#YABookReport Inked by Chris Ledbetter (Blog Tour)




by: Chris LedbetterSeries:  Terra Sempre Saga, Book 2

Genre: YA contemporary/ fantasy romance

Evernight Teen
Publishing / 65kRelease Date: July 1, 2016
You’re Not Truly Alive Until You Know What You Would Die For…


Cameron Shade and Farrah Spangled survived a near-death experience together.
Now, their us-against-the-world relationship thrives despite pressure from
their families, as well as cultural and social obstacles. That is, until
Farrah’s father ships her off to private boarding school in Virginia.

Driven by unbearable aches of absence and longing, Cameron and Farrah are lured
back inside the cursed sketchbook and the perilous Terra Sempre that siphoned
their souls and almost cost them their lives.

Undeterred by a gathering storm of threats and complications, Cameron and
Farrah find unlikely allies in both realms, but what Cameron discovers in Terra
Sempre might make him want to stay there forever.

Buy Links:   Evernight Teen   Amazon  
Teaser:“You actually running?” Farrah asks, biting into an orange. Juice runs down the
side of her mouth. If there weren’t so many people out here, I’d help her out
with that. She catches me looking and licks her lips.“I have something for you later,” I whisper.

She mouths back, “I bet you do.” A wicked grin creases her cheeks.

“Back to your question … before you distracted me. No, I hadn’t planned on
running. I was just helping Jamison out. You?”

“Show me what you’re made of. Let’s go.”

“Oh, you’re challenging me?”

She props her hands on her hips and arches her perfect brows. “Scared?”

“Oh, girl, you are on.” I grab her hand and drag her playfully over to where
J’s classmates are handing out tags. I pick up two. She pins mine on the back
of my shirt. The sensation of her fingers working against my upper back sends
shivers down my spine. The good kind.

Then she strips out of her hoodie to reveal a navy blue racer-back tank top.
She pats her torso to indicate where she’d rather have the tag placed. I gaze
into her eyes before sinking past her chest to her taut stomach. I pull the
stretchy fabric away from her skin so I don’t poke her with the pins. My
fingers graze her fluttering stomach and her breath catches. She bites her lip
and closes her eyes, turns her head and smiles. Like she can hide it. When I’m
done, I give her a slight tickle.

She wrinkles her nose at me. “Don’t be trying to distract me, mister Cameron. I
intend to beat you.”

“Everyone line up!” Jamison calls out on the megaphone.

We arrange ourselves in the middle of the pack. Farrah tips her chin up to me
while smoothing her red mane back. The starting gun fires, and the cluster of
runners takes off. The path winds among tall pines that stand against the sky
like sentinels. Through the first quarter of a mile, Farrah and I hang on to a
steady pace. My breathing is good. The second half mile, she increases her pace
a bit, but I’m right on her heels. During the second mile, though, she begins
to pull away. I rationalize this by convincing myself that I’m saving energy for
the kick at the end, except the pace I’m running now is pretty dang fast, even
for me. And she’s still five feet or so ahead. She has a mighty sweet running
stride. Her hamstrings are the sexiest things known to mankind.

With a mile or so left to go, she glances over her shoulder and kicks into the
next gear, crossing the bridge spanning the pond where ducks are fed by
passersby. At the half mile to go mark, I launch into as much kick as I have
left in the tank. But it’s not enough. My legs are heavy as logs. I simply
can’t pick them up and put them down fast enough.

She got me.

I cross the finish line and catch my breath while walking over to the snack
table. By the time I get there, Farrah’s waiting for me with an orange wedge in
her mouth turned outward. She crooks her finger to beckon me to her. Then she
points toward the orange. I can barely contain the giddy level of sensual
excitement that wells up. I dart furtive glances all around.

We’re surrounded by school mates, some I recognize, some she knows. A girl
catches my gaze and raises her eyebrows. Great. I fidget with the bottom of my
shirt, and then clear my throat.

Farrah tips her head to the side and bats her eyelashes. I turn quick peeks
over both shoulders, and then I dive in and suck on the orange that’s in her
mouth. She leans into me and moans a little. When I’m done, I must have the
biggest grin on my face.

“Get a room!” Jamison yells.

OMG! I can’t believe he put me on blast like that. Everyone within ten feet
turns toward us. Inside, I’m still grinning like I won a million dollars. On
the outside, not so much. I curl my toes up in my shoes and cover my head with
a towel to dry off.

Farrah whispers, “God, I probably shouldn’t have done that.”

I turn to her. “At least everyone here is an ally. Or at the least, a marketing

She laughs. “Or an art nerd.”

“Yeah, ‘cause there are no glasses-wearing, journalism editors here either.”

Her lips stifle a smile. “You watch your mouth, buddy.”

“You watch it for me.”

“Cheeky.” She nudges my hip and bites into another orange. “By the way, what
took you so long back there?”

“Shut up.”

Praise for DRAWN, Terra Sempre Saga Book 1
“Ledbetter successfully makes his fantastic premise very believable… Farrah is a good foil for Cameron, and Ledbetter does a fine job developing their friendship and romantic connection… Because this is not a graphic novel, descriptions are important, and Ledbetter’s finely detailed descriptions serve as effective illustrations for Cameron’s journey.
Inventive, fast-paced fantasy with imaginative settings and engaging characters.” ~ Kirkus Reviews
“From the start, I was intrigued with the rare sighting of a young adult male action hero… then, with a quick flip of the switch… Ledbetter takes an innovative turn, with the right amount of creative risk, to amp the story with action-driven, suspenseful, mysterious and romantic elements.
The twist and turns, once started, didn’t stop until the end. Lives must be saved. Time is running out. My last wish is that this fantasy adventure hasn’t ended.” ~Michelle Monkou, USATODAY HEA Blog
“Stunning! Each word was vividly woven together, creating a brilliant read… Art is a huge theme throughout, and the way the author clearly weaves fantasy and real-life scenarios is simply amazing. I couldn’t stop reading this once I picked it up. Filled with tender moments, hard decisions Cameron has to make. Drawn was original every step of the way!” BTS Book Reviews

Author Bio:

Chris Ledbetter grew up in Durham, NC before moving to Charlottesville, VA in
11th grade. After high school, he attended Hampton University where he promptly “walked-on” to the
best drum line in the CIAA. He’s worked in various managerial and marketing
capacities throughout his life. While teaching high school for six years in
Culpeper, VA, he taught business management, business law, marketing, and
sports marketing, and also coached football.

He’s a proud member of SCBWI (Society of Children’s Book Writers and
Illustrators) and a strong supporter of the Need for Diverse Books. As a
self-described, young reluctant reader, he writes young adult stories
specifically to reach other reluctant readers.

He now lives in Wilmington, NC with his family, including three cats.
Social Media Links:

Website: http://www.csledbetter.com/

Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/ChrisLedbetter.Author

Twitter Profile: https://twitter.com/Chris_Ledbetter

Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Chris-Ledbetter/e/B0037Z8T9O

Goodreads Author Page: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6926810.Chris_Ledbetter

Goodreads Book Page~ INKED: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28937728-inked

Pinterest Inspo Board INKED: https://www.pinterest.com/chris_ledbetter/inked-novel-board/




Grand Prize:

1 Signed copy of both Drawn and Inked.

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