New Release: Everything Is Yours – An Everything Novella by K.L. Shandwick

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Everything Is Yours – A novella to accompany the Everything Trilogy

 

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Being Floridian born and bred, Alfie Black didn’t usually ‘do’ winters. Lily Parnell, his girl, was from London and used to seasons. Winter was one of her favorites. As famous musicians both were used to living their lives in the limelight. Alfie, a rock legend, and Lily also a rock star in her own right, were propelled to ‘Rock Royalty’ just by being together.

Add their close friend, Rick Fars, another ‘Rock God’ into the equation, and it was easy to see how difficult it was to maintain any kind of friendships without the media tagging along looking for the latest scoop. These days one never seemed to be mentioned without the other.

However, a rare window of opportunity in all of their schedules arose and so did Alfie’s desire. With Christmas only two weeks away and eight days of downtime, Alfie seized it with both hands.

Three rockers, alcohol, a cabin in the snow, and time on their hands, how does that go down?

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BIOGRAPHY

Writing came relatively later in life for me after a challenge by a friend led to The Everything Trilogy. I love creating new characters and story lines. Writing is a form of escapism from my day job, which can be difficult at times. I have worked in the health and social care sector for most of my adult life, so to have the opportunity to step out of this serious role and create colourful characters is very rewarding. I enjoy where they take me and each character has his or her own voice. I don’t use prepared outlines for my stories preferring the characters to take their own direction as the story progresses.

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EXCERPT

Jack smirked knowingly at me and shrugged his shoulders.

“You’ve never done this before, Alfie? Being a rock star must give you an incredible buzz, but you know what you’re getting each time you step out on that stage, right? All those horny women and frenzied male rock fans who adore you. Wait until you feel the buzz from this, I guarantee you it’s something else. With Mother Nature on the stage, you never know what you’re getting, so you need to be ready to adjust and be resourceful to keep yourself and everyone around you safe on the slope.”

 

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COVER REVEAL: Complicate Me by M. Robinson

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Complicate Me 
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Best Selling Author M.Robinson

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: September 14th

It was complicated, it was also just the beginning.
A decision.
A simple choice.
There is always that one moment in life where things could have been different. That one moment where you could have chosen a path that would lead you down a certain road.
A different life.
It was easier to pretend that we were still best friends, and that she was my girl and I was her boy.
Pretending was better than knowing the truth…
I. Ruined. Us.
I had her.
I lost her.
I love her.
All I did was complicate us.

I just couldn’t stay mad at him.

He made it absolutely impossible
for me not to laugh and he knew it, too. Which only made it worse. It was like
adding fuel to the fire, making it bigger and wider with each flare of
gasoline. When I saw that he didn’t turn down my street and kept riding in the
direction of our abandoned house, I smiled.

There was no helping that either.

The times that he chose to be
with me over the boys warmed my heart, especially when he preferred me to
surfing.

We parked our bikes behind the
house and ran up the stairs. Over the last few months we had turned it into our
own little paradise, bringing blankets and pillows to throw on the floor,
candles for when it got dark, and sometimes Lucas would even bring in wood from
outside to turn on the fireplace. We had magazines, board games, snacks and
water. Everything we needed was there.

I loved it.

He handed me a bottled water to
drink and then I passed it back to him so he could, too. I laid down on the
blankets and pillows and beheld the vaulted ceilings with a content sigh.

“Whatcha’ thinkin’ about over
there?” he questioned, sitting down facing me.

“How much I love this place.”

“Good.”

“I want to get married here.”

“What?” he chuckled.

“You heard me. I want to have my
engagement party here and I want to get married here. And then I want to buy
this house and raise a family here,” I firmly stated.

“Aren’t you a little young to
think about stuff like that?”

“No. I think about stuff like
that all the time.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Mmm hmm…”

“Who you marrying?”

I immediately held his amused
gaze. “What?” It was my turn to say.

“You heard me,” he replied,
throwing my own words back at me. “Who you marrying?”

“Oh…” I breathed out. “I don’t
know.”

He raised his eyebrow but didn’t
call me out on my lie. “Don’t you think that maybe you should experience things
first?”

“How do you know I haven’t?” I
provoked, wanting to wipe the smug look off his face.

“Because I know.”

“Whatever.” I looked away.

