Monday, November 30, 2015

Book Blitz: Love Found by Caylie Marcoe

Love Found by Caylie Marcoe 
Publication date: November 13th 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance


Haley Cavanaugh’s heart is broken.

Shattered into a million pieces, and that’s just how she’d like it to stay.

She doesn’t believe she deserves happiness. She doesn’t understand how to move on while her life is falling apart and her reality is destroyed.

Enter Eli Park.

Eli is someone Haley thought she knew, but who turned out to be so much more than she remembered. He sees through her pain and refuses to be pushed away, even when she lashes out.
Eli’s patience is both frustrating and surprising. Haley was so sure she wanted to go on feeling nothing, but Eli stirs emotions she can’t deny.

Will Haley allow Eli to help her through this horrific time so she can find herself again? Or will she lose the only person who can help heal her heart?

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How'd you come up with the story for Love Found?

I always knew I wanted to write a more emotional story. One where the female lead was dealing with a major family issue, but also attending college, hanging with friends, and falling in love. There wasn’t a specific moment where this story idea came to me, I think it’s just always been sitting in the back of my brain waiting for the right moment to be written.

Did you use any real life experiences in this book?

While it’s not an autobiographical story, there are some experiences from my life that I pulled on. For instance, my mom also passed away from cancer, and I was told months before she passed that she was dying and there was nothing we could do. The whole mother/daughter relationship was, I think, what I would have wanted to happen had I been older when she passed.

Also, there are a few scenes that may have happened with my friends in college….I won’t divulge them all, but here are two that stick out to me.

While the Kyler chair scene seems completely random, my real-life Kyler also called me in a semi-panic to help her build her chair, and it’s seriously one of the moments where I think, “Yep, this girl is going to be one of my best friends.”

I also played Jeopardy with my guy friends before…the Saint Bridget thing still makes me mad to this day.

Why did you decide to change the title?

Parting Chances was originally a working title. But I think in the end, it just stuck, because I couldn’t come up with anything else that worked. And the more I tried to explain to myself that it would work and that it made sense, the more I felt that I could roll with it. 

The issue, however, was that I don’t think anyone else understood the title, unless it was explained to them. And I felt maybe that was why people were choosing not to read the book. They would see the title and go, “This makes no sense,” and click past it.

With Love Found it makes so much more sense, without any explanation needed.

What made you realize you wanted to be an author?

For as long as I can remember, I used to make stories up in my head. When my parents first got a computer, I sat down one day and started writing an ‘Nsync fan fiction (yes, I was that girl). And one chapter turned into two…and the next thing I knew, I had thirty two chapters and a legit full length novel.

And it was fun writing.

Fast forward to 2013, and I was a stay-at-home-mom to two tiny humans, and I read…a lot. And one day I thought, “Hey, I could have written this story.” So I sat down at my computer, thought about this recurring dream I’ve had, and wrote out a chapter. I sent the chapter to a friend to see what she thought, and she told me she wanted more. That was my awakening, if you will. It was the moment where I thought, “I could write these stories in my head, and people might actually enjoy them.”

Are you a plotter or a pantser? Explain...

I’m a total pantser. I wrote Choose Us based on a recurring dream, and that was really only a very few scenes. The rest I just…wrote.

With Love Found I just started writing and it led itself. However, I did get stuck towards the end and needed to plot some of the story, but for the most part, it was off the top of my head.

I have plotted a few stories because, as of recent, I’ve been having a hard time writing anything. I thought maybe plotting would be a good idea and would help me write something. But….even that hasn’t worked out well.

Do you have any music that helps you write?

It depends on the story. For Choose Us it was a lot of pop-punk music, because of who Travis is. Love Found was a lot of instrumental piano music, because I needed to be focused and write some pretty difficult scenes. I have a story where country music helps me write. Or a Christmas story where…Christmas music works best.

Again, it really just depends on the story. And I am an eclectic listener; I love most everything.

