Monday, February 19, 2018

Blog Tour: Mary - Tudor Princess by Tony Riches

Mary – Tudor Princess
by Tony Riches
New on Amazon UK, Amazon US  and Amazon AU
From the author of the international best-selling Tudor Trilogy, the true story of the Tudor dynasty continues with the daughter of King Henry VII, sister to King Henry VIII. Mary Tudor watches her elder brother become King of England and wonders what the future holds for her.
Born into great privilege, Mary has beauty and intelligence beyond her years and is the most marriageable princess in Europe. Henry plans to use her marriage to build a powerful alliance against his enemies. Will she dare risk his anger by marrying for love?
Meticulously researched and based on actual events, this ‘sequel’ follows Mary’s story from book three of the Tudor Trilogy and is set during the reign of King Henry VIII.

Excerpt from Chapter Seven – Autumn, 1514

Ten miles from Abbeville a group of riders appeared in the distance. This time, outriders carried the flag of France and, as they approached, Lady Guildford turned to Mary.
‘I suspect this to be the king himself. If I am not mistaken, your moment has come, my lady.’
‘Surely he should wait for us to make our entry into Abbeville?’
‘That is how we would do it in England, but it seems everything is done differently here.’
‘What should I say? How should I greet him, Lady Guildford?’
‘My advice is to let him do the talking.’ She smiled. ‘I suspect the king’s impatience has got the better of him.’
They watched as the riders came closer. Mary spotted a figure riding a powerful warhorse, caparisoned with cloth of gold and black silk, flanked by French knights in silver armour with flowing blue capes. Behind him followed several hundred nobles dressed in colourful robes. This was not like any hunting party she’d ever seen in England.
Sir Thomas Howard rode to her side. ‘I recognise King Louis, Your Grace.’ He peered ahead. ‘Would you wish me to announce you?’
Mary nodded. ‘If you will, Sir Thomas.’ Her dry throat muted her words and she glanced again at Lady Guildford for reassurance. ‘Please convey apologies for our delay.’
They watched as Sir Thomas rode ahead and saw him nodding as he addressed the king. Henry chose the earl as his representative for good reason. As well as his impeccable French, he was an experienced commander and proving to be a skilled negotiator and diplomat.
Mary steadied her horse as the king approached, not sure if she should remain in the saddle or dismount. At last, after all the waiting, she would meet her new husband. She took a deep breath and attempted a smile, then on an impulse raised her hand to her mouth and blew him a kiss, as she’d done to greet her father so many years ago.
The king seemed confused for a moment, then grinned and raised his hand to blow her a kiss in return, before riding up to her and bowing his head. ‘We welcome you to France, my queen.’ He spoke in French, with a cultured accent, and his blue eyes fixed her with an intense, piercing stare.
As she feared, Mary found herself unable to recall her rehearsed words of greeting. King Louis had a deeply lined face and looked older than she’d imagined. Although not as pockmarked as she’d heard, she found herself wondering why he chose to remain clean-shaven when a beard would hide the disfiguring scars.
A large fly buzzed noisily around her horse’s head, breaking the silence. She swallowed hard and returned his bow.
‘My husband. I have waited so long for this moment.’ It was true.
Louis smiled, revealing a few blackened teeth and reminding Mary of her father. ‘You are more beautiful than I hoped, my lady. I give thanks to God for your safe arrival.’ He urged his horse closer as he spoke, then leaned across and embraced her, placing a kiss on her lips.
‘I feared for your safety in the storm. There were reports of shipwrecks.’ He remained close as he spoke, his sharp eyes appraising her as if she were some precious jewel offered for sale.
Mary struggled to compose herself. ‘Two of our ships were lost, Your Grace.’
Louis nodded. ‘We trusted in the Lord to deliver you to us – and now we must be married in the sight of God.’ He raised a hand and beckoned one of his followers.
Mary was surprised to see Duke Francis ride forward. He seemed less arrogant in the presence of the king and acted more like his servant than the heir presumptive. Again, the duke bowed his head to her but this time there was a twinkle in his eye as he spoke in accented English.
‘King Louis has given me the great honour of escorting you to Abbeville, my lady.’
Mary returned his smile. Despite Catherine’s warning, she saw Duke Francis as a useful ally in this strange land. ‘Thank you, my lord duke,’ she replied in English. ‘I shall be glad of your company.’
King Louis bowed once more and returned to his hunting party, which rode off as quickly as they’d arrived. Mary turned to Lady Guildford and saw her nod of approval. The first test had been passed. Now she must learn to become a queen.

