Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Unhinged: The Haunting of Secrets #2 by Shelley Pickens



Unhinged
The Haunting of Secrets
Book 2 of the Trilogy
Shelley R. Pickens

Genre: YA, mystery, paranormal

Publisher:  Fire and Ice
Imprint of Melange Books

Date of Publication:  March 2015

Word Count: 62,364

Cover Artist:  Caroline Andrus

Book Description:

Being normal isn't always a good thing, especially if it ends up killing you.
Aimee, the sixteen year old girl who can see your every memory with just one touch, is fresh out of the torture room after risking everything to capture a killer.

Despite her instinct to avoid contact with others, she tries her best to find a new normal at school - perhaps even a boyfriend. But for those who are cursed, happiness and normality aren’t easy to obtain. A bizarre illness is spreading like wildfire through the school causing those around Aimee to lose their sanity before falling into a coma. Slowly, all the people she loves succumb to this strange disease.

Alone and terrified, she must use her curse to find a way to save her family and friends. As she delves deeper and deeper into their memories, she realizes a delusional person from her childhood named David is the bigger threat that could end up destroying her. Despite the danger that surrounds her, she struggles to solve the puzzle before it’s too late to help those she cares for the most.

But as David moves closer to eliminating her, one puzzle still remains. Will she be able to save herself?

Book 1 The Haunting of Secrets Available on Amazon  BN   Goodreads

About the Author:


Shelley Pickens is a Spanish teacher by day and a novelist by night. She's been in love with everything paranormal since she can remember. After years of teaching high school students, she decided to take her firsthand knowledge of young adults and apply it to her passion for creative writing and fantasy. When not teaching or writing, Shelley likes to spend time with her husband and two beautiful children in Atlanta, Ga. Her escape from reality is her love of complex thriller and science fiction TV series like Supernatural and Sleepy Hollow. In her spare time she is an avid watcher of little league baseball. THE HAUNTING OF SECRETS is her debut novel.





THE END IS ONLY THE BEGINNING

He drew me here to this house in the middle of nowhere to die by his hand. I’ve never liked guns, but they sure do seem to like me. In fact, I’m staring down the barrel of one right now. The clarity of mind you have knowing that death is coming for you any second is astonishing. There are so many things I would have done differently; yet so many memories I wouldn’t trade for the world. Funny hearing myself say that. For me, memories have never been something to cherish; they were always something to fear. I have absorbed so many memories in the short sixteen years of my life that it is hard for me to figure out which ones are real and which ones are borrowed. Needless to say, few of them are good. Knowing what I know of the people in this world, I should welcome death. But I don’t. I have a reason to live now: Logan. He’s the reason I haven’t gone insane; the reason that I came here tonight to willingly give up my life so this insane asshole pointing his gun at me can feed his delusions of grandeur. 
He tells me that this is my fate: to die by his hand. That’s the funny thing about fate; people think it’s written in stone. They believe the age-old adage that you must ‘accept’ your fate. But that just isn’t true. It’s simply a way for people to accept the things they can’t change. If something good happens then fate ‘lent you a hand’. If something awful occurs, then fate was ‘cruel’. Yet either way, the fates I believe in aren’t left to chance. I believe you make your own fate; that life is fluid, ever changing and what you make of it is completely up to you. So tonight, if I have to die to save the ones I love then that is what I choose–no one else. But who says I have to go down easy? If I go down, so does he. Tonight, I will look fate straight in the eye and tell her to go to hell.  

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Fire Above by C.H. Maclean ~Reveal & Giveaway~




Fantasy
Date Published: April 13, 2015

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I love her so much, I'd risk anything.

She and I don't have names. We're just slaves, after all. But our hearts don't care, and we're lucky, we have a chance at a scrap of happiness in our terrible lives. My father is the Queen's pet.

But when my love discovers the lords' newest atrocity, she lashes out, does the unthinkable, and attacks one of them. Her courage is heroic, but now they have stuffed her in prison, getting ready to slaughter her.

 With nothing to lose, I dare to dream of a life far from the lords. I fight for our freedom, and escape to the woods with my love. We can do no less than free all of our people in the effort.

