Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Teaser Tuesday: More Trilogy by T.M. Franklin

Teaser Tuesday

Release Blitz

For the first time, T.M. Franklin's action-packed MORE Trilogy will soon be available as ONE combined volume. And for a limited time, you can grab ALL THREE books for only $.99! Pre-order today!

Read on for a little teaser from MORE, the first book in the Trilogy.

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Ava Michaels used to think she was special.

As a child, she fantasized about having magical powers . . . making things happen. But Ava grew up and eventually accepted the fact that her childish dreams were just that, and maybe a normal life wasn't so bad after all.

Now a young college student, Ava meets Caleb Foster, a brilliant and mysterious man who's supposed to help her pass physics, but in reality has another mission in mind. What he shows Ava challenges her view of the world, shaking it to its very core.

Because Caleb isn't quite what he seems. In fact, he's not entirely human, and he's not the only one.

Together, the duo faces a threat from an ancient race bound to protect humans, but only after protecting their own secrets--secrets they fear Ava may expose. Fighting to survive, Ava soon learns she's not actually normal . . . she's not even just special.

She's a little bit more.

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Was that . . . ?

Were those footsteps?

Ava’s heartbeat quickened, her palms growing moist even in the brisk cold. She flipped the safety off the pepper spray, her thumb poised over the button. As she neared the bridge marking the halfway point to her dorm, she glanced over her shoulder quickly. Seeing nothing, she hurried over the bridge, cursing the burned-out bulb that left it in darkness.

Suddenly, a stifling feeling overcame her—like a dark blanket had been thrown over her head to suffocate her—and she whirled around, her backpack clattering to the ground as she whipped the pepper spray out of her pocket and held it at arm’s length. Ava gulped for air, eyes frantically darting about, and the trembling hand holding the pepper spray flailing as wildly as her gaze. She was sure someone was there. She swore she could feel them. She stood frozen with fear, waiting . . . watching.

After a few long moments, she shook her head, glad nobody had witnessed her desperate panic. With a heavy sigh, she pocketed her pepper spray, embarrassed at her own ridiculousness. She had to stop this nonsense. She was driving herself crazy. It was just a dream making her jumpy, nothing else.

Just a crazy, scary dream.

Ava bent to pick up her backpack, sliding it onto her shoulder as she scanned the horizon one more time. With a self-deprecating chuckle, she turned around to continue home.

Only to stop short in terror.

A man—a huge man—stood before her, mouth twisted in rage. He towered over her, at least six and a half feet tall, his shoulders wide, and arms banded with muscle. Shaved close to his head, his dark hair shadowed his skull, and his intimidating appearance was only enhanced by the jagged scar running down the right side of his face, from forehead to chin. He didn’t wear a coat, only a tight, black shirt and fatigues, black boots on his feet, and a wide leather belt with a mean-looking gun holstered at his hip.

It couldn’t be. But it was.

It was him. The man from her nightmares.

Ava scrambled back, but he reached out in a flash, gripping her upper arms and lifting her up so her toes barely brushed the ground. One hand slid to her throat, and he held her easily, pulling her closer to his frightening face.

“Please,” she begged, the word catching as she fought to breathe.

The man’s glare tightened, and Ava stared in morbid fascination at his mismatched eyes—blue and green—odd and vividly terrifying. She struggled, reaching for her pepper spray, only to have it slip from her fingers as she kicked out at the man.

He responded by laughing humorlessly, flipping her around and banding one arm around her torso. His grip was like iron, and she could barely breathe.

“Please,” she said again, dizziness closing in. “I can’t,” she gasped.

A press of metal to her temple transformed her fearful trembles into horrified shudders. She had no doubt. She was going to die. Her eyelids fluttered shut in defeat as he cocked the gun, the loud click echoing off the trees.

Then, a flash of black, a gust of wind, and suddenly she could breathe again. The man’s grip loosened, but he didn’t release her.

“Damn you,” he growled. “Stay out of this!”

Ava pushed him, her efforts in vain, as he hitched her up in response, tucking her under his arm like a bag of groceries. She kicked her legs, flailing desperately as the man spun about, pointing his gun into the darkness.

“Show yourself, you coward!”

