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Cover Reveal: If She Were Blind

If She Were Blind
Laney Wylde
(The After Twelve, #1)
Published by: Crimson Tree Publishing
Publication date: October 22nd 2018
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance, Thriller

Not everyone can get justice the traditional way—that’s where Estlyn Collins comes in. A young lawyer in Santa Monica, her “legal” service, After Twelve, works outside the courtroom to tip the scales when the justice system has failed.

For a price.

Thanks to her powerful underground network, Estlyn’s success rate is stellar, and her inbox stays filled with inquires from the desperate and vengeful. But when one of those names is a ghost from her past seeking vengeance against her, she’s shaken to her core. Off balance and scared to be alone, she makes an impulsive move for a guy. He’s a complication she doesn’t have time for, but it turns out he may also be an unlikely—if unwitting—asset.

Treading the rapidly thinning line between personal and professional, Estlyn pursues her target while outrunning the one on her own back—only to find she may be running into a lot more than she bargained for.

IF SHE WERE BLIND is the first book in the engaging New Adult series AFTER TWELVE by author Laney Wylde. Perfect for fans of the television shows REVENGE, SCANDAL, and VERONICA MARS, the AFTER TWELVE Series is a gritty social-issue drama that delivers steamy romance, intrigue, and the most bittersweet revenge plots. Estlyn’s determination to right every wrong is sure to quench your thirst for justice, yet leave you wanting more.

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Author Bio:

Boy-mom, doctor’s wife, Christ-follower, mathematician, SoCal-dweller, lover of 30 Rock.

Most recently, writer.

I hope you’ll enjoy my debut, Never Touched, out November 12, and available for preorder!

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Cover Reveal: Crown of Bones

Crown of Bones
Keary Taylor
(Crown of Death, #4)
Publication date: September 18th 2018
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

The time for blood has returned. Logan’s biological father has been building an army to rise against the Crown, to challenge Cyrus and Sevan for control over the vampires, and their voices will be heard: every one of them is a rightful Royal.

He is not the only one who is tired of hiding in the shadows. Other family members lost their lives trying to bring all vampires into the spotlight, to show the world what they are capable of. With this many descendants, with this much bad blood, this will be a war fought with enemies new and old. This is the same war the King and Queen fought over a thousand years ago. It will be a battle to the death to keep the vampires’ secret.

But time has always been Sevan’s greatest enemy, and now it is running out in every way. The Crown, the safety of the humans and the world, Logan’s time with Cyrus…

It all comes to an end in the finale of the Blood Descendants Universe.

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Author Bio:

Keary Taylor is the USA TODAY bestselling author of over twenty novels. She grew up along the foothills of the Rocky Mountains where she started creating imaginary worlds and daring characters who always fell in love. She now splits her time between a tiny island in the Pacific Northwest and Utah, with her husband and their two children. She continues to have an overactive imagination that frequently keeps her up at night.

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Blog Tour: The Supervillain and Me

The Supervillain and Me
Danielle Banas
(Morriston Superheroes #1)
Published by: Swoon Reads
Publication date: July 10th 2018
Genres: Romance, Science Fiction, Superheroes, Young Adult

As witty as it is heartpounding, this fresh take on the beloved superhero genre is all about finding your own way to shine even when it seems everyone else around you is, well… super.

Never trust a guy in spandex.

In Abby Hamilton’s world, superheroes do more than just stop crime and save cats stuck in trees―they also drink milk straight from the carton and hog the television remote. Abby’s older brother moonlights as the famous Red Comet, but without powers of her own, following in his footsteps has never crossed her mind.

That is, until the city’s newest vigilante comes bursting into her life.

After saving Abby from an attempted mugging, Morriston’s fledgling supervillain Iron Phantom convinces her that he’s not as evil as everyone says, and that their city is under a vicious new threat. As Abby follows him deeper into their city’s darkest secrets, she comes to learn that heroes can’t always be trusted, and sometimes it’s the good guys who wear black.

Chosen by readers like you for Macmillan’s young adult imprint Swoon Reads, The Supervillain and Me is a hilarious, sweet, and action-packed novel by debut author Danielle Banas that proves no one is perfect, not even superheroes.

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Author Bio:

Danielle Banas, a Pittsburgh native, earned a degree in communication from Robert Morris University. After years spent dreaming up characters instead of paying attention in class, Danielle joined the storytelling platform Wattpad, where her work has received millions of views online. When she isn’t writing, she can be found loudly singing show tunes, spouting off Walt Disney World trivia, and snuggling with her puppy. THE SUPERVILLAIN AND ME is her debut novel.

Follow her on Twitter or Instagram @daniellebanas

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What inspired you to write The Supervillian and Me?

My deep, passionate, (sometimes embarrassing) love for Spider-Man definitely had a lot to do with it. The Spider-Man films are what got me hooked on superheroes, and then when I was in college I came up with my initial idea for the book. The first little piece that I thought of was just a conversation between a brother and a sister where she was making fun of his dorky spandex super suit while they were sitting at their kitchen table. I loved how goofy but also how normal it was, and I think I kept it in the back of my head for about a year before I finally did anything with it. My only goal at the time was just to write the story that I desperately wanted to read. After I fleshed out the characters and the plot, I wrote the first draft in a little under six months. That was about four years ago. Oh and fun fact: My original super suit kitchen table conversation actually ended up making it into the final draft of the book, so that makes me pretty excited.

