Tuesday, January 31, 2017

~COVER REVEAL~ The Aqua Truth by L.L. Hunter

Title: The Aqua Truth
Author: L.L. Hunter 
Genre: YA Dystopian/ Sci Fi
Cover Designer: KILA designs
Expected Release Date: Feb. 28th, 20117
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“You are going to be the strongest, most perfect specimen in all existence. You will be the revolution the world needs. It all begins with you.”

Pym Maddox and Rush Rodgers grew up knowing they were different.

But they only realized how different when they exposed General Maddox’s secret experiments.

There is still more underneath the surface.

And Pym and Rush won’t know the truth until they come face to face with themselves.

In the epic final installment of the Aqua Saga,

Who will make it out alive?

And will Pym and Rush ever unveil the truth?

Will Pym become the revolution her father created her to be?

Some truths are best left unknown.

L.L. Hunter is the author of over 20 published works, including The Legend of the Archangel Series and The Garden of Eden. She has studied everything from veterinary nursing, forensic science, and dramatic arts, but has always known her true calling was to be an author. 

She has been writing since her teens - everything from fan fiction, to song lyrics, to plays and musicals. When not working on her next paranormal romance, she can be found at home in Australia, reading somewhere comfortable with one or both of her “fur babies.” Follow her on Facebook, Twitter @llhunterbooks, and her blog - http://llhunter.blogspot.com.au.

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Monday, January 30, 2017

~TRAILER RELEASE!~ Till Death by Jennifer L. Armentrout

💘Till Death by Jennifer L. Armentrout💘

Releasing 2/28/17!

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In New York Times bestselling author Jennifer L. Armentrout’s gripping new novel, a young woman comes home to reclaim her life—even as a murderer plots to end it. . .

It’s been ten years since Sasha Keaton left her West Virginia hometown . . . since she escaped the twisted serial killer known as the Groom. Returning to help run her family inn means being whole again, except for one missing piece. The piece that falls into place when Sasha’s threatened—and FBI agent Cole Landis vows to protect her the way he couldn’t a decade ago.

First one woman disappears; then another, and all the while, disturbing calling cards are left for the sole survivor of the Groom’s reign of terror. Cole’s never forgiven himself for not being there when Sasha was taken, but he intends to make up for it now . . . because under the quirky sexiness Cole first fell for is a steely strength that only makes him love Sasha more.

But someone is watching. Waiting. And Sasha’s first mistake could be her last.


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Friday, January 27, 2017

~Sale Blitz~ Ascenders Saga by C.L. Gaber ~ with Trailer, My Reviews, and more!

Title: Ascenders Saga
Author: C.L. Gaber
Genre: YA Fantasy/Sci-Fi

Walker Callaghan doesn't know what happened to her. One minute she was living her teenage life in suburban Chicago...and the next minute, she was in a strange place and in a brand new school with absolutely no homework, no rules, and no consequences. Walker Callaghan, 17, is dead. She doesn't go to heaven or hell. She lands at The Academy, a middle realm where teenagers have one thing in common: They were the morning announcement at their high schools because they died young.

These high school kids are now caught in a strange “in-between” zone where life hasn’t changed very much. In fact, this special teen limbo looks a lot like life in a quaint Michigan town complete with jocks, popular girls and cliques. "There are even cheerleaders in death," Walker observes. It's not a coincidence that the music teacher is a guy named Kurt who "used to have this band." The drama teacher, Heath, is crush worthy because back in his life, he starred in some superhero movie.

Principal King explains the rules -- there are none. Why? You can't die twice.

There is no homework. No tests. No SATS. You're just there to learn because the human brain isn't fully formed until you're 24.

By the way, you can't get hurt physically, so race your Harley off that hillside. But falling in love is the most dangerous thing you can do ...because no one knows how long you'll stay in this realm or what's next.

"Losing someone you love would be like dying twice," Walker says.

* * * * * * 

Walker Callaghan has just arrived at the Academy after a tragic car accident. “Is this heaven or is this high school?” she asks.

She finds out her new life is a bit of both as she falls in love with tat-covered, bad boy Daniel Reid who is about to break the only sacred rule of this place. He's looking for a portal to return back to the living realm.

He needs just one hour to retrieve his younger brother who strangely never arrived at The Academy. Bobby is an Earth Bound Spirit, stuck at a plane crash site that took both of their lives as their rich father piloted his private jet nose-first into a cornfield on Christmas Eve.

Walker loves Daniel and risks it all to go with him.

Have they learned enough to outsmart dangerous forces while transporting a young child with them? Can their love survive the fragmented evil parts of themselves that are now hunting them down as they try to find a way back to the middle?

