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It’s the Cover Reveal for Dragon Mount!

We’re only 6 weeks away from the release of Dragon Mount and here’s the prettiness!

Things can’t get any worse than being snatched by a dragon, until Anna is dropped into a bloodthirsty battle for the Draconic crown.

On what’s supposed to be a fun trip to New Zealand to recover from a painful breakup, Anna is kidnapped and flown away by a mythical beast bent on making her his queen. Anna’s rare blood type makes her the only viable mate in the islands, and with scores of dragons looking for her, escape isn’t likely.

Joe is the youngest and smallest dragon in the competition to become king. Now that he’s found Anna, all he needs to overthrow their tyrannical monarch is to bring her back to Dragon Mount before anyone can challenge his claim. But Joe is injured and unable to fly, and each passing second increases the risk of discovery.

Challenging the king means certain death, but Anna is Joe’s to lose. If the king finds her, he will bathe Dragon Mount in her blood, condemning Joe’s people to seventeen more years of brutal subjugation. The fate of the Draconi rests in the talons of their smallest dragon, and the clock is ticking.

If you love the feels you get from Jennifer L. Armentrout and the paranormal shape-shifting of Talon, you’ll roar for Dragon Mount.

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Dragon Mount is available for preorder now and you can read all the dragonly goodness in eBook, paperback, and deluxe hardcover. The deluxe hard cover version will have color images at the beginning of each chapter.

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Here is a sneak peak at the cover spread for the deluxe version.

Yay! I’m so excited!

The colored dragons in the chapter headers will only be available on the eBook version for a short time. Soon after release, the eBook will change to the no-picture version to reduce the file size. (Yeah, it’s a bummer, but it’s an Amazon thing. If you want the pretties, please be sure to preorder.)

AND

Because I love you guys… here’s the first chapter to get you going while you wait. Enjoy!

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Chapter 1

 

Anna didn’t need a man. What she needed was a dragon—a big, hulking, nasty dragon fully capable of biting the head off of any jerk who even thought of hurting her. As she breathed in the essence of moonflowers drifting on the breeze, she knew this would be the place to find what she was looking for.

Well, she might not exactly find a dragon in New Zealand, but maybe enough magic to help her forget and start over.

A woman on the street corner spun a rack of postcards displaying pictures of the country’s pristine landscape. Anna’s stomach soured as she tucked back the dark hair that blew into her eyes. She and Andrew had dreamed of sitting in a little café, filling out postcards just like those, writing Wish you were here, suckers! over and over again. A hint of a smile touched her lips, before it fell away.

When they first started planning this vacation it was a pipe dream—the mutual coup de gras of their bucket lists. It was supposed to be their honeymoon.

Until a honeymoon was no longer needed.

“Stop thinking about him.” Her sister didn’t even look up from her fistful of pamphlets. “I can smell you brooding from here.”

The sun slipped toward the peaks in the distance, ending a day filled with terminals, planes, and busses. Anna shielded her eyes as the sky exploded with an orange and pink glow.

“It says here that those mountains you’re staring at are called Aoraki.” Sybil pointed to the text. “The original settlers believed that the sons of the sky god got their canoe stuck on a reef. They froze to death and became the mountains.” She smiled. “That’s kind of creepy. Right up your alley.”

Anna took a step toward the postcard vendor and stopped herself. Postcards were meaningless, but fun. They’d always been a favorite part of every vacation. But maybe not anymore.

She closed her eyes. How many things would she have to give up because they reminded her of him?

“Right now these Maori people are celebrating some sort of ancient fertility festival called the Seventeen Year.” Sybil snorted. “Fertility, huh? Sounds like my kind of party.”

Of course it was. Anything her sister could relate to sex was a good time. How could she be so flippant about things like that when guys…

Sybil lowered the pamphlets. “Stop. Thinking. About. Him.”

Anna sighed. How could she stop? She was standing on a street in New Zealand, where they’d dreamed of going since forever.

A fistful of brochures slapped Anna’s cheek. She stood stunned, gaping.

“You are going to enjoy this vacation if it kills me.” Sybil pointed the pamphlets at her like a sword.

Leave it to her sister to drag them both back to elementary school tactics.

A laugh popped out of Anna’s mouth as she splayed her hands. “I’m sorry. This is just harder than I thought it would be.” That was the hugest of understatements. “But I’m okay.” She nodded to herself. “I need this.”

More like she needed to do this. New Zealand wasn’t only her and Andrew’s dream. It was her dream. That didn’t change because he was out of the picture.

“What you need is a nice, stiff drink.”

Anna smiled. It probably couldn’t hurt. “I think I need some time for all this to soak in.”

“Then let’s call this a good start.” Sybil raised her hand into the air. “Taxi!”

“Wait. Where are we going?”

Her sister glanced back at her. “Like I said, to get a drink.”

“Is there something wrong with the hotel bar?”

Sybil waved at one of the approaching yellow cars. “Yes, it’s packed with tourists. I want to meet some New Zealanders.”

Her sister, the quintessential party girl. “We haven’t even unpacked and you already want to go bar hopping?”

“Oh, come on.” Sybil was inside the cab before Anna could argue. “Believe me, once this vacation is over, you’ll be a new person.”

Was there something wrong with her old person? Anna didn’t think so.

Well, not her old-old person. Growing up, she’d been ready for anything. She and Andrew were going to take on the world together.

Until she caught him in bed with someone else.

Mom had always called Anna a miniature explosion, ready to take on the world. The firecracker inside Anna had extinguished that night, and she hadn’t found a way to rekindle the spark.

She closed her eyes and swallowed the painful ball building in her throat. She was here to forget—to erase the bad and come home as a clean slate, ready to start over. This started by proving to herself that life no longer revolved around one guy.

In the distance, a large black bird soared toward the mountains. It circled as if it flew for the pure pleasure of feeling the wind in its feathers. That’s what she needed, the confidence to spread her wings and glide toward the horizon.

Sybil glared at her. “Don’t make me drag you into this car.”

Anna sucked in a deep breath before she slipped onto the worn, black seat beside her sister. “One drink. Promise.”

Her sister made a spectacle of rolling her eyes.

“Where to?” The driver’s accent made it sound like Wayer-tou.

Sybil leaned up and handed a brochure to him. She pointed to a handwritten note on the top of the page. “Do you know where this is?”

He snorted. “Kinda off the beaten path for a couple of Sheilas.”

Sybil flopped back in her seat. “Sounds perfect.”

Off the beaten path? Was she out of her mind?

Anna leaned closer as the cab pulled from the sidewalk. “This is crazy. We are in a foreign country with—”

“Not a care in the world.” She tapped Anna’s knee. “Relax. Trust me. We’re going to see where real New Zealanders hang out.”

Great. Just great.