About the Author:
Tony Riches is a full-time author of best-selling historical fiction. He lives in Pembrokeshire, West Wales and is a specialist in the fifteenth century, with a particular interest in the Wars of the Roses and the lives of the early Tudors. For more information about Tony’s other books please visit his website and his popular blog, The Writing Desk and find him on Facebook and Twitter, See links below.

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Blog Tour and Giveaway: Interwoven by Michelle Montebello

by Michelle Montebello


GENRE: Contemporary Romance



Belle Hamilton is a romantic at heart. She's engaged to the love of her life and dreams of marriage, children and a happily ever after. Belle’s world is close to perfect until one afternoon she makes a decision she can't take back.

In the blink of an eye, Belle’s life spirals out of control. She loses everything that is dear to her and is forced to flee to the other side of the world where she meets Andrea, a local bartender from Rome, and develops an unexpected connection with him.

Can they break through the complications of past hurts and a long-distance relationship to make it work or will one terrifying night in Paris end it before it had a chance to begin?



They’d met at Hunters Hill High School when they were sixteen. He’d asked for her help with his English and History assignments, subjects that he wasn’t terribly natural at, and she’d agreed.

After study each afternoon, he would walk her to the local milk bar for a strawberry ice cream cone. They would sit in the park by the water, licking their ice creams and talking for hours. It was during those lovely picturesque afternoons lying on the soft grass, beneath the trees that a delightful appreciation for each other’s company had ensued.

Belle wasn’t like the other girls in Ben’s class. She wasn’t loud or a show-off. She was shy, sweet and quietly curious. She was creative, loved books and was a whizz with a spoon in home economics.

He was handsome and spoke with an intensity and passion that had secured him a spot as captain of the school debate team. He was smart in science and mathematics, cleverly conversational, and popular with the girls. A beautiful young relationship had blossomed, for opposites surely did attract.

They’d graduated from Hunters Hill High School together at eighteen. He’d gravitated immediately toward a Bachelor of Law at university. Belle hadn’t felt the same pull, inclined more so towards a job in the food industry. Her father had balked, of course. After many arguments, ones in which she never did seem to get her point across, she’d reluctantly agreed to study a Bachelor of Communications in Journalism. She hadn’t been thrilled with the idea of going to university. It wasn’t at all what she wanted to do but it temporarily appeased her father and that made everyone’s life a little easier.

Ben’s career after university had taken off; exploded, more like it. He was ambitious, focused and brilliant in the courtroom. He regarded his career with the same kind of intensity and passion that Belle had come to love him for. He balanced her; completed her.

One night when they were twenty-six, Ben proposed. It was over dinner on a Wednesday evening at Tetsuya’s on Kent Street. He’d just been offered a position with the prestigious law firm, Richardson & Fields, as a junior criminal barrister. They took only one new recruit a year. It was a culmination of hard work and dedication that had finally paid off. He’d landed his dream job.

Ben had been animated that night, a number of scotches already under his belt. His happiness had been infectious, she remembered, as they’d laughed and celebrated his success. He’d gotten down on one knee and produced a small box: robin egg blue. Unmistakably Tiffany’s.

When he’d opened it, Belle’s breath had caught in her throat. A stunning engagement ring twinkled up at her, a thousand white diamonds, it seemed, set in an elegant round cut and sitting upon a diamond-encrusted platinum band. It was worth more than her car and tiny flat above Darling Street put together, she was sure.

