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Thursday, July 31, 2014

#Excerpt from ANNA'S SECRET by @MargaretWestlie #AmReading #Historical #Mystery

Angus walked home that evening through the gathering dusk. The red clay path was dark with dew. Overhead, the first stars shone through the last of the clear sunset, and the moon steadily gained in brightness, already beginning to cast deep shadows all around. In the woods an owl hooted, and then was silent. A dark shadow winged its way overhead, the wind of its passing ruffling Angus’ grey hair. It plummeted to earth. A sharp squeak, and the shadow rose again clutching a field mouse in its claws.
It was on a night such as this that Anna was murdered, thought Angus. For all I defended him to Paddy, I hope that Ian had nothing to do with it.
A branch fell in the woods across the brook. Angus started. It was nothing, he reassured himself. He quickened his pace. The noise came again. I still have to go through those woods to get home. I wish I had a stick with me, he thought, trying to calm his heart. He trudged onward. I could go around by Lochie’s. It would take me longer, but it would be all open country.
He reached the fork in the track and stopped, still undecided about his route. Mary’ll be worried about me if I’m too late. I promised her I’d be back before sunset and it’s already past that. I stayed too long at Ian’s. He started down the path toward the woods. A creak and another thump, louder than the last, sounded, and Angus retraced his steps and took the path by Lochie’s. Mary’ll just have to worry.
Murder’s a terrible thing, he thought as he swung past Lochie’s barnyard. The dog challenged him with bared fangs and a low growl. Angus stopped in his tracks. “Quiet, Buster, it’s only me.” He held out his hand to the dog. The dog continued to growl.
Lochie came to the door, his bulky figure silhouetted in the door frame by the candle within. “Who’s out there?” he shouted over the fierce barking of the dog.
“It’s me,” replied Angus from the moon shadows by the barn. The dog stopped growling and snuffled around his feet. He pushed it away and trudged across the dooryard.
“Is that you then, Angus?” Lochie peered out into the moon-bright yard. “You’re a long way from home.”
Angus laughed. “Aye, I was over at Ian’s and I stayed too long. I didn’t want to walk home through the woods so I came this way.”
Lochie sighed. “It’s a terrible thing when a man can’t even walk out at night without fearing for his life. Will you come in?”
“Not tonight, thanks. I promised Mary I wouldn’t be long and I’m already later than I’d planned.”
“She’ll be worried about you,” said Lochie, “and about herself too, no doubt.”
“No doubt.” Angus turned once again toward home. …
He climbed the little hill on the other side of the brook. In the distance he could see William MacMillan’s farmhouse. The candlelight glowed softly from the kitchen window. He’ll be reading just now. Angus pictured William poring over the heavy Gaelic Bible, his thick and calloused finger underlining each phrase, his left hand stroking his long brown beard streaked now with grey. Eliza would be sitting in the rocker, rocking gently to and fro, her hands folded in her lap, her thumbs turning one around the other as she stared into the dark shadows in the corners of the kitchen listening to the rise and fall of her husband’s voice. It’s the only time of the day that she’ll be idle, thought Angus.

Anna Gillis, the midwife and neighbour in Mattie’s Story, has been found killed. The close-knit community is deeply shaken by this eruption of violence, and neighbours come together to help one another and to discover the perpetrator. But the answer lies Anna’s secret, long guarded by Old Annie, the last of the original Selkirk Settlers, and the protagonist of An Irregular Marriage. Join the community! Read Anna’s Secret and other novels by Margaret A. Westlie.
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Genre – Fiction, Mystery, Historical
Rating – G
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Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Lori Lesko on Happiness & Why She Writes @LeskoLori #AmWriting #AmReading #Thriller


