luni, 24 octombrie 2016

Într-o pădure întunecată de Ruth Ware - NOU la TREI

Bestseller New York Times, USA Today și Los Angeles Times

Cea mai bună carte a anului 2015 în Statele Unite


Unele petreceri se pot termina foarte, foarte rău…

Ceea ce ar fi trebuit să fie un weekend distractiv și liniștit undeva la țară capătă proporții sinistre în acest thriller psihologic întunecat și plin de suspans.

Nora este o scriitoare de romane polițiste, care preferă să stea retrasă. Când o prietenă pe care n-a mai văzut-o de zece ani o invită să-și petreacă weekendul într-o casă izolată din pădure, Nora acceptă fără prea mare entuziasm. 

Patruzeci și opt de ore mai târziu, se trezește într-un pat de spital, grav rănită, dar în viață, și convinsă că cineva a murit. Întrebându-se nu „ce s-a întâmplat?”, ci „ce am făcut?”, Nora încearcă să pună cap la cap întâmplările din weekendul care a trecut. 

Pentru a afla răspunsul la toate întrebările care o copleșesc, trebuie să scoată din nou la iveală acele lucruri despre sine pe care le-ar fi vrut îngropate acolo unde e locul lor: în trecut.

“Pentru cei cărora le-a plăcut Fata din tren și Fata dispărută, Într-o pădure întunecată e lectura perfectă.” - Publishers Weekly

“Citește-o într-o noapte ploioasă – dar cu toate luminile aprinse.” - Kirkus Reviews

“Încearcă doar să ghicești cât de terifiantă poate fi această poveste (pont: FOARTE).” - Marie Claire

“Atmosfera nebuloasă și descoperirile înfiorătoare fac din romanul lui Ruth Ware o lectură obsedantă.” - Entertainment Weekly

“Avertisment: această carte e incendiară.” - The New York Journal of Books

Ruth Ware a crescut în Sussex, pe coasta sudică a Angliei. A avut meserii dintre cele mai diverse: a fost chelneriță, librar, profesoară de engleză și ofițer de presă. Acum locuiește în North London împreună cu familia ei. 
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Drepturile de ecranizare pentru Într-o pădure întunecată, thrillerul său de debut, au fost achiziționate de New Line Cinema.

“Amnezia, o petrecere a burlăcițelor și alcoolul declanșează tragedia în romanul lui Ruth Ware.” - Campus Circle

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marți, 20 septembrie 2016

Blog Tour - WILDER (The Renegades #1) by Rebecca Yarros - Teasers, Excerpt, Giveaway

WILDER (The Renegades #1) by Rebecca Yarros
Publication Date: September 19, 2016
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Embrace, New Adult, Romance


He’s Paxton Wilder.Twenty-two-year-old, tattooed, smoking-hot leader of the Renegades.

Five time X Games medalist.

The world is his playground—especially this year—and for the next nine months I’m stuck as his tutor on the Study at Sea program.

He’s too busy staging worldwide stunts for his documentary to get to class.

But if I can’t get him to take academics seriously, I’ll lose my scholarship…if I don’t lose my heart first.

Six unlikely friends on a nine-month cruise with the Study at Sea program will learn that chemistry is more than a subject and the best lessons aren’t taught in the classroom…but in the heart.


“Do I get a good-luck kiss?” he asked after checking for cameras, his hands framing my waist.
“Paxton.” I tried to make it sound like a warning, but it came out too breathy, too wanting. For crying out loud, I couldn’t even control my own voice against this guy.

He squeezed lightly and then groaned. “Did I ever tell you that I love this dress?”

I shook my head. The spaghetti-strap maxi dress had been a last-minute choice, but Penna said she was going to burn all my pants if she saw me in them for the twenty-first day in a row.

He leaned down, his mouth against the shell of my ear. “I can feel every curve under my hands, which makes me pretty damn desperate to slide this up your legs and really get my hands on you. But I won’t. You know why?”

I shook my head.

“Because you haven’t said yes—yet—and I’m a goddamned gentleman.”

My fingers traced the lines of the Chinese symbol tattoos that ran up his neck, simply unable not to touch him. “Do I have to say yes to everything to get to kiss you?” I asked.

