An interview with @JonFilipko, narrator of THE STAR PRINCESS #audiobook #NewAdult #scifirom

Hello everyone! As the virtual blog tour for THE STAR PRINCESS Audiobook winds down, I thought I’d bring you an interview with the narrator of the story, Jon Filipko. If you haven’t had a chance to listen to the sample of the audiobook, you can listen below…

Jon FilipkoHow long have you been narrating audiobooks?

JF: I’ve been narrating audiobooks for the last two years. I love adding my own creative input on the already amazing stories that authors have written. I hope to be a working narrator for the rest of my life!

Very cool! How did you get started?

JF: I am a SAG-AFTRA actor and I attended an event that they held about book narration. I didn’t really know too much about it but after hearing the panel of narrators, producers, writers, etc., speak about the audiobook industry I was hooked. I met a few producers that day and I also signed up with ACX that night. I began building my in home studio the next day. I quickly fell in love with this new creative outlet.

What are your favorite types of stories to narrate?

JF: I’m still fairly new to narrating, but so far I have enjoyed reading any type of adventure book the most.

What are your favorite scenes to narrate?

JF: I like scenes when the characters get extremely passionate about something. In these moments I sometimes find myself getting lost in the scene and truly feeling the emotions that the character is feeling. At those points it really bugs me when I make a mistake because I feel there is a sense of realism in those moments and it’s really hard to imitate.

Oh, yes! Those are my favorite scenes to write, read, and listen to. What are your least favorite scenes to narrate?

JF: I don’t really like narrating scenes that are very explanatory, or technical.

I can’t blame you there. In The Star Princess, what was your favorite scene?

JF: I loved the scene where Ro’sa pretended to be drowning to get Prince Deion to “save her”. It was loaded with passion and playfulness. It was very fun to read.

Thank you so much! What format of books do you prefer to read or listen to?

JF: I have become a fan of listening to audiobooks myself, but I still like carrying around a paperback version of whatever book I’m currently invested in. To me, nothing will ever beat a physical, paperback book.

Who is your favorite author?

JF: It’s cliché, but I love Ernest Hemmingway.

What do you like to do in your spare time?

JF: I’m a very creative person. I’m usually keeping pretty busy with creating content for youtube, or trying to find my next well paying acting gig, which can be very hard sometimes! However, when I find myself working too hard I relax and unwind with a night of Netflix.

What projects are you working on next?

JF: I’m not currently narrating any books, but I am working on producing/acting in an upcoming horror movie my crew and I are planning to shoot up in Big Bear this summer.

Fabulous! All the best with this project! Where can readers, listeners, and authors find you?

JF: My Twitter and Instagram is @jonfilipko, my youtube channel is called “beanball productions” and you can also find me on Facebook by searching my name, Jonathan Filipko!

Thank you so much, Jon, for visiting and for the wonderful work you did in narrating THE STAR PRINCESS!

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THE STAR PRINCESS

A Beyond Fairytales audio book

By Jessica E. Subject

New Adult Erotic Sci-Fi Romance

In one week, Princess Ro’sa will board a spaceship, leaving her home on Minjet to be with her betrothed on Earth. The only problem is, she detests the prince’s selfish and arrogant ways, preferring to spend time with his personal aide, a man who stirs her desires in ways she never imagined possible with his radiant blue eyes and smouldering lips. And oh, the way he touches her.

Earth’s post-apocalyptic landscape offers little but the alliance offers much and a princess must do her duty, no matter the danger to her person and to her heart.

NOW AN AUDIOBOOK!

Narrated by Jon Filipko

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A Final Battle for Hope and Survival ~ THE RUIN OF THE WORLD by @NazareaAndrews #zombie #giveaway

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THE RUIN OF THE WORLD

by Nazarea Andrews

The Ruin of the World by Nazarea AndrewsWhen the zombies rose, we thought the world ended.

It didn’t—it just broke, in a way we couldn’t fix. And we found ways to continue, reasons to fight.

Faith. Family. Politics. Obsession. The most dangerous of all—hope.

But when all of that is stripped away, and nothing remains but rage and betrayal—that is the true end of the world.

Return to the World Without End, for a final battle for hope and survival in the exciting conclusion to Nazarea Andrews’ phenomenal series.

