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The First Gwen Finnegan Mystery by Devon Ellington
Archaeologist Dr. Gwen Finnegan is on the hunt for her lover’s killer. Historical researcher Justin Yates bumps into her on the steps of the New York Public Library, and comes to her aid when she’s attacked, sparking an attraction between them in spite of their age difference. The shy historian, frustrated with his failing relationship, jumps at the chance to join her on a real adventure through Europe, pursued by factions including Gwen’s ex-lover and nemesis, Karl, as they try to unspool fact from fiction in a multi-generational obsession with a statue of the goddess Medusa.
“I really need Custis’s diary. But I can’t sit in the library and read it.” Gwen bit her lip. “I need to get it out of the building.”
“No, you don’t. I have a photocopy in my bag.”
“You do?” She stared at him.
“I told the librarian I was working with you and I copied it while I waited for you.”
Gwen smiled. “You’re brilliant!”
Justin blushed. “Aren’t you glad I stopped for my bag?”
“Yes. You were right. I was wrong. And this is a time where I’m delighted to be wrong.” She thought for a minute again. “Do you have a passport?”
The question threw Justin. “Yes.”
He clutched his knapsack closer to him. “In my bag.”
“I said it before and I’ll say it again: You’re brilliant.” She paused. “You’re in for a penny. Are you in for a pound?”
Justin took a deep breath. “I need more information than that.”
“This is your choice. Your crossroads. They’ve seen you now. Hell, Karl’s even talked to you. I think you’re safer with me. But there are no guarantees on this ride. I never thought they’d go after Harry. And he’s dead.”
“Dead.” Justin swallowed. “Who’s Harry?”
“Long story. But he was working on this with me. I should say I was working on it with him, he was the lead on it, but now it’s up to me. And he’s dead.”
“The funeral you went to yesterday?”
“Yes.” Now it was Gwen’s turn to take a
deep breath. “If you don’t want to do this, continue on with me, I’ll drop you off wherever you say.”
“I’m in,” said Justin.
“There are no guarantees.”
“I’m in,” he repeated, in a stronger voice.
Gwen leaned forward. “JFK, please,” she said to the driver.
Published by Bluestockings and Gentlemen Press.
Digital Universal Buy Link here.
SAVASANA AT SEA
The First Nautical Namaste Mystery by Ava Dunne
Smart. Intelligent. Sexy. Yoga Instructor Sophie Batchelder’s wonderful life gets turned upside down when she’s fired from her job and dumped by her fiancé in the same day. Grabbing the opportunity to assist the yoga instructor on a cruise ship headed for the Bahamas for ten days, she discovers her predecessor’s body, and the rumors that she’s taking over in that predecessor’s blackmail operation put her own life in danger. She must use intelligence, humor, and intuition to clear her name and save her own life.
Along the way, she’s swept up in the frenetic, stressful, life that happens beyond the “employees only” door of a cruise ship, and finds romantic possibilities and disappointments. Can she live a yogic path and survive cruise ship life? Which of the sexy new men in her life should she trust — Sebastian Anger, the engineer, who has secrets, but who makes her heart flutter with either pleasure or rage? Andrew, the nurse who goes out of his way to be friendly to her, no matter what the rumors? Or Detective Duncan Cooke, with the limp, the bedroom eyes, and the five o’clock shadow? Or Dhruv, the head of the Charisma’s security, who might have his own agenda to protect the ship at all costs?
I headed back down to the laundry, tripping on the top step down to Zero deck from the deck above it. I’d traveled up and down the miles of crew stairs enough where I should have expected that weird step, but every time, I snagged my foot and had to catch myself on the rail. I steadied myself without dropping anything, and made it back to the laundry room, where I dumped the next load of blankets, handed Merhati another twenty, and picked up the ones I’d left earlier. At least they were perfectly folded, although the stack was so high, I couldn’t see where I was going.
I turned and bumped into someone entering with bulging bags of laundry. “Oof! Sorry!”
“No, my fault, I couldn’t see where I was going,” said Sebastian. “Merhati, can you fit me in this evening?”
“Thirty-five?” Sebastian teased. “Last week, it was eighteen.”
“Last week, you brought me chocolate from port.” Merhati’s eyes gleamed with laughter.
“Thirty-five it is, and I’ll buy you something special in Nassau,” Sebastian promised.
“Then, maybe next time, only ten dolla.” Merhati grinned.
