Monday, October 7, 2013

Cover Reveal: Breakable by Aimee L. Salter

I'm excited to be part of the cover reveal for Breakable by Aimee L. Salter! Here is some important and/or interesting information before we head on to the reveal! And guess what! I even have a special excerpt just for you!
  • Breakable is a YA, Magical Realism (reads like a contemporary, but with one fantastic element).
  • The premise was inspired by a visit to the website in which authors write letters to their teen selves.
  • Breakable will release for general sale on November 4th on Amazon (Kindle and paperback) and B & N (for Nook).
  • This is the author’s first book.
Title: Breakable
Author: Aimee L. Salter
Release: November 4, 2013

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When seventeen-year-old Stacy looks in the mirror she can see and talk to her future self. “Older Me” has been Stacy's secret support through the ongoing battle with their neurotic mother, relentless bullying at school, and dealing with her hopeless love for her best friend, Mark.

Then Stacy discovers Older Me is a liar.

Still reeling from that betrayal, Stacy buries herself in her art. But even that is taken from her when her most persistent tormentor uses her own work to humiliate her - and threaten her last chance with Mark.

Stacy’s reached breaking point.


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You can soon find it on Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Chapter 2, Scene 1 (partial)

I’d been expecting another text from Mark. I’d just assumed when the phone buzzed again so soon, it would be him. So I didn’t check the sender before I opened it.

The words screamed at me from the glowing screen:




My ears burned. I could just see them, all gathered around Belinda’s phone, cackling. Fighting over what words to throw at me. I’d learned a long time ago it wasn’t worth opening anything that came from her, or Karyn, or Terese.

Why hadn’t I checked the stupid phone?

With shaking fingers, I deleted the text. My stomach hardened into a knot, the bitter taste of bile rising in my throat. I drew the straighteners through the last strands of my hair without really paying attention.

Oh, gawd. Was Older Me right? Should I stay home? If they’d started taunting me before we even got there, then it was going to be one of those nights. They’d make it hurt.

But… Mark.

Mark had grabbed my elbow as I ran from art that morning. Told me we needed to talk. He’d run his hand through his sandy hair. His blue eyes wouldn’t quite meet mine. He’d been nervous. Twitchy.

Mark was never nervous with me. And I’d only ever seen him twitch when he was talking to whatever girl he had the squeeze for.

When he left, I’d almost danced on the spot.

So, I had to go tonight because I thought – I hoped – Mark was finally going to ask me out.

But if the vultures were already circling…

I stared at the phone in my hand and swallowed hard.

Author Bio:
Aimee L. Salter is a Pacific North-Westerner who spent much of her young (and not-so-young) life in New Zealand. After picking up a Kiwi husband and son, she’s recently returned to Oregon.

She writes novels for teens and the occasional adult who, like herself, are still in touch with their inner-high schooler.

Aimee is the author behind Seeking the Write Life, a popular blog for writers at You can also find her on Twitter and Facebook.

Aimee’s debut novel, Breakable, releases November 4th for Kindle, Nook and in paperback. You can add Breakable to your to-read list on Goodreads at

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