Blog Tour: Twisted Blog Tour & Giveaway!

Twisted

Hello everyone and welcome at my stop of the Twisted Book Tour! 

The Book

Twisted

Cayden Rivers wants nothing more than to be normal, but we don’t always get what we want. For years he has been hiding a secret, afraid of being labeled a “freak”. Every day he goes to school, plays football, spends time with his girlfriend, and helps carry his drunken adopted father to bed. Nobody knows the truth about his unnatural speed and strength, including his life-long friend Camilla.

Suddenly, four strangers enter Cayden’s life, and not only do they know his secret, they also have one of their own. With their help, Cayden discovers there is more to his power, something much more dangerous. Something other people will kill to possess.

Camilla wishes her parents were around more. She gets lonely sleeping in her big empty house night after night. Sure, she has all the money she could ever need, but the only person who is there for her is Cayden. He has his own family and a girlfriend who takes up most of his time, so Camilla knows he won’t be there for her forever, and recently he’s been acting really strange.

Will Cayden be able to keep his secret and his friendship with Camilla, or will his new found power destroy everything, including his own life?

Switching between Cayden and Camilla’s point of view, Twisted will leave you aching for more.

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Excerpts

I don’t know how to explain how I am, what I am. Ever since I hit puberty, I’ve been different. I was thirteen when the changes started happening. I started getting incredibly fast and strong. It wasn’t normal. I wasn’t normal. I was turning into a freak. I could crumple a brick in my hand like it was a piece of paper. When I ran, I was passing cars on the freeway and that wasn’t even me running at full speed. When I was running at full speed I wasn’t much more than a blur to anyone else. I never understood how this happened, or why it happened to me.

I held on to my memory of her as I took my last breath. Her wide bright smile and her beautiful green eyes sparkled as she looked at me. I stared into her eyes and, in that instant, everything was okay.

The Author

KayCee is a 24 year old self-published author from Cleveland, Ohio. KayCee has always loved reading. After a re-occurring dream she decided to try writing about it. She wrote the first installment of Twisted when she was 20.

“I kept having this dream about these twins, and then I just decided to run with it. I wrote the beginning, the end, and then filled in the middle.”

KayCee finished the book in 8 months and then decided to share the book online. After seeing people get interested in the book and the characters, she decided to write another book and turn Twisted into a series.

KayCee has finished four novels in the Twisted series and is currently working on the fifth book.

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The Giveaway

$50 Amazon Gift Card or Paypal Cash

Ends 11/4/13

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Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code or Paypal Cash. Winning Entry will be verified prior to prize being awarded. No purchase necessary. You must be 18 or older to enter or have your parent enter for you. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter and announced here as well as emailed and will have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen.
This giveaway is in no way associated with Facebook, Twitter, Rafflecopter or any other entity unless otherwise specified. The number of eligible entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Kathy from I Am A Reader, Not A Writer http://iamareader.com and sponsored by the author. VOID WHERE PROHIBITED BY LAW.

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Blog Tour: Twisted Blast & Giveaway!

Twisted

Hello everyone and welcome at my stop of the Twisted Book Blast! 

The Book

Twisted

Cayden Rivers wants nothing more than to be normal, but we don’t always get what we want. For years he has been hiding a secret, afraid of being labeled a “freak”. Every day he goes to school, plays football, spends time with his girlfriend, and helps carry his drunken adopted father to bed. Nobody knows the truth about his unnatural speed and strength, including his life-long friend Camilla.

Suddenly, four strangers enter Cayden’s life, and not only do they know his secret, they also have one of their own. With their help, Cayden discovers there is more to his power, something much more dangerous. Something other people will kill to possess.

Camilla wishes her parents were around more. She gets lonely sleeping in her big empty house night after night. Sure, she has all the money she could ever need, but the only person who is there for her is Cayden. He has his own family and a girlfriend who takes up most of his time, so Camilla knows he won’t be there for her forever, and recently he’s been acting really strange.

Will Cayden be able to keep his secret and his friendship with Camilla, or will his new found power destroy everything, including his own life?

Switching between Cayden and Camilla’s point of view, Twisted will leave you aching for more.

