Here are this week's new YA releases. If you have a new YA, please let us know in the comment section.
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Here are this week's new YA releases. If you have a new YA, please let us know in the comment section.
On Nov. 5, 2013, Esmé Weijun Wang came to the remarkable conclusion that she was dead.
In the weeks prior to this, she had begun to feel increasingly fractured — like being scatterbrained, but to such an extreme that she felt her sense of reality was fraying at the edges. She had started to lose her grip on who she was and on the world around her. Desperate to fend off what appeared to be early signs of psychosis, Wang went into a soul-searching and organizational frenzy. She read a self-help book that was supposed to help people discover their core beliefs and desires; she ordered and scribbled in five 2014 datebook planners, reorganized her work space and found herself questioning her role as a writer. Then one morning, Wang woke her husband before sunrise with an incredible sense of wonder and tears of joy to tell him it all made sense to her now: She had actually died a month before, although at the time she had been told she merely fainted. (During a flight home to San Francisco from London, Wang had drifted into and out of consciousness for four hours. Afterward, doctors were unable to find a cause for this episode.) MORE Here are this week's new YA releases. If you have a new YA, please let us know in the comment section.
Here are this week's new YA releases. If you have a new YA, please let us know in the comment section.
I've always been a moon gazer. Even back when I thought it was made out of green cheese. The moon has always been a large part of my life, which is why include it most all my books.
In my latest novel, BLEED, the moon plays a big part in how the characters navigate the night during the book's climax. Check out the excerpt below, and leave a comment for a chance to win an e-book copy!
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BLEED EXCERPT:
IN THE LOOMING DARKNESS, CENTURY High looked more like an ancient castle than a school. Only a few security lamps, like the glow of torches, lit the various entrances. Beyond the school, hanging low in the sky, was a hunter’s moon, adding to the ominous surroundings. About a dozen foreign words flew through Xyan’s mind. All of them meaning Run! Jake pulled into the school’s empty school parking lot and killed the engine. They all sat a moment, gazing ahead. All thinking the same thing, Xyan figured. Mostly, Should we really be doing this? It was in that gazing moment that she became aware of the quiet. Like radio silence…dead air. “You hear that?” Jake leaned, turning an ear toward the windshield. “I don’t hear anything.” “Exactly.” She pointed to the grove of trees. “Those woods should be hopping this time of night. Where are the frogs and crickets and katydids?” “Maybe they sense something,” Miranda said, her voice low. That’s exactly what Xyan was afraid of. Critters were smart. They knew when to stand down. “Maybe it’s a warning.” Jake pushed open his car door. “It is. But it’s not us they’re warning.” Xyan got out too and zipped up her hoodie. The temperature had plummeted ten or twelve degrees since this afternoon, but it wasn’t the cold that had her shivering. “So, what now?” Jake popped the trunk and dug out two flashlights. One was the average eight-inch torch, but the one he handed Sam was a 12-inch aluminum Maglite Deluxe. “Nice,” Sam said, clicking it on and off a couple of times. “Yeah,” Xyan agreed. “If Miranda misses the mark, you can bludgeon him to death.” Sam reached down and hoisted up the leg of his jeans. “I brought backup for that.” From his boot he withdrew a foot-long dagger with a slim silver blade that glinted in the moonlight. Topher let out a low whistle. “Holy shit. That’ll do some damage.” “Yeah,” Jake said. “To us. Leave it in the car.” “Screw that.” Sam knelt to ease it back into his boot. “I’m not going in there unarmed.” Miranda flashed her red leather gloves, palms out. “Don’t worry, Sam. I’ve got it.” “And besides,” Xyan told him, “your stinky breath alone will probably kill him.” She waited for a comeback, but after a long glare, he gave in. He hadn’t complained about his stomach the whole way over, but his face would knot occasionally like he was still having cramps. She figured he didn’t have the strength to argue. He opened the car door and tucked the knife under the seat. “Okay, so now what?” Jake aimed the unlit flashlight toward the back of the school. “Now, we find Rudy, hold him down, and let Miranda feed him a liquid diet.” “Oh…well sure,” Sam said. “When you put it that way, no sweat.” Jake tilted his head, giving Sam a get real look. “Come on, it’s Rudy. He’s low man on the demon food chain. The best he can do is climb into people’s heads and brainwash them. If he had any real strength he’d have shown it by now.” Topher held up one of his rusty palms. “He did.” Jake shook his head. “Smoke and mirrors. He can’t touch us.” Xyan had to agree. It’s not like the guy had split them with lightning or sent flying monkeys up their butts. He could only attack when they slept. That reeked of cowardice. Just as she was convincing herself to stay calm, something rustled in the woods. Her heart jumped clear to her throat. “Merde!” They instantly froze. Jake and Sam clicked on the flashlights and trained them on the dense trees. Something was out there. And not some squirrel looking for his nuts. This something lumbered, big and bullish. Moments later, Double-D stumbled onto the parking lot, a bottle of Jim Beam in his left hand, a wooden spoon in the other. Xyan did a double-take. It was the spoon. The one that disappeared from her kitchen during her nightmare. “Hey, baby,” Double-D sang as he plodded toward her, one staggering step at a time. Jake cast a gaze at Xyan then turned back to Double-D. “Where’d you come from?” Xyan pointed. “And where’d you get that?” D held out the bottle. “Want some?” “No, you idiot! I meant where’d you get that spoon?” He waved it back and forth like a fairy wand. “Found it on the seat of my truck.” Then he narrowed his