Monday, April 27, 2015

Audiobook Release Blitz + Giveaway: Compulsion by Martina Boone

Author: Martina Boone 
Release Date: October 28, 2014
Narrated by: Joell A. Jacob
Length: 11 hrs and 29 mins 
Publisher: Simon Pulse/Tantor Audio
448 pages

Summary from Goodreads:

Three plantations. Two wishes. One ancient curse.
All her life, Barrie Watson has been a virtual prisoner in the house where she lives with her shut-in mother. When her mother dies, Barrie promises to put some mileage on her stiletto heels. But she finds a new kind of prison at her aunt’s South Carolina plantation instead--a prison guarded by an ancient spirit who long ago cursed one of the three founding families of Watson Island and gave the others magical gifts that became compulsions.

Stuck with the ghosts of a generations-old feud and hunted by forces she cannot see, Barrie must find a way to break free of the family legacy. With the help of sun-kissed Eight Beaufort, who knows what Barrie wants before she knows herself, the last Watson heir starts to unravel her family's twisted secrets. What she finds is dangerous: a love she never expected, a river that turns to fire at midnight, a gorgeous cousin who isn’t what she seems, and very real enemies who want both Eight and Barrie dead.

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Praise for Compulsion:
"Skillfully blends rich magic and folklore with adventure, sweeping romance, and hidden treasure . . . An impressive start to the Heirs of Watson Island series." —Publishers Weekly
"Eight Beaufort is so swoon-worthy that it's ridiculous. Move over Four, Eight is here to stay!"  —RT Book Reviews, RT Editors Best Books of 2014

"Darkly romantic and steeped in Southern Gothic charm, you'll be compelled to get lost in the Heirs of Watson Island series." —JENNIFER L. ARMENTROUT, #1 New York Times bestselling author

"A fresh twist on the Southern Gothic -- haunting, atmospheric, and absorbing." —CLAUDIA GRAY, New York Timesbestselling author of A Thousand Pieces of You and the Evernight and Spellcaster series 
"A stunningly magical debut with a delicious slow burn to be savored. I want to live in this story world!" —WENDY HIGGINS, USA Today and New York Times bestselling author of the Sweet Evil trilogy

"Beautifully written, with vivid characters, a generations-old feud, and romance that leaps off the page, this Southern ghost story left me lingering over every word, and yet wanting to race to the compelling finish. Compulsion is not to be missed." —MEGAN SHEPHERD, author of The Madman's Daughter

Book Two:

Beautiful Creatures meets Gone With the Wind

As reporters chasing rumors of a stolen shipment of Civil War gold descend on Watson Island, Barrie Watson discovers more is buried at Colesworth Place than treasure. A mysterious, magical man claims the key to the Watson and Beaufort gifts and the Colesworth curse also lies beneath the mansion, and Barrie has no option but to help him find it. While she and Eight Beaufort struggle to make sense of the escalating danger and their growing feelings for each other, Barrie must decide not only whom to trust, but which gift is more reliable—Eights or her own. With the fate of the founding families at stake, she has to choose between what she feels deep in her heart and what will keep her loved ones safe.

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Martina Boone was born in Prague and spoke several languages before learning English. She fell in love with words and never stopped delighting in them.

She’s the founder of, a Writer’s Digest 101 Best Websites for Writers site, and, a site devoted to encouraging literacy and all this YA Series.
From her home in Virginia, where she lives with her husband, children, and Auggie the wonder dog, she enjoys writing contemporary fantasy set in the kinds of magical places she’d love to visit. When she isn’t writing, she’s addicted to travel, horses, skiing, chocolate flavored tea, and anything with Nutella on it.

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Sunday, April 26, 2015

Release Week Launch: Binge by Jennifer Foor

Flynn & Aria Roberts have had plenty of ups and downs during their seven year marriage. Everyone warned them not to wed so young - that they'd be missing out on the key years when people grow from young adults to mature individuals.

The only thing holding them
together now is their
love for each other,
and even that is becoming questionable.

