Brother’s were raised to live and die by Three Rules
One, a Porter stands his ground
Two, a Porter leaves no enemy standing
Sutton Creech was a cheat and a liar. Tate Porter had found that out when he was eighteen, and he had no intention of letting her make a fool out of him again. He didn’t care how much pain he saw in her eyes or how old memories tugged at his unforgiving heart until, the night a hidden secret is revealed and everything Tate had believed about their past is shattered, proving he had let the woman he loved get away.
Between trying to protect his family and running their pot growing business, Tate doesn’t have time to play the “Nice Guy”. He’d just have to remember the most important rule his father had given them: A Porter always keeps what’s his.
“I was born in a small town in Kentucky. My family began poor, but worked their way to owning a restaurant. My mother was one of the best cooks I have ever known, and she instilled in all her children the value of hard work, and education.
Taking after my mother, I’ve always love to cook, and became pretty good if I do say so myself. I love to experiment and my unfortunate family has suffered through many. They now have learned to steer clear of those dishes. I absolutely love the holidays and my family puts up with my zany decorations.
For now, my days are spent writing, writing, and writing. I have two children who both graduated this year from college. My daughter does my book covers, and my son just tries not to blush when someone asks him about my books.
Currently I am writing five series of books- The Last Riders, The VIP Room, Predators MC, Biker Bitches, and The Dark Souls.
All my books are written for one purpose- the enjoyment others find in them, and the expectations of my fans that inspire me to give it my best.”
SYNOPSIS (From Goodreads) – Bill Bryson’s first travel book, The Lost Continent, was unanimously acclaimed as one of the funniest books in years. In Neither Here nor There he brings his unique brand of humour to bear on Europe as he shoulders his backpack, keeps a tight hold on his wallet, and journeys from Hammerfest, the northernmost town on the continent, to Istanbul on the cusp of Asia. Fluent in, oh, at least one language, he retraces his travels as a student twenty years before.
Whether braving the homicidal motorist of Paris, being robbed by gypsies in Florence, attempting not to order tripe and eyeballs in a German restaurant, window-shopping in the sex shops of the Reeperbahn or disputing his hotel bill in Copenhagen, Bryson takes in the sights, dissects the culture and illuminates each place and person with his hilariously caustic observations. He even goes to Liechtenstein.
I love Neither Here Nor There. I loved it when I first read it twenty years ago when my experience of solo travel was in its infancy and I loved it when I re-read it two weeks ago, with my experience of solo travel now mostly relegated to dusty memories and buried journals.
In 1972, Bill Bryson did what millions of other freshly-graduated young adults did and still do – he stuffed clothes into a backpack and left home for Europe to wander around, see new sights, gain new knowledge and do some chemically-induced stupid things. When he landed in Luxembourg and hitchhiked to Belgium, he was immediately “smitten”. He was “at large in a perfect world”. For four months, he traveled, “lost in a private astonishment”.
Twenty years later, after living in England for over a decade, Bryson, now an author, decided to retrace his early steps and rediscover the continent he loved and the feelings of exhilaration and trepidation that solo travel brings. Arriving first in northern Norway, Bryson slowly made his way south. Over the next few months, he wandered through France, Germany, Holland, Italy and the rest of the continent, loving and occasionally hating the feeling of being “hopelessly unfamiliar with everything”.
Neither Here Nor There is the hilarious, sarcastic and very honest recollection of his tour. He describes the “pleasantly pointless days wandering around”, the “necessarily aimless” evening strolls, and the “hermetic slobbiness” that can result from weeks of being a solo traveler. He both praises and criticizes bluntly. Bruges is “deeply endlessly gorgeous” but Cologne is “a dismal place” and Brussels is “seriously ugly” and “full of wet litter”.
