Puppy Love by Kelly Moran

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Puppy Love

by Kelly Moran

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GENRE: Contemporary Romance

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After a passionless marriage under the scrutiny of high society, Avery Stowe is taking back her life. All she wants is a little privacy and a quiet place to raise her autistic daughter, Hailey. Redwood Ridge, Oregon, seems to offer all the right ingredients. Except for the problem of the local sexy veterinarian. The last thing she needs in her life is to fall for his irresistible allure, even if he is a nice guy who keeps doing her favors. But the well-meaning patrons of her new hometown have other ideas, and it appears playing Cupid is one of them.

Cade O’Grady has never met a woman he couldn’t handle, but when Avery Stowe walks into his office late one night cradling an injured puppy, he’s struck stupid. Which might explain her total lack of interest in him. But now that she’s working for his family’s clinic, he doesn’t have to lust from a distance. He might just have a chance at convincing Avery—and her too-guarded heart—that falling for the right man isn’t a mistake . . .

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EXCERPT:

 Avery wiped her hands on a dish towel and went to answer the incessant knocking. Hoping it was the moving van, she pulled the door open to find Seraph’s vet. “Oh.” She took a step back and blinked. “It’s you.”

The Jerk, she’d begun to call him in her head.

Looking just as attractive as he had the night before, sans the irritation, his hands framed the doorway as he leaned into them, taking up the whole space. Sandy blond hair, a little on the longish side, curled around his ears and nape. Blue eyes damn near the color of the Pacific in June warily stared at her. A little gray mixed in to keep them from being too potent.

His jaw had a day’s worth of scruff and the man rocked a set of powder blue scrubs under an open leather coat.

God. He was an eye-gasm if she ever saw one.

When he didn’t say anything, her heart started to pound. “Oh, no. Is…Seraph all right?” She turned to peek at Hailey, who was doing a numbers app game on the iPad at the kitchen table.

“He’s doing fine. Recuperating very well.”

His voice had her pausing, just like the night before, but today it wasn’t as angry. It wasn’t quite coarse or too deep, but there was a melodic rhythm when he spoke. Great. So his voice was an ear-gasm on top of his too handsome looks. Crap on a cracker.

She caught herself wrapping the towel around her hand in nervousness and stopped. “Then why are you here?”

Pushing off the frame, he towered over her five-six height to what had to be six feet. “I came to apologize. May I come in?”

“Um, sure.” She held the door open wider and glanced at Hailey. If he got upset again or had a naturally loud voice, it could upset her. “Sweetie, why don’t you do that in your bedroom for a few minutes? I’ll be in soon.”

Hailey grabbed her device and headed down the hall.

“She doesn’t talk much, does she? For a girl, I mean. Thought they were all chatter boxes.” He laughed uncomfortably and rubbed his neck.

The guy had adorable charm in spades.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Bestselling author Kelly Moran says she gets her ideas from everyone and everything around her and there’s always a book playing out in her head. No one who knows her bats an eyelash when she talks to herself, and no one is safe from becoming her next fictional character. She is a Catherine Award-Winner, Readers Choice Finalist, Holt Medallion Finalist, and earned one of the 10 Best Reads by USA Today’s HEA. She is also a Romance Writers of America member. Her interests include: sappy movies, MLB, NFL, driving others insane, and sleeping when she can. She is a closet caffeine junkie and chocoholic, but don’t tell anyone. She resides in Wisconsin with her husband, three sons, and two dogs. Most of her family lives in the Carolinas, so she spends a lot of time there as well. She loves hearing from her readers.

Author Links:

Website: http://www.authorkellymoran.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorKellyMoran/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/authorkmoran

Buy the book:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Puppy-Love-Redwood-Ridge-Romance-ebook/dp/B01HA426NC/ref=sr_1_1

Apple: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/puppy-love/id1128183452

Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Kelly_Moran_Puppy_Love?id=1VxxDAAAQBAJ

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/puppy-love-45

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/puppy-love-kelly-moran/1123948926

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Casket Girl: A Mystic Novel; Mae Gallagher Author

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by Maggie Mae Gallagher

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GENRE: Paranormal Romantic Suspense

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All he wants is to find a killer…

FBI Special Agent Josh Blake has seen some bizarre cases in his day. His latest case is one for the record books. He has multiple homicides, corpses drained of every ounce of blood, and no suspects. When rumors surface that the French Quarter may be hiding an insidious monster bent on drenching the streets in dead bodies, he must suspend logic and place his trust in the mystical.

