Midnight Moss Book Tour & Giveaway 4/27 -5/27


Midnight Moss
by Carissa Ann Lynch
Genre: YA Fantasy
Fresh out
of high school and stalling on college, all Dorothea wants is a
little freedom. So when she’s offered the opportunity to move into
her late grandmother’s house in Black Cat Springs, she simply can’t
refuse the deal. Cheap rent and distance from her parents is exactly
what she’s always wanted…and a handsome new neighbor seals the deal.
But as soon as she moves in, she’s drawn to a mysterious fence in the
woods. Despite her better judgement and dark stories beyond, she
sneaks inside, learning that some things from her past are better
left contained…
A twisted town with a mind-boggling past is about to become Dorothea’s
future. And one thing is certain–she cannot trust her instincts.


Carissa Ann Lynch is the
USA TODAY Bestselling and award winning author of
the Flocksdale Files trilogy, Horror High series, Dark Legends,
Searching for Sullivan, Things Only the Darkness Knows, Shattered
Time, 13, Grayson’s Ridge, and This Is Not About Love. She resides in
Floyds Knobs, Indiana.
When she’s not writing, she’s
reading and collecting books. She has a background in psychology and
corrections.


Today is the day I had dreamed of…
Ever since I hit puberty and grew to hate my mother, I’d wanted to live on my
own. At the age of twenty, I’d since grown to like her again. Nevertheless, the
day was still here. Time to move out, or “leave the nest,” as my old psychology
teacher used to put it.
I had gotten a part-time job as soon as I had been old enough, and I’d been
saving up my tiny paychecks for as long as I could remember.
While most kids spent their weekends partying and playing Xbox, I had been
working the backline at Burger Barn and babysitting kids in the neighborhood.
When I hadn’t been working, I had been shopping…but not for clothes or
makeup, or anything teenagers generally like.
No, I had spent my days off at Costco and Target, planning,
dreaming…organizing my perfect future life.
But all I’d planned for was the stuff, not what I’d do with it once the time
came or who I’d do it with.
My closet was filled with hand towels and unopened bars of soap. Plastic
packs of salt and pepper shakers were wedged between shampoo bottles and
shaving cream, and stacks of washrags were piled on top of a brand new
vacuum
in its box.
Another box, labeled ‘Cleaning Supplies,’ contained everything I could
possibly need to keep my house germ and dirt-free, bleach, detergent, Magic
Erasers…enough cleaners to last me a lifetime. And did I mention that I rarely
clean?
Everything was labeled with neat yellow stickers.
There were candles and frames in this box, and there were plates, bowls, and
cups in another. One had oven mitts, tin foil, and a jumbo roll of plastic wrap.
There was even an entire box dedicated solely to ‘Spices’.
Staring at the boxes now, I couldn’t help feeling a little lame. I’d put so much
stock in this moment, this move, that now it seemed like a letdown.
All of this planning for one moment, and now the moment was here.
But why did it feel so colorless?
And what’s with this feeling of guilt? Why can’t I shake this feeling that,
despite all of my preparations, I’m totally unprepared for what lies ahead?
My mother wasn’t angry at me for moving out, but she wasn’t eager to get rid
of me, either. During this whole process, her attitude was a perfect blend of,
“You don’t have to go, but I’ll support you if you think you’re ready.”
She’d helped me pick out furniture and had even paid for the U-Haul.
I tried to imagine her sitting down to eat dinner, one lonely dinner plate in a
sea of overstuffed food platters, sipping white wine by herself.
Would she eat at the table, maintaining our seven o’clock dinner schedule? Or
would she take her plate and wine, wander out to the back porch, maybe watch
the sun dip down low behind the mountains? What if she got lonely?
I guess what it boiled down to was, I was worried about her. She had never
been the type to get depressed, but she had never been all alone, either.
My dad had left when I was little. Memories of him were mostly hazy ornonexistent.
After all these years, she had never even dated. All she’d had for company
was me, until now.
My milky white reflection in the dresser mirror looked older than I
remembered, more like stone than flesh.
There was a soft knock on my bedroom door.
“Ready to load up?” Mom opened the door, letting herself in.
I tried to feign excitement, nodding and smiling as I scurried over to the closet
to grab my first load of boxes.
We carried one after the other, and just when it was time to lift the heavy
furniture, my brother Nolan showed up.
He was fashionably late, as usual. His dark black hair was a mess, with
cowlicks all over. It looked like he’d just gotten out of bed. Unlike me, Nolan
didn’t plan for anything. He was older than me, by three years, and he had no
plans to go to college. He worked part-time at a local bar, drinking for free and
spending his tips on God knows what. You’d think that with his lifestyle he
would still live at home with us, but he mostly crashed at his best friend
Cooper’s house or his girlfriend’s place, but his “girlfriend” changed every other
week, so I couldn’t keep up with the latest.
“A little late, aren’t ya?” I teased, smiling despite myself. His green eyes
looked droopy and bloodshot, but they twinkled all the same.
“Ready for your big day?” He went straight for the red fabric sectional,
breaking it apart to make the process of lifting it easier.
“I guess. I’m a little nervous,” I admitted, moving to the other end of one half
of the sectional, lifting when he told me to. I’d been storing it in one of our spare
bedrooms, but Mom and I had managed to drag it outside on our own before he
arrived.
Lifting it up and into the U-Haul left me feeling breathless.
He smirked. “You, nervous? Yeah right. You’ve been planning this forever.”
My mom came outside, pleased to see Nolan. She was carrying a painted blue
box that looked like it was about a hundred years old. It wasn’t that big, but
from
the way she was carrying it, it looked heavy and important.
There was a hand-painted peacock on the front of the lid, the colors faded by
time but still brilliant.
“Uh…that’s not mine,” I said, coming over to help her.
“It’s not mine, either.” She gave me a strange smile. Nolan moved over beside
us, looking at the box with a bored expression.
“This was your grandmother’s. It’s been in my closet for years. I found it aftershe died, stored away in the attic.” She carried the box to the back of the U-
Haul,

