Friday, October 17, 2014

Football Friday: Meet Dylan Brenner + an ARC Giveaway!

We're less than two weeks away from the release of ALL BROKE DOWN!!! ARCs have been distributed, reviews are starting to roll in, and my excitement level is through the freakin' roof!

If you aren't yet familiar with All Broke Down, you can check it out on Goodreads. (You can read the FIRST TWO CHAPTERS of All Broke Down, as well as all the teasers I've released so far, here!  You can pre-order ABD on Amazon, Barnes&Noble, or iTunes, and you can even pre-order a signed and personalized copy from Word Bookstores (ENDS TODAY 10/17). AND THEN, if you need a little more incentive, those who pre-order All Broke down and then enter their pre-order info HERE will receive an official Rusk University "Back to School" pack that includes a ton of Wildcat goodies - including a Rusk folder, swag, a pen, a temporary tattoo, and a little something special from Book 3, ALL PLAYED OUT!!

If you're new to the Rusk University series, each book stands alone and can be read without reading the previous books. But if you want to check out book one, All Lined Up, it's at a special promotional price of $.99 right now as we gear up for All Broke Down's release!

Today, I'm excited to introduce you all to the heroine of All Broke Down: Dylan Brenner!


Dylan is a little bit hipster, with a touch of sophistication. These were my inspiration photos when I was writing her:



(Yes, I needed an outfit inspiration pic too :D ).


Dylan is the ultimate people pleaser. That's the way she's always connected with people, always found her worth. She's the perfect child to her strict and not-so-nurturing adopted parents. She's the ideal girlfriend for her (likely to be a politician someday) boyfriend. And she's a compassionate activist for those less fortunate than herself.

Then her boyfriend breaks up with her. She feels like she's suffocating in her own family. And a lapse in judgement (okay, total mind melt) gets her arrested at what was supposed to be a polite and peaceful protest. Dylan has always been respectful and straight-laced and the ultimate good girl. But she's about to learn how to live for herself instead of other people, and a certain sexy football player is out to give her a lesson in what it feels like to be a little bad.

Here are a few graphic teasers from All Broke Down to give you a little more of Dylan: 





And this one's not technically Dylan. It's Silas. But it's what he thinks about her and is one of my favorite moments in the book. *sigh*


And my favorite Dylan quote (and what could pretty much be the motto for the Rusk University series): 

"Why isn't there a reality TV show filled with hot guys doing sweaty, mouth-watering tasks? Oh, right. That's called sports." 



Now that you've met Dylan, you can enter to win a signed advanced copy of All Broke Down PLUS a Rusk University notebook! It's perfect for jotting down all your philanthropic ideas....or just writing "Future Mrs. Silas Moore"....not that Dylan does that or anything. (She totally does. Who among us can blame her?)

Giveaway is open internationally. :)



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Friday, October 3, 2014

The One with ALL the All Broke Down things!!

 Happy October, everyone! I love this month. 

October 15th will mark my two year anniversary in publishing. It's crazy to me... CRAZY... that it's only been two years. I've met so many amazing people and been so many places and loved so many characters. And thank you to everyone who buys my books and has made this dream possible.

THIS October, something especially exciting is happening on the 28th. Do you know what it is? You probably do. Go ahead, guess. If you said "the release of ALL BROKE DOWN", you're right!!!

 
Dylan fights for lost causes. Probably because she used to be one.

Environmental issues, civil rights, education—you name it, she’s probably been involved in a protest. When her latest cause lands her in jail for a few hours, she meets Silas Moore. He’s in for a different kind of fighting. And though he’s arrogant and not at all her type, she can’t help being fascinated with him. Yet another lost cause.

Football and trouble are the only things that have ever come naturally to Silas. And it’s trouble that lands him in a cell next to do-gooder Dylan. He’s met girls like her before—fixers, he calls them, desperate to heal the damage and make him into their ideal boyfriend. But he doesn’t think he’s broken, and he definitely doesn’t need a girlfriend trying to change him. Until, that is, his anger issues and rash decisions threaten the only thing he really cares about, his spot on the Rusk University football team. Dylan might just be the perfect girl to help.

Because Silas Moore needs some fixing after all.


