It’s the #YASH Young Adult Scavenger Hunt GO TEAM PINK! How about winning a boatload of paperback books?

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 Hello there happy hunters! I am Jennifer M. Eaton, the Author of the FIRE IN THE WOODS Series. Welcome to my humble home. Well, sort of, anyway.
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Welcome to YA Scavenger Hunt! This bi-annual event was first organized by author Colleen Houck as a way to give readers a chance to gain access to exclusive bonus material from their favorite authors…and a chance to win some awesome prizes! At this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each author, you also get a clue for the hunt. Add up the clues, and you can enter for our prize–one lucky winner will receive one book from each author on the hunt in my team! But play fast: this contest (and all the exclusive bonus material) will only be online until April 8!

Go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page to find out all about the hunt. There are SIX contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or all! I am a part of the PINK TEAM–but there is also a red team, a gold team, a blue team, an orange team, and an indie team for a chance to win a whole different set of books!

If you’d like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, and see the full list of prizes up for grabs, go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page.

SCAVENGER HUNT PUZZLE
 
Directions: Below, you’ll notice that I’ve listed my favorite number. Collect the favorite numbers of all the authors on the PINK TEAM, and then add them up (don’t worry, you can use a calculator!).
Entry Form: Once you’ve added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.
Rules: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian’s permission to enter. To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit the completed entry form by April 8, at noon Pacific Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.
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Bonus Content: Fatal Heir Sneak Peek and Character Sketches

Sneak Peek of Fatal Heir:

34311774Tan came home one day with red, rheumy eyes and a cough bigger than he was. Since he was my favorite playmate, it wasn’t long before his illness crawled inside of me and made a home in my lungs.

Tan died two days later, and I knew I wasn’t far behind him.

The sickness sapped my strength and twisted my mind. I was accustomed to the noise of my brothers, but now Tan was gone, and the others were banished from our room.

The silence drove me crazy.

When I could manage to speak, I talked to Tan. His body had already burned, but I still saw him every night in our room when the lamps burned low enough. We made plans for all the mischievous things we would do once I joined him in death. I asked him all about what it was like to be dead and pretended that he responded. The spirits never spoke to me, but I didn’t mind. It was good to have someone to talk to.

If I was too disoriented to speak, I would stare at nothing and listen to the frail beating of my own heart. I would lay in bed for hours, watching lights dance along the ceiling, wondering if they were real or imagined.

It was in the midst of these fevered dreams that I met The Man. He was the most peculiar man I had ever seen. His skin was the color of stone, a brown-ish gray that reminded me of the dark sandstone buildings of the marketplace. His hair was a brilliant shade of red that I had only ever seen before on a bird’s wing. It was cut so short it stood up on end. His beard was maintained like a work of art, shaved into swirls of bright red that stood out against his dark skin. A mask of brightly colored makeup framed his eyes and curled down onto his cheeks.

When I turned my head toward him, he met me with a frown.

“You are dying,” he informed me.

I nodded and pointed a trembling finger to the corner where Tan stood, staring solemnly at me.

“Tan says I can play with him again when I die.”

The Man snorted. “Tan will have to wait.”

He looked down at the glass decanter he held in his hands. I followed his gaze and watched with exhausted curiosity as he pulled pieces of leaves and little bottles of dark liquids from a pouch. He poured them into the larger decanter, swirling the ingredients in one direction, then the other. He dipped the bottom of the bottle into the flame of a candle he had set on the table beside my bed.

Despite the imminent peril of a stranger in my room at night, I was rather comfortable in The Man’s company. I felt no fear. I was so close to death that it made no difference whether it was the stranger or the fever that killed me.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Birch bark.”

“What’s it for?”

“It will make you feel better.”

“How?”

The Man pressed his lips together in irritation. He didn’t answer.

“How?” I asked again.

“Rest, Izayik.”

“Who’s Izayik?”

“You are.”

What a strange man. Maybe he was lost and thought he was tending someone else.

“That’s not my name,” I said.

“Of course. What do they call you here?”

“Don.”

“Don,” The Man repeated. He shook his head with an amused smile.

“What’s so funny?” I asked.

“Your name.”

“My name is not funny!”

“It’s just so plain.”

“That’s a mean thing to say!”

The Man swiped his little finger over the lip of the decanter and licked the liquid from his skin. He looked up as if reading messages written on the ceiling. After a moment of contemplation, he added a gray powder.

“What’s that?”

“Ground dragon bone.”

“Dragons aren’t real.”

“Not anymore, but their bones are still here.”

“Dragons were never real.”

The Man was silent a moment before asking, “Who told you that?”

I frowned. “No one. I just know. I’ve never seen a dragon before.”

“Your world must be pretty small if you only believe in the things you’ve seen.”

I was mystified. I fell asleep with the memories of Tan’s voice drifting like a mist through my dreams.

