Somewhere between the past and the future, between reality and dreams, is The White Room. 

Anika Rossi appeared to have the perfect life; a gifted dancer with a bright future that The White Room had always been guiding her toward.  She had always known exactly what she wanted: to live the fairy tale.  She would dance the role of every princess.  Tyne Bonham would be her handsome prince and together they would find happily every after. 

Christopher Rossi had a secret.  A vision of something terrible, seen before he was even born that haunted his reality and threatened everything he loved. 

Tyne Bonham had a history that he was ashamed of and couldn't seem to overcome.  The one person who could mend him was Anika, but the six-year age gap seemed too big to bridge. 

When a stranger took an interest in Anika, an event from the past began to haunt them all.  The future became inexplicably tangled with a devastating moment that couldn't be changed.  The White Room stubbornly refused to show anything but empty whiteness and death seemed to be the ultimate conclusion. 
 
Could Christopher's secret save them or would the dream of happily ever after be lost forever?  Find out in The White Room.

To be released 6/13!!!

Drop down drag out FIGHT for the existence of a sequel! Come one! Come all! VOTE on which book you'd like to see expanded into a second book! Romantic Suspense/Christian V.S. Fantasy/Christian!

If you've read one or both, or just want to vote, Scott J. Toney wants to hear from you! Whichever book has the most votes by this Sunday, 5/17, is the winner and will have a sequel published by the end of 2015!

Let the bout begin!!!

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'Fusion: A collection of short stories from Breakwater Harbor Books' authors' has been nominated in the Best Anthology category for the '2014 eFestival of Words Best of the Independent eBook Awards!'
 
This festival is put together by Bards and Sages Publishing, a Publisher of Speculative Fiction and Roleplaying Games since 2002, and nominations will be narrowed down to finalists and then voted on by the general public starting in July. In August the winners will be announced during the actual festival which will include virtual panel discussions, live author Q & As and even run a seminars and workshops.

BHB's authors are excited and honored to have the nomination. In addition Claire C Riley has been nominated in the Best Romance and Best Novel categories and Ivan Amberlake has been nominated in best Contemporary Fantasy/Urban Fantasy! Check out Fusion below and go to Amazon to get your free copy today! Below is also the link to the eFestival website!

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Featuring gripping Independent authors from around the world, FUSION is the first collection of short works published by Breakwater Harbor Books. Contributing heart-pumping tales of Science Fiction, Fantasy, Horror and Crime are seven stories that will thrill you, rivet you and some will even make you sleep with the light on. Authors from across a wide variety of genres, Dee Harrison, Ivan Amberlake, Claire C. Riley, Scott J. Toney, Mindy Haig, Cara Goldthorpe and C.M.T. Stibbe.


The Sliver of Abilon – A Mirrorsmith Tale – 'and you thought it was safe to look in the mirror?'

Diary of the Gone - Without a girlfriend, bullied by the Principal’s son, and haunted by the dead, Callum Blackwell thinks his life can’t get any worse. But he’s wrong.

Life Ever After. Nina's Story: Part one. – When the dead begin to rise, it's time to put your differences aside and run!

NovaFall – When the Meteor falls, the essences will come, forging flesh and planetary souls as one.

Cybilla. – To claim his Muse, one man must find the gate between the mortal and the immortal worlds.

Capturing Perfection – An artist's tale of love, loss and beauty in Renaissance Milan

Until The Ninth Hour – Until a man loses his daughter to a serial killer, until he loses his best friend, until he is down on his luck, Darryl Williams must put all thoughts of retaliation out of his mind.

An excerpt from Dee Harrison’s The Sliver of Abilon – A Mirrorsmith Tale

Junah Venmark, Master Mirrorsmith, exited the wayportal directly into the seaweed stench of Abilon. The foul odour tickled the back of his throat and he gagged on a rise of bile. Mirrorsmith Guild protocol demanded that he preview his destination before he arrived but it could not prepare him for an assault on his other senses. He vomited onto the trackway, just thankful that there was no-one to witness his most pitiful entrance ever. He loathed the smell of mouldy greens – it stirred up too many reminders of his wretched childhood in the back alleys of Varna, largest city on his homeworld of Vargo – but this was kabbige soup intensified tenfold.

