Sunday, July 11, 2021

Blog Tour Excerpt, Review & Giveaway: The Mixtape by Brittainy Cherry


Title: The Mixtape

Author: Brittainy Cherry

Release Date: July 1, 2021

Publisher: Montlake

 

Summary

 

Emery has never felt more alone. Raising her daughter is both her pleasure and her pain as she struggles to hold on to her job as a bartender and keep a roof over their heads. With no one to help them—no support system—any unexpected expense or late bill could turn their whole world upside down.


Reeling from the death of his twin brother and bandmate, rock star Oliver Smith is trying to drink his problems away. Apparently he isn’t very good at it; they follow him wherever he goes. Also in hot pursuit are the paparazzi, who catch Oliver at his lowest low.


He could have walked into any bar in California, but he walked into hers. Emery helps Oliver lose the crowd, and they find themselves alone: two people whose paths are marked with loss and pain. However, they hold an unshakable hope for healing. They find solace together, but can their love withstand the world?

 

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Author Brittainy Cherry Writes Her Own Mixtape

 

Hi, Everyone! I’m Brittainy Cherry, author of The Mixtape, a contemporary romance novel. I am so excited to share Oliver and Emery’s story with you all. These two characters are both struggling through life in their own ways, and it is through music and love that they find their way back to themselves and each other. 


The Mixtape could’ve never come together without my own mixtape of sorts to help guide the way to this novel. Music not only plays a huge role in the story, but also in my personal life, so of course I had to whip up my own mixtape as I wrote this story. For example, my playlist began with “Godspeed” by the extremely talented James Blake that set the mood of the story. His tones and lyrics wrapped me up into a warm hug and I allowed the song to move me as I crafted Oliver’s character. 


Then, we moved into “Soldiers” by Rachel Platten which is a powerful song about taking moments to breathe in order to move forward for another day, like soldiers in the night. It’s a song that showcases the strength of our heroine, Emery, who is a single mother, trying her best to create a better life for her young daughter. 


I had the best time tying in songs like “Slow Dance” by AJ Mitchell (feat. Ava Max) to show the slow burn between Emery and Oliver falling together, followed by their first kiss being written to the song, “Can I Kiss You?” by Dahl. 


The whole story was wrapped up with a classic, “Could It Be I’m Falling In Love” by the Spinners, which sums up what I hope you experience reading this novel: a mixtape of emotions which lead to you falling in love with the love story of Emery and Oliver. I hope this novel heals you the same way music soothes my soul. 

 

The Mixtape Excerpt

 

Sometimes the world didn’t make sense. No parent should’ve ever had to bury their own child. I couldn’t even imagine that kind of pain that raced through her heartbeats on a daily basis. If I could offer up only one set of prayers for the remainder of my life, it would be for the parents who had to say goodbye too early on to their own. 


Those hearts would always beat a little slower in my mind. 


“I’m so sorry, Michelle.” 


“Thank you, sweetheart.” She reached out and patted my hand, and I knew it was because she needed a hand to hold. So, I wrapped both of mine around hers. “The mourning doesn’t get easier. It just get quieter. Some days, I still cannot get out of bed, but I’m blessed. Because Richard stays in bed with me and my quietness. Then, when it’s time for me to get up, he pulls me to my feet, and we dance. A piece of advice—find yourself a man who would dance with you even when your heart is broken.” Her eyes flashed with tears and she held my hands tighter. “You want to know a secret?” 


“Yes.” 


“I thought I was going to lose Oliver, too. He kept everyone so far away. So, when I flew out here, I prepared myself for the worst. I thought he’d be in a drunken slumber or, worse…so much worse. Last time I came a few weeks ago, he wasn’t doing too well. But this time? This time I came back and he’s smiling.” 


“That’s so good.” 


She smiled brightly up at me as tears freely danced down her cheekbones. “So thank you.” 


“I didn’t do anything,” I swore. 


“You’re the only difference in his life since I came back. Plus, there’s the way he looks at you when you’re not looking. Now, sweetheart, I don’t know what you did, but I’m almost positive that you helped bring my son back to life after he was holding death’s hand. Call it my mother’s intuition. So, thank you for helping him. Even if it’s just by being his friend.” 


