Tuesday, December 12, 2017

A Study in Shifters, by Author Majanka Verstraete

A Study In Shifters
Majanka Verstraete
(The Adventures of Marisol Holmes, #1)
Publication date: June 26th 2018
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult

Seventeen-year-old Marisol Holmes may be the great-great-great granddaughter of Sherlock Holmes, but it’s hard to live up to the family name when only one mistake can spell your downfall. After trusting the wrong guy in a case gone totally wrong, Marisol convinces the Conclave, an underground organization of detectives solving supernatural cases, to give her a last chance to prove her worth, and maybe even heal her broken heart

After all, as a half-blood jaguar shifter, Marisol is uniquely qualified to solve this murder—and every scrap of evidence points toward the culprit being a fellow jaguar shifter. But is one of her own people involved, or is this all a ploy to kick Marisol’s mother off the shifter throne?

Then Marisol discovers her best friend, Roan, is missing, and maybe the killer’s next target. The stakes just got higher than political intrigue. Just when things couldn’t get worse, Marisol’s ex-boyfriend-turned-nemesis, Mannix, starts leaving sinister clues for her. Marisol fears this case might be far more personal than she could’ve imagined.

It’s time for Marisol to prove her worth, or her people could fall into chaos while her best friend loses his life.





About the Author


Author Majanka Verstraete has written more than twenty unique works of fiction. A native of Belgium, Majanka’s novels explore the true nature of monsters: the good, the bad, and just about every species in between. Her young adult books include the acclaimed Mirrorland (YA Dark Fantasy) and Angel of Death (YA Paranormal) series of novels. At MHB, Majanka is currently developing a new YA shifter series with a fresh take on fierce female detectives called THE ADVENTURES OF MARISOL HOLMES.

When she’s not writing, Majanka is probably playing World of Warcraft or catching up with the dozens of TV series she’s addicted to.

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Lantern: The Complete Collection, by Author Chess Desalls - Guest Post - Giveaway


Lantern: The Complete Collection
by Chess Desalls
Genre: YA Fantasy/Sci-fi
Pages: 230
Release Date: September 26th 2017


The story of every lantern is unique, just like yours and mine.

This collection includes all three novellas, Lantern, Beacon, and Torch.

Tori discovers a lantern that shines for her and nobody else. Is it a ghost or a living being that must be set free?

Serah unseals a globe made of Celestial Glass. Does success bring her happiness or create more trouble than it's worth?

Evelyn meets Graham after attending a party where a lantern burns out. Who lights the way to pull the other through?

Experience three different stories, all with a connection to a mysterious lamp maker.





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What does the lantern signify?
By Author Chess Sesalls


I love this question, almost as much as I dread answering it. I have a particular interpretation in mind, but one of my favorite bits of feedback was from a reader who said Lantern could be interpreted many ways. Depending on the reader’s background, experiences, spirituality, and imagination, the lanterns could represent many things. So could Machin.

Therefore, I’m hesitant to tell you what the lanterns are and what they mean to me. I don’t want to ruin the story for anyone who hasn’t read the collection, and I don’t want to influence readers’ own special interpretations. However, I’m very open to individual feedback through email and Facebook messages. If you and your followers would like to discuss your thoughts in the comments below, I’m certainly happy to read them.

 

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Chess Desalls is the author of award-winning young adult fiction. Her nonfiction writing has been included in academic and industry publications, with a focus on law and technology. She's also a contributing editor for WritersTalk, South Bay Writers' monthly newsletter. When she's not reading or writing, she enjoys traveling and trying to stay in tune on her flute.

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Friday, December 8, 2017

Riding with James Dean by Author, David-Matthew Barnes


Riding with James Dean
David-Matthew Barnes
Genre: Young Adult
Publisher: Blue Dasher Press
Date of Publication: November 7, 2017
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When seventeen-year-old Johnny moves to a sleepy new town and meets the enigmatic Marco, the glamorous Mary, and the punk princess Jemma, his summer nights are soon filled with friendship and love.

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From a distance, I could’ve sworn I saw the ghost of Marilyn Monroe.

There was a beautiful woman standing next to Marco in the parking lot of the 50’s hamburger palace. They were leaning up against the side of his vintage car, waiting and doused in the shadows of slow pulsing neon lights. His arm was draped around her shoulders. It appeared she was propping him up. She laughed when she steadied him and the sound was sweet and melodic. She was a platinum blonde, dressed in a black pencil skirt and a low-cut white angora sweater. There was a red chiffon scarf tied around her neck. She exuded power in her black stiletto heels. She was a movie star in the making, a glamorous goddess just waiting for someone to discover her and catapult her to fame. If anyone had been born for a life on the silver screen, it was her.

She pried herself away from Marco and stepped in my direction. “You must be Johnny,” she said. I nodded in reply, mesmerized by the seductive green color of her eyes and the tenderness of her voice. She leaned in, kissed my cheek, and then spent the next few seconds trying to wipe her lipstick off my skin. Her touch was soft and comforting.

“Are you Marilyn Monroe?” I asked. My words fell into her cleavage.

“You’re close,” she said. “I’m Mary.”

“Yes,” I said. “Marco mentioned you.”

“He’s like a brother to me,” she whispered. “Be gentle with his heart.”

Marco moved to us, wrapping an arm around us, connecting and cementing us as a trio. “I’m a lucky guy,” he said. “I get to spend the night with my two favorite people.”

