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How to Seduce a Band
Geek (How To #2)

by Cassie Mae

Release Date: 05/06/14

Swoon Romance

Sierra Livingston’s got it bad for her sister’s best friend, Levi
Mason—the boy who carries his drumsticks in his pocket, marches with the school’s
band, and taps his feet to whatever beat runs through his head. Sierra racks
her brain for ways to impress the sexy drummer, but the short skirts and
bursting cleavage don’t seem to cut it.

When Sierra gets paired with Levi’s sister, Brea, for a mentorship program,
they strike a deal. In exchange for Sierra keeping her mouth shut about Brea
ditching the program, Brea lets Sierra dig for more info on Levi to help get
the guy of her dreams.

But when Sierra discovers Levi no longer plays the drums, his family has moved
into a trailer, and he’s traded in his Range Rover for a baby blue moped,
Sierra’s not sure if she can go through with violating his privacy. She’ll have
to find the courage to ask him straight out—if he’s willing to let her in—and
explore other ways to seduce the school’s band geek.

How to Hook a Bookworm (How To #3)

by Cassie Mae

Release Date: TBD

Swoon Romance

It’s Brea Mason’s sixteenth birthday, and she has three wishes. 1.
Be magically eighteen like the rest of her friends. 2. Grow a money tree for
her family whose financial problems are well known about town.  3.
Overcome her test anxiety before she flunks out of every class.

But one day later, she's still sixteen, her family's money worries
abound, and she's no closer to passing than she was the day before!

Then a very sexy transfer student—with gobs of cash—shows up. Brea
figures she has a better chance of burping up glitter than attracting the new
guy, but he seems extremely interested in her.

Just when Brea thinks things are looking up, her report card
arrives marked with four giant F’s. Enter resident bookworm and Brea's loyal
friend, Adam Silver. If he can't help Brea pass, no one can.

Even with Adam's help, Brea can't handle the mounting pressure,
and finds an escape with the new student who knows little about her
problems. 

But spending oodles of time with her boyfriend strains the
friendship with Adam she relies so heavily on. Faced with losing the only real
comfort and support she has ever had, Brea starts to wonder if she can hook a
bookworm before it's too late.

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Amazon multi-category and international bestselling author of HOW TO DATE A NERD, HOW TO SEDUCE A BAND GEEK and HOW TO HOOK A BOOKWORM

Cassie Mae is a nerd to the core from Utah, who likes to write about other nerds who find love. Her angel children and perfect husband fan her and feed her grapes while she clacks away on the keyboard. Then she wakes up from that dream world and manages to get a few words on the computer while the house explodes around her. When she’s not writing, she’s spending time with the youth in her community as a volleyball and basketball coach, or searching the house desperately for chocolate.

Cassie Mae is an Amazon.com bestselling author of the teen contemporary romance novel REASONS I FELL FOR THE FUNNY FAT FRIEND, which she self-published. In addition to publishing with Swoon Romance, she is published by Random House Flirt.

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Cover Reveal and Title Contest Book 2 of Heather L. Reid's Pretty Dark Nothing Series

Month9Books Presents a Cover Reveal and Title Contest for
Book 2 in Heather L. Reid's Pretty Dark Nothing Series.

Help Month9Books choose a title for the next book in the Pretty Dark Nothing series!

Book 2, a follow up to Pretty Dark Nothing, will be released this fall, and we need your help picking a title. Below are two covers, each with a proposed title for Book 2 on it. We can't call it "Book 2" forever, so please take a look and comment HERE to vote on which you like best.

The winning title will be revealed at BEA 2014 and if you commented to vote and will attend BEA, Month9Books will give you a signed copy of the galley (limited to the first 20 commenters attending). Voting opens today and ends on Friday, March 14, 2014. Thanks to artist Christel Michiels for the amazing cover!

So, which do you like best?

Title choice 1:
Perfect Dark Sacrifice

Title choice 2:
Pretty Dark Sacrifice

Series: Pretty Dark Nothing
Author: Heather L. Reid
Publisher: Month9Books
Publication Date: September 2014

It’s been five weeks, two days, and eight hours since the demons forced Quinn to throw herself into the raging river, since Aaron sacrificed himself to save her, since he disappeared without a trace. No body, no sign of him at all. Everyone wants her to move on, but Quinn can’t. She’s convinced Aaron’s trying to contact her, but Azrael, her angel Sentinel, insists these visions are nothing more than the demons preying on her guilt, bent on distracting her from her true destiny as the reincarnation of Eve.

