Wednesday, August 4, 2021

Baited by Jennifer Dean - Book Tour

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Baited
Bound Series 
Book Three
Jennifer Dean

Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Little Fish Publishing
Date of Publication: August 3, 2021
ASIN: B093DT23XS
Number of pages: 230
Word Count: 52,000

Book Description: 

Normal seniors worry about if they will get rejected from their dream school, what they are going to wear to their last prom, or if it’s possible to stay close with the friends they grew up with after high school.

But Emma Morgan has come to learn that normality is a thing of the past. 

Especially when her eighteenth birthday is a mere reminder of the newly accepted deal she has made to lure a vengeful immortal named Thomas back into Alexander territory. A plan that will certainly make the humans of her world safer but comes with the risk of not living to see graduation.

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Excerpt:

Despite the coldness of my tone, I heard a few light chuckles around the room. My gaze shifted to the ground before I dared to look back up at the many bright, expectant eyes surrounding me.

“I know I can’t do much, but I can do this.”

“Are you sure?”

I turned back to Liam as I heard the concern in his voice. I imagined that if the roles were reversed, I would carry the same worry for him.

“Yes,” I said, squeezing his hand to convey my assurance.

Once again, I turned my body to face Jane, bouncing my eyes up with a readied stare.

“What do I have to do?”

“I need you to know that what I’m asking comes with risk.”

“I understand.”

“No, you don’t,” Sean said. “By risk, she means you’re willing to accept that this help may come at the cost of losing your life.”

“He’s right,” Jane said. “I’m prepared to risk your life if it ultimately means bringing an end to Thomas.”

“Well…at least you’re honest,” I said with uneasiness.

 “I may be a bitch but at least I’m an honest one,” Jane said.

It was hard to not find humor in her words, as if she were reading the tagline from a movie written about her.

“Look, as much as your presence annoys me, I don’t wish to see your death. But I need you to know that this plan is about commitment. That goes for me as well. I’ll need to play my part just as much as you will yours. At times, you may even question my loyalty. However, we must rely on trust because it’s all we’ll have until we see this through.”

“So, you’re saying it’s going to get worse before it gets better.”

It wasn’t a question but a realization of the danger I was agreeing to dive into.

“Yes. This isn’t going to be easy. He’ll be seeking every opportunity for revenge for Liam’s betrayal. A revenge that will create a blood trail straight to you. One that could lead to your death.”

I caught sight of Mary’s bright stare across the room. Her first words to me echoed in my mind. Being with Liam means you will always be a target.
I bit my lip with squinted eyes of confusion as I looked back at Jane. Before I could speak, my brother’s outburst interrupted me.

“You want us to just sit back and leave her for him like some immortal bait?”

Sean’s voice cracked with incredulity.

“He has to believe he has the upper hand. The only way that can happen is if you play your parts in leaving her vulnerable. From the moment I leave this house, you must portray a belief that the threat is gone.”

“By leaving her to be killed!”

Jane closed her eyes in frustration before turning to face Sean. Her neck stiffened with impatience but she paused in speaking, as if waiting to gain the composure that one needed when speaking to a petulant child.

“Thomas is a sadistic prick who likes to play games. His immediate goal won’t be to kill her but to show Liam and you that he can if he chooses to. You have to make it seem as if he’s in control. Being overprotective isn’t an option, Sean.”

“I understand what you’re saying and I even agree with your theory but as her brother, I can’t just…”

 Sean shook his head, clearly hoping to distract himself from the images circling his mind before turning a newly placed anger on Liam.

“You’re ok with this?”

“Of course not,” Liam said with an offended grimace. “I hate the idea of her being in any kind of harm’s way. But she’s going to do it whether I’m okay with this or not.”

As Sean rolled his eyes, Liam continued with a small grin, as if the behavior only proved his point.

“You only disrespect her by not allowing her to make this choice. So, regardless of your inability to accept it, I’ll stand by whatever she decides.”

“Thank you,” I said.

It was all I had time to say before a thud caused me to snap my neck back around. Sean stood facing the wall with his palms flat against it. He refused to look at anyone behind him. My eyes traveled up to a spot near his left hand, where I saw a deep hole the size of his fist.

