Monday, April 30, 2012

New Releases: April 30 and May 1

April 30
Barely Breathing (Breathe #2) by Rebecca Donovan
Emma’s struggle with an abusive home life came to a heart pounding conclusion in the final chapters of Reason to Breathe. Now everyone in Weslyn knows Emma’s secret, but Carol can’t hurt Emma anymore. Some are still haunted by the horror of that night, and some must face the repercussions of their choices. Fans of Rebecca Donovan’s debut novel will discover there’s still much to learn about Emma’s life.

May 1
Bitterblue (Graceling Realm #3) by Kristin Cashore
Eight years after Graceling, Bitterblue is now queen of Monsea. But the influence of her father, a violent psychopath with mind-altering abilities, lives on. Her advisors, who have run things since Leck died, believe in a forward-thinking plan: Pardon all who committed terrible acts under Leck’s reign, and forget anything bad ever happened. But when Bitterblue begins sneaking outside the castle—disguised and alone—to walk the streets of her own city, she starts realizing that the kingdom has been under the thirty-five-year spell of a madman, and the only way to move forward is to revisit the past.

Two thieves, who only steal what has already been stolen, change her life forever. They hold a key to the truth of Leck’s reign. And one of them, with an extreme skill called a Grace that he hasn’t yet identified, holds a key to her heart.

Insurgent (Divergent #2) by Veronica Roth
One choice can transform you—or it can destroy you. But every choice has consequences, and as unrest surges in the factions all around her, Tris Prior must continue trying to save those she loves—and herself—while grappling with haunting questions of grief and forgiveness, identity and loyalty, politics and love.

Tris's initiation day should have been marked by celebration and victory with her chosen faction; instead, the day ended with unspeakable horrors. War now looms as conflict between the factions and their ideologies grows. And in times of war, sides must be chosen, secrets will emerge, and choices will become even more irrevocable—and even more powerful. Transformed by her own decisions but also by haunting grief and guilt, radical new discoveries, and shifting relationships, Tris must fully embrace her Divergence, even if she does not know what she may lose by doing so.

New York Times bestselling author Veronica Roth's much-anticipated second book of the dystopian Divergent series is another intoxicating thrill ride of a story, rich with hallmark twists, heartbreaks, romance, and powerful insights about human nature.

Sweet Evil by Wendy Higgins
What if there were teens whose lives depended on being bad influences?
This is the reality for sons and daughters of fallen angels in Sweet Evil.

Tenderhearted Southern girl, Anna Whitt, was born with the sixth sense to see and feel emotions of other people. She’s aware of a struggle within herself, an inexplicable pull toward danger, but it isn’t until she turns sixteen and meets the alluring Kaidan Rowe that she discovers her terrifying heritage, and her will-power is put to the test. He’s the boy your daddy warned you about. If only someone had warned Anna.

Forced to face her destiny, will Anna embrace her halo or her horns?

The Assassin and the Underworld (Throne of Glass #0.3) by Sarah J Maas
When the King of the Assassins gives Celaena Sardothien a special assignment that will help fight slavery in the kingdom, she jumps at the chance to strike a blow against an evil practice. The misson is a dark and deadly affair which takes Celaena from the rooftops of the city to the bottom of the sewer—and she doesn’t like what she finds there.

The Breakaway by Michelle Davidson Argyle
When Naomi Jensen is kidnapped, it takes her parents two days to realize she’s missing. Escape isn’t high on her list of priorities when all she has to return to is an abusive boyfriend and parents who never paid much attention to her. For the first time in her life she’s part of a family—even if it is a family of criminals. But she’s still a captive. In a desperate attempt to regain some control in her life, Naomi embarks on a dangerous plan to make one of her kidnappers think she’s falling in love with him. The plan works too well, and when faced with the chance to escape, Naomi isn’t sure she wants to take it.

The Last Princess by Galaxy Craze
Happily ever after is a thing of the past.

A series of natural disasters has decimated the earth. Cut off from the rest of the world, England is a dark place. The sun rarely shines, food is scarce, and groups of criminals roam the woods, searching for prey. The people are growing restless.

When a ruthless revolutionary sets out to overthrow the crown, he makes the royal family his first target. Blood is shed in Buckingham Palace, and only sixteen-year-old Princess Eliza manages to escape.

Determined to kill the man who destroyed her family, Eliza joins the enemy forces in disguise. She has nothing left to live for but revenge, until she meets someone who helps her remember how to hope—and to love—once more. Now she must risk everything to ensure that she not become... The Last Princess.

The Serpent's Shadow (Kane Chronicles #3) by Rick Riordan
He's b-a-a-ack! Despite their best efforts, Carter and Sade Kane can’t seem to keep Apophis, the chaos snake, down. Now Apophis is threatening to plunge the world into eternal darkness, and the Kanes are faced with the impossible task of having to destroy him once and for all. Unfortunately, the magicians of the House of Life are on the brink of civil war, the gods are divided, and the young initiates of Brooklyn House stand almost alone against the forces of chaos.

To find the answer they need, the Kanes must rely on the murderous ghost of a powerful magician who might be able to lead them to the serpent’s shadow... or might lead them to their deaths in the depths of the underworld...

The Summer of No Regrets by Katherine Grace Bond
The day Brigitta accidentally flings herself into the lap of a guy she's never met, her friend Natalie is convinced he's Trent Yves, egotistical heartthrob-in-hiding. When the boy, who calls himself Luke, is nearly eaten by a cougar, Brigitta finds herself saving his life, being swept into his spectacular embrace and wondering if she wants Natalie's fantasy to be true.