His breath stuttered. “Do you want to say yes?”

Our eyes met, and it would have been so easy to say it, to throw my hesitation overboard and jump. But that wasn’t me, and it didn’t matter that I was in a breezy dress under the Italian sun with the hottest extreme athlete on the planet, I was “I’m thinking about it.”

His forehead puckered for a millisecond before he relaxed and smoothed the line of my waist. “Then I think we can take yeses on a case-by-case basis.”

My heart pounded in anticipation.
“Leah, would you like me to kiss you?”

“Yes,” I answered instantly.

Our hips met first as he drew me in. My hands slipped down the edges of his T-shirt to grasp the inked lines of his biceps. Arms like his should be modeled, sculpted, revered... or maybe just outlawed.

“Do you want to kiss me?” I asked.

“Hell yes,” he answered, then brushed his mouth against mine once before settling over me.

I opened for him, and he dove in, his tongue filling my mouth while my ass filled his hands. 

Gentleman, indeed.

Author Bio:

Rebecca Yarros is a hopeless romantic and a lover of all things coffee, chocolate, and Paleo. She is the author of the Flight & Glory series, including Full Measures, the award-winning Eyes Turned Skyward, Beyond What is Given, and Hallowed Ground. She loves military heroes, and has been blissfully married to hers for fourteen years.

When she’s not writing, she’s tying hockey skates for her four sons, sneaking in some guitar time, or watching brat-pack movies with her two daughters. She lives in Colorado with the hottest Apache pilot ever, their rambunctious gaggle of kids, an English bulldog who is more stubborn than sweet, and a bunny named General Fluffy Pants who torments the aforementioned bulldog. They recently adopted their youngest daughter from the foster system, and Rebecca is passionate about helping others do the same.

Blog Tour - Pour Your Heart Out by Zoe Lee - Teasers, Excerpt

Pour Your Heart Out by Zoe Lee
Release Date: September 15th, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Romance


Chase Cade is as untethered as a kite without a string.

The minute she drives past the “Welcome to Maybelle” sign after six months traveling, she knows the quaint little town is something new entirely. It’s more than the good food and welcoming people -- with the exception of the gruff bartender she meets her first night out.

Aden Riveau couldn’t be more rooted in Maybelle if he were an actual tree.
In a town that caters to tourists, his bar is the only place the locals have all to themselves. Everyone knows him and he knows everyone, and nothing spoils his peace more than having to deal with nosy, gawking tourists who don’t stick around.

She’s only in Maybelle for a vacation, and he’s never taken a vacation in his life. He can’t stop thinking about how different she is, and she can’t stop trying to figure him out. But her reservation has an end, and his never will, unless he can find a way to pour his heart out.

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“Do you think I could get into your secret bartender society now?” she asked with a small, fleeting smile. “Since you kind of just poured out your heart to me?”

Aden looked down at her, his grip relaxing on the railing, the lines at his mouth growing shallower and then all but smoothing off his cheeks, only to reappear suddenly around his eyes as he grinned. “I don’t know, the dues are pretty high,” he warned her.

Holy fucking shit, she thought, her brain flushed of all ability to function. That smile was not the smile of a boring, humorless cynic. It was... it was transformative, like using the flash on a camera so that an image which would be bleak and all shadows without it became colorful and saturated. Her knees locked so that she wouldn’t tip over.

“I’m a pretty good negotiator,” she promised, her brain still mush.

And then he chuckled, a little rumbly sort of thing like a muscle car idling on the street outside, and her heart turned over hard, because that smile and that chuckle were the first time he’d reacted positively to her, untainted by his grumpy attitude. It was... beautiful, and her brainless mind whispered, unable to help it, “But your ex, it is over?”

“It’s definitely over,” he declared in that same rumble as his chuckle.

Shivering again, her brain still too tipsy to overanalyze anything, she lifted her hands to scrape up the plaid fabric of his shirt slowly, bumping over the pockets on his pecs. She gripped the muscles right next to his neck and rocked up on the toes of her wedges as best as she could. Her eyes fell again to his mouth, and she kissed him.

