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September 16, 2014
Cover Reveal: The Land Uncharted by Keely Brooke Keith @keely_keith

Release Date: October 21, 2014
Publisher: Edenbrooke Press
Summary:Lydia Colburn is a young physician dedicated to serving her village in the Land. Day and night, she rushes by horseback to treat the ill and injured, establishing a heroic reputation as the village’s new doctor.
Naval Aviator Connor Bradshaw is flying over the South Atlantic Ocean on a mission to secure any remaining sources of fresh water in a 2025 world torn apart by war. A malfunction activates his aircraft’s ejection system, parachuting his unconscious body to the shore of a hidden land.
Lydia risks her safety to help the injured outsider despite the shock of his mysterious arrival and the disastrous implications his presence could have for her peaceful society, which has gone undetected for seven generations.
Connor searches for a way to return to his squadron, but his fascination with life in the Land makes him protective of Lydia and her peaceful homeland. And while Lydia’s attraction to Connor stirs desires she never anticipated, it also pushes an unwanted admirer to stage a dangerous attempt to win her affection.
As Connor tries to keep the Land off the radar, he learns the biggest threat to Lydia lurks in her village. But when Lydia’s greatest passion and darkest fear collide, will she look to the past or the future to find the strength to survive?
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Advance Praise for The Land Uncharted:"I was caught up in the characters and the story line from the first pages and hated to see it end.” -Ann Ellison, Goodreads reviewer
"Not only is Keely's writing beautiful and full of vivid detail, but the story and characters are incredible! I love the way she crosses genres and how well it all blends together.” -Christina Yother, author of Reverie
"The premise is unique, the characters - realistic, the storyline - consistent and entertaining, and the language - fluent. It has just the right touch of conflict, suspense, longing and hope.”- Annalise Joy, Goodreads reviewer

Keely is a bass guitarist and lives on a hilltop south of Nashville. When she isn’t writing stories or playing bass, Keely enjoys dancing, having coffee with friends, and sifting through vintage books at antique stores.
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Published on September 16, 2014 00:00
September 15, 2014
Fall Into Fantasy Week #4

Welcome to the Fall Into Fantasy Tour, where we are keeping your mind off any end-of-summer blues and welcoming the cooler weather by introducing you to some incredible fantasy reads to curl up with and giving you plenty of chances to win awesome prizes!
The Enchanted Bookstore Legends
Book One: Seeking a Scribe
Book Two: Heritage Avenged
Book Three: Lost Volumes
Book Four: Staurolite
Book Five: Quintessence
By Marsha A. Moore
Seeking a Scribe: Enchanted Bookstore Legend One by Marsha A. Moore

His gift to Lyra, the Book of Dragonspeir, was actually her copy, misplaced years ago. Lost in her pain following divorce and death, she fails to recognize him as her childhood playmate from the fantasyland. Friendship builds anew. Attraction sparks. But Lyra doubts whether a wizard is capable of love. She’s torn—should she protect her fragile heart or risk new love?
Opening the book’s cover, she confronts a quest: save Dragonspeir from destruction by the Black Dragon before he utilizes power of August’s red moon to expand his strength and overthrow the opposing Imperial Dragon. Lyra accepts the challenge, fearing Cullen will perish if evil wins. Along with magical animal guides, Cullen helps her through many perils, but ultimately Lyra must use her own power…and time is running out.
Series Description:


Lyra was first introduced to Dragonspeir as a young girl, when she met the high sorcerer, Cullen Drake, through a gift of one of those enchanted books. Using its magic, he escorted her into the parallel world of Dragonspeir. Years later, she lost that volume and forgot the world and Cullen. These legends begin where he finds her again—she is thirty-five, standing in his enchanted bookstore, and Dragonspeir needs her.


Purchase Links: Seeking a Scribe: Enchanted Bookstore Legend One Heritage Avenged: Enchanted Bookstore Legend Two Lost Volumes: Enchanted Bookstore Legend Three Staurolite: Enchanted Bookstore Legend Four Quintessence: Enchanted Bookstore Legend Five
ABOUT MARSHA A. MOOREMarsha A. Moore loves to write fantasy and fantasy romance. Much of her life feeds the creative flow she uses to weave highly imaginative tales.

