Based on a true story, The Unfinished Business of You and Me is about first love. We’ve all wondered about our first love. It’s an irreplaceable feeling, a person we’ll never forget, simply because they hold a place no one else can. What if you got a second chance with your first love, this time, as adults? Rana and Ryan have a long history, dating back to when they were nine years old. But when you find your soul mate in the fourth grade, you question whether it’s the life you really desire or just the life that’s been set before you. As they go about their separate ways to chase after their dreams, they are somewhat successful. And as Rana takes an unforgettable trip to Europe, it just might be the ultimate step to get over her childhood sweetheart. Follow the remarkable true story of two people who just may end up together- but only because they were apart. Jumping back and forth from past to present, this unique love story certainly shows how sometimes, although rare, your first love really can be your last. Its weaved with endearing memorabilia (real childhood notes, pictures, yearbooks signings, journal entries) including a written promise of hope. The Unfinished Business of You and Me will give you all the feels. Read for free with Amazon Kindle Unlimited or get your copy for only $2.99! https://www.amazon.com/Unfinished-Business-You-Me-Based-ebook/dp/B077NCLL7B/
She works in the film industry in the Costumes Department by day and squeezes in her writing at night. She has worked for such companies as Nike, Marvel, Sony and more. Rana has also been featured on The Social, an international talk show from Toronto where she talks about all things travel. She has a passion for helping women through her writing and serves on the board of a nonprofit that helps human trafficking survivors. Rana is a mama to two beautiful daughters and a happy wife to her amazing hubs. They recently just bought their first home in the suburbs (and she has never felt so uncool). And the giveaway...This is not related to Rana Mancini or her novel, but I attended the Ozarks Indie Book Fest this fall and hung out with some amazing authors. I have this signed book bag LOADED with swag to give to one lucky reader. To enter, simply comment on this blog (make sure you use an email address you check regularly.) I'll randomly select one winner on Friday, December 8 and contact you for your mailing address. It's that easy!
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![]() Come and Celebrate Great New Releases From Lila Felix (Author), Susan Harris- Author, Kendra L. Saunders, Mary Bernsen, Author Erica Kiefer, and Jodi Gallegos!! Friday November 17th 2017 Fun, Prizes, & Books! Link to Party - https://www.facebook.com/ ![]() Today, I'm thrilled to introduce you to Casey L. Bond's latest novel, Riches to Rags. Most girls dream of being princesses, but one princess just wants to be a normal girl. Ella Carina, crown princess of Aelawyn, knows brutality and lies—she’s seen the way her father rules. Princess. Possession. To her father, the words had the same meaning. She was only as valuable as the alliance formed with her betrothal. Her freedom comes from an unlikely place: an attack on the castle. When the conquering King offers to protect her from the betrothal her father arranged for political gain, she consents. Hiding her within a peasant family is the only way to keep her and her secret safe. In this simpler life, Ella flourishes and catches the eye of the local Blacksmith’s son. For once, she can be herself and make her own choices, but the life of a princess—even one kept secret—was never meant to be easy. Trevor, crown prince of Galder has been searching for Ella, but not because of their betrothal. She is in grave danger from the very people who hid her away. His plan is to show her the truth and help her to safety. Nothing goes as planned. When Trevor finds her, it’s to discover she’s fallen in love with a peasant. Now he has two goals: help her regain her throne… and show her that she belongs with him. Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/36162333-riches-to-rags Amazon: http://amzn.to/2xPVytD Ready for an excerpt from this exceptional novel? Here it is! I was in my room, lost in my own worries, when the world as I knew it was torn to shreds. My room was large, and with only a bed and wardrobe inside, it was far too spacious than anything I needed. But it was also my sanctuary. It had to be. Father didn’t allow me to leave the space without an escort, and only then when he gave me permission, which wasn’t often. I considered myself lucky to have a window until that day. The horrors I saw from that window would stay with me forever. Sitting quietly in the alcove, watching the comings and goings of the villagers, was how I learned the ever-changing styles in fashion and beauty, how gentlemen and ladies were to properly act, and