Book Spotlight: The Goblin King, Part 1 by A.E. Blair

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Genre: LGBT Romance / dark fantasy


About The Goblin King

Jasper Woodworth expects the summer of 1963 to be filled with thunderstorms and the comfort of his childhood home. He’s prepared for the attention of his doting mother, for dazzling parties, for whispered rumors of Briarford’s townspeople.

Everything changes upon meeting his mother’s new tenant: the mysterious and ethereal Harlan Winters. Harlan is entitled. He speaks in riddles, and he uses half-truths like bait on a fishing wire. What’s worse? He won’t explain himself, or his intentions, or his hypnotic interested in Jasper.

Overwhelmed by suspicion and a strange attraction, Jasper’s dreams take a turn for the unusual. He dreams of hands roaming his body. He dreams of Harlan’s warm, golden skin and those unearthly opalescent eyes.

Enabled by Harlan, Jasper finds himself tumbling down a steep cliff, rolling in his obsession and lust as they twist into something new, something he doesn’t understand. The only way to gather the answers he seeks is to confront Harlan directly, but how does one trap a supernatural entity?


The Goblin King Book Excerpt

The Goblin King book coverThe courtyard is vast, far larger than the garden in my back yard. Several yards away in every direction, a tall brick wall stretches, adorned at the top ornaments of white plaster. The sun sits high in the sky, casting down bright white rays onto the scene before me.


Birds chirp in the distance. Not the hoarse cawing of seagulls nor the shrill squawks of crows. Sparrows, maybe. Something high-pitched but pleasant. Almost a song. The wind carries the melody around me, and I close my eyes, my head tilting back. Around me, I hear the rustling of leaves, and I can see their lush greens and vivid colors winding around every structure, towering above me.


Sweat drips down the back of my neck, sticks my hair to the skin. To my left, there’s a fountain. It’s familiar – almost. Not quite. I follow the cracks in the plaster around the statue’s body, confident, as though they’re roads and I know where they lead. The cracks end at the statue’s headless neck, the plaster sheer, as though it had always been this way. As though it had never been broken. Water flows from the neck, clear, and my eyes follow it back down the statue’s body. It slips against the statue, turns white, then clear, then the sun hits it and colors explode from the water, every part of the spectrum, a cauldron of iridescent rainbow by the time it pools at the bottom, at the statue’s feet.


The clang of metal. Two cymbals crashing. My head jerks to the source of the sound, and who should be there to greet me but Mr. Winters?


His eyes are dark this time. I peer into them, expecting to see that strange, shimmering paleness, the same which curses the fountain’s water. He watches me, his eyes glued to me, and I take a step back. I try to. I try to lift my leg, but it’s rooted to the cobblestone beneath me.


Mr. Winters watches me, and I watch him. To his credit, he can take what he gives.


In his hands, a strange instrument rests. A wide circle, hollow, with a smaller, circular metal piece in the center. He beats it against the palm of his hand, his eyes unblinking. His shirt, white linin, lies open against his chest.


Beneath the hot sun, his skin shimmers, tan becoming pure gold.


I open my mouth to speak, but I can’t conjure the sound. My vocal cords don’t come into contact; there’s nothing but the air moving through my windpipe. My hand claps to my throat and I pin my eyes back on Mr. Winters, my mouth hanging open.


Mr. Winter’s mouth spreads into a smirk.


“Drink,” he says, and he follows it with a beat of his instrument.


I frown. I glare. I stand my ground. Mr. Winters nods to the fountain, keeping perfect time with his music.


“Drink,” he says again, and I cast my gaze back to the fountain. The water bubbles from the statue’s neck, and I watch it as it flows down its body. The pearly substance at the bottom becomes enchanting, mesmerizing, hypnotizing.


Without thinking, I reach down, and I let my fingers play in the iridescent water.


I confess myself quite the bachelor, so I can’t attest to personal experience, but those who shy away from marriage, from love unconditional… I’m afraid they’re shying away from eternity,” he says, and between his pretentious proclamations at the dinner table and vague threats, I never knew Harlan Winters to be a poet.


I have to recover.


I bite, “You won’t live forever, then,” and I throw it like a weapon toward him. If he wants to be a bachelor, perhaps he has to pay the price.


“Jasper!” Maman scolds. Harlan only laughs. He looks away, but my eyes stay on him.


