A Shard of Ice by Alivia Anders

THEIR SOULS, REAWAKENED.

When 13-year-old Lilix Morgan is found alive and floating on a bed of ice at sea, everyone counts it a miracle. Kidnapped nearly four weeks earlier, she remembers nothing of her mysterious abduction. When she tries to remember what happened, she hears only a melody – a faint and delicate set of notes, strung together in a tune she doesn’t understand.

THEIR POWER, UNMATCHED.

A year later and desperate to put the lingering nightmares of her past behind her, Lilix crosses the country to enroll at Baelmorte Academy, aiming to become the violinist she once dreamt of. Things seem to be finally going well, and Lilix settles into a routine of sheet music and inspiration among new friends.

Then the dreams start.

The melody and night terrors she thought she’d left behind return with a vengeance, threatening to ruin her fragile version of normalcy. Then an unlikely ally tells her that she isn’t alone. That there are others just like her, fighting to hide their own shocking truths from coming to light. That they know who she is, and what she’s been through. Now, accompanied by four other girls, Lilix discovers her nightmares are larger than a single trauma; they’re a window to a hidden part of her soul, a place of immense power with a destiny that cannot be ignored.

THEIR BATTLE, IS ONLY BEGINNING.

With this knowledge comes a new and frightening reality. For Lilix has been reawakened to stop an age-old enemy, one thought to have been destroyed centuries ago. Trapped by her destiny, Lilix is torn between what feels right and what she remembers. Her memories tell her of a star-crossed love waiting to be reunited, of friendships and trust broken in the past. But can she save that love when reality brings her an enemy, and an evil that will be the undoing of them all if they don’t destroy it?

Cover Reveal! Dark Winter by John Hennessy

Romilly Winter is no ordinary heroine, just a reluctant one.

She has a gift. She can see the future. But can she see far enough? The world in which she lives is under attack – the dead are rising, and evil follows her at every turn.

Will she be able to save herself – and the world?

From the Diary of Romilly Winter, October 14th.

“I’ve had two years to prepare for this. In that time, I have never told a soul. Of course, my Nan knew. She’d bequeathed me the mirror, after all. Now, maybe tonight, tomorrow, in a few days, the event that I don’t want to happen with all my heart, will come to pass. I’m not ready. I know I’m not ready, and yet, it will happen nonetheless.

Nan had this thing in her possession for nearly seventy years. She had told me I simply had to be at Rosewinter, prior to my sixteenth birthday no matter what objections my parents raised. She said I was ‘special’, and was the only one equipped to deal with what was coming.

The problem is, I don’t feel special, I just feel … different, and in all probability, that isn’t going to be good enough.

In just two days time, I will be sixteen years old, and if anything my Nan said is remotely true, I will be lucky to survive that long ….”

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Because of Lucy
by Lisa Swallow

Publication: August 28th, 2013 by Limitless Publishing LLC

Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance

Ness’s parents are shocked when she turns down her place at Leeds University and takes on a full-time job in a call center. Determined to begin her adult life the way she wants, Ness moves to Leeds to live with her best friend Abby.

One night she meets Evan, who is everything she hates about guys. He may be hot but he’s also drunken, arrogant, and on top of that, he apparently has sex with girls and forgets about it. But Evan isn’t what he seems and Ness soon discovers they have more in common than she thought.

Evan is struggling to escape from his past too, and when Lucy appears she threatens his new relationship with Ness. Unsure if she can deal with the effect Lucy has on Evan, Ness makes a decision about her future which pulls them apart.

When their new lives don’t go as planned, Ness and Evan are both faced with difficult choices.

All because of Lucy …

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I side step the sink and turn. A guy leans against the doorframe, trying to appear nonchalant but his slackened stance indicates he’s attempting to keep himself upright. His brown hair is longer at the front and spills into his face, and unfocused brown eyes appear to be looking in my direction. He’s one of the regulars. I don’t pay a lot of attention, but he’s a good-looking guy and they never go unnoticed.

“Yes?” I snap. I’m so not in the mood.

His eyes sweep my figure. Unbelievable … I straighten my sleeves and look at him with an eyebrow raised.

“Are you Abby’s housemate?”

“Who are you?”

“Evan.” He rubs his nose. “You’re not a student?”

“Correct, I am the one not lying in a drunken haze on the floor contemplating my navel.”

Evan takes a step forward, steadying himself with one hand as my witty repartee sails over his head. “Why?”

“Why am I not on the floor pissed?”

“Why aren’t you a student?”

“Because I work instead.”

“Hmm.” He pauses and grasps onto the sink, searching for a glass. I pass him the spare one. “Did you fail?”

“Fail what?”

Evan fills the glass. “Or are you just not smart enough for uni? What is it you do?” He gulps the water in three mouthfuls then wipes his mouth with his hand.

Arrogant wanker.

