EXCLUSIVE COVER REVEAL: Fractured Suns (Broken Skies #2) by Theresa Kay


You guys! I am so so so honored to reveal the cover of one of the most anticipated sequel that will come out this year. BROKEN SKIES received a 5 star review from me this January because, honestly, it is so deserving!! Y’all should check it out on Goodreads and purchase it on Amazon. FRACTURED SUNS will come out this September so yes, this is the time to read the first book!!!
Anyway, not only will I reveal the gorgeous cover, I will also let you take a sneak peek 🙂 Don’t forget to enter the giveaway that Theresa generously provided.

 

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Fractured Suns (Broken Skies #2)

Expected publication: September 18th 2015
YA > SciFi | Dystopia

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About the book..

 

We came in peace. Lie.
We had no role in the Collapse. Lie.
I have always been honest. Lie.
I never lied to her. Truth.
Reunited with her brother, and surrounded by Flint, Peter and her new-found grandfather, Jax Mitchell has still never felt more alone. The choice to follow Rym back to the city to find answers and see Lir is an easy one, but their reunion is cut short and Jax is forced to leave Lir behind. She finds herself traveling with some unexpected companions and heading back toward a place she’d hoped to never see again.
After being imprisoned—and tortured—on the orders of his uncle, Lir hasn’t seen daylight or linked to anyone in weeks. After a lifetime of
connection, the pain and loneliness is almost too much to bear. Elated that Jax actually came, Lir finds renewed hope and strength to continue fighting his uncle’s influence over the E’rikon, even when things look hopeless and Lir’s been branded a traitor by the very people he’s trying to save.
While Jax and Lir fight separate battles, their missions have more in common than they realize. It’s a race against time to stop men driven only by greed and power. But the people they trust the most might be the very people working against them—and “family” doesn’t mean what it used to.
Will they recognize their friends from their enemies in time to save the people they love or will they lose each other in the process .

 

The Excerpt..

 

