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Kal Medi Series Book Tour & Giveaway


The Beauty Killers
Kal Medi Series Book 3
by Ann Girdharry
Genre: Crime Thriller
Kirsten believed her
dreams were coming true.
Until she wound up
under lock and key in a dirty cell.

To stay alive, she must obey every twisted command of her captor. And
there are two other women with Kirsten – one has been incarcerated so
long her hair is falling out in handfuls, the other is going mad.
When an undercover policewoman disappears, a secret from Detective
past links him to the killer.
Kal and Marty go undercover to track a predator who captures women.
A clever killer hiding in plain sight – and it seems he’s being protected…
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London Noir
Kal Medi Series Book 2
Memory loss, nightmares and an urge to kill – Sophie has it all.
But is it really Post traumatic stress disorder?
Or something more sinister?
Sophie’s mother was murdered when she was a child and she can’t
remember a thing about it.
Then, fifteen years later, Sophie’s friends
are picked off
one by one.
Kal Medi wants to atone for her father’s crimes.
She befriends Sophie and goes undercover to track a twisted killer
who’s been preying on vulnerable women – and getting away with it – for
The creepiest killer you’ll meet this year.
Grab your copy today.

Ann Girdharry is an Award winning, British crime thriller author.


Her debut crime thriller, GOOD GIRL BAD GIRL, is an ERIC HOFFER
Ann Girdharry is a trained psychotherapist. She worked for many years
the UK as a manager in the not-for-profit sector. Today, she lives in
Montpellier, France with her husband and two children.
She loves to travel and has lived in the USA, Norway, the UK and

Extract 2 – The Beauty Killers

Jennifer Morris lay in the pitch black.
She had a stabbing pain in her head and her wrist was throbbing. She couldn’t remember
anything. In fact, she couldn’t think of much at all, not even who she was. Her head was fogged up
and thoughts kept slipping away. It was like one hell of a bad hangover and much more besides.
The floor was smooth and smelled musty. Groaning, she rolled to the side and gave a gasp as her
wrist scraped the ground.
‘For God’s sake shut up!’
The whisper was full of fear. It sounded so urgent she stopped breathing. The hair at the back of
her neck stood on end.
After a few seconds, slowly and carefully, she pushed onto her knees. Her heart hammered and
she waited, hoping it would calm. Staring out into the dark, she couldn’t make out a single thing.
Should she answer? Should she curl up and hope the other person went away? She couldn’t think
what would be best to do. In the end, she couldn’t stand it any longer.
She did her best to make her voice steady. ‘Who’s there?’

‘Shut up. Don’t make a noise or they’ll come for you.’
This was crazy. It didn’t make any sense. She shook her head but her thoughts wouldn’t come
into line. The voice was a woman’s and it came from nearby though not really close.
On her knees, she inched her way in the direction of the voice. She was stopped by something
cold and hard. Reaching out her good hand she felt vertical metal bars. Prison bars, said a thought in
her head, and that idea made her heart hammer even faster.
Everything was so pitch black. Why the hell were there no lights?
And she couldn’t stand the silence.
‘Who are you?’ she said.
A second voice spoke, again from the other side of the bars, except this time from the left.
‘Are you stupid or something!’ the voice hissed. ‘You want to be dead? Shut the fuck up.’
Now her heart thumped like it might burst.
The first voice spoke again in the same urgent whisper. ‘You’re new and you’ll get to understand.
Stay quiet and do as you’re told, then they’ll leave you alone. And for fuck’s sake don’t cry. You’ve
got to make like you’re happy.’
Her head began spinning.
Part of her wanted to laugh and another part wanted to vomit. This was real. This was terror –
she could hear it in the women’s voices. No, more than hearing it, she could feel it. She could feel
their terror in her bones.
Her whole body started shaking. Don’t be frightened, she told herself, this can’t be real. This was
a nightmare. It was all wrong and soon she’d wake up and everything would be all right. Pushing her
head against the metal, she tried to make herself wake up.
The more she ground her head against the bars, the more their warnings rang in her ears. She
pressed her eyes shut and tried not to scream.