As the two spend the summer together raising orphaned cougar cubs, Brigitta still can't be sure of his true identity. But then again, since her grandparents' death, her father's sudden urge to give away all their possessions and become a shaman, and her own awkward transition from girlhood into a young woman, she isn't sure of anything. What is the truth? More importantly, can she accept it?

Wanted by Heidi Ayarbe
A one-word text message: That's all Michal "Mike" Garcia needs to gather a crowd. Mike is a seventeen-year-old bookie, and Sanctuary is where she takes bets for anyone at Carson High with enough cash. Her only rule: Never participate, never place a bet for herself.

Then Josh Ellison moves to town. He pushes Mike to live her life, to feel a rush of something -- play the game, he urgest, stop being a spectator.

So Mike breaks her one rule. She places a bet, feels the rush.
And loses.

In an act of desperation, she and Josh -- who has a sordid past of his own -- concoct a plan: The pair will steal from Carson City's elite to pay back Mike's debt. Then they'll give the rest of their haul to those who need it most. How can burglary be wrong if they are making things right?

WANTED will thrust readers into the gritty underbelly of Carson City, where worth is determined by a score, power is derived from threat, and the greatest feat is surviving it all.

Welcome, Caller, This is Chloe by Shelly Coriell
Big-hearted Chloe Camden is the queen of her universe until her best friend shreds her reputation and her school counselor axes her junior independent study project. Chloe is forced to take on a meaningful project in order to pass, and so she joins her school’s struggling radio station, where the other students don’t find her too queenly. Ostracized by her former BFs and struggling with her beloved Grams’s mental deterioration, lonely Chloe ends up hosting a call-in show that gets the station much-needed publicity and, in the end, trouble. She also befriends radio techie and loner Duncan Moore, a quiet soul with a romantic heart. On and off the air, Chloe faces her loneliness and helps others find the fun and joy in everyday life. Readers will fall in love with Chloe as she falls in love with the radio station and the misfits who call it home.

What She Left Behind by Tracy Bilen
“Don’t even think of leaving… I will find you,” he whispered. “Guaranteed.”

Sara and her mom have a plan to finally escape Sara’s abusive father. But when her mom doesn’t show up as expected, Sara’s terrified. Her father says that she’s on a business trip, but Sara knows he’s lying. Her mom is missing—and her dad had something to do with it.

With each day that passes, Sara’s more on edge. Her friends know that something’s wrong, but she won’t endanger anyone else with her secret. And with her dad growing increasingly violent, Sara must figure out what happened to her mom before it’s too late…for them both.

While He Was Away by Karen Schreck
"This is just something I have to do, okay?" I hear David say. "The right thing."

He cradles my face in his hands. He kisses me hard. Then he lets go of me. His eyes dart from me to whatever's next.

All she wants is for him to stay. She's been doing pretty well, pretending he doesn't have to go. But one day, after one last night to remember, she wakes up and there's no denying it anymore. He's gone.

When Penna Weaver's boyfriend goes off to Iraq, she's left facing life without him. As summer sets in, Penna tries to distract herself with work and her art, but the not knowing is slowly driving her crazy. Especially when David stops writing.

She knows in her heart he will come home. But will he be the same boy she fell in love with?

Friday, April 27, 2012

Jackal Moon Cover

Melissa Marr, NYT bestselling author of Wicked Lovely says "the Moon series is filled with action and romance, shape shifters and strong heroines." Laila has been pledged to serve the jackal god, Anubis, since she was a child. She wants nothing more than to follow in the footsteps of her father and brother and become a member of the Keepers of Divine Order. When her initiation into the Keepers leads her to Miami and pits her against the wereleopard Sekhmet, Laila is cast into a sea of clan intrigue and bitter rivalries. The stakes grow even higher once the rival pack of werehyenas, led by the beautiful and bloodthirsty Samara, decides to lay claim to the wereleopard’s territory. With the arrival of Kess, the true wereleopard clan leader, and her retinue of werewolves, violence threatens to erupt. Will Laila’s training and skills be enough to save the young werejackal and everything she’s worked for? The scales are ready and Anubis awaits...

Outpost Cover Reveal

Deuce’s whole world has changed. Now living topside in a community called Salvation, she has a whole new set of problems. Down below, she was considered an adult, and she contributed to the whole. Now, topside, the people of Salvation think she’s a brat in need of training. She hates school, and she doesn’t fit in with the other girls. They’ve spent their lives learning to cook and sew–suitable woman’s work. Deuce only knows how to fight. To make matters worse, Fade keeps her at a distance, and the band of four has broken into fragments.

Stalker presses for a closer relationship, but Deuce sees him as a training partner, and she’s busy trying to find her place in Salvation. She refuses to accept that she’s wrong for being who she is, but tensions rise as she struggles against the status quo. Her feelings for Fade haven’t changed, but he seems not to want her around anymore. Confused and lonely, she starts looking for a way out.

Once she’s free from school for the year, Deuce pursues a chance to serve in the summer patrols–those responsible for making sure the growers and planters can work the fields without danger of Freak attack. It should have been routine, little fighting, but things have been changing on surface, just as they did below ground. The Freaks are smarter. They’re watching. Waiting. Planning. The monsters don’t intend to let Salvation survive, and it will take a girl like Deuce to turn the tide.
Outpost is the second novel in the Razorland trilogy by Ann Aguirre and will be released September 4, 2012.

Legend 2 Title Reveal

The title of the second book in the Legend series by Marie Lu is titled:
and will be released January 23, 2013. To learn more about Marie Lu, visit here.

