Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Guest Blog, Spotlight, & #Giveaway ~ The Blue Effect:Renegade Heroes, 3 Part Serial by Rose Shababy

The Blue Effect by Rose Shababy is Now a 3 Part Serial!!

Please welcome Rose Shababy to the blog today as she talks about the main character of The Blue Effect Serial.

Blue ~ The Antihero

There are many story ideas that pop up in my head but never make it on paper. Sometimes I start writing, convinced I have the next great American novel, only to realize twenty thousand words in that I’ve just spewed out a great big steaming pile of trash.

Sometimes I wake from a dream in the middle of the night, my mind bursting with visions, and I hurriedly jot down pages of notes, convinced I’ve dreamt something brilliant that needs to be put in story form. Usually when I read said notes the next day, I find disjointed ramblings and nonsense words. Proving that you can’t really trust the natterings of a lunatic insomniac.

Once in a while, however, you get a story idea that niggles at your brain, burrowing deep in your consciousness like a tick on a dog. It won’t go away until you pluck it out of your head and put it down on paper.

The Blue Effect was one of those stories. It began with a not-so-amazing idea about a young man whom everyone thought was insane. Why? Because he believed he was a superhero. Like, truly, 100%, come-to-Jesus believed. Then he meets this girl and this boy, both who believe he’s crazy too, but come to admire his pluck.

The idea was vaguely related to a story I read as an adolescent called ‘Harry and Hortense at Hormone High’ by Paul Zindel. It’s about this crazy kid who believed he was Icarus from Greek legend (you know the one, his father builds these wings made of wax to escape the labyrinth and the Minotaur, but Icarus goes all giddy and flies too close to the sun, melting his wings and plunging to a watery sea death), builds himself some wings determined to correct the mistakes of the past, (and who saw it coming?) falls from the sky to his death.

I had a similar vision for The Blue Effect, except my crazy dude would turn out to not be so crazy. In the end, and after he dies, of course, everyone finds out he really was a superhero. It would be all tragic and ironic, and his friends would discover the better part of themselves as a result.

I sat down and started writing the story, convinced I had a masterpiece just waiting to pour out my fingertips, and spewed out about twenty thousand words. Twenty thousand words of crap.

I almost abandoned the project, convinced I’d created another dud. But something happened on those pages I’d written. I’d created a character named Blue, and given her a voice that would not be quieted.

She breathed and lived inside me, refusing to go away, and before long, I went back to the story and reevaluated.

Soon, Blue was screaming at me, and finally I started writing again. This time, I wrote about her. I let her express herself, her feelings, her fears, her story. She told me how alone she was, how utterly isolated she felt from the rest of the world. She cried and screamed and cursed, and every day I loved her a little more.

Before long, I realized she had to find somewhere she belonged, and I knew it was time to introduce her to the crazy kid from my original story idea. Only this time, he wasn’t so crazy. He wasn’t a kid anymore either, thus beginning an epic love that grew no matter how much I tried to push it in a different direction.

Soon, other characters began to emerge, and Blue’s world began to expand. She found a little bit of what was missing, and in writing her story, I found a little bit of myself.

You see, everything you might ever want to know about author Rose Shababy, you’ll find in the pages of Blue’s story. Because as it turns out, she is me. Exaggerated, sure, and I definitely don’t have any superpowers, but the essential personality is me.

Blue is hard and bitter, prone to obsessively maudlin musings at times, sometimes a little mean, and often lacks a filter.

But she’s also sensitive, quick-witted, funny, honest, unapologetic about who and what she is, fiercely devoted to her friends, oh… and often lacks a filter, with hilarious results.

I was head over heels for Blue by the time a close friend said, “Rose, you do realize Blue is totally you, right?” Stunned, I realized she was right, and even more stunned, I realized that writing The Blue Effect brought me closer to, well… me.

Through Blue, I was able to love myself a little more, forgive myself a little easier, grow. Blue is the epitome of an antihero to me; there is good and bad living inside her, and only she knows which direction she’ll go.

I hope you’ll join me for the ride; I promise it’ll be a fun one.

 The Blue Effect
Renegade Heroes 
Rose Shababy

Genre: Adult Urban Sci-fi/Fantasy

About The Blue Effect:

Blue Brennan is as intelligent as she is beautiful, but she knows when people look at her, all they see is a pretty face. With no family or friends, she also knows she’s alone in the world. She tells herself she’s fine with that, after all, the only person you can trust is yourself.

Then she meets Kasey, an unusual and oddly appealing man who sees right through all the barriers she’s erected. He reveals himself as much more than an ordinary man through a strange vision, and introduces her to his equally extraordinary friends.

Kasey insists that Blue is one of them, but she resists, too scared to let herself become part of something.

Going back to her lonely existence, she finds herself more alone than ever. When her emotions take over in one terrible moment, the powers she denied rage out of control, and she realizes the only person who can help her is Kasey.

But finding him means finding herself. Is Blue ready to face the truth about who, and what, she is?