Tiercel skims the air just above the ground, a yellow-tipped arrow covered in brown and white feathers. He flies so low that the tips of the meadow grass brush against the underside of his wings. A subtle change in angle slows his flight and he drops onto the squirrel, pinning it to the ground with his talons. After a brief squeal, the squirrel is silent. The hawk mantles over the creature, fanning his wings out and hiding it from sight.
I walk up to him from the side, making gentle noises, and pull a small chunk of meat from the pouch at my waist. He grips the squirrel with his talons and cocks his head to the side, studying me. I give two sharp whistles and he jumps onto my outstretched forearm then picks the meat from between the fingers of my heavy leather glove. Once he’s finished the reward I raise my arm and give another whistle. He lofts up into the trees and watches from a branch as I pick the squirrel up by its tail and tie it to the belt at my waist.
I sigh and drop my shoulders. One squirrel isn’t going to feed five people, especially as skinny as the thing is, but I’ve been out here half the morning and it’s all I’ve managed to get. This doesn’t bode well for our food situation.
Peter did fine out here when it was just him and he had plenty of food stored to last him through the winter. Then I showed up with my injured brother, alien grandfather and Flint, my brother’s boyfriend. Plus, I added another mouth to feed when I found Tiercel injured in the woods and brought him back to the cabin with me. At least the hawk can feed himself if it comes down to that.
It’s barely November, and we’ve already managed to go through a good bit of Peter’s canned and dried food as well as his stack of fire wood. The cold arrived early and it looks like it’s going to be a very long, very cold winter. There’s no question we’ll run out of food and there aren’t many options for trading here.
And Peter is too damn nice to ask us to leave. Not that we’d make it very far.
Jace’s broken leg is healing thanks, again, to Peter who has some basic medical training from when he used to travel to remote locations to preach. Even with Peter’s care, my brother is still not in any shape to make the trek to Bridgelake, the largest human settlement left, with the weather the way it is. The settlement is a couple hundred miles away through woods and over mountains. Not a journey someone still recovering from a fractured tibia can make through snow and bitter cold.
Then there’s Jastren, my grandfather, and one of the E’rikon, the alien race that arrived on Earth about ten years ago and took over one of our decimated cities. He’s only a problem so much as he’s got bright red hair, much brighter than mine or Jace’s, and yellow eyes with a starburst of red in the center. Neither feature can be easily hidden and the odds are any humans we come across would kill first without bothering to ask questions.
There’s always been tension between the two species, but it’s only gotten worse. Vitrad Linaud, who’s a petty, vengeful, sadist on his good days, is now in control of the E’rikon city. He’d manufactured an attack that he somehow managed to attribute to humans and the aliens were more than happy to accept him as their new leader. Especially since the old one was dead and…and… there was no one else to step up. Here at Peter’s cabin, we aren’t too far from the E’rikon city and there have been more and more of the aliens’ silver ships passing by overhead off to who knows where. Maybe they’re prepping for the looming interspecies war or something.
Only half E’rikon and with none of their more distinguishable physical features, Jace and I pass for human easily. In fact, we’d been doing it all our lives. I’d spent over two weeks with…one of the E’rikon… and he had no idea what I was. Hell, I didn’t know either until about a month ago when I sat right at Peter’s kitchen table while Flint explained what he knew and a hopeful smile spread across Lir’s face.
I squeeze my eyes shut. That simple memory, just the thought of his name, tugs at the broken thread of our bond and brings the burn of tears. I trusted him. I loved him. He used me. He betrayed me.
And he left this gaping hole when he broke the bond with nothing but a simple two word apology: I’m sorry. No explanation. No attempt at justification for his actions…No goodbye.
To top it off, whatever Lir did when he broke the bond has left me unable to link to anyone but my brother. Jastren has spent the past few weeks teaching Jace how to use the mental abilities that come with our alien heritage. Me, he’s simply been staring at in frustration because, no matter what I do, I cannot follow the thread of the mental connection and link to him. I still occasionally pick up some emotions from him— mostly disappointment— but that’s it. At least I’ve still got my connection to Jace and that’s all I really need anyway, right?
A screech from Tiercel pulls me from my thoughts and I wipe at my eyes with one hand. Despite the ache in my heart, in my head I know it shouldn’t still affect me like this. After all the secrets, all the lies and that final betrayal, I should be over him, but I’m obviously not. I hate my stupid heart for that.
I whistle and Tiercel swoops down from the tree and perches on my upraised arm.
“Hey buddy, you think we’ll catch anything else today?”
He tilts his head to the side and stares at me.
“I’ll take that as a no.” I lift my arm and he takes off again. “We’ll just head back then.”
Tiercel flies from tree to tree as I make my way through the woods. For a wild hawk, he was surprisingly easy to train, at least for me. He typically won’t let anyone else touch him, including Jace, who actually has experience with birds since our dad used to keep a couple. It’s a bit strange.
Most birds would take months to train and still wouldn’t be as tame as Tiercel is with me. When I found him, he hopped onto my arm without question and it took very little effort for me to teach him to hunt small animals. I never have to put a hood on him and he’ll come to me even if I don’t have a snack to offer. He’s free to come and go, but he always responds to my whistle. I wouldn’t even have a mews for him if the weather wasn’t so bad. I don’t want him to get stuck in a storm, so I converted one of Peter’s small sheds into a nice cozy spot for him to roost.
