Monday, May 26, 2014
Thursday, May 22, 2014
Series Blast, Interview & Giveaway: Daughters of Eden by @JMSchroder1
Thunderstorm
Daughters of Eden #1
AUTHOR NAME: JM Schroder
BOOK GENRE: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
PUBLISHER: Eden Press
PUBLICATION DATE: December 18, 2012
PRINT LENGTH: 305 pages
What you thought you knew about the BIBLE is about to CHANGE.
What if you found out you were the granddaughter of the first woman. No, not Eve, but Lilith? After 150 years Dika Edens, the oldest of 4 girls each destined to live forever finds out that very thing. She is not sure if it is a curse or a gift from the Gods. All she knows is the man that has informed her of this has way too much guilt on his shoulders regarding her and her past. Chrome is her Guardian, but that does not mean he can protect her from everything. He should be the first one to know that - since he is the one telling her that she must save the world.
My name is Dika, I am an American born Hungarian, Polish, Spanish Gypsy with a little bit of something special, born right here in the green state of Oregon, home of the Beavers. History would be changed in a matter of a few words spoken from the man that has been haunting my dreams.
My sisters and I need to save the world, and if we don't, the Universe will cease to exist as we know it.
My name is Chrome Jai, Dragon Guardian to Dika Edens, created to protect her from the evils of the first human woman mother of mankind. I will protect her as she fights to save the humans, but her first assignment will be to make it through the first 48 hours and find her Aunt and her Grandmother.
We will go together to hell and back just to fix the mess of the Gods and mankind.
I know exactly what I would do to him. I am so happy that he cannot read my mind. I know he can sense the arousal; I can see it in his eyes when he looks at me. But he does not know my thoughts, because right now, they’re edging on the triple-x side, if not way beyond.
I turned toward the back of the cave, hoping that if I stared at the cave wall, I could actually fall asleep. I keep daydreaming of walking up to Chrome, running my hands down his arms, as he shivers from my touch. I step in closer to him; place my hands on his chest slowly, feeling my way up until my hands are back behind his head and I pull his mouth down to mine. I knew he would taste of raspberries, his lips are so soft. I feel his mouth open to mine, the taste and feel of his tongue send shivers down to my clit, I feel it pulse and tingle as if I was about to reach orgasm. His tongue twirls around mine, in a battle of their own he slowly sucks my tongue further into his mouth; with a groan, I press the entire length of my body into him, and I feel his warmth. His arms move in around me, pulling me even closer. I felt his erection push up against me. It is so impossibly hard, and oh, my God, it is just like everything else on his body…. it was huge. I felt every bit of moisture in my body converge and pool in my panties. I had never kissed a man and had this feeling. I feel like it is better than any sex I have ever had with a human. I looked up into his eyes. Those eyes… those eyes, were his eyes. He sighed.
I jumped back; this was no daydream I had just molested Chrome. Oh, shit!
“Chrome,” I squeaked.
“Dika,” he said, “I am sorry; did I hurt you? I am sorry.”
He started to back away further.
“No, Chrome,” I said startled, “you did nothing wrong. I am the one who should be sorry. I did not mean to do that.”
I stood there staring at him. I swear I was just daydreaming. How could it have gone from a daydreaming to actually doing what I was doing…. molesting this man?
Daughters of Eden – In the Beginning
Daughters of Eden #2
AUTHOR NAME: JM Schroder
BOOK GENRE: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
PUBLISHER: Eden Press
PUBLICATION DATE: December 13, 2013
PRINT LENGTH: 110 pages
In the beginning God created the heavens and earth. Then God created man and woman, man was not satisfied with his first mate, so Eve was created.
Then jealousy reared her evil head and the first sin.
In the beginning God created man and woman, and man was not happy so he created Eve.
Man and woman sinned and God sent them out of the Garden.
But what you thought of the bible is about to change, there is more to the story.
Lilith and her Archangel will begin a path to redeem mankind and save the universe
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00HARH5X6
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/254810
“My Angel Michael, why do you talk to me so often? Why do you seek me out? Don’t you have duties to your God to fulfill?” she asked very boldly.
“My duty is to watch over you and all of God’s creatures,” I answered.
“Then why is it that I always feel you near me, it is like you never leave me?” she asked with a smile on her beautiful lips.
“It’s because I find you the most interesting and intriguing, my lovely Lilith. But right now I do have to leave you and report to our God on your thoughts.”
“When we speak again, I shall have more questions, there is so much I would love to know and learn.” She continued down the path.
