Thursday, April 30, 2015

The Doomsday Kids Series & Survival Bottle Giveaway!

Helllooooo everyone! *waves*
Today I have a really amazing giveaway for you all! 
Karyn Langhorne Folan is the author of a NEW Post-Apocalyptic Series called The Doomsday Kids. The series follows a group of young adults who work together to survive a nuclear attack which has brought upon the end of the world. Each book focuses on one of the kids and their story. I have heard nothing but wonderful things about this series and in fact I will be reviewing book 1, Liam's Promise soon.

The author has offered to host this giveaway on my blog. She is giving way:

Paperback copies of Liam’s Promise, Nester’s Mistake and Amaranth’s Return, and a signed copy of new release Amy’s Promise and the winner will receive a Doomsday Kids “The End is Near” survival bottle! It’s everything you need for short-term survival in one convenient bottle that you can clip to a purse or backpack. 
The Doomsday Kids “The End is Near” bottle includes:

32-oz  BPA-free bottle
1 carabiner
1 multi-function tool
1 whistle/compass tool
1 flashlight with two batteries
1 survival blanket
2 hand warmers
1 candle
1 box of waterproof matches
1 emergency poncho
20 piece first aid kit
1 plastic baggie (perfect for wet clothes or keeping valuables dry)

Let's first learn all about the books...

Liam’s Promise by Karyn Langhorne Folan
Number of Pages: 297
Pub Date: 3-23-2014
Genre: YA - Post-Apocalyptic
ISBN (ebook): 978-06159660-8-3
ISBN (soft): 978-09908043-2-1

“This is for real. Get your sister and get to the Mountain Place.”

With those last words from his mother, fifteen year old Liam Harper and his ten year old sister, Lilly embark on a perilous journey of survival.

The bombs are coming any minute and after they fall, Washington DC will be gone. With only minutes to escape, Liam and Lilly and six other kids—some friends, some foes and all from wildly different backgrounds—embark on a desperate mission to survive first the blast and then the terrifying days ahead in the ruins of the world they once knew. In the wreckage of their community, without food or transportation, their only hope of safety is to walk to a mountain cabin almost two hundred miles away. If they can get to the Mountain Place, they hope to be reunited with Liam’s father, a decorated military veteran and survivalist who will protect and shelter them. But the journey brings Liam and his friends face to face with death and danger, deprivation and disease and worst of all: the realization that life will never be the same again.

 Nester’s Mistake by Karyn Langhorne Folan
Number of pages: 326
Pub date: 9-8-2014
Publisher: K Squared Books
Genre: YA - Post-Apocalyptic
ISBN (ebook): 978-0692251034
ISBN (soft): 976-09908043-3-8

After their perilous escape from the wreckage of Washington, DC the surviving kids reach the Mountain Place, only to find their troubles have just begun. Fifteen-year-old Nester Bartlett’s biggest worries had been growing up black in America… until a nuclear apocalypse changed all of the rules he lived by. Now, instead of getting good grades and struggling against the negative stereotypes against African American men, he’s fighting just to stay alive.

A 21st century nerd who excelled at robotics and science, Nester finds himself thrown into a lifestyle his great-great grandfather might have understood— tending animals, maintaining fires and guarding their safe house from intruders. Angry, confused and grieving, Nester must find a way to put aside his feelings to care for the other Doomsday Kids, most of whom are too sick or traumatized to care for themselves. Then, as nuclear winter sweeps over them killing crops and animals, a medical emergency forces Nester to make a heartbreaking choice that shatters their little community and alters their hopes for survival forever.

Amaranth’s Return by Karyn Langhorne Folan
Number of pages: 242
Pub date: 12-1-2014
Publisher: K Squared Books
Genre: YA - Post-Apocalyptic
ISBN (ebook): 978-06159660-0-7
ISBN (soft): 978-09908043-4-5

Dying of radiation poisoning, Rod Wasserman has one last wish: to return to the Wasteland of Washington DC to see if there’s any hope that his mother has survived the nuclear blast.

Amaranth Jones has a last wish, too: for the chance to redeem herself. In order to do it, she must leave Liam Harper and her friends at the Mountain Place behind. So when she discovers Rod packing to leave, she insists on joining him— whether he wants her company or not.

On their perilous adventure back to ground zero, the two teens confront the horrors of their post-apocalyptic world. Food and water are scarce, human life has little meaning and some desperate survivors have surrendered to the ultimate inhumanity: cannibalism. Threatened by weather, other survivors and their own demons, Amaranth and Rod must put aside their rocky history or they will die. But as Rod grows weaker, Amaranth confronts her darkest memories. How far will she go to help Rod achieve his last wish? And if they find Rod’s mother, can the three of them make it back to the Mountain Place alive?

