Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Release Blast ~ Sparks Of Deception



Sparks Of Deception
Shattered Lives Series; Book 4
Publish Date: November 24, 2017
Genre: Suspense/Thriller


Cover Design by: MadHat Books

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Where there are sparks, there are flames.

Blurb:


Nothing is ever what it seems. When you think life is straight-forward, someone kicks your feet out from under you.

Starting a new journey in our lives was supposed to be a happy, joyous occasion… but things burst into flame. We have to fight to keep alive, keep breathing, and to find the answers to the questions swirling around us.

I found the love I'd been waiting for when I was thirteen. Today someone tried to take me away from her. They stalk and lay in wait for me to stumble.
But I'm going down swinging. Deception will do nothing to change what we have. Sparks may fly, but we'll fight the fire… together.


Amazon US : AU : CA : UK

Excerpt:


I slid to the floor beside Lana and pulled my phone back out.
“Butterfly, can you look at me?” I asked, leaning down to make sure she was breathing. She had blood all over her face.
“Is she okay?” Carter asked, the anger in his voice set my own anger off.. I ignored him. I wasn’t sure if she was okay. I dialed Gramps.
“Kid, you should be in-”
“Gramps, there’s an emergency at the school. I need you... We need an ambulance. It’s Lana… she was attacked.”
“Shit. Alright, kid. I’m on my way. I’ll call in backup. Do not move her. I will call Abe at the station and get him and Riley there. Do you know who did it?”
“Yes, we have the assholes that attacked her. They have evidence all over them, too,” I said as I glared at both of the girls. They tried to get away from Sasha and - I think her name was Kate, but I wasn’t sure. They were both on the volleyball team, I knew that much. I leaned down and whispered to Lana as I squeezed her hand. “Hold on, baby. Help’s coming.”
“What’s going-” I looked up to see the biology teachers, Mrs. Trimble and Mr. Gardener standing there. It was only a moment before they jumped into action. Mr. Gardner cleared everyone out of the bathroom and Mrs. Trimble went to call the nurse. By the time the school nurse arrived Lana was starting to come around, or it seemed that way. She kept her still until the EMS crew arrived. It seemed to take forever for Abe and Riley to get to the school. The damn firehouse and EMS complex was a five minute walk for fuck’s sake.
I had ignored the she-beast when she showed up. I’d had enough of her this week as it was. Once Lana was on the stretcher and more alert Gramps and the others arrived. Charlie was going to ride with Lana to the hospital, so Carter and I could go to the principal's office and tell everyone what we knew. The moment I walked in and saw the cocky grin on Corey’s face I lost it. I charged him, but was stopped when Drew body checked me. His hands went to the side of my neck, making me look up at him as he shoved me back.
“Not here. Not now,” he snapped.
“What happened in the bathroom? And listen to me when I say I do not have the time nor the patience for bullshit,” Gramps said, glaring at the three students seated in front of the principal's office.
“Sheriff, they are underage, you cannot question them without a parent or legal representative here,” Miss Jennings stated, sounding bored. She was right, though. The girls were under eighteen.
“Corey is eighteen. He’s a fucking adult. He doesn’t need a parent,” I said. Drew pushed me back again when I took a step closer.
“I ain’t got shit to say,” Corey said, his narrowed gaze on me.
“Son, I will say this once. And I mean that. You are facing some serious charges. You beat up a minor child. If you are eighteen, you can and will be tried as an adult. As Officer Landry stated earlier when he read you your miranda, you have the right to remain silent. I suggest you sit there and stay quiet until you learn to speak in proper English and like you have a lick of sense,” Gramps said, turning to look at Jackson. “I want them all in cuffs. Now! They’re all under arrest for assault, causing a public disturbance and anything else that applies.”
“You can’t do that! She got what she deserved!” Ashlee screeched. Gramps turned back around to her and sneered.
“Little girl, no one deserves that. Not even the likes of you.” With that he walked off. Carter and I followed him out while Drew and Jackson got their prisoners in cuffs and escorted them to the waiting police cars.

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​Shattered Lives Series
Genre: Dark Suspense/Thriller ~ Romantic Suspense



~ My Own Nightmare ~
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


~ Somewhere I Belong ~
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


~ Shatter Me Whole ~
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


*


The Cowboy Way Series
Genre: Cowboy Contemporary Romance



~ Wrangled By Love ~
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


*


A Rescue Series Novella
Genre: Romantic Suspense




~ A Marshall’s Courage ~
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


*


~ Primal Darkness ~
Genre: Dark Paranormal Romantic Thriller


Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


**
Each book in these series’s can be read as a stand alone
All of the above books are available in KU


*


~ Dirty Fairy Tales Anthology ~
Genre: Erotic - PNR - Fantasy


Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


*All ebook sales go to help the Autism Society of SW Florida.

