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Saturday, 31 May 2014

The Release Day Blitz for The Garden of Death by LL Hunter

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Welcome to

The Release Day Blitz 

for 

The Garden of Death 

by 

LL Hunter





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Genre: YA Fantasy
Reveal Host: Lady Amber's Tours

Blurb

You wouldn’t think dying in the place
where death rules would change the fate
of the world, would you? Well it did. I died,
and now everything is upside down.

When Eden died in the Realm of Death, unbeknownst to everyone, her death changed the world. When her lifeless body is found by her father, Lakyn and brought back to the Michaelite Sanctuary, everyone thinks she is just suffering from the effects of the Death Blossom.

Little do they know, Eden is actually stuck inside her own alternative reality—one where she’s married to Asher, and all the souls of the newly dead have been spat out of the death realm.
Now Eden must race against the clock, and figure out what is going on with the souls including her own, all before she wakes up. The fate of the world rests on the shoulders of one sixteen- year old half demon, half angel girl.

Will it be too late? Or will Eden’s soul linger in the Garden of Death for eternity?

The highly anticipated sequel to the bestselling

The Garden of Eden


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L.L. Hunter is the author of over 20 published works, including The Legend of the Archangel Series and The Garden of Eden. She has studied everything from veterinary nursing, forensic science, and dramatic arts, but has always known her true calling was to be an author. 



She has been writing since her teens - everything from fan fiction, to song lyrics, to plays and musicals. When not working on her next paranormal romance, she can be found at home in Australia, reading somewhere comfortable with one or both of her “fur babies.” 


Follow her on Facebook, Twitter @llhunterbooks, and her blog - http://llhunter.blogspot.com.au.

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You can pre-order The Garden of Death now on iBooks:

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I hope you can join tomorrow for DAY ONE of my own Book Blog Tour for the release of my novel Crimson Fire Book II in The Seraphoenix Saga, and whatever you do, don't miss out on the awesome give-away as the swag is just too heavenly!

Have a great Saturday and I'll see you tomorrow



Friday, 30 May 2014

The Blog Tour & $50 GiveAway for The Only Boy by Jordan Locke

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Welcome to

The Blog Tour & GiveAway 

for 

The Only Boy 

by 

Jordan Locke

The only boy


The Only Boy by Jordan Locke Mary is stuck in Section One, living with three hundred women in a crumbling hospital. She wonders what life was like two centuries ago, before the Cleansing wiped out all the men. But the rules—the Matriarch's senseless rules—prevent her from exploring the vacant city to find out. Taylor's got a dangerous secret: he's a boy. His compound's been destroyed, and he's been relocated to Section One. Living under the Matriarch means giving up possessions, eating canned food and avoiding all physical contact. Baggy clothes hide his flat chest and skinny legs, but if anyone discovers what lies beneath, he'll be exiled. Maybe even executed. Mary's never seen a boy—the Matriarch cut the pictures of men from the textbooks—and she doesn't suspect Taylor's secret. If she knew, she might understand the need to stop the girls from teasing him. If she knew, she might realize why she breaks the rules, just to be near him. Then again, she might be frightened to death of him. Taylor should go. The Matriarch is watching his every move. But running means leaving Mary—and braving the land beyond the compound's boundaries.

Praise for The Only Boy “It’s not a dystopia that does a good job—it’s a great book that happens to be a dystopia.” Rachel Miller, Editor “This book is one of the best of its genre I have read, it kept me gripped to its satisfying end.” Janet Love, Amazon UK Reviewer “If you like a different take on the dystopian genre then I would highly recommend this unique and amazing book.” Tamara Bass, The Avid Book Collector

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Jordan Locke
  
  Author Jordan Locke 


Jordan Locke lives in Connecticut with his wife, two lively daughters and a well-behaved whippet. A graphic designer by trade, his creativity spilled over into the literary world. After years of writing, reading and learning the craft, his fifth novel, The Only Boy, brought him offers of representation from two well-known agents. Now, after the dog is fed and the kids are in bed, you will find him tapping away at the keyboard.



