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Teen Wytche Saga

 

 

The Teen Wytche Saga by Ariella Moon

Think magic will solve your problems?
Bring you love? Cure you? Protect you? Help you find someone who is lost?
Think again.
Magic tests friendships. It hisses, chirps, stinks up the room, backfires, and explodes. Magic forces you to make tough decisions. Shatter limitations. Discover your true self. When you use magic, expect results in the ultimate triple-un—unpredictable, uncontrollable, and so undeniable.

And you thought navigating high school was tough.

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Praise for the Teen Wytche Saga

 

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Spell Check

“Ms. Moon has crafted a spellbinding story. I was entranced within the first chapter,”

Tifferz, 5-star Amazon Review

 

“Spellcheck is a delightful teen romance about best friends, magic, and bad decisions.”

Romancewriter, 5-Star Amazon Review

 

A great read that kept me captive, I couldn’t stop reading! Ariella Moon has created a piece of art! I can’t wait for the next book!”

Jennifer Badgett, 5-Star Amazon Review

 

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Spell Struck

“A fantastic YA paranormal read, reminiscent of the film “Practical Magic”! Spell Struck combines quirky but fun teen characters dealing with new schools, romance, and family problems, with magic, and more serious topics like suicide and kidnapping.”

Sarah E. Bradley, InD’Tale Magazine

5 Stars, Crowned Heart for Excellence

 

“The Teen Wytche Saga is a gripping series of books that combine otherworldly magick with the everyday struggles of growing up a teenager in America… Unexpected plot twists at every turn of the page grab you and hold on from start to finish.”

Karyn Pickles, 5 Star Amazon Review

 

“I loved Spell Struck even more than I loved Spell Check!”

Freddie, 5-Star Amazon Review

 

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Spell Fire

 

This book looked fun and magical from the start … I really want to go back and get the first and second book now and read the series from the beginning. Ariella has made me fall in love with the characters in the middle of the story. I also can not wait for the fourth installment.”

Becca Wilson, 5-Star Amazon Review

 

“Great cast of characters, diverse protagonist, fast-paced action and romance, and a touch of different types of regional magic all tied into a fantastic read. I would highly recommend these to any woman (no matter the age) looking for an uplifting paranormal romance!”

 

Freddie, 5-Star Amazon Review

 

I loved it!!! Absolutely loved it!!!

“Overall a great book and an awesome series… I would definitely recommend this book to all the fantasy and YA lovers and hope that you guys will love it as I did.”

CUTEsatarupa, 5-Star Amazon Review

 

Excerpt from Spell Fire, Book #3, The Teen Wytche Saga

I paused beneath the fern‑painted ceiling fan and scanned the wall menu. I wasn’t sure what I was looking for, but a weird craving fueled my search.

The dragon exerted pressure between my shoulder blades, prompting me. “A Scorpion’s Nest smoothie.”

Morningstar leaned over the high counter and gave me a onceover. “You feeling okay?”

I licked my lips. “Absolutely.” I had never tasted an orange juice, vanilla ice cream, and peanut butter combo, but I slapped the countertop and said, “I’m fine. Hit me.”

Morningstar tilted her head to one side and studied me.

Oh — crap. Maybe I’m dragon drunk.

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Author Ariella Moon

Ariella Moon is the author of the Teen Wytche Saga, a sweet Young Adult paranormal series. Ariella writes about magic, friendship, high school, secrets, and love in Spell Check, Spell Struck, and Spell Fire from Astraea Press.

Ariella spent her childhood searching for a magical wardrobe that would transport her to Narnia. Extreme math anxiety, and taller students who mistook her for a leaning post, marred her youth. Despite these horrors, she graduated summa cum laude from the University of California at Davis. Ariella is a Reiki Master, author, and shaman. She lives a nearly normal life with her extraordinary daughter, two shamelessly spoiled dogs, and an enormous dragon.

 

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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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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: Lancaster House and The Middle Aisle!

