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May 18, 2013
Waking Up Dead Now in Paperback & Giveaway
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I thrilled to share the news today. Waking Up Dead is live in paperback at Amazon and the book is on sale! In celebration of the event, I’m sharing a excerpt from the second installment of the Western Werewolf Legend series.
Giveaway
Enjoy and leave your comments below for a chance at your own copy of the book. I’ll choose one lucky winner to receive Waking Up Dead in paperback. Thanks again for your wonderful response to the book and please go to Amazon or the dealer you bought the book from to leave a review. They are so important to the author. Have a wonderful Saturday and don’t forget to comment to be in the drawing!
Read an Excerpt
Convening near the glade Ty had rescued Sonja from the first night she’d experienced the change, the small band of ragtag refugees huddled close to listen to plans for the next day. Each man among them had long ago relinquished dreams of the future. None among them held any far-flung notions of tomorrow. No, there was only survival and each minute a precious reminder of how quickly their fates could change.
Understanding Ty’s hatred of the Yankees and how hard it was to contain his fury, Sonja said little. As she thought of all the south had suffered at the hands of these bastards, a kindred spirit emerged regarding their plight. Unable to justify even the human Yankees position, she had no intention of letting him die for her. Though the sparks flew whenever the subject was brought up, she secretly vowed she’d leave before she let that happen.
Sonja waited until the briefing ended to separate herself from the men and clean up. Having the stench of vampires lingering on her skin and in her nostrils warranted a bath. With Hortence standing guard, she stripped down and waded into the stream. More bruising and discoloration had disappeared, she noted. Still stiff from the battle, she sank into the water. Chilly, though it was, she revealed in the pleasure of a few moments to relax. Her nerves, so frayed from the battle as well as finding and rescuing Ty, began to unknot. Closing her eyes, she allowed her mind to wander a bit. A dream, which had haunted her sleep the last few days, came back to her in great detail. Awake, she began to go through the images forming before her.
In the dream, Sonja and Ty battled the vampires back yet again. This time, the bloodsuckers appeared in uncountable numbers. Somehow separated each battled the Yankees on their own. The demons advanced toward her in a surge of insurmountable proportion. Ty’s growl of fury echoed in her mind as she lashed out at the oncoming demons. Fear poured through her when she heard his cry for help. Being only two against so many, she worried for his safety even with the gift of superior power. She couldn’t reach him!
Suddenly, an almost discernible ripple in the water had Sonja’s eyes opening and a soft gasp leaving her lips. Ty’s hands surrounded her waist in the water, pulling her close. He stood beside her naked and aroused against her stomach. The delirious sensation of desire warmed her as he made sure their bodies came together making her aware of him all along her length. His pride swelled with their combined heat and she moaned aloud with pleasure. “You certainly know how to make an entrance, Lieutenant.”
He grinned that wolfish grin of his, which had every nerve in her body going on high alert. Her attraction to this man could not be denied, nor could she deny how much she cared for him and wanted desperately to protect him. Even if his male pride wouldn’t recognize her efforts. After making love at night, Sonja would lie awake as her exhausted brain tried desperately to devise a way to keep him safe. He may have feelings for her, but this mess wasn’t of his making. He didn’t deserve to endure the hardships dumped upon him.
Ty lowered his head and captured her lips bringing her attentions back to focus on the man.
“My woman is thinking again, I see.” He nipped her bottom lip before switching his attentions to her earlobe followed by the tender skin along her neck.
“Of late, I think a lot. Still, I can’t find the answers.” She dropped her head back as his tongue lingered near her collarbone. His teeth found the taste of her enticing. Before she could object, he’d taken her mouth again in a kiss more forceful than the first. Scorching her with its intensity, branding her with its fire, the kiss drove Sonja to simply stand, unable to move in the sizzling heat of his embrace.
“You needed worry about answers. They will come.” Ty’s breath, warm and moist on her skin shoved rational thoughts to the back of the line as he traced the swell of one wet breast to the taut peak. The sensation of his mouth on her flesh, nursing her nipple tugged at her coherency. Soon the pull on her womb from his attentions brought a creamy warmth to pool between her legs. Lax with desire, Sonja held on with everything she had left. “Have you finished your bath, my lady?”
The question seemed rhetorical to Sonja. “If I wasn’t would it matter?” she chided. Wanting to prick his conscience, she ran a slip, damp finger along the bridge of his perfectly straight Choctaw nose. “You sir aren’t behaving like a gentleman. What’s a poor defenseless girl to do?”
“Well, since you ask, I can think of a thing or two she could do.” Without another word, he scooped her up and sloshed out of the water. Sonja considered he would deposit her on the bank and allow her to get dressed.
She was wrong. Instead, Ty carried her further from the water’s edge before gently laying her back on a blanket she hadn’t realized was there. On the cover of a great old oak tree, he stretched out beside her and used his shirt to dry her limbs before throwing the voluminous dress she had taken off over them both as protection from anyone who should happen upon them.
Her body hummed with anticipation as he ran his long, lean hand slowly down her slight curves to the crisp hair of her mound. Unable to take her eyes off his profile, Sonja’s breath caught in a surge of yearning so abrupt and intense it felt like pain.
“Ah, my woman wants me, I wager. You’ve missed me while I was gone?” His voice had gone low with desire. Slipping two fingers inside the heat of her need, Ty stroked steadily.
Sonja could have floated on such a whisper-thin cloud of sensation forever. No one had ever made her feel like this man did. Certainly not her first husband, Robert, rest his dead soul. Sex had been merely a means to an end with him, nothing to compare to this dissent into paradise with Ty.
