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Stitch (Stitch Trilogy, Book 1)
by Samantha Durante
Genre: YA/NA Dystopian/Paranormal Romance
Synopsis: see Amazon or Goodreads
Rating: 4.3 stars (100+ reviews)
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Banksters, politicians, and sinister corporations aren’t afraid of laws or regulators or voters. The only thing they fear is an uprising of the people.
That fear is about to be realized.
The man who now calls himself Thomas Paine lived his entire life by the rules. He went to college, served bravely in combat, raised a family, and paid his taxes. Then his employer went bankrupt, taking his pension and his wife’s medical insurance with it. After her death he’s decided that America needs a Second Bill of Rights, one that he is determined to bring about through an “American Insurgency.”
How many among the desperate and disaffected who see the American Dream turning into the American Nightmare will join him? Can targeted vigilante violence really inspire true political reform and save democracy, or will it just provoke massive government repression, and perhaps even widespread martial law? Is it possible that the insurgency will spawn a successful non-violent third party, or will government seek to squash that as well?
And what about FBI Special Agent Darren Medlin? How far will he go to stop Paine before he draws his own line in the sand? What role will the beautiful young talk show host Crystal Dickerson play? What important decisions will she face, and how will her relationship with Medlin evolve?
Raised in a politically active family, Jess Money majored in Political Science with a minor in Economics. He sold his first magazine article at the age of 16 and has since written everything from ad copy and political mailers to a screenplay for DreamWorks, which earned him membership in the Writers Guild of America. Along the way he had a career in professional motorsports, worked with the U.S. Women’s Olympic Volleyball program, managed two of the entertainment industry’s most acclaimed screenwriting programs, and worked as a bar bouncer when that’s what it took to keep the wolf from the door.
No longer the handsome devil he once was, he decided against posting a picture, even though using an old one might boost sales.
Thanks to Cynthia for inviting me to do this guest post, which is particularly special because, although I’ve had success at many other types of writing, PUBLIC ENEMIES is my first novel, and this is my very first chance to discuss how it came to be.
Although neither paranormal fantasy nor historical romance, PUBLIC ENEMIES shares one thing in common with many books reviewed and discussed here: a young woman caught up in an important struggle. However, Crystal Dickerson, an ambitious but principled young talk show host on a small independent radio station, isn’t struggling with zombies or vampires or paranormal elites. Instead, she’s unexpectedly caught up in an historic struggle for the future of America.
The idea for the book came out of my participation in a citizen’s group fighting overdevelopment in our local community. One night driving home from yet another city council meeting I realized that the developers and their council puppets that run our city didn’t fear anything. Our referendum and initiative petition drives kept forcing public votes, which they kept losing, yet they forged ahead, each time tweaking their plans just enough to force us into another arduous ballot fight or expensive litigation, which they also kept losing. Just as in Washington, nothing seemed to deter them, nothing pried them loose from the grip of special interests. Then I thought, “Well, everybody is afraid of getting shot.”
Of course, in a real world civilized society governed by the rule of law with a functioning judicial system, disgruntled folks can’t just go around knocking off politicians with whom they disagree. But the famous question, “What if?” is the birth mother of fiction. What if a hooker picked up in Hollywood turns out to be someone special, and the guy who did the picking up is really Prince Charming? What if a cute little extraterrestrial accidentally gets stranded in your back yard? Or, what if someone started dishing out vigilante justice to corrupt politicians?”
In a flash the idea for the novel congealed. In Hollywood movie terms it would be DEATH WISH (or DEXTER) meets NETWORK. What if a vigilante set out to administer justice to those so financially powerful and politically connected that they were exempt from the law, beyond the reach of the formal justice system?
The question, “Do the ends justify the means?” always hangs on the perceived merits of whatever the end is. Mere assassinations alone would not be enough to sustain reader interest, or make a plausible case why some portion of a fictional public might embrace this kind of vigilante justice. On the other hand, for years polls have shown that an increasing number of people feel the country is headed in the wrong direction. Naturally, folks differ about exactly what’s wrong and how to fix it, but this still prompted me to examine various reforms that have been suggested to improve our political system.