resting it on the edge of the cargo area. There was an ornate latch with a rusty
brass knob to open it.
Grinning at my brother and me, she turned the box toward us, and it made a
small creak as she opened it.
I don’t know what I expected. Treasure or secrets, perhaps?

Whatever I had expected, it had been something more interesting than what I
saw, faded scraps of paper and cheap looking costume jewelry.
My mom stuck her hand in and shuffled through the papers and plastic.
“Here it is!” She pulled out a vintage skeleton key. It was bigger than any key
I’d ever seen, and it glistened in the fading sunlight. I took it from her hand,
surprised by how heavy it felt. It appeared to be made of gold.
“That’s the key to your house,” Mom said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“But we had keys made.” I stared at the crooked shiny key, mesmerized by its
intricate design.
“Yes. But that is the original key to Doris’s house. It belongs to you, now.”

 

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The Hometown Series Book Tour & Giveaway 4/25 – 5/25


Hometown Girl at Heart
Hometown Series Book 1
by Kirsten Fullmer
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Tara has
always been too engrossed in her work – refurbishing the
historical homes in Smithville. She keeps a tight rein on her jobs
and her emotions buried, but she’s losing control of both since
that ridiculous city boy investor showed up.
New in town, Justin is confident that his ultra modern resorts will bring
Smithville into the twenty-first century. If only the local-yokels
and their ringleader, the gorgeous and peculiar Tara, would stop
interfering.
With her quirky and protective hometown behind her, will Tara confront
Justin and the town’s long buried secrets to take on the financial
and emotional risk of a lifetime?


 

 


Hometown Girl After All
Hometown Series Book 2
Julia lost
everything while she was ill. Self-conscious and alone, she’s
moved to Smithville, determined to hide away in her rundown Victorian
house. Little does she know, she can’t hide anything in a small
town, including her interest in the deliveryman.
Resolved to keep his life simple, Chad has his hands full running his
delivery
business and supporting his adopted family. So why can’t he get
that withdrawn city girl, Julia, off his mind?
Will the eccentric but well-meaning Smithville folk push Julia and Chad
to
open up, or will the emotional toll drive them both back into
seclusion?




Hometown Girl Forever
Hometown Series Book 3

Lizzie gave up her stressful job in Boston to embrace her love of all things

country in Smithville PA. Her farm, a new job at the spa, and her pet
alpacas are a dream come true, if only her meddling, matchmaking,
socialite mother would back off.

Elliot, a successful architect from Washington, DC, designed the new
spa, but
he certainly hadn’t envisioned the exotic bohemian style manager or
her intriguing, demanding mother. Small town antics and his interest
in Lizzie extend his visit to Smithville, but will the allure of
country life draw him in for good?
Once again, Smithville’s folk interfere with plans at every turn,
forcing Lizzie and Elliot to face their personal dilemmas and each
other, head on.




