It’s time for the 2014 Fall YA Scavenger Hunt!!!

Hooray! You’ve found my stop on the Spring 2014 YA Scavenger Hunt!

scavenger huntI’m Cole Gibsen. I write young adult and new adult fiction, compete in agility trials with my Australian Shepherd, and rock out in a band on weekends. My upcoming YA book about bullying, LIFE UNAWARE, will release April, 2015.  I’ve been told I look like Hipster Ariel with my new glasses, but frankly, I don’t see the resemblance.

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On this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each participating YA author, you also get a secret number. Add up the numbers, and  enter it for a chance to win a major prize–one lucky winner will receive at least one signed book from each author on my team in the hunt! But play fast: this contest (and all the exclusive bonus material) will only be online until noon PST on Sunday, October 5th!

You can start right here or you can also go to the YA Scavenger Hunt “How to Hunt” Page to find out all about the hunt. There are TWO contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or both! I am a part of the GOLD TEAM–but there is also other teams and if you also enter their hunts you’ll have a chance to win a whole different set of signed books!TeamIf you’d like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, see the full list of prizes up for grabs, or if you get lost along the way, go to the YA Scavenger Hunt homepage.

Looking for my exclusive bonus content??? Somewhere on this blog hop, I’ve hidden an exclusive video of Captain Jack Sparrow reading my author bio. You are NOT going to want to miss that.. You’ll have to follow the links at the end of each Scavenger Hunt Post. .

Before you go on though, check out the amazing author I’m hosting. But, first, a few rules.

SCAVENGER HUNT PUZZLE

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Directions: Below, you’ll notice that I’ve listed my favorite number. Collect the favorite numbers of all the authors on the red team, and then add them up (don’t worry, you can use a calculator!). Hint: the secret number is highlighted in GOLD.

Entry Form: Once you’ve added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.

Rules: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian’s permission to enter. To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit the completed entry form by April 6th, at noon Pacific Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.

Now that all the technical stuff is out of the way, I’ll introduce the author I am hosting on this hunt.

I am super excited to be hosting…

PATTY BLOUNT

http://www.pattyblount.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/patty_red.jpgBio: Technical writer by day, author by night, Patty Blount’s contemporary novels for teens including SEND, TMI, and the just-released SOME BOYS all cover internet bullying in different forms. Fueled by a serious chocolate addiction, Patty loves hearing from readers almost as much as she loves chocolate, so visit her website at pattyblount.com or follow her on Twitter @pattyblount. Patty will choose a random reader who signs up for her newsletter (see the website for details) to receive a signed copy of her debut novel, SEND.

The book Patty is showcasing on the fall hunt is:

http://www.pattyblount.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Some-Boys-Cover-200x300.jpgSome Boys go too far. Some Boys don’t see you. Some Boys will break your heart. When Grace meets Ian she’s afraid. Afraid he’ll reject her like the rest of the school, like her own family. Call her a slut and a liar. But…he doesn’t. He’s funny and kind with secrets of his own. But how do you trust the best friend of the boy who raped you? How do you believe in love?

and Gavin can’t wait around for her memories to return. They’ll have to journey across the Outlands of the Surface to find help, and in the end, their search may just lead them back to the place it all started.


Doesn’t that sound amazing? You have to put this book on your to-read list now! For more information about this book or to check out Patty’s other books, check out her website.

Patty has an amazing book trailer on her website. I think I watched it 4 times in a row.


Now for the top-secret deleted scene.

This deleted scene originally took place immediately after Ian and Zac’s fight following Ian’s discovery of the video that proved what Zac did. My editor and I decided to pull it because it didn’t truly advance the plot. However, it does provide a touching moment between Ian and Grace, so I hope you enjoy it.
Deleted SOME BOYS scene:

Mr. Russell skids to a stop in front of the emergency room. We abandon the car, race inside and find Ian in a trauma room, blood flowing from his face and head, bruises darkening his skin. A whole team of people in scrubs surround him, poking, pressing, stabbing.

There’s a thick collar around his neck, an IV line in his arm. They’d cut off most of his clothes. One doctor presses at the huge bruise on his chest and Ian doesn’t twitch. Another doctor drags an instrument over the bottom of his foot.

This is all my fault. I press my hands to my mouth, hold back the sob.