“No, I suppose he’s right,” he considers, his head nodding from side to side as he considers it. A lock of silver hair falls into his eyes. “I’d be foolish to include myself in that.”


I want to be satisfied, but his words carry a melancholy that isn’t lost on me, that settles heavy over my shoulders. Harlan turns to me and smiles.


“Will you live forever, Jasper?”


I spit steel into my voice as I answer, “That’s impossible.”


The intensity of my defense is apparent, an elephant forcing its way through the walls, leaving nothing but rubble and carnage behind, but somehow, I can’t stop the fury. I’ve come for dinner, at his request. Do I truly deserve this conversation? And so early in the meal?


Harlan takes it in stride. He says, “I hope you aren’t destroying your chances.”


I take a breath to calm myself, and I reach for the bottle of wine. I take my time pouring myself a glass.


“I haven’t the slightest idea what forever feels like,” I tell him, focusing on the way the wine flows from the bottle like a waterfall. “I can’t miss something when I don’t know what it is.”


“Look up,” is Harlan’s response.


My glass full, I set the bottle back upright, and I cast my gaze toward the ceiling. I frown. There’s nothing there but wooden rafters. Harlan laughs.


“Not like that,” he says. “Not quite.” He crosses his arms across the table, settling in, mischief and folly on his face. I find myself leaning in, my neck craning toward him as he says, “I speak of the stars. When you see them, pinpricks of light against that vast darkness, never-ending – that’s the closest thing to eternity that humans can imagine.”


He lifts his glass and takes a drink of wine, his smile secretive, knowing. Jocelyn studies her menu, and I sit, transfixed by the man across the table. I want to pull more from him, more words, an explanation, but he stays quiet.


Author Bio

A.E. Blair is currently setting her keyboard alight with typing speeds in Orlando, Florida, but she’s been writing ever since she could hold a crayon upright on construction paper. Inspired by 80s fantasy movies and anime, she’s often dreamed of spiriting herself away to another world – and becoming supernatural royalty certainly wouldn’t hurt.


While A. E. is no stranger to writing, having gotten her start with fanfiction, The Goblin King: Part I is her first novel, and is expected to span six parts. In her spare time, A. E. likes to dabble in screenwriting, playwriting, and acting.



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Book Spotlight & Giveaway: Just off the Path by Weston Sullivan

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GENRE:   Fantasy

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Hansel never asked to be a hero. He never wanted to fall in love with Rapunzel, Queen of the East. He didn’t ask to be raised by Gothel the Wretch, and he certainly never wanted to be credited for her arrest. But more than any of that, Hansel never wanted to lie: but he did. He lied about everything. He thought that he was done with it all when he and his sister Gretel retreated into the woods to reclaim their land, but he should have known better.

Hansel needs to find a way to fix this, otherwise he will be responsible for Grimm’s destruction, or that is what he thinks. As Hansel isn’t the only liar in Grimm.


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My rude brother’s name is Hansel,” Gretel    said, pushing her way past a particularly  thorny vine. “And I’m Gretel.”


“How am I rude?” Hansel asked, his voice sharp. He wasn’t in the mood to argue. Their hunt was fruitless, and it was cold enough that his breath rushed from his nostrils and plumed into the air above his head. “I saved her life, didn’t I?”


The girls walked ahead of him, Ceara only steps ahead of Gretel. Every few seconds, she stopped to gather her bearings. They were fast friends; Hansel knew Gretel was intrigued by Ceara’s fearlessness. She walked the thickets as if they were a second home to her, leaving Hansel behind to worry about the things that hid in the darkness. He kept his bow drawn. It felt as though the briar was pulling him back and with each step he took, he could feel the thorns prick his skin, snag his clothes, like Grimm itself was assaulting him. Touching the thorns was unavoidable. His skin was on fire after the first few steps, and tiny pools of blood formed all over his body. Gretel was bleeding, too. But not Ceara, since her cloak shielded her from the thickets.


Gretel shoved her elbow into his ribcage. “It’s rude not to introduce yourself.”


“It’s rude to call someone else rude,” Hansel retorted. To his relief, he saw the light of the moon streaking through the overgrowth ahead. The three of them shimmied their way through the final layer of hanging briar and back into the woods. Hansel sucked in a breath of air. It tasted clean, crisp and cold, instead of stagnant and sour. Leaving the thickets was like taking a plunge into the river on the hottest day in summer. His muscles loosened and he strapped his bow on his back. They weren’t home, but they were safe.


