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Cover Reveal: 27 HOURS by Tristina Wright

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Today we’re happy to be taking part in the cover reveal of Tristina Wright’s 27 HOURS (THE NIGHTSIDE SAGA #1). 27 Hours will be available October 3, 2017 and is published by Entangled Teen.


Check out that gorgeous cover! 


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Book Description: 

Rumor Mora fears two things: hellhounds too strong for him to kill, and failure. Jude Welton has two dreams: for humans to stop killing monsters, and for his strange abilities to vanish.

But in no reality should a boy raised to love monsters fall for a boy raised to kill them.

Nyx Llorca keeps two secrets: the moon speaks to her, and she’s in love with Dahlia, her best friend. Braeden Tennant wants two things: to get out from his mother’s shadow, and to unlearn Epsilon’s darkest secret.

They’ll both have to commit treason to find the truth.

During one twenty-seven-hour night, if they can’t stop the war between the colonies and the monsters from becoming a war of extinction, the things they wish for will never come true, and the things they fear will be all that’s left.


Where to find 27 HOURS:



Meet Tristina Wright

tristinaTristina Wright is a blue-haired bisexual with anxiety and opinions. She’s also possibly a mermaid, but no one can get confirmation. She fell in love with science fiction and fantasy at a young age and frequently got caught writing in class instead of paying attention. She enjoys worlds with monsters and kissing and monsters kissing. She married a nerd who can build computers and make the sun shine with his smile. Most days, she can be found drinking coffee from her favorite chipped mug and making up more stories for her wombfruit, who keep life exciting and unpredictable.

Still trying to figure out the mermaid thing.


Where to find Tristina online

Snapchat: @tristinawright


Today on TLT, we’re excited to share the cover of debut novelist Robin Yardi’s The Midnight War of Mateo Martinez, the story of a fifth grader who’s positive his old trike has been stolen by skunks. Mateo endeavors to get it back, and his quest begins in the middle of the night . . .

After the cover reveal, stick around to read a conversation between author Robin Yardi and cover designer Teagan White.

Without further ado . . .


And now for the conversation:

Robin Yardi: It’s so cool to finally talk to you! I had a pretty immediate reaction to all of your cover sketches collectively and seeing that you were the cover artist specifically. It’s something I like to call joyful nausea (I swear this is a compliment).

Even before I let my brain spin out into wondering which of your four sketches would be the cover I wondered . . . jeez, did she read my book? So that’s my first question. When you take on a new YA or MG cover, do you read excerpts of the book, or the whole thing?

Teagan White: Hahaha. “Joyful nausea” needs to become a commonly-used phrase! Love that reaction. 🙂

Yes, I did read your book! I don’t always read the books I do covers for. Sometimes I’m not even sent the manuscript, or sometimes the art director already has a very clear concept outlined for me. But mostly I do read them, as long as the turnaround time isn’t too fast for me to do so. Your book is fairly short, not to mention a delightful read, so I was happy to get to read it in its entirety.


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RY: I had a feeling you must have, which I think also contributed to my joyful nausea. There were just too many details pulled from different places in the book, the tomato soup and the jasmine and the hydrangeas and the net and even a little letter on one of the sketches. It was quite a feeling, thinking someone besides Greg [Hunter, the book’s editor] and the team at Lerner had read the book. And it’s quite a feeling knowing you liked it!

TW: Was there ever any sort of idea or expectation in your head of what the cover might look like?

RY: After my manuscript was accepted, I actively fought against the urge to imagine the cover. I had read so many blogs and interviews about the process and heard that it really wouldn’t be up to me at all. But before I sold the book, I absolutely imagined it. One element that made it from my imaginings into your cover art, magically, without my having to suggest it, was the shield.

TW: I honestly don’t know very much about the author’s side of planning a book cover! Were you able to offer input about what type of cover artwork you wanted?

RY: As it turns out, Greg did ask for my input on the cover, both before and after the sketching stage. As far back as when he acquired the manuscript, we discussed having an illustrated cover, which is not something every book gets and something I really, really wanted! By the time we got to brainstorming concepts for the cover, we had finished most of our edits together, which made it easy to trust that whatever he and Emily Harris, the book’s designer, helped initiate in terms of illustrator choice or tone or concept would be just right for the book.

