Vampires Vs Werewolf Blog Hop

Vampires and Werewolves. They are two of the most well known and popular paranormal creatures today. Bones from Night Huntress (Chapter 32 anyone? *wink*) or Alcide Herveaux from the Sookie Stackhouse series, etc. This hop is all about the vampires and werewolves! Are you a vampire lover or werewolf lover?

If you had to choose would you cuddle up with your sexy dangerous vampire throughout the long nights or would you rather a sexy testosterone filled dominate werewolf that let out the most interesting of growls at *ahem* fun moments?

I have to admit it is a hard choice I know! I do so love both! But if you had to choose: vampires or werewolves?

Most of you know, I am always a werewolf fan! BUT- every once in a while, there’s a vamp that comes along and steals a little piece of my heart 🙂 so now is your chance to tell me whose side your on!!

Here’s some more awesome people participating!!

the following link which enables anyone to access this page and grab the appropriate code for his own type of blog to share 🙂

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Ok, now that I’ve shown you the players, lets play the game! Let me tell you why I’m always a werewolf fan…
•wolves are my all time favorite animal. I love them heart and soul, so why wouldn’t I wanna be able to change into the animal I love most 🙂
•I’m always cold- I know I live in the freaking hottest place ever- but I’m still always cold… Weres are usually hotter than most and vampers are cold… Not a good combination for me LOL
•I enjoy nature and outside and I hate politics and I’m very family oriented… Vampers are solitary and always about espionage and conspiracies hahaha I’d be the first vamp killed as cannon fodder!
•I am surrounded by animals- by choice- so of course a wolf pack is cooler than a buncha people who wanna bite me… Plus I can save a wolf’s life but I don’t do people… Unless you eat doggie treats! HA!!!
• I’m average, simple and chubby cuz I like my culture’s food- this would be unacceptable for a vamp- they are always pretty!! I do NOT primp, hell I don’t fix my hair or wear makeup unless its a major special occasion!
•last but not least, I don’t want to live forever! I happen to like mortality because it makes life and it’s little surprises mean so much more… Trust me, I will be the crazy granny, with an oxygen pump, a mixed drink, and a heavy purse who beats up people with it when I’m old- DO YOU want that as a vampire who could live forever… I don’t think so!! And I’ll probably wear the fuzzy slippers and have blue hair with rollers!! Hahahahahaha

So… Do you need any more reasons for me to chose the werewolf side? Lawd I’m scared if you do!! LOL so… I’m ready to give something away. I’d like for your comment to tell me which side you chose and why. It doesn’t have to be elaborate. I’d also like for you to tell me if you’re US or international… Because I’m also going to let you chose your winnings 🙂 so you can say… you’re Bob from England and you wanna win Guilty Pleasure by Laurell K Hamilton bc you just love Jean Claude cuz he’s the best vampire!! Lol I’m personally a Richard and Jason fan, but even I love me some Jean Claude. I’m going to try to make it easily accessible for everyone like a book from the Book Depository or amazon or if it’s new and in hard back maybe a digital copy! So go forth and comment and then go to more sites participating and comment there too!!! 🙂

Good luck everyone and happy reading!! Later Gators!!


Blood Life Blog Tour w giveaway

Hello everyone! Yep, I’m another stop for another blog tour, and guess what, I’ve got ANOTHER GIVEAWAY!!! 🙂 YAY!! 🙂  so, today I have several things going on, I’ve got my review, I’ve got an interview with the author and a character, an except, a guest post from the author, and another giveaway! yep, that’s 2 giveaways! I’ve got a ton, so let’s get right to it!! 😉 

Blood Life

From Goodreads: Not your typical vampire story: this book is an unforgettable paranormal adventure just waiting to reveal itself without restraint! Starting off at a slower, fairytale pace, the story shifts, killing the sweetness without looking back, and jettisons the reader into a world of chaos and calm, loyalty and adversity, redemption and long lost love. 

Blood Life is a vampire/witch thriller full of blood, magic, love, violence, and sex. It is no Twilight or Vampire Diaries! It’s much darker and sexier, but equally as engrossing and unique. The witches and vampires of the fictional world of the Spectrum have united and created a race of half-breeds called the Combined. These are very powerful entities, but their race has been threatened by a rogue vampire with very old, powerful blood named Lokee, the son of the Great Witch, Devendra. This story is about letting Fate play out, but in all its turmoil, trying to save one woman who will be the key to saving the witches, the vampires, AND the Combined. Of course, the villain is very much against all that, and tortures her time and again to try to destroy her. 

Can the Combined’s strongest vampire adversary form an army to defeat them, or will the power of three keep the race on top? Centered around the lives of four integral characters, Blood Life is an adventure series unlike any in the genre. Meet Devendra, a powerful witch descended from one of the first lineages; Lokee, her son and worst enemy; Roman, her friend and companion; and Alethea, the key to it all…

And now, here’s a little excerpt for you to check out… 

“Sleeping Lyca lay

 While the beasts of prey

Come from caverns deep

View’d the maid asleep.”

 –William Blake



The channel seemed deeper, the troughs and rivets in the road more treacherous. Every rushed step seemed more dangerous and awkward. The city, with its dark gray ceiling, closed in around him and shoved him through the atmosphere. Mud clumped against his boots and his shirt had reached the frail point of hanging off his shoulders as he fell through his doorway.

The odor of the room reached him as he was rising from his knees. A solid, coarse smell that relentlessly tortures the senses; the rancor of fresh blood overwhelmed him.

“Alexandria,” her name rang out, yet he did not realize he shouted it.

The exhaustion of the clamor brought him to rest against the wall in the hallway. Her name rang out from his throat again, still uncontrollable. His vision was stolen to a mass on the floor in the sitting room. What used to be a wonderful, skilled woman, of witch’s blood, lay unmercifully dead.

Roman covered his mouth, sweat beading along his forehead, and walked in to get a closer look. Elizabeth was stripped; scratches and bruises covered her body. It was the position of her body that told him a rape had taken place before her death, or maybe after.

He lifted her blood-drenched hand to find her forefinger absent. A broach of Amethyst that her mother had given to her before she died, sat quietly in a puddle of bile and saliva in front of Elizabeth’s open mouth. Roman backed up the way he came, sick with fear and denial. He could not bring himself to look away from her petrified eyes, open and locked on his.

