Ever the Hunted

What would you do if you were ever the hunted? Find out how Britta and Cohen fare with a bounty on their heads in Erin Summerill’s debut Ever the Hunted! I hope you are ready to be ever the hunted.

ever-the-huntedEver the Hunted by Erin Summerill
Young Adult Fantasy
December 27, 2016 from HMH Books for Young Readers

Seventeen year-old Britta Flannery is at ease only in the woods with her dagger and bow. She spends her days tracking criminals alongside her father, the legendary bounty hunter for the King of Malam—that is, until her father is murdered. Now outcast and alone and having no rights to her father’s land or inheritance, she seeks refuge where she feels most safe: the Ever Woods. When Britta is caught poaching by the royal guard, instead of facing the noose she is offered a deal: her freedom in exchange for her father’s killer.

However, it’s not so simple.

The alleged killer is none other than Cohen McKay, her father’s former apprentice. The only friend she’s ever known. The boy she once loved who broke her heart. She must go on a dangerous quest in a world of warring kingdoms, mad kings, and dark magic to find the real killer. But Britta wields more power than she knows. And soon she will learn what has always made her different will make her a daunting and dangerous force.

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“The awareness you possess is a talent only the best hunters develop.”
–Erin Summerill, Ever the Hunted (ARC pg. 5)

“Malam juts up in jagged, monstrous peaks that stay white-capped all year despite the baking summer. The mountain ridge spans into Kolontia, the northern country where snow and ice rule. . . . Running from the north, the Malam Mountains curve in a southwest sickle to border the Southlands.”

–Erin Summerill, Ever the Hunted (ARC pg. 39)

“Shaerdan is a lush country of suffocating emerald growth. It’s rumored that in Shaerdan the rain magically falls without a cloud in the sky.”

–Erin Summerill, Ever the Hunted (ARC pg. 39)

“Motivation is a dangerous tool.”
–Erin Summerill, Ever the Hunted

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“Oh, Britt, if I were ever the hunted, you’d find me.”
–Erin Summerill, Ever the Hunted

“A man should always escort the lady back to her seat,” he says.
A giggle nearly escapes my lips, which is so unlike me. “I didn’t realize you were such a gentleman.”
He grins wolfishly. “I don’t have to be, if that’s what you want.”
–Erin Summerill, Ever the Hunted

“Sometimes it’s hard to look past a grudge to see the truth.”
–Erin Summerill, Ever the Hunted

**Quotes are from an uncorrected advanced review copy and is subject to change in final copy**

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“Focus is a weapon as much as your bow.”
–Erin Summerill, Ever the Hunted (ARC pg. 4)

erinErin Summerill was born in England. After spending years bouncing between Air Force bases in Hawaii, England, and California, her family settled in Utah, where Erin graduated with a B.A. in English from Brigham Young University. She had aspirations to write the next great American novel, but writing proved tougher than she first thought. So she grabbed a Nikon and became a professional photographer while crafting manuscript after manuscript. The scenic detour of shooting weddings across the United States, as well as internationally, provided world-building inspiration. It gave her the vision to draft her debut YA fantasy, EVER THE HUNTED. Now when she isn’t writing, or shooting a wedding, she’s chasing her four kids, two dogs, one cat, and five chickens. This could be why she downs massive amounts of Coke Zero and Hot tamales.

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Girls In the Moon

girls in the moonGirls In the Moon by Janet McNally
Young Adult Contemporary
November 29, 2016 from Harper Teen

An exquisitely told, authentic YA debut about family secrets, the shadow of fame, and finding your own way.

Everyone in Phoebe Ferris’s life tells a different version of the truth. Her mother, Meg, ex–rock star and professional question evader, shares only the end of the story—the post-fame calm that Phoebe’s always known. Her sister, Luna, indie-rock darling of Brooklyn, preaches a stormy truth of her own making, selectively ignoring the facts she doesn’t like. And her father, Kieran, the cofounder of Meg’s beloved band, hasn’t said anything at all since he stopped calling three years ago.

