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Friday, October 13, 2017
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Saturday, August 5, 2017
Urania's suggestions for distraction: Relocation Without Dislocation by Ndeye Labadens
Urania's suggestions for distraction:
Relocation Without Dislocation: Make New Friends And keep the Old (Travels and Adventures of Ndeye Labadens Book 2)
by Ndeye Labadens
SYNOPSIS
Moving? Noooo!
Pain — Worry—- Stress —- Expenses
Relocation can be hard.
Don’t let moving defeat you!
You are leaving your friends and perhaps your family behind. Even if you are looking forward to moving, the logistics and the loneliness can be overwhelming. Especially, if the culture you are moving to is different from that to which you are used to.
This handy guide shows you how to move without hustle, pain, worries and uncontrolled expenses. Being prepared and aware of potential problems will help your move go much more smoothly.
Ndeye has moved several times in five different continents, this book provides many tips and resources for students, entrepreneurs, employees, and volunteers considering moving, but are overwhelmed at the prospect.
It is a great idea to network before you move.
Today's technology makes this possible.
Take the fear and anxiety of relocating by following this excellent advice.
With Ndeye’s help, you will move like a pro!
Ndeye’s from her experience shows how to enjoy the move, settle in quicker make new friends, richness your adventure while keeping the old ones. Through networking and other options detailed in this book.
Pain — Worry—- Stress —- Expenses
Relocation can be hard.
Don’t let moving defeat you!
You are leaving your friends and perhaps your family behind. Even if you are looking forward to moving, the logistics and the loneliness can be overwhelming. Especially, if the culture you are moving to is different from that to which you are used to.
This handy guide shows you how to move without hustle, pain, worries and uncontrolled expenses. Being prepared and aware of potential problems will help your move go much more smoothly.
Ndeye has moved several times in five different continents, this book provides many tips and resources for students, entrepreneurs, employees, and volunteers considering moving, but are overwhelmed at the prospect.
It is a great idea to network before you move.
Today's technology makes this possible.
Take the fear and anxiety of relocating by following this excellent advice.
With Ndeye’s help, you will move like a pro!
Ndeye’s from her experience shows how to enjoy the move, settle in quicker make new friends, richness your adventure while keeping the old ones. Through networking and other options detailed in this book.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ndeye Labadens is a multi-best-selling author, blogger and Vlogger, entrepreneur and World Traveler. She enrolled in a doctorate in Business Administration (DBA). With strong followings on Facebook, LinkedIn, Instagram and Twitter at @labadensndeye allowed her to detail her travels and experience to the enthusiastic audience.
Ndeye works as a consultant at www.lannconsultings.com. She helps other authors and small business owners.
STAND BY! I WILL UPDATE THIS POST WITH MY REVIEW VERY SOON!
Keep being distracted by reading,
Wednesday, May 10, 2017
New release: The Boy Next Door by Ella James.Giveaway and Review.

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The boy next door. That’s what he was. Dash Frasier—my hero from the day we met, when I was six and he was nine. His sister was my best friend, the three of us one happy crew. Then one sweaty summer night changed everything.
No one understood me like Dash. No one made me feel so loved. That’s why, when he skipped town, it wrecked me.
Now I’m older. Wiser. I’ve just snagged my dream job, writing at a film studio. The lead animator on my project? You guessed it.
He’s not the boy next door. Not anymore.
I’m guarding my heart this time.
But Dash has secrets that could break us both.

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Ella James is the USA Today bestselling author of sixteen teen and adult love stories. She's an angst-a-holic who loves exploring difficult situations and the emotions of the people caught up in them. Also, smut. But always, always romance.
Ella's obsessions include vanilla cream soda, hiking, other weird, crunchy things like rock collecting, and the antics of her three little monsters.
To find out more about her projects, follow her on Facebook at www.facebook.com/ellajamesbooks, tweet her at author_ellaj or follow her on Instagram (authorellajames).
Interested in the foreign rights for one of Ella’s books? Contact her agent, Rebecca Friedman, at rebecca@rfliterary.com.
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My Review:
Ella James has been one of my favourite authors since her “Stained” period. I have followed her as she shifted her books’ genre because she has this talent I always look for in a book: she makes the reader become involved into the plot. The same happened with ‘THE BOY NEXT DOOR”. The characters are vivid, letting the reader feel what they feel; smile when they are happy, frown at their misfortunes, empathize when the find themselves in their darkest moments.
