Now scheduling a one-week tour for The Christmas Knockout by Wren Valentino
This tour will be December 15- 22 (weekdays only)review copy available
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Now scheduling a one-week tour for The Christmas Knockout by Wren Valentino
This tour will be December 15- 22 (weekdays only)FREE Download at Scribd
Now scheduling a two-week tour for The Serpent’s Order by SZ Estavillo
This tour will be December 15- 29 (weekdays only)I'll be at the Grown-Up Book Fair on Saturday, November 15, 2025, from 6-9 p.m. @ Sloan Museum of Discovery
I'll have my haunted history and paranormal romance books along with bookmarks, stickers, art, and more.
Get a head start on your holiday shopping.
Are you craving that nostalgic feeling of being excited about a school book fair, and browsing all of the new books to find the perfect one?
At the Book Fair for Grown Ups, you can do just that!
On Saturday, November 15, join us after hours at Sloan Museum to browse a selection of new and used books from RB Used Books, Dragon's Roost Press, Friends of the Flint Public Library, plus several local authors, and plenty of vendors with book-related goodies and merch.
There will be drinks available for purchase from Coffee Beanery- Sloan Museum while you browse, and your ticket includes access to the entire museum (please no food or drink in the museum galleries).
If you're a book lover and looking for new reads, this event is for you!
Just $10 entry - visit: SloanLongway.org/BookFair for tickets and info.
Cash bar, drinks, and snacks available at the Coffee Beanery Cafe.
This event is open to guests 18 and up.
Now scheduling a one-month tour for The Princess of the Wraiths by Peregrinus Hierusalemsis
This tour will be November 24- December 22 (weekdays only)New Release
Outlander Meets What the Wind Knows with a
Dash of The Tudors
Guarded Time
Stephanie
Hansen
Genre:
Historical Romantasy
Claudia,
Alex, and Marie embark on a perilous journey back through the swirling mists of
time, their hopes pinned on averting a looming tragedy. As they navigate the
tangled web of history, vivid memories of Alex and Claudia’s enduring love
flicker across the timelines, a testament to their unyielding bond. Their
destination is the tumultuous Ireland of 1649, a land poised precariously on
the brink of siege. It is a treacherous era to traverse, where danger lurks at
every corner.
In
their quest, they immerse themselves within the ancient covens, becoming an
integral part of the tightly knit community of Drogheda. The air is thick with
tension, the kind that crackles and hums, as they wrestle with the monumental
task before them. Caught in the crossfire of history, they face the daunting
challenge of halting the impending slaughter of the town while grappling with
the complex emotions tied to saving the beloved of their sworn nemesis.
As
the stakes grow ever higher, the question looms large: will the timeless love
between Alex and Claudia endure the trials they face, or are there formidable
forces at work beyond their control, threatening to unravel the very fabric of
their shared destiny?
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FLQP9MSP/
#ReincarnatedSouls
#TimeTravel #GirlSquad #Sorcery #ItsAlwaysBeenYou #SoulMate #Romantasy
#HistoricalFiction
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Book lovers with a taste for the eerie and otherworldly are invited to step into the shadows at the Spooktastic Haunted Book Fair, happening Saturday, October 18, from 12–3 p.m. at Creative Cafe, 3318 Corunna Rd, Flint, MI 48503.
The event promises an afternoon filled with dark and paranormal romance, spine-tingling horror, haunting histories, and fantastical tales—the perfect mix for readers who like their stories on the spooky side. In addition to a wide selection of books, attendees will also find bookmarks, stickers, and other macabre merchandise to complete their haunted haul.
“Do you enjoy dark romances, haunted houses, and stories that send shivers down your spine?” asks event organizer Roxanne Rhoads. “The Spooktastic Haunted Book Fair is designed for readers who love to wander into the shadows of imagination.”
Whether you’re seeking your next paranormal love story, a chilling ghost tale, or simply a spooky souvenir, the fair will offer something for every fan of the macabre.
Event Details:
Spooktastic Haunted Book Fair
Saturday, October 18, 12–3 p.m.
Creative Cafe, 3318 Corunna Rd, Flint, MI 48503
Event Page on Facebook
Exclusive Excerpt:
The crew began unloading scheduled deliveries and taking on expected freight, and The Chosen One disappeared into the cabin once more. He still had not spared a moment to discuss the day's events with me, and after several minutes of frustrated mulling, I followed. "What about the man in the woods?" I demanded behind the closed door. "We need to talk about what it could mean. Was he actually T—"
"Don't say his name if you can help it," the hero snapped as if he were speaking to an ignorant child. Then to my surprise, he flashed me a broad grin. "He and I go way back! A bit of a rivalry, I suppose. Not to worry."
My mouth dropped open as he stripped down to his underpinnings and began riffling around in his clothes trunk, tossing garments this way and that as they were assessed and dismissed. "W—He..." I shook my head, trying to get my fear-addled brain to function. "Not to worry?" I shouted, finding my voice at last. The sudden shrill tone startled even me, and The Chosen One jerked. "You have a rivalry with a god, and I am 'not to worry'?"
He turned to level a stare at me. "Breathe before you faint," he grumbled. He made his way to the bed with an armload of silk and linen finery. "A long while back, I had to slay someone that belonged to him. I don't think he's quite gotten over it. Gods tend to hold grudges for a long time."
I don't think my jaw could have gapped farther without unhinging from my skull. "You... you—"
"She was a dragon," he explained absently. "She developed a taste for virgin flesh and lost her ability to change back into human form." He shrugged as if he were explaining simple math. "She was a monster." He met my gaze, clearly to determine if I was following. "Huh, you're a strange pallor," he noted. "You should sit."
"You killed one of his, and you yet live?"
He nodded. "She was a monster. It is what I do. I have and had four gods," he held up four fingers to illustrate, "backing me in this endeavor, one of whom is their king." He sighed, pulling fitted leather trousers over his muscular legs with more than one grunt of effort. "It cost me, though," he grumbled unhappily.
"What?" I asked. "What great loss did you suffer, backed by half the pantheon of—"
He leveled me with another dark stare. "It cost my hair," he answered blandly. "In fact, every hair on my person save my nose, eyebrows, and lashes." He stood and began fumbling with the buttons at his long cuffs. "Burned all my skin to ash," he recounted. "Nothing remained but sinew and the sword."
My teeth clapped shut, and I frowned down at the wood floor. "I've read this story."
"Yeah," he drawled. "One of my greatest deeds." He shook his head. "When they resurrected me, I was naked as a newborn. They said my hair would grow back." He scowled at his cuff. "It never did."
I looked up at him, then shook my head and stepped forward to help with the tiny abalone buttons. "As I recall, you saved a princess. I thought it was exaggerated."
He shook his head. "No. Not in the least. Under-exaggerated more like. Had to kill that beast with no skin. Hardest slay of my life."
My fingers faltered at that thought. I couldn't even begin to imagine how much that must have hurt. I'd earned blisters before, mixing potions. I shuddered. "After that, and you still could wield the sword?"
He shrugged. "It's how this sort of thing works. You have to be willing to pay the price. The greater the deed, the reward, the monster... the greater the cost."