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The Waking of Ghosts Lost Souls Academy Book 1 by Lilliana Rose Genre: Teen, YA Paranormal Fantasy

There is an evil awakening. At the Lost Souls academy, students aren’t your typical everyday alumni. Rejects from clans, packs, and covens walk these halls, but there’s something more sinister haunting the academy. A resident ghost has new student, Zarya, on the fight to banish it. Will her actions cause more enemies at her new school than friends? ‘I’m coming for you.’ A message from beyond has Zarya fearful. Her skills are underdeveloped, but as a ghost hunter, she must stand and fight this new evil. Can Zarya grow to be the ghost hunter she’s destined to be or will forces overpower her and bring chaos and destruction to the Lost Souls academy? Goodreads * Books2Read

Lilliana is an Amazon Bestselling author, who writes romance in the subgenres of contemporary, paranormal, steampunk, and rural. She enjoys helping characters overcome problems, or issues, and the misunderstandings that often plague relationships, to help them fall in love. Whether it city heels being replaced with country work boots, or some magic beyond this world, or cogs and gears and corsets, each story shows how love can prevail. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads

Confused, Zarya looked around. Leaves rustled on the surrounding trees in a chaotic
movement, so she couldn’t see the direction of the source. The park seemed to darken in the
afternoon light. Time slowed. Her senses sharpened as she engaged both her ghosthunting and
witching abilities.
Another chilled rush of wind wrapped around her. Every muscle in her body fired on alert,
ready to contract so she could spring into action. The problem was with nothing obviously there,
she couldn’t fight back, let alone defend herself.
Adrenaline coursed through her body. Zarya ached to release the pent-up energy instead of
being unable to do anything.
Snapping her head to the left, then the right, she scanned her surroundings, desperate to
detect any anomaly. Her skin prickled as she realized she was the only person in sight. Zarya
realized with a panic she was way too vulnerable there. That this might be some sort of trap,
even though she was certain ghosts weren’t capable of that type of thing. The ghost was here
somewhere, it had to be. It was the only logical reason why she saw nothing.
There was no vibe that this was a spell, so it had to be a ghost.
“Show yourself.”
Was that laughter in the air?
She glanced to the left where she thought the sound might’ve come from.
Nothing.
What the hell is happening?

“Chicken,” Zarya yelled out, struggling to keep her nerve. She summoned her magic, ready to
block anything that might attack her, but again she was too slow.
A coldness wrapped around her neck. She gasped. Air pushed from her lungs. Unable to
refill, she wheezed hard. Cursing herself for being so slow to react, she knew better than to
have stayed exposed as she had on the ground.
Why didn’t I get up and run?
She knew damn well running wasn’t her thing. She was a fighter through and through, and her
style was to stay and fight.

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Expendables The Wall Series Book 1 by Alison Ingleby Genre: YA Dystopian

One girl. A corrupt government. A secret that could shatter a country. ★★★★★ “I haven’t been this hooked on a dystopian series since The Hunger Games and Divergent.” What would you sacrifice to discover the truth? For twelve years, Aleesha has survived as an illegal citizen in poverty- stricken Area Four. She lives by one rule – trust no one. When her illegal status is discovered, Aleesha is forced to join a mysterious organisation intent on taking down the corrupt government. Then she’s introduced to Trey, an Insider who’s been brought up with everything she longs for: wealth, privilege, education. An Insider who, like her, is being hunted by the government’s sinister militia. Aleesha wants to hate him. But Trey may be the only person who can help her find her father – the man who could be her ticket out of poverty. If she can learn to trust him. But discovering the truth comes at a terrible price. And too late, Aleesha and Trey realize that they’re just pawns in a much bigger game… From USA Today Bestselling Author, Alison Ingleby, The Wall Series is an emotional rollercoaster packed with heart-pounding adventure, vivid characters and slow-burn romance. Perfect for fans of Suzanne Collins, Veronica Roth and Marie Lu. Goodreads * Amazon