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Yeast of Eden Book Tour, Review, & Giveaway

Yeast of Eden
A Pancake House Mystery #4
by Sarah Fox
Genre: Cozy Mystery
Pub Date: 10/30/2018

In USA Today
bestselling author Sarah Fox’s delicious new Pancake House Mystery,

it’s up to Marley McKinney to
discover the waffle truth behind a rival’s murder . . .
Winter has come to Wildwood Cove, and riding in on the chill is Wally Fowler.
Although he’s been away for years, establishing his reputation as
the self-proclaimed Waffle King, the wealthy blowhard has returned to
the coastal community to make money, not friends—by pitting his hot
and trendy Waffle Kingdom against Marley McKinney’s cozy pancake
house, The Flip Side. Wally doesn’t see anything wrong in a little
healthy competition, until he’s murdered in his own state-of-the
art kitchen.
Marley isn’t surprised when the authorities sniff around The Flip Side for a
motive, but it’s her best friend Lisa who gets grilled, given her
sticky history with the victim. When a second murder rocks the town,
it makes it harder than ever for Marley to clear Lisa’s name.
Marley’s afraid that she’s next in line to die—and the way
things are looking, the odds of surviving her investigation could be
stacked against her.
Sarah Fox is
the author of the Music Lover’s Mystery series and the USA
Today bestselling Pancake House Mystery series. When not writing
novels or working as a legal writer, she can often be found reading
her way through a stack of books or spending time outdoors with her
English Springer Spaniel. Sarah lives in British Columbia and is a
member of Crime Writers of Canada.

Chapter 1

My car’s headlights cut through the darkness, illuminating the driving rain. The windshield
wipers swished back and forth in a rapid rhythm as I carefully navigated my way along the deserted
streets of Wildwood Cove. Normally I preferred to walk to work each morning, trekking along the
beach so I could listen to the crashing waves and smell the salty air. Lately, however, I’d been
making more use of my blue hatchback. Over the past several days the weather had been less than
inviting, drizzling with rain if not outright pouring, and chilly enough that the occasional glob of slush
splattered against my windshield along with the pelting raindrops.
The rain was supposed to let up in the next day or so, according to the weather forecast, so I
hoped it wouldn’t be much longer before I could get back to enjoying my early morning walks along
the shoreline. For
the moment, though, I was grateful for the warmth and shelter of my car.
When I turned into the small parking lot behind The Flip Side pancake house, I pulled up
next to the only other car in the lot—a baby-blue classic Volkswagen bug belonging to The Flip
Side’s chef, Ivan Kaminski. He arrived even earlier than I did each morning, as did his assistant,
Tommy Park. It was barely six o’clock, but I knew the two of them would have been working for a
good while already.
I shut off my car’s engine and grabbed my tote bag off the passenger seat, steeling myself
for the upcoming dash through the pouring rain to the back door of the pancake house. As soon as I
climbed out into the rain, I slammed the car door, ducked my head, and made a beeline for the slim
bit of shelter provided by the recessed doorway.
Despite having spent mere seconds exposed to the elements, I had damp hair and droplets
of water running down my face. I wiped them away with my sleeve and jiggled my ring of keys until I
found the right one. As I put the key into the door, I caught sight of something white from the corner
of my eye. A flyer lay plastered against the pavement, waterlogged and with a muddy footprint
stamped across it.
I darted out of the shelter of the doorway and peeled the soggy paper off the ground. When I
was once again out of the rain, I peered at the flyer, the exterior light above my head providing me
with enough illumination to read by.
When I took in the bold black words printed across the saturated paper, my former good
mood did a nosedive. I’d seen the flyer before. I’d seen several them, in fact, plastered all over town
on utility poles, signposts, and community notice boards. I’d also received one in the mail. That one
had gone straight into the recycling bin. This one I crumpled up in my hand as I unlocked the door,
the words Wally’s Waffle Kingdom disappearing from sight as the paper scrunched up into a soggy
Once inside, I unlocked the door to my office and tossed the scrunched flyer into the
wastepaper basket. If I never saw another one, I’d be happy, although I knew the advertisement
wasn’t the real problem. That was the Waffle Kingdom itself. The Flip Side had become a fixture in
the small seaside town of Wildwood Cove, with many faithful customers who returned again and
again to enjoy Ivan’s scrumptious breakfast creations. There were other restaurants and cafés
around town, but none of them specialized in breakfast foods like The Flip Side did.
Up until a couple of weeks ago, I’d never really worried about competition. Then Wally
Fowler had moved to town—moved back to town actually, since he’d grown up here—and my mind
had remained unsettled ever since. I wasn’t about to roll over and give up on the pancake house just
because of some competition, but I couldn’t keep my niggling concern at bay.
If the Waffle Kingdom’s fare was as good as the flyer proclaimed (the best waffles EVER!) it
wasn’t unrealistic to think that The Flip Side would lose some of its business to the new
establishment. In the summertime, when tourists flocked to the small town, that might not be such a
problem. There would probably be enough business for both restaurants during those weeks. But
during the rest of the year? That could be a definite issue.
I’d been hoping to give each of my three full-time employees a raise in the near future. Now I
was keeping that plan to myself, unsure if I’d be able to follow through. I’d have to wait and see what

