Release Blast ~ The Weekend Surprise by Ella Jade

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The Weekend Surprise

by Ella Jade

Released: October 20th 2014 by Beachwalk Press, Inc.



A chance meeting or a calculated encounter? Someone is in for a surprise.

Brooklyn Conservatory student Sammy Falcone lives a quiet and modest life. She’s busy studying classical music, playing her cello, and trying to make ends meet. After she learns of her deceased mother’s secret that may involve the Cannon family, she heads to a wedding to catch a glimpse of the privileged clan, never expecting to come face-to-face with them. Tyler Cannon must abandon his wild, partying ways and step up to help his brother Spencer run the family advertising business. When he meets Sammy at his brother’s wedding he’s immediately taken by the reserved beauty. Her innocence and simple lifestyle intrigue him enough to become a one-woman man. Sammy is drawn to Tyler’s charm and the attention he shows her. Once she gets to know him, the secrets of her mother’s past are no longer important. The problem is Spencer has been suspicious of her from the beginning. Will Spencer’s overprotectiveness of his family ruin her chances with Tyler? And if the truth comes out, will Sammy be able to convince Tyler that she never meant his family any harm? Content Warning: contains mature language and graphic sexual content goodreads-small


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Author-Bio Ella Jade - Author

Ella Jade has been writing for as long as she can remember. As a child, she often had a notebook and pen with her, and now as an adult, the laptop is never far. The plots and dialogue have always played out in her head, but she never knew what to do with them. That all changed when she discovered the eBook industry. She started penning novels at a rapid pace and now she can’t be stopped.
Ella resides in New Jersey with her husband and two boys. When she’s not chasing after her kids, she’s busy creating sexy, domineering men and the strong women who know how to challenge them in and out of the bedroom. She hopes you’ll get lost in her words.
She loves connecting with readers. You can find her here…


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Release Day Blitz~ My Salvation by Michelle Dare





Caliana Crawford is smart, sexy and unemployed. After quitting her mediocre job, she finds herself in need of a break. She goes to the one place that holds her most precious memories, her cabin by the lake. Life hasn’t always been easy for Cali. She lost someone close to her, was betrayed by her lover, and now she only wants to escape reality. What she doesn’t plan on is her sexy neighbor, who has an agenda of his own.

Owen Matthews goes through the motions every day, but knows his life is missing one essential part – Cali. He has never forgotten about the summers he spent by the lake with the gorgeous brunette. When he sees she is back to stay, Owen knows he can’t let her slip through his fingers again. Others think he has it all with owning a multimillion dollar company, but what they don’t know is that he would give it all up to have her in his arms and his bed.

The road to happiness isn’t always easy. His brother returns to his life and brings with him an old flame who threatens to rip Cali and Owen apart. Will they find their salvation with one another or let the events of their past influence their future?

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Michelle Dare is a Jersey girl living over the border in Pennsylvania. She started out as a reader, then became a book blogger. She loves the book community and thought to try her hand at writing. Her first book, My Salvation, is a contemporary romance.

She is a married mom with two wonderful children and a German Shepherd, who she considers her third child. She is a lover of books, music and movies. Her favorite band is Maroon 5 and has too many favorite movies to list. Paranormal romance is her favorite genre to read.

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Release Blitz ~ Sinful Desires Vol. IV by M.S. Parker







How could I have been so stupid? Anastascia had told me that Brock was bad news but I’d never dreamed what he was capable of. First Reed, then Brock. Was my taste in men really that awful?

When Piper Black finds out the truth about her first encounter with her boyfriend Brock Michaels, she’s devastated, but things only get worse when a familiar face shows up at the wrong moment.
With her life in shambles, Piper is given the opportunity for a new start… back in Philadelphia.

Will her luck change if she moves back? And what will it mean being in the same city as the one man who’s never left her mind?

In this penultimate installment of M.S. Parker’s sizzling Sinful series, the intrigue is hot, but the passion is even hotter.

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M. S. Parker is a USA Today Bestselling author and the author of the Erotic Romance series, Club Privè and Chasing Perfection.

Living in Southern California, she enjoys sitting by the pool with her laptop writing on her next spicy romance.