YOU GUYS. I feel like a broken record because I keep saying this - but I am SO EXCITED for you to read this book. It's the longest one I've written so far, and the steamiest *blush*. If you're like me, you're looking at your calendar and thinking "But the 28th is so far awaaaaaaaayyyyy." But there's a lot you can do between now and then: You can add it on Goodreads! You can pre-order on Amazon, Barnes&Noble, and iTunes! You can even pre-order a SIGNED copy through Word Bookstores!
 AND, once you've pre-ordered your copy, you can enter your information HERE and you'll get an official Rusk University "Back to School" kit, including a Rusk University folder, a pen, some temporary tattoos and more! 


A few days ago, I issued a challenge to you and said that as soon as All Broke Down got to 3800 adds on Goodreads, I would post the first chapter. And guess what? We made it! So....without further ado....I am pleased to share with you the FIRST CHAPTER OF ALL BROKE DOWN!!!

UPDATE: All Broke Down hit 4200 adds on goodreads - which means you get chapters one AND two!! :D

And, if you STILL can't wait for October 28, you can read ALL of the teasers I've posted for All Broke Down so far!

From the New Adult Day FB Party: October 2 - Dylan's POV

“I really am sorry. I promise I won’t make you—”

I don’t get the rest of my thought out because he sits up on one elbow, grips the back of my neck, and bends over to cover my mouth with his. His lips are warm, and when I don’t immediately open my mouth, he nips my bottom lip. I suck in a breath, and his tongue sweeps past my lips. My whole body braces for the onslaught that is kissing Silas Moore, but this time, he’s soft and sweet and patient, like we have all the time in the world. When I follow his tongue back into his mouth, he groans. The sound vibrates against me, and the sensation echoes out over the rest of my body. I shiver, and he pulls back until I feel only his breath against me.

“I told you I would shut you up the next time you apologized.”

He slides his hand around to cup my jaw and kisses me again. Once. Twice. And a third time. Hard. Then soft. Just my bottom lip. The corner of my mouth. His lips play over mine like he’s trying to uncover every possible way to kiss me and check them off the list one by one. I open my mouth immediately when his tongue flicks out, but I taste him for only a second before he pulls away, wincing. He falls back against his pillow, and I notice for the first time that one of his cold packs has fallen on the floor, and the other is lost somewhere in the couch.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were hurting?”

“Because then I would have had to stop.” 

 Teaser Tuesday: September 30 - Dylan's POV

He lifts himself off me and stands next to the couch. When he offers his hand, I take it, and he leads me up the stairs to his room. He closes the door once he has me inside, and a trickle of nerves bubbles up in my chest.

I need something, anything to say. “I didn’t expect your room to be clean.”

He shrugs and reaches up to tuck my hair behind my ears.

“I’ve not had much in my life that is just mine. Makes you determined to take care of what you have while you have it.”

“You take care of me . . . have from the night we met.”

His hand pauses in combing through my hair, gripping tight. “Are you saying you’re mine?"



Teaser Tuesday: September 23 - Dylan's POV

He warns me, “You don’t want to give me free rein here, baby.”

“That’s exactly what I want.”

“I don’t think you understand just what I want to do to you. You don’t want to be mine, but if you gave me my way, I’d own every part of you. I’d make sure you could never look at or touch your own body without remembering what I did to it. I’d take and take and when you think there’s nothing left, I’d take a little more. I’m okay with being selfish where you’re concerned."

 


 Teaser Tuesday: September 16 - Silas' POV

I keep her steady with my hands at her waist and say, “I’ll make you a deal. A question for a kiss.”

Tentatively, she lays her palms against my shoulders. They rest there, her grip light and casual. She ponders my offer for a moment, and it drives me mad that she can do that while our hips are inches away from alignment.

“Okay then. Are you—”

I cut her off. “Not so fast, Dylan Brenner. I’ve already answered one question. We’ve got to settle up first.”

I wrap her braid around my hand like I’ve been waiting to do all night, and I use it to pull her head back just enough that I can crush my mouth against hers.



Teaser Tuesday: September 9 - Dylan's POV

I ring the doorbell again, and then raise my hand to knock for good measure, but before my knuckles meet the wood, the door is ripped backward and I hear a gruff, “What?”

I hear his question, but my brain is a little stuck on the fact that Silas is wearing only a towel around his waist and is dripping water all over the floor. I open my mouth to say something, anything, but then I get distracted watching a bead of water slope down over one pectoral muscle. He has a massive geometric tattoo that starts on his shoulder and continues onto his chest. I watch that same bead of water cut through the black lines of his tattoo and escape into the valley down the middle of his abdomen.