She was expecting him to hold her at bay or turn his head, not feeling what she was.
But those hot, rough hands cupped the back of her head, squishing the tips of her ears heedlessly, and a thick tongue licked her bottom lip. On a soundless gasp, she caught it, and the kiss became a wet surge of tongues back and forth between their mouths. Her body stumbled against his and he took her weight. Their arms tangled together and her thighs trembled from the effort of keeping her balance on her wedges, but she didn’t care.
Her exes were also steady, reliable men like Aden, but it had left them dull, their kisses without spirit. Aden kissed like a man who was just as lost in the moment as she, that crooked nose blowing hot blasts against her cheeks as if he were a galloping stallion.

The minutes tumbled one past the next until she grew dizzy from not being able to take in enough air. Then she stepped back with a gasp, their mouths pulling apart so suddenly that they hung open. Aden stared down at her, his lips parted and his breaths quick.

“Wow,” she breathed in appreciation, “was that your first kiss post-ex?”

About the Author:

Zoe has been writing since she was a little girl, growing up north of Chicago. Since then, she's lived in Ohio and San Francisco, and now lives near Boulder. She has a job that she loves, but it doesn't sound exciting to anyone else. She does yoga and takes dance classes when she can. She has a husband, who reads her romances, and an amazing little girl, who is way too young to read what Zoe writes (yet). She's inspired by her family and friends, books and art, and all of the places she's traveled.

Book Blitz - Dots by Angie M. Brashears - Excerpt, Teasers, Giveaway

Dots by Angie M. Brashears
Publication date: October 1st 2016
Genres: Adult, Contemporary


This is a story about two strangers with nothing but grief in common.

Mason is great at connecting dots in other people’s life’s, but not so much in his own. His website, The F#ck it List, is all about connecting sexual requests. Matching never have I ever’s like a pair of socks. Efficiently. All in an effort to raise money for charity. That’s all he wants, to give. Why is that so hard?

Chloe’s in denial, but that’s not going to make the cancer go away. When her doctor gives her an expiration date, she can’t deny it any longer. It’s time to break the news to family and her best friend. She thought she’d have more time. There’s things she needs to say. She needs to be heard, but not by her loved ones. They’ve got enough on their plates with the diagnosis.

Two Months? Not long enough to do anything except…dig the hole.

It’s time.

This is Chloe’s story and how she copes with the end.

Just as there is a song for every occasion, Chloe has a friend for every occasion.

A pity party friend.

A truth friend.

A fixer friend.

And an end friend. Mason.

Mason and Chloe have nothing in common but grief. Two dots, floating in a sea of sorrow.

He’s lost his mother. She’s losing the fight.

When the end is near, is it too late for a new friend?

One woman’s end journey. Even when it’s time to get your affairs in order, it’s never too late for an “end” friend. Someone that will listen? Share your burden, so the family doesn’t have to. Help with the mess she’s created by keeping secrets. Be there for her best friend, a shoulder to cry on when the time comes.

It’s one thing to donate money to a cause.

What about your time, heart and soul? How much should you be expected to give?

If a stranger asked, could you be an end friend?

Until October 1, 2016 50% or 5.00 from each print book goes to Avon Walk for Breast Cancer!


All your weight, it falls on me. It brings me down.

Truer words have never been spoken. My family and their feelings, that’s the weight of my world on my shoulders right now. How am I supposed to tell my overprotective mother, who freaks out over a sniffle…that, I’m…dying? My brother, Ronny, out doing his job, protecting us, battling on the front lines. Is it fair to distract him from his task at hand? Maybe he gets killed, or maybe his buddy takes a bullet? Why, so I can feel better? What about dad?

 Thoughts of the man that stuffs a pink can of mace and rape whistle in my stocking every year, and my burden just got heavier. And last but not least, my best friend, Lola. We’ve been the odd couple since the tampon video in fourth grade.

 Neat as pin, she never has loose ends, never commits to anything, no tangles no mess. That’s where I come in. I’m a friggin mess. Everything I touch gets smudged. Or at least, I’ve been told that, since as far back as I can even remember leaving a mess. Possibly, Lola’s bored with her muted tones life, maybe that’s why she steps into my sunshine and rainbows. Cluttered with dust motes, dancing on sun rays, like spritely fairies. Could be. So, what happens when I tell her I’m taking the sun with me?