“That’s right, I’m not smart enough. I’m living with Abby until I can find a nice man to marry then I can have 2.4 kids and a house in the suburbs. Because, as I’m not a student, I have no future.”

Evan leans against the sink. “Fair enough.”

Oh my god he believes me. How pissed is he exactly? “So, you think anyone who doesn’t go to university is inferior to you?” I demand.

I’ve seen her friends looking down their noses at me. Inverted snobbery. On top of that, the locals hate students and the students hate locals. I’m neither. I can’t win.

We’re close now and he stinks of alcohol and pot, a faint hint of deodorant lingering on his clothes. Evan’s T-shirt has come untucked and rides up as he leans against the sink. He’s toned, evidently works out. I can’t help myself, I check him out. Beneath his curls he has deep brown eyes. Incoherent eyes. I hate to admit, but something about him is seriously sexy.

Even if he is a dick.

“Well, if you’ll excuse me,” I say.

He sniggers.

“What’s funny?”

“You sound like the Queen.”

Not this again. I get enough crap at work. I move from Cheltenham to Yorkshire and suddenly I’m ‘stuck up home counties girl’.

I don’t dignify his comment with an answer and turn away from him, and walk out of the kitchen.

“Want me to get the guy out of your bed?” he calls after me.

I stop and look round. “You know him?”

“I could replace him.”

My mouth drops open at his arrogance. An attempt at a flirtatious smile plays around his lips but the unfocused eyes kill the effect he’s trying to achieve. He’s serious. I imagine he has a ready supply of eager girls. No surprise with a body and looks like his, such a shame he needs a personality transplant.

I step towards him. “Evan. I am not pissed. Nor are you getting into my bed. Good night.”

Feeling happy with my retort, I saunter towards the stairs. Behind me, Evan impersonates my sentence with an exaggerated posh accent.

It’s a good thing that I’m sober otherwise I’d go back there and punch him.


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Lisa writes romance and is currently working on a series of new adult paranormal romance novels, the first book, Soul Ties, was published in July 2013. She also writes new adult contemporary – Because of Lucy was released August 2013.

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Welcome to the cover reveal for:

(Un)Wise
by Melissa Haag
Judgement of the Six #3

YA Paranormal Romance

The dreams start, and Bethi’s very normal life goes down the toilet. She soon realizes the dreams are actually memories from past lives … and not just hers. She sees the lives of other women like her.

The recalled memories follow the same terrifying pattern: Dog-men chase her, and she sees her eventual tormented death. Learning from the past, Bethi sets out to find a way to live this time around. The dreams hint at an answer.

She needs to be strong enough to find it or die … again.

** The third installment of the Judgement of the Six answers questions, questions answers, and risks the fate of the world. **

Expected Publication: November 27th, 2013

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Sneak peek into (Un)wise

I woke with a start, the terror of the dream still gripping me. Sweat coated my face and my soaked shirt clung to my skin as I looked around the room. My room. Safe. I let out a shaky breath trying to process that the dream had been a product of my imagination, nothing more.

The alarm clock next to my bed flashed just after five am, but it felt like I hadn’t slept at all.

Kicking off the covers, I stood and stepped over the clothes scattered on the floor, making my way to the bathroom. Scrubbing my hands over my face, I leaned against the sink and studied myself in the mirror.

Dark strands of hair stuck to my glistening pale face, an unnatural flush on my cheeks the only splash of color. Even my lips, usually a warm full pink, matched the surrounding skin, colorless. Glassy bloodshot eyes, too wide and filled with lingering panic, stared back at me.

I took a deep, unsteady breath. It wasn’t real. I’m still me. I let my breath out slowly with a self-depreciating laugh. I looked like crap. Great way to start my senior year. I needed a shower.

Feeling the cotton sweep against my skin as I stripped off my T-shirt, I recalled the very real brush of fur hides against my legs. The vivid details of the dream continued to swirl in my head as I stepped into the shower. The clarity, the complete depth of reality, scared me. It felt less like a dream and more like a memory … from an era long past, seen through the eyes of a woman who wasn’t me.

She wore animal skins and stood outside her mud and grass hut. Other huts surrounded hers. The heavily clouded sky cast a grey gloom on the primitive village. Fear swelled within her. Her fear filled me as if it were my own. I saw what she saw. I was her … yet not.

People ran past her, sprinting between huts, terror in their eyes. Her stomach turned sour with panic. Our vision suddenly changed. The world disappeared, replaced by nothing but tiny sparks floating in a vast darkness. The sparks moved, flying past us in time with the sound of running feet. After a moment, I understood what we saw.

We had an amazing ability that enabled us to see the location of people. The sparks shrank in size as the view expanded. Not just the location of those around us, but anywhere in the world. We focused on the immediate area worried about our family, using our gift to try to find them. We ran to check each spark. The tang of smoke drifted in the air. Our despair grew and we ran faster.

All of the tiny sparks looked the same, making it difficult to find the right ones. Too soon an orange glow illuminated the dark sky. Smoke burned our eyes and nose.

