Be sure to catch Kat Stiles Connected when it releases in June! I know I will…Wild Child had me at the cover 🙂
Author: Kat Stiles
Publisher: Wild Child Publishing
ISBN: 978-1-61798-155-5—eBook, 978-1-61798-156-2—print
Genre(s): Young Adult Paranormal Romance
Heat Rating: NA
Page Count: 306
Price: $5.99, $12.99
Purchase page: N/A
Release date: 6/3/15
Author website: katstiles.com
Author blog: katstiles.com
High school is hard enough, Em knows. Her freshman year introduced her to all the cliques, annoying teachers, and tough homework assignments. But discovering you have super powers and not knowing how to control them is a whole new level of complicated.
Thankfully, Em isn’t alone. Her best friend Roz starts having unusual dreams that come true, and Tommy, Em’s secret crush, can hear the softest whispers in class.
A romance blossoms with Tommy. But just as things are looking up, people start dropping like flies. A telepathic serial killer is on the loose and only Em and her friends have a hope of stopping him.
Or do they? If they don’t figure out the killer’s identity soon, one of them could be next.
Kat Stiles is the mother of a three-year-old girl and a beautiful baby boy whose smiles warm her heart every day. Their father is a sweet, amazing man she’s totally head over heels for, even if he’s not a morning person. She also shares my home with three dogs: a lab, a larger terrier mix, and what they think is a chiweenie mix; as well as three cats, all American shorthairs. The smallest female cat, a black and white tuxedo, is the alpha male of the household and keeps everyone in line. Yes, it is as hectic as it sounds. Yes, she’s perpetually covered in hair of some sort. And before you ask, she doesn’t dress up the chiweenie in tiny outfits. It’s much funnier to watch him get his head stuck in random items, like chip bags or tissue boxes.
Connected is her debut book and the first in the series.
Terci tried to still herself, but when her panties were drawn down to her knees and the hard edge of Mistress’s hand began to work over her bare skin, it became impossible. Hot pain peppered her buttocks and thighs. Then, nothing.
While she drew short gasping gulps of air, Mistress held a hairbrush under her nose. “I think this may help you remember your promises.” The wide wooden back of the brush loomed menacingly before it disappeared and a forearm rested on her back. She’d have to be held in place, or she’d be sure to cause herself harm under the pain of the hairbrush. Mistress only used it in punishment spankings, and would show no mercy.
Pressing her fingers into the floor, Terci counted out the thudding smacks in her head. One. Two. Three. How many more? Five. Six. A total of ten on her buttocks before Mistress shifted to the delicate skin of her upper thighs. She focused on breathing in and out as the pain went from a dull ache to unbearable. But she’d die before she’d be so ungrateful as to safeword when she’d earned every lick of these and more. Mistress hadn’t turned her away when she’d thrown her request for help back in her face, although she could have.
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Blurb: Terci’s success as a BDSM romance author is not mirrored in her relationships. Maybe what she wants is what she writes. And maybe Madame Eve can give her a night to find out if that’s true with the Domme of her dreams.
Author Mariana Martin, aka Mistress K, has received a 1Night Stand as a gift from her agent, but she fears a convention might not be the best place to play. She keeps her life as a Domme separate from her public career. What if her secret is exposed? But she can’t say no to Terci, even if Mariana can’t let the sexy blonde find out who she really is.
Excerpt: To my lovely companion for the evening,
I have one simple request…before I enter, don this blindfold and await my pleasure. And yours.
Every 65 minutes, a military veteran commits suicide.
I’m going to be honest here. Finding Mercy took a lot out of me when I wrote it. I had so much to say and there was no other way I could think to show you what I felt. Finding Mercy is not a warm and fuzzy romance. It is a struggle for one man to learn to love again, himself, and someone else. It is a book about hope, when all seems hopeless. It is a book about choosing to step out of the dark, no matter how impossible it seems.
Combat medics have a dangerous job, and part of that job is dragging wounded off hot battlefields. They have hearts for healing and helping, and because of this, cannot help collecting a few scars of their own, both physically and mentally.
If you haven’t read Finding Mercy, I’ll warn you, it probably has one of the most grisly battle scenes I’ve written. The hero is damaged—searching for peace and a way to start over. He is at a crossroads in his life that many vets face every day. He’s in pain and a very dark place. He has a weakness for the bottle, desperate to drown memories he can’t forget. For some readers, I’ve been told, the scenes are hard to stomach. What the hero goes through is too painful to read. I am aware I was pretty brutal to my hero, but I needed to paint a realistic portrait of the face of PTSD in our active duty military and veterans. This story has been called everything from graphically violent to an anti-romance.
So be it. It got your attention.
We cannot erase PTSD by pretending it doesn’t exist. But we can move forward by supporting our military and vets, as they face those crossroads. Here’s a link to some facts about veterans and active duty military featured on PBS, Public Broadcasting System: http://www.pbs.org/coming-back-with-wes-moore/about/facts/
I’d like you to join me in raising some money for a great cause. I’ve asked my publisher to track all sales for this book for the month of April, May and June 2015. I’m not asking for reviews or a bump in the ratings. You don’t even have to like this book, but I hope you do. What I am asking, is that you buy this book April 1st- June 30th 2015, and share the link. It costs $2.99, the price of a cup of coffee. Not a huge chunk of change. We spend more than that on a salad or burger at any given time.
Starting April 1st and running through June 30th, I will donate my total royalties from the sale of Finding Mercy, an erotic military romance, to Wounded Warrior Project. Buy the book, help a warrior. It’s that simple. This is about something I strongly believe in. You see, I’m a vet. My husband is a vet. His grandfather served in the Navy in WWII, my father in the Air Force during Vietnam. My mother-in-law is a Marine, and both of my sons are active duty. My oldest is currently on his third deployment. My youngest, a Combat Medic, is preparing for his first.
I’ve seen the face of PTSD. It belongs to our sons and daughters, wives and husbands, fathers and mothers, grandmothers and grandfathers. It is our neighbors, friends and co-workers. It doesn’t discriminate, and it doesn’t just go away. Wounded vets need help.
Help me, help them.
If you’d like to make a donation instead of purchasing Finding Mercy, that’s awesome too. Please go directly through the Wounded Warrior Project here: http://www.woundedwarriorproject.org/
If you’d like to read my book and still give to a great cause, you can buy it at any of these links. Please purchase your copy between April 1st and June 30th: