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The Drowning Game Blog Tour

I am thrilled to be part of LS Hawker’s The Drowning Game Blog Tour! This is one seriously freaky sounding book. Can’t wait to get my copy!

THE DROWNING GAME

By LS HAWKER

Release Date: Sept. 22 2015

Available for pre-order now

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Print Length: 384 pages

Publisher: Harper Collins Witness Impulse

Summary

They said she was armed. They said she was dangerous. They were right.

Petty Moshen spent eighteen years of her life as a prisoner in her own home, training with military precision for everything, ready for anything. She can disarm, dismember, and kill—and now, for the first time ever, she is free.

Her paranoid father is dead, his extreme dominance and rules a thing of the past, but his influence remains as strong as ever. When his final will reveals a future more terrible than her captive past, Petty knows she must escape—by whatever means necessary.

But when Petty learns the truth behind her father’s madness—and her own family—the reality is worse than anything she could have imagined. On the road and in over her head, Petty’s fight for her life has just begun.

Fans of female-powered thrillers will love debut author LS Hawker and her suspenseful tale of a young woman on the run for her future…and from the nightmares of her past.

About the Author

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LS Hawker grew up in suburban Denver, indulging her worrisome obsession with true-crime books, and writing stories about anthropomorphic fruit and juvenile delinquents. She wrote her first novel at 14.

Armed with a B.S. in journalism from the University of Kansas, she had a radio show called “People Are So Stupid,” edited a trade magazine, and worked as a traveling Kmart portrait photographer, but never lost her passion for fiction writing.

She’s got a hilarious, supportive husband, two brilliant daughters, and a massive music collection. She lives in Colorado but considers Kansas her spiritual homeland. Visit her website at LSHawker.com.

Social Media:

Website: http://lshawker.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/lisastormeshawker

Twitter: https://twitter.com/LSHawker_Author

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25489952-the-drowning-game

To order:

Harper Collins: http://www.harpercollins.com/9780062435170/the-drowning-game

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00WR18RYQ/

Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-drowning-game-ls-hawker/1121953921

Excerpt

Since he’d died on his stomach, the EMTs had turned Dad onto his back. He was in full rigor mortis, so his upper lip was mashed into his gums and curled into a sneer, exposing his khaki-colored teeth. His hands were spread in front of his face, palms out. Dad’s eyes stared up and to the left and his entire face was grape-pop purple.

What struck me when I first saw him—after I inhaled my gum—was that he appeared to be warding off a demon. I should have waited until the mortician was done with him, because I knew I’d never get that image out of my mind.

I walked out of Dad’s room on unsteady feet, determined not to cry in front of these strangers. The deputy and the sheriff stood outside my bedroom, examining the door to it. Both of them looked confused.

“Petty,” Sheriff Bloch said.

I stopped in the hall, feeling even more violated with them so close to my personal items and underwear.

“Yes?”

“Is this your bedroom?”

I nodded.

Sheriff and deputy made eye contact. The coroner paused at the top of the stairs to listen in. This was what my dad had always talked about—the judgment of busybody outsiders, their belief that somehow they needed to have a say in the lives of people they’d never even met and knew nothing about.

The three men seemed to expect me to say something, but I was tired of talking. Since I’d never done much of it, I’d had no idea how exhausting it was.

The deputy said, “Why are there six deadbolts on the outside of your door?”

It was none of his business, but I had nothing to be ashamed of.

“So Dad could lock me in, of course.”

 

 

 

Rachael Stapleton has a Curse

There are only four more days until Avelynn’s release. I’m getting just a wee bit excited! 😉

September 8th, is going to be all about the party! And to help me celebrate the launch, I’ve gathered some amazing friends. Please help me welcome Rachael Stapleton​ to the page!

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Here’s a little about Rachael’s latest release, Curse of the Purple Delhi Sapphire:

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Sophia Marcil hasn’t escaped her destiny or the mad-man hunting her but she’s doing her best to evade both and make a life in Ireland with Cullen—the one person she can count on to pull her out of deep water.
There’s just one problem, despite his connection, she hasn’t told him the truth of her time travel, and her reality comes crashing down as he proposes with the very sapphire that’s cursed her.