Episode 1: Paper Dolls

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Episode 2: The Revelation:

Episode 3: The Last Dance:

Read an Excerpt:

“How do you do that?” I asked, finding my voice. I looked around the dance floor, at all the people frozen like 3D photographs. It didn’t make sense that I wasn’t scared by the situation at hand, but fear didn’t factor into my emotional state at all. I also wondered what it would be like to walk through the crowd and note all their bodily contortions and facial expressions, but I held back. At the moment I was more interested in hearing what this man had to say. “How did you make everything stop?”

“As to how I do what I do, I can only tell you that I do it. I know someone that can explain the how better than I. As to this,” he waggled a finger toward the still figures in the room, “this is all you. I can only help you … amplify what you had inside you to begin with.”

It was my turn to laugh, but it was humorless and harsh. “What are you talking about?”

“You have felt different all your life, no?”

“Sure. But doesn’t everybody?” I answered with an eye roll and looked around the room again. “Look at these morons. They’re all playing dress up, hiding their real selves from each other. But the truth is they’re desperate to find someone to love them. Hoping they’ll be important to someone, anyone, because they sure as hell don’t feel important to themselves. Hoping they’ll actually matter. Hoping that someone can take away the emptiness they feel every time they look in the mirror.”

He shook his head. “You are talking about yourself, not them. And they are not all like that. They are not the lifeless paper dolls you think they are, not even the ones trying so hard to stand out. And neither are you.”

His words confused me, and I felt myself growing angry. “Who are you?” I didn’t like the things he made me feel anymore, and I longed for the simplicity of the liquored-up daze I’d enjoyed earlier. I wanted to run away from him, but in the same moment I realized that nothing could have made me turn away from this strange man.

“My name is Kasimir Korsak. My friends call my Kasey. I would very much like to include you in that group.”

I shook my head. “If you know so much about me, you would know that I don’t have friends.” I put as much disdain into the last word as I could. I might want to find out more about the things that were happening, but that didn’t mean I trusted him. “Besides, what possible reason do I have to believe anything you say?”

His eyes were still steady on mine when he spoke. “You already trust me, Blue. You do not want to admit it because I am a stranger, but deep down you believe me because you hear truth in my words. You look around the room and see truth. You are different. Special.” He held out his hands, palms up in a gesture of openness. “You are like me, only you have not learned how to use your abilities yet.”

Abilities? I gaped at him. What the hell does that mean?

We stood in the strange, echoless silence, neither of us taking our eyes off the other. I wanted his words to be true. I wanted the differentness I’d always felt to be something special, wanted it with an urgency that pierced through the numbness. In the few moments I’d spent with this man I’d felt more emotions than I’d felt in years.

The realization finally brought forth fear, but it also brought excitement, and I wanted more. If his words were true, and he and I were alike, maybe that meant I actually belonged somewhere.

“I can show you if you let me.” He smiled again and as we stared at one another, thoughts that weren’t mine raced through my head.

Give me a chance to show you. There are others like us. You do not have to be alone anymore.

“Why should I?”

“What are your options?” He smiled. “Someone once said, ‘I may never be what I want to be, what I ought to be, but how will I know unless I try?’ That is all I am asking you to do, try.”

“Who said that?”

He grinned wider. “A superhero.”

I rolled my eyes. “You’re kidding, right? This isn’t a f*cking comic book.”

The Blue Effect is also available on Amazon as a complete 3 part collection:

The Blue Effect: The Complete Collection, Episodes 1-3 (Renegade Heroes)

About the Author:

Rose Shababy and her family reside in eastern Washington State. Rose grew up in the Northwest but swears she’s going to move to warmer climates someday. She’s claimed this for over 20 years, however, and has yet to move more than 75 miles away from her mother.
Rose has a deep love of all things Star Trek and yearns to travel the heavens, as well as an intense desire to be bitten by a radioactive spider.

Unfortunately she sucks at science and math so she hasn’t been able bring her dreams to life, instead living vicariously through books, comics, television and film. She hopes to someday make a million dollars so she can afford to buy her way to the international space station, but she’d settle for being able to fly around the world and leap tall buildings in a single bound.

Rose also loves to cook and worked for years in a gourmet Italian grocery and deli where she learned to hone her skills. She prepares culinary masterpieces for her family, but fervently wishes the dishes would wash themselves. Especially now that her dishwashers/children are nearly grown and only one still lives at home.

Rose likes to use her free time wisely. For instance, she likes to daydream, will often read for hours until she falls asleep on the couch with an electric blanket and a warm tabby cat curled up on her hip, as well as spending cozy weekend days watching Syfy movies like Sharknado and Mega Piranha with her husband.

If Rose were a cartoon animal, she’d prefer to be a wise old owl or a sleek and sexy jaguar, but in reality she’d probably be a myopic mole with coke-bottle glasses.

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Blog Tour Schedule: Stormdancer (Sequel to The Watcher) by Joshua Pantalleresco

The Storm is here...