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Excerpt from Seeking a Scribe:
Chapter One: Licorice MemoriesThe smell of anise greeted Lyra as she opened the door to Drake’s bookstore. It took her back to happy childhood memories. Licorice-shoe-string-rewards for following her parents’ requests to stay on the dock while they secured the family’s pleasure boat to its trailer. The aroma brought a fleeting remembrance of times long gone, a treasure now that her folks had recently passed. At ease with the familiar scent, she settled into browsing through rows of antique bookcases.The shop owner stuck his head around a set of shelves. “Do you like tea?”“Yes, I do.” Before she could finish speaking, he disappeared. “Is that the wonderful smell?” she called out.Kitchenware clinked in the back room. Receiving no answer, Lyra followed the noises, scanning collections as she walked. This bookshop appeared established, but surely she would have remembered it from her last visit to the Lake Huron village five years ago. Books were her passion, especially fantasy. She paused in front of that section and studied its titles.The owner appeared, holding a pewter tray with a teapot, two cups, sugar jar, spoons, and napkins, which he laid on the corner of an old library table. She watched him carefully pour the tea and hand her a cup. He was about her age, mid thirties or a bit older, and handsome. His medium brown hair, peppered with gray at the temples, grazed his shoulders in wavy layers, and his beard was trimmed into a neat goatee. He wore long shorts, a knit golf shirt, and sandals—typical casual attire for this island resort community. She set down her bag from the drugstore and accepted his offer with a smile. “Thanks. My name’s Lyra.” She blew across the hot surface of the tea to cool it and then inhaled the anise-scented steam. She closed her eyes to fully enjoy the memory. “Ah!”“Afternoons of boating and licorice with your parents? Right?” he asked.Her mouth dropped open. How did he know that?He slurped from his cup. “Go ahead, take a sip. My folks gave me the same reward for taking my kid sister along on bicycle rides.” Forgetting all about the tea, she asked, “How do you know my childhood memory?” “Taste it.” His lips curled into a sly grin as he took another gulp.She cautiously took a tiny sip, just enough to wet her lips and the tip of her tongue. The flavor flooded her mouth, and her mind swam with wonderful memories. The taste transformed into that of gigantic popcorn balls the sheriff’s wife down the street made for Halloween trick-or-treaters, accompanied by images of Lyra’s costume—a red, fringed gypsy skirt borrowed from Mom. Next came a pumpkin flavor and vision of holding a cold piece of “punky-pie” in her five-year-old hand. Another swallow returned her experience back to anise. “What is this? How did you know?”“Let me introduce myself.” His grin spread into a smile as his eyes met hers. He took a step closer. “I’m Cullen, Cullen Drake, and I know many things. What I don’t know is what sort of books you like to read.” His keen interest caused heat to rise in her cheeks. “Well, actually I have several favorites, all fantasy and magical realism. You have a number of authors I like in this section.” She turned to refer to the shelves behind her, but found non-fiction hunting guides instead. “This case held classic fantasy a moment ago!” Cullen put down his cup. “It moved. It’s over here, and I have just what you want.” He slid an old-fashioned library ladder along its track, set the locking device, and climbed straight up to the top shelf. Lyra followed, walking between four comfortable leather club chairs grouped on a Persian rug. A portrait of a young girl and a man wearing a cloak caught her attention. Something seemed familiar in the child’s smile. The noise of books sliding on shelves distracted her. She moved to the base of his ladder and glanced up. The ceiling of embossed tin panels decorated with Victorian teardrop chandeliers and paper Chinese dragons made a unique combination, to be sure. But Lyra was more curious about the strange happenings in the store and its owner. He was certainly odd, although not the bookish, geeky sort who usually ran bookshops she frequented. He had an