New Release: "Guarded Time," by: Stephanie Hansen

 Hi everyone. Today I am featuring Stephanie Hansen's second book in the Reincarnated Souls Series, "Guarded Time." Her new release is now on the shelves and ready for you to check out. Read a sneak peek from both book 1 and book 2 below and find out how to start this series today. Happy reading :).

****

Outlander meets What the Wind Knows with a dash of The Tudors

Guarded Time

Reincarnated Souls Book 2

by: Stephanie Hansen

Genre: Historical Romantasy

Add to your TBR List!

GOODREADS

Check out Reviews and Recommendations!

BOOKBUB

 “We can solidify our plans tomorrow,” he whispers, brushing a stray strand of hair behind my ear. The warmth of his touch spreads throughout my body, igniting a fire inside me.

Our lips meet in a slow and tender kiss, but it quickly builds into something more passionate. I grip his hair while he gently angles his head for a deeper connection. Our bodies press together, our hearts beating in perfect synchronization.

“Claudia,” Alex groans in protest as I push him to the edge.

I know what a respectable girl should not do, but after everything we’ve been through and traveling hundreds of years into the past, I’m pretty sure that rules no longer apply.

BLURB:

Outlander meets What the Wind Knows with a dash of The Tudors

Claudia, Alex, and Marie embark on a perilous journey back through the swirling mists of time, their hopes pinned on averting a looming tragedy. As they navigate the tangled web of history, vivid memories of Alex and Claudia’s enduring love flicker across the timelines, a testament to their unyielding bond. Their destination is the tumultuous Ireland of 1649, a land poised precariously on the brink of siege. It is a treacherous era to traverse, where danger lurks at every corner.

In their quest, they immerse themselves within the ancient covens, becoming an integral part of the tightly knit community of Drogheda. The air is thick with tension, the kind that crackles and hums, as they wrestle with the monumental task before them. Caught in the crossfire of history, they face the daunting challenge of halting the impending slaughter of the town while grappling with the complex emotions tied to saving the beloved of their sworn nemesis.

As the stakes grow ever higher, the question looms large: will the timeless love between Alex and Claudia endure the trials they face, or are there formidable forces at work beyond their control, threatening to unravel the very fabric of their shared destiny?

*Contains mature themes, open door sex scenes, and mature language.

Such a fun, quick, whimsical historical read. If you are a fan of outlander or the tudors this is a perfect combination of both! – ARC reviewer

Purchase your Copy Today!

AMAZON

****

Armored Hours

Reincarnated Souls Book 1

Add to your TBR List!

GOODREADS

Check out Reviews and Recommendations!

BOOKBUB

They wrapped their arms around one another as their bodies communicated their need; Claudia was flushed with desire. Alex knew it was flirting with disaster, being alone in her room like this, doing what they were doing. Allowing this passion to continue unbridled would be absolute chaos, and yet he couldn’t deny the deeply intoxicating pull Claudia had on him.

“Don’t leave,” Claudia whispered quietly, as if reading his mind.

“Never,” Alex replied without hesitation.

BLURB:

Cable Girls meets Peaky Blinders meets Titanic

The girls had forged a bond together like iron that could not be broken. Claudia, Kiersten, Lina, and Florian were on the brink of making history with their powerful feminist movement, but then they suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Alexander was a desperate bootlegger who was willing to risk it all to search for them. Not only were they in cahoots with him to help smuggle feminist contraband and forbidden booze, but Claudia had also unknowingly captivated his heart. He vowed to find them at any cost, but little did he know that their disappearance was part of a much bigger and sinister plot from the upper echelons of society.

Set in 1920s Paris of the Plains, Armored Hours is a thrilling tale of love and mystery interwoven with hints of magical realism.

