Sade on the Wall by Kaylene Campbell

Post originally published on August 11, 2015

About the book: Save her friendship, or save her best friend . . .

Sade and Jackie have been best friends since they were little, but a dangerous habit may drive a rift between them forever. When Sade finds out that Jackie has been attending raves, she doesn’t think it’s a big deal—until she discovers that Jackie has an even bigger secret.

Sade soon finds herself lying to the people she loves most in order to cover for Jackie. Caught in Jackie’s web of self-destruction, she tries to do her best to honor the best friends code of secrecy. As things spin more and more out of control, though, Sade realizes there is only one thing she can do to save Jackie.

Sade on the Wall is a poignant, raw coming of age story filled with suspense, tough choices, and heartache. Delving deep into the world of teen drug addiction, it will strike a chord with both teen and adult readers.

About the author: Kaylene Campbell believes in spreading the message of prevailing hope, even in the darkest times. She writes suspense novels for teen readers that focus on substance abuse and mental illness. Partially based on experiences from her own life, Sade on the Wall is her first novel.

Kaylene started writing at a young age, but only recently began pursuing her dream of being a full-time author.

Though she has traveled all over New England and the East Coast, Kaylene makes her home in Connecticut with her husband, the mixed media artist Michael Campbell.

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Sade on the Wall is being re-released through Booktrope on September 14th. Sign up for Kaylene Campbell’s email list to get notified as soon as it’s available, and to snag a 5-chapter preview!

— What we’ve been waiting for —

Here is the cover, designed by the talented Yosbe Calma of Yosbe Design.


 Excerpt: Sometime later, I woke up. The room tilted and reeled. Moaning, I rolled onto my side. I had left my bedroom light on to read some of Shel Silverstein’s Where the Sidewalk Ends, but one of my moms must have turned it off. They had even saved my place among the well-worn pages. Though it was a kid’s book, I read it whenever I needed some extra comfort. Staring at my nightstand through bleary eyes, though, the last thing I wanted to do was read. I couldn’t remember falling asleep, but I could remember the dozens of red cups of beer that I’d knocked back.

I wondered, suddenly, if Jackie was okay. Maybe I watched too much TV, but she hadn’t looked too good when we dropped her off. She could have alcohol poisoning or, even worse, someone could have slipped her something dangerous. I reached for my cell phone on my nightstand to text her, then remembered. Right, I thought. I’m grounded.

I hated the idea of waiting until the morning to find out what happened to her and, if she was okay, what she had been doing when Mommy found her.

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This looks gorgeous! Thank you so much for putting this together! ~Kaylene Campbell


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