Friday, July 11, 2014

Prismatic Review and Interview with author Sarah Elle Emm



Prismatic
Rare glimpses of birds are the only reminder of the freedoms Rain Hawkins once had. Now segregated into a mixed-race zone within the United Zones of the Authority, under tyrannical rule of President Nicks, Rain is forced to endure the bleak conditions set upon her. The possibility of a way out arises when Rain discovers an organized resistance called The Freedom Front, and learns that she, along with many other multi-racial people, has special abilities. Determined to overcome her situation, Rain sets out on a mission with the resistance that will fill her life with wonder, romance, and the undying hope for a better world.

     
My Review


Rain’s world was turned upside down when the US voted in a new president and she decided that she alone would decided the fate of the citizens. They were sorted according to race and separated into zones. All of the non whites were second class, but none were as low as the mixed races. Rain’s family consisted of an African American father and white mother and they  were moved to the mixed zone and made to work 12 hour days. School, marriage and having babies were not allowed. They were barely given enough to eat and all fun was removed from their lives. Most of the citizens of the Indy Mixed zone were depressed, some were even suicidal.
Then Rain, her brother Daktari and her best friend Zi learn of some other kids their own age who are trying to change things and they want to help.  But what can a handful of young people do to change things? They were about to find out.
Prismatic begins with a heartbreaking scene of a family being taken from their home in the dead of night. I was anxious to know the details and in the first few paragraphs very few are revealed. The truth of Rain’s situation is slowly revealed and I have to admit that the drama and tragedy that is her story was one that had me spellbound. I got to experience her emotional transition to her new life, her sadness at seeing her mom fall apart and then find hope for the future and even felt her fall in love. Rain is an amazing character. She remained optimistic for her little brother and her parents. She was a great friend to Zi ,her neighbor and new best friend. She thirsted for knowledge and her spirit couldn’t be broken.
This was one of the best books I’ve had the pleasure of reading this year.  The characters had depth and likeability. The story was just real enough for you to believe that it might actually happen. The emotions were at the surface and it was easy to be the characters and feel everything right along with them.  I enjoyed reading this story from start to finish and at the end I immediately wanted to jump into the second book. I enthusiastically give Prismatic 5 stars! I highly recommend this book!



Hi, Sarah. Whenever I interview people I like to delve a little into their background to find out what makes them, well … them. With that said, thanks for taking the time to answer my questions. I’m certain your readers will be happy to learn more about their favorite author! So, let’s start with the basics… You mentioned in your bio that you’re an “Evansville, Indiana native.” Stated like that, I can only presume you enjoyed living there. Would you share some of your experiences with us? As a child, what did you do for fun? Were there any unique hobbies? What was growing up, in a fairly large city, like for you? I definitely enjoyed growing up in Evansville, a city founded along the banks of the Ohio River in southern Indiana, and I suppose you could say, growing up in a river town is fairly unique. My childhood revolved around the river. One of my earliest memories of family time is Dad fastening my life jacket and tossing me into the murky brown, turbulent currents of the river and forcing me to learn how to water ski. Yes, I said forcing. Dad, always the adventure seeker, wanted my siblings and me to try everything. And Dad has a wicked sense of humor. When he tossed my older sister in the same water a few years before me, he started chanting the theme music to JAWS; you know “da-dum-da-dum-da-dum,” over and over and told her to make sure she got up out of the water on the first try. Mom always found his fear tactics amusing or maybe she just couldn’t control him, so she encouraged us to conquer fear alongside her. By the way, he made her jump in and learn to ski in that same water the year they got married. Once I conquered my fear of the Ohio’s undertow and learned how to water ski, I loved the river. We spent every free moment there either skiing, tubing, wake-boarding or swimming. We did a lot of swimming in that nasty water and loved every second of it. My grandpa from north of Evansville always referred to my siblings and me as river rats, and we didn’t mind at all. I admit. I’m a river rat through and through. Some of the best memories I have are from my river days. We went on boat trips and locked through dams as we traveled the Ohio and often went by boat for dinner to restaurants like the local favorite, “Dog Town,” located along the river banks. When the family wasn’t on the river, we were seeking adventure elsewhere. White water rafting in West Virginia, hiking through mountains in Whistler, Canada, scuba diving and snorkeling in the Virgin Islands, camping, and house boating on a lake in Tennessee, were just a few of the things we did for fun. On summers we spent at the lake, Dad would travel back and forth for work, and Mom would stay alone with us in the middle of an inlet, where Dad would secure the boat to trees along the shoreline. We didn’t have phones, internet, or TV. Once a day, Mom would drive us by speed boat into the local dock, about a fifteen minute trip, and we would call Dad using a pay phone just to check in. Mom would protect the boat from invading raccoons in the middle of the night with a broom, (we never had any weapons), and nudge copperhead snakes away from our boat during the day with that same broom. We wouldn’t bath in fresh water for weeks and would jump in the lake, get out, lather up with shampoo, and jump in the lake again. That was our bath. At the end of the summer when we’d go home and shower, we’d wash off most of our “tans” AKA dirt. When we weren’t traveling we still had fun in town. Dad built tree houses for us in our backyard, two to be exact, and we played hard all day outdoors. The Hadi Shrine Circus is in Evansville every Thanksgiving holiday, and my grandpa at one time hired the acts. We spent every Thanksgiving afternoon watching the circus and getting to go backstage and meet the performers before getting together for a family feast. Dad plays drums and the bagpipes, so we went to a lot of rock-n-roll band gigs, and marched alongside him in bagpipe parades nearly every Saturday. Sundays, we’d be at church where Mom taught Sunday school and sang in the choir. Mom has the most infectious laugh, and she is known to lose herself hysterically laughing from time to time. I’ll never forget the year she was in the Christmas play at church, and the three wise men messed up their lines so many times. Mom was sitting in the middle of stage and just started laughing uncontrollably. The entire congregation was speechless at first, waiting for her to pull herself together, but then a chain reaction started. Mom had the entire place hysterical, laughing to the point of tears, for a good ten minutes before the show could go on. The pastor hugged Mom after and thanked her for providing the most memorable and entertaining Christmas play he had witnessed in his entire career. So, yes, growing up in Evansville was a blast and I proudly call myself a native, but to be honest, I believe my parents could have made any spot on the globe exciting.  

