Tuesday, September 9, 2014

COVER REVEAL - Rebel Souls

Today is the day I let the Rebel Souls cover go public.

I feel like I have waited forever for this day to get here and in the book world, it probably has been forever. I remember when I first got the idea for this book and how far it has come since that day. I remember contacting Kelsey at K Keeton Designs and flipping through models to pick for Claire and Elias. And I remember the minute I saw Elizabeth and how I KNEW, I just knew, she was my Claire. In all her pictures she was adorable and sweet but I knew once she got that jacket on she would be my sweet, smart-mouthed, and all around sassy main character. Then came Caleb, my Elias. My tortured and conflicted soul whose only downfall is he cares when he has been trained not to. They both nailed it. 

So it is with great pride and pleasure I show you the cover to Rebel Souls.

Rebel Souls by Sarah Ashley Jones
New Adult Romantic Suspense - 17+
Coming November 13, 2014
Cover Design: Sarah Ashley Jones
Cover Photography by K Keeton Designs
Cover Models: Elizabeth Underwood and Caleb Scott

Elias Anderson believes he can right the wrongs of the world. 
As a member of the Rebel Souls, a self-appointed vigilante group whose only goal is to take down those who prey on the innocent, he is trained to kill or be killed.

Claire Olsen wants revenge.
After being attacked and left for dead, she is forced to watch her sister’s kidnapping. When the police refuse to pursue the case, she decides the only thing left to do is to take matters into her own hands, even if that means becoming a Rebel herself.

Elias knows how to deal with the new Rebels.
To ensure her loyalty, he must train her. And to train her, he must break her. But Claire refuses to give in and let a man strip her of who she is. Her stubborn ways and feisty mouth only deepens Elias’ desperation for control while she revels in knowing she is the reason behind his slow undoing. 
It’s not until they discover the truth about her sister’s disappearance that everything inside their already dysfunctional world changes and they soon learn that their survival depends solely on one another. 

The line between right and wrong will be blurred.
Blood will be shed.
And the guilty will pay.

And in case you were wondering what the full wrap looks like, here's a peek at that as well. 

And a little exclusive excerpt for you guys, too!
“You want answers, Blondie.” Claire turns her head and I snatch her chin in my free hand. “You truly want to know what it feels like to kill somebody - to watch the life drain from a stranger’s eyes because of your actions?”
Her heart beats against my chest and I drop my hands to her shoulders, spinning her around and forcing her down into the chair next to us. Her knife pings as it hits the concrete floor.
“It feels like nothing else in this world.” I lean forward, pushing all my weight into my palms as they rest on the arms of the chair. “It’s every feeling a person could possibly experience all at once. It’s blissful, calming, terrifying, satisfying, excruciating, but most of all - it’s powerful,” I whisper the last part. “Once you finally do it, murder someone, you can’t go back. You carry them with you anywhere you go. You see their faces when you sleep. You see their eyes when you look at your own in the mirror. It doesn’t matter if they were a saint or a sinner. You become the reason they no longer exist. Do you really think you can do that, Claire?”
I’m stuck staring at her, watching the way her lips parts as she nods, her sharp breaths cascading over my cheek. Her intense eyes seek solace in mine as if she’s listening to a bedtime story - not a horror story like how it plays in my mind. 
“Then why do you continue to do it?”
It’s a simple question. Eight words I ask myself day in and day out and depending on when you ask me, I will answer differently each time.“Because if I don’t - no one else will.”


Sarah Ashley Jones was raised in San Diego, California, but currently wrangles her three dogs in Clarksville, Tennessee. When she's not writing she works in a pottery studio and comes home covered in paint on a daily basis. She has a slightly unhealthy obsession with cupcakes, chapstick, and all things Alice in Wonderland. She is an eternal optimist and can often be found dancing and singing to music at any given time. It's rare to see her not smiling or laughing, but if you do, just bring her a cupcake and it will cheer her up.

The books of the Promise Me Series is the first novels Sarah Ashley Jones ever sat down to write. The story weaseled into her heart and wouldn't leave her alone until she typed it all out. Now, stories won’t stop making themselves heard as she continues to write whichever character’s story is the loudest!

She is a lover of all things adventure and romance and is constantly working hard on future releases. Her overactive imagination probably has something to do with being a theatre geek as a child and teenager and now she puts it to good use as an adult, creating and sharing stories that many already love.

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Teaser Tuesday - Rebel Souls #2

So I gave you the BLURB and I've shared some teasers. I think it's time for another longer tease. 
For your pleasure, I give you a piece of Rebel Souls in Elias' point of view. 


