Friday, March 28, 2014

Book Blast & Giveaway: Wolf’s Strength by @AmbrielleKirk

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Caedmon Wolves, #5

Tension grows between old rivals.

Cold-blooded murder sparks a feud between rivals that could lead to the deadliest civil war in Pack history. Alpha Devin Caedmon and his council are forced to risk all that is precious to protect their bloodline. Tristan Arnou, Caedmon’s rival, isn’t the only force trying to tear down the unity holding them together. The source of the threats must be eliminated before their entire race is destroyed.

Forbidden love burns like a wildfire.

There is one woman who Blake DeLuca loves more than anything else. Naomi Valentine. Despite the escalating battle and power struggles between their respective packs, the erotic fire between these two lovers has yet to be extinguished. Naomi’s heart belongs to Blake, but her allegiance lies with Arnou. She’s left with two choices: Assume her duty or accept Blake’s eternal bond?

In Wolf’s Strength, secrets are exposed and memories that should have been buried have resurfaced. The game of deception is a deadly one. There can be no peace until the bloodshed ends.










"Stop the car. Someone's in trouble."

Blake DeLuca sat straight up in the passenger side seat with each one his senses heightened in alarm. The sharp scream of the woman echoed in his head just like it had done across the evening atmosphere just moments early.

The scream was a cry for help and it sounded like someone was in despair.

"You heard it too?" Dawson asked, as he swerved into an empty lot and brought the Maserati to a screeching halt.

Blake's body lurched forward from the blunt maneuver, but he didn't waste a moment's notice. He was out of the car in three seconds flat, rushing toward the sounds of scuffling in the alley. His wolf was just below the surface of his skin urging him toward the incident. Plus, they were in unmarked territory where there was sure to be human eyes everywhere even at this odd hour of the evening. Dusk had just fallen, but that didn't mean every human was all cozy in their homes.

Dawson was right behind him, his running footsteps crunching the gravel and broken sidewalk with determination.

With their keen sense of smell, it didn't take them long to find the scene of the crime. Blake stopped short of revealing their arrival too soon, keeping his body positioned behind the shadow of a long dumpster. The woman screamed again, but louder this time.

There were three of them. The intricate pattern inked on the left shoulder designated them as belonging to the Other clan.

They had a Caedmon female backed into a darkened alleyway. A man lay dead on the pavement next to them. The deep gaping slit on his neck and the pool of blood draining from his throat evidenced that a cut to the jugular was a cause of death, if not the main one. What little clothing the female wore were tattered and torn about her body. The dead male didn't look that presentable either. Anyone could tell they'd put up a fight and as a result a man had paid with his life.

"We just wanted to have some fun with you, that's all," one of the men from the Other clan taunted. He and the others moved closer and closer to the frightened woman. "Your friend there shouldn't have stuck his snout where it doesn't belong."

One of the men kicked the dead body and grinned. "He's dead. Now we can play some more."

Blake emerged from the shadows with rage and curiosity running through his system.

"Help!" The woman cried out as she finally noticed he and Dawson folding in behind the Other clan.

The biggest one swung around and his gaze focused on the new threat. His irises were a murky dark gray which was very unusual for someone of the Other clan. Their eyes usually sparked a bright silver, especially when they were provoked and up to no good. But this man's powers were literally seething from his pores, kind of like a Caedmon's would do, but in far less vivid colors. Although Others were the human branch of Caedmon kind, they couldn't shift and their abilities and powers were reduced. Only through the wolf genes were the powers and Caedmon spirit more potent.

"Look what else we got," the biggest one said through clenched teeth. "More mutts. I wonder if they're even worth earning a dull blade. The last one fell quickly--like a limp rodent." He held up his knife, demonstrating the sharpness by pressing a pointer finger to the tip.

Dawson growled next to him. 'Let me do this one in.'

The statement came to Blake through projection. After claiming the lost relics and on the night of the delegation, this gift, along with others, was afforded to all six members of the Council. Thought projection was something that was only shared among mates and close siblings, so to have something this rare in common with his fellow Council members who were like brothers to him was a precious gift.

'But there's three of them.' Blake projected back. 'The one with the most kills wins.'

'Game on.'

Blake pointed to the dead Caedmon on the ground. "Why is this man dead?"

"For the same reason you will be lying dead next to him," one replied, taking a step forward to show his seriousness. "Not being able to mind his own business."

"Westcott was trying to help me!" The woman blurted out, then shrank back into the building when the biggest one, presumably the leader, turned on her.

"Shut up, tramp!" he hissed at her and rushed her with the knife. "You were asking for it. I'll save you for last...after I get through with these scumbags."

Blake acted quickly, his wolf on the surface egging him on. He reached the offending male with lightning speed, grabbing him tight around the wrist. His determination was made clear as he snapped the offender's carpal bone in two. "Now that's no way to talk to a lady."

He hollered in pain and dropped the knife.

There was some scuffling behind them and Blake figured that Dawson had got into it with the other two. Dawson had just reached the age when a young male wolf was most aggressive. So Blake was almost certain that he would have lured them into a fight one way or the other.

His own opponent caught him off guard, throwing a punch with his other fist. It missed Blake's jaw by only a centimeter.

Blake shoved the big brute hard into the stone wall.

When the body hit, spittle and sweat flew away from his neck and face. He stumbled away from the building, shaking off what was likely the result of being disoriented from the hit. The brute appeared to give up but then he sprang back up with a second knife, slinging it in the air at him.

The blade caught Blake in the upper forearm. He bit his bottom lip and snatched the thing out. Blood pulsed from the wound down his arms through to his hand. He dug his fingers into his palms while the blood rage gathered in his fists.

Blake's eyes glazed over and he began seeing everything in a vivid red, but things were clearer, nonetheless. His body shuddered as he fought down his wolf, angry and ready to emerge. There was no subduing this animal any longer. The wolf was his other half, they completed each other, and they both hungered for revenge.