“You want to know how I know?”

I kept my stare on the tray
ceilings, swallowing the saliva that had pooled in my mouth, and hoping that it
would calm the fluttering feeling I had suddenly formed in my belly. I shrugged
because I couldn’t speak; it would giveaway how I felt.

“I know because I would remember
it, just like I remember our first experience. The same one that’s hanging
around your neck.”

My heart pounded with each word
that fell from his mouth.

“Do you want me to?”

“Do I want you to what?” I
replied, already knowing what he meant but needing to hear him say it.

“Do you want me to kiss you?” He
paused to let his words sink in. “Really kiss you?”

My mouth parted and my chest rose
and descended with each breath I took. I found myself nodding before I gave it
anymore thought, ignoring the voice in the back of my mind that screamed at me
that this was a bad idea. He bent forward and rested on his hands and knees,
his face, his lips, coming toward me and making me tightly shut my eyes.

Waiting.

A million thoughts went through
my head, but the moment I felt his lips on mine they were all gone in an
instant…

Nothing else mattered at that
moment.

Best Selling Author M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein. She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left. She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.

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I’m Denny Smith.

I moved away to my Nan’s house after my parents happily kicked me out.

Why, you ask? Because I ruined my future, so they say.

If you ask me, I was a naive seventeen year-old girl who chose to sleep with the boy she had loved from afar for years, only for him to want nothing to do with me in return.

So here I am, back at the one place I had hoped to never return, where I’ll attend court as a witness.

Now I have to face him…Mason.

 

There’s no other way around it.

 

He can’t know my secret…but he will.

 

When I returned, I expected him to have moved on with at least a million and one other girls, to have forgotten the naive school girl with a crush that followed him around like a lost puppy, but I was wrong.

What I got when I arrived was five brothers, a Granddad, a pushy Grandma, and a best friend who would stop at nothing to make me stay.

But only one of them has the power to make me stay…Mason.

 

After everything, can I truly trust him again or will he continue to break my heart?

 

If you mess with one Carter brother, you mess with them all

NEW RELEASE: Just Jack by K.L. Shandwick

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Being Lily Parnell’s best friend was effortless for Jack. Growing up together, Jack loved Lily and was fiercely protective of her and for most of his life all he wanted was to make her happy. When she was happy he was happy, except Lily lived a world away from him now and Jack missed her dreadfully. As far as Jack was concerned there had never been a time in their lives where they hadn’t shared everything. In recent years Lily’s ambitions took her overseas and even with an ocean between them, Jack still managed to support his best friend. One day things changed everything between them and their relationship began to shift. Lily was carving her own life and after observing a scene involving her, it made Jack take a close look at his own. Feeling confused, Jack decided to take a difficult decision never realising the potential fallout from doing something he felt was the right thing at the time. With his life laid bare Jack and as a simple, uncomplicated guy he thought he had things finally figured out. Women loved Jack and they came and went in his life apart from Lily. She was always there, until one day she wasn’t. Jack felt betrayed and abandoned by the one person who he thought he could rely on no matter what. During his journey from that moment on Jack faced more separation and loss than he could ever have imagined how would it shape him both as a man and can he forgive her?