And thus was born PUBLIC ENEMIES, in which an elusive domestic terrorist using the alias Tom Paine attempts to force enactment of Constitutional amendments he calls “The Second Bill of Rights.” But unlike terrorists who aim for mass casualties, Paine carefully targets only those he considers “the real Public Enemies” — politicians, banksters, lobbyists, and the heads of sinister corporations. By selecting Crystal’s show to communicate his demands, Paine thrusts her into a spotlight she’s not yet fully prepared for, and into conflict with both FBI Agent Darren Medlin, charged with stopping Paine, and entrenched special interests who stand to lose if the proposed amendments are adopted.
Writing the book took a long time, largely because it was hard to explore these complex issues without interrupting the narrative pace or interfering with the emotional connection for the reader. Ultimately the issues shaped the characters, set the stage for crucial decisions each has to make, and provided a terrific vehicle for developing the romantic and professional relationship between Crystal and Agent Medlin. In the end, they become co-co-protagonists. Neither one can succeed or maintain their principles without help from the other.
The professional editor I hired, Hillel Black, called a late draft “fascinating and impressive.” I hope you find the premise intriguing enough to warrant reading, and agree with him when you’re done. I’m particularly interested in what female readers have to say about how Crystal is portrayed, the growth of her character, and how she deals with issues on many different levels. Hopefully I did this well. Of course, I’m also interested in response to the book as a whole.
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Just last weekend I noticed it. I looked at my Facebook page and I thought, Facebook is broken. This isn't the Facebook I signed up for. When I signed up for Facebook I wanted to talk to people. I wanted to share with family and friends. I wanted to know how many kids you have and if they made honor roll.
Today we are checking out a book from author JB Dutton. It will be FREE tomorrow, 3/13/13, so don’t forget to get your copy!
SILENT SYMMETRY BY JB DUTTON
The Embodied glide through the busy streets of New York, uttering barely a sound.
Their eerie beauty comes from their perfect symmetry. Male, female, old, young… their faces are always absolutely symmetrical. Are they flawless humans, the epitome of evolution? Are they a genetically modified super-race? Are they extra-terrestrials? Once prep school student Kari Marriner becomes aware of their existence, she is driven to find the answer and finds herself ensnared in a web that reaches further than she could possibly have imagined.
Kari’s earliest memory is her father’s death in a car crash back in small-town Wisconsin. Now, 12 years later, her mother has been hired by a pseudo-religious organization in Manhattan called the Temple of Truth (a.k.a. the ToT). At Chelsea Prep, Kari develops a crush on classmate Cruz. But when she realizes that Noon, another attractive guy at school, is involved with the ToT, her curiosity gets the better of her.
Kari stumbles upon a secret tunnel leading from her apartment to another in the building, where an ancient book holds images she can scarcely believe, and a cavernous room contains… something inexplicable. As Kari pieces together the incredible evidence, she discovers that the ToT is run by other-worldly beings called The Embodied who influence human behavior and have established a global long-term human breeding program. But why? And what is her role in all this?
Just as she starts wondering whether the love she feels for Cruz is genuine or if her emotions are being controlled by The Embodied, her mother is kidnapped and Kari has to figure out who is human, who is Embodied, and who she can count on to help rescue her mother.
Silent Symmetry is the exciting first novel in JB Dutton’s EMBODIED trilogy. The second installment, Starley’s Rust, will be published in late 2013.
After graduating from film school in London, England, John emigrated to Montreal in 1987, where he still lives with his two young children and their even younger goldfish. He spent over a decade as a music TV director before moving into the advertising industry as an award-winning copywriter and translator. In parallel to his corporate work, John has written novels, short stories, blogs, screenplays and a stage play. John speaks four languages and has been married three times in three different countries in three different decades. He therefore likes the odd pint of Guinness. And he’s pretty keen on the even pints too…
AN EXCITING EXCERPT FROM SILENT SYMMETRY:
I wriggled inside on my hands and knees, then pushed the flap open again. I crawled through it, testing the strength of the surface beneath me as I went. The tunnel creaked a bit – I guess it was made of wood – but it seemed pretty firm. I advanced, the tunnel’s blackness stretching out in front of me. The flap swung shut and the dank air enveloped me.
I stopped and listened, probing the tunnel with the flashlight. It seemed to go on forever. “Flash?” I whispered loudly. But all I could hear were the echoey voices. I carried on crawling forward. They seemed to be getting louder. The young woman’s higher-pitched voice was easier to make out than the man’s gravelly rumble.
