tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34039645263187344772024-03-20T16:51:43.415-04:00The World of Ashley StoyanoffAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08948324286996803342noreply@blogger.comBlogger125125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403964526318734477.post-52606667772792259102014-09-27T07:48:00.000-04:002014-09-27T07:48:49.285-04:00New Release ~ Deadly Pack (Deadly Trilogy, #3)<div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">I’m super happy to announce the release of Deadly Pack, the third book in the Deadly Trilogy!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUPymeQJ6xZTJ-EWWt8KZPKmQgbhpg72tRm92HJijaJfHNF9dkKSmyqalosh281iiSkaoCajxCjkMGAIuDP6n66HgUwaA3vI9z0FdZU9lCsAxKciIK-WIjifBT4ScIvVlOUQD5p9QBA2s/s1600/deadly_pack-ebook+cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUPymeQJ6xZTJ-EWWt8KZPKmQgbhpg72tRm92HJijaJfHNF9dkKSmyqalosh281iiSkaoCajxCjkMGAIuDP6n66HgUwaA3vI9z0FdZU9lCsAxKciIK-WIjifBT4ScIvVlOUQD5p9QBA2s/s1600/deadly_pack-ebook+cover.jpg" height="320" width="210" /></a></div><span id="freeText14451673495289980857">Since becoming the alpha female of the Dog Mountain pack, Jade certainly has had her share of challenges. She’s had to prove herself to a bunch of werewolves that she spent years hating; forgive her mate who’d done nothing but lie to her, and face the grueling fact that her father leads a pack of werecougars, who are responsible for tormenting her werewolves for many years.<br />
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On the upside, the Dog Mountain pack is finally coming together—now that Jade and Aidan’s mate status is official. And now that they know where her father’s been hiding his nasty pack of beasts, Jade and Aidan can concentrate on stopping them once and for all.<br />
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But when Jade’s dad finds out that she’s become Aidan’s official mate, all hell breaks loose, and Jade and Aidan soon learn that his plans for their werewolves are bigger than anyone could have ever suspected.</span><br />
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</div> To celebrate the release of Deadly Pack (Deadly Trilogy, #3) we are having a release party on Facebook.<br />
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<strong>Location: </strong><a href="https://www.facebook.com/events/276618082540993/" target="_blank">Facebook event page</a><br />
<strong>Date:</strong> Saturday September 27, 2014<br />
<strong>Time:</strong> 6-8pm EST<br />
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If you RSVP over on the <a href="https://www.facebook.com/events/276618082540993/" target="_blank">Facebook event page</a>, you'll automatically earn an entry toward the grand prize.<br />
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Refer people to the party and if they RVSP over on Facebook naming you as the person who referred them, you'll earn more entries for the grand prize!<br />
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Hope to see you all there!</div></div><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I'm super excited to share the cover of </span><strong><em>Deadly Pack</em></strong>, the final book in my young adult paranormal romance trilogy, the <strong><em>Deadly Trilogy</em></strong>, which is set to release on <strong>September 27, 2014</strong>.</div>
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Since becoming the alpha female of the Dog Mountain pack, Jade certainly has had her share of challenges. She’s had to prove herself to a bunch of werewolves that she spent years hating; forgive her mate who’d done nothing but lie to her, and face the grueling fact that her father leads a pack of werecougars, who are responsible for tormenting her werewolves for many years.</div>
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But when Jade’s dad finds out that she’s become Aidan’s official mate, all hell breaks loose, and Jade and Aidan soon learn that his plans for their werewolves are bigger than anyone could have ever suspected.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08948324286996803342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403964526318734477.post-63400398201306279612014-08-05T19:37:00.000-04:002014-08-05T20:00:10.160-04:00Book News: Deadly Pack (Deadly Trilogy, #3)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: 24px;"><strong>Big News!!!</strong></span> We have set the release date for Deadly Pack, the final book in my young adult paranormal romance trilogy, the Deadly Trilogy.</div>
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<span style="font-size: 24px;"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px;">Deadly Pack Expected Release Date:</span><br /><span style="font-size: 48px;"><span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1123564878" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ"><span style="color: #222222;">September 27, 2014</span></span></span></span></strong></span><br />
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Since becoming the alpha female of the Dog Mountain pack, Jade certainly has had her share of challenges. She’s had to prove herself to a bunch of werewolves that she spent years hating; forgive her mate who’d done nothing but lie to her, and face the grueling fact that her father leads a pack of werecougars, who are responsible for tormenting her werewolves for many years.<br />
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On the upside, the Dog Mountain pack is finally coming together—now that Jade and Aidan’s mate status is official. And now that they know where her father’s been hiding his nasty pack of beasts, Jade and Aidan can concentrate on stopping them once and for all.<br />
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But when Jade’s dad finds out that she’s become Aidan’s official mate, all hell breaks loose, and Jade and Aidan soon learn that his plans for their werewolves are bigger than anyone could have ever suspected.<br />
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Add it to your TBR shelf on <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22877530-deadly-pack" target="_blank">Goodreads</a>!<br />
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The cover reveal for Deadly Pack is scheduled for <strong>August 14, 2014</strong>, so stay tuned to my blog or Facebook page to check it out!
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08948324286996803342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403964526318734477.post-32594672856259862722014-06-08T16:54:00.001-04:002014-06-08T16:54:40.394-04:00The Soul’s Mark Series eBook Boxed Set Now Available!The Soul’s Mark series is now available in an eBook boxed set and for a <strong><span style="font-size: large;">limited</span></strong> time you can get this eBook collection for only <strong><span style="font-size: large;">$4.00</span></strong>! That's right. All four novels + Waking Dreams for <strong><span style="font-size: large;">$4.00</span></strong>.<br />
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<strong><em>The Soul’s Mark: FOUND:</em></strong> Amelia Caldwell is shocked to learn that she is marked by vampire Mitchell Lang’s soul. After searching for his soulmate for nearly a century, and now that Amelia’s here, Mitchell’s not letting her go. As their newly formed soul’s bond wreaks havoc with their emotions, Amelia unlocks her painful past, uncovering a powerful secret. Caught in the middle of a deadly game of revenge, she quickly learns YOU CANNOT RUN FROM DESTINY.<br />
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<strong><em>Waking Dreams:</em></strong> Eric had a history, a life before Amelia Caldwell arrived on the scene. Yet there was something familiar about her, an attraction that was destined not to be fulfilled because she was marked for his father. One day he was a simple rancher, the next in a world beyond his wildest imagination—dreaming of a girl he knew he couldn’t live without.<br />
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<strong><em>The Soul’s Mark: HUNTED:</em></strong> After a shaky start, Amelia and Mitchell are finally getting along. But the tranquillity is short-lived when an unexpected reunion with Mitchell’s ex-girlfriend and Eric’s mysterious dreams adds tension to their new life and threatens their blissful home. Danger becomes inevitable when vampires and humans turn up dead, and the killer is heading straight for their front door!<br />
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<strong><em>The Soul’s Mark: BROKEN:</em></strong> Willowberg doesn’t take kindly to unexpected guests; the vampire hunters are no exception. When turmoil breaks out between the vampires and humans, Amelia must fight not only for her and her family’s freedom, but also for the town’s humans. Forced to face a fate decided by a power much closer to her than she ever imagined, will she find the strength to mend what has been broken?<br />
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<strong><em>The Soul’s Mark: CHANGED:</em></strong> Amelia and Mitchell have a predicament on their hands—Amelia is now a vampire, and Mitchell is a human with a very bad cold. All hell breaks loose when they encounter an unexpected resistance and an unexplained deadline from the spirits. Amelia soon realizes this is a fight she can’t win alone and in order to save Mitchell, he needs to change—again—but will he survive?</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08948324286996803342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403964526318734477.post-60302278139182641852014-04-26T00:10:00.000-04:002014-04-26T00:10:25.027-04:00New Release ~ Deadly Mates (Deadly Trilogy, #2)<div style="text-align: left;">
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I’m super happy to announce the release of Deadly Mates, the second book in the Deadly Trilogy!<br />
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<span id="freeText14451673495289980857">Jade never thought she’d embrace being a werewolf, but after having accepted her new role as alpha female of Dog Mountain’s pack, she finds herself doing just that. She’s training with the enforcers and learning to use the alpha within her to her advantage. And for the most part, Jade is content, well at least with her training she is.<br />
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When Aidan brings in a new set of enforcers to weed out the problems within the pack, Jade is forced to delve into the center of the issue. She soon realizes that she is the indirect cause of the uneasiness within the pack, and if Jade doesn’t fix it, she’ll lose everything, even Aidan.<a class="actionLinkLite" href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/20946333-deadly-mates#"></a></span><br />
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<strong><span style="font-family: Cambria;">~ JADE ~<o:p></o:p></span></strong></div>
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I shuddered as flares of hot adrenaline shot through my limbs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My legs crunched and snapped, a hollow, echoing sound, as they twisted and reformed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was weird shifting; I could feel each bone in my body bend and break, but it was also a rush — electric.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My face was numb and tingly as my snout became a nose.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I still expected it to hurt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It sure sounded painful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But it wasn’t.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The adrenaline that came with the shift was invigorating, coursing through my blood and sending each nerve ending into a breathtaking current of delirious heat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">God, how I love this feeling.</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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The cool fall breeze prickled along my bare skin, littering it with goose bumps, but I hardly noticed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My heart was thrumming against my ribs, and my breath, short and fast.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I lay on my back, the cold grass tickling my sensitive skin, as I gazed up at the canopy of trees overhead, catching my breath.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The leaves danced in the wind, a mixture of pumpkin and cherry and lemon.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A few fell from the branches, floating to the ground around me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The sound of a wolf’s whimper and grunt flitted through the air, and with a groan, I pushed myself up to my feet, feeling each achy muscle in my body as I rose.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I pivoted in place, scanning the small clearing for the wolves I knew were close by, keeping my muscles tight and ready.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A rumbling growl filled the air and I swiveled to the right.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There wasn’t much light in the small clearing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The sun was just starting to rise; the sky, peeking through the trees, was a deep denim blue with soft veins of gold.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I strained my eyes and senses, keeping my stance ready.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It took me a moment to find the wolves, but when my eyes landed on them, I couldn’t stop the burst of laughter that erupted from me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Jared and Beck were heaped together in a tangled mess of paws and legs, nestled at the base of a thick oak tree in a pile of leaves.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I may not have been physically stronger than they were, but I was by far faster.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I laughed again.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I just couldn’t help it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’d only been a werewolf for a week and already, I’d managed to outsmart and outmaneuver the big, bad enforcers.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Beck poked his gray snout out from underneath one of Jared’s paws.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His eyes shimmered with flecks of gold, and he gave me a big doggy smile and let out a playful yip, before squirming out from underneath Jared.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They both managed to get back on their feet, and as soon as they did, Jared’s deep brown coat started to ripple as he began to shift.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I shook my head and smirked, swallowing the giggle that bubbled up in my throat, and darted into the trees to fetch my clothes before Jared could finish his shift.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was one thing to stand stark naked in front of them as wolves, but I still wasn’t all that comfortable doing it while they were human.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well, okay, to be honest, it was more that I wasn’t comfortable standing in front of Jared naked.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I didn’t trust my inner-wolf to behave.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She was pulled to Jared, enthralled by his dominant scent more than I liked or cared to admit.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I had just made it behind the broad pine where my clothes were stashed when Jared called, “Where are you running off to, kitten?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The huskiness of his voice made my inner-wolf squirm and my spine straighten.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I sucked in a breath, trying to calm the beast within me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Darn it!</i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I loathed the effect he had on her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even the sound of his voice made her perk up, sending excited shivers along my skin.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“To get clothes on,” I called, snagging my underwear and bra from the pile and yanking them on hastily.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“We’ve seen you naked before,” Jared said, chuckling.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I bristled, seriously not needing the reminder of Jared seeing me naked.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It had happened yesterday after seeing Aidan for the first time in two days.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My inner-wolf had been crazy worked up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She’d been furious at me for walking away from him — her mate — and when training started, Beck and Jared had gotten the brunt of her fury.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’d had them both cowering at my feet within five minutes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When I’d shifted, my stomach was growling.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I couldn’t get the food-like clouds that Aidan had pointed out, out of my mind.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And my inner-wolf couldn’t let go of the way rubbing against his hand made her feel.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The contentment, the tingling skin, the frantic need to get closer to him, to have him.<o:p></o:p></div>
