Wednesday, May 14, 2025

#NewBlogPost #BookBlitz...Hawk--Kiss of Death...#MC #Romance @RABTBookTours

(Kiss of Death MC 3)

Motorcycle Club Romance

Date Published: May 16, 2025

 May God have mercy on Carrie’s enemies, because I have none.

Carrie -- When I stumble out of the fog into a motorcycle club compound, the guys seem more freaked out over my name (something about an old movie?) than the fact that I’m covered in blood and asking for a jug of sulfuric acid. Not my best moment. Then Hawk steps in. His smile and the careful way he takes care of me steal my heart. I’m asking for heartache, but my whole life has been nothing but pain and disappointment. Just this once, I want to take control, take what I want. And I want Hawk. No matter what happens when my family finds me.

Hawk -- I knew Carrie was trouble the second I laid eyes on her. Of course, she was covered in blood, so, easy call. What I didn’t count on is how completely and quickly I fell under her spell. I might not be ready to admit it, but my brothers know and plan accordingly. Carrie is mine. Even though she’s proven she can take care of herself, whatever trouble she has coming for her will have to go through me.

Warning: Graphic violence and adult content which may be triggers for some readers. As always, there is a happily ever after with no cheating.


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The family reunion continued. Unfortunately, the women weren’t here. “Unfortunately” because I really wanted to see some fireworks tonight. Probably just as well because that feeling I had before was becoming an itch between my shoulder blades I couldn’t ignore.

I stood, acknowledging my brothers as I passed them on the way to the door. I stepped outside and took a deep breath. It was barely summer and already the air was humid and thick with moisture. I welcomed it, though. Inside our little corner of the city we’d created a haven of sorts. One whole city block in the center we turned into a small forest. In the center of that, was a park of sorts where we had a couple of vegetable gardens and several flowerbeds. Wasn’t a very “biker” thing to do, but it was peaceful. At one time or another, after getting out of prison, we all needed the relative quiet and solitude.

“What’s goin’ on, Hawk?” I looked over my shoulder to find Chains. He’d been my cellie for a while, and after I’d gotten out, he found me and brought me to Kiss of Death. We’d helped clean out the trash in the club when they’d picked a fight with the wrong club.

“Don’t know. Somethin’.”

Chains nodded as he stepped beside me. He leaned against the rail in front of the main clubhouse. Crumbled concrete, gravel, and dirt lined the paths that made up the “roads” in our territory. It looked exactly like what it was. A prison of our own making. Only this one was to keep the rest of the world away from us instead of the other way around.

“You got that feelin’ again?” Chains lit a cigarette, the flare of his lighter briefly illuminating the hard planes of his face. He’d been with me long enough to recognize when my instincts kicked in.

I nodded, scanning the perimeter of our compound. “Yeah. Like somethin’s comin’ our way.”

“Something or someone?”

“Fuck if I know.” I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to shake the sensation. My instincts had saved my ass more times than I could count, both on the inside and out. When they started screaming like this, shit was about to go down.

We stood in silence for a few minutes, Chains smoking and me just watching the night. Our guard posts on top of each building were manned. Security lights flooding lights flooding the area close to our fencing provided a little extra protection for the buildings around us. If nothing else, the extra lighting made it easier for their own security cameras to get good imaging of whomever was trying to rip them off.

The sound of laughter and music drifting from the clubhouse behind us usually filled me with contentment. Tonight, it was an irritation. I needed to hear the night around me, to get an idea what was about to hit us.

I ducked under the railing and walked down the gravel path, not sure where I was going but needing to get away from the noise and light. Though the area around our compound was well lit, the interior was dark except for inside the various buildings. The paths between buildings and everything other than the center garden were covered in camo netting. We were as protected as we could be here. So why were my instincts screaming at me? The feeling got worse with each passing moment.

“Hawk?” Chains fell into step beside me, his gaze sweeping the area above the fence line. “You see somethin’?”

I didn’t answer. Wasn’t sure I could because with every second ticking by, my anxiety increased. It wasn’t late, but the high humidity and milder temperatures made the fog coming off the Cumberland River roll in thick as pea soup. Every breath in was heavy and wet, the water vapor tickling my nose. The security lights reflected back, making visibility very far outside our walls nearly impossible.