“Marco doesn’t have many favorites,” Mary explained. She was clearly his interpreter. “So, I guess that makes us the lucky ones.”

Marco gently guided us in the direction of his parked car. “I wish we could go to Vegas,” he announced.

“Why don’t we?” I challenged.

He shook his head. “We wouldn’t make it there until dawn.”

“Dawn’s a lovely time to arrive in Vegas,” Mary said. “You can sleep all day and then be ready for the night.”

“Are we vampires?” I asked, with a small laugh.

“In another life, yes,” explained Mary. “In this one…”

Marco glanced up to the dark, starlit sky and said, “We’re the ones everybody else wants to be.”

Mary shook a finger at him, reprimanding. “Careful, Marco,” she said. “You almost sound smug.”

“Do you think they know?” he asked. “About how much we’ve been through?”

They looked into each other’s eyes when Mary spoke. “If they did,” she said, “they wouldn’t care. But our sorrow would ruin the façade.”

“Façade,” he repeated. “I like that word.”

Mary insisted on sitting in the backseat, but not before pulling me aside. “You belong up front now,” she explained, in a hushed tone. “Next to Marco. He needs you by his side.”

“But you were here first,” I reminded her.

“I appreciate your chivalry,” she said. “But you’re new.”

I slid across the bucket seat and into the shelter of Marco’s arms. He pulled me closer to him. “There,” he said. “That’s better.”


About the Author:

David-Matthew Barnes is the award-winning author of several novels and collections of stage plays and poetry. His acclaimed screenplays have earned many accolades including a 2017 Los Angeles Film Award. David-Matthew has written over fifty stage plays that have been performed in three languages in ten countries. His literary work has appeared in over one hundred publications. He is a member of the Dramatists Guild of America, International Thriller Writers, and the Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators. He earned an MFA in Creative Writing at Queens University of Charlotte in North Carolina. He has been an educator for more than a decade.


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Monday, December 4, 2017

The Prescience: New Release by Lorilyn Roberts - Interview



Seventh Dimension - The Prescience (Seventh Dimension #5)
by Lorilyn Roberts
Genre: YA Christian Fantasy/Historical Fiction
Release Date: November 24th 2017


When bombs fall on Jerusalem, Shale and Daniel rescue an orphan and return to the first century, hoping to uncover the truth concerning Daniel’s father and the goal of the New World Order. Amid supernatural tribulations, God reveals once again time is an illusion as Daniel races toward Armageddon.



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An Interview with Author Lorilyn Roberts


Welcome Ms Roberts. Thank you for being with us today.

Tell us about your writing career. How long have you been writing?

Seventh Dimension – The Prescience is my tenth book. My first book was published in 2005.

How did you choose your genre?

I actually write in multiple genres—children’s picture books, YA, cookbooks, memoir, fiction, and nonfiction. It just depends on what God puts on my heart.

Tell us a little about the books you’ve published. Series or stand-alone?

The Seventh Dimension Series is my latest writing project. The first book Seventh Dimension – The Door was written as my thesis book for my Masters in Creative Writing. I had a lot of good feedback from readers and decided to make it into a series. The Door – which is free on Kindle and Nook, was written as a stand-alone. The rest of the books build on each other although it is possible to read them out of order and still follow the story. I fill readers in on what they missed if they haven’t read earlier books.

What inspires your work?

I am inspired by the Holy Spirit to write what He gives me to write. I remember many years ago when I was just starting out writing, I was at a writer’s conference, and the speaker said, “Don’t ever say when you submit your work to a publisher, ‘God told me to write this.’”

Well, that never sat well with me. I learned later that I am an Indy author at heart because I tend to “break” many of the rules. I unabashedly give my Lord and Savior all the glory and all the credit for everything I write. That sets the bar very high because I am writing for an audience of one. My books must be the absolute best I can make them—best story, best cover, best editing, no sex, no foul language, no drugs, minimal violence, and every word, concept, and idea must line up with Biblical principles.

I write what I wish I could have read when I was young. I write words of truth about strong characters that battle evil, powers of darkness, fallen angels, and demons;  and emotions that drive us crazy—sinful desires like worry, fear, selfishness, hate, lust, greed, and depression, just to name a few. My desire is to reach readers’ hearts and give them nuggets of truth, stirring them to question, “What do I believe?”

I am saddened by the mediocre books teens read. They deserve better. They deserve to be challenged. They deserve to be enlightened. They deserve to be given the highest quality of books that will inspire them to read more, drink in God’s love, and reach their God-given potential. I was truly blessed as a child and teen by all the wonderful books I read. I only wish I had known there were also books by Christian authors.

Who are your favorite authors and what is it that draws you to them?

Your last question is a great segue into this one. JRR Tolkien, CS Lewis, Randy Alcorn, Hannah Hurnard, and John Bunyan would be some of my favorite Christian fantasy authors. Sadly, I read nothing by them until I was an adult. But I was introduced to Christian fantasy by Madeleine L’Engle in A Wrinkle in Time. It was Randy Alcorn who showed me protagonists can struggle with their faith, and controversial subjects like abortion and Down’s syndrome need not be shunned. I also discovered that overtly Christian themes could bring realism to fantasy in a way no other genres could. Later I read This Present Darkness and Piercing the Darkness by Frank Peretti, and my understanding of spiritual warfare was never the same.

