Monday, December 25, 2017

🎁❆❆❆⛄❆❆❆🎁 Nollaig Shona Dui Or in English Merry Christmas 🎁❆❆❆⛄❆❆❆🎁

Now first quick note this will be the only post this week as I am
 taking time to spend with the family. see you in the new year.

As most of you know I am from Irish and Scottish decent and this 
time of year I like to honor my Grand da he was a true Scott 
through and through and always wished every one

Nollaig Shona Dui

Pronounced as “null-ig hun-a ditch”

Or in English
Merry Christmas

He always started christmas day with this wish and so do I.

God send us a happy Christmas! His blessing be on our

His love be around our loved ones, wherever they may roam.

God send us a holy Christmas! His name be on every mind;

And close to the crib of Bethlehem, true happiness may we

God send us a peaceful Christmas! May the sweetness of
 memories throng

Where we sit by the festive fireside, to sing a soothing song.

He had a favorite Christmas song he used to sing to us every
 year. And this is it and along with the English translation
 there is a You tube video I found you can see it below

Sung to the tune of "Jingle Bells."

Daidí Nollaig
Bualadh bos, bualadh bos,
Buailimis go léir,
Tá Daidí Nollaig ag tíocth anocht
Anuas an simléar.

Ó, bualadh bos, bualadh bos,
Buailimis go léir,
Tá Daidí Nollaig ag tíocth anocht,
Anuas an simléar.

Tá'n Nollaig buailte linn,
Tá áthas insan aer,
Tá sneachta ar an talamh,
Tá réaltaí insan spéir.
Táimid ag dul a chodladh,
Is tá ár stocaí réidh,
Tá Daidí Nollaig ag tíocth anocht,
Anuas an simléar.
Ó, bualadh bos, bualadh bos,
Buailimis go léir,
Tá Daidí Nollaig ag tíocth anocht,
Ó, bualadh bos, bualadh bos,
Buailimis go léir,
Tá Daidí Nollaig ag tíocth anocht.
English Translation
Father Christmas
Clap your hands, clap your hands,
Clap hands everyone (all of us),
Father Christmas is coming tonight
Down the chimney
Clap your hands, clap your hands
Clap hands everyone (all of us),
Father Christmas is coming tonight
Down the chimney
Christmas is coming near us
Joy is in the air,
Snow is on the ground
Stars are in the sky,
We are going to sleep
Our stockings are ready,
Father Christmas is coming tonight
Down the chimney
Clap your hands, clap your hands,
Clap hands everyone (all of us),
Father Christmas is coming tonight
Clap your hands, clap your hands,
Clap hands everyone (all of us),
Father Christmas is coming tonight
Oíche Chiúin - Silent Night
Oíche chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé,
Cách 'na suan, dís araon,
Dís is dílse 'faire le spéis,
Naíon beag gnaoi-gheal, ceananntais caomh,
Críost, 'na chodladh go séimh,
Críost, 'na chodladh go sámh.
Oíche chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé,
Aoirí ar dtús 'chuala an scéal;
Allelúia aingil ag glaoch,
Cantain shuairc i ngar is i gcéin.
Críost an slánaitheoir féin,
Críost an slánaitheoir féin.
English Translation
Silent night, night of God's Son,
Everyone is asleep, the Holy couple huddle together,
Obedient parents watchful with affection,
A small beautifully bright Infant, blazing star, dear One
Christ, gently sleeping
Christ, peacefully sleeping.
Silent night, night of God's Son,
Shepherds first heard the news,
Angels calling Alleluia,
Gloriously chanting near and far,
Christ, the Savior, Himself,

Christ, the Savior, Himself,

Friday, December 22, 2017

•٠•● (o,..,o) ●•٠• Giveaway & Blog Tour For Phoenix (The Peradon Fantasy Series Book 1) by Daccari Buchelli •٠•● (o,..,o) ●•٠•

(The Peradon Fantasy Series Book 1)
by Daccari Buchelli
Genre: YA Fantasy 

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power is greater than the one you’re willing to