She wants a fresh start…

Isabelle Toussánt left her family home in the bayou five year ago, cutting all ties with her abusive whiskey swilling stepfather, to forge a new life in the French Quarter. Now a successful business owner of Madam Toussánt’s Mystical Gifts in Jackson Square, and a Seer with voodoo roots. The foundation of her new life shatters when one of her employee’s winds up dead and she is dragged into a deadly game where she becomes the target of a serial killer.

A passion neither expected…

Determined to stop the brutal slayings, Josh must rely on the beautiful Isabelle who makes him question everything he has ever known about life and death all while surrendering to a desire hotter than a Bayou night. When Isabelle disappears without a trace, with tourists flocking to the party capital for Halloween, and the body count continues to mount, Josh will be forced to push beyond the boundaries of what he thinks is possible and rescue the woman he loves before it’s too late.

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Excerpt:

Isabelle didn’t know what to make of Agent Blake. Other than he was the poster boy for the all-American hunk. His face was all hard planes and angles. Jaw lined with stubble a shade or so darker than his dirty-blond hair. Nose had a slight bend to it like it had been broken at one time. Thick eyebrows above eyes the color of Lake Pontchartrain at dusk with tiny squint lines that crinkled at the corners. His eyes were weary with exhaustion, like today was just another day in the long line of how cruel people could be to other people.

He was a hard man. His full lips were pressed into a firm line, and Isabelle wondered when was the last time he smiled. He wasn’t cold exactly, more that he’d learned how to keep his emotions in check and behind a brick wall. He was solid like a mountain, immovable from his stance but withstanding everything that came his way. If Isabelle wanted to know what made the agent tick, she’d have to violate her code of ethics and perform a deeper read on him without his consent, and she wouldn’t, not even for him, as that would cross way too many ethical boundaries. He sat stiffly on the small padded chair as she took a seat opposite him. It put the crystal ball between them, and she wondered what she would see about him if she took a moment to gaze.

She tasted a hurt with her psyche. One he’d buried deep and used to shield himself, but it was tinged with the flavor of loneliness. A deep-in-the-bone loneliness. Like he’d been chewed up and spit out by life many times, but he kept on rising each time. That took guts and courage, which made him rather fascinating. Courage of the heart and soul was a rare trait.

“What can I do for you, Agent Blake?” She folded her hands in her lap and did her best to ignore his scrutinizingly intense stare as he analyzed her. She wondered what he saw when he looked at her. By his unrepentant sneer at her crystal ball, he gave the distinct impression that he didn’t believe in the mystical spirit world. This was not a man to trifle with unexplained phenomena, but one who never blurred the lines between right and wrong. There were no shades of gray for him. And yet, an unbidden image of him blossomed in her mind of him laughing—deep booming laughter, the kind that transformed a person from merely attractive to heart-stoppingly gorgeous. Witnessing the joy, even within the scope of a vision, and his potential for it stirred her in ways she hadn’t felt in years, if ever.

“Call me Josh,” he said and placed his notepad on the table with a blank sheet, a pen gripped in his hand. She’d bet he had been a perfect student as a child.

So, he was going to play the good cop with honey to see if she’d tell him all her deep, dark secrets.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Born in St. Louis, Missouri, Maggie grew up listening to Cardinals baseball and reading anything she could get her hands on. She remembers her mother saying if only she would read the right type of books instead binging her way through the romance aisles at the bookstore, she’d have been a doctor. While Maggie never did get that doctorate, she graduated cum laude from the University of Missouri-St. Louis with an M.A. in History.

Maggie is a bestselling and award-winning author published in multiple fiction genres. She also writes erotic romance under the name Anya Summers. A total geek at her core, when she is not writing, she adores attending the latest comic con or spending time with her family. She currently lives in the Midwest with her two furry felines.

Visit her website here:

www.maggiemaegallagher.com

Visit her on social media here:

Facebook: FB.me/MagMaeGallagher

Twitter: @magmaegallagher

PURCHASE LINK:  https://goo.gl/6WdMKj

Don’t miss these exciting titles by Maggie Mae Gallagher!

The Mystic Series

REMEMBER ME

CASKET GIRL

The Cantati Chronicles

RUPTURED

ANOINTED

ASCENDED

And if you like your romance with a bit of spice and kink be sure to check out Maggie Mae Gallagher writing as Anya Summers!