“Tell me, Sonja, did you miss me? I want to hear the words.” The thinly veiled passion in his eyes stirred her longing to new heights as he worked a third finger inside her. Sonja felt her muscles tighten as desire warmed her to the core.
“Yes, I missed you so much.” Reaching up, she sank her hand into his long dark hair, which was still damp from the stream. “Please, Ty. I want you inside me.”
“Soon, Sonja, soon. But first, I want to taste you. I want to capture your need and drink you in like wine.” His mouth grazed her nipple as his fingers continued their onslaught.
Sonja arched with the contact of his mouth on her breast. The tug of his mouth sent her spiraling down into a world where only need and desire reigned supreme. Any other thoughts vanished into oblivion.
Grazing his jaw against her stomach as he traveled lower, he growled low in his throat. “Um, this is what a man wants to come home to.” Parting her legs, he slid between her thighs. With hot, whispers of breath, he feathered his mouth along the silken skin in a path to her core.
Sonja arched with a groan from deep inside her depths. This man wanted her like she could never have imagined and she would give herself to him completely. No question of holding back surfaced in the assault on her senses. He was her mate and she would give herself freely to him now and forever.
With a sound akin to a howl, Ty rose up and thrust himself inside Sonja, burying himself to the hilt. Slowly at first, he moved, setting a steady pace. His thrusts spoke of procession as he captured her eyes with desire lighting his. Forcefully he plunged again and again as he rode the wave of passion’s fury.
It was like looking into his soul for Sonja. Her hunger for him drove her on. Furthering the fever of her need with the exhilaration of seeing his so ripe and ample. With release upon him, he forced his head back and growled at the moon overhead as he filled her with his seed.
In the quiet of love’s aftermath, Sonja stroked the lines of her lover’s muscled chest. His slow, steady breathing spoke of contentment. Marveling at the complete sensation of fulfillment, Sonja rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes in the twilight of their mating. What will we do now, Ty?” Her question came from the pent up emotions she kept under lock and key. No real purpose in them, except to plan for the morrow. She felt his attention shift from the groggy state of semi-consciousness to fully awake and with him spooned behind her, his mind wasn’t the only thing fully awake.
“We’ll make plans to leave tomorrow,” he said.
She sighed and a small smile crept over her face. So glad to be leaving the dreaded area, which she’d called home only a little over a week before. Now the mention of the area put her on high alert.
Ty let his hands roam freely over her with backside, molding his hands to her behind. “I needed to do this. You understand, Sonja.”
He seldom used her proper name, choosing to call her by his pet name instead. Where he’d gotten ‘Nymph’ from she couldn’t be sure. Still, the endearment warmed her like the man did. His breath was on her neck, as he tasted her nape, lingering over her shoulder to enjoy the sweet flavor he assured her only she processed. The warmth of his attentions urged her to forget all the troubles, which never left her conscious person. In this man’s arms, she enjoyed sex like never before. His readiness to please her, his stamina and above all, his inherent talent for giving her exactly what she needed made Tyler Loflin unique among men. He’d called her his woman and she couldn’t think of him in any other frame but her man. Hortence and the Guardian referred to him as her mate. The term agreed with her despite its relationship to her being a werewolf, to both of them being werewolves.
Ty nudged closer to her bottom, giving her cheek a good rub with his arousal. Hard as granite, he plied her for what they both wanted, which was more. Finding it impossible to get enough of each other, soon, Sonja knew she would find herself with child. The thought didn’t alarm her as it had before. No, in fact, having Tyler’s baby was something she daydreamed. A gush of feminine awareness brought her back as his magical hands followed a familiar path between her legs. The distinct warmth flooding the area between her legs didn’t ebb though she attempted to concentrate on something else.
It was as if a primitive force inside him demanded he reach for her. Somehow, she recognized the call. Sonja turned to him and nuzzled the warm skin along the strong column of his neck. There his heart beat strong and solid against her lips. With one hand on his chest and the other fisted in his long mane of dark hair, she moved in capturing his bottom lip, giving him a hard nip. With the taste of her still on his mouth, the kiss managed to arouse and tantalize her further. The call grew stronger. Wanton need swelled in them both. The flames of passion fanned out and caught them up in the fireball. While the stars sparkled overhead and the old oak sheltered the two, Ty and Sonja succumbed to the desire burning beyond their control.
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Waking Up Dead now in Paperback
I thrilled to share the news today. Waking Up Dead is live in paperback at Amazon and the book is on sale! In celebration of the event, I’m sharing a excerpt from the second installment of the Western Werewolf Legend series. Enjoy and leave your comments below for a chance at your own copy of the book. I’ll choose one lucky winner to receive Waking Up Dead in paperback. Thanks again for your wonderful response to the book and please go to Amazon or the dealer you bought the book from to leave a review. They are so important to the author. Have a wonderful Saturday and don’t forget to comment to be in the drawing!
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Convening near the glade Ty had rescued Sonja from the first night she’d experienced the change, the small band of ragtag refugees huddled close to listen to plans for the next day. Each man among them had long ago relinquished dreams of the future. None among them held any far-flung notions of tomorrow. No, there was only survival and each minute a precious reminder of how quickly their fates could change.
Understanding Ty’s hatred of the Yankees and how hard it was to contain his fury, Sonja said little. As she thought of all the south had suffered at the hands of these bastards, a kindred spirit emerged regarding their plight. Unable to justify even the human Yankees position, she had no intention of letting him die for her. Though the sparks flew whenever the subject was brought up, she secretly vowed she’d leave before she let that happen.
