Behind the Inspiration for FIRE AND ICE by Andrew Grey

Title: Fire and Ice
Author: Andrew Grey
Series: Carlisle Cops (Book 2)
Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: May 25, 2015
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print
Length: 200 pgs 
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Carter Schunk is a dedicated police officer with a difficult past and a big heart. When he’s called to a domestic disturbance, he finds a fatally injured woman, and a child, Alex, who is in desperate need of care. Child Services is called, and the last man on earth Carter wants to see walks through the door. Carter had a fling with Donald a year ago and found him as cold as ice since it ended.

Donald (Ice) Ickle has had a hard life he shares with no one, and he’s closed his heart to all. It’s partly to keep himself from getting hurt and partly the way he deals with a job he’s good at, because he does what needs to be done without getting emotionally involved. When he meets Carter again, he maintains his usual distance, but Carter gets under his skin, and against his better judgment, Donald lets Carter guilt him into taking Alex when there isn’t other foster care available. Carter even offers to help care for the boy.

Donald has a past he doesn’t want to discuss with anyone, least of all Carter, who has his own past he’d just as soon keep to himself. But it’s Alex’s secrets that could either pull them together or rip them apart—secrets the boy isn’t able to tell them and yet could be the key to happiness for all of them.

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Matronly Duties by Melissa Kendall

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Release Date: May 21 , 2015

Genre:  FICTION / Romance / General / Science Fiction

ISBN e-book:    978-1-61213-369-0

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~~SUMMARY~~

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Hundreds of years after an asteroid slammed into Earth and sent it into a new ice age, what remains of the human race lives on in underground sanctuaries. Now, as the bicentennial anniversary of the impact approaches, a new leader prepares to take her place at the head of the government. At least, that’s what she thinks.
Bethanie Greene’s life has been planned out for her since the age of thirteen. Beautiful and intelligent, she’s spent the last twelve years training to become the next Matron of the underground nation of Oceania. But when Bethanie is kidnapped by rogue extremists just six weeks shy of taking office, her world is turned upside down by the handsome stranger who rescues her.
Howard James’ life has been the polar opposite of Bethanie’s. Struggling to survive in a world where those in power wished he didn’t exist, he harbors a deep-seated resentment of the government and all its representatives. Together with his unconventional family, he shows Bethanie a life she never knew was possible, while at the same time, opening her eyes to the injustices of the government she is meant to lead.
But can she trust a stranger? And can a few days change everything she believes and desires? Against all odds, Bethanie must decide if her heart and her duties can coexist.