 In perusing your bio, I did notice that you have traveled extensively. Did you and your family travel when you were younger, or did this desire to travel come from books you might have read? As I touched on briefly, my parents took us everywhere. Whether the five of us were piling in the Dodge Ram van to drive twenty hours to the Florida Keys or driving four hours to the lake, we were on the go. We went to St. Croix in the U.S. Virgin Islands many times, and also to British Colombia, Vancouver Island, Toronto, Niagara Falls, and many places around the U.S.A. I remember looking through Dad’s old photo album from one summer he spent backpacking through Europe, and I definitely wanted to do something like that. When I was twelve, I got my first opportunity to go overseas. Mom accompanied as a chaperon on an educational tour of Germany and Austria, and that’s all it took. Suddenly, I needed to go back to Europe, and I had the travel bug bad. If there was a study abroad opportunity through school, my parents encouraged me to apply. I was accepted into the Indiana University Honors Program when I was sixteen and spent that summer living with a German family in Krefeld, Germany. That was followed by a summer studying in Puebla, Mexico with my university and then a semester in Grantham, England. While in England, I traveled to many British cities, but I also explored other countries, such as Spain, France, Italy, Switzerland, Scotland, and Austria. Later, I traveled with Eastern Tennessee State University to Germany for the summer. After I finished college, I lived in Freiburg, Germany for six months and attended the International House. A few months later, I flew to Mexico. During my one year in Mexico, I lived in Guadalajara and Puerto Vallarta, and worked in a coffee shop, taught English, learned Spanish, and volunteered in an orphanage. When I met my husband, Charles, we discovered we had a “Crucian” connection. He had spent many years working on the island of St. Croix, where the natives are called “Crucians”, and where my family had spent a decade vacationing. The next thing you know, I’m moving with Romeo to St. Croix and getting married. We lived in St. Croix for one year and then St. Thomas, for another year. Before moving to Naples last year, we spent a year on Sanibel Island, and I promise you, I don’t want to move ever again. But you can’t take the travel bug out of this girl. Next summer, my husband is taking me and the kids with him as he teaches cooking classes on a cruise ship traveling around Greece. I can’t wait to cross Greece off of my bucket list.  

