The Deacons of the Order are all that stand between the wicked spirits of the Otherside and the innocent citizens of the Empire. They are sworn to protect humanity, even when they cannot protect themselves…
After the Razing of the Order, Sorcha Faris, one of the most powerful Deacons, is struggling to regain control of the runes she once wielded. The Deacons are needed more desperately than ever. The barrier between the world of the living and the world of the dead is weakening, and the Emperor has abandoned his throne, seeking to destroy those he feels have betrayed him.
Though she is haunted by the terrible truth of her past, Sorcha must lead the charge against the gathering hordes of geists seeking to cross into the Empire. But to do so, she will need to manipulate powers beyond her understanding—powers that may prove to be her undoing…
About the Author:
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 won both a Parsec Award and a Sir Julius Vogel award.
Philippa is the author of the Books of the Order series with Ace- Geist, Spectyr, Wrayth and Harbinger coming in July 2013.
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. Phoenix Rising won the Airship Award for best written steampunk, and was the number eight best Science Fiction book of 2011 according to Goodreads.com. The Janus Affair was the seventh most popular science fiction book of 2012 on Goodreads.com. The series continues with Dawn’s Early Light in December 2013.
In addition she is also the author of the Shifted World series with Pyr Books, with the first book Hunter and Fox released in June 2012, and the second Kindred and Wings scheduled for August 2013.
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 five cats in Manassas, Virginia.
Stranded in another dimension, on a primitive version of Earth, Dr. Susan Barlow needs to find a way to survive. There’s no electricity, no cities, and to her shock, no humans. Instead, she faces a population of werewolves, vampires and incubi. The people are vicious but she must find her place among them. And live.
An illness is killing Sorin’s pack. As alpha it’s his responsibility to save them, but it’s a battle this warrior doesn’t know how to fight. Then a blue light in the sky brings a creature he’s never seen. She calls herself human, but to him she smells like hope.
Sorin offers Susan a safe haven in return for a cure, but she’s not that kind of a doctor. She’s a doctor of physics, not a physician. Yet as they search for a cure to save a dying people, they find something special—each other.
But even with Sorin’s protection, Susan can’t help but wonder how long she can survive in a world without humans…
Before Susan could explain anything about dimensions and gateways, the door to Kele’s chamber crashed open, and Susan jumped to the balls of her feet, prepared—to what, fight? Was she nuts?
A female blocked the entrance, her muscular physique hinting at enough strength to twist Susan into a pretzel without breaking a sweat. The newcomer flung her black hair over her shoulder.
Rising with grace, Kele straightened her dress before addressing the intruder. “Mother.”
“Daughter, I heard you’ve brought home a stray along with the Apisi alpha.” The female’s stare drilled into Susan, her sneer far from welcoming.
Susan’s breath caught in her throat. Black, soulless eyes ate her gaze. Her fingers clutched the lapels of her jacket as she pulled it closed. She wiped her sweaty palms on her pants and offered her hand. “I’m Dr. Susan Barlow.”
The female shifter narrowed her eyes, nostrils flaring.
Susan withdrew her untouched hand, then hid it behind her back and glanced at Kele. Maybe she should have sniffed her mother instead? She wished someone would give her the Dummies Guide to Shifter Society and a little time to study it.
Kele’s mother crossed the room in two great strides and swung her arm.
Susan did her best impression of a statue. She didn’t budge as the impact of the slap swerved her head to the side and dragged her gaze from mother to daughter. Both of them were flushed with emotion yet at opposite poles of the color spectrum—one dark as an oncoming storm and the other pale as the moonlight.
The back of Susan’s heel caught the edge of the cushion and she landed hard on her back.
The bitter flavor of blood swept over her taste buds. “What the hell?” She rubbed her jaw and glared daggers at the crazy woman looming over her. Just as quickly, she schooled her expression to something less threatening before she insulted the bigger shifter further. With the tip of her tongue, Susan explored her mouth. She didn’t encounter any big gaps, so no lost tooth. A small blessing.
Kele’s crazy mother hovered over Susan’s face and bared her teeth. In beast form, her expression would have appeared fierce, but in human form it seemed terrifying. With an easy grace, she flipped Susan onto her stomach. A bony knee pressed between her shoulder blades, making her kiss the floor. Pain shot across Susan’s upper back and neck.
“How dare you come into my den and not submit to me.”
“She’s not a shifter!” Kele shouted. “You can’t expect her to know how to be polite.”
Something ran over Susan’s hair, and the sound of sniffing followed. She tried to take a deep breath but the weight on her back made it difficult.
The nutjob exhaled in disgust. “What is she?”
“A human.” Kele peered at Susan’s throbbing face as she stroked her hair. “Please, I wanted to teach her how to behave before meeting you and father.”
“Your father.” The bitch snorted. “It’s bad enough he’s entertaining a vampire and dealing with trespassing alphas. We don’t need any more vermin within the den.”
Susan was jerked from the ground by her hair and dragged across the floor. Pain shot into her scalp while she scrambled to support her weight with her legs.
“Let go. Let go.” The shifter world was more brutal than anything she’d ever experienced. Susan slapped at the crazy woman’s hands tangled in her hair.
“My daughter took too many liberties in offering you shelter. You’ll need to find another den to take you in.”
At a loss, Susan yanked and squirmed but only made the pain worse. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Kele leap.
The petite blonde used her wiry strength to jump across the room and land on her mother’s back. The collision knocked them both to the ground in a knot of arms and legs.
Untangling her limbs from the struggling shifters, Susan could finally elbow the bitch in the face. The impact made a satisfying crunch. She pulled back her arm for a second shot, but Kele grabbed her and half carried, half dragged her out of the chamber.
“Hurry, we need to reach my father before she beats you into cinders.”
Not needing any further incentive, Susan ran after her new friend. “Your people are crazy.”
First, I want to say this was one of the most interesting books I’ve read in a while. It has so much as part of its tale. And really, what if as a scientist, you discovered you could transport yourself to a parallel demension. ooooh, it’s like fringe. With really HAWT werewolves 🙂 And a tale of different species working together. Ya know, the crazy vampers always want something LOL!
Dr. Susan Barlow starts out as a physicist that built a machine, literally over the span of her life, that can transport her into a more primitive version of Earth. Man, was she in for some serious trouble when she learned it worked. HEHEHE and there’s no humans 🙂 yeah, I had a big smile on this one, because I would LOVE to go here. 🙂 She is literally tossed around for a bit, then rescued, the kidnapped, then kissed. I mean, it’s crazy how much fun this story was.