The moment I saw the small figure emerge from the thick mist, it felt like all the hair stood up on my body. It was definitely a woman, but there was something off about her. I took a step forward. Then another. I was stopped when Chains grabbed my arm.

“Easy, brother. That’s creepy as fuck and I don’t fuckin’ know…” He trailed off. Which is when I got my first good look at the woman, courtesy of the flood lights as she came closer. No mistaking she was heading straight for us with a purposeful stride. “Why’s she covered in mud?”

“Don’t think that’s mud, Hawk.” Chains puffed his chest out and called out to the would-be intruder. “Stop there, little miss. Private property and all that.”

She stopped directly in one spotlight so there was no mistaking her appearance and physical state. “That your blood?” Private property or not, need for secrecy and privacy or not, I absolutely would not deny a woman help who’d lost that much blood.

“What?” She had a confused look on her face, then looked down at herself. “Oh! That. Nah, not my blood. I’m good.” She gave me a bright smile and a big thumbs up. “But I’m kind of in a bit of a bind?” She actually looked like she was genuinely sorry to take up our time. Like she wasn’t covered in blood looking like something out of a horror movie.

I glanced over at Chains. His fists were clenched at his side, his eyes wide. Guy was superstitious as fuck, but I’d never seen him like this. Looking back to the woman, I started to answer when a light flashed over her blood-splattered face and I had to fight off a shudder. Never show weakness. It was a mantra that had served me well. Yet, here I was about to piss myself because of one tiny woman with a little blood on her. OK, so a lot of blood, but how did I know it was even blood? Might be fake blood. Might be animal blood, which was disturbing in itself. Maybe it was mud after all, and the lighting and mist were distorting the colors.

“Yeah, small bind.” She winced and held her thumb and finger an inch apart. “Very small. Almost nonexistent, except it’s not.” Her expression fell slightly. “Um, anyway. I gave the guys every chance to walk away. I swear.” Her eyes were almost comically wide. Like she was a kid trying to talk her parents out of a punishment for something she’d done.

“Gave who a chance to walk away?” The question tumbled from my lips without my consent. I didn’t need to know. Didn’t want to know. The less I knew the better. Ex-con and all. I saw Chains out of the corner of my eye. He gave me a sharp look, but didn’t say anything, either unwilling to show division or to stop the carnage he knew would follow. Yeah. We were sick bastards like that.

“Oh, the guys I stabbed.” She gave a slight, nervous laugh. “I wouldn’t have hurt either of them if one of them hadn’t pulled the knife after I broke the other guy’s leg. And I wouldn’t have broken his leg if he hadn’t tried to hit me.”

“Tried to hit you.” Could I sound any more stupid?

“Yeah. They were trying to rob me and I took exception.”

About the Author. . .

Marteeka Karland is an international bestselling author who leads a double life as an erotic romance author by evening and a semi-domesticated housewife by day. Known for her down and dirty MC romances, Marteeka takes pleasure in spinning tales of tenacious, protective heroes and spirited, vulnerable heroines. She staunchly advocates that every character deserves a blissful ending, even, sometimes, the villains in her narratives. Her writings are speckled with intense, raw elements resulting in page-turning delight entwined with seductive escapades leading up to gratifying conclusions that elicit a sigh from her readers.

Away from the pen, Marteeka finds joy in baking and supporting her husband with their gardening activities. The late summer season is set aside for preserving the delightful harvest that springs from their combined efforts (which is mostly his efforts, but you can count it). To stay updated with Marteeka's latest adventures and forthcoming books, make sure to visit her website. Don't forget to register for her newsletter which will pepper you with a potpourri of Teeka's beloved recipes, book suggestions, autograph events, and a plethora of interesting tidbits.


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#OnTheBlogToday #BookBlitz #HappyReading...Too Much the Lion...#US #HF #CivilWar #RABTBookTours @RABTBookTours

US Historical Fiction/Civil War

Date Published: 05-13-2025

Publisher: Bariso Press

The soldiers did the fighting; the generals, the Infighting

In the waning months of the American Civil War, a delusional Confederate commander makes a desperate attempt to change the course of the South’s dwindling hopes by invading middle Tennessee. The tragic result of Lt. Gen. John Bell Hood’s misplaced hubris devastates his Army of Tennessee and alters the lives of the citizens of Franklin, Tennessee.

