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Haunting Me by Nikki LeClair *Cover reveal*



Hey Everyone! 

I can't wait to share the gorgeous cover of Haunting Me by fellow Kindred Ink Press author, Nikki LeClair. It was designed by the same person who did the cover for my novel, Don't Mean a Thing, and my upcoming short story duet, Gotta Be This or That

Before I show you the whole cover, here's a bit about the book.

Phoebe Mercer has what most people envy: a wonderful boyfriend, fantastic friends, and a job in the city’s top law firm. Getting engaged is just the honey in her tea! Then she gets run over by a hot dog cart, wakes up with a concussion and the ability to see ghosts. Well, one ghost. A loud, obnoxious woman who claims to have been murdered for her vast fortune. Soon, Phoebe is solving a mystery that not only threatens her relationships, but her career as well. As she begins to battle feelings for the ghost’s handsome nephew, she realizes quite a few people in her life are not as they seem. Slowly, Phoebe uncovers the secrets and lies around her, learning that in order to solve this mystery and be free of the ghost, she must lie herself. The only catch? The secrets Phoebe has kept from the people in her life could ruin everything for her, and her ghostly companion, in the end.

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Okay, enough teasing...
Here's the cover!




About Nikki:

Nikki LeClair lives in Canada with her loving husband and their two rambunctious children. When she isn’t ordering her children to behave or begging her Border Terrier to listen to her, she sits behind her lap-top plotting out the next adventure of her new characters. She’s a fan of a good glass of Pinot Noir, and can’t live without her favorite Tea blends.
She enjoys hearing from readers and fans of her work. 






The Secrets Between Friends by Fiona Palmer *Release Blitz*





Title: Secrets Between Friends
Author: Fiona Palmer
Publisher: Hachette Australia
Genre: Women's Fiction
Release Date: September 12, 2017



Blurb

Friendship is a million little moments, but can it survive this one? Three friends embark on a luxury cruise to celebrate their ten-year reunion in this heartfelt story of how long-held secrets can catch up with even the best of friends. 

Life was about living, experiencing and emotions. The good and the bad. You had to laugh to cry. You had to love to hurt. You had to jump to fall or fly.

Best friends Abbie, Jess and Ricki are setting sail on a cruise ship, rekindling the excitement of a school excursion they took ten years earlier to the historic port town of Albany, the oldest city on the stunning turquoise coastline of Western Australia. But are they truly prepared for what this voyage will reveal?

Ricki, a dedicated nurse, harbours a dream she hasn't chased. Is she actually happy or stuck in a rut?

Jess, a school teacher and single mother to little Ollie, had a tough upbringing but found her way through with the help of her closest male friend, Peter. But Peter has bought an engagement ring and is ready to propose to Ricki . . .

Abbie had it all: a career, a loving boyfriend and a future, but a visit to the doctor bears scary news. Her world is tumbling down and she feels adrift at sea.

SECRETS BETWEEN FRIENDS is a poignant novel of romance, family dynamics and friendship. Through her highly relatable, sympathetic characters, beloved Australian storyteller Fiona Palmer writes about issues, experiences and emotions we have all faced while posing the ultimate question: What is really important in this life?








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Author Bio

After writing eight bestselling novels set in rugged rural Australia, Fiona Palmer set herself the challenge of writing a story that takes place on Western Australia's gorgeous coastline, which she regularly visits. SECRETS BETWEEN FRIENDS contains the same engaging storylines, emotions and hearty characters as the books Fiona's passionate readers know and love, only it is set on this wider landscape. Before becoming an author, Fiona was a speedway driver for seven years and now spends her days writing both women's and young adult fiction, working as a farmhand and caring for her two children in the tiny rural community of Pingaring, 350km from Perth.


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Along Came a Ranger by Debra Holt *Release Blitz*


Happy Release Day to Debra Holt!! ALONG CAME A RANGER by Debra Holt, the third book in her Texas Lawmen series is available today!

Along Came a Ranger by Debra Holt
Series: Texas Lawmen #3
Published by Tule Publishing on September 11, 2017
Genres: Romance
Pages: 187


No cowboys allowed. That is Stacy Smith’s motto. Having overcome a rough childhood, she vows to not repeat the same mistakes that her mother made. Writing bestselling romance novels as Sabrina Noelle, she is happy to stay in her ivory tower, creating perfect worlds for her heroes and heroines that keep her busy and her heart whole.

Texas Ranger Davis McKenna handles crisis situations on a regular basis. But when he is stranded in a hotel elevator with a gorgeous woman on the verge of panic, he soon realizes that there’s more at play than just his protective instincts.

Take one determined Texas Ranger and one equally stubborn romance author and there is bound to be a showdown at high noon where desires and hearts are concerned. Can Stacy risk opening her heart to the man who represents everything she never wanted?

About Debra Holt

Born and raised in the Lone Star state of Texas, Debra grew up among horses, cowboys, wide open spaces, and real Texas Rangers. Pride in her state and ancestry knows no bounds and it is these heroes and heroines she loves to write about the most. She also draws upon a variety of life experiences including working with abused children, caring for baby animals at a major zoo, and planning high-end weddings (ah, romance!).