But as I read, a new realization slowly began to simmer. Not only is Neither Here Nor There a travelogue, it has also transformed into a historical document of the early 1990’s and a description of what now seems prehistoric. Bryson’s journey is pre-GPS, without email, without Google, without Smartphones. If he wanted directions to the next town, it meant unfolding a map the size of a tablecloth or reading Let’s Go or Fodor’s, the guidebooks of the times. To buy dinner in France or Switzerland, he needed francs, in Italy, the currency was lira. No such thing as Euros back then. And Yugoslavia as a country doesn’t even exist anymore.
Even the humour seems somewhat outdated in our ultra politically-correct present. I both laughed and cringed at his cultural generalizations. Is it proper to say that “Germans are flummoxed by humour, the Swiss have no concept of fun” and are “desperately dull”? Or that “Italians are entirely without any commitment to order”? Statements made honestly at the time, perhaps, but still statements from another era.
Neither Here Nor There is back on my shelf again, where it will probably stay unopened for another twenty years. The humour, the currencies and the national boundaries may have changed, but my overriding thought when I closed the book was the same now as it was then. Heading to the airport with a one-way ticket to anywhere seems like a really good idea.
Bill Bryson’s bestselling travel books include The Lost Continent, Neither Here Nor There and Notes from a Small Island, which in a national poll was voted the book that best represents Britain. His acclaimed book on the history of science, A Short History of Nearly Everything, won the Royal Society’s Aventis Prize as well as the Descartes Prize, the European Union’s highest literary award.
Bryson has written books on language, on Shakespeare, and on his own childhood in the hilarious memoir The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid. His last critically lauded bestsellers were on history – At Home: a Short History of Private Life, and One Summer: America 1927.
Another travel book, A Walk in the Woods, has now become a major film starring Robert Redford, Nick Nolte and Emma Thompson. Bryson’s new book, The Road to Little Dribbling: More Notes from a Small Island comes out in Autumn 2015.
Bill Bryson was born in the American Mid-West, and is now living back in the UK. A former Chancellor of Durham University, he was President of Campaign to Protect Rural England for five years, and is an Honorary Fellow of the Royal Society.
In his own words – Surly Joe is a moderately nondescript Toronto-based white guy who spends too much time contemplating the nature of boredom. His aspirations waver between wanting to be either a professional gambler or a Zen monk, with a touch of writing on the side. After completing university with a degree in a subject that does not readily lead to any sort of viable employment, he wandered through Europe and Northern Africa for a while collecting stories and useless trivia, circumstance led to a career back in Toronto. He now spends his money on food, friends, wine and annual trips to Las Vegas.
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IMMORTAL MATCHMAKERS, INC.
Immortal Matchmakers #1
Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
Released Aug 24th, 2015
BECAUSE…dysfunctional immortals need love, too.
Once the most powerful immortal assassin ever to exist, this demigod now spends his days pining for the girl who got away: Helena. Doesn’t help that he’s also Helena’s full-time nanny slash bodyguard. But now that the apocalypse is over and her husband, the vampire general, has returned home for good, it’s time to move on.
But can Andrus let go of the woman he secretly loves?
Cimil, Goddess of the Underworld and owner of Immortal Matchmakers, Inc., knows the solution is finding another gal. The right gal. But getting a woman to date this callous, unrefined, coldhearted warrior will prove to be the biggest challenge of her existence. Good thing they’re in L.A.
When aspiring actress Sadie Townsend finds herself one week away from being thrown out on the street, the call from her agent is like a gift from heaven. But when she learns the job is teaching the world’s biggest barbarian how to act like a gentleman, she wonders if she
shouldn’t have asked for more money. He’s vulgar, uncaring, and rougher around the edges than a serrated bread knife. He’s also sexy, fierce, and undeniably tormented.
Will Sadie help him overcome his past, or will she find her heart hopelessly trapped by a man determined to self-destruct?
Commotion erupted in the restaurant, snapping Sadie back into awareness that she was lying on the restaurant floor underneath this large man, who was actually assaulting her.
“You think you can take me down with a little knife?” he snarled.
“Dammit, Andrus. You barbaric asshole,” barked the man’s date, “she was not trying to attack you, she was trying to serve you meat.”