“How is he? Oh, God, please tell me, how is he?” Mr. Russell grabs one of the doctors shining a light into Ian’s eyes but a nurse forces us back outside, insisting a doctor will be out to talk to us in a minute.

We collapse into chairs and I bury my face in my hands. Beside me, Mr. Russell shakes, like he’s trying hard not to cry. It takes ages, but finally, the door opens and someone comes out.

“Mr. Russell? I’m Doctor Reid.”

I lift my head. Mr. Russell jumps to his feet, his face gray. “How’s my boy?”

“He was lucky. There’s definitely another concussion, but no skull fracture, which is something of a miracle. His ribs are bruised but don’t appear to be broken. We’ll take some x-rays to be sure and do an MRI, check his organs for internal damage.”

Mr. Russell slumps back to his seat and Dr. Reid sits next to him. Her scrubs are bloody and I try not to stare at the splotches and just focus on her face. She’s so young. She doesn’t look that much older than me.

“He’s not out of the woods, though. The multiple concussions he’s sustained over such a short period of time will no doubt leave some mild cognitive impairment.”

Mr. Russell makes a choking sound but Dr. Reid waves a hand and keeps talking.

“I’ve contacted his neurologist; he’ll be here soon to consult, but sports are definitely out.” She flips through notes on a clipboard.

Mr. Russell nods but his face is still gray.

“He has numerous abrasions on his hands, bruising on his legs.” Dr. Reid shakes her head. “But I’m not worried about those. Any questions, have me paged. You can see him as soon as we get him settled.” With a nod, Dr. Reid blends into the sea of white coats and green scrubs.

Mr. Russell sags in his chair and I put a hand on his arm. “You need to call home.”

“Home? Oh, God. You’re right.” And then he bursts into tears. I hug Ian’s dad and apologize over and over for causing all this trouble. “No, Grace. No. None of this was your fault.”

But it was. I should have listened to my mother and fled to Europe, changed my name. But I didn’t. I stayed and I fought and now, Ian’s life is completely ruined.

The hours crawl by.

My parents arrive soon after Ian’s whole family. Coach Brill and Mr. Jordan are here. A hand squeezes my shoulder and when I look up, I’m dumbfounded to find Khatiri standing in front of me with a woman I can only guess is her mother. We fill every ugly plastic chair in the waiting room, my knee bopping around like it’s battery operated until my mom covers it softly with her hand. I lean into her and try not to cry.

Sometime later, a pair of detectives arrive. I remember them too well. “Miss Collier, I’m Detective Buckley,” one says.

“Yeah. I remember.” I cross my arms and scowl. I remember the insulting questions, the pointed looks at my clothes, the shrugs whenever I asked when they would arrest Zac.

Across the room, my dad — minus his Kristie appendage — shifts uncomfortably in his chair. Beside me, Ian’s dad stands up and glares at the two detectives. “You two are the reason my son is in this hospital?”

Detective Buckley winces and puts up his hands. “I understand your hostility. You have to understand rape is a difficult crime to prove. But we wanted to tell you that Zac McMahon will be charged. He’s going to jail this time, Miss Collier.”

All I can do is nod. I’m happy with this news, of course. I just wish they’d done more when I was the victim, instead of Ian. The detectives walk to the desk, ask to speak to Ian’s doctor. One by one, people say their goodbyes and head back to their homes. Dad tries to give me a hug but I stand stiff in his arms.

“Gracie, please.”

“Just go, Dad.”

I turn back to Mom and she holds out her hand but I shake my head. “I’m not leaving him.”

“Grace, they won’t let you stay. You’re not family.”

Mr. Russell’s hand falls to my shoulder. “She can stay as long as she wants. I’ll see to it.”

Mom nods, squeezes Mr. Russell’s hand.

Ian’s sisters return home on their parents’ orders. Dr. Reid finally returns, murmuring something about test results and Ian’s room. We follow her to the elevator and down a corridor where all the rooms contain people plugged into machines. It’s hard to look, hard to breathe when we find Ian, hooked to the same machines, his face almost as white as the sheets covering him.

There’s one chair in Ian’s room. His mom sits down, picks her way slowly around the Rosary beads clutched in her hand. Mr. Russell finds one more chair, plunks it down on the other side of Ian’s bed with a squeal of metal on linoleum.

We rotate through this chair.

