Tuesday, February 9, 2016

'Rarity' by D.A. Roach

Brogen Mathers can’t deal with teen drama…

As an empath, she is constantly bombarded with other people’s energies. Despite coping techniques taught by her psychologist mother, it’s often too much to bear, forcing her to avoid most activities a typical high school junior would enjoy.

Jay Wilken won’t let his past define him…

A dead mother and an alcoholic father brought Jay to Stanton, but he doesn’t want pity. His good looks, charisma, and friendly nature quickly win over the whole student body, but he has his eye on one girl…Brogen.

Brogen can’t believe anyone could be so genuinely nice. It has to be an act, right? But when Jay literally saves her from deadly jaws, she has to admit he’s exactly what he appears, and he’s worth risking the potential emotional upheaval.

“Drama” might as well be Becca Grant’s middle name…

Another newcomer to Stanton, Becca’s blonde beauty and abundant attitude shoots her straight to the top of the popularity charts—and she believes Jay belongs right there beside her. Accustomed to getting exactly what she wants, she launches a relentless mean-girl campaign to shake up Brogen and claim Jay for her own.

Everything changes with a devastating diagnosis…

When Jay learns he has a rare and potentially fatal disorder, he keeps it secret and begins to push Brogen away to spare her future pain—which is exactly the sort of opening Becca is waiting for.

As Jay’s well-meaning deception unravels,
Brogen realizes there is much more than her heart at stake…
But how far is she willing to go to fight for someone she loves?

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“It is a beautiful, true to life story where the author teaches many invaluable life lessons. Whether it is about true friendship, or figuring out what truly matters and is important in this world. The characters are compelling and relatable. This book takes you on a teenager's journey through overcoming fears, heartaches, hardships, emotional struggles and dealing with life's adversities. It's these life experiences, the people we meet along the way who help to shape us and make us stronger and into the people that we are meant to be in this world.”
– By CMB-DDB on September 20, 2014

“It isn’t a pretty little love story that follows the path of boy meets girl and life moves along merrily. They are real characters with realistic emotions. As a reader I was drawn deep into them, feeling anger, joy and fear as the story progressed. The author painted a realistic picture of living through a life changing diagnosis.”
– By Domi_Blue on July 29, 2015

“RARITY by D.A. Roach was like a breath of fresh air. I’ve been quickly becoming a huge fan of YA Romances, and DA Roach solidified it. Her writing style was so easy to follow and connect with, that I could not help but love it. If you’re a fan of Young Adult novels, you really need to pick this one up!”

– By HEA Bookshelf on July 24, 2015

“I do want to thank D.A. Roach for writing such a unique and informative book in a way that you don't even realise it until afterwards. This is a complete page-turner that will grip you from the first page to the very last. Absolutely fantastic and the epilogue at the end was a perfect way to finish.”
– By Merissa (Archaeolibrarian) on July 2, 2015

“If I were to fill this entire review with WOW ... would you like it? Rarity pulled on my heart strings like you cannot even imagine. I laughed, I cried, I awwwed and I cried some more. There are so many emotions in this book that are truly hard to evoke from a reader, knowing that it is a story.”
– By Michelle Schwartz on June 25, 2015

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Excerpt from Rarity Chapter 10