A moment passed as the man stared into her eyes, still lying right on top of her, his cock nestled right up against her crotch. She felt his heart pounding away in his chest, the rhythm strangely matching her own frantic beats, like two war drums pounding together.
Ohmygod. What am I doing enjoying this?
You are not. You’re offended!
Yes. I am.
His eyes moved to her lips and then a cocky, devious smile worked onto his mouth. “Whoops. Guess I overreacted,” he said in a slow, deep unabashed voice.
He thought this was funny? He’d knocked the wind out of her and everyone was staring while she’d experienced an embarrassingly erotic moment that proved she was nuts or completely hard up for a man. Or into having public sex.
“Fucking asshole,” she snarled, catching her air, “get off.”
A wicked little smile flickered across his lips. “Perhaps later,” he whispered. “At present, I’m on a date.”
New York Times and USA Today bestselling Romance author, host of the radio talk show, Man Candy, on Radioslot.com.
When San Francisco native Mimi Jean went on an adventure as an exchange student to Mexico City, she never imagined the journey would lead to writing Romance. But one MBA, one sexy husband, and two rowdy kids later, Mimi would trade in corporate life for vampires, deities, and snarky humor.
She continues to hope that her books will inspire a leather pants comeback (for men) and that she might make you laugh when you need it most.
She also enjoys interacting with her fans (especially if they’re batshit crazy). You can always find her chatting away on Facebook, Twitter, or saying many naughty words on her show MAN CANDY on Radioslot.com !
His secret (alien) crush… I may be a Prince, but there are things that trouble me about my father’s royal rule-the forced abduction, experimentation, and torture of alien creatures. The king has a new prisoner who’s a carefully kept secret…
There’s a young female who belongs to a little-known civilization I have been studying extensively. They are human, belonging to a small, undeveloped planet called Earth. She is pretty in a way I find unusual and compelling. Sometimes I sneak into the adjoining cell and we talk about everything and nothing, even as I find myself yearning to touch her strange, soft skin.
Skin that is being subjected to invasive tests and experiments. A body that’s scheduled for a live dissection in fifteen days. And a life that will be terminated unless I risk my future and life to help her escape…
ABOUT GAMA RIFT
The majority of GAMMA RIFT takes place on a planet called Enestia after America, the main character, is abducted by aliens and taken there. Enestia is ruled by King Meallian. He lives in an expansive palace that includes a lab and cell block. His son, Prince Garran, also resides there along with his sister, Princess Murelle. While writing this book, I wished so badly that I could go to some of the places I describe in my novel. Of course, that would be impossible, but every time I re-read it, I go there in my head. Here are some of those places.
Enestia is a planet three galaxies away from earth. It has two suns that burn the sky a beautiful magenta and it rains several times day. The average temperature in human measures is 75 degrees Fahrenheit. Due to these unusual climate conditions, a beautiful, fragrant moss, called jessom moss, covers the ground. Oil extracted from jessom is used to perfume many things on Enestia such as soap, shampoo, and other body and hair-care products. The landscape is also incredibly lush, and although there are scattered clearings, the majority of the planet’s surface is shaded by expansive trees.
The Ring of Reverence
The Ring of Reverence is a very sacred place on Enestia. A ring of stone statues encircle a small clearing near the palace. Each statue represents a member of the Enestian Royal House and is commissioned by an artist after a royal’s death. Royals are the only Enestians allowed to enter this memorial.
Garran takes America to the Ring of Reverence, and they share a very special, life-changing moment there.
The Royal Palace
Being hundreds of years old, the palace has maintained its historical integrity although many upgrades have been made as new technologies replaced the old, such as virtual monitors in every room, plasma containment walls, and integrated computer systems. Enestian architecture is simple yet practical, and defined by high, curved ceilings dotted with lights. Like their buildings, Enestian furniture is dictated by clean lines and little adornment. Newer buildings have had their stone exteriors reinforced with an indestructible metal, but the palace will never see that renovation.
