A Wicked Halloween Blog Tour and Giveaway: Charlie Daye with The Party

 

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Halloween can’t get here soon enough! Especially when we have this tantalizing boxed set to look forward to.
A Wicked Halloween ~ 13 **BRAND NEW & EXCLUSIVE** paranormal romance tales that will thrill and chill you just in time for All Hallow’s Eve.
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Top five favorite things…
 
Pizza, action movies, Dean Koontz novels, the beach, shoes
 

 

 

 
 
 

Raina had the perfect life, until the day she lost everything. Wanting to pull her out of her depression, her best friend Gaby suggests a Halloween escape to the spooky town of Salem. It’s a weekend to indulge and forget about everything else. 



Upon entering one of the many psychic shops that call Salem home, Raina is handed a flyer for one of the biggest Halloween parties of the year. It’s a promise of good music, mysterious drinks, tempting men, and a night she won’t soon forget.

 

Raina laughed as she followed her friend into the cemetery. She reached into her pocket to grab her own phone when she heard the sound  of her name on the wind. ” R A I N A…”
 
 
Charlie Daye began writing at the tender age of thirteen. With an obsession for romance, happy endings and the supernatural she delves into your greatest fantasies and worst nightmares. She will have you laughing, crying, falling in love and getting angry. She will always give you a HEA but getting there is the journey worth taking.
 
Charlie Daye was born in Lynwood, California. Her greatest passions are music and writing. Her first short story was written at the age of thirteen. At the time her entire class was asked to write a short story for Halloween as part of a homework assignment. Most of the kids in the class wrote one to two page stories… Charlie wrote eight. The short story titled The Haunted House went on to win her district wide awards and was published locally. From their she began writing poetry as means of expression.
 
Since her writing career began she’s has published several titles… The House, The Colonial, The Reservation, The Portrait, The Gypsy’s Dance, Mistaken for a Call Girl, Her Last Request and Breeders. Four of which have been nominated for the 2012 RONE Award.
 
 
 
 
 
A Wicked Affair #FREE
 
A set of short story paranormal romances centered on All
Hallow’s Eve. Be thrilled and chilled by these tales set in Salem—the ultimate
city for witchy and shape-shifting fun. Each story features sexy heroes and
spellbinding characters. Salem has never been so hot!
All stories are complete in themselves with a beginning, a
middle and end…no cliffhangers! They are an introduction to the longer books
in the companion box set, A Wicked Halloween.
 
Buy links:

 

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A Wicked Halloween Blog Tour and Giveaway:Phoenix Johnson with So Mote It Be

 

Feed your paranormal cravings!
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A Wicked Halloween ~ 13 **BRAND NEW & EXCLUSIVE** paranormal romance tales that will thrill and chill you just in time for All Hallow’s Eve.


Preorder for only #99cent today!


Visit the page: A Wicked Halloween

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5 Favourite things
1.      Movies.
Especially sci-fi/fantasy, paranormal/supernatural, and comic-based movies. I
also count those types of TV shows, ie Supernatural, Jessica Jones, Arrow etc.
2.      Books. Does
that surprise you? Hehe
3.      Pets. I love
my pets, and can’t wait to get more. We already have 1 dog, 2 cats and 3
snakes. We also want another dog, horses, chickens… we want a menagerie!
4.      Quiet times
with my fiancé and our daughter, or just one-on-one time with either of them. I
don’t care if it’s at home or out. “Us time” is always magical.

 

5.      House
planning. Sounds weird, I know. But I love looking at houses for sale,
especially ones with floor plans, and imagining what furniture would go in it,
themes, and yes, even making my own floorplans. I have considered doing
interior decorating, and haven’t yet ruled out chasing that path. 
 


 

 

 

 
She’s one powerful Goddess, with acolytes she loves as children. They’re her coven, and she will protect them however she can. She is Hecate. As she wills, So Mote It Be.
 
This inclusion tells the tale of a powerful coven in Salem. They face off against Bokors, demons and fellow witches. Will the power of their Goddess be enough to protect them as they fight to keep Salem safe? Will the women who lead them get the love they desire? Or will they burn in the fires that condemned their ancestors so many years ago?
 






