Welcome Lorrie Struiff

Today I am welcoming friend and fabulous author of many boosk, Lorrie Struiff.

Hello, Margaret,

Thanks so much for allowing me to come back to your blog to tell folks about my new release.

A HEAP OF TROUBLE from MuseItup publishing.

 

If you readers like a mish-mash of sweet romance, old west setting, cattle rustling, and an imp of a ringtail monkey’s antics, this is the book for you. It’s different.

Sheriff Cole Walker of Cold Creek Kansas, and he’s a hunk, has his sights set on pretty Mattie Wells as soon as she arrives in town. She sure makes his spurs jingle. He tries to woo her, but the little gal refuses to ever get married. Mattie has a dark secret that makes her feel this way. But Cole is determined to learn her secret while harboring a few of his own.

Then, he also has cattle rustlers to find quickly, or an all out war may start between the rancher JJ and the farmers. The mayor gives him and his deputies one month before he’ll call for outside gunslingers.

Talk about pressure!

Then there is Beggar, the ringtail monkey that decides to adopt Cole. Now, Cole isn’t fond of critters of any kind, but Mattie finds the little thing so adorable and takes a shine to men who have pets. What’s a fella to do? Especially when he learns that Beggar sneaks out at night, steals the townsfolk’s knackery and hides them under Cole’s bed. He’ll look foolish putting the fur ball in the Hoosegow. ‘Sides, he’d slip out between the bars.

What a dilemma. A gal who has his heart, rustlers roaming the hills, and an imp of a thieving monkey. Yep, I’d say Cole has a heap of trouble on his hands.

 

 

Excerpt

She whispered, “Even with all that happened tonight, I had a lovely time. Thank you for

asking me.” She rose on tiptoes and her moist lips pressed against his.

 

His mind shattered. He clasped her upper arms and deepened the kiss. Her lips softened, parted under his. She tasted so sweet, and her scent made him dizzy. With what little sanity he had left, he held his lower body away from hers and fought the maddening urge to crush her against the door and devour her with his mouth, his tongue.

 

Suddenly, a weight fell onto his back like a sack of potatoes. Cole jerked, breaking the kiss.

 

Beggar leaped from Cole’s shoulder to the rail, making annoying lip-smacking sounds and rocking back and forth. The dang rascal. Maybe he should shoot him. He jabbed his elbow back and knocked Beggar off the rail, hoping Mattie wouldn’t notice in the dark.

 

Cole took in a sharp breath and stepped away from Mattie, heat riding up his face. Now he did it. She was gonna smack him for sure. He took her hand. “I’m sorry, Mattie. My brain went sideways there for a little bit.”

 

“It’s not your fault. I’m the one that started it.” She lowered her eyes. “I shouldn’t have, and I really shouldn’t have accepted your invitation today, either.”

 

“Huh? I thought you liked me a mite?” He stepped back. “Are you sayin’ you’re sorry you went with me today?”

 

She turned away and shook her head. “I’m saying I shouldn’t be keeping company with

someone I’m beginning to like a lot.” She rubbed her arms as if chilled.

 

“You’re makin’ no sense.” Cole touched her shoulder and yearned to put his lips on the

graceful arch of her neck.

 

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Author Spotlight.

Married to Him by Senica Evans

Retail $9.99

ISBN: 978-1475010152

Published via CreateSpace July 31, 2012 (Originally published December 2011)

Non-Fiction/ Memoir & Inspirational

Available for all e-reading devices and in paperback at all major retailers including Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Books-A-Million.

Synopsis:

One woman's story of overcoming a marriage filled with deceit, infidelity, and abuse to living a life filled with joy, peace, and deliverance.

From Senica Evans, comes a riveting, heartbreaking, drama filled autobiographical tale of her tumultuous marriage to Spank. He is verbally and mentally abusive and can't seem to control his incessant cheating. But it didn't start that way! They met and became the best of friends. Almost inseparable from the start. As Spank's true self was slowly being revealed the relationship picked up speed and eventually began to spin out of control. She saw the signs but her desire to keep her family intact was far greater. Despite the craziness, her love for him fueled the drama fire and his selfishness was the wind that kept it ablaze. There was a lesson to be learned from all of this and she was determined to figure it out.

Excerpt:

“The butterflies were swarming and I was warming up on the inside. He sat back on the couch and began to swirl his finger around the curls in my hair. He pulled me back to him and his lips touched mine. The kiss was so passionate it sent jolts through my body. Then all of a sudden he abruptly pulled away from me. “Go ahead and finish eating. I have more planned” he said with great confidence.”

