Thursday, November 23, 2017

Book Blitz with Giveaway: Marrying an Alien Pop Star (Alien Pop Star #3) by Kendra L. Saunders


Book info:
Title:  Marrying an Alien Pop Star
Author:  Kendra L. Saunders
Series:  Alien Pop Star #3
Published by: Crimson Tree Publishing
Publication date: November 20th, 2017
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Romance, Science Fiction
Synopsis:
Daisy and her alien fiancé Griffin are planning a big wedding, but not just any big wedding – the biggest wedding the universe has ever seen. Daisy has been settling into life on Griffin’s home world of Kalesstria, running her own intergalactic music shop and planning for the big day. But things hit a road bump when there’s a problem with Griffin’s father – and it’s a little more complicated than the usual disapproving dad drama. Looks like “save the date” is going to have to take a backseat to saving the universe…
Marrying an Alien Pop Star is the perfect laugh-out-loud romantic finale to the beloved Alien Pop Star series.



EXCERPT:
Somehow, every time I return to Earth, the awful smells that make up New York City seem even more welcome to my nose. A woman can only be without the olfactory cocktail of garbage, cheap coffee, morning cigarettes, and desperate hangovers for so long.

Finally, finally, here Griffin, Dev and I are, setting foot in the East Village with nothing but our clothes, one bag, and a bunch of semi-counterfeited money. Okay, not semi-counterfeited. Completely counterfeited. Griffin and Dev can create stacks of fake Earth currencies with almost no effort, which is disconcerting if I think about it for too long. I try not think about it at all, actually.

Griffin tips himself over a filthy looking garbage can and throws up for all he’s worth. I wander away a little and stare at taxis rolling by, willing my own stomach to calm down.

I’ve ‘traveled’ through space several times with Griffin, but it really doesn’t make it any easier, evidenced by my stomach’s gleeful attempt to empty everything inside it as soon as we land at our destination. Usually, I can bully my stomach into calming down before anything actually manages to come up, but the same can’t be said for Griffin. Somehow, he’s a million times worse at traveling through space than I am, despite his people’s advanced capabilities.

And see, I love him, and aspire to comfort him when he’s feeling sad or sick, but I know better than to get too close at a time like this. Besides, that’s exactly what Griffin’s best friend Dev is for.

Aforementioned best friend makes a beeline for Griffin, sidling up to him and patting him on the back. “It’s alright,” he says, in the special soothing voice he uses for Griffin in times of stomach disaster. “Just breathe through your nose, Griff. Pretend you’re on a horizon. Everything is still. Nothing moves. You’re weightless and blissful.”

Griffin raises his head and grumbles something about not feeling very blissful, and then lurches forward to vomit again.

Where Griffin is dark haired and pale and pointy, Dev’s handsomely golden in every respect. His skin always looks freshly sun-kissed, and his big gray eyes seem rested even when he hasn’t slept. He’s a calming force on everyone he comes into contact with, even his manic best friend. “Find your calm, Griff. You’re alright. You’re weightless and–”

“I’m not alright!” Griffin replies, flailing his hands around while still leaned fully over the bin.

Dev pats Griffin on the back. “I’m proud of you, Griff. You programmed our trip this time, and you didn’t kill any of us.”

His praise is justified, because this is actually kind of a big deal. Griffin is infamously terrible at travel, and has sent himself to a few dangerous places by accident over the years. Of course, reminding him of this fact never goes over well, and today is no exception. He raises his head again to pin Dev with a nasty look.

“I happen to be…” he starts to say, and then takes a long pause, “somewhat better at traveling than I used to be, thank you very much.” With that, he pukes again, and Dev bites his lower lip to keep from smiling.


Author Bio:
Kendra L. Saunders is a time-and-space traveling fashionista author who writes books about magical, dark-haired men, interviews famous people, and suggests way too many bands to you via whatever social media platform she can get her hands on. She writes with good humor because humor is the best weapon for a girl who can't learn karate (or ballroom dancing). She's the author of the Alien Pop Star series, The Unlove Spell, magic realism novel Inanimate Objects, the dark comedy Death and Mr. Right, and the poetry collection Geminis and Past Lives.