Close by, a different color appeared in our mind. Panic flared within us when we spotted the blue-grey sparks. We stopped running and stood still for a few seconds, terror squeezing the acrid air from our lungs. One heartbeattwowe hesitated. Despairing over our family, we spun away from the unique sparks. Our heart clenched and tears clogged our throat. We left behind those we loved, hearing their dying screams as we ran.

The smoke masked our direction until the yawning abyss of open air loomed before us. Skidding to a halt at the edge of the cliff near our village, we watched dirt tumble over the ledge. We leaned forward, peering over at the broken rocks below. Hopelessness and despair filled us. There was no escape. Her thoughts filled me. Die as they had or die my own way? She continued to stare at the rocks below as she made up her mind.

I struggled to separate myself from her, to scream at her to stop, but inside her own mind she couldn’t hear me.

We glanced over our shoulder and saw a huge beast running at us. A strange calm filled us. I finally understood the fear.

It looked like a wolf on steroids and had blood covering its muzzle. As we watched, it changed midstride from beast to man, never pausing.

We turned and flung ourselves from the cliff. As we fell, we twisted midair to look back at the fate we’d escaped. The man stood naked at the cliff’s edge, blood smeared across his face. He yelled in a language I couldn’t understand, but she did. He cursed us, saying they would never give up. They would wait as many cycles as it took until we were all theirs.

I’d woken before she hit the ground, but the fear, the feeling of freefalling, the willingness to die rather than to fall into the hands of that thing… it all stayed with me.

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Touch, released in January 2013, is her first published novel. Hope(less), the first book in the Judgement of the Six series released in March 2013, is her second published work.

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Sex Snob
by Elizabeth Hayley
Genre: Adult Romantic Comedy

Twenty-nine year old wild, carefree, and brutally sarcastic Amanda Bishop thought her three rules for dating would weed out unworthy suitors. And they did. Until she met Shane Reed, her smart-ass, sexy-as-sin CrossFit coach who pushes all her buttons. He’s the man she loves to hate. But when the hate begins to ebb away, and is replaced by feelings she can’t handle, Amanda hides behind her rules. Will the electric chemistry she feels with Shane allow her to get beyond a painful past, or will she push him away with her rules? Rules that make her the ultimate Sex Snob.

** Sex Snob is a spin-off of Pieces of Perfect but can be read as a stand-alone novel. **

Expected Publication: November 21st, 2013

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Chapter 1: CrossFit with Shane

I began to stretch as I watched the previous class finish up. From the look of the sweat-drenched participants, today was going to suck hardcore. As I watched the group strain to do their final round of burpees, my eyes fell on him.

Coach Shane. What a class A prick. “Come on, chests on the floor,” he yelled at the expiring exercisers.

This was what I hated most about this place. Shane Fucking Reed. He was a cocky son of a bitch who had made it his goal in life to irritate the hell out of me. In the three months I’d been a member here, he has never failed to make some flippant, antagonizing remark during my workouts with him.

My mind wandered as I thought about how lucky he was that he was so gorgeous because his personality was really shitty. He was at least six feet tall, maybe taller, with light blond hair and dazzling blue eyes. And he was fucking ripped. Adonis himself would be jealous of Shane’s body. He was lean, but every part of his body rippled with muscle. If he could only have been born a mute, he’d be absolutely perfect.

“You here to daydream or are you going to actually try to keep up with the workout today?” Shane’s words screeched through my fantasy like fingernails on a chalkboard.

“If you weren’t so goddamn boring, maybe I’d be more attentive,” I shot back.

“You talk a big game, Bishop. Too bad your body can’t back all that smack up,” Shane yelled over his shoulder as he headed for the gym’s only office.

I shook my head as the previous class hobbled out the door.

“How was it?” I asked Lily, my roommate. She’s a teacher, so she was always able to make the earlier classes during the summer.

“How does it look like it was?” she replied as she held out her hands and spun around. Her tank top was drenched in sweat. Since the gym was in an old warehouse, it didn’t have air conditioning, and the late August air was oppressive.

“Awesome,” I muttered. Not only had I barely dragged myself here, but I hated when Shane saw me struggle. He got some sick, twisted satisfaction from it I’m sure.

“I’ll see you at home,” Lily said as she walked toward the cubbies where we stored our keys and other personal items. She took two steps, and then turned back toward me. “By the way,” she motioned with her head toward the office, “he’s an even bigger dick than usual today.”

“Fantastic. He probably got shot down by a flock of sex-starved virgins last night or something,” I replied.

Lily laughed loudly as Shane emerged from the office and walked toward us.

“What’s funny? Amanda’s love handles?” Shane smirked as he stopped in front of me, blocking Lily from my view.

“Interesting. That brings up a question I’ve been pondering. Since you’re in such great shape, what does your boyfriend hold onto when he’s plowing into you from behind?” I asked deadpan.
Lily leaned to the side, her mouth hanging open. She seemed surprised that I would say something like this. Hmm, I thought she knew me better.