athletic frame and strong legs. “Can’t find it!” he exclaimed and quickly descended. His brow furrowed, he dusted off his hands on his shorts. “I’ve got to find that volume for you. If you don’t mind me saying, there’s a sadness about you. The book will make you happier than you’ve been since those days of licorice shoe strings.” “After magical tea and shifting bookcases, I almost believe you.” She laughed to cover her concerns. Even four months after it was final, she worried that the loneliness she felt after her divorce blazed like a beacon on her forehead. But, Cullen knew so much—it startled her…actually, intrigued her. Her ex didn’t ever see inside her, didn’t want to. This man read her as though he knew her. Did he? He seemed so familiar. “Once I find that book, I promise, you’ll be pleased.” He stroked his goatee. “Hmm. Where did I last see it?” The twinkle in his gray-blue eyes captivated Lyra. “Will you be here for the week? I can look for it and call you later.”“I’m staying the rest of the summer with my elderly Aunt Jean. She owns a lovely cottage at the end of Walnut overlooking Lake Huron. I thought I’d keep her company and give her time away from her nurse during my teaching break. While I’m here, I plan to write my novel.”“Great! You’re a writer? What do you teach?”“Yes, and I teach American Literature at Southern University in Florida. Seems like you already would’ve known that since you jumped into my childhood memories,” she stammered, attempting some humor. Taking a long draught of the tea, her mind filled with memories of her pet dachshund wiggling next to her, displacing a row of dolls. Another part of her past he knew—impossible! Her forehead beaded with sweat.“No, only thoughts associated with a lot of emotion, like the happiness of snuggling with your dog.”“How?” she exclaimed, shaking her head. “I don’t understand.” Her mind swam, trying to grasp what happened. She desperately needed some fresh air. With trembling hands she set the cup down.“I realize it must seem odd, but the book I’m looking for will help explain.” He leaned closer with a smile that somehow reassured her. “This is Saturday. If you can come by next Wednesday morning, I think I should have it for you by then…if you’d like.” He paused and looked into her eyes, waiting for a reply.“Yes…I’m curious.” In spite of the confusion, she found herself agreeing. “Wednesday will work.” “Fine. Let me take down your number in case I can’t find it.” He walked to the counter and located a notepad and pen. She dictated her number and full name, which he repeated, “Lyra McCauley, a lovely Celtic name for a pretty lady.” “I think I need to go now. Thanks for the tea.” With shaking fingers, she collected her shopping bag and headed toward the door. He escorted her out and offered his hand to shake, the corners of his goatee lifting into an inviting grin. “Enjoy the rest of your weekend.”Lyra smiled and looked into his eyes, trying to discern his unusual clairvoyant gift. “You too.” The initial touch, of his palm against hers, sent electrical shivers along her arm. She jerked, yet didn’t let go, fascinated by the strong emotions flashing through her mind—attraction, excitement, and acceptance. After an awkwardly long pause, she dropped his hand, half-stumbled over the threshold into the sunshine, and took a long, deep breath.She ambled to an outdoor café a couple blocks farther down Tenth Street, while her mind buzzed with questions. How did he know those things about her? She dropped onto a seat at an empty table, shaded by an umbrella. He was fascinating and frightening at the same time…and familiar. Her divorce and loss of her parents left her lonely. He intrigued her. “May I get you something to drink while you look over the menu?” The waitress interrupted with a bright young voice, a college student working a summer job.Startled back to reality, Lyra murmured, “Just water, please.” Alone in a crowd of lunch goers, her thoughts returned to the bookstore and many unanswered questions. The waitress placed a glass of water in front of her.
She almost hated to drink and remove the sweet aftertaste of anise from her tongue.
Published on September 15, 2014 00:02
Dead New World Blog Tour: Creating the characters of DEAD NEW WORLD