Violetta Flame lives her life according to rule, but those rules
require her to pay a heavy price. Haunted by a devastating loss, she
longs for freedom. When a handsome ruler takes a special interest in
her, she senses greater things lie ahead, but behind the handsome
façade lies a dark secret – one that can usurp her efforts and
cast her back into the life she detested.

throne was never promised to Emperor Ryore Frost, but now that he has
ultimate power, his world is filled with possibilities. Citizens bow
at his feet, but their fleeting adoration is no match for his
obsession with the young Flame Princess. As his feelings for the
staunchly independent princess grow, a new threat emerges, bent on
undermining his efforts and betraying his sensibilities.

past tragedies, malevolent behaviour, and strong wills collide, which
will reign supreme?



The Peradon Fantasy Series Book 2
Releases December 25th, 2017!!

order to save the ones you love, you must be prepared to risk it all.
years have passed since that fateful day at the Frost Estate and
Violetta fails to shake the memories of her husband’s demise. Her
daughter Elinor cannot know of the part she played, but
that is only one of the Flame Queen’s problems.
a mysterious storm blanketing the whole of Peradon, Violetta, with
the help of Lord Jork and Xyhoni, sets out to uncover its source. The
last thing she expected was for her only child to vanish and for a
troublesome rumour to be circling Peradon.
her wits end, Violetta must journey through the four realms in search
of anyone who can help to find her daughter, but- is she willing to
accept the help of a traitor?

•٠•● (o,..,o) ●•٠•  Daccari Buchelli  •٠•● (o,..,o) ●•٠• 

in 1993, British writer Daccari Buchelli spends his time focusing on
his favourite genre, Fantasy. Having developed an early love of
literature, he became determined to create his own magical
wonderlands for fellow readers to explore. He spent his teenage years
working on several Fantasy novellas, which he has yet to release to
the general public. 

has since released the first book in a new Fantasy series, which
revolves around young royals and the elemental magic that they
possess. As an active member of the LGBT+ community, Mr Buchelli
hopes to help reduce intolerance and bullying by promoting acceptance
and understanding of those different to ourselves.

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Thursday, December 21, 2017

•٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠• Giveaway & Blog Tour For Flowers in Winter (Hart of Rock and Roll #5) by Mary J. Williams •٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠•

Flowers in Winter
(Hart of Rock and Roll Book 5)
by Mary J. Williams
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Grab this standalone book today.


Flowers in Winter (Hart of Rock and Roll #5)


Carson knows what her future holds. A good life. A secure life. Safe.
Steady. Boring.
has no one to blame but herself. She chose the path she's on. But,
she wants something more. Something different. Now. Before it's too

Sherman is a Rock God. And he isn't afraid to enjoy the perks. Money.
Fame. Beautiful women. As far as he's concerned, his life is perfect.
Until he meets smart, funny, talented, frustrating Tula Carson. The
one woman he can't resist. The only woman he can't have.

the surface, Tula and Fleet seem worlds apart. She grew up loved. He
just wants to forget his childhood. She's led a sheltered life. He's
experienced everything life had to offer. Yet, from their first
meeting, they clicked.

has a chance to fulfill her dreams. But the first step is always the
hardest. Will she jump, or play it safe?

doesn't believe he deserves a woman as good and sweet as Tula. For
her sake, he has to let her go.

love of music brought them together. Will their pasts tear them
apart? Do they need a Christmas miracle? Or will they realize love is
the greatest gift of all.

•٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠•  Mary J. Williams •٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠• 

love books, I always have and always will. Writing is an extension of
that and though it has taken me a while to get here, I now can
officially call myself a published author.

grew up on a ranch in Eastern Washington, so I wanted to set my books
on the Columbia River in Washington state. Harper Falls is completely
fictitious, but I think anyone from the area will know right where it
would be if it did exist.

hobbies are gardening, reading, baking(fattening desserts are my
favorite), exercise(I don't love it, but it is necessary due to the
desserts), and animals. I had a dog but when he died I couldn't bring
myself to replace him. That is why I wrote Edgar, the dog into "If
I Loved You", I consider him my surrogate puppy until I can get
a real one.
love to get feedback on my books so I hope everyone will feel free to
leave a question or visit my website(it is a work in progress, but
I'm getting there).

