Monday 30 December 2019

Book Release for Rose by Jewels Arthur

I am so excited that ROSE: A STANDALONE PARANORMAL REVERSE HAREM ROMANCE by Jewels Arthur is available now and that I get to share the news!
If you haven’t yet heard about this wonderful book by Author Jewels Arthur, be sure to check out all the details below.
This blitz also includes a giveaway for a $15 Amazon Gift Card, International, courtesy of Jewels and Rockstar Book Tours. So if you’d like a chance to win, enter in the Rafflecopter at the bottom of this post.

About the Book: 
Author: Jewels Arthur
Pub. Date: December 30, 2019
Publisher: Amazon Digital Services LLC
Formats: Paperback, eBook
Pages: 156
Find it: GoodreadsAmazon

Meet Rosalie, or Rose for short, she is a gorgeous plus sized heroine who is about to get mixed up in a whole 'nother world!

Rose has a night job at a bar in Silver Springs called Vee. She loves it because it gives her freedom, free drinks every night, and she gets to spend time with the 3 oh so sexy owners of the bar.

What Rose doesn't know is that these guys have a dark and dangerous secret and the bar she works at isn't quite what it seems.

Rose's attraction to these guys is strong but she thinks she has no chance. The guys are drawn to Rose but they know they could never date a human. Insert one magical PSL then Rose's world is flipped upside down.

Rose is a standalone reverse harem romance.

“Good evening, Rosalie.” I hear the silky smooth voice before I see him, and I can already feel the butterflies in my stomach—Finn.
“Hey, Finn. How are you?” I reply in what I hope is a sultry voice. I normally just end up sounding nasally, and I know my cheeks are probably reddening. Just being around him and his brothers makes me lose any confidence I have.
“Living the life,” Finn answers with a chuckle, as he leans across the bar toward me, his hand inches from mine. “You look beautiful tonight. Anyone special coming in?” I hear a note of jealousy in his tone, but shrug it off as my imagination. I’ve made it clear that I think he’s hot, so if he’s interested he would have made his move by now.
“Everyone that comes in is special, silly,” I respond with a laugh. “I just wanted to dress up tonight. Sometimes it’s fun to get all cute, even if you’re just going to work.”
“I don’t think you need to get so dressed up to tempt the men here.” His words and the smile that graces his face make my cheeks burn, and I tilt my head forward to cover my embarrassment with my hair, using the opportunity to clean the bar top with a rag.
“Are you swooning over our beautiful bartender, Finn?”
I bite my lip as I take in Dean, who’s approaching from the back. I scan his body, barely suppressing the moan it evokes from me. He’s wearing dark jeans that are tight in all the right places, paired with a slightly tight black band t-shirt, making him completely droolworthy. He catches me staring and clears his throat with a chuckle. “You look gorgeous, Rose. Why are you wasting your time with my pitiful brother?”
“Uh, hi, D-Dean,” I stammer, dropping the rag to the floor. I take a step back, planning to pick it up, causing my heel to catch on the stone tile floor and snap. I squeak loudly as I fall backward, straight onto my bottom, sending shooting pains up my back. “Son of a bitch!” I groan, looking up to see Dean staring at me in surprise.
“Rose! Are you okay?” Dean crouches down and puts his hand on my shoulder.
Tears burn my eyes as I use all my willpower to suck them back into my skull. I can already feel that my ass is going to be bruised, as well as my ego. “Yes, I’m fine. Just bruised and embarrassed,” I say as I stand up. I’m immediately lopsided due to my broken heel, and groan at the thought of working barefoot all night.
“Well, that’s broken,” Finn notes, as he bends over to pick up the heel of my shoe.
“I know. Fuck, these are new,” I mutter under my breath.
Dean sets me on a barstool and begins taking off my shoes. I immediately feel goosebumps erupt on my skin as I look down at the way too sexy man. “Uh, thanks,” I murmur, summoning a smile to his face. I feel my cheeks heat with a blush at my reaction to him and the knowledge that I’m not hiding it very well.
Dean looks back at his brother as he sets the broken shoe on the floor.
 “Finn, can you get those black flip-flops upstairs?” he asks his brother, then turns back to face me. “You’re a what? Eight? Eight and a half?”
I squint my eyes at him and slowly reply, “Yes, I’m an eight. How would you know that?”
“Lucky guess,” he answers, just as Finn reappears at the door. He tosses the flip-flops to Dean who slips them onto my feet before helping me back onto the ground. “There you go. Perfect, although it was nicer when we were closer in height.” His laughter causes butterflies to fly in my stomach again and it feels as if they are permanently there. I try to push why he would just happen to have women’s flip-flops in their apartment out of my mind, concentrating on what his proximity is doing to my body.
I open my lips, ready to say something, something cute or sexy I hope, but I’m cut off when he places a finger on my chin and smiles just before he steps away. It feels as if the breath rushes from my body in a whoosh when he’s no longer so close to me. Relief and sadness overwhelm me. They are so fucking hot. Like, unfairly hot.

About Jewels:

Jewels Arthur has lived in Central Illinois her entire life, she is a small town girl at heart and is terrified of city life. She grew up on a farm with 27 barn cats, video games, movies, and books to keep her company. She is obsessed with romance and swoon. As a hopeless romantic she wants everyone around her to be in love and wants to read about love all the time. She got married at 19 (suprise suprise) and she had a beautiful baby girl 3 years later when she finished college. Her obsession with love led her to decide that she needed to write her own swoony books, with a bit of dirty of course ;)

Giveaway Details:

1 winner will win a $15 Amazon Gift Card, INTERNATIONAL.

