Friday, October 9, 2015

Friday Reveal @Month9Books & Giveway @Scott_Craven2 - Return of the Jed by Scott Craven (Dead Jed 3)

Welcome to this week’s M9B Friday Reveal!

This week, we are revealing the cover for
Return of the Jed 
by Scott Craven
presented by Month9Books!

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Dead Jed 3.Ebook
With seventh grade behind him, Jed jumps at the opportunity to spend the summer in Mexico with his dad. But there's just one catch: Luke and Tread get to tag along.
In Mexico, fitting in might be easier than Jed imagined, with holidays such as Dia de los Muertos (Day of the Dead). Here, a rising 8th grade zombie boy and his zombie dog won't draw that much attention.
But then Tread unwittingly sets off Mexico’s Chupacabra Defense Network and Jed accidentally collides with a bus. So much for blending in. The unusual pair catch the eye of a professional wrestler, who challenges Jed to a fight!
Their antics manage to capture the attention of a doctor whose knowledge of the undead causes Jed to question his very existence. Is this the answer Jed's been hoping for since his parents sat him down for the "you're a zombie" talk? Jed may have finally found a way to be normal, but at what cost?
Dead Jed: Return of the Jed is book 3 in Scott Craven's humorous and heartwarming series about surviving middle school, fitting in, and embracing one's differences - even if you are a zombie.
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Return of the Jed
 Dead Jed 3 
by Scott Craven 

Publication Date: December 15, 2015 
Publisher: Month9Books

Proud graduate of Cal Poly, San Luis Obispo, have one son who will turn 18 in March 2013, now a features writer for The Arizona Republic.
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Thursday, October 8, 2015

T4T Blitz #T4T @Month9Books & Giveaway @DorothyDreyer - The Reaper's Rite series by Dorothy Dreyer!

Welcome to this week’s Two for Thursday Book Blitz #T4T presented by Month9books/Tantrum Books!

Today, we will be showcasing two titles that may tickle your fancy, and we’ll share what readers have to say about these titles!

You just might find your next read!

This week, #T4T presents to you:
The Reaper's Rite series by Dorothy Dreyer!

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My Sister's Reaper
Sixteen-year-old Zadie’s first mistake was telling the boy she liked she could bring her dead sister back to life. Her second mistake was actually doing it.
When Zadie accidentally messes with the Reaper’s Rite that should have claimed her sister Mara, things go horribly wrong. Mara isn’t the same anymore—Zadie isn’t even sure she’s completely human, and to top it off, a Reaper is determined to collect Mara’s soul no matter what. Now Zadie must figure out how to defeat her sister’s Reaper, or let Mara die … this time for good.
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I felt that the author did a great job with her character developement. She was very vivid in her details and I felt like they were people I would meet on the street.” – Michelle, Goodreads Reviewer
“My Sister’s Reaper was a great paranormal, YA novel. Dreyer did an awesome job at creating Zadie’s linage and having it make complete sense.”Tyler, Jolley Chronicles
“Okay, reapers, zombies, and death? Yeah, I was definitely reading this one.” – Kelly Hashway, Author
My Tethered Soul
Months have passed since Zadie faced her sister’s Reaper, during which time she's been under her mentor's magical protection. But now that she's turning 17, that protection is about to run out. When dark forces lure Zadie to wander at night, she's manipulated into committing unspeakable acts. With her friends and family at risk, Zadie must try to use her powers to break free from the Reaper's grasp, or surrender to the Reaper's Rite, which can only lead to death.
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“The series is magnificent and should be on the best sellers list!!”Holly, Author
“Dorothy Dreyer continues the fast-paced, heart pounding journey she started in My Sister's Reaper, delivering a YA paranormal romance filled with believable characters battling unbelievable odds.”Katie, Author
“Ms. Dreyer has upped the ante in terms of characterization, suspense, some down-right spooky scenes, and a playful sense of humor, particularly in the dialogue between her teen protagonists.” Stuart, Author
Dorothy Dreyer
Dorothy Dreyer has always believed in magic. Born in Angeles City, Philippines, to a Filipino mother and American Father, Dorothy grew up a military brat, living in Massachusetts, South Dakota, Guam, New Jersey, and New York. She now lives in Frankfurt, Germany, with her husband, two teens, and two Siberian huskies. Dorothy not only writes books with some element of magic in them, but has a fondness for reading those kinds of books as well. She also enjoys movies, chocolate, take-out, and spending time with family and friends. She’s known to make a pretty sweet cupcake when she has the time. She also tends to sing sometimes, so keep her away from your Karaoke bars.
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Monday, October 5, 2015

Middle Grade Mondays @TantrumBooks & Giveaway @VanessaBarger - Up Close and Personal with Vanessa Barger!!!