Growing up all she wanted to be was a dancer, actor or author. So far only the latter has come true but M. S. Parker hasn’t retired her dancing shoes just yet. She is still waiting for the call for her to appear on Dancing With The Stars.

When M. S. isn’t writing, she can usually be found reading- oops, scratch that! She is always writing.

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CHAPTER REVEAL ~ Sweet Possession by J Daniels @givemebooksblog @JDanielsbooks



Title: Sweet Possession
Series: Sweet Addiction #2
Author: J Daniels
 Release Date: September 19, 2014



A sassy, in-your-face baker. A panty-stealing, dirty-talking accountant. And a bathroom quickie that changed their lives forever.

Wedding hook-ups never amount to anything.
Unless that hook-up knocks you on your ass.

For Dylan Sparks and Reese Carroll, the big day can’t arrive soon enough. Dylan, stressed to the max from overbearing mothers and last minute preparations, struggles to keep her sanity. As for Reese, he’s fighting to not only keep his bride-to-be safe from creepy investors, but also to make it to the actual wedding day without losing his mind in the process.

Throw in a crazy group of friends, and a bachelor/bachelorette party weekend getaway, and you have a recipe for the sweetest wedding of the year.

Reese Carroll and Dylan Sparks cordially invite you to read Sweet Possession.

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Why do people even bother with weddings?

I know, that sounds insane coming from a
person who makes a living off creating decadent wedding cakes for the happy
couples. The crazy-in-love future Mr. and Mrs. are what keeps Dylan’s Sweet
Tooth afloat, and without weddings, I wouldn’t be able to afford my rent. Not
to mention the fact that if it weren’t for dumbass ex-boyfriend weddings,
there’s a chance I would’ve never have met Reese and I honestly can’t imagine
not having him in my life. But in my defense, I’ve never had to sit and listen
to hours of debating whether cotton-blend or silk napkins are the best choice
for my big day.