Creating characters, in general, is a long process that requires a great deal of thought and detail. Nailing the tiniest of details is what really helps flesh a character out and make them three-dimensional. This is even more important when you're also creating a world for these characters to live in, like I did with DEAD NEW WORLD.
Holt, the main character, is the eyes and ears of the story. What he sees, the reader sees. I wanted someone who not only came with their own sets of hopes, desires, and problems, but could serve as a sort of every man for the story. Of all the characters in DNW, Holt is probably the most relatable. His main goal, save the nurse he loves, propels the entire story forward. Holt is also dealing with all kinds of guilt over what happened to his best friend, Ambrose.
The biggest idea I had for DNW was to have some people survive the zombie virus, since no virus is 100% lethal. I wanted to explore what that would be like for someone. How would humans threat them? How would he feel about himself, trapped between two worlds? Would he prefer the company of humans, or zombies? Does he even want to live? Those conflicts rage within Ambrose, and his main goal is to figure out exactly who he is, and where he belongs.
Holt and Ambrose are both 17. This is the only world they've known. So, creating the adult characters, I tried to think about how this zombie-infested world would have shaped their point-of-view. I also wanted to focus on the religious aspect of the zombie apocalypse. I figured if the dead started rising from the grave, a lot of people would take that as irrefutable proof God existed, so every character is spiritual in some way, especially DNW's villain, The Reverend.
Like Ambrose, he's survived infection, and instead of choosing one side or the other, he's decided to go his own way. Not only does he want to destroy the government that turned their back on his, he feels that zombies are God's children, and that everyone deserves a chance to become one of His chosen. He's won countless thousands to his cause. Since, like Ambrose, he can communicate with zombies, he's been able to build a massive army full of both humans and zombies.
How will it all turn out? Read DEAD NEW WORLD to find out!
About Ryan Hill:Growing up, Ryan Hill used to spend his time reading and writing instead of doing homework. This resulted in an obsession with becoming a writer, but also a gross incompetence in the fields of science and mathematics. A graduate of North Carolina State University, Ryan has been a film critic for over five years. He lives in Raleigh, NC, with his dog/shadow Maggie. Ryan also feels strange about referring to himself in the third person.
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Published on September 15, 2014 00:01
Cover Reveal: Zhukov’s Dogs by Amanda Cyr
Curiosity Quills is excited to reveal the cover for new-adult science-fiction, action-adventure Zhukov’s Dogs, by Amanda Cyr, which is scheduled for release October 27, 2014. The awesome cover was designed by the talented Alexandria Thompson of Gothic Fate.
About Zhukov’s Dogs:Lieutenant Colonel Nik Zhukov is just like any other desensitized seventeen-year-old living in the year 2076. At least he likes to think he is when he isn’t busy eliminating threats to national security, breaking up terrorist organizations, and trying not to get blown up. It’s all in a normal day’s work for one of the military’s top dogs, and he’s never disappointed. Never failed. Never lost sight of his dream of making it to the elite force, even as each new job forces him to see just how morally corrupt his leaders are. On the verge of promotion, Nik is dispatched to the underground city beneath the icy Seattle tundra, his final mission handed down directly from The Council. It should have been a simple in-and-out, but the underground is full of dark secrets and he soon finds himself swept into battles, lying to his best friend back east, and growing a bit too close to the rebels he was sent to spy on. Nik realizes too late that he’s broken the number one rule within his ranks; he’s allowed himself to feel normal for the first time in his life. He might be able to turn the job around, become the soldier he was once was, except for his growing attachment to the rebel leader. A guy. Yet another first for Nik. It’s a mistake he pays for dearly when he learns The Council’s true intentions for the city. It’s never ‘just harmless fun’ when you’re a government dog, not when The Council holds the leash. Nik knows there are some lines you can never come back from crossing, and he’s forced to choose whose rules to play by. He races toward the invisible divide, aware he’ll be called traitor by both his nation and by his friends. Aware that even the right choice can be deadly to make.
Add Zhukov’s Dogs to your Goodreads 'to-be-read' list.
About Amanda Cyr: Amanda Cyr is a tea-loving freelance journalist, viral content curator, and debut novelist. She studied creative writing at Seattle University, where she developed all sorts of opinions before becoming a member of the Pacific Northwest Writers Association. She is currently represented by Kimberley Cameron of the Kimberley Cameron & Associates Literary Agency. Growing up, Amanda moved around a lot. She began writing to make the transitions easier and make up for her lack of friends in middle school. An awesome professor in Medford, Oregon tried to convince her to pursue writing professionally, but Amanda was deadest on a law career. It wasn’t until an unpleasant professor in Seattle, Washington told her she was a terrible writer that Amanda really committed to the idea of getting published, mostly just to spite her professor. When Amanda’s not hunched over a laptop she enjoys sleeping, video games, Netflix binges, and wrestling with her two polar bear dogs. She currently lives in Los Angeles, where she spends her days hissing at the sun and missing Seattle. Her least favorite things include the mispronunciation of her name, screaming children, and California.
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Add Zhukov’s Dogs to your Goodreads 'to-be-read' list.

