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Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda by Tara Lee Reed #guestpost #giveaway @DoorflowerCo

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Once Upon a Theme

chick-lit, womens

“The End” is Only the Beginning.

Elle Masters is over dating. It used to be fun: the drama, the angst, the exhilarating beginnings, the bittersweet middles, the blowout endings. Then the tears, hangovers, rebounds, and another addition to the shoebox of memories in her closet. Now Elle can’t remember the last time a guy made his way into her box.

When her friends Rachel and Valerie insist she snap out of her post-breakup funk with a girls’ night out/rebound hunt at a San Francisco bar, Elle isn’t expecting tall, dark, and hummuna-hummuna, Nick Wright. This is no rebound guy. He’s definitely, maybe, The One.

In Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda, the interactive romantic comedy where you direct the plot, you play Elle as she and her pals put the “antics” in “romantics.” Get ready to question everything you thought you knew about love, over-analyzing and second-guessing your way through hundreds of modern dating dilemmas and passionate predicaments. Will you accept a last minute date? Freak out if Nick wants space? Be the first to use the ‘L’ word? Live in sin? Or hold out for a ring? Wait, do you even want a ring?

With 60 good, bad and inexplicable endings, you’ll always have another second chance at love with Mr. Wright.



From section 185

You wake up in Nick’s apartment for the first time since you started dating.

You never really thought about the fact you’d never slept there until Val recently pointed it out as odd. It bothered you at first, making you wonder if there was a big bad secret he was keeping - like that he really does live with his parents.

You open your eyes and stretch. Nick’s already out of bed and pulling on his boxers.

“Good morning,” he says, pulling on a tee shirt. “I thought I’d grab breakfast. Cream and sugar for your coffee?”

You nod sleepily, moving to get up. “I’ll come with you.”

He sits on the bed and kisses you, gently lowering you to your pillow in the process. “Nah, it’s raining. No need for both of us to get wet. Or dressed.” He kisses you once more before he stands. “Feel free to wander around naked, though. I’ll be back in twenty.”

“So more like fifteen, then?”

He winks and leaves the room. A moment later, you hear the front door close and the key turn in the lock.

You’re alone.

You stand and put on Nick’s tee shirt, happily breathing in his scent. Then you do an admittedly paranoid check for potential nanny cams before you begin the customary exploration of his natural habitat. You figure anything in plain view is fair game: bulletin boards, framed photos, bookshelf - that kind of stuff.

His desk has six drawers – each one equally tempting and in plain sight. It strikes you how easy it would be to do just a teeny tiny bit of innocent snooping before he gets back.

To do some private investigation, turn to section 206.

To respect his privacy, turn to section 212.


From section 146...

Okay, one drawer. Just one, though – no need to get creepy.

You’re fully aware you may be opening Pandora’s box, and might get some information you wish you hadn’t, but the idea you could be missing out on information you’ll be better off knowing is suddenly overwhelming.

You stare at his desk and try to sense which of those tempting little rectangles holds the most promise. You consider the top right - the one you would use most often if it were your desk - and the bottom left - where you would hide stuff you wanted out of sight, but not necessarily out of mind.

You decide on Drawer Number 2 and take a deep breath before diving in.


Just random papers: his lease, car insurance, gym contract, etcera. Some of it’s dated five years ago. Then you spot something at the very bottom of the drawer. You look closer and the air rushes right out of your lungs.


More specifically, its women’s underwear, but most importantly, it’s not your underwear! So whose is it? How long has it been there? Why does he still have it?

You can’t ask him. “Hey, babe. I was digging through your stuff and found these. Can you ask your friend where she bought them? They’re super cute and I should get a pair since you like them so much.”

You hear the front door and plop the papers back on top of the mystery-thong, then quietly slide the drawer shut. You must get out of there immediately. When Nick enters the bedroom, you’re hastily pulling on your jeans.

“Whoa,” he says when you move on to your shirt. “The whole point of breakfast-in-bed is the nudity.”

“Oh, my god,” your fib begins. “My mother just called me from outside my apartment. I totally forgot she was driving in today.”