At the Academy, you learn the lessons of an after-lifetime.

My Review:
5 out of 5 stars!

My absolute favorite part of this book is that it’s DIFFERENT. Comparing it to something else I’ve read would be difficult, because I haven’t read anything else like it.  I had already started recommending it to friends when I was only halfway through the book.  I didn’t need to know how it would end. I already knew it would be good, and I was right.  My best way I’ve been able to describe it thus far is that it’s sort of an afterlife Divergent, but not as serious all the time.  It even had fun additions of ‘special guest stars’ that were their teachers in high school.  The author didn’t directly tell you who they were most of the time, so as a reader, we got to guess who it was by their description (and the fact that we knew it had to be someone that was dead, because…afterlife and all).

You would expect in a book about an afterlife high school with no rules, and barely any parents, that there would certainly be some teen angst issues. There is.  But it’s surprisingly well balanced.  There’s not too much because, well, they’re dead. So, being in an afterlife high school, they realize there are much more important things to worry about, and they’re all on a more even level, since they can have whatever clothes, etc. they want.  Of course, there are the few that just can’t let go of their ‘before’ attitudes, but there has to be some of that in every life to keep things interesting.  On top of that, they can take whatever classes they want, learn what they want and when they want, and never know when or how they’ll ‘move on’.  It’s certainly a well written change in perspective that quite honestly made me take a closer look at MY life and what’s really important.

The kids that were really bad in their previous life?  There’s a place for them too.  It’s much like a jail, but so much more. And they CAN feel things, and DO have rules.  But what I like, is that the author doesn’t make their futures certain either.  They still have time to change their own paths – if they choose.

For both the good and the bad kids, the author tells their ‘death stories’ from their own perspectives – how they got there.  There is not ONE story that didn’t fully move me.  Ms. Gaber’s writing is so powerful, and makes you FEEL in so many different ways throughout the book, that I can’t say enough how much this book should be read. 

The ending was really great also, because it’s set up perfectly for the next book, and doesn’t kill you with a horrible cliffhanger.  Most things you would want wrapped up from this book were, with just a bit of a teaser of what was to come next.

This may be YA, but I’m nowhere near young, and it’s perfect for my age, and my  mom’s age, and anyone that’s been a child, teen, or adult with children. Did I say this book really needs to be read? One more time…READ THIS BOOK!


In the Midst—a place for those who die young—there are no rules except one.

And Walker Callaghan, dead at seventeen, just broke it. She briefly revisited her earthly life . . . and the punishment is eternal. Longing for her rebel love interest, Daniel Reid, Walker finds an ally in Cass, whose attraction to her is as alive as he is. “Life is short,” he tells her. “I’m banking on eternity. With you.”

In the second book of the Ascenders Saga, a realm-jumping journey takes Walker and Daniel back to life again when they search for something buried in history. They team with students from several other schools in the middle realm including a place for teens born with oddities. It’s home to the Claires . . . beautiful, ruthless, and quite dead seventeen-year-old quads who each have a different clairvoyant gift.

Can Walker survive another adventure of an afterlife-time—or will she find herself on the downside of eternity?

My Review:

5 out of 5 stars!

I absolutely adored the first book in this trilogy – this I was not silent about.  Because of this, I was super scared to read the next one.  What if it wasn’t as new and exciting?  I immediately knew this was not going to be a problem as soon as I started reading!

One thing I really like about this book is that once again, it’s a true novel.  It’s not a book that was broken up into 3 more books to make it a longer series and sell more books.  And with as much as what goes on in this book, this author very easily could’ve done this.  Instead, she created a novel that once again, was nearly impossible to put down.

One of the things I like the most about this book and the previous book, is that Ms. Gaber created an entirely new world – the afterlife world – yet made this incredible balance of keeping it much like the world we live in, with small tweaks that make it more heavenly – literally.  Like everything we like about this world, but the pressures of money removed, or being able to learn without the pressure of grades.  Not only that, but it’s not just simple “heaven” as a whole – it’s a young adult level, with few adults.  The key here is the hints the author gives about the adults, and why it’s them that are there.  If you pay attention to the clues, you may recognize the majority of them, and why the kids are more than happy with these adults guiding them.

As for the young adult characters, not all of them are perfect either.  We learned a little in the first book that there are other kids in other “schools” nearby, but for different reasons, aren’t allowed to interact with the majority of the other kids. There are little parts of proof, but mostly rumor.  In this book, we delve deeper into who these kids are, and why – even details of how – these kids are separated.  And WOW!  I won’t give anything away, but the creativity that comes out in this book with each character, place, and story is incredible!