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Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Book Tour with Excerpt and Giveaway: Of Dreams and Dragons by Karpov Kinrade


Book info:
Title:  Of Dreams and Dragons
Author:  Karpov Kinrade
Genre: YA Epic Fantasy

From USA Today bestselling author, Karpov Kinrade, Of Dreams and Dragons begins an incredible tale of magic and wonder and love. For fans of Throne of GlassHarry Potter, and Game of Thrones, experience a story of epic proportions. 



The day darkness descends into my life begins like any other.

Taking care of the kids I call my own. Fighting fires in my small Northern California town. How could I have known evil walked my streets and would soon rip apart my world? 

But death comes for us all, and when a stranger with mysterious abilities shows up demanding payment for a promise I never made, I refuse. When he kidnaps my baby sister, I fight back.

And I discover the power of the dragons within me. 

Now, I must leave everything behind and travel to a world of magic and wonder in order to train with a charismatic dragon lord, in the hopes that one day… 

I can save my sister. 

Or make her killer pay with blood. 

But nothing in this world is what it appears. And my closest friends are keeping secrets from me. 

Secrets that could tear the worlds apart.


"Absolutely amazing!" – Kayla Erickson ★★★★★

"A book I would read again and again" – Alyssa Williams ★★★★★

"run out and grab a copy" - Mindy S ★★★★★

"Karpov Kinrade's words are magic, painting a picture in your mind that stays forever." - Courtney Cole, New York Times bestselling author








I brace myself for the cold shock of water, but instead emerge into a
sea of stars. A night sky never ending. I float through the darkness, as if
there is nothing but space around me. No air. No water. Only cold. Only
night. And the stars and planets and moons shimmering in the
unspeakable distance.

There is the sound of water breaking. I look up and see Kaden appear
from nothingness. His scarf and coat and hair drift up slowly, as if he were
sinking, and he moves through the space as if swimming, until his arm is
touching mine.

I want to speak, but I dare not let the air out from my lungs. I do not
know if I can breathe in this strange place. Kaden gestures for me to
follow him, then swims forward, toward a ring of golden light. A nebula, I
think I’ve heard it called. I follow Kaden, paddling through the sky, and
find that moving here is much like moving through water, but easier and
faster, as if there is no friction of any kind. It's like my dreams, where I
would fly as if swimming. I wonder if I am really in space, but I cannot be.

I would freeze to death.

The nebula grows larger before us, until it covers all my vision with
gold. Up close now, I realize it’s not a multitude of stars as much as a wall
of light. Or perhaps it changed as I grew closer. Kaden swims past me,
disappearing behind the golden hue. For a moment, I hesitate to follow,
but there is no turning back now. I reach out with my hand, touching the
light. It feels soft and smooth and warm. With one final push, I plunge
forward, letting the sea of stars engulf me in its warm embrace.

My head breaks through the surface, and I emerge as if from a deep
dive, gasping for air. I stand in a shallow pool of crystal clear water, my
feet touching sand that was not there before. The air is thinner here. The
wind weaker. And the heat stronger.

It is bright. Night has turned to day, the sky a clear blue. Lush green
bushes that look like the tops of palm trees circle the pond we just stepped
out of, and thick vines fall from taller trees. Dense emerald grass covers
the ground, and small purple flowers that sprout in clusters dot the
landscape. Far above, I hear a shrill bird call, then a chorus of responses
from the nearby trees, a beautiful song reverberating through the air.
Past the trees and the grass, past this little oasis we have landed in, is
an endless horizon of silver sand shining too brightly in the sun. An
endless stretch of desert with no signs of life, at least above the surface.

“Something is wrong,” says Kaden, walking out of the water, his
clothes dripping onto the grass. “We were supposed to arrive closer to the
Cliff. This place…” His words trail off, and he stands silent, looking at the
sky.

I walk onto dry land, my wet clothes rubbing against my skin. At least
it’s warm. I’d be freezing in the wind. “What happened? Your fountain
portal broke or something?”

“They’re not portals,” he says, “not really. It’s more about the stars.
When the stars align over certain bodies of water, that water can be used
to travel between worlds. All one needs is a travel talisman and the
knowledge of which stars align where and when. It changes from month
to month, year to year. It’s not a simple science, but I was certain we
should have arrived miles north of here.” He pauses, frowning. “I heard
whispers… talk of the stars fading, the light dying…”

I raise an eyebrow. “Care to explain what you’re mumbling about?”

