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August 10, 2013
Immortal Tour Stop and Giveaway and SURPRISE teaser: Amazon bestseller series Runes (book 1), Immortals (book 2) #mustread #YAlit
Book Title: ImmortalsSeries: RunesAuthor: Ednah WaltersRelease Date: August 5th2013Genre: YA Paranormal RomanceLength: 342 PagesPublisher: Firetrail PublishingPresented by: Walking on Bookshelves & As You Wish Tours Immortals Tour Schedule
Okay, I'm blown away by readers' response to this series. You've put my name out there and I can't thank you enough. I promise not to disappoint you and will continue churning out these amazing stories. So, instead of posting an excerpt on Torin's POV, expect to see it in its entirely in the Immortals Special Edition paperback (Coming soon): Instead, I have a surprise for you, two excerpts. One is from GRIMNIRS, the next Runes book (Release date TBA): (Surprise Julia Hendrix and Jeannette Whitus, bet you didn't see this coming) EXCERPT 1 The woman reached up to stroke the cashier’s hair, but her hand went through his head and dropped to her side, tears filling her eyes. Another ghost. I averted my eyes so she wouldn’t catch me watching her.
Whoever created Casper the Friendly Ghost got it wrong. Ghosts weren’t white blobs floating aimlessly around and helping people. Neither did they flicker like holograms on a drug trip. They looked real like regular humans. No gaping wounds and half-chopped limbs. They weren’t even freaking transparent. I focused on helping Mom with the groceries. I picked cans and bottles from the cart and put them on the moving counter, but I could still see the crying ghost from the corner of my eye. I didn’t want to feel sorry for her or care. Why couldn’t they just move on already? I stole a glance at her again and caught her eyes on me. Please don’t talk to me… Please, please, please, don’t talk to me… The month I’d spent in a psyche ward was enough. I was never ever going back. Psych ward had the most annoying ghosts. They were crazy alive and crazier dead. My heart pounding, I looked down.This ability to see ghosts was a curse. A big, fat, ugly curse I was struggling to deal with and failing miserably. I still didn’t know how or why I could see dead people. All I knew was that it started three months ago the night lightning hit the pool during a swim meet and killed my friends. A few of us had survived, but something happened to me that night. I actually saw my friends’ ghosts and the angelic, glowing beings who’d led them away. My mistake was telling my parents. That was how I ended up in the psych ward.I shivered again and rubbed my arms.“Are you cold?” Mom asked.I gave her a tiny smile. “A little. I should have brought a jacket.”Mom started to shrug off her coat.“No, Mom. I’m fine. Really,” I added when she shot me a skeptical glance.“Okay. Should we have tacos for dinner tonight?” she asked.I didn’t care. I just wanted to go home. Not that the ghosts left me alone there either. But at least I had the means to get rid of them. “Or maybe lamb chops and potatoes,” Mom added, her voice upbeat.I loved Lamb chops and she knew it. She was trying to butter up before hitting me with the bad news. I’d overheard her and Dad discuss me this morning. They wanted me homeschooled. Who was homeschooled in their junior year of high school? They might as well write ‘freak’ on my forehead.I mean, seeing ghosts made me a freak already. No need letting the entire world know by homeschooling me after I’d already spent a year and a half in high school. I hadn’t minded being homeschooled when I was younger. Never even found it strange that my parents had a problem with me, their only child, attending Kayville Elementary School where they taught. No, I planned to finish high school like a normal person. Screw the ghosts. They were not stopping me from living a normal life. I’d already missed five weeks of school because of them, a month of that in Providence Mental Institute. If anyone at my school knew about PMI, my life would be over.My eyes drifted to the ghost. She was still staring at me. I glared back this time, daring her to talk to me. Not that that ever stopped them. She smiled and I baced myself. I knew what was coming. Excerpt from OVERBOARD, New adult book (Release date TBA): Hot body alert!Oh no, it was the guy from the balcony. One look at that ass and I’d recognize him anywhere. Looked better au naturel though. He leaned down and pressed a kiss on the blonde’s cheek. I tried to avert my eyes, but like last night, I couldn’t look away. He had the hottest body I’d ever seen on a man.He turned and my heart stopped.Good Lord, he was even more beautiful in daylight. Younger too. Somehow I’d assumed he would be in his late-twenties, but he looked younger. Early twenties perhaps? Our eyes met and my breath caught. Full, sensual lips lifted in a half-smile as though he knew I’d been staring at his ass. And drooling. And remembering last night.He started toward me, his stride purposeful, broad shoulders, narrow hips, and powerful legs deliciously wrapped in designer jeans. He had to be six-three or four, which was tall for little five-six me. The black T-shirt spread taut over his broad shoulders and hinted at the rock-hard six pack I’d glimpsed last night. His medium-length dark hair was thick and wavy, but his most striking feature was his eyes. They were so pale they looked silver. Throw in the strong chin and chiseled jaw, and high cheekbones and you had a man who could easily grace the covers of any fashion magazine.He skirted around tables and people, his eyes not leaving me. Every instinct in my body told me to look away, ignore him, but like last night, I couldn’t look away.“Excuse me, miss,” a man said behind me and I realized I’d been rooted on the same spot in a crowded restaurant. How humiliating.“Sorry.” I whipped around and scooped the first offering on the buffet. Eggs. He was right behind me. I couldn’t explain how I knew. I just did.“It tastes like crap,” he said in a smooth, deep voice, the effect on me startling. Something primal scuttled under my skin. I shivered.“I love crap,” I said and reached for the bacon.“Greasy,” he said.I wanted to turn around and order him to leave me alone. I had enough crap dealing with one man who wanted my body at a crazy price without dealing with another messing with my head.“Let me buy you breakfast and a decent cup of coffee,” he said, his voice dropping an octave. The timbre of his voice was sinfully seductive. I wanted to continue ignoring him, but I had to make it clear that I wasn’t going anywhere with him. I turned and looked into eyes so full of raw sensuality my jaw dropped. Holy crap, how do women let him walk down the street without attacking him? Up close, those silver babies were lethal.His brows shot up. “Is that a yes?” OKAY: Sorry for spoiling the tour, but I had to share these teasers . BACK TO TORIN
click the picture for a close-up and read the teaser on his shirt.
