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October 12, 2013
Another 5 Star Review For The Chronicles of Koa
Ladies and gentleman...we have another 5 star review for The Chronicles of Koa: Netherworld! Woohoo!
I think it's time to celebrate!
Great read!, October 12, 2013By Luke Wood
I'm usually one who reads nonfiction work, but K.N. Lee wrote such an incredible book. This book kept my attention from beginning to end. This book has everything that will make you want to keep reading it: supernatural, action, suspense, a budding romance, and when you think you know what's going on, you find out you don't.
Before I knew it I was done reading this book, it was an incredible read and K.N. Lee is a great author. I'm looking forward to the next Koa novel!
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00C...
I think it's time to celebrate!
Great read!, October 12, 2013By Luke Wood
I'm usually one who reads nonfiction work, but K.N. Lee wrote such an incredible book. This book kept my attention from beginning to end. This book has everything that will make you want to keep reading it: supernatural, action, suspense, a budding romance, and when you think you know what's going on, you find out you don't.
Before I knew it I was done reading this book, it was an incredible read and K.N. Lee is a great author. I'm looking forward to the next Koa novel!
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00C...
October 9, 2013
The Ivory Tower- Review
The Ivory Tower: A Short Story
Book Description
277 –the number sewn into Simone’s shirt. The number that dictates her life at the protection camp. Regulated by a system of ringing bells, fortified cars, and rations, the survivors are protected from residual contaminates on the other side of the wall.
Breaking the monotony of the highly structured camp, Simone and her friend skip school to enjoy one of the last nice days of fall. An afternoon game leads them to a new part of the forest, uncovering more than they expected. All thoughts of protection and rules are shattered by the appearance of the ivory tower. A tower riddled with a history of danger and death.
When her friend shows up with a bruised face and thinly veiled threats, Simone has to decide how much she is willing to risk to find out the truth of the tower.
Review: 4.5 Stars Let's start with the criticism, shall we? The Ivory Tower is too short! I know what you're thinking...
(But it's a short story, you weirdo!)
Yes! I know that! Just let me whine for a bit...because I want more! Give us more, Kirstin Pulioff!
Ok, I suppose that statement isn't so critical once you understand why I felt that way. The story was captivating and suspenseful. I was on the edge of my seat the entire time as I tried to figure out the secrets of the Ivory Tower with Simone.
The imagery of the story pulls you in, clutches you, and doesn't let go.
Simone is headstrong and curious and doesn't heed the warnings of her best friend as she tries to figure out why the Ivory Tower is off limits and so mysterious. In this dystopian world of orphans, forced factory work, rations, and surveillance by guards, one wonders what the leadership is hiding.
Once I found out the secret, I was a bit disappointed? Why? Read it and find out. The twisty tale is sure to leave you breathless.
277 –the number sewn into Simone’s shirt. The number that dictates her life at the protection camp. Regulated by a system of ringing bells, fortified cars, and rations, the survivors are protected from residual contaminates on the other side of the wall.
Breaking the monotony of the highly structured camp, Simone and her friend skip school to enjoy one of the last nice days of fall. An afternoon game leads them to a new part of the forest, uncovering more than they expected. All thoughts of protection and rules are shattered by the appearance of the ivory tower. A tower riddled with a history of danger and death.
When her friend shows up with a bruised face and thinly veiled threats, Simone has to decide how much she is willing to risk to find out the truth of the tower.
Review: 4.5 Stars Let's start with the criticism, shall we? The Ivory Tower is too short! I know what you're thinking...
(But it's a short story, you weirdo!)
Yes! I know that! Just let me whine for a bit...because I want more! Give us more, Kirstin Pulioff!
Ok, I suppose that statement isn't so critical once you understand why I felt that way. The story was captivating and suspenseful. I was on the edge of my seat the entire time as I tried to figure out the secrets of the Ivory Tower with Simone.
The imagery of the story pulls you in, clutches you, and doesn't let go.
Simone is headstrong and curious and doesn't heed the warnings of her best friend as she tries to figure out why the Ivory Tower is off limits and so mysterious. In this dystopian world of orphans, forced factory work, rations, and surveillance by guards, one wonders what the leadership is hiding.
Once I found out the secret, I was a bit disappointed? Why? Read it and find out. The twisty tale is sure to leave you breathless.