Excerpt:-
Rick cracked the door open and padded through it hacking a cough and reaching for the mini-bar. “Mornin’ Lothario.” He croaked in my direction without making eye contact, reading the labels.
Chuckling loudly, there was just no way I was going to live down that after party Mark was talking about, but when I took in the sight of him I couldn’t help but throw a come-back at him.
Did your mother send you that get up, or are the pyjamas supposed to turn the women in your room off enough to leave?”
Rick looked down and smirked at the wine coloured paisley patterned silk pyjama bottoms he was wearing.
Waving his hand at the chair for me to sit down he pulled a glass and poured himself a miniature of gin and a small bottle of tonic water into it. “Long story.”
“Can’t wait.” My hurried comment was followed up with a wide grin as I settled back in the chair with one leg crossed over the other, my ankle resting on my knee.
“Allergy. I’ve got a rash from the starch on the hotel sheets the other night.”
As soon as he said that I knew he was going to regret it and I could see from the startled look on his face he’d been caught off guard and didn’t mean to be so open about it. He knew he’d walked right into something that I’d use against him, even if I was managing to keep my face straight.
“A rash?” I couldn’t keep the humour out of my voice, and there was even the hint of a breakthrough giggle in those two words.
Rick stared pointedly at me as if to say, “Laugh and tear you a new one,” but my sense of humour just overrode any potential fall-out consequences he may have been planning.
“That’s a bit like saying I got pregnant from the sheets, Rick. Don’t you think you’re more likely to have caught something from one of the women in your bed than the sheets? Or don’t you want to
believe that just in case you get pussy-fright?
Rick threw the lid of the gin bottle at me and it bounced off my forehead but by that time I was chuckling loudly. “Laugh all you want, I’m allergic to starch. So they got me these from the hotel store because I needed something to make sure I was protected in bed. It was fucking murder trying to play with the itch in my pants the night before last.”
“Most guys wear condoms for protection, Rick not theatrical pyjamas.”
Rick was being deadly serious but the more he spoke the more uncontrollable my laughing became until he stood up and pulled them down to show me the red welts on his legs, his dick at eye level with me. Just as he did this, the door opened and the two girls he had in his bed came through the door.
Turning my head to look at them, I was still stifling a grin. Rick was true to form and had two classic groupies for his sleepover, skinny girls with big tits, no bras, dyed blonde hair with black roots dressed in the usual rock-chick attire of leather mini-skirts, fishnet stockings and tight dark brown and cream t-shirts with the ‘Cobham Street’ motif on them.
“Sorry ladies, I was just about to part-take would either of you like to join me?”
My quip was out before I’d even thought about it. Hell, I was probably going to be sacked after this, but I grinned widely and Rick smacked me around the head, making me cry out— partly in surprise, partly out of pain.
“You’re such a smart ass Jack Cunningham.” Pivoting the top half if his body in their direction he gestured at me with his hand, his pyjamas still at his ankles. “I was just showing him my rash.”
Laughing raucously I stared helplessly at Rick taking in his pathetic form with the patterned material draped around his feet and his dick dangling in front of him. As soon as I knew he felt the need to explain what was happening all of my professionalism suddenly deserted me and I was struggling to catch my breath, let alone stop laughing. The skinnier one of the girls gave a loud snort, then her resolve was gone and she joined in laughing, but I think she was laughing because mine was so infectious more than anything else.
Rick continued protesting his innocence when suddenly the second girl who had been standing staring deadpan erupted in the oddest hee-haw laugh I’ve ever heard in my life. The look on Rick’s face was a picture as he gawped in disbelief with his jaw open taking in all of us laughing hysterically at his expense. I was sure he was going react badly, but even at that I just couldn’t get it together at all.
Rick bent down and pulled his pyjamas up, which I found even funnier for no particular reason and this set off a fresh bout of laughter. Striding over to open the door, Rick waved a finger in the direction of the two women and Jed made short work of evacuating them from the scene. All I could do was watch helplessly because I couldn’t get my laughing fit under control, and I was sure I was going to be next to be thrown out, but probably via the roof terrace.
Closing the door again, Rick bent forward, his hands on his knees and he suddenly cracked up with laughter. “Jack fucking Cunningham, I should bury my size eleven up your ass for what just happened there, and I don’t understand why I can’t…I fucking love you, dude. You have no idea what a breath of fresh air you are in a world full of ‘yes men’. How the fuck have you been?”
KLShandwick just Jack 2015©

K. L. Shandwick lives on the outskirts of London. She started writing after a challenge by a friend when she commented on a book she read. The result of this was “The Everything Trilogy.” Her background has been mainly in the health and social care sector in the U.K. She is still currently a freelance or self- employed professional in this field. Her books tend to focus on the relationships of the main characters. Writing is a form of escapism for her and she is just as excited to find out where her characters take her as she is when she reads another author’s work.

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RELEASE DAY BLITZ: Deceived by Suzannah Daniels

Title: Deceived (Whiskey Nights #3)
Author: Suzannah Daniels
Release Day Blitz: August 18, 2015
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
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DECEIVED is a new adult, contemporary romance recommended for adult readers due to mature content.

A hotel room.

A blindfold.

An invitation that goes horribly awry.

Now that Seren Flanagan has graduated from college and returned to Creekview, Tennessee, she’s getting reacquainted with her old high school friends, including Cade Mayfield. She had a crush on him in high school but lacked the courage to act on it.

