Showing posts with label Fire Born. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fire Born. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

"True" by Laney McMann

EXCERPT and GIVEAWAY
True
(Fire Born Book 3)
by Laney McMann


True is the third and final book in Laney McMann's Fire Born trilogy. Also available (currently ON SALE for $0.99): Tied and Torn (read my blog post).



This book blitz and giveaway is brought to you by Xpresso Book Tours.


Description
Nothing in Layla and Max’s world will ever be the same.
Since Max left, and joined his father in the Shadow Realm, everything in Layla’s life has changed. The Demon Gods threaten to destroy the Otherworld, and an inconceivable darkness has awakened - a darkness that wants control of Layla’s will. It also wants Max … dead. Not only must Layla face the true fire simmering inside her, but fight the one she loves most.
And this time, with her friends and family left behind, she’s completely on her own.
Leaving Layla nearly destroyed Max, but it was his only choice. Now, he must play the part - stay in control of his end goal, his actions, and the poison coursing through his veins, clouding his thoughts, and turning him into what he fears most, a Demon God. But even with his Oghams fighting the toxins, his control is slipping. Living in the Fomore castle with his Vampyre Fae ex-girlfriend isn’t making it any easier to stay sane, and waiting to face off against Layla is taking its toll.
In the final installment of the Fire Born Novels trilogy, the legendary Battle will be fought, and Layla and Max stand to lose everything. How far will they go to save each other and protect the ones they love? Even they don’t know the answer.
No one can win.
From the ashes of old,
They shall rise.
The last of the Ancients,
Foe and Ally.
The Legend lies in wait,
And bides its time.
Until at last the day comes,
For the children born of fire.

Video for Book 1


Excerpt
The world is a still and quiet place when you're dead.
The grind of stone on stone touches my dormant ears, and soft candlelight peeks through the slightest of crevices above me, warming my cold face. Bones creaking, my body shifts gently to the side, twisting through darkness, as the rich aroma of melted wax wafts over me. The sweet tinge of vanilla candles. There must be hundreds just beyond my tomb. I wonder who put them there, how they stay lit.
The spiciness of gardenia petals flits through my resting place, too, sharp and intoxicating as ever. They are perfectly pristine flowers, I remember, yet so delicate - they bruise too easily.
The soft, protective embrace of feathered wings catches my weakened sight through the widening rift overhead, protecting me in shimmering cream and gold plumage. I don't know how long I've been here, buried underneath this heavy slab in the frigid cold of The City of The Dead, but I know MacCoinnich is near me. I feel his heat emanate through the stone, the warmth of his undying love, even in death, fills me with hope in the dark. I remember us. I remember him. All the time in the world could not make me forget. All the time in the world could not make me forget what has been taken from us - or who has taken it.


Praise for the Book
"And so Layla and Max's story ends ... (Just give me a moment. *Sniff*) What a ride this book provided. It grabbed hold onto my heart and took me through emotions that I didn't know a book could hold the power to provide its reader. [...] This was an amazing journey and I do recommend this to everyone." ~ Chenique Erasmus
"Really enjoyed this one guys! [...] This book was action packed, it didn’t ooze romance to an annoying degree like book two, but it was romantic in a cute way, not irritatingly. We get answers to all our questions too! I was literally so engaged that i read it in one afternoon when I sound have been doing assignments! But i just wanted to know what would happen! SO as an overall, it was an entirely satisfying end to this series [...] I think you’ll like it a lot." ~ Emmeline (The Book Herald)
"This book is a wonderful conclusion to a series that has, quite honestly, gotten better with every installment. [...] True is everything a book 3 should be. A solid ending to a series that has taken you on an emotional roller coaster with more than one gut punches along the way for good measure ... " ~ Alexander Nader
"I know I have said this in my first two reviews of this series that Laney McMann is one of my favourite authors ever since I have started the Fire Born trilogy ... After reading her first book I was like why isn't she famous! People need to READ her books! I'm totally loving this trilogy! True is the last book and I am darn sad because this trilogy was so special to me!" ~ Haniya Qamar