I would say that in this book, the absolute best part is learning about the new characters, and the very cool way the author shares each of their “death stories”.  Again, it’s hard to give detail without giving away too much, but the character creativity is fantastic! The “freaks” that they only hear rumors about in the first book? Oh my goodness!! There’s SO much more to them! I couldn’t get enough of the individuality of each and every character.  And as noted in the blurb for the book, there’s another character that’s heavily involved in Walker’s life still – and he’s still alive.  Just when you think you know everything about his involvement, bam! Another shocker!  And I think in book 3 there’s a heavy potential we’ll find there’s even more to him – even more to ALL the characters.

This book was so incredible in the way it was written to feel like a major build up to a bomb that’s going off in book 3, and I CAN NOT WAIT!  Not only to see what will happen, but what else there is to know about these characters.  I think we’ve only scratched the surface getting to know them.  Book 3 can’t come fast enough!

CL GABER is the author of ASCENDERS, the first book in the ASCENDERS saga. She's also the co-author of the YA book JEX MALONE and the sequel due in 2016. Muggletnet.com, the world's largest Harry Potter site, did a rare review of a non-Potter book and called Ascenders, "a book we wish we could read over and over again." Book 2 in the Ascenders Saga will be published in spring, 2015. A trailer for the book series contains original music by Roger O'Donnell of the iconic rock band The Cure and was produced by Orian Williams ("Control," "Shadow of a Vampire."). 
As Cindy Pearlman (her maiden name), Cindy is a well known senior entertainment journalist for the New York Times Syndicate, with stories appearing worldwide, and the Chicago Sun Times. A pop culture expert, her work has appeared in Entertainment Weekly, People, TV Guide, Elle and National Geographic, and many other publications. Cindy has co-written over 40 books for actors, musicians, athletes and wellness experts including several New York Times best sellers. She is the author of her own film anthology book "You Gotta See This." A native of Chicago, Cindy lives outside of Las Vegas. 
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Excerpt from Ascenders:

I was there. And then I was gone.

My mother gave me no notice that we were relocating.

Suddenly, we had just moved without all that annoying planning and packing. Somehow my clothes were thrown into boxes with shoes that were missing mates. Someone had packed my books and CDs, and had even reached under my bed into that secret hiding place I counted on to protect my treasures; like the iPod loaded with the best and worst of everything from Nirvana to the Stones, plus my lucky green rabbit’s foot—because you just never knew when you would need a little extra luck.

My mother must have remembered the family photo album because there it was on our brand-new living room coffee table that I passed on the way to my very own bedroom and a bed I had never slept in a day in my life.

It was strange because we could barely afford to pay the rent each month, let alone buy something as nice as a hand-carved oak table imported from someplace far, far away. When I had looked, the tag didn’t say from where. It was just imported.

It was one of those times when you go from A to Z so fast that you hardly remember any of the in-between. Or as I—Walker Callaghan—senior at Kennedy High School in suburban Chicago and news editor of the school paper the Charger liked to say, “Maybe it’s not about the happy ending. Maybe it’s about the story.”

Flopping onto my new, handsome, four-poster bed with lovely little tulips carved into the wood, I thought it was so unlike my mother, the master planner, to do something this off-the-cuff. My mother was a woman who made a battle plan to go to the local 7-Eleven for almost-expiration-date milk. Even weirder was the fact that we had moved farther away than anyone imagined. A lot farther.

“So run this by me one more time, Mom,” I shouted. “I must have been heavily medicated or feeling really sorry for myself. We moved? You pulled the trigger. Bang-bang—relocation?”

I didn’t give her time to answer.

“A new school in my senior year of high school?” I called out to her on a murky, cold winter morning on Burning Tree Court.

Even though I was letting the heat escape and Mom had always said we didn’t live to “support Commonwealth Edison,” our old electric company, I still opened my bedroom window wide and found that the air drifting in was stun-your-senses Arctic cold. It smelled green and fresh outside and those dense marshmallow patches of white fluff in the sky could only mean serious snow because they were roasted dark on the bottom.

I tried to shiver, but couldn’t. I was perfectly warm despite the window and the fact that I was wearing faded jeans and a well- washed blue cotton tank that read: Normal People Scare Me.

In true dramatic fashion, I couldn’t resist needling the one person responsible for our fate, our new house, and everything in it that was unknown and strange. “Mom, new school. Senior year. I’ll have no friends here. Are you trying to kill me?”

Without knowing how or why, I was now enrolled in this elite- sounding new school called the Academy, which sounded quite upscale and serious to a girl whose educational pursuits consisted of a generic public-school education outside of a big melting-pot city, where you were either rich (if you were lucky) or you were normal (if you were like everybody else). Our family worked hard at being desperately normal.