Title: Stormdancer (Sequel to The Watcher)

Author Name:  Joshua Pantalleresco

Genre(s): Poetry, Sci-Fi, Dystopian

Tags: Poetry, Epic, Dystopian, Post-Apocalyptic, science-fiction, dragons

Length: Approx. 104 pages

E-book:  978-0-9947490-4-8
Paperback:  978-0-9947490-3-1

Release Date: October 1, 2015

Publisher:  Mirror World Publishing

Appropriate for all ages from Young Adult to Adult.


About Stormdancer:

Days after the events featured in The Watcher, the Watcher is taken hostage by a dragon, leaving Kristen, Will and Nicki alone in a strange new world. With no choice but to try and rescue their friend, Kristen and the others must travel through ancient cities, forgotten burial grounds, and eventually into the heart of the great storm.

Faced with the unknown, will they be able to traverse the storms that stand before them as well as ones within their own hearts?


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October 1 ~ Release Day:

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A Bookaholic's Fix: Feeding the Addiction ~ Exclusive Excerpt

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Black Words, White Pages - Spotlight

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October 6:

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On Writing and Riding ~ Spotlight

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Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Ideal Writing Spaces by Lori Power, Author of Hit 'N Run #Giveaway

Please welcome Lori Power to the blog today!!

Ideal Writing Spaces
This is a funny topic for me. Is there such a thing? Typically, I write where I can, when I can, snatching time as it presents itself. Sometimes it is the space between meetings when I have been driving most of the day and pondering one scene or another and need to get it down on paper or dictated into the phone for later.
Most of the time, I can be found being a “computer head” as my youngest boy likes to call me, behind my desk later in the evening when all of my duties are complete. This is my ‘me’ time to de-stress—decompress—from the days events.
If I had to choose, I would say, I have had two idyllic writing opportunities. One, unplanned, was during a conference on the island of Prince Edward Island. I didn’t plan to write. In fact, at that moment in my life, I had somehow come to think, nothing would ever come of my writing and had all but put it away as a fancy. But magic happens.
I didn’t know when I went there that there would be next to no cell coverage and time between meetings stretched. I remember walking down to the red clay beach, gazing across the small bay at the quaint cottages and feeling absolute peace. A sailboat floated by and I thought to myself, “I’d like to do that—learn how to sail.” The next time I went down to the beach, I took my laptop and so “Storms of Passion” was born. Though I set the book in Nova Scotia, as I was more familiar with the terrain once I returned home, the bones of that book was written during my week in P.E.I.
Earlier this year, my mom and I took a cruise leaving from San Diego. We had planned to stay in the gas light district, but couldn’t fine a room due to the Cardiac conference. Not familiar with the area, I remember being miffed at only being able to find accommodations on island of Coronado. Sometimes mistakes are the best thing to happen, ever. That island completely captivated me and sparked “Sea Breeze”. Once on board the ship, at night, I would go out on our balcony and write into the wee hours with only the light from my laptop keyboard and the insane amount of stars in the inky sky above. The sound of the ocean, the mist rising from the surface, the scent of the breeze was all an author could ever ask for.
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About the Book:

Determined to build a better life, and forget their past, a freak accident crashes Lorna Tymchuk and Mitch Morgan back into each other’s lives.

It’s more than a “Hit ’n Run” that needs to be taken care of at the police station. False identification, miscommunication and a past better left buried surface to plunge these recently reunited lovers into a deadly game of cat and mouse trying to figure out who the bad guys really are.

All threads pulled threaten the very fabric of their fragile relationship. Caught between desire suspicions, each must decide who to trust and how far to go to follow their instincts.

Read an Excerpt:

As Mitch’s hand reached out for her shoulder she shrunk from his touch, again a little girl who couldn’t stand sympathetic contact. She bathed him with a hard look. “How could you do this to me,” she spat. “After what we shared, how can you think I was involved? How dare you!”

A shuddered breath wracked her tense body and she refused to let the tightening of her throat release the threatened tears as she continued in a hoarse whisper. “I would have thought your investigation would have revealed where the money came from,” she said forming air quotes over the word investigation. Swallowing to contain her emotions further, Lorna stood in the hopes of putting an end to the conversation. “As for Tim Fong. He’s the CEO of Aqua Oil. My client. I am their marketing person. I handle PR and media relations. That’s what I do—what my company does. Investigate that! I don’t know and have never heard of the Fong Family. I am sure everyone has some shady characters in their background. As you unearthed, I obviously did.”

“Lorna …”

Feeling the weight of sadness envelope her like a blanket, Lorna waved her hand at him, palm outstretched in dismissal. “I’m tired Mitch.” She sighed forcing her feet to move and hold her weight without shaking as she backed away.

Looking down at the one and only man who ever made her feel special, wanted, desired, Lorna realized all of it – her feelings – the way she thought he felt for her – it was all a big lie. Just another lie. He used her to get to her client and she felt deflated, drained of all emotion. How could someone she had been so open, so intimate with assume that she was somehow involved in an illegal crime ring? Because you have a record of being involved in criminal activities.