In a historical novel reminiscent of The Killer Angels, Too Much the Lion follows a handful of Confederate generals, infantrymen and local residents through the five days leading up to the horrific Battle of Franklin on November 30, 1864. The lives of soldiers ranging from Major General Patrick Cleburne to Brigadier General Hiram Granbury and from Sergeant Major Sumner Cunningham to Corporal Sam Watkins will be forever changed by Hood’s decisions and mistakes.

Franklin civilians like apprehensive and loving mother Mary Alice McPhail and teen Hardin Figuers, desperate to serve the Confederacy but too young to enlist, are ensnared in the events that will bring death and devastation to their very doorsteps. Devout Confederate Chaplain Charles T. Quintard must reconcile his religious beliefs with his support of slavery. Slaves like the elder Wiley Howard and the inquisitive young Henry B. Free are trapped on the fault line between what has been and what could be.

Too Much the Lion offers an unvarnished account of the dying days of the Confederacy in a powerful and moving narrative of honor and betrayal, bravery and cowardice, death and survival. Told with poignancy and honesty by an accomplished novelist, Too Much the Lion achieves for the Battle of Franklin what The Killer Angels did for the Battle of Gettysburg, providing a classic fictional account of one of the Civil War’s pivotal encounters.

 About the Author. . .

Preston Lewis is the award-winning author of more than 50 western, historical, juvenile, and nonfiction works. In 2021 he was inducted into the Texas Institute of Letters for his literary achievements.

Western Writers of America (WWA) has honored Lewis with two Spur Awards, one for best article and the second for best western novel. He has received ten Will Rogers Medallion Awards (six gold, two silver and two bronze) for written western humor, short stories, short nonfiction, and traditional Western novel.

Lewis is a past president of WWA and the West Texas Historical Association, which named him a fellow in 2016. He holds a bachelor’s degree from Baylor University and a master’s degree from Ohio State University, both in journalism. Additionally, he has a second master’s degree in history from Angelo State University. He lives in San Angelo, Texas, with wife Harriet Kocher Lewis.

 

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Tuesday, May 13, 2025

#NewBlogPost #BookBlitz...The Belmont... #Fiction #RABTBookTours @RABTBookTours

Fiction

Date Published: February 28, 2025

Publisher: MindStir Media

The Belmont is a tale of a young man's struggles with a heartbreak he cannot get past, set against the backdrop of a bacchanalia-filled weekend centered around the 1998 Belmont Stakes horse race, which ended with a Triple Crown bid thwarted by a photo finish. During a long "weekend" spread out over six days and in three different states, a weekend fueled by alcohol and sexual tension, but also filled with reflective, heartbreaking, exhilarating, hilarious, and heartwarming moments, Tommy Cippolini embarks on a journey of self-discovery, experiencing just about every single human emotion along the way. In between episodes filled with anger and frustration, anticipation, anxiety, disappointment, sexual arousal and temptation, binge drinking, daringness and trepidation, hilarity and debauchery, and longing and sadness, Tommy confides in good friends, casual friends, strangers, and family members about his feelings and past trials and tribulations.


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My name is Anthony Cocco. I’m 59 years old and a native of Malden, Massachusetts, but I’ve spent most of the last 21 years living about 20 miles north of Boston. Since 1997, I’ve worked in the financial services industry (some asset managers and some retirement services providers), in various roles, and recently started my fifth different job in that industry in February of 2025. Prior to that, I worked (out of college) in the health insurance field, mainly in customer and provider relations (three different companies in two different states—Massachusetts and Florida).

I am the fourth (and final) child born to the late Morris and Dorothy Cocco. I have two living (and one recently deceased) siblings, one brother and one sister (my eldest sister passed away suddenly in July 2024 at age 72).

I have no children of my own and have never been married, but I do have five nieces and nephews (3 of the former and 2 of the latter), two of which are the daughters of my late sister. Since I’m the only one of our parents’ kids to have remained living (for the most part) in Massachusetts, the rest of my family (except for some cousins) is somewhat spread out across the country.

