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Book Blitz ~ Lock and Key by Evangeline Anderson ~ Excerpt + Giveaway

Book Blitz ~ Lock and Key by Evangeline Anderson ~ Excerpt + Giveaway

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Lock and Key, Nocturne Academy, Book 1, Pink, Girl, Castle, Sparkles, White Letters, Magic

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Friday’s Page 69 ~ One of Us is Next

Friday’s Page 69 ~ One of Us is Next

One of Us Is Next, Red, Photographs, Cut Out, One of Us is Lying, Karen M. McManus, Red, Locker
Kiersten makes a face. “This game is vile. And I’m starving.” She’s sitting next to me on our basement sofa and shifts closer to nudge my knee with hers. Kiersten lives an hour away and doesn’t usually spend her Saturdays with us, but her girlfriend is teaching in Japan for six weeks and she’s at loose ends.
“Come on, pause your ridiculously buff alter ego and get some lunch with me.”

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ The Impossible Boy

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ The Impossible Boy

The Impossible Boy, Ben Brooks, Red, Green, Holly, Baguette, Flowers, Adventure, Children's Book
As trees were being dragged into living rooms and tinsel was being wound around lampshades, Oleg and Emma sat at the back of their classroom whispering about how cold their ears were.
It was the Monday before Christmas.
A teacher was talking, and neither Oleg nor Emma was listening.
This teacher, however, was not the teacher that usually taught form 6Y about dead kings, exploding stars, and how to tell a million from a billion, because that teacher had fallen off a horse three days earlier. He wasn’t supposed to have been on top of a horse at all and how he managed to:
A. find a horse
and
B. get on it
were mysteries that remained unsolved.

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Shouting at the Rain

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Shouting at the Rain

Shouting a the Rain, Lynda Mullaly Hunt, Jar, Storm, Sun, Clouds, Boat, Water, Yellow Letters, Children's Books, Family
There are two kinds of people. People who like surprises and people who don’t.
I don’t.
And yet here is Aimee Polloch, my friend since first grade, marching through our front door as loud as a summer cow. “Delsie. I have the best surprise.”
“Uh-oh.”