Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Rockin the Heart Cover Reveal

Today on my blog I have the Cover Reveal for Gracen Miller's new book Rockin the Heart and this cover is so SEXY!! I can't wait for it to release so I can read it. But before I show you the cover lets's get to know more about Gracen:

Gracen is a hopeless daydreamer masquerading as a “normal” person in southern society.  When not writing, she’s a full-time basketball/football/guitar mom for her two sons and a devoted wife to her real-life hero-husband. She’s addicted to writing, paranormal romance novels, movies, Alabama football and coffee…addictions are not necessarily in order of priority. She is convinced coffee is nectar from the gods and blending coffee and writing together generates the perfect creative merger. Many of her creative worlds are spawned from coffee highs. To learn more about Gracen and her writing or to leave her a comment, visit her at the following sites:

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Now for the Cover Reveal:




ROCKIN the HEART by Gracen Miller
NA Contemporary
Expected release date: January 23





(unofficial blurb – official blurb will release along with the book on January 23, 2014)
 If music nourishes the soul…
 Loved by millions, but shunned by blood, Heath “Fang” Fangor has led his band, Hot Wired, to the top while others have fallen by the wayside. He devoted his life to music, and from that devotion harvested a new family—his band mates and fans.
 A man can desire nothing else…or can he?
 Living in the shadow of her brother’s fame sucks! Sam Collins is desperate to have what she wants—a simple and uncomplicated life. She’s no stranger to scandals and how they work. Now that she’s inadvertently dragged Fang into the center of her latest gossip, could the scandal she created in her quest for freedom have gone too far?
 Amid stardom the heart stages a new melody…
 Fang has more fame and fortune than he will ever need, but none of that matters if he can’t have the woman of his dreams. Years have been wasted waiting for the right moment to approach the woman his heart desires above all others. There’s just one major problem...she’s his best friend’s sister. To have her, he will have to risk it all.
 That might be responsible for Rockin the Heart!


WOW that cover is SEXY! I love the teaser. Can't wait for January to get here so I can read this book.

Thanks for stopping by my blog today. I would also like to say Thank You to Gracen for letting me participate in this reveal.
~Sabrina

Ixeos Book Blast


Today on my blog I have the Ixeos book blast. On my stop there is a spotlight and giveaway.

After the decisive Battle of La Defense, Darian and the rebellion try to cope with the loss of Landon and with his warning: It won't be as easy as you think. With the transporter under outsider control, and all the slaves and rebels willing to fight, Darian should be able to win. But the Firsts seem to have eyes and ears everywhere, and they have weapons and capabilities no one dreamed of. How can Darian wrap up a global war without destroying the planet the humans will need to rebuild their lives?


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Born and raised in Rockledge, Florida, Jennings spent her early years reading anything she could get her hands on, when she wasn’t spending time in and on the water. She won a prize in the 6th grade for her science fiction stories.
Jennings attended the University of the South and the University of Tampa, graduating with a B.A. in Political Science, and almost enough credits for B.A.s in both English and History. She spent time over the years doing various kinds of script doctoring, business writing, editing, and teaching writing, but mostly having and raising her family, homeschooling her children, owning and running a business with her husband, and starting a non-profit to Uganda.
Thanks to a crazy idea called NaNoWriMo Jennings got back into creative writing in 2011 and hasn’t stopped since. She’s written four novels and a screenplay in less than a year, with more ideas on the drawing board. She currently lives in North Carolina with her husband, also a writer, and two children, and travels extensively.
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Thursday, December 12, 2013

Dragonfly Blog tour


Today on my blog I have the Dragonfly tour. On my stop there is a spotlight, excerpt, and giveaway.


On the nights when 22-year-old Jessica Parker dreams, she relives one hellish memory—the day she was viciously raped in the woods by a man with a dragonfly tattoo. She wakes up feeling like the helpless child she used to be, and sinks back into her day-to-day life with her jaded mother, her mother’s live-in boyfriend and drug-dealer, Arnie, and her young sister, Rachel. Life seems stable enough for a while, and she almost believes that she can achieve some semblance of normality. That is until she catches word from Detective Sam Hayden that the monster that shattered her life has been released from prison.

