Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Quiz: Which Literary Career Should You Pursue?







Which Literary Career Should You Pursue?


I got!! 
Writer 


You, my friend, are bound to write the next great novel . . . or poem . . . or play, perhaps? Okay so we can't tell you exactly what to write, we just know you should be a writer. Perks of this career include: being able to make your own schedule, endless creativity, and not having to wear pants while working.




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Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Blog Tour Wasted Time #Giveaway




Do you believe that some souls are destined to be together, even through hardship and deceit? After 9-11, Declan’s heart is torn between wanting to stay with Morgan and needing to fight for his beloved country. Knowing that the future may be uncertain, he kisses his fiancĂ©e goodbye and focuses on his mission until that dark day from which he will never fully recover. Injured in Afghanistan, Declan has lost more than part of his leg; he’s lost part of himself, now plagued in grief and guilt. How could he possibly ask Morgan to take care of him for the rest of his life, being nothing but a burden to her? Which would be more heartbreaking, feigning his own death or bringing her unhappiness every day? If only he could eradicate her from his mind and be at peace with his decision. Morgan prays day and night for Declan’s safe return, but when his letters stop coming, Morgan knows in her heart that she has lost him forever. Morgan has a hard time believing in fate and destiny after her fiancĂ© is taken from her. With Declan gone, Morgan’s hope for true love is destroyed, but eventually she finds comfort in the arms of another, even though Morgan’s new love knows that her heart belongs to Declan. Will Morgan eventually be able to move on, or will Declan haunt her dreams forever?




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Her face was the only thing that had kept him sane during his deployment. At this moment, however, thoughts of Morgan had been pushed to the side for reasons of pure survival. Declan wiped the mud from his eye with a swift movement of his hand, just quick enough so that he could see again. Booming thunder went off near and far.

Swearing under his breath, Declan closed one eye and squinted the other shut as he spied his target. Breathe. One, two, three… he could do this. The first time he’d had to shoot another man he had faltered, hesitated only the briefest of seconds, during which time the man escaped his line of sight and shot a fellow soldier in the leg, causing serious injury.
This time, Declan concentrated, aimed his M4 rifle, and fired. The distinct thud of a man dropping to the ground confirmed the target had been hit. Swiping at the sweat in his eyes from the sweltering mid-day heat, Declan gulped and struggled to his knees. Lining up his rifle again, his neck and shoulders ached with fatigue. He bit down and gritted his teeth, tasting dirt while fighting off the pain.
It seemed as if hours had gone by, when in fact, it had probably only been minutes when finally the haunting sound of gunfire ceased. Not one to trust silence in any setting, Declan mentally counted upward until he reached near fifty.
“All clear,” his buddy, Sean, called out. “All clear.”
Declan, always cautious, still maintained his position until he heard his fellow soldiers from his platoon begin to speak. Peeking up from his ravine, Declan rose slowly to his feet as the rifle was pressed to his side.
Surveying the damage, it appeared that several of their enemies were lying still on the ground. The man he had shot lay still, appearing lifeless. Another man lay several feet away. It seemed the enemies had taken off, deserting the boundaries of the mountainous terrain of Afghanistan. His platoon mates fell silent, all business as they quickly gathered their belongings to head back to base.
Declan clutched his rifle, drawing closer to his victim. Curiosity had gotten the best of him. Fully aware of his previous actions, Declan stepped even closer. He had never killed a man before — injured, yes, but never killed. This man did not appear to be alive.
His heart sped up as sweat caused his fatigues to cling to his body. For God’s sake, the man looked to have been only in his early twenties at best. What have I done? What are we doing here? Waves of nausea rose and Declan swallowed hard.
“Hey! Step back!” Sean called out. “Move out! I repeat, move out!”
Hearing his friend call out to him, Declan turned toward the sound of his voice, realizing his mistake seconds too late. He should have known better; he should have. But no amount of training can prepare you for taking another man’s life.
Glancing swiftly at Sean through tear-stained eyes, he saw the movement in his peripheral vision. Sean raced to the open dirt road. They were sitting ducks, in plain sight. The man that Declan had presumed dead, the one he had shot, raised his own rifle and fired at Sean, who dropped instantly to ground.
“No! No!” Declan spun his head back to the imminent threat, a moment too late. The force of the explosion knocked him to the ground in an instant. Morgan’s face was the last thing that registered in his mind as another shot fired, leaving his world black.
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Clouds scattered overhead, cries of gulls bringing back another time, a different memory, sitting here with Declan by her side. Morgan squeezed her jaw, fighting back the pain.
Months later, there was still no word from Declan. On the Internet, she had searched out his name relentlessly but there was no mention of Declan, no death certificates and his name couldn’t be found on any list of casualties of the war. It was as if he had simply disappeared, but that wasn’t possible and she feared the worst.  He was gone and there was no closure for Morgan, as his only living relatives were his mom and some family living on the west coast, whom Declan hadn’t seen in years. Even she and Declan’s old friend, Stephen seemed to be losing touch.
She could sit on this beach and watch the water forever; it was a place Declan had cherished, a place she felt close to him. Never again would her life be the same without Declan Blake. How was she going to make it without him?
The world was quiet and without joy for Morgan. Even Morgan’s mother nagged her to speak with a therapist. She didn’t see the purpose of smiling or laughing when it was all forced. Constant thoughts of Declan plagued her day and night.
Morgan nearly jumped when her cell rang. First instincts were to let the call go to voicemail, but she knew the person calling would only persist. That’s how it had been lately; she would ignore phone calls only to find tons of messages waiting.
It was Elle, calling for the second time that day. “Hi, Elle.”
“Where have you been? I’ve been trying to call you for hours,” Elle exclaimed.
“I don’t know, I’m just hanging out.”
“Down by the river again?” Elle inquired.
“Yup,” Morgan responded as she moved her foot around in the sand.
“Figured as much.”
Elle’s voice sounded odd, almost as if she were hearing her close by. Morgan turned to see her friend walking toward her on the grassy path leading to the small beach.
Rising to her feet, Morgan felt tears escape. Elle was by her side, arms wrapped around her within moments. Morgan released Elle and took a small step back.
“Oh, Elle, what am I going to do?” she sobbed.
“You’re going to live, dammit. Declan would want you to be happy.”
“How? How can I forget about him, just move on?” It wasn’t possible, she had tried, and it just wasn’t working. Even when she was at work, she was just going through the motions; she did her job, but her heart wasn’t the same.
“I think it’s time for you to see someone to talk about all of this. You’ve waited long enough.”
She was right and so was her mother, believe it or not. “I will, Elle. I will because I don’t know what else to do.”
“Morgan, you’re the strongest person I know. You have so much happiness and love to share. I have full confidence in you. You’re going to make it and come out stronger in the end.” Elle spoke through her own tears.
“Thanks, Elle. I love you.” Morgan felt better knowing there was someone on her side rooting for her.










