Book Review: This Could Have Been Our Song! (Coulda Woulda Shoulda Song #1)

This Could Have Been Our Song - Book CoverTitle: This Could Have Been our Song! (Coulda Woulda Shoulda Song #1)

Author: Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba

Genre: Romance, Interracial Romance, Comedy

Age Group: Adult (18+)

Rating: 4 stars

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Review copy provided by Enchanted Book Promotions in exchange for an honest review.

Book one:
Love can be such a “coulda, woulda, shoulda” song sometimes…

Lucia Mpobo-Riddell could have been a dancer like the rest of women of her family but instead she chose music. Marcus Grant could have been a doctor like the rest of his family but instead he chose music. She also could have not fallen for Marcus on her birthday but she did. And Marcus, he could have told Lucia the truth about his real reason for being in Toronto that night, but he didn’t. Now they have to deal with big reveals and consequences: Marcus almost stealing her job and being force to work on an album together. Marcus, because he couldn’t swallow his pride, leave Toronto and go home to London. Lucia, because she just couldn’t give up on her first amazing opportunity to produce a whole album. And to complicate the situation further, the band they’re working for is not the easiest one. Mary Gillis, Marcus’ on and off flame, still has a hold on him. Greg McMullen, Lucia’s close friend and former dance partner is back in town and has been in love with her for years. Then there’s Marcus and Lucia, in the middle of their own a professional and personal tug-of- war with each over and the rest of the world. But maybe things could still work out… All things considered, this could have been one heck of a love song!

This Could Have Been Our Song! is a book filled with heartbreak, love, family traditions and values, and characters struggling to break free from the destiny their families have in mind for them.

Lucia Mpobo-Riddell chose music over dancing, unlike all the other women in her family. Marcus Grant chose music instead of becoming a doctor like the majority of his family members. Both of them are running away from choices they do not want to make, and both of them long for a future of their own. But with Marcus almost stealing Lucia’s job, and the both of them forced to worked together, which causes tension for just about everyone. When a former dance partner of Lucia, who happens to be one of her best friends, and who has a crush on her, shows up back into town, this adds a new layer to an already complicated situation. But Marcus has girl troubles too, in the form of Mary Gillis, his on and off flame who he still can’t let go. And then there’s Marcus and Lucia, and their undeniable attraction.

Surprisingly complicated for a romance novel, with tons of layers, intriguing family issues, and set in the world of music and dancing. I connected with Lucia from the first page. She’s determined, intelligent, brave, and she knows what she wants – at least, in terms of her career. Marcus was a lot more difficult to understand. I didn’t get the whole on-and-off again thing with Mary. Marcus also has a big ego, which luckily deflated somewhat toward the end of the book. He wouldn’t be my choice, but I understand what some people see in him.

Fluent writing, an interesting spin on known romance tropes, and intriguing characters. Recommended to fans of romance and women’s fiction.

Release Day Party North Pole Reform School

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We’re thrilled to celebrate the release day party for “North Pole Reform School”, a young adult Christmas novel, today!

Buy your copy today at Amazon!

We’re also hosting a giveaway for two sets of magnets and signed postcards. The giveaway is international. Scroll down to the bottom of the post to participate!

Book Excerpt

I have a thumping headache. The light is too bright and when I shift to throw my arm over my eyes, I know I’m not in my own bed. The bed is too hard, the mattress is too thin, and the whole thing creaks when I move. I blearily open my eyes and shut them again quickly when bright white light shines in. I give myself a couple of minutes to get my bearings and then try opening my eyes again. I sit up slowly and look around.

I’m in a tiny room. The walls and floor are white. There’s only about three foot of space between the bed and the wall. There’s one small window. It’s like a hospital room.

God, maybe it is a hospital room. What happened last night?

It doesn’t smell like a hospital room though. It actually smells kind of… minty.

I swing my legs over the side of the bed and my feet touch soft white carpet. Hospital rooms aren’t usually carpeted, are they?

I go over to the window, but looking out of it is useless because there’s a snowdrift outside and I can’t see anything. Whatever happened last night, one of the things was a blizzard.

I glance at the door instead. I’m a little wary of opening it. I have no idea where I am or how I got here. I have no idea what is outside that door. I look around for a weapon of some kind, but there is quite literally nothing in the room but the bed I just got out of. It’s more of a cubicle than a room.

