Domnika once believed her love for Darby could only be a friendship, due to her lack of a dowry, but Darby came into his fortune early, when his parents died in a carriage accident. Now on his own, he saw no value in getting drunk with his former friends. Instead, he insisted upon knowing how to run his estates.  Thus, he quickly fell in love with his Russian princess. While he could not share with anyone else that Domnika was Russian Royalty, it pleased him greatly to win such a fabulous woman.
 
 
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John turned to Domnika and asked if her first two dances were open.
Darby intervened. “She has no dances for you, John. Domnika is a great judge of character and doesn’t care in the least that you’re a good dancer. I gave you my slot for Amy, now in return, go away and leave Domnika alone.”
Darby seemed amazed when John did just that.
Domnika squeezed his hand with affection. “Will you remain at my side and shoo away all such obnoxious gentlemen?” she asked and then looked at Amy. “Really Amy, I cannot imagine why you put up with that nonsense. And Chavier, why did you not come to her rescue? Only Darby had the courage to call the matter straight,” she declared as she labeled several more lines on her card ‘rest,’ ‘food,’ and ‘drink.’ She showed him her card and asked if he might be available for any of those slots.
He laughed. “I confess, I have no intention of dancing with anyone else, so I’m completely free.”
Domnika turned to Mrs. Halloway. “How many times is the absolute maximum that a lady can dance with the same gentleman?”
“Three is the limit.”
 Domnika wrote in one more dance and filled the remainder with rest. “My dance card is full. Would it be too improper if Darby and I were to sit upon the chairs by the wall and talk?”
Mrs. Halloway assured her that was fine, and the two quickly escaped.
 
 
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Liza O’Connor’s favorite books are Pride & Prejudice and Douglas Adams’ four book trilogy, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. Go figure…
Raised in the southern mid-section of U.S., Liza escaped to the East Coast once out of college. She’s worked as a journalist, a radio DJ, a security guard, a stock broker, a strategist, and a business solutions consultant to name a few of her many occupations.  Again…go figure.
She learned to fly planes, jump out of planes, hang-glide, kayak and scuba dive, to name of few of her ‘let’s kill Liza’ sports. However, her favorite activity is to hike with her dog Jess among the shaved mountains of NJ.
 
 
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This is part 2 of a mini-series. To read the character interview with the heroine from this book, Myah, click here.

Devika: Welcome, Oliver. I’m so excited to have you over. Please have a seat.

Oliver:  Hello. It’s a pleasure to be here.

Devika: Oliver, I’m curious to find out more about you. Can you describe yourself in 5 words?

Oliver:  Quick, creative, reclusive, spiritual, and Other.

Devika: Okay. What about your job? What do you do for a living, and is it your dream job?

Oliver: I am an artist. I guess you could say I have quite the following, or at least my manager George would say so with the exhibits we’ve had across the world, and how many paintings I’ve sold. Yes, I think it is a dream career, at least in the fact that it gives me purpose and a level of peace I haven’t found in a while.

Devika: I see. So how did you meet Myah?

Oliver: (Grimaces.) She was with another man when I first saw her. We didn’t officially meet that night. She doesn’t remember the other meeting either, though she kissed me. (Blushes a little.) What she recalls, well, I wish she didn’t. I regret that the bastard took her money and roughed her up before I got there.

Devika: Fascinating. Will you share with us what being a vampire means to you?
 
Oliver:  For a long time, it was hell on earth. A nightmare. But then, I found my kind, and I learned what being an Other was about. I found a purpose in what I am. My job is to protect other supernaturals, to prevent exposure to humans. To help the Others in any way I can.


Devika: Tell us more about yourself. What’s your biggest fear and biggest dream?

Oliver:  My greatest fear is scaring Myah away from all of this. My dream is to find a greater purpose in my life, to avoid the solitary journey I’ve found myself in.

Devika: That makes sense. If you could change one thing about your life, what would it be?

Oliver:  I guess I’d like to settle down someday, find an Other, at least some female who will tolerate me long enough to create a family. Even if we can’t have children, I can accept that. As long as together we are a family. I really miss my family from the past, but maybe there’s hope to start a new one.