Dreamless Giveaway

Josephine Angelini is giving a Dreamless ARC every week until May 29. Enter the first one here. Ends May 2.

Read the first two chapters here.

Jennifer Echols sells new trilogy

Jennifer Echols has sold a yet untitled romantic comedy trilogy to Simon Pulse:

"Jennifer Echols's untitled trilogy of romantic comedies, about high school students selected by their class for the senior superlative Who's Who categories like Biggest Flirt and Most Likely to Succeed, and how the labels change the way they view themselves and alter the course of their lives, to Annette Pollert at Simon Pulse, in a very nice deal, in a three-book deal, for publication beginning in early summer 2014, by Laura Bradford at Bradford Literary Agency (World English)."
 Read her reaction here.

And she has Such a Rush bookmarks. Find out how to get one here.

An Interview with Kylie

C C Hunter has posted an interview with Kylie Galen, the main character in The Shadow Falls series. Read the original here.

Kylie Galen freezes as soon as she sees me. Her eyes grow wide with surprise. “Not you again!”
“Hi, Kylie,” I say, giving her what I hope is a reassuring smile. I know it’s always disconcerting for my characters when I summon them to the office in my mind for a chat. If they’re not already freaked out by the idea of talking with their creator, there’s always the d├ęcor of my office. Let’s just say my mind is scary place to be. I’m talking abandoned plot devices sitting inside a broken basket next to the wall, smidgens of ideas I haven’t fully developed yet bouncing around the corner of my brain. Then, in the dark shadowy corners something is hiding, and even I can’t quite figure out just what that something is. Oh, and the occasional dead body that I haven’t decided how to use.
“I hope you don’t mind,” I tell her, “but I wanted to interview you for my blog to promote the release of Taken at Dusk.” I motion toward the sofa. “Have a seat. This won’t take long, I promise.”
She glances over her shoulder, looking for the exit. “You are one freaky, strange, and a few French fries short of a happy meal ol’ lady.”
“Now that hurts,” I tell her. “I’m not that old.”
“Sorry. I’m sixteen, everyone past thirty is old to me.” She frowns. “I don’t like being interrogated.” She wraps her arms around her midsection.
“This isn’t an interrogation,” I say, speaking calmly. “It’s an interview. Big difference.”
“Feels like an interrogation.” She takes her seat on the sofa.
“People are curious about you and Shadow Falls, and they want to know more about you.”
“People think I’m a freak,” Kylie says. “Even the other supernaturals at Shadow Falls.”
“No, they don’t,” I correct her.
“You made me glow in that last scene in Whispers at Moonrise. Believe me, they think I’m a freak. Fredericka called me a glow worm. Della said I looked like a firefly. Can’t you write me a few chapters of easy stuff?”
“You know it doesn’t work that way, Kylie,” I say, keeping my voice calm. “Easy stuff is boring.”
“And serial killers and ghosts are interesting?” She slumps back on the sofa.
“What’s interesting is seeing you stand up to the challenges. Besides, I write some good scenes. Remember the one in Taken at Dusk when you woke up and your entire room was filled with roses that some special guy had brought you. And then he–”
“That was a great scene.” She smiled. “But I’m furious at that guy right now.”
“That’s life,” I tell her. Men always do things to piss us off. If there not leaving the toilet seat up, they’re leaving their dirty socks everywhere.”
She sighs loudly. “Let’s get this over with so I can leave this whacky place. What do you want to ask me?”
I pull out my notes. “In Taken at Dusk, your ghost has amnesia. This must make helping her cross over even more difficult.”
Kylie nods. “Every spirit is a challenge. Like with the one I’m working with now. Spirits are supposed to be dead. This person isn’t dead. How can I–”
“Sorry,” I interrupt her. “We can’t talk about Shadows at Moonrise. This is about Taken at Dusk.”
She frowns. “You bring me here and then tell me what I can and can’t talk about. That’s not nice.”
“Sorry.” I wait a minute to continue. “Now. Without giving too much away about the plot, I want to ask you about the big game changer in Taken at Dusk. Namely, when someone you think is your enemy turns into a friend who’ll do anything to save you. How did that make you feel?”
A shadow crosses her face, and she folds her hands in her lap. “That . . . that was really an emotional scene. I honestly never thought. . .” She takes a deep breath. “It was a lot for me to digest, and I think I’m still trying to understand it.”
I decide to move on to a lighter subject. “I have to ask you about Burnett . . . and the kangaroo.”
Her face dissolves in a grin. “Poor Burnett. He was . . .”
“Hopping mad?” I suggest.
“Yes!” Then, she laughed. “Of course, he didn’t find it that funny.”
“Yeah, but vampires aren’t known for having great senses of humor,” I point out.
I nod and then flip the notebook closed. “Okay, that about does it for my questions. Thanks so much for giving me a few minutes of your time.”
“No problem.” Then, her forehead starts to scrunch up in concentration. “Okay, I have a question for you.”
“Why is there a bunch of rusty iron and herbs in the middle of your mind? I know that’s about me, but I can’t figure it out. What does it mean?”
I shake my head. “Oh, that’s for a scene in Whispers at Moonrise. Sorry, but we can’t talk about that because it hasn’t happened yet. But I promise you’ll find out in the next few scenes.”
She stares at my forehead again. “Uh-huh. Well, nothing personal, but I don’t think I want to find out. Change that scene!”
I smile. “Trust me, Kylie. This will all work out well in the end.” I rise to my feet.
“That’s what you always say.” She stands up and starts heading to the door.
“Mmm. And I’m always right, too, aren’t I?”
Kylie turns back. “Good point.” She pauses. “Can I have some more roses? And more of those kinds of scenes.”
“I’ll try to work one in,” I say. She heads out the door and back to Shadow Falls in a flash that sends a stack of papers on my desk fluttering to the floor. As I stand there, I realize that I’m almost done with Whispers at Moonrise, and that means I only have one more book in this series left to write. One more and I’ll have to make a lot of decisions. Like who is Kylie really going to end up with, Lucas or Derek? Will Miranda and Perry stay together? Will Della find her true love? Will Burnett and Holiday finally stop fighting and admit they love each other.
And then . . . then, I have to say goodbye to them to all. To all my Shadow Falls characters. But dang it, that’s sad. Very, very sad. I’ll end it on good note, I tell myself. I’ll leave them all in happy place.

