Happy Book Birthday to Stone Cold #giveaway #pnr

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Happy book birthday to Stone Cold, the second installment of my Ironhill Jinn series. Lou and Isaac come together again as their lives and futures are further intertwined.

I’m so stoked to share this one with you. These characters are such a fun bunch to write, and I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

Mmm, isn’t Isaac yummy?

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Stone Cold (Ironhill Jinn #2)

Release Date: April 11, 2014

Publisher: MuseItUp Publishing

Genre: Romantic Urban Fantasy

Back of the book:

Lou Hudson makes a deal with the Isaac to save the Ironhill jinn from execution…and lands on the front line of a war between the vampire and his sire.

Daddy Dearest intends to have Lou for himself to spite Isaac and begins meddling in every corner of her life.  Her reputation shatters when people die, her monster-whispering skills shelved by public outcry and vampire politics.

When forced to confront their enemy, she isn’t prepared for the depth of Isaac’s plotting—or her increasing attraction to him—and to end their latest crisis will only cost Lou a piece of her soul.

 

Link to the book on Goodreads

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Jocelyn AdamsAbout me:

Jocelyn Adams is an office grunt by day and creator of romance and adventure by night. Born a farmer’s daughter with a vivid imagination, she spent her childhood dreaming up stories. With no formal training, she relied on the honest feedback of her writing group to take her from that first short story all the way to THE END of her first novel. When she isn’t slinging words, you can find her shooting her bow or enjoying the serenity of family life in her little house in the woods.

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Purchase Links:

Check it out. If you buy Stone Cold from the MuseItUp store, you get Stone Chameleon for free. Yes, free! And for a limited time, pick up Stone Chameleon at your favorite retail sites for only 99 cents!

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Giveaway

  • 1st prize: $25.00 Amazon or B&N gift card, winner’s choice + 1 ebook copy of Stone Chameleon and Stone Cold + 1 signed bookmark
  • 2nd prize: 1 ebook copy of Stone Chameleon and Stone Cold + 1 signed bookmark.

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Happy Book Birthday to Darkside Sun! #nalit @EPembrace

As with every exciting date I’ve ever put on my calendar, this one seemed a mile away for so long I wondered if it would ever get here, and then WHAM! here it is lickety-split and I’m left wondering how I’ll ever finish up my to-do list before showtime.

All of the roughly one million editing passes are done, and with an anxious heart, I let Darkside Sun out into the world today. It’s been an awesome ride with all of the staff at Entangled Publishing, especially my kickass editor, Tracy. You rock!

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My book tour begins tomorrow. And…get this…for the next two weeks, you can pick up a copy of Darkside Sun for only…wait for it…

99 Cents!

Wow, right? For less than the price of a small coffee, you can escape reality for a few hours, maybe have a few laughs, a few tears, and maybe swoon a little. Mmm, Asher. *sigh*

Even better, to celebrate the launch, I’m also giving away a $25.00 gift card from either Amazon or B & N to knock a few more books off your TBR list, a sun charm necklace, and a signed bookmark. Check out the link below for a chance to enter.

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Never heard of Darkside Sun? Well, let me introduce you.

Darkside_Sun_FinalAddison Beckett tries hard to pretend she’s normal, but she’s far from it. Since she was six years old, she’s seen the world around her unraveling, as if someone is pulling a thread from a sweater and it’s all slowly coming undone. When she ignores it, it goes away, so that’s what she does.

Enter her arrogant-but-hot professor Asher Green. He knows all about her special brand of crazy. In fact, he might be just as nuts as she is. Asher insists that the dead from a parallel dimension are trying to possess the living in this one. And since Addison seems to be the only one who can see these “wraiths,” she just might be the key to saving the world.

Addison wants nothing to do with Asher or his secret society, The Mortal Machine. But as their animosity grows, she finds it harder and harder to ignore the chemistry between them. And when she discovers that Machine laws forbid her from touching him, she realizes that’s all she wants to do.
Stop the wraiths. Break the rules. Save the world. All in a day’s work.

Normal was overrated, anyway.

Praise for Darkside Sun:

“I would recommend this book to anyone who loves Jennifer Armentrout. It definitely reminded me of her books (great characters, humor, amazing sexual tension). She is one of my favorite authors so that is about the highest compliment I can give. Just read it!”

“Overall, Darkside Sun is a paranormal NA story with an original premise, an excellent writing style, a fast and constant rhythm, great characters and a lot of adrenaline. Just so you know, I can’t wait to read book two.”

