Rising Tide: Dark Innocence (Maura DeLuca Trilogy) by Claudette Melanson @Bella623 #PNR #YA

The bell rang, and we all moved to take our trays to the dishwasher.  I was trying to imagine whether Caelyn would be happy or not about my intended gift, so I really wasn’t paying much attention to where I was walking, my eyes focused on the half brownie I’d left uneaten in the corner of the tray.  I jerked my head up as I crashed into the back of the boy in front of me.  I watched in horror as my opened, but untouched, milk carton tipped over to soak the back of his dark, blue shirt, from the middle of his back to his waist.  It would be my luck that Wendy was right across from me in the second line.  She doubled over with laughter, dropping her own tray to the ground with a resounding clatter.  Every head in the lunchroom turned in our direction.

My face was so hot I felt like my head might explode.  I wanted to run away…desperately.  But my feet remained frozen to the floor, my face a mask of horror, waiting for the wrath of the human in front of me to rain down on my head.  He turned around slowly, his large, brown eyes full of shock.  I’d seen him around the school.  A senior.  My heart bounced out palpitations of fear.

Despite that, I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful he was.

“Wow…that is cold!”  Not exactly what I was expecting, but he could have said way worse.

“I-I-Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” I stammered.

He smiled…smiled…at me then.  It was one of those smiles that you know the person is putting their whole heart into.  His brown hair fell over his forehead, to one side, in careless bangs, the rest was long, tied into a ponytail that fell halfway down his back.  Before he’d turned around I hadn’t missed that the ends of it were also milksoaked, like his poor shirt.  He had full lips that were the perfect shade of pink, like the inside of a seashell.  They were spread wide in that cherubic smile of his.  Despite my terror, I was instantly smitten.

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Maura's life just can't get any worse...or can it?

Isolated and sheltered by her lonely mother, Maura's never been the best at making friends. Unusually pale with a disease-like aversion to the sun, she seems to drive her classmates away, but why?

Even her own father deserted her, and her mother, before Maura was born. Bizarre physical changes her mother seems hell bent on ignoring, drive Maura to fear for her own life. And her luck just seems to get worse.

Life is about to become even more bewildering when her mother's abrupt...and unexplained...decision to move a country away sets off a chain of events that will change Maura forever. A cruel prank turned deadly, the discovery of love and friendship....and its loss, as well as a web of her own mother's lies, become obstacles in Maura's desperate search for a truth she was never prepared to uncover.

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Genre – YA Paranormal Romance

Rating – PG

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NIGHT'S FAVOUR by Richard Parry @TactualRain #AmReading #Action #Fantasy

“We’ve got the prints back.”  Elliot banished the serenity with practiced ease.

Carlisle looked up from her computer — fucking thing — and gave her partner a stare.  “Prints?  From what?  The meticulously clean van?  Or from inside the bar with the ten thousand other prints?  No — you’ve got good news, I can see it from your face.  Something from the shotgun?”

Elliot’s smirk was almost unholy.  “You work too hard.  Maybe you should just take the rest of the day off.  Shoot some pool.  You’re clearly not made out for the long hours of real police work.”  He had a manila file, CONFIDENTIAL in faded red ink blocked out in capitals on the front.  He tapped on it with a finger.  “Leave this one to us.”

“You’re just sore you lost the bet.”

“I didn’t lose the bet.  It’s just been… deferred.”

“Deferred my ass.”  The murderer had been meticulous enough to stack the bodies in a single location, but had left two things out of place.  One, a body impaled on an elephant — sans head — and two, a severed hand.  The body had printed easily, ex-military records describing a man better off dead.  Sealed file, no name, but the memo from Defence had described an SAS officer deployed into Afghanistan, then dishonourably discharged.  The only thing longer than the crimes against noncombatants was the list of heroic missions.  The memo had politely suggested they contact Ebonlake Associates, a private security contractor known to pay good rates for men with moral flexibility.

It was on her to-do list.

No, the bet was all about the hand.  Elliot thought it had simply been misplaced, that they’d find a matching right hand, or maybe an arm.  Carlisle didn’t think so — the killer was too particular.  Forensics had done a pretty good job of assembling near complete cadavers from the remains, only a few pieces still out of place.  Smart money was on the hand belonging to someone who got away.

