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Protected is the perfect summer read if you like SUSPENSE with a dash of ROMANCE. A couple of hot guys can really make your summer sizzle.
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| Amazon Barnes and Noble They found her. Now she must run and leave behind everything she knows, including herself. |
"Incredible sequel to a great book."
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"Great writing."
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"Could not put it down."
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If you missed the first book in the series, Watched, here's the scoop:
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| Amazon Barnes and Noble Murder was just the beginning |
It takes more than a trip to Washington, D.C. to change Christy's life.
It takes murder.
A witness to the brutal slaying of a senator's aide, Christy find herself watched not only by the killer and the FBI, but also by two hot guys.
She discovers that if she can't help the FBI, who want to protect her, it will cost her and her new friends their lives.
What are people saying about Watched?
"I couldn't stop once I picked it up."
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"Fast-paced thrill ride!"
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Good Luck and enjoy learning about all the amazing books!
Like Clockwork by Elle Strauss
Check out this new book!
Like Clockwork, a companion novel to the Clockwise series, is here!!
Adeline doesn't feel she belongs in her own time, but can bad boys from the past be trusted?
Adeline Savoy had hoped that the move west from Cambridge to Hollywood with her single dad would mean they’d finally bond like a real family, but all she got was a father too busy with his new female friends and his passion for acting to really see her.
Instead she finds herself getting attached to Faye, the divorcee hair dresser she befriends when she travels back in time to 1955. Plus Faye has a hottie, James Dean-esque, bad-boy brother who has Adeline’s heart all aflutter. But bad boys from the past can be dangerous. Is it possible that Adeline really does belong in her own time and that maybe the right boy lives as close as next door?
LIKE CLOCKWORK is available now at Amazon and Smashwords and soON for B&N, ibooks and other e-book retailers.
Read on to sample the first chapter:
Like Clockwork, a companion novel to the Clockwise series, is here!!
Adeline doesn't feel she belongs in her own time, but can bad boys from the past be trusted?
Adeline Savoy had hoped that the move west from Cambridge to Hollywood with her single dad would mean they’d finally bond like a real family, but all she got was a father too busy with his new female friends and his passion for acting to really see her.
Instead she finds herself getting attached to Faye, the divorcee hair dresser she befriends when she travels back in time to 1955. Plus Faye has a hottie, James Dean-esque, bad-boy brother who has Adeline’s heart all aflutter. But bad boys from the past can be dangerous. Is it possible that Adeline really does belong in her own time and that maybe the right boy lives as close as next door?
LIKE CLOCKWORK is available now at Amazon and Smashwords and soON for B&N, ibooks and other e-book retailers.
Read on to sample the first chapter:
Chapter One
Adeline Savoy
My dad still thought I was ten. That was how old I was when my
mother died, and how old I was when my father crawled into his “cave,” also
known as his office on the 26th floor of the John Hancock tower. Six years
later, like a bear coming out of hibernation, Dad decided his days of hiding
behind a desk were over. I thought he was going through a mid-life crisis,
which was why we now lived in Hollywood instead of Cambridge. And why when I
spotted his reflection in a mirror at the cosmetic counter in the Shop &
Save store, I almost dropped the Scarlet
Passion lipstick tester I'd just smeared on my lips.
Even though I was sixteen, I wasn't allowed to wear make-up.
True. With my left hand I used a tissue to wipe the evidence off my mouth, all
the while watching my dad’s familiar profile move in and out of range in the
mirror.
He was laughing. I crouched down and turned, my vision just
missing the counter top, and watched. His hair had grown out since the
“decision.” He used to always keep it so short, that I didn’t even know it was
wavy before, and the lines on his face never used to turn upward in a smile.
I had to see who was causing this cosmic reaction in my father.
The clerk who sold cheap jewelry, a pretty-in-a-fake way brunette, tilted her
head and giggled back.
My jaw dropped and something really strange started happening
in my stomach. I felt a little sick because I couldn’t believe what I was
witnessing. My dad was flirting!