Then it falls below the line of his towel, and I’m just standing there, staring at the one part of his body that’s covered, and if there was an ounce of supernatural ability in me, that towel might have accidentally fallen to the ground.

But alas, I am not supernatural. Though his abs might be.

I’m still staring at his crotch when he asks, “You need something?”

“Oh!” I snap my head up, a blush exploding across my face. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to keep . . .” That’s probably one sentence I’m better off not finishing. “I didn’t mean to.”



Teaser Tuesday: September 2 - Dylan's POV









August 27 - Dylan's POV

“Dylan?”
I turn.
“He was wrong about the other thing, though.”
“What other thing?”
“If they hadn’t walked in . . . I wouldn’t have been done with you. Once never would have been enough.”
I leave.
I leave before I give in to the need to touch him again, to coax that look back to life. I leave before I fulfill my own prophecy and dive headfirst into something that could ruin me. Ruin us both.
It’s not until I’m climbing back into my car that I realize that I didn’t get my underwear back.
I drop my head against the steering wheel and groan. So much for keeping things simple. “You are in so much trouble, Dylan Brenner.”
And trouble’s name is Silas Moore.



August 20 - Silas' POV

I grip the counter on either side of her and push forward. Her arms bend until they’re trapped between our chests. I lean in until our mouths are inches apart, until I can taste her breath.

Quietly, I ask. “You want me, Dylan?”

She sucks her bottom lip between her teeth for a second, and when she lets go, it’s wet and rosy, and I want to pull it between my teeth, too.

“You don’t have to have everything figured out. God knows, I don’t. I’m just asking about right now, in this moment. Do you want me?”

Instead of trying to push me away again, the hands on my chest smooth upward. Then slowly, she slides her hands around my neck until my chest is flat against that smooth, silky shirt.

“Of course I want you. Have you seen you?”

“I see you.”

She swallows, and her eyes bore into mine when she replies, “Yeah, I think you do.”

I pull away enough to pop open another button, revealing the top of her cleavage. She shifts closer, and she’s soft everywhere I’m hard, and the friction turns my spine into a live wire.

“For the record, I still think this might be a bad idea.”

“For the record, I think it’s the best idea I’ve ever had.”



From Street Team announcement post - Silas' POV

I give in to the itch to touch her and start at her bare shoulder, dragging a finger along until I can curve my whole hand around the back of her neck.
“You’re gonna have to stop trying to analyze me. I’m really not that complicated.”
For a girl like her, analyzing is step one. Fixing me would be step two.
She leans her head to the side, and my hand falls away from her neck.
“Tell me about the fight tonight.”
And so it begins. “Why?”
“Tell me about the fight. Let me clean up your hands. And then, I promise to let you teach me how to party. Or whatever.”
I feel like I’ve just stepped into a courtroom, and am being outnegotiated.
“So we’re making deals, are we?”
She smiles. “I suppose we are.”
I reach up again, and this time she doesn’t pull away when I curl my fingers around the back of her neck. I brush my thumb over her pulse point . . . feel that thin, vulnerable skin, and fuck, beneath that bossy exterior, I can see her nerves. But they’re different now. She doesn’t look scared or uncomfortable. Her heart is racing, blood pulsing fast beneath my finger, and she’s taking these tiny sharp breaths. It turns me on in a way I don’t even understand. Normally, the skittish, inexperienced types send me running. But the thought of teaching her anything makes my jeans feel too tight. I want her on her back in my bed, legs spread wide, eyes big and blue, lips parted, mouth babbling that nervous nonsense until I make her forget what she’s saying, forget how to talk altogether.
I want to forget myself in her, too, steal some of her sunshine, and give this pristine, perfect girl a taste of what it’s like to get a little dirty.





 

Thursday, September 25, 2014

The One with the INSPIRE Cover!!!


 So, you may have heard the news....I'm writing a New Adult Paranormal series!! AND today is the day I get to share the cover AND release date with you! The book will be releasing in e-book December 15th! With a print edition to follow. 



I am so unbelievably excited about this book. Most of you probably don't know this, but Losing It was actually the first contemporary book I'd ever written. All of my manuscripts prior to that had had some element of fantasy or the supernatural. I wrote Losing It because I'd needed a break from my current project, and... well, the rest is history. It's been a wild ride, and I certainly have no intentions to stop writing my New Adult contemporary romances, but I am eager to add a little magic back into my writing life.