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Wednesday, December 20, 2017

•٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠• Giveaway & Blog Tour For Secrets? (Stockholm Sleuth Series Book 2) by Christer Tholin •٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠•

(Stockholm Sleuth Series Book 2)
by Christer Tholin
Genre: Mystery Crime Thriller

She’d made a huge mistake. She’d never make it out of here - they
were going to kill her."

the crime novella SECRETS?, fledgling private investigator Elin
Bohlander takes on what looks like an easy assignment — at first:
to determine if her client’s boyfriend is having an affair with
another woman. To do this, Elin follows him to a secluded cabin in
the woods, where she soon discovers that what’s actually
transpiring is stranger than anyone thought. Having ventured too far,
she’s stumbled upon a hornet’s nest and put her life at risk. But
it’s too late. Can Elin win the unequal fight against a gang of
brutal child molesters?

SECRETS? is the second, standalone
book from Christer Tholin’s 
Sleuth Series
In the previous novel VANISHED?, Elin and her colleague Lars solve
their first case together.

If you like fast-paced action and
surprising twists and turns, then you will love Christer Tholin's
sleuth series.

Another day at the office went by with nothing special going on. But Elin was now on fire, and she constantly checked her mail in the hope of finding a new request, but there was nothing. It was enough to drive her insane! She so wanted another assignment, one that would truly challenge her—one that was even more interesting than Helena’s. Elin had driven to the cabin a third time and seen the men there, but since nothing new had come of it, she decided she was done with it.
Now back at her apartment, she had changed into something comfortable and eaten a snack. She was standing in the bathroom washing her hands when Maja came home.
“Elin!” Maja was screaming. The door to the apartment slammed shut. Maja’s bag made a loud noise as it landed in a corner, and her rapid footsteps could be heard crossing the living room floor. Elin hurriedly dried her hands. This was not at all like Maja, who was usually the image of calm itself. Something must have happened. Elin opened the door to see Maja standing before her, her hands on her hips. Her face was red; her breathing, quick and shallow. She stared at Elin, furious: “What have you done? Where did you go with my car?”
“Maja, calm down! What happened?”
“I will not calm down! I want to know where you went with my car. Damn it!” Her dark eyes flashed at Elin.
“Fine, no problem. I’ll tell you. Come on, let’s sit down.” Elin stepped toward Maja and tried to take her in her arms, but Maja pushed her away.
“What? I haven’t done anything to you. Whatever it is, I didn’t do it intentionally. What’s going on with the car? Is something broken?” Elin looked at her, distraught. She had never seen Maja like this before. Usually, it was Maja who had to calm Elin, not the other way around. “Come on, let me hold you in my arms. I love you.”
That seemed to work. Maja lowered her eyes, and her shoulders dropped. Elin put her arm around her and drew her close. What was going on? Maja was sobbing. She embraced Elin and held her tight. Her shoulders jerked, and she was howling like a hyena. God Almighty, this must really be bad. Maja seldom cried, and never this hard. Elin was getting seriously worried. What had happened here? After all, she had parked the car in the courtyard, and everything had been fine. Unless someone had tried to break in, but that would have happened later. And why did Maja think Elin was to blame? That wasn’t like her at all.
Gradually, the sobbing subsided. Elin led Maja into the living room and sat her down on the couch. Squatting down before her, she looked into her tear-filled eyes.
“Now tell me everything, and if I’m to blame, I’ll admit it right away. Promise! And I’ll formally apologize. But I honestly have no idea what could be wrong with your car. I borrowed it again the day before yesterday, but then I parked it in the courtyard, as usual. Everything was still fine at that point. I swear!” Elin raised her right hand.
The corner of Maja’s mouth twitched briefly into an unsuccessful smile. She dug around in her pants pocket, produced a tissue, and blew her nose. Then she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. Luckily, she wasn’t wearing any makeup, or she would have looked even worse.
“I was attacked,” she finally gasped.
“What? Are you hurt?” Elin couldn’t believe it. Maja was extremely well trained—she could perform any self-defense move in her sleep. And what did this have to do with the car?
“No. They only threatened me.”
“That’s lucky.” Elin breathed a sigh of relief. At least, Maja was unharmed. “But who threatened you? Now please! Tell me the whole story from the beginning.” Elin gave her a penetrating look. “All right, Maja?”
Maja blew her nose once more and leaned back. “Yeah, OK. So I was walking out of the studio on my way to the underground. Since it was still so light out, I took the shortcut through the park. There was no one in sight other than that guy who’s been following me for the past few days. He was sitting on a bench in the middle of the park. I was trying to decide whether to turn around. But then I thought, ‘This is my chance to find out what this is all about,’ and I walked right up to him. He immediately stood up, and it was only then that I noticed he was wearing a mask. I wanted to go back right away, but when I turned around, there were three other guys standing before me, all with masks as well. I tried to escape to the right, but these guys already had a knife at my throat, and they were restraining me on all sides. Then they pulled me off the path and down into the bushes, and one of them whispered that I should keep my trap shut. I was sure they were going to rape me, and I was desperately trying to figure out how to break free. But then one of them—a tall guy, definitely over six feet—said that they just wanted to talk to me. I didn’t really believe that, but I waited to see what they would say.”
