Thursday, September 15, 2016

A Little Teaser Before Vacation - Lilliana

Happy-almost-Friday, Angels! For the next ten days I'm going to be on a beach somewhere with little to no contact with the outside world - sorry to rub that in ;) - so what kind of an author would I be if I didn't leave a little something to hold you over until October 1st? We're literally 16 days away from the release of Lilliana! *squeals*



Excerpt from Lilliana,
Novella to the Captivated Series


The last living LaRoux sister is pissed and out for revenge. In "Lilliana," the second and final novella to the Captivated Series, follow the brazen, immortal dark conjurer as she sets out on a quest to make her sisters' killers pay.

Recommended for readers 16 and up due to mature content.

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When Kat snuck back to her room, I took the opportunity to slip out behind her and make my way through the unlit halls to the Principal’s office. Luckily I’d already passed it when I’d followed Ronnie around earlier, so I knew where it was. I needed to know more about these cameras – when they would be installed. What kind of cameras they were. But of course his door was locked, so I’d have to wait and come back again during the day.
My next order of business? The woods. Kat seemed to think Gabriel was still out there with his hybrid buddies, and though the woods (the place my sister was killed) was the last place I wanted to be, I needed to know more about Pretty Boy and the others.
On my way to one of the nearest exits, I realized I was passing through another dorm wing. Part of me wanted to try snooping around to see if I recognized any of the kids inside the rooms, but I refrained because I didn’t want to open a door and risk one of them being awake. The last thing I needed was a screaming kid. I’d already almost gotten caught two times today and I didn’t want to push my luck.
Speaking of getting caught, when I made it to the door with a big red EXIT sign above it, I realized I hadn’t considered that they might have alarms on these things.
I didn’t see any type of sticker or sign suggesting that an alarm would sound, but did I really want to find out?
Way to think this out, genius.
This was when having Daemon around would have helped. Maybe he would have thought to keep something propped open. Or maybe he would have known how not to trip an alarm. Me? I was useless on the subject. It didn’t involve men or borrowing appearances or manipulating emotions. And of course, I’d left the marbles back at the hotel, so I couldn’t just smash one and ask Daemon what to do. A frustrated laugh worked its way out, and I’d be lying if I said my former confidence hadn’t deflated a little.
I looked down below my feet. I’m your one hope for revenge, sisters. Me. I’ll go ahead and apologize for the disappointment.
* * *
The only thing I could think to do was slump against a wall and wait until morning, and though I was in desperate need of a glass of wine and a bed, I’d have to settle for nothing and a tiled floor… courtesy of my own stupidity.
An hour or so had passed, and I was now lying against the floor with my head nestled into the crook of my arm, my white-blonde hair splaying across the checkerboard tile. This was the only position that didn’t cause my butt to go numb, but it was far from comfortable. At least I wasn’t at risk of falling asleep, not that my brain would have let me anyway. This was the first time I’d been alone, really alone with my thoughts since my sisters had passed, and as I laid there against the cold floor in this dark hallway, just a good walk away from the woods where Iris died, I couldn’t help but think about our childhood. Our bond. Our deceased parents. Our once promising future. It wasn’t supposed to be this way – me lying lonely in the hallway of a school where my sister’s killers lived. My immortal sisters and I should have been on a remote beach somewhere, sipping margaritas and laughing about how Trueblood never would have stood a chance at finding us.
 A door creaked open somewhere in the darkness, interrupting my pity party, and I stiffened, momentarily forgetting that whoever it was couldn’t see me because of the invisibility spell.
The silhouette of a teenage boy slipped from one of the dorm rooms, paused to scan the hallways. Something about the set of his shoulders, his athletic build, his light hair, made my insides clench.
Speaking of my sister’s killer….
When he assumed he was alone, he hurried down the hallway and around a corner, and I sprang to my feet and ran after him. Where the hell was he going in the middle of the night?
I followed him down hallway after hallway (this school really was absurdly big), and just when I thought he was probably playing some kind of outsmart the patrolling officers game, he skulked his way to a door with EXIT over the top and gingerly pushed it open.
I winced expectantly, waiting for alarms and red flashing lights and a rush of officers. Surely this idiot was about to give himself away. But… nothing happened. He made it out into the night without any issues and took a hard left.
