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Darkly Luminous Treats

After finishing The Dead Travel Fast I'm in the mood for more things Gothic. So it's the perfect time to watch the trailer for The Darkly Luminous Fight for Persephone Parker--the upcoming second novel in Leanna Renee Hieber's Strangely Beautiful saga.
Nice, isn't it? I love the Chopin and the lovely yet disturbing images. I truly enjoyed the first book and have been very interested to see where the sequel took Percy, Alexi, and all the Guard. Leanna has posted four excerpts from the new book to tide you over until the April 27th release date. Enjoy!

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  1. I would never have looked twice at this book. But, after watching that...I'll probably by it. You know me! ;)

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  2. I must confess that I wasn't blown away by the first one. I liked the dancing scene, and the sexual tension was well done, but the plot - I was always getting confused, and the ending was...well, I had to keep rereading to figure out what was happening.

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  3. I don't know where I've been that I haven't visited your blog before but I'm so glad to be here now. After reading just a few of your posts I know I'm going to like it here.

    It was so nice meeting you the other night.

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  4. Jennie, lol. The first one worked for me, even when I didn't think it would. I'm looking forward to this one!

    Raspberry, *grin* I can see that happening easily. It did get really dramatic and chaotic at the end. I guess I ended up caring about Percy and Alexi a lot and I was so mad at the rest for not trusting them that I read through to make sure good would out.

    Kim, and I'm happy to have you! :) It was great to meet you, too. I hope you enjoy the book. Though I should warn you there is a fair amount of language in it--what with the war and all...

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