Libera Me Cover Reveal

What happens when everything you’ve sacrificed for is lost? 
Aydan thought Nesy’s death would be the end of him, until he meets Nessa and his hope is restored. Could she be Nesy reborn? He is certain she must be. That is, until her lack of memories and incessant nightmares begin to erode his faith.  Blind to both angel and demon, Aydan has little time to figure out who he can trust before all is lost and the Beast is again unleashed. 

The lines between good and evil have never been so blurred.
Libera Me is the second novel in the Requiem series by Christine Fonseca

Easy by Tammara Webber Teasers

Teaser One:
Minutes before the end of class, I turned and reached into my backpack as an excuse to sneak a look at the guy on the back row. He was staring at me, a black pencil loose between his fingers, tapping the notebook in front of him. He slouched into his seat, one elbow over the back of it, one booted foot casually propped on the support under his desk. As our eyes held, his expression changed subtly from unreadable to the barest of smiles, though guarded. He didn’t look away, even when I glanced into my bag and then back at him.

I snapped forward, my face warming.
Teaser Two:
“Your ID?” he asked when we reached the door.

My hands shook as I unsnapped the front flap on my bag and withdrew the card. When he took it from my fingers, I noted the blood on his knuckles and gasped. “Oh, my God. You’re bleeding.”

He glanced at his hand and shook his head, once. “Nah. Mostly his blood.”
 Teaser Three:
I’d barely let anyone else touch me at all tonight, adamantly refusing all slow dances. Dizzy from weak but plentiful margaritas, I closed my eyes and let him lead, telling myself that the difference was the alcohol in my blood, nothing more. A minute later, he released my fingers and spread his palms across my lower back, and my hands moved to his biceps. Solid, as I knew they would be. Tracking a path, my palms encountered equally hard shoulders. Finally, I hooked my fingers behind his neck and opened my eyes.

His gaze was penetrating, not wavering for a moment, and my pulse hammered under the close scrutiny. I stretched up toward his ear, and he leaned down to accommodate my question.

“S-so what’s your major?” I breathed.

From the corner of my eye, I watched his mouth pull up on one side. “Do you really want to talk about that?” He maintained the closeness, our torsos pressed together chest to thigh, ostensibly waiting for my answer. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been so full of pure, unqualified desire.

I swallowed. “As opposed to talking about what?”

He chuckled, and I felt the vibrations of his chest against mine. “As opposed to not talking.” His hands at my waist gripped a little tighter, thumbs pressing into my ribcage, fingers still at my lower back.

I blinked, one moment not understanding what his words implied, and the next knowing unreservedly.

“I don’t know what you mean,” I lied.

He leaned closer still, his smooth cheek whispering against mine as he murmured, “Yes, you do.” 

Find teasers and more here, on Tammara Webber's blog.

Weekly Surrender Giveaway

Elana Johnson is giving away 2 ARCs of Surrender each week until June 7. Enter the first giveaway here. Ends May1

She is also giving away 50 ecopies of The Insider Files, an exclusive, never-to-be-published guide to the world of the Possession series. Enter here. (sidebar). Ends May 7

Goodreads is giving away a copy here. Ends April 30.

Divergent News

Veronica Roth has posted a summary to Divergent to help you remember what happened before Insurgent comes out on May 1st. Read it here.

AND Four has been freed. You can read his viewpoint on the knife scene here.

Tristan's Tattoo from Anew by Chelsea Fine

Tristan's tattoo and location. Awry cover to be revealed soon. Check out Chelsea Fine

Vincent Boys only $.99

Get The Vincent Boys for 99 cents on Barnes&Noble and Amazon
Being the good girl isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Ashton Gray has grown weary of playing the part to please her parents, and to be worthy of the town’s prince charming, Sawyer Vincent. Maybe That’s why she’s found herself spending time with Sawyer’s cousin, Beau, while he’s away for the summer camping with his family. Beau is nothing like her perfect boyfriend. He’s the sexiest guy she’s ever seen, dangerous in ways she’s only day dreamed about, and the one guy she should stay away from.
Beau never envied Sawyer his loving parents, his big nice home, or his position as quarterback. He loves him like a brother. Which is why he's tried everything in his power to keep his distance from Sawyer’s girlfriend. Even if he has loved her since the age of five, Ashton is Sawyer’s girl, so therefore she’s off limits. But when Sawyer leaves for the summer, Ashton, the one girl Beau would move Heaven and Earth for, decides she wants to get into trouble. Stabbing the one person who’s always accepted him and stood by him in the back, is the cost of finally holding Ashton Gray in his arms. Is she worth losing his cousin over?.... Hell Yeah.

