$25 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway: A Mind Reader’s Christmas by Al Macy

A Mind Reader’s Christmas
Eric Beckman Mysteries Book 4
by Al Macy
Genre: Paranormal Cozy Mystery
Eric Beckman, a mind-reading private investigator, is spending Christmas
in snowy Vermont with his wife and daughter. He needs a break from
solving cases, but the townspeople convince him to look into the
village mystery: Every holiday season, someone switches the baby
Jesus with one of the other figures in the town’s nativity scene.
With the help of his ten-year-old daughter, also a mind reader, he soon
learns that some of the residents of the small town are not who—or
even what—they seem to be. There’s something supernatural going
on in Newburn, Vermont.
His investigation causes an escalation of strange happenings, and soon,
swapped manger figures are the least of the town’s worries. If
Beckman can’t adjust his view of the world—force himself to
believe in things he never thought possible—the Christmas vacation
could turn out to be his family’s last.
A Mind Reader’s Christmas may be read as a
standalone book or as Book Four in the Eric Beckman series.
Democracy’s Thief
Eric Beckman Mysteries Book 3
Private Investigator Eric Beckman hates politics. He doesn’t even watch the
news—it’s just sensationalized stories crafted to sell
commercials. Why should he care?
But that changes when a friend is shot in the head during a politically
motivated break-in. Eric starts digging, and using his paranormal
mind-reading skills, he soon discovers that Wilson Kingman, the
presidential candidate behind the burglary, has some supernatural
skills of his own. With one sweep of his mesmerizing gaze, he’s able
to secure the fanatical devotion of the thousands who attend his
rallies–including the very people investigating him.
Worse, Kingman’s true motivations have nothing to do with leading the free
world. With the clock ticking down toward election day, Beckman must
overcome his aversion to politics and stop the wrong man from being
elected. If he fails, millions will die.
Democracy’s Thief is a standalone book which may be enjoyed without
reading any of the other books in the series.
Sanity’s Thief
Eric Beckman Mysteries Book 2
Private detective Eric Beckman can read minds. He’s used to weird cases, but
this one may be his most difficult yet. A beloved relative has
disappeared into a suspicious psychiatric hospital and Eric has no
choice but to go in after her.
Getting in is easy—he knows how to fake insanity.
Getting out … not so much.
The asylum’s director has some personality issues of his own and is doing
more than just treating patients. Now that Eric is one of them, his
mind may be headed for a fate worse than death.
His only hope for escape is to work together with the other inmates. But
collaborating with schizophrenics has its own challenges, even when
he knows what they’re thinking. Unless he can get word to the
outside, the case could cost him his sanity.
Sanity’s Thief is a standalone book and may be understood and enjoyed without
reading any of the other books in the series.
Yesterday’s Thief
Eric Beckman Mysteries Book 1
Private detective Eric Beckman can read minds.
Although he reads only the conscious thoughts of the people he interviews, it
usually gives him enough of an edge to overcome his inexperience as a
PI. But mind reading is hell on relationships. Trusting comes hard
when you know what people are really thinking.
The case of his life lands in his lap when a
beautiful woman materializes during a televised baseball game.
She
floats in midair, then drops to the ground, comatose.
Beckman is at her bedside when she wakes up. From the moment she opens her
eyes, she has him under her spell. He vows to figure out where—or
when—she came from, even if it kills him.
The stakes increase when she disappears without a trace. Worse, she holds
the key to a worldwide energy catastrophe. If Beckman can’t find
her and unlock her secrets, economies will collapse, and the world
will spiral down into chaos.
**FREE!!**
Al Macy writes because he has stories to tell. In school he was the
class clown and always the first volunteer for show and tell. His
teachers would say “Al has a lot of imagination.” Then they’d
roll their eyes.
But he put his storytelling on the back burner until he retired and wrote
a blog about his efforts to improve his piano sight-reading. That’s
when his love of storytelling burbled up to the surface, along with
quirky words like “burble.”
He had even more fun writing his second book, Drive,
Ride, Repeat,
but was bummed by non-fiction’s need
to stick to “the truth” (yucko). From then on it was fiction all
the way, with a good dose of his science background burbling to the
surface.
Macy’s top priority is compelling storylines with satisfying plot twists,
but he never neglects character development. No, wait … his top
priority is quirkiness, then compelling storylines, then character
development. No, wait …
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$100 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway: Forever Yours Clean Romance Event!