“Great, it will be a bunch of rich, stuck-up snobs who will hate me—and cheerleaders. There are always cheerleaders.  They’re like cockroaches. You can’t get rid of them,” I concluded, yelling from my new room to hers, which was somewhere down a hallway that I had never really navigated before.

“I hear it’s quite fancy,” Mom called from her room. “A Callaghan going to a private school. Imagine.”

I didn’t have to imagine it as I was living it. Of course, I didn’t know it at the time, but when I had asked that question,  Madeleine Callaghan, my mom, the mover and shaker in my life, had cringed and then cried hard into a brand-new washcloth she didn’t recognize—the thick kind we could never afford. The weeper was the one who had given me the odd-for-a-girl first name, which was her maiden name before she married my father, steel worker Sam Callaghan. We weren’t just blue-collar, but faded blue-collar from clothes that had far too many seasons of washings. In our family, the rule was “Don’t throw it out unless it’s dead-dead.”

Running my finger along the smooth wood of my expensive new dresser with the intoxicating just-cut-tree smell, I ducked down on the ground to read the label on the bottom. Imported from R-19877. Really? Did we win the lottery? And what was with the secret spy code?

“Honey, please, I’m begging you,” Mom answered after appearing in my doorway. “For once, let’s not do the Diane Sawyer investigation act. I can’t do twenty rounds of questions. Not today.” Her voice sounded thick like she had a cold, so I closed the window.

“There is no need to insult Diane who probably doesn’t even have a dresser this nice,” I replied.

“Walker, let me make you some breakfast,” Mom said. “Everything is always better after a little oatmeal and orange juice. You’ll see.”


Back home in suburban Chicago, Principal Amanda Stevens was toying with the loudspeaker at Kennedy High School. It was time to make an announcement that drifted across her desk once or twice a year (every year)—and it always pulled her heart right out of her chest. She couldn’t dwell on herself, but had to think of her students. Many of them knew this girl from her work on the school newspaper. What would she say about her? Principal Stevens went through the usual lines in her head: It was a terrible shame. A waste. A tragedy. It was all those sentiments that meant nothing really because they were just words.

This was a heart ripper—dead at seventeen. Good night, Irene.

Ms. S knew that she better just do it. So she clicked the on button on the PA system, took a deep breath, and said what needed to be said. Nothing more. Nothing less.

“I regret to tell the student body that we lost one of our own last night. Walker Callaghan, a well-respected senior and news editor of the Charger, has died.”

She released the on button and grabbed for a bottle of extra- strength aspirin, wishing there was something stronger. Then she clicked the PA back on again. “Of course, counselors are available,” she added.

~ BLOG TOUR ~ Forever Frenzy by Casey L. Bond

Title: Forever Frenzy
Author: Casey L Bond
Genre: YA Horror
Editor: Stacy Sanford
Cover Design by Cover Me Darling
Cover Photography by Pink Ink Designs
Cover Models: Daniel Wells and Becca Bryant
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Everything in Porschia Grant’s world was finally normal; the daily routine peppered with moments of happiness, sadness, and monotony. She longs for those moments now, because her entire world has been wrecked, and she didn’t even see it coming.
An evil escaped the underworld, killing someone she loves. It has to die, and she wants to be the one to end it.

But can Porschia live with herself if she takes on the curse she once hated? Will the consequences of her choice crush her?

How will she feel when someone from her past, someone she loved so deeply, enters her life again?

Tage has been guiding his son from the afterlife. He’s always been a part of Seth’s life, even if Porschia didn’t know the extent of his involvement. He’s watched over both of them from afar. Close, but never close enough.

Now they need him, and he’s about to risk everything to show her how much she still means to him.

For some, love never ends and frenzy is forever.

Award-winning author Casey L. Bond resides in Milton, West Virginia with her husband and their two beautiful daughters. When she’s not busy being a domestic goddess and chasing her baby girls, she loves to write young adult and new adult fiction.

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Keep reading for a sneak snippet of one very angry Porschia Grant ...
Surprise lifted her brows.

“I didn’t expect—”

I was in front of her in an instant, backhanding her to the side. She stumbled, grabbing her bleeding lip and staring at me with contempt.

“You didn’t expect me to do what? Protect my family? That was your first mistake.”

She scoffed.

“The second was underestimating me.”