 Some days, I can’t get off this sagging futon. Between the pain, the isolation, the guilt, the secret… I just can’t. I look at the website again. The F#ck It List. A place to put your Never have I ever… and you’ll be matched with the right person for you. I’m not interested in the sexual stuff. I’m so over that, and besides, my boyfriend, well, not boyfriend, stops by twice a week and we’re compatible enough as it is. And he’s another one. I broke up with him, so I wouldn’t have to paste a smile on twice a week and pretend like my world’s not falling apart. I love him, but man, does he need a lot of coddling. I haven’t brought myself to click past the privacy screen. That’s not what I’m interested in. 

The thing my nurse keeps talking to me about. My chemo nurse, Courtney, whispered to me. “You need someone to talk to, get things off your chest. I know you don’t want to burden your family, Chloe, but who takes your burden?” 

I shrugged, not really caring one way or the other. “I’ll be dead soon, so who cares? They can bury it with me.” 

She smacked my hand, the one without the IV. She was the one who had to poke around for an hour to find it, so she was protecting it like gold. But her words were kind. “Just like that. Who do you get to say those things too? You’re too worried about acting normal for your chemo buddy over there.” 

Em’s on her phone. She hates needles. I do too. “You need someone to hear you and not your cancer, you got me?” Her eyes look so compassionate, so loving I nod. She rests her hand on top of mine. 

I didn’t realize I was crying. “It’s my first time, I’m still a rookie.” I blubber out. 

She produces a tissue box from thin air and rubs my hand. “I have a friend; grandson has a website.” 
She lowers her voice. “It’s like a sex something or other,” then she’s back to full volume, “but that’s just to raise money for charity. I know she said he’s always looking for people with illnesses to help. “

I guess my face must look funny, because she feels the need to add, “not like murder or anything like that.” I laugh. “Honestly, I was just wondering when this nausea would start to go away.” She nods, and squeezes my hand. “It doesn’t.” 

Later, when I’m pumped full of poison, she presents me with a gift bag. It’s got Band-Aids and syringes all over it. “Wow, Courtney how’d you know it was my birthday?” She laughs, “Well it kind of is. It’s your Chemo-day. You’re very first. Congratulations, kiddo, you made it through. Enjoy. 

Inside is the softest, most luxurious cashmere blanket. Pink, with raised dots. “Very chic, Courtney. I love it!” She hugs me and wraps it around my shoulders. “For the chills,” she whispers in my ear and I nod. She reaches in the bag and takes out a box of masks. “Remember your nadir.” There’s hard candies to suck on, for when my mouths dry. And an oral bag! With a rainbow toothbrush. “Thanks so much, I would’ve never thought of any of this. On the very bottom, a free month membership to Netflix. “For when you can’t make it out, but still want to watch something.” “I’m touched, really.” I use my new blanket, to wipe away a tear. “But I’ll have to read up on the rules, I don’t know a thing about Netflix.” 

As I leave, in search of my chemo buddy, who I haven’t seen in the last thirty minutes, Courtney calls out to me. “Chloe, did you want me to check on that thing, Mason’s website?” I think about it. I’ve got nothing better to do. “Sure.” That was four months ago. I’ll never see her again, chemo’s done dude. I’ll miss her. But not in the add another brick to the pile way. No, I’ll miss having someone who listens with their whole self. Two dots, connected by Courtney.

Author Bio:

Angie M. Brashears is a lover of everything books. When not writing, she's reading anything she can get her hands on. She grew up in Southern California, and loves the mountains, hiking with her dogs, the beach, and of course, Disneyland! She loves music, and loves singing along to the radio, loud and off-key, performing for anyone unlucky enough to be in the passenger seat. 

Angie loves dark and twisted, which she refers to as Dark Ever After books, but is known to read an occasional HEA story as well. When she's not writing, she working, saving lives. A busy Trauma ER nurse for over twenty years, she gets enough reality in her life, and is always looking for a story to take her away from the harsh reality of Emergency Nursing. 

If there's football on, she sure to have a huge party going on to cheer her team on...Go Patriots!

