Thursday, February 28, 2013

#Giveaway & Book Tour for Dominion by Melody Manful ~ Excerpt and my review



Dominion
Guardian Angels Book One
Melody Manful

Genre: YA paranormal fantasy.

ISBN: 0615739458
ISBN13: 9780615739458


Book Description:

I Dare You.
Look Over Your Shoulders.
Do You See Them?
They are behind you...
They are always behind you.
Abigail Cells had a nightmare the day before she met Gideon, the new guy in school who has every girl drooling just to be near him. In her nightmare, she was murdered by a magical creature. As she gets to know Gideon, she begins to remember pieces of her nightmare, and was shocked when Gideon turned out to be the creature from her nightmare. Who is Gideon really? Should Abby allow herself to fall completely for him, or is he the next disaster waiting to happen?




About the Author:


Melody Manful was born on June 8, 1994, in a town in Ghana called Tema. She started writing at a very early age and has been doing it ever since. Melody has two siblings and lives in Denmark with her family. She loves music, reading, and writing, and she puts a great deal into making her friends happy.




Excerpt

“I’m going to divide you into groups for our Titanic memorabilia speech, which if you all remember, is this week.” Mr. Bernard said. “Speeches are due before the week is over.”
One of the students murmured, “Oh, no.”
“Mr. Silas, you and Miss Cells will be group one,” Mr. Bernard said, looking at Tristan and me. “Miss Tate, you and Mr. Duran are—” Mr. Bernard was interrupted by the sound of the door as it busted open. Everyone looked toward the noise.
Standing in the doorway was the guy I bumped into. The moment I saw him, my heart dropped. I prayed he was lost and wasn’t in our class. Frankly, I didn’t understand my uneasiness upon seeing him. He gave me bad vibes.
“You must be Mr. Chase,” Mr. Bernard said, and the boy walked toward him.
“I am,” he answered. He looked around the classroom, and his gaze stopped on Tristan.
To my surprise, Tristan looked like he knew the boy because he gave him a half-hearted smile.
“You’re late,” Mr. Bernard said, and the boy looked at the clock on the wall.
“I was actually here before the bell rang.” His eyes moved to mine. “Miss Cells can vouch for me.” I froze at the mention of my name. I wondered how he knew my name, but then I remembered I was known pretty much everywhere—the price of being famous. “She bumped into me and ran off.”
Someone please shoot me now. A few people chuckled. Jake cast a backward glance at me and grinned.
“You’re excused this time, Mr. Chase. Find a seat. I’ll assign you to a group.”
“Mr. Chase can join Jake and me,” Danny volunteered. I wasn’t surprised.
“It’s Gideon,” the boy said. “Gideon Chase.”
“What?” I blurted out in surprise at the mention of his name, and then all eyes turned to me.
Gideon? His name was actually Gideon? Why Gideon?
“Miss Cells, are you all right?” My outburst had obviously startled Mr. Bernard. Gideon stood beside him, confused, but the moment his eyes met mine, he smiled as if he knew why I was scared.
“I—I’m sorry, I didn’t—” I looked down in humiliation.
Maybe it was just a coincidence. This guy couldn’t be the same Gideon from my nightmare.
“Well,” Mr. Bernard continued, “take a seat, Mr. Chase.”
My first impression of Gideon was that he was hot.
My second impression of him was dangerous.
My third impression of him was murderer, because if he was anything like the guy from my nightmare, he was going to kill me.


My Review

I loved this book. I love books with angels and the humans involved. I especially loved Abigial in this book, she is a kick butt female, with a CIA dad who made sure she was trained in all types of self-defense and guns, archery, you name it, she can do it. I love when a female can take care of herself. Yeah, she has a kick-butt guardian angel too, but she sure can hold her own.

I refuse to spoil this amazing story for you. I went in only knowing there were 2 hot guy angels, one not so nice, the other heavenly, lol. It started strong, and kept on going.

