Under Realm Assassins Virtual Book Tour

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Date Published: 07-01-2025

 

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A Bewitching Christmas

 

It has been seven years since Analette Dyson stopped practicing magic and
headed to New York, where she created a new life, complete with a fabulous
job, an apartment in Central Park West, and a sexy werewolf fiancé. She
never planned on returning to her small home town in Maine, but when she
learns her grandmother is ill, she decides to pop over for a visit and what
better time than Christmas? Excited for her fiancé to meet her family,
they head up a day early.

Worst idea ever!

After doing some last minute Christmas shopping, Analette returns to their
hotel to find her fiancé in bed with another woman. Cursing the
universe for her never ending bad luck with men and dreading telling her
family about her cheating fiancé, she heads to the bar to self
medicate.

Not one to celebrate the holidays, vampire and assassin, Cole McRae, has
followed a lead to a rustic town in witch territory. But after a few days of
research and waiting for his target to show, he begins to suspect he has
wasted his time. That is, until he meets a curvaceous blonde with bewitching
green eyes at the local bar. One night with the enchanting Analette could make
this useless trip well worth his time.

Their passion is undeniable and unbeknownst to them, their fates are
intertwined. Magic and romance will strike on Christmas, changing their lives
forever.

Surrender to the Chase

A year after the tragic death of his close friend and fellow assassin, Ethan
Halstead is ready to take up his sniper rifle once more. But his first
assignment is nothing he ever expected. Ethan must hunt and retrieve a
beautiful, spirited, alluring werewolf.

Knowing no other way to escape an arranged marriage, Fraya flees from her
pack. As she contemplates slipping across the border and heading to South
America, she is captured by a dangerously seductive vampire who plans on
escorting her back to her family. Even as Fraya vows to make Ethan’s
mission as difficult as possible, she can’t resist the riotous desire he
sparks within her.

But Ethan isn’t the only predator that pursues Fraya. A powerful rival
pack’s alpha wants to make her his mate. Will Ethan be able to keep
Fraya safe and return her to her pack? Or will he surrender to temptation and
claim Fraya as his own?

Wicked Passion

James Stonewoll is an Elite Assassin for the Under Realm Syndicate—an
expert hunter and merciless killer. As a former pirate, he thrives on danger,
the more perilous the mission, the better and he can’t resist his newest
contract: eliminate a rebel shape-shifting magic thief that stalks the border
of the Under Realm kidnapping and murdering innocent Others. But never did the
centuries old vampire anticipate playing hero to a mythical temptress with
luscious curves, tantalizing lips, and hypnotic eyes.

Captured and held prisoner, Katya Moro was trapped in a seemingly endless loop
of unimaginable agony as her magic was slowly being torn from her soul. A gasp
away from death, she is rescued by a sinful kiss and awakens in the strong
arms of a powerful warrior whose roguish smile, sharp fangs, and intense
strength unlock dormant instincts within her, an all-consuming madness that
demands complete surrender.

Gazing down at her, James knew he had to kill her. Dark Magic Wielders, like
the beautiful female he’d found, were a grave threat to human society
and were not permitted to roam the mortal world. But Katya’s smoky voice
and sweet kisses stir a fierce hunger inside him. She is unpredictable,
uncontrollable and wickedly seductive—his perfect kind of dangerous. To
keep her safe, James will protect her from the magic thieves that hunt her and
his fellow assassins until he can find a way to return Katya to her home in
the Under Realm.

Can Katya’s passion conquer the darkness within his soul?

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EXCERPT

Analette crossed to the bar and took up two seats, one for her, the other for her purse. The bartender sauntered her way. He was cute and looked familiar, but she couldn’t think of his name. It had been ages since she’d come home and after what she just witnessed, she wished she had stayed in New York.

She gave a heavy sigh. She had come to visit with her grandmother who, according to Analette’s mother, wasn’t doing well. Her health was fading and no one knew how many more holidays they would all have together. She had to shove aside her bad memories of this town and ignore her aversion to magic in order to come home. She had also hoped to introduce her soon-to-be-husband to her family, but that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon now she was single.

