Blog Tour: Fallen Crest Campout by Tijan

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Fallen Crest Campout, an all-new must read Fallen Crest and The Crew series crossover novella by New York Times bestselling author Tijan, is out now!

Sam and Mason return to Fallen Crest for a camping trip.

They head north, meeting up with a few friends from Roussou and enjoy a night of booze, some leapfrogging, and there’s a small therapy session to air out some tension in the group.

Empty chair, anyone?

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Excerpt:

“I don’t like this.”

A hand went to the back of my chair, a head popped up between our two front seats, and that was announced. Mason was in the driver’s seat and I was in the passenger seat. Logan looked at each of us. He was wearing a distinct frown-smirk combo on his face as he said his piece.

Problem was, he’d been saying it since we left Boston, since we landed in California, and since we’d been in the rental and driving three hours past Fallen Crest.

It’d been said. It’d been heard.

We were now at the part where we wanted to murder my brother-in-law. Or, correction, where I wanted to murder my brother-in-law. Mason was stoic and driving. He was able to get in the zone and tune Logan out. Taylor was sitting in her chair, reading on her phone. She had the whole tuning-out thing too.

Not me. I was a mom, so somehow that meant I always had to be aware and alert, and now I was close to grinding my teeth and yelling for a Logan time-out.

Five minutes in the back, please.

Mason grunted. “Tough shit.”

Nice. Maybe he wasn’t so ‘tuned out.’

I looked at Taylor. “Can you keep him under control?”

She glanced up from her phone. “You know the answer to that question. You’ve known him longer.”

Touché.

“I’m not sleeping with him.”

Taylor just laughed. “Shouldn’t have said that. He’s probably refraining from twenty different inappropriate jokes as I’m talking.”

“Ahem.” Logan gave us both a look. “It’s because I love both of you—in different ways—and respect both of you that I’m not touching that. But Sam…” Logan leveled me with an aggrieved look, his eyebrows raised. “Can you watch what you say? Old Logan would’ve been all over that one, and can you imagine the innuendos?” He gestured to himself, his face tight. “But I’m here. Being polite—”

“Sorry. I thought since you’re older and in law school, you’d be more mature.”

“It’s like you don’t know me at all.” But he was grinning.

“Logan.” Insert some assertive tone here. I had to make my point. “We got a babysitter for the weekend. I got permission for a full weekend off from my training. Your brother is on a much-needed vacation before football training starts, and I have been needing Heather time even though I saw her a few weeks ago.”

I had a point. What was it? “So shut it, okay?”

That was my point.

“All I’m saying is that we were supposed to do the yacht. Nate and Matteo were up for it. Now suddenly we’re doing a camping thing. I’m not clear on the why?”

Mason glanced into the rearview mirror. “It was Nate’s idea. He said something about family research. What’s your issue? You like camping.”

“That’s when we were young. We did stupid shit back then like. We’re old now. If we go camping, I prefer it to be on things like yachts. Or we stay in a mega-mansion and our camping is napping by the pool. I like that type of camping.”

Taylor frowned at him. “Babe.”

He shot her a look, frowning slightly, but his face softened. He reached out, touching her leg. “It’s nothing. I’ll get over it.”

Good.

That was settled.

Two minutes later, it wasn’t.

About Tijan

Tijan is a New York Times Bestselling author that writes suspenseful and unpredictable novels. Her characters are strong, intense, and gut-wrenchingly real with a little bit of sass on the side. Tijan began writing later in life and once she started, she was hooked. She’s written multi-bestsellers including the Carter Reed Series, the Fallen Crest Series, and the Broken and Screwed Series among others. She is currently writing a new YA series along with so many more from north Minnesota where she lives with a man she couldn’t be without and an English Cocker she adores.

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Release Blitz: Fallen Crest Campout by Tijan

SURPRISE!

Fallen Crest Campout, an all-new not-to-be-missed Fallen Crest and The Crew series crossover novella by New York Times bestselling author Tijan, is available now!

