Legacy Cover Reveal @nicholegiles


by Nicole Giles

New Year – New Covers!!!!
Nichole Giles is releasing the cover of the third book in her Descendant Series! 
We are also so excited to be a part of the revealing of the new covers for the first two books in the series!

Nichole Giles, the author of DESCENDANT, BIRTHRIGHT, and WATER SO DEEP, has lived in Nevada, Arizona, Utah, and Texas. She is a huge fan of all things paranormal and magical. Her dreams include owning a garden full of fairies, riding a unicorn, and taming the pet dragon she adopted at a recent local ComiCon. His name is Zane. She also loves to spend time with her husband and four children, travel to tropical and exotic destinations, drive in the rain with the convertible top down, and play music at full volume so she can sing along.

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Only the strongest will survive…

Abby and Kye have lost everything but each other. They’re on the run and Abby’s wound from the Arawn Dagger is draining her power—which is also her life force—leaving her unable to access her Light or her Healing ability.

As Kye and Abby fled Mexico, her mother slipped her information that led her to believe her “dead” father might still be alive. While the hunt for him takes them back through Abby’s childhood homes, they’re forced to question everything they’ve been taught and everyone they’ve ever trusted.

Including each other.

When Abby’s best friend is kidnapped by demons, Abby and Kye launch a rescue attempt that morphs into a battle. Abby needs to prove she has what it takes to rid the world of demons, or the royal bloodline and the Gifted generation will be obliterated once and for all.

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Once we’re checked in, I follow Kye to the elevator and down the hall to our room, dragging my suitcase behind me. He opens the door and waves me ahead of him. Dropping my bags on the floor, I stumble to the bed and fall backward onto it to stare at the ceiling. Kye’s face appears above mine. “You okay?”

                I nod. “Exhausted. But I’ll live.”

                His smile eases some of the tension between us. “I hope so. If you didn’t, I couldn’t.” He sits next to me and runs his fingers down my jaw, across my cheek. “I thought it would be good to have some time alone. We should talk before we get to Kiersten’s.”

                We’ve been alone since we left. My stomach twists with anxiety, and I can’t prevent the catch in my voice. “More confessions?”

                His fingers keep moving, tracing my collar bone and shoulder. “No. But I think we need to at least try to make a plan, figure out where we’re going—what comes next. Sleeping arrangements.” He glances meaningfully at the pillows. “Didn’t occur to me until now that maybe I should ask for a double. We’ve been sharing for long enough that I just assumed.”

                I close my eyes, too exhausted, too confused to seriously think about anything right now. And the truth is that more than anything else, I need to be held. Our lives have been turned upside down and inside out. We’ve left behind everything and everyone we’ve ever loved except each other—and we have no idea when we’ll see any of them again—if ever. He’s all I have, and I’m all he has. Regardless of past hurts and mistakes and issues, we’re going to have to learn how to let go and depend on each other, regardless of whether we want to be together the way I once thought we would.

                We’re going to have to figure out how to trust each other again.

                My lack of response has him sighing as he stands. “I’m going to take a shower. Do you need to get in the bathroom first?”

                “No, go ahead.” I don’t move except to turn my head and watch him go. Everything about him screams misery—frustration. I know the cure for his frustration could probably come from me. But I don’t know how to give it to him. Not in my current state of mind.

                When he comes out twenty minutes later with wet hair, wearing his flannel pajama bottoms and a T-shirt, I’m still lying in the same spot. He pauses next to me, a bemused expression lighting his eyes. “It’s all yours. If you want it.”

                Sighing wearily, I stand, expecting him to move, but he doesn’t, and his position leaves us close. “Abby,” he murmurs. “Talk to me. Tell me what you’re thinking. Please.”

                I shake my head, not because I don’t want to talk to him—I know, know, I need to. But I’m exhausted, and overwhelmed, and my brain is so full, I don’t even know where to start. His palm cups my cheek, and I lean into it, eyes closed. His relief is nearly palpable as we stand there, close enough to touch, and yet miles apart, because the contact of his skin on mine—even palm to cheek—still makes me quiver, heats my blood. And Kye feels it.

                Eventually, I cover his hand with mine and hold onto it as I step around him, keeping our fingers connected until I step into the already steamy bathroom and close the door.


