Friday, June 28, 2013

INDIEpendence Day!

Hey guys!

So I survived a week as a leader for my church's girls camp. (Woot!) Had a great time but am so glad to be back home and showered and sleeping in my own bed tonight!Before I do that though, I thought I'd post a little blog to let you know that The Indelibles are hosting their 2nd annual INDIEpendence Day blog hop from July 2-5.

INDIEpendence Day is a great way to showcase some of your favorite indie authors! I know I have several, and will have a tough time choosing which fabulous author to spotlight.

Is there a self-publishd/small press author you love and want to recognize? Anyone can sign up to be a part of it. Here's the link to the blog hop info and signup. I look forward to seeing your recommendations!

INDIEpendence Day SIGN UP (LINK)

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

The Summer Book Crush is here!

Hot sun, hot sand, cool drinks, dark tans. Ahhhh. But your summer won’t be complete until you land a new BOOK BOYFRIEND, right? Lucky for you, we’ve got you covered!

SUMMER BOOK CRUSH offers 50+ titles in many genres. This means 50+ chances to (fictitiously) fall in love. And the best part? Each of these gems is only 99¢, but for a limited time only. The SUMMER BOOK CRUSH event starts on June 26th and ends (yes, even the best things in life end at some point) on June 28th. So don't wait up! Mingle with our BOOK BOYFRIENDS and invite all your friends to participate too. There are plenty of BOOK BOYS to share!
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Find your summer’s fling between the pages of a book. And don't stop on one - after all we have many BOOK BOYFRIENDS for you to mingle with.

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Chameleon now Available + an exclusive sneak peak at More Than Jamie Baker

It feels like it's taken forever, but Chameleon is finally here! 

For small-town rebel Dani Webber magic and monsters are no more real than the Easter Bunny… until the day she accidentally stops time. Dani quickly discovers that not only do supernaturals exist, but she herself is one of them. This is great news for her life-long best friend Russ, who can finally come clean about his own supernatural status and his undying love for her. Before the two can start to enjoy the long overdue relationship, Dani is taken by a powerful council of supernaturals who believe she is the Chosen One destined to save them from extinction.

As if being kidnapped and expected to save the world isn’t bad enough, an ancient prophecy warns of the Chosen One’s dark nature: “Only the truest love will keep her an agent for good.” The council believes they know who this “true love” is and, unfortunately, that person isn’t Russ. The mysterious, powerful and devastatingly handsome Seer is the last person Dani wants in her life, but when she starts having visions of a horrific future, she has no one else to turn to for help.

Soon Dani finds herself torn between two very different boys with two very different opinions of whom she can trust. With the visions getting worse and time running out, Dani is forced to put aside her feelings and work with both the Seer and Russ before an ancient evil is unleashed upon the earth.

Available now for just $3.99 at

Yes, it's a few days early because I will be out in the wilderness and away from all things technology all next week. (Wish me luck!) And if that isn't exciting enough...

Don't Miss the exclusive sneak peak of  More Than Jamie Baker at the end of Chameleon!

That's right! For all you Jamie Baker fans out there who pare patiently awaiting the long over-due sequel, there is an exclusive sneak peak of Jamie Baker #2 at the end of Chameleon. The first three chapters of More Than Jamie Baker are now out there for the world to see!

Friday, June 21, 2013

Interview with Avery & Grayson!

Again, adding to my extras page.... Avery and Grayson stopped by Crazy Four Books blog a while back and spoke with the lovely Brenda. Chaos and flirting ensued... I've got the interview here, but be sure to check out Brenda's blog CRAZY FOUR BOOKS too. It's a good one. 

Brenda:  So, Grayson… Science Club, huh?

Grayson: *cringes*

Brenda: It was sooo sweet that you were willing to be dorkified for Avery! What was your favorite part?

Grayson: First of all, I was not dorkified. I made the science club cool. *really thinks for a minute then sighs* Okay, no, nothing can make science club cool. But it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. My favorite part was working on my experiment with Avery. She gave me free reign over her social life. She had to do whatever I wanted her to.

Avery: Within reason!

Grayson: Anything I wanted. It was awesome.

Brenda: Avery, what is your favorite thing about Grayson?

