Saturday, September 14, 2019

Book Blitz: Whizzy Willow's First day at School #childrensbook @RABTBookTours


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Children's Book
Publisher: Xlibris


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Whizzy Willow’s First Day at School: Leaf the iPad Alone! New Book Gets Kids Reading, Learning & Laughing Uncontreelably!



Whizzy Willow’s First Day at School’ is a charming and beautiful book for young children, teaching them about everyone’s unique qualities, tree names, their times tables and even sentence starters – all through a story inspired by trees. From Whizzy Willow himself to Mr. Oak, the book’s unique cast of characters will have young readers laughing, learning and always looking upwards!



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Billie Rayatt adores working with children. Her passion is seeing children develop the same pleasure she had for books when she was young. Billie presently works with children in a primary school. Besides being a creative writer, she is a mother of two wonderful children. Her love for nature and outside life made the sun a great companion of hers. Little wonder she enjoys taking long walks in the sun. Billie strongly believes whatever is done now echoes for eternity. What keeps her motivated is the knowledge that when we keep learning and trying new things, it develops the individual and makes him or her shine. She believes laughter can be infectious and the best medicine for life.



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Friday, September 13, 2019

Book Blitz & Giveaway: The Minimalist Babe by Lola R. Marie #selfhelp #nonfiction #promo #excerpt #giveaway @RABTBookTours


Self-Help, Non-Fiction, General Adult
Date Published: September 7th 2019
Publisher: VisualBee Publishing

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Lola is every bit the minimalist babe - she lives simply, is intelligent and sassy, emotional and strong, calm and composed. Realizing that less is more, she traded in material possessions to focus on what was truly important to her. Lola's inspiring guide delivers real-world advice on how to consume less, clear out clutter, find authenticity, and live a life based on freedom. It is a sincere attempt to help those who want to end their obsession with stuff.

Echoing the thoughts behind Leonardo da Vinci's quote that "simplicity is the ultimate sophistication," this book teaches you how to value the simple things. From learning to declutter and live with less to living life with passion, good health, and great relationships. The Minimalist Babe is for anyone who desires a more intentional life. Drawing from real-life experiences, it is filled with stories that will teach you step-by-step how to be:

Authentic, self-assured, calm and composed, mindful, minimal and self-sufficient, financially stable, purposeful, free, healthy and happy.

So what are you waiting for?






Excerpt

Why am I writing this?

I’m not one to preach. In fact, I find the act of trying to convince someone of a different lifestyle quite unnatural. Everyone has their own path in life and their own timing. I understand the principles of minimalism may not be for everyone. You may now be wondering why then have I taken the time to write this book? The thing is that I believe everyone is a minimalist at heart; we were simple at birth, after all.

 I often hear others reminisce about the old days. How life was simple and vivid during childhood. Music was heavenly, the outdoors was our domain and ice cream was everything! There was an authentic nuance to life that now most of us only have access to through our memories; the bitter-sweet nostalgia.

This book is about reviving that childlike glee. It’s about happiness and what it really takes to be happy. It’s about realizing that less is more, and about letting go of your possessions and the depressions that come with it. It’s about doing away with the unessential so we can concentrate on the things that are truly important to us. Finally, it’s about living in the present and being ready to accept the wonderful things waiting to reach you.

Our need for more: One of society’s most grave and (until now) ignored illnesses.

The Minimalist Babe is about saying goodbye to the extras in life from time to time, finding happiness in having less, and finding your inner badass through your newly acquired freedom. It is the culmination of all my research; a toolbox of sorts filled with tips, techniques, exercises, and prompts that have helped me be my most authentic self.

When I’m not writing, I spend my time nurturing relationships and learning new skills. I focus on being healthy and purposeful and it’s working like magic. I am in the happiest phase of my life and want the same for each one of you. This book is an attempt to manifest that vision. Let us cut out the bitter side of nostalgia and bite into the sweetness of life that is now

Love,

Lola







About the Author



Lola Ray Marie loves to write, bathe in sunrays and ponder the mysteries of life. She is also the author of “A Morning Routine” her debut Self-Help book.