Luckily, she’s not the same shy girl who used to admire him from afar. Knowing what she wants, she sets a plan in motion to capture his attention by inviting him on a trip to Ireland.

But things don’t always go as planned—a lesson that Seren will soon learn the hard way.

DECEIVED is the third book in the WHISKEY NIGHTS series. Since each book focuses on a different couple, they can be read as stand-alones, but many readers may prefer to read them in order for maximum enjoyment.

WHISKEY NIGHTS SERIES ORDER
Wasted #1
Ignited #2
Deceived #3

~ Excerpt from a scene in an Irish pub ~

“It looks like we order at the bar. What do you want?”

She wiggled out of her jacket, shrugging her shoulders in the process. “Surprise me.”

I took her coat and laid it in the empty booth seat across from us, and then, I removed mine, too. After ordering, I grabbed our drinks and slid in beside Flanagan, knowing that I should’ve sat on the opposite side but unable to help myself. “I ordered you a nut brown ale, and I got a stout,” I said, setting our glasses down. “No fruity drinks. I think you’ve already met your quota for Pear Martinis this year. These were brewed locally.”

“Forcing me to step out of my comfort zone?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.

“Yep.” I cupped my palm around the glass of stout. “I also ordered us a couple of steaks. The meat’s delivered from a local farm daily. How’s that for fresh?”

“A steak sounds so good right now,” she said, fluttering her eyes closed like she was already imagining the taste. She glanced at my glass. “Let me try yours.”

I put my arm around the back of the booth, just behind her shoulders, and pushed the glass in her direction.

She took a tiny sip and wrinkled her nose. “That’s really strong.”

“Come on, Flanagan,” I goaded. “You didn’t even get enough to taste. Drink up.”

She took a bigger swig, daintily wiping her mouth with her napkin when she was done. “Whew!” She shook her head rapidly as if the taste lingered. “That’s still really strong.”

I chuckled, lifting the glass to my lips and taking a long drink. The taste was much different than my usual beer, and while I didn’t like it quite as well, I decided to reserve my judgment for when I finished.

“Try yours,” I suggested, nodding toward her glass. She took a small sip. Then, seeming satisfied with that, she took a longer drink. “Much better.” She held the glass to me. “Here, you try it.”

There was something magical about being in an entirely different country, surrounded by total strangers in an unfamiliar setting. It could almost make me feel like I was someone else entirely, like all the shit that had happened in my life didn’t apply here, like for a little while I could escape my own reality, my own shortcomings.

I knew I shouldn’t unless I was prepared for all the consequences. Once I crossed the line, there was no going back.

But damn she was sexy.

And I’d been thinking about it ever since she sat down beside me in the bar a few months ago when she’d returned to Creekview for good.

I tried to think about all the ways this could go wrong. And if I screwed things up, I could lose our friendship, something I cherished. Maybe the best thing that I could do for Flanagan right now was to leave her alone.

But I was selfish.

And I wanted her.

And I didn’t have the strength to resist her, not here, not now.

“I think I will try your drink,” I said softly, accepting the glass from her and setting it back on the table without drinking from it.

She gave me a strange look, her lips parting in surprise.

My arm slid from the back of the booth to her shoulders, and I gently pulled her toward me. With my free hand, I cupped her cheek, my thumb resting near the corner of her mouth. I leaned down, pausing when I was mere inches from her face. Her eyes widened, and her chest rose as if she had sucked in a small breath and held it. She licked her lips, and I was aroused by her innocent gesture. I watched her. Her eyes closed, her long dark lashes fanning over her cheek. Her skin was soft and smooth as my thumb arced lightly across her face.

Damn, I couldn’t wait another second. I lowered my lips to hers, delivering the softest of kisses. Then, my tongue teased her lips, begging her to open to me, so that I could taste her, something I had deprived myself of for far too long.

The nutty flavors of the ale melded with her sweetness, a tantalizing concoction that permeated my brain with pleasure. Her hand squeezed my thigh, bringing me the satisfaction of knowing that she was enjoying our kiss every bit as much as I. When I deepened the kiss, a soft moan emanated from her throat, and her hand slid higher, gripping more tightly as if she needed something to hold on to. The effect had my entire body standing at full attention. How the hell had I stayed away from her this long?

