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Thursday, November 15, 2018

Release Day Blitz- BLURRED LINES by Lauren Layne Book Game on The Chapters Interactive App & A Giveaway!




Lauren Layne has partnered with Chapters App to bring her amazing romance books to the video game world.


Lauren’s books start coming out in the app today with the release of Blurred Lines. Watch the book trailer! 


Chapters is an app you can download in your phone’s app store for free. You can play your favorite books and make choices affecting how the characters react to the situations you’ve already read about!

To celebrate Lauren Layne’s upcoming release schedule in Chapters five winners will win 100 gems of in game currency to buy outfits and look super hot for your dates with the boys you love.

Just download the app using the links below and comment your email on this post that you downloaded the app. Someone from Chapters will email you and talk you through getting your gems!

Download Links:

This winter there are five more books being released and a ton more in the new year!

v  Blurred Lines: 11/15 (Love Unexpectedly 1)
v  Walk of Shame: 11/19 (Love Unexpectedly 4)
v  After the Kiss: 11/21 (Sex, Love, & Stiletto 1)
v  Only With You: 12/13 (The Best Mistake 1)
v  Good Girl: 12/20 (Love Unexpectedly 2)
v  Irresistibly Yours: 1/21 (Oxford 1)

What do you think about video games made from books?




Giveaway Details: All International
20 Winners will receive 100 Coins for use in the Chapters App, International.
Ends on November 23rd at Midnight EST!


Monday, November 12, 2018

Exclusive Cover Reveal- NAVIGATING THE STARS by Maria V. Snyder With A Giveaway!



Hey everyone! I am sooooo freaking excited about this!!! I am helping Maria V. Snyder reveal the cover for her new YA Sci-Fi Book NAVIGATING THE STARS today! It's absolutely gorgeous and I adore her and her books! Check it out and make sure to enter to win a copy of NAVIGATING THE STARS when it comes out in December!

Now on to the reveal!





Title: NAVIGATING THE STARS
Author: Maria V. Snyder
Publication Date: December 1, 2018
Publisher: NAVIGATING THE STARS
Pages: 464
Find it: Goodreads


Navigating the Stars is the first book in a new science fiction series. 

Terra Cotta Warriors have been discovered on other planets in the Milky Way Galaxy. And Lyra Daniels' parents are the archaeological Experts (yes with a capital E) on the Warriors and have dragged her to the various planets to study them despite the time dilation causing havoc with her social life. 

When one of the many Warrior planets goes silent, and looters attack her research base, Lyra becomes involved in discovering why the Warriors were placed on these planets. And, more importantly, by who.


About Maria:

Maria V. Snyder changed from being a meteorologist to a novelist in 1995, when she began writing to keep her sanity while raising two children. Since then, she has published numerous freelance articles in magazines and newspapers, and teaches fiction-writing classes at the local college and area libraries. The classes give her the wonderful opportunity to encourage fellow writers, and to keep improving her craft.

Born and raised in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Maria always had a fascination with big storms. Dreaming of chasing tornados, Maria earned a bachelors of science degree in meteorology at Penn State University. But she discovered, much to her chagrin, that forecasting the weather wasn't one of her skills. In order to chase tornados you had to predict where they might form. Creating fantasy worlds where she has complete control of the weather was more agreeable to her.

Maria's research on food-tasting methods with an expert chocolate taster, her husband, turned out to be a delicious bonus while writing Poison Study.

Maria has a brown belt in Isshinryu Karate, and enjoys playing volleyball and the cello. Traveling in general and via cruise ship in particular are her biggest distractions from writing. Maria has traveled to Belize, Canada, China, Costa Rica, Europe, Mexico, the Caribbean and through the Panama Canal.

Maria lives with her husband, son, daughter and yellow lab, Hazelnut, in Pennsylvania where she is at work on more LUNA novels. She is also pursuing a master's degree in writing popular fiction from Seton Hill University.




Where you can find Maria:


1 winner will receive a paperback of NAVIGATING THE STARS(will be shipped in late December), US Only.



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Friday, November 9, 2018

Blog Tour- WEST by Edith Pattou With an Excerpt & Giveaway!



I am happy to be hosting a stop on the blog tour for WEST by Edith Pattou! I have an excerpt to share with you today check it out and enter to win the giveaway below!

About The Book:



Title: WEST (East #2)
Author: Edith Pattou
Pub. Date: October 23, 2018
Publisher: HMH Books for Young Readers
Formats: Hardcover, eBook, audiobook
Pages: 528
Find it: GoodreadsAmazonAudible,  B&NiBooksTBD



In the sequel to the beloved high fantasy East, Rose sets off on a perilous journey to find her true love when he goes missing in a thrilling tale of danger, magic, adventure, and revenge.


