Book Blitz: Keeping Kyler by Siobhan Davis

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This is my stop during the book blitz for Keeping Kyler by Siobhan Davis. This book blitz is organized by Lola’s Blog Tours. The blitz runs from 30 May till 5 June. You can see the tour schedule here.

Keeping Kyler (The Kennedy Boys #3)
by Siobhan Davis
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Age category: Upper Young Adult/ New Adult
Release Date: 30 May, 2017


Nothing or no one will keep them apart…

Kyler Kennedy is in the wind.

Shocked and upset, he has taken off on a solo mission—to track down his mom’s ex and demand answers.

Faye understands what it’s like to have your world turned upside down. Determined to support her boyfriend, she gives chase. Yet nothing could prepare her for the ugly truth. Ky has always been plagued with inner demons, and as he falls apart, Faye finally discovers what he’s been hiding from her—from everyone.

When serious accusations arise, Kyler’s future hangs in the balance. But Kennedys stick together in times of crisis, and they rally around him now.

At least there is nothing to prevent Faye and Ky from being together. They go public with their relationship, but not everyone is thrilled for them. Enemies reappear, and fresh battle lines are drawn, but Faye is ready to fight back.

No one is taking her new family from her.

Especially not a manipulative ex.

With time running out for Kyler, Faye takes matters into her own hands.

But when you play with fire, you risk getting burned.

You can read my review, here.
You can find Keeping Kyler on Goodreads
You can buy Keeping Kyler on Amazon

Keeping Kyler Teasers:
Previous books in this series!

Two fractured hearts and a forbidden love they can’t deny.

Finding Kyler is the first book in the Kennedy Boys series! You can read my review, here.

You can add Finding Kyler to your to-read list on Goodreads
Buy your copy of Finding Kyler on Amazon for only $0.99!

Can you truly lose someone if they don’t want to be found?

Losing Kyler is the second book in the Kennedy Boys series. You can read my review, here.
You can find Losing Kyler on Goodreads
You can buy Losing Kyler on Amazon

Author Bio:

USA Today bestselling author Siobhan Davis writes emotionally intense young adult and new adult fiction with swoon-worthy romance, complex characters, and tons of unexpected plot twists and turns that will have you flipping the pages beyond bedtime! She is the author of the international bestselling True Calling, Saven, and Kennedy Boys series.

Siobhan’s family will tell you she’s a little bit obsessive when it comes to reading and writing, and they aren’t wrong. She can rarely be found without her trusty Kindle, a paperback book, or her laptop somewhere close at hand.

Prior to becoming a full-time writer, Siobhan forged a successful corporate career in human resource management.

She resides in the Garden County of Ireland with her husband and two sons.

Author Links:

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There is a giveaway during the book blitz for Keeping Kyler. The giveaway is open International. These are the prizes you can win:
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– a signed paperback copy of Finding Kyler by Siobhan Davis
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Book Blitz: Love Story by Lauren Layne

Over the course of one wild road trip, 
feuding childhood sweethearts get a second chance at love.
a Love Unexpectedly novel
Lauren Layne
Releasing February 14th, 2017

Blurb (from Goodreads):

Over the course of one wild road trip, feuding childhood sweethearts get a second chance at love in this charming rom-com—a standalone novel from the New York Times bestselling author of Blurred Lines and Good Girl.

When Lucy Hawkins receives a job offer in San Francisco, she can’t wait to spread her wings and leave her small Virginia hometown behind. Her close-knit family supports her as best they can, by handing over the keys to a station wagon that’s seen better days. The catch? The cross-country trip comes with a traveling companion: her older brother’s best friend, aka the guy who took Lucy’s virginity hours before breaking her heart.

After spending the past four years and every last dime caring for his sick father, Reece Sullivan will do just about anything to break free of the painful memories—even if it means a two-week road trip with the one girl who’s ever made it past his carefully guarded exterior. But after long days of bickering in the car turn into steamy nights in secluded motel rooms, Reece learns that, when it comes to Lucy, their story is far from over. And this time, they just might have a shot at a happy ending.

Although listed as a title in the Love Unexpectedly Series, all books in the series stand alone.


“Spock, we’re giving you Horny!” my mom blurts out, apparently fed up with my denseness.

Her utterance is too much for my siblings to handle and they both burst out laughing, retreating into the kitchen to rejoin the party where there’s wine.

Oh what I wouldn’t give for wine right now.

“I, um . . . you’re giving me the car?” I ask.

“Because yours broke down,” my dad explains, walking forward to thump Horny’s dented hood.

“And this one’s . . . not broken down?” I ask skeptically.

Look, it’s not that I’m not grateful. My parents are trying to give me a car, I appreciate the sweetness of the gesture, it’s just . . .

Here’s the thing about Horny: he barely got us three kids through high school. I mean, Horny is the car that sputtered and shook making it the 3.2 miles to Jefferson High, no matter who was behind the wheel.

I’m even going to come all the way clean here and say that early on in my freshmen year, I was embarrassed showing up in Horny. Then I realized I was lucky to have a car at all, and well . . . I dunno, I guess Horny became a part of us Hawkins kids’ charm, because the station wagon was practically an institution from Craig’s high school reign all the way through Brandi’s.

But poor Horny quit working years ago. Much to Brandi’s chagrin, he gave up the ghost a mere two months before her high school graduation, and I spent the last bit of her senior year being picked up by my parents.

“He’s going to take you to California,” Dad says, giving the car another thump.

“Really?” I step forward and run a tentative finger along the familiar panel. He’s had a bath, so at least that’s something. “Because last I knew, he wouldn’t even make it out of the garage.”

“Yeah, well, we neglected him for a while, but he’s right as rain now,” Dad says, puffing out his chest as though Horny’s a fourth child.

“Like, as in he actually starts?”

“Purrs like a kitten,” my mom says with an emphatic nod, even though I know she doesn’t even like cats. “We didn’t believe it, but we took him to church on Sunday and there were no issues.”

I literally bite my tongue to keep from pointing out that this is hardly a feat. Sacred Presbyterian is 0.8 miles away from the house.

