Soul Dance Series by Ann Gimpel

Tarnished
Beginnings
Soul
Dance
Book
One
Ann
Gimpel
Book
Description:
Tairin’s wolf is more than just a
dream creature. She hates it, but it’s also her only friend.
1700s Egypt is a haven for
magic-wielders of all kinds. Vampires hold court, staying one step ahead of the
priests and priestesses who want them dead. Gypsy caravans roam the Nile from
north to south and back again, plying their wares, telling fortunes, casting
Tarot cards, and stealing from the gadjos.
Tairin Jabari was born in a
caravan and has always believed she’s Romani. Why wouldn’t she? Her mother and
father never suggested otherwise. The Rom have harsh rules. When Tairin’s first
shift catches her unaware at thirteen, her father disappears, and the elders
move with deadly speed to punish her mother for mating outside the blood.
Hurt, lost, confused, and fearing
for her own life, Tairin runs away, leaving her mother’s smoking funeral pyre
behind. If she could only find her father, he’d welcome her. He’s always loved
her, hasn’t he? Only problem is he’s in a shifter settlement. With her mixed
blood, they won’t welcome her any more warmly than the Romani. It doesn’t take
long before Tairin discovers how desperately unprepared she is for life outside
her protected caravan. With her survival on the line every single day, she and
her wolf have some hard choices to make.
Tarnished
Beginnings, the prequel to the Soul Dance books is only available in the
Magic After Dark Boxed set.
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About
the Box Set

Journey from the hills of Ireland
to Victorian England, from medieval Italy to eighteenth century Egypt, from the
United States to the sand-baked Middle East and beyond to explore forbidden
magic, meet exotic gypsy lovers, navigate the pitfalls of ancient prophecies,
battle vampires and shifters, and defeat evil sorcerers and hellish demons.
This unique collection, inspired
by the rich and varied history of gypsies from all over the world, contains
over one million words of captivating urban fantasy and paranormal romance
fiction that’s guaranteed to keep you up long after dark.
Discover gypsy worlds where
heroes roam and magic reigns with twenty-five brand new works from today’s New
York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors.
Each book within this collection
is exclusive to the set and can’t be found anywhere else. Preorder now for a
future filled with romance, mystery, adventure, and magical thrills!
 
*** Contributing Authors ***
New
York Times bestselling author Rebecca Hamilton
USA
Today bestselling author Caryse Locke
New
York Times bestselling author Margo Bond Collins
USA
Today bestselling author Ann Gimpel
USA
Today bestselling author J.L. Weil
USA
Today bestselling author J.A. Culican
New
York Times bestselling author Tom Shutt
Melle
Amade
USA
Today bestselling author T.F. Walsh
Dean
F. Wilson
Miranda
Hardy
Award-Winning
author D.N. Leo
David
J. Normoyle
Megan
J. Parker
Monica
Leonelle
P.E.
Padilla
Ainsley
Shay
Megan
Linski
Award-Winning
author Julie Morgan
Cait
Reynolds
Chloe
Garner
Paris
Andren
Cate
Farren
Felicia
Starr
Award-Winning
author Nathan Squiers
Tarnished
Legacy
Soul
Dance
Book
Two
Ann
Gimpel
Germany, 1940
Half Romani, Tairin’s no stranger
to hiding her mixed blood from gypsy caravans. What she can’t hide is her
perpetual youth, courtesy of her shifter heritage. Every few years, she drops
out of sight, resurfacing in a new country to join a caravan where no one knows
her. She’s overstayed her welcome where she is, but Germany is at war, and
travel has become all but impossible for everyone targeted by the Reich.
Elliott’s clairvoyance is strong,
even for a Romani. Seer for all the caravans in Germany, he catches Tairin
eavesdropping outside their leader’s wagon one night. He should turn her in,
but it would mean her execution, and he can’t bring himself to do that.
Instead, he interrogates her. Her magic is different, but he can’t figure out
quite what she is.
Any association between Romani
and shifters is forbidden, and Tairin shields herself from Elliott’s probing.
She should leave right now, tonight. It would be easy enough. Shift to her wolf
form and run, keeping out of hunters’ gunsights. She’s on the edge of flight
when Elliott suggests a covert task to prove her loyalty. Tairin agrees
immediately, kicking herself for being weak where he’s concerned. Shifters and
Romani have no future together. Zero. Zilch.
She should be smart about this
and vanish into the night—before he discovers what she is and destroys her.
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Gimpel
     