When Rose first met Charles, he was trapped in the form of a white bear. To rescue him, Rose traveled to the land that lay east of the sun and west of the moon to defeat the evil Troll Queen. Now Rose has found her happily-ever-after with Charles
until a sudden storm destroys his ship and he is presumed dead. But Rose doesnt believe the shipwreck was an act of nature, nor does she believe Charles is truly dead. Something much more sinister is at work. With mysterious and unstoppable forces threatening the lives of the people she loves, Rose must once again set off on a perilous journey. And this time, the fate of the entire world is at stake. 


Now on to the excerpt!


Rose
“’Tis a north wind,” came a voice beside me.
“Is it?” I said.
“Yes,” said Sib, “with a bit of west mixed in.”
I turned to smile at Sib, who had come to stand beside me at the ship’s railing. Sib was one of the socalled softskin servants who had escaped Niflheim after the destruction of the Troll Queen’s ice palace. Three years had passed since she came to live with Charles and me in Fransk.
We had become fast friends, and in many ways, I was closer to her than to any of my siblings, except my brother Neddy, of course. Her true name was Sibhoirdeas, but she said that most who had known her called her Sib.
“That’s Neddy’s direction,” I said with a smile. “Northwest.”
Sib returned my smile, for she knew all about the unusual birth direction superstition of my mother’s family that had been so much a part of my growing up in Njord, that the direction a woman faced when giving birth shaped the personality of the child. My mother never wanted a northfacing bairn, who would be wild and headstrong with a love for adventuring, but that’s exactly what I had been. Mother, however, had refused to accept this and was determined that I should be an eastborn child. I didnt learn of my true north nature until I was older.
“This northwest wind suits you,” Sib said. “Though perhaps not as well as a pure north wind.
But you look happy, Rose.”
I nodded. It was our sixth day on the ship called Guillemot,  which was taking us to Trondheim. It was my first visit home since Winn’s birth and only the second since Charles and I had been married.
“I will be seeing my family soon,” I said. “And Winn will meet his grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins.”
I smiled down on the sleeping face of my bairn, who was swaddled in a sling over my shoulders. It still made me catch my breath, looking at those almost translucent eyelids lined with golden lashes.
I gazed out over the expanse of Njordsjoen again. It was choppy, a deep blue almost to blackness, but this too made me catch my breath. The open sea. How I had missed it, the salty wind in my face, the call of the gulls.
These past three years had been happy ones for my white bear and me, carving out a life for ourselves in Fransk. Yet there were moments now and then when that old restlessness would overtake me, and I would be driven to strap on my boots and go wandering through the countryside.
Charles understood. “If it wasn’t for your wild nature, I would still be a white bear. Or worse,”
he once said to me, when I had finished apologizing for being gone overlong.
Even after the birth of Winn, my white bear accepted my wanderlust. He would just brush my forehead with his lips and say, “Off with you.”
I loved our bairn with all my heart, knew from the moment I kissed that wrinkled, damp face for the first time that I would have given my life for him. But at the same time, it was perhaps the hardest test I had ever faced, balancing my wild, northern nature with that love. Because that is the truth of a bairn, that they need you, body and soul, and I was tethered to him in a way I had never known.
Charles felt the same way, but for him being tethered was exactly what he wanted. Having roots, a home he could call his own, after almost one hundred and fifty years of roaming the world as a white bear, was all the happiness he desired.
It was odd, I suppose, that I still sometimes called him White Bear, but I did. Charles didn’t come easily to my tongue. It was as if that person taken from his life by the Troll Queen so long ago was something of a stranger to me, and in some deep down way, I would always think of him as a white bear.
I would occasionally slip. The first time I actually called him White Bear after we were wed, he flinched. But then he smiled.
“So be it,” he said, pulling me to him. “After all, it was as a white bear that I first loved you.”
“And I you,” I whispered into his shoulder.
I’m embarrassed to say, however, that most often I called him such things as “my love” and
“dear.” Hardly words I would ever have imagined myself saying back when I was young and wild, climbing trees and falling into ponds.
Sib broke into my thoughts, telling me that she had just checked on Estelle and that the herbal remedies Sib had given her had done nothing to relieve the girl’s seasickness.
“Poor Estelle,” I said. And indeed Estelle had had a rough time this past year. When her mother, Sofi, had died unexpectedly of a wasting sickness, there were no relatives left to care for her, her uncle Serge having emigrated to Spania. Charles and I were happy to bring her into our family. We loved her dearly, and she was a resilient girl. Still, the loss of her mother had been hard.