And of course, there’s some great side characters. I am going to keep some of those characters to myself, but I will say, there’s a very cool princess werewolf, and her body guard that I hated, and then really liked. A vamper who I wanted to like, but he just kept making terrible choices with good intentions. UGH. I really tried 🙂 And of course that Alpha werewolf that will make everyone’s blood boil when he walks by 🙂 He’s so worried about helping his people, and using the Doc to do it, that he forgets a few things…. like a hot woman 🙂 LOL
I really enjoyed this one. It’s fun, has a plethora of mysteries, and a wonderful world created for the supernatural. I really am hoping that this author will continue somehow with this series or maybe some add on. SOMETHING… Dear nice Ms Nicholas, if you read this, PLEASE write some more of this world with these wonderful characters 🙂 Everyone else, you should check it out NOW! I would love for you guys to like it as much as I did 🙂 Plus, there’s an excellent plot twist you won’t see coming. 🙂 HEH, I didn’t, but it works out in a way that is lovely and has made me want more! 5 FANTASTIC PAWS!!
About the Author:
Annie Nicholas writes paranormal romance with a twist. She has courted vampires, hunted with shifters, and slain a dragon’s ego all with the might of her pen. Riding the wind of her imagination, she travels beyond the restraints of reality and shares them with anyone wanting to read her stories. Mother, daughter, and wife are some of the other hats she wears while hiking through the hills and dales of her adopted state of Vermont.
Annie writes for Samhain Publishing, Carina Press, and Lyrical Press.
Single, unemployed, and in charge of her very own pet zombie, Ella Perry is cooking up trouble, and it’s raining men.
Ella has spent years searching for a cure for a zombie named Freddie. However, when an experimental concoction takes an unexpected turn, she gets a glimpse of the life she’s been missing by hanging out with the undead.
Zombies, Angels, and Pixies. Oh my! Don’t miss out on the first book in the new “Sexy Witches” series by Bestselling Author Charity Parkerson.
“This place flipping sucks,” Tam said, using her whiniest voice.
She didn’t get to visit with her friend, Lena, very often since she lived amongst the humans, and Tam was stuck living in the Hall of the Gods. She was taking full advantage of the rare social call by laying all her problems on the Seer as thick as possible. “I mean, look around,” she added, gearing up for a full rant. “There’s not one man in this joint I’d be willing to sleep with.”
Lena’s bright pink hair, which stood out in a spike above her head, tilted from side to side as she did as Tam ordered. Her eyes widened, showing her confusion.
“Are you insane?”
Disbelief laced her words. Lifting one beautifully manicured finger, she pointed out a blond angel that was guarding a nearby door. “What about that one?” Before Tam could answer, Lena added, “or that one?”
Tam didn’t bother glancing in the redhead’s direction. She knew without looking that both men wore matching black kilts and nothing else. Their golden muscular bodies were a common sight in the Heavens.
“Bloody freaking hell, Lena. All these guys are three feet taller than me. What am I supposed to do with them, I ask you? Their,” she made a swirling gesture with her index finger, searching for the right term. “Pricks. Yes,” she said with a nod, deciding that she liked that word. “They are probably the size of my leg. I’d be killed.”
A snort of laughter escaped Lena, but she covered her mouth as if attempting to hold it in. Tam’s nerve endings lit up at the sound. Most people believe that chanting their belief in fairies will cause one to grow strong, but in truth laughter was the key to pixie power. A day with Lena was equivalent to a day at the spa for Tam. Not only was Lena the clumsiest immortal in all the realms, she was also a regular hoot.
Feeling encouraged, she grew even more outrageous. “Take that one, for example.” Tam nodded toward a dark-haired angel that stood a few inches taller than the rest. “Notice that his kilt falls to his shins instead of his knees,” she pointed out.
Lena nodded. “I did think that was odd, but then again, what isn’t here?”
It was Tam’s turn to snort. “Well, his is not a fashion statement. I heard that he tried wearing the standard uniform when he first arrived, but everyone got sick of seeing that huge one-eyed monster slapping his kneecaps every step that he took. Mistress Katrina finally made him wear a longer one.”
Lena openly gawked at the man in question. Leaning over in her chair, she tried to peek under his pleat before losing her balance and almost landing on her face.
Catching her stare, the man began to inch the plaid upward as if fully prepared to relieve Lena’s curiosity.
“Thomas!” Tam cried, admonishing the wicked angel.
With a wink in Lena’s direction, he turned away, but Lena didn’t look the least bit ashamed as she attempted to right herself.
“Too bad,” she sighed. “I’ve never seen a knee-slapping monster before. Why don’t you just leave?”
Wasn’t that the million-dollar question? Tam’s wings drooped, mimicking her inner deflation. “I want a normal man,” she confessed to Lena. “An ordinary man who won’t squash my twat,” she added miserably.
I’m going to start with saying this is not for my cool younger readers. 🙂 It’s more to the erotic side, but it was pretty funny LOL It’s not a huge book, so you could read it pretty quickly, I did. I thought it was quite humorous, which is a big bonus. It’s of course romancy, but it’s got the fun paranormal aspect to go with it. Plus, you should never EVER try to create your perfect date with a spell 🙂 LOL this is how the book opens, which was probably why I liked it so much.
Ella is goofy funny. I mean, she tried to spell a perfect date. She’s a witch and now she has to find a way to fix the spell she started. And poor Freddie, now he’s a zombie because of a different witch and he needs Ella to help him. And then there’s Sam, well I called him Sam but his name is Samuel, and he’s what came of Ella’s creation. I don’t wanna say too much because I want you to learn those goodies on your own, but it was fun. And I have some good expectations for more in this series.
I loved the authors sense of humor. It’s not often a erotic romance type book can get me to laugh, but this one did. So major props to the author for that. Plus, I don’t read erotica too often, but this one was well worth the read, and the laughs! 4 HILARIOUS SEXY PAWS!!
About the Author:
Charity Parkerson was born in Tennessee, where she still lives with her husband and two sons. She is the author of several books including fifteen Amazon bestsellers.
Her “Sinners series” was voted one of the top ten best books by an Indie author in 2011- Paranormal Romance Reads Her book “The Danger with Sinners” was named “Best Book of 2012” by Paranormal Reads Reviews and was a finalist in the 2012 Australian Romance Reader’s Awards for Favorite Paranormal Romance.
She was named as one of the top three Indie authors of 2012- EbookBuilders She is a member of The Paranormal Romance Guild, is a Goodreads moderator, a member of Coffee Time Romance, and co-host of The Melissa Craig and Charity Parkerson show.
She won author of the week in August of 2011, and is a five-time winner of The Mistress of the Darkpath.
