Presenting.... The book blog tour for the newly released novel RECALLED by Cambria Hebert.
Today is my stop in this lovely blog tour and will be sharing with my readers all about the book and author. There will also be a giveaway open to only my readers. I hope everyone enjoys this post and be sure before you go to enter the giveaway.
Recalled by Cambria Hebert (Death Escorts, #1)
Publication date: February 15th, 2013
Genre: New Adult Romance with paranormal, thriller and mystery elements
Love or Death? A simple question really. The choice seems obvious. But. What if you never knew love, what if your life was spent just trying to survive? What if you knew your fate before you were fully grown?
And then you died.
And you were given another chance. A better chance.
This new life depended upon one thing: your job. And so you agreed. You thought it would be simple. You thought it would be cut and dry.
It never is.
And now you are left holding the fate of someone else in the palm of your hand and you have to make the ultimate choice.
Love or Death?
For a limited time Recalled will be on SALE for 99 cents.
Scene Between Piper and Frankie
I stood there while Frankie opened up the door to the tiniest closet known to man and peered in.
Her blond head reappeared moments later, and she said “Your wardrobe is pathetic.”
I rolled my eyes. We had this conversation hundreds of times. “I’m a struggling college student.
I don’t have money for clothes.”
“Girl, you gotta get your priorities straight. I know you want to be some hero doctor, but you
gotta look the part. Dying people don’t want to look at a fugly mess.”
I laughed. But then I thought about the man on the street. I wondered if he was able to see me
before he died. Suddenly, it did seem important to look pretty.
Frankie must’ve noticed the change in me because she sighed. “It’s not that bad in here. We can
“Frankie. Will you help me?” I said, plopping down on the end of my twin-size bed.
She appeared again, this time with a scarf around her neck and several articles of clothing draped
over her arms. “Of course I will; you know that.” She thrust a pair of jeans at me and a long-
sleeved white T-shirt.
I stood up and stepped into the jeans, pulling them up under my waitress skirt. “Well, what I
want you to do is kinda illegal.”
“Oooh. Do tell,” she sang as she dove back into my closet. I had no idea what she was doing
because I had hardly any clothes.
“Well, he drives this really fancy car. It’s a Mercedes Roadster.” I began and I heard her gasp
from somewhere in the closet.
“You’re just now telling me this? Is he rich? Is he cute? Does he have a brother?” Her words
tripped over each other.
“I have no idea about any of that stuff,” I said. “Anyway, I was thinking—”
Frankie cut me off to say, “How can you know none of this? Have I taught you nothing?!”
“He wasn’t the talkative type,” I said, discarding my uniform completely and pulling on the T-
“He’s a serial killer. I knew it. He drives that car to lure in poor women.”
I laughed again. “Oh my God, Frank. You’re so paranoid. Will you just listen already?”
She sniffed. “Fine. But if you die, I’m not crying at your funeral.”
“Fine. I will. But only a little.”
“Anyway,” I said, trying to get back to the subject. “I was hoping you could, you know, look him
up, see where he lives?”
“I knew working at the Motor Vehicle Administration would be good for something someday,
other than making me feel dead inside.”
She now had a hat on her head, three bracelets on her right wrist, and one glove on her left hand.
“What are you doing and where did you get that bracelet?”
She wagged her eyebrows. “I told you I could find something.”
“I got his license plate number when he drove off earlier. I’ll give it to you and you can look him
“I’ll do it on Wednesday. My supervisor is off. She has an appointment to get the broom she flies
“You’re too much,” I said, giggling.
“I know you love me,” she said, stepping back from the closet. It was organized into outfits that
all hung together with accessories and everything.
She smiled and draped the chunky knit scarf around my neck. “It’s a calling,” she said and
sighed. “Come on, I’m taking you to a late-night movie. You’ve been working and thinking too
“Sure, I already have it stashed in my purse. Candy too. That usher won’t dare try to search me
after what happened last time.” She wagged her eyebrows.
I grinned at the memory of the very embarrassed usher’s face. “I’ve never seen any guy get so
flustered in all my life.”
“It takes a special kind of man to handle all of this,” she said, motioning to herself. “He was out
of his element.”
Most men were out of their element when it came to Frankie. Most women, too. But she was the
best friend I could ever hope for.
About The Author: Cambria Hebert Author. Blogger. Latte Sipper.
Find Cambria @
Cambria Hebert is an author who wrote her first book at the age of fifteen. It was terrible. But the passion for writing never went away so years later when she opened her laptop and started typing she worked until she wrote a book that she hopes everyone will be as excited about as she is.
Cambria is obsessed with werewolves and is terrified of chickens (they are creepy!)She is an animal lover that would choose coffee over food and her favorite TV show is the Vampire Diaries (Hell-O Damon!)
A BIG thanks for Cambria for offering such a great giveaway on my blog for my readers.
What can you win?
One Recalled Fashion Ring
Two signed Recalled Bookmarks
A signed Bookcard (features an excerpt from the book)
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