About Amanda Cyr: Amanda Cyr is a tea-loving freelance journalist, viral content curator, and debut novelist. She studied creative writing at Seattle University, where she developed all sorts of opinions before becoming a member of the Pacific Northwest Writers Association. She is currently represented by Kimberley Cameron of the Kimberley Cameron & Associates Literary Agency. Growing up, Amanda moved around a lot. She began writing to make the transitions easier and make up for her lack of friends in middle school. An awesome professor in Medford, Oregon tried to convince her to pursue writing professionally, but Amanda was deadest on a law career. It wasn’t until an unpleasant professor in Seattle, Washington told her she was a terrible writer that Amanda really committed to the idea of getting published, mostly just to spite her professor. When Amanda’s not hunched over a laptop she enjoys sleeping, video games, Netflix binges, and wrestling with her two polar bear dogs. She currently lives in Los Angeles, where she spends her days hissing at the sun and missing Seattle. Her least favorite things include the mispronunciation of her name, screaming children, and California.
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Published on September 15, 2014 00:00
September 13, 2014
Cover Reveal: Where the Staircase Ends by Stacy Stokes and Giveaway #M9BFridayReveals


After her best friend orchestrates the lie that destroys her reputation, Taylor wants more than anything to disappear from her life. But when an accident turns this unspoken wish into reality, instead of an angel-filled afterlife, Taylor must climb a seemingly endless staircase into the sky.Instead of going up, the journey plunges her into the past. As she unravels the mystery behind her friend’s betrayal, she must face the truth about life and find the strength to forgive the unforgivable -- unless the staircase breaks her first.

Title: Where the Staircase Ends
Publication date: April 2015
Publisher: Month9Books, LLC.
Author: Stacy Stokes


Stacy Stokes attended the University of Texas at Austin and The Wharton School of Business. She grew up in Dallas, TX, and currently lives in San Francisco with her husband. WHERE THE STAIRCASE ENDS is her first novel.Connect with the Author: Website | Twi tter


Published on September 13, 2014 00:01
September 12, 2014
Character Interview with Eric from The Undead: Playing for Keeps by Elsie Elmore

Today we welcome Eric from The Undead; Playing for Keeps. Eric is an eternal eighteen year-old grim reaper assigned to the small town of Martin to investigate the reanimated corpses. As a reaper, he marks 'em to go down and they're not supposed to do the opposite. Since he's been assigned to the small time of Martin, he has more free time on his hands.
Before he sits, he throws both hands up when you offer to shake his hand. "No offense, but I don't shake hands."
"Okay then. Welcome. I'm glad you could stop by and talk.
1. Eric, tell us a little about you.There’s not a lot to tell that’s worth anything. I was lost and now I’m found. No seriously. I’m stuck in a job I earned by being selfish, among other things. And apparently, being selfish is pretty damnable offense.
2. You're a musician, and a rather gifted one I gather. Tell us how you got into music.It all started with my mom. She found a beat up guitar in the trash bin outside our apartment. She cleaned it up for me. Damn thing had duct tape on the neck and only three strings. But it played. And before I started making bad decisions on an epic scale, I hung out at the local bars and watched bands play. I talked a few players into teaching me the basics and the rest I learned on my own.
3. How does being a reaper affect your music? The reaper gig technically prevents me from playing. I’m not entitled to indulgences because of the job. But when I was sent to Martin to deal with the whole reanimated corpse issue, an opportunity presented itself. I had to get close to the Grimm family and Ben had a band. I didn’t realize how much I’d missed the guitar until I started playing again. And once I started, I didn’t want to stop.
4. Without any spoilers, can you give us some background on how you came to be a reaper?Nah, I can’t. I mean, I now know what happened but for a long time those memories were inaccessible. People become reapers when they’re not worthy of getting a second chance to live. I’d kinda like to leave it at that.
5. Now some fun questions. If you had one wish, what would it be? For a long time, my only answer was freedom. But there’s a bit more to life than freedom, especially when I thought I knew what restrained me. One wish I have now is that I’ll be worthy enough to receive a second shot.
6. If zombies attacked, what would you do, and why? Zombies… once you’ve been a reaper, dead bodies and death are significantly less scary. The reanimated corpses that Lyla created didn’t have the killer instinct that zombies have. They just wanted to be close to the giver of life and for them, that was Lyla. But being close to death toughens you up. As a reaper, I’d just draw out their energy and put them to rest. This job does have one or two benefits.
7. So, Lyla. What are your thoughts and feelings about her? She smells good. I don’t know. At first, Blondie drove me crazy with her “deer-in-the-headlights” approach to everything. She let people get to her. She’d freak out over emotional issues. But Lyla’s good inside. Like really good. And once you start learning who someone is on the inside, things change. And if you want to be near them, you have to change too.

