Handbook for Mortals by Lani Sarem

Handbook for Mortals

Lani Sarem

Genre: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

Publisher: GeekNation Press

Date of Publication: Aug 15, 2017

ISBN: 9781545612392

Number of pages: 448

Word Count: approx. 107,000

Cover Artist: Ryan Kincaid

Tagline: A young woman goes to Las Vegas to join a magic show only to learn that falling in love is more dangerous than magic.

Book Description:

Zade Holder has always been a free-spirited young woman, from a long dynasty of tarot-card readers, fortunetellers, and practitioners of magick. Growing up in a small town and never quite fitting in, Zade is determined to forge her own path. She leaves her home in Tennessee to break free from her overprotective mother Dela, the local resident spellcaster and fortuneteller.

Zade travels to Las Vegas and uses supernatural powers to become part of a premiere magic show led by the infamous magician Charles Spellman. Zade fits right in with his troupe of artists and misfits. After all, when everyone is slightly eccentric, appearing ”normal” is much less important.

Behind the scenes of this multimillion-dollar production, Zade finds herself caught in a love triangle with Mac, the show’s good-looking but rough-around-the-edges technical director and Jackson, the tall, dark, handsome and charming bandleader.

Zade’s secrets and the struggle to choose between Mac or Jackson creates reckless tension during the grand finale of the show. Using Chaos magick, which is known for being unpredictable, she tests her abilities as a spellcaster farther than she’s ever tried and finds herselfat death’s door. Her fate is left in the hands of a mortal who does not believe in a world of real magick, a fortuneteller who knew one day Zade would put herself in danger and a dagger with mystical powers…

Handbook for Mortals is the first book in the series of this urban fantasy, paranormal romance series by author Lani Sarem.

Following Zade through the trials–and romance–of finding her own place in the world, readers will identify with their own struggles to fit in, reflected in the fantastic, yet mundane world of Zade’s life.

Handbook for Mortals is in development as a motion picture set to debut in 2018.

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“Hopefully I

wasn’t interrupting something important,” Mac said, with no attempt at feigning

actual sincerity. I could tell he didn’t care that he had interrupted, or that

he had been rude.

“Just kindness.”

I responded. I don’t think he expected my answer to be truthful, and he looked

taken aback. He had probably expected me to say “Oh, no worries! Nothing

important.” He made no comment, but backed off a little. When he continued

talking, he had a bit less snap in his voice.

“I’d like to

schedule a crew call for you once your contract has been signed. You, me, and

all of our techs, so we can go over your trick and map out how it will be

safely implemented into the show.” He knew that calling what I had done a

“trick” instead of an illusion I would take as a slight. It’s sort of like

telling someone who had just won an Olympic gold medal and was proudly wearing

it around their neck, that their necklace was cute. Mac kept incessantly

tapping his Sharpie on the side of his clipboard and shifting his weight

between his feet.

I stood up

slowly and calculated, looking him square in the eye, which probably surprised

him a bit, since he was at least six feet tall. I’ve always enjoyed the luxury

of being a tall girl. I’m five foot nine inches and so while I don’t usually

tower above any guys I know, I can definitely look them directly in the eye.

Most girls who at five feet five inches (which, I believe, is an average height

for a woman) have to look up. My height was an advantage that I never took for

granted and here, again, I was happy that I didn’t have to look up to

him—figuratively or literally. In heels I could even be as tall or taller than

him and I’ve always loved that part about being the height I am. I half smiled

and slowly spoke, “Maybe you misunderstood. I don’t show anyone how it’s done.

That wasn’t just for the audition. I handle this illusion on my own.”

Mac held still

for a moment, and then glanced up from his clipboard, looking irritated. He

pursed his lips and flared his nostrils. The tapping stopped. He dropped the

clipboard from his stomach and held it in his hand while pointing his finger

directly in my face. “Listen, lady, I don’t know who else you worked for, but

we don’t do that Lone Ranger stuff around here. I’m the technical director and

in charge of everyone’s safety, no matter how stupid you want to be. You do

what I say, and I keep your pretty self from getting hurt. Got it?” I’m fairly

certain he growled at me as he spoke.

