Release Day Launch: Long Way Home – Katie McGarry

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The highly anticipated third book in Katie McGarry’s Thunder Road Series is being released today! LONG WAY HOME is a Young Adult Contemporary Romance being published by Harlequin Teen! Grab your copy of the next book in this emotionally charged series, and don’t miss Violet and Chevy’s story!


 

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LONG WAY HOME Synopsis:

Seventeen-year-old Violet has always been expected to sit back and let the boys do all the saving.

It’s the code her father, a member of the Reign of Terror motorcycle club, raised her to live by. Yet when her dad is killed carrying out Terror business, Violet knows it’s up to her to do the saving. To protect herself, and her vulnerable younger brother, she needs to cut all ties with the club—including Chevy, the boy she’s known and loved her whole life.

But when a rival club comes after Violet, exposing old secrets and making new threats, she’s forced to question what she thought she knew about her father, the Reign of Terror, and what she thinks she wants. Which means re-evaluating everything: love, family, friends . . . and forgiveness.

Caught in the crosshairs between loyalty and freedom, Violet must decide whether old friends can be trusted—and if she’s strong enough to be the one person to save them all.


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“An intoxicating and unforgettable story that kept me glued to the page.”

Kami Garcia, #1 New York Times bestselling author, on Walk the Edge

 

 

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CHEVY

The instructions of the English homework I didn’t do hangs out from the top of my folder: Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both.

Story of my life.

According to my football coach, I chose wrongly on the two crap paths I had to face last week. I just ran into Coach on the way to English, and he ripped into me for my sorry decision-making skills when it came to me choosing to stand up for the Reign of Terror Motorcycle Club instead of a member of my football team.

I didn’t just get my ass chewed out, his tirade made me late for English with no tardy note. Which is great since my English teacher hates late students like I hate riding my motorcycle in forty degree weather while it rains.

I round the corner, then peek through the small window on the door of my class. Ms. Whitlock stands in front of her desk in her patented white button-down shirt, gray pencil skirt, and dark-rimmed glasses. From the back row, my best friend Razor meets my eyes and shakes his head. Damn. That means she’s in one of her moods where she’s refusing to let anyone in.

I’m not a tail-tucked-between-my-legs type of guy, but this lady is one of the few who can reduce me to begging. If she doesn’t let me in, then she’ll mark me as absent, the front office will think I skipped, and that means I won’t be able to play at tonight’s football game.

The window rattles when I knock. The entire class turns their heads in my direction, but Ms. Whitlock doesn’t. The muscles in my neck tighten. She is one of the hardest core people I know and my grandfather is the president of a motorcycle club. That says something.

She starts for the white board and I knock on the door again. This time, Ms. Whitlock does look my way and she grants me the type of glare reserved for people who kick puppies. I got it. I’m late. I’m the scum of humanity, so let my ass in so I can play football.

There’s this guy in my club, Pigpen. He’s about the same age as Ms. Whitlock, late twenties, and he’s a walking hard-on for this woman even though she would never give him the time of day. He practically runs into walls when she’s around because he’s too focused on checking her out. I don’t see gorgeous—all I see is seriously pissed off and the person standing between me and playing.

Ms. Whitlock points at the clock over her desk. She’s telling me I can wait. If I’m lucky, she’ll open the door after the quiz that I’ll receive a zero on. If I’m not so lucky, she won’t open the door at all.

Two pathetic paths and I could only travel one. Nowhere in that stupid poem did it mention there was good and bad to both paths and that sometimes it’s best not to choose, but to set up camp at the fork and do nothing at all.

I slam my hand into the nearest locker, almost relishing the sting.

“Feel better?”

A glance across the hallway and I freeze. Doesn’t matter how many times I see her in a day, she still manages to take my breath away.

 


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Katie McGarry Bio:

Katie McGarry was a teenager during the age of grunge and boy bands and remembers those years as the best and worst of her life. She is a lover of music, happy endings, reality television, and is a secret University of Kentucky basketball fan.

Katie is the author of full length YA novels, PUSHING THE LIMITS, DARE YOU TO, CRASH INTO YOU, TAKE ME ON, BREAKING THE RULES, NOWHERE BUT HERE, and WALK THE EDGE and the e-novellas, CROSSING THE LINE and RED AT NIGHT. Her debut YA novel, PUSHING THE LIMITS was a 2012 Goodreads Choice Finalist for YA Fiction, a RT Magazine’s 2012 Reviewer’s Choice Awards Nominee for Young Adult Contemporary Novel, a double Rita Finalist, and a 2013 YALSA Top Ten Teen Pick. DARE YOU TO was also a Goodreads Choice Finalist for YA Fiction and won RT Magazine’s Reviewer’s Choice Best Book Award for Young Adult Contemporary fiction in 2013.