Paperback cover
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Nothing can stop Raine Cooper when she wants something…
Raine finally knows that her gorgeous neighbor, Torin St. James, is a legend straight out of Norse mythology, and that her feelings for him are strong. Torin is crazy about Raine too, breaking the one rule he lives by: Never fall for a mortal. The problem is he no longer remembers her, his memories erased by Norns—Norse destiny deities—to punish her for defying them.
She will make Torin forget his one rule a second time and fall in love with her all over again.
But she quickly learns that well-laid plans do not work when dealing with deities and supernatural beings. Desperate, Raine makes choices that could not only tear her and Torin further apart, but lead to the destruction of everything and everyone she loves.
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August 4, 2013
NEW RELEASE: Immortals (Runes book 2) #mustread #YAromance http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00EBTGGCW
Happy New Release to moi: Immortals is out guys, so grab your copy. You want to know what happened to Torin St. James and Raine Cooper after that last kiss, here's your chance:
BUYING LINKS: KindleAmazon Paperback Smashwords COMING SOON TO: Barnes&NoblesiTunes BLURB: Nothing can stop Raine Cooper when she wants something…
Raine finally knows that her gorgeous neighbor, Torin St. James, is a legend straight out of Norse mythology, and that her feelings for him are strong. Torin is crazy about Raine too, breaking the one rule he lives by: Never fall for a mortal. The problem is he no longer remembers her, his memories erased by Norns—Norse destiny deities—to punish her for defying them.
So Raine comes up with a plan...
She will make Torin forget his one rule a second time and fall in love with her all over again. But she quickly learns that well-laid plans do not work when dealing with deities and supernatural beings. Desperate, Raine makes choices that could not only tear her and Torin further apart, but lead to the destruction of everything and everyone she loves.
BUYING LINKS: KindleAmazon Paperback Smashwords COMING SOON TO: Barnes&NoblesiTunes BLURB: Nothing can stop Raine Cooper when she wants something…
Raine finally knows that her gorgeous neighbor, Torin St. James, is a legend straight out of Norse mythology, and that her feelings for him are strong. Torin is crazy about Raine too, breaking the one rule he lives by: Never fall for a mortal. The problem is he no longer remembers her, his memories erased by Norns—Norse destiny deities—to punish her for defying them.
So Raine comes up with a plan...
She will make Torin forget his one rule a second time and fall in love with her all over again. But she quickly learns that well-laid plans do not work when dealing with deities and supernatural beings. Desperate, Raine makes choices that could not only tear her and Torin further apart, but lead to the destruction of everything and everyone she loves.
August 2, 2013
AUTHOR SPOT LIGHT: Stacy Claflin
I am thrilled to host a wonderful author I recently connected with. Stacy is an amazing author and here is her latest book.
New Release: ForgottenImagine waking up to discover that eighteen months have passed since you last fell asleep—in a different bed. That’s the reality that Alexis Ferguson awakes to one morning. She desperately needs to return to the castle where she is needed to win an impending battle. Alexis discovers that she can’t find her way back to the castle, or even contact anyone from there. Not only that, but everything in her life is now the exact opposite of what it should be. Nothing can prepare her for what she discovers. Once again she finds herself not knowing who she can trust.
Now Available for 99c Release Week!Get all 3 books for only $4.97Kindle | B&N | KoboForgotten is the third book in the Transformed series. About the Deception and Betrayal:Alexis only believes in what can be proven by science…until strange things begin to happen to her that defy explanation. When she gets angry light bulbs start exploding and crows begin to follow her. That’s only the beginning. What she discovers will test not only her beliefs, but her strength, as she must stand up to one of the most powerful forces in the world. As the story continues, Alexis learns more about her true identity and destiny. She must make some difficult decisions when her heart refuses to agree with the centuries-old destiny for her life.
Praise for the Transformed Series"A very entertaining read that kept me on edge...read it almost in one day!" -Uncommon Chick "I loved too that this book never left me feeling as if I knew what was going to happen next." -A Nagel "WOW! Great Read!" -A. Fratarcangeli
Excerpt
Stacy loves writing, reading, and watching Young and New Adult Paranormal and Paranormal Romance. Her favorite TV shows include the Vampire Diaries, Supernatural, Fringe, Pretty Little Liars, and the Lying Game. She wrote her first chapter story when she was about nine years old and has always wanted to be a published author. When she's not reading or writing, she's busy running a home preschool and educating her kids from home. She would love to connect with you! Find her and all social media links at StacyClaflin.com. Stacy Claflin, Author StacyClaflin.com Let's Connect: Facebook Twitter pinterest
New Release: ForgottenImagine waking up to discover that eighteen months have passed since you last fell asleep—in a different bed. That’s the reality that Alexis Ferguson awakes to one morning. She desperately needs to return to the castle where she is needed to win an impending battle. Alexis discovers that she can’t find her way back to the castle, or even contact anyone from there. Not only that, but everything in her life is now the exact opposite of what it should be. Nothing can prepare her for what she discovers. Once again she finds herself not knowing who she can trust.
