Isis, Vampires, and Ghosts~Oh My! Blog Tour w Giveaway!

Now on Tour Isis, Vampires and Ghosts – Oh My! By Janis Hill

Isis, Vampires and Ghosts – Oh My!

Other World Series

Book One

Janis Hill

Genre: Urban Fantasy

Publisher: Hague Publishing

ISBN: 978-0-9872652-7-2

Word Count: 90,000

Cover Artist: Jade Zivanovic

Book Description:

Too late to save her sister’s life, Stephanie Anders must now try to save her soul from the vampire who has possessed her, Branwyre, eighteenth vampire Lord of the Aegean.

With only the aid of the ghost of a pissed-off Buddhist monk with a potty mouth and the modern day Priestess of Isis, Stephanie must take on demons and other denizens of a world she knows nothing about if she is to succeed in banishing Branwyre.

But even more difficult than that, she must learn how to forgive her sister Estella for what she did to her if she is to have even half a chance of saving her soul. Welcome to a world within our own – the Other World.

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Extract from Isis, Vampires and Ghosts – Oh My! by Janis Hill 

Chapter 5

Estella had the grace and timing to wake up just after I’d hauled her dead weight, literally, into the chair and balanced it there long enough the grab the rope.

“By the Light of Isis, what do you think you’re doing?” Her tone was nearly petulant enough to be the old Estella asking me, not the new peace-and-love one.

“Following your High Priestess’ instructions.” I grunted while tying her hands behind her back as best I could, before continuing to wrap the rope around her and the chair.

“But why are you tying me to a chair now?” she asked, aghast to realise just how tight I had done it. “Branwyre can’t take over until night time. We’ve got at least another hour.”

Ignoring her question for a moment, I snatched her right foot and tied it to the corresponding chair leg. Then, ignoring the attempted kick, did the same to her left one.

“Roxanna clearly states in her instructions here to gather the required items, purify them and set it all up, you included.” I waved the note at her before continuing to wrap her legs, backside and chair in the rope. Yeah, I’d gotten a decent amount. Who says two for one sales are a waste of time? “Nowhere in her instructions does it say we should stop for coffee and a chat. When I’ve got as much of it ready as I can before moonrise, I can actually have a rest. You know, something even we non-undead need to do from time to time.”

She went to protest, I even paused to watch the show I felt she was about to perform, but other than gaping a few times like a stunned fish, she stayed quiet. Wow, this Light of Isis was amazing if it could prevent the Queen of Whinge from speaking.

“Fine then,” she finally managed, a slight sulky tone to her voice. “But how am I meant to eat dinner?”

I sighed; I hadn’t honestly thought of that, going along the lines that she was dead. Yes she was an animated corpse right now, but dead was dead. You shouldn’t have to provide meals for them.

“Nowhere in my instructions does it say I have to feed you.” I muttered. Then feeling I should relent a little as she’d found it within herself to be nicer. “But how about I order pizza, and you eat it cold later. Surely even the Light of Isis can’t have cured you of your cold pizza habits.”

She sighed, but said no more for a moment. Didn’t even pout, which surprised me even more than the silence.

“I do wish you’d be more respectful of Isis and her purifying Light,” is all she eventually said as I was adding a few more knots to the back of the chair.

“Uh-huh.” I was more interested in making sure I’d done a good job, than listen to a lecture on appropriate religious respect. Especially from someone who in the past hadn’t held any respect for anyone or anything.

“And no dinner is fine; I don’t seem to have the need to eat that often anymore.” She continued, trying to watch me over her shoulder. “I won’t have you dissing cold pizza though.”

“Sure!” I said, standing back and wiping sweat from my brow and then my hands on my dress. I remembered I was still in one of my best ‘sombre but not kinky’ little black dresses, not having had a chance to change. So Roxanna’s wodge of cash was buying me a few clothes tomorrow, too. Why not! If I wasn’t allowed to go home until this was all over, she owed me at least a pair of jeans and clean underwear. I checked the instructions again. Okay, so all items purified, sister roped tightly into chair. Salt time! Boy I hoped the motel’s maid service wouldn’t be too pissed at me, or at least wouldn’t notice until after we’d left.