TW: I’m not sure whether it would be slightly disappointing or a big relief to not have your main character depicted on the cover. It was a plus for me, since it’s easier and more enjoyable for me to draw animals than human characters, but at the same time, Mateo and Mila are both such wonderful personalities that I wouldn’t have minded drawing them!

RY: I wasn’t disappointed not to see Mateo and Mila on the cover, but I was worried that without them there, kids would think it was a talking animal book about skunks and raccoons, instead of a talking animal book about skunks, raccoons, and kids. Greg and I talked a little bit about how to imply the human world in the cover, and I think you did that brilliantly! The tomato can, the trashcan, the fence, even the scale of your objects and animals work to accomplish this.

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TW: I’m trying my best to keep this all about our topic of the cover, but I have to ask—skunks on a tricycle? Where did this idea come from?! (I instantly accepted this cover project when I read the words “skunks stealing a tricycle” in the first email, by the way, and then probably texted a few friends about it in all caps.)

RY: Ha! Well, when I first started writing this book, my daughter had a trike with a squeaky back wheel (I winged it with the car once), and we lived quite close to a wonderful neighborhood park called Kid’s World. She would ride to the park on the trike, creak-squeak, creak-squeaking the whole way. At the same time, we’re in the habit of feeding the neighborhood stray cats, which means we were also in the habit of feeding the neighborhood skunks and raccoons. Sometimes when my daughter couldn’t sleep, we would scatter dog food on the back porch and wait. We called these skunk watching nights. One night I asked my daughter, “Do you think the skunks and raccoons play at Kid’s World at night, when we are all sleeping?”

“How would they even get there?” she asked.

“Just like you,” I said. “On your squeaky trike, one on each pedal . . . ,” and so I had my beginning.

When you read a book or an excerpt, what elements are you looking to pull out for a cover?

TW: The tone, emotion, humor, and other more nebulous (but important!) qualities of the book definitely influence what I end up doing for the illustration! But since the mood that the publisher has in mind for the cover illustration is usually decided before the art director even reaches out to me, the things I’m paying the closest attention to while I read tend to be more specific. For this, I noted the personalities of the animals so that my drawings were based on actual characters, not just any skunks and any raccoons.

I also always pay attention to visual descriptions of things that I could illustrate. I keep a running list. I’m very glad that I was able to read the full book, because the way that the skunks are bursting through the hydrangea bush on the cover was an image that came to me while reading—I couldn’t stop visualizing all these characters bursting out of garden shrubs in a flurry of petals, and I wanted very much to capture that in the drawing.

MidnightWar_GTeagan: “I did the final art for this in black gouache. Gouache is sort of like an opaque watercolor that you can use with a brush with very little water, if you want a very flat and crisp look. . . . Painting with black gouache is essentially like painting with ink, but the consistency of the medium is thicker and more viscous, which can give you ultra-smooth lines and edges.”

RY: Once my joy nausea wore off, I was able to look at the cover concepts more objectively. Actually, that is a total lie. I immediately picked a favorite. But I wanted everyone to settle on the right cover for the book. So, I printed the concepts out and took them to the playground, showed them to kids, showed them to friends, I even considered strangers but restrained myself. It made me wonder, when you create multiple sketches, do you have a favorite?

TW: Yes! I think every other illustrator I’ve ever spoken to about this has agreed: if you’re working with a client, you always have one idea that you’re really stoked on and put most of your energy into. The other sketches that you do after putting together the first idea are kind of filler, to give the client more options. Sometimes you do these grudgingly or sometimes they turn into great explorations that end up better than your original idea, but in the end, I think there is always a “right” sketch in your head, and it’s always hard if the client picks the “wrong” sketch (even if you objectively know that it was the better option for the project—which is why having an art director to make the tough choices is so valuable).

This was one of those cases where my preference changed while I worked. I really liked the idea of doing something more chaotic like the unused sketch. The concept that we went with in the end is a better composition and more suited to the book, and tells more of a narrative—definitely the better option, and I preferred it in the end.

