Cover Reveal – MORIBUND by Genevieve Iseult Eldredge

MORIBUND Cover Reveal

Monster House Books and author Genevieve Iseult Eldredge are revealing the cover to MORIBUND, the first book in the young adult paranormal romance series, The Circuit Fae, releasing September 12, 2017. See below for the cover, information on the book, and pre-order links.

MORIBUND (Circuit Fae #1) by Genevieve Iseult Eldredge

MORIBUND (Circuit Fae #1) by Genevieve Iseult Eldredge

About the Book
Title: MORIBUND
Series: The Circuit Fae #1
Author: Genevieve Iseult Eldredge
Publisher: Monster House Books
Release Date: September 12, 2017
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
High school sophomore Syl Skye is an ordinary girl. At least, she’s trying to be. School photographer and all-around geek, she introverts hard and keeps her crush on sexy-hot glam-Goth star Euphoria on the down-low. But when a freak accident Awakens her slumbering power, Syl is forced to accept a destiny she never wanted—as the last sleeper-princess of the fair Fae.

Suddenly hunted by the dark Fae, Syl’s pretty sure things can’t get any worse. Until she discovers her secret crush, Euphoria, is really a dark Circuit Fae able to harness the killing magic in technology. Even worse, she’s been sent to destroy Syl. With mean girls and magic and dark Fae trying to kill her, it’ll take more than just “clap if you believe in fairies” to save Syl’s bacon—not to mention, her heart.

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MORIBUND (Circuit Fae #1) by Genevieve Iseult Eldredge (Full Cover)

MORIBUND (Circuit Fae #1) by Genevieve Iseult Eldredge (Full Cover)

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Author Genevieve Iseult Eldredge

Author Genevieve Iseult Eldredge

About the Author
Genevieve Iseult Eldredge writes LGBTQ YA because as a young adult, she never had any lesbian heroes like her.

Now she brings together her love of LGBTQ literature, urban fantasy, young adult fiction, and the secret world of the Fae in her lesbian YA series, Circuit Fae–so that young adults of the LGBTQ community can have heroes that understand, that think and act, live and love like them.

GIE is also an MFA grad, a martial artist, a self-rescuing princess, and all-around strong female character. She’s multi-published, and in her role as an editor has helped hundreds of authors make their dream of being published a reality.

GIE believes in fairies (in fact, she’s clapping right now), true love (not “to blave”), and championing the often-unheard female voice. She might be using D&D figures to plot out an epic fight scene right now..

Where to Find Genevieve Iseult Eldredge
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Sale and Giveaway – CHAMELEON by Zoe Kalo

CHAMELEON Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for CHAMELEON, a young adult gothic novel, by Zoe Kalo. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway. You can pick up the eBook for just $0.99 through February 21!

CHAMELEON by Zoe Kalo

CHAMELEON by Zoe Kalo

About the Book – NOW ON SALE FOR JUST $0.99!
Title: CHAMELEON
Author: Zoe Kalo
Release Date: February 2, 2017
Genre: Young Adult Gothic
Links: Goodreads | Amazon

Synopsis
Kicked out of school, 17-year old Paloma finds herself in an isolated convent in the tropical forests of 1970s Puerto Rico, where she must overcome her psychosis in order to help a spirit and unveil a killer.

An isolated convent, a supernatural presence, a dark secret…

17-year-old Paloma only wanted to hold a séance to contact her dead father. She never thought she would be kicked out of school and end up in an isolated convent. Now, all she wants is to be left alone. But slowly, she develops a bond with a group of girls: kind-hearted Maria, insolent Silvy, pathological liar Adelita, and their charismatic leader Rubia.

When, yet again, Paloma holds a séance in the hope of contacting her father, she awakens an entity that has been dormant for years. And then, the body count begins. Someone doesn’t want the secret out…

Are the ghost and Paloma’s suspicions real—or only part of her growing paranoia and delusions?

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Excerpt #2
Madre Estela remained standing by the door. “Get a bucket and fill it with water.”

Her hypercritical eyes sliced through my self-worth as I grabbed one of the metal buckets, lifted it into the sink, and turned on the faucet. I watched, transfixed, as the water gushed like a torrent spurting from an open artery. The cold spray raised goosebumps on my arms.

Madre Estela snapped her fingers. “Move.”

As I hauled the bucket to the door, some of the water slushed over the edge and splattered to the floor.

“Add the detergent,” she said stiffly, irritated by my clumsiness.

I chose a green bottle, twisted the cap, and poured. The acrid pine smell stung my nostrils.

“Get a sponge and a brush from there. Get going. We don’t have all evening—unless you want to work in the dark.”

I gritted my teeth, but pretended not to be bothered. I suspected that the one thing that this nun couldn’t stand was indifference.

Outside, it was almost dusk. In spite of the intense screeching of the coquíes, the drum of the waterfall hit my ears. It was louder now than the last time I’d been here. How was that possible?

I felt a drop of rain. Great.

Madre Estela put one hand out, palm up. “My, my. What’s this?” She looked chagrined, and I suddenly realized why. If it rained, I would have to go inside, ruining her plans. “What are you standing there for? Start scrubbing.”

I was tempted to throw the bucket of greenish water at her face. Instead, I prayed for rain as I walked across the rose garden. Once at the gate, I glanced back at her.

“You’ll work until I come for you, understood?” she said, hands on hips in her usual stance. She pointed to one of the second-floor windows. “I’ll be watching from there.”

And that was it. She was gone.

For a moment I just stood there. If only my friends could see me now. They would never believe it.

I opened the gate and walked into the graveyard. The statue of Gabriel greeted me, its face fiercer in the dusk. The temperature must have been in the low seventies. I was glad I had my cardigan.

Suddenly, the garden lamp post lit up. I turned, startled. I wasn’t sure if it had automatically switched on or if someone, maybe Madre Estela, had done it from indoors. I glanced up at the second-floor window, expecting to find her face. I had the chilling sensation of being watched. There was nothing. The windows glowed with yellow light, a multitude of feral eyes keeping guard.

However, behind one of the ground-floor windows on the right, a figure appeared. Tall, blurred. Madre Superiora? I was sure that was her office. Yet, something about the shape of the head and the shoulders made me think of…Rubia. What was she doing in Madre Superiora’s office?

Just as abruptly as it’d appeared, the figure vanished from view.

The incident left me strangely unsettled.

Focus.

I splashed some of the water on one of the tombstones and got to work. The sound of hard bristles against stone blocked the hum of the waterfall. Almost.

Go away, damn it.

As I crouched to work on a second tombstone, doing my best not to get wet in the process, something shifted at the edge of my vision. I jumped to my feet, my heart thudding. Gabriel. Its wings had rippled with movement.

Dear God…what’s happening to me?

I rubbed my forehead and grimaced, my fingers shaking.

I felt another drop of rain. If it was going to rain, why didn’t it? The sky was playing with me, too. Mocking me.

I cursed the clouds and started scrubbing again.

I had another sensation of being watched and this time, yes, it was Madre Estela behind the window. I pretended I hadn’t seen her and tried to keep focused on the task at hand. The water had turned blackish with grime.

I don’t know how long I scrubbed. I lost track of time. But it was dark. My back and shoulders were sore and my hands stung from the harsh detergent.

Madre Estela was long gone from the window.

Half panting, I sat down on the edge of the tombstone and tossed the brush aside in disgust. I looked at the statue again, but it was motionless. I turned to the windows again, my eyes slowly moving from one to the other.

From one to the other.

Expecting to see the face. Wanting to see it.

Nothing.

Yet, that weird sensation of being watched, again.

My gaze shifted to the woods, to the exact place where the cemetery ended and the forest started. There was a path there. Narrow, obscured by the trees. For a long moment I sat, mesmerized. Then I stood up and began to approach it. The breeze picked up as I got closer, carrying with it the cool, slightly pungent smell of the waterfall.

I stopped at the very edge, the darkness enveloping me, the dampness seeping through my clothes.

The wind sighed, rustling the leaves and fluttering my hair.

Icy breath, on the back of my neck.

I’m in here… a voice whispered from the shadows.

I spun around in terror.

Then I hit something hard.

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About the Author
A certified bookworm and ailurophile, Zoe Kalo has always been obsessed with books and reading. Reading led to writing—compulsively. No surprise that at 16, she wrote her first novel, which her classmates read and passed around secretly. The pleasure of writing and sharing her fantasy worlds has stayed with her, so now she wants to pass her stories to you with no secrecy—but with lots of mystery. She lives amongst cats and books in Belgium, and is the author of the Cult of the Cat young adult fantasy series and the Retribution novella series for adults.

Sign up for her newsletter at www.ZoeKalo.com and get her exclusive short story “Irkalla.”.

Where to Find Zoe Kalo
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Trailer Reveal – AS YOU LAY SLEEPING by Katlyn Duncan

AS YOU LAY SLEEPING Trailer Reveal

HQ Digital and author Katlyn Duncan are unveiling the trailer to AS YOU LAY SLEEPING, a young adult thriller, releasing February 20, 2017. See below for the cover, information on the book, pre-order links, and a link to add it to your Goodreads TBR.

AS YOU LAY SLEEPING by Katlyn Duncan

AS YOU LAY SLEEPING by Katlyn Duncan

About the Book
Title: AS YOU LAY SLEEPING
Author: Katlyn Duncan
Publisher: HQ Digital
Genre: Young Adult Thriller
Release Date: February 20, 2017
Links: GoodreadsAmazon | Barnes & Noble | Kobo

Synopsis
I did it all for you…

Cara’s boyfriend is dead.

When fingers start pointing at her, she knows she’s in more trouble than she originally thought. Because Cara can see that something isn’t right.

As her carefully constructed life begins to crumble, Cara isn’t sure who she is anymore.

But maybe that’s exactly what someone wants her to think…
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Author Katlyn Duncan

Author Katlyn Duncan

About the Author
Katlyn Duncan was born and raised in a small town in western Massachusetts. Her overactive imagination involved invisible friends, wanting to be a Disney Princess and making up her own stories. Her bibliophile mom always encouraged her love of reading and that stayed with her ever since. Even though she works full time in the medical field Katlyn has always made time for books, whether she is reading or writing them.

Katlyn now lives in southern Connecticut with her husband and adorable Wheaten Terrier and she is thrilled to finally share her stories with the world.

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Where to Find Katlyn Duncan
Goodreads | Website | Facebook | Twitter | Amazon
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Sale and Giveaway – CHAMELEON by Zoe Kalo

CHAMELEON Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for CHAMELEON, a young adult gothic novel, by Zoe Kalo. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway. And for a limited time,  you can pick up the eBook for just $0.99!

CHAMELEON by Zoe Kalo

CHAMELEON by Zoe Kalo

About the Book – NOW ON SALE FOR JUST $0.99!
Title: CHAMELEON
Author: Zoe Kalo
Release Date: February 2, 2017
Genre: Young Adult Gothic
Links: Goodreads | Amazon

Synopsis
Kicked out of school, 17-year old Paloma finds herself in an isolated convent in the tropical forests of 1970s Puerto Rico, where she must overcome her psychosis in order to help a spirit and unveil a killer.

An isolated convent, a supernatural presence, a dark secret…

17-year-old Paloma only wanted to hold a séance to contact her dead father. She never thought she would be kicked out of school and end up in an isolated convent. Now, all she wants is to be left alone. But slowly, she develops a bond with a group of girls: kind-hearted Maria, insolent Silvy, pathological liar Adelita, and their charismatic leader Rubia.

When, yet again, Paloma holds a séance in the hope of contacting her father, she awakens an entity that has been dormant for years. And then, the body count begins. Someone doesn’t want the secret out…

Are the ghost and Paloma’s suspicions real—or only part of her growing paranoia and delusions?

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Excerpt #3
The foliage swallowed me. Sodden leaves gave under my shoes. Twisted limbs and giant ferns reached out to scratch my arms, my legs.

“Adelita!” I called, hastening my pace.

Flash of white ahead.

“Adelita!” No response. “Damn it. It’s getting freaking dark!”

Voices? I halted, panting.

Then broke into a run again. The mist, carried by the waterfall, clung to my lashes, my cheeks, my lips. I tasted its bitterness on my tongue.

Giggling.

“I’m here!” Adelita called.

I slowed my pace. Toward the end of the path, fibrous vines hung from branches like a curtain of snakes. I pushed them aside and staggered forward. Slowly, I looked up.

Against the blackening sky, the monster roared, cradled by twisted, stunted trunks and wisps of fog, looming over me in all its brutal magnificence. Its crystalline waters gushed ferociously, cascading into a murky, swirling pool that spiraled into a descending rock-studded stream gurgling with white iridescent foam.

A cloud of spray enveloped me, cold and impersonal like the wings of some giant bat. Had it not been for one of the vines, I would have fallen to my knees.

Cold water, sucking me down, searing my throat, my eyes. Can’t see, can’t breathe; his hands grab me; blackness, like tar, steals its way down my lungs, spreading its web and filling every corner, every crevice; utter agony before oblivion settles—

The sight of Adelita, standing at the edge of the pool, shook me out of my trance. She was very still, her skirt puffing from the thundering falls.

“Step back!” I shouted.

