Monday, June 18, 2018

"Memory Walker" by Carly Marino

EXCERPT and GIVEAWAY
Memory Walker
(Inflexaen Book 1)
by Carly Marino

Memory Walker (Inflexaen Book 1) by Carly Marino

Memory Walker by Carly Marion is currently on tour with YA Bound Book Tours. The tour stops here today for an excerpt and two giveaways. Please be sure to visit the other tour stops as well.


Description
Imagine having the ability to walk in a person's memory at the slightest touch of their skin.
High school rumors are the worst. In fact, high school’s the worst. Especially for the school freak who has to avoid human contact.
Freshman year, seventeen-year-old Thea Scott developed the suckiest burden ever. At the brief touch of a person’s skin, she’s forced to walk in their memories. She’d give anything to get rid of this ability - one she can’t control. Well, until the first day of senior year when breathtakingly gorgeous Cole Conway strolls through the auditorium doors and she faints, making an utter fool of herself, again. He acts like he knows her secret, and the last thing she wants is to end up in a lab with her brain in a jar. To protect herself, she decides to do the very thing she runs from, use her ability to enter his memories.
What she didn’t expect to find: out-of-this-world beings who have to “borrow” life essence from humans to survive. Cole unveils dangers she never imagined existed and turns out her own past is her greatest fear. The deeper she falls, the more turmoil and heartbreak crash into her. Dreams of fitting in soon dissolve, and she realizes it was way easier being just a high school freak.


Excerpt
Principal Warren coughed. “Good afternoon. This year the administration and I have decided…”
My stomach rocked with queasiness, but not from nerves. From something else. I swallowed the saliva gagging the back of my throat and bent my knuckles to calm the quiver in my hands, digging my fingernails into my thighs.
I couldn’t breathe.
Warm droplets trickled into my eyes, and cold and hot shivers rippled through my skin. My teeth chattered. Was I getting the flu? I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been sick. At least not like this. I hadn’t eaten lunch so it couldn’t be food poisoning. I cupped my forehead in hopes to stop the constant spinning. I had to get out of there. My cheeks puffed, holding in what I feared was coming. Throwing up on the guy in front of me would add more crazy to the ever-growing rumor pile.
My gaze reached the exit sign above the auditorium doors, and they swung open. A handsome guy strolled inside, and like a bucket of cool water dousing a fire, my sickness washed away and my vision cleared, zeroing in on him. He had to be new. There was no way I would’ve gone three years without noticing him.
His light-gray shirt highlighted his long, muscular upper body. A sexy mess of chestnut-brown waves hung to his chin, and his intentional five o’clock shadow and thick dark eyebrows gave him a bad-boy kind of look. But the slight squint of his bluish-green eyes had a shyness to them. Something sweet and caring hid behind his rugged features. He slid a hand into the front pocket of his frayed dark jeans, his stare traveling the stadium seating.
Even a girl like me, who’d sworn off guys, could admit he was undeniably H-O-T, all in caps and written twice. Maybe even three times.
A quick tug on my sleeve made me yelp.
Principal Warren narrowed his eyes in our direction, and I covered the flush heating my cheeks, slinking lower in my chair.
He cleared his throat, again. “As I was saying…”
I glared at Wynter, and she motioned with her head toward the door. “Cole Conway.”
Cole ambled past the stage, not seeming to care what anyone thought, or that he had interrupted the principal’s speech. Not that Principal Warren even seemed to notice. He flipped one of his note cards and continued talking about student activities.
“Cole Conway?” I asked.
“I saw him registering with Miss Rachel this morning. He’s crazy hot.” She glanced at Ethan. “Second to Ethan, of course.”
“Of course,” I muttered and lifted slightly in my chair to get a better look. Another wave of nausea crashed into me, swaying me to the side. The far end of the auditorium flickered like an old TV fighting to get a signal. I blinked away my sickness-induced haze, and Cole came into view.
A girl with warm-brown skin and a ponytail of black dreadlocks appeared and hugged him. She crossed her arms and rested against the wall. Beside her, a guy with a faded haircut, dressed in a navy-blue button down and black jeans, didn’t budge or greet them. He shared the girl’s burnt sienna undertones, rounded nose, and gunmetal-blue eyes. He was cute but didn’t even come close to Cole.
“Do you know the people he’s with? Are they new, too?” I asked Wynter without taking my eyes off them.
“You’re kidding?” Ethan interrupted. “Nora and Drake moved here sophomore year.”
“Huh?”
Wynter cast a look in my direction. “Their parents unnelled a lot so they missed a ton of school. When they were here, they kept to themselves. I talk to everyone, and I’ve maybe said a handful of words to them.”
Wynter wasn’t joking. She had the inside-outs of every important person in our school. Though after my freshman incident, her queen bee status dropped a few levels and Tatum took over.
“Thanks, everyone. Have a great week. Oh, and go Birds!” the principal finished.
Laughter and jabber filled the room, and another tap on the microphone did little to quiet the conversations. “Get home safely, everyone,” Miss Rachel said, “and Ethan, please meet me in the office.”
Ethan groaned. “Looks like my ex-mom had a chat with Mr. Barbosa.”
“Just tell her it was my fault,” I said.
He grinned. “Nah, I kinda like pissing her off. Keeps her on her toes.”
I rolled my eyes, and Wynter did the same. “Did you take Friday night off for Nora and Drake’s party? It’s going to be so lit.” Wynter shimmied. “And Thea’s going.”
“Finally,” Ethan chimed in, nudging Wynter with his elbow. “Can’t wait.”
“Yay,” I said in the most sarcastic voice I could muster.
I waited for the rows in front of us to empty. Wynter and Ethan whispered and giggled behind me, so I stared over heads at Nora and Drake.
Our high school had like three-hundred kids. I took mostly AP classes, but the possibility of us not bumping into each other, or me not knowing their names, was bizarre. Then again, I wasn’t itching to meet new people. At least not until…
I stepped into the aisle. Cole was lingering at the bottom of the stairs. His Caribbean sea-colored eyes linked with mine, stuttering my heart. I descended without breaking contact, and his mouth slowly tilted into a half-smile that brought a shiver to my shoulders.
White and blue stars flashed before me, followed by an intense lightheadedness. I sucked in a breath, my lashes fluttering like I was about to faint. I steadied myself on the back of a chair. Please, don’t tumble down the stairs. I’d be mortified. My blurred vision unnelled in on Cole’s face. He winked and walked out the door.
As if an invisible rope wrapped around my ribcage and jerked, I plunged forward. Screams echoed in my ears, and I wasn’t sure if they were mine or someone else’s. Pain shot up my spine as my arms and legs collided with unknown objects. Students caught me, their memories bombarding me, drowning me. I flailed to free myself from their pasts, but my head slammed into something, and I sank into darkness.
[Want more? Click below to read a longer excerpt.]