The door opens to a big room with a dozen other doors around its white walls. On the far wall is a big TV. In the middle of the room is a group of sofas, and on one of the sofas is a woman. She has her knees up to her chest, her arms wrapped around them, and her head hidden between them as she rocks back and forth. Movement across the room catches my eye, and I look up to see a boy around my age also standing in a doorway, looking curious.

He lifts his hand in greeting and I do the same. “Are you normal?” he asks from across the room.

“Define normal.”

That makes him grin. “I think you qualify. I can’t get a word of sense out of her.” He indicates the woman still rocking back and forth on the sofa.

I glance at her. Yeah, in all fairness, she doesn’t look very normal. I look over at the boy again and notice he’s wearing a thermal sweater and trousers. It takes me far too long to realise that I’m wearing the same. Where the hell are my own clothes? I don’t even own a thermal top, much less thermal trousers.

“Do you know where we are?” I ask the boy.

“No idea. All I remember is a very fucked-up dream, and then I woke up here.”

“Me too,” I tell him.

The memory of last night suddenly comes back to me in a flood. The purple moose sitting in the middle of my bedroom, telling me it was the Ghost of Christmases Ruined.

“What was your dream about?” I ask the boy.

“Messed up,” he says. “There was this reindeer or moose or something in it. Told me I had to go to the North Pole because I’d ruined Christmas. Why? You have weird dreams too?”

“Yeah,” I say slowly. “There was a moose in my room. It said it was the Ghost of Christmases Ruined and that I would be taken to the North Pole to learn to behave acceptably or something.”

“Yeah,” the boy says in recognition. “That’s what mine said too. That’s a bit bloody creepy, isn’t it?”

“What, that we both had the same dream or that we’re both here and we don’t know where we are?”

He shrugs. “What’s your name?”

Ah, the dreaded question. Ever since I was old enough to start school, I have dreaded every mention of my name. Every register call, every new person I meet, everywhere I go.

“Misty,” I say eventually. It’s not like it’s a lie or anything. Misty is what I go by and what I tell everyone my name is. “What’s yours?” I ask him.

“Luke,” he says.

“Hey, um, lady on the sofa,” I say. “What’s your name?”

I can hear her mumbling but I can’t make out what she’s saying. I slip out of the doorway and go a bit closer to her.

“Excuse me, what’s your name?” I ask gently.

She mutters again and I have to go closer still to hear her.

“They’re watching, they’re watching.” She’s mumbling away to herself.

“What’s your name?” I ask again. “Do you know where we are?”

“They’re watching, they’re watching.”

“Who’s watching?” I ask.

“The ducks.”

I stare at her. “Okay, then.”

Luke bursts out laughing.

She ignores us both and continues mumbling to herself.

“See? I did try to tell you,” Luke says.

I look around the room. There really isn’t much to see. It’s very plain and empty, and there’s nothing in here apart from us, the TV on the wall, and the group of sofas. There’s one big door at the front of the room and I walk over to it.

“I already tried, it’s locked,” Luke says.

I prove him right by trying it myself. “This is insane.”

“You’re telling me,” Luke says. “Hey, what does this place smell of to you?”

“Mint,” I say. “Like peppermint.”

“Like… candy canes?”

I nod.

He seems to be thinking it over.

“So, do you have any ideas?” I ask him.

“Well, I know it sounds crazy, but the fact we both dreamt about a purple moose telling us he was taking us to the North Pole… Do you think we might actually be in the North Pole?”

It’s my turn to burst out laughing. “I think he dropped you on your head on the way over. Hey, did you dream about flying?”

“Yes,” Luke says. “Sort of floating on my back. And it was really cold.”

“Yes! We had the same dream.”

“Me too,” the woman on the sofa says.

“What, you had that dream too?” Luke steps forwards to ask her.

“They’re watching, they’re watching.” She’s gone back to her rocking and mumbling.

“Great,” Luke mutters.

I get a better look at him now he’s closer to me.

He’s really cute actually. Floppy dark blond hair and big green eyes.

“So, what do we do?” I ask him.

Before Luke has a chance to respond, another one of the doors opens and a man steps out.

As Luke turns his head to look, I notice he has really pointy ears sticking out from under his hair.

