Lissette E. Manning's Blog, page 152
January 26, 2012
Sample Excerpt From Broken
      Tweet The alarm went off, its loud shriek grating within my ears. Groaning loudly, my hand sneaks out from under the duvet and slams down on the button in hopes of turning it off and promptly missed the mark. The clock slides off of the night table, clattering to the floor and shattering into a … 
  
    
    
    
        Published on January 26, 2012 13:03
    
Excerpt + Giveaway From Familiar Light By Sarah Ballance
      Tweet "Can I help you?" The gruff question trickled through the cavernous space like water leaking through pipes. He seemed to materialize from the shadows as he strode toward her, the rise of heat from the concrete floor keeping him just out of focus. But her heart knew. She swallowed a hard knob of regret. … 
  
    
    
    
        Published on January 26, 2012 01:16
    
January 25, 2012
Review: Everneath – Brodi Ashton
      Tweet Hurt and bereft, the Everneath was the solution Nikki Beckett was looking for when she disappeared from view six months ago. Never once did she imagine returning to her old life ever again. Yet as her time within the Everneath came to a close, a vision of the boy she'd once loved sprung into … 
  
    
    
    
        Published on January 25, 2012 11:16
    
Guest Post: Even A Heroine Needs A Best Friend By Avery Flynn
      Tweet Like many authors, I write what I love to read. In my case that means fast-paced, steamy tales of suspense with a big dash of humor featuring a strong heroine who has friends. Not just the cardboard type of friends whose only purpose is to act as a sounding board for the heroine, but … 
  
    
    
    
        Published on January 25, 2012 02:31
    
January 24, 2012
Poem: The Poisoned Pen
      Tweet The Poisoned Pen   I dipped the pen in poison ink. Scratched your name across the tattered page. Like acid eating metal, it burned a hole straight through, and a wicked stench remained. Dark and twisted, the vellum curled back in upon itself, to hide what was no longer there. If I could, I'd … 
  
    
    
    
        Published on January 24, 2012 03:21
    
Poem: Distance
      Tweet Distance   My soul bleeds. Trickles of red coursing down the length of me. Patterns imprinted, that only I can see. Pain. Heartache. Distant songs I once listened to. They no longer mean a thing. Ironically, I remember you.   © Jan. 23, 2012 L.E.M.
  
    
    
    
        Published on January 24, 2012 03:01
    
Guest Blog: An Ode To Bloggers By Terri Giuliano Long
      Tweet Last May, a month or so after I began marketing my novel, In Leah's Wake, a former agent told me that I would never sell 500 books. A rookie, I had no idea what to expect. When I published the novel, I'd dreamed of selling a 3,000 – 5,000 books, hoping healthy sales numbers … 
  
    
    
    
        Published on January 24, 2012 01:19
    
Read An Excerpt From Snowy Fate By Marissa Dobson
      Tweet She picked up the fire poker as she looked at the naked man before her. "Who are you?" Even though she was startled by the man who stood before her, she had a feeling that he meant her no harm. A man that sexy couldn't harm anyone; except to break a girl's heart. He … 
  
    
    
    
        Published on January 24, 2012 00:34
    
January 23, 2012
Guest Post: Setting The Stage For When Copper Suns Fall By KaSonndra Leigh
      Tweet First of all, I'd like to thank Lissette E. Manning for hosting me on her newly remodeled blog. I love all of the changes you've made on your site. Today I get to take readers on a tour of the world in When Copper Suns Fall. I chose the two states of North Carolina … 
  
    
    
    
        Published on January 23, 2012 23:57
    
Read Three Excerpts From The Apocalypse Gene By Suki Michelle & Carlyle Clark
      Tweet Excerpt – Chapter One – The Good As Dead:  Olivya has just learned that her mother plans to upgrade their home-based hospice center to euthanasia, a service called "deliverance".  GAD is short for "Good-As-Dead". The first "customer" as arrived:   Deliverance. Olivya hated that slithery word, that thin euphemism. Why not call it what … 
  
    
    
    
        Published on January 23, 2012 06:43
    