Infiltrators The Wall Series Book 2

They thought the truth would bring people together. Instead, they started a war. When Aleesha and Trey hand over the secret files they found in the basement of the government headquarters to the media, they hope it will bring Insiders and Outsiders together. United, they would have the power to rebel against the oppressive government. They’re wrong. While the Insiders turn their backs, protected by the Wall that divides the city, Outsiders rebel in the only way they know how: riots, death and destruction. As London erupts in violence, taking down the government’s sinister militia seems to be the only viable course of action. But what Aleesha finds inside the Metz compound will change her life – and her relationship with Trey – forever. Join Aleesha and Trey as they fight for truth, justice and freedom in dystopian London. With fast-paced action, romance, danger, intrigue and one kick-ass heroine, you won’t want to put it down! Goodreads * Amazon

Defenders The Wall Series Book 3

The battle for control of Area Four is over. Or is it? Aleesha is determined to give the captured Metz officers a chance to change. But as tensions rise between Outsider gangs and the newly freed officers, events take a devastating turn and Aleesha is forced to confront her darkest fears. Still reeling from the battle of Rose Square, Trey has his own decision to make. Does he remain Outside or listen to his mother’s pleas and return to his family’s aid? Forced to decide between family and friends, duty and their hearts, Aleesha and Trey must decide which path to choose and if that path involves each other. The explosive third book in The Wall Series features complex plot twists, heart-stopping fight scenes, romance and betrayal, plus all the characters you’ve come to love. Will they all survive? One-click to find out. ★★★★★ “I loved this book and can’t wait to read the next one!” ★★★★★ “This series just gets better and better.” Goodreads * Amazon

Liberators The Wall Series Book 4

When it comes down to it, what do you do – protect your family or follow your heart? Captured by the government, Aleesha is slated for execution. Only her father can save her, but doing so will put the Chain’s plans in jeopardy. Is it worth risking the future of a country to save the life of one girl? As Trey investigates the mysterious additive in the Outsiders’ food supply, his sinister boss closes in. Acting on his suspicions could risk his incarceration and his family’s safety. But can he turn a blind eye to the truth? As the balance of power shifts and alliances are made and broken, Aleesha and Trey must decide who to trust. Because trust risks betrayal. And betrayal means death. Get your copy of the nail-biting conclusion to The Wall Series today and find out how the story ends. Goodreads * Amazon

Alison Ingleby is a USA Today bestselling author of sci-fi and fantasy fiction. She loves writing cross-genre books featuring complex characters, twisting plots and fast-paced action with a dash of romance. When not writing, Alison enjoys reading, drinking tea and spending time outdoors. She lives in Yorkshire, England, but her heart loiters by the sea in north-west Scotland. You can find out more about Alison, sign up to her Readers’ Club and get a free story by visiting her website: https://alisoningleby.com/ Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads

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Obsessed The Locke Brothers Book 1 by Twi J Bryant Genre: Contemporary Fiction Love Story

When Vanessa loses Sebastian to rehab once again, she finds passion in the most unexpected person. Vanessa and Sebastian have been best friends forever, but they’re not just friends, they’re friends with benefits. This arrangement has never been a problem, but Vanessa starts to long for more. How much longer can she stand the empty bed and a note on the bedside table the morning after? When Sebastian, a sexy drummer with a bad boy attitude, falls back into his bad habits, Vanessa watches him go to rehab with a broken heart, again. But the lead singer of Sebastian’s band, Jessie, is ready to cheer her up. Vanessa needed a shoulder to cry on; instead, she found a dom she can’t help but want to please. Jessie ignites her body in ways she’s never imagined and slowly inches his way into her heart. Vanessa didn’t want to fall in love, especially with a man so different from Sebastian, but sometimes the heart wants what it wants. The only problem is, Jessie is Sebastian’s younger brother. Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Kobo * Books2Read

Devoted The Locke Brothers Book 2

Jessie and Vanessa are happy and in love. Finally, she’s with the brother that is ready to commit, or so she thinks. Sebastian is back from rehab and although he wants Vanessa to be happy, it’s hard to be just a friend while his brother steals her heart. Regrets follow him daily; but if he reveals his true feelings now, he won’t only lose a brother, he might lose Vanessa for good. An awkward situation becomes impossible when Jessie asks Vanessa the unthinkable. Faced with a life or death decision while Jessie is already running for the hills, she turns to the one friend who has always been there for her, Sebastian. The rift between Jessie and Vanessa puts Sebastian in the middle; a hard place to be when you’re trying to balance on a thin line between a devastated brother and the girl you’ve always loved. Will Jessie realize what he’s giving up? Can Sebastian finally be the man Vanessa needs him to be? How will Vanessa choose and will it be the right choice? Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Kobo * Books2Read