Sonja waited until the briefing ended to separate herself from the men and clean up. Having the stench of vampires lingering on her skin and in her nostrils warranted a bath. With Hortence standing guard, she stripped down and waded into the stream. More bruising and discoloration had disappeared, she noted. Still stiff from the battle, she sank into the water. Chilly, though it was, she revealed in the pleasure of a few moments to relax. Her nerves, so frayed from the battle as well as finding and rescuing Ty, began to unknot. Closing her eyes, she allowed her mind to wander a bit. A dream, which had haunted her sleep the last few days, came back to her in great detail. Awake, she began to go through the images forming before her.
In the dream, Sonja and Ty battled the vampires back yet again. This time, the bloodsuckers appeared in uncountable numbers. Somehow separated each battled the Yankees on their own. The demons advanced toward her in a surge of insurmountable proportion. Ty’s growl of fury echoed in her mind as she lashed out at the oncoming demons. Fear poured through her when she heard his cry for help. Being only two against so many, she worried for his safety even with the gift of superior power. She couldn’t reach him!
Suddenly, an almost discernible ripple in the water had Sonja’s eyes opening and a soft gasp leaving her lips. Ty’s hands surrounded her waist in the water, pulling her close. He stood beside her naked and aroused against her stomach. The delirious sensation of desire warmed her as he made sure their bodies came together making her aware of him all along her length. His pride swelled with their combined heat and she moaned aloud with pleasure. “You certainly know how to make an entrance, Lieutenant.”
He grinned that wolfish grin of his, which had every nerve in her body going on high alert. Her attraction to this man could not be denied, nor could she deny how much she cared for him and wanted desperately to protect him. Even if his male pride wouldn’t recognize her efforts. After making love at night, Sonja would lie awake as her exhausted brain tried desperately to devise a way to keep him safe. He may have feelings for her, but this mess wasn’t of his making. He didn’t deserve to endure the hardships dumped upon him.
Ty lowered his head and captured her lips bringing her attentions back to focus on the man.
“My woman is thinking again, I see.” He nipped her bottom lip before switching his attentions to her earlobe followed by the tender skin along her neck.
“Of late, I think a lot. Still, I can’t find the answers.” She dropped her head back as his tongue lingered near her collarbone. His teeth found the taste of her enticing. Before she could object, he’d taken her mouth again in a kiss more forceful than the first. Scorching her with its intensity, branding her with its fire, the kiss drove Sonja to simply stand, unable to move in the sizzling heat of his embrace.
“You needed worry about answers. They will come.” Ty’s breath, warm and moist on her skin shoved rational thoughts to the back of the line as he traced the swell of one wet breast to the taut peak. The sensation of his mouth on her flesh, nursing her nipple tugged at her coherency. Soon the pull on her womb from his attentions brought a creamy warmth to pool between her legs. Lax with desire, Sonja held on with everything she had left. “Have you finished your bath, my lady?”
The question seemed rhetorical to Sonja. “If I wasn’t would it matter?” she chided. Wanting to prick his conscience, she ran a slip, damp finger along the bridge of his perfectly straight Choctaw nose. “You sir aren’t behaving like a gentleman. What’s a poor defenseless girl to do?”
“Well, since you ask, I can think of a thing or two she could do.” Without another word, he scooped her up and sloshed out of the water. Sonja considered he would deposit her on the bank and allow her to get dressed.
She was wrong. Instead, Ty carried her further from the water’s edge before gently laying her back on a blanket she hadn’t realized was there. On the cover of a great old oak tree, he stretched out beside her and used his shirt to dry her limbs before throwing the voluminous dress she had taken off over them both as protection from anyone who should happen upon them.
Her body hummed with anticipation as he ran his long, lean hand slowly down her slight curves to the crisp hair of her mound. Unable to take her eyes off his profile, Sonja’s breath caught in a surge of yearning so abrupt and intense it felt like pain.
“Ah, my woman wants me, I wager. You’ve missed me while I was gone?” His voice had gone low with desire. Slipping two fingers inside the heat of her need, Ty stroked steadily.
Sonja could have floated on such a whisper-thin cloud of sensation forever. No one had ever made her feel like this man did. Certainly not her first husband, Robert, rest his dead soul. Sex had been merely a means to an end with him, nothing to compare to this dissent into paradise with Ty.
“Tell me, Sonja, did you miss me? I want to hear the words.” The thinly veiled passion in his eyes stirred her longing to new heights as he worked a third finger inside her. Sonja felt her muscles tighten as desire warmed her to the core.
“Yes, I missed you so much.” Reaching up, she sank her hand into his long dark hair, which was still damp from the stream. “Please, Ty. I want you inside me.”
“Soon, Sonja, soon. But first, I want to taste you. I want to capture your need and drink you in like wine.” His mouth grazed her nipple as his fingers continued their onslaught.
Sonja arched with the contact of his mouth on her breast. The tug of his mouth sent her spiraling down into a world where only need and desire reigned supreme. Any other thoughts vanished into oblivion.
Grazing his jaw against her stomach as he traveled lower, he growled low in his throat. “Um, this is what a man wants to come home to.” Parting her legs, he slid between her thighs. With hot, whispers of breath, he feathered his mouth along the silken skin in a path to her core.
Sonja arched with a groan from deep inside her depths. This man wanted her like she could never have imagined and she would give herself to him completely. No question of holding back surfaced in the assault on her senses. He was her mate and she would give herself freely to him now and forever.