Belle had shivered when he’d placed the ring on her finger and she’d whispered yes before he’d even asked the question. She wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol, the proposal or the dizzying thrill of being in love, but she’d had a feeling that night at Tetsuya’s that, like all good fairy tales, theirs was destined for a happily ever after.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Michelle Montebello was born and raised in Sydney, Australia, where she lives with her husband and two young children. She has always had a passion for reading, writing and the dramatic arts and she spent most of her childhood immersed in books, writing stories and performing in plays.
She has worked full-time in the corporate sector since 1998. It wasn't until she completed a writing course with James Patterson that she was inspired to write and publish her first novel, Interwoven, in 2017.
In addition to her writing, she also has a passion for travel and loves to combine her two favourite things - creative writing and travelling - to create vibrant worlds for her characters to explore.
When this busy mum is not working, chasing little ones or searching under beds for monsters, she can be found reading, writing or plotting her next story.


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My Review

Interwoven is the first installment from Michelle Montebello’s series, A Belle Hamilton. I liked it. It is not a very long read with a little over 200 pages and i had it finished within a few hours. I felt connected to Belle right from the start. Her story is so believable that I felt like I was with her throughout.

Interwoven is a beautifully written book of how to let go of yesterday and moving on. I recommend it and give it four stars.

I received this book from the publisher. This review is 100% my own honest opinion.