You manage to get out the door in under two minutes and call Rachel, lucky to catch her and Valerie together in the car.

“Speaker, speaker, speaker,” you demand, and then give them a play-by-play on Panty-Gate.

“Whose panties do you think they are?” asks Rachel.

“Ugh, don’t say panties,” says Valerie, undoubtedly grimacing.

“I don’t want to think about it,” you tell them.

“Good luck with that.”

“If there were papers in there from five years ago,” says Valerie, “maybe that’s how old the underwear is, too.”

“Maybe,” you say.

“Do not admit you found them. And don’t snoop anymore.”

“I won’t.”

Over the next few weeks, the discovery of strange lingerie stops lingering at the forefront of your mind. It’ll pop up every now and again, but since you can’t ask him about it without revealing your transgression, you’ve got no choice but to try and forget it.

In the future, you’ll tell Pandora to keep her box closed.

Turn to section 213.


From section 146...

It’s tempting to delve deep into drawers containing unknown details about your man, but no good can come from it.

To keep yourself in check, you grab Nick’s robe from the back of the door, head down to the living room and sit on the couch where you create a mental list of all of the things you wouldn’t want him to find in your apartment.

1. Pictures of you with braces.

2. Pictures of you before braces.

3. Your collection of elementary and high school diaries containing unquestionably embarrassing documentation of your pre-adult geekdom.

4. An array of feminine hygiene products no man could understand.

5. Your collection of pictures of ex-boyfriends - everyone has one, but no one needs to see it. Though, now you’re wondering if he has one.

6. Your vibrator.

Just as you wonder how hard it would be to install locks around your apartment, the front door opens and in walks Nick with breakfast.

“Did I give you enough time to snoop?” he asks you when he hands you your coffee.

“Don’t be silly. I hired a P.I. when we started dating, so I know all of your dirty little secrets.”

He takes your hand and leads you back upstairs. “I can’t get enough of a woman who isn’t bothered by a criminal record and a little pagan worship.”

Turn to section 197.

Today I’m hosting author Tara Lee Reed, who is touring  with Chick-Lit Plus for her novel, Coulda, Woulda, Shouda.

I hope you enjoy Tara’s guest post today, and be sure to check out the giveaway at the end of the post where you can enter to win a $35 Amazon gift card.

about the author


Image of Tara Lee Reed Tara Lee Reed is the accidental writer from Toronto, Canada, not that chick from Sharknado. When her career in public relations was forced into hiatus by a jerky plot twist, she wrote the first in a series of interactive novels. When she received offers of single and multi-book deals from top houses, she turned them down to publish independently. Because she’s crazy.

She was voted Most Sarcastic Female at her high school prom, which she went to alone. (Not that she thinks about it.) She can fit her whole fist in her mouth (which makes the prom thing surprising), and she can sing with her mouth closed, but she can’t do both at the same time.

Her tweets on The Bachelor have been aired in a live broadcast and picked up by national media. She once appeared on the cover of a romance novel with her longtime partner, who has done 79 more – with other women. She thinks that’s qualification enough to write this book.

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 Advice is Great, Experience is King.

 Have you ever read a dating advice book? Perhaps The Rules, or He’s Just Not That Into You, or the latest top seller, The Gaggle? If you have, you’re probably aware of the countless number of resources dedicated to the strategy of finding love. Books, magazines, websites, friends and family – it can seem endless, because it is.

One night, prompting a strange and somewhat serendipitous collision of events, I had a bad date with a wannabe pick up artist, which led me to buy a copy of his training manual: Neil Strauss’s memoir The Game. And, because I was curious, I bought the Amazon-suggested companion book, advice classic The Rules. With the recent He’s Just Not That Into You craze, I’d brought my advice repertoire to three books.

Even that was enough to overwhelm a girl. My video gaming brain eventually spun that notion into somewhat of a First Person Dater where the reader would control the plot, navigating her way through hundreds of dilemmas in the minefield that is new relationships.

