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Wednesday, February 6, 2019

Hope(less) ~ a YA/NA #Paranormal Romance by Melissa Haag ~ Book #1 in the Judgement of the Six series @MelissaHaag

Hope(less)

(Judgement Of The Six Book 1)

Melissa Haag

a YA / NA Paranormal Romance

Freedom is so close Gabby can taste it. After years of meeting single werewolves and successfully dodging the mating bullet, she's on her way to her last Introduction to say "No, thanks" one final time. As a human, she has no plans to attach herself to a werewolf. But, she didn’t count on meeting Clay.

With a single look, Gabby knows Clay is the one. And, unfortunately, he knows it too. The silent, ruggedly-handsome werewolf is determined to win his mate by any means necessary. Gabby does what any sane girl would do and runs. Not only does Clay follow, but something truly dangerous does as well.

Now, hunted for the secrets she’s spent her whole life protecting, Gabby must turn to the one man she didn't want for the help she needs. Time is running out to discover who or what wants her, and Gabby’s just starting to realize there’s more at stake than the heart and freedom of one human girl.

Complete series order:
Hope(less)
(Mis)fortune
(Un)wise
(Un)bidden
(Dis)content
(Sur)real

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About Melissa Haag

Melissa Haag currently resides in Wisconsin with her husband and three children. She writes young adult paranormal/fantasy romance and is best known for the Judgement of the Six series and the Of Fates and Furies series.

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Friday, February 1, 2019

Reactive ~ A #YA #Dystopian #Romance by Becky Moynihan

Reactive

A Young Adult Dystopian Romance

(The Elite Trials Book 1)

Becky Moynihan

AN INESCAPABLE CITY. THREE DEADLY TRIALS. ONE WAY OUT.

For eleven years, Lune Tatum, adopted daughter
of the Supreme Elite, does as she's told.
She doesn't ask questions.
She trains for the Trials. She follows the rules.

And she wants out.

Her plan has always been to win the Elite Trials
and earn Title of Choice, her only chance at freedom.

But a boy from her past
shows up on her eighteenth birthday.
His presence threatens Lune's carefully laid plans
and exposes memories she's desperate to forget.
One thing is painfully clear: he can't be trusted.
He has secrets. Big ones.
And they could ruin everything.

This is a full novel, 101,000 words. Book 1 of 3 in The Elite Trials trilogy.

$3.99 Kindle or FREE in KU

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About Becky Moynihan

Becky Moynihan is the author of The Elite Trials trilogy as well as the coauthor of the Genesis Crystal Saga with Tyffany Hackett. She lives in central North Carolina with her husband, daughter, and goldendoodle.
She spends her days staring at her picturesque backyard, wishing there weren't so many bugs outside, scarfing down chocolate, and sipping on Mountain Dew. In her spare time, she writes action, sass, and romance, draws horses, and reads all the books.

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Wednesday, January 30, 2019

Hometown Dropout: A #Contemporary #YA #RH #Romance #KU New 2019 release

Hometown Dropout:

A Contemporary WhyChoose YA Reverse Harem Romance

(Dropout Series Book 3)

Lux Carmine

a #1 Bestseller in Teen & Young Adult Sexual Abuse Fiction eBooks

Kindle $3.99 or FREE in KU

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We're so lucky... but so doomed...

Cute little booties and knit caps, dramatic gender reveal parties, overdone baby showers, and foot rubs… I thought that’s what all pregnant women had to look forward to, but not me.

No, not me. What do I have to look forward to? Well I’m just hoping that my crazed aunt and distant father will embrace the news, and that the paparazzi will cut me and my up-and-coming lovers some slack so they can continue to shine in their new careers and soon, fatherhood. Unfortunately, I’m not holding out much hope on any of these fronts. Just like high school, I don’t know how we’re going to keep this relationship under wraps, especially with a baby on the way. This child is going to be so lucky to have so many dads, but will Hollywood or the world see it that way?

Warning: This book ends with a cliffhanger that might cause you to throw your Kindle angrily across the room. If you are prone to wanting to break things when shocked please take this warning into consideration before reading this book. Thank you.

Praise for the Dropout Series
"I don't normally cry during books, but the last third of this book I had to read through all the tears that wouldn't stop."
"Amazing! Absolutely loved it!"
"A page-turner!"