Shatter Me 2 Title Reaveal

Two Cover Reveals from Julie Kagawa

The Lost Prince (The Iron Fey: Call of the Forgotten #1) 
Release Date: October 23, 2012
Set several years after the events of the first, this trilogy will star an older Ethan Chase, Meghan's brother.
You can find the first chapter in the back of The Immortal Rules by Julie Kagawa

Iron Legends (Iron Fey Anthology)
Release Date: August 28, 2012
  Includes for the first time in print Summer's Crossing, Winter's Passage, the NEW novella Iron's Prophecy, and an expanded Guide to the NeverNever. PLUS an excerpt from THE LOST PRINCE!!
Visit Julie Kagawa's blog.

Jessica Sorensen's Upcoming Books

Darkness Breaks (Darkness Falls #2)
Release Date: May 26, 2012

Cover to be revealed

Kayla made her choice and now she has to live with it. She lives with the Day Takers, hiding in the city, staking vampires.
But taking on vampires while still human is difficult. Sylas constantly pressures Kayla to choose the life of a Day Taker. But until Kayla knows for sure what Monarch is planning, she can’t make her choice. Plus there’s Aiden. No matter how hard she tries, she can’t stop thinking about him.
When Kayla’s memories star resurfacing, it becomes clear that the one place she needs to go for answers is the place she never wanted to see again—The Colony. But is facing the Highers worth the risk?
Lost Soul (Fallen Soul #1)
Release Date: June 23, 2012
My name is Gemma Lucas and my life is going good. Alex and I eliminated the star, along with Stephan and the Death Walkers. Finally I can relax and focus on freeing my father from the Room of Forbidden.
At least that’s what I thought. But things are never this easy. Just when I’ve put the past behind me, Lost Souls cross over into the Real World and start stealing souls for the Queen of the Afterlife.
Then Alex disappears without a trace. As I desperately search for him, I discover secrets I wish I could forget—secrets Alex has been keeping for me. And I’m not sure what to do. Or who I can trust.
Ember (Death Collectors #1)
Release Date: July 28
For sixteen-year-old Ember, life is death. With a simple touch, she knows when people will die. It’s her curse and the reason why she secludes herself from the world, not wanting to get close to anyone. The only person who knows her secret is her one and only friend Raven.
Then she meets Asher Morgan. He’s gorgeous, mysterious, and is the only person Ember has never sensed death from. So when he pushes into her life, she doesn’t mind, even though he seems to be keeping many secrets from her.
But when unexplained deaths start to haunt the town, Ember starts questioning why she can’t sense Asher death and what it is he’s hiding

Visit Jessica Sorensen's blog

Darkness Breaks by Jessica Sorensen Excerpt

Darkness Breaks is the sequel to Darkness Falls and will be released May 26
The rain pours down like needles against my skin. The sky booms, lightning bolts flashes of sliver across the cloudy sky.  The vampires are screaming, begging me to stop. But I can’t. This is what I am meant to do.
I pursue them, running down the vacant streets, weaving through rusty cars, my boots kicking up the glass and mud on the road. The vampire I target, a tall one with fleshless skin and bloodless eyes, scurries around a burning barrel and jumps onto the steps that lead to a building stacked of shiny steel.  It bolts for the doors, bare feet shedding skin. Clutching the stake, I charge after it and with a swift launch off the bottom step, I’m airborne, flying through the darkness. But my boot catches against the railing, and just as quick as I caught up to the monster, it vanishes inside the building.
“Damn it!” I crash to the muddy ground, skinning my hands on rocks, and I let out a frustrated scream. With each passing day, my strength and fighting skills slip away from me.
“If you’d just take the medicine, then the vampire would be dead by now.” Sylas creeps from the shadows of the cars, dressed head-to-toe in black, dark eyes that light up like coals against the fires burning in the streets. His hands are stuffed in his pockets and his dark hair brushes across his forehead.  “You’re humanity is your weakness, Kayla.
Pushing to my feet, I scowl at him.  “I’ve told you, I’m not going to do that… yet. I’m not sure if I want to."
He backs me against the railing and traps me between his arms. “I think you want to, you’re just holding back because of a certain someone.”
“You mean Aiden.” I straighten my shoulders, confident and strong, and look him straight in the eye. “I’m not going to change until I know what I’m supposed to do.”
“Always following Monarch’s orders.” He twirls a strand of my long, black hair around his finger. “I thought after everything you’ve learned, you’d have given up on him by now.”
“I’ve learned nothing.” It takes a lot, but I shove him back. “Emmy’s gotten nowhere with my memories."
He lets out a low laugh and touches his chest where I shoved him. “Always so feisty.”
A sharp nip pierces the air.
“Shouldn’t you be hiding out with the rest of the Day Takers?” I flip the stake in my hand and slide it in the back pocket of my jeans. “Or do you have a death wish.”
He winks at me and backs toward the street. “I was just seeing if you’d made any progress with the whole slaying thing.” His dark eyes wander to the top of the stairs where I lost the vampire.  “Looks like a owe Emmy a shot of amortire.”
Amortire is the Day Takers “special” medicine. It’s a numbing solution they take to block out there cravings, but honestly I think they use it more for recreational purposes than anything, just like they do with most things.
“You were placing bets on me.” I stomp after him, past the fires, and dip into the shadows of the cars.
“Hey.” He grins through the night, long legs stretching as he maneuvers gracefully over the dented hood of a small car. “I was betting you’d be kicking ass.”
“Sorry to disappoint you.” I hop over the hood of a car and slip clumsily onto the ground.
“Take the medicine, Kayla.” He calls out, barely a silhouette anymore.  The rain lets up, the sky calming down. “You’ll never be able to pull anything off if you don’t.”
I stop in the center of the street, listening to the vampires shrieks rattle against the buildings’ walls as monsters hide from me, the one and only person they want nothing to do with.
It hasn’t been that long since I left Aiden and the others, but it feels like an eternity. I don’t regret my decision to leave. Not yet, anyway. If it turns out Emmy can’t extract my memories, then I might be kicking my own butt.
I sigh and head down the street. I can’t see Sylas anymore, but I don’t care. I know where I’m going; to a place where I feel just as uncomfortable as I did in The Colony.
I take my time, lollygagging along the curb of the street, my boots grazing against the broken pieces of concrete.  My hand moves for my knife as I spot a vampire crawling from the shadows, fangs drooling, skinless fingers clawing at the sidewalk. I pause and take a step back, knocking my hip into a bumper.
“What on earth?” I squint through the dark at two outlines of pale white figures with feathery white hair and flawless skin.  