Demon hunter Ty Burdin hung up his guns, knife, trench coat and fedora a year ago. Bags packed, hands washed of all demon politics, he’s done. Forever.
In fact, to get far far away, he dragged Nora, his rockabilly secretary, from Miami to the Tennessee mountains where he’s lived a life of peace—if peace can be defined as drowning in scotch and taking private eye jobs to keep the lights on. Jobs for real people. Not demons.
He’s retired from that. Remember?
Demon hunters aren’t a dime a dozen, though, and when Ty’s brother asks him for a favor—just one—what’s a brother to do? Agreeing to take down one hillbilly demon shouldn’t take that long. In. Decapitate. Out. Favor complete. Back to the office where Nora and his bottle of whiskey are waiting.
Unfortunately for Ty, staying retired doesn’t seem to be in the cards, and an avalanche of bad luck draws him right back to an agency he despises and the career that nearly cost him his sanity.
This time, Ty has no way out and will have to face his own demons just to survive.
J Taylor Publishing always has the best goodies 🙂 LOL Thanks for checking out the cover. I can’t wait to read it 🙂 Happy reading and later gators!
Well now that it’s officially released, it’s my turn to host a tour spot, of course with the lovely, deadly, Charming stopping by 🙂 That man is totally HAWT!!! 🙂 Lemme show you!
Title: Charmed Series: Death Escorts NOTE: you do NOT have to read Recalled to understand Charmed. You can just read Charmed. Reading Recalled will give you a little more background info though. Author: Cambria Hebert Release Date: July 22, 2013 Genre: New Adult Paranormal Romance. ***Note: Due to Sexual content and some language this book is recommended for readers 18+*** Format: Ebook and Print
Life or Death? Not many people would choose death. But what if death chooses you? What if death doesn’t mean the end of your life, but the beginning?
For a Death Escort, death is life. Death is your paycheck. Death is your job.
And Charming is the best Escort the Grim Reaper has ever had.
But when you piss off the Reaper, being the best doesn’t matter. So Charming is assigned a Target who is practically impossible to kill. He knows the Reaper hopes he fails—that he’s counting on it. So Charming vows to prove him wrong. He vows to make the kill.
But someone else vows to get in his way. Someone with a big mouth, a sugar habit, and blond hair. Someone who makes his heart start beating again.
And so Charming is left holding more than one person’s fate in the palm of his hand. He thought the choice would be easy, that there really wasn’t a question at all.
He was wrong.
Life or Death?
I just happen to love these pictures and they were so fun to countdown, so I am so sharing these again!
Character Interview with Charming From Charmed by Cambria Hebert
Hello Mr. Charming! Thanks so much for being here. I really appreciate you stopping by for me to interrogate, I mean interview you. 😉 I now know why Frankie is attracted to you *sighs* as you are a lovely sight to behold. LOL so anyways, let’s get started…
Tell me a little something about yourself…
I kill people. I like money. I like fast cars. And this body… it isn’t my first one.
Tell me how you feel about being an escort…
It’s a job. I’m good at it. Beyond that I don’t think too much about it. To be honest I don’t feel much.
How did you feel when you first saw Frankie?
She annoyed the living crap out of me. I have never met a more infuriating person. Ever.
What’s the first thing that pops into your head when I say Frankie’s name to you?
Curves. She’s got lots of curves.
How did you feel when you realized Frankie was trying to mess things up for you? And what did you expect from her reasoning behind it 🙂
You know that annoyed feeling you get when you are eating and a fly keeps buzzing around your head, trying to land on your food? That’s how I felt. I wanted to swat her. As far as her reasoning… I think she should just stay out of it.
When you first kissed Frankie, it was supposed to a ploy, but do you think that kiss changed things for you?
It changed everything. It made me feel things I hadn’t felt in close to a hundred years. It also scared me… when you feel for someone you become vulnerable.
How did you hold up when you realized GR was going to start interfering with Frankie?
It made me more determined than ever to get away from him and his life. At that point I knew I couldn’t walk away from her so the only alternative was to protect her. I’m not the kind of guy you want to go to war with… I don’t have much of a conscience, and I will do anything to keep what’s mine.
I now know you would do anything to be with Frankie, but did you ever in your wildest dreams think it would happen like this and with someone like her?
No. never. I thought I would be alone forever. And I was okay with that.
Are you happy with how things turned out between yourself, Frankie, and GR?
Yes, I am. I certainly won’t be missing him. I am a little concerned about Piper though… I don’t think she is as free as we are…
Do you regret anything?
I try not to regret anything. If I did that I would spend the rest of my life hating myself.
Do you think GR will reneg on his word and try to come back for you?
If he knows what’s good for him he will stay away from me and what’s mine.
In a perfect world, what would happen with you and Frankie?
In a perfect world we would be happy, we would maybe have a family and death will leave us alone.
A little of this and that…
Boxers or Briefs? LOL yep, right to that one 😉Boxer Briefs… if I bother with any at all.
Coffee or tea?Coffee. Black.
Coke, sprite, dr. pepper, other?I don’t drink that garbage. Frankie likes Cherry Coke.
Mountains or beach?Beach. I have a beach house in L.A.
Winter or summer?Summer. I hate snow.
Vampire or werewolf?Does it matter? I’d kill them both.
Cold or hot?Hot.
Night or day?Night.
Moonlight or sunlight?Both.
Steak, seafood, burger, or pizza?Steak.
Thanks for hanging out with me today Charming!!! J
Thank you for having me.
ABOUT CAMBRIA HEBERT
Cambria Hebert is the author of the young adult paranormal Heven and Hell series, the new adult Death Escorts series, and the new adult Take it Off series. She loves a caramel latte, hates math and is afraid of chickens (yes, chickens). She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair. She currently lives in North Carolina with her husband and children (both human and furry) where she is plotting her next book. You can find out more about Cambria and her work by visiting http://www.cambriahebert.com
I absolute love this author, and everything she touches. Cam, I hope you remember who was your stalker first, when stalkers weren’t cool!!! hahahahahah! I am SOOOOOO Happy and Proud of you! Never EVER stop! And don’t forget, you owe me my book boyfriend…. Mr. talk dark motorcycle riding werewolf! So you definitely cannot stop until I get him!!! And with all the reviews up, other than mine, I KNOW you guys will love her just as much!!! GOOD LUCK with the giveaway and make sure you check out this wonderful series! 🙂 Happy reading and later gators!!
Hello everyone!! I am excited to say that this year, I am going to be promoting Blogger Book Fair! There are tons of things going on. Let me tell you a few goodies…
On the Authors and Bloggers page, you’ll see five sections. Five sections, five days of the BBF. Go through one section a day and then if you want to, revisit your favorite places next week! (Better yet, follow the blogs you like!) That is the beauty of an online event, everything will still be there when the event is over!