how some acted very improperly when they thought no one was watching. The day the Kingdom of Aelawyn fell, I was watching and envying the lives of her people. Nothing seemed amiss as three large, covered wagons approached the front gate. The man driving the horses that pulled the lead wagon shouted to the guard atop the gate, announcing that they carried supplies, taken from another forest raid. They were granted immediate entry, Father’s guard raising the portcullis for them. One by one, the wagons crept into the yard. As soon as the gate slammed back to the ground behind the third wagon, a loud whoop sounded. The guards were stunned, so much so that it took far too long for them to spring into action and defend the castle. The wagon canvases were torn to shreds as a small army, clad in armor and donning swords, shields, and all manner of weaponry, unfolded from the wagons and began to slash their way across the yard. They did not take time to discern villager from soldier, male from female, innocent from guilty. A river of blood flowed in their wake, draining between the cobblestones. They were so skilled and efficient in battle that they entered the castle before any alarm could be raised to stop them. In no time, they’d taken the castle itself. (Copyright Casey L. Bond)
Title: Riches to Rags
Author: Casey L. Bond
Genre: YA Epic Fantasy, Fairy Tale Retelling (Cinderella)
Editor: Stacy Sanford/ The Girl with the Red Pen
Cover Designer: Melissa Stevens/ The Illustrated Author Design Services
Blurb: Most girls dream of being princesses, but one princess just wants to be a normal girl.
Ella Carina, crown princess of Aelawyn, knows brutality and liesâsheâs seen the way her father rules. Princess. Possession. To her father, the words had the same meaning. She was only as valuable as the alliance formed with her betrothal. Her freedom comes from an unlikely place: an attack on the castle.
When the conquering King offers to protect her from the betrothal her father arranged for political gain, she consents. Hiding her within a peasant family is the only way to keep her and her secret safe.
In this simpler life, Ella flourishes and catches the eye of the local Blacksmithâs son. For once, she can be herself and make her own choices, but the life of a princessâeven one kept secretâwas never meant to be easy.
Trevor, crown prince of Galder has been searching for Ella, but not because of their betrothal. She is in grave danger from the very people who hid her away. His plan is to show her the truth and help her to safety.
Nothing goes as planned. When Trevor finds her, itâs to discover sheâs fallen in love with a peasant. Now he has two goals: help her regain her throne⦠and show her that she belongs with him.
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I was in my room, lost in my own worries, when the world as I knew it was torn to shreds.
My room was large, and with only a bed and wardrobe inside, it was far too spacious than anything I needed. But it was also my sanctuary. It had to be. Father didnât allow me to leave the space without an escort, and only then when he gave me permission, which wasnât often. I considered myself lucky to have a window until that day.
The horrors I saw from that window would stay with me forever.
Sitting quietly in the alcove, watching the comings and goings of the villagers, was how I learned the ever-changing styles in fashion and beauty, how gentlemen and ladies were to properly act, and how some acted very improperly when they thought no one was watching.
The day the Kingdom of Aelawyn fell, I was watching and envying the lives of her people.
Nothing seemed amiss as three large, covered wagons approached the front gate. The man driving the horses that pulled the lead wagon shouted to the guard atop the gate, announcing that they carried supplies, taken from another forest raid. They were granted immediate entry, Fatherâs guard raising the portcullis for them.
One by one, the wagons crept into the yard. As soon as the gate slammed back to the ground behind the third wagon, a loud whoop sounded. The guards were stunned, so much so that it took far too long for them to spring into action and defend the castle. The wagon canvases were torn to shreds as a small army, clad in armor and donning swords, shields, and all manner of weaponry, unfolded from the wagons and began to slash their way across the yard.
They did not take time to discern villager from soldier, male from female, innocent from guilty.
A river of blood flowed in their wake, draining between the cobblestones. They were so skilled and efficient in battle that they entered the castle before any alarm could be raised to stop them. In no time, theyâd taken the castle itself.
Copyright Casey L. Bond
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Amazon: http://amzn.to/2xPVytD
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