I gazed curiously at him, as if I expected an answer.

Shane grunted out a harsh laugh. “Funny. We’ll see how much you’re laughing in an hour.” Then he walked away as though I was no longer worthy of his company.

I turned to Lily. “Was it something I said?” I asked her as my lips began to twitch from trying to suppress a smile.

“Just remember, I warned ya. Good luck,” she said as she shook her head and walked to retrieve her keys.

“Okay, everybody, let’s warm up. Kate, take them through it,” Shane ordered.

Kate was also a coach, though she never actually ran any of the classes. She usually helped monitor us as we went through the workout to make sure we were completing the movements with the correct form and weren’t fudging our counts. She was tall, maybe 5’10 and beautiful. She had the body of a fitness model with her shiny brown hair, flawless skin and washboard stomach. I desperately wanted to hate her, but I couldn’t. Truth was, she was incredibly personable and had a great sense of humor. And she often got stuck working with Shane. Poor girl. Though the way she looked at him sometimes made me wonder if there was something going on between them. And I can’t lie. The thought made me a tad bit envious.

Despite his being a total asshole, I would still like to ride him like a fucking cowgirl. I mean, I can’t ignore the fact that he is totally panty-dropping sexy. I have a very healthy libido, which keeps my mind permanently in the gutter, and I’m not ashamed of it in the least. I’m ever on the prowl for prospective men who look like they could give me a good dicking.

And if it weren’t for the fact that I’d never be able to look at myself in the mirror again, Shane would be at the top of my list.


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Elizabeth Hayley is actually “Elizabeth” and “Hayley,” two friends who love reading romance novels to obsessive levels. This mutual love prompted them to put their English degrees to good use by penning their own. The product is

Pieces of Perfect

, their debut novel. They learned a ton about one another through the process, like how they clearly share a brain and have a persistent need to text each other constantly (much to their husbands’ chagrin). They are currently getting ready to release

Sex Snob

, a novel centered around Lily’s roommate Amanda, and have also begun writing the sequel to

Pieces of Perfect

.

“Elizabeth” lives with her husband, one and a half year old daughter and nutjob of a dog. “Hayley” lives with her husband and her own crazy dog. They are about to adopt a newborn son in November. Elizabeth Hayley’s writing motto is best captured by the words of Patrick Dennis: “I always start with a clean piece of paper and a dirty mind.”

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Cover Reveal, Excerpt & Giveaway! (Un)wise by Melissa Haag

Welcome to the cover reveal for:

(Un)Wise
by Melissa Haag
Judgement of the Six #3

YA Paranormal Romance

The dreams start, and Bethi’s very normal life goes down the toilet. She soon realizes the dreams are actually memories from past lives … and not just hers. She sees the lives of other women like her.

The recalled memories follow the same terrifying pattern: Dog-men chase her, and she sees her eventual tormented death. Learning from the past, Bethi sets out to find a way to live this time around. The dreams hint at an answer.

She needs to be strong enough to find it or die … again.

** The third installment of the Judgement of the Six answers questions, questions answers, and risks the fate of the world. **

Expected Publication: November 27th, 2013

Cover designed by

Melissa Haag

Sneak peek into (Un)wise

I woke with a start, the terror of the dream still gripping me. Sweat coated my face and my soaked shirt clung to my skin as I looked around the room. My room. Safe. I let out a shaky breath trying to process that the dream had been a product of my imagination, nothing more.

The alarm clock next to my bed flashed just after five am, but it felt like I hadn’t slept at all.

Kicking off the covers, I stood and stepped over the clothes scattered on the floor, making my way to the bathroom. Scrubbing my hands over my face, I leaned against the sink and studied myself in the mirror.

Dark strands of hair stuck to my glistening pale face, an unnatural flush on my cheeks the only splash of color. Even my lips, usually a warm full pink, matched the surrounding skin, colorless. Glassy bloodshot eyes, too wide and filled with lingering panic, stared back at me.

I took a deep, unsteady breath. It wasn’t real. I’m still me. I let my breath out slowly with a self-depreciating laugh. I looked like crap. Great way to start my senior year. I needed a shower.

Feeling the cotton sweep against my skin as I stripped off my T-shirt, I recalled the very real brush of fur hides against my legs. The vivid details of the dream continued to swirl in my head as I stepped into the shower. The clarity, the complete depth of reality, scared me. It felt less like a dream and more like a memory … from an era long past, seen through the eyes of a woman who wasn’t me.

She wore animal skins and stood outside her mud and grass hut. Other huts surrounded hers. The heavily clouded sky cast a grey gloom on the primitive village. Fear swelled within her. Her fear filled me as if it were my own. I saw what she saw. I was her … yet not.

