Happy Monday, everyone! Guess what? Today's the big day! I'm on pins and needles today, let me tell you what. There's a ton of info in this post, so stay with it until the end! But let's get to what we came for: War and Pieces release day information!
Title: War and Pieces ~ Frayed Fairy Tales - Season 1: Episode 1 Authors: Tia Silverthorne Bach and N. L. Greene Genre: Mature YA Length: ~10k words Buy Links: Kindle ~~~ Smashwords ~~~ Barnes and Noble ~~~ iBooks All are just $0.99! ![]() Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there were zombies… That’s how it all started. Authors have created a major problem with stories like Cinder, The Dark Queen, and Asleep, and it’s wreaking havoc here in Ever After. Our queens are fighting for their lives. Rather like Mother Nature, keeper of the fine balance that’s life in your world, tales that begin with “Once upon a time” were never meant to be messed with. Now, Ariel is underwater with all the defenses she’s been launching, Aurora hasn’t slept in weeks, and Rapunzel is tangled in… Well, I can’t even begin to tell you. Rather than try, I’ll let you see for yourself. You and I will talk again afterward—if I survive long enough. So, as our fateful story begins: Once upon a time, in a land far, far away… ~~~ Start the serial series now, and get ready for a wild ride. We have 10,000 words scheduled to release every other day through the end of June. Yeah, it's a big story! But you don't wanna miss it. Join our fan group on Facebook to keep up with the books, join the release day party, and enter to win some cool prizes this week while we release all of Season 1. Pop on over to the voting group (you don't have to join to vote), and vote on your favorite fan art shoe entry! Let's DO THIS THING!
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Title: Only Skin Deep
Author: N.L. Greene
Genre: Dark Romantic Suspense
Editor: Raye Greene and Carie Whitcomb
Cover Designer: Wilde Designs
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR
Blurb:
Mateoâs perfectly normal life was upended one fateful night when tragedy struck his family. After years of running the streets and fighting the temptations that would surely make him spiral out of control, he finds himself somewhere unexpected. At the gym, he isnât a troubled kid on the streets. Heâs a fighter.
Elizabeth has never known normal; sheâs never known love. Born to parents who thought she was better off as an ashtray than a kid, she quickly learned that the only person she could ever trust was herself. When she was taken away from home and thrust into the system, she traded one form of torture for another.
When their paths converge, Mateo thinks heâs met the girl of his dreams, but Elizabethâs past rears its ugly head.
Can two broken people find a way to overcome their challenges and find love in one another? Or will the skeletons in their closets tear them from each other's arms?
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N.L. Greene currently lives in Florida with her husband and two beautiful daughters. When she isn't writing or reading, she enjoys traveling around the world with her family, shopping and doing other girly things with her girls, or playing video games with her husband. She is a lover of dogs, chocolate, and anything pink!
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"There is more treasure in books than in all the pirate's loot on Treasure Island." — Walt Disney How true are those words? Books take us to new places. They introduce us to different ways of thinking and experiences unlike our own. Books allow us to visit wondrous worlds that exist only because a writer dreamed them up. It is through books that we expand our vocabulary, our imagination, and maybe even our views on life and those we share it with. "Today a reader, tomorrow a leader." — Margaret Fuller Teachers play such an important role, not only in the technical aspects of reading, but also in modeling a life-long love of literature. I have seen this first-hand with my children and their teachers, and that's why today, I am pleased to share with you a recent project my daughter and her eighth-grade classmates completed. Each student selected a book they read during the month of March. At the end of the month, they created a book box, decorating it inside and out to the theme of their featured novel. Then, they presented their projects to their classmates. I was blown away by the thought and creativity that went into these book boxes, and I know you will be too. Take a look and feel free to leave a comment. I'm sure the students would enjoy hearing what you think. And if you have students of your own, or children, or nieces and nephews, or grandkids, or neighbor kids, consider trying this project with them--it's something you'll both be able to enjoy and learn from. Until next time... Happy Reading! ![]() July Thunder
Goodreads / Amazon / Barnes & Noble / iBooks / Kobo / Smashwords -- EXCERPT: While the Northern Flock had to be quiet to survive, the herd played music in order to live. Caleb’s hand found mine. “Dance with me?” he asked, but I hated my answer. “I can’t.” My confession came with my wrecked knee. With one gesture, Caleb seemed to understand, but as he turned his eyes to his herd—to Britney prancing around with Plato, to Kat covering her ears, to Yasir holding Hanna with his protective gloves between them—Caleb pulled me up to my feet. “Let me do it for you,” he said, and then, he lifted me up and placed me on the tops of his boots. As he swayed, I saw the sunburn on the tops of his cheeks, the sand in his hair, the sea salt on his skin. Then, his chapped lips as he managed a shaky smile. For once, Caleb looked disheveled, and I had never liked him more. “That’s some crew you have,” he said, but I hadn’t noticed anyone else in the world around us until he spun. Life-sized shadows—dozens of them—danced all around us, and I recognized their shapes as people I would always know. Blake and his teddy bear. Floyd’s stretched limbs, and Ami’s swinging braids. Even Adam’s speed. Alive or dead, the shadows of every member of my own flock joined in on the dance of a herd, and my heart fluttered at the sight. Losing control had never felt so great. Neither had a storm descending down upon us. ![]()
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