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A Day In The Life Of Bethany Lopez

About the author:

Bethany Lopez was born in Detroit, Michigan, and grew up in Michigan and San Antonio, Texas. She went to High School at Dearborn High, in Dearborn, Michigan, which is where she has set her Young Adult series. She is married and has a blended family with five children. She is currently serving in the United States Air Force as a Recruiter in Los Angeles, California. She has always loved to read and write and has seen her dream realized by independently publishing her novels through Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Smashwords.


Follow Bethany:

Goodreads - http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5021061.Bethany_Lopez

Amazon - http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B0056NCP1S

IAN - http://www.independentauthornetwork.com/bethany-lopez.html

Webpage - www.bethanylopez.blogspot.com

Twitter - https://twitter.com/#!/BethanyLopez2

Facebook - http://on.fb.me/LypEaO

Pinterest - http://pinterest.com/bethanylopez2/

Big changes just around the corner!

I have news, my friends. Big news.

I was contacted very recently by my publisher, Tulipe Noire Press. The big news is that they are downsizing at the end of this month. What does this mean for me, exactly?

I'm regaining the rights to Faythe Reclaimed (Hanaford Park #3).

The book will be available for purchase through the end of the month (6/30/13), at which point my publisher will take it down. I plan to immediately publish it again with a rockin' new cover created by my very talented author pal, Carol Oates. If there is any lag, it should be minimal. Maybe a day, or two at most.

The print version of the book won't be available again until September. I'm currently on a wait list with JT Formatting, and very excited to be working with them. They do amazing work!

I thank you for you patience while I work to make the book available again, and I hope you all love the new cover as much as I do. It's beautiful!!!

Cover reveal: Being Kalli by Rebecca Berto

 
BOOK AND AUTHOR INFO:
Being Kalli by Rebecca Berto
Publication date: TBA
Genre: NA Contemporary Romance
Synopsis:There are two things you should know about Kalli Perkins.

1. She’d rather do it in public than be alone with a guy.

2. She loves her little brothers more than her mom does.

Kalli doesn’t pretend to be a good girl. At nineteen, she’s never been in love and doesn’t ever intend to be. She has her issues handled. She’s managed to keep the secret of what happened to her nine years ago from her mother, although her mother’s usually high anyway and barely notices Kalli or her little brothers.

One night at a party, Kalli makes a bet with her friend, Nate, that could change everything. Their friend, Scout, tells them there’s no uncrossing the friendship line once it’s crossed—even though they were both drunk. But Kalli can’t imagine how anyone could want her damaged self for anything more.

She didn’t count on Nate. Nate’s very capable of satisfying her not only under her clothes, but in her heart, too.

She just doesn’t know it yet.
Goodreads http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17861915-being-kalli?ac=1

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AUTHOR BIORebecca Berto is a new adult contemporary romance author. She is also a freelance editor.

She writes stories that are a bit sexy, and straddle the line between Literary and Tear Your Heart Out. She gets a thrill when her readers are emotional reading her stories, and gets even more of a kick when they tell her so. She’s strangely imaginative, spends too much time on her computer, and is certifiably crazy when she works on her fiction.

Rebecca Berto lives in Melbourne, Australia with her boyfriend and their doggy.
Author Links:Website / Goodreads / Facebook / Twitter

Review: The Dream Slayer by Jill Cooper

 
Blurb taken from Goodreads:
When your dreams come true, sometimes you get more than you bargained for...

Natalie Johnson has always dreamed she’s someone else; calm, beautiful, in control. A chosen warrior with a maniacal arch nemesis and a dreamy boyfriend, the type that can make your knees melt and your heart quiver.

Real life is much different. She’s tormented by a bully and endures the sharp tongue of her father, but finds solace in her dreams.

When her bully ends up dead, de ja vu from a dream hits her hard as everything around her begins to fall apart.

Whatever killed Sarah in her dreams is now in reality, hunting her from the shadows. And it wants her dead.

Somehow as the lines between reality and nightmare blur, Natalie must discover hidden strength to pull her friends and family back from the brink of madness.  

My Review: The Dream Slayer is a fast-paced story with a unique paranormal twist.

The heroine, Natalie, is a downtrodden teenage girl who suffers through daily bully attacks at school, only to go home and deal with an angry, alcoholic father. She's self-conscious about her appearance, doesn't value herself, and has one friend (Tristan), who she leans on heavily for support. My heart went out to her almost immediately.