I had a strong preference on color, though, and I am so glad I got to use the pinks and blues 🙂

MidnightWar_HTeagan: “I also painted in separations. If you’ve never worked in separations before, think of it as painting different parts of the image on several sheets of paper, so that when they all overlap, they form the complete picture.”

RY: Interestingly, the more chaotic sketch, with big typography, was actually the preferred version for the majority of adults I showed it to (maybe 60%), but kids were more like 90% for the shield. The swirling feeling, even the visual chaos, is pretty evocative of Mateo’s emotional state, but I think the final version gives kids who pick up the book a narrative to understand and still gives the impression of that swirly emotional chaos. Perfection!

So, Teagan, what’s your favorite element of the final cover art?

TW: Totally that tomato can.

RY: Ha—the tomato can is key!

Thanks for indulging all my curiosity. I couldn’t have asked for a more weird and wonderful cover, and it feels amazing to have your beautiful art gracing the front of the book!

Look for The Midnight War of Mateo Martinez from Carolrhoda Books, a division of Lerner Publishing Group, on March 1, 2016.

Cover reveal: Original Fake written by Kirstin Cronn-Mills with art by E. Eero Johnson

We are thrilled to host the cover reveal for Original Fake by Kirstin Cronn-Mills with art by E. Eero Johnson. Original Fake will be available on 4/19/2016 and is published by G.P. PUTNAM’S SONS BOOKS FOR YOUNG READERS.





Description of the book: 

Introvert Frankie Neumann is not exactly the standout in his family. Between his tutu-wearing nightmare of a sister and his parents, Bridget and Brett—Frank Sinatra and Dr. Frank-N-Furter impersonators, respectively—it’s easy for him to fade into the background. He’s just the guy who makes pizza at Pizza Vendetta, the one nobody ever sees. But Frankie has artistic aspirations that are all his own, and he’s about to get swept up in an art adventure of a lifetime.

After his shift at the pizzeria one night, Frankie’s approached by David and Rory, cousins who are errand runners for the notorious and anonymous street artist Uncle Epic—Frankie’s absolute idol. They have an unbelievable offer for Frankie: to join Epic’s crew. It’s not only a chance for Frankie to flourish as an artist but also to get closer to Rory, the hottest girl in school. But best of all, Epic’s art escapades give Frankie a shot at the ultimate revenge against his insufferable sister for a lifetime of torture. But the lines between art and real life are quickly blurred as street art escalates into an all-out war with consequences no one could see coming.

Told partly in graphic panels, Kirstin Cronn-Mills’ and E. Eero Johnson’s YA novel is funny, daring and fiercely original—a tale for anyone who’s ever felt invisible.



A peek at some of the interior pieces of artwork.



Kirstin Cronn-Mills on how the book came to be:

This book was born from a passing comment made 8+ years ago by my then-agent George Nicholson: “I haven’t seen a good brother-sister book for a while.”  Hmm, I thought.  I have brothers.  I’m a sister.  I can write something like that.  But then I ended up on other writing paths and the idea went by the wayside.  Fast forward to thinking about how sometimes the student upstages the teacher (I was watching Hedwig and the Angry Inch and Exit Through The Gift Shop, the documentary about the street artist Banksy and his student Mr. Brainwash) and how gender expression can be flexible (I was watching Rocky Horror Picture Show), and George’s comment came back to me. WHAM! Somehow all of those connections collided to make this wild, fun, illustrated (!) book.  It was a joy to create, and a dream come true to watch E. bring the text to life.  We hope readers will enjoy the story as much as we do.


Cover Reveal: Beast in the Mirror by Laura Bradley Rede

We’re excited to share with you the cover reveal for Beast in the Mirror, Laura Bradley Rede’s forthcoming LGBT fantasy novella. Laura is a Minnesota author who I had the pleasure of meeting this past summer when she came to visit the YA book club I facilitate through the public library. We had a great time talking books and writing with Laura, as well as a bit of a wild (and fun!) time doing a writing prompt exercise. Check out Laura’s website, where you can find information on her other writing, and go follow her on Twitter, too. Laura’s novella will be available soon–we’ll share the release date when it’s out.


