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A Matter of Time (Angel Sight #3) by Lisa M. Basso

Publication date: eBook June 9, 2015 / Paperback August 18, 2015

Publisher: Month9Books, LLC.

Summary from Goodreads:

Rayna entered Hell to save Kade. Kade entered to protect Rayna. Both have failed.

Centuries of Kade’s demons are unearthed when he is brainwashed and used as a Fallen pawn.

In the freezing pits of Hell, Ray is beaten and tortured, pushed to her breaking point. She takes a stand, firing back at her attackers though she’s only begun to understand the true strength of her wings. A strength she will need once she uncovers the evils that await on Earth.

Together they find solace, alone they will fight.

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Author Interview:

Q: Tell us a little about yourself. How did you begin writing? What inspires you to write?

I first began writing in my early teens, when all the feelings were too much to handle. I picked it up again in High School when an English teacher assigned the class to write a short story then provide feedback. Mine got pretty decent feedback. In my early twenties, after not being able to decide on a career path that satisfied me, I started to notice how, when things got hard, I returned to writing. So, return to writing I did, and have been writing full-time ever since.

Q: Who is your intended audience and why should they read your book?

I write for people who love to read. Of course, the Young Adult genre is intended for young adults, but so many people read YA these days, including adults just looking for a great story. So, I write for people who love to read YA.

Q: How did you come up with the title of your book or series?

The first book in the series, A SHIMMER OF ANGELS went through several title changes before it was published. Angel Sight was one of them. The Angel Sight series begins with A SHIMMER OF ANGELS in which the main character, Rayna, thought her hallucinations of the men with wings were a thing of the past until an angel appears in her class and her classmate turns up dead.

Q: Tell us a little bit about your cover art. Who designed it? Why did you go with that particular image/artwork?

It’s no secret that I have been blessed by the cover gods. Have you seen the trilogy of covers together? Stunning! In truth, I didn’t have much to do with choosing the cover art, all that credit goes to my publisher, Month9Books, and the cover designer, Stephanie Mooney.

Q: Who is your favorite character from your book and why?

Hands down, Kade, the Fallen angel with oil-slick wings and a smart mouth is my favorite not just to write, but to read, too. His mood swings keep the readers on their toes. And who doesn’t love a handsome guy with a hard exterior and a (somewhat) less iron-like interior?

Q: Give us an interesting fun fact or a few about your book or series:

Fun Fact One:

The first draft of A SHIMMER OF ANGELS was written well over five years ago.

Fun Fact Two:

The ending to A SHIMMER OF ANGELS was completely rewritten at least four times.

Fun Fact Three:

A MATTER OF TIME is the first series ending book I’ve ever written. Earlier drafts of the story were very different than the book you’ll see today.

Fun Fact Four:

If I had the time, I’d write fan fiction about all the secondary characters in the series I love (Lee, Ray’s best friend, Gina, his girlfriend, and Laylah, Rayna’s bratty little sister).

Q: How can we contact you or find out more about your books?

Blog: http://Lisa-Basso.blogspot.com

Twitter: http://twitter.com/LisaMBasso

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Lisa-M-Basso/340213186037936

Instagram: http://instagram.com/lisambasso

Tumblr: http://www.tumblr.com/blog/lisambasso

Q: What can we expect from you in the future?

I have several irons in the fire, as they say. YA is always my first love. I’ve been experimenting with a particularly intense YA Sci-Fi that I hope you all get to read soon.

Q: What can readers who enjoy your book do to help make it successful?

Nothing compares to the glorious love readers have for books. Literally nothing. The best part of my job is getting a message from a reader who enjoyed one of my books. So, thank you. You guys make me all kinds of mushy inside.

The best thing readers can do–for any author or book they’ve loved–is to leave a review. Goodreads, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, iBooks, or all of the above, it doesn’t matter. The more places the review posts, the better. Every review helps us get the word out to possible fans. You guys are the voice that is strong and loud and keeps publishing alive, don’t forget that. Your voices matter.

Q: Do you have any tips for readers or advice for other writers trying to get published?

Read. Write. Work hard. See rejection as a stepping stone not a deterrent (we’ve all dealt with it). Never give up–and eat lots of chocolate. 😀

Q: Is there anything else you’d like to say?

Thank you so much for having me today. A MATTER OF TIME will be available in ebook and audiobook June 9th and in print August 4th.

Q: And now, before you go, how about a snippet from your book that is meant to intrigue and tantalize us:

(*Spoiler warning* This excerpt comes from the very first chapter in A MATTER OF TIME. If you haven’t read A SHIMMER OF ANGELS and A SLITHER OF HOPE, I would advise skipping over this clip.)