I know you guys are really just here to see the cover, so I'll cut straight to the point, and we'll talk after... kay? Kay.

First up, here's the book summary for book one in my two book NA Paranormal series. 



INSPIRE by Cora Carmack
Coming December 15th, 2014

Kalliope lives with one purpose.

To inspire.

As an immortal muse, she doesn’t have any other choice. It’s part of how she was made. Musicians, artists, actors—they use her to advance their art, and she uses them to survive. She moves from one artist to the next, never staying long enough to get attached. But all she wants is a different life— a normal one. She’s spent thousands of years living lie after lie, and now she’s ready for something real.

Sweet, sexy, and steady, Wilder Bell feels more real than anything else in her long existence. And most importantly… he’s not an artist. He doesn’t want her for her ability. But she can’t turn off the way she influences people, not even to save a man she might love. Because in small doses, she can help make something beautiful, but her ability has just as much capacity to destroy as it does to create. The longer she stays, the more obsessed Wilder will become. It’s happened before, and it never turns out well for the mortal.

Her presence may inspire genius.

But it breeds madness, too.


EEEEEEP!!! Look at that gorgeous cover made by VLC productions! I'm in love with the girl and the font and the fact that they're holding up the title! I just love everything about it. And I think it fits the tone of the book so well! This book still has plenty of my normal witty and flirty dialogue, but it also takes a much darker turn naturally. I wanted to talk about the dark and light side to creativity and the dark and light side of beauty. And I think this cover captures that perfectly.  


 I am SO friggin' excited for this book, you guys. Like you don't even know. You can already add it on Goodreads!

I can't really put into words how much I care about this book. I've been lucky the past few years to be able to chase my dreams, and this is the next big dream for me. Most of the books that have shaped me as a person are fantasy. Most of the authors I idolize write fantasy. It's those kinds of stories that first kindled my love for writing, and I'm so eager to finally be able to share this side of myself with you all.

I am so very grateful for your support and excitement. It means more to me than you can possibly know. And please, consider sharing this blog post with any friends you think might be interested in INSPIRE. 





 
And now... because you're awesome (and I love love love you), here is the VERY FIRST sneak peek of Wilder and Kalli:
(P.S. This is totally unedited. So, any mistakes are all on me).  



He gives me that already familiar expression of doubt, and I laugh. “Why do you bother asking me questions if you’re not going to believe what I say?”

“Because maybe one time you’ll slip up and tell me the truth.”

“My feet are fine, and I’m not drunk.” I slide out of the car to prove my statement, but I know it’s a mistake the second my sore feet hit concrete. I try to hide my wince, but it’s not exactly something one controls with conscious thought, so instead my face ends up doing this weird twitch thing, and he gives me a knowing smile that makes me want to punch him. Or kiss him.

Maybe a little of both.

I keep my chin up and take a few steps past him, enough to push the door closed behind me. I turn, intending to head for his door with whatever dignity I can manage to scrape up. I take two hobbling steps before he’s at my side, sweeping me up into his arms.

Dignity is long gone when I squeak and try to hold onto him with one arm while desperately yanking on the hem of my dress with the other.

“No one’s around but me,” he murmurs. The side of my breast is smashed up against his chest, and the vibrations when he speaks move through me, distracting me from my panic. “And I promise not to look.”

I don’t even answer him. I haven’t the slightest clue what to say.

Me. At a loss for words. I spent centuries learning how to speak to men, how to capture their interest, how to maneuver in their world, and now I’m undone by this dichotomy of a man and his not quite smile.

“Hold on to me,” He says, and I wrap both arms around his neck in answer. He drops the hand at my back to search for his keys, and I tighten my arms around him, drawing myself closer to his chest. I catch my breath at the sensation, glad for the thickness of his leather jacket that hides the way my breasts have become swollen and tight from the closeness.

I hear the jingle of keys, but I’m not sure how he manages to get the door open because his eyes never leave mine. Our faces are so close together that when he leans forward to push the door open, my lips accidentally brush his jaw. He sucks in a breath and closes his eyes. Stepping over the threshold, he closes the door behind us, and I don’t think. I just act.

