Monday, August 10, 2015

Blog Tour: Ignited (Unclaimed 2) by Laurie Wetzel


( August 4th to August 13th, 2015)

Ignited(Unclaimed 2) 

by Laurie Wetzel

Book- Ignited ( Unclaimed 2) 
Release Date- 10th August,2015
Genre- Young Adult paranormal romance 


After surviving an attack from a demon that killed her friend, Maddy Page thought the worst was over.

It’s not.

Word is spreading through the supernatural world about Maddy, the mortal girl with rare gifts. Some want to use her powers; others want to destroy her. One wants to protect her—her boyfriend, an angel named MJ.

MJ knows that the demon that attacked Maddy was sent to collect her by someone very powerful. Someone he has tried and failed to stop before. MJ can’t beat him, but he will do whatever it takes to keep Maddy safe, even if it means turning his back on his own kind.

The air around us stills. The sounds from the water and animals disappear. It’s as if nature is curious about the effects an immortal kissing a well, whatever I am will have on its delicate balance.
Don’t forget—you’re not just any mortal. You stopped me when I made the worst mistake of my life and tried to attack you. You fought off an abnormally skilled demon and saved your sister. As horrified as I am that you had to do that, I’m also glad you can defend yourself.
I’m done.
I’m done being a pawn in their game.
I’m done being her puppet.
I’m done being kept in the dark.



Maddy’s beautiful mouth falls as she gasps.
“I–I don’t know if I can.”
“Try. That’s all I’m asking.”
“No, it’s not. You don’t know what you’re asking.
That dream it’s different. I can’t—I can’t explain it.
It’s just—
Tears line her eyes. Moisture fills the air around us, ready and waiting to fall as rain the moment that teardrop breaks free. I will not be the reason behind her pain. I pull her into me, wrapping my arms around her.
“Hey. It’s okay. You don’t have to explain. I know you were unconscious and had no control over anything that happened to you. I just wanted to understand what you saw and how you saw it. We don’t need to try it. It’s fine.
Nothing is more important to me than you.”
For several moments, she’s silent in my arms. But her emotions are so chaotic, my essence can barely keep up.
Just as swiftly, though, her emotions settle inside her and calmness fills the air around us. She’s made her decision.
We’re done for the day. I’m not disappointed or upset by this. I will never force her to do anything she doesn’t want to do. I respect her choice.
“If we do this,” she begins, “and it does work, what then?”
I arch a brow, caught off guard by her question.
Does this mean she’s considering it? I choose my next words carefully, not wanting to sway her one way or the other. “We could practice—work on strengthening this ability—
“No. I mean, what will you do if this works and you relive that day all over again?”
My mouth opens, but nothing comes out. Her words sink in, leaving their mark on my soul. I’ve battled millions of demons and secretly fought against the leader of the Fallen. Not once did anyone worry for me. Of course she would.
Me, I hadn’t thought it through that far. If she could somehow recreate that day and make it feel just as real as her bridge does I don’t know what I’d do. It’s not something I can predict, having never experienced or even contemplated something like this before. Any other dream
or any other day wouldn’t matter as much, but this is different— just as she said. It’s the day I failed everyone.
I take an unnecessary breath to push back my thoughts before I say, “I’ve spent my afterlife trying to atone for the mistakes I made that day. Perhaps seeing it from an outsider’s perspective, I could put my own personal ‘demons’ to rest.”
She leans back, and I’m once again lost in the deep green forest of her eyes. “Okay. I’ll try. But I can’t guarantee it will work.”
Gently, I place my hand on her cheek—my essence strengthens inside her. I search out her doubts, trying to give her the reassurance she needs. Instead I find her heart racing and her muscles tightening. Even though I can’t read her mind, I don’t need to. I’ve been matching her emotions to the thoughts she’s shared, trying to put them together so I can figure her out and not be so clueless. She isn’t doubting herself. She’s afraid.
“It’s okay,” I say. “If it works, we’ll be together. And besides, we know how this works, right? One touch sends us there. The next one sends us back. You’ll be safe. I’ll be fine. I promise.”
Her eyes narrow, searching me as she mulls it over for a moment. Then she nods. “Okay.”
I nod back. “Would it help you concentrate on sending us if I described the scene to you?”
She shudders. “No. I doubt I’ll ever forget it. I’ll try to bring us to the part where you met the Village Girl—
“Lifa. And what do you mean, ‘try’?”
“This is different than the bridge. The bridge is a real, physical place. This was a dream—a nightmare of a dream—that doesn’t really exist. Not anymore. Plus, getting there is only part of the problem. There was a lot going on in the village. I wouldn’t want us to land in a pile of rubble or in a fire or in front of people. I don’t even know if they can see us.”
“It was a dream, Maddy. A vision. It may have felt real, but it wasn’t. There’s nothing to fear by going back into it.
Dreams can’t hurt you.” She huffs and shakes her head in disbelief.
“Do you think I would willingly put you at risk?”
For a moment, I think she’s going to argue, then she bites her lip and turns away. I close the small gap between us, wrapping my arms around her. My essence feeds off the excitement building inside her. Within a second, it returns to me. The outside world falls away, and I’m once again lost in the dense forest of her emerald-green eyes. I lean down.
Her warm breath kisses my lips—mine are dry, itching to touch hers.
“You can do this, Maddy. I believe in you.”
Her eyes widen, and then she shuts them.
Darkness descends on me—my body twists and tightens as if it were being sent through a clothes wringer.
Suddenly the feelings vanish. The darkness fades, and I open my eyes. Thick black smoke covers the sky. Screams echo on the wind, which carries the scent I’ve tried to forget.
The smell is my people burning. I reach for my sword and feel nothing but the coarse fabric of my jeans.
“MJ!” a voice cries out. I follow the sound to my
Maddy crouching behind a broken wooden cart fifteen feet in front of me.
I’m torn between rushing to her and rushing to help my people. There is nothing I can do for them, though.
They all died. This is just a recreation existing in an alternate plane, like the version of the bridge she sends us to, but it’s more lifelike than any dream.
Maddy waves her hand, motioning for me to come to her. If I don’t, it’s just a matter of time before she comes to me. Besides, her cart offers more protection, even though it looks as if it might fall apart at any moment. I rush to her side, taking care not to touch her.
“We didn’t stay together,” she says.
I think back to all the times she’s taken us to the bridge. No matter what our original position was, it would be different when we arrived on the bridge. We could be standing, sitting, or lying down. The distance between
us could be anywhere from a few inches to several feet.
The only thing that remained consistent was that we were never touching there.
“Maybe that’s just how it works,” I reply. “Or maybe that will change once you can control it more.” A thud sounds on the other side of the cart. Maddy crawls underneath the cart, but it isn’t stable. The front end is smashed, and the left wheel is barely hanging on. It could collapse and crush her.
I take a breath, reminding myself this is a dream, and dreams can’t hurt her, then I follow her under the cart.
A woman lays on the ground with her foot caught on a human bone—what’s left of one of the villagers. Her dress is tattered and torn, and her face is hidden behind dirty golden locks. But still, I know who it is. Lifa.
All at once, I’m lost in a forgotten memory.


