{"id":21588,"date":"2023-01-27T06:00:00","date_gmt":"2023-01-27T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/?p=21588"},"modified":"2023-01-23T21:25:04","modified_gmt":"2023-01-24T02:25:04","slug":"blog-tour-one-girl-in-all-the-world-by-kendare-blake-excerpt-giveaway","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/blog-tour-one-girl-in-all-the-world-by-kendare-blake-excerpt-giveaway\/","title":{"rendered":"Blog Tour: One Girl in All the World by Kendare Blake (Excerpt + Giveaway!)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"ubb-blog-tour-banner\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.rockstarbooktours.com\" target=\"_blank\"><img src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/one-girl-in-all-the-world-tour-banner.png\" alt=\"Blog Tour: One Girl in All the World by Kendare Blake (Excerpt + Giveaway!)\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Happy Friday and welcome to my stop on the blog tour for ONE GIRL IN ALL THE WORLD by Kendare Blake! I&#8217;m so excited because today I have an excerpt of the book to share with you! This book is truly amazing and I&#8217;m so excited to for you to find out more about it, PLUS enter for a chance to win a print copy!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"970\" height=\"300\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/one-girl-in-all-the-world-banner-2.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-21590\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/one-girl-in-all-the-world-banner-2.png 970w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/one-girl-in-all-the-world-banner-2-300x93.png 300w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/one-girl-in-all-the-world-banner-2-768x238.png 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 970px) 100vw, 970px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<!--more-->\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"850\" height=\"50\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-21084\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers.png 850w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers-300x18.png 300w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers-768x45.png 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/one-girl-in-all-the-world-cover.png\" alt=\"Blog Tour: One Girl in All the World by Kendare Blake (Excerpt + Giveaway!)\" title=\"Blog Tour: One Girl in All the World by Kendare Blake (Excerpt + Giveaway!)\" class=\"ubb-cover-image alignleft\"><strong>One Girl in All the World<\/strong> by <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/authors\/kendare-blake\/\">Kendare Blake<\/a> <br><strong>Series:<\/strong> <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/series\/in-every-generation\/\">In Every Generation #2<\/a> <br><strong>Published on<\/strong>  January 31, 2023 by <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/publishers\/disney-hyperion-2\/\">Disney-Hyperion<\/a> <br><strong>Genres:<\/strong> <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/genres\/fantasy\/\">Fantasy<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/genres\/horror\/\">Horror<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/genres\/paranormal\/\">Paranormal<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/genres\/ya\/\">YA<\/a> <br><strong>Pages:<\/strong> 352 <br><strong>Add to <\/strong><a href=\"https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/book\/show\/61030590-one-girl-in-all-the-world\" target=\"_blank\">Goodreads<\/a> <br><strong>Author Links:<\/strong> <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kendareblake.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Website<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/KendareBlake\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Twitter<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/kendare.blake\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Facebook<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/author\/show\/4086715.Kendare_Blake\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Goodreads<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3pCWjDC\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Amazon<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/kendareblake\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Instagram<\/a> <br><blockquote class=\"ubb-synopsis\"><p>Frankie Rosenberg is coming to terms with the fact that she\u2019s the newest slayer, but that doesn\u2019t mean she has it all figured out just yet. She and her friends are still reeling from the deadly attack on the annual slayer retreat\u2014and the new revelation that some slayers may still be alive. She\u2019s got her own Scooby Gang, but sometimes feels more on the outside than ever. She throws herself into training with her mom, the great witch Willow, and her new Watcher, Spike, but they\u2019ve got demons of their own to contend with (both of the real and metaphorical variety). Buffy made it look easy, but being a slayer is hard\u2014and lonely.<br \/>\nBut Frankie doesn\u2019t have time to wander through Sunnydale Cemetery singing about her new responsibilities. With news of Buffy\u2019s possible demise, Demons are making their way back to Sunnydale in droves, called by a Hellmouth that is starting to reawaken. And then an oracle brings news of a new Evil brewing\u2026something called The Darkness. Could this be what attacked the slayers? And is it coming for Frankie?<\/b><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\t\t<script type=\"application\/ld+json\">\n{\n\t\"@context\":\"https:\/\/schema.org\",\n\t\"@type\":\"Review\",\n\t\"datePublished\": \"2023-01-27T11:00:00+00:00\",\n\t\"description\": \"\\nHappy Friday and welcome to my stop on the blog tour for ONE GIRL IN ALL THE WORLD by Kendare Blake! I'm so excited because today I have an excerpt of the book to share with you! 