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Tuesday, October 30, 2018

"The Art of Hero Worship" by Mia Kerick

The Art of Hero Worship
by Mia Kerick

The Art of Hero Worship by Mia Kerick

The Art of Hero Worship by Mia Kerick is currently on tour with YA Bound Book Tours. The tour stops here today for an excerpt and a giveaway. Please be sure to visit the other tour stops as well.

For more books by this author, please check out my blog post on The Weekend Bucket List, my blog post on My Crunchy Life, and my blog post on Love Spell.

Saving the one who once saved me.
College junior Liam Norcross is a hero. He willingly, even eagerly, risks his life to save a stranger as a murderous, deranged shooter moves methodically through the darkened theater on the Batcheldor College campus, randomly killing innocent men, women, and children.
The stranger he saves is college freshman Jason Tripp. Jase loses everything in the shooting: his girlfriend, who dies on the floor beside him, and his grip on emotional security. He struggles to regain a sense of safety in the world, finally leaving college to seek refuge in his hometown.
An inexplicable bond forms between the two men in the chaos and horror of the theater, and Liam fights to bring Jase back to the world he ran away from. When Jase returns to school, they’re drawn together as soulmates, and soon Liam and Jase fall into a turbulent romantic relationship. However, the rocky path to love cannot be smoothed until Jase rescues his hero in return by delving into his shady past and solving the mystery of Liam’s compulsion to be everybody’s savior.

I have no doubt who’s on the phone when he allows his trademark sigh. “I’m, uh...just calling”
“To check in on me?”
“Well, yeah. I guess...something like that.”
“I’m still alive and kicking. And no crazed gunman has taken me out since we last saw each other.” I hope he can hear the smile in my voice, even if it’s fake.
“Well, that’s a step in the right direction.” I’m pretty sure he doesn’t buy my happy-go-lucky tone.
“I want to see you, Jase. And I’m going to Massachusetts on Friday, for a weekend on Cape Cod. I want you to come with me.”
Liam Norcross is the most direct reminder of the worst two nights of my life. “I...I’ve got to work.” It’s not easy to lie to him.
“And I don’t think my mom is ready for me to go anywhere yet.”
“Plus, I...I don’t think I’d be too much fun to hang out with. I’m not exactly a barrel of laughs these days.”
“Why don’t you let me be the judge of that?”
I want to see him. I need to. I wish he’d plead with me, or insist that I go with him. Order me to do it, the way he did when he forced me to stay safe on the nights we were in so much danger.
“I need to see you, Jase. This...this visit is really more about me than you.” Again, he sighs, and it sounds more pained than I remember. “Will you come with me? Please.”
“When will you pick me up?” All I can see in my mind’s eye are Liam’s arms. So strong and protective and everything I needed...everything I need. For months, all I could see when I closed my eyes was Dom. And now I see Liam.
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Praise for the Book
“… even though this was my first MM I didn't feel out of my comfort zone at all, it was so beautifully written, I might even go so far as to say that I'd read something else of this authors. Its emotionally raw, dark, gritty, and a book that will stay with me for a very long time.” ~ KAT, Kitty Kats Crazy About Books
“This is an emotional read and both characters have a lot to overcome. They need each other more than they realise.” ~ D.M.
“The writing made it easy to love the characters. Liam was the strongest one, always being there for Jason and others, while Jason purely adored the ground Liam walked on. […] Both characters take a journey in self-discovery and I simply loved how their story turned out. If you are a fan of the genre, then you will love this one. Do not miss it.” ~ Lina’s Reviews
“Mia Kerick is the Mistress of writing damaged characters who are faced with very real and very heartbreaking challenges. This book tackles the increasingly common occurrence of mass shootings in places we once thought we were safe and puts Jason, a young man paralyzed with fear, in the hands of one who has a bone-deep need to save.” ~ Jessie G.
“This is an excellent book that drew me in and didn't let up until the last page. Jason and Liam have a untraditional story where two straight men fall in love, it is also unique because they meet during chaos and tragedy while at a theater and a mass shooting takes place. […] I recommend this book highly and all of Mia Kerick's work - her books will take you beyond the typical m/m romance and broaden your understanding and appreciation for the concept of ‘love is love’.” ~ Jaime