I attended the State University of New York at New Paltz from 1984-88, where I earned a (largely unused) degree in Journalism (I wanted to be a sports broadcaster but got sidetracked when someone convinced me I needed to be a sportswriter instead). It wasn’t long before I realized that vocation wasn’t a good match for me, but my years at New Paltz weren’t entirely wasted because it was during that time when I met one of my lifelong friends, the guy who introduced me to the “Belmont Stakes crew”—his friends from his youth and from his undergrad college years. One of the main characters in my book is based on him, and all of the characters that make up the entire Belmont “tribe”, as I call it in the book, are based on his friends and other acquaintances.

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Sunday, May 11, 2025

#OnTheBlogToday #BookBlitz...Ashes to Flame...#NonFiction #RABTBookTours @RABTBookTours

Nonfiction

Date Published: March 3, 2025

Publisher: MindStir Media

Childhood trauma leads to perseverance and personal growth in this empowering memoir.

Born into a world shrouded by multi-generational cycles of abuse and child marriages, Donna Simmons navigates a harrowing landscape of pain and betrayal, detailing the challenges that devastated her early years but ultimately did not define the person she became.

Through poignant storytelling, she shares both moments of despair and the small victories that fueled her resilience. Each chapter reveals the transformative process of healing and self-discovery, touching on the importance of embracing nature, finding solace in creativity, and connecting with a community. Ashes to Flame recounts a powerful, deeply personal, and transformative journey from the ashes of childhood trauma to the vibrant light of purpose.

About the Author. . .

My name is Donna Simmons, and I’m a wife, mother, author, and avid advocate for breaking cycles of generational trauma and mental health recovery. As a Governor appointed member of the Kentucky Juvenile Justice Advisory Board and member of the Bakhita Empowerment Initiative Advisory Board, I work with public servants and providers across the state to support a reduction in juvenile system involvement and strengthening protective factors for high risk youth. My passion for this work comes from my direct experience as a child abuse survivor, involvement in a behavioral health facility when I was 14, and resulting grooming and exploitation by a 29 year old mental health professional who I was married off to as a child.

In my healing journey, I have recognized that true trauma recovery can only occur when we are willing to examine the generational cycles that keeps us bound in harmful patterns. My mission is to help others transform their trauma into purpose so they can break these cycles and reach their full potential as individuals and parents.

 

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#NewBlogPost #BookBlitz...Luna Court...#NF #Memoir #Adventure #ComingOfAge #Drama #RABTBookTours @RABTBookTours

Nonfiction/Memoir, Adventure, Coming of Age, Drama

Date Published: March 24, 2025

Publisher: MindStir Media

"Life on the road was a dream. Destinations were shaping up to be cold, hard, complicated realities."

The call of the open road, the music that fuels them, and the night that changed everything... In the early 1990s, amidst the gritty allure of Southern California's burgeoning music scene, 18-year-old Denver finds herself at a crossroads. Her father has been missing for over a year, leaving behind a void that haunts her every moment. After high school graduation, Denver and her best friend hit the road for a transformative journey across the country.

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You might say Dandy’s lifelong pursuit of healing began in many places: with parents who both abandoned her in different ways; with the incredible cross-country road trip she embarked on as a teenager; or with a transcendent night in Washington D.C.

The truth is, healing is not about beginnings or about endings. It’s an invitation that beckons to every one of us.

 





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Sunday, May 4, 2025

#NewBlogPost #BookReview #Goodreads...The Drowning Woman...@RobynHarding #Suspense #Thriller #Girlfriends #Friendship #MurderAndMayhem

 

A deliciously twisted story of friendship, retribution, and betrayal about a homeless woman fleeing a dangerous past—and the wealthy society wife she saves from drowning, who pulls her into a dark web of secrets and lies.

Lee Gulliver never thought she’d find herself living on the streets—no one ever does—but when her restaurant fails, and she falls deeper into debt, she leaves her old life behind with nothing but her clothes and her Toyota Corolla. In Seattle, she parks in a secluded spot by the beach to lay low and plan her next move—until early one morning, she sees a sobbing woman throw herself into the ocean. Lee hauls the woman back to the surface, but instead of appreciation, she is met with fury. The drowning woman, Hazel, tells her that she wanted to die, that she’s trapped in a toxic, abusive marriage, that she’s a prisoner in her own home. Lee has thwarted her one chance to escape her life.

