Friday, July 23, 2021

Book Feature & #Giveaway ~ The Book of Carraig: The Cross of Ciaran Series, Book 2 by Andrea Matthews @AMatthewsAuthor ~ Paranormal Romance #PNR


The Book of Carraig
The Cross of Ciaran Series, Book 2
by Andrea Matthews

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Almost a year after waking to find himself in twentieth-century New York, fifth-century Celt Ciarán Donnelly has finally returned to his childhood home, but Ireland is nothing like he remembers it. The realization is overwhelming and taking a toll on his relationship with archaeologist Caitlin O’Connell as well. Keeping his secret from her has been no easy task. Due to some quick thinking on the part of her Uncle Mike, however, Ciarán has managed to conceal the fact that he and the Celt that mysteriously disappeared from a local museum the previous year are one in the same.

Ciarán intends on keeping it that way, at least for the time being. Right now, there is another more pressing issue. He longs to locate the grave of his fifth-century wife. Her only crime was daring to love him, a guardian of the goddess, and for that he can never forgive himself. Even more urgent, he needs to figure out a way to wake his brother, Aodhán, and free him from the Dublin museum, where he continues to exist in the same centuries’ long sleep Ciarán had. At least, Ciarán hopes he does.

Of course, things never go according to plan. When a serial killer starts stalking the countryside, Ciarán may be the only one who can stop him. To do so, however, he’ll need to risk his own life, as well as that of his brother, thus revealing his secret and exposing the truth. But can he even defeat such a ruthless monster? Only the Book of Carraig holds the answer, but first, Ciarán needs to find it.

She held him close, savoring the scent of fresh linen and evening air that rose from his dampened hair. As they pulled under a streetlight, she lifted the saturated cloth momentarily to check his wound. It looked as if someone had taken a fireplace poker and plunged it through his shoulder. She wondered if he’d ever be able to use his arm again.

“I’ll be fine, Cait.” His voice was faint, barely about a whisper. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell ye earlier.”

“It doesn’t matter.” She brushed the dark hair off his forehead. “I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.” She leaned down and kissed him, deeply, passionately. For a moment, he responded, but then as he lifted his arm to embrace her, he gasped in agony.

“Ciarán!” A bolt of fear shot through her, for he had turned a sickly shade of gray.

“I’m all right. ’Tis just . . . I’m not feeling all that well.”

Caitlin glanced down at the dishcloth he was holding to his shoulder. The white material was now wet with his blood, as was the entire right side of his sweater. He began to shiver, and Caitlin wrapped Steve’s bloodstained jacket around him. Though he smiled, she could see it wasn’t much help.

“Steve, I think he’s going into shock. The bleeding won’t stop.”

Steve hesitated a moment before answering. “We should be there in a few minutes. Just keep the pressure on the wounds as best you can and try to keep him warm. There should be a blanket on the seat next to you.”

Now Caitlin really was worried. Steve was always so decisive. Why had he hesitated? She took the blanket from the seat and wrapped it around Ciarán. He seemed to be drifting away, oblivious to what was going on around him. Fear and panic caused a wave of nausea to rise from her stomach. Quelling the sensation, she called his name, softly at first, then louder, but still he didn’t respond. Her heart raced against her chest, and a sickly heat engulfed her body.

She was losing him, and there was nothing she could do. In desperation, she slapped his face, hoping that would bring him back to her, but even that was of little help. His eyes were glazed and distant as they pulled up to the hospital, and his skin had become cold and clammy, yet at the same time he was sweating profusely. Her nerves stretched to the breaking point, Caitlin wiped her handkerchief across his forehead, but all he could manage was a feeble smile just before slipping into complete unconsciousness.

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First Book in the Series:

The Cross of Ciaran
The Cross of Ciaran Series, Book 1

When a fifth century pagan priest is unearthed in Ireland fifteen hundred years after being entombed, archaeologist Caitlin O’Connell is convinced it’s the find of the century. The body is in perfect condition, right down to the intricate tattoos adorning the Celt’s skin. In fact, if scientific data hadn’t proved otherwise, she would swear he hadn’t been interred more than a few hours.