Dropout Series Order

1. Chess Club Dropout

2. Damaged Dropout

3. Hometown Dropout

4. Final Book - Dropout #4 (Still to be announced)

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About Lux Carmine

Lux Carmine is an American author who currently resides in Maryland.

She studied teaching in her home state, Virginia, before going on to spend

several years traveling the states with her Army husband. She is a seriuos

dog-lover, a practicing photographer, and loves nothing more than to curl up with

a feel-good swoon-worthy romance.

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Monday, April 2, 2018

#NewRelease ~ VICTORIAN TOWN by Nancy Thorne @nthonewrites #YA #PNR #Romance #Mystery #TimeTravel @SoulMatePublish

VICTORIAN TOWN

by Nancy Thorne

New #Teen #SciFi Release from @lwreyes and @EvernightTeen #Suspense #YA #Romance

Mira wants to die. She’s attempted suicide twice already and failed. Every time she comes in contact with another person, skin to skin, that person’s psyche uploads into hers. While her psychologist considers this a gift, for Mira it’s a curse from which she cannot escape.

To make matters worse, Mira’s father is being investigated for the deaths of several volunteer test subjects of the miracle drug Gaudium. Shortly after Mira’s mother starts asking questions, she ends up in a coma. Although her father claims it was an accident, thanks to her “condition” Mira knows the truth, but proving it just might get her killed.

Evernight Teen - http://www.evernightteen.com/contact-by-laurisa-white-reyes/ RRP: ~~$5.99~~ Your Price: $4.49 (You save $1.50)

Amazon - http://www.amazon.com/Contact-Laurisa-White-Reyes-ebook/dp/B01BLKHLX6/

14+ due to adult situations

Excerpt:

I’m alive?

Yes. Still alive…

Again.

A tube runs from an IV bag into my arm, the plastic needle burrowing under my skin like a tick. Thank God I was unconscious when they put that in. I cringe at the thought of being deluged with so many psyches at once—paramedics, nurses, doctors, all of them touching me.

Where are my clothes? They must have taken them off when I was out. This flimsy gown can’t protect me. I want to tear off the tape securing the IV tube to my skin, rip it off like a Band-Aid. I want out of here, but then I see Mama sleeping beside me, her body sloped in a plastic chair. I shouldn’t have done this to her again. But I had to try.

A plastic clamp pinches my finger, connecting me to a heart monitor. Three inches further up, my wrist is wrapped in gauze. Two months ago I would never have had the courage to do this—or any reason to. But now, feeling the staples beneath the bandage, I wonder how deep someone has to cut in order to die?

The curtain jerks back, the metal rings dragging across the ceiling rail. Mama snaps to attention. I half expect her to stand and salute.

“Miranda Ortiz?” says a woman in a beige linen suit and crisp white blouse. She is thin, stiff, and colorless. She reeks of gardenias.

“I’m Dr. Walsh from Mental Health,” she continues. The plastic laminated nametag hanging from her neck confirms this.

Dr. Walsh extends her hand, but instead of taking it, I grasp the edge of my sheet and pull it up to my chin. Other than this stupid hospital gown, it’s the only barrier I’ve got right now.

Mama stands up and reaches over the bed to shake the doctor’s hand. “I’m Mira’s mother, Ana,” she says wearily. She starts to sit back down, but Dr. Walsh interrupts.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you in person, Mrs. Ortiz. However, I’d like to speak to your daughter alone, if that’s all right.”

Dr. Walsh is insistent, in a polite sort of way. Mama leans toward me, and for a split second I think she’s going to kiss me goodbye. Though deep down I almost wish she would, instead she offers me her gentle smile and tucks the sheet under my shoulder.

“Please don’t go,” I whisper.

“It’ll only be a few minutes,” she says. “I’ll be just outside, all right?”

Mama brushes a strand of hair from my eyes with her manicured fingernails, careful to avoid contact with my skin. She smiles at me, but her eyes are wistful. As she walks out, my insides tighten up, and I suddenly realize how much I’ve missed her touch. My instinct is to cling to her like when I was small, but instead I press my arms stiffly to my sides like a corpse.

A security guard opens the door and accompanies Mama out into the hall. Dr. Walsh takes Mama’s empty chair, crosses one leg over the other, and lays a clipboard on her knee. “So,” she begins, “you cut yourself last night. Is that right?”