Blake's canines ripped violently from his gums.

He heard a squeak and discovered that the woman was still standing there, unmoving and shocked from what she was seeing. He caught her gaze and held it.

"Run. Never come back in unmarked territory again," he said to her.

She wasted no time gathering up her ripped skirt and running out of the alley.

"I'll carve you," his opponent screamed. "I'll slice your throat just like your dead Doctor there." His fingers shook as he pointed.

"Will that be before or after I stuff your mouth with your own guts?"

The next thing the coward pulled out from behind his back was a pistol.

Blake ducked out of the pathway of the first bullet. Within seconds his bones snapped and molded. His skin grew hot and stretched until he became the wolf. But it wasn't he who earned the first kill. Dawson had already ripped into the throat of one.

An enemy's treachery fueled the wolf's rage. The need for revenge of a murdered brethren harkened. As a Council member, he had pledged long ago to protect his people by any and all means necessary. Above all else, he wasn't ready to die tonight--not by any man's hand and not by a gun.

The third and fourth bullet came too close to his head and he sprang into action. He leapt into the air, hurling himself at the offender.

His claws dug into a meaty chest as he drove the man's body into the ground on his back. The wolf offered very little mercy when it came to cold blooded murderers.

Blood rushed into Blake's mouth as he tore into the man's stomach, pulling out a mass of guts and tossing them in heaps on the ground. This murderer's screams were too loud. The only mercy the wolf afforded that evening was putting him out of his misery by ripping into his throat to end it all.

After the kill, Blake's wolf spun around ready for more, but Dawson's wolf had just taken down the last man.

They shifted back into their human forms almost at the same time, heaving in and out with deep raged breaths trying to recover. Dawson stumbled to the opposite side of the wall, clutching his side.

Blake rushed over to him. "Were you hit?"

He held up his palm. "Dude, I'm fine. The bullet isn't deep. I got this."

Dawson was brother to the Alpha, son to a male descending from the original line of Caedmon ancestors. Despite his youth, Dawson was probably ten times more powerful than Blake was. In a matter of seconds, Dawson had expelled the bullet on his own and succeeded in stopping the blood leakage.

Blake pried a pistol from one of the dead man's cold fingers. He held it up to the light from the moon. "Just as I thought. This gun is hot. The serial number has been stripped. Bullets are probably untraceable too." He dumped the remaining bullets from the clip into his palm.

Dawson picked up a shell from the ground and pocketed it. "They popped off too many rounds during the scuffle. Chances that someone nearby heard are high. Let's get out of here."

They bent together to pick up the dead Caedmon from the pavement. When they reached the car again, they popped the trunk and slid him inside.

"I'll drive this time." Blake gestured to his wounded side. "You need time to mend." He pulled his cell phone out of his jacket pocket and hit the speed dial key then the number 9. His call was answered promptly.


"Max, we need another clean up," Blake replied, as he slid into the driver's side seat.

Max blurted out an expletive on the other end. "This shit is getting serious, ain't it?"

"Roger that."



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Multi-published author Ambrielle Kirk writes erotic, paranormal romance, and urban fantasy. Ambrielle lives in Atlanta, GA where she works in the accounting and finance industry. She holds a Master's Degree in Accounting. Since graduation she's worked in the public and private accounting sectors. She is the wife of a loving husband, and the mother of a beautiful girl. She works and writes full-time.  A bestselling author in several sub-genres at ARe and Amazon, she has also earned a 2012 Swirl Award in the paranormal category. She's a PAN member of RWA, FF&P special interest chapter of RWA, and co-founder and treasurer of Cultural, Interracial, and Multicultural special interest chapter of RWA. Ambrielle Kirk is also an admin at the blog, IRMC Books.

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Series Blast & Giveaway ~The Dragon Shifters of Derkesthai Academy by @MacLucas_writer

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The Dragon Shifters of Derkesthai Academy

The Dragon Shifters of Derkesthai Academy series is a paranormal romance series with mystery and suspense elements where dragon shifters hunt a magickal hoard thief who threatens to bring down the entire dragon mage race.



The Dragon Shifters of Derkesthai Academy, #1

Release Date: December 2013

American-born heiress Cate Cooper never believed her sexy, stalwart English husband of two years, Grayson, could be a monster of epic proportions until he shifted into a fire-breathing dragon right in front of her eyes. After several near-miss encounters with the dragon who almost killed her, Cate trapped the beast in the attic using her own magickal skills as spell-caster and an enchanted chatelaine left to her by her grandparents. She agreed to give her husband one year in the magickal confines of their attic to battle the dragon within before she gives up on him for good.

During the year Grayson Cooper has been trapped in his attic fighting for his life and his marriage, his best friend and legal partner, Michael James, seduces his wife and devises a plan to take over her fortune. If that’s not bad enough, clues in an intricate embezzlement scheme all point to Grayson, who, according to the world, disappeared without a trace the year before along with a million dollars. Only Grayson and Cate know the truth of where he’s been.

In this paranormal romantic suspense novella, Grayson Cooper must embrace his dragon shifter heritage, clear his sullied name, and save the only woman he’s ever truly loved from a ruthless villain bent on destroying him and Cate as well as the whole dragon shifter race.










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The Dragon Shifters of Derkesthai Academy, #2

Release Date: January 15, 2014

This is a contemporary paranormal romance novella with mystery and suspense elements. This is the second story in the Derkesthai Dragon Mage Academy series. Derkesthai Academy is Hogwarts for dragon shifters.

Noah Easton, a Special Forces dragon shifter, escapes the torture of a hoard thief bent on stealing dragon hoard stones and their elemental power from the mages who possess them, but the situation becomes personal when the hoard thief targets the woman he loves. He must return to his hometown of Mystic Springs to protect those he loves from a magickal threat he cannot identify before he loses everything.