The tension in the room lingered as I met his gaze. I had barely blinked before he moved to a kneeling position in front of me, his hands reaching out to hold mine with comforting warmth.

“Please don’t do this. I know you hate me and that’s fine. Hate me all you want. But please don’t make me have to risk your life this way. You don’t have to do this.”
I looked into his pleading eyes, knowing that even with my anger I could never hate him. I paused, squeezing his fingers without breaking his bright golden gaze. “No, I don’t have to do this but I want to do this.”

He lowered his head in defeat before rising back to his feet and turning his attention to Jane. He remained silent, his body tense as he resignedly stood and walked back toward Grace.

“I’m short on time so I must leave you all,” Jane said. Then she looked at me. “I hope you survive this, Emma, I really do. But if fate has other plans, please know your sacrifice will have been an honorable one.”

“Thank you,” I said.

 I reached for Liam’s hand as Jane nodded with appreciation before she looked toward the leader of the Alexanders. Patrick gave one subtle nod of approval. It was enough verbal communication for Jane to begin walking backward in farewell.

“Good luck.”

 

About the Author: 

Jennifer has studied Creative Writing and Literature and lives in Nashville, Tennessee. 

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Finding Summer Happiness by Chris Penhall - Book Tour

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Finding Summer Happiness

You won’t find happiness without breaking a few eggs ...
Miriam Ryan was the MD of a successful events and catering company, but these days even the thought of chopping an onion sends her stress levels sky rocketing. A retreat to the Welsh village of her childhood holidays seems to offer the escape she’s craving – just peace, quiet, no people, a generous supply of ready meals ... did she mention no people?
Enter a cheery pub landlord, a lovesick letting agent, a grumpy astronomer with a fridge raiding habit – not to mention a surprise supper club that requires the chopping of many onions – and Miriam realises her escape has turned into exactly what she was trying to get away from, but could that be just the thing she needs to allow a little bit of summer happiness into her life?

 Purchase Links
UK - https://www.amazon.co.uk/Finding-Summer-Happiness-wonderful-feel-good-ebook/dp/B093CJZ7PM

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Excerpt
In this extract, Miriam is finally escaping the stresses and strains of her life as the MD of an events and catering company, driving out of London, across the Severn Crossing and into Wales.

 As soon as she arrives at her last-minute holiday rental, she knows that for the next few months, she will be able to relax, unwind, and have no responsibilities at all, for absolutely anyone or anything.

 That’s what she thinks anyway. It’s not going to happen, but she is blissfully unaware of that yet, as she pauses for a moment overlooking the beach at Newgale.

 She stopped at a lay-by on the brow of a hill which swept down towards the sea and texted the contact at the letting agents so they could meet her at the house.  Allowing herself to rest for a few moments, she gazed at the gentle curve of the shore which sloped upwards to dramatic cliffs in the distance.  The sun was slowly setting in the west, the sky a heady mixture of orange, blue and almost black, the darkening waves breaking powerfully on the beach below.  For a moment, she felt peaceful.  Then the buzz of a motorbike speeding past brought her back to the present, so she stretched, checked her sat nav and bean the last part of her journey.  She navigated the increasingly narrow roads, which were dotted alongside with cottages, luscious hedgerows, and protected by high, bowing trees.  The sea glittered in the distance as the lanes swept up over the hills, disappearing again when the car dipped into a valley.

            It was almost dark when she pulled off the tiny village road onto the driveway of her house, and she was too tired to feel anything but relief at her arrival.  A small figure with long, dark, wavy hair and a kind, smiling face, climbed out of the car parked in front of her and waved.

            Miriam got out wearily.  ‘Hello,’ she said.

            ‘Hiya. It’s Miriam, is it? I’m Rhiannon. The letting agent.’

She shook Miriam’s hand, still smiling.  ‘Of course I’m the letting agent.  You’ll have worked that out! Why else would I be here?  I’m really an estate agent, I am, but I’m covering someone else who’s the letting agent, and I have to keep saying it so I remember.  I didn’t know when I accepted the job….’  Her voice trailed off and she looked at Miriam expectantly.

            Miriam smiled.  ‘Good to meet you,’ she said.