Lost in thought, my foot catches on a tree root and I half stumble out of the forest and into the clearing surrounding the cabin. I point toward the shed and Tiercel streaks over and into it. Not even a whistle and he knows exactly what I want him to do. Oh well, strange as it may be, it’s awfully handy.
I tromp up the wooden steps and swing open the back door, calling out as I go that I’ve got dinner. When I open the door and walk in, everyone except Jastren is sitting around the kitchen table. At my appearance they go silent and three sets of eyes focus on me.
I narrow my eyes. “What?”
Jace is the first to recover. “Hey sis, we were discussing food and stuff. You know, how we’re going to get through the winter and all.” The chill of his nervousness flows to me and I narrow my eyes.
“Why wasn’t I included in this conversation?”
Flint sighs. “There’s only one option Jax and every time—”
“We are not trading with Lenny and his gang.”
“And that’s why you weren’t included in the conversation,” my brother mutters under his breath.
I whirl on Jace. “So you agree with him now? You think we should go make nice with the guys who were going to sell me to the Breeder camp? If it wasn’t for—” I press my lips together and shake my head. I shouldn’t be thinking about him. “I know. Why don’t I just head over to the Breeder camp now? Save us some time. Because that’s where I’ll end up if Lenny or Stu or any of those guys get any clue that I’m here. And that’s if he doesn’t kill you on sight. You might be a guy, but you’re still my twin and I can’t imagine that Stu won’t notice some resemblance to the girl that…”— I swallow noisily— “…killed his brother. Is that what you want Jace?”
“Peter will go with me. They know him,” he says. “It will be okay.”
I cross my arms over my chest. “If they’re so friendly with Peter, why can’t he go by himself?” I wince at the selfishness in my words. How awful am I? I don’t want to send the old man into danger, but I can’t lose Jace, not again. Every instinct in me screams that sending Jace to go trade with Lenny will only be delivering him to his death. Lenny would find it the perfect payback for what I did.
Flint huffs and grits his teeth. “We’ve already been over this. Jace needs to go because if there’s trouble, he can manipulate their emotions—”
“We don’t know if it works like that on humans,” I say. “It’s completely untested.”
“Don’t you pay attention to anything? I’m a human,” says Flint. “And it works on me.”
“But—”
“But nothing,” says Jace. “I’ve been cooped up in this cabin practicing for weeks. I know what I’m doing and I can handle this. It’s the only choice we’ve got. Obviously, you and Jastren can’t go and Flint has to stay behind to protect you—”
This again? “I don’t need his protection!” I yell.
Flint slams his fist on the table and stands up. “Dammit Jax! Do you think I want to stay behind? You want to protect Jace and he wants to protect you.” He throws his arms up. “And I’m always the one caught in the middle. I’m sick of it!” He storms down the hallway and a door slams.
Jace closes his eyes and lets out a long breath before slowly rising and limping down the hall after Flint, the makeshift stabilizing boot on his lower leg thumping with each step. Thankfully, he inherited some of the E’rikon’s accelerated healing otherwise he’d still be on crutches. The door opens and closes, softer this time, and I can hear the quiet hum of their voices.
I hate fighting with my brother, Flint too, but it seems like the three of us are constantly at each other’s throats. Flint’s right. We put him in the middle and he doesn’t deserve that. But what am I supposed to do? I pinch the bridge of my nose between two fingers and collapse into the chair next to Peter that had been vacated by Flint.
“What do you think about all this?” The second the question leaves my mouth, I flinch. I should know better by now than to ask Peter such an open-ended question.
“This whole thing is beyond me. I know you had a bad experience with Lenny and I don’t believe he’s a good guy, but I don’t know that he’s entirely bad. And Stu? He’s barely older than you. They’re all simply trying to stay alive. That’s all everyone’s doing these days. But it’s not enough for one to simply survive. There needs to be hope… and love.” He shakes his head. “No one quite understands how very important love is nowadays. Love for both yourself and others. Without love…we’d all be savages. Now, that’s not to say romantic love can’t be just as important. Those two boys, even with so much working against them, managed to find each other, and this whole survival business is tearing them both apart but—”
“So you’re saying all their problems are my fault?”
“No no no, not at all, my dear. It’s that everyone’s under so much stress and my cabin’s not that large. Though, back when I first built it, there was plenty of space for little old me. Did I ever tell you about how I built it?” He coughs. “But that’s not my point here. You and Jace arguing doesn’t help anything. And Flint, he’s like another brother to you, yes? Both of you— all three of you— are so wrapped up in protecting the others that not one of you has bothered to believe in each other, to trust in the love you have for each other. Isn’t that partly how this situation began? Jace trying to protect you, trying to do what he thought was best? That’s exactly what you’re trying to do for him now. Things are uncertain in this world, no one knows that better than you, but if you don’t have at least some faith, then you have nothing. Trust that Jace will protect himself and come back to you unharmed. You can’t possibly believe it’s his desire to die or be taken. And he should have a little faith in your ability to protect yourself and let that poor suffering boy go with us like he so obviously wants to. After all, you are capable of taking care of yourself, yes?”
I nod slowly.
“Then you should trust that Jace can do the same and I see no problem with the two young men and I going on a short trading trip, one that we will return from unharmed and with enough supplies to carry us through the winter.”
A sigh brushes past my lips. As roundabout as his point is, he does have one and it’s a good one. “When will you guys leave?”
“Tomorrow morning, early,” says Peter with a soft smile. “I will do my best to look out for both of them.”
And if I don’t want to alienate Jace and Flint any further, that will just have to do.

