Saturday, November 7, 2015

New #Teen #PNR Release from @SDWasleyAuthor and @EvernightTeen #Urban #Fantasy

Release Date: November 6, 2015
Published by Evernight Teen
YA Urban Fantasy

“I longed for normality. Even our own, off-the-wall brand of normality.” 

She’s finally got things together. Mimi’s dating a hot guy and has a place in the school’s Gifted Program with her awesome friends. Yes, she still attracts the dead. But there’s only one ghost these days, and he doesn’t seem to have an awful lot to say. 

Just when Mimi’s life is looking pretty good for the first time in years, the unthinkable happens ... one of the seven gifted teens is torn from their close-knit group. The unity of their circle shattered, things begin to go terribly wrong. It’s ruining their focus—and with the threat of the Astarion cult growing stronger each day, the gifted seven need all the focus they can muster. 

In The Seventh, Mimi found her place in a circle of seven extraordinary teenagers. In The Rift, she must face what happens when the circle of seven is broken.

Ms. Deering looked unlike her usual peaceful self when she entered the room. She was pale under her tan, her mouth set in a hard line. It didn’t take an Empath to see there was a problem, but Gabe was the first to speak.
“What’s wrong, Ms. D?” he asked.
She shook her head. “Wait till everyone’s here.”
We exchanged glances and waited impatiently for Cassie, Ed and Patience to turn up. Ed, never in much of a hurry, joined us soon after with his sunny grin in place. Cassie finally arrived after another couple of minutes. She threw down her satchel and dropped into her seat. “Sorry,” she scowled. “Mr. Rendall kept us in until we finished his entire algebra worksheet. It was impossible.”
“Cassie, please,” Ms. Deering said.
Cassie tossed the long red curls and closed her mouth, offended. I raised an eyebrow at Drew and he frowned in response. It wasn’t like Ms. Deering to be so stern.
“I have to tell you something worrying,” she said.
“Hang on, aren’t you going to wait for Patience?” Drew objected.
Ms. Deering looked awkward. “Er, it’s about Patience.”
Drew tensed beside me and Gabe glanced across at us both. Sometimes I wished he would at least pretend he didn’t notice when he felt anything out of the ordinary.
“Is she okay?” Mona asked. “Is she sick?”
“She’s not sick,” Ms. Deering said. “But we received a letter from her father this morning. He says he intends to withdraw Patience from Etherall Valley Prep.”
Stunned silence followed, broken only by Cassie’s horrified gasp. Ed was the first to find his voice.
“But why?”
Ms. Deering gave a helpless shrug. “Mr. Rose isn’t required to give us a reason. All he has to do is tell us in writing.”
“I’d bet it’s because he’s worried about Patience’s spiritual progress.” Drew’s voice was bitter.
“Oh, for—” Mona managed to cut herself short. “Does that mean they’re going to try to ‘exorcise her demons’ again? When is her family going to get a clue, and leave Patience alone?”
“Obviously, the exorcisms are our main concern too, Mona,” Ms. Deering said. “Mr. Boxe and I are going to visit Dale’s Run tomorrow afternoon to see if we can reason with the Roses and persuade them to let Patience come back to school.”
“Do you honestly think you have a chance of changing their minds?” Drew asked.
“I don’t know. All we can do is hope Mr. Boxe and I are convincing enough to influence Adam Rose.”
Drew’s face darkened. “Adam Rose is a moron.  He’s blinded by his ridiculous religious beliefs.” Mona harrumphed loudly and Ed raised his eyebrows. “I’m not saying all church-goers or religious people are ridiculous,” Drew added, his cheeks reddening. “But I don’t like Rose. He’s too extreme. He’s a danger to his own family, and he seems to trust everything that fire-and-brimstone Pastor Carruthers says.”

S.D. Wasley was born and raised in Perth, Western Australia. She has been composing literary works since before she could write – at five years of age she announced her first poem in the kitchen, improv-style. About 20 years later she earned a PhD in communications. She writes in a range of genres including young adult, paranormal, mystery, new adult romance, and literary short stories.

Her debut novel was published in early 2015 through Evernight Teen, and her first adult paranormal romance will be released on January 7, 2016. Today, she lives and writes in a wine region with her partner and two daughters, surrounded by dogs, cats and chickens.

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Thursday, June 18, 2015

Michelle Roth's New release

Today I have Michelle Roth on my blog talking about her new release, The Darkness Calls.

Hi there, everyone! I'm Michelle Roth and I'm here to introduce my latest release, The Darkness Calls [The Transfigured Ones]. This book is entirely new territory for me. Where most of my works have been ultra-realistic contemporary romance, I wanted to add in a touch of the paranormal here!