I thought I heard her say, “…control of it…here, I can get…here…make it…” Just snatches of sentences. The man said something in reply. When I was crawling, the noise my jeans made on the wood made it impossible to distinguish individual words in what the woman was saying. I shone the flashlight ahead of me. Was that a turn in the tunnel? As I got nearer, I could tell that there was a junction to the left in the tunnel up ahead.
I reached the bend and looked around it, the flashlight beam sweeping the tunnel walls. There was another long stretch that ended in…? A bend or a drop? “Flash?” I whispered again and listened. Now both voices were more distinct. They were definitely coming from further along the tunnel.
“…can’t stop them,” said the man.
“That’s just it,” answered the woman. Then silence.
I crawled onward, accompanied only by the swoosh and scrape of my jeans and shoes. Half a minute later I reached the end of this stretch of tunnel. Now there was a turn to the right, and a section that went upward. I raised my head to look up this chute. For a second my brain made a connection. That was it – garbage chutes! These big old buildings were usually equipped with them. Maybe that was what this was. But why did the tunnels go sideways? No, it made no sense.
I knelt at the junction, searching for an explanation. Then, before I knew what was happening, I screamed. Something had dropped from the chute and landed in front of me. Something alive. I scrambled backward, heart in mouth, the flashlight making crazy-ass shadows on the tunnel walls.
In seconds I was back at the first turn, but as I tried to crawl around it, one of the belt loops on my jeans snagged on a nail. I tried to pull it off, frantic. I glanced back down the tunnel and saw a movement. It was coming toward me. It was… Flash.
My limbs sagged, I stopped struggling, and the loop unhooked from the nail. The cat meowed and trotted up to me. Laughing in relief, I petted him. “You… you… I love you!” I said, happy to have found him. And happy that he wasn’t a giant rat. Or something worse that the depths of my imagination had conjured up in my state of panic. He purred and snuggled against my nose.
It was the young woman’s voice. Distant, but distinct. I strained my ears to hear more but I was already far from the source of the sound, and Flash’s purring obscured the rest of the words. But I know I heard it. I know I heard my name.
Excerpt from Silent Symmetry
Copyright © 2013 John B. Dutton
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R.M. Gilmore’s Killer D-Day Giveaway!
Odyssey of the Occult book #2
By: R.M. Gilmore
The bitch is back in this second installment of the Dylan Hart Odyssey of the Occult series. The irreverent Dylan Hart, once again, graces us with her presence, this time from down in New Orleans. She has drug along her band of misfit vampires, but this time blood drinkers are the least of her worries. Dylan finds herself entangled in the underground world of blood and lust when she encounters a new, and much more frightening, villain. Voodoo. Who do?
4.9 of 5 Stars
What People are saying about it
“There is ass dimple smut , sexy mysterious men , I’m sure there was a strange vampire or 3 in there, a bit of creepy weird voodoo, a bit of unfortunate lap vomiting and general Dylan Hart funnies. Gilmore has outdone herself again” – Belladonna’s Book Corner
“RM Gilmore has surpassed herself in the second installment of her Dylan Hart Series. Endless Night is somehow even edgier, more entertaining and most definitely side-splitting, tea-spitting funnier than book one, The Scene.” – Bex ‘n’ Books
“I finished this fabulous book in a night. I just could not put it down. Gilmore does it again with bringing such life to Dylan Hart. I found myself giggling out loud several times. I love the supporting characters, also. It’s just a solid, fun read. Looking forward to more Dylan and gang adventures.” – M. McDow
Living in the dead center of California, R.M. Gilmore writes mystery
thrillers with a supernatural twist.
Drawing from people and places in her life, she brings us the irreverent character Dylan Hart, the Dylan Hart Odyssey of the Occult series, and sweet Lynnie Russell, the Lynnie Russell Trilogy.
Gilmore has contributed to numerous anthologies, as well as, short story
and stand-alone works-in-progress.
Gilmore also creates original artworks in various mediums including paint and clay. Her home is filled with eclectic music memorabilia, horror flicks, and droves of complete Lego sets. R.M. shares a home with her husband, kids, and more than thirty animals including a Labrador, frilled dragon, and gargoyle geckos.
When she’s not insane with writing, household junk, and animal care, she loves to watch movies, digs detective shows, and imbibes more than one person should.
