Friday, January 18, 2019

BLOG TOUR: The Scythian Trials by Elizabeth Isaacs

Welcome to the Official Blog Tour + Giveaway for Elizabeth Isaacs' The Scythian Trials!!! Today, on tour stop, we have an exclusive excerpt and book trailer to share! Check it out and grab your copy now! Follow the tour, HERE!

Science Fiction/Fantasy Romance
Publish Date:
October 23, 2018
Vesuvian Books

Descendants of the Amazons, the Scythians work alongside prominent governments but answer to no one. Warriors living on the fringe of civilization, they live by one credo: Strength through Equality. Power through Knowledge.

Nya Thalestris is the brightest Scythian of her generation. Strong, capable, ruthless, she is sure to earn a spot in the Trials, a time-honored mating ritual responsible for the evolution of her species. 

Abducted by their sworn enemy, the Drahzda, Nya is forever altered and spirals out of control. The Society sends in Jax Nickius. Infamous psychologist and one of the most brutal warriors of their kind, he discovers triggers planted in Nya’s mind. As Nya solidifies her spot in the Trials, Jax develops a plan to help—while pursuing her as a mate. But, Nya’s attraction to Jax is at war with her instinct to never let anyone get too close.

During the Trials, Nya’s repressed memories surface, revealing a new enemy—one from inside the consulate walls—and a traitorous alliance on the horizon that could irrevocably change the course of history.

Since before the Bronze Age, the Society has managed to safeguard humanity from itself … until now.


A hawk screeched overhead, and Jax slowed, finally stopping at a small stream. Sunlight filtered through the fir trees, streaking across the forest like shards of hope, and Nya unzipped her hoodie and took the cub from her jacket.
“You remember this place?” he asked.
She nodded. “You brought me here after I needed some alone time.”
Jax smiled. “If by ‘alone time’ you mean after you went missing and I was called back from a mission to find you, then yes, this is the place.”
Nya bent down and swirled her fingers in the clear, icy water. “I wasn’t missing. And I still think it’s pretty sad the other instructors couldn’t track a twenty-year-old a few miles away.”
“It wasn’t their responsibility.”
“It wasn’t yours either.”
His eyes locked on her. “Yes, Vtachi. It was.”

Copyright © 2018 by Elizabeth Isaacs



"... Fun and sensual fantasy [with] magnetic characters." ―Publishers Weekly

"The Scythian Trials crackles with life, hums with heart, and pounds with action for one hell of a read." ―San Francisco Book Review

"If you loved the Hunger Games and Divergent and just all around kicka$$ characters with an amazing storyline then you will love this." ―Books With Jess


**About the Author**
Photo Content from Vesuvian Books
Elizabeth Isaacs is an author and teacher who began her career as a national presenter for Resource Profiles, where she developed teacher seminars designed to foster creative brain stimulation. Moving into formal education, she helped at-risk students improve their writing skills as well as created and implemented a creative writing/blogging program that centered on teaching the 21st-century learner. Works stemming from this initiative were published online and seen in over 40 countries.

Elizabeth receives invitations to speak nationwide at schools and book clubs about Young Adult (YA) content and writing. She co-founded the popular book site,, which reaches thousands of people throughout the world. The writer support and reader interest group promotes and interacts with followers on Goodreads, Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr and various other blog sites. Elizabeth has a Master’s degree from Austin Peay State University, where she was trained in classical opera. She graduated Magna Cum Laude and was a member of the Phi Beta Kappa Honor Society.

Her debut Fantasy title, The Light of Asteria, received Honorable Mention at the New York Book Festival.

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BLOG TOUR: Analiese Rising by Brenda Drake

Welcome to the Official Blog Tour for Brenda Drake's Analiese Rising, coming from Entangled: Teen! Today, on our tour stop, we have an exclusive excerpt AND a tour-wide giveaway to share!!! Check it out and grab your copy now! Follow the tour, HERE!

Young Adult
Paranormal/Fantasy Romance
Publish Date:
January 8, 2019
Entangled Teen

Half-Blood meets Antigoddess in a thrilling, romantic new series from New York Times bestselling author Brenda Drake.

When a stranger gives Analiese Jordan a list of names before he dies, the last thing she expects to see is her own on it. Not. Cool. Her search for answers leads to the man’s grandson, Marek, who has dangerous secrets of his own. Both are determined to unlock the mystery of the list. 

But the truth is deadly. Analiese is a descendant of the God of Death, known as a Riser, with the power to raise the dead and control them. Finding out she has hidden powers? Cool. Finding out she turns corpses into killers? No, thank you.

Now the trail plants her and Marek in the middle of a war between gods who apparently want to raise an army of the Risen, and Analiese must figure out how to save the world—from herself.