I watched her for a few more moments as she walked away loving the way her hips swayed gracefully side to side so alluring and beautiful. “I know you are still there Michael, go do your duty,” she said with a laugh. I jumped at her declaration, knowing she could not see me and then hearing her melodic laugh.
I left with a smile and a warm heart. I know as I went to approach Yahweh to tell him everything I had learned that he would already know of it, but I wasn’t sure he would know what Lilith thought in that beautiful and very intelligent head of hers.
I transported myself to the heavens, missing the presence of her loving smile. Entering the halls of Yahweh’s great Fortress in the heavens it always took my breath away. But it was now losing its appeal as I thought about Lilith’s beauty in comparison. I ushered myself into the throne room of Yahweh’s own personal dwelling area. Bowing deeply before the throne, “My Lord, may it please you can I have a moment of your time?”
“Yes, Angel, what is it that you have to tell me?” he answered, his voice echoing off the walls of his intricately designed walls. The etching in the walls lay out the designs of the Universe and the worlds beyond a guide to creation and the layouts of the other Gods’ creatures.
Coming to sit before Yahweh, I thought carefully about how I would express my feelings without putting them in the forefront so that I did not seem too excited at the fact that Lilith and Adam would not be as Yahweh had wanted them.
“What is it that has you so twisted into rings of turmoil as to make it so you are not comfortable in speaking with me?” Yahweh questioned me lovingly and it reassured me that what I had to say would not make my Lord unhappy.
Jennie Schroder lives with her husband and three amazing and energetic children in the beautiful Pacific Northwest. She studies Court Reporting and is starting community college majoring in English lit and writing. Her love of writing took off in her junior high school years in Mrs. Eckert’s Creative Writing Class. Now she is sharing the stories in her head with everyone because there are way too many to keep to herself. If not writing, seeking out readers, interacting and thanking her amazing supporters, daydreaming about her next story or being a very exhausted mother to 2 young boys and a teenage daughter, Jennie loves most to be playing with her family – indoors and out and reading.
Website: http://www.daughtersofeden.blogspot.com
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/DaughtersOfEden ; https://www.facebook.com/JMSchroderAuthor
Twitter: https://twitter.com/JMSchroder1
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3886089.J_M_Schroder
Double Cover Blast: E-Day and Alexxxa by @DTDyllin
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D.T. was born and raised in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. (Black & Gold for life, baby!) She now lives in Nashville, Tennessee with her husband and two spoiled GSDs.
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Book Blast, Giveaway & Interview: State Of Infection by @Zom_Novel_Frey
Michael J. Frey
Genre: Science Fiction/ Horror
Publisher: Black Rose Writing
Date of Publication: March 6, 2014
ISBN: 9781612963211
ASIN: B00J4WWY3Q
Number of pages:266
Word Count: 84K
Cover Artist: Tommy Dalston
Book Description:
Just months before the Battle of Central Park and the onset of the Second Civil War, President Obama declares martial law in New York, New Jersey and Connecticut as Montoya’s encephalopathy spreads.
Despite the military’s best efforts, the government falls and Manhattan is reborn as a city-state under a military dictatorship. Survivors Mike Calaf, and Avalon Calendar struggle to survive, caught between the zombies and the new ruler of New York.
But long before the zombie infection, during the First Civil War, Doctor William Jackson (of the Confederate States of America) is trying to unravel the mystery behind this strange new sickness. He knows that if Complex P fails to work, there could be devastating consequences which might influence the future of mankind.
Book Trailer: http://youtu.be/iLc675U7A44
1- DOCTOR MIKE CALAF
It’s been nearly a year since the outbreak. Most people call it the ZA infection, though it’s not really an infection. The proper medical term is Montoya’s encephalopathy (named after Claude Montoya, the French researcher who spearheaded the early studies).
I was in my office seeing patients when it began. Back then I had a medical practice on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, about a block away from my one bedroom apartment. I could get from my office to my home before you could say Jack Robinson. It was convenient as heck (and in the end, probably saved my life).
In those days my biggest concern was keeping the practice growing. Medicine is, among many things, a business, and like most businesses, mine had overhead. Lots of overhead. In my case overhead meant two receptionists and two nurses. I also had the malpractice insurance to cover, which seemed to go up almost every year. Next came the office supplies (both secretarial and medical). Then throw in the computers, maintenance, and a small reserve for holiday parties. Private practice in New York City was a costly beast to say the least.