When his heaving subsided, Junah sank down onto his rump, trying to ignore the early evening dew which was soaking into his leggings. He pulled a kerchief from his belt-purse, to wipe the spittle from his lips, and cursed this ill-favoured world. Sissik, his wail, chittered and scurried around him like a silver-furred cyclone, mewing her distress. Junah winced when she skipped onto his tender stomach, the better to peer into his face with her large, prosimian eyes. He ran a finger down her spine and she slowly relaxed beneath his touch.

Junah ill? She sent.

No, I’m fine, Little One he reassured her. He grimaced. The smell caught me out, that’s all.

Sissik wrinkled her own nose. Nasty, nasty stink, she concurred.

Junah delved into his purse a further time and extracted a couple of lozenges from a packet. A few chews later and he could smell nothing.

“Next time I’ll take ‘em before I get here,” he promised out loud. “Not that there’ll be a next time!”

Junah clambered to his feet and peeled the sodden fabric from his buttocks. Sissik took her accustomed place on his shoulders, hiding beneath his long, dark hair and curled around his neck like a fur collar. Wails were native to all the worlds of the Regium, even the undeveloped ones like Abilon. Some wails, the silver-furred ones like Sissik, were prized for their ability to generate the acoustic frequencies that Mirrorsmiths depended upon. Others, the plumper, browner ones, made good eating. Whenever Sissik irritated him, which was often, Junah threatened to dye her coat russet. Now, however, she was quiescent, understanding that it was time for work.

The wayportal, part of the network of gates that connected all the worlds of the Regium, had opened between a pair of standing stones that dominated the headland to the north of Abilon.

For your FREE copy please visit one of the links below!

Hidden in the Pages is romantic fiction with a paranormal twist. It is a story about learning to live and to love again after great loss and loneliness. It's a story  about fate, true love, happily ever after and a magic journal that can find the  one person who can make those dreams come true. 
  
When his mother unexpectedly died just before Christmas, Jantzen Burke's world fell apart. He lost his father to his grief and the cold grandfather he never knew came to stay. Lonely and afraid, Jantzen looked to his grandfather for some comfort, but instead of sympathy he was given a journal with a magical power; the power to find his perfect match.

A decade later, Jantzen's life is in status quo. His time is spent running the company his father signed over to him, finishing his education and maintaining an empty house. His only companion is the stranger who writes back to him in the journal, the person he's promised his heart to though he's never seen her 
face. 

But one day an accidental meeting changes all he thought life had planned for him. Suddenly comfort wasn't enough. A decision had to be made. Would he break the promise he'd made and take a chance on love or was his fate tied to the words in the journal? 

Look for Hidden in the Pages on Amazon on 11/22 and visit Haig's facebook page for bookmark giveaways and other Hidden in the Pages goodies!

https://www.facebook.com/MindyHaigAuthor?ref=hl

Featuring gripping Independent authors from around the world, FUSION is the first collection of short works published by Breakwater Harbor Books. Contributing heart-pumping tales of Science Fiction, Fantasy, Horror and Crime are seven stories that will thrill you, rivet you and some will even make you sleep with the light on. Authors from across a wide variety of genres, Dee Harrison, Ivan Amberlake, Claire C. Riley, Scott J. Toney, Mindy Haig, Cara 
Goldthorpe and C.M.T. Stibbe.









The Sliver of Abilon – A  Mirrorsmith Tale – 'and you thought it was safe to look in the mirror?'  

Diary of the Gone - Without a girlfriend, bullied by the Principal’s son, and haunted by the dead, Callum Blackwell thinks his life can’t get any worse. But he’s wrong.

Life Ever After. Nina's Story: Part one. – When the dead begin to rise, it's time to put your differences aside and run!  

NovaFall – When the Meteor falls, the essences will come, forging flesh and planetary souls as one.

Cybilla. – To claim his Muse, one man must find the gate between the mortal and the immortal worlds.

Capturing Perfection – An artist's tale of love, loss and beauty in Renaissance Milan  

Until The Ninth Hour – Until a man loses his daughter to a serial killer, until he loses his best friend, until he is down on his luck, Darryl Williams must put all thoughts of retaliation out of his mind. 

To get your FREE copy of Fusion follow one of the links below!

