Ceruleans Anniversary Party & Giveaway!

FMN teaser 1Hey ladies and gentlemen of blogland! I have a treat for you today! This month, Charlotte Wilson (formerly writing under Megan Tayte) is holding an anniversary party & giveaway for her YA Fantasy series, Ceruleans—and I’m here to share it with you! I’ve been a fan of the Cerulean series since the first book came out and I was given an ARC to read and review. Since then, I’ve followed the series and the author, and she’s been generous enough to share her books with me. If you’d like to read my reviews of the series, check out the links below! (Note: I haven’t finished the fifth book, Darkly,Deeply,Beautifully yet).

A Little About The Author…

Charlotte Wilson

Once upon a time a little girl told her grandmother that when she grew up she wanted to be a writer. Or a lollipop lady. Or a fairy princess. ‘Write, Charlotte,’ her grandmother advised. So that’s what she did.

Thirty-odd years later, Charlotte is a professional writer. For authors and publishers, she writes and edits books as The Book Specialist. For herself, she writes soulful, coming-of-age romance for young adults.

Charlotte grew up in the Royal County, a hop, skip and a (very long) jump from Windsor Castle, but these days she makes her home in a village of Greater Manchester with her husband and two children. When she’s not reading or writing, you’ll find her walking someplace green, baking up a storm, or embarking on a DIY project. She recently achieved a lifetime ambition of creating a library in her home to house her ever-increasing collection of books. She pretends not to notice that the shelves are rather wonky.

You can find Charlotte online at:

Interested in buying the books? Check them out here:

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Before we get to the giveaway, check out this exclusive short story, Anniversary:

The cake was homemade. Lopsided. Slathered in gloopy frosting. Judging by Adam’s previous attempts in the kitchen, it was safe to assume it would be inedible.

Estelle loved it.

‘You baked? For me?’

She reached over and pulled Adam into a hug, awkward with the massive baby bump wedged between them.

‘Happy anniversary!’ he said.

Estelle pulled back, frowning. ‘That’s tomorrow.’

A year since she had Become a Cerulean. A year since she had died.

‘I know,’ said Adam. ‘But I have a surprise for you. A… gift. And I wasn’t sure how you’d take it, so I thought: give it to you today, and if you… well, if it’s not what you want, then it hasn’t spoiled tomorrow.’ He smiled at her – nervously.

‘O-kay,’ said Estelle. She couldn’t fathom what gift she could potentially dislike that much. Unless he’d bought her something girlie. She didn’t do girlie.

‘Good,’ said Adam. He grabbed her hands. ‘Ready?’

She’d barely begun to nod when it happened… the picnic blanket, the beach, the ocean, all gone, replaced, in the bewildering blink of an eye, by a grimy urban alleyway.

What came next was not pretty. Estelle hadn’t been that sick since her first trimester.

‘Are you insane?’ she hissed eventually, when she was done and could get a word in edgeways between Adam’s apologies and panicked are-you-okay-is-the-baby-okays. ‘You Travelled us to…’ She looked about and recognition made her jaw drop. ‘No,’ she said. ‘Truro?’

White-faced, Adam nodded. He didn’t say anything; he just pointed at a shopfront visible at the top of the alley. The sign was so weathered it was unreadable. That didn’t matter; Estelle knew exactly what it said: Tattoo Tony’s.

Furious, she rounded on Adam. ‘You’d better start explaining right now.’

‘The nightmares you’ve been having about… him. I couldn’t do nothing. It’s not right, Estelle, that he’s living his life here. Unpunished. So…’ He held out his hands. Ethereal blue light lit the alley.

‘Quit it!’ Estelle slapped his hands, hard. ‘Adam…’ She stared at the one person she loved, who’d given her a home and a purpose – to whom she’d confided her deepest, most painful secret: that when she was nine, the year before her mother ODed, a man named Tattoo Tony had abused her.