Forcing my thoughts away from fears that had become my own personal barrier, I concentrated only on her. Reluctantly ending the kiss, I pulled away slightly and found her deep sapphire eyes focused on me.

“That’s the best damn ale I ever tasted,” I said softly, well aware that her hand still rested on my thigh.

“You didn’t even get enough to taste,” she whispered, mimicking me. “Drink up.”

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Wasted (Whiskey Nights #1)

Ignited (Whiskey Nights #2)

Suzannah Daniels has had an affinity for words for as long as she can remember. She grew up in North Georgia with four brothers, so she learned at an early age to admire snakes and motorcycles. When she wasn’t pestering her brothers, she could usually be found reading or writing.

She is the author of the new adult contemporary romances, the Whiskey Nights Series and Perfectly Able, the mature young adult contemporary romances, the Dangerous Trilogy, the mature young adult paranormal series, Vampire’s Bane, the young adult paranormal series, Ghostly Encounter, and a historical romance, Viking’s Embrace.

Currently, she lives in Chattanooga, Tennessee with her husband and her college-aged daughter. Her son lives nearby. The family pets include a Lab mix, a Basset Hound, and a Shih Tzu.

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Skylar was my best friend, but I secretly pined for her. One thing after another kept us apart, and I’ve spent the last decade in fear of losing her forever.

First, it was the cancer, but she survived only to face the unthinkable at my hands. Because of me, she left town. For years, I thought I’d never see her again.

But now she’s back…and living with him.

I don’t deserve her after everything I’ve put her through, but I can’t live without her. This is my last chance because she’s about to make the biggest mistake of her life. I can see it her eyes: she doesn’t love him. She still loves me…which is why I have to stop her before it’s too late.

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Enough Isn’t Everything (Bk 1)

Lily’s friends in London regard her as having the whole package. Smart, beautiful, and musically talented, she’s finally realised her dream to study in the USA, by securing a music place at college in Miami. She regards herself as worldly, having lived the London life and travelled to Mumbai to work in an orphanage in the past, so felt more than able to cope with living and studying abroad.
On arrival in Florida, everything on the surface seems to be running to plan. That is, until a chance encounter on campus with a stunningly handsome, charismatic, rock-god-like musician, Alfie, leads her into a no-strings sexual relationship with him. Until she arrived in the USA, Lily had tried to avoid personal relationships with the opposite sex, not wanting anything to affect her plans. She was sexually naïve but after meeting Alfie, she convinces herself she’s able to deal with what Alfie is offering her. What follows takes Lily on a roller coaster of emotions and after a surprise visit from Max, her friend and room mate’s brother it leaves her questioning her morals.
At college Lily quickly teams up with Will, a handsome sax player, who helps her develop her creative ideas and performs with her as a duo in the Miami music scene. A series of bad choices in her relationships with Alfie, Max and Will, create emotional turmoil for Lily which leaves her doubting her judgement about men. Each of the three men has a special place in her heart for different reasons. She realises that she’s no match for Alfie and tries to resist his attention. He’s told her he can’t love her, but wants to be with her physically, arguing, sex between them is enough. The reality for Lily is she knows enough isn’t everything.

My 5 Star Review

Everything She Needs (Bk 2)

Lily’s back on her home turf in London for Christmas, after a turbulent term, studying music in Miami. She wonders if her relationship with Will can survive their stupidity and what this means for their music collaboration. Lily realises all too late, that she’s fallen hard for Alfie despite his declaration to her that he can’t love her. This has left Lily devastated, knowing that the man she loves will never feel the same for her. Meanwhile, Alfie has continued his relentless pursuit of Lily to take what he wants from her, testing her resolve not to continue their relationship. She had found the strength to resist all of his advances, until the night before she flew home. After giving herself one last night with him, she fled across the Atlantic, thinking time and distance with family and friends would help heal her broken heart. What Lily never expected, was for her traumatic love life to follow her, both to London and Miami through the chapters of her life, during the following year. Her music career and studies improve tremendously though, fuelling her performance and personal identity, but her love life is as complex as ever. Alfie makes some disclosures which could be game changers for the both of them, and asks for her trust and time. Lily wonders if she should trust him, asking herself if Alfie could ever be, everything she needs?