“On one of the rare occasions  he would actually open up and talk to me, he told me, “sometimes you have to put things on the back burner to get what you want. Once I got you, I moved everything from the back to the front.” This explained it all! I was just something to be conquered. He didn’t love me, not one bit. It was all a game. “

 “You’re so silly! Why aren’t you taking pictures? What woman doesn’t take pictures on vacation? You’re just walking around looking like you’re a man or something. What was the point of you bringing the camera?

I didn’t know picture taking was gender specific! If you aren’t happy with the amount of pictures I’m taking or the lack thereof you are more than welcome to take them yourself.

I’m not doing anything. You’re the woman so you are supposed to do it. I don’t know why you want to be a man so bad. Senica you aren’t a man. You can’t be the man.

Huh?!? Ok whatever Spank!”

Author:

Senica Evans as author, relationship coach, radio host, and speaker is passionate about helping women overcome the destruction in their life to reveal their true beauty and greatness. As a survivor of domestic violence, sexual assault, and destructive relationships, Senica founded SennySen to be a guiding light to women and teen girls. Senica is the author of Married to Him, an autobiography of the destruction she faced in her abusive destructive marriage.  Senica is preparing to release her second book later this year; Woman Free Yourself: A Guide to Healing from Divorce or a Heart Wrenching Breakup by Starting Over, Rediscovering You, & Crushing Bitterness, Anger, and Resentment. Visit her at http://www.sennysen.com .

 

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Welcome to T.J Dell

My Guest today is the lovely T.J. Dell. When she isn't reading or writing (which is almost never), she is enjoying a blissfully boring life with her family in Maryland.  Her two greatest wishes are to serve on a Starfleet Starship or to be invited to join the Justice League.  Sure her chances are slim, but she's a big believer in dreaming big. 

A hopeless romantic to her very core, TJ's books explore every corner of the wobbly-kneed-world of romance novels.  She has a particular penchant for Young Adult themes.  Dell's debut novel 'Her Best Friend's Brother' is enjoying its tenth month as an Amazon best seller, and her popular Elfkin Series is hot on its heels.

For more information follow her on Facebook

 

Email: tjdellbooks@gmail.com

 

 

Here is her book tour link-

 

Giveaway: T.J. Will be giving away 2 signed paperbacks of Whispers in the Woods, along with three $5 Amazon Gift Cards during her tour. The Rafflecopter code is below, please insert with every post.

 

Vol. I
When Evie Parker meets Lucas Spencer she begins to feel hope again. Lately she's been going through life in a fog and Lucas is all about teaching her how to have fun again. For the first time since the accident she knows what it means to be happy.

So who cares if Lucas is a little odd. It isn't that strange that she's never met his parents, or that teachers never seem to notice when he's late for class. Evie tries not to care, but on top of all his peculiar behavior she's been feeling kind of sick lately-- ever since she met Lucas actually.

When Lucas decides it is time to come clean with all his secrets Evie has to make some hard decisions.

 

Vol. II
All Evie wants is a little bit of normal in her life-- is that really too much to ask?
Lucas isn't normal, but he makes her happy. That should count for something. Evie thinks she can find a balance that will let her be normal and also be with him.

Of course she hadn't counted on adding his family into the mix, or his ex-girlfriend.

Life with an elf is never boring.

Vol III
Lucas and Evie were finally at a place where Evie was comfortable with her mix of normal human teenager and fantastical elf boyfriend. Then she went and got herself crushed by a tree.

Evie wakes up with a whole lot of extra issues to deal with. Not the least of which is a trip inside the Veil to see Lucas's home. She never would have agreed to go if she'd known she was going to have her own secret to hide.

Genre:Young Adult Paranormal Romance
Publisher:Independently published
Release Date:May 21, 2012
Purchase Links: Amazon  Barnes and Nobel Books a Million

Whispers in the Woods Excerpts.

 

“Is something wrong with your pizza?”  Lucas paused between giant bites of his dinner.  Two huge slices piled high with every topping on the menu were still waiting on his plate.  He’d already polished off one.

“No.  I’m just letting it cool off.  I prefer to be able to taste my food.”   My own single slice of pepperoni pizza was still piping hot and therefore untouched in front of me.

Lucas held one of his hands over my food, gauging the temperature.  “It should be cool enough.”

As always, he was right.  A moment before steam had been drifting off my plate, and now it was perfectly cooled:  still warm enough to taste good, but nowhere near hot enough to burn my taste buds off.  All thoughts of how wrong that was got pushed to

the back of my mind—along with all other similar thoughts I’d been ignoring for the past forty-eight hours.  That area of my mind was getting mighty crowded lately.

