Mireille Chester's Blog, page 17
July 19, 2014
Tyler's Story: Cover Makeover Reveal!!
Synopsis:
It’s been five years since his twin brother Trent was killed and Tyler has been on his own ever since. When he stumbles across Heidi, a human from the other world who’s just crossed over, he vows to get her home against his better judgment. What he doesn’t realize is that to keep his promise, he’ll have to risk his life and the one thing he’s managed to keep to himself since the war… his heart. Still, a promise is a promise and Tyler doesn’t break his. After facing human rogues, packs of Majs, and Zerpanays, he’ll have to decide… can he bear to let go of the one thing that’s managed to bring him back to life?
From the book:
“Hello, camp!” John and Tyler stood, Tyler’s arm pushing Heidi behind them. He felt her hand on the small of his back. Five men walked towards them. “Good day,” stated Tyler. The blond man in the lead nodded. “Indeed it is.” “Is there something we can help you with?” John frowned as the man nodded again. “We heard a woman. Where is she?” Tyler stiffened. “Why do you want to know?” “We’re rogue hunters. Our job is to find the humans and bring them to our captain.” Heidi’s hand tightened around a handful of his tunic. “Well, you don’t have to worry about her. She’s with us.” “But she’s human?” There was no point in lying, really. All they had to do was look. “She is.” “Then she comes with us.” Tyler growled. “No. She doesn’t.” “She won’t be harmed.” “Like hell she won’t.” Tyler’s hand moved to the hilt of his dagger. “She just crossed over. She had nothing to do with Braw or his idiotic plan.” “But if she gets caught up with a pack of rogues…” “She’s with us.” The blond man opened his mouth and Tyler growled. “You’re not listening to me. She’s with me. I found her; she’s mine.” Heidi caught a glimpse of the blond man from between her protectors’ shoulders. She was shocked at how pale he looked. His eyes never left Tyler’s. Even the few of his comrades she could see looked uneasy. “You’re not taking her.” Though Tyler’s voice didn’t sound any louder than it had previously, the tone of it made it very obvious that he meant every word he had just uttered. “You’d fight a pack of your own kind to keep a human girl?” One of the men at the back shook his head incredulously. “I don’t care what she is. She hasn’t done anything wrong.” Tyler’s hand was still over his dagger. John’s pose was almost identical to his. The blond man’s hand moved his blade as well. “Orders are orders.” “Try not to kill any of them.” Tyler’s voice was only loud enough for John and Heidi to hear. “We don’t need the whole pack after us after this.” John nodded. Tyler’s free hand moved back so that it touched Heidi’s arm. “Heidi, I’m going to boost you up a tree. Get up high. If anyone tries to reach you, cut them.” He felt her shaking behind him. John glanced at Heidi then gestured to her with his head before returning his gaze toward the small pack in front of them. Tyler turned, trusting John to warn him if any of the men came forward while he wasn’t looking. His eyes met Heidi’s and he smiled reassuringly. Her grey green eyes were saucers in her head, her skin a strange pale shade of green as she shook with fear. He cupped her face in his hands. “Heidi.” He bent and kissed her forehead softly. “Just get up in the tree. I won’t let them take you.” She took a long shuddering breath and gazed into his deep brown eyes. The hard look in them softened slightly and Tyler ran his thumb over her cheek. Could she trust this man? She’d only known him a day. Of course, he’d never shown any indication that he might be a danger to her. “Heidi, trust me.” She inhaled once more and nodded. Her heart jumped into her chest at the growl that exploded from John’s throat. Tyler grabbed her by the waist, threw her toward the lowest branch on the tree and ducked under her so she was standing on his shoulders. She lost her balance as he moved sideways. His left hand caught her ankle to steady her. She looked down and caught a glimpse of one of the other men stabbing his dagger toward Tyler’s chest. He managed to deflect the blow with his own dagger but hissed as the other’s blade slid across his side. Without letting go of her leg, he kicked forward and she heard the dark haired man’s breath leave his body in a huff. Tyler turned and placed his hands under her feet, pushing her into the branches. “Climb!” The tone of his voice left no room for argument. Heidi scrambled as high as she could and glanced down. She fought the urge to scream as the dark haired man lunged at Tyler. Her self-appointed guardian knocked the man’s dagger to the side. Tyler’s elbow connected with the man’s nose, quickly followed by his knee as Tyler brought his opponent’s face down to meet it. The Maj dropped to the ground and Tyler turned his attention to the blond man who had been leading the pack. Heidi looked around for John and found him backing away from two well-built men who had obviously seen more meals in the past little while than he had. She caught her breath as he pulled his dagger and threw it with such speed she wasn’t sure he had until one of the men advancing screamed in pain. He fell to his knee, his hands grabbing at the hilt of the dagger that had impaled itself in his foot and pinned him to the ground. John pulled a knife from the side up his boot and aimed it at the second man’s chest. The latter paused, looked up at the tree, and shook his head in disgust as he held up his hands in surrender. Heidi let out the breath she’d been holding. Obviously, one lone human girl wasn’t worth dying over. She turned her attention back to Tyler. “Tyler! Behind you!” The last man in the pack had been sneaking around while Tyler had been focused on blocking punches and kicks from the blond man. Tyler turned so he could keep an eye on both of them. “Come on, now. She can’t be worth this,” mumbled the blond man. “If that’s your take on it, you’re more than welcome to walk away.” Both of them had a black eye. Tyler’s cheek was starting to turn blue and the blonde’s lip was bleeding. Tyler glanced to the second man, a shorter, stockier red head who was staring at him with confusion. “What are you looking at, then?” The red head shook his head. “I’m sure I know you.” Tyler frowned. “No, I don’t think so.” “By the moons, Jim, could we cut the small talk?” Jim put his dagger back in its scabbard at his side. “Luke.” Tyler blinked. “That’s my father’s name.” Jim smiled. “You look just like him. You’re one of the twins, yeah?” Tyler nodded but refused to drop his guard. “Tyler.” Jim turned to his pack mate. “You’re on your own, Chris. I owe his father my life.” “Chris?” Everyone’s attention turned to the man John was keeping in the sights of his knife. He shrugged, obviously flustered. Chris’ eyes widened at the sight of John’s second opponent sitting a still as possible, his