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Louder Than Words Book Blitz and Giveaway! @Iris_St_Clair @swoonromance

A lot going on today on the ‘ole bloggerooni …

Fine, so that’s not technically a word,

but I’ve read this book, and loved it, so I’m happy to present: 

OMGosh I’m so stinkin’ excited!

This book needs to be in the world!

Louder Than Words
Release Date: 09/16/14
Swoon Romance

Summary from Goodreads:

Disappointment has been on speed dial in Ellen Grayson’s life lately. Her
dad died, her mom numbs the grief with drugs and alcohol, and her so-called
friends have slowly abandoned her. 
Trusting a popular teacher with her troubles should have been safe and
should NOT have led to an unwelcome seduction attempt that made her desperate
to escape the final moments of Junior year. Lesson learned. Best to keep all
the sordid details to herself and trust no one.
Enter Rex Jacobi, a cocky boy, recently transplanted from New York City
and fellow summer camp employee. Though his quick wit and confidence draws her
in, she can’t let him get too close. And summer is just long enough and hot
enough to keep a boy like that at arm’s length.
But by the time Rex’s charm wears down her resistance, it’s too late.
He’s put Ellen on the “just friends” shelf and has shifted his
romantic attentions to the impossibly annoying and perky anti-Ellen. Even
worse, the teacher who tried to get her to sleep with him is still at it,
preying on other girls while Ellen struggles to come to terms with what
happened.


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 the
well-liked teacher and risk retribution, tell Rex how she really feels about
him and risk heartbreak, or hold all her secrets inside. After all, it’s the
only safe place she knows when the only thing louder than words is the fear of
being rejected.
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Louder Than Words Excerpt  — “First Aid Burlesque”

He glares as Rex passes. My brother is on the large size—about six feet and built like a football player, though he played with drums, and not pigskins, on the football field. He’s usually so mellow people no longer notice his size after five minutes of meeting him. Since becoming my guardian, however, he’s taken his role a bit too seriously. He’s not averse to using physical intimidation to scare off any males who try to get too close to me. For the most part, I’ve been grateful for it. At least he cares.

Rex doesn’t show the usual signs of nervousness at my brother’s intimidation attempts. Best to whisk him outside as quickly as possible, which I do.

“Sorry about my brother.”

“Wow, yeah. I suppose it probably did look suspicious from all sorts of angles—your face, the two of us crammed into your little bathroom, my hands all over you.” He smirks and doesn’t seem the least bit perturbed.

“Your hands were not all over me.”

“I was putting on the Band-Aid. They were there.”

His exaggerated insistence about something that wasn’t borders ludicrous. “You’re so weird, Rex Jacobi. Most boys would be swearing up and down that nothing happened, over-compensating even. But you … ” I shake my head. “You know my brother could throw you against the wall hard enough to make you stick, right?”

“You think your brother would do something like that?”

He’s got me there. “Well … no.”

“Didn’t think so.”

“You don’t have to look so smug about it.” I point to the street. “Okay, so I guess you better go then. Don’t want you to be late for your date.” I give him a slug in the arm and hope it’s light enough to convey no more than minor annoyance, boredom, or gentle teasing.

He nods. “Yeah, sure.”

For a second I think he’s going to say something else because his mouth drops open and he draws in a breath. The moment passes and he trots down the apartment building stairs, doesn’t even glance back over his shoulder.

The look on my brother’s face, on the other hand, is both infuriating and heart-breaking. Infuriating he thinks I’d act like such a ho, and heart-breaking because absolutely nothing happened to even give Robbie a moment’s worry about my chastity.

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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Rewind to You by Laura Johnston: Book Blast and Giveaway!

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Rewind to You

One last summer before college on beautiful Tybee Island is supposed to help Sienna forget. But how can she? This is where her family spent every summer before everything changed, before the world as she knew it was ripped away.

But the past isn’t easily left behind. Especially when Sienna keeps having episodes that take her back to the night she wants to forget. Even when she meets the mysterious Austin Dobbs, the guy with the intense blue eyes, athlete’s body, and weakness for pralines who scooped her out of trouble when she blacked out on River Street.

When she’s with Austin, Sienna feels a whole new world opening up to her. Austin has secrets, and she has history. But caught between the past and the future, Sienna can still choose what happens now…

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Author Laura Johnston

Laura Johnston lives in Utah with her husband and two children. Growing up with five siblings, a few horses, peach trees, beehives and gardens, she developed an active imagination and always loved a good story. She fell in love with the young adult genre both through her experience in high school as well as her job later as a high school teacher. Laura enjoys running, playing tennis, sewing, traveling, writing, and above all, spending time with her husband and kids. REWIND TO YOU is her debut novel.

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Excerpt

I’m increasingly aware of Austin—his shower-fresh scent, every curve of muscle and the rise and fall of his chest with every breath—as he stands behind me and wraps his arms around mine.