The man looks to be in his forties, overweight and unshaven, and even though he’s only been in the room for a few seconds the smell of peppermint is overpowered by the smell of body odour and stale beer.

Ew.

“What’s going on here then?” the man booms. “Who are you people?”

He makes me nervous and I find myself stepping a little bit closer to Luke.

“We don’t know what’s going on,” Luke says. “All we can remember is some really weird dreams. Did you have any dreams last night?”

The man thinks for a moment. “Yeah, funnily enough, I remember a moose, a talking moose. It kept going on and on about ruining Christmas and that I would have to be taught a lesson. Quite an annoyance, it was.”

“Did you dream about flying after that?”

He thinks again. “Yeah, yeah, that’s ringing a bell. More of a floating than a flying, really. Bloody cold too.”

“We all had the same dream,” I say.

“You lot dreamt about a talking moose too?”

Luke and I both nod.

“So where are we?” the man asks.

“We don’t know,” I tell him. “We just woke up here like you. What’s your name?”

“Joe.” He steps forwards and shakes our hands in turn.

“Luke.”

“Misty.”

“That sounds like a porn star’s name,” Joe says.

“Gee, thanks.”

To be honest, sounding like a porn star is better than sounding like a Christmas decoration, but I don’t tell him that.

“What’s her deal?” Joe points to the woman on the sofa.

“She thinks she’s being watched,” Luke says. “By ducks.”

Joe lets out a huge laugh, complete with jiggling belly sticking out from underneath his white thermal sweater.

“You don’t understand,” the woman suddenly says. “They’re everywhere. Everywhere.”

“All right, love, keep your hair on,” Joe says. “Hey, you guys want to hear a joke?”

Neither of us responds. The woman has gone back to rocking and mumbling.

“Of course you do,” Joe continues, unfazed. “What’s white and round?”

“I don’t know,” I say.

Luke thinks for a moment. “A white circle.”

“Hah! Wrong, wrong, wrong,” Joe says. “The answer is a red cube.”

He guffaws again and saliva droplets spray out of his mouth.

Luke glances at me. “And we think Duck Lady is the crazy one,” he says quietly.

I can’t help but laugh at that.

“See? The porn star gets it,” Joe says between fits of giggles.

“No, I really don’t,” I say, but he’s too busy laughing to hear me.

“Joe,” Luke says sternly, “do you know what’s going on? Do you know where we are?”

“I don’t remember how much I drank last night, but it must’ve been a hell of a lot to still be drunk this morning.”

“This isn’t because you’re drunk, Joe,” Luke says. “We’re all here, none of us know where, and we all had weird dreams about a talking moose and the North Pole.”

“You saying you think we’re in the North Pole?”

Luke shrugs.

“And you think she’s the crazy one.” Joe points to Duck Lady.

“What’s the last thing you all remember?” I ask. “I mean, maybe someone drugged us all and kidnapped us.”

“It was a normal night,” Luke says. “I got home from college, had dinner, did some coursework, killed some people on Call of Duty, had a shower, went to bed.”

“I got a takeaway and a six-pack and watched some porn on pay-per-view,” Joe says. “Then I passed out on the couch and when I woke up, I was here. What did you do, porn star?”

“It’s Misty, please. And I did nothing. Got home from school, my mum made me help her bake Christmas cookies, watched cartoons with my little sister and read her a story. Then I had a long bath, checked Facebook, and played around online for a while. When I woke up in the night, there was a purple moose in the middle of my bedroom.”

“So it’s safe to say we didn’t all go to the same party and get drugged by a maniac then?” Luke ventures.

“I guess so. But how else do you explain this?”

“Maybe we should be concentrating less on how to explain it and more on how the hell to get out of here?” Luke says.

“Have you tried that door?” Joe asks.

“Locked.”

“How about the windows in the rooms?”

“They don’t open,” Luke says. “They’re just for decoration.”

“We could smash one,” I suggest.

“Well, you and I might fit through, but beer belly over there never would,” Luke says as if Joe isn’t standing right there. “Plus we can’t see outside because of the snow. We don’t know what’s out there, and maybe I’m imagining it, but I feel like we’re high up. I don’t think this building is on ground level.”

I don’t have much sense of direction, but I think he’s right.

