Wednesday, December 4, 2019

Amazon says YEAH, BUT I DIDN'T is a Hot New Release!

Wow! I kinda like that post title - my little novel is #7 on their Hot New Releases list. I can totally get on board with that.

I'm liking these early reviews, too. And to celebrate, head over to my other website and sign up for my Reader's List if you'd like a chance to win a hardcover copy, or if you just want to keep up with me. I've got two more new releases on the horizon. 

K.C. Finn 
Review Rating: 5 Stars 

Yeah, But I Didn’t is a work of teen fiction in the drama and coming of age genres, and was penned by author Ann Swann. Written with a mild caution for scenes of violence and an attempted sexual assault, the central plot focuses on the harrowing experiences of fourteen-year-old Benji Stevens. Falling into circumstances of emotional and physical trauma, a heart-breaking betrayal and a loss of faith in life, love, herself and everyone around her, it will take a real miracle for her to rise up again and be happy.

Author Ann Swann delivers a harrowing emotional tale that offers messages of hope and renewal of spirit despite some of the darkest times that life can throw at us. Suitable for teens and adults alike, one of the most accomplished things about the novel is how authentic teenage Benji is in her thoughts, weaknesses, actions, but also in her strength and growth later on. This is a highly realistic portrayal of the devastating effects that dark interventions can have on young, fragile minds, but also an admiration of the strength and power of regrowth that young people can have too. Overall, it sends a strong, hopeful message through highly relatable characters and a well-constructed narrative of support from all around. Yeah, But I Didn’t is an emotionally compelling and genuinely helpful work of fiction to create talking points for teens and adults everywhere.

Friday, November 15, 2019

Yeah, But I Didn't - Cover Reveal

Ta-dah! Here is the amazing Wordcrafts cover for my new semi-autobiographical novel, Yeah, But I Didn't. Comment below to be entered into a special giveaway. The book will be available beginning November 20, 2019 at all major retail outlets.

Tuesday, October 29, 2019

HUSH ~ Romantic Suspense by Leanna Sain ~ Preorder Now!

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Hush – by Leanna Sain

She dreams a murder before it happens.
A young woman is strangled while her killer sings the words from the lullaby “Hush, Little Baby.”
Lacey Campbell’s life is full, but not idyllic. As head chef for a chic restaurant and primary caregiver to a mother with Alzheimer’s, she doesn’t have time for the nightmare and at first she tries to deny it. But the next day, she discovers it’s a disturbing reality. When she dreams the second heinous murder she knows it’s time to tell the police.
Detective Ford Jamison is called back to the little coastal town to help with the case and soon notices an alarming trend: the killer is using the lullaby as a “blueprint” to target women who resemble Lacey. This doesn’t slow the killings and now Lacey is afraid to fall asleep at night because the next face she sees in her dream might be her own.
As a hurricane churns ever closer to the little coastal town, danger and suspicion spin out of control. Time is running out. Can they stop the killer before the last verse of the lullaby?


“Shhh. Don’t worry. No one will bother us here,” he soothed the young woman as he settled her on the porch swing, propping her up with a pillow. “We have all the privacy we’ll need. The shop is closed.”

Terrified dark eyes welled with tears above immobile lips, sending a silent plea, begging him in the only way she could.

He smiled tenderly, and smoothed the tears away with a gloved hand before spreading her dark curls out like a fan over her shoulders, adjusting individual tendrils so they lay just right. “Your hair is one of the reasons I chose you. You have to look the part, you know.” 
“I’m sorry it has to end like this. I really like you, I do, but your role is just a minor one in this play.” He shook his head sadly. “Minor, but important. It sets the stage for the rest of the performance. It’s not your fault, and it’s not personal. It’s just the way it is. There,” he leaned back and cocked his head to the side, surveying his handiwork. “Perfect.” 
Thick foliage of a nearby maple tree kept them mostly in the shadows, but flickering illumination from the corner streetlight spotlighted her face, just like he’d planned, strobing through fluttering leaves, silvering the wet paths tracking down each of her cheeks. He’d arranged her pale limbs into the position he desired, like a life-sized Barbie doll: bendable, pliant. Presentation was everything. 
“Hush, little baby. Don’t say a word,” he whisper-sang under his breath, staring into the frantic gaze below him, eyes that were wide with the silent scream her lips couldn’t muster. His finger stroked along the side of her head, down her long pale neck to the edge of her blouse, arranging the collar just so. “Mama’s going to buy you a mockingbird.” He closed his eyes, concentrating on the feeling of his fingers closing around the warm malleable neck, tight, tighter. He continued humming the sing-song tune while his fingers squeezed deep into flesh, bruising, crushing, feeling the rapid throb of pulse grow fainter and fainter, until it stopped altogether. 
When there was nothing left, he blended into the darkness like another shadow. 
Author bio:
Leanna Sain earned her BA from the University of South Carolina, before moving back to the mountains of  NC. Her Southern suspense or “GRIT-lit,” showcases her plot-driven method that successfully rolls elements of best-selling authors Mary Kay Andrews, Nicholas Sparks, and Jan Karon all together, making it her own. She loves leading discussion groups and book clubs. For more information or to contact her, visit:



Website and blog:

Why I wrote this book:
The idea of a serial killer using the verses of the lullaby, “Hush, Little Baby” as a blueprint for his murders had been banging around in my brain for a while, but it wasn’t until my mother moved into the final stages of Alzheimer’s that I actually started writing it. Watching Mama struggle caused me a lot of pain, anger, confusion and frustration. I needed a way to funnel those emotions. I decided to make my main character’s mother have Alzheimer’s so that we could travel this road together. It was a sort of therapy and it really helped. I was able to weave some of the things my mother said and did right into the story. When Mama died a little over a year ago, I decided that I’d donate my royalties to Alzheimer’s research to honor her. Hopefully, someday soon, they’ll find a cure for this horrible disease so that other families won’t have to go through what mine did.

