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Unraveling Eleven (Eleven Trilogy #2) by Jerri Chisholm

Publication Date: November 16, 2021

Publisher: Entangled Teen

In Compound Eleven, freedom from tyranny is impossible.

My name is Eve Hamilton, and I’ve managed the impossible.

I am free.

Until just like that, it is wrenched from my grasp. And this time, the corridors of the dark underground city are even more dangerous than ever before. But my brief taste of freedom has left me with something useful, something powerful, something that terrifies the leaders of Compound Eleven.

And now I have a monster inside.

One I’ll need to learn to control, and fast, or I’ll lose everything and everyone I hold dear. Starting with Wren Edelman. The one boy who has taught me that anything is possible if we stick together.

But will that matter if I become the very thing he fears the most?


And then I go still. My smile is gone. Because I can hear something outside my door and down the hall, something that doesn’t belong. A knocking, louder than a fist could make.  
“What’s wrong?” Wren asks. He pulls back and stares at me. Silently I get to my feet and open my cell door a crack.  
Deep voices, loud and authoritative. They are at Hunter’s cell. Stand aside, they say. Turn out your pockets. Guards.  
But Hunter isn’t a rule-breaker. He isn’t a risk-taker. And so the guards must be there for another reason… Stand aside. Turn out your pockets.  
I shove the door closed, because suddenly I know why, and all at once there’s a pounding between my ears. “Shit,” I mutter. “Shit.”  
Quickly I retrieve the gun I lifted from the guard, and my knife, gifted from my father. Two items that I’m not allowed to have. Two items that could get me in a lot of trouble.  




Jerri Chisholm is a YA author, a distance runner, and a chocolate addict. Her childhood was spent largely in solitude with only her imagination and a pet parrot for company. Following that she completed a master’s degree in public policy and then became a lawyer, but ultimately decided to leave the profession to focus exclusively on the more imaginative and avian-friendly pursuit of writing. She lives with her husband and three children, but, alas, no parrot.

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Blog Tour and Giveaway for Out of My Heart (Out of My Mind#2) by Sharon M. Draper

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The Book:

Title: OUT OF MY HEART (Out of My Mind

Author: Sharon M.

Pub. Date:  November
9, 2021

Publisher: Atheneum/Caitlyn
Dlouhy Books

Formats: Hardcover,
eBook, Audiobook

Pages: 352

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Melody faces her fears to follow her passion
in this stunning sequel to the acclaimed, New York Times bestselling
middle grade novel Out of My Mind.

Melody, the huge-hearted heroine of Out of My Mind, is a year
older, and a year braver. And now with her Medi-talker, she feels nothing’s out
of her reach, not even summer camp. There have to be camps for
differently-abled kids like her, and she’s going to sleuth one out. A place
where she can trek through a forest, fly on a zip line, and even ride on a
horse! A place where maybe she really can finally make a real friend, make her
own decisions, and even do things on her own—the dream!

By the light of flickering campfires and the power of thunderstorms, through
the terror of unexpected creatures in cabins and the first sparkle of a crush,
Melody’s about to discover how brave and strong she really is.



“A deeply satisfying and worthy
continuation of a beloved story.” (Kirkus Reviews, STARRED September 15,

“Melody Brooks, a smart, determined 12-year-old diagnosed with cerebral palsy,
returns in this sequel to 2010’s Out of My Mind. Longing for independence from
her family and daily routines, she persuades her parents to let her attend Camp
Green Glades, a summer camp for kids with disabilities in her home state of
Ohio. With the help of her Jamaican American counselor Trinity and three
cabinmates, Melody navigates new experiences—including zip-lining, horseback
riding, and a first crush. Melody’s voice is as wryly funny as ever, and the
supporting cast, which features kids and adults of various ethnicities and
disabilities, treat her with respect and empathy… it’s impossible not to be
charmed by the witty protagonist’s affirming, frequently ecstatic discovery of
what it means to be part of a community that truly understands her.” (Publishers Weekly *STARRED REVIEW* October 11, 2021)

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“Ooh! Look! There’s another one—and another!” my sis-ter shrieked. She raced across the grass of Mrs. V’s front yard, a jar clutched in her hands, trying to convince one of the tiny glowing insects to zoom into it. If my firefly had joined that swarm, I’m sure that he and the others had to be laughing at Penny, sky dancing away from her. 

“Come help, Mrs. V!” Penny pleaded. “They won’t listen to me!” She plunked down on the grass, her face scrunched into a frown. 