As a new author, she'd love to hear from you!

RECENZIE - Absolut tot de Nicola Yoon


Boala lui Maddy, protagonista cărții, este pe cât de rară, pe atât de faimoasă. Pe scurt, e alergică la lume. Nu are voie să iasă din casă, n-a mai ieșit de șaptesprezece ani. Singurii oameni pe care-i vede în carne și oase sunt mama ei și Carla, sora medicală care o îngrijește.

Dar apoi, într-o bună zi, vine la casa de alături o camionetă. Maddy se uită pe fereastră și îl vede pe el. E înalt, suplu, îmbrăcat tot în negru – tricou negru, blugi negri, teniși negri și un fes negru care-i acoperă părul în întregime. O surprinde privindu-l și se uită fix la ea. Maddy îi răspunde la fel. Numele lui e Olly.

Poate că nu putem prezice viitorul, dar putem prezice câte ceva. De exemplu, Maddy e sigură că se va îndrăgosti de Olly. Aproape sigur va fi un dezastru.


Nu cred c-am auzit vreodata pe cineva spunand ca nu i-a placut cartea asta sau ca n-o recomanda, si sincer, in timp ce o citeam nu puteam sa inteleg de ce. Pentru ca nu e un roman scris intr-o maniera complexa sau sa aiba un stil incarcat, cu tot felul de expresii si descrieri sau niste personaje ce vor sa te dea pe spate, cine stie ce baiat fermacator sau vreo fata ce asteapta sa fie salvata. Nu e o carte ce incearca sa-ti dea lectii de viata sau sfaturi, o poveste siropoasa sau una care incearca prea mult sa fie amuzanta sau plina de drame. E o poveste de viata, foarte vie, plina de culori, de la cele mai intunecate si pana la cele care-ti fac ochii sa lacrimeze, cu doi tineri care oscileaza intre a fi timizi si cei mai vorbareti, cuminti si nebuni, care ignora viata si care musca din ea, vrand mai mult si mai mult cu fiecare inghititura.

N-o sa incerc sa te conving s-o citesti si nici n-o sa incerc sa ti-o recomand, pentru ca stiu ca nu merge. De cand a aparut in S.U.A. m-am ferit sa o citesc, stiind ca e atat de iubita, laudata si parea prea perfecta; nimeni nu-i gasea defecte si toti pareau ca fermecati dupa ce-o terminau. Si acum inteleg de ce. Nu-i cea mai buna carte pe care am citit-o vreodata, dar dupa ce-o termini ramane cu tine si te face sa gandesti, te face sa privesti cu atentie, sa te uiti mai bine in oglinda si la ce e in jur, la oameni, la obiecte si la natura. Te face sa apreciezi ceea ce ai material, mental, sufleteste si sa te bucuri, sa plangi si sa tipi, pentru ca esti sanatos si poti face absolut tot ce vrei. 

Daca o sa citesti Absolut tot si o sa privesti lumea prin ochii lui Maddie si o sa traiesti viata ei, atunci o sa-ti dai seama cat avem si cat de putin apreciem uneori. Cufundandu-ne in rutina, lasand zilele si noptile sa treaca pe langa noi, profitand de sanatatea pe care unii n-o au si nu ne dam seama. Nu cred ca e o carte ce te va face sa traiesti viata mai bine sau ca e o lectie de viata sau o poveste motivationala, dar iti deschide ochii. Si o face intr-un mod simplist, amuzant, prin niste personaje care stiu sa fie si serioase si ironice, care iubesc si urasc, plang si rad, sunt extrem de precaute si apoi iau niste riscuri ce-ti provoaca ameteala. Pentru ca uneori viata asa e: te face sa fii nebun fix cand simti ca n-ar trebui.

E un singur lucru ce nu mi-a placut la carte, un singur personaj, ce mi s-a parut extrem de egoist, rautacios si poate demn de mila. Poate sunt rea, spunand asta, insa prin ce-a trecut si ce-a pierdut nu mi se pare ca justifica deloc ceea ce a facut; pentru c-a afectat destule vieti si a privat pe cineva de viata si de toate lucrurile ei: bune sau rele, julituri sau rasete, capriciile vremii, emotii, bucurii si deceptii, toate acele nimicuri si lucruri mari care ne fac noi. I s-o fi parut bine si poate a fost, insa mie mi se pare de neiertat si nu cred c-as reusi vreodata sa rascumpere, in vreun fel. 