Welcome to the first Official Middle Grade Mondays Book Blitz #MGMondays presented by Tantrum Books/Month9books!

Today, we get up close and personal 
in a "Would You Rather" Q & A with
Vanessa Barger
author of the upcoming book, Super Freak, from Tantrum Books.

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Vanessa Barger was born in West Virginia, and through several moves ended up spending the majority of her life in Virginia Beach, Virginia. She is a graduate of George Mason University and Old Dominion University, and has degrees in Graphic Design, a minor in Medieval and Renaissance Literature, and a Masters in Technology Education. She has had articles published in Altered Arts Magazine, has had some artwork displayed in galleries in Ohio and online, and currently teaches engineering, practical physics, drafting and other technological things to high school students in the Hampton Roads area of Virginia. She is a member of the SCBWI (Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators), the Virginia Writer’s Club, and the Hampton Roads Writers. When not writing or teaching, she’s a bookaholic, movie fanatic, and loves to travel. She is married to a fabulous man, and has one cat, who believes Vanessa lives only to open cat food cans, and can often be found baking when she should be editing.
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Would You Rather...

Would you rather never be able to speak again or always have to say everything that is on your mind? Oh, probably never be able to speak again. I could learn sign language, but people REALLY don’t want me to say whatever I’m thinking all the time. That would get me in so, so much trouble.

Would you rather be able to read or be able to read minds (but be illiterate)? Definitely would rather be able to read. Reading minds is cool and everything, but never be able to read a book? No way! 

Would you rather be able to speak fluently every language in the world or be the best in the world at something of your choosing? This one is tough. I think I’d rather be able to speak fluently in every language. I mean, think of what kind of traveling you could do! You’d never need to worry about what you’re eating, or how to ask for directions, or anything like that. It would be pretty fantastic! 

Would you rather read only one book over and over for the rest of your life or read as many as you want but never remember what they’re about? Hmmmmm… I think I’m going with as many as I want. I suppose if I never remember what they’re about it might be sad, but I wouldn’t know that, because it would be a new book every time! One book would get really boring, I think. 

Would you rather only the first page of a book or the last page? The first page. There are so many more possibilities you can come up with if you’re given the question. When you’re given the answer, you’re limited, because you already know where you’re going. 

Would you rather read 5 pages per day or 5 books per week? 5 books per week. No question. Then maybe I’d FINALLY get through my “to-read” list! 

Would you rather read only one genre forever or never read the same genre more than once? Ooooo…. Another hard one. I think I’d rather read one genre forever. There are lots of books in each genre, but if I could only read one from each genre ever, I’d quickly run out of genres and books.

Would you rather be invisible or be able to read minds? Read minds. Hands down. Know what you’re thinking? That has such possibilities….. 

Would you rather never use the internet again or never watch TV again? Never watch TV. But this is a cop out, lol. You can watch many things on the internet, and I don’t watch much TV as it is!

Would you rather have one wish granted today or three granted in 10 years? Three in 10 years. My wish today might not be a good one. But the other way, I’d have some space in between to think about things and try to make a good one. 

Would you rather know it all or have it all? Knowing things is fabulous. But being rich has its perks…… I can learn things, so what the heck, let’s go with have it all. After all, people don’t like a know it all. ;)
Thirteen-year-old Caroline is a freak. Her parents have uprooted her to a town full of Supernaturals. You’d think she’d be thrilled. But, with someone without a magical bone in her body, this daughter of tree sprites feels like even more of an outcast than she has ever before.
To make matters worse, her new home is cursed. But when Caroline takes to investigating the mysterious and strange happenings of Harridan House, her BFF goes missing. Seems someone doesn’t want Caroline sticking her non-magical nose where it most certainly does not belong. Determined to prove herself, Caroline uncovers a plot to destroy her new hometown.
Undeterred, Caroline can’t give up. But what’s a human without magical powers to do? Caroline better figure it out fast, before she loses everything she has ever loved and the whispers she’s heard all her life prove true: Caroline is a useless superfreak.
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Super Freak 
by Vanessa Barger
 Publication Date: October 13, 2015 
Publisher: Tantrum Books 
Genre: MG, Fantasy

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Saturday, October 3, 2015

Review @ariapeyton - Entrusted by Aria Peyton (Coal Creek Shifters #1)

Coal Creek Shifters #1
by Aria Peyton

Goodreads blurb:  One day of perfection.