“Do you think there’s anyone else in the other rooms?”

Just as we start debating whether we should go and check or not, Luke suddenly stops. “Shush a minute—do you guys hear that?”

I strain my ears to listen.

“I don’t hear anything,” Joe says. “Maybe your pointy ears pick up things that aren’t there.”

Luke blushes and self-consciously tries to smooth his hair over his ears.

“They’re coming,” the woman on the sofa says suddenly.

“Who’s coming, love? The ducks, is it?” Joe chortles.

“Wait, I hear it too.” It sounds like… bells. And it’s getting louder.

“Oh, you have got to be kidding me. Jingle bells? Seriously?” Luke makes a noise of frustration just as the lock of the main door starts to turn.

About North Pole Reform School

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Author: Jaimie Admans

Genre: YA Romantic Comedy / Christmas

Mistletoe Bell hates Christmas. So would you if you had a name like hers. Her Christmas-mad parents make the festive season last all year, and with another Christmas looming, Mis doesn’t think she can take any more. After her carelessness causes an accident at school, it seems like things can’t get any worse.

Then she wakes up to find The Ghost of Christmases Ruined in her bedroom.

She is taken to the North Pole, to a reform school run by elves determined to make her love Christmas. Stuck in a misfit group of fellow Christmas-haters with a motley crew of the weird and even weirder, watched over by elves day and night, she doesn’t expect to meet cute and funny Luke, who is hiding a vulnerable side beneath his sarcastic exterior. She doesn’t expect to fall in love with him.

But all is not as it should be at the North Pole. A certain Mr Claus is making the elves’ lives a misery, and pretty soon Mistletoe and Luke are doing more than just learning to like Christmas.

A YA romantic comedy in which Santa is the bad guy, teaching reindeer to fly is on the curriculum, and zombies have a fondness for Christmas music.

Suitable for older teens and upwards due to bad language.

 

Author Bio

jaimieadmans2Jaimie is a 28-year-old English-sounding Welsh girl with an awkward-to-spell name. She lives in South Wales and enjoys writing, gardening, drinking tea and watching horror movies. She hates spiders and cheese & onion crisps.

She has been writing for years, but has never before plucked up the courage to tell people.

She is the author of chick-lit romantic comedy Kismetology and YA romantic comedies Afterlife Academy, Not Pretty Enough, and North Pole Reform School.

Links

Website: http://www.jaimieadmans.com
Twitter: http://twitter.com/be_the_spark
Facebook: http://facebook.com/jaimieadmansbooks

Book purchase links:

Amazon.com: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00G48C42E

Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00G48C42E

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Release Day Party Not Pretty Enough

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It’s release day time for YA contemporary romantic comedy “Not Pretty Enough” by author Jamie Admans. Happy release day!

Read an Excerpt

There’s a common misconception that everyone wants big boobs. Let me tell you something: they don’t. If they’re fourteen and have a chest bigger than most of their school, including the teachers, they don’t. I’m a DD cup. People pay thousands of pounds to have their boobs enlarged to be smaller than mine. I can’t remember the last time I passed for a half fare on the bus. Or the last time a bus driver asked my face and not my chest for the fare. Everyone notices boobs when you’re my age. In fact, the only human in the world who doesn’t notice them is the one person I would quite like to notice them.

Lloyd Layton.

I’d quite like him to notice my personality too, but at this point just noticing my mere existence will do. If I have to use my boobs to lure him in, then so be it. The thing is, Lloyd Layton is hot, popular, and really, really tall. Taller than everyone else in our year. Taller than the teachers. Occasionally taller than the doorways. He knows what it’s like to be picked on for a physical attribute you can’t control. He’s different too. He knows what it’s like to be an outsider. Okay, when it comes to Lloyd Layton, he’s not really an outsider, because he’s absolutely gorgeous and loads of people like him, and I doubt anyone would dare to pick on him for anything because he could knock them flying with one swoop of his gigantic hands. But still. He’s taller than everyone and I have bigger boobs than everyone. We’re clearly a match made in heaven. It’s just a shame that he can’t see it yet.

But I’m sure he will one day soon.

I’m actually moving closer to that goal because he said one sentence to me back in December.

One sentence. Three small words. Not the three words I would like to hear him say, but I’ll take what I can get.