Adam stared right back at her, and there was a spark in his eyes she’d never seen before. ‘What’s the point of having power over life and death,’ he said, ‘if you can’t use it to take out a bad guy? One touch, Estelle. That’s all it would take.’

No! she should have yelled. No, Adam, that’s sacrilegious, against everything the Ceruleans stand for. But the words wouldn’t come.

She looked up the alley again, at the shop. She lay a hand on her swollen belly. Then she reached out and took Adam’s hand, and they walked toward the street.

They would have looked an odd couple – he the picture boy for geek chic, her Gothed out from head to foot – had they been visible. They weren’t, though, thanks to Adam’s power. They could walk right across that street, into the tattoo parlour and kill a man, and no one would ever know it was them.

At the door to the shop, which was propped open, Estelle pulled Adam to a stop. She could see an old man inside. He was gaunt and stooped, and his breath was coming in wheezy pants.

‘Do you feel it?’ she murmured to Adam.

‘Yes,’ he said. ‘Lung cancer, I think.’

‘How long does he have?’

‘Months, if that.’

Estelle thought carefully before asking the next question: ‘Do you feel the pull? Are you meant to heal him?’

She saw Adam shake his head. No. This man was destined to die. Slowly. Painfully.

Suddenly, she realised that she could see Adam; he was no longer shielding them from view. That’s how well he knew her. There would be no wicked deed here today, no Falling from grace. Only justice of the karmic kind.

‘God I love you,’ she said, and she pressed her lips to his.

‘Er… can I help you?’ Tony had come to the door and was frowning at the couple kissing on his doorstep.

Estelle and Adam broke off, but they didn’t even look at the man beside them.

‘Take me home,’ Estelle told Adam… and he did.

They stayed on the beach for the rest of the day, lying in the sun, paddling in the surf. When the sun set there wasn’t a crumb left of that cake. It was dry. It was salty. It was crunchy with egg shell. But it was the most delicious thing either of them had ever eaten.

And now for the Giveaway!

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Devil and The Deep – Release Day Party + Giveaway!

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It’s an exciting day today here at Author Unpublished! Earlier this month I was given a chance to take part in the Devil and The Deep Release Day Party + Giveaway, and I was more than happy to jump in and participate. The Ceruleans series by Megan Tayte is one of my recent favorite series. I’ve read through the first three books already (Death Wish, Forget Me Not, WIld Blue Yonder) and gave them all 5 star reviews.

Btw, Books 1, 2, and 3 are FREE today for the Release Day Party (September 30)! So go check them out! Go! Go!

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Devil and the Deep coverDevil And The Deep by Megan Tayte, Ceruleans Book 4

STORM CLOUDS ARE GATHERING, AND THEY WILL RAIN BLOOD.

Scarlett is living her happy-ever-after, back in the real world. Only the ‘happy’ part is proving problematic.

For starters, there’s the isolation. Being a Cerulean among humans is fraught with risk, so her time with people can only be fleeting. Which means being with Luke but not being with Luke.

Then there’s her Cerulean light, her power over life and death. Less awesome talent, as it turns out, and more overwhelming responsibility. And it comes with rules – rules that are increasingly difficult to obey.

But what’s really pushing Scarlett to the precipice is something much bigger than herself, than her life in the cove. A force to be reckoned with:

Blood.

When long-buried truths are exposed, will Scarlett keep her head above water – or will she drown in the blood-dimmed tide that is unleashed?

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EXCERPT

It began with screaming. Shrill, ear-piercing, horrified screaming.

A girl shrieked, ‘Blood! Look, look – it’s everywhere!’ and pressed her hand to her mouth.

A man shouted, ‘Good grief!’ and another, ‘Great Scott!’

An old lady swooned gracefully and would have tipped over the balustrade of the riverboat had a lanky lad not caught her.

The cause of the excitement – a woman lying slumped on the long table on deck, cheek on her bread plate, headdress in the butter dish – twitched a little.

‘She’s alive!’ cried a lad beside her delightedly. ‘She moved!’

‘Did not,’ argued another.

