Today is my stop on a blog tour for The The Peculiar Lives of Circus Freaks hosted by Triple A Publishing Services. This anthology was released on April 1st, 2017. It is a a YA paranormal anthology featuring stories from Mindy Ruiz, Tia Silverthorne Bach, Kelly Martin, Amy Evans, Liz Long, BJ Sheldon, Allyson Gottlieb, and Misty Provencher!
Cover design by Regina Wamba of Mae I Design
Interior formatting by Allyson Gottlieb of Athena Interior Book Design
Release Date: April 1, 2017
For more information on The Peculiar Lives of Circus Freaks, and to interact with the authors, join The Peculiars, a Facebook group dedicated to all things circus freaks!
Come one, come all to the Kipling Carnival,
where you’ll meet beasts and beauties and everything in between.
Inside the Big Top you’ll find daring adventures from:
Tia Silverthorne Bach ~ The Animal Tamer trying to deny her own animal instincts.
Amy Evans ~ The Mermaid Prince who’s determined to stand on his own two feet.
Allyson Gottlieb ~ The Magician running from the sins of his past.
Liz Long ~ The Ringmaster, whose last wish is to be in the center ring.
Kelly Martin ~ The Cursed Performer free for one day only.
Misty Provencher ~ The Fortune Teller who takes more than just your breath away.
Mindy Ruiz ~ The Bearded Lady trying to break an ancient curse.
BJ Sheldon takes us behind the circus curtain with her Roadie.
Unveil the mysteries of The Peculiar Lives of Circus Freaks.
Where things are never what they seem.
Tia Silverthorne Bach ~ The Animal Tamer
Amy Evans ~ The Mermaid Prince
Allyson Gottlieb ~ The Magician
Liz Long ~ The Ringmaster
Kelly Martin ~ The Cursed Performer
Misty Provencher ~ The Fortune Teller
Mindy Ruiz ~ The Bearded Lady
BJ Sheldon ~ The Roadie
Today is my stop on the blog tour for Will to Live by Rachel Amphlett. Will to Live will be released tomorrow, April 5th, 2017! You can enter to win one of two e-book copies of Will to Live at the bottom of this post. Today I am asking Rachel some questions about herself so we can get to know her:
JRR(Jessica’s Reading Room): Where are you happiest?
Surrounded by greenery – rivers, woodlands, ancient sites, that sort of thing.
JRR: That sounds peaceful! We don’t have many ancient sites here in Georgia where I live. Who would you like to star in the film of your life?
Helen Mirren. Gotta love her attitude 🙂
JRR: Good choice! Describe your best ever holiday.
Sailing around the coast of Turkey and the Greek islands on a traditional gulet boat.
JRR: I would love to go to those countries one day! What do you think is the best thing about social media?
Networking and making new friends – I have so many new connections in the UK and around the world through my writing and I couldn’t have done that without social media. In small doses, it’s good.
JRR: Yes it can be a very good thing for networking! Now what about the worst…?!
Having to be careful what you say. It’s like emails – people can’t hear the inflections or humour in your voice and know whether you’re joking or not – and I have a very dry sense of humour!
JRR: What is the most important item you require for a quiet night in?
Gah! This is a hard one – it’d have to be a tie between a glass of wine and a book, lol
JRR: Yes, I agree on the book! Is it best to always tell the truth or is it sometimes better to tell a little white lie?
Tell the truth. Always.
JRR: What’s your signature dish?
Cheese on toast, ha ha – I leave the proper cooking to the other half!
JRR: Me too! My husband is the cook and I am the cleaner!
Reputation is everything
When a packed commuter train runs over a body on a stretch of track known to locals as ‘Suicide Mile’, it soon transpires that the man was a victim of a calculated murder.
As the investigation evolves and a pattern of murders is uncovered, Detective Sergeant Kay Hunter realises the railway’s recent reputation may be the work of a brutal serial killer.
With a backlog of cold cases to investigate and attempting to uncover who is behind a professional vendetta against her, Kay must keep one step ahead of both the killer and her own adversaries.
When a second murder takes place within a week of the first, she realises the killer’s timetable has changed, and she’s running out of time to stop him…
Will to Live is the second book in a new crime thriller series featuring Kay Hunter – a detective with a hidden past and an uncertain future…
If you like Angela Marsons, Peter James and Robert Bryndza, discover the latest addition to Rachel Amphlett’s new series today.
About the Author:
Rachel Amphlett is the bestselling author of the Dan Taylor espionage novels and the new Detective Kay Hunter crime thriller series, as well as a number of standalone crime thrillers.
Originally from the UK and currently based in Brisbane, Australia, Rachel’s novels appeal to a worldwide audience, and have been compared to Robert Ludlum, Lee Child and Michael Crichton.
She is a member of International Thriller Writers and the Crime Writers Association, with the Italian foreign rights for her debut novel, White Gold, being sold to Fanucci Editore’s TIMECrime imprint in 2014.
An advocate for knowledge within the publishing industry, Rachel is always happy to share her experiences to a wider audience through her blogging and speaking engagements.