To save the marriage, and the family they've already started, Flynn and Aria come up with an unconventional solution to help them find what's missing in their relationship.

The only problem is doing so involves rediscovering themselves completely, even if it requires them to be unfaithful.

Can a marriage survive when vows are broken, or will chance encounters prove they've been missing out all-along?

Fulfill your
deepest Desires
Give in to

While still a blubbering mess, I picked up the phone and dialed Flynn’s number. I needed to hear his voice.

He sounded groggy. “Hello?”

“It’s me.” My voice was low to hide my emotions.

“Are you crying?”

It was easier to lie. “No, I’m fine.”

“Aria, you can’t hide that from me. Tell me what’s wrong.”

“There is something wrong with me, Flynn. I’m confused all the time. I keep making one bad decision after another. Maybe I deserve to be alone. Maybe you should have left a long time ago.”

“I stayed because I love you. I might have a shitty way of showing it, but I’ve love you for as long as I can remember. That’s never going to change, even if we’re not together.”

I sobbed on my end of the phone. It was so clear that Flynn was tired of my head games. “I’m so sorry for my part in this.”

“I deserved most of it I suppose. It’s not like I’m perfect. I made mistakes I wish I could take back; mistakes that hurt you beyond belief. I’d do anything to erase the things from your memory, though we both know it’s not possible. I keep thinking about everything, wondering the exact moment when everything went to shit. I talk to Dr. Ellis about this yesterday. She said…”

“Wait. What did you say? You talked to Dr. Ellis yesterday? Was it over the phone?” It was the weekend. She didn’t have office hours. Were my fears about them being together confirmed?

“No, I saw her. She was at the same place I was staying. She showed up yesterday and we went out to dinner.”

I couldn’t hear anymore of this. “I thought we were having a good conversation. I thought it was progress. The truth is you’re never going to change. This call was a mistake, but at least it’s proven you can never be trusted.”

“Aria, wait…”

I hung up and turned my phone off so he couldn’t call me back. Determined to leave the house before he could show up and tell me more lies, I started getting ready for the big event. Now more than  ever I wanted to rid myself of the hole he’d left in my heart. I was going to go through with my plans, and even guilt wasn’t going to stop me.

Jennifer Foor is an award winning Contemporary Romance Author. She's best known for the Mitchell Family Series, which includes ten books.

She is married with two children and spends most of her time behind a keyboard, writing stories that come from her heart. 

Cover Reveal: Beyond the Sea by Emily Goodwin

Beyond the Sea (Beyond the Sea #1)
Author: Emily Goodwin
Genre: New Adult Paranormal Romance
Release Date: April 28, 2015
Cover Design by Mae I Design 


Stay away from the surface. Remain hidden at all times. Never fall in love with a human…but rules are meant to be broken.

After the brutal murder of her sister, Melia is forced to flee from the only place she’s ever called home, the Pacific Ocean, leaving her life as a merrow behind and pretending to be human.

Peter Anderson is just trying to get through college when Melia walks into his life. He knows there is something different about her, and it’s not just that she lives alone in a mansion overlooking the ocean, spending all her time with Jamie Forester, the only goth girl in the sunny town of San Morado.

Worlds collide when Melia must make a life or death decision, and risk being seen in order to save Peter from drowning. Knowing that falling in love with a human is forbidden, Melia resists her attraction to Peter, but soon she finds herself in love with him…and in danger.

Melia knows love might not be enough to protect them from the dangers that lurk in the deep waters she once called home.

They say love knows no boundaries, but can it survive the darkest depths of the ocean?

Emily Goodwin is the author of the award winning Contagium Series published by Permuted Press as well as many independently published novels, including the internationally bestselling novel, STAY. Emily writes in a wide variety of genres, from horror to romance. She holds multiple degrees in psychology and nursing and has worked in mental health and general healthcare. Emily resides in Indiana with her husband, daughter, and German Shepherd named Vader. Along with writing, Emily enjoys riding her horse, designing and making costumes, and Cosplay.

