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Elizabeth Einspanier: Heart of Steel

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About Heart of Steel

When reclusive cyborg Alistair Mechanus meets his captive, ER doctor Julia Parker, it is love at first sight–for him. While he eagerly drops his plans for World Conquest to woo her, ten years of solitude have left his social skills badly rusted. When his misguided act of kindness spirals out of control, however, Julia is forced to trust the mad genius with her life, and she discovers the vulnerable side under his armored plating. She has the skills he needs to unlock his forgotten past, but learning who he used to be may come at the cost of his remaining sanity.

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Julia stopped in the doorway, pulling her hand out of Mechanus’. He turned to see what the matter was, and saw that she was looking past him, openmouthed, at the collection of plants on display. Mechanus followed her gaze in momentary confusion; he’d seen the flowers a thousand times before, and could easily look up the scientific name of every single specimen here and in the other two dozen greenhouses he had. He had detailed files about each specimen, after all.

Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000026_00026]It occurred to him that he ought to say something.

“This is…” he began. No. Not quite right. He cleared his throat. “Welcome to Greenhouse Fourteen.” There. Much better.

“I’m just… surprised you have something like this here,” Julia said. “I mean, everything else has been so…” She fell silent.

“So…?” Mechanus prompted.

“Industrialized.”

“Well, food has to come from somewhere,” he pointed out. You can only do so much by replicating proteins and complex sugars, and my chimeras don’t seem to like the nutrient slurries at all. I grow fruits and vegetables in greenhouses like this one, as well as grains and medicinal plants that I’ve gathered from all over the world.” He took her hand and led her on into the greenhouse. “For example, did you know that there are over 200 species of plant that have the potential to cure cancer?”

“I was talking about the flowers, but cancer cures are impressive, too.”

Idiot. Of course the flowers. Women liked flowers. “If you enjoy them,” he said, recovering with what he deemed sufficient grace, “I could give you one of my greenhouses. They’re self-maintaining, each with their own crew of maintenance drones who will ensure that they will remain healthy and green for the foreseeable future.”

About the Author

MEDIA KIT ElizabethHeadshot copyElizabeth Einspanier is the self-published author of the Weird Western novella Sheep’s Clothing and the upcoming sci-fi romance novel Heart of Steel. Her short stories have been published in Down in the Dirt and Dark Fire Fiction. She is a member of the St. Louis Writer’s Guild and an associate member of the Horror Writers of America. She lives in St. Louis, but frequently spends extended periods in worlds of her own creation.

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Allyson Lindt & Sofia Grey: Return To Emerald City

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About Return to Emerald City

A Collection of Sci-fi Romance Novellas Inspired by The Wizard of Oz

Dorothy’s Red Shoes

There’s no place like home… Dorothy is already feeling homesick for Emerald City, and wonders if taking a job halfway around the world was a mistake. When her love life crumbles–again–will she run for home?

His Replay Girl

If he only had the nerve… Ten years ago, Quinn made the best choice of his life, and the biggest mistake. It’s true, his band, Lionheart, is one of the biggest in the world, but how much does it mean if he can’t tell the woman he loves how he feels?

His Reboot Girl

If only he had a brain… Scott woke up with his head spinning and not much else going on up there. Now he’s a suspect in a terrorist plot, and on the run. One woman insists she’s the key to his past and his freedom. Too bad he doesn’t remember her.

His Rewind Girl

If he only had a heart…. Cam is as much machine as man. There are days he loathes the CyGes implants that saved his life but couldn’t do the same for his family. They replaced his limbs, but now he needs someone to mend his heart.

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Cover_Return to Emerald City copyHer voice was familiar. Her face wasn’t. Then again, my entire memory consisted of the last thirty minutes. She could have been my sister, if I had one, and I wouldn’t have known.

“We have to leave.” The pretty blonde glanced over her shoulder, as though listening for something. “The police will be here any minute.” She snapped her attention back to me. “Baby…” She hesitated. “If you want to stay free, we leave right now.”