“Dyson? Analette Dyson?” the bartender asked.

She nodded. “And you?”

“Miles O’Malley. We went to high school together. Damn, it’s been a long time.”

“Not much has changed around here,” she said, trying her best not to sound miserable.

“Your sister told me you’re living in New York.”

“Yeah, I’ve been there for a couple of years now.” She had the perfect apartment in Central Park West, she worked as an editor for one of the top women’s health magazines in the nation, and up until an hour ago, she had the ideal fiancé. “I’m just in town for the holiday.”

“That’s good. I’m sorry to hear about your grandmother.”

“Thank you.”

“Well, what would you like?” Miles asked.

“Great question.”

Analette had quickly learned in college that she wasn’t much of a drinker, but tonight she would make an exception. She glanced over her shoulder at the table of obnoxiously loud young women. They each had some type of colorful, fruity drink with tiny umbrellas.

No, thank you. However, I could use a tropical getaway right about now.

The men on the opposite end of the bar were nursing bottles of beer, not her thing either. Finally, her gaze fell on the lone man a few seats down. His shoulders were slumped and he leaned over the bar top, his eyes fixed on his glass. She could tell he was tall, despite his posture, his legs were long, his back broad. He seemed so out of place, with his rough, dangerous biker look. She wondered how she hadn’t noticed him when she first came in. He was hard to miss. His profile was strong, with a square stern jawline, a Roman nose, which looked like it had been broken at least once before, and prominent cheekbones. He had short, dark hair that he wore swept back.

I’d like to have him; she thought then shook her head. “I’ll have a vodka tonic with a little lime.”

Miles quickly made her drink then went to sweep the floor by the door; customers had been tracking in snow.

Analette took a sip and gave an unladylike cough.

“You’ve got to learn to love the burn,” the man said with a deep chuckle.

Once her eyes stopped watering she replied, “Obviously, I don’t drink.”

He took a swig before turning toward her.

Holy, hell! A gasp escaped her lips. The man was not just handsome, he was knockout gorgeous. He had a face and a mischievous smile that would make any woman melt and his eyes were an impossible shade of ice blue.

Was he here alone? She doubted it. Men like him were never single, unless…Oh, God, please don’t let him turn out to be a serial killer.

“Rough day?”

She took in a deep breath and slowly exhaled before taking another sip. “One of the worst days of my life.”

He raised his glass and said, “Here’s to self-medicating,” then tossed the Scotch back. She cheered and polished off her vodka with one straight shot. Her face scrunched up, the alcohol stung her throat. “I’d like to buy the lady another,” he called.

Miles returned and made up another drink for her.

“It’s all right. I’ve got it,” she insisted.

Ignoring her protests, he told Miles, “Add the rest of her drinks to my tab.”

“That isn’t necessary.”

“I was planning on drinking alone. This way, I can enjoy your company.” He extended his hand. “Cole.”

She hesitantly reached out. “Analette, but you can call me Ana.”

About the Author

Amanda J. Greene

Amanda J. Greene is the author of the captivating Rulers of Darkness and
enticing Under Realm Assassins series. Fans of Nalini Singh’s, Gena
Showalter, and J.R. Ward will fall in love with Ms. Greene’s dangerously
sexy heroes and strong, kick your teeth in heroines.

Within the chaos of life she finds time to write and create detailed worlds
with exciting characters for her ravenous readers.

“Amanda’s vampires are seriously sexy and I can’t get enough!” – Kristina’s
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“Fans of Nalini Singh’s Psy/Changeling series, Gena Showalter’s
Lords of the Underworld, and J.R. Ward’s BDB are in for a treat…” –
VampBard review of Caressed by a Crimson Moon on That’s What I’m Talking About

 

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The Ultimate Podcast Launch & Monetization Guide: Everything You
Need to Know About Launching, Growing, and Monetizing Your Podcast

 

Nonfiction / Business

 

Date Published: 04-28-2025

 

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Ready to launch your own podcast and turn your voice into revenue?