Avery: Grayson will tell you that he’s not a nice person, but that’s not true. He is the sweetest guy I have ever met. A little too incorrigible sometimes, maybe, but still sweet. And considerate. He is always thinking of me.

Grayson: That’s true. I’m always thinking about her. I’m even thinking about her right now. *grins wickedly at Brenda* You want to guess what I’m thinking?

Avery: *gasps* No! She doesn’t! Grayson! Please behave yourself!

Brenda: *blushes* *Clears her throat* Okay, Grayson, what is your favorite thing about Avery?

Grayson: Definitely her boobs.

Avery: Grayson! *smacks Grayson on the shoulder* Oh my gosh! STOP!

Grayson: *laughs* I’m kidding. Actually, it’s that—when she shrieks at me like that and turns all red. Isn’t she adorable when she blushes?

Brenda: Very adorable. So, Avery, when you finally got to read Grayson’s journal, what was your favorite entry?

Avery: I think it was the one he wrote after meeting the science club kids for the first time. Grayson is always so confident, but he’s kind of scared of my friends. I think it’s really cute.

Grayson: She means sexy.

Brenda: Speaking of sexy… *fans herself* Have you given Avery any more dance lessons?

Grayson: I have yet to get her in a club, but it’s on my to-do list.

Avery: Not in this lifetime.

Brenda: Still not a fan of dancing?

Avery: No. It freaks me out.

Brenda: So what’s your favorite thing to do when you hang out with Grayson?

Avery: I like to keep things low key. I love it when we’re just vegging on the couch together watching the TV. Of course, Grayson usually has trouble focusing on whatever we’re watching… And keeping his hands to himself… *shoots Grayson a meaningful look then rolls her eyes at Brenda* We’re working on his attention span.

Grayson: *frowns at Avery* That’s not my fault. You’re way more fascinating than all of those nerd shows you make us watch. My attention span is fine—when the activity is right. *Slides his arm over Avery’s shoulder and grins at Brenda* I could spend hours every day making out with Avery and never lose focus. She’s an amazing kisser.

Avery: *chokes* *blushes* *slaps her hands over her face*

Grayson: See? Adorable! *winks*

Brenda: *laughs* *Feels bad for Avery and attempts to help distract her from her panic attack by asking another question* Avery! How is your diary coming along? The one Grayson gave you... Have you filled it yet?

Avery: *grumbles* It will be much fuller after this interview.

Grayson: *laughs and then stares at Avery with a big, goofy, love-sick smile*

Brenda: *grins at the adorable couple* Grayson, do you plan to ask her the big question?

Grayson: *turns to Avery and mumbles…* What does she mean? I thought we didn’t have a script for this thing. Was I supposed to ask you something?

Avery: *giggles* She’s talking about ‘popping the question.’ As in proposing…?

Grayson: *startles so badly he falls out of his chair* Oh! Um… Marriage? *clears his throat* Well… I… Um… I hadn’t… I mean… Um…

Avery: *takes pity on her floundering boyfriend and comes to his rescue* I think what he’s trying to say is that maybe a proposal is a bit premature. I’m only a freshman in college—not even nineteen yet. I think Grayson and I would both like to finish school before we start thinking about anything like that.

Grayson: School! Right! We definitely want to finish school first! I mean, what’s the rush, you know? *glances at Avery with a slightly panicked expression* Right?

Avery: *giggles again* Right. There’s no rush. I don’t need a ring to know how much you love me.

Grayson: *smiles sheepishly at Brenda* I don’t deserve this girl.

"Post Shower Avery and Grayson Things" (The Avery Shaw Diaries #6)

In case you missed them I'm putting them, I'm posting all the entries of the Avery Diaries here so that they can be easily found on my extras page. :)  There is, however, still time to enter the giveaway. Just click the link for the Avery Shaw Diaries in the upper left had corner of my blog. And a special thanks to ColorimetryReading TeenI Am A Reader, Not A WriterBook Passion For LifeConfessions of a Bookaholic and A Life Bound By Books for originally hosting these stories! You guys are the best!

