Monday, 26 May 2014

Crane Release Day Book Blast




Crane by Stacey Rourke
Legends Saga Book 1
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The Horseman is unending, is presence shan’t lessen.

If you break the curse, you become the legend.

Washington Irving and Rip Van Winkle had no choice but to cover up the deadly truth behind Ichabod Crane’s disappearance. Centuries later, a Crane returns to Sleepy Hollow awakening macabre secrets once believed to be buried deep. 

What if the monster that spawned the legend lived within you?

Now, Ireland Crane, reeling from a break-up and seeking a fresh start, must rely on the newly awakened Rip Van Winkle to discover the key to channeling the darkness swirling within her. Bodies are piling high and Ireland is the only one that can save Sleepy Hollow by embracing her own damning curse. 

But is anyone truly safe when the Horseman rides?




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About Stacy Rourke

There is nothing worse than being put on the spot and asked to talk about yourself. For me it brings back that inevitable moment in a new school when the teacher would ask me to stand up, introduce myself and tell the class something about myself. I was always worried I would blurt out something stupid that I would get teased for. Something like, “My name’s Stacey and I like pickles!” Then for the rest of the school year I’d be known as the Pickle Girl and let’s be honest, no one wants that. So to avoid such a faux pas I will simply say that I love to write. It allows me to get my crazy out just enough that I can function as a normal member of society.

Tuesday, 20 May 2014

The Art of Lainey Book Blast




Title: The Art of Lainey
 Author: Paula Stokes
Release Date: May 20, 2014
Publisher: Harper Collins
Soccer star Lainey Mitchell is gearing up to spend an epic summer with her amazing boyfriend, Jason, when he suddenly breaks up with her—no reasons, no warning, and in public no less! Lainey is more than crushed, but with help from her friend Bianca, she resolves to do whatever it takes to get Jason back.

And that’s when the girls stumble across a copy of The Art of War. With just one glance, they're sure they can use the book to lure Jason back into Lainey’s arms. So Lainey channels her inner warlord, recruiting spies to gather intel and persuading her coworker Micah to pose as her new boyfriend to make Jason jealous. After a few "dates", it looks like her plan is going to work! But now her relationship with Micah is starting to feel like more than just a game.

What's a girl to do when what she wants is totally different from what she needs? How do you figure out the person you're meant to be with, if you're still figuring out the person you're meant to be?



About Paula
Paula Stokes is half writer, half RN, and totally thrilled to be part of the world of YA literature. She grew up in St. Louis, Missouri where she graduated from Washington University and the Goldfarb School of Nursing. When she's not writing, she's kayaking, hiking, reading, or seeking out new adventures in faraway lands. Paula loves interacting with readers! Find her online at www.authorpaulastokes.com or on twitter as @pstokesbooks.
Links: Website - Twitter - Facebook - Goodreads - Pinterest

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Where there's Smoke Release Day Launch - Excerpt & Giveaway

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We are thrilled to celebrate the Release Day of Elizabeth Lee's WHERE THERE'S SMOKE!!! WHERE THERE’S SMOKE is a New Adult Romantic Suspense novel that you don't want to miss!

 

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There is something to be said for letting go. Ryland Roberts knows that better than anyone. He'd let go of his ambitions, of his family and—most of all—of her. He'd perfected the art of putting his past behind him and accepted the fact that the town he wanted to leave in his rearview was the place where he was going to live out his days. But sometimes the past doesn't just go away. Sometimes it comes back to haunt you.
Piper Jameson convinced herself that she left for all the right reasons. She'd saved people by leaving—made sure that they weren't tainted by her rebellious ways. When her little sister asks her to come home and say goodbye to their ailing mother, she's forced to see that things aren't always as they seem. The people who she'd left behind might not have been saved at all.

In the amount of time it takes a bullet to travel from point A to point B, Piper and Ryland will have to put their feelings for each other aside and make a choice. Forced on the run with Piper's sister, they begin to understand that the future they thought was gone was never really lost.


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Excerpt
I stretched my arm out and placed a hand on the cool concrete, the grit and dirt sticking to my palm.  Such a contrast to the warmth I felt with Ryland firmly pressed up against me.  The curves of my backside fit perfectly against his long, lean frame, our skin heating up the chill around us.