“You took Horny into a shop?” I ask, starting to warm to the idea of having a car again. I’m a little touched, actually. Money is tight for my parents. Dad’s a PE teacher, and Mom gives a mean winery tour, but the gig’s never paid much.

“Not exactly, it was more of a bartering situation,” Mom says.

“Yeah?” I say, going around to the driver’s seat, already giddy with the prospect of telling Oscar I’ll be able to come see him in Miami after all, even if I won’t exactly be riding in style.

“Reece agreed to fix him up.”

I’m lowering myself into the car as my dad says this, but I reverse so quickly I hit my head. My skull doesn’t even register the pain, because I’m too busy registering the hurt in my heart at the familiar name. “I’m sorry, what?”

“Reece,” my mom says, giving me a bemused look. “He’s always been handy with cars.”

“He fixed up the car in exchange for what?”

And then I feel—I actually feel—the air change around me as the side door to the garage opens, and a new presence sucks all the air out of the space.

I don’t turn around. I don’t move. But I feel his eyes on me. Over me.

“Reece is headed out to California too,” my oblivious mother chatters on. “It worked out perfectly actually. Now you two can ride together, and your dad and I don’t have to worry about you alone in the middle of nowhere with a twenty-something-year-old car.

They think the car is going to be the problem here? It’s not the car that’s toxic to me. It’s him.

Reece Sullivan. My brother’s best friend. My parents’ “other son.”

Slowly I force myself to turn, and even though I’m prepped, the force of that ice-blue gaze still does something dangerous to me.

He winks, quick and cocky, and I suck in a breath, and I have to wonder . . .

I wonder if my parents would feel differently about their little plan if they knew that their makeshift mechanic is the same guy that popped my cherry six years earlier under their very roof.

And then broke my heart twenty-four hours later.


Author Bio:
Lauren Layne is the New York Times bestselling author of over a dozen
romantic comedies.
A former e-commerce and web marketing manager from Seattle, Lauren relocated to New York
City in 2011 to pursue a full-time writing career.
She lives in midtown Manhattan with her high-school sweetheart, where she writes smart romantic comedies with just enough sexy-times to make your mother blush. In
LL’s ideal world, every stiletto-wearing, Kate Spade wielding woman would carry
a Kindle stocked with Lauren Layne books. 

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Spotlight Tour: Weddings, Crushes, and other Dramas by Emily McKay


Welcome to my tour stop of Weddings, Crushes, and other Dramas by Emily McKay hosted by Chapter by Chapter. You can view the full tour schedule here.

Willa and Finn 2Title: Weddings, Crushes, and Other Dramas
Author: Emily McKay
Series: Creative HeArts, book 6, [Willa and Finn, book 2]
Genre: Contemporary, Romance, [Young-Adult]

Blurb (from Goodreads):

Falling in love with the best man wasn’t on the program.

Willa is happy to be the maid of honor in her dad’s upcoming wedding to uber-celeb Mia McCain. Not as happy about the best man being her soon-to-be stepbrother, the infuriating—and infuriatingly gorgeous—Finn McCain. Every time their paths cross, the attraction simmering between them grows a little harder to ignore. Willa knows all about guys like Finn—they only want what they can’t have. What’s between them isn’t real.

Finn has never felt anything more real than what’s developing between him and Willa. Sure, her dad warned him to steer clear, but it’s not just about forbidden temptation. He’s determined to prove to Willa he’s not going anywhere—and that happily-ever-after will always be worth the risk.

Disclaimer: This Entangled Teen Crush book contains a wedding so crazy it’ll make you laugh, a stepbrother so hot he’ll make you swoon, and a heroine so real she’ll make you cry.

Other books in this series:

Willa and Finn 1Title: How Willa Got Her Groove Back
Author: Emily McKay
Series: Creative HeArts, book 2, [Willa and Finn, book 1]
Genre: Contemporary, Romance, [Young-Adult]

Blurb (from Goodreads):

When your life feels like a bad movie, rewrite the script.

When Willa Schofer’s father comes home from a business trip with an über-famous new fiancée, Willa’s senior year blows up in paparazzi-fueled flames. Overnight, she has a new house, a new car, and a new soon-to-be stepbrother— the unbelievably hot, unbelievably arrogant, Finn McCain. Thank god he’s constantly pushing her buttons, or she might do something irresponsible. Like fall for the jerk.

Just when Willa’s decided to avoid him for, oh, ever, Finn lands in the center of her senior project team. Seriously— how hard is it to shake a guy? At least her work on the project snagged the attention of the (second) hottest guy in school. He might only be into her because of her famous stepmom, and he’s not quite as exciting as a certain annoying housemate, but at least she’s allowed to crush on the guy.

Because crushing on your annoying stepbrother? So not cool.

This Entangled Teen Crush book contains an unbelievably hot bad boy, an unbelievably famous actress, and all the drama that comes with adding both to your family. Oh, and a forbidden flirtation with a soon-to-be stepbrother.

You can read my review of book 1: How Willa Got Her Groove Back, here and book 2: Weddings, Crushes, and Other Dramas, here.

Author Bio:

emily-mckayEmily McKay is a life-long fan of books, pop-culture and anything geeky. She has a black belt in Tae Kwon Do and baking cookies. When she’s not kicking-ass and scooping cookie dough, she’s watching videos from Screen Junkies (her favorite Youtube channel) or Pemberly Digital or Classic Alice. Okay, she has a Youtube problem! She’s seeking help. Really. Though, she may also have a slight problem with procrastination.

When the internet is down and there are no chocolate chips in the house, she does write books – everything from Harlequin romance novels to post-apocalyptic YA. Though her interests may appear broad, the common denominators are swoony heroes and snarky humor.