Devika: Okay. Would you say you enjoyed being a Hunter more than your current vampire life?

Oliver:  While I was a Hunter, I trained new recruits on how to better control their powers, and hunted those who violated our rules. It gave my life purpose. After our jobs were obsolete, I lost some of who I am. I guess you could say through painting, I’ve recovered myself.

Devika: I’d love to talk some more, but unfortunately our time is up. Thanks so much for stopping by. *waves*
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​Title: Blood Instincts
Release date: May 30, 2018
Genre: Futuristic Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy


Blurb for Blood Instincts

Enter the Other World at your own risk…
What if you found out that you weren’t exactly…human?
Myah Sullivan is suddenly living that nightmare. There are Others in the world, dangerous, supernatural creatures that make her mind spin and cause her to question the reality she’s always known.
Oliver King is her savior, a vampire who tries to show her the way. Through her journey she learns far more than she ever thought she would about herself, and about the past. Soon, she discovers that there is so much more to meeting Oliver than mere happenstance.
Can Myah accept her new reality, or will she retreat into that normal, safe world she once thought was her own?

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Blurb:
A FEEL-GOOD ROMANTIC COMEDY

Small town girl Sanjana Kale wants a fresh start in Mumbai. A challenging job and some much needed distance from her ludicrously over-protective family could get her life under control.

Forced to team up with video game designer Ashwin Deo, who is too attractive for his own good, she finds life becoming a whole lot more complicated when he turns out to be her new neighbour.  How can she maintain a professional distance with this charming troublemaker who believes in getting up close and personal?
 
To make matters worse, her ex tries to manipulate her loved ones to work his way back into her life. Hysterical siblings, a cantankerous client, an ex who will not take no for an answer, and a blow hot blow cold neighbour... Sanjana is sleepless in the City of Dreams! Can she do what Ashwin dares her to--create a few ripples even if it upsets her family?
 
Excerpt:
The promenade in front of the beach was chock-a-block with morning walkers, joggers and yoga enthusiasts. The Laughing Club members were at it—raising their arms to heaven and laughing their guts out. 
Ashwin Deo gazed lazily at the sight around him. If it weren’t for Dumbass, he would be sleeping off his dreadful hangover.  The dratted critter gave two sharp yelps. Good God! He had been saddled with a mind reading dog? The Lhasa Apso was peering at him with brown soulful eyes that would melt the hardest of hearts.
 “Okay. I got you here, right? Do me a favour and do what you need to.”
The dog gave a massive tug on his leash and Ashwin lurched forward, nearly crashing into a woman in canary yellow yoga pants and matching T-shirt. His eyes hurt at the bright colours and he mumbled an apology before being dragged ahead by the dog.
“Dumbass!” he yelled firmly. And the dog came to a halt.
“That’s more like it.” He lowered himself on his haunches and peered into the mutt’s eyes. “Let’s get this straight. We keep it civilized. You walk calmly, do your thing and we go back home. Got it?”
The dog’s tongue lolled out from the side of his mouth as he gave Ashwin a beseeching look following it up with a quick lick on his bare knee.
“Right. So, slow and easy. No pulling, okay?”
Another swift lick.
“Thanks, bro. I think we got a deal. Let’s go.”
Ashwin raised his towering six foot frame and taking deep breaths kept moving along, his eyes narrowing painfully as the hangover continued to hammer away at his head.
Barely had they walked a few paces when Dumbass broke into a series of high-pitched yelps and tugged. Before Ashwin had figured out what was going on, Dumbass gave a mighty yank. The strap tore out of his hand and the dog was hurtling down the promenade at top speed.
“Goddammit! Stop, Dumbass!”
Walkers turned around to give Ashwin funny looks as he took off after the dog.
Every stride sent pain shooting up into his head which threatened to split wide open. The cacophony of screeching tyres, frightened squeals of onlookers and a dashing ball of fur brought him to a standstill.
He bounded on to the street and came to a halt at the sight of Dumbass lying prone in the middle of the road, his lead tangled under the car tyre.
Oh no!
He heard the car door open and someone step out, yelling loudly, “Why in God’s name can’t you control your dog?”
As Ashwin inched forward to pick up the dog, he heard a woman’s lilting voice, “That was close. The leash got tangled under the tyre but he doesn’t seem to be hurt.”
Ashwin let out the breath he was holding and reached out to pick up Dumbass. The mutt was winded but breathing. There was no blood and as soon as he touched him, Dumbass leaped into his arms and did his lickety-spit number.
“You gave me the fright of my life,” he muttered as he got up and turned around.
The driver was only too glad that the creature was alive and kicking. Getting into the car, he ranted about irresponsible dog owners and drove off.
The woman whose voice he had heard said, “Poor thing must have gotten such a fright!”
That’s when he noticed her. She looked like a college student with her long waist-length hair tied casually with a silk scarf. Her big, dark eyes shone with compassion as she leaned slightly towards him to pet Dumbass and a fruity perfume assailed him. Her thick eyelashes swept up and she turned her gaze on him.
“Never been so scared.” He gave her his best hangdog look.
“I was talking about him!”
“Dumbass.”
“Excuse me? Did you just call me, Dumbass?” Her eyes sparkled with annoyance and he came back to his senses with a start.
“No…his name.”
He cursed his blasted headache which made talking such a goddamn effort. She looked at him as if he had some kind of mental disability.
He smiled with effort.  “Perfect name for a dog with no sense of self preservation, right?”
She glared back at him. “What about the owner who thinks he has no responsibility for his dog’s welfare?”
He took a few deep breaths. “I can explain.”
“Never mind. Just make sure you take him to a vet. There might be some internal injury.”
She gave Dumbass a last pat, bestowed a dirty glare on him and jogged away. 
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​Adite Banerjie discovered the wonderful world of books at an early age which sparked her interest in writing. After a fulfilling and exciting career as a business journalist she turned her attention to fiction.