Sliding down against the wall, Roman fell into view of the bathroom. Laughing, taunting voices filled his head. He frantically looked around to find nobody there. The pure ivory basin and polished marble floor were now a reservoir. The wooden shutters with broken glass allowed lines of light to seep through, revealing small portions of the red coating on the floor and walls. Overflowing, trickling droplets down the side of the basin were streams of liquid life; but through Roman’s eyes, they were signs of Alexandria’s death.

His first step came out from under him, as his body was crushed across the room and against the basin. Already weeping and shaking his head to try to shut out the voices, he lifted his eyes over the rim to find Alexandria’s lifeless body.

Complete, haunting, silence.

Streaks of her blood marked the wallpaper: four lines, two intertwined and braided down the middle with one straight on either side of the formation.

Marked, he thought as he ran his fingers along the gashes, smearing the blood. He dropped to his knees beside the tub, reaching into the water to collect Alexandria into his arms. He pulled her to him, sobbing, suffocating himself in the tender flesh of her neck.

“NOOOOOO!” he screamed to the ceiling. “WAKE UP!!” He pinched himself, finding no satisfaction; he beat his own head against the tub, trying to beat himself out of the nightmare, the trick.

He found himself outside the house aimlessly searching the surroundings with blind eyes. He held fast to Alexandria, carrying her with him. The weight pushed him back down to his knees. He looked up and saw the sky revolve and twist. He witnessed no Gods above him.

“Have the ethereal angels been lost,” he cried at the top of his lungs. “Can you strike me down, or have you lost your lightning arms? Now I am truly here to stand against this term of mortal torment alone. I have lost my will to live!” Gravity brought him face down. He protected Alexandria’s limp head from the dirt.

“There is no one left to heal this hideous wretch, nobody to choose my mortality. Oh, if I could free my soul from this pressing time of mourning, if I could drop my aegis and expose my heart, there would still be no God to take its rhythm. Who would allow this withered corpse to fall into the covenant of the earth and join my Alexandria?”

He laid her body down softly in front of him. Smoothing her hair back, he kissed her eyelids, closing them to give her peace.

A strong, masculine hold pulled his head from her chest.

“Stand, Roman!”

Reluctantly pulling his grasp from his love, Roman stood up. Swaying on his feet, he tilted his head down, unable to look away from Alexandria’s unmoving form.

Slowly, he convinced himself to lift his eyes and study the force that had demanded his attention. He found himself staring into the face of the woman from the pub. Her velvet garments were whirling and enraged.

“She is just resting . . . isn’t she?” His words tore at the woman, her face grew darker and she reached out to take his hand.

He snapped his arms away as she did. “You filthy witch—” his voice couldn’t unleash the rage in his heart, “—I’ll burn you!”

He lunged with all his might, only to land at her feet. He turned and scrambled back over to Alexandria, protecting her from the woman.

She stood, frowning down at him. “You would be mad to try.”

“Her blood—” he gathered her body into his arms again, holding her out for the woman to view, “—you drained her blood . . . you took her from me.”

He found himself choking on tears again as he lay on the ground and pulled Alexandria on top of him, cradling her to his chest.

“No, not me,” the woman answered solemnly. “Lokee took her life; I am your protector, but I could not save her. If I left you, you would have ended up as Alexandria is now. Don’t you dare blame me! I, Devendra, have been with you.”

Roman looked up at her, surprised by her name and familiarity. Devendra leaned down and took Alexandria into her own arms, carrying her away.

Roman jumped up, following her to a grove of redwood trees not far from town. The walk seemed to take hours, as he fell countless times, weeping and unable go any further. Devendra urged him on, promising a light at the end of his tunnel.

Moments later, they reached a bed of roses, fresh and at full bloom. Devendra laid Alexandria down on them, murmuring a soft, sweet prayer, then with a thrust of her hand, ripped open the Earth and lowered Alexandria’s body down into it—safe to rest in peace. 

And now my reivew…

ok kids, this is going to be an on-the-fence review. Let me say that I didn’t love the book, but I didn’t dislike the book either. So I’m going to try something a little different in my reviewing process for this one.  I know I’ve said before I don’t like to give bad reviews-not that this is a BAD review, just not GREAT review either. But I would feel very wrong not to give a review if I have promised one-I KEEP MY PROMISES 🙂 

First, I really liked: 

  • I really like how the story started back when, with kings and queens and princesses and the ruling culture of bloodlines and all those crazy rules. 
  • I really liked that the story progressed to give the background as if it were happening now, it made it seem so much more real. 
  • I really enjoy the characters. Roman, Alexandria, Devendra, even the big meanie King Morgan, and her maid, which I thought was the sweetest 🙂 
  • I like that I got to see how things progressed into the NOW quickly, after that traumatic event-sorry no spoilers- it skips years with little snippets so you aren’t dredging through boring time periods.
  • I really like how Althea and Roman accidentally met, and how things progressed between them
  • I really like the writing. There is nothing bad to say about the writing style 🙂
  • I really like the prophecies 🙂 those are so fun. 
  • I REALLY like that big secret from Devendra

Second, I didn’t like:

  • I was a little disappointed in the ending, and I’m not really sure why. 
  • The in between of Roman meeting Althea and then the in between until the big climax was a little boring. I’m not saying it wasn’t well written. I think that because I usually like action type urban fantasy, I wanted maybe some more sword fighting, or fireball throwing, hissy-fit pitching. LOL this is not the author’s fault but my own 🙂

As you can see, there’s definitely more “likes” than “dislikes”, so I was serious when I said that this wasn’t a bad review. I’m just still on the fence. I am not trying to be difficult, lol but usually I’m more dissapointed in the beginning of the book than the end LOL. I did like how turned out, and the conclusion. I know, it’s hard to explain without give very specifics away, and that’s so spoilery, which would just ruin it for you. SO… my advice it to make your own opinion about it when you read it 🙂 LOL I know that not everyone likes the same things, so someone may seriously love it, while someone else may not like it at all.  I’m the in between 🙂 *sigh* And I’m sad about this, as I feel like I didn’t do justice to the author who so nicely did all of that work to make this book! So, thank you for writing, and for letting me read this book for review, even if I’m probably one of your non-favorable reviews. 