‘Did too!’

‘Gentlemen,’ interjected a short, portly man with a twirly black moustache, ‘if you will forgive my intrusion, it must be noted that this woman has a bullet hole in her head and is logically, therefore, quite definitely deceased.’

Another old dear folded to the deck with a prolonged ‘Ohhhhhh’ and her husband grabbed a feathered fan and began wafting cool evening air in her face while calling, ‘Smelling salts – does anyone have any?’

I tried to keep a straight face. Really I did. I bit my bottom lip until I tasted my cherry-red lipstick. I pinched my leg through the cream satin of my gown. I dug my long cigarette holder into the sensitive flesh of my arm.

But it was no good.

The ‘What ho, chaps’ posh accents.

The buxom woman sagging in the arms of an elephant hunter wearing Converse All Stars.

The production of smelling salts in a bottle whose label read Pepto-Bismol.

The corners of the little round man’s moustache coming looser with his every word.

The fast-pooling puddle of pinkish blood on the bread plate, buffeted by the steady in-and-out breaths of the corpse.

Take it from a girl who’s really died – death on the River Dart, Devon, is hilarious.

‘Dear me, Ms Robson here appears to be quite overcome with shock,’ said the guy at my side suddenly, and he slipped an arm around me and turned me away. ‘Come, madam. Let us get some air.’

I smiled at him. Then grinned. Then choked back a guffaw. Thankfully, by the time full-scale hilarity hit me I’d been led to the rear of the boat, away from the rest of our party, and could bury my face in the bloke’s chest and shake mutely with laughter.

The gallant gentleman rubbed my back soothingly as I let it all out and said loudly, for the benefit of any onlookers, ‘There there, pignsey, there there.’

‘Pigsney?’ It was the final straw. My high-heeled sandals gave way and I melted into a puddle of mirth on the deck.

‘I’ll have you know, Scarlett Blake,’ hissed Luke, my boyfriend a.k.a. gallant gent, hoiking up his too-tight corduroy trousers so he could squat down beside me, ‘I Googled “old-fashioned terms of endearment” and pigsney’s a classic.’

I wiped tears from my eyes, dislodging a false eyelash in the process, and tried to catch my hiccupping breath as Luke went on.

‘Means pig’s eye. No idea why that’s appealing, but apparently in the seventeenth century, calling a lady pigsney was the very height of courting.’

Through his fake specs Luke’s blue eyes fixed me with a stare so earnest I almost managed to stop laughing.

‘But this is a Death on the Nile-Stroke-Dart murder mystery night, Luke,’ I managed to get out. ‘Set in the nineteen thirties, not the seventeen thirties.’

‘Ah,’ he said, ‘but my character tonight, Mr Fijawaddle, is a historical fiction writer, isn’t he? So as well as dressing like a brainy recluse – and I’m warning you now, I won’t hear another slur against this tweed jacket – he’d know all kinds of obscure terms. Like ginglyform and jargogle and nudiustertian and bromopnea and farctate and quagswag and philosophunculist.’

His showing off sobered me just enough to control the giggles. ‘You made those words up,’ I accused, poking a crimson talon into his mustard-yellow shirtfront.

He blinked at me innocently. ‘Did not. I told you before we left the house, I did my homework.’

I narrowed my eyes. ‘All right then, Mr Fijawaddle, what does that last word you said mean?’

‘Philosophunculist?’

‘Yes, that.’

‘Er…’ Luke gave me a sheepish grin.

‘Spill it,’ I said menacingly. As menacingly as a girl dressed up as a vintage Hollywood starlet with cute little pin curls and rouge aplenty can be, that is.

‘Philosophunculist,’ recited Luke. ‘Noun. A person who pretends to know more than they do in order to impress others.’

I threw my head back and laughed. ‘Busted!’

Luke slipped an arm around me and pulled me close. Really close.

‘Bet you like it when I use long words,’ he said huskily, eyes fixed on my too-red lips.