Fortunately, I did pretty well and was able to celebrate my black Friday earlier and earlier each year. I wish I could attribute my good fortune to my skills as a doctor, but as Avalon might say, that dog won’t hunt. There were plenty of good docs in New York City before the ZA infection, so I had to find a way to stand out. The real secret to my success was keeping the waiting down to a bare minimum. I prided myself on it. Everyone hates waiting for the doctor, I get that, I hate it too. And no group of people does hurried and rushed like Manhattanites. So if Mrs. Kessler had an appointment at noon, she was seen by noon, or sooner. That, and a pair of the friendliest secretaries known to mankind, is what kept my people coming back.
Of course, it didn’t always work out that way. All it took was one complicated condition to throw off the schedule. For example, during what I thought was a routine physical exam, I felt an enlarged liver in a fifteen-year-old boy. That’s how a visit booked for twenty minutes became forty-five minutes. After explaining the findings to a terrified patient and his mother, I then had to order liver function tests, screening tests for hepatitis and a CT scan of the abdomen. It takes time, but it has to get done. You do what you can while keeping the bottom line in mind. And, if Mrs. Kessler wants to tell you about her son’s academic success at Brandeis University, or Mr. Barkman wants to show you pics of his new Shetland Sheepdog? Well, you smile and look at the pics, or at least that’s what I did. Good word of mouth followed, and my practice grew; satisfying both my needs as a physician, and as a businessman.
I wish I could say my office was filled with marble and gold leaf, and that I had one of those big fancy wooden desks. It wasn’t like that. But it wasn’t one of those tired, worn out old offices with dirty carpets and framed posters of Matisse and Van Gogh everywhere you turned. It was pretty standard I guess.
On my desk, I had two photographs. One was a recent pic of Kimberly and me in the North Fork of Long Island (the wine country). The other was of my sister and my parents, which was taken at a wedding, or bar mitzvah, or something; everyone dressed up and smiling in the type of picture that seemed dated the second it went into the frame; the type of picture destined for a desktop. Overall, I’d say it was a nice setup. Then the ZA infection came and everything changed. And if a little zombie apocalypse wasn’t bad enough, the Southern Federation showed up next to conduct what they called the Second Civil War. Talk about bad karma.
Manhattan is now what one might call a city-state, a tiny little country onto itself. And who gets to be king of New York? A man named Castor Dean does. Castor Dean is the class president...of a pretty big class. Not that he was elected by his classmates (or anyone else for that matter). His authority was given to him by what remained of the military after the government collapsed. His official political title is the Gallum Major; which means king or ruler. Personally, I would have chosen “El Hefe” if I ruled New York, but they never offered me the position. This is not to say that Castor Dean is a bad leader, it’s just that the vox populi never meant much to him. Most survivors welcomed Castor and his absolute rule. After all, because of him, the city still has electricity and clean water. That fact alone makes Castor worth his weight in gold.
Castor changed things up when he came into power. For starters, he renamed the city. Manhattan, he felt, had been erased by the ZA infection. The survivors of the zombie apocalypse needed a fresh start, a new beginning. So Manhattan was reborn as Gallum City, and Roosevelt Island (a small island adjacent to Manhattan) became its capital. Because of Roosevelt's small size, Castor’s army was able to clear out the zaps in a matter of days. This zombie-free sanctuary (just a few minutes boat ride from Manhattan) was the ideal location for the new ruling class. Roosevelt Island was divided into three sections. The southern section became a military town named New Sparta (where most the soldiers were barracked). The middle of the island was for government leaders and their families. The northern section was given to the surviving civilian population, the natives, who lived on Roosevelt before the infection. They were allowed to stay, provided they agreed to relocation.
Did you always want to be a writer? If not what did you want to be?
I have always liked writing, but never expected to make a fulltime career of it. Writing is an intense hobby, but medicine is my day job. I enjoy writing and medicine equally well as they pull with equal weight at either side of my brain.
When did you first consider yourself a “writer”?
I first considered myself a writer, when I travelled through Europe one summer on a group teen-tour. I was so inspired by the French and British countryside that I bought a notebook and began writing; just describing the aesthetics of the whole thing at first. Then came some poetry (which I’m embarrassed to read even now). I made a friend on the trip who also liked writing and we read each other’s stuff and learned from it (as green as it all was).
How long did it take to get your first book published?
Really not long. I began methodically/obsessively sending the manuscript out for review and within a few months I got a few nibbles from small and mid-sized publishers. I thought I had made the right choice with a very small publishing house in New England, but the initial edits (made before I signed a contract, thank goodness) convinced me that I was at the wrong place. The right choice eventually came around.