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Tarnished
Prophecy
Soul
Dance
Book
Three
Ann
Gimpel
Germany, 1940
Magic runs strong in Ilona, a
gypsy seer. Powerful ability isn’t valued in Romani women, so she focuses her
fortunetelling on inconsequential details. Nothing that could come back to
haunt her caravan if a prediction went bad. Rounded up and dumped in Dachau
prison camp, she has plenty of time to rue her decision to downplay her
ability. If she’d taken the time to scry her own future, she’d still be free.
A wolf shifter, Jamal made the
mistake of wedding a Romani woman centuries ago. His arrogance caused both
death and heartache, and he’s been alone ever since. The recent threat of
vampires joining the Third Reich has provided ample reason for shifters and Rom
to lay their ancient enmity aside and work together, but their détente is
fragile.
Jamal and a group of shifters
come across Ilona after her escape from Dachau. Vulnerable, terrified, she’s
fully prepared to fight. Her courage and mettle touch places in him he’d
thought were dead, but she’s Romani. His last relationship ended so badly, the
last thing he needs is to fall for another gypsy woman. He wrestles his
tumbling emotions into submission, but when she trains her enigmatic, gray gaze
on him, his resolve first weakens and then vanishes entirely.
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About the Author:
Ann
Gimpel is a mountaineer at heart. Recently retired from a long career as a
psychologist, she remembers many hours at her desk where her body may have been
stuck inside four walls, but her soul was planning yet one more trip to the
backcountry. Around the turn of the last century (that would be 2000, not
1900!), she managed to finagle moving to the Eastern Sierra, a mecca for those
in love with the mountains. It was during long backcountry treks that Ann’s
writing evolved. Unlike some who see the backcountry as an excuse to drag
friends and relatives along, Ann prefers solitude. Stories always ran around in
her head on those journeys, sometimes as a hedge against abject terror when
challenging conditions made her fear for her life, sometimes for company.
Eventually, she returned from a trip and sat down at the computer. Three months
later, a five hundred page novel emerged. Oh, it wasn’t very good, but it was a
beginning. And, she learned a lot between writing that novel and its sequel.
Around
that time, a friend of hers suggested she try her hand at short stories. It
didn’t take long before that first story found its way into print and they’ve
been accepted pretty regularly since then. One of Ann’s passions has always
been ecology, so her tales often have a green twist.
In
addition to writing, Ann enjoys wilderness photography. She lugs pounds of
camera equipment in her backpack to distant locales every year. A standing joke
is that over ten percent of her pack weight is camera gear which means someone
else has to carry the food! That someone is her husband. They’ve shared a life
together for a very long time. Children, grandchildren and three wolf hybrids
round out their family.
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Release Day Blitz The Unlikeable Demon Hunter: Sting by Deborah Wild

The
Unlikeable Demon Hunter: Sting
Nava
Katz
Book
Two
Deborah
Wilde
Genre: urban fantasy/romance
Publisher: Te Da Media
Date of Publication: June 26,
2017
ISBN: 978-1-988681-01-6
ASIN: B071Y2GHDM
Number of pages: 420
Word Count: 88,000
Cover Artist: Damonza
Book Description:
50%
boobs. 50% sarcasm. 100% new breed of hunter.
After a bumpy start as the only
female demon hunter in the top secret Brotherhood of David, Nava Katz heads to
Prague for her first undercover mission: unmasking a demon movie star. She’d be
all kinds of thrilled if it weren’t for the fact that her fellow hunter-with-benefits,
Rohan Mitra, has reclaimed his rock star status and assigned Nava the role of
groupie.
Rejecting her “be a good
girl and follow orders” directive, Nava unleashes an alter ego guaranteed
to hook their celebrity target and drive Rohan crazy. No downside-until she
finds herself up against Rohan’s past, the Brotherhood’s antiquated thinking,
and her own identity issues, turning her personal life into a bomb that could
blow up the entire operation.
Sparkly and deadly; it’s a plan.
Excerpt
#2:
Rohan’s arm shot
out to the wall, blocking me. The two of us faced in different directions. How
apt.
“Move,” I said
He didn’t budge.
I stared
resolutely ahead.
Finally he
dropped his arm.
I pulled my
keycard from my coat, walking directly to my room. No passing go. No collecting
$200.
“Don’t leave.”
He spoke quietly but in the silence of the corridor, I had no trouble hearing
him.
My hands balled
up. Hadn’t it been enough for one night? That thread between us that had felt
so comforting earlier threatened to strangle me now. Anger fueled my turn. I
would have welcomed a corresponding anger in him, but the naked longing on his
face and the defeat in the slope of his shoulders undid me. That and his
sincere, “I love watching you dance.”
The hallway was
empty but it suddenly felt hard to breathe.
He held out a
hand.
I leaned back.
The magnetic push/pull between us demanded a certain distance, a certain
resistance, as much as attraction. Wrung out on every level, I couldn’t afford
to let Mr. Force-of-Nature Mitra take advantage of my weakened boundaries to
redefine our hook-ups into whatever vision he had of them.
The air
conditioning kicked in and I wrapped my arms around myself.
“When you see my
shower, you’ll thank me.” He scrunched up his face, a lock of hair falling
boyishly over his eyes. “Nothing happens. Just sleep.”

