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Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Book Blitz: Deviations






Deviations
Anma Natsu
Publication date: February 14th 2016
Genres: Romance, Young Adult
“We’re just deviants, that’s all. You, me, Taka. We’re deliciously, wonderfully deviant.”


Scarred



Seventeen-year-old Miho has spent years struggling to deal with the aftermath of a tragic accident. Between the nightmares, PTSD, depression, and her parents’ abandonment, the burden of being the sole survivor has her near her breaking point. The darkness whispers to her, promises of release from the pain, from being a burden, if she is willing to give up.


Battered



While the girls love classmate Shinji’s blond hair and blue eyes, to his father it’s all the proof he needs that his wife was unfaithful. Unwanted and unloved, Shinji is used to his mother’s hatred, his brother’s indifference, and his father’s violence. Male or female, he doesn’t care; his regular string of sexual partners helps him temporarily forget that he will soon have to leave the only person he loves, if he can survive that long.


Controlled



As the first-born son, Shinji’s best friend Taka has known from birth that his future was not his own. He’ll go to the right schools, get the right grades, take over the family business, and produce a perfect heir with a perfect wife, just as his father dictates. Taka’s wants and desires are irrelevant; he can’t change his fate nor escape it, any more than he can protect the only person who keeps him sane.


Attracted



Drawn to one another like moths to a flame, the three find themselves torn between what society deems acceptable and a happiness they never dreamed existed.






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EXCERPT:


It’s funny how I never noticed till now. Miho, I mean. I’d talked to her a few times in the library, though only to exchange the usual greetings and perform book transactions. But we hadn’t really talked, not until Taka approached her. Then watching her, I realized she was like me. Her eyes had that same deadness to them. Did her preference for long clothes make it easier to cover bruises, like I had to? Was she always alone because it was easier—easier to hide the shame and the pain if you had no one around?


Now that I’d acknowledged it, I was hyperaware of it, looking for more clues. When she checked me out at the library, I thought I spotted a white scar on her wrist. I wanted to ask her, ask her about all of it, but that would have been crass. You never talk about that sort of thing in public, and not with strangers. We were still strangers, after all, even if we had the darkness in common.


After leaving the library, I’d taken the books to our hideout before heading back into town. I never took the books I got home out of fear something might happen to them. It was one thing when they were my own books, but letting my dad destroy other people’s property, much less community property, would be pretty crappy. So I kept them safe where only Taka and I could find them.


I was heading home when I spotted her walking across the river from me. I don’t think she saw me before that pack of girls surrounded her. It was clear they’d been lying in wait. I leaned on the rail and watched them with an odd sense of pride in Miho for not crying. She was used to it, like I was. People like us, we learn how to endure. Crying, appearing weak, it only gets them going worse, feeding on whatever it is inside them that makes them have to hurt others.


Miho only broke when they stole the scarf we’d picked out for her. That bothered me a little. Though I knew it was better not to interfere, I moved towards the bridge to cross to the other side.


I was halfway across when the scarf hit the river and Miho was left there to watch it float away. Only she didn’t. She dived into the water without hesitation. I ran, scared she would drown. All those heavy clothes could easily pull her under, but when I reached the bank I realized she was swimming. Her arms breached the water at her side before slicing back into the water above her head like a professional. The only difference was her legs stuck straight out behind her instead of kicking. Smart girl.


Then she was back at the bank and lying on top of me, both of us panting even though she’d done all the work. Her body was thin, but soft and warm. Her chest was small, a B cup at best, but more likely an A. Still, they felt nice. She felt nice.










Author Bio:


Anma Natsu is a Texas-based writer of stories that explore love in its various forms, including how it can be both good and bad parts of our lives, sometimes at the same time. Her not quite conventional stories span a range of genres but rarely follow the standard fare.


When she isn't writing, writing, voraciously reading manga and light novels, playing too many video games, and hosting her own podcast, Anma works as a web developer and steals all the free time she can to snuggle with her sweetie and her pets.


You can find her online at AnmaNatsu.com. She's also active on Facebook, Google+, and Goodreads.


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Monday, March 28, 2016

Review: You Can't Catch Me

You Can't Catch Me You Can't Catch Me by Cassie Mae
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I RECIEVED AN ARC OF THIS BOOK FROM THE AUTHOR IN EXCHANGE FOR AN HONEST REVIEW. THIS DOES NOT AFFECT MY VIEWS OR OPINIONS IN ANY WAYS.

You Can't Catch M by Cassie Mae is a very cute and interesting book.

Summery From Goodreads:
My body suuuucks. After lounging around on my butt all summer (okay, so maybe that was my bad), this body decided to become something completely foreign. So now I’m trying to make the track team and I feel like I’m a baby learning to walk again.

A couple pounds wouldn’t have been so bad. Work those off, run like a mad woman, no problem, yeah? But no. I’ve also developed a couple of things that I definitely didn’t have before. And now my guy friends are all sitting in a pool of drool as they not-so-subtly stare at my chest.

Combine all that drama with the fact that the new track coach is getting major flack for being a little chunky, and all I’m trying to do is convince the team that I’m not running slower because of her coaching style.