 

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Blog Tour Giveaway $50 Amazon Gift Card or Paypal Cash Ends 6/8/14 Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code or Paypal Cash. Winning Entry will be verified prior to prize being awarded. No purchase necessary. You must be 18 or older to enter or have your parent enter for you. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter and announced here as well as emailed and will have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen. This giveaway is in no way associated with Facebook, Twitter, Rafflecopter or any other entity unless otherwise specified. The number of eligible entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Kathy from I Am A Reader, Not A Writer and sponsored by the author. VOID WHERE PROHIBITED BY LAW. a Rafflecopter giveaway

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Excerpt: 

From Taylor’s Point of View The pit is dark and musty. Dirt walls line two sides, and bars surround the rest. Every so often, footsteps tap overhead, but other than that, silence. No one told me how long I’ll be here. I think the rulebook says three weeks for fighting, but the Matriarch might have added destroying property. I touch my chin, and stubble prickles my fingers. Before long, the beard will be impossible to hide. I should never have come to Section One. I could have run—disappeared—after the Earthers bombed my compound. Even when the Matriarch sent a carrier pigeon, I didn’t leave. I waited for someone to come. My hair was long, and I figured I could pass for a girl. I should have realized it was a mistake. I have no idea how long I’m here—maybe hours, maybe days—before a shaft of light shines across the room. Footsteps approach, hinges squeak, and metal slams shut. Someone is breathing in the cell next to mine. I imagine Katherine sitting inside. It could be weeks of only her and me. I’ll go insane. I crawl away, push my back against the cold wall. A calm clear voice says, “Taylor?” I let myself smile. It’s Mary. Excerpt: From Mary’s Point of View I hoped a new arrival—someone who hadn’t spent every day locked inside—might bring a sense of adventure, or at least have interesting stories. But Taylor doesn’t even want to talk to me. What a letdown. After lunch, I go back to class. When I see who’s sitting at the desk next to mine, my face grows hot. It’s bad enough I have to suffer through another of the Matriarch’s lectures, but to have Taylor beside me the whole time, that’s going to be torture. I sit at my desk and face the front wall—painted black, with lines of chalk dust ground into the cracks. Taylor speaks in a faint mumble. “Sorry.” When I can no longer stop myself from looking, I turn my head. Taylor’s eyes catch mine. Blue eyes. Haunting eyes. I open my mouth to speak, to accept the apology, but can’t even breathe. The Matriarch steps inside the room and flashes one of her fake smiles. “Taylor, would you come to the front of the class?” The girls whisper as Taylor inches forward. Hanging above is an Emergency Room sign. A piece has broken off, and some of the letters have peeled away. Now, the sign reads EMERGE. Excerpt: From Taylor’s Point of View I place the biology textbook on a stainless-steel table, flip through the yellowing pages and stop on a cross-section of a woman. Her organs are carefully illustrated—heart, lungs, uterus. The next page is missing. Not ripped out. Cut, as if sliced with a surgeon’s scalpel. The library at home has the complete book. I’ve seen the missing page—the anatomy of man. An extinct creature, as far as anyone knows. A voice from behind says, “What are you reading?” My shoulders tense when I turn to see Mary. None of the girls at home looked like her—dark eyes, perfectly straight nose and full, round lips. Her hair brushes my cheek as she leans over. She shouldn’t be so close. I ease the book shut and try to look calm. “We studied biology last year,” she says. “Did your teacher go over it?” In Section Seven, we self-studied, but she doesn’t need to know that. “No.” I carry the book to the shelf. She follows. “You should read the part on genetics. It’s really interesting.” I slip the book between a car manual and a medical dictionary. “I’ve read the whole thing.” “But you said you hadn’t studied it yet.” To avoid her gaze, I stare out the window at the abandoned skyscrapers and trash-covered barriers. “Don’t you have class or something?” “We’re on lunch break.” I growl. “Go eat.” My voice is too husky, too deep. “I was tryin’ to be nice.” She turns to walk away. I grab her wrist to stop her. Her skin is warm and smooth. “What are you doing?” She wrenches her arm free. “You’re gonna end up in the pit.” I step away, and she hurries toward the door, shoulders back and chin high. The loose-fitting hospital gown can’t hide the curve of her figure. I want to touch her again. Excerpt: From Mary’s Point of View I stand on the roof, scanning the city. Many of the buildings are crumbling, from centuries of decay. Below me, trash from the hospital circles the compound, piled into a wall. A fuel tanker sits on one side of our water tower, a broken-down car on the other. In the distance lies the forest. I would love to wander through the trees, to search for whatever wildlife still lives, to see if I can find just one flower. It isn’t the rules that stop me. It’s the Earthers—the women who live in the woods. I saw two of them, years ago, when I snuck out one day and wandered into the forest. A child’s voice echoed in the distance. I hid behind a bush and peered through the leaves. A woman and her daughter approached, wearing deerskin parkas, their skin darkened by the sun. I wondered, without men and without a genetics lab, how was the daughter created? The girl heaved a spear at a tree, and it fell short of the trunk. “You need to follow through,” the woman said. “And turn your hips.” She made a twisting motion. “Like this.” “Why can’t we just eat vegetables?” “Snow will come soon.” The woman picked up the spear. “The crops won’t last through winter.” “I’m not gonna kill the animals,” the girl said. “When you’re hungry enough, you will.” The woman turned my way, and I ducked. Their footsteps grew closer, their voices louder. They were within feet of the bush. I crouched. Leaves crunched under my knees. When the footsteps stopped, I ran. Before I got more than a few yards, my foot caught on a stick, and I fell. By the time I righted myself, the woman hovered over me, holding the tip of the spear to my chest. The girl ran to the woman’s side. “Don’t kill her!”\ “Get back, Wren!” She moved the spear to my face, inches from my nose, and held a frightening scowl. The girl pulled on her mother’s skirt. “You’re scaring her.” The woman’s eyes never left me as she scooped up the girl. With the spear pointed at me, she backed away. Even though my hands were shaking and I could barely stand, I wanted to follow them into the forest.