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Saturday, April 25, 2015

Unforgiven Tour: Excerpt + Giveaway

Welcome to my stop on the blog tour for Unforgiven! Today I have a great excerpt from the book to share with you - and don't forget to enter the awesome giveaway! To follow the rest of the tour, click on the banner above.

Unforgiven (Soulkeepers #3)
Author: Lori Adams
Release Date: April 21, 2015
Publisher: Loveswept


Otherworldly desire and paranormal action reach new heights in the final installment of The Soulkeepers. As Sophia St. James moves Heaven and Hell to claim her destiny, questions are answered, secrets are revealed—and immortal love is tested. 

After finally becoming a powerful Spirit Walker, Sophia St. James is shocked to discover that her conjured identical twin, Ka—along with her soul—have been dragged down to Hell by the relentless Demon Knight Dante. Sophia tries to hide the crisis, but there is little hope of keeping any secrets from her red-hot Guardian Angel. Growing suspicious, Michael has been making plans of his own that will bind him and Sophia together forever. 

But Sophia is plagued with evil visions through Ka’s experiences in Hell. She is terrified that Dante will discover he has taken the wrong Sophia. Desperate to return to her original state before she withers away and dies, she risks everything to go where Michael can’t follow. To bring back Ka and save her own soul, Sophia must now enter the gates of Hell.

Praise for The Soulkeepers:

“In a clash between heaven and hell, no one raises the heat like Spirit Walker Sophia and her Guardian Angel, Michael.”—Cecy Robson, award-winning author of the Weird Girls series 

“As romantic as it is addictive, with witty writing, an action-packed plot, and a face-fanning romance all in one, The Soulkeepers is quickly becoming one of my favorite paranormal series.”—Cassie Mae, author of The Real Thing 

“If you are looking for an amazing and unique paranormal romance that never has a dull moment, has an intense love triangle, fabulous characters, and a captivating, action-filled plot, then look no further than this highly addictive series.”—The Avid Book Collector

“Well, we all know Sophia has been the most unusual human we’ve ever come across,” Raph said. “Why should this be any different?”

“But why such a high level of energy?” Gabe mused. He sat down in a chair, absently tugging at his eyebrow.

“Find out,” Michael ordered. He raised his chin and gave the family a hard look. “We need to know everything about Sophia. Gabe, you find out the source of her energy. Ask her fellow spirit walkers why they seemed intimidated by her. They’ve gone through similar training; they’ll know more than any of us what she’s been through. And talk to the Halos from the ceremony. Find out why they treated her differently.”

“Do you still feel the second heartbeat when she’s around?” Gabe asked, reminding Michael that his brother had been researching their unique connection. The answer was plain on Michael’s face, so Gabe continued. “Nothing changed after she gained her Chelsea Light? After her spiritual energy went beyond full capacity?”

Michael considered how much to reveal. The moment Sophia had gasped at the ceremony and clutched her chest, he’d felt a surge to his own system, a stabbing pain that smothered out the second heartbeat for several seconds. Instinct told him not to admit everything, but too much had changed. He wouldn’t ignore the fact that something had happened to her. Sophia was hiding something that caused her adrenaline to skyrocket. In that one moment, she’d radiated more fear than ever before. He had to find out what she was so afraid of.

He told Gabe about his pain and skipped heartbeats. He explained how it returned to “normal” after Sophia calmed herself down, after she gained control of her energy.

“It’s possible that she was really overcome by everything,” Milvi offered. “I saw the bloody clothes she wore when she killed Wolfgang. Poor girl had been drenched in demon blood. That would freak me out, too.”

“Why don’t I just ask her what’s going on?” Raph asked.

You will stay away from her,” Michael ordered, his voice tight with nerves.

“Why?” Raph demanded.

“Because I have something else to occupy you. Find out what happened at the dance. Why Dante was there and where he’s gone. As far as I know, Dante and Vaughn were not with Wolfgang when he attacked Sophia. The lesser demons disappeared the moment Wolfgang
died. There has to be more to his unexpected visit.” He turned toward the sofa.