Out of options, Hazel retreats to her gilded cage, and Lee thinks she’s seen the last of her, until her unexpected return the next morning. Bonded by disparate but difficult circumstances, the women soon strike up a close and unlikely friendship. And then one day, Hazel makes a shocking request: she wants Lee to help her disappear. It’ll be easy, Hazel assures her, but Lee soon learns that nothing is as it seems, and that Hazel may not be the friend Lee thought she was.

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One thing I know to be true is Harding is going to give you a story so juicy your eyes will be salivating the words and hungry for more. That’s exactly how I felt reading The Drowning Woman. My eyes were glued to each page as I would get extremely irritated when my reading alarm would go off signaling it was time for me to go to work. Uggg!


Lee Gulliver was a woman who used to have it all. In fact, if anyone would have told her she would be living on the streets and fighting for her survival to just exist, she would have laughed in that person’s face. The pandemic hit and it knocked Lee flat on her ass when she lost her restaurant. Everything she had worked for gone in a blink of an eye. Funny, there were times when Lee would see homeless people and bums living in the street and she never truly gave them a second thought. Isn’t it strange how the tide can turn at a moment’s glance.

It's one thing to lose everything but being a woman living in her car was dangerous enough. Having society look down on her as if she was a wasted piece of human flesh didn’t help matters none either. After one rough night fighting some men who were trying to rob her, Lee seeks shelter in a neighborhood that would be considered a “good” one and tried to find some peace in an otherwise crazy mixed-up world.

As she was about to doze off, she heard what appeared to be someone crying. A woman crying she believed. She heard her speaking but not sure who else was there. The next thing she knows there’s a splash and Lee realizes this woman leapt in the water and she did not resurface. Lee’s survivor mode kicked into high gear and throwing caution to the wind, she jumped in the water to save this woman who was clearly going to drown.

After bringing her to safety and making sure she was breathing, the woman seems to come to and when she does immediately, she’s angry with Lee. Hmm…that’s not exactly the response one would assume to receive for having saved someone’s life, right? This woman was irate with Lee. How dare she intervene? Who did she think she was for saving her life? Did she have any idea what harm she has caused her? Lee was confused and upset as well. Jeez, this is the thanks you get for saving someone’s life.

But unbeknownst to Lee, this drowning woman had a real reason for wanting to die. She was in an abusive relationship and by her saving her life set off a chain of events that neither of them could have ever imagined.

Wow! Talk about getting the popcorn and your favorite drink and read to your heart’s content. OMG! I would love to see this book turned into a movie, if it hasn’t already been commissioned? If not, it most definitely should. I could not get enough of this story. So, imagine my surprise after having read such an incredible edge-of-your-seat, nail-bitingly, excitable story, I get to the end, and I felt so deflated. I can’t think of any other word to truly capture what I felt. Pure deflation.

I was so bummed and it’s not for reasons that you might think. The ending was perfect, but it’s so not what I had expected would happen. What you must understand is, I had five different scenarios going on inside my head while Harding took me on this wild and crazy journey of Lee and Hazel, the drowning woman, if I didn’t mention before. I just knew Harding was going to give me a surprise ending to really bring home all the excitement I felt reading this story and when she didn’t give that to me, I felt cheated—deflated. I had nothing. I looked around the room and tried to figure out why did she choose this ending? Again, the ending is not bad at all. It truly isn’t and maybe other readers might have felt it was justified but to this reader, when you give me all these red herrings and twists and turns, I am expecting an ending that matches if not surpasses what I’d been reading. When that didn’t happen and it just ended on a good note, I felt almost like I’d been tricked or robbed so to speak. I was not expecting that from a Harding novel.

Having said that, this book was so damn good. I cannot deny that. It was truly a great read, and I just wished she would have jumped inside my mind and picked one of the great endings I had for this story which would have made it even juicier if that were even possible.

The Sexy Nerd gives The Drowning Woman four stars. This is a five-star read but because the ending wasn’t exciting to me, I deducted one. Even though I wanted something crazy to happen in the end, it does not take away from the great read. This novel was amazing. Harding is such a good writer. If you’ve never experienced her writing before, I encourage you to give this one a try. You will most likely be able to read this in one setting—it’s that good. Until next time, Nerds, you know how we do!