The fall weather had descended upon our small Midwestern town almost overnight.  It seemed like only a week or two ago we had been wearing shorts and flip-flops.  Now it was jeans and jackets.  Well, actually, now it was nothing.

I felt my cheeks heat as I thought about what we had just done.  I wasn't embarrassed.  Far from it.  In fact, I'd never felt more sure about anything in my entire life as I was about what had just happened with Ry.

“That was incredible,” he whispered against my neck as he traced lazy circles on my shoulder with his fingertips.

“Yeah,” I breathed, rolling onto my back to look up at him.  The soft glow of an outdoor utility light crept through the open side of the airplane hangar, barely lighting up the space.  “Never imagined our first time being on a blanket spread out on a cold, hard floor, but I would do it again in a heartbeat.”

“Me too. Let’s get on that then,” he said with a wicked grin before he pressed his lips to mine.  Propping himself on one arm—his hand resting against the side of his head—he snaked his free hand under one of the flannel blankets he'd commandeered from an airplane parked beside us.

I liked this side of him.  The side that wasn't perfect and calculated.  The side that just did, said, and felt what he wanted.  He was literally feeling his way up my body—his hands smooth and rough all at the same time—sending all of my teenage hormones spiraling out of control.  We were living in the moment, which was exactly where I preferred to be.

“You know how much I love you, right?” His face became very serious, almost concerned.  “I wanted tonight to be special.  I thought we'd go back to my house after we looked at the planes.  My parents are gone and...”  He was back in his head, thinking about his meticulously thought-out evening.  Doubting his ability to be perfect.  He did this sometimes—overanalyzed things.  “It didn't go exactly as I planned, but—”

“It was perfect,” I assured him. “Plans, schmans.”  I pulled his face to mine, giggling, my lips barely grazing his.  “And I love you, too.”

That was the thing about Ryland—I saw a side of him that no one else saw.  I could probably say the same for him about me.  Until him, I’d never felt like I was going to amount to much, but he believed in me, even when I didn't—which was most of the time.  When I was with him, I didn't feel like I needed to do everything in my power to piss people off.  He made me want to stay in this Godforsaken town with a family that ignored my existence.  They ignored it until I did something wrong—which was about ninety percent of the time.  Then my stepfather made sure to let me just how worthless I was.

“So do you feel like a rebel?” I asked.  “This being your first breaking and entering and all.”

It had been his idea to sneak on to the airfield—something that was much more in my wheelhouse than his.  I was the one who usually threw caution to the wind.  He was the good boy.  The straight-A student.  The doting son.

“Oh yeah.” He laughed. “I'm a regular badass.  Nothing like walking through an open gate to an abandoned shed.”  He cast his arm out sarcastically in the vacant space above our heads.  Nothing but sheet metal and wooden beams.  A handful of airplanes were parked around us with a smattering of fuel cans, tools, and parachutes hanging from the walls.  “I'm not sure we actually broke into anything.  More like casually strolled in.”

We lived in a town where people left their front doors unlocked.  The kind of town where everyone knew everyone and all of their business.  Truitville. It was a place with a minimal crime rate.  I think that night, that's what we’d both thought: What's the worst that could happen?

“So what's next then, Clyde?  Wanna rob a bank?”
 

About Elizabeth Lee:
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When I'm not writing or playing the part of wife and mother, you can find me dancing back-up for Beyonce, singing back-up for Miranda, or sunning myself on the beach with a drink in hand.  Here's the thing about being born and raised in a small town—you have a very vivid imagination!  Now, I channel it all to create stories where the girl always ends up with the right guy, first kisses are magical, and a happy ending is just that!

Monday, 19 May 2014

Tryst Book Blitz - Excerpt & Giveaway



Title: Tryst 
Series: Take It Off  #8 (Each is a stand alone)
Author: Cambria Hebert
Publication date: May 16, 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult


Sometimes all a girl needs is a little fling…

Talie Ronson needs a vacation.

From life.

Since she caught her cheating, loser husband in bed with his assistant, her life has been on a steady spiral—right into hell. Her car’s a junker, her job sucks, and her perfect, gorgeous sister likes to brag about her wonderful life every time they “do” lunch.

In an effort to salvage what’s left of her life and her sanity, she takes the advice of her kooky best friend and takes off to Topsail Island. A week at the beach, alone, is exactly what she needs to recharge, regroup, and relax.