 

I wasn’t sure if
that sweetened the offer or not, but I nodded.
 
About the Author:
                                                       
A global wanderer, hopeless
romantic, and total cynic with a broken edit button, Deborah writes urban
fantasy to satisfy her love of smexy romances and tales of chicks who kick ass.
She is all about the happily-ever-after, with a huge dose of hilarity along the
way. “It takes a bad girl to fight evil. Go Wilde.”

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Isle of Savages by T. Briar

 

Isle of Savages
T. Briar
Genre: New Adult Action Suspense Thriller
Publisher: MuseItUp Publishing
Date of Publication: June 13, 2017
eBook ISBN: 978-1-77127-926-0
ASIN: B07195LTB8
Number of pages: 220
Word Count: 59,400 words
Cover Artist: Eerilyfair Design
Tagline: Eleven souls are shipwrecked on an island teeming with sub-human cannibals. Who will survive to tell the tale?
Book Description:
On July 20, 20— a charter school’s sponsored sail from San Diego to Hawaii hits a reef during a violent storm. Sixteen souls abandon ship. Nine students, along with the hated captain and first mate, wash up on what they believe is a deserted island.
Separated into three groups by circumstance and mutual distrust, treachery and death lurks for all. Over the course of a single day, one student betrays all the others. Another drowns. Two others get ambushed by a great white shark. And, like falling dominoes, the captain, first mate, and six students fall prey to a tribe of bloodthirsty cannibals.
In the face of almost certain death, who will escape from the isle of savages to tell the tale?
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Excerpt:
Date: July 20,
20—
General
Location: Pacific Ocean
Definitive
Longitude and Latitude: Unknown
Through
strangled, sputtering coughs, Eric Kovac’s eyelids flickered open to stark
darkness. He lay face down in receding wave-wash, naked except for a pair of
board shorts, drenched to the bone. A tortuous grittiness seared the tender
linings of his mouth, nose, and throat; pain wracked his body, inside and out.
As he struggled to make sense of his peril, the sound of crashing waves
thundered. A sudden rush of warm saltwater buried him underwater.
Choking and
coughing violently, he forced himself up onto his hands and knees, stomach
clenching in excruciating spasms as he vomited up great bouts of saltwater.
Although the purging left him weak—on the verge of blacking out—it cleared the
irritating sand from his breathing passages. Survival instinct, more than
cognizant reasoning, sent him crawling up the shoreline. After only a few feet,
his battered body could go no further and he collapsed onto wet sand while his
feet and legs still lay in the incoming tide.
The sound of
crashing waves slowly returned, and with it, the recognition of something new.
Wind buffeted his body from all directions…storm-washed, freshly cleansed wind.
Beneath the dizziness threatening to overwhelm him, he had only one coherent
thought.
What happened to
me?
For the life of
him, he couldn’t remember how he’d come to be on this beach, hurting and
possibly grievously injured. Despite the horrendous pain, he rolled over onto
his side to lift himself on an elbow and scan the darkness for clues.
In the edge of
the surf, a dark silhouette resembling the shape of a human body floated, the
incoming and outgoing surf pushing and pulling at it. It was a tossup as to
which would win the tug of war.
Instantly, the
memory of the ship’s boom careening into his forehead materialized out of
nowhere. In something akin to shock, distorted memories of the chain of events
leading up to the blow that had laid him low flitted through his mind…
The storm had
come out of the northwest late yesterday evening, the leading edge blue-black
and roiling. It’d chased after them relentlessly, finally howling down on their
sixty-foot blue water cruiser in the middle of the night, crackling long
streaks of lightening that were blinding in their frequency and intensity.
Fierce winds and towering waves tossed the yacht to and fro as if it were a
toy. Deafening claps of thunder reverberated through the vessel to drown out
the terrified shrieks of the sixteen students cowering below deck. Then,