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After we’d shifted, Jared had tried to use his scent to soothe her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It didn’t work.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She’d gone wild, taking me over.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If it weren’t for Beck, I would probably be mated right now, and it wouldn’t be with the wolf that I knew, without a doubt, was mine.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>No matter how pissed I was at Aidan, my inner-wolf and I both knew that he was my mate.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was a feeling, something deep within my bones.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My inner-wolf recognized him as hers — as mine — even if I wasn’t ready (didn’t want) to claim him.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Jared’s chuckles echoed in my ears, and I felt my heart beat a bit faster. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I huffed and shouted, “Doesn’t mean I have to stand there and let you gawk.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I didn’t mean to shout it, he probably would have heard me at even a whisper, but right then I couldn’t control my tone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A blush flared along my skin; it started at my toes and spread all the way to my cheeks.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I don’t gawk, little girl,” Jared growled.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was trying to sound fierce, but I caught the humor and something that sounded a whole lot like longing in his tone.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I rolled my eyes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Jared didn’t exactly gawk, but he also didn’t hide the fact that he looked.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And that appraising gaze he gave me after I shifted yesterday, well, it made my inner-wolf shudder.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But the thing was, Jared was a dick, plain and simple.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Other than his enthralling scent and the undeniable strength he had within the pack, there was nothing about him that I really liked, well, at least nothing that would make me want to take the mating jump with him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was friend material, loyal beyond sanity, but nothing more, and each moment that passed, I regretted it a little bit more that I hadn’t asked Beck to pretend to be my mate.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Beck was hot, but nothing about him made me, or my inner-wolf, sing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It would have been a safer choice.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Uh, yeah, you kind of do,” Beck said, laughing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Why’d you shift, Jade?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was just getting fun.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I grabbed my jeans, tugging them on, and grinned.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Fun.</i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had to admit, learning to use my scent and manipulate them with it was kind of fun, but no matter how much fun it was, I was exhausted and achy and I’d had enough for the day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Because I’m freakin’ tired, is why,” I said, as I buttoned up my jeans.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“We’ve been at it for hours already and besides, I have school.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">And you guys haven’t let me get a full night of sleep since I became alpha female,</i> I thought, not bothering to remind them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Each time I did, they only insisted that it was all part of my training.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Your dad’s coming home tomorrow and you’re going to school?” Beck asked, amusement clear in his timbre.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I cringed a little at the mention of my dad.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wasn’t ready to see him or talk to him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I sucked at lying to him, and I had no clue how I was going to act as if nothing was wrong.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I still didn’t want to believe the video Erika showed me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had watched it at least fifty times since the first time I saw it, and each time I watched it, I wanted to throw up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How didn’t I know he was a shifter?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How didn’t I notice that he was like an evil spawn of Satan?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I sighed and said, “Yep, Aidan said …”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“When were you talking to Aidan?” Jared’s breath was hot against my neck and his voice, a low growl.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I stiffened and my breath caught in my throat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He pressed against me, his skin warm against my bare back, and I cursed myself.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I needed to pay more attention.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I couldn’t let them sneak up on me like this.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I couldn’t let down my guard.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“He sent me a text message last night when you were in the shower,” I said, hating how raw my voice sounded, and how crazy guilty I felt all of a sudden.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I cleared my throat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“We are the alpha pair.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s not like I can ignore him forever.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Except, I had kind of planned on doing just that.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well, at least until the whole werecougar mess was dealt with.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He didn’t need the complication, and honestly, I already had enough to deal with.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The last thing I wanted to think about was whether or not I could get over all of his lies.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He may feel like home to both me and my inner-wolf, but I just wasn’t ready to forgive and forget.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Jared placed a hand on my bare shoulder, letting his fingers trail down my arm.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My inner-wolf stirred restlessly as his heady scent engulfed me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Stay home with me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I promise it’ll be a hell of a lot more fun.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Why in the world would I want to do that?” I asked sweetly, stepping away from him, and yanking my T-shirt over my head.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I didn’t give him time to snap out a response before I started to walk away. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The hot, salty scent of sweat and anger spiked in the air, and my inner-wolf fought me with each step I took away from him, trying to force me to stay.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I didn’t think I would ever understand that part of me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Why my inner-wolf reacted to him so strongly, I still didn’t know.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sure, Erika had said it was because she recognized a dominant male — a potential mate — but as far as I was concerned, Jared had no potential, not as my mate at least.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And my inner-wolf had already picked her mate; we just hadn’t claimed him yet.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Shouldn’t knowing that her mate was close by change her reaction to other males?<o:p></o:p></div>
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I’d only made it a few steps before Beck’s rumbling warning reached my ears.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“She’s his, Jared.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She has been from the day they met.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You’ve got to back off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Let all this shit go before you have both of them out for you, man.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Jared and Beck followed me, keeping their distance, but I still caught their murmurs as they discussed what the plan was for tomorrow when Dad got home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was dreading it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Dreading all of it, and I hated how glad I was that Jared would be with me, staying in the house, helping me deal with it all.<o:p></o:p></div>
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When I stepped out of the forest into my backyard, the scent of Belgian waffles and bacon frying drifted around me and my stomach growled.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mom hadn’t been working since Jared moved in and to my dismay I really didn’t think his presence bothered her much.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She doted on him like crazy, always cooking for him and cleaning up after him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They chilled out, watching movies together and joked around — a lot.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I knew the mouthwatering scent wasn’t for me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was for him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not that it really bothered me, it was just something I noticed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If I knew anything about my mom, it was that she loved to take care of people.<o:p></o:p></div>
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But Jared on the other hand … He’d only been living with me for three days now, but he was already getting on my last nerve.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was taking our little act way to seriously, and he was enjoying it far too much.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Especially when Aidan was watching.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I didn’t know how Aidan could stand to watch Jared and I together.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was certain that I wouldn’t be able to do it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And God help the wolf or human that tried to move in on him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Yes, it had been my idea to make the act look real.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Yes, I knew that in order to actually fool my dad, we needed to successfully fool the pack and the town.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The more people that knew it was an act, the more of a chance my dad would catch wind of it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It had been Dad’s idea to mate me to an enforcer when he thought I’d lost the games, and if we had any chance of figuring out exactly what he was doing, playing along with his suggestion seemed like the best way to do it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But honestly, I was beginning to think that Jared believed I was, or soon would be, his mate.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Mmmm, she made me waffles again,” Jared said, coming up beside me and draping a loose arm over my shoulder.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“And bacon,” Beck added.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“That’s what it smells like,” I said dryly, shrugging off Jared’s arm.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Way to point out the obvious, guys.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I rounded the house and I wasn’t surprised to see the driveway full.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The team hadn’t missed a meal time since Jared had moved in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I climbed the porch steps and reached for the doorknob, my arm stiff and heavy, my muscles screaming at me to rest.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I clenched my hand around it, and yanked the door open.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And then I heard it, a light, bubbly laugh that really shouldn’t have been coming from within my house.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Marcy was here.<o:p></o:p></div>
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For about half a second I stood in the doorway, frozen, before forcing myself to follow the sound.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I didn’t know whether to be thrilled, because well, I’d been missing my best friend like crazy, or pissed off because she’d actually come by.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She might be like a sister to me, but she had gone too far.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I couldn’t help but wonder if things might have played out differently between Aidan and me if she’d just stayed out of it all.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Jade, look who finally came home,” Mom said, waving a hand toward Marcy as I padded into the kitchen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>By the look of her, it was a cleaning day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her thick, dark hair was tied up in a messy knot at the top of her head and she was wearing faded jeans and a bleach-stained T-shirt.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The team, plus Erika and Marcy, were all gathered around the table.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Landon looked well, hungry, but then he usually did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His tall and lean frame was hunched over the table, his chin resting in his hands.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His bleach blond hair was gelled and spiked, and his baby blue eyes met mine for a brief second and he winked.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Beside him was Mark, the youngest member of our team, only seventeen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was leaning back, slouching in his chair, a thick arm draped over the back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He had on a light grey hoodie, the hood pulled up, covering his mop of curls.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A few of them were poking out, framing the hard lines of his face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And then there was Craig with his soft features.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Out of all of them, he looked the most unthreatening, sweet even, but his smaller size and warm smile was deceiving.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When he was on, he was deadly, but right then he was too involved with trying to get Erika’s attention to even notice we had come in.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Over the last few days, meal times had become a bit of a circus with them all here.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Our house wasn’t really small, but it also wasn’t big enough for this many people.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We bought another table, a bigger one that barely fit within the kitchen, but at least it was big enough for us all to sit down at.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I finally let my gaze drift to Marcy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Hey,” I said, giving her a little nod. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She looked awkward sitting with the team.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her cheeks were flushed, and deep crevasses marred her forehead.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“What are you doing here?” Jared questioned, stepping past me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He hadn’t bothered putting on his shirt, instead draping it over his shoulders.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He gave Marcy a bored once over before sliding into his chair.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Jared!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Marcy lives here, too.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mom scolded, cutting him a disappointed look.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It didn’t even faze him.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I thought maybe we could walk to school together,” Marcy said, or I guess croaked would be more like it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Aidan said you were going back today.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She made sure to keep her eyes on me, as if she were trying to imagine that it was only us and that she wasn’t really sitting at a table with the pack enforcers.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I didn’t get a chance to answer before Jared said, “No,” as if he actually had the right to answer for me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I pursed my lips and rolled my eyes at him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Oh, shut up, Jared.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I didn’t care what <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">game </i>we were playing, I was still one of his alphas, even if he didn’t want to acknowledge it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Now, kitten.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Jared’s voice was a low growl.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He didn’t bother looking at me, but his shoulders tensed and I was sure his eyes were a nice shade of gold right then.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Is that any way to talk to your mate?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Will you shut up, please?” I said through gritted teeth, biting back the reminder that I wanted to spit out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wasn’t his mate — never would be — no matter how much my inner-wolf craved him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This was an act.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Something to fool my dad.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Nothing more.<o:p></o:p></div>