Anna stared out the window as they left civilization behind. The approaching dusk cast a deepening haze over the hillside as clean, undisturbed green stretched out as far as the eye could see. The tension eased from Anna’s shoulders as she lost herself in undefiled nature.

She hated to admit it, but those rolling fields reached inside and mended part of the hole torn in her heart. She couldn’t imagine living somewhere with so much incredibly beautiful nothing.

“I have a surprise for you.” Sybil nudged her shoulder. “We’re not taking the movie site tour tomorrow.”

Anna spun toward her. “We’re not?”

“Nope. I changed our date to Monday.”

“Why?”

“Because tomorrow morning, you and your favorite sister are taking the plunge off Kawarau Bridge.”

Anna nearly choked. “What?”

“Yup. It’s all set up. They’re picking us up at our hotel at 8:30.”

“Are you out of your mind? I am not bungee jumping!”

“Yes, you are. It’s already bought and paid for. No refunds, no excuses.”

No excuses? Anna had a great big gaping excuse. Even back home in the US she erred on the cautious side. She really didn’t have a choice.

Eight years ago, she woke up after a car accident and found out she had a rare blood type. The hospital had to have plasma flown in from another state, and the delay almost killed her. Ever since, she’d been warned to take it easy and cautioned against foreign travel, but here she was, vacationing in New Zealand with a nutty sister who wanted them to plummet to their deaths tied to the ends of rubber bands.

“There is no way I’m jumping off a bridge.”

Sybil snickered as the cab pulled to a stop. “We’ll see.”

Her sister paid the cabbie as Anna stepped onto worn, colorful cobblestones. The black sconces encircling the weathered rock buildings and the matching streetlamps flared to life simultaneously. Anna jumped as one of them blew out.

“Surprise!” Sybil said.

Anna looked up and down the deserted street. “Surprise what?”

“Don’t you recognize it? This is the street they modeled Bree after.”

Anna looked again. “It is?”

“Yup. I found it on Wikipedia under little-known Lord of the Rings sites.” She narrowed her eyes. “One of these places is supposed to look just like the Prancing Pony inside.”

Anna took in the gnarled, wooden signs. She could barely read the names on some of them. At the far end of the road, four men in long coats entered a bar with a carved rooster hanging above the door. It seemed warm for coats that long. Must be a Kiwi thing.

Sybil grabbed Anna’s wrist and tugged her along the bumpy, colorful walkway toward a worn, timber door with wide, black hinges. “This place looks as good as any to start.”

Anna pulled out of her grip. “To start? I agreed to one drink.”

Sybil held her chest, feigning hurt. “Of course we’ll only have one drink.” She pulled Anna through the door. “Per bar.”

Anna sighed. With Sybil, there was always a loophole.

Inside, the tavern looked nothing like the Prancing Pony. It looked more like the bar in that old show Cheers that her father watched on Netflix. A circular bar dominated the center of the room. Its white-tiled surface clashed with the dark paneling. Flickering candles on cherrywood tables nestled against the wall cast a yellowish glow throughout the room. Inside the serving-circle, a dark-skinned man placed a glass into a huge wooden fixture hanging precariously over the bar.

“Welcome, ladies. Please, have a seat.” He gestured across the nearly empty bar and the mostly open tables. So much for meeting the locals.

Anna had to admit the tavern had its charm, though. The hotel bar had all the appeal of a meat market, while this place oozed culture.

An old man wearing a multi-colored, patchwork shirt sat alone at the table closest to the door. His tunic matched the vibrant weavings hanging from the walls like he was a part of the decor.

Combine him with the dead animal heads mounted above the entrance, and Anna felt as if she’d stepped back in time. If she could convince them to trash the plasma television screen, this place would be the perfect retreat.

She and Sybil settled on stools at the bar and ordered drinks. From the opposite side of the serving circle, a very light-skinned platinum-blond guy flashed a smile. His eyes mirrored the overhead lighting, making everything about him seem paler, as if he were dusted in white powder. Anna quickly looked away. She settled her eyes on the Malibu Bay Breeze the barkeep handed her, forcing her gaze to remain there so she didn’t stare.

“Is it always so quiet here?” Sybil asked the bartender.

“You missed the happy hour crowd. People have been staying in after dusk the past few days.”

Sybil frowned. “I guess we’ll have to come back earlier tomorrow.”

Or not.

Sybil had to notice that this wasn’t the Prancing Pony. Absorbing culture was fine and all, but Anna had her first taste of New Zealand on the car ride over here. She wanted to see more, not spend her time drinking.

The bartender walked to the other side of the counter and spoke to the blond guy. After a moment, they both turned toward Anna. She nearly choked on her drink before she looked away.

Her cheeks heated. The blond must have mentioned that she’d been staring at him. With skin that pale, he must have people stare at him all the time, and here she was, the gawking American, jumping on the bandwagon.

Anna concentrated on the ice cubes in her glass, trying to not look like she was aware the two men were still chatting.

About her? No, of course not.

But what if they were?

If she and Sybil had stayed at the hotel bar, like she’d wanted, she could’ve just caught the next elevator to her room and hid from all this awkwardness.

She leaned toward her sister. “This obviously isn’t the right place. Maybe we should go.”

“Come on, Sis. There’s more to sightseeing than movie locations. There’s a lot about the local culture I’d like to sample, too.” She spun her stool toward a table of three guys near the wall and sipped her drink through the thin, red stirring straw. Her lips turned up in a wry grin.

Anna’s eyes widened. “You came all the way to New Zealand to get laid?”

“Well, not only to get laid. But it’s on my to-do list.”

“What’s wrong with the guys in New Jersey?”

Sybil shrugged. “I might run into them again. I hate that. This will be more fun. No strings attached.” She smacked Anna playfully. “Not to mention New Zealand accents. Yum.”

Anna shook her head. “You’re crazy.”

“Me? And it’s not crazy to sit home every Saturday night?”

Hanging out at home was a perfectly respectable thing to do on the weekend. She and Andrew…

Anna cringed, closed her eyes, and refocused. There was no more she and Andrew. Not since she left for college. Not since she came home to surprise him on his birthday.

College had become her life after that night. Classes and studying. Nothing more.

Nothing more than lying awake at night, crying.

She gritted her teeth. She was not that girl anymore. She didn’t need a guy, and she didn’t need to go out on the weekend to look for another shitfaced, lying bastard. Anna worked her tail off studying all week. She needed to decompress and relax on her days off. Alone.

Anna cringed, then straightened. She didn’t want to be alone. Not really. But she wasn’t ready to get out there and date again. Andrew had been her world since middle school. She didn’t know how to be with anyone else.

Sybil would never understand that. Her sister’s plan was to play the field and be married to her cushy corner executive office for the rest of her life. There was nothing wrong with that, for her. Anna wanted the best of both worlds—a family and a job. She wasn’t going to find that hooking up with a guy she’d never see again.