Sam and Mason return to Fallen Crest for a camping trip.

They head north, meeting up with a few friends from Roussou and enjoy a night of booze, some leapfrogging, and there’s a small therapy session to air out some tension in the group.

Empty chair, anyone?

Enjoy a novella crossover between the Fallen Crest series and the Crew series!

Download your copy today or read for FREE in Kindle Unlimited!

Amazon: https://amzn.to/3d1dEwV
Amazon Worldwide: http://mybook.to/fallencrestcampout
Amazon Paperback: http://mybook.to/fallecrestcampoutpb

Add to Goodreads: https://bit.ly/2VKiGrG

Start the Fallen Crest Series and The Crew Series for FREE, for a limited time only:

Fallen Crest High

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Amazon Worldwide: http://mybook.to/fallencresthigh
Nook: https://bit.ly/3bAVnpI
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Crew
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MASON is now available on audio! Start listening today!
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Enter Tijan’s MEGA SIGNED PAPERBACK GIVEAWAY: https://bit.ly/2KCABtY

About Tijan

Tijan is a New York Times Bestselling author that writes suspenseful and unpredictable novels. Her characters are strong, intense, and gut-wrenchingly real with a little bit of sass on the side. Tijan began writing later in life and once she started, she was hooked. She’s written multi-bestsellers including the Carter Reed Series, the Fallen Crest Series, and the Broken and Screwed Series among others. She is currently writing a new YA series along with so many more from north Minnesota where she lives with a man she couldn’t be without and an English Cocker she adores.

Connect with Tijan

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Excerpt: Crew Princess by Tijan

EXCERPT

You would think one might outgrow violence.

At some age—after inflicting so much pain, seeing too much blood, hearing so many cries of agony—a person would be able to walk away, turn her back, and the need wouldn’t be there anymore.

Right?

It never worked that way for me.

The urge just grew and grew until it was too much to handle.

There may not be a wish to die inside me anymore, that might’ve gone away, but a different desire rose up. I wanted to cake the streets in red. I wanted to put terror in the Normals’ hearts, inflict them with some of the quaking we woke with. I wanted them to feel what it was like to have the power against them.

But I couldn’t do any of that.

Or at least, it wasn’t time.

“Bren.”

The sounds around me permeated my mind, and I turned toward the voice amid the yells, laughter, shrieks, splashing, and glasses being tapped together.

Right. I was at a pool party.

No wonder I was feeling all murderous.

Who wouldn’t be?

“Bren!”

A lot had changed in the ten weeks since a friend was assaulted, and particularly in the last month. A lot. One of those changes was heading toward me. Tabatha Sweets. One of the most popular girls in our school, one that used to fear me, and here she was. Coming up to me. Calling my name. Acting like we were buddy-buddy, which we actually had become. Hence the not-fearing me part.

She still should have.

She came to stand right in front of me. She wasn’t blocking my sun because I’d been holed up in the corner of the backyard, lying down behind the grill, because let’s face it, I wasn’t the socialite here. I was here for very specific reasons: this pool party was at the Shaws’ house.

Cross Shaw was my boyfriend.

Taz Shaw was my friend. She was also Cross’ sister.

And the other two guys in our crew wanted to hang out. Zellman and Jordan.

So we were here.

I was here.

Unwillingly.

And daydreaming about violence.

Go figure.

I sat up, looped my arms over my knees, and sighed. “What’s up, Tabatha?”

“What are you doing back here?”

Her voice was a little snippy with frustration, but also confusion.

Tentative was the best way to describe our relationship—and I’m being extremely loose with those words to describe whatever I had with Tabatha and her minions. You can blame all the hours I had to serve on their charity committee, which was renamed their ‘event’ committee as part of my community service. Stabbing our old principal had ended with me sort of having other girlfriends besides Taz.

I wasn’t sure how that had worked out.