 

How do you decide on character names?

When I was trying to figure out superhero names, I literally Googled “superhero name generator.” Most of the names it spits out are absolutely awful, but they’re a good jumping-off point. I have one character whose name is intentionally bad, but I’m confident that the others are much better and more normal – or at least as normal as superheroes can be. As for my characters’ “regular” names, I check out baby name websites and look for things that match each character’s personality. If I come across something that I like enough to use as name for a future child of mine, then I’ll put it on the short list for a character. My characters are basically my book children anyway.

 

What are you planning on writing next?

I’m actually in the midst of figuring that out at the moment. Whatever it is, I can guarantee it will have quirky characters and a healthy dose of sarcasm. My favorite part of writing is making people laugh, so I always try to pack as much humor into my stories as I can!

 

Any advice for aspiring authors?

Three things:

  1. Read a lot! Obviously you want to write a lot too, but reading is just as important. Whenever I’m in a bit of a writing slump, I turn to reading to help me feel inspired again.
  2. Don’t be afraid to suck. Seriously. If you’re stumbling through a first draft and you feel like you’re just going through the motions, that’s totally fine. Just get the words on paper. You can always make them better later.
  3. Don’t worry about writing things that are considered “trendy” or things that you think might be trendy in the future. Write what inspires you and write what you love. I promise there are people out there who will love it as much as you do.

 

What books/authors inspired you?

Two words: Harry. Potter. Those are the books that made me fall in love with reading, which eventually led to me falling in love with writing. When I was in elementary school, I would spend every summer vacation reading and rereading Harry Potter. I’ve read each one ten times because I was determined not to read one of them more than the others. I still remember my mom yelling at me because I wouldn’t go outside and play; I’d just sit on the couch with a Harry Potter book.

 

Did you always want to be an author?

No, I always wanted to be an actress. I still sometimes do, to be honest. I’m that person that will reenact entire scenes from movies repeatedly, even though I can tell people are getting sick of me. It wasn’t until my junior year of college that I decided I wanted to be an author. I took a creative writing class for an elective and then I just couldn’t stop.

 

What kind of music did you listen to while writing?

I’m weird because I can’t concentrate if I write with music on. I’ll just start singing along and absolutely no writing will get done, so I’ll go back afterward and make a playlist. The playlist for The Supervillain and Me has the Beatles, Frank Sinatra, Adele, Ed Sheeran, Fall Out Boy, Queen, half of the Guardians of the Galaxy soundtrack, and a bunch of Disney songs. “You’ve Got a Friend in Me” from Toy Story is my personal favorite.

 

Current favorite TV show?

Probably Riverdale, followed by Property Brothers and The Flash. I’ll never say no to a Seinfeld rerun either.

 

What’s your Hogwarts house?

Oh gosh. Every quiz I take tells me something different – and yes, I’ve taken a lot of quizzes. If I could choose, I’d want to be in Gryffindor, but really I think I’m more of a Hufflepuff.

 

Other YA books you love? Give us some recs!

At the moment, I’m really gravitating toward rom-coms and geeky stories. I just read Love Scene, Take Two by Alex Evansley and I’m obsessed! I read the first draft of it over three years ago, and I loved it then and I love it even more now that it’s finally been published. I also finished Geekerella by Ashley Poston recently, and I loved that one as well. I mean, it has sci-fi, fandoms, and cons – like sign me the heck up!

 

Blog Tour: The Boyfriend Bracket

The Boyfriend Bracket
Kate Evangelista
Published by: Swoon Reads
Publication date: June 19th 2018
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult

The only way to get over a hopeless crush is to find someone new…Enter: The Boyfriend Bracket!

Putting a new spin on a classic trope, Kate Evangelista explores family bonds, changing relationships, and senior year as our heroine tries to get over her brother’s best friend.

Stella has had a hopeless crush on Will, her older brother’s best friend FOREVER, but now that Cam and Will have graduated and are going off to college, this year is her chance to really strike out on her own. Without her overprotective brother and his sidekick around to distract her, she can focus on having all the typical high school experiences that she’s always dreamed of―starting with finding a boyfriend! With the help of her best friend, Franklin, she comes up with the perfect plan to have a boyfriend by Christmas: The Boyfriend Bracket.

Or it seems like the perfect plan . . . right up until Will starts showing up again. How is she supposed to find the perfect boyfriend when none of her dates measure up to the one boy she can never have?

The Boyfriend Bracket puts a new spin on a classic genre in a fun, unforgettable way.

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Author Bio:

When Kate Evangelista was told she had a knack for writing stories, she did the next best thing: entered medical school. After realizing she wasn’t going to be the next Doogie Howser, M.D., Kate wandered into the Literature department of her university and never looked back. Today, she is a graduate of De La Salle University – Manila with an Bachelor of Arts in Literature. She taught high school English for three years and was an essay consultant for two. Currently she writes full time and is based in the Philippines. To learn more about Kate, please visit her website at http://www.kateevangelista.com or follow her on Twitter @KateEvangelista

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What inspired you to write The Boyfriend Bracket?

My editor and I were talking story ideas over the phone for my next book. When my editor suggested the brother’s best friend trope, it was like lightning hit me. The story formed in my head right away. That night I couldn’t wait to write the story that would eventually become The Boyfriend Bracket.