I let that simmer for a couple of years and, in that time, I met my long-time partner. Soon enough, my Pavlovian neurosis and unwillingness to share my relationship insecurities with friends led me back to the self-help aisle.

To say I was overwhelmed before was the understatement to end all understatements, my friends. The volume of Do’s and Don’ts is enormous, and while there was common advice between them, most often one book would completely contradict what I’d read in the one before. Where I’d hoped to kick my romantic adventures into high gear, I had stalled.

Would following these guidelines make things better or worse? And while I could see how it might apply to previous boyfriends, did it apply to this guy? Did it even apply to me?

That last question stuck with me–the individual with a unique story, with unique experiences in all areas of my life, including love. I’ve had ups and down, I’ve pushed and pulled, I’ve had broken hearts and broken a few myself.

Eventually I realized the common denominator between those relationships was Yours Truly. Each decision I’ve ever made–how to act or react in a given situation or predicament–was influenced by my own experience more so than any article or friendly piece of advice.

I’ve made just as many mistakes as I’ve been on the receiving end of, and isn’t that why we turn to experts and friends? We want to learn what we did wrong and how to do it better next time, to understand what happened after a blindside breakup, or salvage a struggling relationship.

It seems relatively simple at first: type your problem into a search field, click a few buttons, and all your problems will be solved. But it’s a rabbit hole. The deeper you go, the more complicated things often become. And what about the fun stuff? That’s what dating is supposed to be, right?

I was struck by the notion that, no matter how much or how little I read, I had to keep one thing in mind: Me! Who I am, what I want, and what I believe in. Like everything in life, no matter how much advice we’re given, no matter how many books we read, or tales of life experiences we hear, how we handle our relationships is up to us. We have a choice. Even when we don’t have control over the outcome, we can decide how to react to it. And when it ends, we back up and make a different choice.

That was when I started putting together my interactive novel, Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda, the first in the Once Upon a Theme series. I read an exorbitant number of books and articles by professionals and individuals, extracting the most realistic representation of modern dating life I could. I mined books for common and contradictory advice, as well as the most familiar, fun and angsty predicaments individuals experience. Then I arranged hundreds of them into one giant work of fiction where the reader assumes the role of the protagonist, Elle, and calls all the shots, living (or dying) by the outcome.

The novel takes you through all of the ups and downs, stages and anxieties that come with falling in love, but it’s also full of fun, shenanigans and, most critically, hijinks. You set the pace of your fledgling relationship, decide how you handle fights, reject or face rejection, when to say ‘I love you’, whether to wait for a proposal or split, and even (spoiler alert) a classic pregnancy scare.

It’s like boiling down a decade of relationships into 529 pages and 60 endings, not all of which are happy despite your best efforts – because, just like in real life, there are times when we think we’re doing everything right but things just don’t work out the way we want them to. And we may never find out why. But unlike real life, my book gives you endless opportunities to start over or try again. All without putting on makeup or getting out of your jammies. If only real life were like that, eh?

Thanks for reading. I hope you’ll and pick up Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda with reduced pricing until August 12. You’ll also find character-curated Pinterest boards and an Unofficial “Official” Soundtrack at



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The Perfectly Imperfect Alpha Male: A #GuestPost by #author @TerriPonce #giveaway #excerpt

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The Past Life series


Everyone wants something.

Even if it belongs to someone else.

And some will destroy the very thing they want, just so no one else can have it.

Professional soldier David Bellotti's latest mission seems simple: steal the key card to a drug lord's compound so the empire can be infiltrated and destroyed. But when David discovers evidence of his lover Lottie’s possible infidelity, his mission turns personal. He searches for answers others would kill to keep buried and discovers a link to the past he's been trying hard to ignore.

Ancient lives, twelve thousand year old secrets, murder, and primal instincts lead David on a journey through past lives and present danger—all to save the woman he loves.

Find your way back through history, when hunter-gatherers roamed and David and Lottie's past incarnations began. The Reading Café calls Covet, Book Two of the Past Life Series, "An amazing and fascinating storyline of suspense, mystery, betrayal, hatred and love."


