16 January 2016

Bree Lawrence - Wilde Omens - Blog Tour


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Title: Wilde Omens

Author: Bree Lawrence

Release Date: Nov 16, 2016



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Everything was fine until Sherlock showed up for


Penelope Wilde has worked hard to be normal. With an IQ off the charts, her

mother forces her to dampen her genius throughout school to avoid unwanted scrutiny. In time it
becomes a normal way of life until a man shows up in her living room proclaiming himself to not only be
her father, but also the fictional, ingenious character of Sherlock Holmes. Oh and one more thing, he
claims to be a time traveler.

Someone has some explaining to do.

Soon Penelope is plunged into her father’s bizarre yet brilliant world where

she’s forced to give up her way of life and embrace the danger and intrigue that are her
birthright in order to claim her father’s empire as her own. However, you can’t just thrust
a girl into high stakes time travel. First, she has to be trained. With the enigmatic John Watson in the
picture, Penelope is confused, bruised, enlightened, and pushed to her limit as she tries to rectify the
world she once knew with the one she now belongs to.

But Daddy Dearest has another bomb to drop. Due to an error of epic magnitude

with an experimental serum, Watson, and everyone in her genetic line is cursed with immortality. And
someone wants that serum. Bad.

Penelope has her hands full and, even with immortality on her side, time is

running out.


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I couldn’t think of an appropriate snarky remark. My head hurt. My body

hurt, and I’d just allowed myself to get kidnapped by COTO and the psychopathic Lila. It was
shaping up to be a super day. I moved my arm to brush away a long strand of hair itching my nose and
was met with leather resistance of the bondage kind.

“Really, Lila?” I croaked. “If you were into that stuff, all you

had to do was ask. All these theatrics were entirely unnecessary.” I tried to move my other arm
and was met with the same resistance.

If I had to guess, I’d say I was in the infirmary. My arms were restrained

against my sides with leather straps. There were additional straps over my waist and legs. The only thing
I could move was my head.

Lila leaned closer. “That smart mouth won’t be so smart once

I’m finished.”

I rolled my eyes. “I bet you say that to all the


Lila stood up and walked out of the room, leaving me cold and alone. I lifted my

head a few inches and studied the room. Definitely an infirmary, but there was some equipment I
hadn’t seen before. There were no windows and only one way


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style="font-family:georgia,serif;">Bree Lawrence is a pseudonym for an award-winning, multi-published
author. She loves good food and hates artificial banana flavoring. She makes her home with a guy she
likes, three kids she doesn't always understand and a dachshund who likes belly

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