Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Jennifer L. Armentrout's DON'T LOOK BACK Release Day Launch

We are extremely excited that Jennifer L. Armentrout's DON'T LOOK BACK releases today!! DON’T LOOK BACK is a young adult suspense being published by Disney Hyperion!

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EXCERPT: I didn’t recognize the name on the street sign. Nothing about the rural road looked familiar or friendly. Tall, imposing trees and overgrown weeds choked the front of the dilapidated home. Windows were boarded up. There was a gaping hole where the front door had been. I shivered, wanting to be far away from here…wherever here was. Walking felt harder than it should be, and I stumbled off the chilly asphalt, wincing as sharp gravel dug into my feet. My bare feet? I stopped and looked down. Chipped pink nail polish peeked through the dirt…and blood. Mud caked the legs of my pants, leaving the hems stiff. It made sense, seeing as how I wasn’t wearing any shoes, but the blood…I didn’t understand why there was blood staining the knees of my jeans. My vision clouded and dulled, as if a gray film had been dropped over my eyes. As I stared at the weathered asphalt under my feet, large and smooth rocks replaced the tiny stones. Something dark and oily seeped over the rocks, slipping through the cracks. Sucking in a sharp gasp, I blinked and the image was gone. Hands trembling, I raised them. They were also covered with dirt and scratches. My nails were broken, bloodied. A silver ring wrapped, encased in soil, around my thumb. Air froze in my chest as my gaze crawled over my arms. The sleeves of my sweater were torn, revealing pale flesh covered in bruises and gashes. My legs started to shake as I swayed forward. I tried to remember how this had happened, but my head was empty—a black void where nothing existed. A car drove by, coasting to a stop a few feet in front of me. Somewhere in the trenches of my subconscious, I recognized the flashing red and blue lights as a source of safety. Elegantly scrawled along the black-and-gray side of the cruiser were the words ADAMS COUNTY SHERIFF’S DEPARTMENT. Adams County? A flash of familiarity came and went. The driver’s door opened, and a deputy stepped out. He said something into the radio on his shoulder before he looked at me. “Miss?” He started around the cruiser, taking tentative steps. He looked young for a deputy. Barely out of high school and able to carry a gun seemed wrong somehow. Was I in high school? I didn’t know. “We’ve received some calls into dispatch concerning you,” he said gently. “Are you okay?” I tried to respond, but only a hoarse squeak came out. Clearing my throat, I winced as the motion scratched and pulled. “I…I don’t know.” “Okay.” The deputy held up his hands as he approached me, as if I were a skittish deer about to bolt. “My name is Deputy Rhode. I’m here to help you. Do you know what you’re doing out here?” “No.” Knots formed in my belly. I didn’t even know where here was. His smile strained. “What’s your name?” My name? Everyone knew their name, but as I stared at the deputy, I couldn’t answer his question. The knots started twisting more. “I don’t…I don’t know what my name is.” He blinked, and the smile was completely gone. “You don’t remember anything?” I tried again, concentrating on the empty space between my ears. That was how it felt. And I knew that wasn’t good. My eyes started to tear up. “Miss, it’s okay. We’ll get you taken care of.” He reached out, lightly taking hold of my arm. “We’ll get this sorted.” Deputy Rhode led me around the back of his cruiser. I didn’t want to sit behind the Plexiglas, because I knew that wasn’t good. Only bad people sat behind the glass in police cruisers. I wanted to object, but before I could say anything, he settled me into the seat and wrapped a coarse blanket around my shoulders. Before he locked me in the bad part of the car, he knelt and smiled reassuringly. “Everything’s going to be okay.” But I knew he was lying, trying to make me feel better. It didn’t work. How could everything be okay when I didn’t know my own name?  
 

ABOUT DON’T LOOK BACK: Samantha is a stranger in her own life. Until the night she disappeared with her best friend, Cassie, everyone said Sam had it all—popularity, wealth, and a dream boyfriend. Sam has resurfaced, but she has no recollection of who she was or what happened to her that night. As she tries to piece together her life from before, she realizes it's one she no longer wants any part of. The old Sam took "mean girl" to a whole new level, and it's clear she and Cassie were more like best enemies. Sam is pretty sure that losing her memories is like winning the lottery. She's getting a second chance at being a better daughter, sister, and friend, and she's falling hard for Carson Ortiz, a boy who has always looked out for her—even if the old Sam treated him like trash. But Cassie is still missing, and the facts about what happened to her that night isn't just buried deep inside of Sam's memory—someone else knows, someone who wants to make sure Sam stays quiet. All Sam wants is the truth, and if she can unlock her clouded memories of that fateful night, she can finally move on. But what if not remembering is the only thing keeping Sam alive?  