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Book Blitz & Sale: The Jack's Heart #darkromance #romance #promo #sale @RABTBookTours


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Prison Saints, Book 1
Contemporary Dark Romance
$.99 on September 13th!!!

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I’m the Jackpot of all Men.

The Jackhammer of all F*cks.

The Jack of all Trades.



If you haven’t guessed it yet, the name’s Jack. For the last seven years, I gave up my freedom for a crime I didn’t commit, and all for money, my retirement, and my dreams.

When it was time to leave, my cellmate asked me for a favor. Find his sister, give her a letter, and leave. Easy, right?

Wrong.

Nothing about Ahri was easy. She was a stubborn beauty, an intoxicating mystery, and a feisty fury. She was nowhere near perfect, but perfection was overrated, and Ahrianna Lore was underrated.

I went along with the lie of who she thought I was—just some guy looking at the apartment next door. It was supposed to be a quick hookup, but curiosity got the best of me.

I read the letter.

Have you ever heard the story about the Jack of Hearts whose heart was stolen by a beautiful thief?

The Jack’s Heart is a complete standalone and a part of the Prison Saints series.

The Jack’s Heart is a dark romance with no cliff-hanger and a guaranteed HEA. This book contains steamy and graphic material that might be offensive for some.



*Disclaimer: The Jack’s Heart was previously titled Prison Promise.



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Excerpt

“I thought you said you didn’t get jealous.” I laughed, but not for long without my abs feeling like they were going through a shredder.

“Jackass,” she muttered.

Ahri crossed her arms so tight I thought she was going to snap them in half. I pinched my baby girl’s little chin, covering that small little freckle, and lifted it up, her lips only a few inches away from me.

“What did I tell you about hiding my marks, Ahrianna?” I spoke lowly. “I hate sharing just as much as you do.”

Ahri stayed quiet. This time her wide eyes were full of lust.

“You were a mistake, and we’re not going to fuck again.” She was full of lies.

I licked her sweet neck; her skin prickling under my touch. “You don’t strike me as a liar, baby girl. So, if you call me a fucking ‘mistake’ again, I’m going to tie you up and fuck you so hard, you’ll realize that I’m the best damn thing to ever happen to you, Ahrianna. Because I am.” I turned into an animal, biting her neck as she held in her moans. “It’s going to happen again. We’re going to happen again,” I continued. “I’m a man with dire urges, and right now, you’re the only one that can fill them. Would you like me to prove that to you right here while Agata watches?”




About the Author


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Demi Vice lives in the windy city of Chicago and is a graphic designer by day and a romance writer by night. She’s hopelessly consumed by new ideas involving flawed characters who border between good or bad, heroes or villains, saints or sinners, and deserve happily-ever-after endings.

She enjoys reading Edgar Allan Poe, cooking medium-rare steaks, and trying to relax by doing yoga and drinking green tea.



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Thursday, September 12, 2019

Book Blitz: The Third Half of Our Lives #adult #literary


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American Literary Genre of Senior Adult
Two Old Guys Not Selling Anything
Publisher: Andrew Benzie Books
Published: July 2019


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Two men reflect on what went right and wrong during their long lives in this novel. Socratic dialogue on growing very old. These two men of the Silent Generation might not confront any of the really intriguing issues—from their white maleness to the sex lives of octogenarians—but they do hit the classics: parenthood, accomplishments, and the point of it all. A philosophical tale about two men in old age.

“The Third Half of Our Lives” is a dialogue between two old guys living in a fictionalized retirement community as they think back about their lives, their marriages, their families, while engrossed in their very different stamp collections, and cope with everyday concerns living amidst senior women and men.

Both Kirkus Reviews and celebrated author Maxine Hong Kingston call the book “Socratic” in its dialogue.



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Jon Foyt has been writing novels for 30 years, initially in collaboration with his late wife Lois.

“The Third Half of Our Lives, Two Old Guys Not Selling Anything” is his current novel.