Plug In. Speak Out. Cash In.: The Ultimate Podcast Launch & Monetization
Guide is your go-to handbook for podcasters at every stage. Whether
you’re a complete beginner or just starting to monetize, this 108-page
step-by-step guide (published April 24, 2025) teaches you how to:

 

• Define your podcast mission to build audience trust and authority

• Create compelling episodes even without fancy gear

• Grow and engage your listener base across platforms

• Monetize effectively—from sponsorships and ads to premium content

• Scale your show sustainably, turning consistency into cashflow

 

Authored by social media influencer/advocate Rose Campbell (a recognized
mothers’ advocate, lifestyle blogger, doula, and 2021
Mrs. The Woodlands) and podcast strategist Abby Vaden, this guide blends
real-world insight and professional tactics. It’s perfect for
entrepreneurs, coaches, creators, and small-business owners eager to elevate
brand voice and income.

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Native American Literature, Family Saga Fiction, Western, Biographical
Fiction, Western

Date Published: 06-01-2025

 

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You can almost feel the red dust clinging to your skin and catch the
faint scent of jasmine in the air. This is Indian Territory at the edge of
everything—law and lawlessness, hope and heartbreak, where the lines
between right and wrong blur with every sunset.

Told with vivid detail, this is the story of a man caught between loyalty and
his past, between a brother’s shadow and the light of his own becoming.
A tale of love, betrayal, and the quiet courage it takes to change your fate.

From a stagecoach town in Tennessee to the first railroad towns of the Indian
Territory, we delve into the lives of the charismatic and flawed brothers,
Matt and Robert. Their sibling dynamic shapes the lives of the entire Brown
family, steering them down a road of familial struggles and cultural clashes.

Matt always idolized his oldest brother, Robert – a smooth-talking
charmer who taught him at a young age to live hard and win big. Following
Robert’s footsteps, Matt is drawn into a life of high-stakes games and
deception. Then he meets Milla. Sharp-eyed, brave, and unafraid to speak the
truth, Milla is a woman rooted in her Choctaw heritage, carrying both strength
and sorrow in equal measure. For the first time, Matt imagines a different
future. But the past doesn’t let go easily and buried secrets never stay
buried for long, clawing their way back to the surface when you least expect
it. Now, Matt must choose between what consumes him and the life he wants to
build.

Set against the raw beauty of the Choctaw Nation, this is a powerful story of
blood ties and hard choices, of the people we love and the ones we betray.
Gritty, tender, and unforgettable—this is where redemption begins.

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The girls entered the room, giggling. “Hi there, you handsome young thing,” a tall, yellow-haired lady said to Robert. She ran her long, slim fingers through the hair of his bowed head. 

From between the bottles, the boys watched the lady turn her back to Robert and say, “Untie my corset.” She stood with her back straight, holding her hands to her breasts and the corset tight against her chest.

“Okay, breathe out.” Robert untied the bottom laces of the garment. “One more time,” he said, breathing with her. She exhaled as much as she could and held her breath while Robert loosened the top laces.

“Oh, that feels good.” The yellow-haired lady breathed in deep and let the corset fall to the floor. “Thank you,” she said, wiggling her shoulders, letting her breasts move freely.

Another girl moved a chair in front of the crates and sat down. Holding her right foot out, she lifted her skirt. “Robert, will you untie my shoe?”

“I would be delighted.” Robert kneeled in front of her, took her foot in his hand, and lifted it to his knee. Eyes peered from the hiding spot. Robert smiled at the mesmerized eyes and lifted the skirt over her knee, exposing a calf. Holding her leg gently in one hand and untying the pink ribbon of her satin dancing slipper with the other, Robert unwrapped the ribbon and let it hang loose. With flushed cheeks, he unlaced the front of the slipper. From the corner of his eye, spying a hand slowly reaching out toward the lady’s leg, Robert took his cap off and swatted the hand away.

