Dawn’s Early Light Cover Reveal

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Dawn’s Early Light

Ministry of Peculiar Occurrences Book Three

Pip Ballantine and Tee Morris

Working for the Ministry of Peculiar Occurrences, one sees innumerable technological wonders. But even veteran agents Braun and Books are unprepared for what the electrifying future holds…
 
After being ignominiously shipped out of England following their participation in the Janus affair, Braun and Books are ready to prove their worth as agents. But what starts as a simple mission in the States—intended to keep them out of trouble—suddenly turns into a scandalous and convoluted case that has connections reaching as far as Her Majesty the Queen.
 
Even with the help of two American agents from the Office of the Supernatural and the Metaphysical, Braun and Books have their work cut out for them as their chief suspect in a rash of nautical and aerial disasters is none other than Thomas Edison. Between the fantastic electric machines of Edison, the eccentricities of MoPO consultant Nikola Tesla, and the mysterious machinations of a new threat known only as the Maestro, they may find themselves in far worse danger than they ever have been in before…

About the Authors:

Philippa (Pip) Ballantine

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Born in Wellington, New Zealand, Philippa has always had her head in a book. For this she blames her father who thought Lord of the Rings was suitable bedtime reading for an eight year old. At the age of thirteen she began writing fantasy stories for herself.

She first earned a Bachelor of Arts in English Literature and Political Science and then a Bachelor of Applied Science in Library and Information Science. So soon enough she found herself working in the magical world of libraries where she stayed for over a decade

Her first professional sale was in 1997, and since then she has gone on to produce mostly novel length fiction. In 2006 she became New Zealand’s first podcast novelist, and she has voiced and produced Weaver’s Web, Chasing the Bard, Weather Child and Digital Magic as podiobooks. Her podcasts have been short listed for the Parsec Awards, and won a Sir Julius Vogel award.

Philippa is the author of the Books of the Order series with Ace- Geist and Spectyr and Wrayth out now, and Harbinger to follow. She is also the co-author of the Ministry of Peculiar Occurrences series with Tee Morris. Phoenix Rising debuted in May 2011 and The Janus Affair came out in May 2012. She also has the Shifted World series with Pyr Books, with the first book Hunter and Fox out now.

When not writing or podcasting, Philippa loves reading, gardening, and whenever possible traveling. With her husband, Tee and her daughter, she is looked after by a mighty clowder of three cats.

Tee Morris

Tee

Tee Morris began his writing career with his 2002 historical epic fantasy, MOREVI The Chronicles of Rafe & Askana. In 2005 Tee took MOREVI into the then-unknown podosphere, making his novel the first book podcast in its entirety.

That experience led to the founding of Podiobooks.com and collaborating with Evo Terra and Chuck Tomasi on Podcasting for Dummies and its follow-up, Expert Podcasting Practices for Dummies.

He won acclaim and accolades for his cross-genre fantasy-detective Billibub Baddings Mysteries, the podcast of The Case of the Singing Swordwinning him the 2008 Parsec Award for Best Audio Drama. Along with those titles, Tee has written articles and short stories for BenBella Books’s Farscape Forever: Sex, Drugs, and Killer Muppets, the podcast anthology VOICES: New Media Fiction, BenBella Books’ So Say We All: Collected Thoughts and Opinions of Battlestar Galactica, and Dragon Moon Press’ Podthology: The Pod Complex.

Tee bought all these skills to the award-winning Ministry of Peculiar Occurrences series which he wrote with his wife, Pip Ballantine. When he is not writing, Tee enjoys life in Virginia alongside Philippa Ballantine, his daughter, and three cats.

Kickstarter Info 

Right now Pip and Tee are also running a Kickstarter for a brand new anthology and a roleplaying game set in the world of the Ministry of Peculiar Occurrences. Check out the project here http://bit.ly/ministry-initiative 

And here’s a video you can embed to go with it.  http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1034531507/the-ministry-initiative-steampunk-role-playing-and/widget/video.html

So what do you guys think? Are you ready to read this one! I think it sounds fantastic and I cannot wait!! 🙂 Happy reading and later gators! 

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Storm Force is Officially Fully Published!

I am back again!Yep, it’s officially out as a fuel book. If you were one of those waiting, you missed the original sale price, but no worries, it’s still only $3.99 for a short while, but it’s all complete.  No more waiting, and no more cliff hangers mid book 🙂 For the newbies-if you hadn’t heard, one of my favorite stalkees has this really cool thing going on! She took a spin off of her totally cool Penton Legacy trilogy and is doing a mini series type thing for books! I totally think this is just fantastic ! 🙂 It’s like watching a tv series but in book form. Now let me show you 🙂 

Storm Force (Omega Force, #1)

Storm Force
Omega Force Serial
Susannah Sandlin

Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Date of Publication: March 19, 2013, in serial form for Kindle; July 9, 2013, in print, digital, and audio.
ISBN: 978-1477807576
ASIN: B00BI0M8OM
Word Count: approx. 90,000

AMAZON

BookDescription:
As leader of the elite counter-terrorism team Omega Force, former army ranger Jack “Kell” Kellison is always focused on getting the job done. So when a Houston high-rise is bombed and the governor killed or missing, Kell’s mission is clear: infiltrate the group suspected of the bombing and neutralize the threat by any means necessary.

But once Kell meets beautiful chief suspect Mori Chastaine, he realizes there’s more to this case than meets the eye. And more to Mori than any man—any human man—could imagine.

Mori Chastaine is running out of options. Suspected for a crime she didn’t commit, forced into a marriage she doesn’t want, she sees no escape—until Kell walks through her door. A lifetime hiding her true nature warns her Kell might not be who he seems. But he could be the only one able to help save more innocent humans from becoming pawns in an ancient paranormal power play. If Mori reveals her secret, will Kell join her fight? Or will she become his next target?

My 5 PAW Review is HERE

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About the Author:

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Susannah Sandlin is the author of paranormal romance set in the Deep South, where there are always things that go bump in the night. A journalist by day, Susannah grew up in Alabama reading the gothic novels of Susan Howatch and the horror fantasy of Stephen King. (Um…it is fantasy, right?) The combination of Howatch and King
probably explains a lot. Currently a resident of Auburn, Alabama, Susannah has also lived in Illinois, Texas, California, and Louisiana.

Website: http://www.susannahsandlin.com

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/susannahsandlin

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/susannahsandlin

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5828129.Susannah_Sandlin

Indie Bound: http://www.indiebound.org/book/9781612183541

I hope you guys are as pumped up as me! As Always, thanks to Ms Susannah who is just made of awesome 🙂 and Ms Roxanne at Bewitching Book Tours who let me beg for a ton of stops for this tour! 😉 Happy Reading everyone! Later Gators!!