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Sunday, April 27, 2025

#OnTheBlogToday #BookBlitz #BooksAndBooks...Dancing with Darkness...#NonFiction #Healing @RABTBookTours #RABTBookTours

Non Fiction, Healing

Date Published: April 26, 2025

 

DANCING WITH DARKNESS is a guide for healers, practitioners, leaders and professionals who have been successfully supporting their clients finding light whilst struggling with their own darkness. Too often, we forget our own needs whilst helping others. This book, which combines personal experiences, channeling and practical work, is a useful tool to help you find the light, while dancing with your darkness.

About the Author. . .




Taniya Hussain qualified as a Social Worker in 1991. She has been working for Wandsworth Youth Justice Service Team since 1997. She also runs Taniya Hussain Consulting offering Rapid Transformational Coaching to individuals and Training and Consultancy to Public Sector Service Providers and Private Sector Companies in identifying, preventing and overcoming onset of early burnout.





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Thursday, April 24, 2025

#OnTheBlogToday #BooksAndBooks...Scars of Sand and Soil...@RABTBookTours #RABTBookTours #ScarsofSandandSoil #JeanKKravitz #HistoricalFiction

 

Historical Fiction

Date Published: July 24th, 2025

Publisher: Acorn Publishing

 What’s left of a man’s soul when everything he loves is taken from him?

It’s 1864, and Gabriel Cooper couldn’t care less about the civil war raging around him. Framed for crimes he didn’t commit, he’s been sentenced to a Confederate chain gang, where swampland justice rules and alligators prey on the unwary.

So when Colonel Robert Tremont rides into camp offering freedom in exchange for fighting on the front lines, Gabriel jumps at the opportunity. He thrives as a soldier, but the end of the war leaves him adrift.

Gabriel ends up in New Orleans, where he meets Simone Livingston, a fiercely independent woman with hidden scars of her own. Kept on a tight rein by her overbearing father, Simone only wants freedom—and the enigmatic Gabriel.

But Gabriel has unfinished business and a mind for vengeance. Will he be able to create a peaceful life with Simone or will his greed and thirst for retribution keep them trapped in a dangerous web of deceit—a web Gabriel fears can only be untangled with murder.

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As the quintessential queen of “what if,” Jean Kravitz channeled her active imagination to pen her debut novel, Scars of Sand and Soil. However, achieving her childhood dream of being a published writer was not a straightforward path.

Jean earned a bachelor’s degree in psychology and a master’s degree in human development and aging from the University of California, San Francisco. She went into clinical research in pharmaceuticals, but left her career when her children were born. Then, she picked up writing again, honed her craft, published articles in a small newspaper, and passionately immersed herself in historical research.

Jean has many interests, including reading, gardening, needlepoint, and learning new languages. She lives in Southern California and has a husband, two daughters, and two cats, Lenny and Penny.

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#NewBlogPost #HappyReading #BookBlitz...In Her Sanctum...@RABTBookTours #RABTBookTours #InHerSanctum #EmmaBailey #LesbianRomance

Lesbian Romance, Lesbian Fiction

Date Published: March 3, 2025

 

 They’re opposites in the widest degree.

Elise Hahnfeld is the ‘perfect’, obedient, high-performing office worker. She’s been a doormat for so many years it felt second-nature, but she’s growing exasperated at the drudgery of her normal life, her job that’s taken more from her than she can afford to give. If only someone was there to show her a different path, one where the unknown can be exciting instead of terrifying. Someone who could distract her from the mundane. When Elise loses everything, desperation drives her to do something unthinkable.

She gives up control to a dominant woman with a taste of the forbidden.

Sierra Kernan isn’t a stereotypical Mistress. She’s masculine, cocky… and exactly Elise’s type. Sierra is a barber-turned disciplinarian with a body that could turn even the straightest woman into a flustered mess with just a command. Sierra is everything that Elise isn’t: confident, strong, and self-assured.

When their paths meet, Elise realizes that Sierra isn’t the revered Mistress she claims, but a woman with a dark past. Sierra’s jealous twin sister Abi is a toughened mercenary determined to make their lives a whole lot messier.