Her voice is casual and smooth, as if she’s just asked me what I ate for dinner. She waits for me to respond. When I don’t, she glances down at her clipboard. “I understand it’s not your first attempt. You were here a couple of weeks ago, I see. Overdose, but no permanent damage done.”

She glances up at me, pausing in case I have something to say.

I don’t.

Laurisa White Reyes is the author of The Celestine Chronicles and The Crystal Keeper series. She has a Masters degree in English and is the Editor-in-Chief of Middle Shelf Magazine. Visit her website at: www.laurisawhitereyes.com

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Sunday, January 17, 2016

New #Teen #PNR Release from @MarcusDamanda and @EvernightTeen #Urban #Fantasy

“This is what the truth is. Second Salvations murdered my parents, and I’m running away.” A single post over unregulated Internet channels. A sleeping society awakens to a chase, broadcast live on television screens all across the New United States of America... Rebecca and Daniel have never met. A fifteen-year-old preacher’s kid and a sixteen-year-old atheist outcast, they appear to have little in common. And yet they have both attracted the attention of a recruiter for Angel Island, where bad kids go to be remade—or destroyed. Agents of the all-powerful New America Unity Church will stop at nothing to get them. They’re building an army, a modern children’s crusade, in which Rebecca and Daniel may be just the kind of future leaders they need. If not, they might be just the kind of sacrifice necessary to keep the rest of the faithless in line.

Rebecca had known Miss Marcy was there the whole time. She was careful not to betray that knowledge by looking at her, though, even as she hit the bottom of the stairs and ran straight in her direction. She had anticipated a host of enemies lying in wait for her, in fact, and counted herself lucky when she could only make out one. The bright white shirt and the camera-flash light of the videophone identified her easily.

The devil you know, she thought, steeling herself, telling herself it could only be worse, going the other way. God only knew how many people waited to spring on her around back. She didn’t think the cop could be there, not so quickly, but there was no way to be certain.

She kept running, full tilt, as though making for the woods. But she was ready all the while, and when Miss Marcy came for her—thinking to roll her in one quick sucker-tackle, no doubt—Rebecca lowered her head, let out a cry, and drove herself right into Miss Marcy’s stomach.

They went to the ground together, but Miss Marcy had already lost. Nary a sound—other than sucking breath—escaped her lips as Rebecca pinned her arms with her knees and punched her in the face. Once, twice, three times…

Then, scooting back over her middle as Miss Marcy’s hands flew up to protect her face, Rebecca punched her twice more, this time in the sternum—straight punches, not uppercuts, leading with her two prominent knuckles, just as she’d been taught.

And finally she stood, turning a full circle, suddenly panicking again. Surely there’d be an army coming for her by now. But there wasn’t. Not yet.

Miss Marcy just lay there, curled into a ball, gasping.

She saw the videophone Miss Marcy had propped up on the windowsill. I don’t have time for this, she thought, going to it anyway.

She saw her own face in the screen as she drew near, growing bigger and bigger as she picked it up. It was taking live video of her and feeding it to Miss Marcy’s personal Omni page. The Views line at the bottom indicated there were currently six people watching.

“My name is Rebecca Riggs,” she said to the screen, and suddenly found tears were threatening again. It annoyed her because she was not a crier as a general rule. She fought them down. “This is what the truth is: Second Salvations murdered my parents, and I’m running away.”

She couldn’t know, as she tossed the phone aside and started running again, how famous those words would ultimately become. It wasn’t her name at first—nor her accusation, nor even her admission of deliberate flight—that would catch the attention of so many people. But the video, still in record mode, was already being shared by all six of the anonymous watchers on Miss Marcy’s Omniscience page.

By the time Rebecca made it to the scooter between the road and the edge of the woods, one of the watchers thought to add the caption: This Is What the Truth Is.

By sunrise, that video would go viral.

http://www.evernightteen.com/the-salvation-state-by-marcus-damanda/

Marcus Damanda lives in Woodbridge, Virginia with his cat, Shazam. At various times throughout his life, he played bass guitar for the garage heavy metal band Mother’s Day, wrote for The Dale City Messenger, and published editorials in The Potomac News and The Freelance Star. Currently, while not plotting his next foray into fictitious suburban mayhem, he spoils his nieces and nephews and teaches middle school English.

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