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“What the hell are they doing?” he whispers, and I shake my head. Because I don’t know. I’ve spent years in the East, fighting the war, and years in the Wide Open, moving until I found Haven 8.

I have spent my life watching and killing the infects. I know their speed and rage and hunger. The screams they make and the blessed fucking silence when my sword severs their spinal column and kills the virus that reanimates them.

I watched the world end, had a fucking front row seat to the decision to drop a dirty bomb on Atlanta, the tipping point in the war against the dead.

I know zombies. It’s why Omar wanted me to lead the vanguard.

But I’ve never seen this shit, and I whisper the words through numb lips: “Fall back. We’ve gotta fall back.”

“The army is already moving,” Fisher says. I ignore him, looking at the rest of the unit. They’re my people. Not my second—he’s Omar’s. But the others are mine, and I won’t watch them be slaughtered for the fucking agenda of a madman.

“Fall back and radio this shit in,” I snap. “Now.”

 

About the Author
Nazarea Andrews is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. She loves chocolate and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, and overgrown dog.
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Author @TiannaXander Romanced the Capital with IT WAS ALWAYS YOU #RTCOttawa #1NightStand

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Hello all! HER ALIEN HERO is my most recent release. And this month, I’m spotlighting all of the other stories in the Romancing the Capital line of the 1Night Stand series.

Every title in the line is set during the Romancing the Capital conference, which all five author attended in April. Today, I’m featuring the last of the stories in this series to release, IT WAS ALWAYS YOU, a BBW and shifter romance by Tianna Xander.

ItWasAlwaysYou

After dreaming of him for months, Candy can’t believe the 1Night Stand dating service has found a man fitting the description of her ideal lover. After all, her dream man is no other than A-list actor, Jared Harwell, and since she’ll never have him, she’ll settle for a close match.

Shapeshifter Jared Harwell is ready to call it quits—his acting career and Hollywood lifestyle—if he can find the mate he’s searching for. But, evidently, his perfect mate is only to be found in his nocturnal dreams and the closest he’ll ever get to her is with the help of Madame Eve’s 1Night Stand service. And even then, it’s only one night with a fantasy lookalike.

Will that be enough time for Candy and Jared to realize dreams truly can come true?

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Entering the bedroom, he frowned. It’s too quiet. Had she left?

“Candy?” he whispered. If she expected him, the movie star, she would recognize his voice. He had to remember to speak with a Midwestern accent at a low level and not have his brogue give him away. Not yet, anyway. He said her name softly again.

No answer.

“Candy, are you there?” he asked a bit louder. Had his accent bled through? It didn’t matter. His instructions had probably scared her, and she’d left. Shit!

“Huh, wha…?” The sleep-filled voice came from the bed. “Who’s there?”

“It’s just me, darlin’. Your date for the evening.”

“Why are you whispering?” The sheets rustled. She’d turned off the lights as he’d instructed in his letter. With the curtains drawn, the glow from the city below couldn’t penetrate the darkness. That hadn’t been part of his conditions. Had she’d closed them to even the playing field so he couldn’t see her either?

Standing in the doorway, he breathed in her perfume. The scent of peaches wafted up from the bed and gave him a hard-on from hell. The sweet scent filled his lungs. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, the lingering scent bringing up sweet memories of his Candy. Still, it didn’t matter. The only thing he gave a damn about—they get along with each other and have the fantasy they wanted.

“Have you changed your mind?” He hoped not, and pictured the lingerie he’d packed in the case for her. Had she put it on, or was she wearing something of her own?

“No, I haven’t changed my mind. I’m wearing the flimsy nightgown you sent for me, aren’t I?” she asked, dryly.

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Here’s a picture of Tianna Xander, my table buddy,  just before the book signing.

The battle isn’t over ~ NATIVE TONGUE by Lucy Felthouse @cw1985 #erotica #interracial #MMromance

Native Tongue by Lucy Felthouse

NATIVE TONGUE

by Lucy Felthouse

They may be back on British soil, but the battle isn’t over.

When Captain Hugh Wilkes fell for his Afghan interpreter, Rustam Balkhi, he always knew things would never be easy. After months of complete secrecy, their return to England should have spelt an end to the sneaking around and the insane risks. But it seems there are many obstacles for them to overcome before they can truly be happy together. Can they get past those obstacles, or is this one battle too many for their fledgling relationship?