"Post Shower Avery and Grayson Things"

Dear Diary,

He brought me roses! No one has ever given me roses! When he showed up holding a giant bouquet my face turned the same color as the flowers, but he was still so sweet to bring them. It didn’t really help the whole not-a-date thing, but I didn’t care. I loved them.

Grayson is completely crazy. Hilarious and sweet beyond compare, but absolutely insane. Tonight he brought me a list that he’d titled Post Shower Avery and Grayson Things. He had this silly notion that he and I needed “things” the way couples have things—like a song, or a place… When I argued that we weren’t a couple, he said we were science partners, which was just as important. He said in order for the Avery Shaw Experiment to be successful, we, as partners, needed to have a solid foundation to build our relationship on.  

In a way he was right. We are going to be working very closely together for the next while, and the subject of our experiment is very personal. The more we know each other the better we’ll work together. I hadn’t really thought about it before, but Grayson and I haven’t spent much time together on our own.

Of course I knew him. Or, I knew the image he puts on for people. But until tonight, I’d never really seen much of the real him. I can’t tell you how surprised I am. I mean I knew he came to my rescue with Aiden, so I knew he was nice, but I had no idea he could be so… so… again I am at a loss for words to describe him. He went above and beyond tonight. This whole evening was crazy, but it was incredible! I can’t remember the last time I had so much fun or laughed so much.

First, Grayson took me to dinner at a place widely known for doing karaoke on Friday nights. I about had a heart attack when he pulled into the parking lot. I was going to refuse to go inside, but Grayson promised me that under no circumstances whatsoever would I have to sing. If I’d had any idea what he was planning, I’d have made him promise that he wouldn’t sing either. I’ll never make that mistake again.

We ordered dinner and then Grayson asked to see the song catalog. (This is where he’d shown me the Post Shower Avery and Grayson list.) He told that we needed a song to add to that list, then made me randomly open the catalog and point with my eyes closed. Whatever song my finger landed on would become “our” song.

“Ring My Bell” by Anita Ward.

I laughed. It was funny. But then Grayson made his way to the stage and I stopped laughing. I knew what he was going to do, and I felt like crawling under the table to hide. First, he apologized to the crowd for what was about to happen, but explained that the song he was about to sing was “our” song and he just had to sing it for me.

Oh my gosh! Grayson didn’t just sing that song. He performed it like a pro! He danced around the stage belting out the song in his best falsetto. He made a complete fool of himself, but he did it for me. To make me laugh. He did it to level the playing field between us so that I wouldn’t be so intimidated by him or feel like such a geek around him. And once I got over the horror of everyone looking at me, it worked. He looked like the biggest dork ever up there. I can’t believe he sacrificed his own dignity just to make me feel less shy around him. It was the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me.

I laughed until there were tears in my eyes, and “Ring My Bell” is definitely now “our” song. Forever. Kind of like “showering together” and “smiley face stickers” are “our” things. (He’d added both of those things to the list before he’d picked me up tonight.)

The ridiculousness didn’t stop there either. Grayson took us all around the city on this strange sort of scavenger hunt to acquire a bunch of “things.” Among other things, chocolate milkshakes, pennies that you smash into souvenirs, and llamas are all now our things too. Yes, I said llamas! I knew we had a llama farm here in Spanish Fork, but I’d never been to it. Neither had Grayson, so he said it was the perfect place to make “our place” since we could experience it for the first time together. Did you know you can rent llamas? When Grayson learned that he freaked out. He insists that once it warms up we are going to go hiking together on llamas!

"Most Definitely A Real Date" (The Avery Shaw Diaries #5)

In case you missed them I'm putting them, I'm posting all the entries of the Avery Diaries here so that they can be easily found on my extras page. :)  There is, however, still time to enter the giveaway. Just click the link for the Avery Shaw Diaries in the upper left had corner of my blog. And a special thanks to ColorimetryReading TeenI Am A Reader, Not A WriterBook Passion For LifeConfessions of a Bookaholic and A Life Bound By Books for originally hosting these stories! You guys are the best!

"Most Definitely A Real Date"

I’m taking Avery out on our first date tonight. I don’t really count New Years Eve because the girl was beyond messed up that night and she only stuck around for about fifteen minutes. That was more like an emergency rescue than a date. Tonight will be a real one—no matter what Avery says.