Forever Yours Clean Romance Event!

January 2019

During the month of January, we will be featuring 12 fabulous Authors who write clean romance!

There will be $400 worth of Giveaways plus great deals on books!

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Jennie Goutet
Liwen Y. Ho
Crissy Sharp
Jo Noelle
Laurie Winter
Sophia Summers
Stephanie Fowers
Lorin Grace
Ranee S. Clark
Rebecca Connolly
Reina M. Williams
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$15 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway: A Spell of Murder Witch Cats of Cambridge Book 1 by Clea Simon

A Spell of Murder
Witch Cats of Cambridge Book 1
by Clea Simon
Genre: Cozy Mystery
It’s Harriet’s fault. It’s always her fault, not that she’ll ever
admit it.” So begins A Spell of Murder: A Witch Cats of Cambridge
mystery, the first in a new cozy series that mixes feline fiction
with a touch of the paranormal, and a little romance as well.
Becca, newly single and newly unemployed, wants to believe she has
psychic powers. With nothing but time – and a desire for empowerment –
she’s studying to become a witch. What she doesn’t know is that
her three cats – Harriet, Laurel, and Clara – are the ones with
the real power. And when Harriet – “a cream-colored longhair with
more fur than commonsense” – conjures a pillow for her own
comfort, Becca believes her spells are finally working. Could that be
why Trent, the coven’s devilishly handsome leader, has been showing
her special attention? Or why Suzanne, a longtime coven member, draws
her aside to share a secret – a confidence that may lead to murder?
Excerpt:

Chapter 1.

 

It was Harriet’s fault. It’s always her fault, not that she’ll ever admit it.

That was Clara’s first thought as she tried to settle on the sofa, flicking her long, grey tail with annoyance. As a cat, Clara wouldn’t usually have any trouble getting comfortable. That’s one special skill that all felines share. But even as she tried to calm her restive tail, curling it neatly around her snowy front paws, Clara, a petite, if plump, calico, couldn’t stop fretting.

Harriet was her oldest sister, a creamsicle-colored longhair with more fur than common sense. Still, despite the fluffy feline’s typical self-absorption, she and Clara and their middle sister, Laurel, had cohabited with a nice enough human for almost two years without any problems, until now. Until Harriet.

Yes, Becca, their human, had begun to believe she had psychic powers. Becca, who at twenty-six usually had more sense, was training to be a witch, as if that were something one could learn from books. But to the calico cat who now fumed quietly on the sofa, the petite brunette had always seemed a harmless soul—good with a can opener. Warm. Generous with her lap. And then, last week, Harriet—who cared only for her own comfort—conjured up a pillow.

“I was tired,” Harriet said, in that petulant mew that Clara knew so well, when asked why in the name of Bast she’d be so stupid. “Becca wasn’t even looking.”

“You could have moved!” her younger sibling hissed back, the grey whorls on her sides heaving with annoyance. “And she was!”

Harriet was taking up the sunny spot on the windowsill, as she always did that time of the morning, and Clara narrowed her mysterious green eyes to glare at her sister. Harriet was more than fluffy, she was immense, a pale orange marshmallow of a feline, whose furry bulk and predictable habits prevented her youngest sister from enjoying any of the solar bounty. Still, she probably shouldn’t have hissed. Harriet was Clara’s elder, if merely by a few minutes. As it was, the orange and white cat just shuffled a bit and turned her rounded back on her sister rather than responding.

Clara didn’t know why she even bothered asking. She already knew the answer: Harriet didn’t move unless she had to, and on a warm spring day it was easier to conjure a cushion than make the leap from the sun-warmed sill to the sofa, where Clara now fumed. The sofa where, it turned out, Becca had been trying out a summoning spell. And so now, of course, their hapless human believed she had pulled that pillow out of the ether.

