Thursday, February 28, 2019

Book Three of the Ivory Tower Spies Series Comes Out in Just Four Days!

Good afternoon!

Can you believe that today is the last day of February? I'm amazed that 2019 is going by so quickly. We're already staring down the barrel of March. Is time flying for you, too?

As I mentioned last time, my parents are visiting this week. They usually bring lots of yummy treats and desserts with them to share with us, but this time they brought something better: gourmet breakfast meats. My dad and a friend went to a famous butcher's shop before he and my mom came to visit, and purchased some delicious bacon and sausage. I'm in heaven. I bet Lotus would be dying of contentment, too, being the foodie that he is.

Spy Your Heart Out comes out in four days! I can't believe that either. I'm hard at work on book four. It's full of action and close calls. Our spy crew get into quite an adventure. :D

In the mean time, here's another sneak peek from Spy Your Heart Out. Enjoy!


     Royal’s head dips. His eyes skim the ground before rising to meet mine. “It’s been a long time since I was a teenager, but I still remember wanting to be close to someone. I know you must feel that—”
     “Dad! It’s not about that. It was just a kiss. Nothing more.”
     His expression softens, and my heart warms. “I’m trying to protect you,” he says, his voice soft. “Sometimes I forget that you’re still so young. That all of this, it’s not normal for people your age.” His voice hitches in his throat. “Do you even want this life? Because you can get out. Go to college. Get a regular job. Do normal adult things.”
     I shake my head, smiling. “You’re forgetting that I’m the one who forced you to let me in. Remember? Two eleven-year-olds scooping your bump and grab from right under your nose?”
     He smiles at this. “I was so proud of both of you, I couldn’t see straight.”
     It’s been a long while since I’ve heard those words from him. “Thanks, Dad.”
     He puts an arm around me and squeezes gently. “Let’s go back, shall we?”
     We turn and meander in the direction we came.
     I lean into him. “Dad?”
     “We’re getting Clarity back from those brainless toads.”
     A half-smile cracks his serious features. “Yes, we are.”

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