Why was I in the hospital? Thoughts tumbled through my head in random patterns. If my brain were a computer, it would have suffered a catastrophic failure and be struggling to come back on line. How did I know her? Without waiting for my reply, she dug into a shoulder bag and pulled out a bundle of clothes. “Here, put these on.” She turned to the bank of monitors beside the bed, flicked switches, and yanked the sticky pads from my chest and wrists, to let them drop to the floor. It stung. She ripped a larger pad from my forehead, and the monitor began beeping. The tiny jolts of discomfort acted like a slap in the face. They woke me up.

About the Author

Allyson Lindt is a full-time geek and a fuller-time contemporary romance author. She prefers that her geeky heroes come with the alpha expansion pack and adores a heroine who can hold her own in a boardroom. She loves a sexy happily-ever-after and helping deserving cubicle dwellers find their futures together.

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Romance author Sofia Grey spends her days managing projects in the corporate world and her nights hanging out with wolf shifters and alpha males. She devours pretty much anything in the fiction line, but she prefers her romances to be hot, and her heroes to have hidden depths. When writing, she enjoys peeling back the layers to expose her characters’ flaws and always makes them work hard for their happy endings.

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Catch Sofia & Allyson blogging at www.GeminiGirls.com

Rie Warren: On Her Watch

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About On Her Watch

The year is 2071 and all hell has broken loose. As the government tries to control the territories that were once the United States, an armed rebellion erupts . . .

AWOL from her military post, Lieutenant Liz Grant will do anything for the rebels she now calls friends. Her latest mission: return to the Beta Corps army and obtain classified information that could turn the battle in the revolutionaries’ favor. There’s only one problem: Commander Linc Cutler.

Strong, coldly handsome, and always in control, Linc is perplexed by the beautiful soldier brought in for questioning. He doesn’t know if he believes her explanation for why she went missing. He only knows his intense sexual desire for her cannot be denied.

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Pulling the mouth of an oven open, I threw the sheaf of papers inside. Orange flames licked the paper, tendrils of heat turning my weakness and words to flame.

Cover_On Her WatchAt my back, another heat shivered up my spine. Linc hadn’t made a sound but I felt him. Hunched in front of the furnace, not looking back, I asked, “Let me guess, Little Miss Piss tipped you off?”

His footsteps rang while he ranged closer. “Are you having issues with El Tee Burr already? She just returned from a mission.”

Sabine Burr, snitch bitch, a burr in my backside.

“Nah. We’re destined to be best friends.” I closed the iron gate of the furnace and swiveled around to perform a desultory salute. “Commander.”

“Grant.” He ambled closer.

“If Burr didn’t come crying to you then why are you here?”

“I was looking for you, and I could ask the same of you.” Perspiration tracked down my neck and he watched it with avid attention before asking, “What are you burning?”

“My bras.”

A grin lit up his whole face, putting Nate’s pair of dimples to shame. “Maybe I should fish them out.”

“Help yourself.” I stepped aside, hoping to break the strange intensity growing between us.

“I think those were personal records you’d rather not have anyone see.” Tilting his head to the side, he gave some serious attention to my chest before adding, “Not your brassieres.”

“I think the heat’s getting to you, sir.”

His advance brought him against me. “What are you hiding?”

About the Author

AuthorPicA Yankee transplant via the UK and other wild journeys, Rie happily landed in Charleston, South Carolina, with her English artisan husband and their two small daughters–one an aspiring diva, the other a future punk rocker. After earning her degree in Fine Arts, Rie promptly gave up paintbrushes and canvas for paper and pen (because she decided being a writer was equally as good an idea as being an artist, of course it was). That was fifteen years ago, her writing career started! With a manuscript of super epic proportions! Safely stored under a lace doily in a filing cabinet. Possibly in England . . .

