Love Ginger Scott author of Waiting on the Sidelines

Keeper of the Lost Souls Cover Reveal 

Coming June 2013…

Synopsis:

Bryn McCaskey is young, naïve, and can talk to ghosts. Like her mother and grandmother, Bryn is part of a breed of witches called The Keepers of the Lost Souls, whose main purpose is to guard those spirits which are permanently or temporarily grounded in the world of the living.

Because Bryn is a witch, she’s fairly comfortable dealing with all sorts of threats, which she does with ease and confidence. Handling supernatural creatures is as easy to her as baking a pie. Dealing with people however, is something she is yet to learn how to handle.

Unfortunately, as her 18th birthday approaches, and the time for her to take on her first assignment finally arrives, Bryn is forced to confront her inability to communicate with others in an effort to save the one soul that can mean the difference between life and death for mankind.

Johnny Shaw is a lost soul with a personal vendetta against witches. A vendetta he has carried on even after death. However, as much as he might hate them, in order to stop a century old threat, he must join forces with one. When fate brings them together, not only will they be forced to learn how to work as a team, but they will have to depend on each other to stop an evil witch carrying a six hundred year grudge.

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17901220-keeper-of-the-lost-souls

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

As a child, she used to lose herself in an imaginary world by the means of a good book. Now that she’s all grown up, Kristy gets to create her own fictional realms and make them come to life in ways that most readers might not expect.

  She’s always had a passion for writing but never had the opportunity do so until now. After trying out numerous options, she realized that writing was what she loved the most so when she found herself with some free time on her hands, she decided to pursue her passion. As it turned out, her very active imagination helped her achieve her goals of creating believable plots with some ordinary, and some not so ordinary characters that helped the stories move along in one way or another. 

  As she keeps moving along in achieving her dreams of becoming a published author, she divides her time in between her four children and her very understanding husband.

 Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/KristyCenteno

 Twitter: https://twitter.com/KrissyGirl122

 Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6580510.Kristy_Centeno

 Website: http://www.kristycenteno.net

 http://www.kristycenteno.net

http://booksbycenteno.com
http://www.facebook.com/KristyCenteno
http://www.twitter.com/KrissyGirl122
http://www.goodreads.com/KristyCenteno 
http://therightbook4u.blogspot.com

Tour organized by: AToMR ToursGoodreads | Amazon | Barnes and Noble

Twenty-seven year old Carrie Thompson-Sherman has the life she always wanted: her PhD, a prestigious fellowship, and an amazing husband.

 EXCERPT

 I heard the doors shut, and it was darker inside the ambulance. Then we were rolling, and I heard the siren wail. From my position flat on my back, with my head and body immobilized, I couldn’t see much, only a rack of equipment and monitors. One of the EMTs stared at a monitor, reading off numbers to the other, who took notes. The ambulance hit a pothole, and I felt myself lurch, then we were slowing down, the horn blaring. It was so loud, my head hurt, and I was queasy.

“Ma’am, I’m going to ask you some questions, it will save time when we get to the hospital.”

“Yes,” I croaked. I searched with my eyes until I saw the EMT. He was dark skinned, his head shaven, wearing a dark green uniform. He looked confident.

“Let’s start with your name?”

“Carrie.” My voice shook. “Carrie … uh … Thompson-Sherman.” I closed my eyes. I must have hit my head harder than I thought. Fear ran through me again. Was Ray okay? Sarah and Jessica?

“Okay, Carrie. I’m Jared,” the EMT said in a reassuring tone. “As far as we can tell, you’re in pretty good shape. A possible concussion, but no broken bones, no bleeding. We have your neck immobilized to protect against any spinal cord damage, but we’re sure you’ll be all right. I want you to stay relaxed.”

I tried to nod and scratched out, “Relaxed.”

I had to blink back tears. How the hell did they expect me to relax? I still saw the car in my mind, a huge green Jeep barreling down on us. Ray’s head slamming against the glass. The glass shattering, flying toward my face.

“Good, Carrie. Now, can you tell me your age?”

I had to think again. “Twenty-six. No. Twenty-seven.”

“Are you taking any medications? Are there any medical conditions we should be concerned about?”

“No,” I whispered.

“Can you tell us who else was in the vehicle with you?”

