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Writing With Maps and Outlines

I used to be one of those writers who just had a good idea for a character or a story and then went at it, hoping the story would unfold itself. I swore that this was my method, because if I planned it, it took the passion out of the story.

As I grow in the craft and as a published author, I realize that this was totally wrong.

I have begun mapping out everything.

Sure, the general storyline begins as an idea, but there are several things I do to create a good story.

Character profiles – I make my own, but you can find character profile templates online. This makes it so that you know everything from the color of their eyes, to their favorite food, to their quirks and habits.

 

With a character profile, you can go back when you forget what color the minor character’s eyes are or what their last name is. There are many, many advantages to having character profiles for every character.

 

I map out the world I’m am writing in – If it is a fictional world, write down everything about it. Example, the community of Arcadia Falls in The Vampire Hunter’s Daughter is fictional, I created my own town and everything in it is completely from my own mind. The map will describe the main points of the town.

 

In Keeper vs. Reaper, the city of Summer Hollow is a real town with a fictional name. I grew up in this town and know every inch of it. However, I did a lot of research on the town as it is now and outlined specific things like streets where I want people to live.

 

Outline the events of the book – From the setting, to the plot to the climax to the conclusion. Write it down.

 

I do my outlining chapter by chapter, giving a mini description of what I want to happen. But, some people just do a minor blurb of the entire book, either way will help as long as you have those points I mentioned earlier.

 

Map the series – This is important and I have discovered it the hard way. I never expected The Vampire Hunter’s Daughter to be as loved as it is. It began as a short story that I just wanted to put out for fun, but then it took off like wildfire. I had no idea where the story was going in the long run. So … with Keeper vs. Reaper I outlined the entire nine book series.

 

Knowing where I’m going with the whole series has been a plus on many levels. One very, very important point is character building. I have characters in the first book that will be main characters in future books, so I am developing them starting in the first book.

 

Another reason to do this is that you can put little things in the first books, that are clues to what will happen in the later books and you have it all written down so if you forget about it, you can refer to your outline.

 

If you take the time to outline, it builds your characters and strengthens your story. On top of that, you will be surprised at how fast it all comes out when you already know what is going to happen. I have found that I write much, much faster when I have my outlines to follow.

Life Offline

It has been a while since I’ve posted a blog. There are a couple of reasons for my absence and lack of updating the website.

First of all, we bought a house, with property, and have been busy with the move. The move happened at the same time as school was starting for my kids. They had to switch to new schools which made things even more crazy as I tried to get them registered and find out about busses and all that fun stuff.

The second reason is that I have not hooked up our internet, we are running off our phones. I chose to do it this way because we can only get satellite internet out here and also because I eliminated all video games from my household (except hubby) and severely cut the television hours.

What I’ve discovered by taking away internet, video games and television is that my whole family, including myself, are more productive in everything else.

First off, my kids play outside, using their imaginations! They are also reading (Thank you, God!) and their behavior at home and school is ten times better than it was.
My husband never really watched much television, his video game times are limited to a couple of evenings on his days off and he rarely uses the internet except on his phone.

Me, on the other hand, have discovered that I can get soooo much more done when the internet is not accessible. Yes, I can get online if I need to, but I don’t do it unless I need to, which has resulted in so much more writing getting done!

In addition to that, I am a lot more active. I have this huge yard that needs taken care of and my usual housework, so I am constantly on the move when I’m not writing. I found I can do a ton of things off line (like write this blog) and then upload it later.

I do have help with my FB pages and a few other things, but for the most part I don’t need to be online at all.

I like it this way.  Oh, did I mention I also have more time for reading, since I’m getting more writing done?

I am happy with the choices we have made for the family since the move. It has been a positive change for everyone.

Pre-order for Blood Warrior (Arcadia Falls Chronicles #4) on Amazon Now

 

Hey Vampire Hunter’s Daughter fans, you can now pre-order Blood Warrior, The Arcadia Falls Chronicles #4

Releases October 20th and you can get it on pre-order or during the first week only for 99¢

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Keeper vs. Reaper is Available Now (Early Release)

The day we have been waiting for is finally here! Keeper vs. Reaper is now available!

For right now, it is only available on Amazon, the rest of the retailers will release on August 12th as planned, but you can still pre-order if you like.

