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Wednesday, August 15, 2018

"Seven Minutes ‘til Midnight" by Sunniva Dee

EXCERPT and GIVEAWAY
Seven Minutes ‘til Midnight
(Rock Gods Book 3)
by Sunniva Dee

Seven Minutes ‘til Midnight (Rock Gods Book 3) by Sunniva Dee

Seven Minutes ‘til Midnight, the third standalone book in the Rock Gods series by Sunniva Dee, has just been released and is available for only $0.99 for a limited time. Also available: Walking Heartbreak and In the Absence of You.

Walking Heartbreak by Sunniva DeeIn the Absence of You by Sunniva Dee


This release blitz and giveaway is hosted by Social Butterfly PR.



Description
A legendary drummer. An outrageous music video ... and little me blowing his ever-loving mind in it.
Next thing I knew, my anonymity was a thing of the past.
“Clown Irruption’s smash hit goes from hawt to adult!”— Star Report, April Edition.
The uncensored, all-bared footage was leaked.
And here I was, forced to stare down the same paparazzi lenses the band did.
“Meet Aishe Xodyar, the vixen who made Troy Armstrong reach Heaven on tape!”—Fan Chicks, May Edition.
I cowered behind enemy lines.
Aka joined the band on their worldwide arena tour.
It was another one of my unfortunate miscalculations.
See, Troy Armstrong was formidable.
We were polar opposites, but he still sucked me in like a magnet.
A fragile truce set in between us. Then, a mutual crush.
I had an obsessive nature, but my fixation on him was downright wholesome compared to their new merch girl’s.
“Meet Hailey Pawter, secret stalker, fangirl, and dangerously gifted lookalike.”—Tabloid Minute, June Edition.
As Hailey’s web tightened around us, love in the limelight turned from complicated to impossible.


Excerpt
I hear the roars from the audience as the band members get onstage one after the other. The cheers start in the pit and travel backward, growing into a sea of sound. Troy needs to follow suit immediately. He is, after all, their drummer. I watch the ever-more frustrated Troll bicker with him.
My friend nudges me in the shoulder. “Give him a kiss.” Waris keeps her voice low so I’m the only one who can hear her.
Color crawls up my face. “What? I don’t know what you mean.”
“Just give him a kiss. I don’t know what’s going on between you two, but look at him. He doesn’t want to go onstage without something from you.”
My cheeks flame as I stare at him. Still arguing, his hands are in the air, lazily gesticulating. He’s about to cause their tour manager a coronary.
“You think that’s what it is?” I ask.
Waris shrugs. “Test it.”
I walk up to them, interrupting Troll’s repetition of how he’s only doing the exact same thing he always does, and how the hell is Troy worried about his cymbals now when he was fine and dandy during sound check?
“Troy?” My voice is thin with shyness, but he has no problem hearing me. He turns right away. Brave, I slide my arms around his waist. For one horrifying moment, I think he won’t receive me. But then his arms go around me too, and my heart is beating as I hug myself tighter to him than I’d planned.
The hope in his gaze makes my heart constrict. I spread my fingers up his jaw. Tip his face downward while his eyes widen for me.
One soft kiss. Another. I let my tongue out to play too, slipping in between his lips, until he’s cradling my face too.
“Jesus Christ,” the tour manager mutters. “Okay. Time to go. They’re fucking shouting your name out there. What’s wrong with you?”
“Sure thing.” Troy chuckles. His eyes narrow with happy tenderness before he gives me another kiss. “See you after?”
“I’ll be watching from the sidelines.”
His smile is magnificent as he takes a few steps backward and raises a hand in greeting. Then, he turns and jogs to the stage entrance.
Waris and I follow at a leisurely pace. I’m still smiling.
“What a difference, huh?” Waris says, winking at me.
I give her a playful eye-roll as we enter from the left side of the stage and take our seats next to Nadia and Zoe.
The audience discovers him, and the rhythmic shouts of “Troy! Troy! Troy!” dissipate in favor of a wave of cheers.
“Glad you could make it, man,” Emil, the singer, rumbles into the microphone, making us all laugh. “We were gonna be here all night anyway, so you know—whenever.”
[Want more? Click below to read a longer excerpt.]


