Monday, January 6, 2020

Rogue's Angels Present: No Easy Catch by Jaqueline Snowe

Please welcome Jaqueline Snowe author of No Easy Catch

Jaqueline Snowe will be awarding a $25 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. 



No Easy Catch
byJaqueline Snowe

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GENRE  YA/NA Romance

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BLURB:

A jock and a party girl teaming up—makes total sense, right? Actually, maybe…

Ambar Hernandez is a senior communications major who has no idea what she wants to do in life. She spends most of her time working on her blog after gaining a lot of readers with a story she wrote junior year and…never followed up on. The last thing she expects is an angry jock accusing her of involvement in a scam that could shake the college to its foundations.

Jeff Maddow should be focused on his senior season of baseball and not the suspicious activity happening on the team. It’s his time to shine and get drafted, but after seeing incriminating evidence, he can’t not investigate. And his first lead is the campus blogger…who’s related to a name in the document he saw.

Ambar’s been coasting, writing about campus fashion and hook-ups rather than politics and economics, but when Jeff shows up at her place spouting wild accusations, she agrees to help him just to prove the stubborn athlete wrong.

Long nights, impassioned arguments, close quarters…both Jeff and Ambar find opposites more than attract when things heat up.

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EXCERPT:

Everything would be blown. The story, my cover, all of it, if he recognized me That was the entire point of dressing up—to be just another girl flirting in a bar.

Shit.

How do I escape this? Should I run out? Pretend I don’t see him? Throw my coffee in his face? A ploy…something to throw him off my scent. That’s it.

Without thinking a second longer, I marched past Max and up to Jeff. “Hey, baby. I missed you.”

He didn’t have time to react before I threw my free arm around his neck and dragged his face down to mine. His lips were cold and hard, not unlike his reluctance to trust me. In all the ways I’d secretly fantasized about kissing Jeff, none of them were like this, stiff and awkward in a coffee shop. It was three seconds of agonizing embarrassment before something shifted. Awareness fluttered in my lower abdomen when he placed his hands on my hips, drawing me closer to him. His lips weren’t hard anymore. His entire body softened against me and he kissed me.

Like, a holy-shit,-my-crush-likes-me type of kiss. He opened his mouth slightly and teased mine with his tongue, sending a bolt of attraction through me that had my thoughts getting fuzzy. He tasted like mint and smelled like fresh air—a combination lethal enough to make me forget why we were kissing.

But it didn’t matter in those seconds where our mouths were connected and his hands were on me. I felt that kiss all the way down to my cold toes and I curled them in my boots when he slid his tongue deeper into my mouth. It wasn’t until I groaned that he stopped. When he broke our connection, it was a rush of overwhelming realization that we were in public and the kiss wasn’t real.

He stared down at me with his gray eyes swirling with just as many confusing emotions as I had. “Wh…hey?”

My throat was clogged with words I wanted to say, but the force of that kiss made me speechless. Instead, I grabbed his gloved hand and dragged him out of the coffee shop and onto the sidewalk. “Max was in there and he recognized me from Tuesday. I panicked.”

“Your plan was to kiss the hell out of me instead?” he asked, an amused grin forming on his face. His lips were a little red and it brought me an insane amount of pride to know I was the reason why. “Tell me how that plan helped.”



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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Jaqueline Snowe lives in Arizona where the "dry heat" really isn't that bad. She identifies as a full-blown Gryffindor and prefers drinking coffee all hours of the day. She is the mother to two fur-babies who don’t realize they aren’t humans and a new mom to her adorable son. Her life revolves around balancing her day job in education and her incessant need to write and explore the world with her wonderful baseball-loving husband.


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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION and RAFFLECOPTER CODE:

Jaqueline Snowe will be awarding a $25 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. 

Sunday, January 5, 2020

EditingByAngels


Editing by Angels

Rogue’s Angels would like to help make the publishing process a little bit easier. We offer editing, proofreading, and covers at a reasonable price. 

