Book Review & Giveaway: What Little Remains by Gabriella Wise

The intriguing aspect of this YA dystopian is it's focus. Rather than completely focused on the main character, Charlie, and her survival in a destroyed world, the author does a lovely job of dealing with young adult/early 20's issues: relationships, grief, death, independence, and becoming an adult (reality sucks and rules, right?)

Charlie is in love (she tells herself) with the leader, Ricky, of the band of survivors that live in an army base/fort. Every day can be a fight for survival as the established group hunts for supplies to replenish their needs. Scavengers are deadly and lurking out to rob innocents and grief eats at the survivors. But sometimes the danger is way, way closer than Charlie will ever realize.

I had a great time learning more about Charlie and the world she lives in. I appreciated her sticking to her guns and morals while she becomes more of a self-assured woman. The post-apocalyptic world and its problems are realistic. Nicole, Charlie's rebel BFF, is an eye brow raising hell raiser but a good side kick to Charlie's steadfast and cautious nature.

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"I had convinced myself that everything beautiful had been destroyed with the rest of the world. Seeing those flowers, a piece of beautiful life in this dark world, was incredible. It was breathtaking. In all the ugliness going on in the world, those flowers had bloomed and kept living.

I am alive. I am living, and I get to choose how I spend this time. For some reason, I am still on this planet. Maybe it is divine or maybe it is just dumb luck. But I am here. I am not going to waste this time anymore. I am not going to be scared anymore."

"What a future I’ll have. The irony is almost laughable. All those nights I stayed up and worried he wouldn’t come back to me. Now I’m worried that he will."

"He pulls me off the ground and leads me to the dance floor. The tempo is slow as he pulls me in close, wrapping his arms around my waist. I put my arms around his neck, resting my head on his chest. Behind my back, he intertwines his fingers and rests his chin on the top of my head.

It’s weird to think that later this month we would have had our senior prom. I don’t know whom I would have gone with, but I’m confident it wouldn’t be the guy holding me. We aren’t the same people we were the summer before our senior year.

I haven’t decided yet if that’s a good thing or not."

Tell us a bit about yourself
I am an avid reader. Once I start reading a book, I can’t put it down until I have finished it. This makes school and life very challenging because there have been quite a few times that I put both on hold to finish a book. I am also a terrible procrastinator, especially when I have access to Wi-Fi. I also love photography and animals. I combine the two often, with my dogs paying the price. I also love movies.

When did you begin writing?
I don’t really remember a time when I wasn’t writing. The very first thing I remember writing is a poem when I was in the second grade. I started with poetry when I was younger and moved to short stories as I grew older.

Have you ever been discouraged in regard to your writing ability and if so, how did you get past it and move forward?
My immediate family has always been super supportive about my writing. I’ve had other family members express to me that they didn’t think it was practical or didn’t see how I could possibly do it. Then there is that look that some people give me that’s like “Oh, you’re a writer” which translates to “You mean you sit on your parents basement couch and mooch off them?” The best way that I have found to deal with them is to just keep going. Every time I accomplish something, I know that I am proving them wrong. I also focus on the really positive things that come from my writing.

What's your favorite thing about writing?
My favorite thing about writing is seeing something that was just an idea turn into an actual tangible product.

What is your writing style? Do you like to outline or just write as you go?
As far as my writing style, I will generally do a basic outline with all my key plot points. I almost always do an outline for longer projects and also include dates so that I get the timeline right. I also do extensive character charts and plan out how the character will develop throughout the story.

Do you have a favorite spot where you like to write?
Where I like to write depends on my mood. Most of the time I’ll just write in my room. I’ve started to get out a lot more and start to write at the closest coffee shop.

What is something you've written that will never see the light of day?
The very first manuscript that I ever wrote (when I was a freshman in high school) will NEVER see the light of day. I look back on it and can’t help but cringe. My writing has progressed so much since then.

What is your writer food?
Umm…food in general.

What's the hardest thing about writing for you?
The hardest thing about writing for me is to remember that I don’t have to be perfect; that what I write doesn’t have to be perfect.

What inspires you to write?
There are two things that really inspire me to write. The first thing is that I love to tell stories. I love being able to express myself through writing and being able to share that with other people. The second reason is that books were such a haven for my growing up. I didn’t have the best experience in grade school and books became my refuge. I read ALL THE TIME. I want my books to be able to do that for other people.

