knew well enough what he was getting. He strutted up the lane like a cockerel in a henhouse. She was leaning against a doorway, half-way up. He strode up to her and staggered slightly. He grinned. She pulled him close to her.
“Mon bijou!” said Henri and kissed her. He put one arm around her waist and with the other reached down to pull up her petticoats.
“Oh sir!” gasped the woman as she stroked her hands across his shaved head.
Suddenly Henri was grabbed from behind. Strong hands twisted around his throat. He tried to push the assailant off. He attempted to plead with the woman for help, but he couldn’t speak. She just stood there and looked back at him.
“For God’s sake Lachie do it quickly!” said the woman, Bridy Scott. She stepped aside as her man, Lachie Merry; a face bearing the visual
and mental scars of an ex-soldier, squeezed harder on Henri’s neck. The Frenchman kicked out in a last desperate attempt at freedom.
“Bastard!” shouted Lachie as Henri’s boot connected with an old war wound on his shin. Lachie gave Henri’s neck a cracking twist. The Frenchman sunk dead to the pavement.

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#MiniBlogBlitz #RachelsRandomResources @rararesources / #Excerpt : Winters’ Gift – Florence Keeling @KeelingFlorence

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Today I’m on the ‘Winters’ Gift’ blogtour, organised by Rachel’s Random Resources.
To promote this book I have an excerpt, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

Florence Keeling adopted for her pen-name her Great Grandmother’s name, chosen because of the shared birthday of April Fool’s Day. She is married with two teenage chidren. Born and raised in Coventry, England she now lives just outside in Nuneaton. Reflected Destinies is her first novel.
Florence Keeling also writes for children under the name of Lily Mae Walters.

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Winter's Gift CoverBea Winters is in desperate need of a fresh start. Being bullied at work is not her idea of fun and she longs to follow her dream of becoming a published author. When an advert appears in her local paper to work in a publishing house in the sleepy village of Bloomsdale, it sounds too good to be true.
She strikes up an instant friendship with gorgeous aspiring author, Eddie Richards and her dashing millionaire boss Scott Summers
But all isn’t as it seems in the sleepy village of Bloomsdale.
How does the local clairvoyant know her name? Who does the little black dog that keeps appearing belong to and why does she keep bumping into the mysterious Charlie?
As she starts to unravel the truth, it seems that everyone in Bea’s life is keeping secrets.
An uplifting romantic comedy that will warm your heart – perfect for fans of Cathy Bramley, Milly Johnson and Carole Matthews.

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Excerpt :

Bea dreams of being a published author, like me, in fact in many ways Bea is like me. Here we find her submitting her first manuscript. The nerves and excitement you feel when allowing others to read your work is such a mix of dread and euphoria. I’ve never had to do it in person like Bea though.

A few days later and Bea had finally plucked up the courage to hand her manuscript to Scott to see if it was suitable for publishing. After all she said to herself, if you work for a publishers you may as well get some benefit from it. Even if it was rubbish at least she’d know.
“Here I go guys.” She stood up and grabbed the folder from her drawer. Everyone gave her the thumbs up. She’d only told Giles but Giles had made no secret of telling everyone else but it was nice to have everyone’s support. “May I have a word Mr. Summers?”
He was sitting at his desk, his head bowed over some paperwork. He looked up at Bea’s voice.
“Mr. Summers is it?” He smiled quizzically. “You haven’t called me Mr. Summers for a long time.” He beckoned her forwards and she sat nervously down on the chair in front of his desk.
“Sorry.” She gulped, her mouth dry. “Do you remember at the interview when we talked about me being a writer?” He nodded. “Well I’ve actually finished my very first manuscript and I wondered if you’d give me your professional opinion on it?” She placed the folder on his desk and he immediately picked it up and started flicking through.
“You don’t have a title?” He raised an eyebrow.
“Everything I could think of is already a book title.” She’d spent hours trawling Amazon to check.
“No worries on that.” He put it back down. “I’ll have a read over the weekend and let you know. If it’s good enough I’m sure someone here will think of a title.”
“Thank you Scott. Thank you.” She knew one of the hardest things in publishing was actually getting someone to read your finished work so feeling the happiest she’d felt for a few weeks she walked back down to her desk flashing a smile and returning the thumbs up back to everyone.