“I don’t understand how you can even think of sleeping with a guy you’ve just met.” Anna sipped her drink and set it back on the bar.

“Believe me. It’s a heck of a lot easier than getting tied down in a relationship. Guys get crazy when they hang around too long. They get all protective and…” The word cheat hung on the edge of her lips before she copped out by sipping her drink.

Anna crumpled her napkin and threw in on the bar. “I don’t know, I think I still want what Mom and Dad had—the love of my life, job, and two point five kids?”

“Point five?”

“Yeah, my dog.” Anna watched the condensation drip down her glass. “Is it so wrong to want a guy that will do almost anything for me?”

“You’re dreaming, little sister. He doesn’t exist. I gave up looking for him years ago.”

But Dad existed. Could it be true that their generation hadn’t spawned any great guys?

The bartender adjusted the volume on the television.

A news reporter brushed back a lock of her dark hair and brought a microphone to her lips. “So there you have it. This small village, the third in as many nights, now lays in shock after this morning’s gruesome discovery. The identities of the women have not been made public yet, but NZN News has learned that two of the victims lived here in Wellington, and the third was a Norwegian tourist. Neighboring towns have called for a seven o’clock curfew tonight, as all of New Zealand prays for an end to this senseless killing spree.”

“They were disemboweled, just like the last two,” one of the guys at the table said. “I saw it on the internet. This bloke is a sadist or something.”

Last two? Holy crap! Were they anywhere near Wellington?

The bartender changed the channel. “I hope they catch him soon.”

“There be no one to catch,” the old guy in the colorful garb mumbled. “They look for a man. They need to turn their eyes to the sky. They seek what they are not prepared to find.”

A shiver ran down Anna’s spine. The tavern was oddly reminiscent of an old horror flick, and this weathered, creepy guy was the trope old codger that knew the truth, but no one believed him until they were running for their lives. If he was about to say that all of New Zealand was haunted by ancient bloodthirsty spirits, she was so out of here.

The guy at the other table turned in his seat. “What are you talking about, pop, some Maori legend?”

The old man’s eyes darkened. “Is no legend. We in a Seventeen Year. They should not be looking for a man.”

The table of guys laughed. “So what are they looking for, a dragon? I think you’ve had a few too many.”

“Every seventeen years the dragons fly. They search New Zealand for mates.” He pointed to the television. “This be the work of a gray dragon, the worst of them all.”

“Yeah, and Aoraki and his brothers got stranded on a reef and became the mountains.” One of the guys laughed into his beer.

Anna took in the old man’s colorful attire, remembering the brochure Sybil read to her. It seemed crazy that people still believed that kind of folklore.

The elder remained stoic. “How do you know they did not become the mountains, if you were not there?”

Anna bit back her smile. The ominous cloud in the room lifted as the table of guys snickered. It was sad they made fun of the old man, though. He couldn’t help what he’d been brought up to believe, no matter how ridiculous.

The bartender leaned across the counter toward her. “The bloke on the flipside would like to buy you a drink.”

Anna cringed. The guy she’d been staring at? She glanced around the barkeep. Blondie smiled at her.

“Umm, no thanks. Tell him no offense, I’m just passing through. I’m not going to be here that long.”

Sybil elbowed her. “What’s wrong with you?”

“He’s not my type.”

“What, he doesn’t have a pulse?”

“Shut up.”

Someone settled beside her, and Anna tensed. She turned her head slowly until her gaze met eerie, light blue eyes and even lighter skin.

Blondie smiled. “Hello, I’m sorry. I heard you turn down my drink. You’re not from around here, I suppose?” The New Zealand accent dripped from his pale lips. The package didn’t seem to fit together.

“Um, no. We’re from New Jersey.”

He tilted his head. “In England?”

“No. New Jersey as in the United States.”

His eyes widened. “Oh, that makes sense. You didn’t look or sound English. Anyway, in these parts, it’s customary for a man to buy a woman a drink to say hello. I was only being courteous. I didn’t mean to offend you.”

Sybil left her chair and sat on the other side of Blondie. She scribbled something on a napkin.

Anna shifted her weight. “In America, a guy buys a girl a drink if he’s trying to pick her up.”

“Pick her up?”

“As in a date.”

His eyes widened, showing more of the creepy glass-like pupils, which maybe, now that she looked closer, were eerily beautiful.

“That would be a bit presumptuous of me, wouldn’t it?” he asked. “I don’t even know your name.”

Sybil held up the napkin she’d been toiling over. It read:

Platinum blond babies are beautiful

Anna laughed. Well, no, it came out more like an embarrassing snort, but Blondie didn’t seem to notice, thank goodness.

She offered him her hand. “My name is Anna.”

Instead of shaking, he flipped her palm down and kissed her knuckles. Who in God’s name was this guy?

“It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Anna of the great continent of America. My name is Joesephutus.”

She shuffled her feet, trying to ward off the odd tingle in her toes. “Wow, that’s quite a name. Do you mind if I just call you Joe?”

His smiled seeped into her. “Only if you allow me to buy you that drink.”

Sybil gave a thumbs up over his head, and then returned to her place beside Anna.

Yeah, little sister Anna getting picked up in a bar would make Sybil’s day. Anna would never hear the end of it.

As she gazed into Joe’s haunting, crystal eyes, though, she couldn’t help but want to know more about this interesting man. She’d gone from being completely freaked out about his appearance, to enthralled.

Too bad 11,000 miles was too far for a long distance relationship. She needed to nip this in the bud before it went any further. “I’m sorry, but I’m really not interested.” An ache welled in her belly. She bit her lower lip to keep from retracting her words as Joe lowered his eyes.

His lips thinned. “No problem. Enjoy your time in New Zealand.” He bowed his head and returned to his seat.

Anna nearly stepped off her chair to stop him. After all, it was only a drink, and he seemed nice. Shoot, why couldn’t she be more like Sybil and okay with things like this?

An elbow in the back returned her attention to her sister. “What’s wrong with you?” Sybil said. “He was cute.”

“I don’t know.” And she didn’t. Anna’s stomach continued to whirl. Her skin ached, as if tugging her toward the other side of the bar, nudging her back to where Joe slipped into his seat and cradled his drink between his palms.

He’d been sweet and didn’t come on too strong like the asses in bars back home. The poor guy was probably just shy, and she’d totally turned him down.

Sybil was right, what was wrong with her?

A cool breeze whipped in when someone opened the door. Anna was glad for the touch of chill as she turned toward her sister.

“Holy hell,” Sybil whispered, her gaze fused to the entrance.

A man walked, no—slid through the entrance, but not in a slimy, snake-like way. It was more like gliding across the surface of a pond. He towered over everyone, well over six feet. Stopping in the center of the room, he placed his hand on his chest and bowed to the old man, who straightened, beaming.

