Newtimber:Fractured by Karen E. Hoover

Introducing Newtimber: Fractured, an exciting YA urban fantasy novel by Karen E. Hoover, author of The Wolfchild Saga and others.

There was absolutely no way a black dragon hovered outside of Newtimber. Sianna rubbed her eyes, but the dragon was still there, clutching a round object that looked like a spotted egg. And then the egg fell, hitting the ground like an atomic bomb, sending out waves of a slow-moving fog that distorted everything it touched.

The citizens of Newtimber change. The old man down the street stretches into a screaming tree. Sianna’s skateboarding friend, Matt, transforms into a giant green dragon. Pegasus. Sirens. Griffins. Vampires. Zombies. Creatures from the myths of every culture come to life through the people.

Even Sianna changes, her skin becoming stone hard, and she gains the ability to travel from the human realm into the dimension of the fae, using it to free her father from prison and enlist his aid in battling the evil bent on taking over the world.

One person to heal a family, a town, and save the world. It seems an impossible task, but with the help of her new friends, it could happen.

Right?

Newtimber: Fractured will be released early summer 2014 by Trifecta Books. Visit www.trifectabooks.com for exciting updates about this great new series!

Escaping Safety by Bonnie Gwyn

Christina has grown up literally ‘sheltered’ in a sanctuary run by mysterious Officials who offer safety in exchange for captivity. She’s already suspicious of the Officials when she meets Tyler Andrus, commander of the T-Squad: a group of rebels on a quest to destroy the sanctuaries and bring light back into the world. Having yearned for freedom all her life, she joins them in a journey of hope, terror, and self-discovery. 

Here is an excerpt from Escaping Safety:

 “You have a weapon and a reason to use it. In battle, that’s really all you need.”
“What about courage?”
“If you’re fighting for something you love, courage will find you.” The footsteps of the T-Squad sounded on the ramp above, accompanied by goodbyes and starting orders. “C’mon, little doggie. We’ve got work to do.”
Wolf raised his fist. “Don’t call me little doggie.”
“Then howl and show your true colors. Stop pretending you’re a coward. You’re so much more than that.”
Wolf gave a humorously terrible howl, raising his hands to the sky.
Lexi rolled her eyes. “Fail.”

Bonnie Gwyn wrote her first book, about a talking grandfather clock, when she was six – and hasn’t stopped writing since. In fact, she can’t “not write,” and she wouldn’t have it any other way. She hasn’t missed a day of writing in her journal for the past four years!

As a winner in this year’s National Novel Writing Month challenge, Bonnie produced her latest dystopian novel, Escaping Safety, and is now working on its sequel. She is also close to completing a fantasy romance series, The Legends of Elldamorae, whose characters have captured her heart and can’t wait to have their stories revealed.    

Bonnie’s mantra is, “I write because I believe every story deserves to be told.”

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Alex by Irish Winters

Alex Stewart, ex-Marine and tough as nails boss, ditches the success of his fledgling business and flees to his cabin in the deep woods. He’s had enough. Four years after the deaths of his wife and daughter, he’s stuck in the anger stage of grief. He wants to be left alone. Life used to make sense. It just doesn't bring him joy. Nothing does. 

She’s trying to remember . . . 

Left to die in those same deep woods, Kelsey is the last thing Alex expects to find at his cabin. She’s everything he’s running away from. Responsibility. Memories. Having to care about someone else beside himself. To make matters worse, she can’t remember anything except her first name. Neither can she explain the marks on her body, nor why two darling baby boys haunt her dreams. 

But Alex can . . . 

Read part of this awesome book -

Kelsey slid down the counter, every ounce of strength evaporated. She landed on her butt with a graceless thump, his kiss gone too quickly from her face. The wonderful warmth of the moment went out the door with him, leaving her alone? Unhappy? Empty? And definitely unbalanced.

Her tongue tasted where his lips had just been. Her chin still felt the rub of his stubble. The lingering scent of sawdust and spice filled her nose. She shivered, still tasting, still feeling, and finally breathing. Like a fool, she had stood there without so much as a return hug. She hadn’t even returned his kiss. Am I insane?

Kelsey scrambled to her feet. She knew what she wanted and she wasn’t afraid. Well, okay, so maybe she was, but he needed to know, and she needed to tell him. She threw open the back door, intending to run if she had to. She just didn’t think she would nearly run him over.

Alex stood in the pale glow of the back porch light, his arms folded as he leaned against his truck in the carport. She couldn’t see the blue of his eyes, only the quiet worry on his face. Another strike of lightning sizzled. White-hot lightning. Hot enough to melt two people together if they weren’t careful. She had no intentions of being careful, not any more.

“You’re here.” Kelsey blurted out the first dumb words in her overheated mind.