Do you do another job except for writing and can you tell us more about it?
By day, I am a mild mannered physician in New York City. It’s very stressful and time-consuming, but it also pays a lot better than being an author (at my level). AND I also enjoy practicing medicine very much. Mostly, I am involved in women’s health and obstetrics (delivering babies). I have a fair and friendly group of colleagues and an amazing office staff.
What is the name of your latest book, and if you had to summarize it in less than 20 words what would you say?
State Of Infection is a zombie novel which takes place in the not-too-distant future and back in the Civil War.
Who is your publisher? Or do you self-publish?
Black Rose Writing
How long does it usually take you to write a book, from the original idea to finishing writing it?
This is the only book I’ve written. I took just over 1 year.
What can we expect from you in the future? ie More books of the same genre? Books of a different genre?
I really enjoyed writing State Of Infection. It is just a nice change of pace to commit to a story for the long term. Currently I am working on a short story, while in the middle of the PR campaign for State Of Infection. Long term, I imagine writing another novel. I am not sure if it will be a continuation of this story or something altogether different. Genre-wise, I do think I favor the horror/science fiction motif and would probably guess that would be the subject of the next book.
What genre would you place your books into?
Zombie horror
What made you decide to write that genre of book?
I am a fan of dark books in general and am an admitted Stephen King junkie, not to mention a binge watcher of my favorite TV shows (American Horror Story, Under The Dome, Revolution, The Walking Dead).
Do you have a favorite character from your books? And why are they your favorite?
I like Kung Fu Marty a lot. Marty is a secondary (or perhaps tertiary) character and one of the least 3-dimensional in my book. But, he is still awesome. Loyal but a little insane. Marty enters the story towards the end, yet he remains memorable. I had a childhood friend a little like Marty, a wannabe ninja. In a world gone zombie, Kung Fu Marty is a good friend to have.
Do you have a certain routine you have for writing? ie You listen to music, sit in a certain chair?
I write best in one of two places: the basement of my home or my office (with the door closed). In both, I have a comfy big chair, a desk and a desktop computer. It might be a testament to my early 40’s but I much prefer a desktop to a laptop. I need total silence to write creatively. Some people like music in the background and I can’t imagine how they do it. Occasionally I will bring a cup of coffee, or a glass of Scotch down with me the write.
Do you read all the reviews of your book/books?
I do. More than once in most cases.
Do you choose a title first, or write the book then choose the title?
For this, my first novel, I got through about half the book before I came up with a name. The original name was ZA NYC. But my publisher, and eventually myself, thought that ZA NYC was not a very marketable name. So we came up with State Of Infection, towards the end of the process. Honestly, naming the book was one of the hardest parts.
How do you come up with characters names and place names in your books?
The places were pretty easy. Most of them were in NYC (where I lived for over 10 years). Manhattan, Roosevelt Island, Liberty Island to name a few. The people were harder. Mike Calaf, the protagonist, was not named after me, but after Prince Calaf from the opera Turandot. I came up with the name Avalon, after doing an internet search for ‘most popular stripper names’. This was back when Avalon was going to be either a stripper or a prostitute. But she became a TV reporter in the end so I tried to tack on a catchy last name, like Calendar.
Are there any hidden themes or symbols contained in your books?
The two symbols that recur in State Of Infection are the dagger and the spider web. I can’t go further into it without spoiling some of the plot. There are also many references to the circus. But in my book, it’s more like a circus of madness. Especially towards the end with the Golden Legion, there are many three-ringed allusions. Thematically, one of the easy ones which basically hits you over the head from the onset is Avalon’s favorite expression, ‘Life is suffering.’ There is also something in there about the fact that there will always be people seeking power over all else.
Which format of book do you prefer, eBook, hardback, or paperback?
I prefer ebook format. Love the ebook.
What is your favorite book and Why? Have you read it more than once?
I have many almost-favorite books, but if pressed for a single best book, I would choose without hesitation, The Great Gatsby.
Do you think books transfer to movies well? Which is you favorite/worst book to movie transfer?
Some do, some don’t. I think the worst transfer was World War Z. Essentially there was nothing at all similar between the book (which was a collection of interviews with survivors of the Zombie War) and the movie, which was a story about Gerry trying to save his family and the world.
I think the Star Wars trilogy transferred pretty well into movies.
Your favorite food is?
Spaghetti with A1 Steak Sauce
Your favorite singer/group is?
Led Zeppelin
Your favorite color is?