“Lorna, please. I can’t lose you again . . .” Mitch stood to reached for her hand.

She turned at her name. The anguish in his voice almost, but not quite able to penetrate her defensive shell. Arms crossed protectively over her stomach, holding firm to her sides, she lowered her head. “You’re not the person I thought you were,” she said turning. From over her shoulder she continued. “You’re not someone I want in my life.”

About the Author:

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Turning passion into words in print is a dream come true for Lori Power.

From Radio host (best job ever!), DJ, news reporter to newspaper journalist, like many author’s, Lori has been writing most of her life.

In writing, Lori has discovered a truism: everyone has a great story to tell. All you need to do is listen. Over the years, with all the people Lori has meet previously and daily, both professionally and personally, with an ear to the ground, readers can often find these ‘character’s’ fictionalized in Lori’s stories.

Lori’s first novel “Storms of Passion” was published by Wild Rose Press under their Champagne line, in 2014 and received a 5-star Author’s Favourite seal of approval in 2015.

Collaboration is important to improving one’s craft and as such, Lori is an active member of the Romance Writers of America, TransCanada Romance Writers, The Alberta Romance Writers Association and belongs to both a Critiquing group and a Beta Reading weekly group.

Lori looks forward to continuing to find the good story; hashing out a scene, having fun with a character and writing the story she would love to read.

Amazon Author Page:

Amazon Purchase Link:  Hit'N Run (Under Suspicion Book 1)

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• One randomly chosen host will receive a $25 Amazon/ gift card.

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Monday, September 28, 2015

Feast of Dreams Four Feasts Till Darkness, Book Two Christian A. Brown

As King Brutus licks his wounds and gathers new strength, two rival queens vow to destroy each other’s nations.

Welcome to the blog tour for Feast of Dreams (Four Feasts Till Darkness, Book Two) by Christian A. Brown.  I have the pleasure of have Christian on the blog today!!

The Power We Hold

Artists are the soul of our society. The ones that influence as well as reflect — in language or other mediums — the morality, beauty and ugliness of our world. Writers, specifically, hold great power. Look to Stalin, Steinem, Nietzsche, Woolf and countless other literary exemplars to see that the pen is indeed mightier than the sword. Writers hold influence, whether we accept this responsibility or not. Now, assuming that we do embrace it, bearing in mind that not everyone needs to, we then need to look at the finer points, the invisible moral signals behind our writing. What messages do our characters convey? How are we influencing our readers? For better or for worse? Depending on your politics and beliefs, the answer to that question will vary. For the purpose of this dialog between you and me, let’s assume that you’re in my camp: valuing freedom above oppression, with a mix of liberal and conservative opinions.

When I write heroines and heroes, I write them based on the role models that I’ve known in my life. Strong, but suffering moments of weakness. Brave, but not unflappable or made of iron. Smart, but not so smart that they’re annoying know-it-alls. You know, relatable, believable folks. Write a believable character, and you’ve won half the battle with getting people to like your book. These characters are the folk I’d like my children (whenever I’m blessed with having them) to hang out with. One of the reasons why I write such characters, and focus in particular on developing my female leads beyond stereotypes, is because I am quite tired of the tropes in current literature, especially young adult novels. I understand my influential role and I want to broadcast a different message. I think that there are better things to educate our youth on than love triangles and falling in lust with mysterious, broody, possibly vampiric strangers. In fact, those are probably two things that people can safely avoid until a few drunken nights in their early 20s — though that’s just my opinion and personal experience.

I best be gettin’ to some kind of a point. Points, rather. Here they are: 

1.  I believe that we (writers) have influence — an extremely powerful form of it, since we actually get inside peoples’ heads. A bit scary when you think about it! A novelist creeping around in there! 

2.  I believe that this — great — power should be used responsibly. As per Superman’s guidelines. 

3.  If you want to write within the norm, there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. People need simplicity and comfort; they do not always need challenge and change. If everyone were a revolutionary, we’d have no stability. All I would ask, writer to writer, is that you are aware of what you are writing, and to whom you are writing. 

4.  If you, like me, aren’t a fan of the stereotypes being propagated in modern fiction: change the dialog. Blog about it. Write women (and men) whose lives you envy — not because of their fabulous Prada wardrobe, their Kardashian comeliness, or the dozen beaus chasing them — but because they are damn well fascinating people. For example, women working outside their prescribed skillset; explorers, warriors and scientists, who retain all the wonders and grace of their sex.

Men and women are different, yes. Although beyond certain biological particulars, they aren’t as emotionally different as we railroad them into being. We all love, hurt and need. We all have the same emotions, and if we could somehow strip away the pretence, and the generations of enforced “masculinity” and “femininity”, we’d find a near perfect commonality. We’d find some really interesting people, which is what we want to write. That’s probably not going to happen anytime soon. Until that Star Trekian era, just write stronger leads: male, female, horse and circus monkey. Write heroes and friends for our children. The world has enough Mary Sues and Sir John the Knights. We know those roles, and many are sick of them, only we’re so inundated in stereotypes that we don’t realize this is the case.

