Release Blitz: Broken Glass by J.M. Sullivan

BROKEN-GLASS-8-FINAL-JPG.jpgThe scariest thing about Wanderland isn’t death–it’s the momerath.

And now Dinah is one of them.

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Alice Carroll has spent the better part of her life avoiding Wanderland–and the momerath–at all costs. But now with her sister gone, Alice has only one place to go.

Back to Wanderland.

Armed with only her blade and a raging vendetta against the traitorous Red Queen, Alice storms the undead wasteland to find Dinah and atone for her mistakes. But with relentless momerath and a ruthless Queen encroaching, will Alice’s determination be enough? Or will she fall down a new rabbit hole searching for revenge?


Title: Broken Glass

Author: J.M. Sullivan

Genre: A/ Dark Fantasy / Fairy Tale Retelling

Cover Designer: Westerfield Creative

Publication Date: January 15th, 2019

Publisher: Bleeding Ink Publishing

Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR

Find it: Goodreads

Buy it:

Alice: https://amzn.to/2VScax7

Broken Glass: https://amzn.to/2ROiI0t



EXCERPT:

She killed another Joker today.

Excuse me.  I mean, ‘Guardsman.’

Ha.

That’s the real joke. The Red Queen cares about the Marked as much as a cat does a dirty litter box. She’ll use them if she must, but otherwise they’re disposable.

Except for me.

She watches me.

I don’t think she knows what to do with me. Not that I blame her. I don’t know what to do with myself. Sometimes I feel like everything is normal, and other times, well—then, at least, the voices tell me that everything is fine.

I don’t quite believe them.

It would be easier if the memories stopped. Of life before. It’s muddled, but there are fragments of purpose and joy, all tied to a quiet, blonde girl. She is strong, stronger than she knows—I know this because I know her better than myself.  And yet, I don’t remember her.

I am empty.

The memories are not mine—they belong to someone else. I am a traitor in this body, an unwelcome host. And yet, the longer I stay grey, the more this body calls to me. Like the other Marked.

We understand each other.

They tell me things. Secrets the Queen will never know. I can read them in their eyes. I can feel them in my bones. Words unspoken, but always heard. Whispers, desperate songs, pleading for salvation. And all the while, they watch me. Waiting. Haunted stares as she kills our brothers and sisters. Their pain is palpable, heavy in the air and on my shoulders while they call to me on an undiscovered frequency.

I hear them laughing.

I hear them crying.

I hear them . . .

I hear . . .

Them.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: img_4298

My name is Candace Robinson. I’m just your average hemiplegic migraine sufferer. My days are spent writing, book reviewing and traveling through books for my blog, Literary Dust. I live just outside of Houston, Texas, where it feels like the hottest place on Earth with the crazy weather. No, seriously, one day it’s 30 degrees and the next it’s 70 degrees! I live with my husband and awesome daughter!

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Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/j-m-sullivan

Web: https://jmsullivanbooks.com/


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