Which was a problem because Becca belonged to a coven. Had for about three months, ever since she saw a flier in the laundromat advertising an opening for “Witches: New and In Training.” That was the kind of thing that happened here, in Cambridge, where the hippies never really went away. Since then, they’d met every week to drink a foul-smelling herbal concoction and try out various spells. None of which ever produced any magic, of course. None of the humans had the basic powers of a day-old kitten, and certainly nothing like Clara and her sisters shared as the descendants of an old and royal feline line. But now, Clara feared, Becca had become obsessed, spending every waking moment trying to reproduce that one spell, while Harriet, Laurel, and Clara looked on.

“Don’t you dare…” Clara muttered in a soft mew as Laurel sashayed into the room, taking in her two sisters with one sweeping gaze. Laurel was the middle one, a troublemaker and as vain as can be. Not simply of her own glossy coat—the cream touched with brown, or, as she called it, café au lait—but of her powers. That she was plotting something, Clara was certain. As Laurel glanced from Harriet back to Clara again, her tail started lashing and her ears stuck out sideways like an owl’s.

“Why not?” Laurel had a streak of Siamese in her. It made her chatty, as well as giving her neat dark chocolate booties. “It’ll be fun.”

“It’ll bring more people!” Clara felt her fur start to rise. The idea of her middle sister meddling—and possibly adding more magic to the mix—made her frantic. “Don’t you get it? They’ll never let up.”

The black, grey, and orange cat—the smallest of the three sisters—didn’t have to explain who “they” were. That night, Becca’s coven would be meeting again at their place, which, to the three felines, was bad enough. Strangers, six of them, would soon be sitting in all the good seats, with their odd smells and loud voices. What was worse was that Becca would think she had to feed them, as well as brew that horrible tea. And as the cats well knew, Becca had no money, not since she lost her job as a researcher for the local historical society.

“Redundant,” her boss had told her. “What with the budget cutbacks and the advances in technology.”

“That means they can get an intern to do a Google search.” Becca had sniffled into Clara’s parti-colored fur the day she’d gotten the news. Harriet might be the fluffiest and Laurel the sleekest, but Clara was the one Becca talked to. The one she had confided in months earlier when she found the book that had started her on this whole witchcraft obsession, a spark of excitement lighting up her face. She’d been researching land deeds, the scutwork of history, when she had stumbled on it, her eye caught by a familiar name—some old relative of hers who had been caught up in a witch trial back in the bad old days in Salem. Then, when she’d seen the flier by the coin machine at the Wash ‘N Dry, she’d been so exhilarated, she’d raced back to tell Clara, leaving her sheets in the drier. And now, without the distraction of her job, Becca had thrown herself into the study of magic and sorcery, spending her days in the library or on her computer, trying to track down the full story of that great-great whatever, and sharing her fears and, increasingly, her hopes with Clara.

Maybe it was because Clara was a calico that Becca whispered into the black-tipped ears of her littlest cat. Calicos had a reputation for being more intelligent and curious than other felines. Plus, that uneven look—a gray patch over one eye and an orange one over the other—made her appear approachable. Inquisitive. Becca couldn’t know that her youngest cat was often teased for her markings. “Goofy,” her sister Laurel said in her distinctive yowl. “Clara the calico? Clara the clown!” Recently, Harriet had taken up calling her that too.

Clara didn’t mind, as long as Becca kept confiding in her. The young woman didn’t really think her cats understood about her being laid off, but, in truth, they were all quite aware of the straitened circumstances. Not that Laurel and Harriet always sympathized. There was that one time three weeks ago that Becca tried cutting back on the cats’ food, getting the generic cans from the market instead of the tiny ones with the pretty labels. After wolfing down hers, Harriet had barfed all over the sofa. She didn’t have to. She was just making a point about what she considered an affront to her dignity.

Tonight, when Becca took credit for conjuring that cushion, Clara didn’t know what her haughty sister would do. Interrupt, most likely. Jump onto the table and begin bathing, if she had to, to be the center of attention. If she tried anything further—like pulling more pillows out of the ether—or if Laurel got up to her own tricks, Clara would have to get involved, she vowed with a final flick of the tail. And that, she knew, just wouldn’t end well.