Writing is Jon’s fourth career, with earlier ventures in radio broadcasting in the Pacific Northwest, commercial banking in Oregon, and building houses and condominiums in California.

Jon has degrees from Stanford in journalism plus an MBA, and pursued a masters in Historic Preservation at the University of Georgia. He served in Army Military Intelligence during the Korean War. A distance runner, he has completed 60 marathons. Here in Rossmoor, he was one of the founders of the Published Writers. He is president of the Stanford Alumni Club, is active in the Democratic Club, as well as several men’s clubs, plus participating in a Buddhist Meditation group.



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Book Blitz & Giveaway: 13 Steps to the Cellar #mystery #promo #giveaway @RABTBookTours


Mystery
Date Published: September 4, 2019
Publisher: Tirgearr Publishing

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Thirteen Steps to the Cellar. They were steep; they were narrow—but was a fall down them enough to have caused the twenty-seven deep lacerations to her aunt’s head? 

Callie Harris travels from her home in Alabama to her aunt’s former mansion in Maine to unravel the haunting forty-year-old mystery of Dr. Laverne Harris Doss’ brutal death.

Why wasn’t a murder weapon found? Was her uncle justly convicted of the killing? Was his mistress involved? Or was the murderer the bearded stranger rumored to have arrived by train that night?

In the charming town of Richmond, located on the banks of Maine’s historic Kennebec River, Callie uncovers the community’s darkest secrets—a botched police investigation, a betrayed widow’s lie, a dead woman’s blackmail, and a wealthy philanthropist’s shame. The web of intrigue extends far beyond her suspicions and its connection to her personal story pierces Callie to her core.



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About the Author

TERESA MATHEWS is a graduate of The University of South Alabama.  She’s a member of the Mobile Writers Guild and serves on the Board of Directors for the Alabama Nursery and Landscape Association.

An avid gardener and artist, she has multiple book covers to her credit. Several years ago after visiting the site of her real-life aunt’s murder, Teresa discovered a third passion–storytelling. Although inspired by an actual tragedy, Thirteen Steps to the Cellar is fiction.

Raised on the Gulf Coast, Teresa, her husband, and son now live on a farm with a second home on the sparkling white sands of Fort Morgan, Alabama. This is her first novel.

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Wednesday, September 11, 2019

Book Tour & Book Review: Hopey by Hope Mueller with my #review #inspirational #memoir #blogtour #nonfiction @RABTBookTours @hpmueller242


Inspirational Memoir
Publisher: Inspire-Books
Release Date: October 1, 2019

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Hopey chronicles the story of a courageous girl in a '70s Southern Indiana commune, complete with flowers for dinner, a ball of acid in the freezer, and orgies on the living room floor. The chaos of her formative years, which are littered with violent episodes, periods of hunger and assaults, leads Hope to set off on her own at the age of fifteen.

Written as intense past moments, reflective chapters, and flash-forwards, these three voices come together to transcend time and connect the past and the present. Honest and raw, with no request for empathy or complaint, the book is a celebration of the human spirit and an exhilarating read. Hopey is a reminder that we can love, we can believe, and we, too, can be successful beyond all expectations—if we only dare to hope.




My Review

I loved the vulnerability and complete openness of Hope Mueller when writing this book. She lays it all out there on the table for others to read and really and truly inspires with her experiences in her life. There are ups and downs, setbacks and triumphs, and each one made her who she is. 

Everyone has a story, but not everyone can tell it in such a perfect way. I loved the way the book was laid out. I loved the back and forth of the past and present. It was very well done. 

A powerful read, don't miss it! 



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Hope Mueller is an author, inspirational speaker, executive, and active non-for-profit volunteer. A results-driven leader and change agent, Hope is passionate about career development and community service, among others. Her early years were marked by the experiences on a hippie commune. Hope’s unique childhood shaped her approach and interaction with the world, with a gift of creating order out of chaos and turning vision into reality. She lives with her husband in northern Illinois and actively parents her four daughters through the phases of their lives.