He turns to me. “Some say this world is ending. That soon our magic
will fade away and the light will vanish. That darkness will come. Of
course, there are always those who speak of the apocalypse and there
always will be. I gave no credence to it, but the stars…” He shakes his
head. “I must have made a mistake is all. Simple as that.”

He glances around. “Now where was… ah. Here.” He runs up to a
tree with emerald vines and large, multi-faceted crystals that grow in place
of fruit. He brushes away a pile of sand and stone, revealing a symbol
underneath: two black swords crossed over each other in an X. “One of
our hidden caches,” he explains, grabbing a handle obscured in the ground
and pulling. The symbol opens like a hatch, revealing a small space stuffed
full of objects: clothing, a pair of daggers, something that might be food.

Kaden passes me a blue cloak and robes and a towel. “Dry off, then
put these on. They will keep you warm in the night. And they’ll help you
fit in with the locals.”

He grabs a pair of black robes for himself, then pulls off his shirt. He
starts unbuckling his pants and—

“What are you doing?” I ask.

He pauses. “Apologies. I forget myself. Modesty is much less
important on Nirandel than in your world. I’ll find a more private
location.” He walks away, disappearing behind a tree.

I take the moment to undress and dry off, then put on the new robes.
They are thin and light and seem made of silk, and it isn’t long until I start
to feel cooler in the heat. I throw a hood over my head to shade my face,
and adjust the blue cloak on my back, then check my reflection in the lake.
I look as if I've stepped out of a fairytale, one about knights and princesses
and wizards.

Kaden emerges from the trees, dressed all in black once again, except
for his red scarf. He grabs a bag from the cache and packs our old
clothing. “This look suits you,” he says.

“Is this how everyone dresses here?”

“More or less. This world is much like your medieval age in some
ways, and yet quite different in others.” He pulls a scroll of leather from
the cache and unrolls it on the sand, revealing pictures of mountains and
trees and cities and borders. A map. Kaden points to the bottom left of the
scroll. “We are here, in the Silver Desert. We need to get here.” He points
to a picture of a fortress to the north.

I read the script next to the drawing. “Dragoncliff.”

Kaden nods. “The place where you will train. We call it the Cliff for
short.” He points to a line on the map near our location. “We will follow
this river until we reach a village. Then we can hire a carriage. I’d say we
should be at Dragoncliff in three weeks.”

That’s much longer than I expected, and I feel anger burning inside
me for the delay. Every moment I’m not training is a moment I waste. The
faster I master my abilities, the faster I can stop Pike. But this rage is
foolish. I was stupid to think this journey would be a quick one. I will
need to train, but I will also need to eat and sleep and rest. I will need to
learn about this new world: the laws, the manners, the customs, just so I
can survive long enough to defeat my enemy. This journey may take
months, I realize, even years. I will need to steel myself for what is to
come.

A small creature flutters down from the trees and hovers before me,
pulling me from my stupor. I almost think it a bird, but it’s unlike any bird
I have ever seen. Its skin is smooth, featherless, and glows a pale blue.
Though it has wings, they are more like fins, and the creature appears to
swim through air rather than fly. I raise a hand, and it twirls around my
finger, gently touching it with its wispy long tale. The creature hums, a
sort of ethereal purr, and rubs against my palm. It has no beak, more a
toothless mouth, and it seems to smile.

“Starcatchers,” says Kaden, as he grabs two water skins from the
cache and fills them in the oasis. “This one seems to like you.”

I pet the little Starcatcher in my hand, half wondering if this is all a
dream. “Where did the name come from?” I ask.

“They are born as little Pods.” He holds his index finger above his
thumb. “Little bitty things, that can’t fly or glow. But when they’re old
enough, the old tales say Pods go on a quest, a voyage amongst the stars.
And when they find a star of their own, they eat it up, and let it engulf
their bodies in warmth. The star becomes a part of them, and so they glow
from within and forever get the power of flight. And thus a Pod becomes a
Starcatcher.”

The little bird squeals in delight, then zips up, disappearing amongst
the trees. I chuckle, and realize my sadness has been swept away by the
little creature, at least for a while. There is so much to see here, so much to
learn. Perhaps I can lose myself in this new knowledge, and make
learning, and not despair, my guide.