Five minutes to change it all.

All it took was the cruelty of one man, and the actions of their clan, to tear them apart. Fated Mates; destined for each other. Forced into a solitary existence until another enters their lives.

Will his presence reunite them? Or will the past destroy their future?

About the Author:  I've been a covert operative in a foreign country, jumped out of helicopters for fun, and bungee jumped over the side of a Styrofoam factory into a vat of beans made for beanbags. I can also leap Lego towers in a single bound, pack school lunches like a boss, and burn myself on any hot surface. My multiskilling is out of this world and I successfully masquerade as an average parent 24/7. Do not be fooled by my mediocrity. To do so is at your own peril. Also, don’t believe everything you read!

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My Thoughts - 4 out of 5 Unicorns - I really liked it!!!

***Received a copy of the ebook for an honest review

This is the first book by Aria Peyton and makes this the first book in the series too :)  This is a shifter romance, but this book is probably not for everyone due to the rape scene in the beginning of the book.  This of course is for adults only due to the adult content and violence.

I really enjoyed reading the book and seeing Vanessa, Rebel, and Mik grow as characters.  I screamed for what was happening, cried, it was a very emotional rollercoaster.  I was gripped in the story.  It is hard to tell you or describe anything because I do not want to ruin anything for you, but it is just sooo much wrapped into this book with drama, parental interference, romance, and so much more.  I can tell there is much more to come too, and I can’t wait!!

I recommend this book to shifter readers who don’t have a problem with reading a rape scene and all the violence and emotions wrapped up in it.  I really enjoyed in and can’t wait to see what Aria comes up with next :)

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Friday, October 2, 2015

Friday Reveal @Month9Books & Giveaway @authorjenkins - Nameless by Jennifer Jenkins (Chapter Two)