April is a modern day oracle. She reads tea leaves and just about anything else that can predict coming events. However, past abandonment issues make her resistant to reading her own signs. But when evil comes to Mystic Springs, April must face her biggest fears of abandonment and betrayal in order to save what’s most important to her. Only by studying the past and owning her future can she stop a magickal criminal who threatens to steal everything she’s ever loved and destroy the dragon mage who holds her heart.






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Look for Until Death Do Us Part, the next story in The Dragon Shifters of Derkesthai Academy series, out later this year. In Until Death, David Pearson hunts the wounded hoard thief who is a dragon shifter herself and his ex-wife, whom he still loves. Iona LeFay only ever wanted the attention of the one man she’s always loved, her ex-husband David Pearson. Unfortunately, now he must kill her in order to stop the wheels of a huge conspiracy that could bring down the whole dragon shifter race.



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Candy Head Shot 7 - 6.29.13Mackenzie Lucas is a lover of story in any form. She’s an avid reader of genre fiction, she writes contemporary and paranormal romance, and she listens to an eclectic mix of music that spans from pop/rock to country to gospel. She loves a good story whether it’s an erotic short, a full-length romance novel, or the narrative slice-of-life found in country music. In any story, emotional integrity and authenticity are most important to her as well as a big dose of romping hot sexual tension. She enjoys smart-mouthed, sexy heroines, hunky alpha heroes who know how to take care of their women, and plot twists that surprise her, but most of all, she just wants to experience a satisfying emotional arc of a character falling in love and finding what he or she needs most in life.

Mac is a small-town country girl with a world-traveler’s soul. She grew up in the Allegheny Mountains of Pennsylvania and she’s lived in Dublin, Ireland, in Long Island for a summer, and now resides in the Washington, D.C. area. She obtained her undergraduate degree in English Literature from Dickinson College and received her M.F.A. in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University. She’s currently an author, writing coach, president of Washington Romance Writers, a mother, and a wife. Her latest contemporary romance, Essence, was published by Soul Mate Pulishing in January 2014.

With Mackenzie Lucas--whether you’re reading her light paranormal romance or her small-town-based contemporary romance--you’ll always get a story about connectedness, community, and emotional authenticity, and, at its core, love. No, and it doesn’t hurt that all her heroes are panty-melting gorgeous alphas and all their sexy, sensually aware heroines know how to stand up to them, give no quarter, and love them just as they are.

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Thursday, March 27, 2014

New Release: Uncovering You by Scarlett Edwards

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Scarlett Edwards

Genre - Dark Romance

Release Date - March 27th, 2014

Book Description:

When I wake up in a dark, unfamiliar room, I have no idea what's waiting for me in the shadows. My imagination conjures up demons of the worst kind.

Reality is much worse:

A collar with no leash. A prison with no walls. And a life stripped of meaning.

I am presented with a vile contract and asked to sign. It outlines the terms of my servitude. The only information I have about my captor are the two small letters inked at the bottom:


Armed with only my memories, I must do everything I can to avoid becoming ensnared in his twisted mind games. But in the end, it all comes down to one choice:

Resist and die.

Or submit, and sign my life away










Oh God. It’s him. There’s no mistaking that rich, masculine treble.

What’s he doing down here?

“M-Mr. Stonehart,” I stutter, turning. I curse my inability to hide my surprise. He totally caught me off-guard. I have to look up to meet his eyes. Then up some more.

The face that I find is so striking it should belong to a Greek god.

He’s younger than I expected. Late thirties, maybe early forties.

That means he started his company when he was younger than me!

Dark scruff lines his angular cheeks. His jet-black hair is styled in long, natural waves. My fingers itch to run through it.

Totally inappropriate.

He has a prominent nose that might be too big on a less imposing man, but on him, it’s perfect.

In short, he’s a package of the purest masculinity I’ve ever seen.

And then there are his eyes. Oh my God. His eyes. They pierce into me like honing missiles. They are the deepest black I have ever seen. They would be frightening if they weren’t so beautiful. When the light reflects a certain way, you catch a glimpse of the purple underneath.

They are like midnight sapphires. His eyes reveal a cunning intellect. Those eyes do not miss a thing.

Add all that to his towering height, his wide shoulders, his confident-yet-at-ease posture… and Stonehart cuts an intimidating figure.

My gaze darts to his left hand before I can stop it. No ring. He’s unmarried.

He looks down at me, expectantly. His eyes narrow ever so slightly, and I feel like I’m being dissected, measured up, and tucked away in some small corner of his brain. I imagine this is what a gemstone feels like under the magnifying class of the most critical appraiser.

Stonehart clears his throat. I come to with a start, realizing I haven’t said anything in ages. I open my mouth, but the capacity for speech seems like a foreign concept to my brain. “I—”

Somebody bumps into me from behind. I stagger forward. I’m not used to these shoes, so my heel steps the wrong way. My ankle twists under me, and I start to fall.

I don’t fall far. The hand still on my elbow tightens, and Stonehart pulls me into him.

I plaster myself onto the solid steel wall the man has for a body. I catch a scent of his cologne. It’s a deep, musky smell with a hint of charred spruce that is all male. It scrambles my thoughts even more.

“Sorry!” a rushed voice calls out. From the corner of my eye, I see the postman giving a hurried, apologetic wave.

Although the sequence lasts less than a second, it feels like an eternity. Pressed up against him like that, I don’t want to move. I know that I couldn’t have made a worse first impression.

Stonehart eases me off him with a firm yet gentle grip. Our eyes meet. I flush the most vibrant red. His fingers graze my forehead as he brushes a lock of hair out of my face.

Any tenderness I may have imagined vanishes when Stonehart takes out his cell. He long dials a key and growls an order. “Steven. See the delivery boy leaving right now? Have his building pass revoked.”

I gape. Stonehart keeps speaking. “Wait. I thought of one better. Bar his company from accessing the building.” There’s a pause. “For how long? Indefinitely. FedEx can talk to me when they have an improved employee selection program in place.”

The phone call gives me just enough time to compose myself. My heart’s still beating out of my chest. But nobody has to know that.