“Tell me more about your world,” I say, gesturing to the map. “Show
me your capitols and borders. Your cities and towns.”

Kaden begins. “As I said, we are in the Silver Desert. Just north of us
is the city of Al’Kalash, and deep within, lies the Palace of Storms. It is
where the Emperor, Titus, rules.”

“How much land does he control?” I ask.

Kaden gestures at the map. “He is Titus, the Unbroken, the Slayer of
Dragons, the Emperor of Nirandel.”

“Of Nirandel… so you mean… all of it? The whole world?”

Kaden nods. “Yes. The whole world. Though of course, there are
places where his laws are… difficult… to enforce. The Ashlands, for one.
The Frozen Mountains, for another.” He points to the locations. The
Ashlands at the center of the map. The Frozen Mountains to the north.
Then he points to the east. “Here are the Sunstar Isles, where people ride
giant beasts amongst the waves and study the ancient arts of Kargara, a
form of martial arts.” He points to the west. “And here is La’Moko, a giant
island with a proud and wise people, who believe in peace above all.”

Kaden leans back, sighing. “Once, long ago, these lands were ruled by the
High Dragons.”

“The ones in the story? Half man? Half dragon?”

Kaden stares into the distance, at the silver sand, his eyes dark. “They
were real. Magnificent beings with a connection to Spirits unlike any
other. They could do things with Beckoning, Transmuting and Imbuing
that I can only dream of. Their Spirits were like giants, titans, forces of
nature capable of shaping the very earth.” There is awe in his eyes now,
wonder in his words. “I dreamed of being one of them, wished for it with
all my being. But…” the thrill leaves him. “But it was not meant to be.
And the High Dragons were not meant to live on.”

There is a sorrow in him now, and I touch his hand with mine, seeking
to ease the pain. “What happened to them?”

“First, they turned on each other,” he says. “They divided the lands
amongst themselves, but like Alandel’s children, they were not content
with a small piece of the world. They had to have it all, and so civil war
after civil war ravaged the land. There were times of peace, of course, but
they were always short lived. And then the High Dragons made a terrible
mistake. They burned the wife of Titus Al’Beckus.” He pauses. “Titus was
a man of the middle class, a group of people who had grown in wealth and
power yet still had to heed every High Dragon’s order no matter how
mad. They were tired of wars they cared nothing for, tired of rules that
did nothing but rob them, and so, under Titus Al’Beckus, they rose up.
Like a tidal wave, the rebellion swept through the land, killing every High
Dragon in its path, until none remained.”

He takes a swig from his water skin, and says no more.

“But if the High Dragons were so powerful,” I ask, “how were they
defeated in battle?”

“The Emperor’s Shadows,” Kaden says, his brow furrowed. “Little is
known of them, other than they were Titus’s most loyal servants, and
underwent rituals best forgotten. They are… more beast than man.
Unnatural things. I pray you will never come across one.”

He turns back to the map, his mood shifting, turning lighter, as if to
brush away the darkness of the past. He points to a large circle at the
center of the map. “And here is the Wall of Light.”

I trace my hand over the lines on the map. “The Wall of Light? Like
the one in the story?”

He nods. “It is the one in the story. The one Nir created to keep the
dragons at bay. It is an Ashlord's sacred duty to defend the Wall, for if it
were to fall, the Nine Worlds would be covered in death and ash.”

I point at the picture of Dragoncliff. “But if this drawing represents a
fortress, then the Wall of Light is huge. Longer than all your rivers, and
larger than any city. This map can’t be to scale… can it?”

Kaden sighs. “The Wall of Light is vast. It can be seen from nearly all
of Nirandel. Especially in the night, when the skies are dark.”

“So it's enormous.”

“Thousands of dragons live within. Maybe hundreds of thousands.
The Ashlands past the wall stretch on for hundreds of miles. We do not
even possess an accurate map of them. Every couple hundred years, an
Ashlord with great ambitions will set out to make one, but none have ever
returned from the center alive.”

Kaden glances at the sun. “It’s past midday now. We should travel
while we can. Before it gets dark. Then we’ll make camp.” He rolls up the
map, stuffs it in a bag, and throws the pack over his shoulder. “Once I get
a better look at our surrounding area, I should be able to pinpoint our
exact location,” Kaden says. “Then it should be easy to find the river.”