I left them to it, and headed back to the stairs that led from zero deck up through the decks and back to the studios. I thought I’d walked a lot living in New York City, but one day on the ship was equivalent to about a week in the concrete canyons.
The corridor smelled bad, like open garbage. The cleaners didn’t wash the crew halls multiple times a day like they did those on the passenger side of the ship. The garbage room was on this level, but it smelled fine when I came through a few minutes ago. Maybe someone dropped their dinner and hadn’t yet had a chance to clean it up? Or left it for someone else to clean up?
My foot hit something soft and unyielding at the bottom of the stairs. I couldn’t see what it was, and couldn’t see how to get around it. I turned, glancing at the obstacle, in hopes of moving it with my foot.
It was Geri, lying at the bottom of the stairs, her eyes open, her head at an unnatural angle.
I stared at her in shock. For a split second, I wondered if I was hallucinating. Why would Geri be down here? I remembered that tricky step. Had she tripped? Why didn’t she call for help? Part of me knew, even in that first moment, the answer, but I didn’t want to believe it.
I dropped the blankets and fell to my knees. “Geri? Geri!” I felt for a pulse, although I knew there wasn’t one. She was just starting to cool, an odd, clammy sensation after life, but not the full dead cold yet.
Read more excerpts on the Nautical Namaste website, on the Savasana at Sea page, and on the Media Room Page. You can also download the Media Kit in the Media room.
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Published by Bluestockings and Gentlemen Press.
Universal Digital Link here.
Print release date TBA.
PLAYING THE ANGLES
The first Coventina Circle Paranormal Romantic Suspense Novel
Witchcraft, politics, and theatre collide as Morag D’Anneville and Secret Service agent Simon Keane fight to protect the Vice President of the United States — or is it Morag who needs Simon’s protection more than the VP?
Witch and theatre professional Morag D’Anneville is annoyed when she’s assigned to dress the conservative Vice President as he makes a surprise appearance in his favorite Broadway show. Even more irritating, she has to teach Agent Simon Keane, part of the security detail, the backstage ropes in preparation. A strong attraction flares between them which they both recognize is doomed, and Simon must also fight his superior’s prejudice that Morag’s beliefs make her a threat to the Vice President. When Morag is attacked, Simon’s loyalties are torn between protecting the man he’s sworn to protect, and protecting the woman he loves.
Released digitally Oct. 2017. Universal digital buy link here.
Print release date To Be Announced (2018)
[Note: This book was originally released as ASSUMPTION OF RIGHT under the Annabel Aidan pseudonym. Sections have been revised for this release}.
Simon’s mouth twitched. “At least you think I’m worthy guardian
“You know I do. You save my life and I—I—” She stopped.
“Yes?” Simon stared at her, interested.
“I can’t talk about this right now.” She stepped back.
“You’re not going alone.”
“The man who tried to kill me is dead.”
“That doesn’t mean there won’t be more.”
Morag shivered. “You’re not just saying that, are you?” She stared into his eyes and knew he wasn’t trying to scare her.
“Until we know more about him, we won’t know. We won’t know if
he’s working with Carl Douglas or if this is connected to the Vice President.”
“Great. Now I have to worry about someone jumping out from
behind every tree, parked car, and garbage can.”
Simon pulled her into his arms. “That’s why you’ve got me.”
Read two more excerpts on the Coventina Circle website, on the Playing the Angles page, and in their Media Room. Media kit available on the site.
Keep up with the Coventina Cirle on their Facebook page.
“The Ramsey Chase”– A Remarkable Adventure of Cornelia True and Roman Gray by Devon Ellington
Miss Cornelia True lives in Bodwin’s Ferry, a small seacoast town, with her sisters Arabella and Viola. Her life changes forever when Roman Gray, a “fixer” from the future and across the seas from the metropolis of Newest Yorkke, lands, naked, amongst Cornelia’s petunias due to a glitch in his Device. Together, they embark on a series of remarkable adventures. In “The Ramsey Chase,” Roman arrives hunting a time-travelling serial killer who preys on young women for their blood.
Roman Gray kept his eyes squeezed shut, ignoring the breeze that played against his bare skin. Against all logic, he hoped that if he refused to open his eyes, he would discover this was only a glitch caused by the Device, and, in a moment, he would find himself in the correct time and space. Preferably fully clothed.
“My dear sir, if you are going to drop, naked as the day you were born, into my prize petunias, you can at least introduce yourself.”