Praise for the Book
“Only a skilled author would tackle a story like Troy and Aishe's. Only a great one would succeed. Thank you, Sunniva Dee, for turning the book I didn't know I wanted into one of my top reads of 2018.” ~ Alyson Santos, bestselling author
“Sunniva Dee's writing will have you transfixed, Beautiful, passionate, and mesmerizing this is one hell of a breathtaking read. I highly recommend it.” ~ Cat, Amazon reviewer
“Have you ever experienced that feeling of complete weightlessness? OMG, y'all, this book is EVERYTHING!!” ~ Lager & Lefse Book Blog
“What a fabulous story Seven Minutes 'til Midnight was. I want my own sexy drummer.” ~ Bad and Dirty Books
“A seductive example of character driven romance.” ~ A British Bookworm
“In a year when the ‘#me too’ movement is exploding, Seven Minutes ‘til Midnight takes a refreshing, honest look at male-female relationships and struggles, as well as challenging our perceptions of love, friendship (male and female), sex, celebrities, and the media.” ~ Cafekim, Amazon reviewer


About the Author
Sunniva Dee
So you know I’m a writer. I write literary romances that are full of substance and romance. I tend to write in my head all the time, like when I sleep, breath, pet cats, am forced to make dinner, and even while doing my job as an adviser for students at an art college in the South—
I mean … I—I—I write at other times too.
I love international flights when they’re delayed and my Mac and I can dive into a bar. There’s nothing better than an hour or two lost (too quickly) in pages I didn’t know were waiting for me.
I hate schedules, real life, cross-country skiing, and moodiness not inside of me. Not that I enjoy it in me. I’m just used to it, and it feeds scenes in my books, see?
I giggle at everything. I don’t judge easily. People say I’m kind/genuine/shy/stubborn/annoying/aloof/boring, but above it all, I am passionate. A Dragon of the Chinese zodiac and an Aquarius with all-the-air and the brightest color palette. Incidentally, that last fact could be why no one wants to buy the house I’ve got for sale.
But mostly, I love to write.


Giveaway
Enter the author’s giveaway for a chance to win a signed copy of Seven Minutes 'til Midnight by Sunniva Dee or a $25 Amazon gift card.


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Friday, August 10, 2018

"Infamous" by Allison Stowe

EXCERPT and GIVEAWAY
Infamous
by Allison Stowe

Infamous by Allison Stowe

Infamous by Allison Stowe is currently on tour with Xpresso Book Tours. The tour stops here today for an excerpt and a giveaway. Please be sure to visit the other tour stops as well.


Description
Enter the world of this YA thriller, where nothing is ever quite as it seems…
It’s been five years since the high profile kidnapping case which turned Cassie Waterson’s life upside down. The aftermath led her to become a household name – for months, she was splashed across TV screens, appeared in newspaper headlines, and featured in the furtive whispers of the residents of her hometown. But why? She hadn’t done anything significant. In fact, she’d done nothing at all; merely watched, motionless, as a shadowy figure lifted her baby sister off her feet, and bundled her into the back of a station wagon.
That single moment soon became Cassie Waterson’s life. Agonised by guilt, confused by the lack of punishment, scrutinized by the media circus… everyone claims to know Cassie now, but nobody does at all. The face she puts on for cameras, the voice she fakes for the talk shows… none of that is the reality behind the mask. Cassie is not the strong, confident girl who glares with certainty from the screen. Cassie doesn’t have her assuredness or her optimism about her sister coming home. Cassie is someone else entirely, and the only person who knows is the one person she must avoid… at all costs.
Every story has two sides, and the flipside of Cassie Waterson is Alexis Aldridge. Unknown, anonymous, kept hidden from the world by her fearful parents … Alexis is a conundrum, wrapped in darkness. While she and Cassie lead opposite lives, they both long for the one thing they miss: a sense of normalcy, and the freedom to be themselves.
Infamous is an unmissable YA mystery novel which will take you on twist after turn, and which provides suspense and surprises on every page.