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My body shakes at the thought of what could have happened to me yet again. I’ve heard stories about the slums, and I have to take a few deep breaths to calm myself.
“I was silly running away, I get it. I just couldn’t stay in your home any longer.”
Howard sighs. “Just because my parents raised us with traditionalist values doesn’t mean we are anything like the Trads. You accused us of being a drain on society, but you don’t even know us.”
“You’re right, I don’t. But you don’t know me either. If you did, you would understand why it’s hard for me to understand your way of life. It goes against every law, moral, and convention I’ve been taught. So I can’t be sorry for what I said, even if I’m sorry I ran out of the house.”
Howard takes a deep breath, then exhales long and slow. The expression on his face looks a bit like pity but with a dash of guilt mixed in. “Look, maybe I’ve judged you unfairly based on preconceived notions, but—”
A loud bang echoes outside. Howard glances at me with a panicked look on his face, and then pulls me off the crate onto the floor behind. I sit up, and turn to yell at him, but male voices outside keep my mouth closed. I instead huddle closer to Howard as he puts his hand around my shoulders. He pulls me in until I’m tucked against him.
“Did you see where she went?” a man’s voice asks.
“Nah, she just vanished.” The voice of this one sounds young.
“Damn, the boss isn’t going to be pleased about this.”
The crunch of shoes against pavement indicates they are on the move again. The sounds trail off until they’re no longer audible. I sigh in relief, all the tension fleeing my body.
“Are you okay?’ Howard asks, rubbing my shoulder.
I glance up, only then noticing how little space is between us. His blue eyes have flecks of grey in them, and there’s a smattering of freckles covering his nose and cheeks. His warm breath tickles my cheek almost like a caress, and his jaw has the barest hint of a five o’clock shadow. He really is captivating.
“I’m fine,” I eventually say, the words a mere whisper.
The butterflies in my stomach return with a vengeance. Howard licks his lips as they turn up ever so slightly in a smile.
“Good.”
I can’t stop the sigh that slips past my own lips. Howard leans forward a little, then moves closer still until his mouth is pressed against mine. I don’t dare move. A zing of something, I’m not sure whether it’s pleasure or fear, shoots through me. His lips are soft and wet, and the sensation is unlike anything I’ve felt before. I can’t even decide if I want him to continue or stop. When he pulls away though, a feeling of disappointment bubbles up inside me.
My first kiss.
Goosebumps cover me from head to toe, and unbidden, my fingers move to my lips. Glancing at Howard, he stares at me for a minute, then moves to sit further away.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
I shrug. “It’s okay.”
Howard frowns and then looks across the room.
Part of Matron training is learning not to form close relationships. It doesn’t mean it never happens. I’ve heard the odd story here and there from the other women, and I realise that’s probably what Gail was trying to tell me at breakfast the other day. But in all honesty, I can’t remember the last time I had real physical contact with anyone, above all with a man.
We sit in uncomfortable silence for a few minutes. Tension rolls off Howard in waves.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Come on,” Howard whispers. “We need to get to the house before those guys come back.”
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Melissa Kendall
Melissa Kendall is an almost forty-year-old mother of two from Perth, Western Australia, the second-most isolated capital city in the world. Predominantly a stay-at-home mum, she works a few hours a week as a software support consultant. She has always loved to read and write, and spent most of her teens writing poetry and short stories. Over the years, daily life got in the way and she lost the passion for it, but after the birth of her first child, Melissa discovered e-books and her interest in writing rekindled. She is now the author of two published short stories. Matronly Duties is her first full-length novel.
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Hop Against Homo-, Bi-, and Transphobia

Today I’m over at Tempeste O’Riley’s blog talking about our youth.

First off, I’d like to say a huge thank you to the coordinators and all the authors and bloggers participating in this years Hop! Tempe has been kind enough to allow me a day on her blog to join in the Hop, so thanks.

Youth suffer in silence so often; either due to fear, confusion, or abuse. So many of the youth that are homeless across this and many other countries are LGBTQ, because it was too horrible to stay in the abusive home, or because that home… the parents that should love unconditionally, threw them out for not being what they wanted them to be.

To check out the post and enter to win… visit: http://tempesteoriley.com/hop-against-homo-bi-and-transphobia-reaching-out-for-our-youth-by-guest-author-ine-p-massie/

LOVE, LOSS, AND LONGING IN THE AGE OF REAGAN: DIARY OF A MAD CLUB GIRL by Iris Dorbian

Title: LOVE, LOSS, AND LONGING IN THE AGE OF REAGAN: DIARY OF A MAD CLUB GIRL
Author:
Iris Dorbian
Genre: New Adult, Historical
Release Date: February 19, 2015
Publisher: Tablo Publishing
Length: 392 KB / 241 pages
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It’s the early 1980s, MTV is in its infancy, the Internet does not exist, Ronald Reagan is president and yuppies are ruling Wall Street. Edie is a naïve NYU student desperate to lose her virginity and to experience adventure that will finally make her worldly, setting her further apart from her bland suburban roots. But in her quest to mold herself into an ideal of urban sophistication, the New Jersey-born co-ed gets more than she bargained for, triggering a chain of events that will have lasting repercussions.

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Inspiration for THE PRICE by Andrew Grey

Title: The Price
Author: Andrew Grey
Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: April 17 2015
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print
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Hunter Wolfe is a highly paid Las Vegas escort with a face and body that have men salivating and paying a great deal for him to fulfill their fantasies. He keeps his own keeps and doesn’t share, not that they matter.

Grant is an elementary school teacher and works miracles with his summer school students. He discovered his gift while in high school, tutoring Hunter, a fellow student. They meet again when Hunter rescues Grant in a club. Grant doesn’t know Hunter is an escort or that they share similarly painful pasts involving family members’ substance abuse.