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The Author

KayCee is a 24 year old self-published author from Cleveland, Ohio. KayCee has always loved reading. After a re-occurring dream she decided to try writing about it. She wrote the first installment of Twisted when she was 20.

“I kept having this dream about these twins, and then I just decided to run with it. I wrote the beginning, the end, and then filled in the middle.”

KayCee finished the book in 8 months and then decided to share the book online. After seeing people get interested in the book and the characters, she decided to write another book and turn Twisted into a series.

KayCee has finished four novels in the Twisted series and is currently working on the fifth book.

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Tour Schedule

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The Giveaway

$50 Amazon Gift Card or Paypal Cash

Ends 10/31/13

Terms and Conditions
Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code or Paypal Cash. Winning Entry will be verified prior to prize being awarded. No purchase necessary. You must be 18 or older to enter or have your parent enter for you. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter and announced here as well as emailed and will have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen.
This giveaway is in no way associated with Facebook, Twitter, Rafflecopter or any other entity unless otherwise specified. The number of eligible entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Kathy from I Am A Reader, Not A Writer http://iamareader.com and sponsored by the author. VOID WHERE PROHIBITED BY LAW.

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Blog Tour: My Sister’s Reaper Excerpt & Giveaway!

My Sister's Reaper

Hello everyone and welcome at my stop of My Sister’s Reaper Book Tour! 

The Book

My Sister's Reaper

Sixteen-year-old Zadie’s first mistake was telling the boy she liked she could bring her dead sister back to life. Her second mistake was actually doing it.

When Zadie accidentally messes with the Reaper’s Rite that should have claimed her sister Mara, things go horribly wrong. Mara isn’t the same anymore—Zadie isn’t even sure she’s completely human, and to top it off, a Reaper is determined to collect Mara’s soul no matter what. Now Zadie must figure out how to defeat her sister’s Reaper, or let Mara die … this time for good.

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“So are we going to do this, or what?” Danny asked.

“First, the preparations,” Naomi said. She swung the canvas bag over her head and crouched down on the floor to unzip it. From it, she pulled a plastic bag, a lighter, and a game box with the word Ouija on it. “Help me with the candles, Zadie.”

Pulling tea-light candles from the plastic bag, Naomi and I placed them in a large circle on the floor.

“Nice touch, right?” she whispered when our heads were close together.

Gavin picked up the lighter and brought our circle of fire to life. Naomi and I looked at each other as we sat on the floor, our knees bent toward the glow of the candlelight. Gavin sat next to me, then gestured with his head to his best friend. Danny sighed, running a hand over his short hair before joining us in the circle beside Naomi.

“Zadie,” Naomi said.

“What?”

“Ready?”

“Oh. Yeah, sure.”

“Remember,” Naomi said as she started unpacking the Ouija board, “once the spell works, you two have to take us out on a double date.”

“If it works,” Danny said.

“When,” Naomi insisted.

“Did you ever notice that Ouija is made up of two foreign words for yes?” Gavin said. “Oui which is French, and ja which is German. Isn’t that strange?”

“You know what else is strange?” Danny said, turning off his flashlight. “That people still buy these things.”

Naomi snapped a reply, but I didn’t hear the words. Suddenly, all I could think about was Mara. What would happen if the doctors couldn’t live up to their promise? What if Mara was lost to me—and Dad—forever? What if this thin excuse to spend time with Gavin was the only chance I had to save my sister?

I shook my head. I felt the others watching me, but I ignored them, staring at the candlelight as if it would give me answers. If I tried to bring Mara back and failed, I would lose hope too. But what if Mara died, and I’d never even tried to save her?

A strange feeling came over me, like a buzzing in my bones. I found myself focused on the glow of candlelight. Everything else went fuzzy, disappearing into the dark.

“We don’t need the board,” I told Naomi as she moved to place it in the middle. “Put it away.”

“What?”

“I don’t need the Ouija board.”

“Ooh, you’re giving me chills,” she said. “Awesome!”

She set the board and pointer aside, and I reached out my hands to Danny and Gavin. Gavin’s hand felt warm in mine. My fingers brushed against some calluses on his palm. His touch was rough, but nice. Danny looked away from Naomi when she slid her hand into his.