In my opinion, these authors and others like them possess an artistic genius that can’t be fully appreciated here. God gave these writers insights beyond human understanding. Whether recognized or not, authors have tremendous ability to influence and inspire change. If only more authors would speak eternal truths, we could make this world a better place










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Lorilyn Roberts graduated Magna Cum Laude from the University of Alabama in 1993 with a B.A. in Interdisciplinary Humanities/Social Sciences. She won an award for "Outstanding Senior Project" upon graduation for her coursework that was done at the Institute of Holy Land Studies in Jerusalem. Ms. Roberts received her Master of Arts in Creative Writing from Perelandra College and is a graduate of the Institute of Children's Literature.



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Sunday, December 3, 2017

Unearth Book Blitz: Paranormal - YA - Giveaway


Unearth
Tricia Barr
(The Bound Ones, #3)
Publication date: December 1st 2017
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult

Our heroes erased themselves from the Four Corners’ histories and thought they were finally free…until Lily burst their bubble and told them they have to get involved with the cult one last time to stop them from unleashing a great evil buried thousands of years ago. But they fail, and the fifth Bound One is released, fulfilling his vengeful dreams formed over his long imprisonment. Phoenyx and her friends band together for one last fight, and one of them will pay the ultimate price.

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Unable to tolerate his intrusion on her personal space any longer, she grabbed his wrist and pushed her will into him.

“Where is Ayanna?” she demanded with all the authority she could instill.

Joran closed his eyes and moaned. “Oh, now doesn’t that feel amazing! I am going to have so much fun with you.”

In one swift motion, he twisted his arm out of her grasp and grabbed both her wrists, holding them against the wall on either side of her head. And then something happened. Lust unlike anything she’d ever experienced seeped into her forearms and spread like venom through her veins, burning her to her core with desire.

“Kiss me,” Joran whispered.

A small voice in the back of her mind was screaming at her to fight, but every other part of her, body and mind, wanted nothing more than to obey him. She did as he asked, pressing her lips against his. When he pushed his hot tongue into her mouth, she opened it to welcome him, allowing him full access to whatever he wanted. Joran, she swooned inwardly.

His hands roamed across her body, pressing and grabbing. Her body responded heatedly to his touch, but something in her mind told her this was so very wrong. Shut up, voice, she said internally, swatting away those pesky thoughts that tried to keep her from enjoying this.

Joran broke the kiss and smiled down at her triumphantly. “Oh yes, we will have so much fun. I love having access to your powers. Ayanna might be my queen, but you will be a delightful toy.”

“Yes, I’m your toy,” she said mindlessly, desperate to please him.

“What the hell!” another familiar voice shouted from the doorway.

Irritated at the interruption, Phoenyx rolled her lusty eyes in that direction. When she saw Sebastian standing there, fuming with territorial rage, the spell she’d been under lifted. The pleasure she had taken in Joran’s large body pressed against hers now turned into disgust and violation, and she used all the physical strength she could muster to shove him away from her.

Joran seemed unphased by her rejection, smiling smugly at Sebastian.

“Ah, Water, welcome to the party,” Joran said. “I was just about to enjoy your mate. Would you like to join us?”

“Don’t you dare touch her,” Sebastian threatened in a dangerously low voice.

“Or what? You’ll splash some water at me?” Joran taunted.

Scared for Sebastian’s safety, Phoenyx pushed off from the wall and darted for him. When she reached him, the two of them fought to put themselves protectively in front of the other as they stared at Joran.

“Aww, isn’t that sweet,” Joran said. “But pointless. I have not come here to hurt you, my Bound Ones. I have merely come to extend an invitation. I am hosting a coronation ball tonight at Bodiam Castle to celebrate my return to the world, and I would like the four of you to attend. I know you are not yet ready to swear fealty to me, but I trust that in time, you will come to your senses. Consider this ball a temporary cease-fire.”

“Why should we come?” Sebastian snarled, wrapping Pheonyx in a possessive embrace.

“Because you want to see Ayanna,” Joran replied.

“What have you done with her?” Phoenyx barked, hating the taste of him that filled her mouth.

“If you want to know what has become of your friend, you will just have to come and see for yourselves,” Joran shrugged. “I don’t think you’ll recognize her, or is it that she won’t recognize you?”

He laughed sadistically and walked toward the door.

“I’ll see you tonight,” he said, slapping a hand on Sebastian’s shoulder fraternally as he passed and went out the door.

The two of them watched him as he went around the corner and the sound of his footsteps disappeared from earshot down the stairs. Now they were alone, and they were still hugging each other for dear life.

Phoenyx met Sebastian’s gaze, his blue eyes a storm of turmoil and conflict.

“I’m so sorry, Sebastian,” she pleaded, all the strength she had seconds again melting under Sebastian’s eyes. “He used my own compulsion against me. I had no choice—”

“I know,” he said, his expression stony, his jaw clenched. “I know.” He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her in a way that attempted to mark her as his. Then he rested his forehead on hers. “I hate him. He can take you away from me any time he wants.”

“No, he can’t,” she said, shaking her head fervently. “He can take my soul, and he can control my mind and body, but he can never take my heart, because you already have it. I will always be yours.”

“I love you,” he said.

Now it was her turn to mark him as hers. She kissed him just as hard, no tongue, no passion, just pure possession.