I blew out the entrance and took off, hustling through the panicked crowd. Another gun fired and police sirens sounded in the distance. I made a left down a small street then a right into an alley, jumping a garbage can, hurtling over a short wall, and disappearing into the neighborhood. If Galen didn't make it to our backup rendezvous point, I had to get to the safe house and that was five miles away. And right now, I had no idea if Galen and Lady in Blue were still alive.I skidded past a corner, wondering if I should take the chance and call an alert into HQ, when I heard screeching tires. I backed up, pressed myself against a wall, and realized who it was. Galen in a Toyota. He threw open the passenger door and I jumped in, slamming the door shut as Galen jammed the gas pedal.“You get it?” he asked, swerving through a turn then dropping our speed so we didn’t draw attention.I nodded. “Is Lady in Blue okay?”

Galen hugged another turn. “She will be. She came to when the gunshots were fired.”

I blew out a sigh of relief. It wasn't the first time a distraction job had taken a bad turn, but it was still a worry. “And the cops?”

“All at the nightclub. But we will have to lose the car.” He used his cell phone and dialed our contact, making arrangements for cleanup.

I pulled out Sahin’s wallet and lifted the keycard. “Payday,” I said, holding it up.

“Mommie Dearest says we should leave the wallet and card with the car.” Galen disconnected the call. “They will pick it all up at the Starbucks near the safe house in ten minutes.”

I drew in a breath and held it, forcing my heart and my lungs to calm down. Another close call. I loved this stuff.

“You love this stuff way too much,” Galen said, glancing my way.

I had known Galen all of three months, and he was far too good at reading my mind already. I was trying to get my head wrapped around the fact that we were connected in a way that didn't make sense, but that didn't mean I had to like it. Ignoring him, I sank into the seat, letting the adrenalin wear off.

“Let’s see what else we’ve got on this guy.” Inside his wallet I found a black American Express, a MasterCard, and over five thousand Euros in the billfold. A picture was tucked in with his identification. I pulled it out and held it up to catch the light from passing street lamps.

It was a photo of the love of my life kissing another man.


Today I have a great guest post by author Terri Herman-Poncé, sharing with us how on how she came up with her male character in her latest novels.  I hope you find it as interesting as I did.

This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions and Terri will be awarding one free Ecopy of Covet (Book 2 of the Past Life Series) and In This Life (Book 1 of the Past Life Series), to a randomly chosen commenter at each stop and a Grand Prize of a $50 Amazon gift card to one randomly drawn commenter during the tour.

See the giveaway details at the end of the post and to follow the tour.

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Creating the perfectly imperfect Alpha Male

When I was told that my blog visit today could be about anything I wanted, my mind immediately went to men. Alpha Males, to be specific.

I don’t know about you, but there’s something about a male character lead that’s jacked up on Alpha Male and smoldering looks that can really get my blood pumping. But, for me, that isn’t enough. Eye candy is wonderful stuff, but when it comes to reading—in particular, reading sexy male characters—they better have substance.

I’ve read a number of male characters over the years that really made me sit up and pause. And while I loved those characters (and in some cases, still do), I always felt like something was missing. Like these men needed more. And that’s how my male lead, David Bellotti, was born.

When I set out to write the Past Life Series, I knew I wanted a man who could stun a room into silence. I also knew that I wanted a man who wasn’t afraid of death, who stood up for what he believed in, and who would stop at nothing to protect and the love of his life.

And even that wasn’t enough.

So I spent days and nights eating dinner with him (he likes Italian), drinking with him (he recently got turned onto sipping tequila), watching television with him (he loves stupid comedies), and running with him (as a professional soldier, he has to stay fit). I imagined what he’d cook (turns out he’s a good one, courtesy of the restaurant his mom and dad used to own), that he can’t sing a lick (but he likes listening to Saving Abel), and that he hates lying and being lied to.

I also imagined his imperfections. Single-minded. Exhibits an occasional caveman mentality. Shuts down the outside world when he thinks they’re wrong.