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Thanks for joining me again, sorry the posts have been a little sparse all week, it's just the way it happened! LOL  June on the other hand is a constant flow all the way through.

I'm here again in the morning with a Release Day Blitz, come back if you get chance and don't forget to enter the fabulous cash give-away today.

See you in the morning


Monday, 26 May 2014

The Release Day Blitz & GiveAway for Crane by Stacey Rourke

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Welcome to

The Release Day Blitz 

& GiveAway 

for 

Crane 

by 

Stacey Rourke



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Genre: NA Paranormal Thriller
Hosted by: Lady Amber's Tours

Blurb:

The Horseman is unending, his presence shan’t lessen. If you break the curse, you become the legend. Washington Irving and Rip Van Winkle had no choice but to cover up the deadly truth behind Ichabod Crane’s disappearance. Centuries later, a Crane returns to Sleepy Hollow awakening macabre secrets once believed to be buried deep.  What if the monster that spawned the legend lived within you? Now, Ireland Crane, reeling from a break-up and seeking a fresh start, must rely on the newly awakened Rip Van Winkle to discover the key to channeling the darkness swirling within her. Bodies are piling high and Ireland is the only one that can save Sleepy Hollow by embracing her own damning curse.  But is anyone truly safe when the Horseman rides?

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Crane is the fifth full length novel written by award winning author Stacey Rourke. She lives in Michigan with her husband, two beautiful daughters, and two giant, drooly dogs. Stacey loves to travel, has an unhealthy shoe addiction and considers herself blessed to make a career out of talking to the imaginary people that live in her head. 




Visit her at:

or on Twitter @Rourkewrites

Buy Links: 





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Join me later in the week when I'm back with another fabulous author and Blog Tour!


Saturday, 24 May 2014

The Water Crisis Chronicles Blog Tour with Amber Garr

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Welcome to

The Water Crisis Chronicles Blog Tour 

Waterproof

By 

Amber Garr


Dying of thirst is the new reality.

Five years after the last drop of clean water disappeared, global societies collapsed and nuclear war shattered all hope of recovery. In a place now only a skeleton of its former self, survivors fight to avoid capture by the government. Forced to work in factories that produce the only drinking water available, those who go in, never come out.

Zach and Vivienne have lived as deserters since they were teenagers. Fighting amongst their own and scrounging for the necessities of life, they’ve learned to rely on each other in every way. Yet when tragedy strikes and the true objectives of the government facility are revealed, their world is ripped apart.

A fate once thought to hold their demise may be the sole answer to their survival. Who can they trust? Who can they believe?


In this life, it pays to be waterproof.