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Today is my stop in the Blog Tour with Bloodhound Books for Before the Devil Knows You’re Dead by Owen Mullen. Today I am sharing an excerpt of the novel.
Charlie’s Back! Gavin Law was a whistleblower. Now he’s missing. Just another case for Glasgow PI, Charlie Cameron, until he discovers there is more to Law and his disappearance than anyone imagined. Wallace Maitland, the surgeon responsible for leaving a woman brain-damaged may have abandoned his sacred oath and become a killer. Did the hospital which refused to accept responsibility for the tragedy have Law silenced permanently? Or, with his wife little more than a vegetable, has David Cooper, believing he has been betrayed yet again, taken justice into his own hands? Charlie comes to realise the world of medicine can be a dangerous place.
Across the city, East End gangster, Sean Rafferty is preparing to exploit the already corrupt city council in a multi-million pound leisure development known as Riverside. The project will be good for Glasgow. But not everybody is keen to work with Rafferty. With more than money at stake, Sean will do anything to get his way. His motto, borrowed from his old man, is simple. Never take a no from somebody who can give you a yes. If that means murder, then so be it. Charlie has crossed Rafferty’s path before and lived to tell the tale. He may not be so lucky a second time.
Colin McMillan sat in the car outside the flat and stared at the window. More than once he started to get out and changed his mind. The light was on. She was there; he’d seen the curtain move an hour ago. Since then there had been nothing. For two months he had tried and failed to have a conversation with his estranged wife. Joyce didn’t want to speak to him and hung up as soon as she heard his voice.
Without her, the house in Bearsden where they had lived for fifteen years, was just bricks and mortar; rooms filled only with memories of them as Colin and Joyce: The McMillans.
On their last night together they’d made love in the dark. And in the dark, Joyce was more demanding than he had ever known her. She devoured him, scratching his back and beating her fists on his chest like a trapped animal trying to escape. When it was over she turned away, sobbing quietly into the pillow. Because she had known.
The following evening, McMillan returned to find his wife gone, leaving him confused and unhappy and alone to wonder what he had done wrong.
Since then, he had drifted through days that became weeks then months, paralysed with sorrow; unable to come to terms with it. He had been here on other nights, hoping she would talk to him and at least tell him why.
The edge of the curtain drew back a fraction. For a couple of seconds a face peered down at him. Or did it? He couldn’t be sure. It had been a long and difficult day in theatre dealing with a series of complicated deliveries; the surgeon was exhausted. Seeing what he wanted to see maybe. So he waited, afraid of causing a scene, knowing it wouldn’t help. After twenty minutes he came to a decision. Whatever the problem was it could be put right. He had to have one last go at saving his marriage.
McMillan got out of the car.
His footsteps echoed in the stairwell. A lonely sound. At the top he stopped. The door of the flat was open. He called. ‘Joyce! Joyce! Joyce it’s me!’
McMillan went inside, along the hall and into the lounge at the end. There was no sign of his wife. He tried a bedroom. Nobody there. Not in the kitchen either. In the second bedroom he found her and his world fell apart.
Joyce was hanging from a cupboard door. She had cut an electrical cable off something and used it as a makeshift noose. Her features were distorted by the agony endured in the minutes before she died. Saliva trickled from her mouth and a viscous strand of mucous hung from her chin, like the beginning of a spider’s web. The tip of her tongue poked from between her teeth above bulging eyes that didn’t see.
The books she’d been standing on lay scattered on the floor and her arms were by her side, pushed tight inside the belt she had been wearing so she wouldn’t be able change her mind. Joyce McMillan hadn’t wanted to save herself.
Colin McMillan ran to his wife and threw himself around her waist, sobbing like a child. He eased her lifeless body off the door and carried it into the lounge. On the couch he placed a pillow beneath her head and ran his fingers tenderly through her hair. What kind of hell had she been in to do this?
The answer was on the coffee table. Three crisp pages slipped under a half-finished cup of tea, still warm. Joyce’s small unhurried hand explained all her husband hadn’t understood and more. At the end she had written ‘I’m so sorry. Forgive me. Please.’
Reading it broke McMillan’s heart. It hadn’t been passion that final night, it was despair. When he finished he was crying. He turned off the light and sat staring into the darkness, drained of every emotion except hate. Joyce’s face, horribly twisted in her final moments, would be with him for as long as he lived. He loosened his tie with a trembling hand. Eventually he folded the sheets of paper and put them in his jacket pocket, reached for the telephone and dialled 999.
About the Author:
When he was ten, Owen Mullen won a short story competition and didn’t write anything else for almost forty years. In between he graduated from Strathclyde University with a Masters in Tourism and a degree in Marketing, moved to London and worked as a rock musician, session singer and songwriter, andhad a hit record in Japan with a band he refuses to name; on occasion he still performs. He returned to Scotland to run a management consultancy and a marketing agency. He is an Arsenal supporter and a serious foodie. A gregarious recluse, he and his wife, Christine, split their time between Glasgow – where the Charlie Cameron books are set – and their villa in the Greek Islands.[Top]