Friday...too many days without Jay. I would go insane over the weekend if I didn’t find something new out. I impulsively ditched my last class and headed straight to Jay’s house. Finding Jay and talking with him was worth the detention I’d probably earn. I had never ditched school before and while it was exhilarating, it also was a bit terrifying. But I pulled it off without a problem, probably because no one suspected a rule follower to ditch.
I ran most of the way but slowed when I got to his street. I wasn’t sure what to say, I just let me feet carry me away. My heart rate picked up when I saw him shooting baskets on his aunt’s driveway. I would just have to trust my gut and wing the impromptu conversation.
“So, too cool for school? Or did the NBA approach you?” Jay turned toward me surprised. His cheeks were flushed from the cold and exercise. His shadows under his eyes seemed darker. His face held no joy. “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.” The wind blew an icy breeze at me just then and I shivered.
“What are you doing here? School’s not out yet.” Jay said.
“Actually, I need some help...hoped you’d be willing to help me out.” I plopped down on the grass under the basketball net and wrapped my coat around me tightly. “How can you stand to be out here without a coat?” The wind blew another bitter gust at me that made my bones frigid.
“You ditched class to ask me why I’m outside without a coat!?”
“No no, it’s just freezing out here. Sorry.” He didn’t offer for us to move to a warmer location and there was no smile to light up his face. “Anyway, I think I’m going crazy. See, I had the strangest sensation come over me when I said goodbye to you before your doctor’s appointment last week.” As soon as the sentence finished I felt anxiety and darkness rolling off of him. He looked away and began dribbling the ball. “I haven’t had a chance to ask how that went. Is everything ok?”
“Sure. Why do you care?”
Why did I care? Because I like you/love you, because you saved my life, because you’re funny and kind, because I want you to be ok. Because I felt like someone took my heart and stuck it in a blender. “I can’t help thinking that my mood was linked to that appointment. I know...sounds crazy. I honestly think so too. But, if something happened - it might explain why I felt like something awful was going to happen. Then I could quit feeling like a freak losing her mind.” I muttered that last part but he stopped dribbling and looked over at me as if he heard.
“Please tell me you’re ok.” I pleaded. He looked surprised to see how affected I was.
“If I tell you... I can’t take it back.” What an odd thing to say. I nodded in agreement and was now more curious than ever. He sat down on the ball in front of me. For the longest time he just stared at me, studying me. Finally he stood up and said, “Actually, nevermind. I’m teasin.. I’m fine. 100% fine.” He dribbled the ball away from me and shot a basket. “Go home Brogen, I’ll be back in school Monday.”
“Wait,” I approached Jay and grabbed his arm. He looked at it like it burned his skin so I quickly removed it. “You can tell me. Who the hell would I tell?” The look in his eyes was full of conflict. There was more to the story than he was telling. He wanted to tell me, but he couldn’t...or wouldn’t. “I know something happened.”
“I’m good. Thanks for stopping by.” Tight lipped.
He grabbed the ball and headed toward the house without looking back. He was withdrawing and turning a cold shoulder toward our friendship and I had no idea why.

About the author:

D.A. Roach has been telling stories since she was a young girl in the suburbs of Chicago. In college she met the man of her dreams, her happily ever after, and married him 2 weeks after graduating. They have 3 kids together and a pet cockatiel named Gimli. D.A. did not find a love for books until after college. Her parents were immigrants from Lithuania and found tv and radio easier ways to hear stories so they did not do much reading or encourage it. But once she finished college and D.A. had free time, she discovered how amazing it was to get lost in a story.

D.A. is a full time mom and wife. When she is not doing domestic things (laundry, bills, etc) she is writing, reading, creating mixed media art, and helping beautify her kids’ school landscape. Oh, and she is ALWAYS listening to music. Her favorite authors include Rebecca Donovan, Richelle Mead, Larissa Ione, Stephanie Meyer, E.L. James, and Sylvia Day. Reading great works from authors like these has motivated D.A. to write her own stories. She hopes to make positive changes in the world with her art and writing.

“Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.”
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'Light Runner' by Philip Brown

Sixteen-year-old Dara Adengard would rather read graphic novels than do her homework and prefers the freedom of skateboarding to the restrictions of life with her military father. Stung by the recent death of her mother, Dara conceals her mom’s picture under a square of grip tape on her skateboard. But no matter how much Dara tries to keep a foothold on the past, she can’t ride away from her own destiny.

One evening, she discovers a silver and gold armlet with mysterious powers in the shadowy water of the swimming pool. Forged from an ancient meteorite metal, it possesses the power to heal or wound. When Dara holds it, it emits a light that seems to have been ignited by a star’s ray. Moments later, she is stunned to find that someone’s broken into her apartment, her father has vanished, and a dead body lies sprawled in the courtyard.