They walked in silence for a few minutes, until they could see The Path. When they passed a tall tree, Ceara stopped and placed her palm on its trunk, admiring it. And when they reached a particularly tall tree, she stopped.


“Have you ever wondered why the trees shed their leaves in the winter?” she asked. “I don’t know about you two, but when it starts to get cold, I put more clothes on. I certainly don’t get naked and stand in the middle of the forest.” Her thought was interrupted by the sound of hooves in the distance.

Hansel squinted, looking off into the distance. Before he saw anything, Ceara tackled him to the ground. He mumbled an angry demand for explanation, but Ceara shushed him, pointing.


Five horses raced across the worn trail that cut through the wood. The horsemen were spots of light in the gray-brown haze of early winter. They wore gold and white—the colors of the Eastern region, Rapunzel’s territory. When they passed in front of him, he noted their tunics were dirty and their swords drawn. After they disappeared behind a wall of pale trees, he stood and brushed himself off.


“Why did you do that?” he asked.


Ceara shook the leaves from her cloak. “They’re tracking The Wolf.”


“So?” Hansel asked.


“You don’t want them to spot you anywhere near him,” Ceara replied. “All three regions are out for his head.”


“We’re friends of Rapunzel,” Hansel said. “She knows we hunt here. No harm would come to any of us.”


Ceara’s eyes widened emphatically. She closed her cloak over her bodice, her wicker basket producing the illusion of pregnancy. “It doesn’t matter.”


Gretel stepped between them, taking charge of the conversation. “Why are all three regions after him?”


“They think he’s the one who’s committed all the murders,” Ceara said. She leaned in close, even though there wasn’t another soul in sight.


“Murders?” Gretel asked.


“You haven’t heard?”


The word murder made Hansel cringe. He felt cold and vulnerable with it floating in the air around him. “We need to keep going. It will be dark soon.”

The girls followed him, but they hunched over like housewives in the market square, gossiping among themselves.


“What murders?” Gretel repeated.


“There’ve been murders all across Grimm for weeks. Close to twenty of them, at least!”


“I have no words.” Gretel shook her head. “There’s never been anything like this in Grimm. Not since…”


“Gothel,” Ceara finished her sentence. “I know.”


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Weston SullivanAfter graduating with a BA in Creative Writing from the University of South Florida in 2017, Weston Sullivan moved to New York City to live and write in the heart of the industry. In late 2016, he began working as an intern in the submissions department of BookFish Books. His short story, “On the Hillside”, won the Anspaugh Award for Fiction in February of 2017, and his novel, JUST OFF THE PATH, is due for release in early September. 

He likes to believe that he is in charge of his own destiny, but at the end of the day, he knows that he was born to serve his two beloved cats.

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New Book Release: Once Upon a Princess – A Paranormal Fairy Tale

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New Release: Once Upon A Princess: Heart of Stone

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In the ruins of a country destroyed by a curse. Princess Leesa goes looking for a way to help her people. Desperate to find an item of value to trade for supplies, she trespasses into an abandoned palace.


There, she finds more than she bargained for when she encounters a lonely Gargoyle who offers to provide her with everything she needs, for a price.


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Book Spotlight: Embrace the Romance: Pets in Space 2

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The pets are back! Embrace the Romance: Pets in Space 2, featuring twelve of today’s leading Science Fiction Romance authors brings you a dozen original stories written just for you! Join in the fun, from the Dragon Lords of Valdier to a trip aboard award-winning author, Veronica Scott’s Nebula Zephyr to journeying back to Luda where Grim is King, for stories that will take you out of this world! Join New York Times, USA TODAY, and Award-winning authors S.E. Smith, M.K. Eidem, Susan Grant, Michelle Howard, Cara Bristol, Veronica Scott, Pauline Baird Jones, Laurie A. Green, Sabine Priestley, Jessica E. Subject, Carol Van Natta, and Alexis Glynn Latner as they share stories and help out, a charity that supports our veterans!


10% of the first months profits go to Hero Dogs raises and trains service dogs and places them free of charge with US Veterans to improve quality of life and restore independence.


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Guest Post by Author Veronica Scott


Thanks for having me as your guest today to talk about Embrace the Romance: Pets In Space 2!

My co-organizer Pauline B. Jones and I thought the idea of an anthology with heroic pets set into scifi romance stories would be so much fun, and it’s been great to see what different authors do with the same story prompt. This is our second year with a slightly different lineup of authors than year one, just to change things up a bit for the readers.