“Eat, Evie.  You’re making me self-conscious.”  Lucas’s voice pulled me back to the conversation.  He was grinning around a big mouthful of his third slice.

“I really don’t think that’s possible.  Besides, food clearly doesn’t affect your body the way it does a normal person.”

His jaw hung open.  The way he was staring at me—well, I may as well have smacked him.  “What do you mean?”

I blushed.  Probably I should have kept that to myself.  “Nothing.  I just… well, look at you. I’ve watched you consume a gazillion calories over the last two days and you still look… well, the way you look.”

“I think there is a compliment in there somewhere.”  A grin broke out on his face.

“Umm… yeah.  I guess.”  Man, that was embarrassing! 

Lucas got up from his chair and settled himself next to me in the booth.  “You don’t think I’m normal?”  His whisper was low and husky, and his breath tickled against my ear.

“Are you?”  Could he hear my heart?  Could everyone in the building hear it?  It was certainly beating loud enough.

“If I’m not normal, does that bother you?  Would it matter?  Would you still have agreed to come here with me?”

“Probably.”  My voice was squeaking.

“Which one, Evie?”  He lifted his hands to frame my face.  His beautiful soft eyes bore into mine as though this was the most important conversation he’d ever had.

“Probably I would still have come to dinner with you.” 

Relief flashed in his eyes—and something else, too.  At the time I couldn’t recognize it for what it was: guilt.  “I’m not sure you know what you’re saying, but I’ll take it anyway.” 

He tasted like pizza.  That was the first thought to register in my brain after his lips touched mine.  It was also the last thought.    The entire restaurant melted away.  In a corner to our left a kid was screaming for more French fries.  Two tables to our right a group of kids argued as they counted their pocket change on the tabletop.  All around us arcade games buzzed and beeped while children cheered.  I heard none of it.

I know what you’re thinking.  And yes, we were in a family restaurant surrounded by children.  But I swear it wasn’t like that; not on the outside anyway.  His kiss was soft and sweet.  His hands never left my face.  The amazing, earth-shattering, life-defining moment was happening on the inside.  Something deep inside me snapped.  Not snapped apart.  God knows I’d been broken into enough pieces recently.  It was more like snapping together.  It felt like finding last piece of sky in a big jigsaw puzzle.  I could feel him.  Just like the day before, only times a thousand.

“Oh wow.”  I grinned when we pulled away.

“Uh-oh,” he said at the very same moment.

 

 

REVIEW

A Woman’s heart By Susanna Hargreaves
A woman’s heart is a journey of a grief. It isn’t full of hysterical tears and depression, even though loosing a child must be one of the worst tragedy’s a mother should ever have to endure. When the heart aches and the body feel weighted down by pain Sarah calls to god for help, and he sends help in the guide of her guardian angel, Arden. The story moves along quickly, and the characters introduced are engaging. London is a busy city, where people hurtle from A to B with no regard for others, yet Sarah doesn’t see the rush, only the experience of being somewhere that eases her pain. Susanna’s description of London is accurate and she has done her homework on researching it. You feel you are almost there with her descriptive flair.
A lovely short story that will lighten even the hardest heart.

I give this story five stars. Well worth reading

Peace Blitz

PEACE BLITZ! 73rd anniversary of the crash of the G-AESY one day Peace hop on Wednesday August 15th PEACE BLITZ!


Find a corner of your house that is quiet. That could be a bedroom, bathroom, conservatory or place in your garden. On a small table place a Rose quartz and Amethyst tumbled stone. If you have untumbled stones, they are even better.
Amethyst is very good for overworked, overstressed, or overwhelmed minds as it is very calming. Many people sleep with an Amethyst crystal under their pillow to give them a restful sleep. Rose quartz is a crystal that heals the heart of past and present emotional wounds. When placed together these crystals can balance the Heart, Mind, and Soul.
Burn some lavender incense, as lavender is a healer on all levels. You can have a small angel on your table if that is your desire. Archangel Raphael is a great angel to call in as he is a healer of the highest order. Light a small white candle or tea light and hold your crystals. Allow them to blend with you, while the lavender sooths your mind. Your hands might feel tingly, but this is quite normal. It is just the crystals working their magic. Sit comfortably and close your eyes for ten minutes and allow the crystals to remove anything from your heart and soul that no longer serves you. You can play soft music if you wish, or just sit in the peace and quiet of your mind.