I really loved the guardian/human girl relationship she had with Tristin, I didn’t really like Gideon for at least half the book, but her grew on me. He really did.
Here is a sweet teaser scene I liked for you (I put stars for the name of the boy she kisses, so not to spoil who it is:



His hands moved from my cheeks and into my hair, and he pulled me closer into him, his lips never straying from mine. My heart pounded in my chest, racing in anticipation. I felt as if my body was an overheated volcano waiting to explode. The feel of *******s lips on mine was mind-blowing. He kissed me with so much passion that I felt like I was about to shatter with happiness. I lifted my hand, brushing it through his soft, dark hair. Gideon’s hands found my waist and wrapped around it, pushing me tighter into him. I saw stars, heaven, and then…


I can honestly say this is now on the top of my favorite books list. I really look forward to more in this series. Its really well written, and I find this author Melody to have a promising future with this series.

5 out of 5 huge stars. A YA great Paranormal romance, with some hot angel boys, and kick-butt female.

I received a copy of this book for my honest review.

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Cover Reveals : Range: I am Not Junco #4 & Magpie Bridge #4.5 by J.A. Huss

 I am Not Junco - Range by J. A. Huss

RANGE
I Am Not Junco, Book 4
by J. A. Huss 
 Release date: April 1, 2013
 I am Not Junco - Range by J. A. Huss

Two years have passed since Inanna stole Junco away from Lucan. Two years of unimaginable pain. Two years of isolation, mutilation and torture. Two years of fear and loneliness in a morph tank. And that’s not something you just get over, even if you are psycho-assassin, Junco Coot.
Now Junco has to learn to live with the consequences. Her Siblings are suspicious and angry, half her team is dead, Tier is wreaking death and destruction, Lucan is holding his secrets close, and she is spiraling out of control.
There is only one partnership that matters anymore – only one person she will trust and take direction from – and only one way out of the Hell she’s been sentenced to.
Junco is tired of fighting and death. She’s had enough and this time she means to end it – once and for all.
 I am Not Junco - Range by J. A. Huss

 I am Not Junco - Range by J. A. Huss
 I am Not Junco - Range by J. A. Huss

BOOK TRAILER REVEAL


COVER REVEAL TWO

 I am Not Junco - Range by J. A. Huss

The Magpie Bridge
A Tier Novella
I Am Not Junco Book 4.5 by J. A. Huss
 Release date: April 1, 2013
Raubtier Aves, 039-1, a.k.a TIER
Son of Lucan
Ranking Officer of the Avian military
Powerful
Ruthless
And devoted to Junco, no matter what
Tier was left with one specific order and he’s not about to screw it up. He might lose all his allies, his brothers, his shot at defeating the High Order, and his own Eternal Salvation - but he’s willing to risk it all to keep one small girl alive.
Tier reveals his part in the epic tale of The Seven Siblings, spilling secrets and motivations that will leave you breathless and wanting more.  The Magpie Bridge paves the way for the final installment in the new adult Series, I Am Just Junco.  The final book in the Junco Epic, RETURN, will be released on December 2, 2013.

 I am Not Junco - Range by J. A. Huss

 I am Not Junco - Range by J. A. Huss


ABOUT THE AUTHOR

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J. A. Huss likes to write new adult books that make you think and keep you guessing. Her favorite genre to read is space opera, but since practically no one reads those books, she writes new adult science fiction, paranormal romance, contemporary romance, urban fantasy, and books about Junco (who refuses to be saddled with a label).
She has an undergraduate degree in horses, (yes, really–Thank you, Colorado State University) and a master’s degree in forensic toxicology from the University of Florida. She used to have a job driving around Colorado doing pretty much nothing but shooting the breeze with farmers, but now she just writes, runs the New Adult Addiction and Clean Teen Reads Book Blogs, and runs an online science classroom for homeschoolers. 

Cover Reveal: Finding Valor (Channie #3) by Charlotte Abel




Finding Valor (Channie # 3)
By Charlotte Abel

Channie has been kidnapped by her momma and Josh's memory was wiped clean. In this final book of the series, their journey doesn’t get any easier. They must rely on all they’ve learned and all they’ve overcome just to survive. But as the mage war escalates, the choices become harder. It’s not just their lives and love on the line. The power hungry leader of the Veyjivik clan will do anything, including murder, to accomplish her goal of world domination. Josh must leave behind the boy he was and embrace his heritage to become the man he was meant to be, or all will be lost. 