When she isn’t busy writing about tall Texans and feisty heroines, she can be found cheering on her Texas Tech Red Raiders, or heading off on another cruise adventure. She read her first romance…Janet Dailey’s Fiesta San Antonio, over thirty years ago and became hooked on the genre. Writing contemporary romances, is both her passion and dream come true, and she hopes her books will bring smiles…and sighs…to all who believe in happily-ever-after’s.

Debra invites you to visit her website at www.debraholtbooks.com. She loves to hear from other aspiring authors or readers via email at debraholtbooks@gmail.com. Twitter is https://twitter.com/DebraHoltBooks and Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/DebraHoltBooks.


Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine by Gail Honeyman

Eleanor Oliphant has learned how to survive – but not how to live

Eleanor Oliphant leads a simple life. She wears the same clothes to work every day, eats the same meal deal for lunch every day and buys the same two bottles of vodka to drink every weekend.

Eleanor Oliphant is happy. Nothing is missing from her carefully timetabled life. Except, sometimes, everything.
One simple act of kindness is about to shatter the walls Eleanor has built around herself. Now she must learn how to navigate the world that everyone else seems to take for granted – while searching for the courage to face the dark corners she’s avoided all her life.
Change can be good. Change can be bad. But surely any change is better than… fine?

Hey! Here's my review.


Eleanor Oliphant is quirky heroine who stayed with me long after I finished reading her story. She discovers that "completely fine" might not be fine after all. I connected with this book in a similar way as I did to The Rosie Project - The main character had me intrigued and I had to keep turning the pages to see what would happen next. An engaging, character-driven story of adult self-discovery.

★★★★★
  • Format: ebook
  • Where: NetGalley

Two Last First Dates by Kate O'Keeffe *Excerpt & Giveaway*





Hey Everyone!

I'd like to introduce you to Kate O'Keeffe, who is on tour with her latest book, Two Last First Dates.

Kate O'Keeffe is an award-nominated author of fun, feel-good romantic comedies. She lives and loves in beautiful New Zealand with her family, two scruffy dogs, and a cat who thinks he's a scruffy dog too. He's not: he's a cat.

To date, Kate's written the chick lit series, the Wellywood Romantic Comedy Series, and the new Cozy Cottage Café Series.
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Two Last First Dates by Kate O'Keeffe

To Paige Miller, Two Last First Dates sounds like a disaster waiting to happen.

Paige is having a rough time. She's unhappy in her career and her One Last First Date ended in total disaster. Now, she has to figure out what to do professionally and personally. Life as a spinster with fifteen cats doesn't sound too bad, though.

Deciding to give up on love, Paige begrudgingly befriends Josh Bentley, the friendly coffee delivery guy, while helping out at the Cozy Cottage Café. His T-shirts make her eyes roll, but their runs have become an important part of her day and a blessing to her waistline, because Bailey's cakes are too good to pass up.

Meanwhile, her best friends offer to find Mr. Right for her, and all Paige has to do is let them. Then, the man of her dreams walks through the door. Marcus Hahn is as good-looking as he is charming, and any thoughts Paige had of being alone with those fifteen cats, fly out the window. Now, she just has to hope her friends choose him as her Last First Date.

But in the end, are Two Last First Dates enough to find The One?


Read the Cozy Cottage Cafe series

Book 1: One Last First Date https://books2read.com/koolfd

Book 2: Two Last First Dates is available now! https://books2read.com/kotlfd

Book 3: Three Last First Dates - coming October 31, 2017 Preorder Now at https://books2read.com/ko3lfd

Book 4: A Final Last First Date - coming early-2018




Excerpt


“Look, Helena. I’ve got to do something. I’ll talk to you later, okay? I promise.”

She gave me a meaningful look. “Sure. You go, girl. I’ll back you up, no matter what.” She hit her fist against her chest, like she was a centurion, pledging her allegiance to me.

I turned and walked through the line of cubicles to Portia’s office, nodding as people said hello. This wasn’t the time to be social. I was on a mission, and I wasn’t going to allow anything to get in my way.

I arrived at Portia’s office and stood, collecting my thoughts. I could see her sitting at her desk, immaculate as always in a pale pink suit with black trim, tap-tapping on her keyboard. I lifted my hand and knocked firmly on her door. Her head popped up, a look of surprise on her face.

“Paige. What are you doing here?” she asked, pushing her chair back and standing up.

Did she look nervous?

I stepped into her office and closed the door behind myself, leaning up against it as my heart raced. “I need to talk to you.”

“Okay,” she replied uncertainly. She gestured for me to take a seat. I shook my head in refusal. I needed to be standing for this.

“I thought we’d said all we were going to say last night?”

“No, Portia. You said all you were going to say. I didn’t.”

She tilted her head. “Oh?”

I clenched my hands at my side, preparing to launch into the speech I’d practiced on the way here this morning. My mind was made up; I had something to say.