COVER REVEAL!
Brand new covers for Lancaster House and The Middle Aisle!
~A paranormal romance series by Taylor Dean~
I love my OLD covers. (Pictured on the left.) I really do. They’re different from the norm and that’s why they captured my attention.
For Lancaster House, I liked the idea of a hand reaching out from the grave. It seemed appropriate to the story; Andre reaches out to Zoe from beyond the grave. It was Carrie-like and kind of creepy.


There’s just one problem.
This is not a horror novel. Not at all. This is a paranormal romance. People who like horror are drawn to the cover and are sadly disappointed when they realize it’s a romance.
People who love paranormal romance are turned off by the cover because it looks too creepy.
In other words, the cover just wasn’t working.
I love The Middle Aisle cover because it matched Lancaster House so perfectly. And part of the story takes place in Monterey, California. Monterey is known for its Cypress trees. The tree on the cover of The Middle Aisle reminded me of a Cypress tree and seemed perfect.
But, if the right people aren’t reading the first book, no one will ever read the second one no matter what the cover looks like!
Bam! Decision made!
It was time for new covers for Lancaster House and The Middle Aisle! I love the new covers because they speak so perfectly as to what’s on the inside.
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Taylor Dean lives in Texas and is the mother of four grown children. Upon finding herself with an empty nest, she began to write the stories that were always wandering around in her head, quickly finding she had a passion for writing, specifically romance. Whether it’s paranormal, contemporary, or suspense—you’ll find all sub-genres of clean romance in her line-up.

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Giveaway: Wonderfully Wicked Book Blitz!

My agency sister CJ Burright has an exciting new book out!
The blurb sounds awesome and the cover is gorgeous. Take a look … 

Wonderfully Wicked

Release Date: 05/13/14
Summary from Goodreads:
A dreamcaster with the ability to channel creatures from her nightmares, headstrong and cynical Kalila Montgomery longs for a peaceful, picket-fence life…until the man literally of her dreams kidnaps her. Survival quickly becomes her number one goal, yet a growing attraction to the man in her nightmares is impossible to ignore. While she fears he will kill her, other, more terrifying enemies surround her, and Kalila succumbs to his scheme to escape. She may be his one hope for freedom…A deadly combination of power, cunning, and cold-hearted charm, Lydon v’al Endrian fears nothing. Feels nothing.
Chained to a brotherhood of men with the supernatural ability to invade dreams, he hunts dreamcasters to be harvested for their dreams and killed. His target: Kalila Montgomery. But Kalila awakens an undeniable dark desire and a longing for a freedom long-lost. To gain everything he craves, Lydon must seduce Kalila before his plot is discovered…a hopeless challenge which, if failed, will earn him a death-sentence. Caught up in a dangerous world of secrets and obsession, doubt and betrayal, Kalila and Lydon face the nightmare of their lives, where love will either deliver them—or destroy them both.
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Excerpt:

“I took great
effort to see you.” His tone hinted the act made him deserving. “You sleep;
I’ll keep watch. And my vow of yesterday stands. I won’t molest you.”
To her
annoyance, her pulse danced a country jig. Whatever efforts he took on her
behalf were of questionable nature, not romantic. She made a rude noise in case
he held any such illusions.
“Keep watch for
what? No one besides you could reach my window and my door’s bolted.”
Lydon laced his
hands behind his head, his lips twitching as though fighting a smile. “Then
I’ll watch you. Like before.”
Horror prickled
over her in a rushing tide. She leapt up. “You watched me sleep? Not skulked
around in my bedroom to attack me?” She groaned, imagining him watching her
drool, snore, or grind her teeth.
He laughed, low
and warm. “You’re so lovely when you dream, Lils. An angel.” He patted the
empty spot beside him.
Her traitorous
body, defenseless against him, obeyed. The red, silken comforter hissed beneath
her knees while she climbed onto the opposite side of the giant bed. The lone
lamp by the bed cast a mystical glow over Lydon, catching golden highlights in
his light hair, the silver shards in his eyes. “Watching people sleep is
creepy.”
He shrugged.
“Not people, just you. Besides, I am
creepy.”
Definitely not creepy. Kalila settled into a
cross-legged position and fixed him with a no-nonsense look. “Since it seems
you have nothing better to do than lie there like a sloth, be useful and fess
up. Why am I being treated as some freaking porcelain doll in a glass case? How
can my nightmares benefit the V’alkara? Can the V’alkara really take my dreams
away? None of you seem sick—and no, mental doesn’t count—so what’s wrong? And
when will you take us home?”
Lydon jiggled
one black boot. What she thought might be disapproval flickered in his eyes. “I
won’t waste our alone time answering inquiries. I have other plans.”
She swallowed
hard. Maybe she’d misjudged him. Maybe he was so confident in his assassin
abilities—and her helplessness—he felt sneakiness was unnecessary.
He sat up in a
blink of an eye, moving with inhuman speed. One large hand was planted next to
her knee. His breath fanned her chin. The scent of the outdoors and a tinge of
smoke drifted from his clothes. His voice whispered spider-soft.
“Do you care to
know what other less attractive names some call me?” The world seemed to shrink
to Lydon and the force of his gaze. “Angel of Ruin. Living Nightmare. Scourge.”
His eyes gleamed, darkened. “As you might guess from such monikers, peace in my
life is rare. I’ll relish any fragments of it I happen to stumble across for as
long as possible.”
His fingers
trailed her cheek to cup her chin. In the span of a heartbeat, his face
changed. From beautiful man to skeletal beast then back to beautiful man. A
chill coiled around her soul, deep and cold as a winter storm. Who—what—was this guy?
“Do you feel it
too?”
Kalila’s
heartbeat rumbled in her ears, kicked at her throat. Her fingers jerked with a
fierce need to touch him. Instead, she fisted the blanket. Admit nothing to the enemy. Yet the urge to nestle her cheek into
his palm and purr grappled with reason. She had to take control before she did
something stupid.
 

 

About the Author:

 

CJ blames her love for reading and all things Medieval on her father, who plied her often with fantasy novels ranging from Sir Lloyd Alexander to Piers Anthony.  Her love for romance, however, lies completely at the feet of her best friend Michelle, who dared to give her a romance novel for her birthday.  She smiled, politely said thank you, and tossed it in the corner, where it gathered dust.  In a moment of desperation, when only the revolting romance remained in her almost-always toppling stack of awaiting books, she sucked it up and read the romance.  Doomed. 
She started writing fantasy and paranormal romance for the cathartic experience, decided she liked it, and after two overlong, horribly written novels joined RWA and the Fantasy, Futuristic & Paranormal special interest chapter.  Best classes and critique groups ever.  Double doomed.  Now, writing is a necessity, not just a hobby.
In her spare time, when she’s not writing or reading or actually working, CJ might be found in the dojang (4th Dan Black Belt, baby), rooting on the Mariners (who will some day win the World Series), working out (P90X, anyone?), gardening (a little dirt never hurt anyone), or playing Music of the Night on the piano (without mask or cape). She lives in Oregon with her fabulous husband and daughter. Not to mention her minions, a herd of cats.
WONDERFULLY WICKED is CJ’s Burright’s first novel.
 
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Life in the Palace

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life in the Palace by Catherine Green

“We need to talk,” Tal said. Then I knew it was going to go badly. ‘We need to talk’ is the conversational equivalent of walking into your basement without turning on the light, on a dark and stormy night, when a known psychopath is on the loose. You might as well cut to the chase and slit your own throat.

Chloe Diaz assumed three things: that when Tal said that she was one of The People sent from heaven to maintain the cosmic balance, it was code for ‘I’m a pamphlet distributing, incense burning, religious weirdo;’ that the gorgeous Seth Wilks would never be her soul mate and that she’d never have to choose between them. Chloe was wrong.

Now the future of the world is in her hands, but what if price is too great to pay?

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After a lifetime in the shadow of her sister, Chloe is severely phobic of the chronically cool. Seth is everything she avoids; a pre-med philosophy major who works in a bar, plays in a band and is so good looking that grown women stare at him in the street. But it’s hard to say no to your soul mate. Thinking she’s maxed out her supply of destiny, Chloe settles down to enjoy the happily-ever-after.