Since then she’s done this and that, here and there, usually in the nonprofit arena, until she returned to her dream of being a writer. Even though Rie basks in the glorious southern sunshine as often as she can, she’s mostly a nocturnal creature adjourning to her writer’s atelier (spare bedroom) in search of her next devious plot twist or delicious passionate tryst.

No matter what genre or gender pairing she’s writing, she combines a sexy southern edge with humor and heart–and a taste of darkness.

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Victoria Pinder and “The Zoastra Affair”

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Setting the Scene: A Letter From a Character

by Victoria Pinder

Dear Diary,

It’s been a while since I wrote in a book. My life has changed. Now that I’m back in the pink haired girl’s body, I’m safe again. I had to steal Grace’s body. But it was a shameful act. People can’t wrap their minds on any goal that might make it okay to borrow someone else’s life. And everyone loves Grace. I can’t say I blame them. If I had another choice, I’d have made different plans. And Grace is a nice person. Her husband loves her. But no hu-man on the ship would understand or care. My life was stolen too. Long ago, by some child named Lenchena. I had two childhoods. The one I was born into and then the second one when my life was stolen. The Sheratons are backwards. The planet is beautiful and tame and inviting for visitors. But what lies underneath that is an alien race where men and women are segregated. They wouldn’t allow me to be an an engineer based on my gender. But I was one of the brightest minds in the known galaxy in terms of engineering. I remember everything about my life, before.

The hu-mans have every right to lock me up and throw away the key. Heck, I’d not trust me if the situation was reversed. But why do they keep the ship so cold? Or is it just my cell? If they take me back to Sheraton, I’d rather die. This body might belong there, but my soul doesn’t. I can’t go back and lose any hope of fixing what happened. I want my life back too.

I’m so sorry about everything. I don’t know what else to do.

Ariel Transcender

About The Zoastra Affair

A hundred years from now, Earth has trading partners with alien beings, mostly humanoid. However, going into space brought forth an unknown enemy who attacks Earth at will.

The Zoastra is part of the Earthseekers, an organization originally designed to go into space. Its new mission is to find Earth’s enemies.

Ariel is stuck on a Victorian planet and steals Grace’s body and life to get off the planet. Grace must get her body back before Ariel bonds with Grace’s husband, Peter. Then there is Cross, the man on a mission to find those who killed his family. Ariel is attracted to Cross, but she’s stolen someone’s life.

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I’m going to have to steal someone else’s body to get out of here.

“Ariel, are you listening?”

Ariel Transcender stared dumbfounded at the mother superior of her prison, a/k/a Aulnale School for Orphans. “Yes, mistress.”

She had no idea what happened, though she pasted a fake simpering smile of appreciation on her face. Ms. Rochelle walked away.

A few minutes later, Ariel looked out the window again, tuning out Rochelle’s mind numbing lecture on what was proper behavior when near a man. The boarding home on this planet gave the stupidest lectures of the galaxy. Her lips curled into a sneer. Women were not excited to be bound to men.

Could I do this to someone else? Do I have any other choice?

MEDIA KIT TheZostraAffair500x700Lenchena, the teenage girl who’d stolen her adult body and taken off on Ariel’s ship, needed to be found. And Ariel refused to listen to the daily drivel about always listening to a man

No longer on her planet, Grinocx, she did her best to understand this planet’s culture. Order made sense, but the Sheratons never made sense. Her gaze wandered to the well-manicured lawn designed for ostentatious parties. Not paying attention, Ariel’s mind still picked up a few phrases in the lecture, please a man, be agreeable, and do whatever is asked with a smile, floated in the air.

Lenchena’s voice became animated as she told them, “Ferula can be used on your future husband to ensure he finds completion even if you are too tired to perform your duties. However, with your husband, do this sparingly or else he’ll find you a lazy wife.”

Ariel blinked after that statement. Another grueling lecture on pointless marriage and sex. Blah, blah, blah. Her people, Grinders, didn’t believe in love and mating only to reproduce. Being stuck on Sheraton where the women dressed in long dresses, caring for homes with neatly cut green grass, and doing nothing more exciting than watching the pink dawns, while the men held careers in outer space, had never been her plan.