We thought a journey to Njord would be a welcome distraction, and because she had always longed to see the world, Estelle was thrilled at the prospect. Until we boarded the Guillemot. With the first roll of the ship, she had been laid low by seasickness.






About Edith:
Edith Pattou is the author of Ghosting, a contemporary novel for young adults, told in free verse. She also wrote three award-winning fantasy novels for young adults East, a retelling of the Norwegian folk tale "East of the Sun and West of the Moon," and the two Songs of Eirren, Heros Song and Fire Arrow. She is also the author of the New York Times bestselling picture book, Mrs. Spitzer’s Garden.

She was born in Evanston, Illinois, grew up in Winnetka, and was a teenager in the city of Chicago where she attended Francis W. Parker School. She completed her B.A. at Scripps College in Claremont, California where she won the Crombie Allen Award for creative writing. She later completed a Masters degree in English Literature at Claremont Graduate School, followed by a Masters of Library and Information Science at UCLA.

She has worked for a medical association, a clothing boutique, a recording studio, the Playboy Foundation, a public television station, a school library, two public libraries, two advertising agencies, and two bookstores.

She has lived in Chicago, Los Angeles, Denver, Durham, NC, Cambridge, England, Stockholm, Sweden, and currently resides with her husband, Charles, in Columbus, Ohio.



Giveaway Details:

3 Winners will receive a finished copy of WEST, US Only.

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Tour Schedule:

Week One:
10/15/2018- RhythmicbooktrovertReview
10/16/2018- A Backwards StoryInterview
10/17/2018- Forever Lost in LiteratureReview
10/18/2018- Mythical BooksExcerpt
10/19/2018- Patriotic BookaholicExcerpt

Week Two:
10/22/2018- Read. Eat. Love.- Review
10/23/2018- Dani Reviews ThingsExcerpt
10/24/2018- Adventures and ReadingReview
10/25/2018- BookHounds YA- Interview
10/26/2018- Jena Brown WritesReview

Week Three:
10/29/2018- Ace ReadsExcerpt
10/30/2018- Novel NoviceExcerpt
10/31/2018- All the Ups and DownsExcerpt
11/1/2018- Rockin' Book Reviews- Review
11/2/2018- Paws and PaperbacksReview

Week Four:
11/5/2018- Smada's Book SmackReview
11/6/2018- if the book will be too difficultExcerpt
11/7/2018- Vesper DreamsExcerpt
11/8/2018- Oh Hey! Books.Review
11/9/2018- Two Chicks on BooksExcerpt

Make sure to grab book 1!

Blog Tour- FIANNA'S AWAKENING by Ron C. Nieto With An Excerpt & Giveaway!



I am happy to be hosting a stop on the blog tour for FIANNA'S AWAKENING by Ron C. Nieto! I have an excerpt to share with you today check it out and enter to win the giveaway below!

About The Book:



Title: FIANNA'S AWAKENING (Warriors of Myth and Legend, #1)
Author: Ron C. Nieto
Pub. Date: November 13, 2018
Publisher: Ron C. Nieto
Formats: Paperback eBook
Pages: 96
Find it: Goodreads



Outcast. Betrayer. Chosen. 

After five years being a Fianna, Aisling O’Malley still has to prove herself every day. The sins of the father weigh heavily on her shoulders, and no matter what she does, her fellow warriors regard her as the undeserving one. It doesn’t help that one of the four mythical treasures of Ireland has turned up under her nose, leaving her none the wiser. If by any chance the touted Spear of Lugh up for auction is indeed the legendary Spear of Victory, she needs to get her hands on it before anyone else doesand be spectacular enough about it to make the rest of the Fianna forget she almost missed the artifact in the first place. 

Exile. Betrayer. Forgotten. 

After spending twice as long undercover as he ever lived at home, Ronan no longer knows where he belongs to or where he’s actually exiled from. He can’t return to his people, not unless he collects the four artifacts of power the Tuatha Dé lost when they were forced to leave Ireland, and three millennia after the fact, he’s pretty sure they’re going to remain lost. Except one of those ancient treasures has landed in his lapor could land in his lap, if he brings himself to work with the spunky young woman who wants to hire him to consult on the Spears authenticity. 


Can two broken people learn to trust one another? And even if they can, will it be too late to save Ireland
or themselves?


Now on to the excerpt!