Green
Your favorite Author is?
Stephen King
Michael Frey is a physician and assistant professor in New York City. He lives in Westchester, New York with his wife Jessica, two children and two dogs.
www.facebook.com/stateofinfection
Book Blast: ONCE IS NEVER ENOUGH by @DelilahDevlin
ONCE IS NEVER ENOUGH
Delta Heat, Book 5
Samhain Publishing
eISBN: 978-1-61921-887-1
Format: Ebook
Genre: Contemporary, Kink/BDSM, Red Hots!!!, Ménage & More, Men In Uniform
On Sale: May 20, 2014
It’s time for this Dom to learn he may not always know what’s best.
When his four Memphis PD friends needed to let off steam, Mondo helped them all navigate the BDSM world—his world—and find the women of their dreams. Now the vice cop and La Forge Master/Dom is the last single man standing. And he’s feeling a little like the odd man out.
He’s been waiting a long time for the right woman, one strong enough to match his dark passions. A timid grade school teacher definitely doesn’t make the short list.
Sunny Boudreau was content with her rather prosaic life until a trio of lovers moves in next door. But as she gets to know them and all their friends, she’s drawn to the edge of their ménage/BDSM play. She’s tempted to take the plunge—except Mondo warns her off.
Her first taste of the club only whets her appetite and ignites her desire to prove she’s exactly the woman Mondo’s been hungering for.
Warning: BDSM play at your favorite kinky club, group play at home, some fun BDSM, girl-on-girl kissing, an orgy…the usual for our boys in blue.
B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1119506544?ean=9781619218871
Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/once-is-never-enough-3
Samhain Publishing: http://store.samhainpublishing.com/once-never-enough-p-73426.html
Mondo didn’t know until that moment exactly how much he wanted her. Her sweet words, her moist green eyes, drew him closer. He stepped forward, reaching for her, knowing this wasn’t the right way to proceed if what he intended was simply training, but unable to resist the urge to give her reassurance and himself the pleasure of her skin beneath his fingers.
Her mouth opened, the plump bottom lip trembling on her indrawn gasp as her nipples touched his chest. Even through the cotton garment he wore, he felt the prick of the engorged points, and his groin tightened.
Her courage was beautiful, her desire mirrored in her green eyes. She’d endured exposure, his public caresses, and yet she was all but begging for more.
With one arm encircling her back, he pressed her closer, letting her feel his cock as it hardened. He cupped her cheek, swept a thumb across her bottom lip and bent his head until his forehead touched hers.
So close their breaths mingled, he sighed. “I must tell you. I want to be more than your teacher.”
Her eyes widened. “Pansy said that a Dom’s instructions can be entirely free of intercourse. That the encounters are often more about exerting control and giving up power to another than about sex.”
“Yes, I usually train from a distance. If I was to be simply your teacher, my touches would be confined to impersonal ones—those giving punishment or for gauging your body’s reactions. Yes, you are vulnerable, and there can be orgasms, but I usually choose not to engage in sex with my subs. My pleasure is confined to watching them grow and flying free of their inhibitions.”
“She said you like to inflict pain,” she whispered. “I’ll admit now, I don’t fully understand how that is a good thing. How you can be driven by a need to inflict pain and your sub be grateful for the abuse.”
Tenderly, he framed her face. “It’s not abuse. I never give more punishment than a sub can take, but it takes concentration, and the ability to read the signs so I know how far I can push. You’ve never experienced this before, but there is pleasure in pain. A release of endorphins that will steal your inhibitions.”
“That’s what you would like to show me?”
“Yes.”
“But you won’t be doing it from a distance.”
“No, I would like to make this intimate. Our journey. And I would like to make love to you.”
She closed her eyes. “I almost wish you wouldn’t talk. That you’d just take.”
“If that is how you would like to play, I can oblige.”
The silkiness of his tone was so seductive, she shivered. “Would you think I’m foolish if I say I don’t want you to be easy with me?”
“I’d say you don’t know your limits. Not yet. But if you will give me your trust and do everything I say, I’ll give you the greatest pleasure of your life.”
Until recently, award-winning romance author Delilah Devlin lived in South Texas at the intersection of two dry creeks, surrounded by sexy cowboys in Wranglers. These days, she’s missing the wide-open skies and starry nights but loving her dark forest in Central Arkansas, with its eccentric characters and isolation—the better to feed her hungry muse!