I closed my eyes and thought about my sister. About how she used to let me squeeze into bed with her when I was little and couldn’t sleep. About how she held me the whole night when our mother was taken away, wiping away my tears and telling me it was going to be all right. I tightened my grip on Gavin’s hand. She had to wake up. She just had to.

A jumble of sounds suddenly tumbled from my lips—sounds from a language I didn’t recognize. The voice was mine, but the movements of my tongue and teeth were not. My fingers tingled, and the flames from the candles grew warmer. My blood felt electric. Still chanting, I slowly opened my eyes. My three companions stared at me. I stopped, my mouth falling silent.

For a moment, nothing happened. We simply looked at each other, waiting. A chill crept up my neck. In that instant, wind whipped through our circle, making the candles flicker wildly. There was a sound, like plastic scraping wood, and my eyes darted to the Ouija board Naomi had set aside. My body jerked, as if I’d been holding a huge mass of energy inside of me and it had suddenly escaped.

The buzzing and electric feeling were gone. I felt like I was going to throw up. What had I just done?

“It moved,” Naomi said.

“What did?” Danny asked.

“The pointer on the board.”

“No way,” Gavin said. “Where is it pointing?”

We all scrabbled over to look at the board, but the second we reached it, all the candles went out.

I screamed Mara’s name as I ran to the front door. I tripped up the porch steps, bursting through the door—and straight into a thick red fog that smelled of earth and spices.

I didn’t close the front door, hoping that the strange smoke cloud would escape into the open air. I waved my hand in front of my face, but it didn’t help. I had to squint to find my way to the stairs, calling out for Mara as I stumbled to her bedroom.

She wasn’t in bed. She wasn’t on the floor or in the closet, or in the other bedrooms. I slid every window open, covering my nose with my shirt to protect my lungs from the fumes. I rushed back downstairs. Mara wasn’t in the kitchen either. I threw open the back door in an attempt to create an air current that might de-fog the house. Like magic, the smoke swooshed through the door, emptying out into the backyard.

And there she was.

Mara sat in her nightgown at the edge of the woods that bordered our backyard, knees pulled up to her chest, rocking and staring at the house. I ran to her, my breath coming out in short gasps.

“Mara, what the hell?”

She continued to stare at the house, rocking to a rhythm I couldn’t understand.

I put my hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath. “Mara, talk to me.”

She stopped rocking. She slowly turned her head. It seemed to take forever until she found what she was looking for, and I was suddenly sorry I’d caught her attention. But Mara’s gaze didn’t land on me. She looked past me. I was hesitant to take my eyes off her to see what she was looking at, but at the same time I was afraid of what might be behind me, of whatever could cause her to act like this. I followed her gaze to a shadowy figure under the tree across the street. Who was there? I narrowed my eyes, but couldn’t make out who it might be.

“He’s coming for me.”

Her voice was flat. Empty. Terrifying.

“Who’s coming, Mara?”

She looked at me, her hazel eyes unblinking. “He won’t stop. There’s no escape.”

I looked to the tree again, but the figure was gone.

I almost didn’t see her. The room was still, and I’d turned to head up the stairs. But something by the kitchen island caught my eye. Something that shouldn’t have been there. A shoe. Mara’s leg, sticking out from behind the counter. I circled the island to find out why she was sitting on the floor and came face to face with a large knife.
Mara was in a tank top, running the serrated blade in a slow line near her shoulder. The cut ran just along the surface of her skin, blood oozing from the broken skin and staining her top. I gasped, and Mara looked up at me with a tear-streaked face.
I dropped to my knees and grabbed her hand. “Mara!”
“I have to.” She pulled away, stronger than I thought. “He wants the pain.”
“Stop it! You don’t have to do this!”
She twisted away from me, her eyes wild as she dug the knife into her shoulder. This time deeper. Lines of red ran down her arm. I grabbed her wrist and used all my might to separate the knife from her skin. She screamed, her teeth bared like some kind of untamed animal. My eyes darted around the room, searching for unusually dark shadows.
I felt desperate, my voice pleading when I said, “Mara, I’m trying to help you.”
“I need more time!”
“Just let go of the knife!”
“You don’t know what he wants from me! You have no idea!”
We ducked our heads and jogged to the hole in the fence. The rain pounded hard against the ground, kicking up mud, and the branches of the trees pitched in the wind. Naomi made a sound of disgust as she crouched in the sludge to wriggle through the small opening.
Just as I was about to follow her, I heard a whisper, the soft noise tickling the hairs on the back of my neck. I whirled around and scanned the cemetery, but it was hard to make out shapes through the heavy curtain of rain. Lightning streaked across the sky, the flash illuminating the mausoleum. A shadow moved across the wall. I blinked rapidly, trying to focus on where the shadow had been. My heart picked up speed as I waited anxiously for another flash of lightning. But it never came. The shadow was gone.
“Come on, Zadie!” Naomi yelled from the other side of the fence.
I watched the mausoleum a moment longer, telling myself it was just a trick of light. Probably leaves or smoke or something. Naomi called once more, her voice sounding miles away. On a shuddered breath, I dropped to all fours and plodded toward her, willing the notion of whispers and visions of looming shadows out of my head.
“Mara?”Her door was cracked, flickering candlelight illuminating the frame. I slowed, wondering why she had lit candles in her room. I heard a small sound, a tiny lyrical noise coming from inside her bedroom. My chest felt heavy. I eased the door open and peeked inside.