The same flash of black, another blast of wind, and Ava fell to the ground, her head cracking on the concrete. She curled onto her side, moaning, lifting a hand to the back of her head, and squinting in shock at the blood that came away, streaking across her trembling palm.

Low grunts and the crack of bone on flesh floated on the air toward her, muzzy with her disorientation. She tried to focus, but could only make out two dark figures exchanging blows. Ava tried to sit up, but collapsed back onto the icy ground, overcome by a shock of dizziness and nausea.

Suddenly, the two dark beings seemed to meld into one, and in the next moment, she felt herself floating. She blinked; a face took form above her briefly, the features cast in shadow.

“Do I . . . do I know you?” she mumbled, fighting for consciousness.

“I’ve got you,” a low voice replied, and Ava nodded as a cool palm stroked her forehead, and the darkness consumed her.

-MORE, Chapter 4


The Author

T.M. FranklinT.M. Franklin writes stories of adventure, romance, & a little magic. A former TV news producer, she decided making stuff up was more fun than reporting the facts. Her first published novel, MORE, was born during National Novel Writing month, a challenge to write a novel in thirty days. MORE was well-received, being selected as a finalist in the 2013 Kindle Book Review Best Indie Book Awards, as well as winning the Suspense/Thriller division of the Blogger Book Fair Reader's Choice Awards. She's since written three additional novels and several best-selling short stories...and there's always more on the way.

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Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Teaser Tuesday: Books for Boobies 2015 Anthology featuring R.E. Hargrave

Books for Boobies 2015 Anthology

I've been asked to contribute an exclusive future-take from the The Divine Trilogy to the Books for Boobies 2015 anthology which will ONLY be available during October 2015. 

You won't get to read Coming Out to Play anywhere else! 
. . . but here is unedited excerpt to entice you:

“Daddy home, Momma. Daddy home!” Matt clapped when the sound of the front door closing echoed through the house.

Erin continued pulling plates down to set the table. “Here we go,” she thought and sucked in a breath when her son disappeared from the kitchen. Squaring her shoulders, Erin went about her task.

A few minutes later Jayden appeared, their boy riding his hip and talking animatedly. Her lids dropped to the floor to avoid eye contact while she stayed busy laying dinner out. Matt chatted away, certain words catching her attention like “nanas” and “hunee,” and then a giggle followed by, “Aye, momma a bad girl.” Perfect.

Taking her seat, Erin looked up into the dark glare of her Master. Months had passed since she’d gotten wet so fast, and now, tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough.





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running for everyone who wants to help and for those who are looking to get some seriously COOL swag, too. Books for Boobies is a collaborative group of Authors, bloggers and readers united to help raise funds and awareness towards breast cancer charities, such as the National Breast Cancer Foundation, that provides free and low cost mammograms to women in need. Last year, we held our first ever online event and raised nearly $1000 that was donated to that charity. This year we will be hosting an online event in October, but we also have an anthology that will be published for the month of October 2015 only. This collection is a sizzling hot compilation of 30 of todays HOTTEST authors, with each having their own short story of new material from some of their most beloved characters. This collection is only for those 18 years or older due to mature and sexual content. This Kickstarter campaign is to cover costs of promotional items for the anthology.

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Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Teaser Tuesday: Compass by Jeanne McDonald


Compass By: Jeanne McDonald Genre: Contemporary Romance Expected Release Date: November 17, 2015


Cover Reveal on August 17, 2015 Cover Designer: Jada D'Lee Designs


As teenagers, time is infinite and love is made of fairy tales and caramel corn. For Alexis York and Ryan Fisher, their friendship was the cornerstone of who they were. In the wake of a family tragedy, that friendship was torn apart by time and distance. Unrequited love was never reciprocated, and two lives that were once intertwined, now moved on different trajectories. Fifteen years later, these two friends are given a second chance to correct the mistakes of the past. With one flight, a new home, and a little help from a tiny red compass, Alexis and Ryan are reunited, setting them back on the same course. Together, they find themselves on a journey of rediscovery, friendship, hope, and love. Yet, when the harsh realities of life threaten to tear them apart for good, will Alexis and Ryan lose all hope of a happily ever after? Or will the childhood promises of forever lead these two hearts through impossible odds and back into each other's arms?

"You're my compass. My one true north."