Relatia lui Madeline cu mama ei mi s-a parut foarte simpatica si bine construita, destul de naturala, tinand cont ca toti avem zilele noastre bune si proaste si ca niciodata n-ai cum sa te intelegi cu cineva fara sa nu fie si discutii sau pareri diferite. Mi-a placut faptul ca in marea majoritate a timpului pareau doar niste prietene bune si nu mama si fiica; am vazut destul de rar lucrul asta in cartile pentru adolescenti, unde parintii lipsesc total sau sunt doar stereotipuri.

Unii spun ca iubirea dintre Olly si Maddie e aproape imediata, insa mie nu mi s-a parut. Eu cred ca ei au devenit intai prieteni si apoi lucrurile au inceput sa fie altceva; nu sunt de parere ca daca o fata vrea sa petreaca timp cu un baiat sau se simt bine impreuna inseamna neaparat ca-l place. Sau daca un baiat e dragut cu o fata si vor sa vada un film sau sa faca altceva, gata se iubesc. Adica, pe bune? Prietenii nu fac asta? Sau daca sunt de sex opus atunci nu e prietenie? Dar normal, pentru ca e YA, orice interactiune trebuie sa insemne iubire... (nu ca-n alte genuri ar fi mai diferit, dar)

Una peste alta, mie mi-a placut romanul, pentru ca e o lectura usoara si chiar daca nu-i foarte scurt ca numar de pagini, il citesti foarte repede, pentru ca are o multime de imagini sau schite, uneori sunt doar cateva randuri pe-o pagina sau o singura propozitie. Nu prea e scris in sensul clasic. Vorbind de plot, au fost cateva lucruri ce s-au batut putin cu logica, dar sa zicem ca nu m-a deranjat asa tare, tinand cont ca mi-au placut personajele, scriitura, chiar si desenele, relatia dintre Maddie si mama ei, Olly si Maddie. Chiar si relatia Carlei cu Maddie. Cam toate legaturile dintre personaje sunt interesant create si romanul e bun. Nu e o carte ce te loveste din plin, dar cred ca e una ce-ti ramane in minte mult timp dupa ce-o termini. Sau pentru mine asa va fi.

Iar Maddie si Olly, desi par cei mai imperfecti si nebuni oameni pe care i-am cunoscut in ultima vreme, mie mi se par cei mai de viata si amuzanti pe langa care sa nimeresti. Chiar si la un suc sau doar sa tragi cu urechea la o discutie de-a lor.

luni, 19 septembrie 2016

Book Blitz - Nickel by Robert Wilder - Book Trailer + Giveaway

Nickel by Robert Wilder
Genre: YA Contemporary
Release Date: September 13th 2016



Being a teenager is hard enough without your mother in rehab and your slightly inept stepfather doing his best not to screw things up. But at least, Coy has Monroe. Coy is a quirky teenage boy and his best friend Monroe is a girl who is just as odd and funny and obsessed with 80’s culture as he is. So when Monroe comes down with a mysterious illness, his inner turmoil only grows. As Monroe gets sicker and Coy gets a girlfriend from another social crowd, the balance tips and Coy has to figure out how not to give up on his friend, his family, or himself. Nickel is a hilarious, heartbreaking and honest portrayal of the complicated world of being a teenager today.

“No one has ever written about the pains of being a teenager–physically and psychologically, inside and out–quite like Robert Wilder in his startling debut novel. He has created indelible characters in Monroe and Coy–funny and sad and strong and broken–and NICKEL is about as real as it gets.
AUGUSTEN BURROUGHS, New York Times best-selling author of Running With Scissors 

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Advance Praise:

"A humorous, poignant, and formidable debut."  -BOOKLIST (starredreview) 

