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It’s here: Midnight Dawn (The Mortal Machine #2) by Jocelyn Adams

“Midnight Dawn straps you in from the beginning and whisks you away on an emotional, breath-taking ride of romance, fantasy, and good vs. evil. It’s magic.” –Naima Simone, author of the SECRETS AND SINS series

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Midnight Dawn (The Mortal Machine #2)

Release Date: August 4th, 2014

Publisher: Entangled Publishing, Embrace Imprint

Genre: Paranormal Romance

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Back of the book:

Her soul remembers his touch, even if she doesn’t. 

 

With only three days until the wraith king turns the earth into an all-you-can-eat buffet, Addison Beckett is forced to enlist brooding sentinel Asher Green’s help to unlock the Mortal Machine. According to the founder, all she has to do is find the sanctuary—the same sanctuary she can’t remember because Asher erased her memories.

 

Trying to save humanity while navigating Asher’s lies is a royal pain. But the more time she and Asher spend together, the harder her soul tries to remind her what else he’s made her forget—that he loves her, wants her, needs her.

 

When she’s trapped by the wraith king and forced to pick who will stand by her in the coming battle, Addison is faced with an impossible choice: the sentinel she loves who refuses to love her back, or a powerful stranger who insists they’re meant to be together. Her decision will determine the fate of humanity, and once decided, can’t be undone.

 

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AUTHOR’S NOTE: This scene was originally part of chapter 10, but alas, it didn’t fit into the final version. Remy and Addison are in the infirmary while he re-stitches her stab wound, and they’re discussing Asher.

 

“How can I do fix Asher when the very thought of touching me gives the guy the heebs?” I asked. “He’s barely looked at me since I got stabbed. Kind of hard to have a meaningful conversation with his ear.”

Remy glanced toward the door and concentrated on prodding my bandage again. Really low, he said, “Catch him when he think you not looking. See what I see.”

A roar of WTH went through my head. “What are you saying?”

“What are you saying about what?” Asher blew into the room like a category 5 hurricane. He’d changed his shirt. Probably got a wrinkle in the other one while wrestling with the Colonel. Couldn’t have that, oh no. Why did he have to wear blue? His eyes were always on the north side of wow, but put more blue on him, and the sight of them sucked all the sense out of my head and made me wonder if I should check for drool. How much more mental could I get? Probably not a good question for me to ask after recent events.

“Nothing,” Remy and I blurted at once. Guilty, who us?

“What doing here?” Remy asked with a curl to his lip, and the tension in the room grew into a snarling beast. “Get lost ‘till I finish up here. You don’ want to be here while I holding sharp things.”

“Are you threatening me, sentinel?” Asher drew up his fists and edged closer. “Remember who you’re talking to. Why don’t you leave and let me take care of the Architect?”

Remy gave a scoffing laugh. “Because you so good at that. And I see real clear now who I talking to, and he a stupid ass I wouldn’t follow out of a burning building right now. Addy my boss, and I do what she say. You got a problem with that, you can piss off.”

I might have laughed if his sarcastic tone wasn’t full of bitch slaps. I glanced back and forth between them, at Asher’s bruise that had turned the skin under his left eye almost black and the aggressive heat coming off King Kong. “Will someone tell me what’s going on between you two?” I asked. Staring at Remy, who squirmed and looked away, I frowned. “Did you clock Asher in the face? Ah, shit, did you tell him?” I’d asked Remy to have a look at my memories so I could figure out why there were so many foggy patches in there.

“Tell me what?” Asher asked through set teeth.

Crap. “Nothing. Why are you two chewing at each other? We’re kind of fighting a war here and don’t have time for this macho crap.”

“A simple disagreement between gentlemen,” Asher said. “Remy needs to keep his nose in his own business.”

Gentlemen, ha! Remy might have been one, but Asher was about as far from it as someone could get. “A disagreement about what?” I asked.

After a few visual razor blades passed between them, Remy said, “Nothing you need worry about. My brah and I hash it out later when thing calm down a little, yeah?”