And now, I’d like to introduce the author! WELCOME!! 

The Writing Process

I am so much a writer, the blessing (and curse) runs through my veins like nothing else in this world. It’s magical, like a predestined craft, a trade, a calling, even, that no other hobby or profession can satisfy. And I must have time to write. Correction, in this crazy world, I must make time to write or my life just feels . . . ordinary. Writing is my life. I wrote my first short story, about a crazy cat lady who died and all her cats ate her, at 10 years old. And look, I didn’t become a serial killer!? You’d think, “Whoa, troubled kid!” Nope. Not troubled (in that sense, anyway). But wildly imaginative, and a fan (at that time in my life) of the Alfred Hitchcock Hour, Twilight Zone, Edgar Allen Poe shorts, et al. Enough said.

Many authors will tell you they come up with story ideas through occurrences in everyday life or through dreams / nightmares, and then outline them before sitting down to write them out. Not me. In fact, outlining really messes up my flow. I sit down and channel the story. It just comes to me. I’ll sit in front of my laptop with no idea which story I’m going to write in (since I have five other books-in-progress at present). It depends on the mood I’m in. I’ll place my fingers on the home keys, feeling the firmness of them, waiting for the first words to come to me. And that’s just what happens.

Sometimes I will start slowly and speed up as pictures and ideas invade my mind, or, if I’m lucky, my fingers start smoking across the keys as I pound out a scene or two, even a chapter, in record time.  When the temporary possession ends, I go back to read what I’ve written.  When it’s good, I can’t believe I wrote it. I get humble but excited. When it’s bad, it gets deleted and I walk away. 

I will say, though, that some ideas come to me through everyday life occurrences rather than dreams. Dreams do sometimes play a role in my imaginative tales, but being out in society, people-watching, gets me the bulk of my material. I watch strangers interact with the world. I study their actions and body language; if I make eye contact, I decide what they’re thinking (or their thoughts literally fly out at me—it’s frightening!) and it fuels a character or scenario. Little do they know they’re supplying my story tank in some little important way. I wonder if they’d be flattered or weirded out by it? I’d be flattered, but I’m a writer, so I understand. How about you? How would you feel if you found out the reason for a stranger’s stare was that they were momentarily struck by your presence and that you’re quite possibly supplying ammo for a fictional character’s actions?

Honestly, I would LOVE to be the inspiration for someone’s writing. Sure I can ace grammar, and can ace a test on things I read and write, but I will never have the ability to capture audiences like real writers do! I think it’s fantastic that people can make the imagination come to life! I have a great imagination, just not the proper skills to put it to life LOL 🙂 And now, I’d like to welcome both the author, and character spotlight interview…. WELCOME to both of you ladies!!! 

Character Interview: Devendra Noelle Domergue

 When I asked my most important of resident muses, Devendra, if she’d do an interview, she was absolutely delighted. That was easy.  Knowing her sometimes erratic behavior, I wasn’t sure she’d be game. I was thrilled that she was, though!  That said… I can’t control how she answers; let’s hope she behaves.  haha

  Gianna:            Devendra?

 Devendra:           I’m here.

 Gianna:              Okay, good.  I’ll just jump right in. Your story is being written now; the story of your life leading up to the time of Blood Life.

 Devendra:           Yes, it is. Finally! Took you long enough; I am afraid people are getting the wrong idea about me. I don’t like that.

 Gianna:                                haha, yeah, sorry about that.  I’m getting the distinct feeling of an evil glare.

 Devendra:           You’re lucky that’s all you’re getting.

 Gianna:                               Right!  I shudder to think what you could actually do to me. 

 Devendra:           Um-hmm. You should be.

 Gianna:                                ANYHOO… while your story IS being written right now, do you feel that it will fill in some gaps people may have been left with from your interactions in Blood Life?

 Devendra:           Definitely! People only got to see one side of me in that story. They saw the powerful Combined vampire/witch, but not really me, where I came from, how I see the world, what I went through to get where I was during Blood Life in my soul.  I do have a soul, you know.  And I think some people didn’t like me because they didn’t really understand me or my actions completely.

 Gianna:                                Yes, I can see that. 

 Devendra:           Now, that just makes no sense at all.  You know me best.

 Gianna:                                No, YOU know you best.  😉  I learn something new about you every day.

 Devendra:           Fair enough.

 Gianna:                                So, I released an excerpt of your story here – – to show readers the opening sequence. How do you feel about it? Do you think it was strong enough to start to get your feelings across?

 Devendra:           Yes, I am very happy with it. It’s a good strong beginning, but there is a lot more where that came from. =)

 Gianna:                                There sure is! I’m excited to see how the story unfolds myself. Regarding Blood Life, the ending was the type that could go either way – into a sequel or just left to the imagination of the reader. Are you pushing for a sequel or to leave it as it stands?

 Devendra:           Is that a trick question? I mean, come on… a sequel is imperative! We all have a lot more to say. That was NOT the end of it. Not by a long shot. There are things the reader needs to know and understand about our world and what becomes of it. About Lillith and what She will do now that She has been reborn from Alethea. That’s huge!

 Gianna:                                Agreed.  Can you give us a quickie of who Lillith is, for those who haven’t read Blood Life yet?

 Devendra:           Lillith is the Goddess of the Combined. The Combined is a special powerful race of half-breeds: witches combined with vampires.

 Gianna:                                Thanks you! That was perfect.

 Devendra:           Of course it was.  I know my stuff.  😉

 Gianna:                                Yes, you do!  Haha.  Okay, I want to ask you deeper questions now.

 Devendra:           Good!  I’ve been waiting for that.

 Gianna:                                Some of these will be addressed in your story, so it’s tricky, but here goes. Your first love, Viktor, so far the reader has only seen from the excerpt that he is in prison and not very coherent. How did he end up there?

 Devendra:           For loving me. He did nothing wrong.

 Gianna:                                So, he isn’t a witch?  He wasn’t arrested for sorcery?

 Devendra:           No, no. He is only human. He has no blood of witches or vampires. Not at that point, anyway… but things will move along in the story to explain. That’s all I’m going to say about it.

 Gianna:                                And I’m not going to ask you about his Fate, I’ll leave it for readers to unravel as well, but I will ask you this: Who is Lokee’s father? Tell us more about Abel.