Featuringgripping Independent authors from around the world, FUSION is the first collection of short works published by Breakwater Harbor Books. Contributing heart-pumping tales of Science Fiction, Fantasy, Horror and Crime are seven stories that will thrill you, rivet you and some will even make you sleep with the light on.  Authors from across a wide variety of genres, Dee Harrison, Ivan Amberlake, Claire C. Riley, Scott J. Toney, Mindy Haig, Cara
Goldthorpe and C.M.T. Stibbe.


 
 





The Sliver of Abilon – A Mirrorsmith Tale – 'and you thought it was safe to look in the mirror?'

Diary of the Gone - Without a girlfriend, bullied by the Principal’s son, and haunted by the dead, Callum Blackwell thinks his life can’t get any worse. But he’s wrong.

Life Ever After. Nina's Story: Part one. – When the dead begin to rise, it's time to put your differences aside and run!

NovaFall - When the Meteor falls, the essences will come, forging flesh and planetary souls as one.
 
Cybilla. – To claim his Muse, one man must find the gate between the mortal and the immortal worlds.

Capturing Perfection – An artist's tale of love, loss and beauty in Renaissance Milan
 
Until The Ninth Hour – Until a man loses his daughter to a serial killer, until he loses his best friend, until he is down on his luck, Darryl Williams must put all thoughts of retaliation out of his mind.



An excerpt from Dee Harrison’s The Sliver of Abilon – A Mirrorsmith Tale
   
Junah Venmark, Master Mirrorsmith, exited the wayportal directly into the seaweed stench of Abilon. The foul odour tickled the back of his throat and he gagged on a rise of bile. Mirrorsmith Guild protocol demanded that he preview his destination before he arrived but it could not prepare him for an assault on his other senses. He vomited onto the trackway, just thankful that there was no-one to witness his most pitiful entrance ever. He loathed the smell of mouldy greens – it stirred up too many reminders of his wretched childhood in the back alleys of Varna, largest city on his homeworld of Vargo – but this was kabbige soup intensified tenfold.

When his heaving subsided, Junah sank down onto his rump, trying to ignore the early evening dew which was soaking into his leggings. He pulled a kerchief from his belt-purse, to wipe the spittle from his lips, and cursed this ill-favoured world. Sissik, his wail, chittered and scurried around him like a silver-furred cyclone, mewing her distress. Junah winced when she skipped onto his tender stomach, the better to peer into his face with her large, prosimian eyes. He ran a finger down her spine and she slowly relaxed beneath his touch.
    
Junah ill? She sent.

No, I’m fine, Little One he reassured her. He grimaced. The smell caught me out, that’s all.
   
Sissik wrinkled her own nose. Nasty, nasty stink, she concurred.
   
Junah delved into his purse a further time and extracted a couple of lozenges from a packet. A few chews later and he could smell nothing.
   
“Next time I’ll take ‘em before I get here,” he promised out loud. “Not that there’ll be a next time!” 
    
Junah clambered to his feet and peeled the sodden fabric from his buttocks. Sissik took her accustomed place on his shoulders, hiding beneath his long, dark hair and curled around his neck like a fur collar. Wails were native to all the worlds of the Regium, even the undeveloped ones like Abilon. Some wails, the silver-furred ones like Sissik, were prized for their ability to generate the acoustic frequencies that Mirrorsmiths depended upon. Others, the plumper, browner ones, made good eating. Whenever Sissik irritated him, which was often, Junah threatened to dye her coat russet. Now, however, she was quiescent, understanding that it was time for work. 
   
The wayportal, part of the network of gates that connected all the worlds of the Regium, had opened between a pair of standing stones that dominated the headland to the north of Abilon. Junah looked down at the coastal town, which nestled within the arms of a sheltering bay. A slash of fire on the horizon marked where the sun was setting and silhouetted the ugly, squat fortress guarding the harbour mouth. Somewhere among the sleazy alleyways of this provincial rats’ nest below was the inn where his contact waited. It was supposed to be a routine mission according to Teren Lemmick, Guild Master but also his oldest friend. All Junah had to do was locate the sliver of Desecrated Mirror, secure it then return it to the Mirrorsmiths’ Guild on Vargo, where it could be destroyed in relative safety. He had carried out scores of such ‘grabbits’ but this time unease pricked his spine. Mirrorsmiths tended towards the superstitious and worlds like Ysreal, with its triple moons, were considered inauspicious but this went deeper than that. Junah’s senses were trained to detect distorted vibrations and this place was riddled with them – probably due to the presence of the sliver.  Sissik’s tail tightened around his neck so he dampened down his disquiet. Wails were sensitive to heightened emotion. He checked his accoutrements once more then headed for Abilon, thinking it best to get this trip over with as quickly as possible.
   