Evading the police, Dara escapes on a perilous quest for her father and begins to uncover her mother’s hidden past—and starts to realize the shocking truth about herself. Accompanied by a stray dog, Dara soars to sudden fame on the wings of a YouTube video that shows her using the Jyotisha to heal the handsome Diego of a gunshot wound. When the video goes viral, and when a famous TV talk show personality connects with her, Dara is propelled from homeless runaway to worldwide sensation.


About the author:

Philip Brown is the author of the YA contemporary fantasy novel, "Light Runner." He previously wrote two astrology books, "Cosmic Trends" (finalist for the Coalition of Visionary Resources Award) and "On the Cusp: Astrological Reflections from the Threshold." He has written for "Dell Horoscope" and "The Mountain Astrologer." "Light Runner," published by Strange Fictions Press (an imprint of Vagabondage Press), is his first novel.

Philip studied to become a Shakespearean actor in London and once lived on a Kona coffee farm on the Big Island of Hawaii.

He received his Master of Arts degree in English from California State University Los Angeles and lives in Southern California. He Is a member of the International Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators.

Monday, February 8, 2016

'Burned' by Amity Hope Blast and Giveaway

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BURNEDLanna is trying to run away from her past. When her best friend, Holly, invited her to visit the small, coastal town of Harmony Bay, Lanna decided to take her up on the offer. In fact, she loved Harmony Bay so much she decided to stay.

Jake is no stranger to secrets, lies, and manipulation. He’s been dealt more than his fair share of each. He’s sworn off women indefinitely. But there’s something about the girl rooming with his friend, Max. He just can’t shake the thoughts of her out of his head.

Will the two of them be able to work through the complications of their pasts? Or are they just setting themselves up to be burned again?

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About the author:

Amity lives in beautiful northern Minnesota with her two sons, two cats and their Rottweiler.

She has a degree in elementary education and worked in that field for ten years before deciding to self-publish.

Her first self-published novel, Twisted, was listed by Amazon as a Top 100 Kids & Teens Kindle Book of 2012. It hit Amazon's Teen & Young Adult Contemporary Romance Best Sellers List in several countries. Truths and Dares held the #1 position on Amazon's Best Sellers in Teen & Young Adult Contemporary Romance eBooks in the UK.

If she's not writing, or spending time with her boys, she's most likely reading.

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Monday, January 25, 2016

'Inborn (The Birth Right Book 1) by Amy Saunders ~ Free for a limited time!


Rosamund Brandt has had a semi-normal life for sixteen years. Well, semi-normal for a family descended from aliens. Sure, she could create portals and her family had a secret basement. But she went to school, had a best friend, and got her driving permit like every other teen.

However, her definition of “normal” unravels when a killer with multiple powers and an agenda steps into town. When Rosamund herself becomes a target, she has a choice between playing the killer’s game and saving a few, or getting to the core of the murders and stopping them for good.

Rosamund’s choice will save everyone she cares about–or unleash a new era for herself and her family, shattering whatever hope for going back to normal she had.

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I headed into the trees near the shed, dead leaves crunching under my feet. It wasn’t going to be my best time that night because I was too tired and irritated by the whole thing to rush. Couldn’t the drill have waited? Or couldn’t this part of the drill have waited? It’s not like we never did this.

After getting scratched by branches I couldn’t see and tripping on underbrush, I picked up my pace just to get out of there, transitioning into a jog. I wouldn’t be able to keep it up with the backpack, but I figured I could go in bursts.

I started running, my light bouncing up and down. I dodged a tree just in time, but then my toe caught and I crashed facedown in the leaves. My flashlight flew out of my hand, landing a few feet away and spinning around to shine right in my eyes. I shut them, sitting up and pausing a moment until the spots in my vision cleared.

When I could see again, I almost wished I couldn’t. The flashlight spotlighted what I’d tripped on–a girl–sprawled on her stomach across the dead leaves, her eyes frozen on me, her skin beyond pale. I screamed, grasping at the leaves to get on my feet, grabbed the flashlight and ran.

I got two feet when I got tangled in something wet and sticky. It wrapped around my face and body like wet strands of hair and I flailed, getting more entangled, sucking in shallow, rapid breaths. My heart raced so fast I couldn’t hear anything else.