Download Kindle Bestsellers ENCHANTMENT and TAKEN by Charlotte Abel at Amazon
Get the new release, RIVER'S RECRUIT

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Charlotte Abel
Bio:

Charlotte Abel was born and raised in Oklahoma where she met her soulmate, Pete. She chased him to Boulder, Colorado and finally convinced him they were meant to be together forever. They've raised three kids, two ferrets, three dogs and countless hamsters -- and are still happily married. 
She's in love with "real" life and paranormal romance. When she's not reading or writing, Charlotte enjoys hiking, bicycling and primitive archery (although she's never shot at anything other than a target!) 
The final book of The Channie Series, "Finding Valor," will be available in Spring of 2013.
Look for "River's Remorse," the second book of "The Sanctuary Series" in late 2013.


My Link to my Review of Book 1
I hope to buy and read book 2 soon, Taken, as I am looking forward to it and this one.


Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Swoon #YA Bound ~ Great Swoon Scenes From Time's Twisted Arrow 2/28



Hosted By YA Bound. It's that time again! We (YA Bound) created a HOT meme, and if you're new to the game, here's how to join in the fun:

From the book you’re currently reading, or one you just finished, tell us what made you SWOON. What got your heart pounding, your skin tingling, and your stomach fluttering.

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Swoon Scene:

I pulled my body closer to his and slipped my fingers inside his collar, running my hand against his chest. "And I love you, Trey. I want you." I hesitated, looking for the right words. "I've never…with anyone…but I want you..."Then his mouth was on mine, hard and hungry. His hands moved up the side of my body and I arched reflexively toward him. For several minutes, there was nothing else in the world, just the two of us, his body against mine—and then he broke away and sat up, staring down at the carpet.

And another hot swoon scene, just had to share

He tilted my chin up ever so slightly and I looked into his dark eyes, as wet with tears as my own. "You cannot hide from your heart, Kate. It always finds you. And, sadly, I cannot hide from mine."He pulled me into his arms and kissed me—softly at first and then with a passion that shook me to my very foundation. I was carried back to the wheat field just as clearly as I had been when I first looked into the medallion. There were at least two blankets between us, not to mention clothes, but the memory was so strong that I could almost feel his bare skin against mine. A slow delicious burn rose from deep inside me as I kissed him back, wrapping my hands in his long black hair and pulling his face toward mine. 

Time's Twisted Arrow (The Chronos Files #1)
Published October 1st 2012 by Gypsy Moon Books (first published September 15th 2012)
ISBN13 9780988351110

They weren't panic attacks. Of that, seventeen year old Kate is certain, no matter what the shrink told her parents. But it's even harder to accept the explanation offered by her terminally ill grandmother - that Kate has inherited designer DNA from the time-traveling historians of CHRONOS, who were stranded in the past by a saboteur. Kate knows that her grandmother's story could easily be the brain tumor talking, but that doesn't explain the odd medallion or the two young men - one of them hauntingly familiar -- who simply vanish before her eyes on the subway. It doesn't explain Trey, the handsome stranger who now occupies Kate's assigned seat in trig class. And it definitely doesn't explain why Kate is now in an alternate timeline, where leaders of a previously unknown cult hold great power and are planning a rather drastic form of environmental defense. 
In this new reality, Kate's grandmother was murdered at age twenty-two on a research trip to the past, which means that Kate's mother was never born, her father doesn't know her and, for all intents and purposes, she doesn't exist. The only thing keeping her from disappearing entirely is the strange blue medallion around her neck, and the only thing keeping her sane is her burgeoning relationship with Trey. To restore the time line, Kate must travel back to 1893 and keep herself and her grandmother clear of H.H. Holmes, the serial killer who is stalking young women at the Chicago World's Fair. But that choice comes at a price - she'll remember the past few months with Trey, but when he looks at her, he'll see a total stranger.

Please give the Disqus comments time to load, if you try and comment on the blogger one, I will not see it, and neither will anyone else. My Blogger comments have been broken for awhile, its why I use this one. So please, just give it time if it loads slow. Thanks. I look forward to the comments and reading all the other swoons.

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

The Second Sign ~ #Giveaway and Book tour ~ Excerpt and Review



The Second Sign
By Elizabeth Arroyo

Synopsis:
  
Bred to believe in the war between angels and demons, Gabby has come to the conclusion that love is responsible for war, jealousy, and all the other deadly sins she can think of. So when she’s exiled to the middle of nowhere for getting kicked out of her fifth school for fighting, she doesn’t expect to meet Jake. Much less fall in love. But Jake is quickly drawn to the eerie beauty of her violet eyes while Gabby is unsettled by their undeniable connection.
 When a demon guardian comes to collect her soul, she refuses to give it up. She’s not a demon. She can’t be. Her father and twin brother are angels. The demon gives Gabby twenty-four hours to decide her allegiance, and then starts killing her short list of friends, leaving a message behind: She is the Second Sign. As Gabby and Jake begin to unravel the mystery behind the Second Sign, she learns Jake may be the key to saving her soul. But it means a sacrifice has to be made that will change their lives forever.