My Review

This one is a very interesting new take on vampires, and the troubles they cause. As well as, ridiculous family members and the lengths you will go for them 🙂 And on the side, it’s not just paranormal people hunting down vampires, think old school dracula, where normal, religious people use their beliefs and their will to fight the evil. The case here it the Goddess Isis, her followers, rid the world of vampires, but not the lovely Edward Cullen- no I don’t like him- or my fav Jean Claude-from Anita Blake- this is a disease and parasite that becomes a complete killing machine. Very intriguing about my love/hate relationship with vampers right 🙂

Stephanie starts the story on her way to bury her sister, who has been a bad new, pain in the @$$, bratty little sister. She comes off a little cold at first because she is relieved that her sister died, until you realize all the bad things her sister really did. LOL And then she meets the church people, and poof, her sister is dead, but not, and is attached to a very old, very evil vampire, and she needs to help rescue that bad sister all over again. It’s hilarious, all the things Stephanie says in her head while the priestess is explaining all of this to her. Stephanie has a fantastic sarcastic side, and she’s not as cold as she wants to seem.

Estella, the baby sister in rescue, Trishna, the over the top funny ghost of a monk who follows them, and of course the Mr Brandwyre, are our secondary characters, and with Stephanie, they made the story. The ridiculously hilarious curses that flew from their mouths, and the things they did, it made the story so awesome. Estella even gets to redeem herself to Stephanie, and the bad guy well, he’s still a bad guy so I won’t tell you 🙂

The writing flows well, and major props for finding some fresh creativity to go around vampires and the religious part, I thought would bother me, made it more interesting. I am definitely gunna watch out for book two, as this one was so much fun! 4.5 PAWS!!

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About the Author:

Janis grew up in and around Darwin, Australia, and its rural surrounds. As a child, she spent a lot of time around ‘science geeks’ at the Darwin University, where her father was a lecturer for many years. It took her a long time to realise that not everyone got to grow up like that or could relate to all the Science Labs scenes in the old Dr Who.

Janis now lives in the Adelaide Hills with her husband and 3 children, lovingly referred to as the ‘Demonic Hordes’. She is a semi-retired ICT Support Officer who, when not writing, takes pride in her work as a Haus Frau while dabbling in the art of translating century old cookery books into modern recipes to experiment on her family with.

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Hollowntown Blog Tour w Giveaway!!

Hollownton Homicide by Gretchen S. B.

Hollownton Homicide

Anthony Hollownton

Book 1

Gretchen S. B.

Genre: Urban Fantasy / Mystery

ISBN: 978-1495499463

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Number of pages: 258

Word Count: 82,628

Cover Artist: Talina Perkins

Book Description:

Homicide detective Anthony Hollownton thought he had seen it all until he and his partner, Rick Nelson, are called to a murder scene unlike any Tony has come across. There are no witnesses and none of the neighbors heard a thing.

Once Tony starts to investigate the facts of the case become stranger and stranger.

As the body count rises Tony is drawn into a world he did not know existed.

Starting with a visit from a dead woman from his past.

He must decide whether the paranormal truly exists or if these killing are some kind of delusional gang war.

Excerpt:

Anthony swung up in bed. What had woken him? Had his alarm gone off? There was a ringing noise. He turned to his left and made a grab for the phone next to his bed.

“Anthony Hollownton.”

That was as polite as they were getting for the middle of the night. If they had a problem with that they could deal with it. He looked at his alarm clock, five am. That meant barely more than two hours of sleep. Why would someone call him at five am?

There was a pause on the other end.

“Hello.” He repeated. He felt himself freeze.

He could hear talking on the other end. He silently pleaded that it wasn’t the same woman from earlier. He was just frustrated enough to trace the call and chew her out. He heard a male voice come on to the other end and Anthony exhaled, forcing his muscles to relax one by one. He had to get sleep; he was jumping to ridiculous conclusions.

“Hey Tony, sorry to call so early man, but I gotta ask you a question.” It was his partner. The tone in the man’s voice sounded serious but genuinely upset about saying whatever it was he was about to say.

Tony felt himself tense again, what if something was wrong with Amanda or the baby?        “What is it Rick?” Tony tried to sound neutral.

When he heard his partner sigh he relaxed again feeling more tired than before.

“Look man, I don’t believe it but Amanda asked me to so I’m doing it.”

Tony screamed in his head. He wanted to get back to sleep. “Get to the point Nelson. I want to go back to bed.”