It was the last lesson of the last day of term before the Christmas holidays. Double technology. Not usually something to get excited about, but we came to the conclusion that the Christmas spirit had gone to Mr Vale’s head because he let us watch a movie in class instead of doing any work.

The Princess Bride.

We were allowed to pull chairs in around the TV and sit and watch a movie for two hours. Guess who pulled his chair in not that far away from mine?

Lloyd Layton.

I don’t know what happened next. I can’t explain it. It was like having an out of body experience. I’ll never understand how I had the courage to do it, but halfway through the film, I leaned over and said, “This is a good movie.” To Lloyd Layton. Better than that, he actually replied. He said, “Yes, it is.”

Three whole words.

It got even better than that again because after it was over and we were putting the chairs up on the desks, he smiled at me. A real smile. And it wasn’t at the person behind me because I was next to a wall. He smiled at me.

Now I haven’t seen him for two weeks because of the school holidays, so he’s probably forgotten I exist again. But things are going to be different this year. I’ve made some decisions. They aren’t New Year’s Resolutions as such, because I read in a magazine that people are more likely to give up on New Year’s Resolutions, and I am not going to give up on Lloyd Layton.

So, these are my New Year’s Decisions:

1. Lloyd Layton will know I exist. He has already said three whole words to me, so this is obviously progress. If I do not get a proper conversation out of him soon, then I’ll take my top off and streak through the cafeteria, because nobody could fail to notice these boobs.

2. I will not get expelled for streaking through the cafeteria.

Those are my resolutions and I’m going to stick to them, come what may. Lloyd Layton will know of my existence. You never know, maybe I’ll even be off to a jump-start and he’ll remember me as the girl who thinks The Princess Bride is a good movie.

Not Pretty Enough

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Author: Jaimie Admans

Genre: YA Contemporary Romantic Comedy

“New Year’s Resolutions:

1. Lloyd Layton will know I exist. He once said three whole words to me, so this is obviously progress. If I don’t get a proper conversation out of him soon, then I’ll take my top off and streak through the cafeteria, because nobody could fail to notice these boobs.

2. I will not get expelled for streaking through the cafeteria.”

Those are the words that begin her mission.

Chessie is fourteen, not pretty enough, and very much in love. Lloyd Layton is hot, popular, and unaware of Chessie’s existence.

Her goal is clear: to get Lloyd to love her as much as she loves him, and she has exactly one year to do it.

As Chessie’s obsession with Lloyd reaches boiling point and she starts to spin a web of lies that spiral out of control, Lloyd turns out to be not quite the prince she thought he was. Can Chessie avoid the gathering storm before things go too far?

Not Pretty Enough is a contemporary young adult comedy suitable for ages thirteen and over.

Book two in the series will be released early 2014.

Get your own copy of the book here:

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DP3Y3NY

http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00DP3Y3NY

Author Bio

jaimieadmans2Jaimie is a 28-year-old English-sounding Welsh girl with an awkward-to-spell name. She lives in South Wales and enjoys writing, gardening, drinking tea and watching horror movies. She hates spiders and cheese & onion crisps.

She has been writing for years, but has never before plucked up the courage to tell people.

She is the author of chick-lit romantic comedy Kismetology and YA Paranormal romantic comedy Afterlife Academy. Not Pretty Enough is her fourth book.

Website: http://www.jaimieadmans.com
Twitter: http://twitter.com/be_the_spark
Facebook: http://facebook.com/jaimieadmansbooks

Book Tours: Book Excerpt from Hot Spring

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I’m happy to host an excerpt today from Hot Spring. Please read on for the excerpt and a chance to win a copy of Hot Spring!

Excerpt: A guest receives an official welcome

The dark windows lit up as the train emerged from the tunnel. I moved to the window seat, attracted by the breathtaking view. The track was now elevated, so the train seemed to be flying across the bright blue sky. A marble-white station came into view, and it was decorated with large statues of curly-haired naked men making a variety of masculine poses. The cylindrical columns of the station were even larger than the statues. Next to the station was an immense tower made of various metals and shiny glass panes. The entire complex floated in the sky, and some of the higher levels were partially obscured by thick white clouds. I even managed to spot men with brilliant white wings flying up to the higher levels.

