Sneak Peeks!

Sneak peeks of upcoming books always intrigue me however two recent sneak peeks have really got me waiting on those two releases!

Sixteen-year-old Clariel is not adjusting well to her new life in the city of Belisaere, the capital of the Old Kingdom. She misses roaming freely within the forests of Estwael, and she feels trapped within the stone city walls. And in Belisaere she is forced to follow the plans, plots and demands of everyone, from her parents to her maid, to the sinister Guildmaster Kilip. Clariel can see her freedom slipping away. It seems too that the city itself is descending into chaos, as the ancient rules binding Abhorsen, King and Clayr appear to be disintegrating.
With the discovery of a dangerous Free Magic creature loose in the city, Clariel is given the chance both to prove her worth and make her escape. But events spin rapidly out of control. Clariel finds herself more trapped than ever, until help comes from an unlikely source. But the help comes at a terrible cost. Clariel must question the motivations and secret hearts of everyone around her - and it is herself she must question most of all.

I've already gushed over how much I love the cover here so I won't go into that. I read the beginning of Clariel on Buzz Books from NetGalley. I've waited a long time for Clairel so I wasn't sure what to expect but it was compelling from the first page. It reminded me of Sabriel, my favourite of the original trilogy, and Clariel's personality shone through. I'm already looking forward to the family dynamics and the development of Clairel's life in Belisaere.

Can you hear Atlantia breathing?
For as long as she can remember, Rio has dreamt of the sand and sky Above—of life beyond her underwater city of Atlantia. But in a single moment, all her plans for the future are thwarted when her twin sister, Bay, makes an unexpected decision, stranding Rio Below. Alone, ripped away from the last person who knew Rio’s true self—and the powerful siren voice she has long hidden—she has nothing left to lose.
Guided by a dangerous and unlikely mentor, Rio formulates a plan that leads to increasingly treacherous questions about her mother’s death, her own destiny, and the complex system constructed to govern the divide between land and sea. Her life and her city depend on Rio to listen to the voices of the past and to speak long-hidden truths.

I read the beginning of this book thanks to NetGalley and I'm already hooked! I love the world building and how it's been explained so far. It's much more technical and thought out then I anticipated as underwater worlds tend to be build weaker. I love Rio and her inner turmoil and decisions were intriguing and I'm so excited to read more of her journey. I'm intrigued by Bay's decision and the reasoning as she was against Rio doing the same, by mysterious .......  and I'm a little bit in love with .

What are you most looking forward to this Autumn?
Much Love!
Lettie
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Be With Me Release Day Launch!

Teresa Hamilton is having a rough year—she’s in love with her big brother’s best friend, but he hasn’t spoken to her since they shared a truly amazing, mind-blowing, change-your-life kiss. She got out of a terrible relationship. And now an injury is threatening to end her dance career for good. It’s time for Plan B – college. And maybe a chance to convince Jase that what they have together is real.
Jase Winstead has a huge secret that he’s not telling anyone. Especially not his best friend’s incredibly beautiful sister. Even though he and Teresa shared the hottest kiss of his life, he knows that his responsibilities must take priority. He certainly doesn’t have time for a relationship. But it doesn’t help that all he can think about kissing the one girl who could ruin everything for him.
As they’re thrown together more and more, Jase and Tess can’t keep denying their feelings for each other. But a familiar danger looms and tragedy strikes. As the campus recovers, the star-crossed couple must decide what they’re willing to risk to be together, and what they’re willing to lose if they’re not…

Sneak Peek!

“You got a visitor, Tess.” He rested his chin atop my head, which caused my pulse to try to outrun my heart. “Two of them to be exact.”

“Okay.”

There was a pause. “Are your eyes closed?”

“No.”

His chin slid off my head and then his chest rumbled as he laughed. “Your eyes are

closed.” He laughed again. “Open them up.”  

Cursing under my breath, I pried one eye open and then jerked against him. His arm tightened. “Oh wow …”

The black-and-white horse was the closest, standing mere feet away from me. The brown one wasn’t too far, shaking its head and making soft snorts. My eyes were wide as they bounced between the two creatures. “They’re not carnivorous, right? Because at their size, they could eat me.”

Jase laughed deeply as his hand shifted up, resting in the center of my stomach, just below my breasts. “Horses do not eat people, you little idiot.”

I started, eyes narrowing. “There’s always a first.”

The lips pulled back on the black-and-white horse as if it was smirking at me. 

            “This one right here? Mr. Friendly? Jack calls him Bubba One,” he said in a quiet,

calming voice. But air hitched in my throat when his thumb moved in a slow circle over the thin material of my tank top, hitting against the wire in my bra. “And the brown one is Bubba Two.”

Mouth dry, I wetted my lips. “That’s good for remembering names.”

He chuckled as his pinkie and forefinger started to move up and down, reaching my bellybutton and then sliding back up. It was almost as if he was unaware of what he was doing, or the electrifying response the tiny motions were dragging out of me. “I think so too, but his real name is Lightning.”

Said horse shook his head, tossing the shaggy mane.

“Lightning seems to be a more suitable name,” I admitted, relaxing as the seconds passed. Maybe that was his intention. Distract me with the soft, almost innocent touches. It was working. “What about Bubba Two?  

“Ah, the one who is staring at the pail like it’s the holy mecca of grain?” His cheek

grazed mine as I laughed. “That’s Thunder. And we’re going to feed them. Together.”

The friction his fingers created with my shirt sent tiny shivers up and down my back.

“With our hands?”

