It’s A Mystery!

What’s the mystery?

Why The Neil Marshall Mysteries of course!

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It’s my 20th year anniversary in publishing this month and a marvelous press out of New Orleans has picked up the entire series to re-release them. Beginning with the first two books.

Come help me celebrate on June 25th here in your comfy clothes and enjoy the virtual cheer and party hearty!

We’re here to have fun and celebrate. Valerie, my wife, will start the day off at 9:00am CST. We’re getting a surprise visit during that hour from my new publisher and I’m posting at 1:00 PM CST for a Q & A and to share some fun facts, and we plan on ending it at 9:00 pm with a BANG.

Three giveaways!

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This is our All-Star Author lineup:

Please note that ALL times are for CST…that’s Texas time folks!

9:00 — Opening ceremony and introduction
10:00 — Les Lynam
11:00 — Barabra Chioffi
12:00 — C.A. Hoaks
12:30 — Terry West
1:00 –Tim Hemlin
2:00 — Ann Swann
3:00 — K.K. Allen
4:00 — Jenny Burke
5:00 –Alex Carey
6:00 — Lizabeth Scott
6:30 — Lili Mahoney
7:00 — James Reid
8:00 — Chess Desalls
9:00 — Closing ceremony and giveaway announcements!

 

For the Red Hot Summer Giveaway, click on the image below:

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A Royal Release for Lizabeth Scott

Thursday, January 7th was a special day for a good friend of mine. I met Lizabeth Scott on Twitter last year. I don’t remember the exact day, or even month, but I do remember that the day I befriended her we had a riotous conversation. I was impressed with her charm and intelligence, but especially her sharp wit. Since then we’ve started following each other on Facebook and although she writes in a very different genre than myself, her writing is crisp and intelligent. She joined in on our Holiday Story Hop and I truly enjoyed her story, Christmas Dreams.

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Who exactly is Lizabeth Scott?

In her own words, Lizabeth is a voracious reader, full-time romance writer, wife, mother, and PA to two terrier terrors. Liz is the author of The Royal Vow and Hearts of Gold Series, and she’s a Carolina girl who loves sand between her toes as frequently as possible.  She’s also known as GumShoeMom on the Geo Caching circuit.

Today I’d like to help her celebrate the newest release, the fifth book in her Royal Vow Series, Sweet Temptations. Congratulations Liz!

 

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Giving in to one simply divine temptation changed the course of her life forever. Chellie’s world spiraled out of control, and she had no one to blame, but the one man who lied and betrayed her. Her one night of unrivaled passion became the worst and most cherished moment of her life.

Prince Siran SuMartra stood fourth in line for the throne. Nothing was expected of him, and that’s exactly what he delivered. The image he put forth to the public was becoming tiresome to maintain. When he woke disorientated in yet another strange bed, with a woman he couldn’t remember, he knew it was time to change and take his place beside his brothers.

Years later, two very different people come together and discover they’re bound through a common bond. Prince Siran sets out to make amends. Chellie knows putting her trust in him again would only lead to another sweet temptation.

“One night of simply divine temptation changed everything.”

Sweet Temptation buy links:

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Connect with Liz Scott:

Twitter: @LScottBooks

Facebook: facebook.com/LizabethScottAuthor

Website: lizabethscottbooks.com

Email: Lizabeth@LizabethScottBooks.com

Subscribe to Liz Scott: http://tinyurl.com/Subscribe2LizScott

Blog: http://lizabethscottauthor.blogspot.com/

Let The Christmas Story Hop Begin

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Funny how the best laid schemes of mice and men often go awry. After rounding the corner at Thanksgiving to head into the Christmas season, my plans did a complete one-eighty and nothing has gone as I thought it would. This unexpected turn of events in the form of a family emergency did two things. First, I have a half-written Christmas story that remains half-written. I’d intended to share it in the blog. Maybe next year. And second, like most people during this season, I grow pensive, reflecting not only on my current circumstances but also how I arrived at them. Perhaps this year I’ve been a bit more contemplative than usual.

What better time to ponder life’s persistent problems than while running? Well, for me anyway. Today while logging my five and mulling over this blog it struck me how many young families have moved into the area. I saw toy and diaper boxes set out for Saturday morning recycling, and I wondered what Christmas morning was going to be like at that house or that one. Tired parents from staying up late to finish wrapping gifts and stuffing stockings? Wide-eyed, over-anxious kids ready for the day to begin at 5AM? Yes, that’s the way it was for Valerie and me when our children were young.

I also thought today about my own childhood, and one particular Christmas came to mind. To set the scene, I grew up in a small New England town where we didn’t lock the doors at night. The milkman still made deliveries, and if we weren’t home he would open the kitchen door, walk in, and put the milk in the refrigerator. So it sounded perfectly reasonable to me that Santa used our front door, since we didn’t have a fireplace.

On this Christmas Eve I was about five or six. My brother and I were in the habit of following my father around when he finished work, keeping him company when he changed from his work clothes. This night was no different, as he encouraged us to go upstairs with him, except that lo and behold when we came back downstairs, the front door was wide open to the frosty winter night. My mother came in from the kitchen where she’d been making dinner and asked what all the commotion had been. Wouldn’t you know, Santa had already visited us. My brother and I were flabbergasted. Santa came to us first? Wow!

When I was older I learned that my father’s family celebrated on Christmas Eve, and while my mother was a traditional Christmas Day person, he’d talked her into having stockings, gifts, and a big dinner on Christmas Eve that year. A small thing, but isn’t it the small things that make the big events special? And this year, despite all the unpreparedness, will be special too.

Merry Christmas, y’all. Now go read some good stories!

Terry West ~ Cecil and Bubba Meet Santa

Denice Garreau ~ Solstice Moon Spell

K.K. Allen ~ Arctic Winter Masquerade Ball (an excerpt from The Descendants, a Summer Solstice Novel by K.K. Allen)

John TM Herres ~ The Slaying Song

Ann Swann ~ Winter

JMD Reid – The Grotesque’s Favorite Season

EM Kaplan ~ Slay bells Ring, A Josie Tucker Story

Lizabeth Scott ~ Christmas Dreams

Lynette Creswell ~ Skullduggery in Elftown

Chess Desalls ~ Yellow Snow Cones

Merritt Kelly ~ Dani’s Prayer

JV Carr ~ Everyday Miracles