I have 15 minutes to save my mother’s life….
15 minutes is all the Rewind Agency gives you in the past, but for Lara Crane it’senough time to race through the city, find her mother, and stop her from being killed in a mugging that happened over ten years ago.
But that’s not how it happened. The story she’s been told all her life is a lie and when Lara takes a bullet meant for her mother, her future changes forever.
The love of her life acts like a stranger. Her simple life is replaced with a giant house, glamorous clothes and a new boyfriend.
Except someone knows her secret. And he will try to stop her at every turn as she races against the clock to unravel a dangerous conspiracy.
15 Minutes is an edgy high octane YA thriller that can be described as Back to the Future meets Inception where the people Lara trusts change in an instant. She is in a timeline she doesn't understand, and is about to make one fatal mistake as she faces an enemy so familiar, he’s family.
“She’s
my mother,” my voice quivers. I close my eyes when he touches my cheek. “Ever
since the first time I went back on my birthday—I can’t stop thinking about
her, Rick.” I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
He
nuzzles my cheek, and I feel his warming breath against my skin. I’m safe,
comfortable.
“I
saw how she was with me,” I whisper, because if I have to be any louder I won’t
be able to go on. “I was a baby, and I saw how much she loved me. She sang to
me. My dad—-we were all so happy.” I shake my head. “That’s what I want. I need
that. He does too.”
Rick’s
eyes soften. “And if you’re successful, you know things will change.”
“Of
course I do. I’ll have my mom.”
“Not
that.” He glances away, pain etched on his face. “Your life will change. Our
life.”
My
brow furrows. “What are you trying to say?”
“What
if we don’t know each other anymore?
What if we lose each other?”
The
idea quickens my pulse. I brush his soft hair off his brow. “It won’t. Nothing
could change how I feel about you.”
Doubt
mars his face. I lean forward and brush my lips against his. Passion comes
quick as our lips part, searching each other. I wrap my arms around his neck as
he lifts his body onto the bed beside me. He kisses my jaw and rests his head
against mine.
“I
don’t want to lose our future, Lara. Are you willing to risk everything you
know for this?”
Rather
than answer him, I lay my head on his shoulder. He wraps his arms around me.
I’m cocooned and safe.
Despite
it all, the answer is yes.
~ Giveaway ~
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Happy Saturday friends! Last week we took a look at Shannon Mayer's The Nevermore Trilogy . Today we are going to peek at her Rylee Adamson Series. You also get a chance to enter to win a kindle version of one of the series! I love me some paranormal, these are looking good to me! Good luck !!
“My name is Rylee and I am
a Tracker.” When children go missing, and the Humans have no leads, I’m the one they
call. I am their last hope in bringing home the lost ones. I salvage what they
cannot.
I’m on the FBI’s wanted list.
I have a werewolf for a pet, a Witch of a best
friend, and have no need for anyone else in my life.
But when a salvage starts to spin out of control,
help comes from a most unexpected direction. One that is dangerously dark,
brooding, and doesn’t know a thing about the supernatural.
When
children go missing, and the Humans have no leads, I’m the one they call. I am
their last hope in bringing home the lost ones. I salvage what they cannot.
Underestimating demons is a bad idea, and it’s a
mistake that may cost me not only my own life, but the life of a missing child.
If I can swallow my pride, and allow Agent O’Shea
to help me find a way to deal with the demon, we might be able to save the
child.
With this salvage, it’s a race against time, a test
of trust, and a temptation that I'm doing my damnedest to ignore.
When children go missing,
and the Humans have no leads, I’m the one they call. I am their last hope in
bringing home the lost ones. I salvage what they cannot.
The
FBI wants me on their team. Bad enough that they are dangling bait they KNOW I
can’t resist.
The
catch? It’s on the other side of the ocean.
And
if I want what they’re offering, I have to help them with a salvage gone
terribly, terribly wrong.
But
this time, I have no back up. I have no Plan B.
And
I have no O’Shea.
About the Author :
Shannon
Mayer lives in the southwestern tip of Canada with her husband, dog, cats,
horse, and cows. When not writing she spends her time staring at immense
amounts of rain, herding old people (similar to herding cats) and attempting to
stay out of trouble. Especially that last is difficult for her.