Until now.
Joey lets out an
irritated sigh and gestures toward the direction of my mother and soon-to-be
mother-in-law who are loudly arguing at my consultation table. “This shit makes
me want to drink at 9:00 a.m. How many times have I suggested to you that we
keep hard liquor in the back? We could totally make a drinking game out of this
I tilt my head up
to meet his eyes. “What, and take a shot every time one of them utters the
phrase, ‘this will be the wedding I’ve always dreamed of’? We’d be tanked
before the lunch rush.”
He nods, smiling
over his coffee cup. “Exactly, and we’d be completely oblivious to this
annoying discussion that you couldn’t care less about anyway.”
Joey’s right. I
really didn’t care what type of fabric the napkins were; I really didn’t care
about much of anything. I’ve pretty much left everything in the hands of my
trusted best friend who could plan a wedding wearing a blindfold. I only had a
few stipulations: the cake and my dress. That’s it. Napkins? Who the fuck cares
about napkins?
He slides closer
to me, dropping his voice to a hushed whisper although, with the noise level
currently booming through the bakery, I’ll definitely be the only one hearing
him. “I knew your mother was a little nutty when it came to marrying you off,
planning this shit since you were nineteen and all, but Reese’s mother is
bat-shit crazy. Did you hear her say she wanted to come out with us for your
bachelorette party? Can you imagine?”
I shrug once
before leaning against the counter. “I don’t even know what I want to do for
that. Maybe we’ll just have like a spa day or something and if that’s the case,
who cares if she tags along?”
His mouth drops
open, letting escape a loud, dramatic gasp. “Um, no. We will be going to a
strip club if I have to throw you over my shoulder and pull a Reese on you
myself. That’s what you do for bachelorette parties. Why the hell do my two
best friends not know that?”
“Excuse you. Juls’
bachelorette party didn’t involve any naked men, and we still had a great time.
Who says we have to go to a strip club?”
“I do,” he says
through a tense jaw. “The only reason I let that shit slide for Juls was
because I was in charge of babysitting her dumbass sister, and I knew I’d be
distracted if I had a bunch of dicks in my face.”
I arch my brow at
him. “Isn’t that a typical Saturday night for you?” We both chuckle together,
and my attention is suddenly drawn to my mother who is throwing napkins into the
sweetheart, silk or cotton-blend?” she asks, tapping her foot on the hard tile.
I flick my gaze
between the two mothers who are both silently pleading with me to pick their
choice. If I had to guess, I’d say my mother wants the silk, but Maggie Carroll
is giving off a bit of a fancy vibe right now. She’s head to toe in designer
clothing, which is screaming silk at the moment. Shit. I really don’t care one way or the other, but who the hell do I
side with on this one?
I grimace and nervously tap on the glass display
case. “Um, does it matter? They’re napkins. People are going to be wiping their
mouths with them.”
“It matters a
great deal,” Maggie says, picking up two napkin swatches and carrying them over
to me. “The silk is much more sophisticated. And given the location you’ve
chosen for the reception, I think that’s the one you should go for.”
“But the cotton
blend comes in this antique-white color that would go beautifully with the
pale-gray bridesmaids dresses,” my mother adds, joining Maggie’s side.
Jesus. Since when does it matter if the napkins match
the bridesmaid dresses?
I look back and
forth between the two of them before turning toward Joey. “Thoughts?”
“Nope. I’m afraid
you’re on your own there, cupcake.” He backs away and sips his coffee, leaving
me alone in my misery.
I reach out and
feel both choices between my fingers. “Um, well, I guess the cotton is most
likely cheaper? So, why don’t we go with that?”
Maggie gently
lays her hand on top of mine. “Oh, sweetie, money is not an issue. If you want
the silk napkins…”
“She just said
she wants the cotton blend,” my mother states with a firm tone. “Which I agree
with, sweetheart. Beautiful choice.”
“But, Helen, the
silk would be so much more… elegant.”
I drop my
forehead to my hands and groan my irritation while the two of them continue to
hash it out. Who cares about napkins! Am
I completely crazy for not giving a shit about this tiny, insignificant detail?
The guests could wipe their mouths on their coat sleeves for all I care.
This is how it’s
been for the past six months. Ever since Reese and I got engaged, our mothers
have been in a battle of who can plan the better wedding, and poor Juls and I
have been stuck in the middle, trying to rein in the madness. They’ve been so
crazy about this whole thing, I’ve found myself contemplating the benefits of a
Vegas wedding. Unfortunately, my soon-to-be husband is dead-set on marrying me
in front of all our families and is having no part of that discussion. Every
time I suggest he steal me away for a quickie wedding, he just shuts me up with
his mouth, or his cock. And because I’m weak with lust around that man, and
given the fact my head is sure to explode soon from all this momma drama, I
bring it up. Often.
The front door