With a sound akin to a howl, Ty rose up and thrust himself inside Sonja, burying himself to the hilt. Slowly at first, he moved, setting a steady pace. His thrusts spoke of procession as he captured her eyes with desire lighting his. Forcefully he plunged again and again as he rode the wave of passion’s fury.
It was like looking into his soul for Sonja. Her hunger for him drove her on. Furthering the fever of her need with the exhilaration of seeing his so ripe and ample. With release upon him, he forced his head back and growled at the moon overhead as he filled her with his seed.
In the quiet of love’s aftermath, Sonja stroked the lines of her lover’s muscled chest. His slow, steady breathing spoke of contentment. Marveling at the complete sensation of fulfillment, Sonja rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes in the twilight of their mating. What will we do now, Ty?” Her question came from the pent up emotions she kept under lock and key. No real purpose in them, except to plan for the morrow. She felt his attention shift from the groggy state of semi-consciousness to fully awake and with him spooned behind her, his mind wasn’t the only thing fully awake.
“We’ll make plans to leave tomorrow,” he said.
She sighed and a small smile crept over her face. So glad to be leaving the dreaded area, which she’d called home only a little over a week before. Now the mention of the area put her on high alert.
Ty let his hands roam freely over her with backside, molding his hands to her behind. “I needed to do this. You understand, Sonja.”
He seldom used her proper name, choosing to call her by his pet name instead. Where he’d gotten ‘Nymph’ from she couldn’t be sure. Still, the endearment warmed her like the man did. His breath was on her neck, as he tasted her nape, lingering over her shoulder to enjoy the sweet flavor he assured her only she processed. The warmth of his attentions urged her to forget all the troubles, which never left her conscious person. In this man’s arms, she enjoyed sex like never before. His readiness to please her, his stamina and above all, his inherent talent for giving her exactly what she needed made Tyler Loflin unique among men. He’d called her his woman and she couldn’t think of him in any other frame but her man. Hortence and the Guardian referred to him as her mate. The term agreed with her despite its relationship to her being a werewolf, to both of them being werewolves.
Ty nudged closer to her bottom, giving her cheek a good rub with his arousal. Hard as granite, he plied her for what they both wanted, which was more. Finding it impossible to get enough of each other, soon, Sonja knew she would find herself with child. The thought didn’t alarm her as it had before. No, in fact, having Tyler’s baby was something she daydreamed. A gush of feminine awareness brought her back as his magical hands followed a familiar path between her legs. The distinct warmth flooding the area between her legs didn’t ebb though she attempted to concentrate on something else.
It was as if a primitive force inside him demanded he reach for her. Somehow, she recognized the call. Sonja turned to him and nuzzled the warm skin along the strong column of his neck. There his heart beat strong and solid against her lips. With one hand on his chest and the other fisted in his long mane of dark hair, she moved in capturing his bottom lip, giving him a hard nip. With the taste of her still on his mouth, the kiss managed to arouse and tantalize her further. The call grew stronger. Wanton need swelled in them both. The flames of passion fanned out and caught them up in the fireball. While the stars sparkled overhead and the old oak sheltered the two, Ty and Sonja succumbed to the desire burning beyond their control.
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May 14, 2013
LIEBSTER BLOG AWARD
Oh my goodness I’m on a roll. I have been nominated for a Liebster award. Liebster is a German word that apparently means – sweetest, kindest, nicest, dearest, beloved, lovely, kind, pleasant, valued, cute, endearing, and welcome. Awwwwww! How cute is that?
Thank you sooooo much Laura http://lauracrean.wordpress.com/2013/05/13/liebster-blog-award/ for nominating me for this most Awesome blog award (blushing – a lot!!!)
Apparently these are the rules
Thank the blog that has given you the award.
Answer the questions that the tagger set for you.
Choose 11 people (who have less than 200 readers) and link them in your post.
Create 11 questions for the people you’ve tagged to answer
Go to their page and tell them.
These are the questions that the lovely Lara set for me…
What do you live for? My grandchildren – I have three – Aiden, Noah and Mattie
Who inspires you the most and why? My sister because she’s fearless.
What is your biggest fear? Giving into fear
What is your favorite genre of fiction? Romance
What is your all-time favorite Movie and why? ’Gone with the Wind’ – my first romance.
What is your favorite blog and why? www.allythomas.wordpress.com She got me hooked on blogging.
Do you have any pets? Yes, I have four Rat Terriers, two Doxie mixes and approximately thirty-five Walker Hounds I help my husband raise.
Biggest lesson you’ve learned in your life? Never give up.
Do you rule with your head or your heart? I try to use my head, but sometimes my heart takes over.
Favorite place? With my family.
Are you currently writing a book? Yes, I’m working on the third book in the ‘Western Werewolf Legend’ series.
My nominations are
1. Ally Thomas at http://www.allythomas.wordpress.com/
2. Victoria at http://thewritingsbyvictoria.wordpress.com/
3. James Spruell at http://thepoetsheart.com/
4. Nancy Wait at http://wordpress.com/#!/read/blog/id/18706847/
5. Gary Trotman at http://steelasophical.wordpress.com/
6. Dewey Dirks at http://questioningway.wordpress.com/
7. Raven Dane at http://ravendanefantasyauthor.wordpress.com/
8. Talitha K. McEachin at http://conservativeintrospection.wordpress.com/
9. Aris Lisvacor at http://intothemindofthewriter.wordpress.com/about/
10. Catherine Wolffe at http://catherinewolffe.wordpress.com/about/
11. Diana Rozevskis at http://diana-rozevskis.blogspot.co.uk/2013/04/crafted-with-love-and-care.html#comment-form (I know Diana hasn’t got a WordPress blog but she so deserves this award anyway!)
my questions for you are…
What do you live for?