The Dungeon Fantasy Club Series

HER HIGHLAND MASTER, Book 1

TO MASTER AND DEFEND, Book 2

TWO DOMS FOR KARA, Book 3

HIS DRIVEN DOMME, Book 4

HER COUNTRY MASTER, Book 5

LOVE ME, MASTER ME, Book 6

SUBMIT TO ME, Book 7

HER WIRED DOM, Book 8

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Just Friends with Benefits by Meredith Schorr

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by Meredith Schorr

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GENRE: Romantic Comedy

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When a friend urges Stephanie Cohen not to put all her eggs in one bastard, the advice falls on deaf ears. Stephanie’s college crush on Craig Hille has been awakened thirteen years later as if soaked in a can of Red Bull, and she is determined not to let the guy who got away once, get away twice.

Stephanie, a thirty-two-year-old paralegal from Washington, D.C., is a seventies and eighties television trivia buff who can recite the starting lineup of the New York Yankees and go beer for beer with the guys. And despite her failure to get married and pro-create prior to entering her thirties, she has so far managed to keep her overbearing mother from sticking her head in the oven. Just Friends with Benefits is the humorous story of Stephanie’s pursuit of love, her adventures in friendship, and her journey to discover what really matters.

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Excerpt:

He clinked his glass against mine. “Cheers.”

I took the shot and grimaced from the strength before noting the serious expression on Ryan’s face. “Everything all right?”

He cleared his throat. “Today was fun.”

“So much fun,” I agreed.

Ryan scratched at his closely cut dark hair. “I was wondering if you’d like to do it again sometime.  But showered and wearing something besides running clothes.”

I sat up straight in my chair. “You mean, like a date?”

He smiled. “Exactly like one.”

My mouth dropped open as my mind scrambled for a response. From the easy, tension-free banter we’d exchanged, not to mention my ability to maintain my appetite in his company, I hadn’t seen this coming.

“If you’re not interested, no worries. You’re cute, we get along great. Can’t blame a guy for asking.”

When I realized I was keeping the poor guy hanging, I shook my head vigorously. “It’s not you, Ryan. Honestly. There’s this guy I’m sort of seeing.”

The fair skin on his neck turned red. “Oh, I didn’t realize you had a boyfriend. I’m sorry.”

I bit my lip. “He’s not technically my boyfriend. It’s really early stages, but we’ve known each other since college and I feel like I should give it a chance before I date anyone else. “Do you understand?” I crossed my fingers he wouldn’t be insulted. He was the first real friend I’d met at runner’s group and I didn’t want anything to ruin it.

“Of course I understand. Friends?”

I blew out a sigh of relief and smiled. “Friends.”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

A born-and-bred New Yorker, Meredith Schorr discovered her passion for writing when she began to enjoy drafting work-related emails way more than she was probably supposed to. After trying her hand penning children’s stories and blogging her personal experiences, Meredith found her calling writing chick lit and humorous women’s fiction. She secures much inspiration from her day job as a hardworking trademark paralegal and her still-single (but looking) status. Meredith is a loyal New York Yankees fan, an avid runner, and an unashamed television addict. To learn more, visit her at www.meredithschorr.com.

Social media:

Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/MeredithSchorrAuthor/

Twitter – https://twitter.com/MeredithSchorr

Website: www.meredithschorr.com

Buy Links:

Just Friends With Benefits

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Just-Friends-Benefits-Meredith-Schorr-ebook/dp/B01N8RTCJ2/ref=pd_sbs_351_4

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/au/author/meredith-schorr/id562888020?mt=11

B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/just-friends-with-benefits-meredith-schorr/1110025419

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/just-friends-with-benefits

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The Soldier’s Woman; Kelly Lyonns Author

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The Soldier’s Woman

by Kelly Lyonns

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GENRE: Historical Romance – Regency

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It is 1810 somewhere in the chaos of war-ravaged Napoleonic Portugal. Miss Charlotte Everslea, dedicated member of an ancient secretive Guild and skilled paranormal artefacts hunter, has found herself trapped behind enemy lines. Colonel Maximillian Bladewood is used to giving orders and having them obeyed, both on and off the battlefield. But the petite golden-haired hoyden, to whose accidental intervention he owes his life, challenges both his authority and his sanity. Their cross-purposed journey will reach a crossroad where one or both of them will need to compromise.