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The next morning, the truck idles in the driveway while Peter loads up handmade blankets, medical supplies and some other odds and ends to trade. I simply lean against the cabin with my arms crossed. I’m not arguing, but I don’t have to pretend I like this idea. If Flint and Jace are surprised at my newfound ‘support’ for their plan, they don’t say anything.
Surprisingly, it’s Jastren who has a problem with the plan. “This is not the best use of our resources,” he says. “They will be outnumbered and if Jace is unable to manipulate them, extra brawn will not move the odds into their favor.”
“What would you suggest grandfather?” Jace asks. I don’t manage to conceal my snort and he glares at me. What does he expect? My brother, always the clown, has never been one to give deference to anyone, but he treats Jastren like some sort of all knowing king in whose presence we should be bowing. Sometimes I think that I should be doing the same, but… then I come to my senses. I don’t know why, but something about it doesn’t feel right.
At first, I thought Jace’s compliance came from some weird sense of gratitude for…being related to us?…and that it would go away, that Jace would laugh and joke with Jastren like he used to do with dad. Nope. The more time the two have spent together training, the more Jace’s regard for the alien has increased and he takes almost everything Jastren says as gospel— except when it has to do with Flint.
Early on, Jastren made it clear, not so much in words as in a subtle ooze of disapproval, that he didn’t think Jace’s relationship was appropriate. I suppose he doesn’t want to tarnish Jace’s near hero worship of him, though, so Jastren stays silent on the matter. However, I can tell from the look in his eye and the occasional flash of emotion I do get from him, that Jastren is not a fan of Flint.
“I believe I should accompany you. You can drop me off within linking distance and if you run into problems, you can simply link to me and I will come to assist,” says Jastren.
Flint shakes his head. “And what good would that do? You’d still be outnumbered.”
“We are quicker, our reflexes more evolved than humans. I could subdue any hostiles more swiftly and efficiently than you.”
I roll my eyes. That’s another thing. I get lumped in with the humans, but Jastren treats my brother like he’s full-blooded E-rikon. Not that I’m complaining or anything. I identify more with my human half than my alien one. The alien part of me has caused me nothing but pain. Letting others into my head. Driving me into darkness. Creating a killer. And drawing me to Lir.
Jace turns to Flint. “What do you think?”
Flint’s eyes dart from Jastren to me and then back to Jace. “It sounds logical, but…” He reaches out and grabs Jace’s arm. “I still don’t like it.”
“You don’t have to. It just has to get done,” says Jace, shaking Flint’s hand off. He faces Jastren. “We will go with your plan then, grandfather.”
An icy sense of resolve travels from Jastren and frosts along my nerves. I look at him and narrow my eyes. What was that about?
Flint clenches his jaw and stares down at his feet as Jace and Jastren climb into the truck. He doesn’t even say bye, but neither does Jace. I hate seeing them like this.
When the truck disappears down the driveway, I straighten and take the three steps to Flint and place my hand on his shoulder.
“I don’t like this,” says Flint. “He doesn’t act like himself when Jastren’s around.”
I squeeze his bicep. “I know. I think it’s new to him still. The mental connection can be…overwhelming.”
“But even when you were with Lir—” He tilts his head and cracks his knuckles. “Sorry. It’s just…you never acted like that. You were always you, even when he was around. But Jace…It’s like he’s some other person, like he’s not the guy I fell in love with anymore. I miss him.”
My heart floods with empathy. I wish I knew how to fix this, but the only thing I can think of to say is,“He’s been through a lot.”
Flint raises his head, meeting my eyes. “So have you.”
I shrug. “I don’t know what you want me to say. Do I think he’s acting strangely? Yes. But I also think it will work itself out.” My mouth tilts up and I nudge him with my shoulder. “I mean, look how far I’ve come. It just took time.”
A grateful smile appears on his lips and he throws an arm over my shoulders, tugging me into his side. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” I sigh. “And I’m sorry for putting you in the middle of all our battles.”
He chuckles and pulls me closer. “All a part of sibling rivalry, right?” Moving his arm away he clasps his hands together over his chest and dramatically flutters his eyes. “Fighting over poor little me? At least I know you care.”
I smack his arm. “Hey, it’s not my fault my family’s dysfunctional.”
“Dysfunctional?” He lifts his eyebrows. “Nah, you two are the most functional family I know. You might fight, but you love each other.”
“Don’t you mean us three? You aren’t getting out of this. Now you’re my brother too.”
His eyes soften and a grin takes over his face. “I always wanted a pesky little sister.”
“Who you calling little?” I give him a shove and take off into the trees, calling out over my shoulder. “Well, come on then. You think you can take me? I bet you can’t even catch me.”
“You’re on!” he yells from behind me.
I duck under branches and dart around trees, leaving Flint well behind me in my mad dash. He doesn’t have much of a chance at catching me unless I let him. I might not have all the benefits of my heritage, but I am a bit faster than a normal human.
Pausing, I hide behind a large rock and wait for the rustling noises to get closer before popping out from behind it “Boo!”
The thrill of the chase, my elation, and my laugh wash away as stark cold fear twisted with icy tendrils of guilt slams into me. The playful smile drops from my face. It’s not Flint who has found me. Not blond hair, but a true deep gold. Not blue eyes, but inhuman golden ones to match the hair.
Rym.
Vitrad’s son. Lir’s cousin and good friend.
The one I left for dead after a brutal mental gutting.