“This engrossing thriller packs a heady atmospheric punch with plenty of theatrical scares,” Kirkus Reviews “Armentrout has written another winner. From the first page to the last, she builds both terror and confusion to the point where readers will be hooked and on the edge of their seat. This standalone contains all of Armentrout’s usual trademarks– a strong and determined heroine, witty comments and hot guys–but she adds in an extra layer by ratcheting up the suspense to the highest degree and follows it up with an ending no one will see coming.” RT BOOK REVIEWS 4 1/2 Stars TOP PICK

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Author Photo About Jennifer L. Armentrout: # 1 NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY Bestselling author Jennifer lives in Martinsburg, West Virginia. All the rumors you’ve heard about her state aren’t true. When she’s not hard at work writing. she spends her time reading, working out, watching really bad zombie movies, pretending to write, and hanging out with her husband and her Jack Russell Loki. Her dreams of becoming an author started in algebra class, where she spent most of her time writing short stories….which explains her dismal grades in math. Jennifer writes young adult paranormal, science fiction, fantasy, and contemporary romance. She is published with Spencer Hill Press, Entangled Teen and Brazen, Disney/Hyperion and Harlequin Teen. Her book Obsidian has been optioned for a major motion picture and her Covenant Series has been optioned for TV. She also writes adult and New Adult romance under the name J. Lynn. She is published by Entangled Brazen and HarperCollins.    
 
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Sunday, March 23, 2014

First Impression (A Shadow Maven Paranormal) Release!

Chira Kelly thought she didn’t need anyone…until she met Ben.
Because of one ugly rumor, Chira lives as an outcast at her school. Which is fine with her, because she works better alone. Always has, always will. And at least she has her one and only true friend, Tasha. When Tasha insists that they join a group to visit a possibly haunted abandoned old schoolhouse, she's wary, but joins her friend. Because of that decision, their lives are in jeopardy as a malevolent spirit targets the group.
Tragedies and accidents pick them off one by one, and Chira finds herself drawn to the one person who can see the truth. But can he protect her?

First Impression: A Shadow Maven Paranormal

 Release Date: March 24, 2014
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance/Urban Mystery