How do you decide on character names?

Early on in my writing career, character names needed to have meanings related to the character and the story. As I matured, I learned to wait until the character introduces himself or herself. Once I know their names, I usually start to know what their story is and how they fit into the world I’m building.

What are you planning on writing next?

I already have an idea for what the next book will be and am doing my research, but I’m keeping what it is to myself for now. I’ve also come to learn not to talk to much about what I’m working on next because the initial draft is never what the final story will be.

Any advice for aspiring authors?

Learn to love editing more than the writing. Editing is the lifeblood of a novel. Just think about the book you are currently reading and how many drafts it took for the final product to reach your hands. The editing process is usually the longest part of the process, which is why learning how to love it will help keep up your motivation when you no longer what anything to do with the story.

What books/authors inspired you?

Lisa Kleypas. Reading her work always inspires me to write. That’s why every book has an element of romance. My characters are falling in love no matter what. I can’t help myself. I love love and Kleypas delivers lots of it. She’s also awesome at creating interesting characters.

Did you always want to be an author?

No. I never thought about writing as a career. I was supposed to be a doctor. Then I because a teacher. Then an essay consultant. Only when I realized that writing was always there despite whatever job I was in. I was always happiest when writing. It took me a few years, but when I finally committed, I never looked back.

What kind of music did you listen to while writing?

Interesting fact, for this one, I didn’t listen to anything. I actually wrote The Boyfriend Bracket at night, when all was quiet. I turned down the lights and in the cocoon of darkness and silence the words flowed.

Current favorite tv show?

RuPaul’s Drag Race. I don’t know why it took me so long to watch this awesome show? I’m currently binging season 7. The queens get prettier and cattier with each new season. I totally recommend this show. I’ll even confess that I have a crush on RuPaul when he’s in drag. So gorgeous.

What’s your hogwarts house?

Gryffindor. Is it wrong that I want to be in another house? Ravenclaws are so interesting. Hufflepuffs are fun to hang out with. And Slytherins are darkly funny. Gryffindors are great too, but my heart is in another house.   

Other YA books you love? Give us some recs!

I’m currently reading Let’s Talk About Love by my Swoon sister Clair Kann. It’s definitely a recommend for me. I want to be friends with Alice and Takumi. Hanging out with them for an afternoon would be so fun. I suggest picking up this book when you grab a copy of The Boyfriend Bracket.

Book Blitz: Superhero High

Superhero High
T.H. Hernandez
Published by: Soul Mate Publishing
Publication date: July 5th 2018
Genres: Adventure, Science Fiction, Young Adult

Sixteen-year-old Annarenee Stevens is the sole member of her family without a super power. The only time she feels powerful is in the pool. With her sights set on swimming for U.C. Berkeley, she’s ready to win it all at the State championship and secure her future.

When the government unexpectedly ends the secret Genetically Enhanced Asset (GEA) program, Annarenee is uprooted from Dayton, the only home she’s ever known, and relocated to San Diego with all of the other GEA families. Queen of her public school, Annarenee is just another zero at Superhero High, a school without any sports teams.

With the end of the program, her hero older brother now needs a college education, too, meaning the only way Annarenee is getting into Berkeley is on a scholarship. Her dream is slipping through her fingers, no matter how tightly she clings to it. To make matters worse, super hot superhero, Ren Gonzalez, is paying too much attention to her. The kind of attention that has Ren’s ex-girlfriend intent on making Annarenee’s life even more miserable.

But when heroes begin disappearing, zeros and heroes will be forced to team up in order to solve the mystery. If they don’t kill each other first.https://mail.google.com/mail/u/0/?ui=2&ik=5c9f152ab4&view=fimg&th=164391b5525e3ff0&attid=0.7&disp=inline&safe=1&attbid=ANGjdJ9RL8uPeWLs4DPl4f6a4cS1hD5GKAmjlIuTjOMLFDh-6aKUqH0CrL6GPcq7oIO6luHwHm8ywJSBMleZvmlkRhGW9FnZ9EAbYim-SxURX-aF847DQmH2lV4nV_o&ats=1529973571718&rm=164391b5525e3ff0&zw&sz=w4248-h2418

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Smith slides in beside me and drapes his arm around me, kissing the side of my head.

Ryan glances over his shoulder before backing up. “You guys are coming tonight, right?”

“Wouldn’t miss it,” Smith answers for both of us.

The drive to my house is less than five minutes. On the way Smith leans in and whispers in my ear, “Anyone going to be home?”

I shake my head then wonder if I should have lied. Smith’s been hinting more frequently that he wants to have sex. We’ve been dating for three months, but unlike Smith, I’m not ready. Call me old-fashioned, but I want my first time to be special. I like Smith, he’s cute, popular, and funny, but I’m not in love with him. Plus, I’m pretty sure you shouldn’t keep secrets from the person you share the most intimate part of yourself with, and I’m keeping a huge secret from Smith.

We pull up in front of my house, and Smith and I hop out, grabbing our stuff from the back.

“I’ll call you later,” Ronny yells as Ryan roars off.