With Aaron’s fate forever entwined with Quinn’s true Sentinel, Kaemon, they both find themselves prisoner of the underworld. For Aaron, death in the river would have been easier than ending up in Lilith’s dungeons.

Heather L. Reid has always had a sense of wanderlust and a belief in the paranormal. She eats mayonnaise on her fries, loves video games, and getting lost in a good story. This native Texan now lives with her Scottish hubby in South Ayrshire, Scotland, where she spends her weekends wandering the moors in search of the ghost of William Wallace and exploring haunted castles.

Her debut young adult Paranormal, PRETTY DARK NOTHING, will be released on April 23, 2013 by Month 9 Books.

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Of Sea and Stone by Kate Avery Ellison #Excerpt #Interview #Giveaway

Of Sea and Stone by Kate Avery Ellison
Publication date: February 2014
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult

All her life, clever Aemi has been a slave in the Village of the Rocks, a place where the sea and sky meet. She’s heard the stories about the fabled People of the Sea, a people who possess unimaginable technology who live below the waves in the dark, secret places of the ocean. But she never dreamed those stories were true.

When a ship emerges from the ocean and men burn her village, Aemi is captured, and enslaved below the waves in Itlantis, a world filled with ancient cities of glass and metal, floating gardens, and wondrous devices that seem to work magic. To make matters worse, her village nemesis, the stuck-up mayor’s son Nol, was captured with her, and they are made servants in the same household beneath the sea.

Desperate to be free, Aemi plots her escape, even going so far as to work with Nol. But the sea holds more secrets than she realizes, and escape might not be as simple as leaving…

 

We walked across a bridge enclosed with glass that stretched between the ship and the city of Celestrus. Glass and twisted metal were the only things standing between the sea and us. I looked up and saw a long, sinuous shape curl through the waters above us—some giant, unknown sea creature—and a shiver passed over my skin as I remembered the dark shape that had passed beneath our ship on the journey over.

What other things lurked in the ocean’s depths?

The first guard planted his hand between my shoulder blades and pushed me forward, drawing my thoughts back to the present, back to the rush of warm air from the round opening ahead, the clank of our feet against the metal floor, and Nol telling the guard exactly what he’d like to do to him if he had a sword in hand.

I kept my mouth shut, because I wasn’t stupid.

We stepped through the round doorway, entering a round room with walls and floors of polished metal. The ceiling arched above us, made of rose-colored glass and shot through with metal that I supposed held it aloft. I could see shapes moving above it, churning shadows that stamped and brushed the ceiling and bewildered me until I realized I was seeing people’s feet and garments. The ceiling above must serve as a walkway for an even higher level, I realized. I stared at the strange shadow dance until someone nudged me. The guard.

A bench ran along one wall, and a man sat on it, waiting for us. He stood when we entered.

He must have been old, but his face was astonishingly smooth, almost ageless. His skin was the color of copper. His long hair black hair, streaked with gray at the temples, hung down his back in a mass of braids, and he wore light purple robes that draped off his thin body and engulfed his wrists. He did not look unkind, which was a good sign.

The guards herded me forward.

“What is your name?” he asked me.

“Aemi,” I said.

“Ah, Aemi. Exquisite name. Means sea-born in the old tongue.”

I lifted my gaze, startled. “Yes, it does.”

He smiled, a quick quirk of his lips that transformed his face into something kindly. “And you?” he asked Nol.

Nol turned his head and would not speak. The man looked back at me.

“He’s called Nol,” I said, and I saw a muscle jump in Nol’s jaw when I spoke his name. He gave me a look of pure loathing, and I knew I had betrayed him by giving up his identity to the man when he had clearly wished to make a statement by withholding it.

“Nol, eh? Short for Nolen?”

“Just Nol,” he growled.

“I am called Merelus,” he said, seemingly unruffled by the waves of anger radiating from Nol. “I hope we can learn to respect each other, as unfavorable as this situation may be for you.”

Respect each other? His words confused me, but I bit my lips and said nothing.

“Come,” Merelus said to us, and nodded to the guards. “I’ll take you both.”

“Their wristlocks, sir,” the guard said.