Well, shit. I’d stayed holed up in here for nothing. Either Levi knew that this door didn’t have a working alarm sensor on it, or none of them did and this particular door led to somewhere he wanted to go.
I followed him out into the cold night air, around a few corners and along a stretch of the building, and as we passed exit after exit, I realized my first assumption was true – Levi had gone out of his way to leave through that particular door because it wouldn’t cause the alarm to sound. I made sure to memorize how to get to it from the inside (and outside) so I could come and go as I pleased.
Thanks, Levi, I thought as I watched him leave the protective cover of the building and head toward the courtyard. The same courtyard from earlier today. He basically gave me the keys to the building.
I tentatively followed him there, unsure if I could control myself if I were alone with him, this kid who’d cut Iris’ head off, for an extended period of time. But really, what would be the harm in killing just this one? Maybe I could temporarily get it out of my system and then I could concentrate on the others better. He was the one who deserved it the most anyway... other than Kat. And who would see if I decided to snap his neck? Strangle him until his heart stopped beating?
I clasped my hands together so hard my knuckles popped, and I swallowed against the temptation.
As satisfying as it would be, a dead or missing kid would cause a panic. A heavier police presence.
Iris’ voice echoed through my mind: Control yourself, Lil.
I found myself sitting on a bench across from him so I could watch him for a while. See if he went anywhere else or if someone else might show. Maybe he was supposed to meet someone here. But as the minutes dragged on, as he dove deeper into his solitude, he seemed to drift into sadness. His strong shoulders were drooping; the attractive lines of his face had hardened; his eyes were glistening with tears. He let out a long, shaky sigh, a cloud of icy breath drifting away with the breeze, and he ran a hand through his blonde-tipped hair, rested his forearms against his knees as he stared at the ground between us. Something about this place – maybe a memory? – picked at a raw, gaping sore in his heart. Probably something to do with Kat and the way she’d ripped him to pieces by cheating on him. To be honest, though, it kind of surprised me that he looked so sad over it. When he’d been around her and the others at dinner, he seemed a lot more comfortable with their situation.
Leave it to a guy to bottle shit up. But at least that meant it would probably lead to an explosion later.
See? Iris said in my thoughts. Aren’t you glad you didn’t go ahead and kill him?
Okay, fine. So maybe not going ahead and killing him had been helpful, after all. Now I needed to figure out a way to make his wound a little bigger. Not that I still didn’t want to snap this kid’s neck. But sure… I guess I could wait until I’d played with him a little more. Found a way to make him a little more miserable.
I sat there with him for another good hour, nearly freezing my tits off, but nobody showed. He really was out here just to brood about Kat.
I cupped my hands over my mouth and blew into them (not that it did much good. Next time I would bring a jacket and gloves), looked to the sky to see that the moon was already on the descent. Damn. I’d been at this school a good fourteen hours and I still wanted to visit the woods before dawn to see if I could find Pretty Boy. Footsteps in the forest would be harder to mask in the daylight. It would be like walking in snow – they’d see me coming. Not to mention, it would already be hard as hell to get to them without them hearing me.
I then made yet another mental note – levitating. I needed to find something about that in the spell books. That way I could float my way through the school and woods to spy.
I looked back to Levi and started to stand, but in a way I found it hard to leave. Like if I left him I’d never see him again and would miss my chance at killing him forever. And there was something else there, something I’d picked up on as I sat with him in the quiet. I’d sensed it a few times in the air between us – something looming and ominous. Potent. I couldn’t quite figure out if it was a gift he possessed or if it was the promise of something in his future. I also couldn’t shake the feeling that it might affect me and my plans. Like if there was anything at all that could thwart my quest for revenge, this boy would hold the key.
As I turned and walked away, I had to clasp my numb hands together again to keep from launching back over to him and killing him. Patience, I reminded myself. Levi wasn’t going to go anywhere, and I’d kill him before he would have a chance to ruin things for me. Besides, fate had obviously brought me to him tonight. I'd been at the right place at the right time to follow him out of the only door without an alarm.
These kids were meant to be delivered over to death, and I was meant to be the one to do it.