The newcomer turned back to the bar, and Anna’s heart triple beat as his gaze brushed over her. His long, dark hair shifted slightly as he walked, coming close to falling over one eye, but not quite covering it. Anna had seen this man before, on the cover of hundreds of romance novels. He seemed painted; perfect, as if molded by an artist. She quivered, warming in all the most embarrassing places.

He smiled at Anna, before turning his attention to Sybil. As soon as his gaze left hers, a sweep of relief flooded Anna, as if she’d been held by something, but then let go.

Sybil blanched, her eyes wide as the stranger slipped his fingers over hers.

“Please forgive my forwardness.” He kissed the back of her hand, just like Joe had. “But you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” He leaned up, still holding her fingers. “You must allow me the honor of your company.”

His gaze darted over the bar, where Joe leaned back on his stool with a dumbfounded look on his face. The hot guy smiled before returning his attention to Anna’s sister.

Sybil blinked as if waking from a stupor. “Of course, please, sit.”

The man eased onto the seat beside them, his gaze never leaving Sybil’s. How was it that no matter where they were in the world, her sister managed to be a beacon for beefcake? It wasn’t fair. Well, not like Anna wanted to be eaten alive by a guy’s eyes, but damn, did her sister wear come and take me perfume or something?

“I’m Sybil. This is my sister, Anna.”

He lowered his head. “Miss Anna, a flower equally as lovely.”

Sure, but you went for the one that looked and dressed like a runway model. Hot guys never went for the plain ones. Not that she wanted him to leech onto her, but, you know.

“My name is Quenor.” He kissed Sybil’s knuckles again, this time hesitating as his lips touched her skin.

Sybil cleared her throat. “Quay-noor? You mean, like, Connor?”

His eyes bored into her like he hadn’t eaten in a month and she was a hot fudge sundae. “Connor sounds lovely with your accent.”

Wow, his own accent sang from his lips. Anna could listen to his voice forever. She had to tear her eyes away from him. Taking a deep breath, she placed her chilled glass to her temple to try to cool herself down. She definitely needed to get a grip.

“Can I get you something to drink?” the bartender asked Connor.

“Whatever the lovely Sybil is having is fine for me.”

Their gazes remained locked. Sybil seemed tongue-tied.

Icy fingers itched up Anna’s back. Something wasn’t quite right about this guy. There was hot, and then there was too hot. And then there was Connor. The attraction Anna felt when he looked at her, the attraction she still felt, even when he’d obviously chosen Sybil, bordered on hypnotic.

The bartender reached up and grasped a wineglass from the fixture hanging over the bar. As he pulled the cup down, the contraption tilted. Several of the glasses slipped from their housing and fell, shattering on the bar top.

Sybil cried out, and Anna gasped as a strong shove sent her stumbling off her seat. The bartender stood, gaping at the mess, while Blondie’s right knee angled up on the bar, and his other foot balanced on the stool that Anna had occupied. His left hand still held her from harm’s way, while his right held the fixture from falling at the same time. How had he gotten across the bar so quickly?

“I have this end.” Connor reached up, his long arms easily grabbing the other side of the fixture.

“Thanks,” the bartender said, helping them ease the wooden frame safely to the floor. His face contorted and reddened with the effort, while Joe and Connor lowered the fixture to the floor without difficulty.

Sybil held her hand to her chest, but her eyes remained glued to her new date.

Don’t worry, sis, no glasses hit me. No reason to check and make sure I’m all right or anything.

The barkeep grabbed a dustpan and saluted Joe and Connor with the sweeper brush. “Your drinks are on the house, mates.”

“Thank you, but that’s not necessary.” Joe turned to Anna, and his eyes widened. “You’re bleeding.”

She blinked in surprise. “What?”

He grabbed her hand, raising her red, glistening fingertip. “You’ve been cut.”

“It’s not that bad.”

His gaze centered on her fingertip. His brow furrowed as a red bead dripped down to her palm.

She trembled. “Umm, you can let go of me, now.”

His gaze flicked to hers and held. He leaned closer. Her pulse throbbed in her ears like she was underwater. The room spun, but dizziness didn’t overcome her. The beat of her heart seemed to slow while every inch of her yearned to lean closer and breathe this beautiful stranger in.

Breathe him in? What in God’s name had gotten into her, and why was this guy still holding her wrist?

She tried to push him away, but slipped, smearing blood across his cheek. He hardened his grip, as another red droplet beaded on her fingertip.

Her gaze drew back to his light blue, crystalline eyes. She needed to scream, to slap him in the face, to run. She couldn’t move, though. Her breaths came shallow and raspy. Part of her longed to kiss away the crimson stain that tainted the edge of his pale lip.

Wait. What?

The brightness of the blood against his milky skin caused flashes of Edward Cullen to run through her mind. The idea was ridiculous, of course. No one believed in vampires. That was almost as stupid as believing in fairies.

But he was fairy-like, now that she thought about it, with those icy blue eyes and white hair. He actually pulled off his albinism with an air of sex appeal. Well, not the dripping screw-me sexy like Connor, but there was definitely something about this guy who was still… fixating on her bloody cut like a deranged lunatic.

He released her.

She nearly stumbled, but grabbed the edge of her stool instead. “What is wrong with you?”

He blinked as if clearing his eyesight. “I-I don’t know.” He stared at her finger like it might bite him.

Okay, so, yes—this guy was cute, but he obviously had some serious issues.

She grabbed a napkin and wrapped her wound. “In case you were wondering, that is not the way to get an American girl’s attention.”

“I know, I-I’m sorry.” He rubbed his temples. “I-I didn’t mean to offend.”

Connor left Sybil’s side and grabbed Joe’s shoulder. “Joesephutus, are you all right?”

He wiped the blood from Joe’s face with his bare hand and then stared at his fingers.

“Wait, you two know each other?” Anna asked.

The taller man whipped his face in her direction. His gaze focused on her with an intensity that made her want to cower in the corner. Connor leaned closer and drew in a deep breath. Was he… smelling her?

Joe became pale. Well, pale-er if that was even possible. He took a stilted breath before elbowing Connor’s considerably larger bulk out of the way and taking Anna’s uninjured hand. “Anna, I would really, really like to buy you that drink.”

His grip tightened. Not painful, but strange. Possessive. Every part of her screamed to tug her hand from his, but all she could do was stare into those glassy, light eyes.

Connor laughed, tapping Joe on the back. “I can’t believe it. You are one lucky little…”

The door to the bar flung open and slammed against the wall as if it had been kicked.

The cool breeze thickened the air.

Connor nudged Joe.

“I feel it,” Joe said.

Holding Sybil’s shoulder, Connor glanced at Anna, then Joe. “We need to get your little lass out of here.”

“I’m aware of that.” Joe turned to the barkeep. “Do you have a back exit?”

“Too late,” Connor whispered.

Joe grumbled under his breath, tightening his grip on Anna’s arm. He leaned close to her ear. “If you get the opportunity, run like your life depends on it.” He glanced at the door. “Because it does.”