Happy Almost Release Day to Call of the Jersey Devil

I am really excited about tomorrow’s upcoming release on May 28, so I wanted to give you guys a little bit of goodies! I’ve been dying to show you guys how cool the author is!! So, now for my review and author interview! 🙂 

Call of the Jersey Devil

*click on the cover to check out the goodreads page*

Call of the Jersey Devil 
by Aurelio Voltaire
978-1-939392-00-8 
Release Date: May 28, 2013

Five suburban mall rats and a washed up Goth singer find themselves stranded in the Pine Barrens of New Jersey where they discover two horrifying truths: The Jersey Devil, hellspawn of folklore and legend, is real; and New Jersey (as many already suspected) is the gateway to Hell.

With the help of one lone witch, this small group must face off against their deepest fears and the most unholy monsters in a battle where their very souls, the world they live in, and any chance of returning to Hot Topic in one piece is at stake. 

The first novel by musician and horror media personality, Aurelio Voltaire, Call of the Jersey Devil is a hilarious and terrifying homage to 80s horror and genre films. Like a mad doctor, Voltaire has Frankensteined together elements of Evil Dead, The Breakfast Club, Poltergeist,and This is Spinal Tap to create a creature feature that will have you laughing out loud when you’re not glancing nervously over your shoulder.

Link:  AMAZON

 

My Review:

I was so not thinking this book was going to turn out the way it did. HEH, you know, when you sometimes have expectations, you are slightly blown away when it’s not that, but better. I had that here. There are so many great things about this book, and I will have to say, one of my favorite parts is the fact that everything was so easily believable. I could literally picture everything that was happening as it happened. Plus, it’s very detailed, so you never feel like you are missing something from the back story, or why things were happening now. I will say some details make it a little slow, but not boring, and only in the beginning, so PLEASE don’t stop. Plus it’s hilarious. 

The writing is quite fantastic. It’s very different and unique, and I happen to enjoy that. Plus, I giggled alot, which means you’ve entertained me, which is exactly why I read any book! I am not sure if it’s considered a paranormal horror comedy, but that’s how I shall label it, because there’s each of these. Sometimes you are freaked out, then you can’t help but laugh, then you are thinking “cool…” 

I also love that the feeling of all those horror films when I was a kid. You know you guys all watched the Jason’s and Freddy Krugers, and the likes, and this book feels like those films. Plus I am a huge horror fan. I totally enjoy horror movies… And yes, I am the kid who turns off all the lights, gets popcorn and candy, and piles my dogs around me to watch, just me and the doggies- and only because everyone I know is SUCH A CHICKEN! LOL nobody ever likes a horror movie, except my aunt, so we sometimes watch together. This literally made my day to read the book, and feel like I was watching one of those films 🙂 

I am really hoping that Voltaire comes out with more of these types of books because I am now a fan. I seriously enjoyed this one. The ONLY reason this one doesn’t get the full 5 Paws is that it took a little bit to get all the great action going on, but I am still giving it a 4.5 AWESOMELY HORRIFIC PAWS because it deserves a great rating! I am definitely ready for more! 

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Author Interview:

WELCOME!! First, tell me a little about your book and why you wanted to write this particular story….

V: In short, five mallrats and a washed up Goth singer get stranded in the Pine Barrens of New Jersey where they discover that the Jersey Devil is real and that hell, as most already suspect, is located directly below New Jersey.

I originally wrote this story as a screenplay. After making many short animated films I felt it was time for me to direct a feature film and frankly, when I closed my eyes and thought about it, this was the movie I’d make! It’s funny, it’s scary, it’s irreverent and occasionally a bit bawdy, like many of the genre movies I love from the 80s. It’s all of the things I love. And well, now it’s a novel.. much cheaper than making a feature! But who knows, maybe it will be a film someday.

I JUST LOVE all of those 80s films 🙂 I hope you do still make it into a screen play or movie! I’d so buy it! Do you recall how your interest in writing originated or did you always just know?

V: I don’t exactly think of myself as an author. But I’ve always made up stories. My songs are all stories and my comic books are filled with them. So I don’t know that I ever dreamed of being a writer per se, I’ve just always thought of myself as a storyteller.

I think all musicians are storytellers 🙂 What inspired you to write your first book and what was it?

V: Well, technically, this is my third book. My first two are non-fiction (What is Goth? and Paint it Black: a Guide to Gothic Homemaking”- both by Weiser Books).  This is indeed my first novel and well, as you already know, it’s in essence the film I would love to someday make.

Yes please, to the movie 🙂 Are experiences based on someone you know, or events in your own life?

V: Oh absolutely! I mean, after all, one of the main characters is a washed up Goth singer! LOL! I’m always sure to wink at people and let them know it’s me.  But seriously, growing up in New Jersey, the only things I actually enjoyed were hearing about the Jersey Devil and the people I met like myself who were disenfranchised Goth kids or Rocky Horror Picture Show regulars. Everyone else hated my guts and let me know it on a daily basis. So in essence, I wrote a book about the two things about New Jersey I really understand and love. 

I somehow think all your love now is major payback to all those haters 🙂 How do you chose when/which characters die in your books?

V: Writing this book was a lot like telling myself a story. There really wasn’t a whole lot of planning in the sense of how things unfolded. I basically just started writing and over the course of a few months told myself a story. And now I guess I will be telling that story to you.

Are there any new authors that have grasped your interest?

V: This is the part where I’m lynched. I’m really not a reader. I can probably count all of the books I’ve ever read in my life on both hands. Until recently it was one hand! Yes, I can hear the gasps roaring throughout the interwebs as I say it! I’m a day dreamer. I spend ridiculous amounts of each day thinking, writing, creating songs, comic books, short films, toys… I produce an incredible amount of work, I think. And it’s because I have so many ideas in my head that if I live to be a hundred, I will STILL not bring them all to life. It creates in me a desperation to create continuously instead of doing things like watching television or reading books or playing video games or really any other pastime that involves taking in instead of putting out. So I’m a great producer, but a terrible consumer.

Naw, I am a reviewer but never a writer, so I understand 🙂 If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your book?

V: No, I don’t think so.

Good, I like it as is 🙂 Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?

V: Working with an editor has been an eye opening experience. I sort of naively assumed that I could tell a story the same way I might simply tell it verbally to a handful of people in a bar. However, what I learned through the editing process with my incredible editor, Trisha Wooldridge, is that there are conventions to the way stories are told these days in books. There are ways people are accustomed to reading things, being told things and it differs from the way I speak and even from the way I recall stories being told in some of the older books I’ve read. I also had a hell of a time with past perfect tense! LOL! In short, I guess I was at first aghast that there were rules to writing and that they needed to be followed. It was a tough pill to swallow. But I did it and frankly, I learned more about writing from my editor in a month that I had in twenty years on my own. 

What book are you reading now? Or what genre? My followers love author’s opinions!