After the meeting, Hunter invites Grant to one of the finest restaurants in Las Vegas. Hunter is charming, sexy, and gracious, and Grant is intrigued. With more in common than they realized, the two men decide to give a relationship a try. At first, Grant believes he can deal with Hunter’s profession and accepts that Hunter will be faithful with his heart if not his body. Both men find their feeling run deeper than either imagined. For Grant, it’s harder than he thought to accept Hunter’s occupation, and Hunter’s feelings for Grant now make work nearly impossible. But Hunter’s choice of profession comes with a price, which could involve Grant’s job and their hearts—a price that may be too high for either of them to pay.

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Romance Adventures #BlogHop & #Giveaway

Welcome to the Romance Adventures Blog Hop.
(a list of other authors to Hop to is at the bottom of this post)

This bloghop is a throwback to years ago when people didn’t come to a bloghop for $$$ but to discover great books to read. And we’ve plenty of those.

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This spring, from Crushing Hearts & Black Butterfly Publishing, you will see the release of the next story in the House Millar series! It’s a little different, but hey, we like different, right? Right! So, what makes the next story, Glamour Blade (well besides the title NOT having the word ‘blood’ in it, lol)?

  1. It’s not from Anya’s POV;
  2. It’s not about the triad of Anya, Nicholas, and Declán;
  3. You’ll find out more about Lord Lorccán than you did in “Blood Marked”;
  4. Find out more about Mistress Anya, but from the perspective of a human, a sidhe, and a vampire;
  5. … and more, but for some of it, you’ll just have to read.

But what’s it about, you ask?

Rory Ó Cuinn is a sidhe warrior sent to reestablish the magically enhanced vampire hunters known as the Guardians. Lord Lorccán is a vampire noble, but he’s also a little unusual as he only kills humans that are barely more than monsters themselves.

When they team up to find possible future Guardians and to hunt other vampires—the ones that kill indiscriminately—reality and perceptions change for both men as love, hate, passion and betrayal collide.

It’s still paranormal romance but with a bit more kick and who is and who isn’t friend and foe becomes a bit more complicated. I’ll give you a little (unedited) tease and then tell you what your prize in and how to enter to get it, lol. Yeah, I know, tease you then give you gifts, hehe, but hey, ‘tis the season, right?

Entering the club was surreal in the extreme. The music thumped to the point I felt it more than heard it – which, with the hearing of a sidhe, was saying something indeed. The low lights combined with dark wood and too many bodies kept the place shifting and mysterious as I looked around. Low lights flashed over the dance floor and gave a strangeness to the dancers appearance – a sort of ethereal, shimmering draw.

Of course, that was deliberate on the part of the owners – easier to hide in plain sight. Vampires, with their slightly luminous skin, were something to behold under some lighting, unless precautions were taken.

I appreciated that the smoking ban was respected here, since I hated the smell almost as much as the taste of it on my tongue.

I had grown tired of club hopping, especially since I never seemed to be sent to the nicer places. Bars were fine, I just disliked the seedier ones, you know. . . where ‘no’ doesn’t mean no. I was thankful this wasn’t the usual. The two servants I’d chatted with, swore the aberration came to this club and would return tonight.

Now to hope I can find him and gain his attention.

Knowing my mark had a thing for leather, I’d dressed in the tightest leather pants I could obtain, and added a tight mesh top that showed off my smooth chest, tattoo, and pierced nipple. Add in the kohl around my eyes, the shimmering platinum ringlets my hair naturally fell into, and the glitter sheen on my cheeks, and I was guaranteed to turn heads. My doll-like appearance, for a warrior, was both a blessings and a curse.

I approached the bar in a slow saunter, took my time to observe the patrons as I passed. I hoped the information proved correct.

“Ale please,” I called to the bartender, the one person here I actually knew. He’d hit on me at one of the other clubs I’d checked out earlier in the week.

“Hey, cutie, you following me?” Chad teased, and winked. He knew he had no chance, but we were on good terms.

“Ever the hopeful,” I chided with a smile. “Actually, I’m looking for someone specific. Just hope I don’t end up leaving alone tonight.” I winked and kept my smile in place. Chad thought I sought a special trick for some play, an illusion I planned to keep in place.