Now, you do need to make sure that you don’t miss out on the giveaways and free/$.99 books. Be sure to go through these pages at some point, because you will kick yourself if you miss these opportunities to get some great books and prizes.
Next, check out the events. These are particularly fun blog events that cater to your interests.
Lastly, don’t forget to vote in the Reader’s Choice Awards. This will tell your favorite author that you care and give them the confidence to write more books!
So, have a seat, don’t worry about changing out of your pj’s, (I know I’m not) and check out all the awesome stuff we have to offer!
There is also a rafflecopter giveaway with some AWESOME prizes HERE and a readers choice voting poll HERE. Don’t worry I will post those links again at the bottom to remind you 🙂 Now for the goodies for me. I am going to be spotlighting a few authors, and I am also holding a poll for coolest theme song for s book. First, let me show you those authors!
Wynne Channing is an award-winning national newspaper reporter and young adult novelist.
She started writing horror/fantasy tales as a girl. She still has the first novel that she wrote when she was 10. It’s (unintentionally) hilarious.
Wynne loves telling stories and as a journalist, she has interviewed everyone from Daniel Radcliffe and Hugh Jackman to the president of the Maldives and Duchess Sarah Ferguson. The closest she has come to interviewing a vampire is sitting down with True Blood‘s Alexander Skarsgard (he didn’t bite).
She briefly considered calling her debut novel “Well” so then everyone would say: “Well written by Wynne Channing.”
I have read her book What Kills Me and she got a 5 PAWS from me and her sequel I am Forever is due out a little later this year. I absolutely cannot wait for that to come out!!
Amos Cassidy – a team of two. Amos is a 29 year old Diva and Cassidy a 36 year old mum of three. Aside from a passion for writing and a love of reading they also share an addiction to coffee, love anything Joss Whedon and are constantly playing tug of war over Jensen Ackles. They have been writing together for four years and are working on the third book in their Crimson Series.
These authors have a series, Crimson, which includes Crimson Midnight and Crimson Darkness, with book three which is Crimson Dawn, will be out later this year. You can find out more about this series HERE. I am looking forward to starting this series, as it sounds so interesting!!
Lauren Grimley lives in central Massachusetts where she grew up, but her heart is on the beaches of Cape Cod where she spends as much of her time as possible. After graduating from Boston University she became a middle school English teacher. She now balances writing, reading, and correcting, all with a cat on her lap and a glass of red wine close by.
Unforeseen, the first novel in the Alex Crocker Seer series, was Lauren’s debut novel, and she’s thrilled to be continuing the series with Unveiled due out this May. To learn more about her or her writing or to connect with her online visit her website at www.laurengrimley.com
To get a taste of the series read Unknown, a related short available on Amazon!
This author has a couple of books on her belt, and they all sound great!! Her Alex Crocker series has Unforseen and Unveiledin it so far, with Unknown,a short story,too. AND she is offering a GIVEAWAY of this set HERE ON HER BLOG for the fair. So make sure you hope on over there! I also have this series on my TBR pile, which is of course huge, but I still want to read them LOL
A former horse trainer and computer programmer, Brian Rathbone used his old world knowledge and love of fantasy fiction to create The World of Godsland fantasy series, which begins with The Dawning of Power trilogy.
This author has some extremely interesting books that I’ve been eyeing for a while. And now, I’ll have an excuse to move them up the TBR pile, as I am spotlighting him. 🙂 he also has a very cool website!!! 🙂
And Now to the CONTEST
So, I wanted to have this cool contest where the AUTHOR picks a theme song they thing matches their book. They have each submitted a passage from their book along with the song they thing matches. So, now, I will list each author, book title, passage, and song video. You can then use the poll to vote for who your favorite is 🙂 You can also click on each title to take you to the goodreads page for that book if you want more info or wanna add it to you TBR pile. Let’s have some music fun now!
Synopsis: Off the coast of Lanai, far beyond the sailboats, there is a hidden world beneath the beryl-blue sea, the marvelous kingdom of Moku-ola, a place where man and beast live in harmony. Unknown and forbidden to those living above the surface, it has never been discovered….until now.
Tessa, a curious teenager with a taste for adventure roams the sandy beaches of Lanai. Feeling lost and hurt she longs for meaning and a place in this world. By chance, Tessa encounters a mysterious man who appears to be drowning. The attempted rescue puts her own life in danger as she is abducted and dragged out to sea.
Far beneath the oceans surface, Tessa is brought to the frightening and wondrous land of Moku-ola. As the dangers of this world threaten her very survival, Tessa must overcome the barriers of self-doubt to discover the keys to her royal destiny.
Dr. Tara Fairfield weaves a fantastical tale of adventure, forgiveness and acceptance. In Makai Queen we learn the journey is not always easy but the destination is worth it.
Song Choice: Drawn to the Rhythm by Sarah McLachlan
There’s an insatiable hunger in our kisses. The kind that comes from an intense craving for something you want so badly, but don’t believe you can ever really have. Each kiss pulls me in deeper, makes me want him more.
This may be the relationship equivalent of a mirage, but it looks, tastes and feels damned good, and I’m going for it. And I’m going to enjoy every goddamned second of it. Starting now.
I slide my hands underneath his shirt. They glide slowly up the muscular ridges of his abs. My thumbs gently graze his nipples. He sucks in a deep breath in response. I grab hold of the edge of his sweater and shirt and inch them over his head. He pulls them off the rest of the way and tosses them on the floor.
Raine has been hiding more than just washboard abs under that sweater. A tattoo of a large sword with a vine wrapped around it and a vibrant red rose on its elaborate hilt decorates his right arm. A tribal tattoo rings his left bicep. I press my fingertips against the tattoo on the left side of his chest. It’s a bloody heart, pierced by a dagger with a skull handle. There’s a ribbon across it that says Forever. The word is barely visible.
Discovering a darker side to Raine, whose demeanor is more choir boy than badass, is unnerving, yet intriguing. What other secrets lie beneath his cool, calm surface?
My gaze meets his penetrating stare, like a panther sizing up his prey. It unravels me. My knees tremble in response and any concerns about what I’m getting myself into quickly shift to the back of my mind. My only concern, at this moment, is the feel of his hands on my skin.
I lift my blouse over my head and toss it onto a chair. Pulse racing, I guide his hands to the front closure of my red satin bra.
He unhooks it in a single motion and trails kisses down my neck and shoulder as he slides the straps down my arms. The gust of cool air against my hypersensitive nipples only heightens my arousal. He palms my breasts as he continues raining kisses down my body toward nipples already taut, begging for attention.