‘Bet you like it when I wear a clingy nightgown as a dress,’ I replied, eyes fixed on his too-kissable lips.

‘Brazen hussy,’ he growled at me.

‘Randy boffin,’ I murmured back.

Then neither of us said another word for quite some time.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Megan Tayte

Once upon a time a little girl told her grandmother that when she grew up she wanted to be a writer. Or a lollipop lady. Or a fairy princess fireman. ‘Write, Megan,’ her grandmother advised. So that’s what she did.
Thirty-odd years later, Megan is a professional writer and published author by day, and an indie novelist by night. Her fiction – young adult romance with soul – recently earned her the SPR’s Independent Woman Author of the Year award.
Megan grew up in the Royal County, a hop, skip and a (very long) jump from Windsor Castle, but these days she makes her home in Robin Hood’s county, Nottinghamshire. She lives with her husband, a proud Scot who occasionally kicks back in a kilt; her son, a budding artist with the soul of a palaeontologist; and her baby daughter, a keen pan-and-spoon drummer who sings in her sleep. When she’s not writing, you’ll find her walking someplace green, reading by the fire, or creating carnage in the kitchen as she pursues her impossible dream: of baking something edible.
You can find Megan online at:

http://megantayte.com/
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/13478850.Megan_Tayte
https://www.facebook.com/megantayte
https://twitter.com/megantayte
https://plus.google.com/+MeganTayte

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My Review

[Originally Posted Here]

I’m still in a little conflict over how I feel about Devil and the Deep by Megan Tayte. Don’t get me wrong, I loved the book… but it wasn’t my favorite out of the series. The front half of the book felt a little slow to me. Not a lot happened. I read the book 20% at a time, and I didn’t feel like I was itching to get back into the book each time I put it down… If I’d put down the book halfway through, I would have shrugged and moved on—but, I am glad that I continued to read because the second half of the book was much better.

Technically speaking, the book was well written. The pacing was steady, the writing was fluid and easy to follow. I ran into a few minor typos, but nothing that distracted me from the text, or would have made me put the book down. Once again, I loved all the characters…. even Evangeline. It was a solid addition to the series as a whole up until this point. But, like I said, the first half of the book just didn’t engage me like I’d expected.

The ending was great. There was drama and chaos and lines were being crossed, and I was engrossed. When that last line hit, I bemoaned the end of the story. I wanted more.

Overall, I really liked the book. Was it the best book in the series? For me, no. Was it enjoyable? Definitely. Would I recommend it? Yes. If you’ve enjoyed the previous books in this series, you’ll probably enjoy this one too. I can’t wait for the fifth book!

Sedona Trilogy Virtual Book Tour–August 1, 2013

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Hello bloglandia, and welcome to day 3 of the Sedona Trilogy Virtual Book Tour (July 30-August 13 2013) hosted here, at Author Unpublished. I was approached about a month ago to help host a portion of this book tour, and was lucky enough to get ahold of the first two books of the Sedona Trilogy, and let me tell you: I loved them!

About The Author

A native of Southern California, Christine Pope has been writing stories ever since she commandeered her family’s Smith-Corona typewriter back in the sixth grade. Her short fiction has appeared in Astonishing Adventures, Luna Station Quarterly, and the journal of dark fiction, Dark Valentine. Two of her short stories have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize.

Her first published novel was Fringe Benefits, a contemporary romance released by Pink Petal Books in April 2010. Next up was a paranormal novella, Playing With Fire, which was published in August 2010. In December 2010, Sympathy for the Devil, a paranormal romance novel, was released.

In 2011, Ms. Pope decided to strike out on her own as a self-published author, giving herself more freedom to explore a variety of genres. Her first self-published work, Breath of Life (June 2011), is a novella that takes the classic Beauty and the Beast story and sets it in a far-future Gaian (Earth) colony where the “beauty” is a colonist’s daughter and the “beast” her family’s alien neighbor. That book was quickly followed by Bad Vibrations (July 2011), a fast-paced but lighthearted paranormal romantic suspense novel with alien conspiracies, government cover-ups, and a hunky ufologist hero.