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The Blue Effect by Rose Shababy: Cover Reveal Day

Oh my gosh! You all have no idea how long I’ve been sitting on this and waiting to show you this amazing cover for The Blue Effect. This book is written by the wonderful Author Rose Shababy.

Here it is! The Blue Effect

 

Blue Brennan is jaded and bitter despite her pinup girl looks and quick wit. Night after night, she scours the Seattle club scene looking for someone or something to fill the emptiness inside.

When she meets the mysterious Kasey, her world stops… literally. He claims she has the ability to control time and stuns her even further when he reveals his own gifts.

Blue is inexplicably drawn to Kasey and reluctantly enters his world filled with a new breed of humanity. They’re misfits like her, blessed or cursed with powerful abilities, struggling to hide their differences from the rest of society.

Then the group discovers a nameless, faceless sociopath with nightmarish powers; and he’s coming for Blue. She’s left reeling when they discover her gifts are the key to defeating his terrible evil and saving them all.

Now she must race against the clock to harness her own powers and save her new friends. Can she be more than a renegade? Can she be a hero too?

 

 

Cover art by the fabulous Regina Wamba of Mae I Design and Photography

 

 

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Keeper vs. Reaper Pre-order/purchase Giveaway

Would you like to win a one night stay in a bed & breakfast in YOUR area? Well here is your chance. Make sure to read the details below carefully.

Details for the Keeper vs. Reaper pre-order giveaway

-Entries will be accepted until September 1st.

- Winner will be chosen on Sept 5th.

-To qualify for the B&B stay you must live in the United States.

-You must be 21 years of age to enter and winner must be able to verify their age.

- Date of B&B stay is February 2015. The actual date will set by Jack and Lucy who will discuss it with the winner to see which days would be best for them.

- The custom wine and chocolate will be waiting for the lucky winner at the B&B

- The only items covered in this win are the cost of ONE night stay in the bed & breakfast, the wine and the chocolate, which will be waiting for the winner at the B&B when they arrive. Winner is responsible for getting to the location, spending money, meals, ect.

-Winner is responsible for any damages or incurred costs during their stay at the B&B.

 

How to Enter

To make this super easy, we are just going to do a rafflecopter, so click the link to enter. Again, I am going to state that you must be 21 years of age to enter and winner must be able to verify their age.

There are several ways to enter, however one is to pre order or purchase (after release on Aug 12th) Keeper vs. Reaper. Unfortunately, there is no pre-order for Amazon, but the iTunes / iBooks app and the Nook app are free to download. These apps can be used on devices like tablets, phones, and computers. It will eventually be up on Kobo, but I just got information that Kobo is backed up since they are dealing with all the integration from Sony.

Apple / Nook

Pre order print copies HERE!

The price is 99¢ for pre-orders and the first two weeks after release ONLY and then will go to it’s normal price of 3.99.

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When her father died, Lucy Mae Estmond inherited the family business. She has known all of her life that she would be in line to watch over the souls of the recently passed, keeping them safe from the Reapers.

The soul eating Reapers have been a plague upon the Earth, stealing souls and leaving the Keepers as the only thing that stands between Heaven and Hell. The factions despise each other and have warred for generations.

Then Lucy discovers an ancient legend predicting the arrival of the Chosen One, destined to bring forth an end to the Reapers. The surprises continue when she realizes she is that person. For Lucy, being the Chosen One doesn’t change much. Fighting Reapers is just another day in the life of a Keeper.

When she meets Jack Walker, they both realize they have an insane, mutual attraction. Too bad that he’s been sent to prevent the prophecy from coming true. His only mission: to kill the Chosen One.

