Friday, January 11, 2013

Friday Follow: The Cover Contessa




This week I bring you The Cover Contessa!  She is a great lady that does a lot of posting ever though she has three kids, a husband, and an outside job.  ( I think she's nuts) But I helped her with her site and she is off to a great start!  So please take a second click the button below and follower her and enjoy the nice question air she did! 

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My name is Brooke.  And I am a blogger!  This is my blog – The Cover Contessa


Where were you born and where do you call home?
I was born in Brooklyn, NY. I currently call Northern NJ home.
How long have you been a blogger? 
10 months
What is the name of the book you most recently blogged about?
My Invented Life by Laurn Bjorkman
Did you like the cover? Rate it on a scale of 1 stars to 5 stars, 5 being the best?
The cover was nice. I would give it a 3.
If you could ask the author 3 questions about this book, what would they be?
1. How did you come up with the theme for this book?
2. Did you draw on personal experience for this book?
3. Why theater geeks?

Can you name a favorite scene from the book?
There were many. Mostly ones that were funny. But they kind of meld together in my head so I can’t come up with just one.
What character did you like the most? The least? Why?
I liked the main character, Roz the best. She was witty and funny. She knew how to steal a scene. I disliked her sister, Eva, but grew to like her more towards the end. She just struck me as a stuck up b***h
Was this a series or stand alone? If it is a series, will you read the rest of the books?
Stand alone.
Was this a review book or something you picked out to read? Do you think that influenced your review?
This book was for a review for a blog tour. I don’t think it influenced my review.
What did you rate this book?
I gave it 3 stars.
Have you written a book yourself or are you planning to in the future?
Hmmm….a little of this, a little of that. Not a complete book, but I do have a WIP. Not sure where I’ll go with it, tho.
What genre is your favorite and why?
YA paranormal/fantasy or dystopian. I like how they take me out of my world.
If you were shipwrecked on a desert island what 3 books would you want with you and why?
Ugh, only 3…this is hard!
1. Deity by Jennifer L. Armentrout
2. Shatter Me by Tahereh Mafi
3. Crux by Julie Reece

Is there an Author that you would really like to meet? Is there an author that you really wanted to meet and had the pleasure of doing so?
Christine Fonseca. We have become friendly and I really would love to sit down with her in person. I really wanted to meet Tahereh Mafi and I got the chance last Spring!
Do you prefer ebooks, paperbacks or hardcover?
I’m a fan of hardcover books. I just like the way they feel. But I will really read any of the three because I just LOVE books!
Where do you buy your books?
Books of Wonder in NYC, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, legal free downloading sites
Have you ever read a book more than once? Which one and why?
I haven’t, that I can remember. I am not sure I would. There are so many I want to read, I just don’t have time to reread.
Do you prefer movies over books ever?
No, I always prefer the book over a movie. There is so much more to it that can never be fit into a movie.
What book are you currently reading and in what format (ebook/paperback/hardcover)? 
I’m reading three, actually. All ARCs:

  1. Apollyon (Covenant #4) by Jennifer L Armentrout (paperback ARC.
  2. Shadowlands (Shadowlands #1) by Kate Brian (paperback ARC)
  3. Dulaed (Dualed #1) by Elsie Chapman (ebook ARC)
What book are you about to start reading?
After the three I’m currently reading? LOL! I plan on reading Touch of  Death by Kelly Hashway
What book do you know that you will never read? Why?

Are there any new authors that have grasped your interest recently and why?
Chritine Fonseca, because her writing is unbelievably emotional, Julie Reece because that woman knows how to tell a story, and Alexndra Bracken because I just loved her story!
Have you read a book that you would like to rewrite the ending of?
Bloodrose (Nightshade #3) by Andrea Cremer or Mockingjay (The Hunger Games #3) by Susan Collins. For Cremer’s book, I would love a different ending, but I do know there was no other way to really go about it. For Collins’ book, I just thought it was rushed.
Do you like book trailers? Why or why not?
They are ok. I’m not a huge fan of blurbs, either. I like to dive into a book with only a little bit of knowledge and let it unfold.
Name your three favorite book covers:
1. Incarnate (Newsoul #1) by Jodi Meadows
2. Grapsing for Eternity (Kinrily #1) by Karen Amanda Hooper
3. Transcend by Christine Fonseca

Where do you usually blog?
On the couch in my family room.
Do you have any pet peeves? 
I detest bad grammar. Bad grammar drives me batty!
How often do you blog?
At least once a day
How many books do you read in a month?