“Pardon,” Robert smiled up at the lady, “a bug.” Quietly, she giggled.

He loosened the slipper and pulled it off her foot. She sighed. “That’s better. Now the other,” she breathed. Lowering her skirt to the floor, and lifting the other side, she placed her left foot on his knee. Robert held her calf and untied the ribbon, this time moving his hand slowly higher until it reached her thigh. Glancing at the peering eyes half-hidden between the slats of the crates, he smiled and pulled her slipper off, placing it beside the other one under her chair. “You’re the best stage boy we’ve had here. Maybe one day we can all take you upstairs to thank you proper.” She blew Robert a kiss as he stood. Pretending to feel it on his cheek, Robert clutched his heart as if having a heart attack, then opened the dressing room door. “Come on girls, into the back room to dress,” he said, holding open the door. “Ya got one more number.” The girls hurried into the dressing room, closing the door behind them.

Picking up the broom, Robert again pretended to sweep the floor. This time, he moved to the center of the room, glancing down the hall every so often. No one was coming. He reached for the side door and opened it wide, then whispered to his brothers, “Okay, you’re clear. Get a move on.”

 

About the Author

R.G. Stanford
Raised on the beaches of South Texas, R.G. Stanford has always been
drawn to stories that transcend time. That passion was ignited in 1976 with
the discovery of Anne Rice’s Interview with the Vampire, and deepened
with The Feast of All Saints just a few years later. Though historical fiction
wasn’t an immediate calling, a personal journey into genealogy changed
everything.

With no close relatives nearby, R.G. Stanford turned to online resources in
search of extended family. That search became a twenty-year journey through
genealogy websites, Federal Census records, the National Archives, and old
newspapers. Along the way, R.G. Stanford uncovered incredible stories about
her family and the people who once lived in the Choctaw Nation, Indian
Territory.

Compelled to record the truth of her family in the lore, sprinkled with
imagination, R.G. Stanford is a history lover, a research buff, and a
passionate genealogy enthusiast. She is also a mother, a grandmother, and a
teller of stories, now living near Orlando.

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Katie & Maverick Cozy Mysteries, Book #10

 

Cozy Mystery

Date Published: 07-10-2025

Publisher: Secret Staircase Books

 

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A National Competition and a Deadly Detour

High school teacher Katie Wilk is thrilled when her students qualify for Mock
Trial America, a prestigious courtroom competition in Atlanta. Alongside her
best friend and fellow teacher Jane Mackey, a team of eager teens, and a crew
of devoted chaperones, Katie boards a flight from Minnesota—ready for a
week of intellectual showdowns and Southern hospitality. But things go
sideways before the plane is even off the ground.

With canceled flights, endless delays, and one particularly obnoxious
passenger stirring up trouble, the trip turns into a logistical, almost
deadly, nightmare. When that same rude traveler turns up later in Atlanta, the
chaos takes a deadly turn—and suspicion lands squarely on the Mackey
family.

As Katie digs deeper, she uncovers a web of secrets: stolen documents,
corporate espionage, dangerous toxins, and enough motive to make her question
everything. Can she untangle the truth before the killer strikes again?

Luckily, she’s got help—from Maverick, her sharp-nosed, loyal
Labrador retriever and trained search-and-rescue dog, who’s always ready
to sniff out danger.

Smart, suspenseful, and full of heart, this latest installment in Mary
Seifert’s charming cozy mystery series delivers Southern intrigue,
tricky puzzles, and the kind of dogged determination only a Lab (and a
resolute teacher) can provide.

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In reality, rushing water poured into the pond next to us, and plumes pounded the base of the falls, feeding the swiftly moving water in front of us. It burbled over substantial boulders and rocks and looked no less intimidating than any other spot. 

Wendell removed his shoes, stuffed his socks inside, tied the laces, and hung them around his neck. He rolled up his pants legs and nodded. “You might want to do the same.” 