Rogues Angels have years of editing experience, starting in the 90’s. Please check out resumes at the Rogue’s Angels blog: http://roguesangels.blogspot.com

Editing plus proofreading rates are:

$150 for under 50K words
$250 for 50K to 100K words
$350 for over 100K words.

Covers price varies. Once a cover is used it will not be used again. Check out pre-made covers at:


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Saturday, January 4, 2020

Trodding old pathways


Aren't they beautiful? Broken but beautiful. That's they way I feel some days... shining but broken. 
It was the death knell of my youth when I was no longer able to wear my high heels. [Old person thing -- arthritis in my feet.]  I whined for a few days, okay weeks, and started checking out all the flat shoes. I realized I have a medical excuse to wear tennis shoes all the time. Maybe this isn't so bad after all.

I recently perused my 'to be written' manuscripts. Some of them are worth finishing and others... well, they need a lot of work right now. So, I will revisit old stories started when I was a newbie writer and the ideas flowed freely, as well as continuing on my series. I've adjusted my focus and am learning to temper the need to keep up with those writers who are blessed with the ability to create nonstop.

My drummer moves just a little bit slower.

Sable Angel

Friday, January 3, 2020

New Year, New Outlook


Happy New Year!



Time has a way of sneaking past the older you get. Plans set far in the future zip by on a bullet train and leave one in a hurricane of wind.

We all go through the 'making resolutions', and, subsequently, breaking resolutions. What say we scale down our resolve? Not ignore it but adjust it.

It's not a bad idea to spend two or three hours taking stock of the past year. What was amazing? What was -- not so amazing? Do you desire to make more of a difference in your life, your community?

The key here is the ability every 365 days to start fresh. What will you do differently? 

Sable Angel

#EditingByAngels


Editing by Angels

Rogue’s Angels would like to help make the publishing process a little bit easier. We offer editing, proofreading, and covers at a reasonable price. 

Rogues Angels have years of editing experience, starting in the 90’s. Please check out resumes at the Rogue’s Angels blog: http://roguesangels.blogspot.com

Editing plus proofreading rates are:

$150 for under 50K words
$250 for 50K to 100K words
$350 for over 100K words.

Covers price varies. Once a cover is used it will not be used again. Check out pre-made covers at:


For more information contact Christine Young ~ achristay@aol.com

AVAILABLE  COVERS:


Thursday, January 2, 2020

#CheckInAndShareDay


It's Check In Day.

Let's Make Fireworks


Time to pay the piper! How did you do? How much did you write? Did words explode on your WIP?

This is the Rogue's Angels weekly check-in. Every Thursday we encourage the Angels and visitors to let us know how their writing is going.

How well are you doing?

Had problems this week? That's ok. Just sit down this coming week and write. Whatever you do, don't let difficulties from the week before get in your way this week.

Every word is one word closer to the finished product.

Foolish For Piper, is done and is up on Amazon and other sellers.  Loving Leslie, the first draft is finished. I have started work on I'm a Sucker For Wynnie a novella in the Angel's Halloween Anthology. Waiting for My Sweet Broc to come back from the editor. This book is the first book in the Bad Boys series.


Busy, busy, busy!

Wednesday, January 1, 2020

#ChristmasPawsabilities #Humor #Fantasy


Title: Christmas Pawsibilities
Author: Genie Gabriel
Genre: Fantasy
Book Heat Level: 1
Price: 2.99

Buy at: Amazon


TAGLINE

The dogizens of Planet Candid crash land on Earth in the midst of Aunt Maddie’s zany family planning a Christmas wedding.

BLURB: Christmas Pawsabilities 

With their world destroyed and their space ship malfunctioning, the dogizens of Planet Canid have little choice but to crash land on Earth--in the midst of Aunt Maddie's zany family planning the Christmas wedding of Ryan and elfenchaun, Dori. Under cover of a Nertz tournament staged by the Blue-Haired Ladies, the family hides the royal dogizens from a dastardly plan to use them for tortuous experiments by the evil commander of the Geeks in Green.