Asher shook his head. “No, you’ll shut your mouth and let me do my job. Now, what were you two talking about when I came into the room?”

“None of your business,” I said, hating not knowing what their beef was and if it had something to do with me and what Remy may or may not have seen in my swiss cheese mind since I hadn’t gotten around to asking yet. Or, rather, my inner chicken wanted no part of.

“Our feisty little kolohe here ask if we get all the wraith last night, and I tell her all but one far as we know,” Remy said.

“Wait, what?” I blurted. “You both went back out hunting without me? Dammit, Asher, you’re not supposed to go without me. Why are you still trying to cut me out of this? Because I’m fine, totally normal and can take care of myself.” No, I didn’t sound desperate. Why didn’t I just slap a sign on my forehead that said I was keeping something big from him? I sat up, regretted it a second later when pain took a dive through me. “Ouch.”

“Oh yeah, you’re in such fine form right now,” Asher said, jabbing a finger at me. “Lay down before I—”

“Yeah, yeah, before you lay me down. God, you are like a broken record.” I lay down, offering him a snarky smile. “Happy? Oh right, you’re never happy.” What Remy had said festered in me, that Asher needed healing—I wondered if he still thought that after having punched him in the face. I pretty much knew that already, but I still didn’t know what to do about it. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so snippy with him, but he ripped off my civilized front and brought out my inner beast.

“Be still now, kolohe.” Remy came at me with a syringe roughly the size of a telephone pole, grinning at whatever horrified expression I had on my face. “Just a little prick and you feel betta, yeah?”

Asher was a little prick, and he never made me feel better. Ashamed for having thought that, I swallowed a few times to keep the queasiness inside from making it outside. “Do you really have to do that?”

Asher made a small sound, but by the time I pointed my stare at him, he’d taken great interest in the cabinet along the wall. It was all good, though. I didn’t need to see him roll his eyes at me again.

“You rather I stitch you without freezing?” Humor added a rich tone to Remy’s voice.

I groaned and thrust my head back into the pillow. “Why do you enjoy torturing me so much? Maybe you can just give me a good right hook and knock me out.”

“I give you a good hook, and I break your delicate neck. Just close those pretty eyes, and I make it quick.”

Smiling, I said, “Flattery will get you nowhere with me, bub.”

I jumped at the sound rumbling out of the corner. Did Asher just…growl? When I searched him out where he’d gone to sulk by the door, Remy impaled me.

“Ouch, that freakin’ hurt!”

“I don’ feel a thing.” Remy finished injecting the cold stuff that began to deaden the pain.

“Smart ass.”

“Better than a dumb ass. Now, I stitch.”

Breaths heaved in and out of my nose. “Oh, hell, do I really have to be awake for this?”

“Brah,” Remy said, “may you make youself useful and talk to our kolohe, distract her, yeah?”

My hand wanted to reach for my sensei, but I made a fist in the sheets. Asher glared at the floor as if it had just kicked him in the jewels. Arms straight at his sides, he made two stiff steps toward me before returning to the door. “I’ll get Sophia.”

My heart tripped. “Sophia’s busy. Just forget it and go away.” I met Remy’s eyes, and even though his face was carefully blank, anger stared back at me. “I’m fine. Just do it.”

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About Jocelyn Adams:

Jocelyn is an office grunt by day and creator of romance and adventure by night. Born a farmer’s daughter with a vivid imagination, she spent her childhood dreaming up stories. With no formal training, she relied on the honest feedback of her writing group to take her from that first short story all the way to THE END of her first novel. She now has five published novels and has recently signed a 3-book deal with Entangled Publishing. When she isn’t slinging words, you can find her shooting her bow or enjoying the serenity of family life in her little house in the woods.

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Cover Reveal : Louder Than Words by Iris St. Clair!

I was honored to read an early copy of this book. Since then, I’ve been a big (huge) fan.

So, it is with great (ridiculous) excitement

that I present to you Iris St. Clair’s debut novel cover!