“You should be more aware of your surroundings.” A gasp slips out as she spins and faces me, her hair leaving wet marks on the sweatshirt that hangs loosely over her body.
“Well you shouldn’t tell someone to find you and then hang out in the shadows of the darkest possible corner you can find.” She sits across from me and curls herself into a ball as she tucks her feet underneath her. It’s not hard to notice the way she cradles her arm against her side. Guilt tries to force its way into my conscience, but I resolutely push it away.
“There are worse things hiding in the shadows than me.”
Claire doesn’t hesitate with her response. “I’ve met them already. Remember?”
“I do.” Your screams are permanently seared into my memory. “I only have one thing to ask you tonight. I need you to tell me everything you remember about what happened with Sophia.”
She pulls the sleeves of her sweatshirt over her hands and swallows. “I don’t remember a lot of details….”
I want to tell her she’s lying. I know she remembers every last second from that night. There’s no way she could forget, if what she said earlier was the truth. But if she wants us to help her, I need more of the story.
Looking up at her, the usually hardened shell that surrounds Claire isn’t there, and I take advantage of it. Images of her shutting down completely at breakfast after I snapped at her flash through my mind, followed by the softer, passive girl that called to me from the bathtub. Instead of demanding she tell me what she does remember, I regroup and change my approach.
“I want to help you, but I need you to help me, too. I know this isn’t easy for you, but you’re safe now. No one can get to you, but they can still hurt her if we don’t find her soon.” I make sure to keep a gentle tone as I speak.
The moon shines down on us as Claire thinks over my plea. She lifts her chin and her eyes catch mine. “Do you think she’s still alive?”
Her question isn’t the response I expect. I know the statistics. I know I shouldn’t lie to her; get her hopes up. But I don’t listen to my own thoughts. “I think anything is possible.”
She nods with zero emotion on her face. “Where do you want me to start?”
“I want you to tell me everything about you, Sophia, the men who attacked you any small details you might think are unimportant. I need to know it all.”
“Just like I told the police, then?” Claire sighs and looks away.
I catch her chin in my hand and turn her head back in my direction. “Do I look like the police to you?” My calm demeanor is now stern and serious. Her eyes widen and she shakes her head the best she can in my firm grasp. I kick myself for lashing out at her so easily and cling to what little control I have left of the situation. “Forget everything you told them. Right now it’s only you and me talking, and once you tell me, you won’t have to tell anyone else ever again.”
She doesn’t pull away. I still have her right where I want her. “Promise?” she whispers.
“I promise,” I reply back without thinking. Another fucking mistake. We don’t make promises we can’t keep. But those two words do something to Claire. She relaxes, the reassurance washes over her, and I drop my hand from her face. I didn’t mean to keep physical contact with her for that long.
“I used to think the night my parents died was the worst night of my life,” she begins. “But I was wrong. The night Sophia was taken…I lost everything I fought so hard to keep.”

Rebel Souls (A Saints & Sinners Novel)

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Rebel Souls BLURB

Ask and you shall receive. 

I've been teasing and teasing and teasing you for months now. I think it's finally time to see the blurb to what I've been working on. With every word I write I fall deeper in love with the story and the characters. It's one that has encompassed my entire mind. I need this story like it needs me to write it. 
And I can't wait to share it with you.

The blurb for Rebel Souls....

Elias Anderson believes he is righting the wrongs of the world. 
As a member of the Rebel Souls, a self-appointed vigilante group whose only goal is to take down those who prey on the innocent, he is trained to kill or be killed.

Claire Olsen wants revenge. 
After being attacked and left for dead, she is forced to watch her sister’s kidnapping. When the police refuse to pursue the case, she decides the only thing left to do is to take matters into her own hands, even if that means becoming a Rebel herself.

He didn’t believe she stood a chance in his cutthroat world. She refused to follow any of his rules. But when the truth about her sister's disappearance is uncovered, the plan changes. 

The line between right and wrong will be blurred. Blood will be shed. And the guilty will pay.

Rebel Souls (A Saints & Sinners Novel)

Monday, April 28, 2014

Teaser Tuesday - Rebel Souls #1

Wow. The time has come to finally do a Teaser Tuesday for my current WIP, Rebel Souls. I've been letting little one or two sentences teasers slip out on Facebook, but today I am going to share a fairly good chunk with you. 

In case you aren't up to date on what I've been working on, Rebel Souls is a New Adult Romantic Suspense that will release sometime in late 2014. It's a little gritty, a little dark, a little steamy, and a whole lot of action. 


