August 28, 2014

Guardian by Courtney Cole Release Day Launch – Review and Giveaway

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We are absolutely over the moon excited about the Release Day Launch for Courtney Cole’s GUARDIAN!!! GUARDIAN is a YA Paranormal Romance, and a book close to Courtney’s heart. Not only is this fabulous book back in a big way, it’s Courtney’s birthday! To celebrate all of the awesome she is making a few select titles only .99 TODAY ONLY! Grab them all and thank us later.


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GUARDIAN Synopsis:

Sometimes, things that go bump in the night are real.

My name is Whitney Lane. I’m sixteen years old and at first, I thought I was crazy.

I kept seeing shadows move along walls, and hearing whispers around corners, but whenever I looked, there was never anything there.

Until one day, there was.

Our world isn’t what we think. There are things around us, good things, bad things, scary things.

Things that we tell ourselves aren’t real, but they are.

They’re very real, and they’re terrifying.

I’ve been swept up now, in a battle of good and evil, confused about love and what is supposed to be love, but isn’t. I don’t know what to think anymore. I can’t trust my emotions and I don’t know what is true.

There’s only one thing I know for sure.

Nothing is what it seems.


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MaryAnn-2013How great would it be to actually know that you have a guardian angel that has watched over you since the day you were born?  One who reveals themselves to you to let you know that they have been with you through the good times and the bad?  One who tells you that your “close call” was actually thanks to his/her doing?

For sixteen year old Whitney Lane.  This actually happens.  Filled with grief and stress due to the sudden loss of her father, Whitney has to grow up pretty fast in order for her to take care of her younger sister and her mother.  A mother who is so torn and grief stricken that she is basically useless.  Staying holed up in her room, not bathing unless told by Whitney, and basically ceasing to be a mother.

But the “Powers that be” have decided to allow Whitney’s guardian angel reveal himself, and basically let her know that there is a grand plan that she is a part of, and that something very bad is on its way and she very much plays a role in it.  This in itself is a huge relief as Whitney thought that she was following in the footsteps of her mother, and was slowly going crazy.

Add into this mixture a boy that all the girl in school lust over but is now totally into Whitney, and a new mysterious dark haired guy who seems to loathe Whitney’s existence, and you have a recipe for a great story!

My heart went out to Whitney and her little sister in the very first chapter of Guardian.  It stirred emotions so early that the loss of their father made my heart ache somethin’ fierce!  As a mother and wife, I can completely understand the pain that their mother is going through.  I can sympathize with the mother about the pain of the loss of the love of your life, but you’ve got kids woman!  Keep it together!  I was getting angrier and angrier at her for neglecting her little ones.  Fortunately, as the story progresses, all is not what it seems, and everything that Whitney believed to have been true is actually a mask, and something evil stirs.

I love the idea of guardian angels, and I love that the ones described in this story are angel warriors all muscley and hot.  I much preferred that appearance over the teen mirage.  The twist provided in the end was interesting and very Da Vinci code.  I guess as an older reader, I was able to figure out this little plot twist earlier in the book, but for actual young reader’s, it would be real gasp worthy.

I’d recommend this read to fans of angel reads, and to those who enjoy reads involving good vs. evil.



Sometimes the things that go bump in the night are real.

Happy birthday to me.

I close my eyes and burrow into my pillow as I try to sleep, as I try to escape this life.

It’s a life I never thought I’d have, a life I most certainly don’t want.

I’m still feeling sorry for myself as the blackness of sleep finally overtakes me.

I don’t know what time it is when I shoot straight upward like a rocket. Something had yanked me from the oblivion of sleep, something loud and shrill scraping my window.

My room is completely dark and I glanceat my clock in confusion.

3:00 a.m.

As my heart pounds hard against my ribcage, I quickly scan every corner of the room.

In the last few hours, dark shadows had migrated onto my pink walls, but they’re familiar, nothing out of the ordinary, although in the night, they seem twisted and scary.