I wave as they turn the corner and disappear, nerves twisting in my belly as Smith takes my hand. I glance at him, my gaze drawn to his crystal blue eyes beneath messy-wild blond hair. Smith moved here last summer and rapidly became one of the most popular guys in our class. He’s always tan and his body is cut, a result of time spent in the pool or surfing in his native Florida. Every single girl in our school, and possibly even a few with boyfriends, would be thrilled to have my problem. I need to figure this out soon before he decides he’s tired of waiting.

Smith guides me up the walkway toward the porch, and I wonder how far I can let him go this time before I put on the brakes.

Our front door opens and two men dressed in black suits, white button-ups, black ties, and sunglasses exit our house. The taller of the two seems to size me up behind his dark lenses before he nods and passes. I turn and watch them get into a black Escalade parked across the street.

My brother, Noah, cruises up and parks his vintage blue Mustang convertible in the driveway. He climbs out, his eyes glued to the SUV as it pulls away from the curb.

Smith snorts. “What are the Blues Brothers doing here?”

I don’t share his humor and instead turn toward my brother, eyebrows raised in silent question.

Noah shakes his head, and inside my own head, I hear, “I don’t know, they were blocking me.”

A chill runs through me starting in the pit of my stomach. It’s not unusual to get a visit from the Men in Black, but my parents should be at work, and Noah should still be at his school for another couple of hours. Something is wrong.

Don’t panic, AR,” Noah says in my head.

I turn to Smith, “Um, I’ll call you later, okay? Pick me up at eight?”

He leans in and kisses my cheek. “Sure. Wear something sexy.” He smiles and waggles his eyebrows.

Douchebag,” Noah says only to me before heading inside.

 

Author Bio:

T.H. Hernandez is the author of young adult books. The Union, a futuristic dystopian adventure, was a finalist in the 2015 San Diego book awards in the Young Adult Fiction category.

She loves pumpkin spice lattes, Game of Thrones, Comic-Con, Star Wars, Doctor Who marathons, Bad Lip Reading videos, and all things young adult, especially the three young adults who share her home.

When not visiting the imaginary worlds inside her head, T.H. Hernandez lives in usually sunny San Diego, California with her husband and three children, a couple of cats, and a dog who thinks he’s a cat, affectionately referred to as “the puppycat.”

You can find her online at http://thhernandez.com

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Superhero High by T.H. Hernandez Playlist

  • Luck by American Authors
  • Lampshades on Fire by Modest Mouse
  • Catch Me Now I’m Falling by The Kinks
  • Something Just Like This by Chainsmokers and ColdPlay
  • Hate Me by Blue October
  • So Alive by the Goo Goo Dolls
  • Waiting for Superman by Daughtry
  • Fade Into You by Mazzy Star
  • The Underdog by Spoon
  • Superhero by The Script
  • Hey Girl by Ingram Hill
  • Just Breathe by Eddie Vedder
  • Hero by Chad Kroeger

Excerpts

Excerpt #1

Smith slides in beside me and drapes his arm around me, kissing the side of my head.

Ryan glances over his shoulder before backing up. “You guys are coming tonight, right?”

“Wouldn’t miss it,” Smith answers for both of us.

The drive to my house is less than five minutes. On the way Smith leans in and whispers in my ear, “Anyone going to be home?”

I shake my head then wonder if I should have lied. Smith’s been hinting more frequently that he wants to have sex. We’ve been dating for three months, but unlike Smith, I’m not ready. Call me old-fashioned, but I want my first time to be special. I like Smith, he’s cute, popular, and funny, but I’m not in love with him. Plus, I’m pretty sure you shouldn’t keep secrets from the person you share the most intimate part of yourself with, and I’m keeping a huge secret from Smith.

We pull up in front of my house, and Smith and I hop out, grabbing our stuff from the back.

“I’ll call you later,” Ronny yells as Ryan roars off.

I wave as they turn the corner and disappear, nerves twisting in my belly as Smith takes my hand. I glance at him, my gaze drawn to his crystal blue eyes beneath messy-wild blond hair. Smith moved here last summer and rapidly became one of the most popular guys in our class. He’s always tan and his body is cut, a result of time spent in the pool or surfing in his native Florida. Every single girl in our school, and possibly even a few with boyfriends, would be thrilled to have my problem. I need to figure this out soon before he decides he’s tired of waiting.

Smith guides me up the walkway toward the porch, and I wonder how far I can let him go this time before I put on the brakes.

Our front door opens and two men dressed in black suits, white button-ups, black ties, and sunglasses exit our house. The taller of the two seems to size me up behind his dark lenses before he nods and passes. I turn and watch them get into a black Escalade parked across the street.

My brother, Noah, cruises up and parks his vintage blue Mustang convertible in the driveway. He climbs out, his eyes glued to the SUV as it pulls away from the curb.

Smith snorts. “What are the Blues Brothers doing here?”

I don’t share his humor and instead turn toward my brother, eyebrows raised in silent question.

Noah shakes his head, and inside my own head, I hear, “I don’t know, they were blocking me.”

A chill runs through me starting in the pit of my stomach. It’s not unusual to get a visit from the Men in Black, but my parents should be at work, and Noah should still be at his school for another couple of hours. Something is wrong.

“Don’t panic, AR,” Noah says in my head.

I turn to Smith, “Um, I’ll call you later, okay? Pick me up at eight?”

He leans in and kisses my cheek. “Sure. Wear something sexy.” He smiles and waggles his eyebrows.

“Douchebag,” Noah says only to me before heading inside.

