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Whisper Mama

Title: Whisper Mama
Author: Linda – Haas Melchert
Genre: Contemporary Fiction
Narrator: Talmadge Ragan
Audio Producer: The Audio Flow, LLC
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Based on a true story.
If you’ve faced family hardship, are open for adventure, or desire a journey that leads from chaos to calm, this book is for you.
Whisper Mama opens in Harrisburg, Oregon, on an August evening in 1925 in the aftermath of a train crash that kills nine-year-old Evelyn Castle’s family. Although shattered, left alone to navigate the world on her own, she finds a way to survive.
Part II takes us to the Oregon Coast in the 1950s, where we meet eight-year-old Elin, Evelyn’s youngest daughter. A forever tomboy, she takes the reader on her own critter-filled journey, and through her struggles under the violent hand of her father. All she wants in life is to feel love and to belong.
Part III introduces Elin’s seven-year-old daughter, Lu, in the 1960s. Bashful, yet strong, she feels the need to protect herself and her siblings from the ugly intentions of others. She’s in a constant search for calm, for a world she can trust in. She carries the story through, circling back to her beloved grandmother.
The generations come together in Part IV in Dallas, Oregon, in 1985. As Lu, now in her twenties, is beckoned home for a heartfelt visit with her mother and grandmother.
Whisper Mama is a story about surviving, and finally knowing when it’s time to go.
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Linda Haas-Melchert is an author and artist residing in Anchorage, Alaska. Her professional background is filled with all things travel. First, a flight attendant, then an agent, a general manager, which soon evolved into a VP of Marketing position in wholesale for international travelers. After a seek for balance in a busy life bubbling over with work and family, Linda eventually circled back to her love of flying.
She’s always known she would write a story. Realizing her first novel, Whisper Mama, has sparked her entrepreneurial spirit, so much so, that she’s planning her second novel, Wing Girl, for release in 2020. Her entrepreneurial effort speaks to her philanthropic desires resulting in the creation of Whisper Mama Gives, whispermama.org; a feeder organization which works closely with nonprofits in support of children and families in counseling.
Her message to you: One step at a time; soon you’ll be flying!
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Lydia’s Penance by Golden Angel

NOW IN AUDIO! Lydia’s Penance by Golden Angel is available on Audible.

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When her home situation becomes unlivable, Lydia hopes to escape through a marriage and her qualifications for her new husband are not long. Unfortunately she’s a too-old bluestocking with nothing to tempt a man into wedding her, but desperate times call for desperate measures. The Duke of Manchester has been tricked and trapped into marriage with the quietly stunning Miss Lydia Stafford – he just doesn’t know why. She’s not a fortune hunter, she’s not a social-climber, and she’s still a virgin. While she appeals to him on many levels, how can he trust a woman who trapped him into wedlock and won’t explain herself? Isaac tells himself he could never love a woman who trapped him, but what if she had good reasons for doing so? What if, despite her secrets, he fell in love with her? This book has 101,000 words, contains a trapped alpha male with a heavy hand for discipline, a distressed and desperate young lady, and the creative use of ginger. Heat level – incendiary.

About Angel

Angel is a self-described bibliophile with a “kinky” bent who loves to write stories for the characters in her head. If she didn’t get them out, she’s pretty sure she’d go just a little crazy. She is happily married, old enough to know better but still too young to care, and a big fan of happily-ever-afters, strong heroes and heroines, and sizzling chemistry. She believes the world is a better place when there’s a little magic in it.

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🎧 Rainy Days by A. S. Kelly is NOW on AUDIO!