What makes you happiest?
Always finishing the first draft of a book, or when someone tells me they really enjoyed what I wrote.
What’s your greatest character strength?
I’m very stubborn, especially when someone tells me that I can’t do something.
What’s your weakest character trait?
I constantly compare myself to other writers.
Why do you write?
It’s a form of therapy for me.  I get to tell all the crazy stuff that’s in my head and leave it on the page. I find that once I write about something that’s bothering me, it no longer upsets me.
What are you most proud of in your personal life?
I completed my first novel and wrote a screenplay.
What books did you love growing up?
I loved Stranger in a Strange Land, Dune, and Fahrenheit 451- Lots of Science Fiction books.
Who is your favorite author?
I have two, Stephen King and Gillian Flynn
What book genre of books do you adore?
Psychological Thrillers
What book should everybody read at least once?
To Kill a Mockingbird
Is there any books you really don’t enjoy?
I’m not crazy about paranormal novels anymore.
Where do you get your inspiration from?
I get it mostly from my imagination, life experiences and from reading other books.

Amber Tyler is living every author’s dream: her books are all best sellers and she writes full time. She has worked hard and is well-accomplished in her career, and she has the support and love of her beautiful children and girlfriend. 

But the dream soon turns into a terrible nightmare when her latest manuscript is stolen. She decides to fight for what is rightfully hers, only to find that the harder she tries, the easier it all slips through her fingers, putting her career, her family, and her life in jeopardy.
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Rating – PG-13
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Friday, July 25, 2014

Agitation from THE REALITY MASTER (Vol.1) by @PMPillon #AmReading #YA #SciFi

AGITATION

Joey Blake could be in trouble again, he knew, because he remembered his mom waking him up three times. He looked at his clock and saw that his school’s first bell for class was only fifteen minutes away. Realizing this, he catapulted out of bed, pulled his clothes on, ran down the stairs and hurried through the kitchen where his mom had his breakfast serial set up on the table. 

Joey said, “Sorry, mom, I gotta run or I’ll be late again,” as he swept a kiss across her cheek and rushed for the door. 

She shook her head knowingly, then remembered to reply, “Okay, but be ready for Big Sur this weekend.” 

This comment brought Joey to an abrupt halt. He smiled broadly and exclaimed, “Wow, cool!” 
Outside, he pumped his fist. He had hoped his dad would make the decision to go down there, but he had looked very preoccupied this week, with his taxes overdue and other problems seeming to weigh on him; he normally spent a lot of time with Joey, but during the last few days he seemed a bit distant; such that their regular bimonthly trip south to rough it in nature seemed increasingly unlikely to occur. Grandpa Karl had been back east visiting friends and relatives for a month, but he was due back to his Big Sur habitat within a couple of days. When they went down to Big Sur was the best fun Joey ever had with his siblings Natalie and Paul and his best friends – Kurt McCarty, twins Frank and Freddie Shapiro and Phil Branson. Joey felt the urge to run in and see if Natalie was home and ask if she knew about this; but then he remembered that she was out of town attending a program for budding biologists, so she wouldn’t be able to come. Glumly, Joey then considered his teenage brother Paul; Joey hadn’t even seen Paul for two days. He thought bitterly, I know he wouldn’t be interested, even if I knew where to find him. As Joey thought this, he felt a wave of apprehension that dampened his elation from hearing the good news from his mom about Big Sur. But he had no time to consider that – he needed to get to school ASAP.

He hopped on his bike and was away, headed for Mason Elementary School in Palo Alto, about two miles from his house, a few miles west of San Jose. The home of Stanford University, where Joey’s dad taught, this town is in the heart of Silicon Valley, the epicenter of California’s computer culture. Joey and his friend and fellow fifth-grader Phil both arrived at a spot half a block from the school, so Joey stood up and pumped his pedals mightily to get ahead of Phil. However, Phil made no attempt to keep up with Joey, disappointing him by not racing to see which of them was faster. Joey screeched to a halt near the main building and Phil pulled up next to him. They always parked next to each other if they managed to arrive at the same time.

“See you at lunch, Phil,” said Joey as he hurried into the building. 

Joey’s first class was taught by Mr. Sheridan, who always had a wry quip or two to make about his students’ arrival and their enthusiasm for his subject, which was English. Mr. Sheridan, loved teaching, didactically nurturing and edifying the fertile minds of the children who will manage tomorrow’s America; in his opinion, English was a vital crucible for the critical thinking required to make democracy a success. 