I stifled a sob. “Ray. And my sisters. Sarah and Jessica. They were visiting.” My voice trailed off and I paused before I spoke again. “They got here last night. From San Francisco. Is … are … are they okay?”

“Everyone’s going to be fine, Carrie.”

I tried to swallow. My throat was dry, swollen. We hit another bump, and my throat swelled with vomit. “Oh God,” I mumbled as the bile came up my throat.

The EMTs rushed forward, and Jared ordered, “Suction.” Acid flooded my mouth, and I puked, and puked again, everything I’d eaten and drunk that day coming up in a huge rush as one of them stuck a tube in my mouth to suck it out, leaving me gagging, tears running down my face.

I wanted to curl up and cry. I wanted to find Ray and my sisters. There was nothing I could do, but lay there gagging and smelling my own filth. My eyes rolled up, the noxious smell making me vomit again, as if there was anything left to expel. Finally, I whispered, “I think I’m done.”

They just ignored me, and the one with the suction device continued for a few seconds more. My throat burned.

Jared wiped some of the bile from my face with a sanitary wipe as the other EMT took away the suction. “Is there anyone we can call? Family?”

I closed my eyes, trying not to groan.

I answered the question. “Please … call my sister, Alexandra.” Alexandra was my closest relative geographically, only a few hours away in New York. I gave him the number, and he wrote it down. The ambulance swayed and rocked, then another thump as we ran over yet another pothole. I closed my eyes, trying to ignore the nausea. I must have a concussion.

I hoped they’d call Alexandra right away. Please God, don’t let Dylan be the one to answer the phone. He would know how to get a hold of Ray’s parents, but he would take some calming down. Dylan and Ray had served in Afghanistan together, and were as close as brothers. Closer.

I was so scared.

They’re working on getting the others out of the vehicle.

What did that mean? How badly were they injured?

I didn’t have any answers, and I felt darkness closing in, and I was so sleepy.

“Ma’am … you need to stay awake. You may have a concussion. Open your eyes.”

I fought to open them and tried to speak. My throat was so dry I couldn’t do any more than croak. “You’ll call my sister?” I asked. “Please?”

Jared put his hand on my shoulder. “We will. I promise.”

“Thank you,” I whispered.

It was the longest ride of my life.

 GIVEAWAY click on the page above

This book is or can be a stand alone. What I say is DON’T read it before the others. I know you will get invested in the characters but trust me, it will mean so much more if you read the others. It starts with A Song for Julia. Brilliant author! Brilliant writing skills, story telling, characters and scenes. Don’t short yourself the pleasure of  Julia, Crank and then Dylan and Alex. All the Thompson Sisters are screaming to be heard, read and enjoyed. The dialogue was so tough and I am not going to run through the story or give a breakdown. Read the blurb and lets get to the story….

I have strong opinions about Ray and what he went through. So here is my straight no nonsense opinion. I think maybe he should have just walked away. I know what he saw was wrong. I know what they all bonded and decided to make a pact over was no right, morally or legally. I just wanted him to get therapy and pray. I thought he deserved peace and sleep without nightmares. Just as Dylan had troubles, he and Ray had a strong bond and they both gave so much. When the book starts and you know that it is an out of body type of experience I see Ray as the best angel God created.

The author’s writing about loved ones and war is compelling to say the least. There is a lot to say about how we treat injured vets from any service background. Every single emotion written was stellar! He captured the thoughts and inner fears of service men and woman all over.

Taking the emotional ride was worth it. I care deeply about the entire Thompson clan. I think Adelina and her story need to be told too. She suffers from mental illness and is secretive about it. I need to know what her issue is. I hate not knowing. I also want to know about Andrea. Why she is with Grandma in Spain. I am greedy and I need more. It is a shame to deprive us of more! In fact I will demand it. I want to know Carrie’s life. Julia and Crank. Crank’s brother has a story too. Ill be clinging to hope for more. I need to get into these characters heads.

I will say that it was phenomenal and I don’t know a living soul who wouldn’t fall in love with the author and his style.

 

Winner of Chelsea Camaron giveaway

CONGRATS!!