Monday, September 5, 2016

Music Crush Monday - Vice by Miranda Lambert

Happy Monday, Angels! As we gear up for the release of Lilliana, I wanted to share a song that fits pretty dang perfectly with a small piece of who Lilliana is. We see touches of it in Iris, but this time around we're getting up close and personal with not only who she is as a person, but what she's been going through in the wake of losing her sisters, as well as with some of her vices... like men and alcohol. Devastation has a way of making us want to escape into something else, even if it isn't the healthiest. Miranda Lambert even has blonde like Lilliana and has that 'bad girl' air about her. Too perfect! So have yourself a little listen below and check back on October 1st for when Lilliana is officially released...

Love to all

Another vice, another town, where my past can't run me down
Another life, another call, another bed I shouldn't crawl out of
At 7AM with shoes in my hand
Said I wouldn't do it, but I did it again
And I know I'll be gone tomorrow night
Another vice

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

I'm giving away a book... AND A KINDLE FIRE!!!

Happy Tuesday, Angels! As we anxiously await Lilliana's release, I wanted to give you something just for being awesome - my YA Sci-fi novel Spectacle for FREE! Right now the book is $2.99 on all major retail sites, but at, you can have the book for nothing at all! Just follow the link below.

And oh, yeah... if you also share this post on social media, you'll be entered to win a FREE KINDLE FIRE! Just comment comment below or email me here to let me know you shared. Winner announced October 1st. Good luck! ;)


"For those of you who love the Hunger Games and Divergent, Spectacle will be sure to tickle your readerly taste buds." - LisAnn, The Indigo Quill Book Reviews ★★★★★

"Spectacle has made it to my top ten list of dystopian books to read." - Nancy, The Avid Reader Blog ★★★★★


Avatar meets Gladiator in this spellbinding new Young Adult, Science-Fiction novel by bestselling author Susan James Pierce. 

Two hundred years after the Great Disaster, the day earthquakes ravaged Earth's landscapes, humanity has finally regrouped and is working toward a better future. But in New America - one of three remaining landmasses - overpopulation makes a better future seem bleaker by the year.

Mira (Mirabella) Foster and her parents are citizens of New America, and with the threat of starvation and disease looming on the horizon, a new discovery threatens to push everyone to the brink of chaos: blue markings develop on people's skin. Markings that allow them to camouflage their skin, but also make them feared, and eventually, targets of violence.

Mira's dad is one of them.

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Book Review - Moth to a Flame by Micheal Omer

Publication Date: July 3rd 2015
Genre: YA Supernatural Thriller
My Rating: 4 out of 5 Stars

Where to Buy:

Here's the Summary:

I was almost killed by a delusional murderer five months ago. Since then, the recurring nightmares, creepy hallucinations and overpowering fear are gone. That's good, right? I mean, no one in their right minds wants to feel like that. I am starting to wonder if I'm in my right mind anymore...

When a lady in my neighborhood died, I couldn't help but stick my nose in, to see what happened. I should just get on with things–I've got some new friends, and a cool boy named Chris has taken an interest in me. Everyone is telling me to just leave this weird murder alone.

But I can't stop myself. The more I find out about her death, the more twisted everything is.

I think there’s a predator in Narrowdale. And now it’s hunting me…What have I gotten myself into?