On average I would say about 8.
Do you have a reading log for your books? Do you have a goal for the year?
I use the reading log on Goodreads and I have one on another social networking site that I follow through a book group there. My goal for this year is 150 books.
How do you organize your books?
I organize them by height and then group together books of the same author and series.
What is your favorite color?
Blue
What are 5 items you never leave home without:
1. Keys
2. Wallet
3. iPhone
4. Kindle
5. Lipbalm or lipstick

What is your most favorite electronic gadget?
My iPhone
Name your three book crushes:
Another hard one!
1. Will Herondale from The Infernal Devices by Cassandra Clare
2. Tobias (Four) from The Divergent Series by Veronica Roth
3. Gray from Crux by Julie Reece

Is there a character you love to hate?
I love to hate Warner from The Shatter Me series by Tahereh Mafi. He’s so hateable, but at the same time I’m drawn to him. It drives me bonkers!
Coffee, tea or hot chocolate?
Coffee for the most part.
What is your favorite food to eat?
Pizza
What’s your favorite ice cream flavor?
Mint Chocolate Chip or Peanut Butter and Chocolate, both from Baskin Robbins
What is your favorite TV show? Movie?
TV Show: Fringe or XFiles
Movie: The Wedding Singer
What are you most fearful of?

Something bad happening to my children
Where can we STALK you?

My blog: http://thecovercontessa.blogspot.com
My facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/CoverContessa
My Goodreads page: http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/7295635-the-cover-contessa
Twitter: @covercontessa


Thank you so much for taking the time to do this interview with me and allowing us a glimpse into your blogging world. 

Thank you for sharing and thank you for blogging.



Thursday, January 10, 2013

HOP: Bad Boy Rehab

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We tried giving up Bad Boys for our New Year’s Resolution…..
but try to make me go to rehab and I said no no no.
Bad Boy (n.) person
1. A guy who has many characteristics of a naughty, naughty boy.
2. A heartbreaker with a five o’clock shadow.
3. Independent and willful. Does what he wants when he wants. Never follow trends, they follow him.
4. Someone that’s not looking for trouble, but there’s a serious sense of danger about him.
Usable Note: A bad boy is a gorgeous man with MANY layers and is INSANELY irresistible to women.



Fo my bad boy book giveaway I thought Perfect Chemistry would work out just fine!  


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Promo Thursday: Cryptid Tales Cover Reveals!

Welcome to our first week with a new feature!  Thursdays are Promo Days!  And We're super excited to for these reveals for author Brina Courtney's newly designed covers for REVEALand CAPTURE - books one and two in her Cryptid Tales!

AND to be able to reveal the cover for the upcoming third book in her series, SETTLE.

All three covers are below, along with their descriptions and places to find them online. The first book in the series, REVEAL, is FREE in eBook format right now at Amazon and Barnes & Noble if you want to check it out.

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Reveal (Cryptid Tales #1) 



REVEAL (Cryptid Tales One) by Brina Courtney

About Reveal


Shay could be the key to ending a war that humans don't know exist. Of a race of beings that aren't real, or are they? 

Shay Tafford's childhood has been fatherless, filled instead with memories of speaking to the dead. She is forced to hide her unique ability from those living around her. That's why it's been comforting to have Jeremy, a child ghost, as her confidante. But recently he's been absent, perhaps lost as her father is. When Shay meets Hugh, the guy she's had a crush on for weeks, and finds he can speak to ghosts too she's just starting to find a normalcy in her life. 

But as Hugh reveals the truth to Shay, about who she really is and about what it is she can do, he erases all chances she had at a normal existence. Turns out talking to ghosts is just scratching the surface of her genetically engineered gifts. Shay learns she may be part of an age old prophecy that could save the entire race of cryptids. But can she? 
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Capture (Cryptid Tales #2)



CAPTURE (Cryptid Tales Two) by Brina Courtney
Goodreads | Amazon | Barnes & Noble (eBook only $2.99!)

About Capture


One thing is for sure, Shay is in for the fight of her life. 

Shay is finally learning who she is, and who it is she will become. But for now escaping the clutches of the evil Malsumis will have to be enough. Or is it?