Mya O'Malley was born and raised in the suburbs of New York City, where she currently lives with her husband, daughter and three step-daughters. The family also consists of a boxer, Destiny and a ragdoll cat named Colby. Mya earned an undergraduate degree in special education and a graduate degree in reading and literacy. She works as a special education teacher and enjoys making a difference in the lives of her students. Mya's passion is writing; she has been creating stories and poetry since she was a child. Mya spends her free time reading just about anything she can get her hands on. She is a romantic at heart and loves to create stories with unforgettable characters. Mya likes to travel; she has visited several Caribbean Islands, Mexico and Costa Rica. Mya is currently working on her eighth novel.



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Ten Books I'm Thankful For

Top Ten Tuesday is an original feature/weekly meme created here at The Broke and the Bookish.
Each week we will post a new Top Ten list that one of our bloggers here at The Broke and the Bookish will answer. Everyone is welcome to join. All we ask is that you link back to The Broke and the Bookish on your own Top Ten Tuesday post AND add your name to the Linky widget so that everyone can check out other bloggers lists! If you don't have a blog, just post your answers as a comment. Have fun with it! It's a fun way to get to know your fellow bloggers.


 Ten Books I'm Thankful For
That I've Read In the Last Two Years 




 Fangirl I felt like I may be the only twenty something who enjoyed writing fanfic but thanks to this book I've learned I'm not. This book has such a deep meaning to me and the world I live in, that it's crazy how much me and this single character can be alike.



I'll Meet You There has been one of my all time favorites I've read in a while. I think this book means so much because it's about a girl getting out of a small town, following her dreams.



Everything, Everything. This has been one of the sweetest books, I've read this year. I think why I love this book is how strong the leading character is. How powerful she is, also, she reads a lot. ;)




The Lunar Chronicles! This series means so much to me as I haven't been in love with a series with so much heart since Harry Potter. There's been ones I've enjoyed been fan of but nothing like Harry Potter and nothing as close to HP not until The Lunar Chronicles and to have something to love and enjoy makes everything better! 


Saint Anything! I love Sarah Dessen but I love this book even if she didn't write is because of the meaning of forgiving, the meaning of friendship. There is just something I love about this book.