 

Clea Simon is the author of “A Spell of Murder,” the first in
her new “Witch Cats of Cambridge” series. She is also the
author of “World Enough,” a rock ‘n’ roll noir, as well as
the Blackie and Care series (most recently “Cross My Path”)
chronicling the adventures of the pink-haired Care and the black
feral cat who loves her. In addition to these darker books, she is
also the author of the Dulcie Schwartz feline mysteries, the Pru
Marlowe pet noir mysteries, and the Theda Krakow mysteries, as well
as three nonfiction books, including The Feline Mystique: On the
Mysterious Connection Between Women and Cats.
The recipient of multiple honors, including the Cat Writers Associations
Presidents Award, she lives in Somerville, Massachusetts, with her
husband, Jon Garelick, and their cat, Musetta.
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Book Giveaway: THE HIGHLAND RENEGADE by Amy Jarecki

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The Highland Renegade
Series: Lords of the Highlands Book 5
Genre: Historical Romance
Publisher: Hachette/Forever
Publication Date: January 8, 2019
Meet Robert Grant, the Fiercest Highlander in Scotland
She is the daughter of his sworn enemy.
Famed for his fierceness, Laird Robert Grant is above all a loyal Highland clan chief. But when redcoats capture his rival’s daughter, he sets aside their feud and races to her rescue. Aye, Janet Cameron is beautiful, cunning and so very tempting, but a Cameron lass is the last woman he should ever desire.
He is her one hope for happiness.
Janet refuses to meekly surrender, not even when surrounded by foes. She takes every chance to escape, first from English soldiers and then from the wickedly handsome Robert. Yet with each day they spend together, his unexpected gallantry chips away at her will little by little. As danger and treachery loom, can she trust him enough to choose love over vengeance?

Excerpt

“We could wager kisses.”
Covering her mouth with her fingers, Janet turned scarlet. “Sir, you are brash.”
“We’ve kissed before. I rather enjoyed it, and if I had to guess, you enjoyed kissing me as well.”
“I’ll not lie, but we mustn’t.”
He slid a finger along her forearm. “Whyever not?”
Her breath caught as those brilliant blue eyes met his gaze. He took her chin in the crook of his finger. “A wee kiss never hurt a soul.” His heart thrummed faster while he slowly savored her beauty, dipping his chin until plied her mouth with a single peck. “See,” he growled, “That was not so wicked.”
“I beg to differ. I daresay even a simple kiss from you is unquestionably wicked.” Her eyelids fluttered closed as she pursed her lips, clearly wanting more.
But she might be even more tempted if they played the game he planned—one he couldn’t lose.

Other Books by Amy Jarecki

The Lords of the Highlands takes you on an epic adventure through the perils of Jacobite Scotland. Passion and danger sear the pages of each stand-alone book with gripping love stories and action-packed plots. For detailed info, visit https://amyjarecki.com/series/lords-of-the-highlands/

The Highland Duke
BOOK ONE

 


The Highland Commander
BOOK TWO

 


The Highland Guardian
BOOK THREE

 


The Highland Chieftain
BOOK FOUR

 

About Amy Jarecki

Amy Jarecki

Multi-Award winning and Amazon All-Star author, Amy Jarecki likes to grab life, latch on, and reach for the stars. With a black belt in karate, she’s married to a mountain-biking pharmacist and has put four kids through college. Reinventing herself a number of times, Amy sang and danced with the Follies, was a plant manager, and an accountant for Arnott’s Biscuits in Australia. After earning her MBA from Heroit-Watt University in Scotland, she dove into the world of Scottish historical romance and hasn’t returned. Become a part of her world and learn more about Amy’s books on amyjarecki.com.
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Book Giveaway: Christmas Camp Wedding by Karen Schaler

After finally becoming partner at her advertising agency, Haley Hanson barely has time to plan her Christmas Eve wedding with her fiancé Jeff. When their perfect location falls through at the last minute, they need to find a new venue, fast. But everything is booked for the holidays, except for the place where Haley and Jeff fell in love, Christmas Camp.

With time running out to transform the inn into a winter wonderland, Trisha, a top wedding planner is brought in to help; she also just happens to be Jeff’s ex-girlfriend.

Will Jeff and Trisha’s Christmas past get in the way of Haley’s Christmas future, or can Christmas Camp still work its magic for a holiday happily ever after?

