Friday, March 15, 2019

Blogtour: Hidden Powers by Tara Lain

Can a werewolf who makes people disappear save his world -- and get the boy of his dreams? 

(Superordinary Society Series, Bk 1)
By Tara Lain 

Jazz Vanessen is weird—and not just because he’s a werewolf. For most of his life, he’s felt different from his alpha male brothers and friends. Since he’s adopted, he can’t even blame it on family.
Now eighteen, Jazz meets his idol, the social activist Lysandra Mason, and her breathtaking nephew, Dash Mercury. When Dash is around, even stranger things start to happen, including Jazz falling hopelessly in lust. Not only is Jazz having visions, making people disappear, and somehow turning invisible, but somebody’s following him and threatening to reveal his pack’s secrets to the world.

Together with Dash and Jazz’s equally amazing friends—Carla, BeBop, Khadija, and Fatima—they discover the danger is even more lethal than they thought, and Jazz’s weirdness may save all their lives.

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Lysandra’s nephew escorted her to a seat at the governor’s table, then sat beside her. After he pushed her chair back in, he suddenly raised his head like a deer scenting the air and glanced around the crowd. It was kind of like when Jazz smelled danger or someone he knew, but this guy was no werewolf. He might look supernatural, but to Jazz’s nose, he came across as human.
Carla gave Jazz a rough elbow to the ribs. “Close your mouth, or better yet, stuff it with some of that outrageous pile of protein. His name’s Dashiell”—she said it like Dasheel—“as in dash-ing, but she calls him Dash. You’ll get to meet him.”
“I will? Why?” Weirdly, his heart slammed against his ribs.
“Because they’re sitting at our table, and so are you. Come on.” She grabbed his arm.
He pulled it back. Okay, too much. “Uh, I’m not so sure.”
“Why? You’re not shy.”
“She’s just my idol, you know. Sometimes idols are best seen from afar. You don’t notice the cracks.”
She smiled wryly. “You sure it’s not fear of getting a mighty erection in public over Mr. Dashing Pretty Puss?”
He lightly punched her shoulder. Of course, she was close to the truth.
“Dad says Lysandra Mason’s a love.” She hauled on his arm again.
“My food—”
“Bring it.”
He left it on the table and wiped his hands on his jeans.
She laughed.
He let himself be dragged over to where the governor and his wife were sitting with some members of his staff that Jazz mostly recognized from photos. And sure enough, the great lady herself was there, sitting beside—what had Carla called him?—Mr. Dashing Pretty Puss. The closer Jazz got, the prettier he looked. Her too. Strange. Usually humans looked more—human up close. You saw the freckles and blemishes. It made them real and charming. These two just stayed beautiful. Flawless skin, glowing hair, and luminous eyes. Lysandra’s nephew turned to look at Jazz, and Jazz saw that his eyes were some shining shade of pale green. Lysandra’s hair was brown mixed with blond, or vice versa, while the guy’s hair was actually very dark brown with deep shades of red, like fire. Jazz wanted to be invisible so he could sit down and stare at the two of them until his eyes bled.
His hands started to tingle and a quiver vibrated up his spine. Totally cray.
Carla grabbed his arm. “Hey. You okay? You got kind of pale.”
He forced a smile. “Just too much hero worship.”
She marched up to the table like the daughter of a governor—one who knew no fear—and stuck out her hand to Lysandra Mason. “Hi. I’m Carla Mendes, and I’m thrilled to meet you.”
“Delighted, Carla.” The smile Lysandra gave her was warm and genuine.
Carla reached back to Jazz. “This is my best friend, Jazz Vanessen. He’s one of your biggest fans.”
Lysandra turned her gaze to Jazz. Whoa. Where her eyes had appeared hazel at a distance, he now saw that they were gold—a pale yellow-gold like some kind of bizarre cat—but beautiful. Those eyes widened a little, probably at his adoring expression. “Hello, Jazz. How lovely to meet you.”
They weren’t words. They were music that filled his head like sweet smoke. He took her offered hand, almost scared he’d get a shock. Instead, her touch might have been more of a mist that slipped into his veins and made his blood dance like champagne.
Her eyes never left his as she shook his hand, then held it a few seconds longer. She finally blinked. “Carla and Jazz, may I present my nephew, Dashiell Mercury. We call him Dash.”
Jazz was scared to look. He might turn to stone. But when he shifted his glance, Dash was staring at him, his gaze focused.
Carla made a slight snorting sound. “Dash Mercury? Planning on giving FedEx some competition?”