Grand ambitions? Empty bluster? I know that I’ve thrown my feet—and ideals—to the fire of my readers. I’ll let them decide. Are you brave enough to do the same?

Feast of Dreams
Four Feasts Till Darkness, Book Two
Christian A. Brown

Genre: Fantasy Romance

About the Book:

As King Brutus licks his wounds and gathers new strength, two rival queens vow to destroy each other’s nations.

Lila of Eod, sliding into madness, risks everything in the search for a powerful relic, while Queen Gloriatrix threatens Eod with military might—including three monstrous technomagikal warships.

Far from this clash of queens, Morigan and the Wolf scour Alabion, hunting for the mad king’s hidden weakness. Their quest brings them face to face with their own pasts, their dark futures…and the Sisters Three themselves.

Unbeknownst to all, a third thread in Geadhain’s tapestry begins to move in the wastes of Mor’Khul. There, a father and son scavenge to survive as they travel south toward a new chapter in Geadhain history.

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Read an Excerpt:

“My queen, it grows late.”

Queen Lila was about to address the enormous man casting his silver-hued shadow over her as Rowena. But no. Her sword was gone and neck-deep in espionage with the master of the East Watch, and a hammer named Erik was her guardian these days. What sad eyes the man had, more black than blue—as morose as those of an owl perched over a graveyard. She could see them glinting from beneath his darkened visor. Rarely did she spot the hard, hidden handsomeness of the man—his black hair, broken but appealing face, and stubble crisscrossed in scars. Come to think of it, aside from the moment his naked, scorched self had abruptly manifested in a cindery puff within the Chamber of Echoes some weeks ago, she hadn’t seen him without his helm. He was hiding then from the absence of his king or another private torment. She had been staring at him rather unabashedly for quite a spell. The sparkle of fiery colors off the immaculate polish of his pristine armor hypnotized her. His voice snapped her out of her trance. How quickly evening’s shroud had fallen.

“Time has escaped us,” commented the queen.

Erik gently led her from the bedside she attended. As they passed the hospice’s cots and floor pallets, the hands and voices of the wounded reached for her. Erik watched the queen’s remorseful looks and the aching way she touched the feet of certain sufferers or the backs of weeping kin. These days she was cold and ruthless in her judgments within the palace. She had become a steel queen to stand metal for mettle against the Iron Queen rising in the East. In these particular confines, however, where the faltering breath of the ailing made the air humid, and it was thick with the stench of eucalyptus poultices and incense to mask the rot magik would not heal, the queen’s mask cracked or was simply cast off. Genuine pity replaced it. She had come here each day for the past fortnight since the storm of frostfire had struck Eod. “The day of ruin,” the people called it—when first the skies were bare and then suddenly forked with red lightning, spitting shards of ice and arrows of flame to the earth. None of sound mind could have prepared for that wailing apocalypse. Thousands were killed instantly. They were boiled inside tarry craters the earthspeakers were still working to fill or entombed in buildings that could not hold against the storm’s wrath. The injuries were uncountable, and they were still being reported. Those with only singed or frostbitten flesh dismissed the pettiness of their wounds and carried on with tourniquets and grimaces. Others had to be scraped from streets or, if mauled but living, extracted from rubble and taken to a growing encampment of emergency sites erected near the palace. Here was where the queen always found herself once the details of war, supply lines, allies, enemies, and stratagems had worn her patience to a snappy disinterest. Somehow in these miserable hospices, the queen seemed peaceful, albeit sad.

Time and again Erik made one-sided conversation as he guarded his new charge—he never managed to say these words. You blame yourself for this or for my kingfather’s fate. You see these sins as your own. You feel the weight and needs of this entire nation upon yourself, and what a terrible weight that must be to bear. You are not alone, though, my queen. As adrift as you might be, I am here. I shall be the rock you need. I have made a promise to the great man who speaks to us no more.

The night he had appeared so rudely at her side, she held him and told him she could not sense the king anymore. The icy flame of Magnus’s soul had gone as cold as a forgotten hearth.

“What does it mean? What does it all mean?”she’d sobbed.

She was without her lover and partner in eternity, and he was without his father. They were agonizingly alone. Only on that night did she cry for the king and never since—as far as Erik had witnessed. He and the queen did not speak of their grief again or further pursue the reality that the Immortal King—missing and utterly quiet in his queen’s mind since the battle with his mad brother in Zioch—was quite possibly dead.

At the hospice exit, Queen Lila stopped so suddenly that Erik almost elbowed his liege. With what Erik perceived as a speck of wariness, she half glanced over her shoulder, and her gaze swelled wide with fear. She was staring at something behind them. Erik looked as well and reached a hand to his weapon. However, he saw nothing aside from the rows of squirming sufferers moving on their bloody, sweat-soaked cots like man-size maggots. What horrible times these were.

“Have you forgotten something?” he asked.