Three of her books have been published by Harlequin/Harper Collins India. She is now committed to being an indie author.

She also writes screenplays and in 2017 one of her scripts made it to the semi-finals of the prestigious Academy Nicholl Fellowships.

When she is not grappling with her current work-in-progress, she enjoys spending time with her husband and watching back-to-back movies.

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Genre: spiritual/paranormal/self-help
Release Date: 25/06/18
Publisher: Satori Publishing
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This is an extraordinary book that tells the story of the author's journey from a place of darkness to one of light.  You will experience a roller coaster ride of extreme highs and lows as he takes your hand and leads you on a guided tour into the depths of depression and despair.  Whilst there you will feel his pain, you will be impressed by his brutal honesty and you will also laugh… a lot!  You will then ascend; out of the darkness and into the love.
This is not just another run-of-the-mill book on the paranormal; it is also an essential guide for daily living.  Author Richard F Holmes bares his soul as he gives the reader an insight into a medium's work and life on the road, his well over 200 out-of-body experiences and how he has experienced different realms of existence and interacted with discarnate souls.  Incredibly, he then explains how it all pales into insignificance as life starts to reveal its true meaning.
"As I take the reader through each stage of my journey from childhood to present day, I have tried to write from the perspective of the mind-set and understanding that I had at the time.  The idea is that the reader evolves with the writer through mutual experience. Although I have refrained from using bad language, the language I have used reflects who I am; after all, you can take the boy out of North London, but you can never take North London out of the boy".
The beauty of this book however, is the central message that the author conveys via his writing.  In life you do not have to be a victim.  Each and every one of us is powerful beyond our imagination.  It is only the thought that we are not that makes us victims.  Eyesight To The Blind is an exciting and powerful book that really needs to be read from cover to cover, it combines the paranormal with spirituality, but it is also a practical guide for daily living.
 
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A Londoner by birth, Richard now lives in the South West of England.  He has written 13 books in the spiritual/self-help genre and also produced eight CDs; five of meditation and three of mantra chanting.  However, he has removed most of his prior work from circulation as he feels that it no longer represents who he is today.  As well as being a writer, Richard works in a hospice.  He is also an artist when he gets the inspiration, and worked as a medium for 17 years. 
Since the so-called “shift” at the end of 2012, Richard has had what he describes as, “a series of eureka moments”, where life has started to reveal its true meaning.  As a result, he saw the futility of continuing his work as a medium and finally gave it up early in 2018.
Richard’s influences are, Ramana Maharshi, Neale Donald Walsch, Eckhart Tolle, Paramahansa Yogananda, Osho and Rupert Spira. 
 