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#BlogTour #LoveBooksTours @LoveBooksGroup / #Excerpt : Fall Out – Mark Grenside @urbanebooks

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Fall Out

Today I’m on the ‘Fall Out’ blogtour, organised by Love Books Tour.
To promote this book I have an excerpt, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

imagesMark Grenside began his working career straight out of school at Lloyds of London, specializing in Kidnap, Ransom and Extortion Insurance. At 25 it was time for a career change and to dump the suit and tie so he started his media career working for Jim Henson and The Muppets. From that moment on he has been involved in Entertainment and nearly every aspect of it. Mark then went on to create and produce a number of television series and mini-series. At the same time he started a music management company launching million seller artist Neneh Cherry. In 2004 he arranged a $250 million buy-out of the Hallmark Channel International which was then successfully sold to NBC. He returned to producing a number of movies and mini-series.
He has recently somehow morphed into a serial entrepreneur and is now a co-founder of seed to shelf CBD producer Dragonfly Biosciences (www.dragonflybiosciences.com) and a founder in two separate digital companies…. but has also seen a very good return from his love of cooking in an expanding waistline.
A probably unhealthy amount of time and money is lavished on a collection of classic cars that he has raced all over the world. He enjoys risk and has parachuted in New Zealand, scuba dived in the Pacific, hang-glided in the Himalayas and even tobogganed down the Cresta Run. In nearly every case chasing after his wife who is utterly fearless!
He is now writing the follow up to Fall Out, entitled The Bastion. In addition he also writes a humorous blog with subscribers in more than 40 countries. Mark has two grown sons, two daughters in law, three grandchildren and lives with his wife, a pug and a French bulldog in Malta.
His first thriller Fall Out publishes in May 2020.

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9781912666751-683x1024The Player meets Get Shorty in this thrilling debut from Mark Grenside.
An LA screenwriter is killed shortly after completing his latest script, FALL OUT – a thriller destined to be a blockbuster but written with a secret double purpose. Echoing events from the past the screenplay is sent to a very specific group of people and will change their lives forever. All are connected to a movie that had abruptly stopped shooting in the jungles of the Philippines years before. FALL OUT exposes the truth about a conspiracy and murder that led to a half-a-billion-dollar fortune for a select few.
Follow the story of Producer Marcus Riley, who sets out on an increasingly dangerous quest to get FALL OUT made. From a powerful Agent’ s office in Hollywood, hidden treasures in Belgravia and a remote chalet in the Swiss Alps to murder at the Cannes Film Festival, Marcus teams up with designer Melinda (Mako) de Turris as they and the other recipients of the screenplay are pursued by an assassin from the past.
With clues cleverly concealed in the screenplay, Marcus and Mako unravel a lethal puzzle that for some will bring death, others the truth and ends in a cave with a shocking secret…..
Fall Out arrives May 2020.

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Excerpt :

Major Okobudo’s orders had been clear. Assemble all those involved. At midday precisely, all were to die and their souls to forever stand guard over the empty cave. The thin Major stood below the shaft; at his feet were a wooden case of artillery shells and a tin box. Inside the box was the serene smiling face of a stone Buddha and a roll of parchment. These items were coming with him; his passport to freedom. He looked down at his watch. It was only moments until midday. Suddenly there was a noise from above and all eyes swivelled upward. The gantry was slowly descending. Although the Major was indeed going to step onto it to leave, he had not commanded it to come down yet. Furious, he turned around, ready to order the immediate execution of whomever had dared not wait for his order. A solitary figure stood on the platform. The Major recognized him instantly. Sixty-year-old General Yamashita was a short compact man, bull-necked with a closely shaved head. He was wearing a simple khaki uniform but on his feet were black riding boots set off with solid gold spurs. He would present them a few years later as a gift to his American defense attorney after being sentenced to death for war crimes…. and would take his secrets to the grave.

