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Court of Thorns and Roses Box Set Giveaway! Super Easy Entry!

I’m super excited about this Court of Thorns and Roses Hardcover box set giveaway! I’m one of six YA fantasy authors sponsoring this Sarah J. Maas giveaway. All you have to do to enter to win A Court of Thorns and Roses (Hardcover) box set AND a coloring book is subscribe to one or all of our newsletters!

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Back from vacation, and how about some fun free reads?

Hey, guys. It’s been a while because I’ve been crazy writing! I have so many irons in the fire it’s not funny.

I did take a vacation. Yay! This is me zip-lining at Wonder Works in Myrtle Beach, SC, USA after spending a few hours walking and climbing through an obstacle course five stories in the air! Great time with my three teen aged boys.

But now it’s back to writing. I am happy to announce that my NA Science Fiction romance is almost ready for editing. Yay! The title is tentatively Lost in Starlight.

Death Witch, my young adult reaper story is going into editing next.

And the biggie everyone is waiting for… my YA fantasy series Whispers of Sorcery book three is almost done. These will be edited back to back for rapid release.

This is writing retreat month, and I am seriously considering setting everything aside and seeing if I can write an entire novel in a week. I know, it’s crazy, but I’d love to know if I can do it.

“But Jennifer,” you’re thinking… “If you could just focus that energy, you’d have that fantasy series out by now!”

Well, yes, you’d be right about that. My muse has been all over the place. I’m working on focusing, really I am, but I find I write better when I work on the project my brain feels like writing at the time. Unfortunately my muse and I are not on the same timeline. Does anyone else have that problem? Just me? Gah!!!!!

Anyway, while you are waiting, here are some fun free and discounted book promotions that I am participating in, including the super fun Christmas in July promotion, featuring all Christmas themed books. Yay!

Happy reading!

 

A surprise new release!

You Guyyyssszzzzz!

I have a surprise new release for you!

And, yes, this will be a surprise for most of you.

But first, an update.

And now, for the surprise new release!

Today marks the debut of my adult romance pen name, Mia Nombre.

Now, there is a little story behind this….

Last year, a friend and I were discussing adult alien romance, and during the conversation she said that I should write an alien romance of my own. I laughed it off at first, but by the end of the conversation, she’d given me the dreaded “Triple Dog Dare” to write one. And, as everyone knows, you cannot say no to a triple dog dare!

So, I took a short two week break from my normal schedule and busted one out, laughing my way through the entire thing. (I have to admit, it was very fun to write).

When I was done, I sent it to a professional adult romance writer to get her opinion, and she was wildly excited about it, and prompted me to send it to publishers.

Less than a year later, here we are, with the debut of my new pen name, and my adult alien romance Bred to Order.

If you are a fan of science fiction romance that is **HEAVY ON THE ADULT CONTENT**, I hope you give Bred to order a try. It’s written in the same style as my general audience stuff, but with no closed doors. Snort… insert laugh and blush here. Ha!!!

Description:

Caroline vanishes without a trace every few years, and no one knows why.

This time, Caroline promises herself she will remember. When she wakes up in outer space, though, she’s thrown into a world where she’s a piece of property—a bred-to-order concubine to an alien scientist.

Dae is dedicated to saving lives, but time in deep space is lonely. Enter, Caroline. Yes, he’d created her to his specifications, and arranged for her to be delivered to him every few years; but he loved her from the day they first met. She loves him, too, but for some reason she has no recollection of him or the time they’d spent together.

He can sence her growing warmth as her memories slowly return, but she is unable to accept that he technically owns her. She’ll come around, eventually, so they strike a bargain. If she is still unhappy in two weeks, he will set her free. Caroline clings to this hope, despite her growing attraction to this man she can barely remember. Dae will do anything in his power to convince her to stay, though. Forever, if he has his way.

Available now on Amazon.com.

To find out more about Mia Nombre visit my new website www.mianombre.com.


For the rest of you, sit tight!

My new dragon novel and my fantasy series Whispers of Sorcery are coming soon!