Queen Lila wished she could explain the hairs that prickled on her neck or the chill of Mother Winter’s mouth that blew the humidity from the chamber, but no one else seemed to feel it. Most of all, she wanted to find a less hysterical explanation for the shadow—tall as a mountain, black, and somehow bright—that hovered in the corner of her eye. She would not turn around and look at it. She could not. She was afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would involuntarily scream. What do you want, shadow? Why do you haunt me? Why do you come to me in dreams?

“My queen?”

“No. I need nothing more,” she answered curtly and moved ahead, trembling.

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Meet the Author:

Bestselling author of the critically acclaimed Feast of Fates, Christian A. Brown received a Kirkus star in 2014 for the first novel in his genre-changing Four Feasts Till Darkness series. He has appeared on Newstalk 1010, AM640, Daytime Rogers, and Get Bold Today with LeGrande Green. He actively writes a blog about his mother’s journey with cancer and on gender issues in the media. A lover of the weird and wonderful, Brown considers himself an eccentric with a talent for cat-whispering.

Happy Release Day ~ Fault Lines (Adirondack Pack #2) by K.C. Stewart #Giveaway

 Welcome to the Release Day Blitz for Book 2 in K.C. Stewart's Adirondack Pack!

Fault Lines
(Adirondack Pack #2)
by K.C. Stewart
Publication Date: September 28, 2015
Cover Design: Mayhem Cover Creations
Genre: Paranormal Romance


Mira James is on a mission to smack her sister senseless. Recently, her life had come crashing down around her and she needed her sister. But contacting her was getting harder and harder to do. It hurt. Her best friend was barely in her life anymore and Mira was done with giving her space. All that was separating them now was a giant man with a smirking grin. The brute was going to get his ass handed to him if kept Mira from her sister. Owen Purcell was the Adirondack Pack alpha and had just met his match. Sadie’s younger sister was a sassy little thing and he couldn't help but smile around the Rabbit. It may not be the wisest thing he’s ever done but there was chemistry between them that couldn't be ignored. Getting her on board may not be the hard part, but keeping her around would be. Canidae has upped their antics and plan to hurt Owen where he feels it most. He’ll need to protect those in his pack and the little Rabbit that has found herself in the wolf’s den.

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Other Books in Series

Adirondack Pack #0.5
Amazon US Over the Line (Adirondack Pack Book 0)
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$0.99 Adirondack Pack #1 Amazon US Too Far Gone (Adirondack Pack Book 1)
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Meet the Author

K.C. Stewart is the self published author of the Hailey Holloway series and most recently, the Adirondack Pack series. All her life she had fantasized and day dreamed on a regular basis but it wasn’t until she began writing flash fiction and that she made those fantasies a reality. Now she has graduated to novels but still dabbles in the occasional flash fiction and short story. Because of her love for reading and the written word, K.C. is currently continuing her education at Clarion University for Library Science. When she isn’t taking photographs, studying or writing, she is supporting a very real gummy bear habit. Currently, she lives with her boyfriend, german shepherd and cats in central Pennsylvania. Social Media Links Website - Goodreads - Facebook - Tsu -


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Sunday, September 27, 2015

Shadow Out of the Sky (Transitional Delusions Series, Book 1) by Brick Marlin @BrickMarlin

Welcome to Brick Marlin's Shadow Out of the Sky Tour!

I have the pleasure of introducing all of you wonderful fans, followers, and friends to Brick Marlin today!

My top ten favorites are split into books and music.


The Long Walk by Stephen King – While many readers latch onto The Stand or Salem's Lot, I'm stuck on loving this dystopian horror.

The Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury – I fell in love with this classic tale after watching the television miniseries in 1980.

Lord of the Flies by William Golding – The first time I read this was in middle school. Since then, a decade later, I still read it.

Counter-clock World by Philip K. Dick – PKD’s vision of the future is chilling, especially within the pages of this disturbing tale.


Blues – Little Walter, Big Walter Horton and Paul Butterfield and many other harmonica players have influenced me honing the craft of being a blues musician for the past 20 years.

Metal – Black Sabbath, Accept, Armored Saint and Iron Maiden are only a few bands I grew up listening to.

Hard rock – Queensryche, Van Halen and Dokken come to mind in this genre. More bands I grew up listening to.

Classic Rock – Pink Floyd has to be my all-time favorite band. Ever. I still cannot get enough of this prolific group. I tend to lurk toward their album “Animals”.

Jazz – I love classic jazz as well as fusion, such as Bela fleck and The Flecktones.

About Shadow Out of the Sky: 

A scarecrow crucified on a wooden cross made from a pair of two-by-fours sits in a field of corn, placed there to frighten away birds and protect the crops. Under its straw hat large buttons pose as its eyes, placed there by child’s fingers, view something sinister in the grave sky, appearing in front of the full moon. Twisting, it forms into a sleek black mass, peering down upon the town of Woodbury.

Four demons called The Reckoning has pulled this shadow, this urban legend from the past, out of an unmarked grave to bring terror across the planet, shoving it toward an apocalypse. Now it cuts through the air, as if it were opening wounds in flesh, peering down at the first house that it hovers over... 