Approaching Humanity- Review
After releasing a book of short stories, independent author Luke Wood returns to poetry with his strongest release to date Approaching Humanity. It doesn't matter how hard we fall as long as we can pick ourselves up at the end of the day. Whether it's our flaws ("Flawed"), our imperfections ("Porcelain"), or even our dark thoughts ("To the Brain"). We just need to remain clear headed ("Seeking Clarity") and keep moving on ("Road to Recovery").
Review: 4.5 Stars
Approaching Humanity is a powerful compilation of poems. Lyrical, profound, and raw, I found myself moved by many of the poems in this book.
Luke Wood is eloquent and captures an array of emotions that will leave the reader captivated. I wouldn't be surprised if some of the poems became songs at some point.
Excellent work!
October 8, 2013
Siren Suicides!! Book Blast!!
SIREN SUICIDES by, Ksenia Anske
Siren Suicides, I Chose to Die (Book 1): On a rainy September morning that just so happens to be her sixteenth birthday, Ailen Bright, a chicken-legged, straw-haired teenager, decides to commit suicide via drowning in the family bathtub. The ornate marble tub, adhering to her abusive father's love for anything expensive and Italian, is decorated by five sirens - who seemingly help her escape the house when her father breaks down the bathroom door. After an almost-successful suicide attempt number two, which lands her at the bottom of a lake, she learns that sirens are, in fact, real, and they want to turn her into one of them. An amazing, yet dark look into the mind and heart of a suicidal teenager, this urban fantasy follows Ailen's struggle to figure out the meaning of life, the unraveling of her confusing feelings for her theatrically goofy best friend Hunter, and her desperate battle for her father's love.
Review: "I CHOSE TO DIE, the first book in Ksenia Anske's SIREN SUICIDES series, was such a non-stop rush, I literally could not put it down—I was completely sucked in, and had to see what was going to happen next!
Written in the real-time constant flow of Ailen Bright's sixteenth birthday day, I CHOSE TO DIE offers a thrilling and quite unique portrayal of mythological sirens. Plop them in the water of the modern world, and get ready to hit the ground running!
I can't wait to read the next two books and find out more about these creatures Ms. Anske has gifted us with!"
Siren Suicides, My Sisters in Death (Book 2): In the second installment of the Siren Suicides trilogy, Ailen Bright finds herself in a sticky situation. Her new supernatural abilities haven't solved anything - in fact, they've royally messed up her life. She can't be with the one person she loves (though her self-control is wavering by the second), her old, well-dressed dog of a father hasn't learned any new tricks, and her supposed siren sister doesn't seem to have her best interests at heart. A pawn in the game between her father and the Siren of Canosa, Ailen is constantly searching for her next move. Through all the hardships, however, Ailen's self-doubt begins to dissipate as she comes to accept her new identity.
Review: "Happy to say that I still enjoy the story and the characters immensely. I often felt that the main character was frustrating and stubborn in her refusal to show any real growth, but was rewarded in earnest in the last three chapters. I look forward to finishing the series and seeing how it will all turn out in the end."
Siren Suicides, The Afterlife (Book 3): Ailen Bright is more lost than ever. Her father has betrayed her yet again, but keeps her longing for his love alive with some almost-heartfelt confessions, though few and far between. She and Hunter can never be together without fighting the urge to strangle each other with their bare hands. And to top it off, two-faced Canosa won't leave her alone. Her resolve to do the right thing is wavering as she tries to protect the ones she loves, simultaneously searching for a reason to keep on living, and the final chapter of Siren Suicides comes to a tumultuous close, bringing death, life, and love.
Review: "I loved all three of these books but I did find the ending a little cliché. However, it worked as it showed how death isn't the answer to running from your troubles."
Read an excerpt from Chapter 1 of SIREN SUICIDES. Read how I came up with SIREN SUICIDES story idea.
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Siren Suicides, I Chose to Die (Book 1): On a rainy September morning that just so happens to be her sixteenth birthday, Ailen Bright, a chicken-legged, straw-haired teenager, decides to commit suicide via drowning in the family bathtub. The ornate marble tub, adhering to her abusive father's love for anything expensive and Italian, is decorated by five sirens - who seemingly help her escape the house when her father breaks down the bathroom door. After an almost-successful suicide attempt number two, which lands her at the bottom of a lake, she learns that sirens are, in fact, real, and they want to turn her into one of them. An amazing, yet dark look into the mind and heart of a suicidal teenager, this urban fantasy follows Ailen's struggle to figure out the meaning of life, the unraveling of her confusing feelings for her theatrically goofy best friend Hunter, and her desperate battle for her father's love.