“Well, when you find him, let me know. I want to see what kind of man has you so eager.”

Making the circuit a second time, I headed back to the bar. The hairs on my arms suddenly stood on end. I could feel eyes on me, and while that wasn’t unusual – especially in a club – this, I knew, was more than just some mortal ogling my backside.

Arriving back at the bar, I turned to face the crowd, and sought the one staring at me. After Chad poured me a fresh glass of ale, I turned to pick it up. That’s when things got interesting.

A warm shock surged through me as someone ran their hand up my arm. Even through the mesh I could feel the fingers, long and strong, but cool – strange in a place like this. I knew, no human’s touch, could cause such a shock.

I turned to find the owner of the roving fingers. The stranger trailed his agile digits up, over my shoulder to the back of my neck. I slowly raised my eyes to meet his, curious to see whose hand touched me in such a sensual yet possessive manner.

Wow! Definitely vampire, aberration thankfully. The strange
r stood next to me, body turned, so when I straightened, I was neatly tucked into his form.

The creature was tall – probably a good six-four – lean bodied with a nearly gaunt appearance to his face, which gave him an intense and captivating appearance.

The stranger’s hair was a vibrant red, pulled back into a tail at his neck, and his eyes a shocking teal. He wore an ankle-length, flared leather skirt and a lace-up, halter-style, tight leather top – obviously made for a male form. Somehow, it was exceedingly sexy and masculine.

“Mmm, who do we have here?” The aberration’s sensuous voice carried a subtle undercurrent of curiosity mixed in with desire.

“Rory, sir.” Looking up from under my lashes, I smiled and arched into the male’s touch as I asked, “And you are?”

With the quirk of a small smile, he leaned down to whisper in my ear, “I’m Lorccán, though I like the way sir sounds coming from your sweet lips.” Tracing the shell of my ear with a fingertip, he continued to purr, “Why don’t you accompany me outside, piscín.”

I hadn’t expected the vampire to have such an effect on me, not when I knew what he was, dammit. Not trusting my voice, I simply nodded my consent. Lorccán’s hand slid down to my waist and pulled me against his body, before he silently lead me outside. When we reached the club doors, Lorccán motioned to a young, human, woman who headed toward us.

“Andy, my sweet, we’re leaving. Please, get the car.”

“Already, sir? She looked me over and offered a smile. "Be right back.” She practically skipped back to the parking area. A few moments later a car pulled up and Lorccán escorted me into the back of a sleek, black Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan. The entire time he continued to toy with the nape of my neck, as he kept me tucked into his side. His behaviour mystified me.

Long, powerful hands twisted my body. The vampire, Lorccán, gazed at my face as he stroked his long fingers across his cheek, and up into his hair. Even with the knowledge of what he was, the fact that I was prey to him, I wanted more than just the touches Lorccán gave me.

What is wrong with me? I’m here to recruit him – the outfit and club were a lure to find him and gain his attention, but not for this!

Leaning down, Lorccán lightly bussed his lips across my temple, feathering against both eyelids and finally pressed the softest of touches to my lips. I gasped at the sudden tingle that shot through me. When my lips parted, Lorccán took it as an invitation and used more force as his lips caressed mine.

Deepening the kiss, his hands began to explore more of my body, Lorccán’s tongue teased across my bottom lip, seeking entrance. I couldn’t hold back the moan, or the slight shiver as it raced throughout my body. Opening wider to allow him entrance, Lorccán plundered my willing mouth, tasting everything he could reach. Sucking on my tongue once he’d captured it, he moved to nibble on my lower lip. Lorccán maneuvered me with quick insistent hands so that I straddled his lap.

He released my mouth and trailed kisses and nips down my jaw. Tracing the pulse in my neck, he gently sucked the skin, scraping his teeth across my pulse, and applied firm but gentle pressure. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I managed to keep enough sense to note that while Lorccán, sucked and nibbled, his fangs did not join the party. Not able to help myself, I pushed into the ministrations with a low moan.