 Are there additional places/countries you have visited that aren’t listed in your bio? Which one is your favorite, and why? (As an aside, I’ve been planning to visit Sanibel Island myself. Are the beaches truly covered in shells or is that completely exaggerated)? First off, to answer your question, Sanibel Island, where I spent one year, is definitely worth the visit. Yes, there are shells everywhere. Sometimes you’re not sure they are, but then you wade into the water a little and can feel them in the sand. You can collect quite a variety, or even visit the Shell Museum, which is huge and full of shell history and information about the various types found around Sanibel. Sanibel is eighty percent wildlife refuge also, so be sure to visit one of the refuge centers to go hiking and see exotic birds, bob-cats, reptiles, manatee, and even alligators. Or maybe you’ll be lucky, as I often was, and have an alligator or three cross the road in front of you. As I rambled about earlier, I’ve traveled to a few places, but let me be thorough … I’ve visited Denmark, where my best friend, Sonja, is from, Holland, Canada, Germany, France, Switzerland, Austria, Italy, England, Scotland, Mexico, Grand Cayman, the Bahamas, and the U.S.V.I., including St. John. Some of my favorite cities are Bath, London, and Cambridge, in England and Freiburg and Munich in Germany, and Sevilla, Spain, where I had front row seats to a Flamenco show. Probably, my favorite country I’ve visited so far is Italy. I’ve only been to Milan, Florence, Rome, and Venice, but I’ve traveled back to Italy on three separate occasions. Venice just really stood out in my mind as unforgettable. I loved when I went to mail postcards how water was lapping into the post office. Venice is on water, and the architecture is amazing with canals and bridges connecting the city. It’s like stepping into a painting, which reminds me, one of my favorite things about Europe in general is exploring art museums and seeing classics from history books up close in person. It’s magical.    

So, childhood came and went; you graduated from high school and when you decided to further your education, you opted for The University of Evansville. This brings up two questions for me. Firstly, why did you stay in Evansville versus a campus further away from where you grew up? Secondly, why a University versus a College? Well, I love my family, so to be honest; I wanted to stay close to home. I could visit my parents and grandparents whenever I wanted, meet up with them for Sunday family dinners, and find time to go cruising down the river with them too. Also, the University of Evansville has a tremendous amount of study abroad opportunities, including the British manor and campus they own in England, Harlaxton College, which I mentioned I attended for one semester. So, I actually spent a great deal of time out of the country while earning my college credits and degrees. Another reason I suppose I ended up there was because my grandfather and dad both attended UE before me. My grandpa actually attended UE when it was called Evansville College, before it became a university. To answer your second question, I never really considered universities versus colleges. I only wanted a program big enough to get my four year bachelor’s degree and one that meant I could keep traveling.    

Sarah, I have found that almost every single author has had a love of reading begin at a very early age. Do you remember when and how yours started? While I can’t recall the exact moment I became obsessed with reading, which I certainly was, I do recall one of the first books that left an impression on me… The Secret of the Mansion, a Trixie Belden mystery by Julie Campbell pulled me in from the start, and I remember feeling as though I were part of the story and wanting to have that feeling again. I remember making the connection while reading it that words strung together in sentences on paper could actually take your imagination to wonderful places, and I wanted to not only keep reading but also write my own stories one day. Some of my favorite childhood books were A Girl of the Limberlost by Gene Stratton Porter, (who was an Indiana author by the way), The Upstairs Room by Johanna Reiss, Freedom Train: The Story of Harriet Tubman, Pippi Longstocking by Astrid Lindgren, and The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis.    

I’m also guessing that somewhere along the way, you discovered the joys of writing. When did that happen? My mom was always writing short stories in her notebook or on her typewriter, and I remember walking past her typewriter when she wasn’t sitting behind it and feeling this urge to go over and create my own story. Blank sheets of paper had the same effect on me, and I finally attempted my first story on Mom’s typewriter at age seven. I didn’t get very far, being distracted by the adventures to be had outside my door, but I wrote my first poem that year. In my heart, from age seven and on, I always knew that one day, if I had it my way, I’d write my own books. Over the years, I kept travel journals and wrote short stories, and I finally finished my first novel-length story in my late twenties. I’ve been writing ever since.    

 
Moving on to your books, it looks like you have published three, with a fourth currently in the works. Let’s talk about Marrying Missy first. What sparked the idea for this novel? Based on what I’ve read, this looks like a fun read. Did you enjoy writing it? Being that this was your initial book, did you have any issues arise due to lack of experience and/or know how? (And … I just have to share that I chuckled at the name of the publishing company. Love it). Marrying Missy was the second novel I actually completed although my first to be published. I wanted it to be fun, like chick lit, while at the same time giving people a seriousness that is found in some women’s fiction. It is a story of an unlikely friendship, set in the days leading up to a wedding. The main character, Tate, and her best friend, Missy, come from different backgrounds, which often lead to disputes between them. The story follows Tate as she struggles with her own marriage and the impossible demands of Missy as the wedding approaches. Some of the themes are marriage, prejudice, racism, loyalty, and materialism, but at the heart of the story, the main point I wanted to leave with readers is that we should think about how we judge people around us. Missy’s character is an extreme example of how each of us, in our own ways, can be quick to assess strangers based off of appearance alone. Missy doesn’t just hate a certain group of people. She hates everyone who isn’t exactly like her. And as far as inspiration for this story, I suppose I’ve met one too many “Missy” types on my travels, and I have witnessed prejudice in a multitude of settings and countries. I wanted this to be a fun read, but one that might make people take a moment to think about how we treat one another. I too had to laugh when I first discovered the publisher, Bird Brain Publishing, but felt certain they would have a good sense of humor, which you’d have to have to appreciate this novel. Even though they are a small press, I felt quite impressed with their knowledge and handling of my manuscript from the editing stages to publication. I am so happy they were the ones to publish my first novel.    