 Devendra:           Ugh. Abel. I hate saying his name out loud. He is the devil in disguise. The worst of the worst: an evil rogue vampire who can shape shift. He tricked me. I thought he was Viktor. He did a very good job with his shift. Remarkable, even, for me not to sense it at all. I was mistaken and it was the beginning of a terrible error.

 Gianna:                                You mean Lokee’s birth.

 Devendra:           Yes.

 Gianna:                                But it wasn’t Lokee’s fault—

 Devendra:           You don’t think I know that?

 Gianna:                                Sorry. I know. It’s so touchy.

 Devendra:           Yes, it is.  I loved my son because he came from me. I had him despite Lillith’s advice, believing I could run the evil out of him. But that wasn’t the case. He couldn’t be trusted. He was Abel reincarnated. The worst of the worst reborn and from me. He had to be destroyed. You’ll get way more of that in depth in my story. I promise.

 Gianna:                                Okay, I’m sure the readers will appreciate it.  I think that’s all for today. 

 Devendra:           Sounds good to me.

 Gianna:                                Wait, one more question: do you consider yourself good or bad.

 Devendra:           100% good. I have a mean streak and I will devour anyone who threatens those I love. Otherwise, I’m the sweetest, most caring and nurturing witch you’ll ever know.  The vampire blood just magnifies my power… the good and the bad. But the balance remains good, because that is what is in my soul.  =)

 Gianna:                                Thanks, Devendra. 

 Devendra:           You’re welcome. Bye.

Here’s where you can stalk the author… 

Gianna Perada
Growing up in North Beach during the late 70s/early 80s, Gianna Perada fell in love with the written word at the tender age of 7. Her mother bought her a diary that year for Christmas, and instead of using it as a day-to-day ramble-fest, little Gianna used it to pen short stories with dark undertones and clever twists and turns, influenced by two of her favorite TV shows at the time: The Alfred Hitchcock Hour and The Twilight Zone, and her favorite author, Edgar Allen Poe. Along came a fascination with horror films and the supernatural. She began writing Blood Life roughly 15 years ago and has rewritten it about 100 times since, having trouble letting it go. Working for several years as a copy-editor and book layout designer for small publishing houses and authors, she woke up the morning of March 15, 2012, looked over at her laptop, and finally said, “Today’s the day I say goodbye to you.” And so she did… she’s got four cats, a rat dog, and an overwhelming workload. Working on the prequel to Blood Life, slated for release by Halloween, 2012. Stay tuned!

Where you can find Gianna:

And now for the giveaway. First, if you head on over HERE that’s Dark Mind Book Tours site, and there is a TOUR WIDE giveaway for a SIGNED copy of Blood Life. And now, MY GIVEAWAY will be one e-book copy of Blood Life, so all you have to do is leave a nice comment and I’ll pick a winner in one week, as the tour ends tomorrow. 🙂 I’ll send you an e-mail if you win! 🙂 GOOD LUCK!! 

Vaempires: Revolution Blog Tour

Hello everyone!

No, I did not spell my title post wrong, nor is the book title spelled wrong. It is purposefully spelled this way. I am SO excited to be a part of this blog tour. I am also so happy to have been able to read this book, as I am not usually a vampire fan *ducks and hides*… yes I know, GASP, but sometimes vampires are repetitive and that bores me LOL HOWEVER, this book is flippin awesome, and not repetitive at all! It’s a whole new take on vampires and living with humans… let’s now get started!!

Vaempires: A white Christmas: A prelude to the Evolutionary War

If you click on the tour picture, it will take you to the blog site where all the other stops for the tour are listed-HINT: I AM NOT THE ONLY STOP WITH A GIVEAWAY 🙂 hehehehe there is your incentive to visit the other stops LOL Now, if you click on the book cover picture, it will take you to the goodreads page where my review, and the synopsis, as well as other info is there just for you 🙂 I will first begin this post with my review of the book, and a small explanation…

Ok let me see if I can explain without spoilers. Vampires and humans live in a post apocalyptic world together and vaempires are a mutated version of vampires. Hehe the vampires are the good guys and vaempires are monsters. There are two points of view- Cassie and Daniel. Cassie is the princess and Daniel is a royal guard (her guard) who happen to secretly love each other…. And the tragedy strikes!! PS you get a small glimpse of this in the prequel-no worries I’ll talk about that too 🙂

This book is not like the typical vampire books. It’s a very survivalistic, action packed, fast read. And the whole time is based on the day of the doomed attacking of the Princess’s birthday celebration. It’s very well written and makes me want to change my mind and be a vampire! I was at first reluctant, as there is always a brooding male vampire in love with a human girl, and blah, blah, blah, romance… NO!! This is not that kinda thing. After the crazy humans (yep, we are crazy and you know it) declared war (with pretty much everything, including the vampires) they launched some nuclear bombs (STUPID) which took out half the planet and killed most of the population of both humans and vampires. For those who happen to survive, they have worked out a way to all live together peacefully, or so they thought.

There are a few things that are going on, and I REALLY like the supporting characters, which you meet in the prequel, and see glimpses of in here. I am seriously hoping to see more of them. I think I have the hots for one of them, hint- it’s Ray 🙂 LOL And THAT ENDING!!! How ya gunna do that to me! I always say I’m a fan of well placed cliff hangers and THIS IS ONE- so fair warning lol I think I was a little devastated and shocked, but at the same time, I’m not… I dunno how to explain this. I will definitely be picking up book 2 as I cannot wait to see how it’s going to play out!! Will Daniel finally rescue his princess or will too many dangers keep them apart! Boy oh boy! Great one!! 5 paws

hopefully that review will entice you to check this new series out… BUT I’M NOT DONE 🙂 Let’s now go on to my character interview with Cassie 🙂 This is a killer-SO FANTASTIC!!! Check it out 🙂

This interview takes place approximately midway between Væmpires: White Christmas and Væmpires: Revolution.

Maghon: Hello everyone. I’m so excited to announce a very special guest for today’s interview—Princess Cassandra! That’s right; our very own fairy princess is sitting across from me and she’s agreed to answer everything and anything thrown her way during this segment.

Cassandra: Hey! (Laughs)

Maghon: (Also laughs) Within reason, of course. We can’t expect our future queen to divulge all the royal family’s dark secrets, can we?

