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My Husband’s Wife by Jane Corry

It won’t be so bad when you’re there, says my new husband before kissing me on the mouth. He tastes of Rice Krispies and that strong toothpaste of his which I still haven’t gotten used to.
I know, I say before he peels off to the bus stop on the other side of the road.
Two lies. Small white ones. Designed to make the other feel better.
But that’s how some lies start. Small. Well meaning. Until they get too big to handle.

When young lawyer Lily marries Ed, she’s determined to make a fresh start. To leave the secrets of the past behind. But then she takes on her first murder case and meets Joe. A convicted murderer whom Lily is strangely drawn to. For whom she will soon be willing to risk almost anything.
But Lily is not the only one with secrets. Her next-door neighbor Carla may be only nine, but she has already learned that secrets are powerful things. That they can get her whatever she wants.
When Lily finds Carla on her doorstep sixteen years later, a chain of events is set in motion that can end only one way.”

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Author’s Bio

Jane Corry is a writer and journalist and has spent time as the writer in residence of a high-security prison for men—an experience that helped inspire the novel. About the experience, Jane says, “You never know what each day is going to bring. But when you’re Inside, you forget to be frightened. You just get on with your work. Then, when you come out at the end of the day, you’re almost on a high because you’ve been in a different world that is potentially very dangerous. It would take me at least forty-eight hours to ‘come down’. Then it would be time to start again…”

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I’d never been inside a prison before I took my job as writer in residence of a high security jail for men. So almost everything I came across was a complete eye-opener. People often ask me what it was like. It’s really hard to appreciate it until you’ve been Inside yourself. But here’s a taster.

  • Prison isn’t always safe. When I was there, one prisoner murdered another. It sent shock waves through all of us. I didn’t have a guard with me when I ran my classes or gave one to one writing feedback. Once, when my usual room wasn’t available, the men suggested I run my workshop upstairs near their pads. This wasn’t usually allowed but the officer said I could ‘if I wanted’. I knew that if something happened to me, the newspapers would brand me as being foolish. But that if I didn’t, the men would think I didn’t trust them. So I went upstairs and it was fine.
  • I was treated very kindly by most of the prisoners. They held doors open for me. They helped get me students. And they appreciated having a writer in their midst. However, there were a few hairy moments. I was constantly followed round the prison by a man who was in for attempted murder. (I told one of the officers.) I lost a prisoner’s poem and he told me that he was very, very angry. (I found it.) And I was subjected to a barrage of sexual innuendoes by one man during a workshop. (The other men told him to shut up. Eventually he did.)
  • You have to be careful if prisoners get too nice. They might be trying to ‘groom’ you so you will then do them favors. One previous member of staff had apparently sold mobile phones to prisoners and was then jailed as a result.
  • There’s a lot of talent in prison. I found some great writers. Many of my men were doing OU degrees. Another had already been published. I would take in The Bookseller every week and we’d have a good gossip.
  • No one ever wrote about their victims in my workshops. They sometimes expressed remorse. But only towards their families because they’d ‘caused them pain’.
  • When you’re about to go into the prison for work, you are scared. You never know what each day is going to bring. But when you’re Inside, you forget to be frightened. You just get on with your work. Then, when you come out at the end of the day, you’re almost on a high because you’ve been in different world that is potentially very dangerous. It would take me at least forty-eight hours to ‘come down’. Then it would be time to start again…

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Tainted Tears (Tattoos with a Bite – 2) by Tiffany Flowers

What if the monsters you should fear are not the ones that lurk in the dark but the ones that walk in the light?
Sam has a smart mouth and a sassy attitude. She is thrust into a world where not everything is what it seems. Things that go bump in the night make bangs in the day.
Ryan, a tattoo artist, seeks solitude in order to keep his secret safe, that is, until he meets a beautiful blonde and he risks losing the control over his world to save her.
Can they get past the secrets and lies or will they drown in a pool of Tainted Tears?
Pleasure brings pain. Pain brings tears. And oh, how the Tainted Tears fall.

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Tiffany Flowers

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I am a stay at home mom of 3. I have a beautiful daughter and two handsome sons. I love reading and writing Paranormal Romance. Don’t be shy, I love o hear from fans.

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After he finishes, he slides in the driver’s seat and cranks it up. Instead of putting it in gear and taking off, he holds his hand out to me, with a candy bar in it. I lift my eyebrows and turn my head to the side, trying to figure out what he is up to.
“Vampires have a great sense of smell,” he tells me, as if that should tell me what he is doing. I widen my eyes, trying to figure this out. He clears his throat. “I can smell your monthly coming.”
My face turns hot and my lips squeeze together. “Well, if that isn’t fucking perfect.” I place my head in my hands, propping my elbows on my knees.
“Sorry, this was a peace offering. I didn’t want you to murder me in my sleep. The last time Kaylee was on hers, she tried to stab me for eating the last piece of bacon… After she told me I could have it.”
I laugh into my hands. “That sounds like her,” I mumble. “Just stay away and throw chocolate at me. Make sure I have a heating pad and a couple chic flicks. Also, maybe a few pieces of bacon and I’ll be good.”
I hear him huff a laugh before the truck starts moving. I reach over and turn the music back up before leaning back and closing my eyes.