The train finally stopped. I am greeted by a three men with neat bald patches and thick dark brown robes. Their leader, who introduced himself briefly as Francis, had a very calming disposition. I presented my documents and followed these officials out of the station.

The main entrance to the large tower was guarded by more winged men standing by the sides. The guards had hair of different colors, and were extremely muscular. Many had square jaws, thick necks and big biceps. Their uniforms were golden and they carried black metallic objects with tube-like protrusions. Crowds of ordinary-looking people were noisily climbing up the seemingly endless flight of stairs. Above the stairs was a large plasma screen with the words “WELCOME TO PARADISE” in bright red font.

However, Francis led us into a small alley away from the crowd. The elevator door opened after Francis made a swipe with his pass-card. Soon we arrived at his high office, and Francis dismissed his two assistants.  His office consisted of a wooden chair and desk, with pictures of animals and a flower vase. It could probably receive about three to four guests. The overall furnishing scheme was in earth tones that matched the robe Francis was wearing. The office gave me a pleasant feeling.

Francis had a presence about him that was clearly different from the thick-necked winged men I passed earlier. He seemed to be always ready to receive people, and he clearly had an eye for his surroundings. After settling me down, he spoke,  “As the Foreign Minister, I am pleased to welcome you here. We have heard of your unique talents and hope you will enjoy your time with us. The earliest possible appointment with His Great Greatness will be tomorrow at 10 in the morning. May I suggest that you use the rest of the day to recover yourself from your long journey.”

“The rest time fills my being with gratitude.”

“Great. Let me show you your accommodation.”

To my pleasant surprise, a small room with a bed and a desk was present next to the office. The simple furnishings were easy on my eye.

“This is a nice room that will be easy to clean.  My gratitude is present.” I told Francis.

About Hot Spring

god-chuck-ebook-cover-webuse-lgeThe Wonderful Adventures of Godfrey and Chucky

Godfrey is young, wealthy and able-bodied. He has all the women you can imagine, and unbelievably deep pockets. But Godfrey wants more. His Great Greatness wants to rid the world of a menacing scourge, and restore what is truly superior to an elevated position. Why would anyone stop him? Who could possibly stop him?

Chucky arrives as the new assistant, and tries to perform every duty that is handed to him. What challenges for a dull servant! Look at him muddling through! With passports of exclusive privilege, the two adventurers make a splash in tropical Langkawi, where the water is blue and the girls are brown. Then they rendezvous with the locals in Singapore, where pleasures are plentiful and multicolored. Food and money are found in piles. Life in a global city should be, possibly, one of uninterrupted leisure…shouldn’t it?

Desire is a seductively red piece of jade, which resides even in our dreams.

“I am a healthy, strong and sexy male with a life, most of it sex life.” – Godfrey Mann

“I did not know how to reply, since the words were difficult to speak.” – Chucky

Author Bio

I committed myself to writing playful and profound books for discerning readers of good taste. I hope to give to my readers delightful characters in moving scenes that will help all of us to appreciate life better.

I have lived in parts of Asia, USA and Europe, so I hope to combine these diverse experiences to craft some great literature.

Links

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17227290-the-wonderful-adventures-of-godfrey-and-chucky

Author Website: http://www.godfreychucky.com/

Buy from Kobo: http://www.kobobooks.com/ebook/The-Wonderful-Adventures-Godfrey-Chucky/book-NQYQUKGIbUGq0zRHM-Jvag/page1.html?s=zqrnKeiLgkq5BRmcoIuP3A&r=1

Giveaway

If you can give an answer to one of the three questions below, you’ll be entered into a raffle for one of five eBook copies of Hot Spring. Please mail your replies to ddaiichi@gmail.com and put ‘Enchanted Book Promotions’ in your subject line.

If you can’t find your answer in the excerpt here, check out the other excerpts featured during the tour for an answer.

Godfrey and Chucky giveaway quiz
1. Chucky is Godfrey’s

  • a. Golf buddy
  • b. Temporary servant
  • c. Love interest
  • d. Page boy

2. What is Godfrey’s other name?

  • a. Godly
  • b. Goodness
  • c. Gawd
  • d. Godzilla

3. Where do Godfrey and Chucky stay in Singapore?

  • a. A Bed and Breakfast Inn called Geylang Eggs
  • b. A modern business hotel called Quickie Profits
  • c. A colonial style luxury hotel called the Raffles Hotel
  • d. A Chinese-themed luxury hotel called the Red Jade Palace Hotel

Starter Day Party Hot Spring

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I’m hosting the starter day party for Hot Spring today. The tour runs from April 16th – April 30th.

