Christmas in Jubilee Release Blitz with Linda Joyce, Melissa Klein, Rachel W. Jones, and Leah Noel Sims
Jubilee, Georgia is a small town of hearty handshakes, welcoming smiles, and family ties. Some have bonds centuries old…including some family feuds, too. Christmas in Jubilee brings you four intertwining stories sure to make you laugh and touch your heart and make you fall in love—at Christmas.
Melissa Klein writes contemporary fiction set in the South. Whether facing the demands of caring for a child with special needs or the struggles of a soldier returning home, her characters take on the challenges life throws at them with perseverance, courage, and humor.
While she won Georgia Romance Writers Unpublished Maggie award and Rose City
Romance Writers Golden Rose award, she still hopes to win the lottery. If she does,
she’ll buy a huge farm in north Georgia and convince her children to live next door. Until that
time, she lives in Atlanta with her husband, who puts up with frozen dinners when the words are
Melissa’s website: http://www.melissakleinromance.com/
Award-winning author Rachel W. Jones wrote her first contemporary romance manuscript at age fifty-seven. She composes stories about strong heroines, heroes with heart, and sweet romance. Her writing reflects her passion for performing arts, and a twenty-nine-year career in healthcare has influenced the threads of medical drama woven into her storylines.
When she’s not writing or working as a registered nurse, Rachel loves traveling, sewing, and the music enthusiast in her still believes in practicing her clarinet and piano. She lives in metro Atlanta with her husband of forty years and one spoiled Labrador retriever who has her own full-size bed but sleeps wherever she desires.
Rachel’s website: http://rachelwjones.com
Amazon Best Selling author and multiple RONE Award Finalist Linda Joyce writes contemporary romance and women’s fiction featuring assertive females and the men who can’t resist them. She lives with her very patient husband in a house in Metro Atlanta. Linda is a closet artist who paints with a brush, yet longs to finger paint…but hates getting her hands messy. She’s addicted to Cajun food and sushi. Linda will deny she only leaves the house once a week and only then to get criticism from three other authors.
When her two toddlers curl into bed for the night (and the German Shepherd is finished begging for leftovers), Leah Noel Sims journeys into her imagination, weaving stories about characters that can't help but ask questions—only to discover realities they never thought possible. Outside of writing, Leah plays ditties on her flute (and her children no longer complain about it) and gobbles up ghost stories more eagerly than she gobbles actual food.
Connect with Leah at her website: https://www.leahnoelsims.com
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Christmas in Jubilee
The Best First Christmas by Melissa Klein
With a broken engagement and parents far away, Reverend Angie Duncan wants to skip all things red and green, Bethlehem and baby, merry and bright. Until...a man from the wrong side of Fancy Bluff Creek asks her to teach his nephew the true meaning of Christmas. Justin Brown and the boy could be her perfect holiday present.
Home For Christmas by Rachel W. Jones
New York newcomer Liz Marshall is torn about going home to houses aglow and a grand holiday table—but this Christmas won’t be the festive one she’s always known. And she can’t let her grieving mom down. After Mitchell Lang, her new boss, squelches her holiday plans, he transforms into her knight in jeans and a flannel shirt. Jubilee is the best place she could be on Christmas.
Christmas Present by Linda Joyce
Chelsea Cooper struggles to balance her pottery business with caring for her mother suffering from dementia. She doesn’t have time for parties, dates, and most of all falling in love—those are memories of holidays past. Celebrity chef Zachary Tanner is new in town and exploring his recently discovered roots. His interest in Chelsea isn’t whimsical, like some of his food. He’s determined to convince her that love is the best Christmas present.
A Farmhouse Noel by Leah Noel Sims
Tabby Larsen’s workload is longer than Santa’s “Nice” list. Devotion to her 200-year-old family farmhouse has driven her to the bottom of her bank account—and the end of her rope. She’s panicked about her family reuniting for the holidays…this could be the last one. Then her kooky neighbor—a perfect stranger—offers a helping hand. She finds a new beam of hope and maybe a lifetime of love with Kip Stewart.
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A forbidden, sexy office romance stand-alone from USA Today best-selling author Sedona Venez.
Jayla is trouble, and she’s just my type of woman.
I was damned when I watched her stroll into the office building her first day of work. In a matter of minutes, she shattered my control.
I’ve been obsessed with her bombshell body since that day.
But I’m her boss.
So, my fixation on her is totally inappropriate, especially when she hasn’t shown a bit of sexual interest in me—or so I thought … up until recently.
I’m a Dom, and I sense she is a natural submissive, albeit one who seems inexperienced with men. My instincts tell me that the right man can not only bring out her external beauty, but sexually awaken her as well.
Now that I’ve set my sights on her, I’m not going to back down until I get what I want.