People ran past her, sprinting between huts, terror in their eyes. Her stomach turned sour with panic. Our vision suddenly changed. The world disappeared, replaced by nothing but tiny sparks floating in a vast darkness. The sparks moved, flying past us in time with the sound of running feet. After a moment, I understood what we saw.

We had an amazing ability that enabled us to see the location of people. The sparks shrank in size as the view expanded. Not just the location of those around us, but anywhere in the world. We focused on the immediate area worried about our family, using our gift to try to find them. We ran to check each spark. The tang of smoke drifted in the air. Our despair grew and we ran faster.

All of the tiny sparks looked the same, making it difficult to find the right ones. Too soon an orange glow illuminated the dark sky. Smoke burned our eyes and nose.

Close by, a different color appeared in our mind. Panic flared within us when we spotted the blue-grey sparks. We stopped running and stood still for a few seconds, terror squeezing the acrid air from our lungs. One heartbeattwowe hesitated. Despairing over our family, we spun away from the unique sparks. Our heart clenched and tears clogged our throat. We left behind those we loved, hearing their dying screams as we ran.

The smoke masked our direction until the yawning abyss of open air loomed before us. Skidding to a halt at the edge of the cliff near our village, we watched dirt tumble over the ledge. We leaned forward, peering over at the broken rocks below. Hopelessness and despair filled us. There was no escape. Her thoughts filled me. Die as they had or die my own way? She continued to stare at the rocks below as she made up her mind.

I struggled to separate myself from her, to scream at her to stop, but inside her own mind she couldn’t hear me.

We glanced over our shoulder and saw a huge beast running at us. A strange calm filled us. I finally understood the fear.

It looked like a wolf on steroids and had blood covering its muzzle. As we watched, it changed midstride from beast to man, never pausing.

We turned and flung ourselves from the cliff. As we fell, we twisted midair to look back at the fate we’d escaped. The man stood naked at the cliff’s edge, blood smeared across his face. He yelled in a language I couldn’t understand, but she did. He cursed us, saying they would never give up. They would wait as many cycles as it took until we were all theirs.

I’d woken before she hit the ground, but the fear, the feeling of freefalling, the willingness to die rather than to fall into the hands of that thing… it all stayed with me.

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Judgement of the Six

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Melissa Haag

lives in Wisconsin with her husband and three children. An avid reader she spent many hours curled in a comfortable chair flipping pages in her teens. She began writing a few years ago when some ideas just refused to be ignored any longer.

Touch, released in January 2013, is her first published novel. Hope(less), the first book in the Judgement of the Six series released in March 2013, is her second published work.

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Kiss the Sky by Krista & Becca Ritchie

Twenty-three-year-old fashion designer, Rose Calloway, has everything figured out. Well, except her boyfriend. Pretentious, gorgeous, smart-as-hell—Connor Cobalt wants to rule the world and that means collecting as many contacts as he can. But for Rose, “people-pleasing” is another word for “fake” and tensions begin to build the longer their relationship lasts.

With the stress of her struggling fashion line, Rose finds a solution in another guy. The only problem—he’s everything she dislikes in men. But he’s her last chance to save the failing company. Now she must use Connor’s “people-pleasing” tactics to impress a guy that rattles her nerves. Rose has confidence in herself, but she also knows her boyfriend thrives on competition. And Connor hates being runner-up. If he doesn’t bottle his pride, the cost could be her future career.

They want it all: wealth, love and success.

But when two ambitious individuals fight to be the best, someone is bound to come in second. After all, only one can kiss the sky.

The Silver Rift by Teal Haviland

Waiting on Wednesday is a weekly book meme hosted by Jill at Breaking the Spine,
spotlighting upcoming releases that we’re eagerly anticipating.

Raina’s pick this week:

The Silver Rift
by Teal Haviland

Expected publication: January 2014 by Embolden Press

Genre: Fantasy

More than a young woman. More than a warrior. And more like those she wants revenge on than she cares to face.

Why I’m waiting: First, I love the cover. Second, a warrior female who may be a little more villainous? Yes, please! The tiny blurb makes me even more curious, and because of this unedited sneak peek found on Goodreads …

I feel my fingers quiver as I hold the arrow that’s pulled back in my bow. The string of the bow is pulling back, insistently, wanting me to set free the arrow onto my target. It isn’t the tension that I am struggling with, though. I have grown strong in the years since Tassus took over my world, so I am not too weak to hold its place.

It’s his eyes.

The eyes of the man who thinks I am about to take his life. They are young eyes—grey, unimpressive. They aren’t pleading with me to spare his life, as I think they should.

He wants to die.

The anger and disgust over the realization about his desire to die is why I am shaking. I want to kill him just as much as I have wanted to kill all the others, but I won’t take this man’s life. Not today. Not unless he gives me a real reason.

Other than my fingers and the line they are holding, shaking from my dueling desires to end this man or let him live on, the red and yellow leaves being taken from trees by wind and our chests from laboring lungs are the only things moving.