Your next book out was:  

Prismatic, which is not only the first book of the Harmony Run Series, but also a YA (young adult) read. Did anything prompt the change from adult to YA? Being that this is part of a series; did you experience any difficulty with the writing, the plot, and/or knowing how/where to end each book? I think YA is such a popular genre for adults and teens alike, and as an adult I enjoy reading YA from time to time. I wasn’t sure I ever would try writing in this genre, but then one afternoon I dozed off on my loveseat and had this crystal clear dream about the teenagers from the Harmony Run Series. I woke up and literally ran to my kitchen table and opened up my notebook and started filling it with notes about the characters and the plot. I had never been so inspired to create a story. So, I guess I didn’t really a have a choice. I had to write this YA series. Knowing where to end each book hasn’t really been an issue. I’ve just gone with my instincts, but I have to admit, this has been the most challenging and rewarding story I’ve ever written. Though I want each book to leave the reader satisfied and excited, each book is ultimately part of a puzzle that won’t be complete until the end of book four, which I am currently writing.


  
Opalescent is the second book of your series, and also your most recently published. The books/series sound quite interesting (even though I’m no longer a young adult) and I’m curious if you have based any of the characters on people in your life? How fun is this series to write? Will you continue writing YA books once the “Harmony Runs Series” is completed, or will you vacillate between the two genres? The main character is a multiracial girl named Rain and the cast of characters are from varying cultural backgrounds. The main message in this series is that is doesn’t matter what we look like on the outside, we’re all just humans. The story deals head on with racism in a futuristic segregated dystopian society, and it is important to stress that this series is about good overcoming evil and love and hope finding a way. While none of the characters are based on people specifically, many friends, family, and experience have all helped shape the characters. Unfortunately, I’ve seen and heard a lot of racism around the world, and it has bothered me my entire life. I never understood why anyone would teach their children that one skin color or one religion or one culture was better than another. It was brought to my attention growing up, that my family is a little more diverse than the average family. I have cousins, nieces, and relatives that are Korean, Caucasian, Middle Eastern, African American, Mexican, Multiracial, Taiwanese, and I have German, British, and Welsh ancestry. I’ve witnessed and heard of too many ugly incidents my family and friends, especially multiracial ones, have dealt with, and it makes my heart hurt. Other inspirations for this story were the Holocaust, apartheid, slavery, post WWII division of Germany, Checkpoint Charlie, and present day concentration camps in North Korea. I grew up learning about history and my travels allowed me to visit certain places like concentration camps and Checkpoint Charlie, which helped mold the world of the “Harmony Run Series.” When my own multiracial children were born, people made comments about my daughters; suggesting they weren’t white or black enough and asking what kind of baby doll they would identity with since they aren’t one specific “race.” The subject was brought up by strangers at the grocery store; even trying to figure out what ethnicity their dad is since something about them was “different” than me… I guess shortly before I had that dream that I have previously mentioned, I was toying with the idea… What if I wrote a story where multiracial characters could help teach the world about how we treat one another? I know it’s just a fiction series, but I at least wanted to attempt to get the conversation started. It really, truly does not matter whether we are purple, pink, blue or orange… And, I honestly believe that. This series has been so much fun and very intense to write. I genuinely care about these teens unlike any characters before. I think about them all of the time, and since this series has taken me literally years to write, I’ve thought about them a lot. When I’m finished with the fourth and final book, which I am writing now, I will be sad. No doubt about it. However, I have already started taking notes for another YA fantasy I plan to write. I also still enjoy women’s fiction, and I’ve written one suspense manuscript, yet to be published, so I am keeping myself open to writing in a few genres.    

In closing, is there anything else you would like to share with our/your readers? Words of wisdom? Funny happenstance? Well, I don’t feel as if I’ve reached a point yet where I can dish out ‘words of wisdom’ per se, but … I’ll leave you with one of my favorite inspirational quotes. “It’s never too late to be what you might have been.” ~ George Eliot I just love that. I keep it beside my desk. For me, it gives me a feeling of hope. It’s never too late. Thank you so much for taking time to interview me!  

You’re so very welcome Sarah. I truly enjoyed learning more about you and your experiences as well as seeing your concern for others voiced so passionately.
* Article first published as Interview: Sarah Elle Emm, Author of ‘Prismatic’ on Blogcritics. [youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FGozJ-RLx4g?rel=0] Join her website blog for book updates and enjoy her photo blog, Sarah’s View from the Bottom. Sarah is also on Twitter and Facebook.  