R.M. Gilmore lives to laugh and will likely die laughing.
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I wanted to take a minute out of my Immortal Companion Blog Tour 2013 and introduce you to a few of my WIP (works in progress). I hope you enjoy the previews!
Thirty Days in May
The thunder rattled the windows like an alarm clock unexpectedly breaking the silence of the night. Beth’s eyes sprang open allowing her to witness the repetitive flashes of light as the lightning lit up her bedroom. She momentarily laid still and allowed the vibrations of the storm to bring back her long lost memories. Not a single storm could pass – morning, noon, or night – without Beth paying it notice. The storms were like some sort of a hypnotic routine that somehow kept her functioning for the last seven years.
Slowly she sat up, making sure that her eyes would focus, and placed her feet into the slippers that were partially hidden under her bed. She grabbed her silk robe and swung it over her lightweight pajamas, each arm pushing through the sleeves as she headed toward the stairs. Beth took the stairs quickly, letting only the balls of her feet touch each step as she descended.
Once downstairs, she headed for the kitchen and paused briefly at the light switch where she, after a minor debate, decided that she’d rather remain in the dark with the lightning casting shadows upon the floor. The coffee maker beeped to life as she placed a ceramic cup under the spout and waited impatiently for it to fill.
The thunder crashed, proving that the storm was moving closer.
Once ready, Beth grabbed the coffee and opened the door that led to the back of her covered porch. She stepped outside and immediately felt the rush of the wind passing through. She closed her eyes and listened to the anger of the storm. It always seemed as if the storms that passed new exactly the emotion that she needed to release at that point and time. Anger, sorrow, joy, love, hate, satisfaction, or misery – they all came to her upon the storm.
She cupped her hands around her coffee, warming them, as she leaned against the porch’s support and slowly sipped at her drink. A smile came to her lips as she allowed her mind to slip back to the past.
Most people would like to move on from their past; consider it a lesson learned in time and be glad that it had come and gone, but not Beth. No, she relished in the past and she would dare any person to say that there would ever be a more powerful moment in her life than what she had already had the pleasure of experiencing.
Beth had been in love… and she was still in love, no matter how much she wanted to deny it.
Laloo, the Dream Weaver
“Laloo! Laloo! Are we going to play today?” Ava yelled into her closet.
Within a minute Ava was eye to eye with a fuzzy creature. He stood four feet tall, yellow fur, big silly eyes, and a smile that reminded her of a teddy bear.
“Of course!” Laloo answered. “Where should we be off to today?” he asked.
Ava thought for a minute. She had to be careful where she asked to go. There was only one rule that surrounded her relationship with Laloo. She may only go to places that she’d seen in her dreams.
Laloo was a dream weaver. He spent the evenings in her room watching her sleep, guarding over her dreams. Before the light of the morning, he would go back to his home through her closet and place all that he had seen from her dreams in a special book. The only difference between Ava’s dreams and his stories, were that he always had to add the endings to complete the stories. Ava’s dreams always seemed to wake her up before they were finished.
“I’d like to be a princess. Like the dream I had last week!” Ava asked excitedly. “The one with the castle and the moat and the grand ball!”
Laloo smiled, “Oh, I added a great ending to that dream! Are you up for the challenge?”
“Yes, oh yes!” Ava jumped up and down.
Laloo had a wild imagination, which caused Ava to never know where the days’ adventures would take them. For you see, Ava had the ability to travel with Laloo to the worlds that he created from her dreams. The only twist was that the adventures always posed some sort of challenge for her to get back home to her family.
Ava knew that every time she traveled into one of her dreams that she may not be able to return home nor would she be able to return to the same dream twice. But every dream left her with some special gift that she was able to take back with her in remembrance of her journeys. In fact, Ava had an entire shelf of the treasures that she had been given.
Laloo took her hand and guided her to the closet.
“Are you ready to travel?” he asked.
“Sure am!” she replied.
The two stepped in, closed the closet door, and counted to 5.
“1…2…3…4…5…” they whispered together.
They jumped three times, spun twice, and said the magic words – “La-li-loo-la!”
The darkness of the closet was replaced with the beauty of the sun sparkling upon a large castle made of sand. It twinkled like tiny diamonds as the sun’s rays struck the walls. The water surrounding the castle was dark green from the creatures that swam in the moat. Waves splashed as their long green tales broke the surface of the water.