So far Carlisle was in the lead.  The hand hadn’t matched any of the bodies.  Sure, it was possible that it was all that remained of someone, but the killer hadn’t seemed to take trophies.  Complete corpses remained, albeit disassembled.  It wasn’t conclusive, but it wasn’t looking good for Elliot.

“Prints from the hand on the sidewalk.  Valentine Everard, works in computers.  Haven’t been able to track down his boss yet.  Everard’s on file — we got him for DUI a couple years back.”  Elliot flipped a page in the file.  “Here it is.  Vehicular homicide.”

“Let me guess.  He’s not turned up at the hospital yet?”  They’d thrown up nothing but dead ends at the ER when they called from the scene, the staff harried and unhelpful.  Yes, they were sure that they’d have noticed someone coming in without a hand.  Of course they’d call if something turned up.

“Nada.”  If anything, the smirk grew wider.  “So why’s a guy missing his left hand not turn up to the ER?”

Carlisle turned off her screen, grabbing her jacket from where it hung in a crumpled mess over the back of her chair.  “The only reason I wouldn’t go to the hospital is if I’d just killed twenty guys.”  One arm through her jacket sleeve, she scrabbled around the clutter on her desk for a notebook.  “What I don’t get is why you’re so happy.  This is only going to prove that I’ve won the bet.”

Elliot nodded.  “I just took your view, opened an office pool.  I might lose to you, but I’m going to win against — so far — five other fine detectives.”

“Even if you lose, you win?”

“Yep.”

Valentine’s an ordinary guy with ordinary problems. His boss is an asshole. He’s an alcoholic. And he’s getting that middle age spread just a bit too early. One night — the one night he can’t remember — changes everything. What happened at the popular downtown bar, The Elephant Blues? Why is Biomne, the largest pharmaceutical company in the world, so interested in him — and the virus he carries? How is he getting stronger, faster, and more fit? And what’s the connection between Valentine and the criminally insane Russian, Volk?

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Rating – R16

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High Maga by Karin Rita Gastreich @EolynChronicles #AmReading #Fantasy #GoodReads

The energy of the forest pulsed at their feet, poised to respond to his bidding.

“There is your magic, Sir Borten,” Eolyn said, “Now here is what you must do. Bring together all the elements you just told me about, the earth beneath you, the air in your lungs, the water in your cup, and the fire in your heart. Imagine all of it coming together into a single brilliant point of light, and when you see that light, repeat these words: Ehekahtu naeom tzefur. Ehukae.”

The night thickened with his effort. After a moment, magic coursed up from the ground through his legs, filling his torso, wrapping around his heart. The strength of the vortex pulled a second current from Eolyn, and her magic tingled as it passed from her hands into his back. He drew a steady breath and exhaled the verse.

Eolyn withdrew.

Borten turned to face her. Steam rose from the water. His expression was incredulous, jubilant.

Eolyn clapped her hands in joy. “You see, Sir Borten? It is not so difficult after—”

Agonized screams ripped through her words. With a frightened cry, Eolyn took off toward the girls. She burst into the adjacent clearing and stopped short at the sight of a beast that swayed on long glowing limbs, a set of gaping pits where the eyes and mouth should have been. In one ebony-clawed hand it held Sirena, her chest torn open from throat to sternum, the shredded bodice black with blood.

Eolyn’s vision blurred. Her heart imploded. She clutched at her ribs, breath reduced to ragged gasps, knees buckling beneath her. Borten caught one arm and hauled her to her feet. Their eyes met.

All your senses open.

The knight released her and approached the monster with sword drawn.

Eolyn forced back the grief that had scattered her thoughts.

All your spirit focused on the task at hand.

Mariel crouched in the shadows, clutching Eolyn’s staff. Tears streamed down the girl’s face. Her shoulders shook like leaves on the wind.

“Mariel.” Eolyn’s voice was calm. “Set down my staff and climb the beech behind you, as quick and high as you can.”

“But Maga Eolyn—”

“Do as I say. If this goes badly, you are not to come down until dawn.”

With a sob the young maga fled up the tree. Eolyn called the staff to her. The water crystal ignited, casting an ivory light over the dwindling fire, illuminating the creature in full. The beast groaned, a needy howl born of insatiable hunger.

Eolyn stepped forward, coming around to Borten’s left.

“Stay behind me,” he ordered.

“Your sword may not be enough,” she replied.

Lands Ravaged. Dreams destroyed. Demons set loose upon the earth.

War strikes at the heart of women’s magic in Moisehén. Eolyn’s fledgling community of magas is destroyed; its members killed, captured or scattered.

Devastated yet undaunted, Eolyn seeks to escape the occupied province and deliver to King Akmael a weapon that might secure their victory. But even a High Maga cannot survive this enemy alone. Aided by the enigmatic Mage Corey, Eolyn battles the darkest forces of the Underworld, only to discover she is a mere path to the magic that most ignites their hunger.

What can stop this tide of terror and vengeance? The answer lies in Eolyn’s forgotten love, and in its power to engender seeds of renewed hope.

HIGH MAGA is the companion novel to EOLYN, also available from Hadley Rille Books.

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Genre – Epic Fantasy

Rating – PG-13

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Jennie Goutet on Promoting Your Book Online @ALadyInFrance #WriteTip #BookMarketing

I think there are two wrong ways you can promote your book online. You can promote it ineffectively, and you can promote it offensively.

Here are some ways to promote it ineffectively:

Pay for advertising in the wrong medium for your genre.

Stick with the same marketing strategy when no sales are coming in.

Be unwilling to give your book away for free.

Have no twitter account, G+ account, website or Facebook page.

Don’t read or share any other author’s work.

Do nothing.

Here is how you can promote your book offensively:

Send complete strangers tweets, private messages and e-mails asking them to review your book.

Tweet about nothing but your book, or quotes from your book. Have your twitter profile be just about the book – the nameless, faceless author who has no other identity.

Don’t thank people who share your work.

Don’t ever return any courtesy reviews or shares (they read and reviewed or shared your book, and you don’t review or share theirs. I know, it’s impossible to return every review/share, but there should be at least some).

The right way to promote your book is to be a whole person. Let people see you, the author behind the book. Write blog posts that talk about what’s going on in your life, even if it’s only once every couple of weeks. Be involved in social media and supportive of fellow authors that are launching a new book, or who are hosting a giveaway to try and strengthen sales and ranks.

Respond to people and be engaged with your audience. Thank people for their reviews (maybe not on Amazon or GoodReads, but if they tweet about it, for instance, you can respond to it). A simple thank you will go a long way in continuing the favorable impression people made of you, as the author, when they read your book.

Good marketing takes a lot of time and research. It helps to have a good social media presence (twitter, FB and a website as a minimum) before you even publish your book, but it’s not too late to develop one after you book is published. The best promotion happens through word of mouth, so if you’re already well-known in the blogging or twitter world, that’s half the battle.

One of the biggest misconceptions bloggers have when they start writing their blog is that people will naturally flock to their brilliance, and the only work they will have to do to gain readers by the thousands is simply write. There are only a handful of those cases. In reality, people read your blog when you start reading and commenting on theirs. People will be willing to go out of their way for a relationship, but most people are too busy to tack on another thing to read unless it adds value (recipes, humor, fitness tips) to their lives.

Publishing is not all that different. It’s very hard for people to take the plunge and buy a book from someone they’ve never heard of and have no connection to. They are more willing to do so if you’re a known entity – through blogging, for instance – and if you’re active in the same online community they frequent.

It’s a lot of work, right? It is. And you thought the battle was actually to finish the book. The good news is that it’s a boulder effect. If you’re willing to put the legwork in at the beginning, the promotion happens naturally and in increasing measure. And you’re not required to push the mammoth boulder of book promotion all by yourself.

At seventeen, Jennie Goutet has a dream that she will one day marry a French man and sets off to Avignon in search of him. Though her dream eludes her, she lives boldly—teaching in Asia, studying in Paris, working and traveling for an advertising firm in New York.