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Sarah Elle Emm is the author of the HARMONY RUN SERIES, a young-adult fantasy and dystopian series, released in May 2012 by Winter Goose Publishing. (PRISMATIC, May 2012, OPALESCENT, February 2013, CHATOYANT set for release August 2014, NACREOUS release TBD) Her debut fiction novel, MARRYING MISSY, an Amazon Best Seller in marriage, was published by Bird Brain Publishing in October 2011. Sarah is a graduate of The University of Evansville, she has lived and worked in Mexico, Germany, England, the U.S. Virgin Islands, and has traveled extensively beyond. Her love of journal writing, travel, and multicultural experience have all influenced her novels. Sarah lives in Naples, Florida with her family. When she’s not walking the plank of her daughters’ imaginary pirate ship or snapping photos of Southwest Florida scenery, she is writing.


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Thursday, July 10, 2014

Spartanica by Powers Molinar

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Synopsis:

Heart-pounding action. Fantastical creatures. Epic battles for survival. Staggering betrayal. Spartanica, the first book in The Survivors of Sapertys Series, is an engaging young-adult/teen science fiction adventure novel that traces the fates of middle-school brothers Ty and Marcus Mitchell after they find themselves abandoned among the apocalyptic ruins of a decimated metropolis on a parallel world. Wanting nothing more than to survive long enough to get home, the boys soon learn they only have seven days to escape as they find themselves suddenly embroiled in a contentious battle for planet-wide domination against ruthless, animalistic desert warriors called the Desrata. The brothers soon find they aren't completely alone in their quest as they befriend young survivors of Spartanica's "last day" and come together to forge a unified front against their common foe. But are these kids truly fugitives from the Desrata death camps, or are they hiding something deadly? Never quite sure exactly who to trust, Ty and Marcus stumble upon ominous realities about Spartanica that they never could have suspected. How could it all be true? How could this have happened? Will they ever get home? Hold on tight. The truths hidden in and around Spartanica are sinister and shocking. Enjoy the ride!

Excerpt:

THIRTY-ONE
I’M GONNA HURL!
(MARCUS)
  “Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot!” Nekitys yelled, reaching over to push Yra’s and Kinnard’s rifles down. “It can’t get to us in here. Your blasts will ricochet off the security field and kill us all!” The ’rat stood motionless, inches away on the other side of the field, staring down at all of us. “Huuummmaaaaaans,” it said, “I come alone. Nooooo weapon. I escape settlement to help you.” Needless to say, that wasn’t what we expected to hear. “Everybody get ready,” Kinnard said. “Nekitys, prepare to drop the field. We’re going to put as many holes as we can through this thing.” The Atlantean kids all put our uninvited visitor squarely in the cross-hairs. “Waaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiit,” it said, stepping back with its paw in front of it. “Desrata Kingdom has your female. They kiiiiillllllllll if she not escape soon. I help you get her back. If I die, you fail, she die.” “No!” Naetth yelled. “You’re a stinkin’ ’rat! You’re a liar! You’re a killer! You would never help us!” The ’rat backed up several more steps and eased itself down to the ground. Even sitting, it was almost at eye level with me. “Desrata Kingdom has lost way, become evil,” it said. “Not always so. Our leaders listen to evil humans now. Evil humans promise eternal Elisii if we help take your city. They make us work. They make us slaves. They make us take slaves. These not Desrata ways. These not my ways.”  

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PowersMolinarAuthorPic Powers Molinar writes most excellent young adult science fiction stories because he desperately wants kids to read more. He’s seen, first-hand, how a healthy appetite for reading has helped his kids succeed in school and hopes to help spread the same to kids worldwide through his literary works. Powers and his family live under the cupola near Chicago where Powers works as an IT Project Manager until he can write full-time.



 


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Sunday, July 6, 2014

Eventuality by Peggy Martinez Release day blast!

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Bombs have rocked Sage Hannigan’s world.

All manner of preternaturals have exposed themselves to the human population and taken over, causing innumerable deaths and mass destruction worldwide. Now Sage is furious. She’s angry that lives were lost, that the Time Warper she was trying to save died, that people all over the world are going hungry, and most of all, she is enraged that the lives of everyone she loves are in danger because of her.

When her eyes are finally opened to the truth of who is behind all the chaos, she finds herself in a race against time to stop her most powerful adversary yet… before it’s too late.

Too late for her, her friends, and too late for the world.