Before she knows it, she’s wandering the hallway of an old Victorian house in the body of her great aunt. Unfortunately, her nemesis has also reincarnated in 1920—as one of her family members, and she struggles to locate the Purple Delhi Sapphire in time to prevent the deaths of those she loves.

When she fails and returns to her present-day life, she’s forced to confront the fact that her killer’s soul will always be tied to the sapphire, and in every life she has he will be resurrected as someone close to her. Her biggest question—who is he now?

She doesn’t have to wonder for very long before she finds evidence that has her questioning everything she thought she knew.

Find more about Rachael’s books on her website

Or follow her on Facebook

Don’t forget to join the party! Meet Rachael at Avelynn’s Facebook Party

Did I mention prizes… there will be lots of prizes. 😀

In gratitude,

Marissa xo

The Drowning Game

I am thrilled to be part of this fantastic Cover Reveal for The Drowning Game!

Check out the details below and enter to win

The Drowning Game by LS Hawker

Release date 9/22/15

Available for pre-order now

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They said she was armed.

They said she was dangerous.

They were right.

Petty Moshen spent eighteen years of her life as a prisoner in her own home, training with military precision for everything, ready for anything. She can disarm, dismember, and kill—and now, for the first time ever, she is free.

Her paranoid father is dead, his extreme dominance and rules a thing of the past, but his influence remains as strong as ever. When his final will reveals a future more terrible than her captive past, Petty knows she must escape—by whatever means necessary.

But when Petty learns the truth behind her father’s madness—and her own family—the reality is worse than anything she could have imagined. On the road and in over her head, the fight for Petty’s life has just begun.

Fans of female-powered thrillers will love debut author LS Hawker and her suspenseful tale of a young woman on the run for her future…and from the nightmares of her past.

Author Biography

lshawker

LS Hawker grew up in suburban Denver, indulging her worrisome obsession with true-crime books, and writing stories about anthropomorphic fruit and juvenile delinquents. She wrote her first novel at 14.

Armed with a B.S. in journalism from the University of Kansas, she had a radio show called “People Are So Stupid,” edited a trade magazine and worked as a traveling Kmart portrait photographer, but never lost her passion for fiction writing.

She’s got a hilarious, supportive husband, two brilliant daughters and a massive music collection. She lives in Colorado but considers Kansas her spiritual homeland. Visit her website at LSHawker.com.

Social Media:

Website

Facebook

Twitter

Goodreads

Pre-order:

Harper Collins: http://www.harpercollins.com/9780062435170/the-drowning-game

Excerpt

Since he’d died on his stomach, the EMTs had turned Dad onto his back. He was in full rigor mortis, so his upper lip was mashed into his gums and curled into a sneer, exposing his khaki-colored teeth. His hands were spread in front of his face, palms out. Dad’s eyes stared up and to the left and his entire face was grape-pop purple.

What struck me when I first saw him—after I inhaled my gum—was that he appeared to be warding off a demon. I should have waited until the mortician was done with him, because I knew I’d never get that image out of my mind.

I walked out of Dad’s room on unsteady feet, determined not to cry in front of these strangers. The deputy and the sheriff stood outside my bedroom, examining the door to it. Both of them looked confused.

“Petty,” Sheriff Bloch said.

I stopped in the hall, feeling even more violated with them so close to my personal items and underwear.

“Yes?”

“Is this your bedroom?”

I nodded.

Sheriff and deputy made eye contact. The coroner paused at the top of the stairs to listen in. This was what my dad had always talked about—the judgment of busybody outsiders, their belief that somehow they needed to have a say in the lives of people they’d never even met and knew nothing about.

The three men seemed to expect me to say something, but I was tired of talking. Since I’d never done much of it, I’d had no idea how exhausting it was.

The deputy said, “Why are there six deadbolts on the outside of your door?”

It was none of his business, but I had nothing to be ashamed of.

“So Dad could lock me in, of course.”