 

 

About the Book

Christmas Camp Wedding
by Karen Schaler

Series
Sequel to The Christmas Camp

Genre
Adult
Contemporary Romance

Publisher
Morrow Impulse

Publication Date
January 8, 2018

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To celebrate the release of CHRISTMAS CAMP WEDDING by Karen Schaler, we’re giving away one paperback copy of the book!

GIVEAWAY TERMS & CONDITIONS:  Open to US shipping addresses only. One winner will receive a paperback copy of Christmas Camp Wedding by Karen Schaler.  This giveaway is administered by Pure Textuality PR on behalf of Avon Romance. Giveaway ends 1/11/2019 @ 11:59pm EST. Avon Romance will send the winning copies out to the winner directly. Limit one entry per reader and mailing address.  Duplicates will be deleted. CLICK HERE TO ENTER!

 

 

About Karen Schaler

KAREN SCHALER is a three-time Emmy Award–winning storyteller, author, screenwriter, journalist and national TV host. She has written original screenplays for Netflix and Hallmark and Lifetime Christmas movies. Her travels to more than sixty-five countries as the creator and host of Travel Therapy TV inspired Christmas Camp. All of Karen’s stories are uplifting, filled with heart and hope.

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$25 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway: Triplicity by J. Mercer

Triplicity
by J. Mercer
Genre: YA Contemporary Fiction
Release Date: January 2019

Summary:

One week on an Alaskan cruise, three teens, and an endless trail of lies.

Enter a series of thefts on board and they all fall under scrutiny. Though Navy acts a proper preacher’s daughter, she did end up with someone else’s purse in her hands, and Jesse knows way more than he should about what’s gone missing. Isaiah, however, is the one with motive—enough money and he could get back to his ranch. Each holds a piece of the truth, but exposing the thief could damn them all. They must navigate through the lies they’ve told, choose between standing together or saving themselves, and decide if innocence is worth facing their ugliest secrets.

Excerpt:

Meet Navy:

Masses of people stood in line to board the incubator in front of me. Sorry, cruise ship. But honestly, the thought of so many bodily fluids in such a confined space made my stomach churn.

Double-checking that my hand sanitizer was still in place, I bumped my backpack higher on my shoulder and stepped away from my mom’s fiancé, who was chatting up a blue-haired old lady. Facing my mom, I decided it was as good a time as any to start up our fight again. She couldn’t get away from me here.

“If we keep moving like this,” I started, “I’ll never be kissed.” There’d been one guy in Houston I’d had hopes for, but after this vacation we were headed to Kansas City. I might only be sixteen and five-sixths, but at this point it felt like I’d be voting first.

“You do the kissing then, Navy.” My mom caught the eye of an officer at the next checkpoint and smiled, smoothing her hands down the front of her black jumpsuit. She was always worried about her first impression and always deferential to those in uniform.

I reached behind her and tightened her halter top, thankful at least she hadn’t picked the leopard print. It was a good thing we were getting out of Texas before its fashion sense could get too many claws in her.

My mom’s normal go-to attire—conservative diamond studs, fitted sweaters with pencil skirts, and sleek suits—would curl a lip at sharing suitcase space with a glorified onesie in leopard print.

Her attention hopped from the officer to Guy, my soon-to-be stepdad. “Solve your own problems, dear. Before they can solve you.”

“No, Mom. Just, no.” She would never get it; everyone wanted to kiss her. Somehow, she pulled off rich and cultured while still approachable, where my resting face was icy at best.

A girl couldn’t help her resting face, and it took a long time for people to get past that. Plus, I was too picky, or so my mother said. I wanted real emotion, not just chemistry, and I definitely didn’t want to get it over with, which is what she kept telling me to do.

“Anyway, this move,”—always moving, I should add—“it’s about stability too.”

Guy let out a huge laugh, and the old lady’s hat bobbled in the air as her shoulders shook. My mom and I shuffled forward, neither of us bothering to notify him he was holding up the line. It didn’t matter; this was the Godzilla of lines. Take any ride at Disney on the busiest day of the year, and it wouldn’t top this one: through a vast building (stand here, punch that, sign this, rude hands gesturing you impatiently over there like you’d done this before and had any idea what they wanted with you), out into a human holding tank, up and back and up and forth inside a humongous steel cage, until finally we reached the deck that wrapped around the massive boat.