Intrigued yet? Maybe you’d like to check out an excerpt? Click here to read chapter one.

If you’d like to pick up a copy, check out your favorite retailer at the links below, and thank you from the four corners of my heart for stopping by to help me celebrate today.

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Darkside Sun Revealed #mortalmachine #coverlove

I think I’m the luckiest girl in the world. Two cover reveals in as many days. My absolute FAVORITE part of the writing process.

Darkside Sun was super fun and easy to write, and was the hardest and most nerve wracking edit I’ve ever had to tackle. I can hardly believe it’s almost time to let it go out into the world, all grown up, ready to shine.

Here is the face of Darkside Sun and a few more deets about what you’ll find between the covers.

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Release Date:  March 11, 2014

Publisher:  Entangled Publishing – Embrace Imprint

Genre: New Adult, PNR, Sci-Fi, Humor

Addison Beckett tries hard to pretend she’s normal, but she’s far from it. Since she was six years old, she’s seen the world around her unraveling, as if someone is pulling a thread from a sweater and it’s all slowly coming undone. When she ignores it, it goes away, so that’s what she does. 

Enter her arrogant-but-hot professor Asher Green. He knows all about her special brand of crazy. In fact, he might be just as nuts as she is. Asher insists that the dead from a parallel dimension are trying to possess the living in this one. And since Addison seems to be the only one who can see these “wraiths,” she just might be the key to saving the world. 

Addison wants nothing to do with Asher or his secret society, The Mortal Machine. But as their animosity grows, she finds it harder and harder to ignore the chemistry between them. And when she discovers that Machine laws forbid her from touching him, she realizes that’s all she wants to do. 

Stop the wraiths. Break the rules. Save the world. All in a day’s work.

Normal was overrated, anyway.

Darkside Sun (Mortal Machine, #1)

I’ll have more exciting news to share as we get closer to release day, with links and articles and stops I’ll be visiting for my virtual book tour. Thanks for stopping by to check out my pretty. Happy Tuesday!

Stone Cold finally has a cover! #coverlove #ironhilljinn

I knew the moment I started writing Stone Cold that I wanted Isaac on the cover. I also knew that would be a tall order, since most pictures of men in kilts are either either old as dirt or wearing that silly pom-pom hat, which doesn’t lend well to a sexy image.

Enter my good friend, Terri Rochenski, who sent me a link to THE picture I’d been looking all over hell’s half acre for. Sexy, muscular, and in a kilt. And so, Stone Cold, and Isaac, finally have a face.

Without further ado, I present to you, the lovely Isaac in his glory.

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Lou Hudson makes a deal with the Isaac to save the Ironhill jinn from execution…and lands on the front line of a war between the vampire and his sire.

Daddy Dearest intends to have Lou for himself to spite Isaac and begins meddling in every corner of her life.  Her reputation shatters when people die, her monster-whispering skills shelved by public outcry and vampire politics.

When forced to confront their enemy, she isn’t prepared for the depth of Isaac’s plotting—or her increasing attraction to him—and to end their latest crisis will only cost Lou a piece of her soul.

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So, what do you think? Yummy, right? I think so. You only have to wait until April to find out what Isaac does between the sheets. I mean the covers. Of the book. Yep, that’s totally what I meant. :)

Provoking the Professor #tuesdayteaser #nalit

Happy Tuesday!

Are you staring out your window at a winter wonderland like me?  Love it.  How about another teaser from Darkside Sun to go with your morning coffee?

This is from chapter 2 after Addison arrives late to Professor Green’s lecture and her daily trouble begins:

“I’ve changed my mind,” Professor Green said at last in the tone of Thor about to unleash lightning on us.  Dark, dangerous, and, I had to admit, frighteningly sexy if you liked a little danger in the bedroom.  He’d be like riding a wild, prehistoric beast.  If you could catch him, had the nerve to climb on, and he didn’t tear your face off right away, the ride would be exhilarating, leaving you winded and flushed and hotter than Mount St. Helens’ guts. 

If it hadn’t been for the voice and his blatant arrogance, he’d have been just a preppy and anally retentive nerd-type.  Okay, so the hair was pretty good, too.  And the body.  I wondered what he’d look like without that Oxford on.  Um…what?  I righted myself, remembering he was about to give me a public thrashing of some sort and I shouldn’t be daydreaming about my professor.