First, a blurb (isn’t blurb a weird word?):


Once upon a time, Bella Ashton was the teenage model to watch . That is, until her anorexia got the better of her and she passed out on the runway. Now, fresh off a year of eating disorder rehab, Bella is eager to get back in the game. But when she and her photographer cousin break into an abandoned Irish manor to stage a photo shoot, Bella finds herself face to face with the house’s owner: a hideous Beast who used to be a girl like her. Taken captive, the terrified Bella will do anything to escape. But as she learns more about the Beast, she discovers they aren’t that different—and that the Beast, in her own way, is a prisoner, too. How far will she go to save the Beast she’s slowly learning to love? And can finding the beauty in someone else help you find it in yourself?


Laura Bradley Rede gives the “tale as old as time” a fresh new twist in this queer, feminist reimagining.


(Please note:  This story’s intent is to be healing, but it does contains discussion of anorexia that may be triggering for some readers.)


And now for the stunning cover, designed by Damon Za



An excerpt from Beast in the Mirror:

“Teach me the bottom-hand part,” I say.

She looks at me doubtfully. “You play?”

“Not a note, but you can teach me, right? Just that one part.”

“Fine.” With her human hand, she arranges my fingers on the keys. “First this.”

I play a hesitant chord.

“And then like so.” She rearranges my fingers slightly. Her hand is very warm. Does she get hot under all that fur? My own hand trembles on the keys as she teaches me the rest of the phrase.

“Are you cold?” It sounds like an accusation. She frowns at me. Concern and annoyance look identical on her inhuman face, and I can’t tell which one she is feeling.

I shrug. “I’m always cold.”

“Why?” It’s not polite curiosity. The Beast just demands.

I almost say, None of your business, but I tend to talk when I’m nervous. I can’t help it. “When I was thin—”

“You are thin.”

“When I was thinner, it screwed up my thyroid or something. Or maybe it was just that I didn’t have any fat to burn for warmth, or for insulation or whatever. I felt cold all the time.”

The Beast frowns. “That sounds unpleasant.”

“It was painful, really.  I would wake up in the night with numb feet. My toes hurt if I touched them, like I had frostbite.” I should stop talking, but I can’t. “Once a doctor told me I should watch out for numbness in my arms—because it’s a heart attack symptom, you know? And my body had started eating my heart muscle? He was like, ‘Tell me right away if your arm goes numb,’ and I was like, ‘My arm has been numb for a month.'”

I’m kind of trying to be funny, but the Beast doesn’t get it. I think her scowl is a look of concern. “That sounds like torture.”

I play a wistful little tune on the piano. “I liked it, actually, at the time. Shivering burns calories. I’d drink a big glass of ice water and wrap up in a blanket and shake.”

The Beast stares at me for a long moment. “You’re a very unusual person.”

I laugh. “You’re calling me unusual?”

“I am.” Those eyes. So serious.

“Well, I’m not really unusual. I’m just a little further up the spectrum than some people. They’re like here.” I plunk a note towards the middle of the piano. I have to reach across The Beast to do it, which feels bold. “And I’m more like here.” I reach even farther past her, my arm brushing against her warm fur, and plink the third to highest note. Even as I do it, I wish I could be the highest.

I pull my hand back, self-consciously.

“And where am I?” The Beast asks, “Here?” She reaches around behind me with her bird claw and thuds the very lowest note. It echoes her deep, growling voice.

I laugh. “Something like that.”

The Beast leaves her arm around me for a heartbeat. At least, I think it would be a heartbeat. My own heart seems to be frozen in my chest.

Then she lets her arm drop. She puts her hands back on the piano. There’s an itchy little silence.

“Here, you said?” She plinks that third-highest note and a little chill goes through me, like she just ran her finger down my spine.

“And here, right?” I sound the lowest note. Its so deep, I feel the vibration in my core.

Her hand feels too far away from mine now. How many keys are there on a piano? Eighty-eight? So that means we’re…My mind won’t do simple math. I’m too distracted.

I trip my fingers back towards hers, hitting random notes along the way. She slides her hand back to meet me. Our fingers brush somewhere just south of the note I called “normal.”

“Can we play that piece of a song now?” I ask.

“If you haven’t forgotten it.” Her facial expressions are still too hard to read, but I’m starting to recognize a little glint in her eyes that means she’s joking.