Mara was crouched in the corner, her knees pulled against her chest, surrounded by a crude semi-circle of flickering candles. She was humming, creepy and off-key. It wasn’t a tune I recognized.

I took tentative steps into the room. “Mara, what are you doing?”

The humming continued. I wondered if she even heard me.

Lilura’s words haunted me. The curse. The Reaper’s Rite. The other night, Mara had said someone was coming for her. Was there really someone—or something—after my sister? Was she sitting in the corner hiding or trying to protect herself?

I turned away from my sister and headed toward the door. Before I reached it, it slammed shut. I stared at the door, my heart thundering in my chest. Mara’s eerie song floated in the air, prompting me to turn and face her.

“Mara?” I whispered. I didn’t know what I was going to say, but I had to try. “You … you don’t have to be afraid. You’re not alone. I can help you. I know what it’s like.”

She stopped humming, jerked her head up, and locked her wide eyes with mine.

“Oh, really? He’s pissed and it’s because of something you did!”

Suddenly, the flames from the candles shot up in straight lines, tickling the ceiling and casting the room in a menacing glow. Mara sat unmoving. Her shadow morphed on the wall behind her, the dark pattern swelling like a macabre shadow puppet, until I stared at the silhouette of a hooded creature carrying a spear. I knew it was impossible, but I felt the shadow turn and look at me. It swept its spear across the violet walls. No, not a spear. A scythe.

A scream stuck in my throat. I ran to the door and turned the knob, my hand slipping from it a few times as panic overtook me. I glanced over my shoulder. The flames slowly sank back to their original size. Mara’s gaze slipped to the floor, and she began to hum again. This time my grip was better, and I threw the door open and ran to my room.

The Author

I’m a Philippine-born American living in Germany with my husband and two teens.

I write young adult books that usually have some element of magic or the supernatural in them. I also like to read those kinds of books. Aside from reading, I like movies, chocolate, take-out, coffee, traveling, and having fun with my friends and family. I’ve also been known to make a pretty sweet cupcake.

I tend to sing sometimes, too, so keep me away from your Karaoke bars.

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The Giveaway

$25 Amazon Gift Card or Paypal Cash

Ends 10/20/13

Terms and Conditions
Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code or Paypal Cash. Winning Entry will be verified prior to prize being awarded. No purchase necessary. You must be 18 or older to enter or have your parent enter for you. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter and announced here as well as emailed and will have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen.
This giveaway is in no way associated with Facebook, Twitter, Rafflecopter or any other entity unless otherwise specified. The number of eligible entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Kathy from I Am A Reader, Not A Writer http://iamareader.com and sponsored by the author. VOID WHERE PROHIBITED BY LAW.

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Blog Tour: Cerberus Book Blast & Giveaway

My Sister's Reaper

Hello everyone and welcome at my stop of Cerberus Book Blast! 

The Book

My Sister's Reaper

For Kaeden Parish, life in Solace has always followed certain rules—everything makes sense, everything can be planned for, and everything is as it seems. Unfortunately, the secret harbored by his gorgeous, albeit guarded girlfriend is about to shatter all of that.