Wednesday, October 2, 2019

COPPER LAKE on sale 99¢

 That's right, COPPER LAKE, the 3rd entry into the Stutter Creek companion series is on sale for only 99¢ for the month of BOOKTOBER! Grab your ebook now. And don't forget to leave the light on ...

Kendra stepped onto the porch and pushed her way inside the empty house. The silence enveloped her as surely as if cotton wool had been stuffed into her ears. 

“What’s the matter with your face?” she grinned. “You look like you tangled with a wildcat.” She aimed at his groin and pulled the trigger. 

There were times I wanted to scream or run and hide somewhere as the book delivered graphic details of the found bodies. I felt like I was reading a Stephen King novel that makes you jump at every noise. The author has done an amazing job of writing a story that clearly will have you on the edge of your seat. I have not read a book this well defined in horror in quite some time. The serial killer is diabolical and quite possibly the scariest character I have ever read. "I reviewed this for Lone Star Book Blogs"

Friday, February 9, 2018

Saturday, February 3, 2018


The winner of THE REMAINS IN THE POND is Kaitlyn Lin! 

So the book will be in the mail soon, Kaitlyn. I hope you enjoy it.
And for all of you who have read a good book recently (including any of mine), remember the meme ... reviews are always needed!

Thursday, January 4, 2018

New Year, New Page - Book Giveaway

2018 - New Year, New Page . . . what will you write on yours?
Leave a comment telling me how you will write the next page of your life and you will be entered into a drawing for the Ann Swann paperback book of your choice.
(Don't forget to leave your email address so I can contact you when you win!)
Contest ends January 31st

Saturday, December 23, 2017

Winners Revealed

The winner of the random drawing for the paperback copy of The Remains in the Pond  (here on my blog) is Rochelle Jackson! Congrats, Rochelle, your book is in the mail.

The winner of the paperback copy of The Remains in the Pond (Goodreads giveaway) is Hope Burton! Congrats to Hope -  your book is also in the mail.

Many thanks to the 950 folks who entered the combined giveaways. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all.

Excerpt from the novel:

A branch cracked, a shadow moved, and panic slid between my ribs like a blade.

       She stared into my headlights, one hand shielding her eyes like a sailor looking for land, and then, like a flash, she ran straight at me. Straight toward my little Honda with the window rolled down. Her hair flew out behind her and it was all so surreal that for a moment, I simply sat there, paralyzed. Then she raised her right hand above her head. In her grip, I caught a glimpse of silver.

Wednesday, November 15, 2017


Random drawing for one signed copy of my new Romantic/Suspense 
Simply leave a comment with your email address
Winner will be drawn December 20th by

I didn’t see Matt anywhere. There weren’t any vehicles in the gravel lot. I parked but didn’t roll down the windows. Something felt wrong. The night began to feel as opaque as the murky water. If Matt wanted to see me, where was he?
            Backing up, I shined my headlights a different direction, then I made a small tight circle and lit up the entire parking area a little at a time. Low mesquites and spindly live oaks bordered one side of the lot. It was the sort of foliage that loved a little water now and then but thrived just as well without it. I saw neither Matt nor Rose.
            After a few minutes, I pulled out of the lot and circled the pond as far as I could go. The gravel road didn’t loop around the entire thing, only about three quarters of the way, and then you were forced to turn around in the only remaining wide spot unless you wanted to get out and have a picnic beneath the single stand of oaks tall enough to give good shade.
            Of course I didn’t need any shade now. And I really didn’t want to get out of the car. This seemed too weird. I put the car in reverse and executed a careful turnaround. When my headlights picked out the figure at the edge of the water, I inhaled sharply. It was not what I expected to find.
            I rolled down my window. “Rose?” I called. “Is that you?”
            A branch cracked, a shadow moved, and panic slid between my ribs like a blade.  The figure turned toward my headlights, definitely female. She wore her long hair lose and flowing. Under the moonlight, I couldn’t be certain if the woman’s hair was red or light brown.
            “What are you doing here?” No answer. “Where’s Matt?” I tried to keep my voice steady, to show her I wasn’t afraid. I put the car in PARK and opened my door tentatively, putting one foot on the ground.

            She stared into my headlights, one hand shielding her eyes like a sailor looking for land, and then, like a flash, she ran straight at me. Straight toward my little Honda with the window rolled down. Her hair flew out behind her and it was all so surreal that for a moment, I simply sat there, paralyzed. Then she raised her right hand above her head. In her grip, I caught a glimpse of silver.


Saturday, October 28, 2017


Ready for Preorder
Expected Release date November 13th 
Just in time for Christmas!

Senior prom is the happiest night of Gabi’s life. Her crush has just revealed that he is every bit as infatuated with her as she is with him. When he has a car wreck and is transported to the hospital in a coma, Gabi feels as if she’s taken a knife to the heart. But his jealous cousin, Rose, sees her chance to give the knife an even harder twist. She convinces Gabi to meet her at a local parking spot outside town. It's a night that will change several lives forever. One of the girls will return, and one will become known as the remains in the pond.