 


Darkness
surrounded her, smoke and the metallic scent of blood filled her nostrils.
Panicked screams and bellows echoed around her as she fumbled about. She
couldn’t tell which form she was in, human or stag, she was simply overwhelmed.
Out of nowhere, fiery red eyes appeared in front of her. White fangs gnashed
together in a sadistic grin. The figure came closer, allowing her to see it
clearer. Wrinkled skin cracked and oozed as the blackened flesh moved. The foul
apparition had been born of fire, she was sure, brought here to destroy and
devour. Large, leathery wings sprouted from its back, the bony frames licked by
flames that seemed to come from the creature itself. It was a nightmare
summoned from the bowels of Hell, just one of many. If she didn’t stop it,
they’ d consume the world, at the word of one scorned witch. She needed to get
to the root of the problem, Hilana, before it was too late.
“Morgan!”
She opened her eyes at Caleb’s call, his face
filling her field of vision. He pursed his lips and frowned, and it took her a
moment to realize she must have fallen asleep and called out in a dream.
“Morgan, you were having a pretty bad
nightmare, what happened?”
“It wasn’t just a dream; it was a
foreshadowing.”
“That bad, huh?”  Caleb sat on the window seat next to
her. 
“I don’t know what Hilana will promise them,
but the demons will devour the world for her. She’s beyond seeking simple
revenge. She has been twisted by her own magic and foul attitude into something
truly evil.”
Caleb whistled. “So it’s a good thing Junie
returned while you were sleeping.”
Morgan sat upright. “What did she find out?”
“You’re right, she isn’t just after simple
revenge. Junie was able to get close enough to the sigils to look them up in
the books now she’s back. It’s not looking good. They’re cacodemon sigils. She
thinks Hilana will trade them free reign to create havoc, as long as they first
destroy everyone who has done her harm.”
Morgan’s throat constricted that the mention
of cacodemons.  “She’s crazy.”
Caleb nodded. “That was Siobhan’s diagnosis
as well.”
“When does Junie think Hilana will summon
them?”
“At the full moon on Friday.”
“Damn. That doesn’t give us long. Any
suggestions on preventing the summons to begin with?”

 

“You mean besides burning down the house with
Hilana in it?”
 
 
 
 
Award winning, bestselling author Phoenix
Johnson has always been intrigued by the written word. Even when she was a
young girl, she usually had her nose stuck in at least one book, and her need
to read would drive her to peruse the back of the same cereal box each morning
at breakfast. Paranormal and fantasy captured her heart, with tales about
dragons, magic, and fanciful creatures sweeping her away to a wonderful new
world where she felt she truly belonged.
Phoenix Johnson has had her nose to the
grindstone, working to make her name known. With only a few months left to the
end of her Bachelor of Arts Degree, she is eager for more time to focus purely
on her writing.  Phoenix is extremely
excited to see where her writing career takes her next.
To follow other projects by Phoenix Johnson,
please visit http://deaalmon87.wix.com/phoenixjohnsonauthor. She can also be
found on Facebook, where you can sign up to her newsletter, The Nest, and you
can follow her on Twitter.
 
 
 
 
 
 








A Wicked Affair #FREE
A set of short story paranormal romances centered on All
Hallow’s Eve. Be thrilled and chilled by these tales set in Salem—the ultimate
city for witchy and shape-shifting fun. Each story features sexy heroes and
spellbinding characters. Salem has never been so hot!
All stories are complete in themselves with a beginning, a
middle and end…no cliffhangers! They are an introduction to the longer books
in the companion box set, A Wicked Halloween.
Buy links:


Don’t forget to add to your bookshelf on Goodreads:
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A Wicked Halloween Blog Tour and Giveaway: Elizabeth A. Reeves with Midnight at the Salem Cafe

 

Feed your paranormal cravings!
 
Halloween can’t get here soon enough! Especially when we have this tantalizing boxed set to look forward to.
A Wicked Halloween ~ 13 **BRAND NEW & EXCLUSIVE** paranormal romance tales that will thrill and chill you just in time for All Hallow’s Eve.
Preorder for only #99cent today!
 