Our flight through the woods is only the start of our journey. The lords’ flaming attacks, their deception, the loss of so many of my people—I don't know if I will survive, or if I even want to. But for my love, I will do almost anything, even battle the fire above.



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    In that moment of indecision, my love struggled to rise and moaned, “Run, you fool! If you love me, run!” A plan burst into my mind, born of desperate hope. Perhaps it would be enough. I had to try.

    The guards, distracted, turned to look at her.          

    “I'll be back for you,” I swore. I waited until they looked back at me, then turned and ran into the night.

    I could hear them pounding after me. I cut into the woods immediately, slowing down and making a great deal of noise. I looked over my shoulder and could see one clearly after me.

    I ran in a large circle, keeping the guard chasing as close as I dared. When I began to approach the castle again, I sped up to give myself a bit more time. If I could just knock down the guard near her, we might have a chance. But when I came in sight of the castle, I saw two guards standing in front of my love, each firmly grasping his weapon, ready to fight. A third stood behind her, looking into the forest. Looking for me.

    She stood, arms bound behind her, feet shackled together. I stumbled, tears clouding my vision. The crashing from behind me drew closer. I saw her face in the moonlight, beautiful and proud. She thought I’d gotten away. She’d sacrificed herself so I could escape. What would she say if I just threw it all away now?

    So I cut left, trying to gauge how far to go to miss the one chasing me and avoid the two edging forward. The guard chasing me caught up and angled his run to cut off my escape, edge me toward the other guards. Legs burning, lungs gasping, I ran as hard as I could. Exhausted and starving, I was no match for them, fit, fed, and well-rested as they were. But her face gave me strength. And they didn't run like I ran. They didn't know the woods like I did.

    The guard behind me dove, fingers brushing my shoulder. I leaped, grabbing a branch and swinging as the onrushing guard leaped at me. What would have knocked me down just grazed my swinging legs and sent him sprawling. Landing, I cut left close to another tree, and the last guard stumbled over a hidden tree root. I kept to the shadows, using the night to my advantage until I reached the common footpath away from the castle. Running away from the castle, my footfalls loud on the path, I slowed to an easy stride. I looked over my shoulder to see the guards burst from the woods and start running.

    They were still after me. Knowing my love was back there, I almost gave up, let them catch me. At least we would be together for a short while. Then I remembered the bandits. They had fighters,
 maybe they could free us both! Spurred on, I lengthened my stride, knowing the guards could never keep up. I ran like my life depended on it.




About the Author


              To young C. H. MacLean, books were everything: mind-food, friends, and fun. They gave the shy middle child’s life color and energy. Amazingly, not everyone saw them that way. Seeing a laundry hamper full of books approach her, the librarian scolded C. H. for trying to check them all out. “You'll never read that many before they expire!” C. H. was surprised, having shown great restraint only by keeping a list of books to check out next time. Thoroughly abashed, C. H. waited three whole days after finishing that lot before going back for more.

                With an internal world more vivid than the real one, C. H. was chastised for reading in the library instead of going to class. “Neurotic, needs medical help,” the teacher diagnosed. C. H.'s father, a psychologist, just laughed when he heard. “She's just upset because those books are more challenging than her class.”  C. H. realized making up stories was just as fun as reading, and harder to get caught doing. So for a while, C. H. crafted stories and characters out of wisps and trinkets, with every toy growing an elaborate personality.

But toys were not mature, and stories weren't respectable for a family of doctors. So C. H. grew up and learned to read serious books and study hard, shelving foolish fantasies for serious work.

                Years passed in a black and white blur. Then, unpredictably falling in love all the way to a magical marriage rattled C. H.'s orderly world. A crazy idea slipped in a resulting crack and wouldn't leave. “Write the book you want to read,” it said. “Write? As in, a fantasy novel? But I'm not creative,” C. H. protested. The idea, and C. H.'s spouse, rolled their eyes.

                So one day, C. H. started writing. Just to try it, not that it would go anywhere. Big mistake. Decades of pent-up passion started pouring out, making a mess of an orderly life. It only got worse. Soon, stories popped up everywhere- in dreams, while exercising, or out of spite, in the middle of a work meeting. “But it's not important work,” C. H. pleaded weakly. “They are not food, or friends, or...” But it was too late. C. H. had re-discovered that, like books, life should be fun too. Now, writing is a compulsion, and a calling.