He swirls his firm tongue around my nipple a few times before flicking it across the sensitive flesh. I let out a long sigh in response.
Moaning softly, I grind my hips against him and twist his hair around my trembling fingers. The space between my thighs grows warmer and wetter. I’m floating in a feeling that is intoxicating and torturous all at the same time. But as good as this feels, I’m ready for more.
I press my hands into his chest, creating a sliver of space between us. Then I grab his hand and lead him to my bedroom.
The twenty or so steps to my bed seem like the longest walk I’ve ever taken. My nipples throb from his sucking and teasing, my heart is beating like a drum and there’s a steady, dull ache emanating from between my thighs. Every erogenous zone on my body is doing a celebration dance, like farmers welcoming the first drops of rain. My body is completely in line with my decision. My head feels the need to interfere.
Why are we doing this? I’m about to leave.
Did I make my bed?
I hope I wore matching underwear today.
What’s going to happen after this?
Maybe we shouldn’t…
We stop at the foot of the bed and look at it for an instant, then at each other.
I place my hands on his chest and lean into him, forcing my eyes to meet his. It’s exceedingly difficult to divert my gaze from his body. The man is sex poured into a glass on ice with a twist of lemon. And I want him.
God, do I want him.
“Is this one of those moments we’re going to seriously regret in the morning?” My voice comes out shaky and for the first time since we started this I’m very conscious of the fact that we’re both half-naked.
He kisses my palm, then my fingertips. “I could never regret this,” he says. “What about you?”
Synopsis:The Indians and the Crackedskulls are locked in the turmoil of war. Neiko–a warrior with the glistening title of “the Chosen One”–finds herself facing a collection of enemies. Her archenemies, Raven and Bloodhawk, have come up with a scheme to destroy her reputation with the help of a phony Indian chieftain.
However, during the unfolding of their plan, Neiko finds out that a land she thought she had only imagined is actually real–and more terrifying than she ever imagined. It turns out that Ramses–the arch-villain of her collection–has sinister plans of his own for Neiko, whom he eventually traps in Qari.
Neiko must find her way back home and turn the tables on her enemies, but what she finds out during her travels in Qari will change her entire existence for all eternity.
Theme song: Spirit Winds by Tomas Walker and leads to New Divide by Linkin Park representing the duality of worlds and intensity of the story from peaceful yet war torn Hawote to the medieval, prehistoric and dangerous Five Lands!
The author also provided a soundtrack for her books as well, which I thought was too cool not to show you guys. Her hard work and song choices are really interesting!
Voodoo by Godsmack (indicative of the villain NightCrawler since he loves playing with and speaks to venomous snakes and deadly animals–forces Neiko to dance with him to this song, part of theme song)
You’re Going Down by Sick Puppies for chase scenes and before battles
Spirit Journey by David R. Maracle Songs:
“Tears” for sad scenes
“Places Unknown” for dreams and other scenes in the paranormal
“Lifeblood of Mother Earth”
Spirit Flutes by David R. Maracle Songs:
“Love Medicine” and “Hand in Hand” for love scenes between Neiko and Monchiska
“Sacred Ground” for part of the Theme song
“Rattlesnake Initiation” part of the theme song and with intense remixes for intense scenes with Nightcrawler because one of his favorite venomous snakes (along with the black mamba and gaboon viper) and first murders are committed with rattlesnakes.
PS, I just wanna say that I loved some of those song choices, even if they weren’t the “theme song” per se. 🙂
The theme song of my book its its name, Hard As a Rock! It’s one of my favorite AC/DC songs and is in honor of the gargoyle in my story.
Here’s a bit of an excerpt that goes with the song:
Her obsidian god stared back at her.
She shrank back down to human size and sighed.
The creature wasn’t real, of course. In fact, its purpose was mainly aesthetic. Few people climbed onto the fierce gargoyle guarding the doorway into the rest of the club. Canna certainly didn’t mind; it made him all the more her property.
Seven feet of black volcanic rock loomed over patrons’ heads. His mouth pulled back in a menacing growl, only partly open. Long black hair draped down his back as shiny and lifelike as any centaur’s. His half-extended wings nearly touched the floor. They flanked a trunk bulging with muscle and strength, scarred with streaks that must have been from being moved around over the years. Had he been a real gargoyle, the sculpture would undoubtedly lead his pride as an alpha.
She called him Goliath, like the giant brought down by a rock as solid as he was.
Each of us tried hard to find conversation topics that wouldn’t upset the other, but we both gave up before we were halfway through the meal, so we finished eating in silence, flashing nervous smiles whenever we made eye contact. A few minutes later I waved my iD at the register and had my shares deducted. Then we got off our stools with their torn orange upholstery and headed out. The sun was down now, a glowing orange in the western sky with spears of pink shooting into the clouds above us. All the buildings to the west were in silhouette, the wind turbines rising from all the roofs and making the skyline look jagged, like the back of some monstrous, spiny reptile. Traffic on Sunset had thickened, with a strange blend of the hundreds of drive tones from all the cars. Soon, the nightlife would kick into gear farther west, and crowds of beautiful young people would line up to get into Paradise or Plastique, or mix houses like The Circuit and Byte. I looked at my watch: Philly opened shop at nine, and she’d get busy quick. The next few hours would be much easier on me if I could get Amy back to the WeStore soon and be on my way. We rounded the corner to leave Sunset behind us, and I immediately knew I’d have to change my plans. A wall of aggression stood in front of us, eight guys or maybe seven guys and one mean looking girl. A mutt gang: Latinos, Asians, others who were probably Armenian, one AfrAm, and one angry white guy with a scruff of blond beard and the expression of someone who’s just stepped in shit. All wore cheap iyz, strictly All-Mart, mostly with straps around the backs of their heads to hold the units in place while they ran or fought. Before I could react, the white guy had grabbed Amy by the arm and yanked her into the huddle. She let out a yelp, but he’d practically lifted her off her feet, and there’d been nothing else she could do. “She’s ours now,” he said. “What else you got?” There was no point in answering. I didn’t have anything worth selling, and the shares on my iD were worthless to them thanks to the nanotech that made iDs useless for anyone but the person whose DNA was encoded in them. That kind of theft wasn’t done with muscle anymore, but in private with little ones and zeroes. Instead, they’d be after my watch and anything else they could pawn. With Amy, it was a different story. She was likely broadcasting the whole thing already, sending out an SOS to the police, secret and otherwise, and any of her phriends who were logged on, but her call for help wouldn’t matter in a second or two. The only reason they hadn’t yanked the iyz off her face was probably that all the mutts were watching me to see what I’d pull. A knife