A faint white light flickers and fades.
“Come on, Marek. Quit messing around.”
A smell of sulfur wafts through the air.
The light nears and grows, forming into a body. Into a ghostly-looking man. Anger is set on his almost transparent face. The sockets where eyes should be are dark and empty.
I know his face. A face seemingly hanging loosely off sharp bones. A face I’ve seen in duplicate.
Deceducto, risorto, deceducto.
Isabella Favero’s experiment.
I scramble on my back up the stairs, make it halfway before I lose my footing, and slip back down. Pain sears my back.
“What do you want?” I try to yell, but it comes out more like a croak.
The ghostly figure moans and keeps moving toward me. Several similar lights begin to form behind him, and I want to close my eyes, but I’m not sure that will make them go away.
They move closer.
The others form faces, and there are so many of them. I recognize some of them from their headshots taped in Isabella’s record book.
The moaning grows louder, piercing. A chorus of pain. A chorus of sadness.
A chorus of hatred.
I slowly move back up the stairs, afraid to go fast. There are so many faces. Old and young. Men and women. Bile rises in the back of my throat when I spot a little girl in the mix.
“What do you want?” I’m sobbing, my words are wet, and there’s no air behind them.
The moaning turns to screeching.
“I’m not her,” I shout. “Isabella did this to you.”
They stop at the foot of the stairs. Faces turn up to me, watching me with hollow eyes. Expressionless faces. All their emotions are saved for the hideous moaning. It’s full of pain and anguish. Torture.
I can’t breathe.
Their second deaths flip through my mind, and I can’t stop it. Each the same. They wake up suddenly and look around dazed. I can see the mortuary. Other bodies on tables.
Confusion. Isabella says something, but I can’t understand her. It’s in Italian. She makes notes. Picks up a plastic bag, covers a man’s head with it, and suffocates him.
The lantern dims.
“No. Don’t go out,” I order it. “Please don’t go out.”
It flickers in response.
The images and moaning stop, and the whispers hiss around me.
Riser. Riser. Riser. Riser. Riser. Riser. Ri— I cover my ears.
Scratching noises come from behind the wall on either side of me. No matter how tight I cover my ears, I can still hear the hissing chants of the spirits and the frantic scraping of whatever is on the other side of the walls.
“No! Leave me alone!”
It’s like demons have control of my head. This isn’t real.
Something is making me see these things. Push it away. Stop it.
And the lantern goes a little dimmer.
“Marek!” Where the hell is he?
Something breaks through the wall on my left.
The flame puffs out.


**About the Author**
Brenda Drake grew up the youngest of three children, an Air Force brat, and the continual new kid at school. Her fondest memories growing up is of her eccentric, Irish grandmother's animated tales, which gave her a strong love for storytelling. With kids of all ages populating Brenda's world, it was only fitting that she would choose to write stories with a bend toward the fantastical for both younger readers and the young at heart. And because she married her prince charming, there's always a romance warming the pages.

Her favorite books are The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis, Kings Row by Henry Bellamann, and Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins. When she's not writing, she hosts workshops and contests for writers such as Pitch Wars and Pitch Madness on her blog, and holds Twitter pitch parties on the hashtag, #PitMad. In her free time, Brenda enjoys hanging out with her family, haunting libraries, bookstores, and coffee shops, or just reading someplace quiet and not at all exotic (much to her disappointment).

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Tuesday, January 15, 2019

BLOG TOUR: Sourpuss by Merricat Mulwray

Welcome to the Official Blog Tour for Merricat Mulwray's Sourpuss, a dark comedy! Today, on our tour stop, we have an exclusive excerpt AND tour-wide giveaway to share! So... Check it out and pre-order your copy now! Don't forget to follow the tour, HERE!

New Adult
Contemporary Dark Comedy/Satire
Publish Date:
January 20, 2019

Sourpuss is a blistering satire of the depraved and entitled culture that pervades college campuses. 

Mallory Wahl loathes the campus party scene . . .

She’s sprinting through her senior year obsessed with winning a spot on the US Olympic track team. But she runs straight into a hurdle in the form of fraternity president Graham Patterson, an intern assigned to help her recover from an injury – one she blames on him.

Once Graham’s therapies begin to work, Mallory pretends to fall in love but traps herself in her own scheme and tailspins deep into his debauched world. When a scandal erupts which threatens to shatter her Olympic dreams once and for all, Mallory must finally face the dark truth she’s been running from since freshman year.  

In the style of a ’90s dark comedy flick, Merricat Mulwray’s debut brings an insightful and humorous perspective to the reckless behavior college students perpetually get away with. Mallory, herself a flawed heroine, is backed by a self-serving cast of athletes, party girls, townies, and fraternity brothers so hilariously dark that the book will leave you wondering if anyone ever gets what they deserve


Wesley Rides His Bike
The spring air flowed across Wesley’s body with an unexpected deliciousness. He zipped away from the great Queen Anne on his carbon fiber road bike. It was moments like this he was glad to be born of wealth and privilege. Nothing could stop him from doing exactly as he wanted, not the fact that his body was bruised and beaten or that he was trashed. He had a dope bike that was light and rode itself. Wesley’s lips turned upward as he dodged protesters, neighboring fraternity brothers, and students. In a few short moments, he would destroy his illegitimate brother’s plans, save Graham from turning himself into a patsy, return harmony back to the campus, and say goodbye to the guilt that fueled his mission. Wesley to the rescue!
He increased his speed and released his hands from the handlebars. After he saved the day, he would be free, and James would be incarcerated. Soon the whole world would know the truth about James Furrow, the none. When Wesley opened his eyes, he was soaring. He caught air down the steep hill on fraternity row. He was completely airborne. Students on the street watched with cheers and mouths agape as he flew overhead. His front tire smacked onto the pavement. The impact launched Wesley off his seat and directly over the top of his handlebars. Wesley wailed as he flew through the air face first. His arms shot up in protective response over the crown of his head. Wesley’s eyelids snapped closed. All went black and his body landed half inside and half outside of an overgrown bush. Bystanders golf clapped as he barfed on the scale-shaped leaves. When he emerged, covered in burrs, he wiped the blood from his mouth and smiled, revealing the loss of his front tooth.
“My wheelths,” requested Wesley with his new lisp.

Through the small crowd, the bike was returned to him. And with a lift and a few pushes forward, Wesley continued onward.


**About the Authors**
Merricat Mulwray is the collaboration of two sisters. They live in Los Angeles where they hatch plans and develop schemes, sometimes these turn into novels.

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