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My response earned me a few chuckles from around the table, a long, drawn out groan from Erika, and an annoyed huff from Mom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She pursed her lips and cut me a dirty look.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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I rolled my eyes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mom had always wanted me to hook up with one of the pack members, and to say she disapproved of the way I spoke to Jared was definitely an understatement.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Jared looked up, meeting my eyes. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His flared brighter, and he said, “No, I don’t think I will.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You’re not walking to school.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And then as if it were settled, he grinned at my mom and said, “Breakfast smells delicious, Pam.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I watched him in stunned silence for a moment, my jaw dropping a little.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My blood was boiling.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was a serious effort to calm down and not blurt out all the nasty things I wanted to say, but after a few deep breaths, I managed to shimmer down.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I glanced at the table; Jared and the team were already digging in and although my stomach was rumbling, I turned, heading out of the room.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Right then the last thing I wanted to do was sit down with my <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">so called</i> mate and play the sweet girlfriend part.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Come on, Mac,” I said, waving a hand.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I hadn’t even made it to the doorway when Jared’s growled command reached my ears.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Jade, sit down and eat.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I want to talk to her,” I said, turning toward him like an obedient mate would do, loathing myself for doing it, and if Mom hadn’t have been there watching us, I wouldn’t have, or at least that’s what I tried to tell myself.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Jared dropped his fork, letting it clatter to his plate, and pushed his chair back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His expression was lethal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I don’t like the idea of you walking alone.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There was an underlying threat to his tone.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I won’t be alone,” I said.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“And besides, we’re just going up to my room for now.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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He opened his mouth to say something else, but I didn’t want to hear it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I channeled my scent, feeling the burn of my imprint as it heated beneath my top, sending out a clear warning for him to back the hell off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He stiffened, and his jaw started to tick.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He tried to hold my glare, but he couldn’t, and I watched as his eyes started to drop.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Marcy didn’t miss what was happening.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She scrambled from her chair and darted over to me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Come on, Jade,” she said, nudging me with her elbow, “let’s go.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span lang="X-NONE"><span style="font-family: Cambria;"><span style="font-size: large;">CHAPTER 2<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></h1>
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<strong><span style="font-family: Cambria;">~ AIDAN ~<o:p></o:p></span></strong></div>
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It took five minutes for my head to clear enough to realize that the insistent knocking sound was actually someone at the door, and by that time the knocking had turned into a head-splitting thud, thud, thud. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And even then, I stayed in bed, staring up at the ceiling.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Slivers of light streamed through the cracks along the edges of my blackout blinds as the sun began to rise. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I shifted my pounding head; the glowing red numbers on my alarm clock read 6:05.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I knew I should probably get up, see who the hell thought banging on my door at sunrise was a good idea, but honestly, right then I didn’t really care.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I felt like hell.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My head was throbbing as if it had its own pulse, and my eyelids were sore, heavy. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’d only been asleep for about fifteen minutes and that fifteen minutes had been the longest I’d managed to sleep at once in the last three days.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Between the pack, the threat of the werecougars, and the constant, relentless urge to run out, find Jade, and drag her — kicking and screaming, if needed — away from that damn enforcer, sleep had become a luxury; a luxury that I was seriously craving.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I groaned and snagged a pillow, putting it over my head, hoping to drown out the banging.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Maybe if I ignored it, whoever it was would just go away.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It didn’t work.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The thudding came again, loud enough that it felt as if it were shaking the entire house.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Where the hell was Dominic? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was supposed to be dealing with the pack and their petty issues. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was supposed to be giving me time to sleep.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I heaved myself out of bed, stumbled over a pile of clothes, and banged into my dresser.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Dammit!” I growled, kicking the pile of laundry out of my way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The room I now called my bedroom was small, cluttered, with a king size bed and a worn mahogany dresser taking up most of the space.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I sucked in a deep breath, trying to calm my sour mood.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It helped — a little. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gritting my teeth, I headed downstairs, not bothering to get dressed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Whoever it was wasn’t staying.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The banging came again, hard enough to make the windows rattle.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I took the last few steps two at a time and crossed to the door in a few long strides, throwing it open. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“What the hell do you want?” I growled, before it was even fully opened.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Missed you, too, pup.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The deep, grumbling voice made my entire body stiffen and the temperature around me rocketed up at least twenty degrees. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My inner-wolf woke up, clawing at my chest, itching to break free, and I swallowed hard, fighting him back.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I looked up, slowly.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I didn’t want to. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wanted to slam the door shut, but I couldn’t make myself do it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The two men standing on the deck were people I had wished to never have to see again.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Chris and Tommy, my dad’s most trusted enforcers, the ones that had helped Dad teach — torture — me as a kid, looked almost bored standing in front of me. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My eyes swept over them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They looked the same as I remembered: Chris, tall and thick, with a chiseled face and goatee, and Tommy, short, stocky, and bald. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They were twice my age and had been with my dad since I was born.<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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“Get the hell off my deck.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My tone was calm and controlled, masking the blazing anger that filled my core.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I moved forward, filling the doorframe, rolling my shoulders back and lifting my head, keeping my hard glare fixed on them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My nerves were already fried, my patience at a breaking point, and this unwelcome visit only managed to send my stress level sky-rocketing.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Tommy smirked.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Your parents sent us.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He held out a hand, a folded piece of paper clasped between his fingers.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I narrowed my eyes, glancing down at the paper, and my skin shuddered as my inner-wolf tried to push free.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It took a moment for my groggy, pounding head to catch up, but when it did, I groaned.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Mom.</i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I knew I shouldn’t have called her yesterday.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And I sure as hell shouldn’t have told her where I was or about the pack I had taken over, but after seeing Jade, the way Jared touched her, the way she smiled, that damn kiss … I’d caved.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I needed advice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I needed …<o:p></o:p></div>
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Tommy waved the paper in front of me, waiting for me to take it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“You going to just stand there, or let us in, kid?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Haven’t decided yet,” I said, snagging the paper and unfolding it. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I scanned the simple note, my jaw tightening with each word I read.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i>Your mother filled me in. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Use Tommy and Chris however you see fit. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They are there to help and they will stay as long as you need them. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I know I haven’t said this enough but I’m proud of you, son.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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It wasn’t signed, but I would have known my father’s sloppy scrawl anywhere.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I read the note twice before crumpling it, balling it in my hand.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Proud of me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What a joke.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My father didn’t even know the meaning of that word, I was sure of it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I lifted my glare back up to theirs. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Turns out I don’t need you guys. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Go home.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was a command.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They heard it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They felt it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For a quick second, I saw surprise pass across their faces, but then their wolf nature took over.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Their shoulders started to sag and their gazes started to drop.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I channeled my scent, giving the command a bit more punch and as I did, their eyes fell to the deck.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Your mom filled us in,” Chris said, his voice hoarse, strained. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“We’re here to help, kid.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I didn’t budge from the doorway.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It wasn’t that I didn’t need the help, because I did; it was the principal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My father had absolutely no right to send anyone from his team.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not without speaking to me first.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I hadn’t asked for his help, and the last thing I wanted was to owe him anything.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My jaw clenched and my face heated.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">This is my pack — my territory.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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Chris snuck a quick look at me and jammed his hands in his pockets.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Come on, Aidan.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We’ve been driving all night and I’m starved.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At least let us eat and grab some sleep before you throw us out.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I wanted to stand firm, slam the door, and kick them out of town.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But even if I wanted to, I couldn’t bring myself to do it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Guilt wormed its way through my stomach.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I knew it was stupid.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I shouldn’t have felt guilty about sending them away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It wasn’t as if I’d ever been close with either of them; my feelings for them had always been a tossup between sparks of admiration and all out hatred.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And the last thing the pack needed right now was two more hard-headed enforcers hanging around.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As it was, I was already struggling to keep control of the fragile balance I had attempted to create here.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But even if I knew that having them stay, even for a quick bite, wasn’t a good thing, I still felt my resolve slipping.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The idea of having someone that I knew, really knew, close by, even for a short time started to eat at me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was pretty sure I was going to regret it, but I stepped back from the door, letting them in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Really, what harm could a little food and sleep do?<o:p></o:p></div>
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I didn’t wait for a response before heading upstairs, taking the steps two at a time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I went straight for my bedroom, grabbing my cell phone from the dresser, and fired off a quick message to Dominic telling him to get here, now, and then I scrolled through my contacts.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When I found the number I was looking for, I started to pace the narrow length of my room, glaring at the phone in my hand.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I attempted to rack my thoughts, organize them, sort them, and line them up, but it was a useless effort.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The only thing that kept surfacing in my exhausted brain was that my father had no right to send anyone to me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This was my pack, not his.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My territory, not his.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I let out a frustrated growl.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I knew part of the anger that was building in my chest was from a lack of sleep, but I couldn’t seem to stop it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I glared at his name again and the anger burned red-hot.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I sucked in another breath, let out another growl, and scrolled down a few more names. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I found the one I wanted, tapped on it and brought the phone to my ear.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She answered on the first ring, most likely waiting for my call.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Hi, sugar.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her voice was soothing and warm, so warm that I could actually hear her smile.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Is there something you forgot to tell me, Mom?” I asked.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I tried to sound firm, but I couldn’t, and before the full question was out of my mouth, I felt a grin tugging at my lips.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Being annoyed at her was impossible, even if she was out of line.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I dropped down, taking a hard seat on the edge of my bed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Gifts?” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I chuckled, but there was no humor in the sound; it was more stunned than anything.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“On what planet are Chris and Tommy considered gifts?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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She laughed at that, the throaty sound rupturing through the speaker.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Be nice, Aidan.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They volunteered.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Believe it or not, I think they missed you.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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For a second, I was taken aback.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I couldn’t imagine Chris and Tommy volunteering for anything that involved me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Yeah, sure they did,” I said, disbelief thick in my voice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I paused for a second, pulling in a deep breath, trying to pick my words carefully.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Letting the breath out with a long sigh, I said, “Look, I know you mean well, but you can’t just send me your enforcers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m an alpha now, Mom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have my own pack, my own team.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You and Dad need to respect that.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You can’t just butt in, trying to fix everything.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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She made a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">tsk </i>sound.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Oh, Aidan, I think you’re forgetting that you’re also my son.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“You can’t send them back,” she countered, her voice losing all motherly compassion, taking on the firm tone of an alpha.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Trust me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Chris and Tommy are exactly what you need to fix that pack of yours.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She paused for a second, inhaling a deep breath that sounded like static in my ear.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“And they’re what you need to get that mate of yours back.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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My grip on the phone tightened, the casing digging into my palm.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“She’s not my mate.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I felt myself say it, except I couldn’t hear my voice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The words sounded like a wave crashing in my ears — reality trying to drown me in my own stupidity.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Mom sighed, a gusty sound.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“She’ll come around.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t know a single female that can run from her mate.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Believe me; I tried to run from your dad.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I couldn’t run from him anymore than I could run from the alpha in me.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I swallowed hard, trying to fight the uneasiness that squirmed within me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wasn’t so much worried that Jade would run from anything, it was more that she would do something stupid just to spite me — to get even.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If I knew anything about her it was that she was the kind of person that held a grudge.<o:p></o:p></div>