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Review: The Room Mate by Kendall Ryan || Book Blitz

the Room MateTitle: The Room Mate
Author: Kendall Ryan
Series: Roommates, book 1 [Can be read as a standalone]
Genre: Contemporary, Romance, [New-Adult]
Heat Rating: Pretty warm
Page Count and Format: 322 pages, Ebook
Published: January 24th, 2017 by Kendall Ryan Books LLC
Source: I received an eARC of this book from InkSlinger PR in exchange for an honest review.
My Rating:

4 stars

Blurb (from Goodreads):

The last time I saw my best friend’s younger brother, he was a geek wearing braces. But when Cannon shows up to crash in my spare room, I get a swift reality check.Now twenty-four, he’s broad shouldered and masculine, and so sinfully sexy, I want to climb him like the jungle gyms we used to enjoy. At six-foot-something with lean muscles hiding under his T-shirt, a deep sexy voice, and full lips that pull into a smirk when he studies me, he’s pure temptation.Fresh out of a messy breakup, he doesn’t want any entanglements. But I can resist, right?I’m holding strong until the third night of our new arrangement when we get drunk and he confesses his biggest secret of all: he’s cursed when it comes to sex. Apparently, he’s a god in bed, and women instantly fall in love with him.

I’m calling bullshit. In fact, I’m going to prove him wrong, and if I rack up a few much-needed orgasms in the process, all the better.

There’s no way I’m going to fall in love with Cannon. But once we start…I realize betting against him may have been the biggest mistake of my life.

My Thoughts

This book was so fun to read about. It was a quick read and had all the elements which I enjoy in a New-Adult book. I’m so glad I got to read this one.

When Cannon’s place gets trashed by his ex-girlfriend, he desperately needs a place to stay. The solution comes in the form of his sister’s BFF, Paige who agrees to let him stay with her for a while. They try to stay away from each other despite their obvious chemistry. But then one drunken night when Cannon confesses a major thing about him but Paige decides to prove him wrong and makes a bet. Then all goes to hell.

(See… I’m getting better and better at this blurb thingy. :/ )

I enjoyed this book soo much. Although the plot was predictable, I loved the execution. After Cannon’s place get destroyed by his ex-girlfriend, he turns to his sister for help who in turn points out to Paige who agrees to be his roommate until he gets a job. I enjoyed the banter between the two. Their chemistry was undeniable and I just loved these two together sooo much!


I liked the various flavours which the character provided. Paige was a smart and strong woman. I liked how she was in control of her emotions and Cannon was the only one who could break through. Cannon was definitely a swoon-worthy guy and I loved him so much, he was just so freaking perfect! I absolutely loved the romance between them. 

Although most of the characters were fun to read about, I really hated one character. Allie, Cannon’s sister was really a crappy best friend and a sister. She does redeem herself in the end but still, it doesn’t make it right how she thought she was right all the time and her best friend was just a barrier in his brother’s future.

Overall, The Room Mate was a fun read! The plot was executed well and I enjoyed the characters. I really loved the chemistry between Paige and Cannon. The writing was smooth and easy to read and the pace was even throughout the book. I really liked how everything turned out in the end and I’m definitely looking forward to reading more by this author.

Recommend it?


Author Bio:

kendall-ryan-headshot-1-picA New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of more than two dozen titles, Kendall Ryan has sold over 1.5 million books and her books have been translated into several languages in countries around the world. She’s a traditionally published author with Simon & Schuster and Harper Collins UK, as well as an independently published author. Since she first began self-publishing in 2012, she’s appeared at #1 on Barnes & Noble and iBooks charts around the world. Her books have also appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than three dozen times. Ryan has been featured in such publications as USA Today, Newsweek, and InTouch Magazine.

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Book Blitz: Finding Kyler by Siobhan Davis


Welcome to my stop during the book blitz of Finding Kyler by Siobhan Davis! This blitz will run from 9th to 15th January. The book blitz is organized by Lola’s Blog Tours. The full tour schedule can be viewed here.

df9f8-finding-kylerTitle: Finding Kyler

Author: Siobhan Davis

Series: The Kennedy Boys, book 1

Genre: Contemporary, Romance, [Upper Young-Adult]

Expected Publication: January 9th, 2017 by CreateSpace Independent Publishing

Blurb (from Goodreads):

Two fractured hearts and a forbidden love they can’t deny.

You shouldn’t want what you can’t have…

Faye Donovan has lost everything. After her parent’s tragic death, she’s whisked away from her home in Ireland when an unknown uncle surfaces as her new guardian.

Dropped smack-dab into the All-American dream, Faye should feel grateful. Except living with her wealthy uncle, his fashion-empire-owning wife, and their seven screwed-up sons is quickly turning into a nightmare—especially when certain inappropriate feelings arise.

Kyler Kennedy makes her head hurt and her heart race, but he’s her cousin.

He’s off limits.

And he’s not exactly welcoming—Kyler is ignorant, moody, and downright cruel at times—but Faye sees behind the mask he wears, recognizing a kindred spirit.

Kyler has sworn off girls, yet Faye gets under his skin. The more he pushes her away, the more he’s drawn to her, but acting on those feelings risks a crap-ton of prejudice, and any whiff of scandal could damage the precious Kennedy brand.

Concealing their feelings seems like the only choice.

But when everyone has something to hide, a secret is a very dangerous thing.


Full of scandal, dysfunctional families, teen soap-opera-style angst and drama, secrets and lies, mean girls and catfights, lust and love, book one in the unputdownable Kennedy Boys series will have you flipping the pages’ way beyond bedtime!

Only recommended to readers aged 17+ due to mature content and language.

You can read my review of Finding Kyler, here.

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Jill and Rachel practically drool at the mouth, and I shake my head. “You’re like a walking American cliché. Do girls here actually fall for that cheesy crap?”
He messes up my hair, smirking at my scowl. “Works every time.”
A snort escapes me, and he laughs. “The guys in school are going to go crazy for you. Hot and sassy is the ideal catch.” He lets out another low whistle as he circles me, his eyes inspecting every inch of me. Jill and Rachel titter like three-year-olds. Fat lot of use they are. “They’ll be walking around with permanent boners,” Kalvin adds.
I cross my arms protectively over my chest. “I’m not interested in boys.”
“You’re batting for the other team? Man, that’s totally hot.”
Another round of giggles emits from the phone, and I’m starting to get really irritated with my friends. Kalvin doesn’t seem to need much encouragement, and their juvenile behavior isn’t helping.
“I’m not gay.”
He winks. “Prove it then.” Puckering his lips, he makes a kissing sound as he steps in front of me with a devilish grin.
“Knock it off.” I shove a hand in his chest, keeping him at bay.
I ignore my friends who are currently acting like brainless dimwits, hollering at me to kiss him.
He leans in, sniffing my neck, and I jerk back in alarm. He cranks out a laugh. “Relax, cuz. I’m only messing about.” I narrow my eyes, and he laughs again. “Or maybe not.” He nuzzles my neck with his nose. “Maybe I’m into the whole kissing cousins mentality.”