The Cuyamaca Mountains/Julian
I’ve been to the Cuyamaca Mountains many times, but the last time was years ago. This mountain range is east of San Diego and part of the Cleveland National Forest although Garran would describe its location like this: 32 degrees 56’31”N, 116 degrees 36,14”W.
Since I’ve been writing about this awesome camping destination, I would love to go there again. Julian, a former mining town, is in the north section of the Cuyamacas. Gold was discovered in the Cuyamacas in 1870 and was part of the gold rush. Now the town is known for its small-town, country atmosphere and famous apple pies.
America, was camping with her friends in these mountains when she was abducted by aliens. But had this not happened, I can guarantee that she and her friends would have drove into Julian for a day of shopping and apple cider.
Area 51/Roswell, New Mexico
Who wouldn’t want to go here? And I don’t mean driving by one of the government signs warning people to stay away (I’ve done that). I mean touring every building – even the most top secret areas. If there is a space craft there, along with its preserved alien occupants, I want to see them. And it there isn’t, than at least I’d know that truth about Area 51.
I know I would never be allowed to enter the compound, so being miles away from the facility is as close as I’ll ever get to an extraterrestrial – if some are being kept there.
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Kalli Lanford, a native of San Diego, California, grew up hanging out at the beach and playing sports. When she’s not nerding out at San Diego Comic-Con, she can be seen doing normal-people stuff like teaching high-school English, cooking delicious meals for her family, and attending her son’s football games. In her spare time, she writes new adult fiction and loves listening to hard rock. She hopes to live long and prosper, and that you will, too.
Cambria Hebert is a bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair. She currently resides in North Carolina with her children (human and furry) and her husband, who is a United States Marine.
Beside’s writing Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (because her dog runs her house).
Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: Text, Torch, Tryst, Masquerade and Recalled.
In a compelling, richly researched novel that draws from thousands of letters and original sources, bestselling authors Stephanie Dray and Laura Kamoie tell the fascinating, untold story of Thomas Jefferson’s eldest daughter, Martha “Patsy” Jefferson Randolph—a woman who kept the secrets of our most enigmatic founding father and shaped an American legacy.
From her earliest days, Martha “Patsy” Jefferson knows that though her father loves his family dearly, his devotion to his country runs deeper still. As Thomas Jefferson’s oldest daughter, she becomes
his helpmate in the wake of her mother’s death, traveling with him when he becomes American minister to France. And it is in Paris, at the glittering court and among the first tumultuous days of revolution, that she learns of her father’s liaison with Sally Hemings, a slave girl her own age.
Patsy too has fallen in love—with her father’s protégé, William Short, a staunch abolitionist intent on a career in Europe. Heartbroken at having to decide between being William’s wife or a devoted daughter, she returns to Virginia with her father and marries a man of his choosing, raising eleven children of her own.
Yet as family secrets come to light during her father’s presidency, Patsy must again decide how much she will sacrifice to protect his reputation, in the process defining not just Jefferson’s political
LAURA KAMOIE has always been fascinated by the people, stories, and physical presence of the past, which led her to a lifetime of historical and archaeological study and training. She holds a doctoral degree in early American history from The College of William and Mary, published two non-fiction books on early America, and most recently held the position of Associate Professor of History at the U.S. Naval Academy before transitioning to a full-time career writing genre fiction as the New York Times bestselling author of over twenty books, Laura Kaye.
Her debut historical novel, America’s First Daughter, co-authored with Stephanie Dray, allowed her the exciting opportunity to combine her love of history with her passion for storytelling. Laura lives among the colonial charm of Annapolis, Maryland with her husband and two daughters.
STEPHANIE DRAY is a bestselling and award-nominated author of historical women’s fiction. Her series about Cleopatra’s daughter has been translated into six different languages, was nominated for a RITA Award and won the Golden Leaf. As STEPHANIE DRAVEN, she is a national bestselling author of paranormal romance, contemporary romance, and American-set historical women’s fiction. She is a frequent panelist and presenter at national writing conventions and lives near the nation’s capital. Before she became a novelist, she was a lawyer, a game designer, and a teacher. Now she uses the stories of women in history to inspire the young women of today.