 

Tal says that she’s one of The People sent from heaven to maintain the cosmic balance. Chloe assumes this is code for ‘I’m a pamphlet distributing, incense burning, religious weirdo.’ Actually Tal’s main extracurricular activity is fighting the forces of Oblivion. The People never need to hide what they are because no one ever believes them. Until Chloe does.

 

Chloe sets out to help Tal and The People as much as she can as an outsider. Seth says as long as no one wears their underpants on the outside Chloe can do what she likes. What he doesn’t say is that he’s also one of The People, although non-practicing. But as the Final Battle draws nearer, Chloe realizes it’s time for Seth to go collect his regulation sword. The only thing standing in his way is her. Seth says he’ll give up his place in heaven to stay with her. Chloe must choose between Seth’s soul and her own happiness.

 

Praise for Life in the Palace

An interesting take on the paranormal romance genre. …..While other books in the genre have unrealistic buy in to the acceptance of someone from the outside entering a “new world” Life in the Palace handled it from both the main character looking in and the dwellers of the Palace looking out at this person trying to enter their world. …….I am so happy to hear that there are more books in the series! – Yonit on Goodreads

I loved this world that Catherine Green created. I happily lost myself in the life & deep love between Chloe & Seth …..I loved the attention to detail, the fleshing out of the world around them, the obvious growth of all the characters… Even the heartbreaking choices made at the end.
Book two I cannot wait to read! – Ebon Darkmyth on Smashwords

Loved it, great story line, fun characters and after reading it and thinking deeply about the duality of our lives, it made my prayers come alive! – Rebecca Wittenstein on Amazon.com

This book introduces you to a whole host of characters that you want to meet in real life. ….The action keeps you reading, while the budding love between Seth and Chloe makes you breathless. A great read. – Cypora Cohen on Amazon.co.uk

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Author Catherine Green

Catherine Green writes fantasy books featuring religious characters in a brazen attempt to make the people in faith communities seem less weird. She lives with her husband, children and three marginally neglected goldfish. When she’s not writing, or pretending to be one of her characters on Facebook, she has been known to cook dinner.

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Baby, I’ve got some seriously cool news!

So … I have to tell you all my news or I might bust something.

I got an email from my wonderful, amazing, and talented agent Brittany Booker that went something like this:

 

 Look what I found on Publishers’ Marketplace today!  You’ve landed a two book deal with Month9books! Congrats, Julie! :))

Julie Reece’s THE ARTISANS, a duology which introduces a seventeen-year-old who must repay her stepfather’s debt by becoming an eccentric heir’s year-long house guest, to Georgia McBride at Month9Books, in a nice deal, for publication in 2015, by Brittany Booker of the Booker Albert Agency (World).Georgia@georgiamcbride.com.

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I have a book deal!! I’m thrilled to be with Month9Books. Everyone has been so nice and have you seen their gorgeous covers? Sigh.

 

Some vital cerebral popping took place in my poor brain seeing this cool truth in black and white. My dream come true. If you write, have waited for and received news like this, you understand exactly what I’m talking about. If you’re still waiting, take heart, my friend. It will happen.

Both my agent and Ms. McBride were amazing though the whole process. Everything went so well, they answered all of my questions with the patience of Job earning my undying gratitude and respect for not making me feel greener than this guy:

 

 The book is a young adult southern Gothic filled with intense romance, magic, and some serious creep factor. I’m picturing characters who look like the bunch below embarking on a major adventure. What do you think?

 

Random? Welcome to my world! But hopefully, you will like it here.

I’m so blessed. I’ve always loved telling stories, and I’m having a blast so far. Can’t believe I get the privilege of seeing a story of mine transferred to paper (okay, or ebook). The book is scheduled for June 2015. Can’t wait to share it with you. I hope you will love my characters as much as I do.