Who inspires you the most and why?
What is your biggest fear?
What is your favorite genre of fiction?
What is your all-time favorite Movie and why?
What is your favorite blog and why?
Do you have any pets?
Biggest lesson you’ve learned in your life?
Do you rule with your head or your heart?
Favorite place?
Are you currently writing a book?
May 10, 2013
Weekend Freebie & Giveaway with Ally Thomas
Today and tomorrow I have a special guest on my blog. I’ve had Ally on my blog before. This time around she’s sharing a secret with us. Ally Thomas, an Amazon Bestselling author in Fantasy and writer of the paranormal fantasy series, the Vampire from Hell has a pen name and she’s starting an erotic paranormal romance series. She sat down with me for an interview yesterday. I’d like to share it today with you with our Q&A.
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Weekend Freebie
This weekend I’ll be hosting Ally Thomas both Saturday and Sunday. Be sure to download the sample of her new novella and enter in the giveaway. See below for more details.
Free Ebook
We have an excerpt below from her first novella called “Virgin Moon.” You can access the free sample here. It contains the first two chapters of Virgin Moon. Be sure to download the sample.
Giveaway
Ally will be giving away 4 ebooks of Virgin Moon on Amazon this weekend. To enter, post a comment to this original article at my blog. Ally will randomly pick 4 winners and notify each. Please include your email address in the post to be considered. Thank you! ~Catherine
EXPLICIT WARNING: Stories under Ally’s new pen name, Eva J. Thomas are FOR ADULTS ONLY.
I’d like to thank Ally for being on our blog today. It’s been a wonderful and certainly informative interview. I’d like to wish Ally the best of luck as she ventures into the paranormal romance genre.
About Virgin Moon
Let’s learn what “Virgin Moon” is about before the interview and excerpt.
Vincent, the rebel vampire son of the dark lord Alichino, receives Emily, a virgin werewolf as a playmate. He wants no part of his father’s latest toy until he looks into the virgin’s eyes and feels his heart respond. Vincent realizes he must escape with the werewolf beauty who has awakened his heart before she’s found or dies at the hands of his evil father. (Word count 28,500)
Interview with Ally Thomas
Catherine: I love your current series, so why a pen name?
Ally: I’ve been exploring new ideas and contemplating writing under pseudonyms this year. While my Vampire from Hell stories are my first love, I realized late last year that I had hit a brick wall with my writing. I needed a break and wanted a new challenge. When I accidentally deleted the old version of Part 4, I flipped out. Later I realized it was a sign. I needed to re-evaluate things. I started playing around with the idea of writing a paranormal romance after Christmas.
Catherine: Oh my goodness! That had to be a sad day!
Ally: It was, but I recovered. Several of my writing friends helped get me through it. They write exclusively in paranormal romance and erotica. I create covers for them and format their paperbacks so I got curious after skimming sections of their books. I wanted to see if I too could write something ‘romancy’ as I put it. My focus has been fantasy and sci-fi and that’s what I wanted to write with the Vampire from Hell series. Romance, even erotic romance is so different. My strengths are dialogue while writing description is a challenge for me. Writing a sex scene? Wow, that was crazy the first time. I had to write lots of description in romance so I read some ‘How To’ books and got to work. I’m not sure I’m any good at it yet, but I’m exploring. I like how different it is and I love to hear from readers. Finding out what they like about your romance ebook is very informative. Reader feedback has always been fun! I think I needed the distraction of challenging myself to write something out of my comfort zone in order to find my way back to the Vampire from Hell series.
Catherine: How did you approach this idea of writing a paranormal romance?
Ally: Being a movie buff, I watched a lot of romantic movies. I talked with a few romance author friends of mine a lot, so much so I probably annoyed them. Finally I figured out a story I liked, the language I wanted to use, and went with it.
Catherine: I like your Romeo and Juliet idea you came up with. Emily is a werewolf virgin and Vincent is the vampire hero.
Ally: Thanks. I wanted to do something that complemented the Vampire from Hell universe in my head so Vincent is a good vampire. His father who is a demon is not however.
Catherine: Not at all. He’s the big threat of the story. That was a great idea.
Ally: That’s right. Vincent’s father is actually after Emily and her family. Vincent has to act fast to get them out of ‘the dark place’ as I call it.
Catherine: Sounds very exciting and I love the hotness of the scenes. You did get some good ones in for the novella. Did you find that difficult to keep Virgin Moon around 40,000 words?
Ally: As an Indie Author for a few years now, I’ve been fascinated to see that the ebook market is changing. New Indie Authors are publishing stories, novels, novellas every day defining the length. To some, 100,000 words is a novel. To another, 30,000 words is a novella. If readers are open to the experience, they get to enjoy that author’s contribution. Amazon even has this new thing called Kindle Serials where authors publish an ongoing serialization of a story idea.
Catherine: Is that where the serial romance idea came from then? Your first Eva story is an ‘episode’.
Ally: Possibly. I liked the idea of a romance in episodes. As you know, I write parts of the Vampire from Hell series. Installments. I can’t write long works. Beginning/Middle/End. The traditional way. That is another realization I made over these long months. I’d love to be able to sit down and write 100,000 word novel. Maybe some day I will. For now my length is anywhere from 35,000 to 55,000 words per ebook. I’ve been wrestling with trying to fit in more as an author, trying to do approaches that work for others. But it’s not me. I’m not going to write massively long books and I need to own up to that, privately and officially. I want to find that courage I had in late 2011 and approach my writing (whether it is as Ally Thomas or some other name) and than means me standing up to some personal demons I’ve been fighting with. I never realized how much it would take daily to promote myself as an author when I first started out. Now I know and I have to be ready for it so it doesn’t consume me again. I’ve gotta approach writing the way I want to or I won’t last at it.