The use of the last name was usually reserved for when they were working. It showed Rick he meant business and told him to get to the point.

“As you know the land line is on Amanda’s side of the bed and she has picked up three phone calls since we went to bed she says it was a woman who laughs and hangs up. After the third time Amanda called *69 and the number is yours, your land line anyway. I wasn’t sure at first since you don’t really use it. But when I double checked in my cell, the numbers matched. I told her it was crazy, since you never have women over. I told her that outside of her and other cops you don’t even know any women, no offence, but she’s making me call anyway to make sure.”

Tony’s jaw dropped. Now he was wide-awake. He must have been silent too long because his partner’s voice came on with a worried tone.

“Hey Tony, you still there?”

Tony flicked on his bedroom light and scanned the room, empty. “Yeah man, I’m here, just shocked. I don’t have anyone here and I’ve been asleep. You know it could be some prank caller who knows how to reroute numbers or something.”

Tony debated telling his partner about the call at work but quickly dismissed it. With a wife and a four-month-old daughter Rick had enough on his plate.

“Yeah, I figured as much. I was just calling to make sure. Sorry for waking you up man. I hope you can get back to sleep.”

Tony nodded. So did he. “Yeah, good night Rick.”

He heard his partner say something to his wife. “Good night Tony, See you tomorrow, I mean today.”

As he hung up the phone Tony looked about his room. There was nothing out of the ordinary. Against the wall at the foot of his bed was his 42′ TV. To the left of the bed was the closet, which was still open from when he put away his work clothes, no one was in there. To the right of the TV was the door out into the rest of the apartment, still closed. Everything on the nightstand was still where he left it. Turning, he looked at the window above the bed, still locked. He turned back reaching into the top drawer of his nightstand and pulled out his gun and got out of bed. If there was anyone in his apartment he was going to find them.

 My Review

Such an interesting story! You know, crimes go unsolved everyday and what if one say you found out that paranormal reasons were behind that. Well, Anthony aka Tony, is a homicide detective. He’s a good cop but he’s pretty rational. Until horrible, weird murders start happening and he starts seeing things he can’t explain. And dreaming of people he thinks are dead but know things. It’s definitely intriguing in the mystery department with a little paranormal to spice it up!!

I like Tony. He’s your everyday overworked detective. He’s got routines and he takes his job seriously. But then, after a really gruesome crime scene, he starts seeing creatures and dreaming of his friend from high school who’s supposed to be dead. And people around him start acting weird. It’s up to him to not only solve the murders but to unravel the paranormal mystery surrounding it and himself.

The writing flows so well, and I think the cop duties felt real. It’s like a ride along except scary lol. It’s also modern because paranormal isn’t supposed to exist. And I loved all the mystery. It keeps you on your toes and makes for suspense to keep you reading. Curiosity killed the kitty but you just have to know what’s gunna happen! Plus the supernatural part of this book is awesome and unique. I am specifically not saying anything because I liked finding out gradually about things. I hope there’s more from this book, I’d love to read it, maybe a follow up!! 🙂 4.5 PAWS!!

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Author Guest Post

Hello Everyone,

For my guest post today I wanted to give you a deleted scene from my latest book Hollownton Homicide. This book was originally part of a dream sequence toward the beginning or the book. When I rewrote the story earlier this year so it could be published I cut this part of Tony’s dream because ultimately, it just did not fit with the flow of the scene or the new direction of the story. It is from an early version so please excuse the editing mistakes.

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“You feel wrong Tony, may I check something?”

Tony knew his face held his confusion, but he knew better than to doubt Chris’s intuition. It has come in handy many times in high school. He nodded.

She gave him a small smile but he could see the worry in her eyes. “Now I’m not getting fresh Two-tone.”

Right after she said it she closed her eyes and her right hand came up to the side of his face. Her long fingers slid upward until they were buried in his hair and her thumb was above his ear.  He closed his eyes as well. Even if she hadn’t warned him he would not have thought Chris was hitting on him. There was simply a different emotion behind her touch. Then he noticed it, her hand was warm, not just warm but at young Chris’s warmer than most body temperature.       Before he could say anything he felt her in his head. It was one of the strangest things he’d ever felt. Her presence moved from her own body to his. As he started to panic he heard her voice waft though his mind.

Relax Tony, I need you to relax, you know I would never hurt you.