Releases for 2012 included No Return, a contemporary retelling of the Phantom of the Opera story; Heart of Gold, a steampunk adventure romance; Blood Will Tell, a space opera/science fiction romance set in the same universe as Breath of Life; All Fall Down, the first of the Tales of the Latter Kingdoms series; and Dragon Rose, the second book in the Latter Kingdom series. Her release schedule for 2013 is just as full, with a follow-up to Bad Vibrations in January and the final book of the trilogy in July, Binding Spell (Book 3 in the Latter Kingdoms series) in March, and then the third book in the Gaian Consortium series (The Gaia Gambit) and the fourth in the Latter Kingdoms series (Ashes of Roses) due out in the second half of the year.

Christine Pope writes as the mood takes her, and her work encompasses paranormal romance, fantasy, horror, science fiction, and historical romance. She blames this on being easily distracted by bright, shiny objects, which could also account for the size of her shoe collection. After spending many years in the magazine publishing industry, she now works as a freelance editor and graphic designer in addition to writing fiction. She fell in love with Sedona, Arizona, while researching the Sedona Trilogy and now makes her home there, surrounded by the red rocks. No alien sightings, though…not yet, anyway!

Synopsis for Bad Vibrations

cover-BadVibrationsWhen a troubled client visits psychic Persephone O’Brien, the last thing she thinks is that she’s about to be drawn into a far-reaching conspiracy that will change her life forever. Accompanied by a distractingly attractive ufologist—and with a little help from an unlikely group of UFO enthusiasts—she races to stop the alien plot before it’s too late.

Moving from the bright lights of Los Angeles to the red rocks of Sedona, Bad Vibrations takes the reader on a wild ride that never lets up until its unforgettable climax.

* This book is perma-free on Amazon, Kobo, and iTunes (go get it. NOW)

 

Review for Bad Vibrations (Book 1 of the Sedona Trilogy)

Oh man. I totally have to flail my arms and try not to spoil this amazing story for you. It’s hard. It’s really hard. I’ve always been… well… not a fan of aliens, but perhaps fascinated by them. I can’t say fan because there were some very traumatizing movies I watched as a child that had me freaking out about aliens many a night. They scare me. Truly. That aside though, I’ve always been really interested in aliens. It’s hard not to think about how vast our universe is the possibility, even probability, that there are other life forms out there—but let’s face it: there are a lot of weirdo’s out there, so when you pick up a book about aliens, there’s always a chance you’re about to jump into the deep end of crazy.

Bad Vibrations visited the deep end of crazy, but in a good way. The story is about Persephone O’Brien, a psychic who’s pulled into an alien conspiracy by a client she’s pretty sure is off his rocker. Pulled into an amazing adventure, she meets a handsome ufologist, and an array of entertaining characters that range from ex-military to UFO themed shop owners, who join her in the hunt to stop aliens from invading Earth. It is a wacky, hilarious ride with endearing love, full-blown mysteries, and dangerous action scenes. I loved every second of it. The characters are quirky and highly entertaining, and the alien plot is both sinister and believable. I won’t spoil the finer points, but I truly enjoyed Bad Vibrations. The author has a very contemporary, humorous style that made it a light-hearted romp, but didn’t detract from the heart-racing bits of the storyline. I definitely plan to read a lot more of her work!

Synopsis for Desert Hearts

Desert_Hearts_amazonFalling for one man when you’re in love with someone else must be the quickest way to complicate your life…
 
A stranger staggers out of the desert and collapses in Kara Swenson’s Sedona home. He pleads for help, and despite her better judgment, Kara takes him in, gives him shelter and a place to stay. She doesn’t anticipate the dangerous attraction she begins to feel for him — after all, she’s been secretly in love with Lance Rinehart for more years than she cares to admit. Kara, who owns a UFO-themed shop and gives UFO tours in the desert outside town, thinks she’s seen it all. But when the shocking truth of the stranger’s identity is revealed, she finds herself having to make a terrible choice.

