Cover Reveal & Giveaway: Jessica Scott’s The Long Way Home

I’m thrilled to announce that after a long way, the cover for The Long Way Home is finally out. The fabulous Shawntelle Madison did an amazing job with this, didn’t she?

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The Long Way Home cover

The Long Way Home cover

My name is Jessica Scott. I am a soldier. I am a mother. I am a wife.

In 2009, Army second lieutenant Jessica Scott deployed to Iraq as part of Operation Iraqi Freedom and Operation New Dawn. She thought deploying was the hardest thing she’d ever do.

She was wrong.

This is the story of a mother coming home from war and learning to be a mom again. This is the story of a lieutenant making the grade and becoming a company commander. This is the journey of a writer persevering through a hundred rejections. This is the story of a soldier learning to be a woman again. This is the story of a wife waiting for the end of a war.

This is the journey as it happened, without commentary.

This is her blog. There are many blogs from the Iraq war, but this one is hers.

Check out the official trailer:

Excerpt: Below is an exclusive look at The Long Way:

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Jessica has offered a digital copy from her backlist (fiction or non-fiction). If you’re interested, just leave a comment and you’ll be entered to win. I’ll pick a winner or two depending on the number of entries. Good luck!

About JessicaJess9
Jessica Scott is a career army officer, mother of two daughters, three cats and three dogs, wife to a career NCO and wrangler of all things stuffed and fluffy. She is a terrible cook and even worse housekeeper, but she’s a pretty good shot with her assigned weapon and someone liked some of the stuff she wrote. Somehow, her children are pretty well adjusted and her husband still loves her, despite burned water and a messy house.

She’s written for the New York Times At War Blog, PBS Point of View Regarding War, and IAVA. She deployed to Iraq in 2009 as part of OIF/New Dawn and is currently a company commander stationed at Fort Hood.

Most recently, she’s been featured as one of Esquire Magazine’s Americans of the Year for 2012.

Connect with Jessica
Official Website
Facebook Page
Twitter: JessicaScott09
Goodreads: Author Page

Cover Reveal: Touch of Silver & Excerpt

Eeek! The wait is almost over! Touch of Silver is the highly anticipated sequel to Legacy and it will be released very soon. In the meantime Melissa has given us an exclusive excerpt and of course a first look at the beautiful cover!




It was supposed to be so simple for Devani Daniels. Stay away from Sanguines and the Militia would leave her alone. Knowing the inner workings of the fanatical organization, Devani should have realized that London Weinright, the division’s current leader, wouldn’t give up so easily. Now, not only is she being harassed by her Sanguine-hating co-workers, but she’s alone without her one true love, Roman, the Sanguine she pushed away to keep him safe.

Despite releasing Devani from their connection, Roman has discovered the reasons behind her rejection and is determined to defy the Militia, no matter what it takes. When their paths finally cross, will Devani and Roman be able to deny what they truly feel?

Or will their love inevitably put them in Weinright’s line of fire?

With nighttime hours being so busy, most of Friday passed quickly and I didn’t have time to think about why Echo wanted me to change shifts, until my dinner break. Once inside the break room, I tried calling her number, but all I got was voice mail. Surely, she wasn’t going to try to visit me. She knew better than that.

I certainly wasn’t going to invite her, or anyone else to see me at Parker’s Books and Café. Not after being told by my boss, Robert Parker, that every move I made would be closely scrutinized. One little mistake, one more Sanguine in the store, whether I knew them or not, and he would inform London Weinright. It made me afraid to leave work for any reason, even to go somewhere for lunch. That was my routine now – do my job, speak to no one more than necessary and go home alone. A sad, solitary existence.

Emma, a relatively new employee and Bethany Jenner’s rival for Robert’s Protégée of the Year, came into the break room holding an empty fast food bag, “Hey, Devani.” She said, cheerily tossing it in the garbage can. She was pleasant and always greeted me with a smile; no matter how much I saw Jean, my blabber-mouthed co-worker, talking to her about me.