My 5 Star Review

Everything I Want (Bk 3)

Lily’s is moving forward after her break up with Alfie. Her journey continues through some extremely emotional times during key events, as
she becomes more self- assured and begins to develop as an performing artist. It isn’t easy for Lily to forget Alfie because of circumstances with Alfie’s life. However, Lily is tortured by constant reminders of their time together, and this does little for her resolve to move on.

Although, Lily has made her choice, it is also tinged with sadness. Her love for Alfie remains strong, and she fights a constant internal battle, between loving him and loving her music. Lily thinks it’s impossible to have both. A fabulous opportunity arises for Lily, but there is a possibility of this bringing her face to face with Alfie again. Can Lily cope with the emotional turmoil this would bring her? Or, is the risk of seeing Alfie something she feels able to manage now?

Musically, Lily concentrates her efforts much more, which brings success, post Alfie. Through this, she finds friends in some of the most unlikely of circumstances. All of her friends continue to protect her, and are all well aware of the impact Lily’s relationship with Alfie has had on her. All apart from Elle, who gives Lily food for thought. Although, Lily’s mind is still plagued with memories of Alfie, which continues to impact on her to such an extent, Lily has been unable to form new romantic ties. Professionally, her relationships couldn’t be better. She is offered some amazing opportunities rarely available, and is determined to do make the most of them. This is especially important to her, given the sacrifices she has made in the past to do this.

Will Lily’s music be enough for her, and prove to be everything she ever wanted?

My 5 Star Review

K.L. Shandwick

I am married with two grown up children. I live on the outskirts of London. Writing has come relatively later in life for me, my main career being within the social and health services setting for many years as an independent professional. Please check out my website for my full bio.

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NEW RELEASE: DELICIOUS JUST DESSERTS BY LISA FULHAM

Delicious Just Desserts by Lisa Fulham

Synopsis

Turn the pages of this tantalising, tasty collection of erotica. View the world through a lens, walk the moss-covered floor of the forest and learn just how pleasurable business can be. These eight poems and six stories, redefine friendship, drip with lust and invite you to a wedding with a difference. Be tested by Sir. Be bound by freedom.

Allow this anthology to capture and enrapture your imagination.

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Out on Business

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Synopsis

When Lucy Hunt is informed by her boss she will be accompanying him on a weekend long conference; she wonders how she will be able to keep her thoughts on her work. Vivid dreams of all the things she would like to do to Mr Casey have given her many sleepless nights. A weekend in his company sounds like heavenly torture.
Blake Casey is all business and no play. Could his shy and bashful PA be the one to change all that in just a weekend?
When the company goes Out on Business, fantasies are experienced, stockings are worn and suits are torn apart.
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Words of a Season

Synopsis

A collection of poetry carrying a winter theme. These poems were not born from a cold winter’s heart, they burn with passion and emotion

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Lisa Fulham

I am an explorer of words. I love to create new people and see what adventures they can go on, but most of all I love to write. My words are my passion. 2015 saw me attend my first book signing and I am pleased to announce I will be attending a Leeds signing in 2016 too. Please check out my blog for all my latest news and work http://lisafulham298.wordpress.com/

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Should e-books be returned?

HONESTY is the best policy. Isn’t that what we have always been told? If so, then why is it so hard to be honest without getting ripped a new one?

I saw a post today in a book group and actually cringed when I read it. Not because I found the post offensive, but because I knew what type of comments that were about to flood that post. I felt bad for the person that wrote it. I’ve seen this subject over and over on many blogs and pages and it always stirs up some controversy.

I’m not posting any names so I will just use the word “they” or “the/this person”.

The post: The person said they had read the first few chapters of the book (No book/author was mentioned) and hated it. They also said they would never finish it. So they wanted to know if…

The book could be returned to Amazon and if they could get a refund?

*insert cringe* 

Yes, very touchy subject.

I didn’t want to read the comments but I couldn’t help myself because I’m a woman and I tend to be nosey from time to time. Just as I thought, there was some nasty comments. Not all, but most. I thought about posting a comment, but hell I was afraid I would get ripped a new one also.

