Cover Reveal: FIRE OF STARS AND DRAGONS by Melissa A. Petreshock


I’m very excited Torah to reveal the cover of Melissa Petreshock’s debut novel, FIRE OF STARS AND DRAGONS, which is building momentum as buzz is gathering up around the world– don’t miss out… you will want to read this book! So, with much anticipation, here’s the cover!


By Melissa A. Petreshock


New Adult Romance

Releasing April 2014

Publisher: Swoon Romance

Following the death of her vampire uncle, twenty-one-year-old CAITRIONA HAYDEN finds herself in the midst of a trio of quintessential alpha male suitors in 22nd century sovereign America where human females should be seen and not heard.

Theo Pendragon claims her as his ward, ordained to guard her through to a long-awaited destiny unbeknownst to Cait, but finds more than he expected when passion ignites within the dragon for the first time. Always drawn to the pursuit of knowledge rather than the heat of desire, powerful demigod Dante cannot deny everything his future holds in Caitriona. America’s monarch, ancient vampire Corrin, has no interest in the frivolity of love, yet marrying Cait could be the answer to his continued survival.

Soon, Cait goes from studying for college exams to choosing a husband in seven days, knowing the consequences are eternal, the love undying, and the bond timeless.

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About the Author

Melissa lives on a small farm in rural Kentucky with her genius husband, exceptional children, and their feline overlords. When not inhaling or exhaling words, she subsists on unnatural doses of coffee, sarcasm, and music. To date, no dragons have been found in the woods surrounding her house, but she continues to hold out hope.

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• Author Name – Charlotte Gerber
• Book Title – I Dream of Zombies
• Genre – Fiction –Humor and Mystery
• Formats available Epub, PDF
• Page number of your book – 206
• Publication date – October 28, 2013
Book Blurb:

Being a zombie counselor was not Rose Lee’s dream job. However, there was a growing need for people who were willing to work with clients that smelled bad, were falling apart, and had a propensity for bad behavior. She decided to put her college degree to work, and try to help out her fellow man, or rather fellow zombies.

When Rose meets a soon-to-be zombie waitress at the Crispy Biscuit, things go from bad to worse. She has run-ins with zombie landlords, zombie hunters, undercover zombies and mercenaries, just to name a few.

Rose tackles all of her problems straight on, whether she is taking out a thug in the supermarket parking lot or saving a cop’s life at the playground. She battles the dark underbelly of post-apocalypse Hornellsville, and proves that she is more than just a pretty girl named after a famous stripper.

The first book in what I happily discovered to be a new series with author. Charlotte Gerber, hard at work on the sequel, I DREAM OF ZOMBIES, book 1 of the Rose Lee’s Zombie Adventures series, did not fail to impress me.
A concept with seems new and refreshing to read, told through quick prose that makes it both a quick read whilst firing up the reader’s imagination with the story playing out before their very eyes, the plot of Rose Lee— a zombie social worker— leaps off the page, each and every single one.

Working at the Department of Human and Zombie Services two years after the zombie apocalypse— or ZA, as the book refers to it as, the book starts with just another normal day for Rose: dealing with zombies, as nobody else wanted the job, and it sure does make life interesting.

But, as she’s on her way to work, she stops by for a morning coffee and a biscuit, only to discover a worker who has signs of changing into a zombie. Bound by her duty to act, Rose soon gets caught up with Leah and her son, Jesse… the only thing is, she shouldn’t be turning into a zombie, because the zombie population shouldn’t be growing…

Complete with mystery, action, and suspense, this book will drag you in and you’ll want to devour it quickly as you can to reach the end— I, myself, was hooked immediately and couldn’t put it down, finishing it in just over twenty-four hours, before leaping straight on-line eager to discover if/when the sequel will release.

With haunting dreams, two clashing men after her, a zombie to care for, her clients, a small boy to look after, a stolen car, a murder mystery, as well as questioning just who is helping the rise of the zombie population, I DREAM OF ZOMBIES has everything going on, and yet each plot point, each storyline, is neatly woven together intricately and seamlessly with care.

This book gets five-stars from me, and I would recommend to anybody and everybody.

Thank you to Reach For The Stars for giving me the opportunity to do these reviews, as well as to Charlotte for happily exchanging an ARC for a honest review. I look forward to reading your sequel!

• Author Bio –
Charlotte Gerber lives in upstate New York on a farm with her military family, along with numerous rescued cats and dogs, a wide variety of chickens and eight ducks.

