Welcome to Rush Hunt. A YArush hosted scavenger hunt with exclusive content from a number of published and forthcoming Entranced titles, a huge prize, and loads of fun. Along the scavenger trail you’ll find a mix of YA and NA titles from Entranced Publishing’s Rush imprint.
Look out for these 11 titles!
The excitement starts October 25 and runs through to November 1. So hop along to the blogs on the list below and join in the fun. Each hosting blog will have exclusive content from a single title. If the post isn’t at the top of their blog look for the #RushHunt button in their sidebar, that should link to it. Not only will you get to read / see exclusive content, but there’s also a huge prize. That’s what you’re hunting for! Keep an eye open for the numbered clues in each post. You’ll need these in order to enter for a chance to win a massive stash of prizes.
How It Works...
On each blog you will find a clue, a clearly marked number somewhere in the post. Collect all these numbers from all the participating blogs, and simply add them together. The correct answer grants you entry into the Rafflecopter on the YARush blog for a chance to win some awesome prizes.
From Bows to Books - The Georgia Corbins
Chapter by Chapter - The Sacrificed
New Adult Addiction - Elected
On Emily’s Bookshelf - In Stone
Aussie Owned and Read - Shadow Born
Book-Marks the Spot - Forget Me Not
Lola's Reviews - Sleeper
Brittany and Bianca Blab Books - Adorned
Cosmochicklitan - Elsker
A Life Bound by Books - Vision of Shadows
Reading Rain Blog - Awakenings
Author: Vincent Morrone
Publisher: Entranced Publishing (December 30th, 2013)
Add to: Goodreads
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Synopsis: Is Bristol Blackburn about to meet the love of her life...or her killer?
After the death of her parents, Bristol Blackburn's life is thrown into chaos and she's forced to move to Spirit, a small town where shadows are stirring. As she learns to navigate her new school and figures out how to keep her psychic abilities secret from her family, Bristol comes face to face with the boy who makes a regular appearance in her dreams: the gorgeous, possibly deadly, Payne McKnight. Soon she’ll find out if Payne will be the love of her life, or the end of it — and she has no idea which possibility scares her more.
And that's not even the worst of it. Strange shadows are haunting her dreams, and they're up to something that could put Bristol and the lives of everyone she loves in jeopardy.
About the Author:
Born and raised in Brooklyn NY, Vincent Morrone now resides in Upstate NY with his wife. (Although he can still speak fluent Brooklynese.) His twin daughters remain not only his biggest fans, but usually are the first to read all of his work. Their home is run and operated for the comfort and convenience of their dogs.
Vincent has been writing fiction, poetry and song lyrics for as long as he can remember, most of which involve magical misfits, paranormal prodigies and even on occasion superheroes and their sidekicks.
As they say in Brooklyn: Yo, you got something to say to Vincent? Check out http://vincentmorrone.com/ where you can learn about Vincent and leave him a comment.
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Vision of Shadows is the first book in a brand new YA paranormal series. It releases in December. We hope you enjoy this exclusive first look.
After my chat with Grandpa, I went straight to my room with my head spinning. I felt horrible about what he had told me, especially about Aunt Eve.
Before I could think about it for very long, my cellphone rang and brought me back to reality. I looked at the caller I.D. and saw it was Maggie. Good, I needed someone to talk to. Someone sane. Guess Maggie would have to do.
“Sorry,” I said. “I just got back a little while ago and I haven’t had time to call. What? No, we didn’t run off and get married. Stop it and listen. Something happened. Something kinda bad.”
I listened as she made guesses about what bad thing happened. They ranged from the dreaded idea of Payne wanting to just be friends, to him trying to get rough with me. There was even something about him being gay, which I agreed would have been a loss to womankind as a whole.
“Nothing like that,” I broke in. “Maggie, we sorta stumbled upon something while we were together.” I repeated the story Payne and I had used on my uncle about the dog digging in the dirt and finding the body of Payne’s cousin.