foot still skewered to the ground. His groans of pain were loud in the sudden quiet of the campsite. All eyes were on Chris. He ran a hand through his hair and swore under his breath. “Why don’t we just put the blades away and get that dagger out of your man’s foot?” Tyler relaxed, though Heidi was sure his guard was still up. “You won’t try anything?” Chris looked at Tyler. “The last I checked, you had us outnumbered.” Chris raised an eyebrow at him and looked around. Tyler grinned, though the smile didn’t seem to reach his eyes. The first man he’d managed to knock out moaned and clutched his head. “Did we get her?” Chris growled. “No, we didn’t get her.” He put his dagger away. “Get up, Brad.” Brad sat up and squinted open one eye to look around. His gaze fell on the man with the dagger in his foot. “Bloody hell, did more of them show up?” “No.” Jim smiled. “Brad, do you recall Luke of Howel?” Brad frowned. “Was that the one with the pretty mate named Mel? She nursed you back to health, yeah?” Jim nodded and Brad turned his attention back to Tyler. “I should have recognized you. You look the mirror image of your father at your age. You move like him, too.” He grunted. “It explains a lot, then.” “What did I miss?” Chris was obviously getting impatient. “If you’d seen his father fight, you’d have thought twice about trying to take the girl.” Brad stuck dagger in his belt. “I’m out, Chris. I was there the day Luke risked his life to save Jim’s and if it hadn’t been for Mel, he wouldn’t be standing here now.” Tyler looked up and gestured to Heidi to come down. Jim and Brad went to tend to their friend. His scream of pain as they pulled the dagger from his foot startled her and she slipped from the last branch on the tree. Tyler steadied her as she landed. “You’re bleeding!” Tyler glanced down at Heidi’s hand, which was red with blood. He lifted the hem of his tunic to reveal the cut along his side. “It’s fine. It’s barely bleeding.” He smiled reassuringly at her. John looked over to them from where he was apologizing to the man he’d stabbed in the foot. Tyler went to his packs and found the herbs he knew would dull the pain and quicken the healing for the man’s foot. He walked over and handed them to Jim. “This should help.” Jim nodded and went to work bandaging the foot. “You’ve even got the same character as your father,” he said without looking up. “How’s that?” “The day he saved my life, my pack had come upon three cats in the Blue Woods. I managed to end up under a lion. Luke had been in the area and heard the fighting. He got the lion off of me, but kept the others from killing it afterwards. Its pack had run off and when it shifted back, we all noticed the man had a cut along his side. You dad tossed him a sack of herbs and told him to leave. That’s when your mother came out of the woods and they proceeded to take care of me.” Tyler smiled. “Your pack just let the man leave?” Brad grinned. “We were all too shocked by your father’s gesture to do much of anything.” Tyler excused himself as he looked around for Heidi and found her leaning back against the tree she’d been in, her arms wrapped around herself. “Are you alright?” Heidi shook her head and let him pull her in a hug. He rested his chin on her head and rubbed her back. “It’s all fine, now. They won’t try to take you. You didn’t get hurt, did you?” She shook her head again. “This is just a lot to take in?” She nodded. Tyler took her hand and led her back to the fire. He wrinkled his nose at the sight of the burnt eggs. “I guess we’ll be eating bread after all,” he mumbled and she couldn’t help but smile. Tyler wrapped a blanket around her shoulders and sat beside her. He looked up as John joined them. “It looks like your bloodlines are paying off. They’ve decided to leave Heidi with us.” Tyler grunted. “She would have stayed with us regardless.” He grinned at his friend. “Great throw, by the way.” John shrugged and took a piece of bread. “Tyler, can we have a word?” Chris motioned for him to come see him. Tyler stopped at the feel of Heidi’s hand on his leg. He smiled down at her. “No worries.” Chris waited until they were standing side by side, looking back toward the fire and Heidi. “I’m leaving her in your charge.” Tyler nodded. “If she goes rogue, it won’t matter who your parents are and how well liked they might be; I’ll hold you responsible and make sure you’re held accountable.” Tyler looked the elder Maj in the eyes. Whatever Chris saw, he frowned. “Alright, Chris, he’s all set.” Jim and Brad shook Tyler’s hand. “If you remember, try to tell your father we say hello.” Tyler nodded. He stood and watched until the small pack had made its way out of sight before letting himself relax and heading back to the fire. He caught the piece of cheese John lobbed in his direction. “We need to get out of this area.” He frowned and looked at Heidi. “We also need to find you some clothes. There’s no denying what you are when you’re dressed like that.” John nodded. “I know a couple of sisters that live not too far from here. Mina is about the same size as you.” He glanced at Tyler. “They’re cats, mind you.” Tyler raised an eyebrow. “They live here?” John nodded. “They were travelling after the war and decided they liked it down here.”
“And why did you think you should bring up the fact that they were Namael?” John shrugged. “I’m not sure what your take is on them. It’s never come up.” “Do you want to know why my father let that lion go all those years ago?” His friend nodded. “It’s because he was raised by tigers.” He grinned as John’s eyes widened into hazel saucers. “My aunt and uncle are tigers. I have no issues whatsoever with cats in general. Now, would these sisters live anywhere near Growlen?” John nodded. “About five days out.” Tyler smiled. “Well, then, I think the plan is to find these sisters and head to Growlen so we can top up our supplies. While we’re there, we’ll try to find someone who might be able to point us in the direction of a cross stone.” He dug into his pack and found a clean dark green tunic. Heidi took it as he handed it to her. “Put it on and tuck it in. It might help you blend in a bit until we can get you some clothes that fit.” He watched as she pulled it over her head. “The closer we get to Growlen, the more packs we have a chance of running into. Try to stay calm and act as though you belong here.” He smiled. John kicked dirt over the fire to put it out before they headed off in search of the Namael sisters.
About Mireille Chester:
Wife, mother, author. That pretty much sums it up. :) I am a fantasy author who loves to spend time in made up worlds filled with magic. I am a firm believer that no hero is perfect and that all villains are burdened with a tiny shred of humanity. While I write my Adult and YA novels under the name Mireille Chester, I am now writing a middle grade series under the name M.G. Chester.
