#RELEASEBLITZ Irrational Behavior: An Imperfect Past Novel by @SE_Felida @bookenthupromo #giveaway

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Book Title: Irrational Behavior
Author: S.E. Felida
Genre: Woman’s Fiction, Chit Lit, Romantic Suspense
Release Date: December 26, 2015
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Just when Leona finally started to believe that maybe, just maybe, her future was written in the stars – that she was one of those girls destined for a happily ever after – her life takes a dramatic turn for the worse as she finds herself standing face to face with the man who destroyed her childhood. Will this brutal encounter push her into a nightmare world again, or is the love that she shares with Nathaniel going to be strong enough to keep her from turning into the person she despised the most, and erase all those bad memories once and for all?
Find out in Irrational Behavior: An Imperfect Past Novel (Incredible Dreams Series book two)

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After tossing and turning for a few hours, I decided to get up and take a hot shower in the hopes that it would help me fall asleep easier. I took off my clothes and stepped into the shower, closing my eyes and letting the hot water beat on my face; I could feel the tension in my shoulders dissipate as I stood there. Just as I went to reach for my chamomile exfoliating scrub, the room was plunged into darkness. I felt someone’s presence in the room before even seeing anyone. My heart started beating rapidly and my mind immediately jumped back to the person who had broken into my house a little while ago. My first instinct was to scream at the top of my lungs for Alexandra and Alyssa, but then I remembered that they weren’t home.
Footsteps started walking away in the opposite direction… whoever was in there with me ran out of the bathroom in a hurry and closed the door with a bang. Every single hair on my neck stood up straight. I quickly shut off the water and felt around me to find the vanity, clinging onto it for balance and guidance as I opened the top drawer to remove a candle and some matches from it. My fingers were trembling like crazy yet somehow, I managed to light the candle anyway. I grabbed a towel with my left hand and secured it around my body, tiptoeing as quietly as possible towards the door with my heart beating in my throat. I had no idea what to expect on the other side, so I tried to steady my nerves and slowly pushed the door open. After I’d inspected the hallway, I started walking toward the basement to go check the fuses. I walked straight toward the main breaker box and opened the gray lid. Just as expected, there’s nothing wrong with them. Suddenly, I was pulled out of my thoughts when a hand positioned itself on my shoulder and another one slapped the candle right out of my hand.
Once again total darkness fell over me. I let out a colossal scream while I tried to struggle free from his tight grip. I screamed and screamed until he pressed his hand against my mouth. He started laughing like a mad man and told me to pipe down. “No one is going to hear you, dear. There’s no one here!” His voice was strangely electronic as if it had been altered by one of those voice changers. “I’ve been looking forward to having you all to myself and this time, Nathaniel isn’t around to help you out.”
His words snapped me right out of my weak moment, they made me feel so stupid for the way I feared someone who wasn’t even man enough to show me his true identity. I desperately wanted to know who this man was and before I knew it, I dug my heel into his right foot with everything I had in me. He cursed at me and loosened his grip, giving me an opportunity to elbow him right in the crotch. He let go and I wriggled free, moving away faster than I’d ever did in my life. I couldn’t see a thing, not even a sliver of light passed through the basement. I didn’t know where the door was, I didn’t even know where the stairs were until I tripped on the bottom step and fell face down on the staircase. I sighed in relief, but before I got the chance to stand up straight the man attacked me from behind.
That’s when I heard Aaron yelling my name. “Leona! Leona,” he bellowed. “Where are you?”   

The man covered my mouth and held something cold and metal against my cheek. “If you want to make it out of here alive, I suggest you shut the fuck up and keep perfectly still.” My breath caught in my throat as I felt, what could only be described as a gun dig into my cheek. I could barely breathe as I watched my entire life flash right in front of me. My unshed tears started burning in my eyes, I couldn’t do anything else but close my eyes and let them out.

Praise

BooksandBeyondFiftyShades rated it *****

This is not a standalone book, you have to read Part # 1 Incredible Dreams, to get to know the characters and their stories (and you must).
Loved this story it was funny, beautiful, sad and exciting all at the same time. The characters drew you in from the start and it was a really good read. I would recommend this Story!

BookHeathens rated it *****

Just when things look like they are going right for Leona and Nate things go crazy for them. Honestly if you try to give a review you will be spoiling is amazing book………all I can say is you will be turning the pages, picking your jaw up from the floor, swearing, crying and all the time trying to piece this book together.

Meet the Author

author photoS.E. Felida was born in Curaçao, but she’s currently living in Holland with her husband and their three boys. Growing up, she loved to read as many books as she could get her hands on and began writing short stories and poetry at the age of eleven.