Tour Schedule

April 16: Starter Day Party @ I Heart Reading

April 18th: Book Excerpt @ The Book Daily

April 19: Book Excerpt @ I Heart Reading

April 21st: Author Interview @ Cassidy Crimson’s Blog

April 23rd: Book Excerpt @ 365 Days of WordPress

April 24th: Book Excerpt @ Bookaholic Ramblings

April 25th: Author Interview @ The Single Librarian

April 26th: Book Excerpt @ Forever Book Lover

April 27: Book Excerpt @ Books, Books and More Books

April 29th: Author Interview @ Majanka’s Blog

April 30th: Book Excerpt @ I’m an Eclectic Reader

About Hot Spring

god-chuck-ebook-cover-webuse-lgeThe Wonderful Adventures of Godfrey and Chucky

Godfrey is young, wealthy and able-bodied. He has all the women you can imagine, and unbelievably deep pockets. But Godfrey wants more. His Great Greatness wants to rid the world of a menacing scourge, and restore what is truly superior to an elevated position. Why would anyone stop him? Who could possibly stop him?

Chucky arrives as the new assistant, and tries to perform every duty that is handed to him. What challenges for a dull servant! Look at him muddling through! With passports of exclusive privilege, the two adventurers make a splash in tropical Langkawi, where the water is blue and the girls are brown. Then they rendezvous with the locals in Singapore, where pleasures are plentiful and multicolored. Food and money are found in piles. Life in a global city should be, possibly, one of uninterrupted leisure…shouldn’t it?

Desire is a seductively red piece of jade, which resides even in our dreams.

“I am a healthy, strong and sexy male with a life, most of it sex life.” – Godfrey Mann

“I did not know how to reply, since the words were difficult to speak.” – Chucky

Author Bio

I committed myself to writing playful and profound books for discerning readers of good taste. I hope to give to my readers delightful characters in moving scenes that will help all of us to appreciate life better.

I have lived in parts of Asia, USA and Europe, so I hope to combine these diverse experiences to craft some great literature.

Links

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17227290-the-wonderful-adventures-of-godfrey-and-chucky

Author Website: http://www.godfreychucky.com/

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Book Review: The Chick Flick Project by Courtney Elliott

13570404Title: The Chick Flick Project
Author: Courtney Elliott
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Comedy
Publisher: Senzuri Books
Publication Date: November 7th 2012
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Review copy provided by Enchanted Book Promotions in exchange for honest review.

Ally Nichols is fed up with constantly putting herself out there to only be rejected again and again. After her most recent failure, she comes up with a solution. She decides to start modeling her love life after all of the big screen’s most recognizable love stories. Hilarity, heartbreak, mishaps and mayhem ensue. She hopes that maybe one of them actually figured out the secret to true love. The only problem: no one ever told her that sometimes your Hollywood Happy Ending is where you least expect to find it.

The Chick Flick Project by Courtney Elliott is a delightful, fun read that left me laughing out loud at times, and sometimes made me bite my nails waiting for what was to come next. Ally Nichols is a reporter for a women’s magazine, and is determined to find out whether all those Hollywood love stories would work in real life. She goes on a quest to re-enact the circumstances of several Hollywood classics lik “How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days” and “Dirty Dancing.” While sometimes it looks she may succeed, most of her tries fail miserably. Will she ever find love? Or is a Hollywood ending not something Ally can hope for?

The greatest thing about this book is Ally’s voice. She’s so funny and quirky, I instantly connected with her. From page one, she talks to the reader like they’re her friends, and there’s a certain humor to the writing voice that made me tumble into the story as soon as I started reading. On top of that, the premise is really interesting. Have you never wished Hollywoo movies would happen in real life? I certainly have, and the way Ally tests them is of course hilarious. She seems a bit naief at first, but she quickly grows as a character and gets over that.