In CAPTURE, Shay embraces other cryptids in order to defeat their common enemy. She is willing to die trying to save her father and the love of her life, Hugh. But can Hugh, her cryptid mate, protect her from the evil Malsumis? Or will she fall victim to his horrible plans?
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Settle (Cryptid Tales #3)



CAPTURE (Cryptid Tales Two) by Brina Courtney
Goodreads | (Releasing Late January/Early February 2013)

About Settle


Betrayal leaves nasty scars. A soul departs. Love must conquer all, or be lost forever. 

Shay's life has once again fallen into mystery as she discovers her father's whereabouts. On a mission to locate him and bring him home she learns more about who to trust than she thought possible. Her group of cryptids will be forced to rise again and defeat their common enemy, but they will also discover another hidden threat.

As thier queen, Shay's discoveries in SETTLE, the final installment of the Cryptid Tales series, will shake the cryptid world forever. 
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Author Brina Courtney


About Brina


Brina Courtney is a young adult author obsessed with chocolate, crime shows, and fantasy movies. She's spent the last few years as an elementary teacher and a high school cheering coach.

She lives in a small town in Pennsylvania with her husband and two very loud, small dogs. 
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So now that you've seen them, what do you think?

'Til the World Ends'

My Review:
Ok so this one I was so excited about. I loved the Immortal Rules and I can't wait for book two. So when I saw that this had a prequel to that series I jumped at the chance to review it. Well I can 100% say that this prequel is not for teens. There is one part of this book that was way out of the teen world. The prequel takes up about 40% of this book. So the other two short stories in this book (yes there are two more from other authors) get to split the other 60%. The book was great other than that part. I just sort of think this would have been better to either add to the paperback of The Immortal rules or as an extra in book 2. Because having an anthology with three stories kind of leaves ya hanging. PS. I did love the  cover!
"*I received a copy of this book for free to review, this in no way influenced my review, all opinions are 100% honest and my own."

Book Description

January 29, 2013 Luna Books

  • Paperback: 368 pages
  • Publisher: Harlequin Luna; Original edition (January 29, 2013)
New York Times bestselling and critically acclaimed authors Julie Kagawa, Ann Aguirre and Karen Duvall imagine what it takes to survive in a world where everything you know—and love—is about to disappear…forever.Dawn of Eden by Julie Kagawa
Before The Immortal Rules, there was Red Lung, a relentless virus determined to take out all in its path. For Kylie, the miracle of her survival is also her burden—as a doctor at one of the clinics for the infected, she is forced to witness endless suffering. What's worse, strange things are happening to the remains of the dead, and by the time she befriends Ben Archer, she's beginning to wonder if a global pandemic is the least of her problems….
Thistle & Thorne by Ann Aguirre
After a catastrophic spill turns the country into a vast chemical wasteland, those who could afford it retreated to fortresses, self-contained communities run by powerful corporations. But for Mari Thistle, life on the outside—in the Red Zone—is a constant struggle. To protect her family, Mari teams up with the mysterious Thorne Goodman. Together, they'll face an evil plot in both the underworld of the Red Zone and the society inside the fortresses that could destroy those on the outside…for good.
Sun Storm by Karen Duvall
Sarah Daggot has been chasing storms since she was a child. But after the biggest solar flares in history nearly destroy the planet, she becomes a Kinetic, endowed by her exposure to extreme radiation with the power to sense coming storms—in the cosmos and beyond. And she's not the only one. Sarah believes the Kinetics are destined to join forces and halt the final onslaught of the sun. She'll vow to keep trying to convince the one missing link in their chain of defense, the enigmatic Ian Matthews, up until the world ends.

Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.