Only, her alone time is about to get derailed.

Gavin Palmer’s favorite activity is walking around in his boxers and eating junk food. He and his neighbors have an understanding. They stay out of his business and he stays out of theirs. He lives at the beach, not for vacation, but for isolation. He’s had enough of people to last him a lifetime.

Gavin’s isolation is interrupted when his normally quiet neighbor starts disturbing his peace. He stomps across the sand to give the guy a piece of his mind… only it isn’t a guy.

It’s Talie.

She’d maddening, nosy, and talks too much.

But she’s hot and her bedroom eyes have him thinking maybe he’s had enough solitude. Maybe a week of company is exactly what he needs.

Maybe what they both need is a no-strings-attached tryst.


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Excerpt 

I hadn’t had sex in six months. Six months. I was practically a born-again virgin. I mean, seriously. They say when you get married, your sex life goes down the toilet, but I didn’t know who “they” were, and I thought for sure my sex life wouldn’t go downhill until I was some old lady.
I was not old.
And I kind of wanted to punch “they” in the face.
I’ll blame my aggression on sexual frustration.
Weren’t men supposed to be a bunch of horn-dogs? In my experience, they sure were. My husband and I used to have sex all the time, but it slowly began to dwindle and then it pretty much fell off the face of the earth.
But that was going to change. I was going to do something about it. The way I saw it, I could let my insides shrivel up from lack of pleasure, or I could take the bull by the horns (or penis).
Shriveling up didn’t sound so appealing so I took the afternoon off from work (no loss there) and decided to go home and set the stage for a night of getting it on. On my way, I stopped at the store and picked up some candles, a see-through hot-pink nightie, and some edible massage oil.
I let myself into the apartment and shut the door behind me. Just as I made it to the kitchen counter, I heard a sound.
A moan.
I set the bag on the counter, soundlessly, and cocked my head, listening. Another moan floated through the apartment, and I wrinkled my nose.
Had I left the TV on when I left for work this morning?
And if so, what the hell kind of daytime shows did they play these days?
I padded down the hallway, over the plush carpet, and stopped in front of my partially closed bedroom door.
The sounds of heavy breathing and the bouncing of a mattress were unmistakable.
I was really trying not to think bad thoughts.
About the Author

Cambria Hebert is the author of the young adult paranormal Heven and Hell series, the new adult Death Escorts series, and the new adult Take it Off series. She loves a caramel latte, hates math and is afraid of chickens (yes, chickens). She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair. She currently lives in North Carolina with her husband and children (both human and furry) where she is plotting her next book. You can find out more about Cambria and her work by visiting http://www.cambriahebert.com
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Goddess Born - Release Day Launch & Giveaway

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We are so excited to bring you the Release Day Launch and Blog Tour for Kari Edgren's GODDESS BORN!! GODDESS BORN is a New Adult Historical Paranormal Romance being published by Carina Press.

Goddess Born




Pennsylvania, 1730

Selah Kilbrid keeps a dangerous secret: she has the power to heal.

A direct descendent of the Celtic goddess Brigid, it's Selah's sacred duty to help those in need. But as the last of the Goddess Born living in the New World, she learned from an early age to keep her supernatural abilities hidden. The Quaker community of Hopewell has always been welcoming, but there's no doubt they would see her hanged if her gift was revealed.

When a prominent minister threatens to try her with witchcraft unless she becomes his wife, Selah has only one hope--that her betrothed, a distant cousin from Ireland, arrives as planned. Marrying Samuel would keep her secret safe, preserve her sacred bloodline, and protect her from being charged as a witch.

But when news of Samuel's death reaches the Colonies, Selah is truly on her own. Terrified, she faces an impossible choice--forfeit her powers and marry the loathsome Nathan? Or find an imposter to pose as her husband and preserve her birthright?



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About the Author
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Kari Edgren did not dream of becoming a writer. Instead, she dreamed of everything else and was often made to stay inside during kindergarten recess to practice her letters. Despite doting parents and a decent school system, Ms. Edgren managed to make it through elementary school having completed only one book cover to cover – The Box Car Children, which she read approximately forty-seven times. Things improved during high school, but not until she read Gabrielle Garcia Marquez’s One Hundred Years of Solitude in college, did she truly understand the power of a book.