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It’s been five years since his twin brother Trent was killed and Tyler has been on his own ever since. When he stumbles across Heidi, a human from the other world who’s just crossed over, he vows to get her home against his better judgment. What he doesn’t realize is that to keep his promise, he’ll have to risk his life and the one thing he’s managed to keep to himself since the war… his heart. Still, a promise is a promise and Tyler doesn’t break his. After facing human rogues, packs of Majs, and Zerpanays, he’ll have to decide… can he bear to let go of the one thing that’s managed to bring him back to life?
From the book:
“Hello, camp!” John and Tyler stood, Tyler’s arm pushing Heidi behind them. He felt her hand on the small of his back. Five men walked towards them. “Good day,” stated Tyler. The blond man in the lead nodded. “Indeed it is.” “Is there something we can help you with?” John frowned as the man nodded again. “We heard a woman. Where is she?” Tyler stiffened. “Why do you want to know?” “We’re rogue hunters. Our job is to find the humans and bring them to our captain.” Heidi’s hand tightened around a handful of his tunic. “Well, you don’t have to worry about her. She’s with us.” “But she’s human?” There was no point in lying, really. All they had to do was look. “She is.” “Then she comes with us.” Tyler growled. “No. She doesn’t.” “She won’t be harmed.” “Like hell she won’t.” Tyler’s hand moved to the hilt of his dagger. “She just crossed over. She had nothing to do with Braw or his idiotic plan.” “But if she gets caught up with a pack of rogues…” “She’s with us.” The blond man opened his mouth and Tyler growled. “You’re not listening to me. She’s with me. I found her; she’s mine.” Heidi caught a glimpse of the blond man from between her protectors’ shoulders. She was shocked at how pale he looked. His eyes never left Tyler’s. Even the few of his comrades she could see looked uneasy. “You’re not taking her.” Though Tyler’s voice didn’t sound any louder than it had previously, the tone of it made it very obvious that he meant every word he had just uttered. “You’d fight a pack of your own kind to keep a human girl?” One of the men at the back shook his head incredulously. “I don’t care what she is. She hasn’t done anything wrong.” Tyler’s hand was still over his dagger. John’s pose was almost identical to his. The blond man’s hand moved his blade as well. “Orders are orders.” “Try not to kill any of them.” Tyler’s voice was only loud enough for John and Heidi to hear. “We don’t need the whole pack after us after this.” John nodded. Tyler’s free hand moved back so that it touched Heidi’s arm. “Heidi, I’m going to boost you up a tree. Get up high. If anyone tries to reach you, cut them.” He felt her shaking behind him. John glanced at Heidi then gestured to her with his head before returning his gaze toward the small pack in front of them. Tyler turned, trusting John to warn him if any of the men came forward while he wasn’t looking. His eyes met Heidi’s and he smiled reassuringly. Her grey green eyes were saucers in her head, her skin a strange pale shade of green as she shook with fear. He cupped her face in his hands. “Heidi.” He bent and kissed her forehead softly. “Just get up in the tree. I won’t let them take you.” She took a long shuddering breath and gazed into his deep brown eyes. The hard look in them softened slightly and Tyler ran his thumb over her cheek. Could she trust this man? She’d only known him a day. Of course, he’d never shown any indication that he might be a danger to her. “Heidi, trust me.” She inhaled once more and nodded. Her heart jumped into her chest at the growl that exploded from John’s throat. Tyler grabbed her by the waist, threw her toward the lowest branch on the tree and ducked under her so she was standing on his shoulders. She lost her balance as he moved sideways. His left hand caught her ankle to steady her. She looked down and caught a glimpse of one of the other men stabbing his dagger toward Tyler’s chest. He managed to deflect the blow with his own dagger but hissed as the other’s blade slid across his side. Without letting go of her leg, he kicked forward and she heard the dark haired man’s breath leave his body in a huff. Tyler turned and placed his hands under her feet, pushing her into the branches. “Climb!” The tone of his voice left no room for argument. Heidi scrambled as high as she could and glanced down. She fought the urge to scream as the dark haired man lunged at Tyler. Her self-appointed guardian knocked the man’s dagger to the side. Tyler’s elbow connected with the man’s nose, quickly followed by his knee as Tyler brought his opponent’s face down to meet it. The Maj dropped to the ground and Tyler turned his attention to the blond man who had been leading the pack. Heidi looked around for John and found him backing away from two well-built men who had obviously seen more meals in the past little while than he had. She caught her breath as he pulled his dagger and threw it with such speed she wasn’t sure he had until one of the men advancing screamed in pain. He fell to his knee, his hands grabbing at the hilt of the dagger that had impaled itself in his foot and pinned him to the ground. John pulled a knife from the side up his boot and aimed it at the second man’s chest. The latter paused, looked up at the tree, and shook his head in disgust as he held up his hands in surrender. Heidi let out the breath she’d been holding. Obviously, one lone human girl wasn’t worth dying over. She turned her attention back to Tyler. “Tyler! Behind you!” The last man in the pack had been sneaking around while Tyler had been focused on blocking punches and kicks from the blond man. Tyler turned so he could keep an eye on both of them. “Come on, now. She can’t be worth this,” mumbled the blond man. “If that’s your take on it, you’re more than welcome to walk away.” Both of them had a black eye. Tyler’s cheek was starting to turn blue and the blonde’s lip was bleeding. Tyler glanced to the second man, a shorter, stockier red head who was staring at him with confusion. “What are you looking at, then?” The red head shook his head. “I’m sure I know you.” Tyler frowned. “No, I don’t think so.” “By the moons, Jim, could we cut the small talk?” Jim put his dagger back in its scabbard at his side. “Luke.” Tyler blinked. “That’s my father’s name.” Jim smiled. “You look just like him. You’re one of the twins, yeah?” Tyler nodded but refused to drop his guard. “Tyler.” Jim turned to his pack mate. “You’re on your own, Chris. I owe his father my life.” “Chris?” Everyone’s attention turned to the man John was keeping in the sights of his knife. He shrugged, obviously flustered. Chris’ eyes widened at the sight of John’s second opponent sitting a still as possible, his foot still skewered to the ground. His groans of pain were loud in the sudden quiet of the campsite. All eyes were on Chris. He ran a hand through his hair and swore under his breath. “Why