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It was a long walk on the way to nowhere: this particular road had been bypassed and blocked-off\u2014 she\u2019d slipped past two very broken down \u2018road closed\u2019 signs\u2014and ended on the edge of what was briefly the great Sunnydale sinkhole. Of course that sinkhole didn\u2019t last; it was quickly shored up with dirt to become the shiny New Sunnydale with a much lower elevation.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>It was a long walk but she wasn\u2019t tired, she was a slayer, after all, it took a lot more than cooling desert and flat asphalt to wear her out\u2014but she was weary. Weary in her bones, weary in her soul. She adjusted the bag on her shoulders and kept going, until she reached the spot where their bus had stopped after they\u2019d defeated the First. Where Buffy had gotten out and looked over the destruction. Where she had started making plans for all of their futures.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>The woman kicked pebbles and watched them roll down the hill, now a nice, sloping incline rather than a sheer dropoff into hell, and frowned at New Sunnydale glittering below. All of those people, living like nothing had happened. Sinkhole? What sinkhole? I\u2019m sure that collapse was just a one time thing. No reason to waste all this prime California real estate.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>She scowled down from beneath her hood. They were idiots, all of them. Optimistic idiots. The entire place was cursed; she felt it the moment she portaled in. The wrongness. The wicked current, pulsing through the soil. The . . . hellmouth residue, getting all over everything. She knew she had a slayer\u2019s senses, but there was no way that regular people didn\u2019t feel it. That much seeping evil left a mark. It weaved through a person. It became a part of them, so much so that the whole damn citizenry had evacuated before it all went down, without having to be told. They just knew.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>But people were people, and they\u2019d rebuilt it anyway. Just like people had rebuilt the Overlook Hotel. Or the ones who kept on building houses on top of old cemeteries without moving the bodies first. Those were just movies, sure, but the rebuilding was realistic. When it came to their own destruction, humans were predictably industrious. So New Sunnydale had risen from the ashes. And then the red witch had returned to watch over it, and give birth to her little abomination.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>The woman swallowed. It felt foolish to even set one foot on that unstable ground, but she did it, one foot after the other, down and down and down, through shrubs and young trees, past silent bull dozers and construction equipment\u2014because even after eighteen years the city was still a work-in-progress\u2014until she reached the street. From there she let her slayer sense guide her, but even if she hadn\u2019t had it she would have known the way to the hellmouth by following the school signs. In grand Sunnydale tradition, the idiots had built the high school again, right on top.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>When she reached it she stood outside, staring down the brick and the stark white walls, the flowering vines with their blossoms closed for the night. New Sunnydale High School was clean and crisp, lit by so many streetlights that it was a challenge to find shadows to slip into. I am not evil at all, it declared. But it was lying. She broke in through a back door near the sports field\u2014and by \u2018broke in\u2019 she meant opened an unlocked door without permission\u2014 and made her way to the basement.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>And to the hellmouth.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Being so close to it sent goosebumps up and down the backs of her arms. It made her want to run away. It made her want to scream. And even though there was no definitive marking, no X-marks-the hellmouth, she knew just where it was. And it felt like it knew just where she was, too.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Before she could hesitate, she walked to it and took off her pack, then reached inside to pull out a large, glowing orb. It was bright and almost pretty, the green swirled through with flecks of blue like bits of glitter on a sea of thick paint. It looked a little like a bowling ball, if bowling balls could throb, and it cast the entire space in a strange, ethereal green. Not terribly stealthy. After a moment of deliberation, she grabbed a fire blanket off of a shelf, and used it to cover the orb before setting it down on top of the hellmouth.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>She let go of it gently, expecting it to roll. But it stuck. So firmly and so fast she wondered if she\u2019d have been able to pick it up again, not that she bothered to try. That\u2019s where it belonged, after all. A nice, welcome back present for the hellmouth. Something to draw its favorite demons, like a demon magnet, or a demon beacon.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>It would give the new slayer something to do, anyway. The woman stood.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>\u201cPhase one, commenced,\u201d she said, before tugging her hood down lower and slipping out of the school the same way she came in.