 

 

 

 Cool, right? Yay! I can not wait for you to read this one.

Yes.  I’m fangirling. I know it, but I love this story.

 

Louder Than Words

Release Date: 09/16/14
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Summary from Goodreads:

Disappointment has
been on speed dial in Ellen Grayson’s life lately. Her dad’s dead, her mom is
numbing the grief with drugs and alcohol, and her so-called friends are slowly
abandoning her. Trusting a popular teacher with her troubles should have been safe,
shouldn’t have led to an unwelcome seduction attempt, shouldn’t have sent her
running to the girls’ bathroom for the final moments of her Junior year. Lesson
learned. Best to keep all the sordid details of her life to herself.

 

 
Enter Rex Jacobi, a cocky teen recently transplanted from New York and fellow
summer camp employee. Though his quick wit and confidence draws her in, she’s
not letting him get too close, not til she’s sure she can trust him. By the
time Rex’s charming persistence wears down her resistance, it’s too late. He’s
put Ellen on the perma-pal shelf and shifted his romantic attentions to her
arch-rival. Even worse, the teacher who tried to seduce her is still
misbehaving with impunity.
With her ability to trust as shaky as a chastity vow on prom night, Ellen must
decide if she has enough remaining courage to speak up about her teacher and
risk retribution, to tell Rex how she feels and risk heartbreak, or hold all
her secrets inside, the only safe place she knows.

About the Author

 

Iris St. Clair is the pen name for a long-suffering cubicle worker by
day, a Walter Mitty-like dreamer by night. (Her alter ego Tatiana Ivanadance
also choreographs gravity-defying routines in those fantasies, but that’s
another bio.)
No matter what genre she writes, she prefers witty, insecure heroines and
kind, persistent heroes able to break through to the gooey heart inside.
In high school she was voted most likely to win at Monopoly and Clue, but
least likely to throw a ball anywhere near a target. Thank goodness writing
requires less hand-eye coordination, punctuation errors notwithstanding.

 

Iris believes in the two-year “fish or cut bait” dating rule
and has a 20+ year marriage and two teenaged sons as proof of concept. She
lives, writes, dreams and dances in the rainy Portland, OR area.
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Cover Reveal and Giveaway: Fire in the Woods by Jennifer M. Eaton

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Welcome to the Cover Reveal for

Fire in the Woods by Jennifer M. Eaton

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The book’s not out until September, so be sure to add it to your Good Reads pile now for safe keeping!

When a plane crashes in the woods near Jess’s home, the boy of her dreams falls out of the sky—literally. But David’s not here to find a girlfriend. He’s from another planet, and if Jess can’t help him get back to his ship, he’ll be stuck on Earth with nothing to look forward to but the pointy end of a dissection scalpel.

But her father runs their house like an army barracks, and with an alien on the loose, Major Dad isn’t too keen on the idea of Jess going anywhere. Ever. So how the heck is she supposed to help the sweetest, strangest, and cutest guy she’s ever met?

Hiding him in her room probably isn’t the best idea. Especially since her Dad is in charge of the squadron searching for David. That doesn’t mean she won’t do it. It just means she can’t get caught.

Helping David get home while protecting her heart—that’s gonna be the hard part. After all, she can’t really fall for a guy who’s not exactly from here.

As they race through the woods with Major Dad and most of the U.S. military one breath behind them, Jess and David grow closer than either of them anticipated. But all is not what it seems. David has a genocide-sized secret, and one betrayal later, they are both in handcuffs as alien warships are positioning themselves around the globe. Time is ticking down to Armageddon, and Jess must think fast if she’s to save the boy she cares about without sacrificing Earth—and everyone on it.

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Title: Fire in the Woods
Publication date: September 2014
Publisher: Month9Books, LLC.
Author: Jennifer M. Eaton

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Jennifer M. Eaton

Corporate Team Leader by day, and Ranting Writer by night. Jennifer M. Eaton calls the East Coast of the USA home, where she lives with her husband, three energetic boys, and a pepped up poodle.

