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Thursday, November 20, 2014

Kresley Cole's Dead of Winter Exclusive Chapter Reveal & Giveaway

Welcome to the next stop for Kresley Cole's DEAD OF WINTER exclusive chapter reveal and giveaway! I'm thrilled to apart of this week's Dead of Winter festivities. I am a huge fan of Kresley Cole's, and I have really enjoyed The Arcana Chronicles. 

After you read the sneak peak below, be sure to enter to win the amazing giveaway below. 1 lucky winner will win an Amazon Kindle  preloaded with ebooks for both Poison Princess, and Endless Knight, as well an an e-manuscript for DEAD OF WINTER!!

To Be Released on: January 6th, 2015
Series: The Arcana Chronicles #3
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Can Evie convince her rival loves to work together? Their survival depends on it in this third book of #1 New York Times bestselling author Kresley Cole’s Arcana Chronicles, a nonstop action tale of rescue, redemption, and a revenge most wicked.

Heartbreaking decisions
Evie was almost seduced by the life of comfort that Death offered her—until Jack was threatened by two of the most horrific Arcana, The Lovers. She will do anything to save him, even escape Death’s uncanny prison, full of beautiful objects, material comforts…and stolen glances from a former love.

Uncertain victory 
Despite leaving a part of her heart behind with Death, Evie sets out into a frozen and perilous post-apocalyptic wasteland to meet up with her allies and launch an attack on The Lovers and the vast army they command. Such formidable enemies require a battle plan, and the only way to kill them once and for all may mean Evie, Jack, and Death allying. Evie doesn’t know what will prove more impossible: surviving slavers, plague, Bagmen and other Arcana—or convincing Jack and Death to work together.

Two heroes returned
There’s a thin line between love and hate, and Evie just doesn’t know where she stands with either Jack or Death. Will this unlikely trio be able to defeat The Lovers without killing one another first?

Read an Exclusive EXCERPT


My stomach dropped as the sounds echoed over the water. I whirled around to Matthew. “Not him?”
“No. Daily execution.” How the MilovnĂ­cis kept the rank and file in line.
I sagged with such relief, I almost felt guilty. Then I wondered how those shots had affected Jack.
“He believes no help is coming,” Matthew whispered. “Knows he can’t escape. Thinks his friends are dead.”
The idea of Jack alone, with no hope, gutted me. “Is he . . . is he scared?” “Certain he’ll die. Surprised by how unfrightened he is.”
“You can tell? You always had trouble reading him.”

Nod. “Three months’ practice.”
“But you can’t read his future?”
Matthew’s brows drew together. “Never wanted this to happen.” “Can you tell him we’re coming for him?”
Without a word, Matthew crossed to the ladder and climbed down.

I clumsily followed. Back on the ground, he said, “Your alliance is injured.”
Did he mean that my allies were benched, or that my alliance was shaky? “Are you taking me to Finn and Selena?” I hadn’t seen them in months.
“Across the courtyard to the barracks.” Matthew started away again, heading in a different direction, balancing on the boards.
With Cyclops at my side, I tromped along the mud-caked planks through a central area, like a quad (courtyard might be a stretch).
When Matthew stopped in front of a tent, I bade the wolf stay outside. He snuffled indignantly, plunking down in the mud.
Taking a deep breath, I tugged down my poncho hood and entered, Matthew behind me.
Selena and Finn lay on cots. The Archer’s arm was in a sling—her bow arm. An arrow stretched over her lap, and she petted the feather fletchings, the sound like riffled cards. She stared, seemingly at nothing. 

One of Finn’s legs was splinted, elevated on a bug-out bag. A metal crutch leaned beside his cot.
A fire burned in the center of the tent, vented out of the roof. More Arcana sat on benches around it: the Tower, Judgment, and the World Card, an alliance of three.
Joules sized me up. Gabriel tilted one of his black wings in greeting. Tess Quinn waved shyly, her fingernails bitten to the quick. Matthew dropped down to sit beside her.
“Well, if it isn’t our fair Empress,” Joules said in his thick Irish accent.
Selena shot upright, her silver-blond hair tumbling over her shoulders.
“Evie!” Finn called. “How did you get free of Death?”
This could get tricky. “Uh, I had an opportunity to . . . steal away.” Steal Death’s horse and saddle, steal a new bug-out bag, steal my

hi-tech all-weather gear. “It’s not important. I’m here now.”
“Yet you didn’t accept my offer.” Joules’s reddish brown hair was

disheveled, his gaze cagey.
Selena—who’d called out no greeting—said, “If you got a jump on