“Milvi, ask the demon hunters what they might know. They trained Sophia for weeks. They were fighting alongside her when she made the kill. I want to know what was said between Sophia and Wolfgang. I want to know every word Wolfgang uttered. Understand?” She nodded. “Dimitri, you inform the school that I’ve withdrawn. Tell them . . . I joined the Navy. Use the usual protocol.” He flicked his hand, indicating that the Messenger for The Council knew well how to deflect suspicion from the family. “And now, Katarina. Tell me why Celeste St. James would ask you for help.”

“She feared for Sophia’s safety because Dante—”

No!” Michael snapped, and then calmed himself. She was purposely misdirecting him. “Why would Celeste know to ask you for help?”

Katarina bristled with irritation. For the first time in Michael’s memory, the Seer showed willingness to defy the ranks of authority. She seemed angered by his insistence in knowing things about Sophia. But as a veteran leader of many guardian families over the centuries, Katarina maintained control and responded in a cool, crisp tone.

“I know Celeste. We met at the Borderlands. We became friends. She shared her concerns about Sophia, and I sympathized.” She tilted her head in challenge against Michael’s calculating assessment.

She was decisively vague. Michael could sense her guarded nature. She was coveting secrets, and her defiance boiled his blood. He stepped toward her, preparing to demand more, but Raph caught his arm.

“You’ve given your orders, Michael. So tell us what you’ll be doing to find out what happened to Sophia.” Raph’s sharp tone left no doubt as to his resentment. Months ago, he’d been excited at the idea of having a brother guardian climb the ranks to the Halos. Now it seemed that Raph didn’t care for Michael’s quick rise to power. He might’ve even heard that Michael excelled in the trials and gained respect from the Master Halos who singled him out as unique. More likely, his hostility came from being told to stay away from Sophia.

Michael suspected that his brother had enjoyed the assignment of watching over her. Raph also might have liked that it irritated Michael. Why he should like upsetting a brother guardian, Michael didn’t know. Perhaps Raph thought Michael had broken his vow and had unnatural affection for Sophia. Perhaps he knew for sure that it was true.

Michael’s eyes grew tight but he spoke softly, deliberately. “You do not want to provoke me, Raphael. Once, we trained together. We were brother guardians, but do not forget your place. Do not question me or my motives now. Do you understand?” He jerked his arm from Raph’s grasp.

Raph contemplated his options and then stepped back and gave an exaggerated bow. “You have my loyalty, as always.”

His elaborate, sarcastic display only tossed fuel on the fire. But Michael wondered if he’d gone too far with his demands. He wondered if his desire for Sophia had clouded his judgment. His need to protect her was making a tyrant out of him. Desperation does that to a man. But it also heightens the senses and sharpens the focus. And Michael would use that to his advantage. He knew without question that Sophia’s secret would be his to discover. He just hoped it wasn’t something that would pull them apart, again. 
Lori Adams is the author of the Soulkeepers series: Forbidden, Awaken, and Unforgiven. She wrote her first book—about scary sharks—at the age of eight. Now she writes New Adult, young adult, and middle-grade fiction. Originally from Oklahoma, Adams lives in Southern California with her husband and two daughters. 

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Friday, April 24, 2015

Awesome Weekend Sale Alert: Grab copies of Marie Lu's The Legend Trilogy and 4 titles by Sarah Dessen!!

Hey everyone! I wanted to spread the word about two really awesome deals going on! These books will only be marked at the sale price for ONE DAY each - so make sure you grab your copies while they're super cheap!! 




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Cover Reveal + Excerpt: Fury by Fisher Amelie

FURY, the much anticipated third standalone of The Seven Deadly Series by Fisher Amelie, releases May 4th, 2015! As we count down the days, Fisher is teasing us yet again! Here is the highly awaited cover!!

And now, without further ado...


EXCERPT from FURY, Coming May 4, 2015:

We start where we left off from Fisher’s last excerpt. If you’d like to read it, you can go here
Ethan?” she asked. “Is that you?” 

“Hello, Finley,” I answered. 