don’t we just put the blades away and get that dagger out of your man’s foot?” Tyler relaxed, though Heidi was sure his guard was still up. “You won’t try anything?” Chris looked at Tyler. “The last I checked, you had us outnumbered.” Chris raised an eyebrow at him and looked around. Tyler grinned, though the smile didn’t seem to reach his eyes. The first man he’d managed to knock out moaned and clutched his head. “Did we get her?” Chris growled. “No, we didn’t get her.” He put his dagger away. “Get up, Brad.” Brad sat up and squinted open one eye to look around. His gaze fell on the man with the dagger in his foot. “Bloody hell, did more of them show up?” “No.” Jim smiled. “Brad, do you recall Luke of Howel?” Brad frowned. “Was that the one with the pretty mate named Mel? She nursed you back to health, yeah?” Jim nodded and Brad turned his attention back to Tyler. “I should have recognized you. You look the mirror image of your father at your age. You move like him, too.” He grunted. “It explains a lot, then.” “What did I miss?” Chris was obviously getting impatient. “If you’d seen his father fight, you’d have thought twice about trying to take the girl.” Brad stuck dagger in his belt. “I’m out, Chris. I was there the day Luke risked his life to save Jim’s and if it hadn’t been for Mel, he wouldn’t be standing here now.” Tyler looked up and gestured to Heidi to come down. Jim and Brad went to tend to their friend. His scream of pain as they pulled the dagger from his foot startled her and she slipped from the last branch on the tree. Tyler steadied her as she landed. “You’re bleeding!” Tyler glanced down at Heidi’s hand, which was red with blood. He lifted the hem of his tunic to reveal the cut along his side. “It’s fine. It’s barely bleeding.” He smiled reassuringly at her. John looked over to them from where he was apologizing to the man he’d stabbed in the foot. Tyler went to his packs and found the herbs he knew would dull the pain and quicken the healing for the man’s foot. He walked over and handed them to Jim. “This should help.” Jim nodded and went to work bandaging the foot. “You’ve even got the same character as your father,” he said without looking up. “How’s that?” “The day he saved my life, my pack had come upon three cats in the Blue Woods. I managed to end up under a lion. Luke had been in the area and heard the fighting. He got the lion off of me, but kept the others from killing it afterwards. Its pack had run off and when it shifted back, we all noticed the man had a cut along his side. You dad tossed him a sack of herbs and told him to leave. That’s when your mother came out of the woods and they proceeded to take care of me.” Tyler smiled. “Your pack just let the man leave?” Brad grinned. “We were all too shocked by your father’s gesture to do much of anything.” Tyler excused himself as he looked around for Heidi and found her leaning back against the tree she’d been in, her arms wrapped around herself. “Are you alright?” Heidi shook her head and let him pull her in a hug. He rested his chin on her head and rubbed her back. “It’s all fine, now. They won’t try to take you. You didn’t get hurt, did you?” She shook her head again. “This is just a lot to take in?” She nodded. Tyler took her hand and led her back to the fire. He wrinkled his nose at the sight of the burnt eggs. “I guess we’ll be eating bread after all,” he mumbled and she couldn’t help but smile. Tyler wrapped a blanket around her shoulders and sat beside her. He looked up as John joined them. “It looks like your bloodlines are paying off. They’ve decided to leave Heidi with us.” Tyler grunted. “She would have stayed with us regardless.” He grinned at his friend. “Great throw, by the way.” John shrugged and took a piece of bread. “Tyler, can we have a word?” Chris motioned for him to come see him. Tyler stopped at the feel of Heidi’s hand on his leg. He smiled down at her. “No worries.” Chris waited until they were standing side by side, looking back toward the fire and Heidi. “I’m leaving her in your charge.” Tyler nodded. “If she goes rogue, it won’t matter who your parents are and how well liked they might be; I’ll hold you responsible and make sure you’re held accountable.” Tyler looked the elder Maj in the eyes. Whatever Chris saw, he frowned. “Alright, Chris, he’s all set.” Jim and Brad shook Tyler’s hand. “If you remember, try to tell your father we say hello.” Tyler nodded. He stood and watched until the small pack had made its way out of sight before letting himself relax and heading back to the fire. He caught the piece of cheese John lobbed in his direction. “We need to get out of this area.” He frowned and looked at Heidi. “We also need to find you some clothes. There’s no denying what you are when you’re dressed like that.” John nodded. “I know a couple of sisters that live not too far from here. Mina is about the same size as you.” He glanced at Tyler. “They’re cats, mind you.” Tyler raised an eyebrow. “They live here?” John nodded. “They were travelling after the war and decided they liked it down here.”
“And why did you think you should bring up the fact that they were Namael?” John shrugged. “I’m not sure what your take is on them. It’s never come up.” “Do you want to know why my father let that lion go all those years ago?” His friend nodded. “It’s because he was raised by tigers.” He grinned as John’s eyes widened into hazel saucers. “My aunt and uncle are tigers. I have no issues whatsoever with cats in general. Now, would these sisters live anywhere near Growlen?” John nodded. “About five days out.” Tyler smiled. “Well, then, I think the plan is to find these sisters and head to Growlen so we can top up our supplies. While we’re there, we’ll try to find someone who might be able to point us in the direction of a cross stone.” He dug into his pack and found a clean dark green tunic. Heidi took it as he handed it to her. “Put it on and tuck it in. It might help you blend in a bit until we can get you some clothes that fit.” He watched as she pulled it over her head. “The closer we get to Growlen, the more packs we have a chance of running into. Try to stay calm and act as though you belong here.” He smiled. John kicked dirt over the fire to put it out before they headed off in search of the Namael sisters.About Mireille Chester:
Wife, mother, author. That pretty much sums it up. :) I am a fantasy author who loves to spend time in made up worlds filled with magic. I am a firm believer that no hero is perfect and that all villains are burdened with a tiny shred of humanity. While I write my Adult and YA novels under the name Mireille Chester, I am now writing a middle grade series under the name M.G. Chester.
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July 18, 2014
COVER REVEAL OF “The Art of Death” by Derek Dorr
This novella is the second book in the Christian Rinaldi series, it is a novella about character Alex, from Cleansing Evil. This thriller Novella is titled "The Art of Death" the release date is set for August 1st 2014.