After a terrible start in life, Asher Harris picks himself up and manages to carve out a fairly decent future. Content with living alone in his bookshop, he shies away from relationships and keeps trust to a minimum.
Emma Carnes hasn’t seen Asher in years, though she’s never forgotten him. Their ne interaction as teenagers became pivotal to them both. It gave her a career.
It saved his life.
Emma saw things about Asher that nobody else did. When she urged him to escape perilous situation, it turned her toward her purpose in life…and saved Asher. Intrigued by the strong man he’s become, she gently persuades him to open up, but finds his emotional walls hard to climb. She also hopes for his help with a troubled teen, Gabe Dearing, who reminds her very much of Asher himself.
Their relationship and ties to Gabe threaten to reveal things someone wants to keep hidden…
Someone is watching Emma, trying to figure out what she knows, and she soon senses something isn’t right. When the bookshop is vandalized and Gabe disappears, only to return bloody, broken, and refusing to say what happened,
Asher and Emma search for the truth as their passion intensifies.
The danger mounts, and Emma and Ash struggle to keep what they’ve fought so hard to gain.
But can he save Emma as she saved him so long ago?
Or will a dark and violent history repeat itself and destroy them all?
She squealed when he grasped her waist and picked her up. His actions came as a shock, his strength too. Her protest hovered on the tip of her tongue, though she never actually said anything. His serious expression and determined strides were enough to keep her mouth closed.
Until he crushed his lips to hers. At that point she knew where it was heading, understood what he meant when he’d shouted. He was sick of holding back. Asher was taking what he wanted and ignoring any possible consequences.
Emma clung to him, their kisses growing deeper and more forceful as he carried her to his bedroom. She kept hold of him as he sat on the edge of his bed, moving her so that she straddled his lap. They’d been here before, only this time the air was electrified, sparks bursting from their touches. He wasn’t going to deny them this time. She could sense from his heated kisses and desperate touches that he was all in.
She blinked, her head spinning when he grabbed her loose T-shirt and pulled it over her head.
He tossed it, not caring to look where it landed. Asher drank her in, his chocolate eyes melting as they perused her chest.
A fire ignited low in her belly, her blood burning through her veins. She’d experienced lust before, however this with Asher was laced with something else. Something deeper.
Slowly, too slowly, he stroked a single finger over the swell of her breast. Her nipples tightened as she silently begged for him to cup them. Her will was enough, because those amazing fingers dipped under the lace of her bra before palming her breast. His eyes never left hers. His touch grew firmer, more demanding. “More,” she whispered. “Asher, more.”
He kissed her long and hard. At the same time she began unbuttoning his shirt, her fingers fumbling so much Asher ended up finishing the job for her. He didn’t stop with his shirt. After rolling her onto his bed, he stood and shucked off his jeans, sliding them down his legs before kicking them across the room. “No more barriers,” he rasped and pulled his underwear off too. His scars were exposed to her, the skin pink and puckered near his navel. There really were no barriers.
Still expecting him to back out, Emma held a bit of herself back. The rejection would sting a little less if she did. However, that became difficult when he hovered over her, pressing his body against hers. His eyes were hooded, and she could feel the heavy thump of his heart when she touched his chest. Hers was as rapid, the thrill of possibility surging in every cell. The connection with Asher was strong, very strong, and much more consuming than anything she’d ever felt before.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
M. A. Stacie is never without a book or her eReader. A voracious reader, with a love of sexy, yet angst ridden novels, she loves getting lost in new worlds. Her need to write did not grip her until after her second son was born, when her previous rambles became fully fledged stories.
She describes herself as one huge contradiction, and though not the most conventional of hobbies, she counts getting new tattoos as one of hers. Along with running, knitting, and listening to loud music. However, she is yet to work out how to do them all at the same time.
M. A. Stacie lives in the UK with her husband and three sons.