Review: "I CHOSE TO DIE, the first book in Ksenia Anske's SIREN SUICIDES series, was such a non-stop rush, I literally could not put it down—I was completely sucked in, and had to see what was going to happen next!
Written in the real-time constant flow of Ailen Bright's sixteenth birthday day, I CHOSE TO DIE offers a thrilling and quite unique portrayal of mythological sirens. Plop them in the water of the modern world, and get ready to hit the ground running!
I can't wait to read the next two books and find out more about these creatures Ms. Anske has gifted us with!"
Siren Suicides, My Sisters in Death (Book 2): In the second installment of the Siren Suicides trilogy, Ailen Bright finds herself in a sticky situation. Her new supernatural abilities haven't solved anything - in fact, they've royally messed up her life. She can't be with the one person she loves (though her self-control is wavering by the second), her old, well-dressed dog of a father hasn't learned any new tricks, and her supposed siren sister doesn't seem to have her best interests at heart. A pawn in the game between her father and the Siren of Canosa, Ailen is constantly searching for her next move. Through all the hardships, however, Ailen's self-doubt begins to dissipate as she comes to accept her new identity. Review: "Happy to say that I still enjoy the story and the characters immensely. I often felt that the main character was frustrating and stubborn in her refusal to show any real growth, but was rewarded in earnest in the last three chapters. I look forward to finishing the series and seeing how it will all turn out in the end."
Siren Suicides, The Afterlife (Book 3): Ailen Bright is more lost than ever. Her father has betrayed her yet again, but keeps her longing for his love alive with some almost-heartfelt confessions, though few and far between. She and Hunter can never be together without fighting the urge to strangle each other with their bare hands. And to top it off, two-faced Canosa won't leave her alone. Her resolve to do the right thing is wavering as she tries to protect the ones she loves, simultaneously searching for a reason to keep on living, and the final chapter of Siren Suicides comes to a tumultuous close, bringing death, life, and love.
Review: "I loved all three of these books but I did find the ending a little cliché. However, it worked as it showed how death isn't the answer to running from your troubles."
Read an excerpt from Chapter 1 of SIREN SUICIDES. Read how I came up with SIREN SUICIDES story idea.
Website
Waiting- a poem
Waiting
K.N. Le e
Waiting For the right time
Tick tock
Take a moment
Sip some tea
Watch the clockWaitingFor the moment
While your brain
Screams out in shame
Tick
Tock...Crushed souls
And hearts broken The words are dangerousBut they need to be spokenReleasing feelings Emptying thine heartMaking room for something newBut unsure of how to start
Waiting is for weaklings
Smash that clock to bits
There is no time for waiting
Gather your belongings
And your wits
Waiting
Why?
Aren't you tired...
Of waiting?
Get up
Clutch that courage
With chin held highYour time is upAnd you know why...
K.N. Le e
Waiting For the right time
Tick tock
Take a moment
Sip some tea
Watch the clockWaitingFor the moment
While your brain
Screams out in shame
Tick
Tock...Crushed souls
And hearts broken The words are dangerousBut they need to be spokenReleasing feelings Emptying thine heartMaking room for something newBut unsure of how to start
Waiting is for weaklings
Smash that clock to bits
There is no time for waiting
Gather your belongings
And your wits
Waiting
Why?
Aren't you tired...
Of waiting?
Get up
Clutch that courage
With chin held highYour time is upAnd you know why...
The Child of the Wood- writing prompt
The Child of the Wood is waiting. There are signs that something evil is coming. Something that threatens the wood and it's secret clan of mythical creatures. What is it that the child is waiting for?