Mr. Sheridan spoke this morning about recognizing and dealing with one’s own occasional irrationality; such as getting angry at a tree root after tripping on it, or when the wind blew your hat off your head. As he listened to this, Joey wondered if the remarkable intensity of his own competitiveness was an example of this irrationality. Frank was the only one of Joey’s closest friends who was in Joey’s first class, and sat next to him. Lately, Frank had tried to engage Joey in discussions of brain-teasers that went over Joey’s head. Frank’s dad taught linguistics, so Frank had a substantial proclivity for the vagaries of language. Frank was always coming up with oddities such as neologisms and onomatopoeia. Frank also liked neologisms and words like valuable and invaluable that look like they are opposites but have similar meanings, examples of which are the words flammable and inflammable and claim and declaim. And Frank had recently delved into the repetition of a word immediately afterward in the same sentence, such as was in in a flash, or I got on on May 9th. He also enjoyed creating oxymorons such as humbly pompous, miserable happiness and slightly devastated. One evening, when Frank and his dad were watching a news program, a commentator used the term military intelligence, and Frank’s dad sarcastically called it an oxymoron. Frank’s father told him that a sentence that looked ungrammatical and was barely comprehensible – constructed, for example, as in German grammar in which the verb tantalized before finally making its appearance at the very end of the sentence, could be technically correct. 



His celestial companion was waiting for him
Precariously climbing a sea-side cliff near Big Sur, ten-year-old Joey Blake was as yet unaware that near his grasp was an object, so odd, mysterious and alien to earth that it would change his life forever and the lives of countless others in the next few astonishing days. Reaching up as far as he could for a handhold it was just there; it had subconsciously lured him, occupied his mind, and made him find it. It was like he was meant to see and discover this object of unimaginable power … the power to change reality.
Time travel and more
This young adult series of sci-fi fantasy novels begins with The Reality Master and continues through four other exciting and amazing stories about time travel and mysterious alien devices. Joey and the reader will face dangerous shadowy criminal organizations, agents of the NSA, bizarre travelers from other times and even renegade California bikers and scar-faced walking dead.
- Vol 1 The Reality Master
- Vol 2 Threat To The World
- Vol 3 Travel Beyond
- Vol 4 Missions Through Time
- Vol 5 The Return Home
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Genre – Science fiction, Fantasy, Young adult
Rating – G
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John W. Mefford Writes To Breathe, To Live @JWMefford #SummerOfGreed #Thriller #Giveaway