“Of course not!” I say, and then realize I could have faked forgetting it and she would have shown me again, with her hand over mine.  But that would be lame, right?

“Then we can play,” she says, “But only if you stop shaking. I’m starting to think you’re afraid of me.”

“Not in the least.” I smile up at her. I know what I’m saying isn’t entirely true. On the scale of “fear” to “not fear,” I am still a middle note.

“Then you have to warm up,” she says. With her bird-claw hand, she pulls the edge of her curtain cape around me, resting her claws on my shoulders.

I stiffen. The bird hand is so strange, the talons so curved and sharp.

But I don’t let myself flinch away. I let myself feel it, warm and dry, the skin like scales. This must be what it feels like to touch a dragon.


I nod. Together, we play: me haltingly thumping the chords, her patiently picking out the notes. It’s timed all wrong, the notes banging up against each other, like knocking teeth on a first kiss.


Cover Reveal: The Undead – Playing for Keeps by Elsie Elmore

The Undead: Playing for Keeps, by Elsie Elmore
Genre: young-adult, paranormal-romance
Publisher: Curiosity Quills Press
Date of Publication:September 3rd, 2014
Cover Artist: Alexandria Thompson (http://alexandriadior.deviantart.com/)
Incarcerated on Earth as punishment for breeding with humans, the Watchers found a way to escape. Zach is living proof of that…even though someone has cut out his heart.
When Zach turns eighteen he develops an insatiable thirst for blood, but he tries to bury his fears and go on enjoying his birthday. His best friend Kim has scored them tickets to the hottest gig in town. But a charged encounter with his idol, the enigmatic rock star known as Grigory, leads to a revelation that shatters everything Zach thinks he knows about himself and the world, and places everyone dear to him in grave danger.
Zach is a Naphil, the forbidden offspring of a mortal woman and a Watcher. When those who seek to destroy him snatch Kim, Zach is forced to embark on a journey of discovery spanning continents and ages. With the help of a mysterious stranger named Sam, Zach must unearth the truth about his parentage, find Kim, and discover who has stolen his heart…before he triggers the apocalypse.

About The Author:

Elsie Elmore lives in North Carolina with her husband and two kids.

With a science education degree from NCSU, she never imagined she would someday write stories that challenge the laws of nature. She loves the color red, has an appreciation for chocolate and coffee that borders on obsession, and wishes fall temperatures would linger year round.

Elsie is a member of several writing organizations: RWA, SCBWI, and WSW.  The Undead : Playing for Keeps is her debut novel.

Find Elsie Elmore Online:

Website (http://elsieelmore.com/) | Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/elsieelmorewriter) | Twitter (https://twitter.com/ElsieWriter) | Goodreads(https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8213277.Elsie_Elmore)

Unleashed Cover Reveal!

What if the worst thing you ever did was unforgivable?

Davy’s world fell apart after she tested positive for Homicidal Tendency Syndrome. She was expelled from her school, dumped by her boyfriend, abandoned by friends, and shipped off to a camp that turns HTS carriers into soldiers. Davy may have escaped, but the damage has already been done. The unthinkable has happened. Now, even worse than having everyone else see her as a monster is the knowledge that they may have been right about her all along. Because Davy has killed.

On the run from government agents, Davy is rescued by Caden, the charismatic leader of an underground group of rebels. Despite Caden’s assurances that the Resistance is made up of carriers like her, Davy isn’t sure she can trust them. Then again, she doesn’t even know if she can trust herself . . . or her growing feelings for Caden. But if she doesn’t belong with Caden and his followers, is there anywhere she can call home?
UNLEASHED mini-teaser:

I thought being labeled a killer and losing everything—my future, family, boyfriend, friends—was the worst thing that could ever happen to me. It’s not. Finding out they were right. Finding out that’s exactly what I am?

That’s worse.

Read our review of Uninvited here.

We are super excited for Unleashed! It is scheduled to be released early in 2015. We’ll keep you updated on all the news.

Speaking of Covers . . . The Warrior by Victoria Scott (aka, How I Can Scratch Off 1 of the Items on My Bucket List)

Yesterday the cover for the third and final book in The Dante Walker trilogy by Victoria Scott debuted on Hypable.  If you have not been reading this series, you are doing yourself a huge disservice.