XOXOXOXOX

 


Giveaway and Review: Darkside Sun (Mortal Machine, #1)

 

Author: Jocelyn Adams

Publisher: Entangled Embrace

Pub. Date: March 10, 2014

Pages: 291

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The dead have been waiting for her…

 

The Blurb:

Addison Beckett tries hard to pretend she’s normal, but she’s far from it. Since she was six years old, she’s seen the world around her unraveling, as if someone is pulling a thread from a sweater and it’s all slowly coming undone. When she ignores it, it goes away, so that’s what she does.
Enter her arrogant-but-hot professor Asher Green. He knows all about her special brand of crazy. In fact, he might be just as nuts as she is. Asher insists that the dead from a parallel dimension are trying to possess the living in this one. And since Addison seems to be the only one who can see these “wraiths,” she just might be the key to saving the world.
Addison wants nothing to do with Asher or his secret society, The Mortal Machine. But as their animosity grows, she finds it harder and harder to ignore the chemistry between them. And when she discovers that Machine laws forbid her from touching him, she realizes that’s all she wants to do.
Stop the wraiths. Break the rules. Save the world. All in a day’s work.
Normal was overrated, anyway.

 

The Author:

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 that remained untold until 2010.

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.

 

Find her Young Adult-friendly persona here.

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Giveaway Details!

1 $25.00 gift card from Amazon or B & N (winner’s choice), Sun charm necklace, and a Signed bookmark!

 

Rafflecopter link:

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Tour Schedule:

Week 1:

3/17/2014- Shortie Says                – Review

3/17/2014- Fantasy Book AddictExcerpt

3/18/2014- Reese’s ReviewsReview

3/18/2014- BiblioJunkiesGuest Post

3/19/2014- Sabrina’s Paranormal PalaceReview

3/19/2014- Fade Into Fantasy Interview

3/20/2014- Anna Lives and Breathes BooksReview

3/20/2014- Two Chicks on BooksExcerpt

3/21/2014- The Demon LibrarianReview

3/21/2014- The Cover ContessaGuest Post

Week 2:

3/24/2014 Book Club SistersReview

3/24/2014- Library of the Seen Interview

3/25/2014- Shayna Varadeaux Books & ReviewsReview

3/25/2014- Parajunkee’s ViewInterview

3/26/2014- As the page turnsReview

3/26/2014- Curling Up With A Good Book Excerpt

3/27/2014- Living in a BookworldReview

3/27/2014- Wonderful MonsterInterview

3/28/2014- Julie Antonovich ReeceReview

3/28/2014- Talking Books BlogGuest Post

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My Review:

I always struggle to write a review without giving too much away. I’ll do my best.

Since she was a kid, Addison Beckett has questioned (and lived with) the idea she might be a little insane. After all, she experiences unexplained lapses in time, often watching the corner of rooms unravel like a thread pulled from a sweater. Addison keeps her visions to herself until she meets up with handsome, but brooding, Professor Asher Green.  Apparently, she hasn’t cornered the market on crazy, because after an ‘incident’ in class, Asher admits he knows all about the world she sees on the other side of our reality—and the danger that lies beyond.

Unable to pretend her visions are a figment of her imagination anymore, Asher introduces her to his secret society, The Mortal Machine. Strong-armed by Asher into induction, she learns about alternate realities and layers of consciousness called the Shift, followed by warrior hierarchy, self-defense, and the importance of discovering her role in the Machine. Though frankly confusing at first, I caught on to these explanations after a while and loved the concepts. I enjoyed all the different personalities of the supporting characters Addy meets along the way. The premise of the Machine, and the threat of another world bleeding into ours (at our peril), is intriguing. It’s an intricate plot line that I imagine will bloom into a trilogy or more to explore. And that’s a good thing.

Adams keeps the pace moving well throughout the story. She has a distinctive voice that I enjoyed, and her heroine is likable and smart. There’s a lot of heat and great tension between the hero and heroine. My one balk, I suppose, is that the heroine has an overwhelming, and fairly inexplicable draw toward the hero from the get-go, despite the fact he was as nasty as possible to her much of the time.

My favorite part was watching Addison come into her own power and dig into the mysteries surrounding the Machine and its creator. Awesomeness.

While the end wasn’t a surprise, the very end was! How’s that for cryptic? The final scene is fantastic and, YES! scream worthy. Loved that. I highly recommend this read and look forward with great anticipation to the next book.

I hope you’re writing, Ms. Adams. Hurry, hurry!