Before he can lower my feet down to the gray carpet below me, I tilt my chin up and touch my mouth to his. His arm returns to my back, his fingers curling around my side, but other than that, he doesn’t move. Doesn’t kiss me back.
I press a little harder, willing him to respond because if he doesn’t… if I read all of this wrong… gods that would be the icing on the terrible fucking cake that is this night.

I pull back, already squirming in an attempt to get him to put me down.

“I’m sorry. I—“

He drops my legs, but loops that arm around my waist too, keeping me up and against him, my toes still off the floor. I don’t look up at him and he says, “Kalli.”

His voice. It’s so smooth and warm, and I just want him to keep talking to me. I could forget everything about tonight, ignore it all to listen to his voice.

“You’re sober?” he asks.

He must take my scowl as truth enough because as soon as I open my mouth to reply, his lips slam into mine, hot and hard.



 Well! There's your first look at INSPIRE. Make sure you add the book on Goodreads, and mark your calendars for Dec. 15th! And I'll hopefully have some pre-order news for you soon!

In Awkward <3,

Cora

 



Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Celebrating KEEPING HER and Other Exciting Things!



Hello, my lovelies!
Today officially marks the one year anniversary of KEEPING HER! I don't know about you guys, but that makes me want to do a happy dance....


In case you have no idea what I'm talking about, KEEPING HER is a novella about Garrick and Bliss. It's a short peek into their life after LOSING IT, and you better believe some awkwardness ensues
when Bliss meets Garrick's parents. And did I mention that it's set in London?


You can get KEEPING HER from Amazon, Barnes & Noble and iTunes for only 99 cents!

And speaking of low prices - for the first time in FOREVER....(sing it with me)

....all of my books are available for less than five dollars apiece! LOSING IT, FAKING IT, and FINDING IT, regularly $6.99 are down to $1.99, $3.99, and $4.99 respectively.  And All Lined Up, the first in my new Rusk University series, is $1.99 (regularly $4.99)! That means it's the perfect time to complete your collection, or give one to your mom, or buy one for a friend. BOOKS FOR EVERYONE!!!


And if you're one of those awesome people who has already read all of my books, THANK YOU!!! You're officially in the top 1% of my favorite people in the world. And I can't wait to share my future books with you! If you haven't already, please add ALL BROKE DOWN on Goodreads!

I am so, so excited for everyone to get to know Silas a little better. He just might be my sexiest book boyfriend yet. And have I mentioned that All Broke Down is also my longest book so far? What can I say... I didn't want to say goodbye to that boy! ;)

If you're a blogger, you can sign up for the All Broke Down Release Day Launch. And if you really want to earn extra special Cora Bonus Points, you can pre-order All Broke Down!.

And in case that wasn't cool enough, I have another book releasing just a few months after All Broke Down, and it's a completely new series! A completely new subgenre, in fact! Check out the details on INSPIRE, my upcoming New Adult Paranormal, and then add it on Goodreads, too!

And if you want to make sure you're always in the know about my books, make sure you join my newsletter by submitting your email on the top right of my sidebar on this blog!

And now, in honor of Keeping Her's anniversary and this awesome sale, here's a giveaway! Win an e-book of your choice! 5 winners! Open internationally. 





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Friday, August 1, 2014

The One With the NEW SERIES!!


Hello, my loves! So, I've been hinting at a super secret announcement, and I'm sure by now I've annoyed you all thoroughly. :)


I am so excited to say we’re finally ready to announce my big news. Drumroll, please....


 

I’m writing a new series!!!



Yep. You read that right! But there’s something special about this series. For one, I’m returning to self-publishing for this book. It’s something different, and I’m eager to get it out into the world as soon as possible, so we decided it was the perfect book to go Indie again!

For ages, I’ve been talking about wanting more New Adult paranormal and fantasy books. And like a good little author, I continued working on my contracted books, waiting patiently for that big breakout paranormal book that would get the tide rolling and start the paranormal boom that I so desperately wanted.

I waited and waited and waited, and then I got tired of waiting.

I’ve had one other similar experience in my life. In the summer of 2012, I was dying for a book set in college that was light-hearted and funny. I waited then too, but when impatience got the better of me, I decided to write my own.

That was how LOSING IT came to be.

