Release Promo: Where Sea Meets Sky by Karine Halle


A new adult novel that

perfectly captures the existential angst of your early twenties with raw wit, fresh insight, and true

feeling from a critically adored USA TODAY bestselling author.

Where Sea Meets Sky

Joshua Miles has spent his early twenties spinning his wheels. Working dead-end jobs and living at home has left him exhausted and uninspired, with little energy to pursue his passion for graphic art. Until he meets Gemma Henare, a vivacious out-of-towner from New Zealand. What begins as a one-night stand soon becomes a turning point for Josh. He can’t get Gemma out of his head, even after she has left for home, and finds himself throwing caution to the wind for the first time in his life.

It’s not long before Josh is headed to New Zealand with only a backpack, some cash, and Gemma’s name to go on. But when he finally tracks her down, he finds his adventure is only just beginning. Equally infatuated, Gemma leads him on a whirlwind tour across the beautiful country, opening Josh up to life, lust, love, and all the messy heartache in between. Because, when love drags you somewhere, it might never let go—even when you know you have to say goodbye.










“Gemma,” I whisper softly. Before I know what I’m doing, I’m raising her palm to my lips and kissing

along her scar. She smells so good, feels even better.

She lets me do it for a moment then she awkwardly clears her throat.

Don’t make me let go, I think. Please don’t make me let go.

The rustle in the bushes is back again. Gemma jerks her hand away, as if we’re about to be caught by

Nick the Peeping Tom, as if we’re doing something wrong.

Are we doing something wrong?

Suddenly the air around us fills with squeals, and the rustling increases. The nearest bush to us at the

base of the yard, near the fence, starts to move back and forth.

I stand up out of my chair to get a better look and see what looks to be little creatures waddling out of

the bushes and heading for the side of the house. Once they hit a patch of light coming from the house, I

can see what they are.

Little blue penguins.

“What the fuck?” I say softly, feeling like my mind has just imploded. “What the hell are those?”

“Little blue penguins,” she says proudly.

I turn to her in disbelief. “Are you serious?” I thought I was making that up. In my head.

She nods. “Yup. Little blue penguins.”

And she’s right. They’re about a foot high, miniature versions of the ones I’ve seen on TV, and they’re

entirely blue in color. I thought it was just the darkness playing tricks on me but no, once they hit the

light, you can see the color on their oily feathers.

“I don’t get it,” I say, watching as the last of their group quickly scampers out of sight. That might have

been the cutest and weirdest thing I have ever seen.

“You never head of them?” she asks. “They probably have a burrow under the house. It’s actually quite

common for beach houses.”

“Look, I wasn’t lying when I said I didn’t do a whole lot of research about the country.”

“I can see that,” she says. “Well, how about that, then.”

“How about that,” I say, sitting back down. The penguins’ magical appearance has somehow taken

Gemma’s heartbreaking story to another place, and she’s quick to jump on the transition. She tells me

all about the interesting birdlife in New Zealand, from yellow-eyed penguins on the Otago Peninsula

down south, to the Kea—cheeky green parrots that live in the snow-covered Alps. She’s animated as she

tells me all she knows, and I absorb it like a sponge.

I drink my beer and she goes back to drinking hers, and before Nick, Amber, and the Irish show up all

sloshed, she’s painted a beautiful picture of what’s to come. I can only hope I’ll continue to be part of

the picture.



Racing the Sun

Don’t miss Karina’s next book, RACING THE SUN, on sale July28th!

With her USA Today Bestselling The Artists Trilogy published by Grand

Central Publishing, numerous foreign publication deals, and self-publishing success with her Experiment

in Terror series, Vancouver-born Karina Halle is a true example of the term “Hybrid Author.” Though her

books showcase her love of all things dark, sexy and edgy, she’s a closet romantic at heart and strives to

give her characters a HEA…whenever possible.Karina holds a screenwriting degree from Vancouver Film

School and a Bachelor of Journalism from TRU. Her travel writing, music reviews/interviews and

photography have appeared in publications such as Consequence of Sound, Mxdwn and GoNomad

Travel Guides. She currently lives on an island on the coast of British Columbia where she’s preparing for

the zombie apocalypse with her fiancé and rescue pup.







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Spotlight: The Other Man by Parker J. Cole

The Other Man by Parker J. Cole

The Other Man by Parker J. Cole

Leah Westwood loves her husband Jacob with all her heart, even as the smoldering glances of her ex-flame Vincent Miller continue to affect her. What she once shared with Vincent threatens to rip apart the bonds she is trying to build with her husband.
Jacob’s heart belongs to Leah, but his body refuses to accept that. Rachel is the one who has been his mainstay at the most difficult times in his life. How could he leave her alone?
Vincent wants Leah back and all he has to do is watch and wait as Jacob and Leah’s relationship unravels.

Ultimately, Leah must make a choice . . . between fantasy and fidelity.