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Sunday, February 18, 2018

Romance is in the Air: Showcasing Author Nichole Van

  Gladly Beyond by Nichole Van An ancient curse, fractured at the birth of three brothers. Two strangers helplessly drawn to each other. A love story two hundred years in the making. Claire Raythorn arrives in Florence, Italy, shattered, alone, and anxious to rebuild her life—preferably one without men. But she soon finds herself hunted and haunted— literally—when a mysterious stalker dressed like Mr. Darcy from BBC central casting appears in her photos. And only her photos. Who is this man? And what does his ghostly presence mean? Dante D’Angelo simply wants to safeguard his brothers, despite the family curse that hounds his vision. But then Claire Raythorn walks into his life, untouched somehow by his curse. Soon, everything Dante thought he knew about himself starts to unravel, dragging Claire down with him. Set against the lush backdrop of Florence, Italy—both past and present—Claire and Dante fight for a future together. But, first, they must uncover their shared past . . . The thing I like about Van's writing is that she builds up the love between hero and heroine in plausible increments. I think that's why I always end up reading her novels in one sitting until the early morning hours; I know that in the NEXT scene the characters are going to finally realize their love. But then you get to the next scene and you simply want more and more. And I mean that in the best possible way.     I’ve always thought Italian cities are like guys I knew in college: Rome—the hot frat boy I was dying to go out with (and I did, and it was awesome). But, turns out, everyone dated Rome. Naples—Rome’s frat house roommate. The guy on no sleep and his tenth can of Red Bull. No one messed with him cause he knew people who knew people . . . catch my drift . . . Venice—the dreamily gorgeous philosophy major. Brilliantly eccentric but exotic enough that no one quite knew what to make of him. Milan—the second-year MBA student who was big on power-ties and power-lunches. Basically, the organized guy who held everyone else together. And then there was Florence. Firenze, to those who knew him. Quiet and unassuming. When we first met, I wondered what all the fuss was about. But Firenze . . . he was a subtle seducer. If I asked, he could talk for hours about art and history. But, generally, Firenze simply listened. Peaceful. Steady. Ready to shoulder my sorrows. Firenze is the guy I never got out of my system.     I hit the ground floor and took two steps toward the large wooden front door. How would the next few weeks play out? Like being a contestant on Survivor? The Great Race? A male voice stopped me. “Just the person I was waiting for.” I closed my eyes. Nope. Things were shaping up to be The Bachelorette. Honestly. Pasting on my polite grin, which truthfully was more of a grimace by this point, I turned around. “Mr. D’Angelo.” “Dante, please.” He stepped out of the shadows at the base of the stairs. A window in the stairwell illuminated half of him. Even that half was huge. Whereas I looked down on Pierce and was eye-level with the Colonel, I had to look up, up at Dante. At five ten myself, it takes a lot to make me feel short. But he somehow managed it. He had to be at least six four and linebacker-wide. Did he play football in high school? His dark, wavy hair had been smoothly slicked back when he arrived earlier. But I had watched it creep forward as the morning went along until a section of it came loose, swinging down to kiss his jaw. My fingers itched to brush it back. Dante was the type of man I had always had a sweet tooth for. Until I learned, oh-so-painfully, how bad for my health they could be.  
Love's Shadow by Nichole Van Branwell D’Angelo . . . Six years ago, I fell in love with Lucy—my brother’s girlfriend. Stupid of me, I know, but sometimes the heart doesn’t listen to reason. Six years, I’ve lived on the sidelines. Seeing him love her, be with her, bask in her sunshine . . . I watched her break his heart and then cleaned up the shattered pieces of him she left behind. She’s the one woman I can’t have but still the only one my soul wants. Now she’s back in our lives and needs the unique help only us D’Angelos can give. He’s not emotionally strong enough to face her. So he’s sending me instead . . . When tragedy strikes Lucy Snow on a visit to Italy, she can’t bring herself to call any of the D’Angelo brothers for help. There are consequences for falling in love with your ex-boyfriend’s brother. But Lucy desperately needs Branwell’s paranormal skills and his gift of Sight. And if seeing him will negate at least three years of therapy? Well, it’s a price she is willing to pay. Thrown together in a desperate bid to save an innocent life, Branwell and Lucy struggle against their shared past, only to realize that something even more dangerous is reaching through the weight of time to stalk their every move . . .   Oh. My. Gosh! The feels! The feels are real my fellow bookworms! My emotions were all over the place while reading this book! I laughed, I yelled, I got teary eyed, I growled in frustration, I let out little dreamy sighs and fell in love right along with Branwell and Lucy. I can't even begin to describe the amazingness of this book! One of my favorite parts of this book are the sour "punny" bears! *giggles* Oh! I can't forget about that epilogue! Love... love... LOVE! And talk about swoony! *dreamy sigh* I had the hardest time putting this book down! I have discovered a love/hate relationship with real life. Haha.     “Wait, wait. Don’t move,” a woman’s voice said. I froze, fork hovered over a particularly decadent piece of strawberry laden gooey-ness. I lifted my head and encountered the most amazing eyes. Blue-green and wide-set. The smell of lemon-verbena and sunshine drifted over me. That fiery red hair tumbled around the gentle curve of her jaw. Window-light sculpted the arch of her rosebud lips. Freckles. Freckles everywhere. Stars dotting her skin. She was . . . stunning. Magnificent. Breathtaking in an unconventional way. Maybe it was the jet lag, or the sugar and caffeine hitting my system in a knockout one-two punch. But . . . it jolted me hard. That bolt of lightning. This girl . . . woman . . . Something about her tugged at me. A siren call of wedding bells and growing old hand-in-hand. Then I noticed her t-shirt—The Empurr Strikes Back scrawled underneath Star Wars-themed, anime kittens. Yep. That sealed the deal. I was going to fall in love with her. So hard. So fast.     “So what’s your brand of crazy?” she asked. After a pause, I went with, “I won’t eat anything green unless it’s a vegetable.” She cocked her head, processing. A beat. “Green M&M’s? Skittles? Gummy bears?” she asked. “Nope. Leave ‘em all in the bag.” “Green frosting? Sprinkles? Mold?” “Nope. Nada. And please, no.” “So why no green?” she asked, genuine, sincere. I pondered options and then went with, “Non-vegetal green things are the charlatans of the food world.” “That’s about the best sentence I’ve heard all week.” She gave that giggly, wispy laugh of hers. “What about avocados? I mean, they act like a vegetable, but they’re really a fruit.” “Masquerading vegetables get a pass. So do herbs.” “What about kiwi?” “The jury is still out on kiwi. They’re something of a Franken-fruit, to be honest . . . all that fuzzy hair and the tiny, crunchy seeds.” She laughed again. “Please tell me you have no Irish heritage. You would destroy any St. Patty’s Day celebration.” “None.” I smiled, shaking my head. “Though, I did have an Irish roommate once. He thought I was, and I quote, ‘A wee bit mad.’”  
Lightning Struck by Nichole Van Chiara doesn’t like Jack. Jack doesn’t like Chiara. The story should end there. Except . . . maybe Chiara finds herself daydreaming far too often about Jack. And maybe Jack finds Chiara aggravating in an adorable sorta way. Maybe Jack and Chiara find themselves falling in love. The problem, of course, remains. Jack is a ghost. And Chiara is not. Jack Knight-Snow has had a bad year for losing things. So far he has lost a ship full of ancient treasure, his family, his friends, his title, his lands and money, his fiancĂ©, the century into which he was born . . . oh, and his physical body. Worse, feisty Chiara D’Angelo might just finish the job and make him lose his mind. For her part, Chiara simply wants to help Jack get his body back and move on with his life. She doesn’t want to like his snarky humor or his gorgeous eyes or the way he accepts her exactly as she is. She’s a hot mess when it comes to romantic relationships. Case in point . . . she’s developing feelings for a ghost. But tackling the problem of Jack’s ghostliness is not straightforward. Soon, Jack and Chiara find themselves embroiled in a mystery which creates more questions about the D’Angelo brothers’ gifts of Second Sight. Set against the backdrop of Tuscany, Italy, Jack and Chiara race to uncover answers about the past before becoming history themselves.  
Nichole Van has hit paydirt yet again with this latest Brothers Maledetti book! Chiara's story has swoonworthy romance that is 100% clean, as well as laugh out loud humor and superb storytelling to make up this amazing, unputdownable book! Although you don't have to have read the previous books in the series to enjoy this one, I'd highly recommend reading them to get further backstory on the D'Angelo family and their talents. Nichole Van is one of the few authors on my "instant-buy" list and this latest installment is another reminder why. Five stars just don't seem enough.
“Jack, we’re all concerned about you,” I said the words carefully, keeping my tone flat and not screechy like I felt. “We’ve been concentrating on trying to find answers for your ghost-like state, but I think the constant focus is hurting more than it’s helping. It’s like picking at a scab over and over, never allowing it to heal. Maybe it’s time to take a step back from our research.” Jack paused, giving me his best Regency-era, Lord Knight stare. I had a love/hate relationship with that stare—I hated that I kinda loved it. It was snooty with an edge of dry sardonic humor, and it challenged every womanly impulse in my body to kiss it off his face. Not that I would do that, of course, even if it were possible. But the urge was there. “Would you prefer me to continue my exploration of modern names?” he asked. I bit my lip, unsure how to reply. It was a decent threat. Jack had gone through this whole phase where he mocked contemporary celebrity names. Example: Brittany Spears. It had been days of, ‘Pardon Siri, but who are the Spears of Brittany?’ and ‘Are Brittany Spears similar to Celtic weaponry from northern France?’ “I have yet to understand why Ryan cares so much about goslings,” Jack continued. “Does he have a fetish for young poultry?” See?! Honestly.  
  Author Nichole Van Nichole Van is a writer, photographer, designer and generally disorganized crazy person. Though originally from Utah, she currently lives on the coast of Scotland with three similarly crazy children and one sane, very patient husband who puts up with all of them. In her free time, she enjoys long walks along the Scottish lochs and braes. She does not, however, enjoy haggis.  
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Saturday, February 17, 2018