For Delilah, the greatest sin is driving between the lines, because it’s comfortable and safe. Her personal journey has taken her through one war and many countries, cultures, jobs, and relationships to bring her to the place where she is now—writing sexy adventures that hold more than a kernel of autobiography and often share a common thread of self-discovery and transformation.
Delilah Devlin is a prolific and award-winning author of erotica and erotic romance with a rapidly expanding reputation for writing deliciously edgy stories with complex characters. Whether creating dark, erotically-charged paranormal worlds or richly descriptive historical stories that ring with authenticity, Delilah Devlin “pens in uncharted territory that will leave the readers breathless and hungering for more…” (Paranormal Reviews) Ms. Devlin has published over 100 erotic stories in multiple genres and lengths.
She is published by Atria/Strebor, Avon, Berkley, Black Lace, Cleis Press, Ellora’s Cave, Harlequin Spice, Kensington, Running Press, and Samhain Publishing.
Website: http://www.delilahdevlin.com
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/DelilahDevlinFanPage
Twitter: https://twitter.com/DelilahDevlin
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/38530.Delilah_Devlin
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Book Blast & Giveaway:THE TRANSITION OF JOHNNY SWIFT by @KerryJDonovan
THE TRANSITION OF JOHNNY SWIFT
AUTHOR NAME: Kerry J Donovan
THE TRANSITION OF JOHNNY SWIFT is the story of one young man's fight to save his family from a threat nobody else can see or understand.
Frank Brazier—the book's lead character and narrator—is a successful racing driver a single step away from the big time. After a night celebrating a win, he takes the train to London with his sister, Paula. The train derails and sends Frank into a hellish world of pain and confusion.
Three days later, Frank wakes in hospital with horrific injuries. Blind in one eye, suffering intense migraines, he can barely move. Worse still, he hears impossible voices that cannot exist.
In the next room, Paula is on life support. The doctors say she’s dead. They want to pull the plug on her machines, but Frank knows better—one of the voices he hears is Paula.
The book follows Frank's slow recovery from his physical injuries and his battle to save both Paula and the rest of his family. The doctors dismiss his clams as the wild ramblings of a man with brain damage. Neither his father nor girlfriend believes him either.
Only his imagined, elusive friend, Shadow-man believes. But is Shadow-man real? And if so, is he there to help or harm?
BUY LINKS: This novel is only available as a pre-order through my publisher Britain’s Next Bestseller:
https://britainsnextbestseller.co.uk/index.php/book/index/TheTransitionofJohnnySwift
Britain’s Next Bestseller is a crowd-funded publisher. To earn a publishing deal, I need to sell 250 pre-orders of the Transition of Johnny Swift at £8.99 per copy, by 22nd June 2014.
To sweeten the pot, I will send an e-version (Kindle or PDF) of my crime thriller novel, THE DCI JONES CASEBOOK: ELLIS FLYNN, to anyone placing a pre-order for THE TRANSITION OF JOHNNY SWIFT.
Kerry J Donovan was born in Dublin, long before the time of mobile phones and twenty-four-hour television. He spent most of his life in the UK, and now lives in Brittany with his darling wife of thirty-seven years. He has three children and three grandchildren, all of whom live in England. An absentee granddad, Kerry has grown to love video calling.
Kerry earned a First Class honours degree in Human Biology, and has a PhD in Sport and Exercise Sciences. A former scientific advisor to The Office of the Deputy Prime Minister, Kerry helped UK emergency first-responders prepare for chemical attacks in the wake of 9/11. This background adds a scientific edge to all his writing.
He currently earns a living as a furniture designer/maker and writer. He is a regular contributor to UK-based hobby magazines, and writes the occasional short story for online magazines, including Gore!, which he also guest edits.
Kerry published a novelette, The DCI Jones Casebook: Raymond Francis Collins, in May 2013, and the second Casebook installment, Ellis Flynn, in November 2013. Both are available in e-versions, and you can buy Ellis Flynn in paperback.
AUTHOR CONTACT LINK:
Website: http://kerryjdonovan.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/KerryJDonovan
Twitter: https://twitter.com/KerryJDonovan
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/kerryjdonovan
Monday, May 19, 2014
Book Blast, Giveaway & Interview: Breaking the Bond by Patricia Proctor
The Witches of Spring Hill
Book 2
Patricia Proctor
Genre: YA Paranormal Fiction
Date of Publication: June 2013
ISBN: 1490577068
ASIN: B00DPP00DE
Number of pages: 291
Word Count: 90,655
Book Description:
Follow the lives of two sets of fraternal triplets, Rowan, Chloe, and Kaiden Alexander and Xavier, Cian, and Brianna Silvan as they spend the summer immersed in witchcraft in the second book of the Witches of Spring Hill series.
