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Smash Into You By Shelly Crane Release Date TBA Blurb
Jude has spent the whole twenty one years of his life
running. From what, he wasn't quite sure. His mother tried to keep him safe; a
low profile, a constant move on the horizon, a week's pay always stashed away.
She tried to instill in him that he was special somehow, though would never
elaborate. He never felt different. He was so completely normal and vanilla
that he wondered if it had all been in her head. But then she was murdered and
all he saw was a running silhouette of a man as his mother said three final
words to him. Three words that changed his whole being.
semi-settled into a big town. The college is huge and easy to blend into. It's
been three months since he had to move because 'Biloxi', as he calls the man
who killed his mother, found him once more.
an eighteen year old girl who is as infuriating as she is blissfully ignorant
of her gorgeousness, smashes into his car with hers. Then smashes into his life
as he realizes that whatever it is he has that Biloxi wants, she has it, too.
And now, they're after them both.
now, as I stared out into the dark rain to see a POS car sideways in the road,
I knew the world hated me, had to, because someone had just smashed her car
into my truck.
I got out and braced myself. It wasn't
easy to pay cash for new cars every time I needed to skip town. It was hard
living when you couldn't be who you really were. Finding people to pay you
under the table was almost impossible these days.
I groaned and glared at the beauty
standing at the end of my truck. "Look at that!"
"I'm so sorry," she began. I
could tell she really was, but I was beyond pissed. "I'll call my
insurance company right now."
That stopped me. "No!" I
shouted and she jolted at the verbal assault. "No insurance."
"Well," she pondered,
"what do you mean? I have good insurance."
"But I don't."
She turned her head a bit in thought
and then her mouth fell open as she realized what I was saying. "You don’t
have any insurance, do you?"
"No," I answered. "Look.
Whatever, we'll just call this even-steven, because you did hit me."
"Even-steven my butt!" she
yelled and scurried to jump in front of me, blocking my way.
"And what a cute butt it is."
Even through the noise of water hitting
metal, I heard her intake of breath. The rain pelted us in the dark. I hoped no
one came around the corner. It would be hard for them to see us here in the
middle of the road. She might get hurt. Then I wondered why I cared.
"Look, buddy," she replied
and crossed her arms. It drew my eyes to her shirt. My eyes bulged 'cause that
shirt…well, it was see-through now. She caught on and jerked her crossed arms
higher. "How dare you! You're on a roll in the jerkface department, you
"My specialty," I said and
saluted as I climbed in my truck. "Get your pretty butt in your car and
let's pretend this never happened, shall we?"
Because if cops and insurance were
brought into this, I'd be on the run sooner than I thought.
She huffed. "Excuse me-"
"Darling. Car. Now." She
glared. "Like right now."
She threw her hands up in the air and
yelled, "I knew chivalry was dead!" before climbing in her car and
driving away. She didn't know it, but I was being as chivalrous as they come. I
made sure she got out of the rain and back into her car, even though she didn't
like the way I did it, and I got her as far away from me as I could.
In my book, I deserved a freaking medal
for being so chivalrous. Because people that stuck with me didn't live long.
Just ask my mom.
Oh, wait, you can't. She died long,
long years ago saving my life. I refused to bring anyone onto this sinking ship
with me. If it finally did go down, I was going down alone.
Hades is hell-bent on taking over the world, but in order to
do so, he has to remove his nemesis, Gaia from power.But one thing stands in the way and she goes
by the name of Selene.
Cue Damien, son of Hades and Persephone.He happens to be in love with Selene, and
will stop at nothing to make sure that she is safe even though their love is
forbidden.Furious with his son’s
treachery, Hades tricks Damien into killing the only woman that he has ever
loved.He does so by telling Damien that
he will spend the rest of his eternal life in the Fields of Asphodel if he does
not prove his loyalty.Torn between his
un-beating heart and his family, Damien does the only thing a true demon prince
knows how: killing those closest to him.
Will Damien follow through with his father’s evil scheme?Or will he be banished to the Fields of
Asphodel for his treachery?
Ann Masarik is a Young Adult author and writer, indie publisher, and youth
advocate. She writes Young Adult fantasy and urban fantasy novels that are
mostly about forbidden romance and have some sort of magical creatures in them.
Her debut novel, The World Among Us: Prince of Darkness was first published
with Otherworld Publications. Unfortunately, OWP closed on December 31, 2012,
and the book is no longer available. However, she has signed with Hydra
Publications, and it will be released sometime in 2013.You can visit her author website at
www.bethannmasarik.com and the series website at www.theworldamongussaga.com for more
details on my publishing adventures.