The hours pass with nothing but the steady zigzag of Ian’s heart rate monitor to keep us company, the periodic appearance of Dr. Reid or Terry, his nurse. They say his vitals are good. Strong. But he won’t wake up and every time I ask why, nobody has an answer for me.

Early the next morning, when the sun starts to rise, his parents go off in search of coffee. It’s my turn in the chair and I sit, hunched over Ian’s bed, clutching his hand. His knuckles are scraped raw. “Come on, Ian. Wake up.” My voice tastes like sand and sounds even worse. His hand twitches in mine. “Ian? Ian, wake up!” He blinks a few times and then grins weakly at me, and I see that one tooth that’s just a little darker than all the others and think it’s the most beautiful smile ever grinned.

“Hey, bright eyes.” He blinks some more and finally gets that he’s in a hospital. He tries to sit up a little, winces, touches his head. “Fuck, another concussion?”

“Yeah. And some stitches.” I watch him for the rage I’m sure he’ll feel when it sinks in that he can’t play sports again — not if he wants to live. But it never forms.

“Zac?”

“Arrested.”

He nods once, sighing.

“How do you feel?”

“Hungry.”

I pull out my phone, text his dad.

“My parents?”

I nod. “Getting coffee. I told them to bring you back something. Everybody’s been here all night. Your sisters left a few hours ago to grab showers and some clothes for you.” He glances down, notices the hospital gown and blushes a little, which is good because he’s really pale. It makes me smile. “Coach Brill and Mr. Jordan were here, too. And even Khatiri.”

“Sound shocked.” His voice sounds even scratchier than mine.

I meet his eyes and after a minute, nod once. “I guess I am. I can’t believe I made a friend.”

Wincing, he shifts higher in his bed and traces the studs on my cuff. “You made more than that.”

I blink down at him, not sure what he’s saying — not sure if he knows what he’s saying.

With a wide, crooked smile, he whispers, “Love you.”

Okay, now I’m positive he has no idea what he’s saying. I glance at the IV bag over his bed and wonder what the hell they put in there.

His face falls. “Don’t believe me?”

Oh, God, I hurt his feelings. “I want to believe you, but you’re concussed, you’re on who knows what drugs, and you’re probably a little brain damaged, so–” I trail off with a sigh. God in heaven, I want it to be true with a wish — a need so potent, it brings those stupid tears to sting the back of my eyes and this time, I’m ready to just let them flow because damn it, this is Ian, this is the boy I love back and —

“You’re mine.”

I narrow my eyes, not sure I heard him right. “I’m what?”

His grin turns sly. “You’re my girl, my woman, my main—”

I open my mouth to argue but then, all the sly drips out of his grin.

“Grace, the truth is, I’m yours.”

I freeze while that sinks in and then I’m crying. He wipes my eyes with the sheet on his bed and holds it up for my inspection. “Look, no Gothic black this time.”

“Yeah,” I sniffle. “Cried it all off.”

His smile grows bigger.

“What?”

“You cried for me. Admit it, bright eyes. You love me. You got it bad for me.”

I roll my eyes, laughing and crying. “I do. I really do.”

Ian’s parents rush in, bearing a muffin and a carton of juice. “How do you feel, Ian?” Mr. Russell asks.

“Hungry.”

His dad’s relieved grin is hard to resist and now, we’re all smiling and sniffling back tears.

“Well, eat. Dr. Reid said it’s fine.” Mrs. Russell punches a straw through the carton of juice and holds it to Ian’s mouth, but Ian waves her off. He can hold the carton by himself. He eats the muffin slowly, drains the juice, his eyes low.

Mr. Russell exchanges a glance with his wife. “Son, you scared the hell out of us.”

Ian’s lips flatten into a tight line. A moment later, he nods, but still won’t look up. “Sorry.”

Mr. Russell opens his mouth, but Mrs. Russell squeezes his hand and jerks her head at the door. He gives her a look that plainly demands to know if she’s out of her mind. After a moment, he nods and heads for the door. “We’ll give you two some time alone.”

Ian’s eyes snap up at that and the moment the door closes after them, he laughs and immediately goes still, all the color draining from his face.

“Ian!”

After a moment, he slowly lets out a breath. “Okay. I’m okay. Laughing. Bad idea. Really bad.” He presses a hand to his chest where the huge bruise is while I stand there like a moron. Do I call his parents back? Fetch a nurse? Oh, God.