I can’t be sure something else isn’t lurking — hunting — in the thick of the woods, though.

The thought makes me shift my eyes to my surroundings, trying to see through the cover caused by pine branches reaching and crossing with their neighbor’s. It’s as though the trees enjoy the game the Rift play and want to enable them. I know I won’t be able to see the Rift until they are ready to be seen though, so I give the thief my attention once again.

I chased him up this hill and half way back down the other side before I was close enough to lunge, taking him down without much fight. I thought it had been too easy, and I am now sure the reason why is because he wanted me to close the distance between us.

I relax my arms and bow the same moment I release a frustrated sigh. His eyes suddenly turn questioning, but I give him no words. Instead, I stare at him for a moment and consider that, although his eyes are not noteworthy, he is a strong man—at least in body.

Shame . . .

It doesn’t matter how strong his body is, especially if his mind can’t bear the weight of the mental and emotional burden this world puts on any who live in it. I lean down and pick up the pouch of dried meat he’d taken from my camp while I was gathering water for the next part of my journey—the part I am most concerned about, and looking forward to. I need the meat if I am going to survive, and unlike him, I want to. Not because I love what my life has become since Tassus unleashed misery on my lands, but because I want to see his blood spill from his heart after I pull my knife from his chest—turning his silver robe crimson.

As I turn to leave I hear a huff escape him. The sound is almost pleasing, reminding me for a moment that I am still human, too. I haven’t encountered another human in weeks; as I am purposely staying off the paths most take. Most don’t care if they are seen by other people, and would rather face one of their own kind than any of the Rift.

Most aren’t me. I’ll take my chances with Tassus’s army.

“Wait!” he calls to me.

I’m moving away swiftly. I have my mother’s long legs that I inherited to thank for the ground I can cover with each stride.

And . . . that’s not all I inherited, I think with a worried brow.

I hear him moving his body to stand as his cloth pants disturb the dirt and rock of the parched ground, and then quick footfalls approaching. The sound of my knife leaving the sheath strapped to my thigh, as forged steel scrapes leather, then a quick inhale of breath as its cold edge touches the place on his skin where head meets neck, are next. His eyes are more scared this time, making me wonder how much he really does want his life to end—and why—but then they harden, again.

“Do it!” he says in a sharp, desperate whisper of words.

Several moments pass before I move away from him again.

“Why won’t you do it?” he asks.

I take several more long strides before I begin to answering, remaining focused on the path in front of me as I do.

“Because you want me to. No matter what your reasons are,” I respond as I stop and turn toward him, “I’m not going to make it that easy for you.”

As I return to the path back to my camp, I hear him begin to laugh humorlessly and mumble. I can make out none of it, except for the word, “Great,” which is spoken in an exasperated huff.

I laugh humorlessly, myself, before responding. Knowing that what I suspected before about this man is truth, now—he’s too weak minded to live, or kill himself.

“You want to die,” I yell over my shoulder, disgust for him seeps into my tone, “do it yourself.”

© 2013 Teal Haviland

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Tour Kick-off {Meet & Greet and Giveaway}—Kiss Me in Paris by @KimberlyKinrade & @DmytryKarpov @KarpovKinrade

We’re kicking off the

The Kiss Me in Paris

blog tour! Meet the authors, read about their book and collaborative writing, and enter to win an ebook or an Amazon gift card. Visit

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Kiss Me in Paris
by Kimberly Kinrade & Dmytry Karpov
Deveuax

 #1

Publication: June 25, 2013 by Daring Books
Genre: NA Contemporary Romance

When the city of love brings two lost souls together, only their darkest secrets can tear them apart.

Winter Deveaux tried love once. It didn’t end well. Unable to open herself up to another heartbreak, she hides in her romance novels as she struggles to break out as a real author. She thinks Paris holds the answer to a new start, but when her nightmare follows her across the world, she’s forced to face the darkness living like cancer inside her soul. If she doesn’t, she might miss her chance to become the kind of writer she’s always wanted to be. But more than that, she’ll miss out on the greatest love she’s ever known.

Cade Savage is heir to the largest ranching family in Texas. Part cowboy, part architect, Cade has his feet forever in two worlds. When he receives an acceptance letter from the school of his dreams, he must decide between family and destiny. But ghosts from his past still haunt him, and circumstances beyond his control may decide his fate.

When Winter and Cade meet, everything they believe about life, love and what it means to be happy is put to the test.

Will the magic of Paris pull these two lost souls together? Or will their darkest secrets tear them apart?

Kiss Me in Paris is a standalone novel in the Deveuax series. Travel the world with the Deveaux sisters as they find love, and trouble, in all the right places.

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Welcome, Kimberly and Dmytry! The blog tour for Kiss Me in Paris kicks off today! How are you both feeling?

We’re very excited! Thank you so much for all the great work you’ve done in planning this. We hope everyone who received a copy of our book for review enjoyed it.