But that’s what makes for an interesting character, right? Those imperfections? We’ve all got them, and I think seeing familiar shortcomings in a character that any of us can identify with are what truly make that character engaging. Put a perfect person on the page and I’m going to yawn, and probably close the book to find another. But give me a character that feels real and I’m going to get sucked in big-time.

So what about you? Are there imperfect sexy male characters (or, to be fair, sexy imperfect female characters?) that get your blood pumping? Share them with me. I’d love to know.

Thanks for having me here today!


about the author


Ponce_Photo Terri looks for any opportunity to make stuff up. She thinks anything that can’t so easily be explained is worth an extra look and often makes a great story. She loves red wine, scotch, sunrises, Ancient Egypt, the beach—and a host of other stuff that would take too much real estate to talk about. The youngest of five children, Terri lives with her husband and son on Long Island. And, in her next life, if she hasn’t moved on to somewhere else, she wants to be an astronomer. Terri’s fascinated with the night skies almost as much as she’s fascinated with ancient Egypt.

Terri is a member of member of Sisters in Crime and Mystery Writers of America, and you can read about her at

If you love social media, you can also find Terri on Facebook at and on Twitter at Come visit. She’d love to hear from you!




This giveaway is provided by and the responsibility of the author and Goddess Fish Promotions.

Terri will be awarding one free Ecopy of Covet (Book 2 of the Past Life Series) and In This Life (Book 1 of the Past Life Series), to a randomly chosen commenter at each stop and a Grand Prize of a $50 Amazon gift card to one randomly drawn commenter during the tour.

For more stops on the tour, visit the tour page here at Goddess Fish Promotions

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Our Life Choices: A #GuestPost by #author @peiriann #PUYB

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Paranormal Romance/New Adult

Tracey Warren has everything an eighteen year old girl should. She lives a life of expectancies; go to school, please her parents, party with friends, and revel in life as a young adult. That is until she experiences an unexpected life changing accident caused by Nathan Newcomb; an illegally attractive yet perplexed guy who has her fumbling over her words and cracking her head on the concrete. In being enthralled by his overwhelming existence, Tracey neglects his promise of death (which never falls short of Nathan) and in ignoring his guarantee, she chooses to give into love over sanity and risks her life for the opportunity of being with him.

Nathan, knowing the risks gives into this want to have Tracey presuming it may be better to jeopardize their possible ending, than to allow her to endure the pain of his devoid. Nonetheless, with him being a burdened Sephlem, not only are they burdened by their adversaries who will risk everything but the exposure of their existence to see Nathan fall. But Nathan and Tracey come to find that their most sinister enemies lie under their same roof and regrettably share the same bloodline.

For More Information
• Burdened is available at Amazon.
• Pick up your copy at Barnes & Noble.
• Discuss this book at PUYB Virtual Book Club at Goodreads.
• Read the first chapter here.
• Watch the book trailer at YouTube

Today I have author Peiri Ann, with an interesting guest post on life choices we make.

Peiri is on tour this month with Pump Up Your Book Book Tours, and you can check out the rest of her schedule here.

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Our life choices

In life, we all are bombarded with choices. At times, the wrong choice can be the right one and vice versa. But what happens when the right choice is right, but the following choices and decision made – based upon that choice are wrong. Consider these following choices.

  • Do you regret the original choice?
  • Though it felt right and originally brought you happiness.
  • Or, do you live with the unfortunate burdens brought upon you based off of the choice you made.
  • Or… do you leave, walk out and turn your back on the new life you’ve designed for yourself – based upon that choice.

The key to survival and success is based on the roads we choose to travel down AND the person we choose to travel down them with.
But what happens when you are offered to choose? Red Pill or Blue Pill

The Red Pill – You walk away forgetting the choice was offered; you live a happy life, no burdened, no unexpected deaths, no detrimental tragedies, and things appear as they should…Good. But… the devoid of not being with him practically kills you.

The Blue Pill – You choose a life with the person exclusively designed for you. Dedicated, unconditional, because you heart beats for the two of you they keep you closer then themselves type of love. But… there is death, betrayal, lies, pain, change, destruction, and controllable burdens.