Was she really sitting in a lecture on how to please the male species? She rolled her eyes. Seriously? No, she refused to listen to this nonsense. The words ‘ladies never say no’ reverberated behind her back and made her face pucker.

Ariel schooled her features, pretending to listen to the school master, Ms. Rochelle. The woman had no heart. No one had listened to Ariel when she had cried for days and days that some young teenager had switched bodies with her, trapping her in this alien hell. Rochelle had dragged her back to school, and kept her under lock and key.

Hope became fleeting after that, while the years ticked past. For the past four years, she’d been training at the all-girls school for orphans on how to be a proper maid and housewife

The twenty-five years of her life training to be an engineer, then serving on the starship Tygra, then the sistership Thrycer, had been stolen.

Now that this body was almost of marriageable age, Ms. Rochelle, cursed school teacher, paraded Ariel out of the orphanage to find her a match. Every week or special event needing service, Ariel had on the job training with heavy supervision, pointing out Ariel’s light pink hair and ability to be a serviceable wife to a working man. Pink hair girls are sweethearts. Yeah right. That lowlife bottom-feeding insect, Lenchena, had stolen her body and her life.

Ariel had stopped complaining years ago because it got her nowhere. She was on her own and needed to find a way out of this body and back to her ship. With the almost age of marriage upon her, it was now or never. Then Ariel was going to find that little twit who stole her body and make her pay for stranding her on this backward planet.

“In a few weeks Ariel will be leaving us. Heading toward marriage with Massimo?” Ms. Rochelle’s voice pulled her back into the lecture.

“Err . . .” Massimo, with his hovercraft, became convenient transportation to leave the school with permission, but marriage? The boy dreamed of owning a restaurant with a pretty wife. She’d find a way off the planet, when she wasn’t being observed or offered for marriage to every low level non-space going man on this planet. Time ticked fast now.

“Ariel is lucky to have found a man so interested in her beauty, he can overlook her status.”

Ariel’s mouth tightened and she lowered her head to hide her scowl. No. Massimo was a child, too. Getting her body back from the child thief, Lenchena, mattered far more. This body was now strong. Away from the ever-watchful teacher, she’d have her chance for escape at one of the upcoming diplomatic events where she’d be a maid or serve others dinner. Plus, Sheratons mated for life, something Ariel refused to believe in. But in order not to draw attention to herself, she played along. “Um, yes. I am.”

A group of male soldiers marched past the closed door of the school room. The females in the class twisted around to catch a glimpse of them. Ariel didn’t join her classmates in staring and drooling at the opposite sex.

Pathetic.

Why did these aliens keep males and females separate until marriage? The customs of this world never ceased to amaze her. The teacher taught the virgin teenagers to expect women to fall into orgasm whenever a man’s hand grazed her body. Seriously? Had they never had sex before? In her memory, sex hadn’t been that all-encompassing.

For the past four years she’d been stuck in this body, living through alien teenage hormones. The sexually denied tightness irritated her body, and her mind longed to be back working on a single engine design. On the Thrycer, she’d run a top design engine room, winning numerous awards for ingenuity on a space ship. Then she’d joined the boarding party to Sheraton, being told the planet was a relaxing and safe tranquil spa. Lies.

If Ariel let them, these alien hormones would dull her reaction time in the girl’s leftover body that held her consciousness. She’d managed to keep slim and fit with exercise as she bided her time until she found a way to her freedom, and got her body and life back. When she finished this, she’d fix everything. She’d force the girl who stole from her to return with the borrowed body to make the final switch and right everything.

About the Author

MEDIA KIT Author PhotoVictoria Pinder grew up in Irish Catholic Boston before moving to the Miami sun. She’s worked in engineering, after passing many tests proving how easy Math came to her. Then hating her life at the age of twenty four, she decided to go to law school. Four years later, after passing the bar and practicing very little, she realized that she hates the practice of law. She refused to one day turn 50 and realize she had nothing but her career and hours at a desk. After realizing she needed change, she became a high school teacher. Teaching is rewarding, but writing is a passion.