Mrs. V, who was our next-door neighbor and Mom’s best friend, lounged on a padded recliner on her front porch. She winked at me before saying, “Well, maybe they don’t want to live in a bottle—maybe they just want to boogie tonight!” 

“Just one?” Penny put on her most pitiful face. 

“All right,” Mrs. V replied. “But we’re gonna let it go after we look at it, okay?” 

“Fine,” Penny grumbled, folding her arms across her chest. “But why?” 

“Would you like to live in a jug?” Mrs. V asked. 

Penny laughed. “I’m too big! But a bug in a jug even sounds right!” 

“Well,” Mrs. V countered, “what if I found a jug big enough for you to fit in? Would you want to live there?” 

Penny seemed to think for a moment. Then she said, “I guess not. I’d feel smooshed and stuffy.” 

“Exactly! So, what do you think we should do?” 

Penny rolled into a somersault and popped up with an ease I couldn’t help but admire and said, “Okay—

we’ll catch us some bugs, then we let them fly!” 

Mrs. V, whose full name was Violet Valencia, turned to me. “Let me go help her before she scares them all out of town!” she said, double-checking to make sure the locks on the wheels of my wheelchair were secure. The two of them whirled across the lawn, laughing and reaching for the tiny lights. I couldn’t join them, but for once I didn’t feel left out—a firefly had already found me. 

I could see Mom’s blue SUV pulling into our drive-way next door. Butterscotch, our golden retriever, raised his head in recognition. Mom works at a local hospital as a nurse, her days filled with taking care of people who have diseases or broken bones or heart attacks. She tells me her job is a challenge, but she loves it! She often comes home tired, but still has to take care of me. And, no joke, I’m a handful. An armful! She’s never, ever complained, but sometimes that makes me feel bad. 

During the school year, the belching yellow bus used to drop me at Mrs. V’s house after school. But now that we’re on summer vacation, Penny and I spend most weekdays with her. 

Every morning she has us do stuff like spelling, math, and language arts, but before I start to feel all bad like it’s summer school or something, Mrs. V 

makes it so much fun it hardly seems like schoolwork. 

Scrabble equals spelling lessons for me, and easy word puzzles become vocabulary fun for Penny. I learn math from a bingo game and clips from old movies help us learn history. I try to complain, because, duh, it’s summer vacation! But honestly, I really like it—at least for a couple of hours. Then in the afternoon we make Popsicles or play games or watch movies. Once a week we go to the neighborhood library. Penny fiercely chooses her own picture books—she rarely needs anyone to help her. 

I’ve got this really awesome computer-like device that attaches to my wheelchair. It’s called a Medi-Talker, but that sounds way too boring and grown-up, so I named it Elvira. It’s how I talk to the rest of the world. 

By using my thumbs, when they decide to cooperate—

which, luckily, is most of the time—I can tap or type just about anything that pops into my head, then push the speak button, and Elvira will say it for me. I can do complicated stuff like a book report or a math project, or I can ask any question that might pop into my head, like What makes clouds float?  Or Where do farts come from?  

Or Why do my armpits smell funky?  Instead of answering me, Mrs. V, of course, makes me look up the answer on the internet through Elvira. 

At the end of the day, I like to just sit on the porch and chill. But Penny is four and a half and doesn’t know the meaning of chill! That girl only knows two speeds—

go, or sleep. She’s able to run and hop and spin around in a circle until she’s dizzy. She did seventeen somersaults in a row earlier today—she made me count. 

As for me? Well, even though my brain blazes, the rest of my body works like a piece of taffy that’s been left in the sun for too long. No somersaults for me, unless I accidentally fall out of my wheelchair. I can’t walk, can’t talk, and can’t use my hands and fingers like most folks do, but Mrs. V helps me shut down the pity party. She knows my mind is a vault full of words and ideas just bursting to be let out. So between our weekly library visits, Mrs. V encourages me to swim through the deep and gurgly waters of the internet to explore just about any subject that I’m curious about. I’ve dived into Egyptian history and discovered the female pharaohs, and I’ve dog-paddled (ha-ha!) through the history of golden retrievers, the mechanics of car engines, and the mysteries of every planet. By the way, I’m pretty sure I’d be able to walk on Mars or Venus, assuming I didn’t get fried by poisonous gases. 

So Friday is usually library day—my favorite. First thing Friday mornings, Mrs. V loads me and Penny into her car, and we head to our local branch a few blocks away. 