“I thought I told you to run.” She finds her way over to Santos’ desk and jumps up on it, her legs crossing over one another. She’s watching me this time and I can’t help but wonder what exactly must be going through her head. 
The strap of her shirt falls off her shoulder as she shrugs.
“I did run. I just didn’t run away.” She smirks. She’s trying to play me for a fool and I don’t like it. “Are you going to help me or not, Alma Rebelde?” I grind my teeth at her perfect Spanish and a satisfied smile appears on her pink lips. “So it is true. You guys actually exist. I thought maybe I made a mistake when I followed you after you took care that guy who-“
“ELIAS.” I snap around and am face-to-face with Santos. Fire ignites in his eyes and I slam the door shut behind me, thankful to put a barrier between myself and the one person who was about to undo everything I worked so hard for. “What the hell is this girl talking about? Is she saying she saw you last night? While you were on a mission? You got caught by a woman?” He spat the words out with such disgust, you would think he never got laid in his life. “Honestly Elias, I thought after five years I wouldn’t have to worry about something like this and from you of all people.” 
“Oh fuck off.” Santos froze. Apparently all rational thoughts escaped me. Another damn mistake. What was my problem? “That’s not what happened. She was being held at gunpoint in an alley by O’Conners after I finished. I couldn’t just walk away and you know it. We’re supposed to protect the innocent, aren’t we?” He didn’t answer. I saw the war raging inside him. It matched mine. “Well that girl in there was innocent last night. She was supposed to run. I told her to leave and never look back. I didn’t think she would follow me. What kind of girl sticks around after having a gun pressed to her head?” 
“A desperate one.” Santos counters without hesitation.
“I can hear you, you know. This room isn’t sound proof.” Her feminine voice is a harsh contrast to our own. I let the door swing open, my body still blocking the entryway and her only chance of escape. She sits in the same spot on the desk, her feet swinging freely in front of her. “But you’re right. I am desperate. And like I told you before - I need your help and you are my last resort. Do you know how long it took me to find you guys? For how much everyone talks about you, I would think it would be a lot easier to track you down.” 
I look from her, to Santos who lets out a defeated sigh, and finally back to her. “What’s your name, blondie?” 
She hops off the desk and lands gracefully on her feet like some kind of freaky gymnast. “Claire Olsen.” Her arms fold across her chest as she shifts her weight to one side. “Now are you going to help me find my sister or not?"

I am an UtopYA 2014 Nominee....times three!

Something spectacular happened to me on Friday. Well, at first it wasn't so spectacular because I was sleeping and my phone blew up with texts and Facebook messages at around 7am...and I had to worked in a few hours. And if you know me at all, you know I am a bear and love my sleep. But once I started reading the messages...my tune completely changed.

I went from this

to this

in five seconds flat.

Why you ask? Because UtopYA nominees were announced and I found out that I WAS ONE OF THEM. And not just once...but three different times. UMMM. That was nothing I ever expected. It's seriously such an honor. I remember last year how exciting it was to just be in the same room as the nominees and seeing their names up on the big screen during the night. These were authors I looked up to so much and it was as if they were celebrities in my mind. And now to have MY name up there with some of these amazing woman...on a scale of just to can't - I just can't! I can't believe it. 

Promise Me This was nominated in the following categories
Contemporary Book of the Year
Best Contemporary Cover (HOLLA Okay. Creations & Chad Spann)
Best Debut Novel

How crazy is that? I really can't even put into word how I feel. Not only is this like a dream come true, but the outpour of love and support has just swept me off me feet. I knew I always had this sense of family with my friends, readers, fans, fellow authors, and bloggers - but this has been a downright outpouring of pure love and joy. This group of people who were excited for one another, lifting everyone up on their special day...it's what makes me so proud to be a part of the community. 

So I want to say thank you to everyone who has shared their excitement for me and congratulations to all my fellow nominees. It's an honor to be listed among you guys. 

Take a look at the nominees for 2014 UtopYA Awards and maybe cast your vote for some of your favorite authors, bloggers, and fans. 

Sunday, April 6, 2014

COVER REVEAL: Evolution: SAGE by S.A. Huchton

EEEP. Today I am sharing with you a cover from one of my #Fierce5 sisters, Starla Huchton AKA S.A. Huchton. This is for her second book in the Evolution Series, SAGE, and peoples....you need to get on these books. I've read all three and I have these words for it: Sexy, Superheroes, Make Panties Wet. So, there's that.

Evolution: SAGE (the Evolution series, book 2)
New Adult Superhero Romance
Release date: May 6th, 2014

Devastated by her choices, Candace Bristol is on the brink of losing it all: her mind, her hope, everything she thought she was.