Author Bio: 

Born and raised in Chicago, Illinois, the youngest of five, Elizabeth spent most of her younger years as an avid reader with a wild imagination which led her to write her first manuscript at the age of fourteen.
 Her fascination with the paranormal was influenced by the vivid ghost and demon stories of her father, scaring the crap out of her. It also led her to ask the "what if" question that propelled her down the path of the fantastical.
 
But, life got in the way. Elizabeth completed a Bachelors degree in Psychology with a minor in Criminal Justice at Northeastern Illinois University and works in the community strengthening families.
 But her love of stories held, and in 2008 she found herself back into her storytelling roots and began writing again. Since then she's published a short story in SQ Magazine, countless musings on her blog - Chandara Writes (her muse), and completed three manuscripts.
 In 2012, Elizabeth signed with Sapphire Star Publishing to release her debut novel, THE SECOND SIGN, a Dark YA Paranormal Romance, slated for an early 2013 release. Elizabeth still resides in Chicago’s south west side with her family, a household of kids, and the bliss of chaos. The good kind.  She continues to work in the community.  You can follow her journey on her Blog chandarawrites.blogspot.com


Author Links:

My Review


I really enjoyed this book, it was an interesting take on good vs. evil, and free will and all that. Free will is a major factor throughout this book. Even though you would think that angels and demons have a genetic disposition to be good or bad they still have free will. Unlike many other books with angels and demons, some of them do not have free will.  These do and that is how fallen angels are declared. But Gabby is not a fallen angel as it may look by the cover, no. She is something entirely unique and unknown. I wont be telling you what, you need to find out on your own, by reading this great book.

I love books with angels and demons, and other creatures. I always find myself pulled into the book, and can’t stop reading. This also happened with this book. I also really like the cover, even if it’s a bit mis-leading , as I was thinking at first she was a fallen angel, by the cover alone.

The book really got intriguing when Gabby was sent to the cabin with her brother, and where she meets daredevil Jake. There is also more to Jake than she knows. I was instantly hooked.

I found the forbidden love in this fascinating, as it is different than most, it can actually start a war.

I found the few graphic murder scenes pretty dark and horrifying, but it does show us how awful the demons in this book are. It’s pretty dark, but I didn't mind it. I am a paranormal fan.

I think the writing was top notch. I highly recommend this book. 5 out of 5 stars for me.

I was provided a copy of this book by the author for my honest review.