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Dressing the soldier’s wound

Without a word she came up beside him and knelt down. He hesitated, unsure what she meant to do. So she met with no resistance as she gently took his arm onto her lap and started to wrap the cut in a strip of cloth. He stared at the top of the golden head bent intently over her work. His eyes locked on the wisps of fine-spun hair straying to caress her long neck. For all her gentleness there was a firmness to her touch that both comforted and reassured.

She has done this before.

His thoughts went no further as his eyes roved, fastening on her neat fingers, mesmerised as they deftly wrapped the cloth. He refused to allow himself to think about from where she had magicked the bandage. But his eyes were drawn back to the column of her smooth neck. Ah, her cravat was missing. The small collar and frill of her habit shirt now plain to see under the front of her jacket, as was the peep of pale skin where the edges of the fine cloth met.

His lips clamped shut, mimicking the equally firm iron will he clamped down over his thoughts. Instead, he concentrated on calculating how far the British lines might be; when his dress boots had been last polished; where his dress boots might actually be; if his Sergeant had remembered about that loose shoe on his horse. He most definitely did not think about Miss Charlotte Everslea pressed up against his thigh, or the way his frozen hand was slowly thawing in the warmth of her lap, or how her fingers skimmed his skin as she wound the makeshift bandage.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

After earning a living as a freelance environmental scientist, writer and editor, Kelly Lyonns has evolved into a creative writer. She cohabitates with three cats, two children and a husband in a house so packed with character even the termites live next door. Burning questions about ecological sustainability and how to tie a Regency bodice, keep her on the internet deep into the night.

She enjoys tea, meditating, Jane Austen, solar punk, science fiction, sculpting and science. She frequently succumbs to the need to write. She rarely succumbs to the need to vacuum.

Connect with Kelly at:

Website:  http://kalyonnswrites.weebly.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/KellyLyonnsAuthor/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/kellylyonns

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Regenerate by Sarita Leone

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by Sarita Leone

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GENRE: Paranormal Romantic Suspense

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The Octopus isn’t an urban myth—and its agents are anything but ordinary. The intelligence bureau is so well-hidden most doubt its existence. A handful know its location. And fewer walk the halls in the subterranean compound.

Benjamin Sinclair didn’t ask to be a scientific miracle but every mission has its risks and one perfectly-placed bullet ended his life—for a brief moment in time.

Nicole Anima battles demons every day. Life as a paranormal resources operative gives her tortured mind a rest—and keeps her from contemplating her own death.

When Anima and Sinclair partner on a globe-trotting race to eliminate the threat about to cripple humanity, all hell breaks loose. Leaping from planes, crashing into continents, dealing with voodoo priestesses, and running through jungles with zombies hot on their trail doesn’t leave much time for romance, but this duo somehow manages to sizzle.

Two agents. Telepathic mind paired with regenerated commando. One world—and a mission to save it.

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EXCERPT:

She tossed her key on the marble-topped entry table as she pushed the heavy security door closed with her right foot. She was in the mood for a hard, loud slam but the door had been engineered to close swiftly—and silently.

To make up for the disappointing door, she kicked off her sneakers, sending them flying into the living room. One shoe landed on a butter-soft ivory leather sofa. The other thudded against a wall of glass overlooking the ocean. The glass, like everything else in the condo, was designed to take abuse from a far greater impact than a size seven Nike could inflict.

Her back teeth ground as she tore her sports bra over her head. She flung it on the floor, then slipped her thumbs under the sweaty running shorts’ waistband and shimmied them down to her ankles. She stepped out of the damp Lycra, giving the fabric a heel stomp before heading to the kitchen.

Another wall of glass showcased a spectacular view of the Atlantic Ocean. Thirty-three floors up, it didn’t matter that she was naked. No one could see in, and she didn’t care, anyway.

The kitchen, equipped with stainless steel appliances, granite countertops and handcrafted, African mahogany cabinets, sparkled. A maid came three mornings a week, but with Nicole’s lack of cooking enthusiasm and her quiet, disciplined lifestyle, it was a formality rather than a necessity.

On her way to the glass wall, she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. She unscrewed the cap, and then took the time to run the cool plastic over her skin. Down the side of her face, across her tight jaw line. Lower. Down her neck, where her carotid artery beat its annoyance in a steady pulse beneath tanned skin. Finally, she put the cold bottle between her bare breasts, holding it tightly against the spot where her cell phone had vibrated.