Catch ya later! Jennifer M. Eaton and (And Mia Nombre)

It’s the Cover Reveal for INVADED!

You Guys!

I’m so excited (and maybe a little nervous) to reveal the cover of my new novel INVADED.

Why nervous?  Well, INVADED is an extremely different novel for me.

In many ways it is soooooo me—

 

Action packed? CHECK.

Romance? CHECK.

All the feels? CHECK.

Out-of-this-world plot? DOUBLE CHECK.

 

But this isn’t my typical light-hearted story. This is a paranormal serial killer murder mystery that takes place in present day.

This puppy is NOT light in any way, shape, or form. It also isn’t a quick read. This is a 460-page monster book. (Well, monster for me. It’s nearly double the size of my normal books.)

And this novel is meant for adults. This means adult content. Please expect all the intense imagery and a emotion you’ve come to expect from my stories, but from a very adult angle. Some of the scenes may be disturbing— I mean, SERIAL KILLER, get it?

So, if you are okay with an adult read, and you enjoy a good thriller, I hope you love INVADED. This is a book that SCREAMED to be told. (Pun only partially intended.)  Sneak peek of the first chapter below the cover reveal!


 

Four people. Two bodies. One nightmare.

 

INVADED COVER

The day Tracy Seavers dies, Detective John Peters arrives on the scene of the car accident to find she has miraculously walked away. An impossible conclusion, had the same thing not happened to him five years before. John suspects Tracy is now host to an alien entity with incredible healing power, and sometimes sinister needs.

John wants Tracy almost as much as the entity inside him yearns for the new alien hiding within the beautiful brunette. The last time John got involved with another host, though, it ended in disaster. So Tracy is off-limits, no matter how much he and his entity want to wrap themselves around her. Instead, he throws himself into the ultimate distraction: finding the serial killer stalking their town.

When both John and Tracy start having blackouts, and new evidence points to an entity as the killer, John has to admit that now even he is a suspect; and the only other alien in town lives inside Tracy. Unless he can find another.

The South Jersey Slasher strikes again tonight. The clock is ticking—and Tracy is missing. Again.

If you love the emotional connection of Jennifer L. Armentrout, the alien possession in THE HOST, and the dark intrigue of Criminal Minds, you’ll die for INVADED.


 If you read on Kindle, you can preorder your copy here from Amazon.com.


Sneak peek at INVADED

Chapter 1

Detective John Peters squatted beside a bloodstained patch of sand. He tuned out the news helicopters circling the bridge overhead. The overturned tractor-trailer and the smashed blue sedan straddling the guardrail above would make for a decent headline, but they always wanted more. He could feel their cameras zooming in, looking for the body they’d been promised. But deceased accident victim, Tracy Seavers, was no longer there.

“Dead girls don’t just get up and walk away.” The off-duty EMT, first on-scene, folded his arms. “I’m telling you, that girl was lightyears past CPR.”

The odor of diesel engines carried on the late-summer breeze as another firetruck arrived on the bridge. Circumventing the body’s last known location, John blotted out the noise and concentrated on the conundrum at hand.

“There was nothing I could do for her.” The EMT shaded his eyes, squinting at the collision scene above. “I heard the other girl screaming, so I climbed the hill to see if I could help.”

John nodded. The roommate, Laini Hanson, was damn lucky she’d stayed in the car. Too bad Seavers hadn’t done the same.

He crouched in the space between the impact-site and a pink, size-nine loafer lying sideways in the sand. A trail of footprints led into the trees where a few uniformed officers directed doe-eyed interns on search and rescue procedures.

John sighed, surveying the reckless clusters of college students as they left holes in their search patterns any seven-year-old could avoid. If they hunted for their keys like they searched for a missing person, they’d never get out of their goddamn houses in the morning. But he couldn’t be particular about personnel when there were so few cops left in the district.

The detective in him hoped one of them would shout they’d found the girl. That’s what every cop wanted: a clean wrap-up. But this wasn’t going to be so simple, especially with this team.