October 7, 2013
You Left Me Broken- a poem
You Left Me Broken
K.N. Lee
I want to call youBut you won't be thereI want to kiss youHug youSmell your hair
I wish I had the chanceTo sing the bitter blues awayOpen my eyes from beside youAnd welcome yet another day
I want to see youTouch youTaste your lips againThese pictures The ones of you and ISmilingCrumple on the floorBroken promisesAnd faded memoriesI wish we could make more
You chose to leaveLike a cowardA thiefStealing my feelingsAnd leaving me bleedingTears of regretAnd words of hateDrip like acidBurning holes in my soulAnd leaving me bare And cold
A love lostA life stolenYou chose to leaveYou left me broken
I want to call youBut you won't be thereI want to kiss youHug youSmell your hair
I wish I had the chanceTo sing the bitter blues awayOpen my eyes from beside youAnd welcome yet another day
I want to see youTouch youTaste your lips againThese pictures The ones of you and ISmilingCrumple on the floorBroken promisesAnd faded memoriesI wish we could make more
You chose to leaveLike a cowardA thiefStealing my feelingsAnd leaving me bleedingTears of regretAnd words of hateDrip like acidBurning holes in my soulAnd leaving me bare And cold
A love lostA life stolenYou chose to leaveYou left me broken
October 6, 2013
The Chronicles of Koa **Final Blog Tour Stop**
And now...the moment you've all been waiting for...an exclusive look at Lyrinian Blade (The Chronicles of Koa #2) An excerpt. Enjoy. ;)
W
ith each sunrise and sunset, Eunju thought of the daughter that she had lost. Tears soaked her cheeks. Only days had passed and nothing could dull the heartache. Nothing could soothe her fears and worry for her only child.As she looked out the window at the sky, the sun vanished behind the mountains in the distance. Atticus. She could feel his presence. He was returning, and she knew he would be returning alone. Koa was trapped in the Netherworld, for all eternity.Eunju balled up her fist and pounded the glass of the window. She pressed her forehead against the cool glass and squeezed her eyes shut. Too many emotions. Too much anger. Eunju feared what would happen if Atticus came to her now. She feared what she might do to the vampire king that had taken her daughter from her. She had fallen in love with him, but none of that mattered when it came to the love she had for her daughter.“Calm down, Eunju,” she whispered to herself in a soft voice. She took a deep breath. Air sparked around her. Green and gold sparks crackled around her. She opened her eyes. Her vision was blurred by shadows. She bit her lip and sucked in more air.The sound of the doorman opening the door for her husband made her heart thump. Eunju needed to control herself. She didn’t want to hurt Atticus. She didn’t think anyone could harm that powerful man, but she knew that she could. No one was safe from her power. No man or creature. It was her blessing. It was her curse. Eunju loosened her fists and instead smoothed her long, black, hair and let out a long sigh. Some of the anger escaped with the air from her lips. The sparks faded into the air and all was quiet, except for the sound of Atticus’s footsteps coming up the main staircase of the manor. Eunju fixed the collar of her white buttoned shirt and smoothed her gray skirt. She wiped her cheeks of tears and turned to face her husband. She looked at him and knew that she could not be angry at him anymore. She held her breath when she looked upon his face. He looked tired. There wasn’t an ounce of vigor in his eyes. She knew then, that he was as depressed about the loss of Koa as she was. After all, it wasn’t his idea. It was that angel’s. Halston. He had devised this plan. Eunju hoped she could trust him.Before Eunju could stop herself, she was running to Atticus. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sobbed into his chest. He put both arms around her small body and lifted her into a tight embrace. He sucked in a breath and buried his face in her hair.“My raven-haired queen…I’m sorry,” Atticus said in a cracked voice. Eunju sucked up her tears and looked into his face. She wrapped her legs around his body and held on. “No pet names today, Atticus. It will not work. Tell me what you’ve done.”Margot, the housekeeper peeked into the library. “Do you need anything madam?”Eunju shook her head, but kept her eyes locked on her husband’s face.“And you monsieur?”