Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Blog tour: The Six Days by Anna McCormally + excerpt


Happy Hump Day! On this Wednesday, we bring a blog tour for Anna Carolyn McCormally's YA fantasy novel, The Six Days. This tour is hosted by Enchanted Book Promotions and it's our first time featuring a Giant Squid Books title. Welcome and thanks for stopping by. Enjoy the excerpt!
Title: The Six Days
Author: Anna McCormally
Genre: YA Fantasy
Format: Paperback, eBook, 318 pages
Published April 1st 2014 by Giant Squid Books
Purchase: Amazon | B&N
Fifteen years ago, in the middle of the night, Jamie Carpenter’s mother went up to the dark lighthouse on the cliffs. She never came back.
Yesterday, Jamie had a nightmare: his little brother disappearing like their mother did, through the door of the lighthouse, a door that has never opened.
Today, the nightmare came true. Jamie’s brother is missing. And not just missing–he’s been abducted, taken through the lighthouse door into the world of magic that lays beyond.
With his best friend Nia at his side, Jamie crosses into a world he never knew existed–but Emanu is not the fairytale world of childrens stories. Desperate to understand who took Danny and why, struggling to survive in a world of shadowy magic, Jamie and Nia seek the help of the Council of Witches. As they uncover more and more of Jamie’s family secrets and unknown powers, it becomes clear that Nia herself may be something more than human–and that it’s her the Council views as their biggest threat…
Swept up in a dark political game they don’t understand, burdened by magic they don’t know how to use, Jamie and Nia are going to have to learn fast if they’re going to survive Emanu and rescue Danny Carpenter. There are only six days until the gate between worlds closes again.
For good.
EXCERPT:
"Cal says, “I never asked you—what does it feel like for you?”
“What does what feel like?”
“The magic,” he says and all of a sudden all she can think about is their conversation on the boat, the firelight and Cal oh so close under the sky, just like he is now.
Music drifts over them from inside like a cool breeze and the air tastes of silver starlight, crisp and cold. Nia relishes the taste of it, breathes in and out slowly, her breath smoky on the night air.
“It feels like breathing,” she says, and looks up at him. “Like I was never breathing properly before, just shallow breaths, you know, something blocking the airflow. And then, in the attic, it was just switched on—and I could breathe.” She looks back at the river below them. “It feels intoxicating,” she says. “It’s like I’m drunk on breathing.”
“So you’re not,” Cal says, “angry.”
She cocks her head, waits.
“I’m angry,” he explains. “I’m so furious that this happened to us I can hardly think about anything else. Everything about our lives—it wasn’t a lie, exactly, but it wasn’t true. I wish none of this had ever happened; I’d give anything to go back.” He says this all very calmly, like he has thought very hard about how to articulate something that he is struggling to come to terms with and, in finding the words, has accepted it a little. It is marvelous, his self-awareness; he is a marvel.
“Oh Cal,” she says. She has the urge to reach out and touch his face, but she doesn’t. “I know I shouldn’t say this but we’re going to find Danny, aren’t we? We’re going to save him? So in the end I’m glad it happened, because—I won’t have to go back.” She pauses and then repeats what she’d said to Jamie, wondering what Cal’s reaction will be: “They’ll have to forgive me, won’t they? The Council?”
He doesn’t say anything; he seems to have tensed.
She says, “You think I’m horrible.”
“No,” he says, “I don’t think you’re horrible. It’s just—you never did anything wrong. I just think don’t think you have anything to prove to them.”
“It’s not about that,” she says, frowning, and Cal says, “Isn’t it? You’re not—you’re not like them.”
“And what are they like?” she asks without looking at him.
“They’re—” he says and then hesitates. “I don’t know. Heartless.”
She laughs. “And I’m not heartless?”
No,” he says, with wonder, “No, you’re—of course you’re not. Nia,” (his voice is staid and steady voice and it irritates her; everything she loves about Cal and everything she hates about him are the same things), “I’ve known you practically my entire life, I know what you’re like and you’re...you’re the least—”
“I’m not afraid of the Call,” Nia cuts him off. “If that’s what—if it happens to me then I’m not afraid. I would be happy to go to the Council. I’d be grateful.”
He gazes at her; his look rings through the air. “Ni,” he says, and then, blushing, shakes his head."
Author Bio
Anna Carolyn McCormally currently manages a small used bookstore in Washington, D.C.. She has a tattoo of the Deathly Hallows and blogs about YA fiction at www.giantsquidbooks.com.. Her short fiction and poetry has been published in pacificREVIEW, Quantum Fairy Tales and 3 am magazine. Follow her on Twitter @mccormallie.


Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Laura Kaye's EAST OF ECSTASY Release Day Launch

We are so excited it's release day for Laura Kaye's EAST OF ECSTASY! 
EAST OF ECSTASY is the final book in her Hearts of the Anemoi Series. 
See below for a note from Laura and an excerpt!! 
East of Ecstasy 
  East of Ecstasy Excerpt: By Laura Kaye 
You guys! I can’t believe release day for East of Ecstasy is finally here! 
This is the final book in my Hearts of the Anemoi series, which includes: North of Need, 
West of Want, and South of SurrenderThe Anemoi were wind gods the Greek associated with controlling the wind, weather, and seasons. In East of Ecstasy, hero Devlin Eston is the heir to the East Wind which has long been associated with unluckiness, misfortune, and, thanks to Devlin’s father, even evil. 

Devlin himself has been the victim of father’s evil, and thereby finds himself an outcast among his own divine family. In this scene, heroine Annalise Fallston—who gets visions that she’s forced to paint in order to quiet them in her mind—sees Devlin for the first time. Here’s what she says: 

Forcing the chaos in her mind away, Anna dipped her brush into the gray and stepped to the canvas. Motion captured her attention from the corner of her eye. 

The Dark Man, the subject of her recent paintings, stood in the doorway and leaned against the jamb. 

Anna jumped and her pulse raced, but this time, anger flooded in instead of fear. “I will deal with you on my own damn terms,” she said, taking a perverse amount of pleasure from putting a figment of her imagination in its place. Because that’s all he was. 

He didn’t move or speak. Not that he could, since, you know. Figment. Of. Imagination. 

Anna rolled her eyes, done with being scared and so pissed to have to do this again that she was nearly out of her mind. “I’m doing your damn painting already. So just leave me alone.” She cut her gaze back to the expanse of white, but the desire to see if his image would still be there if she looked again drove her to distraction. 

Finally, she gave in and…he was still there. 

Completely still.Blatantly scowling.Totally unfathomable. 

Was this a vision? Another image she’d have to paint? 

Her heart tripped into a sprint, and she couldn’t look away from him. Like the compulsion that forced her to paint these images, Anna couldn’t help but return his stare and memorize his masculine features. The sharp angles of his face, the harsh set of his mouth, the dark shadows around his even darker eyes.Black eyes. Blades of black hair hung low over his forehead and just touched the hooded shirt he wore under his short, scuffed leather jacket. He’d crossed his arms over his chest, and the position caused his biceps to bunch up under the worn leather. In fact, everything about him appeared worn—the coat, the threadbare jeans, the scuffed boots. None of it struck her as the kind of shabby chic you could buy in some upscale store for a small fortune, either. The whole effect was rough. Dangerous. Deprived. 

Deprived? What a strange way of describing him. But as Anna’s gaze swept over him again, the thought stuck. For his height, he seemed thin, with his lean hips, clad in old black jeans, a trim waist, and pronounced cheekbones. Her fingers twitched around the nearly forgotten paintbrush. What would it feel like to cup that harsh face in her hand? 

Anna gasped and tore her gaze away. She had to blink to pull herself out of the haze of thoughts. Frustration surged through her and tensed the muscles of her shoulders and neck. She didn’t want to be working on another of these paintings as it was, so the last thing she needed was to lose a bunch of time daydreaming. Or would it be daynightmaring? 

As she stared at the blank canvas, the image of the shackled man behind the prison bars filled her mind’s eye. 

Definitely the latter. 

Curiosity pulled her eyes to the left again. The doorway was empty.    

 So, did you have a favorite line from the excerpt? 

Thanks for reading! Laura

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About EAST OF ECSTASY: 
The final chapter in the award-winning and bestselling Hearts of the Anemoi series… 

She’s the only one who can give him the strength to save them all… 

 Annalise Fallston made peace with postponing her big-city dreams to care for her ill father, but lately she's been filled with a restlessness not even her beloved painting dispels. Worse, the colors don't speak to her as they always have, and all her efforts produce dark, foreboding images of a dangerous man and a terrifying future. 