Ms. Edgren aspires to be a Vulcan, a world-acclaimed opera singer, and two inches taller. She resides in the Pacific NW where she spends a great deal of time torturing her husband and children with strange food and random historical facts. Ms. Edgren hasn’t stopped dreaming, but has finally mastered her letters enough to put the stories on paper.

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Musical Monday #22





Song: Shatter Me- Lindsey Sterling feat. Lzzy Hale
Book: Shatter Me - Tahereh Mafi

I'm back bitches!!!!!! Did ya miss me? It has been a while since I have done a guest post *hangs head in shame*. So I am a massive HALESTORM fan and have a huge crush on Lzzy Hale and when Kristie told me that she was doing a collaboration with the amazing violinist, Lindsey sterling I knew that I had to look into it. And HOLY CRAP guys, it is AMAZING and beautiful and just ugh! So when I was watching the video (on repeat many many times) I started thinking about the novel of the same name by another one of my lady crushes, Tahereh Mafi.

If you haven’t read this book read it! Her writing style is unique and has a smidge of British wittiness!! I don't want to get into too much detail lest I give something important away. But the main character Juliette, reminds me a lot of the ballerina in the shatter me music video, at the beginning  she feels trapped and doesn't understand what/why this is happening but by the end she becomes more powerful than she could imagine and breaks free! Is this making any sense to anyone out there?

When I suggested this music Monday post to Kristie she didn't know if the connection worked... However she hasn't read the book so ya.... Basically you kind of have to read the book to make the connection so just go read the book!!!

Tiny Hulk out! *drops mic*

Friday, 16 May 2014

The Art of Lainey Blog Tour - Deleted Scene & Giveaway



Title: The Art of Lainey
 Author: Paula Stokes
Release Date: May 20, 2014
Publisher: Harper Collins
Soccer star Lainey Mitchell is gearing up to spend an epic summer with her amazing boyfriend, Jason, when he suddenly breaks up with her—no reasons, no warning, and in public no less! Lainey is more than crushed, but with help from her friend Bianca, she resolves to do whatever it takes to get Jason back.

And that’s when the girls stumble across a copy of The Art of War. With just one glance, they're sure they can use the book to lure Jason back into Lainey’s arms. So Lainey channels her inner warlord, recruiting spies to gather intel and persuading her coworker Micah to pose as her new boyfriend to make Jason jealous. After a few "dates", it looks like her plan is going to work! But now her relationship with Micah is starting to feel like more than just a game.

What's a girl to do when what she wants is totally different from what she needs? How do you figure out the person you're meant to be with, if you're still figuring out the person you're meant to be?

Deleted Scene
Paula: I was sad to have to cut this scene because it takes place at one of my favorite places in the whole world—the St. Louis City Museum. The scene takes place after the Cardinals’ game that Lainey and Micah attend. I ended up cutting the scene because it was adding length to an already long book, and it wasn’t really advancing the plot. Also, as my editor pointed out, the City Museum is a really hard place to describe with words. But still, it’s another fun setting and a chance for Micah and Lainey to get to know each other, so I’m glad to be using it here.