I even love the smell of the place—it smells like history and mystery and book bindings. It’s an old building, so the floors and bookshelves are dark polished wood. Mrs. 

V told us that she practically lived there when she was a kid. She knew where they kept the audiobooks as well as old photographs and films, and the rare books. I love audiobooks because I can just put on headphones and listen to anything I want. And hardcover books can be attached to my wheelchair tray with an easy clip. 

All those books sit all week on the shelves, silent like me, waiting to speak to me every Friday. Then I grab a new pile of possibilities and place them on my tray. 

The librarian, Mr. Francisco, always greets me with a smile and asks me questions about the books I read the previous week as he checks them in, then reloads my bag with the new pile. 

Last time I went, I was on a mission. Mr. Francisco, aka Best Librarian in the History of the World, had emailed me that the brochures he’d ordered for me were in! I. Was. Psyched! What brochures, you wonder? 

Well, my parents don’t know it yet, but I want to go to summer camp. The last few weeks of school, it seemed like all anyone was talking about was the camps they were going to. Rock-Climbing Camp. Fly-Fishing Camp. 

Even Mermaid Camp. Yep, it’s a real thing. Mermaid Makeovers. Underwater Theater. Dancing with Fins. 

Girls go there to learn to swim with attached fish flippers. 

Seriously. Molly and Claire and Rose went on and on and on about it, how their parents are letting them fly—

alone—from Ohio to Florida to go to . . . Mermaid Camp! 

When I tapped and told that story to Mrs. V, she’d snorted out loud with laughter. 

“What’s so funny?”  I’d asked. 

Mrs. V could hardly catch her breath. “When you’re wearing those fake mermaid tails, you can only sit on the beach and look cute in a photo!” 

“So?”  I didn’t get it. 

“Melody, think about it. A person wearing a fish tail can’t walk!! Those kids get rolled around in what the camp calls a royal mermaid chariot. It’s a chair with wheels. . . . It’s . . . it’s . . . a wheelchair!” She exploded with laughter. 

I finally got it! See, last year in fifth grade Molly and Claire used to majorly make fun of me because I was in a wheelchair, and now they go and choose to spend their summer pretending to be part fish and not able to walk! Ha ha ha ha! 

I sure don’t want to go anywhere to pretend I’m a mermaid, but it got me thinking. Maybe I could go to camp! It sounds really fun and a little scary and totally different. Plus, except for Mrs. V’s house, I’ve never once had a sleepover or been away from my family for even an entire day. I think I want to do something exciting. And unusual. And maybe scary. If those girls can do it, so can I. 

But did they even have camps for kids like me? Here’s the thing: people tend to stare at me. Nobody asks out loud, but I know they wonder, What’s wrong with that girl? Why can’t she talk?  That freaks me out sometimes, because I can’t tell them what they’re too polite to ask. 

I know a little bit about things not said. I’m unable to say actual words like everybody else, and that drives me bananas. I’ve got like a thousand thoughts and questions zooming around in my head. Like. All. The. 

Time. But not much opportunity to have a real conversation, or say something quickly, like in an emergency. 

The result is some serious frustration. 

For example, our family went out to a restaurant a few months ago. We don’t do that often, because my let’s-just-fling-out-any-old-time arms, and my unfailing ability to knock stuff over by accident, are often more than we want to deal with. Soup? Oops, sorry. 

Penny’s orange juice? Dang, my bad. So people stare. 

Most aren’t judging—just curious. A few whisper to each other. They sometimes point at me. I’m used to it and I ignore them. 

But on that day we had ordered our food, and all was going well. Even though we forgot my Medi-Talker at home, which almost never happens, Mom read me the menu, and I hummed when she mentioned something I wanted. Mom spooned applesauce into my mouth, and it was delicious—flavored with cinnamon. When the food and drinks came, I didn’t spill one single drop. 

Weird, though—Penny wasn’t eating, and it was chicken nuggets—her favorite. She had been granky all day (that’s our word for a grumpy, cranky Penny), but I guess Mom had figured that maybe a special trip out to eat might cheer her up. 

Then I noticed Penny’s eyes were getting glassy, and sweat had popped up along her hairline. She was going to blow! I automatically looked down for Elvira, and, of course, she wasn’t there. So there was no way I could tell my parents that I thought Penny was about to get sick. 

And yep, halfway through the meal, Penny scrunched up her face, burst into tears, and threw up all over Mom and most of the food on the table! What a mess! 