 Devlin Eston, black-souled son of the evil Anemoi Eurus, is the only one who can thwart his father's plan to overthrow the Supreme God of Wind and Storms. But first, Dev must master the unstable powers he's been given. Distrusted and shunned by his own divine family, he never expected to find kindness and passion in the arms of a mortal. 

 But Devlin's love puts Annalise in the path of a catastrophic storm, and in the final Armageddon showdown between the Anemoi and Eurus, sacrifices will be made, hearts broken, and lives changed forever...or lost.

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Catch up on the whole series with the Hearts of the Anemoi box set featuring the first three books: North of Need, West of Want, South of Surrender!


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About Laura Kaye: Laura is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over a dozen books in contemporary and paranormal romance. Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal. She lives in Maryland with her husband, two daughters, and cute-but-bad dog, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.


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Blog tour: Good Girls Don’t Date Rock Stars by Codi Gary

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Title: Good Girls Don’t Date Rock Stars 
Author: Codi Gary 
Genre: Contemporary Adult Romance 
Publish Date: April 22, 2014 
Publisher: Avon Impulse an Imprint of HarperCollins 
Event organized by: Literati Author Services, Inc.   

~ Book Synopsis ~
Gemma Carlson didn’t plan on waking up married.

She also didn’t count on running into her old flame—and her son’s father-turned-country-rock star—Travis Bowers, followed by a night of drunken dares. Apparently one of those involved a ring on her finger and a vow…neither of which she intends to keep. 

Now with a hangover from hell, this good-girl-gone-bad knows there’s just one thing to do: run. 

 Travis has been all over the world, but Gemma has never been far from his thoughts. So when he had the chance to catch up over a few drinks, he didn’t hesitate. Of course he didn’t expect it would lead to marriage, or a runaway bride! Travis finally has a second chance and doesn’t plan on losing Gemma again—or the son he didn’t know he had. He proposes—albeit belatedly—a date. Or rather, a few. If they can make this marriage work by starting over, he stays. If not… 

Gemma’s not interested; she’s got a son to protect and a heart to heal. But having Travis around could make both a little easier. Still, good girls don’t date rock stars…right?



Purchase Links: Amazon | Barnes and Noble | HarperCollins | iBooks 


Excerpt:
How many glasses of champagne did I have last night? 


Gemma Carlson groaned, gritting her teeth against the stabbing pain that seemed to be spreading through her brain. She didn’t want to open her eyes, afraid of what she would find. Right now she was only sure of two things. One, her head hurt like a son of a bitch and two, she was very, very naked. 

Prying open her right eye, she tried to focus on her surroundings, but instead of seeing intricate, golden wallpaper, she found the walls were now light colored. A couch sat in the corner of the room, though her room had had a tiny office chair and desk. The landscape on the wall was new, too. 

She opened both eyes, blinking rapidly at the dryness, and realized she had no idea where she was. 

Which meant she obviously wasn’t in her hotel room. 

A light snore behind her caught her attention and she stiffened, turning her head slowly to look at her bedmate. She sucked in a breath at the sight of dark curls and a broad back, the only things visible above the heavy comforter. 

What have I done? 

Sitting up, she swallowed down the rolling nausea and fought the splitting headache, catching her face in her hands. And then she felt it. Something cool and metal on her finger. Something that definitely shouldn’t be there. 

Pulling her hands back, she stared at the large three-stone diamond ring on her left index finger and froze. 

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Codi GaryAbout the Author

An obsessive bookworm, Codi Gary likes to write sexy small-town contemporary romances with humor, grand gestures, and blush-worthy moments. When she's not writing, she can be found reading her favorite authors, squealing over her must-watch shows, and playing with her children. She lives in Idaho with her family.

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Monday, April 21, 2014

Things That Go Bump In The Night blog tour


We are kicking off the tour for Things That Go Bump In The Night. Welcome! We apologize for the delay. Our post features the newest book in Kat Kruger's YA paranormal fantasy series, The Night Has Claws (The Magdeburg Trilogy #2). The author has given us a guest post and we also have spotlighted the first book as well. I've just started reading this series and paranormal fans will want to grab ahold of this series. Add this to your TBR list because it is so good! Thanks to Fierce Ink Press. Enjoy!
The Night Has Claws (The Magdeburg Trilogy #2)

YA fantasy
Paperback, 280 pages
Published September 24th 2013 by Fierce Ink Press Co-Op Ltd. 

What happens when you’re the thing that goes bump in the night?