Ava looked down at her hands, flipping them over, back and forth. She was no longer ten, but had aged and grown to the teenage years of sixteen. She ran her hands down the front of her dress, which had turned into a large, yellow flowing ball gown.
Her eyes widened as she remembered the necklace that she had worn in her dreams. It was real! Diamonds and gold cascaded down from around her neck to the top of her dress. Her hair was lifted off of her shoulders and placed into a loose-fitting crown.
She smiled as she looked down at her traveling companion.
“Thank you, Laloo! I always wanted to know what it was like to be a princess.”
“You’re welcome,” he grinned.
She looked down at her delicate, golden-colored shoes and noticed the cobblestone street. It was everything she remembered from her dream. She knew how the next few hours were going to go. It was time to head to the castle to prepare for the evening’s ball. Laloo accompanied the princess on her walk.
As she circled around to the front of the castle through the village’s streets, the creatures in the moat seemed to follow the rhythm of her footsteps. They swam around the circular moat, happily wagging their tales above the water.
The streets were lined with small shops and stores where friendly people bowed and waved to the princess. Many offered her gifts of fine gloves, scarves, foods, and jewelry, but Princess Ava never accepted the fine goods. Instead, she complimented their beauty and handled the store’s clerk a few pieces of silver for their hard work.
The princess was loved by all of the villagers. Many came just to bear witness to her beauty. She had light brown hair with strands of gold, green eyes that were etched in blue, and an endearing smile that warmed the darkest soul.
Within minutes, they had reached the castle’s bridge that crossed over the moat. She let her voice travel softly on the breeze to the guardsmen watching over the drawbridge.
“Sir. Kind Sir, won’t you let us in?” she called.
The drawbridge slowly lowered down to the bridge. As they entered, the princess’s maid joined her near the castle gate.
“Your highness, have you been exploring the kingdom with Laloo again? You know you should be getting ready for the ball!”
Ava laughed, setting the worried maid at ease. “There is plenty of time to prepare me,” she smiled. “Let us go.”
Ava waved as she separated from Laloo. It would be a long time before she was properly dressed and decorated for the evening’s ball. Besides, Laloo had some getting ready to do himself.
The maid rang the bedroom’s chimes for the rest of the princess’s staff to join them in her chambers. Ava turned to watch as lines of people entered her room. There were men and women smiling as they paraded by the princess carrying some of the countries finest jewels, dresses, perfumes, and make-up. Ava nodded, smiled, and selected her attire for the evening thrilled at the ability to select from a sea of colors.
She wore a beautiful purple gown, white gloves, light purple shoes, silver and diamond jewels, and a silver evening crown. Shortly after she was prepared, word was sent from the King, her father, to prepare for the presentation of the royal family.
She ran on her tiptoes from her room to the top of the stairs that would descend into the ballroom. Her father stood at the top of the stairs behind closed doors as he held tightly onto the queen’s arm. Ava’s little brother stepped forward and looped his arm through his sister’s to assist her down the marble stairs.
Laloo emerged from a room nearby and stood behind the Princess. His fur was freshly fluffed and a black tuxedo covered his small body.
“Are you ready for the ending? It’s a doozy!” he laughed.
“Is it time for the dream to end already?” Ava asked.
“Enjoy your dancing, Ava. The dream will switch to my story in about five minutes.”
The trumpets sounded and introduced the royal party as they slowly walked down the stairs to the ballroom floor. The music loudly filled the room and off they went dancing and twirling about, initiating the beginning of the ball.
A handsome young prince caught Ava’s eye as she spun about the floor with her brother. He was dressed in a white tuxedo with long tails, a gold crown, and a purple sash that matched the princess’s dress.
The prince made his way over to the edge of the dance floor and waited patiently for the opportunity to dance with princess. Once the royal family’s dance ended, he met the princess as she exited the floor. He bowed and introduced himself as Prince James of Davidson, a nearby kingdom to Huntington.
Princess Ava curtsied, blushed, and extended her gloved hand. He kissed the top of her hand and led her onto the dance floor. The music played softly as they glided around the room.
Laloo, dancing around by himself, winked at the princess. She knew this meant that her dream had ended. She nervously looked around the room trying to find the treasure that would get her back home. She wanted to find the treasure before the story changed, but without warning, the prince suddenly disappeared in a puff of black smoke. A sorcerer stood in his place wearing a long black robe, dark eyes, and an evil grin. He tilted his head back and cackled loudly, silencing the room. He snatched the crown from the princess’s head and disappeared into the night.