“How are you?” she asked, somehow devoid of the pity I’d often heard in so many greetings since Cricket. I was grateful to her for this. 

“I’m fine,” I slurred, lifting my head a bit to meet her eyes. 

A grin met her lips. “You were always a terrible liar.” Her smile fell a little. “What are you doing here?” 

“I’m drinking.” 

She narrowed her eyes. “You hate drinking.” 

 “I learned to love it,” I said, downing the remaining contents of my glass, letting it burn. 

She looked me up and down, making me feel self-conscious. “But apparently it doesn’t love you.” 

“Thanks,” I snorted, acting like I didn’t care. But I did. 

“You look terrible,” she said, ignoring me. “Are you even eating?” 

“I’m consuming the daily recommended calorie intake,” I hedged. 

“Ah,” she answered, examining my empty glass. 

I shook my head and signaled to Vi for another. 

Finley narrowed her eyes once more. “Can I get a basket of chicken tenders too, Vi?” she added. 

“Sure thing,” she said, ringing up Finley’s food before grabbing the bottle of Jack and filling me to the top. 

Finley examined my glass but didn’t say a word. 

“What?” I asked, feeling defensive. 

“Nothing,” she answered, looking at her hands. 

“Judging me?” 

“Not at all,” she said sincerely and looked me dead in the eye. 

This look froze me, and the glass slipped from my fingers and back onto the bar top, spilling a little from the rim. 

“I’ve done that very thing,” she said, gesturing toward my glass. 

“Drink ’til you’re numb?” 

“No,” she said, “succumb to a vice in order to forget.” 

I leaned forward, stunned by this admission, and my eyes found hers. “What, Finley?” 

She hesitated, started to open her mouth, but someone called her name and she turned around. It was an ex-classmate of ours, couldn’t remember her name, the one she’d been dancing with, and I found myself feeling anxious all of a sudden. I hadn’t felt anxious in a long time. Hadn’t felt anything, really, other than severe pain and shame, in a very long time. Huh

“Finley, Chris is gonna give me a ride back home. You cool?” the girl asked, eyeing me. She knew. The whole town knew about my tumble down the rabbit hole. 

“Yeah, Holly Raye. I’ll see you tomorrow,” she answered, her brows scrunched in confusion. 

Finley was surprised by Holly Raye’s apparent worry which I found odd. 

“Okay,” Holly Raye said, kissing Finley’s cheek. 

Chris was waiting by the door for her, and we both watched them leave, afraid to speak, our earlier moment gone. 

Vi walked up with Finley’s chicken tenders and set them in front of her. Her fingers found one but lifted up quickly with a tiny gasp. 

“Hot,” she whispered, resting her fingers against the side of her water glass. 

She let them cool for a few moments and we sat in awkward silence. I wasn’t sure what she was still doing there. I didn’t have any clue why she had even started to talk to me either. I mean, I knew in high school she’d had a crush on me, but I figured it was long gone. She used to stare at me a little doe eyed, and I had always done my best to be kind to her but not too kind. I’d considered her a friend but nothing more, even if I did take solace in my conversations with her. I’d never admitted that out loud to anyone then, though, not that I was ashamed or anything. It’s just, I was in love with Cricket. 


The ache in my chest burned deep, a restless reminder of all I’d lost. And suddenly I felt guilty for finding Finley attractive even when I thought she was a stranger. Even after Cricket left me for Spencer. 

“You should probably leave,” I told her. 

She looked at me like I was crazy. “I’ll do whatever I want,” she said, sitting taller, pitching me that confident Finley attitude I remembered from high school. 

“Whatever,” I said, then called out to Vi for another round, which she served up quickly. 

Finley tore apart a few tenders then handed me half of one. 

“Uh, no,” I said, downing my glass. 

“Uh, yes,” she mocked, shoving the piece in my face. 

“Stop,” I said, swiping it away. 

“Eat, damn it,” she said. 