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<h1 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>CHAPTER ONE<\/strong><\/h1>\n\n\n\n<p>The Vampire Welcoming Committee<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>New Sunnydale Cemetery was a pretty nice meeting place. Green. Spacious. Bordered and dotted with leafy trees that whispered in the dark. White stone pavilions had been erected here and there, to serve as a housing for flowering vines, and the hedges were full and well-groomed, planted in rows and groves so as to create corners and private spaces. For mourning, or picnics\u2014concealing crouching demons or what have you. The point is, some landscape designer had an absolute field day with the place, and the end result was more akin to a park than a resting place for the dead.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It didn\u2019t suit the vampire at all. He sniffed, and caught the faint perfume of roses. He narrowed his yellow eyes but the white marble benches only stood out brighter beneath the light of the waxing crescent moon. He\u2019d only just arrived in town after catching the number twenty-nine bus up from Phoenix, long hours of being a sun-fearing lump underneath a fire blanket, of bored kids running up and down the aisles, of bathroom stops and the sound of plastic wrappers being torn off of gas station snack foods. Gas station snack foods made the blood nice and greasy. Once the sun went down he\u2019d considered popping up and eating the whole bus. But then he\u2019d have had to drive the rest of the way, and he was still better on a horse than a stick shift. Besides, he wanted to save his appetite for Sunnydale.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sunnydale, California. Mother of the hellmouth. Cradle of monsters. A town that had seen more carnage than a stack of scary movies. It had been dormant for decades, languishing under the protection of the slayers, and the red-haired witch who broke the world. But lately Sunnydale\u2014or more accurately, the hellmouth that dwelled beneath it\u2014had started to pulse, and the ears and snouts of demons everywhere turned again toward the heartbeat. The hellmouth was calling. Begging its children to tear away the facade of the city: the palm trees and street fairs, the coffee shops on every corner\u2014and let it show its true, wicked face.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The slayers were gone, whisked away, right off the earth; killed in an explosion said some, or by a massive spell, said others. No fewer than five demon doomsday cults had tried to take credit, but the vampire didn\u2019t care one way or another who was responsible. He only cared that they were dead, and Sunnydale was his for the taking.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He paused at a fresh grave and placed his hand against the loosely packed soil, listening for another vampire waking below. He could use a local to show him the ins and outs. In all his hundred years of afterlife he\u2019d never been to Sunnydale. He preferred to spend his time in the southwest where he\u2019d been turned. He liked to lure tour groups out to the ghost towns. Then he would set the corpses up in the ruins of an old saloon, like mannequins, to con fuse whatever poor sap eventually found them. By his count, he\u2019d killed four thousand, two hundred and nineteen people. More than that, actually, because it had taken him a few years to start counting, marking each with a notch in the holster of his six-shooter, which gradually became notches in a belt: first brown leather, then black, now some clever new leather made from the skins of cactuses. He\u2019d buried belts filled with notches all over the territories of Nevada, and Arizona, down into western Texas. But the cactus belt was new. Notch-free. And he planned to fill it with notches for Sunnydale townsfolk.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But the legendary city of the hellmouth was falling short of the stories. The streets he\u2019d walked through on the way from the bus station were too clean, marked by engraved paving stones and made bright by solar lights. And now the cemetery\u2014with its new, straight headstones and demure, marble grave markers. From somewhere not far off he heard the soft gurgling of a fountain, and frowned.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Where were the rowdy demon bars? The demon gambling that went on until near dawn, bloodthirsty creatures around a card table racking up huge debts of kittens? Where were the cracked, spider filled crypts? Where were the foolish teenagers, making out in cars, begging for their throats to be ripped out?&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And then, as if she\u2019d heard his wish, there came a voice through the darkness. A girl\u2019s voice, from several rows of graves over. A soft glow emanated from that direction, too, as if from candles, and he licked his fangs. The little idiot was in the graveyard holding a seance. Humans were a useless lot\u2014useless in his time, and in the century between it seemed they\u2019d only gotten worse\u2014but he did appreciate their constant fascination with the great beyond.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He crept through the graves, savoring the increasing nearness of the kill, the glimpses of her in the space between the headstones. Oh but she was a pretty thing. Long, black hair, straight as a horse\u2019s tail. Big, brown eyes made warm by the candlelight. And dark, red lips. She wore a collar, too, the kind a mean dog might wear, with silver studs and a buckle. That struck him as odd, but he didn\u2019t waste much time considering the fashion choices of his dinner. And she wasn\u2019t alone! His mouth watered as his second course came into view: a fine-looking Black lad sitting across from her in the grass, holding a candle and trying not to get burned by the wax. They didn\u2019t look like they belonged much together; his buttoned shirt was pressed like a good mama would have done it, and his eyes behind the lenses of his glasses were focused and calm while the girl\u2019s were restless and narrowed.