Dad and Mom apologized to the waitstaff, paid the bill, and left a massive tip. Then we dashed out of there in a hurry. I felt bad that Penny was sick, but secretly I was so glad that for once it wasn’t me making a mess. 

We still laugh about that one. What I wasn’t so glad about was that I hadn’t been able to warn my parents that Penny was about to erupt. Yep, serious frustration. 

Oddly, I still remember that the bill that night came to $47.47. My brain does that—recalls random numbers, maps, facts, and computations. And don’t mess with me when it comes to trivia—like the average summertime temperatures in Alaska, or Argentina, or Armenia. Or the secret ingredients in the grease that’s used in fast-food places (you don’t want to know), or the shortcut to the final level of just about any online video game. Most of this gets crammed into my head, wandering around with nothing to do. I know mountains of stuff, but I’m pretty much stuck in a valley. 

Why can my brain do all that, but not know how to tell my body to move? Or talk? Or give my folks a heads-up that Penny’s gonna throw up? 

So I prefer to focus on the things that I can do. 

Like, I can communicate with folks through Elvira. 

Mom and Dad just had her upgraded to System 9.9. 

She’s still clunky, but now she’s smaller, faster, and even waterproof, like an iPad that took its vitamins. Plus, she snaps to my wheelchair in seconds. She’s got apps and a full keyboard, so I can send texts, write out whatever’s on my mind, and check online stuff like everybody else. 

But it’s still impossible to type fast enough to bring up everything I wonder about. 

She’s got a speaking voice called “Trish.” It’s the closest thing to a real girl’s voice that I could find in the choices. I sure wish her speaking system was better-sounding, though. I think they ought to let me create my own voice for her. Maybe I’d pick a cool accent, or something really glamorous, or perhaps low and mysterious. 

Which makes me think—who knows what my voice would have been like? I can actually make sounds—something that comes out sounding like Uhh to others, my family and my teachers know mean Yes. And I hum when I like something—just not real words. Which kinda sucks. Maybe when I go to college, I can major in creating artificial languages. That would be awesome. 

Now that I think about it, I’ve also got a sort of sign language, too. I can’t do ASL—that’s got way too many complicated hand motions—but me and my family have adapted a version that works. For example, my sign for “Mom” is my thumb on my chin, with my fingers as straight as I can get them. “Dad” is thumb on forehead with fingers up. And my sign for “Penny,” 

even though she’s four and a half and sassy, is both arms hugged together like a baby in a cradle. And I can shake my head to say no, just like everybody else does. 

So, it’s a little awkward, but we manage to communicate—sort of. 

But right that second, when I saw Mom getting out of our car, I would have simply liked to have an easy way to blurt out what I was thinking. And what was on my mind right then was that I wanted to go to camp. 

When Mom came into Mrs. V’s yard, I couldn’t just yell out, Hi Mom!  like Penny did, but I didn’t need to spell out anything for my mother—I just hummed, and she knew. 

Butterscotch bounded over and yelped with joy as Mom pulled a treat out of the pocket of her scrubs. 

Penny was right behind the dog, jumping into Mom’s arms. “Spin me, Mommy! Spin!” 

Mom kissed her chubby cheek and spun her around, Penny’s legs pinwheeling out. 

“More?” Penny begged when Mom put her back down. 

“Penny-girl, Mommy needs a break,” she said, laughing. “Can I say hello to Melody now?” She came up onto the porch and leaned over to hug me tight. 

She smelled so good—a combination of talcum powder, alcohol wipes, and bubble gum. She keeps a big bag of Dubble Bubble in a top cabinet—away from Penny. She says chewing gum helps her relax, so Dad makes sure the bag never goes empty. 

Random thought—I’d love to be able to chew bubble gum. The smell makes my nose tickle in a good way. I’d probably pop right with it if I could actually blow a real bubble! 

“How’s my girl?” Mom asked. 

I hugged her back as best as I could and made that hum sound that we both know means I’m good. 

“Hey there, Violet,” Mom said as she poured her-self a cup of lemonade. She then collapsed into the other chaise lounge, took a deep sip, and breathed out 


Mrs. V pointed to the firefly show. “Glad you got home in time for a little nighttime magic.” 

“Oh, they’re out early tonight,” Mom said. 

“Mommy! Mommy! Look at mine!” Penny shouted, running across the yard for her jar and back up onto the porch. She plopped the jar of blinking bugs into Mom’s lap. 