“Ah, yes.” Merelus paused and waited as the guard approached us and snapped a thick band of silver over our right wrists.

“This will set off an alarm if you enter any area forbidden to Indentureds,” he informed us gruffly. “And you will be punished.”

I looked around for Myo, but he was gone. I supposed I would never see him again. He’d never bid me goodbye. Why would he? I was just a slave.

The click of the wristlock around my arm made me flinch. Merelus watched my face, and his eyebrows drew together as if he were seeing more than I intended him to. I turned my head away and met Nol’s eyes. They smoldered with fury as he submitted to having the wristlock placed on him.

“Well,” Merelus said when it was done. “That’s over. Let’s go, shall we?” He indicated the door.

My mouth fell open as we stepped through it.

Arching ceilings soared overhead, joining in a web of patterned glass held in place by golden metal beams that swirled and formed fantastic shapes. The floors were gleaming stone set in curling patterns beneath our feet. Doorways and corridors branched off from the main thoroughfare, opening onto other plazas and rooms filled with fountains and statues.

Far ahead of us, six corridors converged on a round plaza with a sculpture of a dolphin in the center. Blinding light poured over the dolphin from a ceiling that glowed with light like a captured sun.

I glanced at Nol. He stared ahead, his mouth pressed in a rigid line. His hands were white and clenched at his sides. He refused to seem impressed.

But I saw no reason to hide my amazement. I gaped at everything.

“You have never been to Celestrus before,” Merelus observed, watching my reaction.

“No.” I remembered Myo’s warnings and said nothing else of my past.

“The Jeweled City,” he said, smiling. “Seat of learning and the arts. The most beautiful place in all of Itlantis. Exquisite, if I may say so.”

I believed it.

Men and women filled the corridors and corresponding plazas that connected them. Most wore flowing tunics or robes over the one-piece jumpsuits, or simply the jumpsuits. A few were dressed in other garments—trousers, dresses. The blend of fashions bewildered me. The people had varying appearances too—some with skin as brown as polished driftwood, others as pale as sand. Most had long, straight black or brown hair, and large eyes that came in vivid blues, greens, and browns. Nol’s pale hair stood out and drew him a few looks of interest and curiosity.

We crossed a bridge of shining metal and glass and into a round-roofed chamber large enough to fit the Village of the Rocks inside in its entirety. A vast floor stretched before us, and the ceiling was ribbed with metal supports and set with colored glass. Through the glass, I caught glimpses of the ocean, vast and dark and rippling with fish.

“The commons,” Merelus said, gesturing to the space before us.

This place was anything but common.

We passed through this glorious space and reached another. They were like a string of bubbles, one after the other. This chamber had dozens of doors set into the walls, and staircases going down into the floor and up toward the roof. I craned my neck to see around us. Balconies spiraled around the domed roof as far as I could see.

Merelus stopped before a door of bronzed metal and touched the handle.

“Welcome home,” he said.

What authors have influenced your writing style the most?

I grew up on a pretty steady diet of mystery, actually, so I feel like classic mystery authors like Agatha Christie had a strong influence on me. When I was a teenager, I started reading fantasy by authors like Robin McKinley, Gail Carson Levine, and Sherwood Smith. The Blue Sword, Ella Enchanted, Crown Duel...I loved those books. I also had a huge love of historical fiction, so Ann Rinaldi, Elizabeth George Speare, and Eloise Jarvis McGraw influenced me a lot as well. As far as more recently-written books that I didn’t grow up reading, I continue to be an awe of fantasy authors Megan Whalen Turner (The Thief, The Queen of Attolia, etc.) and Melina Marchetta (Finnikin of the Rock), dystopian author Suzanne Collins (The Hunger Games), and contemporary young adult authors Lucy Christopher (Stolen) and John Green (A Fault in Our Stars).

Are you working on anything else currently?

Yes! I’m currently hard at work on the second book in the Secrets of Itlantis series, and I’m also working on a few secret projects on the side—one is a more traditional fantasy, another is a post-apocalyptic novel. I hope to have more details about them for my readers very soon.

Describe Of Sea and Stone in six words.

Atlantis, steampunk, sunlight, seawater, secrets, romance.

I live in Georgia with my wonderful husband and two spoiled cats. When I'm not writing, I'm usually catching up on my extensive Netflix queue, reading a book, giggling at something funny online, or trying to convince my husband to give me just ONE bite of whatever he's eating.