Author Bio:

Siobhan DavisSiobhan Davis writes emotionally intense young adult fiction with swoon-worthy romance, complex characters, and tons of unexpected plot twists and turns that will have you flipping the pages beyond bedtime! She is the author of the Amazon bestselling True Calling and Saven series.

Siobhan’s family will tell you she’s a little bit obsessive when it comes to reading and writing, and they aren’t wrong. She can rarely be found without her trusty Kindle, a paperback book, or her laptop somewhere close at hand.

Prior to becoming a full-time writer, Siobhan forged a successful corporate career in human resource management.

She resides in the Garden County of Ireland with her husband and two sons.

Author Links:

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Book Blitz: The Summer That Melted Everything by Tiffany McDaniel

Title: The Summer That Melted Everything

Author: Tiffany McDaniel

Genre: Contemporary, [Adult]

Published: July 26th 2016 by St. Martin’s Press

Blurb (from Goodreads):

Fielding Bliss has never forgotten the summer of 1984: the year a heat wave scorched Breathed, Ohio. The year he became friends with the devil.

Sal seems to appear out of nowhere – a bruised and tattered thirteen-year-old boy claiming to be the devil himself answering an invitation. Fielding Bliss, the son of a local prosecutor, brings him home where he’s welcomed into the Bliss family, assuming he’s a runaway from a nearby farm town.

When word spreads that the devil has come to Breathed, not everyone is happy to welcome this self-proclaimed fallen angel. Murmurs follow him and tensions rise, along with the temperatures as an unbearable heat wave rolls into town right along with him. As strange accidents start to occur, riled by the feverish heat, some in the town start to believe that Sal is exactly who he claims to be. While the Bliss family wrestles with their own personal demons, a fanatic drives the town to the brink of a catastrophe that will change this sleepy Ohio backwater forever.




Of Man’s first disobedience, and the fruit

Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste

Brought death into the World


THE HEAT CAME with the devil. It was the summer of 1984, and while the devil had been invited, the heat had not. It should’ve been expected, though. Heat is, after all, the devil’s name, and when’s the last time you left home without yours?

It was a heat that didn’t just melt tangible things like ice, chocolate, Popsicles. It melted all the intangibles too. Fear, faith, anger, and those long-trusted templates of common sense. It melted lives as well, leaving futures to be slung with the dirt of the gravedigger’s shovel.

I was thirteen when it all happened. An age that saw me both overwhelmed and altered by life in a way I’d never been before. I haven’t been thirteen in a long time. If I were a man who still celebrated his birthday, there would be eighty-four flames flickering above the cake, above this life and its frightening genius, its inescapable tragedy, its summer of teeth that opened wide and consumed the little universe we called Breathed, Ohio.

I will say that 1984 was a year that understood how to make history. Apple launched its Macintosh computer for the masses, two astronauts walked the stars like gods, and singer Marvin Gaye, who sang about how sweet it was to be loved, was shot through the heart and killed by his father.

In May of that year, a group of scientists published their research in a scientific journal, revealing how they had isolated and identified a retrovirus that would come to be called HIV. They confidently concluded in their papers that HIV was responsible for the acquired immune deficiency syndrome. AIDS, as the nightmares say.

Yes, 1984 was a year about news. It was the year Michael Jackson would burn for Pepsi, and the Bubble Boy of Houston, Texas, would come out of his plastic prison, be touched by his mother for the very first time, and moments later die at just twelve years of age.

Overall, the 1980s would prove industrious years for the devil. It was a time you couldn’t just quit the horns. Satanic cult hysteria was at its height, and it stood tall. Fear was a square that decade so it could fit into our homes better, into our neat little four-cornered lives.

If a carton of milk turned over, the devil did it. If a kid showed bruises, he’d be put in therapy immediately to confess how his own parents had molested him around a bonfire while wearing black robes.

Look no further than the McMartin Preschool investigation, which started in ’84 and ended with fantastical allegations of children being flushed down toilets and abused by Chuck Norris. While these allegations eventually would be flushed down the toilet themselves, that time of panic would always be remembered as the moment when the bright, bright stars could not save the dark, dark sky.

Breathed’s own devil would come differently. The man who invited him was my father, Autopsy Bliss. Autopsy is an acutely strange name for a man to have, but his mother was an acutely strange woman. Even more, she was an acutely strange religious woman who used the Bible as a stethoscope to hear the pulse of the devil in the world around her.

The sounds could be anything: The wind knocking over a tin can. The clicking of rain on the windowpane.The erratic heartbeat of a jogger passing by.

Sometimes the things we believe we hear are really just our own shifting needs. Grandmother needed to hear the spook of the snake so she could better believe it actually existed.

She was a determined woman who pickled lemons, knew her way around a tool box, and raised a son by herself, all while earning a degree in ancient studies. She had the ancients in mind when she named her son.

She would say, “The word autopsy is a relative of the word autopsia, which in the ancient vernacular of the Greeks means to see for oneself. In the amphitheater of the great beyond, we all do our own autopsies. These self-imposed autopsies are done not on the physical body of our being but on the spirit of it. We call these ultimate examinations the autopsy of the soul.”

After the summer ended, I asked my father why he had invited the devil.

“Because I wanted to see for myself,” he answered with the definition of his name, his words doing their best to swerve his tears lest they be drowned on impact. “To see for myself.”

Growing up, my father was the wood in his mother’s lathe, held in place and carefully shaped over the years by her faith. When he was thirteen, his edges nearly smoothed, the lathe suddenly stopped turning, all because his mother slipped on the linoleum floor in their kitchen and fell backward with no parachute.

The bruises would come to look like pale plums on her flesh. And while not one bone had been broken, a spiritual break did occur.