Oh, and did I mention that I’m totally falling face-first in “like” with some guy I met in a cemetery? And no one understands it just because he’s also a little chunky. But he’s also adorable and wonderfully weird and I don’t care what they say, his look sure does it for me.

But… I don’t know… how can I be in “like” with someone, when I have no clue how to like myself anymore?


This is my first Cassie Mae book, and it didn't disappoint. I had never heard of her before this book, but I'm glad that I got a chance to read and review this.

I really enjoyed reading this book. I like to run for pleasure, and so I felt that much more connected to Ginger.

This book was laugh out loud funny. I mean, just the fact that she calls her breasts "sharpies" are bad enough, but the fact that she compares them to sandbags is beyond hilarious. It was a little hilarious that Ginger obsessed about her body, but that was actually pretty realistic. Teenagers are usually pretty uncomfortable with their bodies.

I loved Oliver. He was cute and I loved how Ginger was uncomfortable around him. They met in the cemetery where Ginger goes to talk to her dead sister. The whole romance was cute, and perfectly appropriate. That is rare because a lot of young adult books get pretty explicit. This was just cute puppy love, which worked great in this book, since romance was just one of the few plots going on at the time.

The cross country coach was very nice. The team didn't think so though, because she was a bit "round". She was the one who convinced Cassie to keep going for her goals.
It was really funny how Oliver turned out to be Coach's son.

The whole book was filled with a great amount of romance, comedy, and drama. It all blended together perfectly, and didn't waste any time. Mae sure knows the things teenagers think and do, and made a character that every teenager will relate to. I totally recommend this book.

4.75 rating

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Friday, March 25, 2016

Review: Throne of Glass

Throne of Glass Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas
My rating: 2 of 5 stars

BEFORE YOU START READING THIS REVIEW, I AM SORRY FOR BEING SO NEGITAVE. I JUST DIDN'T FEEL THAT IT LIVED UP TO THE HYPE ABOUT IT.

Throne Of Glass was not the greatest book I have ever read, and I don't think it really lived up to it's hype.

Summery From Goodreads:
After serving out a year of hard labor in the salt mines of Endovier for her crimes, 18-year-old assassin Celaena Sardothien is dragged before the Crown Prince. Prince Dorian offers her her freedom on one condition: she must act as his champion in a competition to find a new royal assassin.

Her opponents are men-thieves and assassins and warriors from across the empire, each sponsored by a member of the king's council. If she beats her opponents in a series of eliminations, she'll serve the kingdom for four years and then be granted her freedom. Celaena finds her training sessions with the captain of the guard, Westfall, challenging and exhilarating. But she's bored stiff by court life. Things get a little more interesting when the prince starts to show interest in her... but it's the gruff Captain Westfall who seems to understand her best.

Then one of the other contestants turns up dead... quickly followed by another. Can Celaena figure out who the killer is before she becomes a victim? As the young assassin investigates, her search leads her to discover a greater destiny than she could possibly have imagined.


Is it just me, or does this book seem suspiciously similar to The Selection. They were published at about the same time, but the castle vibe really made it have that sort of feel to it. It also was the same Crowned Prince meets outsider girl and falls in love story. Personally, I think The Selection pulled it off a lot better. This book also had a major Divergent feel to it. The part with the duels to the top were almost identical. Again, I think Divergent's scenes like that were a lot more interesting, and it was published a year earlier. And finally, the demon stuff: can anyone say City of Bones

This book is pretty long. I think that is one of the things that deterred me, because although I like longer books, since I am just getting into fantasy. That means I only stick with shorter fantasy books. It also droned on. This whole story could take place in 200 pages max. It is dragged on just like Harry Potter.

Celeana kind of annoyed me. She was so whiny and needy. She was also too much of a "great killer." I thought her character could have been a lot more thought out. The love triangle was also very usual. It was between Captain Westfall and Prince Dorian and Celeana. It was a bit too ordinary for my taste.

The writing was very descriptive, but not enough to make the story really move.

I thought the whole part with another realm was pretty weird. I'd gotten into this series because it didn't seem that it really had that much fantasy in it, but I was wrong. The part with the earlier queen and the demons was weird and made the story choppy.

Overall this was a not so great book that I didn't feel lived up to it's hype.

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Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Review: Top 8

Top 8 Top 8 by Katie Finn
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Top 8 by Katie Finn is an adorible novel that touches on some coming of age issues.

Madison McDonald has just gotten back from a vacation during spring break. Her biggest priority is getting back on Friendverse, the major social media network. Once she gets on her page however, she finds out it's been hacked. Find out how Madison recovered from the damage caused by the hacker.

First of all, let's fangirl about how this book was written by Morgan Matson. WE ARE TALKING ABOUT MORGAN MATSON. Her books are LEGENDARY. I was so excited to find out that she wrote under the pen name Katie Finn and couldn't wait to read Katie Finn's books.
That being said, this book wasn't quite as good as I expected. It was too drama filled

I enjoyed how this book was very honest. I would be freaking out if any of my accounts got hacked, just like Madison did. She did what a normal teenager would do and tried to crack the case. When she did, it had a trick ending. I enjoyed also how Madison learned a lot about her classmates.