"I adore Armored Hours so much as it delivered the action packed narration that came with a strong sense of urgency and the undercut of deep emotions. It is set in a world where survival demands resilience, the journey isn't just the physical but also the mental. The main characters must wrestle with their own personal demons as well as facing external threats. I adore how the chapters build on from the previous chapters as well as pulling you deeper into the conflict. Stephanie did a brilliant job of balancing out the action with a lot more quieter moments of introspection that just add layers to the characters. This book will keep you on the edge with twists as well as it will grips you into the story." ~Aussie

Purchase your Copy Today!

AMAZON

****

Stephanie Hansen

Stephanie Hansen is a PenCraft and Global Book Award Winning Author as well as an Imadjinn finalist. Her debut novella series, Altered Helix, released in 2020. It hit the #1 New Release, #1 Best Seller, and other top 100 lists on Amazon. It is now being adapted to an animated story for Tales. Her debut novel, Replaced Parts, released in 2021 through Fire & Ice YA and Tantor Audio. It has been in a Forbes article, hit Amazon bestseller lists, and made the Apple young adult coming soon bestsellers list. The second book in the Transformed Nexus series, Omitted Pieces, released in 2022. Her debut spicy paranormal romance, Ghostly Howls, released 2023. Her debut historical magical realism, Armored Hours, released 2024. She is a member of the deaf and hard of hearing community, so she tries to incorporate that into her fiction.

Follow Stephanie at the Following Links:

WEBSITE | FB | X | INSTAGRAM | TIKTOK | BOOKBUB | AMAZON | GOODREADS

****

Enter to Win:

$10 Amazon or PayPal Gift Card

Follow the tour HERE for special content and a giveaway!

Next Stop on the Tour:

Book Reviews by the Reluctant Retiree

Cover Reveal: "Guarded Time," by: Stephanie Hansen

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

New Release: "Some Call Me Eve," by: T. Pike

 Hi everyone. Today I am featuring T. Pike's New Release "Some Call Me Eve." Check out the sneak peek, book details, and giveaway below. Make sure to pick up your copy today to help support this wonderful author. Happy reading everyone :).

****

Enemies bound by desire. Allies torn by fate.

Some Call Me Eve

by: T. Pike

Genre: Historical Romance

BLURB:

Princess Evangeline has an insatiate lust for power. As her kingdom’s most feared warrior and heiress to the throne, she plans to one day rule in her father’s place, just as she rules over countless men during secret nights of sin.

But when the castle falls to a new enemy, Evangeline becomes a slave in her own kingdom, forced to obey the heartless queen’s commands to honor her father’s dying wish: to protect her people.

The princess craves vengeance, but can she resist the carnal magnetism between her and Prince Rune, the queen’s son and royal pawn? And as rebellion brews, can she trust Rune, the man with the power to quench her torrid flames, to be her greatest ally?

**Releasing TODAY!!**

Purchase your Copy Today!

AMAZON | APPLE | B&N | AUTHOR'S SITE

Add to your TBR List!

GOODREADS

Check out Reviews and Recommendations!

BOOKBUB

As if summoned from the depths of the earth, my final challenger stepped forward. He

towered over me like the great castle walls, his shadow engulfing me in darkness. I watched his

sword intently as it swayed like a feather between his fingers.

He struck without warning. I was sent stumbling backward after a weak parry,

underestimating the power of his swing. But speed was my greatest strength, and I recovered my

balance almost instantly. The sheer force of his assaults far overpowered my own, restricting me

to the defensive. Each slash of his blade flew by my head at frightful speeds, backed by a

guttural grunt. I inched my way backward as each slice brought him a step closer. Without

hesitation, my instincts took over, leading me into my signature move.

Gradually lowering myself to the ground, I bent into a squatted shuffle. My competitor’s

attacks persisted, unrelenting. He leaned downward to better reach my chest. At just the right

moment, when he carried his weight on the ends of his toes, I leapt over his low arcing swing,

twisted through the air over his outstretched arm, and landed smoothly behind his hunched

frame. Before he could regain his stance and turn to face me once more, I delivered a lethal blow

to the back of his knees.

My rival released a monstrous howl as he fell forward, dropping into a kneel. The heavy

pound of his knees shook the ground, a quake that silenced the entire training field. All watched

in awe as their star fighter lay helpless by my feet.