Slowly, Adelita lifted her arm and pointed to the center of the waterfall. “She’s in there.”

“Who?” When she didn’t answer, I answered for her. “The ghost? Your invisible friend?”

Adelita lowered her arm. She seemed to have fallen into one of her sudden spells.

“Is that who you were speaking to?” I said urgently.

She was silent.

“Adelita,” I coaxed. She was about ten yards from me. I took one step toward her, my toes curling. “Please… step back.”

“She wants to speak to us,” Adelita said, moving closer to the edge.

“What’s wrong with you? Stop!”

She turned her head to look at me. When she smiled, her teeth looked unnaturally white, as if the iridescence of the foamy water reflected on them.

I edged a little closer and extended my hand. “Please.” I clenched my teeth. “I can’t come any closer,” I said, stressing each word. I squeezed my eyes shut, willing reality to go away, willing it all to be a nightmare. But when I opened my eyes, Adelita’s toes stood just over the edge. For an instant, as if suspended, she seemed to sway, before she opened her wings like an angel about to take flight.

“No!” I sprang forward and seized her arm. She twisted, lost her balance and clutched at my gold chain—“No!”—The gold snapped. I grabbed her shirt and jerked her toward me. We staggered in a drunken embrace before stumbling to the ground. My hand groped wildly around my neck, but my pendant, the most precious object I possessed, was gone. I searched for it on my hands and knees, my flesh sinking into the cold, wet earth.

Then I stood and stared hard at her.

Smudged with dirt, she sagged against a moss-covered boulder. “It’s in there,” she said, her gaze lowered, pointing to the water.

“How do you know?”

“I saw it fall,” she said.

A jolt of nausea hit me and I held my stomach. “That can’t be.”

I stared at the swirling pool and thought I saw it twinkling in the depths. I squeezed my eyes shut—for an eternity, it seemed—before I spun and grabbed Adelita and shook her violently. “You’re lying! That’s what you do. You lie.” I kept shaking her. I wanted to hurt her, hurt her. That was the only way to ease my pain.

She started whimpering, in a manner not unlike my sister Sara. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she kept saying.

I shoved her away and reeled backwards. I felt breathless, delirious.

I glanced one more time at the swirling pool, before I grasped her muddy hand and we headed back. She didn’t resist, an obedient, repentant little child.

By the time we got back to the graveyard, it was already dark. The lamp post cast an iridescent glow on the white roses and tombstones.

To my dismay, Madre Estela had just stepped out of the garden gate and was marching in our direction. With the light behind her, her face was a black mask. But her chin was high and her stride purposeful.

As if out of habit, she went for Adelita first. “What are you doing here? You haven’t done any of your chores.”

I stepped forward and shielded Adelita with my arm. “This isn’t her fault,” I said quickly. “I told her to come and help me.”

She bared her teeth. “Help do what?” she said, her eyes sweeping over our dirt-covered hair and clothes.

“We heard voices coming from there,” I said, gesturing. “We thought one of the girls had gotten lost, so we decided to take a look.”

This made her pause, but only for an instant—before her hand came down, hard and brutal. I staggered backwards, more from shock than pain. No one had ever slapped me before. I touched my burning cheek and just stared at her.

“Voices here, voices there,” she said, disgusted, as if she couldn’t stand to hear more of it. “There are no voices, do you understand? No voices,” she repeated, as if she were trying to convince herself of the fact.

“You should know better than listen to Adelita’s lies.”

Adelita didn’t even flinch when Madre Estela twisted her ear. I thought she was going to wrench it off her head right in front of my eyes.

“Pick up the things and go change immediately, both of you,” she ordered, “before you catch pneumonia.”

Before we went inside, I glanced back at Madre Estela. The vegetation rose up behind her, dark and menacing. Her eyes seemed strangely unfocused. She was clutching her wooden cross and murmuring a prayer. A gust of wind rattled the branches.

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About the Author
A certified bookworm and ailurophile, Zoe Kalo has always been obsessed with books and reading. Reading led to writing—compulsively. No surprise that at 16, she wrote her first novel, which her classmates read and passed around secretly. The pleasure of writing and sharing her fantasy worlds has stayed with her, so now she wants to pass her stories to you with no secrecy—but with lots of mystery. She lives amongst cats and books in Belgium, and is the author of the Cult of the Cat young adult fantasy series and the Retribution novella series for adults.

Sign up for her newsletter at www.ZoeKalo.com and get her exclusive short story “Irkalla.”.

Where to Find Zoe Kalo
Goodreads | Website | Facebook | Twitter

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Cover Reveal + Giveaway – FRAGILE CHAOS by Amber R. Duel

Radiant Crown Publishing and author Amber R. Duel are unveiling the cover to FRAGILE CHAOS, a young adult fantasy romance, releasing July 11, 2017. See below for the cover, information on the book, and details on her giveaway.

FRAGILE CHAOS by Amber R. Duel

FRAGILE CHAOS by Amber R. Duel

About the Book
Title: FRAGILE CHAOS
Author: Amber R. Duel
Publisher: Radiant Crown Publishing
Release Date: July 11, 2017
Genre:
 Young Adult Fantasy Romance
Links: Goodreads

Synopsis
A GOD OF WAR SEEKING RESTORATION.

AN UNWILLING SACRIFICIAL BRIDE.

BETRAYAL THAT COULD DESTROY THEM BOTH.

“[E]very fiber of my being is woven from the rage of mortals.”

Theodric, the young God of War, has a talent for inciting conflict and bloodshed. After being stripped of his powers by his older brother, King of Gods, he sets out to instigate a mortal war to prove himself worthy of being restored to power.

“I loved Kisk once; it was my home… But that was before. This is now.”

Sixteen-year-old Cassia, like many in the modern era, believes gods and goddesses to be just a myth. Enemy to her country and an orphan of the war, she has no time for fairy tales. That’s until religious zealots from Theo’s sect offer her up as a sacrifice.

Can Cassia and Theo end the mortal war and return balance to the earth and heavens? Or, will their game of fate lead down a path of destruction, betrayal, and romance neither of them saw coming?

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Author Amber R. Duel

Author Amber R. Duel

About the Author
Amber R. Duell was born and raised in a small town in Central New York. While it will always be home, she’s spent the last six years living in Germany and Maine as a military wife where the next step is always an adventure.

When Amber isn’t writing, she’s wrangling her two young sons. She is a lover of history, a fan of snowboarding, and a travel enthusiast. In her downtime, she can be found curling up with a good book and a cat or two.

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Where to Find Amber R. Duel
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – CLAN by Realm Lovejoy

CLAN Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for CLAN, a stand-alone young adult science fiction/zombie dystopia, by Realm Lovejoy, now available in Audiobook format. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

CLAN by Realm Lovejoy

CLAN by Realm Lovejoy

About the Book – NOW AVAILABLE IN AUDIOBOOK!
Title: CLAN
Author: Realm Lovejoy
Release Date: November 12, 2013
Genre: Young Adult Science Fiction/Zombies
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Audible

Synopsis
“Highly enjoyable, thought-provoking sci-fi by an author with considerable talent and promise.”–Kirkus Reviews

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Clans are Unity.

No variation. No deviation.

On Clades, to be a Clan is to be an exact copy. A perfect society cloning themselves to survive, even as the zombielike Frags threaten to overrun them on an unforgiving planet.

Clan 1672 (privately known as Twain) was never supposed to survive the Incubation Tank. But he did. Illegally. He is different from the other Clans.

A secret that could destroy him.

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Excerpt #5
Twain huddled under his sheets, curling up to keep the heat from escaping. Some rain made its way through the roof, occasionally plopping onto his forehead. He wiped a raindrop off with the hem of his cover and stared at the dark opening of the entryway. The sky grumbled like a boulder being rolled down the rocky crags, loud and echoing. Then a flash of blue brilliantly lit the sky. Twain stared out in awe, having never seen a storm. Why is the weather acting up like this? He kept an eye out for lightning coming too close.

Buster moaned and started thrashing about in his sleep. “1249…” he whimpered.

Another bolt of lightning cracked.

Buster howled and sat up.

“Shut up,” Chad grumbled angrily.

“Are you all right?” Twain asked.

“Just nightmares…”

“You seem to have them a lot. What’re they about?”

Buster eased his body back down. “People who look like me, coming after me, warping in and out…”

Chad snorted. “Check: we’re Clans.”

“No,” Buster mumbled. “It’s worse in my dreams. When I look in one of their eyes, I reflect back in it, and it becomes an infinite me.” Buster paused for a second. “It makes me wonder, is experience enough to shape us into individuals?”

“We’re proof of it, right?” Twain remarked.

“Shut it,” Chad snapped. “Both of you.”

“Do you have a favorite color?” Buster asked.

Twain shrugged. “I don’t know, do you?”

“I like red.”

“Me too.”

“You only said that ’cause I said it. Come on, if you could only live with one color, what would it be?”

“Hmmm…”

Chad smacked the floor with his fist and growled.

Twain leaned over and whispered, “Blue.”

He remembered how life was a few weeks ago, waking up in Twigg’s home after some healing time in the fluid. The blue of the Mother—the Incubation Tank—always comforted him as the only light source in the dark. And during the day, before he’d been allowed to go to Contribution, the hint of blue sky showing through the frosted glass. How he’d wanted to go outside.

Different favorite colors. You and me. Drawing a dividing line between the two. Twain was vulnerable without the umbilical connection to Unity.

“It feels lonesome,” Twain whispered to nobody in particular.

To be different—it felt solitary. He realized that maybe his yearning for Unity wasn’t for the cultural value, but because he wanted to be with others and to belong. Meeting Buster and Chad, though, the feeling was even deeper. A yearning for friendship?

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Author Realm Lovejoy

Author Realm Lovejoy

About the Author
Realm Lovejoy is an American writer and an artist. She grew up in both Washington State and the Japanese Alps of Nagano, Japan. Currently she lives in Seattle and works as an artist in the video game industry. CLAN is her first book. You can find out more about her and her books at realmlovejoy.com

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Where to Find Realm Lovejoy
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – OBSIDIAN SKY (Dark Sky) by Amy Braun

OBSIDIAN SKY Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for Obsidian Sky, the third book in the young adult dystopian romance series, Dark Sky, by Amy Braun. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

Obsidian Sky (Dark Sky #3) by Amy Braun

Obsidian Sky (Dark Sky #3) by Amy Braun

About the Book
Title: Obsidian Sky
Series: Dark Sky #3
Author: Amy Braun
Release Date: February 7, 2017
Genre: Young Adult Dystopian
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | Smashwords

Synopsis
The final struggle against the Hellions has arrived. A trapped engineer and a desperate marauder scramble to fight an enemy with unspeakable power on its side. Time is running out, and one world will be destroyed…

After sacrificing herself to save the lives of her friends and family, Claire Abernathy struggles to outwit her Hellion captors. They torment and terrify her into working on a weapon with the sole purpose of obliterating the world, friends, and love she has struggled to save. If Claire has any chance of saving those she loves, she must delve deeper into the Hellion world, and witness nightmares she could never imagine.

In Westraven, Sawyer Kendric is desperate to find the woman he loves. To do so, he must finally embrace his family’s atrocious past and heal the wounds it has caused. He will be forced to make new allies, uncover secrets that change all he knows, and find the courage to lead a ragtag crew into the darkest, deadliest battle of their lives.

Claire and Sawyer fight to save their broken world in the final installment of the epic DARK SKY trilogy..

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Excerpt

Chapter 1

Sawyer

The storm came out of nowhere. They always did.

I gritted my teeth and held up the crate lid, protecting my face from the fresh torrent of hail that came on the wind. The shards of ice pummeled the battered wood, then vanished completely when the wind changed. I tossed down my makeshift shield, grabbed the spokes of the helm, and fought the wind.

“Hard to port!” I bellowed. My throat was already burning from constantly shouting orders, and more yelling wasn’t helping.

Good thing it’s raining, I thought grimly.

I watched Nash sprint across the deck below, racing for the trap door to repeat my command to Gemma. We were in the air when the storm hit, and Nash refused to follow any order until Gemma was safely tucked away in the engine room, using the airship’s automated controls to alter our course instead of changing sails by dangling hundreds of feet in the air on a piece of rope.

I didn’t argue with him. I knew what it was like, to be so in love with someone that you couldn’t think about anything but protecting them.

But you didn’t. You let her go. You weren’t strong enough to defend her. You weren’t strong enough to save her.

Shoving the truth back down, I wrenched the wheel to the left. The Dauntless Wanderer pitched, pushed by the savage wind. I twisted the helm around and around, my biceps burning as the Dauntless struggled to obey me. I could feel the wooden slats of the quarterdeck vibrating under my feet as the generator struggled to turn the sails. I watched the masts twist and grind in their riveted sockets on the deck. If I pushed them too hard against the wind, they would bend and we would lose control. The top of the main mast was already swaying ominously in the punishing wind.

I mastered the ship. Not the weather.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Nash race up the deck steps and came to a halt next to me. All my focus was on the ink black clouds ahead. I was searching for darker ones.

“Sawyer, we have to go back,” Nash shouted in my ear.

“Not yet,” I yelled back. “We can hold another five minutes.”