 

 

 

 

 

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READ THE FIRST CHAPTER

This book is recommended for 18+

(Sorry for the lack of indents, its how it pasted in here. Smashwords, Apple I know for sure have a preview option where you can preview up to chapter 4)

 

CHAPTER ONE
Jack

 

Jackson Walker peeled open his eyes when the morning sun came streaming through his bedroom window.
“Fuck.” He ripped the black cotton sheet away from his naked body and staggered toward the windows. Once he maneuvered past the maze of clothing on the floor he grasped the heavy drapes and yanked them shut.
With a groan, he detoured to the kitchen instead of going back to bed. “Fucking cheap ass beer,” he muttered under his breath as his feet hit the cold tile of the kitchen floor. The tiny little house actually had a decent kitchen in it, not that it mattered to him, since he hated cooking and avoided any sort of kitchen activity … unless it involved a blond with nice rack, then activities in the kitchen were acceptable.
At the ancient porcelain sink he reached up and grabbed the bottle of aspirin off the window sill. He poured three into his hand and popped them into his mouth, following up by chugging a gigantic tumbler of water.
“Hey baby.”
He heard the sugary voice of the woman behind him and wished he had sent her home the night before. The awkward business of sending them home the next day was one of those things Jack never looked forward to. Not that he really cared about their feelings. It was more of an inconvenience than anything.
He turned around and leaned against the sink, giving her full view of his nakedness. She stood in the doorway to the kitchen, his white cotton tee shirt covering her more than amazing upper body. He noticed she had also slipped the tiny wisp of black fabric she called panties back on. Briefly he wondered how they were even still in one piece after the night before.
“What are you looking at?” He asked her, knowing full well exactly where her eyes had gone. The glossy look of lust that Jack was more than familiar with appeared in her eyes as she ran her gaze from his eyes, down over his taut muscles and finally settling below his midsection. She licked her bottom lip and bit down on it gently before gliding toward him.
Jack felt the sudden rush of blood as he grew hard, knowing that Janet … or Janice, was ready for another round. He waited for her to come to him. She crossed the kitchen, tossing her long dark hair behind her shoulder just before she pushed herself up against him.
“Let’s go back to bed,” she whispered, rubbing her tee shirt covered breasts against his naked chest.
Jack groaned as his erection pushed against her panties. “Right here seems fine with me.” He whispered in her ear, bending down to grasp her legs and lift her up so that he could more efficiently grind himself against her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and tilted her head back with a moan. Jack could feel her panties almost dripping with want for him already. Any man would have a hard time turning that down. With ease, he spun around and set her tiny ass on the edge of the counter, yanking her legs forward so that his erection pushed hard between her thighs.
Reaching down, she lifted his tee shirt up over her enormous breasts. Jack knew they were fake, but they were still down right amazing. Over the head with the shirt and onto the floor, leaving Janet … or Janice, God why wasn’t he better with names, in only her tiny black panties. Deciding instantly that she wasn’t going home with those intact, he ran his finger across the inside, grazing her sweet spot. With a sudden gasp she arched her back, thrusting herself toward him. At that moment he curled his finger around the fabric and yanked. The string of lace at the hip popped loose and he pulled them all the way down her leg and over the toe where the ruined panties joined the discarded shirt.
Before he went any further, he felt around below the edge of the counter, searching for the handle of the drawer he filled with junk from his pockets. He knew there was a condom in there somewhere. If not, he was going to have to take her back to the bedroom because there was no way he was fucking anyone without a condom. He didn’t have a clue where most of the women he was with had been and furthermore, the very last thing he needed was to knock someone up.
Better safe than sorry.
His hand shuffled around and then, bingo. As quick as he could he brought the square package to his lips and ripped it open with his teeth. His had the thing on pretty much instantaneously. If putting a condom on in record time was ever made into a sport he was likely to be voted the fucking MVP.
Up against her again, he pulled her close with one large hand and let the other find its way into her hair, grasping a handful and pulling back.
“Now,” she moaned, “right now.”