Lorccán’s fingers skimmed across my pierced nipple. I shivered and pushed into him, desperate for more. He managed one good pinch when a knock on the window interrupted us. Startled out of the sensual fog, I realized we had stopped and someone waited on the other side of the car door. Letting out a small growl, Lorccán slid me deftly off his lap just as the door opened. The loss of his lips and body was painful and confusing. I wanted to be back in his arms again!

Obviously, I’ve lost my bloody mind.

And on the note… how about a little giveaway?

To enter to win an ecopy of “Blood’s Voice,” book One in the House Millar series, tell me What you would do on a cold winter’s night with your very own hottie with fangs? Yep, that’s all you have to do to enter!

Want to grab your copy of Blood’s Voice, Blood Marked, or of the Hope and Love donation anthology that has a little follow up on the House (along with 14 other stories from authors around the world)?

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And last but not least, don’t forget to hop on over to these other wonderful authors and check out their lovely posts (stories, giveaways, and fun await)!

1. Liza O’Connor

2. Daryl Devore

3. Jennifer Lowery

4. Andrea R Cooper

5. Melissa Keir

6. Karen Lopp

7. Áine P Massie

8. Gaeille Vanderspek

9. Joceline Farrah

10. Jenna Jaxon

11. Gina Danna

12. Melissa Kendall

13. Sharon Cullen

14. D’Ann Lindun

15. Nikki Lynn Barrett

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17. Lisa Kumar

18. Georgia Lyn Hunter

19. Sheri Fredricks

20. Susan Sheehey

21. Aleah Barley

22. Stacey Brutger

23. Bobbi Romans

THE ACADEMY: THIEF – Book Blast

 

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Kayli Winchester is a dirt-poor girl living out of a hotel, forced to be the parent for a drunken father and teenage brother who she’s desperate to keep in school. The only way she scrapes by is to utilize her one skill: pickpocketing. But even though she’s a thief she has a moral code: no kids or old ladies, only targets who can defend themselves. Not that they see her coming…

Thinking she’s been working under the radar, Kayli has no idea The Academy has been watching and taking notice. Now a team that needs her skill has offered her a way out of her predicament and it’s her last chance: work with them, or face jail time. Kayli resists at first, but slowly the boys reveal they can be trusted. With Marc, the straight man, Raven, the bad-boy Russian, Corey and Brandon the twins as different as night and day, and Axel their stoic leader, there’s a lot Kayli can learn from these Academy guys about living on the edge of the law. If only she can stay on the good side instead of the bad.

Especially when the job they offer her is more than any of them bargained for. After it’s done, the hunters have become the hunted and their target is now after Kayli. The Academy boys do their best to keep her hidden, but a thief like Kayli will never sit still for long.

Meet an all-new Academy team in Thief, the beginning of the Scarab Beetle series.

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Men are brilliantly stupid.

For one thing, guys carry the most cash with them anywhere. Didn’t anyone ever tell them cash was dead?

I nestled myself in one of the side branches of Citadel Mall. I picked my way through a Claire’s but the lights were too bright reflecting off the sparkling plastic and crystals of the teeny bopper jewelry and handbags. I ducked into a shoe store where the lighting was dimmer and the window wasn’t as obstructed. Waiting was the hardest part.

My favorite place to find dumb guys with lots of cash was the mall. Always fairly crowded on a weekend; I could count on at least a couple of twenties for every wallet I temporarily borrowed.

I never kept all of it. Forty to sixty dollars at the most. Not enough to bother reporting to the cops. I didn’t mess with credit cards, or bother with selling ID cards. That’s the kind of crazy stuff that gets you sent to prison. I always left the wallets and the rest of the leftovers tucked away in the food court and on benches where management would see it and find the owner. That way, the people wouldn’t have to get new ID, which is a huge hassle.

And they never suspected a thing. All they saw when I accidentally bumped into them was batting eyelashes and as much cleavage as I could muster the absurdity to expose without dry heaving.

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C. L. Stone once lived in Charleston, SC, and currently lives among Cajuns. She writes about cute boys and uncomfortable situations, usually mixed together. You can email her at clstone@arcatopublishing.com. Sign up for email updates, get exclusive info on upcoming release dates, get notified when freebies are offered, and sometimes sneak peeks!