Ella’s book has everything: it’s romantic and sensitive; it’s scorching hot; it takes you through the age of innocent, even traumatized, childhood to the exploration of life in puberty and the final settling in the early years of adulthood. I cherished every scene, my favourite being that of the first kiss on the roof.
Thank you, Ella, for letting us finally meet that boy next door - the romance of our tender years- and answer that question bothering us since then: what if…?
Keep being distracted by reading,
Thursday, April 27, 2017
Blog Tour Giveaway: Daughter of Etheron by Brandon Young
Daughter of Etheron
by Brandon Young
Genre: YA Space Fantasy
Release Date: April 18th 2017
Starforged Entertainment
Summary from Goodreads:
Born the children of the ruling family.
Betrayed by the ones that swore to protect them.
IN A SHATTERED GALAXY . . .
Siblings, Elenah and Teveran are thrust into a secret war of space magicians that will decide the fate of the galaxy.
But a darkness swells in the galactic depths, magicians wielding magic not seen for millennia, and as the struggle for power grows more desperate, the children might find themselves fighting on opposite sides of the conflict.
The first book in the Saga of the Magicus Eye.
Buy a copy HERE!
About the Author
Brandon Young is the debut author of the Saga of the Magicus Eye. He’s also a musician, gamer, and avid Star Wars fan living in Melbourne, Australia.
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Receive a free digital copy of Daughter of Etheron and the first novella in the Magicus expanded universe, Rebel and the Aeonseer! Simply fill-in the signup form to receive monthly updates on the Saga of the Magicus Eye, and automatically go into the draw to be one of ten winners! This giveaway expires at midnight on May 12, 2017 (AEST), with winners being notified that weekend.
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EXCERPT : Elenah
After escaping from her homeworld of Etheron, Elenah has arrived at the spaceport of Mokuura for refueling, alongside two unlikely allies...
Elenah leapt out of the Voyager, her shoes slapping the glossy stone of the overflowing spaceport. Lights flashed across every surface, amber and blue and occasionally vibrant greens, but the city was not colourful. The sky was black, and there were no stars nor a sun. Shivering in the chill air, Elenah pulled her grey sweater across her blouse and exercised her cold hands.
“There’s a lot more people here than I remember,” Oswald said, ushering Eukaloo from the shuttle. Elenah watched the Troff, whose thin face swivelled upon his long, grey neck as he took in these new surroundings. His large, yellow eyes darted about. The light slithered across his greenish-grey skin, slipping in the cracks between his reptilian scales.
“You’re bringing him?” Elenah asked.
“Not because I like him. Because I don’t trust these people not to kidnap him,” Oswald said as he led them briskly away from the ship, and through an archway that became a broad tunnel.
“I thought it was locked with a protective—”
“If you’d looked around, you’d find that Mokuura is not a Free World. There are magicians here and all breeds of other dodgy sorts. Just keep your eyes on the road and don’t stare.” Elenah wondered what made Eukaloo so special, and what Oswald needed of him, but her thoughts were soon whisked away as she glanced up and around and examined the city.
Windows overlooked a dark metropolis to either side of them. Ships hovered steadily through lanes in the sky. Buildings rose up awkwardly, jutting unevenly into the great dark. Elenah realised it was the first extra-terrestrial world she’d ever stepped foot on. It was also nothing like she’d imagined. Cold, dead, depressing.
“It’s certainly become a lot grimmer,” Oswald said, tipping his top hat so it shaded his face. He brushed a curl of brown hair out of his eyes. “But that’s not saying much.”
“Why is it so bad?” Elenah asked.
“Who knows? One day, I’m sure this place won’t even exist.”
They skirted to the side as a short creature passed them through the tunnel. Is that another Troff? Elenah wondered, glancing at its yellow bulb-like eyes and grey reptilian skin. Walking several strides behind him was a taller nonhuman with broad pink arms ringed with tattoos, and a snout that stuck pointedly from the centre of his face.
They emerged from the tunnel and into some sort of shanty town, with buildings that looked fit for slaves: slanted corrugated roofs, sphere-shaped lamps hanging from the eaves, trashcans spewing papers and scrap metal. Elenah clutched the straps of her knapsack tightly, afraid that somebody might steal it—not that it contained anything of value.