 

I am pretty much freaking out right now!!! Like, WHAT. WHAAAAAT. I honestly cannot wait to read wht happened. Seriously, if you still haven’t read the first book, NOW IS THE TIME.

 

The author..

 

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The only person she knows who had a subscription to Writer’s Digest at eleven and was always excited to write research papers, Theresa has been putting words to paper since a young age. Living in the mountains of central Virginia with her husband and two kids, she works as a paralegal by day, binges on Netflix at night and finds bits of time in between reading almost everything she can get her hands on and laundry to craft stories that tend to feature broken characters in sci-fi or paranormal worlds, with a touch of romance thrown in for good measure.
She’s constantly lost in one fictional universe or another and is a self-proclaimed “fangirl” who loves being sucked in to new books or TV shows. Theresa originally wanted to write horror novels as an ode to her childhood passion for Stephen King novels, but between her internal Muse’s ramblings and the constant praise for her sci-fi pieces from her writer’s group – The Rebel Writers – she knew she should stick with what was working.

 

 

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ARC REVIEW: The Secret Sister by Brenda Novak

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The Secret Sister (Fairham Island #1)

Brenda Novak

Published July 28th 2015 by Mira

A > Contemporary | Romance | Mystery

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4 ★★★★

 

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BLURB FROM GOODREADS:

 

Did she once have a sister? Has her mother lied all these years? Why?

 After a painful divorce, Maisey Lazarow returns to Fairham, the small island off the North Carolina coast where she grew up. She goes there to heal—and to help her brother, Keith, a deeply troubled man who’s asked her to come home. But she refuses to stay in the family house. The last person she wants to see is the wealthy, controlling mother she escaped years ago.

 Instead, she finds herself living next door to someone else she’d prefer to avoid—Rafe Romero, the wild, reckless boy to whom she lost her virginity at sixteen. He’s back on the island, and to her surprise, he’s raising a young daughter alone. Maisey’s still attracted to him, but her heart’s toobroken to risk…

 Then something even more disturbing happens. She discovers a box of photographs that evoke distant memories of a little girl, a child Keith remembers, too. Maisey believes the girl must’ve been their sister, but their mother claims there was no sister.

 Maisey’s convinced that child existed. So where is she now?

 
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REVIEW:

 

“..but secrets don’t remain secrets forever…”

 Well, wow. The Secret Sister is full of intensity that I did not fully expect. From the second chance romance that kept me asking for more to the nail biting mystery, The Secret Sister is perfect for every readers looking for an engaging and thrilling read.

 Maisey went home in chance of helping her troubled brother. What she didn’t expect to wait for her though is a web of secrets that surrounds her family. And Rafe, who she didn’t expect to interact with either. But Maisey must face all of this, not only for her own sake.. but also for the people she loves.