When God calls her, she answers reluctantly, and must first come to grips with depression, crippling loss, and addiction before being restored. Serendipity takes her by the hand as she marries her French husband, works with him in a humanitarian effort in East Africa, before settling down in France and building a family.

Told with honesty and strength, A Lady in France is a brave, heart- stopping story of love, grief, faith, depression, sunshine piercing the gray clouds—and hope that stays in your heart long after it’s finished.

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A Day in the Life of Billi Tiner @TinerBooks #BookClub #Contemporary #Romance

I recently had the good fortune to reach the point in my writing career where I could quit my job and devote my time to writing full-time. Prior to that point, I had a job that kept me on the road a lot. I did all my writing while alone at night in various hotel rooms. I had a vision that once I quit my job, I would spend my time sitting in my home office typing away on my computer writing my next big novel. What I didn’t count on were the many distractions there are that can fill up a day. As a wife and mother, I found myself using the time at home alone to do chores such as housework, grocery shopping, etc. Then, I would look at the clock and see that the kids would be home soon, and I hadn’t done any writing. It took me a while to realize that I was going to need to set up a schedule that included time specifically dedicated to writing. I have settled into a good routine, where I can spend 5-6 hours per day writing four days per week. I have dedicated one day to household chores. This schedule has seemed to work for me. My evenings are filled with family activities. I have a teenage daughter and an elementary school age son. They both keep me hopping with their schedules. I am very grateful that I can now enjoy all their various activities, instead of spending evenings alone on the road. I’m pretty sure my husband is happy about that as well.

As far as what I like to do outside of writing, I am an avid sports fan, especially college football and basketball. I try to watch every Oklahoma State University game that is televised and try to attend at least one game each year. I also enjoy spending time outdoors. I have a large rose garden and several fruit trees in my yard, so during the spring and summer, I spend a large amount of time gardening. I also love walking, and when the weather permits, try to spend at least one hour each day walking.

From the author of “Dogs Aren’t Men” comes “To Love a Cat”, a contemporary romance novel.

Catherine “Cat” James’ life is simple and orderly, and she likes it that way. She loves her job as an accountant. Working with numbers is safe and routine, no surprises. Her childhood had been very abusive and unstable. She vowed not to live that way as an adult. She also made a promise to herself to become a foster parent. She wished someone had been there for her as a teenager, to let her know she wasn’t alone.

Cat agrees to foster Ethan Summers, a troubled teenage boy whose childhood closely resembles her own. Suddenly, her nice and orderly life is filled with chaos and uncertainty. Things really start to spin out of control when circumstances bring police detective Mitch Holt into the picture. He’s handsome, charming, and definitely not what Cat needs right now, or so she thinks.

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Tracy Weber's #Mystery in Seattle @TracyWeberTypes #AmWriting #WriteTip #AmReading

Cozy mysteries like Murder Strikes a Pose are generally set in small towns, but I couldn’t imagine setting my series any place other than Seattle. With its city-meets-nature ambience and diverse community vibe, Seattle is simultaneously laid back, yet socially active; granola-y, yet cosmopolitan. What other city would encourage hundreds of naked bicyclists to lead a major parade every solstice?

Over the course of the Downward Dog Mysteries, Kate and Bella will have adventures in many of my favorite Seattle locations. Below are five don’t-miss spots for Seattle tourists. Be sure to check them out the next time you visit!

Greenlake:

No visit to Seattle would be complete without a walk around the three-mile Greenlake loop. You’ll find dogs and their humans, a variety of wildlife, a few ice cream vendors, and more rollerbladers than you can shake a stick at. Greenlake is my dog Tasha’s favorite squirrel-hunting destination. It will be an important location in my third book, tentatively titled Karma Can Be Killer.

The Burke Gilman Trail:

If you’ve read Murder Strikes a Pose, you might remember a duck-chasing scene in which Kate gets dragged head-first down a steep embankment toward a river. In real life, Tasha dragged me down that very embankment on the Burke Gilman Trail. The actual trail is a hiking and biking Mecca that extends over eighteen miles, but Tasha’s and my favorite spot is right behind this dinosaur in Fremont.