I looked at her and the expression on her face told me she wouldn’t quit, so I roughly took it from her and took a large bite. She bit into her own piece, a smug look on her face. She practically hand fed me every piece in the damn basket, but I didn’t care. I knew what she was doing, but it wouldn’t work because the liquor resting in my belly was too substantial to be worked against. 

“What have you done with your summer?” she asked me. 

“This,” I said, gesturing to my glass. 

“What the hell, Ethan?” 

“What, are you my mother?” I asked, immediately regretting those choice of words. I closed my eyes.  

Mom. My heart dropped into my throat. Must remedy that

“Vi,” I said loudly to her at the other end of the bar. “One more.” 

Vi walked the length of the bar and filled my glass again, much to Finley’s obvious horror. 

“Vi, can I get some mozzarella sticks?” she asked. 

“Of course, darlin’.” 

Finley smiled at me. 

“I’m not eating those,” I told her. 

“Oh, you’ll eat them.” 

“I won’t.” 

“You will.” 

“I sure as hell will not, Finley Dyer.” 

She leaned closer and my head began to swim. Her signature scent of apples and wild daisies swarmed around me, making my heart race. It’d never bothered me before. It’s the liquor, I told myself. 

“You will or I’m taking your ass home right now.” 

“You can just kiss that ass, Fin.” 

“That’s the Jack talking.” 

“No, that’s me. I don’t want to play anymore. I want to be left alone now.” 

“You see,” she said, settling her elbows on the bar top, “I think- No, I know you’re lying. Like I said before, you’re a terrible liar. I think you’ve lied so often about wanting to be left alone, though, that you’ve convinced your head it’s the truth, but you can’t convince the heart, Ethan. You know why? Because the heart can’t ever be lied to, and yours beats the loneliest I’ve ever heard.” 

I didn’t answer her. Couldn’t answer her. 

“What have you done this summer?” I asked, ignoring her spot-on observation. 

She played along. “I’ve had a temp job here in Kalispell answering phones for Smith Travel, trying to earn cash for my trip.” 

My brows furrowed. “What trip?” 

“I’m heading over to Vietnam for a year.” 

This shocked me. “What in the world would you go to Vietnam for?” 

“Charity work,” she answered, making me laugh. 

“Why?” I asked. 

“Don’t be an asshole,” she replied. 

“No, really, why?” 

“I’ve wanted to do this for close to five years now.” 

“How come I don’t ever remember you talking about this at school?” 

“Ethan,” she said softly, “let’s not pretend we ever really talked in high school deeper than filler conversation.” 

This wounded me a little, though I’m not sure why. “What the hell, Finley? You and I were friends.” 

Now it was her turn to laugh. “We were most definitely not friends. I may know everything about you and you may know everything about me because we grew up together, but we were not friends. You had a constant bodyguard in Cricket.” 

I sat up at the mention of her name. “Don’t ever say her name again,” I gritted. 

She raised her hands in concession. “Fine.” 

There was a pregnant pause as she let me calm myself down. 

“I talked to you a lot in the classes we had,” I offered. 

“We talked a lot about the upcoming football games or class assignments. Once or twice, we took the seventy-year-old route and discussed the weather.” 

I fought my grin. “Okay, so it was always surface observation, but we were kids.” 

“No, Ethan, that’s not what it was.” 

“Well, you were in love with me,” I bravely spit. “I couldn’t take it further than just below the shoal.” Thank you, Mr. Daniels

“Full of yourself, are we?” she asked. “Listen,” she continued, “I had a crush on you in high school. So what? Lots of girls did. But I was, am, a human being. You didn’t have to treat me like some leper. Trust me, Ethan, we all know who you belonged to,” she said. 

She stood to leave, but I grabbed her arm. The heated warmth of her skin shot straight to my heart. We looked at one another, wide eyed, our chests panting. I shook my head to recompose myself. “I’m sorry,” I told her, encouraging her to sit back down. “I’m- I know you deserved better.” 

She hesitated but sat back in her seat. I stared at her, a little too intently thanks to the Jack. She nodded once and we sat in a comfortable silence as I had five more shots. 

The whiskey made my body heavy as hell, the weight of its honeyed venom deadened the ache inside me pleasantly. 