As if hearing me, the wind shifted again. I grabbed the crate lid. Nash ducked down and covered his head with his hands. Chunky blocks of hail beat down on us, but I shielded Nash and myself from the worst of it.

As soon as the hail switched to rain, I dropped the crate lid. Nash rose to his feet and swung in front of me. He grabbed some empty spokes on the helm and kept me from turning the wheel.

“Sawyer, we can’t stay out here.”

I looked at my friend, the first person I recruited to my crew. He’d been with me for nearly four years. I trusted him more than anyone else in the world. He would never lead me astray, never abandon me, never tell me something I didn’t need to hear.

Right now, I wanted to punch his lights out.

“Let go,” I warned.

I tried to jerk the wheel out of his grasp, but even when my arms weren’t sore from maneuvering an airship in a rain-wind-hail storm, Nash was stronger than me. His muscles were almost twice the size of mine. I knew how to fight with a blade. Nash earned his reputation with his fists. The dog-faced tattoo from his old marauder life– when he was forced to fight for survival against fiendish killers– snarled up at me from the dark skin of his arm. Cuts from sharp hail lined his cheeks and arms. He was bruised, exhausted, and worried. But he wouldn’t back down.

“We won’t find anything out here,” he said. “The storm will get worse, and the Dauntless can’t risk taking major hits. We don’t have anyone to repair her if she does.”

Anger and pain spiked in my chest. But Nash wasn’t done.

“We have a little girl on board, Sawyer. Or did you forget about her?”

Abby. How could I forget her? Every time I looked at those blonde curls and bright green eyes, I saw them on an older, willowy young woman. I thought about her pale skin, soft lips, and achingly sad eyes. I remembered how heartbroken she’d been when she walked away to save our lives.

To save my life.

Abby was a wreck, same as me. Her big sister would never forgive me if anything happened to her.

If that wasn’t enough, Nash had one more nail to drive into my heart.

“Do you think Claire would want us risking ourselves like this to find her?”

He was asking a question that would hurt in more ways than one, because it was the only way I would listen. I knew the answer, of course.

She would be furious. In fact, she would probably try to punch me again. I would probably welcome it, if that meant I would see her and know she was safe.

Not a warrior, but a fighter at heart. That was my Claire.

My chest tightened. I closed my eyes and sighed. It hurt to breathe.

“The storm’s coming from the north. Tell Gemma to keep turning south. We’re heading back to the ports.”

Nash checked my eyes, making sure I wouldn’t break my word. It stung to know he doubted me now.

He let go of the wheel and raced down the stairs. I kept turning the helm, shifting toward the dull grey skies of Westraven. I steadied the wheel and waited a couple more minutes until I was sure

Nash would be safe below deck with Gemma.

Then I took a deep breath, hit the accelerator, and left another hope behind.

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Now that the Dauntless sailed freely, I constantly expected an attack. Someone to ambush us and take my ship. I would be killed and my friends enslaved. I dreaded to think what would happen to Abby, who was little more than a scared child.

But even now, with the Behemoth destroyed, no one ventured into the ports. When the Hellions entered Aon and attacked Westraven a decade ago in The Storm, dozens of survivors fled to the expansive tarmac. It used to be the Westraven Trade Board’s landing pad for other provincial airships to land with their goods, and it was assumed that the five hundred foot square air hangar in the middle of the concrete tarmac would be filled with enough supplies to outlast the Hellions.

But it didn’t matter when the monsters landed in their raiding skiffs and burst into the building. They were always watching, always hunting, and always knowing where to strike.

For a few months, smaller bands of survivors tried to sneak inside the ports during daylight and the rainy seasons, trying to get inside the hangar and assuming the Hellions wouldn’t find them.

They always did.

It didn’t take long for most of Westraven to decide that the ports were cursed, and nothing in them was worth the risk of being devoured. I suppose that even with the Behemoth gone, they wanted to keep thinking that. Maybe they would keep thinking that until the Breach was closed. If that was the case, the ports would stay cursed for a long time.

I had a bad habit of taking potentially suicidal risks. While the other survivors assumed the ports were cursed, I decided to take them over. It was a safe place for me to hide my ship– and myself.

I dropped the speed of the Dauntless, letting her glide over the concrete tarmac toward the hangar. I liked speed, but I understood the value of patience. It had taken me two years to find my ship and set up traps so it wouldn’t be stolen. Another year to clean up the worst of the damage. Two more years to move the damn ship in the rainy seasons and daylight, constantly watching the skies to make sure the Hellions wouldn’t blast it to pieces, and yet another year to do more thorough repairs in the hangar.

Not easy to do when you’re a lonely, orphaned seventeen-year old––or was I eighteen now? I couldn’t remember––with a family name that everyone hates.

Even with all those years of labor and fighting for survival against the people I stole from, it hadn’t been enough. The generator had been damaged, and I hadn’t gotten the Dauntless to fly no matter what experimental repairs I did. No one had been able to fix it.

Not until Claire came along.

Hiding the pain again, I eased the Dauntless Wanderer to a stop fifteen feet from the main building, where the concrete met sheets of metal plating that circled around the hangar. Hidden by the plates was a Pitfall, a trap that would react when it sensed any kind of vibration moving over it. A trap that would send a devastating electric pulse over and above the metal plates and shock whatever was standing on it.

Claire’s way of protecting us.

Once the ship came to a stop, I let it idle and walked down the steps. I glimpsed Nash slipping on heavy electrical gloves, slinging a rope over the side of the Dauntless, and climbing down. Gemma stood at the railing, watching him with anxious eyes. I stood next to her while Nash knelt down by the metal plating and began to search for the wire that would disarm the Pitfall until we were inside.

“What the hell was that out there?” Gemma asked me, never taking her eyes from Nash.

I looked at her. Gemma was my master gunner, my ship’s rigger, and my friend. She was tall, lithe, and beautiful. She wore a sleeveless leather jumpsuit, heavy black boots, and had her short brown hair tied in a loose ponytail at the nape of her neck. Her pale skin was smeared with soot and grime, her dark brown eyes intense and focused on what mattered to her. Two knives and a flintlock pistol were strapped to her waist. When I met Gemma, she was a thief set on corrupting both Nash and me. But she saved our lives, and proved her loyalty a thousand times over. I valued her opinion.

I just wasn’t looking forward to the barbs that would come with it.

“Nash already gave me an earful, Gemma,” I muttered, resting my arms on the railing as Nash worked cautiously. “I’m not in the mood for another one.”

Her hand curled on my shoulder and yanked me away from the railing. Sometimes I forgot how strong Gemma was. It was the mistake her enemies made, one that they paid for in the worst ways.

Then again, she’d never used that strength against me.

“Too bad,” she said, dark eyes burning. “You need to hear it.”

I glared. “I give the orders. Not you,” I reminded.

As if that bit of truth would stop Gemma.

“You’re not the only one who wants to find Claire,” she snapped. “We all do. But did you forget why she gave herself up in the first place?”

I balled my fists, wishing I could crush my memories in them. They surged without my control.

The pain as the Vesper, King of the Hellions reached into my mind with his own, bent on demolishing me. The empty look of the man who’d betrayed us. The cruel smile of my enemy when he knew he’d won. The heart-wrenching pain on the face of the girl I loved as she was taken, even as I gave her my deepest promise.

I’ll save you.

But that was what Claire did for us instead. She gave herself up to build a Palisade– a two towered device that could cut through the thin fabric of dimensions– in exchange for our lives. Claire was the daughter of Westraven’s most famous engineers, and easily as skilled as they were. She repaired the Palisade her mother and father created, and used it to fend off the Hellions that had swarmed us.

But it had been a rush job, nowhere near as destructive as the original Palisade was ten years ago when it created the Breach. Yet Claire claimed she could make another one, just as powerful.

If she did…

But Claire wouldn’t do that. She was too good, and too smart. If she made a deal with the Vesper, she had another reason to do so. She had a plan.

Except I didn’t know what it was, and I couldn’t help her if–

Gemma punched me in the arm. She didn’t hold back, either. I would feel that bruise for days.

“What the hell was that for?” I snarled.

“To prove a damn point,” she shot back. “You’re distracted, Sawyer. Claire is in every inch of your mind, and you can’t think about anything else. You can’t think like a captain.”

I wanted to argue, but she was right. Claire was all I could think about, even before her surrender. She’d gotten under my skin, into my very soul, the way no one else had. I didn’t think anyone could do that, because of who I was.

But she did. She didn’t even have to try.

“You’re not the only one who’s in love, Sawyer.”

I narrowed my eyes at Gemma. She just rolled her eyes. “Please. As if we all didn’t see it.” A sly grin crossed her lips before she turned her gaze to Nash. The smile fell from her face, but love continued to burn in her eyes.

“We’ve been with you for years. You made a choice, we followed it. You made enemies, we fought them. You made a stupid decision, we shrugged and went along with it.”

A sardonic grin twisted my lips. Gemma wasn’t one to mince words.

“But this is different. You’re not asking us to cross into marauder territory and swipe a few goods. This isn’t even like when we stormed the Behemoth. We only did that because we had armfuls of explosives and a crazy engineer.” Gemma shook her head, sadness cutting out the love in her eyes.

“You’re asking us to go through the Breach. The heart of Hellion territory, where they will absolutely see us coming. If they don’t, the Vesper will know. We don’t know the terrain. We don’t have the numbers or weapons to fight them. We’ll be dead before we touch ground. If we’re lucky.”

Luck. She said that word like it existed in our situation. If the Hellions captured us, our lives would become nothing but torture and pain until they grew bored of us. I remembered the stories Riley told of his captivity on the Behemoth. The things he claimed to have seen and endure. I had no love for the man, especially after what he’d done to us, but I hadn’t thought he was lying about the horrors he suffered.

My heart lurched at the thought of Claire enduring them now.

“I want to live, Sawyer,” Gemma said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I have something good in my life, and I don’t want to lose him.”

I glanced at Nash. He stood up and began peeling off the thick electrical gloves used to handle the Pitfall. He glanced at Gemma and smiled. She returned the expression.

“If you don’t slow down to think up a plan to get Claire safely, then we’re going to leave.”

I whirled my head so fast it almost wrenched off my neck. “You’re not serious.”

Gemma turned her sad eyes onto me, and gave me her answer. I would have rather she sucker-punched me again.

“We wouldn’t want to, but you wouldn’t give us a choice. Not if we wanted to live.” The hardness returned to her eyes. “So sort yourself out. Act like a leader. At the very least, pretend to care.”

I flinched. I couldn’t help it, because I did care. I cared too much.

And that was the whole problem.

Gemma winced when she saw the slip of my composure. Her eyes were pained, and she took a breath to apologize.

“Tell Nash to guide us in,” I said quietly. “You can open the door.”

I walked away before she could say anything else. I was glad that she didn’t call me back. I didn’t trust myself not to say something I would regret.

At least this way I could try and get some sleep.

I walked to the cabin door, then hesitated. Ever since her rescue, Abby had been sleeping in the captain’s cabin. The poor girl had been kidnapped by Hellions and turned into a blood donor for the monsters. As if standing for days on end, strapped to a cold table and having her blood drained from her ounce by ounce wasn’t enough, Abby was plagued with a disease that slowly turned her into a Hellion. Seeing her sister tortured in such a way nearly shattered Claire, and part of her bargain with the Vesper was to relieve Abby from the disease.

Abby was cured, but she couldn’t stop crying. I’d done my best to comfort her, but it had been a long time since I was an older brother. In the end, I failed at that, too.

Putting Micah in the back of my mind before memories of losing him could hurt me, I knocked on the door. There was no answer, but at least she would hear me. I twisted the doorknob and walked into the cabin.

It wasn’t as extravagant as it had been when my father was captain. The windows were covered with black cloth. Crates were piled in every corner. Clothing and blankets lay tossed over leather trunks. Hurricane lanterns were tacked to the walls. The wide oak desk was covered with swords, knives, pistols, and rags to clean them with.

At the far side of the room was a wide couch that doubled as a bed. Sitting on top of it, surrounded in sprinkles of sugar and nibbled bread, dressed in a baggy shirt and pants shortened and hemmed to fit her small frame, was Abby.

Claire’s baby sister reminded me of a cherub. Bouncy golden curls, pale skin, rosy cheeks, big green eyes filled with wonder. When she grew up, she would be a heartbreaker. She probably wouldn’t even know it. Her sister hadn’t, and Claire had caught my heart hook, line, and sinker.

Abby looked up from the book cradled in her lap. I smiled at her and crossed the hardwood floor to the bed.

“Hey, Stargazer,” I said.

Abby smiled at the nickname. She loved the sky. Her happiest moments seemed to be when we hovered in the cloudless night sky. Abby used a periscope to chart the constellations, drawing lines to connect them and turning stars into smiling faces.

It had been a long month since she’d drawn anything.

“Hi, Sawyer,” she said, scooting over so I could sit on the bed. She looked at the tiny crystals of sugar spotting the blanket and gasped lightly. She quickly brushed them away with her tiny hands.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make a mess.”

I smiled. “Don’t worry about it.” I wasn’t the least bit irritated. Abby was eating again, no longer looking pale and fragile. It hadn’t taken long for us to realize that Abby was obsessive about putting sugar on any and all foods. Even meats.