Christmas in Smithville
The Hometown Series Book 4

Even though Gloria is determined to change her reputation, most of the

women in town still think she’s a tramp. Sure, she may have dressed
a little flashy and dated pretty much every single guy in town, but
that’s the past. Now that she wants to make a fresh start, will
Smithville give her a second chance?

Ned has heard all the gossip, but being the Sheriff’s Deputy, he sees
all the kind things Gloria does behind the scenes for the folks of
Smithville. It looks like the upcoming Christmas Pageant will offer
him the opportunity to spend time with her, but can he overcome a
frustrating stutter and talk to her, face to face?
Your favorite characters from the Hometown Series bring craziness, love,
and Smithville Christmas style, to a whole new romance about
overcoming your past and sharing your deepest secrets. Fall in love
and be swept away with the Christmas Eve celebration of your dreams.




Kirsten grew up in the Western US and graduated from high school in

1984. She married soon there after and quickly built a family.
With three young children and number four on the way, she returned to
college in 1992. Her career as a draftsman included many settings
ranging from a steel fabrication shops to prestigious engineering
firms. Balancing family life with the workplace forced her to
become the queen of multitasking. In 2001, bored with the cubical
life, she moved on to teach drafting in technical college, then to
opening her own consulting firm teaching 3D engineering software. Due
to health problems, Kirsten retired in 2012 to travel with her
husband for his job. She now works writing romance novels and enjoys
spoiling her three grandchildren. Since 2017 Kirsten has lived and

worked full time in a 40′ travel trailer with her husband and her
little dog Bingo.



Excerpt 2 from Hometown Girl After All

At the diner, Chad stepped behind Julia and pushed open the door for her, his
hand warm on her back to lead her through. Bells chimed, announcing their arrival, and
Marge glanced up from behind the counter. Her customary greeting froze on her lips as
she did a double take, her conversation with a bald man seated in front of her forgotten.
The song on the jukebox ended and all the diners turned in the suddenly silent room to
watch Julia and Chad walk to a table.
As Chad pulled out Julia’s red vinyl and chrome chair, the jukebox clicked and
clattered, changing records. The first few words of the song P.S. I LoveYou, drifted across
the room, as Julia did the butt-lift and scoot maneuver so Chad could scoot up her chair.
The other diners slowly returned their attention back to their plates and conversations.
“It’s the Beatles,” Chad commented distractedly, shifting his chair up to the table,
his eyes darting nervously between Julia and the other customers.
She nodded, engrossed in digging through her purse for something. Giving up in
frustration, completely for- getting what she’d been looking for, she turned to hang her
purse on the back of the chair, inadvertently catching the eye of a man and woman at the
next table who sat staring, with their forks still hovering in mid-air.
Chad cleared his throat and lifted two menus from behind the salt and
peppershakers. “So, what do you want to eat?” he asked, his voice a bit too loud.
Jumping in her seat, Julia’s gaze flew from the staring couple, back to Chad.
“I—I’m not sure. What’s good here?”
Pretending to glance over the menu, Chad berated himself for bringing Julia to the

diner. Why hadn’t her taken her to Uniontown where they could have cuddled in the
corner booth of a crowded restaurant where no one would notice them? Feeling the back
of his neck burn, he glanced over to see Marge’s pink tennis shoes on the floor next to the
table.
He sighed inwardly and followed the pink uniform up to Marge’s face, which
clearly but silently said, “I knew it!”
“Well,” Marge stated, her tone speculative, a wide grin on her face. “What can I
get for you two this fine evening?”
Chad glanced at Julia, noting the misery written across her face, and he flinched.
“I’d like a Coke. Julia?”
“Water please,” she muttered, not making eye contact with Marge.
Pretending to scribble on her pad, Marge sized up the couple over her reading
glasses. “You got it,” she finally replied, turning on her heel.
Julia adjusted the salt and peppershakers into a row with the container of sugar
packets and the ketchup, then turned her attention back to her menu.
“I like the meatloaf,” Chad said, glancing up. “Hmm,” she mumbled, turning the
page. “And the tuna melt.”
Julia nodded.
“Sometimes I get the—”
Marge plopped two large red plastic tumblers on the table, and scooted the one
full of water toward Julia. The aging waitress then tugged two paper-wrapped straws
from her apron, tossed them on the table, and collected her pad and pencil. With one hip
cocked and her glasses balanced on the end of her nose, she glanced between Chad and
Julia.