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First Impression

by Pauline Creeden

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Excerpt

She rips my hall pass from her pad and points it toward the young man sitting across from her desk. “Chira Kelley, meet Ben Oscuro. He’s new here and needs someone to show him around. It just so happens he’s also a member of class 18B.”
I finally focus on the boy. He doesn’t look up at me, and his disheveled dark hair is just long enough that it hides his eyes. But he pushes himself up from his chair, and his slim form towers over me. He’s at least six-feet-two and his uniform is almost as crumpled as his hair. He swings his backpack onto a strong, square shoulder and nibbles his full bottom lip. His smooth olive skin and dark hair make him look like a foreign rocker, and there’s something about him that seems vaguely familiar.
“Here’s a copy of his class schedule. When you’re not in the same class, I want you to leave a few minutes early and help him find the next class room. That’s your job for today. Got it?”
I swallow back and resist sniffling again. Taking the hall pass and the copy of the schedule from her, I say, “Um…sure.”
“Excellent. Robin, you’re off the hook.”
The office aide pumps a fist in the air before returning to file more papers in the cabinet. The secretary’s chair squeals a dismissal, and Mrs. Campbell picks up her phone, returning to her duties without another word.
Ben pulls open the office door and stands to the side to allow me to go first. The hallway that was empty only a short while ago is now full of students and their continuous conversations. With a shrug, I eye his class schedule quickly. Except for second and sixth period, we have exactly the same schedule. He’s in all of the advanced classes, too. Only he has gym for second period and Latin for sixth – opposite of my schedule, except I take French.
Piece of cake.
I glance up at him again, and his eyes meet mine. My breath hitches. His intense gaze makes me feel like he’s measuring me. The dark pools of his eyes seem deep and bottomless, but there’s something strange about them. They’re brown, but he has colored contacts. Why would anyone color their eyes brown?
My heart flutters. A sniffle escapes me before I can stop it. Ugh. I clear my throat and start in the direction of first period. “Follow me.”
We elbow our way down the freshman hall toward the second floor, but before we start up I point down the way. “Do you know what your locker number is?”
Ben nods and pushes his backpack on his shoulder farther.
I wait for a second and then smile. “What is it?”
“706.” He has a slight accent, and his voice is deeper than I expect. I suppress a shiver at the jolt the musical timbre of his voice sends through my body. I’m resonating like a tuning fork. I really want him to speak again with every fiber of my being. What’s with me?
“Uh…okay.” I swallow, trying to regain composure. I take him to the general area of the locker. “Here it is.”
He looks at it, nods, and returns his hard gaze to me. Is he always so stiff? Probably just nerves from being new.
“I know you don’t have any books to put in it, but do you want to try out the combination?”
He lifts one shoulder in a shrug and spins the combo quickly through the three numbers. I purposefully avert my eyes so he knows I’m not peeking. He opens the locker wide, nods toward me, and then closes it again.
“Great. We have first period over here.”
“You and I have the same first period?”
My body vibrates again, and I blink hard. So glad my back was to him so he couldn’t see the effect his voice has on me. I swallow and face him. “Actually, yeah. Our schedules are very similar. It’s a smallish school, so there’re only a few tracks that juniors can be on.”
He nods, and his eyes are half lidded as if he’s bored already.
I lead him toward our classroom. “We don’t really have assigned seats, so you can pretty much sit anywhere you want. I’ll show you to the gym at the end of class. I have French next, but it’s not too far from there.” 
I lead him to the front of the class, and my friend Tasha gives me a wan smile and raises her eyebrows, looking back and forth between me and Ben. She mouths, Who’s that?
I roll my eyes and put up one finger toward her to let her know I’ll tell her in a minute. Then I turn to the teacher. I hand him the schedule from the office. “Hi, Mr. Scott, this is Ben Oscuro, a transfer.”
Mr. Scott’s kind blue eyes smile at us both. He sets down the Mountain Dew he was drinking and offers Ben a wide grin. He puts a hand out for him to shake. Ben hesitates but takes the hand in what looks like a firm grip. Mr. Scott shakes his hand afterward. “That’s some grip you’ve got there.” He laughs and leans down to the bottom drawer of his desk and hands Ben a geography text book.
With a nod, I return to Tasha and squeeze into the desk next to hers. I’m at Jackson Hall partially on my father’s insurance money partially on scholarship because my stepdad works at the school. What he does, I don’t know, because I’ve never seen him. Because of all this, I’m somewhat of a social pariah. My only real friend is Tasha Brown, a pariah herself, being one of the few African-American kids in the school. Still she tends to be more popular than me, because at least her family has the money they’ve made in the night club and music business. But then there’s that rumor…
“So who is the new hottie?” Tasha hops up and down in her seat.
I shake my head at her. “You are one big hormone, you know that? Sure, he’s cute, but is there any guy in the room you don’t consider a hottie?”
Tasha scans the room with her hand on her chin and a very serious expression on her face. Her hair is in the typical pigtail braids she usually uses to play up the uniform. She has on no sweater, and her shirt is one size too small, the buttonholes at the front  stretched to expose part of her red bra. Finally she returns her gaze to me. “There’s only one guy in here that doesn’t rank hottie.”
“Really? Who?”
She leans in conspiratorially and whispers, “Mr. Scott.”
I nearly choke on a laugh as I eye the middle-aged, balding teacher at the front of the room. But I have to admit, Jackson Hall is a prep school. And there's no one who can afford to make their children look their best more than the wealthy. I guess if I take my father’s words to heart, it’s better to be the poor kid in the rich kids’ school…than the other way around. Right?
Tasha’s smile returns, and I follow her gaze to figure out why. Ben Oscuro walks down the aisle between us and takes the desk right behind mine. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. He smells like pine and mint, and it reminds me of the outdoors. When I open them again, Tasha’s smile has grown impossibly wider. She leans towards me and whispers, “What was that you said about hormones again?”
I shove my elbow toward her, but she dodges me with a giggle.