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~Meet Barb Shuler~


I’m a Carolina Girl by right and a Texan by birth. Best of both worlds. I have the brass sass to keep up with my Texas sized temper. Living and working in both states i’ve learned a lot about hard work, adapting to your surroundings and making the best of the path that you have been led down. My grandma Dollie once told me I would know what I was meant to do when it happened. She was right, as always.
As with most book lovers, I am an avid reader. Reading has always been a hobby - a passion, really and a way to get lost in other people’s lives, their drama and other worlds. It’s a private movie in your imagination that you get to cast and navigate through, at your own pace. Reading helps to expand the perimeters of one's mind. That is what got me into writing. Writing has been something that I have done since I was a kid. If I had paper, I was writing. Nine out of ten times it made no sense but what are words if they are not to be used to your advantage? Words are a part of us all. Why not use them, right?
During the day I work as a ‘desk jockey’ and help the residents of my county navigate themselves around our little, but not too little country town. By night I am either blogging with my best friends, doing PA work for some of my favorite authors or fighting with the voices in my head. They can be stubborn at times. It’s a blessing and I am cherishing every moment. Tomorrow is never guaranteed so I want to make sure I live the day as fully as possible. For what is my creation, can become someone else's treasure.

~ Connect with Barb here ~

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Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Cover/Excerpt Reveal ~ Sparks of Deception



Sparks Of Deception
Shattered Lives Series; Book 4
Publish Date: November 29, 2017
Genre: Suspense/Thriller

Cover Design by: MadHat Books


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Where there are sparks, there are flames.


Blurb:

Nothing is ever what it seems. When you think life is straight-forward, someone kicks your feet out from under you.

Starting a new journey in our lives was supposed to be a happy, joyous occasion… but things burst into flame. We have to fight to keep alive, keep breathing, and to find the answers to the questions swirling around us.

I found the love I'd been waiting for when I was thirteen. Today someone tried to take me away from her. They stalk and lay in wait for me to stumble.
But I'm going down swinging. Deception will do nothing to change what we have. Sparks may fly, but we'll fight the fire… together.




Excerpt:

PROLOGUE

A lot can happen in life. Until you live through it, you don’t fully understand the consequences of your actions. Actions have consequences. Who knew, right? These can be either great or small, and some can even be dire. It all depends on you, and the way you carry yourself in life up to that point.
You’d think that growing up in a small town  would save you some of the real world drama. Small towns are supposed to be safe, quiet places to raise families. Kids can be out in the street and not have to worry about getting snatched, or killed by gang bangers or your common drug dealing assholes. You know the kind. My town should have been that way, but it wasn’t. I should have had a loving family, but I didn’t. I grew up in a home that sucked. Like seriously sucked monkey balls. My Gran was a mean old bitch. If you did something wrong, she whacked you with the Bible while shouting “Jesus will save your rotten soul”.  Maybe it was just me she did that to. So, yeah, fun times, man. Not!
Let's not mention my alcohol consuming, drug using and dealing "parents". I have no idea where my biological dad is. The one that was supposedly my father was always out partying and selling my mom off to the highest bidder. Saddest thing of all… she let him. She had no respect for herself at all. None. The few times in my life that I can remember her being ‘sober’ she treated me as bad as Gran, if not worse. It’s as if it were all my fault. She got drunk or high, had a child, and all but abandoned me, yet it was all my fault. I was left to fend off Gran as a kid. I had to believe life could be different.  
My life changed when I was chased down - and I mean that literally - by Deputy Drew Landry. One of Burke’s finest, who had  come looking for my help on a case. I put my computer knowledge to work. In the long run, that day changed my life for the better. It’s also managed to put me in danger a few times, but you know, it’s experiences like those that teach you what’s  real in your life. It’s the difference in what matters and what doesn’t. The who and why of it all, if you will. One day I was hungry and scared to sleep, ‘cause, lets face it, you never knew what Gran was gonna do next if she was having a bad day. My so called parents were seldom around, cause they were always drunk or high off their asses. What role models I had. I wonder if I could have gotten  away with whacking people over the head with a Bible? Might be some fun, ya know? Until they died. Sad thing is, I don’t miss them, I don’t miss that part of my life. I have grown and moved on from it all.
Life has many roads and paths to follow and I am grateful mine has led me to a place where I’m not only safe, but protected (not that I need that now) and loved. I have a family - though they do not share my blood - that loves me for me. I have parents that give a shit about me. And siblings that I love with all of my heart. Tyler and Elijah will always have a big brother to watch out for them, and kick ass for them when it’s needed.
I have two best friends that are the best. We’re thicker than thieves in the bank vault after dark. Alana “Lana” and Carter were all I had for a while. Now that I can share them, and grow with them in a positive light, things have gotten so much better for us all. Lana, Carter and I have had our fair share of troubles over the last couple of years. A lot of that stems from years of not being confident in asking for help. Not being able to feel comfortable standing on our own two feet to say, “fuck you’ to the assholes bothering us. That’s  changed for the most part. I won’t let us revert back to those kids. I’m in the mind set now to knock you on your ass, then ask what the problem is. This is why we get into a lot of trouble now.
The fact that I happen to have fallen in love with my best friend doesn’t hurt. Wait, I don’t mean Carter. Let’s just clarify that. Not that it would be wrong but, no, definitely not Carter. Though I do love him - just not in the “I want to kiss him stupid” kind of way. I mean Lana. My beautiful blonde haired butterfly who literally holds the key to my heart. She owns it and I will always do anything and everything in my power to keep her safe. That has no boundaries. I will not sleep until I know she is safely home and tucked into bed. She isn’t eighteen yet, so there are limits to what is respectful for us to do in public and private. Not that I would ever disrespect her in that way, but a guy can hope that one special day will come. And it will, because she is my one. The one. The moment she decides it’s right. Until then I am her best friend, her boyfriend and her protector.
Now there is a new threat on the horizon, one none of us saw coming. This town is a cesspool of dirty deeds kept hidden for generations. I can guarantee you this, I will not rest until I uncover all the dirty little secrets this town holds. One by one I will peel them back and display them for all to see. The longer it takes me to find her, the longer this search will go on.
No one is safe until I have the woman I love back in my arms.
Hell isn’t big enough to hide in. I will find her. I will find the man that took her and I will have justice. My kind of justice.


