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Wednesday 30 March 2022
BOOK REVIEW: Age of Shadows (Song of Echoes #2) by R.E. Palmer
But as both struggle in the face of overwhelming forces, the Archon demands all who can bear arms, rally to his cause.
Monday 28 March 2022
Book Blitz & Giveaway - Hunt Her by Kelly Finley
Friday 25 March 2022
Book Blitz & Giveaway - Used and Bound: A Dark Romance Anthology
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Monday 21 March 2022
Book Blitz & Giveaway - Zealot by C. Vonzale Lewis
Sunday 20 March 2022
BOOK REVIEW: The Traitor's Son (Path of the Ranger #1) by Pedro Urvi
BOOK REVIEW: Adventures with Scarlet and Twinkle by Janice Ford
Saturday 19 March 2022
Book Blitz & Giveaway - Moon Madness by Sabrina Silvers
Monday 14 March 2022
Book Blitz & Giveaway - Hot Girl Summer by Sonia Palermo
Thursday 10 March 2022
Book Blitz & Giveaway - A Warm Rainy Day in Tokyo by Kana Wu
Monday 7 March 2022
Blog Tour Spotlight - Sparks and Shadow (Rising Elements Book 1)
Everly,
a homeless bicycle messenger who can see monsters, finds herself transported to
a new world and must join a band of rebels to get home before war breaks out…
By Ceara Nobles
Sparks and Shadow, YA Fantasy, Riverside Press, 246 pp.
Seattle is full of monsters, and I’m the only one who can see them.
I’ve spent the last 17 years (AKA my whole life) pretending I can’t see the monsters who disguise themselves as humans. I may not have a place to live and my best friend may be moments away from getting in too deep with the city’s most dangerous drug lord, but I’m rolling with the status quo.
This’ll be a cinch.
Release Date: March 4, 2022
Publisher: Riverside Press
Kindle eBook: ASIN: B09HRFLWSW; $3.99
First rule of surviving Monstrous Seattle—don’t let them know you can see them.
As far as I knew, I was the only one
who could. Sure, some of the monsters interacted with humans, but they wore
some sort of illusion. Sometimes, if I squinted and tilted my head to the side,
I could almost see the disguise too. It flickered, shimmering in front of their
true form like a mirage, and gave me a splitting migraine if I focused on it
for too long.
I reached the door of the warehouse
as Peter whipped around the corner. He swerved, narrowly avoiding my abandoned
bike, and swore viciously when he saw me. Normally I would’ve given him the
middle-finger salute with a cheeky grin, but my stomach was too busy trying to
claw its way out of my throat.
Leave, I urged him silently. Get out
of here before it’s too late.
The warehouse door swung open. The
hinges screeched like they hadn’t been used in at least a hundred years. I
turned away from Peter to face the monster standing in the doorway. It was at
least eight feet tall, probably male, with blue skin and jagged tusks that
extended from his canines and down past his chin. My eyes automatically rose to
his face, well above mine.
I realized too late that his
illusory face was much lower. The face of a handsome red-haired man shimmered
in the middle of the monster’s massive chest.
I’d just broken rule number one.
Her latest book is the YA Fantasy, SPARKS AND SHADOW.
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