With no further invitation needed, he pushed into her and his lips found hers. Her moans were muffled against his lips and tongue with each thrust. He felt her orgasm building, until finally she erupted, thighs clenching around his waist and her body thrashing against him.
At the exact same moment of his own climax, he grasped her head with both hands to prevent her from moving away. Keeping his mouth crushed against hers, he felt her soul release from its encasing tomb of a body and flow up through her chest and throat. The blue mist of her soul that he could not see was transferred into him. Souls had no taste, but filled him the same as food would satisfy a ravenous hunger.
His body lurched again with another orgasm in response to the soul entering him. He felt the woman’s body begin to weaken as her grasp on him loosened and ripped his mouth away from hers, breaking the seal of the transfer for the soul.
Carefully, he pulled her against him. Her head lolled to the side and her limbs sagged.
“Shit.” He silently chastised himself for taking too much. With some of the living he found that he could take a little of their soul and they would never even know because they were dying inside already. Mostly this type of person was found in the depressed, alcoholics, hookers, and the like. The living soul provided so much more for him than the dead souls did, not to mention that they were still alive. He may be a self-admitted asshole, but there was something about taking a soul and preventing it from crossing over that didn’t sit right with him. He preferred to know that he wasn’t a murderer and taking the souls of the dead was on the same level for him.
Most of the women he took from never had a clue anything was wrong. It was masked by their orgasm and usually some sort of booze.
With a sigh, he scooped her up, letting her limp legs hang over one arm, her head and arms dangling over the other and carried her into the bedroom where he deposited her onto the bed. As he set her down onto the soft bedding, her dark eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him with confusion. “Damn it,” she croaked. “I must still be a little drunk. I think I passed out.” She pushed herself up onto her hands so that she was sitting up and then used one of her hands to brush the brunette locks away from her eyes. “I’m so sorry.”
Jack rose up and stood over her, looking down at the beautiful woman who would never be for him. He ate souls to live and she was a single woman who didn’t think she was worth anything. Life had beaten her into submission so badly that she no longer lived for herself, but merely to survive. He just couldn’t be with any woman who was half dead inside because he would end up killing her himself.
Sadly, this was the problem he encountered with most women.
“No worries,” he told her, turning away. “I’m going to go get in the shower. I have an appointment in about an hour, so…”
“You want me to leave?”
He nodded. “Nothing personal.” He spread his hands. “This was fun, but I can’t let you stay here while I’m gone.”
She turned her head away to avoid his eyes and self-consciously covered her breasts with one hand while pulling the sheet over her midsection with the other. “I’ll get my things together in just a minute. I’m still feeling a little bit dizzy.”
Jack smiled, flashing her his perfect set of white teeth. “Take your time.”
She looked up at him like he was the biggest asshole on the face of the earth, because even she knew that ‘take your time’ was read as ‘get the fuck out.’
Still naked, he sauntered through the door to the connecting bathroom. Once inside he leaned over the ancient claw foot tub and turned on the hot water. The tub had a circular curtain around it and a shower head had been added to the original fixtures. After making sure he had a towel on the rack for afterward, he stepped into the shower and let the hot water wash over him.
The wicked headache from the cheap beer he had downed the night before still plagued him, despite the aspirin and sex. Bending over he turned the water on as hot as he could take it and then grabbed up his trusty bar of Irish Spring and began the ritual of scrubbing the sweat and sex away from his body.
He didn’t really have an appointment to get to and he stayed in the shower purposely longer than he would have normally showered to give Janet … or Janice, time to get her clothes on and leave.
When the water heater finally gave out and the water began to run cold he turned the faucet off and stepped out onto the cushy blue bath mat to dry off. After drying his body he wrapped the towel around his waist and stepped up to the sink. He used the hand towel to wipe away a spot on the mirror so that he could see his reflection.
His hair was getting a bit longer than he usually wore it. The wet charcoal locks fell down over his green eyes, scraping against his long black lashes that most women would kill for. He hadn’t shaved for a couple of days, except to trim it up. He turned his face from side to side in the mirror, inspecting his facial hair and tossing around the idea of growing a goatee.