Cassandra: Not without earning the grounding of a lifetime, you can’t.

Maghon: Well, all right, then; let’s get started. Princess Cassandra, good morning and welcome to Happy Tails and Tales. I can’t tell you how happy I am that you’re here.

Cassandra: Believe me, Maghon, it’s my pleasure. And, please, call me Cassie.

Maghon: Okay … Cassie it is. But only if you agree to call me Mags.

Cassandra: Done.

Maghon: I have a whole list of questions on hand, Cassie, but I’m moving off topic right away because of what you’re wearing. That jewelry is quite beautiful. Beyond beautiful, actually—more like exquisite. Red teardrop earrings and a matching pendant. They’re crystal, I assume?

Cassandra: Yes.

Maghon: Can you tell me about them?

Cassandra: Well, Mags, the jewelry was a gift. The hand-crafted pieces are meant to signify two things; the first being tears, as you noted. But the shape also signifies drops of blood. I have to admit that they are so delicate and beautiful that I’m terrified to wear them. I’m afraid I’m going to lose them or that I’ll get caught out in one of Orion’s windstorms and a strong gust will blow them away. Don’t get me wrong, I carry them with me at all times because I can’t stand having them out of my sight, but I don’t get the courage to actually wear them too often. (Laughs) That’s pretty much the whole sordid story.

Maghon: Almost, but not quite, Cassie.

Cassandra: I beg your pardon.

Maghon: Well, I’m honored that you chose to share that story with us, but I believe you left out one little detail.

Cassandra: A detail?

Maghon: Of course. You forgot to mention whom the jewelry was a gift from.

Cassandra: Uh … well—

Maghon: I assumed the gift was from your parents, Cassie, but I smell a secret in your hesitation. A gift from a suitor, perhaps?

Cassandra: A suitor?

Maghon: Yes, Cassie, a suitor. As in a person with the intention of knowing you better.

Cassandra: (Laughs) I know what a suitor is, Mags.

Maghon: Excellent. Then you can answer the question. Was the jewelry a gift from a suitor?

Cassandra: Let’s just say the gift was from someone special.

Maghon: By “someone special,” you wouldn’t happen to be referring to a certain young man from a prominent military family, would you?

Cassandra: No comment.

Maghon: (Laughs) A special someone who will remain nameless, then?

Cassandra: Yes … something like that.

Maghon: Fair enough, Cassie. For the time being. (Sighs) But now, why don’t we change topics?

Cassandra: Sure. To what?

Maghon: How about we move on to this summer’s momentous event: your sweet sixteen party! (Cheers)

Cassandra: (Laughs) Okay.

Maghon: There’s so much I could ask you, Cassie: the party details … what you’ll be wearing … who’s invited … who’ll be performing … but there’s really only one thing I want to know.

Cassandra: What’s that?

Maghon: We all know that a princess turning sixteen is allowed to ask for one special wish. Traditionally, the princess requests something related to the world-at-large. I want to know what you’re going to ask for. Specifically, given the current climate—in particular, the increased tension between humans, vampires, and væmpires—I want to know if your wish will be in any way related.

Cassandra: I’m sorry, Mags, I can’t answer that right now.

Maghon: Can’t … or won’t?

Cassandra: I can’t. The truth is that I haven’t decided yet, so I don’t know the answer to your question.

Maghon: I understand. But here’s a question you do know the answer to: where did you spend Christmas?

Cassandra: What … (nervous laugh) …what do you mean?

Maghon: C’mon Cassie. Even though every light in the house was on, everyone knows the palace was minus one royal family for the holidays. The rumor mills are running rampant with talk of secret meetings somewhere in the Americas.

Cassandra: I can’t talk about secrets of state, Mags, so you know I can neither confirm nor deny those rumors.

Maghon: Understood. But all I’m asking is where you spent Christmas.

Cassandra: Why, I spent it with my family, of course.

Maghon: (Laughs heartily). Okay, Cassie, that round goes to you. So, I’m going to be tenacious on an earlier point. The first time you wore that necklace and those earrings was at this past New Year’s party—when your family was definitely here in Orion—correct?

Cassandra: Perhaps. Probably. I can’t really say for certain.

Maghon: I can. I did some research and it turns out that those earrings and that necklace were never photographed, noticed, or even mentioned prior to that party … which would seem to strongly indicate that they were not just a gift, but a Christmas gift. Is it safe to say that?

Cassandra: Yes, it would be safe to say that.

Maghon: So … this secret meeting may or may not have taken place … but if one did, it is safe to assume that the royal guard was there, as well, is it not?

Cassandra: If a meeting occurred, then yes it is.

Maghon: And if the royal guard was there, it is safe to assume that the captain of the royal guard was there, as well, true?

Cassandra: Sure.

Maghon: And if the royal guard was there, and the captain of the royal guard was there, then it is safe to assume that the captain’s son was there, as well. Yes? After all, Daniel is second-in-command, correct?

Cassandra: I … I guess so. What I mean is yes—to both questions.

Maghon: So … and I’m just brainstorming here, mind you … it is possible that the special someone who presented you with that exquisite Christmas gift … was Daniel.

Cassandra: (Nervous laugh) That’s quite a leap of logic, Mags.

Maghon: And that’s not an answer, your highness.

Cassandra: I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you asked a question.

Maghon: You’re right; I didn’t. So, did Daniel give you the necklace and earrings?

Cassandra: No comment.

Maghon: (Exasperated laugh) Cassie, everyone in the seven provinces thinks the two of you are involved. Give me something to work with.

Cassandra: Everyone knows that our parents are best friends, Mags. Our families are understandably close. Closer than close. Daniel and I have been friends since birth. It’s never been a secret that he and I share a rare and unique relationship.

Maghon: A relationship that now extends beyond friendship?

Cassandra: No comment.

Maghon: (Growls) Oh, you’re no fun! You royals never are. Too close-mouthed. But I’m not giving up. Since you won’t tell us about your relationship with Daniel, tell us something else.

Cassandra: Like what?

Maghon: Tell us something that no one else knows about Daniel. Something juicy.

Cassandra: Mags! He’s right outside the door!

Maghon: Daniel accompanied you here?

Cassandra: He’s … guarding me.

Maghon: He’s a member of your assigned guard team?