John walked beside the prints: one foot bare, the other displaying the zig-zag pattern of the lost pink loafer. The steps were narrow, the un-shoed foot dragging with a possible limp. He glanced up to the bridge, where a tow truck started to haul the sedan off the guardrail.

The EMT was right. Chances were slim Seavers survived a twenty-six-foot fall, especially after being hit head-on by an eighteen-wheeler. But if the woman hadn’t walked away on her own, someone had taken a great deal of effort to make it look like she had.

His phone vibrated. John glanced down at the screen. He only followed one informational feed—the one he wasn’t supposed to have access to. The message wasn’t much of a surprise.

 

PAC Southern NJ.

Live accident scene intersection of 295 and Locust.

Police/News. File 39740. Code One.

 

John gritted his teeth, wishing he could get his hands on File 39740, but unless he gave up being a detective and joined the FBI, an all-access pass to government secrets wasn’t coming any time soon. The only certainty was federal agents were on their way.

Bastards.

His gaze returned to the EMT as John slipped the phone back into his jacket pocket. This guy’s testimony didn’t matter anymore. Tracy Seavers’s disappearance wasn’t a crime or even an elaborate hoax. This…this was something else.

And now it was a race to see who’d find Tracy Seavers first.

John moved toward the trees as his partner, Art, dismissed the EMT. The breeze shifted the canopy, casting spotty shadows over the teams mulling through the brush. Their search patterns were too concentrated. Yes, Seavers was hurt, but she had a head start on them. They needed to move deeper into the woods.

Art jogged up alongside him. A shirttail had come untucked from his pants. “We joining the search already? You don’t want to grill anyone first?”

John shook his head. “Saw everything I needed to see.”

“So, you think someone took her body?”

Someone definitely took her body. The question was, where did they go with it?

The roiling in his chest quickened.

Calm down. She couldn’t have gotten far. We’ll find her.

John stopped walking and rubbed his chin as two canine squads entered the woods. The dogs lowered their tails and walked in circles. One barked and headed into the forest before stopping and spinning around a tree. It was going to be a long day for those guys. Like the EMT pointed out, Dead girls don’t just get up and walk away.

The guy had no idea how right he’d been.

John drew in a deep breath and expelled it slowly, soothing his disquiet.

This had happened before. Once. Five years ago.

But that time, John had been the dead person who got up and walked away.

 


 

INVADED COVERI hope you loved the first chapter of INVADED.

If you read on Kindle, you can preorder your copy here from Amazon.com.

Yes! Please shoot me to Amazon to preorder INVADED!

 

Print will be available from your favorite retailers any day now.

 

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Special freebie for you guys!

While you are waiting for all the thrilling goodness of INVADED, here’s a free thriller read from the amazing

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“Startling character turns (including a double cross or two)…psychological damage, and sufficient material to ignite a series.” —Kirkus Reviews

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Thanks, guys. You are the best!

Alien Kisses!

—Jennifer.

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

Welcome to the YA Scavenger Hunt!

 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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While you are here,
Be sure to pick up your free book at the end of the post.
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!

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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High Five to all the Vets out there! A review of Surrender to the Cyborgs by @LuvGraceGoodwin

Surrender to the Cyborgs (Ebook) by Grace Goodwin  Okay, yes, this book is exactly what it sounds like. I purposely read across genres absorbing different styles, deciding what I like and don’t like. Recently, I went on a binge of alien-centered books like this to see if any of them could crawl out of the depths of your typical loosely edited, “spit it out quick and don’t think much about plot” alien erotica. In this genre, you can’t even trust reviews for the most part, because the reader isn’t always that discerning. However, I couldn’t believe that there wasn’t a single author out there who cared about craft. So I kept looking, and looking and abandoning, and abandoning… I was about to give up when I came across Surrender to the Cyborgs. (I think I saw it on a Bookbub ad, but I’m not sure anymore.)

Anyway, this book will slap you upside the face with sex on the first page (which was almost enough for me to throw this one in the pile with the others) But then I realized that the author was appeasing the typical erotic reader with ‘what they wanted’ right off the bat, because she was about to feed them something they were not used to… an actual well-plotted, well-rounded story.