Blog Tour and Giveaway: Phoebe's Light by Suzanne Woods Fisher

About the Book

Title: Phoebe’s Light  
Author: Suzanne Woods Fisher  
Genre: Historical romance  
Release Date: February 6, 2018

Phoebe Starbuck has always adjusted her sails and rudder to the whims of her father. Now, for the first time, she’s doing what she wants to do: marrying Captain Phineas Foulger and sailing far away from Nantucket. As she leaves on her grand adventure, her father gives her two gifts, both of which Phoebe sees little need for. The first is an old sheepskin journal from Great Mary, her highly revered great-grandmother. The other is a “minder” on the whaling ship in the form of cooper Matthew Mitchell, a man whom she loathes. Soon Phoebe discovers that life at sea is no easier than life on land. Lonely, seasick, and disillusioned, she turns the pages of Great Mary’s journal and finds herself drawn into the life of this noble woman. To Phoebe’s shock, her great-grandmother has left a secret behind that carries repercussions for everyone aboard the ship, especially her husband the captain and her shadow the cooper. This story within a story catapults Phoebe into seeing her life in an entirely new way—just in time. In this brand-new series, bestselling author Suzanne Woods Fisher brings her signature twists and turns to bear on a fascinating new faith community: the Quakers of colonial-era Nantucket Island.
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About the Author

Suzanne Woods Fisher is an award-winning, bestselling author of more than two dozen novels, including Anna’s Crossing, The Newcomer, and The Return in the Amish Beginnings series, The Bishop’s Family series, and The Inn at Eagle Hill series, as well as nonfiction books about the Amish, including Amish Peace and The Heart of the Amish. She lives in California. Learn more at and follow Suzanne on Twitter @suzannewfisher.