 

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A Howler’s Party

Those of you who follow me on Twitter may already be aware that the 22nd of February had been a great day. Those of you who don’t and have somehow missed the hype of Pierce Brown’s first UK tour (we’ve all missed something once or twice) are probably sitting there putting the two together right now.

You would be right to assume that I was one of the many who got to meet the man in the flesh, but one of the few that were invited to the Howler Party hosted at the Hodder & Stoughton HQ itself which in itself was incredible because obviously… BOOKS!

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And look at the pretty view it boasted! (photo creds to my father who begrudgingly attended the party with me)

 

So I had never been to a book launch type party before (or any author event actually) and it was painfully obvious that I was the youngest in attendance, both of which equated to a very awkward first 30 minutes of me standing around doing not much at all (if nearly crying from awkwardness and fright counts as nothing) I finally got the courage to go up to the rather large table with a plethora of things on its surface…. pens, funky pieces of paper where you could write the reasons why you loved the series (which of course was everything because it is an amazing trilogy with very little fault to it) and TEMPORARY TATTOOS. Yes, you read that right – a bunch of very mature, (for the most part) adults at a party where temporary tattoos were available – and boy, was everyone excited.

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No… I wasn’t joking

So there was me, the socially awkward potato writing my reason for loving the series (which was Sevro…. amongst other things of course, like the impeccable writing style) and Pierce himself walks up to me… and starts doodling an arrow dripping blood over the heart that I so artistically added to my wonky handwriting…. I totally didn’t panic.

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He stated that it was simply what Sevro would do… and I do wholeheartedly agree!

After a bit of a chat I slowly edged away to allow myself to stop internally squealing (because joy ensues when you meet one of your ultimate favourite authors… believe me) and somehow continued to be a carrot in the corner of the room. That was until I gathered up sufficient courage to go beyond my comfort zone and go up to a group of people who looked like they would  judge me the least for having the social grace of Beast at the beginning of Beauty and the Beast. BEST DECISION EVER!

 We hit off  almost immediately which only seemed to prove to me the welcoming nature of the book blogging community. I want to take a minute to thank them for making my night memorable and so, so much more fun – I don’t think I would have lasted very long at the party without Sally (@TheDarkDictator… although it will always be TheDuckDictator from now on and I’m only partially sorry), Dani (@dani_reviews), Anissa (@anissareads – who introduced me to her bookish subscription box Fairy Loot which I have been considering ordering because of the funky stuff included in it!), Chantelle (@oh_thestories) and many others including Daphne, the owner of Illumicrate and no other but the author, Non Pratt – who was lovely and gave some kick-ass advice when it came to writing, inspiring me to dig out the largely unfinished manuscript hiding under my bed in hope of finishing it one day. I can only hope that I will be able to see them again in the near (after exam) future!

Sally and I then went up to Pierce to ask to get my books signed, as well as take some photos at which point I also decided to sort of… kind of… maybe… berate him for something he did in Morning Star that greatly displeased and hurt me, but also told him that I was also glad he fixed it in the way that he did because I couldn’t have forgiven him otherwise because I nearly yelled at my father on the way to the party  (at which point I got a fist-bump). Instead of becoming inarticulate like I pictured myself being around authors, I did the complete opposite and continued to gush over the series; Pierce somehow didn’t tell me to stop butt-licking him but actually seemed genuine in telling me that my words meant a lot to him. Then came photo time, and luckily Sally’s photo skills were much better than mine, as were her ‘steal Pierce’s drink’ skills which were quite funny to observe.

The night overran for what I presume was much more than the extra hour that I stayed – and yet Pierce was nothing but patient and kind in his encounters with everyone, answering each and every question with care, including mine which involved some perverted unicorns which was of course the most normal thing I could have asked, but hey ho, right?

The night was a huge success so I’d like to say a big thank you to Hodderscape for inviting me to the wonderful evening and giving me the chance to meet some of the loveliest people I’ve met to date!

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Pierce and I – photo creds to Sally

My Rating of the night: 1000/5 Stars 

“Hic sunt leones”

-House Augustus