What scares you the most?
When I was young I’d have a repetitive dream about my family being kidnapped by a throng of muscular, bearded Vikings. They’d be taken down the secret dungeon under our house and tied up. I could literally feel my body tense up, even though I was in a dream state. As the dream typically played out, I’d somehow burst into the room, race down the staircase and save everyone—all at the age of ten. I always woke up scared as hell, but also happy that it was just a dream.
You might wonder why I dreamed about Vikings. Comically, my little league football and baseball teams were nicknamed the Vikings. And they were some of the coolest experiences of my young life. Dreams are a strange world to analyze.
Now, my biggest everyday fear is height.
What makes you happiest?
A vacation day on the beach with my family. Seagulls swoop down over the kids, who are diving into waves. Maybe one of them is carving out a sand statue or moat. My wife is usually reading. I read a little and observe, and usually take a jog down the beach to the levee and back. Through it all, I realize I’m the luckiest guy on the planet.
Outside of the family bonding, the single most fulfilling activity I’ve ever attempted is writing novels. This comes from a guy who is active and loves all sports. But developing a story that takes the reader on the ride of a lifetime—that’s one of the best gifts I can ever receive.
What’s your greatest character strength?
I have to say I’m a pretty loyal person, to people and to causes. My wife would say (actually she just said it) that my greatest strength and weakness is my drive for perfection. I can’t imagine where she got that from? I don’t have time to think about it either. I’ve got to get back to my fiftieth re-write of my latest book.:)
Why do you write?
To breathe. To live. And to improve. It’s built into my DNA. If I give a rat’s a$$ about something, my mind constantly churns around how I can continue to evolve, especially in every facet of the writing profession. I think it’s safe to admit that I’m at an age when I’m not going to be “discovered” by the Dallas Cowboys, Mavericks or Rangers. But with writing, I can keep striving to reach the next level. My goal is to create pieces of work that are more compelling each time I tap the keyboard.
Have you always enjoyed writing?
In the fourth grade I wrote a story about my mom. When she was a young child she watched in disbelief as her beloved dog was hit and killed by a car. My teacher read my story out loud to the class, and she got a tear in her eye. Watching her feel that emotion from the words I wrote on paper was a profound moment for me. The best thing about that assignment was the freedom my teacher gave me to write the best story I could, with few parameters or limitations.
Unfortunately, I recall most of the rest of my schooling to be so structured it literally sucked the creativity right out of me, and I eventually began to see myself as anything but a writer. And then came the creation of the computer. Re-typing, editing, cutting and pasting…all of the wonderful nearly instant capabilities of using a word processor ignited a spark inside my brain that was always moving at lightning speed. The computer, and what I could do with it, finally was able to keep up with the ideas darting around in my head. I then began developing as a storyteller and as a writer. And the rest…is history.
What motivates you to write?
I write because I have to, if I want to feel all that life has to offer. Like most things I do, I’m motivated by my desire to improve every time I sit down, take in a deep breath and dive into my imagination. I want the next chapter to be more impactful than the previous, the next book to connect more with the reader than the last. I’ve always been that way about everything I do. It’s just how I’m wired, I guess.
What writing are you most proud of?
Actually, it’s the most recent set of chapters I’ve written in book 4 of the Greed series, (title TBD). I thought WICKED GREED (Greed Series #3) knocked it out of the park. Well, so far with book 4, I’m on pace to break the author home run record—without steroids.
What are you most proud of in your personal life?
I’m proud of expressing myself in an authentic, transparent manner. I’m proud that I’ve been able to look in the mirror and see the real me, not the person everyone wants me to be. And I’m proud to be an example to my kids and my wife.
Who is your favorite author?
That’s somewhat like asking me what is my favorite ice cream at different times in my life. For a number of years I developed lasting reader relationships with John Grisham, Michael Connelly, Mike Lupica, Margaret Truman, even Ayelet Waldman. Recently, I’ve really enjoyed diving into books by Lisa Gardner, Rick Murcer, and JA Konrath.
What book genre of books do you adore?
I love the genre I write in, suspense/thrillers. Hands down.

Behind the fa├žade of every corporate takeover executives pull levers this way and that, squeezing the last profitable nickel out of the deal. But no one knows the true intent of every so-called merger. 

No one knows the secret bonds that exist. 

An Indian technology giant swallows up another private company that has deep roots in North Texas. For one unassuming man the thought of layoffs, of losing his own job to a bunch of arrogant assholes feels like a kick to the jewels. 

Until the day Michael’s life changes forever.   

Perverse alliances. An affair of the heart. A grisly murder. A spiraling string of events thrusts Michael into a life-or-death fight to save a tortured soul and hunt down a brutal killer…one who lurks closer than he ever imagined. 

Greed knows no boundaries.
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Rating – R
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Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Jenny Hayworth on Family, Trust & Kindness @JennyHayworth1 #Memoir #Abuse #AmReading


Do you have a specific writing style?
I just start writing.  I do not worry about beginning, middle or end.  If I have an idea or concept then I just free write until I can write no more.  Later on, I will edit and change things around. I will focus on paragraphing and grammar and spelling and “introductory sentences” and conclusions etc.  I find if I try and think about all these things at the time of writing it interrupts the creative flow and “boxes me” into a particular line of thought and doesn’t allow for free flow of ideas.  I cut out a lot during editing as I focus on the “theme” or main idea I am trying to get across but this does not worry me as I usually have plenty of material to “cut down” and work with.  Sometimes I found during writing my memoir that I would wake in the middle of the night after writing a particular section of work and the sentence or idea I needed would be in my head and I would have to get up and write it down.  I keep a notepad next to my bed for these moments, so I can go back to sleep, and not lose the thoughts, and these are often the most powerful sentences and chapters I end up writing.