Welcome to this week’s M9B Friday Reveal!
This week, we are revealing CHAPTER TWO of
Nameless by Jennifer Jenkins
presented byMonth9Books!
NAMELESS is in development for film by Benderspink! That’s the same company who optioned Victoria Aveyard’s Red Queen and produced the I AM NUMBER FOUR film!
Jennifer is also one of the co-founders of Teen Author Boot Camp, and works with amazing authors like James Dashner and Brandon Sanderson to help teens master the craft or writing. New York Times bestselling author Jessica Day George read NAMELESS and loved it!:
"Jenkins brings edge-of-your-seat adventure to this intriguing new world. I can’t wait to read more!”
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Four clans have been at war for centuries: the Kodiak, the Raven, the Wolf and the Ram. Through brutal war tactics, the Ram have dominated the region, inflicting death and destruction on their neighbors.
Seventeen-year-old Zo is a Wolf and a Healer who volunteers to infiltrate the Ram as a spy on behalf of the allied clans. She offers herself as a Ram slave, joining the people who are called the “nameless.” Hers is a suicide mission – Zo’s despair after losing her parents in a Ram raid has left her seeking both revenge and an end to her own misery. But after her younger sister follows her into Rams Gate, Zo must find a way to survive her dangerous mission and keep her sister safe. What she doesn’t expect to find is the friendship of a young Ram whose life she saves, the confusing feelings she develops for a Ram soldier, and an underground nameless insurrection. Zo learns that revenge, loyalty and love are more complicated than she ever imagined in the first installment of this two-book series.
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Chapter 2 ~~~Zo~~~ The cold air traveling over Zo’s skin smelled strangely mineral. She walked blindfolded with Tess in her arms, and the tip of a spear at her back. She memorized the turns as they prodded her forward, knowing it would do little to help if she couldn’t pass whatever trial the Ram leader had in store. The path sloped down and the moist air grew colder. Her foot caught on a rock and Zo fell to her knees, sending Tess flying into the darkness. Hands grabbed Zo’s collar and hoisted her back to her feet.   “Carry the small one,” the leader ordered.   “Zo?” Tess’ voice cracked, weak and distant.   “I’m here,” said Zo, straining to see through the blindfold.   She didn’t want her sister to say more. Her accent might betray them both.   The ground leveled beneath them, and a guard yanked off the blindfold, taking a chunk of Zo’s dark hair with it. She didn’t cry out.   They couldn’t hurt her.   She looked at the limp form of her sister in the arms of a bare-chested Ram guard and crumbled at the contradiction. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. If only Tess hadn’t followed.   If only …   Guards lined the opposite wall. Shadows from the torchlight made the scowls on their faces all the more sinister. Each carried a round shield at his back, a spear in hand, and a short sword at his hip.   A redheaded boy lay on a narrow bed in the center of the room silently weeping. His body was long, but judging from his young face, he couldn’t have been much older than twelve or thirteen. The deep wound just above his hip swam in dark red blood. He whimpered while biting down on a stick.   Zo didn’t ask questions. “I need blankets!” she yelled, as she washed her hands in a basin of scalding water. With pulsing, red hands, she took a stack of linens from a supply table and pressed it to the wound. The boy kicked and jostled.   “Hold him down or he’ll bleed out!” shouted Zo.   No one moved.   Two women in white robes came in through a different tunnel entrance carrying woolen blankets. When they saw Zo, they froze.   “Help me!” Zo snatched the blankets from their hands and rolled the boy onto his side. Lifting his legs, she wedged blanket rolls under his good hip. The redheaded boy cried out in pain but Zo needed to keep the wound above his heart. She wrapped a bandage around his trunk, keeping as much pressure on the open wound as possible.   The boy’s skin turned alabaster from blood loss. Zo yanked more blankets from the hands of the women, covered him up, and rubbed warmth into his arms and legs while muttering the words of one of her mother’s blessings. “Hold as still as you can,” she whispered into his ear. “You’re going to be fine. I promise.”   Zo approached the intimidating line of Ram soldiers.   Each wore animal hide trimmed with fur. Thick leather straps crisscrossed their chests housing a variety of evil-looking weapons. “Where is my pack? It has the medicines I need.” The men barely moved, barely blinked, with hands clasped behind their backs like dangerous statues of unfeeling.   The bald leader shook his head. A taunting, wicked, grin stretched across his face. Tess whimpered from one of the dark corners of the cave. Water dripped from the jagged, rock ceiling. The quiet symphony of sounds and silence contrasted with Zo’s rapidly beating heart.   She swore and darted to the opposite wall where the healers stood just as still and lifeless. “Do you have any pseudo ginseng root?”   The aging healer looked over to the Gate Master, shook his head, and looked down at his hands. So they would put this boy’s life in danger just to see if she would fail? I shouldn’t be surprised.   Zo ran back to the steaming water and plunged four inches of her long braid into the basin. Sweat dripped from her forehead. She scrubbed the crusted mud from her hair and went to the closest soldier, holding out the dark braid. “Cut it,” she said.   His gaze swept over her body before fixing on her face.   His lips curled into a crooked grin.   She hated when men looked at her that way.   “Cut it!” she yelled, eyeing the knife at his hip, wondering if she had any chance of taking it from him without meeting a quick death.   