As Dad helped her to her feet, she let go of a moan she’d been holding. Then, in a giddy woe, she dropped her knees back to the linoleum.

“He wasn’t there,” she cried.

“Who wasn’t there?” Dad asked, her shaking contagious to him.

“As I was falling, I reached out my hand.” She made again the gesture of that very thing. “He didn’t grab it.”

“I tried, Momma.”

“Yes.” She cupped his cheeks in her clammy palms. “But God didn’t. I realize now we’re all alone, kiddo.”

She took the crucifixes off the walls, buried her Bible in the infant section of the cemetery, and never again poured her knees down to the ground in prayer. Her faith was a sudden and complete loss. Dad still had the fumes of his faith left, and in those fumes, he found himself one day walking into the courthouse, where his mother was getting reprimanded by the judge for unabashedly vandalizing the church—the second time.

While Dad waited outside her courtroom, he heard voices a few doors down. He went in and sat through the trial of a man accused of pulling out a shotgun at the coin laundry, leaving bloodstains that couldn’t be washed out.

To Dad that man was the devil emerged and the courtroom was God’s filter removing that emergence from society. As he stood there, Dad could see tiny breaks in the courtroom wall. The holes of a net through which a bright, warm light shone, pure and glorious. It was a light that made him want to stand and shout Amen until he was hoarse.

While his soul had before paced back and forth from doubt to belief, on that day in the courtroom, his soul settled on believing. If not in everything else, then at least in that filter, that instrument of purity. And the handler of that filter, in Dad’s eyes, the person who made sure everything went the very best of ways, was the prosecutor. The one responsible for making sure the devils of the world are trapped by the filter.

Dad sat there in the courtroom, hands shaking, his feet swinging just above the floor they were too short to reach. When the guilty verdict came, he joined in the applause as he smelled a whiff of bleach that he associated not with the janitor in the hallway but rather with the filth trapped by the filter and the world being cleaner for it.

The courtroom emptied until only Dad and the prosecutor remained.

Dad sat on the bench, wide-eyed and waiting.

“So you are who I heard.” The prosecutor’s voice was like a pristine preaching to Dad.

“How could you have heard me, sir?” Dad asked in pure awe.

“You were so loud.”

“But, sir, I didn’t say a dang thing.”

The prosecutor laughed like it was the funniest thing he had ever heard. “And in that silence, you said it all. Why, you were as loud as shine on chrome, bright and boisterous in that silent gleam. And such loud boys will grow to be loud men who are meant to be in the courtroom, but never—no, not ever—as the ones in handcuffs.”

That was the moment Dad knew he himself would become a handler of the filter. And while his mother never regained her faith, he kept his in the courtroom and in the trials of humanity and, most important, in that filter.

They said he was one of the best prosecuting attorneys the state had ever seen. Yet there was something unsettled about my father. Handling the filter did not prove to be an exact science. Many times after winning a case, he would escape from the applause and congratulatory pats on the back to come home and sit quietly with his eyes squinted. That was how you knew he was thinking. Squinted eyes, arms folded, legs crossed.

It was on one such night that he uncrossed his legs, unfolded his arms, and widened his eyes, in that order. Then he stood, rather certain as he grabbed a pen and a piece of paper. He began to write what would end up being an invitation to the devil.

It was the first day of summer when that invitation was published in our town’s newspaper, The Breathanian. We were eating breakfast, and Mom had laid the paper in the middle of the table. With morning milk dribbling down our chins, we stared at the invitation, which had made the front page. Mom told Dad he was too audacious for his own good. She was right. Even the atheists had to admit it took a fearless man to audition the existence of the Prince of Darkness.

I still have that invitation around here somewhere. Everything seems so piled up nowadays. Hills all around me, from the soft mounds of laundry to the dishes in the sink. The trash pile is already waisthigh. I walk through these fields of empty frozen dinner trays and beer bottles the way I used to walk through fields of tall grass and wildflowers.

An old man living alone is no keeper of elegance. The outside world is no help. I keep getting these coupons for hearing aids. They send them in gray envelopes that pile like storm clouds on my table. Thunder, thunder, boom, boom, and there the invitation is under it all, like a bolt of lightning from the sky.

Dear Mr. Devil, Sir Satan, Lord Lucifer, and all other crosses you bear,

I cordially invite you to Breathed, Ohio. Land of hills and hay bales, of sinners and forgivers.

May you come in peace.

With great faith,

Autopsy Bliss

I never thought we’d get an answer to that invitation. At the time, I wasn’t even sure I believed in God or His antonym. If I had come upon a yard sale selling what was purported to be the true Veil of Veronica beside a bent Hula-Hoop, well, I was the type of boy who would have bought the Hula-Hoop, even if the veil was free.

If the devil was going to come, I expected to see the myth of him. A demon with an asphalt shine. He’d be fury. A chill.A bad cough.Cujo at the car window, a ticket at the Creepshow booth, a leap into the depth of night.

I imagined him with reptilian skin in a suit whose burning lapel set off fire alarms. His fingernails sharp as shark teeth and cannibals in ten different ways. Snakes on him like tar. Flies buzzing around him like an odd sense of humor. There would be hooves, horns, pitchforks. Maybe a goatee.

This is what I thought he’d be. A spectacular fright. I was wrong. I had made the mistake of hearing the word devil and immediately imagined horns. But did you know that in Wisconsin, there is a lake, a wondrous lake, called Devil? In Wyoming, there is a magnificent intrusion of rock named after the same. There is even a most spectacular breed of praying mantis known as Devil’s Flower. And a flower, in the genus Crocosmia, known simply as Lucifer.

Why, upon hearing the word devil, did I just imagine the monster? Why did I fail to see a lake? A flower growing by that lake?A mantis praying on the very top of a rock?

A foolish mistake, it is, to expect the beast, because sometimes, sometimes, it is the flower’s turn to own the name.

Copyright © 2016 by Tiffany McDaniel

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Author Bio:

An Ohio native, Tiffany McDaniel’s writing is inspired by the rolling hills and buckeye woods of the land she knows. She is also a poet, playwright, screenwriter, and artist. The Summer that Melted Everything is her debut novel.