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And I knew — my inner-wolf knew — Jade was my mate.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The feeling was profound, unexplainable, and undeniable.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I felt it with every fiber of my body.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I hadn’t truly understood the feeling until she walked away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’d known I liked her, hell I’d even known that I could love her, but I didn’t understand how much, how deep the feelings ran until I’d stupidly pushed her to the point that she turned her back on me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I knew she felt it, too, even if she was hell bent on fighting it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And just like that, another piece of my resolve snapped and broke.<o:p></o:p></div>
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That earned me another laugh.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“If you needed a father figure I would have.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It sounds to me like you need brute strength and discipline with that pack of yours.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“So you’ll be letting them stay.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It wasn’t a question.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The certainty of the statement was as if she knew she had already won.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Shit!</i> <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If Jade was pissed at me now, what would she be like with Chris and Tommy here?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But even knowing that she would probably kill me for bringing new members into the team without asking her first, I found myself relenting and I said, “For now.”<br />
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<strong>Release Date:</strong> April 26, 2014<br />
<strong>Genre:</strong> YA Paranormal Romance <br />
<strong>Formats:</strong> All ebook formats and Paperback. <br />
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<span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"><strong><em>And here is the cover for Deadly Mates (Deadly Trilogy, #2).</em></strong></span><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6yATHA_loXLR5a8DebfB8jr08-wnCI5TMQggDCYkBEZQ0K09hvBJuyKoUiL-bi9EleANdV4-kauWd_U6VnAqD-KbqOuAuJmUuGXmJaD4Ddoehda8fjjyekD0QLfKS_NpBd3lgVHLjqEs/s1600/Deadly+Mates+3.jpg" width="636" /><strong><u><span style="font-size: large;">Synopsis</span></u></strong><br />
Jade never thought she’d embrace being a werewolf, but after having accepted her new role as alpha female of Dog Mountain’s pack, she finds herself doing just that. She’s training with the enforcers and learning to use the alpha within her to her advantage. And for the most part, Jade is content, well at least with her training she is.<br />
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But Dog Mountain is a small town with big problems. The new alpha pair is divided, splitting the already unstable pack with them, and to make matters worse, Jade’s father is on his way home. Except Jade’s father and his twisted pack of werecourgars aren’t the only threat.</div>
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When Aidan brings in a new set of enforcers to weed out the problems within the pack, Jade is forced to delve into the center of the issue. She soon realizes that she is the indirect cause of the uneasiness within the pack, and if Jade doesn’t fix it, she’ll lose everything, even Aidan.</div>
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“Does it hurt?” I asked, and then swallowed hard. I lifted my hand and dabbed at the blood, wiping it away as best I could. “I hope it does. You’ve ruined everything.” Even though I said the words, they held no meaning. My voice was weak, straining against an onslaught of emotion blooming within my chest.</div>
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“No,” he grunted. “It’s already healed.” He grabbed my wrist, holding my shaking hand still. “I did what was needed. You’re not staying here any longer, Jade. This little game you’re playing ends now. I’m taking you home, where you belong.”</div>
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I clucked my tongue and dropped my gaze. More butterflies surfaced in my belly and I breathed, “This is where I belong.”</div>
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“Look me in the eyes and tell me that,” he said. When I didn’t lift my head he chuckled, a deep rumble that turned my knees to mush. “You can’t, can you?”</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08948324286996803342noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403964526318734477.post-90039977867460881692013-12-31T09:55:00.000-05:002013-12-31T09:55:31.261-05:00Happy New Year!Wow! Another year has come and gone, and I must say it has been a fantastic one. So much happened in 2013, including the end of The Soul's Mark series and the start of the Deadly Trilogy.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08948324286996803342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403964526318734477.post-27902951478739568942013-12-26T09:58:00.003-05:002013-12-26T09:58:32.570-05:002013 Favorite ReadsHoly sugar sticks! I can’t believe the year is almost over! It's time to reflect on my favorite reads of 2013.<br />
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Last year I put together a list of <a href="http://www.ashleystoyanoff.com/2012/12/my-top-5-favorite-authors-of-2012.html" target="_blank">My Top 5 Favorite Authors of 2012</a>, but this year I thought I’d do something a little different. As far as books go, I’ve read so many that I loved this year. It was extremely hard to narrow it down to just a few favorites but I think I’ve finally done it. So here we go ...<br />
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This one is tough, but I think I have to go with Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor. This book was absolutely delightful and utterly devastating.<br />
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<strong>My first status update when reading this one was:</strong> "I can't stop giggling and reading my husband lines from the book. He doesn't think it's as funny, but hey, what does he know? :)"<br />
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<strong>The first word out on my mouth when I closed this book was:</strong> "Wow!"<br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><strong><em>Favorite book that I was most excited to get my hands on in 2013</em></strong></span></div>
It was Skeleton Key Guild by MJ Fletcher. I just couldn't wait to see how The Doorknob Society Saga would end and I must say, it was worth the wait. Loved it!<br />
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<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/573616287" target="_blank">Click here to check out my Goodreads review of Skeleton Key Guild.</a><br />
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Rhyn Trilogy!!! This series was seriously addictive. Thank you, Mandy, for constantly reminding me that I needed to read these books. You are the BEST! *Hugs*<br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/524675885" target="_blank">Click here to check out my Goodreads review of Katie’s Hellion.</a><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/524676305" target="_blank">Click here to check out my Goodreads review of Katie’s Hope.</a><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/524676858" target="_blank">Click here to check out my Goodreads review of Rhyn’s Redemption.</a><br />
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<strong><span style="color: purple;"><em>Favorite ‘new to me’ author</em></span></strong><br />
This is an easy one for me. My favorite ‘new to me author’ is definitely Lizzy Ford. I bought her Rhyn Trilogy in 2012 but never got around to reading it until this year. After finishing it, I got a little 1-click happy with her books. Yep, I have them all now and can’t wait to read every single one.<br />
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<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4558309.Lizzy_Ford" target="_blank">Click here to check out Lizzy Ford’s Goodreads author page.</a><br />
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<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">Favorite book that my husband added to my TBR shelf in 2013</span></em></strong><br />
I should start by saying that my husband is not a reader so when he points out something he thinks I should try I’m always a little leery. This year he suggested A shade of Vampire by Bella Forrest and although I wasn’t sure what to think at first, I ending up really enjoying it.<br />
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<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/585223636" target="_blank">Click here to check out my Goodreads review of A Shade of Vampire.</a><br />
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<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">Favorite book read in 2013 from one of my all time favorite authors</span></em></strong><br />
I’ve been addicted to the Morganville Vampires series since I stumbled across it in 2011. Rachel Caine has been one of my favorite authors since reading the first book, Glass Houses, so it was no surprise that I loved Fall of Night (Morganville Vampires, #14). If you love vampires and you want a good series then check this one out.<br />
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<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">Favorite genre of 2013</span></em></strong><br />
YA Paranormal! Okay, so this is pretty much my favorite genre every year but I thought I’d add it to my favorites list anyway.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08948324286996803342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403964526318734477.post-10528904142777902792013-12-22T15:51:00.001-05:002013-12-22T15:51:43.001-05:00Happy Holidays!<div style="text-align: center;">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08948324286996803342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403964526318734477.post-76515098210078500142013-12-20T08:07:00.001-05:002013-12-20T13:08:03.961-05:002013 Indie/Small Press Reading Challenge Link Round-up (3)<span style="font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Well, I don’t think I’m going to finish my overall reading goal of 75 books this year.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As of today I’ve only managed to polish off 65, but I’m thrilled to report that I just completed my 2013 Indie/Small Press reading challenge!</span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Adams, Chole (AKA Lizzy Ford)</span></strong><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18479790-broken-beauty" target="_blank">Broken Beauty</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong> <br />
Broken Beauty was a tough read. The story is about a 17 year old girl named Mia who was drugged, beaten, and raped at a party. Mia comes from a privileged family. Her father is a politician; they have money, but as the saying goes,<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/718886751" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><strong>My Review ~ 3 of 5 stars</strong></span> <br />
Crushing on the Enemy was a cute story of a nice girl meeting a sweet boy. Typically this is exactly the kind of book that I love. Sweet love story, with sweet characters. Unfortunately, some parts just fell flat for me. Alyssa meets<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/641706064" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Boring, Belinda</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/13423535-the-mystic-wolves" target="_blank">The Mystic Wolves (Mystic Wolves, #1)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Danger, mystery, and an awesome romance … Yep, this book had it all. We start out The Mystic Wolves meeting Darcy, the future mate of Mason, the Mystic Wolves alpha, and I loved her right from the start. She’s fun, has a sense of humor<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/664412169" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong> <br />
Action packed and leaves you begging for more. Forget Me Not is a fantastic sequel to Mystic Wolves! What I loved: I loved the swoony kisses from the first book, and we still get them in this one, but not as often. And without the<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/758639736" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Brennan, Allie</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17341394-of-silk-and-fire" target="_blank">Of Silk and Fire</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
First off, I have to say, I love the cover of this book. Of Silk and Fire was full of mystery. As the blurb says, Ella had her memories stolen, and she is determined to get them back. She wakes up on a train not knowing who she is<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/591509407" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Carrillo, K.D.</span></b> <br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17906412-fighting-destiny" target="_blank">Fighting Destiny</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 2 of 5 stars</strong><br />
I’ve really been struggling with writing this review because I really, really wanted to love it, but sadly, although I think the story has potential, it still needs work. The overall story was interesting. Chloe (soon to be the most<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/707488194" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Eden, Cynthia</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17570417-a-bit-of-bite" target="_blank">A Bit of Bite</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 3 of 5 stars</strong><br />
A Bit of Bite was a quick and entertaining read. I devoured this one in little under an hour and enjoyed every second of it.Eden has a knack for description. Her scenes were vivid and very enjoyable. I loved the characters, especial<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/641621990" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Estes, David</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/15747708-the-star-dwellers" target="_blank">The Star Dwellers (The Dwellers, #2)</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong><br />
This was an awesome sequel! The Star Dwellers picked up right where The Moon Dwellers left off. Tristan and Adele have split up, each with their own important mission to tackle for the rebellion against the Sun Dwellers. They had to<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/479919888" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/16047633-the-sun-dwellers" target="_blank">The Sun Dwellers (The Dwellers, #3)</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Wow! What a book. Estes finishes off this trilogy with a bang. So much so, that I’m just itching to start The Country Saga. I want … no, I NEED to know what happens! Book three of The Dwellers Saga was action packed. This book play<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/495480591" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/16160701-fire-country" target="_blank">Fire Country (The Country Saga, #1)</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Let me start by saying that I’ve been a David Estes fan since I first read The Evolution Trilogy, but I swear with every book I read of his I love him more and more. They just keep getting better and better. After finishing The Dweller<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/510301298" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Fantaskey, Beth</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/7239607-the-wedding-of-antanasia-jessica-packwood-and-lucius-valeriu-vladescu" target="_blank">The Wedding of Antanasia Jessica Packwood and Lucius Valeriu Vladescu (Jessica, #1.5)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong><br />
The Wedding of Antanasia Jessica Packwood and Lucius Valeriu Vladescu was a perfect lead up to the next book in this series. I absolutely loved every part of this story. I loved the rituals for the vampire wedding. I loved that<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/541794113" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Fletcher, M.J.</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17156935-the-cape-beanery-chronicles" target="_blank">The Cape Beanery Chronicles</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong> <br />
I must say, this book of short stories was fantastic. They flowed seamlessly with the series, adding some great scenes that I thoroughly enjoyed. Sometimes with short stories, especially when they are scattered bits and pieces of a<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/496658362" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17252204-the-detective-inspectors" target="_blank">The Detective Inspectors</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong> <br />
Wow…just wow. This book left me breathless. At the beginning, I really thought I was going to lose my mind. Nightshade is back, which should have made me jump for joy, because, well, I absolutely love him, but he was different. <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/510300315" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17699129-skeleton-key-guild" target="_blank">Skeleton Key Guild</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong> <br />