A young soldier to his left stepped out of rank. His long dark hair was tucked behind his ears, his brows knit together and a muscle in his neck leapt as he frowned. The unexpected flash of his dagger made Zo scream. A small segment of her braid dropped to the ground and the young soldier took his place back in line, ignoring the disapproving scorn of the Ram leader. Zo gasped as she snatched up the braid. She stumbled over to the sink again to rinse the hair one final time to prevent infection. Convinced the hair was clean, she darted back to the boy and removed the crimson-soaked dressing from the wound. The blood had slowed, but not enough. He’d die if this didn’t work.   She shoved the hair into the wound and piled the excess on top.   The boy screamed then passed out.   Zo placed her hands over the mound of hair and uttered words of healing. The flame of her energy flickered as she willed the blessing to take effect. Her head swayed without permission as she reapplied a bandage.   When Zo finished, she slumped to the floor before they carried her and Tess away.   ~~~Gryphon~~~   Joshua’s dried blood tugged on Gryphon’s arm. A deathly plaster, equal parts unforgiving and taunting. He scratched away at the memory of the ambush, the way young Joshua’s eyes doubled in size when the arrow entered his side. It was Gryphon’s fault. He’d let the kid come with his mess unit against his better judgment.   It was his fault.   Gryphon took the mountain trail home from the caves. He attacked the climb like he would any enemy. After the first mile his legs warmed. After the second they burned. He welcomed the dull pain creeping through his fatigued muscles. Pain equaled progress. With enough pain he might outpace his grief. Joshua.   Gryphon sprinted the last hundred yards of the climb. The wind picked up as he reached the summit overlooking the ocean below. High waves crashed into the cliff wall. An arctic spray carried on the breeze, stinging Gryphon’s eyes.   He turned and showed the ocean his back, casting his gaze over the valley of the Ram. Wind whipped his dark brown hair and made the metal of his weapons clink together. From this view he could see far beyond the training grounds and housing complexes, past the fields where hundreds of Nameless bent over acres of dying soil. Even beyond the fabled wall of Ram’s Gate that corralled the vast lands of his people.   He felt powerful. In control.   Not like this morning when he couldn’t slow Joshua’s bleeding.   The twenty members of Gryphon’s mess unit were encouraged to sleep in the barracks, even though many of them were married men. Unity meant everything to a Ram mess unit. Gryphon abided this and every other command issued by his leaders with exactness. But tonight, the thought of facing his brothers of war with all their questions and condolences seemed too much.   No. Tonight he would hide behind the walls of his inheritance like a child hides behind his mother’s skirt. The brick-and-plaster house sat back on a five-acre plot. It was one of the furthest family plots from the main gate and the center of town. A red sun dipped behind the towering wall of Ram’s Gate, casting an ominous glow around the house as Gryphon climbed the dirt path. The solid oak door whined with complaint as he nudged it open.   “Who’s there?” Gryphon’s mother reached the entry with her arms and hands covered in white flour and her graying bun sitting at an angle on her head. She studied Gryphon and the corners of her mouth sank into the frown he’d come to associate with his childhood.   “Wash the blood off your hands.” She retreated back to the kitchen without another word.   Gryphon leaned his long spear and shield against the wall and sloughed off his pack. He turned and noticed the rusted metal shield mounted above the hearth. His cheeks colored in shame. He looked away, but it didn’t stop the boiling wave of anger that always came when he looked at his father’s shield.   The symbol of his family’s disgrace.   Despite Gryphon’s countless protests, his mother refused to take it down. “It’s good to remember,” she would say. Then she’d go out into the forest where she thought no one could hear her and cry, rocking back and forth with her hands wrapped firmly about her stomach. As if she’d fall apart if she didn’t hold herself together.   No matter how hard he worked in the training field, that shield would always hang over his head. Always. In the kitchen, Gryphon plunged his hands into a basin of water. As he scrubbed, the water turned the color of salmon flesh.   His mother kneaded her palm into a batch of dough with more force than necessary. She used her forearm to push aside a clump of silver hair that fell into her face. “How many?” she asked with her back to him.   Gryphon couldn’t scrub his hands hard enough. “One. We were ambushed.” His excursions used to be so boring. They used to go weeks without running into another clan, but lately …   “Who?” His mother stood up straight, prepared to take the news like a strong Ram woman was meant to.   “Joshua.” Gryphon felt his control slip. He chewed on his tongue until he could steel his emotions. “Spear,” was all he trusted himself to say.   Joshua wasn’t a member of a mess unit yet. The System didn’t allow thirteen-year-olds to join. He had still been in training, but he’d begged to go, and Gryphon—his mentor— didn’t have the heart to turn him down.   “Will he live?” she asked, kneading the dough again.   “I … ” Gryphon cleared his constricting throat, thinking of the dirty Nameless girl they’d let work on Joshua in the cave.   “I don’t think he will.”
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With her degree in History and Secondary Education, Jennifer had every intention of teaching teens to love George Washington and appreciate the finer points of ancient battle stratagem. (Seriously, she’s obsessed with ancient warfare.) However, life had different plans in store when the writing began. As a proud member of Writers Cubed, and a co-founder of the Teen Author Boot Camp, she feels blessed to be able to fulfill both her ambition to work with teens as well as write Young Adult fiction.
Jennifer has three children who are experts at naming her characters, one loving, supportive husband, a dog with little-man syndrome, and three chickens (of whom she is secretly afraid).
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Thursday, October 1, 2015