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Devika: Welcome, Myah. I’m so excited to have you over. Please have a seat.

Myah: Thank you so much for having me here!

Devika: Myah, I’m curious to find out more about you. Can you describe yourself in 5 words?

Myah: Pragmatic, fashionable, reliable, number-cruncher, and normal.

Devika: Okay. What about your job? What do you do for a living, and is it your dream job?

Myah: I am an accountant at Pricewaterhouse Cooopers in Baltimore. I don’t know about ‘dream job’. I just naturally moved into considering that as a career when I had an affinity with numbers as a young teen.

Devika: I see. So how did you meet Oliver?

Myah: That’s a bit more complicated. He showed up after I was mugged and attacked once in the park. It could’ve been much worse, but he was there in record time. I don’t get why I’m so drawn to him either.

Devika: Fascinating. And what about those supernatural powers you have – do they scare you or fascinate you?
 
Myah: Oh, don’t remind me. It has…been a bit difficult to come to terms with being a hybrid. I guess it’s scary, to learn you’re suddenly more than you ever thought. Sometimes I don’t even know if I believe what people have told me about myself.

Devika: Tell us more about yourself. What’s your biggest fear and biggest dream?

Myah: My biggest fear is that my whole life will change because of this new world I found myself in.
 
Can I be honest? My biggest dream is a little silly. I wish there was a way I could reconnect with my mother again, even though it seems impossible.

Devika: That makes sense. If you could change one thing about your life, what would it be?

Myah: I always felt like I was different than other people somehow, that I was going at a separate pace than them. Something was off. I’d like to understand that better.

Devika: Okay. Would you say you live in the past, the present or the future?

Myah: I live in the now. I usually don’t like to look at the past too much, or wonder about what’s coming next.

Devika: I’d love to talk some more, but unfortunately our time is up. Thanks so much for stopping by. *waves*

Title: Blood Instincts
Release date: May 30, 2018
Genre: Futuristic Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy


Blurb for Blood Instincts

Enter the Other World at your own risk…
What if you found out that you weren’t exactly…human?
Myah Sullivan is suddenly living that nightmare. There are Others in the world, dangerous, supernatural creatures that make her mind spin and cause her to question the reality she’s always known.
Oliver King is her savior, a vampire who tries to show her the way. Through her journey she learns far more than she ever thought she would about herself, and about the past. Soon, she discovers that there is so much more to meeting Oliver than mere happenstance.
Can Myah accept her new reality, or will she retreat into that normal, safe world she once thought was her own?

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Multi-genre author of Victorian romance, UPON YOUR RETURN, and 23 other books. UPON YOUR LOVE and THE MISSING PIECE placed in the TOP 10 on the 2017 P&E Readers' Poll. DIRECTIONS OF THE HEART was nominated for the 2017 Reader's Choice Awards. The I Love Romance Blog became a finalist in StartDating DK's Romance Blog Awards of 2017. ILRB landed on Feedspot’s 2017 TOP 100 Novel Blogs and TOP 100 Romance Blogs. DIRECTIONS OF THE HEART placed in the TOP 10 Books of 2017 on Amy’s Bookshelf Reviews blog. TOP 20 Authors of 2017 on Amy’s Bookshelf Reviews blog. Mystery Blogger Award for 2017. A to Z Blog Challenge Survivor in 2016. March 2016 Empress of the Universe title - winner of the "Broken Heart" themed contest and the "I Love You" themed contest on Poetry Universe. SECOND CHANCE HEART and A LITTLE MAGICK placed in the TOP 10 on the 2015 P&E Readers' Poll. Nominated in the TRR Readers' Choice Awards for Winter 2015. Poetry winner of the 2015 PnPAuthors Contest. The Versatile Blogger Award for 2015. Honorable Mention in the 2014 BTS Red Carpet Book Awards. Finalist and Runner-up in the 2014 MARSocial's Author of the Year Competition. Honorable mention in the January 2014 Reader's Choice Award. Liebster Blogger Award for 2013, 2014 and 2016. 2013 and 2014 Amazon Bestseller Ranking for UPON YOUR RETURN. Top 10 Authors on AuthorsDB.com. Winner of the Great One Liners Contest on the Directory of Published Authors.
 