All the groceries are put away, so I decide I am going to take a long hot bubble bath. I relax until the water starts to get cold, but instead of getting out, I let some water out and put hot back in. I lean back again and start to close my eyes when something hits the water and splashes me. I look down to a chocolate bar.
“Bad timing? You didn’t really tell me how many and what times to throw the candy at you, so I guessed.” Ryan’s amused voice comes from behind me. I snarl. Yes, fucking snarl. “I am going to say, by that tone, I guessed wrong. Okay, I’ll try again later.” I hear his footsteps retreat and laugh. This is going to be fun, NOT! I grab the candy bar and snatch it open, shoving the whole thing in my mouth. Bastard… But it tastes so good. I lay back and close my eyes, praying God gives me patience this week.

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Westobou Gold

Westobou Gold by Hawk MacKinney

Westobou Gold (Moccasin Hollow Mystery – 2) by Hawk MacKinney

The Indian Queen would risk torture and worse to keep her secrets from these barbarians in suits of metal and their search for cities of gold. They never found the gold. Empires rose; empires fell, the centuries passed. Legend became fireside myths, but no treasure was ever found. Yet, among the grey-green drapes of wisteria and wild jasmine along the misty shrouded lowlands of bayous and marshes of the Westo River, the folktales persisted. In the lazed creep of a near-tropical dawn lit the pungent Turkish coffee permeated Moccasin Hollow. Beyond the kitchen door Lucky, Craige Ingram’s German shepherd gnawed a favorite bone. Looted burial mounds seemed a world away until plundered mounds on Moccasin Hollow land brings amateur archaeologist PI Craige Ingram into the cross-hairs of kidnapping. Stealthy hideaways are concealed in old colonial brick-lined river grottoes beneath the big house of Ardochy plantation. Sex-tape underage blackmail and thrill killings on federal land spur a medical examiner’s preliminary postmortem to more than a hired cleaner’s quickie cover-up passed off as drug deals gone sour. Greed tangles a witch’s pigswill of illicit affairs and murder-to-hide-murder. Shady investigators and shadier politics stir an unexpected concoction that threatens the lives of those at Moccasin Hollow in a spiteful plot against ex-SEAL Craige Ingram and the woman he loves.

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Author’s Bio

Internationally acclaimed author and public speaker, Hawk MacKinney began writing mysteries for his school newspapers. He served in the US Navy Reserve for over 20 years, and was a tenured faculty member at several state medical facilities, teaching postgraduate courses in both the United States and Jerusalem, Israel. Since retiring Hawk has authored several novels that have received national and international recognition. Moccasin Trace, a historical novel, was nominated for the prestigious Michael Shaara Award for Excellence in Civil War Fiction and the Writers Notes Book Award. The Cairns of Sainctuarie, his science fiction series, includes The Bleikovat Event and The Missing Planets, with a third book in the works. Hawk’s latest project focuses on The Moccasin Hollow Mystery Series. Book 1 in the series, Hidden Chamber of Death, was released early 2016.



My Review

5 Stars

An Indian Queen is determined to hide her gold from the men in suits of metal. She is willing to die to keep the location safe. In present day Moccasin Hollow some people have been discovered murdered. Ex-Seal Craige Ingram is asked to look into the deaths. But he is going to find more than he bargained for.

Craige is going up against corrupt police officer that abuses the privilege of the badge, an underage sex-tape blackmail scheme, and Indian artifacts that are being stolen and sold on the black market. It’s going to be a rough, violent ride following this mystery to the end.

This is a wonderful and violent journey through history and the back woods. Purvis is a mean bastard and has no qualms about stopping those that get in his way. I loved Graige, he was a great, strong character and has his work cut out for him to untangle this mess.

You will be kept guessing until the end but everything wraps up nicely. I was worried about reading this book since I have not read the first one in this series but that didn’t make a difference. This could be read as a standalone book and there is enough review of Hidden Chamber of Death to keep you up to date without bogging down the story.

If you are looking for a great mystery, I recommend you check out this book. I’ll be purchasing Hidden Chamber of Death to catch up on what I missed in the first book and will be watching for future books in this series.

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I received Westobou Gold from iRead Book Tours for free. This has in no way influenced my opinion of this book.


Guest Post from Hawk MacKinney

Hawk MacKinney is an internationally acclaimed author and public speaker. A retired U.S. Navy officer, Hawk was on the postdoctoral faculties in the states and England, as well as the Hadassah Medical School in Jerusalem.

Hawk writes across several genres that includes another mystery/thriller series—The Craige Ingram Mystery Series, and his science fiction series, The Cairns of Sainctuarie: Volume 1 – The Bleikovat Event, and Volume 2 – The Missing Planets. His historical romance, Moccasin Trace, was nominated for the prestigious Michael Shaara Award for Excellence in Civil War Fiction and the Writers Notes Book Award, and is the prequel tale of the family bloodlines of his retired Navy SEAL/part-time private investigator protagonist, Craige Ingram, in the Moccasin Hollow Mystery Series.


The greed-driven double-double-crosses in Westobou Gold takes Craige Ingram from his South Carolina ancestral home of Moccasin Hollow to the underbelly of dirty backrooms and violence against loved ones with “fiction” often more fact than whimsy. The psychotic lives among us. Treacherous beasts, making their own reality/rules, leaving one with a sense of being naked prey, blending with John/Jane Doe-on-the-street, sometimes as close as the head on the pillow next to us. The twists in the tales within Westobou Gold, Book 2 of the Moccasin Hollow Mystery Series, is the night-horse haints-and-specters of fear-come-into-daylight, and sucks the reader into the unexpected.

As a “Southron,” I write from the heart. My characters have a part of me in each of them. Mark Twain said, “Don’t part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live.”

Hawk lives along the deceptively lazy river of the Westos.

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