During all this time, she always wrote stories to entertain herself or calm down. Her parents are practical minded people demanding a job, and Victoria spent too many years living other people’s dreams, but when she sat down to see what skill she had that matched what she enjoyed doing, writing became so obvious. The middle school year book when someone wrote in it that one day she’d be a writer made sense when she turned thirty.

When she woke up to what she wanted, the dream of writing became so obvious. She dreams of writing professionally, where her barista can make her coffee and a walk on the beach, can motivate her tales. Contemporary romances are just fun to write. She’s always thinking whose getting hurt and whose story is next on the list to fall in love. Victoria’s love of writing has kept her centered and focused through her many phases, and she’s motivated to write many stories.

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Toni Edge and “The Legend of Eve”

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About The Legend of Eve

Seventeen-year-old high school transfer student Eve Carson is the genetic cure-all for droolworthy Teluosian alien King, Adam Plain.

As Adam tries to convince Eve he wants her and not just her DNA, Eve discovers a hidden world of interstellar traders, human “genetic cows,” and teen abductions by a government that will do anything to control the Teluosians on Earth.

When Eve’s mom is kidnapped, loyalties are tested. Is Eve Adam’s true love or his next “genetic cow?”

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“Adam,” I whispered in his ear. My hands held him in my embrace. “Adam, please talk to me. Help is on the way.”

Cover_Legend of EveAdam moaned and for a moment I felt as if he heated up like a blanket and drew the heat out of me as well. I heard the wind rattling outside, and I wondered what I would do if someone came by. How could I protect us? What if the people who had done the damage in Lily’s room returned? My eyes burned as the thought came to me, and I still didn’t know what to do.

I felt his hand on mine and his head tilted back. “I’m pretty sure I told you to go, not get help.

I reached out and didn’t even try to hide the tears as they fell. “You were saying a whole bunch of things that I couldn’t trust. Don’t worry about it. I won’t hold you to it.

He turned away from me and tried to laugh. When he did, he groaned, and I held him closer. “I didn’t call an ambulance but someone I know.”

“Good.”

“What happened?”

“If Lily were here she would say ‘the situation just got serious.'” Then he fell into a fit of laughing, groaning

“Adam! This isn’t the time to make jokes. You looked like you lost a fight with the football team.”

He didn’t answer. In fact, I was sure he wouldn’t answer me at all and then he spoke. “I did lose this fight, but I’m going to fix it.”

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AuthorPicToni Edge is a former juvenile delinquent and honorary member of the truancy club. Now, she likes to teach teens who remind her of herself. She also likes to read everything, a habit she picked up during her truancy days. For all the rest of her free time she likes to write young adult paranormal/science fiction stories that would have made her teen years so much clearer, if the stories had been true.

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Lesley Young and “Sky’s End”

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Lesley will be awarding print copies of “Sky’s End” to ten randomly drawn commenters, and a grand prize of one $50 Amazon gift card to a randomly drawn winner during the tour. Click here for the Rafflecopter. Click on the banner above to follow the tour and increase your chances of winning.

Interview with Lesley Young, debut author of Sky’s End: Book One in the Cassiel Winters Series

Susana: What inspired you to start writing?

Lesley: I’m a journalist so I write for a living. I never dreamed of writing fiction until a few years ago, after I read Hunger Games. I loved the first-person present tense voice and thought, ‘I could do this.’

Susana: What advice would you give to writers just starting out?

Lesley: I say the same thing over and over. Live it. Feel it. Be it. If your story makes you laugh, makes you cry, keeps you up at night, makes your heart race, it will have the same impact on others.

Susana: What comes first: the plot or the characters?

Lesley: Hm, this is a chicken-egg question for me. I was going to say characters, specifically a strong hero or love interest, but then I realized he doesn’t exist outside of some sense of plot (thriller, mystery etc).