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Blog Tour: Change Places With Me by by Lois Metzger || Plus Giveaway!


Welcome to my tour stop of Change Places With Me by Lois Metzger hosted by The Fantastic Flying Book Club. You can view the full tour schedule here.

Title: Change Places With Me

Author: Lois Metzger


Genre: Contemporary, Sci-fi, Suspence, [Young-Adult]

Blurb (from Goodreads):

Rose has changed. She still lives in the same neighborhood with her stepmother and goes to the same high school with the same group of kids, but when she woke up today, something was just a little different than it was before. The dogs who live upstairs are no longer a terror. Her hair and her clothes all feel brand-new. She wants to throw a party—this from a girl who hardly ever spoke to her classmates before. There is no more sadness in her life; she is bursting with happiness.

But something still feels wrong to Rose. Because, until very recently, Rose was an entirely different person—a person who is still there inside her, just beneath the thinnest layer of skin.



She woke.

And for a split second saw nothing but a cloud of red light.

Where am I? She could use one of those maps with an X, like at the zoo, that clearly say YOU ARE HERE.
So—this is weird.

She blinked a few times, the red light dissolved, and, like a stalled hydro-bus that finally hummed to life, she caught up to herself. I’m Rose, in my own bed—and in a granny nightgown, ugh. Gotta get rid of this thing.

She’d slept so deeply; she took a big, slow, luxurious stretch, her long arms and legs spreading out over the bed, and brushed her pale-brown bangs away from her eyes. Yellow light poured in through the window and dust in the air sparkled—so beautiful. It’s Saturday—no, Sunday, school tomorrow. Did I finish that thing for Mr. Slocum? He’ll mark me down an entire grade if something’s late . . . he has it in for me, anyway; he thinks I’m not listening in class, but I am!

Rose glanced up and saw her stepmother, Evelyn, arms crossed, leaning against the doorway in a black-and-white kimono tied tightly at her waist.

“Good morning,” Rose said.

Evelyn stared as if Rose had said something shocking.

“Why are you looking at me that way?” Rose said. “You’re making me feel like something we might dissect in bio.”
“Well, it’s just—you slept so long. It’s almost two.”

“You’re kidding! I never do that!”

“I just wanted to be sure you’re not, you know—coming down with something, or anything like that. I mean, there’s always something going around. . . .”

Evelyn didn’t ramble like this; she chose her words carefully and precisely. Her expression was even more serious and cautious than usual, always such a contrast to her lush auburn hair, and those blue eyes, the blue of a darkening sky. Rose had blue eyes too, but lighter.

“I’m absolutely fine, couldn’t be better,” Rose said. “I’m happy, really happy, practically bursting with it.” She almost added, This day feels like a gift you don’t need to unwrap, because these words had sprung into her head, but maybe that would sound too corny. Anyway, she heard something right outside, like someone saying hoo, hoo.

“What’s that sound?”

“The birds? There’s a pair of mourning doves on Mrs. Moore’s windowsill.”

“Have they been there long?”

“Well . . . I’m pretty sure they come back every year to nest.”

Rose wondered why, if that was the case, she was just noticing them now. “Morning, like the beginning of the day, or mourning as in sad?”


“Imagine, a whole species of birds always in mourning, never getting over it. You don’t see me boo-hooing over anything, do you? Or hoo-hoo-ing, like the birds?” Rose smiled at her own joke, but Evelyn didn’t, which almost made Rose skip a beat. “Hey, you don’t have to just to stand there, you know. Don’t be such a stranger, as Dad used to say.” She patted her bed.

Evelyn entered slowly, hesitating, as if there was a force field in the doorway. She sat so lightly on the edge of the bed that Rose could’ve pushed her off with a gentle nudge.

“You smell nice,” Rose said.

“Lavender. It’s the soap.”

“I guess I forgot.” Forgot? Was that the right word? Her stomach let out a long growl. “Wow, I’m starving.”

“I’m not surprised. You didn’t eat much yesterday.”

“Right. I was at the zoo.” Rose couldn’t forget that—what kid in high school went to the zoo anymore? But she had loved it. She’d seen a gorilla with a baby clinging to her neck. The baby had soft, shiny eyes, and the mother’s expression said, I will keep you safe and sound. Rose had felt so close to the gorillas; it was like she could’ve taken a step and joined them. Only there must’ve been a glass wall or something separating them. “But you weren’t with me. So how’d you know I didn’t eat?”

Evelyn touched her long, slender throat; she had on a gold necklace with a heart-shaped pendant that caught the light. “You came home so tired. You went straight to bed, no dinner.”

Of course. She’d been so tired. “You don’t like zoos, do you?”

“Not much.”

“How come?”

“The animals might look like they’re free, but they’re not. That bothers me after a while.”

“It might be the safest place for them.”

“Yes. It’s a complicated issue.”

What a nice, grown-up conversation. Rose could show that she could respect another person’s opinions even if she didn’t agree with them. “They don’t call it a zoo,” she said. “They keep telling you that when you’re there. It’s the Bronx Global Conservation Center.”

“A rose by any other name.”

“What? A rose—?”

“It’s an expression. It means you can change the name of something but it doesn’t change what it is.”
Rose shook her head. “Why should you be stuck with something that no longer fits? I wasn’t born with the name Rose—but it’s perfect for me.”

“I’m glad,” Evelyn said, but didn’t sound either glad or sad.

“You get up on the wrong side of the bed or something?” Rose asked. “Dad used to say that, too. I never understood it, because I sleep next to a wall. What could I do, fall into the wall? He had some really corny expressions, like, I’ll be ready in two shakes of a lamb’s tail. Why would he say that? He didn’t grow up on a farm—and I know I never visited one with him—we hardly ever left Belle Heights.”

“He . . .” Evelyn blinked a few times. “He had a grandmother who said it.”


“Mm-hmm. She actually did grow up on a farm. Your father adored her.”

“What was her name?”


Rose laughed—a laugh that just burst out of her. It felt a little strange, as if someone else was laughing and she happened to be close by. But who else would it be?

Evelyn blinked again, then got up. “Would you like some eggs, Rose?”

“That would hit the spot! Something else Dad would say.”