Moira, the caretaker who’d joined the crew a few months ago, had tried a few times to tempt Abby into eating by coating her food in sugar when she was sick, but the poor girl had been so plagued by the Vesper’s control and disease that it hadn’t worked. Moira would have been so happy to see that Abby was getting better, looking more like a little girl and less like a hollowed child. But she had died trying to defend Abby from Davin when he raided our home at the ports.

Moira had become another victim of my brother.

I kept the smile on my face and pushed the rage and hurt down, storing it for whenever I faced Davin next. He didn’t matter right now. This bright-eyed, curly haired girl did.

“How are you doing?” I asked, settling down next to her. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m good,” Abby told me. She closed the notebook and clutched it to her chest.

“Are you sure? I was sailing pretty wildly.”

“It’s okay,” she assured. “It was kinda fun.”

I grinned. “Glad to hear it. Maybe I’ll do it on purpose next time.”

Abby giggled, summer green eyes sparkling. Claire’s did the same when she was consumed by a project, or was intensely arguing a point.

I turned away from Abby and rubbed my chest, wishing I could shift the pain from it.

“You didn’t find it, did you?”

I dropped my hand. There was no point in trying to soothe the ache. Abby’s crushed voice just made it worse.

“No,” I told her honestly.

Abby and I sat in heavy silence. She sniffled quietly beside me. I gripped my kneecaps and stared at the floor.

“I’m trying to remember what Riley showed me,” Abby said after a long, long time.

When I looked at her again, she was shuffling closer and opening her book of constellations. But I wasn’t seeing stars. Dark, uneven circles were scrawled on the page. A jagged black shape spread across the middle of the pages, as if sketched by an angry fist.

“That’s what it looks like,” Abby continued. “The Breach.”

I stared at the drawing, wishing it would tell me where it was. How I could find it. Which direction to turn the ship. How to rescue the girl I loved without losing my crew in the process.

All I saw were scribbles.

“Did he tell you where it was?” I hedged, though I knew the answer. “Did he tell you exactly where the Breach was?”

Abby sucked in her lower lip. I could see her struggling to find an answer, to lie and keep up the search for her sister. Like me, she would rather scour the skies day and night, looking for any trace of the Breach or Claire. But Abby was a scared little girl. She wasn’t a fighter. She didn’t know how to operate an airship or work on the engines. She just wanted her big sister back.

The Vesper probably implanted the image of the Breach into Abby’s mind to scare her. He’d tortured her with nightmares of what she would become unless Claire surrendered, likely showing her the Breach to let her know the bleakness that waited for her in another world.

Now she was cured of the Vesper, and trapped in a different nightmare.

Abby made a choked, hiccupping sound. A hopeless noise.

I gently pried the notebook from her little fingers and set it on the blanket. I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her to my side. Abby didn’t need further invitation, throwing her arms around my ribs and squeezing with all her strength. Her tears soaked my shirt. I rubbed her back, like I’d done for Micah so many times whenever Davin scared him. My older brother took pleasure in tormenting anyone he thought below him.

And now he had Claire. She was tough, but Davin’s greatest joy came from breaking someone strong.

“I’m scared, Sawyer,” Abby sobbed into my chest. Her tiny fists balled my shirt. She trembled violently. “I’m scared she won’t come home. He… he’s going to hurt her, I know it, worse than he hurt me, he’s going to––”

I pushed back from Abby. I couldn’t handle the details right now.

But I wasn’t going to lie.

“Claire is tough, Stargazer. Tougher than me. Smarter, too. She’ll survive. And I’m going to get her back. I swear it, Abigail.”

Tears stained the little girl’s cheeks and still brimmed in her eyes, yet her sobs had quieted. She stopped shaking. She believed me.

I just wished I believed in myself.

Sort yourself out. Act like a leader.

Gemma’s words vibrated through my skull, and as Abby cuddled next to me for comfort, I knew she was right. If I was going go through with this crazy mission and save the stubborn, feisty engineer that captured my heart, I had to stop moping. I had to think of a way to outsmart my enemies.

Riley, my newest and traitorous former crewmate. Davin, the cruel man-turned-Hellion who shared my blood. The Vesper, a nightmare King with harrowing power.

I had to outsmart them. Then I had to kill them. 

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Crimson Sky (Dark Sky #1) by Amy Braun

Crimson Sky (Dark Sky #1) by Amy Braun

About Book 1
Title: Crimson Sky
Series: Dark Sky #1
Author: Amy Braun
Release Date: February 2, 2016
Genre: Young Adult Dystopian
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | Smashwords

Synopsis
They’re always watching. They’re always waiting. They’re always starving…

Ten years ago, the sky shattered and the Hellions emerged. No one was able to keep them from destroying the city of Westraven. Now that the bloodthirsty monsters rule the skies and have forced the few remaining humans underground, Claire Abernathy lives in a nightmare. She survives by using her skills as an engineer for a ruthless tyrant connected to her mother and father’s past failure.

Then Claire’s world is torn apart when her sister Abby is kidnapped by the Hellions, and Claire herself is taken by dangerous sky pirates known as marauders. But Claire will not be intimidated by them while her sister’s life hangs by a thread, and so she strikes a deal with them: If they help rescue Abby, she will fix their ship and give them the chance to take the revenge they desperately seek.

As Claire fights for her sister’s life, she begins to realize that the Hellions are not the only dangers she’ll face. Burdensome secrets and devastating betrayals threaten her at every turn, and if she loses herself to them, it won’t just be her life that is destroyed…..

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Midnight Sky (Dark Sky #2) by Amy Braun

Midnight Sky (Dark Sky #2) by Amy Braun

About Book 2
Title: Midnight Sky
Series: Dark Sky #2
Author: Amy Braun
Release Date: August 2, 2016
Genre: Young Adult Dystopian
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | Smashwords

Synopsis
There are secrets, there are betrayals, and there are sacrifices…

The Behemoth has been destroyed, and the bloodthirsty Hellions seem to have left Westraven. But Claire Abernathy’s mind is not at ease. A terrible disease plagues her sister, appearing to have been brought on the Vesper, the leader of the Hellions beyond the tear between worlds– the Breach.

To save Abby and stop the Hellions for good, Claire must find the machine her parents built before the attacks, and fix it before the monsters return. To do so, she needs the help of her crew, and must ignore the secrets and rivalries between her captain and the man she saved.

Because the Hellions are not the only dangers following Claire. Twisted humans and old enemies surface to stop her and destroy all she loves. While she is determined to endure the trials, a single betrayal could shatter the hope of a better world, and force Claire to make a choice that will cost her dearly…..

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Author Amy Braun

Author Amy Braun

About the Author
Amy is a Canadian urban fantasy and horror author. Her work revolves around monsters, magic, mythology, and mayhem. She started writing in her early teens, and never stopped. She loves building unique worlds filled with fun characters and intense action. She is the recipient of April Moon Books Editor Award for “author voice, world-building and general bad-assery,” and the One Book Two Standout Award in 2015 for her Cursed trilogy. She has been featured on various author blogs and publishing websites, and is an active member of the Writing GIAM and Weekend Writing Warrior communities. When she isn’t writing, she’s reading, watching movies, taking photos, gaming, and struggling with chocoholism and ice cream addiction.

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Where to Find Amy Braun
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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – ISLAND OF EXILES (The Ryogan Chronicles) by Erica Cameron

ISLAND OF EXILES Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for ISLAND OF EXILES, the first book in the young adult fantasy series, The Ryogan Chronicles, by Erica Cameron, releasing February 14, 2017. See below for information on the book, pre-order links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

ISLAND OF EXILES (The Ryogan Chronicles #1) by Erica Cameron

ISLAND OF EXILES (The Ryogan Chronicles #1) by Erica Cameron

About the Book
Title: ISLAND OF EXILES
Series: The Ryogan Chronicles #1
Author: Erica Cameron
Publisher: Entangled Teen
Release Date: February 14, 2017
Genre:
 Young Adult Fantasy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CABarnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
In Khya’s world, every breath is a battle.

On the isolated desert island of Shiara, dying young is inevitable. The clan comes before self, and protecting her home means Khya is a warrior above all else.

But when following the clan and obeying their leaders could cost her brother his life, Khya’s home becomes a deadly trap. The only person who can help is Tessen, her lifelong rival and the boy who challenges her at every turn. The council she hoped to join has betrayed her, and their secrets, hundreds of years deep, reach around a world she’s never seen.

To save her brother’s life and her island home, her only choice is to trust Tessen, turn against her clan, and go on the run—a betrayal and a death sentence.

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Excerpt:
I breathe the briny air and try to consider the options objectively. As objectively as I ever can when my brother is involved.

Yorri was the first person to tell me that one day I’d be kaigo, just like our blood-parents, serving the Miriseh and earning high honors in Ryogo. I’d flicked him on the shoulder and said “Of course I will be,” but his faith had been what convinced me I was right.

Yorri gets so excited he stumbles over his own words when he’s explaining how he solved some new, impossible puzzle. He devotes himself with frightening fervor to anything that ensnares his arrow-quick mind, but sometimes needs reminding that the rest of the world exists.

Forget objectivity. It’s worth the risk.

I am going to keep him safe, just like I always have.

“You’re going to be late for the vigil if you stand here staring into nothing for much longer, Khya.”

I tense, keeping my eyes on the angry, dark, blue white-capped waves. I’d heard the footsteps approaching, but several people had come and gone already and left me alone.

Tessen, however, never was able to keep his thoughts inside his head.

“I won’t be late.” I answer without looking at him until he moves into my peripheral vision.

He leans against the wall to the left of me, his forearms crossed on the ledge and his head tilted up. With his arms folded on the ledge and his body held slightly away from the wall, I can make out the lines of muscle under layers of cloth, all of it hard-earned—though I probably won’t ever admit that to him. I don’t look directly at him, but I turn my head enough to get a better look at his face.

He’s taller than me, so looking down on him like this is strange. Seeing him without the hood and atakafu we always wear on duty is stranger. I don’t think I’ve seen his whole face since he became nyshin over a year ago.

His thick eyebrows sit low over his deep-set eyes and the line of his nose is straight, because somehow he was always quick enough in training to avoid all but the most glancing blows to his face. The setting sun highlights the red in his terra-cotta skin and makes his oddly pale eyes flash. Usually they’re limestone gray, but now they’re paler than ever and gleaming almost as bright as the sunlight off the ocean.

“Shouldn’t you be off training? Or guarding something?” I ask before he speaks.

“I am.” He smirks at me. “I’m guarding the mad nyshin girl who’s decided to perch on the walls and imitate a mykyn bird.”

“I’m not planning on attempting flight.” I wave my hand at him, trying to brush him off. “You can go, Nyshin-ten.”

His lips purse; I hide a smile. It was delightful discovering exactly how annoyed he got when I called him by his class and rank instead of his name. The flash of aggravation disappears quickly, replaced by his more usual sardonic smile. “Should I guess what has you lost in your own head the night of a vigil?”

“No. I don’t have that much time.”

“Then I won’t guess. Only your brother puts that look on your face.”

I look at him, expecting to see mockery in his eyes. There isn’t any. He looks almost…serious?

“You’re worried about his herynshi. Unless he’s in trouble again? It’s been a while. He’s overdue.”

“It’s been a while because he doesn’t have to deal with people who point out his every mistake anymore. Like you.” Gritting my teeth, I bend to brace my hand on the ledge and jump down to where Tessen stands. At six feet, he’s only an inch or two taller than me. Our eyes are nearly level when I square off against him. “You’re one of the reasons he ever got in trouble in the first place.”

“And you spent years trying to make him invisible.” Tessen’s lips thin, and the muscles in his jaw clench for a moment. “Even before you found your wards, you shielded him from everything. What he can do now that you’re not there to monitor his every move should be all the proof you need.”

“He would have died if I hadn’t protected him.” Nothing will ever convince me it was wrong to keep him alive. “You can’t seriously be suggesting I should have let that happen?”

“No, that isn’t— You don’t even know what he’s capable of! How long has it been since you’ve seen him fight? It’s been—” He steps back, his lips pressed tight and his hands held away from his weapons. “Bellows, Khya. I didn’t come here to fight with you. This isn’t how this was supposed to go.”

I blink. “What?” Tessen backing away from an argument? This has to be a trick. “How what was supposed to go?”

He shakes his head, a small smile quirking up the corners of his mouth. “I only came to ask if you’d dance with me tonight at the celebration.”

He can’t be serious…but there’s not a single sign that he isn’t being sincere.

I drop my gaze to hide the confusion that has to show on my face. My focus catches on the pendant gleaming against the undyed cloth of his tunic—a two-inch iron disc etched with crossed zeeka swords. Blood and rot, I hate seeing that around his neck. The zeeka is the symbol of the kaigo; the pendant is a symbol of their students.

Tessen is wearing the kaigo-sei pendant that should have been mine.