Visit the page: A Wicked Halloween
 
 
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Five favorites:
 
Favorite Magical Creature/being: Dragons. It’s always going to be dragons.
Favorite Book: Passage by Connie Willis (this changes almost daily).
Favorite Holiday: Thanksgiving. It’s all about family and food for me, what could be better?
Favorite Sport: Pretty much anything Equestrian. For watching, nothing can be quite as exciting as Eventing. As far as participating… I’m not quite that brave. I do enjoy riding, though.
Favorite Fairy Tale: Beauty and the Beast. I love that it has historical origins in truth. And it’s just a lovely idea, all around.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Witness to her own mother’s murder, Lena Scott long ago gave up any hope that she would be able to lead a normal, healthy life. She also thought that she’d left Salem, and that night, behind. She was never going to look back. But, looking back may be the key to more than just that mysterious Halloween night. And her home, her life, and even her work at the Salem Cafe are more intertwined than she ever imagined.
 
And the past is full of more secrets than Lena could ever have imagined. Everything she believed about herself, everything she knew about herself… all of that comes into question on yet another dark, Salem Halloween night.
 
 

As often happened, when the world felt a little festive, Lena felt more alone than usual. She was an outsider to the laughter and teasing that marked off the hours among the rest of the staff. Oh, she smiled, and she even spoke a few times, but it was always with a sense that she didn’t belong.
She never had quite fit.
Her required break was punctuated by a mug of the best hot chocolate in the world—the menu even said so—and a thin slice of apple pie.
It was a risky move. Apple pie always made her think about Gran. Lena closed her eyes against the warmth of cinnamon, cooled by the gentle kiss of vanilla from the ice cream Luisa made in the big machine in the back. There was nothing fancy about it—no frills at all.
But it was perfect.
Lena put her fork down after one bite. A second one, she thought, could never be as good as that first taste.
It was starting to get late. Fewer customers came through the door, despite the well-lit sign saying that they’d be open all night for Halloween.
“It’s starting to really come down out there,” a man told her, as she handed him and his wife their menus.
“Oh,” she said, surprised. “I didn’t even realize that it was snowing.”
“If it was raining, I’d say it was raining cats and dogs,” the woman said with a laugh. “I don’t know what you say for that kind of snow.”
“Falling like goose down,” Lena heard her own voice say. The words startled her. She couldn’t remember having heard them before, and yet, she had a feeling that they were just right.
“Charming,” the woman said, widening her eyes. “What a lovely image.”
Obviously the woman had never met geese, Lena thought wryly. In her limited experience, they were rarely lovely.
She did take the time, though, to stand at the door and watch the snow fall. It really was coming down, in great, fluffy flakes.
Lena laughed softly. It really did look like feathers falling out of the sky.
“Look at that,” Martin said, turned in his seat to watch the snow come down. “That’s a real treat for Halloween—or is Old Mother Nature playing some tricks on us all?” He laughed. “Weather like this always gets the ghosts thumping around, doesn’t it, Luisa?” He turned his head towards where she stood, silent for once.
“You hush,” she said.
“Don’t pretend that you’ve never seen him,” Martin teased. “You and I both know that you did. You can’t deny it.”
“Saw who?” Lena asked, despite the frisson of goosebumps crawling spider-like up her back.
Martin blinked at her in surprise. “I keep forgetting that you didn’t grow up around these parts.”
“Stuff and nonsense,” Luisa huffed. “Lena doesn’t want to listen to your ghost stories.”
“We do.” The woman and her husband looked to Martin with eager expression. “It’s the perfect weather for a ghost story. Is it a local ghost?”
“He lives about half a block down, that way,” Martin waved his hand absently. “But, you can see him walking down the street, sometimes at night. Especially when it has been snowing. You know he’s a ghost because he’s dressed in stockings and breeches—and a three-cornered hat—you know, the kind men wore in the early eighteenth century.”
“So, a ghost unrelated to the witch trials?” The woman sounded almost disappointed.
Martin laughed. “Everything around here ends up pointing to the witch trials, one way or another. Some people say that this man had an ancestor that had been cursed by one of the witches. Others say that he was descended from a witch. One this is very sure, though—he was terribly unlucky in love.”
The woman made a sighing sound. Lena made a face to herself. She’d never understood what was romantic about tragedy. Despite herself, she wanted to listen to this story. Ignoring, of course, the fact that Martin had waved his hand in the direction of her own, historical monument of a house.
“This used to be the outskirts of town,” Martin said, warming to his story. His face was lit up with excitement that, for once, he had an audience that wanted to hear what he had to say. “Our ghost was a prosperous man in these parts, and known to be a quiet gentleman. He kept to himself, so of course there were gossips who said that he was surly and thought too well of himself. That he was too proud to marry a local girl.”
How could Martin possibly know such a thing? Lena wondered, but she gave in to the magic of the story-telling.
“The stories agree that he was a handsome man. You thought he was handsome, when you saw him, didn’t you, Luisa?”
The chef made a huffing sound, but made no move to go back to the kitchen.
“So, he was handsome and wealthy, and could have married any girl in these parts just for the asking, but he never seemed interested in any of them. Not until a girl showed up at his door, shivering with the cold on a night just like this.” Martin knew he had his listeners hooked now. He spoke softly, forcing them to lean closer and hold their breaths to be able to hear. “No one knew anything about her. Not who her people were, not where she had come from. It was love at first sight, they say. He built up his house as a kind of shrine to her, and to their love. They married and gossip said that they were expecting their first child. But, it wasn’t to last.”
Lena heard the woman at the table sigh again, this time regretfully. “What happened?”
“The girl disappeared,” Martin said. “The records don’t say how or why—they didn’t in those days, you know. But, the legend that my grandfather learned from his grandfather, and passed down to me, was that she ran away from him. No one ever saw her again.”
Gasps of sympathetic horror filled the room.
“He didn’t live long after she vanished,” Martin continued, ignoring the shocked faces surrounding his casual mention of murder. “It might have been an accident, but again it might have not. He was killed in a fall off of that big, proud stallion of his, while he was out searching for his lost love. That’s why he still walks to this day. They say that he’s looking for her still… unable to rest until he finds her again.”
Lena rubbed her icy fingers together. The chill had nothing to do with the snow outside and everything to do with the ghost story Martin was reciting.
“What was her name?” The woman asked, her hands clasped together. “What was his name?”
“His name was Edward Pryce,” Martin said. “As for the girl… the only name we have for her is ‘Mellie’.”