Ava looked at Laloo.
“Is that all you’ve got? An evil sorcerer? I should be home by lunch time!”
Laloo laughed at Ava.
“It’s not that he is a sorcerer or the fact that he can shape-shift, it’s that he’s hidden the crown in a cave protected by a dragon. Oh, and the crown is the treasure for your shelf; the way you get back home.”
Ava looked down as her dress melted away. Bright shiny metal took its place. A helmet suddenly appeared and slammed shut, hiding her face. She had two small eyeholes that barely allowed her to see in front of her. Her arms became heavy as a shield formed in one hand and a sword formed in the other.
“What a fine looking knight you are.”
Ava knew there was danger every time she traveled with Laloo. She had two choices, to follow through with his stories, which in the end would get her home or she could refuse to follow his story and stay in her dream forever, leaving her family behind.
Ava lifted the mask on her helmet and knelt down to look Laloo in the eye.
“Challenge accepted,” she grinned.
Thanks for the opportunity to share!
K. B. Lever
Ready for a Scavenger Hunt? I am! I am hosting, along with other blogs, a chance to win kick ass prizes. This is a release party for Touching Eternity by Airicka Phoenix. You MUST read and follow the rules. If you have questions, please ask. Below is the rules and Airicka’s message to you all
LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!!
Welcome to The Hunt! This event will run for the entire length of October. The rules are simple. Airicka will post 3 blog links on her Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/airicka.phoenix ) every morning. Your job is to go through each one of the blogs and find the blog with the button (sample button provided below). Only one blog will have a button each day and it will be hidden in one of their 2012 posts. Each button has a letter that will, in the end, spell out a message. (You might want to save each letter to win a separate prize if you guess the message before the game is over). When you find the button, copy the link above and go to Airicka’s website (http://airickaphoenix.com/Author/?p=1967) and put the link into the raffle-copter. Easy right?
Don’t want to go searching through posts and blogs? Well, there is an app for that… no I’m kidding, but there is a free pass.
Follow each blog, leave your name and email address on their rule post in the comment box and the person who has the button will email you back with the link. Then, all you have to do is go to Airicka’s website (http://airickaphoenix.com/Author/?p=1967 ) and drop the link into the raffle-copter.
Now for the really important rules.
~ Everyone & anyone can participate.
~ The link MUST be put PRIVATELY into the raffle-copter on this page. Do Not publicly display anywhere else! if I find that people are sharing the buttons/letters/links, they will be disqualified from the games.
~ Do NOT share the link with anyone. Same as above.
~ Do NOT tell anyone which blog you found that day’s button on. I’m repeating myself? I know. This is the biggest deal breakers for me.
~ If you guess what the letters spell before the game is over, please do NOT share the answer. Privately message me (Airicka) and collect your prize!
~ Please DO tell others about The Hunt.
~ Please DO ask questions if you have any.
~ Most importantly, HAVE FUN!
This is only a sample button.
The buttons you will be looking for look similar but will not have SAMPLE on them.
I actually got up early and cleaned my house…Yea me! But now it is off to the grocery store with count them…3 kids! Not my idea of fun lol. They sure are cute when they are quiet though, which is only when they are asleep. Who would have thought that when you start a book review blog that it would be a struggle to find time to read? Well that is what it is. Today I have errands, I HAVE to do some school work, and I have something else in the works that I have to work on that I do not know if I am supposed to talk about so I won’t! (oooh, don’t you hate that lol? Now you wanna know!) I don’t want to jinx it though so I’m going to quit talking about it. =)
After I get some of that stuff done, I hope to put up a review of Reason to Breathe by Rebecca Donavan. I was very suprised at the story. I think you will be too!
Then in the next week or two I hope to put up a review of Ethereal (Celestra Series Book 1) by Addison Moore. I have not read it yet but I have been hearing great things about it!
Also coming in the next week or two is Gehenna by Jason Brant. I am sure that it will be a fun read!
I am also planning on reviewing Full Measure by Elle Casey (as Kat Lee). She also has many more books coming out that I cannot wait to read!
If anyone has any suggestions of books I need to review, leave a comment below!