But Phoebe, a budding poet in search of an identity to call her own, is tired of half-truths and vague explanations. When she visits Luna in New York, she’s determined to find out how she fits in to this family of storytellers, and to maybe even continue her own tale—the one with the musician boy she’s been secretly writing for months. Told in alternating chapters, Phoebe’s first adventure flows as the story of Meg and Kieran’s romance ebbs, leaving behind only a time-worn, precious pearl of truth about her family’s past—and leaving Phoebe to take a leap into her own unknown future.

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“So what’s up there?” Luna would ask, looking at the moon as intently as I was.
“Girls,” my mother said. “Girls just like you two.”
–Janet McNally, Girls In the Moon (ARC pg. 221)

Brooklyn, New York

“Summer in this city is like being in a terrarium built for creatures who don’t need to sleep.”
–Janet McNally, Girls In the Moon (ARC pg. 87)

  • Brooklyn Heights, Brooklyn, NY
  • BookCourt, Brooklyn, NY
  • Borough Hall, Brooklyn, NY
  • Sara D. Roosevelt Park, Brooklyn, NY
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Girls In the Moon is musically-involved (having musicians for parents and big sister and all), and with that comes some music references and rocking out to, of course.

  • Cruel Summer // Bananarama
  • Heartbeat // Buddy Holly
  • Beast of Burden // The Rolling Stones
  • Strangers // The Kinks
  • Here Comes My Baby // Cat Stevens
  • Left and Leaving // The Weakerthans

“You can treat [secrets] carefully, like an eggshell or a tiny cocoon. But secrets aren’t hollow. They have heft and weight. They orbit around us like little moons, held close by our gravity, all the while pulling us with their own.” –Janet McNally, Girls In the Moon (ARC pg. 14)

“We try to figure out each other and make the pieces fit. But sometimes happy is an accident, and we forget not to give up on it.”
–Janet McNally, Girls In the Moon (ARC pg. 71)

He’s talking fast, and sounds nervous. “I’m sure your dad made actual cassette-tape mixes for your mom. I sort of wish I could do that. But I figured something out.” He hands me a white iPod shuffle. I take it and it feels so small, so light, that if my mom and dad time-traveled here from 1994, I’m sure they wouldn’t believe there are songs in there.
“Okay,” I say. He hands me a piece of paper then, lined and torn from a notebook. In blue ink and perfect, tiny printing, he’s written out all the songs and artists.
“I had to write everything down because it’s a shuffle, and um, things are going to come up in random order, so it’s not perfect.” He takes a breath. “It’s no cassette tape, that’s for sure. Sometimes I think we’re missing out on a lot.”
–Janet McNally, Girls In the Moon (ARC pg. 336-337)

**Quotes were taken from an uncorrected review copy and are subject to change in the final copy**


“Just when you’ve lost yourself, wherever you’ve been,
You’ll reach the end and find yourself ready to begin again.”
–Janet McNally, Girls In the Moon (ARC pg. 339)

A little bit about me: I’ve wanted to be a writer since I was tiny, and I’ve always read everything in sight. I earned an MFA in fiction from the University of Notre Dame, where I never attended a football game (sorry) but had fantastic professors and classmates. I’ve twice been a fellow in fiction with the New York Foundation for the Arts (in 2008 and currently, in 2015), and my stories and poems have appeared in publications including Gettysburg Review, Boulevard, Mid-American Review, Ecotone, Crazyhorse and Best New Poets 2012 .

In 2014 my book of poems Some Girls was chosen by Ellen Bass as winner of the White Pine Press Poetry Prize, and the book was published in August 2015. My young adult novel Girls in the Moon is forthcoming from HarperTeen (HarperCollins) in the fall of 2016. (Yes, I seem to have a thing for using the word “girl” in titles. What can I say? Girls are great). Girls in the Moon will also be translated into German, Italian, Portuguese, and Spanish.

I live in Buffalo, New York, with my husband and three little girls, and I teach creative writing at Canisius College.

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Punk 57

punk-57Punk 57 by Penelope Douglas
New Adult Contemporary Romance

“We were perfect together. Until we met.”

Misha

I can’t help but smile at the words in her letter. She misses me.