hazy eyes at her. “You’ve been avoiding me. Where’ve you been?” Well, she did have a prophecy to fulfill. Between that and his drinking, she hadn’t really wanted to see him. “D, I don’t want to do this right now.” He tapped the spoon against the bottle. “And that makes you a very…bad…girl.” “I mean it,” she said. “You need to get out of here.” “Nooooo.” He inched forward, trying to keep his balance. “I think you need a spanking.” “Seriously, dude,” Sam said, “go sleep it off. It’s dangerous out here.” He puffed out his chest, but his head still lolled a bit. “Danger’s my middle name. That’s why they call me Double-D.” Xyan jutted her hip. “No, they call you Double-D ’cause you’re twice the dumb-ass.” She wanted to shove him, but was afraid he really would attack her with that spoon. She glanced around. “Where’s Big Dawg?” Double-D slowly turned, pointing the spoon toward the woods. “Parked it in there so I could drink in private.” “It doesn’t matter,” Topher said. “He can’t drive like that.” “We’ve still got to get rid of him,” Jake whispered. D whipped back around, nearly spilling his full 240 pounds onto the concrete, head first. Miranda turned to Xyan. “Do something.” It was up to her. She’d just have to take her chances on getting walloped with that spoon. “D! Give me that.” She jerked the whiskey out of his hand and reached into his pocket, retrieving his phone. “Call someone to come get you. It really is dangerous here.” D staggered to Jake’s car, opened the passenger door, and fell onto the front seat. “I can fend for myself.” He reached under and pulled out Sam’s knife. “See?” “Crap!” Sam lunged toward him. But Double-D’s reflexes weren’t as skewed as his drunken state implied. He whipped the knife upward, pointing it at Sam. “Back up, boy. You’re breath smells like shit.” “It still smells better than yours,” Sam returned, holding the monster flashlight like a bat. If that kept up, the police would be called. “Devon,” Xyan said. She walked over to the car and cautiously leaned in. “Listen to me.” Putting her mouth against his ear, she began to sing a sweet song—a tender Gaelic lullaby that came easily and naturally, though she’d never it heard before in her life. Double-D’s eyes drooped. Then mesmerized, he slumped down on the seat, unconscious. When she turned around, they were all wide-eyed and slack-jawed. Miranda blinked surprise. “What’d you just do?” Xyan shrugged. “Sang him an old Irish folk song.” “That’s one hell of a trick,” Sam said. “Where’d you learn it?” She shook her head, as amazed as any. “I have no idea.”
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Here are this week's new YA releases. If you have a new YA, please let us know in the comment section.
Here are this week's new YA releases. If you have a new YA, please let us know in the comment section.
Here are this week's new YA releases. If you have a new YA, please let us know in the comment section.
Hello Hunter! I'm Dax Varley, author of Bleed, Sleepy Hollow, Return to Sleepy Hollow and Nightmare House to name a few. I also blog the new YA releases weekly, so check back each Tuesday if you want to know what's new in YA. This season I'm thrilled to be on the #YASH Purple Team! Ah, Autumn—orange leaves, ripe pumpkins, and candy corn as tasty a dog’s chew toy. Oh…and the Fall YA Scavenger Hunt of course. If you aren’t familiar, here’s how it works: Below, somewhere in my post, you’ll find a special number. Add it to your score sheet because once you’ve collected all the numbers from the team, you’ll add them together. The sum will be your code. Once you have the code, go HERE to fill out the entry form for the grand prize. I am hosting Lani Woodland. Lani Woodland has a hard time enjoying any book without at least a little romance in it. She lives in Southern California with her husband, their two children and a large collection of board games. She has worked as a spot-welder, babysitter, janitor, photographer, gymnastics coach, and movie extra. She enjoys bonfires at the beach, hole-in-the-wall restaurants, speed talking, chocolate as a cure-all, and the word “precisely.” Lani is the author of Breaking Pointe, Stronger, THE YARA SILVA TRILOGY, including: Intrinsical, Indelible, and Inevitable, and Out of Bounds, the third book in the Pom Pom Periodicals series. With Erica Cameron she is the co-author of the Laguna Tides series, starting with Taken By Chance. She also co-wrote the pirate adventure Pieces of Jade, books one and two of The Pom Pom Periodicals (That’s The Spirit, Give Me A C) and two short stories in Enchanted: Love Stories of the Paranormal with Melonie Rainwater. She loves hearing from readers. You can contact her on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram or her website. She has co-authored the Laguna Tides series along with Erica Cameron. Lani is promoting Book 2, Loyalty and Lies. Here's the blurb: Sometimes you hit rock bottom and then discover a whole new level of suck. Moving to California last year was supposed to distance Axl Derringer from the drinking, drugs, and dangerous friends he left in Chicago after they landed him handcuffed to a hospital bed. It worked until Homecoming night when he broke his sobriety and blacked out. One month later, Axl’s girlfriend Gloria tells him she’s pregnant, that he’s the father, and that it happened on the one night he can’t remember. And it’s all downhill from there: mandatory AA meetings, visits to his probation officer, and dealing with the stress of Gloria’s vicious rumors plus a visit from his Chicago friends. To top it all off, he’s forced into a project partnership with Gloria’s best friend Rory, a girl who kind of wants to kill him. A paternity suit, betrayals of trust, insurmountable loss—it’s basically the senior year from hell. After a while Axl starts to believe that not even proving that Gloria is lying will be enough to put his life back together again. But then hope appears from one of the last places he expects and he realizes he may finally be ready to trust someone with his heart. You can buy Loyalty and Lies at Amazon. Lani is offering a sneak peek at Book 3, Dealing with Devalo.
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