Chad watched as Julia’s neck turned red, the color flooding up over her chin, then
her cheeks. “Give us a minute please,” he said, his eyes never leaving Julia, angry at
himself for being such a dunce.
Wishing she were invisible, Julia suffered the curious stares of the other diners.
Shoving down her discomfort and battling to muster even a dab of confidence, she
glanced up at Chad.
He took a long drink of soda, then set down his glass. “Sorry, we should have
gone to Uniontown…” he muttered.
Julia straightened in her chair. “No, I’m fine, really.” She lifted her glass. “Have
you had time to think about the flower—”The tumbler in her hand shifted in her grip,
then fell to the table top, the water and ice pouring across the gleaming white table and
directly onto Chad’s lap.
His chair screeched back as he bound to his feet. Wiping at his pants and shaking
his hands, Chad danced backward in an effort to miss the torrent, barely managing not to
fall into the lap of the woman seated behind him. When he looked up, all he could see
was Julia’s stricken expression.
“I’m so sorry,” she gasped, then hurried around the table. Plucking a handful of
napkins from the dispenser, she frantically wiped at Chad’s crotch.
“Julia—” he stuttered, still in shock, his hands and shirt drip- ping into the
growing puddle.
She continued to press the napkin into his jeans, desperate to help.
“Julia!” he said louder, grasping her wrist in his fist.
She stopped, frozen in horror, finally noticing that everyone in the diner sat

staring at her hand pressed to Chad’s crotch. She stood and her hand dropped from
Chad’s grip, her face turning so pale he was afraid she would faint.

 

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Raritan Manor Ranch Book Tour & Giveaway 4/23 – 5/21


Dream Across Time
Raritan Manor Ranch Book 1
by C.
R. Moss
Genre: Paranormal Romance, Time Travel
A woman
in love. A ghost in need. A man possessed.
Evelyn Sheridan is in love with Raritan Manor Ranch’s resident ghost,
Quinn, but can only experience his embrace in her dreams.
Quinn VanAlder, who doesn’t realize he’s a ghost, loves Eve
and wishes she’d stop saying they can’t be together.
While at the ranch, Alex VanAlder arrives for a visit, and Evelyn’s hopes
rise. Perhaps she will be able to have a real relationship after all.
Alex, though, has no interest in Evelyn. Yet, every time the house
cat, Myrddin, comes around, Alex feels like a man possessed and wants
Eve with a passion.
Caught between loving a ghost and putting up with a man who can’t
make up
his mind, Evelyn is at a loss. Can the magic of the ranch help Evelyn
to stop being caught between two worlds?



Journey Across Time
Raritan Manor Ranch Book 2
There is
magic on the ranch…
A woman examining life. A man on a quest.
Time restores his spirit and her love.
Trent, a man in the past on a mission to discover where he belongs,
embarks
on a spiritual journey. His spirit guide, to his dismay, is a frisky
feline named Myrddin. During a ritual, the cat brings the soul
searcher forward into Julie VanAlder’s world.
Julie is attracted to the newcomer on the ranch, but his strange
mannerisms
and speech dictate she use caution, especially when she learns where
he’s from. A botched relationship, supposed time travel, spiritual
mumbo jumbo…it’s almost too much for Julie to take.
Can Trent make her believe in destiny and win her love
before it’s too late?



A Wish Across Time
Raritan Manor Ranch Book 3
A woman
once shunned. A man now changed.
There’s a
thin line between love and hate.

 

When Wiccan practitioner Cassandra
VanAlder encounters a man from her past
who’d broken her heart, she casts some spells to help herself while
wishing karma would deal out some payback. The spells turn against
her, and before she knows it, she finds herself falling for him again.
Ryan Keene finds Cassandra enchanting and feels he’s met her
somewhere
before. She and her best friend, Debi, won’t give him any clues as
to her identity. He loves challenges and doesn’t plan to back off
from her until he finds the answers he seeks. He’s told he has three
dates to win her over.
Will she close off her heart or will she allow herself to feel again?