Jennifer hosts an informational blog “A Reference of Writing Rants for Writers (or Learn from My Mistakes)” aimed at helping all writers be the best they can be.

Beyond writing and motivating others, she also enjoys teaching her dog to jump through hoops—literally.

Jennifer’s perfect day includes long hikes in the woods, bicycling, swimming, snorkeling, and snuggling up by the fire with a great book; but her greatest joy is using her over-active imagination constructively… creating new worlds for everyone to enjoy.

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Aislynn is accustomed to watching for the enemy. Her parents instructed her from the time she was young to look for the signs: people with greater than normal strength, eyes that can glow green, and have the ability to jump long distances. Over the years, Aislynn has come to view her parents’ fears as quirks—things that get in the way of having a normal high school life.

When Aislynn’s mother dies under suspicious conditions, her father doubles his restrictions. But all his precautions can’t stop the boy with glowing green eyes from finding Aislynn. She realizes too late she’s been drafted into an ancient Egyptian war, whether she’s prepared or not.

 

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Janette Rallison is old. Don’t ask how old, because it isn’t polite. Let’s just say she’s older than she’d like to be and leave it at that.

Janette lives in Chandler, Arizona with her husband, five children and enough cats to classify her as “an eccentric cat lady.” She did not do this on purpose. (The cats, that is; she had the children on purpose.) Every single one of the felines showed up on its own and refuses to leave. Not even the family’s fearless little Westie dog can drive them off.

Since Janette has five children and deadlines to write books, she doesn’t have much time left over for hobbies. But since this is the internet and you can’t actually check up to see if anything on this site is true, let’s just say she enjoys dancing, scuba diving, horse back riding and long talks with Orlando Bloom. (Well, I never said he answers back.)

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Cover Reveal: Midnight Dawn

Midnight Dawn 

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“Midnight Dawn straps you in from the beginning and whisks you away on an emotional, breath-taking ride of romance, fantasy, and good vs. evil. It’s magic.” –Naima Simone, author of the SECRETS AND SINS series

 

Midnight Dawn (The Mortal Machine #2)

Release Date: August 4th, 2014

Publisher: Entangled Publishing, Embrace Imprint

Genre: Paranormal Romance

 

Back of the book:

Her soul remembers his touch, even if she doesn’t. 

 

With only three days until the wraith king turns the earth into an all-you-can-eat buffet, Addison Beckett is forced to enlist brooding sentinel Asher Green’s help to unlock the Mortal Machine. According to the founder, all she has to do is find the sanctuary—the same sanctuary she can’t remember because Asher erased her memories.

 

Trying to save humanity while navigating Asher’s lies is a royal pain. But the more time she and Asher spend together, the harder her soul tries to remind her what else he’s made her forget—that he loves her, wants her, needs her.

 

When she’s trapped by the wraith king and forced to pick who will stand by her in the coming battle, Addison is faced with an impossible choice: the sentinel she loves who refuses to love her back, or a powerful stranger who insists they’re meant to be together. Her decision will determine the fate of humanity, and once decided, can’t be undone.

 

 

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About Jocelyn Adams:

JoceAdamsheadshotsmJocelyn is an office grunt by day and creator of romance and adventure by night. Born a farmer’s daughter with a vivid imagination, she spent her childhood dreaming up stories.

With no formal training, she relied on the honest feedback of her writing group to take her from that first short story all the way to THE END of her first novel. She now has five published novels and has recently signed a 3-book deal with Entangled Publishing.

When she isn’t slinging words, you can find her shooting her bow or enjoying the serenity of family life in her little house in the woods.

 

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Cover Reveal: Hereditary by J.A. Belfield

Hereditary: A Holloway Pack Mini

Coming August 13th 2014

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Hereditary (Holloway Pack, #2.7)

Title: Hereditary

Series: Holloway Pack

Author: J.A. Belfield

The trouble with one-night stands: you never know who—or what—you’re sleeping with.