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cooltext308237656095053 Rainyaudio Tormented rock star Liam O’Reilly left Dublin and achieved success, hoping to build a new life, free from the demons of his past. Now that seems he’s got everything he ever wanted, why isn’t he happy? Is it because he’s realized that the most important thing in his life is the promise that he never kept? Sensitive and damaged Rain O’Donovan lives with her brother and his friends in a tiny seaside town north of Dublin. Once a popular and lively schoolteacher, a car accident has wrecked her life, so that her only pleasure is walking in the rain, and her world revolves around mundane tasks, devoid of hope for the future. The amnesia around the time of the accident that changed everything means that her struggle with life is a day-to-day torture, and, more than anything else, she longs for answers. When Liam returns to his home town after his two-year absence, he’s determined to try to make amends for the terrible mistakes he made. But is it too late to put things right? Rainy Days is a complete standalone and a part of the Four Days Series. cooltext308472408537621 AMAZON 2

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Love Is Never Past Tense



Love is Never Past Tense
Janna Yeshanova
Published: April 23, 2013


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A couple’s quick romance and hasty marriage is torn apart by family and fate, leaving them to face the collapse of the Soviet Union separately. Years later, old memories are stirred to give their love a second chance.

Serge and Janna’s chance meeting at a Black Sea beach sparks a passionate romance and a quick marriage. Serge’s parents, suspicious of Janna’s motives and heritage, force him to break up with her. As the Soviet Union collapses, revealing ethnic and social pressures, each faces danger separately. Serge drowns in self-doubt, his life spiraling down and in. Janna plots a dangerous exodus to America with her mother and daughter. Years pass, stirring old emotions. Then, changing circumstances give their love a second chance. Janna Yeshanova tells a story, providing a very personal view of political and social change.


Love is Never Past Tense is part romantic drama and part a look at real people responding to life-changing events, but mostly a suspense adventure about living through one of the biggest changes in living memory.





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The old man sat on the stern of the boat, lowering his thin, wiry legs into the water. They were approaching the end of their days faster than their owner: the veins that had survived the surgeries had become a bluish, knotted spider web. The old man’s feet were always cold, even during warm weather. But now the seawater, warmed by the sun, stroked them, pleasing him.

He had already been sitting like this for fifteen minutes, slowly moving the soles of his feet, every now and then dangling them over the water and then lowering them into the waves nearly lapping over the edge of the boat. It was quiet. The sun was shining high above the old man’s head, casting its heat on his shoulders and the nape of his neck. It was time to turn the boat around, but he knew that soon enough the slow waves would eliminate the need, directing his vessel so that his back would face the sun. He could have sat at the bow of the boat, but then his feet wouldn’t have reached the water. Besides, sitting like that wouldn’t have been comfortable at all. What exactly is the point of these needless actions anyway, when time inexorably draws him to an event, the sole purpose of which he had sailed here? It was supposed to happen at sunset; when the sun dips down to meet the sea’s horizon. This is what he had decided.
But now the sun was reaching its zenith, leaving him with an overabundance of time. He sat calmly, relishing his solitude…