About the Author
Mia Kerick
Mia Kerick is the mother of four exceptional children - a daughter in law school, another a professional dancer, a third studying at Mia’s alma mater, Boston College, and her lone son off to Syracuse. She writes LGBTQ romance when not editing National Honor Society essays, offering opinions on college and law school applications, helping to create dance bios, and reviewing English papers. Her husband of twenty-four years has been told by many that he has the patience of Job, but don’t ask Mia about this, as it is a sensitive subject.
Mia focuses her stories on emotional growth in turbulent relationships. As she has a great affinity for the tortured hero, there is, at minimum, one in each book. As a teen, Mia filled spiral-bound notebooks with tales of said tortured heroes (most of whom happened to strongly resemble lead vocalists of 1980s big-hair bands) and stuffed them under her mattress for safekeeping. She is thankful to her wonderful publishers for providing alternate places to stash her stories.
Her books have won a Best YA Lesbian Rainbow Award, a Reader Views’ Book by Book Publicity Literary Award, the Jack Eadon Award for Best Book in Contemporary Drama, an Indie Fab Award, and a Royal Dragonfly First Place Award for Cultural Diversity, a Story Monsters Purple Dragonfly First Place Award for YA Fiction, among others.
Mia is a Progressive, a little bit too obsessed by politics, and cheers for each and every victory in the name of human rights. Her only major regret: never having taken typing or computer class in school, destining her to a life consumed with two-fingered pecking and constant prayer to the Gods of Technology.

Enter the tour-wide giveaway for a chance to win a $15 Amazon gift card.


Friday, October 19, 2018

"Love, Cutter" by Michelle Jester

Love, Cutter
by Michelle Jester

Love, Cutter by Michelle Jester

Love, Cutter by Michelle Jester is currently on tour with Xpresso Book Tours. The tour stops here today for an excerpt and a giveaway. Please be sure to visit the other tour stops as well.

For another book by this author, please check out my blog post on The Funeral Flower.

After an attempted suicide Carter finds himself in a coma. He is able to hear the world around him, yet he can’t move. What he hears propels Carter to begin to see life in a new way, especially when one of his nurses, Kinley, shares parts of her tragic past with him. Soon, Carter realizes he is falling in love with her.
Months after being transferred from the hospital, to a rehabilitation facility, he suddenly wakes up with a passion to live that he never had before and a determination to find the one person he feels may be able to help him put the pieces of his life together again. However, when he returns to the hospital, Kinley is gone and Carter must try to find her based solely on the things she shared with him while he was in a coma.
Only, nothing is as it seems and Carter learns the biggest lesson of them all … the differences between expectation, perception, and reality.

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The dream was vivid. Kinley was standing there, her beautiful, long honey blonde hair whipping in the wind. The sun was rising over her shoulder, which caused her to have a halo around her. She smiled, and the sun seemed to be all around her at once. He couldn’t see her face clearly, but he could feel her beauty none the less. She was perfect.
Then, as she took a step toward him, she started to morph into a bunch of tiny burgers.
Burgers? Wait, what?
That was enough to bring Carter to consciousness again.
Carter thought he must still be dreaming, because the sun was so bright. Kinley wasn’t there anymore, only the sun. He thought it was weird that the sun was stuck to a plate. Then Carter quickly realized with incredible vividness that it was a ceiling.
A ceiling.
Carter closed his eyes. He slightly cracked them and light flooded in. He immediately closed them again. After repeating a thousand times or so, he tried to lift an arm, which seemed to weigh a ton. He couldn’t tell if he was lifting it or not, but he didn’t think so.
Crashing into the room, basically yelling into his phone was his least favorite person. “Where are you? How can you not be here before me? We work at the same place and I stopped for gas Claire!” Wayne huffed into the phone, “I do not want to sit-” Wayne stopped abruptly, “Claire, Claire! Let me call you back!”
Can he see me? Thank God! Wayne, Wayne, go get someone.
“Oh? Hell, no! If she sees your eyes open and close like that she’ll be convinced you are going to wake up and set up camp outside the room.” Carter could barely see a shadow looming over him through the slits in his eyes, “You haven’t put the family through enough there, Carter, die already.” Carter heard the tones of Wayne’s phone, “Yeah, sorry I was rude. They have to take him to PT. No need in coming tonight. I’ll meet you at your parents. I know, I know, but it wasn’t my call. You know doctors; they can switch things up on you anytime they want. See you there, Sweetie.”
Continually throughout the night, Carter tried to open and close his eyes until he actually felt tired and drifted off to sleep.
“Good morning. I have a surprise!” his mother’s cheerful voice sounded similar to a twinkling wind chime.
I have one, too.
“I found that book Kinley was always reading to you. I couldn’t remember the name, but I surely remembered the cover and… and… Carter?” His mother’s shadow appearing over him was enough to cause him to shed a tear through his partially opened eye.
[Want more? Click below to read a longer excerpt.]