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Review for Desert Hearts

After running through the first book of the Sedona Trilogy in just two days, I immediately attempted to secure a copy of book 2 (Thank you Sage!). It didn’t disappoint! Desert Hearts returns to Sedona and the world established in Bad Vibrations, but this time focuses on Kara Swenson (the UFO themed shop owner from the first book!). One night, out of the blue, she returns home to find her house unlocked, and inside, a completely nude male. She quickly falls in love with the stranger, but soon discovers that he isn’t what he appears. Torn between this stranger, and an old crush, she too is pulled into the alien conspiracy surrounding Sedona as the aliens once again try to come back—this time, without the help of the US government. Like the first book, Desert Hearts was a humorous, light-hearted adventure as the motley crew of UFO-enthusiasts from Sedona band together to once again, defeat the alien invasion. There’s romance, mystery, and plenty of heart-stopping action. I have to admit, I didn’t like it as much as the first book, but only for one reason : The love triangle didn’t go the way I wanted it to. *pouts*, really, it was every bit as good as the first book. I’m just a sore loser.

Synopsis for Angel Fire

Angel_Fire_amazonAs winter closes in on Kirsten Swenson’s hometown of Sedona, Arizona, and the world moves toward the solstice, strange forces begin to converge on the quiet desert city, seeking to bring about the destruction of everything she knows and loves.

Desperate to save her friends and family, Kirsten accepts the assistance of Martin Jones, a mysterious Man in Black who turns out to be far more than he seems. He helps to awaken the powers that have lain dormant within her…and also compels her to expose the shocking secrets buried in her past. But Kirsten soon learns that giving her heart might not be enough, and that the confrontation with the alien forces may demand her to make the ultimate sacrifice.

Angel Fire was released July 30, 2013, so go pick up your copy now!

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And for those of you who might be interested in a giveaway, I’ve got some awesome prizes for you!

Grand Prize (1): Signed print copies of all three books + $25 Amazon Gift Card!

First Prize (1): E-Book copies of all three books + $25 Amazon Gift Card!

Second Prize (2): E-Book copies of all three books + $10 Amazon Gift Card!

Third Prize (3):  E-Book copies of all three books!

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In The Mail #11

ImageToday in the mail I received two books (or at least I’m trying to space these out a little so I have more than one book to show off at a time). The first is Visions of Heat by Nalini Singh:

Description/Synopsis: Hailed as a major new talent in paranormal romance, Nalini Singh takes us deeper into the world of the Psy and the changelings in her latest extraordinary novel, where a gifted woman sees passion in her future–a passion that is absolutely forbidden by her kind. In danger from fellow Psy, Faith NightStar’s fragile sanity will be tested by an all-consuming passion for a changeling who can take the form of man or jaguar.

Used to cold silence, Faith NightStar is suddenly being tormented by dark visions of blood and murder. A bad sign for anyone, but worse for Faith, an F-Psy with the highly sought after ability to predict the future. Then the visions show her something even more dangerous-aching need . . . exquisite pleasure. But so powerful is her sight, so fragile the state of her mind, that the very emotions she yearns to embrace could be the end of her.

Changeling Vaughn D’Angelo can take either man or jaguar form, but it is his animal side that is overwhelmingly drawn to Faith. The jaguar’s instinct is to claim this woman it finds so utterly fascinating and the man has no argument. But while Vaughn craves sensation and hungers to pleasure Faith in every way, desire is a danger that could snap the last threads of her sanity. And there are Psy who need Faith’s sight for their own purposes. They must keep her silenced – and keep her from Vaughn . . .