And now that I’ve lost my patience again, I’m excited to tell you that in December 2014 (just a handful of months from now) I’ll be publishing the first book in an NA Paranormal series called INSPIRE.  
It all started one day when I was thinking about art. If you’ve read my books, you’ll know that almost all of them have some kind of focus on artistic pursuits. Acting. Music. Dance. Creativity is one of the great loves of my life, and so it’s always seemed natural to me to pair that with romance and books about figuring out who you are. But the truth is… romance readers expect a happily ever after. And more often than not, artistic pursuits do not end happily. Either success is nowhere to be found or… success is not all it’s cracked up to be. I began to think about famous artists and musicians that are considered geniuses at their crafts, yet are perhaps even more well known for the tragedy that their art brought them.

I thought of musicians that were lost too young to suicide. Artists who withdrew too deeply into their imagination and lost touch with the real world. I thought of the way you can’t go to the grocery store without seeing some actor’s downfall splashed across the pages of magazines.

And I asked myself—who is to blame? Is it the artist who cannot live in moderation? Or is creativity just a cruel mistress that destroys as many people as it uplifts? Because these kind of tragedies are not unique to our entertainment-focused society. In fact, stories of the tortured artist go back as far as history.

And with that, slowly, a story began to take shape. Sprinkle in a bit of history, a bit of fantasy, and a bit of forbidden love, and you have…

 
INSPIRE

Kalliope lives with one purpose.

To inspire.

As an immortal muse, she doesn’t have any other choice. It’s part of how she was made. Musicians, artists, actors—they use her to advance their art, and she uses them to survive. She moves from one artist to the next, never staying long enough to get attached. But all she wants is a different life— a normal one. She’s spent thousands of years living lie after lie, and now she’s ready for something real.

Sweet, sexy, and steady, Wilder Bell feels more real than anything else in her long existence. And most importantly… he’s not an artist. He doesn’t want her for her ability. But she can’t turn off the way she influences people, not even to save a man she might love. Because in small doses, she can help make something beautiful, but her ability has just as much capacity to destroy as it does to create. The longer she stays, the more obsessed Wilder will become. It’s happened before, and it never turns out well for the mortal.

Her presence may inspire genius.

But it breeds madness, too. 
 
*SQUEAK*

Well, now you all know my secret. And I’m so, so excited for you all to meet Kalliope and Wilder in December! And I’m hugely excited to be going back to Indie publishing. But as excited as I am, I’m also nervous. I want so badly for this book to do well, because I love this story and I love NA Paranormal. And I’m definitely going to need all the help I can get. So please, if you have a friend that you think might be interested in INSPIRE, tell them about this! If you’re a blogger, I’d love for you to share the news on your social media pages. And when the time comes for the cover reveal, I hope you’ll consider participating. Be sure to sign up for my newsletter so you can be the first to know about exciting announcements like this. You can even add INSPIRE on Goodreads! And as always, you can find me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram - I absolutely adore hearing from you guys!

In Awkward <3,

Cora

*TACKLEHUGS*

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

The One With the New Street Team!

Thank you all for so much for your patience as I went through the applications to join my street team! I am so honored and humbled by the number of you who are willing and enthusiastic about helping to promote my books. I wish I could have you all!!


To give you an idea of the process, I'd like to share with you the following:

The Five Stages of Choosing My Street Team

Stage One: Excitement


I've talked a lot about how much I love my Street Team. They were UNBELIEVABLY helpful in getting All Lined Up promoted (and basically have just made my life so much more joyful). When my team and I decided to expand from 25 members to 30, I just about did a back flip! I was absolutely thrilled to be adding more members to the Carmcat family. 

Stage Two: Feeling Overwhelmed

But then I started looking through the applications. The numbers weren't quite as astronomical as last time we held street team applications, so I figured choosing the new team would be easier. Yeah, I was wrong. Literally every application was amazing. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. How could I possibly pick only 30 people?

Stage Three: Denial

So then I thought, "Surely it couldn't hurt to expand the team just a little. Like, five more members would be TOTALLY fine...or ten....maybe fifteen...I mean, the more the merrier! I could probably benefit from having a small army, right?"

Stage Four: Grief

But from a purely logistical standpoint, I knew it just wasn't feasible to have 90+ street team members. So I tweeted about my angst. I gnashed my teeth. I shook my fists at the heavens and raged at the gods. I stress-ate (a lot). And then I did what any other author in my position would have done. I made someone else do it for me.