“I’m okay, Grace. Sit down.” He pats the bed next to him and my jaw drops.

“Are you out of your mind?” And I roll my eyes. Of course he is. Stupid question.

“Just for a minute.” He tugs on my hand.

Reluctantly, I sit next to him but he doesn’t let go of my hand.

“I’m really sorry.”

“For what?” I’d already forgiven him for that stupid stunt in the cafeteria the other day.

He sinks a little lower in the bed. “For not having the guts to ask you out when I had the chance. Everything that happened to you is my fault.”

I think about that for a minute. From what I know about the stupid code guys have, maybe it’s true Zac never would have asked me out if I’d been with Ian. And Miranda wouldn’t have turned on me because Zac would have been free to notice her. And Lindsay wouldn’t have sided with Miranda. My mom’s car wouldn’t have been trashed. Damn it, if he’d asked me out months ago, I could have kept my life and —

Jesus. I stop the thought spiral when it hits me that I’m doing exactly what everyone else did — blaming the wrong person.

Slowly, I shake my head. “The only person to blame for my rape is Zac. Not me and definitely not you.”

“But if I—”

“No, Ian. Just him.”

I love bonus material! If you think this series is just what you’ve been looking for, you can buy your copies here.


Thank you so much for visiting my website! While you’re here don’t forget to check out my previous post regarding #OneVoice–the anti-bullying awareness campaign run by Entangled Publishing and Dear Teen Me. It’s definitely something you’re not going to want to miss.

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Take a stand against bullying. Join Entangled Publishing and Dear Teen Me as they raise awareness with #OneVoice

As some of you may know, October is National Bullying Prevention Month. I’m thrilled to be a part of #OneVoice, an initiative started by Entangled Publishing and Dear Teen Me to raise awareness of bullying, as well as to open a dialogue to discuss solutions.

With cyber bullying on the rise as well as the amount of teen suicides, it can often feel like bullying is a plague without a cure.

But there is.

My voice is small, barely a whisper of sound in the everyday buzz of life. And so is yours. But together they become something more. Louder. More powerful. And the more people that join in our cry, the more we will be heard until we’re a crash of sound creating change in our wake.

This is my hope. This is my dream.

I pledge to take a stand against bullying this day and everyday. To raise my voice alongside my brothers and sisters until we are an army that can’t be ignored. #OneVoice

To learn more about the cause, and to read my story on my own, personal battle with bullying, please click on the banner below.

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Pitch Wars!!!

It’s time for PITCH WARS! (If you aren’t sure what that is, please check out the info post here.) And you should totally pick me to be your mentor. I mean, why wouldn’t you?

But if you do need some convincing, allow me to tell you a little about myself.

I love ponies. What more do you need?

All right. Just in case you do need more, I’ve composed a short list of reasons you should pick me to be your mentor.

  1. I’m repped by Nicole Resciniti of the Seymour Agency who, in my opinion, is the very best agent in the world.
  2. I’m the author of the young adult KATANA trilogy currently out through Flux. Happily, book one sold out of its first printing.
  3. My next young adult book–THE SOCIAL MEDIA EXPERIMENT–about a bully who gets a taste of her own medicine, comes out September 23rd through Entangled. I am so, so, SO excited for this book.
  4. I’m currently under contract for four new adult books as well as another young adult, all of which will be coming out in the next two years.

Why else should you pick me? Did I mention I love ponies? I’m also a network representative for my local SCBWI chapter and have assisted many authors on their path to publication.

Let’s talk about my wish list.

Young adult. Really compelling, kick you in the pants young adult.

Specifically:

  1. If you’re giving me a contemporary novel, I’m going to need a character driven book. I LOVE emotion. Make me laugh. Make me cry. Whatever you do, give me a character who will make me feel ALL THE FEELS.
  2. Romance–this goes for any subgenre of young adult. I am such a sucker for romance, but nothing turns me off more than cheese. Keep the sappy, eye-rolling insta-love. I’m looking for the slow to simmer page-burning romance. Organic feelings and believability are key.
  3. A magical world. I would love a good fantasy that transports me to a well-crafted world I can submerge myself into.
  4. If you’re giving me a paranormal or a dystopian, I’m going to need a plot driven book. While I don’t mind the feels, I’m going to need plenty of action to keep things moving.
  5. A love of ponies. Okay, I’m flexible on this one–but not by much.