Amy’s Gift by Karyn Langhorne Folan
Number of pages: 285
Pub date: 4-1-2015
Publisher: K Squared Books
Genre: YA - Post-Apocalyptic
ISBN (ebook): 978-09908043-1-4
ISBN (soft): 978-09908043-5-2

When a fresh catastrophe destroys the Mountain Place’s supplies, the kids have little choice but to leave, seeking out a Survivors Camp on the Gulf of Mexico eight hundred miles away. When their transportation fails, they will have to walk. Starvation and dehydration are their constant companions, and the physical limitations of the weakest of their number add difficulty to their journey. While scavenging the remains of the cities and towns not destroyed by the bombs, they’ll reunite with unexpected characters from their past and discover that the apocalypse has created all kinds of strange dystopian communities. Some are dangerous and some are benign—but all threaten group’s effort to reach their destination. When Amy reveals her deepest secret, she sets off a chain-reaction that will either be the kids’ greatest hope… or will cause them to go their separate ways.


Please use the form below to enter. Giveaway is open to US only.

PRIZES: Paperback copies of all four the books in the series, with the latest book, Amy's Gift (SIGNED) and a survival bottle (image seen above)!

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Karyn Langhorne Folan graduated from Harvard Law School and after practicing and teaching law for several years, decided to pursue her dream of becoming a writer. She is the author of twenty-one books and counting, including three young adult titles for the popular Bluford High series, four romance novels, several works of nonfiction. She has also been the ghostwriter for personalities in the entertainment and music industries. She is married and has two daughters.

Sunday, April 26, 2015

Blog Tour: Cold Burn of Magic by Jennifer Estep | Book Teaser + Giveaway!

Hello everyone! 
Welcome to the BLOG TOUR for Cold Burn of Magic by Jennifer Estep!
Today is my stop on the tour which was suppose to be a review of the book but because of unforeseen circumstances I was not able to take the time and read it. I promise I will read/review the book in the near future. 

So instead of a review I will be sharing with you all a great promo post where you can learn all about the book and enter to win a copy in the giveaway below. I am a HUGE fan of Jennifer Estep! I love her novels and I have had the pleasure of working with her before. I hope everyone enjoys this post. Thanks for stopping by!

Cold Burn of Magic (Black Blade #1)
by Jennifer Estep
Publisher: K-Teen
Release Date: April 28th 2015
Genre: Young Adult, Urban Fantasy, Paranormal

There Be Monsters Here. . .

It's not as great as you'd think, living in a tourist town that's known as "the most magical place in America." Same boring high school, just twice as many monsters under the bridges and rival Families killing each other for power. 

I try to keep out of it. I've got my mom's bloodiron sword and my slightly illegal home in the basement of the municipal library. And a couple of Talents I try to keep quiet, including very light fingers and a way with a lock pick. 

But then some nasty characters bring their Family feud into my friend's pawn shop, and I have to make a call--get involved, or watch a cute guy die because I didn't. I guess I made the wrong choice, because now I'm stuck putting everything on the line for Devon Sinclair. My mom was murdered because of the Families, and it looks like I'm going to end up just like her. . .