I speak without thinking. “You’re going to restrict the entire company from serving this building because of that?”

Stonehart humors me with an answer. “A company’s employees are its most important asset. Their behavior reflects the organization as a whole. If FedEx decided that clown is good enough for them, it tells me they’re sloppy. I do not do business with sloppy organizations.”

“What about the other tenants in the building?” I ask. “Won’t that piss them off?”

When I hear myself and realize how improper my question is, my cheeks flame red again.

Stonehart’s eyes darken, as if he cannot believe I asked that question. I open my mouth to apologize for my imprudence, hating the way my professional skills have evaporated into thin air. I’m cut off by a short, barked laugh.

“Miss Ryder.” He sounds amused. “I believe that is the most direct and honest question anybody has dared ask me in weeks.” He takes my elbow again and leads me to the elevators. I have to take two quick steps to match one of his long strides.

“Yes,” he continues. “They will be ‘pissed off.’ But the perk of owning a building—” he hits the elevator call button, “—is that you get to make executive decisions.” He gives me an unreadable glance as the doors open. “That is, at the risk of being questioned by inexperienced interns.”

If that isn’t a loaded remark, I don’t know what is. I flush scarlet red for the third time since I’ve met him. I’ve never had a man throw me so off balance.

The elevator is packed, for which I’m infinitely thankful. The trip up will give me some time to properlycompose myself.

Gratitude turns to panic when the crowd files out, meek as mice, when Stonehart steps in. None of the people waiting in the lobby follow us.

The doors close. I’m alone in here with him. My heart’s beating as fast as a hummingbird’s wings.

He catches me staring. “Impressed?” he asks.

“They know you,” I manage.

His dark eyes flash with amusement. “Astute.”





I live near beautiful Seattle, Washington. I grew up reading all types of fantasy books before discovering the wonderful world of romances in high school. Now, I spend most of my time writing about sexy men and the women who love them.

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Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Author Interview with Shevaun DeLucia author of Eternal Mixture

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Today on the blog we have author Shevaun DeLucia for an interview. Shevaun is today’s book blast author, Eternal Mixture. We would like to thank Shevaun for stopping by and sharing with us today.





Did you always wanted to be a writer? If not what did you want to be?

No, not always. Actually not at all up until the past five years or so. My love for books began my love for writing. During my teenage years, I wanted to model. Unfortunately, 5’3 didn’t quite cut it for the runway. Lol. I did do about a year and a half of college in my early teens/20s, changing my major a million times before letting everyday life take hold of me.

My love for writing grew on me, became a part of me. I can’t picture my life without it now.

When did you first consider yourself a “writer”?

Well, I guess when I published my book. I laugh when writing this only because it still feels weird telling people I’m an author when they ask. It’s still so surreal. It feels a little dreamlike. Maybe by the time my next book comes out, it will have sunken in and I’ll be a pro at calling myself a writer/author! Let’s hope!

How long did it take to get your first book published?

Once I made the decision to self-publish and not to send queries out to any agents, the process took about six months in total. I expect the next book to be a breeze on the publishing side. I’m well-versed in the process now!

Do you do another job except for writing and can you tell us more about it?

Yes. Other than being a mother, I work for a law firm that handles foreclosures. My department is only one of many on the totem pole that assist in the prepping stages of the court paperwork. It’s not the most glorious job, but the atmosphere is great, and I enjoy the people I work with.

What is the name of your latest book, and if you had to summarize it in less than 20 words what would you say?

Eternal Mixture is my first and only book so far. I’m going to sum this up by sharing a colleague/friends gracious words:

“I found the book compelling, well-organized and—hate to admit it, being a guy—but extremely romantic.” ~George Parulski.

Who is your publisher? Or do you self-publish?

I self-published. This may not be for everyone, but I felt it was right for me. My book was done, and I know the query process can take some time and patience, but I didn’t want to wait. I felt my destiny was in my own hands, and it was up to me to make my dreams come true. So, I took the leap of faith and jumped.

Don’t get me wrong; it has been a learning process along the way. I’ve encountered some bumps and hurdles, but nothing I couldn’t overcome. I was lucky enough to already have known an editor, Jinelle Shengulette, and a photographer/graphic designer, George Parulski. Without them, my experience may not have been as great. With either option, we all desire the same result—to see our book on the shelves next to other great authors.

How long does it usually take you to write a book, from the original idea to finishing writing it?

It took me about one year from beginning to end. I work full time and have four kids, so my writing usually happens when the house is dark and quiet. I hope at some point my career can be strictly writing, but until that day comes, I will continue to juggle. Whether it’s one year or one month, the end result is still the same. That’s all that matters!

What can we expect from you in the future? ie More books of the same genre? Books of a different genre?

You can expect two more books for the Eternal Mixture series, for sure, and after that I would love to do some adult romance. Maybe add a little paranormal into the mix: a vampire or two! I love me some vampires! Lol.

What genre would you place your books into?

I would place Eternal Mixture in the YA paranormal romance genre.

What made you decide to write that genre of book?

I adore the teenage years. The time where you’re trying to figure yourself out while trying to figure out the world and exactly how you fit into this huge planet. Those years are monumental and form you into the person you become upon your adulthood.

Most of all, I love the first-time romances: the first kiss and the first realization that what you feel is love. This is a moment that one will hold for the rest of their lives. So, to be a part of it and experience falling in love all over again through these characters is amazing. We never get a chance to relive that one moment, but through my writing, I get that chance, and it’s beautiful!

Do you have a favorite character from your books? And why are they your favorite?

Brent, without a doubt! For one, his love for Raina is unconditional and pure. He’s loved her for his entire existence and never once faltered in his belief that their love could withstand anything that lies in their way. He absolutely adores her and cherishes the ground she walks on. Now that is what you call a real man!

How long have you been writing? and who or what inspired you to write?