If you do decide to submit to me–and I hope you do–please keep in mind I’m hardcore when it comes to whipping manuscripts in shape. You must have thick skin and understand I edit for publication. No pain, no gain. It’s not that I want to make the red pen bleed, I want you to succeed! Okay, maybe I want it to bleed a little…

Thank you so much for stopping by my page! If you think we’ll be a good match PICK ME!!! But make sure you also check out the other mentors and their wish lists just to be sure. We’re here because we’re excited to read your work and we want to you succeed! Good luck!

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The Cover for THE SOCIAL MEDIA EXPERIMENT REVEALED!

You guys! You have no idea how excited I am about THE SOCIAL MEDIA EXPERIMENT releasing SEPTEMBER 2nd!!!

By far it was one of the most difficult books for me to write. As someone who dealt with bullying in school as well as a sufferer of anxiety, I really had to confront my demons in order to write this book. In the end, I like to think I came out stronger for it. Here’s a teeny-tiny snippet.

Why did hate bleed from their hearts onto the walls? Aside from the declarations of love, why were the bathroom stalls dripping with venom? Where was the hope amidst the poison?

~ THE SOCIAL MEDIA EXPERIMENT by Cole Gibsen

So now for the grand unveiling…

TADA!!!

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I am seriously so in love with this cover. And if you noticed the equally awesome countdown widget on the side of my website, you can get your own by copying this code and pasting it into your own blog or website:

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In the meantime, I have some other super fun–super secret–things in the works. I hope to be able to share soon!

Spring 2014 YA Scavenger Hunt!!!

Hooray! You’ve found my stop on the Spring 2014 YA Scavenger Hunt!

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I’m Cole Gibsen. I write young adult and new adult fiction, compete in agility trials with my Australian Shepherd, and rock out in a band on weekends. I’m not the drummer, but that doesn’t stop me from grabbing a pair of drumsticks and posing in epic rock goddess fashion whenever the drummer gets up for a bathroom break.

 

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On this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each participating YA author, you also get a secret number. Add up the numbers, and  enter it for a chance to win a major prize–one lucky winner will receive at least one signed book from each author on my team in the hunt! But play fast: this contest (and all the exclusive bonus material) will only be online until noon PST on Sunday, April 6th!

You can start right here or you can also go to the YA Scavenger Hunt homepage to find out all about the hunt. There are TWO contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or both! I am a part of the RED TEAM–but there is also a blue team and if you do the blue hunt you’ll have a chance to win a whole different set of signed books!

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If you’d like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, see the full list of prizes up for grabs, or if you get lost along the way, go to the YA Scavenger Hunt homepage.

Looking for my exclusive bonus content??? Somewhere on this blog hop, I’ve hidden a major news announcement!!! My amazing agent wrangled me not one, but TWO young adult book deals!!! Want to know more? You’ll have to follow the links at the end of each Scavenger Hunt Post. .

Before you go on though, check out the amazing author I’m hosting. But, first, a few rules.

SCAVENGER HUNT PUZZLE

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Directions: Below, you’ll notice that I’ve listed my favorite number. Collect the favorite numbers of all the authors on the red team, and then add them up (don’t worry, you can use a calculator!). Hint: the secret number is highlighted in RED.

Entry Form: Once you’ve added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.

Rules: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian’s permission to enter. To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit the completed entry form by April 6th, at noon Pacific Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.

Now that all the technical stuff is out of the way, I’ll introduce the author I am hosting on this hunt.

I am super excited to be hosting…

J.A. SOUDERS

Not only is J.A. Souders an incredible writer, but she’s also super fun to hang out with. Every year at the Romantic Times convention we’ll get together and some of our conversations may or may not have been recorded on an “Overheard at RT” blog post.

Bio: J.A. Souders is the author of the Elysium Chronicles (including RENEGADE, A DARK GRAVE, and REVELATIONS) and lives in the land of sunshine and palm trees where she spends her time writing about the monsters under the bed, day dreaming about living in an underwater colony, and failing miserably at playing video games.

The book she’s showcasing on the Spring Hunt is….
Elysium Chronicles: REVELATIONS

The Elysium Chronicles, J.A. Souders’ riveting SF series for teens which began with the psychological thriller Renegade, continues in Revelations.