Trapped.

Tortured.

Alone.

The walls no longer closed in the way they once did. Now they only screamed; the jagged, shattered sound of souls and wills being ripped away.

I used to cover my ears. Now, even when the screams stopped, they never truly quieted.

About the Author:

Lisa M. Basso was born and raised in San Francisco, California. She is a lover of books, video games, animals, and baking (not baking with animals though). As a child she would crawl into worlds of her own creation and get lost for hours. Her love for YA fiction started with a simple school reading assignment: S.E. Hinton’s The Outsiders. When not reading or writing she can usually be found at home with The Best Boyfriend that Ever Lived ™ and her two darling (and sometimes evil) cats, Kitties A and B.

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Descent (Kissed by Death #3)
by Tara A. Fuller
Release Date: 06/02/15
Entangled Teen
320 pages

Book Summary (Goodreads):

He’ll destroy everything and everyone to save her…including himself.

Easton doesn’t believe in love. He believes in death. Darkness. Sin. As a reaper for Hell, it’s all he’s known for more than four hundred years. So when he gets slapped with the job of training the boss’s daughter, an angel that knows nothing but joy, he knows he’s in for a world of trouble.

Though he’s made it clear he wants nothing to do with her outside of work, Gwen will do whatever it takes to get close to the dark and wounded reaper—even taint her angelic image and become a reaper herself. But in all her planning, she forgot to factor in one thing—how far the demons Easton doomed to Hell will go for revenge.

When the dangers of the Hell threaten Gwen, Easton will destroy everything and everyone to save her. But as the darkness closes in, will he be able to save himself?

Book Excerpt:

The room seemed to settle into a dangerous calm as we entered, and at least a dozen sets of eyes followed our progress.

“Why are they all looking at me like that?”

“Because most of them have never seen anything like you,” I said. “Put on all the black leather you want, Red, but you’ll never be able to cover up what you are.”

“And what am I?”

My gaze coasted over the soft curve of her cheek, the slender arch of her neck. She was beautiful, a warm sunrise in a world that had only ever known a cold, unforgiving night. To think I’d even tried to hide what she was from the filth here showed how foolish I really was. There was no hiding the goodness in Gwen.

“Pure,” I finally said, tearing my gaze from her. I had to stop looking at her like that. I had to stop wanting to touch her. I had to stop… I just had to stop. Giving in to that desire wasn’t going to do either of us any good.

“Then maybe I should do something to make them think I’m not,” she said, voice small and unsure.

I laughed. “Like what? Murder someone? News flash. Everyone here is already dead, sweetheart.”

“I don’t know,” she said, looking around. “What about that?”

She gestured to a man and succubus on the dance floor. Lips locked together, dancing so close you couldn’t tell where he ended and she began. A group of pain demons closed in on them, waiting for her to deplete and release the drained soul. They’d drag him away and finish him off once she’d had her fill. That was the real dance here.

Feed. Punish. Pain. Repeat.

As much as the thought of having Gwen pressed against me like that scared the shit out of me, she was right. We needed to blend in. I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against me, telling myself I was only acting. That I didn’t care. She gasped and her hands landed on my chest. She was stiff in my arms, staring at my throat. A table of demons pushed their drinks aside to watch us with suspicious, glowing eyes.

“Gonna need to come a little closer than that, Red,” I whispered against her hair. “Are you a succubus or an angel? Quick survival tip…you want to be the succubus.”

She inched forward and buried her face in my neck, releasing a shaky breath against my jaw. Her mouth pressed against the serpent tattoo on my neck, and I could feel the brand of ink writhe, basking in the pleasure of her purity. My heart kicked a painful rhythm against my ribs. Without permission, my hands slid down to her hips. She felt so warm under my palms, perfectly clumsy, trying to find a rhythm to match mine. I’d never really danced before, but in a place like this, I figured there was no right way. Not when everything was so wrong. Gwen peeked out from under my jaw, looking at the others dancing.

“Should we…kiss?” she asked. “L-like them?”

I stopped swaying and forced my hands to loosen their grip on her hips. My blood felt too hot, my body tense and unfamiliar. My gaze dropped to her mouth, and my mind went places it had no business going.

I wanted to kiss her.

I’d never wanted to kiss anyone. Almighty knows that’s all it would take to soil her. One touch from my lips and she’d never be the same.