He’d branded her. Again. Just with his presence in her world, he’d marked her.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Sarita Leone is an award-winning author who has written romance in many forms including Regency, paranormal, and contemporary. She loves happily-ever-afters in any setting!

When she’s not writing, Ms. Leone spends her time hiking, learning languages, and traveling. She loves adventure and can pack a suitcase, grab her passport, and hit the road in less time than it takes to peel an apple!

http://www.saritaleone.com

https://www.facebook.com/sarita.leone

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An Epiphany In Lilacs Book Blast; Iris Dorbian Author

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An Epiphany in Lilacs: In the Aftermath of the Camps

by Iris Dorbian

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GENRE: Historical YA

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An Epiphany In Lilacs is a young adult novel set in a DP camp outside Hamburg, Germany following the end of World War II. The author, Iris Dorbian, captures in this story a unique glimpse into the period after the Holocaust when survivors had to deal with their new realities for living, based on her father’s personal experience.

After liberation in May 1945, Daniel, a 14-year-old Latvian Jew, is treated in a field hospital in the British zone of partitioned Germany. A survivor of various concentration camps, Daniel fights to recover from starvation and disease. Racked by nightmares, a nearly nightly occurrence, Daniel finds sleep almost impossible. Through his love of nature, and pre-war memories, Daniel struggles to find comfort. He forms an intriguing bond with an older German gentile, another survivor. Later on, as he joins a theater troupe, Daniel tries to move on with his life, yet still searching for the whereabouts of his mother and two sisters. Poised on the cusp of a new life, young Daniel makes his way to the country that will become his new home.

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As Daniel staggered into the latrine, he saw a ramshackle halfmirror nailed haphazardly to the wall. Composed of lattices of wood, it was the only part of the hospital that looked like a construction afterthought. Either it was the first time it had been put in there or he never noticed it before, having other pressing things on his mind.

Daniel gasped. He looked like a fifty-five-year-old man. Everything about him reeked of lifelessness – from the opaque hazel eyes to the stooped posture resembling a fading, elderly gnome in the final throes of osteoporosis to the branches of bones sticking out through brittle veiny skin. Even his ears protruded with an extraterrestrial freakishness he found alarming. There was nothing youthful about him. His complexion was cadaverously sallow. No, it was worse than that. The flesh was imbued with a color no presumably alive human being could have. All vestiges of innocence were summarily robbed from him and what remained was the hollowed out hulk of a frightened, damaged old man-child.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Iris Dorbian is a business and arts journalist whose articles have appeared in a wide number of outlets that include the Wall Street Journal, Reuters, Venture Capital Journal, Buyouts, Investopedia, DMNews, Jerusalem Report, the Forward, Playbill, Backstage, Theatermania, Live Design, Media Industry Newsletter and PR News. From 1999 to 2007, Iris was the editor-in-chief of Stage Directions. She is the author of “Great Producers: Visionaries of the American Theater,” which was published by Allworth Press in August 2008. Her personal essays have been published in Blue Lyra Review, B O D Y, Embodied Effigies, Jewish Literary Journal, Diverse Voices Quarterly, Adanna Literary Journal, ThisSpace.org, Skirt! and Gothesque Magazine. A New Jersey native, Iris has a master’s degree in journalism from Columbia University. You can friend her on Facebook at https: //www.facebook.com/irisdorbianauthor/.

Web Links:

Linkedin Site: http://www.linkedin.com/pub/iris-dorbian/1/759/358

Twitter site: https://twitter.com/IrisDorbian

Facebook site: https://www.facebook.com/iris.dorbian

Muckrack.com: http://www.muckrack.com/irisdorbian

Personal Website: http://www.irisdorbian.com

Contact info: irisdorbian@gmail.com

Buy Book Links

Amazon:  https://www.amazon.com/Epiphany-Lilacs-Aftermath-

Camps/dp/1946124036/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1483379281&sr=8-1&keywords=Iris+Dorbian available in both paperback and kindle

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/an-epiphany-in-lilacs-iris-dorbian/1125407507?ean=9781946124036 available in paperback

Mazo Publishers:  http://www.mazopublishers.com/dorbian-iris.html available in paperback; http://astore.amazon.com/kindlemazo-20/detail/B01MT4PAO4 available in kindle

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