Now Available for 99c Release Week!Get all 3 books for only $4.97Kindle | B&N | KoboForgotten is the third book in the Transformed series. About the Deception and Betrayal:Alexis only believes in what can be proven by science…until strange things begin to happen to her that defy explanation. When she gets angry light bulbs start exploding and crows begin to follow her. That’s only the beginning. What she discovers will test not only her beliefs, but her strength, as she must stand up to one of the most powerful forces in the world. As the story continues, Alexis learns more about her true identity and destiny. She must make some difficult decisions when her heart refuses to agree with the centuries-old destiny for her life.
Praise for the Transformed Series"A very entertaining read that kept me on edge...read it almost in one day!" -Uncommon Chick "I loved too that this book never left me feeling as if I knew what was going to happen next." -A Nagel "WOW! Great Read!" -A. Fratarcangeli
Excerpt
I rolled over in bed, trying to ignore the alarm. A song was playing that I’d never heard and the bed felt different. I opened one eye and sat up, looking around in shock and horror. I was in my bedroom at my human family’s home. But I had gone to sleep in my room in the castle. I should have opened my eyes and found myself there. Sighing, I turned the alarm off. My room was completely different. Things had been moved around, there were new things that I didn’t recognize, and the walls were even a different color. Rubbing my eyes, I tried to figure out what was going on. What was the last thing that I could remember? The memories of the last months at the castle filled my mind…. What had happened? Why couldn’t I remember how I’d gotten here? My dad came in. “What are you still doing in bed?” I stared at him. He had a new haircut and was wearing new clothes. He didn’t usually buy new clothes and he never changed his haircut. “It’s graduation day. You don’t have time to waste. You’re giving the big speech today,” he said, smiling as only a proud dad could. Graduation? My graduation wasn’t for another year and a half! Like my ex-friend, Emma, had said: that was practically forever. “Are you kidding me?” His face went pale. “No, Alexis. I’m not. Tell me that you haven’t forgotten.” How could it be my graduation day? It wasn’t even Christmas of my Junior year yet. “Janet!” my dad called out. “She’s having another memory lapse! Come in here!” A memory lapse? Another memory lapse?About the Author
Stacy loves writing, reading, and watching Young and New Adult Paranormal and Paranormal Romance. Her favorite TV shows include the Vampire Diaries, Supernatural, Fringe, Pretty Little Liars, and the Lying Game. She wrote her first chapter story when she was about nine years old and has always wanted to be a published author. When she's not reading or writing, she's busy running a home preschool and educating her kids from home. She would love to connect with you! Find her and all social media links at StacyClaflin.com. Stacy Claflin, Author StacyClaflin.com Let's Connect: Facebook Twitter pinterest
July 26, 2013
Runes officially Amazon bestseller and 9 more days to Immortals (book #2)
FIRST GOOD NEWS: Runes has remained #1 Amazon bestseller paranormal/angel book the last one week and top 20
Teen & YA Paranormal
bestseller. Thank you, fans. You've so supportive and amazing.
Every time we authors start a series, we hope it is the one that will click with readers and change the trajectory of our career. I've been writing for years and honing my craft, so thank you for embracing this new series and let's make it memorable.
For those who embraced Torin St. James and nominate him to YA Crush Tourney less than a month after the release of Runes, thank you. We'll make 2014, the year of Torin St. James. For now, get ready for the next instalment in the series.
See the Tour Lineup here
Immortals (Runes series book #2)
Ednah Walters
Series: Runes #2
Publication date: August 5th 2013
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
GOODREADS AMAZON (paperback)
Nothing can stop Raine Cooper when she wants something…
Raine finally knows that her gorgeous neighbor, Torin St. James, is a legend straight out of Norse mythology, and that her feelings for him are strong. Torin is crazy about Raine too, breaking the one rule he lives by: Never fall for a mortal. The problem is he no longer remembers her, his memories erased by Norns—Norse destiny deities—to punish her for defying them.
So Raine comes up with a plan...
She will make Torin forget his one rule a second time and fall in love with her all over again.
But she quickly learns that well-laid plans do not work when dealing with deities and supernatural beings. Desperate, Raine makes choices that could not only tear her and Torin further apart, but lead to the destruction of everything and everyone she loves.
BOOK TRAILER:
ABOUT THE AUTHORWebsite Goodreads Facebook Twitter
EDNAH WALTERS grew up reading Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys and dreaming of one day writing her own stories. She is a stay-at-home mother of five humans and two American short-hair cats (one of which has ADHD) and a husband. When she is not writing, she’s at the gym doing Zumba or doing things with her family, reading, traveling or online chatting with fans.
Ednah is the author of The Guardian Legacy series, a YA fantasy series about children of the fallen angels, who fight demons and protect mankind. AWAKENED, the prequel was released by Pill Hill Press in September 2010 with rave reviews. BETRAYED, book one in the series was released by her new publisher Spencer Hill Press in June 2012 and HUNTED, the third installment, was released April 2013. She’s working on the next book in the series, FORGOTTEN. Visit her at www.ednahwalters.com
Ednah also writes YA paranormal romance. RUNES is the first book in her new series. IMMORTALS is book 2. She is presently working on book 3, GRIMNIRS (Release date TBA). Read more about this series and the world she's created here www.runestheseries.com
Using the pseudonym E. B. Walters, Ednah writes contemporary romance. SLOW BURN, the first contemporary romance with suspense, was released in April 2011. It is the first book in the Fitzgerald family series. Since then she has published four more books in this series. She's presently working on book six. You can visit her online at or www.ebwalters.com .