I just finished my microwaved frozen dinner and was cleaning up, “Emma, have you seen Bethany?” I suppose I really didn’t have to ask, I knew The Princess was either in Robert’s office talking his ear off, or in the storeroom, sneaking a chat on her cell phone with one of her boyfriends.

Emma started washing her hands, “She said something about calling her Mom. She’s not feeling good or something.”

I’d heard that before. Bethany’s mother must be the sickliest person on the face of the earth. No, it was just a secret code for, I’m trying to find a date for tonight. “Oh, okay.”

“Did you need her?”

“No, she’s supposed to be helping out in the café, but I can check on her later.” I lazily answered and stood up to throw my trash in the garbage.

I turned to smile at Emma before leaving, but she stopped me, “Oh! On my way in here, Jean told me to give you a message.”

Jean actually wanting to talk to me? My interest was instantly piqued. “A message?”

“She said that some people, uh, came in and were looking around. She thought you would really want to know.”

Some people? Who?” I eyed Emma, which made her turn uncomfortable very fast.

She shrugged her petite shoulders, “Um. Sanguines.”

Immediately, my eyes widened, panic stricken. Oh God no, that was what I was afraid of. Was that why Echo wanted me to work tonight? Was Simeon and Greg out there, asking for me? Granted, I didn’t tell Echo to keep them away. Did I really have to be that specific after all this time?

“Is there a problem?” Emma asked and her expression confirmed my suspicion, Jean had indeed been telling Emma about my past with Sanguines.

Jean. It wasn’t that long ago that she had been so supportive after I’d been attacked outside the store by a glow-crazed customer; she would call me at least once a day to make sure I was okay. On our shifts, she was always the first one to volunteer to walk me to my car. Now, because of someone’s (Bethany, but I couldn’t be sure) big mouth, she had practically turned a one-eighty into a bigoted gossip. They all had. In fact, I hardly recognized some of my co-workers anymore.

“No, not at all, why?” I answered, turning away so she couldn’t see my attempt to remain calm.

“She said to make sure I was out of your way, because you would come running. You seem to like Sanguines.”

n1145721593_312755_246975About Melissa
I’ve been writing for about twelve years now, beginning with fanfiction. I published my first book in 2001, with a revised version in 2004.

My hope is to find a good following of readers who enjoy my work. I try to write stories that feature strong female characters, usually over the age of 25. I also keep my sexual content to a minimum, for those who prefer less erotic and more romantic.

Paranormal is my genre of choice, but I also have written historical romance, which I hope to publish very soon.

Connect with Melissa
Website | Blog
Twitter: @missyisawriter
Facebook: Author Page
Goodreads: Author Page

Cover Reveal: A Tale of Two Centuries, Excerpt, & Giveaway


Alessandra D’Angeli is in need of an adventure. Tired of her sixteenth-century life in Italy and homesick for her time-traveling cousin, Cat, who visited her for a magical week and dazzled her with tales of the future, Alessandra is lost. Until the stars hear her plea.

One mystical spell later, Alessandra appears on Cat’s Beverly Hills doorstep five hundred years in the future. Surrounded by confusing gadgets, scary transportation, and scandalous clothing, Less is hesitant to live the life of a twenty-first century teen…until she meets the infuriating—and infuriatingly handsome—surfer Austin Michaels. Austin challenges everything she believes in…and introduces her to a world filled with possibility.

With the clock ticking, Less knows she must live every moment of her modern life while she still can. But how will she return to the drab life of her past when the future is what holds everything she’s come to love?


Glaring sunlight permeates the thin veil of my eyelids. Even though it is noonday, the light is exceptionally bright, at least in comparison to the shelter of the tent. I shield my brow with a curved hand and force my protesting eyes open…then at the sight before me, promptly shut them again.

Sounds become crisper in the darkness. Rumbles, shrieks, wails, and hums. Unfamiliar chirps and impossible beeps. Piecing together my tattered, wilting courage, I take another peek and find nothing is as it should be.
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