Friday, April 17, 2015

First Fight Friday: A Man Who Can See The Future by W.J.Lane



Goats solve their differences head-on. They don’t give the silent treatment or yell, they butt heads, and then it’s over.

Cowboy Marvin has learned humans resolve issues differently especially those romantically involved. His curiosity sparked, he has invited authors to stop by on Fridays and share the first fight from one of their books.




Author  



W.J.Lane



     is here for...




First Fight Friday 

with a scene from


A Man Who Can See The Future

Bill can see the future and he has foreseen his attacker, Phil, is plotting a hug terrorist attack. In the lead up to this scene Bill has been trailing and following Phil for months, waiting for a chance to intervene and stop the attack. This is part of the finale wherein 
Bill attempts to stop the terrorist.

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Prologue

So I’m momentarily knocked out and wake up with a gun in my mouth. Phil is knelt on my chest - his manic eyes are inches from my face, his overweight frame crushing my lungs and slowly seeping the life from me. He is snarling words at me that I can barely understand as my ears are ringing wildly. A liquid runs down the back of my right leg and I assume it’s from the gunshot wound and not my bladder, as he pins me to the concrete floor. 

Over his shoulder, I see a women fleeing from the back of the van, its destructive cargo still lying in wait. Off to my right I see the detonator in pieces. Phil, now recognising both these occurrences, is further enraged and swings his elbow across the side of my face. 

I can taste all of the following things; blood, sweat, saliva, metal, powder, and oil. 

“WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GET INVOLVED?” Phil screams at me whilst taking a couple more swipes with his elbow, each one giving me a brief window for breath as he has to remove the gun from my mouth to do so. Each one chipping a tooth or two as he shoves the barrel back down my throat.

I swallow several chunks of enamel during these blows. The barrel of the gun tastes smooth and polished against my tongue, and I can feel tiny indentations and markings along the surface with it. My ears have been pierced by the gunshots and I can now feel blood trickling down the side of my face.

I am going to die - this much is certain. The damage is already done and I am strangely content knowing this, the bile and rage spewing forth from my attacker is virtually irrelevant. 

I know all these things at this point; that this will be my last day on earth; that Alice will be safe; that it is hard to breath with a gun in your mouth; that having a 17 stone man pressing on your chest is uncomfortable; that Alice will take care of Dex for me; that I will make the news. 

Phil pulls the gun out of my mouth, and his tears shower my face as he strikes me across the side of the head with its butt. I black out again and must be seconds from death because various things flash before my eyes.

I see myself wetting the bed as a kid, calling for a mother who doesn’t appear. I see my dad drinking heavily on my birthday whilst my mother lambastes him for it. Later I see dad disappear forever after him and mum had a huge row. I see myself running away from home as a teenager and sleeping on various friends’ floors, eventually returning to the family home months later, just in time to watch my mother slowly getting ill and then die in front of me. 

I see myself losing my virginity to a hooker at 17 - spending £60 for the pleasure. I see flashbacks of my various careers including roadie, musician, writer, magician, window cleaner, electrician, painter and decorator and psychic. I see Dex licking my face to wake me up from a hideous hangover, and Alice snuggling up to me in the back of the cinema. I see my shitty flat complete with rising damp and Dex’s various stains. 

I see my crappy life fading into nothing and it doesn’t matter anymore. 

I just see Alice happy and it’s all I need.

I see her smile and I am ready for death.

I close my eyes because I’m ready for death.

I hear a gunshot and am ready for death.
Copyright © W.J.Lane
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A Man Who Can See The Future by W.J.Lane

My name is Bill and I can see the future. 

It’s a gift, a curse, and also a career. 

It’s my day job to read peoples futures and then desperately try and tell them something positive about it. See, people think the future will be a lot better than current evidence would suggest. 

People think they will be happier, more successful, richer and more content - people think the future holds all the answers and that their dreams will come true someday.
I can see the future and this is rarely the case. 

Then one day I see a bomb site - I see corpses - I see hundreds of innocent people slaughtered in a shopping mall using a huge homemade bomb. I see all of this in the future of Phillip Green; the middle aged, mild mannered, overweight and balding insurance manager. 