BLURB: Coming Soon
Derek was raised in a small town in Down East Maine and after traveling for most of his early 20's, he returned to Maine to settle down and raise a family. He is now a married father of the three best children he could ever hope to have. He discovered his passion for story telling via writing in his early teens but didn't start writing professionally until nearly a decade later. He chose to become a ghost writer and write for other people rather than writing under his own name until last year. During his ghost writing period, he completed 6 novels and 100s of articles in various fields. In early 2014, with significant support from his wife, Janene, he took the plunge and released his first books under his own name. Derek released "The Pilot Program" in May of 2014 as a nonfiction work aimed at helping others who suffer from panic attacks, anxiety or depression. Its publication coincided…Author links.
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July 15, 2014
Double Cover Reveal: Striking and Brazing by Lila Felix and Rachel Higginson
About Striking:Can two hearts be forged into one?
Cami Montgomery stole a car and smashed it into the front of a building in upscale Beverly Hills after a lousy date with the epitome of sleaze balls. The worst part, her parents are following through on threats after this latest plea for attention. Banished from her L.A. paradise and plunged into the Appalachian Mountains with her industrious aunt and uncle, Cami is about to find out how precious life really is.
Stockton Wright has been thrust into a hard life. He sacrifices everything to give his family and community what they need. He’s exhausted from life and work—and he’s only twenty four. What he needs is some change, and some sunshine. Even he will agree to that. He just doesn’t expect to find it in a stuck up, pompous, entitled Californian.
Cami bursts into Stockton’s life like wildfire, consuming all his thoughts and tangling him in her web. What starts out as a contentious rivalry evolves into a desire neither of them expected. When hammer meets metal, will they crack under pressure or be forged as one?
Cami and Stockton might just end up being exactly what the other one needs, but first their love will have to be drawn out in fire.
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About Brazing: Blurb coming soon!Release date: Early September 2014
June 30, 2014
Little Black Book by Tabatha Vargo and Melissa Andrea
BLURB...
My name’s Sebastian Black, and I want to buy you. I could have any woman I want, but I choose you.
NO RELATIONSHIP, JUST SEX.
Here’s my offer…
I’ll put your name in my LITTLE BLACK BOOK, and when I want you, I’ll call you. When I call, you’re going to come, in more ways than one. It will be mutually pleasurable for both of us.
There are only two rules:
DON'T EVER DENY ME.DON'T FALL IN LOVE.
If you do either, I’ll remove you from my book and payment stops.
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June 22, 2014
Undeniably Chosen Cover Reveal!!
Synopsis:Ava has watched her parents, Caleb and Maggie, live the perfect fairy tale, the perfect love story, played out in front of her eyes her entire life. Her family is love, life, and happiness. The Jacobsons are everything a family should be and Ava is loved and well taken care of. But the one thing that’s missing from her life is the one thing she’s waited for every day, the one thing her kind knows will make them complete, the one thing they thought was gone and lost forever.
Her significant.
Seth has lived with the Watsons his entire life. They’re the only family he knows, but he knows that there are things they keep from him. He knows that they lie and they do unspeakable evil, things from when he was a child that he can barely remember that cling to the edges of his memory. He barely remembers his real mother and all he knows is what he’s told. He doesn’t know what to trust. He wants to believe that the Watsons love and care for him, have his best interest at heart, but isn’t so sure of that anymore when he finally—after a lifetime of waiting for her—meets his soulmate, and the Watson’s first act is to try to take her away from him.
The Virtuoso worlds collide, hearts are exposed, humans are endangered, and the lives of Seth and Ava are changed forever. They’ll have to love without judgment or reservation, they’ll have to be wise and accepting beyond their years, they’ll have to forgive for things before they’ve even happened, they’ll have to trust without seeing, have faith without knowing, and they’ll have to light their own way in the dark when everyone else is blind to show them the way. And more than anything else…
they’ll fight like hell to keep each other.
Excerpt:
“I don’t know if I can even sleep tonight,” I muttered and rubbed at my arms. They were restless. “I can already feel myself twitching.”
“Tomorrow…” Dad began, but stopped. He sighed forcefully and tightened his fists. “I’ll go find him and make him come here if he doesn’t come on his own.”
“Dad, you didn’t see him. He was…” I bit into my lip hard. Just talking about him was making me ache all over. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe.
I heard Mom say, “Baby, I think we need to stop talking about this. It’s just making things worse for her.”
“I know, but…maybe I should go over there. Maybe I should try to find him and—you know what? No.” I looked up to find him looking down at me. “I’m not going to do that. It has to be his choice until it’s not. I’ll give him until tomorrow to be the good guy. If he doesn’t, then I’ll go get him and make him. I can tell by looking at you that you want to have faith in him.”
“You didn’t see him, Dad,” I reiterated. “He wanted this. He was worried about me. He’ll come. He’ll find me.” I hoped. “If what you said is true, then he didn’t choose any of what happened. He’s not a Watson.”
“But he’s lived with them his whole life,” Mom reasoned. “We have no idea the things they’ve done to him, the things they’ve made him do. We have to be cautious. You have to cautious.” She went into the kitchen and I heard a pill bottle shake before she came back. “Here. Take these. They’ll help you sleep tonight. They were Grans,” she said softly.
I ached as the pills went down. I heard Rodney coming in the back door loudly. Dad went right to him and put his hand on his chest to stop him. They whispered back and forth and Rodney looked at me over Dad’s shoulder. Dad wasn’t going to be able to stop him. He didn’t know that, but I did.
“Come on, Dad,” Rodney said gruffly and looked at him right in his face. “Move.”
He pushed his Champion gently in the shoulder and I watched Dad’s stunned face as he watched Rodney come and sweep we up in his big brotherly arms on the couch. He said low in my ear, but I knew that they still could hear, “Tell me who I have to hurt. Who is this guy and why isn’t he here with you right now?”
I looked at Dad and he looked so amused and bemused all at once. He waved me on and leaned his hip against the counter, pulling Mom into the ‘v’ of his legs so he could wrap his arms around her from behind. I heard her so sigh loud and hated that I was causing them so much distress.
“Seth,” I explained. “Seth Watson,” I said with as much gumption as I could muster.
His eyes rounded. I told him everything and he tightened his arms on me as he listened.