Praise for the Book
“I read this book in a span of a few hours and could not put it down! I won’t post any spoilers, but I loved it! The ending was very sweet, too, and fit it just perfect! Read this, you’ll love it, too!” ~ Nicoli B.
“Love this book! My best friend told me I should buy it. She was right. I cried. I laughed. Really hit close to home. Loved her first book but my goodness. She got me on this one. My new fav!” ~ Wendy
“It was thought-provoking, sweet, emotional at times and delved into some tough, real-life issue.” ~ Hazel w/Craves the Angst Book Blog
“Love, Cutter was beautiful, and painful. It was about second chances when despair almost took the first chance away.This book was so personal. As someone who has struggled with anxiety and depression for year, the characters were so realistic and honest.” ~ Nicole (the bookworm drinketh)
“While this book deals with highly difficult subject matter, such as suicide, self-harm, and death, it is written in such a graceful manner that doesn’t dance around the hard edges, rather calling it like it is. It is a perfect telling of self-discovery and overcoming adversity. The underlying message is that hope is everything.” ~ Angel33eyes

About the Author
Michelle Jester
Michelle Jester lives in Greenwell Springs, Louisiana with her husband, high school sweetheart and retired Master Sergeant. Together they have a son and daughter. She is a hopeless romantic and has been writing poems and stories for as long as she can remember.
One of her prize possessions is a bracelet with only a yellow, Rubber Duckie charm on it; which she wears every day to remind her to enjoy the fun and happy things of life!

Enter the tour-wide giveaway for a chance to win a signed copy of Love, Cutter by Michelle Jester and a $20 Amazon gift card (open internationally).


Saturday, September 8, 2018

"Journeys Unsilenced" by Senti Ncube

Journeys Unsilenced
by Senti Ncube

Journeys Unsilenced by Senti Ncube

Senti Ncube stops by today to share an excerpt from Journeys Unsilenced, his debut book of poetry.

Journeys Unsilenced poetically expresses thoughts and feelings experienced along the journey of life. This book will take you through life's highs and lows from an introspective and empathetic point of view.
Come along for the journey and see where it takes you!

In My Dreams
She gives me a feeling I haven’t felt in quite a while,
And she only enhances it with her effervescent smile.
Light shines in her eyes where her beauty is kept;
Her soft, glowing eyes show me soulful depth.
An element of shyness only adds to her attraction,
Which caused me to have this impulse reaction.
Beautiful on the outside, but more so in;
Her kindness is genuine having no end.
In my dreams, I could never reach through,
But maybe in reality, I could reach out for you.
Life Perspectives
Somewhere a sunset is a sunrise.
Somewhere a sunrise is a sunset.
Our viewpoint shapes how we see the sun…
And life.
You can do
Great things invisibly OR small things visibly.
Unfortunately, perception is reality.

[Want more? Click below to read another excerpt.]

Praise for the Book
“This book really speaks to in-depth emotions. The way you articulate various feelings in a poetic form is absolutely amazing!” ~ AC1234

About the Author
Senti Ncube
Senti Ncube moonlights as a writer in West Palm Beach, Florida, where he writes about any intriguing topic relating to the human condition. His words will take you on journeys, causing you to reflect and give thought to various situations.


Friday, August 17, 2018

"When Time Stands Still" by Sara Furlong Burr

When Time Stands Still
by Sara Furlong Burr

When Time Stands Still by Sara Furlong Burr

When Time Stands Still by Sara Furlong Burr is currently on tour with Xpresso Book Tours. The tour stops here today for an excerpt and a giveaway. Please be sure to visit the other tour stops as well.