I took a deep breath and looked directly at her. “Portia, I quit.”

Okay, so it wasn’t much of a speech, and practicing it hadn’t exactly taken very long this morning, but I wanted to ensure I hit the right tone. And hadn’t I learned in my years in marketing that a clear, simple message was the most effective?

To my unutterable surprise, Portia laughed. “I think you misunderstand, Paige. I fired you.”

“No, you didn’t. Your exact words were, ‘I’m moving you on.’ I remember. You never said I was fired.”

She shot me a condescending look, as though I was a three-year-old who needed to have the difference between a hug and a punch explained to them. “Paige. We talked about this. Your work has not been up to scratch for some time now. That’s why I am moving you on.”

I jutted out my chin, defiant. “But you can’t. Because I quit.”

She put her manicured hands up in surrender. “Sure. If that’s the way you want to play it, fine. Take your petty revenge over whatever it is you think I have or haven’t done.”

“I will. Thank you.” My voice dripped with sarcasm.

As I turned and put my hand on the doorknob, ready to leave, she added, “So, do I take it you don’t want that job in Dwight’s division, then?”

I pursed me lips. It was true, Portia had fired me—or “moved me on,” as she’d insisted on calling it—but she’d also offered me a role in her colleague Dwight Barlow’s team, working in product development. She thought I’d be a better “fit” there as she didn’t think email marketing campaigns were “quite my passion,” as she’d put it. I’d almost scoffed. Of course, email marketing campaigns weren’t my passion! Was she insane?

My interest had been piqued by the chance to work for a different boss, someone perhaps whose team wasn’t plotting to torture and kill him. That never makes for a harmonious working environment, in my experience. So last night, I’d agreed. Getting away from Portia and my yawn-inducing job had been the most important things to me.

And today? Things felt . . . different.

I narrowed my eyes at Portia, with the supercilious look she so often had on her face. Although I’d never shared Helena’s Tarantino-inspired depth of hatred for her, this was the last time I ever wanted to lay eyes on her again.

“You know what, Portia? I don’t want that job, or any job at AGD. Let’s agree I quit and I’ll leave right now. I even brought my own box to clear my stuff.”

She pursed her lips and stared at me through her designer glasses.

I locked my jaw and squeezed my hands into fists at my sides once more. What was her next move going to be?

Still staring at me, she let out a puff of air and nodded.

I’d won.

I smiled at her. “Good. We’re done here.”

I could almost hear that old nineties band, singing I’ve got the power! as I flung Portia’s office door open and strode toward my desk, people popping their heads over the tops of their cubicles to see what was going on as I passed by. My heart was racing, adrenaline was pumping around my body at a rate of knots, and it felt good, oh so good! Daa-da, da-da-daa-da . . . I’ve got the power!

I reached my desk and began to collect my things. Before I could say “wannabe gangster,” Helena was at the entrance to my cubicle. “Oh, my god! What happened?” She glanced at the box in my hands, half full of my personal paraphernalia. “Oh, hell. She fired you, didn’t she? That nasty, conniving bitch!”

At Helena’s loud exclamation, several more of my colleagues arrived at my cubicle. “Did you say Paige was fired?” one asked. “Oh, my god!” exclaimed another.

It's getting, it's getting, it's getting kinda hectic. Daa-da, da-da-daa-da.

“You cannot take this, Paige! This is wrong, so wrong. You must have your revenge!” Helena exclaimed vehemently, her fist in the air, her face turning purple with rage.

I half expected her to launch into the Samuel L. Jackson Ezekiel vengeance speech I’d enjoyed while watching Pulp Fiction. I admit, I’d rewound and watched that speech a few times. But instead, I held my box against my body and smiled at them all. “Actually, I quit.”

There was a collective gasp.

“You did? Why?” someone asked as another said, “Good for you!” Helena gawped at me.

“Yup. And . . . I have to go.” I collected my jacket and dropped it into the box and slung my purse over my shoulder.

“But . . . don’t you have to work your month’s notice out?” Helena asked.

“I figured since The Princess doesn’t exactly want me around, we’d forget about that whole notice thing.”

My—now ex—colleagues stepped aside like the parting of the Red Sea, and I walked through them all. “Bye, everyone! It was great to work with you all. Good luck!”

“Hey,” Helena said, grabbing my arm. “Good for you.”

I grinned at her. “Thanks. It was nice working with you. And thanks for the tip on Tarantino. I’m not sure I would have done this if it hadn’t been for him.”

She gave me a knowing nod. “Quentin changes lives.”

Usually, I would have thought she’d possibly taken her admiration for the guy a little too far, but in this, I decided she was right.

Stay off my back, or I will attack and you don't want that. Daa-da da-da-daa-da.

As I left, I glanced up between the row of cubicles toward Portia’s office. She was standing, watching me, her skinny arms crossed across her chest. I waved and smiled at her, enjoying every moment of my minor triumph.

I was no longer an Email Marketing Assistant. I was out of here. And I was free.