She is
the author of the The Nevermore Trilogy, The Rylee Adamson Novels and the
Celtic Legacy series. Her first New Adult Romance, High Risk Love, is scheduled
for release July 1, 2013.
A graduate of
Hollins University in southwestern Virginia, Rebecca has put her ancient
history degree to good use with the Alaina Downs trilogy, a New Adult/Fantasy
series. At least that’s what she tells herself. When she’s not writing, she
lives in the Litchfield hills of Connecticut with her husband and young son.
She dances, and runs, and upon occasion…sings very badly.
Until one day
when Astra, the princess of Isleen is awoken by dragons flying by her window.
She escapes with the help of Peter, a stableboy who is hiding a few secrets of
his own.
The land is
thrust into peril. The wizards Uther and Avalon have returned from their
banishment by unknown forces, and they are determined to take over once
more…even if it means turning most of the people into ogres.
Astra finds
herself fighting for her home in an ages old fairy tale of good, evil…and love.
~ Excerpt ~
Astra
nodded, and waved him off, turning her attention over to a small group of
dancers. She tore off some more of the meat, and started to sway along with the
soft music coming from the dulcimer. A light rain was beginning to fall, and
she glanced up, opening her mouth slightly to take some of it in. Astra smiled,
letting her eyes flutter momentarily across the night sky.
Peter turned
around, the mugs of mead trembling in his hands. He watched her, his eyes
roving over her body before they settled on her gently moving hips. His heart
raced, and he panted, taking a sip of the mead before looking at her again. She
had finished the turkey leg and was now standing on her tip toes, giggling as
she let her tongue dart out to catch some of the rain.
They locked
eyes, and she gave him a smile. Peter left the mead down on the table, and
slowly walked over.
“You left
the mead,” she murmured.
He exhaled.
“You’re beautiful,” Peter blurted out.
Astra
blushed. “Thank you.” She pointed up at the sky. “I think it’s starting to
rain.”
“Is it?” he
croaked. His eyes trailed down to her mouth. “I don’t think I noticed.” Peter
let out a small groan as her tongue ran over her bottom lip. “Do you want to
dance?”
“Oh.”
Astra’s cheeks pinked once more as she nodded.
Peter
wrapped his arm around her waist, drawing her closer to him as the pace of the
music increased. He could feel her heart beat against his and he sighed.
“Astra…”
Her eyes
flicked up. “Hmmmm?”
He kissed
her. Astra gasped, her mouth opening as she felt the heat of his tongue
searching for hers. She shut her eyes, her knees quaking as she moaned. She
could feel the rain pelt down on them, and she sighed.
Peter shook,
and he panted, gently releasing her. He swallowed, his jaw line clenching as he
settled his hands on her cheeks and searched her eyes. “Astra…”
“Peter…”
Astra closed her eyes, and tried to steady her heartbeat as they rested their
foreheads against each other. “Peter…”
~ Giveaway ~
There is an
event wide giveaway. One winner will receive an eBook copy (ePub or PDF) of
book #1 in the series, The Secret World
of Alaina Downs.
Hi everyone! I'm happy to be a part of Xpresso Book Tour's cover reveal for Jenny's Blue Velvet by Angela Carlie. Enjoy!
Jenny's
Blue Velvet
by Angela Carlie
Publication date: August 22nd 2013
Genre: Adult Romantic Thriller
Synopsis:
Jenny's
stuck.
She's tried just about every occupation she can think of and will
be digging out of student debt for a very long time, but has nothing
to show for it. Her everyday routine feels like a prison. And her
marriage? Well, let's just say it's been a little one-sided lately and
the money she threw down on the toys from Lover's Erotic Store was
well worth it and then some.
Jenny decides her next big step is to become a romance writer.
Romance books are flying off the virtual shelves, after all. This will
be her big break, her escape from the prison, and a way to
freedom. Self-publishing is all the rage these days. She'll be a best
seller in no time.
When Jenny makes friends with a woman named Cassandra from the gym,
she instantly decides that her new friend will make a perfect main
character in her upcoming book. After the first chapter, real life begins
to resemble the fiction she's writing. Her friendship blossoms, sex
with her husband turns into a daily feast, and her job gets more
interesting with each chapter written.