[End of sneak peek]

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Jennifer M. Eaton

USA Today Best Selling Author of Dragon Mount and the Fire in the Woods Series

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This is a fantabulous way for me to help get new books out to my fans, and you guys get to try out some new authors for free and hopefully love them enough to check out the rest of their catalogs.

Sound good?

Great!

First up is Fantastic Voyages. With over 100 free Science Fiction books to choose from, you’re bound to find a new favorite. Click on the link below to browse through the covers. Enjoy!

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It’s release day for Sirens and Scales! Get your dragon and mermaid fix, and then some!

You guyzzzzzz!

This is it—release day for Sirens and Scales!

How about a few more exclamation points?!!!!!!!!!!

Today only Sirens and Scales still 99 cents but the price is set to increase anytime tomorrow. If you haven’t preordered, now is you last change to pick up this incredible limited edition box set of 20+ Dragon and Mermaid novels including the WORLD premiere of my brand new book DRAGONMOUNT at this incredible introductory price.

Order now on: Amazon   |   iBooks   |   Kobo   |   Nook |   iTunes   |   Barnes & Noble

If you are one of the lucky ones who preordered, check you eReader, because Sirens and Scales is probably already in your hot little hands!

Enjoy, guys! I really hope you love DRAGONMOUNT, and don’t forget to check out the other great authors in the set.

If you still need a little coaxing, here is the first chapter of DRAGONMOUNT to get you in the mood…

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Things can’t get any worse than being snatched by a dragon, until Anna is dropped into a bloodthirsty battle for the Draconic crown.

A trip to New Zealand was supposed to be a fun distraction for Anna after yet another painful breakup. Instead, she’s snatched and flown away by a mythical beast bent on making her his queen. Anna’s rare blood type makes her the only viable mate in the islands, and with scores of dragons looking for her, escape isn’t likely.

Joe is the youngest and smallest dragon in the competition to become king. Now that he’s found Anna, all he needs to overthrow the current corrupt monarch is to bring her back to Dragonmount. He’s injured and unable to fly, though, and each passing second increases the risk of discovery.

If the current king finds Anna, he will use her to secure his throne and slaughter her to celebrate his victory. Anna is Joe’s to protect, and he will not allow the king to defile her or his people ever again— even if it means challenging a dragon five times his size.

If you love the feels you get from Jennifer L. Armentrout and the shape-shifting goodness of Talon, you’ll roar for DRAGONMOUNT.

 

Chapter 1

 

Anna dragged her fingertips along the glass, taking in the rolling, green valley spread out beyond the rooftops outside her hotel room window. The snow-capped mountains in the distance called to her, promising views she’d been dreaming of since she first saw hobbits and elves on the movie screen.

New Zealand. She could hardly believe it.

She drew in a deep breath. When she first started planning this vacation with Andrew, it was a pipe dream— the mutual coup de gras of their bucket lists. It was supposed to be their honeymoon.

Until a honeymoon was no longer needed.

The television cut to a commercial for toothpaste as her sister walked through the room reading a pamphlet.

“It says here that those mountains you’re staring at are called Aoraki.” She pointed to the text. “The original settlers believed that the sons of the sky god got their canoe stuck on a reef. They froze to death and became the mountains.” She smiled. “That’s kind of creepy. Right up your alley.”

Anna pressed her forehead to the glass, allowing the pane to cool her skin as she watched people wander the streets below.

“Right now these Maori people are celebrating some sort of ancient fertility festival called the Seventeen Year.” Sybil snorted. “Fertility, huh? Sounds like my kind of party.”

Of course it was. Anything her sister could relate to sex was a good time.

The television commercial cut to a news anchor. She picked up a stack of papers and tapped them twice on the desktop.

“Breaking news from North Island,” the woman announced. “Sources investigating the recent rash of murders report that the bodies of at least two more women were found in the Wellington area this morning. Local law enforcement asks all New Zealand, especially women, to take extra precautions while traveling at night. More on this story, and the women behind these growing statistics tonight at eleven.”

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I’m going to be in a HUGE Anthology! Check it out!

You Guyszzzzzz!

I finally have the okay to announce that my new book DRAGONMOUNT will world premier on January 9 as part of Sirens and Scales!

Sirens and Scales is a huge anthology of over 20 full-length Dragon and Mermaid novels by some award-winning and USA Today Best Selling authors!

And guess what? To help get the word out, for a limited time you can get the entire collection on ebook for just $0.99!

No, that’s not a typo. It is really only $0.99.

That’s less than five cents a book!

Here’s the gorgeous cover. Can you stand it?????

You can preorder Sirens and Scales today and take advantage of the $0.99 introductory price and all the books will magically show up in your E-reader on January 9.

 

Order now on: Amazon | iBooks | Kobo | Nook | iTunes | Barnes & Noble

I’ll have more on my contribution, DRAGONMOUNT in the upcoming weeks.

Here is the anthology blurb. Enjoy!

1 Collection. 26 Tales of Enchantment and Danger!  From the darkest skies to the deepest seas, dive into a breathtaking collision of mermaids, dragons, sirens, and more in SIRENS & SCALES, a unique Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Romance Collection!
Your travels through these stories of dazzling ocean tides and the dizzying reaches of the heavens will leave you breathless. Join dragon shifters and mer-creatures for an experience of salty seafaring adventures and magnificent airborne enterprises where sky meets sea, love meets its match, and imagination has no end. With 26 full-length stories of enchanting fiction, you’ll learn the secrets of Atlantis, soar to uncharted peaks, and discover creatures of wing and fin and those who love them. Ready to set sail and catch the tide before your chance for adventure is lost forever? Then order this collection of BRAND NEW and EXCLUSIVE material from your favorite USA Today and award-winning authors before it’s gone for good!

Amazon | iBooks | Kobo | Nook | iTunes | Barnes & Noble

Including material from the following authors: Kellie McAllen, Award-Winning author Pauline Creeden, RJ Blain, Graceley Knox, Starla Night, USA Today bestselling author Gaja J. Kos, A.L. Knorr, Bethany Wicker, Ivy Quinn and Midnight Voss, Award-Finalist Natasha S. Brown, Isra Sravenheart, Harper Alexander, Rone Award Nominee C.S. Moore, Tina Glasneck, Award-Winning author Carly Fall, B. Kristin McMichael, Award-Winning author Natalie G. Owens and Zee Monodee, Konstanz Silverbow, N.D. Jones, USA Today bestselling author Cate Farren, USA Today bestselling author Kelly Anne Blount, TRR Reader’s Choice Nominee Jennifer M. Eaton, Jennifer Laslie, Mindy Ruiz, USA Today bestselling author Katalina, Leon D.D. Miers & B. Crow

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There you have it! I hope you are as excited as I am. I’ve been dreaming of an anthology like this since I was a little itty bitty baby author. I’m so stoked that I can offer all of you this amazing collection. I hope you love it!