Now that the Alexanders and Silvans have seen what they are capable of together, they believe that they are prepared for anything. But when a sexy stranger shows up at a party, Rowan is the first to suspect that there is more to this girl than meets the eye. With her newfound abilities, Rowan hopes to uncover the mystery of the new girl, while protecting Chloe and Cian from whatever… or whoever is breaking their bond. And although Kaiden can tell there’s something going on with his sisters, he’s having a hard time focusing on anything but Brianna Silvan.
Determined to unlock the secrets of their past, Brianna and Cian Silvan open the books that were left to them. In doing so, they raise more questions than answers and open themselves up to more than just their history. In searching for the missing third book, they encounter someone who has a vested interest in them and their books. Liam Alexander remains focused on protecting his family, but between dealing with two break-ins and coping with Rowan’s new abilities, he is forced to put his trust in Xavier… until one of them breaks their agreement.
The Silvans and the Alexanders must join together again, this time to stop the forces that threaten to separate them for good. But they won’t have to do it alone… they’ll get help from someone whose arrival in town will change all of their lives forever. Bonds will be broken, new relationships will begin, and new abilities will manifest, making this a summer no one will ever forget.
Rowan comes back to the present and quickly pulls her hand away, eyeing the new girl, who smiles wickedly at her. She looks at her friends to see if they noticed anything, but they are absorbed in a conversation and unaware of Rowan and Amber’s interaction. Thankfully, whatever just happened between them was obviously not big enough to garner attention. Rowan wonders if Amber even knows what happened or if she just thinks she won the social competition between them, which is a total laugh, Rowan thinks to herself.
Rowan glares at the new girl, looks her up and down one more time and walks away. She searches the crowd for Chloe and Cian and finds them standing close together, whispering to one another. She makes her way over to them and is not at all surprised when they don’t even notice her. She clears her throat and they separate just enough to let her into their space.
“Hey, Rowan,” Chloe says, smiling when she sees her sister. The smile quickly fades when she sees the look on her sister’s face.
“I need to ask you guys about what happens when you have a vision, because I think another one of my abilities just manifested.”
Cian and Chloe pull Rowan away from the crowd and over to the dark side of the house. “What happened, Rowan? Did you just have a vision?” Chloe asks.
“I was just talking to the new girl – have you been lucky enough to meet that one?” Rowan asks, rolling her eyes. When both Cian and Chloe shake their heads, Rowan continues, describing what happened. “As soon as I touched her hand, I went into the vision. And it just so happened to be a vision of the night we killed Selene,” Rowan finishes in an angry whisper.
“Whoa, Rowan! Our visions don’t work that way. Our visions take us into the future, never into the past,” Cian says, looking to Chloe who nods her head in agreement.
“Well, this is just great!” Rowan exclaims, exasperated. “I wonder what the hell this means.”
“What what means?” Xavier asks, stepping around the corner, startling Chloe, Cian, and Rowan.
“God! You scared the shit out of us, Xavier!” Rowan says, breathless. “Couldn’t you have at least warned us you were there? And stop lurking, already, and get over here.”
“And where would be the fun in that?” Xavier replies, stepping out from the dark corner. He can’t help but think about how much he loves how quick Rowan is to anger. He’d much rather see this temper and attitude on her than see the sad girl who felt left out when everyone else’s abilities were manifesting and hers weren’t. This Rowan is strong, confident, and sexy as hell.
“You won’t love my attitude when I start swinging, Jet,” Rowan replies, returning to the nickname she gave to him the day they met. When he first moved to town, he started calling her ‘Red’ because of her auburn hair. She immediately nixed it, but he didn’t seem to mind that she never dropped her nickname of ‘Jet’ for him, referring to his black hair and black eyes.
“Rowan? You just responded to my thought… when did that ability manifest?” Xavier asks, clearly surprised and wary about how much she “heard.”
“Strong, confident, and sexy as hell,” Rowan whispers in his ear, nipping at his earlobe.
“Enough, you guys,” Cian interrupts, knowing that Rowan is only playing games with Xavier while Xavier’s feelings are genuine. “So… two new abilities manifested tonight? Is that right?” Cian asks Rowan.
Rowan nods her head and looks around at the confusion on everyone’s faces. “Maybe it’s just because we’ve all been spending so much time together?” she asks hopefully.
Chloe looks at her sister skeptically, “Why would two of your abilities manifest so suddenly?”