But from the ruins rises new purpose. An enemy has emerged and it will take everything to combat this new threat. Broken as she is, picking up the pieces and carrying on might be the hardest battle to win, but it's either fight, or lose what little she has left.

Amongst the wreckage, hope still burns. The flicker of a flame kindles something within her she thought was dead.

Love can break you.

So, too, can it bring you back to life.

And here’s a little sneak peek at the book…

Welcome home.
The emotions overwhelmed her as she slipped into the pool, sinking to the bottom. 
Candace didn’t know if she deserved to feel any of this, but there was no arguing with her connection to the water. It didn’t care about her mistakes. She had been missed. 
She swam, moving back and forth through the water, soaking up more and more of the solitude and unexpected peace. Closing her eyes and floating, she turned inward, pushing past all of the hurt, all of the guilt, all of the loss, and drifted in a sea of calm. In the back of her mind, she knew this relief was only temporary. Eventually she would have to return to her other existence, the one where everyone wanted— expected— things from her.
Where she expected things from herself.
Jackson was right, of course. As much as she hated to admit it, his words were the slap in the face she needed. Once again, Candace was in his debt. 
She frowned. There was a strange back and forth between them, an ever-shifting imbalance of helping one another. Funny, considering he was such a jerk otherwise. If he were consistently nice, maybe it wouldn’t sit with her so uncomfortably. As he ran more cold than hot with her, she never knew where she stood or what to expect. It was frustrating. Jackson Lawrence was not easily categorized or pinned down. Honestly, she couldn’t say with any amount of certainty whether or not she detested Jackson or kind of liked him, although the thought of liking someone as unlikable as him disturbed her on multiple levels. Did she have that much self-loathing that she’d attempt to spend more time with him?
She shivered. No. Definitely not. She more or less hated herself, but wasn’t about to hang around people who made her feel worse.
She took a breath and dove backwards, under the surface again. Life was too complicated. This was simpler. Maybe she could hole up here and no one would notice.
Swimming to the far end, she emerged at the side of the pool to catch her breath.
A crowd of people waited for her. She stared back at seven shocked faces.
Jackson shook loose from the grasp of two armed soldiers. “Satisfied? She’s fine. Can I go now?”
“You’re still in trouble, Jackson. Shut the hell up.” True stepped to the edge and crouched down. “You scared us, sugar. What are you doing here?”
“Um… swimming?” Candace said. “Sorry. I didn’t know I wasn’t allowed.”
True shook her head and grinned. “Didn’t you hear the alarms? We’ve been looking for you for thirty minutes. Why didn’t you tell someone?”
Candace shot Jackson a sidelong look. “There was no one to tell.”
Amir Jones rubbed his face and sighed. “Yeah, we noticed.”
Dina was silent, but shifted nervously. Hector was also quiet, but looked more pissed than nervous.
“You all right, Candy Cane?” True asked. “If you want some company, I can suit up and—“
“No!” Candace interrupted. “God, no. Sorry, True, but all I really want is some peace and quiet without people constantly talking to me. No, I’m not okay. I probably never will be. But, holy hell, if I have to deal with one more day of everyone treating me like a broken doll I might actually consider drowning myself just to avoid it.”
True grimaced. “You know we’re all trying to help you, right?”
She sighed. “I know, I know. But, seriously. I can’t think with everyone hovering like this. I just… I can’t. I appreciate what you guys tried to do. Really.” She pushed back from the side, treading water. “No one else can fix me, True. I’ll figure it out.”
She dove under again, blocking out everything but her connection to the water. The next time she came up for air, they were gone.

The first book in the series, Evolution: ANGEL, is on sale for 99c for TWO DAYS ONLY - 
April 6-8th - so get it while it's hot! 

About the Author
A geek of all trades, Starla Huchton has been crafting stories in various genres since 2007. Her first novel, THE DREAMER'S THREAD was released as a full cast audiobook podcast, becoming a double-nominee and finalist for the 2010 Parsec Awards. After releasing short fiction of steampunk, noir fantasy, and other varieties, she released the first three books of the Sci-Fi Romance ENDURE series in 2013. All three books of the EVOLUTION series will be released in 2014, as well as a Steampunk Fantasy novel, MASTER OF MYTH (the Antigone's Wrath series, book 1), which was the first place winner of the Crested Butte Writers' contest, The Sandy, in 2012.

When not writing, Starla trains three Minions, a black lab, and a military husband whilst designing book covers for independent authors and publishers at designedbystarla.com.


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