* * *
Long ago, there was a similar boat. A young and virile man rowed confidently, deliberately moving his female satellite away from the beach and the shrill sounds of a multitude of tourists. She reclined on the boat’s stern, her long legs stretched out and her hands clasped behind her head. In this position her breasts achieved monstrous proportions. Once in a while, she bent towards the stern of the boat and lowered her palm into the water, enjoying how it streamed through her fingers. Of course, sitting on the narrow bench was not very comfortable, and she was constantly shifting positions, as if to tease him. Her breasts seemed to squeeze out of her swimsuit, evidently lacking a proper-sized container. Now and then she would adjust her top, tugging it up a bit higher, but sometimes she would forget, and the tips of her brown nipples would peek out, sending him into a frenzy. He strained at the oars, trying to exhaust his sexual energy; but, alas, his efforts were futile. As soon as they had moved far enough away from the shore, of course, he intended to move closer to her, and just let whatever was to happen, happen…
Yet she sat calmly, completely oblivious to the rower—to her, it was a pleasant ride, nothing more. Sensing this, the oarsman wondered whether they would actually return to the shore in such an inglorious fashion. He had to surprise her, or at least interest her, for heaven’s sake. But not a single word came to mind. On a schoolboy’s impulse (that’s essentially what he was, anyway), he suddenly got up and dove overboard. He wasn’t a bad swimmer and was an even better diver, able to hold his breath for a long time underwater. Even now, he effortlessly reached the bottom. It was not deep—just five or six meters. Once at the bottom, he clung to a rock and waited as long as his lungs would allow. He and his buddies from diving class had always competed to see who could stay submerged the longest. He’d won every time, usually holding out for more than three minutes…
At last, he could feel his chest tightening—he knew this was the signal to return to the surface. If you wait too long, you might not resurface, since you can momentarily lose consciousness. That’s what their diving coach taught them. No one, of course, tried to prove him wrong. He released the rock and wound his way back to the boat, now a dark silhouette hanging picturesquely in the silver sky of the water—so seems the sea surface looking up from its depths. Purposely, he carefully emerged from the water at the nose of the boat, keeping himself hidden. Occasionally, he stole a glance at his companion, whose own gaze was fixed on the dark green waters. It was evident: worry was overtaking her. Having achieved his goal, he dove back down and immediately resurfaced right in front of her face, his wide smile expressing satisfaction. But instead of petting his long, disheveled hair, she again reclined, reminding him that it was time to return the boat to the shore; the time for their boat’s rental was coming to a close. He scurried back on board and slowly started moving the oars, but the water seemed to thicken as if feeling his desire not to return to the shore.

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During their first three days together, Serge (as they called our hero at the time) was the quieter of the two, once in a while muttering some insignificant phrases. The first time he saw her, he silently followed her for a long time. She walked along easily, shifting her long, rather well-proportioned legs. Her thin leather skirt swung from side to side, barely hiding her shapely hips. A green blouse tightly covered her beautifully straight back. All the while, Serge followed her like she was a vision, lacking the courage to come closer or to back away. He knew that making her acquaintance was a long shot; she was simply out of his league. How could he possibly know that she, a complete stranger, would inexplicably impact his life and be with him forever, whether she was at his side or not?




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What Others Are Saying:


“The portrayal of Communist and post-1991 Russia is brilliantly done and made the story so much more than ‘just’ a romance.” – Amazon top 500 reviewer, Christoph Fischer


Beneath the adventure and romance is a deeper story of achieving dreams regardless of obstacles. Janna Yeshanova brings forth her personal account of courage in the face of impossible odds, her indomitable spirit, and a heart of gold that held onto a lost love for decades.


“This very modern love story, lets you feel the sorrow, fear and joy of a couple coping with events that reshaped the world. A great, dramatic romance in classic Russian style.” – Amazon reviewer


About the Author:


Originally from the former Soviet Union, Janna Yeshanova escaped in 1989 when persecution became violent during the crumbling of the Soviet state. This required getting permission to emigrate and a long dangerous train trip across central Europe with her elderly mother, her young daughter, and the $126 she was permitted to take out of the country. She did this by overcoming gridlock in Russia, animosity and graft at the border, and neglect in the west. Safely out of Soviet control, Janna and her family spent months as refugees waiting for permission to come to the United States.


Arriving in the United States knowing not a soul, Janna arrived in Ohio and began to rebuild her life. She earned a second masters Degree and was invited as a speaker at the Bosnia and Herzegovina International Peace Conference in 1996. While building her business as a Leadership Trainer and consultant, she has become a Professional Certified Coach (PCC) through the International Coach Federation. She offers life coaching services to individuals, conflict resolution to couples and groups, and soft skills training to organizations of all sizes.


Her book, Love Is Never Past Tense, offers a message of hope and inspiration, showing that nothing is impossible if you believe in yourself.