In Natalie's dreams, though, she's an entirely different person: confident, thin, pretty, and a demon slayer. Yep. While Natalie sleeps, she becomes a kick-ass monster killer who immediately reminded me of Buffy. I'm a HUGE Buffy The Vampire Slayer fan and this story reminded me of my favorite show.

The side characters: Tristan, Michelle, and Mr. Buckle provided fun one-liners and comic relief, and reminded me of Buffy's Scooby gang.

The unique twist I mentioned above comes in the form of alternate dimensions. Natalie's found a way to "bridge the gap" so to speak, and I found myself a bit confused on more than one occasion as I tried to discern which world she was in, and which version of herself and friends were battling demons. Still, despite the temporary confusion, I felt the book was very unique, and I enjoyed reading about a heroine who didn't fit the typical "slayer mold". Heroes and heroines come in all shapes, sizes, and packages, and Natalie rose to the occasion when her friends needed her.

Fun weekend read! 
Author info:
GoodreadsWebsiteAmazon Author Page

The Hanaford Park series is going on tour!!

Woot! Woot!

So excited! All three books in my Hanford Park series are going on tour next month with Love Between The Sheets.


Stay tuned for more details as we get closer to the date.

Oh! And a quick heads up: Faythe Reclaimed (Hanaford Park #3) is currently on sale for .99. You do NOT have to have read the previous two books to enjoy the story. Each book in the series features a different friend and are all stand alone stories.

You can find Faythe Reclaimed here.

Have a great day!!

Review: The Light Of The World by Tara Brown

Blurb taken from Goodreads:

In dreams whispers taunt her, chant wicked things to frighten her.

Every morning she wakes, with the same sentence ringing in her ears.

'You're dead. You're dead and I just forgot to tell you.'

The problem isn't entirely the sentence.

It's the person she sees in her dreams chanting it.

It's her mother.

My review:

I enjoyed The Light of The World by Tara Brown. I've read a lot of paranormal romance. This tale had a few characters in it I'd never heard of, which made my reading experience that much better.

The author's voice is easy to read, the characters interesting, and the pace fast. Did I mention the book reads fast? Yeah… Hold onto your seats, folks because once this baby takes off, it doesn't slow down. A lot happens during the second half of the book and I found I couldn't read quite as fast as I usually do, otherwise I would have missed things.

There are two men in Rayne's (the female lead) life: Wyatt and Constantine. I struggled a bit with Rayne's relationship with Wyatt. The two are natural enemies, but harbor a fair amount of lust for one another. They had a back and forth tug-of-war with their feelings and actions that at times frustrated me a little.

I felt Rayne's relationship with Constantine was more believable. I felt their chemistry right away, and I liked him almost instantly.

Lots of world building in this one, with unique creatures and an interesting take on fallen angels. Read it slow and you'll get a lot of enjoyment out of it!

Author info:

Website: http://tarbrow.wix.com/tara-brown-author
Twitter: https://twitter.com/TaraBrown22
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/...

Sale! Sale! Sale!

Happy Thursday, my friends!!

Faythe Reclaimed (Book#3 in my Hanaford Park series) is on sale for .99 for a limited time.

Get at it!!







Blurb:

Running through a strange forest with a bloodthirsty demon hot on her heels wasn’t Taylor’s idea of a rockin’ evening. Then again, neither was soaring backward through time and space. Time travel chafed and left a rank, nasty aftertaste. So, when she finds herself floundering amidst a sea of Commandment-loving holy rollers who fling accusations of witchcraft and bedevilment like hotcakes in a diner, finding her way home jumps to the top of her to do list. Too bad she can’t remember who she is or where she came from. And if that wasn’t bad enough, Taylor realizes she's falling for the mysterious Latin warlock living on the edge of Salem Village, Gabriel Castillo.

Battling an identity crisis and lost in a time that’s not her own, Taylor is determined to find her way back to twenty-first century Hanaford Park. But first, she and Gabriel must work together to uncover the dark scourge lurking in Salem's shadows, and in doing so, save their own lives, and the lives of countless innocents from a lethal date with the hangman’s noose.

A Day In The Life Of Delancey Stewart

Author bio:

Stewart has lived on both coasts, in big cities and small towns. She's been a pharmaceutical rep, a personal trainer and a direct sales representative for a French wine importer. Beyond all that, she has always been a writer in some way shape or
form.
    A military spouse and the mother of two small boys, her current job titles include pirate captain, monster hunter, Lego assembler and story reader. She tackles all these efforts at her current home in Southern Maryland.