The Seattle Waterfront:

Kate and Bella won’t visit the Seattle waterfront until the third book, when they follow a suspect onto a ferry. The waterfront has amazing restaurants, a peer that encourages you to feed French fries to seagulls, and a curiosity shop with an over 100-year-old mummy. While you’re there, visit Pike Place Market and ride The Great Wheel.

Seattle Center:

Seattle Center is famous for the Space Needle, but that’s not why Tasha and I like it. The center has seventy-four acres of green space with amazing art including Chihuly glass sculptures, singing flowers, and an amazing water fountain timed to music. No trip to Seattle would be complete without visiting this city icon.

Whole Life Yoga:

 

This final stop may not make the tourist maps, but it is arguably the most important location in the Downward Dog Mysteries. Serenity Yoga, Kate’s yoga studio, is loosely based on my own yoga studio, Whole Life Yoga. This one-room yoga studio rests in the heart of Greenwood, an eclectic neighborhood of shops, antique stores, bars, and restaurants. At first glance, the studio seems oddly located; a haven designed to promote inner peace—smack dab in the middle of a block with four bars and a medical marijuana dispensary. But that’s Greenwood—a study in contradictions.

Whether you read Murder Strikes a Pose or not, I truly hope you come visit this one-of-a-kind city. Seattle has been my home for over thirty years, and I can’t imagine a more special place.

What’s your favorite city and why? I’d love to hear from you.

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Tracy Weber is a certified yoga teacher and the founder of Whole Life Yoga, an award-winning yoga studio in Seattle, where she current­ly lives with her husband, Marc, and German shepherd, Tasha. She loves sharing her passion for yoga and animals in any form possible. When she’s not writing, she spends her time teaching yoga, walking Tasha, and sip­ping Blackthorn cider at her favorite ale house. Tracy loves connecting with fans.  Find her on her author web page or on Facebook.

When George and Bella—a homeless alcoholic and his intimidating German shepherd—disturb the peace outside her studio, yoga instructor Kate Davidson’s Zen-like calm is stretched to the breaking point. Kate tries to get rid of them before Bella scares the yoga pants off her students. Instead, the three form an unlikely friendship.

One night Kate finds George’s body behind her studio. The police dismiss his murder as a drug-related street crime, but she knows George wasn’t a dealer. So Kate starts digging into George’s past while also looking for someone to adopt Bella before she’s sent to the big dog park in the sky. With the murderer nipping at her heels, Kate has to work fast or her next Corpse Pose may be for real.

Praise:

"Cozy fans will eagerly await the next installment." —PUBLISHERS WEEKLY

"Murder Strikes a Pose, by Tracy Weber, is a delightful debut novel featuring Kate Davidson, a caring but feist yoga teacher . . . Namaste to Weber and her fresh, new heroine!" —PENNY WARNER,AUTHOR OFHOW TO DINE ON KILLER WINE

"[T]his charming debut mystery . . . pieces together a skillful collage of mystery, yoga, and plenty of dog stories against the unique backdrop of Seattle characters and neighborhoods. The delightful start of a promising new series. I couldn't put it down!" —WAVERLY FITZGERALD, AUTHOR OF DIAL C FOR CHIHUAHUA

"Three woofs for Tracy Weber's first Downward Dog Mystery, Murder STrikes a Pose. Great characters, keep-you-guessing plot, plenty of laughs, and dogs—what more could we want? Ah, yes—the next book!" —SHEILA WEBSTER BONEHAM, AUTHOR OF DROP DEAD ON RECALL

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Rating – PG

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Self-Publishing: An Indie’s Perspective by S.M. McEachern @smmceachern #YA #SciFi #Dystopian

If you own an ereader, odds are you’ll know something about the self-publishing revolution. But what you may not know is why self-publishing is on the rise. I’d like to give my own perception on why so many authors are choosing to be independent.