I thought this book was a little too modern day problems. I mean, the whole book basically revolves around "Friendverse." I would have love to see some more thought and emotion in it, but that is just me. It was definitely a light and fluffy read, but with a mystery.

The romance with Nate is definitely the highlight in this book. I mean, Madison and Nate are an obviously cute couple, and are perfect for each other. I also liked how Madison wasn't in a huge love triangle, and wasn't in love with the wrong guy the whole time.

Overall, I enjoyed this mystery and might continue in the series.

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Monday, March 21, 2016

Freebie: Desire in Frost



I am friends with the author Alicia Rades, so when I found out that she was looking for ways to promote her book being free, I volunteered to publicize it.  She is a very skilled YA fantacy author who writes the Fire in Frost series.  I have been lucky enough to read both of the released books in this series, and I did enjoy them.  Now everybody will have a chance to read Desire In Frost free.  It is free to download on Amazon from today to March 25th.  It is awesome story and you won't regret it. 
Now, I have a few special excerpts and goodies to share with you from the book.





Amazon Link:

http://www.amazon.com/Desire-Frost-Crystal-Book-ebook/dp/B019JBS0FW/


Goodreads:
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28241879-desire-in-frost


Author Bio:
By day, Alicia Rades is a freelance writer, blogger, and editor. When inspiration strikes, she is also an author. Alicia has been captivated by the YA paranormal and supernatural genre since reading The Seer series by Linda Joy Singleton when she was 12 years old, and most of her stories are born out of the love for the genre. In college, Alicia majored in professional writing. Alicia lives in Wisconsin with her husband and two cats.









Desire in Frost Excerpt

I used the sounds of the waves coming in my window as an anchor so I’d have something to focus on besides my racing thoughts. The minutes ticked by, and after a long time, colors began swirling in the ball. They became the center of my focus as I fell deeper into the unknown. A faint figure formed in the crystal ball. I almost thought I saw Hope’s face, but then the image washed away as a chill settled over the room.

“Help!” A voice startled me. My eyes jerked up to find a young girl standing in the room.


My head began spinning. I was glad I was sitting down so I didn’t have to find an extra support to keep myself upright. I was starting to understand this feeling all too well.


The girl had long dark hair and big beautiful eyes. For a second, I almost thought she was Hope. My heart sank at the thought that I’d failed her, but the girl standing in front of me was a lot older than Hope, just a few years younger than me.

I wanted to smile at her, to let her know that I wasn’t a threat, that I could help her even. I didn’t when I saw that the ghostly girl had an expression of urgency fixed to her face. My expression transformed to mirror hers when I realized that someone was likely in danger. I couldn’t think of any other excuse for why this ghostly girl would show herself to me.

“You have to help her,” she said. “She’s been scared for so long. I just want to see her happy.”
Now I knew for sure someone was in danger.

Calm down, I told myself, but that was always difficult when a ghost was asking for help.

“Who?” I asked, a little bit louder than I intended. “Who do you need me to help?”

The girl looked around the room as if trying to take in her surroundings, and then her eyes fell back on me.


"My sister.”






Bonus:  The first book in the series, Fire In Frost currently has a goodreads giveaway going on for it.  The winner wins a paperback copy.



Book Blitz: In the Hope of Memories








In the Hope of Memories
Olivia Rivers
Publication date: March 21st 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Young Adult
Hope is dying.

Hope Jackson has lived her short life to the fullest, but her four closest friends are dangling on the brink of disaster. Right before dying of a rare heart condition, Hope sets up a scavenger hunt across New York City using her graffiti art. The directions she leaves her friends are simple: Solve the clues hidden in her art, and they’ll solve the problems haunting their lives.

Hope is dead.

Two days after her heart fails, Hope’s friends are thrown together:

Aiden, her best friend, whose plans to attend college have been scattered by his OCD.


Kali, her foster sister, whose last ties to sanity are as razor-thin as her anorexic waistline.


Erik, her high school crush, whose success as an athlete is based on a lie with no end in sight.


And Sam, her online pen-pal, whose perfect life exploded into chaos in the aftermath of a school bombing.

Together, the four teens take to the streets of New York to complete Hope’s scavenger hunt and fulfill her dying wishes. But in order to unravel the clues hidden in Hope’s graffiti, her friends will need to confront their personal demons head on.

Hope is within reach.



EXCERPT:

“Wait!” I slam my hand against the door to stop it from clicking shut, wincing as the splintered wood digs into me. “I’m looking for Hope. Hope Jackson. She said she’d be here.”

The dude shakes his head. “She’s dead.”

My heart stutters a fast and hard beat, like it does right when I get tackled on the field. “No. No, she’s not. She’s the exact opposite of dead. Today is her eighteenth birthday. Her birthday party is about to start right now.”

Official Reason Number Infinity it Sucks to Be Going Blind: When you can’t see right, you can’t stop a fist from colliding with your face. The dude’s knuckles crash into my jaw, and I yelp, more out of shock than pain. I’m about to pound my own fist into the freak when he starts talking again, this time in a tone that’s actually kind of pissed.

“She’s dead, you jerk! You really think it’s funny to joke about that?”