Despite the lateness of the hour, the streets of Abilon were crowded. Every third house seemed to be selling ale and shabby, ill-visaged townsfolk bumped and barged their way through the densely-packed lanes.  Junah knew roughly where the inn lay but he had previewed it during daylight and it took him a while to reach the waterfront. He spent a few minutes reconnoitering then pulled his hood up and entered the tavern.
   
Not surprisingly most of the patrons were fishermen and the uneven floorboards must have made them feel right at home. Junah jostled his way through the raucous hubbub, towards the booth where he had arranged to meet his accomplice, but an overripe, blousy serving girl intercepted him.

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Have a wonderful day and enjoy this phenomenal read!

 

T - MINUS 10 days until BHB's first Anthology releases and you're chomping at the bit? Here's a taste of Mindy Haig's Fantasy/Romance short, Cybilla! Enjoy and look for Fusion's release August 31st for more!

I:

“Will you be here in the morning?”

“You know I won’t.  I can’t.”

I threw my arm across my eyes, partly to hide the disappointment I knew was visible upon my face, partly to avoid looking at her with the desperation I knew she could
see.  “Are you ever going to tell me or should I pretend this is all still just a dream.”

 “Oren, what you want is not possible.”

“You told me once that it had been done.”

“One time, Oren!” she said, exasperated.  “One time in all the history of man has it been done! Once!  Do you not understand that you ask the impossible?”

“One man completed the task, therefore it is not impossible,” I answered stubbornly.

“You frustrate me so!”

“Who was he?” I asked, rolling to my side to face her.  I was angry, more hurt than angry really, but enough so that I could overlook the beauty, the simple perfection beside me.  I did not gaze into her eyes.  I did not long to kiss her mouth.  I just wanted my answer, because without it, I could never keep her.

“I don’t know who he was,” she whispered as she ran her delicate fingers over the rough stubble on my cheek.  “I don’t even know if he was real or if that is just a romantic tale we tell.”

“Now you’re just saying that,” I said rolling away from her and off my bed. “If you don’t love me, then go and don’t come back, but don’t lie to me.”  I reached for my guitar where it stood beside the window.  I sat on the bed with my back to her and let my fingers play upon the strings.  I knew she could not resist the music, and yet, I didn’t play for her.  I played because it was the only thing that soothed the hurt inside me.

She slid close behind me, rested her chin on my shoulder and pressed her cheek to my face.  It was a long moment that the music filled the space around us before she spoke. “Oren, you know that I love you.  You know that it’s more than that.  You are the only man who has ever loved only me.  I do not know the place or the task, I only know that once you start this quest, once you pledge your intention, I will have to leave you.  And I fear beyond all else that I will never see you again.”

“Why do you think that?”

“Because none have ever returned to me.”

I set the guitar down and pulled her to me on my bed.  “How many have tried?”

“Three.”

“What became of them?”

“They died,” she whispered.

“Was Quentin Gallagher one of them?”

She shook her head.  “Quentin couldn’t do it.  He wanted to, he wanted it so badly he vowed his intention.  But he was only a man of words, Oren.  He would never be able to find the gateway.  His
vow meant my departure and he went mad with grief.  He wrote haunting stories about his loss, he made his fortune, but I don’t think that success brought him any joy,” she sighed. “I didn’t love him the way I love you. Leaving him was not...”  
 
“It’s a gateway.”

She sighed.  “You hear only the things you want to hear, Oren.”

“I hear everything you say.  I know the risk.  But I am willing to die for the chance to live a real life with you, and if I can’t have that, if I’m not man enough for the task, I might as well be dead anyway.”

She sighed.  “Do not say the words tonight, Oren.  Give me tonight to hold you in my arms.”

“If you aren’t here when the sun comes through my window, I will shout my intention to all the world.”

“Kiss me goodbye then, My Love.”

“No.  My kiss is a promise that I will bring you back.”