“They’re beautiful!” Mom held up the jar. “Even better than the sparkle lights in your bedroom.” 

“Mrs. V says I can’t keep them, but they like me! So, can I? Pleeeease? ” 

“Well,” Mom said, “let’s think about this. How did you catch them?” 

“They just flew into my jar!” Penny told her solemnly. 

“And Mrs. V helped me.” 

“Do you think some of those bugs might have moms and dads waiting for them in the bushes?” 

“Hmm.” Penny pondered this. “Maybe their parents don’t know they’re out playing in the dark. Maybe they snuck out!” 

“Well then, we better set them free so they can get home before they get in trouble, okay?” 

“Good idea!” Penny agreed. 

As Mom opened the jar, Penny whispered, “Hurry home, little bugs!” 

And, with a whoosh of the lid, a dozen tiny little light bulbs lifted into the darkness. 


About Sharon M. Draper:

M. Draper is a three-time New York Times bestselling author
and a recipient of the Margaret A. Edwards Award honoring her significant and
lasting contribution to writing for teens. She has received the Coretta Scott
King Award for both Copper Sun and Forged by Fire,
and was awarded the Charlotte Huck Award for Stella by Starlight.
Her novel Out of My Mind has won multiple awards and was
New York Times bestseller for over three years, and Blended has
also been a New York Times bestseller. She taught high school
English for twenty-five years and was named National Teacher of the Year. She
now lives in Florida. Visit her at

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Book Tour and Giveaway for Jadie in Five Dimensions by Dianne K. Salerni

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About the Book:


Authors: Dianne K. Salerni

Pub. Date: October 5, 2021

Publisher: Holiday House

Formats: Hardcover, eBook,

Pages: 288

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A thirteen-year-old girl seeks answers about her past in the
fourth dimension–and beyond–in this think-outside-the-box adventure.

What do you do when it turns out your whole life has been a lie?

Jadie Martin was always told she was abandoned by her parents. Creatures from
the 4th dimension rescued her and placed her with a loving adoptive family.
Now, Jadie acts as an agent for the beings, also known as Seers. She uses the
4th dimension as a short-cut to travel anywhere on Earth, performing missions
calculated to guide the world toward a brighter future.

But then Jadie discovers that her origin story is fake. In reality, her birth family
has suffered multiple tragedies and disasters engineered from 4-space,
including the devastating loss of their baby girl. Her!

Doubting the Seers, Jadie starts anonymously observing her long-lost family.
Why are they so important? What are the true intentions of the Seers? And what
will all-powerful four-dimensional beings do to a rebellious human girl when
they realize she’s interfering with their plans?

A Wrinkle in Time meets Flatland in this thrilling
journey that challenges the meaning of family, loyalty, and our universe at

A Junior Library Guild Gold Standard Selection


Salerni offers a page-turning adventure tale and
adeptly breaks down the math and science elements behind multidimensional
theory for middle-grade readers. The book also has heart, touching on the
emotional lives of two adopted 13-year-olds and the true meaning of

“A thrilling ride through a multidimensional universe and high-stakes
action”—Kirkus Reviews

“A complex, engaging sci-fi adventure that offers a different perspective
on our world, literally from a dimension beyond.”—School Library

About Dianne K. Salerni:

Dianne K. Salerni has written many books for children
and young adults, including state-award nominated series The Eighth Day and
Junior Library Guild selection Eleanor, Alice, and the Roosevelt Ghosts. She attended
the University of Delaware and the University of Pennsylvania before teaching
fourth and fifth grades for many years. Now Dianne spends her time hanging
around creepy cemeteries, climbing 2,000-year-old pyramids for book research,
and volunteering at her local rescue animal shelter.


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Book Tour and Giveaway for Dark Secrets by P. Sawyer

Dark Secrets

A Children of Chaos Novella

by P. Sawyer

Genre: YA Paranormal

Eight months after learning about who she was, Sage Pope has adjusted to life as a teenage witch- as much as she can. Continuing to learn and control her powers, learning about her family, and maintaining as much of a normal childhood as possible with her new friends definitely presents its own challenges. As the one-year anniversary of her kidnapping and epic battle with her father approaches, Sage and the Four find themselves thrust into another mysterious threat; one stronger than anything they’ve faced before. Could it threaten to bring down the Circle Sage has been sworn to protect?

