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When a senator’s daughter falls for a tattooed bad boy...she discovers she'd do anything For Ryan.
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Genre: Contemporary Romance
I have a new name in a new city.
Tye and I agreed to be friends only. Now he sleeps in my bed every night, holding me close, protectively. After everything that I’ve been through, I’m not sure that I can handle more, besides he isn’t a relationship kind of guy. I’m not even sure why he’s here with me.
I saw Billie and wanted her immediately. I know that she has secrets but getting to know her is like unwrapping a gift, slower is better. Her scars run deep and every day is a struggle. I want to help her, to protect her from those that want to hurt her. I tell myself that’s why I’m holding her every night.
We’re just friends… It’s for the Best that way.
What is the one thing authors have a hard time with??? Marketing! I have been in the marketing business since I sold my first radio ad in 1994.
As a media buyer, I look at viewing/listening in average quarter hours. Consider how many messages you see every fifteen minutes? What’s the last message that stayed with you and why?
How do you create a memorable ad? That’s the zillion dollar question…which is why an effective and efficient marketing plan matters!
Here are some marketing tips:
If you don’t believe in your product no one else will.
Amazon Author Page: http://bit.ly/JillianJacobsAMZAuthorPage
Who is Jillian Jacobs?
I like hot tea, mooses, and polish pottery.
I write Paranormal and Contemporary romance. Both genres include suspenseful elements. I tend to include a villain POV, because I love delving into the dark side.
I’m the co-founder of Healing with Words—a not for profit agency established for healing survivors of abuse, addiction, trafficking, and prostitution. The mission is to bring together readers, authors, and survivors in a positive manner that affects change and relief from negative influences. Writers on The River, an author event in Peoria, Illinois is hosted by Healing With Words.
Title: Bearly Safe
Series: Texan Bears #1
Genre: paranormal romance
Release Date: June 1st, 2017
Publisher: Fiery Heart Publishing
Heat Level: Steamy
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Blurb: Attending a co-worker's Halloween party dressed as a sexy fairy was the worst decision Shelby Maxwell made all week. That is until she lets her temper get the best of her in front of Dallas's finest and ends up in the back of a police cruiser. Too bad the gorgeous jerk responsible for her bad behavior didn't have the sense to avoid the police, himself.
When someone shoots up the party, the gorgeous jerk, Nick Kang, sprouts fur, explodes out of the police cruiser, and saves the day. Nick's jerk streak continues as he leaves Shelby to explain what happened.
After her name is released to the press, a penitent Nick arrives to protect Shelby from the killer's mafia associates. Close quarter guarding leads to close quarter groping and a little more intimacy than Shelby is prepared for. But it may be time to put her past behind her and accept far more than the safety Nick offers.
Anya Breton is a web monkey with an obsession for nail polish and rubber chickens. Her fears include Peeps and people who hate clowns. Her genres include romance, urban fantasy, and young adult—all with a little quirk. She lives in the Midwest where land is cheap and corn is cheaper.
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Recently, I've noticed something quite a bit odd. I mean look at this chicken breast. What in the world?
When I was a kid, I was introduced to raising chickens by my parents. We had a few in this back shed, that sort of reminded me of a tiny shack that settlers had built back in the 1800's or whenever. Let's not delve into my errant history knowledge though, okay? The point is, the wooden shack had an covered area in the back, and in there, we raised chickens.
Now if you're squeamish you might not want to read this part.
I can remember when the chickens got big enough to eat.
I can remember my father chopping off their heads.
And what is nightmare inducing is the chickens literally ran around with their head chopped off after said chopping. Not really something a kid who always slept with a nightlight on should see.
Mom and I were discussing this childhood trauma the other day, and what did she do, she added to the nightmare. She said when she plucked the chickens their feathers were covered with these white bugs. GAG! Nope! Eww!
I remember the taste too, because yeah, we did eat them. My parents were big in gardening and all that jazz so.. anyway, the meat was really chewy. Now mind you this was like thirty-plus years ago, maybe more, and I still remember. So, in summary, comparing that fresh chicken oh, so long ago to these mega-enhanced breasts, I don't know what to say. I will say that I do think chicken tastes different. I have watched a documentary on these chicken farms where the poor chickens can't even walk because of their genetically enhanced breasts.
So, maybe I'll do a taste test comparison. Or grab some organic chicken sometime, because chicken's walking around with Double DD's just seems a tad unnatural. And yes, I realize mass production of food for the masses is the thing now. Cheap, quick, easy, but I just don't know. These monster chicken breasts give me the creeps a little, but no, I don't want to go back to chopping my own, so...I'm up for suggestions. Anyone?