or nunchaku they were ready for. My banglight they weren’t. Philly had talked me into carrying it more than a year ago, and I hadn’t needed it once. It was small enough—no bigger than a lighter—and so I’d always told myself it wouldn’t hurt anything to have it with me. It was better to hang onto it and not need it than put up with the ass chewing Philly would give me for not going out with protection of some kind if things ever went bad. Now I slipped it out of my pocket slowly, my other hand held out toward the blond mutt in a gesture of supplication. I hoped to make him think I had something little that I was just going to give up to him without a fight, and the way he watched me with his sneering little smile told me I’d pulled it off. Then with a smile of my own I thumbed the button, and a bright blue light flooded out from the little cylinder in my hand. The result was instantaneous. All eight of the mutts—and Amy as well—clawed at their eyes, shoving fingers up under the frames of their iyz and screaming in pain. They all went to their knees, weeping. The pain, Philly had told me, was like having your eyeballs pulled out of their sockets and squeezed by pliers, the result of the banglight’s rays intersecting with the lenses of the iyz and shooting a blast of agony straight into the visual cortex. I felt awful about what it was doing to Amy, but I also knew it was temporary and insignificant compared to what she would have endured being passed from one mutt to the other before being discarded in the morning. The banglight burned out after a few seconds, but the damage was done. I walked up to the blond one where he knelt groaning with his fists screwed into his eye sockets, his iyz on the sidewalk beside him. I kicked him once in the stomach, hard, without thinking about it, and when he doubled over I let another fly. It connected with his chin and sent him sprawling backward, unconscious. Oblivious to the indignity their leader had suffered, the others crawled in different directions, moaning and harmless as kittens for the time being. A tall Latino had taken charge of Amy before I used the banglight, and even though he was on his knees with the others, he still managed to keep his grip on her upper arm. I came up to him, crouched, and hit him hard in the solar plexus. He released Amy, and I caught her before she fell. I pulled her to her feet but saw right away that she wouldn’t be able to stand on her own. She had pulled her iyz off after the bang and had them in her hand now, moaning. Holding her up with one hand, I took them from her and put them in my back pocket along with the spent banglight. “We gotta move, baby,” I said, my mouth next to her ear. I looked behind to see if the mutts were up yet, but so far we were okay. “Gotta move.”
Kiefan led me down the east wing hall and opened a door onto a narrow, straight stair that took us downward. The lamplight from the hall quickly dimmed as we descended, and his hand found mine. My breath caught for a heartbeat, at that.
“A few more steps, and turn,” he said, and sure enough when we turned the corner a lamp burned in the wall sconce. Another hallway, windowless and cool, brought us to an ironbound door in the wall. He put his hand on the latch and it clicked open.
Evening sunlight and birdsong trickled into the hall. I’d lost track of time in napping and waiting for the funeral, but it was near sunset now. Outside the door, Kiefan stepped down onto a flagstoned cloister walk and gestured for me to watch the drop when I did the same.
He still held my hand. No voices, nobody nearby to see us. I swallowed a nervous lump in my throat, wondering where he meant to take me. And what he meant to do there. Surely I didn’t have to worry whether anyone would hear me scream… was there anything he could do that I’d need to?
My cheeks warmed.
Slim pillars held up a graceful stone arcade. Between them, we walked onto frost-burnt grass. A gnarled apple tree, leaves golden and half fallen to the ground, stood ringed by a waist-high juniper hedge. Beyond, the castle wall rose sheer and seamless. To either side, the watchtowers bulged from its face and spiked up like smooth horns. I had to crane my neck to find the tips, and in doing spotted the catwalks that connected each tower to the roof of Castle Kaltkern. The garden lay below the keep, hemmed in by saint-cut cliffs on both sides.
A crescent garden, I saw now. To either side, more fruit trees dropped their leaves, and the rose bushes had gone bare for the winter, but the juniper hedges held their green. Under the central apple tree waited a broad wooden bench. By my hand, still warm in his grip, Kiefan led me toward it and a tangle of hopes and fears snapped tight around my heart.
He didn’t sit, though. He stood under the tree and looked up. “Sometimes I can get some quiet here,” he said. “When Mother isn’t seeking solitude herself.”
I looked up, too, into golden leaves and dark branches. Blue, beyond. “It must be lovely in the spring.” I could imagine the trees hazed by white blossoms.
“And in the summer, when the roses are out, the scent hangs like a fog between the walls.”
He still held my hand. My nerves eased, I sidled closer to his shoulder. He smelled of sweat, under his layered woolens. “You spent the afternoon at swordplay?”
He nodded, bringing his gaze down to me. “I thought he would send for the captain, but Woden tossed me a sparring sword himself. I nearly dropped it when he chose one and stood at guard.”
“You sparred with a saint?”
Kiefan shook his head, disbelieving it himself. “I saw him spar with Captain Aleks, once. She said it was her most valuable lesson.”
“You lived to tell. You didn’t ask him to give you quarter?” I risked a smile.
A chuckle. “He gave none, that’s true. I won’t know how many bruises I have until morning, I’m sure.” He tugged out the collar of his cote to feign checking inside. “We spoke about the lamia, and he told me I was using my kir to keep their teeth off me despite the close quarters. The beginnings of a kir-shield. With training, I’ll be able to control it more.”
“We all learned something out there.” I looked up as a chilly breeze sent a few more leaves spinning from the branches and caught a wince on Kiefan’s brow. “Are you hurt? A headache?”
I knew what that meant. I put my hand on his fresh-shaven cheek and turned his head toward me to call his kir. It glowed in answer, revealing a few tangles on his meridian, but I got no further in checking him.
Kiefan leaned over and kissed me, wrapping me in both strong arms. Coaxed my mouth open to spar with his tongue. He left me breathing harder with my palm still on his face.
I combed my fingers over the ridges of his Blessing at the back of his neck and pulled him down for another. His arms tightened on me. His lips made their way to my throat and his tongue tracing the hollow there stabbed a shiver into my spine. My pulse surged.
With a hard breath, he buried his face against my neck and squeezed me till I squeaked. I clung to his shoulders, my feet lifted an inch off the ground. He held me warm and safe, despite the cold breeze.
“You must come to Prohzgrad with us,” he said against my neck. “Cure me with a kiss each night.”
I swallowed a sudden lump. “You’re going away?” I managed to ask through his grip.
He loosened, letting my feet back to the grass, but still held me. “Father must see the duke’s war preparations,” he said, meaning Duke Vysokov. “Then, north to Kernwiese and Rukharbor. Home in time for the jousting tournament. If the snow holds off, we ride south to Ansehen to seal the plans with Adalrich.”
