Author Donna Fuller’s thrilling romantic suspense A Strand of Doubt – Blog Tour



Jana Clawson has a propensity for Chinese food, M & M’s,  chocolate chip cookies, and she deals with adversity with a wry sense of humor. She is caught up in a whirlwind known as Trevor Willis, the most eligible bachelor in Portland. He is perfect in every way, but will his secrets be too much for their relationship?

While Jana escapes to the Oregon Coast to make a decision about Trevor, a car accident stirs Jared Carpenter—a physical therapist with  kind Brown eyes who never turns down a homemade meal—into the mix. Unknown to Jana, events set in motion six years ago threaten everything she holds dear, and her life depends on one or both of these men. Combining suspense, intrigue, action, and understated humor, this book will keep you turning pages until the exciting conclusion. 



Born in Illinois, Donna Fuller has lived in a variety of places and currently resides in Butler, Pennsylvania. At times she feels like a ping-pong ball—bouncing from coast to coast and back again. Her grandchildren bring her the greatest joy. Donna has always been involved in writing, from journals to plays for Cub Scouts, to short stories for her children and as a reporter for a small newspaper. She has won awards for her writing and has taught at writing workshops and retreats. Donna is the co-founder of the annual OHPA Writer’s Retreat in Western Pennsylvania. She has published two novels: A Strand of Doubt and Code Name Scorpion. 

Learn more about Donna and her books at DonnaGustainisFuller.com, or like her on Facebook at Donna Gustainis Fuller, author.

 Author photograph by Mandy Myers.





Character Casting Jana Clawson: Early 20’s, 5’1”, shoulder length hair the color of honey, sapphire blue eyes. She has a habit of talking to herself when she’s nervous. Good at her job as an executive assistant. Loves to cook. Actress to play Jana: Abigail Breslin or Emmy Clarke Trevor Willis: 31 years old; black hair, green eyes; always immaculately groomed; 6’2”. He is sure of himself and has been accused of arrogance. He owns a business, and as a former agent, he moonlights with the FBI when they need his expertise. Actor to play Trevor: A young James Brolin or Karl Urban Jared Carpenter: Late 20’s, 5’8”, compactly built, dark brown hair, brown eyes. Good listener, usually even-tempered, the kind of guy who knows everyone in town. Physical therapist, professional. Actor to play Jared: Yannick Bisson Snippets snippet 1: Jana and Jared each took an end of the final fortune cookie and broke it apart like a wishbone, then held the paper between them and read it together. “Help! I’m being held prisoner in a Chinese bakery!” Stunned silence followed before they simultaneously broke out in peals of laughter.




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The Matriarch by Annabelle McInnesTour – Book Release Tour

The Matriarch is the thrilling first novel in the Women of the Dust dystopian romance series. If you like enemies-to-lovers, dynamic couples, and empowered feminism, then you’ll adore Annabelle McInnes’s gritty tale.
Author: Annabelle McInnes
Title: The Matriarch
Series: Women of the Dust Book 1
Release: October 12th
Genre: Dystopian Romance
Pages: 358 
Cover Designer: Lana from Bookcoverology.com
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Her citizens are oppressed. His society is diminishing. In a frantic bid for survival, can their fiery union save their peoples?

On a scorched and barren future Earth, Yolanda is her people’s only hope. As Matriarch of an all-female nation, the battle-hardened commander fights an impossible war while desperately seeking a way to stop her subjects from dying of thirst. But when the enemy king is beheaded by his own warrior son, she’s offered a truce that will bring the water they urgently need… in return for leaving her populace defenseless.

With his father dead by his hand, the Hammer is determined to rebuild the shattered community the warmongering king’s brutality almost destroyed. In a bold move to strengthen his dwindling numbers, he offers armistice to a dangerous queen and her bloodthirsty horde of fighting women. All he asks in exchange is for her to accompany him to petition the Council to drop their poisonous sanctions…

As they uncover the truth behind the horrific war, Yolanda is surprised when her begrudging respect for her capable companion blossoms into unexpected desire. And though the Hammer learns there’s more to the impassioned fighter than her brutal reputation suggests, he fears giving himself to her could make him a traitor to his own kind.

When their united strength pits them against oppressive factions, will their growing bond become an unbreakable force?
When the sun shattered the clean line of the horizon in a cascade of flame, sparks and tangible heat, Yolanda, seventh-generation Matriarch of the Horde was meant to call for her army’s advance. 