The last remnants of the rainwater had evaporated from my clothes, and I couldn’t imagine getting wet all over again. I reluctantly removed my shoes and socks, crusty with dried mud, leaves, and burrs. 

Wendell pocketed the gun, descended to the water’s edge, and stepped from the shore to the nearest flat stone, teetered, then caught his balance. He took another step. And another. The words he called over his shoulder were almost lost in the cacophony surrounding us. “It’s fine.” 

I had few options. I tied the laces of my shoes together in front of me around the straps of my backpack to help keep it secure and took a deep breath. The staff acted like a third leg, and the first steps were easy, but the chilly splashes caused me to shiver, and midway across, I slid on a stone, slimy with lichen, dropped the stick, and pitched into the unexpectedly deep torrent of water. 

My body slammed into the ice-cold river, forcing the air from my lungs. I couldn’t get my footing and fought to take a breath as the strong current carried me along and quickly swept me downstream, away from Wendell. I bounced against hard, stationary items submerged below the surface, pummeled from side to side, and could almost hear dinging as if hitting the bumpers on a pinball machine. The turbulence in the water increased, rippling and foamy. The surge dragged me under. I came up sputtering and inhaled a mouthful of water before the world around me spun out of control. 

I couldn’t catch my breath. From deep in my subconscious came words I learned from CJ Bluestone, Carlee’s dad and Maverick’s search-and-rescue trainer. “Stay calm, no matter what the problem.” I had a problem—a big problem. 

My heavy pack continued to pull me under. No matter how much I wriggled and writhed, I couldn’t shrug it loose. I thrashed and my shoes thumped my chest. Then I remembered the ties, but my numb fingers didn’t have the dexterity to undo the knots. The river quickly turned to rapids, more froth, faster moving, more stones, and an increase in the roar of spilling water. Whatever waited for me wouldn’t be gentle, and my efforts to steer toward shore made no headway. I watched a huge log a few hundred yards in front of me rise up and plummet out of sight. Kicking and flailing had little impact on my trajectory. My strength declined. My head filled with a million thoughts, some welcome memories and some regrets, when I realized, I wasn’t going to make it. 

About the Author

Mary Seifert

Mary Seifert is the author of the Katie and Maverick Cozy Mysteries 2024
International IMPACT Award winner for books in a series, a collection of fun
and thrilling tales that will keep you on the edge of your seat! Her books,
including the 2023 American Fiction Award finalist Maverick, Movies &
Murder and the 2024 Chanticleer Murder and Mayhem finalist Santa, Snowflakes
& Strychnine, are must-reads for cozy mystery fans who enjoy a good puzzle
wrapped in a heartwarming story.

Set in the charming landscapes of West Central Minnesota, where the lakes
begin and the criminals are caught, Mary’s stories transport readers to
a world of intrigue, humor, and small-town charm. Each book is a delightful
mix of suspense and warmth, featuring memorable characters, ingenious puzzles,
and clever twists that keep you guessing until the very end.

Busy crafting her next mystery, Mary indulges in her love of research,
currently studying the flora and fauna of the Nantahala National Forest and
the magnetic call of Atlanta for the upcoming installment of her series. She
believes that every great mystery starts with a curious mind and a love for
uncovering the truth, but scrupulously scrubs her browsers history of any hint
of crime.

Join Mary on her literary journey, where a good story is always paired with a
cozy blanket, a glass of wine, and a touch of mischief!

 

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Contemporary Gay Romance, Polyamorous

Date Published: August 8, 2025

 

Casey can get just about any man he wants, except for the one he wants
the most.

 

Casey Cox is a porn star legend. Life is a never-ending party and there’s
always a hot guy or two willing to play. Then Casey meets the one man who
isn’t interested and suddenly it’s a challenge he can’t resist.

 

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“Suck me tender.”

“Hey dumbass, I’m the boss here. If you didn’t have a big
shlong, you wouldn’t get any screen time.”

