In Blood We Trust by Elodie Colt #PreOrderBlitz @EJBookPromos

Title: In Blood We Trust
Author: Elodie Colt 
Genre: Suspenseful Dystopian Romance
Release Date: April 5, 2017
2078. The Future, as it was once called…
A better time you imagine? Most would say yes.
Jordan would say they’d switched one evil for another…

Ever since the SDCT—the Scientific Department for Cancer Treatment—made a scientific breakthrough, creating a cure for cancer and therefore saving billions of lives from the cruel disease over the last few decades, the world seems to be a better place.
But the Cure came with a side effect. 
The Recipients need to consume human blood along with it, and as Jordan has the rarest blood type, she needs to donate every week. To keep a tight legal structure between Recipients and the rest of the population, the FDR—Federal Division for Recipients—was created, making her job as Sergeant at the NYPD hell on earth.
The real trouble, though, begins the day she becomes burdened with a case that will force her to extend the law to its limits. Worse still—the new Lieutenant, Aiden Davis, has set an eye on Jordan, and it doesn’t help that he is an unrelenting, too-hot-to-be-allowed ex-marine and more intense than she can bear. But her past makes it impossible to get involved with anyone without resurfacing memories of the one fateful night she desperately wants to forget.
And when the one man she’d never wanted to lay eyes upon again—the man who had inflicted pain on her worse than anyone could ever imagine, the man who had drained her until there was nothing left—shows up once again, her growing attraction toward the new Lieutenant seems to be the least of her problems…