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Excerpt

Chapter One
The Intruder

The floorboards creaked under the Intruder as he walked up the aisle of the small church. Moving shadows crept along the walls, brought to life by the flickering candles that rimmed the nave. Looming carved pieces, depicting the last moments of the prophet vital to this particular religion’s history, hung between stained glass windows. The deity's name didn't matter, known as many different names in the world. What mattered was that people believed.
Belief was power.
The Intruder sauntered toward the altar, a hint of incense in the air. A stone baptismal fountain laid on the floor to his left, large enough to bathe a child or drown one depending on your intent. His eyes settled on the iconic figure crucified and displayed for all to see. He found a moment’s peace gazing up at the idolized portrayal of death. Crucifixion was a martyr's death, instilling fear in those that witnessed it. Fear begets conformity in all creatures. The Intruder looked down at his own palms, tracing his own scars with his thumb. There were many ways to kill a man. But only one way to kill a soul.
Genuflecting, he crossed himself as was the customary fashion, and then slid into a pew and leaned forward, his head bowed in reverence. He no longer prayed, had forgotten how over the many centuries. Memories were blurred in his mind, unable to remember his true name. The reference of time held no meaning for him. Nothing mattered but peace of mind.
He lifted his head and gazed upon a statue of one of the Fallen. The Fallen's arm was raised high over his head as if to shield himself from an expected blow. A serpent coiled around his leg up his waist, its tail curled around his wrist holding him down to the base, his mouth open in a silent eternal scream.
The Intruder knew one day he would meet the same fate. But not yet. He had work to finish still. Peace was all he wanted.
He inhaled deeply. A door creaked and footsteps approached. The echoes pounded in his ears.
“May I help you?” a man's voice asked.
The Intruder scowled. Peace was never afforded to the wicked. “I've come for the rite of confession,” he said, his voice thick.
The man smiled, momentarily smoothing out the deep lines of his face. His white thinning hair almost glowed against his black cleric shirt. His Roman collar opened at the throat meant he was almost done for the evening. Almost.
“Good. The young seem to have forgotten the meaning of the word,“ the man responded. His soft gray eyes sparkled in the dim light. “Come, let us sit closer to the altar. The pews have gotten too hard for an old man.“ The priest led him to two cushioned chairs near the altar. “Sit, sit.“
The Intruder sat.
The priest waited for him to begin.
“Sorry, Father, for I have sinned. It's been quite a while since my last confession,“ he began. The words flowed easily. He had done this countless times before he passed into something else, before the chaos claimed his life. “I'm afraid I’ve done unspeakable things.” He spoke the words slowly, monotonous.
The Intruder leaned forward, clasping his hands together, his thumb circling the scar along his palm. It would always be a reminder of who he was and what he had become.
“I've been summoned to start a war.“ He paused, lifted his head to eye the priest. “Many will die and one will be reborn.” Something awoke inside him, a feral anger that lingered on the edge of his mind.
The Intruder held the priest’s gaze and retreated into his more visceral senses, unable to refute the evil that lurked inside him. The priest’s heart pounded rhythmically in his chest pushing and pulling his lifeblood. Dry grass and earth wafted into the Intruder’s nostrils and the acrid stench of incense forced him to suppress the urge to gag.
The priest’s face paled. His wrinkled hands trembled in the waning light.
The Intruder stood up and made his way to the baptismal fountain, knelt at the base and dipped his finger in the holy water. The tepid water sent ripples of heated pleasure and pain through him. Touching the tip of his finger to his forehead, he crossed himself again. The water changed to a murky yellow, and a smirk broke his lips.
“Please, Father, save me.“ His words drifted up into the vaulted ceiling toward the fresco depicting the angel Gabriel, his blade drawn, tip toward the mass of demons approaching.
The priest approached him, rested a trembling hand on the Intruder’s shoulder, and breathed a silent prayer. Pain flared behind the Intruder’s eyes and he snapped up, pulling the priest over his shoulder and slamming him into the fountain. The priest’s head and torso submerged completely into the acid. His legs dangled over the rim. The Intruder held the priest down by his chest while the man jerked and writhed, spilling acid around him. It took a matter of seconds for the human flesh to sizzle and melt, for his eyes to liquefy and the water to turn a hazy shade of pink. The priest reflexively inhaled the deadly substance, and his body broke out into violent convulsions.
The priest gave one final twitch and then fell still.
The Intruder stepped away, wiping his hands on his jeans, and returned to the pew. He knelt, leaned forward, and bowed his head. The acid on his clothes returned to water. It hissed as it turned to steam and dissipated as a result of the heat that enveloped him. He averted his gaze from the dead priest and turned it to the prophet petrified above the altar. He wiped his brow with a steady hand.
“Why do you always wish to meet in such an archaic place?” The voice drifted to him from his left. An apparition floated toward him, lithely moving with the thick shadows. The pew creaked in protest as the shadow took form and sat next to him.
“I search for peace,” he said.
She laughed beside him. A beautiful, seductive laugh that calmed him. “The wicked—”
“Yes, I know. The wicked shall have no peace,” he finished for her, more agitated with her interruption than the truth of those words. “Why are you here?”
She scowled, but he didn't give a damn. “Overly dramatic, don't you think?” Her black eyes went to the dead priest.
“He tried to save my soul, so I gave him peace.”
“Yes, he does look very peaceful.” She broke her gaze from the disfigured corpse and returned it to the Intruder. “You know the plan. Do not deviate, no matter what.”
“You chose me for this, remember?” He disliked Naite and trusted her even less.
“Yes, because of your history...with her,” Naite reminded him. It was a warning, a reminder of how he had failed terribly, and how he could not afford to fail again.
“Do not fret my young governess. I will not fail this time.”
Naite shot him a warning glare. Her deep set eyes were as black as her core.
Naite had never been human. A shadow lurking amongst shadows, she’d never felt the wind on her face, never smelled the soft scents of the earth after a spring rain, never felt the warmth of a fire, or tasted the decadent sweetness of chocolate. Naite would never understand the human condition. It was what made her deficient. He would never trust a full breed.
Naite returned to her amorphous state and sifted toward the nave. “And clean this mess up. We don’t want to announce our presence just yet.”
The Intruder bowed. He wanted to tell her to go to Hell, but she already lived there. He waited until she disappeared, and then went back to work staunching the fire within him.