As a youth advocate, she, along with her new husband, is one
of the adult coordinators of the Our Lady of Fatima youth group that is
supported by the current pastor and the parents of the kids in the group.
In addition to writing, she also publishes a bi-monthly
e-zine called Literary Lunes Magazine. It is offered as a free black and white
e-copy and also offers a low-cost full colored paperback copy of each
issue.For more information, please
visit the magazine website at www.literarylunespublications.com
Blurb: The night Chance Duncan drunkenly kissed me on his couch, I
vowed my revenge. I finally had something over his head,
something that would bring him to his knees. It only served him
right. He bullied me for years and turned me into this messed up person I
am now. Though I didn’t know at the time he wasn’t that
mean little boy anymore. He was almost a man and easily stole my
breath away. I just wanted to make him fall in love with me, then
break his heart into a million pieces. Just the way mine was. Instead
he put the pieces back together and I started to feel whole again. Good things never last. He did what I was
supposed to do. Broke my already fragile heart all over again. Betrayed
and alone I fled my home town and started a new life where I wasn’t
in the shadow of what I did. Now he is back and trying to worm his way into
my heart, again. Though he will never know it will always belong to him.
He hurt me and I want nothing to do with him. Life has other plans.
Doesn’t it always? He doesn’t know though. Doesn’t know what I’m
hiding or who I’m hiding from. I never thought I would see Chance again
and I’m afraid that he’ll get hurt getting mixed up in my mess.
Though he is right in the middle of it, without even knowing it. I have to
find a way for us to get out, before somebody dies. My name is Norma Jean and this isn’t a
*This title is a new adult novel and not for
those under 18 for sexual content and subject matter.*
Amanda lives in southern Arkansas with
her husband and young child. She enjoys reading, writing, and drinking tons
of Dr. Pepper. You can find her sitting on the couch with
either her head in a book or typing on her laptop.
Amanda is the author of This
Beautiful Thing, Fire In Her Eyes, Angel
Cuffs, and Norma Jean. Wrong Kind of Love will be released
a child, what did you want to do when you grew up?
wanted to be a writer. I have always wanted to be a writer and its amazing to
get to live that dream.
Q)What inspired you to write your first book?
A) Little things. I listened to stories from
family members and friends, and slowly but surely my first book went from one
little thought to an entire novel.
Q)Where do you get your information or ideas for your books?
A)Research is any authors best friend. It pays to be correct when it comes
to that kind of thing. I have even come to say Google is my best friend.
Q)What was one of the most surprising things you learned in creating any
of your books?
A)That anyone actually likes my books. When I released my first novel I
thought for sure one or two people would buy it and that would be that. It
surprised the heck out of me when that book made it on the top 100 on Amazon
and B&N, and stayed there for weeks. I was humbled and over joyed by the
Q)What would you say is your
interesting writing quirk?
have a playlist on my iPod that I make beforehand for each book. Most authors
do but if I stop writing for a minute or finish a chapter, when I come back I
can’t start where I left off on the playlist. I have to start the shuffle over
there a message in your novel/novels that you want readers to grasp?
try and put real life situations into my books. I want people to understand
that life isn’t all butterflies and rainbows. Life is real and it can suck. But
I also want people to understand that love can make it through anything.
Q)What books have most influenced your
A)Anything by Abbi Glines. I am a huge fan and to see how she went from a
little old indie to a huge published super star. I also love Misty Provencher.
Her book Hale Maree really put a fire under my bum to get my stuff together.
Q)If you had to do it all over again,
would you change anything in any of your books?
I would not. They came to me the way they are. Yeah I might not like some of
the things that go on, but that’s one of those things you have to live with. My
characters have minds of their own and like real people they do things I don’t
like. I feel as if it would change the entire book if I went in and change
anything. That leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
Q)Do you recall how your interest in
fifth grade teacher read the first Harry Potter book to us in class. I remember
the looks on the other students faces and how entranced they were. I wanted to
do that. Make people fall in love with a book.
Q)What was the hardest part of writing
child. I didn’t have a desk at the time and she would run up and press the
delete key or turn my computer off and I would lose half of my story. She is a
handful and I’m glad that I have a place to go now to write.
Q)Do you have anything specific that
you want to say to your readers?
A)Don’t go into any of my books and expect the story to be full of
sunshine and roses. Yeah there will always be a happy ending but what comes
between the beginning and end is ugly and its real.
Q)What were the challenges (research, literary, psychological, and
logistical) in bringing your characters to life?