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He would eat the girl first. He saw her first, after all, and it would be kind of fun watching the calm leave the boy\u2019s carefully composed expression. He wondered if the boy would run. Or if he would try to fight back. He would probably freeze like a frightened deer, and simply wait for his turn.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The vampire crouched, ready to spring. He was so focused on his meal that he failed to notice the other girl running swiftly toward him through the cemetery. She leapt up onto the headstone beside him, and caught him totally by surprise with a flying back kick.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHi!\u201d Frankie said, trying to keep her voice perky and semi welcoming as the vamp rolled upright in the grass. \u201cWhere ya from?\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>His only response was a growl, and he got to his feet in one smooth motion, a twist as graceful as a gymnast off a mat. So graceful that Frankie made a mental note to practice it later with Spike. The vampire brushed imagined dirt off of his finely cut black suit, and the moonlight caught on the silver of his rather large and intricately designed belt buckle. It looked like a snake, intertwined with a . . . what did they call those western ropes? A lariat. It looked like a snake entwined with a lariat.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThat is a really nice belt buckle,\u201d Frankie said, and pointed with the tip of her stake.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThank you, darlin\u2019,\u201d he said, and she wrinkled her nose at his accent. \u201cYou\u2019ll be adorning the belt it\u2019s attached to momentarily. The first notch, right about here\u2014\u201d he tapped the space just left of the buckle.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSeems like a waste of good leather. Marking it up like that,\u201d she said, and to her surprise he straightened and looked down at it with a shrug.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou know, I actually don\u2019t know whether it\u2019ll suit for notching. It\u2019s some newfangled kind of leather, made from cactus skins.\u201d Frankie lowered her stake. \u201cReally?\u201d Her eyes widened. It looked just like high quality leather. \u201cThat is such a cool eco-alternative!\u201d \u201cFrankie.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The vampire looked over the headstones at Hailey and Sigmund, who had stood, still holding their candles.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cGet that stake back up,\u201d Hailey said. \u201cEco-friendly or not, the vamp must be dusted.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI know,\u201d said Frankie. \u201cBut it seems like such a waste, to let the belt go poof with the rest of him. Think I can wrestle it off him first? Or maybe I can steal it with magic.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI don\u2019t think your telekinesis is fine-tuned enough to unbuckle a belt and tug it through several belt loops,\u201d said Sigmund. \u201cAnd it\u2019s an unnecessary risk.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI agree,\u201d said Hailey, \u201cBut if you can, I wouldn\u2019t mind having that belt buckle. It\u2019s kind of badass.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat is happening here?\u201d the vampire asked. The girl with the messy red bun on the top of her head carried a stake. And she kicked harder than his old pistol.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d said Frankie. \u201cYou\u2019re right. This is supposed to be about you. So as I was saying, where ya from?\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDid you come by bus or by car?\u201d Sigmund asked, setting down his candle and picking up his cloth-bound journal. \u201cBy train? By cargo plane perhaps?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The vampire looked from Frankie to Sigmund and back again. Then he reached out and grabbed Frankie by the shoulders, and threw her over three rows of graves. She landed in the grass, but not before bouncing off the headstone of one Michael Truman, 1958\u20132021.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOw,\u201d she groaned. \u201cWhy don\u2019t they make headstones softer?\u201d \u201cPadded headstones,\u201d said Hailey. \u201cDefinitely something to consider. Watch out on your right!\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The vampire pulled her up by the arm and she tried to smile as she looked into his fangy face, buying herself a moment to remember their next survey question. But before it came to her, he backhanded her across the jaw and sent her sailing. At least this time she missed the graves when she landed. The vamp leapt on her again and she thought she heard him mutter something about a little lady with no manners before she rolled backward and drove her heels into his chin, throwing him in a backward flip. He got up with a snarl\u2014much less gracefully this time\u2014and just as she was about to jump in with a fast kick-punch-spinning kick combination that Spike had demonstrated on her last week, the vampire was tackled by a blur of muscle and Sunnydale Razorbacks letter jacket. \u201cDammit, Jake!