What are obstacles that come in the way of writing?
The main obstacle is my paid work.  I am meant to work 9-5pm but often find myself starting earlier or finishing late.  I get very tired as I work at a demanding job and often feel frustrated that I am too tired to think properly after work.  When I was writing my memoir, I would often fall asleep when I got home from work to wake up about 11pm and then I would write for an hour or two before going back to bed.  Also, family commitments and friendships can get in the way of writing especially if I have set deadlines for myself.  I find when I am actively writing I had to become quite selfish as otherwise I would never have completed the goal I set for myself.  I also found that when writing my memoir, my writing would evoke emotions over past events I had recalled and for a few days I would find myself bursting into tears or very “distracted” with recall and memories that would arise that I had not thought about for a long time.  This evoking of emotion would be a distraction for me as I did not produce as much material at times due to allowing myself time to experience these emotions, and needing extra sleep or rest. I found long walks helpful for sorting out thoughts and feelings and often ideas for rearranging chapters or what I wanted to write about would become clearer during these walks.  I love my family and friends so please do not think I neglect them all the time, but I felt it important to say that I had to severely curtail my time at times with them otherwise I would never have been able to write.  All my children fortunately were adults except for one nearly grown up son who is 15 years old and so I was able to be selfish without harm to them.  But I did lock myself away with threats of “dire consequences” if I was interrupted during the times I was trying to complete my memoir.

What is the most memorable thing said/asked by a reader about your work?
I am only newly published (15 January 2014) and so I only have a few reviews written so far on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk and Goodreads.  The first time someone wrote a review after downloading my eBook and stated: “I couldn’t put the book down, moved me from the first page” I wanted to cry.  I just wanted to provide hope and encouragement for those who had experienced similar situations in life, and enlightenment for others who had no experience of such things but might know someone who had so they could be empathetic and understand a bit more deeply.  If only one person is helped or feels supported then I am happy.

What would you say is your interesting writing “quirk?”
I think the fact that sometimes I dream up scenarios and then write them down and then go straight back to sleep.  One time we had a workshop coming up where we had been encouraged to present a 5 minute talk on anything we wished in relation to our work in front of our colleagues.  I dreamt about this and came up with 3 scenarios (all acted out in my dream) of exactly what I wished to say.  When I woke up I wrote them all down, including the “one liners” that concluded or began the 3 scenes and I was so happy as they were perfect for what we had to do.   I believe other writers have this occur but it is something that ones may feel is “quirky”.

What do you think makes a good story?
Any story has to engage the reader and the reader has to become connected to the main characters (good or bad) and feel invested emotionally in what is happening to them.  If your characters are boring, or the reader cannot relate to their experiences, or they dislike them with nothing redeemable or fascinating or horrifying about them, then no one will be interested in what is going to happen next.  So I suppose for me, I have to be moved emotionally in some way by what I am reading to feel that a story is a “good” story.

Tell us a bit about your family.
I have four children (3 adult children and a teenage son) and 2 stepsons whom I consider my own.  I remarried at the age of 43, nearly 9 years after my separation and divorce.  I am married to a man who also found himself a single dad after a few years of marriage, and left with 2 young sons to bring up on his own.  He had been a single dad for about 10 years before we met up.  It has sometimes been a challenge combining two families but we decided early on, to allow the natural parent to discipline their own children, and to share and split tasks at home.  We also have made time for each other, to be a couple only.  Despite the daily routine of life being rather monotonous at times, I only feel stronger in my love for him, and am grateful every day that we met.  He fully supports me in all my endeavours and dreams, as I do him, and we try and help each other to be the best we can be.  I still have no contact with my mother (that is still her choice and not mine) and keep an open door policy in my heart, in case she ever changes her mind.  That being said, I have found others who fill the role of a mother in my life, and although that never can replace her, it does ease the hurt and fills the gap that was created when she made the decision to shun me.  I see my father regularly and also speak regularly to my brother by phone.  He lives in another state (he is married with a 5 year old son).  I have reconnected with cousins and other distant family through Facebook and hope one day very soon to meet up with some of them in England.