   

Top five things that bring a character or a new fantasy world to life

35378068Today we are welcoming authors from the Fantasy Anthology “Braving the elements”, listing their top five things that bring a character or a new fantasy world to life.

Take a look, and if you agree, you might want to check out how they put their top five into action in the BRAVING THE ELEMENTS anthology.

by Claire Davon, Rebecca Hart, Terri Rochenski, Kelly Said, Michael Siciliano

Give Away below for a $50 Amazon gift card. Yay baby!

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You can pick up BRAVING THE ELEMETS at these great bookish places!

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The Sky Throne: Infighting Fractures Top Performing Academy

About the Sky Throne by Chris Ledbetter

33280983By every standard heretofore devised, Mount Olympus Preparatory Academia sat high atop the Pantheon League in both academics and athletics. Recent events, however, have caused a massive split, leading Kronos, Son of Gaia and Ouranos, to found Othrys Hall Academy to the south of its predecessor.

“Othrys,” Kronos said, “Will be the shining beacon on the hill, the lighthouse that guides our students home to knowledge and enlightenment. We will extract everything that was positive about MO Prep. And we will leave to rot all the aspects that simply don’t work. This is about giving students and their parents a better choice. If one school isn’t working for our students, if it’s failing, why punish the student? Why not give them a better option?”

When our reporters interviewed Ouranos, current headmaster for Mount Olympus, he had this to say, “It’s sad the way Kronos’ thirst for power and self-gratification led to the sowing of lies and disinformation such that our once strong and proud faculty has splintered. Along with my daughter, Rhea, we will rebuild our academia into a galactic powerhouse once again. That begins with our current 33280983student body. One student at a time. The dawning of a new revolution.”

The High Temple of China and the Two Rivers Senior Edubba of Sumeria now battle to ascend to the top spot in the Pantheon League in academics. The Celtic Academy of the Emerald Isle, Yggdrasil Institute of the Nine Realms, and the Aztec Coatepec Calmecac should challenge for athletic supremacy, if neither Othrys Hall nor Mount Olympus Prep can regain what was lost and return to greatness. Time will tell. Stay tuned for more developments.

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About the author:

Chris Ledbetter grew up in Durham, NC before moving to Charlottesville, VA in 11th grade.

After high school, he attended Hampton University where he promptly “walked-on” to the best drum line in the conference without any prior percussion experience. He carried the bass drum for four years, something his back is not very happy about now.

After a change of heart and major, he enrolled in Old Dominion University and

earned his degree in Business Administration. He’s worked in various managerial and marketing capacities throughout his life. He taught high school for six years in Culpeper, VA, and also coached football.

He has walked the streets of Los Angeles and New York City, waded in the waters of the Atlantic and Pacific oceans, and climbed Diamond Head crater on Hawaii and rang in the New Year in Tokyo, Japan. But he dreams of one day visiting Greece and Italy.

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About The Sky Throne

Duality dwells at every turn, and an adolescent Zeus will learn that all too well when Hyperion attacks his family on Crete.

33280983When the dust settles, his mother is unconscious and his best friend left for dead.

Stacking epic insult upon fatal injury, Zeus discovers the woman who raised him is not his biological mother. But to ensure her safety while she recovers, a heavy-hearted Zeus leaves her behind to seek answers at Mount Olympus Preparatory Academia.

Zeus embarks on a quest to discover who ordered the attack on his home, avenge the death of his friend, and find his birth mother. When some of his new schoolmates vanish, Zeus’s quest is turned upside down, and the only way to make things right is to access the power of The Sky Throne, confront a most dangerous enemy, and take his life back.

On his way to becoming king of the Greek gods, Zeus will learn to seize power, neutralize his enemies, and fall in love.

“Destined to have a sequel or two, young teens will appreciate the story, and teachers will appreciate that it instructs readers about the pantheon of gods.”–Kevin Beach, VOYA Magazine

Find it: Goodreads | Amazon | B&N | TBD | iBooks

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Giveaway Details:

1 winner will receive a 1 month subscription to Owl Crate, US Only.

Click here to enter!

 

Ready to Win 100 Paperback Books? It’s the #YASH 2017! Let’s go!

Hey there!

My name is Jennifer M. Eaton and today I am hosting the YA Scavenger Hunt, where you can win a set of TWENTY paperback books!

There are five teams playing, which means you can enter to win all 100 paperback books that are up for grabs!


This year I have a special BONUS giveaway of my own!

Enter to win your choice of book from BookDepository.com (Value $10 or less)


Enter Rafflecopter HERE


YA Scavenger Hunt

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 for five days!

Go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page to find out all about the hunt. There are FIVE 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, an orange team, a purple team, and a green 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 9, at noon Pacific Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.

SCAVENGER HUNT Bonus Material
I’m Not Her 

9468234“For the first time in my life, I didn’t feel envy…” Tess is the exact opposite of her beautiful, athletic sister. And that’s okay. Kristina is the sporty one, Tess is the smart one, and they each have their place. Until Kristina is diagnosed with cancer. Suddenly Tess is the center of the popular crowd, everyone eager for updates. There are senior boys flirting with her. Yet the smiles of her picture-perfect family are cracking and her sister could be dying. Now Tess has to fill a new role: the strong one. Because if she doesn’t hold it together, who will?


Bonus material! This happens after “I’m Not Her”…

Almost three years after I’M NOT HER is over, Tess is graduating from high school and there are a few familiar faces joining her….

GRADUATION DAY

Teenagers in navy blue graduation gowns are swarming the main floor of the convention center.

“I just wish Tess could have worn something a little more appropriate underneath the gown,” Mom whispers to Dad as we make our way through the crowded room, but of course it’s loud enough that I hear it. I think half my graduating class and their families hear her.

I glance down at my grad gown. Against my better judgement and motivated only by the desire to make my mom happy, I’ve given in to social protocol. Underneath the gown, I’m wearing what has to be considered an extremely appropriate dress by every mother in this building. I’ve also allowed her to drag me off to her hairdresser and my ginger locks are shiny and wavy, the way mom likes them. I’m even wearing make-up. With a sigh, I lift a foot and admire my shoes. This is what she objects to, but this is where I quite literally put my foot down. I have a suitable dress and fluffy hair but I’m wearing my purple Converse sneakers. In my opinion, they’re the most appropriate part of my outfit.

“You look amazing.” Kristina links her arm through mine and narrows her eyes in the direction of our shared nemesis. “She looks perfect,” she calls to mom and she overemphasizes the word perfect as she squeezes my arm tight. Kristina smells delicious of course, she always does. We stop walking then, halted by the growing crowd. Kristina lets me go. “The shoes are perfect, too,” she says quietly. Her eyes twinkle because we’ve grown pretty fond of abusing that word over the last couple years.