V: As you may have suspected by now, I’m not reading any books at the moment. But I am recording an album, writing another novel, writing the script for a feature film, touring the world, planning about six different toy releases for this year and looking for an illustrator for my children’s book.

Jeez, I wouldn’t be reading either if I had your schedule LOL!!!  AND I am very cool with you not reading if you’re writing! Who designed the cover? And do you help with them?

V: I designed the cover. I drew a truly crappy sketch of what I had in mind and then I went out and found someone who illustrates a thousand times better than I do! His name is Michael Komarck and I chose him specifically because he’s a real master of fantasy art. He’s done work for World of Warcraft, Warhammer 40K, Magic the Gathering and many others. He did an amazing job on the cover of this book! My publisher, Kate Kaynak, came up with the idea that the words Jersey Devil should be written on what looked like a New Jersey Turnpike sign. It was really brilliant and really helps to communicate some of the humor in the book which was missing from the fantasy book art cover approach.

It is one of the most EXCELLENT covers! Did you learn anything from writing your books and what was it?

V: Well, I tend to work in a very solitary way. Ever since I stopped animating and directing TV commercials almost twenty years ago now, I haven’t really had a client to have to listen to. I write my own songs, write my own comic books, there really isn’t anyone telling me how to do it. Working with an editor on Call of the Jersey Devil and having people inform me that perhaps a character needed more development or that a particular scene wasn’t entirely clear and needed revising, (or worse, that a section wasn’t really necessary and should be deleted!) while a bit odd for me at first, I feel ended up making this a much better book. So I guess I learned how to play better with others! LOL! Seriously though, Trisha’s and Kate’s input in particular made this a far more enjoyable story in the end.

HA!!! That’s totally awesome! If you could be one of your characters, who would you chose?

V: That’s an easy one! I’d clearly be Villy Bats, a washed-up Goth singer still desperately clinging to what little success he’s had in life! LOL! I know, that sounds awful but when you see him at the end of the book, it might very well seem not so bad after all!

I actually thought a lot about you while reading his character- except I think you’d be a bit… nicer 🙂 Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?

V: I hope you will enjoy my debut novel! If you are a fan of movies like Evil Dead, Ghostbusters, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, The Breakfast Club and This is Spinal Tap, you will probably get a big kick out of it.  However, if the idea of some Goth kids having a battle in a Spencer Gifts store involving a Master Replica lightsaber and a double ended dildo offends you, you are going to HATE THIS BOOK! LOL! 

Thanks for the interview!!! ; )

Voltaire

www.voltaire.net

I am sooooo glad I LOVED this book! 🙂 I think you did FANTASTIC for your debut and I cannot wait for MORE!!! Hopefully soon 🙂 THANK YOU SOOO MUCH for stopping by! 🙂 

 About the Author:

Aurelio Voltaire is a media personality and respected authority on all things Gothic, Horror, Sci-fi, Steampunk and involving “geek” culture. He is often referred to as a modern day renaissance man having achieved success in the fields of animation, music, comics, books and toys.

Voltaire’s career began in the 1980s as a stop-motion animator and director, creating some of the award-winning, classic MTV and SyFy channel station IDs. He worked in television, animating and directing commercials for nearly twenty years when he realized it was time for him to tell his own stories. Finding comic books to be a vastly more economical tool than feature films Voltaire told his first epic tale, “Chi-chian” in comic book form. This dark, Cinderella story set in Manhattan’s future, was published and led to a 14-episode animated web series directed by Voltaire for the SyFy channel’s website. His success in comic books also led to several underground hits including the comic book series Oh My Goth!, Human Suck! and most recently Deady. The latter featured collaborations with some of the biggest names in horror and comics including Neil Gaiman, Clive Barker, James O’Barr, Roman Dirge, Gris Grimly and many others. It also spawned a long list of toys including plush toys for Six Flags, Hot Wheels cars for the Japanese market and over a dozen vinyl toy releases including collaborations with Disney and Skelanimals.

In yet another career swerve, 1995 saw Voltaire take the stage at a New York City club where he launched his music career. His songs are a strange brew of murder ballads, tongue-in-cheek exercises in the macabre with just enough bawdy Star Trek and Star Wars songs to keep convention audiences rolling in the aisles. Many in the mainstream know Voltaire as the writer and performer of the songs Brains! and Land of the Dead from the Cartoon Network show, The Grim Adventures of Billy And Mandy.  Almost constantly on tour, he has played his music around the world and released eleven full length CDs to date.

Voltaire also wrote the popular books What is Goth? and Paint it Black: a Guide to Gothic Homemaking (Weiser Books) and has appeared on numerous television shows and documentaries as an authority on Goth, Horror and Steampunk. Appearances include Fox News, Biography, MTV News, Fearnet, IFC, PBS and others.

When not touring, writing books or designing toys, Voltaire teaches stop-motion animation at the School of Visual arts and continues to make short films. His “Chimerascope” series of stop-motion shorts are perennial film festival favorites. The five shorts have won a combined 31 awards and feature the voice talents of Deborah Harry, Richard Butler, Gerard Way, Gary Numan and Danny Elfman

I am actually going to tell you to GO TO HIS WEBSITE! It’s the coolest thing ever and he has the most interesting life plus much cooler things to say than I do 🙂 GO HERE to check it out! 

The wonderful Spence City is giving me all this coolness so I had to give them a shout out 🙂 

Happy reading everyone 🙂 Later gators! 

Cover Reveal Remember Me by Amaleen Ison

I’ve got a new cover reveal for you by a lovely new Indie author 🙂 

Remember Me

Title: Remember Me

Author: Amaleen Ison

Release Date: TBA

Publisher: Decadent Publishing

Editor: Lea Finley

Cover Artist: Scott Carpenter

Genre: Young Adult

Format: E-book

Cover:

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Blurb: Sera isn’t living. She’s existing—barely. Bedbound by illness, she has no memory of life before the freezing barn she now calls home. A mournful song haunts her dreams and hints at a past not completely buried—one she’s desperate to uncover. Yet Father’s whirlwind visits to draw blood and administer medication don’t provide answers. He only confirms the one thing she already knows; she’s dying.

A lonely death without ever knowing her past seems inevitable until a sudden, mystifying return to health coincides with the arrival of a boy in the opposite out-building. The inextricable pull to the stranger, and the broken memories that storm her mind when he’s near, warn of a history quite different to any she could have imagined. If she’s to uncover the truth she craves, she’ll have to decide whether knowledge of the past is worth forfeiting her second chance at life.

Remember Me Goodreads Link:

Author Picture & Bio:

Amaleen Ison Portriat

Amaleen Ison is a married mother of one. She lives with her family in Hertfordshire, England, along with her cats (Oscar and Winston), guinea pig ( LouLou), and gerbils (Blackberry and Pumpkinseed). She writes Young Adult fantasy stories that meander into a variety of sub-genres.