Excerpt:

I stepped closer to the mirror, my eyes wide as I studied my reflection. My pants were made of the softest and thinnest navy blue silk I’d ever seen. They were wide legged and hung on me perfectly, accenting my back-side, but falling loose and comfortable just in case I need to throat-kick someone. I smiled. My top was truly something to behold. Made of the same shimmery blue fabric, the corset-like top wasn’t constricting in any way. It fit me like a glove and yet I felt like I was wearing nothing at all. The straps were two inches wide and soft as velvet. Tiny clock cogs and parts were meticulously sewn into the neckline and the hem of the corset, giving it a unique look that screamed one-of-a-kind. I felt the extra fabric between my shoulder blades and gasped when I knew exactly what had been sewn there. Perfect slots for the twin blades I’d brought with me from the human realm. I hadn’t even brought them to her shop and yet the little, old faerie woman had known.

If my outfit was a marvelous invention, it had nothing on what the faeries had done with my makeup and hair. My eyes had been darkened as had been my lashes, but the real artwork began after the basics. There was such intricate drawings around my eyes in indigo blue, that at first glance and from a distance you’d think I was wearing a mask across my eyes. The pattern was tiny and mimicked my warper tattoos. Bad ass for sure. Some light dust had been swiped across my shoulders, making my newly-glowing tattoos stand out even more starkly against my skin and the deep blue of my outfit. My hair was left loose, but by miracles of miracle the curls were soft and perfect, not the frizzy mess they usually were. Somehow the faeries had managed to weave tiny clock parts into my hair, bringing my entire look together like magic. I smiled widely at my reflection and then turned to the bed and picked up my twin blades. I slid them effortlessly into my corset and turned to the remaining fae.


My Review:
I am still reeling from the ending of this book. The only reason I’m not a big ball of blubbering mess on the floor is because Sage is a time warper and I have hope that she can fix that horrific scene at the end of this book. No details. No spoilers, but it was tragic. Please Peggy, for the love of all thing sacred, please find a way for Sage to fix this mess. But about the rest of the book...
Eventuality begins with Sage on her own. At the end of Relativity, she decided that leaving the ones she loves is the best way to protect them. With all the supernaturals out and no longer hiding the world has become a dangerous place. Sage is trying to figure out who set off the bombs. What she finds is an ancient vampire searching for the same information. Now working with gorgeous Lucio De Viti she has to find the answers to stop what she fears will happen.
This series is getting better and better with every book. I kind of don’t want it to ever end. Sage is kicking ass and taking names. Then rewinding time and doing it all over again.  I have really enjoyed the other two books in this series, but this one was just so amazing I will definitely be reading it again before the next book. This one combines a lot of action, a gorgeous fae realm, a none the wiser warper that is actually sage’s mom and an ancient goddess with a taste for revenge on a multidimensional scale. WOW And that ending….I. want. the. next. book. now!!
I give Eventuality 5 stars. If you haven’t read this series, go get it now!
 
Author Interview:


Peggy Martinez & 20 Questions with 1-word (mostly) answers!

 
1. Favorite Book? Jane Eyre

2. Favorite Food? Mexican

3. Favorite Candy? Kazoozles

4. Favorite Music? Oldies

5. Favorite kid? LOL

6. Beach, Mountains, or City? Mountains

7. Vanilla, Strawberry, or Chocolate? Sherbet

8. Favorite Romance Movie? Braveheart. What?

9. Favorite Zombie Flick? Zombieland

10. TV Series? Game of Thrones

11. Actor Crush? Denzel

12. Most disappointing book-to-television series? True Blood

13. Astrological Sign? Aquarius

14. Hardest book to write so far? Eventuality

15. Worst Fear? Heights

16. Writing snack of choice? Slim Jims

17. Favorite Author? Charlotte Bronte

18. Xbox or PS3? Umm, Gamecube?

19. Describe yourself in one word. Whackado

20. Who does Sage end up with in the Time Warper series? Muahahaha!

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Sage- Zoey Deutch

 
Soren- Tyler Hoechlin

 
Aldwin- Torrance Coombs


Author Bio:

When not writing, Peggy can be found spending time at home with her husband, her teen son, and four little girls. She loves reading, writing, soap making, aromatherapy, gangster movies, prepping for the zombie apocalypse, and downing insane amounts of Twizzlers and Kazoozles.

As if being a wife and homeschooling mom of five doesn't keep her busy enough, Peggy Martinez is a full time Author who has six published books, including The Time Warper Series, State of Decay, Sweet Contradiction, and Unnatural Occurrence. Peggy's dream is to own a small homestead where she can raise some chickens along with her five kids, tend to a large garden, and one day take her dream vacation's to Ireland, Greece and Scotland.