About the Author

Tricia Barr is a Professional Engineer and award-winning author. Her novel WYNDE earned a Gold Medal in the 2014 Independent Publisher Awards for Best Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Horror e-Book. She co-authored DK Publishing’s ULTIMATE STAR WARS (2015), which compiled all canon material moving forward prior to the release of “The Force Awakens.,” followed by the new STAR WARS: THE VISUAL ENCYCLOPEDIA (2017), which includes content from “Rogue One.” An expert on storytelling, Barr pens a regular series on the Hero’s Journey for the print publication Star Wars Insider magazine. She founded the respected website FANgirl Blog, and her writing can be found on a variety of websites, including Lucasfilm’s StarWars.com, and PopSugar, and Random House’s SUVUDU. She provided editorial services on Del Rey’s STAR WARS: THE ESSENTIAL READER’S COMPANION (2012).

Tricia Barr is an accomplished podcaster, co-hosting the popular Star Wars podcasts Fangirls Going Rogue and Hyperspace Theories. In her spare time, she competes as an amateur equestrian, earning top ten spots three times in national finals.

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Saturday, December 2, 2017

The Dove Release Blitz, by Author Shanna Hatfield - Excerpt - Teasers - Giveaway



Title: The Dove: The Second Day (The 12 Days of Christmas Mail-Order Brides)
Author: Shanna Hatfield
Genre: Holiday Romance
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Bewitched, beguiled, and in over his head…

Culver Daniels spent years cultivating a peaceful, orderly existence with his blacksmith shop and livery business. Then the pastor of Noelle lands upon a crazy scheme to save the town by sending for a bunch of mail-order brides. Despite his determination to remain single, Culver finds himself among those agreeing to wed. The moment he meets the beautiful gypsy woman he’s promised to marry, he realizes life will never be the same.

Widow Kezia Mirga has no desire to marry again. Yet, for the sake of her most cherished treasure, she decides to wed a man in a remote Colorado mining town. She arrives to find nothing as she expected, the town in a state of turmoil, and her intended far more handsome and charming than she imagined. Dare she dream of a future with the burly blacksmith, or should she escape back to Denver before she loses her heart?

Will true love triumph over secrets and surprises in this sweet holiday romance?






Excerpt

His gaze travelled from Mrs. Boonesbury to the woman behind her. “And your name, Miss?”

A slight blush dusted the woman’s cheeks with pink as she lifted chocolate-colored eyes to his. Culver had always been quite partial to chocolate. He could quickly grow accustomed to staring into eyes that held such mesmerizing flecks of amber light among their glossy depths.

When she didn’t respond, he took a step closer, but Mrs. Boonesbury subtly shifted to block him from the stunning woman.

Culver moved to the right and so did the gypsy’s self-appointed guard. He shifted to the left, as did Mrs. Boonesbury. A few more steps back and forth and Culver decided the old woman was not only a fair dancer, but also the most irritating person he’d encountered in a long while. He couldn’t fathom a single reason why she’d prevent him from getting any closer to the gypsy woman, but she undoubtedly planned to do so.

Defeated, at least temporarily, Culver looked again to the dark-haired woman. “Miss? What’s your name? Who are you to marry?”

“You, Mr. Daniels,” she said in a soft, alluring voice that melted Culver’s insides and turned his brain to mush. “I’m Kezia Mirga, but my friends call me Zee.”

“You’re even more beautiful than I dreamed, Miss Mirga,” Culver said, shocked to discover his tongue joined the rebellion his heart and feet staged against his good sense.




About the Author


USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield writes character-driven romances with relatable heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”

Convinced everyone deserves a happy ending, this hopeless romantic is out to make it happen one story at a time. When she isn’t writing or indulging in chocolate (dark and decadent, please), Shanna hangs out with her husband, lovingly known as Captain Cavedweller.


Shanna is a member of Western Writers of America, Women Writing the West, Romance Writers of America, Sweet Romance Reads, Cowboy Kisses, and Pioneer Hearts.



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Thursday, November 30, 2017

A Review of A Wild & Unremarkable Thing, by Author, Jen Castleberry



A Wild and Unremarkable Thing
by Jen Castleberry
Genre: YA Fantasy
Release Date: January 2018
Parliament House Press


Fifteen years have passed since a Fire Scale scorched Cayda’s village.  Fifteen years of beatings, of bare kitchen cupboards and sloppy swordplay.  Fifteen years of biting her lip for her father’s cane while her younger sisters did the same for the grimy patrons of the village brothels. Fifteen years of staring steadfastly after beauty in an increasingly ugly world.

Now, with hair shorn and breast bound, Cayda marches into the Summer Alps as Cody, a hopeful Champion seeking a dragon-slayer’s reward, with the full weight of her family’s survival on her shoulders.

But the road between poverty and prosperity is rife with beasts, betrayals, and baser temptations. Sensible Cayda soon discovers that she is not the only Champion with her eye on the prize, or the only one wearing a disguise.

With monsters, gods, and royalty hot on her heels, Cayda must ask herself if victory is worth sacrificing her identity for – or her life.

A Wild and Unremarkable Thing pits girl against dragon in a stunning blend of Greek mythology and medieval lore. Readers will not quickly forget the diverse cast or the thrilling, sexy ride!



My Review

⭐⭐⭐⭐

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A Wild & Unremarkable Thing is a crazy ride. The prose is slightly poetic in style, reminiscent of Terry Pratchett I'd say, but while that style tends to be good for some people, it isn't really for everyone. I say that while biting my lip, because one of my closest friends LOVES Pratchett and his style of writing. Having said that, the prose rambles on about unimportant things at times, but I found that forgivable about twenty percent into the story, where the male main character enters the picture, and the story takes off.

While this book is YA, there is some foul language and sex. While the sex isn't in your face, there were some moments some might deem inappropriate for teens.