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The Kings Envoy

Cas lives in the lovely county of Hampshire, southern UK, where she was born. On leaving school she trained for two years before qualifying as horse-riding instructor. During this time she also learned to carriage-drive. She spent thirteen years in the British Civil Service before moving to Rome, Italy, where she and her husband, Dave, lived for three years. They enjoy returning whenever they can. Cas supports many animal charities and owns two rescue dogs. She

has a large collection of cacti and loves gardening. She is also a folk singer/songwriter and is currently writing and recording nine folk-style songs to accompany each of her fantasy books. You can listen to and download all the songs from her website: www.caspeace.com 

See the video of her performing live at the King’s Envoy book launch here: http://www.caspeace.com/cas-peace/the-wheel-will-turn

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Born in the eighties, her formative years in the nineties, Rebecca’s taste in music and fashion never really had a chance. Fortunately, you can’t tell these things from her writing or voice over work. Her first novel, Trespasser, is as dark as

her neon is bright, and you’d never guess from hearing her that she’s narrating science fiction in nothing but unicorn pants.


Currently residing in London, Rebecca is passionate about travel, and has a good- albeit sometimes dubious- ear for accents. She graduated from the Royal Central School of Speech and Drama with a degree in something or other, has a background in musical theatre, a past career in burlesque, and is a classically trained opera singer. Oh, and she likes greyhounds. And wine.

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Taran Elijah’s quest for knowledge uncovers a plot that threatens the world…

In Albia, the fourth

realm, the precious Artesan gift

is dying. Although born to the craft, Taran is struggling to achieve his

potential. Against his friends’ advice, he embarks on a foolhardy plan to

acquire the teaching he craves. Alone, he crosses into Andaryon, the fifth

realm, but instead of finding a mentor, he stumbles upon a treacherous

plot. 

In the wake of

Taran’s actions, Albia suffers a series of vicious raids, and Major Sullyan of

the High King’s forces is sent to oppose them. But a dark and treacherous force

is moving through the realms, and both Taran and Sullyan will feel its power.

Their craft, the lives of their friends, the very existence of their realm are

under threat unless they expose and oppose the evil.

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“Cas Peace’s Artesans of Albia trilogy immediately sweeps you away:  the drama starts with King’s Envoy, continues unabated in King’s Champion, and climaxes in King’s Artesan, yet each volume is complete, satisfying.  The Artesan series  propels you into a world so deftly written that you see, feel, touch, and even smell each twist and turn. These nesting novels are evocative, hauntingly real. Smart. Powerful. Compelling. The trilogy teems with finely drawn characters, heroes and villains and societies worth knowing; with stories so organic and yet iconic you know you’ve found another home—in Albia. So start reading now. I, for one, can’t wait to find out what will happen next.

Janet E Morris: Bestselling Author of The Sacred Band of Stepsons seriesthe Dream Dancer series; I, the Sun; Outpassage; The Silistra Quartet;and editor of the Bangsian In Hell seriesFamed contributor to the shared universe fantasy series, Thieves World.

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Trinity by M. Never

Title: Trinity
Author: M. Never
Genre: Erotic Romance
Narrator: Muffy Newtown
Audio Release Date: October 31, 2018

Blurb

Two seductive strangers.
One scandalous night.
A trinity of temptation.

It was only supposed to be a single encounter. A night of sexual exhibition. We were never supposed to become romantically involved. But they were alluring and irresistible.

They were also the enemy.

Their company wants to take the one thing that means anything to me.

Now, I’m navigating a dicey path. Loving two men who can destroy me in a multitude of ways. They can shatter my heart, wreck my dreams, but worst of all, demolish the only place I’ve ever called home.

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M. Never resides in New York City. When she’s not researching ways to tie up her characters in compromising positions, you can usually find her at the gym kicking the crap out of a punching bag, or eating at some new trendy restaurant.

She has a dependence on sushi and a fetish for boots. Fall is her favorite season.

She is surrounded by family and friends she wouldn’t trade for the world and is a little in love with her readers. The more the merrier. So make sure to say hi!