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#BlogTour #LoveBooksTours @LoveBooksGroup / #Excerpt : Yggdraslia: The Book of Kyrinae – LP Owen #LPOwen

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Yggdraslia

Today I’m on the ‘Yggdraslia: The Book of Kyrinae’ blogtour, organised by Love Books Tour.
To promote this book I have an excerpt, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

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Synopsis :

Kindle_YggdrasliaArt copy_final (1)The Church of Kyrinae is both law and religion to the world of Yggdraslia. However, that world is dying. Even empowered by magic relics given by the Goddess, the Clerics and Avatars of the church cannot seem to determine the cause or how to stop it. Perhaps, according to many of Yggdraslia’s citizens, they just do not care.
In this world lives Kiera Milla, and only a few days after the death of her mother, she finds herself visited by an animal messenger that throws her life upside down with magic, mystery and a responsibility far beyond what a 17 year old girl should have. With a desperate plea from the Goddess Kyrinae herself, Kiera is tasked with the impossible mission to restore the Goddess to her former glory and revive the dying lands. However, in doing so she must go against both the church’s teachings and laws. Using only her wits (or at least brute force..), the power of the relics and the help of new friends, Kiera will have to fight the world itself and its people, just to save it.

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RED. RED. RED. The ominous color was always the beginning. The intense feeling of despair and fear was next. Chaos swirled around as unfamiliar people yelled unfamiliar words and phrases in some desperate attempt to save that which was already lost. A different shade of red appears soon thereafter, in the form of fire, as it grows and expands to claim the lives and hopes of everyone caught in its path. RED. RED. RED. Again, the same color, as every attempt to survive and recover was met with failure. The people caught in this nightmare continued fighting an unknown enemy, a battle against the environment itself. Panic. Desperation. Pain. Loss. Betrayal. The feelings of hope and promise catastrophically destroyed in mere moments. The loss of what was and what was meant to be, echoing far beyond the present destruction. RED. RED. RED. As unrecognizable as the sudden beginning, the end was even more so. In mere minutes, what was seen at first was now a melted and disfigured horror. To look at the ground was to face unimaginable terror. Not one person survived the flames that engulfed everything they ever knew. The lingering thoughts of those in their final breaths were as loud as if they screamed them. Why? Why had this happened? Who did this to us? Kiera woke from her dream. Not with a start or a cry, but simply awakened to another day. The dream had plagued her for nearly ten years now, and although the feelings and emotions no longer affected her as they once did, the restlessness that came with it was something she could never quite shake off. She could remember the first time clear as ever, as a young seven-year-old girl, awakening to her own cries to feeling such horrible emotions and pain like she had ever known. She remembered trying to tell her mother what she saw that first night but realized she could not even describe it, much less try to explain. Now, it is but a common Resttime occurrence, and with the exception of the lack of restful sleep, she was relatively unfazed. Kiera looked through her window. It was beautiful outside, not too hot, not too cold. Then again, this was how it always was. According to the church, the Goddess Kyrinae blessed the world with two suns so her children may always enjoy her light and warmth. Artaya, the first sun, gave off a bright yellow tone, while Soledun had a tinge of red. The people of Yggdraslia balanced their days and lives by the passing of each sun. As it is said in The Book of Kyrinae, yellow is a symbol of beginning, so as the first sun Artaya rises and bathes the world in its light, so too shall the people rise. And as yellow is the beginning, so was red a symbol of endings. As Artaya sets, and Soledun rises to give the world a tone of orange, leading to red, so shall the people sleep and rest for the next day.

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#BookBlitz #RABTBookTours @RABTBookTours / #PromoPost : Murder Knows No Boundaries #MurderKnowsNoBoundaries – George Encizo #GeorgeEncizo

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Today I’m on the ‘Murder Knows No Boundaries’ blogtour, organised by RABT Book Tours.
To promote this book I have some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

Murder Knows No Boundaries Author George EncizoGeorge Encizo is an award-winning author and has written seven novels. Murder Knows No Boundaries is his latest. Encizo is a retired banker and lives in Tallahassee, Florida. When not writing, he enjoys a cup of coffee on the back porch with his wife surveying their gardens.

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Murder Knows No BoundariesSometimes routine wasn’t always routine as Sheriff JD Pickens, and his deputies learned. What was supposed to be a routine 911 call ended up costing Pickens a deputy and turned out to be a double homicide. One that was outside the realm of humanity. Pickens was forced to divide his team and call for help from two retired homicide detectives. Not since a psychopath went on the warpath with a shotgun had there been such bloodshed in the county leaving scars that would last a long time.

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#BlogTour #RachelsRandomResources @rararesources / #PromoPost : Questions of Perspective – Daniel Maunz @MaunzDaniel

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Today I’m on the ‘Questions of Perspective’ blogtour, organised by Rachel’s Random Resources.
To promote this book I have a some ‘basic’ information for you.