“Best you don’t talk to these folk,” Oswald told her, leaning close. “They’ll do anything to swindle, bribe or murder you.” Elenah followed his eyes towards an old lady sitting in front of a burrowed-out building, proffering a grey tankard that rattled with chits. Beneath the soot and scraggly hair, Elenah could’ve sworn that was a human.
She averted her eyes and quickened her pace to keep up with him. “What are they?”
“Beggars,” he said. “Quite unfortunate. Nobody wants to live in a place like this. And if anybody says otherwise, don’t believe them.” Elenah screwed up her face as a bad smell wafted past. “Most of these people, they’re either hiding from something...or they’re just trapped here.”
“I hope nobody steals your ship,” Elenah said, wishing they’d walk a little faster. The beggars were everywhere, sitting along the skirts of winding roads, smoking, playing dice and cards, scrounging through the trashcans. They reminded her of rats, flitting about, and she wondered why nobody tried to help them. “Will they hurt us?”
“Not if you keep your distance,” Oswald said. “Come here.” He turned a corner and led them out of the town. Buildings here rose two or three times higher, but they remained dark and crooked. Other people lurked among the shadows. They scurried about with backpacks or grey sacks, riffled through fried vehicles and toppled structures. Scavengers. The only thing that hadn’t changed was the acrid, sweaty smell clinging to the air.
“Now, this might be difficult,” Oswald said awkwardly, hauling Eukaloo to a stop and rounding on them outside a shop lit with amber lamplight. The sign was written in glowing alien strokes. A bald-headed creature stood behind the counter with greasy yellow skin. He had one customer: a guy whose face was concealed by a high brown collar, whose eyes were metal spheres that rolled about, blinking red and white. “It might end up taking longer than I would like it to. If you want to take a wander, just don’t go too far.”
Elenah nodded, and Oswald also did—just a little less surely. Then he stepped away with Eukaloo and vanished amidst the crowds. Elenah couldn’t help but notice how well they seemed to blend in. She shouldn’t have been surprised; after all, Oswald was a criminal.
Brandon's Guest Post: The Saga of the Magicus Eye
In a galaxy forged in the debris of a magical explosion...
We enter a war of military might and magic where secret armies collide and an ancient foe threatens to topple the stability of the galaxy. Enter the Saga of the Magicus Eye, a brand new space fantasy epic told in two narrative threads spanning thousands of years:
The Main Sequence is the primary story thread, a series of novels broken up into multiple story arcs beginning with Daughter of Etheron—the first in a trilogy. As the main sequence progresses, we will see reoccurring characters, locations and themes, as well as how they and the galaxy they live in change over generations of warfare and revolution.
Daughter of Etheron is the perfect place to start as it minimizes the learning curve exponentially. In writing it, I knew the story needed to fulfil a number of functions. It had to:
- Introduce readers to a brand new galaxy
- Establish the state of the galaxy
- Have a satisfying ending
- Set the stage for something exciting to come
So I came up with the simple story thread of a girl who leaves her homeworld for the first time, so as to put her in the reader’s shoes, with the simple quest of finding her brother—which can be easily accomplished in a 100,000-word novel. Meanwhile, a secondary thread follows her brother as he learns about the more mystical aspects of the galaxy under the tutelage of a powerful magician—which in turn introduces us to another important element of the saga: magic.
The use of multiple viewpoints was a conscious choice made in the early stages of idea development. I specifically chose to include a diverse set of characters (human, non-human, old and young) in order to reveal many different aspects of the galaxy and ensure this novel worked as a strong launching point for the rest of the saga.
However, it is not a necessary starting point...
The Expanded Universe serves as a companion to the main sequence, a series of standalone novellas and short stories designed to expand on characters and events mentioned and starring in the main sequence. The EU is not required reading in order to understand the main sequence, although new readers could potentially start here so as to try a smaller story before delving into the meat of the saga. The first novella was released simultaneously to Daughter of Etheron, and is entitled Rebel and the Aeonseer: a story about the birth of the rebellion and the supernatural creatures that set things into motion. Rebel will be included free with every purchase of Daughter of Etheron, but can also be purchased on its own for the low price of $1.99AUD (or about $1.50USD). I’m also excited about the first short story, A Perfect Doom, releasing later this year for free.
I had a lot of fun writing the first two instalments in the Saga of the Magicus Eye, and I hope you’ll come along for the ride and find something you like within its pages!