Roman sighed, opening one green eye and then the other. This wasn’t a glitch or hallucination. He was lying, curled up in a fetal position, in the midst of a flowerbed, with a woman leaning over him. Her cadence was formal, but her face was smooth and unlined, framed by long, wavy golden hair, and he realized this was an example of the much-raved about “cornflower blue” eyes. For a moment he forgot that he was lying naked in a flowerbed, trying to pursue a murderer.
“Sir? Are you ill?”
“Uh, no.” He shook his own hair, thick and black, a bit longer than regulation, which would have brushed his collar, had he worn anything, at the moment, with a collar. He sat up, wondering how to appear modest, and gave up. “My name is Roman Gray, and my Device’s gone wonky.”
“Well, that’s unfortunate, isn’t it?” The woman slipped a pale green shawl from around her shoulders and held it out to him. “Perhaps you would like to cover yourself for the walk to the house, just in case the neighbors aren’t minding their own business? They do seem to find other people’s business far more interesting than their own. Once we are inside, we’ll get this sorted out.” She smiled at him. “Don’t worry, you shan’t shock me. I studied the male anatomy in life drawing class. And I do have a brother.”
“Personal Revolution” — a Cabot’s Crossing Mystery by Devon Ellington
When a man is hanged from the oak tree in a Redcoat uniform at an historic house just before the Independence Day program, Glenda is determined to both solve the murder and protect the newly-opened museum. What she finds is much darker — and more personal — than she bargained.
Press Release link here.
Available on Smashwords, Nook, and Kobo! See the Delectable Digital Delights Page or the Bazaar Page for Buy Links.
“Plot Bunnies” — a Twinkle Tavern Mystery by Ava Dunne
Someone killed the Easter Bunny – so who’s dancing around the Village Green in his suit?
Welcome to Twinkle, Vermont. When her husband is killed in a car crash after a rendezvous with his mistress, Gloria Dunkirk and her teenaged son move in with her mother-in-law. Gloria goes to work at the historical Twinkle Tavern & Green Gate Inn. When her son and his friend discover the body of the man who dresses up for holiday events, they wonder who’s impersonating him at the town’s Easter Egg event at that very moment? The upside is that Gloria gets to spend time with the sexy Dean Eastlake, Twinkle’s favorite detective. The downside is stopping the killer before he strikes again – in minutes.
This is a short mystery featuring an amateur sleuth, with elements of comedy and romance.
Media Kit coming soon!
Visit the Delectable Digital Delights page for more information.
“Severance” by Devon Ellington
A science fiction/western/horror short story.
When Riker Cain walks into Linn Shek’s bar, he kills the man sent to assassinate Linn by her enemy Tarank. At that moment, Linn knows her past as Eidolinn Sheekagh, the Annym Roosteyr (dispatcher of souls), has come back to haunt her.
Media Kit available here.
Press Release on the re-release here.
THE JAIN LAZARUS ADVENTURES
The Jain Lazarus Adventures are urban fantasy stories featuring Hex Breaker Jain Lazarus. They are handled by Solstice Publishing. The first two books in the series are HEX BREAKER and OLD-FASHIONED DETECTIVE WORK. There is a Jain Lazarus website here.
There are three available media kits for the series.
The Jain Lazarus Adventures Media Kit is available here.
HEX BREAKER — The First Jain Lazarus Adventure by Devon Ellington
Hex Breaker Jain Lazarus joins the crew of a cursed film, hoping to put to rest what was stirred up before more people die and the film is lost. Tough, practical Detective Wyatt East becomes her unlikely ally and lover on an adventure fighting zombies, ceremonial magicians, the town wife-beater, the messenger of the gods, and their own pasts.
HEX BREAKER Media Kit available here.
OLD-FASHIONED DETECTIVE WORK == The Second Jain Lazarus Adventure by Devon Ellington
Detective Wyatt East finds himself the primary suspect when hex breaker Jain Lazarus disappears after their romantic weekend in Vermont. In spite of the suspicions, Jain’s boss, Maitland Stiles, hires Wyatt to track her down, forcing him to face aspects of his own painful past and revealing more about hers.
Saddled with two rebellious runaway paranormal teens, he’s embroiled in a shapeshifter pack disagreement, and must learn to work with both a caustic dragon and a cantankerous mermaid to not only find Jain, but help her help an old friend who’s in over his head. Wyatt learns he is not without psychic abilities of his own, although he prefers old-fashioned detective work.
OLD-FASHIONED DETECTIVE WORK Media Kit available here.