I’ve been writing for the past five years, give or take. My inspiration is my children as well as the amazing authors that I find on my bookshelves. Each author has their own truly amazing story that not only inspired me but helped me understand that I am in control of my own dreams.

What I accomplish in this life will not only set the bar for my children, but will instill in them that anything you put your mind to is possible. I want to be my children’s inspiration, as they are mine.

Do you have a certain routine you have for writing? ie You listen to music, sit in a certain chair?

No. No certain routine. I enjoy coffee and sometimes a little TV and music when writing. It helps sometimes to be distracted when my writer’s block starts to kick in. Lately, though, I do tend to do a lot of my writing nestled in bed. It must be the cold.

Do you read all the reviews of your book/books?

Of course! I encourage reviews, and I love to know my readers’ thoughts on my writing. I get giddy and excited when getting ready to read a review! I haven’t had a negative review as of yet, but good or bad, it all helps me to become a better writer and a more confident author.

Do you choose a title first, or write the book then choose the title?

This time around, I was in the middle of writing Eternal Mixture before I chose the name. As for the next books in the series, I have a pretty good idea of what they will be titled. But honestly, it’s almost like naming a child. You have to get that feeling of absolute positivity, the feeling deep in your gut when you know with every inch of your soul that the name is perfect. It’s the same way when titling a book.

How do you come up with characters names and place names in your books?

My characters’ names came to me as I was writing the book, except for the name Raina and Edmund. I had decided on the setting of the book before the book was started. It’s hard to begin a story without a base. I guess you can say it’s the same as traveling somewhere without a destination. It’s almost impossible.

Are character names and place names decided after their creation? Or do you pick a character/place name and then invent them?

I can’t recall where or when I heard the name Raina, but I knew it would be the perfect name for her before the story began. As far as the name Edmund, I did some research on names and the time period of 1800s. I’d like to think Edmund’s name sort of chose me in a way.

Do you decide on character traits (ie shy, quiet, tomboy girl) before writing the whole book or as you go along?

Definitely as I go along. When I write, I almost play the scenes out in front of me, as if the characters are standing on a stage doing practice runs upon my command. I really never know what they’re going to say or do until they’ve done it or in this case, I’ve written it. But, I study them to find their faults, weaknesses, and their strengths just as I would during a first introduction in real life.

Are there any hidden messages or morals contained in your books? (Morals as in like Aesops Fables type of "The moral of this story is..")

The impossible is always possible.

Which format of book do you prefer, eBook, hardback, or paperback?

Paperback, for sure! I like the feeling of paper between my fingers and the smell of a freshly purchased book. I’m a book collector, and I love to see them on my shelves. It’s also nice to know I will never need a battery charged in order to read it.

What is your favorite book and Why? Have you read it more than once?

The Twilight Saga was my favorite YA book. I would have to say, embarrassingly, that I have read them about three times and watched the movies an uncountable amount of times. My daughter thinks I’m nuts! Lol. I just fell in love with the characters and the story. Plus, I am a sucker for vampires.

Do you think books transfer to movies well? Which is you favorite/worst book to movie transfer?

I think it really depends. I personally try to read the book first, no matter what! The books are always much better in my opinion. With the books, you get the small details of the setting, characters, and the intimate thoughts.

My favorite book-to-movie transfer was The Last Song by Nicolas Sparks. They did an amazing job transferring the emotional connection between the father and daughter in the end and the small romance was fun and cute.

I’m not sure I have a worst book-to-movie transfer, but what I can tell you is after seeing the previews, I was dying to see The City of Bones. I had not read the book, and I was highly disappointed in the movie, which in turn, shied me away from even wanting to read the book. I won’t make that mistake again!

Your favorite food is?


Your favorite singer/group is?

I enjoy Drake and Rhianna as well as Taylor Swift and a little Miley Cyrus!

Your favorite color is?

I love earth tones: brown, rusty orange, greens, and sky-blues.

Your favorite Author is?

Maya Banks is amazing! But she is for the mature audience only.

Remember to check out today’s book blast to find out more about this amazing author.

Book Blast & Giveaway: Eternal Mixture by @shevaundelucia1

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Eternal Mix Series

Book One

Shevaun DeLucia

Genre: YA paranormal romance

Publisher: Words Written

Date of Publication: 11/1/2013

ISBN: 978-0615828039 paperback

ISBN: 978-0615951423 eBoook


Number of pages: 293

Word Count: 88,502 words

Cover Artist: George Parulski, East Way Photography

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If you had the chance to start your life over, would you take it? If you were told you would live for eternity, would you embrace it? If a stranger told you he was your soul mate, would you believe it?

Raina Richmond has played it safe her entire life. She has never broken the rules. That is, until Brent Alexander walked straight into her life, causing havoc. Turning her world upside down.

Brent is the new kid in town. He is every girl’s fantasy: adorable, charming, chiseled, and the typical boy Raina usually steers clear of. But there is just something about him she can’t seem to resist. Safe is no longer an option for her. For him, she breaks all the rules.

What she doesn’t realize is that he holds the key to her past, present, and future. Once he reveals the reasons behind their irrevocable connection, she will unlock the answers to all of her questions, and her life as she knows it will never be the same again.


I head over to the library to kill some time before my next class. It’s quiet and peaceful in there, and I always feel a wave of calmness when walking through those doors. I think it may have something to do with all these words that have come together, creating stories, written by all these amazing authors who now surround me. I love books. Something about seeing through someone else’s eyes and living a mere moment in someone else’s life soothes me.

I take a seat at the table in the back, take out Christopher Pike’s Blood Thirst from my book bag, and dive into the book. The main character, Sita, is so empowering, bold, and immortal, yet carefree and fragile all at once.

The thought of living a thousand years is so intriguing but ultimately depressing, having to outlive everyone and anyone who enters your life. Still, it makes me wonder, what would I give to have all eternity in my hands?

As I contemplate this, I hear a chair skid across the carpet in front of me. I slowly bring my book down, low enough to peek over.

