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Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Magic of Books- Angela Scavone


CELEBRITY STATUS
by Angela Scavone

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Pearman Literary Publishing



Famous Hollywood actress, Elizabeth Stanfield, has a glamorous lifestyle with a lavish house, glittery parties, a people magazine's fifty most beautiful people fiance and best friend Billy Stone - Famous actor, producer and secret organized crime enforcer.


Everything is not as it seems...Elizabeth's fiance cheats on her, a studio head and director are hell bent on making her life miserable and it gets harder to keep her secrets protected.


The only good thing in her life is Billy, their budding romance, and connections that give them freedom to do whatever they want in Hollywood.


Will their connections be enough to keep their secrets hidden and Celebrity Status safe or are they doomed to be torn down?





I had my driver take me back to the hotel. I went straight to the restaurant inside the lobby and ordered spaghetti with meatballs.


“Where’s your boyfriend?” Sonny asked as he sat down next to me.


“Miami.”


“Not that boyfriend,” Benny Micheletti said as he sat on the other side of me.
“Billy is at a meeting, what do you two want?” I asked, in a snarky tone. I was exhausted from the tension on the set and all I wanted to do was wait for my meal in silence.


“We need to speak to Billy and thought you would know where he is,” Sonny said.


“Like you talked to him the night before the hit on Trassari?”


Both men stared at me without saying a word.


“Leave him out of shit like that,” I demanded.


“Mind your own business,” Sonny threatened.


The waitress came over with my meal. I ignored Sonny’s threat and dove into my meal.


“Is there anything else I can help you guys with?” I asked. “If not, I’d like to eat in peace.”


“Hard day on set?” Benny asked as he went to take a meatball off my plate of spaghetti.


I smacked him hard on the hand with my fork.


“Ow,” he yelled.


“All those meatballs are spoken for, get your own, and yes every day is a hard day on set with Antonio Suarez.”


“Need us to take care of anything?” Sonny asked, becoming serious.


“No, but thank you for the offer.” I sarcastically answered.


“Well isn’t this rich.” Elena materialized at the table. “I came to drag you back to the set and here you are with your friends.” She practically spit out the word friends.


“Who is this stunning vision of beauty?” Sonny stood up from the table, taking Elena’s hand in his and kissing it.


I gagged on a mouthful of food.


“I’m the studio head in charge of the film Elizabeth is supposed to be working on right now.” She blushed as he kissed her hand again.


“Well, Bella, you are quite the sight,” Sonny continued to fawn. “But I’ve never heard of a studio head on set.”


“Unfortunately, the director is having a hell of a time with his lead actress.” She glared at me. “So, I have to stick around and babysit.”


“Do you mean Elizabeth?” Sonny asked, as if he was truly concerned.


“Yes, Elizabeth and the director, Antonio, don’t get along.” Elena answered, in a softer tone, no doubt falling for Sonny’s charm.


“Perhaps, Bella, then you need a new director because Elizabeth here is the best in the business.”


Elena ripped her hand out of his grip as I gave her a smug smile with a mouthful of food.


“Yeah, Elena, why don’t we get a new director?” I asked sarcastically.


“My brother Benny and I could help with that if you want?” Sonny propositioned Elena.


She blanched at his words.


“Sonny,” I blurted out. “Seriously?” I couldn’t believe he had offered his services.


“The offer is on the table. Let’s go, Benny.” 


“Sorry about that, they’re idiots,” I apologized to Elena after the two men had left.


“Yet you were having lunch with that sort of people. I should’ve known.” 


I glared at her in response.


“I expect you back on the set in thirty minutes,” she demanded as she haughtily turned and walked out of the restaurant.



Angela lives in Ontario, Canada sharing her home with her father and her two much-loved pups. She currently works for the Board of Education behind the scenes supporting and analyzing student data, however, in her spare time, apart from her avid love of storytelling, she likes to read, spend time with family and friends and concoct dairy free recipes from scratch. Sometimes she wins some, and sometimes she loses some – tofu, banana and peanut butter pudding we are looking at you.


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Saturday, May 19, 2018

Magic of Books- Stacy Eaton


LOVE TORN
Book 2 of The Twisted Love Series
Written by USA Today Bestselling Author Stacy Eaton
Co-Authored Series with Bestselling Author Amy Manemann

Genre: Romantic Suspense (Police Procedural)



Detective Kali Mann lives by her nickname: The Mann-Eater. She’s a true love them and leave them with no attachments—ever. She’s hard-core, to the point, intense and she doesn’t always play nice with others. When her partner, Keith Harvard, finally gets her to take notice of him, the case they are working goes awry, and suddenly Kali is having emotions she’s not sure she wants. A major part of her past will come back to haunt her and just as she beings to open herself up, her life will be torn apart.


Love Torn is the second book in the Twisted Love Series. The first book, Love Lorn, was written by Amy Manemann. If you haven't read it, nows the time to so that you have the backstory on Detective Evie Harper when they two characters are partnered together in Love Inked.