Who was this man dressed in khakis, flip-flops and an un-tucked
pseudo Hawaiian shirt? My real dad only wore pinstriped suits with starchy
white shirts and a blue tie. Always. Even to bed, I was certain.
“Miss? Are you all right?” The cosmetic clerk was armed with a
spray nozzle cleaner in one hand and a paper towel in the other.
I mimed as best I could, “ssh”, but apparently dad was the only
one with acting skills in my family, since she wouldn’t leave me alone.
“Miss? You don’t look too good. Should I call for medical?”
The fake pretty lady stopped chatting when she heard her
colleague talking so loudly. Obviously, that meant my dad’s little flirtation
episode was over. And of course, my blonde ponytail was a giveaway.
“Adeline?”
he said.
“Dad!” I jumped up, feigning surprise.
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
What are you doing here?
I thought. “Um nothing, just looking. Thought I might buy some gum.”
Dad glanced back at the fake and I did a quick switcheroo,
replacing the tester and grabbing a sealed golden tube. It tucked nicely in my
fist as I crossed my arms over my chest.
“Adeline, come here,” Dad said. “I want you to meet someone.”
My legs moved toward dad and the fake without my permission.
“Adeline, this is my friend from acting class, Spring. Spring,
this is my daughter, Adeline.”
Spring extended her hand. Unfortunately, the contraband
lipstick was in my right hand. I wasn’t a magician. Dad would notice if I tried
to switch. I opted for the awkward offering of my left hand.
“It’s so nice to meet you,” Spring gushed.
“Same,” I said, not meaning it at all. “Not that I don’t want
to stay and chat,” I added quickly, before Dad could draw us into more forced
intimacies, “but I’ve got to go.”
“I’ll walk with you,” Dad said. But he wasn’t looking at me; he
was smiling at the fake.
“It’s okay, Dad. I’ll meet you at home.” I strutted across the
floor to the cashier. He glanced back at me as I stood in line at the register.
I waved the pack of gum in the air. I paid for it and the lipstick while Dad
and the fake went back to making googly eyes.
I snapped the gum in my mouth while caressing the lipstick tube
in my hand. It was encased in a plastic protective seal, a perforated strip
running the length of it like a zipper. My thumb picked at the rim. All I had
to do was rip it open and it would no longer be returnable.
But I really should return it. I’d promised myself I’d give up
the greasy lip habit when we moved. It was a chance to start over, do
everything new, and be a proper daughter with a proper father.
Hrumph. Like that was
turning out. Dad wasn't exactly holding up his end of the bargain.
My breaths came out short and rapid, like a panting dog. I
didn’t realize how fast I’d been walking. I’d hardly taken in the tall palm
trees that lined the road or the sweet smell of tropical flowers I didn’t know
the names of.
No signs of autumn in sight. In Cambridge the leaves would be
showing signs of turning color, bright reds and yellows. A little twist in my
stomach. I was homesick.
And angry.
He was supposed to change, but not like that. He was supposed
to notice me, spend time with me, not some flake called Spring. What kind of
name was that anyway? It sounded like a made up actress name. Her last name was
probably Storm or Wind. My thumb picked the plastic a bit more.
“Hi, there.”
I turned my head. Some guy riding a pink bike with a sparkly
white banana seat and matching tassels that hung off tall, wide handle bars
slowed down to keep pace with me.
“Hi,” he said again. This time there was no mistaking he was
talking to me.
“Hi?” I said, not slowing down at all to do so. I may be
entering my junior year, but I still didn’t talk to strangers. Janice, my
babysitter/pseudo mom in Cambridge, had drilled that lesson into me good.
“My name's Marco. I live next door to you.”
Okay. I slowed a little. “Why are you riding a girl’s bike?”
Did he steal it? Why didn’t he care about how stupid it made him look?
“It’s my sister’s. I sold mine to buy something else, but
riding this is better than walking.”
“I’m walking and you’re not making any better time than me.” I
was annoyed. Why didn’t he just keep going? I preferred to sulk alone.
“You’re new, so I thought with school starting tomorrow, you’d
like someone to ride the bus with.”