5. Shirking Responsibility

Eventually there comes a point in reviewing applications when I have cut all I possibly can. Everyone that's left is amazing, and many of them I know personally, or interact with regularly online.  (This point came incredibly early this time around because like I said... SO MANY AMAZING APPLICATIONS). So, I turned to my amazing publicity team and said "HELP! HELP! I NEED ALL OF THE HELP!" They swooped in to save the day and somehow narrowed the team down to the final thirty. How exactly they managed to do it, I'm still not sure - they're probably wizards.


Before I reveal the thirty team members chosen, I want you guys to know that if you weren't chosen, it doesn't mean that my team and I don't think you're amazing. I am so in awe of the talent and passion present in all of the applications, and it breaks my heart that I can't choose all of you. I remember last time around the end, we had 5 maybes that were very strong contenders from which we could choose two final spots. By comparison, this time we had eighteen strong maybes to fill four final spots. I know without a shadow of a doubt that some truly amazing readers and bloggers did not make the list, and for that I ache. SERIOUSLY.... ACHE. All I can say is I hope you won't be discouraged if you weren't chosen. And I hope you'll come back when we open up for applications again before the next book. PLEASE come back! 

We're so appreciative of your support, and we always, always want you to have the chance to be involved. If you're a blogger and you haven't already, I highly encourage you to sign up for the InkSlinger PR mailing list. That's the absolute best way to make sure you get in on my cover reveals and other events, if you're interested. 

The aim of this wasn't just to go through and choose the biggest and most popular blogs. The aim was to create a team with various strengths and skill sets, who could support not only me and the Rusk series but each other as well. While online followings were a big consideration, things like location and specialties and enthusiasm also played a big part. The team is comprised of about half former street team members and half newbies. And I'm so SO excited!



So without further ado, here is the new Cora Carmack Street Team!

Stephanie Gibson
Kim Baker
Megan  Gallt
Amber Noffke
Ethan Gregory
Betsy Gehring
Krista Davis
Kaitlan Heaton
Alana Rock
Yvette Cervera
Christine @IHeartBigBooks
Yesi Cavazos
Andy Estrada
Beth Lattanzi
Momo Xiong
Katie Anderson
Vangelina Osteguin
Brooke DelVecchio
Melody & Betsy @BookCrastinators
Lori Wilt
Ashley Amsbaugh
Whitney B. Swain
Christina Marie
Kristen Chandler
Lenore Mullican
Brittany Berger
Katie Stutz
Kerry-Ann
Wendi Galbreath
Alyssa Kawata

For those of you on the team, I'll be in touch in the next few days to get things rolling! I'm so excited for this new adventure!

And to everyone who applied: THANK YOU. From the bottom of my heart.  I would be absolutely nowhere without your love and support, and I am so thankful for each and every one of you! (Seriously... please come back next time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) (Was that enough exclamation points?)



And as a consolation prize, here's an extended teaser from ALL BROKE DOWN in Silas's POV! <3



I give in to the itch to touch her and start at her bare shoulder, dragging a finger along until I can curve my whole hand around the back of her neck.
“You’re gonna have to stop trying to analyze me. I’m really not that complicated.”
For a girl like her, analyzing is step one. Fixing me would be step two.
She leans her head to the side, and my hand falls away from her neck.
“Tell me about the fight tonight.”
And so it begins. “Why?”
“Tell me about the fight. Let me clean up your hands. And then, I promise to let you teach me how to party. Or whatever.”
I feel like I’ve just stepped into a courtroom, and am being outnegotiated.
“So we’re making deals, are we?”
She smiles. “I suppose we are.”
I reach up again, and this time she doesn’t pull away when I curl my fingers around the back of her neck. I brush my thumb over her pulse point . . . feel that thin, vulnerable skin, and fuck, beneath that bossy exterior, I can see her nerves. But they’re different now. She doesn’t look scared or uncomfortable. Her heart is racing, blood pulsing fast beneath my finger, and she’s taking these tiny sharp breaths. It turns me on in a way I don’t even understand. Normally, the skittish, inexperienced types send me running. But the thought of teaching her anything makes my jeans feel too tight. I want her on her back in my bed, legs spread wide, eyes big and blue, lips parted, mouth babbling that nervous nonsense until I make her forget what she’s saying, forget how to talk altogether.
I want to forget myself in her, too, steal some of her sunshine, and give this pristine, perfect girl a taste of what it’s like to get a little dirty.

LOVE YOU GUYS!!!