Cover Artist: Alexandria Thompson (http://alexandriadior.deviantart.com/)
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22131059-the-undead?from_search=true
Description:
When an undead woman with serious de-comp issues stalks sixteen-year-old Lyla Grimm, her hope of rescuing her rock-bottom reputation takes a back seat. Especially once Lyla’s new talent of resurrecting the dead draws the attention of Eric, a Grim Reaper with a guitar and a chip on his shoulder.
While Lyla navigates the gossip-ridden halls, Eric works to gain her trust and discover why Death’s clients aren’t staying down. If she passes on her gift, his death-messenger destiny might be altered. But the closer he gets to Lyla, the less sure he is of his plan. The dead are way easier to deal with than the living.
Gossip explodes, the Grimm family implodes, and desperation sets in. Death wants the gift and a soul. Lyla and Eric face hard choices with hidden consequences. Sometimes life’s choices aren’t really choices at all.
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Published on September 12, 2014 00:04
Blog Tour: The Traveler’s Wake by J.P. Moynahan


Cover Artist: Michelle Johnson at Blue Sky Design
Description:
Wesley Rourke is a mouthy, Irish-lucky millionaire, trotting the globe in search of the perfect place to kill his most hated enemy, himself. Blowing his money on charity, and booze as he zooms from city to city, he lays his course towards Lima, Peru.
Once he arrives, he sets about his grisly task only to be inconvenienced by the lure of a pretty young tourist, the daughter of a prominent British lawmaker.
A few days after their first date, he awakens in a hospital to find her missing and he himself embroiled in a media blitz and massive manhunt. With time running out, and wracked with horrifying night-terrors, Wesley is forced to face his past cowardice and wade into the bowels of a pitiless underworld in search of his one ray of hope.
The city of Lima awaits him.
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Published on September 12, 2014 00:02
Cover Reveal: Hunter by Renee Donne

Moving across the country isn’t Hunter’s ideal start to her Junior year of high school. She has no friends to hang out with, no beaches to lounge on, and she’s living just a few miles from the secluded hiking trail where her father died when she was a baby.Living in Wyoming isn’t all bad, though, thanks to Logan, the handsome veterinary assistant at the animal clinic where she lands an after school job. And he seems just as interested in her as she is in him.As Hunter begins to settle into her new home, she learns more about the circumstances surrounding her father’s tragic death, and it may not have been the accident everyone believes. Something dangerous lurks in the woods, and Hunter might be the next victim.Release Date: November 4, 2014And now for the cover...



Published on September 12, 2014 00:01
September 11, 2014
Review: Unrequited by Emma Grey