It’s a delicate dance of trust and submission. Elise is repressing a feistiness that only Mistress Sierra knows how to tame… but who says that being tamed is a bad thing?

About the Author. . .

I'm an indie author, gamer, cat lover and geek culture consumer. I work as an IT technician. I'm creatively-wired and love technology.

I started writing as a hobby, poetry and creative writing, and then I branched out into writing novels. There were a lot of unfinished drafts that never materialised, until I finally found myself, seemingly out of nowhere, writing and fleshing out an entire novel. The ideas flowed, and so too did the words on the page.

Six years later, I have returned with an entirely new direction and narrative style. I focus on writing sapphic, lesbian stories that I feel are often underrepresented in media and especially on bookshop shelves.

Allowing the reader to have the freedom to interpret things in their own mind plays a part in my overall writing style. My writing isn't always black and white, but symbolic and colourful. I find power in writing strong, capable female protagonists.

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Sunday, April 20, 2025

#OnTheBlogToday #BookReview #Goodreads...Everyone Here is Lying...@ShariLapena #Family #LoveAndMarriage #Affair #Mystery #Suspense @SexyNerdRevue

 



William Wooler is a family man, on the surface. But he's been having an affair, an affair that ended horribly this afternoon at a motel up the road. So when he returns to his house, devastated and angry, to find his difficult nine-year-old daughter Avery unexpectedly home from school, William loses his temper.

Hours later, Avery's family declare her missing.

Suddenly Stanhope doesn't feel so safe. And William isn't the only one on his street who's hiding a lie. As witnesses come forward with information that may or may not be true, Avery's neighbours become increasingly unhinged.

Who took Avery Wooler?





The Sexy Nerd's Review. . .
It never ceases to amaze me when one mistake can blow up and turn into something so huge you might otherwise have missed, if it wasn’t for how that mistake impacted so many lives.

Dr. William Wooler was having an affair. He didn’t mean for it to happen but this cute young woman working as a volunteer at the same hospital where he worked just happened to come into his line of vision and the rest, as they say, is history.

The problem was Nora, his side chick, was married too. Both of them had children as well. They didn’t mean to fall in love with each other and yearned to start new lives with each other, if it weren’t for those pesky spouses of theirs. 🙄

Nora began feeling too guilty about the deceit to her husband and on her last night with William, unbeknownst to him, she told him it was over. Just like that! Point! Blank! Period! William was irate. They loved one another. How on earth was she just going to up and leave him now?

William drove home because he knew the house would be empty. His wife was at work, the kids were in school and he needed a place all to himself so he could think things through.

Hmm…problem was when he got home, he wasn’t alone. His daughter, Avery, was there. What in the hell was she doing home? Turns out the school gave her detention and instead of waiting for her brother, as her parents had a million times told her to do, she decided to go home instead. Her brother was also the same person who told her where the hidden spare key was kept, so what was the harm, right?

Dr. Wooler was angry that the love of his life just called it quits. He wanted some alone time to get his mind right and here sat his daughter working on his last nerve. Off the bat, William wanted to know why Avery was home and she got mouthy with her father and him already being in a foul mood, struck his daughter in the face knocking her to the floor. Instantly he regretted slapping his daughter but he couldn’t help himself. He had too many emotions going on that his daughter just didn’t understand.

As you can imagine, she recoiled from his quick embrace and he kept apologizing to her that he didn’t mean it and to please not mention this to her mother but Avery just gave him a look and that made William all the more guilty for having struck his daughter in the face.

He needed air and to get out of this house. So, he grabbed his keys and left his daughter in the kitchen. Several hours later, William’s wife blows up his phone. He dreaded answering because he knew his daughter must have said something but the call he was expecting to get wasn’t what he got. Avery was missing. Wait…what?

Yes, Dr. Wooler’s daughter went missing. How on earth could that be? He just saw his daughter a few hours ago in the kitchen. Where could she have gone that fast? As he was thinking of all of these things, his wife was frantic with worry and he immediately went home to be with his wife and son. They alert the authorities and the nightmare of being a parent of a missing child has officially begun. Where was Avery?