Learn more about my writing and books at my BLOG , find teasers for upcoming works on my Facebook Page , and subscribe to my New Releases Newsletter to be notified of new novels as soon as they hit stores!

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Stalkers Book Blitz #Excerpt #GuestPost #Giveaway

Release date: November 26th 2013
Publisher: Indie Style Press
Purchase: Amazon


Shadows follow you in the darkness of the night and the eerie sensation of being watched crawls up your spine. Your sanity pulls apart at the seams as the terrors stalk their victims, leaving you too frightened to turn off the light.

These twisted stories will leave you breathless, dreading the horrors lurking around the corner.

Seventeen authors. Seventeen tales of terror. Infinite nightmares.

*knock*knock* Anyone here? Sweet!! An unmanned blog! I love it when they get sidetracked and forget to lock up!

Hi, my name is Lindy Spencer, and I’m a Stalker. Wait, that’s not right. I’m one of the seventeen authors who were picked to have a story published in the anthology by Cynthia Shepp and Rene Folsom, and the title of the book is Stalkers. That’s what I meant. No, really, it is... :)

I want to talk a little bit about stalkers. They’re everywhere, you know. Have you ever taken an hour and relaxed on a park bench, content to watch the world go by? Have you seen the people who meander past, seemingly oblivious to everyone and everything around them? Then there’s the guy with the baseball cap, or the woman wearing workout gear, wearing sunglasses and not paying attention to anything else except the oblivious person who walked past several seconds ago? Think back... if it wasn’t you on the bench, watching, were you the oblivious one or, perhaps, the baseball cap wearing gentleman? Stalkers can be anyone, anywhere, anytime.

All seventeen stories in the anthology have one thing in common: Stalkers. We were only told that there had to be a stalker, and our minds were responsible for coming up with the rest. Some of us went a little crazy with it, but we all had fun with the writing, as we hope you’ll have fun with the reading.

My story, The Watcher, is about a lady who knows something’s wrong, but can’t get herself righted for long enough to figure out what the problem is, or more importantly, how to fix it. I’ve been in that kind of situation before, but luckily not in the particular one she finds herself in. That would be freaky!

Oops, that sounds like the door. I’ve got to run. Let me drop off this excerpt for you before I go; take a peek, and if you like what you see, you can read the full story in Stalkers: an anthology. Talk to you soon!!

The Watcher by Lindy Spencer Excerpt

Coming back to reality, I remembered my manners. “Hold on, let me get my purse, just one sec.” I took a step back into the house and turned, setting the vase on the hall table to free my hands. As I carefully set it down, I ran my hands up to the stem of the vase to make sure it was settled.
“Ouch!” I jerked my hand back. A dot of blood on the tip of my index finger was growing; I lifted my hand to my mouth and sucked to make the bleeding stop. The room seemed to shimmer for a moment, as if the sun were reflecting off a shiny secret…

Thank you, and hope you're having a fantastic day!!

Lindy

Lindy Spencer currently lives in Oklahoma with her superhero family - Amazing Husband and Super Smart Dog. When she’s not writing, she’s most likely reading, riding motorcycles, or shooting things with a Canon.

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The Hazards of a One Night Stand by Alyssa Rose Ivy #Excerpt #BookReview #Giveaway

One small town boy, one girl who wants more, one roll in the hay...

Hooking up with your high school crush is a bad idea, a really bad idea. It was only supposed to be one night, one brief departure from my real life, but nothing ever works out exactly the way you plan.

Colton Waters was everything from my past that didn't fit into my present, so why did he have to show up at my college and pledge the one frat I couldn't avoid?

Because nothing is ever meant to happen just once. At least not the life changing things that mean the difference between falling apart and falling in love.

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Colt wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer. “No. I’d rather bother you.”

There was something kind of sexy about the motion, something more confident than his usual goofy flirting. His hand felt nice resting on my hip, so I let it stay. Was this really the same Colt? Since when did his touch have that kind of effect on me? “When did you get back to town?”

“About two hours ago.”

“You didn’t wait long to come out.” I took a big sip of the drink. It was starting to taste a lot better.

“I took time for a shower.”

“That was thoughtful of you.”

“Planning on getting close to me tonight?” He watched me intently.

“Maybe.” The flirtatious word flew out of my mouth without me realizing it. The alcohol and that smile of his was making me forget where I was. “Sorry.”