How many books have you written and which is your favorite?
What Little Remains is the first book that I have written and published, so, by default, right now it is my favorite.

What are some of your favorite books?
That is like asking me to choose my favorite child. I won’t admit to a favorite.

What authors do you like to read?
Right now I have Suzanne Collins, Veronica Rossi, Becca Fitzpatrick, Meg Cabot, and Victoria Aveyard on my top bookshelf. But that changes almost weekly.

What inspired you to write What Little Remains?
I remember being in Algebra 1 my freshman year of high school, after a biology class. I started thinking about what would happen and how people would survive if natural disasters wiped out most of the world and our modern conveniences, and my book progressed from that idea.

If you could choose a dream cast for insert title, who would you pick?
Oh wow, I couldn’t possibly cast my characters. I think it is super important to be able to leave that up to the imagination of the reader, so I wouldn’t even say which actors I favor.

Would you say you relate to any of your characters? If so, which one and why?
I think I relate to a little bit to a lot of my characters. Charlie and Daren are definitely a reflection of my sarcastic and sassy side. Nicole is a reflection of the stronger, more resilient side of myself. Even Ricky is a reflection of a side of myself. While he takes it to an extreme, there is defiantly a part of me that would go to great lengths to protect the people that I love.

This or that.
That.
Sweet or Salty?
Salty.
Naughty or nice?
…Little bit of both.
Cats or dogs?
Dogs
Vanilla or chocolate?
Allergic to both.

If you were deserted on an island, which author would you want to be stranded with?
J.K. Rowling. One, because she would tell the best stories. Two, because I know her fans would track her to the ends of the earth now that she’s promised more Harry Potter-related books.

My name is Gabriella Wise. I am a self-published (indie) author, and my first novel, What Little Remains was released in March 2015. I was born and raised in Louisville, Kentucky. I have loved to tell stories since I was a little kid, and this passion for storytelling has brought me to this point. With my first full-length novel, What Little Remains, already published, I am looking toward finishing the second book in The Fallout trilogy.

I love reading. Some of my favorite authors include Suzanne Collins, Veronica Rossi, Cassandra Clare, Becca Fitzpatrick, J. K. Rowling, and Meg Cabot. I also enjoy long walks in the rain (especially when I don’t have waterproof shoes on--#collegeprobs), eating chocolate (which I am allergic to), and freaking out about my favorite fandoms.

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Book Tour Review: Hopebreaker: A Steampunk Dystopian Fantasy (The Great Iron War, Book 1) by Dean F. Wilson

Genre: SciFi / Steampunk / Dark Fantasy / Dystopian
Book Blurb:
In the world of Altadas, there are no more human births. The Regime is replacing the unborn with demons, while the Resistance is trying to destroy a drug called Hope that the demons need to survive.
Between these two warring factions lies Jacob, a man who profits from smuggling contraceptive amulets into the city of Blackout. He cares little about the Great Iron War, but a chance capture, and an even more accidental rescue, embroils him in a plot to starve the Regime from power.
When Hope is an enemy, Jacob finds it harder than he thought to remain indifferent. When the Resistance opts to field its experimental landship, the Hopebreaker, the world may find that one victory does not win a war.

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*** 5/5 Stars ***

Can't beat a well written steampunk fantasy set in a dark dystopian world. Our main dude is a roguish, snarky, and likable smuggler who brings in magical pendants that can block a human woman giving birth to a demon. The demons have taken over, harvested, and ruined the world. Now acrid desert covers the lands and the Regime rules while the Resistance fights back and builds their army. Jacob is brought into the folds of the Resistance after being imprisoned . After being whisked away to safety with his cell mate, Whistler, Jacob is suddenly faced with a multitude of adventures from the leader's bed to in the middle of desert in a sputtering truck. Stuck in the middle and witness to the nastiness of the production of the drug Hope, the factories slaves work in, Jacob helps to end the Regime's horrors in a steampunk machinery filled battle.

Fun, entertaining read with quirky characters and a good cross over of genres. Well written with a slew of adventure, this story was a pleasure to read.