Wednesday 18 December 2019

Your Mid-Week Update for 12/18/19

Ladies and gentlemen, the season is upon us. My favourite time of year. The season I look forward to all year long.

Burying bodies in the snow.

For all it’s faults, I thank my lucky stars every day that I live in a city that gets below freezing on a regular basis for months on end and snows like our economy doesn’t depend on it.

It wasn’t a deciding factor for the move, but this new place is also very cold and snowy.

All that potential. All that destroyed evidence.

I’ve been showing Casey all the great things that snow can do to a body – living or dead. In keeping with some past weeks’ themes, I’ve planted a tree in a forest using a body as a base through which the roots will weave. Even if that corpse ever resurfaces, it will be too badly damaged and I will be long gone.

I ran the night man at a local hockey rink (low-fi, no security to speak of) over with his own Zamboni and made it look like he fell off and it was a freak accident. Weirdly messy. And that thing can speed up.

Then I drugged a man unconscious then turned him into a snowman. He froze to death before he ever woke up. Then I carved a few simples with blood from his palm and made it look like I was emulating the movie The Snowman.

Okay, so I’ve never seen Snowman (the snowman?) but I got the gist of it.

The funnest part about that one was building the snowballs with Casey. It’s something I never thought I would get to share with one of my children. Jason would have nothing to do with it and Sandra…

Sandra was gone before the first snow fell.

So now I have Casey to share these things with and it’s not quite the same but it is really nice. Having her around has been really nice.

I wish I knew more about her. Where she came from. Who her mother was. James doesn’t know a lot and I haven’t dared press her about it. Losing all that family must have been like…

An unhappy beginning.

That poor girl. I’m so glad to see she’s handling it in a healthy way.

I haven’t decided if you will get an update next week seeing as it’s Christmas Day but we’ll see. Maybe a ‘not-so Mid-Week update’?

All my love to you and yours this year.

As always, dear readers,

Stay Safe

Wednesday 11 December 2019

Your Mid-Week Update for 12/11/19

This week’s theme is: mother nature and the powers she holds.

Over the weekend, we committed basement man’s body to the earth and she swallowed him up in a couple of hours. After we’d dug a few holes for his body parts around town and poured the rest in an active construction site to be cemented over early in the morning. But then he was gone, committed back to the earth as we are all going to be eventually. He would have gone kicking and screaming if we hadn’t previously burned off his tongue, broke his left leg into 26 pieces, and removed his right leg to the knee. We really got creative with him.

But after everything we’d done to him, he still returned to nature. It was strangely beautiful. I started thinking about how mother nature has been a more brutal killer than me. How completely she can tear someone apart or slowly destroy them. And all the different ways the simplest, more innocent things can bring about the end.

So this week’s theme as I teach Casey through practical means, is to explore creative, natural ways to take a life. Someone of it might be literal like impaling someone in the forest, or using poisonous herbs and slipping them to a stranger on the sidewalk, or burying someone alive and watching as she earth takes them from the inside out. I’ve got a couple of ideas (clearly) but if you’ve got any, I’d love for you to share them.

P.S., Casey is picking this all up incredibly well. She’s taken a liking to sharp objects which I think is a perfect starter for her. The way she slit basement man’s throat so deep it fell back and was hanging by the skin of his neck was very impressive.

I know, I know, this isn’t her first rodeo but she’s taken to it very well and she’s listening to my instruction. I did worry that her teenage brain would refuse to listen because she already has experience but that girl continues to surprise me.

I’m glad I didn’t kill her.

I wonder if there are other people I regret murdering…


So we’re focusing on nature and her destructive force and so far, it’s been really fun to get back to my roots.

Get it?


I’m funny.

But things are looking up lately. At least they aren’t getting worse.

Shit. I just jinxed it, didn’t I.

Oh well.

Bring it on, universe!

As always, dear readers,

Stay Safe

Wednesday 4 December 2019

Your Mid-Week Update for 12/04/19

The body in the basement is beginning to smell.

He’s not dead yet but weeks of torture with no shower or bathroom have created a cloud of…disgustingness that is spreading to the rest of the house. No amount of Febreeze is going to save this so we’re currently brainstorming other solutions. If you have any suggestions, dear readers, please pass them on.

I think I’m almost ready to let him die. It’s becoming boring and tedious to keep him alive and Casey has learned all she can from him. I think I’ll let her choose his method of death and then show her my favourite body disposal area: construction sites.

So you know: if you’ve ever lived in my town of [redacted] and you’re living in a building that’s been built or majorly renovated in the last twenty years, there’s likely a body or body parts in the support. How fun is that?

I think she’ll like the trip. It’ll be a little pre-Christmas treat.

I haven’t decided what we’re going to do for Christmas this year. I haven’t exactly told my mother that we moved away. Or that Jason is gone. Or that Casey exists. I haven’t talked to her in a while. Have seen my dad since we moved him into a home either. I know, I’m a horrible daughter for not visiting him but it’s been a hectic couple of months.

So that tradition of my parents scrutinizing every aspect of my life is gone. Oh no. I thought it’d be nice to spend some time just the three of us. This will be the first Christmas with Casey – and the first without Jason – I think we could all do with a quite holiday.

It’s hard to believe it’s already December. James forgot his birthday on Monday so we surprised him with a simple dinner out at a mid-tier restaurant. All of us together like a normal family. I liked it. Not for all the time, mind you, I need a little action and adventure, but it was really nice to see everyone smiling.

It gave me hope. Maybe we can have it all.

Or at least we’ll kill trying.

As always, dear readers,

Stay Safe