Elin stared at her, spellbound.
“I need something to drink,” Maja said.
Elin rose and went to the kitchen. She had an uneasy feeling for some reason. Four guys, of all things, and one of them very tall. That was surely no coincidence. But why?
Elin handed Maja a glass of water. Maja drank eagerly. “And what did they want?” asked Elin.
“They claimed I’d followed them in my car. And that they didn’t like having someone sneaking around behind them. This would be their first and final warning. If they saw either me or the car nearby again, our next meeting would proceed without a lot of talking. They said they’d make short shrift of me.” Maja had tears in her eyes again, and she let out several sobs. “I had to confirm that I understood. I obviously said yes. After that, one of them hit me in the stomach full force, and I blacked out. When I came to again, the four of them were gone.”
“God, how awful! I’m so sorry—I’m sure they were the same guys I was observing. I just don’t understand why they reacted so viciously. I’ve already put the whole thing to rest. Honestly, Maja, I didn’t want to pull you in. I’m sure it was me they were after.”
“Yeah, that much was clear to me by then. But did you go back to the cabin another time? You only told me about two surveillances. And the men didn’t see you at all, did they?”
“Well, yes, they did. The second time, they stopped briefly next to my—I mean, your car. I ducked right away, but they might have written down or photographed the license plate number. I’m sorry—that was my mistake. The first time, I did better and parked around the corner. I’m sure they didn’t see the car that time. Then the day before yesterday, I was there again for the third and last time because I just couldn’t get the whole business out of my head. I wanted to get through the surveillance quickly, so I drove the car down the dirt road to the fork where it turns off to the cabin. On their way back, they obviously drove by your car, but I was hoping they didn’t see it.”
Maja sighed. “But they did. Did you find anything out?”
“No, that’s why I put the whole thing to rest. The assignment is done. I just wanted to make sure one more time that nothing new had come up. But it was the same game as the other times: working together on their computers, four guys in two cars—nothing more.”
Maja was calmer now. Her breathing was steady again. “I’m sorry I lit into you earlier. It’s clear that it wasn’t your fault. I just needed to vent my frustrations on someone.”
“No problem. I probably deserved it, anyway. When I think of how they could have attacked me instead, then I know that I got off lightly with your tirade. But that should be a lesson to me: I’ll no longer use your car for detective work. I see now what comes of that. But tell me, can you describe these guys at all?”
Maja shook her head. “No. They all had on black masks, hoodies, jeans, and sneakers. The one who was following me earlier was wearing a brown parka, as usual—otherwise, I’m sure I never would have recognized him. And as I said, one of the other three guys was very tall. Aside from that, I didn’t notice anything special.”
Elin thought it over. “It fits in any case. I mean, who else could it be? I just don’t understand why they would make such a big deal out of it. If all they’re doing is playing harmless computer games, they wouldn’t have had such a violent reaction. Something about the whole thing stinks—I’ve had that feeling from the very beginning. Four guys who meet in secret in a secluded place several times a week ... that can’t possibly be harmless.”
Maja sat up. “You’re not really thinking of pursuing this further, are you? To be honest, I’ve had enough. I can usually put up a good fight, but four men armed with knives—I’d rather not risk that again. And I can tell you: they meant what they said.”
Elin raised both hands in defense. “Stop worrying! Under no circumstances do I want anything to happen to you. But it bothers the hell out of me that they could get away with this intimidation act so easily. In my view, our best move would be to bring in the police. They’d definitely find something interesting here—if only I knew what it was.”
“Thanks, but I really have no interest in dealing with the police. You know how overworked they are. And since nothing serious happened to me, I can imagine what priority they would give this incident. Also, if these guys ever caught wind that the police were involved, they’d get in their heads to make good on their threat. I really don’t need that, thank you very much.”
“Yeah, I know. But this situation doesn’t exactly feel safe, either. I mean, how do we know that they’ll leave us in peace, even if we just lay low? Think about it. You run across one of these guys by chance. You don’t even recognize him, but he alerts the others, and there you are again with a knife at your throat.”
Maja looked at Elin in horror. “Do you have to be so graphic? I’ve got chills running down my spine.”
“You’re right, though. It’s still a risk. Let me see how I cope with it. Ask me again in a few days—maybe I’ll change my mind. But please do not do anything without my consent! This thing concerns me now, too. You can’t make the decisions on your own.”
“All right, Scout’s Honor. I’ll discuss everything with you beforehand.”
Elin could easily understand Maja’s point. And she would keep her promise. On the other hand, her detective instincts had been aroused, and she wondered what lay behind this thing. Just what sort of plot were they hatching in that cabin?
Elin rose and walked to the window. She looked down at the entryway to the house on the other side of the street. There was no one there.
“At least, they seem to have called off their surveillance. I don’t see anyone there.”
“Sounds good. That’s something, anyway.” Maja made no effort to check Elin’s observation but instead went straight to the kitchen. “I need to eat something now. And a glass of wine would also be good. Now that I think about it, more like several glasses.”
That was something Elin could fully endorse. Right now, a little normalcy and relaxation were just what they both needed.