Catherine: That makes sense. It sounds like you have been figuring out a lot of things so are you ready to share an excerpt of Virgin Moon?
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Excerpt from “Virgin Moon” (A Werewolf/Vampire Serial Romance, Episode #1) – ADULT CONTENT WARNING
“Kiss me, Emily,” Vincent said. He pulled me towards him, but it didn’t take any persuasion for me to respond to his request.
“Yes,” I moaned, falling into his arms and meeting his lips.
He covered my mouth hungrily. His deep kisses sent the pit of my stomach into a wild swirl, igniting my sex in unimaginable delights. Had there been men like this in my kingdom, I’d lost my virginity long ago, I surmised as I returned his kiss. A feverish passion grew inside me.
“I do agree with you. You may be a virgin, but you’re an experienced one. How far have you gone?”
“I’m not a tease,” I snapped, retreating from his embrace.
“I didn’t say that.” Having shoved my blue shirt off my shoulders, Vincent caressed my upper body. Slowly he traced the lines of my collarbone, on each side, and finally cupped my breast very gently. His boldness fascinated me. The brief moments of my anger vanished quickly. I had no idea vampires could be the embodiment of tranquility. I marveled at his subtle power, returning his gaze again. How could I deny him anything? I thought. I prayed to the Moon Goddess that this was part of the plan. It had to be!
“Tell me,” he commanded. His change of tone startled me.
My nails sprang forward and sank into each shoulder blade as I held onto him.
He grimaced slightly, pausing for a moment, being sure not to move. Caution rose in his eyes.
“I’m scared. Please tell me I can trust you.”
“My sweet, it is not for me to take your virginity. If you are who you say you are – and I think you are – you will know when to give it freely to another. You can trust me. I only want a taste.” He leaned up to kiss me lightly on the lips again.
I relaxed my claws and caressed his muscular shoulders as a way of asking forgiveness for my brief assault. I felt my cheeks blush when he pulled away from me.
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Ally Thomas loves writing paranormal books that showcase vampires, werewolves, zombies, witches, and any furry monsters who go bump in the night. She enjoys imagining new origins for these traditional creatures and seeing where it’ll take her.
Ally lives in the south with her husband and unproductive furry co-workers including two cats and a dog. She is currently working on the next installment of the paranormal fantasy series, the Vampire from Hell as well as exploring her passion for vampire romance under a new pen name. Learn more at http://www.allythomas.com or contact the author for details. She prides herself on being an author who stays in touch with her fans and will email you back.
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May 5, 2013
Desire Goes Free (Free ebook Available)
My ebook, Desire is now FREE on Smashwords and Barnes & Noble. I thought today I'd share an excerpt with you and give you the download links. Have a great Saturday, everyone! ~randi
About Desire
Desire (Erotic Vampire Confessions #1) begins as she explores this subject with her first vampire to interview, a fan of the fang whom Randi calls simply Rose.
May 4, 2013
Steamy Saturday Share
Steamy Saturday Share. The response to Waking Up Dead has been great. Thank you so much for your comments and praise. I wanted to share another excerpt. Enjoy!
Today’s teaser is a portion of Ty’s admission from The Lady in the Mist. He wrestles with his doubt, never dreaming Sonja harbors some of the same feelings. His lineage and military background are septic to most people of the North, but not Sonja.
Sonja shoved against him, protesting weakly to be free. “Wait…” He continued his attack. Soon she ceased to struggle. Instead, she laced her arms around his neck, her fingers running up into his hair, before fisting in the strands. The kiss shifted before turning ardent and tender. Ty sensed the need she harbored in the way she molded her firm breasts to him. Her breath came out in a whisper when he released her mouth. He yearned to be able to cherish the woman he held in his arms, but he was reminded of who he was.“I’m the enemy as well.” Ty hated to admit the truth aloud but he had to put all his cards on the table.
She sniffed rubbing a hand under her nose. “Why because you’re a Rebel soldier or a half-breed?”
“Most places I go, the sentiment is the same.” He shook his head. “You deserve better. You have to understand I’ve been alone for so long, the pain doesn’t concern me anymore. But you have your whole life ahead of you. You deserve better than the existence you’d have with me.” He gathered her closer until he could feel her blood beneath her skin. “You have no idea how badly I want you. It’s as if a piece of me dies each time I look at you and know I can’t be the man for you.”
“Why do you say I have my whole life ahead of me? You don’t know me, Ty. I’m not the beautiful, pristine woman you take me for.”
His hands ached to reach out sinking his fingers into her long mane. She’d used his given name for the first time. His soul ached for her as he stood there in her bedroom with the air fairly burning around them. He had found his mate. All the years of loneliness ebbed away. The pain of being an outcast dissolved in her hold. The desire to know this woman intimately spiraled out of control. Shoved at the confines of reality, he hacked out a small piece of bliss right there in her arms.
Burying his head in the curls at her neck, Ty gave in to the need to put his hunger into words. “Christ, Sonja. Never say you aren’t perfect, lovely and all the things a woman should be. You’re wonderful.” He leaned back to look in her tawny eyes. The heat in them could melt all his troubles away, Ty mused. Tapping a fist on his chest, he furrowed his brow. “I’m to blame, I can’t help myself. I shouldn’t even be asking this, but I want you so bad. Let me lie with you, if only for the night.” Ty grazed her nape with his teeth, the sensation running through him. She tasted of honeysuckle.