Tony forced himself to relax she was right. It was after all just a dream. Then he saw her, or what he thought was her. A light green glow came from where her hand rested on his head. Then he heard her again but he knew she wasn’t speaking to him.

And what do you think you’re doing?

The light covered his mind like a blanket, warm and comforting. Tony knew in that second Chris could kill him from inside out if she wanted to. That knowledge didn’t scare him instead he saw her in a new light, he had underestimated her.

“Okay Two-tone I want you to open you eyes.”

Tony did as instructed and was startled to see that beyond Christina on the far side of the wall was a huge full-length mirror. He could see most of himself from behind Chris’s body. He must have jumped because he heard her chuckle. Tony glanced at her but her eyes were still closed.

“Okay Two-tone look in the mirror closely and tell me what you see.” Her tone was that of a patient teacher.

Tony felt himself smile as he looked back at the mirror. At first he just saw them.

Look closer Tony.

At her urging he took a deep breath and then looked in to the mirror at the details. He could see the slight curve of her back that showed she was leaning into him. He could see her body moving ever so slightly as she breathed. He was just about to question that when he saw it. The green glow he had seen in his head bloomed like a flower to encompass her. It grew faint as it moved across her back, it soon haloed her body. Tony began to shift to see if he could see her green-lit outline without the mirror. He felt her nails gently caress his scalp while the palm stayed still.

“Tony keep your eyes on the mirror you need to watch this.”

Tony wanted to protest but looked back at the mirror. His gaze followed up her arm until he was watching where it vanished in his thick hair. The green light was strongest here and had spread to outline part of his head. The light was pulsing, he would not have noticed it if he wasn’t looking directly at it. The green light seemed thicker above where her hand lay. Concentrating on that one spot Tony soon saw why.

There was a black spot covering the side of his head. It wasn’t like the green light surrounding Chris; this spot seemed to be stuck to him like tar where the green light was of Christina. He watched in silence as the soft green light chipped the black spot from Tony, the entire time Tony could still feel the warm comfort of that green glow.

About the Author:

Gretchen happily lives in Seattle, Washington where she spends her time creating new characters and situations to put them in. She also enjoys cheering on her local sports teams, even though it sometimes seems they are allergic to winning (Except the Super Bowl!).

She graduated from Central Washington University with a BA in History and a BA in Philosophy. She loves that Washington provides a large range of activities, from Shakespeare in the park to rodeos. At the end of her adventures she unwinds by curling up on the couch, knitting while catching up TV shows via Netflix.

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Happy Book Birthday Unbreakable!!

Unbreakable

Unbreakable

He isn’t everything he says he is. He’s even more…Who is Chase Tallman, the newest member of Shadow Falls? What made him into the sexy, mysterious vampire he is today? And what led him to Della Tsang?

Step back in time and unearth the secrets that haunt him. The secret of how he became a vampire—and how he knows so much about being reborn. Secrets about his first love, his family–and what steers him toward Della, the beautiful, complicated girl he just can’t seem to stay away from. The one who makes him want things he thought he’d given up on long ago.

It all began with a research study, a palm reader, and a plane crash that sent him on a quest…for a love that’s unbreakable.

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Trailer  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l_kmqAW4v8M

My Review
I love this!! You get a look at the mysterious Chase! I loved the Shadow Falls series and this new spin off is just as awesome!! You not only get this story from Chase’s POV but you get to understand why he is who he is. His past is a major part of him and his decisions so I loved it! And my only complaint- I wish it were longer!! LOL!! Excellently done 🙂 5 PAWS!

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C.C. Hunter

C.C. Hunter

website http://www.cchunterbooks.com/

C.C. Hunter grew up in Alabama, where she caught lightning bugs, ran barefoot, and regularly rescued potential princes, in the form of Alabama bullfrogs, from her brothers. Today, she’s still fascinated with lightning bugs, mostly wears shoes, but has turned her focus to rescuing mammals. She now lives in Texas with her four rescued cats, one dog, and a prince of a husband, who for the record, is so not a frog. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, spending time with her family, or is shooting things-with a camera, not a gun.C.C. Hunter is a pseudonym. Her real name is Christie Craig and she also writes humorous romantic suspense romance novels for Grand Central. www.christie-craig.com

C.C. would love to hear from you. Because of deadlines, it may take her a day or so to get back with you, but she will reply. cc@cchunterbooks.com

Books by CC Hunter

Shadow Falls Series

born at midnight
Born at Midnight
awake at dawn

Saved At Sunrise

Shadow Falls: After Dark

shadow falls the beginning

Reborn

AVAILABLE Sept. 30, 2014!

unbreakable
Unbreakable  Shadow Falls: After Dark Novella

AVAILABLE October 30, 2014!

shadow falls eternal
Eternal  Shadow Falls: After Dark (Book 2)

Happy reading and Later Gators!!