I took a gulp of air bracing myself for what was about to come. Sheryl knocked on the door, and I ran my hands over my dress in an attempt to smooth out the fabric. My need for food nearly made me sick. I hoped my stomach stayed quiet.
Patrick and Davis lifted their heads simultaneously as we entered.
“Patrick,” Sheryl greeted him. Her voice changed to a sweeter tone as she addressed the newcomer. “Lieutenant Davis.”
I stood next to Sheryl but deliberately stopped a foot behind her. Davis looked at Sheryl, but to my surprise, his gaze never went lower than her face despite the amazing view she provided at chest height. He gave her a short nod in greeting, neither overly friendly nor unfriendly. I bit my lower lip. He didn’t seem like a social kind of guy. Was that a good thing or not?
“Ah, yes,” Patrick said, adjusting the knot of his tie before standing up. “Lieutenant Davis, let me introduce you to my best.”
Davis raised his eyebrows appearing surprised that Patrick was referring to two women, and it was only then that his gaze finally fell upon me.
His eyes zoomed in on my face, his stare penetrating me. I automatically held my breath. Then, he raked my body head to toe with one quick but thorough glance. Fast. So fast, I nearly missed it.
My heart did a crazy little jump. Was he checking me out? Why would he do that when a sexy goddess like Sheryl was standing next to me? I suddenly felt very naked, as though he’d just stripped me down to nothing but my underwear with his intense, unwavering stare.
Davis elegantly rose from his chair. He was so intimidating—respect and power pouring from him in waves—I had the urge to avert my eyes, but they appeared to be glued to his. My headache from before was suddenly forgotten.
He stepped around the desk closing the distance between us in a few strides. He towered over me when he stood that close—claiming my comfort zone—his strong neck at my eye level. I bit back the urge to step back. Or was it an impulse to step forward? Confusing.
“Sergeant Jordan Lively,” Patrick introduced me, oblivious to the wordless conversation that the Lieutenant and I were having, although I wasn’t sure what exactly our silent exchange meant. Standing that close, I could make out the color of his eyes that continued to bore into me—deep blue with shades of turquoise that reminded me of the sea’s hue. I remembered seeing that color printed on the old postcards of a tropical island paradise that had been swallowed by a tsunami decades ago. I think it had been called ‘Hawaii’ or something exotic like that.
Simply stunning. Beautiful, drown-worthy, and unique.
His eyes flitted back and forth between mine until stopping to rest on a particular spot. I could read the question on his face. Everyone asked the same question when they met me the first time: Why was there a misshaped little speck of gray next to my left pupil whereas the rest of the eye was a regular green like the right one? I usually gave my standard excuse: Genetic. No one knew the real truth besides me.
As if on cue, Davis’ gaze landed on my scarf most likely wondering why I was even wearing one. Understandable. It was far too hot in here. I was probably the only person in this part of the country who even owned scarves.
“A pleasure to meet you.”
His voice skimmed my senses, an underlying timbre I couldn’t quite decipher swinging with it. The way the word ‘pleasure’ left his mouth sent funny vibrations through my belly. It took me a second to realize that he’d extended his hand to shake mine. I grasped his hand, and I swear I felt a thumb softly caress my skin before he pulled away.
“It’s an honor,” I managed to say before lifting my chin a little higher. I didn’t want him to think he’d intimidated me. He stepped sideways to greet Sheryl long before his slicing gaze left mine.
“And Detective Sheryl Frayman,” Patrick informed.
“Welcome, Lieutenant Davis,” Sheryl greeted him with a strong voice emanating way more confidence.
“Thanks. Nice to meet you.”
Polite. Nothing more. Was I imagining it? I threw a sideways glance at Sheryl expecting to find disappointment on her face, but instead, she smiled after Davis’ eyes found mine again.
My heart rate increased pounding through my eardrums. Damn, it was stifling in here. The air conditioning must have conked out again.
“What are you specialized in?” Davis asked, perching on the office desk and crossing his ankles. Sheryl folded her hands in front of her but didn’t answer. Davis looked at me expectantly. Apparently, the question was meant for me.
“Murder and rape,” I answered. No point in sugar-coating that. I swear I saw his nostrils flare a tiny bit. Yeah. The question wasn’t exactly one people used to reply with ‘Really? What a great thing to do!’
“Why?” he asked. That was a question I couldn’t possibly answer honestly. It would be a, let’s say, extremely heavy topic to discuss during an initial meeting.
“Because it’s so much fun,” I blurted sarcastically, quirking an eyebrow. I regretted my words as soon as they were out of my mouth. What had gotten into me? Must have been the low blood sugar. Sheryl’s head shot in my direction, and I could feel her what-the-fuck-are-you-doing glare on me. I glared back, shrugging. What was an appropriate answer here?
“Jordan!” Patrick exclaimed in shock, but Davis didn’t seem to bother. His expression hadn’t changed in the slightest still deeply lost in analyzing me. His stare made the air around me even more stifling.
He smacked his lips, the movement attracting my attention. I imagined tracing a finger over them which was silly, really. “You’re one of the best in what you’re doing. That only comes with a proper amount of devotion,” he stated, continuing to study me carefully.
We were getting into dangerous terrain. I needed a way out, so I prompted, “You mean the satisfaction I feel when I finally put the bastard behind bars?” In all honesty, I felt immense satisfaction when I took one of them down during an exchange of fire. It was exhilarating, giving me the feeling I’d done the world something good. However, that wouldn’t be the appropriate thing to say if I wanted to stay professional. I always tried to hide my dark side as best as I could.
“Sergeant Lively apprehended over thirty criminals on her own last year,” Patrick threw in, doing his best to cast a positive light on me. “She tends to work alone.”
Davis nodded in acknowledgment, though he seemed distracted. I transferred my weight to my other foot. God, my heels were killing me. And you couldn’t even open a window when you were stuck on the hundredth-something floor! 
Elodie lives in the outskirts of Vienna, Austria, with her longtime boyfriend. She is not a native English speaker, but that doesn’t keep her from putting her fantasies on paper in that beautiful language. Never trained as a professional writer, she started writing as a hobby, which quickly grew into an obsession. 


Elodie has an unhealthy addiction to chocolate cookies – which is why she forces herself to go to the gym twice a week – has a weakness for electronic music, and in her spare time she can be found exploring movie databases for the latest DVD releases. 