“Yes. I am.”

Irish Winters is an award-winning author who dabbles in poetry, grandchildren, and rarely (as in extremely rarely) the kitchen. More prone to be outdoors than in, she grew up the quintessential tomboy on a farm in rural Wisconsin, spent her teenage years in the Pacific Northwest, but calls the Wasatch Mountains of Northern Utah home. For now.

The wife of one handsome husband and the mother of three perfect sons, Irish divides her time between writing at home and travelling the country with her man while - writing. (Seriously, what else?)

She believes in making every day count for something and follows the wise admonition of her mother to, "Look out the window and see something!"

blog: irishwinters.blogspot.com

website: IrishWinters.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/author.irishwinters

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Mark by Irish Winters

Mark Houston has done the unthinkable. The United States Marine has fallen in love with his best friend’s fiancée. Now he has to tell Libby Clifton that Jon was killed in action. When Mark accompanies his friend’s body home to the quiet farming community of Spencer, Wisconsin, he discovers that all was not well between Libby and Jon. He dares to hope there might still be room in her heart for him—until she confides in him that he’s the only friend she has—the very last thing a man wants to hear. Or be. 

She’s trying to move on. After the very public funeral of her war hero fiancée, Libby trades the sedate country life for nursing school in big city Chicago. Little does she realize that kilos of opium lay six-feet underground with the man she’s just buried. The cold-blooded cartel boss has proven he will go to extreme lengths to get his drugs back. Mark Houston, now working for Alex Stewart and his covert surveillance team, is determined to protect Libby. Three paths are on a collision course of murder, deceit, and betrayal. 

Opium isn’t the only thing that’s buried . . . 

Check out this awesome snippet from Mark:

Still trying to calm down, he checked her pulse again and smoothed his hands over her shoulders, down her arms, hips and thighs. It didn’t look like she had anything major wrong with her, no broken legs or arms, but there was plenty of what looked like road-rash across her extremities and dried blood in her hair. As bad as she looked, he was afraid of a gunshot, but he found nothing. A concussion was a possibility, but it’s not like he was a doctor. He had had some medical training in the Corps. A man didn't survive warfare without knowing how to tourniquet a bloody limb or plug a sucking chest wound, but this was different. This was a woman.

Damn. What do I do now?

Whisper nestled his big black snout over Alex’s shoulder like he was offering free advice with his whine.

“I know.” Alex scratched the dog’s nose. “You found her. Now what do we do with her? You got any bright ideas?”

Whisper slapped the porch once with his moose-sized paw.

“No. You can’t keep her. She’s not a toy,” Alex muttered.

Irish Winters is an award-winning author who dabbles in poetry, grandchildren, and rarely (as in extremely rarely) the kitchen. More prone to be outdoors than in, she grew up the quintessential tomboy on a farm in rural Wisconsin, spent her teenage years in the Pacific Northwest, but calls the Wasatch Mountains of Northern Utah home. For now.

The wife of one handsome husband and the mother of three perfect sons, Irish divides her time between writing at home and travelling the country with her man while - writing. (Seriously, what else?)

She believes in making every day count for something and follows the wise admonition of her mother to, "Look out the window and see something!"

Author Links:

blog: irishwinters.blogspot.com

website: IrishWinters.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/author.irishwinters 

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Sweet Confections by Danyelle Ferguson

According to Rachel Marconi chocolate heals all wounds. That and throwing darts at pictures of her ex-boyfriend. Burned by yet another bad relationship, Rachel decides to reprioritize her life, putting her dream to compete on a  Food Network Challenge on the top of her list and dating at the bottom crossed out in red sharpie. 

But what's a girl to do when a certain sexy guy keeps asking her out?

Cue in Graydon Green, a former pro hockey player turned restaurant owner. After a lot of persistent and humorous teasing, he finally convinces Rachel to commit to a date. Just when things begin to warm up, threatening notes directed at Rachel arrive. When her bakery is vandalized, Graydon's protective streak goes on red alert. Is it her obsessive ex-boyfriend stalking her? Or maybe a challenger trying to sabotage the competition?

Either way, Rachel is definitely going to need more chocolate - perhaps drizzled over ice cream and devil's food cake.

Danyelle Ferguson is a thirty-something mom with the heart of a college student obsessed with chocolate and yearning for the thrill of romance. In her day job, she does a juggling act trying to cram in her writing deadlines between the never-ending laundry pile and constant calls for mom. You can find out more about Danyelle via the web:

Blog: www.QueenOfTheClan.com

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Danyelle Ferguson is also the author of (dis)Abilities and the Gospel: How to Bring People with Special Needs Closer to Christ. To learn more about Danyelle, visit her websites: 

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