A great ending to an awesome series! I’ve really been putting off writing this review. I’m not ready to admit that it’s over. The Doorknob Society Saga has been one heck of a ride, and I’m sad to see it end. But with all good things,<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/573616287" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Ford, Lizzy</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17304587-katie-s-hellion" target="_blank">Katie’s Hellion (Rhyn Trilogy, #1)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong> <br />
5 Fan-freakin-tasitc Stars! I love books that make you keep reading no matter how tried you are. Katie’s Hellion kept me up late into the night absorbing the pages as fast as I could. I can’t even begin to count how many times I<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/524675885" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/12945989-katie-s-hope" target="_blank">Katie’s Hope (Rhyn Trilogy, #2)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong> <br />
Another awesome book from Lizzy Ford! Well, I didn’t think it was possible, but I liked Katie’s Hope even more than Katie’s Hellion. Ford has created some fantastic characters. In this segment, we get a deeper look at who they<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/524676305" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17304595-rhyn-s-redemption" target="_blank">Rhyn’s Redemption (Rhyn Trilogy, #3)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong> <br />
Fantastic!!! Rhyn’s Redemption pulls you in from the first page and doesn’t let you go. I couldn’t put it down. There was just some much going on in this series. Demons, Immortals, Death. There was a tone of danger, and loads of<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/524676858" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17183332-gabriel-s-hope" target="_blank">Gabriel’s Hope (Rhyn Eternal, #1)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong> <br />
I don’t even know where to start. I guess first off, if you haven’t read the Rhyn Trilogy yet, then I would recommend reading it before diving into this awesome treat of a story. Gabriel’s Hope picked up right where the Rhyn Trilogy<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/647721087" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18126610-deidre-s-death" target="_blank">Deidre’s Death (Rhyn Eternal, #2)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong> <br />
Loved this book! Lizzy Ford’s books are seriously addictive and this one is no different than the rest. Like each of her books that I’ve read, I picked this one up and couldn’t put it down. Absolutely fantastic! Deidre’s Death picked<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/654131592" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18126612-darkyn-s-mate" target="_blank">Darkyn’s Mate (Rhyn Eternal, #3)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong> <br />
Holy cliffhanger! It’s been a few days since I’ve finished this book and I still feel lost. I almost want to read it again in hopes that when I reach the last page there will be a different ending. But seriously, Darkyn’s Mate was<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/654131944" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17877226-zoey-rogue" target="_blank">Zoey Rogue (Incubatti, #1)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong> <br />
Holy hotness! Lizzy Ford has done it again with this sexy paranormal romance. Lizzy’s writing is seriously addictive. Zoey Rogue is the fourth book of hers that I have read within a week, and it gripped me tight right from the<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/642087833" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18372410-hear-no" target="_blank">Hear No (Hidden Evil Trilogy, #1)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong><br />
I’ve been trying to write this review for a few days now and each time I write it, it’s riddled with spoilers. Since I do not want to give anything away, because this really is a book you need to read and experience for yourself, I’m<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/713717213" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<span class="fn"><a class="bookTitle" href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17454136-dark-summer" itemprop="url" target="_blank">Dark Summer (The Witchling, #1)</a></span><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
I always enjoy Lizzy’s stories, and this one was no different than the others. Within just a few pages I was pulled into this magical world and it held me tight right to the end. Dark Summer pulled on my every emotion. You know it’s<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/755862635" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<span class="fn"><a class="bookTitle" href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18522974-cursed" itemprop="url" target="_blank">Cursed (Voodoo Nights, #1)</a></span><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Voodoo, family curses, serial killer, black magic, mystery, suspense, action, romance, betrayal. Doesn’t this sound like an awesome mix? Well, guess what … Cursed has it all. Like always, Ford’s writing sucked me in from the first<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/738300140" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17255372-a-shade-of-vampire" target="_blank">A Shade of Vampire</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Well this was an entertaining book. I have to admit that I really wasn’t sure what to think about it at first, but in no time at all I was sucked into the story and couldn’t put it down. The Story Sophia is kidnapped on her<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/585223636" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/15848469-the-language-of-souls" target="_blank">The Language of Souls</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
The Language of Souls was a quick and enjoyable romance novella. I devoured this treat in on sitting and enjoyed every page. Solena’s journey starts with a dangerous climb into the mountains, as she makes her way to a foreign land in<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/684853059" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17159298-night-visions" target="_blank">Night Visions</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
This book was packed full with sexy romance, suspense, and action. There really never was a dull moment. An awesome start to a series. Samantha Cade is anything but average. She sees things, mostly death, and she is pretty sure she<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/552291747" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/16281696-assimilate" target="_blank">Assimilate</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 2 of 5 stars</strong><br />
I really wanted to love this book. The excerpt used as the back cover story gripped me right away and I was super excited to jump into this story. The overall plot was interesting. Genetically enhanced people living in an<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/486965000" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-size: large;">Johnson, Jenna Elizabeth</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17193352-luathara" target="_blank">Luathara (The Otherworld Trilogy, #3)</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 3 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Action, romance, magic; this segment of the Otherworld Trilogy had it all. It’s time for the final battle between Meghan and the Morrigan. When Cade recovers from the last time they met up with the Morrigan, he shows up on Meghan’s<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/496895882" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17876940-tucked-in" target="_blank">Tucked In: Lianna (The Hollywood Files, #1)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 3 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Well this was a fun novella! Full of action and suspense with lots of lust mixed in. This one kept me interested right until the end. I really enjoyed Tucker’s character. He was easy to follow along and I loved his attitude. I<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/735280918" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17876943-tucked-in" target="_blank">Tucked In: Jessica (The Hollywood Files, #2)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 2 of 5 stars</strong><br />
I wanted to love this book. Really, I did. After the first one, I was super excited to read this. I was dying to know more about Jessica. But there was just something … awkward about it, and to be honest, I didn’t like Jessica at all<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/735280196" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Kinney, DeAnna</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/16174510-exposing-kitty-langley" target="_blank">Exposing Kitty Langley</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong><br />
What a wonderful story. Not only is there a giggly school girl romance but Kinney tackles the ever-present issue of schoolyard bullying in this novella. Kitty, who at one time was one of the “mean girls” walked into school one<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/491622512" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/15995852-loving-lily-lavender" target="_blank">Loving Lily Lavender</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 3.5 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Loving Lily Lavender was a cute story that had me grinning and at times groaning. What I loved: The thing that pulled me into this book was the romance. Lucas and Lily are such a sweet couple and watching their<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/486958982" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18194568-box-of-gaza" target="_blank">Box of Gaza</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Box of Gaza was an interesting story. We start of this tale meeting Johnny, a young boy full of adventure and mischief. His best friend shows him a magic box, and begs him to promise to protect it at all cost. Eight years later, Johnny's<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/735991504" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17656636-raven-s-rose" target="_blank">Raven's Rose (Charity, #3)</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Kinney did a fantastic job wrapping up the Charity series. Instead of carrying on with only Charity and Levi’s story, she gave her readers three great short stories on some of the secondary characters, weaving Charity and Levi throughout<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/574488368" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18520860-sammy-the-sea-cow-makes-a-new-friend" target="_blank">Sammy the Sea Cow Makes a New Friend</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong><br />
This is such a great children's story and its exactly the kind of story I would read to my children (if I had children). Sammy the Sea Cow Makes a New Friend is about a Manatee named Sammy. He is a gentle and kind Manatee without any<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/724726867" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Lanc, Alexandra</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17364110-the-chords-of-change" target="_blank">The Chords of Change</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
The Chords of Change was such a sweet short story. It had me smiling from beginning to end. If you are looking for a super quick, heart-warming<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/582319441" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/13192201-lyrics-of-the-heart" target="_blank">Lyrics of the Heart</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
I don’t even know where to start… Lyrics of the Heart was heart-wrenching and beautiful; an emotional rollercoaster. A story of loss, love, and most of all, hope. With so few pages, I really didn’t think that there could be so much<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/543874154" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Reine, S.M.</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/10803218-six-moon-summer" target="_blank">Six Moon Summer (Seasons of the Moon, #1)</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 3 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Well, I backtracked a little. After reading New Moon Summer (The Cain Chronicles, #1), I was really confused about Rylie’s character, so I decided to start from the beginning and read the Season of the Moon series. (I hadn’t realized<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/642877867" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/16064710-new-moon-summer" target="_blank">New Moon Summer (Seasons of the Moon: Cain Chronicles, #1)</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 3 of 5 stars</strong><br />
New Moon Summer was a super quick read (only about 50 pages). Reine kept my attention right until the end with this fast paced tale. The blurb pretty much says it all so I’ll get straight to the review. Although I liked the character<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/632064475" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Smith, Christina</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17166488-finding-abigail" target="_blank">Finding Abigail</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 5 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Smith does it again! Finding Abigail is a wonderful story of heartbreak, love, and most of all, a woman’s journey as she pulls herself from her darkest point in life and fights to find herself again. What I loved: I have to admit<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/490236315" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17402132-riley-s-torment" target="_blank">Riley's Torment (A Moon's Glow Novel, #2)</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Riley’s Torment didn’t miss a beat. It picked up nicely from where Riley’s Secret left off, and had me sucked back into the world that Smith has created within just a few pages. If Megan thought Nate’s enemies were behind them, she<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/545424952" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18216557-riley-s-redemption" target="_blank">Riley's Redemption (A Moon's Glow Novel, #3)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Well, this is my third try writing this review. For some reason I just can’t seem to find the right words without giving a heap of spoilers. So here goes take #3 …I’ve read all of Smith’s books and have enjoyed each one, but A Moon’s<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/720577327" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><strong>Stokes, Tawny</strong></span><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/12176665-static" target="_blank">Static</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 3 of 5 stars</strong><br />
I had a bit of a love hate relationship with this book. It was unique and entertaining, but I didn’t really care for the hero—Trevor. Thane was much more interesting, and honestly, I liked him way better. What I loved: Salem was a<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/734331180" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Twist, Gayla</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18187391-call-of-the-vampire" target="_blank">Call of the Vampire (The Vanderlind Castle, #1)</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Mystery, vampires, budding romance, and some good action. Call of the Vampire was definitely an entertaining read. Well, the blurb sets up this story perfectly so I’ll get straight to the review. Aurora was easy to love. I loved her<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/671248610" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18168264-heart-of-the-vampire" target="_blank">Heart of the Vampire (Vanderlind Castle, #2)</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 3 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Heart of the Vampire was a solid second book to the Vanderlind Castle series. It had action, romance … It was a great mix of everything that I want in a book. We dive into this segment with Aurora fighting to move on with her life with<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/673686339" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><strong>Webb, Rita</strong></span><br />
<span class="fn"><a class="bookTitle" href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17253010-playing-hooky" itemprop="url" target="_blank">Playing Hooky (Paranormal Investigations, #1)</a></span><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
This was such a cute story. At fewer than 100 pages, Playing Hooky was an entertaining way to spend an hour. Emma’s best friend Jason shows up on her 21st birthday to take her out on an adventure. He brings her to a circus where she<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/713812751" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Williams, A.J.</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17622806-bounty-for-hunter" target="_blank">Bounty for Hunter (Bounty of Hire, #1)</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 4 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Hot and steamy … yep, this book was definitely that. Originally I had rated Bounty for Hunter a 3 star on Goodreads, but it’s been a few days since I finished it, and the story and characters are still stuck in my head. I figured that<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/583226638" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17448248-bounty-s-end" target="_blank">Bounty's End (Bounty for Hire, #2)</a> <br />
<strong>My Review ~ 3 of 5 stars</strong><br />
The second book in Wiliams Bounty for Hire series takes place at the same time as the first one. It’s centered on Thomas and his love interest Wen. Thomas is a bounty hunter who has had enough. He wants to move on, and he wants his<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/599197734" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Young, Wm. Paul</span></b><br />
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1812457.The_Shack" target="_blank">The Shack: Where Tragedy Confronts Eternity</a><br />
<strong>My Review ~ 3 of 5 stars</strong><br />
Well, this was definitely an interesting story. Before I start my review, I need to say that I typically do not read this kind of book. A good friend of mine made me promise to read it, which is probably the only reason why I actually<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/562048065" target="_blank">...more</a><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08948324286996803342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403964526318734477.post-85012586917053662892013-12-02T19:32:00.000-05:002013-12-02T19:32:16.348-05:00My new office<div style="text-align: center;">