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Excerpt 
Ten more steps.
My legs ached with every jarring move, growing heavier the closer I got to my destination. The weight of my bounty pulled against me like a prisoner’s chain. If I dropped it, I would be safe. The idea taunted me as I ran through the abandoned junk yard, dodging large pieces of scrap metal and sliding over the rusty hoods of skeletal cars.
“Drop them or I’ll shoot you dead,” a gruff voice yelled behind me.
I didn’t dare turn back. Something whizzed past my ear and slammed into the side of an old van blocking the path in front of me. A reddish dust full of steel splinters exploded in my face as the unmistakable sound of tearing metal pierced the dusk air. I’d gravely misjudged this group of deserters.
Heart hammering in my chest, I slid to a stop before crashing into the bullet hole meant for my head. Two bottles slipped from my arms and rolled underneath the van before I could stop them. Shit. There wasn’t enough time but I couldn’t go back with only those left in my hands.
 I braved a look behind at my pursuers. The three men tearing after me had nothing but revenge in their eyes. If the two sawed-off shotguns didn’t represent their intentions, then the man firing the military rifle at my head made it very clear.
Another bullet slammed into the van just as I ducked down to retrieve the bottles. Footsteps pounded against the broken pavement and dead leaves, sounding more like an army than a handful of survivors like me. I reached as far as my shoulder would allow, ignoring the pain searing through my tired muscles. My fingertips brushed the plastic container just before it rolled further under the van.
“Where’d he go?” one of the men called out. He sounded close.
Dropping to my stomach, I nestled the remaining bottles under my left arm, while trying to retrieve the others with my right. After squeezing half my body underneath the van, I finally grabbed the first, then the second. Another shot ricocheted off the ground in front of me. They were trying to flush out my position and if they found me now, I was dead.
Scooping up the prized possessions I’d risked my life for, I prepared to run. Trapped between two vehicles, only one option presented itself - I’d have to get to the old cargo containers. This particular group of deserters set up their camp inside a metal scrap yard. Smart and resourceful. The dilapidated containers had been pushed to the sides, creating a barrier and providing some semblance of safety. Although I’d slipped through them easily on my way in, my arms were now full of water bottles that slowed me down.
Water. Wars were fought and lost over it. People died. Billions of humans perished in the days leading up to the end. And now I risked my life for a mere eight liters because we’d used the last natural drop of clean water on the planet five years ago.
Metal cracked above my head. Dust fell into my eyes and tiny pellets showered over my back like a swarm of bees.
“I’ve got him!”
I looked up in fear, only to see that I still had a clear path to my escape. Shotgun man had his sights somewhere else. Now was my chance.
Sucking in a deep breath, I scrambled to my feet and ran as hard as I could toward the narrow crevice between the containers. Forcing myself not to turn and look where they were, I ignored the shouting and distinct sound of shells hitting the ground.

Five more steps.

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About the Author:


Amber Garr spends her days as a scientist and nights writing about other worlds. Born in Pennsylvania, she lives in Maryland with her husband and their furry kids. Her childhood imaginary friend was a witch, Halloween is sacred, and she is certain she has a supernatural sense of smell. Amber is a multiple Royal Palm Literary Award winner, author of The Syrenka Series, The Leila Marx Novels, The Water Crisis Chronicles, and the upcoming Death Warden Series. When not obsessing over the unknown, she can be found dancing, reading, or enjoying a good movie.


Twitter: @AmberGarr1

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Have a great weekend and join me again on Monday!


Wednesday, 21 May 2014

The Book Blog Tour for Ghosthunting Kentucky by Patti Starr

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Welcome to

The Book Blog Tour 

for 

Ghosthunting Kentucky 

by 

Patti Starr



Patti Starr, Certified Ghost Hunter

Patti Starr is a world renowned paranormal investigator who owns the Ghost Chasers International organization founded in 1996 based in Lexington, Kentucky.  She is also owner of the Ghost Hunter Shop and The Mystical Paranormal Fair both located at 835 Porter Place, Lexington, Kentucky. Patti is also the owner and tour guide for the immensely popular Bardstown Ghost Trek which she started in 1997 in Bardstown, KY.

With over 30 years of paranormal research and ghost investigations Patti has captured many anomalies in photos, videos and audios while investigating haunted locations. Her goal as an experienced and accomplished paranormal investigator is to collect evidence to support the premise that life goes on even after death. She is very active as a ghost researcher, author, lecturer, consultant, dowser, and teacher. Her book, Ghost Hunting in Kentucky and Beyond, is widely hailed as a must-have resource for all serious ghost hunters.

Patti’s new book “Ghosthunting, Kentucky” came out in September of 2010 when Clerisy Publisher created a series of books called “America’s Haunted Road Trip”. They chose one author from each state to write about the ghosts in public places so people can take a road trip to visit these haunted locations.  Patti was chosen to write "Ghosthunting Kentucky".