Susana: Describe the “perfect hero.”

Lesley: Someone who is flawed, and therefore redeemable. Someone who is unpredictable, and by that I mean not formula and thus more real—as in could truly exist. Someone who is mysterious. I mean is there anything more exciting finding out why he’s so dark, stormy and brooding?

Susana: Tell us something about your newest release that is NOT in the blurb.

Author PicLesley: Sky’s End is an intense, roller coaster ride. I wanted readers to be on the edge of their seats.

Susana: What is your work schedule like when writing?

Lesley: Insane. When I am busy with my day-job writing, and fiction I can end up writing for 10 or 12 hours a day. I like to think this makes a better writer but probably just means I spend a lot on massages.

Susana: What did you want to be when you grew up?

Lesley: A neuroscientist. Ha! Then a foreign diplomat. Then a journalist. Now, it’s a novelist. And no, I have not grown up!

Susana: Do you have a favorite quote or saying?

Lesley: Yeah, and I tell myself this all of the time (to no avail). Don’t take yourself so seriously, cuz no one else does.

Susana: Is there a writer you idolize? If so, who?

Lesley: Kresley Cole. Is she even human? Holy machine. She puts out two incredibly terrific genre novels a year. Wow.

Susana:  Thank you so much for coming today, Lesley!

Lesley: Thanks for the opportunity to visit your Parlour, Susana!

About Sky’s End

A secret she must never share. A secret that two warring species are determined to control. A universe’s future at stake.

Twenty-year-old Cassiel Winters joins Earth’s new space academy in hopes of finding her brother, one of Command’s top pilots and her only family, who’s been reported MIA. But she quickly realizes she may not be cut out for life in space, where female cadets are outnumbered, competition’s fierce, and she’s already failed her hand-to-hand combat test once.

When Cassiel’s manipulated into a perilous mission, she encounters a warrior species bred to protect the universe from an even greater threat. And she learns that her secret visions are at the heart of it all. Now Cassiel must fight to control her own destiny and race to save her brother—even if it means pretending to be the pawn of Prime Or’ic, the cold-as-steel Thell’eon leader. Even if it means risking her life, facing hard truths, and making the ultimate sacrifice.

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“You would understand us,” Prime Or’ic beseeches me, hands out. He places them on the downcore, searching the room, until he spots what he’s looking for. He returns with a stool and sits on it, making him eye level with me. A first. “Our beliefs,” he starts and stops. I’ve never seen him this . . . uncertain. “Kirs spend a lifetime training and fighting Aeon. We strive to achieve a perfect Horde, knowing the likelihood is incredibly small. And still we prevail. To get the chance to have, to fight with a sift,” he corrects himself, “with you, is . . . sacred. Once given, it is understood to be a right that is earned.

perf5.000x8.000.indd“So you think I was, what, given to you?”

He rolls his eyes, frustrated. Ah, that’s more familiar. When he focuses back on me, his eyes are different. Earnest, I think.

“Think of how you ‘fell’ into our path. ESE sent you to our ship! You! When you took my beacon portal, then I knew for certain. It was our destiny to have a sift. You belong to us!”

His vehemence scares me more than the simple deduction. Those things all happened, but not so that I could be his sift. Not even so I could help ESE get the sift (isn’t that ironic?). But so that I could save my brother Daz! I’m certain of this. Being their sift is not my destiny. And even if I believed in that crap, I would never belong to them. Or anyone.

“I’m a human being, Or’ic!”

“I know, I know,” he says, touching my hand with his.

I pull away. I don’t like they way he’s looking at me. Not at all. He doesn’t understand that I wasn’t speaking literally. I meant to say that I’m not an object. But he continues, oblivious to his mistake

About the Author

Journalist Lesley Young never thought she would delve into the world of writing fiction, but when she sat down for the first time to put pen to paper, ideas for what would become her first novel just poured out naturally. Young’s first book, Sky’s End, is a multi-genre tale that showcases her unique style of weaving romance, action and wit into one page-burning story.