EXCERPT: Christmas Pawsabilities

“So where is this alien craft?”
Fletcher had never completely trusted Commander Viktor Atrocitor. Since he had taken command of GIG two years ago, the atmosphere at the agency had become cold and suspicious, like the man himself. He seemed carved from six and a half feet of granite, blocky and scowling.
“It has disappeared.” Fletcher knew this statement would draw Atrocitor’s ire and disdain, but what was the use of denying the obvious?
“Fool! Can you do nothing right?” Atrocitor turned to the GIG agents waiting at a wary distance. “Search the neighborhood. Someone must have seen something or is hiding them.”
While Atrocitor berated Fletcher, other GIG agents spread throughout the neighborhood, offending pretty much everyone by demanding they stay in their houses while their property was overrun and searched.
After two hours of fruitless searching, Commander Atrocitor called a halt. “If you want to save your career and this town, you will bring me these aliens within twenty-four hours.”
As Fletcher watched the caravan of GIG vehicles disappear down the road out of Watermark, he felt like a six-year-old kid again. Bullied and humiliated for his belief that beings from distant galaxies simply wanted to explore and build alliances. They weren’t like aliens in movies who wanted to destroy humanity.
That’s why Fletcher started working at Geeks in Green. He thought he found other humans like himself who believed alliances with aliens could benefit everyone. Now he was starting to believe the rumors about Commander Atrocitor being heartless and determined to eliminate aliens were true. How could he know for sure?
His thoughts were interrupted when Agnes staggered out the back door toward the barn. “Who’s disturbing my goats?”
With her hair disheveled and her clothes askew, she did indeed look as if she had spent a raucous night of partying—the after-effects of being zapped by a ray gun.
Laycee and Fletcher followed Agnes into the barn, where the spacecraft was once again visible. Now the hatch was open, with guards standing on either side pointing ray guns at Agnes, Laycee and Fletcher.
“Holy extraterrestrial!”
With a sizzle of purple, one of the alien guards fired his gun and Fletcher crumpled to the ground.
“Why did you do that?” Ryan hustled out of the spacecraft.
“He is of GIG,” one of the guards stated. “He is a danger to our Queen.”
“Is he dead?” Ryan knelt over Fletcher’s inert body.
“Simply stunned. We will revive him when the danger to our Queen is gone.” The two guards loaded Fletcher onto a transport board, which levitated and moved inside the spacecraft.
“Your mouth isn’t moving but I can hear your words.” Laycee’s shocked whisper matched the stunned expression in her eyes.
“Our Canine Queen is birthing and is not to be disturbed.” This time the alien’s mouth moved as he spoke, and he looked like any other human except for a twinkle of star light in his eyes. “Weren’t you getting milk for the royal puppies?”
“Yes.” Ryan refocused his attention on this task, determined to ignore Laycee’s presence. What was she doing here anyway? “Agnes, do you have milk from your goats?”
“My goats don’t much like to be milked.”
“Surely it can’t be that difficult,” Ryan said.
Agnes lifted an eyebrow. “You’re welcome to try. I’ll get a clean bucket.”
Determined to get milk for the Queen’s puppies, Ryan began stalking one of the goats.
“I think it should be a female,” Laycee said.
Ryan felt like a first grader again. “I knew that.”
Laycee coughed behind her hand to cover her laughter. “There’s a girl goat on top of the space ship.”
Ryan looked up the curved, smooth surface. “Maybe there’s another girl somewhere easier to reach.”
He stepped around the space ship and over the boards broken when the craft crashed through the roof. “There’s a girl! Help me get her into a stall.”
“Um-kay.”
While Ryan circled around the nanny goat one way, Laycee closed in on her from the other side. The little goat narrowed her eyes at the humans and, when they were within a couple feet of her, she let out a bleat and ran between Ryan’s legs. Startled, he stumbled and dropped to one knee.
“Watch out!” Laycee’s shout made Ryan turn in time to see an irritated male goat charging toward him.




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