<strong><span style="color: black; font-size: x-large;">I finally have my very own office!!!</span></strong> </div>
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For some time now, my husband and I have been sharing our office space (which pretty much consisted of the kitchen table). But as of Saturday, that all changed. We took possession of our new house, and with that house came an extra room that I quickly claimed. I was so excited that it was the very first room I unpacked, and today I thought I'd give you all a little tour.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08948324286996803342noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403964526318734477.post-69355838174847662432013-11-23T01:40:00.002-05:002013-11-23T01:40:30.060-05:00Release Day & Giveaway ~ The Soul's Mark: CHANGED (The Soul's Mark, #4)<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><strong>Yay! It’s here. The Soul’s Mark: CHANGED, the 4th and final book of The Soul's Mark series is now AVAILABLE!</strong></span></div>
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Ever since college student Amelia Caldwell moved to Willowberg, her life has been in turmoil. But with the evil vampire hunters no longer terrorizing the town, Willowberg is once again peaceful.<br />
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With a little help from Mother Nature and a dream for a better future, Mitchell has found himself in a predicament—after eight hundred years of being immortal, he is now a human while his soulmate is a vampire.<br />
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Now all Amelia and Mitchell have to do is hide from the world until his body can handle the change. But when Mitchell gets a cold, all hell breaks loose.<br />
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With an unexpected resistance rising, and an unexplained deadline from the spirits, Amelia realizes that this is a fight she cannot win alone. One thing is clear, though: to save Mitchell, he needs to change—again. But if he does, what chance does he have of surviving it?<br />
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<strong><span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;">Get it @</span></strong> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/The-Souls-Mark-Ashley-Stoyanoff-ebook/dp/B00GV2H04K" target="_blank">Amazon US </a>| <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-Souls-Mark-Ashley-Stoyanoff-ebook/dp/B00GV2H04K" target="_blank">Amazon UK</a> | <a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Souls-Mark-CHANGED-Ashley-Stoyanoff-ebook/dp/B00GV2H04K" target="_blank">Amazon CA</a> | <a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-souls-mark-ashley-stoyanoff/1117474610?ean=2940045438117" target="_blank">Barnes & Noble</a> | <a href="http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/379007" target="_blank">Smashwords</a><br />
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<strong><span style="color: black; font-size: large;"><em>Praise for The Soul's Mark: CHANGED</em></span></strong></div>
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"5 Spellbinding, Sensational Stars! An Amazing Ride I'm Going To Miss Waiting For! I absolutely love this series and these characters. And as much as I loved this last book, I'm sorry to see their adventures come to an end... but wow, what an ending!" ~ <em>Hazel @ Craves the Angst</em><br />
<a href="http://cravestheangst.blogspot.ca/2013/11/review-souls-mark-changed-souls-mark-4.html" target="_blank">CLICK HERE</a> to read the full review.<br />
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"<span id="freeTextContainer3223582485217808572">Ashley Stoyanoff has done it again! <strong>Soul’s Mark: CHANGED</strong> , the final book in this series brought closure with class! The loose ends were tied off and as I hit that last page, I found myself wanting just a little more, not because it was needed, but because I’m going to miss Willowberg and its inhabitants!" ~ <em>Dianne @ Tome Tender Book Blog</em> </span><br />
<a href="http://tometender.blogspot.ca/2013/11/arc-review-souls-mark-changed-by-ashely.html" target="_blank">CLICK HERE</a> to read the full review.<br />
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<strong><span style="color: black; font-size: large;"><em>About Ashley Stoyanoff</em></span></strong><br />
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Ashley Stoyanoff, the award winning author of The Soul’s Mark: FOUND, lives in Whitby, Ontario and loves diving into the magical world of creating fiction. When not writing, she can be found reading sappy novels, watching cheesy chick flicks, and buying far too many clothes.<br />
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<strong><em><span style="font-size: large;">Books by Ashley Stoyanoff</span></em></strong><br />
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<strong>The Soul's Mark Series</strong><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/The-Souls-Mark-Ashley-Stoyanoff-ebook/dp/B008N9L2TS/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1384952568" target="_blank">The Soul's Mark: FOUND (The Soul's Mark, #1)</a><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Waking-Dreams-Souls-Mark-1-5-ebook/dp/B00CCSU5E4" target="_blank">Waking Dreams, A Soul's Mark Novella (The Soul's Mark, #1.5)</a><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Souls-Mark-HUNTED-Ashley-Stoyanoff-ebook/dp/B00ABR96CK" target="_blank">The Soul's Mark: HUNTED (The Soul's Mark, #2)</a><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Souls-Mark-BROKEN-Ashley-Stoyanoff-ebook/dp/B00C4CHK4G" target="_blank">The Soul's Mark: BROKEN (The Soul's Mark, #3)</a><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00GV2H04K" target="_blank">The Soul's Mark: CHANGED (The Soul's Mark, #4)</a><br />
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<strong>Deadly Trilogy</strong><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Deadly-Crush-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B00EPX8NPM" target="_blank">Deadly Crush (Deadly Trilogy, #1)</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08948324286996803342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403964526318734477.post-53626847011655842772013-11-13T18:12:00.000-05:002013-11-13T18:12:59.442-05:00Hooray! It’s time for a GIVEAWAY!Guess what everyone? I have an OFFICIAL RELEASE DATE for The Soul’s Mark: CHANGED, book #4 of The Soul’s Mark series!!!<br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"><strong><em>November 23, 2013</em></strong></span></div>
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And to celebrate the release of the FINAL book in The Soul’s Mark series, I think we need to have a giveaway.<br />
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<strong><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;">1</span></strong> Complete paperback set of The Soul's Mark series, including Waking Dreams, A Soul's Mark Novella (Unsigned)</div>
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<strong><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;">2</span></strong> "The Soul's Mark: CHANGED" swag packs <em>(Swag pack includes a bookmark and book charm)</em></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08948324286996803342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403964526318734477.post-75144340236013516402013-11-04T10:03:00.000-05:002013-11-04T10:03:54.439-05:00What am I working on?Hey everyone!<br />
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I just wanted to touch base with you all and keep you posted on what I’m currently working on.<br />
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So here’s what’s happening...<br />
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<strong>The Soul’s Mark: CHANGED, book #4 of The Soul’s Mark Series will be released in late November / early December.</strong><br />
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Ever since college student Amelia Caldwell moved to Willowberg, her life has been in turmoil. But with the evil vampire hunters no longer terrorizing the town, Willowberg is once again peaceful.<br />
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With a little help from Mother Nature and a dream for a better future, Mitchell has found himself in a predicament—after eight hundred years of being immortal, he is now a human while his soulmate is a vampire.<br />
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Now all Amelia and Mitchell have to do is hide from the world until his body can handle the change. But when Mitchell gets a cold, all hell breaks loose.<br />
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With an unexpected resistance rising, and an unexplained deadline from the spirits, Amelia realizes that this is a fight she cannot win alone. One thing is clear, though: to save Mitchell, he needs to change—again. But if he does, what chance does he have of surviving it?<br />
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<a href="http://www.ashleystoyanoff.com/p/chapter-1-mitchell-had-cold.html" target="_blank">Read the first TWO chapters now!</a><br />
<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18656751-the-soul-s-mark" target="_blank">Add The Soul’s Mark: CHANGED to your Goodreads TBR shelf!</a><br />
<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/70357-the-soul-s-mark-changed" target="_blank">Enter The Soul’s Mark: CHANGED Goodreads paperback giveaway!</a><br />
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<strong><u><span style="font-size: large;">Deadly Trilogy, #2</span></u></strong><br />
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I know many of you have been awaiting updates on book #2 of the Deadly Trilogy and I want to thank you all for your patience. Your emails and comments are awesome and I love hearing from all of you!<br />
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Here’s what’s happening with Deadly #2. I’m having a blast writing it and I’m so excited for you all to read it!!! As of today, my goal is to have it released in the first half of 2014. I’m sorry I don’t have anything official yet, but I promise to update you all when I do.<br />
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Well that’s it for now.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>CHAPTER 1</strong></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Mitchell had a cold.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was coughing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His nose was running, and he was driving
Amelia crazy with that stupid bell.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
bell was something Eric had seen on TV and he’d thought it would be funny to
give one to Mitchell.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It wasn’t.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US">For most people, a cold was just that … a
cold, but for Mitchell, well, he hadn’t been sick in more than eight-hundred
years, and with the way he was carrying on about it, if Amelia didn’t know any
better, she would have thought he was dying.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He’d only been human for two weeks now, and it had been the longest two weeks
of her life.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia was pleased that life in Willowberg
had returned to normal—quiet and uneventful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>To her relief, and utter astonishment, Eric had stepped up, and with
Megan’s help, he’d taken over most of Mitchell’s day-to-day town running stuff,
whatever that was—Amelia still really wasn’t entirely sure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But Eric was actually good at it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Things were running smoothly, and for the
first time in, well, since Amelia had arrived in Willowberg, there were no
disasters to deal with.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But most importantly,
so far, they’d managed to keep Mitchell’s … condition, and Amelia’s change, a
secret.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">But the problem with keeping it a secret was
that Amelia couldn’t leave the house.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>And not leaving the house meant being stuck twenty-four hours a day with
a whiny, eight-hundred year old man with a cold.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Sunlight streamed through the French doors,
making the marble floor glimmer where it touched.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It danced off of the weathered black cabinets
and granite countertops, coating the kitchen in a warm glow.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The cherry wood island was littered with
newspapers, and unopened mail was piling up in a toppled stack off to the
side.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>On the top of the pile, Amelia
spotted the electricity bill.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her brow
knitted together and a pang in her heart made her swallow hard.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The mail, the bills, all of it had been Mabel’s
responsibility.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia stared at the stack for a long
moment and sighed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>God, she missed
Mabel.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She squeezed her eyes shut for a
brief moment, remembering Mabel’s bright, motherly smile and her warm
embrace.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The memory helped a little and
when she glanced back at the stack, she made a mental note to go through the
mail, and talk to Mitchell about paying the bills.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia picked up the ladle and gave the
chicken noodle soup a quick stir as it simmered on the gleaming stainless steel
stove.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She sucked in a deep breath.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She’d always liked the smell of soup before,
but now, with her new senses, it was fantastic.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The salt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The chicken.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even the noodles had their own smell and mixed
together, it was delightful.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">The soft chime of Mitchell’s bell sounded,
followed by a painful, hacking cough.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Millie,”
Lola hollered.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I’m going to kill him if
you don’t make that bell stop!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia choked on a strangled laugh.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lola.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Their
new relationship still seemed weird.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Weird
and exciting.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As far as makers went,
Amelia guessed she couldn’t have asked for anyone better, but it was still
Lola.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Grumpy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She had little tolerance for anything, and
Mitchell was no exception, especially now that he really couldn’t do anything
to her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In all honesty, Amelia thought
that their family was giving Mitchell a hard time just because they could now.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“I’m on it,” Amelia yelled back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She grabbed a bowl from the cupboard and
ladled out the steaming chicken noodle soup.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Setting the bowl on the tray, she snagged a spoon from the drawer, and
then turned off the burner.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">The bell sounded again and she
grinned.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Who would have thought it would
be her taking care of Mitchell?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Amelia
surely hadn’t.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But she had to admit,
even though he was driving her batty, she loved every minute of it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She picked up the tray, and made her way
through the house to their bedroom.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">As she wove through the crisp white
hallways of their massive house, Amelia noticed that the rich wood floors were
starting to look a touch dimmer than usual.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Every surface she passed held a thin layer of dust and the windows were looking
a bit grimy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Amelia had really tried to
stay on top of the housework over the last two weeks, but by the time she got
from one end of the house to the other, it was as if where she’d started had
never been touched.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She didn’t have a
clue how Mabel had done it all, and Amelia was starting to think it would take
an entire army to come close to keeping up with everything that Mabel had done.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia sucked in a deep breath and swallowed
down the pulsing ache in her throat that always seemed to appear when she
thought about Mabel.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When she was
certain that she wasn’t going to burst into tears, she pushed open the door to
her bedroom, juggling the tray in one hand.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>“How are you feeling, Mitch?” she asked, giving him what she hoped was a
bright smile, but it felt a bit forced and stiff.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She kicked the door shut with her heel and
padded over to him, climbing the steps of the raised landing to the bed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Mitchell looked up at her and croaked, “I’m
dying, love. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How do you think I’m
feeling?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His nose was all chapped and
cherry red, and his eyes, puffy and watery.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He was curled up in their bed, with the bold blue comforter pulled up to
his chin so only his face was visible, and he had a box of tissues beside him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“Oh, stop being so dramatic.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s just a cold,” Amelia said with a laugh as
she perched on the edge of the bed, setting the tray on the nightstand beside
him. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He shot her what she thought was
meant to be a dirty look, but it was ruined by a sneeze, and she laughed again.