Last year I wrote a starship’s cat and an alien pet that’s sort of a cross between a tribble, a red panda, and a cat, with her own special qualities. This year for some reason I was inspired by the idea of a telepathic alien eagle, and a Special Forcers soldier who was bonded with him. My original inspiration for the character of Valkyr was a parrot I met many years ago, who’d lived through the 1906 San Francisco earthquake and been handed down in the same family from his original sea captain owner! Talk about salty language – wow. My Valkyr is much more refined and only ‘speaks’ mind to mind with Grant, his current owner.


The other thing was, I had my heart set on writing a rock star romance. I love that genre so much but never thought I’d write one, since anything I write turns into science fiction. I know there have been singers in scifi before (think of the Diva Plavalaguna in “The Fifth Element,” a movie I love, although my rock star is nothing like her). The key for me was reading an article about rock stars here on Earth who had been booking special cruises on ocean liners, where they mingled with their fans and gave special concerts. I thought that was a perfect setup for my luxury interstellar cruise liner, the Nebula Zephyr.


My military hero became a security officer on the ship, which works as I’ve previously established the cruise line is veteran-owned and has many ex-Special Forces men working in security for them.


I’m usually bad with titles but I knew this story had to be about a songbird – the literal rock star and then an actual songbird that my eagle could protect. You’ll have to read the story though to see how the songbird figures into the plot.


I had so much fun writing the novella and I hope the readers will enjoy the story!


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Grant Barton, a Security Officer on the Nebula Zephyr, is less than thrilled with his current assignment to guard an Interstellar singing sensation while she’s on board the ship. It doesn’t help that he and his military war bird Valkyr are dealing with their recent separation from the Sectors Special Forces and uncertainty over their future, with their own planet in ruins.


Karissa Dawnstar is on top of the charts and seemingly has it all – talent, fame, fortune and devoted fans, but behind her brave smile and upbeat lyrics she hides an aching heart. When a publicity stunt goes wrong, Karissa finds herself in the arms of the security officer assigned to protect her – and discovers a mutual attraction she can’t ignore.


Trouble continues to plague the pair, driving a wedge between them and leaving Grant certain that Karissa is in more danger than she realizes, from overzealous fans and her own management. Grant is determined to protect Karissa whether she wants his help or not. Can he discover the truth behind what’s going on before he loses Karissa or is there someone else plotting to keep them apart – permanently?




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“Wow,” said Karissa, coming closer. “His claws are like knives. How can you hold him without getting hurt?”

“The glove and the shoulder of my shirt are made from woven cartefl fibers, strongest material in the Sectors,” Grant said. “In the old days, a handler had to wear bulky leather gloves and thick padding but modern tech makes things much easier. Shall we go?”

Karissa moved toward the door but gave him a dubious look. “You just carry him through the ship? What if he gets spooked and flies away?”

“Valkyr is a highly trained military asset,” he said, entering the corridor behind her. “And a registered sentient. He knows how to behave in a noncombat situation. This way.”

“So the two of you were in the war?”

He really didn’t want to talk about his past or explain himself to this pop star. “Yes. We were in the Special Forces Z Unit until recently. Z for zoological.”

“I saw a documentary on them once,” Karissa said as they entered the gravlift.

Valkyr liked antigrav and flared his wings to the full 8’ span, posing dramatically as they drifted downward toward the hangar deck.

Don’t show off for her too much. Grant chuckled a bit as Karissa gasped at the display his companion was making.

“How can you keep him on a spaceship?” Karissa asked, her voice full of reproach. “How can that possibly be good for him?”

They stepped off at the hangar deck, Valkyr folding his wings obligingly so Grant could get through the portal. “This a temporary job for me. I needed a place to land after the military, while I figured out our next steps.”

The hangar deck was the single largest space on the Nebula Zephyr, as big as the two cargo decks combined, and ran the entire length and breadth of the ship. Currently the three shuttles, the captain’s flitter and two small exterior maintenance vehicles were parked neatly in their assigned spaces, with plenty of room left over for incoming shuttles when the liner was in orbit above a planet.

A crewman greeted them, staring at Karissa so hard it was amazing to Grant that the man managed any coherent words. “Deck’s clear, as ordered. You have an hour.”

“Thanks.” Grant watched the man leave as Karissa gave him a wave and threw him a kiss. The crew member stumbled and all but fell into the gravlift.