Additionally, she’s busy with reading and writing and gets easily lost in Paranormal Romance, Urban Fantasy, Sci-Fi, and Erotica. In her own works, she likes to create rich dystopian stories which consist of bold heroines, sexy guys, and hot romances. 


Her biggest idol is the British author, Stephanie Hudson, author of the epic saga “Afterlife”. Elodie secretly hopes to get the chance to meet with Stephanie one day, and talk to her about how she created the greatest story ever written. 


The only thing she hates about writing is that she loses all the precious time she could spend reading the hundreds of books that are still on her to-read list.

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“I’m wondering what to read next.” — Matilda, Roald Dahl

The Fairytale Chicago of Francesca Finnegan by Steve Wiley #ReleaseBlast @lolasblogtours

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This is my stop during the blog tour for The Fairytale Chicago of Francesca Finnegan by Steve Wiley. This blog tour is organized by Lola’s Blog Tours. The blog tour runs from 13 till 26 March. You can see the tour schedule here.

The Fairytale Chicago of Francesca FinneganThe Fairytale Chicago of Francesca Finnegan
Written by Steve Wiley
Narrated by Sean Lenhart
Length: 6 hours and 12 minutes
Genre: Fantasy/ Fairytale
Age category: Adult
Release Date Audiobook: March 1, 2017

Blurb:
In Chicago, a secret L train runs through the mythical East Side of the city. On that train, you’ll find a house-cat conductor, an alcoholic elf, a queen of the last city farm, the most curious wind, and an exceptional girl by the name of Francesca Finnegan.

When we first encounter Richard K. Lyons, he is a man who has long forgotten the one night, when he was still a boy called Rich, when Francesca invited him aboard the secret L for an adventure through the East Side. The night was a mad epic, complete with gravity-defying first kisses, mermaid overdoses, and princess rescues. Unfortunately for Rich, the night ended like one of those elusive dreams forgotten the moment you wake. Now, Rich is all grown up and out of childish adventures, an adult whose life is on the verge of ruin. It will take the rediscovery of his exploits with Francesca, and a reacquaintance with the boy he once was, to save him.

My Review on Audible

“A Fun Fairy-tale Roller coaster of a story.”

Where does The Fairytale Chicago of Francesca Finnegan rank among all the audiobooks you’ve listened to so far?

I really enjoyed listening to this audio book. I really loved the narrated and how well he did the voices. It was so perfect.

What did you like best about this story?

I really loved how the story flowed and how how it turned out. I loved the dream and the feeling he had met her before. The whole store was great.

Have you listened to any of Sean Lenhart’s other performances before? How does this one compare?

I have not listen to any of Sean Lenhart’s performances before but would love to listen to his voice again.

Was this a book you wanted to listen to all in one sitting?

I did listen to this story in a day. Probably in one sitting.

Any additional comments?

This was a fun and fantastic, mythical, adult adventure. I have never read or listened to a story like this and loved that it was an audio book and the fact I was listening to a story but an adult fairy tale story. This story reminded me of storytime as a child but with an adult fairy tale adventure.

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Excerpt 

Fairyism

There is magic in the city.

When Rich Lyons was a little boy, he learned of the magic from an old, cockeyed, Captain Hook–looking magician. The old man sat alone at a table for two outside a neighborhood bar every summer day, all day, always with a glass of twinkling whiskey. He said the twinkle had once been in his eye, but had blown out one windy day and splashed right into the whiskey. Rich liked how the twinkle twinkled in the whiskey. He liked it so much, he asked the old man if he could have it. The man told Rich he didn’t need it, because he already had a twinkle of his own, and besides, that particular twinkling whiskey tasted like shit, worse than Malört[1], if that’s possible.