After a successful attack on his life opens his eyes to a world of war, shadows, and supernatural creatures—a world he didn’t plan for—Kaeden finds himself resembling the sort of monster he has always feared. As he desperately struggles to resist a new temptation, danger draws ever nearer, threatening the ones he loves most. A prophecy tells of a final battle and great destruction, and Kaeden must decide which side he is on, a choice that could mean the end of the world.

In Book 1 of the Solace Series, P.K. Gallagher pulls readers into a realm where good and evil are at war, and the outcome of it all rests on one young man’s decision to either go and live…or stay and die.

This is where the story of Parish begins.

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The Author

Despite writing stories that take place almost exclusively in New England, speculative young adult fiction author P. K. Gallagher has lived in the suburbs of the south her entire life. It is to this that she attributes her love of the fantastic and the supernatural—writing such things was her only escape from the monotony of Suburbia. Gallagher graduated from Florida A&M University in 2013 with a bachelor’s degree in journalism and a fervent desire to never set foot inside a newsroom again.

She currently lives in Atlanta and divides her time between working a day job, finishing her works in progress, and perfecting her plans for world domination.

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The Giveaway

$50 Amazon Gift Card or Paypal Cash

Ends 10/18/13

Terms and Conditions
Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code or Paypal Cash. Winning Entry will be verified prior to prize being awarded. No purchase necessary. You must be 18 or older to enter or have your parent enter for you. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter and announced here as well as emailed and will have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen.
This giveaway is in no way associated with Facebook, Twitter, Rafflecopter or any other entity unless otherwise specified. The number of eligible entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Kathy from I Am A Reader, Not A Writer http://iamareader.com and sponsored by the author. VOID WHERE PROHIBITED BY LAW.

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Blog Tour: My Sister’s Reaper Blast & Giveaway!

My Sister's Reaper

Hello everyone and welcome at my stop of My Sister’s Reaper Book Blast! 

The Book

My Sister's Reaper

Sixteen-year-old Zadie’s first mistake was telling the boy she liked she could bring her dead sister back to life. Her second mistake was actually doing it.

When Zadie accidentally messes with the Reaper’s Rite that should have claimed her sister Mara, things go horribly wrong. Mara isn’t the same anymore—Zadie isn’t even sure she’s completely human, and to top it off, a Reaper is determined to collect Mara’s soul no matter what. Now Zadie must figure out how to defeat her sister’s Reaper, or let Mara die … this time for good.

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The Author

I’m a Philippine-born American living in Germany with my husband and two teens.

I write young adult books that usually have some element of magic or the supernatural in them. I also like to read those kinds of books. Aside from reading, I like movies, chocolate, take-out, coffee, traveling, and having fun with my friends and family. I’ve also been known to make a pretty sweet cupcake.

I tend to sing sometimes, too, so keep me away from your Karaoke bars.

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Tour Schedule

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The Giveaway

$50 Amazon Gift Card or Paypal Cash

Ends 10/18/13

Terms and Conditions
Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code or Paypal Cash. Winning Entry will be verified prior to prize being awarded. No purchase necessary. You must be 18 or older to enter or have your parent enter for you. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter and announced here as well as emailed and will have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen.
This giveaway is in no way associated with Facebook, Twitter, Rafflecopter or any other entity unless otherwise specified. The number of eligible entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Kathy from I Am A Reader, Not A Writer http://iamareader.com and sponsored by the author. VOID WHERE PROHIBITED BY LAW.

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Blog Tours: The Silver Strand by L.J. Clarkson Book Blast & Giveaway

silver strand tour
Hello everyone and welcome at my stop of the Silver Strand Book Blast!

The Book

silver strand

Ever since twelve year old Isabelle Tresdon’s silver strand of hair sprouted, it’s been nothing but trouble: bleeding pink dust and sparking like a firecracker. Refusing to be known as the girl with the freaky, grandma hair, she wishes it never grew and the hair withers and tarnishes.

The only problem is, the strand is Isabelle’s source of magic, and she can transform particles of energy into matter. It’s also her ticket into Mastermind Academy, a secret school inside the earth’s core. Five days remain before the strand drains her magic and life, forcing Isabelle to enter into a deal with two trickster Masterminds to save it. But what she doesn’t count on is there is more at stake than just her life.