“You seem to know these lands quite well,” I say.

He smiles. “There is a library at Dragoncliff full of books and scrolls.
As a child, I would pour over all the maps, dreaming of adventure. I
wanted to uncover new lands and discover new creatures, but as my
teacher once said, such things are not for those of Ash.” He looks down.
“It saddens me, sometimes.”

This world may be old to him, but it will all be new to me, and for the
first time since jumping into the fountain I’m filled with something akin to
excitement. Then a thought occurs to me. “You were at Dragoncliff as a
child?”

Kaden doesn’t look at me. “We do not choose when we become
Broken Ones, nor when we become a Twin Spirit, and my training began
when I was very young.” He walks away before I can say more.

I follow him through the brush and emerge onto a desert of silver
sand, a vastness of rolling dunes as far as the eye can see. Kaden stares at
something in the distance, his smile fading. I follow his gaze to a ruin
amongst the sands. Structures and pillars half buried in the earth,
withered by time and wind and weather.

“What’s wrong?” I ask.

“That place…” Kaden clenches his fist. “That place is where my best
friend was murdered.”









Karpov Kinrade is the pen name for the husband and wife entertainment duo Lux and Dmytry Karpov-Kinrade, aka The KK Duo.



Together, they write award-winning, internationally and USAT bestselling books, make music, create art, write screenplays and direct -- all the things.

Look for more from Karpov Kinrade in the Vampire Girl series, The Nightfall Chronicles and The Forbidden Trilogy. If you’re looking for their suspense and romance titles, you’ll find those under Alex Lux.

Check out their music by clicking on the Music tab.

They live in wine country California with their three offspring who have crazy creative genius oozing out of them in the form of music, art, performance, and all the things, and too many cats who all think they rule the world (spoiler alert: they do).




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Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Book Blast With Giveaway: Lottie Loves by Samie Sands




Title: LOTTIE LOVES
Author: Samie Sands
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Pages: 210
Genre: Contemporary Romance



“Will you marry me?”
                                                  
Four words I’ve waited my whole life to hear. Four words which I was sure would change my life forever, and it did. Just not in the way I thought it would.

Finding out that my extremely gorgeous rock star boyfriend was about to propose, had the complete opposite effect I thought it would. Rather than catapult me into a future I’ve always wanted, it plunged me all the way back to a past I tried to forget.

Now I can’t get him out of my head. I can’t help but wonder what could have been, how our lives would have ended up if he didn’t leave me behind a shattered mess.

All these memories of the past are dangerous. It’s bringing my past back to ruin my future. And worst of all, it’s taking me right back to him, my childhood sweetheart, my first love…my biggest regret.