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About the Author

In simple language, Pauline Creeden creates worlds that are both familiar and strange, often pulling the veil between dimensions. She becomes the main character in each of her stories, and because she has ADD, she will get bored if she pretends to be one person for too long. Pauline is a horse trainer from Virginia, but writing is her therapy. Her books have hit #1 on the Amazon Bestseller List and Armored Hearts won the 2013 Book Junkie’s Choice Award in Historical Fiction. First Impression: A Shadow Maven Paranormal is her first mystery. It’s a dark urban fantasy and will be released March 24, 2014.


Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Making Connections Blog Tour Of "The Beach": Jaye Frances & 3 Wacky Questions For Authors!


Since this is part of a Making Connections Blog Tour, there is a GIVEAWAY! Make sure to enter at the bottom of this blog! There is also a guest post and an EXCERPT of the book. Make sure to check them out!

Jaye Frances, Author of The Beach answers 3 WACKY QUESTIONS for Authors:

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FYI: “The Beach” is going to be offered at a reduced price during the entire blog tour as a Kindle Countdown promotion through Amazon.com. Normally priced at $2.99, it will be only $1.99 from March 17 through the 23rd.

1. If you had a super power what would it be? Why?
To be able to eat triple fudge chocolate cake on a daily basis and suck down 32 ounce margaritas at will while managing to stay fit and healthy. 

2. Why are manhole covers round?
No doubt to prove the point that not all men are squares.

3. What would you do if you inherited a pizzeria from your uncle?
I’d throw out all the pizza ovens, change the name to Maria’s Mexican Food and Cantina, add a dance floor, a live band, and hire a smoking hot hostess.

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About The Beach by Jaye Frances: 

Alan loves the beach. More than a weekend respite, it is his home, his refuge, his sanctuary. And for most of the year, he strolls the sand in blissful solitude, letting nature—and no one else—touch him. But spring has given way to summer, and soon, the annual invasion of vacationers and tourists will subdivide the beach with blankets, umbrellas, and chairs, depriving Alan of his privacy and seclusion—the fundamental touchstones of his life. Resigned to endure another seasonal onslaught of beach-goers, Alan believes there is nothing he can do but prepare for the worst.

But fate has other plans.


Delivered to him on the crest of a rogue wave, the strange object appears to have no purpose, no practical use—until Alan accidentally discovers what waits inside. Now he must attempt to unravel an ageless mystery, unaware that the final outcome will change his life, and the beach, forever.

In the companion novella Short Time, you’ll meet a respectable but bored middle-class executive, who exchanges his future for six months of excess and extravagance, only to find out the price he must pay for his hedonistic indulgence is beyond anything he could have imagined.

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What inspired the novel or talk about writing it?
   
 I wrote The Beach as an allegory, denouncing those monsters who have dared to think themselves worthy of using extermination and terror in an attempt to recreate the world in their image. While the inspiration for the story is drawn from the darkest pages of history, the source of certain physical elements, especially the large granite outcropping from which Alan often surveyed his never-realized kingdom, was derived from a much more personal experience . . .

 Several years ago, I was attending the marriage ceremony of a long-time friend. I arrived early, and since I’d never been there before, I took some time to enjoy the beauty of the grounds and the extensive gardens.  

I first saw the five-foot-high granite obelisk from a distance. It was in a curious location—at the intersection of two sidewalks. Yet, with its geometric shape and sheer size, it invited as much attention from its simplistic beauty as it did from its placement. As I approached the stone, I noticed it was engraved on a single side, requiring visitors to face east to read the inscription. 

Instead of the expected Temple dedication or words of appreciation to a generous benefactor, it was simply a list—places and names that I didn’t immediately recognize. But as I continued to read, others were horrifyingly familiar . . . and at the bottom of the list, two words stretched across the granite: 
NEVER FORGET 

 It was a reminder. A warning. And a damn good one.