 Maisey was a delight to read and I enjoyed being in her head. She was far from perfect and she still make mistakes that can frustrate me so much and just makes me scratch my head but I adore how she’s aware of it and owns her mistakes. Just like us, fictional characters commit mistakes too. And that’s what I love about Novak’s characters in The Secret Sisters. They never lose their authenticity in every page. Whether its rage, sadness or just their simple joy, every character’s emotions just keeps rolling over at every page and their realness never get lost on me.

 Brenda Novak really impressed me by how she weaved the story of The Secret Sister. She kept me on my toes. She kept me guessing and engaged. Her writing really captured me from the first chapter and she really has her hold on me throughout the whole book. One more thing that needs to be praised is the very sweet and right-kind of-hot chemistry between Rafe and Maisey. It was undeniable. Its so hard not to root for them from the very first chapter even though each of them finds reason to fight it. Rafe’s little girl was mixed in as well and I can’t help but say that it is another reason why Rafe looks irresistible, not only to Maisey’s eyes but to the readers as well.

 I can’t wait for more from this series. The Secret Sister is an excellent opening to a series that I know will keep us on our toes. Although I had a fun time with Rafe and Maisey, I can help but be excited about Novak’s new and upcoming characters. I highly recommend The Secret Sister for readers who wants to be impressed!

 

 

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Brenda Novak has penned over 45 novels. A two-time Rita nominee, she’s won The National Reader’s Choice, The Bookseller’s Best, The Bookbuyer’s Best and many other
awards. She runs an annual online auction for diabetes research every May at www.brendanovak.com . To date, she’s raised over $2 million. Brenda considers herself lucky to be a mother of five and married to the love of her life.

 

 

 

 

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AUTHOR TAKEOVER #010: Kim Liggett, author of: BLOOD AND SALT

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Author Takeover is a new feature here in HBT where we let our current favorite authors took over the blog. Expect Guest Posts, Interviews, LOTS of Playlists, giveaways and of course, a bunch load of FUN!


BLOOD AND SALT is absolutely one of my most anticipated book this year. The cover, the synopsis… it all sounds awesome and epic! I’m so honored to have KIM today on the blog. Read the interview that we did and find out more about her and the book! You can win one of Kim’s favorite 2015 book too!

 

The Book..

 

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Blood and Salt

Expected publication: September 22nd 2015 by G.P. Putnam’s Sons Books for Young Readers
YA > Fantasy | Horror
 

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About the book..

 

Romeo and Juliet meets Children of the Corn in this one-of-a-kind romantic horror.
“When you fall in love, you will carve out your heart and throw it into the deepest ocean. You will be all in—blood and salt.”
These are the last words Ash Larkin hears before her mother returns to the spiritual commune she escaped long ago. But when Ash follows her to Quivira, Kansas, something sinister and ancient waits among the rustling cornstalks of this village lost to time.
Ash is plagued by memories of her ancestor, Katia, which harken back to the town’s history of unrequited love and murder, alchemy and immortality. Charming traditions soon give way to a string of gruesome deaths, and Ash feels drawn to Dane, a forbidden boy with secrets of his own.
As the community prepares for a ceremony five hundred years in the making, Ash must fight not only to save her mother, but herself—and discover the truth about Quivira before it’s too late. Before she’s all in—blood and salt.

 

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At sixteen, Kim Liggett left her rural midwestern town for New York City to pursue a career in both music and acting. While attending the American Academy of Dramatic Arts, Kim sang backup for some of the biggest rock bands in the 80′s.
After settling down to have a family, she became an entrepreneur, creating a children’s art education program and a travel company specializing in tours for musicians.
She’s married to jazz musician Ken Peplowski, has two beautiful teens, and a very neurotic dog that drags her through Riverside Park everyday on the Upper West Side of Manhattan.

 

The Interview..

 

1. Hi Kim!! Thanks for stopping by on the blog!! We’re so excited! To start off, can you tell us a little bit about yourself? 🙂
I’m a former backup singer—turned entrepreneur—turned author. I started writing Blood and Salt as a love letter to my daughter. She was going through a tough breakup from her first crushing love and I wanted to show her how I saw her—how strong, complicated, interesting, beautiful and brave I thought she was. I only meant to write a few chapters and then I just couldn’t stop. And now I have four books under contract with two different publishers.