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Thursday, April 20, 2017
Book Blast Civeaway:Elsekind by Celeste Hollister

Title: Elsekind
Author: Celeste Hollister
Published: April 20th, 2017
Publisher: Black Rose Writing
Genre: YA Fantasy
Synopsis: Kex Mardugal is half human, half something… Else. With her dark skin and wild eyes, humankind considers her a soulless abomination. In the face of prejudice, Kex has carved a place for herself in human society. She earned the rank of King’s Champion, securing a position of strength within her homeland.
This attracts the attention of an inscrutable sorcerer who entreats Kex to join his party of warriors to fight against an enigmatic evil threatening to overtake their world.
But conflicts within the party undermine their ability to work together. All the while, their enemy, a strange and powerful demon, steadily gains strength, commanding deadly storms and legions of curselings to spread its blight across the land.
As an Elsekind, Kex discovers that she alone can define her code of honor in order to fight against the monsters of the world.
This attracts the attention of an inscrutable sorcerer who entreats Kex to join his party of warriors to fight against an enigmatic evil threatening to overtake their world.
But conflicts within the party undermine their ability to work together. All the while, their enemy, a strange and powerful demon, steadily gains strength, commanding deadly storms and legions of curselings to spread its blight across the land.
As an Elsekind, Kex discovers that she alone can define her code of honor in order to fight against the monsters of the world.
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Excerpt from Elsekind by Celeste Hollister:
Kex and Hailan
Kex curled her knees tight against her chest. She breathed in slow, deep breaths. Her weapon felt cold beneath her palm. Rough boards rasped against her cheek as she pressed her face to the floor. Muffled footsteps approached – barefoot, if she had to guess. She tightened her fist around the weapon and waited. The angle was wrong, but she was too small to overpower him in a close fight. She would rely on quickness and the element of surprise. He would never think to find her here.
Her pulse quickened as the footfalls paused. The door opened on a well-oiled hinge. A sphere of lamplight revealed two hairy ankles, and – just as she hoped – two naked feet. Kex drew a breath and waited.
Closer, she thought. Come closer. I dare you.
Lamplight and legs loomed nearer but still out of reach. The lamp's handle squeaked as he set it upon the table. Then he turned and shuffled forward, giving her an unpleasant glimpse of his toenails. Inches away, then half-inches, then precisely where she wanted him.
Kex lashed out, stabbing down into the top of his foot. He howled and hopped – as she hoped – and she kicked out, her heel connecting with his ankle, knocking his other foot out from beneath him.
He scrabbled to his side, quick for his size, but by then she had used his own leg to haul herself from beneath the bed. She vaulted astride him, pressing her weapon to his freshly-shaven throat.
“Where is it?” she hissed.
Eyes wide, he glanced from her to the weapon pressed into his neck.
“Oh, by the Saints,” he moaned.
She bore down, sinking it deeper into his skin. “I asked you a question.”
He stammered, then refocused. “Is that a fork?”
“Aye.” The skin blanched around the tines as she leaned her weight into it. “I can make you bleed with a fork.”
“I think you already did,” he whined. She noted that he lay very, very still as he said, “C'mon, Kex, what's this about?”
She narrowed her eyes. “Don't play around, Hailan Chase. You know well what I want.”
“Nope.” Hailan carefully shook his head. “Not me.”
“I may not kill you with this,” Kex said through her teeth. She bore down enough to make him squirm. “But I will maim you – four perfect little cuts – and everywhere you go, from this day forward, everyone will know that Lady Kex took you down with a utensil.”
“Oh, Lady, is it?” Hailan said.
“Don't change the subject,” she said. “Where is my book?”
“Hmm... Book?”
“The Codex, damn it. Where is it?”
Hailan raised his hands. “Xylo has it.”
“Your sister?” Kex clicked her tongue.
“She's awful clever.”
“She's eight.”
Kex felt his weight shift. She knew this maneuver. If he thought he was going to roll her, she had to ensure he was too frightened to try. She flicked her wrist, caught the fork with her left hand, and positioned it above his eye.
His dilating pupils told her all she needed to know. He wouldn't be moving. He might not dare to breathe.
“It is my Mother's book,” Kex said. “I want it back.”
Hailan swallowed several gulps of air. “She's a curious girl, my sister. You're the only Elsekind she's ever seen.”
Kex hissed through her teeth. Hailan cringed.
She said, “Xylo's seen Alusians.”
“That's different,” he said. “You're different. I mean, not different, not like Halfkin different, but you're not the same.” He moaned. “You know what I mean.”