I looked expectantly at my commander, my racing heart beating in my ears. It was clear by his

crossed arms and knitted brow that he was disappointed in his disgraceful brigade, but from the

slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, I knew he was pleased with my performance. “Finish the

job,” he said in a low voice.

I turned back to face my statuesque adversary. No longer was he the invincible beast he

was just minutes before. Down on his knees, he became a shell of his former self, humbled and

abashed by defeat. Through his face guard, I could just make out his pleading eyes, ashamed

before his peers, begging me for mercy.

With that look, a flood of heat filled my core. A yearning. A hunger. A lustful rage.

I chuckled coldly. How pathetic.

With a skillful twist of my blade, I struck the base of his neck with the flat of my sword,

simulating a dramatic beheading and sending his helmet soaring through the air. It bounced

through the dirt theatrically, spinning on its edge with a clatter before finding its final place of

rest before the feet of the crowd, its hollo interior facing the huddle of defeated men.

A slow clap broke through the deafening silence, echoing across the training field. I lifted

my gaze to see none other than King Ricard, ruler of Vitalia. He was adorned in a violet tunic

lined with golden thread, a puffed silver surcoat that augmented his considerable physique, and a

long, draping cloak exhibiting an intricate design of the royal crest. His threatening stature was

only deepened by his austere visage—a thick nose framing a set of demanding brown eyes; a

bushy, graying beard matching the shade of his thick, protruding brows; and his lips, normally

forming a thin, sober line, now curved in a sly side smile.

The cluster of knights immediately fell to their knees, dropping their heads in a respectful

bow. Even the commander knelt upon the dusty ground before his crowned ruler.

But I did not kneel. Instead, I stood boldly, facing my king with my head held high. The monarch

stilled his hands. All waited expectantly for him to break the silence once more, this time with

his booming voice.

“Well done, Princess Evangeline.”

At his declaration, I sheathed my sword and doffed my helmet to reveal my face. I

released the pin from my hair and let it flow down my back in long copper waves, shining like

the silver armor it lay upon. My crimson lips wore their own smug grin, perfectly matching that

of the king.

“Thank you, Father.”

****

T. Pike

T. Pike grew up in Northwest Arkansas where she swam competitively for more than 17 years. After graduating from Texas A&M University with an English degree and All-American honors, she returned home to pursue her master's in English and write her debut novel: Some Call Me Eve. Now a law student, she enjoys running and hiking with her dogs and exploring the mountains with her partner.

Follow T. Pike at the Following Links:

WEBSITE | FB | INSTAGRAM | GOODREADS

****

Enter to Win:

$30 Amazon Gift Card

Follow the blitz HERE for special content and a giveaway!

Next Stop on the Tour:

The Dungeon Crawlers

Now on Preorder: "Some Call Me Eve," by: T. Pike

 Hi everyone. Today I am featuring "Some Call Me Eve," by: T. Pike. Check out the sneak peek below and find out how to preorder your copy today. Also read to the bottom for a special giveaway. Happy reading :).

****

Enemies bound by desire. Allies torn by fate.

Some Call Me Eve

by: T. Pike

Genre: Historical Romance

Add to your TBR List!

GOODREADS

Check out Reviews and Recommendations!

BOOKBUB

As if summoned from the depths of the earth, my final challenger stepped forward. He

towered over me like the great castle walls, his shadow engulfing me in darkness. I watched his

sword intently as it swayed like a feather between his fingers.

He struck without warning. I was sent stumbling backward after a weak parry,

underestimating the power of his swing. But speed was my greatest strength, and I recovered my

balance almost instantly. The sheer force of his assaults far overpowered my own, restricting me

to the defensive. Each slash of his blade flew by my head at frightful speeds, backed by a

guttural grunt. I inched my way backward as each slice brought him a step closer. Without

hesitation, my instincts took over, leading me into my signature move.