The Silver Strand, a MG Fantasy Adventure for 9-12 year olds, is book 1 in the Mastermind Academy Series.

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The Author

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One thing you need to know about L.J. Clarkson is that she tells BIG lies. She tells everyone that she gave up her career as an Environmental Engineer and Project Manager to write full time. But that’s not entirely true. Ten percent of the time she sleeps in. Fifteen percent of her day, she spends surfing the internet, researching for new books and her business. Ok, fine. Two percent is for research. But she’s only admitting it so she doesn’t end up like Boldrick. For eighteen point seven five percent of her day, she runs her promotional and support site for authors, called Indicated (www.indicated.com.au). The rest of her time involves writing, reading, watching movies and TV, walking her dogs and falling asleep whenever her boyfriend talks technical computer lingo. Truthfully, she hates early mornings, mondays, grammar (yuck! just ask her poor editor!), broccoli and cleaning. If you would like to drop her and line and let her know what you think of the book, she would love to hear from you. Just not before 8:30am in the morning.

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Excerpt

“Did you know Isabelle has a silver, alien antenna?” Bimouth’s voice sang out over the shouts and chatter of the school bus, capturing everyone’s attention. “In science class, a magnet flew out of Mr. Higgins’ hand and stuck to her antenna. How freaky is that?”

Isabelle’s back pressed against her seat.

Bianca leapt up like a jack-in-a-box. Her voice came out as a hiss. “Shut your face horse mite or I’ll shut it for you.”

Looked like the bus ride might end in death.

Bigmouth turned to face Bianca. “What if Isabelle’s antenna, like, turns us into alien zombies?”

A chorus of whispers broke out.

Catching the bus was a very bad idea. Isabelle prayed again for that black hole to open up and suck her in. Better yet, she wished it would gobble up the bigmouth. Isabelle tugged on Bianca’s arm and said in a low voice, “Just cut it off.”

Her friend’s eyes softened. “You sure, Boof?”

“The hair’s caused nothing but trouble since it sprouted.” The little voice inside Isabelle’s mind begged her not to, but she didn’t listen.

“Ok.” Something in Bianca’s school bag rattled as she riffled through it. She yanked a pair of scissors free.

Isabelle’s gut clenched as her friend laid the strand between the blades. “Wait!” She suddenly felt unsure about whether to get rid of it. What if it were special and magical like Bianca had said? A magnetic hair, although cool, was hardly magical. Isabelle decided to test it. Closing her eyes, she willed her strand to turn Bigmouth into a toad.

But Bigmouth’s voice still carried throughout the bus. “And in gym class, like, she bled this weird, pink dust.”

“Definitely an alien,” someone nearby agreed.

So much for Isabelle’s strand being magical. “Cut it,” she said, exchanging a sideways look with Bianca.

Her friend squeezed the handles together. Fuchsia-colored sparks shot out and scalded Isabelle’s right cheek. The strand sizzled and hissed like a firecracker, drawing the attention of Bigmouth.

She shrieked like a real girl. “Look! Isabelle’s antenna’s on fire.”

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The Giveaway

$50 Amazon Gift Card or Paypal Cash

Ends 9/15/13

Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code or Paypal Cash. Winning Entry will be verified prior to prize being awarded. No purchase necessary. You must be 18 or older to enter or have your parent enter for you. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter and announced here as well as emailed and will have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen. This giveaway is in no way associated with Facebook, Twitter, Rafflecopter or any other entity unless otherwise specified. The number of eligible entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Kathy from I Am A Reader, Not A Writer http://iamareader.com and sponsored by the author. VOID WHERE PROHIBITED BY LAW.