Kristina is even more startling beautiful these days. Her blond hair glistens and she sparkles in a loose short dress, even though we both know Mom suggested she wear a nice pair of slacks. The dress kicks ass though and also shows off her new prosthetic leg.

“You girls,” Mom says from where she’s also stopped, just ahead of us. She blinks quickly and wipes away tears, dabbing under her eyes to make sure her make up isn’t ruined. “Giggling together like you did when you were toddlers. You both make me so proud.” She means it too. That’s part of her paradoxical charm.

I feel a big hand sweep in and take hold of mine, engulfing, and swallowing it up. My heart beats happily as I turn and look up. “Superman!” I say. “Wow. You look amazing.” And he does. The blue grad gown makes his floppy dark hair look dapper and kind of polished. I swoon a little, even though he’s been my boyfriend for over two years now.

“Lois Lane,” Clark answers with a nod of his head, his eyes dancing behind his dark rimmed glasses. “You look pretty amazing yourself. Especially the sneaks.” He squeezes my hand and bends down and kisses me on the cheek. “But everything else too,” he whispers before he straightens.

“I tried, Clark,” my mom tells him. “I tried to get her to wear heels like a normal girl, but she wouldn’t give in.”

“Nor would I expect her to,” Clark tells my mom and gives my hand another soft squeeze.

Mom rolls her eyes but steps forward to pat him on the arm. She’s grown fond of Clark over the last couple of years. At first when we were just friends, she didn’t really get him, but he’s grown on her. I think even more so since he filled out and got hot. She tries not to care about things like that, but she is who she is, and she does.

“Oh, my God, Clark,” Kristina tell him. “You look amazing. You guys are so freaking cute together. Put your arm around her and stand closer for a picture.”

Kristina’s iPhone is out and she’s snapping pictures of us while Mom finds a friend to gab with and Dad wanders off in search of something to drink from the bar.

“Jeremy would have loved this,” Kristina says when she’s done snapping photo’s. Her eyebrows push together and the old sadness that she used to wear like a sweater around her shoulders appears on her face.

“He would,” Clark agrees and then he lets go of my hand and puts both hands around my sister and hugs the shit out of her.

“Hey!” A deep voice calls, powering over the buzz of voices around us. “You making moves on my girl?”

The three of us turn towards Adam, Kristina’s boyfriend who’s hurrying towards us and Clark lets go quickly.

“You know I can arrest you for any number of reasons in my profession,” Adam jokes. He’s a cop, but he’s sweet and gets extra points for being madly in love with my sister. Kristina met at a cancer fundraising event a couple years before. He chased her for months before she agreed to go out with him.

Clark’s cheeks turn a little pink. Adam’s part of our lives now, but Clark is still adorably awkward around him sometimes. Adam’s only about five years older than us, but he just seems way more grownup.

Kristina smacks Adam on the shoulder when he reaches for a hug, and he laughs. “I’m just bugging you, Clark, don’t look so worried,” he tells him and turns to me. “Tess. You look great!” He smiles widely. “Congrats on your big day, guys!”

“High school graduation,” I tell him. “So, it’s not exactly the biggest accomplishment in the world.” “Graduating near the top of your class with honors and however many academic and art scholarships you have, is though,” Kristina says. “I barely even passed my Senior year.”

“You were going through other stuff,” I remind her. “And now you’re halfway through your Journalism degree and on your way to other adventures, so I think you’re doing just fine…..” I roll my eyes to show that she is, as usual, setting the bar pretty high.

Adam puts his arm around her. “Beauty and brains run in the Smith family. As well as good taste in men.”

Kristina smiles at him. “Whatever, Charmer. This is Tess’s day.” She smiles at Clark. “And yours too.”

She waves her hand in front of her face then and blinks fast. “God. I can’t believe you’re moving to San Francisco soon, Tess. Art College.” She blinks away tears. “I’m going to miss you so much.”

I reach for Clark’s hand and squeeze it.

There’s an announcement over the speakers for all grads to report to the Source Room. “It’s time,” I say to Clark. I glance at Kristina, to make sure she’s okay but she’s smiling again and I know the bubbling over emotions are probably due to her pregnancy, too.

Adam reaches down and pats her bump. Kristina is young, and the baby unexpected, but it’s a miracle baby and everyone is thrilled. After her chemo and surgery, the doctor’s thought she couldn’t get pregnant and yet, here she is only a few weeks away from giving birth.

“I’m proud of you, Tess,” she says. She reaches out and hugs me. “You’re going to have an amazing time in San Francisco. But you better not leave until this baby is out of me. You’re going to be the best Auntie ever.”

I hug her back hard. I haven’t told her yet. That I’m not going to Art school after all. Everyone I love is right here in Tadita. In Washington State. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about what’s important to me. And what I want to do with my life. And I plan to tell everyone, soon starting with Clark.

But not tonight.


About Janet Gurtler

A Rita Award Finalist and Crystal Kite Award Finalist, Janet Gurtler’s young adult books have been chosen for the JUNIOR LIBRARY GUILD SELECTION and as BEST BOOKS FOR TEENS from the Canadian Children’s Book Center. Janet lives in Okotoks Alberta, Canada with her husband, son, and a chubby black Chihuahua named Bruce.

 


And don’t forget to enter the contest for a chance to win a ton of books from the participating authors! 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!


 

And Don’t forget

This year I have a special BONUS giveaway of my own!

Enter to win your choice of book from BookDepository.com ($10 value or less) CLICK HERE! Woohoo!

Are you all entered to win your choice of novel from BookDepository.com ($10 or less)?
Awesome! Carry on to the next author in the YA Scavenger hunt!


 
To keep going on your quest for the hunt, you need to check out the next author! [Gretchen McNeil]

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Spending the day with a few thousand kids… My thoughts on the grand adventure called the South Eastern YA Book Festival @seyabookfest

A few weeks ago, I attended the Southeastern YA Book Festival in Murfreesboro Tennessee. This is a fantastic teen-centric event that takes place over three days.

I was a little nervous heading out there, to be honest. I had to fly to get to TN, and after being disappointed by the turnout and/or engagement at most book festivals, I was very worried that this would not be worth the time and expense. What I found when I got there, was the most well-run and considerate event I’ve ever attended.

Arrival:

A bubbly, friendly SE-YA advocate Emily picked me up at the airport and drove me to my hotel. My hotel room was ready with a comfy bed, and a bad of goodies to make me feel at home after a long day of traveling.

 Day One:

After breakfast at the hotel, Lovely book-lover Marcia picked author Mindee Arnett and I up and brought us to Siegel High school, where the school librarian, Deborah, introduced us to two separate groups of about 100 kids each. What a wonderful morning speaking to the kids, answering questions, and signing books. Then we sat back and relaxed and enjoyed a delicious lunch with the library staff and our driver before we were whisked back to our hotel for a nap. Dinner ended up being a big social affair. With 30 authors all staying in the same hotel, there were plenty of opportunities to make connections and meet new friends.