                C. H. lives in a Pacific Northwest forest with five pets, two kids, one spouse, and absolutely no dragons or elves, faeries, or demons… that are willing to be named, at least.


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Thursday, February 26, 2015

Hearts of Stone:Guardian Wings by Inka Loreen Minden


 HEARTS OF STONE: GUARDIAN WINGS

PUBLISHER: Bastei Entertainment
PUBLICATION DATE:
 Feb. 16, 2015
PRICE: $4.99
PAGES: 387
ISBN: 9783732507917
ASIN: B00MZV92Q0

His clan took everything from him and forced Vincent to live in the shadows. Shunned by his own kind, his only light in this darkness is a witch, Noir LeMar. Vincent is her secret guardian. He wants to touch her just once, but he has been cursed by his clan – anything that he touches will die. Demons have wiped out Noir LeMar’s family. Since then, she’s been fighting a lonely battle. She does not know that she has a protector, who watches her day and night, while she tries to find her parents’ killers. To save Noir’s life, Vincent has to give up his cover. Although they are attracted to each other, both know they can never fall in love and feel passion. The consequences would be devastating. Can their passion survive the threat of death?



My Opinion
Where to begin...
First the author gives you this amazing world where there's magic. Not the magical "Harry Potter" slick that has been going around, but real stick it to ya and have you mother call me later type of magic. Then she throws demons, angels and my favorite GARGOYLES in the mix.
You'd think that would keep you turning the pages right there, but nope...this author adds RULES that all these character are suppose to follow....That's where the fun begins!!!

I have to admit this book totally had me at Gargoyle. There are so few books on them that don't put them in a horrid light. So, when I saw that this one had one being a troubled, lusting protector...I hopped that bandwagon and didn't look back.
I fell in love with Vincent right away. The poor guy....lusting for something he just could have and then her being able to hear the things he's saying...PRICELESS!!!!!

The Witch, Noir, she took me a bit longer. I think it was more I was jealous of her  than anything, than the fact of her actual character. I mean she had Vincent...Powers and was on one hell of a mission. Who wouldn't want some adventure.....

The add the couple of Kara and Ash...WOW....Fallen Angel and Angel...I can't even begin to go there. At least without saying something to give away the goods.
She made him feel...Naughty.... Naughty.....LOL

Ms. Minden did an AWESOME job creating characters that by all means grabbed your heart and made you want to feel their story. You wanted them to break the rules. You wanted to be apart of their world as if only to help them along...I look forward to soooo much MORE!!!

About the Author

 INKA LOREEN MINDEN
(I just have to say...FREAKING AWESOME NAME!!!!)

Inka Loreen Minden is a German author of erotic and paranormal romances and young adult books. She has so many pseudonyms that people call her "the multi-named woman." Inka lives in Munich and shares her home with her husband and son. She has written more than 26 books—historical, contemporary, and paranormal—and her titles appear regularly on the German online bestseller charts.


Lets Have a CHAT with Inka!!!

How did you start writing erotica?

Originally I wanted to write young adult literature. But whenever my protagonists clicked I realized the tension between them was getting too strong to just stick to kissing. I enjoyed building up these stories and that is how I started writing erotica.

What’s your favourite published work of yours and why?

”Hearts of Stone” is one of the books that is most special to me. It has been published in German and will be available in English in 2015. I was the first German author to write a fantasy romance novel with gargoyles and the success it had made me very proud.

What erotic authors do you enjoy reading?

From the international erotica authors I like Megan Hart’s writing very much. The German author Katelyn Faith is very talented.

Where do you draw your inspiration from?

People often ask questions about my inspiration and I don’t have a proper answer to it. It seems like my muse has a sadistic tendency because it keeps revealing new ideas which I then have to put to paper immediately – otherwise I would forget most of them. In my early years I used to write several books simultaneously which was kind of confusing at some point. But I learned to write my new ideas down but focus on one project at a time, before I start working on the next.

Do you have any unusual writing rituals?