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The second was Superb and Sexy by Jill Shalvis:

Description/synopsis: Despite his brooding bad-boy attitude. Brody’s luxury charter airline, Sky High, provides the perfect escape route whenever things get complicated. And lately, things have become very complicated, thanks to the insanely passionate, or perhaps just insane, kiss he shared with Sky High’s gorgeous, wisecracking, concierge, Maddie. He’s tried to keep his distance, but now Maddie desperately needs help,and it’s triggering alpha-male urges Brody didn’t even know he had–especially after he finds out that Maddie and her twin sister Leena are in big-time trouble. To save Leena, Maddie and Brody must pose as husband and wife. Good plan, except it’s hard to tell if the heat in bed is acting or something too good to pass up…

*****

Both were won in Goodreads Giveaways. Visions of Heat is already out in stores, and Superb and Sexy will be released May 7, 2013.

In The Mail #6

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Today in the mail I received an ARC copy of Fly Away by Kristin Hannah. I was one of 100 people (out of 3312 entries) to recieve this book in a Goodreads giveaway. I’ve heard rave reviews about it, so I’m excited to add it to my reading list. This one officially comes out April 23, 2013.

Description/Synopsis: Once, a long time ago, I walked down a night-darkened road called Firefly Lane, all alone, on the worst night of my life, and I found a kindred spirit. That was our beginning. More than thirty years ago. TullyandKate. You and me against the world. Best friends forever. But stories end, don’t they? You lose the people you love and you have to find a way to go on. . . .

Tully Hart has always been larger than life, a woman fueled by big dreams and driven by memories of a painful past. She thinks she can overcome anything until her best friend, Kate Ryan, dies. Tully tries to fulfill her deathbed promise to Kate—to be there for Kate’s children—but Tully knows nothing about family or motherhood or taking care of people.

Sixteen-year-old Marah Ryan is devastated by her mother’s death. Her father, Johnny, strives to hold the family together, but even with his best efforts, Marah becomes unreachable in her grief. Nothing and no one seems to matter to her . . . until she falls in love with a young man who makes her smile again and leads her into his dangerous, shadowy world.

Dorothy Hart—the woman who once called herself Cloud—is at the center of Tully’s tragic past. She repeatedly abandoned her daughter, Tully, as a child, but now she comes back, drawn to her daughter’s side at a time when Tully is most alone. At long last, Dorothy must face her darkest fear: Only by revealing the ugly secrets of her past can she hope to become the mother her daughter needs.

A single, tragic choice and a middle-of-the-night phone call will bring these women together and set them on a poignant, powerful journey of redemption. Each has lost her way, and they will need each one another—and maybe a miracle—to transform their lives.

An emotionally complex, heart-wrenching novel about love, motherhood, loss, and new beginnings, Fly Away reminds us that where there is life, there is hope, and where there is love, there is forgiveness.

In The Mail #4

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I just got a new book in the mail today after having won it 5 days ago (wow that was fast!) on Goodreads. I was one of 25 (of 918) people to receive an ARC copy of The Boyfriend by Thomas Perry.  It’s due to come out March 5th, 2013, and seems to have mixed-reviews so far, so we’ll see how it goes.

Synopsis: Jack Till, who has retired from the LAPD after a respected career as a homicide detective, now works as a private investigator, comfortable chasing down routine cases while visiting his 24-year-old daughter, Holly, who has Down Syndrome. But when the parents of a recently murdered young girl, about Holly’s age, ask for his help when the police come up empty, Till reluctantly takes the case.

It was discovered after her death that the victim had been working as a high-class prostitute, and the police are content to assume she was killed by a client, common in such a dangerous line of work. Yet as Till digs deeper, he realizes that the victim is just one of several young female escorts killed in different cities in the exact same way : all had strawberry blonde hair, and all were shot with a 9mm handgun in the sanctity of their apartments.

Till must find his way around the tawdry and secretive online escort business, and decode ads placed by young women who all use false names, sometimes advertise using other women’s pictures, and move from city to city every few months. Yet when Till is finally able to catch up with the killer, he finds that the man he’s after is far more dangerous and volatile than he ever could have imagined. As the body count rises, Till must risk his life to find this seductive and ruthless killer whose murderous spree masks a far deadlier agenda.