Alternating turns, describe Kiss Me in Paris in five words total. (Ladies first, of course. ;D)

KK: romantic, humorous, dramatic, heart-breaking, epic
DK: romantic, inspirational, beautiful, informative, exotic

What inspired the idea behind the book?
KK:

The initial inspiration for

Kiss Me in Paris

came from an illustration of the Eiffel Tower with a couple in silhouettes kissing in front. I came up with the title,

Kiss Me in Paris

, and the idea nagged at me. I thought it would be fun to have a series, a Kiss Me series, that takes the readers on a tour of the world’s most romantic cities. That’s when I conceived of the Deveaux sisters—world traveling sisters who find love, and trouble, in all the right places.

I’d been wanting to explore contemporary romance after writing two urban fantasy/paranormal series (The Forbidden Trilogy and the Seduced Saga), and this seemed the perfect place to start. I’d spent a summer studying at the Sorbonne (much like Winter and Cade do—in fact their dorm experiences were loosely based on mine), and I thought it would be fun to go back to Paris for this first book.

When I told my husband, Dmytry Karpov, about the idea, he and I started brainstorming characters, story lines and plots and we wound up writing the book together, which was the most exciting part of this experience. I loved writing a romance with my own Sexy Russian Prince.

DK: I’ve always been interested in writing a contemporary novel in order to explore themes that most people can relate to, like following your dreams, going against your families wishes and more. When Kimberly told me about her ideas for Kiss Me in Paris, it was the perfect novel for me to explore those themes in.

What was the most challenging part of writing it?
KK:

Since

Kiss Me in Paris

was my first contemporary novel. I couldn’t just make up stuff when I wanted, it all had to be grounded in reality. This meant researching Paris, architecture, and Texas. I’d spent time in Paris studying at the Sorbonne (in the same dorms Cade and Winter live in) but I still needed a refresher course to capture the essence of Paris and their time there.

The rest wasn’t nearly as challenging. I’d published multiple books already, so the logistics were already in place.

DK: I had to do a lot of research. Also, I had to come up with ways to keep the plot exciting without monsters or magic. That was a huge challenge.

Collaborative writing—can you tell us the nitty gritty details (the how, who, what, where, and when) in your experience of writing a novel together?

The journey was an intense one. It was the first contemporary romance either of us had written (since both of us come from fantasy/paranormal writing), and we wanted it to be more than just a love story. We wanted

Kiss Me in Paris

to be a novel that would evoke deep and varied emotion from its readers, that would make you laugh and cry and fall in love, all the while living vicariously through Cade and Winter as they learn to follow their dreams, heal from the past and open up to each other and to life.

First, we were on the same page when it came to what we wanted from this book. We rarely disagreed about the novels content. When we did, we asked for outside opinion (usually from our editor, Tracy Riva, or our awesome beta readers) and discussed the pros and cons of our different approaches. The approach with the most pros always won out, but we often found creative ways of fulfilling the intent of the other person, even if not in the exact way they’d wanted.

We also learned to comprise. Kimberly really pushed to get the novel finished, while Dmytry really pushed to keep editing. We balanced each other out, and finished a high quality product. It’s never good to launch before the book is polished, but also, you have to know when to let it go and move on, otherwise you’ll spend your whole life on one book. Together, we created a book that we can both be proud of, even if we did have to delay the launch a few times.

During this, we both acknowledged what the other person brought to the table, and how together we were doing something we couldn’t have done on our own, at least not in the same way.

Every writer will have their own strengths, and in a co-writing situation, you need to play to those. In our case, Dmytry is the faster outliner and Kimberly is faster at prose. We also each enjoy those parts of writing more, so that’s how we divided our tasks. We’d talk through the book, the characters and the story and make sure we both contributed to the big picture of what happened, then Dmytry would write detailed outlines for each chapter.

He also added a lot of dialogue, as he is very good at writing dialogue.

Kimberly would then flesh out the chapters, add prose, add more dialogue and even scenes and tweak as necessary.

We would then re-read the chapter together, changing and editing and adding and deleting, until we were both satisfied that the chapter was a 10. Once we’d done that level of editing on it, we sent it to the first round of editing, then beta readers, then editing some more. At the last, when we knew the content was exactly what we wanted, we sat together for two days straight and read through every single word of the book OUT LOUD. We then polished and perfected the prose, and sent it once again to our two editors for a final review.

It was an intense process, and there were nights we lost our patience, but it was worth it in the end. By playing to our strengths and using our team well, we created a book we’re very proud of.

Kiss Me in Paris is a standalone novel in the Deveuax series. How many installments do you plan on being in the series, and what will the next book be about?

There will likely be six books from each of the Deveaux sisters, and a serial novel from the cousin, Damon Deveaux. There might also be a spin-off series starring Daring Deveaux and her ghost hunting travels. The next book is a secret, but it’ll be announced sometime in late October or November and will be a psychological mystery with a coming of age theme and a subtle romance. We’re very excited about it. It will likely be available for pre-orders and will launch on December 1. You can also expect a more R rated serial from Damon Deveaux called ‘The Naughty Live Longer’ to launch sometime in November.