When I called to ask what time Aves wanted me to pick her up for our date, she immediately brought up the fact that this was a school project. Not a date. Whatever. She claims to be stuck between bargaining and guilt, but clearly the girl is still dealing with some major denial. We’re totally going on a date tonight. I think I’ll bring her roses just to prove it.

At first I thought about taking her out on a group date with a bunch of my friends, but I decided against that for several reasons. One, they’re all going to go see a movie, and after I nearly jumped Aves yesterday I don’t think taking her to a dark theater where the armrests between the seats can be lifted up is the best idea.

More than my lack of self-control, though, I want to have Avery all to myself for the night. Avery is so shy. She tends to clam up or fade into the background when she’s around my friends, and I want the opposite from her tonight. I want her to open up to me.

It occurred to me while we were studying yesterday that I don’t really know Aves very well. Of course I know her, but we’ve never hung out much before. In fact, up until she’d asked me to help her with her Aiden-purging, I’d never even been in her bedroom before.

I have this idea in my head of who she is, but now that I think about it, that’s mostly based on what I know about my brother. I can’t really picture her separately from Aiden any better than she can. Well, I don’t particularly care much for my brother right now. I don’t want to associate Avery with him anymore.

There’s got to be more to Avery than just the fact that she’s Aiden’s best friend. I want to see that side of her. I want to learn what she likes and doesn’t like, not what Aiden likes and doesn’t like. I want to see how she handles things when she doesn’t have him there to lean on.

Tonight for our date, I am going to take Avery to do something she’s never done before. I want tonight to be one hundred percent The Avery and Grayson Show. Aiden is so not invited—literally or metaphorically. Call me selfish, but I’m taking Avery out. Not Aiden. I don’t want him to be there in any way, shape or form. I want Avery’s thoughts and feelings to be centered on me. Not stuck on that stupid, selfish punk and what he did to her. I want her to smile all night long damn it. And I want her to laugh. A lot. Girl has such an adorable laugh. She needs to use it more often. In fact, that gives me a great idea. I just figured out what we’re going to do tonight.

"Self Control, Or Lack Thereof" (The Avery Shaw Diaries #4)

In case you missed them I'm putting them, I'm posting all the entries of the Avery Diaries here so that they can be easily found on my extras page. :)  There is, however, still time to enter the giveaway. Just click the link for the Avery Shaw Diaries in the upper left had corner of my blog. And a special thanks to ColorimetryReading TeenI Am A Reader, Not A WriterBook Passion For LifeConfessions of a Bookaholic and A Life Bound By Books for originally hosting these stories! You guys are the best!

"Self Control, Or Lack Thereof"

I am such an idiot. I totally screwed up tonight. But Aves was just so cute that I forgot I can’t treat her like any other girl.

It started after school when she came up to me in the parking lot after school, all red in the face, saying she had something for me. I was intrigued, but it just turned out to be the boxer shorts I’d pinned to her wall last night. I was a little bummed that she didn’t want to keep them, but, then, she did seem almost petrified of them. She blushed so deep when she handed them over that you’d think she’d been the one to take them off me personally. It was hilarious! The girl seriously kills me with how prude she is.

Then, as if that weren’t enough, she demanded that I let her help me study for my physics test. She actually crossed her arms and stomped her foot down when I started to say that wasn’t necessary. She was trying so hard to look stern and I laughed at her because Avery is not the stubborn demanding type. When I laughed, she got mad and yelled at me that she knows I’m smarter than I give myself credit for and that she was going to prove it to me, and I had to just deal with it.

Part of me wanted to laugh again because she was being so adorable, but I had this strange feeling in my chest that kept me from doing it. I didn’t know what to say. Nobody ever thinks I’m smart, and they definitely wouldn’t go out of their way to help me fix my grades. I’ve never really had anyone believe in me like that before except for my parents.

Avery is too freaking sweet for her own good. My brother is such a tool for throwing her away like he did. The idiot. Oh well. His loss is my gain. I’ve decided that Avery is mine now, and I’m not giving her back to him even if he does manage to pull his head out of his butt someday and realize what a mistake he made.