Young was born in Edmonton, Alberta in Canada. She holds an arts degree from the University of Alberta and a journalism degree from the University of Victoria.

Young now lives in Loretto, Ontario where she works as a journalist, freelance writer and editor for health, décor and business magazines. Since 2008, Young has written more than 300 articles for print and online media including Profit, Toronto Life, MSN Green, and Elle Canada among others. She is a regular contributor to Reader’s Digest, Best Health, Canadian Living and House and Home Magazine.

Young has won three gold honors for feature stories from the National Business Magazine Awards and another top media award from the Canadian Dermatology Association.

Soul Mate Publishing released Sky’s End on July 15 in paperback and e-book and since its launch, it has remained an Amazon Best Seller. The novel is Young’s first installment in a series about Cassiel Winters, a futuristic heroine, and her outer space escapades.

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Shelley Munro: A Virtual Trip to New Zealand

A Trip to New Zealand

New Zealand is a small country down at the bottom of the world. It’s the place I call home, and the place I keep returning to, even though I suffer from itchy feet syndrome. In the past when I’ve met people while traveling, most were very vague about New Zealand and didn’t know much about my country of birth. A few people knew about rugby and the All Blacks and in India people were knowledgeable about our cricket team.

With the release of the Lord of the Rings trilogy our profile soared and movie goers raved about the beautiful scenery. If you live in the US or Europe, it’s a long flight to New Zealand. Maybe you don’t have the time or need to save money before you visit for real. But don’t despair—you can still make an armchair stop and discover some of New Zealand’s gorgeous scenery.

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The characters of Never Send a Dog To Do a Woman’s Job make several stops as Lily, the heroine takes Alexandre on a fact-gathering trip through Rotorua, Taupo, Martinborough, Wellington and Nelson in the South Island. Killer, the talking dog isn’t very impressed with Rotorua. She thinks it stinks, and she’d be right. The scent of sulfur permeates the entire city, and you have to be careful about where you dig holes because mud holes and geysers can spout from anywhere!

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In Playing to Win my main characters spend a long weekend at Lake Taupo. This is right in the middle of the North Island, and the place where I spent many school holidays with my family. It was fun revisiting in Playing to Win.

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My most recent release, One Night of Misbehavior is set in Auckland. The biggest city in New Zealand, Auckland has a beautiful harbor and many offshore islands. The landscape is studded with extinct volcanoes and standing on the summits provides wonderful 360 degree views of the city.

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Make That Man Mine, a paranormal story is set mostly on the island of Waiheke. Waiheke is a forty minute ferry ride from Downtown Auckland and many people commute for work and school. It’s a fun place to go wine tasting and to try local produce and boutique-type pickles, preserves etc, and the beaches are lovely.

This is just a taste of what you might see if you visit the North Island of New Zealand. We’ll have to visit the South Island another time. It’s very different from the North and just as beautiful.

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Links to Books Above

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Never Send a Dog To Do a Woman’s Job

Playing To Win 

One Night of Misbehavior 

Make That Man Mine

About the Author

Shelley Munro is tall and curvaceous with blue eyes and a smile that turns masculine heads everywhere she goes. She’s a university tutor and an explorer/treasure hunter during her vacations. Skilled with weapons and combat, she is currently in talks with a producer about a television series based on her world adventures.

Shelley is also a writer blessed with a VERY vivid imagination and lives with her very own hero in New Zealand. She writes mainly erotic romance in the contemporary, paranormal and historical genres for publishers Carina Press, Ellora’s Cave and Samhain Publishing. You can learn more about Shelley and her books at these links.

WEBSITE: http://www.shelleymunro.com.

BLOG: http://www.shelleymunro.com/blog

AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE: http://www.amazon.com/Shelley-Munro/e/B001JOWGNK

FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/ShelleyMunroAuthor

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