Every time we authors start a series, we hope it is the one that will click with readers and change the trajectory of our career. I've been writing for years and honing my craft, so thank you for embracing this new series and let's make it memorable.
For those who embraced Torin St. James and nominate him to YA Crush Tourney less than a month after the release of Runes, thank you. We'll make 2014, the year of Torin St. James. For now, get ready for the next instalment in the series.
See the Tour Lineup here
Immortals (Runes series book #2) Ednah Walters
Series: Runes #2
Publication date: August 5th 2013
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
GOODREADS AMAZON (paperback)
Nothing can stop Raine Cooper when she wants something…
Raine finally knows that her gorgeous neighbor, Torin St. James, is a legend straight out of Norse mythology, and that her feelings for him are strong. Torin is crazy about Raine too, breaking the one rule he lives by: Never fall for a mortal. The problem is he no longer remembers her, his memories erased by Norns—Norse destiny deities—to punish her for defying them.
So Raine comes up with a plan...
She will make Torin forget his one rule a second time and fall in love with her all over again.
But she quickly learns that well-laid plans do not work when dealing with deities and supernatural beings. Desperate, Raine makes choices that could not only tear her and Torin further apart, but lead to the destruction of everything and everyone she loves.
BOOK TRAILER:
ABOUT THE AUTHORWebsite Goodreads Facebook Twitter
EDNAH WALTERS grew up reading Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys and dreaming of one day writing her own stories. She is a stay-at-home mother of five humans and two American short-hair cats (one of which has ADHD) and a husband. When she is not writing, she’s at the gym doing Zumba or doing things with her family, reading, traveling or online chatting with fans.
Ednah is the author of The Guardian Legacy series, a YA fantasy series about children of the fallen angels, who fight demons and protect mankind. AWAKENED, the prequel was released by Pill Hill Press in September 2010 with rave reviews. BETRAYED, book one in the series was released by her new publisher Spencer Hill Press in June 2012 and HUNTED, the third installment, was released April 2013. She’s working on the next book in the series, FORGOTTEN. Visit her at www.ednahwalters.com
Ednah also writes YA paranormal romance. RUNES is the first book in her new series. IMMORTALS is book 2. She is presently working on book 3, GRIMNIRS (Release date TBA). Read more about this series and the world she's created here www.runestheseries.com
Using the pseudonym E. B. Walters, Ednah writes contemporary romance. SLOW BURN, the first contemporary romance with suspense, was released in April 2011. It is the first book in the Fitzgerald family series. Since then she has published four more books in this series. She's presently working on book six. You can visit her online at or www.ebwalters.com .
July 23, 2013
IMMORTALS (book #2) BOOK TOUR - Blog Tour Lineup
We have an amazing tour lined up, thanks to two wonderful ladies, Julia Hendrix of
As you Wish Tours
and Jeannette Whitus of
Walking on Bookshelves
What do they have planned for you? 1. Two winners will get $50 gift card and copies of Runes and Immortals2. You get to know what Torin thought and felt between that last kiss in Runesand the beginning of Immortals?
3. Read the first few chapters of Immortals.
4. Meet Torin, Andris and Eirik in character interviews
5. Read text messages between Raine and Torin (she finally convinced him to buy one, what a girl)
6. Torin has a secret to share with you ( maybe a hint about the next book, who knows)
7. If you missed the first meeting between Torin and Raine written in Torin's POV,come and read it. HERE ARE PARTICIPATING BLOGGERS
1.Official Blog for the Runes Series - 7/262.My Guilty Obsession - 7/273.Page Flipperz YA - 7/274.Andrea Heltsley Books - 7/285.A Diary of Book Addict - 7/286.Into The Worm's Hole - 7/297.Literary Sweet - 7/298.Walking on Bookshelves - 7/309.Breathe in Books - 7/3010.Kelly Hashway - 7/3111.Stacy Claflin, Author - 7/3112.City of Books - 8/113.Books, College and Other Random Things -8/114.Homedaze - 8/115.abookandalatte - 8/216.The Cover Contessa - 8/217.Ali's Books - 8/318.Paranormal Opinion - 8/319.Wicca Witch 4 Book Blog - 8/420.Lift You Up - 8/421.Aspired Writer - 8/522.Indy Book Fairy - 8/523.Paranormal Reads - 8/624.Kindle and Me - 8/625.Bookworm Lisa - 8/726.Deal Sharing Aunt - 8/727.Book Swoon - 8/828.I'm Only Me When I'm Reading - 8/929.Coco's Bookish Adventures - 8/930.Reading...Dreaming - 8/931.Mary's Cup of Tea - 8/1032.Just Me, Myself and I - 8/1033.The Guardian Legacy - Ednah Walters, YA Author - 8/1034.Faerie Tale Books - 8/1135.BS Book Reviews - 8/1136.Living Ficticiously - 8/1237.Alana @ Passionate Book Divas - 8/1238.As You Wish Reviews - 8/1239.Mommasez... - 8/1340.After Dark Rendezvous - 8/1341.Tangle up in Books - 8/1442.Dalene's Book Reviews - 8/1443.My Midnight Fantasies - 8/1544.A Book Vacation - 8/1545.Sun Mountain Reviews - 8/1646.Insane About Books - 8/1647.Crystal's Many Reviews - 8/1748.Book Junkies Anonymous - 8/1749.Better Read Than Dead - 8/1850.YA Book Addict - 8/1851.Spare Time Book Blog - 8/1952.Inside the Page of a Book - 8/2053.Amethyst Daydreams - 8/2054.Heart Breaking Reviews - 8/2055.Andrea Buginsky - 8/2156.Intoxicated by Books - 8/2157.The Book Rogue - 8/2258.Always YA at Heart - 8/2259.Reader Girls - 8/2260.Tome Tender Book Blog - 8/2361.Elfwitchlovesbooks - 8/2362.Skyla11377 - 8/2463.Sassy Book Lovers - 8/2464.Margay Leah Justice - 8/2565.Two-Tall-Tales - 8/2566.Books Complete Me - 8/2667.Jany's Book Blog - 8/2668.Buried Under Books - 8/26
July 1, 2013
Freedom To Read: Start by reading Runes, book 1.