“Why are you sorry?” He moved his hand, turning me and wrapping his other arm around me so my body was pressed against his.

“Colton…”

“Mallory…”

I laughed. “What are you doing?”

“What am I doing? You’re the one telling me you might be getting close to me tonight.” His hand slid down slightly, settling below my hip. His touch felt so good.

“Your birthday passed, right? You’re nineteen now?”

He laughed that deep, throaty laugh of his. “I’m going to take it as a good sign that you’re checking to make sure I’m old enough.”

“I’m not supposed to be into younger guys.”

“I’m three months younger than you. I can’t help that my parents held me back a grade.” He leaned back against an old oak tree, pulling me along with him. The motion had me leaning into his chest.

“You’ve gotten hotter.” I couldn’t believe I’d said the words out loud. I also couldn’t believe I was thinking about Colton that way again.

He laughed once more. “So have you, although I wouldn’t have thought it was possible.”

I took another sip of my drink. “When did you get this cute?”

“Are you implying you haven’t been ready to jump me for the last five years?”

“I’ve never thought about it before tonight.” The words weren’t exactly true, but I hadn’t thought about it in a while.

“But you are thinking about it now?” He grinned, moving his hands even lower so they cradled my ass.

“Maybe.” His hands sent a thrill through me, reminding me of just how long it had been since a guy had touched me that way.

“That’s the second maybe you’ve given me. How am I supposed to make that into a yes?” He took the bottle from my hand and dropped it down on the ground next to his empty cup. The remaining liquid seeped out onto the dirt.

“I don’t know. It’s your job to figure that out.” I ran my now free hand down his chest. It was firmer and more muscular than I expected.

“My job, huh? I like the sound of that.” His lips tickled my ear. “I like the sound of anything involving you.” He took my hand and led me further into the grouping of trees. It wasn’t a dense forest or anything, but I knew he was looking for privacy. I didn’t object when he gently leaned me back into another tree.

I closed my eyes, ready to feel his lips and hands on my body. I was horrible at knowing what to do in those situations. I needed the guy to take control.

His lips brushed against mine as he rested his hand on my stomach. He slipped a few fingers underneath my shirt. “Am I earning a yes, or do I have more work to do?” he whispered with his lips right next to mine.

“You have more work.” I kept my eyes closed, taking in a breath as his hand moved further up my shirt.

When I saw this was by Alyssa Rose Ivy I knew I had to read it. I love her writing style especially when it comes to romance and this book is no exception. I loved the way the story was executed and the pacing was perfect. I easily and quickly devoured this book.

I liked Mallory for the most part. I liked how she was with her friends, their boyfriends and even how she dealt with Tanner. I thought she was pretty kick butt dealing with Tanner. I like that she’s got some snark to her as well. The only problem I often had with her was her lack of self-confidence. Just because one boyfriend broke up with you doesn’t mean every single person in the world thinks you are unworthy. It was driving me crazy that she thought that way about herself.I Any time anything happened it was the well it’s because they think I’m unworthy. Which is why Colton is the perfect yin to her yang.

Colton, I adored him. In one respect you might see him as obsessed but really I thought of him as someone who knows what he wants. He wants to be with Mallory, she is the one and he’s willing to wait. I think the one night stand helped to encourage him. I just liked his attitude throughout the book. Almost teasing to Mallory trying to run off from him. Even though she’s dating Tanner. He bides his time. I don’t know how to explain it but he was supportive no matter the situation and that made me love him.

So talk about some creepos. Tanner and Mallory’s dad. I felt almost sad, I really wanted Mallory and her dad work things out. I thought there were moments when, okay he’s her dad he loves her. I just felt so bad for her. Then Tanner was just well, interesting. I don’t want to give too much about him away.

I really enjoyed this story and now have to go back and read the first one. I liked Reed in this book and word on the street is that he is pretty awesome. It's nice to have ordinary girls dealing with ordinary problems. Plus there is a little twist thrown in at the end that I really enjoyed.

Alyssa Rose Ivy is a New Adult and Young Adult author who loves to weave stories with romance and a southern setting. Although raised in the New York area, she fell in love with the South after moving to New Orleans for college. After years as a perpetual student, she turned back to her creative side and decided to write. She lives in North Carolina with her husband and two young children, and she can usually be found with a cup of coffee in her hand.

    

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