Good point. Who knew what kinds of Hollywood weirdos would be
on the bus? I looked Marco up and down. He was average height, shaggy hair, and
wore a graphic t-shirt and surfer shorts with fat, loosely tied skate shoes on
his feet. No socks. He had nice, tanned skin and warm brown eyes that squinted
to almost close when he smiled. He wasn’t hard to look at.
And he looked trustworthy enough, I guessed. Plus, he was right.
I didn’t really want to go to Hollywood High alone.
I stopped and turned to him. “I’m Adeline Savoy.” I wiped the
sweat on my right hand off on my skirt—sky blue, slightly flared and to my
knees—and offered it wanting to start my new friendship off on the right foot.
“Cool,” Marco said as we shook. “You like to make things
official. I like that.”
The sun must’ve glinted off the gold tube in my other hand
because Marco nodded toward it. “What’ya got there?”
“Oh, it’s just lipstick. I bought it, but now I’m not sure. I
might take it back.”
“I don’t know why girls wear that vile stuff,” he said. I was
surprised by the strength of his statement.
“It makes us feel good. Pretty. What’s wrong with that?”
“For one thing, you’re already pretty without it.”
He thought I was pretty?
“Besides,” he continued, “it’s made out of horse urine.”
“It is not! That’s so gross.”
“It is. That’s why it has that sticky consistency. Have you
ever seen dried urine around a toilet?”
“You’re disgusting! How would you know about lipstick, anyway?”
“I have three sisters, though one is only six years old and
hasn’t discovered the evils of make-up and this culture’s drive to sexualize
young girls. It’s too late for my older sisters, but you can still be saved.”
Who was this guy? And how did he get off talking to me like
that? He didn’t even know me. I felt my lips settle into a tight line and my pace picked up.
“Hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you.”
How long was he going to walk with me? “Where did you say you
lived?”
“Right next door to you.”
“Right next door?” This annoying person, who happened to be my
only friend, lived right next door?
“Yeah, the two storey. My bedroom window faces yours.”
“You see in my window!”
“No. I don’t…” His face flushed red.
“You do, you do look
in. You peeping Tom!”
“Adeline, I didn’t see anything. I just heard your music.”
“Huh?” I stopped and spun to face him.
A grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. “And your singing.”
“What?” I was mortified. He probably heard me singing along to Feist, or even worse, he saw me doing my
Michael Jackson impersonation. I bet he saw me doing the Thriller dance the other night. Ugh!
“Everyone can hear you. You have your window open.”
“You know what? Don’t talk to me.”
Marco seemed truly taken aback, and yet he didn’t get the hint.
Not even one as direct as that. He was not only a peeper, but he was dense,
too.
“I live in a house full of women. Three sisters and a mother. I
get what’s going on here. It’s PMS, isn’t it?”
Was he kidding me? As
if I would talk about something like that with him! I stopped and stared hard
into his eyes. I produced my new tube of lipstick and slowly peeled the
perforated strip, letting the plastic wrapper drop to the ground. I
dramatically popped off the lid and twisted the base until the bright red dried
horse urine was in full view.
Then I put it on my lips, slowly, purposefully, first the top
and then the bottom, smacking them in Marco’s direction when I was done.
Take that, Mr. I Know Women.
Marco bent down, picked up the plastic wrapper and pushed it in
his pocket. He straddled the bike and pushed off, turning back long enough to
say, “I’ll pick you up at 8:10 tomorrow morning for school.”
Argh.
It's always fun to hear about a new book. What do you think of this one?
It's always fun to hear about a new book. What do you think of this one?
Ten Finalists Announced
So many beautiful girls.
Drum roll, please!
Here are the ten finalists for the cover model for the third book in the Watched series, Created.
Now the decision is in the hands of O'neal Publishing. Good Luck, girls.
In no particular order:
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| Tarran Sowder |
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| Abby Smith |
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| Jenna Beeton |
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| Alyssa Marabella |
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| Kimberly Goodrich |
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| Zoey Pessetto |
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| Annalissa Balboa |
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| Stacie Witbeck |
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| Jensyn Beardall |
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| Mindy Green Who do you think best matches the models on the other 2 books? |
Driven by Lisa Nowak
Check out this awesome book!
