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27 things you need to know about Laura Hamilton Fitz but were afraid to ask!!!! Karen Vaughan

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Let’s get to know Laura Fitz aka Cookie the corpse Magnet

  1. What is your story? MC in the Laura & Gerry Mystery series I am a bit of a corpse magnet in that every where I go there is a dead dude or lady and I jump into the fray to catch the killer with the Help of hubby and Det. Gibbons.
  2. Who are you?  I am Laura Hamilton Fitz
  3. Where do you live? Toronto Canada
  4. Are you the hero of your own story? Usually with some calamity thrown my way
  5. What is your problem in the story? I am usually the poor sucker to find any number of dead people from a dude rotting on my living room floor to finding a dead guy in our dumpster at our building. This is getting old really fast,
  6. Do you embrace conflict? No I try to avoid it where possible but…

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Yep, I’m a Plotter

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Like most authors, I receive emails from aspiring writers asking about my writing process. Most are referring to being a Panster or a Plotter, and admittedly, I have been both over the years, and some want to know about the writing process as a whole.

Early in my writing career, I took the Panster path. Starting with an idea and simply running with it to see where it would eventually take me. I had a general idea of where I was going, but somehow, my characters always seemed to lead me exactly where I needed to go to finish the story. Writing off the top of my head, having no idea which direction the story would take or end up, did work for me for a few years.

As my writing evolved, that process changed for me. Why? Honestly, I have no idea. I found my self Plotting instead of…

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Living In The Backup Plan: Part 1

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Living In The Backup Plan: Part 1

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drawers and mirror 8-3-16 finishedWhy am I on a stool in this bar, Danie thought staring into her G&T in the East End London? Why she was drinking a Gin and Tonic was easy. It was the go-to drink of her favorite detective character by B. C. Beaton. And she supposed this travel to London England was too, in a way. One of the planes leaving out of Philadelphia heading away from her life was to England. Agatha Raisin’s England. Britain or Italy were the choices having ancestors from both countries.
The pub was in a centuries-old darkish building with a wooden beamed low ceiling and yet the candlelit lamps around the room gave it an attractive atmosphere. The place was crowded with thirtysomethings occupying both ends of the bar with her in the middle fitting right in being four years younger. Some of the tables had the seventies and counting ups crowd at…

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STELLA AND LAURA ARE AT IT AGAIN –SARCASM REIGNS SUPREME IN DEAD AIR BY KAREN VAUGHAN

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SASSY-SARCASMStella has been in prison for offing her ex husband Larry. Laura is surprised yet appalled to find her nemesis standing on her door step a scant 2 years after going up the river.

It’s obvious Stella is as feisty and sarcastic as ever since her time “inside”  Get ready for a battle of wits.

OPENING SCENE

early Wednesday afternoon, a knock at our door signalled the end of my peace and quiet for the day. I rushed to the door to answer it “coming, keep your pants on!”

I opened it to see someone I never expected to lay eyes on again… “Stella?”

“Yes, I’m back.” She stood there smiling.

“What the…?” I replied. I really didn’t want to know the answer but you know I had to ask

. “Don’t say it Laura. I heard enough bad language in the clink.”

“… Which is where you’re supposed to…

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Sidetracked by Dellani Oakes Part 66

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Sidetracked by Dellani Oakes Part 66

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“Is something wrong?”

“What? No. Just thinking…. They’ve offered me Mona’s job.”

Deirdre knew there had been a temporary manager in her place, since her arrest.

“Would it mean moving?”

“No. They want me at this store. It might mean a change down the line, but unlikely. I’ve worked at the same store since it opened. I know it better than anyone else. It would mean a few business trips for meetings, but no more jaunts for set ups. What do you say? You want to be the wife of the store manager?”

“Yes! It’s a wonderful opportunity for you!”

“I hoped you’d say that, because I accepted almost as soon as the words left the district manager’s lips. This would put me on a fast track for his job, in a few years…

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Release Blitz: The Change by C.V. Leigh

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Release Blitz: The Change by C.V. Leigh

DEBUT URBAN FANTASY NOVEL RELEASED

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On 8th May 2019, Somerset-based fantasy author, C.V. Leigh will release her debut urban fantasy novel ‘THE CHANGE’ on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited through traditional Irish publishers, Tirgearr Publishing.

Book Blurb:

Kincaid pack Alpha, Alistair, has called his family back to their ancestral home in the Scottish Cairngorms. His wife, Megan, is losing control of her ability to shift and it has him rattled. When it comes to light that Nathan Trevell, Megan’s ex and the lycanthrope who turned her, has travelled from the States and is in the UK, closing in on his family, Alistair is even more determined to keep everyone safe.