“I’m not joking!” I rub at my jaw with the back of my clenched hand. Part of me is itching to mess up this guy’s face, but a larger part is starting to panic. “You’re the one with the wrong info,” I say, silently praying I’m right. “Hope isn’t dead.”

The dude stares down at his hand and slowly curls and uncurls his fingers, like he can’t quite believe he just threw a punch. Then he whispers, “You’re not messing with me?”

“No! What kind of sick joke would that be? Like I said, I’m just trying to find her birthday party. I got an invite from her, I swear. It said to come here.”

“Oh.”

Apparently, this conversation isn’t weird enough for him, so he has to add in some awkward silence. Fan-freaking-tastic. Just when I’m starting to think he’s slipped into a coma, he says, “Sorry I punched your face.”

I take a deep breath. “Just tell me where her birthday party is, okay?”

“I told you, there is no party. Hope is dead.”

“Christ, are you seriously going to make me explain this again? She’s not dead. It’s her birthday today. As in the day when you celebrate a person being alive.”

“It would have been her birthday,” the dude says, slipping back into his strange monotone. “But now she’s dead.”

The seriousness in his voice makes my gut twist, and for a moment, I wonder if maybe he hurt Hope. My hand edges toward my pocket, but just as I’m considering grabbing my cell phone and dialing 9-1-1, I see a tear trickle down his cheek. It looks strange on his expressionless face, but another tear quickly follows, and then a third. He sniffs and turns away, wiping his right eye on the battered sleeve of his hoodie.

“What happened?” I ask, my voice a cracked whisper. All sorts of scenarios rush through my head—Hope’s plane crashing on vacation, a car accident, getting caught in a wrong-place-wrong-time shooting…

“You don’t know?” the dude asks.

“No. Was it in the news?”

The smallest beginning of a frown tugs at his lips. “Of course not. Why would the news report about a stroke victim?”

“Stroke?” I repeat. “She had a stroke? What…why? What triggered it? She’s a health freak.”

He blinks slowly and then says again, “You don’t know?”






Author Bio:

Olivia Rivers is a hybrid author of Young Adult fiction. Her works include the independently published novels “Frost Fire” and “In the Hope of Memories,” along with the traditionally published novel “Tone Deaf” (Skyhorse 2016.) As a certified geek, she enjoys experimenting with new publishing technologies, and her online serials have received over 1,000,000 hits on Wattpad.com. When Olivia isn’t working as a writer, she’s a typical teen attending college in Northern California. Olivia is represented by Laurie McLean of Fuse Literary, and nothing thrills her more than hearing from readers.


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Friday, March 18, 2016

Late Blogaversary Giveaway

As many of you know, I hosted a giveaway for the book "Hell School: Fresh Meat".  I picked the winners, but they never got back to me.  So, in honor of this books release, I am redoing this giveaway.  It ends March 25th.

May the odds be ever in your favor.



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Cover Reveal: Under My Skin






Under My Skin
Laura Diamond
Published by: Swoon Romance
Publication date: April 12th 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult
Bookish Brit Adam Gibson is one wonky heartbeat away from a fatal arrhythmia. But staying alive requires Adam to become keenly focused on both his pulse and the many different daily medications he must take in exactly the right dosages. Adam’s torn between wanting to live and knowing that someone else must die in order for him to do so. He needs a new heart.


The pressure is getting to him. Adam stops talking to his friends back home, refuses to meet kids at his new school, and shuts his parents out entirely. His days are spent wondering if can cope with having a dead man’s heart beating inside his chest, or if he should surrender to the thoughts of suicide swirling around in his head.


And then a donor is found…


Outspoken artist Darby Fox rarely lets anything stand in her way of achieving her goals . Whether it’s painting, ignoring her homework (dyslexia makes a mess out of words anyway), kissing a hot boy she doesn’t even know, or taking the head cheerleader down a peg , no one has ever accused Darby of being a shy. She also happens to be the twin sister to a perfect brother with good looks, good grades, manners, and the approval of their parents – something Darby has never had.


Darby’s always had bad timing . She picks the worst time to argue with her brother Daniel. In a car with bald tires, on an icy road in the freezing cold, the unthinkable happens. In a split-second, everything changes forever.
















Author Bio:


Laura Diamond is a board certified psychiatrist currently specializing in emergency psychiatry. She is also an author of all things young adult—both contemporary and paranormal. An avid fan of sci-fi, fantasy, and anything magical, she thrives on quirk, her lucid dreams, and coffee. When she’s not working or writing, she can be found sniffing books and drinking a latte at the bookstore or at home pondering renovations on her 225 year old fixer upper, all while obeying her feline overlords, of course.











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Sunday, March 13, 2016

Review: The Way He Looks at Me

The Way He Looks at Me The Way He Looks at Me by Juliana Mae
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I RECIEVED AN ECOPY OF THIS BOOK FREE IN EXCHANGE FOR AN HONEST REVIEW. THIS DOES NOT AFFECT MY VIEWS OR OPINIONS IN ANY WAY.

The Way He Looks at Me by Juliana Mae is an interesting book.