The last thing on 16-year-old Jess DeLand’s wish list is a boyfriend. She’d have to be crazy to think any guy would look twice at her. Besides, there are more important things to hope for, like a job working on cars and an end to her mom’s drinking. Foster care is a constant threat, and Jess is willing to sacrifice anything to stay out of the system. When luck hands her the chance to work on a race car, she finds herself rushing full throttle into a world of opportunities—including a boy who doesn’t mind the grease under her fingernails. The question is, can a girl who keeps herself locked up tighter than Richard Petty’s racing secrets open up enough to risk friendship and her first romance?
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“The first romance is captured beautifully—just the right combination of natural and awkward, of eager and scared.”
~ Bob Martin, writing professor, Pacific Northwest College of Art
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In addition to being a YA author, Lisa Nowak is a retired amateur stock car racer, an accomplished cat whisperer, and a professional smartass. She writes coming-of-age books about kids in hard luck situations who learn to appreciate their own value after finding mentors who love them for who they are. She enjoys dark chocolate and stout beer and constantly works toward employing wei wu wei in her life, all the while realizing that the struggle itself is an oxymoron.
Lisa has no spare time, but if she did she’d use it to tend to her expansive perennial garden, watch medical dramas, take long walks after dark, and teach her cats to play poker. For those of you who might be wondering, she is not, and has never been, a diaper-wearing astronaut. She lives in Milwaukie, Oregon, with her husband, four feline companions, and two giant sequoias.
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Semi-Finalists in Cover Model Contest Announced
This contest is closed as of 7:30 MST. Results will be posted as soon as an accurate account can be made. Thank you for participating and good luck to all the semi-finalists!
Finalists will be notified by email as well as show up on a post this Tues 5/15.
Here are the semi-finalists in my cover contest.
The top 10 voted for pictures from the 20 below, will move on to the finalist round.
Vote for your favorite person. The winner will be featured on the final book, Created.
Here are the pictures from the first two books in the Watched series.
And the semi-finalists are: (I tried to do them alphabetically by first name, but blogger wasn't cooperating on a few.)
Pick your favorite and leave the name and number in the comment section of this blog.
No Anonymous votes will be counted. Sorry!
Only one vote per person, please. See officials rules under the tab official rules on this site. The voting ends on May 13th at 7:15 pm MST
There was a glitch in the program I used to do the poll! So sorry. The company could not fix it. So, to make sure it is all legit, I will not use a poll. Instead, you need to vote in the comment section of this blog. Please enter the # and name of the person you would like to vote for. No anonymous votes, sorry.
Finalists will be notified by email as well as show up on a post this Tues 5/15.
The top 10 voted for pictures from the 20 below, will move on to the finalist round.
Vote for your favorite person. The winner will be featured on the final book, Created.
Here are the pictures from the first two books in the Watched series.
Pick your favorite and leave the name and number in the comment section of this blog.
No Anonymous votes will be counted. Sorry!
Only one vote per person, please. See officials rules under the tab official rules on this site. The voting ends on May 13th at 7:15 pm MST
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| #1 Abby Smith |
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| #2 Alyssa Marabella |
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| #3 Annalissa Balboa |
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| #4 Stacie Witbeck |
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| #10 Jenna Beeton |
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| #11 Jensyn Beardall |
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| #7 Hayley Parkinson |
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| #5 Gabrielle Hutchison |
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| #6 Ghenia Jessica Miller |
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| #8 Ivery Parkinson |
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| #9 Jade Elizabeth Dansie |
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| #12 Kaysi Evans |
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| #13 Kimberly Hurst Goodrich |
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| #14 Maraya Mills |
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| #15 Mindy Trump Green |
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| #16 Sarah Kate Larsen |
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| #17 Shelby Griffiths |
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| #18 Taran Sue Sowder |
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| #19 Tiffany Ann |
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| #20 Zoey Pesseto |
Please be considerate to all the entrants and be kind with your comments.
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