chimes and I look up, smiling as my best friend strolls into the bakery. She
takes one look at the mothers waving napkin swatches into the air and
immediately goes into wedding-planner mode.
“Ohhhh, no. There
will not be any changes made. Give me those.” She snatches the napkin samples
from the two mothers who both stare at her with shocked expressions. This is
the Juls I know and love, the one who knows how to run shit. “This wedding is
happening in ten days, and all decisions are final. And really, the napkin
issue? Again?” She motions toward me with a crumpled-up napkin in her hand.
“The bride-to-be doesn’t care about the napkins. In fact, you two are the only
people I know who have ever cared
about the napkins. And I’ve planned over one hundred weddings. For the love of
God, let it go.”
My mother crosses
her arms over her chest and sneers at Juls. “You know what, Julianna? One of
these days, when you’re planning your daughter’s
wedding, you’ll care about the napkins.”
“I seriously
doubt that. Besides, I’m planning on having all boys.”
Maggie and my
mother grab their purses off the consultation table while Juls smiles in her
minor victory over the two of them. The moms both walk around the counter and
smother me with affection.
“We’re going to
go swing by the venue to take another look around,” Maggie says as she releases
me from a hug. “Now, don’t forget to let me know about the bachelorette party.
I’m all in.”
“Ha!” Joey yells
from the kitchen.
I smile and clear
my throat loudly, hoping to cover up the end of my dear assistant’s crack-up.
“Tell Mr. Carroll I said hello.”
My mother kisses
my cheek and smiles. “I’m sure the napkins you originally picked out will
“Mom,” I say in a
warning tone. “There’s still a chance I’ll convince Reese to cancel this whole
thing and get hitched in Vegas.” Her eyes widen, along with Maggie’s who
swivels in place to gawk at me. “Don’t push it.”
“That’s not even
funny,” she retorts, swatting at me with her clutch.
Once the two
wedding-obsessed mothers exit the shop, Juls lets out an ‘I’m glad I’m not in
your shoes’ chuckle and Joey reemerges from the back. I slouch back against the
counter top, feeling a Vegas wedding now more than ever. “I cannot wait until
all this is over with. How I’ve managed to survive the last six months without being
heavily-medicated or drunk off my ass twenty-four hours a day is beyond me.”
“Reese’s mother,
though she has impeccable fashion sense, is out of her mind. I am not having a
fucking chaperone at your bachelorette party,” Joey states with a shake of his
head. Apparently, keeping my future mother in-law away from whatever I decide
to do for my last night of freedom is his only concern.
Juls tosses the
napkin swatches into the trashcan, which will hopefully be the last time I ever
lay eyes on them. She returns to her spot on the other side of the display
case. “Speaking of which, what are we doing for that, anyway? You wanna go to
Clancy’s like we did for mine? That was fun.”
Joey slams his
hand down on the counter, gaining our attention immediately. “For fuck’s sake.
What the hell is wrong with you two? Spa days? Clubs that have been played out?
I wanna do things that I’ll be ashamed to tell people about. Let me live, damn
“I’m sorry, but
is this your bachelorette party? Did
Billy pop the question and you’ve decided to keep that information from us?”
Juls asks, biting back her smile. It cracks through and she winks at Joey whose
mood has suddenly waned, no doubt in response to the reminder that he isn’t
engaged yet.
He shrugs
dismissively. “Whatever. You bitches can celebrate with watered-down drinks and
facials. Just don’t be surprised if I bail on it.”
I slide closer to
him and wrap my arms around his waist, pressing my face into his shirt. Tilting
my head up, I see him smiling down at me. “I’ll choose something fun. You have
to be there; it wouldn’t be the same without you.”
“She’s right.”
Juls rounds the counter and mimics my position against Joey’s back. “We’d miss
you terribly, JoJo.”
He grunts above
us. “You’re lucky I’d do anything for either one of you.” Juls and I both
unlock our death grips from him and stand side by side. “But I swear to Christ,
there better at least be a cake shaped like a penis at this thing.”
“Chocolate or
vanilla?” I ask teasingly.
He smiles,
bending down and removing a half-empty tray of pastries from the display case.
“Chocolate. I’ve never had black dick.”
Juls and I both
chuckle as he walks toward the kitchen, giving us a scandalous eyebrow raise
over his shoulder.
“So, I have a favor to ask you.” Juls pulls me into the far corner
behind the bakery counter, clearly wanting to put distance between this favor
and Joey. Oh, Lord. My best friend
doesn’t ask me for many favors but when she does, they’re usually whoppers. A
certain wedding dress she made me try on months ago comes to mind. I motion for
her to spill it, and she eyes me up nervously. “Umm… so, Brooke got fired from
her job at that bank. Apparently, she was caught blowing one of the other
tellers during work hours.”
“Good Lord.”  That sounds
about right, though. Brooke Wicks was in the running for horniest bitch in Chicago, competing solely
with Joey.
“Yeah, she needs a job and
fast; otherwise, she’ll lose her apartment.” My eyes widen, the realization of