Praise for the Book
“I adored this book and can't wait for the next one! I'm really into high school paranormal romances and this book has everything I could have hoped for. I'm addicted!” ~ Alyssa
“I LOVED the story and can’t wait for Book 2! As a busy mom, I usually can never find time to read, but this book kept me tuned in, and was such a page turner! I was transported to the setting each time I opened the pages and the characters stayed with me whenever I put the book down. Can’t wait for more!!!” ~ Amazon Customer
Memory Walker is a fast-paced, exciting read! High school angst and drama is captured well, but it was the paranormal/Sci-Fi elements and romance that kept me turning the pages. Wonderful debut!” ~ E.L.
“Great quick read! Unique idea and likable characters. I highly recommend if you like paranormal romance. Great for adults and also appropriate for a younger audience. Can’t wait for book 2.” ~ Amanda
“If you love a great, fast paced science fiction novel packed with action, mystery, and romance, this is definitely your next read!” ~ fairestskyebooks


About the Author
Carly Marino
I love writing and reading about love. There’s nothing better than two characters finding each other in unusual situations and conquering all odds to be together. *Sigh* Regardless the genre – paranormal, contemporary, fantasy – if there’s romance - I wanna read it!
I was born in Hawai’i but grew up most of my life in the sticks of Michigan and the sunny beaches of Florida. After graduating high school, I return to my island ohana for college where I wrote my thesis on how to write a young adult book. (Oddly enough)
Wife, mother, dog owner, and author, my hat constantly changes but I love every minute of the hustle. Writing is my passion and the wonderful nagging voice in my head. I’m blessed to have amazing family and friends who’ve supported me from my first story, written in poor phonics and elementary chicken scratch.


Giveaway
Enter the tour-wide giveaway for a chance to win a swag pack (ends 31 July).


Enter the author’s selfie giveaway for a chance to win a Kindle plus swag pack (ends 27 June).


Links

Unforgettable Love featuring Daniel Banner

EXCERPT and GIVEAWAY
Rescue and Redemption
(Park City Firefighter Romance Book 8)
by Daniel Banner

Rescue and Redemption (Park City Firefighter Romance Book 8) by Daniel Banner


During the month of June, we will be featuring 14 fabulous authors who write clean romance. Today we feature Daniel Banner with Rescue and Redemption, the eighth book in the Park City Firefighter Romance series, ON SALE for only $0.99 until 8am 19 July.