\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI got him!\u201d Jake cried, as the vampire twisted free. \u201cEr, I don\u2019t got him. But I\u2019ll get him!\u201d He threw a punch. The vampire ducked it, and sniffed.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou smell like a werewolf,\u201d he said. \u201cWhat are you doing, fighting with these people?\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWerewolves are people, too, bro,\u201d Jake replied, and landed his punch this time, sending the vampire reeling.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cJake,\u201d Sigmund called. \u201cThe census!\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh right.\u201d Jake turned back to the vamp. \u201cSo, where\u2019s that accent from? El Paso?\u201d The vampire sprang, and Jake went down underneath the weight. \u201cHe\u2019s surprisingly strong,\u201d Jake groaned. \u201cSo he must be old . . . I\u2019d say at least fifty, maybe over a hundred!\u201d Sigmund jotted it down in his notebook just as Frankie drove her stake through the vampire\u2019s back, and into the heart. He reared up in surprise and she had just enough time to gaze at the cactus-leather belt longingly before he, and it, exploded in a cloud of dust.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSorry,\u201d she said as Jake coughed through the cloud. \u201cI just, saw my opening.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHe didn\u2019t seem the talkative type anyway,\u201d said Hailey. \u201cI doubt you would have gotten much info even if you\u2019d parried for an hour.\u201d She prodded Sigmund fondly in the chest. \u201cSo much for tonight\u2019s entry in the Sunnydale Vampire Census.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cPerhaps this is a waste of time.\u201d Sigmund adjusted his glasses on his nose, and even though he insisted that he had no demon powers from the Sage demon side of his family tree, Frankie thought she heard a snarl behind his sigh.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo way, babe, this is a really good idea.\u201d Hailey slipped her arm around his shoulder. \u201cGathering data on where the demons are coming from will be totally useful in determining the reach of the hellmouth.\u201d They\u2019d started tracking demons at the first of the year, and so far, the farthest came from western Montana. Most were coming up from LA and Las Vegas. Nothing really from the Midwest, which had made Sigmund postulate that perhaps the hellmouth in Sunnydale was respecting the territory of the hellmouth in Ohio, though Frankie couldn\u2019t imagine that hell mouths had a code of ethics.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Frankie wiped the point of her stake clean against the leg of her jeans and tucked it into the pocket of her hooded sweatshirt. \u201cWell, he definitely had an accent. And I think I heard him call me, \u2018little lady\u2019.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat a condescending pig,\u201d Hailey joked. \u201cBut no seriously, what a condescending pig.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI really wish I could\u2019ve gotten that cactus belt. I mean, how cool is that? Plant belts.\u201d She eyed Hailey\u2019s black studded choker. Maybe she could get her a cactus-leather choker for her birthday! If Hailey ever told her when her birthday was. Getting personal details from Hailey was like pulling teeth sometimes.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI was trying to hold him up so you could steal it,\u201d said Jake. \u201cSorry.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s okay.\u201d Frankie clapped a bit of vampire dust off the chest of his jacket and he smiled. He was tired though, she could tell; he\u2019d met up with them in the cemetery after lacrosse practice. And he was rusty: more lacrosse practice meant fewer patrols and less training. They hadn\u2019t seen much of him since the start of February, when the season started. He might be scarce until at least May, longer if they made the playoffs, which was highly unlikely given their badness. Frankie had never been so grateful for the Sunnydale Razorback\u2019s lack of sports ability. She missed Jake. She needed him around.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cCan we go home now?\u201d Jake asked, yawning. \u201cI have an early captain\u2019s meeting before school.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd you have an early Scooby meeting after that,\u201d said Frankie. Jake groaned. \u201cCan we move it to our free period? Isn\u2019t that why your mom mojoed our schedules to match?\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cFine, whiner, I\u2019ll text Spike.\u201d Hailey slipped her arm through Sigmund\u2019s and kissed him on the cheek. \u201cI\u2019m so glad you decided not to go out for lacrosse. At least one of our demons has his priori ties straight.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sigmund smiled happily. \u201cJake has to have a sports-slay balance. He did warn us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI did.\u201d Jake gave Sigmund a nod, like he was touched that Sigmund remembered.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWell, what should we mark this vampire down as?\u201d Sigmund asked. He reopened his journal. \u201cIf we had to guess. Even a region, might be helpful.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cArizona,\u201d Hailey said after a moment of contemplation. \u201cTombstone, Arizona.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThat\u2019s a pretty specific guess,\u201d said Sigmund, writing it down. \u201cWell, he just seemed like such a cowboy. And in that black suit? Like a gentleman cowboy. Like Doc Holliday.