Author’s note: Although this story does work as a standalone tale, it’s recommended that you read the first instalment of the characters’ journey first—Desert Heat, which is available from all good retailers.

Buy links: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/native-tongue/

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25462496-native-tongue

**For those of you that haven’t yet read Desert Heat either, there’s a great value double pack containing both books available exclusively on Amazon (from 14th May), which is available for lending, and for Kindle Unlimited members: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/desert-heat-native-tongue/ **

Enjoy an Excerpt:

Captain Hugh Wilkes drummed enthusiastically on the steering wheel of his car as he drove it up the M3 towards London. He sung loudly and tunelessly along to the song on the radio, too, but it didn’t matter. No one could hear him.

He’d surprised himself by being so chilled out about the volume of Friday evening traffic. He wasn’t the most patient of people, so the slow progress should probably have been increasing his blood pressure, if not leading to full on road rage. But, although he’d have loved to be actually achieving the speed limit, not bumbling along at a mere fifty miles per hour, Wilkes was just glad the traffic was moving at all. Britain’s roads, the motorways in particular, soon came to a standstill if there was so much as a tiny bump between two vehicles. So any progress was better than none.

Besides, what could he do about it? His only other options to get to London from his base in Wiltshire were a train, or stealing a plane, helicopter or tank. The latter might just cause a little bit of bother, and mean the end of his army career, not to mention criminal charges. The former meant cramming in amongst sweaty, disgruntled commuters. If that wasn’t bad enough, he’d be charged an extortionate amount to do so, probably wouldn’t even get a seat, and would likely be subjected to delays.

At least driving took him from door to door, with plenty of personal space. And if there were delays, well, he could sit them out from the comfort of his own vehicle, with the climate control set to the perfect temperature, and the radio blasting some of his favourite tunes.

The next song was even better, and Wilkes’ tuneless wailing became more enthusiastic, as did the drumming on the steering wheel. He was in one hell of a good mood, and if he was truthful with himself, he knew it wasn’t just the fact the M3 was moving at a nice pace. It wasn’t the Friday feeling, either. Sure, both of those things were contributing to his happiness, but the main reason he was grinning like a buffoon was the thought of what awaited him in the capital. Or rather, who.

Rustam Balkhi. His gorgeous Afghan boyfriend, whom he’d met out in Afghanistan while they were working together for the British Army. Now, with their tour of duty over and the forces’ presence pulled out of the country, the two men had returned to England. Wilkes had gone back to his regular army life in Bulford Camp, near Salisbury. Balkhi was in London, where he’d recommenced the medical training he’d postponed to become an interpreter for the Brits.

The past few weeks had been somewhat of a whirlwind. Wilkes’ return to the UK had been straightforward, but Balkhi had had to jump through some hoops in order to get back onto his medical course. He’d been willing to start from scratch, but it’d seemed like an awful waste of time, so Wilkes had spoken to his superiors, who’d explained to the university what important work Balkhi had been doing. Fortunately, they’d been persuaded of Balkhi’s commitment and character, and allowed him to pick up where he’d left off. That settled, Balkhi had to pack up, travel back to the UK, find somewhere to live, move in… and all before the start of the next academic term.

Wilkes had felt terrible. His return had taken place a few weeks before Balkhi’s, so although he’d been granted some leave for R&R, he hadn’t been able to either spend it with Balkhi, or to use it help him with his relocation. By the time Balkhi had set foot on British soil, Wilkes was back to work. And, given nobody knew about the two of them, or even that Wilkes was gay, he couldn’t exactly ask for more leave in order to help his boyfriend move into his new flat.

Life had conspired against them ever since, so this was the first opportunity they’d had to see each other since saying goodbye in Afghanistan all those weeks ago. They’d communicated via email, text message and phone calls, but it just wasn’t the same. Especially since they’d gone from seeing each other every single day for the best part of six months to not setting eyes on each other for weeks on end.

Wilkes had struggled terribly in the interim. Life had been tough enough while they were still out in the desert. After weeks and weeks of trying desperately to ignore their growing attraction, they’d finally given in to it. It had been stupid and risky, but, having quickly realised there was more to their attraction than the physical, they’d decided to carry on their relationship in secret while they were in Afghanistan, see how it went, and figure things out once Wilkes’ tour of duty was over. Balkhi had always intended to return to the UK for his studies, so they would, at least, be living in the same country.

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About the Author:

Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9