T4T Blitz #T4T @Month9Books & Giveaway - Very Superstitious & Two and Twenty Dark Tales

Welcome to this week’s Two for Thursday Book Blitz #T4T presented by Month9books/Tantrum Books!
Today, we will be showcasing two titles that may tickle your fancy, and we’ll share what readers have to say about these titles!
You just might find your next read!
This week, #T4T presents to you:
Very Superstitious: Myths, Legends and Tales of Superstition
Two and Twenty Dark Tales: Dark Retellings of Mother Goose Rhymes
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Very Superstitious
The stories are based on urban legends, myths, tribal tales and superstitions from around the world. A charity anthology to benefit SPCA International with stories by Shannon Delany, Jackie Morse Kessler, Stephanie Kuehnert, Jennifer Knight, Marianne Mancusi, Michelle E. Reed, Dianne Salerni and Pab Sungenis.
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“VERY SUPERSTITIOUS is a fine anthology for fantasy readers looking for something slightly creepy for Halloween reading.”Liviania, In Bed With Books
“A collection of spook-licious tales that will taunt, and in a few cases, tickle the fear bone in any reader.”S.A. Larsen, Author
A timely collection for a good cause, with some delightful surprises, full of myths and superstitions, and a vast array of stories that will make you laugh, cry and think.” – Tammy, Books Bones Buffy
Two and Twenty Dark Tales
In this anthology, 20 authors explore the dark and hidden meanings behind some of the most beloved Mother Goose nursery rhymes through short story retellings. The dark twists on classic tales range from exploring whether Jack truly fell or if Jill pushed him instead to why Humpty Dumpty, fragile and alone, sat atop so high of a wall. The authors include Nina Berry, Sarwat Chadda, Leigh Fallon, Gretchen McNeil, and Suzanne Young.
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Great short story collection! Allegorical, interpretive, and entertaining.” – Levina, Goodreads Reviewer
“ EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED in this book”Kwinn, Goodreads Reviewer
“I truly enjoyed the stories in this anthology. Some are dark and depressing, and yet beautifully told…” – Angie, Author
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Sale, Guest Post @wheatley_e & Giveaway - The Key of Amatahns by Elisabeth Wheatley

thekeyofamatahns_LARGE In a land where those with magic are esteemed and revered, Janir guards a secret that would send her to the headsman's block at a word. As one of the reviled Argetallams, she has the power to destroy enchantments and steal others' magic—an ability that has caused bloodshed for generations.

Raised as the illegitimate daughter of an influential lord, she was determined to turn her back on her heritage, but when her power manifests, leaving a nobleman dead, she has no choice but to flee her adoptive home. In exile with the help of a fearless young enchanter and an elf sworn to protect her, she finds herself entangled in a quest to hide an ancient artifact from the kingdom’s enemies.

But they are not the only ones after the relic and soon their paths cross with a rival from Janir's distant childhood. With no hope of help or rescue, the fate of nations will depend on a fifteen year old girl and her mastery of powers she doesn't understand.

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Five Favorites in Fantasy:  Brother/Sister Relationships

Okay, so it’s no secret that Janir has a dysfunctional relationship with her brother, Lucan. However, I find that brother/sister relationships, like boy/girl friendships, hold a special place in my heart as both a reader and a writer.

Éomer and Éowyn (The Return of the King by J.R.R. Tolkien)
Everything about them is a “yes.” Warrior king and his warrior princess sister—how is anyone supposed to compete with that?

Meg and Charles (A Swiftly Tilting Planet by Madeleine L’Engle)
Meg and Charles kind of remind me and my brothers—socially awkward and misunderstood, but united by our mutual oddness. Ms. L’Engle is one of my favorite authors of all time and her portrayal of inter-character relationships is a great part of why.

Ginny and Ron (Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince by J.K. Rowling)
Not many people talk about this dynamic, even the most diehard Potterheads, but let’s do that for just a moment. They tease each other, give each other a bad time, but woe unto he who tries to hurt either one. The Weasley family as a whole is lovably clannish. Way to go, JK.

Lucy and Edmund (The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by C.S. Lewis)
In this book, Lucy and Edmund are returning to Narnia for their third time, but it is the first time without either Susan or Peter. In part because of this, there is a lot more of their relationship and Edmund’s protectiveness of Lucy is just precious.

Ren and Razo (Forest Born by Shannon Hale)
Okay, so Forest Born was for the most part a let down. This sucked considering the awesomeness of the first three Books of Bayern, but what can you do? Either way, watching how Ren and Razo both came to blossom and grow, from being the forgotten younger children to the heroes of a country was the best part.

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Elisabeth Wheatley began what would be her first novel at eleven and hasn’t stopped writing since. When she’s not daydreaming of elves, vampires, and/or hot guys in armor, she can be found wasting time on the internet, fangirling over her latest obsession, and pretending to be a functional citizen.
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