Have you considered writing in any other genres?

I have. I would love to write a paranormal romance. I just have no idea how to dig into that world. Writing contemporary romances are so much easier for me. 

But I wouldn’t turn down the chance to write a paranormal romance…with the right co-author, of course. ;)

What's your favorite genre to read?

I would have to say contemporary romance. I love me some romance. But I do love paranormal, dystopian, fantasy, sci-fi (sometimes)…but they all need a little romance.

What can we expect from you next?

This year has been tough for me with writing. I can’t pinpoint why, but every story I start, I only make it about five thousand words in before I bail.

With that being said, I do have a story I’m working on about long lost love. 

And then there is Nicki’s story…for those of you who have read Choose Us. It’s still being written, albeit slower than expected. 


Born and raised in the frozen tundra of Wisconsin, Caylie fell in love with reading at a young age. With her lively imagination, she created numerous stories in her head throughout her childhood and teenage years.

Her first novel, Choose Us, released in April 2014 and became an Amazon Bestseller.

When she isn't slaving away at the keyboard, Caylie is an avid reader, and lover of coffee... copious amounts of coffee. She also has an unhealthy addiction to coffee mugs, chapstick, water bottles, football, and tv shows--binge watching is her favorite.

She chases her two kids around the house all day, and has a husband whom she adores.

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Book Blitz: More Than Once by Elizabeth Briggs

More Than Once by Elizabeth Briggs 
(Chasing the Dream #4) 
Publication date: December 1st 2015
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult


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She’s trying to be good. He loves it when she’s bad. 

Andrew West is done being the nice guy. After a marriage proposal gone wrong, he's started over in a new city and he's never risking his heart again.

Becca Collins is done being the bad girl. After quitting the band she played bass for, she's going to prove to her family that she's really changed.

When Becca's dumped by her boyfriend and fired from her job on Christmas Eve, all seems lost, until she runs into a former one night stand--Andrew. To impress her parents, Becca convinces him to pretend to be her perfect boyfriend for their holiday dinner.

After Andrew shows Becca he's all bad boy in the bedroom, neither wants to pretend anymore. But when Becca's invited to rejoin her band for a show and Andrew's forced to face his ex, they both wonder if they're ready to take a leap again--or if they're doomed to fail in life and love a second time.

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Elizabeth Briggs is a full-time geek who writes books for teens and adults. She graduated from UCLA with a degree in Sociology, currently mentors teens in writing, and volunteers with a dog rescue group. She's the author of the Chasing The Dream romance series and the upcoming young adult novel Future Shock. Elizabeth lives in Los Angeles with her husband and a pack of fluffy dogs.

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Sunday, November 29, 2015

Weekly Wrap Up #94








Book Blitz: Sachael Desires by Melody Winter

Sachael Desires by Melody Winter 
(The Mine #2) 
Published by: REUTS Publications
Publication date: November 24th 2015
Genres: Fantasy, New Adult, Romance


During her ordeal with the Sect, Estelle Bailey dreamt of escaping back into the arms of the sea—and Azariah. But freedom came at a price, and though she’s back with the Sachael who’s stolen her heart, she’s also land-bound until the next full moon. And with the threat of Orontes looming ever larger behind them, Azariah, Estelle, and Michael—her once-captor turned rescuer and friend—are on the run.

Following Michael’s lead, they seek sanctuary amidst the natural beauty of the Orkney and Shetland Islands until Estelle can complete her next submergence ritual and Azariah can whisk her away to the safety of Saicean.
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Secrets, betrayals, and old enemies await them, though, and as events spiral out of control, Azariah makes a decision that puts all their lives at risk, forcing Estelle to face a journey she never wanted to take. With time running out and tempers running high, her only hope to save the man she loves lies in a reconciliation between two kingdoms who despise each other.