Out of the blue, a person who is a close friend with her husband and
who is dating Cassandra disappears. As the mystery behind
the missing person unfolds, Jenny wonders if she might be responsible
for his possible death. And if she is, what will be the
consequence? What has this writing business gotten her into?
JENNY'S BLUE VELVET is a dark, humorous, romantic thriller for adults only
When I'm not pushing a mouse around at a desk job, which is boring, or writing,
which is fun, I enjoy hanging out with my fourteen-year-old son
and husband, reading, hiking, kayaking, traveling, and running.
Hawaii and Washington are my two favorite states.
I believe that if everyone ate a whole-food plant based diet, cancer cases
would be a minimum, heart disease a thing of the past, and hunger
something found in history books.
One of my favorite documentaries is Forks Over Knives.
I love hearing about people reading my books, so if you enjoyed one of my
stories, please let me know by leaving a review on Amazon or Goodreads.
Thank you for spending time with my stories. We don't have much of it and I
appreciate that you find my work worthy of your time.
mmm, mmm, mmm.. One of my old favorites- Historical Romance! I haven't had a lot of chances to dive into that lately with all the paranormal & contemporary romances but oh do I ever love me some historical !! I hope you enjoy reading more about To Bewitch a Highlander below! Have a great Friday !!
She will protect her identity with her very life if necessary. Who will protect her from herself?
Shoney's lightning speed with a bow captures Ronan by surprise, and their chance meeting ends with him lying unconscious at the bottom of a ravine.
When he awakens, he cannot rid his mind of her startling beauty, her valor, or the secret fear he glimpsed in her steel eyes.
He vows to find her, but as the mysteries of her identity unfold, his courage and heart are tested as never before.
Audio Book Sample
EXCERPT
Shoney gripped a large rock with one hand to keep from rising to the surface and was hurriedly scooping handfuls of Dulse with the other, putting the slimy clusters into the sack hanging about her neck. Dulse was her favorite seaweed. Its translucent pink color was hard to spot, but it grew in bushels at the bottom of her pool. If infused in a bath, it soothed sore limbs, and its oil cleansed the skin, clearing away unsightly dry patches. Satisfied she had gathered enough, she released the stone and swooshed her arms, swirling in a circle. Her hair fanned out, covering her face and wrapping around her waist.
The sting from the icy water subsided so that she could truly enjoy the feel of being submersed. The bottom of the deep pool gleamed with smooth white rocks, which seemed to light the murky water. She was enclosed inside rocks directly below her home where she knew none of the clansfolk would ever dare to venture, allowing her to leave behind the Witch’s cloak and every other stitch of clothing for that matter. Nothing delighted her more than to feel the rush of cold water over her bare limbs. Nothing made her feel more alive, but she was running out of breath and knew she had to surface.
Her feet touched down on the bottom, and she bent her knees, pushing against the white stones to hasten her swim to the surface, but she did not surge through the water as expected. Large hands grabbed her from above, blocking her momentum. She seized with panic as she flailed against her captor’s grip. The water churned, bubbling from her efforts, but she was powerless against the strong arms that wrapped around her from behind and pulled her against the unyielding hardness of a man’s chest. Every corded ridge of muscle pressing against her naked back shifted as he pushed off the bottom, propelling them both toward the surface.
They emerged from the depths, and he pulled them to the edge of the pool. Shoney sucked air into her lungs. Too long had she been submersed and now felt dizzy. Despite her reeling head, she lunged to escape the hands still grasping her shoulders, but his hold only tightened. Then, for the first time, she tilted her head back to look upon her captor.
“You”, she exclaimed. “What are you doing here?”
“What am I doing here?” he said. “This is my island. What are you doing here?”
“Taking a bath”, she gritted.
She could not believe the giant, the one called Ronan, was in her pool. How dare he invade her rightful territory. Fury consumed her but also terror. Not only was she unarmed, but he was even larger than she first realized.
“I am finished now”, she said. “So release your grip, and I will be on my way.”
“A bath she says.”
He turned her around in his arms so she faced him. Then he wrenched the sack from around her neck and threw it into the water. Shoney watched as it sunk beneath the surface. “I have been searching the whole island for you for a fortnight only to find you nigh drowning, leaving me no choice but to dive in to save you.”