Summery From Goodreads:
Annie and her family left everything behind and moved over 3,000 miles away to California for her mother to become a musician. When Annie is reunited with an old family friend who is also an up-and-coming musician, she's far from complaining. Especially when he takes her to her first movie premiere where she meets two of her favorite bands.
Hayden from Vas Happenin' shows an immediate interest in Annie, and wastes no time in getting Annie's number. A coincidental run-in at Starbucks leaves Annie with a kiss from Colt from Sons of Jannone.
How will Annie be able to choose between the two? Or will someone else stand in her way?


This book didn't really have a plot. It was pretty much a decent beginning and then a bunch of dates. There was not a lot of emotion in this book, but it did have a lot of conversation and sweet dates. This would be a perfect book for a true reality TV lover. However, I am not one of those people.

The boys in this book were too good to be true. Hayden is in a famous band and instantly falls in love with Annie. She falls for him too of course. He is sweet and probably my favorite of the two famous boys. Colt is the other famous boy. He falls for Annie as well, but I didn't like him as much. He is a bit pushy and too grabby. Dathan is the boy who lives in the apartment under Annie. He is sweet and I really liked his character. It was one of the best parts of the book. He lives with Jai, but Jai gets a girlfriend during the book.

I thought it was weird that all of the boys fell for Annie. However, once they realized they weren't the only one who wanted her, they started to get pushy.

I liked Annie's mom. She seemed pretty nice to me, and I would've liked to see more of Annie's family in this book. I also liked how this book was easy, and kind of fast-paced.

Sorry if you think I am being too harsh. This book just wasn't my cup of tea, but it definitely wasn't bad.

If you are a sucker for a sappy romance triangle, this is the book for you.

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Saturday, March 12, 2016

Cover Reveal: Aria's Dream





Aria’s Dream
Anna Adams
(The Aria Series, #2)
Publication date: April 23rd 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Young Adult
Aria is on top of the world. Her father finally supports her dream of becoming an opera singer, her friendship with Maxime is off to a great start, and she’s reconnecting with her estranged mother before the start of her second year at the National Academy of Arts in France.


But all that’s overshadowed when she realizes her voice’s limitations could prevent her from becoming a famous singer.


Torn between her wish for fame and her desire to stay true to herself, Aria will have to choose what singing really means to her and what she’s willing to sacrifice in order to succeed.






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Born in France, raised partly in the United States and in France, I grew up loving stories in French and English. I currently live in Paris where I pursue my studies as a Law Student.


I'm the author of the French Girl series. When I'm not writing, I enjoy traveling in Europe and dream of going to Asia and Africa.


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Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Review: Pretties

Pretties Pretties by Scott Westerfeld
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Pretties by Scott Westerfield was definitely not as good as Uglies.

My Summery:
All Tally wanted to be was Pretty. Except for now that she is pretty, she just wants to be Ugly again. That is because the doctors change their brain while they do the operation. Now Tally and her friends are trying to get their brains back to normal states, which takes them on a risky and exciting adventure.

Summery from Goodreads:

Tally has finally become pretty. Now her looks are beyond perfect, her clothes are awesome, her boyfriend is totally hot, and she's completely popular. It's everything she's ever wanted.

But beneath all the fun -- the nonstop parties, the high-tech luxury, the total freedom -- is a nagging sense that something's wrong. Something important. Then a message from Tally's ugly past arrives. Reading it, Tally remembers what's wrong with pretty life, and the fun stops cold.

Now she has to choose between fighting to forget what she knows and fighting for her life -- because the authorities don't intend to let anyone with this information survive.


I didn't really find as much excitement in this book as in Uglies.

I think part of the reason I didn't like this book because it is so realistic. I went into it looking for a science fiction novel, but the stuff happening in this book could really happen. I mean, the surgery happens in moderation today, and things like paper magazines are becoming obsolete.

The civilization in this book was weird, and so was the history. They never talk about our generation, but only the "Rusties", or pre us. There were also pre Rusties, or like Cavemen.

Tally comes off as a odd character. She is brave yet scared, like the author tried to make her a fun yet realistic character. David is way more annoying than he was in the first book. Shay is a whiny self-centered brat.

I also couldn't stand the language in this book. I mean "Tally-wa" is bad enough, but bubbly? What the heck does bubbly even mean. One minute I thought it meant good, the next sane, and the next bad. I think it is just a word Scott Westerfield throws in there.

Overall, this wasn't the best book ever but still was a decent action paced book.

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Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Big Bookish Surprise

I just found out something amazing.  It turns out I have a few more Morgan Matson books to read before The Unexpected Everything comes out.  I just realized now that the YA author Katie Finn is just a pen name for Morgan Matson.  Yes, they are different types of books, but to think that I had another MORGAN MATSON book in my wish list and didn't even know it.  Expect to see a lot of reviews of Katie Finn books coming back.

Question for readers:
Did you know that Katie Finn was just a pen name?  Also, what other authors you know have done this?

Sunday, March 6, 2016




12 Hours in Paradise
Kathryn Berla
Published by: Limitless Publishing
Publication date: April 19th 2016
Genres: Romance, Young Adult
Twelve hours, thirty-six questions, and a chance to fall in love…


It’s the last day of Dorothy Patmont’s family vacation. Soon, she must head back to Reno, where all that waits for her is the cold and the snow. To top it all off, her brother, Chester, acted like a little jerk and ate one too many cookies from the sample jar in the cookie store. But his antics have an unexpected benefit—attracting the attention of an intriguing boy who could change her life forever.