“Wake up.” The Man’s harsh tone jolted me from my feverish sleep. I had no idea how much time had passed. The sun had not yet peeked over the horizon, but a bluish morning light invaded the dark corners of my room. Tan was no longer standing in the corner.

The Man’s little fire had been extinguished, the candle stowed away. He held the decanter out to me, jiggling it impatiently. I struggled to sit up.

“Drink it,” he said. “It could save your life.”

I squinted at the blackish liquid. It looked like swamp water mixed with boogers and smelled like the manure of our old cow, Gussie.

“I think I’m okay dying, sem,” I said.

The Man grabbed me by the hair. His touch burned my scalp, but I was too surprised to cry out. He shoved the lip of the glass decanter against my mouth and forced me to drink. The potion was the single most disgusting substance I had ever tasted. It was somehow a mixture of licorice and salt and tar, and it writhed down my throat with the consistency of six-day-old pea soup. I struggled and gargled and choked, but The Man was relentless. He forced me to drink the whole bottle. When he released me, I collapsed onto my blankets, feeling too abused to cry. The back of my head ached where his skin had touched mine. The Man held the empty decanter up to his face. He smiled at me.

His smile reminded me of a wolf about to consume a helpless lamb.

“Good boy,” he said. Then my father opened the bedroom door, and The Man disappeared right before my eyes.

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My fever broke an hour later, and by midday, I was eating solid food. Within two days, I was back out in the gardens with my siblings. Mum declared it was all a miracle, but I knew the truth. I knew that my recovery was the work of The Man. He had come to my room the night before and forced me to drink his disgusting concoction, but he had saved my life.

This was not the last I would see of The Man.

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About L.C. Ireland:

Leslie Colleen “L.C.” Ireland is an Arts Specialist in Ogden, UT. By day she works as an educator and arts advocate for public elementary schools. By night, she writes plays and young adult fantasy novels. She currently lives in Ogden, UT with her husband and cat, Mystique.

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Don’t forget to enter the contest for a chance to win a ton of books from me, Jennifer M. Eaton, and more! To enter, you need to know that my favorite number is 17. Add up all the favorite numbers of the authors on the Pink Team and you’ll have all the secret code to enter for the grand prize!

 
To keep going on your quest for the hunt, you need to check out the next author! Click here to shoot over to the fabulous Dax Varley!
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Excuse me, there’s something on your face. A review of An Ember in the Ashes

An Ember in the Ashes by Sabaa Tahir (Ebook) I was a little surprised how much I enjoyed reading this book. I was also surprised how disappointed I was in the end of this book.

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I loved how we start out in a gut-wrenching high action scene as our main character loses her family and sets off to find the resistance. I enjoyed watching her find the resistance and what she was willing to do get their help in freeing her brother from prison. The second lead in the story is a guy who is training to be one of the ruthless Masks who took her family away. He never had a choice, though, and he’s not very happy with the person they want him to become. I really loved everything about this book until the end. I love series books, but I expect at least part of the story to finish at the end of the book. I like it when the initial plotline closes, and a new one opens at the end. This is one of those books that feels like it ends at the end of a chapter with no satisfying feeling of closure. I hate that. But I really did enjoy watching these two characters grow. This is a very well written fantasy/dystopian that really draws you in. It is worth the read, just be prepared and maybe buy both books at the same time.

 


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Why in goodness name would you dump the rich guy that loves you to pieces? Exes – A review

Exes by (Ebook) I enjoyed reading the first half of this book. It was light and fun. Two people start a relationship anonymously over texting. What they don’t know is that the woman’s sister set her up, and the guy is actually the heroine’s ex-husband who everyone loves but her. Neither the guy or the girl involved in the texting relationship knows that they are “exes”.

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Where the book started to lose me was when they met. The guy sees her and realizes who she is. He is still madly in love with her, so he blindfolds her before they ummm… re-consummate their marriage, and he disappears by morning. My problem is this… We are probably at the half way mark in this book. She doesn’t recognize his voice? His kiss? The feel of his body? I was able to suspend disbelief with the texting, but not once they spoke on the phone, and definitely not when they met up in person—blindfold or not. It got better for a bit when she found out who he was, but then the ending started to drag for me. I think the problem is that in “real life” the two of them end up business partners at the beginning of the book, and they are looking for this lost, million dollar stained glass window. I really have no interest in stained glass windows, and since I never really connected with the female lead, I really didn’t care if she found the darn thing (which is a large porting of the last section of this book). Overall, the writing is good. I DID love the ex-husband, but I think he could do seriously better than his idiot ex-wife. So, yeah, you need to suspend your disbelief a little too much for a contemporary novel with this one. If you are interested in stained glass and antiques, the secondary plot line may hold your interest more than it did for me. Writing is good, though. I just couldn’t get into it.


 

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Free Ebook Friday Extravaganza! Find your new favorite author for free!

