August 8, 2017

Release Day Blitz | The Epic Crush of Genie Lo + Giveaway

I am so excited that THE EPIC CRUSH OF GENIE LO by F.C. Yee is available now and that I get to share the news!

If you haven’t yet heard about this wonderful book by Author F.C. Yee, be sure to check out all the details below.

This blitz also includes a giveaway for 5 finished copies of the book and a bookmark courtesy of Pique and Rockstar Book Tours. So if you’d like a chance to win, enter in the Rafflecopter at the bottom of this post.

Release Day Blitz | The Epic Crush of Genie Lo + GiveawayThe Epic Crush of Genie Lo by F.C. Yee
Published by Amulet Books on August 8th 2017
Pages: 336
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The struggle to get into a top-tier college consumes sixteen-year-old Genie Lo's every waking thought. But when her sleepy Bay Area town comes under siege from hell-spawn straight out of Chinese folklore, her priorities are suddenly and forcefully rearranged.
Her only guide to the demonic chaos breaking out around her is Quentin Sun, a beguiling, maddening new transfer student from overseas. Quentin assures Genie she is strong enough to fight these monsters, for she unknowingly harbors an inner power that can level the very gates of Heaven.
Genie will have to dig deep within herself to summon the otherworldly strength that Quentin keeps talking about. But as she does, she finds the secret of her true nature is entwined with his, in a way she could never have imagined…


Now, I’d done my best to describe this guy to the police. They pressed me hard for details, as apparently, this wasn’t the first group mugging in recent weeks.

But I’d let Officers Davis and Rodriguez down. Nice eyes and a winning smile weren’t much to go by. I was too frazzled to notice anything before, which meant this was my first decent look at the boy without the influence of adrenaline.

So a couple of things.

One: He was short. Like, really short for a guy. I felt bad that my brain went there first, but he wasn’t even as tall as Mrs. Nanda.

Two: He was totally okay, physically. I didn’t see how anyone could be up and about after that beating, but here he was, unbruised and unblemished. I felt relieved and disturbed at the same time to see there wasn’t a scratch on him.

And his mint condition just made Point Three even more obvious.

He was . . . yeesh.

Nothing good could come of our new classmate being that handsome. It was destructive. Twisted. Weaponized. He had the cheekbones and sharp jawline of a pop star, but his thick eyebrows and wild, unkempt hair lent him an air of natural ruggedness that some pampered singer could never achieve in a million years of makeup.

“Argh, my ovaries,” Yunie mumbled. She wasn’t alone, judging by the soft intakes of breath coming from around the room.

“Arrived from where?” said Mrs. Nanda.

Quentin looked at her in amusement. “China?”

“Yes, but where in, though?” said Mrs. Nanda, trying her best to convey that she was sensitive to the
regional differences. Fujianese, Taishanese, Beijingren—she’d taught them all.

He just shrugged. “The stones,” he said.

“You mean the mountains, sweetie?” said Rachel Li, batting her eyelashes at him from the front row.

“No! I don’t misspeak.”

The class giggled at his English. But none of it was incorrect, technically speaking.

“Tell us a little about yourself,” Mrs. Nanda said.

Quentin puffed out his chest. The white button-down shirt and black pants of our school’s uniform for boys made most of them look like limo drivers. But on him, the cheap stitching just made it clearer that he was extremely well-muscled underneath.

“I am the greatest of my kind,” he said. “In this world I have no equal. I am known to thousands in faraway lands, and everyone I meet can’t help but declare me king!”

There was a moment of silence and sputtering before guffaws broke out.

“Well . . . um . . . we are all high achievers here at SF Prep,” said

Mrs. Nanda as politely as she could. “I’m sure you’ll fit right in?”

Quentin surveyed the cramped beige classroom with a cool squint. To him, the other twenty-two laughing students were merely peons on whom his important message had been lost.

“Enough wasting of time,” he snapped. “I came to these petty halls only to reclaim what is mine.”
Before anyone could stop him, he hopped onto Rachel’s desk and stepped over her to the next one, like she wasn’t even there.

“Hey! Quentin!” Mrs. Nanda said, frantically waving her hands. “Get down now!”

The new student ignored her, stalking down the column of desks. Toward mine.

Everyone in his way leaned to the side to avoid getting kicked. They were all too flabbergasted to do anything but serve as his counterweights.

He stopped on my desk and crouched down, looking me in the eye. His gaze pinned me to my seat.
I couldn’t turn away. He was so close our noses were almost touching. He smelled like wine and peaches.