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~Meet Barb Shuler~

I’m a Carolina Girl by right and a Texan by birth. Best of both worlds. I have the brass sass to keep up with my Texas sized temper. Living and working in both states i’ve learned a lot about hard work, adapting to your surroundings and making the best of the path that you have been led down. My grandma Dollie once told me I would know what I was meant to do when it happened. She was right, as always.
As with most book lovers, I am an avid reader. Reading has always been a hobby - a passion, really and a way to get lost in other people’s lives, their drama and other worlds. It’s a private movie in your imagination that you get to cast and navigate through, at your own pace. Reading helps to expand the perimeters of one's mind. That is what got me into writing. Writing has been something that I have done since I was a kid. If I had paper, I was writing. Nine out of ten times it made no sense but what are words if they are not to be used to your advantage? Words are a part of us all. Why not use them, right?
During the day I work as a ‘desk jockey’ and help the residents of my county navigate themselves around our little, but not too little country town. By night I am either blogging with my best friends, doing PA work for some of my favorite authors or fighting with the voices in my head. They can be stubborn at times. It’s a blessing and I am cherishing every moment. Tomorrow is never guaranteed so I want to make sure I live the day as fully as possible. For what is my creation, can become someone else's treasure.


~ Connect with Barb here ~

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Monday, October 16, 2017

Release Boost ~ Primal Darkness



Primal Darkness
Publish Date: September 26, 2017
Genre: Dark Paranormal Romantic Thriller
Cover design by: MadHat Books


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Darkness knows no bounds, nothing tethers it to reality. Darkness is in the eye of the beholder. Primal instincts run through us all, a call to the wilder side of life, a call to arms for those of us that shift within the shadows. When the darkness and the primal instincts merge, no one is safe.


Faith and fate are pulled to the forefront and all that is left is a choice. Do you join the darkness, or do you run and try to let faith lead you to your salvation?


My name is Emerson Davenport and this is my choice. My life hangs in the balance if I chose wrong. The dominoes of destiny have started to fall, now it’s up to me to outrun them and the darkness that rides the wave that crests at my door.


Either way, death is coming.