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Maggie

Title: Maggie
Author: Mya O’Malley
Narrator: Emily Ember
Genre: Paranormal Mystery/ Romance
Cover Designer: Jena Brignola
Producer: The Audio Flow, LLC

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Have you ever wondered what it would be like to share your home with an unearthly spirit who can’t find closure? Living on the edge of a cemetery with souls dating back to the 1700s would be enough to spook anyone, but Naomi finds it oddly romantic, and becomes inspired to write her next novel. Why not, when her muse, Maggie, calls to her from beyond her own window?
After all, the story couldn’t possibly be as complicated as Naomi’s own love life. Torn between Ryan, the mysterious and seemingly perfect man she just started dating, and Bryce, the sexy single dad who recently moved in next door, Naomi must navigate the tangled web of dating—all while trying to solve the mystery of Maggie’s death.
When things turn dangerous, Naomi quickly learns whom she can trust and, more importantly, whom she can’t. Will she be able to write Maggie’s story and finally give Maggie the peace she deserves?
Mya O’Malley was born and raised in the suburbs of New York City, where she currently resides with her family.
Mya’s passion is writing; she has been creating stories and poetry since she was a child. She earned her undergraduate degree in special education and a graduate degree in reading and literacy.
Mya is a published writer of contemporary romance,young adult, and paranormal romance/mysteries. Presently, Mya’s novels have been published by Solstice Publishing, Clean Reads, TouchPoint Press, and Blue Tulip Publishing.
Mya spends her free time honing her skills in photography, painting, and reading just about anything she can get her hands on. Mya loves to travel; she has visited several amazing locations such as Aruba, St. Lucia, Puerto Rico, Mexico, Costa Rica, Canada, and Australia. Mya is currently working on her twelfth novel.
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Sky high cliffs, the serene Hudson River, and blue skies
surrounded them. Seagulls screeched overhead as they made their
way up the wide, winding path. Maggie jumped out of the way as
a cyclist whizzed past.
     “Oh!”
     He grabbed her waist, holding her tight. “You need to watch
out for those guys. They can be relentless around here.”
     Didn’t she know it. The local roads were dominated by the
cyclists in the warm weather. More than once in the past few
weeks, Maggie had to pull over to the side of the road to allow
them to pass.
     “This is nice.” Maggie followed the sound of the gulls’ cries
overhead. Not a cloud in the sky.
     “It is, but then again, anything would be nice with you by
my side.”
     “Thanks.” She snuggled her head against his shoulder for a
moment as they walked hand in hand further up the path.
     Walking in a companionable silence, Maggie was happy. This
was nice, being here with him.
     “Would you look at that?” He pointed up toward the edge of
the cliff. Maggie could just about make out the tiny figures of two
people. She swayed slightly. They had to be nuts to get that close
to the edge. They had to be nuts period.
     “Yeah, well if you ask me, they’re crazy.”
     “Crazy? How do you figure?” His eyes bore into hers.

     “Going way up there? They must have a death wish.” Maggie
nearly shivered even though the temperature was mild.
     He stopped her, placing his hands on her shoulders. “You’re
afraid of heights?”
     “No, don’t be ridiculous.”
     “You are, aren’t you?” His eyes lit up.
     “If I’m not mistaken, it seems as if you’re deriving some kind
of sick pleasure from this,” Maggie mumbled, head down.
     “No, honey. No.” He wrapped his arms around her as more
cyclists scurried by. “I didn’t mean to react that way. It’s just that
in my eyes you’re perfect. I didn’t imagine you’d have a fear in
the world.”
     If only he knew. She had plenty of fears, but Maggie figured
most people did.
     “Really? That’s nice of you to say. Untrue, but nice.”
     “Come on. Say, what’s your greatest fear? Top fear of all
time?”
     Strange turn in conversation. “Where are you going with this
line of questioning?”
     He blew out a hearty chuckle. “Come on, it’s all in good fun.
I’m just trying to get to know you.”
     “Okay. Heights. My top fear is heights.” She wished to change
the subject but wondered what his own fears were now that the
topic was on the table.
     “What about you? What are you afraid of?”
     “I guess it would be drowning.” Yes, drowning was also high
on her list.
     He was uncharacteristically quiet. Now would be a good time
to lighten the mood.
     “Enough of this macabre talk. Back to the beautiful day before
us.” Maggie stepped away from him to spread her arms wide. His
face remained serious.
     “Yes, it would be drowning.”
     A dark look passed over his brown eyes. He had already
mentioned the fact.
     “Okay. Can we move on? Maybe talk about something else?”