Nathan isn’t deterred by the Kincaid pack. He’s in the UK for a very specific reason, a reason that threatens to turn the lives of the Kincaids upside down – and possibly endanger them.

Being cooped up together in Faol Hall only serves to highlight the differences between the Kincaids, and fighting soon breaks out. Can they put aside their issues and present a united front, before it’s too late?

Extract:

Faol Hall, Cairngorms

Alistair Kincaid watched helplessly as his wife was taken over by the beast that lurked beneath her skin. She trembled in his arms, her teeth chattering, eyes rolling back until the dark green he longed to gaze into had been replaced by pure white. Her mouth relaxed and opened, her canines elongated and tapered into a sharp point.

“Shit. Hold on, Megan.” He rocked her back and forth, smoothing his hand down her long, brunette hair, still damp from where she’d been in the shower. Strands clung to her face and arms. Sweat beaded on her forehead. She clawed at his bare arms, leaving long scratches.

He looked around the large bathroom, desperately searching for some way to help her. The shower head still spewed into the cubicle. Water splattered against the tiles, droplets raced down the glass screen. A green pouch sat on top of the medicine cabinet, taunting him. Megan needed the drugs inside it, but she needed him to hold her steady as well.

“Jacob!” He could only pray his brother hadn’t gone for a run. “Shit… it’s okay, Megan, it’s okay… I’m here.” He stumbled over the words, each one catching in his throat.

“N-n-n…” A sound, nothing more, tumbled from her lips. “Nay-n-n-nay…” She repeated it over and over again. Coarse, dark brown hairs began to push through the smooth skin of her arms. She released an agonising cry that tore through him, leaving his heart in tattered shreds.

“Jake!” he called again.

“I’m here.” His younger brother filled the doorway, as wide as he was tall; a wall of pure muscle and brute strength. “Fuck.”

Megan’s bones cracked. Bile rose in Alistair’s throat. “Get the sedative,” he said, nodding at the cabinet.

Jacob pulled the little bag down, along with the amber pill bottles that had been stored next to it. A bottle snapped open, and tiny tablets spiralled towards the drain. “Fuck, I’m sorry.” Jacob fumbled with the bag’s zip.

“Just get the damn drugs,” Alistair snapped, spittle landing on his bottom lip. Sweat dripped down his brow. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold her–how much longer it would be before she was taken over completely, lost to him.

Jacob found the syringe. He attached a needle, then plunged it into a vial and withdrew the clear liquid. He knelt beside his brother and grabbed Megan’s naked leg, then tugged it towards him. After sitting on her ankle to stop her from wrestling away from him, he stabbed the needle into the thick muscle of her thigh.

The animalistic growl Megan released was enough to curdle blood, ripping from her throat and filling Alistair with dread. Her eyes were wide, the usually-green irises now burning chartreuse, flecked with gold and amber. She grunted and groaned, panted for breath. “F-fuck… y-you…” Her voice was low and gruff, cracked by the venom coursing through her veins. Her sights fixed on Jacob, watching his every movement.

Jacob stood, syringe in hand.

Buy Links:

Pre-order for 99p / 99c on Kindle!

Links to THE CHANGE can be found on the publisher’s website:

http://www.tirgearrpublishing.com/authors/Leigh_CV/the-change.htm

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About the Author:

Originally from the Nottingham/Lincoln borders, C.V. Leigh now lives in Somerset with her family and pets. She comes from a long line of natural witches, and spent her childhood learning to read tea leaves from her grandmother and Tarot from her mother, so it’s no surprise that she has a love for the fantastical and paranormal.

When she’s not creating new worlds, C.V. enjoys reading with a hot cup of tea, or exploring the beautiful countryside that Somerset has to offer.

C.V. Leigh’s favourite authors include Kelley Armstrong, George R.R. Martin, Douglas Adams, Grant Naylor, Terry Pratchett, and Roald Dahl.

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Sidetracked by Dellani Oakes Part 65

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Sidetracked by Dellani Oakes Part 65

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Deirdre smiled, wiping her eyes, as she nodded. She listened to that song nearly every day, and loved it.

“Without further adieu, mes aimes have more great music for you. Join us in celebrating this special night. And if Fred and Deirdre recall, this is the anniversary of the first time I met them, and was welcomed into their home and family.”

The evening progressed with a variety of music that Deirdre and Fred loved. After they ate, they joined others on the dance floor, to one side of the stage. Near the end of the program, Eoin took his place center stage once more, now dressed as Angelique.

“This is the last dance of the night, ladies and gentlemen. Your boys tell me this is the first song you ever danced to as…

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