Anyway, back to Avery. I really hate studying, but how could I say no to her? I plopped her in the front seat of my car and took her back to her place where I had my first ever study-date that actually involved studying. Well, it had the pretense of studying. My textbook was open anyway.

Avery was trying to help me study, but it was really hard to concentrate when we were on her bed and she smelled good enough to eat. I think it was her shampoo. She had her hair in these two braids like some kind of farmer, and every time she leaned close to me to point something out in my book, her hair would brush against me and I’d get this whiff of strawberries and cream. It was driving me crazy!

Avery was trying so hard to keep me focused, but all I could think about were those adorable braids. I kept tugging on them and I knew it was driving her insane, but I seriously couldn’t help myself. Finally she snapped at me to stop it, so I pulled the rubber bands out of her hair and untangled the braids.
Bad idea. Taking a girl’s hair down is such a turn on.

Aves froze when I started undoing her braids. I didn’t mean to invade her personal space like that, but once I’d started I couldn’t stop myself. The moment was too freaking hot! I got the braids undone and then ran my fingers through her hair to shake it out.

I wanted to kiss her so bad. Her lips were right there. My hands were tangled in her hair. I wanted to lay her back on the absurd mound of stuffed animals behind us, and kiss away all of her innocence.

Too late, I realized my mistake. The girl was freaked out. Her face was white as a sheet and she stared at me with her big blue eyes full of shock. She’d also stopped breathing.

I waited for her to go into one of her panic fits, but it’s like she was too shocked to even accomplish that. Since she wasn’t having a complete meltdown, I decided to go with the whole pretend-it-didn’t-happen tactic. I shrugged, told her the braids had looked too dorky—even though they didn’t—and then asked some really stupid question about something sciencey.

Avery let it drop, but she wasn’t the same after that. She sat further away from me, she spoke a lot softer and a lot less, and she didn’t laugh again for the rest of the night.

I wanted to kick myself for being so stupid! I know Avery isn’t the kind of girl who makes out just because the moment is right. She hasn’t even ever been kissed! I’m a world-class jerk just for thinking about it!

I am so in over my head with this project. I had no idea it would be so hard to control myself with Aves. I mean it’s Avery for crying out loud! She’s practically been a little sister to me all my life. And she’s not even hot! She’s only cute. But all of the sudden cute has become irresistible. The girl is constantly in my head. She’s under my skin. I even asked her to go out with me tomorrow night, and I wasn’t thinking about the experiment. I just want to take her out.

I’ve got to keep it together. I’m going to have to plan something in a large group and very public. No more hanging out alone together, or I’m going to end up kissing her, and it’ll probably send her into a shock coma.

"Too Hot To Handle" (The Avery Shaw Diaries #3)

In case you missed them I'm putting them, I'm posting all the entries of the Avery Diaries here so that they can be easily found on my extras page. :)  There is, however, still time to enter the giveaway. Just click the link for the Avery Shaw Diaries in the upper left had corner of my blog. And a special thanks to ColorimetryReading TeenI Am A Reader, Not A WriterBook Passion For LifeConfessions of a Bookaholic and A Life Bound By Books for originally hosting these stories! You guys are the best!

"Too Hot To Handle"

Dear Diary,

I think I’ve gotten myself in over my head as far as Grayson is concerned. It’s not that I don’t like him. I do. How could I not? He’s so nice! He’s been so thoughtful and amazing since Aiden dumped me. But I completely overestimated my ability to handle his… I don’t know what to call it. His Grayson-ness, I guess. He’s just so confident. And charismatic. And smooth. And gorgeous. And flirty. And utterly ruled by his hormones.

I was an idiot for thinking he wouldn’t affect me.

I gave him back his boxer shorts after school today—which was completely mortifying. He seemed disappointed that I didn’t want to keep the gift. It was kind of cute in a really weird he-wanted-me-to-keep-his-underwear way. I didn’t want to offend him, but I just couldn’t keep his intimate apparel up on my wall!

I explained to him that I want to fill the spot on my wall with a collage of souvenirs from our experiment and promised I’d pin up a sheet of smiley face stickers in honor of his crazy underpants incident. That seemed to placate him. Considering the way I blushed, he knew that the stickers would be plenty to help me remember what he’d done. In fact, I’ll never look at a smiley face again without picturing Grayson half naked. Not that Grayson needs to know that!