As a child, Amaleen lived most of her life in her head. She imagined herself in mystical lands populated by the weird and wonderful. She still spends way too much time daydreaming, but now she writes about her imaginings and weaves them into stories. The fantasy element is always important, but more so the hodgepodge of emotions that arise from her characters first time experiences.

Social Media Links: Facebook | Twitter | Website/Blog | Goodreads

So what do you guys think? I really like the cover, especially all the blue 🙂 I definitely look forward to its publish date 🙂

Happy Memorial Day!!– everyone take a moment to be thankful that we have our freedom, and even in the bad times, there’s always something to be thankful for. To every single service man and woman- I THANK YOU, every day, for doing things that I could never do, so that I may live the life I do, no matter how simple it may be, it’s mine and I’m thankful for it 🙂 I’ve been a little scarce lately, but I will have some news on that soon, when I get my crazy back in it’s box 🙂 LOL! Happy reading and later gators! 

The Sentinels of New Orleans Blog Tour w Giveaway

River Road and Royal Street Button March-April 600 x 425

In case you didn’t know this lovely lady is one of my favorite stalkees- you may see me posting things about her Storm Force and Penton Legacy series- she also has the MOST BOOK BOYFRIENDS from me… It seems like she is most talented in her book boyfriend writing abilities 🙂 PLUS she’s a native!! Even if she isn’t in South Louisiana anymore… Once you’re here, you’re always a native- we’re just too cool not to love that much! So, Yes, I know I have shown you these books before BUT I feel the need to remind you how flipping fantastic she is 🙂 PLUS out of all of her lovely men- JAKE IS MY FAVORITE!!! Heh, I really would love to just eat him up. I think I’d kill Alex or he’d probably kill me first, and Jean LaFitte is just way too pretty for me… That and I am so unlady like he’d probably tie me up and duct tape my mouth shut, and then where’s the fun in that 🙂 HEHEHEHE 🙂 PLUS… since Ms Suzanne knows how much I love her men… I so get to have them all over today. 🙂 So let me show you!!!! 

Royal Street (Sentinels of New Orleans, #1)

Royal Street

Sentinels of New Orleans Book One

Suzanne Johnson

Genre: Urban Fantasy

Publisher: Tor Books

ISBN: 978-0765327796

ASIN: B006OM459U

Number of pages: 337

Word Count: approx. 94,000

Cover Artist: Cliff Nielsen

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Book Description:

As the junior wizard sentinel for New Orleans, Drusilla Jaco’s job involves a lot more potion-mixing and pixie-retrieval than sniffing out supernatural bad guys like rogue vampires and lethal were-creatures. DJ’s boss and mentor, Gerald St. Simon, is the wizard tasked with protecting the city from anyone or anything that might slip over from the preternatural beyond.

Then Hurricane Katrina hammers New Orleans’ fragile levees, unleashing more than just dangerous flood waters. While winds howled and Lake Pontchartrain surged, the borders between the modern city and the Otherworld crumbled. Now the undead and the restless are roaming the Big Easy, and a serial killer with ties to voodoo is murdering soldiers sent to help the city recover.

To make it worse, Gerald St. Simon has gone missing, the wizards’ Elders have assigned a grenade-toting assassin as DJ’s new partner, and undead pirate Jean Lafitte wants to make her walk his plank. The search for Gerry and the killer turns personal when DJ learns the hard way that loyalty requires sacrifice, allies come from the unlikeliest places, and duty mixed with love creates one bitter roux.

Excerpt:

Friday, August 26, 2005

“Once [Tropical Storm Katrina] moved over the gulf today, it was expected to wheel north, pick up speed and hit the Florida Panhandle on Sunday.”

―The New York Times

CHAPTER 1

A secluded Louisiana bayou. A sexy pirate. Seduction and deceit. My Friday afternoon had the makings of a great romantic adventure, at least in theory.

In practice, angry mosquitoes were using me for target practice, humidity had ruined any prayer of a good hair day, and the pirate in question―the infamous Jean Lafitte―was two-hundred years old, armed, and carrying a six-pack of Paradise condoms in assorted fruit flavors.

I wasn’t sure what unnerved me more—the fact that the historical undead had discovered erotic accessories, or that Lafitte felt the need to practice safe sex.

Nothing about the pirate looked safe. Tall and broad-shouldered, he had dark blue eyes and a smile twitching at the corners of his mouth as he watched me set two glasses and a bottle of dark rum on a rickety wooden table. A tanned, muscular chest peeked from his open-collared shirt, and shaggy dark hair framed a clean-shaven face. A jagged scar across his jaw reminded me the so-called gentleman pirate also had his ruthless side.

He’d arrived by way of a stolen boat at this isolated cabin near Delacroix, a half-hour outside New Orleans, to pursue two of the world’s most timeless pleasures: sex and money. I’d met him here to play the role of a gullible young wizard falling under the spell of the legendary pirate, at least for a while. Then I’d do my duty as deputy sentinel and send his swashbuckling hide back to the Beyond, where he could rub shoulders with other undead legends and preternatural creatures unfit for polite human company.

My hand shook as I poured the rum, sloshing a few drops of amber liquid over the side of the glass. I’d finally been given a serious assignment, and I needed it to go without a hitch.

Lafitte’s fingers brushed mine as he took the drink, sending an unexpected rush of energy up my arm. “Merci, Mademoiselle Jaco—or may I call you Drusilla?”

Actually, I’d prefer he didn’t call me anything. Despite his obvious hopes for the evening, this wasn’t a date. “Most people call me DJ.”

“Bah,” he said, taking a sip of rum. “Those are alphabet letters, not a name.”

From beneath the red sash that accented his waist, Lafitte pulled a modern semiautomatic handgun and set it on the table next to the rum bottle. I knew how he’d gotten it—he’d rolled the Tulane student that summoned him, lifted the kid’s wallet and iPod, rode the streetcar to Canal Street, and made a trade for the gun. Enterprising guy, Lafitte.

I pondered the odd spike of energy I’d gotten from his hand. Touching increases the emotional crap I absorb from people as an empath, but Lafitte was technically a dead guy. Still, I’d like to say if he touched me again, I’d demand double pay from the wizards’ Congress of Elders. Triple if it involved lips.

But who was I kidding? My bargaining position was nonexistent. My boss Gerry only sent me on this run because he had something else to do and knew Lafitte might respond to my questionable seduction skills.

I’d pulled my unruly blonde hair out of its usual ponytail for the occasion, loaded on some makeup to play up my teal eyes, and poured myself into a little black skirt, short enough to show off my legs while not offending Lafitte’s nineteenth-century sensibilities.

