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    Let It Be Me Blog Tour – welcoming Laura Chapman

    10/27/2019

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    This is my stop during the book blitz for Let It Be Me by Laura Chapman. This book blitz is organized by Lola’s Blog Tours. The book blitz runs from 21 till 27 October. See the tour schedule here.

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    Let It Be Me (Amarillo Sour #2)
    By Laura Chapman
    Genre: Romantic Comedy
    Age category: Adult
    Release Date: September 30, 2019

    Blurb:
    Who says history is boring?

    Professor James Mitchell has a rock star reputation. With a waitlist for all his classes, a best-selling book, and the requisite leather jacket, the university and publisher are eager to capitalize on this British sensation. But after his girlfriend leaves him for another man, James goes from rising scholar to spiraling bad boy. Forget contracts and tenure, James wants out—of his job, his book deal, and, better still, the country. He’s well on his way when his boss’s daughter walks into his favorite bar . . .

    Aspiring filmmaker Ali Ferguson-Day doesn’t scare easily. She’s been given the means to make a film of her own—on the condition she tames the professor. As the daughter of a famed documentarian and a renowned historian, she’s more than ready to step out of her parents’ shadows and shine on her own. She won’t let anyone—not even an unexpected charmer—get in her way.

    James and Ali butt heads from the start, but it isn’t long before their sparring gives way to attraction. There’s the promise of even more, if they can get past the fear of history repeating itself to let love in . . .

    You can find Let It Be Me on Goodreads

    You can buy Let It Be Me here:
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    Check out book 1 in this series: Counting on You
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    Is love worth the risk?

    Links:
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    About the Author:
    Laura Chapman is the award-winning and Amazon best-selling author of sweet and sexy romantic comedies. A born and raised Nebraska girl, she loves watching football, traveling, crafting, and baking. When she isn’t writing her next story, she is probably working at a museum by day and binge-watching Netflix with her cats Jane and Bingley at night. So, basically, she’s living large.

    You can find and contact Laura Chapman here:
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    Giveaway
    There is a tour wide giveaway for the book blitz of Let It Be Me. One winner will win a $20 Amazon gift card.

    For a chance to win, enter the rafflecopter below:

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    James Mitchell didn’t need a PhD to figure out why he’d been called into the department chair’s office. Unzipping his leather jacket, he slouched into the chair usually reserved for harried professors and students pleading for extra credit. Today, he was neither.
    Still nursing a bit of a hangover from the previous evening, he didn’t bother to cover his mouth as he yawned and made himself comfortable.
    He figured they might be in there a while.
    Dr. Ferguson—chair of the history department and, more importantly, his boss—didn’t waste time on salutations.