Dean F. Wilson was born in Dublin, Ireland in 1987. He started writing at age 11, when he began his first (unpublished) novel, entitled The Power Source. He won a TAP Educational Award from Trinity College Dublin for an early draft of The Call of Agon (then called Protos Mythos) in 2001.
He has published a number of poems and short stories over the years, while working on and reworking some of his novels. The Call of Agon is his first published novel.
Dean also works as a journalist, primarily in the field of technology. He has written for TechEye, Thinq, V3, VR-Zone, ITProPortal, TechRadar Pro and The Inquirer.

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Book Review Tour: New World: Rising Author by Jennifer Wilson

Title: New World: Rising
Author: Jennifer Wilson
Series: New World (Book 1)
Genre: YA/Dystopian
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: Aug 14 2014
Edition/Format Available In: eBook
Blurb/Synopsis:
Since witnessing her parents’ murders at the age of eleven, Phoenix’s only purpose in life has been to uphold her mother’s dying words- to be strong and survive. But surviving outside of The Walls- outside of The Sanctuary- is more like a drawn-out death sentence. A cruel and ruthless city, Tartarus is run by the Tribes whose motto is simple, “Join or die.”
Refusing to join and determined to live, Phoenix fights to survive in this savage world. Trusting no one, she lives as a rogue, fending only for herself. Then in a moment of rash judgment, she breaks all of her rules to save a child, and in that moment her life is turned upside down. When the rescue mission goes awry, Phoenix is captured by an underground group who claims no allegiance with neither the Tribes nor The Sanctuary. She finds herself in the most dangerous game of survival she has ever played.
In her captivity, only one person- the handsome and oddly sympathetic Triven- shows Phoenix something she has never before experienced: kindness. While warring with unfamiliar emotions and still skeptical of her captors' motives, Phoenix quickly realizes that these people may just hold the key to her lost memories. But who can she trust, when no one can be trusted? Not even herself.

 

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***** 5 Stars *****

This book rocked! I loved the characters, the storyline, and the constant action and kick buttness of the heroine. Set in a polluted and hostile city, Phoenix has lived on her own, surviving, after the brutal deaths of her parents. After she rescues a child from the certain fate of death most people in her city face, she is rescued, body restored, and suddenly a captive of an unknown group. Finding out the group's identity, their purpose, and how they work becomes Phoenix's next tasks. Not realizing she herself will change, she learns to hope, love, and fight for something other than survival. Now faced with protecting those she cares for and going against the "utopia" that she once lived in, her group will try and infiltrate The Sanctuary which lies next to the city and is closed off.

The book ends on a cliffhanger and I immediately looked to see when book two is coming out. WHY, why, why? I have to wait to see what happens! Phoenix rocks my socks as a strong female lead and Triven is an excellent dystopian book boyfriend (that's right, I claimed him first! :) ). Story is fast paced, never being slogged down in boring details or derailed, and has me hungry to continue the series!