Interview With the Author
Today we interview Laney McMann, author of The Fire Born Novels.
How long have you been writing, Laney?
I’ve been writing since I was nine years old. I started out with poems, moved to short stories, and then to novels.
Did you always aspire to be an author?
Yeah, I always did. When I was in college I considered getting a degree in English to realize that dream but I pictured being a journalist and nothing about that appealed to me. I thought only "authors" wrote novels, so that dream stayed tucked away for quite a long time.
Who is your favorite character in the Fire Born Novels trilogy?
Hm … that’s hard. I love Max, and I adore Justice. They are probably my favorites.
Are you working on any new projects you'd like to share with us?
True will be the last book in the Fire Born trilogy, although I am planning to write the prequel. I have a YA urban fantasy novel coming out in the Fall titled Crystallum. It’s the first book in the Primordial Principles series.
Plotter or Pantser?
Such a Pantser. So much. I have notes, and brainstorms, but at heart I’m a true write-what-comes-at-me writer.
What books are you currently reading, if any?
I’m reading Merrick by Anne Rice right now.
Twitter or Facebook?
Um … probably Facebook. I’m on both, and neither gets a whole lot of time, but Facebook gets more than Twitter.
Fantasy or Paranormal?
Both. 100% both. They are my loves.
Any tips you'd like to give aspiring writers hoping to be published one day?
I know everyone hears this, but write. Read. Write some more. Read more. Writing really does have to be a passion. It’s hard work. You have to want to do this. Really want it.
When you're not writing, you are ... ?
Running. Playing with my awesome lab and my Persian kitten. Being a mom. Reading a lot.
Tea or Coffee?
TEA. Loves the tea.
Summer or Winter?
Summer, summer, summer. I’m not a cold person.
Early bird or Night Owl?
Mid-day? :) I used to be a night owl. I’ve never been a morning person.
Favorite time to write?
I write mid-morning after I run. It keeps the blood in my brain and the stress levels down. When I’m on a deadline, though and crunch-time is looming, I’ve been known to write at all hours and have written for ten hours straight.

From the Author
I write young adult dark urban fantasy mixed with a spike of paranormal romance, a touch of history, and a dash of mythology. I'm a dreamer, an over thinker, and a myths and legends believer. Nothing moves me more than writing fantastical stories. And reading them.
I am the author of: The Fire Born Novels - Tied, Torn, and TrueThe Primordial Principles - Crystallum, book 1, releases Fall of 2015; and Astral (An Asylum Short Story) which also releases in the Fall of 2015.

Giveaway
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Monday, September 8, 2014

"Torn" by Laney McMann

NEW RELEASE and GIVEAWAY
Torn
(Fire Born Book 2)
by Laney McMann


Torn is the second book in the Fire Born trilogy. Also available: Tied. Coming soon: True.


This book blitz and giveaway is brought to you by Itching for Books. Please be sure to visit the other participating blogs as well.


Description
Find Max.
That’s all Layla cares about. Not healing from the Fomore attack. Not finding answers to how she survived a fall that nearly killed her. Nothing will stop her. She will find him. She’ll even pair up with an overbearing Fallen Angel who’s hell bent on making everything harder than it needs to be if she has to.
Protect Layla.
For Max, nothing else matters. Not the bruises covering his body. Not the pain radiating from his broken bones. Not even his hands tied behind his back. He will find a way to save Layla, and the Fomore will pay if they’ve hurt her.
Every. Single. One of them.
In the second installment of the Fire Born trilogy, a new breed of villain looms - one Layla and Max will never suspect, and this killer has nothing to lose. Better yet, with Max and Layla’s deaths, victory is in the grip of the enemy.
Will Max and Layla find each other in time, or is it already too late for them both?