Most, when brought the choice, choose love in hopes love will conquer all; the most evil, the worse magic, the worse hate, and the most deadly. That is until they find in love lies death.

In Burdened, Tracey is brought the choice to be with a burdened Sephlem whose life, one would try to avoid. But in the deepest temptation of love and an expression of happiness, she chooses to be with him – Nathan – and endure the burdens in his life. And those burdens happen to come from the people they least expect.

(In case you were wondering. There are no pills – blue or red – in Burdened)

Thank you, DeAnna, for the opportunity to share ‘Our Life’s Choices’ in a blog spot on Book Reviews by Dee.

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Peiri Ann A love for reading transpired into an admiration for writing at a young age for Peiri Ann. Starting off in writing poetry and short stories she indulged in the possibilities of creating new worlds and lives to live within them opening a window of unanticipated possibilities. In high school a pin and notebook never left her grasps and in college the pin was replaced by a keyboard and the notebook replaced by a computer screen. She holds a Bachelors degree in Psychology and certified in business management.

When Peiri Ann is not writing, reading, doing homework, or working in the downtown of Chicago she enjoys spending time with her little girl, watching action flicks, and spooning peanut butter from the jar as a midnight snack.

Her latest book is the paranormal romance/New Adult, Burdened.
For More Information
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• Visit Peiri’s blog.
• Connect with Peiri on Facebook and Twitter.
• Check out her books on Goodreads.
• More books by Peiri Ann.
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The Runaway Mail-Order Bride by Anne Glynn #Excerpt

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Historical, Romance

She thought she’d met the man of her dreams. She couldn’t have been more wrong.

His letters had won her heart. Leaving everything behind, Lisa Hanlon is ready to start a new life in the West. Sheriff Donald Skroch is attractive, influential, and eager to wed his mail-order bride. Shortly after arriving in Tate City, Lisa discovers that he's also short-tempered, violent and possessive…and she’s soon fleeing for California, desperate to escape the man she’s promised to marry.

Arriving at a broken-down ranch in the middle of nowhere, Lisa is only seeking a place to hide. She’s dismayed to discover a rugged drifter, Pearce Folsom, in one of the outbuildings. Burdened with secrets of his own, Pearce hides the truth of his past but not his attraction to Lisa. When he steals a burning kiss during the middle of a midnight storm, Lisa knows this handsome cowboy wants more from her than she is ready to give. She can’t truly offer her heart until she is finally and forever free from Donald.

Then, one terrible day, a telegram arrives: FOUND YOU.

Now enjoy an excerpt:

On a different night, in a different setting, Pearce would have enjoyed making the acquaintance of this appealing stranger. She appeared to be exactly his kind of girl: beautiful, full of spirit, and revealing more of herself to a stranger’s eyes than any proper woman would rightly consider.Apparently, she was also ready to shoot him on sight. This was something new. In his past experiences, it had usually taken a few weeks before the women he’d met had wanted him dead.“What are you doing?” he asked. “Alone out here, on a night like this? You’re more than a little foolish, girl.”“I’m twenty-five years old. I’m hardly a girl!”“You’re right about that.” Again, he allowed himself the pleasure of viewing her. She was dark-haired, with brown eyes and a pale complexion. Her frame was small but nicely proportioned. Noting her attire, he realized his visitor had dressed modestly but the weather had overcome her good intentions.

For the first time in his life, Pearce felt grateful for an unexpected downpour.

The woman’s face colored under his gaze. Seemingly aware of the blush coloring her cheeks, she frowned. Her jaw tightening, she went from discomfited to angry in just a few seconds.

Having embarrassed and angered his share of the female population, Pearce had met with this type of reaction before. He said, “Aren’t you a firecracker.”

Today’s post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions.

This is a great chance to win a copy of this book, The Runaway Mail-Order Bride, as Anne will be awarding an eBook copy to a randomly drawn commenter in their choice of format at each stop!

See the giveaway details at the end of the post.