Excerpt #2

“No running!” I yell at the boy who’s on his latest attempt to make cannonball history.

He slows his approach slightly before picking up speed again just before launching himself into the pool with a spectacular spray. Two girls in the splash zone scream and put their hands up to fend off the water, which is pointless considering they’re already drenched.

The kid pops up, shaking his head, water flying off the tips of his hair, further dousing the girls.

I blow my whistle and point at him, crooking my finger to let him know we need to talk.

He heads over to my chair and looks up at me with a sheepish grin that no doubt drives tween girls to fits of giggles. Not going to work on me.

“You need to sit out for ten minutes.”

“What? No!”

“Yes. I told you three times not to run.”

“But I can’t slip and fall,” he whines. “If I start to lose traction, I can levitate myself before I eat pavement.”

I roll my eyes. The Red Cross did not prepare me for lifeguarding superheroes. “There are other kids around here without that ability. If you run, they’ll think they can, too.”

He crosses his arms and mumbles a “fine” before slinking off and plunking himself down on one of the chairs.

“You should wear red more often,” says a low, sexy voice. I twist around and stare down into a pair of blue-green eyes. He’s grinning up at me, making him somehow even more attractive. “It’s definitely your color.”

Don’t smile, don’t smile, don’t smile. Oh hell, I’m smiling. “Your girlfriend doesn’t like you talking to me, you know.”

He leans his shoulder against the frame of my chair. “Here’s a little secret not too many people know—I don’t have a girlfriend.”

“I’m pretty sure the blonde I saw you with last week thinks you do.”

His grin only broadens. “She used to be my girlfriend, but she’s not anymore.”

“Interesting,” I say, because I don’t know what else to say. Is he being honest with me? It’s hard to tell. I study his face, trying to figure out if he’s only saying what he thinks I want to hear. I mean, she might’ve been a bitch to me, but she’s gorgeous. And why wouldn’t she be staking her claim on him? If he was my boyfriend, I’d be doing the same thing.

“Oh yeah? Why’s that?”

“What?” I forgot what the hell we were talking about.

“Why is that interesting?”

Oh shit. “Umm . . . I . . . uh, it was just something to say. It’s not interesting, or boring, it’s nothing.” I shrug in a way that I hope conveys how completely uninterested I am.

“Hey, Ren, quit wasting time with that zero and get over here,” says the dark-haired muscular boy that was with him the other day.

I glare at the boy, unsure how he knows who I am and whether or not I’m enhanced. A fight in the pool catches my attention and I blow my whistle, yelling at the group of boys to knock it off. When I turn back, Ren has joined his sister and the boy, although Lexie isn’t with them. Perhaps he was telling the truth.

Not that it matters anymore. Now that I’ve been outed as a zero, Ren Gonzalez won’t be wasting any more of his time on me.

Excerpt #3

Ren hands me the syllabus and we go through them together, with me highlighting some he should read and letting him choose some others. When I’m done, I hand the paper back to him and catch him staring at me, or more accurately, staring at my mouth.

Oh my God, is he . . .? No, he wouldn’t. My throat goes dry and I swallow hard. I should get up, but the thought of Ren’s lips pressed to mine keeps me from moving. My breathing escalates to the point that he must notice, and my hands curl and relax at my sides.

His gaze lifts to mine, and the vulnerability in his eyes steals my breath. I’ve never seen this side of him. Not really. He’s been unsure, or nervous, but not this. Ren searches my face for something, and I’m pretty sure all he’s going to see is pure fear. Because if I kiss this boy, nothing between us will be the same.

My tongue darts out and moistens my lips before I can acknowledge that probably wasn’t the best idea. His pupils dilate before his eyelids drift closed. He leans closer, tilting his head.

Holy crap, this is happening, and I’m not doing anything to stop it. Which means I must want this. My breath catches as my eyes close, and I wait for the soft brush of his lips. The mattress dips next to me, and the heat from his body’s proximity radiates to my arm and chest.

His warm breath, minty and clean, dances close to my lips. I part mine slightly as he gets closer, waiting, wondering for a brief second if he’s about to tell me this is all a big joke or make fun of me. The scent of sandalwood and soap fills my senses, and rough whiskers rasp against my chin. I take in a sharp breath and . . .

“Ren, I need—oh, oh, I’m so sorry. Mom said you were studying, and . . .”

Ren pulls back from me so fast, he creates a breeze that ruffles my hair. When I open my eyes, he’s standing beside the bed, his hand on top of his head. “Hey, M, what’s up?”

Mattea’s eyes dart between us. She’s clearly agitated about something, whether from what she walked in on or something else isn’t apparent. “It’s Ian. He’s missing.”

Okay, something else. Good.

“What do you mean he’s missing?” Ren asks.

“I mean he was supposed to meet me an hour ago, but he never showed. No text, no call, nothing. That’s never happened. I called his mom and she hasn’t heard from him, either. She says he’s not at home and his phone’s offline.”

Ren glances at me, then back to his sister. “I’m sure it’s nothing, Mattea. His battery’s probably dead.”

“He’s never disappeared like this without calling. Something’s wrong. I know it.”

“Okay, I get it. What do you want me to do?”

I stand and grab my bag off the floor. “I should go.”

“Wait . . .” Ren’s lips part, as if he’s going to say something more, but he doesn’t.