 “If you’re hoping I’ll tell you whether you’re about to bid for a magical spear or not, I should warn you this is a loss of time.”
Aisling waved a hand. “Magical. Legendary. Same thing.”
Ronan shook his head, staring at her profile. “You aren’t very interested in what happens tonight, are you?”
He saw her jaw tighten for a moment. A nerve touched. Before he had time to figure out which one, she grinned.
“If that was an offer, I promise I’m very much interested in what might happen tonight.”
The flirting threw him for a loop. When they had met, he’d accepted it, followed along. But it had all ended when she’d learned he was in fact the professor she was looking to hire and when he’d learned why she wanted to hire him.
Hadn’t it?
“The spear,” he blurted. “The auction, I mean. How do you plan to bid for it?”
“It’s not hard, I’m told. You raise your hand and offer to throw money at whoever is running the show until he gives you what you want.”
“That’s not quite what I meant, and that smirk you can barely contain tells me you know it. “There will be many interested bidders, willing to throw a lot of money for the spear, even if it’s a fake.”
“If it’s a fake, we let them. If it isn’t, we outbid them.”
Ronan stared at her again. Off-the-rack suit, beaten car, attitude in spades, and not a lot of class and glam to sugarcoat the package.
“Do you even understand the kind of money we’re talking about?”
Again, that tensing of her jaw. The almost-there smirk wavering. She drove a few moments longer in silence, until Ronan thought she wasn’t planning on answering at all.
“I do,” she confirmed at last.
Then she found a parking spot and killed the engine, conversation over.
It wasn’t the parking lot of Pebbleton’s. It wasn’t the parking lot of anywhere. Just a street, gloomy and not very reputable-looking.
“Where are we?”
“Pebbleton’s is that way.” She pointed. “Two streets over. I don’t want to park on the doorstep.”
Ronan didn’t ask why, although the question burned on his lips. He stepped out of the car and followed her, across a wider street, then around a corner toward an unassuming squat building finished in naked concrete with a gaudy wooden door that wouldn’t have looked out of place in an Edwardian English manor. When they approached the door, a figure peeled from a pool of shadows and cut them off. The man was about as tall as Ronan himself, but twice as burly. He was wearing a tailored suit cut to accommodate his thick arms, and Ronan would bet good money on it being designed to hide a sidearm as well. He greeted them with a quiet grunt, playing every bit the part of intimidating thug.
Aisling reached for the inner pocket of her jacket, the movement putting a tense frown on the guard’s brow, but rather than producing a weapon, she flourished a thick black card embossed in glittering gold.
A pretentious eyesore, and their ticket in.
With a nod, the guard stepped back into the darkness. Aisling resumed her walk, no words exchanged, and Ronan followed close by her side. When they arrived at the monstrosity of a door, it swung open on silent hinges of its own accord.
“Fancy,” Aisling commented as the well-lit foyer came into view. Hardwood floor, crystal chandelier hanging from a ceiling not high enough to support it, a marble statue of a satyr captured mid-prance tucked against the curve of a stairwell. “But kind of she trailed off, searching for the right word.
She sounded amused. Ronan was horrified.
“Tacky?” he supplied. “Chintzy? Bawdy? Dowdy?”
“I was going for pretentious,” she said, laughter in her tone. “But I suppose those will do.”






About Ron:
Ron C. Nieto is a fantasy and romance author who has been writing in her secluded fortress for the longest time. Recently, she had a talk with her cat and decided that she should share her creations, because it was selfish to hoard them all for herself.

If you would like to know more about her, please visit her website.

Giveaway Details:


1 winner will receive a $10 Amazon Gift Card, International.

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Tour Schedule:

Week One:
11/5/2018- Books a Plenty Book ReviewsReview
11/6/2018- Texan Holly ReadsExcerpt
11/7/2018- ParajunkeeExcerpt
11/8/2018- Good Choice ReadingExcerpt
11/9/2018- Two Chicks on BooksExcerpt

Week Two:
11/12/2018- Am Kinda Busy ReadingReview
11/13/2018- Oh Hey! Books.Interview
11/14/2018- BookHoundsReview
11/15/2018- Adventures Thru WonderlandReview
11/16/2018- Don't Judge, ReadInterview

Thursday, November 8, 2018

Cover Reveal- SCALES by Nicole Conway With An Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!



Today Nicole Conway, Owl Hollow Press, and Rockstar Book Tours are revealing the cover and an exclusive content for SCALES, her new MG/YA Fantasy Book which releases in 2019! Check out the awesome cover and enter the giveaway!

On to the reveal! 


Title: SCALES (Spirits of Chaos, #1)
Author: Nicole Conway
Pub. Date: 2019
Publisher: Owl Hollow Press
Formats: Paperback, eBook
Pages: ?
Find it: Goodreads

When New York City faces the threat of an ancient evil, a teenage boy must use a magical bracelet to transform into a monster-slaying dragon superhero.