I furrow my brows. “Can I help you?” I ask the boy sitting at the table across from me, feeling a bit perplexed and apprehensive. A smirk spreads across his face as his smoky golden eyes bore into mine.

“No, just taking in the view,” the boy answers back with swagger.

Is this kid crazy or something? I know he can’t possibly be talking about me, and the library isn’t much to look at either.

I glance behind me. “The view, huh? Kinda hard to believe, since we’re sitting in a library,” I comment sarcastically.

“Very true. But I wasn’t talking about the scenery; I was more or less talking about you,” he replies. “My name is Brent,” he says while extending his hand for me to shake. Immediately, I feel the thump-thump, thump-thump of my heart pumping with great intensity. An ice-cold shiver rushes down my arms and throughout my body, and I can’t help but stare at his soft, pristinely manicured hand, as though touching it would be the death of me. An end to all means. But most of all, I’m afraid of the burning scar his touch might leave on me.

I continue to stare at him, not sure where this is going. He eventually drops his hand. I’m kind of wondering if maybe this is a joke, like he was put up to this or something. Maybe I’m being punked and everyone is hiding behind the bookcases, waiting for him to make a fool out of me.

But Brent just continues to gawk at me with this indescribable charisma. I feel as though he’s drawing me in with the golden blaze of his eyes but making me question his intentions with a devilish grin.

“Ahem.” Brent clears his throat, looking amused, and leans his head to the side, waving his hand to get my attention.

“Oh, sorry. I’m Raina,” I finally reply after leaving my trance.

“Hi, Raina. It’s nice to finally meet you,” he says, as though he’s been waiting for this moment his entire life.

“Finally?” I question, feeling the blood rush to my cheeks. “You say that as though we should already know each other.”

I watch as he adjusts his shoulders and reassesses himself before responding. “I saw you in the hallway this morning and then again in the cafeteria. I just felt like you were someone I wanted to meet,” he confesses. “The cafeteria felt a little crowded, with all eyes on me, so I left to get some air,” Brent finishes, shrugging his shoulders.

“And you followed me here?”

I can’t believe that just came out of my mouth. Of course he’s not stalking me! Why would anyone want to do that?

“I wasn’t stalking you, if that’s what you’re thinking. When I passed by, I saw you sitting alone. I felt like this was my chance to introduce myself without any watchers lurking,” he admits with a kind of sincerity. At least, I think he’s being sincere.

Before I can even respond, the bell rings. I stand up and quickly gather my book off the table to place in my book bag. I push in my chair and smile at him as he begins to stand up. I turn to walk away, not knowing what else to say to him.

An intense warmth stings my hand, goose bumps rage through my skin as my hair rises from my body. I pause slowly, turn around, and look down. Brent’s hand is now touching mine.

“Raina, when can I see you again?”

The energy from his hand is climbing through my every limb, awakening the parts of me that lay dormant for so long.

“Why would you want to see me again?” I question, a little dumbfounded, taking my hand back.

He steps closer. “Because I like you.” Straight to the point.

I turn slowly around, not sure how to answer this, and I can feel the heat off his body as he walks beside me. I stop when we get to the glass doors. “Listen, you seem nice and all, but I have a boyfriend,” I say, leaving him speechless. I’m completely shocked that this lie just came rolling off my tongue so easily. I hate lying, but I hate being let down even more so, and I’m sure that’s just what he would do eventually.



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Shevaun DeLucia lives in upstate New York with her husband, four children, and two dogs. As a stay-at-home mom while her children were young, she fell in love with reading. She indulged in the small moments that took her away from the reality of her loud, overly rambunctious household, bringing her into a world of fantasy. When reading wasn’t enough to satisfy her, she turned to writing, determined to create the perfect ending of her own.




Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Cover Reveal & Giveaway ~ DARKNESS BOUND by @JTGeissinger








Night Prowler, #5

Publication Date: June 24, 2014

Publisher: Montlake Romance

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Available Formats: Paperback/e-book/CD/

Tough, smart, and seriously ambitious, reporter Jacqueline “Jack” Dolan despises the secretive clan of shape-shifters known as the Ikati—and has become determined to destroy them. After she writes an editorial arguing for their extermination and turns public opinion against them, the Ikati vow to fight back. They plot to send one of their own to seduce the reporter, then blackmail her into writing a retraction.

Women practically fall at the feet of hulking, handsome Hawk Luna, and Hawk relishes the idea of conquering and destroying the fiery redhead who’s caused so much trouble for his kind. The last thing he expects is to develop real feelings for her, but their liaison awakens a hunger in him that he cannot deny. He kidnaps Jack and brings her to his Amazon jungle colony, but the two lovers are soon embroiled in deadly colony politics and threatened by a looming global species war.

As the danger around them grows closer, Jack and Hawk’s forbidden passion may build a bridge between two ancient enemies—or cost them both their lives.

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J.T. Geissinger’s debut novel, Shadow’s Edge, was published in 2012 and was a #1 Amazon US and UK bestseller in fantasy romance and romance series. She has been nominated for the prestigious RITA® award from the Romance Writers of America for best paranormal romance for her second book in the Night Prowler series, Edge of Oblivion.

A life-long lover of reading and a self-professed “book addict,” she didn’t realize her dream of writing a novel until a milestone birthday forced her to take stock of her goals in life. Always believing the right time to commit to putting pen to paper would magically announce itself, it took waking up one cold January morning with a shiny new zero as the second number in her age to kick start her determination.

Starting on that very day, she wrote what would become Shadow’s Edge in a little over four months and submitted it to several literary agents. Nothing happened. Thinking that was the end of that but by no means willing to give up on her dreams of being published, she began work on a second manuscript.

Then, during a trip to Italy in honor of their 10th wedding anniversary and the honeymoon she and her husband never took, she received an email that would change her life. It was from an agent, Marlene Stringer of Stringer Literary, and it contained the three words every aspiring author longs to hear: “I loved it.”