- Copyright Casey L. Bond

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

~ BLOG TOUR with GIVEAWAY ~ Blackwell by Alexandrea Weis with Lucas Astor

Title: Blackwell
Author: Alexandrea Weis with Lucas Astor
Genre: Paranormal thriller
Publisher: Vesuvian Books
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR
Hell has a new master

In the late 1800s, handsome, wealthy New Englander, Magnus Blackwell, is the envy of all.

When Magnus meets Jacob O’Conner—a Harvard student from the working class—an unlikely friendship is forged. But their close bond is soon challenged by a captivating woman; a woman Magnus wants, but Jacob gets.

Devastated, Magnus seeks solace in a trip to New Orleans. After a chance meeting with Oscar Wilde, he becomes immersed in a world of depravity and brutality, inevitably becoming the inspiration for Dorian Gray. Armed with the forbidden magic of voodoo, he sets his sights on winning back the woman Jacob stole from him.

Amid the trappings of Victorian society, two men, bent on revenge, will lay the foundation for a curse that will forever alter their destinies.

From New Orleans, Alexandrea Weis was raised in the motion picture industry and began writing stories at the age of eight. In college she studied nursing and went on to teach at a local university. After several years in the medical field, she decided to pick up the pen once again and began her first novel, To My Senses. Since that time she has published many novels. Infusing the rich tapestry of her hometown into her award-winning books, she believes that creating vivid characters makes a story memorable.
Alexandrea Weis is also a certified/permitted wildlife rehabber with the La. Wildlife and Fisheries. When she is not writing, she rescues orphaned and injured wildlife. She is married; they live in New Orleans.

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Leaving the firelight, he headed toward the water, eager to learn more about the woman. Beyond the glare of the bonfire, his eyes were better able to take in her figure. Her nightdress was torn in places and had dark splotches on it in others. She stood at the water’s edge, her feet hidden below the surface of the bayou. As he drew closer, Magnus got a better view of her exquisite face. Her pale, snowy skin glowed in the darkness, and her features were perfect except for a scar above her right lip. He ached to help her, to guide her from the water and back to the warmth of the fire.​ 

“Are you all right?”​

She titled her head to the side as she examined him. Then without saying anything, she held out her hand to him.​

Magnus could hear a woman’s voice saying, Magnus, come with me, in his head, but her lips never moved. He was entranced, drawn to her, and just as he was raising his hand to take hers, another hand clamped down on his wrist. ​

“Magnus, no, don’t touch her,” Madam Simone called out. ​

The spell was broken, and the woman in the water faded away. ​

Magnus gawked at the water. “What?”​

“I told you to stay close to the fire,” she admonished.​

He pointed to the water. “You saw her? Who was that?”​

Madam Simone let go of his arm. “You mean what was that, don’t you?”​

“I don’t understand.”​

She waved her long stick out over the water. “That was a spirit called by the ceremony. She often appears when we perform our rituals on the bayou.”​

“You know her?” The shock was evident in his voice.​

“She’s the spirit of one who sacrificed herself for love many years ago. She was the quadroon mistress of a wealthy white man who spurned her and her unborn child.”

Magnus removed his hat and wiped his hand over his brow, feeling shaky. “So you are telling me I just saw a ghost?”

Madam Simone chuckled at his reaction. “The world is not everything you see, Magnus. Ghosts are as real as you or I. They are the impression left behind by a life ended in misery, pain, or confusion. The spirits trapped or bound to earth are the ones who haunt. The ones who have found peace are the ones who leave.”

“Where do they go?”​

She gave him a sad smile. “That all depends on what you believe. Heaven, hell, paradise—take your pick. We have more names for the world that comes after than we do for the one we currently inhabit. I think that speaks volumes about our capacity for hope.”​

Magnus took an unsteady breath as his eyes returned to the water. “What about her? The girl in the water? Will she ever find peace and move on?”​

“No.” Madam Simone shook her head and, gathering up her skirt, took a step away from the shore. “She has chosen to remain here.”​

“Chosen?” he shouted. “Are you telling me she had a choice?”​

“We all choose in life and in death, Magnus.” She glanced back at him. “That is why we have souls—to make that choice.”

​Magnus could still hear the voice of the spirit calling to him in his head. “I think she spoke to me. She knew my name.”

​ “Spirits often bring messages from the dead. Do you know anyone who has recently died?”

​He shook his head. “No, no one.”

​Madam Simone motioned ahead to the bonfire. “Let’s get back to the fire.”

​Returning his hat to his head, Magnus followed her up the bank. “I’m not sure what I witnessed, Madam Simone, but I no longer think I’m a skeptic.”

​She grinned as they walked along. “Good. Then the ceremony served its purpose.”

“What purpose?”

​Madam Simone kept her eyes focused on the firelight. “To prepare your soul for what is to come.”