 

 

Elizabeth A Reeves is a socially-phobic introvert with a rich fantasy life. While physically she may be a mother to five boys (and a wife to one more), mentally she is roaming universes and planes of existence known only to her.


She tries to capture some of these for other book-lovers like her to enjoy.

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Stage Fright

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Follow reluctant spiritual medium Toni Bianchi as she discovers the extent of her powers over ghosts and men. Toni’s powerful sexual energy acts as a conduit for wayward spirits and affects the mortals around her.

Her impulsive nature and misguided business sense lead her into a string of odd real estate ventures with one common amenity – each has a resident ghost who needs Toni’s special gift to help find eternal peace through earthly gratification.

Toni is guided through her adventures by the quirky cast and crew of the hit television ghost-hunting show “Paranormal Research Team”. Sexy host Thomas Becker hopes that Toni can help him prove that ghosts exist and he’s glad to step in when the paranormal encounters turn erotic.

Will Toni be able to manage her ghost encounters long enough to forge a lasting human connection?

http://www.amazon.com/Stage-Fright-Ghost-Encounters-ebook/dp/B00DENB78Y/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1375975776&sr=1-1&keywords=stage+fright+gabrielle+holly

Review:

I received this book from the publisher in exchange for a review.

I am a fan of this series. Ghosts and real estate. What could be better? When Toni helps check out an old theater, she is instantly drawn to the sexual energy of accused arsonist, Kip. His residual energy haunts the old place. With the help of the ghost hunting crew and a photographer that has also passed on the the other side, Toni solves the mystery of who really burned down the old theater. Sexy and smoking hot, this story was a very pleasant paranormal read with some phantasmagorical love scenes that will make you wish you had a ghost in residence. (I know I did. Mmmmm.)

Gabriel Holly has done a great job with this book and I enjoyed it immensely.

4.5/5