“You be careful,” the old man warned, “because in the city of wind, a twinkle may blow out. The wind here, it twirls and sings like a music-box ballerina. It plays tricks and tells stories like an old-man magician. Like me, like this …”

And so, the old man performed tricks for Rich and regaled him with city folklore and fantasy. He said the Great Chicago Fire was arson, started by a fire-breathing dragon from the Fulton River District who was fed up with the cold winters. He said the Chicago River started flowing backward when a giant sea serpent sneezed so powerfully, it changed the direction of the current. He said the sky was purple (not black) above the city because a wicked witch had stolen all the black for her cats and bats and witch hats.

Rich’s favorite story was one about the L trains, and how each had come to be named for a color. The old man said the colors arrived when the first skyscrapers did. Before then, all the trains were the same dull brown. On the day the first skyscraper went up, a rainbow, unused to encountering buildings so high in the sky, accidentally crashed into it. When the rainbow crashed, each of its individual colors went splattering in all directions. Some landed on the L trains and stained them. The only train to miss a color was the Brown Line, because, the old man said, it was offline for repairs.

The old man also said there was one line, a secret line, that got a splash of lavender.

One day, Rich asked the old man if he could use his magic to tell fortunes. The old man said, well, hell, of course he could, it was a matter of simple city magic. Rich asked if he might hear his own fortune. He wanted to know what he would be when he grew up.

The old man told Rich there wasn’t much he wouldn’t be when he grew up. He would be a father, a husband, an uncle, a brother, a friend. He would be a ghost in the graveyard. He would be a vice president of something. He would be a pisser in the pancake batter. He would be a reveler-adventurer. He would be a hider and seeker. He would be a rocket man. A businessman.

And, he would be a rich man.

 

 

[1] Disgusting alcoholic spirit, occupied by the evil spirit of a bootlegger, who was bootlegged himself. Available only in Chicago.

 

Steve WileyAbout the Author:
Steve is a father, husband, uncle, brother, friend, and purveyor of fairy stories. He grew up in and around Chicagoland, where he still lives with his wife and two kids. He has been published in an array of strange and serious places, from the U.S. Chamber of Commerce in Washington, D.C., to Crannóg magazine in Galway, Ireland. This is his first book. He has an undergraduate degree in something he has forgotten from Illinois State University and a graduate degree in something equally forgotten from DePaul University. Steve once passionately kissed a bronze seahorse in the middle of Buckingham Fountain. You can email Steve at Lavenderlinepress @ gmail . com, or visit thewileymancan on Instagram.

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I love this quote, Diana
“I’m wondering what to read next.” — Matilda, Roald Dahl

ORIGIN by Ana Jolene #ReleaseBlast @TastyBookTours @anajoleneauth

One drunken kiss ignites an inferno of burning desire. 

ORIGIN
Glory MC #2
Ana Jolene
Releasing March 14th, 2017

 

One drunken
kiss ignites an inferno of burning desire. Sworn enemies, Lucky Winters and
Seven Douglass struggle to forget the kiss that shouldn’t have happened. Then Lucky’s
past comes back to bite him and he suddenly disappears for months, leaving
Seven wondering where they both stand.
 
When Lucky
returns, he is a changed man and his prolonged absence means he must once again
prove himself to the club he’s sworn his life to. Except Lucky can’t seem to
shake off the recent events as much as he wants to.


Seven is no
stranger to this feeling. Her own mysterious past threatens to disrupt her
future and when neither of them are able to stop the ghosts of their pasts from
resurfacing, the only person they can turn to is each other. Suddenly, hatred
morphs into love. And where there is fire and ice, there’s bound to be some
steam . . .


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Ana
Jolene
 is
the author of the Glory MC series and the Contemporary Romance series, Moonrise
Beach.
 
Growing
up as a rebellious kid didn’t allow for much reading time. It wasn’t until she
was in university that she found her passion for books and has since then
devoured every book placed before her. Ana holds a B.A. in Psychology and has
worked in both IT and Administration. But she’s had the most fun in the bookish
world, working as a reviewer, columnist and assistant to multiple sites and
authors.
 