Out of the whole clan, the Miriseh and the kaigo only choose one nyshin-ten per year. His blood-mother, Neeva, is on the kaigo council. Being named a kaigo-sei isn’t a guarantee of advancement, but it is a sign that the leaders of the clan are keeping an eye on you. The kaigo-sei are given extra training and have to face additional tests of magic, skill, and leadership. Not every nyshin named a kaigo-sei student becomes a council member, but no one who isn’t a kaigo-sei will ever become one. I can still earn one—and I will, sooner rather than later—but it seems like they’re already grooming Tessen to take Kaigo Neeva’s place one day.

Rot take him, it was supposed to be me.

Swallowing the fruitless envy building in my chest, I raise my eyes to meet Tessen’s again. “I don’t make promises I don’t intend to keep.”

“But that’s not a no, so I’ll ask again tonight.” He smiles, inclines his head, and then walks away whistling. I hate that sound, and I’m almost positive he knows that.

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Author Erica Cameron

Author Erica Cameron

About the Author
After a lifelong obsession with books, Erica Cameron spent her college years getting credit for reading and learning how to make stories of her own. Erica graduated with a double major in psychology and creative writing from Florida State University and began pursuing a career as an author.

Erica is many things but most notably the following: writer, reader, editor, asexual, dance fan, choreographer, singer, lover of musical theater, movie obsessed, sucker for romance, Florida resident, and quasi-recluse. She loves the beach but hates the heat, has equal passion for the art of Salvador Dali and Venetian Carnival masks, has a penchant for unique jewelry and sun/moon décor pieces, and a desire to travel the entire world on a cruise ship. Or a private yacht. You know, whatever works.

Her debut novel, Sing Sweet Nightingale, released March 2014 and it was the first volume of The Dream War Saga. In May 2015, Erica and her co-author Lani Woodland launched the Laguna Tides series with Taken by Chance. Riptide’s new YA imprint Triton Books will release both books in the Assassins series, Discord and Nemesis, in 2016. The Ryogan Chronicles, a fantasy trilogy set to launch through Entangled Teen, will launch in 2017 with Island of Exiles...

Where to Find Erica Cameron
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – ROMEO AND WHAT’S HER NAME by Shani Petroff

ROMEO AND WHAT'S HER NAME Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for ROMEO AND WHAT’S HER NAME, a young adult contemporary romance by Shani Petroff. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

ROMEO AND WHAT'S HER NAME by Shani Petroff

ROMEO AND WHAT’S HER NAME by Shani Petroff

About the Book
Title: ROMEO AND WHAT’S HER NAME
Author: Shani Petroff
Publisher: Swoon Reads
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 7, 2017
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
Understudies never get to perform

. . . which is why being Juliet’s understudy in the school’s yearly “Evening with Shakespeare” is the perfect role for Emily. She can earn some much-needed extra credit while pursuing her main goal of spending time with Wes, aka Romeo, aka the hottest, nicest guy in school (in her completely unbiased opinion). And she meant to learn her lines, really, it’s just:

a) Shakespeare is HARD,

b) Amanda, aka the “real” Juliet, makes her run errands instead of lines, and

c) there’s no point because Amanda would never miss the chance to be the star of the show.

Then, Amanda ends up in the hospital and Emily, as the (completely unprepared!) understudy, has to star opposite the guy of her dreams. Oops?

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Excerpt #2
I clicked on an album from his family’s trip to Disney World. It was him, his parents, and his brother, and they were all wearing Mickey Mouse ears. They looked goofy and fun. And totally adorable. I tapped over to his brother’s page. I’d seen all of Wes’s pics before, maybe his brother would have some hidden gems.

Neal had the same eyes as Wes. It was nice seeing them together. I kept clicking through his albums. There was one of them celebrating their dad’s birthday. Another with their dog in the park. Some of Neal alone on a bike path. I wondered if Wes took those photos.

My computer froze as I tried to move to the next picture. “Come on,” I whispered to the screen and started tapping my mouse like a madwoman. I hated when this happened. Instead of a car, I probably needed a new laptop. I hit the power button. And as it asked me if I was sure I wanted to power off, my Internet started running again, so I hit no. A bunch of screens raced past. All that clicking I had done was going through. It was as if GroupIt had a mind of its own. Pictures of Neal at a race, playing chess, and doing who knows what were moving at warp speed. I tried to stop it. I tried to go to my profile page. But it wasn’t listening to my commands. Instead, crazy things started happening. Do you want to tag Emily Stein in this photo? popped up. NO! I did NOT want to tag myself in one of Wes’s brother’s photos. What had I hit? I tried to click no, I tried to stop it, but the screen just passed me by. Why wouldn’t it go back? Why wasn’t it working? Did it do it? Did it tag me? Why wouldn’t the stupid machine behave? I powered it off and grabbed my phone.

My heart was racing as I logged on to Neal’s GroupIt page. It’s going to be fine. Nothing’s happened. You didn’t tag yourself. Yet my reassurances weren’t calming me down. I still had that nagging feeling as I clicked through his photos. So far, so good. There was no sign of me yet. My breathing was returning to normal. Then it happened. A new notification message popped up. Neal Rosenthal commented on a photo you are tagged in.

I closed my eyes. Maybe this was a dream. A bad nightmare that I’d wake up from. But when I looked back at my phone, I knew that wasn’t the case. This was really happening. The notification would take me straight to the picture, but did I really want to see it? My finger shook as I decided whether to press the screen.

I didn’t want to, but I had to know for sure.

I went for it.

No, no, no, no, no, no, nooooooooooo. I threw my phone down on the bed.

It was worse than I could have imagined.

I stared at the spot where the phone had landed. It was like a nuclear bomb that was ready to blow up my life. The picture I had tagged myself in wasn’t just a regular picture of Neal. (Of course not. Why would my life be that easy?) Instead, it was a picture of Neal holding his hands in a heart shape. A picture that now had my name smack on top of it.

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Author Shani Petroff

Author Shani Petroff

About The Author
Shani Petroff is a writer living in New York City. She’s the author of the “Bedeviled” series, which includes Daddy’s Little Angel, The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly Dress, Careful What You Wish For, and Love Struck, and is the co-author of the “Destined” series which includes Ash and Ultraviolet. She also writes for television news programs and several other venues. When she’s not locked in her apartment typing away, she spends a whole lot of time on books, boys, TV, daydreaming, and shopping online.

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Release Day – VELOCITY (Gravity Series) by A. B. Bloom

VELOCITY Release Day

Today is release day for VELOCITY, the second book in the young adult paranormal/urban fantasy series, Gravity, by A.B. Bloom. See below for information on the book, buy links, a teaser, and a link to add it to your Goodreads TBR.

Velocity (Gravity #2) by A. B. Bloom

Velocity (Gravity #2) by A. B. Bloom

About the Book
Title: Velocity
Series: Gravity #2
Author: A.B. Bloom
Release Date: February 9, 2017
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal/Urban Fantasy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon

Synopsis
Life for sixteen-year-old Bronte Bell has fallen apart around her—the man who raised her as his own is the enemy, the boy she loves is a Star, and her high school nemesis is her sister, and the other last star child. Life for Bronte couldn’t get much more complicated.

Except, she can’t remember a thing.

Willing to do whatever it takes to protect her; the Stars have secreted Bronte away in a glamoured life; one where she’s just a normal teenager with normal teenager problems. But piece by piece, and with the help of an unlikely ally, the truth unravels as the pull between Bronte and Nick refuses to extinguish. Only Nick has a secret—one that could change everything.

Will the fate of destiny fall with the full force of velocity?

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Gravity by A.B. Bloom

Gravity by A.B. Bloom

About Book 1
Title: Gravity
Series: Gravity #1
Author: A.B. Bloom
Release Date: October 31, 2016
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal/Urban Fantasy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon

Synopsis
They are calling it the End of Days. The world is plunging into darkness, the days growing shorter and the nights longer. Meteor showers are falling to the earth and there are some who would take advantage of the growing darkness.

For sixteen-year-old Bronte Bell, her problems are closer to home. Since her birthday she’s become weaker, her bones breaking, her hair falling out and plagued with constant migraines. No one can explain why. Until a mysterious new boy arrives and tells her that everything is not as it seems. She is not what she seems.

Drawn into a war that divides the sky, Bronte is torn between her desire to save the world and her growing connection with Nick. But she will have to let go of reality as she knows it, if she is to accept her role in destiny before the Hunter, who has been tracking her since birth, finds and destroys any chance she has of making the choice which is her birthright to make.

Her destiny will change everything . . .

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Author A.B. Bloom

Author A.B. Bloom

About The Author
Anna Bloom is a contemporary romance writer who writes about life as it happens. Combining a busy schedule of looking after two small children whilst working in a local school and completing The Uni Files series. Anna’s main aim in life is to create the perfect book which makes a reader laugh and cry at the same time, hopefully causing a convulsive (impossible to ignore) donkey noise. It’s a work in progress!  Anna also spends a lot of time imagining kissing hot guys – all in the name of her art.
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Where to Find A.B. Bloom
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – SOMETHING LIKE VOODOO by Rebecca Hamilton

SOMETHING LIKE VOODOO

Welcome to the book blitz for SOMETHING LIKE VOODOO, a young adult paranormal romance by New York Times bestselling author, Rebecca Hamilton. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway. Also, for two days only, you can pick up the eBook for just $0.99!

SOMETHING LIKE VOODOO by Rebecca Hamilton

SOMETHING LIKE VOODOO by Rebecca Hamilton

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Title: SOMETHING LIKE VOODOO
Authors: Rebecca Hamilton
Publisher: Immortal Ink Publishing
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Romance
Release Date: February 7, 2017
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
From New York Times bestselling author Rebecca Hamilton

High School can be a witch.

A teen girl with the ability to predict deaths through her drawings shouldn’t need to lie constantly to make her life sound interesting. But that doesn’t stop Emily from spinning stories faster than she can keep up.

After transferring to a new school, Emily’s ‘dull’ life is shaken by the appearance of a boy who seems unfazed by her far-fetched stories. A too-handsome-for-his-own-good senior, Noah has some secrets of his own. He needs Emily’s special gift to save him from Sarah, queen bee of the school’s It Girls, whose own supernatural abilities have forced him into a life of silence and solitude.

But when Emily tries to free him from Sarah’s voodoo curse, things go belly up, landing Emily on Sarah’s hit list. Soon, Emily and Noah are on a collision course with the It Girls, leading to a shocking revelation that ties them together in unimaginable ways. If their powers remain unchecked, this teenage popularity contest could spell the death of them all …

Romantically charged and eerily chilling, Something Like Voodoo weighs the choice of saving your life versus fighting for a life worth saving. This paranormal romance will put a spell on you.

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Excerpt #3
Chills jolted across every inch of my flesh. As I turned to bolt, a man shouted behind me, “Hey! You can’t be here!”

I peeked in again, but Sarah and the It Girls were gone. I took off running, my shoes slapping the pavement as the night guard fell into step behind.

“Stop!” he yelled.

Yeah. That was gonna work.

I didn’t slow until I cleared the fence. The guard glared from the other side of it, but he made no effort to see if the wire fence would hold his weight as well as it had mine. But I wasn’t so concerned with him as I was with who loomed in the far distance behind him. By the entrance to the Forst building stood Sarah and the other It Girls, watching after me, the stones on their matching choker necklaces glowing green.

It was as though they had nothing to fear, no one to run from the way I did. It was as though…as though I was the only one who could see them.

But that would be…crazy.

I blinked away the thought in time to realize the guard had made his way over to a gate and was trying his keys in the locks. I spun on my heel, sprinted back to my car, and peeled out onto the main road as fast as I could. A glance in the rearview mirror, and my stomach jumped to my throat. My mom stood in the street in front of the asylum.

But when I glanced again, she was gone.

I couldn’t go back. I hadn’t seen Mom. No way. Sarah must have found some way to mess with me—those hallucinations Noah said she was capable of. I couldn’t know anything for sure until I learned more about the symbols she was using and the words she’d chanted and what role Noah played in it all and why he needed me to help him.

Once I veered onto the highway, I pulled over and puked Dad’s pasta dinner into the bushes on the side of the road.

I still wasn’t a hundred percent sure what was going on, but whatever it was, I was way out of my league.

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Author Rebecca Hamilton

Author Rebecca Hamilton

About Rebecca Hamilton
Rebecca Hamilton writes Paranormal Fantasy, Horror, and Literary Fiction. She lives in Florida with her husband and four kids, along with multiple writing personalities that range from morbid to literary. Having a child diagnosed with autism has inspired her to illuminate the world through the eyes of characters who see things differently.

Rebecca Hamilton is represented by the ever-more-amazing Rossano Trentin of TZLA.
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Young Adult Book Review – The Tattered Gloves by J.L. Berg

The Tattered Gloves by J.L. Berg

The Tattered Gloves by J.L. Berg

5 Stars

Synopsis
Head down.
Don’t look up.
Never make eye contact.

Those were the words I lived by growing up, the words that protected me in an unsafe home. But words are only letters and eventually even they couldn’t keep his hands off me.

Hoping to leave behind the shattered life of my past, I find myself in a boring, small town, with an aunt I’ve never met and at a school I loathe.

But soon I learn, not everything in this world is as black and white as I’ve determined. Sometimes those we are so quick to judge often need a second, third or even fourth time to make a first impression.