P.S. I Still Love You. I enjoyed this book, for the sister relationships. As well as old friends coming back together. I love when I get to see my old friends from 8th grade, when everything is different but similar too.  


Life and Death. This book brought back my teenage years. Back to my teenage reading and how much I've grown and changed as a reader and person and reminded me how much I love cheesy love stories! 



Red Queen. This is one that I just love. I am thankful for it because it's a great story about different kind of people and show people can be something that they aren't but in the end they are always true to who they are. 









 Matched. This may be an odd series to be thankful for because I now many who didn't like them but I am thankful for them because of the passion for words, reading, writing; this book/characters show. It shows how I would feel if I lived in that world. It also brought the idea that there could be a chance that paper books may be gone witch is an sad thing that should never happen! Ever!






 Harry Potter! I read these as they came out and still today I will pick them up and randomly read them. These books changed my life! Them brought people into my life who may not have came in if it weren't for these books. During hard times of my life, these pages have been there. The world that J.K. made have meant everything to me. This isn't just a story on pages, not just words, they are family. This words have power that FOREVER will be a part of me. 

I am thankful for my friends, family, old and new, words and books, my blog, the stories I'm reading, the stories I am writing. I am thankful for you, who's reading this. Every person who's following me on my blog, Twitter, Instagram, Wattpad, so on. I am thankful to everyone I follow. This year has been crazy, but I've meet some new people, read some breathtaking books and hit writers block; add a niece to my family. There is so, so much for me to be thankful for. I am sending each one of you good thoughts and loves this season of giving. THANK YOU!





Saturday, November 21, 2015

Love or Justice by @RachelMannino02 Blog Tour & Giveaway


 Love or Justice 
by Rachel Mannino

Tagline:
“How do you hunt down a killer when he’s also hunting you?”

Laurie Shelton is the only person alive who can identify Hawaii’s most notorious mob boss… After stumbling into a deadly kidnapping, Laurie’s life is in grave danger, and it falls to US Marshal Dante Stark to keep her safe until she testifies against Kaimi Quamboa—assuming he can be captured. Dante knows he’ll lose his job if he becomes romantically involved with a witness… But when he has to comfort her through constant nightmares, he finds it nearly impossible to fight his attraction to the beautiful, strong young woman he is sworn to protect. Laurie feels it too, but aware she’s in a high-stress situation and that when the danger is past she’ll never see Dante again, she tries to ignore his easygoing smile and the security he offers. Laurie and Dante are forced to flee again… When Kaimi’s men descend on their hideaway, they escape to a second safe house, only to be tracked down there as well. Dante now knows there’s a mole inside the US Marshal Service, and the only thing left to do is disappear. Kaimi will never stop looking for Laurie, and if he’s caught, showing up to testify could be the last thing she ever does. With each choice as dangerous as the next, Dante and Laurie must confront the boundaries of what they’re willing to sacrifice, and which is more important… Love or Justice.