“What now?” she asked.

“Now he flies.” Grant lifted his arm in a rapid motion and Valkyr launched himself into the air, flying low across the deck at first and then beating his wings to gain height. He was soon lost to view in the far end of the deck.


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About Author Veronica Scott

author Veronica ScottBest Selling Science Fiction, Fantasy & Paranormal Romance author, as well as the “SciFi Encounters” columnist for the USA Today Happy Ever After blog, Veronica Scott grew up in a house with a library as its heart. Dad loved science fiction, Mom loved ancient history and Veronica thought there needed to be more romance in everything. When she ran out of books to read, she started writing her own stories.

Seven time winner of the SFR Galaxy Award, as well as a National Excellence in Romance Fiction Award, Veronica is also the proud recipient of a NASA Exceptional Service Medal relating to her former day job, not her romances! She recently was honored to read the part of Star Trek Crew Member in the audiobook production of Harlan Ellison’s “The City On the Edge of Forever.”





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Book Spotlight: Other Worlds: A Limited Edition Collection of Science Fiction Romance and Paranormal Romance

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by Allyson Lindt, Award-Winning author A.D. Trosper, Cheri Schmidt and Tristan Hunt,Akaria Gale and Award-Winning author R. A. Steffan, Jennifer Rose McMahon, Award-Winning author Amy L Gale, Shawnee Small and K. R. Fajardo, Award-Winning author Lea Kirk, Mychal Daniels and Laura Hysell, Shawna Romkey and Elizabeth Ryder, E.A. Weston, Award-Winning author Lindsay Avalon, LaVerne Thompson and Starla Night, Jayne Fury and Isadora Brown

GENRE: Paranormal romance, Sci-fi romance

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Other Worlds: A Limited Edition Collection of Science Fiction Romance and Paranormal Romance


Journey into a multiverse beyond the boundaries of your imagination…


21 award-winning and best-selling authors bring you the best of PARANORMAL and SCI-FI ROMANCE in this enticing boxed set of exclusive epic adventures.


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Featured Book from the Collection: Rockfleet by Jennifer Rose McMahon

Haunted by visions of Ireland’s notorious pirate queen, eighteen-year-old Maeve must sacrifice everything to choose the life she was meant to live. Her strange and terrifying visions transport her to ancient Ireland where she finds herself questioning her true ancestral destiny and her rightful role in the history of her clan.


Warrior chieftains and British rule threaten to decimate her clan as Maeve fights to find the courage to join forces with the pirate queen in a resistance against the crown. But will the heart-wrenching distraction of a forbidden interest, a copper-haired medieval boy whose allegiance is unclear, derail her?


In the quest of a lifetime, or centuries of lifetimes, Maeve must change her course to preserve her family history and save her clan from obliteration.


Fans of Outlander by Diana Gabaldon and The Fever Series by Karen Marie Moning will enjoy being transported to medieval Ireland through its mythical legends in this suspenseful, time-travel prequel to the Pirate Queen Series.

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other worlds collectionMy head fell back and I rolled my eyes as I pondered how to escape the daily, repeating trap I was stuck in. I balled my fists and exhaled through tight lips, tasting my disappointment like bad medicine.


As I pushed myself up onto my knees, I reached for the top of Mom’s stone for balance. My legs had fallen asleep from being crossed for so long and I shook them out as the pins and needles ran behind my knees and down my calves. I shivered at the uncomfortable sensation and squinted my eyes, unsure if it was pain or just weird discomfort.


The tingling dissipated as I opened my eyes to a new darkness that had fallen around the cemetery. My familiar comfort with my surroundings shifted to cautious uncertainty as my spine straightened.


The sun was gone, hidden by black swirling clouds, and my hair blasted back from an unexpected gust. The wind howled out of nowhere in all directions as debris lifted and bombarded me.


My heart rate accelerated in surprise and I turned to get out of there. I bolted back toward the cannons, wondering if a tornado was about to touch down. I flinched as I passed the Wildman stone—I was always careful to never get too close, and this time, it was like it held new meaning and spooked me on purpose. I forced myself to not look at it as I ran past its lonely, desolate spot in the graveyard.


A surge of anger coursed through my veins, mixing with overwhelming terror, as I resented having my sacred space turned into a place of fear.


The force of the gusts knocked me off course and I scrambled to get to my secret exit. My hair batted at my eyes, making them water, and I followed my instinct more than my sight to find my way out.