Beloved The Locke Brothers Book 3

For the Locke brothers loving the same woman has always been a challenge, but nothing compared to the challenge they’re yet to face… Finally able to pursue her happily ever after with Sebastian, Vanessa is overwhelmed and excited for the future. With Jessie’s blessing, they move from dating to being engaged in a matter of weeks. She can’t wait to spend the rest of her life with Sebastian and doesn’t want to waste another second. But something is lurking in the background, something neither the brothers nor Vanessa could see coming. Something more dangerous than love, more threatening than heartache. When the news strikes, the turbulent love triangle is shaken to the core. Out of desperation to change her story, Vanessa, who was ready to say I do to one brother, ends up proposing to the other. The Locke brothers are at a crossroads. Faced with impossible decisions, heart-wrenching revelations and a love strong enough to tear them all apart. They both know that in the end, they’ll do anything to please the woman they love. Love, heartache, regret, and passion all converge in this final novel of the Locke Brothers Series. Twi J. Bryant turns this love triangle on its head but in the end only one thing matters; their memories of her. Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Kobo * Books2Read

This is actually two authors writing together! J. Bryant lives in a zoo. Not really, but come over at dinner time and you’ll think you’ve stepped right into one between the teenagers and twins. She started writing as a creative way of getting her frustrations out and never expected anyone to read the madness that she jotted down. Then she partnered with Twi, who encouraged her to start a tumblr account and post the stories she’d written. HUGE MISTAKE! Now, we’re sitting by the phone waiting on Ellen’s call to invite us on her show. In the meantime she’ll be cheering on her beloved Saints (ehhhm. Ellen, we’re practically family) football team from where she resides in Louisiana! Twi is a devoted mother and wife who wasn’t that good at cooking to begin with so she doesn’t feel guilty when she orders dinner in so she has time to write. Her love of sticky notes and all office supplies keeps her organized while her house slowly dissolves into madness during writing jags with her lobster, J. Bryant. (It’s a Friends reference. Look it up.) She lives in Phoenix, AZ, where it is too hot to do anything outside, so she spends most of her free time on her computer or playing Destiny 2 with friends. Writing is her favorite creative outlet. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads

DEVOTED

Jessie looks remorseful for the first time in the conversation, but a cloud of anger comes
over his face only a moment later. “You put these ideas in her head about marriage and
kids and all along you knew there’d be no way out for me.”
“I may have had a moment of weakness after Anna, but not Nessa. She was certain you
would give her everything. She slapped me so hard for telling her that you wouldn’t. She
had absolute faith in you. There was nothing I could have said to change her mind,”
Sebastian explains plaintively. “She was absolutely certain you wouldn’t ask her to go
through that again.”
“Why didn’t you ever tell me? Why hasn’t she told me? We tell each other everything,”
Jessie rambles.
“I didn’t tell you because I was ashamed and after a while, she wanted to block it out. We
vowed to never discuss it, pretend it didn’t happen. I pushed her away, and she pushed
me but neither of us wanted to break our promise, so we just pretended; we were just
friends. The jealousy, the nights together followed by me sabotaging any chance we may
have had together with the other girls… It all stems from my absolute certainty that I
didn’t deserve her love because of what I asked her to do. She absolutely refuses to
discuss it… or she did, until recently. It’s a very difficult topic for her. We managed for a
long while, but it was always hanging over our heads in the background.”
“She forgave you,” Jessie mutters, the reality of the situation starting to sink in.
“She always said there was nothing to forgive. We were young and stupid, and we
agreed, and it still crushed her,” Sebastian clarifies.
“She’s not going to forgive me for this, is she?” Jessie asks, looking to his big brother for
assurance.
“Are you going to change your mind?” Sebastian asks with a pleading tone.
Jessie takes a moment to try to reconsider it. In the silence, tears fall down his cheeks,
and he knows he can’t give Sebastian the answer he wants. “I’m not.”
“Well then, no, I don’t think she will,” Sebastian tells him point-blank. “How can you let
her go so easily?”
“Does this look easy to you? But I can’t, Seb. I don’t know how. I just can’t.”