 

Ana
currently lives in Toronto with her family and an extremely lazy Shih Tzu whom
she adores. To learn more about Ana and her books, subscribe to the newsletter
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I love this quote, Diana
“I’m wondering what to read next.” — Matilda, Roald Dahl

PROJECT EMERGENCE by Jamie Zakian #BookRelease #ReleaseDay @demoness333 #OfTheTrees #Month9Squad #Month9Books

 

I am so
excited that PROJECT EMERGENCE by Jamie
Zakian releases today and that I get to share the news!
 
If you
haven’t yet heard about this wonderful book by Author Jmaie Zakian, be sure to
check out all the details below.
 
This blitz
also includes a giveaway for a
DVD
of Passengers, US Only or the complete eBook set of Fire
In The Woods
, International, courtesy of Month9Books
. So if you’d like a chance to win,
enter in the Rafflecopter at the bottom of this post.
About The Book:
 
Title: PROJECT
EMERGENCE
Author: Jamie
Zakian
Pub.
Date: March 14, 2017
Publisher:
Month9Books
Format: Paperback, eBook
Pages: 292
An ancient Hopi myth says people arrived on tiny silver pods that fell
from the sky.
But the truth is far more terrifying.
Two-hundred fifty-eight teens are sent from a dying Earth to a
terraformed Mars as part of the Emergence Program, mankind’s last hope before
solar flares finish off their planet and species. Among the brave pioneers are
sixteen-year-old Joey Westen and her twin brother, Jesse.
After only minutes in space, something triggers a total ship lock down.
With the help of their roommates, the Matsuda twins (notorious hackers
and shady secret-keepers), Joey and Jesse stumble onto an extremist plot to
sabotage the Emergence Program.
But Joey and Jesse didn’t travel to the deepest pits of space and leave
their mother behind to be picked off in a high-tech tin can. They’ll lie, hack,
and even kill to survive the voyage and make it to Mars.


Excerpt:
Beads of sweat formed between Winslow’s palm and the device, but he held
tight. All his screens, which provided invaluable data, sat as black as the
infinite cosmos before him. Flying blind, in ancient throughways created by …
only God knows who—it unsettled and disturbed the mind. 
 
However, the bowed
windshield provided him a spectacular view without the instrument panel aglow.
Leaning over, he searched for the orange glimmer of Earth, but after
ninety minutes in hyper drive, the scorched planet was far from view. The
bright streaks of distant stars overshadowed any hope of glimpsing home.
 
“Do you really think that woman can stop the … ” Natalia glanced around
then leaned in to whisper, “attack.”
 
“We’ve made it farther than all the other expeditions. That gives me
hope,” he replied softly.
 
“We had a great run though, didn’t we?” Natalia smirked as she tucked a
stray hair behind her ear. 
“Remember that time—”
 
“This sounds an awful lot like a goodbye speech, Kozlov.”
 
“Ooh, Kozlov,” Natalia drawled. “You haven’t called me by my last name
since I was a cadet. Geez, you must be serious.”
 
“We have to have faith.” Winslow looked to the men and women stationed at
the far end of the control room, then to the shining rod in his grasp. “The
human race can’t end with us; we’ve come too far. We have to persevere.”
 
“You know. After you told me about the other ships, I almost resigned
from this voyage.” Natalia turned her chair from the control panel, facing him.
“Do you know why I didn’t?”
 
Winslow clicked his chair around, staring at Natalia. A pink tinge
flushed her cheeks, her nails drumming out a steady beat on the armrest. She
looked so anxious. Risky test flights, solar flares, bombs, nothing shook her
nerve so far. Yet right now, her lips trembled.
 
“I’m in love with you, Gerald. If we’re gonna die in thirty minutes, I
thought you should at least know that.” Her eyes darted away, and she repositioned
her seat.
 
His jaw dropped open. He tried to speak, but his words bunched in his
throat. Natalia stole a glance and a hard thump rattled his chest. He never
noticed that sparkle in her blue eyes, which gleamed against her olive skin,
until now.
 