Cassandra: Well, not really …

Maghon: Not really? He’s here on guard business, correct?

Cassandra: Yes.

Maghon: But, he’s not part of the team?

Cassandra: No. He’s alone. There is no team.

Maghon: Oh my! This is absolutely delicious! And such irony! Are you telling me that Daniel is your personal bodyguard?

Cassandra: No!

Maghon: What a wonderful shade of crimson you’ve turned, Cassie. It quite matches your necklace and earrings—the gift that may or may not have come from the young man who’s now apparently assigned with guarding our nation’s greatest asset. (Laughs) That’s quite a bit of responsibility for someone so young, don’t you think?

Cassandra: I assure you, Daniel is quite capable of handling any situation that arises.

Maghon: Wow! I won’t even touch that! But seriously, from what I’ve seen of our future captain of the guard—(whispers) and who knows, perhaps even more than that—something tells me that he is, in fact, quite capable.

Well, someone is knocking. Shall we see who it is?


Maghon: It turns out our time has been cut short as Princess Cassandra was just whisked away by her (chuckles) quite handsome young bodyguard. Daniel wouldn’t explain why, but I’m already seeing reports of a possible terrorist attack in Orion’s west side.

That’s bad news for us, and bad news for those working so hard toward peace, but I’m so thankful that the princess was able to stop by today. And thanks to all of you for joining me!

hehehehe wasn’t that just awesome 🙂 I really like her, and I do hope after everything that has happened, things can get better… BUT I’M STILL NOT DONE!!! I would now like to introduce Mr. Thomas Winship himself, as a guest post…


The Name Game

Hello everyone. I’m so excited to be today’s guest blogger at Happy Tails and Tales! I’m Thomas Winship, author of Væmpires: Revolution and Væmpires: White Christmas. Both books are part of a new, ongoing vampire series that explores the question: what if vampires evolved?

I hate naming characters.

Yikes! That’s probably not the best way to begin a guest blog. Forget about turning you readers off, the use of the “h” word probably shot me right to the top of a special interest group’s watch list—you know, one of those groups that protects unnamed fictional characters.

Is it me, or does there seem to be a special interest group for everything? I mean, even sticking with just the topic of unnamed people, even I know of—and I’m quite a neophyte, I guarantee—special interest groups representing: 1) the random, unnamed cowboy who ambles across the street just before the shootout (and just after the tumbleweed) in those old western films; 2) the drunken, unnamed frat boys who criss-cross the country stirring up riots whenever a college championship is decided, and 3) people who anonymously post on websites and blogs.

I mean, I’m all for protecting the defenseless, but c’mon …

Still, I’d better get back on track before the protestors shut me down.

So yes, gentle readers, the truth is that I hate naming characters. In fact, it isn’t just characters that I hate naming, it’s pretty much everything: countries, cities, streets, weapons, technology, you name it (no pun intended) … but I especially hate naming characters.

Names are labels. Labels suck. I’m not trying to take a stance or make some kind of social statement. I’m not even afflicted by a crippling fear of commitment. I’m just horrible at coming up with names.

Character names, that is.

I couldn’t care less about names for actual people.

I can name people all day without breaking a sweat. If you’re about to have a baby and you’re undecided about a name, drop me a line; I’ll come up with a name on the spot.

Because who really cares about his/her name? If it’s that bad, you can change it. The easy way to do so, of course, is to adopt a cool nickname, but you can do so legally if you want.

Artists do it all the time. So do people running from the law.

Those two groups have more in common than either want to admit …

Nevertheless, I believe deciding upon a character’s name might be the most difficult part of writing. So much can rely upon a name: the right one can offer insight into a character’s character (no pun intended), while helping plant an accurate visual in the mind’s eye.

On the other hand, a bad name can become an insurmountable obstacle—and will be quite difficult to change later. While I’m certain there are authors out there who can turn a character’s desire for a name change into a scintillating sub-plot, I assure you that I am not one of them.

Still, it might be an interesting project for NaNoWriMo in November …

Anyhow, knowing how important a name is creates a lot of pressure. And it’s not just the first name, mind you—last names have to be selected, as well.

Some names require hours of research and a painful decision. Now, don’t get me wrong. Not every name involves a difficult choice. Some names pop into existence as soon as a character is envisioned and it just feels right. Luckily, this happens almost half the time—otherwise, I’d probably never finish a story.

On that note, let me share the history behind some of the names selected for Væmpires: Revolution:

Vielyn—(first appearance Væmpires: Revolution)—everyone’s favorite new villain has a name that seems somewhat exotic and unique… yet, it is anything but. Although it is pronounced vee-ellen, it’s actually just a slight modification of the word villain. Vielyn is a bad guy, pure and simple. He’s evil, he’s black-hearted, and he’s going to get much worse as the series progresses…

Still, even the most despicable despot deserves love (in fiction, at least), so you can expect Vielyn to find his perfect soul(less) mate in an upcoming novel.

Her name is Vendelia. As my mother would say, “She’s a doozy.”

Iris—(first appearance Væmpires: Revolution)—I spent weeks agonizing over this name. During that time, Iris was identified within the novel as ***. I struggled. What name could best reflect a character with the fashion sense of a punk rocker but the power to resurrect the dead?

After much contemplation, I settled on Iris, shortened from Osiris, the Egyptian god associated with death and life after death. Moreover, Osiris is usually depicted in bright, flamboyant colors—much like dear Iris.

Steven & Elle—(first appearance Væmpires: White Christmas)—I selected the names of Daniel’s parents as an homage to Stephen King’s Dark Tower series. In the Dark Tower, Roland Deschain’s parents were named Steven and Gabrielle. And while the Dark Tower is set in a future rendered archaic by the devolution of technology, Væmpires is set in a future that’s technologically evolved, yet also feels archaic. It’s all very fitting and just feels right.

Councilman Donrel—(first appearance Væmpires: White Christmas)—Donrel is an interesting character. In some ways, he’s the firebrand of White Christmas, and although we have yet to find out what he’s up to during the revolution, his heart seems to be in the right place (which is advantageous, since he’s a warm-blooded væmpire!) and he also serves as a voice of reason—even when his view is unpopular. Because of this, I chose to name him after Tolkien’s Elrond—another person who headed a council and was willing to give voice to the unpopular truth. Donrel is an anagram of Elrond.