Book Two in the Mine Series, Sachael Desires further expands on the intricate underwater world of the Sachaels, and the hostility and isolation of not belonging.

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Sachael Desires Excerpt
 The silence between Michael and me stretched on for minutes as we both stared across the bay. Both of us were lost in our internal thoughts, our memories, and our fears of what was to come. But I’d been here before, feeling this way—scared, and yet excited. Melancholy, yet optimistic. My mother always said that life was an adventure, that it was for living. I smiled as I thought of her, and pushed my negative thoughts aside.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Azariah said he would keep us safe. I had to believe him.
“I don’t think Orontes will get close to us again, not now. Azariah won’t let him,” I said, nodding at the sea. “Not with all those Sachaels in the water.”
Michael narrowed his eyes at the unseen men in the sea. “I think they are for your and Azariah’s protection, not mine.”
“Hey, he made sure you came with us, and he brought you home. He didn’t want to leave you.”
“But what are his plans now? He won’t want to stay here long. I’m sure this is the first place Orontes will look for me, and Azariah knows that.” He pushed away from the fence and kicked at the gravel beneath his feet. I linked my arm through his.
“I’m sure Azariah has it all worked out,” I said. “Let’s go and see what he’s up to.”
As we walked back toward the house, Michael groaned. “Look at this place. It’s a mess. There’s a hole in the roof. I really should stay and fix it. Do the jobs that need doing. She obviously can’t manage on her own.”
“Isn’t there anyone nearby who can help her?” I squinted into the distance, attempting to locate any other buildings in the area. There weren’t any.
“No. She moved here for a reason. She didn’t want to be near others. She always said she didn’t trust anyone. I understand why now. She had a lot to hide.”
As we neared the house, several chickens strutted across the yard toward us, clucking loudly.
“These need rounding up,” Michael said, scratching the back of his head and frowning. “The fence is broken. It’s one of the first things I need to fix, otherwise they’ll eat Mum’s vegetable garden.”
I nodded my agreement.
Azariah immediately looked to me and smiled as I opened the door, before turning his attention back to Michael’s mum. He was still sitting on the floor, exactly where we’d left him, but he’d obviously moved at some point. The small fire in the hearth had been replaced with a large roaring one that heated every corner of the room. It lit every surface with a warming orange glow.
Azariah stood and held his hand out to me. I hesitated for a brief moment before walking to him. I still hadn’t forgotten how he’d snapped at me earlier.
“I am sorry, Estelle. I fear I have ignored you since we arrived.” He placed his arm around my waist and kissed my cheek. All traces of his earlier frustration had disappeared. “Morag and I have had an interesting talk.”
“Morag?” I asked, turning to Michael’s mother for the first time since coming back into the room. My breath hitched, and I stared at her. She looked like a different woman.
“Yes, dear, I’m Morag.” She chuckled. The sound spurred Michael toward her.
“Mum? You’re laughing?”
She nodded, looking first at Michael, then me, and then finally to Azariah.
“Yes, yes. It’s wonderful, isn’t it?”
Michael shook his head, a deep frown line visible across his forehead. “But when I left, you were upset; you were crying.” He turned to Azariah. “What’s going on?”
The glow of the roaring fire danced in Azariah’s eyes. He held his hand out to Michael, as if wanting him to shake it. I grinned, remembering the way Michael had shaken his hand when they met on the beach for the first time a few short hours ago. Azariah had appeared amused at the gesture, but here he was, offering the same hand of friendship to Michael.
Michael cautiously took Azariah’s hand in his.
“Welcome to the family,” Azariah said. “We are related.


Growing up, Melody showed a natural ability in art, a head for maths, and a tendency to write too long English essays. Difficult to place in the world when she graduated, she pursued a career in teaching, but ended up working in finance. Melody is convinced the methodical times she spends working with numbers fuel her desire to drift into dream worlds and write about the illusory characters in her head.