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P. Sawyer is a romance author that loves to read as much as she loves to write! Fascinated with bringing the “real” version of love to readers, P. strives to show how mess love can be and how happily ever afters aren’t always what they seem.

P. grew up in New England and currently lives with her husband, two children and dog in CT. When she is not creating less than perfect love stories, she can be found reading or watching Hockey.

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Book Tour and Giveaway for White Feathers Academy by Phillis Cherry

White Feathers Academy

White Feathers Academy Book 1

by Phyllis Cherry

Genre: Middle-Grade, YA Fantasy

WHAT IF – Somewhere in the galaxy there is a school taught by angels?
WHAT IF – A young person with no special talent finds the one perfect gift?
WHAT IF – Youngsters who failed to survive their first life are given a new life?
WHAT IF – One evil young girl threatens talented students with her greed?

Halo Havens didn’t know that angels had special talents and different jobs.

She’d never met an android, talked to a giant fish or met an angel.

Her life changed the day she skated in front of a car trying to rescue a puppy and was transported to the fantastic world of White Feathers Academy. There she makes new friends, accepts the challenge of a seemingly hopeless job and embarks on the greatest adventure of her new young life, if she can survive the tests.

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Phyllis Cherry writes stories for the Middle-Grade, YT and YA audience. Her books are sought by readers who enjoy fantasy, mystery, coming of age and religious genres. If you enjoy a good read about angels and wannabe angels, you’ll love her White Feathers Academy Series Books I and II (Mystery at Camp Esther, White Feathers Academy Book II, to be released in October 2021, Inkspell Publishing).

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Book Tour and Giveaway for Broken Skies by Theresa Kay

Broken Skies

Broken Skies Book 1

by Theresa Kay

Genre: YA SciFi Adventure Romance

Jax will do anything to save her twin . . . even team up with a teenage alien left behind by the same ship that took her brother.

She agrees to help the alien get back home, and in return, he agrees to sneak her into the alien city to find her sibling.

Too bad it’s not that simple.

Jax soon finds that she’s drawn to the alien boy with bright green hair and jewel-like scales on his back and he’s equally affected by her, the courageous redhead with haunted eyes. But she doesn’t know the alien’s true motives, and he has no idea that she is much more than she seems.

Worse, the connection forming between them has unknown consequences.

The humans and the aliens are both hiding deadly secrets and the forbidden bond linking the two teens threatens to reveal everything. What started as an uneasy alliance and a seemingly straightforward rescue mission could spark an inter-species war.

The Broken Skies series is a completed series filled with action, adventure, aliens, and romance. Perfect for fans of the Lux series, Under Different Stars, and The Fifth Wave.

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★★★★★ “A fast-paced and action-packed start to a series that will leave you reeling as you scramble for the sequel.” – Kelly St Clare, USA Today Bestselling Author.

★★★★ “Broken Skies is a captivating read, and its appeal crosses genres. Whether you like sci-fi, dystopian, paranormal, or just anything with a hint of romance, check it out; it’s got something for everyone.”- FicCentral

★★★★★ “I don’t want to give too much away but take an alien/human love story, set it in a post apocalyptic type society, feature a strong but damaged heroine, sprinkle in a compassionate but secretive male lead, add in suspense, drama, shake and you have the wildly entertaining Broken Skies.”-Shannon from Book Crushin

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Fractured Suns

Broken Skies Book 2

Almost everything she thought she knew is wrong…

A trip to the city yields some much-needed answers, but Jax is once again forced to leave Lir behind and return to Peter’s cabin where enemies from her past await. But there are bigger things at stake than revenge, and she finds herself traveling with some unexpected companions toward a place she hoped to never see again.

After being imprisoned on the orders of his uncle, Lir hasn’t seen daylight or linked to anyone in weeks, and the pain and loneliness is almost too much to bear. But Jax’s visit gives him renewed hope—and the strength to continue fighting his uncle’s influence over the E’rikon, even when things look hopeless.

While Jax and Lir fight separate battles, their missions have more in common than they realize. It’s a race against time to stop men driven by greed and power. But the ones they trust the most might be the very people working against them—and “family” doesn’t mean what it used to. Will they recognize their friends from their enemies in time to save the people they love…or will they lose each other in the process?

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Shattered Stars

Broken Skies Book 3

Unexpected allies. Unexpected betrayals. Unexpected abilities.

The last thing Jax ever wanted was to be a weapon. Her abilities are unpredictable at best, but there’s no one else with enough power to take on Jastren and his mental manipulations. She doesn’t have to do it alone, though. Not only can she rely on the unwavering support of Lir, Rym, and her human friends, she also ends up with help from a surprising source.