I see all of this but I can’t tell anyone because nobody believes you when you claim to see the future. 

So it’s left to me, my loyal canine companion, and my on / off again girlfriend to stop him - or at least convince somebody to listen. 


"Very good read.....kept you reading to find out the fate of the characters. Would recommend and read anything else by this new inspiring author." Amazon review

A Man Who Can See The Future
is available on


William's Bio:

William Lane is an exciting young writer from England. Hailing from the eclectic town of Bristol, he has spent many years working as a freelance journalist on various online blogs and magazines, whilst completing many works of fiction. He has also actively pursed various styles of writing in order to hone his craft and gain experience including graphic novels, TV scripts, screenplays and movie and music reviews. 
At the age of just 28 he published his first novel, A Man Who Can See The Future.
He also maintains a regular blog over at wjlane.com, and uses it as an outlet for various ramblings, opinions and promotions.
For a few years he was the lead singer and bassist of heavy metal band Circle Sea, and currently lives with his long term girlfriend, their small pet dog and a bearded dragon, in the heart of Bristol.


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Friday, April 10, 2015

First Fight Friday: Best Man for the Bridesmaid (The DeFiore Brothers) book 2 by Jennifer Faye

Goats solve their differences head-on. They don’t give the silent treatment or yell, they butt heads, and then it’s over.

Cowboy Marvin has learned humans resolve issues differently especially those romantically involved. His curiosity sparked, he has invited authors to stop by on Fridays and share the first fight from one of their books.






Author  

Jennifer Faye


     has returned for...




First Fight Friday 

with a scene from


Best Man for the Bridesmaid
The second book in a Harlequin Romance duet—The DeFiore Brothers.

A recipe for dating DeFiore men…
Take two Italian brothers with a pinch of playboy charm 
Add two American sisters with a liberal dash of feistiness 
Simmer under warm Italian skies until perfectly combined 
Serve with lashings of love.


Stefano DeFiore is proud and reserved — he likes the quiet life. So planning a wedding for his celebrity chef brother is his idea of hell. But when bold and colorful Jules Lane enters his world— chief bridesmaid and sister to the bride —Stefano decides to take his best-man duties seriously…including doing all he can to make Jules’s time in Italy simply heaven…


In the scene below Jules has just flown into Rome, Italy to help plan her foster-sister’s Italian wedding. When something urgent comes up, the groom’s brother, Stefano, is sent to pick her up at the airport. They are on their way to meet with the happy couple and along the way, they are getting to know each other…

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The silence stretched out. 


The longer it took Stefano to answer her, the more concerned Jules became. With her sister’s happiness at stake, Jules couldn’t let the subject drop. Not without some answers. 

She turned in her seat in order to gauge Stefano’s expression. “Why do you want them to delay the wedding?” 

He sighed. “I just think they are rushing into this without thinking it through.” 

“It sounds to me like you’re opposed to the wedding.” Jules sank back against the leather seat. Surely she had to be jet-lagged and reading too much into his reserved demeanor and hesitant words. Perhaps she needed to be more direct. “Will you try and stop the wedding?” 

Jules studied his handsome face with its aristocratic features for some indication of his thoughts. Because there was no way she’d let anyone come between Lizzie and her happiness. Over the years, when they’d fantasized about the future, Lizzie had always dreamed of meeting Mr. Right. But neither of them had ever invested much hope in those dreams. Until now. This was Lizzie’s chance to live out her dream. 

Though that meant breaking up their small family and the thought saddened Jules, she refused to dwell on it. Lizzie’s happiness had to be the priority. And on a positive note, this meant Jules would at last gain her freedom to make all her own choices. They’d been making decisions together since they were kids, but now it was time they each stood on their own. And for Jules that meant making her own career choice—one Lizzie wouldn’t approve of. 

And if Jules was ready to see her foster sister— her only family—move an ocean away so that she would be happy, what possible reason could Stefano find to object to the wedding? Or was she reading him wrong? It was so hard to tell—his tanned face wasn’t giving her any clues about his thoughts. 