The war between heaven and hell is coming.  Dante was sent to collect one important soul in The Collector (book 1), Charlie’s.  The question is, why is this one girl so important?  With a lot of snark and swagger, Dante is determined to find out.

Here’s the cover . . .

Supernatural fans, you should be reading this.  Buffy fans, you should be reading this.
All people, you should be reading this.
And thank you Victoria Scott and Entangled Teen for allowing one of my dreams to come true!

Cover Reveal: Sunrise by Mike Mullin

The stunning conclusion to the Ashfall trilogy by Mike Mullin


The Yellowstone supervolcano nearly wiped out the human race. Now, almost a year after the eruption, the survivors seem determined to finish the job. Communities wage war on each other, gangs of cannibals roam the countryside, and what little government survived the eruption has collapsed completely. The ham radio has gone silent. Sickness, cold, and starvation are the survivors’ constant companions.

When it becomes apparent that their home is no longer safe and adults are not facing the stark realities, Alex and Darla must create a community that can survive the ongoing disaster, an almost impossible task requiring even more guts and more smarts than ever — and unthinkable sacrifice. If they fail . . . they, their loved ones, and the few remaining survivors will perish.

This epic finale has the heart of Ashfall, the action of Ashen Winter, and a depth all its own, examining questions of responsibility and bravery, civilization and society, illuminated by the story of an unshakable love that transcends a post-apocalyptic world and even life itself.

Giveaway Time: Win a survival band.  Open to U.S. residents.  Rafflecopter below.  Ends October 10th!


Mike holds a black belt in Songahm Taekwondo. He lives in Indianapolis with his wife and her three cats. Ashen Winter is his second novel. His debut, Ashfall, was named one of the top five young adult novels of 2011 by National Public Radio, a Best Teen Book of 2011 by Kirkus Reviews, and a New Voices selection by the American Booksellers Association.

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Cover Reveal: Watermark, book 4 in the Phantom Island series by Krissi Dallas

Watermark, the fourth installment of the YA fantasy Phantom Island series by Krissi Dallas is finally releasing this fall! If you haven’t jumped on board this island adventure full of magic, mystery, and romance, now is your chance. Enter to win an autographed Phantom Island trilogy pack, an autographed copy of Watermark when it releases, a tribal t-shirt, or an autographed copy of The Collector by debut author Victoria Scott! The giveaway will be open for entries until Friday, June 14. See information below.

And now for Watermark… the dramatic conclusion to the first half of the Phantom Island series…


I stared at her in frustration. “What is with you?!” I exploded. She was not acting like my best friend. Like my Morgan. “You’ve been so different this summer, and I don’t get it!”

“Well, you’ve been different too! People change, you know,” she snapped back.
“If I’ve changed, fine. But at least I’m still honest with you. You, however, have turned into a liar! If we don’t have trust between us, then what do we have, Morgan?”

Plot Synopsis:

Relationships on the White Island are volatile and Whitnee, Morgan, and Caleb aren’t sure who they can trust—even each other. Politicians are lying, history is being rewritten, and motives are questionable. Whitnee sets out with Gabriel and a band of rebel spies to take back the enemy’s biggest weapon—Whitnee’s father. However, a shocking turn of events proves once again that the Island’s secrets have the power to destroy more than just the truth. Separated from her friends, Whitnee battles her own fears in order to survive and protect the ones she loves. But when Morgan’s illness finally comes to light, Whitnee faces a decision that could alter her future—and Morgan’s—forever. And whether she ultimately stays on the Island or leaves might not be her choice, after all.
 “…[An] earnest tale of magic and romance that deals with the great distance between pain and recovery.” –Kirkus Reviews (Windchaser, Phantom Island Book 1)

Meet the Author:

Krissi Dallas loves pop music, mismatched socks, and fried chicken. She lives in Fort Worth, Texas with her youth minister husband, Sam, and their two wicked Yorkies, Elphie and Luna. Krissi enjoys hanging out with her quirky middle school students and building the dramatic, magical, and mysterious world that makes up the Phantom Island series. Be sure to check out Windchaser, Windfall, and Watercrossing. Krissi loves connecting with teens, as well as readers and writers of all ages! You can stalk her online at www.KrissiDallas.com.  You can also follow her on Twitter @KrissiDallas

Cover Reveal: Tag Along by Tom Ryan (and a Giveaway!)