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Blog Tours: The Escape by Kiz Jones Teaser

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Hello Everyone and Welcome to my stop of the Escape Blog Tour

The Book

Title: The Escape
SeriesAtlantis Voyager, #1
Author: Kiz Jones
Publisher: MCJ Warriors
ASIN: B00DU2JYDY
Tags: Young Adult, Romance, Science Fiction
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In book one of Atlantis Voyager: Alexa and her family have spent twelve years on Earth observing primitive cultures, collecting samples, and sending their findings back to their home world, Atlantia. As the end of their mission approaches and they prepare for their return to Atlantia, the unexpected happens. Earth is invaded by an old enemy. The research team must take drastic measures to ensure the safety of their families and the inhabitants of Earth. Along the way, Alexa finds herself torn between feelings for two men. Turning eighteen isn’t as easy as she thought it would be.

Teaser

They all made their way back up to the bridge. Tim and Jason were with Tara, working on the navigation console. Chloe held Lissa in her lap, distracting her by playing with her little doll. Alexa walked over to check on little Lissa.

“Hey, little bit, you doing okay?”

The little girl nodded. Her hair bobbing. “I don’t like the t-boost. It makes me feel woozy.”

“Me too, kiddo.” Alexa patted her head comfortingly.

She looked back up and found Korinna watching her closely. “Korinna? Are you okay?”

She nodded. “You care for one another. I am unused to that.”

Alexa slowly reached out her hand to pat the other girl’s shoulder. “I care about you too now. You are one of us, a part of our crew.”

“Leo!” Tim yelled out.

Alexa watched Leo run over to the console where Tim was sitting. From the look on both Jason and Tim’s faces, they couldn’t figure out what was wrong.

“Are these the right coordinates?” Tim asked.

“No. Here, let me.” Leo leaned over and typed in a new set of coordinates. He stepped back as the mainframe computer reconfigured their designation.

Tim sighed. “Well, at least now we know where we are not. We are not anywhere near Atlantia.”

“Will we need to use the teleboost again to reach Atlantia?” Nik asked.

“Yes, but we can’t, at least, not right now. The navigation system is overworked. I won’t be able to start up the teleportation schematics until I have the exact coordinates. I suggest we make several small jumps instead of the larger ones. The large boosts are too much on us physically and too hard on the mainframe computer. Another big boost could fry the mainframe. Also, the larger boosts uses greater amounts of fuel. I will need some time to work out coordinates for the small jumps,” Leo explained.

“How much time?” Nik asked.

“I’ll need at least a couple of hours. Plan on an hour for the navigation system to regain full function and then another hour to configure the teleboost for the smaller jumps.”

“Do we know if the Tranzits followed us with this last jump like they did the first time?” Tara asked.

“We won’t be able to tell until the mainframe is fully functioning again. The good news is, if they did follow us, their computer systems are most likely down just like ours are. They won’t be fully functioning for a while, ” Jason spoke up. Leo nodded his agreement.

“Since nothing can be done for at least two hours, I suggest everyone go and get something to eat and rest,” Nik ordered.

“What about you?” Alexa asked.

“I will stay on the bridge to keep an eye out for the Tranzits, in case they did come through the last jump.”

Everyone headed to their apartments. It hadn’t been that long since they last ate, but the jumps took a big toll on their bodies. They were all hungry. Lissa was still scared and about to cry again. Tara was going to try to get her to take another nap after she ate something.

Alexa tried to get Leo to come with her but he insisted on going back with the boys to their apartment. She didn’t want to interfere with them bonding together. They needed that. She realized for the first time that he was growing up. He was no longer her baby brother. She wanted him to be independent, but it meant that he would need her less and less. It was bittersweet.

Apollo kept trying to get her attention. He probably wanted to talk about the kiss they had shared. She wasn’t ready yet. She was so confused. Nik had told her on the trading colony that he wasn’t interested in her, so she shouldn’t feel guilty for kissing Apollo. Besides, Apollo had been her first boyfriend. Their relationship preceded her and Nik’s whatever-it-was. They had a connection too.

Her relationship with Nik had always been a push and pull. There were times that when she was around him, everything was great. Then he would do or say something to irritate her. She admired him. He was strong and intelligent. He commanded people around him easily. He reminded her a little of her father. That was a disturbing thought.

About the Author

Kiz Jones is now an author for MCJ Warriors. She attended college at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. She has been a huge fan of both romance and science fiction novels since she was fourteen years old. Her favorite television shows growing up were Star Trek and Doctor Who. When not writing, she can usually be found curled up on the couch with a good book, working on her hobby of photography, or spending time with her son.