In the summer of my twenty-third year, the Red Lung virus began its spread across the eastern United States. Flulike symptoms evolved to raging fever, necrosis of the lungs and finally asphyxiation, as victims choked and drowned in their own blood. By the time government officials knew anything was wrong, the virus had already made its way overseas and was rapidly decimating Europe and parts of Asia, with no signs of slowing down. A worldwide emergency was called; towns had been emptied, cities lay in ruins and the virus continued its deadly march toward human extinction.We thought Red Lung was as bad as it could get.
We were wrong.
"Kylie! It's Mr. Johnson!"
I spun from Ms. Sawyer's cot, nearly beaning Maggie in the nose as I whirled around. The intern looked frantic, her eyes wide over her mask, her face pale as she pointed to a cot along the far wall. Two masked interns were struggling with the body of a middle-aged man who was spasming and coughing violently, trying to throw them off. Blood flecked his lips, spattered in vivid patterns across his sheets and hospital robes. His mouth gaped, trying to suck in air, and his breathing tube lay on the ground in a pool of blood and saliva.
I rushed over, snatching a syringe from my lab coat and dodging the intern, who stumbled back as the man flailed. Grabbing the patient's arm, I threw my weight against him, which didn't do much as Mr. Johnson was a big guy and frantic, and I weighed about one hundred ten sopping wet.
"Hold him down!" I called to Eric, the intern who'd been flung back, and he pounced on the man again. Blood streamed from the man's nose and flew in arcing ribbons across the bed as he coughed and flailed. I uncapped the syringe and plunged it into his arm, injecting eight mms of morphine into his veins.
Gradually, his struggles ceased. His eyes rolled back, and his head lolled to the side as he passed into unconsciousness.
At this stage of the infection, he would probably never wake up.
I sighed and brushed away a strand of ash-blond hair that had come loose from my clip during my struggles with Mr. Johnson. My hand came away sticky with blood, but I was so used to that now, I barely noticed. "Keep an eye on him," I told Eric and the other intern, Jenna, who looked on with weary, hooded eyes. "Let me know if there's any change, or if he wakes up."
Jen nodded, but Eric made a disgusted sound and shook his head, his dark curls bouncing.
"He's not going to wake up," he said, voicing the fact that everyone knew but was too numb to think about. "We've seen this a thousand times, now." He turned accusing eyes on me, gesturing at the unconscious patient. Though he slept now, we could hear the gurgling in his throat and lungs, the rasp of air through a rapidly flooding windpipe. "Why did you even waste a shot of morphine on him? We're almost out, and it could've been used on someone who has a chance. Why not put the poor bastard out of his misery?"
"Keep your voice down," I said in a cool, even tone, giving him a hard glare. Around us, our patients coughed or slept fitfully, too drug-addled to really understand what we said, but they weren't deaf. And the other interns were watching.
They were just as discouraged and frightened and exhausted, but I could not show weakness, especially now.
"It's not our place to say who lives or dies," I said quietly, looking at Eric but speaking to all of them. "We have a responsibility to these people, to fight for them. To not give up. That's why we set up this clinic, even though all the hospitals in the city have probably shut down by now. We can still help, and we will not abandon them."
"You're crazy." Eric finally looked up at me, his face bleak. "This is crazy, Kylie. Everyone is gone, even Doc Adams, and he set this whole place up. You might not want to accept it, but it's time to face facts." He nodded at Maggie and Jen on the other side of the bed. "This is futile. We're the only ones left, and we can't save anyone. We lost. It's time to throw in the towel."
"No." My voice came out flat, cold. "This isn't a stupid boxing match. These are people's lives. I'm not going to abandon them. Even if I can only give them a peaceful last few days, that's better than doing nothing." Eric snorted, and I stared him down. "But I'm not keeping you here." I pointed past him at the entrance to the makeshift clinic, the opening covered with plastic strips. "You can walk out anytime. If you want to leave, there's the door."
He glared at me before he reached up and tugged down his mask. I could see the grim line of his mouth and jaw, and my heart sank, but I kept my expression calm.
"You expect miracles," he said, taking a step back. Glancing around the small, cloth-walled room, the patients huddled beneath the bloodstained sheets, he shook his head. "You can stay here until the city crumbles around you, and the stink of dead bodies makes your insides rot. You might not have a family, but I haven't seen mine in weeks, and I don't even know if they're still alive." His face crumpled with worry and fear, and I felt a stab of guilt before he curled a lip and sneered at me. "So you stay here with your cadavers and the virus until one of them kills you. I'm done."
He spun on his heel and walked across the room, pushed through the door in a swoosh of plastic, and was gone.
I wanted, badly, to sink into a chair, to rub my tired eyes and even get a little sleep, but that wasn't an option. Glancing at the two remaining interns, I gave them what I hoped was an encouraging smile.
"Maggie, go check on Ms. Sawyer," I said, and she nodded, looking relieved to do something that didn't involve large, violent patients. "Jen, why don't you check the supplies, see what we have and what we're running out of. I'll keep an eye on Mr. Johnson."
They hurried off, and I hoped I'd managed to hide the worry and constant strain of keeping this clinic alive, the despair that another had gone, given up, and the secret fear that he was right. I noted the hopeless slump of their shoulders, the exhausted way they carried themselves, and knew they wouldn't last much longer, either.
Walking to our tiny operating room, I turned on the sink and ran my arms beneath the cold water, letting the dried blood swirl into the basin. I glanced up, and a thin, pale girl stared back at me from the mirror, blood speckling her face and streaked through her fine blond hair, which hadn't been washed for days. Dark circles crouched beneath green eyes, the telltale marks of exhaustion, her cheeks gaunt and wasted.
"You look hideous," I told my reflection, which nodded in agreement. "You're going to have to sleep sometime or you'll be fainting on the patients."
But there was no time for rest, no time to take a break, especially now that Eric was gone. This small clinic, hastily set up on the edge of urban D.C., was the last hope for those infected with Red Lung, the virus that had decimated the city and turned the downtown area into a war zone. Makeshift clinics had been constructed around the city to help with the overwhelming number of sick, but it was never enough. As more people died and civilization broke down, chaos and riots had spread rapidly with nothing to stop them, the worst of mankind coming to the surface. All the other hospitals had closed down, the dead left to rot in their rooms, or laid out in rows in the parking lot. As the city had emptied, even the other clinics had begun to vanish, the doctors and staff either dying or giving up in despair. As far as I knew, this was one of the last, but there were still infected people out there, and they deserved some kind of hope. Even if it was very slim.
Splashing water on my face, I rubbed my tired eyes. Now, if I could just cling to a bit of that hope myself.
"Hello?" A deep voice cut through the beeping machinery and coughing of patients. "Anyone here?"
I jerked up. Hastily I dried my hands, scrubbed the towel over my face and hurried out to the main room.
Two strangers stood just inside the entrance flaps, both young men, one leaning on the other with an arm around his shoulders. I blinked in shock; the second man had on a stained white lab coat much like mine. He had light brown hair and glasses, and even across the room, I could see he was badly hurt; his shirt was torn, especially his sleeve, and his arm looked as if he'd stuck it in a meat grinder. The other was tall and broad-shouldered, holding his friend's weight easily. His shirt and jeans were stained with blood, though I suspected it wasn't his own. His gaze met mine, dark eyes appraising beneath a mess of short, mahogany-colored hair.
"Can you help us?" he asked, his voice rough with worry. "We saw this place from the road. Is there a doctor around?"
"I'm in charge," I said, stepping forward. "But this is a quarantined zone. You can't be here—you'll both be exposed to the virus."
"Please." His brown eyes grew pleading, and he glanced down at his friend, who seemed barely conscious, hanging from his shoulders. "There's nowhere else to go—the other hospitals are empty. He'll die."
I sighed and gave a brisk nod. "In here," I ordered, and he followed me into the operating room, hefting his friend onto the table as gently as he could. The other moaned, delirious, and his arm flopped to the counter. His skin was flushed, feverish, his face tight with pain.
I cut away his shirt and coat, revealing an upper torso that was pale and slightly overweight, but he didn't seem to be wounded anywhere else. I would examine him thoroughly later, but the arm was the most pressing concern. Gently, I lifted the mangled limb from the table to study it. Several torn, bloody holes ran up the l...