Today, we are excited to give you a sneak peek at the second title being released by Tom Ryan!

TAG ALONG (Orca Book Publishers) is Tom Ryan’s second novel. His debut, WAY TO GO (Orca Book Publishers), was published in 2012 and was chosen for the ALA’s Rainbow List of notable 2012 titles for and about LGBT youth, the ALA’s Quick Picks List, The OLA’s Best Bets List of the top ten YA novels in Canada for 2012. WAY TO GO was also a nominee for the White Pine award.

TAG ALONG will be released on October 1, 2013.
Tom is running an awesome pre-order contest for TAG ALONG on his website. Head to www.tomwrotethat.com to check it out!
TAG ALONG SYNOPSIS : It’s junior prom night. Andrea is grounded, Paul is having panic attacks, Roemi has been stood up, and Candace is trying to avoid one particular cop. Over the course of eight eventful hours, paths are crossed, plans are changed, messages are mixed, and four near strangers form some unlikely bonds.
And now, click for the cover reveal . . .

Newton’s third law of motion says that every action has an equal and opposite reaction.
For instance, when I drop six feet from the roof of my garage, the third law tells me that my butt will hit the ground with as much force as the ground will hit my butt. When I land, it feels as if the ground has come out the winner, but you can’t argue with science. Equal and opposite. Thanks, Newton.
 I groan and roll over to lie flat on my back. I stay there for a minute, staring up through the soft leafy canopy of the maple tree that marks the edge of our yard. Then I struggle to my feet, brush off the back of my shorts and stand for a moment, trying to figure out what to do. There’s not much to do other than get out of here, so I hurry down the street before one of my parents happens to look out the window.
 If you’d told me a month ago that I would go to these lengths to get out of the house, all for the sake of prom, I wouldn’t have believed you. Sure, I was planning to go to prom, but only because that’s what you’re supposed to do. I’m not into clothes the way my best friend Bethanne is, and I think dancing is weird. I’ll never understand what compels people to lose control and shake around like a bunch of maniacs.
Then the Justin Sanchez thing happened.
Justin’s been in most of my advanced-level classes since ninth grade, and I guess you could say I have a bit of a crush on him. He’s quiet and a bit geeky, but he’s really smart and definitely cute, and until a few weeks ago, I didn’t think he knew I existed, let alone knew my name.
It’s not like he’s some ladies’ man or whatever–as far as I know, he’s never even gone out with a girl–it’s just that we’ve never really spoken to each other. Then a few weeks ago I had a dentist appointment and missed my afternoon classes. That night Bethanne called me, practically hyperventilating.
“Guess what?” she said. “Justin was asking about you today!” She’s the only person who knows I’m into him.
“What do you mean?” I asked. “What did he say?”
“He said, Where’s Andrea? and I told him you were at the dentist. Isn’t that awesome?”
“Is that it?” I asked her.
“It’s a start!” she said. It didn’t really sound like much, but the more I thought about it, the more I began to see that she had a point. He’d gone from not acknowledging my existence to noticing my absence. That had to count for something.
 “You’ve got to make a move,” she continued. “The ball’s in your court.”
“What ball?” I asked her.
“Andrea,” she said. “He came up to me out of nowhere and asked where you were. That’s the ball.”
“Well, shouldn’t I wait for him to talk to me or something?”
“No,” she said. “Justin Sanchez has no game. If you want something to happen, you have to make it happen.”
Tonight is the prom, which is obviously as good a place as any to make my move. When I woke up this morning, I was genuinely excited. Bethanne had helped me find a great dress, red with black trim and a flared skirt that ends just below the knee. I had an appointment to get my hair done and a plan to go to Bethanne’s house so we could get ready together. Most of all, I had a good feeling about me and Justin. I’m not talking about fate or destiny, just a positive reading of the facts as I knew them.
Of course, the facts as I knew them this morning have changed. As of right now: I’m not going to be talking to Justin tonight; I’m not going to be dancing with Justin tonight; I’m definitely not going to be making out with Justin tonight. As a matter of fact, I won’t even see Justin tonight, because I’m not going to be at the prom.