My name, or an ancient Gaelic form of it anyway, haunted my ears and I swatted at them.


“Maibh. Teacht ar ais chugam.”


I batted at my ears again as if bees swarmed me.


The eerie sound from a faraway land beckoned for my attention, like the call of my ancient ancestors. It tugged and pulled me back with its lyrical cadence but I ran from it.


Stumbling over the low stone wall of the cemetery, I slid on my heels down the gravel hill and out onto the road with a heavy splat. My bare heels burned from the rough, scratching rocks.


Brightness of day had returned and I glanced all around while straightening my hair, pulling twigs out of it. I prayed no one saw me running out of the cemetery like a crazy person.


My breathing slowed some and I took a long inhale in hopes of steadying my pounding heart. But just as I let out the first bit of air from my exhale, the wind hit me again.


Adrenalin surged through me in an instant, causing me to leap into a full sprint. As if being chased by a ghost, I careened down the winding road like a wild woman, looking back over my shoulder the entire way.


Interview with Author Jennifer Rose McMahon

Jennifer Rose McMahonWhat inspired you to come up with your book series?

I have been planning the Pirate Queen Series for over twenty years, since my college days abroad in Ireland. While studying abroad in Galway, I travelled throughout the country absorbing the history as well as myths and legends. I also traced my roots to find where my grandparents came from, Country Mayo and County Leitrim. While exploring my O’Malley heritage, I discovered Grace O’Malley, chieftain of the O’Malley clan from the 1500’s and Ireland’s notorious pirate queen. Once I learned about Grace O’Malley, my Pirate Queen Series was born.


What is my favorite scene?

In ROCKFLEET, my favorite scene is when the main character, Maeve, discovers the source of her terrifying visions. Once she begins to understand the hauntings, she is able to piece together her true purpose and identity. Her shift from an insecure young girl to a powerful warrior is the best!


What do you love most about writing?

My favorite part of writing the Pirate Queen Series has been the ability to bring Grace O’Malley, the only female chieftain of Ireland’s medieval history, back to the forefront and into mainstream conversation. Her powerful rule and loyal army made incredible shifts in Ireland’s history, including a significant meeting with Queen Elizabeth 1 which influenced the future of Gaelic Ireland. I think Grace O’Malley is a role model who brings empowerment to women everywhere.


What is my writing routine?

I steal my writing time from any available crevice. As a full-time high school guidance counselor and mother of four, I find myself writing in the car during soccer practice or in my bed on the weekends before the house wakes up. But I find my writing time to also be my happy space where I can travel off in my imagination and hang out with the characters I’ve created. It’s a magical place.


What’s on your bucket list?

My bucket list includes another trip to Ireland where I have full access to enter the castles of Grace O’Malley and explore them to my hearts content. I’d also love to see the original documents of her meeting with Queen Elizabeth and of her other holdings and activities. I also hear there is a ring of Grace O’Malley that has been passed down through the O’Malley clan. Oh, I would looooove to hold that ring in my hand, and maybe even slip it onto my finger.


Author bio:

Jennifer Rose McMahon has been creating her Pirate Queen Series since her college days abroad in Ireland. Her passion for Irish legends, ancient cemeteries, and medieval ghost stories has fueled her adventurous storytelling, while her husband’s decadent brogue carries her imagination through the centuries. When she’s not in her own world writing about castles and curses, she can be found near Boston in the local coffee shop, yoga studio, or at the beach…most often answering to the name ‘Mom’ by her fab children four.

Her next book, Rockfleet, part of the Other Worlds Collection, a special $0.99 boxed set bundle of 20 PNR and SFR novels for a limited time. Preorder now!


The Pirate Queen Series. Fantasy/historical/time-travel/PNR

Book 0 (prequel): ROCKFLEET



Book 3: BALLYCROY (coming early 2018)



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Science Fiction & Fantasy Ebooks Sale

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Book Spotlight: Freddie Duet by Kiru Taye

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Freddie Duet by Kiru Taye
Series: The Essiens #6 & #7
Genre: Romantic Suspense, Women’s Fiction
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Violence marked Freddie Edun’s early years. Coming to work for the Essiens saved him from the angry young man he was and gave him focus. Now he’s walking the path of success, and partnership in Banks Security business is within reach. He just has to seal this deal with a potential customer first. Until he meets the client’s wife, and the deal risks taking a nose dive.