    It’s come to my attention that you failed to have your ‘War in the Middle Ages’ class on Monday.” Her ice-cold stare met his from across the desk, threatening to give him frostbite. “Again.”
    That simply wasn’t true. James was more than willing—eager, even—to accept blame for any and all of his missteps. But he wasn’t about to let people spread lies about him.
    “Actually, we held class.”
    “But you didn’t lecture, did you?”
    On that point, he could agree. Partially. “I provided an alternative educational experience.”
    Her eyes narrowed into slits. “You showed a movie.”
    “A movie set during the Middle Ages.”
    He’d even selected one about the Crusades, which even Dr. Ferguson—a post-Enlightenment scholar—had to know was period appropriate.
    “You played Robin Hood.”
    A movie set, in part, in a medieval battle zone. It was on topic.
    He studied the cuff of his leather fencing jacket. “It illustrates domestic issues and conflicts of the time shown through a mythical story.”
    Granted, the Robin Hood in this particular adaptation didn’t have a British accent. So it wasn’t accurate, strictly speaking. Still, if he—a displaced Brit—could tolerate Kevin Costner and Christian Slater, his boss should too.
    If possible, her scowl grew even more ferocious. There was no accounting for some people’s taste, he supposed.
    She shook her head. “I could look past the movie if you hadn’t called in sick on Tuesday.”
    “Yes, I . . . came down with something.”
    “It would seem you ‘came down’ with soccer tickets.”
    He flinched inwardly at her word choice. Before he could explain that everyone else in the world called it football, Fergie flipped her computer monitor around. There, in full color, was the Manchester United exhibition match held in Kansas City earlier that week. And there, in the middle of the photo, he stood with his face painted in red and white.
    “That could be anyone,” he lied.
    “Manchester United has quite a following, even over here.”
    Wordlessly, she clicked over to the next photo. In it, a pretty brunette held up a sign that boldly said, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAMES!” with an arrow pointing right at him.
    Based on the set of Dr. Ferguson’s jaw, he gathered she wouldn’t care that the woman was just a friend. The bartender at his favorite pub no less. She also probably wouldn’t care that the tickets had been a present from Sidney and Ford, the bar’s owner.
    He lifted a shoulder. “They’re my team. It was my first chance to see them play live since I moved here.”
    As a lifelong fan, it had been a miserable two years.
    “You also have a job to do here,” she reminded him. “One that your status in this country depends on.”
    He knew that, of course, but he was glad she was well aware of that fact too.
    “I covered the class,” he said.
    “You had your teaching assistant give a repeat showing of Robin Hood.”
    “It was ‘Introduction to the Middle Ages.’ They hadn’t seen it yet.”
    She muttered under her breath. He wasn’t certain, but she might have been counting to ten. In Old French.
    After taking a moment to recover her patience, she slid on a pair of glasses and read from a notebook. “You slept through your office hours on Wednesday morning.”
    The drive back from Kansas City had taken longer than expected. He’d been tired.
    “You told Dr. Anderson to ‘sod off’ when he asked you to peer review his paper.”
    Dr. Anderson should have known better than to ask. He specialized in the American Gilded Age. Their areas of expertise weren’t remotely close in geography or time.
    “You skipped the planning meeting for our upcoming Renaissance fair.”
    Again, not his area of study. Even if it was, he wouldn’t be caught dead at such a mockery of an event. The inaccuracies would drive him mad. While he could forgive Hollywood for its anachronisms, scholars should be held to a higher standard.
    “And you missed your deadline with the press.” She frowned. “The first draft of your new book was due last night.”
    “Actually, it was due in January.” At least according to his copy of the contract with the university’s press. “This was the extension.”
    “It was your extension’s extension.” She dropped the notepad and ripped off her glasses. “Your editor tells me you won’t even answer her calls.”
    “Do let her know I received the fruit basket she sent over. The kumquats and persimmons were a particularly nice touch.”
    If possible, her scowl grew even more ferocious. “This is simply unacceptable.”
    He certainly hoped so. “Understood.”
    “You do realize what this means?”
    He did. He was in breach of contract. Combined with his increasingly erratic behavior and his failure to complete his duties, there was no way she could let him get away with it any longer.
    Thank God for that. James was running out of ideas on ways to get fired.
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    Book Blitz Ugly Beautiful Girl by Tracy Krimmer

    10/6/2017

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    This is my stop during the book blitz for Ugly Beautiful Girl by Tracy Krimmer. This book blitz is organized by Lola’s Blog Tours. The book blitz runs from 27 September till 3 October. See the tour schedule here: http://www.lolasblogtours.net/book-blitz-ugly-beautiful-girl-by-tracy-krimmer/

    Blurb
    Ugly Beautiful Girl - Cover​Nerd. Weird. Ugly. That’s me. And I don’t want it to be anymore.

    Now is my time to make my mark on the world. My college roommate doesn’t make it easy. Neither does her brother, Jesse, but for completely different reasons. He makes me feel things I’ve never felt before.

    Wanted. Important. Beautiful.

    But we can’t be together because it isn’t real. Someone like him could never fall for someone like me. We aren’t meant to fit together.

    Even if I fall apart without him.

    You can find Ugly Beautiful Girl on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/35652017-ugly-beautiful-girl
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    Ugly Beautiful Girl is available on Kindle Unlimited

     

     

     

     

     

     

    About the Author
    tracy Krimmer
    ​Tracy’s love of writing began at nine years old. She wrote stories about aliens at school, machines that did homework for you, and penguins. Now she pens books and short stories about romance. She loves to read a great book, whether it be romance or science fiction, or any genre in between, or pop popcorn and catch up on her favorite TV shows or movies. She’s been known to crush a candy or two as well. Her loves include fitness, reading, coffee, dogs, and naps (not in that order), and her dislikes are blue cheese, cold weather, and burpees.