I loved Ms. Castleberry's characters, Xerxes God of Death, Cody, a young woman raised to be a man, her sisters, and the kingdom's Prince, as well as others. I found each of them unique and fun. Cody is smart and strong, and she and her sisters deal with abuse, and unfair situations at times. Life is like that. I would have liked to see more of the sisters, considering our heroine's sacrifices for them. I would also like to have seen the ending in more detail. The set-up for the next book is a little invasive, since the goal of announcing another book is obvious, but I'm glad the story will continue on. 

The storyline is tight, but a little bit predictable at times. I still loved it, and the bit of anguish before the ending. 



About the Author
Jen Castleberry resides in Virginia Beach with her husband and pets. Her background is in Communications and Animal Welfare. All of her pets are named after superheroes!

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Fire Born showcase by Author Rayanne Haines - Trailer - Excerpt - Giveaway



Fire Born
The Guardian Series
Book One
Rayanne Haines
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
Date of Publication: September 13th, 2017
ISBN: 978-1-68291-511-0
ASIN: B074WFSD7G
Number of pages: 224
Word Count: 70,000.00
Cover Artist: Fiona Jayde


When Alex Taleisin’s immortal DNA kicks in after a fight for her life against something not-quite-human in the YMCA parking lot, her Aunt finally lets her in on the family secret. They’re Immortal – Elementals to be precise. Only, Alex is a little something more, and until they discover what, her life is in danger.

Collum Thronus, Guardian of the Races and savage King of the Dragons has no choice but to protect Alex and find her father’s people. He made a promise and Collum always keeps his promises. Now, he needs to keep his hands of his charge.

Enter an insane grandfather, a shifter with a hidden agenda, and a witch with a shoe addiction and soon Alex is wishing for a quiet house in the hills with the dragon she’s falling for. But a battle is coming and Alex knows the only way to find her answers is to trust her powers and become the warrior she was destined to be.



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Alex refused to break eye contact. Something inside clawed at her flesh—reaching for the man in front of her. Her knees buckled as he pressed his face to her neck. She held his shoulders as he lifted her, sat her on the kitchen counter, and stepped between her thighs. The whole time he kept breathing in like he was trying to absorb her. His hands were brands on her skin. One palm stroked her back, the other found its way into her hair.

She pressed her body against his, trying to take on his heat. Her breasts crushed against his chest, and she whimpered in the back of her throat. Things like this didn't happen to her. She usually dated journalists with very un-dragon like qualities or weekend mountain men with annoyingly trendy facial hair. She did not get ravished by drop dead, slam-dunk, gorgeous alpha males, in her aunt’s kitchen.

After this morning’s revelations, she was ready for a bit of sinning. She nipped at his neck. His grip tightened as he growled low and deep. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Alex realized she was ready to have sex with a stranger on her aunt’s kitchen counter, with said aunt in the other room, perhaps even on her way back to this room. Awareness crashed in with a resounding thud.

He stepped back and shoved his hands through his hair in jerky movements before drawing a ragged breath. “I’m sorry. That shouldn't have happened. You’re at a critical point in your transition, and that makes your heat difficult to ignore . . . It will likely get worse as it grows.” His jaw clenched. “I should have been more prepared.”

Alex blinked, her mind jumped from one thought to the next.

“Did your aunt tell you what’s happening?”

“What?” She shook her head. “What the hell? Aunt Quinn!” she yelled, jumping off the counter to back away. Pulling her housecoat tighter around her neck, she snapped, “Are you kidding me? You can't do that. And I’m not sending out heat, asshole!”

He held up his palms in surrender. “I said I'm sorry. We don't have time for this. There are people who will hurt you if they know you’re still alive. I need to get you somewhere safe.”

A panic attack pushed at the edge of her temple. Confused and turned on, she needed a goddamn coffee. She refused to give control of the situation to him. “So, you're some kind of dragon thing? And I'm supposed to go away with you?”

Collum sighed and gritted his teeth. “Yes, something like that. Your enemies will make a move soon. As soon as they find out you live, they'll come after you, and me for my part in it. We hoped your element wouldn’t surface.”

“I'm expected to believe everything Aunt Quinn said was real. Just like that?”

“Yep.” He blew more smoke at her mouth, his gaze intense. “Just like that.”

She stumbled back. “Wait, do you know who my father was?”

“I don’t. But now that you’re transitioning, we need to find out before the elders do. They tend to dislike things more powerful than them. And if I’ve guessed right, you kid, are about to be far more powerful.”

He pulled at a stray thread on her housecoat, right above an old coffee stain. “You need to put some clothes on.” Collum reached for her hand. “We have to go now.”

Alex yanked her hand back. She knew if she let him touch her they'd be on the floor. She didn't know if she trusted him, but she'd learned over time to trust herself. Aunt Quinn hadn't told her enough, but it was enough to know she wanted to find out more. Now she had to figure out why her parents were killed. If sex dragon guy could keep her alive long enough to do that, then she'd go with him. She took a steadying breath. She didn’t usually feel small around men, but this giant dwarfed her. Instead of being frightened, she wished he’d lean down and cover her mouth with his. He grinned like he knew what she was thinking, took her hand in his larger one, and

rested his other on her hip. Alex almost purred with the echo of his heat. She reached to touch the smoke pouring out the strands of his hair. Quinn walked in before she had a chance.

“Honey I have . . . oh.”