She has published two books: Murder in Middleton, and I Dream of Zombies.

Four books that will be published in the near future include: A Very Merry Middleton Christmas, Curiosity Killed the Cat, Zombie Asylum (Rose Lee’s Zombie Adventures – Book 2), and Angelique.

Prior to writing books full-time, Charlotte worked as a disability columnist for the New York Time’s website. She has authored hundreds of articles across the Internet and continues to write self-help guides, book reviews, and guest posts as time allows.


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Cover Reveal: THEIR TIME TO GO

So, with just one week to go until THEIR TIME TO GO releases, it’s certainly time to finally reveal the cover!

With it being the first in a series, it’s really important to me that all five books match, so I’m happy to announce that this will be the case!

Also, I’ve seen the interior of this book, and it is pretty– it has some swirly font at the beginning, the page numbers look fancy, and my name/book title on top of the pages is something that hasn’t been done on any of my books before, so that makes it even more exciting! It’s also my longest book yet– 346 pages!

This is one of my favourite books of my work so far, both because I love the characters and the story, but also because it’s quite a personal book to me in a deeper meaning. However, I am very, very excited to share this book with the world, for you to meet the characters, and for this story to become ours instead of just mine.

If you don’t know what it’s about yet, here is the blurb!

When sixteen-year-old Tiffany Winters strolls past Willowtree Care Home for the Elderly, she notices that something isn’t right. There is just a certain ‘feel’ to the place. After she quizzes her Mum, she discovers that her great-grandfather lived and died there, and she wants to know more about him and the Home– but things are never that simple.
Willowtree has been taken over by a new management team that nobody knows anything about, there are no records or memories of her late grandfather, and there is a mysterious boy on the loose.
Together, Tiffany and the elderly must piece together what they know to build the full puzzle, and only then will they be able to solve the mystery behind the the Care Home and her great-grandfather.
But the only way to do so?
Wander into a secret warehouse that leads into another world full of ghosts, secrets, and rows upon rows of suitcases…

I’ve already shared a couple of extracts from this book, and they can be found on THIS blog.

And so, without any further waiting, here is the front cover! I hope you like it! If you give this book a chance on January 25th or at any later date, then please know that– as always– I thank you so, so much for your support, and that I think you’re the BEST.



So, today is Tuesday, which means it’s time for another teaser! With THEIR TIME TO GO releasing in just 11 days, preparations for the blog tour are well underway, and I am so excited for it– we’ve got blog interviews, guest posts, advance reviews, a vlog from a YouTuber, and a filmed interview, too!

The extract below is taken from Chapter 8, and takes place between Tiffany Winters and Betty Wallace, who is an inhabitant at the Care Home which features heavily in the story.

I hope you enjoy it, and remember: January 25th in both paperback and ebook formats this book releases!

Betty’s room was a flamingo pink color, and each wall was colored the same. Everything was colored the same. Her bed was flamingo pink, her carpet was flamingo pink, even her picture frames was flamingo pink.

“I take you like pink, Betty?” I say, staring around the small room.

“Ooh, yes. Love it.”

I look around this small room. They are a tiny window on the far wall, with a bed underneath it. Pressed up against the opposite wall is a cabinet, with a small boxy television stood on top of it. Just a few meters in front of it is a reclining chair, that looks old and frayed and worn.

“I wanted to make the room look my own. They don’t usually let you, but I was allowed. The new management want to turn it back to how it used to be, though.” Betty tells me, sadly.


Sighing, she says, “Well, they just say that they have ‘big plans’ for the Home now that they have taken over it, and that all the rooms need to be converted back to how they used to be in order to carry out these ‘big plans’”.

“What are these big plans? Do you know?”

Betty looks down at the flamingo pink carpet, “Nope. They wouldn’t tell us.”

“You mean, you asked?”

“Oh yes. Despite the place being quite lonely, it is still our home at the end of the day. We’ve been here longer than the new management, and so we didn’t quite take to the idea of them bursting into our home and changing everything that we knew about it. It turns out now that we don’t, in fact, know anything about it.”

I scan the walls, hoping that I’ll find something that can give me some answers, or just tiny bit of information about the new management. “Have you seen them?”


“The new management.”

Betty laughs to herself quietly, “Ooh no. Nobody sees them. Like nobody would ever meet a big boss at a business. They run the place, they decide what happens to the place, they keep secrets from us about the place, but you never actually get to see them around the place. I have no idea who it is, or who they are, or what they look like. Bit scary, really.”