His answering laugh tipped the corners of my lips up. “Yes. With our hands.”

“After checking out the choppers on them, I’m not so sure about that.”

“You’ll be okay.” He slid his hand off my stomach and wrapped it around my wrist.

Slowly, he lifted my hand out in front of me. “Hold still.”

My heart lurched. “Jase—”

Lightning trotted forward and pressed his wet nose against my hand. I cringed,
for him to eat my poor fingers. The horse didn’t. Nope. It nudged my hand as it whinnied softly. 

He guided my hand up over Lightning’s jaw, all the way to the pointy, twitchy ears.

“See?” he murmured. “That’s not too bad, is it?”

I shook my head as my fingers curled along the soft coat. Lightning seemed to anticipate the direction of the petting, pressing his long head against my hand as my fingers tangled in his mane. It wasn’t bad at all. 

Jase shifted behind me, and in an instant all thoughts of the horses evaporated. His hips lined up against my backside, and I bit down on my lower lip as I focused on the white splotch covering Lightning’s muzzle. 

I could feel him—feel Jase. And there was absolutely no doubt in my mind that he was affected by how close we were standing. That knowledge and the hard length of him left me dizzy, just like it had done that Saturday night. An all too warm flush spread down my neck. In the back of my head, I was rationalizing his physical reaction. He was a guy. Our bodies were pressed together. If a wind blew on a guy’s private area, they got hard. So I should just ignore it, but my body was so not on board with my head. My body was operating on a different playing field. An ache centered low in my stomach. A sharp and sweet yearning raced through my veins. 

“Not so scary, right?” His voice was deeper, richer. “They’re like dogs. Well, like a dog that can carry around two hundred pounds, if not more.” Hand sliding off mine, he stepped back, and the sudden emptiness of his body was like a cold shock. “Trust me.”

Then he smacked my ass.

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Unfortunately I will have to wait for the 13th Feb to purchase my copy!
Much Love!
Lettie
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Finding Mia Blog Tour!

 
 

Intelligent and fiercely independent, sixteen-year-old Mia Marchette has never had a childhood. After her father’s disappearance when she was six, she has alone borne the burden of her mother’s bipolar disorder.
When her mother is institutionalised after a failed suicide attempt, Mia is abruptly forced to live with the estranged father she has not known for ten years. She is shocked to discover that he has created a new, picture-perfect life for himself, and is now living with a stepmother and a half-sister Mia never knew she had. Together, Mia and her new family must face the bitterness, mistakes, and long-hidden secrets that threaten to destroy their precarious happiness.
Finding Mia follows Mia's journey as she searches to find the unanswered questions from her past, leading to her own self-discovery.
Ultimately, this is a story of confronting pain and finding freedom, of letting go and learning to search for love in unexpected places.

 

Welcome to the Finding Mia Blog Tour! Here's a little sneak peek! Hope you enjoy!

 

Keith Marchette could remember the day he laid eyes on Denise as if it were yesterday. It was the spring of 1987, and an endless bout of rain had created a dampness in the air, thick and heavy from the humidity. He was on his way to catch the train home from work, weaving in and out of the chain of booths that lined the streets of Harvard Square’s fifth annual arts festival.

He spotted her in the distance, a vision in white, carefully eyeing the rows of glass jewelry that hung from one of the displays. He slowed his pace, studied her as she toyed with the crystal beads, moving each one back and forth in her hands, humming to herself. Her hair shone like a flame in the hint of sunlight that was peeking though the clouds.

Keith was prepared to keep right on strolling along, to chalk it up to yet another what-might-have-been chance encounter with a pretty stranger. Working in the city had exposed him to a new lifestyle, and he’d found himself staring at the faces of the unfamiliar as they passed him on the subway, envisioning what would happen if he acted on the thoughts that were running through his mind. But every day, they’d just smile at each other and wander past, strangers never to meet again, a question that would never be answered.

As the clouds slowly began to part, a bright ray of sun snuck through the sky, illuminating the sultry air. Keith picked up his pace in hopes of escaping the heat and ducking into the underground shade of the train station. Only he never made it that far, because Denise stepped backwards right as he was making his way his past, sending his briefcase crashing to the ground.

Her eyes went wide for a brief second, but the embarrassment of the situation seemed to escape her. She threw her head back and let her laughter ring through the air.

“I’m so sorry,” she said, clasping both hands to her chest. Her smile was like a full moon in the night sky, something that radiated and lit up everything around it. Something that, if you got close enough, had the power to drive you crazy.

It was at that moment that Keith began to think back on all the times he’d brushed shoulders with a woman on the sidewalk, all the times he’d met eyes with a stranger across the café on his lunch break, all the chance encounters he might not have missed out on if only he’d asked.

Two cups of coffee later, Denise agreed to a date the following Friday night. Keith took her to a Bruce Springsteen concert at the Palladium, then polished off the evening with drinks at The Willow, while Denise shared stories of her semesters abroad in Paris and Florence. Keith clung to every word, helpless, intoxicated by the soothing flow of her voice, soft and warm, like the sounds of waves crashing. She smelled like lavender and wore a small purple lilac in her hair. She stirred the straw in her glass between sips. She laughed at his jokes. She had a dimple in her left cheek, a passion for photography and was fluent in three languages. Keith wondered what else about her he had yet to uncover.  

Had he known what else was lurking underneath, the turmoil it would have caused him, it wouldn’t have mattered. He would’ve done it all over again. Because regardless of the outcome, love conquered all. He, of all people, knew this at least.

Intrigued? Desperate to read it?

Much Love!

Lettie

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