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Excerpt for Love or Justice


Later that night, David’s false alarm was all Laurie wanted to talk about as they got ready for bed. Laurie sat on her bed, pulling her nightclothes out of her bag.
Dante took out his nightshirt and sweats, laying them beside his sleeping bag. He was determined to sleep in his own bed tonight, no matter what happened. He had been on dangerous ground the last couple of nights, but he mentally committed himself to stopping it tonight.
“I don’t think I could do it. Be away from my husband when I’m about to give birth.” Laurie ran a brush through her hair.
“Lots of people have to, military wives, police wives when their husbands are on long assignments, Marshals Service. It’s just something that happens. Love the man; you have to love the job too.”
“Yeah, I guess, but God that must be hard.”
“It is hard. I’ve seen a lot of men do it. It makes them crazy. David’s doing well with it though. He’s going to be a great Witsec Inspector.”
“Well, he should be doing great with it. Apparently he has the best teacher.” Laurie winked at him.
Dante laughed.
“Don’t pay any attention to Rick.” Dante shook his head. “He trained me, so if that tells you—”
“Intruder!” Max yelled from downstairs. The sound of several gun shots followed, then return gunfire.
Laurie sucked in a breath, and stared at Dante in shock.
Dante grabbed her, dragging her into the hall. He unlatched the safe room with a swift motion. Without a word, he thrust her in, slamming the door.
As soon as Dante closed the safe room door, David burst through his bedroom door.
“Laurie?” was all David said. Dante pointed to the safe room.
“This way.” Dante got out his gun and moved down the hall.
Dante never expected a gun battle here. He led David to the mouth of the hallway where they crouched down low to the floor. Dante could hear shots and return fire. Max and Cheyn were both still fighting. Dante intended to give them cover.
He gestured to David to cover the left. He crouched close to the right side of the hallway and inched his way forward until he could see out over the living room. Then he ducked back behind the wall. He was just above Max, who was hiding behind a protrusion in the stonewall that housed the fireplace.
Max shot across the room at a man behind the couch.
Dante aimed. When the man popped up again, Dante let off a round. The man flew backward, and lay on the floor. Dante crouched back down again.
He could still hear gunshots coming from the living room below him. He maneuvered himself to see where else Max was aiming. There was another man hiding just outside the door to the patio. The man’s gunfire hit the stone wall with a sharp rapping and the tinkling of broken stone. Dante took aim, but the assailant saw him. Dante ducked behind the wall.
Two more shots came. One to him, the other to Max. The former missed, the second didn’t.
Dante turned back to the scene just in time to see Max crumple to the floor. He took aim at the assailant and fired. The man crumpled to the ground as well.
Dante heard continued gunfire on the left side of the house. He crawled over to David, who shot and then ducked for cover. There was an armed man crouched on the other side of the counter toward the open front door. He used both as an effective shield from the gunfire. Dante took aim, but had to duck as a bullet flew at them, narrowly missing his head.
David returned fire. It caught the man in the neck.
He fell to the floor. All was silent.
“Where’s Cheyn?” Dante glanced down into the kitchen.
“Kitchen floor. He’s bleeding, but I don’t know where he got shot.”
“Any more of them?”
“I don’t think so, I only saw one.”
Dante grabbed his cell phone. He punched the radio button.
“The Hilo safe house has been assaulted. Two officers down. Three assailants dead. Requesting immediate back-up and medical assistance!”
“Copy that, safe house. Back-up and medical assistance is on the way,” responded the voice on the other side of the phone. Dante stuck the phone back in his pocket.
“David, we have to secure the house. I’m going to crawl out to the end of the landing. I need you to cover me.”
“Yes, sir.”
When Dante was halfway down the landing, a shot rang out from a part of the kitchen below where David was crouched.
A scream came from the hallway behind Dante. Oh God. Laurie was out of the safe room.





Author Rachel Mannino

Rachel Mannino is a passionate writer who creates characters and settings that allow readers to explore power dynamics in relationships, the empowerment of women, and the ethical and moral dilemmas love can create in our lives. Rachel also uses her writing skills to raise thousands of dollars for entities that enrich our lives and create community change around the world. She has worked for the Peace Corps; the Humanities Council of Washington, DC; Woolly Mammoth Theatre Company; and the Mayor’s Office of Arts, Tourism and Special Events in Boston, MA. Her first novel, Love or Justice, will be published by Limitless Press in 2016. Her second novel, Fractal, will be published by eTreasures publishing in the spring of 2016. Rachel has a BA in theatre studies and writing, literature, and publishing from Emerson College, and she has used it every day since graduation. She lives with her husband, author Christopher Mannino (http://www.christophermannino.com/), and their adorable dog and cat in College Park, Maryland.

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Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Quiz: What’s Your RED QUEEN Power?







What’s Your RED QUEEN Power?
I got!
"You are a Strongarm!
You have superhuman strength and are nearly impossible to beat in any battle. In the world of RED QUEEN by Victoria Aveyard, you are a called a Strongarm because your arms are strong (get it? do you get it?). Now, go lift up some cars for fun or something."


 






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Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Release Day Celebration Mystique by Shari Arnold

I'm super excited to be sharing MYSTIQUE by Shari Arnold with you on it's release day! Celebrate with us by checking out the book about the town where people go to die…and be sure to enter the giveaway below for a chance to win a signed copy of your very own + a $15.00 Amazon Gift Card!
About The Book
MYSTIQUEAuthor: Shari Arnold
Release Date: Novemeber 17th, 2015
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal
Only Bauer Grant can pull off gorgeous while dead. But staying dead is another thing entirely. When he wakes up at his own funeral, the town of Mystique calls it a miracle, until it happens again. Something is bringing the residents of Mystique back to life, but what? Presley Caine finds herself caught up in the mystery when Bauer asks her to visit him. Presley can’t figure out why the most popular guy in school is so drawn to her. And when Bauer is kidnapped soon after, she looks to Bauer’s brooding best friend Sam, whose dad works for the powerful Mystique military base, for answers. In her quest to discover the truth, Presley’s relationship with Sam deepens, her feelings for Bauer are tested, and it becomes clear that her own mysterious past is somehow connected to these strange events. But is she strong enough to handle the truth when it is finally revealed?
About The Author
Shari Arnold grew up in California and Utah but now resides in Connecticut, with her husband and two kids, where she finds it difficult to trust a beach without waves. She writes Young Adult fiction because it's her favorite. And occasionally she takes photographs.
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Monday, November 16, 2015