 

2. Your debut novel, Blood and Salt, is pitched as Romeo and Juliet meets Children of the Corn, we’re really curios on how did this idea came to you. Can you share how did the whole concept materialized in your head? 🙂
I love horror and I love romance. They call it romantic horror, but I prefer Hormance.

 

3. How would you introduce your main character, Ash, to us? Did you have a particular muse for her?
Absolutely. My muse was my daughter, Maddie. Ash’s twin brother Rhys is based on my son, Rahm.

 

4. The title and the cover of the book is really eye catching, how did you decide it? And will you change anything if you could?
I developed an extensive Pinterest board for Blood and Salt, which the designers used as inspiration. My editor sent over the cover—I loved it—and that was the end. It’s not the most elaborate cover of all time, but it’s perfect for the book. Perfect. I wouldn’t change a thing.

 

5. Why Kansas? Can you tell us about the setting of the book because it seems like a big part of the story.
I grew up in Kansas—a tiny town much like the town in BLOOD AND SALT (minus the creepy cult). As a kid, I felt like the land was magic—hidden away—a secret. I was a weird kid, with more imaginary friends than real ones. These were the stories I created to survive.

 

6. What will readers expect from the romance aspect in this book?
The romance is incredibly hot. You might need to fan yourself a little. ; )

 

7. Did something creepy or funny or even scary thing that happened while writing Blood and Salt?
I think I’ve blocked it out. This book has consumed the last five years of my life. Body and soul.

 

8. Are you working on something new already? Do you have a WIP that you can tell us about? 🙂
I just finished my first book for Tor Teen—It’s called THE LAST HARVEST. That will come out in September of 2016.It’s straight-up YA old-school classic horror.
And I’m currently finishing up the sequel to BLOOD AND SALT, which will come out in the fall of 2016.

 

9. Lastly, what’s your three current YA favorites?
City of Savages by Lee Kelly
Unmarked by Kami Garcia
The Walls Around Us by Nova Ren Suma

  

Thanks again, Kim for the Q&A! Kim is also shared with us her inspirations while writing the book. You can check it out on her PINTEREST PAGE!! 

 

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Paula

ARC Review: Damage Done by Amanda Panitch

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Damage Done
Amanda Panitch
July 21st 2015
YA > Mystery
304 pages (Kindle edition)
eARC from Netgalley

 

3 ★★★

 

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22 minutes separate Julia Vann’s before and after.
Before: Julia had a twin brother, a boyfriend, and a best friend.
After: She has a new identity, a new hometown, and memories of those twenty-two minutes that refuse to come into focus. At least, that’s what she tells the police.
Now that she’s Lucy Black, her fresh start has attracted the attention of one of the hottest guys in school. And someone much more dangerous. She thought her brother’s crimes were behind her. But now she’s being forced to confront the dark secrets she thought were safely left behind. How far will Julia go to keep her slate clean?
One thing is clear: The damage done can never be erased. It’s only just beginning. . . .
In this deliciously twisted contemporary thriller, family can be a real killer. For fans of We Were Liars and readers who love unique multiple perspectives that leave clues like breadcrumbs until they reach the stunning conclusion.

 

REVIEW:

 

Early praises for this book were very positive and it was even dubbed as the ‘Gillian Flynn for the YA set.’ I’ve never read any Gillian Flynn but I know how highly praised and raved her books are so I wouldn’t go so far as to calling it that. Because honestly, Damage Done is mediocre at its best. True, it was a fast and extremely compelling read but only because I was itching to know the truth.

The narrator is such a liar and it was obvious from the start how skilled she is at it. It made me think how much lying she’s done already in her life as Julia Vann before she became Lucy Black because she’s so good. Who wouldn’t be fascinated with sifting the truth from all those lies especially when every word that she’s spewing out of her mouth could probably be all pure lies? Never for one second did ever I let my guard down and trusted Julia/Lucy. And for that, I have the author to thank for not pulling any punches in making her as calculating and unreliable as she is. I loved it. For most of the time, I enjoyed being inside her thoughts.

I said most of the time because there were times when I just couldn’t care. It was easy for me to lose focus on what I was reading especially when the scenes became way too unbelievable and stupid for me. One scene in particular is the one where Lucy entered a highly secured prison by posing as one of the officers without even getting noticed. Okaaay. I couldn’t get my head around of this ever happening in real life. There were a lot more of the same unrealistic scenes that made me scrunch my eyebrows one too many times but I’d be spoiling already so just go ahead and see for yourself.