Death to escape, then you could have brought Joules’s payment.”
Aric hadn’t been the only one to offer a deal to save Jack. Joules had demanded Death’s severed head in exchange for a rescue. “It’s not that

simple,” I told them. “Things aren’t how we thought them.”
“Did you have a chance to kill the Reaper or not?” Whatever Joules read in my expression made him say, “You feckin’ did! A shot at the

Endless Knight! The one who always bloody wins!”
Selena’s lips parted. “Death dies; J.D. lives. What part of that

equation are you having problems with?”
“We can hash everything out later.” I was nearly choking with worry

and exhausted to the point of kicking toes-up. “For now, let’s focus on—” 

“We were in an alliance to defeat Death,” Selena bit out. “One you started. When Matthew told us you’d recovered your powers, we believed you’d do whatever it took to free J.D.—especially from the psychotic Lovers.” Selena swiped a hand over her livid face. “Instead, you betrayed all of us. J.D. more than anyone! Do you know what they’ll do to him?”
My grandmother had told me they warped and perverted their victims, making them confuse torture and pain for pleasure. “I have an idea!” My glyphs moved over my skin, a sign of high emotion—or aggression. But I grappled for patience. “Which is why we need to stop arguing over things that can’t be changed and start planning a rescue!”
Maybe Gabriel had done a flyover for recon on the army; he’d know the lay of the land across the river. We could plot a mission.
Start planning?” Selena sneered. “You don’t have a plan? You’ve got some nerve to show up here with no answers and no payment,
sauntering in with your fancy new clothes, looking like you haven’t missed a meal.”
Exactly the way she’d looked when I’d first met her.
“Because of you, J.D. is suffering right now.” Voice rising with each word, she said, “You should have paid the Tower!” With her supernatural speed, she leapt from the cot, lunging to attack.

Chapter 3

Selena’s good hand was in the air, poised to backhand me; instinctively my thorn claws shot out—
“Gamekeeper’s blood!” Matthew cried.
Selena and I both screamed in pain, matching red lines glowing across our hands.
Cyclops sprang inside the tent, baring his monstrous fangs at her. I used Selena’s moment of shock to scramble back.
Tess whimpered and shrank away from the beast; Gabriel flared his wings.
“Th-that wolf was dead!” Finn sputtered from his cot. “The cannibals killed all of Lark’s war wolves.”
Joules opened his palm upright; a silver baton materialized out of thin air—one of his lightning javelins. In a blur, it extended to its full length. “My bolt once fried that very beast!”
Which was why Cyclops’s fur was frizzy. “Lark’s familiars are . . . hardy.” I withheld the full truth: her three wolves were undying—as long as Lark lived.
“It’s protecting you?” Selena looked aghast.
“He won’t hurt anyone unless I’m in danger.”
“You’re allied with Lark now?” Finn’s gaze darted from me to 

Matthew, as if the Fool should’ve told them this. “Even after she sold us out?”
Matthew rocked back and forth on the bench.
“Lark didn’t know us when she made the pact to hand us over to Death,” I explained. “For all she knew, we could’ve been cannibals like the Hierophant’s followers.”
Finn peered at Cyclops. “But then she did get to know us,” he said to the wolf. 
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Visit the official Arcana Chronicles website to find out more about Dead of Winter and the entire Arcana Chronicles series. Stop by Simon & Schuster's DEAD OF WINTER page to find out where you can pre-order your copy of Dead of Winter.  

About The Autho

Kresley Cole is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the electrifying Immortals After Dark paranormal series, the young adult Arcana Chronicles series, the erotic Gamemakers series, and five award-winning historical romances.

A master’s grad and former athlete, she has traveled over much of the world and draws from those experiences to create her memorable characters and settings.
Her IAD books have been translated into twenty foreign languages, garnered three RITA awards, and consistently appear on the bestseller lists, in the U.S. and abroad.

Find Kresely via: her Website | Twitter | Facebook | Goodreads 

1 lucky winner will win an Amazon Kindle  preloaded with ebooks for both Poison Princess, and Endless Knight, as well an an e-manuscript for DEAD OF WINTER!! 
Giveaway Open to U.S. residents Only (courtesy of Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers). The giveaways ends at midnight (CST) on Friday, November 21st. 


Good Luck!