“Save me? Is that what you thought? That I was drowning.” She could not help laughing, but stopped when his hand slid down the curve of back.
Shoney was suddenly very aware of her state of undress. Her curves were concealed from his eyes by the water, but what he could not see surely he could feel as his arms pressed her close. She gasped as she felt the contours of his muscles shift against her skin. The heat of his body provided warmth against the frigid water, and his arms seemed to touch more than just her waist. They reached beyond her physical form, satisfying a craving for contact, which solitude had entrenched deep within her heart. He was powerful and intoxicating, and her response to him was shocking. She never imagined a man would feel so good, so strong, but she knew it had to be wrong. Shouldn’t she be outraged? She had to escape his hold. Her hands pressed against his wide chest as she thrust away from him, but he wouldn’t budge.
“Let me go, this is indecent”, she snapped.
“No more indecent than leaving me to die, lass. I was only trying to save you.”
“The only saving I need is from you”, she hissed through gritted teeth. “Release me. You have no claim over me or my body as I am neither your wife nor your whore.” She renewed her struggles and shrieked, “Let go of me.”
His grip loosened slightly, and she felt the warmth of his breath as his head dipped close to hers. His hand swept the length of her torso and then gently caressed her cheek.
“I know I need to let go of you,” he whispered. “I know that I am disgracing you as well as myself, but I cannot bring myself to do so.”
She met his smoldering gaze. His lips were but a whisper away from hers. Try as she might, she could not take a deep breath. Her quick, shallow breathing was unnerving. And then as he pressed her body into his, her breathing was forgotten completely as was the cold water that encircled them, the crash of the waves, and the call of the birds. All she was aware of was his eyes, the closeness of his mouth, and the racing of her heart. He slowly lowered his lips, taking possession of the soft skin just below her ear. She closed her eyes, feeling a strange heat at the place where his lips had been. His hot kisses trailed down the length of her neck. The heat spread like languid fire throughout her body.
She had never felt the strength of a man’s hands on her skin. Nor had she ever known the tenderness of a kiss. Her breathing quickened. Her body felt like it was swelling, preparing to burst, and she liked it. She pressed herself closer and felt the crushing strength of his muscles as her fingers explored his form. Her hands swept down his powerful arms, sliding over muscled ridges. And then they traveled down past his lean waist to stroke the length of his hard thigh, but instead of smooth, wet skin, her fingers touched something cold and sharp.
Her eyes snapped open, and her senses returned with a strength that would have knocked her over had it not been for the water and the support of his caressing hands.
Mother of all, what spell was this?
He was even more dangerous than she first imagined, for he could control her thoughts and her body. She had to break away from his embrace. Her hand returned to his thigh, only this time she had no intention of stroking his skin. She seized his dirk from its sheath and with a practiced hand she thrust the pointed end of the blade beneath his chin. She smiled ruefully at the small droplet of blood that appeared beneath the dagger’s point.
“You keep your blade sharp. I thank you for this kindness.”
Lily Baldwin
Writing historical romance has been Lily's lifelong dream. She lives a quiet life in New England, surrounded by family.
Hi guys! Welcome to the Wilted Wings book tour hosted by Promotional Book Tours ! Check out the giveaway below and stop back next week when I'm sharing an excerpt from Wilted Wings !!
Wilted Wings
Shadow Stephens
Book Description :
Power, greed, and envy fill Damon and Ilisha’s world. Their hope of settling into a life of peace and family remains out of grasp. Damon is kidnapped and forced to stand trial for the death of his father while a breed of hybrids designed to destroy all angels is set loose. With no choice but to leave her earthly mother and baby behind, Ilisha struggles in a world of high politics and family feuds. She must become an ultimate warrior to save her husband and both the worlds she loves.
Avid Cleveland Browns fan, animal lover, and paranormal addict are just a few ways to describe Shadow Stephens. Shadow grew up in Ohio and West Virginia, which gave her a fear of snakes and the ability to fix anything with duct tape. She has been writing since childhood, but wrote her first novel three years ago. She now resides in Utah with a veritable menagerie of pets and a million ideas in her head just waiting to be put on paper. When she isn't ghost hunting, Shadow can be found writing paranormal romance and urban fantasy novels. This will be her first published book, with many more to follow.
15 Minutes