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by Nichole Giles

Two months ago, Abigail Johnson saved the life of the boy she believes is her destiny and defeated an army of demons that have pursued her ancestors for centuries. Now, she and Kye should be taking their place as leaders of the new generation of Gifted. But the curse they thought was broken has returned, and every minute together brings them closer to death. When remaining shadow demons attack again, the Dragons send Abby to Mexico. Being apart from Kye is slowly killing her soul, and it turns out she isn’t any safer here than she was back home. The shadows have tracked her, the locals expect her to help with their own demon problems, and the more time she spends away from Kye, the more she doubts the destiny that ties them together. When the demons destroy her safe house, Abby has no choice but to take the fight to them. But the arrival of an old nemesis throws their careful plans into disarray, and Abby and her friends find themselves facing new adversaries in a battle that turns fatal. This time, not everyone will make it out alive.

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Nichole Giles, the author of DESCENDANT, BIRTHRIGHT, and WATER SO DEEP, has lived in Nevada, Arizona, Utah, and Texas. She is a huge fan of all things paranormal and magical. Her dreams include owning a garden full of fairies, riding a unicorn, and taming the pet dragon she adopted at a recent local ComiCon. His name is Zane. She also loves to spend time with her husband and four children, travel to tropical and exotic destinations, drive in the rain with the convertible top down, and play music at full volume so she can sing along.

Q & A with Author

A lot of authors I have noticed have music as a way to help with their writing. Is this something that you have used as well? If not what are some things you have used?

It depends on the day. When I’m really struggling with a story, sometimes instrumental music that sets the tone of what I’m writing really does help. Same with when I’m writing a love scene. Sometimes love songs help things along. So yes. I do sometimes use music.

Is there a message you would like readers to get out of this book? What is it?

I don’t generally try to put “messages” in my stories, but I do think every story has a theme. This one seems to be about finding your own strength and using your inner light to fuel it. 

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13 Random Facts about Nichole Giles

  1. I am the oldest of eleven children: two biological sisters, four biological brothers, and four step-brothers.
  2. I don’t like to read books that don’t involve some kind of romance, kissing scenes included.
  3. I must have lived during the regency period in a past life, because I love corset-style dresses and costumes. For Halloween, I’ll probably dress up, even though my kids won’t.
  4. My favorite ice cream flavor was discontinued over 10 years ago, but I still hold out hope that Ben and Jerry’s will bring back their Island Paradise flavor.
  5. My favorite food in the world is steamed snow crab.
  6. Whenever I struggle with creating or writing, I like to go for a drive with my convertible top down. I’ve even been known to do this with snow flurries in the air.
  7. Nichole’s ultimate dream house: on a white-sand beach, with lots of windows, palm trees in the yard, a huge patio, and within walking distance to a number of friends’ homes. Also near great shopping. It should also have a dedicated library where I can write.
  8. I have a growing collection of fairies. Statues, paintings, etc. And I’ve started picking up mermaids as well. I love to be surrounded by fantastical creatures.
  9. I have four kids. Two boys, two girls, all nearly grown.
  10. When I was in high school in Arizona, my friends and I haunted a local hangout, where I became highly proficient at playing air hockey.
  11. During my junior year, I had the opportunity to go to New York with my choir, where we sang in Carnegie Hall. We also toured the city, largely without supervision.
  12. My favorite candy includes Kookabura licorice and Black Forest gummies. All varieties of both.
  13. I have kissed a stingray, petted a shark, high-fived a sea otter, and hugged a dolphin, but I have never wrestled an alligator or tried to housebreak a lion—and I don’t think I ever will.

Thanks for hanging out with me for thirteen random facts. You can learn more about me and my books at www.nicholegiles.blogspot.com

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Hall, Leigh: Tethered



by Leigh Hall  (BirthRight #1)

Publication date: October 29th 2013
Genres: New Adult, Urban Fantasy
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No matter how hard you fight it—destiny has a mind of its own!

Since foreseeing the imminent death of her parents six years earlier, Chloe has lived a simple, not-so-charmed-life away from her remaining  Wiccan family.

Zero magic.

No close friendships.

While struggling to bench-press more guilt than any nineteen-year-old ever should.

But fate intervenes and forces Chloe to return home. As if being an  in-the-closet-Seer wasn’t bad enough, now she has to spend summer break  with the snarky sister who hates her—and the magical birthright she was  hell-bent on denying for all eternity.

Luckily, meeting Mr. Perfect takes the edge off her endless family  drama. Hunter’s twenty-five, sometimes old-fashioned in a Jane Austen  hero sort of way, and more delicious than molten-lava cake. But the more she tries to hide her family’s magical secrets from this ever-present  stranger, the more quickly she realizes he’s hiding a few doozies of his own.