I wanted to scream again, but I choked it down, forcing myself to take a few deep breaths, trying to think about this rationally. This was a drill. So…maybe this was just part of the drill and that’s why Dad made us go on foot. He was testing us–me–to see how we handled an actual scary event. The body was just a dummy or even a person they’d hired to play dead or something. It was just another test. I didn’t know what this stuff was that I was wrapped up in, but I could get out of it. All I had to do was focus.


Amy Saunders is a sci-fi/mystery addict with a soft spot for humor and romance. She lives in Massachusetts, and loves to bake and watch movies. Learn more about Amy and her books at http://amysaundersauthor.com.

Sunday, January 24, 2016

'A Guyanese Jaguar Soul' by Maja Sinclair


In A Guyanese Jaguar Soul Maja Sinclair takes the reader through the early years of her eventful life. Her father, a successful engineer, eventually sees that his wife is a terrible mother to Maja and her sister so when they split Maja follows her father around the world as he moves from continent to continent with his work.

In a very engaging style Maja shows the reader different countries and cultures through a child's eyes. Her chance encounter with a Jaguar in Guyana teaches Maja that she has the strength and durability of the mysterious cat, traits that will help her through the bad times until the good arrive again.

A Guyanese Jaguar Soul is an absorbing and enjoyable read following the path of a child as she journeys through South America, to Africa, America and Scandinavia until the urge to settle down finally takes over.

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

'The Mage Awakening' by Erin McGowan on Kindle Scout

“The Mage: Awakening” is about a thirteen-year-old girl who discovers her magical powers when she is four. Her disastrous home life turns unbearable, and she uses her talent for channeling emotions right before she runs away from home. A fully trained mage tracker, Cadence, feels her use that talent and tracks her down. He informs her that she is a mage and can go to school to learn more magic and develop more facets of her magical talent. Cadence introduces Katrina to the Oracle, a government official who helps new mages learn more about the mage society and choose their path, among other things. Katrina chooses to go to an academy and learns that her new school is in the in Faerie realm, where she quickly makes friends with other mage students and Fae students, alike. Katrina has a lot on her plate, juggling her old family, a new family, friends, school, and a new romance, when accidents start happening to the Fae students. People start questioning whether the accidents are all that accidental, or if someone has an agenda to make the Fae pay.