Graceling Realm Sampler with Exclusive Content

Get this eSampler with excerpts from Graceling, Fire, and Bitterblue Also includes some letters between Bitterblue, Po, Katsa, Rowan, and Bann in the summer before Bitterblue's 18th birthday.

First Two Chapters of "The Raven Boys" by Maggie Stiefvater

The Raven Boys is the first book in a new series by Maggie Stiefvater to be published September 18. Read the first two chapters on Entertainment Weekly

Evolution of Mara Dyer by Michelle Hodkin

Two days after Mara walks into a police station in Miami at the close of The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer, she is committed for psychiatric treatment for what her parents believe is a mental breakdown. But what seems like a hallucination to everyone else is a chilling reality for Mara. Someone from her past has discovered her strange, disturbing secret and that someone wants her to pay. But she's about to discover that the price is more than she can bear.

Dark and thrilling, suspenseful and passionate, The Evolution of Mara Dyer will have readers breathlessly turning pages to find out what will become of Mara Dyer next.

Goodreads is giving away 30 ARCs of Evolution. Ends May 7 
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Publication date: October 23. That's less than six months. Start your countdowns people.

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Revolution by Shelly Crane

In the fourth and final installment, everything is on the line. Merrick's life is in the balance and Lily is their only hope. Ellie and her new powers are miraculous, but also problematic; if she's with the bunker family, they won't be able to sense when the Lighters are there. There are many new members to the bunker and sparks will fly, and with the food shortage, they will all have plenty to deal with. Miguel is intrigued with Rylee, her past and her spunk. Ryan and Elli are barely scratching the surface of their relationship. Cain and Lillian will have to deal with Daniel, who has no qualms about showing his true feelings for her. And Sherry and Merrick…what will happen to this happenstance family who have worked so hard to come together? Can they all survive? Can they all withstand the new enemy that is right outside their door? Can they beat the Lighters, once and for all…
Expected publication is Fall 2012. Read an excerpt here.

Carrie 2 Title Reveal

The second book in the Carrier series by Leigh Fallon will be titled:
Shadow of the Mark
Life for Megan Rosenberg just got a lot more complicated.

While she evoked the air element, and her feelings for Adam intensified, a web of lies, deceit, and betrayal was spun around her.  With the Order tightening its hold, and the reinstatement of the Mark Knights, Megan has more questions than answers as the Marked Ones grow in strength.
New people arouse suspicion, the DeRises start behaving strangely, and Megan begins to unravel a destiny shrouded in mystery.  It’s a destiny the Order has struggled to hide, and a destiny someone from the past… far in the past, has already laid claim to.

Alliances will be made, and friends will be lost, as the Order’s dark secrets are revealed by the very thing they sought to destroy.

Expected publication is early 2013. Visit Leigh Fallon's site here.

Reverence by Shelly Crane

Reverence is a collection of three chapters (One from each of the Significance novels) and a sneak peek at Independence. You can download it from Smashwords here or Shelly Crane's blog here.

Significance, Chapter 4 (The day after Caleb and Maggie imprint)
Accordance, Chapter 10 (Maggie and Caleb spend the night on the beach)
Defiance, Chapter 13 (Maggie frees Caleb)
Independence Sneak Peek

Independence Update

After overwhelming reception of Reverence, Shell Crane has decided to write Independence, the fourth installment in the Significant series, from alternating views between Caleb and Maggie. Independence has no release date as of yet. Read more here.