I wanted to ask him what he’d changed his mind about, but nobody rushed the man.  He marched to the beat of his own death-march drum.  Two minutes went by.  Three.  God, why didn’t he get it over with?

Poor Addison.  She does have a habit of getting her self into some serious pickles, and it will only go downhill from here.  I’m so mean!  :)  Have a lovely week, everyone. 

Darkside Sun #tuesdayteaser #nalit

Sheesh, it’s been so long since I’ve posted I had to relearn my own blog!  *slaps myself on the wrist*  The editing gods have been whipping me senseless this month with two separate releases coming this spring, but I promise to do better now that the bulk of the work is done.

I wanted to start sharing a few teasers of my upcoming Entangled Embrace release, Darkside Sun, coming in February. We’ve been editing furiously to get it polished, and I am so happy with how it’s shaping up.

This excerpt is from Chapter 3, right after Addison humiliates herself during Professor Green’s lecture, and has been ordered to his office.

I tried not to notice how those dress pants hugged his firm behind, but my gaze kept zeroing in there like his ass had its own gravity. 

Shaking off my idiocy, I padded along behind him, feeling too under-dressed to be going to his office.  I imagined an immaculate space arranged just so, complete with a golden throne or a sacrificial altar.  Or a torture chamber.  What did one wear to a torture chamber?  If said chamber belonged to him, a dress or suit at the very least.  And polished nails.  And high heels, not dirty hiking boots.  Not that I did heels or dresses, but I almost wished I’d dressed better today.  Perhaps worn my Sunday-best plaid.

My pulse ricocheted around my body when he stopped by an oak door that said “Professor of Anthropology” and opened it.  What did he want, anyway?  Publicly humiliating me wasn’t enough—he had to give me a private thrashing, too?

Poor Addison.  If she only knew just how deep in it she is.  You’ll only have to wait a few more months to find out!  *grins*

Under the Flowerpot – Part 3 #shortstory

Happy Friday everyone!

I have a couple of other posts to do next week, so I thought I’d post part 3 of the story for you today.  Enjoy!

CONTINUED…

Fairy Garden2Afraid to move, McKenna remained motionless with her eyes closed, gasping with sudden exhaustion and the adrenaline crashing around her body.

Sounds of fluttering wings beat against her skin, as though her entire body registered the noise, especially her legs.  Vibrations traveled the length of them, giving her a sense of direction where the sound originated—directly in front of her.  Trembling under the strange sensations, she couldn’t make herself look to see if an angel had come to claim her, or Lucifer himself.

“After your father’s stories of you, it doesn’t surprise me your Shyll form is that of a dragonfly,” the stranger said, his voice a comfort in chaos of her mind.

Shyll?  What did he mean about a dragonfly? 

“He loved to wonder what you’d become, McKenna.”  The man padded nearer.  “Please don’t be afraid.  You’re safe here.”

Curiosity forced one of her eyes open a slit.  A striking man stood before her with wind-tousled blond hair, eyes like summer night skies filled with twinkling stars.  He wore nothing but a bit of black cloth wrapped around his narrow hips.  His pale hand, decorated with gray splotches up to his shoulder, extended toward her.

Beyond him, the greenhouse and everything in it had grown to gigantic proportions.  Either that or she’d…shrunk?

When she opened her mouth to launch a scream, nothing happened.  McKenna tried to lift her hand to her throat, but she found a spindly black leg where her arm should have been.  Something moved against her back.  A twist of her head—farther than it should have been able to move—revealed a set of paper-thin wings with veins of silver running through them.  Another set protruded from her other side.  Terror ripped through her with crippling force.  She thrashed and tried to run, but her legs, all six of them, didn’t work the way she remembered, and piles of fabric on the floor impeded her progress. 

“Whoa.”  The man’s hands folded her wings back and held her against the floor with his weight.  “It’s unnerving the first time, I forget sometimes.  Just relax and think about your true form.  Concentrate, and you’ll shift back.” 

Shift back?  What do you mean?  The words rattled around in her head but found no exit.  His touch and calming words helped her to do as he said.  McKenna imagined her reflection in the mirror that morning, her stormy gray eyes, her shoulder-length auburn hair.  A splitting sound came with a few pops as her body contracted and pulsed, but no pain came along with it, just pressure.  Her skin grew tight until it fit her properly again.

Whimpers fell from her lips as she raised her shaking hands to look at them, uttering a gasp of relief that her fingers had returned. 