    You can find and contact Tracy here:
    – Website: http://www.tracykrimmer.com/
    – Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/tkrimms
    – Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/KrimmerAuthor
    – Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7153703.Tracy_Krimmer
    – Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Tracy-Krimmer/e/B00J1S52SM/
    – Bookbub: https://bookbub.com/authors/tracy-krimmer
    – Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tracykrimmer
    – Newsletter: http://www.tracykrimmer.com/newsletter/
    Giveaway
    ​There is a tour wide giveaway for the book blitz of Ugly Beautiful Girl. One winner will win a $10 Amazon Gift card.

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    Book Blitz All That Glitters by Tracy Krimmer

    6/15/2017

    This is my stop during the book blitz for All That Glitters by Tracy Krimmer. This book blitz is organized by Lola’s Blog Tours. The book blitz runs from 19 till 25 June. See the tour schedule here: http://www.lolasblogtours.net/all-that-glitters-by-tracy-krimmer/

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    All That Glitters (All That #1)
    By Tracy Krimmer
    Genre: Contemporary Romance / Women’s Fiction
    Age category: Adult
    Release Date: summer 2017

    You can find All That Glitters on Goodreads:
    https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34109955.All_That_Glitters__Songs_of_the_Heart__1_

    You can buy All That Glitters here: http://books2read.com/get-ATG

    Blurb

    Country-music star, Dory Walker, never wanted to come back to the small town of Sycamore Bay. But after her fairy-tale life is flipped upside down, and her marriage becomes a casualty, she has no choice.

    Harris Malone is a man with few commitments. He keeps a low profile most days while he cares for his young daughter and helps run his dad’s hardware store.

    But when he and Dory run into each other at the local gas station, all either can think about is the searing kiss they shared many years ago.

    Can a woman who only wants to rekindle her career and a man who enjoys a no-strings attached lifestyle find everlasting love?

     

    About the Author

    tracy KrimmerTracy’s love of writing began at nine years old. She wrote stories about aliens at school, machines that did homework for you, and penguins. Now she pens books and short stories about romance. She loves to read a great book, whether it be romance or science fiction, or any genre in between, or pop popcorn and catch up on her favorite TV shows or movies. She’s been known to crush a candy or two as well. Her loves include fitness, reading, coffee, dogs, and naps (not in that order), and her dislikes are blue cheese, cold weather, and burpees.

    You can find and contact Tracy here:
    – Website: http://www.tracykrimmer.com/
    – Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/tkrimms
    – Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/KrimmerAuthor
    – Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7153703.Tracy_Krimmer
    – Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Tracy-Krimmer/e/B00J1S52SM/
    – Bookbub: https://bookbub.com/authors/tracy-krimmer
    – Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tracykrimmer
    – Newsletter: http://www.tracykrimmer.com/newsletter/

    Giveaway
    There is a tour wide giveaway for the book blitz of All That Glitters. One winner will win a $10 Amazon gift card!

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    Echoes of the Past – Book Blitz and giveaway with Iris Blobel

    4/5/2016

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    Emily Bradshaw waited over twenty years to see Connor again…

    When her childhood friend, Connor Walsh, returns home to see his ailing father, Emily is elated to be reunited with the handsome man who moved to London so many years ago. But excitement fades to disappointment when he doesn’t remember her—or their first kiss. With her crush on Connor still in full swing, she’s determined to enjoy the short time he’s in Fermosa Bay, even though she knows her heart will break when he returns to his life in London.

    When Connor receives news that his biological father is terminally ill, he returns to Fermosa Bay, Australia.

    With memories of his childhood tucked fondly in the back of his mind, returning to the small, coastal town leaves him to wonder how life would have been if his mother had never taken him away. Would he have been married and had children? Perhaps with Emily Bradshaw…

    Secrets from long ago begin to unfold…

    As Connor and his father grow closer, Connor learns his parents have a broken love story of their own. Will the echoes of the past lure him into staying, maybe for good? Or will he relive his parents’ tragic story and flee to London?

    Walking away from a real chance at true love…

    Get your copy here:
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    Amazon UK – http://goo.gl/K4SMKZ
    Amazon CA – https://goo.gl/JO9ERL

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    Connor leaned against the window frame with his arms crossed as he watched the waves crashing against the rocks. In front of him, as wide as the horizon, was the ocean. With the clouds drifting in from the sea, the sky had turned grey and dark, and he knew there’d be even more rain coming later in the day.

