Hey guys!
So I've been contact by this awesome publisher Parliament House, so that I could bring you this awesome tittle!
I'm slowly falling in love with this cover.
And the story behind it promises to be even better!`
So come take a look and find the next love of your life
Synopsis:
‘’Tanzy Hightower is not crazy. At
least that’s what she tells herself. She also tells herself that the shadows
stalking her in the woods aren’t living, murderous beings.
On her father’s death, Tanzy is
swept up by the woods and the shadows that took him. She quickly realizes those
monsters lurking in the dark now have their sights set on her. Neither Tanzy
nor life as she knows it escapes unchanged when she is introduced to a
world…unseen.
Two strangers seem too willing to
help her navigate her new reality: Vanessa Andrews, a doctor’s trophy wife with
a southern drawl, and Lucas, a quiet, scarred man with timing that borders on
either perfect or suspect. But Tanzy has secrets of her own. Desperate for
answers and revenge, Tanzy must put her faith in their hands as her past comes
calling and the shadows close in.
With wild blood coursing through
her veins, will Tanzy’s choices shed light on the shadows of her past, or will
they bring forth the darkness within her?’’
About
the author:
Young-adult author. Equine
professional. Southern gal. Especially fond of family, sunlight, and cookie
dough.
I wrote my first book in seventh
grade, filling one hundred and four pages of a black and white Mead notebook.
Back then I lived for two things: horses and R.L. Stine books. Fast forward
nearly twenty years, and I still work with horses, and hoard books like most
women my age collect shoes. Its amazing how much changes... and how much stays
the same.
The dream of publishing a novel has
hitch-hiked with me down every other path I've taken (and there have been
many.) Waitress, farm manager, road manager, bank teller, speech writer,
retail, and more. But that need to bring pen to paper refused to quiet. Finally,
in 2009, I sat down, pulled out a brand new notebook, and once again let the
pictures in my head become words on paper.
As a child, my grandfather would
sit me in his lap and weave tales about the Cherokee nation, and a girl who
belonged with horses. His words painted a whole new world, and my mind would
take flight. My hope - my dream - is that Tanzy's journey does the same for
you.
Confession time: Jadie Jones is not
my name. It's a pen name I created to honor two fantastic women who didn't get
the chance to live out their professional dreams. First, my grandmother - a
mother of four during post World War II America, who wanted to be a journalist
so bad that even now when she talks about it, her blue eyes mist and she lifts
her chin in silent speculation. And second, a dear friend's mother who left
this world entirely too soon. To Judy Dawn and Shirley Jones, Jadie Jones is
for you. It's been a pleasure getting to know her.
Find
more information:
About the author - https://www.jadiejones.com
About the publisher - http://www.parliamenthousepress.com
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