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Chameleon by Zoe Kalo Genre: YA Paranormal Psychological Suspense

FIVE GIRLS. AN ISOLATED CONVENT. A SUPERNATURAL PRESENCE. A DARK SECRET. SHORTLISTED for the 2017 Dante Rossetti Awards for Young Adult Fiction! I can’t believe it has come to this. The way things have blown out of proportion. I only wanted to contact my dead father. Ask his forgiveness. Seven months. Seven months isn’t that long, is it? I’ll go through the motions, no need to make friends that I’ll never see again. When you get close to people, you end up getting hurt. Puerto Rico, 1973 17-year-old Paloma only wanted to hold a séance to contact her dead father. She never thought she would be kicked out of school and end up in an isolated convent. Now, all she wants is to be left alone. But slowly, she develops a bond with a group of girls: kind-hearted Maria, insolent Silvy, pathological liar Adelita, and their charismatic leader Rubia. At night, the waterfall’s dark music haunts her dreams of drowning… When Paloma holds another séance, she accidentally awakens an entity that has been dormant for years. The body count begins. Someone doesn’t want the secret out… Are the ghost and Paloma’s suspicions real—or only part of her growing paranoia and delusions? If you love the vibes in “The Orphanage,” “The Craft” and “Pretty Little Liars,” you’ll enjoy this mess-with-your-head, YA supernatural/psychological thriller! Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Kobo * Smashwords * Website

A certified bookworm, Zoe Kalo has always been obsessed with books and reading. Reading led to writing—compulsively. No surprise that at 16, she wrote her first novel, which her classmates read and passed around secretly. The pleasure of writing and sharing her fantasy worlds has stayed with her, so now she wants to pass her stories to you with no secrecy—but with lots of mystery… She’s had the good fortune of living on 3 continents, learning 4 languages, and experiencing a multicultural life. She holds a BA in Creative Writing and an MA in Comparative Literature. She lives in Belgium with her husband and two evil cats. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads

I cannot clearly say how I had entered
the wood; I was so full of sleep just at
the point where I abandoned the true path.
–Dante Alighieri, Inferno 1. 11-12

Chapter 1

Puerto Rico, 1973

Oak trees dripping with Spanish moss embraced us from both sides, but not enough to shield us
from the prison that would be my home for the next seven months. The high stone walls and neo-Gothic
bell tower loomed over us as my stepfather drove his Mercedes through the spiked iron gates and into the
sloping, curving driveway.
A spider of dread crawled up my back. Prison indeed.
I couldn’t believe it had come to this. The way things had blown out of proportion. I’d only
wanted to contact my dead father. Ask his forgiveness.
My mother reached for my hand from the front seat without turning around to look at me. I
stared at her perfectly polished red nails and the glittery square cut emerald on her ring finger. Her fingers
flicked, silently pleading for my attention, but I was frozen inside. Her hand retreated.
I stared at the convent, my eyes studying the dark arched windows, the worn, age-blackened
stones. The place looked haunted. Perfect for my state of mind. What was my mother thinking?
Something moved behind one of the windows. A face. For an instant my pulse raced at the sheer
paleness of it, at the two dark holes that made up its eyes.
“What are you looking at?” Sara, my six-year-old half sister, asked.
I pointed. “A girl.”
She followed my line of vision. “Where?”
“There. High up. In the window.”
She dipped her head so she could have a better look. “I don’t see anything.”
I felt a shiver, but not from the cold. It’s white. It’s watching us.
Then the car moved too close to the building, and the face vanished from view.
“Is this your new school, Paloma?” Sara asked.
I nodded. Sara was the child, female version of my stepfather. Her bottomless dark eyes, framed