            ‘You too.  Lovely house, this.  Apparently.’  Rhiannon took a key out of her bag and put it in the lock.  ‘Not been in myself though, to be honest.  I’m new, you see.  Just moved down from the Cardiff office.  Broken heart I had, so had to get away.  Fresh start and all of that.’  She pushed the door open.  ‘Ta dah! Welcome to The Grange!’

            They both stepped into the hallway and Rhiannon switched on the light.  The walls were striped with yellow and white, with a light slate-grey floor and an elegant stairway to the side.

            ‘Oh, there’s lovely,’ squealed Rhiannon.  ‘I could live here myself.  Aren’t you lucky!’

            Miriam smiled.  ‘It seems I am by the looks of it.’

            ‘It was all very last minute, wasn’t it?’  Rhiannon pushed the nearest door open.  ‘Now, that’s what I call a kitchen.  Look at the range over there.  You can get very creative culinary-wise.’

            ‘I plan to live on ready meals, dips and takeaways,’ Miriam laughed.  ‘So, no creativity here.’

            ‘Oh.  Pity that.  It looks like it likes to be cooked in.  You know what I mean, don’t you?’

            ‘Oh, I do.’  Miriam peered out of the doors into the garden.  ‘I used to own an events company and we mainly did our own catering, so I’ve spent a lot of time in kitchens over the years.’

            ‘Well, you can use this one to sit down and enjoy the view in, then.’  Rhiannon picked up a large file from next to the sink, scattering several pieces of paper on the floor

 ‘Oops…’. She gathered them up and put them back.  ‘The owner seems to have left you a few recipes.  That’s kind.’

            Miriam opened the fridge door in the hope that some kind soul had left some chilling wine in it, but there was nothing there.

            ‘The owner went away in a bit of a hurry, apparently,’ said Rhiannon.  ‘But she’s left a list of instructions here too by the looks of it.’

            ‘I think I’ll look at that tomorrow.  I’ve been driving all day, and I just fancy a glass or two of wine.  Then I’ll head to bed.’

            ‘Would you like me to give you a quick tour of the place?’

Rhiannon looked hopeful.

            ‘No thanks.  I’ll be fine.  But could you help me bring my cases and bags of food in?’

            ‘Pity.  I’d love a look around myself.’

            ‘Well, you can pop over sometime and I can show you.’

            Rhiannon laughed.  ‘That’s a deal then.  Come on, let’s get you settled in.  I’m sure you’ll be very happy here.’

            I’m just looking for some peace and quiet, thought Miriam. Not sure I can stretch to happy.

            Once all the bags were put in the hallway and Rhiannon had noisily left, Miriam couldn’t even summon up the energy to put wine in the fridge, let alone drink it.  So, she ate a couple of breadsticks and went upstairs to locate the master bedroom.  And when she found it, she unpacked the overnight bag she always kept in the car just in case, places her slippers carefully by the bed, put the jiffy bag containing the photographs in the bedside drawer, climbed under the duvet and enjoyed the deepest sleep she had for many years.

 

Author Bio –
Chris Penhall won the 2019 Choc-Lit Search for a Star competition, sponsored by Your Cat Magazine, for her debut novel, The House That Alice Built. The sequel, New Beginnings at the Little House in the Sun was published in August 2020. Her short story, Lily McKee's Seven Days of Christmas appears in Choc Lit and Ruby Fiction's Cosy Christmas Treats anthology.

Her new novel, Finding Summer Happiness, which is set in Pembrokeshire in South West Wales was published in May 2021.

Chris is an author and freelance radio producer for BBC Local Radio.
She also has her own podcast - The Talking to My Friends About Book Podcast in which she chats to her friends about books. Good title!

Born in Neath in South Wales, she has also lived in London and in Portugal, which is where The House That Alice Built is set. It was whilst living in Cascais near Lisbon that she began to dabble in writing fiction, but it was many years later that she was confident enough to start writing her first novel, and many years after that she finally finished it!
A lover of books, music and cats, she is also an enthusiastic salsa dancer, a keen cook, and loves to travel. She is never happier than when she is gazing at the sea.

