Crossing Fire (Heretic Daughters Book 2) by Rebecca K. Lilley cover reveal!!!

Hey guys!

Sorry, this is not a review, and I know how long some of you have been waiting for book 2 of the Heretic Daughters series to come out... believe me, I am RIGHT there with you. After rereading the book today, I thought I would check in with Rebecca K. Lilley's website to see if she had made any additional comments as to when the release is going to be. The bad news? No date set in stone yet. But the good news is that we DO have a title and we DO have a cover and we even have a little teaser from Miss Lilley herself. All of this is posted below. I will keep you guys updated on the book, and I think I might even start doing monthly "Up Coming Releases" posts. What do y'all think? As always, you can email me if you have any questions [or you need someone to do some detective work on a book series you are looking for ;)] or just post a comment below!

Love you guys! Look for my Review of Immortals by Ednah Walters this Sunday!

Book Butterfly

The cover Reveal of Crossing Fire, Book 2 of the Heretic Daughters series!

And here is a little teaser to keep you sustained for now ;)

JILLIAN

It had always been clear to me that we had different songs playing in our heads.  My music was usually more of a death metal battle march that involved a lot of blood being spilt.  Dom’s…oh Dom’s music was something that a romantic Irish poet would listen to, whatever the fuck that might be.  He was a warrior, but I’d always known he had a poet’s soul.  There could be no denying that it was one of the things I loved most about him.  Still, it had always made everything hard.  It was so hard to be the other half of someone’s perfect love story when you were as imperfect as me.  I’d always known I’d fuck it all up.  It had only been a matter of time.

DOM 

It had always been as clear as day to me that it was fate that brought us together.  Our love was written in the stars as clearly as ink on paper, but I knew she couldn’t read it.  She was no star gazer.  And certainly no dream chaser.  Her feet were planted too firmly on the ground.