Six weeks after her arrival on the Surface, Evelyn Winters is no closer to unlocking the memories lost in her subconscious than she was when she fist came. Isolated in a strange new society, Evie has only Gavin Hunter to remind her of who she once was.

But even with a clean slate, it’s easy to see that Evie doesn’t fit in on the Surface. And as her differences make her feel more and more alone, she can’t help but yearn for that place she doesn’t remember: the isolated city hidden in the depths of the ocean. Elysium. Home.

But she can’t exactly tell Gavin what she’s feeling. Not when he’s the one who helped her escape Elysium in the first place, and has the scars to prove it. Though the doctors say otherwise, Gavin believes Evie just needs time. And if her memories don’t come back, well, maybe she’s better off not remembering the past.

But the decision may be out of their hands when Evie’s ever-elusive memories begin to collide with reality. People and images from her past appear in the most unlikely places, haunting her, provoking her…and making her seem not only strange but dangerous.

Evie and Gavin can’t wait around for her memories to return. They’ll have to journey across the Outlands of the Surface to find help, and in the end, their search may just lead them back to the place it all started.


Doesn’t that sound amazing? You have to put this book on your to-read list now! For more information about this book or to check out J.A. Souders’ other books, check out her website.

Both J.A. Souders and I will be at the Romantic Times convention this year in New Orleans. I wonder how many embarrassing situations we’ll wind up in this time. Five, six, or perhaps even11 ? Only time with tell I guess.

 


Now for the top-secret bonus material. A deleted scene from REVELATIONS

~GAVIN~

Following the white rabbit is harder than I thought it would be. No wonder poor Alice fell into his hole. It’s impossible to watch where I’m stepping when the damn thing moves faster than lightning and I have to keep up. 

I guess it’s a good thing that I already went to Wonderland, code name Elysium. Except that place was no Wonderland. More like Horrorland.  And it’s not anything I want to repeat.  Ever.  My mind still reels thinking of what I went through not two months before.  Genetic mutations. Brainwashing. A beautiful princess needing rescuing.

Evie, I think with a smile.  The only shining light from that hell.

The rabbit dives under some brush and I take the opportunity to scan the shoreline across the inlet for Evie.  I don’t like to leave her alone for too long.  Even though she could kick my ass two hundred ways from Tuesday, she’s delicate.  Especially now that she’s here. On The Surface.

 The Surface may not be the hell her mother described it to be, but for Evie, it might as well be.  Her body has been under a constant attack from every little germ.  There hasn’t been a day that goes by that she isn’t sick. First a tiny little cold, then the flu, now…who the hell knows, but it’s the worst by far. With her blackouts.  High fevers . And especially the shallow, rapid wet sounding breaths.  And to add insult to injury our idiotic doctor hasn’t been able to keep her shoulder from getting infected.  It’s like she’s dying by inches and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.

Still scanning the shoreline for her, I narrow my eyes when someone else comes into view.  I scowl when I realize it’s Asher.  Former best friend, current asshole.  I glance down at the slingshot in my hand.  Perfect weapon for rabbits and assholes alike. 

Smiling, I temporarily forget about the rabbit and take careful aim at Asher’s head, calculating how far to pull the band back so it’s hard enough to lob it over the cove, but still soft enough it won’t cause too much damage.  I don’t want to kill the guy, after all.  Well, not enough to actually do it, anyway.

  With a thwing, I release the rubber band and send the rock sailing across the cove, hitting Asher’s head with a soft thump.

“Ouch!” His voice echoes across the inlet and I watch with satisfied joy as he presses a hand to his head and stumbles a few steps along the beach.  Smiling, I go back to looking for Evie. It doesn’t take long to find her–she’s not that far from Asher.

“Damn it!” I press my hand over my face, before dragging it through my hair, when she gets up and start toward him.  Of course, she’s going to help him.  That’s what she does.  Always trying to help the wounded puppy, even if it gets her into trouble.

I smile ruefully when I remember that’s the only reason she’s with me in the first place.  Because I was that wounded puppy and she nursed me back from death’s door.

A rustling sound reminds me to get back to hunting that rabbit. It won’t take Evie long to realize I was the one who pegged Asher and I’m going to need those rabbit fur gloves as payment for my sins. 

I love bonus material! =)If you think this series is just what you’ve been looking for, you can buy your copies here.


