January is Walk Your Dog Month and what better way to kick start your New Years Resolutions by reading some great YA books that feature dogs? If you are like me, you love dogs and want to spend more time with them because they just get you. This awareness month is a great way to help dust off the January blues, read a few good books, maybe go out and adopt a new dog, or if you already have one start taking him/her out for more walks. It's a fun way to get out of the house and your dog will love you for it! Here is a list of YA books that will have you begging for more! Last Chance by Norah McClintock In this charming YA novel by Norah McClintock, the main character Robyn is scared of dogs—like, really scared. But she agrees to spend her summer working at an animal shelter anyway. (It's a long story.) Robyn soon discovers that many juvenile offenders also volunteer at the shelter—including Nick D'Angelo, a boy from Robyn's past. A boy she hoped to never see again. Ni...
Today we have an excerpt reveal for May Sage’s KING OF RUIN! Check it out and be sure to grab your pre-order your copy today!
Title: King of Ruin
Author: May Sage
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: June 6th
About King of Ruin
They say the fae used to take the most beautiful maidens and make them their brides. They lied. What they do with them is much worse. After the seven lords of Sidhe are massacred in one day, the thrones of the fae realm pass down to their heirs. The Iron Circle remains leaderless, as its true lord lives in another world. The nobles of the realm will find the heir, and they will destroy him. Or her. West, in the Silver Circle, a new lord has taken the throne. A warrior who never hesitates to crush ants for the good of the world. A man whose rule will change the fate of their realms. Melpomene has never known where she came from, and after centuries, she’s stopped caring. Until the fae take her, dragging her to a land where bloodlines and power is everything. To survive, she needs to embrace the monster buried inside.Pre-Order Your Copy Today:
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Exclusive Excerpt:
There was a young boy among the prisoners. Younger than Dreron, by far. A teenager. He was trembling like a leaf. Whatever Alrik had planned, the boy would not last a minute. "You may claim whatever weapon you may steal or exhort from any of us. Spill the blood of your peers, fertilize our forest with their remains. The last three standing will have earned their freedom." The bloodbath started. None of the darklings hesitated, begging for swords that the Ironers were more than happy to provide, eager to see them murder each other. Some among the prisoners were prey, and others, hunters. The boy Caim had noticed, because of his youth, fell in the first lot. The smell of blood and the clash of blade against blade awoke something dark inside him, making him want to join in. This was what they were: wildness. But the boy wasn't fair game. Destroying youth was where he drew the line. His eyes followed his progression. He would not enjoy seeing him die, but if he spoke up against it now, he would be undermining the authority of a lord of Iron, one likely to become regent, on their land. The boy stumbled over his feet, missing a blade by an inch. He crawled away, hands around his head, crying, trying to get out of the massacre. He hit a bare leg. Caim lifted his gaze to the would-be murderer of the child. It was a woman, and she had no weapon in hand. Caim watched her bend over, extending her hand to the boy, whose eyes widened. He took it, carefully. She pulled him up to his feet. The woman was emaciated, with dark circles under her eyes. Yet, she was beautiful. Striking. Memorable. Among a crowd of fae ladies in silks, she stood out in her rags. Her golden skin and dark hair. Her eyes. Her voice. It was but a whisper. "I warned you I could not protect you," she told the boy, letting go of his hand. "So stay close." That she'd survived five minutes without any weapon had surprised him. Now, it didn't. Tired and spent as she was, her every move was fluid and precise. A Gaian darkling came from the side with a blade; she tilted her pelvis forward, and the blade hit air. She reached for the attacker's hand and pushed it back into his skull, all the while avoiding another hit on her left shoulder. Water. She moved like water. If she'd had a sword in hand, Caim knew she could have made short work of all the prisoners, and most of the lords, no doubt. But she seemed content to let them murder each other, simply defending herself—and the boy holding on to her like the lifeline she was.About May Sage:
May Sage is a USA Today Bestselling romance writer dabbling in different genres, although the readers who follow every series know they’re all related. When she isn’t writing, she spends her time with her German Shepherd, her two Savannahs, and her black rescue cat, in England. She loves reading, ballet, running, and cake. Mostly, cake. Follow her on Facebook or join her newsletter for the latest update.
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