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I hope you enjoyed the excerpt, if so let me know in a comment below. I have a lovely, signed Waking Up Dead bookmark for those who would leave a review on Amazon for either of the books in the Western Werewolf Legend series. Remember, Waking Up Dead will be out soon in paperback. Thanks for dropping by.
Books by Catherine Wolffe
May 2, 2013
Signed Giveaway – The Lady in the Mist or Comanche Haven in Paperback
In celebration of the release of Waking Up Dead, The Western Werewolf Legend series # 2, I’m giving away an autographed copy of either the first book in the Western Werewolf Legend series, The Lady in the Mist or Comanche Haven.
Entering is easy. Leave a comment about why you want the book of your choice and your email address. I’ll pick a winner at random and reveal the winner when the paperback version of Waking Up Dead is available later this month. Remember, leave a comment and your email address and you could win!
May 1, 2013
Featured on ‘Fanged Love’ Blog Today
Two of my author friends placed me on their blog today and I’d like to share the links with you this morning. I’d like to thank Randi Fang, author of Erotic Vampire Confessions and Victoria Embers, author of My Vampire Lover for their help in promoting my books.
Learn more about ‘Waking Up Dead’ Book 2 of the Western Werewolf Legend series I’m currently writing at the following links:
With Victoria Embers – Waking Up Dead This AM with Catherine Wolffe
With Randi Fang on ‘Fanged Love and Vampire Confessions’ – Catherine Wolffe Releases Waking Up Dead
Please note that TWO different excerpts are included on each of their blogs. I selected one to put on ‘Fanged Love’ and Victoria Embers selected the other for her blog. Enjoy!
April 27, 2013
Alexandra Anthony’s Interview with Catherine Wolffe, Author of Waking Up Dead
Thanks so much to Alexandra Anthony for having me on her blog today. I wanted to share with you and hope you enjoy the excerpt. Waking Up Dead is finally live at Amazon as well as Smashwords and Barnes & Noble. I’m thrilled! Now for the interview. Enjoy!
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I’d like to give a warm welcome to Catherine Wolffe and thank her for taking the time to stop by my blog to introduce her new book in The Western Werewolf Legend Series. We sat down and she was gracious enough to give us a sneak peek into the book and answer a few questions.
Your upcoming book is part of The Western Werewolf Legend series. Can you tell us about Waking up Dead?
I’d love to, Alexandra. Waking up Dead is the second book in the Western Werewolf Legend. The setting is 1864 and the civil war is dragging on. Sonja Brooks, a Pennsylvania widow has fallen in love with Tyler Loflin, a Rebel soldier. She embraces her wolf while he does his best to protect her from the vampires searching for her. With a sharp-tongued witch and a werewolf god as mentors, Sonja and Ty set out to right injustices and save the innocent.
My main characters, Sonja Brooks and Tyler Loflin struggle with the ‘gift’ and the danger that faces them as werewolves with special powers. Sonja’s blood is coveted by vampires because it allows them to walk in the daylight. She’s shared her blood with Tyler in order to heal wounds he sustained in battle and so his blood is sought after as well.
How did you come up with the title?
The danger these two new werewolves face could mean their end at any time. Then with a story twist, you find out the title has more teeth than at first assumed.
Will there be a third book in the series?
Yes, I have a third book planned.
Is there anything you’d like to say to your readers?
I appreciate your patience and hope you enjoy Waking up Dead. I’d love to hear what you think.
Do you have a favorite chapter or passage you’d like to share?
I have several scenes that I enjoyed writing, however, here’s one I think we can all relate to, even if we’re not werewolves in love.
Waking Up Dead:
Suddenly, an almost discernible ripple in the water had Sonja’s eyes opening and a soft gasp leaving her lips. Ty’s hands surrounded her waist in the water, pulling her close. He stood behide her naked and aroused against her back and buttocks. The delirious sensation of desire warmed her as he made sure their bodies came together making her aware of him all along her length. His pride swelled with their combined heat and she moaned aloud with pleasure. “You certainly know how to make an entrance, Lieutenant.”
She turned to him as he grinned that wolfish grin of his, which had every nerve in her body going on high alert. Her attraction to this man could not be denied, nor could she deny how much she cared for him and wanted desperately to protect him. Even if his male ego wouldn’t recognize her efforts. After making love at night, Sonja would lie awake as her exhausted brain tried desperately to devise a way to keep him safe. He may have feelings for her, but this mess wasn’t of his making. He didn’t deserve to endure the hardships dumped upon him.
Ty lowered his head and captured her lips bringing her attentions back to focus on the man.
“My woman is thinking again, I see.” He nipped her bottom lip before switching his attentions to her earlobe followed by the tender skin along her neck.
“Of late, I think a lot. Still, I can’t find the answers.” She dropped her head back as his tongue lingered near her collarbone. His teeth found the taste of her enticing. Before she could object, he’d taken her mouth again in a kiss more forceful than the first. Scorching her with its intensity, branding her with its fire, the kiss drove Sonja to do no more than stand, unable to move in the sizzling heat of his embrace.
“You needn’t worry about answers. They will come.” Ty’s breath, warm and moist on her skin shoved rational thoughts to the back of the line as he traced the swell of one wet breast to the taut peak. The sensation of his mouth on her flesh, nursing her nipple tugged at her coherency. Soon the pull on her womb from his attentions brought a creamy warmth to pool between her legs. Lax with desire, Sonja held on with everything she had left. “Have you finished your bath, my lady?”