Delancey's Links:

Blog: https://delanceystewart.wordpress.com/

FB: https://www.facebook.com/delancey.stewart

Twitter:  https://twitter.com/DelanceyStewart

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6581742.Delancey_Stewart

Cover reveal- Dead Run by Vanessa Booke

Dead Run (Dead Run Series)
By Vanessa Booke
Genre: New Adult Post-Apocalyptic Romance
Release Date: TBA

Book Description:

Carly

Carly Rios was supposed to go to college, forget about her first love, and live a normal life. That was the plan until the whole world went to hell and the dead started becoming…not so dead.

 
Forced to live in the same quarantine as her abusive stepfather, Carly is hanging on to life by a thread, as she dreams of a normal world outside of the community. But when tragedy strikes home, Carly has no choice but to try and escape with her brother Michael. On the night that Carly plans to leave the community, chaos erupts, causing her plans to backfire, unleashing the undead inside.



Now, Carly must reach out to Joshua Tremell, a man from her past, and the one who left her heart in pieces. Trusting Joshua is one of the hardest things she’ll ever have to do, but without his help it’s only a matter of time until Carly loses her brother Michael to the undead.



Joshua



Two months after returning from fighting over seas and coming home to face a world overtaken by the undead, Joshua Tremell is accustomed to death and losing the ones he loves. But when fate brings him back to his childhood sweetheart Carly Rios, Joshua realizes there are some things still worth fighting for.



Carly is the last person Joshua thought he'd ever see again, let alone in the same quarantine. Facing off shufflers isn’t easy, but the thought of losing the only girl he’s ever loved again, is even worse.

 

With a second chance at redemption, Joshua would give anything to save Carly and help her get her little brother back, but Joshua has more secrets than he can tell, and his past mistakes are bound to collide with the future he's dying to earn.

For Carly and Joshua, crossing the wasteland is just the beginning…


*Mature Content Warning: 17+ for language, intense violence against the undead and adult situations.
Add Dead Run To Your Goodreads:
http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/15986140-dead-run 
Dead Run Facebook Fanpage:

https://www.facebook.com/pages/DEAD-RUN/280334522025108About the author:
My name is Vanessa Booke and I live with my husband Ryan and our three dachshunds Zer0, Zoey, and Zelda just outside of Los Angeles, California. I love poetry and all things Jane Austen. I've been writing since Jr. High, it started with poetry and eventually in high school I began writing Fiction. My favorite genre to write in would have to be young adult, or new adult. I currently work as a communications coordinator for a charity, but I've also worked as a journalist. I have my Bachelor’s degree in English Literature from Cal State University San Bernardino. In my free time, I like blogging about books, thrift shopping and taking grand adventures with my partner in crime.

Additional links:
www.vanessabooke.com

 Facebook fanpage: https://www.facebook.com/V.M.Boeke

Twitter: @V_bogie

Chapter 1 - Teaser:
“The only good human being is a dead one.”
-George Orwell


CARLY

I knew his gun was in the top drawer. I’ve watched him place it there. Tonight is the last night I’ll ever let him touch me. I watch his breath rise and fall rhythmically as he sleeps. From where I stand he doesn’t look so threatening, anymore at least, not how he looked earlier that night. My cheek still burns when I touch it. A bruise is starting to form underneath my swollen skin. I step into the darkened bedroom cautious, as the wooden floors squeak beneath me. He can wake at any moment. My hands tremble as I make my way toward his nightstand. It has to be here unless…as I pull the top drawer open, I’m relieved to see the gun is still there. It sits shining in the moonlight that cascades down through the cracks of the boarded-up bedroom window.

I pull the gun from the drawer but pause midway. My stepfather’s snoring has stopped. Fear paralyzes me, and I freeze, still. Is he awake? Is he watching me? I hold my breath, my eyes squeezed closed, waiting. Several seconds pass, and then like clockwork, I can hear the sound of his snoring again. I look down at the handgun and then back at my sleeping stepfather. I shiver in disgust at the memory of his hands on me; no amount of soap could ever wash away how dirty he makes me feel. My stomach rolls at the memory of the way he whispered how I would always be his.

Not anymore. I step into the hallway shutting the bedroom door quietly behind me. A small sense of relief washes over me. I did it. Before I know it I’m all the way down the hallway of our one story home. Tonight, is our last night behind the safety of the community fences. It frightens me to think about what’s waiting for us outside, but staying isn’t an option anymore. I stare down at the gun in my hands. I’ve never held one until tonight. The sound of a soft voice catches my attention.