Everything might have worked out just fine if Bethanne hadn’t convinced me that we should get some alcohol for the dance. I feel the same way about drinking as I do about dancing–why do it?–but Bethanne wouldn’t let up, so I asked my brother Brad if he’d buy some for us.
Brad doesn’t live with us anymore. He’s taking a graphic-design program at the community college in the city, and he has an apartment with his girlfriend, Janelle, who is awesome. She’s very loud and funny, and she’s studying theater at university.
“Yeah, no sweat,” he said when I asked him about the booze. “Just promise that you’ll keep an eye on Bethanne. I don’t want to be hauled off to jail because she gets wasted and streaks the prom.”
About a week ago, he picked up the sugary wine cooler that Bethanne requested, and I hid it in my closet. Probably not the best idea.
 This afternoon, I borrowed Mom’s car for my hair appointment. When I got home, she was sitting in the living room waiting for me, the bottle of Raspberry Comet Cooler  in front of her on the coffee table. I could tell right away that this wouldn’t end well.
“Where did you get this, Andrea?” she asked.
“What were you doing in my closet?”
“Answer my question,” she said.
“I stood in the parking lot outside the liquor store until some old man agreed to buy it for me,” I told her.
“I have a hard time believing that,” she said. No kidding.
“Well, that’s what happened.” I wasn’t going to rat out Brad. I wouldn’t put it past her to call the cops on him.
“You can lose the attitude, young lady,” she said.
I swear, seventeen years on earth and I’d never done anything to piss her off. It was like she’d been waiting all this time for something to happen, as if she just needed to prove to herself that I’m going to end up like Brad, who barely made it through high school. Never mind that I’ve got six years of straight-A report cards under my belt.
I tried reasoning with her, although I knew it wouldn’t work. “Mom, please just pour it down the sink and forget about it. I won’t drink–I promise.”
“Oh, I know you won’t drink,” she said, in her patented I know what’s best for the world voice. “You’re grounded for a month, Andrea. You can forget about the prom.”
So that’s how I ended up sitting in my room this afternoon, staring at my dress drooping on a hanger in my closet like a sad, headless puppet. After a while, Mom knocked on the door and, without waiting for me to answer, stuck her head in.
“Honey?” When I didn’t answer, she pushed open the door and just stood there, staring at me. I didn’t look at her.
“Pouting isn’t going to help you,” she said. Her voice softened a bit. “You sure you don’t want something to eat? You feeling okay?”
“Are you kidding?” I said. “Of course I’m not okay. I’m grounded.”
“Andrea, choices come with consequences. I don’t want you to end up doing something stupid. I’m not going to do this all over again.”
“You mean like with Brad?” I asked her. “Mom, you know that’s not fair. Brad almost flunked out of school.”
“Exactly,” she said.
“Exactly what?” I asked. “I’m on the honor roll. How perfect do you want me to be?”
“I don’t want you to be perfect,” she said. “I want you to be safe.”
“Safe,” I repeated. “I’m locked up in my room for my own personal safety. Got it. Can you at least leave me alone, so I can be safe in private?”
“What are you going to do?” she asked. “Just sit in here and brood?”
“Mom. Please leave me alone.”
“Okay, fine, but please come out and eat something if you get hungry. I’ll put a plate of supper in the fridge for you.” 
When she closed the door, I gave her the finger.
I got off my bed and pulled my dress out of the closet. I stood in front of the mirror and held the dress in front of me, staring at myself, noticing how different I looked with my hair up off my neck, admiring the color of the fabric against my skin, imagining what I would have looked like if I’d actually had the chance to dress up. 
Not to be vain or anything, but I thought I would have looked awesome, and I was pretty sure Justin would have thought so too.
I shoved the dress back into the closet and slammed the door, then pulled the bobby pins out of my hair and shook it out so that it hung down to my shoulders again. 
It’s not like I planned it, but once the idea hit me, my mind was already made up. I threw on a hoodie and grabbed my wallet and cell phone. 
Then, before I had time to talk myself out of it, I jumped out the window.
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