Eager to discover more about the mysterious Celt, Caitlin accompanies the body back to the New York museum where she’s employed, but before she has time to study him, the priest disappears without a trace. Rumors surrounding the event begin to circulate and result in the excavation’s benefactor pulling the plug on the entire expedition.

The rumors are not far off the mark though. After being buried alive for betraying his goddess and his priesthood in the dawning age of Christianity, Ciarán wakes to a strange new world. Alone and frightened in an unforgiving city, he stumbles upon the only thing familiar to him and seeks sanctuary within the church walls. With the help of the parish’s pastor, Father Mike, Ciarán slowly grows accustomed to his surroundings, though he’s plagued by dark dreams and the disturbing sensation that an evil from his past has followed him into the future. But a more immediate danger lurks on his doorstep.

Caitlin is determined to get to the bottom of the mystery concerning her missing Celt, and when she meets her Uncle Mike’s new handyman, Ciarán Donnelly, she’s convinced the handsome Irishman knows more about the theft than he’s letting on. Yet, even she can’t deny the attraction between them, simmering below the surface and blurring the lines between her personal and professional life. But will Ciarán’s secrets draw them together or shatter their future forever?

Ciarán stumbled along beneath the twisted canopy of blackthorn shrubs, their prickly branches entwining with those of the hawthorn to form a mystical passageway. Though only a dim grey light pierced its knotwork, intermittent flashes of lightning broke through the tangled vines to sketch eerie patterns across the moss-covered path. His robe caught on the spiny bramble, and he stopped for a moment to free his sleeve, but a sharp shove from behind thrust him forward once more, the sudden movement ripping a jagged hole in his fine linen robe.

His temper flared, and he turned to object, though it did no good. Another quick jab to his shoulder spun him back around and thrust him out into the lakeside clearing. Slender stone columns stood in a semi-circle around its perimeter, each one facing the sacrificial altar. He rested his hand against the one to his side, steadying himself as the reality of the situation washed over him in a wave of nausea. There would be no escape.   

As if in agreement, a bolt of lightning ripped across the horizon, followed by a crash of thunder so loud it caused the breath to catch in his throat. The goddess was angry.  

Out of nowhere, thick grey clouds had formed to conceal the morning sun and cast ominous shadows over the secluded enclosure. The urge to fall prostrate before his goddess mother gripped his innards, tearing at his stomach with a fiery knife, but he could not find it within his heart to do so. A black-robed cleric propelled him further into the temple confines, forcing him to his knees beside another of the slender gray columns. The decision to kneel had been made for him, though it was an empty gesture on his part.

Trying to retain his composure, he gazed around the quiet glade. Towering thorn bushes encircled the clearing, concealing the sanctuary from the outside world and providing a perfect setting for worshipping the goddess of their tuath. The bile rose in his throat, for he knew the requirements for admission all too well. Entry to its sacred confines was only granted to those within the priesthood ­— ­­and those about to die.  

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Andrea Matthews is the pseudonym for Inez Foster, a historian and librarian who loves to read and write and search around for her roots, genealogical speaking. In fact, it was while doing some genealogical research that she stumbled across the history of the Border reivers. The idea for her first novel came to mind almost at once, gradually growing into the Thunder on the Moor series. And the rest is history, as they say.

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Book Spotlight ~ Save My Heart by Kristi Jun @KristiJunAuthor ~ Romantic Thriller/Romantic Suspense

Save My Heart
Kristi Jun

Genre: Romantic Thriller/Romantic Suspense 
Publisher: KJPress
Date of Publication: August 1st, 2021
Number of pages: 250
Word Count: 50,000 words
Cover Artist: Najla Qamber Designs

About the Book:
When Detective Jack Lawson comes looking for Jodi, her quiet life starts to unravel…

Jodi’s life is anything but simple after losing her parents in a car accident. But her life is quiet, just the way she likes it. When Jack comes to Portland to questions her parents’ demise, it opens up a floodgate of unanswered questions.