It must have worked, because the pirate was giving me that head-to-toe appraisal guys do on instinct, like they’re assessing a juicy slab of beef and deciding whether they want it rare, medium, or well-done.

“You really are lovely, Drusilla.” The timbre of Lafitte’s voice shivered down my spine, and I fought the urge to check out the biceps underneath that linen shirt.

Holy crap. This was just wrong. I should not be absorbing his lust.

 My 5 PAW review is HERE 🙂 

River Road (Sentinels of New Orleans, #2)

River Road

Sentinels of New Orleans, Book 2
Suzanne Johnson

Genre: Urban Fantasy

Publisher: Tor Books

ISBN: 978-0765327802

ASIN: B00842H5VI

Number of pages: 336

Word Count: approx. 92,000

Cover Artist: Cliff Nielsen

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Book Depository  Indiebound

Book Description:

Hurricane Katrina is long gone, but the preternatural storm rages on in New Orleans. New species from the Beyond moved into Louisiana after the hurricane destroyed the borders between worlds, and it falls to wizard sentinel Drusilla Jaco and her partner, Alex Warin, to keep the preternaturals peaceful and the humans unaware. But a war is brewing between two clans of Cajun merpeople in Plaquemines Parish, and down in the swamp, DJ learns, there’s more stirring than angry mermen and the threat of a were-gator.

Wizards are dying, and something—or someone—from the Beyond is poisoning the waters of the mighty Mississippi, threatening the humans who live and work along the river. DJ and Alex must figure out what unearthly source is contaminating the water and who—or what—is killing the wizards. Is it a malcontented merman, the naughty nymph, or some other critter altogether? After all, DJ’s undead suitor, the pirate Jean Lafitte, knows his way around a body or two.

It’s anything but smooth sailing on the bayou as the Sentinels of New Orleans series continues.

Short Excerpt River Road

The minute hand of the ornate grandfather clock crept like a gator stuck in swamp mud. I’d been watching it for half an hour, nursing a fizzy cocktail from my perch inside the Hotel Monteleone. The plaque on the enormous clock claimed it had been hand- carved of mahogany in 1909, about 130 years after the birth of the undead pirate waiting for me upstairs.

            They were both quite handsome, but the clock was a lot safer.

            The infamous Jean Lafitte had expected me at seven. He’d summoned me to his French Quarter hotel suite by courier like I was one of his early nineteenth-century wenches, and I hated to destroy his pirate-king delusions, but the historical undead don’t summon wizards. We summon them.

            I’d have blown him off if my boss on the Congress of Elders hadn’t ordered me to comply and my co-sentinel, Alex, hadn’t claimed a prior engagement.

            At seven thirty, I abandoned my drink, took a deep breath, and marched through the lobby toward the bank of elevators.

            On the long dead-man-walking stroll down the carpeted hallway, I imagined all the horrible requests Jean might make. He’d saved my life a few years ago, after Hurricane Katrina sent the city into freefall, and I hadn’t seen him since. I’d been desperate at the time. I might have promised him unfettered access to modern New Orleans in exchange for his assistance. I might have promised him a place to live. I might have promised him things I don’t even remember. In other words, I might be totally screwed.

            I reached the door of the Eudora Welty Suite and knocked, reflecting that Jean Lafitte probably had no idea who Eudora Welty was, and wouldn’t like her if he did. Ms. Welty had been a modern sort of woman who wouldn’t hop to attention when summoned by a scoundrel.

            He didn’t answer immediately. I’d made him wait, after all, and Jean lived in a tit- for- tat world. I paused a few breaths and knocked harder. Finally, he flung open the door, waving me inside to a suite plush with tapestries of peach and royal blue, thick carpet that swallowed the narrow heels of my pumps, and a plasma TV he couldn’t possibly know how to operate. What a waste.

            “You have many assets, Drusilla, but apparently a respect for time is not among them.” Deep, disapproving voice, French accent, broad shoulders encased in a red linen shirt, long dark hair pulled back into a tail, eyes such a cobalt blue they bordered on navy. And technically speaking, dead.

            He was as sexy as ever.

            “Sorry.” I slipped my hand in my skirt pocket, fingering the small pouch of magic-infused herbs I carried at all times. My mojo bag wouldn’t help with my own perverse attraction to the man, but it would keep my empathic abilities in check. If he still had a perverse attraction to me, I didn’t want to feel it.

            He eased his six-foot-two frame into a sturdy blue chair and slung one long leg over the arm as he gave me a thorough eyeraking, a ghost of a smile on his face.

            I perched on the edge of the adjacent sofa, easing back against a pair of plump throw pillows, and looked at him expectantly. I hoped what ever he wanted wouldn’t jeopardize my life, my job, or my meager bank account.

            “You are as lovely as ever, Jolie,” Jean said, trotting out his pet name for me that sounded deceptively intimate and brought back a lot of memories, most of them bad. “I will forgive your tardiness— perhaps you were late because you were selecting clothing that I would like.” His gaze lingered on my legs. “You chose beautifully.”

            I’d picked a conservative black skirt and simple white blouse with the aim of looking professional for a business meeting, part of my ongoing attempt to prove to the Elders I was a mature wizard worthy of a pay raise. But this was Jean Lafitte, so I should have worn coveralls. I’d forgotten what a letch he could be.

            “I have a date after our meeting,” I lied. He didn’t need to know said date involved a round carton with the words Blue Bell Ice Cream printed on front. “Why did you want to see me?”

            There, that hadn’t been so difficult—just a simple request. No drama. No threats. No double- entendre. Straight to business.

            “Does a man need a reason to see a beautiful woman? Especially one who is indebted to him, and who has made him many promises?” A slow smile spread across his face, drawing my eyes to his full lips and the ragged scar that trailed his jawline.

            I might be the empath in the room, but he knew very well that, in some undead kind of way, I thought he was hot.

            I felt my face warming to the shade of a trailer- trash bridesmaid’s dress, one whose color had a name like raging rouge. I’d had a similar reaction when I first met Jean in 2005, two days before a mean hurricane with a sissy name turned her malevolent eye toward the Gulf Coast. I blamed my whole predicament on Katrina, the bitch.

            Her winds had driven the waters of Lake Pontchartrain into the canals that crisscrossed the city, collapsing levees and filling the low, concave metro area like a gigantic soup bowl.

            But NBC Nightly News and Anderson Cooper had missed the biggest story of all: how, after the storm, a mob of old gods, historical undead, and other preternatural victims of the scientific age flooded New Orleans. As a wizard, I’d had a ringside seat. Now, three years later, the wizards had finally reached accords with the major preternatural ruling bodies, and the borders were down, as of two days ago. Jean hadn’t wasted any time.

My 5 PAW review is HERE!