After deciding against the goatee and simply tidying up the hair that was already there with his electric trimmer, he brushed his teeth and then made his way back to the bedroom where he slipped on a pair of jeans and a plain black tee shirt.
The serene silence of the old house was abruptly interrupted by his phone ringing. He recognized the ring he had set for his mother and hurried over to the nightstand where he had left his phone the night before.
“Hey Mom.”
“Jackson.” Her response was cold, as it always was.
“How are things going at home? Everyone all right, Dad?”
“Everything here is fine, your father is doing well … for now. The Florida heat wears on him though, we are considering a move to a more regulated climate.”
“I’m glad he’s all right.”
A short silence took place before his mother continued to speak. “Have you found the new Keeper?”
“No Mom, I just got here.”
He heard her sigh over the line and he could picture her sitting in one of the uncomfortably straight dining room chairs in their uncomfortably fancy dining room, shaking her head at his incompetence. “Jackson, you have had ample time to get used to your accommodations. What have you been doing with your time?”
He glanced over at the rumpled sheets strewn across his bed and grinned. “Just getting to know my way around town.”
Another sigh. “Which means you have been whoring yourself around, I take it.”
Jack didn’t respond. Camille Walker, was one he learned early on not to argue with.
“Jackson, you have to understand that your freedom with your sexual endeavors does reflect on the family. I just don’t understand why you have to go around giving yourself to every money hungry slut on two feet. There are plenty women of our kind who would be more than happy to be with a man such as yourself.”
It was Jack’s turn to sigh. “It’s not about that mom.”
“Well what it is about then, please enlighten me.” Even though he sensed her anger, her voice didn’t change one octave. She had been that way ever since he could remember. Camille didn’t have to raise her voice, she stayed unnervingly calm at all times.
“Just let it go, please. I’ll slow it down.” Jack lied.
“You will get your head in the game, Son. You have one job and one job only. The Estmond Keeper needs to die and it needs to be soon.”
“I know, I know … because she could be the one the legend speaks of.”
“Sass me again, Jackson. I will have the guard there by tonight to drag your ass back home.”
“Get the job done and call me when it’s accomplished.”
“Yes, Mother.”
“Goodbye, Jackson.” Camille hung up the phone without waiting for Jack to bid her goodbye as well.
Jack clicked off his phone and chucked it onto the bed. “Fuck,” he muttered to himself. Stupid fucking orders. The Reaper Council had plenty of Reapers out there to do jobs like this, but no, it had to be him because he was Camille and Ephraim Walker’s son. He couldn’t even count how many times in his life he had wished that he wasn’t their son.
Reaper society came with a hierarchy, and his parents were at the top of that chain. Only the High Elder of The Reaper Council sat above his parents, which left him next in the line of Walkers to take his father’s place, and that looked like it was going to be sooner rather than later if his father’s health kept deteriorating.
He had no interest in killing the Estmond Keeper, or even going into her graveyard. He would have been happy just to hang out in Summer Hollow for a month or so and then go back home or find another place to chill for a while. But, apparently, the orders were something that the Council was not going to ignore and he was going to have to get the job done.
He sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed his boots and shoved his feet into them. He would have to wait until night fall to head over to the graveyard, so first things first. Time to chase the lingering hangover with some caffeine and a nice greasy breakfast at the diner.
Jack headed out the door, not bothering to lock it behind him and headed straight for his black Ford truck parked in the gravel driveway. Once behind the wheel he started the engine and looked through the windshield at the scenery surrounding his rented place. Oak trees were gathered around the house, with a few pines stuck in between them. A crescent shaped pond lay at the bottom of the slope on the west side of the house. On that same side of the house was a porch with an expanse of lawn, a fire pit and a few pieces of outdoor furniture.
This was a nice place. Cozy and peaceful, nothing like the cold, harsh home and décor he had grown up with. This was exactly the kind of place he could actually think about settling down for a while.
Although, after killing the Keeper, he would have to disappear and let the Reaper Council do what they do best and cover it up. Settling down any time soon simply was not in the cards for Jack Walker.