Patti taught ghost hunting courses at the Bluegrass Community and Technical College in Lexington, Kentucky from 2001 - 2008. Her Ghost Hunter Certification Home Study Course is in great demand and she has students from all over the world enrolled. She is currently lecturing at numerous universities, colleges, and libraries throughout the United States. She currently runs a Ghost Hunting Academy out of her Ghost Hunter’s Shop in Lexington, KY where she has several hundred students. Some of these students include her Junior Ghost Hunting Groups.

Patti’s work has been documented in numerous newspapers and magazines including the Atlanta Journal-Constitution, the Philadelphia Inquirer, Oracle 20/20, Ghost Magazine and Southern Distinction.

In 2006 Patti Starr was voted as one of the Top Ten Ghost Hunter Paranormal Investigators in America for 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011 and 2013. 

Patti is a frequent guest on television and radio programs. She has been featured twice on “My Ghost Story” She has been featured on national TV such as A&E “Airline” filmed in Birmingham, AL, at the haunted Sloss Furnaces and a film clip of that investigation was featured on the Montel Williams Show.  She was also featured on the Food Network “The Best of Fright Food” filmed at the haunted Talbott Tavern in Bardstown, Kentucky.  Patti was a featured ghost investigator on the newly released documentary DVD, Spirits of Bourbon Country, by Chris McGill.
  
Patti is currently working on her biggest event, ScareFest, which will be held at the Lexington Center on September 12-14, 2014.  It is herald as is one of the biggest "Horror and Paranormal" conventions to be held in the USA.  It is going into its seventh year and will feature many stars and celebrities from the horror and paranormal communities.

She is gearing up for her book tours throughout the country including libraries, colleges and universities. This will be her 5 year for the tours.



All of her information can be found in the following places:

Website – www.ghosthunter.com

Twitter - @pattistarr

Facebook – Profile #1 – can take friend requests- https://www.facebook.com/patti.starr.18?fref=ts

Facebook #2 – Overlimit for friend requests - https://www.facebook.com/patti.starr.7?fref=ts


Ghost Hunter Shop FB Page- https://www.facebook.com/ghosthuntershop


Bardstown Ghost Trek - https://www.facebook.com/ghosttrek


ScareFest Protal- Gaming con - https://www.facebook.com/ScarefestPortalEvent

Sign up for her newsletter- http://ghosthunter.com/newsletter.html

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Join me again on Saturday when I'm back with another Blog Tour!








Tuesday, 20 May 2014

The Book Blog Tour & Give-Away for THE BEAST OF CALLAIRE by Saruuh Kelsey



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Welcome to

The Book Blog Tour 

& Give-Away

 for 

THE BEAST OF CALLAIRE 

by 

Saruuh Kelsey




About the Book:

The Beast of Callaire by Saruuh Kelsey
Published May 20th, 2014
Genre: YA Fantasy/Mythology



Yasmin is a descendant of the Manticore. A creature of Persian mythology. A Legendary.
But she doesn’t want to be. Unlike the Legendaries in The Red, Yasmin wants nothing more than an ordinary life. She tries to fool herself into believing that she doesn’t change into a beast every full moon and savagely kill innocent people.
But when Yasmin starts hearing a voice in her head and is drawn into dreams that aren’t her own, she is led to Fray—a girl who once saved Yasmin from hunters, who has shadowy memories that hint at her having Legendary magic—and Yasmin is catapulted into a life of Majick and malevolence.
Despite the danger around her and Fray, Yasmin might finally have a chance at being a normal girl with a normal girlfriend. But with Legendaries being killed, a war between the Gods brewing, and the beast inside Yasmin becoming stronger each moon, her mundane life is little more than a dream.
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About the Author:


Saruuh Kelsey is the author of the Lux Guardians series. Her debut and the first in series, THE FORGOTTEN, a YA science fiction set in Victorian London and London 25 years in the future, is out now for free. Book two, THE REVELATION, releases October 7th. THE BEAST OF CALLAIRE, the first novel of a new YA fantasy series, with a same sex paranormal romance, is out May 20th.
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The Giveaway:
2 Beast of Callaire paperbacks and one swag pack consisting of a paperback, postcards, stickers, and a tote bag open Internationally.

a Rafflecopter giveaway

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Join me when I return on Thursday with another fabulous Blog Tour and don't forget to snap up a copy of this 'so hot off the press novel it may scorch your fingers!'

 I've just added it to my TBR @ Goodreads 



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