Treats can be sweet, but love is sweeter still…


Arash Atkinson, fluent in four languages and an adventurous soul, is in Waikiki for a high school band competition. When he meets Dorothy, he realizes their time together is limited. “Come out and play,” he texts her. A night of romantic adventure ensues, and Arash discovers an app that claims it can make people fall in love after answering thirty-six questions in each other’s presence.


With each question asked, their stories and feelings continue to unfold. But with every hour that passes they’re more at risk of being found out—Dorothy, by her parents; Arash by his school chaperone. And then Arash gets the dreaded phone call—he has been discovered missing from his room, and must return immediately. Can they finish the questions before facing their consequences?


When time is running out, true love cannot wait. What Arash and Dorothy have is beyond special, something that comes along once in a lifetime, and begins with Twelve Hours In Paradise…but can it survive the trials of the real world?






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Friday, March 4, 2016

Cover Reveal: Live in the Lucky Zone





Life in the Lucky Zone
Patricia B. Tighe
(The Zone, #2)
Published by: Swoon Romance
Publication date: April 5th 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult
Seventeen-year-old Lindsey Taylor has been living a charmed life—always the lead in school plays, possessor of a healthy entourage and a hot boyfriend. But halfway through her junior year, the unthinkable happens. Her boyfriend dumps her. She screws up her audition for the spring play. And to top it all off, her theater teacher wants her to run lines with Trey Berger, a gamer guy who irritates her practically every time he opens his mouth. Lindsey needs to find some better luck and quick.


Trey Berger can barely tolerate Lindsey Taylor. It’s bad enough that their best friends are dating and he has to see Lindsey at group hangouts. Now they have to rehearse together. Berger would rather do just about anything else, even chill with his grandmother, whose dementia has forced her to move in with his family.


But as the semester continues, Berger discovers there’s more to Lindsey than the drama queen persona she puts on for everyone else’s benefit. And the person behind the mask might be someone he cares about. A lot. So what exactly is he going to do about it?


And while Lindsey desperately tries to change her luck and heal from the breakup, she slowly realizes Berger has become her best friend. This video-game-playing boy makes her laugh. And holds her when she cries. Could he possibly become something more?






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The mother of two grown sons, Patricia B. Tighe lives in West Texas with her husband and two dogs. Her love of the written word caused her to get a journalism degree from Texas A&M University in 1980 and an MA in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University in 2008. When not writing or reading, she can be found walking the dogs or yelling at the TV during an NFL game. She's also a fan of British TV shows. Downton Abbey, anyone?



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Book Blitz: Pearl





Pearl
Deirdre Riordan Hall
Published by: Skyscape
Publication date: March 1st 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Young Adult
Run fast and run far, unless you’re fearless. Unless you’re courageous. I’m not, but I’d like to be.


Pearl Jaeger is seventeen and homeless after drugs, poverty, and addiction unraveled the life she shared with JJ, her formerly glamorous rock star mother.


This moment of happiness is fleeting; someone will take it from me.


When tragedy brings a chance to start over at an elite boarding school, she doesn’t hesitate. Yet the only salvation comes from an art teacher as troubled as Pearl, and she faces the stark reality that what she thought she wanted isn’t straightforward.


I trace the outline of my reflection in a window. I am no more than a replica of my mother. This is not the self-portrait I want to paint.


Through the friendships she forms at school—especially with Grant, a boy who shows Pearl what it means to trust and forgive—she begins to see a path not defined by her past. But when confronted with the decision to be courageous or to take the easy way forged by her mother’s failures, which direction will Pearl choose?






EXCERPT:


Chapter 2



Sweat and tears intermingle on my mother’s face, and a cut bleeds slowly from the side of her eye.


“Pearl, we gotta get out of here.”


I’ve heard this before. We’ve had to leave abruptly from other situations: lousy boyfriends, landlords she owed rent to, roommates she’d stolen from, and the police.


As the stream of blood reaches her T-shirt, she clutches her side. Her face crumples in agony. “I think I have a broken rib. He hit me with his guitar.”


Everything about this is wrong. I want to wish it all away—go somewhere simple, clean, and faraway, like Antarctica. I’d prefer the cold to the fevered flush of fear running through me. I get to my feet and grab a pair of stretch pants from the floor. I help her into them. As she leans on me, we slowly make our way to the door. In the hall, she falls against the door frame of the bathroom.


“Come on, Mom, let’s go.” She probably needs an ambulance, but who knows how much crack—and whatever else—she has in her system, so I dare not get the police involved. We’ve gone that route, and I don’t want to see her arrested again.


“Wait. Get my purse and some clothing. Pack me a bag. No, never mind. I’ll do it,” she says hoarsely. She gets to her hands and knees and crawls back to her room.


“Mom, come on, let’s just go. I can come back for whatever you need later.” I grip my hands together, my fingers blanching as I hold on tight.


“I have to get a few things,” she whimpers.


“I’ll get them. Tell me what you need,” I say insistently, my vision starting to blur.


She shakes her head, continuing. She wants to get the crack pipe and other drug paraphernalia she has hidden in her room. This scenario is uncomfortably familiar.