Evelyn left. Rose looked out her window at Belle Heights Tower, the building across the way that used to be five stories and then, seemingly overnight, got ten more stories added to it, and now it loomed over all the others. She’d always hated the extra floors, having grown up with the older view. An old friend of hers had moved in there and she’d never even visited her. Now Rose glanced up and noticed, for the first time, a rooftop garden bursting with leafy trees against a white sky. What a great place to be a plant, she thought. If I were a plant, I’d want to live there.

Rose got up and took a shower. In the soap dish, Evelyn’s oval, lavender-scented soap always battled for space with her own undyed, fragrance-free soap, which sat there like a block of wax. That had been her dad’s kind of unscented soap, too. Now she found herself reaching for Evelyn’s. This is what you should do, she told herself. Grab things, exist at the center of your life, not the edge.

But it felt, oddly, as if someone else had told her this and she was only repeating it.

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7bad90b2-93f6-4415-a458-e23b46bf4daaLois Metzger was born in Queens and has always written for young adults. She is the author of five novels and two nonfiction books about the Holocaust, and she has edited five anthologies. Her short stories have appeared in collections all over the world. Her writing has also appeared in The New Yorker, The Nation, and The Huffington Post. She lives in New York City with her husband and son.

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Book Blitz: True Calling series by Siobhan Davis || Plus Giveaway!

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Welcome to my stop during the book blitz for the True Calling series by Siobhan Davis! This blitz will run from 28 June till 4 July. The book blitz is organized by Lola’s Blog Tours. The full tour schedule can be viewed here.

True Calling is a fully completed YA sci-fi dystopian romance series that will appeal to readers who enjoy fast-paced action adventure, sublime worldbuilding, strong character development, and tons of swoon-worthy romance. With over 500 five-star ratings on Goodreads, the True Calling series is currently FREE to download from Kindle Unlimited! If you don’t read on KU you can benefit from significant discounts during the blitz – read the first 3 books for 99c!

All books in the series are listed below, and check out the cool giveaway!
True Calling – free!
Lovestruck – free during blitz!
Beyond Reach – 0.99$ during blitz
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By Siobhan Davis
Genre: Science Fiction Romance
Age category: Young Adult

Welcome to Novo: Your new home in Space

For Ariana Skyee, Planet Novo was everything it promised to be until the authorities introduced “The Calling” as their response to repopulation. Now, all seventeen-year-olds are to participate in this Bachelor-style pageant to find their perfect match, marry, and have children.

But that’s not Ariana’s only concern. Thanks to the government-sanctioned memory erase, Ariana has no recollection of Zane, the mystery boy who haunts her dreams. Things are further complicated when the pageant commences and her feelings for fellow Cadet Cal Remus intensify. Together, they start to realize not everything about their new home is as it seems.

Entangled in a dangerous web of deceit, Ariana sets out to identify the truth. Conflicted over warnings that Cal isn’t trustworthy and alarmed at the government’s increasing interest in her, she doesn’t know where to turn. But her search for the truth comes at a high personal price. When her world implodes, discovering the past shapes her future with devastating consequences.

You can find True Calling on Goodreads

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All the books in this series:

True CallingLovestruckBeyond ReachLight of a Thousand StarsDestiny Rising

Lovestruck (True Calling #1.5) by Siobhan Davis
You can find Lovestruck on Goodreads. Get your free copy of Lovestruck from June 28 till July 2 on Amazon or Amazon UK.

Beyond Reach (True Calling #2) by Siobhan Davis
You can find Beyond Reach on Goodreads. You can buy Beyond Reach for only 0.99$ during the blitz on Amazon or Amazon UK.

Light of a Thousand Stars (True Calling #2.5) by Siobhan Davis
You can find Light of a Thousand Stars on Goodreads. You can buy Light of a Thousand Stars on Amazon or Amazon UK.

Destiny Rising (True Calling #3) by Siobhan Davis
You can find Destiny Rising on Goodreads. You can buy Destiny Rising on Amazon or Amazon UK.

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Praise for the True Calling series:
“In a word, WOW!! Talk about a fascinating and magnetic tale!” Tome Tender

“With intergalactic battle, love that traverses countries—entire planets—and endless twists and turns, this series deserves a spot on your e-reader.” A Leisure Moment

“True Calling is a dystopian sci-fi romance that is FABULOUS!” The Caffeinated Booknerd

“Fresh with original ideas, exciting characters, great storyline, and a realistic love story.” Amazon reviewer.

“This series deserves to become as well-known as popular series such as The Maze Runner, The Hunger Games, Divergent, etc… it’s that good.” Paranormal Books.

“I cannot put my love for Siobhan Davis’ True Calling series into words – it’s easily one of my favorite series.” RamblingB00ks

“This isn’t just a book I couldn’t put down, but a series I cannot put down. All I can say is wow!” Patricia Hamill. Author-Blogger. Puretextuality

“It’s Hunger Games meets Twilight but only better!” Amazon reviewer.

SiobhanAbout the Author:
Siobhan Davis writes young adult science fiction fantasy romance books, and she is the author of the Amazon bestselling True Calling series. The first book in her new Saven series was released in December 2015.

A self-professed teenager forever–at least when it comes to books, music, and films, Siobhan is totally addicted to teen fiction and superhero/blockbuster movies. She loves baking, shoes, bags, makeup, anti-wrinkle cream, anything pink, Kelly Clarkson, Katy Perry, and Robert Pattinson (definitely Team Edward).

Before pursuing a full-time writing career, Siobhan forged a successful corporate career in Human Resources over the last twenty years. She resides in the Garden County of Ireland with her husband and two sons.

You can find and contact Siobhan here:
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Sample chapters, quotes, reviews and book excerpts are all available to download from the authors website.