The question seemed rhetorical to Sonja. “If I wasn’t, would it matter?” she chided. Wanting to prick his conscience, she ran a slim, damp finger along the bridge of his perfectly straight Choctaw nose. “You sir aren’t behaving like a gentleman. What’s a poor defenseless girl to do?”
“Well, since you ask, I can think of a thing or two she could do.” Without another word, he scooped her up and sloshed out of the water. Sonja considered he would deposit her on the bank and allow her to get dressed.
She was wrong. Instead, Ty carried her further from the water’s edge before gently laying her back on a blanket she hadn’t realized was there. Under the cover of a great old oak tree, he stretched out beside her and used his shirt to dry her limbs before throwing the voluminous dress she had taken off over them both as protection from anyone who should happen upon them.
Her body hummed with anticipation as he ran his long, lean hand slowly down her slight curves to the crisp hair of her mound. Unable to take her eyes off his profile, Sonja’s breath caught in a surge of yearning so abrupt and intense it felt like pain.
“Ah, my woman wants me, I wager. You’ve missed me while I was gone?” His voice had gone low with desire. Slipping two fingers inside the heat of her need, Ty stroked steadily.
Sonja could have floated on such a whisper-thin cloud of sensation forever. No one had ever made her feel like this man did. Certainly not her first husband, Robert, rest his dead soul. Sex had been merely a means to an end with him, nothing to compare to this dissent into paradise with Ty.
“Tell me, Sonja, did you miss me? I want to hear the words.” The thinly veiled passion in his eyes stirred her longing to new heights as he worked a third finger inside her. Sonja felt her muscles tighten as desire warmed her to the core.
“Yes, I missed you so much.” Reaching up, she sank her hand into his long dark hair, which was still damp from the stream. “Please, Ty. I want you inside me.”
“Soon, Sonja, soon. But first, I want to taste you. I want to capture your need and drink you in like wine.” His mouth grazed her nipple as his fingers continued their onslaught.
Sonja arched with the contact of his mouth on her breast. The tug of his mouth sent her spiraling down into a world where only need and desire reigned supreme. Any other thoughts vanished into oblivion.
Grazing his jaw against her stomach as he traveled lower, he growled low in his throat. “Um, this is what a man wants to come home to.”
Books by Catherine Wolffe
Amazon
Waking up Dead http://tinyurl.com/blnxt3o
The Lady in the Mist http://tinyurl.com/bbm7ggk
The Lady in the Mist – Sample http://www.amazon.com/dp/B008KFPB7Y
Comanche Haven http://tinyurl.com/asbadal
Comanche Haven – Sample http://tinyurl.com/bps6rtp
A Dance in Time http://tinyurl.com/c24lup9
Smashwords
The Lady in the Mist https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/241898
The Lady in the Mist – Samplehttps://www.smashwords.com/books/view/181516
Comanche Haven https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/110948
Comanche Haven – Sample https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/297802
Barnes & Noble
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Comanche Haven – http://tinyurl.com/bqngg5m
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Freado http://www.freado.com/users/34241/Catherine-Wolffe
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April 25, 2013
Self Publish or Die with Emily Walker
Thanks so much to my friend and fellow author, Emily Walker for interviewing with me today. Emily is a multi-talented gal who has several published works. Her re-release of Long Road, Full Speed ahead is scheduled for June 19th.
I appreciate you dropping by, Emily.
‘My pleasure, Catherine. I love sharing with your readers.”
Let’s get right to the questions, shall we?
What inspired you to write your first book?
I was ghost writing for some authors on a freelance website and started to think, I can do this. I wanted credit for what I was writing besides doing a confidentiality agreement to never talk about it.
What authors have influenced your life and writing?
Robert Heinlein. I read him growing up because my Dad gave me all his books. He is an inspiration to me, and he was definitely ahead of his time.
What book are you reading now?
Ghost Hand by Ripley Patton, a great YA thrill ride, and so original. I recommend it!
Are there any new authors that have grasped your interest?
So many I love Alexia Purdy she isn’t really new, I have so many friends in the writing world indie and traditional that I adore and I can’t list them all.
Can you share a little of your current work with us?
I would love to exclusively share some of my current WIP – Solo with you.
Who designed the covers?
I have designed some covers, {the simpler ones like this one}
My friend Khelsey Jackson has done some for me; LD Hutchinson does a lot for me, and Alexia Purdy. I am lucky to have a slew of talented friends.
What was the hardest part of writing your book?
Getting my brain to shut up long enough to write the part I am focused on at that moment. It jumps all over the place.
Are you an Indie Author? If so, what do you like about independent publishing?
I am both self published and published through a publisher. What I like the best about my self published works is that I have creative control, I have control of pricing, and when a book comes out. I like that control. 
Do you have any advice for other writers?
Just keep writing, don’t give up and always believe in yourself.
Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?
Thank you. Ever single reader is someone I share a small piece of me with!
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Please remember to look out for the re-release and cover reveal blog tour of Long Road, Full Speed Ahead on June 19th
If anyone wants to participate or would like a review copy of the book please email me at authoremilywalker@gmail.com.
Grace finds herself with a toxic friend and a brand new hobby when she discovers meth. She had a promising future before Grayson came into the picture. A wolf in sheep’s clothing, he soon shows his true colors and they are painted with black and blue.
The drugs cause more problems than they fix, but lost in the intoxicating world of numbness she must find herself through abuse, addiction, and abortion. Will she let the drugs take her out of the world, and be forever numb, or will an unlikely love pull her out and make her feel again?
Go here for the first chapter! –à Long Road Full Speed Ahead
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