My UTTERLY AWESOME interview with Jake is HERE – trust me, there’s a reason Jake ranks at the top of all my book boyfriends 🙂 

The lovely Author Guest Post 🙂   The Sentinels Guys Dish on DJ

If you’ve read any of the Sentinels of New Orleans series so far, you know that we spend a lot of time in heroine DJ’s head as she ponders the various men in her life—at least when she’s not zapping preternatural enemies (or hapless coffee tables or trees) with her elven staff.

To quote the undead pirate Jean Lafitte from a scene in the upcoming Elysian Fields, “You have too many men about which to be concerned, Jolie.” Understatement, much?

So I thought it would be fun to turn the tables a bit and ask the guys what they think of DJ. Turns out that it’s not all unicorns and puppies. Unfortunately, I feared getting them all together in one room lest a fight lead to an interspecies incident, so I had to catch them one at a time.

I find Alex Warin behind his house, washing his Mercedes and sudsing up his new Range Rover, since he’s now a two-vehicle household all by himself. Guess what color it is? Yep, exactly. Here’s what Alex has to say about DJ: “Well, here’s the deal with DJ. She’s stronger than she gives herself credit for, and her heart is solid. But the woman is a chaos magnet. She doesn’t do it intentionally, but wherever she goes, mayhem follows. It’s giving me an ulcer. And if you tell her any of that, I’ll shoot you.” *Sprays water on author to make his point*

After drying off, I drive down to the Green Gator, looking for Jake Warin. He’s sitting behind the long wooden bar, wearing ripped jeans and a t-shirt and the glasses you don’t catch him in very often. He’s drinking bourbon at two p.m. while he works on the ledger for the bar, and doesn’t let me catch a glimpse of the infamous dimples until he’s sure I’m not going to comment on it. Uh-uh, not me. So, what does Jake say about DJ? “You know I like my sunshine. She’s funny and smart and sexy. But she’s gotta stop trying to fix everybody and everything, you know?” I nod, and decide to try out Alex’s theory. “So, you think she’s a chaos magnet?” I ask. Jake grins, giving me a heart-stopping glimpse of the dimples. “Only if you’re a tightass like my cousin Alexander.”

Okay, well, that was fun. I leave Jake to his bourbon and bookkeeping, and stroll along Royal Street to the Hotel Monteleone. Because you know who I need to visit next. Jean Lafitte welcomes me to his suite at the Monteleone, which I think is rather feminine-looking but decide not to tell the pirate so. He appears to be in a good mood, so why spoil it? Besides, the man looks damn fine in a cobalt blue tunic the color of his eyes, and he is oozing French charm in my direction. Not surprisingly, his view of DJ differs greatly. “Ah, ma Jolie. Drusilla is a stubborn and indecisive woman, or she would realize that I am the man to whom she should give her affections, oui? After all, I cannot die. I’m told she thinks I am ‘hot,’ although I do not understand what the temperature has to do with the art of love. And it would be quite profitable for me to have a union with the wizarding sentinel, would it not?” I point out to Jean that his last sentence could be interpreted as meaning that he wants to use DJ to further his own agenda. To which he declares, “Bah!” and shows me the door. So much for that good mood.

I’m hungry after all that testosterone, so I drive over the river and down to Belle Chasse, where I park in the lot of Lil G’s next to a black extended-cab pickup. The merman Rene Delachaise is already there, sucking down oysters on the half shell. “Hey, babe. I ordered the Soft Shell Crab Lafitte for both of us,” he says around a mouthful of oyster. I ponder the irony of eating a dish named after the undead pirate who’d just tossed me from his room like last week’s French bread.

I’m interested in Rene’s take on DJ because they’re buddies now—not a hint of romance in sight, so he might be a little more objective. “DJ, she’s okay for a wizard,” Rene says, spooning the cream sauce over his fried soft-shell crab. “Woman needs to learn to swim, though. In a bad way.” So, why isn’t Rene interested in DJ? “You mean like, for sex?” Well, I point out, there is also love. He chokes on his Brabant potatoes. “I ain’t got time for that s*it. And it ain’t gonna be with a wizard, babe. No offense.”

Hey, no offense taken. I’m not a wizard.

I drive back to uptown New Orleans and pull my car in behind DJ’s house, making sure Alex is no longer in back to see me going inside to tell DJ everything they said. Because he probably would shoot me.

As I’m walking up the steps to the back door, I notice a tall, extremely pretty man standing in front of Plantasy Island, the nursery/landscaping business across the street. Quince Randolph has his shoulder-length blond hair pulled back today, showing off fine cheekbones and a strong jaw line. He’s watching me, arms crossed over his chest, his face expressionless.

“What’s with him?” I ask DJ when she opens the door, sticking out a foot to prevent Sebastian, her chocolate Siamese satanic spawn of a cat, from escaping to terrorize the neighborhood. “He’s creepy.”

“Oh, that’s just my neighborhood creep-stalker. You don’t know the half of it.” DJ sticks her head out the door as I go inside, and slams it when Rand raises his hand in a wave. We go to the parlor and I glance out the stained-glass panels inset into her front door. He is still there, watching.

Looks like there’s another guy in DJ’s orbit, but I think I’m not gonna talk to this one.

Which guy would you like to have a longer visit with? Leave a comment for a copy of Royal Street or River Road, one of the Penton novels from Susannah Sandlin (Redemption, Absolution, or Omega), or an author swag bag! International entries welcome.

About the Author:

 

Suzanne Johnson writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance from Auburn, Alabama, after a career in educational publishing that has spanned five states and six universities.  She grew up halfway between the Bear Bryant Museum and Elvis’ birthplace and lived in New Orleans for fifteen years, so she has a highly refined sense of the absurd and an ingrained love of SEC football and fried gator on a stick.

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I just first want you guys to all know you should ALL stalk this author! She is hilarious, so down to earth, and seriously always giving something away! YES, if you read the guest post, you will see there is a GIVEAWAY 🙂 So… you now know what to do to win! GO COMMENT NOW! 🙂 LOL

Ms J! I LOVE YOU. That was a hilarious guest post, which I of course am DROOLING over for Elysian Fields to come out! Thanks for always giving me something so cool 🙂 For the rest of you, I will show you the cover to her newest book in the series coming in AUGUST! Jeez that feels like so long hahahaha 🙂 Good luck everyone! Don’t forget to stalk Ms J and as always Happy reading and later gators!! 