Kike Ogun married young to a man who dazzled her with his bogus charm. She’s lived like a caged bird for many years, but with a looming milestone birthday on the horizon, she is determined to walk a new path of self-love. If she could just ignore the electrifying and forbidden attraction she feels towards a younger man from the first moment they meet.

With a devious husband who refuses to let go, she’s going to need help—Freddie’s protection—to stay alive long enough to celebrate her upcoming birthday. And she’s going to have to give in to her dark passion for him and finally unleash the natural woman inside. If it’s only sex, then what’s love got to do it?

This story unravels in two installments—this is the first part.

The second part, Freddie Untangled, is coming soon



EXCERPT (Copyright 2017 Kiru Taye)

“Did you know that your gateman believes that God guards your house?” Freddie’s words cut into her thoughts, drawing her attention back to him. “And therefore, he doesn’t have to do anything more than just opening and closing the gates?”

Kike sighed. She remained aware of the lackadaisical attitude towards security around here. As if by being a pastor, her husband and anyone associated with him became bulletproof.

“I know. It’s part of the reason I don’t feel safe,” she replied in a monotone voice. “Sometimes, I feel as if I’m going to be murdered in my sleep and everybody is going to dismiss it as the will of God.”

Freddie stopped the car just after he went past the main gates leading out of the estate. He turned in his seat and stared at her, eyebrows drawn together. “Do you feel that unsafe? Did someone threaten you?”

Damn. Why had she blurted that out? She shouldn’t have spoken those words out loud. She’d never said anything like that to anyone before. And she certainly shouldn’t have said it to Freddie.

She avoided eye contact, and her gaze bounced around the car interior before settling on a spot beyond the windscreen at the high fence surrounding the building across the road. She clenched her hands into fists and closed her eyes, counting between inhales and exhales.

“Mrs. Ogun, is there something I should know?”

“Look, Freddie—“” Saying his name felt very intimate like she knew him on a personal level, which she didn’t. He was just a man looking to provide a service to her and her family. She needed to remember that. She avoided his searching gaze. He seemed able to discover things she hid. Not to mention the ease with which she had confided in him. “Forget I said that. It was nothing.”

“It’s not nothing.”

Cool palm covered the bare skin on her wrist. Her pulse jumped, her skin electrified, and her breath hitched. She turned her head so quickly that she felt woozy, the disorientation made worse when she met his gaze.

His eyes were full of questions, concern, and compassion. He looked at her as if he’d understood her fears even before she’d spoken them.

What was going on with her? He didn’t know her. Couldn’t know her. And he was never going to get the chance to know her.

“Just drive.” She ordered, forced herself to look away again, and tried to tug her arm free. He didn’t let her go. She swallowed as her skin flushed.


Her heart skipped a beat. Her name on his lips was beautiful, like a plea whispered by an old lover rather than a man she hardly knew. The low timbre vibrated through her, making her core throb. Her skin tingled where he held her. She was certain he could feel her racing pulse underneath his thumb.

Did he know that his restraint excited her?

She closed her eyes and held her breath. An image of him caging her with his body popped into her mind.

Her eyes flew open, and she raised her palms to cover her face. So she’d become starved of a lover’s affection in the past few years. But did she desperately miss the touch of a man enough to forget herself? That she would ache for the first man who inadvertently pushed her needy buttons?

“You shouldn’t call me that.” Her breathy reprimand came out weak, more to remind herself that she was just a client to him than to prompt him of his status.

“You can tell me anything,” he said, his enticing voice filled with empathy. “You can trust me. What I said in your house is true. I will protect you from any threat.”

“Okay.” Her voice croaked, and she swallowed.

“So will you tell me what’s going on?” he probed.

Her first impulse was to tell him the truth. To bare her soul to him. His soothing tone felt almost magical and inspired trust.

Breaking the habit of a lifetime proved difficult. She’d hidden things about herself from other people for years. When people found out things about her, all she ever got back were judgements and criticisms. The only person who ever really understood her was Lekan. See how that had turned out.

“Nothing is going on.” She still didn’t meet his gaze. At least this way, he wouldn’t know she was telling a lie.

He didn’t say anything for several racing heartbeats.

“Okay. When you decide to talk, I’ll be here to listen. Any time of day.” He pressed the ignition knob, indicated, and pulled out of the junction, heading to Yomi’s school.