A couple had been after Cross, and I knew a couple still held a torch. As for Tabatha, she and Jordan were now a couple couple.

Yeah. I was surprised at how fast that happened too.

They went from one official date to being a couple, and now they were almost the lovey-dovey type of coupledom.

Anyway, right now, my crewmate’s girlfriend who was also somewhat a friend of mine (depending on the day and my mood, to be honest) stood over me. She was staring me down, hands on her hips.

I couldn’t lie, though. The urge to pull my knife out, just to hold it and know it would make Tabatha uneasy, was strong. But I didn’t. I’d grown over the last year. See? Counseling and community service could rehabilitate us lower criminal beings.

“Where are the guys?” I ignored her question. Did she not know me by now?

Pushing up to my feet, I didn’t wait for her to respond.

I took stock myself.

Zellman was on a back lounger, his on/off woman (Sunday) on his lap. Monica (one of the girls still holding a torch for my guy) was next to them, sitting on some other guy’s lap (I think a baseball player).

Jordan was just coming out of the house.

He saw me staring at him and paused, beer in hand. He raised his eyebrows in question, but I shook my head.

I didn’t need him for anything.

He kept moving, going to sit in another lounger by Z. And I knew where the fourth member of our crew was.

Jordan. Zellman. Cross. Me.

We were Wolf Crew, the smallest crew in the Roussou crew system, but also the most dangerous one.

There were other crews. Larger ones like the Ryerson Crew, or the Frisco Crew, which had popped up over the last semester. They were our neighboring town, and their high school had burned down. The town was too small to get enough funds to build a new one in time for their winter semester, so they were being bused to us. Well, half of them were. A few went to Fallen Crest Academy, and a good third went to Fallen Crest Public School, but the rest came to us. Frisco, Fallen Crest, and Roussou formed a weird triangle a bit inland in California, so those were the options.

We’d heard the Frisco students who went to the Academy shit their pants at how rich and fancy everything was. Most people in Frisco were poor like us. The Academy was for the rich. There were exceptions, but it’s what it was.

A few of their girls had tried to follow Tabatha around. She only took in two of them, literally flicking the others away with her hand.

I guess that’s what popular girls did? I didn’t know.

All this is just to say: I’m not like them.

I’m not like Frisco. I’m not like a Fallen Crusty, and I’m not even like a Normal (our term for those who aren’t in crews at Roussou). The ones I’m like? My crew. Zellman. Jordan. Cross. That’s it.

And seeing Jordan laughing so easily with that sporty guy, I felt a twitch in my chest.

I didn’t know what it was—jealousy, anger, or maybe I was just hungry. But the fact that I’d felt that twitch was enough for me. If I did emotions, it was never a good result, so I was gonna bounce.

“Oh, no, no, no.”

I began to move around Tabatha, but she blocked me.

Her eyes flashed in determination, and she pressed her lips together. “I recognize that look on your face. You’re going to ditch.” She shook her head. “You can’t ditch.”

“I don’t care.” I started off again.

She blocked me again, flipping her hair as she did. The movement was enough to draw attention, and conversations around us started to wane.

I gritted my teeth.

Tabatha was in my face, and I hated when anyone was in my face, and I was two seconds away from—

“Sweets.” The door opened again. Taz stepped out, a hand on her bikini-clad hip, dressed just the way Tabatha was. “Back away from Bren.”

Tabatha started to turn, laughing.

Taz wasn’t joking. She nodded at me. “She’s two seconds from putting hands on you.” She scanned the backyard. “Not a great situation to be in right now, if you get my drift.”

There were phones out. Things didn’t stay secret anymore, not since the Friscians came to town. And there was another development rumored as well, one that had most people seeing stars and Hollywood signs, but I can’t even get into that now. I’d been given a heads-up and knew it was going to be a pain in my ass.

“You’re close to losing it?” Tabatha asked quietly, easing back a step.