“Okay,” he said and kicked his shoes off the end of the couch. Mom was two seconds from scolding him when he asked, “So where is he? He should be here.” Like fate usually worked, there was a knock on the front door. An insistent knock. Dad shot me a look before taking a loaded breath. I started to shake and stood from the couch quickly. It was him; I knew it like I knew my own name.“Ava, wait,” he told me.
“Dad.”
“You, sit,” he said in his Champion voice. “I’ll answer and let him in. What if the Watsons were planning something and knew you’d run to the door to answer it thinking it was him? We know nothing about him yet. Until we do, we go at this with caution.” I sighed. I hated that I had to look at my significant with anything but reverence, but Daddy was right. I mean, I was the one that had run right out of the coffee shop this afternoon. “I mean it, baby girl,” he said softly.
Rodney turned me to look at him and held my upper arms in his hands. “If he hurts you, I can’t be held account for what I do.”
“I love you, you know that?” I replied and kissed his cheek. I tried to smile, but think I failed epically when he put one arm around my shoulders and tugged me close, as if to shield me from whatever or whoever was coming.
Dad had to know I was anxious—he didn’t make me wait. He went to the door quickly. I could hear them in the other room with deep, urgent tones. My significant.
And then there he was.
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June 13, 2014
Blood & Roses by Cozie W. Harmon Blog Tour!!
*This post contains sexual content*
BLURB:
Caught in a cycle of life, death and rebirth…
Cursed with immortality, Nicolei believes the vampire blood coursing through his veins means he will forever be alone. As he prowls through the countryside, draining peasants one after another, his hatred for his existence only grows. Until one night fate shows him a life of possibilities with a beauty that deserved more than a dingy tavern. Claiming Katarina was easy; taming her was more of a challenge. She would be the life or death of him with her mischief, but her bewitching ways would keep him chasing her for centuries.
Is it merely Déjà vu or fate that brings us together?
Rispa takes refuge in New Orleans during a desperate attempt to escape a treacherous life with her sadistic husband, Thorn. Drawn to the Big Easy by an unknown force, she prays the spirits said to haunt the city will protect her. Her senses come alive while walking the streets of the French Quarter, and an intriguingly familiar woman named Onyx enters her life. As their passions rise, whispered voices and memories of the past help unlock the secrets of their souls…
Immortal or mortal, can love truly last the ages?
EXCERPT:
CHAPTER SIX
Onyx woke as the sun’s bright rays pierced the room. Stumbling out of bed, she cursed under her breath for not closing the curtains the night before. With one hand over her eyes to shield them from the light, she made her way to the windows pulling the curtains closed. Welcoming the darkness again, she approached the bed to gaze at the lovely Rispa, still in peaceful slumber. The last twelve hours sent her life into a whirlwind. A woman she’d dreamt about walked into her life yesterday. It’d started out as a normal day. Today she felt like she was stumbling down a long black top road, not knowing what might jump out in front of her. Rispa’d started a chain reaction of events when she entered the shop yesterday. Okay, here was the damsel to rescue, now what? After hearing Rispa’s story, Onyx knew a battle was yet to come. Onyx was aware of their past lives together. She’d dreamt of this woman her entire life and knew Rispa was the one she’d been chasing for centuries, one lifetime after another. They would be born, find each other and end tragically at the hands of their enemy time and time again. I always have to rescue her. And here once again, it’s him. Do we have to do this every time?Onyx returned to bed and snuggled beside the sleeping. Trying to fall asleep again, she realized she’d been waiting for Rispa by the water in her dream, but she never came. She wondered if she concentrated now, could she find Rispa in her reverie and take her back to the beginning where they first met all those centuries ago. Traveling back to that time might open Rispa’s eyes to the connection between them. When sleep overcame Onyx again she searched for Rispa through the dimensions of her dreams. She had a hunch as to where to find her. Rispa was still a lost soul adrift in this lifetime, so Onyx went to the one place she knew was a safe haven—the clearing in the woods.Making her way through the trees Onyx saw Rispa sitting in the middle of the clearing, knees drawn to her chest. A dark shadow loomed over her, keeping her captive. She made her way toward Rispa as the shadow shrank back and disappeared. When they were in this dimension together, the smoky apparition was powerless.Onyx moved like lightning to Rispa and placed a hand on her shoulder. She called Rispa by her first given name, “Katarina.” Rispa looked over her shoulder to see Onyx standing behind her. She struggled to stand like she was trying to escape a puddle of molasses.
Facing one another, Onyx looked deep into Rispa’s soul through the windows of her eyes hoping for recognition. When their eyes locked and their souls met, the trees around them and the ground beneath them faded away. The dimensions of the shared dream shifted as time unwound. The trees around them were replaced by buildings and the dirt beneath them turned into cobblestone streets.
The two found themselves in a dim alleyway. Onyx pushed Rispa against the crumbling exterior of a building. Rispa’s hands were pinned above her head, held tight in Onyx’s grip. Looking down, Rispa realized she was wearing a long burgundy velvet dress. As she wiggled beneath Onyx’s hold, she found it was hard to breathe. She felt the laces of the corset pressing into her back and how tight it cinched around her waist.“Am I dreaming?” Rispa asked.Onyx fed more of her weight to Rispa, putting her lips to her ear. “A dream you say?”Rispa tried to move, but every time she did, Onyx pushed harder against her.She felt Onyx’s breath in her ear again. It caused goose bumps to form on her arms. “Do you remember the very first time we met…Katarina?”Struggling against Onyx’s vice-like grip, Rispa tried to free herself. It was no use. She was no match for Onyx’s strength. “What did you call me?”“I called you Katarina. You must remember that name,” Onyx’s lips traced a kiss on her neck.Rispa’s heart raced. Her pulse beat rampant. Warmth spread throughout her body causing her to feel her own blood coursing through every vein in her body. The mortar from the bricks pierced her skin through the soft fabric of her dress as Onyx ground her hips against her. Memories flooded Rispa’s mind. “Yes, I know who you are.”Onyx repositioned Rispa’s wrists so she could hold them with one hand. She used her other to lift Rispa’s dress high enough to put her hand beneath it. Once her palm touched Rispa’s flesh, she moved it up, teasing.Rispa moaned in pleasure. Onyx kissed the pulsating vein of Rispa’s neck and sucked the skin between her teeth.