Queen Anne—(first appearance Væmpires: White Christmas)—The name of Cassandra’s mother is the key to a very important reveal that’ll come much, much later in the series. I think it’s so clever (and that, ladies and gentlemen is to key to happiness: believe what you want about yourself, and don’t let anyone or anything else—even conclusive facts to the contrary—convince you otherwise) that I’m willing to offer this to the first person that figures it out:

  • An autographed first edition of every Væmpires book ever printed
  • A reading (at your home or local library) every time a new Væmpires book is printed
  • I’ll personally select the names for all your future children!*

*These must be real, not fictional, children.

And, with that, I bid you adieu. Or farewell. Or whatever label you want to stick on it.

I’d like to thank all of you for stopping in and offer a very special “thank you” to Maghon for hosting my Dark Mind Book Tour and for inviting me to Happy Tails and Tales. I hope you enjoyed my guest blog. I’d love to hear what you think of it and/or answer any questions you may have. Post comments or questions below and I’ll be sure to respond.

Feel free to stop by my website and reach out. I’d love to hear from you if you check out Vaempires.

Below are links where you can find me.

Take care,

Thomas Winship









Barnes & Noble


It’s always so awesome to hear what authors have to say, not just in books but in real life. And how they come up with things. BUT I’M NOT DONE!! I’ve got one more thing… A GIVEAWAY!!! oooooooooh and the book trailer 😛

ok, here’s how I’m gunna make life REALLY easy for the giveaway. YOU ONLY NEED TO COMMENT ON THIS POST WITH AN ANSWER… no forms, or rafflecopter, or other crazies 🙂 Here’s the rules… It’s INTERNATIONAL. You have a chance to win an e-copy of Vaempires: Revolution. I would like to thank Mr. Thomas Winship for offering that wonderful gift and for letting me participate 🙂 NOW- here’s what you need to answer… CAN YOU TELL ME WHAT THE PICTURE ON THE BOOKS ARE? OR YOU CAN TELL ME SOMETHING YOU LIKED ABOUT THIS BLOG. OR ASK THE AUTHOR A QUESTION! On the subject of the cover, I originally thought a christmas decoration ball, dripping with blood-NO, wrong… Then I tried to figure it out, BUT I now know what it is… You will know once you read, but for those of you who haven’t read, I would like some fun guesses. There are some hints here and there if you are reading this post and a few other stops on the tour as well as the video. If there is more than one person who guesses the right answer, I will put your name in a hat, and pick one 🙂 If no one answers the right answer, I will still pick one and then I’ll tell you what it is 🙂 or for those who post a question/ like, I’ll pull randomly. Since it’s May 31, and the tour goes on until June 12th, I will allow you to enter intil June 17, which is 2 weeks to enter 🙂

I’m so happy that you guys all stopped by and I am beyond thrilled that Mr. Winship was so kind and fun!!! I cannot wait to continue reading this series and as always, Happy Reading my Gators 🙂

Dark Mercy Book Tour

Hello everyone! Today I am a stop on the Dark Mercy Book Blog Tour, and I have some lovely goodies for you.


If you click on the picture, it’ll take you to the schedule of the tour and all the links that go with it, so you can check out others’ posts as well. Now, let’s get started with all the good stuff….

Goodreads sysnopsis:  1955, Las Vegas, Nevada

Angeline has been on the run from her sire, Linus, for centuries. She’s tired, and she’s lonely. High from mescaline-induced blood, she sees a sign—a church that seems to glow in the distance—and she knows. Her future mate is in that building.

Important Author’s Note:

Dark Mercy is the beginning of Hadrian and Angeline’s story, not the end. Their HEA will happen later in their own full-length novel. This story is important both for the overall series and for this couple, but it’s not their HEA. Just a mild disclaimer so no one goes in with false expectations for this story.

I would like to now give you a little excerpt from the book, so you can see a little inside 🙂

“A-Angeline. I haven’t seen you here in awhile.” Could he not get that schoolboy stutter out of his voice?

“I was fighting temptation,” she replied coyly.

Hadrian cleared his throat. “And did you succeed?”


She glided closer—or floated. The length of her dress made it impossible to tell which. She stopped mere inches in front of him. He should have taken a step back, should have excused himself, but her strange eyes locked with his. They drew him in, hypnotizing him.

If he were another type of man, he would have proclaimed she was a witch putting him under a spell, but it was just as much his responsibility as hers for not moving away. It was his fault for not finding a replacement for midnight Mass.  His mind became fuzzy.

What was I just thinking about?

Her eyes pulled him in, making the rest of the room swirl around him in a slow blur. If he’d looked down to find them both floating and spinning in the air, he wouldn’t have been surprised. He was dizzy from the delicious scent emanating from her.

Her voice was a siren’s song when she spoke again. “Forgive me, Father, for I’m about to sin.”

Angeline’s mouth tasted like hot cinnamon candy as her lips descended on his. Her lip gloss left his mouth tingling. She might burn him alive with a single kiss. She chuckled as she continued her exploration of his mouth, as if he’d stated his thought aloud and she found it amusing.

Somewhere deep inside him was the place that was screaming that this must not happen, but it sounded like it was shouting from far away down a long, dark hallway, disappearing into a tinny echo. Quickly overtaking that voice was one penetrating thought that refused to release him.

I want her. I want her. I want her. I want her. The thought happened in rhythm to the beat of his heart.

Her lips left his mouth and made a burning trail over his cheek and up to the lobe of his ear. “Father Hadrian.” It was a breathy pant that held all the promise of a new universe unfolding.

He couldn’t remember what she said after that or even if she said something after that. The pounding of his own blood rushing through his ears—and other blood racing south in response to her nearness—had drowned out his ability to think or hear anything else but the lilting magic of her voice calling his name.

“Father Hadrian… ”

Her tone had gone from that of an angel to a writhing serpent as she rubbed her sinewy body against him. This was wrong. The thinking part of him clawed to get out. Something was all wrong about this, beyond the breaking of a vow. But he couldn’t form a coherent thought.

I want her. I want her. I want her.

“And you shall have me. Forever,” she said.

Had he spoken out loud? He wasn’t sure.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me right now,” he said, as her fingers slid under the Roman collar.

