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. 



“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.”

The Temple of the Crystal Timekeeper by Fiona Ingram – Autumn/Halloween Countdown Blitz 2020

I am a children’s author, but up until a few years ago, I was a journalist and editor. Something rather unexpected sparked my new career as an author—a family trip to Egypt with my mother and two young nephews. We had a great time and I thought I’d write them a short story as a different kind of souvenir…. Well, one book and a planned book series later, I had changed careers. I have now published Book 3 (The Temple of the Crystal Timekeeper) in my MG adventure series Chronicles of the Stone, with many awards for the first book, The Secret of the Sacred Scarab, and a few for Book 2, The Search for the Stone of Excalibur, and one already for Book 3! I also teach online novel writing for aspiring authors and I find that very satisfying. Relaxation time finds me enjoying something creative or artistic, music, books, theatre or ballet. I love doing research for my book series. I love animals and have written two animal rescue stories. I have two adorable (naughty) little dogs called Chloe and Pumpkin, and a beautiful black cat called Bertie.

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Continuing the adventure that ended in Britain just a short while ago, cousins Adam and Justin Sinclair, with their friend Kim Maleka, are now hunting for the third Stone of Power, one of seven mysterious stones lost centuries ago. The third stone might be located in an ancient city, hidden in the depths of the Mexican jungle. When their small plane crashes in the jungle, Adam, Justin, Kim, and James are rescued by an uncontacted tribe. James, who is wounded, must stay behind as the kids, with only a young boy, Tukum, as their guide, make their way through the dense and dangerous jungle to find the city. River rafting on a crocodile-infested river and evading predators are just part of this hazardous task.

Of course, their old adversary Dr. Khalid is close behind as the kids press on in search of the lost city of stone gods. But he is not the worst of their problems. This time Adam will clash with a terrible enemy who adopts the persona of an evil Aztec god, Tezcatlipoca, and is keen to revive the ancient tradition of human sacrifice. Adam, Justin, and Tukum must play a dreadful ball game of life and death and maybe survive. Will they emerge alive from the jungle? Will Dr. Khalid find the third Stone of Power before they do?

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Adam opened his eyes. The screaming sound of tearing metal had stopped. So had the thudding and the rush of breaking branches outside his window. Still strapped in his seat, he hung upside-down at an angle. His seat belt was the only thing preventing him from hurtling through the gaping hole in the roof of the plane and onto the jungle floor. The strap cut into his chest as his whole weight pressed against the fabric. He craned his neck, twisting awkwardly to see the others. His body ached after the awful jarring and jolting when the plane fell. He shoved his hand into his right-side pants pocket to feel for his golden scarab. It was safe. Relieved, he squeezed the scarab for a few seconds to get his courage up. It felt warm and comforting.

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Fusion by TJ Amberson – Autumn/Halloween Countdown Blitz 2020

TJ Amberson hails from the Pacific Northwest, where she lives with her husband and nutty cocker spaniel. When she’s not writing, TJ might be found enjoying a hot chocolate, pretending to know how to garden, riding her bike, playing the piano, or surfing the Internet for cheap plane tickets. With a love of many genres, TJ Amberson writes sweet romance for adults, and historical fantasy and contemporary sci-fi adventures for teen and mature tween readers. 

Alexis Kendall has a pretty typical teenage life: a crush on a cute guy, a loathing of chemistry, and a tendency to stumble into embarrassing mishaps. But everything changes after an unexpected discovery in chemistry class gives Alexis incredible powers. 

With her powers rapidly growing beyond her control, Alexis races to her teacher, Mr. Haber, for help. A chilling twist of events leaves Mr. Haber and his young assistant, Noah Weston, no choice but to reveal to Alexis a secret. And suddenly, Alexis is faced with a decision that will change her life forever. 


The soft sound of clanking glass brought Alexis from her thoughts. She turned slightly and began watching Noah set up the experiment for the class. With steady, rapid motions, Noah was measuring out brightly colored powders and then pouring them into a row of test tubes. As she observed him, Alexis couldn’t help noting his strong, handsome features, the intriguing intensity behind his eyes, and his athletic, muscular build. 

Molly was right. Noah may be a science nerd, but he’s definitely . . .

Blushing, Alexis faced forward and tried again to concentrate on the front of the room. 

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Two Masters by Jaclyn Weist – Autumn/Halloween Countdown Blitz 2020

Jaclyn is an Idaho farm girl who grew up loving to read. She developed a love for writing at a young age and published her first book in 2013. She met her husband, Steve, at BYU, and they have six happy, crazy children who encourage her to keep writing. After owning a bookstore and running away to have adventures in Australia, they settled back down in their home in Utah. When Jaclyn isn’t herding her kids to various activities, she serves on the board for her local arts agency, runs a writing workshop, and stays up late writing books in various genres.

Jaclyn’s Young Adult books include The Luck Series, Lost in a Fairy Tale series, Magicians of the Deep, and Two Masters. 

Gwen’s family had only one rule—stay out of Grandma’s garden. And if it wasn’t for her annoying cousin, she never would have broken it. Everything seems fine until she pulls an ancient book from the old well inside.

And pays for it.

A dark magic is unleashed from its prison, and Gwen becomes its new host. Now, not only does she have to learn to use her own magic, she must also keep the dark magic from taking over her soul. Some rules are made to be broken. But breaking this one may just destroy the world. 



I crept closer to the well. All the horror stories told by older cousins, all the nightmares I’d had of this place when I was a little girl, came back to me in a rush. Pure, unadulterated fear screamed at me to run. But while I could leave right now—say that the bucket hadn’t pulled up anything—that would mean Craig would win. I couldn’t let that happen.
I jumped back. I was sure . . . no. There was no way I’d just heard my name. My heart beat wildly as I took a step toward the well. The rocks around it were rough and dug into my hands as I leaned over the side, expecting . . . something. I wasn’t sure what, but I couldn’t help the twinge of disappointment. If there was actually water, it was deep. There was nothing but blackness. I wanted to relax and told myself there was no way I’d heard a voice, but it continued to echo through my mind. 
“Come on, Gwen. We need to get out of here.” Josh’s voice was frantic now.
“I’ll be there in a sec.” Curiosity had won. I needed to know what was down there. It was like something had a hold on me. Terror gripped me as I grabbed on to the handle and yanked on it. The pulley protested, not having been used for who knew how long.
The bucket slowly came into view, and while there was clearly no baseball, the bucket wasn’t empty. A book sat nestled inside, as if it belonged there. It should have been wrinkled and falling apart, but it looked untouched by the water. The title was worn, but I could just make out the ancient lettering on it. The word “Spell” caught my attention. My stomach dropped. No way. This was impossible. Maybe Craig was playing some kind of trick on me . . .
“Gwen! Seriously. Get out of there. Mom and Grandma are back. You know they’ll freak if they see you in there.” 
I kept turning the crank until I could reach the book. It was leather bound with runes around the edges. A latch with a lock kept the book shut tight. The fact that the book still looked brand new should have stopped me, but I had to know how it got there. It was cool to the touch, but warmed quickly under my fingers. This couldn’t have been one of Craig’s tricks.
“Gwendolyn. You saved us. We knew you would.” 

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