When I’m writing everything that surrounds me needs to be completely quiet . And because I mostly write all day long, chocolate and chewing gum speed up my brain again when I get tired.

Where’s your favorite place to write?

My favorite place to write is with my laptop on the couch. I have a nice view out of the window into the green to relax my eyes from time to time.

Who is your favorite character from one of your stories and why?

This would probably be Ash from Hearts of Stone. He’s a fallen angel who turned into a demon. He touches my heart because he experienced such a heavy burden of destiny which made him turn into the typical bad boy. But inside he has a good heart which he’s able to show throughout the plot.

Do your nearest and dearest know what you do, and if so, what was their reaction when they found out?

Of course my family and friends know what kind of stories I write. My husband supported me from day one and has been a big support ever since. The only one who doesn’t is my son. He’s 11 and thinks I’m writing cheesy love stories.

What was your ideal career when you were a child?

Becoming a writer was my childhood dream. I’m very happy about the fact that I can make a living of it today.

How do you get yourself in the mood to write?

I’ve been in the writing business for quite a while and I have developed a kind of routine. When I get up the first thing I do is turn on the computer. After breakfast it’s usually 7:30 AM when I start writing. This is what I do 7 days a week, 365 days a year. The only exception is when we go on vacation and my family makes me leave my computer at home. Once I’m back in front of the desk after these little time outs it is a bit harder to get back into the routine. You need to be very disciplined to sit down anyway and get back to work but as soon as I get started the writing mood comes back, too.

What’s the best writing tip you’ve ever been given?

The best writing tip I’ve ever been given was about the first paragraph of a book: You have to write the entrance to a book as exciting as possible to get the reader hooked and wanting to read on.

If you get writer’s block when you’re writing, how do you get around it?

Luckily I’ve never had writer’s block, but rather the problem of having more ideas on my mind than time to write them down!

If you could bring one of your characters to life, which one would it be and why?

This would probably be Nick – he’s a genie in a bottle in one of my young adult’s books and he could fulfil my every wish if he was real.

Which author, erotic or otherwise would you love to meet and why?

Stephen King was the grand idol of my childhood and if I could pick an author I would choose to meet him! I read all of his books when I was young.

What’s your favorite genre within erotica and why?

Definitely gay romance – one man is hot, two men are hotter! Love stories between men are very intense as you can evoke strong emotions and conflicts. Writing but also reading gay romance stories is very exiting.

What are you working on at the moment?

I have a lot of new books coming out in Germany in the beginning of next year. In the English speaking market my two next big projects are a young adult title called: Daniel Taylor and the Dark Legacy and a gargoyle romance called Hearts of Stone. I’m getting new requests by my readers every day, and I’m hoping to catch up with those in the near future and also to be able to fulfil my own ideas!

What’s the biggest writing challenge you’ve ever taken on? Did you succeed?
I’ve never taken part in a challenge yet. It’s not very common in Germany. I have my own speed in writing and I don’t like to write under pressure. I’m sure it’s a good thing for others though as it might be easier to get motivated in a group.

What’s your biggest writing achievement? Why?

Hearts of Stone has more than 650 pages and is my thickest book so far. It was a big challenge to write because at the beginning there are two parallel plots. At some point those storylines interweave and the main characters suddenly interact. It was hard to pay attention to all kinds of different elements. I’m very proud that it was so successful here in Germany.


Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Double Dragon's Blood by Kali Willows ~Book Blast~




           Double Dragon's Blood Print Length: 222 pages
Publisher: Decadent Publishing (February 10, 2015)
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     Synopsis 
 Hidden within the pages of this anthology, are the impassioned journeys of four separate, erotic, urban fantasies. All are connected by the mystifying ancestry of descendants of the dragon. Two star-crossed lovers are torn apart after a single night of passion ends in tragedy, a three-way tryst that becomes a life or death ordeal, a jilted love triangle in an exotic land, a centuries old curse and ancient lineage that haunts a blood line for generations to come.   The Double Dragon’s Blood Series comes jam packed with tantalizing sex, riveting action and heart warming romance. Inspired by continuous requests of fans, Kali Willows has brought together her best selling stories of her delicious dragon twins and other sensational characters in one complete collection for you to indulge in. With the mysterious match making skills of Madame Evangeline and her 1Night Stand service, explore how it all began and unravelled for our dragon heroes and heroines.   