Onyx’s mouth watered with anticipation, breathing in innocence and the metallic scent of blood. She moved her hand up Rispa’s thigh, pausing to press her thumb hard against the pulsating artery on the inside. She felt heat emanating from between Rispa’s legs. Tugging harder at the silky skin of her neck, Onyx suppressed the urge to rip her skin to shreds. Instead she quickened her rhythm, rocking her hips harder and faster against Rispa. As a scream escaped Rispa’s lips, Onyx slowed her pace, moving her hand upward to the moist folds of Rispa’s sex. She rubbed back and forth until Rispa was so drenched she could hear the slippery connection. With her thumb on Rispa’s clit, she pressed down hard, and slid her finger deep inside her channel. Onyx’s body responded as the crotch of her pants became soaked. Rispa clenched around Onyx’s fingers as they moved in perfect rhythm thrusting in and out. Their climaxes built as sweat beaded on their skin. It was a slow passionate heat rising from the core and spreading throughout every inch of their bodies. Energy glowed around the two, illuminating the darkness with bright blue light.
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BLURB:
Caught in a cycle of life, death and rebirth…
Cursed with immortality, Nicolei believes the vampire blood coursing through his veins means he will forever be alone. As he prowls through the countryside, draining peasants one after another, his hatred for his existence only grows. Until one night fate shows him a life of possibilities with a beauty that deserved more than a dingy tavern. Claiming Katarina was easy; taming her was more of a challenge. She would be the life or death of him with her mischief, but her bewitching ways would keep him chasing her for centuries.
Is it merely Déjà vu or fate that brings us together?
Rispa takes refuge in New Orleans during a desperate attempt to escape a treacherous life with her sadistic husband, Thorn. Drawn to the Big Easy by an unknown force, she prays the spirits said to haunt the city will protect her. Her senses come alive while walking the streets of the French Quarter, and an intriguingly familiar woman named Onyx enters her life. As their passions rise, whispered voices and memories of the past help unlock the secrets of their souls…
Immortal or mortal, can love truly last the ages?
EXCERPT:
CHAPTER SIX
Onyx woke as the sun’s bright rays pierced the room. Stumbling out of bed, she cursed under her breath for not closing the curtains the night before. With one hand over her eyes to shield them from the light, she made her way to the windows pulling the curtains closed. Welcoming the darkness again, she approached the bed to gaze at the lovely Rispa, still in peaceful slumber. The last twelve hours sent her life into a whirlwind. A woman she’d dreamt about walked into her life yesterday. It’d started out as a normal day. Today she felt like she was stumbling down a long black top road, not knowing what might jump out in front of her. Rispa’d started a chain reaction of events when she entered the shop yesterday. Okay, here was the damsel to rescue, now what? After hearing Rispa’s story, Onyx knew a battle was yet to come. Onyx was aware of their past lives together. She’d dreamt of this woman her entire life and knew Rispa was the one she’d been chasing for centuries, one lifetime after another. They would be born, find each other and end tragically at the hands of their enemy time and time again. I always have to rescue her. And here once again, it’s him. Do we have to do this every time?Onyx returned to bed and snuggled beside the sleeping. Trying to fall asleep again, she realized she’d been waiting for Rispa by the water in her dream, but she never came. She wondered if she concentrated now, could she find Rispa in her reverie and take her back to the beginning where they first met all those centuries ago. Traveling back to that time might open Rispa’s eyes to the connection between them. When sleep overcame Onyx again she searched for Rispa through the dimensions of her dreams. She had a hunch as to where to find her. Rispa was still a lost soul adrift in this lifetime, so Onyx went to the one place she knew was a safe haven—the clearing in the woods.Making her way through the trees Onyx saw Rispa sitting in the middle of the clearing, knees drawn to her chest. A dark shadow loomed over her, keeping her captive. She made her way toward Rispa as the shadow shrank back and disappeared. When they were in this dimension together, the smoky apparition was powerless.Onyx moved like lightning to Rispa and placed a hand on her shoulder. She called Rispa by her first given name, “Katarina.” Rispa looked over her shoulder to see Onyx standing behind her. She struggled to stand like she was trying to escape a puddle of molasses.
Facing one another, Onyx looked deep into Rispa’s soul through the windows of her eyes hoping for recognition. When their eyes locked and their souls met, the trees around them and the ground beneath them faded away. The dimensions of the shared dream shifted as time unwound. The trees around them were replaced by buildings and the dirt beneath them turned into cobblestone streets.
The two found themselves in a dim alleyway. Onyx pushed Rispa against the crumbling exterior of a building. Rispa’s hands were pinned above her head, held tight in Onyx’s grip. Looking down, Rispa realized she was wearing a long burgundy velvet dress. As she wiggled beneath Onyx’s hold, she found it was hard to breathe. She felt the laces of the corset pressing into her back and how tight it cinched around her waist.“Am I dreaming?” Rispa asked.Onyx fed more of her weight to Rispa, putting her lips to her ear. “A dream you say?”Rispa tried to move, but every time she did, Onyx pushed harder against her.She felt Onyx’s breath in her ear again. It caused goose bumps to form on her arms. “Do you remember the very first time we met…Katarina?”Struggling against Onyx’s vice-like grip, Rispa tried to free herself. It was no use. She was no match for Onyx’s strength. “What did you call me?”“I called you Katarina. You must remember that name,” Onyx’s lips traced a kiss on her neck.Rispa’s heart raced. Her pulse beat rampant. Warmth spread throughout her body causing her to feel her own blood coursing through every vein in her body. The mortar from the bricks pierced her skin through the soft fabric of her dress as Onyx ground her hips against her. Memories flooded Rispa’s mind. “Yes, I know who you are.”Onyx repositioned Rispa’s wrists so she could hold them with one hand. She used her other to lift Rispa’s dress high enough to put her hand beneath it. Once her palm touched Rispa’s flesh, she moved it up, teasing.Rispa moaned in pleasure. Onyx kissed the pulsating vein of Rispa’s neck and sucked the skin between her teeth.