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Wednesday, January 09, 2013

Author Thursday: Rochelle Maya Callen Author of: Ashes and Ice






This week we get to go inside the mind of author Rochelle Maya Callen Author of Ashes and Ice coming out soon!














I grew up with a book under my arm. I frequently read until dawn by flashlight so that no one could see I was up by the light under my door. I scribbled stories in the corners of notebooks and was convinced I would be a novelist one day. And then *BAM* twelve years later it happened!

Hmmm, what happened in those twelve years? I entered high school at thirteen and promptly abandoned my stories and dreams of being a novelist for a path of study that I hoped would make me suitable for political office and would eventually land me in a big white house on Pennsylvania Avenue in D.C. My fervent passion for social & political justice fueled my studies and I did not read a single fiction book (unless my study required) until two years after I graduated college. I worked up to four jobs at a time. Only one stuck: behavioral therapy. I have been a behavioral therapist for the past 8 years and have focused on cases of severe mental illness and autism.

​So, how did story telling creep back into my life? I owe it all to my daughter—then in my ever growing pregnant belly—and the fabulous nausea that she insisted on blessing me with. For a period of time, I was so sick that I could barely get out of bed. It was then that I decided to pick up a novel. I fell in love again. I tore through books and read them late into the night. I think my husband worried about me. He would wake up to see me sniffling or laughing or taut with anxiety all because of the book in my hand.

