Whale Song

Whale Song

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Thirteen years ago, Sarah Richardson’s life was shattered after the tragic death of her mother. The shocking event left a grief-stricken teen-aged Sarah with partial amnesia.

Some things are easier to forget.

But now a familiar voice from her childhood sends Sarah, a talented mid-twenties ad exec, back to her past. A past that she had thought was long buried.

Some things are meant to be buried.

Torn by nightmares and visions of a yellow-eyed wolf and aided by creatures of the Earth and killer whales that call to her in the night, Sarah must face her fears and recover her memories―even if it destroys her.

Some things are meant to be remembered―at all cost.

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Reviews:

"Moving...perennially crowd-pleasing combination of sweet and sad...Tardif, already a big hit in Canada...a name to reckon with south of the border." --BOOKLIST

"Whale Song is deep and true, a compelling story of love and family and the mysteries of the human heart. Cheryl Kaye Tardif has written a beautiful, haunting novel." -- NY Times Bestselling novelist Luanne Rice, author of Beach Girls

"Cheryl Kaye Tardif's novel, Whale Song, would be a tough act to follow for any written genre." --Fresh Fiction

"Tardif again leaves a lasting mark on her readers...Moving and irresistible." --Midwest Book Review

"Whale Song is reminiscent of Ring of Endless Light by M. L'Engle, and Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd." --Carol D. O'Dell, author of Mothering Mother

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Thirteen years ago, Sarah Richardson’s life was shattered after the tragic death of her mother. The shocking event left a grief-stricken teen-aged Sarah with partial amnesia.

Some things are easier to forget.

But now a familiar voice from her childhood sends Sarah, a talented mid-twenties ad exec, back to her past. A past that she had thought was long buried.

Some things are meant to be buried.

Torn by nightmares and visions of a yellow-eyed wolf and aided by creatures of the Earth and killer whales that call to her in the night, Sarah must face her fears and recover her memories―even if it destroys her.

Some things are meant to be remembered―at all cost.

INTERNATIONAL BESTSELLER

Reviews:

"Moving...perennially crowd-pleasing combination of sweet and sad...Tardif, already a big hit in Canada...a name to reckon with south of the border." --BOOKLIST

"Whale Song is deep and true, a compelling story of love and family and the mysteries of the human heart. Cheryl Kaye Tardif has written a beautiful, haunting novel." -- NY Times Bestselling novelist Luanne Rice, author of Beach Girls

"Cheryl Kaye Tardif's novel, Whale Song, would be a tough act to follow for any written genre." --Fresh Fiction

"Tardif again leaves a lasting mark on her readers...Moving and irresistible." --Midwest Book Review

"Whale Song is reminiscent of Ring of Endless Light by M. L'Engle, and Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd." --Carol D. O'Dell, author of Mothering Mother

What Da Lick Read? The Triple Cross

What Da Lick Read? The Triple Cross

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The sizzling debut from Sevyn McCray
First loves, Backstabbing best friends, and your past coming back to haunt you…..
Honesty, Loyalty, Reality and Killian were raised by Khalil, a single father that hustled with a ‘get it by any means necessary attitude’ over the years to make sure that they had everything that their hearts desired. After sending them to the best colleges, the streets of the Westside of Atlanta called them and they answered. Honesty and Killian have hooked up with a family friend Gorgeous and now they have money coming in hand over fist. Loyalty and Reality are blessed with men that spoil them. But all the money in the world cannot stop the green eye of jealousy that has reared its ugly head or the ghosts from the past that are coming back to haunt their father Khalil. The person least expected is plotting on the family and everyone they are connected to and turning their world upside down.
Trained to go and always prepared for the double cross, there was nothing that could ever ready Khalil for the triple cross that was going on right under his nose. With one foot in the streets and one foot out, he finds out ‘What da Lick Reads?’ as he searches for who is terrorizing everyone around him.

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Unconventional

Unconventional

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#1 Inspirational & Christian Fiction Bestseller! Over 100,000 units sold worldwide. One of the most popular indie Inspirational/Christian Fiction books on the market! Published by MindStir Media, 2009.

"Unconventional is a wonderful story full of heart, humor, and what it means to truly be successful. An A+ novel for the keeper shelf." --Gemma Halliday, NY Times and USA Today bestselling author

"I loved UNCONVENTIONAL, a stirring love story and spiritual journey that will surely touch your heart. You'll remember James Frost for a long time!" --Cecelia Dowdy, inspirational romance novelist

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YOUNG JAMES FROST just knows, deep in his bones, that he's a writer. He writes far into early mornings, after his wearying hours of scrubbing toilets and sweeping floors. He loves writing that much.