I also liked Ally’s friends, Jill and Zack, and their weekly schedules: Italian Night, for instance, was hilarious. Zack was probably my favorite character, next to Ally. It’s obvious from the start how much he cares about her, and he constantly warns her not to do anything stupid by going on dates with people she hardly knows. Sometimes his warnings are with good reason, other times he seems a bit overprotective, but in a cute way.

The only thing I didn’t like about this book was the ending. I don’t want to spoil it, but something happens then that’s totally unrealistic and completely doesn’t work for me. One of the guys Ally meets during her experiment comes back in the picture, and well, what follows is…odd. That’s the only word I have for it.

However, don’t let that scare you away from the book. It’s well written, fast-paced and the voice flows very well. The story never stops either: Ally practically rolls from one experiment into the other.

If you’re a fan of click flick movies, or romantic comedies, check out this book. I promise you’ll laugh.

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Release Day Party Sunstruck

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Today I’m hosting a release day party for Sunstruck, a parody/satire by author Mayra Calvani.

About Sunstruck

Sunstruck_medA fun, quirky, beach summer read by Twilight Times Books!

Daniella is an architecture student living with her narcissistic artist boyfriend in San Juan. Abandoned by her father at an early age, Daniella always falls for the ‘wrong’ type of man. Her most enduring male relationship so far has been with her cat.

Several strange mysteries are threaded through Daniella’s everyday life: her ex-husband, Ismael, has just opened an outlandish hotel for animal lovers that has her distraught; Ismael’s wife, a rich woman Daniella fondly refers to as ‘Lady Dracula’, has some gruesome ways to keep her skin looking young; Daniella’s mother is founding a revolutionary, feminist society called The Praying Mantises; the island’s national forest is being depleted of hallucinogenic mushrooms; meanwhile, young girls are disappearing and there’s a nut loose dressed as Zorro slashing the rear ends of women who wear miniskirts.

Oppressed by all these eccentric characters, Daniella feels herself falling into an abyss. Then something terrible happens, making Daniella wake from her stupor and take charge of her life.

Read an excerpt.

Special Offer

Sunstruck will have a special reduced price of $2.99 instead of the regular price of $5.95 during August 15th. This is an excellent opportunity to go purchase the book right NOW!

Also, we are offering the below gift with purchase offer…

Purchase Sunstruck and receive FREE download e-Book of Dark Lullaby.

Review Snippets

“Dark and quirky humor coupled with quixotic characters adds to the surprising mix found in Sunstruck… I’ve never read a book remotely like it. Everything from the humorously weird to the acutely macabre can be found between these covers, and then some.” –Laurel Johnson, Midwest Book Review.

“Highly entertaining!”—Romance Junkies.

“Calvani has taken human nature and put it under a microscope–a warped and slightly cracked microscope. Proving once again that she is a master storyteller in multiple genres, “Sunstruck” by Mayra Calvani is both witty and brilliant.” — The Book Connection

“Mayra Calvani is a master of wit. The descriptions contain just the right telling detail, as when she describes Daniella’s red hair as the color you’d get if you mixed brandy, carrots, and raspberries in a blender. Calvani makes the absurd seem reasonable. I found myself nodding at death from hiccups, coffee enemas, and drugged cats. The writing is exquisite, and the narrative strangely compelling. Do yourself a favor and snap this one up.”—Margaret Fieland, reviewer

“Sunstruck is like a nutty Whodunit with a little twist. Who really is in the Zorro costume? With all the crazy characters I caught myself pointing fingers again and again. A great read that will make you forget where you are, while you giggle yourself to complete oblivion from all the silliness.” –Autumn Blues Reviews

“This book was so crazy it was fantastic. Talk about a nutty twisty book this is it and all in good fun.” –Babs Book Bistro

“…[A] funny satire that reaches into the realms of paranormal and horror as well as mystery and women’s issues.” — Anne K. Edwards, mystery author

“Salvador Dali meets Terry Gilliam…Monty Python’s Flying Circus would be proud.” — The Blue Iris Journal

About the Author

Award-winning author Mayra Calvani has penned over ten books for children and adults in genres ranging from picture books to satire to paranormal fantasy novels. She’s had over 300 articles,
short stories, interviews and reviews published in magazines such as The Writer, Writer’s Journal and Bloomsbury Review, among others. She has lived in America, Asia, the Middle East, and now lives in Brussels, Belgium.

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