And, as everyone in the office knows, I always get what I want.
As with all my books, this stand-alone is safe with no cheating and a guaranteed HEA.
USA TODAY Bestselling Author Sedona Venez lives in New York City with her hot ex-military hubby--hooah--and their fur babies. She loves writing sizzling, sexy intricate stories about strong but broken characters who push limits, overcome their fears, and risk it all for love.
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Seventeen-year-old Evelyn Hart is a broken shell of her former self. She can’t even talk to the cute barista in the mall who asks for her number without having a panic attack afterward. Barely holding herself together, she heads to the Caymans with her family for a little pre-Christmas trip, needing time to focus on her future career as an artist.
All is well until they check in at the hotel, and Evelyn comes face-to-face with the boy from the mall, Adam. Believing she has a boyfriend, Adam tells her he just wants be friends, and she agrees. They spend their entire vacation hanging out together.
Falling in love wasn’t in her plan, and now, she has no idea how to tell him about the lie—or the incident that left her in pieces—because she’s terrified he’ll run. So, Evelyn lets him return to New York without saying a word.
All she can hope for is understanding from Adam and a little Christmas magic to help her open her heart to someone once again.
Jo Michaels is...
Hi, I'm Jo. Let's forget all the "Jo Michaels is blah, blah, blah" stuff and just go with it. I'm a voracious reader (often reading more than one book at a time), a writer, a book reviewer, a mom, a wife, and one of the EICs at INDIE Books Gone Wild. I have an almost photographic memory and tend to make people cringe at the number of details I can recall about them and/or their book(s). My imagination follows me around like a conjoined twin and causes me to space out pretty often or laugh out loud randomly in completely inappropriate situations.
I have a degree in graphic design, and my journey to the end was one few students who begin that program ever complete. However, this was one case where my memory and OCD tendencies helped me. Graduation was one of the most amazing days of my life. But, my most amazing day was when my now husband proposed. Every little girl dreams of being Cinderella someday, and he pulled off the proposal of fantasies.
At the risk of sounding cliché, I'm going to let it out there and say how much I absolutely adore the man I'm married to. Along with my children, he's my whole world.
I've lived in Louisiana, Tennessee, and Georgia, but I've had my feet in almost every state. Traveling is something I adore, and have plans to someday see the Mongolia I've written about in Yassa.
One of my favorite things is hearing from fans! You can find me on social media most any day of the week. Connect! I'd love to hear from you.
“What is with all this glittery stuff?” Evie’s frustration grew as she slapped at another rack of sparkly outfits.
“Duh. It’s nearly Christmas. Everything’s gonna have some kind of glitz happening.” Shana plopped on the couch and threw herself backward, draping her forearm over her face. “You’re killing me. It’s a good thing you’re my best friend, or I would’ve traded you in a long time ago.”
“Shut. Up.” Grabbing a scarf, Evie chucked it at her friend’s head. “You know you love me.”
A grin bloomed on her over-glossed lips. “I do, but that doesn’t mean you’re not being a brat right now. Why don’t we just go to the freaking swimsuit store? You know they’ll have something beachy.”
“Have you seen their prices?”
“Yeah, but it’s not like your family is hurting for cash. What does it matter?” She sat up and threw the scarf back on the rack. It hit the metal, paused for a second, and slowly slid to the floor.
Evie bent over to pick it up and hang it properly as she answered, “Ever wonder why we’re not destitute? My parents are super frugal.”
“You guys are the definition of yuppies.”
With a sigh, she shrugged and waved her hand. “Fine. Let’s go to the swimsuit store.”
They stopped off at the coffee shop for a couple of lattes on the way. One of the baristas took the girls’ orders, and they moved to the end of the counter to wait while he fixed their drinks.
“Girl, he was eying you hard,” Shana said.
Evie turned back to look at the guy again, and she couldn’t stop the quirk of her lip when she saw him glance up, turn red, and go back to what he was doing. He was cute in a boy-band kind of way. His blond hair curled at the ends and was just long enough to graze the tops of thick eyebrows over honey brown eyes. She turned away when he looked at her again, and she grinned at Shana.
“I told you so.”
“He’s fine as hell. If you don’t get his number, I’m going to.” Putting her hand on her hip, she pursed her lips and widened her eyes.
“No, you’re not, and neither am I. We have stuff to do.”
History believes me to be a merciless savage. A terror upon the Earth known as The Impaler. Archaic lore whispers I am the first of the vampire lineage.
These claims ... are all painted in bloody truth.
Now, while the world watches in fear, a war is brewing. Humans are targeting vampires in merciless attacks to force us back into the shadows.
They woke me to be their weapon.
They know not my loathing for my own kind.
Even I cannot say for certain whose side I’m on.