I awoke with a start, my arms flailing outward, as the scream caught in my throat. It only took seconds to recognize my surroundings, to calm my racing heart. This was how I awoke every morning, every morning since my parents died. After years I managed to restrain the scream, awakening before it escaped my lips. Screaming in the night could get you found, screaming during the daytime would get you killed.
I checked my father’s watch in the green light. It was nearly three in the afternoon. There were still hours until dark. I knew I would have to stock up more food before I left for my next refuge, but scavenging during the daytime wasn’t an option.
Thumbing through my book collections, I felt uninspired and bored, having already read them so many times. I thought about trying to sleep longer but my mind was too awake. After eating a breakfast of dried apples, I made a plan to grow my personal library. Aside from needing something else to distract my mind, books always proved a good source of trade. Those few of us who defied the Tribes kept to ourselves and stayed quiet. We never gathered, nor really ever trusted one another. But when goods ran scarce, trades were not uncommon. It was finding the right recluses to trade with that was key. One wrong choice and you could easily find yourself with empty hands and a knife in your back. A select few of my merchants knew how to read and those that didn’t, never turned down good kindling.
Rifling through my few belongings, I decided to leave my larger backpack behind. It was too heavy and often cumbersome while crawling through the vents. I would only need a small tote big enough to carry books. My revolver lay on the mattress in its holster. I eyed it, speculating if it was needed. I always took it with me outside or to hunt for food, but no one ever came in the library anymore. I had seen a few rats and the occasional wild dogs on the floors below, but none of them ever bothered me. Instead I slid my knife into my hip sheath and climbed up the shelves to the vent.
As always, I moved with great caution, careful to never make a sound and always listening for others. But like usual, the building was empty. After nearly ten minutes of crawling, I saw light shining up through the galvanized steel. Cautiously I pressed my ear to the vent while holding my breath.
Nothing.
I smiled and pushed open the grate before sliding out onto the top of a bookshelf. Before descending I scanned the rows, my keen eyes looking for any trace of movement, foreign color or moved shelving. Nothing had changed since I was here last. Several of the books I had discarded still lay on the floor where I had dumped them, uninterested.
Relaxing a bit, I took a deep breath. The room was massive, filled with rows upon rows of abandoned books. It smelled like aged paper, and earth from the destroyed floors below. I loved that smell. Soundlessly, I climbed down the metal shelf I had perched on and headed for my favorite sections.
First I stopped by the romance section— business first, then pleasure. These were my least favorite kind of book. People fell into whirlwind romance, swept up with sex and passion. I didn’t believe in love, it was a wasted emotion that could get you killed. People did foolish things in the name of love. While I detested these books, they were generally thick and most of my allies didn’t care about the content as long as they burned.
I never made friends, not even with my allies. There were those I could barter with safely, and those I couldn't, I stole from. I never stole from the dead. Rationally it made more sense to take from the dead; after all it wasn’t like they would be using anything anymore. But the thought made me nauseous, reminding me too much of watching my parents’ murders. Instead I traded with a few recluses and targeted the Tribes’ storage facilities for the rest. I never felt guilty stealing from them.
Blindly grabbing a few thick books, I tossed them into my bag and moved on to the educational section. I browsed the titles looking for books on survival and warfare. After skimming their backs I took two of the most promising titles before moving on to the fiction section. I loved this section the most. The books here provided an escape, a place to let my mind wander free and find friends. Not real friends, but friends I could care about without having to commit to. Once I had opened a book and read its pages, those characters could never be taken away from me. Even if the books were burned, they would still live on in my mind. They couldn’t die or betray you, friends on paper proved much more lucrative than real ones.
This section was also the largest, and after years of perusing its shelves I had only just scratched the surface. Leisurely, I moved through the rows looking for authors I recognized or titles that called to me. Upon finding one of interest I would pull it from the shelf and read the back cover or the first few pages. Anything of interest was added to my collection. Everything else got added to the growing pile on the floor. I was so immersed in the pages of a potential gem that I almost didn’t hear them.
Two voices were making their way toward me, speaking in hushed tones.
“Shut up. I swear I heard something up here.”
“If I scaled that damn rope for nothing, I swear I will slit your throat myself.”
Every muscle in my body tensed as the distinctly male voices drifted through the aisles. Careful not to make a sound, I slipped the book into my bag and peeked through a gap in the books. Their backs were turned to me, the black leather of their coats splattered in red. Both men were hulking in size, my head probably even with their chests. The taller one had a red mohawk with feathers dangling from it. The other was bald with deep scars that covered the entire left side of his head like angry red fissures. Both of them had an obscene amount of metal piercings protruding from their skin. My hair rose on end.
Ravagers.
What the hell were they doing here? Panic prickled in the pit of my stomach. The vent leading to safety was nearly five rows over across the aisle; there was no way to make it there without being seen. Why hadn’t I brought my gun? I cursed myself as their eyes scanned the empty rows.
“I smell fear.” One of them taunted, his gruff voice no longer whispering.
They cackled with delight.
I swallowed hard. Even if it was just a farce to scare me, it was working, my pulse accelerating. Punching the other in the shoulder, the one with the mohawk motioned for them to spilt off. My ears began to ring as they moved to either side of my row and progressed towards me. I was trapped. My eyes instantly searched for another route of escape or a place to hide. As their footsteps moved closer, I began to silently climb.

As a child Jennifer loved getting lost in the stories of others, but struggled greatly with reading. A notoriously slow reader who stumbled with words and spelling, Jennifer shied away from books, leaning heavily on musical theater and movies to get her inspirational fix.