Unidentified biker girl sits on a chopper motorcycle, night viewFREDDIE UNTANGLED ~ BLURB

Kike has struggled for years to break out of the chains of her marriage to Lekan. After moving out of the Ogun estate, she has to cope with condemnation not just from family and friends but from unseen followers as the story of her relationship with Freddie becomes media fodder. She’s finally free to love a man who loves her but is she about to lose everything else that matters to her?

Freddie has a new family—Kike and the kids—and he has to pull out all the stops if he is to outwit a powerful sociopathic pastor as well as and deal with ghosts from his past that come to haunt him. He will do whatever it takes to keep the woman he loves safe but the price might be his sanity and his life.

Lekan is not about to give up on a woman he sees as his property and uses every weapon in his arsenal to get Kike back, including following through on the threats he made.

With the odds stacked up against Kike and Freddie, is a happy future together even possible? Will they ever be out of Lekan’s reach?

This story unravels in two instalments—this is the second part and not a standalone.


EXCERPT (Copyright 2017 Kiru Taye)

Freddie turned to Kike who stood at the still locked front door with a contemplative expression.

“Shall I do the honours?” He stretched his hands out for the keys.

She handed them over. “I feel as if I should cut a ribbon or something.”

He found the right key and inserted it into the lock, twisting until it clicked. He shoved the heavy slab inwards.

“I feel as if I should carry you over the threshold.” Smiling, he winked at her.

She chuckled. “That would imply that we’re newly-weds.”

“A guy can dream, can’t he? Ladies, first.” He gave an exaggerated bow and waved his hand with flourish.

“As you wish, Gentleman.” This time she winked at him.

He could swear she emphasised the word ‘Gentleman’ on purpose which had his pulse racing and his cock hardening. Surely she didn’t know how much the word affected his mind and body.

Groaning, he followed her indoors and discretely tried to adjust the swelling in his jeans.

“I can help you with that.” She glanced back and tipped her head at his groin. Oh, she definitely knew exactly what her provocative words did to him.

“Lady,” he growled in warning. “Be careful what you wish for. Because that sassy mouth of yours is writing a cheque your ass is going to cash later.”

Her eyes widened but the teasing smile didn’t go away. She batted her long dark lashes innocently. “But what did I do?”

He closed the gap between them and she moved back. “You know exactly what you’re doing. Agreement or not, I know when someone is begging to be spanked and I’ll be more than happy to oblige you, right here, right now.”

Her back hit the wall as he caged her into the corner by the stairs, his hands splayed on either side of her head. He shoved his knee between her thighs, spreading them out.

Through her loose-fitting, merlot, linen trousers, the heat from her crotch burned him. The pulse on her collar thumped fast and her pink tongue darted, swiping her bottom lip. She wanted that spanking. He could see it in her bright gaze fixed on him.

By his calculation, she hadn’t had sex in close to two months. So she would be as ready to combust as he was. He wasn’t averse to dishing out some sexy torture.

Grinning wolfishly, he leaned forward and brushed his lips on her left ear lobe. “Go ahead, kitten,” he spoke low and against her smooth skin. “Taunt me some more. Make my day. Let’s christen this house with the cracks from my palm on your lovely behind.”

He pinched her bottom with his left hand. With his right hand, he tugged her nipple through her pink t-shirt.

Her breath hitched and she rocked her hips, rubbing her crotch on his knee. “Plea—”

“Oga Freddie,” one of the moving men interrupted her.

“Hold on, I’m coming.” Freddie replied as he pulled away from Kike.

Her head was tilted back, exposing her neck. Eyes closed and mouth open as she panted, she looked partially debauched. Sensually corrupted was a state he wanted to see her in often in this house. She’d been ready to plead for something. He looked forward to a time when they could explore their connection uninterrupted.

“Welcome to your new home, kitten.” He pressed his lips to her forehead and left her to tidy up as he went to deal with the movers.


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As a lover of romance novels, Kiru wanted to read stories about Africans falling in love. When she couldn’t find those books, she decided to write the stories she wanted to read.

Kiru writes passionate romance and sensual erotica stories featuring African characters whether on the continent or in the Diaspora. When she’s not writing you can find her either immersed in a good book or catching up with friends and family. She currently lives in the South of England with her husband and three children.

Kiru is a founding member of Romance Writers of West Africa. In 2011, her debut romance novella, His Treasure, won the Book of the Year at the Love Romances Café Awards. She is the 2015 Romance Writer of the Year at the Nigerian Writers Awards.





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