(Stockholm Sleuth Series Book 1)

could only hope he’d get out of here in one piece.”

come to terms with his recent divorce, Martin, an attorney in Berlin,
plans a peaceful vacation – two weeks in a Swedish summer house
seem to be the solution. It won’t be peaceful, however, and those
two weeks will change his life forever. He takes a liking to Liv, a
Swedish woman whom he meets in the neighborhood. Unfortunately, they
don’t get to have their first date – Liv disappears under
mysterious circumstances. Martin begins his search but soon realizes
he can’t find Liv in a foreign country by himself. He hires two
private investigators, and their discoveries make everything seem
even stranger. 

complexities in this suspenseful criminal case lead to a hunt across
Sweden. Martin comes close to finding answers, but his search lands
him in very real danger, eventually leading to the first deaths. Soon
he‘s wondering if he can get Liv and himself out of this situation

•٠•● (o,..,o) ●•٠• Christer Tholin •٠•● (o,..,o) ●•٠• 

author grew up in the North of Germany, Schleswig-Holstein. Today, he
lives together with his family in Stockholm, Sweden, where he works
as management consultant.

for ages he has been a great fan of crime stories and therefore, had
the desire to write his own crime story with the characters acting in
Sweden. This crime-fiction is now available under the title

crime novel starts at a slower pace - like Martin's holidays, but the
tension goes up more and more. It comes to a number of surprising
turns giving new impulses to the story. Apart from that, the lovely
country Sweden is described with the view of a foreigner.

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