How do you work through self-doubts and fear?
I try and talk to my partner about what I am feeling.  This is important for me to do and not try and do it on my own, as I did for so many years.  I tend to sometimes take time to do this, and he often will realise I am struggling before I have said anything to him.  Self care is something I did not have for a long time so it is important for me to practice now.   I will re-examine my intent with whatever I am trying to do and I know my intent is to help, and not harm, and so I refocus on that and think that if it is meant to be it will work out.  I make detailed goals and write down the steps to reach those goals, and then timeline them, and make sure I do each step, each week or month, and then before I know it – the goal is accomplished. I no longer am affected so much from negative reviews, as the book was primarily written for those who have experienced abuse, rejection and spiritual trauma and any negativity has been from those who do not relate. It has therefore helped me to grow stronger.

What scares you the most?
Believing that politicians and lawmakers will not take action before the destruction of nearly all species, sabotage of soil and food growing, and destruction of our planet becomes irreversible.

What makes you happiest?
To see or hear that one of my children has committed an act of kindness and caring just because they wanted to (not for glory or for others to see or know about). They bring me my greatest joy.  A close second is the first cup of coffee in the morning, dark chocolate melting in my mouth slowly, the joy of my dogs welcoming me even if I only left for 5 minutes, and a cat snuggling up on the doona on my bed, when I am snuggled down listening to the rain outside and are warm and contented in my bed with a good book and warm hot chocolate drink.

What’s your greatest character strength?
I can usually read people very quickly (what they thinking and how they are feeling).

What’s your weakest character trait?
Doing too much in any one day and exhausting myself. I find it hard to know when to stop and work at a frantic pace at whatever I do.


***Award winning book (finalist) in 2014 Beverley Hills International Book Awards***

Jenny Hayworth grew up within the construct of the Jehovah’s Witnesses, which she describes as a fundamentalist cult-like religion. She devoted her life to it for over thirty years. Then she left it. The church “unfellowshipped” her-rendering her dead to those family and friends still committed to the church.Hayworth is a sexual abuse survivor. The trauma changed her self-perception, emotional development, trust, and every interaction with the world.

Inside/Outside is her exploration of sexual abuse, religious fundamentalism, and recovery. Her childhood circumstances and tragedies forced her to live “inside.” This memoir chronicles her journey from experiencing comfort and emotional satisfaction only within her fantasy world to developing the ability to feel and express real life emotion on the “outside.”
It is a story that begins with tragic multigenerational abuse, within an oppressive society, and ends with hope and rebirth into a life where she experiences real connections and satisfaction with the outside world.
Those who have ever felt trapped by trauma or circumstances will find Inside/Outside a dramatic reassurance that they are not alone in the world, and they have the ability to have a fulfilling life, both inside and out.
Foreward Clarion Review – “What keeps the pages of Hayworth’s life story turning is her honesty, tenacity, and sheer will to survive through an astounding number of setbacks. Inside/Outside proves the resilience of the human spirit and shows that the cycle of abuse can indeed be broken”
Kirkus Review – “A harrowing memoir of one woman’s struggle to cope with sexual abuse and depression while living in – and eventually leaving – the Jehovah’s Witnesses”
Readers Favourite 5 Star Review – “The book is an inspiring story for those who are going through traumatic times…”
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Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Host Chronicles: The Devil’s Offspring (Vol. 1) by D L Cox #Fantasy #AmReading #Fiction