Jessica is asked to relive her nightmarish ordeal again in order to help Hayden unravel an underground network of child sex-slave trafficking known as Dragonfly. This network hides the face of a serial killer he’s been hunting for ten years, and Jessica may hold the key to finding his identity. Together they follow every lead and struggle to unveil the dragonflies hidden among them behind the guise of neighbors, friendly strangers—even officers of the law—before another victim vanishes in a web that leaves no trace behind.

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The interior of the car was quite lavish; the lush, soft leather seats were heated and the temperature of the cab was programmed on a large LED screen on the dashboard. Rachel could see it clearly from her seat behind the driver, a man she’d never met nor seen before that morning. But Arnie said that he was a friend and that she could trust him. Besides, he said that Jess wasn’t feeling well, and without her presence in the morning walk to the bus stop the ritual lost its magic. Plus, driving up in a luxurious vehicle that looked as though it could belong to the POTUS himself would make her the envy of the day. Kids in school would look through their classroom windows and see the man open the door for her. She would hold her head high like she was the queen of the freaking playground and sashay all the way down the path to the entrance. Sissy Renner would lose her mind with jealousy, and that alone was worth the extravagant entrance.
“Have you known Arnie long?” Rachel asked. She couldn’t even see the back of his head from where she sat, but she could see his eyes in the rearview mirror. It was difficult to tell if they were blue or gray, and the lack of any sort of mood behind his lashes made those beautiful eyes somewhat depressing.
He reached over and opened the glove compartment. He lifted a small bottle of water over his shoulder, waggling his hand until she took it. He snapped the compartment shut and then set his eyes on the road. “You looked thirsty,” he said. His accent gave his words rhythm, and he pronounced his vowels in the back of his throat, unlike anything she’d heard before. “Oh, I’ve known Arnold about seven years now. My name is Olav.”
Rachel looked down at the bottle. She was a little thirsty, and she would have been more than happy to take a drink, were it not for the fact that the cap had already been opened. The tiny little plastic bridges all the way around the cap had been snapped. She shook the water as modestly as she could. There were little white flecks and particles floating around. Were it tap water, she might have excused them, but she’d never seen anything floating freely in bottled filtered water before. It settled like dust at the bottom, dissolving a little more each time she shook it.
When she looked up, she saw him staring right into her eyes. It startled her, made her chest ache and her hands run cold. But she ran a hand through her hair to pretend as though everything was okay, and untwisted the cap of the water bottle. She held it up to her lips, tipped it up, but kept the water from entering her mouth. When she wiped her lips and smiled, he nodded contently and returned to watching the road. She spun the cap back onto the bottle and stared out the window.
This wasn’t the road to her school. This street would eventually curve in the opposite direction. She ground her teeth and tried not to jump to conclusions, but she couldn’t ignore the facts. She’d been handed tampered water, which had been laced with God only knew what, and this man—this stranger—was taking her somewhere far away from where he was supposed to.
She’d been taken. She wasn’t an idiot, she knew the signs. She’d been stupid enough to trust the word of a man she’d only known a year—a drug addict and dealer—just like the girls in all of the Stranger Danger Awareness videos she’d sat through at school. She couldn’t believe she’d been so naive. But, as much as her teachers had done to educate them in how to avoid being kidnapped, she had no idea what she should do next. No one ever told you what to do when you became one of the unlucky ones. What was the drug that he’d tried to slip her, and what would he be expecting it to do to her within the next few minutes? What would he do if he found out that she hadn’t taken even a sip? Who was he, and why had Arnie sent her away with him? Where had her mother been all morning? Was Jess really sick? Would she make it home? Was this man going to kill her?

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Ronnell D. Porter was raised in Ogden, Utah, and now resides in Denver, Colorado. During his free time he plays the violin, dabbles in graphic design, and, of course, thoroughly enjoys writing stories. He believes that a novel written simply to entertain does its readers a disservice; instead, a book’s narrative should always change the way we perceive the  world around us, and grant us a little more wisdom than we had when starting the story.

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~Sabrina

Pendomus Blog Tour


Today on my blog I have the Pendomus blog tour. On my stop there is a spotlight and giveaway.


Humanity has colonized on the tidally locked planet Pendomus. 


Residing between extreme heat and frigid cold is the complex known as the Helix. Within lies a highly sophisticated society functioning solely on humans fulfilling their life’s purpose as determined by their natural aptitudes and daily brain scans. 