Now I was tearing up, and I pulled her into a tight hug. “You’re an amazing mother,” I whispered, and she began to cry harder. 


“You have no clue how hard it is to believe that each day.” 


I think all mothers thought that. The ones who doubted her mothering skills, were sometimes the ones who were trying their best day in and day out. I didn’t expect the conversation with Michelle to go the direction that it had, but I was glad it had taken that path, because it was clear we both had some healing corners of our heart that had to be touched that evening. 


“Oh, don’t tell me you two are wine drunk and emotion,” Richard cut in, walking in our direction. “We were just picking out a song for two seconds and we turn around to find you both moping.” 


“Oh hush, Richard. Can’t us girls have a moment every now and again?” Michelle remarked, standing to her feet. 


“Yes, but for now, we dance to The Spinners, my lady.” Richard reached out for his wife and took her into his arms as they began swaying to the song, Could It Be I’m Falling In Love. Richard serenaded Michelle as she smiled and melted into him like a perfectly fit puzzle piece. 


Oliver came to stand beside me as we both watched his parents fall more and more in love with one another. 


“This was their wedding song,” Oliver mentioned. “Dad recorded it, and they danced to it for their first dance.” 


“Oh my gosh, how sweet is that,” I swooned. True romance. 


“They dance to it every single night. On the good days and bad days. Especially on the bad days.” 


“They’re what I want my love to look like,” I confessed. Oliver gave me a tight smile but didn’t say anything. I shifted around for a minute before looking toward him once more. “Do you want to dance with me?”

 

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What I thought about The Mixtape

 

The Mixtape is a story of two people who are broken, hurting. Musician Oliver has lost his twin brother, and Emery has a challenging life as a single mother. They meet and find something in each other that lifts them out of their darkness.

 

I was pulled into this story from the start and I really liked reading about these characters. Their lives were complex and they were dealing with many emotions. If you like your romances with a lot of emotional hurdles to cross, this might be the romance for you.

 

That being said, this book is not overly romantic. There is just so much in the journey for these characters, it's not about that. I didn't mind that so much and Emery's daughter does provide some lighter moments. 

 

Overall, I really liked this. I was engaged in the story and characters right away, and that's what keeps me reading.  

 


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About the Author

 

 

 

Brittainy Cherry has been in love with words since she took her first breath. She graduated from Carroll University with a bachelor’s degree in theater arts and a minor in creative writing. She loves to take part in writing screenplays, acting, and dancing—poorly, of course. Coffee, chai tea, and wine are three things that she thinks every person should partake in. Cherry lives in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, with her family. When she’s not running a million errands and crafting stories, she’s probably playing with her adorable pets.

 

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Monday, July 5, 2021

Available Now! The Auction by Tiffany Reisz + Release Day Review & Excerpt

 

You’re invited to New York City’s hottest dating event: Kingsley Edge’s annual King’s Trust Charity Auction.

New on the auction block this year is Daniel, a wealthy widower and Dominant. However, he happens to have his eyes on another first-timer in the club’s auction: Anya, a strikingly beautiful virgin submissive from his native Canada.

Too bad Anya hates him on sight. Or does she? There’s a fine line between hatred and burning passion, and Daniel is determined to bring Anya across it. Now let the bidding begin…. 

The Auction was originally previewed in a rough draft form on TiffanyReisz.com as Daniel Part Two, and has now been thoroughly edited and revised.

It takes place approximately one year after the Original Sinners novella The Gift (aka Seven Day Loan). However, The Auction can also be read as a standalone story. 

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 What I thought about The Auction

When Daniel returns from an extended trip, he goes directly to Kingsley to attempt to see Eleanor, who he can't seem to forget. But even Daniel and eveyone else knows that Eleanor belongs to one man.

Of course Kingsley is happy to provide a distraction for Daniel in the form of a virgin submissive who is about to be prize in Kingsley's upcoming auction where Daniel is also a prize.

It's easy to see how this will all play out, but it's all about the ride with this story. Daniel is a very sympathetic character, and it's only after the reader finds out more about Anya's story that it all makes perfect sense.

I loved this extension of Daniel's story (you can read as a standalone, btw). I always love spending time with Tiffany Reisz's "sinners". I know I'm in for a hot and twisted time! 