S.E. Felida writes Steamy-Romance Novels with Nerve-racking Suspense, and she recently re-released the first installment in her Incredible Dreams Series “Incredible Dreams” on October 29, 2015. The second and final part in her series “Irrational Behavior: An Imperfect Past Novel” was re-released on December 23, 2015.
S.E. Felida is currently working on a full-length, stand-alone novel “Joey’s Girl.” Expected release date Spring 2016!!
For more info, please visit her website http://www.se-felida.nl.

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Patricia Yager Delagrange – Moon Over Alcatraz – Release Blitz and #giveaway

Women’s Fiction
Date Published: November 15, 2015

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Brandy Chambers was looking forward to the birth of her first child. She and Weston move from San Francisco to the small town of Alameda to start a family, she’s writing her second book, and Weston has a fantastic job working on the Oakland-San Francisco Bay Bridge project. Having this baby would make her already-wonderful life perfect.
But when the baby dies after a difficult birth, Brandy’s perfect life blows up in her face. Stricken with grief, she and Weston pull apart. This new distance leads them both to disaster. Not until a chance encounter with her high school friend, Edward Barnes, does Brandy pull herself together. Brandy and Weston agree to recommit to each other, striving to forgive infidelity and recreate their previous existence.
Everything is once again going according to plan—until Brandy discovers she’s pregnant. While she struggles to cope with this new obstacle, Edward Barnes returns to town and discovers she’s having a baby, while Weston is torn between his love for his wife and his anger at her betrayal. Can Brandy manage to keep her marriage to Weston together? Will Edward be a part of Brandy’s life if she and Weston separate?
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“Breathe, Brandy, breathe.”
Weston’s voice came from the side of the hospital bed where I lay propped up, knees bent to accommodate Dr. Farney checking to see how far my cervix had dilated.
Gritting my teeth, eyes shut, I inhaled through my nose. The pungent odor of sweat wafted through my nostrils. I imagined the crest of a deep-blue wave curling over, white foam churning, crashing down, wave after wave speeding toward the edge of a sandy beach.
But I couldn’t take in a full breath. I opened my mouth, tried sucking in air, lungs on fire, the pain like a serrated knife to my belly, hands flailing, slapping the sides of the bed to get Weston’s attention.
“She can’t breathe.” I could hear the panic in his voice. He was scared. So was I. Is this how a first delivery is supposed to go?
Dr. Farney’s voice tore through the delivery room. “The baby’s heart rate is slowing.”
A plastic mask lowered over my mouth and nose, and a steady flow of oxygen began pouring through. I shifted my gaze to the right. Weston’s eyes were riveted on my lower body, his brows dipped down, mouth set in a tight line.
“What’s wrong?” I shouted, my voice muffled beneath the mask. Weston leaned down, his body blocking the glare of the overhead lights.
“Take deep breaths. They’re using forceps to get the baby out.” He gripped my hand and squeezed then edged toward the foot of the bed. “Doctor, is the baby okay?”
“Umbilical cord’s wrapped around her neck. She’s twisted in the birth canal.”
Dr. Farney’s voice sounded achingly calm.
Wrapped around her neck…twisted in the birth canal…My baby girl had been due in early June, but she was being born three weeks early. However, Dr. Farney had urged us not to worry.
The pain was beyond bad. It was excruciating. Suddenly the pressure in my groin subsided. I inhaled one deep breath, then another, and my lower body deflated like a leaky tire.
“The baby’s not…She’s not breathing,” Weston whispered.
A deafening silence splintered through the room.
I tugged on Weston’s hand. He twisted his head in my direction, tears glistening along his lower lashes.
My mind registered the screams, but my ears heard only the wild thumping of my heart as flecks of black clouded my vision.
Weston opened the front door of our house on Lauren Drive just a few blocks away from the hospital and I stepped through the threshold. Every chair, each pillow in the front room looked as if it had been reupholstered in drab, lifeless material. Walls, knickknacks, rugs took on an alien quality. I was seeing them for the first time with a new pair of eyes, filtered through a veil of tragedy and disappointment.
I sat on the couch, squinting out the window. Tiny sparrows flitted between the branches of the oak trees in our front yard. The warmer than average May weather had wilted the white petunias and pink geraniums cascading over the sides of the hanging baskets on the front porch. I’d have to water them soon.
Maybe if I closed my eyes when I awakened all of this would not have happened. Resting my hands on my stomach, I felt the place where she’d lived for nine months. Now only a small bulge remained which would be gone in a month or two. There was no baby inside of me. There was no baby outside of me. There was no baby, period.
A heavy blanket of guilt hung across my shoulders like a woolen shroud. I’d destroyed our happiness. On the other side of the room my mother’s gilt-edged mirror reflected an image — a woman with an empty womb, a black void for a uterus. My body had betrayed me. Unable to give birth to a healthy baby, I couldn’t give my husband the child we’d been waiting for nine long months.
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Born and raised in the San Francisco Bay Area, Patricia  attended St. Mary’s College, studied her junior year at the University of Madrid, received her B.A. in Spanish at UC Santa Barbara then went on to get a Master’s degree in Education at Oregon State University. She lives with her husband and two teenage children in Alameda, across the bay from San Francisco, along with two very large chocolate labs, Annabella and her son Jack. Patricia’s Friesian horse Maximus lives in the Oakland hills in a stall with a million dollar view.
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#BlogTour The Unexpected Series by Claudia Burgoa