Myriad thoughts

ran through my head and I’m pretty sure several seconds passed in silence as we

stared each other down. I could feel my hands tightening into fists. I really

did want to punch him. I could see it happening. I’m not strong by any means

but I’m also not a wimp. I wouldn’t have broken anything, but he would have

been bruised and sore. I quickly ran through the possible outcomes of punching

the technical director on my first day of work. It didn’t really seem to be the

best idea.

I leaned into

him so closely that it might have looked like to an outsider that I was about

to kiss him. I huffed a little and my words were slow and deliberate. “I

understand this is your job and all, but I don’t think you’re listening to me,”

I hissed. I tapped his chest with my finger and he jolted a bit at my touch. He

looked at me like I was speaking some kind of foreign language.

“I’m not

listening? Lady, you need your ears cleaned,” he snarled back. He turned around

to walk away, as if that was the end of our conversation. If he was trying to

piss me off more, it was working.

I grabbed him by

the shoulder, stopping him in his tracks and swinging him around to face me. My

face had flushed and I’d raised my voice to a full yell. “And you need to get

some manners. I’m not showing you how it’s done, okay? If we have a problem I

can go to another show where the technical director doesn’t have a God complex.

I’m not a girl who needs a knight in shining armor.” I was practically snarling

at him.

Mac gritted his

teeth and looked like he might hit me, but I knew that wasn’t really an option

for him. Guys like him didn’t hit women, no matter how mad we made them. He

laughed loudly. “Ha! Good luck finding a Technical Director who will treat you

like the princess you clearly think you are. If I found you locked in a tower,

I promise I’d leave you there.” Mac whipped around again and this time saw

Riley, who had been standing just a few feet away from us the whole time. Riley

was pretending not to be paying too much attention, but you could tell that was

all he had been doing. I couldn’t blame him. Mac glowered at Riley and barked,

“Where’s C.S.? Riley, go find Charles. Now!”

“On the move,”

Riley replied with a nervous, almost panicked look on his face as he ran off to

the side and disappeared.


About the Author

Lani Sarem always wanted to work in the entertainment industry. She began acting at age 3 and continued to act and perform through her early years. Lani started writing scripts when she was 11 and over the years has done everything from writing, acting, band managing and helping start and work festivals. She’s managed bands like the Plain White T’s and Blues Traveler and toured with everyone from Ryan Adams to Gnarls Barkley. Lani has appeared in films like Mall Cop 2 and Jason Bourne. Make sure to catch her in her latest film Trailer Park Shark on the Syfy channel this July as Roxy.

Web: http://www.handbookseries.com/


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Hunt for Evil by Amy Jarecki