Now, hold on, I’m not saying this is rocket science, but what this author gives us, which is normally lacking in the genre, are actual, real, distinct characters. They each have their own stories, their own hurts, their own reasons for being. And right around where most erotic stories end, because we’ve seen our three-to-five required very graphic sex scenes, this story continues with a shocking event that (gasp!) has nothing to do with sex!

This is when we see the main character shine as a hero in her own right, using her backstory to help solve a crime and better the lives of others. There is also a great message (not at all subtle) in this story that we should honor our vets. That gets an extra star in my book for theme alone.

So, as far as erotic goes, I give this an enthusiastic thumbs up. No, this will not contend for novel of the year, nor would it stand up against mainstream non-erotic books, but I see this as a shining star in a genre not really known for its quality. I’m very interested in seeing where this author takes her storytelling abilities in the future, because she’s definitely setting the bar higher than most of her counterparts.

ADULTS ONLY! (And this made me blush A LOT)

(And, umm, no, I am not posting the cover that makes me blush. Look it up online if you want to see it.)

It’s the Fall 2017 #YASH Young Adult Scavenger Hunt GO TEAM PINK!

Welcome to the YA Scavenger Hunt!

 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.
While you are here, be sure to pick up your free book and check out the great content from the lovely Faye Bird. Happy Hunting!

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 120 hours!

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 October 8, at noon Pacific Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.
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Today, I am hosting Faye Bird for the YA Scavenger Hunt!
Faye Bird worked as a literary agent representing film and television screenwriters before becoming a writer herself. She is the author of My Second Life and What I Couldn’t Tell You. She lives in London with her husband, two children and one very fluffy cat
 
Find out more information by checking out the author website or find more about the author’s book here! Goodreads

About My Second Life:

25377165Fifteen-year-old Ana has a good life–she has friends and a boy she likes and a kind mother–but still, she’s haunted by her past; she knows that she lived once before as a girl named Emma, and she still misses her old family. When, by chance in her life now, Ana meets a woman she knew in her previous life, a terrifying memory flashes through her mind of a young girl drowning. Was Emma responsible? And should Ana pay the price? Consumed by guilt, Ana sets out to find out as much as possible about the person she was before and what she had done, only to discover that the family she misses so deeply had dark secrets of its own. To come to terms with her life now, Ana must figure out how to let go of the past.
 
And here’s some inspirational photos about the book.

The Old Oak Tree

I sat down on the tree roots of the old Oak.

I knew I’d tripped over these roots before…

I recognized the raised and battered roots at my feet

 

The Sky

I let myself stare into the blue.

The sky was clear and crisp. It was beautiful.

 

The Water

Catherine’s body is in the water…

cradled by a mass of twigs and branches in the water…

 

Insomnia

Sleeplessness is part of my life now

 


I don’t know about you, but I’m scratching my head, intrigued.
Thanks for the though-provoking photos, Faye!

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 Romina Russell!

Welcome back to Maldobar! There’s a new Dragonriders series out by @nicoleconway!

Oh! I’m so excited! There’s a brand new Dragondriders series coming out, and today we have Best-Selling Author Nicole Conway with us to talk shop–errr… dragons. And Nicole has a chance to win a Kindle Fire and some signed art!

Hi Nicole! Dragonriders is a super successful series, hanging in the top ten for, like FOREVER. Everyone loves Jaevid!

What challenges did you encounter creating a new series in the same world, and what did you do to keep the stories sounding fresh?

18733563To be perfectly honest, I’ve been writing in the Dragonrider Chronicles world for so long now, it’s harder not to let my mind go there! It’s become a comfort zone for me, because I’m so familiar with the landscape and history. Writing about that world feels like coming home. So I was very excited to get to shed new light and breathe new life into it with a different perspective. 23344338Changing the angle of focus to the lives and culture of the elves seemed like the logical transition since so much of the first series revolved around the human way of life in their kingdom. So I’m taking us back there, but on a different path, to see that world from a completely different viewpoint. Continue reading