“We’re fine, Margot, please leave us.”Margot nodded, bowed, and closed the door softly behind her.Eunju held his face in both of her hands. Her brows furrowed. “What happened? Tell me everything.”Atticus carried her over to the sitting area, by Koa’s writing desk. This was Koa’s favorite room in the entire manor. Eunju pictured Koa sitting in that mahogany chair with her feet crossed on the desk before her, and her face in a large book.Atticus put Eunju down on the ivory chaise lounge and sat beside her. Eunju could still smell the Netherworld on him. Coal, embers, and a scent that she couldn’t describe, but knew it only to be a Netherworld smell. Eunju wanted scrub that scent off of him. She didn’t want to think about that horrible place.He wiped his face and shrugged. He was completely beaten down. There wasn’t a shred of happiness in his green eyes. There was no doubt that he loved Koa as much as she did. That comforted Eunju. Eunju sat up straight and folded her hands on her knees, waiting. Atticus sighed and clasped his hands. “I did everything like I was told. I took her to the Netherworld, presented her as agreed, and…”Eunju frowned. “And what?”Atticus looked away. “And King Greggan married her.”Eunju shot to her feet. “What?”Sparks.Atticus slowly stood. He held his hands out, urging Eunju to calm down. Eunju narrowed her eyes. “What?” Her hair blew back as the sparks crackled all around. Atticus gulped and backed away. “Darling,” he said softly. “You must calm yourself.”Eunju knelt and held a hand out. “Why did you give my daughter to that bastard?”Atticus’s voice wavered. “I didn’t have a choice.”“I agreed to her marriage to the young prince. Not to the very vampire that started this war.”Atticus’s eyebrows rose. He looked up.Eunju didn’t realize that she was floating. She didn’t care.“My love, come back down to me. Let’s talk about this calmly.”Eunju shot a green glow, grabbed him with it, and pulled him into the air. Her face was twisted in rage. Atticus was shaking.“You bring my daughter back or I will banish you all.”Atticus reached a hand out to her. She growled and used the green glow to toss him into a corner. All the tenderness and love in the world could not calm a mother fearful for their child. Atticus was on his feet in an instant. He did not run, like she expected him to. She glared at him from under her brows. “Eunju, listen.” He spoke calmer than she’d expected considering she’d just thrown him…a vampire king…like a piece of rubbish across the room. He knew the extent of her power, and still, he stayed.“It did not matter which of them she married. It is not meant to last. Halston has a plan, and I trust him.”“If that vile creature touches my daughter…”Atticus nodded. “Yes, I know! I thought of that too. And so Halston helped Jax acquire a potion from the Alchemist.”Eunju frowned. “What kind of potion?” She began to slowly lower herself to the floor.“One that will keep Greggan from touching Koa. He will never have her in the way he intends. It will give Halston enough time to execute the plan.”Eunju landed softly on her feet. The carpet was soft beneath her bare feet, but it was warm, heated from her power. She closed her eyes and stretched her neck. The sparks faded, and her blurred vision subsided.She calmly sat down, crossed her legs, and looked across the room to Atticus. “Go on. Tell me everything.”
Follow the clues! Check out each Blog Tour stop!! Lions & Lambs: First three chapters Morgan Jane's Books: An interview with author, K.N. LeeKatie's Corner: Teen ReviewThomas Ray Manning: TOP SECRET "leaked files" Michael Sci Fan: An exclusive look at the villains of Lyrinian Blade
The Chronicles of Koa: Netherworld Available for $2.99 on Amazon! Sale ends 10/6 at 11:59pm est!
W
ith each sunrise and sunset, Eunju thought of the daughter that she had lost. Tears soaked her cheeks. Only days had passed and nothing could dull the heartache. Nothing could soothe her fears and worry for her only child.As she looked out the window at the sky, the sun vanished behind the mountains in the distance. Atticus. She could feel his presence. He was returning, and she knew he would be returning alone. Koa was trapped in the Netherworld, for all eternity.Eunju balled up her fist and pounded the glass of the window. She pressed her forehead against the cool glass and squeezed her eyes shut. Too many emotions. Too much anger. Eunju feared what would happen if Atticus came to her now. She feared what she might do to the vampire king that had taken her daughter from her. She had fallen in love with him, but none of that mattered when it came to the love she had for her daughter.“Calm down, Eunju,” she whispered to herself in a soft voice. She took a deep breath. Air sparked around her. Green and gold sparks crackled around her. She opened her eyes. Her vision was blurred by shadows. She bit her lip and sucked in more air.The sound of the doorman opening the door for her husband made her heart thump. Eunju needed to control herself. She didn’t want to hurt Atticus. She didn’t think anyone could harm that powerful man, but she knew that she could. No one was safe from her power. No man or creature. It was her blessing. It was her curse. Eunju loosened her fists and instead smoothed her long, black, hair and let out a long sigh. Some of the anger escaped with the air from her lips. The sparks faded into the air and all was quiet, except for the sound of Atticus’s footsteps coming up the main staircase of the manor. Eunju fixed the collar of her white buttoned shirt and smoothed her gray skirt. She wiped her cheeks of tears and turned to face her husband. She looked at him and knew that she could not be angry at him anymore. She held her breath when she looked upon his face. He looked tired. There wasn’t an ounce of vigor in his eyes. She knew then, that he was as depressed about the loss of Koa as she was. After all, it wasn’t his idea. It was that angel’s. Halston. He had devised this plan. Eunju hoped she could trust him.Before Eunju could stop herself, she was running to Atticus. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sobbed into his chest. He put both arms around her small body and lifted her into a tight embrace. He sucked in a breath and buried his face in her hair.“My raven-haired queen…I’m sorry,” Atticus said in a cracked voice. Eunju sucked up her tears and looked into his face. She wrapped her legs around his body and held on. “No pet names today, Atticus. It will not work. Tell me what you’ve done.”Margot, the housekeeper peeked into the library. “Do you need anything madam?”Eunju shook her head, but kept her eyes locked on her husband’s face.“And you monsieur?”“We’re fine, Margot, please leave us.”Margot nodded, bowed, and closed the door softly behind her.Eunju held his face in both of her hands. Her brows furrowed. “What happened? Tell me everything.”Atticus carried her over to the sitting area, by Koa’s writing desk. This was Koa’s favorite room in the entire manor. Eunju pictured Koa sitting in that mahogany chair with her feet crossed on the desk before her, and her face in a large book.Atticus put Eunju down on the ivory chaise lounge and sat beside her. Eunju could still smell the Netherworld on him. Coal, embers, and a scent that she couldn’t describe, but knew it only to be a Netherworld smell. Eunju wanted scrub that scent off of him. She didn’t want to think about that horrible place.He wiped his face and shrugged. He was completely beaten down. There wasn’t a shred of happiness in his green eyes. There was no doubt that he loved Koa as much as she did. That comforted Eunju. Eunju sat up straight and folded her hands on her knees, waiting. Atticus sighed and clasped his hands. “I did everything like I was told. I took her to the Netherworld, presented her as agreed, and…”Eunju frowned. “And what?”Atticus looked away. “And King Greggan married her.”Eunju shot to her feet. “What?”Sparks.Atticus slowly stood. He held his hands out, urging Eunju to calm down. Eunju narrowed her eyes. “What?” Her hair blew back as the sparks crackled all around. Atticus gulped and backed away. “Darling,” he said softly. “You must calm yourself.”Eunju knelt and held a hand out. “Why did you give my daughter to that bastard?”Atticus’s voice wavered. “I didn’t have a choice.”“I agreed to her marriage to the young prince. Not to the very vampire that started this war.”Atticus’s eyebrows rose. He looked up.Eunju didn’t realize that she was floating. She didn’t care.“My love, come back down to me. Let’s talk about this calmly.”Eunju shot a green glow, grabbed him with it, and pulled him into the air. Her face was twisted in rage. Atticus was shaking.“You bring my daughter back or I will banish you all.”Atticus reached a hand out to her. She growled and used the green glow to toss him into a corner. All the tenderness and love in the world could not calm a mother fearful for their child. Atticus was on his feet in an instant. He did not run, like she expected him to. She glared at him from under her brows. “Eunju, listen.” He spoke calmer than she’d expected considering she’d just thrown him…a vampire king…like a piece of rubbish across the room. He knew the extent of her power, and still, he stayed.“It did not matter which of them she married. It is not meant to last. Halston has a plan, and I trust him.”“If that vile creature touches my daughter…”Atticus nodded. “Yes, I know! I thought of that too. And so Halston helped Jax acquire a potion from the Alchemist.”Eunju frowned. “What kind of potion?” She began to slowly lower herself to the floor.“One that will keep Greggan from touching Koa. He will never have her in the way he intends. It will give Halston enough time to execute the plan.”Eunju landed softly on her feet. The carpet was soft beneath her bare feet, but it was warm, heated from her power. She closed her eyes and stretched her neck. The sparks faded, and her blurred vision subsided.She calmly sat down, crossed her legs, and looked across the room to Atticus. “Go on. Tell me everything.”
Follow the clues! Check out each Blog Tour stop!! Lions & Lambs: First three chapters Morgan Jane's Books: An interview with author, K.N. LeeKatie's Corner: Teen ReviewThomas Ray Manning: TOP SECRET "leaked files" Michael Sci Fan: An exclusive look at the villains of Lyrinian Blade
The Chronicles of Koa: Netherworld Available for $2.99 on Amazon! Sale ends 10/6 at 11:59pm est!
October 5, 2013
Blog of Author Thomas R. Manning: Blog Tour Stop by Author K.N. Lee! Read the Leaked...
Blog of Author Thomas R. Manning: Blog Tour Stop by Author K.N. Lee! Read the Leaked...: Good afternoon! This weekend we have an outstanding blog post by author K.N. Lee of the Chronicles of Koa! I managed to bribe her with large...