Gradually lowering myself to the ground, I bent into a squatted shuffle. My competitor’s

attacks persisted, unrelenting. He leaned downward to better reach my chest. At just the right

moment, when he carried his weight on the ends of his toes, I leapt over his low arcing swing,

twisted through the air over his outstretched arm, and landed smoothly behind his hunched

frame. Before he could regain his stance and turn to face me once more, I deli

vered a lethal blow

to the back of his knees.

My rival released a monstrous howl as he fell forward, dropping into a kneel. The heavy

pound of his knees shook the ground, a quake that silenced the entire training field. All watched

in awe as their star fighter lay helpless by my feet.

I looked expectantly at my commander, my racing heart beating in my ears. It was clear by his

crossed arms and knitted brow that he was disappointed in his disgraceful brigade, but from the

slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, I knew he was pleased with my performance. “Finish the

job,” he said in a low voice.

I turned back to face my statuesque adversary. No longer was he the invincible beast he

was just minutes before. Down on his knees, he became a shell of his former self, humbled and

abashed by defeat. Through his face guard, I could just make out his pleading eyes, ashamed

before his peers, begging me for mercy.

With that look, a flood of heat filled my core. A yearning. A hunger. A lustful rage.

I chuckled coldly. How pathetic.

With a skillful twist of my blade, I struck the base of his neck with the flat of my sword,

simulating a dramatic beheading and sending his helmet soaring through the air. It bounced

through the dirt theatrically, spinning on its edge with a clatter before finding its final place of

rest before the feet of the crowd, its hollo interior facing the huddle of defeated men.

A slow clap broke through the deafening silence, echoing across the training field. I lifted

my gaze to see none other than King Ricard, ruler of Vitalia. He was adorned in a violet tunic

lined with golden thread, a puffed silver surcoat that augmented his considerable physique, and a

long, draping cloak exhibiting an intricate design of the royal crest. His threatening stature was

only deepened by his austere visage—a thick nose framing a set of demanding brown eyes; a

bushy, graying beard matching the shade of his thick, protruding brows; and his lips, normally

forming a thin, sober line, now curved in a sly side smile.

The cluster of knights immediately fell to their knees, dropping their heads in a respectful

bow. Even the commander knelt upon the dusty ground before his crowned ruler.

But I did not kneel. Instead, I stood boldly, facing my king with my head held high. The monarch

stilled his hands. All waited expectantly for him to break the silence once more, this time with

his booming voice.

“Well done, Princess Evangeline.”

At his declaration, I sheathed my sword and doffed my helmet to reveal my face. I

released the pin from my hair and let it flow down my back in long copper waves, shining like

the silver armor it lay upon. My crimson lips wore their own smug grin, perfectly matching that

of the king.

“Thank you, Father.”

BLURB:

Princess Evangeline has an insatiate lust for power. As her kingdom’s most feared warrior and heiress to the throne, she plans to one day rule in her father’s place, just as she rules over countless men during secret nights of sin.

But when the castle falls to a new enemy, Evangeline becomes a slave in her own kingdom, forced to obey the heartless queen’s commands to honor her father’s dying wish: to protect her people.

The princess craves vengeance, but can she resist the carnal magnetism between her and Prince Rune, the queen’s son and royal pawn? And as rebellion brews, can she trust Rune, the man with the power to quench her torrid flames, to be her greatest ally?

**Releases July 21st – PreOrder Now!**

AMAZON | APPLE | B&N | AUTHOR'S SITE

****

T. Pike

T. Pike grew up in Northwest Arkansas where she swam competitively for more than 17 years. After graduating from Texas A&M University with an English degree and All-American honors, she returned home to pursue her master's in English and write her debut novel: Some Call Me Eve. Now a law student, she enjoys running and hiking with her dogs and exploring the mountains with her partner.

Follow T. Pike at the Following Links:

WEBSITE | FB | INSTAGRAM | GOODREADS

****

Enter to Win:

$30 Amazon Gift Card

Follow the tour HERE for special content and a giveaway!

Next Stop on the Tour:

Lisa Book Krewe