It’s been nearly a decade since Elle Sloan last saw Luke Hutchins. Close to ten years since she broke up with him over a single phone call, providing him with little explanation. Since the end of their relationship, Elle has done everything she could do to move on, marrying, proceeding forward with her life, almost allowing herself to completely forget about Luke.
Out of nowhere, Elle receives a phone call from Luke’s mother. Luke has been in a horrific car accident and, a month later, has just awoken from a coma. However, instead of celebrating, his family is stunned to learn that Luke is suffering from amnesia and only remembers his life as it was before his breakup with Elle. Not wanting to tell Luke that he and Elle aren’t together anymore for fear it may compromise his recovery, Elle is asked by Luke’s family to come to the hospital to see him. Their hope is that she will slowly be able to jog his memory and cushion the blow.
Guilt-ridden over how their relationship ended, Elle readily agrees, finding herself transported back in time with Luke to the life they once shared and the future they could have had together.

I heard voices even before I stepped inside of the room. They were soft, but one by one, I was able to discern who was speaking. The first voice struck me like a freight train, catapulting me further back in time with each word he spoke. The second one made my heart skip a beat.
As I walked farther into the room, I saw another vision of my past sitting next to the hospital bed. His attention, at first, was entirely focused on the occupant in the bed, until movement from me diverted his attention to me. He locked eyes with me, surprise on his face quickly turning to an odd combination of contradiction. Anger, excitement, and suspicion all appeared to be waging war and were enough to give me whiplash just looking at him. Peter Monroe—or just Monroe, as he preferred to be called—had been Luke’s best friend since pretty much the dawn of each other’s existence. He’d aged. His boyish good looks had hardened into a man who would have been difficult to recognize to me, save for the same square chin, overly large nose, and mischievous eyes I had remembered so fondly.
Another step inside the room revealed a sight I had fought valiantly to keep from infiltrating my dreams for the last several years. Like Monroe, he didn’t notice my arrival at first, and I was grateful for that because the shock I was feeling at that moment would have undoubtedly transferred onto him. His head was turned, his eyes, from what I could see of them, were closed. Most of his features were facing Monroe, but from what little I could make out of them, he looked exactly how I remembered him. The rest of his body, however, was a different story.
His hair had begun to grow back after having obviously been recently shaved to prep him for surgery. On the side of his head that was visible to me, a bandage was secured to his scalp just above his ear and was wrapped around his head. Both of his legs had been broken and were secured with immobilizers, resembling large boots. He’d been through hell and back physically, and I feared he’d soon go through the same emotionally, all because of me.
Tears fell down my face before I even had the chance to realize they had formed. Not wanting Luke to see me upset, I dabbed my eyes with my sleeve and did my best to maintain my composure before he realized I was there. With a lump in my throat, I took a step closer to the bed, approaching it on the opposite side of Monroe. There another chair sat, which I was grateful for in the event my legs felt like they were going to give out on me. Monroe sat watching me expectantly, silently screaming at me to announce my presence and put an end to the torment Luke must have been going through since regaining consciousness.
Closing my eyes, I took a breath and spoke. “Luke.”
[Want more? Click below to read a longer excerpt.]

Praise for the Book
“I’m a sucker for second chance romances, especially when there is angst involved. I LOVE ANGST! There is nothing like the rip-your-heart-out-and-stomp-on-it theme, as long as the story has an HEA. I definitely give this one my highest recommendation!!” ~ fbpsmum
“Loved this newest book by Sara Furlong-Burr. It was a very easy read and hardly wanted to stop reading because you wanted to know what happened next. Love her style of writing.” ~ Deb Pachulski
“With themes of alcoholism, low self-esteem and rape/assault, this might not be the book for everyone, but I recommend this as a thoughtful read emphasizing the need to be happy with yourself first before trying to bring happiness to others.” ~ shrimp8406
“Excellent title, great characters, plenty of intrigue and a unique plot, not easy to find these days.” ~ designgirl
“Sometimes, it's impossible to know how to begin to describe a book that touches your heart. All I know is I read something beautiful and real and heartbreaking at once. Maybe because I'm of an age with the main characters and related so much to their stories, their lives. Or maybe because it reminded me of a piece of myself I'd forgotten. Either way, Burr has given us a gift with When Time Stands Still.” ~ Jennifer Silverwood


About the Author
Sara Furlong Burr
Sara Furlong Burr was born and raised in Michigan and currently still lives there with her husband, two daughters, a high-strung Lab, and three judgmental cats. When she’s not writing, Sara enjoys reading, camping, spending time with her family, and attempting to paint while consuming more amaretto sours than she cares to admit.

Enter the tour-wide giveaway for a chance to win a signed copy of When Time Stands Still and a $20 Amazon gift card (open internationally).