Genre: Thriller

MUHAHAHAHA. I love murder mysteries.

In The Mail #3

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I had a feeling a book was coming in the mail today – I don’t know how, but I just knew, and after checking my mailbox about 5 times before 11 AM, FINALLY, my mailman dropped off a lovely manilla bubble-wrapped package from the lovely Angela Brown of Publishness & PartnersInParanormYA. Inside was the much-anticipated Katana by Cole Gibson that I won in Angela’s Blog Hop Giveaway awhile back. I can’t wait to add it to my reading list! Come on, who doesn’t love books about girl ninjas? It’s epic!

On a side note: The book smells very pretty. Must have spent some time somewhere that smells nice – I can only assume that place was Angela’s bookshelf. Okay this just got weird. Moving on.

Won More Books!

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I just had to share my glee – since I haven’t finished a book in DAYS. I just won two more books on goodreads (that’ll make 8 books via Goodreads, 1 from a blog hop, and 3 given to me by authors directly) *thumbs up* Now what was I saying about drop karma?

Anyways, I won The Boyfriend by Thomas Perry (one of 25 copies), and Blood & Beauty: The Borgias by Sarah Dunant (one of 100 copies). I’m excited!

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In The Mail #2

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YAY! I got a new book in the mail today, another that I won in a Goodreads free book giveaway. This time it was Vale of stars by Sean O’Brien which I won 10 days ago (not a bad turn around time if I do say so), and it’s one of 10 ARC copies that were handed out.

I think my favorite thing about this book so far (I haven’t read it) is that it came in an old-fashioned brown-paper wrapping. I don’t know why, but I just find that cool. No bubble wrap, no box, just plain old brown paper with a hand-written tag. It just seems so old fashioned – especially for a book about deep space colonization!  Hopefully I’ll be able to share a review on it soon.

I’m currently juggling about 4 books off and on trying to get them read and rated. These include:

The Goddess Inheritance, Vale of stars, Kindred, and When the Siren Calls

Keep your eyes peeled for the reviews! Again, my apologies for the lack of posts the last couple of days – I’ve been battling illness and just haven’t gotten a lot done.

A REALLY Long Day

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(COM – Maeve by DarlingMionette/Cary Morton – See it on DeviantART!)

Oh wow, what a long day. I feel like I got something (and then again nothing) accomplished today. I spent most of my morning/afternoon working on the sketch above for a commission *thumbs up* which I finished. YAY $10. It may not seem like much to any of you, but that’s a meal or two sometime this month, so I’m happy.

Aside from that I managed to get two reviews posted, did some dishes (which I hand-wash because my dishwasher is broken). Did some laundry (which I have to hang up to dry in my living room because my dryer is broken … I see a repeating pattern here.) Made a real dinner (barbeque chicken and mashed potatoes. NUMMY.), and found a little time to relax and read part of a book.

Unfortunately, I didn’t get some things that I wanted to get done, done. I didn’t get to write any chapters (even though I have a nifty new idea for a story swimming around in my head right now), and I didn’t get any work done on a character narrative I’m doing for a friend. It makes me feel lazy even though I actually got a lot of other things done today.

On the plus side, I just got a snazzy email from Angela Brown over at Publishness / PartnersInParanormYA  &Author of Neverlove to inform me that I won one of the Rafflecopter Giveaways/Blog Hops I recently participated in! I’ll be receiving a copy of Katana by Cole Gibson soon! That drop karma has been ridiculously awesome lately. (That would be the sixth book I’ve won recently.) MUAHHAHAHA.

Moving on. I feel like I haven’t really given any of my small audience a taste of my writing since I got here – which if you think about the fact that this blog is called “Author Unpublished” is rather neglectful of me. I may post some excerpts soon from some of the stories I’ve been working on. I’d love to get some feedback. We’ll see. I have to work up the nerve first. There are so many REAL authors and experienced writers floating around here that the thought of any of them reading my writing is daunting to say the least. Be gentle. I’m a noob.