Marie Lavender lives in the Midwest with her family and three cats. She has been writing for a little over twenty-five years. She has more works in progress than she can count on two hands. Since 2010, Marie has published 24 books in the genres of historical romance, contemporary romance, romantic suspense, paranormal romance, dramatic fiction, fantasy, science fiction, mystery/thriller, literary fiction and poetry. She has also contributed to several anthologies. Her current published series are The Heiresses in Love Series, The Eternal Hearts Series, The Magick Series, The Code of Endhivar Series and The Blood at First Sight Series.


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A Princess in Love with a Bollywood Superstar

​Saketh Rao aka SR, India's latest Bollywood heartthrob, has bagged the role of a lifetime: to play Hari Varman, the doomed royal scion. 
When he arrives at Sravanapura Palace with his director friend Rajeev Ratnam, little does he know that his life is about to change forever! 
Princess Kritika is overjoyed that Saketh Rao will play the role of her ancestor. But when she comes face to face with the arrogant superstar she is determined to scuttle the project.
Fate, however, has different plans for them. The feisty couple is soon head over heels in love with each other. 
As they uncover the secrets of Hari Varman's life, Saketh makes a discovery that can rip them apart and their new-found love. 
Will the secrets and lies of the past deny them a future together? Or will they overcome the obstacles to true love?
 
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Excerpt

Kritika checked the time. It was nearing seven thirty. She was a bit late than usual. But she still had plenty of time to pamper herself and get ready to meet the superstar, who seemed to have won hearts all over the world if she were to believe the fan videos posted on YouTube and various blogs. Yes, she had shamelessly checked the many YouTube videos about him to know more about him. It seemed perfectly normal to stalk his Twitter and Facebook page. He had come across as a friendly and warm person who retweeted his fans often and replied to interesting comments on his FB Page.
She knew half of his persona online was created by his PR team. His social media profiles might be maintained by dedicated teams who would present only the best aspects about him to the public. The real Saketh Rao might turn out to be a total jerk. Yet, she was looking forward to meeting the star in person and decide for herself. 
When she stepped on to the road that led to the residential wing of the palace, she was surprised to hear the horn of a car. She whirled around and watched as a silver Mercedes Benz came around a bend in the road and raced towards her.
Vijay had renovated a number of unused rooms in the palace and turned them into luxury hotel suites, thus creating one more gem in his hotel business chain. The only snag in the entire setup was that guests often sneaked into the palace’s residential areas, even though they were marked as no entry zones and had to be turned away by the palace guards. And it irked her very much. She wondered how this car had escaped the scrutiny of the guards. She needed to talk with the head of security. But for now, she would tackle this herself.
She gripped the straps of her backpack and stood in the middle of the road facing the car that seemed to have no intention of slowing down. It came to halt at a mere metre in front of her and she heard the driver swear. She narrowed her eyes and continued to stare at the car, daring the occupants to come out and face her. The passenger door of the car opened and a handsome youth, who looked as though he was jet-lagged and badly in need of a leisurely bath and sleep, got out. He seemed vaguely familiar, but she couldn't place him immediately.
"Please, miss. May I know why you are blocking our path?" he asked, his mellow tone bringing Kritika's anger a few notches down.
"This road leads to the residential areas of the palace and is not accessible for guests at the hotel. Kindly turn around and go away."
"But miss-"
"Enough, no need to explain.” Kritika raised her right hand to stop him from talking any further and snapped at him. The fact that he was trying to justify his action, brought her anger back.
"But we are-"
"As I said, I don't want to hear any further explanation. Instruct your driver to reverse the car and get the hell out of here."
The driver of the car opened his door and got out. Kritika’s jaw dropped and her mouth formed an O because she recognised the driver instantly. Saketh Rao, clean shaven, casually attired in a t-shirt and jeans, all six feet two inches of male glory. He removed his sunglasses and walked towards her, his lips curved into his characteristic lopsided smile. He was clearly enjoying her distress. And then the last piece of the puzzle fell into place when she recognised the handsome youth with him as Rajeev Ratnam. Kritika felt her heart racing. If Saketh came near her now, her excited heart would undergo a heart attack.
"Who are you to block our path? We have the adequate permission papers and we were let in by the guards. Move your heavy butt out of our way and allow us to pass."
His arrogant talk snapped Kritika out of the trance she was falling into. The arrogant snob.
And he had made a personal comment. About her butt!
"Mr! Watch your language."
"Are you going to get in? Why are you listening to this annoying, attention seeking female?" Saketh was ignoring her outright and addressing his friend.
"How dare you?" Kritika took a step forward and slapped him. He stopped her hand in mid-air and in one swift move, yanked her towards him, momentarily taking the wind out of her lungs.
 When she attempted to step back, he tightened his grip on her arm and held her other arm with his right hand. His nearness was doing strange things to her composure. His touch was making her heart stutter, sending electric impulses rushing through her body.
If it was not for the revulsion he had evoked with his arrogance, she certainly would have enjoyed the sensation of being held by him. But now, she regretted the hours she had spent browsing the internet to know more about him. As she had feared, he had turned out to be an outright jerk. She didn't want to waste her energy arguing with him.
She pushed him with all her strength and then broke into a run, determined to never to cross his path again. She heard him chuckle and it enraged her further.
She wanted to see how they were going to make a film about her ancestor. She would see to it that it got an early grave.