Besides writing, what other artistic talents do you have and share?

We’re both musically inclined. Dmytry plays piano and composes and Kimberly sings. (She used to be a wedding singer!) We also both do graphic design and design almost all of our covers and marketing material.

Are you currently writing another book?

We just launched another installment of Seduced by Lies, our bestselling paranormal romance series, and are working on the next Deveaux novel!

What advice would you give aspiring authors?
KK:

Learn the craft and the business. They are different beasts and equally important if you want to succeed as a published author. Never stop writing, never stop learning and never sign anything until a lawyer who knows this business has reviewed it.

DK: Keep writing. Don’t get hung up on marketing your first book. Don’t give up if it doesn’t become a bestseller. Keep writing. Release more books. You’ll make a living as an author. You’ll make a living doing what you love. Keep writing.

Current Obsession:

KK: My husband. Always.
DK: Besides my wife?

Last thing you Googled:

KK: assassin techniques and ways to kill people undetected. (Research, of course!)
DK: computer prices

You’re stressed. What’s the first thing you do or reach for?

KK: I reach for Dmytry. And what we do, well, that’s a bit X rated ☺
DK: What she said. ☺

KK: You write best with

__

GOOD SLEEP

__

while

__

LISTENING TO MUSIC

__

and in your

__

PAJAMAS

__

.
DK: You write best with

__

A FULL STOMACH

__

while

__

LISTENING TO MUSIC

__

and in your

__

PAJAMAS

__

.
Inspiration hits, but you’re not home or near your computer. You _____.

KK: Take notes on any piece of paper or flesh nearby. If all else fails, I text my dad or mom so I have it stored somewhere.
DK: Memorize the idea or tell Kimberly for later recording.

Favorite writing resource:

KK: Scrivener. It’s a software that I write all my books on.
DK: Scrivener

Guilty pleasure:

KK: Chocolate and addictive television shows.
DK: video games

Automatic buy-list author:

KK: Patti Larsen, Patrick Rothfuss, Neil Gaiman, Brandon Sanderson, Anne Bishop
DK: Patrick Rothfuss

Character you wish was real so you could meet:e fix.

KK: Sydlynn Hayle from the Hayle Coven series by Patti Larsen
DK: Gandalf from Lord of the Rings

Your favorite Stark—Eddard, Rob, Sansa, Arya, Bran, or Jon Snow?

KK: Arya
DK: Eddard or Arya


Dmytry Karpov

and

Kimberly Kinrade

are the husband and wife writing team behind the

KISS ME

series,

Eye of Newt

,

Sunrise and Nightfall

,

Wanderlust

, and

The Fallen

series.

Kimberly is the award-winning, bestselling author of the New Adult paranormal romance series The Seduced Saga, the YA paranormal thriller/romance The Forbidden Trilogy, and children’s fantasy series The Three Lost Kids.

Dmytry writes fantasy—be it urban, dark or epic—is a musical composer, pianist, and designs books covers (exclusively for his wife’s and their co-authored books).

They live with three little girls who think they’re ninja princesses with super powers and who are also showing a propensity for telling tall tales and using the written word to weave stories of wonder and magic.

Connect with Kimberly:Website | Twitter | Goodreads | Amazon
Connect with Dmytry:Website | Twitter | Goodreads | Amazon


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Blog Tour {Tens List & Giveaway}— I Stand Before You by S.R. Grey

When it comes to tattooed bad boys, Chase Gartner is the real deal. Partying, engaging in meaningless sex, getting into fights—Chase indulges in it all during his late teen years, thus firmly solidifying his status as a heartbreakingly gorgeous but way-too dangerous-to-trust guy in his hometown of Harmony Creek, Ohio. Then, following one fateful night of reckless decisions, Chase’s actions finally catch up to him and land him in prison.

Now, four years have passed and Chase finds himself a free man. He returns to Harmony Creek, ready to pick up the pieces and start rebuilding his shattered life.

Things are off to a promising start when he meets Kay Stanton, a young woman with a tragic past of her own. Despite a powerful attraction, Chase and Kay are naturally hesitant to become involved. That’s why friendship feels like the safest option. But when passions ignite and love blossoms, a relationship that is destined and meant to be can only be resisted for so long. When Chase and Kay finally succumb to their feelings they realize being together feels more right and true than anything they have ever experienced.

But their love is soon tested. Chase’s wild past still haunts and tempts him, and Kay is keeping a secret that could tear them apart.

I Stand Before You is a journey of hope and forgiveness, coming to terms with the past and moving forward. But mostly it’s a story of two damaged people who take a chance, open their hearts, and find true love.

** Warning: contains graphic sexual situations, drug use, some violence, and profanity **

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