Seventeen-year-old Kat Hartland loathes Unrequited, the world's biggest boy band. Is she the only girl in Sydney who can't be bothered with perfect-looking Angus Marsden?
Give her 5 Seconds of Summer. Now.
Or maybe the seriously-hot med student who rescued her on a train—and who could be Douglas Booth's twin! Perfect formal partner, much?
But when Kat comes face to face with Angus Marsden himself, things start to get complicated. Very. Throw in a deranged female popstar, final exams, a part in the musical and a mum who just doesn't get it—and where is her best friend?
When did life get so crazy? Kat's just an ordinary schoolgirl.
Isn't she?
My Thoughts:
I didn't hate this story, but I didn't love it either. There were quite a few things that made me eye roll. For one, everything played out way too conveniently. All the meetings, how the characters fell into each other's laps, it was all so unbelievable.
I also feel like the Sarah-Joel story was unneeded, as well as the Cassidy one. I think the story would have been stronger if it focused on Kat's and Angus' back stories and them coming together.
All the characters felt immature for me. Especially Sarah and Joel who are supposed to be medical and law students, but I I feel like their voices and actions should make them fifteen.
The writing is telling most of the time too, and jumps perspectives too much. There are a tone of cliche's as well.
But aside from all this, it's a cute read. A One Direction type fanfic read. I'm sure tweens would enjoy this.
Published on September 11, 2014 15:38
Blog Tour: Perfect for You by Ashelyn Drake


Seventeen-year-old Meg Flannigan isn’t very self-confident, but what girl would be after her sophomore-year boyfriend dumped her by making out with another girl in front of her locker?
Now a senior, Meg catches the eye of not one, but two gorgeous guys at school. Sounds good, right? What girl wouldn't want to be in Meg's shoes? One cute boy happens to be her boyfriend, and the other? Well, he wants to be. And Meg? She't torn between Ash, the boy she's been with for nearly five months, and Noah who is pretty irresistible.
But Meg is playing with fire. Pitting two boys against one another, even if she doesn't intend to, could end badly if she isn't careful. PERFECT FOR YOU is a teen romance from bestselling author Ashelyn Drake, where one girl will risk everything to find her perfect match.
Meg and Ash Excerpt From Perfect For YouI thought I’d share a glimpse of Meg and Ash’s relationship in Perfect For You. They’ve been dating for five months and have a way of getting lost in each other. Read on and you’ll see what I mean.
I lower myself into the pool because I don’t like to shock my system. Ash is the opposite. He dives right in, and as I turn to find him, he swims up in front of me. The second his face pierces the surface, I cup his cheeks in my hands and kiss him. My legs wrap around his waist, and we sink below the water. Ash’s hands pull me closer. Our eyes meet, and we stare at each other for a few seconds before resurfacing for air. I wish I could stay under the water with him like that forever. Just the two of us. That’s the way I like it. The rest of the world sort of stops existing when Ash and I are alone. Ash wipes water droplets from my cheek. My limbs are still wrapped around him. I feel at home in his arms and have no intention of letting go any time soon. Should I tell him I love him? I really don’t want to be the first one to say it, but who does? Maybe he’s as nervous about saying it as I am. And I know I feel it. I do love him. As I’m working up the courage, my eyes stray to the stars in the sky. There’s not a cloud in sight, and the bright pinpoints of light seem like they’re shining just for us. I look at Ash again. His face is partially bathed in the pool lights. He set them on dim to give us some privacy, while still making it possible to see. You don’t get moments much better than this one. “What are you thinking?” I ask, combing my fingers through his hair. Part of me hates that I’m taking the girly way out of saying what’s on my mind. “That you’re beautiful.” I smile. “It’s the lighting. Really, I look hideous lately. That’s why I only allow you to see me at night. The darkness shields you from—” He presses his lips to mine again. Normally, he loves when I go off on my wild tangents like this, but he clearly has other things on his mind right now. When he finally pulls away, he stares into my eyes. “You could never be hideous.” He runs his fingers over my shoulder, and I realize I have goose bumps. “Are you cold?” he asks. “Do you want to go in?” I shake my head. “No, not yet. I like it right here.” I tighten my legs around his waist. “I like it here, too.” He’s giving me that look again, and I can barely stand it. Does he really think I won’t say it back? Does he not know how I feel? “Ash—” “I love you, Meg.”My goose bumps spread, and I forget how to breathe. He said it. He loves me. My pulse races, but Ash’s expression is one of worry. I haven’t said a word. I swallow hard, willing my body to start working again, to react. “I love you, too.” Relief washes over him, quickly followed by the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on his face. He kisses me again, and we don’t get out of the water until we’re both well past pruney.
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Published on September 11, 2014 00:01