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I made you some soup.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“My voice hurts,” he whined and sniffled.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He grabbed a tissue and blew his nose loudly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia tried to forge her face into a
serious expression, but it didn’t work.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>She giggled.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Mitch, I don’t
really think that’s possible.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“You know what I mean,” he said and groaned,
and then he gave her the saddest puppy dog look she had ever seen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Amelia, love, can’t you do some witchy thing
and make this go away?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“Oh, honey,” she said, trying to stifle another
laugh.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She failed miserably.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Suffering strengthens the soul.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">He arched an eyebrow at her, and Amelia
wasn’t sure if the look he was giving her was disbelief or amazement.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“You can, can’t you?” he said finally, after
a long moment of silence.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Is this
payback for something?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Disbelief it
was, then.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia smirked.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Now what in the world would I want to pay
you back for?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Mitchell frowned.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even without the bond, she could guess what
he was thinking.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was written clearly in
each one of the crinkled lines that were indenting his forehead.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The truth was she had tons of reasons to want
payback.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Because of Mitchell, she had
cursed all vampires, created vampire hunters, lost her parents, almost died—twice,
killed someone, and now, she was a vampire.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He had literally turned her world upside down.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And that wasn’t even counting when he had
taken away her free will without so much as telling her he was real and not
just a figment of her imagination, or the lying and manipulating he had done to
get her to Willowberg in the first place.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">But he had also shown her what it was like
to love and be loved, needed, and wanted.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He had given her a new family.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Shown her a new world.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And
brought her back to the world she had always been meant for.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He had given her a new start, a new life, one
that she wouldn’t trade for anything.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mitchell
may have been a big jerk sometimes, but he was her big jerk, and she loved him
(and sometimes hated him) for it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If she
knew how to fix him, she would have in a second.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Again, she found herself wishing that the
movies about vampires were real.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So many
of them portrayed vampires to have healing properties in their blood, and they
did—kind of.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Vampire blood could heal
during the changing process, but that didn’t help them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mother Nature, Amelia’s mother, had made it
abundantly clear that Mitchell wouldn’t survive the change again—yet.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His body needed time to adjust and strengthen,
before it could handle another shock like that.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia rested her hand on his forehead,
brushing back his sweaty curls. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“You’re
burning up,” she said, feeling his cheek and neck with the back of her hand.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“It’s probably just your heightened
senses,” he said, pushing her hand away.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">She furrowed her brow, searching his chiseled
face and taking in a deep breath, looking for the telltale signs of a lie.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This was the eighth day he’d been sick and
each day he only seemed to be getting worse.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It was also the first day that she’d felt any sign of a fever on his
clammy skin, and she was certain that the sour odor that was coming from him was
infection.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">He sat up and reached for the bowl of
soup.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After slurping a big mouthful, he
said hastily, “Stop worrying.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s just
a cold.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“Just a minute ago you said you were dying
and now it’s just a cold?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Amelia glared
at him long and hard.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His heartbeat
picked up, she could hear it thrumming rapidly in his chest and his breathing
became strained, too quick, and too shallow.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>“What are you hiding, Mitch?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Mitchell slurped another large
spoonful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I’m not hiding anything.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I promise.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It’s like you said, suffering strengthens the soul so I’m sucking it
up.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“Good,” Amelia said and smiled, although
she wasn’t really convinced.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She was
pretty sure that he needed a doctor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She
could smell the sour stench of infection on his skin and on his breath.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">She watched him silently as he finished his
soup.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She could see that he was
struggling, his hand trembled with every spoonful he brought to his lips, and
she didn’t know what to do for him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If
they took him to a doctor, they’d risk exposing his secret, and if they didn’t,
he could get worse.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If he hadn’t been a
vampire for eight-hundred years, she wouldn’t have worried, but she couldn’t
help but wonder what that could have done to his immune system.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She fiddled with the blankets, tucking them
around his legs and fluffed the cushions, trying to hide her building concern.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“How’s everyone coping?” he asked after he
swallowed the last bit of soup.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He
reached over to the nightstand and set the bowl down.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I feel like I haven’t seen them in days.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia looked away from him, unable to meet
his eyes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was true.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He hadn’t seen most of them in days.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The truth was their family was avoiding him
as much as they could.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Seeing him so
fragile was hard on all of them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Amelia
had never really realized how much of a role Mitchell played in keeping them
all together.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She’d always been so
caught up in fighting with him that she hadn’t noticed he was the glue to their
little family.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And without him being
well, they were slowly falling apart.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">She sighed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>“They’re good I think.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Eric and
Megan have been pretty busy repairing the damage the hunters left behind.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ty hasn’t been around much.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He’s been staying at his apartment more.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Mitchell took her chin in his hand and tilted
it up so she had to look at him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was
quiet for a long moment, his expression hardening as he searched her face, and
for that moment, he almost looked like himself again—almost.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If it wasn’t for that speck of guarded
weakness in his eyes …<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“I thought he was okay with what happened,”
he said, his tone tight and tinged with doubt.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Tyler had never been okay with the whole
drinking blood thing; Amelia knew that.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But
she had really thought he would have been able to get over Angelle’s attack on
him when she’d lost her soul.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And for a
day or two, he’d been okay.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They had
been close.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Really close.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They hadn’t left each other’s side, but then,
seemingly overnight, things had changed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Amelia almost wished they would argue it out, but they didn’t.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Instead, they just ignored each other.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Drifting apart.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“I thought so, too.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was, but I don’t know …” She sighed, a
gusty sound.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mitchell dropped his hand
from her chin, and clasped her hand, running his thumb along her palm in
soothing circles. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“He’s been pretty
distant the last few days.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Honestly, I
think something else is bothering him, but he won’t talk to me about it.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And then, wanting to brighten the subject,
she grinned and said, “But on the plus side, Erin is doing great.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She has a date tonight.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Out of everyone, Erin was the one person
that Amelia worried about the most.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Losing a soulmate to the final death couldn’t have been easy, not even one
as vile as Tristan.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But Erin … Erin was
okay.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Amelia figured she had accepted
losing him long before he died, most likely when Amelia had destroyed the bond
between them.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“With who?” Mitchell asked, although it
came out more like a demand.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She guessed
some things would never change.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even as
a human, Mitchell was still overly protective of his family and after all, Erin
was one of his vampire children, or she had been until he had become human.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia smirked; she couldn’t help it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She knew it didn’t matter who it was with,
Mitchell would find something wrong with the poor guy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“With Drew.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Mitchell groaned long and loud and then he
shocked her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I guess it could be
worse.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Was that an approval?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Amelia wasn’t completely sure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Drew isn’t so bad. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He’s better than Tristan, that’s for
sure.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even though she said it, the
statement lacked conviction.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Tristan
might have been psychotic and he may have tried to kill them all (Erin included)
a few times, but in the end, he had still been Erin’s soulmate, and she had
loved him, whether she had wanted to or not.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Mitchell opened his mouth to say something
but then closed it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He scrubbed at his
face roughly before looking back up at her, his sky-blue eyes taking her breath
away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Amelia, I want the bond,” he
whispered.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I miss you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even with you sitting here, I feel like we
are worlds apart.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia held his stare.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her gums throbbed, and everything in her told
her to just give in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She wanted to give
in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She wanted to taste him, and to
claim him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was ingrained in her
blood.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The vampire inside her wanted
nothing more than to see her name scrawled across his neck and to have the
bond, and him, at her beck and call.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And
it was that very reason why she couldn’t—wouldn’t—give into the need.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“I can’t, Mitch,” she whispered, dropping
her eyes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I won’t do that to you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Suddenly, the door flew open, cracking
against the wall.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Mitchell,” Lola
hissed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her eyes were blazing crimson
and everything about the way she stood in the doorway screamed fury.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“She’s not ready for that and if you keep it
up, I’ll keep her away from you.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her
nostrils flared then, and her complexion turned paper white.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She focused on him with wide, scared eyes and
breathed, “You smell like death.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"></span><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">CHAPTER 2</span></strong></div>
<br />
<span lang="EN-US">Lola flew across the room in a heartbeat,
and suddenly, she was beside Mitchell.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>She ripped the covers off of him and tossed an overabundance of cushions
to the floor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Amelia sat rigid on the
edge of the bed, watching her cautiously, as Lola scanned him from head to toe.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She ran her hand along his forehead and
cheek, as Mitchell half-heartedly swatted at her, grumbling something
completely incomprehensible.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US">Mitchell started coughing, violently.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His shoulders shook, and his chest
heaved.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Amelia shoved Lola aside and
quickly reached behind him, pulling him up to a sitting position, and rubbing
his back until the coughing eased up.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“How long has he smelled like this?” Lola
growled, glaring at Amelia with barely hidden rage.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia trembled slightly, completely
involuntarily, and before she could stop herself, she hopped off the bed,
putting some distance in between them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She
had never seen Lola this mad before.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Everything
about her, from her tight and thin lips, to her flexed and twitching muscles,
and her crouched, ready stance screamed fury and attack.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Amelia opened her mouth to answer, but when
nothing came out, she snapped it shut again.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“How long, Amelia?” Lola yelled, balling
her fists at her sides.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia cleared her throat, trying to
dislodge the plum-sized lump that had formed, and whispered, “Just today.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She didn’t mean to whisper, but her throat kept
closing up under Lola’s completely disappointed and extremely furious glare.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She felt like a little kid who had been
caught stealing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“Lola, stop yelling at her,” Mitchell said
calmly, with more than a little annoyance in his raspy voice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I’m fine.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">It was a lie.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Amelia could smell it and she could hear
it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His heart hammered and a different
kind of sweat began to bead along the base of his neck.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She followed his gaze, noticing that it was focused
on Lola’s chin.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He couldn’t even look her
in the eyes and say it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia’s stomach twisted and her gums
throbbed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If she did it, just gave in
and bit him, she wouldn’t have to guess.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He’d be an open book.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She’d know
everything.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She’d be able to see how bad
this cold was.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She’d be able to feel how
much pain he was in, and he’d have access to her magic again.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It could sooth him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It could help him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">And you
could hurt him,</i> her conscious reminded her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Remember the burning pain the bond
had caused.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Remember the hatred it
created between you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Remember.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Remember.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Lola shifted her glare to him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“You’re not fine and you damn well know it.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then she turned to Amelia and paced towards
her. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her little floral summer dress
brushed at her knees as she moved.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She