There was a pause and I imagined Maggie with her hand over her mouth, her eyes wide with shock. When she spoke, she said all the things you would expect. Asked all the normal questions, and expressed all of the proper outrage.
“Listen,” I interrupted, eager to get to more important matters. “Nothing happened between Payne and me but I think, I mean, I’m not sure…but I think it almost did. He kept playing with my hair…twirling it…and then he was looking at me really…I don’t know…but I really thought he was going to…kiss me.”
I quickly pulled the phone away from my ear. Even Ricky seemed to shake in his soup can at Maggie’s high-pitched squeal.
“Maggie, Maggie, Maggie,” I said over and over again. “Maggie! You stop doing a happy dance right now. I mean it. I’m freaked out! I’ve never kissed anyone in my life. I’ll make a fool out of myself!”
“No, Maggie,” I said as I collapsed on my bed. “I’m not kidding. Have you ever…Really? When you were thirteen? What do you mean it’s no big deal? It is a big deal. Oh dear Lord! I’m such a freak,” I said. “No, it’s not sweet and cute! It’s pathetic!”
Maggie tried her best to convince me otherwise, and I did feel a little better when she was done. Apparently, her early kissing experiences weren’t all great. There were incidents of boys missing her lips, bad breath, a case of the giggles and even one boy who just at that magic moment sneezed.
“Oh my,” I said, “that’s appalling.”
I guess I made her feel bad, so she started to tell me about a few of the better kisses she’s had. (Apparently, good old sneezy was pretty good once he convinced her to let him try again.) Which led into stories of what happened after the kissing had begun. This, of course, made me feel worse.
“I don’t know,” I said. “He didn’t ask me out or anything, but I think he might. He had to go with my uncle. Yeah, he’s the sheriff. No, I don’t want to disturb Payne and his family. Besides I don’t have his number.” Not a big obstacle as far as Maggie was concerned. “But I can’t call him. No, I can’t. No, I can’t.”
I gasped. “What do you mean this is the perfect time? What? Maggie, I am not going to use the idea of checking on him just to call. He can call me if he wants. What? No, he doesn’t have my phone number; I thought you said that wouldn’t be a problem? Wait, what about Pricilla?”
She kept going on and on and somehow arrived on the topic of how much Pricilla would be so mad if Payne really did ask me out. According to Maggie, Pricilla had made it her mission to bed as many McKnights as possible and Payne was the crown jewel. Payne had barely noticed her. Good! At least he had taste.
God, I hated the way I sounded.
“I’m not sure if I want to go out with Payne or any other boy. I don’t date. Maybe Payne and I would be better as just fiends. Maggie. Maggie. Maggie! I am not killing you, so knock it off. If I’m not ready then I’m not ready. Has it occurred to you that after everything I’ve been through, maybe I’m just not ready to try my hand at dating? That maybe I have my reasons for never dating before? That I just can’t handle the idea of dating someone right now? What? No, no, no! Maggie Sheppard, you do not get to cry. Listen to me. Oh man.”
I listened as she apologized. “Maggie, come on. You’re my best friend. Of course you are. You’re probably my only friend right now. I know we’ve only known each other a little bit, but I swear you get me like no one else.”
More eye rolls from me. “Yes, I mean that in a good way. Look, I better go. I think I should do some homework and make sure the boys eat something. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
I sat up and listened to her a few seconds. “No, I won’t rule it out I suppose, but I really think I shouldn’t date. Why? Because between the two of us there’s so much baggage and…I don’t know…I have a feeling it might cause a few problems between our families. You know they don’t like each other. Yes, yes, yes. It’s very Romeo and Juliet. Do you remember how that turned out? Yeah, oh is right. Okay. Okay. Okay. No I don’t think we’ll date but if I do, you’ll be the first to know. What do you mean if I don’t want him, can you have him? Oh hardy har har har. See you tomorrow. Bye.”
I hung up and closed my eyes. Whew. Talking to Maggie was like riding a rollercoaster. You never knew where the ups and downs were going to be, but it was never boring.