And often, there are friendships and even love waiting just around the corner, if we are brave enough to take the first step.

Am I brave? Or will I hide behind these tattered gloves of mine forever?..

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My Review
I realized as I sat down to write this review, it’s been a little while since I last gave a book five stars, but The Tattered Gloves pleasantly surprised me. This is the first book I’ve read by J.L. Berg, who traditionally writes adult romances, but if this is any indication of what she’s capable of, it won’t be the last. Willow is the daughter of a prostitute with no idea who her father is. After a horrific event involving Willow and one of her mother’s “clients”, her mother packs her up and sends her off to live with an aunt Willow didn’t even know existed. Constantly wearing a ratty old pair of red gloves, Willow avoids touching and being touched by others, something she can no longer tolerate.

Willow’s Aunt Addy is everything Willow’s mother was not. Through her aunt, Willow learns her own family history, along with some valuable lessons about humanity. Willow may not have won the parent lottery, but family is so much more than just who gave birth to you. In addition, Willow is befriended by Allison, a popular girl with a heart of gold, and Sam, a swoonworthy boy who both infuriates and intrigues Willow.

Plot
The primary plot revolves around Willow coming to terms with her wounds, and she has a lot of them. Not only was she physically abused, but her mother neglected her, resulting in solid, well-founded trust issues. Subplots involve her relationship with Sam, the struggling bookstore Sam runs with his family where Willow works part time, and to a lesser degree, her relationship with her aunt. Nothing is glossed over and there is no easy path. About the only thing I found lacking was the involvement of a therapist in Willow’s journey. The fact that she had to figure it out all on her own was fine, but it felt too fast without someone there helping guide her through some of the tougher issues. Her epiphany was also out of the blue in a way that didn’t feel organic. Those are small criticisms though in an otherwise well plotted and executed story.

Characters
This is more a character-driven tale than a plot-driven one and the characters are outstanding. Willow is believable as the broken girl with the scars no one can see. Her aunt is perfect as the woman thrown unexpectedly into a role she never prepared for. Addy’s unease and fear at doing everything wrong is palpable. At times I found BFF, Allison, to be almost too good to be true, except everyone has had that one friend who doesn’t take no for an answer. Thank God for friends like that! And Sam…there’s so much to love about this broken boy with his own sad story who still manages to see so much more in Willow than she can see in herself.

World Building
Author, J.L. Berg expertly captures small-town life with all it’s good and bad aspects. The tiny Virginia town came to life in a way that allowed it to be the perfect backdrop for Willow’s story.

What I Loved About The Tattered Gloves
1. Willow.
 She’s complex, deep, and incredibly well developed. She’s the sort of girl I’d like to have been friends with as a teen.

2. Sam. He is sweet, loyal, persistent, and yet guarded and wounded. He’s the perfect foil and boyfriend for Willow.

3. Allison. She’s perky and pushy, but in all the right ways.

4. Addy. She takes on her new role with grit and determination and allows Willow to set the boundaries.

5. The ending. I love the way the story wrapped up. It wasn’t this nice, neat little package, but it left me satisfied.

Bottom Line
The Tattered Gloves is a moving young adult read with phenomenal characters.

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About the Book
Title: The Tattered Gloves
Author: J.L. Berg
Release Date: January 24, 2017
Pages: 268
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary Romance
Rating:
 5 out of 5 Stars
Links: Goodreads | AmazoniBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

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Author J.L. Berg

Author J.L. Berg

About the Author
J.L. Berg is the USA Today bestselling author of the Ready Series, The Walls Duet, and the Lost & Found Duet. She is a California native living in the beautiful state of historic Virginia. Married to her high school sweetheart, they have two beautiful girls that drive them batty on a daily basis. When she’s not writing, you will find her with her nose stuck in a romance novel, in a yoga studio or devouring anything chocolate. J.L. Berg is represented by Jill Marsal of Marsal Lyon Literary Agency, LLC.
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – Curse of Stars (Diamond Crier) by Donna Compositor

Curse of Stars Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for Curse of the Stars, the first book in the young adult fantasy series, Diamond Crier, by Donna Compositor, releasing February 19, 2017.See below for information on the book, pre-order links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

Curse of Stars (Diamond Crier #1) by Donna Compositor

Curse of Stars (Diamond Crier #1) by Donna Compositor

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Title: Curse of the Stars
Series: Diamond Crier #1
Author: Donna Compositor
Release Date: February 19, 2017
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
Sabi Perez is the last Diamond Crier, only she doesn’t know it. Not until a crazed ruler from another world comes to collect her priceless tears and won’t take no for an answer.

Living in New York, Sabi’s seen some nasty things, but the lengths to which her captor will go to keep his crown are things found only in the darkest nightmares. Afraid and alone, Sabi finds solace in her cellmate, Anya, and Cabal, a fellow Crier who also has powers, a rare combination that buys his favor from the ruler. Only it’s a favor he doesn’t want.

In a fit of rage, power erupts out of Sabi, the same power Cabal has, and a spark of hope ignites. Together they may have a chance at escape, something no other Crier has done. Except a ruler hellbent on draining them of every last diamond tear isn’t their only hurdle. If they escape they’ll be hunted to the ends of the earth, if they survive the trek to safety. If they stay the ruler will leech them dry. Sabi would rather die trying than lie down and die, even if that means running away into even more danger.

“. . . vividly imagined and deftly plotted dark fantasy . . .” BookLife Prize in Fiction

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Excerpt #1

“You must be Sabina,” he said.

Her heart felt ready to explode. Ringing in her ears made it hard to hear but she could have sworn he called her Sabina. She didn’t know whether to answer him or not. She went by Sabi but her birth certificate said Sabina. He wasn’t wrong, but she wasn’t about to admit that.

“Sabina Petris.”

The sound of his voice was soft, almost welcoming. But the way he looked at her, how his gaze bored directly into her eyes, it sent goose bumps across her skin. All she wanted to do right then was leave.

“Sorry,” she choked, the word barely making it out. “You have the wrong house.”

The thin smile that sliced across his face like a paper cut cracked open to reveal gleaming teeth underneath. Sabi couldn’t help but think of a wolf and how he would eat her with his big teeth.

“I don’t think so. But maybe it’s Perez now, yes? At least that’s what my sources say.”

Every thought she had smashed together in her head. He had her name. Her name. But who was Sabina Petris? And why did he say Perez like that wasn’t her real name? Crap, she needed to get out. Now.

“Baby, you okay?”

Sabi jumped and nearly choked on her heart. Keeping her eyes on the man in front of her she called down to Mrs. Wexler in the steadiest voice she could muster, “Fine. I’m fine.”

Nothing about her cracking voice sounded fine.

“Why don’t you come on down? Come sit with me until your Mama gets home?”

Yes! That’s what she’d do. Nothing could happen if she stayed out in the open with Mrs. Wexler. She took a step backward, not daring to turn her back on the man, but she stopped when he spoke.

“Perhaps you shouldn’t. Or your sister, Matti is it? Could feel the effects of that poor decision.”

Bile burned Sabi’s throat and her vision swam. The man took a step closer.

“You are my property, Sabina. Your parents knew this. They knew this would happen. Come with me now and I’ll forgive their indiscretions. I can’t say the same for their people, of course. So many deaths piling up behind your parents. Something like that is hard for people to forgive.”

Everything in Sabi’s head cleared and one thing rang out above it all: Matti. Get to Matti. Whoever this guy was, whatever he was saying, he wasn’t right. In the head, in life, in anything. Except just looking at him Sabi knew he was far from harmless. He was too casual, too confident. He was the wolf and she the prey and she was getting too close to backing into a corner.

With every ounce of air she had in her lungs Sabi screamed Mrs. Wexler’s name and booked back down the stairs. Footsteps thundered up to meet her and Mrs. Wexler mumbled ‘outside’ and nearly pushed Sabi down the rest of the stairs. But she didn’t need any help. And she didn’t stop on the stoop or to see what her neighbor was going to do.

Guilt slowed her down, but the way Matti rolled off the man’s tongue made her pump her legs harder. It was blocks to the school, but Sabi wasn’t about to wait at a subway stop, sitting like a duck with a price on its head. She needed to get to Matti.

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Author Donna Compositor

Author Donna Compositor

About the Author
Donna has been writing since she was in the single digits when she first realized she needed to do something about all the thoughts in her head. After a stint with bad poetry she finally found her way to novels, mainly of the young adult fantasy variety. When she’s not cranking out more stories she works a regular 9 to 5, reads anywhere from 2 to 3 books a week, drinks copious amounts of tea, eats way too much, and makes her own beauty products because her skin turns into a sentient hive if she uses anything else. This is mostly because she lives in the desert where the air siphons water clean out of her. She lives with a man named Steve and several quadrupeds: three cats named Renfield, Sam, and Dean; and a MinPin named Malfoy..

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – JOURNEY TO THE RIFT (Guardians of the Marked Ones) by Cathi Shaw

JOURNEY TO THE RIFT Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for JOURNEY TO THE RIFT, the first book in the young adult fantasy series, Guardians of the Marked Ones, by Cathi Shaw. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

JOURNEY TO THE RIFT (Guardians of the Marked Ones #1) by Cathi Shaw

JOURNEY TO THE RIFT (Guardians of the Marked Ones #1) by Cathi Shaw

About the Book
Title: JOURNEY TO THE RIFT
Series: Guardians of the Marked Ones #1
Author: Cathi Shaw
Publisher: Ink Smith Publishing
Release Date: November 3, 2016
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy
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Synopsis
A dangerous quest into a forbidden land wasn’t exactly what Brijit Carnesîr was planning after her graduation from the Academy. For years she has looked forward starting her life as a member of the Coimirceoirí and she is thrilled to discover that she has been chosen as the Academy Apprentice of her year. But despite the fact that she has been longing to go to Séreméla and work with the Elders, it soon becomes apparent that her fate isn’t as rosy as it appears to be. First, she is paired up with a grumpy male apprentice from Stone Mountain, Weylon Forborrow. Second, it doesn’t take her long to discover that the Elders are not taking her to Séreméla, as tradition dictates. Instead, Weylon and her are sent to The Rift, a dead land tainted with evil. Even before they join the Elder royalty at Tèarmann, an ancient fortress on the cusp of the Rift, Brijit discovers that the Elders are hiding too many things. She is given the task of helping the Princess in birthing the long awaited Queen of the Elders but nothing is as it seems. There is talk of an old and forgotten Prophecy, Weylon is attacked by a creature from the Rift and her grandmother is killed, after revealing a secret that rocks everything Brijit knows about her past. Soon Brijit questions everything she had been led to believe and, worse, she realizes that the future of Séreméla and all of Five Corners is in jeopardy, unless she can find a way to save it!.

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As they stepped onto the landing, Weylon let out a curse and began to run toward their rooms.

“Weylon, what are you doing?” Brijit called as she hurried after him wondering what could cause such a reaction. He didn’t reply but in a moment he didn’t need to, Brijit saw what had sparked his response.

The door to her room was open and two figures were fleeing down the hallway in the opposite direction of the landing. She watched in horror as Weylon chased them only to have them leap through the window at the end of the hall. Brijit caught up to where Weylon was standing at the open window, cursing softly under his breath. Brijit looked down to where he was gazing to see two black figures sprinting across the common and disappearing into the trees.

Weylon turned back to her.

“It seems, Brijit Carnesîr, that you have more than one secret you’ve been keeping.”

Brijit stepped back from the anger she saw in his dark eyes. “What do you mean?”

“Just why would an Elder and a Draíodóir be breaking into your rooms?”

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Author Cathi Shaw

Author Cathi Shaw

About the Author
Cathi Shaw lives in Summerland, BC with her husband and three children. She is often found wandering around her home, muttering in a seemingly incoherent manner, particularly when her characters have embarked on new adventure. In addition to writing fiction, she is the co-author of the textbook Writing Today and the true story, Surviving Logan.

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – Revelations by T. Marie Alexander

Revelations Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for Revelations, a contemporary coming of age novel by T. Marie Alexander. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

Revelations by T. Marie Alexander

Revelations by T. Marie Alexander

About the Book
Title:
 Revelations
Author: T. Marie Alexander
Release Date: January 27, 2016
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iBooks

Synopsis
Have you ever craved something so badly that all reason was just an excuse getting in your way?

Have you needed something so desperately that you didn’t care how you got it or who you hurt in the process?

I have—and not that long ago.

Acceptance.

Acceptance… from family and friends…

Acceptance of the person I am inside and not outright rejection.

It didn’t come easily for me, and now I believe the world needs to know just how ruthless life can be. How that overwhelming yearning for acceptance can mold you into someone you don’t recognize when you look in the mirror. I’m through hiding behind one façade after another—it’s time for the world to meet the real me.

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Excerpt #2
I turn the music off, turn to face him, and ask, “What is it?”

“I don’t know watcha talkin’ ’bout,” is all he says. Now, I could leave it alone and let him talk to me when he wants, but there’s no fun in that.

“Come on, Brad. Spit it out.”