Meanwhile, her twin brother Jace—his body controlled by Jastren, and the shattered pieces of his mind locked inside—has become a monster. The struggle to hold on to what’s left of his humanity has left him weak and more confused than ever before. Every thought, every impulse, and every memory has the potential to destroy him—and everyone else around him.

The futures of both the humans and the E’rikon are on the line, but as ulterior motives and political machinations are revealed, it becomes clear that the betrayals aren’t restricted to only one species. Can Jax and Lir get everyone to work together in time to prevent the two species from destroying each other? Can Jace find some measure of redemption for all he has done? And will Jax be able to harness her powers without losing herself?

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Theresa Kay writes stories that feature flawed young adult and new adult characters in science fiction, urban fantasy, or paranormal worlds, all with a touch of romance thrown in for good measure. She’s constantly lost in one fictional universe or another and is a self-proclaimed “fangirl” who loves being sucked into new books, movies, or TV shows. Living in the mountains of central Virginia with her husband and two kids, she works as a paralegal by day and spends her free time reading tons of books, binging Avengers movies, anime, and Doctor Who, or playing Tomb Raider and Assassin’s Creed.

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Book Tour for The Flames of Time series by Erica Lucke Dean

I am thrilled to be hosting a spot on the THE FLAMES OF TIME SERIES by Erica Lucke Dean Blog Tour hosted by Rockstar Book Tours. Check out my post and make sure to enter the giveaway!

 Excerpt from Shattered Souls

With my insides trembling hard enough to make my vision blur, I turned my back on Abercrombie, resisting the urge to nudge him in Hannah’s direction—the timeline had already taken enough hits for one day—and marched my way down the beach, toward Maddox. 

The tuning fork inside me quivered with every step I took in his direction. He stood there in the moonlight, a confident, almost arrogant, smile on his perfect lips. He didn’t move toward me, but I didn’t expect him to. Instead, he curled his finger, bending it toward him as if he had it tied to a rope around my waist, pulling me forward. Every bone in my body ached to be near him, the prickle at the base of my spine going off like a fire alarm, and yet the empty place in my chest told me this wasn’t real. My soul may have been confused, but my heart called out to Laith. 

Cautiously, I stepped up to Maddox. Despite everything I knew about him, everything that had happened before that moment, my fingers itched to touch the cool leather of his sleeve, to lean into him for comfort. But it wasn’t him I wanted comfort from, it was the other boy with his face. 

Maddox towered over me, staring down with fathomless eyes. The familiar swirls of green and gold against a field of honey brown held me captive while fear danced down my spine. I’d almost forgotten how tall he was. 

Say something. I tried to remember what I’d said the first time, but between the surf crashing against the shore and my pounding heart, my ears buzzed as if a swarm of bees had nested deep inside my brain. I couldn’t think. You’re supposed to kiss him. If you don’t kiss him, you’ll mess up the timeline. 

As if he’d read the fear in my eyes, his mouth curved into a knowing smirk. I shuddered as he brought his lips down to my ear. 

Hot breath fanned across my neck. “I don’t bite.”

I almost laughed at his bold-faced lie. I may have fallen for it the first time, but I wasn’t that girl anymore. “Would you even tell me if you did?”

His smirk spread into a full blown smile. “Probably not.” 

That time, I did laugh, and my reaction seemed to surprise him. 

He studied me for a few seconds, scrunching his eyebrows together and tilting his head to the side as if he couldn’t figure me out. Then he shook off whatever dark thoughts he’d had and placed his warm hand against my cheek, the same way he had the first time he’d kissed me. “I’ve waited a long time to do this.”

A jolt of electricity sparked where his skin came in contact with mine. Instinctively, I closed my eyes and leaned into his touch, a contented purr rolling up my throat. Every fiber in my being ached for him to kiss me. Hurry, before I change my mind.

 His fingers twitched against my cheek as he murmured my name, and my chest went impossibly still. I froze like a marble statue as the blood coursing through my veins hardened into ice cubes. He’s not Laith.  