  Dragon’s Bond
In 1952, it’s not proper for a woman to chase after a man, but Lien Long is no ordinary woman. Shattered by his abandonment after their single night of passion ends in tragedy, she travels from a life of sexual servitude in Shanghai to San Francisco to chase her career, her dreams, and her one true love. Armed with new knowledge of her dark lineage and at the encouragement of a colleague, she enlists the help of Madame Eve to arrange a 1Night Stand, in hopes to find her way into the arms of her soul mate once more. Cursed with an ancient legacy he knew nothing about, Shen Li flees to San Francisco after the devastating death of his twin brother. Tormented by the guilt and shame of his indulgence in lust and his longing he cannot diminish for his beloved, he accepts the advice of his mentor and boss, to contact the 1Night Stand services. He seeks an escape of passion to release his sins of the past and move on with his life. What awaits Shen is eye-opening truth about the life he had forsaken. Will he find the night of fiery paradise he hopes for? 
   Double Dragon Seduction 
 Gwen Trembley is disturbed by the upcoming wedding of her reprehensible ex, and coping with her emerging fiery talent. Gwen seeks the services of 1NS for a night where new carnal knowledge will revive her damaged soul. Madame Eve has the perfect arrangements, but perhaps twice what she bargained for.   Twin brothers Tatsu and Yong Li, are in desperate need of a unique woman who can accept them as inseparable. They carry not one, but two secrets. These exotic brothers can’t be with just any woman, and if Gwen is willing to try, she will face the most passionate, lust-filled night of her life, but will she survive? Will they? 1NS finds a match they never expected possible. 
   Dragon Temptation
Cindy Dunham has become sexually emaciated, after a long dry spell and no prospect of romance in her near future. With her best friend’s upcoming wedding, loneliness is taking the lead, and she is starving for erotic rhapsody. The prospect of a blind date for the nuptials is embarrassing, but a necessary evil. The match Madame Evangeline finds for her leaves her reeling with conflict and jealousy. Will she ever get her carnal hunger gratified?   Yong Li, is no longer satisfied being the third wheel in his brother’s love life. Desperate to branch out and have an experience all his own, he is fraught with his ancient affliction that runs interference with the prospect of any normal relationship. Having had a life altering 1Night Stand before, he seeks the help of his old friend, Madame Eve to find a new mate just for him.  
  Dragon’s Breath
Eternal suffering is the fate dealt to Roark Blackwell. A fierce protector under a curse, he longs for a woman can never have. By day, a hideous stone creature, and by night, a flesh and blood immortal, starving for the touch of a single woman. After centuries of torment, he takes his destiny into his own hands and seeks the help of Madame Evangeline. For a single night, he wants to feed his carnal cravings, but what happens when morning comes?   Living dangerously comes second nature to Kaida Lee. Struggling with her dark sexual appetite, her fiery temper and her ancient lineage makes finding an ideal match impossible. A descendent of the dragon, she has a genetic burden that no mere mortal could withstand. Having two cousins succeed in romance with the aid of their friend Madame Eve, she seeks satisfaction through the services of 1Night Stand.  

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  About the Author
Her goal in life? She has many, but her writing goal is creating emotional, compelling stories and characters you can't help but love, hate and cheer for. A good cup of tea with the crackling fire gets her creative juices flowing in the wee hours of the night, when the house is quiet and she can type away to her heart's desire.

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Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Chosen by Christine Pope ~Promo Blitz & Giveaway~






Paranormal Romance
Date Published: February 4, 2015

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It began as a fever of unknown origin that its victims dubbed “the Heat,” but as it burned through most of the world’s population, it became known simply as “the Dying.” And for those left behind, the struggle has just begun….

In the aftermath of the Dying, survivor Jessica Monroe is protected and guided by the gentle voice of an invisible being she thinks of as her guardian angel. When she reaches the sanctuary he’s provided for her, however, she realizes that her unseen companion is no angel at all. The destruction of humanity was only the first step in a much larger plan, and now Jessica must struggle to discover her own role in a frightening new world where everything has changed.