About the Author:


Jaye Frances is the author of the adult erotica series, World Without Love. Book One, titled “Jewel’s Reluctant Surrender” will be released Summer 2014. Her other works include The Beach, a sci-fi supernatural tale about the possibilities—and horror—of wishful thinking, The Kure, a paranormal-occult romance novel, The Possibilities of Amy, a coming-of-age romance novella. and Love Travels Forever, a collection of poignant short stories. Born in the Midwest, Jaye readily admits her life’s destination has been the result of an open mind and a curiosity about all things irreverent. When she’s not consumed by her writing, Jaye enjoys cooking, traveling to all places tropical and “beachy,” and taking pictures – lots of them. Jaye lives on the gulf coast of Florida, sharing her home with one husband, six computers, four cameras, and several hundred pairs of shoes.

Find Jaye Frances on: Website | Blog | Facebook | Amazon Author | Goodreads Author

And there's MORE! Check out a GUEST POST by Jaye Frances and an EXCERPT from the book below! 

Our secret desires—the ones we keep closest to our heart. For some, it’s becoming rich or famous. For others, it’s deliverance from the limitations of a mortal body—cheating death and living forever. But what about those who dream of absolute power, who harbor the need to control the destiny of others? Should fate grant them the same consideration, the same chance to succeed?

In The Beach, you’ll meet Alan, a self-confident and intolerant man, who believes he is the self-appointed guardian of a not-so-private strand of beach. When he meets a stranger who presents him with the opportunity to change his life, Alan aggressively focuses his energy and attention on fulfilling his heart’s desire:  To acquire absolute and complete control of the shoreline he calls home.

In the following excerpt, Alan is engaged in conversation with Efil, an unusual stranger who unexpectedly shows up in Alan’s kitchen. Uncertain of Efil’s intent or sanity, Alan plays along, believing he has the upper hand, until his uninvited guest unleashes his own set of interesting and somewhat bizarre dialogue.

Here’s an excerpt:
“Is there someone you’d like me to call?” Alan asked. “Maybe someone who usually gives you medication?” Alan’s initial frustration had turned into curiosity. And while he was still apprehensive about finding an intruder in his home, he no longer felt threatened. He was even deriving an odd sense of amusement from this eccentric’s outlandish ramblings. He wondered—even wanted to hear—what the guy was going to say next.
“Perhaps I can offer a few suggestions,” Efil said. “Let’s begin with a review of the standard offerings. First, there is power. Always a winner, very popular. Next on the short list is money and all that it can buy. And then that old favorite—especially with the Greeks—love. Many of your historians believe the Greek concepts of love and life to be virtually inseparable. Frankly, it’s my personal preference, but I don’t push it as much as I used to, especially after that incident with Job and his daughters, right after his wife became a saltlick for the camels. So there you have it—power, wealth, and love. Any of those sound appealing?”
The story was familiar, producing a flood of memories from Alan’s childhood. This guy wants me to think he’s some kind of genie, like the one from Aladdin’s lamp. He’s obviously gone to a lot of effort with the scripted dialogue and the sleight of hand. And he’s never broken character. Not once. Got to give him credit for that.
Alan decided to play along and get the charade over with. The gag would surely end as soon as the would-be actor had granted him three wishes. “Okay, I get it. You’re the genie and I’m the master—like in that story about Aladdin and the magic lamp. And now I have three wishes coming, right?”
Efil cocked his head to the side. “I’m not acquainted with this Aladdin fellow, but if it helps you to evaluate the possibilities of our new relationship, then by all means use it to your advantage. I encourage you to call upon all your memories, all your skills in our . . . negotiations.” Efil waited for the echo to stop, the sudden look of delight confirming his pleasure in listening to his own disembodied voice.
“I don’t understand. You saying I got wishes or not?”
“You have one negotiation.” The word was still reverberating as he continued. “And with it, an outcome, a result. Perhaps even a consequence. If it makes it easier to consider our exchange as the fulfillment of a lifelong desire, then I encourage you to do so.”
It wasn’t the kind of rhetoric Alan had expected to hear. But if it would move this windbag out of his house without having to complete a police report, he’d go along with it—at least for a few minutes. “Okay, I got one wish coming. You ready?”
Efil’s wide grin remained unchanged. “I am most certainly ready. However, you my friend, are not. We cannot begin until I am confident you are prepared to bargain in earnest—choosing your prize wisely, agreeing with the price, and approving the final terms of payment."
Alan could feel the prickly sensation of static electricity, the very air in his kitchen seeming to pulse with energy. Efil’s body began to rise and in seconds he was hovering several inches off the floor.
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Saturday, March 8, 2014

Making Connections Blog Tour of The Chinese Spymaster: Hock G. Tjoa & 3 Wacky Questions For Authors!

