Two of our FVP Featured Authors, Victoria Bastedo and Jeffrey Cook are going to be signing and selling books at the I HEART BOOKS event in Renton, WA on Saturday, Feb. 13th from 3-10pm. They’ll be at DOG AND PONY ALEHOUSE 351 Park Ave N, Renton, along with several other authors.
The event will double as a launch party for Biker Chicks! An anthology of hot MC romance where woman are in charge. Author A.J. Downey is host of the party. All proceeds from the anthology go directly in support of the Lake Washington Chapter of Bikers Against Child Abuse in support of their mission to help the littlest victims. B.A.C.A. is a non-profit organization that provides victim support and services to children who have been the victim of abuse, be it in a domestic capacity or otherwise.
Jeffrey Cook will have his newest release, written with Katherine Perkins, along with his other titles to sign as well. You can see more about STREET FAIR, the second book in The Fair Folk Chronicles, and read an excerpt below:
Cassia handed her a tan-and-green laminated slip of paper, bearing the words BACKSTAGE PASS. “These will get you through the gate, and over to the Market. Finn here will be keeping an eye on the passage a little.” As Megan got used to the big man’s presence and started to associate him with Faerie things like knowing where the gate was, the massive figure began to resemble the other trolls Megan had seen in Faerie.
“Finn?” Megan asked, extending a hand. “So, you’re the bouncer?”
The troll grinned, displaying questionable dentistry and some jagged teeth. “Nah, just filling in. Mostly a roadie for Cass and Nell. And a model.” He shifted the meat-ladened sticks held in his hand to the other to free a hand, wiped it on his jeans, and shook her hand carefully.
“A model?” Megan blinked, looking confused.
Cassia filled in. “Finn is very proud of having helped to inspire the sculpture under the Aurora Bridge.”
“Ah. That makes …sense.” Megan looked at Finn. “So you’re an under-the-bridge-type troll?”
“Once upon a time,” Finn said, smiling wryly. “Nowadays, I’ve got a great apartment. The upstairs neighbors are just as noisy, but I like the place.” He then glanced at his snack, shifting one of the sticks back and offering it to Megan. “Goat kebab?”