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Book Blitz & Free Book: The Last Resistance: Dragon Tomb #scifi #freebook @RABTBookTours


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Science Fiction
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While defending his country against Japanese invasion, archaeologist Chuan-Jay Hoo is taken as a prisoner of war when a behind-enemy-lines rescue mission goes horribly wrong. His captors force him to take part in the excavation of an ancient tomb, a process that unearths a ruthless force and the true origin of Chinese civilization.

The excavation ends; but China is still in dire need of help. Teamed up with American adventurer Dr. Harry Jones, a close friend of President Roosevelt, Chuan-Jay returns to the tomb and convinces the guardians of the tomb to interfere human affairs.

The tide of the war is turned but no one sees what is coming next: the rise of an otherworldly evil. Neither the Allies nor the Axis powers can stand in its way. Soon, our world is at the brink of an Armageddon.

At the final moment of human civilization, Chuan-Jay finds himself standing alone in the tomb of the First King, as the last line of defense for the survival of mankind.




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 Excerpt

October 07, 1943, Ba-Da-Ling, China
Colorful autumn leaves covered the land fifty miles northwest of Peking, the old capital of China. On the ridges of meandering mountains lay the ancient Great Wall among the green cypresses and red maples. At the highest peak of the mountain stood the North No. 8 Beacon Tower, a rectangular gray structure surrounded by low bushes and exposed rocks. Numerous bullet holes scarred its side wall.


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To the south of the tower, a shadow suddenly appeared on a large flat rock. It was Tiger. From there, he looked back to the east for a few seconds before jumping onto the firing dais on the wall, which was about twenty-five feet above the ground. Then he disappeared into the beacon tower.

Down the flight of stairs, Tiger walked into a large room with a sand table in the middle. By the sand table, three officers in different uniforms were having a discussion. In the background, several staff members were busy at their own tasks.

“Attention, North Command Post,” the soldier at the door announced. “Salute!”

After exchanging greetings with General Aleksandr Vasilevsky, Generaloberst Heinz Guderian, and General Yoshijiro Umezu, Tiger went right to the battle planning against Tio’s army in Northern China.

“I just came back from the Ju-Yong Pass down the valley. Tio left no troop at the Ming’s Tombs. To the east of the pass, barely any sentry posts in sight.” Tiger spoke in English. “It looks like they have completely pulled back to the city of Peking. How are your preparations, Generals?”

“My Kwantung Army had crossed the Shan-Hai Pass several days ago. About two hundred thousand infantries were in place along the Chao-Bei River,” said Umezu. “We don’t have many airplanes left. Only about one hundred fifty are battle ready in Hsinking.”

“I have the Seventeenth Army and the Mongolian Cavalry Group in place to strike. The Twelfth Air Army are in Tamsagbulag. Two thousand planes will be ready,” Vasilevsky said in English with a heavy Russian accent. “The Thirty-sixth Army, Thirty-ninth Army, Fifty-third Army are back on the Mongolian grassland together with the Sixth Guards Tank Army. Artillery and tanks can only move after infantry starts the attack. It will take quite a few days to move all our forces to the battlefield.”

“This is good. Once they arrive, join the battle immediately. Tactically, our goal is to get our artillery within firing range and start hitting Tio’s battleship. It will be great if we can sustain the assault for three to four days,” said Tiger.

“Mr. Generaloberst, how about your Tigers?” Tiger turned to Guderian. “I like how you named your tanks.”

“They are back on the grassland but a little closer, in Ulanqab. Tigers are heavy and logistically more complicated. So they may arrive at the battlefield later,” answered Guderian.

“Hopefully, your lubricant will not freeze on a cold autumn day in China,” Vasilevsky joked. “Per Comrade Zhukov.”

“It was extremely cold in Moscow and our lubricant did freeze.” Guderian’s face flushed. “My Tigers will be here as we planned.”

“Generals!” Tiger raised his voice. “Let’s go over the northern battle plan of Operation Mad Cow once more, before the radio time. General Umezu, your infantry will start from the east at eleven hundred hours when the ground warms up. Please remind your soldiers to set all houses on fire as they go.”