Blood Roses (Blackthorn #2) Cover Reveal ! By Lindsay J. Pryor

Cover Reveal



Blood Roses (Blackthorn #2)


“She was supposed to kill vampires, not save them.  Those were the rules.  That was the lore.”A rare and powerful witch whose blood is lethal to vampires, Leila has always viewed her serryn abilities as a curse.  After seeing her mother slaughtered as a child, Leila longs for a safe, quiet life.That wish is shattered by Caleb Dehain – a vampire with a dark past and a darker heart.  The most feared serryn hunter of his generation, Caleb now needs the help of one of the witches he despises to save his dying brother.A serryn who has no reason to help him.  Except that he has her sister.Caleb and Leila are each other’s worst nightmare – but the slow-burning spark of attraction between them is undeniable.  Will Leila’s blood be his damnation?  Or could her kiss be his salvation?


About this author

Lindsay J. Pryor is a British Paranormal Romance author who writes dark, intense, multi-layered stories set in the dystopian world of Blackthorn.
Her first three books in the series have been signed by Bookouture – with 'Blood Shadows' launching this November and 'Blood Roses' to be released in the Spring of 2013. The third in the series will be released in the Autumn of 2013.
Lindsay’s writing was first discovered through Harlequin Mills & Boon’s New Voices competition, where she finished as a runner-up in both 2010 and 2011.
She has been creating stories since she was nine years old, when she quickly decided that fantasy was more interesting than reality. She thought she’d grow out of it but hasn’t yet.
When not writing or teaching, Lindsay indulges her fascination with mythology and supports local animal welfare work. She's Welsh but lives in the South West of England with her husband. 


Blood Shadows (Blackthorn #1)

Summary

For vengeance - would you trust a vampire? 
For justice - could you betray your family? 
For love - are you ready to question everything you believe in?
Gifted with the ability to read the shadows of 'third species' beings, Caitlin Parish is the Vampire Control Unit's most powerful agent. Despite that, her mission to hunt down Kane Malloy - a master vampire - comes with a death wish. Many have tried, but few have survived. 
For Caitlin, tracking Kane is about more than just professional reputation. With her parents both mysteriously killed 7 years apart to the day, Caitlin knows that without Kane's help she is next. 
She has four days to make a deal with the wicked, the irresistible, the treacherous Kane Malloy. The vampire who despises everything she stands for. Or die. 
Blood Shadows is book one in the Blackthorn series, brought to you by Lindsay J. Pryor - a British Paranormal Romance author who writes dark, intense and passionate stories. 
Lindsay's trademark powerful vampire heroes and utterly combustible sensual romances have earned Lindsay comparisons with both J.R Ward and Sherrilyn Kenyon. 
Praise for Lindsay: 
"An intoxicating blend of danger and sensuality - Lindsay J. Pryor easily earns a place alongside Paranormal Romance's best writers!" Michele Hauf 
"An incredible voice for paranormal." Rhyannon Byrd

Monday, February 25, 2013

Time's Twisted Arrow Book Tour, by Rysa Walker 5 star Review and excerpt




Time's Twisted Arrow (The Chronos Files #1)
Published October 1st 2012 by Gypsy Moon Books (first published September 15th 2012)
ISBN13 9780988351110