Elysian Fields (Sentinels of New Orleans, #3)

the 400 lb Gorilla Cover Reveal

I’ve got a lovely cover reveal for you today 🙂 Let me show you 🙂 
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“Matt Danmor thinks he’s lucky. Not many people survive a near death accident with nothing more than a bout of amnesia, a touch of clumsiness and the conviction that the technician who did the MRI had grey skin and hooves.
Still, it takes time to recover from trauma like that, especially when the girl who was in the accident with you disappears into thin air. Especially when the shrinks keep telling you she’s just a figment of your imagination.
So when the girl turns up months later looking ravishing, and wanting to carry on where they left off, Matt’s troubled life starts looking up. But he hasn’t bargained for the baggage that comes with Silvy, like the fact she isn’t really an English language student, or even a girl.
Underneath her traffic stopping exterior is something else altogether, something involving raving fanatics bent on human sacrifice, dimensionally challenged baked bean tins, a vulture with a penchant for profanity, and a security agent for the Dept of Fimmigration (that’s Fae immigration for those of you not in the know) called Kylah with the most amazing gold-flecked eyes…
 
The 400 Lb Gorilla is caustic, (vampire-free) introduction to the Hipposync Archives: Contemporary fantasy at its sparkling best.”
My lovely friends at Spence City are such gracious friends, so I love when they have something fun coming out for me to show you 🙂 The release date is February of 2014. 
Happy reading and later gators!! 

The Devil’s Kiss Blog Tour w Giveaway

The Devil’s Kiss Tour

Ultimatum
(The Devil’s Kiss #1)
Kayla Sutton faces a question no mother wants to face: what would you do to save your daughter? Broke and desperate, she siphons thousands from the company she works for in order to pay for her daughter’s experimental life-saving treatment. But when Gage Channing discovers her theft, she is shocked to learn that her domineering boss has no intention of turning her over to the police. Instead he issues an ultimatum—submit to him, or go to jail.
Backed into a corner, Kayla signs his contract and spends her first weekend at his home, at his mercy, and is stunned when he awakens the desire she’d believed long dead.
Approximately 12,000 words.
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Excerpt:  

The room was rectangular, dark and windowless, with deep crimson walls that matched the comforter on the king-sized bed; Gage had already laid several items on the end. A rack of cuffs, chains, whips, paddles, and God only knew what else hung on the far wall. An odd-looking bench sat in front of the display. Not certain what the X on the wall, the hooks in the floor and ceiling, or the plethora of items on the shelves were used for, I tore my gaze from the terrifying sight. A group of comfy chairs and a couch were arranged on a throw rug at the opposite end. Across from the bed a swanky bathroom, outfitted with a whirlpool tub and separate shower, could be seen through an archway. 

Gage fisted my hair and yanked me against him. “These are my rules. Remember them.” He trailed a hand down my throat, and his fingers settled on the buttons of my blouse. “Number one, don’t fight me. If you do you’ll be punished.” He slowly unfastened each one, taking the time to brush his fingers against my skin. “Two, unless I’ve given you permission to speak freely, always call me Master when we’re alone.” He slid his hand inside and palmed my breast. “And three, obey without hesitation. Do you understand these rules?”

“I-I understand.” I forced the words past my quivering lips. 

He let out a low chuckle. “I don’t think you do. I think it’s time for your first punishment.” He gripped my hair even tighter. “Before we go any further, you need to choose a safe word.”

“And if I say this word . . . you’ll stop?”

“Yes. And then I’ll turn you over to the authorities. Neither of us wants that.”

“Then what’s the point in choosing a safe word? You know I won’t use it.” 

“Because what happens here will be on my terms, but ultimately your choice. I won’t move forward without it, so choose wisely, something you won’t forget or accidentally say.” He withdrew his hand from my breast and put a few inches between us. “It’s the only word that will save you from your punishment. Screaming, crying, begging me to stop . . . none of those tactics will work.”

“You sick bastard.”

“You might consider showing me some respect—I’m the only person standing between you and a jail cell.”

Enslaved Cover

Enslaved
(The Devil’s Kiss #2)
Freedom is but an illusion . . .
Kayla Sutton finds out the hard way that Gage Channing’s dominance doesn’t end once she leaves the confines of his basement. His rules dictate her days and nights, his watchful eye keeps her in line at work, and the memories of her weekend with him, spent under his absolute control and his firm hand, keeps her on her toes. Having been blackmailed into submitting to him, Kayla doesn’t fully understand what it means to relinquish control of her body and free will, and she doesn’t understand how a man who derives pleasure in whipping and humiliating her is capable of awakening the desire she hadn’t known existed.
As her daughter’s life hangs in the balance, Kayla must dig deep to find the strength to fully submit, to travel down the path of pain and pleasure. But when her past catches up to her, prompting a free fall into forbidden territory with a man she once fiercely loved, she knows her only recourse is to come clean about her transgression to her Master and beg his forgiveness . . . only she never imagined he’d have such a horrifying punishment awaiting her, or that his jealousy would send her life into a further tailspin.
Approximately 19,000 words.
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Excerpt:

Gage wasted no time in reclaiming the hot, damp place between my legs. He stroked me relentlessly, and not even the decadent cake had the power to distract me. By the time he pulled me into his arms on the dance floor, I’d downed four more glasses of champagne and was more than a little tipsy. Bodies flush, our champagne breaths mingling, I melted against him and let him pull me into the sway. Something shifted within me during that dance. For the first time, I returned his touch. Sliding my hands into his hair, I curled my fingers into the dark strands as he swept me across the room. I didn’t care if everyone was watching, if what I was doing and feeling was wrong. 

And it was so wrong. Nothing about this situation should feel romanticized, but I was lost and never wanted to be found. 

He tightened his arms around me, pulling me close enough that his hard-on strained against my stomach. “Wanna get out of here?”

Our faces were inches apart, and for a moment I thought he was going to kiss me in front of everyone. “Yeah.” 

We left in a flurry of goodbyes, and the only thing more dizzying than my champagne-induced state was the commotion of grabbing our coats. The drive back to Gage’s place was but a fuzzy memory. We stumbled through the front door, his mouth hot and wet on my throat as my thighs locked around his waist. My hands gripped his hair as he carried me through the house. Maybe later I’d question why he took me to his bedroom instead of the basement, or why he seemed so un-Gage like as he ripped the bodice of my dress in an impatient fit of desire. The material tore to my waist, exposing my clamped breasts. He yanked on the chain, propelling me toward him and the bed, and his mouth closed over an aching nipple. We shed our clothing and tumbled onto the mattress, where he wrapped my fingers around the bars of the headboard.

“Don’t let go.” His breath fanned across my face an instant before he blinded me with a silk tie.

Retribution Cover

Retribution
(The Devil’s Kiss #3)
Kayla Sutton thinks it’s over. She now holds the leverage she believes will end her contract with her blackmailer, but Gage Channing isn’t going down without a fight. He’s turned the tables on her, cleverly making her submit under the guise of giving her a choice, and Kayla soon discovers that retribution isn’t so black and white when everyone around her has secrets.
She faced sexual servitude in Ultimatum. In Enslaved she was seduced into craving it. Now she must find the strength to either accept the part of her that craves him still, or walk away for good . . .
Approximately 21,000 words.
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Excerpt:

“Straddle me,” he demanded, pulling me onto his lap and denying me the chance to object. He slid his hands under my dress and grabbed my ass, bringing me against his erection. My reaction was instantaneous. A flood of warmth crashed at my center, and I struggled to catch my breath through lips that parted of their own volition. His hands kneaded my bottom. “You feel that?” Awareness zinged between us as he watched me. “We connect here, Kayla.”