Social Media Links –

www.chrispenhall.co.uk 

Twitter: https://twitter.com/ChrisPenhall

 Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ChrisPenhallBroadcasterWriter


Broken Cowboy by Jamie Schulz - Book Blitz

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The Montana Men Series, Book 1

Contemporary Western Romance, Small Town Romance, Romantic Suspense

Published: June 2021



Two lives cross in a fateful roadside encounter. When ranch life turns deadly, will their unexpected love survive?

Addie Malory is struggling to improve the rundown farm she bought. And though she knows she can’t do it alone, she won’t tolerate men who think they can just take advantage of a pretty woman. Worried all her hard work will amount to nothing, both her hopes and her heart lift when she hires a hunky capable ranch hand.

Cade Brody’s past has left him broken. Drifting between rodeos after a shocking betrayal, he’s grateful to the pretty farm girl and her offer of a job. But after thugs vandalize the property and harass his gorgeous new boss, he puts aside his wounded heart as his protective instincts ignite.

With Addie’s dream in danger under a barrage of financially damaging attacks, she wrestles with the risk of her red-hot feelings for her rugged employee. And when his own past returns to haunt him, Cade may have to choose between protecting the woman he loves and the healing reconciliation he’s wanted for years.

Will Addie and Cade fend off disaster and give in to their desires?



About the Author

Jamie Schulz lives in the beautiful Pacific Northwest with her family, her husband, and their fur babies. Writing has always been a big part of her life, and she hopes to one day reach the bestsellers lists.

Cowboys, ice cream, and reading almost any kind of romance are among her (not so) secret loves. To her, every one of her stories, no matter how dark, must have a happy ending, and she strives to make them impossible to put down until you get there.

She balances her free time between reading her favorite romance authors--in genres ranging from erotica and dark romance to sweet historicals and contemporary romance--and spending time with her family.


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The First Sin by Lisa Beth Darling - Book Tour + Giveaway

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The First Sin (South of Eden)
Lisa Beth Darling

Genre: Contemporary Fiction
Publisher: Moon Mistress Publishing
Date of Publication: 7/31/2021
ASIN: B096QZF49Q
Number of pages: 340
Word Count: 135,000
Cover Artist: Lisa Beth Darling

Tagline: Lucifer Returns to Eden

Book Description: 

Lucifer is unceremoniously yanked out of Hell by his Father so he can return to his old job in the Garden of Eden. When he arrives, broken, battered, and bleeding, he falls into the arms of Eve who is unsure about seeing her old lover again as are the people now living in a dying paradise.

Tasked with returning the Sacred Trees of Life and Knowledge to flourishing bounty once more, Lucifer struggles to learn his new place in his old home. Yet, he hasn't been placed there solely to tend the Garden. His son, Cain, is on the way with murder and destruction on his mind.

Having lived, cursed by God, for eons, Cain Enoch has made quite a name for himself and amassed a fortune that would make even his Grandfather envious and with it he'll stop at nothing to find Eden and destroy. Why? So he can finally die even though it means taking the Earth, Heaven, and Hell with him.

Excerpt:

"My Father said there was no money in Art," she huffed and took a long swallow from her glass, "he insisted I get a real job."

"Dads," Cain said in a dreamy tone as he looked at a painting of a garden. Something about it called to him. It was so real he thought he could almost smell the patch of honeysuckle as it radiated its sweetness under that bright summer sun. Something about it seemed familiar but he couldn’t pin it down. "They can be real assholes." He finished his glass and slipped his arm around her waist when he heard her start to choke. "You ok?"

"Fine," she stammered even as she blushed. "You’re so right, real assholes," she agreed getting her reaction under control, "but they’re not here now."

"Thank God for that," he said with more grimace than smile.

"Yeah," she sighed and drank down the last of her glass, "more?"

Cain, who normally had such sharp ears and was such an excellent judge of people, was still so captured by the painting that he missed the whole thing. Instead he pointed at it and asked, "Where is this?"

Jesse didn't miss a beat even as her breath caught in her chest, "Devil's Hop Yard, it's a park in Connecticut." She stopped for a second as she took him in and then casually asked, "Do you like it?"

"Devil's Hop Yard," he repeated still a distant tone as he stared at it. Cain had been all over the world several hundred times and the name seemed familiar but he couldn't say he'd ever been there.