“I’ll see you on Thursday.” Before I can say or do something stupid, I rush from the room. “Bye, Mrs. Gonzalez,” I call as I fly out the front door, not waiting for her response.

Book Blitz: Alpha

Alpha
Jus Accardo
(The Infinity Division #3)
Published by: Entangled: Teen
Publication date: July 3rd 2018
Genres: Science Fiction, Young Adult

“A fun YA sci-fi story with a compelling cast of characters.” —Kirkus Reviews on Infinity

Sera is the obsession of a killer chasing a ghost. G is a soldier with too much blood on his hands.

Dylan lost the only person he ever loved—and will stop at nothing to get her back.

In a whirlwind chase that takes them back to where it all started, Sera, G, and Dylan will have to confront their demons—both physical and mental—and each other, in order to win their freedom.

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The rain stopped, and the wind outside had settled, leaving an uncomfortable silence in its wake. I didn’t have a problem with the quiet. I liked it, in fact. But this was something a little different. This was uncomfortable. The kind of stillness that came from forced proximity to someone or something that made your skin itch and your stomach roil. The kind of hush that usually set in right before a devastating storm or a natural disaster.

He did this sometimes. Just sat across from me and stared. He usually wouldn’t even say anything. I didn’t think he expected me to say anything, either. He just looked. Sometimes it lasted a few minutes, just long enough to send that chill skittering up and down my spine. Other times it would go on for hours. He’d blink and breathe and fidget, but his eyes…those remained locked on me, his unhealthy mix of sadness and lust and greed and anger crushing me to the point of breathlessness.

We were at it again, and I was just about out of patience. It was one thing to have been ripped away from my home, from my life, by that madwoman, Cora Anderson. It was another to have her poke and prod and use me as a science experiment. She’d altered my mind. Made me forget most of my life before the day I woke up a prisoner on the floor of her cold, dank cell. Those things were all bad, but having been “rescued” by this bastard and forced to stay by his side at all times? That was an entirely new level of torture.

“You’re thinking about him again, aren’t you?” His tone was acidic and his jaw tight. He had a temper, this guy. I’d seen it multiple times. He’d never done anything more than scream at me, but it was only a matter of time with people like this. I wasn’t sure how I knew that, but I felt it in my bones. Maybe I’d known someone like him at home. Maybe it was just intuition.

“Yes,” was all I replied. I found that simple, one-word responses went over the best. Or, more accurately, the worst. When I said too little, he grew agitated. He wanted me to talk to him, yet the things that came out of my mouth weren’t ever what he wanted to hear. I didn’t act like he’d hoped I would, didn’t say the things he longed to hear. Some days he was determined to change me. Others, he was rabid, blaming me for not behaving like myself and demanding that I wake up.

Forget that I had no idea who I was.

“While it’s not okay, I understand.” He offered me a smile—a small, tentative twitch of his lips and gentle shrug of his shoulders. He was making an effort to be kinder today, going out of his way to speak softer and move slower.

That made me even angrier.

“You understand? Then my life is complete. All I’ve ever wanted was the understanding of a serial killer.” Even if I hadn’t been thinking about…someone else, I would have lied. The fact that I wasn’t focused on him, and him alone, drove Dylan—my savior, my captor—crazy. But the truth was, I was thinking of him. That other him. How could I not? Even if I didn’t find myself missing him every moment of every day in an almost physical way, I wouldn’t be able to put him out of my mind because he was technically sitting here across from me.

Author Bio:

JUS ACCARDO spent her childhood reading and learning to cook. Determined to follow in her grandfather’s footsteps as a chef, she applied and was accepted to the Culinary Institute of America. But at the last minute, she realized her true path lay with fiction, not food.

Jus is the bestselling author of the popular Denazen series from Entangled publishing. A native New Yorker, she lives in the middle of nowhere with her husband, three dogs, and sometimes guard bear, Oswald.

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The rain stopped, and the wind outside had settled, leaving an uncomfortable silence in its wake. I didn’t have a problem with the quiet. I liked it, in fact. But this was something a little different. This was uncomfortable. The kind of stillness that came from forced proximity to someone or something that made your skin itch and your stomach roil. The kind of hush that usually set in right before a devastating storm or a natural disaster.

He did this sometimes. Just sat across from me and stared. He usually wouldn’t even say anything. I didn’t think he expected me to say anything, either. He just looked. Sometimes it lasted a few minutes, just long enough to send that chill skittering up and down my spine. Other times it would go on for hours. He’d blink and breathe and fidget, but his eyes…those remained locked on me, his unhealthy mix of sadness and lust and greed and anger crushing me to the point of breathlessness.

We were at it again, and I was just about out of patience. It was one thing to have been ripped away from my home, from my life, by that madwoman, Cora Anderson. It was another to have her poke and prod and use me as a science experiment. She’d altered my mind. Made me forget most of my life before the day I woke up a prisoner on the floor of her cold, dank cell. Those things were all bad, but having been “rescued” by this bastard and forced to stay by his side at all times? That was an entirely new level of torture.

“You’re thinking about him again, aren’t you?” His tone was acidic and his jaw tight. He had a temper, this guy. I’d seen it multiple times. He’d never done anything more than scream at me, but it was only a matter of time with people like this. I wasn’t sure how I knew that, but I felt it in my bones. Maybe I’d known someone like him at home. Maybe it was just intuition.

