Monday, November 26, 2012

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Most people who know me, know I love libraries and all they contain - books, magazines, music, and movies.  I read.  A lot.  That goes for movies too.  Some of the things I like to read the most is YA.  Here's one that I'm reading now...


This book is seven kinds of awesome!

Six hours ago, men in dark suits and sunglasses came looking for me.

Four hours ago, they offered me training to hunt the things that killed my family: demons.

Two hours ago, I joined their secret organization—the CGE.

Now… All I have to do is survive demon-hunter school.

 
The classes won’t kill me, but the finals might.

The particulars:

Genre: YA, Urban Fantasy
Length: Novel (91,000 words/310 pages)
eBook Price: $3.99

Buy it here: Amazon / Barnes & Noble / Apple / Smashwords

Excerpt

“There are people here to see you, Jade.”
I turned my head toward the door. Mrs. Gill stood at the doorway to my shared-room wearing her customary disappointed look—the pucker purse, which was why I silently referred to her as Fishface.
“I didn’t do anything,” I said automatically, speaking more out of habit than guilt. I wasn’t guilty of anything this time. Staying out of trouble in a house with eight other people who all hated your guts wasn’t an easy feat, but I’d been managing. Mostly.
Fishface rolled her eyes and planted her hands on her hips in one of her favorite stances. “Oh, don’t try that look of innocence on me. I’ve been around you long enough to know you can’t pull it off. Now hurry up. They’re in my living room. Waiting,” she snapped. She twisted around to leave. I started to make a face but stopped when she glanced over her shoulder and shot me a dirty look. “And keep your mouth shut.” Her tone was a low whisper now. “Don’t think for a second I won’t find out if you say anything.”
I gave a mental eye-roll. Her warning was clear: if you tell them the truth, that I’m an evil witch that shouldn’t be trusted with a demonic dog, I’ll find out—again—and make your life even more of a living hell.
I smiled at her, but there was nothing sincere about it and we both knew it. “Your secrets are safe with me, Mrs. Gill.” And just because I knew it’d have her seething, I added a wink.
She spared me one last glare, plastered her I’m-a-good-role-model smile on her face, then stormed away.

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