A wisp of brown hair fell from behind her ear, and his heart skipped
faster. He looked to his watch, his hold on the jammer tightening. Only twenty
minutes left. What-ifs and could-bes didn’t much matter anymore, these were
most likely his final moments.

 

 
He unfastened his safety belt, scooting to the edge of his seat. A smile
threatened to invade his lips, but he held a straight face. The shuffle of
crewmembers faded as he pulled the lever beneath Natalia’s seat, spinning her
chair to gaze upon her face. An unexpected flutter ran through his stomach with
her stare, her smirk. It drew him in, brought him to one knee. Their lips found
each other, and he kissed her, softly, under the glow of starlight.
About Jamie: 

 

Jamie Zakian is a full-time writer who consumes the written word as
equally as oxygen. Living in South Jersey with her husband and rowdy family,
she enjoys farming, archery, and blazing new trails on her 4wd quad, when not
writing of course. She aspires to one day write at least one novel in every
genre of fiction.


 
 
 
 
 
 
Giveaway Details:
1 winner will receive a DVD of Passengers, US Only.

 

1 winner will win the complete FIRE IN THE WOODS eBook set,
International.

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I love this quote, Diana
“I’m wondering what to read next.” — Matilda, Roald Dahl

Claimed by the Succubus by Siren Allen #CoverReveal @SirenAllen @lolasblogtours

Today is the cover reveal for Claimed by the Succubus by Siren Allen. This cover reveal is organized by Lola’s Blog Tours.

Claimed by the SuccubusClaimed by the Succubus (Succubus Nights #3)
By Siren Allen
Genre: Sci-fi Romance
Age category: Adult
Release Date: 22 April, 2017

Blurb:
~The Half-Breed~
She is Izeria’Azhul, the long-lost daughter of my king. She was raised away from our people and knows nothing of her heritage. Our kind are a myth to her. She doesn’t believe we exist and there’s no way she’ll believe she’s one of us.

~The Beast~
I am Shun’Uhl, the soldier ordered to return her to my king’s side so she can marry a royal and produce an heir to save our people. To get her to trust me, I shed my beastly form and take on the form of someone she knows. I choose unwisely. The form I’ve selected is a male she despises.

~The Forbidden~
The more time I spend with her, the more she comes to like me. And though I’ve tried to resist, I find myself falling for her also. Her feelings for me will change once she learns of my deception and sees how I really look. Part of me wants to complete my mission and return her to her father. Another part of me wants to remain in this form forever and spend my life with Izeria.
I have a choice to make: be honest with the female I love and risk losing her or lie to her for the rest of our lives. Unfortunately, the choice is made for me when we come under attack and I have to release my beast to protect her.
Now it is she who has to make a choice: Me and my beast or a kingdom?

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Excerpt:
My beast is trying to take over.
Even now, as I escort Izeria to the dining hall, he’s pushing against the barrier that separates drahken from dragon. He’s clawing at the barricade that keeps him inside. Moments ago, he came close to breaking free.
Not only did I hear his growl, so did Izeria. She assumed it was my stomach growling in hunger. Luckily, she’s too naïve to think the worst of me. She senses something is wrong, yet, she doesn’t want to believe me capable of deceiving her, of hurting her.
I should feel guilty for what I’m doing. I don’t. I can’t. Too much is riding on me getting her to my territory. My beast snorts his displeasure, unhappy with our current mission. It’s funny how he can kill viciously, yet he frowns upon lying to our half-breed princess.
I can feel him pacing the recesses of my mind. In this form, he cannot speak to me. Right now, that’s a good thing. I don’t want to hear his thoughts on what is happening. He knew what we’d have to do when we found her.
He knew we’d have to lie or maybe even kidnap her to achieve our goal. His feelings for her can’t change that. Nothing can change what has to be done. The lives of our people are more important than Izeria’s opinion of us.
When we arrive in the dining hall, I step to the side so she and her rodent can enter the room before me. I’m glad I did. The look on her face as she walks into the dining hall is priceless. It’s almost like she’s never been on a spacecraft before.
“This is the biggest dining hall I’ve ever been in. Not only on a ship, but on land also.”
She turns to me and smiles. For a moment, I forget how to breathe. I sense my beast’s pleasure, or is that my own? The line between what I want and what he wants is starting to blur.