“I’ll teach you,” he says, his hot breath against my ear seeping in. Whispering a thrill.

His hand cups the back of mine. I watch as he positions my pinkie and ring fingers over the threads and slides my thumb down. “Hold the football with your fingertips.”

I glance at his face above my shoulder, his blue eyes, strong jaw and his lips. And suddenly, football is the last thing on my mind.

 

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Praise for the Book

“Johnston’s debut spotlights romance and familial relationships, including themes like grief and self-sacrifice. It’s an ideal story for readers looking for a deep-rooted YA love story with the emotional ups and downs and poignancy of a Nicholas Sparks contemporary. There’s also a touch of wit and a sigh-worthy hero – a definite on your TBR list.” – RT Book Reviews

 

“This is contemporary YA fiction at its best! –Kay Lynn Mangum, author of The Secret Journal of Brett Colton

 

Rewind to You will steal your hear away.” –Kelly Nelson, author of The Keeper’s Saga

 

 

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Book Blast and Giveaway! The Sending by Jandy Salguero

 

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The Sending

A city’s peace is shattered when two university students go missing, and only Daneel and his friends know the shocking truth of what happened. Finding themselves under attack, Daneel leads them in a race to escape the mounting violence.
Mara is willing to kill for the beliefs of the faction that raised her. But as she seeks out her mark, using a rare, mystical form of travel known as the Sending, Mara discovers a powerful connection that challenges the truth of everything she’s been taught.
While Daneel fights to protect those he cares for, Mara must choose whether to cling to the ideology of her home—or open her scarred heart to a searing attraction and the promise of a new life.

 

Praise for The Sending

The Sending reads like a dystopian Romeo and Juliet where strong, full characters from very different places inevitably collide with passion and conflict. Salguero fills a fresh, vibrant world with a nerve-tingling fast plot. Prepare to be immersed. ~Tamara Ward, author of Hidden Betrayal

The Sending is a thrilling, fast-paced, science fiction-romance that’s impossible to put down. Edge-of-your-seat action scenes, and a romantic attraction so intense that it will make you want to turn down the air conditioning, The Sending is a great read that left me hungry for more. I loved this book!
~Sterling R. Walker, author of The Orphan Ship

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As one of the hawks flew across the tiny plane of space framed by her window, Mara closed her eyes. She envisioned herself there, experiencing the grace and the power of their movements. She imagined the control of that journey and thought that one day she might have that type of power over her own fate.
Mara felt a kinship with the graceful hunter. It knew the thrill of conquest coupled with the need for survival: opposite sides of the same implacable coin. The compound had taught Mara to use that need to a greater advantage than she had before.
Her chest tightened. Before? No, there was no before. Everything was after.
After her home had been raided, after her family had been killed, after she had been forced to fend for herself. She’d had only the passive help of a few others who had suffered the same fate, who had used her as much as she had been forced to use them.
She was a young six years when she lost her family. The memories of their life together had quickly begun to fade into the cruel background of her new life, into an icy, nearly paralyzing bath of hunger and fear.
The fear had covered everything. It had even blanketed the things that had seemed gentle and innocent to her before, so that nothing was safe. For a long time, the fear had ruled her with a cold, hard hand.

 

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Author Jandy Salguero

Growing up in southern Louisiana, Jandy Salguero’s life was full of friendly smiles, good food and tall tales. She holds a BA in French from Brigham Young University, where she met her husband in the midst of the great Rocky Mountains. She now resides in a small town outside of Raleigh, NC. Her days are full of grade-school antics and underfoot toddler toys– courtesy of her two handsome boys.

She is currently working on Book 2 in the Senitha’s Light series, due out in early 2015.

 

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Cover reveal: The Sun’s Rival by Danielle E. Shipley

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Book five of the Wilderhark Tales

 

About the author …

Danielle E. Shipley’s first novelettes told the everyday misadventures of wacky kids like herself. …Or so she thought. Unbeknownst to them all, half of her characters were actually closeted elves, dwarves, fairies, or some combination thereof. When it all came to light, Danielle did the sensible thing: Packed up and moved to Fantasy Land, where daily rent is the low, low price of her heart, soul, blood, sweat, tears, firstborn child, sanity, and words; lots of them. She’s also been known to spend short bursts of time in the real-life Chicago area with the parents who home schooled her and the two little sisters who keep her humble. When she’s not living the highs and lows of writing young adult novels, she’s probably blogging about it.
*Want to be internet buddies? Come hang out with me on my blog, Facebook, Twitter… I’m those places all the time. Goodreads friend requests from strangers will likely be ignored. Nothing personal, I just have no idea who you are. Let’s get to know each other somewhere first, ‘key-dokey?

Danielle E. Shipley

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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 and Giveaway: Fire in the Woods by Jennifer M. Eaton

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Fire in the Woods by Jennifer M. Eaton

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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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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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