But it's not only the joy of words that keeps him grinding; it's his desire to retire the janitor's mop. He sees being published as the key to living an improved life. James has another deep-seated conviction: that he's not good enough. He secretly longs to be accepted. However, the conventional others in his life seem all too willing to remind him that he's wasting his time.

Then he meets and falls in love with Leigh, the one bright spot in his endless misery of self-doubt. A quiet but resolutely religious girl, she has to fight off disapproval of her own from overly critical parents, whose insults are countered by James's often-voiced admiration of her. Likewise, Leigh's faith in his talents begins to build his confidence, eventually allowing her to introduce him to a different way to help himself: relying on God.

Ultimately, James's newfound faith is sorely tested to the point of doubt when his dream to be published seems to melt into a mirage, smothered by countless rejection slips from agents and publishers. His faith is also battered by having to fight highly emotional battles and suffer fear and loss. Just when James appears hopelessly sapped by devastating events, one last door opens, and he's rocked by an epiphany.

UNCONVENTIONAL is designed to inspire readers to reach for their dreams. Buy this book. Read it. Share it with everyone you know. You - and they - will be glad you did!

To Kill A Warlock: An Urban Fantasy Series With Nearly 1 Million Copies Sold! (Dulcie O'Neil)

To Kill A Warlock: An Urban Fantasy Series With Nearly 1 Million Copies Sold! (Dulcie O'Neil)

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I’m a fairy. But not the type to frolic in gardens.

I’m a Regulator—a law-enforcement agent who monitors the creatures of the Netherworld to keep them from wreaking havoc in the mortal world.

When a dark-arts warlock is murdered and I was the last person to see him alive, I’ve got two choices. Either figure out whodunnit before I’m deported back to the Netherworld, or before I become the next victim.

So, yeah, it’s really more like I’ve got one choice.

Enter Knight Vander, a cocky investigator sent from the Netherworld to work the case with me. Knight is what’s called a Loki and he’s the first of his kind I’ve ever come across. He was created by Hades, in Hades’ own image and can I just say that Hades must have been pretty damn hot…

Yeah, Knight is the sexiest guy I’ve ever seen but he’s also bossy, demanding, and way too convinced of his own self-importance. So, I’m not exactly thrilled to have him as my partner.

As the body count increases, I find myself having to keep a sex-crazed, sadistic demon in check all the while fending off the advances of a super powerful vampire, Bram. And dealing with Knight isn’t exactly a walk in the park.

Sometimes working law enforcement for the Netherworld is a real bitch...

Excerpt: when Dulcie meets Knight

A man stood directly in front of me—maybe ten feet away.
I gasped and stopped in my tracks. Every nerve in my body was alert and standing at attention. My body was poised, ready to rebuff an attack. It was a built-in response in law enforcement. You never know when some asshole’s going to try to make your day.
The man was dressed in black. His hooded sweatshirt hung low over his face, making him look like the Grim Reaper, only without the scythe. He dropped the hood, and in the moonlight, I recognized the stranger from Fabian’s store.
I sucked in a breath. He was just as beautiful as I’d first thought. The moonlight heightened the angular planes of his face, throwing shadows beneath his cheeks and the square lines of his jaw.
“What do you want?” I said, taking a step back. Then I remembered I’d left my Op 6 with the dragon blood bullets on the floor next to my bed. How convenient. Well, I could nail him with a lightning bolt or maybe make the ground open up and swallow him.
He made the mistake of coming toward me.
I shook my palm until a mound of fairy dust emerged. I blew the particles at him and imagined him frozen. He stopped mid-gait, like he was stuck in freeze frame; the ice surrounding him twinkled like diamonds.
I neared him carefully, trying to figure out what the hell he’d wanted from me. No sooner did the thought leave my head, then the ice shattered around him and dropped in an ineffectual mound. As if he’d never even been frozen, he strode toward me again, and he didn't appear to be in a forgiving mood.
I backed up and throwing another handful of fairy dust, imagined a circle of fire surrounding him. He walked right through it. Just walked through the flames like they weren’t even there. Not good. Really not good.
“Stop screwing around,” he said in a deep, harsh voice. “I just want to talk.”
“Then stop walking.”
He didn’t take my advice, so with another thrust of fairy dust, I pictured a lightning bolt. Once I had it sizzling in my hand, I unloaded it on him. He took the bolt right in the chest and fell with the weight of it. He had to be dead. No one could survive that much energy.
I kicked his foot, and it shifted slightly but it was an involuntary motion. He was out cold. I squatted down and reached for his neck, intending to check for a pulse. As soon as I touched him, I felt myself fly through the air and land flat on my back, the air completely pushed out of my lungs.
Then the stranger was atop me, holding my arms down with a superhuman strength.
“Behave yourself and I’ll let you up.”


Urban Fantasy, Fantasy Romance, Paranormal Romance, Supernatural Romance