A prayer of peace

May the angels always guide you
To eternal inner peace
Walk protected in their garden
Where stress and strain will cease
For this dear place is part of you
The garden is your mind
So find chair and sit a while
You’ll be surprised at what you’ll find.

New Release

Have you seen my latest book...no..why not!!! Psychic Development is about finding yourself. What is is not about is contacting the dead. There is such a misconception about our PSYCHIC self and our SPIRITUAL self. We are all born with psychic senses, but as we mature, sadly they are rarely used. Have you ever had that feeling that you’re being watched? Feel that your partner is ill, yet they are at work and you’re at home. These feelings are your inbuilt Psychic senses prodding you, almost begging you to pay attention. In this book you have a step by step guide telling you how to reawaken your inner defence mechanisms. By the time to reach the end of this book, no one will be able to lie to you again, because you will know in an instant. Should you take that job? You will listen to your gut feeling and know the right course of action.
The book also teaches you how to lower your own blood pressure, relieving stress on your body and helping your heart cope with the stresses of everyday life. This book literally will change your life for the better and that’s not hype. Its fact.
You will also receive a free Holistic Therapy E-Book when you purchase Psychic Development. A double bargain. Just email me your receipt and I'll send it to you right away.

If you have bought this book, please do leave your thoughts about it. Good or bad. I am truly interested.








BUY YOUR COPY. You won't regret it.

The best comment will get a FREE crystal pendulum from me as a thank you.

Welcome to Diedre Havrelock

If you’re a fan of supernatural fiction then you will be captivated by this true story about a spiritually sensitive girl and the path that led to her possession. Part one of a two-part series, Saving Mary is the story of a modern-day Mary Magdalene—the woman from whom Jesus cast out seven demons.

Deidre Daily is drawn to anything seemingly spiritual, desperately seeking a spiritual existence. But inside this vibrant girl hides a terrified child who sincerely believes she has married the devil. Through a series of spiritual encounters her fear turns into reality, and she ends up possessed. Here is a bit about the author of Saving Mary.

Deidre’s fascinating spiritual memoir relays her story from childhood to adolescence: invisible eyes leering at her from the corner of her bedroom, horrible nightmares tormenting her, and her desperate attempt to find God—only to end up possessed. It is a candid account of possession from a first-person perspective. This dark memoir brings to light an intricate world of deceitful spirits hell-bent on manipulating and damaging an innocent girl’s life, not only through her dreams, but also through seemingly every-day encounters.
Deidre D Havrelock grew up in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada where she eventually met her husband to be, DJ. It was DJ who initially noticed Deidre’s dark state and worked to seek out someone willing to perform her exorcism. Eventually, the newlyweds found their way to the southern hot spot of Brooks, AB where Deidre began writing. From there the family trekked across eastern Canada to Moncton, NB where they learned to love French fries with cheese curds and gravy. Currently nestled in the hills of Kennewick, Washington, Deidre has two horses, one dog, three cats and too many rabbits…and let’s not forget her wonderful husband and three energetic daughters. Her memoir, Saving Mary: The Possession chronicles her dark childhood and the path that led to her demonic possession. She is currently working to finish book two of her spiritual memoir, Saving Mary: The Deliverance. You can find her here


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Here is a small taster of this brillient, must have book.

Downstairs in Doug’s basement I say, “Welcome to the first meeting of the Ouija Club. Our goal is to find out where Fred lives, why he wants to talk to us”—Jason starts humming the Twilight Zone theme; I ignore him, “And who exactly Fred is.”
“He’s your freakin’ imaginary friend,” says Winston, lighting up a smoke.
Doug and I laugh. Tereena laughs too.
“That’s what I thought at first,” she says. “Just wait and see.”
In Doug’s basement is a wooden table, and on the top of it, with markers, we write the alphabet, the numbers one through nine with a zero at the end and the words “YES,” “NO” and “GOODBYE.” We also add our names to the table along with common words: and, but, or, this, that, so. All this helps communication go faster. And we use a longer ruler, a meter ruler, one that fits all our fingers. And we don’t let Doug start off the session just in case Beelzebub comes creepin’ back. Instead, I start. I lower the basement lights and then I take my place at our new round wooden Ouija.
I tell everyone, “Put your fingertips as lightly as possible onto the ruler. Hardly even let your fingers touch.” Everyone puts their fingers along the ruler. Winston sticks only one finger on the ruler. I ignore him and whisper, “Fred, are you here?”
FLOOSH! The meter ruler flies off the table.
“Holy crap,” goes Winston.



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