He doesn’t spit it out, just keeps driving us wherever we’re going. When we leave town, I give up on talking to him. He’s impossible when he gets like this. It almost makes me wish I hadn’t started talking to him. Okay, so that’s a pretty terrible lie. My life got immensely better once I allowed Brad to take over, but when he gets like this, it is frustrating. I know what he’s upset about. Just want the thunder to be over so we can get back to the sunshine and rainbows.

After two hours of driving in silence, we finally make a stop at a funky looking shop with a day glow sign that reads, “I tell your past, present, future.” I glance over to Brad, a little worried. He brought me to a freakin’ fortuneteller. I hope he knows they are a bunch of con artists.

“I use ta come here for advice.” He finally says something to me. It’s not what I want to hear. This is ridiculous. But I don’t tell him that. “I think ya need some advice ’bout life.”

“Not from a con artist.”

“She’s not a con artist. Madame Mercy is different. She sees into ya soul. And she doesn’t charge.”

Ha!

Madame Mercy? There’s no way I will ever talk to someone named Madame Mercy. She sounds like the Wicked Witch of the West. And a fortuneteller who doesn’t charge has to be up to something. She’s probably worse than the ones that do. Either way, there is no way I’m stepping foot into this overly hippied out acid house. I sit back in the seat, which I swear has other life forms growing on it, and cross my arms. If he wants me to go inside that whacko’s shop, he’s gonna have to drag me inside, kicking and screaming. I’m not goin’.

“Take me home,” I demand.

“No, Anna. Ya goin’. I’m tired of watchin’ ya destroy ya life. You’re better than dat.”

“This isn’t ’bout life. This is about Kaz and everyone else.”

“If by everyone else, you mean Nick.”

My face heats up at the mention of Nick. I shouldn’t be attracted to a married man. I know the consequences of wanting a married man. Besides the obvious, he’s a teacher and I’m only fifteen, being attracted to him will only derail my progress with Kaz. What I don’t understand is why Brad cares so much. He’s been getting on to me nonstop about older guys. Women are allowed to be attracted to older guys. Where is it written that is some taboo thing? I know I can’t do anything, not that I want to. I’m not ready for that. But there is nothing wrong with being friends. I want friends. I need friends. And they give me that.

“There’s something ’bout ya that makes a good guy give into temptation.”

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Author T. Marie Alexander

Author T. Marie Alexander

About the Author
T. Marie Alexander lives in Arkansas. She can be found sitting at a computer on any given day, usually writing or looking up something to do with fashion. When she is not doing either of those things, she’s reading on her Kindle or binge watching Roswell on Netflix time and time again. She shares her apartment with her husband and some annoying ghost that like to take her belongings. Her dream of becoming an author started around the age of seven when she would glue small pages together and write about her favorite thing at the time, boy band crushes. TMarie writes Young Adult Science Fiction and Paranormal Fiction.

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – The Dome (Sulan) by Camille Picott

The Dome Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for The Dome, the third episode in the young adult dystopian cyberpunk series, Sulan, by Camille Picott. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway. For a limited time, you can pick up the first episode, The League, for free on Smashwords. See below for details.

The Dome (Sulan Episode 3) by Camille Picott

The Dome (Sulan Episode 3) by Camille Picott

About the Book
Title:
 The Dome
Series: Sulan, Episode 3
Author: Camille Picott
Publisher: Pixiu Press
Release Date: January 15, 2017
Genre: Young Adult Dystopian Cyberpunk
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Smashwords

Synopsis
After escaping the League, Sulan and her friends are granted entrance into the Dome, a utopian biodome in the wilderness of Alaska. Sulan soon finds herself a pawn in Global Arms’s political maneuvers to secure the national mercenary contract. Forced to put on a public persona that makes her skin crawl, she must charm Vex media moguls to further the cause of Global. Should she fail to embrace her new role as company spokesperson, the consequences will be deadly to everyone she loves.

Meanwhile, the League unleashes a new deadly threat on the United States. When Sulan and her friends stumble on the trail of a League mole within the Dome, they set out to track him down. Will they be safe in their new home, or will they find themselves trapped among enemies?

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Excerpt #3
I stare as we draw abreast of the buffet. Never in my life have I seen so much food in one place. Most of it is stuff I’ve only seen in old movies, or food I’ve only had on a few special occasions in my life.

There are platters of fruit, toast, pancakes, waffles, scrambled eggs, potatoes, sausage … so much food I barely know where to start when Timmy shoves a plate into my hands.

“That’s bacon,” Taro says, nudging me. He points to a platter piled high with stiff, reddish-brown meat. A woman in a green polo stands beside it, doling out one slice per person.

“Have you had real bacon before?” Billy asks Taro. “Is it good?”

“Never tried it,” Taro replies. “My dad says it’s the best food on Earth. Says it’s one of the things he misses most from pre-’Fault days.”

“If Black Ice likes bacon, I’m definitely trying it.” Billy holds up a plate to receive his allotted piece. He pops it into his mouth and chews. “Oh yeah,” he says around a mouthful. “This is good stuff.”

“You all have got to try it,” Timmy says. “It is, like, the most amazing stuff ever. It’s only the second time we’ve gotten bacon. It’s only for special occasions.”

“What was the last occasion?” Hank asks.

“Our first day in the Dome. We got bacon and cake that day.”

“What’s today’s occasion?” I hold up my plate to receive my piece.

“You guys,” Timmy says. “See?” He points to a large screen I hadn’t noticed before.

On the screen are scenes from last night’s press conference. It’s too loud to hear anything, but large subtitles roll along the bottom. Now that I’m looking, I see screens all over the room. And I see people whispering and pointing at us.

The unwanted attention makes sweat prickle along my spine. Billy and Taro seem to share my discomfort, both of them casting their eyes downward, but Hank smiles at the pointing fingers and curious eyes.

I turn back toward the buffet tables; much easier to look at food and pretend everyone in the room isn’t staring at me and my friends. Easier to pretend everyone in this place isn’t seeing me in that horrible stripper outfit.

“All the food comes from the Dome,” Timmy says. “We grow and raise everything we eat and drink. Most of our protein comes from rabbits, though there are goats and pigeons, too. And chickens. And pigs. I’ve heard a guinea pig breeding program is also underway. Protein is highly rationed for everyone.”

“Meat protein, you mean,” Taro says. “There are lots of ways to get protein that don’t involve eating dead animals.”

“Ignore the vegetarian in our midst,” Hank says, smiling at a group of Normie kids ogling at us.

Timmy gives Taro a curious look, then says, “Can I have your bacon ration?”

Taro shrugs. “Be my guest.”

I stuff the bacon into my mouth and hold out my plate for fruit. I freeze as flavor explodes on my tongue. The meat is a bit crunchy on the outside, but soft and juicy on the inside. For a moment, I forget all about Mr. Winn, the Dome, and our suffocating lives here. I can’t focus on anything beyond salty, smoky bacon flavor in my mouth.

“Oh my God,” I say, turning to Taro. “I know you’re a vegetarian, but if you’re ever going to eat meat, I swear this is the stuff you want.”

Taro’s eyes widen, then he chuckles. “That’s what my dad says.” He ignores the bacon and holds his plate out for toast.

“Maybe we’ll get lucky and they’ll start raising more pigs,” Timmy says. “Like, a lot more.”

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The League (Sulan Episode 1) by Camille Picott

The League (Sulan Episode 1) by Camille Picott

About Book 1 – NOW FREE ON SMASHWORDS
Title:
 The League
Series: Sulan, Episode 1
Author: Camille Picott
Publisher: Pixiu Press
Release Date: June 4, 2012
Genre: Young Adult Dystopian Cyberpunk
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Smashwords

Synopsis
Sixteen-year-old Sulan Hom can’t remember life before the Default—the day the United States government declared bankruptcy. As a math prodigy, she leads a protected life, kept safe from the hunger and crime plaguing the streets of America. She attends the corporate-sponsored Virtual High School, an academy in Vex (Virtual Experience) for gifted children.

Beyond the security of Sulan’s high-tech world, the Anti-American League wages a guerrilla war against the United States. Their leader, Imugi, is dedicated to undermining the nation’s reconstruction attempts. He attacks anything considered a national resource, including corporations, food storage facilities—and schools. When Sulan witnesses the public execution of a teenage student and the bombing of a college dorm, she panics.

Her mother, a retired mercenary, refuses to teach her how to defend herself. Sulan takes matters into her own hands. With the help of her hacker best friend, Hank, Sulan acquires Touch—an illegal Vex technology that allows her to share the physical experience of her avatar. With Touch, Sulan defies her mother and trains herself to fight.

When Imugi unleashes a new attack on the United States, Sulan finds herself caught in his net. Will her Vex training be enough to help her survive and escape?

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Risk Alleviator (Sulan Episode 2) by Camille Picott

Risk Alleviator (Sulan Episode 2) by Camille Picott

About Book 2
Title:
 Risk Alleviator
Series: Sulan, Episode 2
Author: Camille Picott
Publisher: Pixiu Press
Release Date: August 14, 2013
Genre: Young Adult Dystopian Cyberpunk
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Smashwords

Synopsis
Riska, a miniature winged tiger, is the first Risk Alleviator prototype. A purposeful collision of biology and weaponry, he is product of the Global Arms research facility. He was crafted to be a bodyguard for the wealthy and privileged. Before his kind can be mass produced and released to the market, an extensive testing and training phase is required. When a training session goes horribly wrong, Riska is slated for destruction.

Dr. Hom intercedes to save Riska’s life, presenting a new proposal to Global Arms. Riska is released into his care. The eccentric doctor is the first human to show him kindness, and a bond is quickly forged between the two. But even as Dr. Hom alters Riska in the desired direction of Global Arms, it becomes clear he has his own agenda.

First and foremost among those is to create a personal bodyguard for his daughter, Sulan. In this next installment of the Sulan series, discover Riska’s origin and join his quest to find Sulan when she is taken by League soldiers.”

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Author Camille Picott

Author Camille Picott

About the Author
Camille Picott is a fifth-generation Chinese American. She writes science fiction and fantasy books with Asian characters and/or Asian settings. Camille grew up reading speculative fiction stories largely devoid of Asian characters and culture. This, coupled with a passion for her heritage, is the reason she strives to bring some aspect of Eastern myth, legend, culture, and ethnicity to all of her writings..

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Where to Find Camille Picott
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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – Fading Into the Shadows by Kelly Hashway

Fading Into the Shadows Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for Fading Into the Shadows, a young adult fantasy, by Kelly Hashway. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive blog tour excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

Fading Into the Shadows by Kelly Hashway

Fading Into the Shadows by Kelly Hashway

About the Book
Title: Fading Into the Shadows
Author: Kelly Hashway
Release Date: January 16, 2017
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Kobo

Synopsis
When sixteen-year-old Ella Andrews’s best friend, Avery, goes missing, she’ll do anything to get him back—starting with punching the no-brain cop who couldn’t care less about the disappearance.

Ella’s convinced Avery’s been kidnapped, and she tries everything to find him—even following a strange shadow to another world where the constellations are real-life figures in the sky. But three star groups have fallen and are destroying the world.

The fallen constellations are not the only enemy. Melanie, the princess of Stellaris, is forcing Ella, Avery, and an army of other kids kidnapped from their world to fight the rogue constellations, even as the land is draining away their life. The longer they stay, the more they fade into substanceless shadows—a fate worse than death.

Can Ella save Stellaris before there’s nothing left of her and Avery?

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Excerpt #4
“Things are different here. There’s no electricity. Everything is run by…magic.”

“Magic?” I motion to his armor. “So what, your armor magically appeared on your body?”

“You know the movie Iron Man?” He shrugged. “It’s more like the armor put itself on me.”

Oh great. Now we were the freakin’ Avengers! “Whatever. I’m going out there with you,” I said, not wanting to let him out of my sight. After all, I’d come to this place to find him. I wasn’t about to let him get killed by a bunch of giant constellations and leave me stranded in this awful world with only Gabe to get along with. Besides, even if he didn’t want to be my best friend anymore—which I hoped wasn’t true—I wasn’t giving up on us. If he was going into battle, I was going too.

He handed me a bow and arrow and some armor. After what Avery told me about the armor, I wasn’t eager to let anything magically wrap itself around my body—especially around my boobs of all things. Avery’s eyes lowered as if he was reading my mind. He smirked, and for a second, he was himself again. I smiled back at him as he tossed the armor aside.

“Ready?” he asked.

“If I say no, will you stay here with me?”

“Come on. We’re in this together. Like everything else.”

I smiled, relieved we were still Avery and Ella. The same Avery and Ella we’d always been. We ran to catch up with the army.

The north gate wasn’t exactly a gate anymore. More like a pile of rubble. And Serpens was slithering victoriously through it. Bobson and the front line were rushing toward Serpens, screaming their heads off. As if that would intimidate the world’s largest snake. It was like a bunch of gnats storming a glass door. This battle was going to end in a lot of squashed little boys.

Avery and I were behind the group, so we had a great view of the opening attack. The front line stopped about twenty feet from Serpens and lowered to their knees. It would’ve been funny to watch, a bunch of guys on bended knee as if proposing to the great serpent. Of course the fact that Serpens could have killed them all right there kept it from being funny. I have to admit, I was hoping Serpens would give Bobson a little squeeze with his tail—just enough to knock him down a size or two. The guy needed an attitude adjustment.