Thanks to Bookhounds and Kathy of I'm A Ready, Not a Writer for hosting this giveaway:
Since IMMORTALS, book 2 in the RUNES series, is being released in less than 5 weeks, you want to start reading this amazing new YA paranormal romance : The hero, TORIN ST. JAMES, participated in YA Crush Tourney 3 weeks after the book was released... that's how amazing he is. As for RAINE, you couldn't find a more gutsy heroine.
To win a copy of IMMORTALS, head to Runes Blog run by some serious fan girls:
Winner gets an e-copy of Runes and a signed print copy and an Amazon gift card):
Seventeen-year-old Raine Cooper has enough on her plate dealing with her father’s disappearance, her mother’s erratic behavior and the possibility of her boyfriend relocating. The last thing she needs is Torin St. James—a mysterious new neighbor with a wicked smile and uncanny way of reading her.
Raine is drawn to Torin’s dark sexiness against her better judgment, until he saves her life with weird marks and she realizes he is different. But by healing her, Torin changes something inside Raine. Now she can’t stop thinking about him. Half the time, she’s not sure whether to fall into his arms or run.
Scared, she sets out to find out what Torin is. But the closer she gets to the truth the more she uncovers something sinister about Torin. What Torin is goes back to an ancient mythology and Raine is somehow part of it. Not only are she and her friends in danger, she must choose a side, but the wrong choice will cost Raine her life.
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June 26, 2013
Immortals Trailer Launch: Immortals (book #2 Runes series) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aK17dM...
IMMORTALS: Book #2 of the Runes Series
Nothing can stop Raine Cooper when she wants something...Raine finally knows that her gorgeous neighbor, Torin St. James, is a legend straight out of Norse mythology, and that her feelings for him are strong. Torin is crazy about Raine too, breaking the one rule he lives by: Never fall for a mortal. The problem is he no longer remembers her, his memories erased by Norns Norse destiny deities to punish her for defying them
So Raine comes up with a plan...
She will make Torin forget his one rule a second time and fall in love with her all over again. But she quickly learns that well-laid plans do not work when dealing with deities and supernatural beings. Desperate, Raine makes choices that could not only tear her and Torin further apart, but lead to the destruction of everything and everyone she loves.
Nothing can stop Raine Cooper when she wants something...Raine finally knows that her gorgeous neighbor, Torin St. James, is a legend straight out of Norse mythology, and that her feelings for him are strong. Torin is crazy about Raine too, breaking the one rule he lives by: Never fall for a mortal. The problem is he no longer remembers her, his memories erased by Norns Norse destiny deities to punish her for defying them
So Raine comes up with a plan...
She will make Torin forget his one rule a second time and fall in love with her all over again. But she quickly learns that well-laid plans do not work when dealing with deities and supernatural beings. Desperate, Raine makes choices that could not only tear her and Torin further apart, but lead to the destruction of everything and everyone she loves.
June 16, 2013
June 14, 2013
Copper Girl: Jennifer Aliss Provost latest book and a Give@way @Parthalan.
Today I'm happy to host my fellow Scene13 author (authors with books being released 2013) and a fellow author at Spencer Hill Press, Jennifer Allis Provost. Her book, Copper Girl will be released June 25th:
Now for the giveaway:
First price: An ARC of Copper Girl
Second: A necklace like the one Micah gives Sara
Third: Barnes&Noble $10 gift card
What to do to enter: SEE BELOW
Back cover matter:
Sara had always been careful.
She never spoke of magic, never associated with those suspected of handling magic, never thought of magic, and never, ever, let anyone see her mark. After all, the last thing she wanted was to end up missing, like her father and brother.
Then, a silver elf pushed his way into Sara's dream, and her life became anything but ordinary.
Author bio:
Jennifer Allis Provost is a native New Englander who lives in a sprawling colonial along with her beautiful and precocious twins, a dog, a parrot (maroon bellied conure, to be exact), two cats, and a wonderful husband who never forgets to buy ice cream. As a child, she read anything and everything she could get her hands on, including a set of encyclopedias, but fantasy was always her favorite. She spends her days drinking vast amounts of coffee, arguing with her computer, and avoiding any and all domestic behavior.
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CHAPTER ONE, Part I
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
My office, like most modern offices, cranked the air conditioning down to Arctic proportions during the summer months. Consequently, we workers arrived in the morning dressed in sandals and sleeveless tops, donned heavy sweaters upon reaching our desks, and ended up shivering by noon. Ironically, when our workday ended we were hit by a wall of oppressive heat the moment we stepped outside the main doors. No, this wasn’t a flawed system in the slightest.
That day, I wasn’t having it. I had the grand idea of spending my lunch hour outside, away from the icy wind stiffening my fingers and chilling my neck. After I unwound myself from the afghan I kept in my desk (and only used in the summer months), I gathered up my lunch and my phone and headed out for an impromptu picnic in my car.
What I hadn’t considered was that the office runs the air conditioning so cold because it was, well, hot outside. Very hot, in fact. So hot that the cheese was melting in my sandwich and the lettuce looked like something that had washed ashore months, maybe even years, ago. I was parked in the shade and had taken down my car’s convertible top, but I still couldn’t manage to get comfortable. I’d already shed my sandals and cardigan, which left me wearing my sundress and…
Dare I?