Koji Owens is the new kid … again. As the only son of an Air Force F-16 pilot, he’s learned to adapt and survive every time they move. It’s not easy starting over with new friends and schools every two years, but when the Owens family makes their final move to New York, Koji finally has hope for a normal high school life—that is, until he finds a strange bracelet in his locker.

Transformed into a storm-summoning dragon warrior, Koji finds himself caught up in a world of ancient powers, secret identities, and colossal monsters threatening to destroy his new home. But these awesome powers come with strings attached, and revealing his true identity could mean losing everything he loves. With his family and friends now in mortal danger and New York City in flames, Koji must find the courage to become the hero they need and face down an enemy hiding in plain sight.

A comic-obsessed teenage misfit embraces his inner hero in this action-packed adventure that will leave you ready to get your scales on!

Exclusive Excerpt!

Piercing light bloomed from the totem scale. It swept over me and took away my pain, molding and stretching me into my full dragon form. The instant the searing energy coursed through my body, I launched myself into the sky.

I didn’t have a single second to waste.

Now that I was a beast of comparable size, I crested the skyscrapers in a few powerful beats of my wings. From a few blocks away, the wyvern spotted me. It let out a howl of fury as it surged straight for me. I answered with a battle cry of my own, driving more and more power into every beat of my mighty black wings.

Two F-22 fighter jets rolled in on either side, joining me in aerial formation. Their engines roared, and both pilots gave me a confirming thumb’s up. They were following me in for the attack.

I’d never felt so cool in my entire life.

I clashed with the wyvern in the air over Central Park, clamping my jaws around his throat. I prepared to give him a taste of my lightning, the same way I had the crocodile monster. One good jolt and maybe I could bring him down.

Before I get a good grip, he swung his spiked tail and whacked me across the eyes. I let go, snatching back with a roar.

            He dove at me; his toothy mandible jaws open wide to rip my throat out.

A sudden plume of fire scorched his hide and sent him reeling. I drew back, wary of the blistering flames.

            Another giant dragon clashed in battle, had scales as red as fresh blood and a ridge of tall, slender black spines all the way down her back. My breath caught. Madeline? She’d gone full-form, too?

She attacked the wyvern mercilessly, pinning him under another blast of her fiery breath.

            Shaking off the blow to my head, I charged headlong back into the fight, lightning sizzling and popping off my open jaws. We had to get him on the ground. If we could pin him there, he’d be within range of ground fire and an easier target for our air support. We could contain the damage to the rest of the city, too.

So I went for one of the wyvern’s wings full-force.

            Fyurei had him distracted. He never saw me coming. I swooped in to break one of his wings at the shoulders with a single powerful crunch of my jaws and sharp jerk of my head. The creature screeched and kicked, floundering with his one good wing and swinging his tail like a medieval mace. The bulbous, spiky tip struck one of the F-22 jets and sent the aircraft flipping through the air end over end. Not good. I watched the aircraft fall, waiting for the pilot to eject.

            He didn’t.

            I didn’t hesitate—I dove straight after the jet, summoning every bit of speed I had. The jet spiraled, smoking and streaking toward the ground. I threw myself the final distance with a desperate cry, jaws open wide.

I caught the tail of the jet in my teeth about a hundred feet shy of the ground. As soon as my jaws clamped onto the metal, I reared back, kicked my legs out, and flared for an emergency landing right in the middle of the park.

It took a second for the dust, snow, and trees to settle.

Picking the jet carefully out of my mouth, I held it up to my huge dragon eyeball like a little kid’s toy. Inside the cockpit, the tiny pilot was giving me a shaky thumb’s up. He was okay.

I gave him my best dragon smile, terrifying as it probably was, and placed his jet, right side up, on a grassy spot in the park. Then I turned around to get back to business. I still had some wyvern rear end to roast and an evil headmaster in dire need of reeducation.

About Nicole:


MY NAME IS NICOLE CONWAY and I love to write stories! I've been writing books since I was very young, and am blessed beyond measure to be able to do it now as a full time career. Although I sometimes step out into other genres, I primarily write Fantasy for teens and middle graders.

​I graduated from Auburn University in 2012, which is also where I met my husband. As a military family, we move frequently and have lived numerous places all around the world. We have one very energetic son, Ethan. We also have two dogs (French Brittanys) named Joey (currently 5 months old) and Phoebe (4 years old) and a ball python named Noodle Nagini.

​For inquiries on how to book me for a school visit, presentation, or interest in my future or current projects, please contact my amazing literary agent, FRAN BLACK, of Literary Counsel.



Giveaway Details:
One lucky winner will win an ARC of SCALES, US Only.


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