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"Will you marry me?"
It was the words that I'd wanted to hear my entire life. Didn't every girl fantasise over the perfect man going to buy the perfect ring and getting down on one knee in the most romantic way possible, before telling them that they loved them so much, they wanted to spend the rest of their life with them?
I knew that I certainly had.
Me and my best friend Cici used to talk about it all the time. We used to plan our dresses, the music, the flowers—every part of the ceremony down to the very last detail. Of course, the man didn't really matter. We were young enough and naive enough to believe that we would magically meet the perfect man without even trying.
And I really thought that I had. I really, truly believed that my dream had come true.
Me and Danny had begun our love story in a very typical fashion—our eyes had met across a bar, where we'd had long, lingering eye contact, sparking all kinds of emotions within me. The only difference between my story, and that of every other rom-com ever, was that Danny was a genuine up-and-coming rock star, playing on a fairly big stage, and I was a fan who already felt a lot of love for this man. I'd been admiring him from afar ever since I first heard their album a year or so before.
I certainly hadn't expected it to ever go any further than that moment, so when he came and joined me at the bar later on for a drink, despite being mobbed by other members of the audience, I felt like my entire life had been leading me up to that moment. I felt like everything that I'd experienced was all drawing me closer to Danny, the love of my life. Here was a gorgeous man who was destined to be famous, and who could have any girl in the world hanging off of his arm, talking to me, asking me questions, and actually showing me interest.
It seemed like a dream—one that I was terrified to wake up from.
As he flicked his messy auburn hair from his warm, chocolaty eyes and he gave me that smile that had already melted the hearts of the nation, I thought for a dreaded, wonderful second that he was going to kiss me in front of all of those people. But after a few beats of pure terror, he didn't. Instead he handed me his phone number, and he asked if I would like to go on a date with him.
Me—boring old Charlotte (Lottie) Jones—on a date with Danny Boreom, bassist of the (now very) famous band Jax. It didn't seem real.
Yet, it was real, and it did happen.
It was the start of my real life.
After a night out on the town where he well and truly wined and dined me, he walked me home to my tiny flat which must have looked ridiculous compared to the mansion that I now know he lived in with the rest of the band at the time, and he finally kissed me. As his lips met mine, I felt myself flying on top of the world—he was an amazing kisser, and there seemed to be an endless chemistry between us. One that I never wanted to end.
Breathless and turned on by the power of his mouth, I invited him inside. Although he coolly and calmly turned me down, it was still the best night of my entire life, made even better by a phone call the next day to say that he only didn't come inside with me because he wanted to be something real. He didn't want our love to end at a one-night stand, he actually wanted us to develop and for him to become my boyfriend.
Fast forward three and a half years and we were blissfully living together, grazing by every day happily and easily. Although he was away for a lot of the year touring, it didn't seem to bother us. We were so strong and so solid with what we had, that nothing would get in our way.
It was perfect, still a dream come true and that intense chemistry hadn't burned down one bit.
Which made it even weirder that my reaction to Cici telling me that Baz—another member of the band—had just told her that he'd been engagement ring shopping with Danny, wasn't one of pure joy.
"What...what do you mean?" I asked, my heart racing frantically in my chest. I could tell that my voice was breathless and kind of terrified, but my mind was spinning too fast for me to be able to do anything about it.
"Aren't you happy?" She giggled, "I thought that you'd be over the moon to finally be Mrs. Boreom."
"No, no, I am," I half lied. The idea had always been at the edge of my thoughts. I knew that Danny was the one for me, and despite all the car crash relationships around us, we'd even managed to survive the fallout of him becoming mega famous. It helped that I had no interest in the spotlight and that I did everything I could to avoid it, but even despite all of that, I felt like it proved that we could go the distance, and be together forever. So why wasn't I excited for us to take the next step? "It's just a bit of a shock, that's all."
But that was normal, right? Everyone freaked out at first when they learned that they were going to become someone's wife...didn't they?
Of course, I already knew that wasn't true. I'd already been proposed to once in my life before, and that time, I didn't hesitate one bit. Panic didn't even come into the equation, I was happy, over the moon at the thought of becoming his wife. This was nothing like that had been. I felt completely different.
For the first time in a very long time, I allowed myself to think about Joe again, and almost the second that I allowed that vault to open in my mind, I felt myself fall into a tailspin. As his face filled my brain once more, it was almost as if the last five years hadn't happened at all, and that I was still his proud girlfriend, waiting to be his wife.
As the wound reopened, I could barely hear what Cici was saying to me. I felt like I was gaping, exposed, and extremely vulnerable all over again, and I did what I'd always done when I was younger, when things got too difficult for me. I started to talk to Joe in my mind.
Where are you now?
What became of you?
What happened to your life?
It was so strange to have gone from the closest people in the world, to absolutely nothing, and I struggled to imagine that he'd changed one bit. Of course I had, my life was completely different, but I couldn't think of Joe without viewing him as the other half of me. The boy that I'd adored, and the one that I never thought would leave my side.
"I...I've got to go," I finally announced to my friend. "I'll speak to you later, okay?" And then I hung up the phone, without even waiting for her to answer. I knew that I was being rude, acting more than a little strange, but I needed some time. I needed to be alone with my thoughts to try and process all of this.
So quite how I found myself sitting at my computer with my fingers running along the keys, I wasn't quite sure.
Don't press anything, I willed myself. As soon as you do, everything will change.
Since we had gone our separate ways, I hadn't contacted Joe once, and with the uprising of social media I hadn't looked him up either. I just couldn't face it. He was like an imaginary fantasy in my mind now, and I wasn't sure that I wanted to ruin that with reality. What if he was married now? Or into drugs or something? His life could have gone in any direction, and I wasn't sure that I really wanted to find out which one.
Plus, my life really was amazing now. Why would I want to even consider risking that? I had a gorgeous, passionate man who actually wanted to be with me forever, even though he was about ten leagues above me, I had a teaching job that I loved, and friends that would do anything for me. That was a hell of a lot more than most people had!
In the end I forced myself to stand up and to move away from the computer screen before it lured me in. I couldn't do it; I just wasn't willing to take that step into the unknown. It terrified me far too much. But as I wandered aimlessly from room to room, I realised that I couldn't just do nothing either. I needed to calm this beast within me, which meant delving into my past whether I liked it or not.
I stood at the bottom of the attic ladder, wondering what awaited me up there. When me and Danny decided to buy a place together—well, he put the most money in of course, but we still classed it as 'ours'—I shoved everything related to my old life away, not wanting to even consider it. But it was always a comfort, knowing that it was there, knowing that I could access it at any moment if I really wanted to.
And I could feel myself finally taking that step.
I creaked up the ladder, feeling my heart thump and my palms sweat with nerves. This was a mistake, I knew it was, but at the same time I couldn't stop.
There would be no way for me to get married without taking this step anyway. Right now, things were comfortable, but if I was ever going to have a future with Danny, I needed to consult my past first. At least, that was my excuse and I was sticking to it.
Danny knew about Joe anyway. Well, he'd been told some of it, the very basics, so I supposed that I was probably going to have to confess all before we finally took the plunge. With that thought in mind, I tore open the first box I stumbled across, and I ended up looking at the few photographs that I had of me and Joe when we were very young, when we very first met...