Thank you so much for visiting my website! While you’re here don’t forget to enter the bonus contest I am running exclusively during the YA Scavenger Hunt.

I will be giving away one copy of the last book in my KATANA trilogy, SHINOBI, as well as a Book Nerd bumper sticker and bonus swag! I mean, who doesn’t need a book nerd bumper sticker? This prize pack is something you don’t want to miss out on. To be eligible to win, enter on the rafflecopter below.

Book Prize 3

a Rafflecopter giveaway

KATANA Senshi SHINOBI

 


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Shinobi Release Party!!!

You guys, I am so excited to announce the details of Shinobi’s release party and signing!

When: March 29th at 1:00 P.M.

Where: Main Street Books in St. Charles, MO

What: Not only will I be signing copies of Shinobi, the third and final book in the Katana trilogy, but there will be samurai, cupcakes, and SAMURAI! If you ask nicely, I’m sure they’ll be happy to take a photo with you, or cut your head off. I guess it depends on their mood that day.

If you’ve never been to historic St. Charles, there are amazing shops and wineries all located within walking distance from the bookstore. (I got your attention now, didn’t I?)

For more information (and to let me know you’re coming so I know how many head mounts cupcakes to buy) click here. If you’re not on Facebook, you can also let me know you plan to attend by mentioning it in the comments.

SHINOBI Release Day Prize Extravagana!!!

Tomorrow Shinobi, the third and final book in my KATANA trilogy, releases tomorrow!!!

shinobi

I sorta can’t believe it. When I think about all the hard work, tears, sweat, and blood went into writing these books and getting them published, I’m so excited to be able to share the final story with you, but at the same time mourning the fact that I’ll be moving away from these characters who I’ve grown to love–who are a part of me.

I can say in all honesty, Shinobi is my favorite of the trilogy. This is the book Kirkus calls:

“A swift tale of romance for the young reader with a warrior heart.”

Buy: Amazon | B & N | B-A-M | IndieBound 

I couldn’t be more pleased with that description. The one thing that makes saying farewell to one series is knowing I have so many other projects in the works. Hopefully I’ll be able to tell you all about those soon.

In the meantime, I want to celebrate Shinobi’s release with a book lover’s giveaway! I’m offering a super fun assortment of 7 prizes geared to book lovers. The prizes are as follows:

A book scented candle from Frostbeard Studio.

Book Prize 1

Here’s a quick description of the candle as taken from their Etsy shop:

Part of our Book Lovers’ Series, this candle is a completely original scent inspired by the smell of old books! Ideal for bibliophiles of all sorts. The scent is a sweet, earthy smell with a hint of must. (Not mildewy, rotten old books!) It will make you want to curl up with your favorite Classic.
Scents:
Timber, White Tea, Newsprint, Must
Materials:
Glass jar, soy wax, wick, dye chips and fragrance oil.
Size:
8 ounces of wax, weighs about 1 lb.

One of two library scented perfumes from Marie Demars Curious Things.

Book Prize 2

Here’s a quick description of the perfume as taken from their Etsy site:

Redolent of ink and paper, Silence in the Library is full of deep vanilla base notes infused with black pepper and a touch of neroli for sweetness. This scent is warm and a little spicy, reminiscent of afternoons amongst stack of ancient books.
This sample sized spray bottle contains approximately 3.3ml of alcohol based perfume, safely delivered to you in a small blue box.

Other Prizes include one of three oval sticker from BookFiend.

Book Prize 3 Book Prize 4 Book Prize 5

And lastly, I’m giving away a signed copy of the first book in the trilogy, KATANA!

KATANA

The contest will be open tomorrow and the prizes will be drawn randomly through Rafflecopter. Unfortunately, due to shipping costs, this contest is open to US residents only. You’ll find the entry form below:

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Fifty First Times is Out!

So not only do I have a brand new shiny website, but I’m also in a brand new shiny anthology with some truly amazing authors! If you like new adult fiction and you like things HAWT, this is definitely the book for you. And it can be yours for only:

two dollars

Sorry. I couldn’t resist. *grin*

The anthology is called Fifty First Times and you should definitely check it out. Just click on the picture below, or if you want to read more about it, click on the New Adult tab for a detailed description.

Fifty First Times

 

If you’re still not convinced, here’s a glowing testimonial from my dog: