"Sugar Coated" countdown blog #3

Oh.

My.

Goodness.

We only have four more days until "Sugar Coated" comes out on Kindle! It'll be coming out in paperback a week after that, but I have this awesome idea... okay it's not that original, but still... let's try to get "Sugar Coated" ranking in the Amazon kindle store on launch day! How amazing would it be to rank on release day?

Okay, okay, I'm going to stop being giddy about sharing this story with you guys.

But really... I think you're going to like it :)

Oh and thank you SO much to everyone who stopped by during the Blog Tour! It was so amazingly fun and I loved getting to talk to some amazing authors, readers, and book bloggers! And a HUGE thank you to everone who hosted me on their blogs and the aca-incredible (yeah... "Pitch Perfect" reference) authors who donated e-books to the giveaway!

If you didn't win an e-book, there's still a chance to win some, along with some amazing prizes over at the "Sugar Coated" Facebook launch party! Go join the event here!

Now, for the excerpt from "Sugar Coated" that I promised you guys :)

Here's the very beginning of the book. Tell me if it's enough to get you hooked! I'll be posting more at the launch party!

Blinding white lights flashed into life, revealing a room less cavernous and imposing than she had expected. Instead, the room with the white walls, ceilings, and floor was quite small; small enough for her to run from one end to the other without ever breaking a sweat. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust and once they did, she still couldn’t be sure of what she was seeing. There seemed to be a complete lack of color in this small room, as if it had been drained right before her arrival and was shining more brightly because of its recent purge.

            Brynn blinked her eyes a few more times, trying to clear the spots that sprang into existence when the less-than-subtle lights had ignited. Now that she had a proper hold on her surroundings, she could see the impossibility of the room. There were no windows. There were no doors. There was no way in or out. So how had she gotten there?

            “We apologize for any inconvenience your death may cause you at this time,” said a smooth, soothing female voice over what Brynn could only describe as a loudspeaker. If the woman’s voice hadn’t been so calm and collected, it may have taken her less time to understand exactly what she was saying before the sickly sweet smell of sugar hit her nose; like cookies right out of the oven.

            This wasn’t just a room. It was a death chamber.

            “We appreciate your cooperation and would like to take this opportunity to remind you that the best thing to do in this situation is enjoy this smell, generated for your pleasure,” the voice told her, never losing that deep, rich timbre.

            Brynn thought that if she hadn’t been in an obviously dire situation, she would have loved nothing more than to listen to the beautiful voice and smell the sweet sugar all day long. But as it turned out, there wasn’t much time left in her day right at that moment.

            Listening to the woman’s instructions against her better judgment, Brynn took one deep breath, enjoying the smell of the unnaturally rich sugar before her cheek made contact with the hard white floor with a sickening thud.