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Top Ten Books I'm Thankful For

Top Ten Tuesday is sponsored by The Broke and The Bookish.

I am going to choose books that for some reason either made me learn or feel something that I'll never forget and that I am thankful for whatever it was.  Books that really made something happen or change in my life.  I'll post a picture along with one sentence or so with each book to tell you why I'm thankful for that book.

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I am thankful to this series because for a while, it brought me and one of my younger sisters really close.  So close that when she moved to New York City, I had to go visit her when the last movies were coming out, because we had the tradition of seeing them at the midnight premieres for each one.  It also led me to get my first tattoo, the cover of Twilight.

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I am thankful that I read this and then fell in love with JLA, and so then I had to sign up to go to the NOLA Storycon in 2016 so I could meet her, which meant I also decided to try to read books by the new authors that would be at that convention, which meant I fell in love with some of my now all time favorite authors like Samantha Young and Jay Crownover.

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This was the first book I read by Maggie Stiefvater, which made me fall in love with her books. Then, because I loved her books, I went to see her when she came on tour to my town, and I also ended up meeting and finding two more favorite authors:  Brenna Yovanoff and Tessa Gratton, because they happened to be with her on tour.  Because of that, when I got to go and see them all again at BEA one year, my picture of seeing them got picked by a publisher to put in a biography of Maggie, and now I have a published photo!

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This book was one of the first e-galleys I ever read from Netgalley.  I then looked up the author on Twitter and followed her, tweeting to tell her how much I loved her book. When I went to visit my sister in NYC as I mentioned above, she followed my tweets, and I asked if I could possibly meet her somewhere and get an autograph. She was so awesome that she did a crazy thing and met this crazy fan and we ended up going and getting a drink and talking for a long time!  It was one of the neatest experiences of my life!

5.



I read this book in college, while I was working on getting a degree in Earth Science Education.  I really remembered my earlier love of dinosaurs and fossils during this time.  My parents found an article in a newspaper about the museum where this paleontologist worked at the time, and that they let people come work on their dig, well, for a price.  My parents ended up paying for me to go spend a week there, as a college graduation present.  Another of the greatest moments of my life.  

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This series.  I just loved it so much!  I couldn't stop reading!  It is the reason I got my 2nd tattoo.  


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Okay, this might be a little silly of a "thank you", but this book gave me my all-time book boyfriend.  It was Daemon Black, who is till one of my top 10 all time, but Mal is # 1.


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My #2 all time book boyfriend is Nate, and this is another author I'm glad I read because of getting to meet her at NOLA StoryCon, because I thought she was another one of the coolest authors ever.