Consume Chapter One by Shell Crane

            I felt wretched as I walked away from Tate's house. His mom hadn't let me in to see him, which really was fine with me. I just wanted to drop off some pamphlets. Last night at the carnival, Tate just seemed distraught on a new level. So I researched a recovery program for kids who were having problems with drugs or steroids who didn't have any support from family or friends. I thought that fit Tate's situation pretty nicely.
          So I went down to the center this morning, picked up some pamphlets and put them in an envelope. I knew that Tate had told his parents I dumped him. Or he probably said it was him who had done the dumping. I'm sure the story was something ugly that I had done because his mom basically snatched the envelope - that I said was a school project - and then slammed the door in my face.
          I asked Eli to let me go alone, for obvious reasons; an altercation with Tate right now wasn't going to solve anything for any of us. I wasn't trying to give Tate false hope by helping him, he just used to be my friend. He used to be my boyfriend. He used to be a good guy, and he had helped me through the worst time in my entire life. So, I thought it was only fair and right to try to help him, though I doubted he was going to take the advice. I could hope.
          I twisted my dark hair to the side of my neck and let the spring sun beat down on me. It was almost summer, almost prom, almost graduation. Almost a new life for me in every conceivable way.
          A face suddenly nuzzling my neck from behind and arms around me made me smile. I turned in his arms to see the purple eyes that looked at me with love that we never spoke out loud. "Hey."
          "Hey, you," he said and with a hand on my jaw, he pulled my face up to kiss me. "How did it go?" he asked, but he covered my lips with his again refusing to let me answer. He knew just what to do and how to do it to render speech an impossibility. I leaned back, forcing him to groan in complaint. "I don't really care how good old Tate is doing," he informed me. "I was just being polite."
          "I know that," I said. "And I'm grateful that you allowed me to see him," I spouted sarcastically. "But I felt I owed it to him."
          He sighed and rubbed his hand down my arm to my wrist. He caressed it lovingly, and whether he knew what that was doing to me or not wasn't clear. "I know, and as much as I hate to admit it, I'm pretty grateful to Tate for taking such good care of you before I got here."
          I know what he meant. I told him all about Tate last night and how he helped me when my parents died. We rode the Ferris wheel with Patrick a couple of times, and then by ourselves. We didn't get off. It was a good a place to talk as any, so we just kept riding, over and over. We talked about everything but the Horde and Hatch. Well, I talked.
          Eli was interested in what my life had been like without him, without Pastor and Mrs. Ruth's influence and care for me. I told him all about my parents and my sister and how I was a mere shadow of the girl I'd been before.
          He held me as we watched the city made a loop under us, the Ferris wheel the only thing that seemed to hold us to the earth. He had hummed a nameless song that deliciously haunted my dreams last night. I eventually had one of those epiphany moments this morning in the shower and realized it was 'Paradise' by Coldplay, and got shampoo in my eyes as I stood there trying to remember the words.
          "I know," I told him. "But you're here now, and I've done my deed for Tate. Now we just have to worry about trying to finish high school."
          "You mean you have to worry about finishing," he corrected and grinned. "I'm not even technically registered here."
          "So," I thought, "how many times have you technically graduated?"
          "None," he said and grimaced. "I always left before graduation. Dresses and I don't mesh well."
          I laughed and shook my head. "It's not a dress. It's a gown."
          "And what's the definition for 'gown' in the dictionary?"
          "Ok, fine," I surrendered. "Are you at least going to watch me in my dress?"
          He gave me a puzzled look. "Of course I am. I wouldn't miss it for anything, and I'm not going anywhere without you."
          "Good," I whispered. I watched him lace our fingers between us, the barbed string attached to us both seemed to hum at his attention. He slowly inched his way back to my lips, pulling me up as he did so. He captured my mouth in a slow and lazy motion that had me digging my fingers into his shoulders. Something seemed to change between us last night. After he saved me, after all the Horde and carnival stuff, we seemed different. For one, I'd never been so caressed and devoured with someone's eyes before without even touching. And when he added the touching…like now…it was a whole new ball game for me.
          I slipped my hand into the collar of his black button up shirt and inched my hand to the back of his neck. When his lips left mine, I was sure I whined, but then I didn't do anything at all as his mouth made it to my chin, and then my jaw, and then the side of my neck. I felt the warm metal of his tongue ring and exhaled an embarrassingly loud breath into his hair. I swore I felt his lips smile.
          And then an annoyance worse than an alarm clock blared near us. "Eew! Seriously?"
          Eli growled his irritation against my skin and turned to look at Deidre. No matter the differences that were so blatantly attached to Eli and me, Deidre apparently hadn't changed. My little speech hadn't broken any barriers of her conscience. Eli spat his words to her. "I suggest you walk on."
          "What? Done with me so now you think you have to protect Clara?"
          "I had to have you first to be done with you," he rebutted. "And Clara didn't need any of my help dealing with you last night."
          Deidre huffed. "You weren't even there. Hearsay doesn't count."
          "Oh, I was there." He laughed softly and pulled me closer, his arm possessive and intimate around my waist. "Better scurry along or you'll be late," he told her as he turned back to me. He smiled before kissing me once more on the lips. We heard her shiny flats padding away angrily on the sidewalk. "We better go, too."
          "Yeah," I agreed. We started to walk and he grabbed my hand as we crossed the street. The sun was bright and overly warm for so early in the morning. It beat down on my jacket and  then crested in a blinding arc over the top of the school as we approached as if welcoming us in.
          High school. Only a couple of months to go and it would all be history. Good riddance.
~ ~ ~
          The bell came and went as I slammed my locker shut. Math book in hand I looked up to Eli and smiled as I saw him etching a path through the air to me. I accepted his easy kiss and smiled as I turned to head to homeroom.
          Floating on a cloud I felt lighter than I'd felt in days. I sank into my seat in homeroom, not even glancing Tate's way, and said my 'here' when roll call was in full swing. I rested my chin on my hand and tried to act normal, when all I really wanted to do was crash through the door and get back to my Eli.
          What was wrong with me?