My Thoughts:

The Good:

Let me just start off by saying that I love how this setting has endless possibilities. First, you have a clever girl who is prone to life-threatening idiocy, but only because she's curious and has some sort of abnormal fixation on figuring out why strange things happen and solving murders. THEN, you throw her into a town where strange things repeatedly happen and people get murdered, so you could literally write book after book after book. You're a smart man, Mr. Omer! But the the set-up isn't the only good thing about his books. His POV character Amy is clever and curious (I know, I already said that), hates school and tests like the rest of us (which makes her relatable), is adorably clueless about love and boys, and is actually pretty dang witty. Maybe it's because it's been awhile since I read the first novel in this series, but I feel like her "funny" came out more in this one. I found myself laughing as much as I was wincing or screeching. And yes, I do all those things while I'm reading. My husband and kids and dog can attest to that :)

Another good thing worth mentioning is that Mr. Omer doesn't write predictable stories. In Moth to a Flame, I wasn't able to figure out who the killer was until Amy did. However, I did figure out another big reveal before Amy did, but I almost think it was intentional on the writer's part. I won't say much more than that for fear of giving it away.

The Bad:

There really isn't anything bad to say about this book, other than I still wish we knew more about what Amy and her friends look like. We don't get much more than hair color and body-types or accessories. And I couldn't tell you what her parents look like at all. Perhaps Mr. Omer did describe them (and I'm sure he did), it just didn't stick with me for whatever reason. None of that is really a deal-breaker though.

The Ugly:

Nothing to say in this category!

In Short: 

Moth to a Flame is an excellent sequel to the first. I highly recommend this series!

Favorite Quote:

"How can everyone here be so loud? So cheerful? I want to scream at them to be quiet. I want to hit one of them. I want to kick the back of the seat in front of me. I want to smash the window and jump out. I want to cry. I do none of those things." 

About the Author:

My name is Michael Omer, and I’m a writer, journalist and game designer. I wrote and published my first novel when I was sixteen, and figured I’d keep at it. Since then, I have published two more novels, and wrote… who can even count how many? I’m happily married to a woman who keeps pushing me to write more, and have three kids who insist I should stop writing and come play with them. I also have two dogs.

Visit his Amazon page here!

Saturday, August 20, 2016

Book Tour Day Five and Six - Captivate Me and Fight for Me

Happy Saturday, Angels! Two more days of blog tours have passed, and like all things, it inevitably had to come to an end. :( At least we still have a book release to look forward to, though! Lilliana, a novella to the Captivated Series, will be out in just a few weeks! *squeals* (PS- if you haven't done so already, make sure and sign up for my mailing list so you know when Lilliana has officially been released!)

Until then, check out the reviews below of Captivate Me and Fight for Me. Today's review highlight is from the Books are Love blog: 

"A fascinating and endearing tale of trust and love. One where our decisions have an effect on everything around us and we must learn to deal with them and accept them. A good read that will have you rooting one way or another for Gabe or Levi."


August 19th

August 20th

There's also a giveaway!

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Blog Tour Day Three and Four - Captivate Me and Fight for Me

Happy Thursday, Angels! Two more blog tour days have passed, and unfortunately I've been gone on business and am JUST NOW getting around to sharing these awesome reviews with you. But never fear, because I'm going to just go ahead and smush the two days together into one post to make it easier for you. :)

Today's review highlight is from Sascha over at Sascha Darlington's Microcosm Explored:

"The world of Captivate Me immediately drew me in. Pierce writes well and paced the story quickly so that I was immediately drawn into the mysteries and plot twists..."

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Blog Tour Day Two - Captivate Me and Fight for Me

Two days down, four more to go! Today's review highlight is from Merissa over at Archaeolibrarian - I dig good books!

"Extremely well-written, with no editing or grammatical errors to disrupt the reading flow, this was an amazing read and I can't wait to continue with this series."

Visit her blog here for the full review: Archaeolibrarian - I dig good books!

Today's Reviews:

There's also a giveaway!