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Craving the rest of this fantastic short work? Fusion: a collection of short stories by Breakwater Harbor Books' authors releases Aug 31st in  Kindle, Nook and paperback formats!

Breakwater Harbor Books is excited to announce the release of Melissa Simonson's newest novel, The Young and the Reckless! Simonson is best known for her hit  Thriller/Horror novel, Doubles, and this is her fourth release. For a taste of  this addicting new author, read the pitch below!

Lila was one of many women allegedly assaulted by Bradley Holiday. Five months after the fact, a counselor tells her the only way she’ll find closure is to confront him. She never expected to stumble into a friendship  with the monster who raped her repeatedly.

But is he a monster? He can’t  remember, thanks to a head injury. Lila’s the only living witness who can say  for certain—the eleven girls before her weren’t so lucky.

An ambitious  public defender manages to negotiate a re-trial, but Lila doesn’t believe a  fresh courtroom drama will be enough to spare Bradley’s life this time,  especially not when the death penalty is back on the table. Yet the more she  learns about Bradley’s earlier years, the more determined she is to help. Even  if means getting some convenient amnesia about the events of those three days  she’d been his captive. He isn’t the same person—brain scans, neurologists, and  psychologists confirmed it. He may never remember; they confirmed that,  too.

How far do second chances really stretch? Can those types of  memories stay buried for long?
 
For more of this addicting author follow the link below to Amazon.com!

The Young and the Reckless, Amazon

When the Last Son of the Glory of Heaven lost his father's attention to the first man of dirt, he vowed revenge. Paradise was lost.  

Banished from his home and left to wander the mortal world until The Judgment Day, Sammael has lived more lives than he cares to remember.

But  he can't forget.

Haunted by his memories, he is drawn to places of  turmoil, always looking for ways to hasten the day when the Gates of Heaven  opened and his father would allow him to return home.

Sammael's act of  vengeance at the dawn of man destroyed a love that was meant to be and left his  rival broken. What he didn't know was that the strength of that love left him  vulnerable to losing his Glory forever.

In 1996, a chance meeting at an  innocuous fundraiser renewed that ancient rivalry. Two men pursue the same woman  but with vastly different intentions. She must choose between the man who has  the world at his fingertips and one who wears his heart on his sleeve. Can true  love overcome the burning need for revenge?

For a sneak peak at Glory visit one of the links below to either Amazon.com or Smashwords.com! This is one Christian Fiction novel you won't want to miss!

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P.s. The prequel to Glory, The Messenger, is also available as a FREE download at Smashwords.com!

4 free copies of Scott J. Toney's audiobook, Eden Legacy, are now up for grabs! Check out the pitch below and visit Amazon.com to take a listen. There are only 4 free copies, so decide quickly and email the author at poeticliscence@hotmail.com to receive yours!

Thomas, the young King of Havilah, is drawn to a forest beyond his lands. Here he discovers seven figs, fruit from the long forgotten Eden.

In the land of Cush, Princess Lilya suffers under the rule of her father,
until the day when  young King Thomas of Havilah invites her away to his lands. There, she hopes to  find peace she has never known.

But Thomas has been drawn to a   foreign  land, to figs he hopes are from Eden and the Tree of Life. When he eats   them to  heal his wounds things change within him, distorting him in ways he   could not  predict.

Now Lilya must make a decision. Does she stand by Thomas's side  or act to dispel the evil
consuming his soul?

Amidst this world Lilya  has befriended a dragon. There are secrets within the beast that could determine  all their fates.

What others are saying about Eden Legacy

"...utterly believable and yet simultaneously fantastical! This is not unlike the styling of C.S. Lewis.
It is an epic, fantasy tale that will hit home with all readers, and when the last page is reached, leave them with a thirst looking for more of Scott J. Toney's writings!"
- Laura A. Diaz, author of Come What May

"This book is unique. It wasn't predictable at all which I really enjoyed. The relationships among the characters were dynamic. I found myself gasping a few times when events I never dreamed happened. It's a memorable work and the end makes you think."
- D.S. Hale, Interviewer on Amazon.com

Take a sneak listen to Eden Legacy in audiobook format now at Amazon.com and email Scott J. Toney at poeticliscence@hotmail.com to receive a promo code for your free copy today!

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