Excerpt
Her father wasn’t facing her anymore. He was searching the lawn. Something clicked. Through Cassie’s blurred vision, she saw his eyes transform as the knowledge sunk in.
“Where’s your sister?” he asked.
That was it. She felt the truth finally make its way from her heart to her head. Her face contorted as she exploded into a crying fit. She couldn’t answer.
“Cassie!” he barked. “Where is she?”
By now he had stomped over and placed a firm hand on her shoulder. He shook her, but Cassie was trembling anyway, rendering his efforts to make eye contact useless.
She tried to speak but couldn’t; her sobs were blocking the airway to her lungs. She inhaled sharply.
“A lady came,” she started, sobbing again. “She took her. She had Sophie and I tried to stop her but she was too fast and then she was gone.” She got the words out in one breath, allowing her to give in to the tears once more.
After a moment of silence, her father sprinted in the direction of that corner, where Cassie had been hallucinating her sister’s return. He paused at the side entry gate, still braced to run. His head darted in all directions, looking for the car or a clue or his little girl, safely abandoned on the side of the road. Meanwhile, Cassie’s mother froze. Hours of sun bed-induced tanning seemed to reverse in seconds. Cassie had never seen her so lifeless. Her mouth hung open, jaw slightly shuddering as though grasping for words.
“Elizabeth! The police station!”
The words drew Cassie’s gaze back to her father. From the corner of her eye, she saw him dart off again, this time disappearing, just like that station wagon before him.
Cassie knew right then that her life before that moment would be irrelevant. She had been strolling down a path of life that ended with a “Do Not Enter” sign. She had no choice but to change direction, and it would lead her somewhere far away from that golden destination that she’d originally been headed.
Without washing her mascara-stained cheeks, her mother marched into the family SUV and set off for the police station. The next morning, the journalists arrived asking for pictures of Sophie. Cassie’s father greeted them. She remembered watching from behind the staircase railing as he slouched through the archway, from the foyer to the living room. He didn’t turn on the lights. He just stared at the photographs on the hand-carved mantle while Cassie wondered why he preferred the dark. After six full minutes, he chose one. Then he replanted it facedown on the surface and walked away.
So Cassie hunted through scores of albums, while her father lay paralysed in bed and her mother sat at the dining room table, with that same lifeless expression and a never-empty glass of wine. By afternoon, the local news had called for an interview. It took place on the porch, and Elizabeth was otherwise engaged. Ray, on the other hand, made it to the front door, but one glance of the yard sent him straight back into his ‘living dead’ state. He looked to Cassie, his body awkward and eyes uncertain. She told him she could talk to the camera people, and a moment later he offered a slow nod. He’d be just inside, he said. By evening, the story had caught the attention of national news carriers, and Cassie’s picture was being shown alongside her lost sister’s on television screens across North America.
[Want more? Click below to read a longer excerpt.]


Praise for the Book
“Amazing book. Very suspenseful. Leaves you on cliffhangers a ton, which makes the book more exciting. Really good read. Recommended.” ~ jak3m3ns
“I really enjoyed Infamous. It is well written and shows the horrors that a family can face when something happens to their child. Overall, Infamous is a solid mystery that will keep you guessing up until the very end. Which the ending also has an additional twist I was really surprised about and in a way was very satisfying.” ~ R.R.
“I enjoyed this book tremendously. I couldn't put it down except for the part where I had to take a break because I couldn't see the page for my tears. I look forward to reading more by this author!” ~ Brittany Strickland Dunn
“I thought that this book was a very interesting read! I actually really enjoyed that it was set up as a dual-perspective YA because it gave you more information on both sides plus we were able to explore two countries - Canada and England!” ~ Jackie
“I really loved Infamous. The story is different; it's not recycled material we've seen over and over again. It goes with our society's obsession with crimes, media and (mis)information. And, most of all, it digs deep into characters that are wonderful to read. Sometimes funny, sometimes dramatic, the writing is solid from beginning to end.” ~ E

About the Author
Allison Stowe
Allison Stowe is the author of the YA novel, Infamous. Raised in a generic Toronto suburb, Allison spent her childhood posting fan fiction online in hopes of influencing The WB’s writing rooms. She wrote her first novel at age 13. It was based on her favorite TV show, and upon submission, she learned of copyright law.
In 2010, she graduated with a BA (Hons) in Journalism from Ryerson University, where she was the Managing Editor of the online newspaper. During her brief journalistic career, Allison wrote for Chatelaine magazine and TV Guide Canada (essentially achieving a life dream). Shortly after graduation, she relocated to Brighton, UK, and refocused her attention on her second passion – helping young people.
While studying for her MSc in Educational Psychology at UCL, Allison wrote Infamous as a way to fulfill her instinct to keep writing. When she isn’t writing about the lives of young adults, or watching prime-time teen dramas, Allison mentors university students who’ve been diagnosed with mental health issues. She lives in London, UK, with her fluffy ginger cat, Sawyer. Infamous is her debut novel.

Giveaway
Enter the tour-wide giveaway for a chance to win one of five signed copies of Infamous by Allison Stowe (open internationally).