After reading the comments I thought, What if this person is new to reading? What if this person is new to following blogs/groups/pages? This person, I’m assuming is just asking a simple question, not knowing that this one simple post is about to stir up a shit storm. I also thought this could possibly turn the person off from ever posting a question about anything book related again. Hell, I know it would probably make me think twice about it. Isn’t that the purpose of these groups/pages/blogs, to have others that you can confide in about certain questions/opinions/thoughts without being judged?

I seen in the comments that there were many different opinions on the return policy that Amazon has in place. I haven’t gone back and looked at the comments since earlier, I’m sure they’re a lot more by now or who knows the post could have been deleted by this point because the claws were coming out.

So what are your thoughts on the Amazon return policy? This question is for readers, bloggers, authors, and whoever else wants to chime in.

In my personal opinion, I don’t agree 100% with the policy. Is 7 days too long for a person to decide if they want to return a ebook? Hell, I can finish a full length book in a few hours, but then again, some may not start on the book for a few days or months, so it’s hard to say exactly what is the correct amount of time you should have for a refund. I believe a better system needs to be put in place on the return of ebooks. Like if you have read past a certain point you shouldn’t be eligible for a refund.  I realize these authors put in a ton of hard work and their own money into getting their books out there for others. I have honestly only returned a few ebooks and those were accidental purchases and was returned within a minute of the purchase. I normally one-click a book even if I’m not planning on getting to it for a month or so, just because I feel like I have to have it on my kindle right then, so the return policy thing never crosses my mind unless I see a post or something that gets me thinking about it or I accidentally purchase an ebook.

I think the main problem with the Amazon policy is not just the policy, it’s those who chose to abuse it. For instance, if you purchase an ebook, read it, then return it just because you have finished it within the timeframe it still can be returned then that’s stealing. Like I said this is just my personal opinion. I realize everyone has their own and even if we disagree I’m fine with that. I’m not going to hate you or call you names. Let’s agree to just disagree.

Here is a question that is mainly for authors. Would you rather have a book returned or receive a bad review? Yes, I know sometimes both happen, but I’m curious.

Other things that come into play with all of this. Samples.

I do read the book samples sometimes before deciding if I want to purchase a book. Sometimes the samples give you enough to know if it’s the type of book you will enjoy and other times the sample isn’t enough. Either way, I think if people utilized this more often they wouldn’t be as disappointed if the book didn’t meet their expectations. For me, the sample shows the authors writing style, which for me is a huge factor in whether or not I would be able to enjoy the book or not.

Should those who returned books get to write a review? I’ve seen many 1 star reviews saying “DNF. Returned book.” Those reviews tell me nothing so I normally ignore them. How do you feel about those reviews? I’ve seen many say they should be deleted.

Feel free to comment your opinions. This is a judge free zone here. Keep it classy my book loving friends.

CONFESSIONS OF A SHI**Y BOOK BLOGGER

What’s with the title? I have to be honest. I have been a shitty blogger for the past few months.

Why post a confession? I follow this blog called Indie Authors & Book Blogs (Great blog, check it out) and each week they post these confessions that are sent in by Authors, Bloggers, and/or readers. Reading those is somewhat like my own little soapbox, and I have felt just the same as some of those who submitted anonymous confessions.  I have thought about submitting a confession or two but thought my rambling would be too much to fit on one of those confessions so why not post one on here. So I’m going to start from the beginning to where I’m at today. (I’ll try and keep this somewhat short)

I’ve been an avid reader for years and must admit when I would finish a book I would give a star rating but leave out the review. I thought I would sound like an idiot trying to portray my feelings for a book. When I learned of the book community on Facebook and started following book blogs and authors, some I had heard of and others I had not, I learned from following them that reviews are very important. So I thought baby steps. I started writing reviews, usually a sentence or two just stating whether I like it or not. It wasn’t too bad and I thought maybe my little review might help in some way or another.

After a year of following Authors and Blogs (Around 4000 at the time), I thought I could do this. I love sharing book info and giveaways, I’m going to start a blog. Several times I almost started a page then that little voice in my head would say “Who is going to follow?” and I would quickly change my mind. I probably drove my husband insane asking him “Do you think I should start a blog?”  He has always been supportive of my reading so of course he would say “I think it’s a great idea.”  So one night sitting on my couch with the laptop on my lap I did it, I started a blog. I felt nervous, excited, and thought to myself, “What the hell do I do now?”  I invited as many people as I knew that would be interested in helping me out. Soon some authors I had become friends with was spreading my page around and it started to grow rather quickly. Every time I would get a new like on my page I would jump for joy.