After that I made the mistake of inviting him back to my house. We needed to study for his physics test but I didn’t want to go to his house where I might run into Aiden, and he refused to go to the library. I can’t believe he is so scared of the library! It’s not like he’ll catch dork cooties or something if he walks inside. Well, considering he was the one driving us, he won the argument and we ended up back at my house. Where we were alone since my mom doesn’t get home from work until dinnertime.

Mistake number two was deciding to study in my bedroom. On my bed. The kitchen table would have been a much wiser idea. I always study on my bed, so I didn’t even think about it. Plus, it was Grayson! Not only is he older and popular and only interested in tall, athletic, gorgeous bomb-shell girls, he’s practically family. I never in a million years thought he’d be his normal player self with me.

Then again, he is Grayson Kennedy. I don’t think he almost kissed me on purpose. I think he just got bored with studying and switched to autopilot. Making out is just what you do when you’re Grayson Kennedy and you’re alone with a girl on her bed.

He had this weird fascination with my hair. He kept pulling it like we were in second grade. When I got mad and snapped at him to cut it out—also very elementary school behavior, sadly—he tugged the ponytails off my braids and started undoing my hair.


There was something about him taking my hair down that gave me cardiac arrest. His hands were so gentle, and they moved so slowly, and he was leaning in so close… The moment was so intimate that he may as well have been undressing me!

There was a second there, when he finished undoing my braids and raked his hands through my hair in an attempt to comb it out a little, that his eyes fell to my lips and I thought he was going to kiss me. No, that’s not quite right. He looked like he was going to push me back on my bed and make out with me until I passed out.

I froze. I had no idea what to do. I couldn’t have done anything even if I did know what I wanted. I couldn’t think. Grayson had obliterated my ability to use my brain!

I was thrown into panic like I’ve never experienced. Panic so intense that I simply shut down. Strangely, I was so shocked that I couldn’t freak out. I didn’t start to cry or even hyperventilate. I couldn’t because I’d stopped breathing. Stopped processing. Couldn’t move if my life depended on it. I was completely transformed like one of those kids who’d been petrified by a basilisk in Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.

I saw it in Grayson’s eyes the moment he realized what he was doing, and that he was about to do it to me, of all people. He looked as shocked as I was, but he snapped out of it almost immediately and plastered a ridiculously handsome smile on his face.

He tousled my hair and teased me about my dorky braids as if nothing had happened at all. I didn’t know how he could switch gears so fast, but then, obviously he hadn’t been as affected by the moment as me.

I was a mess though. I couldn’t snap out of it until Grayson asked me a question about his homework. Science was something I understood, something I could process, so I grabbed on to his question like it was a lifeline. I managed to not panic, but I never did calm down the rest of the night.

I have no idea how I’ll ever be able to act normal around him again. I have to figure it out though because he wants to work on our experiment tomorrow night. I really hope that whatever he plans, it’s somewhere very public. I don’t think hanging out with him alone is a very good idea anymore. Maybe not even at all. At this rate, he’s likely to kill me long before we get to the science fair.  

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Giveaway for all you book bloggers!

Calling all book bloggers! Sign up to be part of the Summer Book Crush event and be entered to win our blogger giveaway of a $50 - $100 gift card! (There will be two winners.)

I have joined over 40 other authors in one of the biggest ebook sales of the summer, with dozens of ebooks being offered for just $0.99 each!

We're asking any willing book bloggers to help us promote this event, and as thanks all posting bloggers will be entered in our giveaway.

The event will run from June 26th through June 28th.

We will provide all the necessary information and the HTML post by June 20th. You will need to post on the morning of June 26th (no later than at 9am Pacific Standard Time = 6am Eastern Standard Time). You are also asked to promote the event by posting on Facebook, sending tweets etc.

Each of the participating bloggers will be entered into our giveaway. There will be two winners - each will take home a $50 to $100 gift card!

When your post is live on June 26th, please go back to the signup document and record the actual link to the post.

Thank you!

The signups are now open at:

Feel free to pass the info along to any of your other blogging friends!