There is a tour wide giveaway for the book blitz of the True Calling series. These are the prizes you can win:
– Paperbacks of the three books in the Selection trilogy by Kiera Cass
– Paperbacks of the three books in the True Calling series by Siobhan Davis

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Blog Tour || Thirst: Blood of my Blood by R P Channing- Guest Post

Author: R.P. Channing

Tittle: Thirst: Blood of my Blood

Genre: Paranormal, Romance, [Young-Adult]

Published: November 26th 2015

Blurb (from Goodreads):

~ Kira Sutherland ~

After a near fatal accident (and getting cheated on by her ‘boyfriend’), and beating up the lead cheerleader (with whom the boyfriend cheated…), and being labeled as having ‘issues’ in her school because she, uhm, sees ghosts, Kira is left with two choices:

1. Continue her ‘therapy’ (where she’s told the ghost is a hallucination and also gets her legs ogled too often…)


2. Go to Starkfield Academy, a boarding school for “Crazies and Convicts” (as the social media sites call them.)

She chooses the latter…

~ Cory Rand ~

Cory Rand has not had an easy life. His mother died in a car accident when he was twelve, and so did his mother’s best friend…sort of. You see, Janice made a promise to take care of Cory just before she died, and so she lingers. Undead. A ghost that watches out for him.

Brought up in an abusive home, Cory quickly falls into a life of disreputable behavior. After his third offense (which was prompted by a girl, as usual – he has a weakness) he’s left with two choices:

1. Be tried as an adult and share a cell with a guy named Bubba (he thinks…)


2. Go to Starkfield Academy, which Cory is pretty sure is run by vampires. But, hey, at least he’ll get an education.

He chooses the latter…

It’s at Starkfield that Kira meets Cory Rand, a boy with an insatiable Rage who sees ghosts, too. As well as other things, other things from his past, things that confuse him, things like fire and witches and demons.

Things he’s always ignored.

Until now.

Guest Post


R.P. Channing

Why YA?

Young Adult is the one genre where a writer is pretty much free to do anything he likes.

Too many people look at the “Young” part of Young Adult and miss completely the “Adult” part.

Young Adult and MG are galaxies apart in content. Young Adult is the one genre read far and wide by almost all age groups.

We were all seventeen once (some of us still so), and Young Adult appeals to a market that knows what it’s like to be seventeen. That’s pretty much everyone who reads.

The stories deal with issues that we, as a adults, face every day. And it deals with them tastefully.

Young Adult stays firmly within boundaries that I feel comfortable with as a writer, without reducing anything in the quality of the story.

Some of the scariest scenes I ever read were in The Hunger Games. I had chills. And yet, when I move into Horror itself as a genre, I find all the gore to be in bad taste. I lose interest, and I’m even a little repulsed sometimes.

Young Adult focuses on the story without getting into excessive details that we don’t really need in order to tell that story. The romance in YA is endearing, gentle, sweet, kind, loving. Who didn’t think Twilight was one of the most romantic books ever written?

A Young Adult author has free rein in many genres. He is not stuck too firmly into a classification such as “Fantasy” or “Romance” or “Horror” because YA can encompass all those genres and still remains “Young Adult.” There are people who liked Twilight and yet didn’t like The Host. They are both “Young Adult” but they are also in different sub-genres.

I’m working on two stories right now, both in completely different genres, but both “Young Adult.” I’d hate to stay firmly within “Fantasy” or “Romance” or “Horror.” With YA, I can move around, I can act freely, I can write what I feel like writing, and write about characters that I look up to and that I’d like to be like.

The age of YA characters is a magical age. Nobody likes moping character. Teenage characters don’t mope. They have spunk, verve, sass.

In other words, they have all the qualities we find good in people. And what is a story without good characters?

Author Bio:

R P Channing started writing three years ago, but never published anything even after churning out over a million words of fiction. Thirst: Blood of my Blood is the first book he dared to publish. When asked why, he said, “Because it’s the first thing I wrote that my wife actually enjoyed reading.” When not hammering away (most literally) at his keyboard, he can be found buried in a book, reading anything from romance to horror to young adult to non-fiction to comedy.

Author Links:

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$20 Amazon Gift Voucher Giveaway!

At the back of the book there is a giveaway link. Once the book hits fifty reviews on Amazon, one of those reviewers will win a $20 (US Dollars) Amazon Gift Voucher!

Giveaway- 3 ebooks of Travesty: One + Two by Piper Lawson

The wonderful author of the Travesty series- Piper Lawson asked me to host a giveaway in the celebration of the release of a new edition called Travesty: one + two. It contains Schooled and Stripped at a lower price and with a fun new cover which is now available at Amazon.

This series is definitely awsome with fun and sassy characters, those who love light hearted and fun NA romance are bound to enjoy this series!

Blurb of Schooled (book 1):

Twenty-one-year-old Alexis Caine is so close to her dream she can taste it. And it tastes like validation and Häagen-Dazs.

In a few months the quick-talking redhead will graduate with a shiny new business degree and launch a fashion label with her best friend Ava. All the planning, dedication, and saying ‘no’ to everything – and everyone – distracting will pay off.

Then Dylan Cameron, Ava’s tall, dark and broody younger brother, returns from the East Coast to start sophomore year at Lex’s San Diego college. Lex has hardly seen him in years and given his reputation for partying and girls, that’s just fine with her.

But Dylan’s all grown up. And a night of unplanned confessions for both of them threatens to tear Lex’s carefully constructed world off its axis…

Because one sassy control freak + one prodigal son = chemistry that refuses to be ignored.

You can read my review of Schooled here.

Blurb of Stripped (book 2):

“I’ve been in New York four weeks. I’m behind on the spring line, days from homeless, and getting sued by the only person in the whole damn city who’s seen me naked.”

Ava Cameron has stars in her eyes. When the feisty designer moves to NYC after graduation with her best friend, things are finally clicking into place.

But now their brand new label, Travesty, is under attack.

The man leading the charge is the hottest hookup Ava ever had. One she never wanted to see again…

Nate Townsend might be from the right schools, the right neighborhood and the right family. But under the surface, his scars run deep.

When the society prince and the loud designer come face to face on a case that could decide Ava’s future, sparks fly.

Nate’s not about to let Ava forget she’s the only person who knows his secrets. And Ava’s walking the line between getting Travesty back on track and being dragged into the gutter by one stubborn young lawyer planning to take her down.

If Nate Townsend didn’t make the gutter look so damn good…

You can read my review of Stripped here.

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3 ebooks of Travesty: one + two by Piper Lawson

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