“It’s just sex.” My voice sounded weak, and I despised myself for it, especially since my body rocked against his.

“No, you’re not the type of woman who engages in ‘just sex’ arrangements.” He brought his hands up and spanned my ribcage. “The fact that you’re sitting here hot for my cock after everything I’ve done”—he circled my nipples with his thumbs—“turning to liquid at my touch, gives you away. You can have ‘just sex’ with anyone. There’s more here between us.”

I couldn’t look at him anymore. I closed my eyes, but I still felt his hands on me, still felt him hard and hot underneath me.

“I could fuck you right now, and you’d still beg for more.” He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in. “You’re just as addicted to me as I am you.” Pressing his mouth to mine, his tongue swept inside, and I wondered what he was waiting for.

“Do it, Gage.” I moaned against his lips. Later I’d beat myself up for this. Later I’d walk away.

“No. Just because you’re not my slave anymore, that doesn’t mean you call the shots.” He palmed my ass and squeezed hard. “And I’m still Master to you in the bedroom.”

Author Interview:

WELCOME!! First, tell me a little about your book and why you wanted to write this particular story….

I guess I’ve always been attracted to dark themes and suspense. I never entertained the notion of writing erotica until this idea came to me, and once it did I had to follow it. I still don’t have a full grasp of the BDSM lifestyle, but I do know that the Devil’s Kiss Trilogy doesn’t portray an accurate picture—it’s more fiction than reality, which is what I think a lot of books in the dark erotica genre are. When it comes to dubious consent, I think the stakes have to be high in order for a woman to make the kind of decision Kayla did. Kayla is in an impossible situation, and as a parent I understand the primal instinct to protect your child no matter what. That theme alone drew me into the idea. It’s the illusion of her having a choice, though in reality she doesn’t have a choice at all, that was so alluring to me as a writer.

Do you recall how your interest in writing originated or did you always just know?

The idea of writing came on very suddenly. I was addicted to the Sweet Valley High series when I was thirteen, and about a year later it dawned on me that I could write about my own characters. My mom and I were homeless at the time, and I discovered my love for reading as a means of escape. It was a trying time for sure, but I don’t think I’d ever take those two years back because I’m not sure I would have figured out that I was meant to write otherwise. I might have eventually, but I discovered a real passion during a time when I needed it most.

What inspired you to write your first book and what was it?

Technically, my first “book” was a short story inspired from reading a lot of YA novels (I wrote it when I was fourteen), but I got serious about writing in 2008 when I completed 50,000 words in National Novel Writing Month. Those 50,000 words became the blueprint for my first major novel (which will be published in July under a different pen name). I can’t say exactly what inspired me to start any of my writing projects; they all just began with an idea. I’m a daydreamer, so I blame that. 🙂

Are experiences based on someone you know, or events in your own life?

The erotica I’ve written so far is based entirely on fantasy. Most of my work is just imagination, though I’m sure little pieces of myself have worked their way in. I think all authors draw from real life in a lot of ways, but for me it might be more subconscious.

How do you choose when/which characters die in your books?

It depends on the story, I guess. In the novel I’m still working on, I had to face a difficult decision about killing off a character, but I felt it worked better for the plot so I killed her, even though part of me didn’t want to. There usually comes a point though when I’m ready to kill off every last character and be done with it. I reached this point while writing Enslaved and Retribution.

Are there any new authors that have grasped your interest?

Well, I’m still pretty new myself, but I have found several authors whose books I loved in the last year: Tracey Garvis Graves, Kitty Thomas, and Tammara Webber, to name a few. More recently I read a book by Michelle A. Valentine that I really liked.

Who do you look up to as a writer?

All the authors mentioned above, and I’ve also drawn a lot of inspiration from years of reading Sandra Brown.

If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your book?

Yes. I’d kill off all the characters. LOL, just kidding. If I could start over, I’d tweak certain aspects of the plot—issues that really gave me a headache for the final book. Writing these books the way I did—publishing one at a time and trusting my seat-of-the-pants tendencies was a bit of an experiment, and though it taught me a lesson on meeting deadlines, I do prefer to have the whole story done before releasing it. 

Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?

My OCD need to constantly edit as I write. It would be so much easier (and faster) if I was capable of getting that first draft out and then edit. The closest I’ve gotten to doing this was during NaNoWriMo when the point was to write quantity over quality, and it’s an issue I’m still working on.

What book are you reading now? Or what genre? My followers love author’s opinions!

I’m in between books right now. I just finished Kitty Thomas’ Mafia Captive a while back (couldn’t put it down—was up all night reading it). Now I’m gawking at Rock With Me by Kristen Proby. I haven’t read any of her work, but some of the reviews I’ve seen are intriguing. I also want to read Unbeautifully Loved by Emma Grayson. The biggest problem I have with reading is finding the time to do it, plus I’ve become a ridiculously picky reader. I don’t have the patience that I used to, so if the first couple of pages don’t grab me, I usually close it and never open the book again. I used to read a lot more before I put so much time and effort into writing.

Who designed the cover? And do you help with them?

I design all of my covers.

Did you learn anything from writing your books and what was it?

I learned that I’m capable of meeting a deadline. I’ve never been good at working under pressure, and it was something I wanted to work on.

If you could be one of your characters, who would you chose?

Honestly, I don’t think I’d want to be any of my characters because I put them all through hell!

Are there any books you think some of us should read, just because?

The Twilight Saga! There’s so much criticism about these books, but I’ve got to be honest: I loved them, and I loved the movies and the music (the soundtracks and the scores). Despite what anyone thinks of the writing or the themes, etc . . . I think the central story is really good. It’s imaginative. I did see the first movie before I’d ever heard of the books, and everything from the scenery to the music to the love story captured me. It was pure magic.

Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?

I want to thank them for reading the Devil’s Kiss Trilogy! The response has been mind-blowing. I’ve gotten so many requests for a continuation that I’m now planning to write one. I can’t say when or even how long it’ll be, but it will be a free story—my way of saying thank-you to the people who read the Devil’s Kiss Trilogy and loved it enough to spread the word.

 Thank you SOOO much for stopping by today! I had a blast 🙂 

About the Author:

Gemma James writes dark erotica fiction, drinks too much caffeine, and stays up too late. She’s morbidly curious about anything dark and edgy, whether it be serial killers or BDSM. Erotica is a new venture for her, and she’s looking forward to exploring the deviant side of human nature, the contrast of pleasure and pain.

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