This was her redeeming quality. Sometimes she was clueless, but other times, she had learned to give me space. She backed down now, an apology flashing in her eyes.

I could move my jaw again. It wasn’t encased in cement. “I don’t like being cornered.”

Review: Crew Princess by Tijan

Crew Princess by Tijan
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I was provided an ARC by the author in exchange for an honest review.

This picks up shortly where Crew left off. This is not a standalone, and I'd highly recommend reading Crew first before diving in to this one. The dynamics of how crews operate and the social structure of the entire town won't make sense.

This mainly focuses on Bren, much like Crew did. Again she is surrounded by The Wolf Crew, Jordan, Zellman, and Cross who is now her boyfriend. Bren is again working through some of her demons, though this time they aren't all buried in the past, some of them are forcing her to face the future as graduation is approaching. As Wolf Crew has to decide what to do about college and what to do after high school, they also have to deal with some very ugly "crew business" brewing in the background that seems centered on getting Bren to violate her probation. Bren has been trying to behave, no fighting or pulling knives on people, going to counseling, and doing her community service after what happened in Crew (go read it). She is finding it very hard not to end up back in jail with all of the shenanigans happening around her that either point to her or require her crew to take action.

When the three local towns are forced to come together when a local school is burned down things get messy. Crews are pitted against each other, and things get ugly. Wolf Crew does what they do best and retaliate because crew protects their own and they are loyal to their town of Roussou. As things unfold, Bren discovers that there is a deeper motive than just crew vs. crew rivalry going on. At the same time the school has brought in a camera crew to film a documentary on their town and the local celebrity athletes that came from the town. Turns out they want to spin it to know more about the crew system, which everyone knows you don't talk about.

This book took me a while to get into. It was all over the place at first, but I think that was because you were supposed to feel like you were in Bren's head and her thoughts were kind of all over the place. Bren is a bit of a mess emotionally throughout the book, and I had a hard time keeping up with her. I kind of think that was the point though, you go through her emotional journey with her as she figures herself out. Bren isn't the only one going through some stuff in this book, several of the characters go through some messy emotional situations. There is alot going on in this book, sometimes I felt like I wasn't sure how it all fit together. Tijan didn't fail me and brought it all together in the end and while it ended a bit on a cliffhanger, can't say I'm surprised by the ending. I'm looking forward to the next book and to see where Wolf Crew is headed in the next installment. If you liked Crew you'll enjoy this.

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Review: Crew by Tijan

Crew by Tijan
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I was provided an ARC by the author in exchange for an honest review.  My review is a few days late, life has been kicking my behind lately.  This released on Monday August 27th, so it is out now on your favorite vendor of choice. 

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Crew is a YA novel with mature themes, as the description states. While the characters are in high school and behave as teenagers do, the content borders on New Adult as far as mature situations and language.  This is the first book in a new series by Tijan.

Crew centers around Bren Monroe, the only girl in the Wolf crew and one of the only girls to have ever been allowed to be in a crew. Bren is a fighter as are most members of any crew, and she's got alot of things in her past that drive her to be dark and dangerous. Bren's crew is fairly small consisting of only 4 people, her best friend Cross, and her two other friends Jordan and Zellman. Now you might think a crew is kind of like a gang, and it kind of is but it kind of isn't at the same time. Crew's protect their members, they are a family of sorts, they have rules and if you break their rules you are in for some pain. Bren's crew may be small but they aren't to be trifled with. There is quite a bit of fighting and violence between crews, so if that's not your thing you might want to skip this one.

I enjoyed this unique storyline. I haven't read anything like this before. Like with other Tijan books, she really knows how to write chemistry between characters. The romance that eventually develops was slow to develop and I wasn't even sure if it was going to go in the direction it did. She also really takes care with the side characters. While Bren is the main character, we get to know many of the side characters along the way. I don't want to spoil the story too much so I won't say much more. If you are a fan of Tijan, you'll enjoy this one.

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