Earlier books in this series:
Claimed by the Succubus is the third book in the Succubus Nights series. The first book is One Night With a Succubus and the second book is Falling for the Succubus.

About the Author:
Hi, my name is Siren Allen. I’m a writer and lover of all things supernatural and romantic. I reside in southern Mississippi where I write steamy romances that are guaranteed to make you blush. When I’m not listening to the characters in my head and jotting down their adventures, I am busy working as a Clinical Laboratory Technician.

I love to travel, preferably with my husband, so he can do all of the driving. I enjoy time with my family, who are just as silly as I am. My hobbies are reading, writing and shopping, though I hate trying on clothing. If I wasn’t a writer or a Laboratory Professional, I would probably be a Secret Agent.

But that’s the beauty of being a writer. You can create your own world and be whoever you want to be. In my imaginary world, I am Queen and my siblings are my minions.

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I love this quote, Diana
“I’m wondering what to read next.” — Matilda, Roald Dahl

Give Me Chaos by Jillian Ashe #BookBlitz @JillianAshe @lolasblogtours

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This is my stop during the book blitz for Give Me Chaos by Jillian Ashe. This book blitz is organized by Lola’s Blog Tours. The book blitz runs from 28 February till 6 March, you can view the blitz schedule here.

Give Me ChaosGive Me Chaos (Wolfegang #5)
By Jillian Ashe
Genre: Science Fiction Adventure
Age category: New Adult
Release Date: 16 March 2017

Blurb:
The fifth book in the Wolfegang series follows Katerina back to the top secret military base, Enzo, where she is Lt. Donnelly’s prisoner. The lieutenant puts her through tests and experiments to find out what makes her so special, and why the genetic enhancements aren’t degrading her brain. He’s looking for his own cure. Katerina might not survive his search for answers until General Ryojin shows up and changes the game completely.