Seventeen-year-old Runa Cophem has found her calling studying the ancient trees nearby and anxiously awaits a professional placement which will allow her to continue her work. 

Runa’s life takes an unforeseen turn when she’s brutally attacked and left for dead in those woods. Rescued by a stranger with blue hair, she’s immersed into a surprising way humanity has survived without the Helix. Fueled by a yearning to understand and an attraction she didn’t even know was possible, Runa tries to make a new life for herself. Yet, there’s much she doesn’t know about herself, about the planet, and the forces controlling her from afar. 

What she needs are some answers.



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Born and raised in central MN, Carissa Andrews has always loved books. She started her career at 15 in a bookstore, just to be able to afford her book fetish. By 19, she worked for a magazine publisher. At 22, she was working for printers to learn their trade. At 27, she went back to school for graphic design, and became an award winning designer. Little did she know all of her experiences would lead her to becoming a self-publishing power house. 


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~Sabrina

Backward Compatible Book Blast


Today on my blog I  have the Backward Compatible Book Blast. On my stop there is a spotlight, book trailer and giveaway.


Not too long ago,

in a town that,

depending on your current location,

is either not super far

or actually quite close…


It is a time of chaotic hormones.
Two nerdy gents
home for winter break
have discovered a female gamer
at a midnight release.

During the break,
the gamer trio manages
to reveal the game’s secret boss,
a hidden enemy
with enough power to destroy
anything in its path.

Pursued by other gamers
who want to be the first
to beat this boss,
George and Katie race to level up,
and, in so doing, restore decency
and sexual activity to their personal galaxy…



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Sarah Daltry: 
Sarah Daltry writes about the regular people who populate our lives. She’s written works in various genres – romance, erotica, fantasy, horror. Genre isn’t as important as telling a story about people and how their lives unfold. Sarah tends to focus on YA/NA characters but she’s been known to shake it up. Most of her stories are about relationships – romantic, familial, friendly – because love and empathy are the foundation of life. It doesn’t matter if the story is set in contemporary NY, historical Britain, or a fantasy world in the future – human beings are most interesting in the ways they interact with others. This is the principle behind all of Sarah’s stories.

Sarah has spent most of her life in school, from her BA and MA in English and writing to teaching both at the high school and college level. She also loves studying art history and really anything because learning is fun.
When Sarah isn’t writing, she tends to waste a lot of time checking Facebook for pictures of cats, shooting virtual zombies, and simply staring out the window.
She has written several books, most notably Bitter Fruits, an urban fantasy in the Eden’s Fall series, and the Flowering series, including Forget Me Not, Lily of the Valley, and Star of Bethlehem.
Pete Clark:
Pete Clark likes writing, animals, potato chips, and cheese. Midnight Riders is his first published novel, although he can also proudly say he finally finished Helix Crashing, the fantasy novel he has been working on for over a decade. In addition, he has written Across the Barren Landscape, a collection of linked Western short stories. He also writes plays, both dramatic and comedic.
When he is not writing, Pete tends to ignore everyone around him and obsess over sports.


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~Sabrina



When Stars Die Book Blast


Today on my blog I have the When Stars Die book  blast. On my stop there is a  spotlight, excerpt, and giveaway.


Amber Skye Forbes is a dancing writer who prefers pointe shoes over street shoes, leotards over skirts, and ballet buns over hairstyles. She loves striped tights and bows and will edit your face with a Sharpie if she doesn't like your attitude. She lives in Augusta, Georgia where she writes dark fiction that will one day put her in a psychiatric ward...again. But she doesn't care because her cat is a super hero who will break her out.

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Amelia Gareth's brother is a witch and the only way to save her family from the taint in his blood is to become a professed nun at Cathedral Reims in the snowy city of Malva. However, in order to become professed, she must endure trials that all nuns must face. 

Surviving these trials is not easy, especially for Amelia, who is being stalked by shadowy beings only she can see. They're searching for people they can physically touch, because only those they can touch can see them. Amelia soon learns why she is being stalked when she accidentally harms her best friend with fire during the third trial. Fire is a witch's signature. The shadows are after witches.
          
Now Amelia must decide what to do: should she continue on her path to profession knowing there is no redemption, or should she give up on her dream and turn away from Cathedral Reims in order to stop the shadows who plan to destroy everything she loves?