All Things Pretty Release Day Blitz w giveaway!

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We are so stoked to bring you the Release Day Launch for M. Leighton’s ALL THINGS PRETTY! ALL THINGS PRETTY is a Contemporary Adult Romance and the third novel in M. Leighton’s Pretty Series. Sig’s book is here!

All Things Pretty

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Excerpt:

Her lips are still curved when she turns her attention back to me. Something about the moment hits me like a punch to the gut. I think for a second that I could stand here and stare at her, just enjoy her smile and her happiness for hours. Days, maybe. But I can’t. We can’t. So, instead, I brush a clump of mud from the end of her nose. “Have fun?”

“I did. Thank you. This was so good for him.”

“And you.”

“And me,” she concedes.

“You can be the real you around me anytime. I won’t tell a soul.”

“So you prefer this?”

“Oh, hell yeah! I don’t need glamorous. Or proper.”

“I’m not proper.”

“You forget that I heard your…expressiveness that day on the side of the road. And it didn’t consist of ‘darn’ or ‘golly gee’. But I haven’t heard anything like that come out of your mouth since then.”

“Ladies aren’t supposed to talk that way, according to Lance.”

“I don’t want a lady. I want a woman. One who knows her own mind. One who wears what she’s comfortable in, one who says what she’s thinking.” I take a step closer. I can’t help myself. Her scent draws me in. Even covered in mud, she smells like sexy sunshine. “I want the woman who kisses like she’s on fire and makes me feel like I’m the only one who can put her out.”

“Sig,” she begins.

I break in to cut her off. I know her objections. And I know how much I don’t want to hear them. “I’m just being honest. I’m not even touching you.”

Her eyes are glued to mine, a damn near irresistible gravity pulling us together. “It’s not like you can anyway. I mean, we’re in public. With my little brother. What could you possibly touch?”

I reach down and smear my hand in mud. With her eyes locked on mine, I reach between us and flatten my palm on her chest, right over her heart. “This. I’d touch this.”

ALL THINGS PRETTY Synopsis:

Pretending to be something they’re not, afraid to trust anyone completely, destined to tear each other apart– this is the story of unlikely love and unbearable consequences.

Sig Locke is a cop. He was raised by a cop and all his brothers are cops. He bleeds blue, believes in right and wrong, and sees in black and white, never in shades of gray.

But that was before he met Tommi.

Tommi, with her long legs and bright green eyes, she captured Sig’s interest from the moment he saw her. Even after he discovered who she was–the girlfriend of a drug dealer, the beauty behind a criminal–he still found her utterly irresistible. What Sig doesn’t know, however, is that she has a secret even a cop can’t uncover.

Tommi Lawrence hasn’t had an easy life, and it only got more complicated the day she met Sig. She learned long ago that she can’t trust anyone. Her gut tells her that Sig is no exception, her heart tells her that he is. But that was before she found out his real identity.

Can love be forged in a fire of lies? Or will the truth destroy them both?

Author PhotoM. Leighton Bio:

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author, M. Leighton, is a native of Ohio. She relocated to the warmer climates of the South, where she can be near the water all summer and miss the snow all winter. Possessed of an overactive imagination from early in her childhood, M. Leighton finally found an acceptable outlet for her fantastical visions: literary fiction. Having written over a dozen novels, these days M. Leighton enjoys letting her mind wander to more romantic settings with sexy Southern guys, much like the one she married and the ones you’ll find in her latest books. When her thoughts aren’t roaming in that direction, she’ll be riding horses, swimming in ponds and experiencing life on a ranch, all without leaving the cozy comfort of her office.

A note from M. Leighton: I love coffee and chocolate, even more so when they are combined. I’m convinced that one day they could be the basis for world peace. I also love the color red and am seriously considering dying my hair.

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