Mrs. Mendes said, “Carla, enough of your smart mouth.”
Dash Mercury dragged his eyes from Jazz to look at Carla. And then he did it. He smiled. The seemingly immoveable, perfect face broke out into dimples and smile lines and crinkles.
Jazz’s mouth dropped open again, and he couldn’t get it closed.
“But I only bring the very best stuff to your door.” Dash laughed. If Jazz had expected a silky, even oily, voice, he was surprised to find Dash sounded pretty much like a regular guy. Friendly, casual, teenage. But Jazz’s wolf senses said that this dude was… something else. Human, yes, but unknown. Unexplored. Maybe dangerous.

Tara Lain Writes Young Adult?

Hi. I’m Tara Lain and it’s my joy to tell you about the release of my New Adult paranormal romance, Hidden Powers. Unlike a number of new adult novels I’ve created over the last few years like Outing the Quarterback and Brush with Catastrophe, which are essentially adult novels about young characters just emerging into their own lives, Hidden Powers is really upper young adult. It has a different tone than those other books and can easily be read by teenage readers as well as adults. Why did I decide to write a YA novel? Because my characters asked me to.
If you happen to have read the three books of my Tales of the Harker Pack, you know I introduced a young teenager named Jasper, called Jazz. He was and is a great character and called out for his own story. The trouble was that in Wolf in Gucci Loafers, Jazz was not quite thirteen. Unless I suddenly wanted to age my other characters a decade, I couldn’t suddenly make him twenty-two. Plus, I really liked him being young and didn’t want to miss his growing up. In the same book, there’s also a young girl, Carla, who’s only thirteen. I liked her a lot too, but I write gay romance, so Carla couldn’t have her own book. My chance, though, was to give her an important role in Jazz’s book. That required a different kind of book.
On top of the characters being bossy about having a book, the segue to YA is a natural one for me. My characters are always young. My oldest characters are in their very early thirties, and most are in their early to mid-twenties. The difference in the concerns of a twenty-one year old and an eighteen year old are real but not huge – the gap between a high school and a college graduate. Both characters are very much in the process of becoming who they are. – obviously a process that interests me.
So with those motivations, I took the plunge. But Hidden Powers isn’t just upper YA. It’s also pretty much a superhero story. I didn’t exactly know that I was yearning to write superheroes until I got the chance to do it. Then I leaped. Extending the world I created in Harker Pack into the far more complex world of the Superordinary Society has been fun and challenging. I call it Harker Pack meets Harry Potter, but it’s really a whole new story. I hope you’ll enjoy Hidden Powers as we all plunge into a new kind of world of imagination.

About the Author

Tara Lain believes in happy ever afters – and magic. Same thing. In fact, she says, she doesn’t believe, she knows. Tara shares this passion in her best-selling stories that star her unique, charismatic heroes — the beautiful boys of romance —  and adventurous heroines. Quarterbacks and cops, werewolves and witches, blue collar or billionaires, Tara’s characters, readers say, love deeply, resolve seemingly insurmountable differences, and ultimately live their lives authentically. After many years living in southern California, Tara, her soulmate honey and her soulmate dog decided they wanted less cars and more trees, prompting a move to Ashland, Oregon where Tara’s creating new stories and loving living in a small town with big culture. Likely a Gryffindor but possessed of Parseltongue, Tara loves animals of all kinds, diversity, open minds, coconut crunch ice cream from Zoeys, and her readers. She also loves to hear from you.   

You can find Tara at Lain

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1 comment:

  1. Thank you so much for having my Superordinary squad on the blog! Hugs!


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