I shift from foot to foot. My stomach clenches with anxiety. What if Darren comes back?


Part of me fears what other damage he might do, but the bitter part is that if he comes back with drugs, she’ll do them instead of getting medical attention.


“Mom, let’s go.”


She must have used the bed to pull herself up and stand, because she emerges, staggering on her feet, dragging a duffel bag. “Why don’t you grab some clothes too?”


I scoot past her and stuff a couple of outfits, underwear, and Vogue into my backpack. I scrounged whatever I could this past month, saving every penny, even the ones I found on the ground, to get the latest issue, my lone extravagance. “Ready?” I say when I step back into the hall.


She nods. Step-by-step, we make our way down two of the three flights. She droops on the top of the last one.


“Do you have any money?” she asks.


“No,” I answer honestly. I tried getting a job, but no luck. I com- plain that I have a young face, and well-meaning adults assure me that when I get older, I’ll be thankful. It doesn’t help me now. I inherited my mother’s youthful look, the one she had before drugs and alcohol took their toll. But I’m already taller than her, five seven to her five three, my father’s genes. I’m slender, but that probably has more to do with the scarcity of a hot meal than anything else. She occasionally reminds me I have my father’s gray eyes and his height, like my DNA insults her.


She mumbles something about going to the bank, but all she’ll find are overdraft fees and denied credit. I’m afraid to tell her.


“Go out to the street. See if you recognize anyone. Tell them I need to see them,” she orders me.


I bound down the stairs. It takes my eyes a moment to adjust as I emerge into the bright summer sun. I look up and down the sidewalk. A homeless guy perches on top of a newspaper box, and a kid rides by on a bike. Finding someone my mother knows is a sketchy task. I retreat inside.


“I didn’t see anyone.”


“Pearl, I need to get out of here.” Her cheek rests against the grimy wall, and the gash on the other side still bleeds, staining her yellow T-shirt crimson around the shoulder. “Go across the street to the apartment with the Christmas wreath on the door. Knock six times.” She lifts her knuckles and beats them, weakly, on the floor. “Ask for Pauline.”


The building across the street houses a pimp and an assortment of women who emerge, raccoon-like, around dusk. I’ve met Pauline, long limbed, with scars on her arms that she doesn’t try to hide. My mother has gone over there a few times and returned with fifty, and sometimes a hundred, bucks.


I knock as directed. Vinyl blinds part, and a pair of bloodshot eyes appear. The door opens a crack. I seize the opportunity.


“I’m looking for Pauline. My mom, across the street, needs to see her. It’s urgent.”


The door opens just enough to let me slip through into a dark foyer. Something like cinnamon hangs in the air, but mostly I smell cigarettes and defeat.


A woman about my mom’s age, wearing a silk robe, leads me back to the kitchen.


“Midge. Says she’s lookin’ for Pauline. Somethin’ about her mother across the street.”


A giant of a man sits at the kitchen table, playing solitaire. He looks up at me and licks his lips. “Whatcha looking for, sweetheart?”


I swallow hard. Leave it to my mother to put me in this situation. I draw a breath. “Janet, across the street, Pauline’s friend, she just needs her help real quick.” I sense that if I bring any word of trouble to the table, they’ll escort me to the door.


Midge looks at me full on, his eyes simultaneously hungry and concerned. Finally, he jerks his head toward the lady who answered the door. She gives me a sharp look before exiting.


“Pauline will be right with you,” he says gruffly before returning to his game.


With the toe of my boot, I trace the lines between the tiles on the floor like a maze, trying to find a way out of feeling vulnerable and helpless.


I hear Pauline’s smoky voice from down the hall before she appears. She greets me with her arms opened wide. Even though we’ve only met a few times, a long embrace is her customary greeting.


As we exit the shady building, Pauline asks, “You still collecting those magazines?”


I nod.


“I’ll be sure to save some for you. Sometimes the girls leave them in the house.”


I hope I’m not still hanging around here by the time the next issue comes out.


I jaywalk through traffic, filling Pauline in on what happened. I worry Darren may have returned.


When Pauline pushes open the door to the building, my mother is where I left her, but with her eyes closed. At first, I fear she fainted, but she’s probably been up at least twenty-four hours, if not longer. Pauline, gentle as ever, strokes my mother’s leg to wake her up. For a vague instant, I picture Pauline tending babies or the elderly. She doesn’t belong in this harsh life.


“Pauline,” my mom says, brightening.“Hiya, JJ, how ya doin’?” she coos softly.“Been better.”“Well, come on,” Pauline says, wrapping her arms underneath my mother’s to help her up.“Where we going?” Pauline asks, but before my mother answers,


Pauline suggests, “How about the Constance House up on Riverside?” I get the sense she’s done this before. Constance House is a battered women’s shelter—a place I doubt will abide my mother’s lifestyle—and as such, I expect Janet to protest, but apparently Pauline’s caring manner is all the convincing she needs.


“Pearl, you have a towel or something? She can’t go in a cab like this. She needs shoes too.”


I run upstairs. Each step reminds me that Darren might be back any second. I grab a pair of flip-flops and look in the bathroom cabinet for a towel. There aren’t any clean, so I pull a worn pillowcase off the bed and race back down to meet them outside.