We round the corner and I have to admit, the City Museum is like nothing I’ve ever seen before. High above my head, an old airplane fuselage is mounted on reinforced iron girders. There’s also a castle turret and what looks like a giant birdcage. These items are connected by a network of catwalks, bridges, and tunnels made of wire mesh. Thick safety cables strung from the roof of the building appear to be holding up the entire conglomeration. It’s like a deranged modern art sculpture—that loads of people are climbing on.
“This place is insane,” I say. “How many people have died here?”
Micah shrugs. “None I know of, but you’ll have to sign a waiver to get in.”
Below the tunnels and beams are a neatly manicured courtyard and a pair of ball pits covered in mesh—one filled with toddlers like you’d expect, the other filled with teens and adults. A rather vicious game of dodgeball seems to have broken out among the grownups. I duck out of the way as a rubber ball crashes into the nearby mesh.
I hurry toward the main entrance. “What’s on the inside?”
“Come on, I’ll show you.” Micah holds the door for me.
The lobby has a high ceiling like you sometimes see in train and bus stations. I watch as a man my dad’s age emerges from the bottom of a covered slide that travels from the third floor all the way to the street level. It’s got to be almost a hundred feet long.
Micah shows a cashier his membership card and she loops neon pink armbands around our right wrists. I follow him from the ticket window to an octagonal information desk in the middle of the main floor. A pair of teens shoot down the monster slide holding onto each other.
An older boy in a blue T-shirt blows a whistle. “One on the slide at a time,” he says sternly.
Micah slips his phone, his wallet, and his keys into a manila envelope and writes his name on the outside. He hands it to a girl standing next to a sign that reads: If you don’t want to break it or lose it, you better leave it with me. I give her my purse and then twist in a slow circle—drinking in the bright colors, the crazy structures, the symphony of shouts and laughter.
“It’s like Alice in Wonderland on crack,” I say.
“I know, right?” Micah points back outside. “Feel like climbing? Or are you still too hot?”
It’s a standard 85% humidity day, but in the breeze it feels much cooler than it did in the stadium. I frown down at my sandals. At least they’re not platforms. “You think I can do it is these?”
“Worst-case scenario is one falls off and lands in a ball pit never to be seen again,” Micah says. “But I’m sure you’ve got at least twenty more pairs, right? Live dangerously.”
I do have an awful lot of shoes, and I love climbing on things. “Let’s do this. Lead the way.”
I follow Micah through a metal door and up a set of steps to the base of the giant birdcage, staring at the tunnel-shaped ladder inside of it leading up into the sky. It’s just big enough in diameter for one person. My stomach gets that hummingbird feeling and I feel sweat beading on my upper lip. “I think I might be claustrophobic,” I confess.
“Plenty of space. You’re not that big.” Micah nudges me forward.
“Gee, thanks,” I say.
I make him climb in front of me so he can’t look up my shorts. He finds it hilarious I’d rather the group of middle school boys behind us have that honor. The ladder ends and we have to pull ourselves through a circular opening to get inside the next level of the cage. Micah slides through and then turns to help me.
“I got it.” In one fluid motion I propel myself up through the hole. We’re about twenty feet above the ground as we grab the next ladder and start twirling our way up the middle section of the cage.
At the top of the spiral ladder, there’s an arch-shaped cutout leading to a narrow catwalk with waist-high hand rails. It’s horizontal at first, but then it starts to slope upward. Bars welded on the walking surface provide extra traction at the point where the incline begins to increase. The airplane fuselage is at the end of the catwalk.
Micah ducks into the door of the plane and I follow behind him. We both plunk down on a dirty vinyl seat.
“This is where my mom and dad met,” Micah says suddenly. “My mom used to work here.”
“That’s cool.” Once again, I’m at a loss for words regarding what happened to Micah’s dad. “So you guys come here a lot, huh?”
His eyes darken. “My mom doesn’t come here anymore, but Trinity and I do.” Team Middle School starts to squeeze into the plane with us and Micah is done talking. “Follow me,” he says. He drags me back inside and up what feels like a million flights of stairs.
“Where are we going?” I ask.
“To the mother of all slides.”
By the time we reach the top of the steps, Micah is slightly out of breath. I haven’t even broken a sweat and can’t resist teasing him a bit. “That’s what you get for smoking. You’ve probably got the lungs of a fifty-year old.”
“Whatever, Fake Bake. You’ve probably got the skin of a fifty-year old,” he shoots back.
I stick my tongue out and then turn my back to him. We both wait our turn for the slide. It’s twisty. It’s semi-covered. According to the sign, it’s ten stories long. I’m a little scared, but I’m not about to admit that to Micah. He goes first. I count to ten and then fling myself onto the slick metal. Silver.
Spinning.
Slipping.
Sliding.
It’s hard to explain, the feeling of twisting your way down ten stories. Much more fun while it’s happening then when it’s over. My guts have lodged in my throat by the time I erupt out of the covered bottom into a pit of sand. When I try to stand up, I promptly sink back to my knees.
“Wow,” I say. “Curly slide equals major dizziness.”
Micah helps me back to my feet. He looks at me half-amused, half-concerned. “Are you going to puke?”
“I might.” I lift a hand to my stomach. “I feel like I’m still on the slide.”
He laughs. “Take a break, lightweight.”
We sit on a bench for a while. Nausea or not, I’m thinking it has been a really good day. I might never have found this place if it weren’t for Micah.
So as you can see, the twisty slide is real, even though I may or may not have ever really gone down it, because I get dizzy really easily O_O But there’s also a five-story slide, for lightweights like me. If you’re ever in the vicinity of St. Louis, MO, the City Museum is a must-see. There’s really nothing else in the world quite like it.