Update: Giveaway is over

about the author

Anne GlynnA collector of vintage Barbies and younger boyfriends, Anne Glynn currently resides in the American Southwest.

The truth is a little more complicated. I’m Anne and my S.W.P. (Significant Writing Partner) is Glynn. Together, we write as ‘Anne Glynn’.

However, I am a collector of vintage Barbies and I have, on occasion, collected the younger boyfriend. Not so much these days.



This giveaway is provided by and the responsibility of the author and Goddess Fish Promotions. Winner will be randomly chosen on Saturday,  June 7th.

Anne will be awarding an eBook copy of The Runaway Mail-Order Bride to a randomly drawn commenter in their choice of format at each stop during the tour. Visit  Goddess Fish Promotions to see the other stops on the tour. Remember, the more stops you visit and comment, the better your chances to win.


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Catch A Wolf by @AKatieRose : Guest Post

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Saga of the Black Wolf series

Sci-Fi, Fantasy

Raine, Ly’Tana and the others escape Brutal’s trap, but with dire consequences. Kel’Ratan has been grievously injured, and Rygel must take him to safety to save his life. Yet, they are not out of danger. A monstrous storm called the Wrath of Usa’a’mah has halted their flight from Khalid and they must seek shelter within a remote monastery or die under the storm’s power.

But High King Brutal has allied himself with the deadly assassins, the Shekinah Tongu. The secretive clan has sworn out a Blood Oath against Rygel in retaliation for his leaving their brothers in the forest to die. With their hellish hounds and Brutal’s dark wizard, Ja’Teel, they track Raine and Ly’Tana through the devastation left by the storm. Raine leads them into the west, toward Ly’Tana’s home of Kel’Halla, with Brutal’s menace confronting them at every turn.

As he finds himself falling in love with the exotic Ly’Tana, Raine is plagued by a mysterious voice in his head. Is he going crazy? In Raine, Ly’Tana discovers the one man she cannot live without. However, an evil entity has targeted Ly’Tana, bent on her destruction. How can Raine, Rygel, Kel’Ratan and her griffin bodyguard, Bar, keep her safe from its vast, unseen power?

Hunted by Brutal and his evil allies, Raine, Ly’Tana and their friends discover a new, and very strange, force dogging their trail – a pack of enormous, cunning wolves. Mysterious wolves who call to Raine in the night, and bring alive the secret he’s kept hidden, even from himself. Taunted by nightmarish visions, Raine is forced to confront his own dark demon – the beast within himself.
Who will catch Raine and Ly’Tana first? Brutal and his pets – or the wolves?

Thus begins the second novel of the Saga of the Black Wolf series.

Earlier this month I interviewed author A. Katie Rose  and featured the first book in her  Saga of the Black Wolf series, In A Wolf’s Eye.   If you missed that post, you can check it out here.

But today, I have the second book for you, Catch A Wolf, with a special ‘deleted scene’  as the guest post.  Hope you enjoy it, and be sure to check out the giveaway at the end of the post.  You can still win a Kindle Fire!

Update: giveaway is over

about the author

200 A. Katie Rose is a Colorado native, and earned her Bachelor of Arts degree in History from Western State College in Gunnison, Colorado. She enjoys riding, teaching and learning from horses, likes camping, reading novels, watching movies and, of course, lives to write fantasy books. She currently works as a photographer in San Antonio, Texas, and is a slave to her six cats and four horses. “In a Wolf’s Eyes” is her first novel.
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“Catch a Wolf” Deleted Scene

For this blog post, I thought you might like to read a scene from “Catch a Wolf” I cut. Being a rather anal writer, I edit stuff out, but like to hang onto them. You never know: I might want to use it somewhere else. Besides, readers of my blog may find this entertaining. I certainly enjoyed writing it.

“All right, who volunteers to cook the rest of the meat for travelling?” I asked the room. “Tor deserves a well-earned respite.”

Witraz sighed. “Alun and I will.”

Alun rounded on him in a huff before glancing at me. He relented with a sigh of his own. “He and I,” he muttered.