I smiled into Westing’s blue eyes. There was no doubt I cared about the handsome guy, but we were just friends—friends with benefits when we were in a lull between other relationships. Well, he did relationships. I just had sex. I wasn’t interested in happily-ever-after. I’d seen what that fairy tale did to people, and it wasn’t a Disney song and dance with fireworks bursting over their heads as their lips first touched.


Love was brutal—useless. It clawed out your heart and voided your soul. It burrowed deep into your psyche and turned you into someone you weren’t; it forced you to do things you never would have done under normal circumstances. It tore you apart, fiber by fiber, until you were nothing but a shell of yourself.


Besides, the divorce rate between cops was off the charts, right up there with suicide rates for our profession. Who needed that shit?


If I wanted to get off—and I did often—I had a list of guys I could reach out and touch. The contacts on my phone were packed with digits to dial for a good time, but I never got serious with any of them. In fact, Josh was the only guy with whom I’d ever had seconds—and thirds—and more. Maybe it was because we never discussed it. We knew what the other one liked; we jumped in, got off, and then kissed the other goodbye as we walked away with a smile and a wave.


That was the kind of relationship that I liked: love them and leave them and not feel guilty about it—no heartstrings, no hopes.


Westing winked at me. “Alright, Mann, it’s your round.”


“Got it.” I went to scoot off my stool and put my hand down to the side to steady myself. Instead of landing on the side of my seat as I’d anticipated, my palm landed on Harvard’s thick, slack-clad thigh which rested against my stool. Instantly, the muscle under my hand bunched, and I found myself taking my time climbing out of my seat. As I got to my feet, my hand leisurely slid over the slick material of his slacks.


I peered his way before I turned for the bar and his heavy, dark lashes blinked slowly over his eyes, a knowing smirk lifting the corners of his full lips. Yeah, Keith Harvard and I were partners, and for the last six months, we’d kept it on the straight and narrow. Recently, things had changed, though. I was starting to seriously wonder how much longer we’d be able to keep it strictly professional. I was torn on this, as I really enjoyed working with him and dreaded the day I’d have to put in for a partner transfer.


Two weeks ago, Keith and I had slipped around the side of a row home on a warrant execution, heading toward the small backyard. We had committed to our forward direction and were about three feet from the corner we’d just come around when we had come under fire. Keith had bum-rushed me behind a small stone wall that normally housed trash cans. The two of us had just enough space to safely hide on our knees as long as I hugged the stone up close and personal, and he did the same to me. I tried not to think about how filthy the area was as my skin made contact with it.


Maybe it was the adrenaline that had us jonesing for action, or possibly it had just been a while since Keith had gotten off. Either way, as he kneeled behind me, our bodies were crushed together, my chest flattened against the stone, my cheek pressing against the cool, foul-smelling smooth surface as his hot breath rushed along the side of my face. His muscular chest was compressed against my back hard enough that I knew no light could be seen between our bodies. I could feel his heart beating fast and strong against my left shoulder blade. One of his legs nestled between mine, his thick thigh wedged snugly against my ass, pushing my hips roughly against the stone. After a moment, I realized that the other hard thing against my ass wasn’t a bone but a boner. Well—damn.


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Determined to prove she’s more than just a pretty face, Detective Evie Harper works hard and trains even harder to be the very best. Her first homicide case will put her skills to the test as she and her partner, Detective Stephen Harris, track a ruthless serial killer terrorizing the west end of town. The Lovelorn killer may be one step ahead of them, but they’re closing in fast — until an immoral decision is made that leaves their partnership hanging in the balance.


Love Lorn, is the first book in a six-book series called The Twisted Love Series. While this book was written by me, Amy Manemann, the second book, Love Torn, will be written USA Bestselling Author, Stacy Eaton. The two of us have worked together on these two books so our stories run parallel and prepare you for the first full-length novel in the series coming this fall.


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COMING THIS FALL


The first full length co-authored novel, Love Inked, will introduce author Amy Manemann’s Detective Evie Harper with author Stacy Eaton’s Kali Mann as they become partners. Their lives are about to change, and the cases they will investigate will be intense. Between a new serial murder and dealing with their pasts, these two will be tearing up the streets and the pages as they deal with Twisted Love.


Love Inked is slated to release in later Summer/early Fall.



Stacy Eaton is a USA Today Best Selling author and began her writing career in October of 2010. Stacy took an early retirement from law enforcement after over fifteen years of service in 2016, with her last three years in investigations and crime scene investigation to write full time.




Stacy resides in southeastern Pennsylvania with her husband, who works in law enforcement, and her teen daughter who is working toward her second degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do and on the choral and cheerleading squads at school. She also has a son who is currently serving in the United States Navy.

Stacy is very involved in Domestic Violence Awareness and served on the Board of Directors for her local Domestic Violence Center for three years.

Be sure to visit her website for updates and more information on her books.

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