​During this time, I found a chapter and character sketch about an extraordinary girl named Jade that I had written at 12 or 13. Those few pages were the catalyst to writing Ashes and Ice. It took years to write. I was so intimidated by the process! It wasn’t until my sister said she would not speak to me if the rough draft wasn’t finished by her birthday (April 2012). That got me writing!

​Now, I am writing every spare moment and have not only the rest of the Ashes and Ice trilogy mapped out, but also three other projects in the works.

I feel incredibly blessed to have found my love of books and writing again. It truly was and is my dream—I had just forgotten about it for a time. And finally, I am living it.

If I have any advice for readers and authors alike, it is this:
You were meant to have a remarkable life. Accept nothing less. If there is a dream in your heart, it isn’t meant to stay there and get dusty like some box left in an attic. A dream is meant to be chased after, reached for… the road may be a long one—twists and turns may drag you off track, but in the end, if you keep reaching,  you may in fact find yourself among the stars.

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Tuesday, January 08, 2013

TMI Tuesday! Kids


For this week I thought I would do something simple and show you my kids.  I have two girls whom are 8 years old and 2 years old.  If you have the time please subscribe to my YouTube Channel

HOP: YA Faeries and Fantasy

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So I love faeries and fantasy.  It is is my choice when it comes to what to read next.  So I thought someone out there would love this book!  Have fun!



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Monday, January 07, 2013

Princess of the Silver Woods

Title: Princess of the Silver Woods
Author: Jessica Day George
Pages: 336


My Review: 5 Stars
When I requested this on Netgalley I didnt relaize that it was a book three.  So after reading the first two books. Which now that I think about I haven't done the reviews for that one.  lol. Bad reviewer. This one was great. I love the cover! So spooky and pretty!  I do state that you should read book one and two before you read this one. 
"*I received a copy of this book for free to review, this in no way influenced my review, all opinions are 100% honest and my own."

Thanks to Netgalley and Bloomsbury for the review copy! 

Book Description

December 11, 2012 Twelve Dancing Princesses
When Petunia, the youngest of King Gregor's twelve dancing daughters, is invited to visit an elderly friend in the neighboring country of Westfalin, she welcomes the change of scenery. But in order to reach Westfalin, Petunia must pass through a forest where strange two-legged wolves are rumored to exist. Wolves intent on redistributing the wealth of the noble citizens who have entered their territory. But the bandit-wolves prove more rakishly handsome than truly dangerous, and it's not until Petunia reaches her destination that she realizes the kindly grandmother she has been summoned to visit is really an enemy bent on restoring an age-old curse. The stories of Red Riding Hood and Robin Hood get a twist as Petunia and her many sisters take on bandits, grannies, and the new King Under Stone to end their family curse once and for all.


About the Author

JESSICA DAY GEORGE is the author of Princess of Glass and Princess of the Midnight Ball as well as three novels in the Dragon Slippers series, andTuesdays at the Castle. Originally from Idaho, she studied at Brigham Young University and was a movie store clerk, a bookseller, and a school office lady before becoming a writer. www.jessicadaygeorge.com



More About the Author

Biography

It's all about the books. Friends, family, school, "real jobs", they were just obstacles to be tackled so that I could return to my true love: books. All I have ever wanted in this world is to read and write books. My criteria for choosing a purse is that it must be able to fit a paperback book inside. I took books on my honeymoon, and bought more while we were there. I picked my major because it looked like I would get to read a lot of books, and also I thought it would provide me with interesting background information for my own books (which it did). From the time I was twelve on up, I told people that I wanted to be a writer. When they said, "So, you'll teach and then maybe try to write a book?" I would just shake my head. No, I was a writer, and that was all I wanted to do. So over the years until I got published, I lived in Idaho, in New Jersey and Delaware, and in Utah, because it didn't matter. I could read and write anywhere. I've worked at a wedding invitation factory (Bet you didn't know they made them in big scary factories, did you?), at a video store (back at the birth of DVD), at libraries and bookstores, and even been an office lady at a school while I waited to get published. I knew that I would be published eventually, because . . . well, I just had to be.

Now, don't get me wrong, I have other interests. I took eight years of German, four of Norwegian, and even studied Old Norse so that I could read the great Viking sagas in the original language. I knit like a maniac: hats, scarves, sweaters, dog sweaters, socks, felted purses, you name it. I play the piano and viola, love to travel and to watch movies.

But mostly, it's about the books.

Visit Jessica at http://www.JessicaDayGeorge.com