Ebook Tour: Welcome to Shellie Neumeier, author of DRIVEN, a paranormal tale of good vs. evil

Today I welcome Shellie Neumeier, author of DRIVEN... Find the good inside....

Now for something a bit different - paranormal with a twist. It's good vs. evil... and I gotta say I love how Shellie describes her character, Robyn, in the line I'm stealing from the interview below: You take all the hits, all the trials and still your inner strength and faith shines through. Sounds like someone worth knowing...

About the Book:
Robyn can’t help but notice the handsome new guy at her school. She ignores, however, the arrival of another being at Brookfield Central High School—a demon assigned to destroy her…

Robyn loves her friends, enjoys her youth group, and looks forward to meeting cute Caleb Montague. But when a caustic news reporter challenges her school’s prayer team, Robyn must choose: defend their right to meet on campus and pray for whomever they wish or back down at the principal’s request.

Now she must learn what God wants her to do. And she had better learn fast, because there’s a supernatural enemy in town whose sole mission is to stop her—no matter the cost. (And don't forget to read the excerpt at the end!)

And now a word from the author... Oh wait. I guess Robyn Stanley, the main character in DRIVEN wants to say something....Let's see what she and Shellie are talking about....

Robyn: So why me? Why write about my life?

Shellie: You seemed like a good kid to write about, especially since you’re always getting into trouble.

Robyn: Am not.

Shellie: Are to. Have you read the book?

Robyn: **blushes** It’s on my Goodreads shelf.

Shellie: Seriously? I gave you a copy eight months ago and you haven’t read it yet?

Robyn: Hey, who are you, my mom?

Shellie: **raises hands** Okay, okay. Let’s get back to the interview. What’s your next question?

Robyn: I don’t know if I want to continue.

Shellie: I could always write your sequel…

Robyn: Fine! What’s your favorite ice cream flavor?

Shellie: **arches eyebrows** Favorite ice cream flavor?

Robyn: Yup.

Shellie: Your English teacher wants to know my taste in dairy treats?

Robyn: My Advanced Composition teacher doesn’t really read these papers; she just counts the pages and reads the first paragraph. I want to know your favorite flavor.

Shellie: Really? Why?

Robyn: Just tell me the flavor. Geesh you’d think I was asking for national secrets or something.

Shellie: **snickers** Vanilla.

Robyn: Well that’s boring.

Shellie: Gee. Thanks. Actually vanilla rocks when you put chocolate syrup, sprinkles, chocolate chips, and whipped cream on top. Next question, please.

Robyn: Hmm. **thumbs down her spiral notebook** Why’d you stick a demon in my story and why’d you make him target me for destruction? Kinda uncool, I’m just saying.

Shellie: **grins** Robyn, if anyone can handle a destructive demon, it’s you. You’re strong-willed, determined, DRIVEN—

Robyn: Nice marketing.

Shellie: You liked that?

Robyn: Just finish the question.

Shellie: Okay, sorry. Sebastian, the demon, may spend over two hundred pages trying to bring you down, but you spend the same two hundred pages figuring out who you are and how you can triumph over public humiliation, loneliness, dueling crushes, serious friend issues—

Robyn: Wow.

Shellie: Yeah, wow. Look, I wrote your story cause it’s a lot like my favorite ice cream.

Robyn: Vanilla? Plain, old vanilla? Gee, thanks.

Shellie: Hey, don’t knock vanilla. Vanilla ice cream takes on all the other flavors and toppings and makes them better. That’s you. You take all the hits, all the trials and still your inner strength and faith shines through. That’s better than any hot fudge sundae, if you ask me.

Robyn: Well, I couldn’t have done it without God. I have my favorite verse posted on my bathroom mirror, you know. 1 Chronicles 16:11 “Look to the LORD and his strength; seek his face always.” I’m glad I’ve got God on my side. I can’t imagine how messed I’d be without Him.

Shellie: True. Some of those nuts have sharp edges. Get it, sundae…nuts **grins, sheepishly**

Robyn: Very funny. Hey, thinking what I’m thinking?

Shellie: Ice cream?

Robyn: Oh yeah.

** Get DRIVEN on Kindle: click cover:

*Check out DRIVEN on Facebook. - ** See the book trailer.

** Excerpt from DRIVEN:
From a comfortable height above the trees, Sebastian circled the abandoned paper mill, drinking in the atmosphere of dereliction and decay surrounding the property. This place has more character than most of the humans I know. Half broken windows winked like the evil eyes of wayward souls, while snow drifts gathered in the corners. The wind toyed with the snow, whipping trails that could chill his feet and ankles. If he had feet and ankles, that is.

Slipping through a second-story window, Sebastian watched a rat scurry across the dusty floor in a dash for the shadows. Like an angry cloud—black as asphalt, thick as cigar smoke—Sebastian floated after the rodent, watching with mild interest as it raced for another shadow and nearly collided with an old tom cat whose eyes glowed bright with hunger. The tom sprang, but Sebastian turned away. He didn’t have time for these cat and mouse games today, no matter how much he enjoyed them. He had bigger game to consider, and as he moved over the room, he thought about the girl he’d come to destroy.

Sebastian peered through the panel of small rectangular windows overlooking the town of Brookfield, fifty in all, though most were broken, and he yawned as he watched the town stretch with morning life. Humans filtered in and out of the corner diner, scampered about in their shiny cars, and huddled against the wind in mindless oblivion. Sebastian’s mouth curled into a sneer.

** Shellie, thanks for stopping by and sharing your book with us!

**NEXT on YA Ebook Tour: Pembroke Sinclair, "Life After the Undead"