I have bowed before the alter of darkness rooted in the Nosferatu bloodline. Been forced to drink of its bitter sacrament. They refer to me as The Son of The Dragon, and I laugh. For I, alone, know that malevolent essence is one no man could ever tame
RONE Award Winner for Best YA Paranormal Work of 2012 for Embrace, a Gryphon Series Novel
Young Adult and Teen Reader voted Author of the Year 2012
Turning Pages Magazine Winner for Best YA book of 2013 & Best Teen Book of 2013
Stacey Rourke is the author of the award winning YA Gryphon Series, the chillingly suspenseful Legends Saga, and the romantic comedy Adapted for Film. She lives in Michigan with her husband, two beautiful daughters, and two giant dogs. She loves to travel, has an unhealthy shoe addiction, and considers herself blessed to make a career out of talking to the imaginary people that live in her head.
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What if you were given a second chance at first love? Would you take it?
5… The number of years since I’ve been home.
4… The number of people who know my secret.
3… The number of times I attempted to move on.
2… The number of months I spent crying after I left.
1… The number of men I’ll love in my lifetime.
They say everyone has one true love, one person who was made just for them. A person they were meant to spend the rest of their life with.
For me, that person was Wyatt.
Our love was perfect. When we were together, nothing else mattered. Not college. Not our parents. Because our relationship wasn’t about anyone else.
We had big plans for our future together.
The thing about life… it doesn’t always go as planned.
An award-winning romance author, Rachael is a Midwest girl (yes, they say she has an accent but no, she doesn't hear it) who loves to create amazing stories that tug at your heartstrings. Keep your tissues handy.
When she's not writing, you can find her on the golf course in the summer or cuddled up with a cup of coffee and her Kindle in the winter.
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More days than I want to add up.
When I left, I was instructed to stay away. Don’t look back, my mother said. Only good things lie ahead, and looking back would keep me from achieving everything I wanted out of life.
She was wrong.
The first year was the hardest. Everywhere I turned, I saw him. Everything reminded me of him, of the trip we took together. The time we shared together that summer. The one night that changed the rest of our lives.
Wyatt was my life, and then my parents ripped me from him.
All it took was one misstep and it was over for us. Once they found out about him, they made sure it was over between us. They didn’t care about the circumstances. In their eyes, he had destroyed my life, my future. They cared more about their reputation than how I felt. They always have and still do to this day.
Per my mother’s instructions, I’m to come home for her birthday celebration and then head back to Denver. No detours. No pit stops. No fooling around.
As if I could face him after all this time.
The secrets I’ve kept from him will come to light one day, but it won’t be this weekend. It can’t be. I’m not ready to confess all my sins. Five years may be a long time, but it still feels like too soon, yet too late to ask for forgiveness.
Some things are beyond forgiveness and this secret is guaranteed to be one of them.
It feels like a lifetime and yet there are moments when it feels like it was only yesterday I stared out of the passenger window of my father’s car, watching as my life was changing before my eyes.
I remember holding my stomach as we drove past Garrett’s, the realization that Wyatt would never know why I left. He would never know that we created a child together. He would never forgive me for keeping his child from him, for denying him the opportunity to be a father.
But I wasn’t denying him, my parents were. At least, that’s what I’ve tried to convince myself of. Every time I look into her eyes, I see him. I see the life we planned for us. And all that convincing fails me.
I should have been stronger.
I should have fought harder.
I’ve had the opportunity to try and make amends, but my fears have held me back.
For five years.
Date Published: April 23, 2019
It’s Dark in the Old Country.
Where do goblins come from? Why do they only turn up in the Old Country, and why do they like swearing so much? In the second book of Terribly Serious Darkness, Sloot Peril—a “hero” who’s staunchly averse to heroics—goes looking for answers. Much to his chagrin, he finds them.
Everything changed after the Fall of Salzstadt, but try telling that to the people of the city, whose capacity for denial is unmatched. They have yet to acknowledge that Vlad the Invader cut a bloody swath through their city, that the dead are walking the streets, or that the Domnitor—long may he reign—has fled to wherever despots go on very long vacations while goblin infestations take care of themselves.
The worst of villains holds all of the power, unspeakable dark forces are on the rise, and everyone wants to kidnap the Domnitor—long may he reign—for their own nefarious ends. If all of that weren’t bad enough, Sloot’s got the fate of his own soul to worry about.
Can his girlfriend help him save the Old Country from annihilation? Is Myrtle really his girlfriend? If all goes well for Sloot—which it never does—he might just sort it all out before the Dark swallows them all up.
About the Author
Sam Hooker writes darkly humorous fantasy. He is an entirely serious person, regardless of what you may have heard. Originally from Texas, he now resides in southern California with his wife, son, and dog.
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