I’ll be completely honest; I’ve never been with a traditional publisher. I only wrote one query letter to an agent before self-publishing. That might seem a little hasty, but a Google search revealed that an unknown author writes, on average, about 65 queries before landing an agent. And for anyone who hasn’t written a query letter, let me say that writing one was more stressful than writing an entire book. Literary agents are the gatekeepers of the publishing domain and they have strict instructions from publishers as to whom they are allowed to let in. Publishers determine what readers want and since agents are selling to the publishers, they need to satisfy the publishers’ wants. Literary agents receive hundreds of queries per day and in order to filter them, most agents blog about how to write a tailor-made query that just might get you noticed. When I wrote my query, I researched the agent, what they wanted in a query, wrote and rewrote the letter and proofread it a hundred times before I hit the send button. But there was one vital piece of information I didn’t research—what the publisher wanted. It was after I wrote the query that I came across an article in Publishers Weekly stating publishers don’t want anything with a “whiff of dystopia” about it and they’re done with trilogies (see Publishers Weekly article here: http://www.publishersweekly.com/pw/by-topic/childrens/childrens-industry-news/article/59297-new-trends-in-ya-the-agents-perspective.html ) I pitched my young adult dystopian trilogy in the very first line of my query.  Doh.

After I self-published Sunset Rising, I joined a professional writers group. I didn’t know much about the industry and I was hoping to learn. At first, I was a little intimidated belonging to a group of writers who had the stamp of approval from an actual publisher. After all, there’s still a stigma attached to anyone who self-publishes. But then I heard the murmurings of unrest…the complaints about publishers demanding more social media marketing from their authors, and giving less in return. I discovered that for every $10 ebook sold, the author only made about $1 or less. I saw one writer with bloodshot eyes and high on caffeine struggling under enormous pressure to pare one hundred words out of her novel because she had gone passed the word count her publisher allowed. I witnessed authors banning together, comparing battle scars and low royalty paystubs, bolstering each other to leave their publishers and go indie. I attended a workshop put on by an author who had given up on her publisher, struck out on her own, and reported tripling her income while enjoying greater creative freedom. Suddenly I didn’t feel so out of place in this group. In fact, I wondered if I’d dodged a bullet.

The stigma attached to being an indie is eroding. With the ebook industry booming, professional services (cover artists, editors, proofreaders, beta readers, web-based advertising) once coveted by publishers are now available to independent authors.  Books produced by indies are just as appealing as books produced by the publishing houses. In fact, these days the only way to tell the different between a self-published book and a traditionally published one is price; indies set their prices lower and still make more money than if they were with a publisher. Lower book prices, fresh storylines, and novels that don’t follow a set formula are gaining in popularity among readers. And at the end of the day, it’s always been readers who determine the worth of a book.

So the real question becomes why would an author spend months or years writing queries, or sitting in a slush pile, or receive low royalty payments in return for writing a novel AND doing their own social media, when they can self-publish? I now have over 30,000 copies of Sunset Rising in circulation with a 4.6/5 star rating on Amazon and it’s been on their bestseller list in three different genres. I don’t regret self-publishing at all.

I’m not trying to give publishers a bad rap. Traditionally published authors still dominate the bestseller list and the stamp of approval from a publisher still gives an unknown author, like myself, greater credibility.  But in today’s market there are choices…and if it’s not working out with a publisher, you can always go indie.

February 2024: Desperate to find refuge from the nuclear storm, a group of civilians discover a secret government bio-dome. Greeted by a hail of bullets and told to turn back, the frantic refugees stand their ground and are eventually permitted entry.  But the price of admission is high.

283 years later...  Sunny O'Donnell is a seventeen-year-old slave who has never seen the sun.  She was born in the Pit, a subterranean extension of the bio-dome. Though life had never been easy, the last couple of months had become a nightmare. Her mom was killed in the annual Cull, and her dad thought it was a good time to give up on life.  Reyes Crowe, her long-time boyfriend, was pressuring her to get married, even though it would mean abandoning her father.

She didn't think things could get any worse until she was forced upstairs to the Dome to be a servant-girl at a bachelor party.  That's when she met Leisel Holt, the president's daughter, and her fiancé, Jack Kenner.

Now Sunny is wanted for treason.  If they catch her, she'll be executed.

She thought Leisel's betrayal was the end.  But it was just the beginning.

"Sunset Rising" is Book One of a series.

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Genre - YA Science Fiction, Dystopian

Rating – PG-16

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