About the Author :

8MfJMNfsWhen he is not writing, Daniel Maunz works as an attorney as in-house counsel for a major insurance company. He currently lives in Sullivan’s Island, South Carolina, with his wife Lynne, their son Patrick, and their two cats: Admiral Meowy McWhiskers and Captain Cutie (or “Admiral” and “Captain” for short). Questions of Perspective is his first novel.

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41mdGFiNZRLNo one knew it at the time, but April 19, 2011, was the most important day in the history of the world.
After his only friend and colleague, John Manta, disappears without a word, Dave Randall further entrenches himself in the humdrum life of an unenthusiastic lawyer. But once he begins to understand what happened, he embarks on a journey to uncover the deeper meanings and implications of John’s fate.
Accompanied by Peaches the cat, Dave uproots his life and reinvents himself in the midst of his search. Along the way, he is haunted by his piecemeal understanding of John’s fate and what it means for his existence. Little does Dave know, his journey of self-discovery will have ramifications that extend far beyond the borders of his own little life.

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#OneDayBlogBlitz #RachelsRandomResources @rararesources / #Excerpt : Josie James and The Teardrops of Summer / Josie James and The Velvet Knife – Lily Mae Walters @LilyMaeWalters1

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Today I’m on the ‘Josie James and The Teardrops of Summer / Josie James and The Velvet Knife’ blogtour, organised by Rachel’s Random Resources.
To promote these books I have an excerpt from Josie James and The Teardrops of Summer, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

Lily Mae Walters chose her pen name in honour of her beloved grandparents who also stare in the Josie James series.
She is married with two teenage children, and two huskies that are the inspiration behind Murphy and Asher in the books.
Lily Mae lives in Nuneaton, England and finds herself using local places and even her old school in her stories.
Family and friends mean the world to Lily Mae and many will find themselves popping up throughout the series.
Lily Mae also writes for adults under the name of Florence Keeling.

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Josie James is an ordinary 13 year old until something extraordinary happens during her summer holidays.Whilst staying at her Great Grandmother’s cottage in the country she finds herself swept into the cursed world of Suncroft where it is perpetual winter.Her new friends believe she could be the Chosen One who it is foretold will lift the curse, but there are more pressing matters.
The Teardrops of Summer – magical crystals that render the owner immortal – have been stolen. Along with her telepathic husky-dog Protector Asher and her new friends, Josie must race to find the Teardrops and prevent catastrophe for their world.

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“For you to find the Velvet Knife, you must solve the riddles thrice.” A mysterious hooded figure, known only as the Velvet Knife has appeared in the cursed village of Suncroft. No one knows who he is or what he wants but when he starts leaving riddles around the village, it is time for Josie to return to Suncroft for a second time.
With Asher, her faithful husky Protector by her side, Filan, a half elf, and her great grandad, will they be able to solve the clues in time and discover his identity? The Velvet Knife is not the only one causing problems for Josie. Her rival for the position of the ‘Chosen One’ continues to grow stronger, and now he has a Protector of his own.
What does all this mean for Josie? Is she destined to lift the wintery curse of Suncroft or will another take her place as the ‘Chosen One’?

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Excerpt from “Josie James and The Teardrops of Summer” :

In this part of the story, Josie has just arrived at her great grandmother’s house to stay with her for the summer.

Heading back into her bedroom, she unpacked the rest of her clothes, hanging things in the wardrobe or placing things in drawers. She stowed the suitcase under the bed then walked over to the window to take in the view. The garden seemed to stretch for miles and she could just make out the wall at the very end. It was like a patchwork quilt. Apple, pear and plum trees lined the outside walls, their fruit almost ripe. A large wooden shed with a wire mesh run was placed against the back wall and this housed the dozen fat brown chickens that lay the fresh eggs her nan used and sometimes sold. Strawberries were growing in hanging pots to keep the slugs off and blackberries and gooseberries grew wild in the top right hand corner. Her Nan used these berries for making jam and if it was a good harvest there would be some left over for selling along with the eggs.
She saw her Nan sitting on one of the benches by the rose arbour. She looked like she was talking to someone. Leaning out of the window slightly she could hear her nan’s voice but was too far away to hear what she was saying. Then out of the corner of her eye she saw what looked like a pair of green eyes staring at her through the roses. She blinked in disbelief and when she looked back, they were gone.

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