Video for Book 1


Excerpt
Layla
Sunlight seared my face, and my fingers dug into hot sand before a cool shade fell over me.
“Teine?” A soft voice called my name. Someone pulled on my arm.
My head lolled to the side, but my neck caught on a crick and refused to move further than a couple of inches.
“Teine? Can you hear me?” Soft wisps tickled my face, even as my head pounded above my left ear.
My eyelids opened and closed, scratching against the corneas like sandpaper - my mouth dry, like paste. Though blurry, a figure loomed over me.
“We have to go. Hold on to me.” A gentle squeeze of my hand made my fingers flex.
“Max …” My voice cracked, word slurred; my tongue seemed too large for my mouth. I raised my arm, but it thumped to the ground at my side with the weight of a lead pipe.
“Shh. Do not let go.”
My heavy arms swung up on their own. I attempted to clasp my hands, to entwine my fingers, but they slipped back down to my sides with a dead thud. Vision refusing to cooperate, my eyes slipped in and out of focus. “What … happened?”
“You will be all right.”
“Max?”
“Shh. Save your strength.”
Oh, god.
Max.
I fell … We fell. It was so hot. Too hot, and …
#**#**#
“Layla!” Max’s voice tangles in my head along with a rush of wind whistling in my ears and the roar of fire surrounding my body.
“I’m coming!” The pulse of pure energy surging through my veins is a fear I’ve never known - a heat I can’t control.
Where once white sand once stretched for miles, a war scene bristles. Dunes flattened to nothing. Bits of charred lumber and ash blanket the beach. Sea oats have been ripped free by their roots and lie smoldering, bright red embers shining up like sinister eyes.
The explosion has unleashed an acrid off-charge, tainting my surroundings in tendrils of fire and smoke streams. Sparks sizzle through the atmosphere, leaving traces of color in the air ahead of me, brought on by wicked lightning strikes illuminating the sky.
Streaks of green and white flash in all directions - fingers of electricity lacerating the clouds - like a fireworks display gone wrong.
Growls of building thunder vibrate my body before falling silent, and a cackling laugh echoes around me, taking my attention to the dune’s edge.
Crows line the shore, still as statues - miniature militant soldiers. Ebony feathers lay, as if methodically placed, around a broken body carpeted in withered gardenia petals. Blank, flat crystal grey eyes stare fixed and unmoving.
Cold shock ricochets through my core. “One will kill the other. Say goodbye to your beloved.” The voice, so foreign yet chillingly familiar, snarls inside my head.
A guttural vibration quakes the sky.
The atmosphere shifts, and the heavens erupt.
“Max!”
#**#**#
“Shh, Layla, I’m right here.” Max’s face swims into view, stained in soot and blood, his dark eyes gazing down. “Are you okay?” Breathing hard, he crouches over me as I lay in the sand, the outline of his silhouette darkening by the sun at his back. “We need to get out of here.” He scoots forward. “Can you stand?” His fingertips brush my hand, and his firm hold makes me gasp. His gaze roams over my body - my face. Black irises taking over from the usual light grey … “Why are you looking at me like that?” His voice echoes around me as if he’s screaming, but I can barely hear him.
“You were dead,” I say in a whisper, staring up at him. “I saw you - before. Lying in the sand.”
“What?” He sweeps away the loose hairs sticking to my cheek. “I’m right here.” Concern deepens the contours of his face, and his brow crunches into a scowl as he puts a palm over my forehead. “Did you hit your head?” Cradling his arms underneath my body, he lifts me off the sand, up against him.
“Promise you’re not dead?” My voice slurs.
He chuckles, eyes darkening further. “Promise.”

Praise for the Book
4.5 Stars: "Torn grabs you by the throat and holds on … the book is a real thrill that carries you through an entire spectrum of emotion and leaves you right on the eve of something monstrous. Yes, yes, pun fully intended. Because the talons really come out in this one." ~ Alexander Nader
5 Stars: "I gave the first book in the series, Tied, 5 stars – I truly enjoyed it that much. I sort of wish I had liked it a little less because Goodreads doesn’t go up to 11, and that will need to be the scale by the time we’re through with this tale." ~ C. Brown

About the Author
With a passion for the supernatural and all things magical, Laney developed a voracious appetite for reading fantasy at a young age. A vivid imagination helped set the stage for creating her own worlds and placed her onto the writing path.
By the time she reached her teens, she'd accumulated notebooks full of poems, which led to short stories and finally novels. Young adult dark fantasy, paranormal romance, and mythology are among her favorite genres.
A former classical dancer and chef, she grew up in sultry Florida where she still resides with her family.

Giveaway
Enter the blitz-wide giveaway for a chance to win one of two signed paperback copies of Torn by Laney McMann (US only).

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