“Everything all right?” Ryan asked. “Not really. I have a passenger who’s about to drive me bonkers. Ever since you turned off the fasten seatbelt sign…” she trailed off. “What’s wrong?” “She wants to speak with you.” Kix started to unbuckle his seatbelt. “What about?” “Not you, Captain. Fisher.” She cast a sideways glance to Ryan. Ryan pushed back. “Me?” He poked his own chest and wondered why this woman would want to speak with him. Not that he minded, but he was second in command. This wasn’t a commonplace occurrence. People usually wanted the captain, not the co-pilot. The stray hair fell back into Makenna’s eyes, only agitating her more. She thrust her hand through her midnight locks, forcing the hair out of her face. “Yep. You.” Kix laughed, smacking Ryan on the back. “Good luck, Buddy. Glad it’s you and not me.” Ryan winced at the sting of the slap. “I’ve never had a passenger ask for me before. They’re usually disappointed to get me instead of the captain.” Makenna smiled, her over-exaggerated irritation disappeared. “She wanted me to give this to you.” As Makenna opened her hand, Ryan leaned over and glanced at the object lying in her palm. He recognized it immediately. It was an old, faded red toy compass. “She said to tell you ‘forever and always’.” Ryan took the compass and flipped it over between his fingertips, examining it closely. It was worn with age, the plastic soft to the touch. As he held the tiny toy in his hand, a huge smile exploded over his face. This couldn’t be. It wasn’t possible. But the evidence was real. Alexis was here. On his flight. “What’s that she gave you?” Kix inquired. “It’s a compass,” Ryan murmured, his own voice sounding soft and distant to his ears. “Well, no shit, Sherlock. I mean what’s it for?” Ryan flashed Makenna a cocky smirk and turned to Kix. “A compass,” he began, with sarcasm dripping from his tongue, “is a device used to determine geographic location. If you didn’t learn that much in flight school, maybe I should be the one flying this bird.” Kix’s mouth dropped to his chest. “Smart ass.” Ryan laughed as he removed his headset. “Maybe, but I have a passenger to speak with.” He unbuckled his seatbelt and stood up, moving around Makenna. “Passenger in D2,” she called out. Ryan straightened his tie and took a deep breath, making his way out to the main cabin. He looked around the curtain separating the gully from the cabin, and his heart skipped a beat. Sitting in seat D2 was his Alexis. She was looking in a mirror, applying lip gloss. This was the woman he’d seen in the pictures on Facebook. Poised, sophisticated, and beautiful. Her thick brown hair hung straight down her back. Her lips plump and pink, and her big brown eyes were accentuated with the right amount of eye makeup to make them standout. She was gorgeous and perfect. Everything Ryan remembered her to be. He took a deep breath, stepped around the curtain, and walked over to the row of seats she was sitting in. Next to her sat an older woman with hair white as snow. He heard the elderly woman say something to her as he approached, but couldn’t quite make out what it was. “Excuse me, Miss, but I do believe this is yours,” he greeted, a playful hint to his tone. He flashed his best smile as she looked up at him from the mirror. His hand shook, just slightly, as he opened his palm to reveal the toy compass. The moment their eyes met, time stood still. 6a922-goodreads CompassTeaser


Jeanne McDonald is an author, a mother, a wife, a student of knowledge and of life, a coffee addict, a philosophy novice, a pop culture connoisseur, inspired by music, encouraged by words, and a believer in true love. When she's not spending time with her family, she can be found reading, writing, enjoying a great film, chatting with friends or diligently working toward her bachelor's degree in literature. A proud Texan, Jeanne currently resides in the Dallas/Fort Worth area with her family.

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Monday, July 13, 2015


I'm thrilled to announce that my first novel is now available in paperback! My publisher has put out a print version of The Complete Affair, which is both parts of The Apartment in one HUGE book, and also includes two extra scenes at the end that weren't available in the original two books. 

It's only available to order online, you won't see it in stores, but I am so proud of this I can't even begin to explain it. It costs a little more than I'd expected, but once I got my hands on a copy I can see why. This book is ENORMOUS and the quality of the cover and binding is exceptional. So in case any of you out there have been waiting for a paper version or just want a copy for your shelves, you can order this online at both Amazon and B&N and it will be shipped to you in a few days.