Author name: Rachel Walkley
Genre: Women’s Fiction / Family Saga
Release Date: 4/5/2018
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Miriam has one year to uncover an unimaginable past and a secret that only women can discover.
The life of a freelance illustrator will never rake in the millions so when twenty-eight year old Miriam discovers she’s the sole surviving heir to her great-aunt’s fortune, she can’t believe her luck. She dreams of selling her poky city flat and buying a studio.
But great fortune comes with an unbreakable contract. To earn her inheritance, Miriam must live a year and a day in the decaying Heachley Hall.
The fond memories of visiting the once grand Victorian mansion are all she has left of her parents and the million pound inheritance is enough of a temptation to encourage her to live there alone.
After all, a year’s not that long. So with the help of a local handyman, she begins to transform the house.
But the mystery remains. Why would loving Aunt Felicity do this to her?
Alone in the hall with her old life miles away, Miriam is desperate to discover the truth behind Felicity’s terms. Miriam believes the answer is hiding in her aunt’s last possession: a lost box. But delving into Felicity and Heachley’s long past is going to turn Miriam’s view of the world upside down.
Does she dare keep searching, and if she does, what if she finds something she wasn’t seeking?
Has something tragic happened at Heachley Hall?
 
 
EXTRACT

‘Are you sure you’re alright being here alone?’ Ruth asked for the umpteenth time, as I stood at the kitchen window: my favourite viewing spot. ‘We’re doing really well on the cleaning. There’s no need to unload anything in the dark, just leave it in the van until tomorrow. And don’t forget, I’ll be back in a couple of weeks to visit. Half-term.’ She put her arms around my shoulders and squeezed them.
‘Sure.’ There was no point lamenting the solitary nature of my occupation. It wouldn’t do me any good to paint myself as a failure before I’d spent one night in the house.
‘I can’t believe your aunt left it to you without explanation. Something has to be out there to explain it all. A missing letter? ’ Ruth picked up a dishcloth and scrubbed a mark on the worktop. Her boundless energy was infectious and I returned to wiping down the windowpanes.
‘I’ve been over it all countless times in my head, read the will over and over, and there isn’t a clue to her reasons why anywhere.’  I chased a smudge of something around the glass, never quite removing it.
‘Nothing in her personal effects in the nursing home?’
 I shrugged. ‘Possibly, but according to Mr Porter it’s all gone.’
‘Do you trust him?’
 
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Born in the Midlands, Rachel Walkley grew up in East Anglia and is now firmly lodged in the North West of England. Her first writing achievement was her Brownie badge and after that she never let go of the dream of becoming of an author. Once a librarian and caretaker of books, she’s now a teller of tales and wants to share with you the secrets that hide in the pages of her books.

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What is Luck and why does it affect people differently?