Instead, she held her breath and remained mute. 

The rising sun was intended to be a precursor to their charge, the beacon, the flag to announce their attack. But Yolanda’s said nothing as her eyes watered, watching the wavering orb burn the edges of the landscape, expanding and inflating with every slow beat of her heart. 

About her, the creak of armour was exasperated in the void when the women of her army fidgeted, remaining silent as they waited for their Matriarch’s command. Idle engines rumbled low, the unwavering buzz of irritating insects hovered and the wind was a murmur in her ear, whispering words of foreboding.
The sun continued to climb, and still, she didn’t call for their stampede. 

Ignoring the swelling impatience of her women as it billowed around her, Yolanda closed her eyes from the bright majesty before them and tilted her head. She blocked out the sight of the infinite sweep of fist-sized red stones, the swathes of pink sand, the evidence of an arid riverbed stretched out before them. She ignored the smells of engine grease, the musky, comforting scents of the women who surrounded her, and the sharp stink of heating iron and warming steel. She focused solely on one single sense. Fixated and determined, she strained to hear the hushed warnings on the breeze. 

The wind whistled, hissed, murmured and howled. 

Then, it sobbed. 

From the age of sixteen, Annabelle lived in a homeless youth refuge while she remained committed to her education. She spent two years within a section of society that most overlook. 

Her experiences are the foundations that drive her stories and her characters. They fight for their freedoms, have courage in the face of adversity, and always aspire for greatness. 

Annabelle is the author of True Refuge, an International Bestseller and a finalist for the Australian Romantic Book of the Year in 2018. She is privileged to live in a small rural town in country New South Wales and writes to a distinctive Australian backdrop with its captivating change of seasons. 

Outside of her love for reading, she spends her time with her husband, son, and her fifteen-year-old poodle named Serendipity. She drinks her whisky neat and can often be found at the local market hunting for blue cheese and artisan bread.

Blown into Romance by Shanna Hatfield – Autumn/Halloween Countdown Blitz 2020



USA Today bestselling author Shanna Hatfield is a farm girl who loves to write. Her sweet historical and contemporary romances are filled with sarcasm, humor, hope, and hunky heroes.


Shanna creates character-driven romances with realistic heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “”reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian”” while her contemporary works have been called “”laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.””

 

When Shanna isn’t dreaming up unforgettable characters, twisting plots, or covertly seeking dark, decadent chocolate, she hangs out with her beloved husband, Captain Cavedweller.

    
  


Artist Brooke Roberts spent her life without roots, wandering from town to town. When she seeks refuge from a freak storm in the town of Romance, she decides to stay and open a blown glass studio. Determined to immerse herself in the community, she adopts a family of pigs. Brooke is unprepared for the chaos and comfort they bring to her world, or the dashing cowboy who rescues her heart.

 

Solid, dependable Blayne Grundy runs a busy ranch, volunteers on various committees, and takes in stray animals too large to stay at the local animal rescue. Then a chance encounter with a beautiful, beguiling woman leaves him so befuddled, he can barely remember his own name. His predictable organized life is about to be blown away by free-spirited Brooke.

 

A sweet, lighthearted novella, Blown Into Romance highlights the mighty power of love and letting go from USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield 

    
  


Snippet:

Heart thundering in her ears, she glared at the horses, noticing they pulled a large red wagon with hay bales on it, presumably for the hayrides she’d seen advertised. The angle of the sun shone right in her eyes, making it impossible to see the man driving the team of horses. If his voice was any indication, he was probably a grizzled old man, short on patience and full of cantankerous wisdom. 

Brooke couldn’t help but cringe at how she’d blindly stepped right in front of the hulking team. Rather than feeling irritated at the driver for yelling at her, she should be grateful he’d caught her attention and brought the horses to a halt before she got hurt. 

Never, not once in any of the towns where she’d resided, had being trampled by horses been a relevant concern. In fact, this was the closest Brooke had ever been to a horse. The unique smell of them drifted to her, along with the hint of cinnamon wafting on the breeze from the cider booth. 

“Are you crazy, lady?” the man asked, although his censorious tone made it sound more like a definitive statement than a question. 