Book 3 in Guardians of Agalrae Series
After Chase in 2015 and Ariel: The First Guardian in 2016, Scrogham is releasing the third book in the Guardians of Agalrae series. Rabashani: The Half-blood Guardian takes readers into a wintery setting and picks up about a year after Ariel: The First Guardian ends.
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“I wanted to show readers a new side of Agalrae,” Scrogham says. “It’s more than just mountains and Alicorns. As I got to know more of the Guardians, I realized some of them were native to Agalrae. Rabashani is one of those characters.”
Rebecca LeHaye is a half-elf that is so desperate to escape from her past that she changed her name. She hasn’t been called Rabashani since she lived in the Frostlands. After her father is suddenly killed, a series of events leads her back to her icy homeland where she must confront the two people who hurt her most – her sister and her ex-fiancé.
“We all have those people in our lives that are hard to forgive,” Scrogham says. “And sometimes, no matter how hard we try, circumstances don’t work out in our favor. Rabashani’s story is about forgiving yourself.”
At least two more books are planned for the Guardians of Agalrae series. The next release will wrap up the events of Rabashani’s story, and the following book will fast forward into time to take a peek at what happened to Chase and Lauren.
Rabashani: The Half-blood Guardian is a new adult paranormal romance scheduled to release on May 1, 2017.
Rebecca has all the love, support, and sunshine she ever wanted with her Guardian partner Seth at her side. The trouble starts one day when letters arrive from her deceased elven father. She has inherited a position of power and will be forced to return to a frosty homeland she swore to forget.
Home is worse than she remembered. The underworld is preparing for war and the elves are divided regarding who should lead them—the immortal council or a dictatorship under Rebecca’s mortal half-blood. Her grip on her safe world falls apart when Seth is thrown in prison for treason.
Unable to forgive her family for the wounds inflicted upon her long ago, Rebecca is left alone with her inner demons as darkness descends. Bitter barriers consume her and she finds herself playing into the hands of the underworld she swore to destroy. Forgiveness is the only way to save her soul, and that’s not something she’s willing to offer.
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I yank Mother’s necklace until the clasp breaks and falls into my hands. A small part of my heart cries out. But she is gone. I was too young to remember her. Her necklace meant home to me, a place of security and safety. The Frostlands are the farthest thing from safe. As I stalk back into the warehouse with Mother’s necklace in my hand, my feet echo down the quiet hallway, and I settle on the final decision that calms me.
I will burn everything. The letters, my elvar garb, yes, even my bow. I can make another. My new life with Seth officially begins today, and though Kimji disturbed us yesterday, I will not allow a twist to deter me from this home I’ve chosen. Everything will be left in ash as a reflection of what the Frostlands did to my heart.
I am no longer Rabashani the half-elf. I am Rebecca Morgans, formerly Rebecca LeHaye, human newlywed. That strength in my new identity, one I choose, hardens me as Seth and I ride out to the mainland in the heat of the day. Stalks of grass brush my ankles from Valkadash’s back. She surges underneath me, hoisting her yellow legs twice as high to carry me through the browning meadow grass. We’re out in the open space, cantering through the heart of the mainland just beyond the trees bordering the beach. I ride straight ahead toward a river I know is there but I cannot yet see. This area of Agalrae is too open to be occupied by any herds.
“We’re leaving them behind,” Valkadash huffs.
I lean back, inviting her to slow. She tosses her yellow head like a dandelion stirred by the breeze, and then we’re walking. Kiera’s red body swishes through the grass until she catches up with Valkadash. They saunter side by side, but Seth is pale on Kiera’s back.
“The ride is smoother at a faster gait,” I mention, trying to hide the smirk from my lips. If he would only relax, he may enjoy the ride.
“You know how I feel about that,” Seth mutters.
“You could ride with me.” My voice drops low even though it wasn’t my original intent to fill my words with innuendo.
Seth smiles with half of his mouth. “Later.” He looks up at the sky patched with clouds. “Is this a good spot?”
“As fine as any.” I dismount into grass higher than my hips and tug off my shoulder satchel. Everything is inside that I’m ready to burn, except for my bow. I rip up a few stalks of grass to give me access to the ground and dirt, though I don’t intend for this fire to get out of control. Nostalgia rises in me next to a grip of alarm. Am I really going through with this? Burn everything, even without reading a single letter?
It won’t matter. The letters, the summons, none of it will change my decision. I will not go back to the Frostlands.
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