“Yes, sir. Thermal background noises.”

“General Vasilevsky, all the heavy equipment will start moving south at nine hundred hours. Your infantry and air army will attack at thirteen hundred hours from the west.”

“Yes, sir. The first wave of tanks will join the battle around noon time the day after tomorrow,” confirmed Vasilevsky.

“Generaloberst Guderian, please make sure your Tigers will arrive for the main tank assault,” Tiger said. “I will probably ride with you. With your Tigers, we will have the best chance to get our artillery to the Sand River Line for a shot at Battleship Number Four parked at the Old Summer Palace.”

“Absolutely,” agreed Guderian. “It will be an honor to…”

“Excuse me, Generals,” a staff member interrupted Guderian with a headset in his hand, “it is radio time.”

“Good, we want Tio to know that we are coming,” Tiger murmured as everyone stopped talking.

The staff member unplugged his headset from the radio and out came the voice of President Roosevelt.

“Good day, people of America!”

Roosevelt’s greeting was followed by the voices of other world leaders in their native tongues.

“People of China.”

“People of the Soviet Union.”

“People of Japan.”

“People of Germany.”

“People of Great Britain.”

“And the people of the world. Tomorrow, October 8, 1943—a date which will live on in human history—if there is still one,” said Roosevelt. Each leader repeated the same paragraph after him in his own language.

“The United States of America, the Republic of China, the Soviet Union, The Empire of Japan, The Reich, and Great Britain together will go to war against an alien force who suddenly and deliberately attacked us with the intention to annihilate the very existence of mankind.”

People around the globe were listening, holding their breath.

“Our world was in a state of chaos and we were at war with each other—for what? Territories, ideologies, or supremacies. We never realized how childish and ignorant we were until our very existences were in grave danger. Indeed, one city after another—Manhattan, Shimonoseki, Nanking, Moscow, Rome, Munich, and London—was obliterated in a matter of seconds. Even a tiny island in the Indian Ocean was wiped out by a single strike from the sky. From that day, nothing will be the same again for mankind.”

Across East Asia, infantrymen on the Great Wall were listening; drivers of BM-8-24 Katyusha rocket launchers were listening; crews of Tiger tanks in the Mongolian grassland were listening; gunners on the battleship Yamato were listening; pilots of B-17 bombers in Oita Airfield were listening; sailors on the aircraft carrier USS Intrepid were listening. By the Leaning Tower of the Tiger Hill Pagoda in Suzhou, White-Goat, Black-Fish, and CJ were listening.

“For the first time, the people of Earth have put aside their differences and formed an opinion on the implications to the very life and safety of our civilization. For the first time in history, we are truly united,” Roosevelt said with force. “A new United Nations has been democratically formed to direct all the measures for our defense.

“As the president of the United States, I pledge my country to the United Nations and mankind,” he announced.

Roosevelt was followed by other world leaders.

“As the chairman of the Republic of China.”

“As the premier of the Soviet Union.”

“As the chancellor of Germany.”

“As the prime minister of Great Britain.”

“As the emperor of Japan.”

At this moment, the image of the Japanese delegates bowing to their skinny translator prior to the recording session of the Bermuda Summit flashed across CJ’s mind.

How could I not see this at the first glance?

Although Hirohito was heavily disguised, but those thick glasses!

The voice of Roosevelt continued, “Today, the world declared in one voice: we will not go quietly into the night! Tomorrow, we will fight. No matter how much sacrifice it may cost. No matter how long it may take. We will fight, fight for the existence of mankind.”

Roosevelt’s voice became stronger and stronger.

“Our United Forces may be far inferior, the final victory may not be inevitable, but we will fight, fight till the last resistance vanishes on the surface of our home planet — so help us God, FIGHT!”


About the Author

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Ricardo Alexanders is the author of Bollywood Invasion and The Last Resistance: Dragon Tomb. He lives in Massachusetts, enjoys music, and loves to write time-travel stories that blend fantasy, science, and real history.




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