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I'm going to pick this one because it helped me to feel like I should get back to writing the romance I had started several years ago, as well as giving me the inspiration for the one I started last November that I need to finish!


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I'm going to pick this book because I loved it so much that I decided to read it with my group of students in the class that we had no curriculum for.  It is really one that I enjoyed getting in depth with them, and caused me to decide to go ahead and get certified to teach English, which in turn I think helped me with finally getting to be a school librarian.


So, can you think of any books that you are grateful for?

Monday, November 20, 2017

Blog Tour with Giveaway: Steal the Stars by Nat Cassidy and Mac Rogers


Book info:
TitleSteal the Stars  
Author:  Nat Cassidy and Mac Rogers
Genre:  Science Fiction
Publisher:  Tor Books
Release Date:  November 7th, 2017

Synopsis:
THE NOVEL BASED ON THE DEBUT SCIENCE FICTION PODCAST FROM TOR LABS

Dakota “Dak” Prentiss guards the biggest secret in the world.

They call it “Moss.” It’s your standard grey alien from innumerable abduction stories. Moss still sits at what looks like the controls of the spaceship it crash-landed twenty-five years ago. A secret military base was built around the crash site to study both Moss and the dangerous technology it brought to Earth.

The day Matt Salem joins her security team, Dak’s whole world changes.

It’s love at first sight—which is a problem, since they both signed ironclad contracts before joining the base security team, vowing not to fraternize with other military personnel. If they run away, they’ll be hunted for the secret they know. So Dak and Matt decide to escape to a better life on the wings of an incredibly dangerous plan: They’re going to steal the alien body they've been guarding and sell the secret of its existence.

And they can’t afford a single mistake.


Podcast Episode 14:
Episode Fourteen: As Fierce, As Colossal, As All-Consuming
In an epic final showdown in the Texas desert – as Sierra closes in from all sides – Dak and Matt finally learn the truth about Moss. 
 
Excerpt:

THAT’ S NOT my last real memory of the woman that was Dak, but it’s certainly the most representative. And like I said, by some point the next morning, that life was over.

And like I said, it’s all your fault.

But I’m not mad at you. Not for ending that life, at least. That life wasn’t all that spectacular to begin with.

Besides, heres something people have said about the end: sometimes paradise is waiting on the other side.

It might only last a few moments. It might take a whole lotta hell to get there. But it’s there.

So let’s fucking get to it already.

Copyright © 2017 by Nat Cassidy and Mac Rogers

About the Authors:
Nat Cassidy is an actor, director, musician, and playwright. He has appeared on shows such as The Following (Fox), The Affair (Showtime), Red Oaks (Amazon), High Maintenance (HBO), Law and Order: SVU (NBC), as well as on stage in numerous productions and workshops both Off- and Off-Off-Broadway. Nat’s plays have been nominated for a combined total of 17 New York Innovative Theatre Awards, including 3 times for Outstanding Full-Length Script (which he won in 2009, and in 2011 for Outstanding Solo Performance for his one man show about H.P. Lovecraft). In 2012 Nat was commissioned by The Kennedy Center to write the libretto for a world-premiere opera, and in 2014 his play Any Day Now was chosen to be part of Primary Stages’ ESPADrills (The Duke Theatre, directed by Tony-nominee Moritz von Stuelpnagel). He is also thrilled to be writing the novelization of Steal the Stars, which will be published by Tor Books in November 2017. 
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Mac Rogers is an award-winning audio dramatist and playwright. His audio/podcasts dramas The Message and LifeAfter have been downloaded over eight million times. His stageplays include The Honeycomb Trilogy (winner of the New York Innovative Theatre Award for Outstanding Premiere Production), Frankenstein Upstairs, God of Obsidian, Ligature Marks, Asymmetric, Viral, Universal Robots, Hail Satan (Outstanding Playwriting Winner at FringeNYC 2007), and Fleet Week: The Musical (co-written with Sean Williams and Jordana Williams; winner of Outstanding Musical at FringeNYC 2005). He has earned acclaim from The New York Times, The Guardian, Backstage, The Wall Street Journal, Time Out New York, New York Post, Flavorpill, io9, Fangoria, Tor.com, Show Business Weekly, New York Press, and many others.
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5 Winners will receive an Audio Copy of Steal the Stars by Mac Rogers.
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