Thursday, January 30, 2014

Did you hear about Wicked Souls and decided to come check the website out? still not sure if you wanna read the book?

Maybe these will peak your interest.


Saturday, January 25, 2014

Todays stop on the Copied Blog Tour

Today i am here to give you all a little information on the book Copied by S.M. Anderson.

About the book
Adopted off the black market, Alexander
Mitchell, has no idea his DNA is copyrighted and
property of military weapons giant Texacom Defense.
Nor that his DNA is being used to develop an army of clones. When the company
discovers he was not properly disposed of 17 years ago, they send an assassin copy,
BETA23, to terminate Xan and cover it up
After he narrowly escapes BETA23’s first attempt, Xan teams up with Lacey, a
genetically engineered genius he’s surprised to find common ground with— only
they’re awkward together. Half of the time she stares at Xan like the science project
he is and the other half…let’s just say Xan can’t keep his eyes off her lips.
When they manage to capture a company copy by luck and sheer stupidity on
Xan’s part, Lacey is determined to see the good in their prisoner to the point she
believes BETA23 can be persuaded to give them the intelligence they need to keep
the company forever off Xan’s back. Xan’s not sure if he can trust the darker version
of himself, not when it means gambling with the lives of his family and the possibility
of losing Lacey.


Wanna read more? Here is an excerpt for you.

Beta opened his swollen eyes. Craning his neck sideways, he took a good look at his surroundings. Pain throbbed through his skull and down his spine. Everything blurred, but the outline of the shelves confirmed he was still in the storeroom. His mouth omitted a soft groan. The screech of a heavy wooden chair sliding across the tile floor resonated in his ears, and Beta winced. The slight flex of his facial muscles shot needles of pain through the bruises on his face.
A blurry figure appeared above him. “How are you feeling?”
He waited a moment for his vision to clear and ignored the burning itch of his skin as his cells started the process of regeneration.
Lacey hovered over him, brow furrowed and lips pursed as she examined him. When he didn’t respond, she rested a hand on his shoulder and gave it a little shake.
“Beta?”
The light touch of her palm sent a wave of energy through him. He jolted upright. “Ouch!”
Pain so severe that he felt like the walls of his head would collapse in on themselves riveted through his body.
She winced. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you. Please don’t move if it hurts.”
Beta scooted to the top of the bed and leaned his back against the brass headboard.
“You didn’t startle me. I just…” His voice trailed off. He couldn’t think of a way of saying what he meant without sounding weak.
“Never mind.” She gingerly touched the edge of his swollen eye with the tips of her fingers. “Are you in pain?”
He stiffened like the reflex of a beaten animal the first time it knows the touch of a gentle hand. Why should she care? “It’s fine. We heal quickly.”
Her gaze slid across his face. She probed every bruised nook and cranny. There was a hunger in her eyes as if she was the question and he the answer. He felt something else too; an emotion or feeling that he couldn’t put a name to. Something he'd never, in his short life, experienced. Beta stared past her, his eyes focused on the faint brush strokes of the wall’s dried white paint. If he could just ignore the strange new animal that had awakened inside him, he’d rally again and escape.
He cleared his throat.
“Sorry.” Lacey pulled back. “You must be hungry.”
She disappeared from the room and returned with a tray of food in her hands. Then she unfolded two short legs from the bottom of the tray and laid it across his lap. A loose strand of her ebony hair brushed against his cheek. Beta’s fingers twitched, knocking his wrists against the handcuffs. He wanted to tangle his hands in that silky-looking hair, just to know what it felt like.
She dipped a spoon into a bowl full of watery soup and pressed a mouthful to his lips.
Beta slurped down soft noodles with bits of chicken. Warmth spread from his belly to the rest of his body. He glanced up at Lacey’s face, inches away from his. Large red marks ran along the side of her jaw and neck. His throat tightened, remembering he had been responsible for those bruises. The little air he could suck in with bruised ribs tasted stale and stagnant. Another new sensation breached the impenetrable hold of his heart, this one unbearable. Beta swallowed hard. He had never regretted hurting someone before.

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Contest is closed

The 500 likes contest is now closed and the winner is Kathy Osborn! Thank you to everyone who participated. Keep checking back for our 1000 like giveaway to be happening next :D

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Thursday, January 16, 2014

Todays stop on the Mark of the Chosen Blog Tour

Today i get to bring you my review of Mark of the Chosen by T.W. Colvin


About the book
Kao was more than just a Dark Warrior, his kills and success rate put him on the fast track to becoming a legend in the Unknowns.  So when he received orders to eliminate a potential threat to demonkind, he was up for the challenge. But in his attempts to carry out his assignment he quickly discovers that claiming victory will prove far more difficult than he anticipated.
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Marked as “unchanged” and falling out of favor, his adversaries have riddled his path with distractions and ploys to overtake him. Now thrown into a quest to uncover the keys to unleashing the Reckoning, Kao’s every action brings him closer to revealing the darkest secrets of the kingdom. But will he be able to put it all together in time to ignite the rise of the Unknowns?