“Yes,” was all I replied. I found that simple, one-word responses went over the best. Or, more accurately, the worst. When I said too little, he grew agitated. He wanted me to talk to him, yet the things that came out of my mouth weren’t ever what he wanted to hear. I didn’t act like he’d hoped I would, didn’t say the things he longed to hear. Some days he was determined to change me. Others, he was rabid, blaming me for not behaving like myself and demanding that I wake up.

Forget that I had no idea who I was.

“While it’s not okay, I understand.” He offered me a smile—a small, tentative twitch of his lips and gentle shrug of his shoulders. He was making an effort to be kinder today, going out of his way to speak softer and move slower.

That made me even angrier.

“You understand? Then my life is complete. All I’ve ever wanted was the understanding of a serial killer.” Even if I hadn’t been thinking about…someone else, I would have lied. The fact that I wasn’t focused on him, and him alone, drove Dylan—my savior, my captor—crazy. But the truth was, I was thinking of him. That other him. How could I not? Even if I didn’t find myself missing him every moment of every day in an almost physical way, I wouldn’t be able to put him out of my mind because he was technically sitting here across from me.

 

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I watched it come—the subtle twitch of his left eye and the pull of his lips as he ground his teeth. Rage swirled behind his eyes and I knew… Somehow, I was sure that I’d taken this too far. This could be it. I might have finally pushed him hard enough.

I thought about the twin scars on the insides of each of my wrists. I had no recollection of how they’d gotten there, but every day I spent with Dylan was one day closer to convincing me that I’d had a death wish in my old life. One that had carried through the memory loss and was fighting its way to the surface.

He grabbed two handfuls of my shirt and hauled me away from the chair. Whipping me around as though I weighed nothing more than a feather, he flung me at the bed. I crashed into the mattress and bounced, rolling off the side and hitting the floor with enough force to jar my hip. A jolt of pain shot through me, and I winced, lifting my head to glare at him in defiance. “That’s it? All you’ve got?”

He clenched his fists and closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, the anger had gone. Mostly. “You’d like that, right? If I killed you? Then you’d feel justified in believing I’m a monster.”

“You don’t need to do anything to justify to me that you’re a monster.” I grabbed the edge of the bed and climbed to my feet. I’d traded one captivity for another, and I’d be damned if I let him bully me into silence. “I’ve told you repeatedly that I want to leave. That I don’t want to be here with you. The fact that you refuse to set me free, to let me find G, proves it in spades.”

“For three weeks I’ve done nothing but keep you safe.” He had a point. A small one. Cade and Noah and G weren’t the only ones chasing us. Cora’s main man, Yancy, and his crew had been nipping at our heels for weeks now. Sometimes we burned the cooldown on his chip, skipping and waiting out in the open until they found us, only to skip again. After the fourth and final skip, we hunkered down in some out of the way hole, like we were now, a brief twenty-four hours of reprieve granted while the chip reset before we had to do it all again.

That was, of course, assuming they didn’t land right on top of us when they followed. The way the chip worked, you could track someone’s frequency, but the individual landing spot was a bit random. It could put you anywhere from one foot to half a mile away from your target. We’d had a couple of close calls but had gotten lucky this last time. “If it wasn’t for me, you’d be back rotting in that cage.”

 

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Second Star
J.M. Sullivan
Published by: Bleeding Ink Publishing
Publication date: March 5th 2019
Genres: Fantasy, Science Fiction, Young Adult

Peter Pan has never been one to follow the rules. Abandoned as a child, he was adopted by the renowned Captain Hooke to join the crew of the starship Jolly Roger. But when Peter finds out that the elegant Captain is not as upstanding as everyone believes, he has no choice but to sabotage the ship, alienating him from the crew, the fleet, and the only family he’s ever known.

Wendy Darling has worked her entire life to rise through the ranks of the prestigious Londonierre Brigade. Now as a Captain, she has everything she’s always wanted, including a ship and crew of her own. But when the Brigade receives a strange transmission from the legendary James Hooke, lost a hundred years earlier in uncharted space and presumed dead, Wendy is willing to risk it all to rescue her hero from the planet known only as Neverland.

But there is more to Neverland than meets the eye, and more to Hooke than what was written in history books. When Wendy crash lands on the ominous planet, she quickly discovers Neverland’s dark secret; a malevolent being known as The Shadow that’s looking for a host body to escape its eternal prison. To fulfill her mission, Wendy must decide whether to trust the dashing Hooke or the mysterious Fleet mechanic who goes by the name of Pan–and she has to decide quickly…

Before the darkness consumes them all.

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An avid reader and hopeless fangirl, J.M. Sullivan shamelessly fantasized that this was, in fact, her AUROR bio, but has since determined AUTHOR bio to be the next best thing. An almost Arizona native, she was raised in Phoenix, but when asked, she will tell you her formative years were really spent in the land of make-believe, where she passed countless hours with her favorite characters in their own worlds, Wonderland included.

Eventually, society informed her that she had to grow up, so she experimented in retail, music, and business careers before realizing her passion for kids. She now works in Abu Dhabi as a middle school science teacher who fosters a love of science, literature, and learning in her students.

Although known to dabble in adulting, J.M. is a big kid at heart who still believes in true love, magic, and most of all, the power of coffee. When she isn’t busy writing or caught in a daydream, she spends her time at home with her husband, their two cats, three kids, and a whole lot of madness. And she wouldn’t have it any other way.