I sigh.

“Everything okay, love?” Betty asks me, as she slowly walks across her room to a far corner, before leaving her walker there, lit up by the sunlight that is tinted flamingo pink from all of the flamingo pink that surrounds it. Then, she walks back across the room, unaided and slower than before, and over to her reclining seat, before settling down and sinking into it.

“That’s better,” she says, but I don’t look over at her or respond to her. My mind is going into overdrive, and so many questions are being fired through my head. Why does the new management never show themselves?

Why do they kept themselves hidden? Where do they keep themselves hidden?

Where are they?

Teaser Thursday: THEIR TIME TO GO

Hello everybody!

So, I’m currently in the middle of editing a 400-paged book (THE DIAMOND HOTEL) and I’ve just finished the draft for a new book for young adults, but– even more excitedly– my book THEIR TIME TO GO releases in 16 days! Or, to be more precise, 1,311,352 seconds. (I…I have a counter on my mobile.) Also, I’ll be revealing the cover this weekend and I have seen it and it is pretty and looks delicate and I just want to hold a final copy in my hand NOW. But anyway…

From today onwards, all the way up until THEIR TIME TO GO releases on January 25th, 2014 (eek! It’s so close!) I’ll be sharing these little teasers. The book, which is the first in a new series, follows the main character of Tiffany Winters as she discovers a secret warehouse hidden away –through a mysterious door in a care home for the elderly (and, in book two, there might just be more of these doors cropping up)– that is packed with rows upon rows of suitcases… but it’s what is within these suitcases in the horrifying mystery. Every so often, the book flicks to another character– a mysterious boy.

For today’s teaser, the extract below is from Chapter 3 which revolves around this boy. So, I hope you’re sitting comfortably, and I hope you enjoy the teaser.

He took his mind back to the circus that he had visited when he had been little, or littler, when he had squeezed the foam, red nose that his parents had bought him in his free hand, swinging it by his side as he grasped his mothers soft hand in his other palm. Their knuckles were interlocked, and it was busy. She squeezed his knuckles, making him wince, but he squeezed back. He liked it when his mother did this. It made her feel close, and made him feel safe, almost as though it was a thing that just the two of them shared that nobody else could see, that nobody else could feel. He remembered walking up to the circus tent, and staring up to the top of it in awe.

Bright, vibrant colours glowing up under the night sky, blowing gently in the summer breeze, carrying the sweet smell of candy floss upon it. The grass tickled his ankles, and he stared at the people hooking ducks and eating hot dogs, laughing.

That’s all that he could hear around him- laughing. The atmosphere happy, all the worries in the world taken away by the wind, carried to a far away place that none of them had to return to for a night, a place that was far out of their reach.

He looked up to his mother, and then his father. They both took their turns in smiling down at him, and then he felt his mother squeeze his hand again. He grinned to himself, before being distracted by a clown that had white face paint on, and a blue blazer that had the head of a yellow sunflower attached to it, with blue pinstriped trousers to match. He wandered through the stands and weaved his way through the crowd, before disappearing through the flaps of the tent.

The small boy tried to remember the inside of the tent, the place that was bursting to its seams of contentment and joy, but he was struggling. He felt the image fading, and the memory started to dissolve.

He tried to reach out for it as it fell, trying to grab hold of it, attempting to keep it with him for just a few more moments. It started to shrink, and it got smaller and smaller and it got further and further away from him. The sound of laughter grew more distant, and it began to be replaced by the sound of the storm, the wind rattling at the window frames and whistling its way underneath the door, shaking it and make the hinges tremble in fear.

Then, the storm won, and the house lost. The small boy lost.

The roof blew away, taking the tiles away with it as though they had been pieces on a game-board, blown away by a child who was cross that he wasn’t winning. The walls ripped apart, the wood splitting and shredding, leaving the skeleton of the house standing, bare, exposed.

In just a few moments, they were nothing left…apart from the table and the boy in the middle of a large field.

Lightening lit up the sky, casting shadows under the table. The small boy quivered, and shivered, as coldness and ice consumed him.

The wind blew harder, the rain fell sharper, the lighting struck with more anger and the thunder boomed with ferocity…and then, slowly, the small boy turned to smoke, wispy and thin, before turning into a blur of black smoke, nothing but a smudge in the air, before streaking across the sky and being blown away by the storm. He had become part of it, and he was taken away.

Then, and only then, did he become angry with the world.