 

 


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DREAM ACROSS TIME – Book 1

A deep, warm laugh rumbled from him.
“You think it’s funny that I’m going nuts?” She placed her hands on her hips and glared
at him over the horse’s back.
Quinn moved around the horse. “You are not going insane.”
As Quinn took another step toward her, she took a step back. “That’s what Julie says. I’m
not convinced, though.”
With every step she took, Quinn matched it. In a deep, sultry voice he uttered, “My
beautiful, intelligent Evelyn, your mind is very sound.”
Her butt hit the building. Standing in a pile of broken hay stalks, her gaze fixed on
Quinn’s eyes, and her breaths came in short rasps. Her mind didn’t feel sound at all, neither did
her body. Pulse racing, heart pounding against her chest, she seemed in the midst of losing
control. All her senses heightened until colors were brighter. She looked past Quinn at the gentle
slopes of the mountain range nearby and the deep blue sky.
He stood an inch before her. She breathed in his musky, masculine scent. Her clothes
tightened and scratched against her sensitive skin. Though under a warm sun, a shiver raked her
body. How could a man rob her of control, of her senses?
Quinn placed his hands on the building, trapping her between his arms. “Tell me,” his
husky voice whispered in her ear. “What has gotten you so bothered you think you are going
crazy?”
The heat radiating between their close bodies sent ripples of desire through her. She
shuddered.
“Well?”
“You,” she whispered in return, not meeting his gaze. “These dreams. They’re
interrupting my life. I’m letting my relationship with you interfere with everything I do when I’m
awake. Any good psychiatrist would have a field day with me.” Evelyn paused, took a deep
breath to calm her excited body.
Since he towered over her by at least a foot, she talked to his chest. The white shirt,
pulled taut over his front, showed the outlines of his well-defined muscles. She wanted to touch
them. Evelyn clenched her fists at her sides, taking in another deep breath, and looked up. “It’s
gotten to the point where Julie thinks I’m in love—”
“Are you?” Quinn interrupted, a hint of pleading tainted his voice.
His question caught her off guard. She hadn’t thought about the possibility of love, of
discussing their feelings for each other. She didn’t answer, and her lack of response brought an
expression of sadness to Quinn’s features. She cared for him, but love? How could she love
someone who wasn’t real, someone who existed before her birth? Someone who’s a ghost?
Quinn turned his back to her. “I thought… never mind.”
The misery in his voice pinged at her soul. “Quinn.” She put a hand on his shoulder to
halt him from leaving. “I’m sorry. I can’t love you. You’re not real.”
His body tensed beneath her fingers. Quinn turned back to her and her hand fell to his
chest. He held it there. “Damn it, Evelyn. Stop talking nonsense. I am real.”

She couldn’t deny that fact. His hands were warm. His heart beat strong and steady. Her
eyes widened and she gazed up into his passion-filled gaze. She wished she wasn’t dreaming.
“Let me show you how real I am.” His lips descended onto hers.
All the blood rushed from her head and her knees weakened. She leaned into his body for
support. His arms wrapped around her. Every nerve fired at his touch. His lips parted and his
tongue coaxed her mouth open.
Too dazed to resist, she copied his motions, and the gentle kiss blazed into a raging fire.
Their mouths, hot and hungry, moved against each other’s in perfect harmony. Evelyn’s arousal
gained momentum. She swirled her tongue against his in wild abandon, learning the sweet taste
of him. Digging her fingers into his shoulders, she held on to the moment for dear life.

 

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California Can Wait Boot Tour & Giveaway 4/22 – 5/22


California Can Wait
by Marci Boudreaux
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Reporter Andrea Davidson isn’t running from her mistakes. There’s no escaping

the career-ending mess she fell into back home. But she is moving
forward, and is halfway to a new life in California when someone
breaks into her motel room. She’s lost her computer and her dignity,
but that’s only the beginning of her newest problem: local news
editor Graham Bradley.

Graham Bradley doesn’t know a thing about the newspaper business. A widow
with a promise to keep, he’s got more than just his own personal
welfare riding on this small-town paper. The last thing he needs is a
pushy woman with a secret in her past and a vicious red pen throwing
all his mistakes and insecurities front and center on his desk. Faced
with an impossible choice, Graham hires Andi, but hopes she’s not
just the last-and maybe worst-in a long line of bad decisions. Saving
the small-town Gazette is the second chance both Andi and Graham need.
But with bill collectors calling, Andi’s past catching up fast, and the
chemistry between them making work next to impossible, will Andi and
Graham get the second chance they both desperately need? Or will
their demise be the next big headline?