“Maybe it’s the new girl,” Rowan answers, only half joking.
“What new girl?” Xavier asks, realizing he missed more of the conversation than he thought.
“The tall, curvy blond… Amber. She said she’s new to Spring Hill,” Rowan says, looking around the corner at the party going on in the front yard. She immediately spots her friends, but doesn’t see the blond anywhere. “That’s weird. She’s been with my friends all night, but now I don’t see her anywhere.”
Cian, Chloe, and Xavier look out, scanning the crowd for an unfamiliar face. After a moment, they all agree that everyone at the party is someone they recognize.
“Just be careful, Rowan,” Chloe warns. “Something doesn’t feel right about this. I don’t know what it is, but we can’t deny that you slipped into the vision after shaking that girl’s hand. Maybe it’s a coincidence, but just be cautious around her until we know more about her.”
“Let’s go back and look around,” Cian suggests. “Maybe she’s in the house or in the side yard.” Although he agrees that something isn’t right about what happened, he feels adrenaline coursing through his veins. He can’t deny that he is excited about meeting the new girl.
Rowan looks over at Cian and realizes he doesn’t know that she just heard his thoughts and felt his excitement about meeting Amber. Rowan looks at Chloe, who is oblivious to it all and is making her way around to the front yard where the party is in full swing. Rowan shakes her head at Cian’s back and swears that if he hurts her sister, he will pay.
Hi Jeanine,
Thank you for featuring my book, Breaking the Bond on your blog! I’m excited to share with your readers a little about one of my favorite characters in the Witches of Spring Hill series, Chloe Alexander. She’s kind, honest, down-to-earth, and a powerful witch. In Breaking the Bond, Chloe experiences her first heartache, but she’s strong and nothing can bring her down. I hope this interview gives your readers more insight into her character.
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Character Name: Chloe Alexander
Describe yourself:
I’m 17 years old and I have long black hair and blue eyes. I’m average height and weight, though I’m the smallest in my family. I’m a fraternal triplet; I have a sister (Rowan) and a brother (Kaiden). I love to cook and spend time outdoors, especially working in my garden. AND, I’m a witch!
What is your best and worst quality?
My best quality is my heart. I love deeply and believe in love with every ounce of my being. My worst quality is that I trust others too easily. Although I’d much rather have an open heart, than be cynical.
What is the one thing you wish other people knew about you?
I wish I could tell everyone I’m a witch, especially my old friends. They don’t really understand why I don’t spend much time with them any more. It’s just so hard to keep such a major part of my life a secret, but I have no choice.
What is your biggest secret, something no one knows about?
Sometimes when I have visions of the future, I see things that I should warn people about, but I don’t. It’s not that I want to keep secrets, but I’ve learned that sometimes it’s better not to say anything at all.
What are you most afraid of?
I’m afraid of people in Spring Hill finding out that we’re witches.
What do you want more than anything?
To be able to practice my witchcraft so more of my abilities will manifest.
What is your relationship status?
I’m in a relationship with Cian Silvan. He’s definitely my soul mate.
How would you describe your sense of fashion?
My own! I don’t care about labels and often make my own clothes. I don’t want to dress like or look like everyone else. I prefer to have my own unique look and my own style. You’ll usually find me wearing long skirts and tank tops.
How much of a rebel are you?
I’m not really much of a rebel. My dad always knows when I’m lying so I don’t get away with anything.
What do you consider to be your greatest achievement?
My garden. It took a lot of work, but it is magnificent!
What is your idea of happiness?
To me, happiness is spending time with the people I love, including my family, especially when we’re out at the clearing casting spells.
What is your current state of mind?
I’m a little concerned about something I saw in a vision that I have to keep a secret for now.
What is your most treasured possession?
My grimoires.
What is your most marked characteristic?
Kindness – I’m nice to everyone and every living thing.
What is it that you, most dislike?
I can’t stand cruelty, in any form.
Which living person do you, most despise?
I don’t really despise anyone, but I definitely have a problem with a person who attempts to hurt my family or someone I love.
What is your greatest regret?
No regrets! Every mistake is an opportunity for growth.
What is the quality you most like in a man?
Integrity. I like a guy who is true to himself and true to his word.
If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?
I would be gutsier like my sister, Rowan. She’s incredibly adventurous and she’s fearless!
What is your motto?
Honesty is the best policy, always.
Patricia Proctor lives in Seattle, Washington with her husband and cats. She has a Master's degree in Library and Information Science and has had a love of books and reading her whole life.
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