“I’m waiting for an explanation.” She crossed her arms. No way was she going to drop the subject until they sorted it out. 

“Fine. I’ll admit it. I’m not a fan of marriage.” 

“This particular marriage? Or just marriage in general?”




Copyright © Jennifer Faye

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Best Man for the Bridesmaid
(The DeFiore Brothers) book 2
by Jennifer Faye 

Always the bridesmaid… 

Planning her sister's Italian wedding only reminds Jules Lane of how far away she is from finding her own true love. And worse, she's doing it alongside the brooding, mouthwateringly handsome best man, Stefano DeFiore. 


Having seen the destructive power of love, Stefano has no time for weddings—but Jules's smile is captivating. Making her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world is one thing, but can he give this blushing bridesmaid a happily-ever-after of her own?


Best Man for the Bridesmaid
is available on 


Jennifer's Bio:

Award-winning author, Jennifer Faye pens fun, heartwarming romances. Step into the pages of exciting destinations with rugged cowboys, sexy tycoons & enchanting royalty. Jennifer has won the RT Book Reviews Reviewers' Choice Award, named a TOP PICK author, and been nominated for numerous awards. Now living her dream, she resides with her patient husband, amazing daughter (the other remarkable daughter is off chasing her own dreams) and two spoiled cats. 

Jennifer loves to hear from readers—you can contact her via her website.


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Wednesday, April 8, 2015

The Crossing Worlds YA Bundle featuring Destiny's Hourglass by Nic Tatano

Seventeen-year-old Riley Jamison has always wondered why he could predict the future. 

Turns out he's not predicting it, he's changing it with his thoughts. 

Now he's in demand by the forces of 
both good and evil.

Riley must now develop his talents at The Compass, a school run by The Guardians, a benevolent group committed to changing the future for the better. 

And since Riley's powers are off the charts, he must resist the biggest temptation.

To play God.



Destiny's Hourglass by Nic Tatano
a teenager discovering great power 
brings great responsibility and
life and death decisions.

The Crossing Worlds YA Bundle
is available here



Nic is the author of
Jillian Spectre series


Welcome to the Mystic Quarter… 

Jillian Spectre knows what happens after you die.

Because the seventeen-year-old mystic seer can see the future of her clients even after they’ve passed on. And that’s not even her coolest power…

She can be in two places at once. Problem is, her heart can only be in one.

Supernatural abilities aside, she’s a typical high school senior torn between two guys. But that takes a back burner when she discovers the father she had long assumed was dead is actually alive, with unique powers of his own. He’s a technopath, with the ability to interface his mind with technology. And he’s got a plan to take down society.

Unless Jillian can stop him.



And pre order Jillian Spectre and the Dream Weaver now!
Release date: April 16, 2015



There’s a new villain in town…


One who can manipulate dreams and reality to the point that people can’t tell the difference.

This is a job for Jillian Spectre.

The snarky eighteen year old redhead with paranormal powers has already saved the world once but now she’s under attack by a force that might be above her pay grade.

The Dream Weaver.

When Jillian’s own dreams are invaded she finds herself desperately trying to separate reality from fantasy and struggle with a totally inappropriate crush on someone who isn’t her mind reading boyfriend, Ryan.

When her own soul is on the line as the Dream Weaver manipulates her, Jillian has one shot to save herself and the rest of the world… or she and the rest of the world could be trapped in their dreams forever.


Nic's Bio:

I’ve always been a writer of some sort, having spent my career working as a reporter, anchor or producer in television news. Fiction is a lot more fun, since you don’t have to deal with those pesky things known as facts.

I spent fifteen years as a television news reporter and anchor. My work has taken me from the floors of the Democratic and Republican National Conventions to Ground Zero in New York to Jay Leno’s backyard. My stories have been seen on NBC, ABC and CNN. I still work as a freelance network field producer for FOX, NBC, CBS and ABC.

I grew up in the New York City metropolitan area and now live on the Gulf Coast where I will never shovel snow again. I’m happily married to a math teacher and we share our wonderful home with our tortoiseshell tabby cat, Gypsy.


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