Friday, 17 January 2014

Blog Tour

I'm going on tour... around the world in two weeks... bags are packed, plane tickets bought and - wait what - It's a blog tour... Oh well still exciting.

There's going to be reviews, giveaways, interviews and exclusive extracts - well worth the visit to these amazing bloggers.

Here's the itinerary, it would be great if you could join us.

The Running Game Blog Schedule

Post Type
Jan 19
Alina Popescu, Writer
Blog Tour Kick off, Review

Diane’s Book Blog
Book promo, Character interview

Diva Discussions Book Club

TNT Reviews
Book promo, Excerpt 
Jan 20
The Dragon Pedestal - Brutal Honesty

Book Bliss
Book promo, Excerpt 
Jan 21
Tales of Dragos
Book promo, Review, Author interview, Excerpt 
Jan 22
Nerd Girl
Book promo, Excerpt 

Crystal's Fun With Reading
Book promo, Excerpt 

Book promo, Author interview, Excerpt 

Starry's Books
Book promo
Jan 23
come to the darkside we have books
Book promo, Review, Excerpt 

Laurie's Thoughts and Reviews
Book promo, Excerpt 

Book Lovers Life
Book promo, Excerpt 
Jan 24
Life Between Fiction
Book promo, Review, Excerpt 

All in One Place
Jan 25
Becca Anne's Book Reviews
Review, Excerpt 

Dalene's Book Reviews
Book promo, Review, Author interview, Excerpt 

Wicked Readings by Tawania
Book promo, Review, Excerpt 

Bex 'n'n Books
Book promo, Excerpt 
Jan 26
Novel Notions
Review, Excerpt 

multitaskingmomma - gets her head out of the oven
Review, Excerpt 

My Tangled Skeins Book Reviews
Review, Author interview

Pieces of Whimsy
Book promo, Excerpt 
Jan 27
Alina Popescu, Writer
Blog Tour Round up

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Wednesday, 8 January 2014

I'm pleased to be able to feature another extract for R S McCoy

"Everyone in the world has a spark, a light inside that guides them, keeps them alive.”

Just when I thought I was about to have to make a hard choice, a new student arrived at Combat Training and I knew the hardest one was still ahead of me: Khea.

She wore light blue, and held her blonde hair out of her face with a braid. She looked better than when I last saw her: she'd put on a few pounds which got rid of her starved look, her clothes fit properly, and she was clean. Girls at Myxini wore brown fitted pants, and her narrow knees were the only hint of what she'd been like before.

I ran over to her as soon as I saw her, but the blank expression she wore made it clear she wasn’t all that pleased to see me. It had been months, and I'd almost thought she'd gone home, or hadn't had a bright enough spark after all. I could have jumped and yelled from excitement to see her.


“Lark, have you met my mentor Mathias?” She turned to look at a middle aged man who stood behind her. I couldn’t get a read on either one, though it was hard to tell in the commotion of the training area. He wore the gray coverings that all mentors wore, and despite the age on his face, his golden hair matched the yellow pendant about his neck; which itself was inlaid with a black stone spider.

“Where have you been all this time?”

“Training, of course. Haven’t you?”

“Well, yes, but–. Why haven’t I seen you?”

“Mathias is responsible for all my lessons.” She was cold and dismissive, almost as if I bothered her. I couldn’t believe it. Why is she being so weird? I only wanted to make sure she was safe, that she was taken care of. What happened?

With a wave of dismissal she walked past me to challenge Parvani and I was sure my mouth dropped to the ground. Does she have any idea what she’s doing?

“Is she crazy?” Micha asked. He seemed more worried for her mental faculties than her general well-being, though I couldn’t disagree.

They stood and faced each other as Sinha commenced the fight. Khea was at least a full foot shorter than Parvani and looked like she could be her toy. I didn’t imagine Parvani was going to let her down easy.

In a moment of what must have been suicidal desire, Khea lunged, blocked a punch, and landed her fist square on Parvani’s cheek before the larger girl dropped onto her back on the ground. It was the most impressive display I had ever seen. Once she knew what she was up against, Parvani put in real effort to fight, and for a while, it seemed as if they were evenly matched. The final blow came when Khea grabbed Parvani's wrist, spun around her, and forced her to the ground. “Yield,” Parvani let out, defeated.

Without a word to me or Micha, Khea walked back to Mathias and he led her away. It was all I could think about the rest of the day, and into the next morning. What happened to Khea? Where has she been all this time and why is she so distant now? And since when was she some sort of combat master?

The next day Khea returned alone and challenged Shaz, a move that made me feel that Micha might have been right. Unlike Parvani, Shaz only lasted a measly few minutes before the pain in his leg prompted a yield. That time I was able to catch her before she left.

“Hey, Khea. What’s going on? Why won’t you talk to me?”

“I’m sorry, I’m not allowed to.”

“You’re not allowed to? Says who? That Mathias guy?” It seemed outlandish that anyone should be prevented from seeing me, particularly Khea.

She nodded before she replied, “I’m not supposed to talk to you. Please leave me alone.” Right then a boulder fell from the sky and crushed me. I just wanted to make sure she was alright. Why would someone prevent that? What made it worse was that she went along with it. She hadn’t fought against it or refused to follow his rules. My insides ached in a new kind of pain.

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RS McCoy didn’t ever plan on being a writer. With a career teaching high school science, writing is t he last thing she expected. But life never goes the way you think it will. While battling cancer, she picked up her laptop and let the words flow out. One year later, her first published fantasy novel will be released on Amazon soon and her second novel is in the works. She is a wife, mother of one with another on the way, a scientist, baker, gardener, and life-long science fiction and fantasy addict.

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Sunday, 5 January 2014

The Siege of Ignottia - D. Manuel Mendonca

Happy new year everyone. Finally I am sober enough to be online and respectful again. And to kick off 2014 here is an extract from D. Manuel Mendonca's book The Siege of Ignottia, enjoy...

The Siege of Ignottia (excerpt) - D. Manuel Mendonca

Raven walks away from her friends and lays down on the ground facing the fire.  Andrew places his hand on his face and sighs knowing he had said the wrong things to her.  Owen looks at Andrew with a smirk and lets out a small chuckle before shaking his bow back to compact size.  He walks away from Clara and Andrew and makes himself comfortable on the ground as well.
     “I didn’t mean it the way it came out,” Andrew says, turning towards Clara.
     “I know you didn’t.  But sometimes the best intentions hurt the most, they remind us of our limitations,” Clara smiles at him as she places her hand on his shoulder. “Don’t worry about it right now, get some sleep I’m sure things will be better in the morning.”
     “I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep,” Andrew says with a sigh.
     “Well its better if you try.  You’re no good to us if you’re tired,” Clara says with a smile before she starts to walk away.  She stops after a couple of steps and looks back at the young looking wolf who is hanging his head in shame, “for what it’s worth, thank you for watching over us.  Good to know someone else cares.”
From the Author: I like to think I am an average person, working long hours in a kitchen and spending my free time with my wife.  I also enjoy ghost hunting and anything paranormal.

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