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No Light by Devi Mara

 

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The Dems have been held captive since before the world was made. They are the darkness only spoken of in whispers. As much as they are hated and feared, those who guard them are even more so. The pariahs of society, they live apart from the rest of the world in a settlement called Ameritat. That is where The Dems Trilogy begins. An unlikely and dangerous love between a human guard and the most feared of all the Dems. It will be the beginning or the ending of everything.

Sarah Mackenzie was never meant to be a guard, never meant to descend into the bowels of the earth, but The Corridor is where she is sent. With little information and even less training, she is thrust into her position as a Dem handler. She walks a thin line between life and death, as she tries to uphold her family honor and unlock the mystery of the Dem’s captivity. The pursuit of truth will drag her deep into a world of corruption, hatred, and greed and she will have to decide where her loyalties lie. With the humans who have mistreated her or the Dem who could destroy them all.

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All of them so similar, with minor variations in hair color and skin color, but the same impressive height and muscular build. As if they came from a race of warriors. Terrifying and dangerous, in their rough beauty. The lethal grace of a predator within the body of a man.

One of them sat at a table, his head down. Even from across the room, it was possible to see the wide restraints on his wrists. He watched them intently. The eyes did not lie. No mere man had eyes so watchful, so full of darkness. Every word, every twitch, collected and catalogued inside the perfectly unending memory of a Dem. She shivered.

Suddenly, the Dem at the table rose in one fluid movement. Going from sitting to standing between one heartbeat and the next. The tension rose in the room, but the Dem did not make any move toward them.

He turned his head away, a dismissal of their presence. She watched him roll his shoulders, stretching his neck and back in a feline arch, as a thin man walked up behind the Dem. He stopped a couple yards behind the much larger male and spoke.

From her place by the door, it was impossible to make out his words. The Dem jerked his head around to look at the man, his spine straightening. In one quick movement, he whirled Page 1 of 2Page 2 of 2around and stalked toward the man. Sarah held her breath, tense even when she was not in immediate danger.

Aggression rolled off the Dem, seeming to fill every fiber of his being. He towered over the human handler.

About the Author:

Writer of cross genre romance, Devi Mara, grew up in rural Missouri. An avid reader and writer, she found inspiration in the people and places around her. The result, a fluid concept of the romance subgenres.

Her debut novel, No Light, was released in January of 2014 and is the first book in the Dems Trilogy. It was followed by her first stand-alone novel, Kingdom Come, in May. The second novel of the Dems Trilogy, Darkness Blooming, was released in August of 2014.

Devi is a lover of coffee and chocolate and partakes in both daily. She lives in Missouri with her family. Including two dogs too human for their own good.

She loves hearing from readers and encourages them to message her on Facebook or contact her on Twitter. She is always open to questions and comments.

Website: www.devimara.com

Blog: devimarawrites.blogspot.com
Twitter: @devimarawrites
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Cover Reveal: Dismantling Evan by Venessa Kimball

Happy Cover Reveal Day!!!!!

I have been eagerly waiting to share Dismantling Evan’s cover and blurb with you for weeks now! Today is the day and I have a few giveaways to celebrate with you!

In this post, I am sharing not only the cover and blurb for Dismantling Evan, but the musical playlist I have spend the last five months building, listening to, being inspired by while I have written a story that has taken me through so many emotions, so much research, and so much heartache, anger,  and joy  (sometimes simultaneously).

The thing about Dismantling Evan is that it is not a typical teen contemporary novel. This is not a genre driven piece of fiction.  It is most definitely a literary driven piece of fiction because of the social issues addressed in the novel and how they reflect on our society, which is far from what I have written in the past. (For those of you who have read my paranormal sci-fi series will agree when you read D.E.)

Okay, okay! I have made you wait long enough….here is Dismantling Evan’s breath-taking cover (SK Whiteside- you are amazing!) and the much awaited back cover blurb.

Are you intrigued?
Anyone that is a teenager, has a teenager, or was a teenager long ago will find themselves in the the pages of D.E. at some point and that is why I fell in love with Evan’s snapshot of a not-so-average teen living with baggage in a very typical and sometimes intolerant society.
January 13th can’t come fast enough for me! squeeeeee!
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