The back line raised their bows and fired a volley of arrows, aiming for Serpens’s head. Most of them missed. Still, the ones that did make contact sent Serpens into a violent spasm, allowing the front line to attack with their axes.

“Be careful and don’t get too close,” Avery said. “The bows are magically enhanced so we can hit our targets from further distances.”

I swallowed hard and nodded as if I understood how any of this worked.

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Author Kelly Hashway

Author Kelly Hashway

About the Author
Kelly Hashway grew up reading R.L. Stein’s Fear Street novels and writing stories of her own, so it was no surprise to her family when she majored in English and later obtained a masters degree in English Secondary Education from East Stroudsburg University. After teaching middle school language arts for seven years, Hashway went back to school and focused specifically on writing.

She is now the author of three young adult series, one middle grade series, and several picture books. She also writes contemporary romance under the pen name Ashelyn Drake. When she isn’t writing, Hashway works as a freelance editor for small presses as well as for her own list of clients. In her spare time, she enjoys running, traveling, and volunteering with the PTO. Hashway currently resides in Pennsylvania with her husband, daughter, and two pets.

Where to find Kelly Hashway
Goodreads Website | BlogFacebook Twitter | Instagram | Google+ | Pinterest | Amazon | YouTube | Wattpad

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Release Day + Giveaway – The Tattered Gloves by J.L. Berg

The Tattered Gloves Prologue Reveal

Today is release day for The Tattered Gloves, a young adult contemporary romance, by USA Today bestselling author J.L. Berg. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

The Tattered Gloves by J.L. Berg

The Tattered Gloves by J.L. Berg

About the Book
Title: The Tattered Gloves
Author: J.L. Berg
Release Date: January 24, 2017
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | AmazoniBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
Head down.
Don’t look up. 
Never make eye contact.

Those were the words I lived by growing up, the words that protected me in an unsafe home. But words are only letters and eventually even they couldn’t keep his hands off me.

Hoping to leave behind the shattered life of my past, I find myself in a boring, small town, with an aunt I’ve never met and at a school I loathe.

But soon I learn, not everything in this world is as black and white as I’ve determined. Sometimes those we are so quick to judge often need a second, third or even fourth time to make a first impression.

And often, there are friendships and even love waiting just around the corner, if we are brave enough to take the first step.

Am I brave? Or will I hide behind these tattered gloves of mine forever?

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Prologue
My normally quiet nature seemed to take a backseat when it came to this guy. He made me angry, flustered, and… something else I couldn’t put my finger on.

Annoyed maybe?

No, that wasn’t it.

“What is your problem?” I blurted out, chasing behind him.

“My problem?” he asked, spinning around to face me.

Suddenly, he was too close. I could feel his breath on my face, his presence looming over me.

I took a step back.

He seemed to notice the unease settle around me, and a bit of the edge he carried chipped away.

His next words were said with a slightly softer quality. “Look, maybe we got off on the wrong foot. I didn’t mean to sound so harsh, but if the store doesn’t do well, it’s on me. My dad thinks it’s a waste of time.”

“And you don’t?”

I didn’t know what a rich, popular kid wanted with an old bookstore, but I kept my mouth shut.

He shrugged. “We have nothing in this crummy town, not even a movie theater. Last month, I wanted to see the new Marvel movie, and my friends and I had to drive thirty minutes away just to see it.”

“Haven’t you ever heard of Netflix?” I asked.

“It’s not the same as seeing it on the big screen.”

“I wouldn’t know,” I replied.

“What?” He grinned. “You’ve never been to a movie?”

The way he said it was meant as a joke, but all laughter died when I shook my head.

“Seriously?”

“I mean, I’ve watched several on TV but never at a theater,” I answered, not able to meet his stare.

“I thought you were from the city.”

My eyes flew up to his.

“Oh, so you really did think you were invisible. That doesn’t work around here, Mittens.”

My brows furrowed as I tried to figure out what he meant until he pointed to my gloves.

Mittens.

Cute.

“My name is Willow,” I corrected.

Sam just kept smiling.

“Word of advice, Mittens. The less you try to be invisible, the less interested people will be.”

I let out a heavy sigh, snatching the remainder of the books from the counter.

As he’d reminded me earlier, I wasn’t being paid to mess around.

And I sure as hell didn’t need life lessons from an over privileged daddy’s boy.

I hated this place.

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Author J.L. Berg

Author J.L. Berg

About the Author
J.L. Berg is the USA Today bestselling author of the Ready Series, The Walls Duet, and the Lost & Found Duet. She is a California native living in the beautiful state of historic Virginia. Married to her high school sweetheart, they have two beautiful girls that drive them batty on a daily basis. When she’s not writing, you will find her with her nose stuck in a romance novel, in a yoga studio or devouring anything chocolate. J.L. Berg is represented by Jill Marsal of Marsal Lyon Literary Agency, LLC.
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Where to find J.L. Berg
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Cover Reveal – Harmful Rush (Remedy) by Debra Doxer

Harmful Rush Cover Reveal

Author, Debra Doxer, is unveiling the cover to Harmful Rush, the third book in her young adult paranormal romance series, Remedy, releasing April, 2017. See below for the cover, information on the book and series, and a link to add it to your Goodreads TBR.

Harmful Rush (Remedy #3) by Debra Doxer

Harmful Rush (Remedy #3) by Debra Doxer

About the Book
Title:
 Harmful Rush
Series: Remedy #3
Author: Debra Doxer
Release Date: April, 2017
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Romance
Links: Goodreads

Synopsis
Skylark Samuels has a secret. She’s not a normal teenager, although she plays one in real life. Pretending to be something you’re not isn’t easy, especially in high school where gossip is gold. For years, Sky manages to hide her uniqueness, until one fateful day when she exposes her gift, her curse, and all her fears come to pass. Now instead of going to college near home like she planned, she has to leave town and go someplace where the rumors can’t follow. The plan when she gets there: keep to herself and stay under the radar.

But blending into the background is impossible when local heartthrob Dylan Parks notices her. Even though Sky keeps her distance and doesn’t act like one of Dylan’s adoring fans, he goes out of his way to talk to her. Her. The girl who wants to be invisible.

Sky isn’t immune to Dylan’s charm, but getting close to him is a bad idea. It goes against the promise she made to herself. Besides, if Dylan knew the truth, he wouldn’t want her. If he discovered her secret, he’d treat her differently and possibly fear her. It’s happened before. But the more Sky gets to know Dylan, the harder it is to resist him, until fate intervenes.

A tragic event forces Sky to reveal herself to the one person she’s come to care for, and his reaction is unexpected. For the first time, she doesn’t feel so alone. But what she doesn’t realize is that she’s never been alone. When she finally lets her guard down, someone comes along who threatens to unravel everything, because being normal was never Sky’s destiny.

Harmful Rush is a standalone, full-length novel set in the Remedy world. You do not have to read the first two books to read this book. (Keep You from Harm, Remedy #1, To Have and to Harm, Remedy #2)..

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Harmful Rush (Remedy #3) by Debra Doxer (Full Cover)

Harmful Rush (Remedy #3) by Debra Doxer (Full Cover)

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Keep You From Harm (Remedy #1) by Debra Doxer

Keep You From Harm (Remedy #1) by Debra Doxer

About Book 1
Title:
 Keep You From Harm
Series: Remedy #1
Author: Debra Doxer
Release Date: September 25, 2013
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon

Synopsis
Secrets…

They weigh you down. I’ve kept a secret all my life. It’s my mother’s secret, too. I inherited it from her along with a unique ability that only we possess. She’s gone now, another victim of addiction. If her death isn’t enough to bring me to my knees, her betrayal flays me to the bone. Because the secret my mother and I have been keeping is just one of many she’d kept. She never told me I have an older brother. And now he’s here, eager to be my guardian.

There is no one else. So I move across the country to live with this stranger, my brother. But experience has taught me that most situations are temporary and forming attachments only leads to hurt in the end. That’s why I’m determined to keep to myself in this new place, struggling to seem aloof while I’m quietly breaking apart.

Then I meet Lucas…

His magnetism is hard to resist, and most girls at school aren’t resisting. I don’t fall so easily though, especially not for guys who use their good looks as a weapon. From the start, our interactions are tense and volatile. I know it’s because I’m denying the unwelcome desire that grips me when he’s near. I think he feels it, too. He looks at me with an intensity that threatens to unhinge my resolve. Soon he’s trying to break through the walls that past hurts have built.

But I’m not what I appear to be, and it wouldn’t be fair to get involved with him. At least that’s what I tell myself. Until a terrible act of violence reveals that Lucas has a secret, too. It’s a secret that links us together and ties us to an evil history I could never have imagined.

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To Have and to Harm (Remedy #2) by Debra Doxer

To Have and to Harm (Remedy #2) by Debra Doxer

About Book 2
Title:
 To Have and to Harm
Series:
 Remedy #2
Author:
 Debra Doxer
Release Date:
 May 9, 2014
Genre:
Young Adult Paranormal Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon

Synopsis
She kept everyone from harm, except herself…

Raielle’s life was shrouded in secrets. Her power was a secret and so was her past. When she came to Fort Upton, everything changed. She discovered her family, and she found the boy who would own her heart forever. But it couldn’t last. Knowing so little about her power nearly destroyed her. She had to leave and break both their hearts.

Now she’s back in California, and she doesn’t have to hide who she is anymore. But there is no relief in that because she’s drowning in regret. She knew it would take a miracle or a sin to save her, and there was no miracle. Her survival came at too high a price. She found her father, but she can’t go back to Lucas until she finds redemption.

She saved him. Then she left him…

She came out of nowhere and changed him forever, then she disappeared and left him reeling. Her whole life, she never had anyone who really loved her. Until him. Did she think he wouldn’t come for her? Did she believe she wasn’t worth it?

Lucas leaves everything behind to follow Raielle. When he finds her, she’s a pale shadow of the girl he remembers. Her power is betraying her and so are the people around her, but one thing hasn’t changed. She selflessly wants to save the world, and he just wants to save her.

With more secrets to uncover and dark truths to face, Raielle and Lucas must make sacrifices for each other. But in the end, will those sacrifices bring them closer together or tear them apart? When he’s forced to make the ultimate sacrifice, will she turn her back on everything she believes in to save him again?

~ This book is intended for mature readers due to sexual situations and strong language.

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Author Debra Doxer

Author Debra Doxer

About the Author
Debra Doxer was born in Boston, and other than a few lost years in the California sunshine, she has always resided in the Boston area. She writes fiction, technical software documents, illegible scribbles on sticky notes, and texts that get mangled by AutoCorrect. She writes for a living, and she writes for fun. When her daughter asks when she’ll run out of words, her response always is, “When I run out of time.”

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Where to Find Debra Doxer
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Cover Reveal – Walking the Divide (The Gray Eyes) by Martine Lewis

Author Martine Lewis is unveiling the cover to Walking the Divide, the third book in her young adult paranormal romance series, The Gray Eyes, releasing in 2017. See below for the cover and information about the book. 

Walking the Divide (The Gray Eyes #3) by Martine Lewis

Walking the Divide (The Gray Eyes #3) by Martine Lewis

About the Book
Title:
 Walking the Divide
Series: The Gray Eyes #3
Author: Martine Lewis
PUblisher: BMJ Chanapi Press
Release Date: 2017
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Romance
Links: Coming soon!

Synopsis
Elyssa Thompson, wealthy Manhattan upper class girl, wants something more from life, something meaningful beyond the drunken rich kid parties and shallow talk about clothes and makeup. Zander Fredrick, street kid, victim of a broken foster care system, survives with the help of his power to project feelings onto other people. When he sees Elyssa in Central park one day, he feels a pull toward her, something beyond attraction, something that promises of home and happiness.

Can Elyssa and Zander cross the divide of social class to be together?

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Walking the Divide (The Gray Eyes #3) by Martine Lewis (Full Cover)

Walking the Divide (The Gray Eyes #3) by Martine Lewis (Full Cover)

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Author Martine Lewis

Author Martine Lewis

About the Author
Martine Lewis is a forty something who was born and raised in the French speaking province of Quebec, Canada. She spent her childhood looking forward to her summer vacations at the farm, which were a nice escape from the suburbs where she lived.

Her first written endeavor was a 200-page handwritten Duran Duran bandfiction which she wrote when she was eleven years old. Of all her written work, this is the only one she no longer has.

All throughout high school, Martine wrote more bandfictions and some original work, then she went to write fanfictions in the Star Wars, Buffy and Harry Potter universes. Her fanficiton in the Potterverse are mostly centered on characters of her own creation and can be found on fanfiction.net.

Following her viewing of Roswell on Netflix in 2012, Martine wrote book two and three of the Gray Eyes Series, then went on to create the Gray Eyes Series universe in which she has been playing ever since. She writes contemporary coming-of-age romance fiction (young adult/new adult) with a twist.

Martine is an avid reader and rollerskater. She loves sushi, hot chocolate on a cold day, and the beach. But what she loves above all else is to curl on her chair with her computer and write more stories for her readers.

Martine currently lives in Houston TX with her two cats..

Where to Find Martine Lewis
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