Across town in a Manhattan penthouse apartment, twenty-one-year-old Nathaniel Brenner was jolted from his sleep. His body glistened with sweat, which beaded down his broad shoulders and rolled down his muscular chest and ripped six-pack abs as he sat up in bed. He eyed the clock on the night stand and sighed in frustration. It was 2am, and he’d been abruptly awakened from his sleep in the middle of the night for the third night in a row.  He knew it wasn’t a coincidence. It either had something to do with his past, or was some kind of signal concerning his future. He exhaled and silently acknowledged that there really was no either/or—everything about his life was grounded in his past, and the very nature of his past was a complicated code that mapped out and determined his future. He lay back down and chuckled at the thought that he was one of very few men his age fortunate enough to live under the certainty of a looming destiny. Yes, it was a sense of destiny that fueled his infatuation with the past, inspired him to overlook the beauty and utility of the present, and drove him to obsess over the not-yet but sure-to-come promise of the future. He grabbed a tear-drop shaped crystal from under his pillow and drifted off into the memory of the fateful night that had anointed his life with the most precious of evaluations: purpose.



In this Urban Fantasy, the devil’s daughter, SALEENA, and her reaper boyfriend, IZZY, elope to earth and seek to overthrow her estranged brother, SIMON CLASH, as the devil’s heir apparent on earth, but Simon is head of a powerful conglomerate, and he’s not going out without a fight. As the rivalry turns bloody, the warring siblings discover the devil has been manipulating their feud to advance his secret agenda and is using them as decoys to draw out a sword-wielding champion of humanity called the HOST, whom must be slain before the devil can unleash a reign of terror on earth.
Legend says the Host will emerge when humanity plunges into hopelessness and despair, and NATHANIEL BRENNER, the young man responsible for delivering a magic sword to the Host, hopes that is soon. Nathaniel has spent the last six years searching for the Host to no avail and has recently seen a drastic rise in demon activity on earth, which he knows could only mean one thing: humanity is running out of time. Saleena and Simon unite to save their own hides, but it may be too late—not only for the devil’s offspring, but for humanity too! The future of humanity hangs in the balance, and Nathaniel is determined to thwart the devil’s plans and find the Host.
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Tuesday, July 8, 2014

10 Things You Didn't Know About #Author @JordyLizama #AmReading #YA


10 Things You Didn’t Know About Jordana Lizama
1 I have 11 brothers and sisters
2 I am in love with the Twilight series.
3 The first time I finished reading the entire Lord of The Rings series, I  was depressed for a month, the ending was so melancholic it took me a while to read it again.
4 I hate horror movies, I can’t watch them without having nightmares.
5 I am a crier, almost anything remotely emotional can trigger a sob fest.
6 I can’t stand not knowing what’s going to happen in a book so I usually read the last page before I start it so I can prepare myself mentally in case somebody dies.
7 One of my dreams is to travel to London, and live there hopefully.
8 I have weird little quirks, for instance my bed has to be perfectly pressed against the wall, if I’m able to get my finger between the mattress and the wall,I won’t sleep.
9 I usually have to listen to music when I am writing, otherwise the creative juices don’t flow correctly.
10 I am most proud of being a mom, I love it and wouldn’t change it for the world,but being a writer is not bad either (wink).

Only time will tell if Sophia, Alec and the world are ready to accept the mission that has been passed down for many generations. This is more than a story of reincarnation. This is a story that never ended following the reign of the Greek gods. What has been hidden for thousands of years is about to surface in a small New England town. 

The impact on this rural village is ageless, but only the chosen time travelers know what is happening, the reason it is happening and how to control the outcome. The Men of Ages have walked the Earth unnoticed since the time of Greek mythology and have kept their ancient war alive by transporting the lead warrior in a most unusual time machine. There is only one way to stop the cataclysmic demise of the human race and Sophia is the answer. But, Sophia is a teenage girl faced with many human and nonhuman desires that create a tortuous path from antiquity to the present day. Love conquers all; or, so it seems.
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Genre – Fantasy, YA 
Rating – PG
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