I glanced around the parking lot of Real Estate Evaluation Services, the ‘go-to firm for all your commercial real estate needs’, according to the brochures. No one, human or drone, was taking a noontime stroll, and, by virtue of my being on the far side of the lot, no cars were near mine. Most of my coworkers didn’t even have cars, so the lot was rarely more than half-full. What was more, from where I sat, I couldn’t even see the office.
I dared.
I took a deep breath and channeled my inner wild woman, then leaned the seat back and slipped off my panties. Removing that small bit of cotton made an incredible difference, and the heat became somewhat bearable. Enjoyable, even. Was that a breeze?
Ignoring my decrepit sandwich, I fully reclined the seat, set the alarm on my phone, and closed my eyes. A nap. Now that would make today bearable.
***
Suddenly, he is there.
Here.
Kissing me, holding me.
I know I'm dreaming, because he's perfect. His lips are soft but insistent, his hands gentle. I glide my fingers across his back, feeling thick cords of muscle, before sinking my fingers into his hair. It’s superfine, like cobwebs, and when I crack an eyelid, I learn that it’s silver. Not gray or white, but the elegant hue of antique candlesticks and fine flatware. Cool.
I squeeze my eyes shut again, not wanting the dream to end any sooner than it has to. He kisses me once more, and I can’t help melting against him. His hand travels up my leg, up past my hip… shit! No panties!
I try twisting away, but he already knows. I feel his mouth stretch into a smile, and he moves to nuzzle my neck. "What’s your name?" he murmurs.
"Sara," I reply. "Yours?"
"Micah." By now, his hands have traveled to my waist, and he slides one around to stroke the small of my back. "Why did you summon me, Sara?"
"I didn’t," I protest. "I don’t know how." I would say more, but he nibbles a trail from my neck to my shoulder, and pushes my dress to the side. As for me, I let him.
Micah raises his head, and I get a good look at him for the first time. His eyes are large and dark gray, like thunderheads, his features chiseled into warm caramel skin, and his unruly mop of silver hair seems to float around his head. He wears an odd, buff-colored leather shirt, made all the odder in this heat, and matching leather pants and boots. Boots?
"You did summon me," he insists. "My Sara, you must tell me why."
"Does it matter?" I ask. I pull him back to me, kissing him with all the passion I’ve never felt with anyone during my waking hours. Micah kisses me back, fingers deftly unbuttoning my dress while his other hand rubs my lower back. I’ve never felt so free, so alive as I do in Micah’s embrace, and I have no intention of rushing this. None at all. TO ENTER the GIVEAWAY: Tweet this post DON'T FORGET TO VOTE FOR TORIN in YA Crush Tourney on Monday
Now for the giveaway:
First price: An ARC of Copper Girl
Second: A necklace like the one Micah gives Sara
Third: Barnes&Noble $10 gift card
What to do to enter: SEE BELOW
Back cover matter:Sara had always been careful.
She never spoke of magic, never associated with those suspected of handling magic, never thought of magic, and never, ever, let anyone see her mark. After all, the last thing she wanted was to end up missing, like her father and brother.
Then, a silver elf pushed his way into Sara's dream, and her life became anything but ordinary.
Author bio:
Jennifer Allis Provost is a native New Englander who lives in a sprawling colonial along with her beautiful and precocious twins, a dog, a parrot (maroon bellied conure, to be exact), two cats, and a wonderful husband who never forgets to buy ice cream. As a child, she read anything and everything she could get her hands on, including a set of encyclopedias, but fantasy was always her favorite. She spends her days drinking vast amounts of coffee, arguing with her computer, and avoiding any and all domestic behavior.
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CHAPTER ONE, Part I
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
My office, like most modern offices, cranked the air conditioning down to Arctic proportions during the summer months. Consequently, we workers arrived in the morning dressed in sandals and sleeveless tops, donned heavy sweaters upon reaching our desks, and ended up shivering by noon. Ironically, when our workday ended we were hit by a wall of oppressive heat the moment we stepped outside the main doors. No, this wasn’t a flawed system in the slightest.
That day, I wasn’t having it. I had the grand idea of spending my lunch hour outside, away from the icy wind stiffening my fingers and chilling my neck. After I unwound myself from the afghan I kept in my desk (and only used in the summer months), I gathered up my lunch and my phone and headed out for an impromptu picnic in my car.
What I hadn’t considered was that the office runs the air conditioning so cold because it was, well, hot outside. Very hot, in fact. So hot that the cheese was melting in my sandwich and the lettuce looked like something that had washed ashore months, maybe even years, ago. I was parked in the shade and had taken down my car’s convertible top, but I still couldn’t manage to get comfortable. I’d already shed my sandals and cardigan, which left me wearing my sundress and…
Dare I?
I glanced around the parking lot of Real Estate Evaluation Services, the ‘go-to firm for all your commercial real estate needs’, according to the brochures. No one, human or drone, was taking a noontime stroll, and, by virtue of my being on the far side of the lot, no cars were near mine. Most of my coworkers didn’t even have cars, so the lot was rarely more than half-full. What was more, from where I sat, I couldn’t even see the office.
I dared.
I took a deep breath and channeled my inner wild woman, then leaned the seat back and slipped off my panties. Removing that small bit of cotton made an incredible difference, and the heat became somewhat bearable. Enjoyable, even. Was that a breeze?
Ignoring my decrepit sandwich, I fully reclined the seat, set the alarm on my phone, and closed my eyes. A nap. Now that would make today bearable.