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Wednesday, August 8, 2018

"Echoes" by Alice Reeds

EXCERPT and GIVEAWAY
Echoes
by Alice Reeds

Echoes by Alice Reeds

Echoes by Alice Reeds is currently on tour with YA Bound Book Tours. The tour stops here today for an excerpt and a giveaway. Please be sure to visit the other tour stops as well.


Description
They wake on a deserted island. Fiona and Miles, high school enemies now stranded together. No memory of how they got there. No plan to follow, no hope to hold on to.
Each step forward reveals the mystery behind the forces that brought them here. And soon, the most chilling discovery: something else is on the island with them.
Something that won't let them leave alive.
Echoes is a thrilling adventure about confronting the impossible, discovering love in the most unexpected places, and, above all, finding hope in the face of the unknown.


Excerpt
We are going to die.
That was the first thought that shot through my mind. Maybe it’s just a dream was my second, but then the plane dipped down again, shaking and rattling. I gripped the armrests like my life depended on it. Maybe it did.
Movement to my left told me Miles was awake, too. His eyes were wide, like mine. Normally, I’d have delighted in seeing him shook for once. But thinking you’re about to die has a weird way of bringing people together. “What the hell is going on?” he said. “I don’t know…turbulence?”
At the front of the plane, the door to the cockpit was open. The pilot looked back at us, his expression tense.
He yelled, “You kids, hold on—”
The plane plummeted, and my stomach shot into my chest. A scream got stuck in my throat. Air punched out of my lungs. The ceiling screeched and tore and buckled and peeled away, exposing the sky—
Darkness.
Am I alive? Dead?
My mind swam toward the surface of an endless black ocean. When I opened my eyes, a blinding light stung my vision. The feeling of falling was gone. We’d stopped.
Blinking against the pain, the first thing I could make out was the shattered TV screen dangling from the back of the seat in front of me. The same TV I’d watched only a few hours ago. Was it hours ago? A minute? A day? I had no idea. I touched my face and head—no blood, at least. How is that possible?
Beyond the broken TV, where a wall and cockpit door had once been, was nothing but a hole with frayed metal edges digging into the ground. Where was the front of the plane? Outside, where the wing used to be, were shrubs and broken trees, dirt and sand. And out past the sand, endless water. The ocean.
Holy hell.
Panic tightened my throat and my hands shook.
We crashed.
I had to calm down. Deep breaths in and out. Own the moment, own your fear. Don’t let it own you. That was my mantra in moments like this, thanks to years of kickboxing, and it worked. A little. My hands weren’t trembling anymore.
I was okay. I’d survived. Which meant anyone else on the plane—
Oh no.
Miles.
When I looked from the window to my other side, I was sure there would be a bloody corpse. But no. No blood on his white button-down shirt that I could see. But there had to be some injuries below the surface. And he wasn’t moving.
“Miles?” I croaked, my throat raw, as if I hadn’t spoken in days. No answer. “Miles?” I tried again, louder this time.
Still nothing.
I pushed up and out of the seat, my legs unsteady. I willed them to walk the few steps toward him while I held on to the backrests of my seat and the one opposite him.
I might not have liked him, not even the smallest bit, but I didn’t want him dead. He was spoiled. The personification of everything I grew up hating. Arrogant, rich, and egocentric, all of it bundled up into a single person. Hell, my family could probably pay rent and buy a month’s worth of food using the money he spent on a jacket or shoes.
But wishing him dead? I wouldn’t go that far.
[Want more? Click below to read a longer excerpt.]



Praise for the Book
“Fast-paced and thrilling. Echoes is a heart-pounding and addictive love story.” ~ Mia Siegert, author of Jerkbait
Echoes was a fast paced, on the edge of your seat thriller. A must read.” ~ The Romance Rebels
“This suspenseful and fast paced read had me captivated until the very last page.” ~ The Voluptuous Book Diva
“Mind-blowingly amazing doesn't even begin to cover Alice Reeds' Echoes.” ~ Jessica, a GREAT read
“So full of mystery ... I couldn't put it down and finished in one day.” ~ Books Tales by Me Blog


About the Author
Alice Reeds was born in a small town in Germany but spent her first eight years in Florida, USA. Later on, she moved back to Europe, where her family moved around a lot. She was raised trilingual and has a basic understanding of Russian, read and spoken. After getting her International Baccalaureate Diploma, Alice is studying English Language and Literature at University. In her free time, Alice mostly writes, reads, figure and/or roller skates, or watches countless let's plays and figure skating videos.


Giveaway
Enter the tour-wide giveaway for a chance to win one of three print copies of Echoes by Alice Reeds (US only).


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