I picked up the towel and covered up my biggest asset. “Jealous
much?”

Max looked like he was ready to blow steam but he clenched his jaw and nodded
toward the king-sized bed. It was all decked out in white linen, the better to
show off our tanned bodies. “I want you and Joey to do a fast run
through, no sex, before we start filming.”

“Time is money,” I said, throwing his own words back at him.
“I don’t need to rehearse.”

“Says you. Did you even read the script?”

“Course I did. Masturbate first, and then Joey walks in and gives me a
hand. It’s not rocket science.” It was an easy scene. I could do
it in my sleep. I never have a problem getting hard, especially when I know
somebody’s watching.

“Okay Mr. Motherfucking-Know-It-All, do your thing.”

I sat on the bed and leaned back against the headboard.

Max spit out one word. “Action.”

I started rubbing my cock through the material of the towel. After a minute, I
flung open the towel and let my dick take a bow. It was stiff and begging for
attention but I ignored it. Slowly I ran my hands down my chest, tweaking my
nipples until they were erect. It didn’t take long. My hot buttons are
super sensitive. A delicious warmth spread through my groin. It was time to
give my prick some attention. I gave it a few easy strokes, taking my time so
I could show off my body. Occasionally I glanced at the camera with a
smoldering gaze. Then I started jerking off in a steady rhythm.

Nobody knows my hot spots like I do. It didn’t take long for my
breathing to speed up. My balls drew up tight and I knew I was close. Where
the heck was Joey? He should have been here by now. I wanted to give him a cum
shower. Max was a shit director. One day I’d direct my own films. I
tried to hold off, but my cock was throbbing. Fuck it. I was too close. One
more hard stroke and I hosed myself down with a massive cum load.

White cream covered my chest, up to my neck and under my chin. I groaned,
scooped some up with my fingers and licked them clean. I knew I looked hot as
hell.

“Cut!” Max stood over me, hands on hips. “I tell you when to
come.”

“You can’t hold back momentum, Max.” One of these days
I’ll quit mouthing off, but not today. “If you could get it up,
you’d know that.”

If looks could kill I would have died right then, but Max couldn’t touch
me. I was golden. Nobody made the studio more money than I did.

“Face it, Max. I know what my audience wants and I give it to them.
That’s why you pay me the big bucks.”

“Get over yourself, princess. You’re a fucking porn actor.
There’s a thousand more waiting to take your place.”

As usual, Paul, the cameraman and peacemaker, tried to diffuse the situation.
“This is good stuff, Max. The guys will eat it up.”

Max gave him a disgusted look and turned back to me. “You got anything
left for Joey?”

“Does a tin man have a stainless steel cock?”

Everybody laughed except Max. Fuck him. He turned his back, but not before he
took another long look at my chest. I smiled as I lay back against the
pillows. Look all you want, Max, but you’ll never get your hands on this
body. But I knew he’d take the film home and masturbate to it all night.

“Hey, Cox.”

My head jerked up at the sound of Joey’s voice. People tend to think
that porn stars don’t have real lives. They think that, given the nature
of what we do for a living, we must be emotionally detached and incapable of
having a real relationship. That’s only partly true. While I don’t
have, need, or want, a significant other, I have my sister, Julie, and my best
friends, Joey and Paul.

Joey is not only a friend, he’s also a great costar. He’s a lean
six feet, with short spiky blond hair and brown eyes. The dude is practically
hairless while I sport a sexy trail of dark hair that leads to a
well-manicured bush. The camera loves the contrasts between us, and so do the
guys who buy our videos. We spend so much time together, it was only natural
we’d become buddies.

Grinning, Joey sat on the bed. “You just can’t help yourself, can
you, Casey?” He started wiping my chest with a warm, wet cloth.

 

About the Author

Gale Stanley grew up in Philadelphia PA. She was the kid who always had her
nose in a book, her head in the clouds, and her hands on a pad and pencil.
Some
things never change.

 

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