"A witty, angst-filled drama."  -KIRKUS

“I loved this novel for its humor and pathos, for its honesty and accuracy about what it means to live in our world. Nickel features a heartbreaking set of circumstances, yet its narrator never loses his essential charm as a young man ready to find hilarity even in the direst of dark times. The first thing I
wanted to do was recommend the book to everybody.” –ANTONYA NELSON, award-winning author of Funny Once, Talking in Bed, and Bound

“I have never read anything that captures the teenage mind quite like Robert Wilder’s funny and brilliantly honest book, or encountered a narrator more vivid and memorable. I advise you to buy two copies of Nickel; one to read over and over again and one to give away.” –NATALIE GOLDBERG, author of Writing Down the Bones, and The Great Spring

“Funny, suspenseful, and alive with the most vivid adolescent characters you’ll ever read, Nickel is a wonderful novel and Rob Wilder is a masterful writer.” –ROBERT BOSWELL, award-winning author of Tumbledown, The Heyday of the Insensitive Bastards, Crooked Hearts, and Mystery Ride

“Compassionate, frightening and funny, this is a terrific book. With seeming ease Wilder gets precisely the ironic detachment and surface sophistication of today’s youth culture while delving straight into the heart of adolescence, its fragile emotions, its awkwardness, uncertainty and ancient
fears. Despite my initial hesitations about diving back into the isolating terrors of high school and of serious illness, I was immediately won over by this author’s keen insight, his rare ability with
language, his leavening humor and–using all of these in tandem–his power to convince.” –DAVID SMALL, author/illustrator and Caldecott Award winner for So You Want To Be President?, and The Gardener, plus two-time National Book Award Finalist for Stitches, and The Underneath

“Robert Wilder’s Nickel is a feisty, fantastically gripping story. The novel is a funny, frank, heartbreaking portrait of adolescence, which the author knows all too well as the most emotionally intense period of anyone’s life. This is doubly true for Wilder’s Coy, a smartass but deeply bruised nonconformist grappling with illness and threat all around him. I haven’t read a teenage narrator this well-drawn, this vexingly captivating since Salinger!” – CLAIRE VAYE WATKINS, award-winning author of Gold Fame Citrus, and Battleborn

“This funny, sad, and tender novel sweeps us effortlessly into the land of sectarian cliques and conspiracies—high school. We learn, as if for the first time, that some of us get acquainted with incalculably dark knowledge too soon. Like Lorrie Moore’s Who Will Run the Frog Hospital, Rob Wilder’s novel reminds us that adolescent best friendships are the purest form of love. And the site of purest heartbreak too.” –DEBRA MONROE, award-winning author of My Unsentimental Education, On the Outskirts of Normal, and The Source of Trouble

About the Author:

Robert Wilder is the author of two critically acclaimed essay collections, Tales From The Teachers’ Lounge and Daddy Needs A Drink, both published by Delacorte Press. His YA novel, Nickel, will be published September 2016 by Leaf Storm Press.

A teacher for more than twenty-five years, he has earned numerous awards and fellowships, including the inaugural Innovations in Reading Prize by the National Book Foundation. He has published essays in Newsweek, Details, Salon, Parenting, Creative Nonfiction, plus numerous anthologies and has been a commentator for NPR’s Morning Edition. Wilder lives in Santa Fe, NM.

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Book Blitz - Jagger (Knights Corruption MC #3) by S. Nelson + Teasers


In order to prove his loyalty, Knights Corruption prospect, Jagger Blakeslee, readily agreed to immerse himself in situations that weren't meant for the faint of heart.

Every time, he stepped up.
Every time, he did what was asked.
Never questioning… until he met her.

Kena Prescott wasn’t like everyone else. Leading a simple yet lonely life, she preferred to live in the background, avoiding potential heartache by never bringing attention to herself or the challenge she faced on a daily basis.

Until a fated encounter with a stranger thrust her into a world she had never known existed.

He’d come to her rescue, but in the end, would she be the one to save him?


S. Nelson grew up with a love of reading and a very active imagination, never putting pen to paper, or fingers to keyboard until 2013.. Her passion to create was overwhelming and within a few months she’d written her first novel, Stolen Fate

When she isn’t engrossed in creating one of the many stories rattling around inside her head, she loves to read and travel as much as she can. She lives in the Northeast with her husband and two dogs, enjoying the ever changing seasons.