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Now was the time to say a few words, but nothing seemed to come to mind. I couldn’t even remember the Lord’s Prayer, or more than the first few words of the Twenty-third Psalm.
“The Lord is my shepherd,” I began, then shook my head. What came next? The lines were all jumbled together in my head, nonsense syllables that sounded like something straight out of “Jabberwocky.” And what did it matter, anyway? We weren’t a religious family; we went to Christmas Eve services some years and some years not, maybe Easter. I’d gone to Sunday school when I was really little, but my parents hadn’t even bothered with that when Devin came along.
For the longest time I stood there under the oak, the sun disappearing altogether, deep dusk falling upon the yard. Then I moved, and the motion-sensor light mounted to the side of the garage flashed on.
“I love you all,” I said finally, then set the Waterford vase and the football trophy on top of their grave.

After that, I went back inside and shut the door behind me. It seemed to echo in the unnatural stillness of the house, and I realized it was hardly ever this quiet — someone always had the TV on in the background, or there was music playing, or somebody talking on the phone. Now the quiet pounded against my eardrums, and I realized how big a three-bedroom, two-thousand-square-foot house could feel when you were the only one in it.

The only one in the world….

The thought whispered through my mind, and I did my best to ignore it. Surely if I were immune, and not just having extremely delayed onset for some reason, that meant other people had to be immune, too. How many? I couldn’t begin to guess. I didn’t know the mortality rate of the disease. Even if 99.9% of the population was dead, that would leave around a thousand people still alive in the greater Albuquerque area, if I was doing my mental math correctly.

I turned on the overhead lights in the kitchen, then went through the house, turning on all the lamps. Maybe that wasn’t the smartest thing to do — maybe advertising my presence would do more harm than good. But I couldn’t sit there in the dark, not after everything I’d been through that day. Besides, when I peeked out through the curtains, I saw mine wasn’t the only house on the street that was all lit up. Most likely the others just had their lights on because no one was around to turn them off, but it did make mine seem less conspicuous.

“Are you there?” I asked of the darkness. Even a voice that was only a product of my imagination was better than this deep, deep silence, the kind of quiet you should never hear if you lived in a big city.

No reply, of course. My gaze shifted to the remote control, still lying where I’d last dropped it on the coffee table. I didn’t quite dare to turn on the television, not after what I’d seen the last time around. I could only imagine how bad it must be by now.

But there was still the stereo, and all the CDs my parents wouldn’t get rid of, despite Devin and me telling them all that plastic just took up space and that they should just rip all their music off those CDs and then play it through Apple TV or something. And now I had to be grateful for their stubbornness, because that meant I could get up and choose something to blot out the silence. My father liked country, but old country, like Hank Williams and Willie Nelson and Patsy Cline, and my mother preferred classical. That sounded better to me right then, so I found her favorite, Rachmaninoff’s Second Piano Concerto, and put that on.

It actually was better, with the sound of an orchestra and Vladimir Ashkenazy on the piano overriding that awful stillness. Or at least it was better until I realized that no one would ever play that piece live again, that there would be no more symphony orchestras or Arcade Fire concerts or anything, ever again.

“Oh, God,” I gasped, pushing myself up from the couch and running into the kitchen, where I turned on the faucet and splashed cold water in my face. As if that could begin to help. It was all too big to comprehend, so awful and enormous that I could literally feel the horror of it beginning to sink in, like some  noxious chemical seeping into my skin.

And then it was as though strong, invisible arms wrapped around me, bringing with them a soothing warmth. Unseen lips brushed against my hair, and I heard the voice again.

Be strong, my love. Be strong for just a while longer.

Just as suddenly, the presence was gone. I held on to the tile of the kitchen counter, feeling the cool surface beneath my fingertips. In that moment, I truly wondered if I’d lost my mind.

What other explanation could there be?