I sighed and smiled to myself. 

“What’s so funny?” she asked. 

I looked up at her though it felt unusually burdensome and leaned toward her. “I’m going to get them back,” I admitted to her. 

She narrowed her eyes. “Who, Ethan?” 

Them,” I said, bringing a tired finger to my lips. “Don’t tell anyone.” 

I fell back into my chair. I brought my fingers to my empty glass and tilted it, balancing it on one finger. She was quiet for a moment. 

“Ethan,” she began, whispering, “that’s not like you.” 

I smiled. “I’m not who I used to be, Finley.” 

“That’s a shame,” she said, “because you used to be wonderful.” 

I narrowed my eyes at her. “Do you know what they did to me?” 

“She left you for him,” she said matter-of-factly. 

I let the glass tip over onto its side at her bluntness. “Exactly. After all I did for her. After all I was to her. She left me for him.” 

“She wasn’t meant for you, Ethan.” 

My skin burned with hatred at that statement. “No one is meant for anyone, Finley. You choose someone and then you make a commitment.” 

She shook her head at me. “You have no idea what you’re talking about.“ 

“She chose me, convinced me that she was all in, and I was willing to die for her because of it. She convinced me she actually loved me. I thought she loved me.” 

“She did love you. I believe she, you both really, would have been somewhat happy if Spencer had never shown up.” 


“You’re not hearing me. You both would have been somewhat happy. Neither of you would have been utterly happy.” 

This infuriated me. “I could have made her happy!” I yelled, earning a few glances from around the bar. 

“Yes, you could have made her happy, but not as happy as Spencer does.” 

My blood simmered in my veins. “You are cruel,” I bit. 

She leaned forward. “I’m being honest with you. Someone has to since you’re not being honest with yourself. I saw them together, Ethan, and she never looked at you like that.” 

“Stop,” I said, gritting my teeth. “Stop.” 

“Ethan,” she said, resting her hand on mine. I yanked it from her. “Don’t you want the same thing for yourself? Don’t you want forever with someone who burns for you the way you burn for her? You deserve that just as much as she does.” 

“Shut up,” I said, bringing my hands to my hair and fisting it at my ears. I didn’t want to hear it. 

“Fine,” she said, sitting up. She looked around her and asked Vi for two cups of coffee. 

I couldn’t breathe. Finley voiced everything I’d worked so hard to drown out, I’d attempted to numb. I hated her for ruining the struggle to suppress it. I just wanted to pretend. I wanted my hate, wanted it to live close to me. It was the only thing I felt could keep me alive. I couldn’t let her go. I didn’t want her to be loved by anyone but me. I didn’t want to be reminded that someone else really did love her better than I did, that someone else made her happier. Because I had watched them too. I saw what Finley saw, and my God did I hate Spencer Blackwell for it. 

I wanted bitter. 

I wanted sadness. 

I wanted revenge.  


About FURY: 

Revenge is an euphoric thing. Trust me on this. Nothing compares to the release you get when you ruin someone’s life. When they’ve stolen important things. Things that didn’t belong to them. Things I revel in making them pay for. 

What? Have I offended you? I’m not here to appeal to your delicate senses. I have no intention of placating your wishes or living within your personal belief system nor do I care if you hate me. And you will hate me. Because I’m a brutal, savage, cold-blooded murderer and I’m here for my revenge. 

I’m Ethan Moonsong...And this is the story about how I went from the world’s most sacrificing man to the most feared and why I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.  

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Author Photo2 Fisher Amelie resides in the South with her kick ace husband slash soul mate. She earned her first ‘mama’ patch in 2009. She also lives with her Weim, Jonah, and her Beta, Whale. All these living creatures keep the belly of her life full, sometimes to the point of gluttony, but she doesn’t mind all that much because life isn’t worth living if it isn’t entertaining, right? 

Fisher is the author of The Seven Deadly Series, The Sleepless Series, and The Leaving Series, and was a semi-finalist in Amazon’s Breakthrough Novel Award.    

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