As a teen, Marci Boudreaux skipped over
young adult books and jumped right into the world of romance novels.
She’s never left. Marci lives with her husband, two kiddos, and
their numerous pets. She is a freelance writer appearing monthly in a
variety of local magazines as well as a content editor.
Romance is her preferred reading and writing genre because nothing feels
better than falling in love with someone new and her husband doesn’t
like when she does that in real life.
 

How did you come up with the idea for your book?
That is the one question authors seem to get all the time and one that isn’t always easy to answer.
Characters and plots tend to evolve over time and don’t always have a clear starting point.
That’s not the case with California Can Wait.
I know exactly where this book came from. At the risk of sounding too much like an E.L. James rip off,
this book used to be fanfiction. Not for Twilight however. There were never any sparkling vampires here.
My fanfiction habit was based on the now defunct soap opera One Life To Live and that is where this
particular story got it’s origin. So many of the readers who struggled through my bad grammar back then
are still reading my stories—luckily, I have better grammar now!
If you are a fanfiction writer or reader, you know how passionate we fans can be when the shows don’t do
the characters justice. In this case, the writers were really trashing my favorite character Viki Lord

(played by the amazing Erika Slezak). After hitting what seemed like rock bottom, she disappeared off-
screen for several months for a bit of a character reboot.

In the meantime, I whipped up this fanfiction story that the readers just loved. Years and years later, I am
still asked if I can take this story or that story and make them into novels. That’s actually a bit more
challenging that it seems because fanfiction already has a world and established characters, but this
particular story was a bit easier. Since I was introducing new characters in a new town where our heroine
had gone while not on-screen, I was able to eliminate any potential copyrighted material fairly easily to
add to a for-sale product.
The characters in California Can Wait have grown quite a bit from where that story was, but the readers
who were with me back then are going to recognize a lot of elements from the original. And new
readers…without this confession, you never would have known!

 

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Tawnee Mountain Mysteries Book Tour & Giveaway 4/16 – 5/16

The
Tawnee Mountain Mysteries series is a collection of seven brand new
mysteries from seven award-winning and bestselling authors taking
place at the same final destination, the Tawnee Mountain
Resort.
Each book in this
multi-author series is a standalone novella, and the series can be
read in any order.

Leona’s Last Resort
Tawnee Mountain
Mysteries Book 1
by Karen M.
Bryson
Genre: Mystery /
Suspense

A small-town mystery novella with a

dash of romance and a few ghosts.

When Max Elliot invites Izzy Grant to a fancy Ivy League alumni
reception
at the Tawnee Mountain Resort, the ghost hunters anticipate a
romantic weekend getaway at the premier ski and golf destination.
But when wealthy hotelier Leona Hutton is murdered, and her ghost
asks Izzy to find her killer, she and Max decide to investigate.

Will Izzy and Max solve the case before more alumni end up dead, or the
killer turns the tables and decides to hunt the ghost hunters?
Leona’s Last Resort is a part of the Tawnee Mountain Mysteries series, a
collection of seven brand new mysteries, from seven award-winning and
bestselling authors, taking place at the same final destination, the
Tawnee Mountain Resort.

Leona’s Last Resort features ghost hunters, Izzy Grant and Max Elliot,
from
the Izzy & Max Paranormal Mystery series.

Each book in this multi-author series is a standalone novella, and theseries can be read inany order.
Dark Side of the Mountain
Tawnee Mountain
Mysteries Book 2
by R.J.
Rosatte

Katie Douglas thinks doing a mechanical

inspection job at the Tawnee
Mountain Resort is going to be a working vacation. But that’s
before three young mountain bikers go missing while riding the trails
of the mountain and a ransom note is delivered.Partnering with a charming guest of the resort, novelist Casey Malone, Katie
soon discovers there is a twisting plot possibly involving the
missing men’s girlfriends and perhaps even the FBI.

When their investigation is complicated by the discovery of bomb making
material in a cave on the mountain and the threat of an approaching
hurricane, Katie and Casey go into overdrive to find the missing men

and prevent what could be a devastating attack on an unknown target.
As Hurricane Patrick pays a rare visit to inland New Jersey, the story
reaches an explosive climax as they and the staff of Tawnee Mountain
Resort deal with both of these threats.

Dark Side of the Mountain is a part of the Tawnee Mountain Mysteries
series, a collection of seven brand new mysteries, from seven
award-winning and bestselling authors, taking place at the same final
destination, the Tawnee Mountain Resort.

Deadly Reception
Tawnee Mountain
Mysteries Book 3
by Karen
Randau

A severed head. A philandering husband. A

skeleton in the basement.
This was not the perfect wedding Rita Avery planned for her daughter Zoe!