I neared the edge of the roof and put on an extra burst of speed, preparing myself to leap onto the one of the next house over. Lucky for me, the brownstones in this part of town were grouped closely together, with flat, square roofs, many of which featured gardens or even aviaries. This particular roof boasted both, and the roses fluttered as I raced past them, a few petals swirling up into the humid air, while the doves mournfully coo-coo-cooed about how I’d disturbed their sleep.
It was only a short gap between the rooftops, maybe three feet, and I easily cleared it, my feet churning through the air before my sneakers scraped against solid stone again.
I staggered forward a few steps, my coat flapping around my legs. While I worked to regain my previous speed, I glanced over my shoulder. Even though it was after ten at night, and rain clouds cloaked the sky, I could see the three guards chasing me as clearly as if it were noon, thanks to my Talent for sight. They looked like normal humans, and I couldn’t tell if they were boring old mortals or more interesting magicks like me.
The guards didn’t seem to have any Talents, any obvious magic. Otherwise, lightning bolts, ice shards, or even balls of fire would have been streaking through the air after me. Part of me sort of wished that the guards were throwing magic at me. It would have made my escape easier.
Because I had another, rather unusual Talent of my own.
But it wasn’t meant to be, and the men jumped onto the roof behind me as I leaped onto the next one over—the last on this block.
I raced over to the far side of the roof. This brownstone butted up against a street, which meant that the next building over was several hundred feet away, much too far to me to jump. And since this was a private home, there wasn’t even a fire escape to climb down, just a rickety metal drainpipe loosely bolted onto the side of the brownstone.
But I already knew that from when I’d cased the neighborhood earlier this evening. In fact, it was the reason I’d run toward this building.
So I dipped my hands into my pockets, sorting through the items there—the necklace box, the other loot I’d swiped, my phone, several quarters, half of a dark chocolate candy bar that I’d been eating earlier while I was watching the accountant’s house. Finally, my fingers closed over two pieces of soft, supple metal, and I yanked out a pair of dull, silver, mesh gloves, which I pulled onto my hands.
The guards easily made the leap. Well, really, for them, it was more like a hop, given how long their legs were. I turned to face them. The guards grinned and slowed down when they realized that I’d run out of rooftops.
One of the guards stepped forward. His green eyes glittered like a tree troll’s in the semidarkness, and his black hair was cropped so close to his head that it looked like he was wearing a shadow for a skull cap.
“Give us the necklace, and we’ll let you live,” he growled. “Otherwise …”
He swung his sword in a vicious arc, right at my shoulder level.
“Off with my head?” I murmured. “How cliché.”
He shrugged.
My hand dropped to my waist and the sword that was belted there. I considered sliding the weapon free of its black leather scabbard, raising it into an attack position, and charging forward, but I decided not to. No way was I going to the extra trouble of fighting three guards, not for the pittance that Mo was paying me.
“Come on,” he rumbled. “I don’t like carving up little girls, but I’ve done it before.”
I didn’t think he was being overly insulting with the little girl crack, since he looked to be at least fifty.
So I sighed and slumped my shoulders, as though I were beaten. Then I reached into my coat pocket, drew out the black velvet box, and held it up where the leader could see it. His eyes weren’t as good as mine—few people’s were—but he recognized it.
“This necklace?”
He nodded, stepped forward, and held out his hand.
I grinned and tucked the box back into my pocket. “On second thought, I think I’ll hang onto it. Later, fellas.”
I hopped onto the ledge of the roof, took hold of the drainpipe, and stepped off into the night air.
The wet metal slid through my fingers like greased lightning. It would have laid the flesh of my palms open all the way to the bone, if I hadn’t been wearing my gloves. The wind whipped through my black hair, pulling pieces of it free from my ponytail, and I let out a small, happy laugh at the sheer, thrilling rush of plummeting toward the earth. At the last moment, I gripped the drainpipe much tighter, until the screech-screech-screech of metal rang in my ears. But the motion slowed my descent and even caused a bit of smoke to waft up from my gloves.
Five seconds later, my sneakers touched the sidewalk. I let go of the drainpipe, stepped back, and looked up.
The guards were hanging over the side of the roof, staring at me with gaping mouths. One of them lurched toward the drainpipe, as if to follow me, but in his rush, he ended up ripping the top part of the metal completely away from the side of the brownstone. The rest of the drainpipe broke away from the wall and clattered to the ground, causing a few rusty sparks to shoot through the air. Looked like he was a magick after all, one with a Talent for strength. Chagrined, that guard turned to face the leader and held out the length of pipe.
The leader slapped him upside the head with the hilt of his sword. The second guard dropped out of sight, probably knocked unconscious by the hard blow. Apparently, the leader had a Talent for strength as well. The third guard eyed the sidewalk, like he was thinking about leaping over the ledge, but the roof was more than sixty feet up from the pavement. There was no way he could survive that high of a fall, not unless he had some sort of healing Talent. Even then, it would be a big risk to take and not worth the pain of the broken bones. The guard knew it too and backed away from the ledge, which was exactly what I’d been counting on.
When he realized that they weren’t going to catch me, the leader screamed out his rage and brandished his sword in the air, but that was all he could do.
I gave him a mock salute, then slid my hands into my coat pockets and strolled down the sidewalk, whistling a soft, cheery tune.
Nothing that I hadn’t done before.

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Jennifer Estep is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of urban fantasy and paranormal romance.

Her Elemental Assassin series follows the life and times of Gin “the Spider” Blanco, a barbecue restaurant owner who also happens to be an assassin with magical control over the elements of Ice and Stone.

The Mythos Academy series focuses on Gwen Frost, a 17-year-old Gypsy girl who has the ability to know an object’s history just by touching it. She studies at Mythos Academy, a school for the descendants of ancient warriors.

Her Bigtime paranormal romance books feature sexy superheroes, evil ubervillains, and smart, sassy gals looking for love.

Estep’s new Black Blade series is about 17-year-old thief Lila Merriweather, who has a Talent for sight, along with the ability to take magic others used against her to boost her own powers. She tries not to get involved with the Families who control much of the town, but ends up in the middle of a potential turf war.


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