Hunt for Evil
ICE Book One
Amy Jarecki
Genre: Romantic suspense
Date of Publication:  August 1st, 2017
ISBN: 9781942442257
Number of pages: 340
Word Count: 90,000
Cover Artist: Dar Albert
Tagline: Who knew battling international terrorism would lead to ravenous passion?
Book Description:
When Navy SEAL Commander Logan Rodgers winds up on a botched mission in the Gulf of Oman, his quick action in saving MI6 asset, Olivia Hamilton, brings him to the attention of the international espionage arena.
Recruited by the mysterious and elite International Clandestine Enterprise (ICE), Logan faces Olivia again, but this time they’re on the same team. Sparks fly as the two compete in a clash between skill and keen intellect, until a French girl is kidnapped by a suspected terrorist.
Posing a married couple, steam erupts between the pair while Logan and Olivia dive deeper into an ISIS kidnapping ring. But when Olivia becomes the kidnapper’s next victim, she enters a madman’s hell. And as Logan races against time to save her, one thing ravages his soul. If he fails, the woman he loves will be lost to him forever.
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Her heart nearly
stopped when a hand slid over her mouth and another disarmed her. “I’m
Commander Rodgers from the USS Washington, and you’re coming with me now,” an
American growled in her ear. From the girth pressing against her back, he was
solid—but Olivia could take him.
Grinding her
teeth, she threw an elbow to his sternum. He blocked—so like a hotshot. Few
people were fast enough to react to one of her strikes. But she’d nail him with
her second try. Whipping around, she aimed a kick at his groin, but he blocked
that, too. At least six-two and faster than an asp, Rodgers stopped her next
kick by catching her ankle and giving it a twist—a warning.
“Enough. Come.”
Jesus Christ, his eyes were the color of a teal lagoon and they drilled into
her like daggers.
She shook her
head. God, she wasn’t about to go anywhere with dagger-eyes. Not without a
Suited up in
scuba gear, his facemask cocked atop his head, the man had to be daft. “What
the fuck, Aquaman?” she whisper-shouted. “If anyone sees you, we’ll both be
shot before the first question’s asked.”
His eyebrows
slanted downward over those damned eyes. “Yeah?” he whisper-shouted back.
“Everyone on this boat will be dead in fifteen. If you want to live, you’ll do
as I say.”
Olivia’s mouth
went dry. She blinked, shaking her head. He had to be mistaken. One more day
and al-Umari’s ass would be hers. “Are you off your trolley? I’ve put too much
into this project to have it blown to smithereens. Call off your dogs before
you cock-up the entire op. Now.”
“No can do,” he
said like her hard-earned cover wasn’t about to become the greatest wipeout in
MI6 history. “Sorry to ruin your party, but there’s a bomb attached to the
hull. Can’t be killed, can’t be dislodged, and if you stand here arguing with
me for one more second, you’ll explode into so many pieces, you won’t make a
meal for a goddamned minnow.”
Those are my
“Christ!” She
jammed her finger under his nose. “When this is over, your ass is mine.”


Book Two in the ICE series, BODY SHOT, will release on August 29th
About the Author:
Amy embarked on her writing journey shortly after she completed an MBA with Heriot-Watt University in Edinburgh, Scotland. Her first manuscripts were suspense novels and were never published. She calls them baptism by fire—lessons in learning to write fiction. These lessons, combined with several writing conferences and classes, led her to write her first published book, Boy Man Chief, which won the League of Utah Writers award for Best Manuscript, and the Spark Book Award.
A lot has happened since, with some of the highlights being Rise of a Legend winning the national RONE award for Best Time Travel; hitting the Amazon Top 100 Bestseller list; and a host of other accolades.
Amy enjoys the freedom of authorship and the opportunity to work creatively every day. She has lived in Australia, Bermuda and has spent extensive time in Scotland. Whenever possible, she visits the places she writes about to add vibrant realism to her stories.
She loves writing Scottish historical romance, and now she’s adding romantic suspense to the mix. Come along for the ride!
Instagram: @jareckiamy

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Dark Rooms by Sionna Fox

Dark Rooms
Sionna Fox
Genre:  Erotic Romance
Publisher:  Boroughs Publishing Group
Date of Publication:  27 July 2017
ISBN:  978-1-944262-82-2
ISBN: 978-1-548299-49-1
Word Count: 40,000 words.
Cover Artist:  Boroughs Publishing Group

Tagline: When they met on Friday night, he dominated her. When he walks into her photography classroom on Wednesday morning, the question is, who’s in charge. 


Women beg Wes Oliver to dominate them in darkness. In the light, he’s finally getting his life back on track. College is priority number one—until he finds his new professor is the delicious Sub who ran out on him last weekend, a brilliant and mature beauty nothing like the girls who usually kneel before him. Suddenly, this is no longer just about pleasure. This is about his heart.

Aimee Eastman has rules. Rules for herself. Rules for her college photography students. Rules for the partners she submits to at private BDSM house parties. Then the hot young Dom who topped her last weekend walks into her classroom and all boundaries fly out the window—or would if she could just give up control. Like she wants. Like she needs. Then she and Wes might share forever.

About the Author:
Sionna Fox has been writing stories her whole life. Her first book was about dinosaurs, and according to her mother, it was adorable. Sionna was late to the romance game, but hasn’t looked back since picking up the habit and firmly believes romance novels can save your life. She lives in New England with her very patient husband and a very put-upon dog.

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