Rita Avery and her detective husband Cliff arrive at New Jersey’s
Tawnee
Mountain Resort prepared to greet Zoe’s wedding guests in just
three hours. Who would have expected to find a man’s torso in their
closet?

Things explode into high gear when the victim’s head shows up at the
golf
equipment shack. A good look at his social media makes Rita wonder if

a wife murdered her husband as revenge for infidelity. Or did a
secret admirer decide to liberate the wife from her scoundrel husband?
Worse, is Zoe in life-threatening danger . . . again?
And will Rita and Cliff escape the trap in which the murderer
snares them?

Murder and a passel of twists that will keep you on the edge of your seat.
Zoe’s wedding is the most exciting you’ll attend!

Deadly Reception is a part of the Tawnee Mountain Mysteries series, a
collection of seven brand new mysteries, from seven award-winning and
bestselling authors, taking place at the same final destination, the
Tawnee Mountain Resort.

Deadly Reception features characters from Karen Randau’s Rim Country
Mysteries series.

Deadly Misfire
Tawnee Mountain
Mysteries Book 4
by Laurie
Fagen

KWLF-FM crime reporter Lisa Powers’

boss sends her to a radio news
conference in New Jersey, in the dead of winter, and far away from
her beloved crime beat in Arizona. She goes to the Tawnee Mountain
Resort begrudgingly, afraid she’s going to miss a big story.But at the convention, where she is up for an excellence in reporting
award, an unknown stalker torments her for several days. When she
takes the stage to learn the winner, the stalker antes up the stakes
– with deadly force.

Deadly Misfire is a part of the Tawnee Mountain Mysteries series, a

collection of seven brand new mysteries, from seven award-winning and
bestselling authors, taking place at the same final destination, the
Tawnee Mountain Resort.
Deadly Misfire features characters from Laurie Fagen’s Behind the Mic
Mysteries series.

Cassidy’s Deadly Exit
Tawnee Mountain
Mysteries Book 5
by Marla J.
Hayes

Broadway actress Cassidy Quinn finally

wins a long coveted Tony award, but the
words in her acceptance speech stir up a new problem – a previously
low-key fan ramps up online rhetoric to the point where her usual
security categorizes this unidentified person as an avidly persistent stalker.Cassidy takes control of her career and her safety, while doing her best not
to disappoint her most devoted fans – she travels to the Tawnee
Mountain Resort to attend her first fan convention, a small gathering
of her super fans. After all, what could happen to her when she’s
surrounded by devoted admirers, trusted employees, and the security
precautions of a resort that has hosted large scale political
gatherings without a single reported incident?

When events at the gathering turn deadly, Cassidy must figure out who
among her fans and her staff wants to kill her, and her career.

Cassidy’s Deadly Exit is a part of the Tawnee Mountain Mysteries series,
a
collection of seven brand new mysteries, from seven award-winning and
bestselling authors, taking place at the same final destination, the

Tawnee Mountain Resort.

Black Diamond Graves
Tawnee Mountain
Mysteries Book 6
by Wendy
Fallon
Cali May attends an
Artists’ Retreat at Tawnee Mountain Ski and Golf
Resort in North Jersey. She’s appalled to see a figure fall from the
Black Diamond ski lift as she and the other attendees ride the lift
to a small lodge on the first day. She finds herself stranded at the
top of the mountain with several creative souls both dead and alive,
and must uncover a murderer before she too becomes a target.
The Quinnipiac Disappearance
Tawnee Mountain
Mysteries Book 7

by Lee

Tidball


Down in South Jersey, you got your Jersey Devil and the Pine Barrens.
Up here, we got E.T.s and Quinnipiac.”

So says Alan Riddiak, NSA field agent Jake Farrister’s friend, as they
rent kayaks at Quinnipiac Reservoir, site of what locals say was the
most credible mass sighting of a UFO in human history, and just miles
from the swanky Tawnee Mountain Resort, where Alan’s boss, revered
Senator Grant Bilson of New Jersey, is on an August recess retreat.
Ok…” smirks Jake.
But smirks turn to shock when two bizarre disappearances and an attempted
murder suck the rest out of the retreat, and Senator Bilson
commissions Jake to solve the mysteries.