The State of Decay series was picked up by Permuted Press and will re-release along with two more books planned in the series. Another trilogy, an alternate history, post apocalyptic series, will also be debuting via Permuted.
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Friday, July 4, 2014

Agent M4: Riordian by Joni Hahn

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Agent M4: Riordan by Joni Hahn Series: D.I.R.E. Agency, # 4 
Publication Date: June 4, 2014 
Genre: Sci-fi Romance, Superhero Romance

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Credentials:
• Former D.I.R.E. Enemy Agent
• Mongolian Prison Survivor
Enhancement:
• Magnetism

Sent to a Mongolian prison against his will, former enemy agent Riordan St. James is suddenly back in civilization. With his hands crushed, and littered with scars, he trusts no one. When he accepts D.I.R.E.’s prosthetic hands to operate a future, super power enhancement, Riordan knows their offer comes with a price - he just isn’t sure he wants to pay.

After an affair with a client turns deadly, psychologist and senator’s daughter Natalie Meeks, doesn’t trust her own judgment. When she’s hired to help Riordan adjust to civilization again, she finds herself in familiar, forbidden territory – battling a fiery attraction to her client. 

One heated encounter with the elegant Dr. Meeks convinces Riordan to abide by D.I.R.E.’s bargain. However, when new evidence about his disappearance uncovers shocking secrets, he questions not only his decision, but the people around him – including his sexy-as-hell doctor. 

While their lives become more entangled, yet pulled apart, a madman turns up the heat on his plans for Natalie. And the only person she can trust is the one man that doesn’t trust her…