  

Check back every week for Authors with Ebooks Online answering Wacky Questions and find your weekend read! 

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Hock G. Tjoa, Author of The Chinese Spymaster answers 3 WACKY QUESTIONS for Authors:

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1. If you could make the sky any color what would it be?
I like it the way it is.

2. If you were shrunk to the size of a pencil and put in a blender how would you get out?
Bounce on one of the blades and hope to get lucky.


3.  How are M&Ms made?
By elves?

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About The Chinese Spymaster by Hock G. Tjoa: 
Chinese Intelligence uncovers a North Korean trying to sell a nuclear device. Then they find five other dealers trying to do the same. The buyer is the same in every case--the Pashtuns. Is this a "Pashtun Spring"? A realignment of geopolitical power in Central Asia? A resurgence of Islamist terrorism? In order to anticipate and confront these threats, Spymaster Wang must negotiate through bureaucratic rivalries, as well as personal ambitions, at home and abroad. He reaches for ancient insight into strategies and unorthodox alliances. But the struggle he must undertake cannot cease, and the outcome always remains in doubt. The Spymaster must also confront a vendetta within the Party as well as the determination of his Old Friends and their wives to make him a "match."   

What inspired the novel or talk about writing it? 
I was watching a spy movie and thought that it would be interesting to write about a Chinese Spymaster and especially to stage an exchange or two between him/her and counterparts in other countries. The challenge of writing something I had never done before also appealed to me. I might try Chinese ghost stories next!

About the Author:
Hock G. Tjoa was born to Chinese parents and studied history at Brandeis and Harvard. He taught European history and Asian political thought at the University of Malaya in Kuala Lumpur and has published George Henry Lewes, a Victorian Mind, "The social and political ideas of Tan Cheng Lock" and various articles in the Newsletter of the China History Forum. He is married and lives with his family in the Sierra Nevada foothills of California. He published in 2010 "The Battle of Chibi (Selections from The Romance of the Three Kingdoms)" that he had translated, and in 2011, "Heaven is High and the Emperor Far Away, A Play" that he translated and adapted from Lao She's Teahouse. Both are part of his project to make more widely known traditional Chinese values. In 2013, he published The Chinese Spymaster and The Ingenious Judge Dee, A Play.

Find Hock G. Tjoa on: Goodreads | Facebook | Twitter | Amazon | Blog
  
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Saturday, June 22, 2013

Book Cover Reveal: ADVENTURES IN MURDER CHASING

ADVENTURES IN MURDER CHASING (also known as Funeral Crashing #3) will be out on July 8, 2013 and this is its book cover reveal! Kait Lenox is back to solve another mystery! For the latest information, check out my author website: www.mildaharris.com


If you've missed the other books in the series, check them out!

Adventures in Funeral Crashing (Funeral Crashing #1): Sixteen year old Kait Lenox has a reputation as the weird girl in her high school, mostly because of her ex-best friend turned mean popular girl, Ariel, but maybe it has a little to do with the fact that Kait has a hobby crashing funerals. At one of these, Kait is outted by the most popular guy in school, Ethan Ripley. Yet, instead of humiliating her for all the world to see, he asks for her help, and Kait finds herself entangled in a murder mystery. Not only is the thrill of the mystery exciting, but more importantly Ethan knows her name! A little sleuthing is well worth that!   

Adventures of a Graveyard Girl (Funeral Crashing #2): Kait Lenox is back! It's Homecoming Dance time and Kait is excited. It's her first dance with a date and that date is none other than one of the hottest, most popular guys in her school, Ethan Ripley! For once Kait doesn't feel like a funeral crashing weird girl and it's the most perfect romantic evening ever...at least until a girl gets murdered in the high school bathroom. Rumors fly, panic ensues, and Kait can't help herself, she assigns herself to the case!