Shadow Out of the Sky is Book One of the Transitional Delusions Series

About the Author:

Brick Marlin has been writing since he was a child. From an early age he was exposed to older horror movies. The great ones making their mark in history. He also tackled reading the likes of Stephen King, Clive Barker, Ray Bradbury, Kurt Vonnegut, Dean Koontz, Charles Dickens, Harper Lee, H.G. Wells, etc. Thus, he decided to engage himself and write horror, dark fantasy and dark sci-fi, scaring readers such as his parents, his friends, neighbors, and even leaving a few school teachers scratching their heads wondering if the boy should be committed or not with his gruesome tales of terror. Short story ideas continued to visit. A book idea or two sometimes stopped by for a sit.

In 2007 he decided to take a more professional approach with his work. Hence, as a member of the Horror Writers Association, already having nine books published by small presses – this you hold in your hand, constant reader, makes his tenth – nearly thirty short stories published, adding to the few anthologies and collaborations with other authors, Brick Marlin trudges onward, hoping to achieve more creations, wallowing in the brain pans of his characters, giving them the choice whether to twist the knob and enter through the Red Door, or enter through the Blue Door where a group of servo monkey badgers are consuming packages of cinnamon-flavored Pop Rock Candy with a Kung Fu Punch of caffeine.

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Tour Schedule and Activities:

9/21 Erin Fanning Review

9/21 Beauty in Ruins Guest Post

9/21 Wag the Fox Guest Post

9/22 Novel-ties Review

9/23 Armand Rosamilia, Author Guest Post

9/23 Deal Sharing Aunt Interview

9/25 fuonlyknew Review

9/25 L. Andrew Cooper's Horrific Scribblings Review

9/25 Bee's Knees Reviews Guest Post

9/25 Azure Dwarf Guest Post

9/27 Sapphyria's Book Reviews Top-Tens List

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Pre-Order Blitz ~ Love Bad by Regan Ure

Pre-Order Your Copy of Loving Bad by Regan Ure Today!!

About Loving Bad:

The good girl falls for the bad boy. But what if there is more to Sin Carter than a bad attitude, tattoos and piercings? And what if there is more to Taylor Price than the fact she has always followed the rules and done what she was told? Their pasts haunt them. Sin is trying to break free from his dark past while Taylor lives each day trying to forget about the horrors that marred her childhood. When they meet, their physical attraction is undeniable. One night is not enough for either of them.

Loving Bad

by Regan Ure

Publication Date: October 10, 2015

Cover Designer: Mayhem Cover Creations

Pre-Order Links:

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Meet Regan:

Regan discovered the joy of writing at the tender age of twelve. Her first two novels were teen fiction romance. She then got sidetracked into the world of computer programming and travelled extensively visiting twenty-seven countries. A few years ago after her son’s birth she stayed home and took another trip into the world of writing. After writing nine stories on Wattpad, winning an award and becoming a featured writer the next step was to publish her stories. She lives in South Africa with her two children and husband, who is currently doing his masters. If she isn’t writing her next novel you will find her reading soppy romance novels, shopping like an adrenaline junkie or watching too much television. 
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Saturday, September 26, 2015

Happy Love Note Day!! Celebrate with a Spotlight of Amanda Rose by Karen Robards & an eBook #Giveaway

From “the mistress of sizzling sensuality” (Romantic Times) comes a riveting romance about a swashbuckling hero and the high-spirited lady who wins his heart.

About Amanda Rose:

In 1840 England, Lady Amanda Rose Culver saves handsome, falsely convicted murderer Matt Grayson’s life when he is wounded as he barely escapes the gallows. Finding the American semi-conscious on the shore near the convent where she has been imprisoned by her older brother, the Duke of Brookshire, Amanda gets Matt to safety and hides him from the searchers combing the countryside for him. The beautiful, headstrong eighteen-year-old is desperate to escape an arranged marriage; the badly wounded convict is just desperate to escape. As Amanda nurses him back to health, and the clock ticks down as they wait for a ship to take Matt back to America before the authorities can find him, they discover an intense physical attraction stranger than anything innocent Amanda has ever imagined existed. Even jaded Matt finds himself falling head over heels in lust—and love.

But then something happens that threatens to destroy both their lives….


AMANDA ROSE is “one that readers will remember for a long time.” – Romantic Times

New York Times, USA Today and Publisher’s Weekly bestselling author Karen Robards is the six-time winner of Affaire de Coeur’s Silver Pen Award for favorite romance author.