Onyx’s mouth watered with anticipation, breathing in innocence and the metallic scent of blood. She moved her hand up Rispa’s thigh, pausing to press her thumb hard against the pulsating artery on the inside. She felt heat emanating from between Rispa’s legs. Tugging harder at the silky skin of her neck, Onyx suppressed the urge to rip her skin to shreds. Instead she quickened her rhythm, rocking her hips harder and faster against Rispa. As a scream escaped Rispa’s lips, Onyx slowed her pace, moving her hand upward to the moist folds of Rispa’s sex. She rubbed back and forth until Rispa was so drenched she could hear the slippery connection. With her thumb on Rispa’s clit, she pressed down hard, and slid her finger deep inside her channel. Onyx’s body responded as the crotch of her pants became soaked. Rispa clenched around Onyx’s fingers as they moved in perfect rhythm thrusting in and out. Their climaxes built as sweat beaded on their skin. It was a slow passionate heat rising from the core and spreading throughout every inch of their bodies. Energy glowed around the two, illuminating the darkness with bright blue light.
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June 6, 2014
June 3, 2014
Reclaiming Souls Blog Tour!!
Reclaiming Souls Media KitArielle Caldwell participated in NaNoWriMo in November 2013. Reclaiming Souls is the finished product. It’s a New Adult Paranormal novel. Make sure to follow her on Facebookor Twitterto keep up with upcoming release dates! Also, be sure to check out her websiteor reach her through email.
Synopsis: When a person dies, sometimes, they are given judgment and sent straight to heaven or hell. Most sit in purgatory while a select few are given a second chance at life. If they screw up and awaken the monster that sleeps dormant inside us all, it’s my job to reclaim their soul and set the balance of nature right again. My name is Devalynn Rose. After my death, I have been tasked as a Soul Collector.
Kale swept into my afterlife when he got his second chance. While watching his judgment, I cannot unlock my eyes from his. I am left stunned with feelings of déjà vu.
Kellin is also a Collector. We connect on a deeper level and I can’t help the feelings that overwhelm me for him.
Reclaiming souls is a faulty system that desperately needs repair. I am left with two options...to lose my memory and reform the system or keep my memory and nothing changes. With time ticking away, I need to make a choice...but which one?
Follow Devalynn as she fights her way through her afterlife and tries to save those that mean the most to her.
It didn’t take long for my heart to stop beating. My eyes closed for the last time and death became me...but it wasn’t the end of my life. ~Devalynn
Excerpt:
I followed him to the edge of everything, where the stars began and the pavement ended. I stopped, frozen to the spot. “It’s okay, you won’t fall. Nothing is going to happen to you,” he reached out for my hand as he jumped out and onto a star. I landed on one behind him and he was right. I didn’t fall. “This is beautiful,” I huffed out as I followed behind him and jumped from star to star.“Just wait, it gets better,” he yelled back to me. I jumped onto a small one, my foot barely fitting on it. I wobbled and put my hands out to balance me. We did this for a while. Before I knew it, we were completely surrounded by nothingness. There were some planets around us and we sat on one of the moons as it circled around. For the first time all day, I felt relaxed and completely calm.“So, do you like it?” he cocked his head to the side, gauging my answer as he rested back on his elbows.“I love it. Thank you for bringing me here. I needed this. No one around, nothing to bother me; I don’t have to think about working.” I laid back on the ground of the small moon and watched the stars swirl around above us. I counted three shooting stars within just seconds of each other. “Do you like it up here?”“It beats being down there, that’s for sure. Why?”“I don’t know, just wondering. I want to remember earth and what it was like to be alive but I can’t.”“Dev, you have to stop beating yourself up over it.”“I know.” He laid down next to me and held my hand. There we were; two unbeating hearts, two souls, two people just floating around the solar system. I never wanted to leave that moment.#
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June 1, 2014
Emerald Destiny by Allie Burke
Blurb: What happens when the girl you’ve loved since you were six-years old runs away from you, effectively breaking your heart again? Evan is about to find out.
Nineteen-year old Evan spends his time in the woods of Dare Forest where the trees have personality, as close to Abby as he can be. But love has a cruel master and everyone around him has forbidden he contact her.
Abby’s nights are stressed with her Enchanter life, her dreaded nightmares, and her enduring will to save her brother from his own inner darkness. But when Evan speaks to her for the first time in fourteen years, she finds his voice too painful to bear.
Countless times before them, the union between their opposing families has failed and caused unfathomable destruction. The love in their hearts strives to be together forever, but will their destinies break them apart?
Allie Burke’s second novel in The Enchanters Series breaks through the Paranormal Romance genre to not just entertain her readers but empower and inspire them to embrace the momentous question: What would you do when faced with an impossible love?
My review:When Allie announced that it had been done, that the second book in her series was available for purchase, I immediately went and got my copy. I hadn't read 'Violet Midnight' yet; it was sitting on my Kobo, patiently awaiting one of my lazy days to be read. I'll even admit that I didn't even read the synopsis or description, I just clicked purchase and put it on my Kobo beside its sibling.
So when I finished reading 'Violet Midnight' yesterday afternoon, I smiled to myself and thought, 'perfect, I can start on the next one'. Now, I don't want to spoil it for people who haven't read the first one, so to put it vaguely, when the pages on my screen stopped turning, all I could think about was that because of their bloodlines, those kids were going to have unbelievable powers. I loaded 'Emeral Destiny', started reading, and grinned.
I love that Allie decided to focus on Abby, Daniel and Evan in this book. Not only was the storyline great, it really felt as though she'd settled into her style of writing. The twists were brilliant, the descriptions amazing, and the characters real. I absolutely love the world she's created and can't wait to get the third book when it comes out.
If you love romance, adventure, and magic, Allie Burke is the author for you.
Bio: An American novelist from Burbank, California, Allie Burke writes books she can’t find in the bookstore. Having been recognized as writing a “kickass book that defies the genre it’s in”, Allie writes with a prose that has been labeled poetic and ethereal.Her life is a beautiful disaster, flowered with the harrowing existence of inherited eccentricity, a murderous family history, a faithful literature addiction, and the intricate darkness of true love. These are the enchanting experiences that inspire Allie’s fairytales.
From some coffee shop in Los Angeles, she is working on her next novel. Book 3 of the Enchanters series will be published by Booktrope Editions late Spring 2014. To learn more,visit Allie at http://allieburke.wordpress.com
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