I guess if the entirety of the book was as stimulating as those last remaining chapters, perhaps I would’ve cared more. I was actually really thankful that the author kept giving away clues – even though it made the twist less shocking when it came to the final reveal – because if I wasn’t too busy connecting them, I was mostly just detached.

In spite of everything said above, Damage Done is a promising debut that will satiate anyone looking for a carefully-plotted psychological thriller starring a completely untrustworthy narrator that will make you question people (this is why I have trust issues!!!) and I can see now why many people have enjoyed this despite my lack of strong feelings towards it.

MARLAhbt

REVIEW: Song of Summer by Laura Lee Anderson

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Song of Summer
Laura Lee Anderson
July 7th 2015
YA > Contemporary
250 pages (Kindle edition)
Purchased

 

3 ★★★

 

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The thirteen qualities of Robin’s Perfect Man range from the mildly important “Handsome” to the all-important “Great taste in music.” After all, Westfield’s best high school folk musician can’t go out with some shmuck who only listens to top 40 crap. When hot Carter Paulson walks in the door of Robin’s diner, it looks like the list may have come to life. It’s not until the end of the meal that she realizes he’s profoundly deaf.

Carter isn’t looking for a girlfriend. Especially not a hearing one. Not that he has anything against hearing girls, they just don’t speak the same language. But when the cute waitress at Grape Country Dairy makes an effort to talk with him, he takes her out on his yellow Ducati motorcycle.

Told in first person alternating perspectives, language, music, and culture go along for the ride as Carter and Robin find their song.

 

REVIEW:

 

This book is so hard to rate. The blurb suggests that it has all the makings of a favorite novel for me – cute summer read, first loves between two different people, music (!!!), and a deaf MC. Song of Summer has an interesting premise – one that I was so excited to delve into. The beginning itself was very promising. I even shipped Robin and Carter right from the start. THE FEELS WERE ON POINT, GUYS.

So, what the hell happened?

Well, after all the cutesy start and first love vibes, of course it had to be there. DRAMA. UNNECESSARY DRAMA, I might add. Now, I usually don’t mind some drama to keep my blood boiling especially if it’s really needed for the flow of the story. The drama between the exes? Pfft, I could easily forgive that. What I couldn’t stand AT ALL was Robin’s outburst and reaction to Carter’s “not telling her the truth” about his hearing situation which was totally out of line.

SPOILERS BELOW. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. (NOT HIDING THESE AT ALL BECAUSE I REALLY WANT YOU GUYS TO READ IT. HA!):

Robin loves music more than life itself. Music is everything for her. She lives and breathes music. But what happens now that the person – and probably the only one – who can make her love anything more than music, couldn’t hear and appreciate the thing she loves the most? Carter has been deaf since birth. Having tried CI (cochlear implant) before and not liking it, he has decided not to go through with it at all. So when Robin found out that Carter could actually listen if he wanted to, she overreacted.

This is the part that I hated the most. How can she claim to love Carter if she didn’t even give him the chance to try to explain his side at all? What’s up with the cutting all ties with him – blocking him on e-mail, Instagram (seriously?) and everything? What’s up with jumping to conclusions when she knew no shit about what it’s like to be deaf? Dude. Get over yourself. Your boyfriend is deaf. Just because you’re learning ASL for him doesn’t mean you know everything about what it’s like to be one. Smh.

The other part that annoyed me? That ending! Honestly, I felt cheated. I love open endings since they give more possibilities for the story but what the hell was with this one’s ending anyway? What’s up with all the build-up and then making it end like that? It was so underwhelming and rushed, I kept checking if my copy was somehow missing another chapter. It took me a long time to finally accept that that was it. Man, I could cry just thinking about it again.

Overall, I still liked the book and shipped Robin and Carter hard before any of the drama happened. I also want to applaud the author for making Carter’s situation very believable. Carter’s deafness didn’t come out as a stupid plot device to me. It seemed genuine, you know? I don’t even know if that makes sense but I guess what I’m trying to say is that the author has really done her research and I greatly appreciate that. That alone warrants this book a solid star. So even though I’ve had some uncertainties, I’m still giving this book 3 stars.

MARLAhbt