It shouldn’t have been a surprise. Not even taking on my teacher’s duties at the castle could earn me a chance to see him. “Parselev said I must be here to finish my training.”
Kiefan put his forehead to mine, his silver band of a crown skin-warm and Blessing nubs pressing me beside my own. “Write to me. I’ll send letters and tell the messenger to wait for your answer.”
“My writing is awful.” I only had a few years’ practice.
“Do it. Write anything. And be sure to seal it against prying eyes.”
“I could try writing in Arceal.”
“I’ll set tutoring you as one of my duties.”
That pinched my heart. “You have so many duties. Your father, the kingdom…”
“Blessed, bound and sworn to Father Duty.”
“And you’ll marry for duty as well.”
That silenced us both for a moment. “Yes,” Kiefan said, a rough edge to his voice. “And you’ll marry too.”
Speaking it stung all the worse. My eyes blurred and cleared a bit when a tear escaped down my cheek. “Someday,” I whispered.
“If it’s what you wish. Saint Qadeem — some of his disciples forswear marriage.”
I had never thought of taking that path. “I want a home. A family.” I leaned away from Kiefan, looking down. “A husband and… kisses.”
He followed, aiming for my mouth, and I shrank back. Kiefan froze, worry driving off the warmth in his eyes. His arms slid from around me, down both of mine to catch my hands in his as a last resort.
Too true, all of it. We would both marry, and it couldn’t be to each other. Friendship was the best we could hope for, and more kisses would only promise the impossible. I asked, “Why did you ever kiss me, if…?”
He hesitated. “I only wanted to kiss who I pleased. Not for duty. Of all the girls I’ve kissed, there’s only few I truly wished to.” Kiefan let that hang for a heartbeat, and I wanted him to do it again if there’d been so few. “I thought for sure you’d slap me.”
A surprised chuckle burst out of me. “Who slapped you for a kiss?”
Sheepish, he looked away. “One of the maids. Mother warned them well not to let me overstep my honor.”
“Poor prince,” I murmured, laying my hand to the likely cheek in sympathy.
Sure as a charm, he kissed me again but I pushed away. Or meant to, as I might as well try to push the mountain away.
“Don’t.” It came out a whimper. “Don’t lie to me.”
Kiefan let me go. “Never, Kate.”
Stepping backward, I wobbled and hugged myself as the breeze skirled through the apple tree again. “Don’t make me think we could…”
I couldn’t finish. I couldn’t bear to look at him standing under the apple tree with eyes downcast. Turning, I walked back to the door under the columned arcade. The iron latch was frigid and heavy; I struggled a moment as it sucked the warmth from my hands.
Kiefan reached past me and lifted it. He pulled it open. “I’m sorry,” he said, voice low. “You are right, of course. I shouldn’t make promises I cannot keep.”
I stepped up into the hall, out of the breeze. “And neither should I.”
“Deep Inside of You” is Kiefan’s theme song, throughout all six parts of Disciple. At the beginning, he was well settled into his role as a prince and knight, bound to his duties and he had accepted that there’d be little else in his life. He was “all right on my own… and then I met you.”
Theme Song Choice: “Deep Inside of You” by Third Eye Blind.
Aiden Grant has a killer kiss. Literally. And it’s not every reaper who gets to work with the Sixteenth President. Sure, Honest Abe likes to throw out history lessons with reaping assignments, but when you’re favored by the ancients, grim reaper life is pretty sweet for a newly dead seventeen-year-old.
Then things get messy.
Aiden is assigned to reap the soul of Bee, the only girl he has ever loved. When Aiden’s kiss of death fails, intertwining their souls, she is still very much alive and they are both in trouble. The ancients want Bee, who has special powers of her own, and they’ll do anything to get her.
Some rules are meant to be broken, even if that means Aiden must bargain with his own soul to save Bee. Who knew the afterlife could get so complicated?
Theme song of the book is “If I Die Young.” by The Band Perry
With bad guys at her front, more at her back, and a screaming baby giving away her exact location at any given moment, making that jump was the easiest decision of her life.
Seven approached it fast like a bullet. Ninety-Six screamed bloody murder. Maybe it understood what was coming, but Seven knew the baby would thank her when it was old enough to understand. She wouldn’t exaggerate the story in the retelling; she needn’t have to.
They had taken that narrow stretch of hallway, which led to another hallway, and a storage room, and a loading dock stacked with bundles, and a drop of indeterminable height. Outside, a large truck idled with its open back pulled up to the dock. Seven felt the night air on her skin. Stars winked in the fast approaching sky, as if to say, “This is it, kid. You’re home free.”
Her feet left the edge of the loading dock. The pavement met her fast.
Seven’s ankle twisted on the landing, and she fell to one knee. The momentum dragged her along the blacktop. Rocks and broken glass lodged in her skin. The pain was excruciating, but what was chasing her was far worse. She struggled to her feet and set her sights on the truck’s open driver door. She could hear a tinny version of a Bee Gees song playing over the radio, which meant one thing:
Keys in the ignition.
She scurried forward, dragging her bad leg behind her. The inside of the cab smelled like vanilla and rubber. She tightened her one-armed hug of the baby, tossed the letter opener onto the passenger seat, and hoisted her and Number 96 up and in with one free hand.
Next to her, the side-view mirror shattered.
She slammed the door and reached for the ignition. The Bee Gees song ended, and a radio DJ came on to send a shout-out to his girl Marcy in Culver City. And I hope my night grooves got you dancing.
Seven turned the key and pressed the gas pedal to the floor. Her twisted mess of an ankle protested with a searing pain that caused her vision to stutter. She held the wriggling baby tightly in the crook of her left arm and gripped the steering wheel with her right hand. A dart whizzed by her ear and hit the dashboard. Angry shouts were drowned out by engine noise as truck, baby, and Seven screeched forward into the night.
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Welcome to the blog tour of Insanely Drawn! This amazing debut novel is being published through Moon Rose Publishing on the 15th July 2013, and is one worth picking up. A psychological thriller with a paranormal twist, we guarantee you won’t be able to put this one down! Scroll down to find out more, and get ready to add this to your summer reading!
Your first job out of college. It’s supposed to be a stepping stone or a transitional job, not the single defining decision that will alter the course of your entire life. Sienna Kennedy never signed on for the craziness, danger and even love that her new job thrust into her world.
But she didn’t run either.
Assigned to a maximum security floor of Western State Hospital for the mentally ill, the last thing she expected to encounter was a reminder of her past.