Alex wished she could sink into the blue wall paper, but he simply raised his head and

took one step back. He gave his head a slight nod. “Quinn, I presume.”

She responded the same. “Dragon King.”

“You have her things ready to go?”

All business, she handed the bag to him. “Everything is here; passport, extra clothing, all

her necessities.”

“Good. We won't have time to stop. I won't make contact again for a few days, but I

assure you I’ll let nothing happen to her. I promised Kaylen, and I never break a vow.”

Alex interrupted them. “Um, hello. I'm right here you know. How about you both talk to me, instead of over me? Besides, I haven't agreed to go anywhere yet.”

Collum stiffened, and glared at her.

She stomped her foot. “I’m not a child. I’ll make my own decisions, thank you very much.”

He snorted and turned back to Quinn. “Say your goodbyes. I'll be in the car.”

He strolled out of the kitchen like it was any other day of the week—not like her life had been ripped to pieces.

Quinn dropped the bags at her feet and rushed toward her. “I told you he was impatient. You really have no choice, my darling. I swear on my life that we’re telling you the truth. This must happen. You’ll be safe—he can control your fire.”

Quinn handed her a yellow tank top and a pair of sweats. “Now put these on. You can't run for freedom in a Hudson's Bay housecoat. It's undignified.”

“But I haven’t said yes yet. It’s—”

“No, Alex, stop.” Quinn hugged her. “I love you with all my heart. But you have no say in this. You must go now.”

Alex held on to her aunt as tight as she could for a final minute, then stepped away. “I love you too, Quinn.”

Five minutes later they walked out to Collum's vehicle. After a final kiss to her aunt, Alex climbed in the vehicle and looked at her would be savior. “Okay, Dragon Boy. Let's go find out who Daddy is.”



About the Author:

Rayanne Haines is a published poet, romance fiction author, and arts manager.

She writes Paranormal Romance with Kick-Ass Heroines. She believes in magic and legend and all the things we cannot see. Rayanne prefers her alpha males a little gritty and the women who love them, in charge of their own destiny.

Fire Born is the first book of the Guardian Series published by Soul Mate Publishing. Magic Born is available June 2018.

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Monday, November 27, 2017

The Secret Lives of Rock Stars Book 2. New Release by Suzanne Lazear



The Secret Lives of Rockstars: Book Two
by Suzanne Lazear
Genre: NA Urban Fantasy/Elfpunk
Release Date: November 2017
Leap Books: SHINE

Saving the world, one tour stop at a time.

Join Bitsy in the second installment of her attempts to stop a magical war threatening Arizona and all those who call it home. With the help of a human, a sexy dragon, and the members of her band, Bitsy must stop an angry mob of chaos demons before the band leaves for their next tour stop.

It’s nice to be needed, but Bitsy has no idea how to defeat the demons and she just might get herself killed trying. But then, at least one problem would be solved...

Fitting in doesn’t matter if you’re dead.





About the Author

Suzanne Lazear spins tales of the fantastic. She’s the author of the New Adult Elfpunk The Secret Lives of Rockstars (Leap Books) and the YA dark fairytale steampunk series The Aether Chronicles (Flux). Suzanne lives in Southern California with her daughter and husband where she’s trying to make tiny dragons out of wool. One day she’ll actually create a working cupcake cannon.


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Friday, November 24, 2017

Right Gift Wrong Day by Author Natalie Decker - Excerpt - Giveaway


Right Gift. Wrong Day
Natalie Decker
(Offsides, #1.5)
Published by: Swoon Romance
Publication date: November 24th 2017
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult


Tyler Richardson is freaking out! Not only did he invite his new girlfriend to meet his entire family, this is also the day they will exchange gifts. But what do you get a girl after dating for only two weeks? Should he listen to his friends and just give her a card, or should he ask for a second opinion?

Layla can’t believe she agreed to have dinner with Tyler and his family. What if they don’t like her? To make matter’s worse, they agreed to exchange Christmas gifts. The boy already has everything. And what if she gets him something that’s nicer than what he gets her? That would be really awkward. Asking him what he would like is completely out of the question. Maybe she should ask his friends for help.

After a rocky start, Tyler and Layla’s relationship is everybody’s relationship goals. But can Tyler and Layla survive the holidays without losing their cool?

RIGHT GIFT WRONG DAY is a hilarious companion novella to RIGHT TEXT WRONG NUMBER from Natalie Decker.



Excerpt

“I have a fundraiser this weekend and then we’re hosting a Christmas party the following weekend. I think it would be a great idea to bring your girlfriend to the Christmas party. Layla is her name, correct?”

“Yes, but I’m not bringing her here.” Not yet. They’re not going to judge her or belittle her as soon as her back is turned. I won’t allow it.

“Why not? Don’t you think we have a right to meet the person who is taking up so much of your time lately?”

That must be the joke of the hour. They never gave a crap before, so long as my butt wasn’t in jail, or doing anything to embarrass the family name. They didn’t care where I was. So why the change now?

“We’re not that serious yet.” I try to make it sound like nothing.

“I met your father’s family an hour after our first date.”

I want to say, “and look how well that turned out.” Mom’s miserable. Dad’s a douche. But congrats on upgrading your social status in life, ‘cause that’s what really matters. Pretty sure if I said any of this, my mom would slap the hell out of me.

“I don’t care. I’ll invite her but if she says no then that’s it. I’m not going to push her to meet you and Dad,” I say.

“Oh, she won’t just be meeting us. Your sister and her husband are coming as well as your aunts and uncles and everyone at your father’s firm.”