I remain motionless as I allow the sleep-induced fog to clear from my brain.

As I sit, I feel common sense and logic slowly returning.

Of course nothing had touched my window because my bedroom is on the second floor. Nothing can reach it. And there are no trees near enough to brush against it. It was just a dream.

It was only a dream.

I chant it silently to myself like a mantra as I consciously slow my breathing down, hoping that my racing pulse will soon follow. It was only a dream.

But just as I’m calming down, I hear it again.

A high-pitched shrill shriek, reminiscent of fingernails on a chalkboard, scraping down my window. I gasp and pull my feet up to my chest, which is when I notice the temperature.

I notice because I can see my breath.

Timidly, I blow a puff out again, watching the way my breath turns white in the air.

Holy crap. Oh my God.

What the hell?

The sound stops and stillness surrounds me once again, the silence so loud that it echoes in my ear.

Nothing moves around me, the shadows are perfectly still as they twist across my wall. They look like mangled fingers and arms and legs, but they don’t move.

My legs are weak and shaking, but I know I have to move. I have to move off my bed because it feels like something is under it. Something terrifying.

With a leap, I bound across the room, my feet hitting the floor several feet away from the edge of my bed.

The floor is ice cold, as though it had been covered in a blanket of snow.

I’m trembling as I race to the far wall and check the thermostat. Because that’s the only explanation. I must’ve bumped it earlier, I must’ve turned the AC way down.

But the luminous numbers stare at me in contradiction.

74 degrees.

It must be broken. It has to be broken.

My breath is coming in pants now, terrified, anxious pants.

My fear isn’t logical. I know there’s nothing here. I’m the only one in this room.

Or am I?

The air seems to push at me from all around, something dark, something heavy, something real. Something unseen.

My fingers shake, my legs tremble, and then all of a sudden, they can no longer support my weight. I go down like a pile of bricks, collapsing onto the floor. I lie still because I can’t move, because something seems to sit on my chest, holding me down.

The shadows start to move, to slither across the walls, to reach and pull and dance.

I struggle to focus, to see what it is.

But all I can see are the numbers on the thermostat suddenly moving, rapidly counting down from 74 to 20.

Twenty degrees?

The air is frigid as I suck it in, as I try to pull the ice crystals into my mouth so I can breathe.

All of a sudden, there’s a blackness in front of me. It hovers over me, a shapeless mass, sucking in the cells of the air, the atoms and the molecules. It’s darker than the blackness of my room, blacker than the blackest black.

Something is here.

With me.

“Dad?” I whisper in a white puff. Because what else could it be?

I reach out a finger to touch it, and then I can’t see anything else, because the darkness of it surrounds me, bleeding into everything else, even my vision. The shriek is back, screaming into my ears, bleeding into my brain.

Then there’s nothing.

To celebrate the release of GUARDIAN and Courtney’s birthday the following books are on sale for .99, today only!

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Confessions of an Alli Cat
Dante’s Girl
Mia’s Heart The Minaldi Legacy Soul Kissed Soul Bound



Courtney Cole is a novelist who would eat mythology for breakfast if she could. She has a degree in Business, but has since discovered that corporate America is not nearly as fun to live in as fictional worlds. She loves chocolate and roller coasters and hates waiting and rude people.

Courtney lives in quiet suburbia, close to Lake Michigan, with her real-life Prince Charming, her ornery kids (there is a small chance that they get their orneriness from their mother) and a small domestic zoo.



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  1. Monica M

    My favorite type of paranormal novels are those that have angels/demons or ambiguous morality as the subject matter.

  2. Anita Powers

    I love books about vampires and angels, not in the same book though lol would love to win a signed book by Courtney.

  3. Deb P

    I like a werewolf and maybe Ghosts.

  4. kate

    I like werewolves!

  5. kate

    I like werewolves!

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