“J-hun, can you get the door? I’m watching these steaks right now. That’s probably Glenn and a friend of his,” Leah called out as she scurried around the kitchen. Her pots and pans hissed and steamed on the stove. After a couple of moments, she heard the doorbell ring again. She rolled her eyes and blew out a breath. Jacob hadn’t come downstairs yet.
“J-hun! Can you get the door, please? I’m busy in the kitchen here!” she yelled again. When he didn’t answer, she groaned as she washed and dried her hands quickly and ran down the hall to the back door.
The instant she opened the door, Glenn smiled. “Hey, Leah!” The February wind wasn’t as chilly today.
“Glenn, how good to see you. Come in!” She hugged him in a swift manner, worried about the food. “Come in. Jacob will be down in a moment. He’s just finishing getting dressed. I gotta check on the food so make yourself comfortable. I know you brought somebody with you. Tell them to close the door. You can put your coats on the couch and I’ll put them up.” With that, she ran back to the kitchen and checked on the steaks. Good, they hadn’t burned yet. Taking a fork, she tested the tenderness. As she took the steaks out of the pan, she heard the door close and the murmur of voices. Probably Glenn talking to his friend.
“Hey, guys! Come on in the kitchen and take a seat at the table,” she called out and ran to her pot of whole potatoes and fresh string beans. They were done. She turned off the pot and dumped the contents in the strainer in the kitchen sink, draining them. Picking up the bowl next to the sink, she transported the potatoes and beans. Whirling over to the oven, she opened it. Large, golden brown yeast rolls met her critical eye. Withdrawing them, she intoned, “Give us this day our daily bread.”
Footsteps sounded on the tile in the kitchen. She barely glanced behind her as she said, “Go ahead and sit down. Dinner will be ready in a few.” Seeing Jacob hadn’t come down yet, Leah screamed once more, “J-hun! Baby! Dinner is almost ready! Hurry up!”
She heard the door to his office open from upstairs. “Sorry, Leahgirl.
Just finished a call.”
“Well, come on. Our guests are here. You can conduct business later.”
“Coming!” She heard him walk to the bathroom and close the door.
She placed the bowl of potatoes and string beans on the island counter. She glanced up just in time to see a pair of feet disappear from the kitchen. Glenn answered her unspoken question as he said, “He forgot his phone in the car.”
“Oh.” She positioned the bowl on the table and placed the platter of steaks next to it, then went back to the stove to glaze the rolls with butter. The back door opened at the same time Jacob’s feet treaded on the stairs.
“Hey! How’s it going?” Jacob greeted. Leah’s brow furrowed a bit as she tried to think who of Glenn’s friends Jacob knew.
After she had placed the rolls on a plate, she turned and placed it on the table.
“Leahgirl, look who’s here.”
She glanced up and saw Vincent Miller stare at her with those dark eyes that gleamed and assessed her. She gulped. The word gorgeous didn’t begin to describe the man. On her wedding day, she’d taken little note of it. But now, in the confines of the house, his attractiveness drew her with a magnetic quality. Her eyes couldn’t stop taking him in. His body, sheathed with tightly contoured coal black skin, emanated an almost luminescent sheen of power held in check. His hair, short cropped and smooth, sat above broad, firmly pressed eyebrows. The lids with their heavily fringed lashes rested above the eyes she’d seen in all kinds of lighting, from a bright overhead lamplight in a kitchen to the dimness of a bedroom.
The smoothness of his face was interrupted by a light, neat scruff of a beard. It added to the tamed arrogance beneath the surface. He had a good mouth, full with a thin, manicured mustache, and his nose, a tad too narrow, supplemented the arresting handsomeness of his face.
His body, as she knew, had fluid, compact muscles along his arms, to his stomach and his legs. Clothes rested on him almost gladly and tonight was no exception. The fitted long-sleeved gray sweater showed his toned arms to perfection and the gunmetal-colored jeans hugged his legs like a woman’s hands.
She took in all of this in the space of a brief glance and then she reacted. “Hey, Vincent!” she screamed as she ran and hugged him. The rock-like impact against her softness flooded heat to her face and she made sure to keep the embrace short. “How are you!” she asked with false cheeriness.
“I’m fine. Thanks for having me. Sure smells good in here.” His voice, deep as always, flowed over her like a caress.
How could that be? How could the man still have this effect on her? They hadn’t touched each other in years. Shouldn’t she be over it by now?


Parker J. Cole

Parker J. Cole

Parker J. Cole is a writer and radio show host who spends most of her time reading, knitting, writing, cooking, and concocting new ideas for stories. Her first novel, Dark Cherub, won Best of Spring Reading 2013 from eMediaCampaigns. She lives in Michigan with her husband and their beloved dog, Sarah.




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The muscle in his jaw moved, and his voice was a throaty whisper. “Being with you is incredibly easy. Whether it’s a mistake, I guess we have to wait and see. I’d like to think it’s not.”

My body swayed with the movement of his thumbs over my breasts. “I want you to kiss me.”

In one swift movement, his mouth covered mine. An ache of longing moaned from my throat into his lips, and he pulled my bottom lip between his teeth. Wrapped in his arms, tight against his firm chest, heat sizzled under my skin.

He whispered over my lashes as he pressed his lips to my forehead, the scruff of his beard roughing my skin. “I’ve dreamed of holding you this way since that first night. I hated myself for it because you’d been hurt—”

“You kept me from being hurt.” My voice was breathless with desire.

His lips moved back to my cheek, down to my jaw. “You’re so beautiful standing here in the moonlight.”

Dropping to his knees, cool air flooded where the warmth of his body had been. Strong hands moved to my waist, one holding my side, the other flat against my lower back as full lips kissed my stomach through the damp shirt. His mouth moved to my hip, and I felt my legs start to tremble.

     “Slayde,” I whispered, barely staying on my feet. It had been so long since I’d been touched this way, I wasn’t sure how much I could bear.

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