It echoes down the hall. Michael must be awake. I slip the gun behind me. There’s no reason for him to see it; it will only scare and confuse him. He’s been pretty quiet these past few hours. He keeps asking for our mother. I don’t have the heart to tell him that she’s gone. The only thing left is a shell of the woman she used to be. It’s been seven days since she became infected.

I made her a promise when it happened. I promised her that no matter what, I wouldn’t let her become one. I know what I have to do, and despite what my stepfather Tom tells me, I know my mother is sick and she isn’t getting better.

Our home is made up of three rooms. Tom sleeps in the master bedroom. I share a bedroom with Michael, and my mother is in the guest room. We live in a town sectioned off from the outside world. It’s better than what most survivors have, but it’s temporary. Our emergency supplies were never meant to last past six months. We’re going on our seventh month and our food and water is nearly gone.

Tom keeps my mother isolated from everyone here. A cold draft hits me as I enter her bedroom. I can hear her heavy breathing, her lungs crackling as she inhales. Small white clouds of air escape her mouth. It’s freezing in here. I switch on the emergency lantern near her nightstand. The fluorescent light reminds me of a hospital room, as it chases away the darkness. I gasp at the sight of her; she’s gotten worse. Her eyes are blood shot and her pupils are dilated. I touch her skin to check for a fever, but she feels ice cold. I grab her hand and place it in mine. Her skin is pale yellow and she’s starting to bloat like the others. She has a day at most, maybe less. The bloated skin on her finger engulfs her wedding band. It’s the one my father gave her before he died.

It wasn’t the infection that took him away from us. He was in a motorcycle accident when I was fifteen. He suffered an injury to the head and went into a coma.

I twist the ring off her finger.

My mother sold our old house to pay for his medical bills. She didn’t have the heart to pull the plug. Not too long after his accident, they flew him to a fancy medical hospital in Colorado. I thought he died. She told Michael and me that he did, but a few days ago I found some old hospital bills stashed in a shoebox. She lied. For the past three years she’s been paying to keep him alive. At least, she was until the outbreak happened.

“Mom.”

She stares at me blankly, making it clear she no longer recognizes her own daughter’s face. I’m sure in her eyes I’m only a stranger, someone she’s never seen before. I reach down for the wash pan at the foot of her bed, and I cringe at the sight of the brown, murky water inside it. Tom refuses to clean her with any of our clean water and instead subjects her to the dirty-brown, rusted water from the faucets. As far I know it isn’t hurting her but she deserves more than that. Tom wants to keep her around because of the food rations. Each person in the community is given a certain portion of food, no more, no less. He takes hers for himself. I hate seeing her like this.

A moan escapes her lips. I pull the gun out from behind me fearful that she’s turning. I have to do what she couldn’t for my dad. I have to let her go. I have to.

I raise the gun toward the front of her face. My hands tremble, the gun is heavier than I expected. Through her confused and sickened state, she looks up at me as if she has a moment of clarity. I close my eyes and turn my face. I picture her as she was before the outbreak. In my mind she stands radiant and beautiful as she smiles down at me. I can almost hear her saying everything will be all right. They say goodbye is the hardest thing you’ll ever have to say. So I don’t say it. I breathe in and pull the trigger.

Omnilicious Scavenger Hunt and Twitter Party!

Hey there, peeps! We're having a Twitter party! Woot! Come join us on May 31st at 7pm EST for a chance to win some awesome books!


e-Book Packs on offer
Young Adult Pack Reaping Me Softly by Kate EvangelistaEmber by Carol OatesShades of Atlantis by Carol Oates Embrace by Cherie Colyer New Adult Pack Streamline by Jennifer LanePoughkeepsie by Debra AnastasiaThree Daves by Nicki ElsonEve of Samhain by Lisa Sanchez Contemporary Adult Pack All-American Girl by Justine DellRecaptured Dreams by Justine DellCocktails & Dreams by Autumn MarkusPieces of Us by Hannah DowningCat O’ Nine Tails by Patricia Leever With Good Behavior by Jennifer Lane Paranormal Adult Pack Divine Temptation by Nicki ElsonBlood Vine by Amber BelldeneCrushed Seraphim by Debra AnastasiaSeers of Light by Jennifer DeLucyDivinity by Patricia LeeverGrave Refrain: A Ghost/Love Story by Sarah M. GloverInstructionsTwitter Party 31st May 2013 at 7.00pm ESTFollow the links to the Authors blogs and collect the numbered letters for the secret word. As soon as you’ve worked out the word, enter the word and your twitter handle into the form. Entries are open from the day before the party and close at the end of the party when winners will be announced.
Hannah Downing
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Cherie Colyer
Carol Oates
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