“That’s better.”  The man crouched beside her, wearing a bright smile.  “I’m Kendu.”

McKenna tore her stare from the odd gray markings all over Kendu’s body to look at his face.  “What are you?  What happened to me?”  She scrambled to her feet and discovered the material on the floor was her clothes.  With her new size, she could have fit into the pocket of her capris.  “I’m still small!”  Her voice rose to a shriek, and her hands attempted to cover her nudity.

“There are things you must see before I explain everything.  Put this on.”  Kendu tossed a few strips of fabric to her like the one he wore, while averting his eyes. 

After struggling to wrap the material and tie the ends so it would stay on, McKenna stared at Kendu.  “I’m dead, aren’t I?  I hit my head, and I died.”

“No, you’re not dead.”  His eyes shimmered with a touch of humor before turning serious again.  “The artifact is designed to breech the skin of a new owner.  By mixing your blood with our soil, you’ve become our new guardian.”  Kendu’s smile appeared a little sad but none the less warming.  “Please let me take you to the village, and I’ll explain everything.”

“Guardian?”  McKenna slid fingers into her hair.  “Is that what my dad was?  You’re the ‘them’ he was talking about in the note.”

Kendu nodded.  “The very best we’ve ever had, and yes, he spoke of us.  We miss him terribly.”

Tension sang through her body.  “So…you’ll tell me why I had wings, and what happened with my dad, if I go with you?”  She didn’t know whether to run screaming, or to jump for joy that maybe Dad hadn’t been off his rocker.  “And then you’ll put me back to normal size?”

“Anything you want to know.  Once you see the village, I’ll tell you how to return to normal.”

McKenna blew out a breath as if she’d been holding it all her life.  “Okay.”

“I’m going to shift, so don’t be afraid.”

Her eyes widened as Kendu dropped to his hands and knees, and the skin along his back opened.  He never made a sound as giant gray wings with blue eye-like spots unfolded from either side of his spine just under his shoulder blades.  The rest of him contracted into an oblong, furry moth body with two antennae protruding from his head.  When he spread his wings, McKenna backed up a step, never having seen such a large insect. 

Kendu edged closer to her and flattened his wings, like a horse waiting for his mount.  She scanned the area for any witnesses to her acid trip, before climbing onto the moth and gripping a handful of the course hairs that covered him.

With her nose pressed into Kendu’s warm, fuzzy back, McKenna inhaled his clover-fresh scent while his wings beat against the air, carrying them up to the third shelf of plants that had seemed miles away from the ground to her smaller eyes.

 When he landed, she climbed off and stared at what looked like a dirt road winding down the center of the containers.  Overhanging foliage gave it the appearance of a shady path through a lush countryside, each leaf moving independently as if individual minds controlled them.  Every flowerpot had at least one doorway and two windows, and some had more that looked like they would open to a second story.  Some of the pots sported dots or stripes, some had hand-painted tulips and daisies, and some were plain ceramic in various shades.

Did Kendu and his people live in the flowers?

Kendu grunted as he changed back, and then wrapped his cloth around himself again.  McKenna hadn’t noticed where he’d stashed it during the flight, and she didn’t ask. 

“Welcome to Shyllandra,” Kendu said from behind her.  “Beautiful, isn’t it?”

Screwed up eight ways from Sunday, something out of Alice in Wonderland that had stolen her dad from her, but she supposed it was beautiful if she could get past all of that.  Without turning to look at Kendu, she said, “I don’t understand any of this.  You’re a moth.  My blood dripped onto your magic dirt, and…are you saying I turned into a dragonfly?”

“We’re shape-shifters that predate any the human legends cover.  We were born with the earth itself, though we never needed a guardian until the humans began destroying our safe havens to build their parking lots and high towers.  One of my ancestors developed a way to alter a human so they could be part of our world and understand who we are.  Your form happens to be a dragonfly.  Your father was a grasshopper.  Normally we’d never recruit someone with a family, but we were desperate after our last home was destroyed.  The seeds your father planted are the last we have, and once they’re gone….”  Kendu rounded McKenna and stared down at her with shadows swirling in the depths of his eyes.  “I’m so sorry we took him from you.  He talked of you oft—”

“Save it.”  McKenna strode down the road, trying to outrun a lifetime of hurt.  “This is all ridiculous.  If he thought so highly of me, he wouldn’t have spent all his time with a bunch of freak bug shifters who live in flowerpots.  Why didn’t he just tell me?”