***
Suddenly, he is there.
Here.
Kissing me, holding me.
I know I'm dreaming, because he's perfect. His lips are soft but insistent, his hands gentle. I glide my fingers across his back, feeling thick cords of muscle, before sinking my fingers into his hair. It’s superfine, like cobwebs, and when I crack an eyelid, I learn that it’s silver. Not gray or white, but the elegant hue of antique candlesticks and fine flatware. Cool.
I squeeze my eyes shut again, not wanting the dream to end any sooner than it has to. He kisses me once more, and I can’t help melting against him. His hand travels up my leg, up past my hip… shit! No panties!
I try twisting away, but he already knows. I feel his mouth stretch into a smile, and he moves to nuzzle my neck. "What’s your name?" he murmurs.
"Sara," I reply. "Yours?"
"Micah." By now, his hands have traveled to my waist, and he slides one around to stroke the small of my back. "Why did you summon me, Sara?"
"I didn’t," I protest. "I don’t know how." I would say more, but he nibbles a trail from my neck to my shoulder, and pushes my dress to the side. As for me, I let him.
Micah raises his head, and I get a good look at him for the first time. His eyes are large and dark gray, like thunderheads, his features chiseled into warm caramel skin, and his unruly mop of silver hair seems to float around his head. He wears an odd, buff-colored leather shirt, made all the odder in this heat, and matching leather pants and boots. Boots?
"You did summon me," he insists. "My Sara, you must tell me why."
"Does it matter?" I ask. I pull him back to me, kissing him with all the passion I’ve never felt with anyone during my waking hours. Micah kisses me back, fingers deftly unbuttoning my dress while his other hand rubs my lower back. I’ve never felt so free, so alive as I do in Micah’s embrace, and I have no intention of rushing this. None at all. TO ENTER the GIVEAWAY: Tweet this post DON'T FORGET TO VOTE FOR TORIN in YA Crush Tourney on Monday
Copper Girl: Jennifer Aliss Provost latest book and a Give@way
Today I'm happy to host my fellow Scene13 author (authors with books being released 2013) and a fellow author at Spencer Hill Press, Jennifer Allis Provost. Her book, Copper Girl will be released June 25th: Don't forget to enter the giveaway
Back cover matter:
Sara had always been careful.
She never spoke of magic, never associated with those suspected of handling magic, never thought of magic, and never, ever, let anyone see her mark. After all, the last thing she wanted was to end up missing, like her father and brother.
Then, a silver elf pushed his way into Sara's dream, and her life became anything but ordinary.
Author bio:
Jennifer Allis Provost is a native New Englander who lives in a sprawling colonial along with her beautiful and precocious twins, a dog, a parrot (maroon bellied conure, to be exact), two cats, and a wonderful husband who never forgets to buy ice cream. As a child, she read anything and everything she could get her hands on, including a set of encyclopedias, but fantasy was always her favorite. She spends her days drinking vast amounts of coffee, arguing with her computer, and avoiding any and all domestic behavior.
Friend me on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/jennallis
Follow me on Twitter: @parthalan
http://jenniferallisprovost.com/
http://jenniferallisprovost.blogspot....
CHAPTER ONE, Part I
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
My office, like most modern offices, cranked the air conditioning down to Arctic proportions during the summer months. Consequently, we workers arrived in the morning dressed in sandals and sleeveless tops, donned heavy sweaters upon reaching our desks, and ended up shivering by noon. Ironically, when our workday ended we were hit by a wall of oppressive heat the moment we stepped outside the main doors. No, this wasn’t a flawed system in the slightest.
That day, I wasn’t having it. I had the grand idea of spending my lunch hour outside, away from the icy wind stiffening my fingers and chilling my neck. After I unwound myself from the afghan I kept in my desk (and only used in the summer months), I gathered up my lunch and my phone and headed out for an impromptu picnic in my car.
What I hadn’t considered was that the office runs the air conditioning so cold because it was, well, hot outside. Very hot, in fact. So hot that the cheese was melting in my sandwich and the lettuce looked like something that had washed ashore months, maybe even years, ago. I was parked in the shade and had taken down my car’s convertible top, but I still couldn’t manage to get comfortable. I’d already shed my sandals and cardigan, which left me wearing my sundress and…
Dare I?
I glanced around the parking lot of Real Estate Evaluation Services, the ‘go-to firm for all your commercial real estate needs’, according to the brochures. No one, human or drone, was taking a noontime stroll, and, by virtue of my being on the far side of the lot, no cars were near mine. Most of my coworkers didn’t even have cars, so the lot was rarely more than half-full. What was more, from where I sat, I couldn’t even see the office.
I dared.
I took a deep breath and channeled my inner wild woman, then leaned the seat back and slipped off my panties. Removing that small bit of cotton made an incredible difference, and the heat became somewhat bearable. Enjoyable, even. Was that a breeze?
Ignoring my decrepit sandwich, I fully reclined the seat, set the alarm on my phone, and closed my eyes. A nap. Now that would make today bearable.
***
Suddenly, he is there.
Here.
Kissing me, holding me.
I know I'm dreaming, because he's perfect. His lips are soft but insistent, his hands gentle. I glide my fingers across his back, feeling thick cords of muscle, before sinking my fingers into his hair. It’s superfine, like cobwebs, and when I crack an eyelid, I learn that it’s silver. Not gray or white, but the elegant hue of antique candlesticks and fine flatware. Cool.
I squeeze my eyes shut again, not wanting the dream to end any sooner than it has to. He kisses me once more, and I can’t help melting against him. His hand travels up my leg, up past my hip… shit! No panties!