\u201d Her eyes widened. \u201cYou don\u2019t think he WAS Doc Holliday?\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI hope not,\u201d Frankie said as she led them out of the cemetery. \u201cIf he was, he was too easy to take down.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sigmund chuckled, and she tugged down the edge of his notepad to read what he had written:&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>February 9-the night Frankie the vampire slayer slayed Doc Holliday.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSigmund,\u201d she mock-scolded. \u201cYou know that\u2019s how rumors get started.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But Hailey only laughed. \u201cYou mean that\u2019s how <em>legends <\/em>get started.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"850\" height=\"50\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-21084\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers.png 850w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers-300x18.png 300w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers-768x45.png 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"200\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/About-the-Author-Winter-2022.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-21106\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/About-the-Author-Winter-2022.png 1024w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/About-the-Author-Winter-2022-300x59.png 300w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/About-the-Author-Winter-2022-768x150.png 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n<div class=\"ubb-about-author\"><h3>About Kendare Blake<\/h3><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/kendare-blake-350x350.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"alignleft ubb-about-author-photo\"><p>Kendare Blake is the New York Times bestselling author of several novels and short stories. Her work is sort of dark, always violent, and features passages describing food from when she writes while hungry. She was born in July in Seoul, South Korea, but doesn\u2019t speak a lick of Korean, as she was packed off at a very early age to her adoptive parents in the United States. That might be just an excuse, though, as she is pretty bad at learning foreign languages. She lives and writes in Gig Harbor, Washington, with her husband, their cat son Tyrion Cattister, red Doberman dog son Obi-Dog Kenobi, rottie mix dog daughter Agent Scully, and naked Sphynx cat son Armpit McGee.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ubb-author-links\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.kendareblake.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Website<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/KendareBlake\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Twitter<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/kendare.blake\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Facebook<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/author\/show\/4086715.Kendare_Blake\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Goodreads<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3pCWjDC\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Amazon<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/kendareblake\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Instagram<\/a><\/p><\/div>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"850\" height=\"50\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-21084\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers.png 850w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers-300x18.png 300w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers-768x45.png 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"200\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/Follow-the-Blog-Tour-Winter-2022.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-21107\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/Follow-the-Blog-Tour-Winter-2022.png 1024w, 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Addiction<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>1\/26\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/lisalovesliterature.bookblog.io\/\">Lisa Loves Literature<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>1\/27\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/jessica-agreatread.blogspot.com\/\">a GREAT read<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>1\/28\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/bookswithachance.com\/\">Books With A Chance of Traveling<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Week Two<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table\"><table><tbody><tr><td>1\/29\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.jazzybookreviews.com\/\">A Dream Within A Dream<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>1\/30\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/thegirlwhoreadsdotcom.wordpress.com\/\">The Girl Who Reads<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>1\/31\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/ohyouread\/\">Ohyouread<\/a><\/td><td>IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/1\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/insatiablereaders.blogspot.com\/\">Satisfaction for Insatiable Readers&nbsp;<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/2\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/pluvioreads.blogspot.com\/\">pluvioreads<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/3\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.tiktok.com\/@wanderingwitchreads\">Wanderingwitchreads<\/a><\/td><td>TikTok Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/4\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/ablueboxfullofbooks\/\">A