Brenda T

@booksofbounty

Your books were gifted from me through Amazon

In six weeks Zoe Harper will marry Dan Costi in an over-the-top Sydney society wedding, complete with fire-eaters and belly dancers. But when she receives an unexpected gift from her future mother-in-law, Zoe realizes she’s making a huge mistake. In a blazing sidewalk argument, she breaks up with her fiance, and his mother–who has joined the fight via conference call.

Following the advice of friends and co-workers, along with some inspiration from late-night-television self-help guru Dr. Pam, Zoe sets out to find the life she thinks she should be living. Always a planner, she makes a list of goals: travel, career, tattoos, and no relationships. It’s all carefully laid out, until she meets Angus Creed.

In six weeks Angus is supposed to lead the opening waltz at a charity ball in New York City. Only problem is, the handsome billionaire construction magnate with the tabloid past can’t dance. Not one step.

Tainted by gossip and with a well-publicized failed engagement behind him, Angus has become a master at keeping an emotional distance. Until he meets Zoe.

“My life was interrupted. Hers was too. But she’s well and truly back on track, and I thought I was too when I met Dan, but I was wrong. I need me to get myself to where I should be. That can’t come from someone else. So that’s what I’m fixing now.” I draw some random patterns in the sand. “I won’t let myself get lost again.”

Goodreads 

Website http://www.suzannecarroll.com

Twitter @Suzanne_Carroll

The Lost and Found: The Anthology 

by Suzanne Carroll (Goodreads Author), Kate Collier (Goodreads Author),Valentina Dunn (Goodreads Author)
4.11 of 5 stars 4.11 avg rating — 19 ratings — published 2013

AudioGO challenged five new and talented authors to write an original YA story based on a picture and the word prompt ‘LOST AND FOUND.’ They didn’t disappoint; each story is different from the last. Dip into new, strange worlds, discover time-holes, try and sneak into talent shows, figure out who is leaving mysterious messages, and discover the mysteries of a steampunk convention. Enjoy this anthology of all five tales by Suzanne Carroll, Kate Collier, Valentina Dunn, Anya Nara, and Rochelle Walker. All stories are also available for purchase individually

The Thunderstorm 

by Suzanne Carroll (Goodreads Author)
4.33 of 5 stars 4.33 avg rating — 3 ratings — published 2013

Fish and chips on the pier. Art. Music. Moonlit walks along the beach. For the busker (play music or perform entertainment in a public place)and the art student it’s the perfect summer romance. Until it ends suddenly with a savage thunderstorm. A heartbroken Georgia thinks she’ll never see Tom again. But Tom doesn’t give up easily, and months later they find each other in the most unexpected place.

TheWritersCoffeeShop

TWCoffeeShop

http://www.thewriterscoffeeshop.com/

The First Tour

May 15, 2013 Through June 12, 2013

Synopsis:
Seventeen-year-old Mira works on a farm in the ruins of Texas, along with all of the other descendants of the defeated rebels. Though she’s given her heart to Tanner, their lives are not their own.

When Socrates, a powerful First, chooses Mira as his Second, she is thrust into the bewildering world of the rich and influential. Will, a servant assigned to assist her, whispers of rebellion, love, and of a darker fate than she’s ever imagined. With time running out, Mira must decide whether to run to the boy she left behind, the boy who wants her to live, or the man who wants her dead. 

Review:                                                        

I think I must say that this was what I would call a new “niche” in the young adult dystopian category. The characters and situations were scary, dark and gloomy, which is the perfect setting for this genre. Mira was the main character, chosen as a servant. She is unique and has a few great personality traits. You get involved in her learning about a “second”. I really liked the character of Socrates, even though his past was not stellar. Socrates was the oldest immortal mind.

Mira’s love for Will was different and fresh. I wanted a future, something to believe in. 

First is set right after this civil war. After the war was the discovery of mind transplantation. With mind transplants, those chosen to better the world are allowed to live forever through their “seconds”.

The way I connected to Mira was really her being stubborn. She is put in certain situations and they show off her personality in a different way. First is a novel about hope and belief in the future. It was a very captivating read with great characters and a pretty fast paced theme.

About the Author: 

Chanda Stafford teaches middle and high school English. She loves traveling and currently lives in Michigan with her husband and a menagerie of rescued dogs and cats.

When she’s not reading or writing, Chanda enjoys old zombie movies, authentic Italian food, and comic books.

Follow Chanda Stafford!