I try twisting away, but he already knows. I feel his mouth stretch into a smile, and he moves to nuzzle my neck. "What’s your name?" he murmurs.
"Sara," I reply. "Yours?"
"Micah." By now, his hands have traveled to my waist, and he slides one around to stroke the small of my back. "Why did you summon me, Sara?"
"I didn’t," I protest. "I don’t know how." I would say more, but he nibbles a trail from my neck to my shoulder, and pushes my dress to the side. As for me, I let him.
Micah raises his head, and I get a good look at him for the first time. His eyes are large and dark gray, like thunderheads, his features chiseled into warm caramel skin, and his unruly mop of silver hair seems to float around his head. He wears an odd, buff-colored leather shirt, made all the odder in this heat, and matching leather pants and boots. Boots?
"You did summon me," he insists. "My Sara, you must tell me why."
"Does it matter?" I ask. I pull him back to me, kissing him with all the passion I’ve never felt with anyone during my waking hours. Micah kisses me back, fingers deftly unbuttoning my dress while his other hand rubs my lower back. I’ve never felt so free, so alive as I do in Micah’s embrace, and I have no intention of rushing this. None at all.
Back cover matter:Sara had always been careful.
She never spoke of magic, never associated with those suspected of handling magic, never thought of magic, and never, ever, let anyone see her mark. After all, the last thing she wanted was to end up missing, like her father and brother.
Then, a silver elf pushed his way into Sara's dream, and her life became anything but ordinary.
Author bio:
Jennifer Allis Provost is a native New Englander who lives in a sprawling colonial along with her beautiful and precocious twins, a dog, a parrot (maroon bellied conure, to be exact), two cats, and a wonderful husband who never forgets to buy ice cream. As a child, she read anything and everything she could get her hands on, including a set of encyclopedias, but fantasy was always her favorite. She spends her days drinking vast amounts of coffee, arguing with her computer, and avoiding any and all domestic behavior.
Friend me on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/jennallis
Follow me on Twitter: @parthalan
http://jenniferallisprovost.com/
http://jenniferallisprovost.blogspot....
CHAPTER ONE, Part I
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
My office, like most modern offices, cranked the air conditioning down to Arctic proportions during the summer months. Consequently, we workers arrived in the morning dressed in sandals and sleeveless tops, donned heavy sweaters upon reaching our desks, and ended up shivering by noon. Ironically, when our workday ended we were hit by a wall of oppressive heat the moment we stepped outside the main doors. No, this wasn’t a flawed system in the slightest.
That day, I wasn’t having it. I had the grand idea of spending my lunch hour outside, away from the icy wind stiffening my fingers and chilling my neck. After I unwound myself from the afghan I kept in my desk (and only used in the summer months), I gathered up my lunch and my phone and headed out for an impromptu picnic in my car.
What I hadn’t considered was that the office runs the air conditioning so cold because it was, well, hot outside. Very hot, in fact. So hot that the cheese was melting in my sandwich and the lettuce looked like something that had washed ashore months, maybe even years, ago. I was parked in the shade and had taken down my car’s convertible top, but I still couldn’t manage to get comfortable. I’d already shed my sandals and cardigan, which left me wearing my sundress and…
Dare I?
I glanced around the parking lot of Real Estate Evaluation Services, the ‘go-to firm for all your commercial real estate needs’, according to the brochures. No one, human or drone, was taking a noontime stroll, and, by virtue of my being on the far side of the lot, no cars were near mine. Most of my coworkers didn’t even have cars, so the lot was rarely more than half-full. What was more, from where I sat, I couldn’t even see the office.
I dared.
I took a deep breath and channeled my inner wild woman, then leaned the seat back and slipped off my panties. Removing that small bit of cotton made an incredible difference, and the heat became somewhat bearable. Enjoyable, even. Was that a breeze?
Ignoring my decrepit sandwich, I fully reclined the seat, set the alarm on my phone, and closed my eyes. A nap. Now that would make today bearable.
***
Suddenly, he is there.
Here.
Kissing me, holding me.
I know I'm dreaming, because he's perfect. His lips are soft but insistent, his hands gentle. I glide my fingers across his back, feeling thick cords of muscle, before sinking my fingers into his hair. It’s superfine, like cobwebs, and when I crack an eyelid, I learn that it’s silver. Not gray or white, but the elegant hue of antique candlesticks and fine flatware. Cool.
I squeeze my eyes shut again, not wanting the dream to end any sooner than it has to. He kisses me once more, and I can’t help melting against him. His hand travels up my leg, up past my hip… shit! No panties!
I try twisting away, but he already knows. I feel his mouth stretch into a smile, and he moves to nuzzle my neck. "What’s your name?" he murmurs.
"Sara," I reply. "Yours?"
"Micah." By now, his hands have traveled to my waist, and he slides one around to stroke the small of my back. "Why did you summon me, Sara?"
"I didn’t," I protest. "I don’t know how." I would say more, but he nibbles a trail from my neck to my shoulder, and pushes my dress to the side. As for me, I let him.
Micah raises his head, and I get a good look at him for the first time. His eyes are large and dark gray, like thunderheads, his features chiseled into warm caramel skin, and his unruly mop of silver hair seems to float around his head. He wears an odd, buff-colored leather shirt, made all the odder in this heat, and matching leather pants and boots. Boots?
"You did summon me," he insists. "My Sara, you must tell me why."
"Does it matter?" I ask. I pull him back to me, kissing him with all the passion I’ve never felt with anyone during my waking hours. Micah kisses me back, fingers deftly unbuttoning my dress while his other hand rubs my lower back. I’ve never felt so free, so alive as I do in Micah’s embrace, and I have no intention of rushing this. None at all.