"Earth to Cain," Jesse chuckled as she snapped her fingers in front of his glassy eyes.

"Hello?"

That brought him back around and he tried to cover the moment with a laugh, "Sorry. Yeah, I love it, it's beautiful, it's like, like, I've been there before."  He reached out to touch it but she grabbed his wrist.

"Nope, no touch, we do not put our greasy finger prints on the paint," she said with a serious grin.

"Oh, yeah, right," he muttered as he felt her leading him away from the artwork that he just couldn't take his eyes from until she fully pointed him towards the second hand couched with their thick blankets and the burning hearth next to them. "More wine?" He asked trying to force himself the rest of the way out of his daze.

"There's a delayed echo in here," she cooed as she plopped down on one of the couches and held up her empty glass. Silently she cursed herself for displaying that painting. She never intended for him to see it and convinced herself he never would. Even if he did, it was just a painting. In the end, her pride won out and she felt it was too good not to put on the wall of her little Art Studio.

"What about those?" Cain asked as he filled their glasses and pointed off to one corner where canvases were standing back to front. "What's over there?"

"Oh, God, no," she moaned. "Those are not for viewing." She laughed. "They're just, well, one day I'll just paint over them."

"Temperamental artist, I see," he grinned and settled in next to her.

About the Author:

Lisa Beth Darling is 54 years-old, the mother of two adult daughters, grandmother to one, and wife to her husband, Roy, for the last 35 years. She lives and writes in her hometown of New London, CT.

Early influences were Stephen King, Mary Higgins Clark, Harold Robins, Jacqueline Susan and VC Andrews.

Her stories are filled with secrets, lust, betrayal, and sometimes rage, they may keep you awake into the wee hours of the morning cheering, weeping, and captured by suspense as our heroes and heroines have their love tested by demons who reside within and without.

In her spare time she enjoys gardening and photography as well as cooking and baking. She also enjoys helping other authors bring their works to the world stage.

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Yaks Can Do Yoga! by Snezana Danilovic - Book Blitz

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Yaks Can Do Yoga! by Snezana Danilovic  (Author)) Sandy Thornton  (Illustrator)

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Blurb 

Yoga makes children happy, healthy and strong!

But if you are a clumsy yak, with wobbly hooves, who has never done yoga before, it can be tricky. Join Yak in her first Happy Panda class and see how she discovers the power and playfulness of yoga.


Eight yoga poses and their benefits are clearly explained and illustrated at the back of the book so young children can easily do them at home or in the classroom.


Yoga is for everyone! Adorable, engaging characters and humorous story draw in young children and get them hooked on yoga, creating healthy mind-body habits to last a lifetime.


Mindfulness and meditation are lots and fun! The story’s humorous, creative visualisation exercises tap into young children’s innate imagination, facilitating a deeper understanding of their emotions and developing confidence and resilience.


Author and experienced children’s yoga teacher Snezana Danilovic and illustrator Sandy Thornton team up to create the Happy Panda Children’s Yoga picture book series of heart-warming stories full of gentle humour, aimed at encouraging even very young children to get hooked on yoga. Parents, teachers and educators don’t need to be experienced yogis – they can learn and enjoy yoga alongside young readers, too!


Yaks Can Do Yoga! is the first book in the series.


Buy Links

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Bios

Snezana Danilovic is a children's author and an experienced children's yoga teacher. Her mission is to bring yoga to children through her passion for storytelling. She has spent the last 30 years writing and working in theatre and children's TV, creating an array of characters for pre-school and early years. Snezana lives in Windsor with her husband, two children and a hamster. She loves hugging trees and her house is full of balloons and musical instruments!


Sandy Thornton is a picture book maker with over 20 years experience in early years creative play, running her own children's art & craft classes, whilst providing creative ideas and content for children's TV, including Cbeebies Mr Maker. From an early age, Sandy snipped, sketched, glued and stapled her own little books and magazines, influenced at the time by Herge's Tintin and Jansson's Moomins. Sandy lives in North London, with her family, their dog Winston and cat Rocky. 