should have looked sweet with her blond pixie style hair cut, and soft
features, but right then, she didn’t.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Why
didn’t you say anything?” she demanded.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>A pinprick of red flared in the center of her eyes again.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“You can’t keep this stuff a secret, Amelia!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“I thought it was just the cold,” Amelia
said, taking a large step back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I only
noticed it a few minutes ago.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was
going to tell you.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And she was.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She really was going to tell them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He needed a doctor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She’d already figured that out, she just
hadn’t figured out how to get him to one.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“You should have gotten me immediately,”
Lola snapped.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Don’t you get how serious
this is?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He hasn’t had a disease in over
eight-hundred years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How do you think
his body will handle it?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia blinked.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What was she supposed to say?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If Lola was so bloody worried then why hadn’t
she been to see Mitchell in four days?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Or was it five?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Amelia was the
only one trying to take care of him, and really, in her defense, it wasn’t an
easy task.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All she wanted to do was bite
him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was as if they had all forgotten
what it was like to be a vampire living with a human soulmate.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She had to be careful with everything she did
around him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Between her magic and her
new strength and the constant, relentless urge to bite him … well, it was hard
to cope, and none of them were helping.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“Lola, that’s enough,” Mitchell said,
through another round of hacking coughs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>His face was flushed and glistened with a sheet of sweat from the
fever.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He clutched at his chest with one
hand, rubbing it as the coughing eased, and gestured with the other for Amelia
to come to him, but she didn’t.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her
fangs were starting to poke through her gums, just a little, and right then,
she didn’t want to get too close.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“Mitchell, she’s my child so back the hell
off,” Lola snarled, shooting him a dirty look over her shoulder.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lola was vibrating, her arms shaking and her
fists clenched.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her eyes washed red, and
her fangs snapped down.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia saw it happen as if it was in slow
motion, although she knew that it was only her vampire senses kicking in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mitchell tumbled out of bed, and planted
himself nose to nose with Lola.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lola
raised a hand, most likely to push him back in bed; she even touched his
shoulder, and it was that touch that made Amelia lose it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">No one
touched her soulmate!</i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not even Lola.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">Amelia’s fangs slid into place, a scarlet
haze clouded her vision, and she lunged at Lola.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Magic surged through her veins, steaming and
sparking, mixing with her vampiric powers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Flares of crimson light shot from her in every direction, exploding in
uncontrolled bursts from her skin.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">Lola noticed Amelia a second too late.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her eyes widened and Amelia caught the scent
of fear washing off Lola, thick as smoke.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>She grabbed Lola’s hand, wrenching it off Mitchell’s shoulder, and as
she did, she sent out a blast of magic from the palm of her hand, searing
Lola’s skin.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Lola screamed and yanked her charred arm
out of Amelia’s grasp, cradling it to her chest.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her eyes went vacant for a moment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She was calling Luke; Amelia was sure of it,
but frankly, she didn’t care.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She
glanced at Mitchell, making sure he was okay.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He held her gaze for a long moment before he said, “Amelia, you need to calm
down.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
<span lang="EN-US">Amelia ignored him and focused her blazing
gaze on Lola.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Don’t you ever touch him
again,” she hissed, her tone was acidic.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>She felt like a coiled snake, her muscles jumping under her skin,
tightening and loosening, just ready to attack.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>An arm wove around her waist then, and Mitchell’s fever-hot chest
pressed against her back.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">“Amelia,” he breathed against her cheek. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His hot breath puffed against her face, and
tickled the fine hairs on her skin, soothingly.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He didn’t say anything else.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just
her name.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His velvety voice surrounded her
and his touch comforted her, like a fleece blanket on a cold winter night.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She closed her eyes and leaned into him,
letting the feel of his skin pressed against hers envelope her body in a steady
stream of sparks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her skin tingled, and her
raging emotions began to calm.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">“I would never hurt him, Amelia,” Lola said.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Reluctantly, Amelia opened her eyes and let
her fangs fold back into her gums.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
last of her magic sputtered away and Lola took a few steps, closing the
distance between them and caressed Amelia’s cheek, her eyes imploring Amelia to
believe her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“You know that.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">“Hey, kiddo,” Luke’s booming voice drew Amelia’s
attention.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I hear you’ve tried to burn
my soulmate again.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
<span lang="EN-US">Luke was smiling, and his quizzical hazel
eyes held humor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He walked into the bedroom,
and took a seat in one of the marshmallowy brown leather chairs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was in jeans and a faded blue T-shirt, and
he looked completely at ease as he stretched his long legs out in front of him,
crossing them at the ankles.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He looked
the three of them over, all standing together, Mitchell at Amelia’s back, Lola
at her front, and he frowned for a second, but it didn’t last.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
<span lang="EN-US">Suddenly, Amelia felt sick.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I’m sorry,” she said softly, casting her
eyes to the floor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Luke had always been
on her side.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>No matter how childish she
acted, or how mean she was, he stood behind her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He believed in her when no one else (not even
Mitchell) had.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-US">Dammit!</span></i><span lang="EN-US"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She needed to get it
together.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ever since she had become a
vampire, she was like a smoldering fire that was just waiting to blow up when
the littlest bit of fuel was added.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She
missed the clean white magic she’d had as a witch, and she loathed the flaming
crimson light it had turned into.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She
didn’t know how to keep her vampiric powers separate from her magic, and when
they mixed, it was explosive.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She wished
she knew how Mitchell had handled the magic when he’d used it through the bond,
but in all honesty, she was too freaked out to ask him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Too worried that he would think she was
weak.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And her being weak was the last
thing he needed to worry about.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
<span lang="EN-US">“Again?” Mitchell asked, tightening his arm
around Amelia’s waist.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Dammit, Lola!”
he shouted, and then started hacking again.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Amelia turned in his arms, and pulled his arm around her shoulder,
helping to support him as he coughed, a painfully wet sound.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She helped him back over to the bed, and when
he was settled, she tucked the covers around him and handed him a glass of
water.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
<span lang="EN-US">Mitchell drank it greedily, finishing half
the glass before he pulled it away from his lips.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Amelia stood over him, wringing her hands
nervously.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She gathered a morsel of her
magic, pushing it out towards him, picturing soothing waterfalls and birds
chirping, and he smiled at her, a silent thank you, before he turned his
attention back to Lola.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“This is why she
needs the bond.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She needs help dealing
with the magic.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His voice was hoarse
and his expression strained.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
<span lang="EN-US">“You’ve never helped her,” Lola said,
exasperated.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“It’s always you that
pushes her over the edge.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She glided
over to Luke, curling herself up on his lap.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
<span lang="EN-US">“And it’s always Mitchell that brings her
back,” Luke said sternly, looking down at Lola with hard eyes before shifting
his focus back to Mitchell.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Do you
think you can help her with it?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
<span lang="EN-US">Amelia didn’t give Mitchell time to
answer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“It doesn’t matter ‘cause I’m
not doing it,” she said, spinning around to glare at Luke and Lola.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;">
<span lang="EN-US">Mitchell swatted at her as if to tell her
to keep quiet.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I can help,” he
said.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I’ve done it before when the
power was too much for her and I can do it now.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">Luke seemed to be considering it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His intense gaze raked over Mitchell and Amelia
sighed long and loud, but they ignored her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>She guessed this was another one of those things that would never
change.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They had rarely listened to her
before, why had she expected them to start now?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>She stood there for a few moments listening to them discuss whether or
not she should bite Mitchell and solidify the bond.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Luke listened to all of Mitchell’s ridiculous
reasons, such as he missed her, and he thought that he could help her with her
magic.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was all the same things that
he’d said to her, over and over and over.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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them it wasn’t happening.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She wasn’t
going to put Mitchell through that kind of pain and they knew damn well that if
he hadn’t been able to control the bond, there was no way she’d be able to do
it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But they ignored her, and when Mitchell
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">shushed </i>her, she sighed, a frustrated
sigh.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They went on discussing Mitchell’s
health, and which doctor—if any—they could trust him with, which in Amelia’s
opinion was retarded.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He needed a doctor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They could all smell it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At this point, did his secret really
matter?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But Mitchell was pushing back,
saying he didn’t need, or want, to see someone.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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them argue back and forth on what to do with him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And she was ready to start pulling out her
hair in frustration when an idea dawned on her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>She felt the start of a smile twitch at her lips.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I can
fix him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></i>Right then, she was certain
of it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<strong>Expected Release Date:</strong> December 2013</div>
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<strong>Genre:</strong> YA Paranormal Romance </div>
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<strong>Formats:</strong> All ebook formats and Paperback</div>
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Ever since college student Amelia Caldwell moved to Willowberg, her life has been in turmoil. But with the evil vampire hunters no longer terrorizing the town, Willowberg is once again peaceful.<br />
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With a little help from Mother Nature and a dream for a better future, Mitchell has found himself in a predicament—after eight hundred years of being immortal, he is now a human while his soulmate is a vampire.<br />
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Now all Amelia and Mitchell have to do is hide from the world until his body can handle the change. But when Mitchell gets a cold, all hell breaks loose. <br />
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With an unexpected resistance rising, and an unexplained deadline from the spirits, Amelia realizes that this is a fight she cannot win alone. One thing is clear, though: to save Mitchell, he needs to change—again. But if he does, what chance does he have of surviving it?<br />
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Ashley Stoyanoff, the award winning author of The Soul’s Mark: FOUND, lives in Whitby, Ontario and loves diving into the magical world of creating fiction. When not writing, she can be found reading sappy novels, watching cheesy chick flicks, and buying far too many clothes.<br />
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<strong><u>Other Books by Ashley Stoyanoff</u></strong><br />
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<strong><em>The Soul's Mark Series</em></strong><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/The-Souls-Mark-FOUND-ebook/dp/B008N9L2TS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1377095391&sr=8-1" target="_blank">The Soul's Mark: FOUND (The Soul's Mark, #1)</a><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/The-Souls-Mark-HUNTED-ebook/dp/B00ABR96CK/ref=sr_1_3_bnp_1_kin?ie=UTF8&qid=1377095520&sr=8-3" target="_blank">The Soul's Mark: HUNTED (The Soul's Mark, #2)</a><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/The-Souls-Mark-BROKEN-ebook/dp/B00C4CHK4G/ref=sr_1_4_bnp_1_kin?ie=UTF8&qid=1377095551&sr=8-4" target="_blank">The Soul's Mark: BROKEN (The Soul's Mark, #3)</a><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Waking-Dreams-Souls-Mark-ebook/dp/B00CCSU5E4/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1377095489&sr=8-2" target="_blank">Waking Dreams, A Soul's Mark Novella</a><br />
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<strong><em>Deadly Trilogy</em></strong><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Deadly-Crush-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B00EPX8NPM/ref=sr_1_10?ie=UTF8&qid=1377273298&sr=8-10" target="_blank">Deadly Crush (Deadly Trilogy, #1)</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08948324286996803342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403964526318734477.post-59348530663404532962013-10-04T19:38:00.000-04:002013-10-04T19:38:54.417-04:00My First Ever Video Interview<div style="text-align: justify;">
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Sorry I've been MIA again. I've been busy working on the edits for The Soul's Mark: CHANGED and the days have been flying by. I can't believe we are already in October! Good news though ... everything is still on track for a December 2013 release. Yay!</div>
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But enough of about that. I have something to share with you all today. A couple weeks ago I let you all know that Justine @ <a href="http://justinevandale.blogspot.ca/" target="_blank">Shelves of Books Blog</a> asked me to do a video interview with her. Well I'm thrilled to share that I figured out how to use my camera thingy on my computer and the interview is done. So as promised, here is my first ever video interview!</div>
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Well I'm off to do some more editing. I hope you all enjoyed watching the interview. :)</div>
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The other day I received an awesome email from Justine @ <a href="http://justinevandale.blogspot.ca/" target="_blank">Shelves of Books Blog</a>. She has just started doing video book reviews, and as her very first one she reviewed Deadly Crush! Justine is also one of the awesome moderators for the Goodreads group <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/group/show/110692-reading-for-fun" target="_blank">Reading for Fun</a>. <br />
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Now, if you've watched the review, you know that Justine has also asked me to do a video interview. I'm super excited to do it, and once I figure out how to use the webcam thingy on my new computer, I will be working with her on the interview. I'll share it with you all once it's complete. :) </div>
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