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Excerpt:
General Ryojin wasn’t particularly fond of the genetic program on the Enzo base, but on occasion it produced some excellent results. Lieutenant Donnelly was one of the few great accomplishments of the Heishi Project and at present he ran the program.
The general had been ordered by his superior to check on Lt. Donnelly’s new pet project. It was a project he’d been promised by the lieutenant would cure some of the less than pleasant side effects of their patented serum. If Lt. Donnelly was correct in his assumptions he would be up for promotion.
The general slid his hands in his pockets and walked through every check point without stopping to present identification. Soldiers saluted as he passed by. Every general was given a certain level of security clearance provided by a chip inserted in their arm. Checkpoints automatically registered the serial number and allowed them to pass.
He flicked his longer than regulation hair out of his face. There weren’t many people above him in rank and no one brave enough to enforce the policy on hair length. He’d lost count how many checkpoints he’d passed as he made his way deeper into the base, through levels of security, a tiny fraction of the population on the base even knew existed.
The Heishi Project was one of the best kept secrets of the Federation. Some of the details leaked to the masses. The enhanced soldiers who came from the project became a type of bogeyman. No one knew the exact extent of the project and so wild tales arose to fill the holes.
Ryojin stopped outside the last checkpoint. The soldier stared and fumbled with his ‘sir’ as he tried to salute at the same time. Ryojin knew the effect he had on his soldiers. He was the youngest general in history at thirty-three but it wasn’t always the reason they stared. Ryojin was almost pure Japanese, and one of the few remaining noble families able to keep their bloodlines pure.
He was a rarity among the mutts of humanity.
Ryojin heard screeching and a crash from the genetic labs. His eyebrow rose at the young soldier. Those were not sounds he wanted to hear. The young man stuttered again and opened the door for him, trying to explain but his words were jumbled. Ryojin sighed. He walked through the door and around the corner.
The general stopped in his tracks as he witnessed something he did not usually see in the labs. A young woman with the whitest skin he’d ever seen screamed at three of his soldiers. All of the soldiers were men and all of them were at least three times her weight. She flipped one over her shoulder and hit the second with enough force to drop him like a rock.
The general frowned. He got a look at her eyes. No, she wasn’t Japanese. Something was not right. He intended to find out what exactly was going on.
Donnelly had some explaining to do.
The general walked forward with purpose as she whipped around to face the third soldier. The soldier gritted his teeth but didn’t back down. It amused Ryojin to see him try to take her on though it was clear how outmatched he was. She feinted a punch and then kicked him in the genitals; a low blow.
When she turned on the general, neither of them hesitated. Her fist flew at him with impressive speed. He caught it easily enough without breaking stride and spun her around. He held her close, incapacitating both her arms without too much effort. The girl was strong, but not stronger than him.
General Ryojin was the shining achievement of the Heishi Project.
She growled low and animalistic, bucking against him but he held her tight as he quickly inspected her. The girl was malnourished which angered him. There were marks and bruises all over her body, some were from the mandatory tests, but there were other marks that shouldn’t have been there.
He sighed as the realization came to him. Donnelly had been slipping again without reporting it. They couldn’t manage the sickness if it wasn’t reported. The lieutenant would need to be dealt with.
A doctor came out casually from her lab with a syringe in hand. He arched an eyebrow at her nonchalance. “Care to explain, Lyn?”
Lyn Tallis was a woman he knew from childhood, but they had taken separate paths to reach the point in their lives they were at now and it was mere coincidence she worked for him.
The girl in his arms laughed in a manner which concerned him. He frowned down at her and wondered again where she’d come from. Pure Europeans were nearly extinct. At most a few thousand remained in the icy north of Earth and his guess was generous.
“Only a test, cousin,” Lyn said. She stepped over one of the fallen soldiers and approached the girl. “She did amazingly well.”
Suddenly the weight in his arms doubled as the girl collapsed. He almost stumbled forward before he caught himself against the sudden change in balance.
“It’s all right, Lyn,” the girl whispered. “You don’t need to sedate me.”
He watched the exchange closely with narrowed eyes. Clearly there was more going on than had been on the report. This girl was a captive subject and not a willing one. That information changed everything.
“Where is the lieutenant?” Ryojin demanded. He needed to be debriefed. Immediately.
He didn’t let go of the girl. He didn’t trust her.
“I didn’t know you had cousins,” the girl said.
Lyn grimaced, her version of a smile. “Of course, Katerina. Now you can go back to your cell or finish the test.”
“The cell.”
Ryojin propped her up and let her go. When he finally looked into her eyes they were dead and lifeless. None of the fire in them he had seen moments before. He needed answers.
Her eyes snapped to his and the grey flashed like lightning. The sudden light allowed him to witness the raging storm inside before shuttering once more as she followed Lyn.
He was going to like her.

Earlier books in the series
My Delicate Destruction (Wolfegang #1)
by Jillian Ashe

Blurb:
Firefly meets Dark Angel in the YA/NA Sci Fi Adventure series available in Kindle Unlimited. — Katerina used to be a normal college girl until she wakes up 500 years in the future and finds out her twin Kris, is still alive. Will she be able to survive in the new dark future to find him?

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Jillian AsheAbout the Author:
Jillian Ashe lives and works in San Diego, California with her husband and son. While writing the Wolfegang series she attended University in pursuit of a Master’s degree in English and Creative Writing. She has been writing since age twelve and has written for The La Jolla Light Newspaper. She is part of almost every fandom out there and loves makeup, Steampunk, and geeks out on a regular basis.

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