Jake finds nothing but frustration, though, until he finally concedes
what
quirky new friend Nikki Hayes has told him all along; when it comes
to Quinnipiac, the only explanations are inexplicable, the only
believable witnesses are unbelievable, and in order to stop the
world-shattering plot at the heart of the mysteries, Jake must do
what he thought was unthinkable—and hope he’s not too late.

KAREN M. BRYSON writes romantic mystery and
suspense stories. She is a winner of the prestigious RONE Award for Excellence in the Indie and

Small Publishing Industry as well as the RWA Lone Star Writing Contest.
Karen is also an award-winning/optioned screenwriter.
When she’s not at her computer creating new stories, Karen enjoys
spending
time with her husband and their bloodhounds.

Karen previously wrote contemporary romance under the pen names
SAVANNAH
YOUNG, SIERRA AVALON, REN MONTERREY and USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR
DAKOTA MADISON.

R.J. Rosatte is a native
of Prince Edward County, Ontario, his careers have included being an infantry officer in the Canadian
Army Reserves,
economics teacher at Loyalist College in Belleville, Ontario, a long-haul truck driver and
businessman.

He has travelled all forty-eight lower US states, eight Canadian
provinces, Italy, Mexico and most of the Caribbean. He currently
resides in Bayside, Quinte West, Ontario with his wife, Wendy, and
their Westie, Molly.

A native of the southwestern U.S.,
Karen Randau

has been writing and telling stories since elementary school. She
holds a degree in journalism/public relations from The University of
Texas at Austin and has enjoyed a long career in marketing
communications.
After a short stint working in a
psychiatric hospital, when she wrote three self-help books, Karen joined an international relief and
development organization to use her skills to help people struggling with extreme
poverty. She has traveled to numerous developing countries, witnessing famines, violence, and hopeful
people working to overcome a generational cycle of poverty.

She loves to read and write fast-paced mysteries and thrillers, especially
those with intricate plots, lots of action, and rollercoaster-like twists and turns.

 

Laurie Fagen is a “writer by habit” who has
enjoyed writing for a
variety of mediums, including radio, commercial and cable television,
film, newspapers and magazines.
Fagen, a member of Sisters in Crime (SinC), is also is an artist and jazz
singer, and the former publisher of the SanTan Sun News, a community
newspaper in the Phoenix, AZ area.
Marla J. Hayes, a produced screenwriter and
occasional actress, graduated with a Master Screenwriter
Certificate from ScreenwritingU
in October 2017 — check out her film Biz credentials on imdb.com. Now add novelist to her screenplay
stories!
Her articles (and photographs) have been published in American and Canadian
magazines and newspapers. She was a featured columnist in COLLECTIBLES CANADA
magazine for over 10 years. Short fiction pieces have appeared in Canadian elementary school reading
program textbooks and public school libraries continue to carry her picture book, HOW A CAROUSEL
CAME TO NORTH BAY, published by Scholastic Canada.
Marla lives in northeastern Ontario, Canada.

Wendy FallonBy day I

am a technical writer, and by night and on weekends I am
an artist and creative writer. Having lived in Phoenix, AZ for 20+ years with my husband Tim, I found
the urban wilderness to be endlessly fascinating. Our home was tucked up
against South Mountain, the largest city park in the U.S. The canal that ran across the base of the
mountain provided inspiration for painting, drawing, and writing with sitings of wild coyotes, skittering
fluffs of newborn quail, lizards, constant
change…and stories of life and death. In December 2017, we moved to a beach in Florida, which is whole
‘nother story!

 

 

Lee Tidball
is a represented, 3 times optioned screenwriter and author. His
two novels, WINDFORK SECRETS (middle-grade/YA historical fantasy) and MALLED (dark teen/YA
action/thriller based on his screenplay) have both been Amazon Kindle Store Bestsellers at various times
in their respective categories. He currently writes from northern California where he lives with the two
loves of his life, his partner, Cyndie, and his Giant OCR1 road bike. He enjoys movies, theater,
history, staying in shape, and traveling to scenic and/or historical destinations around the world.

Prior to becoming a full-time writer, Lee spent many
years as a middle-grades teacher in his adopted hometown of Modesto, California. He’s also spent ten
seasons coaching girls youth soccer, 22 seasons coaching youth runners, founded a children’s community
theater company, directed nearly a dozen children’s theater productions, and acted in numerous
community and church theater productions over the years. Much of the inspiration for his stories and
characters continues to come from the hundreds of students, athletes, and actors he has served in these
endeavors.

 

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