Soon after, I started receiving messages from Authors/PAs wanting help sharing or requesting a book review. I thought I was the shit being personally asked to review a book that had already been released or an ARC. It was a steady stream of requests at the beginning as my blog was building followers but then out of nowhere it seems the requests were doubling. At this point I learned a few things.

It took no time for me to learn that writing reviews for someone that personally asked me to read and review their book was tougher than I originally thought it would be. Mainly because I don’t like hurting people’s feelings, but I still wanted to be honest. If there are things in a book that could have made an impact on how I rated the book in a negative way I would try to be as constructive as possible. I hate reading mean reviews and I think they’re uncalled for. I also would write these long reviews that I was proud of but after a while figured that I was being somewhat of a hypocrite. I hate reading long reviews when I’m looking for a new book to read, so why am I writing them? Now I try and keep them shorter and to the point.

Star ratings can be tricky. There have been many times after finishing a book that I absolutely loved that made me think I should have rated some of my previously read books differently, but I don’t go change the rating. You wouldn’t think choosing between five stars could be so difficult, but it can be. So over the past six months or so my ratings have become… not harsher but I put more thought into it. Is it wrong to compare books? Some would say yes, but I have to compare my feeling between books just to get what I think is the correct star rating.

Here is where the start of me being a shitty blogger came in. I don’t think I possess the “No” gene because I wouldn’t turn anyone down. I just couldn’t, I thought it was possible for me to help every single person that asked for some type of help. I soon realized I’m not Superman and became very overwhelmed with all the books and blog tours I had signed up for. There was so much I wanted to do and not enough time.  I came close to just shutting this blog down several times but didn’t want to let anyone down so I marched on.

I soon realized I was spending more time on my laptop instead of doing what I loved, which is reading. I would get so behind on the reviews that I would have to rush through these books just to get the review posted when I had promised. I don’t think this is fair to the authors because I wasn’t able to slow down and take the time I feel each of these books deserved. Sometimes I wouldn’t even make the deadline not only because I was overbooked but because I have a family that also needs my attention daily. Each time I wouldn’t meet a deadline I would feel terrible.

So between family, blog tours, and the abundance of review requests I made the decision a couple months ago to not accept any more reviews, unless I had previously reviewed from an author before, just to take a breather. I had came to realize that running this blog had took the fun out of reading for me, and it’s nobody’s fault but my own. I’m the one who signed up for everything that was sent my way. Not only did I stop the review requests, I had stopped reading and blogging as well.

After a few weeks of being blog and book free, I decided to do some re-reading and started with a few of the books that made me fall in love with reading in the first place. (The Boy Who Sneaks in My Bedroom Window by Kirsty Moseley, Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire, and a few others) After reading these, it put me right back into my reading groove and I have been reading several books a week again. I’ve been going through my kindle and trying out some of the books that have been sitting on there for a year or more. As much as I love getting ARCs to read I missed not having the chance to read some of the books I had purchased myself. Now I have the time to read those. (I will probably never get to all of them but I will damn sure try) I have also been slowly posting on my blog again. I still haven’t signed up for any blog tours, I will probably get back to that soon.

What’s the point of this post? There really isn’t one, I just wanted to get this off my chest. I’m not sure if anyone will even read this post. I would like to say if I have signed up for something and somehow missed it, I apologize. With all the craziness I had going on I’m sure quite a few things slipped my mind. I would also like to thank everyone who has followed along on my blogging journey so far and thank all of the Authors who has given me the opportunity to follow along in your journey as well.

Will I close my blog down? No, even if I only post a few times a week I’m still going to leave it up. I’m still going to continue to read, write reviews, and spread the love when I can. I’m just going to go at a slower pace.

What’s the greatest thing about starting a blog? For me, it’s all the amazing people I have met along the way. Some I consider my friends even though we may live in a different state or sometimes on a different continent. I’m thankful for every single person I have met and I hope to continue to make more friends in the book community.

So that’s basically the reason I have been a shitty book blogger. I feel a little better after typing this out. Who knows maybe I will do another confession again?