          This was pretty crazy. I definitely had to label myself as the boy-crazy girl I'd been borderlined as before. I was no longer borderline. I was full-fledged, dreamy sighs and proneness to daydreams included.
          The bell jerked me from my thoughts and I looked up at to see everyone piling out of the classroom. I grabbed my stuff and stood, only to bump into someone…Tate. Great.
          "Hey, Clara," he said oddly.
          "Tate," I answered back evenly. I wasn't looking to get into an altercation, and if he was fishing, I'd throw the bait back at him.
          "I got your envelope this morning…and, uh…" He cleared his throat exceptionally long. I looked up at his face and tried to keep the pity to a minimum. "I just… What were you thinking?"
          "What?" I asked in a flurry as his sudden change in tone.
          He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at me. "My dad could have intercepted your little 'present' and then I'd have really been in it deep."
          "I was trying to help you. You helped me…when I really needed it." My voice went all soft and sympathetic. I reigned it in as his face lost some of its tightness. "I just wanted to return the favor. You need help, Tate."
          "I…I know," he admitted to the floor. "I just… I just don't know where to start."
          "Where to start would be telling your parents."
          Back to square one. His jaw tightened and he jammed his hands into his pockets. "No way. I'll be fine. I really don't see why you're so worried about me anyway."
          "I told you. I felt like I owed you."
          "I wasn't nice to you so you'd help me hide my addiction later, Clara," he said harshly.
          "I know that," I told him with certainty. I didn't say anything else. The person had to want to change. It couldn't be forced. And from the way his nose was scrunching, the change wasn't coming today.
          "Please just stay out of my business," he said and walked around me. I heard him mutter as he kept walking. "Especially since you don't belong to me anymore."
          Ok. I took a deep breath and realized this was what I thought was going to happen. He admitted it at least, but wasn't looking for a fork in the road. I had done my deed and felt good. Maybe one day he'd come around, but for now, I was free of him and any guilt that I may have felt. Though it was totally stupid to feel guilty over any of it.
          Done. With. It.
          I bumped into someone as I scrambled for my next class. I apologized and started to leave, but they grabbed my sleeve.
          "Hey," she said.
          "Oh, hey, Ariel." I stopped and looked at her. "Are you ok? Pat said you were sick or something last night."
          "I'm fine," she said, but she totally wasn't. Her eyes were black underneath, and not from any Goth look she was rocking. She hasn't slept at all and I felt terrible.
          "Hey, you want to have a sleepover or something tonight?" I blurted out in my newfound need to try to fix things. I was no longer going to sit on the sidelines while things happened around me.
          "Really?" she said stunned. I nodded. "Ok," she answered quickly. "My parents have been out of town for a few days. They come back tomorrow night so that's perfect."
          No wonder she didn't sleep last night. After Demarcus has scared the crap out of her, and there was no logical explanation for it, she'd gone home to an empty house. "Great! It's settled. Vamp show marathon, here we come!" I said excitedly. I was actually excited and it wasn't all for her benefit! My other friends never slept over or did anything like that with me. I was always alone in my Salvatore\Spike obsession. Until now.
          Her eyes seemed to brighten a bit, her pallor and color becoming a thing of the past. I looked at her objectively for probably the first time. The nose ring connected to her earring was intimidating to say the least, but at least she rocked it. The short hair she had sported since I could remember did bring out her cheek bones, for real. She wasn't thin, but wasn't heavy either, her curves showing through her skirt, unlike mine. Our feet were total contrasts to each other; my petite ballet flats and her big black boots.
          I smiled. She was my complete opposite. A foot in the right direction away the guarded years of pretending to be something I wasn't.
          "Come on," I said. "Who do you have next?"
          "Smith." She drawled and popped a piece of chewing gum into her mouth and grinned. "He hates it when I chew gum."
          I laughed as I glanced around for Eli. I spotted him watching me, leaning against the lockers with his hip. He was smirking. "Lunch," I called to Ariel and waved over my shoulder.
          "Mos def!"
          I pushed my way through the throngs and liked it a lot when he opened his arms to me. I went and almost slammed into him as the masses scrammed to make it to class before the bell. He caught me easily and pulled me to the side as if to protect me from the herd. "It's crazy today," he muttered.
          "Yeah," I agreed halfheartedly because my excitement and focus were definitely elsewhere now. "So, Ariel's coming to spend the night with me."
          "She is?" His voice was high with surprise.
          "Yeah. Her parents come back tomorrow night, but she didn't sleep at all last night because of what that," I looked around for listening ears, "Devourer did to her."
          He nodded his head in recognition. "Ok," he said slowly. "Does that mean you don't want me to come to you tonight?" His voice went ground level and he inched closer. "In a reverie?"
          My stupid teenage girl heart started to flutter just like butterfly wings. Just like in those books that Ariel reads. I wanted to curse it and be mad at it, but Eli's breath hit my cheek and all thoughts of insignificant things left me. "No, you can come to me," I said breathlessly. "I want you to."
          "Good," he answered, his voice almost a growl. He kissed me cheek and then turned me. He pushed me gently on the small of my back with both hands and said, "Bell's in eighteen seconds. Go fast."
          I turned to look at him as I almost sprinted down the hall. He was watching me to as he walked into his class. I thought he'd bump right into the wall because he never once looked up to see where he was going. But he walked right into his class door, and his eyes disappeared.
          I didn't have the same luck.
          I banged my shin on a small metal trash can keeping my class door open. It resounded around the room and hall as I tried not to howl. "Ow," I muttered and ignored the couple of idiots who laughed.
          "Right on time," my teacher said and then the bell rang starting another class.
          Another meaningless cycle. I couldn't concentrate or focus or think. Everything just seemed so mediocre, miniscule and pointless now. Didn't these people know there was more to life than this? There were monsters out there. There was a great big ol' world with all sorts of things in it that didn't give a flip whether we passed High School Spanish or not.
          They'd kill you all the same......

Consume is the second book in The Devour series by Shell Crane and will be released May 22.

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