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Book name- Unclaimed by Laurie Wetzel
Genre- YA Paranormal Romance
Release date-8/11/2014

Abandoned by her birth parents and ignored by her adoptive family, Maddy Page believes she is unlovable. She only allows herself to dream of falling in love. That changes when she meets MJ; handsome and kind, MJ penetrates Maddy's defenses. Maddy soon finds herself confiding in MJ like she has with no one else, revealing secrets even her closest friends don't know. He makes her feel safe--a feeling she's never experienced except in her dreams.

When Maddy witnesses MJ disappear and reappear in thin air, she realizes she might have been wrong about him. He could be dangerous--maybe even a killer. Determined to uncover the truth of who--or what--MJ is, Maddy ignores her instinct to run. But she soon realizes that getting close to MJ could cost more than a broken heart--it could cost Maddy her soul.

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 Author bio

Laurie Wetzel has always had a passion for writing, but it wasn’t until a New Years Resolution in 2011 that she finally shared her lifelong dream of being an author with her husband. He read the very first draft of Unclaimed and gave her the words she needed to hear, “This is what you need to be doing.” Three years later the first book in the Unclaimed series was published with the second book expected to be out in 2015. Laurie lives in Mankato, MN, with her husband and two young sons. When she’s not writing, working, or spending time with her family, she’s either reading, running, or catching up on her favorite shows on Netflix. For updates on the Unclaimed series as well as other works in progress, feel free to check her out online!



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