Marlene sold the manuscript to Montlake Romance who published it six months later. Hitting the #1 Amazon bestseller lists within weeks of publication, Shadow’s Edge was book one of the Night Prowler novels. Book two, Edge of Oblivion, was published in October 2012 and will be followed by Rapture’s Edge in June 2013, and Edge of Darkness in fall 2013. There are six books total planned for the series.

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Monday, March 24, 2014

Author Interview with Sidney Stone, author of The Final Demon War

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Today on the blog we have author Sidney Stone, author of Jennifer Ainsley: The Final Demon War today’s book blast. We would like to thank Sidney for stopping by today and sharing with us.




Did you always wanted to be a writer? If not what did you want to be?

I have always loved to write. As a child I was on the school newspaper and even had my own column in 7th grade (which ended when I included the quote “Love does not make the world go around, it makes it go up and down. I guess the school administrators did not share my sense of humor). In my 20’s I wrote 4 screenplays since in S. California they issue Final Draft software to any writer at birth. I pursued actual money making endeavors though and got away from writing although I still wrote down story ideas. In 2012 one of those story ideas just wouldn’t go away and given that quitting your job suddenly adds more time to your life, I pursued that idea and fleshed it out to a novel.

When did you first consider yourself a “writer”?

When Jennifer Ainsley: The Final Demon War arrived as a published book. Oh, and when I received my first royalty deposit J

How long did it take to get your first book published?

The first draft of Jennifer Ainsley took me 8 months to write. It was absolutely terrible and no one will ever read that. The second draft took another two months and with that version I had graduated to merely sucky. Draft #2 I allowed three friends, who I call my Gorgeous and Intelligent Readers, to review and give me honest critical feedback. Another draft later, I gave it to a friend who is a professional writing for editing. Once the manuscript had reached the level of mediocre, I used the professional editing services of Createspace Publishing who gave me wonderful feedback and two more drafts later, I actually had a professionally edited book that I think, and initial reviews reflect, an outstanding and entertaining tale.

So from beginning to end, 22 months. This is not a book that took 30 days to write and it was been edited and vetted by numerous people before I decided to share it with the world (Or at least the few hundred people who have bought it so far).

Do you do another job except for writing and can you tell us more about it?

I am the Housing Manager for the town of Morgan Hill in California. This is a small but growing City in the southern part of Silicon Valley and I help create and manage our affordable housing programs. Much needed in one of the most expensive places in the country (as an aside, to buy a moderate income restricted house in our city you can make as much as $126,000 for a family of four).

What is the name of your latest book, and if you had to summarize it in less than 20 words what would you say?

Jennifer Ainsley: The Final Demon War is my first book. The sequel will be titled: Jennifer Ainsley: The End and the Beginning. In 20 words or less the book can be described as follows:

Cool heroine. Complicated story. Romance, suspense, earned emotion, a great sex scene with thrilling action make this a winner.

Who is your publisher? Or do you self-publish?

I self published through Amazon’s Createspace Publishing but added additional services such as formatting and editing. I also hired an Orange County based firm Pencilbox Studios to design my striking cover.

How long does it usually take you to write a book, from the original idea to finishing writing it?

The first book took me almost two years while the follow up book needs to take just one year to hit my self0imposed deadlines.

What can we expect from you in the future? ie More books of the same genre? Books of a different genre?

I will be completing Jennifer Ainsley’s story through at least 2-3 books, then will mine the stories I have kept to myself all these years. I will not be stopping writing again anytime soon J

What genre would you place your books into?

Urban fantasy, paranormal, horror-suspense, New Adult since my heroine is in her early 20’s

What made you decide to write that genre of book?

My favorite authors growing up were Stephen King and Dean Koontz so my first novel was heavily influenced by those two along with Clive Barker’s The Damnation Game. Jennifer’s story just grabbed me and now it has a hold on me and I must see it through to the end.

Do you have a favorite character from your books? And why are they your favorite?

Jonathon Tait, the 170 year old Billionaire who adopted Jennifer is the tragic character who is the true protagonist of this first book. He has loved deeply and hurt by rejection, decided to work with the demons to insure our destruction. But the love of his newborn twins has brought Jonathon’s humanity back and he helps guide Jennifer to her destiny. It reminds me of when my son was born and I became a far greater person than I was before.

Do you have a certain routine you have for writing? ie You listen to music, sit in a certain chair?

I love to write in the night with music in the background. I tend to get up a lot too and choreograph the action scenes so that what I write is believable. As much as a story about a young woman wielding the Sword of Jesus against demons planning our destruction can be believable ;)

Do you read all the reviews of your book/books?

Yes, both good and bad. My Kirkus review was a disappointment because it was clear that based on the criticism that the reviewer did not read the book completely. This is a common complaint of indie writers and why now I do not recommend paying for a Kirkus review to other writers.

Do you choose a title first, or write the book then choose the title?

I outline all my stories in advance, did this when writing screenplays too, so I know the title when I start writing.

How do you come up with characters names and place names in your books?

Again, I outline my book from beginning to end so these character and place names are usually set early. I think of their character traits and try and come up with names that fit them. My current book takes place in “real” locations so very little needs to be created in that sense.

Are character names and place names decided after their creation? Or do you pick a character/place name and then invent them?

The character is usually created first and then the name. For instance, Jennifer Ainsley’s name came first as an homage to a character inspiration – Jennifer Garner’s Alias character Sidney Bristow; while her last name came from a cool acquaintance whose first name is Ainsley. The name just fit.

Do you decide on character traits (ie shy, quiet, tomboy girl) before writing the whole book or as you go along?

Although I outline the story ahead of time, I let the story develop organically from there and the characters develop over time. Jonathon Tait, Jennifer’s lover Andrew, government operative Mike Davis all became deeper and richer characters during the writing process.

Are there any hidden messages or morals contained in your books? (Morals as in like Aesops Fables type of "The moral of this story is..")

The theme of my book is love and loss and the redemptive power of love. I really did try and make it as emotionally compelling as the Stephen King & Dean Koontz books I grew up on.