     “Since you’re the one who brought it up, I guess so.”
     “I didn’t…” He was the one who had pointed out the hikers
up high on the cliff.
     “Yes, you actually did. But I suppose that’s neither here nor
there. I never learned how to swim, did you know that?”
     “No, I didn’t.” Maggie took a step away from his reach. She
felt uncomfortable with the vibe he was creating. More than
anything, Maggie wished he would just stop talking about his
fears, her fears.
     “Can you imagine that? Being raised without swimming
lessons?”
     Maggie could almost taste the hostility that was radiating off
him. Someone had unresolved issues from his childhood, it seemed.
     Now wasn’t the time to inquire about his past, though. Maggie
slipped her hands into her light sweatshirt, wondering if it was
time they should be heading back.
     “It’s getting late. What do you say we head back?”
     It was as if a switch had been flipped. There was no other
way to describe it. As suddenly as his mood had become dark and
brooding, he was now light and charming once more.
     “What? And miss out on sharing this spectacular day with
you?” He leaned over and kissed her. Hard.
     It was a bit uncomfortable, standing there in the middle of the
path, in plain view, being kissed with such intensity.
     “Come.” He led her off the path and into the thick of the woods.
She had no choice but to follow.
     He chuckled as he led her to a large boulder. “Here.”
     He scooped her up and placed her on top of the large rock.
Following suit, he climbed up the slight incline and joined Maggie.
Kissing her again, he cupped her head in his hands. Moments
later, his hands smoothed over her body.
     Maggie stiffened, pulling away. He sat back, eyes wide. “What
is it, Maggie? What the hell is the problem now?”
     “I’m just not ready.”
     Placing his head in his hands, he sighed dramatically. “You’re
not ready.” His laugh was sharp.

     “Why not? Didn’t I just tell you I love you?” His tone rose
in agitation.
     Was that why he had declared his love for her? Her face must
have given away her thoughts.
     “Are you kidding me? You think that’s why I shared my
feelings with you?” He stood and paced on the boulder. “Let’s go.
Time to go.”
     What had just happened here? How had everything
deteriorated in a matter of mere minutes? And how much of it
was her fault?
     “No. Don’t. Sit down. Please.” Her eyes looked up at his
height, pleading for him to stay.
     “I don’t get you, Maggie. I have to be honest here with you.
You’re kind of driving me crazy. Pushing my limits, you know?”
His face flushed red as he paced.
     How was she pushing him? “Sit, please just come back and sit
beside me.” Maggie patted the spot beside her, her lip trembling.
She didn’t know why he was so upset, only that she wanted things
to return to how they were prior to this walk by the river.
     “Fine.” He plopped himself beside her, leaving at least a foot
between them.
     Maggie reached over for him, taking his hand in hers. He
didn’t move closer but didn’t pull away either.
     “Maggie. You’re killing me. I love you. I freaking love you,
and I feel you not returning my feelings.”
     “I…”
     “Let me finish. I open up to you, try to show you how much I
love you and I’m met with a slam of the door.” His hands moved
dramatically. Maggie leaned back so that he wouldn’t swipe her
as he spoke.
     “No response from you, telling me that you love me back, and
now I can’t even show you how I feel.” He was upon her, grabbing
her face, his eyes intense.
     It was true. She hadn’t said she loved him back. She hadn’t
been ready. What she definitely wasn’t ready for was showing
him. The words slipped out of her mouth before she could think.