Connor Lewis and Arden LaTène are experiencing a reversal of fortunes. Arden, once a prominent werewolf, has been cured against his will. As a result, he’s now considered dead by his former pack and has lost his longtime girlfriend in the mix. Connor, a newly created werewolf whose DNA has inadvertently led to the creation of the cure, now has to make some important decisions about his future and is not sure who to trust. Should he join a pack or try to go it alone?

When Connor is summoned by the Hounds of God to testify against the human scientist who developed the cure, he’s forced to choose sides. Comprised of humans bitten by werewolves, the Hounds have been the lawmakers and enforcers for hundreds of years, ensuring werewolves don’t endanger the lives of humans and exacting justice upon those who do. On the other hand, the pack werewolves have been persecuted for centuries and are seeking to tip the balance of power. Adding to his confusion is Madison Dallaire, the girl Connor has complicated feelings for, who has embarked on a path of corporate espionage.

In the second book of The Magdeburg Trilogy, Connor’s loyalties are pushed to the limits as he faces the challenges of being a modern werewolf caught in the grip of an ancient feud.



Werewolves
by Kat Kruger


Werewolves have fascinated me for a long time but in recent years it seems like they've gone from beastly wolfman to shirtless hunk. I kind of wanted to reclaim them from this fate and add my own elements to their long history. The world of The Magdeburg Trilogy builds on the mythology that's developed over centuries but takes a major departure from the lore by leaping into the realm of science fiction. The most consistent feedback I've received about the series is that the world feels very real, that these werewolves could possibly exist. I worked *really* hard to try and achieve that. Everything was heavily researched.

The Magdeburg werewolves exist in two camps: the born and the bitten. The born turn into full-fledged wolves. It's revealed in the first book that they're actually descendants of Neanderthals who, instead of going extinct, turned into werewolves after being infected with a virus in the domesticated wolf population about 30,000 years ago.

The bitten are humans and more complicated. I took my research from two TED Talks. One by Jack Horner about the "chickenosaurus" and reactivating ancestral traits. The other was a talk by Svante Pääbo who discusses the DNA proof that early humans interbred with Neanderthals.

So that means a fragment of the European and Asian populations in humans has Neanderthal DNA. In my world that translates to two outcomes. When humans are bitten most die, but the ones with Neanderthal DNA turn into the half-beast monster of B-horror movies. Their genetic marker wouldn't have evolved in the same way as the born werewolves.

Besides all this science-y stuff, I also built a layered werewolf political system. The born werewolves have a pretty simple society much like pack wolves. The bitten, being human, are governed by the Hounds of God which is part religious and part legal (with some extreme medieval punishments thrown into the mix). And finally there's a secret human group called the Luparii who are based on a real wolfcatcher society from Charlemagne's era.

All in all, I'd like to think the world I've build is fairly unique but steeped in reality too. That said, I also have a bit of fun with the genre because this is a YA book and my lead character is a geeky gamer. There's plenty of kitsch and pop culture references. I couldn't really turn down the opportunity to use the phrase "bite me" as a double entendre. ;)


Book One:
The Night Has Teeth (The Magdeburg Trilogy #1)
YA fantasy
Paperback, 290 pages
Published September 23rd 2012 by Fierce Ink Press Co-Op Ltd. 

There’s a darkness that lurks in the City of Light 

Seventeen-year-old Connor Lewis is chased by a memory. On his first day of kindergarten he bit a boy hard enough to scar the kid for life. Since then he’s been a social outcast at a New York private school.

Through an unexpected turn of good fortune, he lands a scholarship to study in Paris, where everything starts to look up. On the first day he befriends two military brats, and he may finally get a taste of what it’s like to be a normal teenager.

It doesn’t last.

His host family — an alluring young tattoo artist and her moody, handsome boyfriend — inadvertently introduce him to the underworld of werewolves where there are two types: the born and the bitten. Those born to it take the form of elegant wolves, while the latter are cursed to transform into the half-man, half-beast creatures of horror movies. The bitten rarely survive. Unfortunately, Connor is on the wanted list of a four hundred-year-old bitten human who’s searching for both a cure and a means of wiping out werewolves for good.

Connor’s loyalties are tested as he becomes embroiled in a conflict where werewolves, mad science and teen angst collide.




About the author
Kat Kruger is a freelance writer and social media consultant with a degree in public relations from Mount Saint Vincent University. The Night Has Teeth is her first novel and won the 34th Atlantic Writing Competition. She splits her time between Toronto and Halifax with her husband.