We were cattle. And we were being herded into an incubator.

Shaking my head of it, I begged her, “Please, please, please don’t make me switch high schools again. This is the last one, okay? Can you manage two years in Kansas City?”

“If you insist, love.” My mom patted the back of my head, then dropped her hand to my shoulder and kneaded it. With her attention focused elsewhere, it was her usual absent-minded pep talk. “If you don’t want to see more of the world.”

Shaking her off, I took a few steps forward. Guy was still flirting with the old lady and people were starting to grumble behind them, so I went back for his stuff and tapped him on the shoulder. His black turtleneck made him look even more pompous than he was, but this lady was eating it up same as my mom had. When I was back at her side, I whispered, “If you get sick of Guy, we stay in Kansas City anyway. Got it?”

She extended her diamond-studded right hand to shake mine. “Got it.”

Wrapping my bare fingers around her chilled palm and the collection of old rings resting along her knuckles, I wondered if she actually loved this one.

About the Author

J Mercer grew up in Wisconsin where she walked home from school with her head in a book, filled notebooks with stories in junior high, then went to UW Madison for accounting and psychology only to open a dog daycare. She wishes she were an expert linguist, is pretty much a professional with regards to competitive dance hair (bunhawk, anyone?), and enjoys exploring with her husband—though as much as she loves to travel, she’s also an accomplished hermit. Perfect days include cancelled plans, rain, and endless hours to do with what she pleases.

For updates and news, you can find her on Facebook, but she’s more often on Instagram, talking about what she’s reading and other bookish things. Go there for book recommendations, reading-inspired writing tips, or even to read along. If you prefer everything delivered directly to your inbox, click here to get on the email list.

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Gift Bag Giveaway: THE SAFFRON CONSPIRACY: A NOVEL by Marilyn Baron

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The Saffron Conspiracy: A Novel
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Suspense, Mystery, Historical
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Publication Date: January 7, 2019
Love blossoms after a chance meeting between Austrian Botanist Andreas Bauer and Charleston Heiress Savannah Sutherland at the Bahnhof St. Valentin. But dark family secrets and an explosive, centuries-old conspiracy cast deadly shadows and threatens to derail their romance.
Botanist Andreas Bauer, passionate about saffron, plans to reintroduce organic farming of the world’s most expensive spice to a region of Austria now known for its wine. Meeting resistance from vintners, he does research in a local abbey and discovers a dark secret regarding a king’s ransom gone astray hundreds of years before. Heiress Savannah Sutherland is on her way to learn the wine business from her uncle, who owns one of the largest vineyards in the area. She has no idea she is expected to marry the heir of a neighboring estate to expand her uncle’s empire.
Sparks fly when Andreas sets eyes on Savannah, and he knows they’re destined to be together. But their growing attraction is threatened by her uncle–and by whoever orders a deadly attack on Andreas. Dark family secrets and a dangerous, centuries-old conspiracy cast deathly shadows over the love Andreas and Savannah share.

About Marilyn Baron

Marilyn Baron

Marilyn Baron writes in a variety of genres, from humorous women’s fiction to historical romantic thrillers and romantic suspense to paranormal/fantasy. The Saffron Conspiracy: A Novel is her 24th work of fiction. She’s received writing awards in Single Title, Suspense Romance, Novel With Strong Romantic Elements and Paranormal/Fantasy Romance and was The Finalist for the 2018 Georgia Author of the Year Awards (GAYA) in the Romance Category for The Alibi and The Finalist for the 2017 GAYA Awards in the Romance Category for Stumble Stones: A Novel. She is a PAN member of Romance Writers of America and Georgia Romance Writers and a member of Atlanta Writers Club. A public relations consultant in Atlanta, Marilyn graduated with a BS in Journalism and a minor in Creative Writing from the University of Florida. She is co-chair of the 2018 Roswell Reads Steering Committee and serves on the Atlanta Authors Committee. Read more about Marilyn at www.marilynbaron.com.
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2) A Saffron Gift Bag
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