Friday, March 8, 2013

Book Review: Ruby in the Smoke (A Sally Lockhart Mystery) by Philip Pullman

Ruby in the Smoke by Philip Pullman

BOOK DESCRIPTION FROM AMAZON:

“BEWARE THE SEVEN blessings . . . ” When she first utters these words, 16-year-old Sally Lockhart doesn’t know their meaning. But when an employee of her late father hears them, he dies of fear. Thus begins Sally’s terrifying journey into the seamy underworld of Victorian London, in search of clues to her father’s mysterious death.

MY BOOK REVIEW:

I just finished Ruby in the Smoke by Philip Pullman a few days ago. It took me a while to read. As you can tell from that, I was pretty much just so/so on the book. If I love a book, it will be read within the week. If it's okay, it will take a few weeks and if it's so/so I have to give myself a little shove to finish it. Only if it's horrible will I put it down. I usually like to know how the story turns out.

What I liked: I liked the idea of a mystery set in Victorian London. It's a great setting for a mystery! I also like Sally, who is an enterprising girl who sets out to solve the mystery surrounding her father's death. I also liked the photographer Frederick, who I'm guessing will be a love interest in later books, since there's some hints of that in this book.  

What I didn't like: I wasn't a big fan of the writing style. It felt a little slow to me. I suppose it's in similar style to The Golden Compass, but somehow, this felt like old school mystery and I got bored pretty quickly. That style can be great, but maybe I just wasn't in the mood for it. I may be too in the mood for Hunger Games pace. 

The mystery itself did keep me guessing. I did guess one big twist before it happened, but I won't spoil it. There was also a great villain in this book, in the form of Mrs. Holland. She was pure evil.    

A NOTE: Ruby in the Smoke was made into a BBC movie and I would be curious to see it. I really didn't hate the book, I just felt so/so about it, but I would be interested to see what they did in the movie version. Here's a clip I found on youtube, as Sally investigates the mystery and is given a diary to read to get some answers to her questions: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U8HeA5anmuo 

By the way, I also found tons of book trailers made for people's English classes. Pretty fun stuff! I almost feel like I should do a follow up post all about those! Here's one, if you want to watch a fan-made book trailer:


If you read this book, let me know what you think! Leave a comment below!  

I give Ruby in the Smoke: 2 Books out of 5 = A So/So Read 

Monday, March 4, 2013

Top 10 Series I'd Like To Start But Haven't Yet! It's Top 10 Tuesday!

It's Top 10 Tuesday! It's an internet meme hosted by The Broke And The Bookish!

I love this week's theme! I have a billion books I want to start and it's fun to think about all of the series I'd like to read. The only frustrating thing is...I want to read them all NOW!

Here are my top 10 series that I'd like to start (NOW!) but haven't yet! They're mostly YA along with a couple of others and I think they're pretty self explanatory.

 

 1. The Iron Fey series by Julie Kagawa - I kept reading about the great romantic chemistry between the characters and okay, I'm hooked!

2. The Infernal Devices by Cassandra Clare - Besides the fact that a ton of people have told me to read these, I saw a book trailer a while ago and it made me super interested!

3. The Lux Novels by Jennifer L. Armentrout - I came across her name while I was looking at books that might be in a similar genre as my book Doppelganger and, um, I also found one of my next TBR series!

4. The Trylle Trilogy by Amanda Hocking - Besides the fact that Amanda is an inspiration to me (why I became an indie author), this series sounds REALLY interesting! Can't wait to start Switched!

5. The Lunar Chronicles by Marissa Meyer - I've heard so many great things about Cinder from other book blogger on Top 10 Tuesday, so I'm in!

6. Divergent series by Veronica Roth - I feel like this series will be the next Hunger Games to me!

7. Gregor the Overlander by Suzanne Collins - Speaking of Hunger Games, I know this series is different, but I heard it's also quite good.

8. The Stephanie Plum series by Janet Evanovich - The first book has been sitting on my shelf for years and I did just watch the movie, but still, come on, I need to read the book! The movie was ok, but I saw the fun potential of the book!

9. The Hollows series by Amanda Hocking - What? I know I have two Amanda Hocking series on this list, but the truth is...I like zombies.

10. Game of Thrones by George RR Maltin - I started watching the TV show and it's great. I gave the books to my husband for a Christmas present and um, I just might borrow them!

And, that's 10! Until next week, happy reading everyone!