Series – The Unexpected Series
By – Claudia Burgoa

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Unlike Any Other

AJ
The name AJ Colthurst may not have any meaning to the public eye, but it should, as I’m the daughter of two famous celebrities. Like any superstar, they crave privacy; so much of it, they built a house in the middle of nowhere for us children. As we grew older, we discovered the lies they built as a fort to protect us from the media, ended up causing emotional damage along the way.

I carry a portion of the guilt on my shoulders; the other part I discovered is the separation of my parents. Their unorthodox ways may have driven me bonkers, but knowing they are no longer together is unacceptable.
That’s why I decided to rattle their cage by reminding at least one of my parents of the past and the reason they belong together. They need to remember why their love is so perfect and why they have to fight to keep it alive. Even if it means I have to dredge up some of my own painful memories along the way.
Gabe
Back in the early eighties, I set myself to succeed in the financial world. The first step had been moving to New York City to become a stockbroker, but things didn’t work out the way I had hoped. Instead, I ended up making movies and by the end of the decade, Gabe Colt had become a famous name. The downside to my career of choice: the paparazzi. In order to protect my family and our privacy, I maintained my family away from the circus. It had been for their own good; a decision we had made before we started our family.

However, those past decisions ended up chasing my entire family away and now I’m trying to put the pieces back together along with my little girl.

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Unsurprisingly Complicated

AJ
The lies between my parents and I came to light and now I’m working on a new life for myself. Along the way, I have my trusty superhero, Mason, to lean on when I have a hard time standing or when my crazy ex-boyfriend continues to feel he has a claim on me.

Porter has trouble understanding that there hasn’t been an ‘us’ for more than three years plus all the issues he had brought upon himself. My father was right, drugs do kill. My other concern is the growing feelings I am having regarding Mason. There’s something between us I want to explore but I keep getting mixed signals. Here, I thought that after telling my parents about my lies and having their full support, things wouldn’t be as complicated as they are.

Mason
My parents divorced before I even made my entrance into this world. My father has been obsessed with that love for years while my mother searches for love in all the wrong places. I don’t want a place to call home or a girl I can claim as mine. Except… Ainsley Janine –better known as ‘Nine’—has some special power that makes me question my preferences. The more I try to stay away from her, the more she pulls me closer.

Exploring the possibilities of having something steady in my life isn’t a problem; it’s the long term that worries me. In addition to that, the scumbag she dated years ago keeps popping up everywhere we go. If I could use my license to kill, maybe I can stop worrying about one thing and concentrate on what to do with the green eyed girl who keeps me awake most nights.

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Uncharted

Jacob
As a rule, men don’t grow up believing in a happily ever after. We don’t believe in meeting the love of our lives; or the white picket fence, and 2.5 children. Every man thinks that those stupid dreams or fantasies are just nonexistent shit until it happens to them. We should have been forewarned.

I wish I was prepared for someone to appear in my life and change all my priorities. I suddenly wanted that fence and children. The part of meeting the love of my life became very real, but I wasn’t ready for suddenly losing it all, and my life plummeting into this shithole forever.

The heartbreak of losing your soulmate is one of the worst pains you will ever live with. I should campaign and warn the young people. Vaccinate against love because if you lose it, you could lose yourself for the rest of your life. The burden on your back will forever mark you and wither away your soul, darkening your days and the rest of your natural life.
This isn’t false advertisement or a dramatic display of one bitter soul.

Pria
I fought by my mother’s side until her last breath, and tried to help my father until his last memories dissipated. My sister is the last one standing, but her life is a miracle that can end at any given moment. All my life I’ve never been alone, but always felt lonely.