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Chapter 17 - Signs

“These are our ten rules for staying alive and out of jail,” Ginger said, waving towards the giant pillar of stone like a game show letter turner. “Read them, then read them again. Memorize them. Take them seriously, because the IMA does. I broke three of these babies before I figured out how bad an idea that was.”
“Slow learner, much?” I asked. “Seriously, how old are you? And who thought it was a good idea to let a rebellious Goth chick be the Oracle?”
My smile softened the insult, but not by much. Fortunately Ginger reacted as only Ginger would. She laughed.
“You’ll find out that the ruling body has a really twisted sense of humor,” she said. “The last Oracle had an even more messed up and mischievous streak than I do. Seriously, I was in lockdown, and she told them that they had to let me go because I was the next Oracle. No one was very happy about that.”
“She could do that?” I asked, impressed.
“She was the freaking Oracle,” Ginger said with a smirk. “She could do anything. Including tame me, if you can believe it. I was like a feral cat when she got her hands on me. You can joke, and fortunately these days I can take a joke, but not so long ago I was what you just accused me of being and worse. I wanted the IMA to crumble to the ground. Not because I had anything against the ruling body or our society, but because anarchy sounded like fun to me.”
This didn’t shock me all that much. Ginger really did scream rebel with chip on her shoulder. Like my Granny always said, you can put lipstick on a pig, but it’s still just a pig. The girl might be tamed, but she wasn’t broken by any means. Part of me was glad for that. Part of me thought that the last Oracle had to be crazy to give the job to Ginger.
“One more thing,” Ginger said with a sigh. “I’m here to help you figure out all of the details and none of the overall questions.”
“What does that mean?” I asked.
“I know that you still think I have more power than I should. But it’s not true. I’m not a fortune teller, kid. I don’t have a crystal ball for you,” she said. “I will help you figure out the details of your mentor and your classes and scholarships, and give you tips for how to live with another mage, and how to braid your hair, but that’s as far as we’re going here. I will not ever have the answer to the mystery of life, because there is no answer. You figure it out as you go along. There is no button, or magic eight ball, or tarot card that will give you all the answers you seek. There never will be.”
“That sucks,” I grumbled, kicking a rock. “What about forty-two?” It was supposed to be a joke, but I felt too dejected to pull it off.
Ginger put an arm around my shoulders and squeezed, gently. “Not so much” she said. “Let’s get back to the list of rules, shall we? You like rules, right?” Ginger teased.
“I do when they are done right,” I said.
“What is right, really?” she asked with a chuckle. “If you have any questions about any of these rules ask now. Can’t stress that enough.”
“I’m really happy that the bit about obeying your parents didn’t make this list,” I said under my breath. Ginger choked on her laughter.
The first rule was obvious: don’t kill or harm, duh. Rule number two was to not control someone’s mind with magic. Three was no controlling dead things. I had a few questions about that, but wanted to get to the bottom before I asked anything. Four was not to upset the status quo with normals. I wondered about people like Todd and what happened when a mage came from a normal family. Five was to uphold good relations with all allies of the IMA. Six was to do no harm to the peace and strength of the magical community. Seven made me laugh a bit; it pretty much said we couldn’t meddle in the affairs of normals. That sounded like a certain well-known author in reverse, but it did make a lot of sense. Eight said we couldn’t use magic to create or control love. Nine was all about wealth and material possessions. And ten said that we couldn’t make a living by doing anything that ripped off normals.
“So, no tarot card reading in my future, I guess,” I said when I finished reading.
“Yep. Sorry if that was your life-long dream,” Ginger said. “No palm reading, no crystal-ball gazing, and no cavorting with tea leaves either.”
“Geez, just take away all of my dreams and illusions tonight, why don’t you?” I teased.
“Seriously, any questions?” Ginger asked.
“Yeah. One: what if you have a talent for controlling or contacting the dead? And two: who are our allies?” I asked. “Oh, and three: how are the seventh and tenth rule different?”
“We have a hard and fast rule for necromancers, or people who have an affinity for the dead. If your talent has anything to do with dead things you had better tell us, and if you want to use it, you had better be working for us,” Ginger said without a trace of humor in her voice or expression.
Okay, so it was that serious. Got it.
“Now, the seventh and tenth rules are similar, but not the same,” she said. “We can’t use magic behind normals’ backs to influence the paths they choose, which is what seven is all about. Ten came later when the council realized that a lot of mages were playing ‘rip off the normals’ instead of getting real jobs. Got it?”
“Got it,” I said.
“As for allies,” she continued, “There is a class for that. There are a couple, actually.”
“Are we going to talk about classes?” I asked.
“Yes, yes we are,” she said. “But mentors first. Did Cadence explain to you that your mentor may also be someone else’s mentor?”
“No, but I kind of assumed,” I said. “If every mentor only advised one mage, the academies would get really crowded with faculty, wouldn’t they?”
“Yeah, they would,” Ginger said. “I think you would do well with Crista Ruins, who is one of the Empathy professors, among other things. She’s got empathic abilities—believe it or not that’s not a guarantee when someone teaches a course—and she’s a major liberal. It’ll help loosen you up a bit.”
“I like being up-tight, thank you,” I said.
“And there’s nothing wrong with that,” she said, “but I firmly believe that it is my job to broaden your worldview.”
“And to mess with me,” I said.
“No, that’s just an added bonus.” She giggled. Really. Giggled. Good Lord help me.
“What about my power?” I asked.
“What about your power?” she countered.
“I’ve noticed that I’ve been getting things off of people, or ‘empathing’ as Cadence calls it, more often since the thing with Ralph happened,” I said, biting my lip. “Is it going to get worse? Am I going to empath someone every time I touch the person?”
“I don’t think so,” she said. “From what I know of empaths, it’s hit or miss. You do want to talk to Professor Ruins about that, though. As for classes, I think you should take History 101, Divination 101, Thaumaturgy 101, Brewing 101, and Empathy 401 this first semester.”
“Isn’t the Empathy course a little too advanced for me?” I asked, concerned. “I don’t even know how to control it, after all.”
“You know more than you think you do. Trust me,” Ginger said.
“Based on what you know of me, how well do you think I like that phrase?” I asked.
“Deal with it,” she said.
I shrugged. “Do I have a choice?”
“Nope.” The infuriating woman grinned at me while she said it.
We kept walking through the maze and discussed my immediate future. It wasn’t what I’d wanted, or expected. I’d expected everything settled for the rest of my life—nice, neat, lined out, and definite. But I knew this was what I’d needed, even if I hated it.