It startled him. His collar. Where were his vestments? There were more layers of clothing, or there had been a few moments ago. He glanced down to find the vestments somehow on the floor of the sanctuary. He started to pull away.

“No, Father. Eyes right here on mine. Stay with me.”

His gaze shifted back to her eyes and his will merged with her again. He didn’t realize his shirt was off until the air from the chilly room hit his bare chest.

“Oh, what a surprise. You must work out. Don’t be shy, Father Hadrian. It’s a crime you never get to be inside a woman with this body.”

Now, I will give you my review…

I was thinking that this was going to be a typical vampire book-you know, blah, blah, I wanna kill people for their blood, and oh, woe is me, blah- hahahaha, but NO! First, it’s told mostly from Angeline’s point of view, and she is struggling with the fact that she still has “human” thought, but is a “monster”.  She is just looking for companionship, and even though she goes about it the wrong way, I still feel bad for her. I’m not sure if it’s due to her bad turning, terrible sire, or the fact that she’s just so lonely.  And then we get a look into the priest, Father Hadrian.  I am thinking I am definitely going to like him in the future, as he is going through some tough things in this story.  He’s pissed that he’s a monster, and torn from his vows, and then decides that he can use his powers to “save” people.  Now, by saving, you may not be thinking of the same thing that he is thinking.  

This is the short, fast, beginning of these two, and I have a feeling that this story line can turn into some great drama, as well as some of the coolest characters.  I am very, very interested to see if Tam will be in the picture for the next round, and I cannot wait to see what Father Hadrian is going to do with his new found glory 🙂 However, with the ending that this book has, I have NO IDEA where the author is going to take us… So, I’ll jump on and hang on along for the ride 🙂

Now…. here’s a little interview with Father Hadrian… be prepared to get a little shocked…

Welcome Father Hadrian!!

1.  Did you believe in supernatural brings before you saw Angeline? 

Oh yes. The Catholic Church is very clear about the existence of demons and we are specially trained in the exorcism ritual to banish them. However, the jury was somewhat out on vampires. But it wasn’t hard to put two and two together once the pieces started assembling.

 2.  When you first saw Angeline, did the thought even occur that she was something “other”?

 I can’t honestly remember. I know the thought occurred to me that she was a danger to me, but I thought she was more a danger to my holy vows than anything.

 3.  Now that you have “turned” and you’ve decided to use your “powers”, what’s your end goals?

 I‘m afraid I can’t share that information. My author would kill me for spoiling readers. She’s a little bit insane about that.

 4.  Do you think you’ll get forgiveness for the choices you’re making now?

 I’m not looking for forgiveness. Becoming a half-demon, I made my split with God.

 5.  Do you think you’ll be able to keep at least some of your vows now?

 The vows are meaningless now. You shouldn’t assume that my method of feeding is based upon some oath to God. It’s more payback for what I couldn’t do when I was human. My methods work, but don’t assume I’m good. If I stumble upon you in some dark alley, you aren’t guaranteed safety. I’d have to look inside your head to find your darkest secret… then I’d decide. Seriously, you women should stop watching Vampire Diaries and Twilight and swooning over Damon and Edward and whoever else’s “team” you’re on. It could get you in trouble one night.

*cringes and shivers* Thinks to self, “I need to bath in holy water” *holding on to silver cross necklace

 6.  When you went into the in-between, what do you think the man meant when he said you had to choose wisely?

 Oh, I know what he meant, but I don’t know if that would be revealing too much. The author is standing over my shoulder as we speak shaking her head at me. That girl has some definite issues. Oh, how cute. Now she’s giving me dirty looks.

7.  Do you think you’ll see Angeline again?

I am not privy to the information that happens in my future. I’m a vampire, not a witch.

8.  How about Tam?

I’m not sure why I would run into her again, but in the span of eternity, odd things happen.

9. Will you have any continuation stories?

The author says readers should read her author’s note at the front of Dark Mercy for that answer. Presumably she wants you to know but not me. *growls*

10.  Do you have anything you want to say to us mere humans?

I am not your friend. I don’t sparkle. Don’t talk to strangers.

Thanks so much Father and to Zoe for doing this!! I look forward to seeing both of you in the future!

Don’t look forward to it. It might not end well. (With me. Zoe, is a bit neurotic, but a sweet enough girl. You’d probably be safe with her.)

I swear I am polishing my crosses I wear when I get home 🙂 and I am so not leaving again in the dark, but that’s probably one of the most honest interviews I’ve ever gotten, as he didn’t care if he scared me, I think he wanted me to be scared! I would like to thank the author, Zoe Winters, for giving me a copy to review, and Dark Mind Book Tours for letting me participate and doing all the hard work that goes along with scheduling a tour 🙂 I’ve really enjoyed it… And now, for a few links for you to check out 🙂

Zoe’s website:

Purchase on Amazon:

Purchase on Barnes & Nobles:

Purchase on Smashwords:

Here’s some of the other lovely blog stops for the tour if you wanna check them out…

April 19th, 2012
(Author Interview, Excerpt)
April 20th, 2012
(Review, Excerpt)
April 23rd, 2012
April 24th, 2012
(Review, Excerpt)
April 25th, 2012
April 26th, 2012
(Review, Excerpt)
April 27th, 2012
April 30th, 2012
May 1st, 2012
(Review, Excerpt)
May 2nd, 2012
(Author Interview, Excerpt)
May 3rd, 2012
(Author Interview, Excerpt)
May 4th, 2012
(Review, Excerpt)
May 7th, 2012
(Review, Excerpt)
May 8th, 2012
(Review, Author Interview, Excerpt)
May 9th, 2012
May 10th, 2012
(Review, Excerpt)
May 11th, 2012
Happy Tails & Tales *you are here* 🙂
(Review, Character Interview, Excerpt)
May 14th, 2012
(Review, Author Interview, Excerpt)
May 15th, 2012
May 16th, 2012
(Review, Excerpt)
May 17th, 2012
May 18th, 2012
(Review, Excerpt)
May 21st, 2012
(Review, Character Interview)
May 22nd, 2012
May 23rd, 2012
May 24th, 2012
(Review, Author Interview)
May 25th, 2012
(Review, Excerpt)

I would like to thank everyone who made this possible, and to everyone else who stopped by!! 🙂 thanks! and happy reading my reading gators!!