Monday, December 1, 2014

Happy Release Day & #Giveaway: CURIOUS - 3 Novels in 1 by D.L. Richardson


CURIOUS Details:

Title: Curious (3 novels in 1) by D L Richardson 

Genres: Young adult - urban fantasy/paranormal spy adventure/paranormal romance 

Series: Not part of a series 

ISBN: 9781311944474

Book Length: 536 pages

Publisher: self published


About All 3 Books in the Collection Plus Excerpts:

Three full length novels in one supernatural collection. 

In THE BIRD WITH THE BROKEN WING, a guardian angel finds herself trapped in Purgatory with a young soldier she was assigned to watch over. She knows the terrible secret that's keeping him trapped in limbo, but can't understand why she's stuck with him. 

Read an Excerpt:

“I’m tired of painting myself. But it’s all I do. Look.” The girl rummaged through the canvases on the floor. She withdrew one that had an indigo blue background and a single pale, bloodshot eye staring from the center. Pointing to the middle of the room where a crystal bowl containing a colorful array of fruit sat on a table, she continued. “This is supposed to be that.”
She tore off and went in search of another painting, which she found, and with a sort of timid pride, she shoved the canvas at Rachael. Similar to the first canvas, except with a dark red background, and equally appalling. The girl cast that canvas aside and produced another painting, and another and another. Rachael was quick to notice the pattern, and she began to back away. All the paintings were of the same image—a single, bloodshot eye that looked as if it belonged to someone who was being buried alive.
“No matter what I paint…clouds, fruit, sunsets…every picture turns out the same. They are all pictures of me passing judgment on myself.”
When Rachael moved, she felt the eyes in the pictures following her. “You have captured it rather well. Maybe you should come to my Group sessions.”
Even as the words left her mouth, she regretted them. The girl’s pale eyes lit up, yet before Rachael could take back what she’d said, a guy appeared—her twin maybe, for he was just as deathly pale. When he scowled, icy arrows laced with contempt shot outwards and hit Rachael square in the face. He dragged the girl back to her easel, and Rachael was secretly glad to have her forcibly removed.
“I was once like you,” the girl called out as Rachael hurried toward the door. “You’ll be in here soon. There is no escaping your fate. You belong here with us.”

I had the pleasure of reading and reviewing The Bird With the Broken Wing back in 2011 shortly after I created my blog. You may read my review here:

http://saphsbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/review-interview-dl-richardsons-bird.html

*****

In FEEDBACK, three teenagers receive the organs of deceased CIA agent and inadvertently take on the task of completing the mission the spy died midway through, that of deactivating bacteria bombs threatening millions of lives. 

Read an Excerpt:

Wanting to run and actually running were two different things. For many reasons. My legs were like concrete pylons, numb from sitting on the plastic chair for so long. The acrid perfume wafted toward me again like an invisible web, trapping me to the seat. Miss Redkins blocked my exit, and the incessant beep-beep-beep of her phone from texting the encyclopedia acted like a sensor alarm. I’d never liked the sense of being trapped.
I nudged Melanie, and she begrudgingly moved over half an inch. No amount of fresh air would appease me. I should be the one up on stage, not Katrina.
“Sit where you can watch me,” Katrina had demanded during breakfast this morning.
“She’s practiced real hard,” Mom had added, kissing Katrina on the cheek. “She’s always wanted to be a dancer like her big sister.”
The spotlight dimmed. I wanted to cheer and applaud Katrina’s tiny feet in first position, but my heart had sunk to somewhere stinkier than the bottom of the trash can.
I slid down into the chair. If I had to be stuck here, at least I’d attempt to shrink into myself. Hiding behind my fringe would have been a good option, except that clips held my hair on top of my head. I couldn’t lift up the collar of my school blazer. It hung in my locker. I might have used the collar of my white shirt to shield my face from the crowd, but that look was so last year. My final hope lay in covering my face with my hands, but I doubted I’d be able to stop the flow of tears if I did.
Why couldn’t Katrina have been born with a bad kidney? She’d be in the audience and I’d be the one up there on the stage.
But Katrina didn’t have a defective kidney. She had a tutu and a dance coach.

*****

In LITTLE RED GEM, bad advice from a ghost, magic courtesy of an unsuspecting half-sister, and a televised music talent show see this teen make more of a mess in death than she ever made in life. 

Read an Excerpt:

… “You all right?” Leo said. “You look a little shaken.”
I stared at him and thought to myself: No, I am not all right.
Two weeks ago I’d skipped my period. Since then I hadn’t been able to look at anything the same way. A burger was no longer a tasty lunch; it was an animal that had once lived. A black bear was no longer a pest who broke into trash cans; it was a product of a species that placed material objects above that species’ home. All of my innocent and inept teenage philosophies about life and death and everything in between had come barging towards me demanding I set down some new rules. The top of the list of discussion points was: When did a boyfriend stop being a boyfriend?
I hadn’t yet decided on the answer but the top two contenders were, 1) when he became a father, and 2) when he found out his girlfriend was pregnant and became an ex-boyfriend.
Why did the first adult decision of my life have to also be the biggest? And why, despite the two smiling faces captured in the photos stashed deep in my bag, did it feel as if this decision was mine alone to make?
Overwhelmed, I burst into tears. Leo slipped his arms around me and hugged me tightly to his chest.
“Hey, it’s okay. We weren’t in any kind of danger. Those cars were way off. But babe, if it makes you feel any better, I promise not to drive and talk on the phone at the same time. You know I’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy.”
As Leo led me back to the car I let myself believe that our souls and hearts were like grafted plants or symbiotic life forces, too deeply entwined to let anyone or anything threaten to destroy us. But something already had.

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That's over 500 pages of action, drama, adventure, teen issues, and romance in one book that you won't be able to put down until you are completely finished!

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About the Author:


Music first captured the creative interest of D L Richardson. She got her first acoustic guitar at age ten, and in high school she sang with the school band. When she left school she helped form her own rock band where she sang lead vocals, played bass guitar, and wrote all the lyrics. 

At age 26 she realized she wanted to write novels for the rest of her life, or die trying, so she sold her equipment, quit pursuing a music career and began writing instead. She now have six books published and is working on an urban fantasy series a second short story collection.

She lives in Australia on the NSW South Coast with her husband and dog. When she’s not writing or reading she can be found practicing her piano, playing the guitar or walking the dog. 

She is currently writing a serialised four book novel and working on a second volume of short stories. 

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2 comments:

D L Richardson said...

Thank you so much for your support over the years. I still love your review of The Bird With The Broken Wing. I'd also like to wish you and your readers a merry Christmas and a happy new year!!
Love and hugs D L

Sapphyria said...

You are very welcome, DL! I'm so happy that your happy with the review. I'm still extremely excited that you used part of my review as a quote on the new cover. Merry Christmas to you, as well!!