Will the lies and betrayal destroy their relationship before it  really begins? Or will learning of their tethered future create an  unbreakable bond neither can deny? Either way, their hearts will be  forever entwined by destiny.

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I’m jolted awake as someone grabs my arm.

I squint, trying to see who it is.

It’s Hunter.

With his chiseled face only inches away, his minty breath grazes my cheek.

“There you are.” He caresses my forearm. “You had me freaked out for a second. I kept calling your name but you wouldn’t wake up.”

Crap. “Sorry about that.”

“Do you always talk in your sleep?” His head tilts to the left, eyes narrowing.

I push myself up to a sitting position, realizing everyone else had left the room. I look back to Hunter. “How long have you been here?” And how long was I out?

“Oh, only for a few minutes. I ran into your family in the hall and they told me to see if you were awake. I didn’t want to bother you, but you were having a bad dream again.” He clears his throat. “I couldn’t leave you like that.”

I run my fingers through my hair, just in case it’s sticking up somewhere. “Thanks for waking me.” I lean on my elbow, acclimating myself to my surroundings.

My insides shake, recalling my dream with such clarity.

“You okay? You still seem out of it.” With a gentle touch, he strokes my hand. It pulls at my heart like a tug-of-war.

It’s too much. Damn it. I can’t do this.

I need to change the subject—and fast. “Hey, I have a question for you…but you have to promise you won’t laugh at me for asking.” It’s time to find fault in this seemingly perfect stranger. That will snap me of this ridiculous infatuation.

“Hmm. I don’t know if I can make a promise like that. You do sort of make it easy to laugh at you, you know.” He smirks.

“Come on. Promise me?” I pretend to pout. Unsuccessfully, I’m sure.

“Okay, okay. Anything to avoid seeing that face again. I promise I won’t laugh.”

“Thank you.” Proud of myself, I sit up straight. “So I was wondering—and maybe I should pre-empt this first by saying—your answer doesn’t mean anything one way or the other. I’m only asking out of curiosity, so there’s no wrong answer.” Guilt creeps through my stomach before I even ask.

“Well, now you have me curious. Just ask already, woman.” He sits on the couch beside me.

I hunker down in my seat, preparing for his reaction. “Do you by chance know any famous poets?”

He leans back, squinting as he parts his lips. What on earth is going through his head?

Great. He must think I’m evil for asking something I know he’s clueless about.

His look of confusion turns into one of tenderness. His eyes widen. Face softens a bit.

What’s that about?

I can’t help but ask, “What? Did I say something wrong?”

He smiles, his right eyebrow rising.

“I carry your heart with me.

I carry it in my heart.

I am never without it, anywhere I go you go, my dear.

And whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling I fear.

No fate, for you are my fate, my sweet.

I want no world for beautiful you are my world, my true.

And it’s you who are whatever a moon has always meant.

And whatever a sun will always sing is you.

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows.

Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life, which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide, and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart.

“I carry your heart.

I carry it in my heart.”

Hunter gazes into my eyes, the corner of his mouth twitching.

Where the hell did that come from?

My mouth hangs open in veneration.

I have no words. Though what words could I possibly speak anyway?

He looks amused, grinning like the fool who just told a hilarious joke. “Oh, I’m sorry. You asked if I know any famous poets. My bad. I didn’t answer you properly. E. E. Cummings. There. Will that suffice, Miss Chloe?”

I manage to find my voice after the initial shock wears off. “Ah, yeah. That will more than suffice.” My cheeks enflame. “Um, mind if I ask where you picked up poetry?”

“Oh, a little here…a little there.” He won’t wipe the stupid grin off his face.

“Okay…you can stop gloating anytime now.” I look up, shaking my head. Of course, I would have to look like a fool. Again.

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Author Bio:
BrandiBrandi lives in central Pennsylvania with her fur-ball cats (Onyx and Klepto), where she spends most of her time attached to her laptops, reading books, appeasing her sweet tooth, and watching TV for motivation.
Growing up in a haunted house inspired Brandi’s fascination with the paranormal, so it only made sense that she’d write Urban Fantasy books for both teens and adults.
Brandi hasn’t been lucky enough to meet her soul mate (yet), so she writes paranormal tales of those who have. Her stories combine magical elements with real-life issues, strong female characters, semi-old fashioned men and family values, woven together and told from an emotional, first-person perspective. She enjoys writing sweet stories that teach girls it’s okay to speak your mind and be independent, career-driven, and not worry about fitting in to society’s mold.
In addition to the BirthRight Novels, she also has four additional adventures she’ll be writing over the next few years, so stay-tuned.
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