OMG! When I tell you I was glued to the pages of my Kindle I couldn’t tap fast enough to get to the next page. I have to give a special shout out to the Mystery Lovers Bookshop in Oakmont, PA for the awesome recommendation of this book. When you fill out a profile of the types of books you like and pay a fee for the book and shipping, they will send you a book based on your selection and they nailed it for me. I’m definitely going to try that service again with them. Awesome!

This is one of those stories like I mentioned at the beginning of my review that one mistake can morph into something that you didn’t see coming. I think Dr. Wooler has more than learned his mistake a bit too late, but oh well. Even though I enjoyed the story so much, there were times I felt the book dragged a little and could have ended much sooner than it did, but having said that, I still had fun reading it and finding out all the tea on the people in the town of Stanhope. I tell ya those small towns can be a doosie.

The Sexy Nerd gives Everyone Here is Lying four stars and I’m being quite honest. 😁 This was an incredible story. I could not get enough of how it kept building like a crescendo with each note going stronger than the last. If you’re looking for some excitement, drama, and mayhem, you most definitely need to read this story. You’re going to get that and so much more. Until next time, Nerds, you know how we do!

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Tuesday, April 15, 2025

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An Axel Blaze Crime Action Thriller

Action Adventure; Military thrillers; Vigilante justice

Date Published: April 10, 2025

 

 A cartel kingpin. A botched raid. A blood-soaked vendetta.

When Mexico’s deadliest cartel, La Manada, spills blood on American soil, Delta Force Captain Axel Blaze gets the call. His mission: capture cartel boss Javier Salazar and crush his empire. No red tape. No half-measures.

But when an ambush forces Blaze to pull back stateside, the cartel takes the fight across the border—hitting civilians, targeting officials, daring him to respond.

Now, it’s personal. This time, it’s not about taking prisoners—it’s about ending threats. Blaze is coming for Salazar, and he won’t stop until La Manada is nothing but a smoldering memory.

 

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Bill Runner cut his teeth as an investigative journalist, plunging into the gritty underbelly of crime, before turning to writing edge-of-your-seat thrillers. Raised on a steady diet of westerns and lone ranger sagas, Bill’s real-life encounters with rogues and heroes shaped his electrifying protagonist, Axel Blaze. An adrenaline junkie at heart, Bill is a seasoned mountain climber and paraglider, and also a lifelong student of martial arts. Working the crime beat and studying the art of fighting honed his skills to craft pulse-pounding thrillers, renowned for their razor-sharp action sequences. You can find out more about Bill at his FB profile under the name Bill Runner Author.


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Friday, April 11, 2025

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Book 1 of The Sea Hawkes Chronicles

Historical Fiction/Nautical Fiction

Date Published: April 10, 2025

Publisher: Acorn Publishing

The man who fights for his family is far more dangerous than the one who fights for his king.

Colonial sea captain Jonas Hawke returns home to Norfolk after a year-long voyage only to have his ship and its valuable cargo seized by the British Royal Navy. As the royal governor further tightens the noose on trade, Jonas is thrust into the chaos of a growing rebellion. Desperate to support his family, he sets out to find work. When he is denied a commission with the newly formed Continental Navy, he outfits his own vessel as a private ship-of-war and voyages to the Caribbean in search of enemy merchant ships he can capture and friends he can trust.

But dangers multiply on the unforgiving sea. The Royal Navy reacts mercilessly to the threat posed by privateers like Jonas. How will Jonas fare now that he has boldly defied the King of Britain to preserve his family? And what will happen to his loved ones while he is away, engulfed in a war to oppose tyranny in the name of freedom?

About the Author. . .



Naval Academy and Naval War College graduate Thomas M. Wing retired after thirty-two years as a Navy Surface Warfare officer. He served more than ten years at sea and twenty-two years ashore in increasingly important tactical and operational billets. A dedicated sailor for half a century, he created the Continental Navy Foundation, served as its executive director, and commanded its brigantine, Megan D.

He wrote In Harm’s Way from a desire to explore the topic of America’s early sea warriors and how they struck fear into the hearts of British shippers around the globe. Thomas’s award-winning first novel, Against All Enemies, was released in 2023 by Acorn Publishing. He resides in San Diego with his wife and daughter and a cat and a dog. Whatever free time he has is spent on the water.


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