Top Ten Quotes I Loved From Books I Read In The Past Year

Top Ten Tuesday is an original feature/weekly meme created here at The Broke and the Bookish.
Each week we will post a new Top Ten list that one of our bloggers here at The Broke and the Bookish will answer. Everyone is welcome to join. All we ask is that you link back to The Broke and the Bookish on your own Top Ten Tuesday post AND add your name to the Linky widget so that everyone can check out other bloggers lists! If you don't have a blog, just post your answers as a comment. Have fun with it! It's a fun way to get to know your fellow bloggers.

Top Ten Quotes I Loved From Books I Read In The Past Year





 “Everything I was doing was like this chess game—full of second guesses, indecision, waiting.”
Heather Demetrios, I'll Meet You There













 “Every form of art is another way of seeing the world. Another perspective, another window. And science –that’s the most spectacular window of all. You can see the entire universe from there.”
Claudia Gray, A Thousand Pieces of You











“I am the Duff. But so is everyone else in the world. We're all fucking Duffs.”
Kody Keplinger, The DUFF: Designated Ugly Fat Friend 












“The world moves fast, changing everything around us with each new day. Photography is a gift that can keep us in a moment forever, blissfully eternal.”
Ali Novak, The Heartbreakers   



“Life is never going to give you a break. It's a hard, unforgiving son of a bitch, and when it steamrolls you over, there are two choices: stay down, or get back on your feet and fight.”
Ali Novak, The Heartbreakers  




 
 “It's easy to talk about things we hate, but sometimes it's hard to explain exactly why we like something.”
Stephanie Perkins, Lola and the Boy Next Door 










“The future was one thing that could never be broken, because it had not yet had the chance to be anything.”
Sarah Dessen, Saint Anything 










 





 “I suppose you can't hold on to old things just for the sake of holding on.”
Jenny Han, P.S. I Still Love You













“Each day means a new twenty-four hours. Each day means everything's possible again. You live in the moment, you die in the moment, you take it all one day at a time.”
Marie Lu, Legend 
















 “Everything's a risk. Not doing anything is a risk. It's up to you.”
Nicola Yoon, Everything, Everything
















 

Sunday, November 15, 2015

OTP: The Hunger Games



We all have our OTP couples we love over the moon and back in book, show or movie; so I wanted to start a feature meme every 1st & 15th of every month there will be a link-up that you can add your post to share with everyone!
(OTP means your One True Pairing)
Warning! There will be fangirl, raving on, over the top rants.











It’s hard to believe that yet another fandom movie is coming to an end! That’s right there’s just FIVE days until Mockingjay Part 2 comes out! Hint why my second OTP of the month is from The Hunger Games books and movies!

Peeta is easily my favorite character in these books, along with Cinna, Haymitch, Finnick, Katniss and Effie. I do seem to like the guy characters more in this series. So, with that said my OTP for these books and movies are, if you haven’t already guessed…. Katniss and Peeta!!


This is a simple one, right when I read about Peeta tossing Katniss that bread, Peeta had stolen my heart! Katniss was a bit of a character that took me a bit to warm up to just because she was so, closed from others and ‘stiff’ but as soon as she took her sisters place (Yes, I know that was just a bit into book one that I didn’t think I was going to like Katniss.) I feel for her. Because of that one action she did. I would do the same for my sisters and brothers which is why I think I developed the bond for her.

 I have to say I did enjoy the fact that their relationship was just an act to stay alive at first but then as the plot develops so does feeling. I am not sure exactly why or what it is about them that drew me in; but I do think it because it does have a bit of a Romeo and Juliet feel to it. As well as the
fact that Katniss is all business and Peeta brings a litter side to both of these characters. I think one
of my favorite part between those two would have to be the sense of the cave. Or when Peeta makes an on-air confession about liking Katniss, and then Katniss freaks out on him backstage. Also, when they kiss by the water in book two. The parts when they get back home at the start of book two. *Breath* That was more than one but, oh well…

I’ve feel in this world around 2009-2010 and have been bouncing in and out ever since. As I’ve said before it’s always a bitter sweet when something ends. You get to find out but then it’s the end. The Hunger Games series are books and movies that I will re-live many more times.






















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