Kex eased back but kept the fork pointed at his face. Yes, she knew what he meant. All too well. “With my permission, Xylo may borrow any object in my possession. But you will not take them without asking. Nod if you understand.”
Hailan nodded. He looked like he might be sick.
“Go now and fetch it back,” Kex said. She got to her feet and moved to the door. “I will meet you and Aralund on the pitch in one half hour.”
Hailan massaged his neck. As she opened the door, he said, “Kex, I was only playing.”
Though she saw his sincerity, she could not afford to soften. She said, “I know that. Which is why you I leave you unharmed.” With a smirk, she added, “Well. Mostly.”

About the Author:
Celeste Hollister is a novelist, a mom, a travel writer, and willing cat minion. She writes books for people who struggle with racial identity and LGBT+ representation. She graduated from Texas State University with a degree in writing, taught in urban schools for a decade, and lived in South Korea for a year. She loves wine, cookies, traveling abroad, and fanfiction. Currently, she lives in San Marcos with her lovely boyfriend and fabulous daughter.
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- $20 Amazon gift card.
Giveaway is International. Ends April 24th at 11:59 PM EST
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Saturday, April 8, 2017
Book Blitz Giveaway:Summer of Irreverence - The Rock Star by Cathrine Goldstein
Monday, April 3, 2017
Thursday, September 15, 2016
Blog tour giveaway:Angelic Anarchy, Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy by J.P. Epperson
Angelic Anarchy
by J.P. Epperson
Genre: Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy
Release Date: September 6th 2016
Summary:
Where there is goodness, evil is sure to follow. Where there is light, darkness is never far behind.
Belleeza isn’t the angel your parents told you about as a child. She’s a weapon. A warrior. But even warriors have their weaknesses—and even warriors can have their hearts broken. Betrayed by the only man she’s ever loved, Belleeza throws herself into an unusual mission to find a missing teenage boy. But the treacherous path she finds herself on could lead her closer towards the darkness than she had ever imagined—perhaps even into the depths of Hell itself. And what about Colton, the beautiful angel turned demon who trampled all over her heart?
Betrayals, secrets, torture, and passion. Be careful what you wish for—Heaven on Earth might just be more than you bargained for.
Buy Link: Amazon
JP Epperson lives in Atlanta, Georgia. She is a lover of all things fantasy and paranormal. When not writing or sitting with her head in a book she enjoys spending time with her husband and two sons. JP is a lover of the outdoors and her second home is a tent in the woods curled up with a book next to a campfire.
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Excerpt
CHAPTER 1
Scalding
hot water traced the scars along my back as I placed my hands against the stone
shower wall. As a warrior angel I have survived several years of battle, but
not unscathed. I have many battle wounds—most of which reside on my back and
arms. Wounds from human weapons we tend to heal without a problem; wounds by
the weapons of angels and demons are not so forgiving.
After
weeks of searching for him, last night I finally caught up with the demon I had
been hunting. He put up a ferocious fight and my muscles were still aching
despite the heat of the shower but I would be getting briefed on my next case
soon so reluctantly I reached out and turned off the faucet.
Just
before I stepped out of the shower, I froze. The air changed, and I knew that I
was no longer alone. Don’t ask me how I knew because I couldn’t tell you. Not
really. There was no pop, or bells; no flash of light, breezes, or anything
like that. It was as if there was just the slightest shift in the air. I braced
for attack, reached my right hand behind my back, and unsheathed a sword that
wasn’t there a moment before. My heavenly relics—my weapons—are always there
when I need them and never when I don’t. Where they go when I am unarmed, I
have no idea. All that matters to me is that they are there when I reach for
them.
With
my left foot, I kicked open the glass door and stepped out into the empty
bathroom, dripping wet. Utterly naked but for my sword. I peeked around the
door and slowly entered my bedroom.
“What
do you want?” I said to the empty room, making my voice as calm as possible.
“Relax,
Beauty, I’m completely unarmed,” said a humored voice without a face. “You’re
looking just as scrumptious as the last time we faced each other.”
A
dark-haired figure walked in, full of ease, and leaned against my bedroom door,
crossing his feet. He had an apple from my dining-room table in his hand. I
spun my sword, placing the tip of it into his throat the moment he walked
through the door. He brought the apple to his mouth, rubbed it against his
shirt, and took a big bite, looking as though he didn’t have a care in the
world.
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