My Review
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It was a good but quick read. I was excited to read this book from the blurb, but it was just so quick. At times i was not sure who was talking, and i wish their could have been way more details added to make the book flow better. It seemed jumpy at times. 
The plot was worked out very well, just the execution needs a bit more work. 

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

500 Likes giveaway!

WOW guys we have hit the 500 mark on Facebook and i could not be happier! To show how much i appreciate all the support you guys show me, i am holding a giveaway with some wicked goodies. Enter below for your chance to be the winner :D

Monday, January 13, 2014

Facebook page takeover

8am est time tomorrow (the 14th) i will be taking over fallen for books over on Facebook! this is my first author takeover and i am super excited about it! i will be sharing things about myself and the books,  leaking scenes from Hidden Secrets, giving you a look into some of the characters from the series and as always... i will be giving away free stuffs!

Wicked Souls is in another giveaway!

Head over to the giveaway tab and enter the I dare you to read's Birthday Bash Giveaway for a chance to win one of  amazing prizes!

Giveaway coming up

I have had some amazing people pass through all of the book pages, but on Facebook i am close to hitting the 500 like milestone. When i hit that, i am going to be holding a giveaway :D One person will get a signed copy of Wicked Souls along with some other wicked goodies. I will post the link to the giveaway as soon as it goes live. If you haven't done so already, head over and like my page at www.facbook.com/sabrinasamplesauthor :)

Thursday, January 9, 2014

Todays stop on the Backward Compatible Blog Tour

I am hosting the stop for today on the Backward Compatible Blog Tour written by Sarah Daltry and Pete Clark.




Not too long ago,
in a town that,
depending on your current location,
is either not super far
or actually quite close…

It is a time of chaotic hormones.
Two nerdy gents
home for winter break
have discovered a female gamer
at a midnight release.

During the break,
the gamer trio manages
to reveal the game’s secret boss,
a hidden enemy
with enough power to destroy
anything in its path.

Pursued by other gamers
who want to be the first
to beat this boss,
George and Katie race to level up,
and, in so doing, restore decency
and sexual activity to their personal galaxy…


Did that catch your interest? Maybe this will pull you in completely.


      “These graphics suck,” George says and I look back at the screen. We’re standing in the middle of the Estate, colorful orbs quivering ahead of us. We each have to choose our starting advantage. Waterfalls shimmer in the distance and the sunlight streams over multicolored stones in the courtyard.
“Amateurs,” Lanyon concurs. “I mean, they couldn’t have five waterfalls?”
“Your ironic wit is mind blowing, but choose your damn orbs,” I tell them. I consider. Magic, defense, offense, stealth, and charisma. I always go for magic as a black mage, but I wonder if a druid needs something else. Screw it. I need charisma in real life, too.
“Charisma?” Lanyon asks. “No one ever picks charisma.”
“We’re a party of a thief, druid, and a bard. We’re screwed regardless.”
“You two underestimate the mighty power of my lute,” George argues.
“Did you start with charisma?” Lanyon asks.
“Hell, no. I have charisma in spades. I started with stealth.”
“Great. A stealthy bard,” I sigh.
“She’s right,” Lanyon concedes. “We’re screwed.”
However, it actually isn’t bad at all at first. We power through the Estate and make it to the Yobanaria Dale with no resurrections and all at level ten. I’m impressed. George hasn’t actually fought anything, but he has some pretty awe-inspiring charm mastery already. I think I might have a serious crush. He seals the deal when he buffs my hailstorm spell without even being asked.
“Can you guys watch El Thiefelo? My mom wants me to eat supper,” Lanyon says.
“Yeah, we’ve got it,” I tell him. “The first boss is in the elven ruins anyway, so we should grind a bit. I think he’s a twelve.”
George and I explore the Dale, taking out bats and Joba spores. It’s fairly quiet, except for when we combo with his charms and my spells and he yells out, “Eat lute, bitch,” but it’s nice. We work well, almost inherently understanding each other. I’ve never been able to play this effectively with anyone. I try not to think about his eyes. Stupid boys, being cute and stuff.
By the time Lanyon comes back, we’re all at level 12, although Lanyon leveled up just by standing by a door while we played. Still, we are ready to take on Balsa the Proud. As a black mage, it took me about nine seconds. Trees don’t like fire. However, druids don’t have the same level of black magic and all elemental magic is weakened by the need to draw from the elements nearby. Sadly, trees seem to avoid storing fire runes in their villages. I expect this to be a little more challenging. It might even take fifteen seconds.
“First boss. Also known as the freebie bitch to sucker the young folks into a false sense of security,” Lanyon announces as he runs into the center of Balsa’s lair. The cinema plays and then, in a moment of pure absurdity, El Thiefelo is squished as Balsa steps on him.
“Can someone revive me?” Lanyon whines. 






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