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Being a parent isn’t an easy ride. Even more so for single mum Shelley Lewis.

When her thirteen year old son’s hormones kick in, she’s faced with his immense growth, insane sweat, and ridiculous hairiness, not to mention all the normal teenage issues.

Discovering her only son isn’t human on top of those is the shock of a lifetime, and Shelley knows she’s the only one to blame.

It may be too late to save her son from her mistakes, but she can still try to save Gabe from himself.

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For fans of J.A. Belfield’s Holloway Pack series, Hereditary is a look back at the origins for characters met in Resonance.

 

Goodreads link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22130612-hereditary

So good! You’re going to want more, trust me …

Other books in the series: https://www.goodreads.com/series/60824-holloway-pack

*** Note: Hereditary is an adult, short story that can be read independently of the series and will be available for FREE!

About this author:

 

 

One day, a character and scene popped into J. A. Belfield’s head, and she started controlling the little people inside her imagination, as though she were the puppet master and they her toys. Questions arose: What would happen if …? How would they react if …? Who would they meet if …? Before she knew it, a singular scene had become an entire movie. The characters she controlled began to hold conversations. Their actions reflected the personalities she bestowed upon them. Within no time, they had a life, a lover, a foe, family … they had Become.

One day, she wrote down her thoughts. She’s yet to stop.

J. A. Belfield lives in Solihull, England, with her husband, two children, three cats and a dog. She writes paranormal romance, with a second love for urban fantasy.

 

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True Colors Book Blast and Giveaway!

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Landry Albright enters a modeling competition with her two best friends, but runs into jealousy when she advances to the next level without them. Enter the gorgeous Devon, who also makes the first cut of the modeling contest. Devon seems like the perfect new best friend, but can their friendship survive the competition? Throw in a new boy, jealousy and loyalty issues, and insults from hair stylists. How’s a girl to deal?

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The competition was for girls between the ages of thirteen and seventeen, but it felt like Ericka, Tori, and I were the youngest ones there. I only saw a couple of girls from school, and the lineup looked more like something you’d see on a music video set. All the girls were gorgeous, and they had these curvy womanly bodies. I looked like a skinny little kid next to them. The first girl walked out, and I heard the judges say she “owned the runway,” and, “walked like a gazelle.” I was starting to feel ill. I wasn’t sure which way it was going to come, but I knew I had to find a bathroom — fast. I started to get out of line when Ericka grabbed my wrist.

“It’s almost time,” she said. A tiny bit of spit flew out of her mouth and hit my cheek.

I wasn’t sure why she was so intent on me going through with it, but she had a death grip on my arm, so I didn’t have much of a choice. Her number was called and she walked out to the stage. One of the other girls said she walked like a kid with sand bucket stilts on her feet, but she came back with a smirk on her face like she knew she’d get chosen.

“They said they had never seen such long legs,” she said.

Tori was next.

“She walks like a gorilla at feeding time,” said the girl behind me. I went next, and I tried to focus on not tripping over my feet. My mom’s pumps had a rubber sole on the bottom, which probably wasn’t the brightest idea seeing as my shoes were making squeaking noises as I walked. I was so nervous I couldn’t stop smiling as I walked. I looked like the plastic clown who blows up balloons with its mouth at the Pizza Palace. When I got to the end of the runway, I tried to cross my feet to turn like the other girls had, but I over rotated and ended up doing a full spin which made my kilt fan out and gave the mall walkers a view of my blue underpants. I tried to act like it was intentional and did an extra turn. One of the judges put her hand up to stop me, and I held my breath as she started to speak.

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Krysten Lindsay Hager is an author and book addict who has never met a bookstore she didn’t like. She’s worked as a journalist and also writes middle grade, YA, humor essays, and adult fiction. Her debut novel, TRUE COLORS, will be out June 17th from Astraea Press. She is originally from Michigan and has lived in South Dakota, Portugal, and currently resides in Southern Ohio where you can find her reading and writing when she’s not catching up on her favorite shows.

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