Which format of book do you prefer, eBook, hardback, or paperback?

I like the tangible aspect of a decent sized trade paperback. I have not warmed to ebooks although I have many friends who love them.

What is your favorite book and Why? Have you read it more than once?

I love the Tolkien Lord of the Rings trilogy and visit is again on an occasional basis.

Do you think books transfer to movies well? Which is you favorite/worst book to movie transfer?

The slighter the story, the better the book adaptation. The Godfather & Silence of the Lambs are my two favorites for books to movies. As a huge Tolkien fan, I have mixed feelings about Peter Jackson’s trilogy. So ambitious, and so epic in scale; yet I think so much was missed from what made the Tolkien books great.

Your favorite food is?

Red wine Smile

Actually, I love food so no one favorite. I Yelp my restaurant reviews and the foods I eat are all over the map. My death row meal though would probably be BBQ: Santa Maria Tri-tip and Memphis ribs. With a zinfandel blend from Ridge Vineyards.

Your favorite singer/group is?

Prince and The Replacements Also big on alternative singer – songwriter types like Josh Ritter, Aimee Mann, Old 97’s, Lenka, Brandi Carlisle, Okkervil River and old school soul like Al Green, Otis Redding, The Temptations, Aretha Franklin, Smoky Robinson

Your favorite color is?

Purple…I love purple!

Your favorite Author is?

Tolkien, Stephen King and early Dean Koontz. I have tried in my first book to have that perfect blend of suspense, humor and emotion that Koontz perfected so well in books like Watchers, Strangers and Lightening.

In non-fiction, I love the Taylor Branch series on the history of the Civil Rights movement and Laura Hildenbrand’s epic tales.

Remember to check out today’s book blast for The Last Demon war to find out more about Sidney and his world.

Character Interview with Ealasaid from By The Fates, Fought by Patricia D Eddy

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Today on the blog we have Ealasaid from By The Fates, Fought by Patricia D Eddy. We would like to thank Ealasaid for stopping by today and sharing with us a little about her world.





Character Name: Ealasaid Guinne Brùn

Character Bio: Ealasaid is twenty-seven year old witch mated to Raven Brùn. She has an unusual emerald aura and is believed to be the witch prophesized to either save the world from war or return it to that state. She was imprisoned for ten years by a band of devils known as the clan of Kendrick. Raven, her mate, freed her and helped her heal from their torture and now they are fighting against the clan who still hunts her.


Describe yourself what is your worst and best quality?

I am learning about myself every day. After the ten years I spent with no name, no voice, and no thoughts of my own, I lost who I was. The woman I was to become died in that prison. I believe that my best quality is my courage. I have had to relearn how to live and Raven tells me all the time that he never expected me to be able to love, to laugh. But this is also my worst quality. I still fear almost everything. I just do not let that stop me.

What is the one thing you wish other people knew about you?

That I was loved for sixteen years. Most see me with pity. I bear scars. I always will. But even though my mother was beaten and forced to cook and clean for the devil who held us, he could not touch me. My mother gave me more love than I could have asked for.

What is your biggest secret something no one knows about?

I have few secrets. When one has only been free and truly alive for six months, one has few secrets to keep.

What are you most afraid of?

Losing my mate to the devils. I am afraid of so much. But this most of all. He is my protector, but he is also the man who gave me the strength to remember who I am. I had no name when he freed me. It had been spelled from my head. It was only through his care and guarantee of safety, that I healed enough to remember it-and recover my magic.

What do you want more than anything?

To be simply Ealasaid Brùn. Not the Jewel in the prophecy. Not hunted. I wish to live my life free with my mate and our family.

What is your relationship status?

I am mated. It is akin to a handfasting, but more powerful. The Fates bless each of us with one true mate. When we find this person and say the sacred words of binding, we are joined in this world and the next. Even death cannot part us.

How would you describe your sense of fashion?

I wear long dresses. My body is heavily scarred from what I went through as a young woman, so I prefer long sleeves and scarves.

How much of a rebel are you?

I would say none at all. Others would say I am one completely. I should have died many times, but something kept me fighting. I believe now that the Fates tried to tell me they had a plan for me. I also hate being told what to do. Now that I am free, I want to be truly free-always. Raven sometimes is frustrated with me for not keeping myself as safe as he would like.

What do you considered to be your greatest achievement?

Love. Healing enough to love and be loved.

What is your idea of happiness?

Raven. Sunlight. Warmth.

What is your current state of mind?

I have bad days, but I am hopeful. I am free, safe, and loved-three things I never though possible.

What is your most treasured possession?

My magic.

What is your most marked characteristic?

Physical? The ring of scar tissue around my neck from the shackle used to control me. Though Raven would tell you it is the blue of my eyes.

What is it that you, most dislike?

Being cold. I was cold for ten years. Now that I am free, I try to avoid it whenever possible.

Which living person do you, most despise?

Lobhdain, the leader of the clan of Kendrick who ordered my imprisonment and kidnapped Raven’s human sister, Ami.

What is your greatest regret?

Not protecting Ami better.

What is the quality you most like in a man?


What is the quality you most like in a woman?


Who is your favorite hero in fiction?

You would not know them, for the books I read are not of your world, but I respect the huntress Ainsley. She was on her own from a young age and survived for twenty years in the wilderness of the north before choosing to give up that solitary life.

Which living person do you most admire?

Ami. She is such a strong woman and though her kidnapping was traumatic, she overcame her ordeal and is now happily mated.

If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?

My birthright. The Fates have a plan for me and I will not fail them, but I wish I could be just Ealasaid Brùn and live my life away from the devil threat that hunts us.

What is your motto?

I never thought of such a question. But if I had to choose one, it would be “I am loved and I love.”

Once again thank you for the interview.

Thank you, Jeanine. I have but one request. If you are questioned by any of the devil clan, kindly do not reveal my location. My thanks.

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