A)Names for one. Its hard to find names that no one else has used or will
be using in a best seller. I want my characters to stand out with their names
so people can remember them. It was also hard to write like I was male. I like
most women don’t know what goes on in the male brain. That’s when I started
asking my husband and male friends what they would do or say in some of the
Q)What are you working on now?
writing the second book in my Young Love series, Wrong Kind of Love. This
Beautiful Thing was my first novel and since the new book is about characters
from it, I have lots of people waiting on me to finish.
is your favourite hero/heroine/character from your own books? What about of all
A)Norma Jean, no doubt. She is the most like me and she has gone through
some of the same things I have. Plus she was super fun to write. Of all time
would have to be Jericho Barrons from Karen Marie Monings fever series. He was
so out of the norm for me and I couldn’t help but to fall madly in love with
you could have take one of your book boyfriends out on a date in the real
world, who would it be & where would you go?
A)Oscar Maree from Misty Provencher’s Hale Maree. He is the bees knees and
I wouldn’t mind going up to his cabin by the lake. wink
Tell me the first word that comes to mind
when you think of the following;
Blurb: Abbii had been afraid of the dark
for four long years. She hated the eerie silence that filled the night.
She would often try to forget by closing
her eyes at night, but she would always be met by dreams of Shadows that would
attack her, dragging her into the Darkness. Most nights, she would simply lie
there with her bedding wrapped tightly around her, staring at the light coming
in through her window, hoping that she would drift off into a dreamless sleep.
Ever since that day four years ago, the
dark had frightened her; she had thought it would be a curse throughout the whole
of her life, but something changed when she met him.
The dark seemed to lose its power and
the moon’s light brightened.
Her dreams didn’t stop; nightmares still
stole her sleep, but there was always a figure of Light that would save her and
allow her to wake.
He said the same thing every night in
her dreams. Keep fighting, Abbii.
She thought that he was part of her
imagination, someone that she had created to save her, until she met him and
was drawn into his bright hazel eyes.
His name was Nate.
Excerpt:Nate signalled for her to move forward, watching as she did after a brief hesitation. She stopped several strides in front of him and waited for him to speak. “How many windows are there?”
Not really understanding the relevance of counting windows, Abbii turned to count them.
Startled by Nate’s outburst, she glared at him, more out of shock than malice.
“Without turning.” He watched as confusion took over her face. “Close your eyes and focus on the energy of the sunlight beaming through the glass.”
Abbii shuffled in her place, not really understanding, but when Nate smiled, she did as she was asked. She closed her eyes, immediately feeling self conscious that Nate’s gaze was focused onto her.
“Clear your mind of everything else. Think of somewhere you feel calm.”
Keeping her eyes closed, Abbii took in Nate’s statement. She felt her heartbeat increase and her breath seemed shallow, but as she relaxed her shoulders, the rest of her body seemed to follow. She listened to the faint breeze that circled through the large space, hearing leaves pitter-pattering against the wooden floor.
“Anywhere you feel calm.”
Although her mind was full of questions and worries and a fear that she would lose herself, Abbii found that an image began to form in her head. Bursts of blue and silver light soothed her, and once the image had focused, she realised why. She could see the lake at The Everglades, with the moon reflected clearly upon its surface. The stars were shining brightly, and the air was still. The feeling of calm which enveloped her felt uplifting.
“Now keep that feeling inside of you and focus onto the light of the sun.”
Not at all distracted by Nate’s words, Abbii kept hold of the calmness inside of her and expanded her mind in some way, feeling the energy of the sunlight. She could feel its warmth and the way it passed through the glass of the bay windows. The years of dirt and dust made no difference; the power of the sunlight beamed through it without faltering.
“How many are there, Abbii?”
Realising that she could sense several different areas of the sunlight’s energy, Abbii realised that each one represented one of the windows.
There are eight.
was born in England in the West Midlands in 1991 where I am still currently living,
growing up alongside one younger and three older brothers.
writing was an interest that I began to develop from the first years of
secondary school, and on my thirteenth birthday, I began to plan and
design the idea to write a fantasy novel. I finished secondary school
with high GCSE's and then went on into further education to study English and
all aspects of art and design. After six years of writing, planning and overall
editing of the book, it was successfully completed, containing over 82,000
words, and self published in the first week of 2011.
expectations in myself, I immediately began to write a second novel in the
series, while keeping my art and design a part of the process. The achievement
of completing the first novel 'Purest Light,' allowed the ideas of the second
to flow much easier and it was completed by early 2012. As I was writing the
third and final book, New Beginnings, at the same time, the series was finished
by its publication in 2013.
is now a part of my everyday and I have started on my newest project, The Star,
which is also planned to be the first of three. Only time will tell.