This book blast and giveaway is hosted by I Am A Reader.



Description
JFK, a firefighter for the Park City Fire Department, is tired of being razzed about his classy nickname. He’s lost weight, and even cut back on the swearing and drinking in an effort to fit the image. Still, he believes people never really change at heart. After all, under those muscles that can bench 250, he’s still the same guy. When a striking beauty wanders into his kitchen with her two-year sobriety coin, he wonders if he’s underestimated himself. A guy like him might just get a girl like her.
Mercy Jewell McGovern, recently graduated from college and is in the process of getting her life back on track when she meets JFK. She’s immediately attracted to the capable chef running his precision kitchen at a charity event. But on their first date, it’s obvious he’s used to hanging out with guys, not with a lady. That won’t fly for Mercy. Despite her rowdy past, she knows she’s worthy of someone who knows how to open a door for her and can sit down to Sunday dinner with her extended family, the Jewells, who could write books on manners.
Time after time JFK comes to her rescue, but will she be the one to ultimately save him from settling for less than his best?

Excerpt
As Mercy walked into the huge, bustling kitchen, she heard a man snap, “Just because it’s a free meal doesn’t mean they get what they pay for!” She saw a large man in a white chef’s coat and big white chef’s hat that fell back behind his head. He went on to tell a middle-aged man who was slicing potatoes, “These little pieces are going to be starch-mush and these big fat ones will be crunchy. You can’t cook a dime and a hockey puck in the same dish. Keep it consistent, keep it quality.”
“Yes, Chef,” said the man with the dedication of a reality food show contestant.
The chef took a step over to another counter where a row of women were washing and peeling potatoes and picked up a perfectly peeled specimen. “If I need eggs peeled I know who to come to, but we’re making gourmet.” He grabbed a potato out of a huge bowl that had bits of peel still on it. “Gourmet, Mrs. Huxton. It’s like regular food but with more mistakes and smaller portions.”
“Yes, Chef,” she said and screwed up her face as she worked on peeling potatoes in a less perfectionist manner.
The chef was young to be so in charge, maybe 25 or 26. His facial features were large and manly and his eyes took in everything from under a strong brow. His jaw was just as strong and his big lips looked like they could be kissed for hours without wearing out. It had been a while since a man’s physical appearance had such an effect on Mercy, and she shook her head to clear it and get back to work.
It was obvious the chef wanted good work done in his kitchen and he didn’t really care about what people thought about him. Yeah, his bedside manner could be more coddling with the volunteers and paid workers, but they seemed to respond to his brusque manner.
Mercy found his manner attractive, as well as the way his kitchen buzzed with people getting things done right. His big, strong face was just plain sexy, she found herself thinking again. He was nothing like a chiseled marble statue, more like Tarzan, King of the Jungle, but not as ripped. Under the chef jacket he was carrying some extra weight, but he carried it just fine.
The name badge pinned to his chest strictly read, Chef.
“Looking for a job?” he asked her, and she realized she’d been staring. “Or just admiring the specimen?” He spread his hands wide to let her see all of him.
Mercy smiled and brushed her hair back behind one ear and wondered if he liked edgy hair styles. “I’m Mercy, the Volunteer Coordinator for today.”
“Oh good.” Projecting his voice toward some people chopping green beans, he said, “Now I know who to call when Jeff chops his fingers off.”
“I’m being more careful, Chef,” said a skinny man in glasses without looking up.
“What’s your name?” asked Mercy.
“JFK.”
“I like your hat,” she told him.
“Thanks, I like your …” he looked at the shaved side of her head, the small stud in her nose, then at her coat, her Chuck Taylors, then his eyes stopped briefly on her neck where a couple of her tattoos came up almost to her hairline. With a mischievous grin he said, “I like your compliment of my hat.”
Mercy found herself laughing naturally. Usually when she met guys her age they were either tripping over themselves trying to impress her, or sneering contemptuously at her. This guy—JFK? Really?—was one hundred percent himself. She didn’t know if she’d ever met someone so real.
[Want more? Click below to read a longer excerpt.]