Jack tells her Bayrock, her hometown holds the key to finding out what happened to her parents. However, Jodi isn’t sure she is willing to return home and relive the horrors of her past. Until, Aunt Mary, her only living relative is sick, leaving her with one choice: Go home to help her aunt recover. 

As they work together to solve the mystery, the chemistry ignites between them, and she is forced to make a choice when she starts to question her own belief about the town and the man she is starting to fall for... 

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Kristi Jun writes Historical Romance, Romantic Thriller, and Contemporary Romance/Rom-con. She resides in Southern California with her infinitely patient husband, a beautiful quirky son, two goofy Australian Labradoodles, a naked cat, and Mushu, a bearded dragon. If she isn’t conjuring up another happily-ever-after, she can be found searching the web for all things English, shopping on Etsy and watching reruns of MASH. She loves to hear from her readers.



Thursday, July 22, 2021

Book Feature & #Giveaway ~ Zombies For Everyone: A Jenna Sutton Supernatural Cozy Mystery, Book 1 by Kimberly Wylie @BooksCanyon #Excerpt


Zombies For Everyone
A Jenna Sutton Supernatural Cozy Mystery Book 1
by Kimberly Wylie

Genre: Supernatural Cozy Mystery

Jenna Sutton is nothing like the iconic vampire slayer of TV fame.

She’s the antithesis of a cheerleader. She’s not peppy. And she sucks at gymnastics. She has nothing in common with the fictional Buffy, other than being blonde and in high school...

Oh, and occasionally she kills vampires for a living as well as other things that go bump in the night.

Following an attack on an English teacher at a nearby school, it becomes clear this wasn’t an ordinary coyote bite. The gray-green Lichtenberg-like webbing of streaks making their way up Ms. Pruett’s arm can mean only one thing—zombies.

But this isn’t a normal zombie attack. The victims seem to be hand-picked.

Can Jenna complete her investigation without the school administrators figuring out she’s actually a high school student from another school? Will Jenna be able to find out who’s behind these attacks before a full-scale zombie outbreak overtakes the town? And, perhaps most importantly...

Why did her best friend kiss her after all of these years?

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I got up and walked over to Ms. Pruett. I pulled back the covers covering her left hand. It was fine—healthy and whole. Five slightly chubby fingers. Not one of them gnawed on.

 Sorry,” Mr. Pringle said quietly, “the other hand.”

I walked around the bed and pulled back the sheet covering her right hand. Before I even got to her hand, I could see the greenish-gray marks trailing up Ms. Pruett’s forearm. The Lichtenberg figures looked like delicate ferns tattooed into her flesh but were slowly creeping up her arm and would eventually seek out her heart. Her hand was covered in a bandage, but I was sure if I were to remove it not only would I find two missing fingers, but the hand would be almost entirely green-gray, with blackened tissue necrosis starting already nearest to the bite wound.

Definitely a zombie bite.


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Kimberly Wylie loves to write books about murder, mystery and mayhem.
Kimberly has been a full-time freelance writer and editor for more than twenty years. She has worked for both large publishing houses and small, boutique publishers, as well as magazines, Fortune 500 companies, and hundreds of private clients. When people asked her, “What do you write?” Her standard answer was always, “Whatever pays.”
For the last two years, Kimberly has focused on finally writing what she wants to write. During COVID, she published an award winning cookbook—The Ambergris Caye COVID Relief Cookbook. This book was featured in Forbes, won a Gourmand International award, and helped provide more than 20,000 meals to the residents of the island of Ambergris Caye, Belize. She’s also recently published a children’s picture book—Carl the Misunderstood Crocodile—and is donating profits to a local wildlife conservation and rescue group. Zombies for Everyone: A Jenna Sutton Supernatural Cozy Mystery is Kimberly’s first foray into her favorite genre—Cozies!
When not writing, you can find Kimberly enjoying the sunshine, the beach or the reef, from her home on Ambergris Caye. She lives there with her husband and the best English Cream Golden Retriever in the world—Coco.

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