Blog Tour: Twisted Bloodlines Series By Linda Jackson @lindajackson41 @GHBTours #Giveaway

Twisted Bloodlines

Twisted Bloodlines #1

By- Linda Jackson

Genre- Paranormal Romance

Megan has never had what most would call a normal life.

Her childhood and teen years were spent on the run with her family, hiding from a horror so great it defines their world. Friends and homes are traded at a moment's notice to escape from their worst nightmares.

Years pass, and her mother settles down with her new step-father, a kind man who does his best to protect them. Life lulls into a safe pace, and Megan finally feels as though she has control of her future for the first time in her life. But that peace is shattered with the arrival of a new family member, one that bears a striking resemblance to a savior of her past…

Confused by her deep emotional connection to him, things unravel fast. She learns that the people she lives with, even her own family, are not what they seem. Her only friend who helped her piece her life back together changes overnight, and she is left dealing with the fallout on her own…

As events unfold, Megan finds herself face to face with the horror that has haunted her since childhood. But will she be able to escape from her twisted bloodline?

   

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Tour: Life Blood By H.K. Savage @HKSavage @GHBTours #Giveaway

Life Blood

By H.K. Savage

Genre- YA/Paranormal Romantic Suspense

What if we knew how to live forever? Is any cost too great?

Ava Brandt has been plagued with indecision her entire life; her direction influenced by the people around her, not her heart. When a chance encounter with a stranger challenges everything she thought she remembered from her frightening past, she must confront hidden memories to survive.

Ben Pearson, descendant of a famous physician, is living proof of his ancestor's miraculous discovery two hundred years ago. Through a combination of blood transfusions from unsuspecting donors, he uncovered his own fountain of youth. As an unwilling convert, Ben continues to fight for those who are dying; their murderers content to kill innocents to prolong their own lives, no matter the human cost.

Finally accepting the truth of her past and the dreams that have plagued her, Ava comes face to face with her fears. But just as she comes to terms with this new reality and new feelings for her ageless rescuer, she finds herself in the middle of a battle that has raged and claimed untold young lives for centuries.

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Excerpt:

Ben was heatedly discussing the chemical makeup of whatever was in the syringe. Ava, who didn’t understand most of it, was tired. She hadn’t slept all night and was having trouble keeping her eyes open.

She heard Ben growling out more orders. “Get every one of them in for

a full evaluation in the next twenty-four hours. Destroy every vial that woman touched.” He snapped his phone shut.

“What’s going on Ben?” she mumbled sleepily.

He was working hard not to explode. “That woman,” he spat the word,

“put trace amounts of neurotoxins in our samples after they were cleared for test subjects. Do you know the kind of pain they’ve gone through just so she could sabotage our research? She had another dose of the toxin in that syringe meant for you.”

That kind of cruelty was something Ava couldn’t comprehend. It was

such a waste of what had been a great mind. Now she was dead because of her vanity and greed.

Ava drifted off, dreaming of needles and bodies on fire.

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Release Day Blitz: The Dream Catcher by Anya Monroe @anya_monroe #thedreamcatcher @NereydaG1003 #YABOUNDBOOKTOURS #Giveaway

The Dream Catcher

by Anya Monroe 

Release Date: 02/19/15

300 pages

Summary from Goodreads:

***Paddle boards, bonfires & bikinis won't help Penny. She craves the boy from the woods; not knowing she's already caught in his nightmare. ***

Penny's nightmare is ruling her life and she doesn't know why. It started a few months ago, and since then Red Bulls, 5-hour Energy Shots, and Starbucks drive-thru are her lifeline.

When Penny's parents decide to take their research of a rare Native American cult to a remote cabin for the summer, she's less than enthused.

Then Penny meets Delsin in a clearing in the woods, and her view of the world awakens. Apathy defines her, but Delsin lives life to it's fullest. A shaman-in-training, he is everything Penny is not.

Each morning she comes to the woods, handing pieces of her heart to him, but when Penny is confronted with her worst nightmare, Delsin asks for a sacrifice Penny didn't see coming.

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I followed him past the sweat lodge, which smelled like leather and freshly dug earth, with a large fire pit about twenty feet from the entrance. Delsin told me to not walk across it, but rather around the pit, and I obliged. Obviously. I wasn't interested in ruining his ancient customs or anything.

I followed him as we wove through some trees and down a small hill. I could hear the water before I saw it, and Delsin kept looking back at me, each glance reassuring me.

When we got to the edge of the water, I realized it was a lot more than a creek.

"This is like, way cooler than a stream. This is gorgeous," I said to him, standing by his side. His arms were crossed and he looked at me again, not looking at the scene before us.

There was a creek, but it was fifteen feet wide and flowed to a drop, where a waterfall cascaded over the rocky edge, falling into a large pool of crystal clear water. It narrowed into a creek again past the pool, falling behind the trees, leading away form this small oasis. Standing at the top looking over, I saw how remote our location was. Trees were everywhere, yet here we were nestled into a secret place.

"Do you come here a lot?" I asked.

"Yeah. After a sweat I come to this water, to jump in and cool off."

"You jump off the water fall?" I ask, looking at the twenty-foot jump.

"I do."

We stood there silently. It felt like a moment I should remember. Like the precipice to something that I didn't understand. My stomach full of expectation, for what I didn't know, but it filled me up. I was whole.

I didn't want to ruin the moment by talking. I was scared if I spoke I would lose something.

Myself or Delsin or Ollie or everything.

"Are you crying?" Delsin asked.

I brushed away the tears on my face, not even knowing why they were there.

"Did I say something, or do something?" he asked, confused.

"No, no. Of course not," I assured him. "I don't know why I'm crying."

"You are a very serious girl?"

"Not serious. Sorry. I haven't felt like myself lately. Sorry."

"Don't say sorry for your tears."

"I feel stupid, crying in front of a guy I just met. You probably think I'm a hot mess."

"Tears are the way you let go of something. Like the sweat lodge. It's a release."

I laughed. Out of nervousness. I stood there feeling stupid. Vulnerable like and I didn't know why. Delsin wasn't like Ollie. Ollie knew me before I became a disaster, but Delsin was meeting me now as a girl crying over a waterfall. I didn't want him to judge me.

"We should jump," he said.

"Are you crazy? No way."

"Yes. Take my hand. Jump with me. After the sweat, you have to jump and you just cried, so it's close enough."

"I don't do things like this."

"Like what?" he asked, pulling off his T-shirt, revealing a six-pack and smooth skin and perfection.

"Um." I was caught off guard by his chest. "I don't do things like jump off cliffs."

"You mean you don't do things like living?" he asked, raising his eyebrows and tossing his flip-flops to the side.

He stretched out his hand and I wanted to take it. So badly.

So I did.

I kicked off my shoes and threw my sunglasses on top of the hoodie that I let drop to the ground. I shimmied out of my cut-offs and kept on my tank top and I took his hand.

And we jumped.

About the Author
Anya Monroe likes to write stories and paint words on her walls. She believes in love at first sight and fights for happily-ever-afters. As a wife and mom to six kids, she carves out time to write between carpool pick-ups and date nights because words are her heartbeat. She lives a ferry ride from Seattle and is a total Pacific Northwesterner who drinks chai lattes and wears Birkenstocks and has dreadlocks. She's a cliché, but doesn't mind it. Not even a little.

She documents her lovely-messy life on IG @anyamonroe. Find her there!

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