It was not until in her mid-teens, when a persistent friend convinced her to read the Harry Potter series, that Jennifer found her love for the written word. J.K. Rowling’s books opened doors not only to the fascinating world of a young wizard, but to a life filled with a multitude of literary friends and fantastical worlds. Once a timid reader, Jennifer now devours books and loves getting lost in a new series.

Jennifer had wanted to write her own novel since her early twenties, but unfortunately inspiration doesn’t always strike on command. Her first book, The Chosen, was completed in 2013. But as most first attempts go, it was a flop. While looking through a multitude of rejection letters, inspiration struck again, putting Grace’s story got on hold as Phoenix’s began.

New World: Rising began to fill Jennifer’s brain, flowing like a fully opened valve from her fingertips. What was once such a struggle in her early years suddenly became a passion.

When Jennifer is not writing, she is enjoying life in Colorado, rock climbing, camping, exploring new foods, playing with her golden retriever, Duke, and sharing her life with her handsome and wonderful husband.
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Short Story Review: The Ivory Tower by Kirstin Pulioff

 
 
 
 
 

“The Ivory Tower” was an awesome short read. Sometimes, in between working, being married, and being a mother I don’t have but a few minutes to sit and read. A richly detailed short story like this can keep me tided over until I get time for a full reading session.

The main character, Simone, is a mischievous orphan who pushes the spoken and literal boundaries of the camp she lives in when skipping classes and playing a game with a friend. She discovers, with violence and consequences, that all is not as it seems in their small world. Simone is a strong character and the author does a great job of world building and character creation in a few short pages.

Kirstin Pulioff is a storyteller at heart. Born and raised in Southern California, she moved to the Pacific Northwest to follow her dreams and graduated from Oregon State University (Go Beavs!) with a degree in Forest Management. Happily married and a mother of two, she lives in the foothills of Colorado, and enjoys being a stay at home mom. When she's not writing an adventure, she's busy living one.

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Book Tour Review and Giveaway: The Artful by Wilbert Stanton

The Artful by Wilbert Stanton
(Shadows of the City #1)
Published by: Curiosity Quills Press
Publication date: May 27th 2014
Genres: Post-Apocalyptic, Young Adult

Synopsis:
New York City, 2025: Everything is changed. The city that never sleeps is now a land of death and decay. A rampant virus has taken over and the survivors have become carriers, quarantined from the rest of the world.

Twist and Dodger grew up in the streets, the sewers and underground tunnels – their playground. They aren’t heroes. They just like attention; and stealing meds from the rich and giving them to the poor is their golden ticket.

On their latest raid, they unknowingly steal a cure that puts them square between the ailing Emperor of Manhattan and the war hungry Governor of Brooklyn and forces them on a quest into the darkest shadows of their putrefying world.

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The names the author chose for his characters are definitely very fitting. The story takes place where a plague has killed half the population and left others with a horrible reaction to the sun (no vampires promise). As with most dystopian novels, there are the rich and ignorant and the very poor, very clever. Twist and Dodger run a gang and steal from the mostly drugged out rich who live in towers and are never in the sun. They provide the stolen supplies, mostly medications to those in need. One day, they run into a gal who claims to be a companion to rich clients. She ends up joining them on their journey to get meds to heal Dodger and other various folks. The rich folks have caught up to them, given Dodger something nasty, and there are rumors and evidence swirling around that the story fed to the population about the plague might not be so true.
This was not a bad book, an awesome book, or really anything really on the extreme side of negative or positive rating. Details bogged it down and the writing needs to be a bit more polished and flow better. The story would flow well with action and events, then pages and pages of details that were unnecessary would slow the story down. But the story is still an interesting one, world building interesting, and the characters were unique and distinct from one another. It was an okay young adult read, and I would look for future works from the author as he matures.

Wilbert Stanton was born and raised in New York City. From an early age, Wilbert decided he would either write books or take over the world; everything else was just a precursor to his end game.

Along the way, he has studied Psychology, English, and Computer Science. He’s held jobs in a wide range of fields and met people from all walks of life. Wilbert is constantly learning and growing as a person, in order to solidify his dreams.

In the end world domination was a bit tedious, so he decided to focus on writing books.