In fifth grade, my teacher set us up with pen pals from a different school. Thinking I was a girl, with a name like Misha, the other teacher paired me up with her student, Ryen. My teacher, believing Ryen was a boy like me, agreed.

It didn’t take long for us to figure out the mistake. And in no time at all, we were arguing about everything. The best take-out pizza. Android vs. iPhone. Whether or not Eminem is the greatest rapper ever…

And that was the start. For the next seven years, it was us.

Her letters are always on black paper with silver writing. Sometimes there’s one a week or three in a day, but I need them. She’s the only one who keeps me on track, talks me down, and accepts everything I am.

We only had three rules. No social media, no phone numbers, no pictures. We had a good thing going. Why ruin it?

Until I run across a photo of a girl online. Name’s Ryen, loves Gallo’s pizza, and worships her iPhone. What are the chances?

F*ck it. I need to meet her.

I just don’t expect to hate what I find.

Ryen

He hasn’t written in three months. Something’s wrong. Did he die? Get arrested? Knowing Misha, neither would be a stretch.

Without him around, I’m going crazy. I need to know someone is listening. It’s my own fault. I should’ve gotten his number or picture or something.

He could be gone forever.

Or right under my nose, and I wouldn’t even know it.

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“Those letters are everything. They’re her and me, kids just trying to figure themselves out and going through all out growing pains. They’re where I first started to fall for her and need her. They’re my fucking songs and a part of me. Our history is in those letters. Every beautiful thing she ever said to me to tilt my world on its side.” –Penelope Douglas, Punk 57 (Loc 3871)

“His sister, Annie, kept making fun of him, screaming that his Hogwarts letter had arrived.” –Penelope Douglas, Punk 57 (Loc 414)

10 points to…Ryen! for her Harry Potter wax seal. It was a Gryffindor seal — The question is, where can we get one of those?

“I learned a long time ago that you don’t need to reveal everything inside of you to the people around you. They like to judge, and I’m happier when they don’t. Some things stay hidden.” — Penelope Douglas, Punk 57 (Loc 477)

“We’re all ugly, Ryen. The only difference is, some hide it and some wear it.” –Penelope Douglas, Punk 57 (Loc 4579)

“You don’t have to be embarrassed. No one does you better than you. You can’t be replaced. Not everyone will see that, but only you need to.” –Penelope Douglas, Punk 57 (Loc 4601)

“No one has ever come close to meaning to me in person what mean to me in your letters.” –Penelope Douglas, Punk 57 (Loc 5328)

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bad girlfriend // theory of a deadman
bleed it out // linkin park
blow me (one last kiss) // p!nk
colors // halsey
dirty little secret // all-american rejects
do you know who you are // atreyu
happy song // bring me the horizon
i think we’re alone now // tiffany
lose yourself // eminem
love the way you lie // eminem
more human than human // white zombie
mudshovel // staind
sk8er boi // avril lavign
so cold // breaking benjamin
square hammer // ghost
stupid girl // garbage
true friends // bring me the horizon
where’d you go // fort minor
wildest dreams // taylor swift

**playlist compiled by author**

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odd one // sick puppies
heathens // twenty one pilots
the diary of jane // breaking benjamin
ten million voices // shaman’s harvest
be somebody // thousand foot krutch
octahate // ryn weaver
gentleman // theory of a deadman
jenny // studio killers
trouble // halsey
you’re such a // hailee steinfeld
bad intentions // niykee heaton
problem // natalia kills
desire // meg myers
these are the lies // the cab
smack down // thousand foot krutch
just the beginning // sick puppies

“Speak your mind, and you give others permission to do the same.” –Penelope Douglas, Punk 57 (Loc 5185)

Penelope Douglas is a writer living in Las Vegas. Born in Dubuque, Iowa, she is the oldest of five children. Penelope attended the University of Northern Iowa, earning a Bachelor’s degree in Public Administration, because her father told her to “just get the damn degree!” She then earned a Masters of Science in Education at Loyola University in New Orleans, because she HATED public administration. One night, she told the bouncer at the bar where she worked that his son was hot, and three years later she was married. To the son, not the bouncer. They have spawn, but just one. A daughter named Aydan. Penelope loves sweets, The 100, and she shops at Target almost daily.

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