“One of the finest, most talented writers of romantic history today.” – Affaire de Coeur

“Ms. Robards has the marvelous talent to zero in on the heart of erotic fantasy. She seems to know instinctively our most secret thoughts and then dreams up the perfect scenario to give them free rein. The result is pure magic.” – Romantic Times

“Karen Robards is one of the most popular voices in women’s fiction.” – Newsweek

Meet Karen Robards:

Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve loved to write. My first book was a ten-page effort written at age five for my grandmother. Throughout grade school, high school and college I wrote for various school publications. When I was eighteen, my first professionally published piece—a humorous anecdote—appeared in Reader’s Digest. Still, it never occurred to me that I might become a professional writer. I aimed for a career as a lawyer and was actually in law school when I sold my first book. When that happened, the world lost a would-be lawyer and gained a writer. That book, which is still in print, is Island Flame, and it was published when I was twenty-four. Since then, I’ve written over forty books, which regularly appear on the New York Times, USA Today, and Publisher’s Weekly bestseller lists, among others. The mother of three sons, I read, I write, and I chauffeur children. That’s my life.

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Friday, September 25, 2015

Audiobook Review: Blood and Mistletoe (Ivy Granger, Psychic Detective, #1.5) by E.J. Stevens @EJStevensAuthor

Holidays are worse than a full moon for making people crazy. In Harborsmouth, where many of the residents are undead vampires or monstrous fae, the combination may prove deadly.

About the Story:

Ivy Granger, psychic private investigator, returns to the streets of Harborsmouth in this addition to the best-selling urban fantasy series.

Holidays are hell, a point driven home when a certain demon attorney returns with information regarding a series of bloody murders. Five Harborsmouth residents have been killed, and every victim has one thing in common - they are fae. Whoever is killing faeries must be stopped, but they leave only one clue behind - a piece of mistletoe floating in a pool of the victim's blood.

The holidays just got interesting. Too bad this case may drive Ivy mad before the New Year. Heck, she'll be lucky to survive Christmas.

©2012 E.J. Stevens (P)2015 E.J. Stevens

Audiobook Details:

Written by: E. J. Stevens
Narrated by: Melanie A. Mason, David Wilson Brown
Length: 2 hrs and 18 mins
Unabridged Audiobook

My Review:

I've now had the pleasure of reading the book and listening to the audiobook.  My original review of the eBook of Blood and Mistletoe was in 2013.  I will repost it below, along with the link:

Warning: This review will contain Book 1, Shadow Site (review link) spoilers.

This review will also not be very lengthy since the novella isn't lengthy.

Our half-fae / half-human psychic detective, Ivy Granger, is back and boy is she grumpy!

*It's Christmastime (not her favorite)

*Her boyfriend, the Kelpie King, broke their date to see the tree lighting in Fountain Square,

*Someone is killing Seelie and Unseelie fae in Harborsmouth.

Ivy is made aware of the gruesome murders by none other than our favorite Jinx-flirting demon, Forneus. In exchange for details about all of the murders, the only bargain that is struck between them is that when Ivy does indeed prove Forneus' words true, then "he gets full credit for bringing the information to Ivy" (Stevens, E.J., 2012, pg. 13).

The investigation into these murders does prove true and Ivy begins investigating who and why. The information she discovers is both terrifying and disturbing. There is a very old fae in the city, unbeknownst to Kaye, the resident witch. This is unsettling to say the least. The most powerful witch protecting the city isn't as strong as she once was.

There is huge significance to the cover that E.J. Stevens chose for this novella. It is spot on once you finish the story and reflect on what you learn. Mental illness isn't just something that humans have to deal with.

Ivy is still crowd-weary; however, since the events in Book 1, Ivy is now a highly prized investigator in Harborsmouth. Between her detective skills, and Jinx's management skills, they make a great team. The plot is strong and all of our favorite characters are back, contributing to the novella in their own individual ways. Marvin the troll is a great character and I really enjoy the part he plays.

This is another great addition to the Ivy Granger, Psychic Detective series.

eBook Rating: 

~~~Now I will review the audiobook in regards to the narrators~~

The narrators, Melanie A. Mason and David Wilson Brown really bring this 87 page (2 hour and 18 minute novella to life.  None of the other audiobooks I've listened and reviewed (which isn't very many, actually) have had both a man and a woman narrator.  I found it a nice change of pace.  One thing I have noticed, however, is that Books 1, 2, and novella Club Nexus are narrated by a different person and there is only one narrator, so we'll see how that goes.  Yes, I'm listening to the series out of order but I've already read the books so it doesn't matter to me.  I love them all regardless.

Both Melanie and David give all of the characters they voice definite emotion.  Each character is read in the right tone, voice, volume, and trait.  There isn't any question when the character is sad, upset, snarky, whispers, or yells.

One issue I had with the recording is the differences in some of these scenes - certain sections sound like Melanie was talking into a tin can at first, then would straighten out and be of normal volume and tone.  I went back and listened to one of the first occurrences of tin-can narration thinking is was how I had my phone lying in my vehicle's console.  David's scenes didn't ever seem to have that type of problem. His narrations were pretty smooth and sounded consistent.

One of best parts about listening to audiobooks is the ability to learn exactly how certain names are pronounced.  I learned the correct pronunciation of several names and titles in Blood and Mistletoe, including Ivy's boyfriend, Ceff.  Yep, I was totally pronouncing his name wrong - that won't be happening anymore.

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