Cornish Gold at Summer's End by Laura Briggs - Book Blitz + Giveaway

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Cornish Gold at Summer’s End

Rumors of a ghostly presence haunt Julianne’s Cornish autumn in the series’ charming fourth installment.

What began as a bit of teenage mischief in the village quickly became stories of spooky lights and ghost sightings in the wood. Being sensible, Julianne is more worried about whether she can finish her kids’ costumes in time for the annual Halloween contest—and whether husband Matt and his eager assistants will be selected for the exclusive Brookshire Garden Design Competition. So when everyone in town begins flocking to the local ‘ghost walk’ tours Julianne assures her wide-eyed children it’s just a case of imagination run wild...until she experiences her own brush with the supernatural, that is.

Real or imagined, Julianne can’t shrug off what she saw, or even bring herself to confide in sympathetic Matt for advice. Best friend Kitty is on hand to help, despite her usual family battles, including that of her cousins’ shady new scheme to profit from the town’s ghost mania. But even Julianne’s friends can’t fully understand her need to find a solution this time, one that leads her on a quirky quest from local lore, to meetings with the village’s ragtag paranormal club, and even a creepy abandoned cottage hiding secrets in the woods.

Join Julianne for suspense, surprises, and (of course) heartfelt moments as book four in the series brings an autumn like no other to sleepy Ceffylgwyn.

Purchase Link - https://smarturl.it/cornishgold

Excerpt
Thank you so much for this chance to share a sneak peek of my newest book! It’s called Cornish Gold at Summer’s End and continues the adventure of Julianne Rose, who juggles many plates as a wife, mom, and business owner in the sleepy village of Ceffylgwyn. The scene below finds Julianne attempting to sew her children’s Halloween costumes, despite a decided lack of talent in the seamstress department.

  Green felt fabric, draped like an emerald shawl over my sofa's arm, snipped free of its bolt beneath my shears as I cut a winding trail from one side to the other. Bits of it fell off like confetti and landed on the black tulle that was supposed to become a witch's skirt, but which currently was a velvety nest beneath my bare feet.

"What are these?" My son Heath had discovered the white rubber ball I had sliced in half — with great difficulty and a bandage on my finger from where the big shears had slipped once.

"Frog eyes," I said. "For your costume." Not that this fabric was in any danger of becoming a costume for a six year-old at the moment.

Heath held them in front of his own eyes. "I can't see anything," he announced.

"Of course not, silly," I answered. "Look at the pattern's picture." The one I had bought off Etsy had a smiling kid dressed in a green felt jumpsuit with a hood, and two white goggly eyes on top. I had drawn Kermit the Frog pupils on the white rubber with a permanent marker.

"How come mine doesn't have any way to put it on yet?" asked Sylvia. My daughter was trying to wrap the tulle around her waist, looking more like a bandage roll than an eight year-old witch. Her hat was on the cushy old armchair — a lopsided one that needed a little more re-enforcement to stand up straight. It came from the shops, which is why it was better than the broom I was making, which was a crooked stick with some straw tied at the bottom.

"That's because I haven't sewn the tulle to that black skirt's elastic waistband yet," I answered, trying to re-measure my green fabric to be sure it was the correct size. "Once I do, it will look great with your black shirt."

Sylvia looked at the picture by my sewing basket, and I sensed dubiousness in my daughter's eyes. Unlike her brother, she was old enough to be aware that mummy's sewing skills lacked a little bit.

Julianne Rose will never be the brand name of a famous costume designer, even when it comes to kidswear recycled to make creative clowns and fortune tellers for Halloween, but, luckily for me, I don't have to make a living at it, just make two costumes per year for my kids. It's a small price to pay for one afternoon's fun at the village hall, for the annual costume contest and silly party that they look forward to for weeks after October begins.

 

Author Bio – Laura Briggs is the author of several feel-good romance reads, including the Top 100 Amazon UK seller 'A Wedding in Cornwall'. She has a fondness for vintage style dresses (especially ones with polka dots), and reads everything from Jane Austen to modern day mysteries. When she's not writing, she enjoys spending time with family and friends, caring for her pets, gardening, and seeing the occasional movie or play.

Social Media Links –

Find Laura on Facebook at http://on.fb.me/1JjeMoI

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