Guest Post from Suzanne Woods Fisher

A Stroll down Petticoat Row Thirty years ago, I talked my sister into going on a trip to Nantucket Island. It’s one of those places that had always intrigued me. As a girl in the 1930s, my mother’s family vacationed in Nantucket; she even has a lightship basket to show for it. I expected the island to be interesting and beautiful, and it certainly did not disappoint. But something else happened as I walked down Centre Street one morning. This island captured my imagination in a way that’s hard to put into words. At the risk of sounding a tiny bit sun touched, I could practically see 19th century people on the roads, hear the “thee’s and thou’s” in their speech, even smell the strong scents of a bygone century—the musky perfume of rendered whale oil, the burning wood of the blacksmith, all mingled with the bracing sea air. Centre Street has a local nickname: Petticoat Row. It comes from the 1800s, when men were at sea for long periods and women stepped into their shoes to keep businesses going. Nantucket women gained a reputation for being strong and capable. Their competence was encouraged by the Society of Friends (Quakers), the island’s dominant religion, which believed in the equality of men and women in all aspects of life. That hasn’t changed. Today, half of all Nantucket businesses are run by women. Petticoat Row stuck in my mind, and eventually became the hook to contract a series of historical fiction with Revell Books. The ‘Nantucket Legacy’ series covers the rise and fall of Nantucket’s whaling period, when it became the wealthiest port in the world. First up is Phoebe’s Light, releasing in February 2018, a novel about a spirited young woman who seeks her fortune only to find out she already had it. After reading about Phoebe, I hope you’ll consider planning a trip to Nantucket (though try to go off-season. The population swells five times in the summer!). When you go, include a stop at the Petticoat Row Bakery (35 Centre Street)—the very location where Phoebe grew up, albeit a few centuries ago. Don’t leave the island without trying the Morning Glory Muffins, an island favorite. So worth the trip! Nantucket’s Famous Morning Glory Muffins Ingredients: 1 ¼ cup sugar 2 ¼ cup flour 1 tablespoon cinnamon 2 tsp baking soda ½ tsp salt ½ cup shredded coconut ½ cup raisins 2 cup grated carrots (4 large) 1 apple, shredded 8 oz. crushed pineapple, drained ½ cup pecans or walnuts 3 eggs 1 cup vegetable oil 1 tsp vanilla Instructions: Sift together sugar, flour, cinnamon, baking soda, and salt into a large bowl. Add the fruit, carrots and nuts and stir to combine. In a separate bowl, whisk eggs with oil and vanilla. Combine with dry ingredients and blend well. Spoon batter into cupcake tins lined with muffin papers. Fill each cup to the brim. Bake in a preheated 350 degree oven for 35-40 minutes. These muffins needs 24 hours to ripen their full flavor. They freeze extremely well. Recipe courtesy of Pamela A. McKinstry, Sconset CafĂ©

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My Review

Phoebe’s Light is the fabulous beginning to Suzanne Woods Fisher’s newest series, Nantucket Legacy. I loved this story. I found it interesting to be transported back in time to this moment in history. I did not know that much about the Quakers and did not know about their time during Colonial Era of Nantucket Island. I was hooked and intrigued right from the start. I could not put the book down until I read to the end. I, also, was intrigued by the author’s note about this moment in history and how she came up with this story. She really knew how to use vivid details and descriptions to show what it was like back then.

I give Phoebe’s Light 5 plus stars and cannot wait for the second installment from Nantucket Legacy to release. I highly recommend this book for anyone who enjoy a great historical full of faith and inspiration.

I received this book from the publisher. This review is 100% my own honest opinion.

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