​Davy appears to have both horrible and fabulous luck. However, almost all the horrible luck has come from other people who are being paid off by the Bellemonte family, (his mother’s family, whom she ran away from).
These uber rich Cretans having nothing better to do than constantly try to ruin Davy’s bull-riding career by either trying to kill him, ruin his reputation, or bribe someone to kick him off the bull-riding circuit.
Yet, taking down the best bull rider in the world is not so easy. Davy rides for the joy of those eight seconds. And while he has enemies, his generosity, kindness, and amazing ability to stay on the bulls, makes him far stronger than his rich enemies.  
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SLAMMED AGAIN!By
Liza O’Connor
Davy’s Saga, Book 2
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Contemporary Suspense
Country Western/ Bull Riding

​Blurb 

Davy Hill is now married to his beloved, Laurel, and they have a baby on the way. He should be the happiest man on earth, only the slams keep coming. Despite riding like a seasoned pro, once he pays the WBR their share, pays his taxes, his health insurance, and his traveling costs, there’s little left to pay his mortgage on the farm and have food to eat.
When he hurts his hand while shingling the roof of his barn, he and Laurel both are frightened by how close to the edge they are, despite their largess from earlier. Being a bull-rider is a risky career, but it’s all he ever wanted to do. So, despite all the problems, and all the times he gets knocked down, Davy always gets back up, because that’s what a cowboy does!
Never has there been a bull-rider who has more bad and good luck than Davy Hill.
 
 
EXCERPT

A Letter from his Deceased Great Grandmother

The document was bound in a soft, brown-leather cover with the words ‘The Wishes of Claire Hamilton’ written on the cover in gold letterings.
Claire. His mother must have been named after her.
Laurel snuggled beside him on the couch as he opened the cover and looked at a better dressed, more old-fashioned version of his mother.
“She’s so beautiful!” Laurel said. “Can we frame this?”
Davy nodded. “I’d like to do that. She looks like my mother. And I don’t have any pictures of ma. The bill collectors took everything. We will definitely keep and frame this picture.”
The first page was a handwritten letter from Claire Hamilton.
I am writing to you before you are born and by the time you read it, it shall be a letter from the grave.
I know nothing about you. We’ve never met, but you are my hope for the future. I pray you have grown up strong, yet kind, generous to those who have less, and thoughtful as to how you can make a difference in the lives of others less fortunate.
I was born with a platinum spoon in my mouth, and I know all too well the dangers of wealth. If you remember anything in this letter, let it be this observation:
Our time on Earth will not be judged by the money we make, nor the assets we acquire, but the way we treat the people around us.
And I do not mean just the people at the Polo Club. Every day you pass by a hundred people. Servants, drivers, baggage handlers, doormen, shop girls, and beggars. These people are all important. They have dreams and hopes just like you. Treat them with respect and help them when you can. These are the deeds in which one day your life will be judged.
Davy smiled and caressed the page. “She was just like my mother.”
Laurel leaned her head on his shoulder. “I’m glad she wrote this letter. This gives you a person in your mother’s family you can love.”
Davy nodded and turned the page.
 
I have instructed my lawyers to allocate my trust among my great-grandchildren. I have no idea how many of you there are or whether you need my money or not.
However, I know too much money is detrimental to a person’s character. I have seen that with my own grandchildren. All but one has been permanently harmed by greed. And I’ve no idea what happened to the one who escaped her gilded cage, but I pray with all my heart she lived and flourished, and her children read this letter.
“She’s talking about your mother,” Laurel said pointing to the line.
Tears welled in Davy’s eyes. Always to the rescue, Laurel pulled out a tissue and dabbed his eyes.
Because of my concerns, I provide you with several options.
You may have your portion of my estate in cash;
You may donate your portion to a charity of your choosing or
You may create a new charity to touch the lives of people who need help. Although this latter option will take more time and effort on your part, I hope some of you will choose to do this. I believe this option will give you the most joy. This is how you change people’s lives for the best.
 
Davy knew which one he wanted to choose. He looked at Laurel.
She smiled. “Let’s choose the third one.”
He leaned in and kissed her.
 
 
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Davy’s Saga, Book 2
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​Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.
 
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