her favor hitting me. “And since you’re so busy at the shop…”
“No fucking way.”
 She fists both hands at her
side. “Oh, come on, Dyl. She’s having trouble finding something, and she’s been
looking for over a month.” Her face softens and she reaches out to me, pulling
my hand into hers. “Please? If she loses her apartment, she has to move in with
Ian and me. And that shit can’t happen. I love my sister, but I can’t live with
“What about moving back in with your parents?”
“Not an option. She and my mom would kill each other.” She pauses
and squeezes my hand gently. “I really want to help her out.”
Damn it. This has bad news written all over it, but I have trouble saying no
to Juls. She’s always been there for me. Always. I groan and her eyes light up.
“Fine. She can start Monday. But don’t think I won’t fire her just because
she’s your sister.” She pulls me into a hug with an excited squeal. I cringe as
Joey strolls through the doorway, coming from the kitchen. He grins, adorably
oblivious to the information that will surely send him into a shit-fit. “I
should really make you drop this bomb on him,” I mumble under my breath.
“Oh, relax. It’s not that big of a deal.”
“Yeah, okay. We’ll see about that.”
We both release each other and Juls spins on her heels, walking over
toward Joey and placing her hand on his shoulder. “Don’t freak out.”
His eyes widen with a curious fear. “If I don’t get my penis cake,
I’ll disown both of you. Nobody comes between me and my dick-shaped sweets.”
I walk up to him and brace myself for the reaction that is sure to
blow the roof off this building. “Joey. JoJo. Bestest friend.” He rolls his
eyes as I play with the string on my apron, wrapping it around my finger. “You
know how busy we’ve been lately with custom orders and all the spring weddings
coming up? It’s getting pretty crazy in here, and I think maybe it’s time I
hired another employee.”
“That’s fantastic.” His body relaxes and he glances between Juls and
myself. His brows set into a hard line. “Why the hell do I have a feeling I’m
about to regret those words?”
“Just remember how much you love us,” Juls says. “And this… addition
will allow you and Dylan to spend more time together. The benefits are sure to
outweigh any concern you might have.”
I pause, waiting to see if he’ll pick up on the clues that are
obvious to me. It only takes him a few seconds; the reaction spreads through
him like a wild fire.
He squeezes his eyes closed tightly, reaching up and rubbing his
temples with his fingers. “Please tell me this addition is a blind monkey,
because they would surely get more accomplished than who I fear you’re about to
“Brooke could be a good addition, Joey,” I state with a mild
“Are you insane? Why the fuck would you hire that mess?”
Juls shoves his arm. “Hey! She’s my sister, and she’s been through a
“A lot of what? Dick? Dylan, this is not a good idea.”
I limply shrug. I’m not at all surprised he’s reacting this way; in
fact, I predicted it. But, unlike Joey, I’m willing to give Brooke the benefit
of the doubt. And as long as she doesn’t try to molest him like the day before
Juls’ wedding, things shouldn’t get too hostile. I gotta give the girl a
chance. “She needs a job or she’ll lose her apartment.”
He throws his hands into the air. “Oh, I’m sorry. How is that our problem?”
“Joey,” Juls scolds. “Don’t be so rude.”
“She’s on a probationary period. If she messes up, I’ll fire her
without thinking twice about it. Right, Juls?”
She nods in my direction before turning back toward my heated
assistant. “Right. So, calm the fuck down, JoJo.” She makes a face at him and
he issues her his smile, softening her expression. “And a lot of dick? Like
you’re one to talk.”
The three of us start laughing, letting go of the stress of knowing
Brooke Wicks will soon be gracing us with her presence. This could actually be
a good thing. We are extremely busy, and having another employee means being
able to spend more time in my kitchen instead of ringing up customers. So, I’m
not going to let this worry me; I have enough stress with my upcoming wedding
to last me a lifetime.
Juls gives us both hugs before she exits the shop to go tackle a
bride. Just as a customer slips inside and makes her way up to the counter, my
phone beeps in my pocket. Joey gives me a smile, indicating he’s got things
handled and allows me to slip into the back.
Reese: What are you wearing?
I giggle as I hop onto a stool.
Me: Are you spanking it right now, handsome?
Reese: That depends on your answer.
I’m definitely not wearing anything worthy of a wank session. My
ripped skinny jeans and flour-covered apron have seen better days, so I let my
imagination take over.
Me: A skin-tight, pale-pink dress that stops just below my panty line.
Or, it would, if I was wearing panties.
Reese: You are such a tease. Do you have any idea how hard my dick is for
you right now? I could probably fuck you through a wall.
Me: It’s a shame you’ll have to handle that situation on your own. I’m
locked in consultations the rest of the day. Otherwise, I’d give you a hand. Or
a mouth.
Reese: You can handle my situation as soon as you get home. I want that
pussy wet and ready for me.
I smile, loving that dominant edge in every word he types.
Me: Always is.