Melody Winter lives in York, North Yorkshire, England with her husband and two sons. When not dealing with football, rugby, and a whole plethora of 'boy' activities, she will be found scribbling notes for her stories, or preparing for another trip to the nearby beaches at Scarborough and Whitby. With an obsession for anything mythical, Melody revels in reading and writing about such creatures.

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Saturday, November 28, 2015

Book Blitz: Steamborn by Eric Asher

Steamborn by Eric Asher 
(Steamborn, #1) 
Publication date: December 1st 2015
Genres: Steampunk, Young Adult


Jacob, a tinker’s apprentice and sometime thief, has lived his entire life in the mountain city of Ancora, protected by the city walls. These towering barriers keep the Deadlands creatures at bay, but the monsters move higher into the peaks every year. More and more, they breach the defenses of the Lowlands while the Highlands rest easy.

A swarm overruns the walls and wreaks utter devastation on the Lowlands. Charles, the old tinker, suspects the attack may not be natural. With help from Jacob’s closest friend, Alice, and Samuel, one of the city’s elite spider knights, Jacob and Charles will uncover a terrible darkness at the heart of their city.

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Jacob ran. He heard the shouts of the market guards as they chased him through the muddy cobblestone streets of Ancora. Their armor gave away their position as the metal plates clanged together and their boots fell heavy on the stones.
“There!” a guard said.
Jacob dove under a peddler’s table, scattering rugs and crates as the woman hissed at him to run faster. Jacob grinned when he realized the peddler was rooting for him and not the guards. The armored guards would never be able to dip under the thick stone tables that rested across the ancient troughs. They’d have to go around, or over, and Jacob knew their armor was too heavy for that.
“Get back here, you Lowland maggot!”
Jacob glanced back. The enraged armored forms were momentarily frozen in front of the brightly colored tents and tables before Jacob vanished down an alley. They could still catch him on the next street if he wasn’t careful, or if he wasn’t fast enough.
Something sizzled in a large metal pot near the last stall he sprinted past, and for a moment, Jacob wished it were food in his pocket instead of the loot he’d been lucky to take. He slid around the corner of an old brick house with a tiled roof and slipped into a narrow alley most people never would have noticed. The Highborn guards, used to the wide streets behind the city wall, didn’t have a chance of tracking Jacob through the maze of dim back alleys.
He eased farther into the shadowed space as the shouts and curses of the guards grew louder and then faded as they passed him by. He caught a glimpse of the polished silver armor as two of the men rushed onward. None of them glanced at the small alley. Jacob smiled and felt his pockets. Still there, his fingers met the reassuring bumps of his prize. He forgot the smell of food as he imagined finishing the pistons he’d built with Charles for the new boiler. With a good cushion, they could run for hours, or more. They’d just have to—
“Jacob Arthur Anders,” a voice said from behind him, deeper in the alley.
Jacob spun, knocking his elbow on an uneven brick in the wall and cursing as he stumbled back a step. “Alice! What are you doing here?”
Alice leaned forward, her gray wool dress barely clearing the wet ground. Her red hair hung in curls, brushing her shoulder as she looked down at Jacob’s hand and frowned. She raised her eyes to meet his, and he could still tell they were blue, even in the dim light of the alley. “What did you steal now?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You have your hand over your pocket.” The amount of accusation in her voice startled him. Alice pointed at his hand and said, “You only do that when you’re hiding something.”
“None of your business,” he said, squaring his shoulders and standing up as straight as he could. It left him a fraction of an inch taller than Alice.

“Oh, I think it is my business,” she said.


Eric is a former bookseller, guitarist, and comic seller currently living in Saint Louis, Missouri. A lifelong enthusiast of books, music, toys, and games, he discovered a love for the written word after being dragged to the library by his parents at a young age. When he is not writing, you can usually find him reading, gaming, or buried beneath a small avalanche of Transformers.

Author links:  Website  |  Facebook  |  Twitter

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