Today, my options on how to live my life are endless, yet my heart and my best friend limit them. Stay in Seattle, close to the one person that will never let me inside his world.

The thug, as mom would’ve called him. A man with a bad boy attitude and a heart bigger than the ocean.

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Born on the mystical day of October 30th in the not so mystical lands of Mexico City, Claudia grew up with a childhood that resembled a caffeine-injected soap opera. Seventeen years ago she ventured to the lands of her techie husband—a.k.a. the U.S.—with their offspring to start a new adventure.

She now lives in Colorado working as a CFO for a small IT company, managing her household filled with three confused dogs, said nerd husband, two daughters wrought with fandoms and a son who thinks he’s the boss of the house. To survive she works continually to find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she consumes high quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity intact.

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Book Blitz-The Christmas Bridge by Elyse Douglas @douglaselyse @bookenthupromo

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Book Title: The Christmas Bridge
Author: Elyse Douglas
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Women’s Fiction
Release Date: September 15, 2015
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A First Love. A Second Chance.

A young widow travels to New York on business a few days before Christmas. She has reluctantly made a date with a lover she hasn’t seen in 20 years, and she is nervous and apprehensive. Twenty years before, she made a difficult decision that has both troubled and haunted her ever since. She knows she’s about to come face-to-face with her past and she’s hoping for some redemption and resolution. She also wonders if she can somehow pick up where she left off 20 years ago and start again.

An exciting chance encounter changes everything. Now, not only will she face the past with hope to rekindle an old romance, but there is the possibility that this chance meeting will bring her love and happiness she never thought possible.

Once again, she will have to choose. She will have to make the right decision. She will have to believe that Christmas miracles can still happen.

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At the center of the bridge, Olivia stopped, hearing a saxophone in the distance, the musician softly playing Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas. It was a lovely moment, as snow fell and a gentle, cool wind caressed her face. She leaned against the railing, smiling with pleasure, taking in the railing features, its gothic cinquefoils and interlaced spiral designs. She was reminded of the many sketches she’d drawn of them and of the surrounding paths, the lights, the trees and the skyline over Fifth Avenue that rises up from the trees.

All the anxiety suddenly vanished, just like it always had when she’d visited the bridge. She felt calm and hopeful. She felt revitalized. It was wonderful to feel that girlish freedom again—living life unplanned and uncalculated in the timeless contentment of the bridge, her bridge.

She remained for a long time, and although she was cold and hungry, she didn’t want to leave. She hadn’t felt so light and peaceful in years.

She was vaguely aware of someone approaching from the opposite side of the bridge, and wandering toward her. There were plenty of people around, so Olivia wasn’t concerned for her safety. The figure stopped only a few feet away from her. From the corner of her eye, she saw it was a man. He leaned against the railing, gazing out.

They stood there for a time, watching, listening to the music, before he spoke.

“I love it here,” he said, almost at a whisper.

Olivia didn’t respond. She glanced at him with a certain suspicion and reluctance. To her surprise, he was quite good looking. He was in his middle 30’s, hatless, with plenty of brownish hair. He was wearing an expensive Italian leather jacket, blue jeans and white silk scarf.

She lowered her gaze when he continued.

“I always feel better after I’ve been here. Always feel easy. Whenever I have to make a big decision, I either come here or I picture myself here.”

Olivia didn’t respond, aware he wasn’t looking at her. His eyes were fixed on the water and the distant glow of the Fifth Avenue skyline.

Olivia gathered her nerve, but she didn’t look at him. “And do you have a big decision to make?”

He turned, and it seemed to Olivia that he was seeing her for the first time. His eyes cleared and he focused on her. It occurred to her that he may have been talking to himself, completely oblivious to her.

He pocketed his bare hands, nodding. “Yeah… Yeah, I do have a big decision to make.”

Olivia studied him. He was tall and well-built, with a pleasant, handsome face. It was a “boy back home” kind of handsome, appealing and trusting.

He shrugged, loosely. “So here I am, at my crossroads, as my mother used to say.”

They stood, staring, listening to the sax player. “Good music. He really puts you in the Christmas spirit, doesn’t he?” the man asked.

Olivia turned toward the sound and smiled. “Yes, it’s quite lovely.”

“You must be from the South. Georgia…maybe Tennessee?”

“Kentucky.”

“I like Kentucky. I’ve been there. Been to Louisville and Lexington.”

Olivia just nodded, not looking at him directly.

“What about you?” the man asked. “Do you have a decision to make or are you just sightseeing?”