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The Revolution of Jack Frost
K.M. Robinson
Published by: Bleeding Ink Publishing
Publication date: November 6th 2018
Genres: Dystopian, Fairy Tales, Retelling, Young Adult

No one inside the snow globe knows that Morozoko Industries is controlling their weather, testing them to form a stronger race that can survive the fall out from the bombs being dropped in the outside world—all they know is that they must survive the harsh Winter that lasts a month and use the few days of Spring, Summer, and Fall to gather enough supplies to survive.

When the seasons start shifting, Genesis and her boyfriend, Jack, know something is going on. As their team begins to find technology that they don’t have access to inside their snow globe of a world, it begins to look more and more like one of their own is working against them.

Genesis soon discovers Morozoko Industries is to blame, but when a foreign enemy tries to destroy their weather program to make sure their destructive life-altering bombs succeed in destroying the outside world, their only chance is to shut down the machine that is spinning out of control and save the lives of everyone inside the bunker–at any cost.

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The World Portal for The Revolution of Jack Frost has just been opened up on www.kmrobinsonbooks.com with behind-the-scenes info, exclusive looks at characters, there will be interactive choose-your-own-adventure games, facebook filters and frames, videos, artwork, and more coming soon, and the information is changing every few days, so if you want to catch it all, you have to keep checking back for all the exclusives. There may even be bonus scenes and other freebies on the site as well!

 

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K.M. Robinson is a best selling storyteller who creates new worlds both in her writing and in her fine arts conceptual photography. She is a marketing, branding and social media strategy educator who is recognized at first sight by her very long hair. She is a creative who focuses on photography, videography, couture dress making, and writing to express the stories she needs to tell. She almost always has a camera within reach.

Get free excerpts of her books at excerpt.kmrobinsonbooks.com and check out her website http://www.kmrobinsonbooks.com

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What inspired you to write a Jack Frost retelling?

 I’m a big fan of retellings in general (I’ve done Goldilocks, Sleeping Beauty, Little Miss Muffet, Little Bo Peep, Goose Girl, and a few I can’t tell you about yet) and I’ve always been a big fan of Jack Frost, but the story was actually inspired by a fine arts photography piece I created a few years ago where the model was guiding winter into the image and the snow trailed behind her, blanketing the world in blues and whites. Jack’s story was conceptualized through that art piece and it can be found in the Jack Frost World Portal on my website.

Is Jack like any of your other characters?

 Jack has a lot of similarities to Auluria from The Golden Trilogy, though I can’t say too much about why just yet. Both my Goldilocks (Auluria) and Jack find themselves in very difficult situations where they have to make tough choices to protect the people they care about. Neither foresaw the situations they are dropped into, but both have to make difficult (and deadly) choices to make sure their people survive. I’m pretty sure these two would be great friends and have a lot to talk about if they ever crossed series and met!

Why did you chose to write a cold weather book when most of your others are warm weather?

 It’s true that I mainly write in every season except winter! I’m a big warm weather fan! Jack and Gen’s story doesn’t JUST take place in winter though—their seasons rotate quickly, bouncing between the different seasons in a matter of days, so I work them all in there rather quickly. Honestly, give me the beachy mermaid summers of The Siren Wars Saga any day in real life!

What are some challenges you’ve faced writing in the dystopian genre?

 Dystopian books are some of my favorites but it’s definitely a densely populated area in the book world, so finding unique spins tends to be what fans point out the most. I’ve been fortunate enough to have a lot of people tell me that my books gave them hope that there was “still uniqueness left in the genre” because I got so creative with how I tell my dystopians. Specifically, I’ve had my Jaded Duology pointed out for being so unique (it’s been called the YA Dystopian Mr. and Mrs. Smith) and I’m also getting some awesome praise for how unique The Revolution of Jack Frost is.

Which character do you relate the most to in The Revolution of Jack Frost?

 Probably Genesis. Gen and I are a lot alike in how we think and react to certain situations.

  I’d love to say I was Azra, but let’s be real, for all the crazy stunts I pull during my photo shoots (I’m a professional photographer who likes to climb trees in flip flops, traipse through mud, and cut herself on rocks while leaping around untethered on the side of a cliff for the sake of getting the photos) I am certainly not a runner, and I can’t climb nearly as fast as Azra can, so that’s probably out. Frankly, I’m probably an Eliza…you can find me taking care of everyone else’s kids over talking to adults when I’m out!

 But Genesis and I are a lot alike and she definitely has similar characteristics to Auluria (The Golden Trilogy) Jade (The Jaded Duology) and even Rora (Virtually Sleeping Beauty) from my other series. I would say she has a few characteristics of Celena from The Siren Wars, but she’s nothing at all like Muffet from Along Came A Spider, that’s for sure—she doesn’t have the attitude for that!

What are you writing right now?

 Right this minute, I’m finishing up the last book in The Siren Wars Saga that comes out later this summer. After that, I’m launching into the next three books in The Legends Chronicles which come out this fall. Then I’m going to be writing some bonus scenes for The Siren Wars and The Revolution of Jack Frost, and then I’m going to jump into writing the Jack Frost sequel. I also have a Cinderella retelling and a villain retelling to write for anthologies that come out later this year!