    He would’ve enjoyed the scene if it hadn’t reminded him of his changing life. He’d been back in Fermosa Bay for two days already, but the memories of the first seven years of his life he’d spent in this small Australian coastal town were tucked away in the back of his mind. Seemingly inaccessible. Nowadays, his life was in London and had been for the last twenty-three years. He took a couple of deep breaths as he looked towards the harbour in the distance, and the small town in the alcove with the hilly forest in the background where he’d spend the first seven years of his life. It was truly one very picturesque little place.

    A noise from the other end of the house hauled him back from his thoughts, and he stepped away from the window. Over the last few weeks, since he’d decided to accept Jack’s invitation to Australia, he’d had visions of what he’d find here. His mother hadn’t told him much about the time she’d lived here, except about Jack owning a pub. Connor had been furious for her lack of memory, but in the end admitted to himself it’d probably not been a time she’d like to remember.

    So he was surprised to find out that Jack lived in this massive house just outside Fermosa Bay, on the top of the cliffs, with a view over the ocean. The house had five rooms and a small study at the back. The lounge room, with a high pitched ceiling, had wood fire heating and a big window front. Connor had loved the house the instant he’d stepped into it.

    When he entered the hall, he saw his father and said, “Good morning, Jack.”

    The old man sighed sadly. “You still can’t bring it over your heart to call me Dad?”

    Connor’s gaze wandered from his father to all the many framed photos along the wall. Jack was in many of the photos, but most them had people in them he didn’t know, except the biggest one, which showed Connor as a child in Jack’s arms. A wave of sadness shook him. No, it wasn’t in him to call him Dad. Or to even think of him as his dad.

    After a moment’s silence, he turned to his father and shook his head. “Sorry.”

    Jack coughed, and Connor quickly rushed to his side, holding him upright.

    “Another bad day?” Connor asked.

    “Son, there will be no more good days. One day is like the other, until it will be the last.”

    The words struck Connor deep enough to feel some emotions for his father. He knew time was running out, but hearing it made it sound final.

    “There’s a front coming, but I think you’d be able to sit outside for a little while. At least until the nurse comes.”

    Jack simply nodded.

    Connor helped his father out onto the deck where the old man sat down on his swing seat.

    “Thanks, Son.”

    Without a reply, Connor stepped away and watched the sea again.

    “I couldn’t keep you away from the water when you were a child,” Jack said.

    “What do you mean?” Connor asked.

    Jack didn’t answer, so he turned around to look at his father. The old man stared into the distance, a withdrawn expression on his face.

    “You were constantly in the water. Whatever opportunity you had, you grabbed your little board and spent most of the day there.”

    “So what happened?”

    His father shrugged. “You left with your mother.”

    Sitting down on the chair next to Jack, Connor let out a long breath. “Something must’ve happened. I never go near water, let alone go in it.”

    Still gazing into the distance, Jack said, “I still have the blue board. Ethan’s little son sometimes uses it nowadays.”

    Not sure where the conversation was heading, Connor just went along. “Who’s Ethan?” he asked.

    The reaction from his father wasn’t what he expected. With his shoulders sagged, Jack closed his eyes. He looked so old and frail. From what Connor saw in all the photos around the house, cancer had taken a lot of life out of his father, leaving behind a haggard body with no energy left. Initially, he’d been taken aback by their similarities in looks, with their dark brown eyes and dark blond hair, including the stubborn curl above the ears, but after all, Jack was his father.

    Iris Blobel
    Biography
    Iris Blobel was born and raised in Germany and only immigrated to Australia in the late 1990s. Having had the travel bug most of her life, Iris spent quite some time living in Scotland, London, as well as Canada where she met her husband. Her love for putting her stories onto paper only emerged a few years back, but now her laptop is a constant companion. Iris resides west of Melbourne with her husband and her beautiful two daughters as well as their dog. Next to her job at a private school, she also presents a German Program at the local Community Radio.

     

     

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    Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4067254.Iris_Blobel
    Twitter – @_iris_b
    Website – www.iris-b.blogspot.com

    Instagram – https://www.instagram.com/iris_blobel/

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    Iris
    4/4/2016 01:55:57 am

    Thank you, Monique, for today’s feature. I appreciate your support.