Blue Box Full of Books<\/a><\/td><td>IG Review\/LFL Drop Pic<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Week Three<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table\"><table><tbody><tr><td>2\/5\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/popthebutterfly.wordpress.com\/\">popthebutterfly<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/6\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/www.instagram.com\/novel.novice\">@novel.novice<\/a><\/td><td>IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/7\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.elisquared.com\/\">Eli to the nth&nbsp;<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/8\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/www.instagram.com\/amysbookshelf82\">@amysbookshelf82<\/a><\/td><td>IG Review<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/9\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/froggyreadteach\/\">@froggyreadteach<\/a><\/td><td>IG Review<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/10\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/profile.php?id=100070951805322\">Emily Ashlyn<\/a><\/td><td>IG Review\/Facebook Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/11\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/abookishdreamblog.wordpress.com\/\">A Bookish Dream<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Week Four<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table\"><table><tbody><tr><td>2\/12\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/instagram.com\/travelersguidetobooks?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=\">travelersguidetobooks&nbsp;<\/a><\/td><td>IG Review<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/13\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/bookbriefs.net\/\">Book Briefs<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/14\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/readerofthewrittenword\">@readerofthewrittenword&nbsp;<\/a><\/td><td>IG Review<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/15\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/thebookishfoxwitch\/\">@thebookishfoxwitch<\/a><\/td><td>IG Review<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/16\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/drew_ambitious_reading\/\">@drew_ambitious_reading<\/a><\/td><td>IG Review\/TikTok Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>2\/17\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.tiktok.com\/@fallbetweenthepages\">Fall Between the Pages&nbsp;<\/a><\/td><td>IG Review\/TikTok Post<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"850\" height=\"50\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-21084\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers.png 850w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers-300x18.png 300w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers-768x45.png 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"200\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/Enter-the-Giveaway-Winter-2022.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-21188\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/Enter-the-Giveaway-Winter-2022.png 1024w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/Enter-the-Giveaway-Winter-2022-300x59.png 300w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/Enter-the-Giveaway-Winter-2022-768x150.png 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.rafflecopter.com\/rafl\/display\/e2389ba21607\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">Enter here for a chance to win a print copy of <em>ONE GIRL IN ALL THE WORLD<\/em> by Kendare Blake<\/a><a rel=\"noreferrer noopener\" href=\"http:\/\/www.rafflecopter.com\/rafl\/display\/e2389ba21602\/\" target=\"_blank\">!<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\"><strong>(US Only)<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"850\" height=\"50\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-21084\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers.png 850w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers-300x18.png 300w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/December-2022-Dividers-768x45.png 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"200\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/Questions-for-You-Winter-2022-2.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-21113\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/Questions-for-You-Winter-2022-2.png 1024w, 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Have you added it to your tbr yet? Let me know in the comments and have a splendiferous day!<\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"512\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/Winter-2022-Kait-Plus-Books-Signature-1024x512.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-21090\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/Winter-2022-Kait-Plus-Books-Signature-1024x512.png 1024w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/Winter-2022-Kait-Plus-Books-Signature-300x150.png 300w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/Winter-2022-Kait-Plus-Books-Signature-768x384.png 768w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/Winter-2022-Kait-Plus-Books-Signature.png 1200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Happy Friday and welcome to my stop on the blog tour for ONE GIRL IN ALL THE WORLD by Kendare Blake! I&#8217;m so excited because today I have an excerpt of the book to share with you! 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