“Left and Right, you’re on clean up duty.”

I didn’t bother looking around to witness their twin scowls. “Just do it,” I snapped.

Kel’Ratan and Rygel chuckled. Corwyn stared at me, a look of wide-eyed amazement on his face. He half-lifted his hand toward the twins behind me. “How did you -“

“My lord, didn’t you realize?” I said with wide-eyed innocence. “I know everything.”

“Back to business,” Wolf said. “If Ja’Teel can find Corwyn at any time, then he can find us. I refuse to put him in harm’s way, just to divert Brutal.”

“It probably won’t work anyway,” I said.

“How so, Your Highness?” Corwyn asked.

I smiled. “That lovely, inspirational gesture from you to him, my friend.”

Understanding flooded his puzzled face and Wolf’s voice. “No matter what, Brutal won’t let that insult pass.”

“Even if it’s to convince us that Corwyn is on our side?” Kel’Ratan asked.

“Brutal won’t care,” I said. “He will command Ja’Teel kill him at the first opportunity.”

“If Ja’Teel can find him any time -“

“Rygel,” Wolf said quickly. “Break Ja’Teel’s spell.”

“I can’t.”

“What the bloody hell do you mean?” I snapped. “Are you the best or not?”

Rygel smiled sadly. “I would if I could, Princess. But one magician cannot break another’s spell without first finding the signature.”

“What signature?” Wolf asked.

“Every wizard has his own very unique signature wrapped into his or her spells,” Rygel explained.

“Unless one knows the signature, spells cannot be broken. It’s almost impossible to find someone’s signature. Especially when one is as smart as he is.”

I leaned forward. “You said ‘almost’.”

“I did, Princess,” Rygel said, his hands out palms up. “But it’s a daunting task. There’s another answer, though.”

Wolf raised his hand as though to clout Rygel upside his head. “Why didn’t you say so, you egotistical toad?”

Rygel flinched back. “I was getting to it, dammit.”

I covered my grin with my hand. “I strongly suggest you step lively, Rygel.”

Rygel glowered at Wolf, miffed. “I can block the spell. That way Ja’Teel can’t find Corwyn and all will be, well, perfect.”

Wolf growled, low in his throat. “Then get on it before I rearrange how your head sits on your neck.”
Muttering under his breath, Rygel stood up and strode behind Corwyn as he sat next to Rannon. I didn’t have to see his blue eyes widen, or his shoulders suddenly tense, or the flesh about his mouth pale to know his fear. For I felt it myself. While Rygel had benign, even friendly intentions, his power took the breath away.

If he used much power, I didn’t see it. Standing behind Corwyn, Rygel lightly touched his fingers to Corwyn’s head and shut his eyes for a long moment. Corwyn blinked in confusion several times before Rygel stepped lightly back and shrugged.

“’Tis done,” he said, sitting back down.

“Done?” I asked, bewildered. “What did you do?”

“Set a block,” he answered, in his most irritating drawl. “As I said I would.”

I leaned toward Wolf, catching his eyes. “Can I shoot him? Please?”

Wolf glanced from me to Rygel, then back again. He sighed, a deep mournful gust of breath. “While I wish with all my heart I could say knock yourself out,” he answered, “we need him.”

I eyed Rygel with scorn. “I disagree.”

Wolf massaged my knuckles with his fingers. “I promise you this, my dear lady. Once we’re out of Khalid for good, I’ll hold your – er – coat.”

“And this is the thanks I get,” Rygel snapped. “Ja’Teel can’t find Corwyn or us because of me and I’m to be shot? I ask you!”

“Just ignore him for the next six months,” Wolf advised.

“Depend on it,” I replied.

Rygel huffed in righteous indignation. “I am so unappreciated in my time.”

“Oh, you are appreciated, braud,” Wolf said, amiably clasping Rygel’s shoulder in his huge hand. “We just, um, hate you.”

“That’s good to know,” he replied acidly. “I feel ever so much better.” Rygel buried his aristocratic nose in his wine cup, muttering under his breath.


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