without warning, when only the tiniest tendril of hope remained, the yacht ran
into something, cementing their fate—
That’s right!
We’d run from the storm well into the night, hoping to angle out of its path to
safety. But we hit something…
Snapshots
flashed through his mind, one after the other in quick succession: the
sickening crunch of fiberglass shattering; the non-stop rush of water breaching
the hull; the ear-splitting cries of his classmates’ despair; the captain
ordering everyone from below deck to abandon ship; the screeching wind and
stinging rain above deck merciless; brilliant veins of lightening illuminating
the pitch blackness to reveal the shoreline of an island; so much water in the
air, breathing seemed almost impossible; a boy and a girl at the very end of
the line of joined hands snatched up like kites and flung out into darkness;
the terrifying fear that the rest of the line would quickly follow; the glassy,
shock-stricken stares of his classmates waiting their turn to be helped over
the side into the life raft; the white boom breaking loose from its mooring and
whipping toward him; trying to duck and almost making it; total blackness…
Eric, trembling
in the aftershock of surviving the impossible and being grateful simply to be
alive, remembered something else…there had been a girl he was intent upon
saving…and one of her friends. He’d helped them into the raft right before his
accident. But what were their names? Who were they to him?
He concentrated
on summoning their faces, unable to shake the feeling they had been his close
friends, or perhaps, one of them had been more than a friend.
Slowly, like
gooey fluid forced through a half-clogged strainer, the image of a dark-haired
girl—seventeen years old and of Asian-American descent—with a beautiful oval
face, olive skin, and dark eyes took form in his mind’s eye. The face of a
pretty, blue-eyed blonde with curly, shoulder-length hair quickly followed.
Mia! I was
trying to save Mia Miller! And her best friend, Keri Shaw!
Peering at the
floating body again, a burst of adrenaline coursed through his veins,
energizing him into action. The sickening hollowness in his stomach and the
aches in his body disappeared. He flipped back over onto hands and knees to
scramble toward the dark silhouette in the white surf. As of yet, he couldn’t
tell if the body was male or female.
Please don’t let
it be Mia. Please, anyone but her.
His eyes made
out what he thought looked like the muscled back and arms of a young man and
his fear receded…somewhat. Grasping the corpse by the hair of its head, he
lifted the face out of the water to ascertain that it wasn’t Mia—instead was
Charles Darry, a Low Country kid from South Carolina. He’d been the only other
Southern student on their cruise of horrors, which had given Eric and him
something singularly in common, although they had never become what one would
call friends. He released Charles, frantically glancing around the darkness.
“Mia!” he
attempted to yell, but the name came out strangled and weak. He tried again and
it came out clearer and louder this time.

 

“Eric!” answered
a frightened, high-pitched voice. “I’m over here!”
 
About the Author:
Always striving for pulse-pounding action, sitting-on-the-edge-of-your-seat suspense, and hair-raising thrills, T. Briar’s mainstream thriller writing places courageous heroes and heroines in the fight of their lives against the elements, hostile surroundings, morally bankrupt villains, and any other obstacles T. can think of.
But be warned, once the wheels are set into motion with the first sentence, it’s a twisting, turning journey to the end to see who lives and who dies. And make no mistake, someone’s going to die. Some will even die badly. That’s just the way it is when fighting for survival under perilous conditions. The only question is: Will it be the heroes and heroines, or the villains?
T. Briar’s target audience is New Adults who boldly step up to meet life’s challenges with the confidence of youth urging them on.
Please checkout T. Briar’s page at http://thomasbriar.com to find out more about T. and his thriller writings.

 

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