“Thatta girl. Thanks,” Pauline says as she helps my mother into the flip-flops. Janet’s eyes are nearly closed as she leans heavily against Pauline’s shoulder.


It’s times like these I’d also like to give myself over to Pauline’s capable hands, the hands of a mother, sister, caretaker. Instead, she hails a cab and hands me a twenty.


“Look after her, Pearl,” she says before I close the cab door. That’s what I’ve been trying to do, but how can she expect a kid to look after a grown woman when neither one knows how to take care of herself?


The cab drops us off on a side street in front of an anonymous brick building. A woman with tight curls confidently helps us inside. I flash to a magazine clipping of my mother holding her hand up to the camera as she emerged from a limo, back when the Shrapnels were big. It was rock star glitz and glamour. Now it’s just grit.










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During her teens, Deirdre Riordan Hall traveled throughout the United States and Europe, developing a love for stories and a desire to connect with worlds—imagined or real—on the page. She has written Sugar, To the Sea, Surfaced, and the Follow Your Bliss series. When not spending time with her family, writing, or traveling, Hall is at the beach, pretending to be a mermaid.









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Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Review: Stealing Parker

Stealing Parker Stealing Parker by Miranda Kenneally
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Stealing Parker is the second book in the Hundred Oaks series. It is very interesting.

Parker Shelton is just trying to fit in. However, that is really hard when her mom is a lesbian, and her dad doesn't really care about her. Since she gets made fun of on the softball team, Parker decides to manage the baseball team. Through it, she meets and falls in love with a few boys, including the coach "Brian". Will Parker work through her issues.

The cover of this book is cute and definitely describes what this book is about. I can imaging that being Parker and Brian.

This book definitely wasn't as good as Catching Jordan. The love triangle was painful to read at times. It seemed like Parker had like three boyfriends. I couldn't believe she fell for Brian, because he was like 20-something. Their whole relationship was kind of forced, and I just wished Parker would get her act together and date someone her own age. There were also a lot of boy characters in this book just like in the last one. That made it very hard to keep tract of who did what.

There were some good parts in this book as well. I liked how it tackled tough issues, like lesbians and drug overdoses. (for those of you who don't know, Parker's brother overdoses on cough syrup and stuff) There were also some valuable lessons about being who you want to be and not letting anyone or anything get in your way.

I did find the end cute, but kind of strange. {SPOILER: I can't believe Parker still went after Brian. The part with Parker's mom's speech had a very strange message. }

Overall, this is an okay sporty book that tackles real life issues. I give it a 3.5

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Tuesday, March 1, 2016










My Senior Year of Awesome
Jennifer DiGiovanni
Published by: Swoon Romance
Publication date: March 1st 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult
A girl desperately tries to avoid the boy she was voted most likely to marry by her senior classmates. To prove senior superlative votes are meaningless, she and her best friend create their own list of awesome high school achievements to be completed by graduation.



















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“What did you win?” I whisper to Jana. “I don’t see your picture.”


Jana bites on her lower lip and points to the very top of the board. “Um, Sadie, I didn’t win. You did.”


Smack in the center of the top row of Senior Superlatives, I spy my junior year photo, blown up to 8 x 10 size, set inside of a glittery heart. Also inside the heart is an 8 x 10 photo of Andy Kosolowski. The caption above the heart reads, “Most Likely to Get Married.”


I want to die. No, I want to puke. I want to puke and then die. Andy, the biggest nerd in all of seniordom? The boy who wore the same Darth Vader T-shirt every day of eighth grade? The guy who passed out at middle school graduation and was trampled on by the rest of our class?


“Is this a joke?” Waves of laughter circulate around me like a bubbling, too-hot Jacuzzi. “I don’t even like Andy,” I say, maybe a bit too loudly. “Not at all.” Eyes narrowed, I whirl around. “Who did this?”


And then Andy’s tall head appears above everyone else. He scans the board and finds his picture. His mouth falls open. His eyes meet mine. A swell of laughter reignites as we stare at each other. When he cracks a small smile, I elbow my way through what feels like most of the student body to confront him.


“You fixed the vote,” I say, poking him in the center of his extra-long torso.


“What? Why would I do that?” Andy looks completely confused.


“Did you think this would be funny? Like, ha-ha, let’s make fun of Sadie who hasn’t been on a date in … a long time.” Exactly how long is personal information.


He shakes his head, acting stunned. “Maybe they mixed up my picture with someone else’s.”


Simultaneously, we redirect our eyes to the Most Likely to Succeed award, posted above a photo of Sophie Min. She’s ranked second in the class, albeit way behind Andy. I guess it takes more than brains to succeed.


“Listen up, people!” I shout, cupping my hands around my mouth like a megaphone. “I am so not marrying Andy Kosolowski. So ha-ha, joke’s on me. Hilarious.” I shoot one final look of disgust at my classmates and stomp off in the direction of homeroom.










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Jennifer is a freelance writer and YA author. When she’s not writing, you can find her reading, working on home design projects, or trying to meet the daily goals on her Fitbit. My Senior Year of Awesome is her first novel.









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