“You!” he said.

“What?” I squeaked.

Quentin gave me a grin that was utterly feral. He tilted his head as if to whisper, but spoke loud enough for everyone to hear.

“You belong to me”


About F.C: 

F. C. Yee grew up in New Jersey and went to school in New England, but has called the San Francisco Bay Area home ever since he beat a friend at a board game and shouted “That’s how we do it in NorCal, baby!” Outside of writing, he practices capoeira, a Brazilian form of martial arts, and has a day job mostly involving spreadsheets.

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October 11, 2016

Magic, Mayhem, and Con Artists Oh My! | FFBC Blog Tour |Iron Cast ARC Review

Magic, Mayhem, and Con Artists Oh My! | FFBC Blog Tour |Iron Cast ARC Review



Magic, Mayhem, and Con Artists Oh My! | FFBC Blog Tour |Iron Cast ARC ReviewIron Cast by Destiny Soria
Published by Amulet Books on October 11th 2016
Pages: 384

It’s Boston, 1919, and the Cast Iron club is packed. On stage, hemopaths—whose "afflicted" blood gives them the ability to create illusions through art—captivate their audience. Corinne and Ada have been best friends ever since infamous gangster Johnny Dervish recruited them into his circle. By night they perform for Johnny’s crowds, and by day they con Boston’s elite. When a job goes wrong and Ada is imprisoned, they realize how precarious their position is. After she escapes, two of the Cast Iron’s hires are shot, and Johnny disappears. With the law closing in, Corinne and Ada are forced to hunt for answers, even as betrayal faces them at every turn.


**I received this book at BEA for an honest review. My opinions are my own **

How do I begin to express my feelings about Iron Cast? Hm. Well, maybe I should start from the beginning. This year I attended BEA for the very first time. While there I noticed Iron Cast on the shelves. Unfortunately, they didn’t have any other copies and that was the only one there. I’m not proud to admit it, but I stalked that ABRAM’s booth until the last day and I pounced and I was able to get the one copy! I just couldn’t get over the cover for one, but after reading the synopsis, I was completely hooked. Sorry ABRAM’s publishers at BEA 2016, I couldn’t help myself.


But what did I think of the book? Did it meet my expectations?


YES. YES! A million times yes!


Iron Cast flawlessly blends historical fiction and fantasy and creates a beautiful story of friendship and finding yourself. I know, I know this sounds like a lot of stories out there but I’m telling you that as someone that has read a lot of historical fiction and fantasy novels, this one is truly unique.

The first thing is the unique abilities that the two main characters – Ada and Corinne. Their friendship is honestly one of the most refreshing things to read in fiction. They didn’t secretly hate each other. They didn’t end up hating each other. They grew and lived together and honestly having no “friend hate” that some books, especially when it comes to female friendships, made me want to want to spread my arms in the air and twirl around in happiness.

The second thing that I absolutely loved was the magic system, how the two girl’s powers worked, and truly unique it was. I am honestly a magic system groupie. Give me a unique magic system and I am down with it. Actually, it doesn’t even have to be unique but maybe a fresh spin on an old idea! Soria does such an awesome job at the unique part. The magic system in this book is called “hemopathy” is considered an infection of the blood and is hunted. Each person, Ada and Corinne included, use the power differently. Corinne uses poetry and song to convey illusions and get people to see what she wants them. Ada uses her violin to make people feel those illusions. It is in this that the two girls found that together they could create some of the strongest illusions. With the threat of being locked up in Haversham Asylum to be “rehabilitated” you need to be as strong as possible.

Ada and Corinne’s adventures are nothing but spectacular. From their beginning were the two worked for the high-level mobster named Johnny Dervish to a job going back Iron Cast will grab you and not let you go until the very last sentence. Unfortunately for me, it didn’t let me go even after the book finished. My only complaint is that as far as I know this is a stand-alone book. I love this world and magic system that I still cannot wrap my head around the fact that there will be no more stories from it.  I will just have to except this and patiently wait for another of Soria’s books, no matter what, because even if they won’t include the same world as Iron Cast I fell in love with the writing and I will be up for more!


destinyABOUT THE AUTHOR: Destiny Soria writes Young Adult fiction. Her debut novel, IRON CAST, will be published by Abrams/Amulet in Fall 2016.

Destiny lives in Birmingham, AL, where she spends her time trying to come up with bios that make her sound kind of cool. She has yet to succeed.