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Blog Tour & Review: Branded by Abi Ketner and Melissa Kalicicki

Are you ready to be Branded?

I feel like I've hit the dystopian jackpot! Out of all the dystopian books I've read this book is tied for the number one spot. The authors spare no details when it comes to describing this dictator ruled society where people are accused of crimes and sent to the Hole. The judicial system as we see it is no more and the Hole is a place for all accused sinners whether they are guilty or not. Lexi's father was a huge advocate in trying to end the rule of the Commander. What I thought was a simple cut and dry story turned out to be this complex riddle just waiting to unfold. I'm usually good at spotting the plot twists before they happen but I went into it blind. Very rarely do I love every single character...even the villains. These characters were on point! I've always said that it takes a really talented author to kill off a character and I was not disappointed. I cried along with them. Their writing had this way of bringing out such raw emotion that I had to take a break in between to recompose myself. OH and can I tell you you that I love gore? I live for it. Thank you for making this as realistic as possible.

My favorite characters always wind up being the dog. Zeus is such a goofball and totally overprotective...maybe even a little crazy. Maybe he gets it from his owner. Cole, Lexi's guard. It's like a star-crossed lovers kinda thing. The complexity of Branded just rocked my world and then some. I can't believe I have to wait for books two. They're lucky that it didn't end in a huge cliffhanger or some fighting would be had!

I turn on the faucet for a long while only to discover ice-cold water rushing out. The water never warms and I begin to understand. The Commander thinks he can wash away my soul by freezing me to death. He thinks he can destroy me by stripping away my possessions. But he can’t and I won’t let him take my memories, my ambition, and my pride. He thinks I’m so easily broken. The Commander doesn’t know anything about me, what I grew up with, what I endured—the father I lost, the mother I hate, the brother who walked out of my life, and the stepfather I was forced to accept. He thinks since I was rich, making me poor will cause me to give up. What he doesn’t understand is that, after my father passed away, I grew up behind walls of hatred. I had nothing, but had everything at the same time. I owned expensive clothes, enjoyed good schooling, and lived in a nice home. But my body was just a shell protecting an empty, desperate heart. My life was a colorful façade. I had so much time to sit and think. I spent the majority of my life between four walls. I was abandoned, neglected, starved, betrayed, and abused. I’ve already been treated like the scum of the earth, so the Hole is nothing new. He wants to erase every sign of my existence on this earth, but I won’t let that happen. He can strip me naked, but he’ll never reach my soul. It’s personal, completely personal.

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Abi and Missy met in the summer of 1999 at college orientation and have been best friends ever since. After college, they added jobs, husbands and kids to their lives, but they still found time for their friendship. Instead of hanging out on weekends, they went to dinner once a month and reviewed books. What started out as an enjoyable hobby has now become an incredible adventure.

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Review: Broken Skies by Theresa Kay

"I'm going on an adventure!" I feel like Bilbo! Jax's brother Jace is taken by the E'rikon's, an alien race, and leaving behind one of their own, Lir. What I thought would be a simple human versus alien story turns into this complex, dystopian/sci-fi world that's nothing short of spectacular. Jax sets out on this quest to save her brother from the alien city with the help of Lir. What an adventure it was. I'm left reeling and what could only be described as emotional whiplash.

I liked how strong Jax was despite her need for an emotional crutch. And what can I say about Lir... I kinda love and despise him right now. My mind is still trying to grasp the everything that was thrown at me. :::I can't even:::

Broken Skies has easily taken top spot for my favorite alien book... And that's saying something since the Lux series was holding strong for the longest time. It also ends in a cliffy! Boy I love those cliffhangers. I'm so excited to find out what's next for the crew.

The only person she knows who had a subscription to Writer's Digest at eleven and was always excited to write research papers, Theresa has been putting words to paper since a young age. She writes predominantly in the sci-fi and urban fantasy genres. Residing in central Virginia, she juggles two kids, a husband and a full-time job in addition to her writing and in her free time she reads almost anything she can get her hands on.

Ok, enough talking about myself in the third person… I love interacting with readers, so if you want to shoot me a line, you can connect with me on Facebook and Tumblr Even if it’s not about my books, I like chatting about my (many) fandoms, books and reading in general, or just about anything really.