They weren't panic attacks. Of that, seventeen year old Kate is certain, no matter what the shrink told her parents. But it's even harder to accept the explanation offered by her terminally ill grandmother - that Kate has inherited designer DNA from the time-traveling historians of CHRONOS, who were stranded in the past by a saboteur. Kate knows that her grandmother's story could easily be the brain tumor talking, but that doesn't explain the odd medallion or the two young men - one of them hauntingly familiar -- who simply vanish before her eyes on the subway. It doesn't explain Trey, the handsome stranger who now occupies Kate's assigned seat in trig class. And it definitely doesn't explain why Kate is now in an alternate timeline, where leaders of a previously unknown cult hold great power and are planning a rather drastic form of environmental defense. 
In this new reality, Kate's grandmother was murdered at age twenty-two on a research trip to the past, which means that Kate's mother was never born, her father doesn't know her and, for all intents and purposes, she doesn't exist. The only thing keeping her from disappearing entirely is the strange blue medallion around her neck, and the only thing keeping her sane is her burgeoning relationship with Trey. To restore the time line, Kate must travel back to 1893 and keep herself and her grandmother clear of H.H. Holmes, the serial killer who is stalking young women at the Chicago World's Fair. But that choice comes at a price - she'll remember the past few months with Trey, but when he looks at her, he'll see a total stranger.

New Name and cover for this book, its also the winner of the Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award! Its now Called Timebound, and the cover is below.
Link to Goodreads with new cover (think its the same) Add to Goodreads

About this Author
RYSA WALKER grew up on a cattle ranch in the South. Her options for entertainment were talking to cows and reading books. (Occasionally, she would mix things up a bit and read books to cows.) On the rare occasion that she gained control of the television, she watched Star Trek and imagined living in the future, on distant planets, or at least in a town big enough to have a stop light.
When not writing, she teaches history and government in North Carolina, where she shares an office with her husband, who heroically pays the mortgage each month, and a golden retriever named Lucy. She still doesn't get control of the TV very often, thanks to two sports-obsessed kids.



My Review

No Spoilers

I just loved this amazing time travel book. It was so interesting, and very well written. I was able to connect right away with Kate. She may be 17, but is mature for her age, and has to mature more due to the huge changes in her life.

Kate is the main character in this imaginative time travel tale. When Kate's grandmother tells her she has inherited designer DNA from the time-traveling historians of CHRONOS (Chrono-Historical Research Organization and Natural Observation Society),) She thinks she is crazy, but the evidence of the glowing blue medallion is right there, and only people with this gene can see it. Its a different color for some.

I was completely fascinated with this story. I love movies with time travel, and books. This has to be the best time travel book I have read, it has action, romance, suspense too. Its written in such a way that I can follow it very well, unlike some time travel books and shows, it makes your head hurt to think to hard about possible changes caused and more than one of you in a specific time, all that stuff.

I do not want o give too much away, I went into it not knowing much, just the summary, and it was perfect that way.

I highly recommend this book to all ages, its great for the YA crowd as well as adults like myself. I can’t wait for the 2nd book. Wish I could get my hands on it now. Lol

5 out of 5 stars. You have to read this book!

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Excerpt
Prologue
Chicago – October, 1893

THE HEEL OF MY pretty, but totally useless, white kid boot ripped a six inch gash in the hem of my skirt as I whipped around the corner. Behind me, the footsteps halted for just an instant, and then continued, faster than before. I ducked into the next corridor, silently cursing the gods of 1890s fashion. Had I been in my usual shorts and t-shirt, I would have been out of this wretched hotel long ago. A solid kick to the head would have rendered the good doctor unconscious and the side of my face would not be in screaming agony.
I darted across the hallway and took a left at the next intersection, hoping that the doctor would assume that I'd taken the quicker, easier turn to the right. Three doors down, I jiggled the knob on the off chance that it was unlocked. No luck. I pressed myself as close to the door as possible and pulled out the medallion. The center glowed, surrounding me with soft blue light. Even though I knew he couldn't see the light, I felt exposed. How many women had he lured into this confusing maze of corridors during the past year? Were any of them still alive?
The faint yellow glimmer of his lantern vanished briefly into the opposite corridor and then appeared again as he reversed course, heading straight toward me. I tried to steady my hands so that I could focus on bringing up the interface, but it was hard to concentrate with a pounding heart and my face on fire from the acid.
The navigation display wavered briefly, and then blinked out. I fought down a rising wave of panic and was about to try again, when the door behind me opened and I fell backwards into the room. A hand covered my mouth, trapping the scream before it escaped my lips. Another hand with a white, folded cloth moved toward my face.
It clicked then. The horrors inside this hotel were not the work of just one insane man. Dr. Henry Holmes must have had an accomplice. And thanks to CHRONOS and this stupid medallion, I had landed right in their path.


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