“No, I just… I wasn’t…” Brooke stammered. Blunt and never at a loss for words, the ability for her to speak coherently fled the moment the driver swung off the wagon in one fluid motion. 

Instead of the old man she’d pictured with salt-and-pepper stubble on his face and a rotund belly draping over his waistband, a rugged cowboy covered the distance to her in a few long-legged strides. 




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Shadow tech Goddess by Ren Garcia – Autumn/Halloween Countdown Blitz 2020



Ren Garcia is a Science Fiction/Fantasy author and Texas native who grew up in western Ohio. He has been writing since before he could write, often scribbling alien lingo on any available wall or floor with assorted crayons. He attended The Ohio State University and majored in English Literature. 

Ren has been an avid lover of anything surreal since childhood. He also has a passion for caving, urban archeology, taking pictures of clouds, and architecture. He currently lives in Columbus, Ohio with his wife, and their four dogs.


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Beware the woman who does not exist, yet is everywhere. Paymaster Stenstrom and his Countess-in-Waiting, Lady Gwendolyn of Prentiss, are paid a bounty of riches to perform a simple task, and then everything changes. The weight of the Universe comes down upon them. Paymaster Stenstrom learns he is in the gaze of the destroyer of universes, the Shadow tech Goddess, and also that he is in a race with sinister forces hoping to curry her favor and bring about the end of all things. It is a race he and Gwendolyn must win. They will investigate ancient places hidden in plain sight and travel to long lost worlds unseen in ages. They will feel fear such as they have never known and walk in a Garden of Horrors where all is revealed and Stenstrom comes to know the truth of his place in the universe. The Shadow tech Goddess silently watches the doings from her throne in the Hall of Mirrors, seeing all, collecting information, and her verdict might finally be cast one way or the other. 

 
  


Snippet:

“The knob, Bel, the knob! Did you turn it?”
Through the dull, fear-clouded passes of his mind he recalled the Anatameter and its innocuous little knob. “Yes…”
“How many times?”
His mind was numb. “One, I think …”
The woman shrieked and shook him. “EIGHT TIMES, BEL!!! EIGHT TIMES, NOT ONE!!!”
–The Woman with the Gun to Paymaster Stenstrom in the Ruins of Clovis




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Simply West of Heaven by Moniqu Bucheger – Book Tour



When Monique isn’t writing, you can find her playing taxi driver to one or more of her 12 children, plotting her next novel, scrapbooking, or being the “Mamarazzi” at any number of child-oriented events. 

Even though she realizes there will never be enough hours in any given day, Monique tries very hard to enjoy the journey that is her life. She shares it with a terrific husband, her dozen children, twelve grand-darlings, too many cats, and many real and imaginary friends. She is the author of several books in three series and hopes to write many more.

  
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When her dad confiscates her deceased mom’s journals, 12-year-old Ginnie West counts on her BFF, Tillie, to help her get them back. But Tillie’s not so sure the ghost of Ginnie’s mom will make a good addition to their new family tree.

Then the girls’ world gets flipped upside-down when a blast from the past shows up and makes Tillie go nutburgers. Life gets complicated when Ginnie is forced to choose between helping her best friend and getting the answers she’s always dreamed of.


What reviewers are saying about this book:
*Like Anne of “Anne of Green Gables,” Ginnie is a character you can’t help but love.

*I couldn’t put these books down. I was not only entertained, but inspired.

*Bucheger does an amazing job of writing this story but without giving a cookie cutter answer to the problems Ginnie faces. 





Mama?” Ginnie repeated, shaking her head like an Etch-A-Sketch, trying to make sense of what she was seeing. The woman’s hand flflew to her mouth. “Oh, honey, no! I’m so sorry.” She reached a hand to Ginnie’s shoulder. Ginnie stiffffened, certain the hand would go straight through her like sunlight. You can’t feel ghosts, right? Instead, the hand pulled her closer. The woman’s other arm slipped around her shoulders and squeezed Ginnie into a bear hug. She started to resist, then recognized the flfloral scent of her mother’s perfume. The arms released her. “Sweetheart, I’m so sorry! I didn't think about that … I mean … I’m sorry. I'm not your mama.” Feeling like she’d just stepped offff the Tilt-A-Whirl at the fair, Ginnie lurched to the side. The woman wiped her eyes. Ginnie tried to make sense of her words. “I'm your aunt … Aunt Roni.”