Kendu’s feet pounded the dirt until he caught up, and then kept pace beside her.  “It’s forbidden for a guardian to reveal us to anyone, a rule put in place when one of our original guardians tried to sell us to a circus.  Even if they choose to, it’s physically impossible.  I know your father tried.”

“Isn’t that convenient.”  She uttered a low groan and walked faster.  “Just show me whatever you need to so I can get back to my life.”

{Winner} Lila Gray Trilogy

My Rise of the Magi book tour has finally come to a close.  I had so much fun visiting the blogs of generous people willing to put up with me for a day or two. 

Before I get to the lucky winner of my prize, a signed set of paperbacks, I’d like to thank those who helped me spread the Lila-love around.

You are all awesome!!!!

Julie Reece

Katherine Skye

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L. S. Murphy

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Jennifer M. Eaton

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J.C. Martin

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Aimee Laine

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Dark Obsession Chronicles

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And now for the drum roll please…

And the winner of the signed copies of the Lila Gray trilogy is:

Konstanz Silverbow

Congratulations!  I’ll be in touch soon to arrange shipment of your prize.

{Release Day} Rise of the Magi #giveaway

Rise of the Magi

It’s finally here!  Rise of the Magi, the final installment of Lila’s story, is now on virtual shelves everywhere.  I hope you love it as much as I do.

Today kicks off my month-long blog tour.  To see all of the amazing folks who are participating, please click my tour button above.

First, Lila faced the Glass Man, the egocentric king of the fae who had been hunting her since she was thirteen.

Second, Lila dealt with the Shadowborn and the near-loss of Liam.

Now she’s about to discover her entire purpose, why she lived the horrors she did, like losing her entire family and what the prophecy about her is really about.

Here’s the deets on the book, and at the bottom, check out the giveaway.

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In a battle of wills, who is strongest? The one who hates or the one who loves?

In a test of faith, who will fight the hardest? The one who has everything to lose or the one who believes only in herself?

For Lila Gray, the answer is both. For the Magi, the questions are pointless since they can’t lose, and they’ve been waiting since before Lila’s birth for this one moment. Lila only needs to find them to understand her entire purpose in life. This time, though, instead of protecting her people, Lila may be leading them all, including her unborn child and the man she loves, to their deaths — and not by accident.

In the ultimate trial of heart and soul, and the conclusion to the Lila Gray series, Lila will learn that the greatest weapon of war is herself, with one ultimate unknown. For which side will she fight?

Series:  Lila Gray, book #3

Genre:  Urban Fantasy

Publisher:  J. Taylor Publishing

Keywords:  fae, faeries, elves, selkies, fantasy, urban fantasy, romance, romantic, dryads, paranormal.

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What can you win?  Only the entire set of Lila Gray paperbacks.  Signed.  Neat, right?

What do you have to do?  Simply click on the rafflecopter link below and follow the instructions on the page.

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Thanks for stopping by to help me celebrate this epic day where Lila and Liam’s story is finally all told.  Here are some links if you would like to pick up a copy.

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Crossing Hathaway #sixsunday #giveaway

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Hey, it’s been a while since I joined in the Six Sunday fun.  Click the link above for the rest of the participants and make sure to drop them a note to let them know you stopped by.

I thought I’d share my six this week from my contemporary romance, Crossing Hathaway, that released with Liquid Silver Books back in the summer.

From those who leave a comment, I’ll select one person who will receive a free e-book copy and post the winner on my blog next Wednesday.  Good luck and enjoy!

This scene is from chapter 1 of the book.  Mr. Hathaway has sent Eva out into the pouring rain to get him coffee, a degrading thing for a proud IT chick to have to do.  :)

I pulled Satan’s cell from my damp pocket and bent forward to keep the rain off. The text on the screen filled me with an urge to hurl the phone through the window into the bakery:  I want my order today, Miss Russell, and it had better be hot when you return.

“You pompous, simple-minded, dick-for-brains!”

The red-haired woman in front of me whirled around and scowled at me, her umbrella hoisted high above her head. Little rivers rolled off the side of it right onto my head. Nice.

Poor Eva.  He didn’t even get her name right in the text.  If you’d like to know how it all turns out, check out the book (click on the cover below), or stop by next week for another juicy morsel.  Don’t forget to leave me a note for a chance to win a copy!

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