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Author Bio
J. Daniels was born and raised in Maryland.After putting her kids to bed, she escapes into her cheeky world where some of her characters kiss, and some of them do a lot more than kiss.

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Cover Reveal~ Unexpected by Jeana E. Mann

Cover Reveal Unexpected by Jeana E. Mann Oct. 20th

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The incident…

Randy McKenzie has a dark and violent past, one that nearly cost him his life and left him with the scar to prove it.


The Arrangement…

Karly Eriksson has lost everything but her self-respect. Is she desperate enough to sell her dignity to get it back?


The Kiss…

When Karly runs into Randy, the head of security at the underground Felony Bar, sparks fly and tempers flare. Everything about Randy screams bad boy from
his tattoos to the wicked scar on his neck, and that’s the last thing she needs in her life. She wants a man with money and a bright future to rescue her
from the hell of poverty, someone like former flame Jerome. But one chance meeting with Randy has her body making promises that her mind can’t keep. Randy
is deep, dark, and intense with a body made for sin. When he promises to drive her home after a night of revelry at Felony, she has no intention of
sleeping with him. One fateful kiss later and she’s willing to forget her problems for a night of passion and lust that can never be repeated.

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Blog Tour~ Fakers by Meg Collett




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Author -Meg Collett
Release date -29th Sepetember
Genre- Contemporary Romance and Women’s Fiction



Kyra Aberdeen is a Youtube sensation. Her bubbling personality and fresh beauty capture the hearts of millions each week through her videos. But she’s just faking it. Because beneath the surface is a simmering darkness that threatens to pull Kyra under some days. She masks her depression with a sunny smile and bright laugh.
When Kyra moves to Canaan Island and buys her deceased mother’s childhood home, she is hoping to confront the lurking darkness that haunts her every step. But life never goes according to plan, and when Kyra meets her grumpy contractor, Hale Cooper, it seems he’s not going to make things any easier for her. Yet Kyra is drawn to him, to a man whose every emotion plays across his face as he feels it. But she’s never let herself get too close to anyone before, and she finds herself in uncharted waters.
If she lowers her guard and allows herself to love Hale, will the darkness creep in too?
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“Well,” Stevie started, picking her spatula back up. “I’m going to start with the most obvious question: Is he a good kisser?”
Kyra bit her lip and nodded, making Stevie roll her eyes dramatically. “It was probably the best kiss I’ve ever had, but that really isn’t saying much since my kissing experience is pretty limited. His skin was warm from where he’d been working. He wasn’t quite sweaty yet, but I could still smell it. When I kissed him, I tasted the salt of it around his lips. I had my legs around his waist—”
“What?” Stevie screeched, throwing her hands in the air and flinging icing everywhere. “That is so not just a kiss! You pounced on the poor guy! You’re a freaking animal!”
“I did,” Kyra agreed, smiling rather dreamily. “I jumped onto him, and he caught me. I could feel the muscles in his arms go all tight to hold me. And then I kissed him, but that didn’t last long.”
“He stopped it?” Stevie asked, slightly breathless.
“No. He starting kissing me back, and it was like…”
“Like what?” Stevie yelled.
“Like he needed to taste every part of my mouth. Like maybe he had wanted to kiss me too, but I was the one that did it first. It kind of felt like he wanted every inch of me, but all he had was my mouth. So he took it. And all I could do was just hold on.” Kyra shrugged when she was finished.
Stevie was wide-eyed with her mouth parted slightly. She blinked as if she was waking up from a dream. Then she shivered. “Well, I’m good to go for another few months.” She squeezed her legs together and made another face. “Oh, yeah. That’ll do.”

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Meg Collett lives deep in the hills of Tennessee where the cell phone service is a blessing and the Internet is a myth of epic proportions. She is the mother of one giant horse named Elle and two dogs named Wylla and Mandy. Her husband is a saint for putting up with her ragtag life. End of Days is her first series.