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Purchase Links:
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK




Exclusive Excerpt:


Today had drained me. Not so much the actual work load I had, but trying to keep my temper in line and not throat punch the boss. Man, that was a hard task to avoid. So here I sat, my book to my nose as I ate. It was the one way to bring myself some peace and comfort.
As the words on the page jumped out at me my mind wandered to Dylan. To that moment in the campus bookstore, when the look of lust was strong in his hazel eyes. His  taut, rigid muscles made a delicious package for anyone's eyes to feast upon. I found myself wishing, wanting and hoping to run into  him again. I never thought someone like him would be interested in someone like me. I was so plain compared to him. The longer I thought about his well built, masculine body the hotter my face got. I just wanted to know what it was like to run my hands over that set of perfect abs and my fingers through the dark curls at the nape of his neck.
I tried to clear my head. I really did. I closed my book once my food was gone. With a heavy sigh I stepped back inside to clean up the kitchen. Even while washing the dang dishes all I could think about was being in his arms. The song Madness by Muse started to play in my head…


I, I can't get these memories out of my mind
And some kind of madness has started to evolve
I, I tried so hard to let you go
But some kind of madness is swallowing me whole, yeah


It was maddening, alright. But, seriously, what would it feel like for him to hold me? What would it feel like if he were to touch every single inch of my body? I shifted from foot to foot as my mind played out fantasies of us together. I gritted my teeth as I sat the last of the dishes into the drain rack.
My face was burning with a blush as I dropped the towel over the rack. I needed a cold shower. A very cold shower. I moved back to the bathroom and stripped down quickly. This would calm my nerves on a normal day, but not today. The cooler the water got, the hotter I seemed to get. I reached down and massaged myself. A small moan escaped me as I imagined Dylan’s fingers moving against me. I started to massage my clit. Lightly at first, then with more vigor.
I leaned myself up against the shower wall as I slid my fingers over my folds. I slowly slid two fingers into my core, making me moan again with the pleasurable jolt of pure lust and need that shot through me. As I worked myself I pictured Dylan. His hard body pressed against me from behind, his fingers moving inside me. My breathing sped, as did my need for a release. I felt my stomach muscles tighten and I cried out his name as I came around my fingers.
I slumped slightly as I tried to get my body to cooperate, which took some doing. I was spent. I collected my thoughts and finished showering.
When I was out, I dried off and pulled on an old t-shirt and slid into my bed. I watched the night’s sky from the window and sighed softly. The soft satin sheets slid against my skin, making me smile. I fell asleep thinking of Dylan, and my dreams made what I’d done in the shower look like child’s play. I had it bad for a man that I would most likely never have.




​Shattered Lives Series
Genre: Dark Suspense/Thriller ~ Romantic Suspense



~ My Own Nightmare ~
The ties that bind can be a nightmare.
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


~ Somewhere I Belong ~
My freedom may be the death of me.
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


~ Shatter Me Whole ~
Left for dead, there was no escape until he showed up.
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


*
The Cowboy Way Series
Genre: Cowboy Contemporary Romance



~ Wrangled By Love ~
She stole my breath. Stole my thoughts, and stole my heart.
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


*
A Rescue Series Novella
Genre: Romantic Suspense




~ A Marshall’s Courage ~
Danger. Attraction. Bravery. One man’s journey to save the woman he shouldn’t be falling for.
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


*


The Dirty Fairy Anthology
Genre: Erotic Romance/Paranormal/Fantasy


Authors included in the Anthology:
Cheri Marie, Brandy Dorsch, J M Schalm, LB Russell, Reagan Hollow, Carissa Laryea, Ava Harper-Kent, Barb Shuler, Jamie Russell, Ava Danielle, Bethany Loughlin-Frost,
Kelsey Jensen




Embrace the lust, feel the passion, and take a wild ride into a land unlike our own.
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


**
Each book in these series’s can be read as a stand alone
All of the above books are available in KU

Author Logo.jpg
I’m a Carolina Girl by right and a Texan by birth. Best of both worlds. I have the brass sass to keep up with my Texas sized temper. Living and working in both states I’ve learned a lot about hard work, adapting to your surroundings and making the best of the path that you have been led down. My grandma Dollie once told me I would know what I was meant to do when it happened. She was right, as always.
As with most book lovers, I am an avid reader. Reading has always been a hobby - a passion, really and a way to get lost in other people’s lives, their drama and other worlds. It’s a private movie in your imagination that you get to cast and navigate through, at your own pace. Reading helps to expand the perimeters of one's mind. That is what got me into writing. Writing has been something that I have done since I was a kid. If I had paper, I was writing. Nine out of ten times it made no sense but what are words if they are not to be used to your advantage? Words are a part of us all. Why not use them, right?
During the day I work as a ‘desk jockey’ and help the residents of my county navigate themselves around our little, but not too little country town. By night I am either blogging with my best friends, doing PA work for some of my favorite authors or fighting with the voices in my head. They can be stubborn at times. It’s a blessing and I am cherishing every moment. Tomorrow is never guaranteed so I want to make sure I live the day as fully as possible. For what is my creation, can become someone else's treasure.

~ Connect with Barb here ~