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Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Giveaway Sage Hannigan Time Warper series by Peggy Martinez


Eighteen-year-old Sage Hannigan wants to get back to her own time, preferably one that hasn’t been destroyed by an underworld plot brewing in Edwardian-era South Carolina. How hard can it be? 

All she has to do is:

1. Learn to use newly acquired warping skills to bend time to her will.
2. Take out a few rogue vampires.
3. Join an ancient secret society.
4. Figure out who is putting the time stream in jeopardy. 
5. Find and maim whoever invented the corset.

Sage never asked to be chosen by the Druid Priestess, Amerach, to become a Warper. She also never asked to have the future hanging on her shoulders or to warp a hundred years into the past. She certainly never asked to meet Dr. Aldwin Blake, who would make her question her desire to get back to her own time. But if she fails her mission, people will die, history will change, and the present she wishes to return to will be no more.


Three months after Sage Hannigan time warps a hundred years into the past and saves the future as we know it, she is still trying to come to grips with all the has gained…and all that she has lost. All of her searching hasn’t turned up Cerberus Society or any creatures of the night and she’s beginning to wonder if she’s gone crazy after all. The only things keeping her grounded are her sparring sessions with Matt and her weekly ritual of scouring the city for low lives to kick the crap out of, and even that can’t keep her dreams free of the heartache and bitter sweet memories she has come to loath and…to cherish. When blasts from the past; good, bad, and evil, come knocking on her door, will she be able to do what she has to even if it means having her barely-healing heart ripped to shreds?

Book #2.2

This is a SHORT Novelette and should be read AFTER Book #2 (Relativity) in the Sage Hannigan Time Warper series. *****
Brevity is written in Aldwin's point of view and meant to give readers an inside look into Aldwin's life and past.
She’s gone … I felt … I felt her warp.” Soren’s voice was full of anguish, and in that instant, I hated him for having a bond with Sage, to have felt her leave when I was the one lying right next to her. I clenched my jaw and continued to prepare to scour the city. A slight breeze ruffled my hair as Soren left. I was glad he was gone. Glad he wouldn’t be nearby to witness my pain consume me. 
And consume me it did. 
My scream rent the air, and lightening rained down, answering my fury and grief."


“Sage? Dear God, are you hurt?” Some sane part of my brain registered the voice as someone I knew, so I lowered my dirk a fraction and focused on the person standing a few feet away from me. Elaine stood there, one hand on her chest, the other raised slightly palm out, as if to appease a wild beast. I looked around myself at the carnage and down at the dirt and blood splatters on my arms and dress. My hair had come undone and hung around my shoulders and in my face. I must have looked like an insane asylum escapee. My body felt all wrong so I sat back down on the ground next to the man I hadn’t saved just as a single tear tracked down my cheek.
CONTINGENCY, Peggy Martinez

“I’ve lain awake in bed the last hundred years remembering, Sage.” He pushed himself further into my space, putting both his hands on either side of me, onto the counter behind me. I had to lean back as he leaned in. “Remembering your scent,” he said softly as he buried his nose into my hair and inhaled. My eyes fluttered closed, and I tried to hold my body rigid, but my arms were already shaking from the force of it, from the need to lean into him instead of away from him. “Remembering the curve of your neck,” he murmured as his lips grazed my jawline and his hand cupped the back of my neck, sending tingles all along my skin and drawing a moan from me. “Remembering the taste of your lips,” he spoke huskily against my mouth.

His mouth devoured mine and the only thing I could do was wrap my arms around his neck and hold on as he made up for a hundred years of doubts, desires, and distant dreams. His mouth slanted against mine, and my body trembled against his as desire and longing clouded my thoughts.
RELATIVITY, Peggy Martinez

About the author:
Peggy Martinez is a homeschooling mom of one boy and four girls.
She has been married to her soul mate, Omar, since January 2000. She enjoys reading, writing, soap making, all things aromatherapy, and Twizzlers- lots of Twizzlers. She dreams of one day owning a small homestead, raising some chickens along with her children, growing a large garden, and eventually taking a dream vacation to Greece. It isn't too far fetched to think you could happen upon her and her husband having a conversation about religion, political conspiracies, a zombie apocalypse, or gangster movies.

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Ashleigh Swerdfeger said...

Relativity sounds great! I love the clever title! It fits the story so much.

Andreea Ilie said...

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Daniela Ella said...

O carte frumoasa, si o coperta superba:x Am citit descrierea, imi place si e interesanta. Ma rog...carti frumoase, coperi superbe, si descieri interesante:))

Kristia said...

Haven't heard of this series before, they sound really interesting! Thank you for the giveaway :)

Abby Flores said...

Thank you :)

Valerie R said...

Sounds like an amazing series..and lucky to have the chance.. thank you!!

Erika R said...

Sweet giveaways on this site.. thank you so much.