Cade Collins’ animal magnetism draws her into an unseen world filled with creatures from her wildest imagination. Discovering his story, as well as the very institution in which she works, becomes her obsession. Her every waking moment is consumed with unearthing a way to free the man that has stolen her heart, body and mind.
The secrets Sienna finds will free them of their bonds…or lead them to their doom. Fate flung the two destined souls together, but how can any love survive in such a demented place, filled with peril and danger?
Let me start by saying that for a first novel, this was well done. Secondly, it’s not your typical, run of the mill, same old paranormal. It’s fresh, and unique, and a lovely writing style, with some crazy twists, and some creeptastic characters, and a sweet love story, that maybe isn’t so fairy tale-ish, but is still sweet to me. Plus, there’s crazy people, and no I don’t mean the mentally impaired that are imprisoned here 🙂
Sienna is a small town girl, until she started college, and the she realized she likes the city living. So just literally jumps in feet first in working at a mental institution. Boy, was this a crazy wake up call. She learns upon arrival that she is the new nurse for the most dangerous floor on the hospital, along with all the murderers. Yeah, I might have run away, quickly, but she stands her ground. And then she realizes real fast that she knows someone there. And the adventure begins. I like Sienna. She’s more down to earth, and likable. Like really likable, because she isn’t over the top, or crazy kick ass, or whatever. She’s a nurse and she wants to help people. Dude, who wouldn’t like her 🙂 The Cade situation merrits talking about, but I seriously have to be careful not to get spoilery which is going to be major hard. I can tell you he is a patient of the mental hospital. I can tell you him and Sienna knew each other as children. I can tell you the doctors think he’s the most unstable patient there. And I can tell you that he’s a special case…. Anything else would ruin something. Seriously. I don’t even wanna say too much about the relationship between Sienna and Cade because it’s just wrong to spoil things. 🙂 But, I will say this, you will fight for them if you read this. You will want it to all work out 🙂
The plot twists are amazing. I seriously got blind sided and never saw some of them coming. You literally have no idea who to trust, or who’s in on what, or in need of becoming the mental patient instead of a worker. Like, crazy good ending. I also wasn’t expecting that. I am not sure what I can say to elaborate there either. Ok, I will say, think of this as a very cool, very mysterious, paranormal romance. 🙂 How’s that? This way, you can be as surprised as I was 🙂 I am impressed. I know I don’t say that often, but really, the first book of a series or a stand alone has to really hook me, and this one definitely did. I am looking forward to much more! 5 CRAZY MYSTERIOUS CREEPTASTIC PAWS!!!
First, tell me a little about your book and why you wanted to write this particular story….
I had an intense dream that I just had to get out and that was why I wrote Insanely Drawn. The story haunted me. The book is about a woman, Sienna Kennedy, and her attempt to deal with the life changing situation she finds herself in. She is drawn to a man, Cade Collins and it is that intense passion that leads her into a dark world filled with danger. There are twists and turn around every corner and no black and white answers in the end.
Do you recall how your interest in writing originated or did you always just know?
I just always knew. I can remember being no more than eleven, sitting with a typewriter (yes, I’m that old), typing away while I listened to classical music on my boom box and drank grape juice out of a wine goblet. I guess I was always a little dramatic.
What inspired you to write your first book and what was it?
My first novel, Insanely Drawn, was based on a dream. I saw the beginning and the ending so clearly. The middle, I winged. It’s not a typical storyline but it’s what I dreamed. I was tempted to change it up, the ending. But every time I tried, it just didn’t feel true to the story.
Are experiences based on someone you know, or events in your own life?
In the Insanely Drawn novel, no. But I am working on two new series that are more personally based.
How do you chose when/which characters die in your books?
I can usually feel when a death is needed. I pick the characters that death will either move the story in the right direction or have the most emotional impact.
Are there any new authors that have grasped your interest?
Roxy Mews is a new author. Her first book will be out October 1, 2013 and from what I have seen- she is snarky, sassy and her story will make for a fun read.
Who do you look up to as a writer?
Anne Rice… totally influenced my writing and maybe George R R Martin. I love that he will kill anyone.
If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your book?
Or course. You always learn and second guess. There was a scene that I toyed with putting in that I now wish I had.
Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?
The stories I write are very cinematic. Clues to what is really going on would be easy to put in if you were watching a movie but when writing a book… it’s different. If I were to make a big deal about a little detail, it would give the plot away.
What book are you reading now? Or what genre? My followers love author’s opinions!
I’m currently reading The Dom Who Loved Me by Lexi Blake. I have had the pleasure of meeting her a few times and I’m very curious to read her stuff. Enjoying it so far.
Who designed the cover? And do you help with them?
The lovely Miranda Stork did my cover. I told her a few basic things I wanted included and she did the rest. Brought my vision to life.
Did you learn anything from writing your books and what was it?
I have learned that I enjoy writing darker material. Killing characters is fun for me. I can get out my aggression that way and it’s totally harmless. That’s not to say that I don’t have different ideas roaming around my head. And I will write it… someday. Just enjoying the type of books I’m writing at the moment.
If you could be one of your characters, who would you chose?
I would be Dr. Lawrence Montgomery because, in my opinion, he has the most story to tell. On top of that, he is one sick, demented soul and I love that.
Are there any books you think some of us should read, just because?
The Quest by Mary Abshire. She’s not well known and I think her stuff is worth taking a chance on.
Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?
Thank you for taking the time to read the interview. I really hope you enjoy reading Insanely Drawn and fall in love with Sienna and Cade, just like I did. Please read all the details carefully and you will see the story unfold before your eyes in a new light.
More About The Author
I was always the girl who spent most of her life living in her head, even at an early age. My made up worlds were so much more interesting than real life. In them, anything was possible. I could be a reckless archaeologist digging up a mummy who came to life, terrorize a medieval village by drinking all their blood, start an intergalactic war between rival planets, or ride a wild stallion with a hunky Native brave clad only in a breech cloth, all within the course of a weekend.
Life didn’t stay simple. I had to grow up, get a job, became a wife and mother and put all my dreams on hold. After a change in my life, I found myself a single mom who had plenty of time to fall back into the land of make believe.
One night I opened up my computer and soon several novels were penned. Now I have embarked on a journey to become the person I always envisioned myself to be, an author, sharing my crazy ideas with the world.
I really do hope you guys check out this book and this author. I really enjoyed today! A special thanks to the lovely Miranda Stork who is always doing something cool with Moon Rose publishing, and to the author, for being a wonderful guest! You guys are always welcome back! And yo, Miranda, don’t forget you need to visit soon for one of your OWN books, say, more Scarlett Rain please 🙂 LOL Happy reading everyone and later gators!