by velvety lashes, stared at me with misery. “I don’t like it,” she whispered, grabbing my hand.
“It’ll be okay,” I whispered back, and gave her hand a little squeeze.
“You promise?”
“I promise.”
“Well, here we are,” Domenico said in his strong Castilian accent, stopping the car in front of the
entrance. He climbed out and opened the door for my mother. Then he proceeded to take out my suitcases
from the trunk.
My mother was silent. She stepped out like a wooden mannequin, her eyes shimmery with
unshed tears.
I climbed out, followed by Sara, the gravel crunching under our shoes. The early morning air was
cool and a blanket of mist still lingered—not surprising, since the convent was on the outskirts of El
Yunque, the island’s rain forest. More Spanish moss hung from the oak trees and rippled in the breeze
like long, shivering memories. I could smell the dew on the leaves and the rich perfume of moist earth,
redolent of open graves.
I glanced at the ominous clouds. “Beautiful morning.”
An ongoing distant hum resonated all around us. One, two beats passed, before it struck me:
Waterfall.
Something within me shut down—or exploded, I couldn’t be sure.
I shut my eyes for a second, wiping out memories of chilled water searing my lungs.
I repeated the eighth multiplication table in my head.
“After you,” Domenico said, interrupting my thoughts.
I wanted to loathe him. Tried to, anyway. I could see what my mother saw in him: a powerfully
charismatic, handsome man with the infinite skill to make people do his bidding. My mother, with her
small delicate features and petite frame, looked invisible beside him. A mere spectre. But that was just a
façade. I knew better.
The big oak door opened and a nun clad in black habit and a wimple came down the steps to
greet us.
Sara wrapped her arms around my waist. Her gesture both comforted me and heightened my
anxiety. Nuns in habit made me think of great black birds.
“Bienvenidos,” the nun said. Like my stepfather, she also had a Castilian accent. “I’m Madre
Estela and I’m second in charge to Madre Superiora. You must be Señor and Señora de Aznar.”
They exchanged small talk. Madre Estela sounded polite enough, but she didn’t offer to shake

hands with my parents, which I found strange. Maybe nuns weren’t allowed to shake hands. I wouldn’t be
surprised. I noticed the wedding band on her ring finger. Married to God. Absurd.
“You must be Paloma,” she said tonelessly.
“Yes,” I said. Wasn’t it obvious? I didn’t know what else to say.
The cross on her chest caught my attention. It had a crucified Christ on it and I noticed the thorns
cutting Christ’s forehead, the little drops of blood glistening on His fragile body.
“Welcome to our school, Paloma.” Her critical gaze scrutinized my makeup, my tight jeans.
“I’ve heard much about you.”
I didn’t miss the hint of cold disapproval in her voice. I wasn’t sure how much my parents had
complained about my behavior, but considering I had been kicked out—well, actually, kindly asked to
leave—my previous school in the middle of October, it couldn’t be good.
“Are you ready to resume your senior year of high school?” Stress on resume.
“I can’t wait,” I said. There was no point in being nice—or pretending to be. That just wasn’t me.
I felt miserable and couldn’t hide it. Besides, I could tell from our short exchange that she’d made up her
mind not to like me long before meeting me, and I had the sinking feeling that no matter what I said or
did, her opinion wouldn’t change. I had already been stamped in her Inquisition book, tagged a criminal.
Madre Estela’s stony eyes moved to Sara. My little sister’s arms clutched my waist even tighter.
From the nun’s expression, I could tell she was wondering if I had infected Sara with whatever plague
ailed me. She dismissed us and turned back to my mother and stepfather. “Madre Superiora is expecting
you in her office. Let’s not keep her waiting, shall we not? Don’t concern yourselves with the suitcases.
Someone will come for them shortly.”
They thanked her and followed her up the steps.
“I don’t want to go in,” Sara said.
“It’ll be okay,” I said. I glanced at the window. I wanted to see the pale face again. But there was
nothing.
A drop of rain hit my cheek and I wiped it off. Then I held Sara’s hand and together we walked
up the steps and through the arched doorway.
I felt my throat closing up.
Seven months.
Seven months wasn’t that long, was it? Besides, Thanksgiving break was just around the corner.
Six weeks, to be exact. I had already marked my calendar. I couldn’t wait. I would go through the
motions, no need to make friends that I’d never see again. When you get close to people, you end up

getting hurt.

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