 
 

About Tiffany Reisz

Tiffany Reisz is the USA Today bestselling author of the Romance Writers of America RITA®-winning Original Sinners series from Harlequin’s Mira Books.

Her erotic fantasy The Red—the first entry in the Godwicks series, self-published under the banner 8th Circle Press—was named an NPR Best Book of the Year and a Goodreads Best Romance of the Month.

Tiffany lives in Kentucky with her husband, author Andrew Shaffer, and two cats. The cats are not writers.

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About 8th Circle Press

8th Circle Press is a Louisville, Kentucky-based publisher of literary friction. For more information, visit our website at www.8thCirclePress.com.

Friday, July 2, 2021

Blog Tour Review and Excerpt: Lady Sunshine by Amy Mason Doan

 

Lady Sunshine
Amy Mason Doan

On Sale Date: June 29, 2021

9781525804670, 1525804677
Trade Paperback
$16.99 USD, $21.99 CAD

Fiction / Women/ Coming of Age

368 pages

 

About the Book:

ONE ICONIC FAMILY. ONE SUMMER OF SECRETS. THE DAZZLING SPIRIT OF 1970S CALIFORNIA.

For Jackie Pierce, everything changed the summer of 1979, when she spent three months of infinite freedom at her bohemian uncle’s sprawling estate on the California coast. As musicians, artists, and free spirits gathered at The Sandcastle for the season in pursuit of inspiration and communal living, Jackie and her cousin Willa fell into a fast friendship, testing their limits along the rocky beach and in the wild woods... until the summer abruptly ended in tragedy, and Willa silently slipped away into the night.

Twenty years later, Jackie unexpectedly inherits The Sandcastle and returns to the iconic estate for a short visit to ready it for sale. But she reluctantly extends her stay when she learns that, before her death, her estranged aunt had promised an up-and-coming producer he could record a tribute album to her late uncle at the property’s studio. As her musical guests bring the place to life again with their sun-drenched beach days and late-night bonfires, Jackie begins to notice startling parallels to that summer long ago. And when a piece of the past resurfaces and sparks new questions about Willa’s disappearance, Jackie must discover if the dark secret she’s kept ever since is even the truth at all.

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A Girl, Her Cousin, and a Waterfall

1999

I rattle the padlock on the gate, strum my fingers along the cold chain-link fence.

I own this place.

Maybe if I repeat it often enough I’ll believe it.

All along the base of the fence are tributes: shells, notes, sketches, bunches of flowers. Some still fresh, some so old the petals are crisp as parchment. I follow the fence uphill, along the coast side, and stop at a wooden, waist-high sign mark­ing the path up to the waterfall. It wasn’t here the summer I visited.

The sign is covered in words and drawings, so tattooed-over by fan messages that you can barely read the official one. I run my fingertips over the engravings: initials, peace sym­bols, Thank you’s, I Love You’s. Fragments of favorite lyrics. After coming so far to visit the legendary estate, people need to do something, leave their mark, if only with a rock on fog-softened wood.

Song titles from my uncle’s final album, Three, are carved everywhere. “Heart, Home, Hope.”

“Leaf, Shell, Raindrop.”

“Angel, Lion, Willow.” Someone has etched that last one in symbols instead of words. The angel refers to Angela, my aunt. The lion is my uncle Graham.

And the willow tree. Willa, my cousin.

I have a pointy metal travel nail file in my suitcase; I could add my message to the rest, my own tribute to this place, to the Kingstons. To try to explain what happened the summer I spent here. I could tell it like one of the campfire tales I used to spin for Willa.

This is the story of a girl, her cousin, and a waterfall…

But there’s no time for that, not with only seven days to clear the house for sale. Back at the gate, where Toby’s asleep in his cat carrier in the shade, I dig in my overnight bag for the keys. They came in a FedEx with a fat stack of documents I must’ve read on the plane from Boston a dozen times—thousands of words, all dressed up in legal jargon. When it’s so simple, really. Everything inside that fence is mine now, whether I want it or not.