happened once the waffle house opened. As Wally and his flyers had been announcing to the whole
town for several days, the grand opening of the Waffle Kingdom would take place next week.
It would take time to know the full extent of the effect on The Flip Side, so I was determined
to carry on as usual. I just wished I could get rid of that ever-present worry lingering at the back of
my mind.
With the wet flyer in the trash and my jacket hung on the coat stand, I ran a hand through my
damp curls and made my way into the dining area. I flipped on the lights, and immediately some of
the tension that had crept into my shoulders fizzled away. There was something so comforting about
the cozy pancake house. Like the beach and the charming town, The Flip Side had easily worked its
way into my heart, becoming a second home away from my blue-and-white beachfront Victorian.
Smiling, I glanced out the large front windows, seeing nothing but inky darkness and rivulets
of water running down the panes.
Well, almost nothing else.
I walked quickly across the room to the front door, bone-chilling damp air hitting me as soon
as I pushed it open. Staying beneath the awning so I wouldn’t get soaked, I approached the two
white rectangles taped to one of the windows, spaced a couple of feet apart. When I got close
to recognize them as two more Waffle Kingdom flyers, I let out a growl of annoyance.
Ripping the flyers off the glass, I stormed back into the pancake house.
“Of all the nerve!”
Twenty-one-year-old Tommy Park poked his head out the pass-through window to the
kitchen. “What’s up?” he asked.
I waved the crumpled flyers. “Wally the Waffle King strikes again.”
The kitchen door swung open and Ivan appeared. Tommy ducked away from the window
and came through the door a second later.
“These were taped to the front window,” I said, waving the flyers again. Ivan grabbed one
and glowered at the piece of paper. While an intimidating scowl was the chef’s typical expression,
this one was far
darker than usual.
“He’s rubbing your nose in it,” he declared, crumpling the flyer as his large hand closed into a
Tommy took the other flyer from me. “Totally not cool.”
“It’s one thing to open up a waffle house that will compete directly with us,” I said, “but it’s
hitting a new low by plastering the ads all over the front of this place.”
“He’s trying to get under your skin.” Ivan tossed the crumpled flyer
toward the wastepaper basket, making a perfect shot. “But why? Does he really think annoying us
will get us to close up shop so all our business goes his way?”
“Not going to happen,” Tommy said.
“Definitely not,” I agreed. “But why else try to aggravate us?”
“Probably for fun,” Ivan said. “Some people enjoy riling others up.”
“That’s true.” I’d learned that firsthand several months back when a bitter and vengeful
woman had tried to make my life miserable.
“And I hear Wally Fowler’s a slimeball,” Tommy said. “I’m not sure anyone in town actually
likes him.”
Ivan nodded his agreement. “Wildwood Cove would be better off without him.”
If enough people believed that, maybe I had nothing to worry about. The townsfolk weren’t
likely to give the self-proclaimed Waffle King their business if they despised him.
“I guess it’s best to ignore him and focus on keeping our customers happy, like we always
do,” I decided.
“Sounds like a plan.” With a flick of his wrist, Tommy sent the second flyer arcing into the
trash can.
He returned to the kitchen and Ivan followed after him, his scowl as dark as ever. Was he
more worried about the new waffle house than he was letting on? With his bulging muscles,

numerous tattoos, and dark, intense eyes, Ivan wasn’t one to be easily fazed. But something in his
face led me to believe he was taking the potential problem posed by Wally and his waffle house very
My worries tried to resurface, but I forced them back down, focusing on starting a fire in the
stone fireplace to keep myself busy. The Flip Side would be fine, I told myself. It was a well-
established restaurant, with a solid and loyal customer base that loved Ivan’s cooking and the cozy
Surely it would take more than Wally the Waffle King to destroy what we had here. After all,
how much damage could one man cause?

It’s been a while since I’ve read a good mystery. I’m really not interested in anything too graphic.  This book was a comfortable read that I thoroughly enjoyed.  Half way through the book I still wasn’t really sure “who dunnit” I had my suspicions throughout the book.

I also love a book with a strong female lead character.  The description of the town and events made me feel like I was almost there. I didn’t realize there must be more books before this one.  As I read the book, characters referenced and hinted at other stories that must be connected with this book.  I will definitely be checking them out.


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