Praise for the Book
“I’ve loved all of the books in this series, but I have to say this was my favorite so far!” ~ Jeanette
“JFK had Mercy crying happy tears by the 43 percent mark, and I was crying with her.” ~ Quinn
“I just love this author’s voice in this genre of stories. Great balance of storyline and well done resolution. Look forward to more.” ~ Lwalk
“This story is so touching. It reaches out and takes reality and wraps it in hope. Daniel Banner treats the theme of family and redemption, struggle and service and makes all things possible. JFK was not a character I thought I could cheer for, but if you can believe people change for the worst, why not believe people change for the better. My favorite read of the year.” ~ Alisa Henrie
“This is another great new read from Daniel Banner! The characters are flawed and relatable.” ~ Emily Fawcett

About the Author
Daniel Banner
Daniel Banner, a 15-year fireman and paramedic, collects experiences by day and makes up stories by nights, and sometimes vice versa. For Daniel, writing is an escape from the traumatic days, and a celebration of the triumphant days.













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Giveaway
Enter the blast-wide giveaway for a chance to win a $25 Amazon gift card or PayPal cash.


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Saturday, June 16, 2018

This Week on Books Direct - 16 June 2018

This Week on Books Direct -
16 June 2018

This Week on Books Direct - 16 June 2018

Here's a list of some great articles you may have missed this week. Enjoy!

In remembrance of Orwell, who was born 115 years ago this month, here are 13 facts about his life that may surprise you.

13 Surprising Facts About George Orwell by Emily Petsko


Here’s How To Finish Anything You Start by Alice E. M. Underwood for Grammarly Blog
Here are specific tips and tricks to pass the tough spot and finish different kinds of tasks.

Here’s How To Finish Anything You Start by Alice E. M. Underwood for Grammarly Blog


Booted From The Bookstore by John Biggs for TechCrunch
Chance Carter was one of the biggest abusers of the KDP system.

Booted From The Bookstore by John Biggs for TechCrunch


In Laurie Halse Anderson’s new book, Shout, she writes not only about her own experience as a rape victim but also about the pain and heartache readers have shared with her in the two decades since Speak appeared.

Laurie Halse Anderson Shocked Readers With A Book About Rape. She’s At It Again by Nora Krug for The Washington Post


Episode 92 – How To Take Your Readers From Strangers To Superfans podcast by Chris Syme for Smart Marketing for Authors
In this episode, Chris interviews author David Gaughran about his new book, Strangers To Superfans. In the show Chris calls this “possibly the best book marketing book ever,” a must-read for authors at every level.

Episode 92 – How To Take Your Readers From Strangers To Superfans podcast by Chris Syme for Smart Marketing for Authors


Why You Should Become A “Library Tourist” by Katherine Martinko for TreeHugger
Why not engage in library tourism?

Why You Should Become A “Library Tourist” by Katherine Martinko for TreeHugger


When Diversity Means Uniformity by Lionel Shriver for The Spectator
Lionel Shriver attacks Penguin publisher's inclusion policy.

When Diversity Means Uniformity by Lionel Shriver for The Spectator


Followed by this:
Penguin Random House has responded to the novelist’s criticisms, saying it aims to “reflect the society in which we live”.

Publisher Defends Diversity Drive After Lionel Shriver's Attack by Alison Flood for The Guardian


And this:
An Open Letter To Lionel Shriver by WriteNow mentees for The Bookseller
The inaugural cohort of writers from the Penguin Random House WriteNow scheme challenge Shriver on her comments.

An Open Letter To Lionel Shriver by WriteNow mentees for The Bookseller


Maryland prison officials have reversed a statewide policy that limited access to books for thousands of inmates as part of an effort to reduce drug smuggling.

In A reversal, Md. Prison Officials Lift Limits On Access To Books For Inmates by Anne E. Marimow for The Washington Post


The time you spend NOT writing is just as important as the time you actually spend writing.

Ted Neill: Ink Well - Want To Write Something Good? Then Take Time NOT Writing by Ted Neill for I Smell Sheep


Today’s tutorial is going to show you 6 easy ways to get more comments on your blog.

6 Easy Ways To Get More Comments On Your Blog by Designer Blogs


Not since 2015's Go Set a Watchman has an adult fiction title sold as many books as The President Is Missing has in its first week.

Bill Clinton, James Patterson Novel Sells 250,000 Copies In First Week by Andy Lewis for The Hollywood Reporter


And it has already made this list:
These hot summer releases may be brand new to the market, but they already have plans to come to a screen near you.

10 Summer Books that Already Have Adaptation Deals by Angela Erickson for BookBub


What next?
The application lists a series of self-described “pulp harem fantasies” by Michael-Scott Earle, as evidence of the mark's use in connection with a “Downloadable series of fiction books”.

Son Of Cocky: A Writer Is Trying To Trademark “Dragon Slayer” For Fantasy Novels by Boing Boing


If you enjoyed this blog post, please visit the other This Week posts for links to more great articles.