I unlock the gate, lift the metal shackle, and walk uphill to the highest point, where the gravel widens into a parking lot, then fades away into grass. The field opens out below me just like I remember. We called it “the bowl,” because of the way the edges curve up all around it. A golden bowl scooped into the hills, rimmed on three sides by dark green woods. The house, a quarter mile ahead of me at the top of the far slope, is a pale smudge in the fir trees.

I stop to take it in, this piece of land I now own. The Sand­castle, everyone called it.

Without the neighbors’ goats and Graham’s guests to keep the grass down, the field has grown wild, many of the yellow weeds high as my belly button.

Willa stood here with me once and showed me how from this angle the estate resembled a sun. The kind a child would draw, with a happy face inside. Once I saw it, it was impos­sible to un-see:

The round, straw-colored field, trails squiggling off to the woods in every direction, like rays. The left eye—the camp­fire circle. The right eye—the blue aboveground pool. The nose was the vertical line of picnic benches in the middle of the circle that served as our communal outdoor dining table. The smile was the curving line of parked cars and motorcy­cles and campers.

All that’s gone now, save for the pool, which is squinting, collapsed, moldy green instead of its old bright blue.

I should go back for my bag and Toby but I can’t resist—I move on, down to the center of the field. Far to my right in the woods, the brown roofline of the biggest A-frame cabin, Kingfisher, pokes through the firs. But no other cabins are visible, the foliage is so thick now. Good. Each alteration from the place of my memories gives me confidence. I can handle this for a week. One peaceful, private week to box things up and send them away.

“Sure you don’t want me to come help?” Paul had asked when he dropped me at the airport this morning. “We could squeeze in a romantic weekend somewhere. I’ve always wanted to go to San Francisco.”

“You have summer school classes, remember? Anyway, it’ll be totally boring, believe me.”

I’d told him—earnest, sweet Paul, who all the sixth-grad­ers at the elementary school where we work hope they get as their teacher and who wants to marry me—that the trip was no big deal. That I’d be away for a week because my aunt in California passed away. That I barely knew her and just had to help pack up her old place to get it ready for sale.

He believed me.

I didn’t tell him that the “old place” is a stunning, sprawl­ing property perched over the Pacific, studded with cabins and outbuildings and a legendary basement recording studio. That the land bubbles with natural hot springs and creeks and waterfalls.

Or that I’ve inherited it. All of it. The fields, the woods, the house, the studio. And my uncle’s music catalog.

I didn’t tell him that I visited here once as a teenager, or that for a little while, a long time ago, I was sure I’d stay forever.


Excerpted from Lady Sunshine @ 2021 by Amy Mason Doan, used with permission by Graydon House.

 

What I thought about Lady Sunshine

Summer of '79, Pacific Coast bohemian compound, and music -- it was these three things that interested me in this novel and I can honestly say that I wasn't disappointed.  Amy Mason Doan is a new-to-me author, and I will definitely be on the lookout for future stories from this author. 

The book immediately pulled me in.  Told in dual time lines twenty years apart, Lady Sunshine tells the story from the perspective of Jackie Pierce.  Sent to stay at The Sandcastle one summer, Jackie meets up with her cousin Willa and her aunt and uncle on the compound. While it takes a bit for Jackie to get comfortable here, she does eventually bond with her cousin Willa.

Fast forward twenty years later when Jackie inherits The Sandcastle.  She got some memories and secrets she is keeping from her time here, and her intent is to sell it off as soon as possible.  But when she arrives, a young music producer wants to use the place to record a tribute album, and a reluctant Jackie relents and decides to stay for a while.  Of course that brings back all sorts of memories and mysteries of what happened that summer.

This is a perfect summer time read. It transported me to another time and place.  It's a story that pulled me in right away and kept me hooked until the very end.  I found the descriptions of the earlier time period interesting and accurate, but I will say that I would have liked a bit more of the music side of things, but it was still all good.  Overall, I really enjoyed Lady Sunshine. 


About the Author:

AMY MASON DOAN is the author of The Summer List and Summer Hours. She earned a BA in English from UC Berkeley and an MA in journalism from Stanford University, and has written for The Oregonian, San Francisco Chronicle, and Forbes, among other publications. She grew up in Danville, California, and now lives in Portland, Oregon, with her husband and daughter.

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Review: Brimstone Hollow (Annie Gore #2) by Archer Sullivan

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