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About the Author:

Tara Fuller writes novels. Some about grim reapers​. Some about witches. All of course are delightfully full of teen angst and kissing. Tara grew up in a one stop light town in Oklahoma where once upon a time she stayed up with a flash light reading RL Stine novels and only dreamed of becoming a writer. She has a slight obsession with music and a shameless addiction for zombie fiction, Mystery Science Theater, and black and white mochas. Tara no longer lives in a one stop light town. Now she lives with her family in a slightly larger town in North  Carolina where they have at least three stoplights.

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Summary from Goodreads:

Everyone at Singer, a boarding school for underprivileged kids, knows the urban legend of the Society of Seven. Decades ago, the original members of the secret guild for elite students murdered the school’s founder and then perished in the fire they lit to hide the evidence. Or so the story goes.

Talan Michaels doesn’t care about Singer’s past. He’s too focused on his future and the fact that he’ll be homeless after he graduates in May. To take his mind off it, he accepts a mysterious invitation to join a group calling itself the Sevens. 

 

He expects pranks, parties, and perks. Instead, he finds himself neck-deep in a conspiracy involving secret passages and cryptic riddles about the school’s history. Even worse, he’s now tangled in web of lies someone will kill to keep hidden.

 

“At the end of the day, it’s Talan and his endearing combination of bravado and vulnerability, coupled with the crackling chemistry he shares with Laney, that will keep readers turning the pages. A satisfying read for secret-society fanatics and romantics alike.” – Kirkus ReviewsBuy Links:
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Book Excerpt:I cut across the quad toward the oldest building on campus. Why would they want to see me here? Except for the Pillar thing, I can’t think of anything I’ve done wrong recently. That they know of, anyhow.I open the front door and flash my pass at the security guard. He reads the note over a couple times as I sign in. “Room 07? I don’t see a lot of passes for rooms in the basement.” He hands it back and points to a doorway. “Take that stairwell there.”The muscles in my shoulders stiffen as I ramble down the rickety steps into a dark corridor. The air is humid and musty. There’s a single dim bulb hanging from the ceiling in the center of the long hallway.Unnerved, I squint to read the faded numbers on the old wood doors. The darkness in the narrow hall is starting to trigger my claustrophobia. When my shoes squeak like a bad speaker, I twist around, thinking someone’s behind me. What am I freaking out about? There’s no one else here. I’m alone.Alone.In a strange building.

For a meeting I knew nothing about.

In an empty hallway… in a dimly-lit basement… that no one ever uses.

The hairs on my arm stand up. My eyes shift around, searching the walls for anything familiar.

“Hello?”

No answer.

All the classroom lights are off except for one at the very end of the hall. A strip of light glows from under the door. I drift toward it like an insect to a bug zapper.

The door to room 07 creaks as I open it and wander inside. The room is empty, except for a chalkboard on one wall with a message:

Yes, Talan. The letter is for you. And it’s real.

My breath catches in my throat. What letter? What’s going on?  I look around the room and then peer out into the hallway, but there’s still no one around.

Scanning the room again, I spot a black velvet envelope with a red wax seal sitting on the ledge of the chalkboard. I go over and grab it, just as a cold sweat starts to collect under my shirt.

Inside is a card printed with fancy writing:

Master Talan Michaels,

You have been chosen for membership in the resurrected Society of Seven. Participation in The Society requires absolute loyalty, a lifelong oath of silence, and a commitment of sacrificial service to the true purposes of our brotherhood. In return, pledges are bestowed the secrets of The Society, including access to fraternal wealth and wisdom. Upon final initiation into The Society, each member is assigned the Great Responsibility and awarded the Great Reward—the use of society resources to fulfill your greatest desire.

Choose or refuse, you will have until midnight tonight to decide. If refusing, destroy this card and speak of it never, lest ye choose to invite misery upon yourself. Be warned: Do not take this vow lightly.

If accepting, return this invitation by way of the mausoleum of Mary Harper Singer, behind the Chapel ruins in the cemetery off Rucker Road. Slide this card under the palm of the weeping angel that watches over our beloved matriarch.

Noblesse Oblige:  “To whom much is given, much is expected.”

About the Author: 

Lynn Lindquist lives in a suburb of Chicago with two overly-social sons and a mutt named Slugger who wisely hides under the bed most days. The hordes of teenagers that regularly frequent her house (think Panama City Beach during spring break) provide fodder for her young adult novels and growing anxiety disorder. Ever since her sons broke the Guinness Record for Largest-Rager-Thrown-While-a-Parent-Was-Out-for-the-Night, she enjoys spending her free time at home entertaining friends, cooking, reading, and writing. Thankfully, her favorite things in life are her sons, words, and kids, so she wouldn’t have it any other way.  She is represented by Katherine Boyle at Veritas Literary Agency.

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