I was daydreaming one afternoon, as I'm prone to doing and I wondered what life would be like if we lived in a world where we actually knowingly co-existed with vampires. Not in an overtly us vs. them way like the Sookie Stackhouse series, but in a world where all the fuss had long since died down. What would that universe look like? How would humans and vampires interact? How would they feed? How would they work? Interesting questions, right?

In The Darkness Calls, you'll find answers!

When Lilly Ferguson narrowly avoids being mugged after work, she's shocked to find that she's gotten the attention of Talan McKenna. He's the sinfully handsome owner of the Foxwood Casino and Spa where she works. There's only one problem, though...

Talan is one of the Transfigured. Like half a million others across the globe, he possesses a very specific genetic mutation. It leaves him with the inability to age, an aversion to sunlight, and a thirst for human blood. When he learns of Lilly's tragic past, he worries that it's an obstacle he'll never be able to overcome.

Despite her heartbreaking history with the Transfigured, Lilly immediately senses that Talan is different. Where her fears once lay, there's only a sense of peace and comfort. Just as they begin to build a love made to last several lifetimes, a shadowy figure from her past emerges and threatens to destroy everything.

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Within ten minutes, she was surrounded by two security officers and a doctor. He gently prodded at the knot on the back of her head, while she held ice against her throbbing cheek. As he started to shine a small flashlight into her eyes, she heard a deep voice in the hallway murmur,

"Where's the girl? Was she seriously hurt?"

When he stepped through the door, she realized it was the owner of the casino. She had seen glimpses of him on occasion, but she'd never actually spoken to him. His eyes swept the room and landed on her.

She blinked in surprise as he knelt down next to the doctor, so he was eye level. His eyes settled on the bag of ice she held against her face. He didn't speak. The small tic in his cheek was the only reason she could visibly tell that he was upset. Otherwise, his facial expression gave away nothing. His voice was devoid of any emotion when he spoke. "Miss..." he paused, prompting her for her name.

"Lilly. Lilly Ferguson."

He nodded and continued, "Miss Ferguson. You're okay?"

She winced. "I hit my head. He hit me in the face. Otherwise, I'm fine."

His eyes swept over her, as if he was trying to verify for himself. His eyes took in her bag. The strap had a tear, but for the most part it was still intact.

Lilly followed his line of sight and took in the torn bag. "That was a casualty of war, too, I guess," she said with a smirk.

A slight smile curved his lips as he said, "I'm sorry for your loss. I'm surprised you didn't just give it to him, though."

"I'm not willing to part with what little I own, Mr. McKenna," she answered honestly.

He nodded as if he understood.

Lilly stared blankly at him. She had serious difficulty thinking he'd be able to relate to her in any way. He was one of the Transfigured. Rich as Croesus, he owned the casino, and was a huge power player among his kind.

Her thoughts must have been written all over her face because he said, "I've had almost five hundred years to become who I am, Little One. I can still remember when I had nothing. When I was nothing. I admire your spirit."

She swallowed, uncertain.

"Will you be okay to drive home?" he asked.

The doctor cut in from the other side of the security office. She hadn't even realized that he'd moved. He said, "I wouldn't recommend it, Mr. McKenna. She needs to rest in a dark, quiet room at the very least for the next eight hours. She's showing signs of a mild concussion."

"Very well," he said, addressing the doctor. He turned to face her and said, "Someone from the hotel will ensure that you get home safely."

"But," she asked. "What about my car?"

"It can be delivered to you. When do you work next?"

She blinked, trying to fight the fuzziness in her mind, and said, "Tomorrow afternoon."

He shook his head and said, "We'll reassign your shifts for the next two days. Take the time off."

"Thank you," Lilly said. She couldn't imagine doing much of anything except laying under her blankets, if her head persisted in feeling like this.

"Keys," he prompted.

She picked them up, then she winced as there was dried blood caked on the car key. She gingerly removed it from the ring and said, "Sorry. It may need a rinse. I managed to gouge him a couple of times."

His eyes widened incredulously for a moment before he reached out and took the key from her.

He didn't seem to have an aversion to the bloody key. It was, she supposed, his meal of choice. A slow smile, a genuine one, pulled across his face. He said, "Yes, Miss Ferguson, I do admire your spirit."

About Michelle:

Michelle Roth is a novelist from the Great White North (Toronto, ON). When she's not disappearing into foreign lands, or making two perfect strangers that she invented fall in love, she's probably curled up somewhere with a glass of wine and a good book.

In her spare time she is typically hanging out with her awesome boyfriend and their two equally awesome cats. She likes taking road trips to nowhere in particular, cooking elaborate meals then making other people do the dishes, and being nerdy on the internet. Her books are currently available on Amazon, Nook, Kobo, and any other place that sells absolutely filthy romance novels.

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