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The Kindle Scout program benefits Kindle publishing, authors, and readers. An author submits an unpublished book to the Scout program for thirty days of public viewing, during that time the author can promote the book any way he or she chooses. Readers can save the book for later or nominate it if they are interested in that book based on the cover, title, blurb, summary, and sample of the book. The sample is around 5,000 words, and usually shows the reader around three or four chapters. There is also an author bio, and the author can choose to answer some questions, mainly about reading, writing, and their book.

Kindle Scout shows the author daily stats on page views and how many hours a day the book was on the Hot and Trending list, but not how many nominations the book has. Those reports are updated once a day around 5:30 in the morning. At the end of the thirty day campaign the Kindle Scout team has up to fifteen days to decide if they will award a five year contract to the author for that book. If the book is picked up by Kindle the author receives a $1,500 advance, and has the promotional power of Kindle backing that book. A lot of authors hear back from Kindle after 48 hours, but there are some instances where the wait is longer.

About the author:

Erin McGowan lives in Galveston, Texas, where she spends as much time as possible writing or walking in the surf. She also travels with her roommate and partner-in-crime, L.B. Clark, whenever she can.

While pursuing her master’s degree in accounting from Stephen F. Austin, Erin discovered that writing during and after class was a great way to relieve stress and focus. Changing jobs and moving all over Texas fueled her desire to write and gave her some great story ideas, and deciding to partner with her roommate in a publishing company gave her every reason to share said stories with the world.

Erin finds that story ideas come from everywhere. Watching the ocean, picking figs in the morning, even walking down the street to get coffee can lead to an idea for a book or a short story. She also finds that her natural empathy and love of music lends itself to writing about musicians and the music industry.

For Erin, writing is like laughing; you can get through life without it, but what would be the point?

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Monday, January 18, 2016

'Sounds Like a Lie But It's Realy the Truth' by C.P. Turner

I wasn’t supposed to fall in love with him. Everything that was taught me by my family, everything preached at me in church, everything told me by society said it was wrong.

But I couldn’t help it, so that’s what I done.

You see, I wanted something more than what was given me in the tiny little town I grew up in. I wanted to stretch my wings like a dove and fly through the world, and part of that wanting was loving this man that came into my life and then was ripped out of it. And that’s the bad part, the sad part.

But before he was taken away from me, he left me with something. And that’s the good.

So this is my story, more or less, the best I can tell it. (It’s got some poems too, but not too many, and if you don’t like them, you can skip over them.)

Angel-Louise is a normal high school teenager with an active imagination and a heart as big as the world. Feeling constrained by the narrow limits and prejudices of the sometimes odd characters that surround her and make up her world, she finds someone to connect with who understands her and her passions and her desire for a wider meaning for her life. The impossible friendship she forms with an older man grows into love and romance, shared beliefs and passions, and ultimately into a sexual relationship.

The people around her are not ready to accept an interracial romance that challenges the taboos of race and age of the small town in which she lives. This relationship roils the society in which she lives and comes to a head in a tragic and violent confrontation between her private desires and the stringent prejudices of a small Southern town.

A young adult interracial romance of jealousy and taboo love. Funny. Sad. Tragic. But ultimately life-affirming.

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