I narrow my eyes. “The whole family and Dad’s firm? Absolutely not.”

About the Author

Natalie Decker is the author of RIVAL LOVE series and the Scandalous Boys series. She loves oceans, sunsets, sand between her toes, and carefree days. Her imagination is always going, which some find odd. But she believes in seeing the world in a different light at all times. Her first passion for writing started at age twelve when she had to write a poem for English class. However, seventh grade wasn't her favorite time and books were her source of comfort. She took all college prep classes in High school, and attended the University of Akron. Although she studied Mathematics she never lost her passion for writing or her comfort in books. She's a mean cook in the kitchen, loves her family and friends and her awesome dog infinity times infinity. If she's not writing, reading, traveling, hanging out with her family and friends, then she's off having an adventure. Because Natalie believes in a saying: Your life is your own journey, so make it amazing!
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Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Guest Post: The beautiful Dead Author, Jun Prince



The Beautiful Dead:  A Tale of K-Pop, Ghosts,
and Nine-Tailed Fox Women
Jun Prince

Genre:  Urban Fantasy/Paranormal
Publisher: Apollo and Nyx Publishing
Date of Publication:   September 22, 2017
ISBN:   978-0999491300
ASIN: B075VXNMDD
Number of pages:  346 (Print)
Word Count:  97k Words
Cover Artist:  Damonza

A lonely Korean pop star learns her high school classmate died five years ago. So why are they still texting?


Yubin knows she’s different than the other girls in the pop group SIITY. Yes, they all got sucked into the same machine, giving up schooling and signing ridiculously long contracts before anyone knew if they'd be successful, but that's how pop stars are made in Korea. Yubin is supposed to be thankful for that, but she isn't. She doesn't even like the girls she performs with. 

She’s more connected to her former schoolmate Jieun, even though all they ever do is text. Over the last two months, Jieun has become her confidant and best friend, connecting Yubin to the real world in a way she desperately needs. Now that SIITY is going to appear on the reality show The Incredible Race: Asia, Yubin will need that connection more than ever, which is why she’s devastated to discover Jieun has been dead five years and is actually haunting her. 

If that weren’t enough, Yubin’s not the only SIITY member with issues. Rena’s father is emotionally abusive. Somi has a learning disability, and after a near death experience, Tae-eun becomes a nine-tailed fox woman. The only way they’ll survive the show, each other, and the supernatural currents buffeting them is to work together and win the hearts of their fans. Because if they don’t, they have nothing to go back to even if they survive what's trying to kill them.  


Dawn of The Beautiful Dead and Method Writing


Seoul, 2012

I was an exchange student studying at Yonsei University in South Korea.  On the first day of an elective creative writing workshop,  I was one of two students hit with their first short story assignment. It was due in four days.  I was excited about my first writing project, not so much about the deadline.  I had no idea what to write.

Fortunately, I have a wild imagination. My head is like the guy from Scrubs spiked with a dose of the old World of Darkness, The Dark Tower and Willy Wonka.  I'm always having paranormal daydreams.




It was cold outside, so after class, I tucked into my headphones and winter coat,  and listened to "News" by Nine Muses on the 20-30 minute walk home.  During the first play through I slipped into an intense daydream about a Korean pop star being possessed by a ghost while doing a photo shoot. 

There was something there. I saw faces, situations, and characters I'd never written before.   I put that bad boy on repeat for over an hour and the daydream became more complex with each repetition.  Before long, I had every thing I needed to write my short story.  The result, then called "Smile," became the foundation of my novel. It's since been revised countless times, and is now the photo-shoot possession scene in the final version of The Beautiful Dead.

YouTube Link:  News by Nine Muses
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MC_SKIkZ9PE

I was feeling pumped before our workshop.  Given the time constraints and wellspring of creativity I'd discovered, I was sure I'd knocked it out of the park. A+ for sure, right?   Not so much. At least my classmates seemed to like it when they commented,  my Professor?

"This is good, if all you want to do is make a million dollars."

My insides turned.  Part of me wanted to ask "What's wrong with making a million dollars?" The other part of me knew I'd been insulted.


My professor continued. "Your writing has no soul.  It's all Hollywood. It's all plot.  Who is this person this is happening to?  It could be anyone."




After class, she and I had a sit down about writing, and she gave me some of the best writing advice I've had  "Write what you know. Draw on personal experiences to bring life to your stories." 

For my next assignment, I decided to focus on another member of the same pop group (Rena), but instead infusing her back story with a bit of my own. Rather than focusing on a person being attacked by a poltergeist, I went after the idea that celebrities are people too, with at times difficult family relationships. 

I was rewarded when my professor closed her eyes, opened her comments with a deep breath, as if savoring fresh air, and said "That's what I'm talking about.  This is real.  If you keep writing the same story, my best advice is for you to keep on going."

The writing of my novel long exceeded the duration of that class, but I took those words to heart by making a point to include some element of autobiography in each of my characters.  Where fact ends, and fiction begins is different for each one,  but they are all made real by drawing on some element of my personal experience. 

Around this time, I also became driven to get as close to the Korean entertainment industry as possible.  I wasn't a pop star, and while I felt like I had the human elements unrelated to my protagonists' professions down, I wanted to get closer to the biz. I'd already met the K-Pop group T-Ara a few times since I'd been in Seoul, but after that class, I started going to recordings of TV music shows several times a week. Unlike before, I started paying close attention to what was going on before and after performers went on stage.   