You read that right… Another triple play! Three free ebook promotions this week.

With well over a hundred free ebooks, you’re bound to find a new favorite author in here.

Have fun!

 

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You gotta admit, Navy SEALs Are Some Kind of Hero. (Yeah, it’s a book review)

Some Kind of Hero by Suzanne Brockmann (Audobook/Ebook) Omigosh, I’m a pretty big Suz Brockmann fan, but seriously, she outdid herself with this one. I was a little wary because I didn’t think that the plotline of a guy trying to find his runaway daughter and the pretty neighbor helping him out was going to be exciting enough to hold my interest, but I was turning pages with reckless abandon.

23303664One thing I totally enjoyed was the neighbor is a romance novelist, and she helps by analyzing everything like it is a scene in a book, and she also has one of her characters stuck in her head and talking to her like a conscience. It’s pretty darn funny. Of course the dad is a Navy SEAL, so when the daughter turns from runaway to kidnapping victim, the bad guys are in for a whole lot of whoop-ass. The situation is believable though. I didn’t find myself rolling my eyes in the action scene at the end. The only thing I might subtract a star for happened in the beginning. Dad calls the police because his daughter is missing. The police blow him off and tell him she’ll probably come home. Say what? The first 24 hours are the most important in a missing child case. Statistically, after 24 hours the chances of ever finding a missing child drop at a heart-wrenching rate. I do understand that we needed no police involvement so Dad and the nice neighbor-lady could set off on their adventure together, but the lack of police support left me feeling like the start of the novel seemed forced. So, prepare to suspend your disbelief on that one point. After Dad gets in the neighbor’s car though, and the adventure begins, you are in for a really fun time. This might be my favorite Troubleshooters book yet.


 

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Free Ebook Friday. Three huge Free Book Promotions this week!

You read that right… Three free ebook promotions this week.

With well over a hundred free ebooks, you’re bound to find a new favorite author in here.

Have fun!

 

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Reading a book come Hell Or High Water (A review) Okay, maybe that’s not my best pun. Whatever.

Hell or High Water by Julie Ann Walker(Audiobook) This is book one in the Deep Six series. I was introduced to Julie Ann Walker with an ARC of book two in this series, Devil in the Deep last year, and I was instantly hooked, chowing down on all of her Black Knights books. But when those started to get a little stale for me (After many, many books), I decided to check out the rest of the series that drew me in in the first place. 23510148Hell or High Water instantly drew me in. I think This is because I enjoy the setting of the sea and islands in the Deep Six books a little more than I enjoy the bike shop setting of Black Knights. Anyway, Hell or High Water is about a team of retired Navy SEALs that have become salvage-guys. They are searching for the fabled wreck of the treasure ship Santa Christina. But their history comes to haunt them when a CIA agent that worked with them on a past SEAL job comes to them for help. A group of terrorists have stolen a stash of Chemicals that can be turned into horrific weapons. The CIA managed to sink their ship, but now the CIA needed to get to the chemicals before the terrorists come back to get them, and the Deep 6 team is the closest salvage team with government connections, and the only team that can get there in time. Of course, everything goes wrong or there wouldn’t be a story. Terrorist are horribly unpredictable, making for a great high-octane thrill ride to save the world. Hell or High Water had everything I loved in the second book, and it was great seeing the characters featured in Devil in the Deep meeting for the first time. I give this one two enthusiastic thumbs up (and an adult content warning. One of the SEALs has a heck of a thing for the Female CIA agent, and SEALs aren’t afraid to go after what they want, if you get my meaning)


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Free Ebook Friday! Valentine’s Day and Books, Boyfriends, or Chocolate

Love is in the air!

This week’s free ebook selection are all about romance.

Please check your genre… there are adult as well a young adult book in this mix.

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Freebie Friday! Free E-Books – Great Beginnings and Fantasy February

Today I’m offering two great freebie opportunities for two very different audiences.  Great Beginnings is a sampler of Christian Books

Fantasy February offers a bunch of fantasy books for all ages.

Either promo is sure to introduce you to more great authors, and you can’t lose with a free book! Enjoy!

 

Planting Literary Seeds: Growing a Community

Literary Debauchery

Growing a writing community isn’t easy. You start slow, you start small. A few writers gather in a dusty library room or a small corner of a bookstore. Maybe you trade manuscripts, or read passages aloud. Or you exchange personal stories of rejections, maybe even an acceptance or two. With luck, the group grows. More people join. Newbies, pros. All looking for someone who understands.

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The great thing about life is that you never know where a path may take you. The best case scenario? Small intimate gatherings swell to large groups. Members exchange hard-won wisdom, new markets, more rejections, but even better, more acceptances.

As a long-time member (and currently president) of the South Jersey Writers’ Group, I have seen new members come through our doors, perhaps a little nervous, eyeing us up like prey wandering into a room full of predators and I have to laugh a…

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