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“You know the rules, Olly. You know how things are supposed to be between us. It’s worse for nuns, especially. You’ll just be given a slap on the hand, but I’ll be exiled.” I close my eyes, soaking in the reality of the implications we toss between each other. “Nothing but this can ever exist between us, Oliver.”

His eyes fall to the scuffed floor. “Not even in secret?”

“Not even in secret. So whatever we feel about each other, we just have to ignore.”

He frowns. “Like we’ve been doing this whole time, Amelia? I just can’t do that, seeing you every day, with your hair, your eyes, your smile.” He turns away, his cheeks flushing a light purple, a peculiar color for a blush, but his blush, nonetheless.

“Would you rather be my friend, or not have me at all, because if you can’t control yourself, then it will have to be the latter.”

Oliver says nothing and starts down the tight corridor of shuttered classrooms and study areas. Not a soul breathes behind them--only the knowledge of Cathedral Reims exists behind those doors when no one occupies those rooms. From day one, those rooms contain everything anyone in the Professed Order ever needs to know and nothing else. We don’t need to know anything else, certainly not about feelings or being human.

We make it halfway down the corridor, when Oliver stops me again. “Since nothing can ever happen between us, can I at least kiss you?”

I raise my eyebrow, an intense heat blossoming in my stomach that threatens to seep under every edge of me. “What will kissing do? If you like it, you’re going to want more.”

“I just want to know what it’s like to kiss you, that’s all. And once I know, I don’t think I’ll want any more.”

I sigh, mulling over his request. I’m about to decide, when I hear a familiar pair of boots pound in the direction of the stairwell that leads to the first floor. None other than Theosodore Branch appears, bearing a jagged smile that makes me want to run to my room.

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~Sabrina

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Luminous Blog Tour


Today on my blog I have the Luminous tour. On my stop there is a spotlight, guest post, excerpt, and giveaway.


Jasmine was born in Tucson, Arizona, the oldest of two children. She spent her teen years living in Phoenix, Arizona and then attended the University of Arizona in Tucson where she earned her Bachelor of Arts degree in Creative Writing. She married and moved to Salt Lake City, Utah where her husband attended graduate school at the University of Utah. There she adopted a love for the changing seasons, snowboarding and the beauty of the mountains.
She spent several years working on a literary novel but found her heart wasn’t in it. Finally she quit her day job to write full time and embraced her life-long love of fantasy fiction.  She wrote Luminous, the first novel in the Psyne series (pronounced "sign") and followed it up with the sequel, Prism, due out the summer of 2014.  With a third series novel in the works and no end in sight, Jasmine will be spending a great deal of time in the Psyne Universe over the next several years.  When she’s not writing or spending time with her family, she loves to horseback ride, dance, make elaborate costumes just for the fun of it, and is always planning her next decadent tea party.


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What would you do if the world you loved was taken from you forever?
...and what would you sacrifice to get it back?

Magical, Mythical, Mesmerizing…
A powerful race of beings lives and works among us and we don’t even know it. To us, they are known as mermaids, sirens and water nymphs, but they call themselves the Psyne. They have lived on Earth since ancient times, wield powerful magic and have only one weakness—love.
When Psyne suddenly start disappearing around the globe, the remaining aquatars are evacuated to their home world and a ban is placed on Earth. Ilauria, a devoted servant to the Psyne Council, can’t abide abandoning the missing eight, and with the help of her long-time friend, Shivan, and a subversive member of the Venvian Psyne named Adante, she embarks on a harrowing rescue mission to uncover who or what is powerful enough to subdue her kind.
What Ilauria discovers will cause her to question her loyalties, re-examine her dual nature, and will shake the very foundations of the truths her society holds dear.