 
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A native of Southern California, Christine Pope has been writing stories ever since she commandeered her family’s Smith-Corona typewriter back in the sixth grade. Her short fiction has appeared in Astonishing Adventures, Luna Station Quarterly, and the journal of dark fiction, Dark Valentine. Two of her short stories have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize.
Christine Pope writes as the mood takes her, and her work includes paranormal romance, fantasy romance, and science fiction/space opera romance. She blames this on being easily distracted by bright, shiny objects, which could also account for the size of her shoe collection. After spending many years in the magazine publishing industry, she now works as a freelance editor and graphic designer in addition to writing fiction. She fell in love with Sedona, Arizona, while researching the Sedona Files series and now makes her home there, surrounded by the red rocks. No alien sightings, though...not yet, anyway!

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Monday, February 23, 2015

Beautiful Nightmare by Bella Juarez ~Stop & Giveaway~


    

 Beautiful Nightmare Knights of Red Horse book 2
  Print Length: 72 pages 
  Publisher: Decadent Publishing (February 11, 2015)
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Aaron Rosencrantz’s architectural firm is thriving—thanks to his brilliant and tough-as-nails COO, Natasha Rodriguez. But every day, they deny the powerful attraction raging between them. Corporate meetings and contracts rule their lives—not to mention a string of promises and commitments made to family. However, all bets are off when he catches a sexy glimpse of her desire for him. His hopes soar…only to be dashed by a horrible misunderstanding. So when mysterious and renowned Madame Eve sets up these two powerful personalities to come together at the Las Vegas Carnivore Club, which one will bend?  

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Bella Juarez is originally from San Antonio, Texas and now lives and writes on a small ranch in South Central Texas. She draws inspiration from the real life heroes and heroines of the United States military and her many experiences in the twelve years she worked within that world as well as from her life in the civilian world. Her love of thrill and adventure are reflected in her stories. When she’s not writing, Bella runs a business and is active in the business community. She also runs half-marathons and loves to be in the kitchen whipping up something to feed her hungry boys. 
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Thursday, February 19, 2015

Dead Girl Walking by Ruth Silver ~ON SALE`


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Dead Girl Walking (Royal Reaper) by Ruth Silver
Published: November 25, 2014
Publisher: Booktrope
  Forget everything you know about grim reapers.
Princess Ophelia Dacre sneaks out of the castle to visit her boyfriend in secret. A perfect night cut short when she’s brutally murdered.
Ophelia is given the rare chance to become a grim reaper. She must become Leila Bele, cut ties with her old life, and follow the rules of the reapers. Her greatest adventure begins with death.   Now includes the prequel Ashes to Ashes as a bonus story in the Booktrope edition. Available in eBook & Paperback.

Dead Girl Walking 
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Excerpt

  “Listen, kid, I don’t care what you believe in. It’s not for me to say what’s true and untrue, real or unreal. My assignment was you. You get to be one of us, if you want it. Otherwise, you move on, life is over, kaput.” Ophelia backed away from the stranger. For the first time, she realized she didn’t feel cold and wasn’t shivering. Is this what being dead was like? “One of you?” “A grim reaper.” He held out his hand to properly introduce himself. “Edon Montgomery, head reaper and old soul.”  

Dead Girl Walking (Royal Reaper) 

Author Interview

Do you have any plans to write a spin-off for Aberrant? Yes! I am currently working on an untitled project that is a prequel, spin-off. I haven't spoken much about it, but I will say there is plenty of action and a world to explore that we've barely touched in the Aberrant trilogy. 
  What are you currently working on? I've got several writing projects underway. Forget Me Knot (Royal Reaper 2) is in edits right now with an expected Spring 2015 release. I'm also writing steamy adult fiction under the name Ravyn Rayne, which will be available this year as well. You can find those projects on Ravyn Rayne Reads
  Do you have a full-time job? Writing and marketing my own novels is my full-time job. It involves far more than 40 hours a week, but I love it, so I don't mind.  

About the Author

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Ruth Silver is the best-selling author of the Aberrant trilogy. With a passion for writing and a love of story-telling, Ruth is actively writing two series: Royal Reaper and Orenda. Her interests also include traveling, reading, and photography. Her favorite vacation destination is Australia. Ruth currently resides in Plainfield, Illinois. She can be found on Twitter, Facebook, and her book blog Write Away Bliss.