Olivia looked down, her mouth forming a half smile. “I made my decision a long time ago.”

“Oh, I see. And was it a good decision?” he asked, quietly.

Olivia shrugged. “Yes and no, like most things in life.”

“Yeah… like most things, I guess. There’s some good and some bad in everything, so you just have to go for it and hope there’s more good than bad.”

Olivia breathed in, feeling the cold seep into her bones. “It’s cold tonight.”

“Yeah. Going down to 25 degrees, or so the weather people say.”

And then there was an awkward silence. Each wanted to say something to keep the conversation going, but the words wouldn’t come.

“Well… I should go,” Olivia said, but she hesitated. She didn’t want to go.

He studied her, and his gaze was direct before it drifted away. “Maybe you could give me some advice.”

Olivia blinked. “Oh, I don’t know about that. I’m not so good at taking my own advice.”

He grinned. “I doubt that. You seem like the well-grounded type. The steady, confident type. Like you don’t need many warm-up pitches in the bullpen before you go to the mound to throw three strikes and win the game.”

Olivia laughed a little, and she saw it pleased him. She’d never heard that line before. “Well… I don’t really know what to say. I was never very good in sports. I was all legs and tangled feet.”

“My name’s Brett, by the way. I hope I’m not bothering you. It’s just that…I don’t know you from anybody, and I could use an-anybody-I-don’t-know right now…well to help me with this thing—with my decision.”

Olivia wasn’t sure about Brett. He seemed genuine, but maybe he was a practiced New York manipulator.

“I don’t think I’m the one to help you,” she said. “I’m sure you have good friends who know you and could give you good advice.”

“Yeah, I’ve got a lot of good friends, that’s for sure but…” he paused, sighing. “Well, let me put it this way, they see me a certain way and it’s hard for them to see me any other way. Do you know what I mean?”

Olivia looked up slowly, tilting her head, as if trying to read him better. “I’m not sure I do know what you mean.”

“I could explain it to you,” he said.

“I really should go,” Olivia said, ducking her head and moving the strap of her purse from one shoulder to the other. “It was nice meeting you, Brett, and I hope you make the right choice. I hope you find the right person to give you advice.”

She turned and started to walk away.

He called after her. “Did you make the right choice a long time ago?”

She stopped, abruptly. When she turned back to him, she thought he looked distressed.

He moved toward her and then stopped. “Can I buy you a drink?” he asked, hope in his eyes. “Or Coffee? Food? A hotdog? I have this strong gut feeling you could really help me with my decision.”

Olivia considered his offer.

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Meet the Author

Elyse Douglas is the pen name for the husband and wife writing team of Elyse Parmentier and Douglas Pennington. Elyse’s mother was a painter and her father a textile consultant. Elyse began writing poems and short stories at an early age, and graduated with a degree in English Literature. Douglas grew up in a family of musicians, astrologers and avid readers. His great grandfather lived to be a 134 years old, and was the oldest man in the world when he died in 1922.

Some of Elyse Douglas’ novels include: “The Other Side of Summer,” “Christmas For Juliet,” “Wanting Rita,” “The Christmas Diary”, “The Summer Diary and “The Christmas Bridge.” They live in New York City.

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#Bookreview of Should’ve Said No by Tracy March

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MY REVIEW

This book involves the romance between Lindsey Simms and Carden Crenshaw and reminded me of a modern day, Romeo and Juliet, but with an added mystery twist.

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Lindsey is a happy-go-lucky, courageous woman who travels from D.C. to take a job 1839 miles away in Thistle Bend, Colorado, population 1519, to be a curator for a new museum in the Wildflower Capital of Colorado.

However, complications arise when she meets her star-crossed lover, Carden Crenshaw, the sexy, most eligible bachelor of Colorado.

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Little does she know, there is a long standing feud between Lindsey’s relatives, the Karlssons and the Crenshaws, that she is about to become involved in and expected to solve to prominently display in the new museum.

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With Lindsey’s warmheartedness, she takes on the quest with passion. To solve the mystery of the Karlson/Crenshaw feud, Lindsey seeks out stories from the residents of this small town, especially the old Montgomery sisters, Milly and Merri.

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Lindsey is able to solve the hundred year old mystery but at what cost to her family, friends, and her relationship with Carden? This book reminded me of a modern day version of Romeo and Juliet with a great added twist of mystery that kept me wanting more.

I give this book four out of four “teddybears”. (See Rating System Page above)

This book is available for pre-order on Amazon for $2.99 and will be available on November 24, 2015.

I was given this ARC from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. My review is based upon my opinions alone in the reading of this book.