One day I was treated to an over 8 hour behind the scenes tour at KBS where I was able to watch band after band get ready for their studio recordings.  It was amazing. During promotional events I paid close attention to the demeanors of the stars—did they seem happy? Tired? Burdened?  Did their attitudes change as soon as the cameras started rolling?  This was all useful information.  I got to see what they typically ate for lunch. Some talked off the record about their lives in dorms owned by their record companies, and I was shocked by the lack of privacy.  One time, I was present for the filming of a TV drama.  Each event gave me a little more experience to draw on.

Later, I was asked if I'd like to appear on a Korean cooking show, Olive Show, as a guest.  I accepted in a heartbeat.  If I didn't have experiences of my own to draw on, I made them. Writing started to feel a lot like method acting, as I actively sought to put myself in situations that my characters found themselves in.  In this case, sitting in a TV studio and being filmed for television.  It was method writing.



I write supernatural fiction.  Whether or not ghosts, nine-tailed foxes, and were-creatures are real, it's important to anchor the tale in emotions that are distinctly human.   Have you ever been afraid? Channel that. Have you ever accomplished something that you didn't think you could do?  Let that feeling guide your prose when your protagonist experiences a similar emotion.  Are you writing in a completely made up world?  Fantastic, that doesn't mean you can't borrow enchanting elements of the real one.  Remember, just because you're telling stories about monsters doesn't mean its not at all real.

The best works of fiction contain some elements of autobiography.  It's the means by which characters become people, and settings evolve into places.  If you feel you are lacking experiences to fuel certain areas of your writing, you can always make them.



Excerpt

Yubin

“Ha Yubin! Where’s Somi?” Yubin limped into the practice room and sat in a folding chair next to her gym bag, both their manager and the choreographer looked annoyed.
“I don’t know. She wondered off.”
Manager said, “Yubin! You’re the leader right?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Then act like it! It’s your responsibility to keep everyone together!”
Then Somi walked in with a bagel sandwich from Dunkin’ Donuts. Everyone looked at her, but her eyes widened in an expression of bewildered “What?” as if nothing happened. Their manager snatched the half eaten sandwich out of her hand and slammed it into the garbage causing both Yubin and Somi to recoil as if slapped.
“No more junk food while we are promoting you fat cow! You want to go join the Piggy Dolls and sell music to fat kids?” Although the words were meant for Somi, the glare behind them was shot at Yubin. They both bowed their heads looking chastened. He mumbled “What a morning” under his breath.
“No, sir.” Somi murmured.
“That’s right…” Yubin thought. The maknae had every right to be ashamed, and yet it was somehow also Yubin’s fault that Somi didn’t know how to show up on time or stick to a diet. Yubin had never asked for the title of leader. There wasn’t much benefit, and quite a lot of grief. Those other stupid girls couldn’t take the job seriously. She was only the leader because she was the oldest, and she’d never be an equal partner with her manager because he was more than a decade her senior. The combination of his age and title entitled him to speak to them however he wanted.
“Now everyone’s here. Let's go. Take your positions.”
Yubin felt a sharp pain in her knee with each step and limped to her position in the practice room.
“What?”
“I was hurt this morning. I fell down the stairs.”
“You fell down the stairs? During promotions? Yubin! How could you be so stupid?”
It wasn't like she wanted to take a header down the stairwell, and couldn’t help that she felt watched. It made her uneasy, but she also knew that voicing her protest wouldn’t help.
“I’m sorry…”
“Sit down! We don’t need you stumbling around and falling even more. We’ll get you a brace, and have doctor Kang send you some Vicodin. Don’t move until he gets here.” SIITY was pre-recording today, so they had to arrive at the studio early. She'd go to the hospital after they were done.
For the second time that day Yubin was struck by the things it was possible to get used to. Get hurt outside of promotions and everyone screamed “Hospital! Hospital!” Injure yourself within the first three weeks of your comeback, and it was “Eat some pills and get back to work! We’ll get you checked out when we have time.”
What did that make her within this chaotic world she’d grown into? The waves of contempt flowing off everyone with the title of “Manager” or above made her feel hollow inside. It was one thing to have the general impression that they only cared about profits, and another thing all together that her psychic whatever-you-call-it made it so she really knew.
She sampled the outside emotions simmering in that ghostly second heart of hers in the opposite side of her chest that was responsible for her psychic abilities, and she knew that to him her physical pain was nothing more than expensive broken merchandise. A man might be willing to crash his hundred billion won sports car if he thought he could make three hundred billion won in the process. They only cared when it might hurt profits, and while all the executives had private penthouses to call their own, she was trapped living in a dorm with three morons that she hated. What was the point? She'd expected to find more purpose in stardom. As it was, the only point she could see was to build more popularity.
She sighed. The show must go on. A few hours of rehearsals and then she’d be at SBS awash in a few minutes of cheers from her adoring fans. Then she’d remember why this was all okay, and why having some other reason to exist didn’t really matter. Until then and after, it was going to be a long day.


About the Author
Jun has lived in Asia for the better part of the last decade. During his years in Korea, he made a point of learning about and getting as close to the Korean entertainment industry as possible while writing his first novel "The Beautiful Dead." He enjoys telling stories about monstrous humans and humanized monsters.

He has a MFA from the University of California - Riverside, graduated with a BA in English Cum Laude from the University of Washington - Seattle, and attended Yonsei University in Seoul, South Korea as an exchange student.
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