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The breeze sailed through the branches causing the afternoon light to glisten off something shiny and smooth.  The glimmer caught Gavin’s eye and he approached the thicket with caution.  He quickly dropped to his knees, peering into the bushes.  His eyes adjusted to the dimly lit underbrush and danced across a shiny area of blue-green fish scales. 
His breath stuck in his throat as he followed the scales upwards.  They gave way to a narrow waist of milky skin that led to the torso of a woman with long, red curly hair.  He swallowed hard as his eyes took in the woman curled up on her side and the glistening fish tail undeniably apart of her.
The same memory from before of the woman in the ocean flashed across his mind.  The soft glow of her skin contrasted against the water as her black hair streamed behind her.  Her blue eyes sparkled like flaming sapphires and her fish tail swayed beneath her. 
Gavin’s heart pounded against his chest as he attempted to steady his breathing.  When he shook his head and focused on the woman before him, he couldn’t believe he was staring at a living myth right before his very eyes. 
In stunned silence, Gavin spread the branches apart and crawled into the thicket, pausing to take in the spectacle of the mermaid before him. 
The luxurious flukes of the abundant fish tail were curled beneath the woman’s body, pressed into the moist earth and wrapped around her hips.  The delicate blue-green tail reminded him of the showy dorsal fins of Siamese fighting fish.  Smaller fins adorned the sides of her slender hips and the iridescent scales of her tail faded below her navel, giving way to smooth skin that covered the rest of her body.  Her hair obscured her face and her thin arms were folded against her chest with her hands wrapped tightly under her chin. 
Hesitantly, he touched the shiny scales of her tail and goose bumps broke out on his arm. 
“Oh my God,” he whispered.
She was cold to the touch but she was real, as real as he was. 
His mouth hung open in disbelief as his mind raced, struggling to process what he saw before him.  The seconds ticked by but only one thought hovered in his mind: he had to get her out of there and he had to get her somewhere safe.  

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Letter from the Hero


This letter is written by Ilauria, the main character of the novel, Luminous, to her first love, a man named Phaedrus.  This is a look at Ilauria’s feelings and regrets long before the start of Luminous.  Rest assured, this letter is spoiler-free.

My dear Phaedrus,
By now, enough years have passed that I know your short human lifespan has come to an end.  In some ways I envy you.  At least you could look forward to an end, a release from this life and the suffering that comes with it.  For me, an eternity is all that awaits:  endless days, weeks, and years and all the while, I mourn the loss of our love and the life we might have shared. 

Do I now regret the decision I had made to leave you?  I do.  I had regretted it the very moment I had made it but that still had not changed the fact that I had to do it.  As Psyne, it is forbidden to love a human, let alone become one permanently in order to live out our lives together.  I would have brought the wrath of the Bahree down upon us both.  I hope that you realized how pointless it would have been for me to stay with you.  The Bahree would have hunted us down to the ends of the Earth.  We would not have been allowed to lead normal lives, we would have been fugitives.  My people were too strong, their laws too great for us to have overcome.

Even as I write this, trying to convince myself that I made the correct decision, I know in my heart that I did not.  Love is a curious thing.  I did not expect to feel as I do.  The love I felt for you is as powerful now as it ever was.  It makes mourning your passing all the more painful.  Pain…it too is something I am not familiar with, that is, until I had made the decision to leave you.  Pain is like a shadow, it follows me everywhere I go and I can never be free of it.  Pain is not something Psyne normally experience.  Perhaps this is my punishment.

I think about our time together, Phaedrus, and I marvel at how you had put me in touch with my human side, something I had never known before meeting you.  My people pride themselves on shunning their human half in favor of their magical half, the mermaid form.  I wonder if they realize how cold and logical our magical side truly is.  Learning about my human half taught me warmth and connection, passion and emotion.  Sometimes I dream about how your fingertips had traced the designs across my back, how warm your touch felt across my skin, skin that had never been touched before.  How I had longed for you to know me as no one else ever had, showing you my luminaea for the first time, the magic sigils adorning the entirety of my back, something we Psyne always kept hidden with our abundantly long hair.  To see the love and wonder reflected in your eyes when you looked at me, words cannot describe how you made me feel.

 I do regret leaving you, with every breath I take, with every heartbeat.  There, I have said it.  How funny what we hide from ourselves and how hard it can be, sometimes, to be truthful with what lies in our heart.  I know there can never be a second chance for us now but our love has not died with you.  I carry our love in my heart and that is where it shall remain. 

If second chances were real, I would do things differently.  I would relish in being a fugitive with you, running from the Bahree, if only it would mean I could have one more minute with you…one more second.  I was afraid before but no longer.  If only I had done things differently, we could have been together, at least for a little while, and I assure you, I will carry that pain with me for eternity. 

I love you, Phaedrus.  I always will.
Ilauria


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~Sabrina