About the Books

Title: SPLINTERED SOULS (Flames of
Time #1)

Author: Erica Lucke Dean

Pub. Date: September 22, 2015

Publisher: Red Adept Publishing, LLC

Formats: Paperback, eBook, audiobook

Pages: 250

Find it: GoodreadsAmazonKindle, Audible,
B&N, iBooks, TBD,

When Ava
Flynn walks away from a scholarship to Georgetown and moves into her
grandmother’s abandoned summer home in coastal Maine, she steps into the center
of a centuries-old curse. On her first night, she notices a mysterious
leather-clad stranger looking up at her third-story window. For weeks,
everywhere she goes, Ava catches more glimpses of him, but she can never get
close enough to find out who he is.

Over three hundred years ago, Lady Catherine Fairchild risked everything to
protect her unborn child, sending a ripple through time that would change Ava’s
future. As the mystery unravels, the horrifying consequences of Lady
Catherine’s choices drag Ava deeper into a world she never knew existed,
trapping her in a conflict that’s been raging since before she was born. A
winner-take-all battle for her soul.


 Title: SCATTERED SOULS (Flames of Time #2)

Author: Erica Lucke Dean

Pub. Date: January 7, 2017

Publisher: Red Adept Publishing, LLC

Formats: Paperback, eBook, audiobook

Pages: 244

Find it: GoodreadsAmazonKindle, Audible,
B&N, iBooks, Kobo

Ava Flynn is cursed.

After barely surviving an epic battle between her warring soul mates, Ava is
stranded in the past with Laith, while Maddox frantically searches across the
decades. Laith will stop at nothing to prove his love to Ava, and a desperate
Maddox must race against time to find her before his brother can win her heart.

Torn between the two brothers, and with her eternal soul at stake, Ava comes to
the horrifying conclusion that only she can break the curse. But the cost may
be more than she is willing to pay.


Title: SHATTERED SOULS (Flames of Time #3)

Author: Erica Lucke Dean

Pub. Date: May 18, 2021

Publisher: Red Adept Publishing, LLC

Formats: Paperback, eBook

Pages: 247

Find it: GoodreadsAmazonKindle, B&N, iBooks, Kobo, TBD,

Don’t miss
the explosive conclusion to the Flames of Time trilogy.

Ava Flynn walked through flames to erase the past and bring her little brother,
Josh, back from the dead. But the reboot doesn’t come without strings. While
navigating her new reality, Ava must avoid Maddox… without fracturing the
timeline. If she fails, she may never find Laith again.

With her own heart at stake, Ava scours time for the key to unraveling the
curse binding her soul to both Laith’s and Maddox’s. One brother is the love of
her life. And the other… Not even death will stop him from keeping them

As Ava’s present collides with the brothers’ pasts, she discovers that breaking
the curse might have unintended consequences. And this time, her soul isn’t the
only one on the line.



“Dark and seductive, the Flames of Time series is a breathless,
achingly beautiful read that will find its way into your heart and stay there
Morgan Shamy, author of The Redpoint Crux

“The queen of sexual tension reigns again. Dean has woven an epic saga of
desperation, timeless passion, and fated love like you’ve never seen
Rebecca Rode, author of Tides of Mutiny  

“Shattered Souls is the heart-pounding, white-knuckle, spellbinding
conclusion to the flames of time series.  Erica Lucke Dean has topped
off a master piece series with a spectacular finale!”
Deborah L King, author of Glory Bishop

“A thrilling time-travel romance that will leave your heart pounding until
the very last line.”
Rashida T. Williams, author of Beaus and Arrows




About Erica Lucke Dean:

walking away from her career as a business banker to pursue writing full-time,
Erica moved from the hustle and bustle of the big city to a small tourist town
in the North Georgia Mountains where she lives in a 90-year-old haunted
farmhouse with her workaholic husband, her 180lb lap dog, and at least one

When she’s not busy writing or tending to her collection of crazy chickens,
diabolical ducks, and a quintet of piglets, hell bent on having her for dinner,
she’s either reading bad fan fiction or singing karaoke in the local pub. Much
like the characters in her books, Erica is a magnet for disaster, and has been
known to trip on air while walking across flat surfaces.

How she’s managed to survive this long is one of life’s great mysteries.

You can find out more about Erica, in addition to her humorous blog posts and
disasters, on her website.

Represented by: Kelly Peterson of Corvisiero Literary Agency

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Tour Schedule:

Week One:


Two Chicks on Books



The Momma Spot









BookHounds YA


Week Two:


Lady Hawkeye

Scattered Souls


Jotted by Jena

Scattered Souls


The Reading Devil

Scattered Souls







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Amani’s Reviews






#BRVL Book Review Virginia Lee Blog



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