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excerpt
If men were like ice cream, Riordan St. James would be rocky road. Tilting her head, Natalie Meeks studied the new D.I.R.E. agent through the one-way glass. He was one major hottie and, like ice cream, the last thing she needed on her hips.But, a girl could dream.Golden, sun-streaked hair lay in sweat-soaked tufts against the wide horizon of his shoulders.  His pale blue eyes were barricaded and hard, a narrow beard lining his tight jaw.  Glistening, tanned skin, mapped with scars, covered a torso of concrete-like muscle, his back a crossroads of whip marks. Hanging on a pull-up bar several yards from the other agents, Riordan appeared to be a loner, on the opposite side of a bridge from human contact and relationships.  His perpetual scowl screamed back off, his tense shoulders poised for attack.  All he needed was a do not enter sign stamped on his forehead to make it official. It must be her lucky day.  She had to figure out how to get past the human obstacle course and get inside. “So, are you ready to meet him, Doctor?” No, she wasn’t ready to meet Riordan St. James.  As a matter of fact, she really wanted to leave.  Once upon a time, she’d considered herself qualified to diagnose and treat people with emotional conditions.  Now, she didn’t trust her own judgment on what deodorant to use. “As I told you on the phone, Mitchell, I really don’t feel skilled–“ “Save it.”  Mitchell sliced a hand through the air, his brows furrowed.  “What happened with Paul Warner was one hundred percent his fault, Natalie.  He knew what he was doing.” That made it even worse.  As his psychologist, she should’ve seen it coming.  She could’ve prevented it. Mitchell Jacobs wouldn’t understand that.  Paul would’ve been just another casualty in his book. In hers, a possible love turned tragic regret. Crossing her arms over her middle, she sighed. “He won’t be pleased to meet me.” Mitchell chuckled with a shake of his head.  “No, he won’t.  I’ll bet a bottle of Glenfiddich 1937 Scotch he’ll be royally pissed.” Oh… yay. Riordan climbed onto a treadmill farther across the room.  He pressed a couple of buttons and started to jog. “So, what do you want from me, Mitchell?  A clinical diagnosis?” “I want you to get him ready for the field.  I think he lacks confidence.  Right now, he thinks he’s ready – I say, he’s not.” Natalie frowned as she played with her pearl earring.  That meant working with him beyond today.  What did she have to do to make Mitchell realize her qualifications disqualified her for the job? Riordan St. James was different from any patient she’d ever counseled.  He had a raw, barbaric edge about him, reminding her of a street fighter.  He played by his own rules, wore attitude like a badge and defense like a shield. She worked with the upper echelon of society.  People that enjoyed telling her their troubles, people that looked for easy prescription drugs and found her unyielding.  Many of her clients worked with her father in the Senate, or lived in upscale San Diego. Her patients liked her.  Listening rather than talking had been a trait from birth, her desire to help others deep and ingrained. Riordan St. James didn’t strike her as a talker or someone that wanted help. He pushed himself harder and faster than any of the other agents in the room.  Sweat ran from his brow, the waistband of his shorts soaked through. “When do you need him?” “Yesterday.”  Mitchell sighed as he turned to face her.  “I took a gamble with St. James, Natalie.  When he came in, he was in bad shape.  Among his injuries, his hands had been broken and crushed.  Deformed, for lack of a better word.” Her gaze shot to the man on the treadmill.  Though several feet away, he appeared exceptionally… fit, his hands normal.  However, the scars littering his body backed up Mitchell’s story. “Using a device similar to a 3D printer, we mapped out the previous bone structure of his hands and created replicas made with neodymium, iron and boron.” Stilling, she held out a hand to halt his speech.  “Wait.  Are you telling me he has magnetic bones in his hands?” Nodding, Mitchell said, “Yes, but the attraction is minor at this point.” Slack-jawed, she could do nothing but stare.  Had she just stepped into Frankenstein’s laboratory?  “Why?  Why not give him normal prosthetics?” Leaning a shoulder against the wall, Mitchell shoved his hands in his pockets.  “Have you heard of Robert Naylor?” The infamous crime boss.  Natalie doubted there were many people that hadn’t heard of him.  “Yes.” “St. James was one of Naylor’s best agents.  The man has talents I can use.  My plan is to give Riordan the ability to attract and repel objects with his magnetic hands.  He has the groundwork now.  Once I know I can depend on him, I’ll install the rest of his system.” Shaking her head, Natalie couldn’t believe what she’d heard.  “You’re going to make him some kind of… superhero?” Mitchell gave a lopsided grin.  “You could call him that.” Logic warred with astonishment in her head.  “That kind of thing is impossible… isn’t it?” His arrogant smirk almost seemed patronizing.  “I assure you, it’s quite possible.  I already have a team of agents with super powers.  My son, Tristan, among them.” What had she gotten herself into?  D.I.R.E. made scientific enhancements to human beings.  Her father had used D.I.R.E. in the past.  Did he know about this? She pointed at Riordan through the glass.  “He agreed to this… enhancement?” Mitchell nodded before glancing at Riordan.  “Make no mistake, Natalie.  He trusts no one.  And, he has good reason for feeling that way, too.  St. James knew if he didn’t take my offer of new hands, he’d live handicapped the rest of his life.  The magnetic bones were a quick, permanent fix - for him and our team.”  His voice lowered.  “He needs to trust again.  He can trust D.I.R.E.” The sun-god dropped to the floor and did push-ups.  This was just so wrong.  Wasn’t it?  Messing with the human body?  Playing God? Then again, the idea of following someone going through the process, and tracking his subsequent work, fascinated her.  It would take her work to a level she’d never imagined. You can’t even diagnose normal humans.  You want to diagnose superheroes? “He’s been working his ass off, trying to get back in shape,” Mitchell said.  “He’s made remarkable progress.  If anything, he’s determined to defeat not only bad guys but his own demons.” Riordan switched to one-handed push-ups without skipping a beat.  He had demons, no question.  They stood on the opposite side of that bridge he’d erected.  She just wasn’t sure if the bridge was intended to keep them at bay or to rush them head on when he felt ready. Then again, she had her own demons to slay.  Helping Mitchell and Riordan St. James would keep them front and center.  What if she failed them both? Mitchell said, “I need good agents, stat.  And, when I get St. James up and running, my gut tells me he’s going to be one bad ass superhero.”
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My Review

I enjoyed the story of sexy D.I.R.E. Agent Riordian St.James and beautiful Doctor Natalie Meeks. Riordian the tortured man that he is, literally and figuratively and Natalie the smart doctor intent on not getting involved with her patient. Though their attraction is instant and undeniable.
This was a great story. I have not read the three preceding books, but I think it did well as a stand alone. The characters were well written and the story was good. And then there was the chemistry. Very HOT!
I’d definitely recommend this one if you want a scifi-ish romance. I give it 4 stars.




about author

JoniHahn 

By day, Joni Hahn keeps her secret decoder ring hidden while she works as a mild-mannered HR manager and accounting generalist.   She believes the world can never have too many superheroes, and anxiously waits for the call when one will need help saving the world… or getting into his costume.  Joni was born with a hopelessly tender heart and believes there is nothing more exhilarating than falling in love (other than the rear shot of Chris Evans hitting the punching bag in By day, Joni Hahn keeps her secret decoder ring hidden while she works as a mild-mannered HR manager and accounting generalist.   She believes the world can never have too many superheroes, and anxiously waits for the call when one will need help saving the world… or getting into his costume.  Joni was born with a hopelessly tender heart and believes there is nothing more exhilarating than falling in love (other than the rear shot of Chris Evans hitting the punching bag i The Avengers – that was pretty darn exhilarating).  A native Texan, she thinks cowboys are the epitome of masculinity, and country music is the other soul music.


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