Cold Fury Blog Tour

Sara Jane Rispoli has just turned sweet sixteen, but so far it's anything but sweet. She'd planned to spend this birthday at the spring dance with the handsome Max Kissberg, not being chased and attacked by a masked assassin, dirty cops and a turncoat uncle. She certainly didn't plan on discovering that her family is deeply embedded in the Chicago Outfit (aka the Mob) or to come home and find them gone. 

Now on the run but determined to find her family, Sara Jane fights back with a flame burning in her gut--a deadly cold fury. Though also armed with a .45 and a briefcase full of cash, and old tattered notebook might be her best defense. It holds the key to "Ultimate Power." It's why she's being pursued, it's why her family was taken away, and it could be the key to saving her life.

Action-packed with fresh cinematic writing, Cold Fury is a riveting and imaginative adventure announcing a compelling new voice in YA.

I learned about Cold Fury from this blog tour, because the author offered a hard copy to read, and since, at the time, I was that girl who didn't own a Kindle, so a hard-copy reminded Miss Tammy of me. And ooooohh, I cannot thank you enough, girlie!

Cold Fury has got to be the best book I've read all year, if not the best book I've read in the past three years (mind you, three years ago is when I started to love reading). Sara Jane is a badass who didn't ONCE whine about how she could never talk to her friends again and poor-me-poor-me and lemme tell ya, with what happened to the poor girl, she had every right to break out sobbing at least once. But no! No self-loathing or moping, Sara Jane means business, and I can't tell you guys how much I LOVE that! She even manages to add a little comic relief to the story every once in a while with a witty remark or quirky thought; which is good, because I was close to having a heart attack a lot of the time...

Every character has an actual purpose and is brought back into the story at exactly the right time, leaving no loose ends or forgotten story lines. From the villains to chatty best friends, to an Italian Greyhound and rats, no one is left out, and I think that is just wonderful. The world kept on spinning at Fep Prep even when Sara Jane was somewhere else (i.e., running for her life) and Goeglein didn't fail to bring it up, nor did he fail to put suspense into that section, as well. I have stubs for nails and I have torn the first layer of skin off my lips when my nails started to bleed because of this book.

And once you get to the climax, it's easy to see how much thought was put into this. Cold Fury makes such a hard left turn to the who-done-it, and I had NO idea that was coming, yet, it was mentioned near the beginning, and I literally started banging my head against the page that I didn't even consider that outcome. This means; it is written VERY well!

Cold Fury made me laugh, cry, and hyperventilate multiple times, without a dull moment throughout all 320 pages! I highly recommend this to anyone who loves a good thriller, (hell, to anyone who loves a good book) and I am anxiously awaiting the next novel in the trilogy!

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And now here's a little teaser from Cold Fury! 

    I parted the ropes and carefully entered the boxing ring, raised the .45 directly toward Ski Mask Guy, and he giggled girlishly. That he was amused by a gun aimed at his face only unnerved me more, and I heard my voice break as I repeated myself. "I... I said...let him go."

    "Hey, didn't anyone ever tell you it's rude to point guns at your elders?!" he said, tossing Willy aside like a sack of potatoes. The old man hit the canvas hard, groaning and turning onto his side. Ski Mask Guy faced me, cracking his knuckles and rolling his horrible head on a thick neck.

    The cold blue flame kindled and flickered in my gut when I saw him move like that, like a career heavyweight preparing for battle. Nervous fear drained from my brain and body, replaced by a jarring, it's-him-or-me sense of reality as sharp as the blade of a knife. The .45 suddenly felt weightless in my hands, and I licked my lips knowing instinctively that lowering it meant lowering my only defense against the bulky maniac. I didn't want to shoot him, but it was plain that Willy and I were dead unless I kept the gun squarely and confidently between us, which meant that if he took even one step...

    "Gimme that thing, you silly little...!" Ski Mask Guy squealed, lunging like a crazed grizzly bear.

    And then my finger squeezed metal just once, lightly, as the shot filled the room with an echoing blast and Ski Mask Guy grabbed his shoulder. The bullet had grazed him just enough to cut a line in his filthy suit and the skin beneath it. "You shot me," he said, amazed, touching the surface wound and holding up bloody fingers. "I mean, you barely shot me, but you shot me! I didn't think you had it in you!"

    "It was easy," I said, looking at him down the barrel, seeing that my hands had stopped shaking. "Easier than I thought it would be..."

About The Author

T.M. Goeglein began his career as a writer of print and television ads for a host of advertising and media companies. As a screenwriter, he created both original scripts and worked as a script doctor for several production companies in Los Angeles. He was an original contributor to the Huffington Post 'Living' section, and continues to write for both the national edition and Huggington Post Chicago. Read T.M. Goeglein's stories on the Huggington Post.

His debut young adult novel, COLD FURY, will be published by Penguin/Putnam in 2012 and is the first in a trilogy; he's currently working on the second book. He lives in Chicago with his wife, Laura, and two young children.

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