 

Don’t Get Comfortable

So, I have been working pretty much non stop lately and during this time I’ve realized something important.

You wanna know what it is?

All right, since you forced it out of me. Here goes … I was making a pretty decent amount of money off my books, enough that the bills were paid and we had a bit of extra. Well, over the past two years I made that amount almost consistently each month. And what do you think I did?

I got lazy.

I didn’t write as much because I was making about the same each month so, I could take my time, right?

No. No, no, no!

This is absolutely the wrong thing to do, especially as an indie author. Here’s the thing, it sucks to say but we indie authors are expected to put books out faster and closer together than the traditionally published authors. If we don’t put something out at least every couple of months, people tend to forget about us. Sorry, but it’s true.

So, here I was thinking I would be fine, taking my time on the books and then all of the sudden the sales started to drop and then drop even more, until I was making a quarter of what I was previously making.

I sat here and thought. What the hell is going on? But really, I knew what had happened. I got lazy. I got comfortable.

So the moral of the story here is this … Never get comfortable, always continue work. When one book is done, celebrate and then move right onto the next. If you are writing as a career, you know this matters. We are lucky to be doing something we love as a career, so don’t make my mistake. Keep going!

 

Donate for the Keeper vs. Reaper release party / promotional opprotunity for authors, bloggers, designers, ect

The release is getting closer and I’ve been digging into the release party details for Keeper vs. Reaper. Donating to release parties is a great way to gain followers and draw attention to your own works. Here is what is on the sign up form. Give it a read and if you would still like to sign up, please fill out the form.

The party starts August 10th through release day on August 12th. If you haven’t joined the party you can do so here https://www.facebook.com/events/1415201792093950/ and please feel free to share that if you like.

Ok, so we are looking for donations for the party and the rafflecopter. I would like all donations to be something that is deliverable in electronic form, such as eBooks and gift cards. I love giving away swag, but unfortunately there have been several instances of the winners not receiving their prizes and I don’t want that to happen anymore.

Everyone who donates will get a link in the rafflecopter, but the prizes will be divvied up between the party and the rafflecopter. Every donation that is given away at the party also gets the author or link pimped when it is given away.

If you would like to donate, please fill out the form and if you have any questions please feel free to email me at jennichad217@gmail.com

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Pre Order Signed Copies of Keeper vs. Reaper (first 200 get special goodies too!)

You can now pre – order signed print copies of Keeper vs. Reaper! The first 200 people to order a copy will get a couple of special goodies included when they receive their book.

Also, another great reason to order early is these first 200 copies will be numbered in the order that I receive the orders. So, be the first to get your copies!

The button below is only for shipping in the USA. If you are international, please shoot me an email at jennichad217 AT gmail DOT com and let me know. If I get enough interest I will put up a button for international as well.

The Price is 12.99 + 5.00 for shipping and handling for a Total of 17.99

The first shipment will be ordered on release day (August 12th)

 

 

When her father died, Lucy Mae Estmond inherited the family business. She has known all of her life that she would be in line to watch over the souls of the recently passed, keeping them safe from the Reapers.

The soul eating Reapers have been a plague upon the Earth, stealing souls and leaving the Keepers as the only thing that stands between Heaven and Hell. The factions despise each other and have warred for generations.

Then Lucy discovers an ancient legend predicting the arrival of the Chosen One, destined to bring forth an end to the Reapers. The surprises continue when she realizes she is that person. For Lucy, being the Chosen One doesn’t change much. Fighting Reapers is just another day in the life of a Keeper.

When she meets Jack Walker, they both realize they have an insane, mutual attraction. Too bad that he’s been sent to prevent the prophecy from coming true. His only mission: to kill the Chosen One.

Don’t forget to join the release party  https://www.facebook.com/events/1415201792093950/

 

 

 

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My Soul For You by Morgana Phoenix: It’s Release Day!

Title: My Soul For You

Author: Morgana Phoenix

Release Day: June 8, 2014

Links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Airicka-Phoenix/e/B00906AGHM
B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/c/airicka-phoenix
iTune: https://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/airicka-phoenix/id562768863?mt=11

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17347885-my-soul-for-you

 

Synopsis

You are cordially invited to have your heart’s desire come true.

For Kaitlin Claremont this is a very tall order. What wouldn’t an orphan girl living over of her aunt’s shop wish for? But when her one night of passion in the arms of sexy and completely out of her reach Kaleb turns into a nightmare, Katie realizes quickly that nothing is as it seems and there is so much more to Kaleb O’Reilly than she ever bargained for.

Kaleb has his own demons and even with all his training, he’s not prepared for the brown-eyed beauty, nor can he deny he wants her in a way that very much complicates everything. But what happens when the hunger wins and his true purpose puts Katie at risk? Can he protect her from his mistakes? And can Katie protect those she loves from a monster with no mercy?

Time is running out.

Will they kill or be killed?

 

 

Author Bio

Morgana Phoenix is the sinister form Airicka Phoenix takes in the cloak of night where she compels her victims to burn the midnight oil reading tales of mystery, danger and steaming romance.

On weekends, she bakes cookies and watches reruns of Supernatural.

For more, visit her lair… If you dare: www.AirickaPhoenix.com