I love reading scenes that don't make it in a book. I totally understand why scenes don't make it sometimes too. This scene makes me want to go on an adventure to this beautiful Museum. Though, I'd be lying if I didn't say I wouldn't be scared shitless to go on that slide. Some hot guy may have to push me down. What do y'all think? Thank you Paula for sharing this scene!



About Paula
Paula Stokes is half writer, half RN, and totally thrilled to be part of the world of YA literature. She grew up in St. Louis, Missouri where she graduated from Washington University and the Goldfarb School of Nursing. When she's not writing, she's kayaking, hiking, reading, or seeking out new adventures in faraway lands. Paula loves interacting with readers! Find her online at www.authorpaulastokes.com or on twitter as @pstokesbooks.
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Tuesday, 13 May 2014

Assured Destruction Blog Tour - Review & Giveaway



Title: Assured Destruction
Series: Assured Destruction #1
Author: Michael F. Stewart
Release Date: March 22, 2013
Publisher: Non Sequitur Press
Review Copy: From publisher in exchange of honest review
You can learn a lot about someone looking through their hard drive...

Sixteen-year-old Jan Rose knows that nothing is ever truly deleted. At least, not from the hard drives she scours to create the online identities she calls the Shadownet.

Hobby? Art form? Sad, pathetic plea to garner friendship, even virtually? Sure, Jan is guilty on all counts. Maybe she’s even addicted to it. It’s an exploration. Everyone has something to hide. The Shadownet’s hard drives are Jan’s secrets. They're stolen from her family’s computer recycling business Assured Destruction. If the police found out, Jan’s family would lose its livelihood.

When the real people behind Shadownet’s hard drives endure vicious cyber attacks, Jan realizes she is responsible. She doesn’t know who is targeting these people or why but as her life collapses Jan must use all her tech savvy to bring the perpetrators to justice before she becomes the next victim.
I'd be lying if I thought the book and I weren't going to be friends at first. But ya know how it goes, sometimes you just have to warm up to them. I'm happy to say that in the end, I truly enjoyed this one.

You know how your mom keeps warning you on be careful what you put on the internet? This book right here is a prime example of what can go wrong. Except I don't take peoples lives and make a new identity of them online. Okay, so maybe it's a little extreme of an example, but you get where I'm going with this.

Jan is techy and me? Well, only to a point. Which is where I got confused was scratching my head more than once. But once you get the basics down, you're set and can focus on the plot and other factors pertaining to the story.

The whole mystery of whose attacking the people on Shadownet was 1 part geeky and 1 part scary but totally awesome all at the same time. Unfortunately, Jan quickly realized she was alone because no one would believe her. And the fact of what she does, wouldn't exactly help her case.

I want to briefly talk about Jan's mom and how Michael won brownie points in my book. Her Mom has MS and is in a wheelchair. In the YA world, there aren't enough diverse characters, let alone parents that aren't "perfect". So YAY for Jan's mom!

I'm a bit of a sucker for nerdy love and this one definitely has it. It's not screaming at you, but it's subtly there. In a way, it ties into the growth of Jan. She starts to discover herself and discovery what really matters.

This book can gear towards many people. Whether you're techy, into mysteries or whatever. I can't wait to read the next one and watch out for it down the road.

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About the Author
After crewing ships in the Antarctic and the Baltic Sea and some fun in venture capital, Michael anchored himself (happily) to a marriage and a boatload of kids. Now he injects his adventurous spirit into his writing with brief respites for research into the jungles of Sumatra and Guatemala, the ruins of Egypt and Tik’al, paddling the Zambezi and diving whatever cave or ocean reef will have him. He is a member of the International Thriller Writers and SF Canada, and the author of the Assured Destruction series, 24 Bones, The Sand Dragon, Hurakan, Ruination and several award winning graphic novels for young adults. His most recent project, The Terminals, has been optioned for television by Sudden Storm Entertainment.

Michael lives in Ottawa, Canada with his wife and four daughters. He tries very hard to keep life an adventure both on and off the page. Please come find me on Goodreads.
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