Day Two (AKA Holy Toledo!)

Day two was the official kick off of the SE-YA book fest. I wasn’t nervous until our driver pulled into the campus of Middle Tennessee State University, and I saw roads closed and cops directing traffic, and school busses (many school busses) unloading.

I think someone said 2000 kids were bussed in from schools all over Tennessee. Let me tell you, saying 2000 kids, and SEEING 2000 kids are two very different things.

 

After light refreshments in the green room, we were assigned a “whisker” whose job was to make sure we got to our events on time (sooooo helpful). I spoke on a panel in the morning in front of a crowd of 400 (I think, I didn’t count) kids. What a rush!


Then it was off to the bookstore, where the real mayhem began. The kids were so excited, and there were so many! I took some 30 second breaks in between signing posters, books, t-shirts, Tupperware, and even people’s arms. It was an unending line of happy, excited kids.

So much fun!

After that we were whisked back to the green room for lunch, followed by another panel of 400-ish kids and another book signing. What a jam-packed day!

I have never seen so many kids excited about reading. Hats off to the schools for keeping reading alive in Tennessee! That night, there was a lovely reception to honor the volunteers, which gave the authors and volunteers time to sit and chat and enjoy some great food. It was a really nice evening.

Day Three (Ummm, Snow?)

Yup, snow. Kinda stinky since our whiskers had to whisk us between buildings that were pretty far away. Luckily enough, my whisker had a golf cart. I felt bad for everyone who had to walk between buildings but I was totally blessed with the transport. I was not prepared for snow whatsoever! I think our 9:00 panel was a little effected by the snow. I think there were about 25 people attending, but no worries! The Sci-Fi Fantasy panelists were ready to rock, and we had a great time.

I think this was the most fun I’ve ever had on a panel. Then we were whisked off again back to the bookstore for another signing, then lunch, then a second panel, second signing, then back home where I collapsed on the bed and took a nap for an hour before the dinner frivolity started. Dinner was a great time to meet up and make friends with authors and discuss how much fun we all had during the day.

Day Four: Traveling home

It wasn’t until the plane ride home until I was really capable of taking stock and absorbing all that had happened. This was an amazing event, and for the first time in my life, I told my husband:

“Wow, I would not even hesitate if someone asked me to do this again.”

Thank you to all the volunteers who put together this wonderful event.

SE-YA ran like a well-oiled machine. I find it hard to believe that this was only your second year. You guys made this look so effortless, but I have been to enough events to know HOW MUCH EFFORT goes into making something look that easy. You opened up the world of reading to thousands of kids.

SE-YA, this is an event you should all be extremely proud of.

 

It’s Release Day for Embers in the Sea! Dork Dancing Allowed for Everyone!

embers-coverYou guys! The day is finally here! EMBERS IN THE SEA, Book 3 of my FIRE IN THE WOODS series is finally out loose in the world.

And early reviews give it 4.75 stars!

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Wahoooo!

To be honest, a few years ago I never dreamed there would be more than one book let alone three, and I’m thrilled to pieces you guys have embraced my little alien action adventure with such gusto.

 Saving the world is tough work, but don’t worry, Jess and David are up to the challenge at least one more time!


This is going to be a short note, because so much is going on right now that I can hardly keep up, but I’ll paste the blurb below if you want to check it out.


Just in case you’re new here, the first five chapters of FIRE IN THE WOODS are available to read free on Wattpad. Click here to start your race through the woods!


Book One is on sale today if you want to check it out!

Here’s the blurb and a puuurrrtttyyyy picture of EMBERS on my eReader. (Insert crazy author giggle of glee here)

embers-reveal2Alien scientist David has dealt with disappointment his entire life, but failing to breathe life into the planet Mars is his greatest regret. Out of options and in need of a new home for their people, the alien Caretakers rekindle their plan to inhabit Earth. First they will have to eliminate the human race, including Jess, the only human David holds dear.
Humanity has one final chance at survival. David needs to emulate Earth’s precipitation on Mars. But the catalyst to make it rain lies in the fathomless depths of Earth’s ocean.
The clock is ticking down to humanity’s last hours as Jess and David face a world more alien than either of them can imagine. The sea hides secrets, but some secrets don’t want to be found.

And there you have it! I really hope you love this one, guys, and thanks again for all your support!

Alien Kisses! —Jennifer


embers-coverAlien scientist David has dealt with disappointment his entire life, but failing to breathe life into the planet Mars is his greatest regret. Out of options and in need of a new home for their people, the alien Caretakers rekindle their plan to inhabit Earth. First they will have to eliminate the human race, including Jess, the only human David holds dear.

Humanity has one final chance at survival. David needs to emulate Earth’s precipitation on Mars. But the catalyst to make it rain lies in the fathomless depths of Earth’s ocean.

The clock is ticking down to humanity’s last hours as Jess and David face a world more alien than either of them can imagine. The sea hides secrets, but some secrets don’t want to be found. Embers in the Sea is part one of the heart-stopping finale to Jennifer M. Eaton’s Fire in the Woods series.


Available wherever books are sold

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It’s the cover reveal for EMBERS IN THE SEA!

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Can you believe it?

The big day is almost here!

We’re rocketing straight into 2017, when the third book in my YA science fiction series FIRE IN THE WOODS will finally be released into the world.

Are you excited?

I am!

EMBERS IN THE SEA releases January 31, 2017 and is already up for preorder at a few wonderful bookish places.

It’s really exciting to get another installment in this series out to you.


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PKO_cheer30010118YES there will be a race against the clock.

YES there will be space ships.

YES there will be SWEET ALIEN GOODNESS!


Without further ado, here is the awesome cover for book three in the fire in the woods series, EMBERS IN THE SEA.

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About EMBERS IN THE SEA

Alien scientist David has dealt with disappointment his entire life, but failing to breathe life into the planet Mars is his greatest regret. embers-coverOut of options and in need of a new home for their people, the alien Caretakers rekindle their plan to inhabit Earth. First they will have to eliminate the human race, including Jess, the only human David holds dear.

Humanity has one final chance at survival. David needs to emulate Earth’s precipitation on Mars. But the catalyst to make it rain lies in the fathomless depths of Earth’s ocean.

The clock is ticking down to humanity’s last hours as Jess and David face a world more alien than either of them can imagine. The sea hides secrets, but some secrets don’t want to be found.

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Wahoooo!

I hope you love the cover, and I hope you love EMBERS IN THE SEA even more!

Fire in the Woods Cover Ashes in the Sky Cover 2016 embers-cover

Look! It’s a matched set!


 

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Ashes and Fire2You can find Fire in the Woods and Ashes in the Sky at all these awesome bookish places!

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