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December 20, 2013
Beta Readers - CLOSED
Reblogged from Vampires, Crime and Angels...Eclectic Me:
Thanks for all your comments and offers everyone. I now have enough Beta Readers to get started. Thank you. xx
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I am looking for official Beta Readers for Book 2 of The Secrets of Avelina Chronicles: Reckless Abandon.
Here's a little bit about what's in store -
Blurb:
A magical island. A cursed King. Vampire rebellion. Damian’s rule has been questioned.
Call for beta readers!
Beta Readers
Reblogged from Vampires, Crime and Angels...Eclectic Me:
I am looking for official Beta Readers for Book 2 of The Secrets of Avelina Chronicles: Reckless Abandon.
Here's a little bit about what's in store -
Blurb:
A magical island. A cursed King. Vampire rebellion. Damian’s rule has been questioned. With people dying, can his son, Knox, overcome the darkness shrouding Avelina, while his brother tackles a possessed king on the Island?
Call for beta readers!
Book Review: The Hollow Living
Reblogged from Vampires, Crime and Angels...Eclectic Me:
Book – The Hollow Living (The Age of Waking Death #3)
Author – C.N. Faust
Star rating - ★★★★★
Would I read it again - Yes
Plot – as brilliant as the first two.
Characters – even better than before.
Movie Potential - ★★★★★
Ease of reading – very easy to read.
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** I WAS GIVEN THIS BOOK, BY THE AUTHOR, IN RETURN FOR AN HONEST REVIEW **
Angel
I don’t want to say that I hope to see you fail
But I do
I can’t save you if you aren’t broken
I’ve got a savior complex bigger than Mt. Calvary
But the devil in me has to pull you down from
Heaven first, I have to bring you to my level
It’s hard for you to grovel, you harden your
Heart to me, but in my great benevolence
I will break you with plague. I will make you
Sing litanies, praise me for forgiving you, for
Saving you, for being right, you know that I’m
Fucking right, you mark yourself with virgin
Blood, trying to keep my vengeance at bay,
You can’t know that I do this all for love
And self-satisfaction, but mostly love.
I will drown your resistance, smother them
With death, I will be all you have left,
Lucifer performing at his best, ready to wage
Heavenly war for the one soul lost to God,
Because God is a cruel bitch, and he’s going
To crucify you for the sins of all the other little
Cunts, who try to screw with you, and put their
Blood on your head, shove the crown of thorns
Deeper, until it pierces your brain, punching
Holes in your logic, making you dumb, a
Fool lost in the cave of love, only I can get you
Through this labyrinth, accept me or die like all the
Rest, mother knows best, and I can give you such an
Oedipus complex, you can serve in Heaven or
Reign in Hell, it’s your choice, but Lucifer did not
Fall to have some pansy ass angel go crawling back to
God, accept that you are fallen, let me pick you up,
God doesn’t want you, so run to those who do.
December 19, 2013
Blog Tour?
Hello my darlings!
I am looking for destination blogs for a virtual book tour of my new WIP horror novel, Mr. Fingers. I am looking at some dates from mid to late January, and I’m up for lots of fun things including swag giveaways, interviews, Q&A, etc. I would like at least 5 stops – so please, if you are interesting in hosting, let me know! Comment here or email me. Thank you, in advance!
Your most adored,
C.N.F.
December 18, 2013
Days of Creation
-Disclaimer: I can’t write poetry for shit-
In the beginning there was you
It was always you first, with you I’m
An addict with an insatiable thirst
I inject you straight for a more intense
High, so potent you could kill me,
Though I’d gladly die for one more taste
Of your sweet disdain, your diamond nails
Slice open my veins, my blood is so thin
That I hemorrhage, diluted with you
My soul is an umbrage, they say the
Shaking will end so I try to pretend
That life without you has a meaning.
On the second day there was you
Always feeling like second, you
Never let me forget it, saying that
She was Nirvana and you, not so much
Is that why you never let me close enough
To touch my heart to yours, you knew
It beat only for you, but you wouldn’t let
Me through, I was only a phase, your
Teenage years going up in a blaze of glory,
An amusing story to tell by the fire
Mocking my desire, you just never knew
It was real, I should not have let you
Steal what wasn’t mine to give.
On the third day there was you
Trying to touch me in all the wrong
Places, never knew which of my faces
You were ‘kissing’, (or mauling),
You smashed the remnants of my pride
Made me plead to be forgiven when
I was the one being driven to the edge
You fucking crazy bitch you gave me
Sleepless nights, endless fights, stuck
Between two fire signs, tried to make
My soul resign, evaporate and dissipate
It took a gale force wind to push you out
But like a bad tattoo you remind me of
Every bad choice I ever made.
On the fourth day there was you
Everything I love about you I created
And now, after reality has been reinstated
I still think more of you than you’ve been
I would have married the you of my dreams
You almost came back, but I wanted you too
Much, I guess, because you left again, I confess
It really was for the best, and sometimes
I still undress you in my mind, but then I realize
That your eyes wandered almost as much as mine
I would have forgiven you, if you could only
Have made up your goddamn mind. I might be
A jealous bitch, but you’re a fucking whore.
On the fifth day, there was you
You were too much like the original
I wanted your love, but your heart was granite
Easily wiped of the mess that feelings might have
Left on it, I was too soon for sex and too late
For love, but you liked to give me hope, every
Now and then throw this puppy a bone,
Petted and admired, I slept at your feet
You’d throw me treats, I waited with my
Tongue out, but you let the leash go before
I go attached, so much for that, but it’s nice
That I’m replaced, memory erased, don’t worry
Soon enough you’ll be alone.
On the sixth day there was you
My salvation, my Adonis, the one who
Saved me from myself and led me
To greater heights, gave me my sight
Back, so I can see you clearly, though
My lens are rose, I never regret that
You are the one I chose, you and I will
Stand on top of the world and reach for
The stars, we’ll drag the moon down to
Our level, and we will live in its light,
Like Peter Pan’s flight you keep me young
I’ll never grow up, thanks to you, but you
Make staying mean something again.
On the seventh day, my brain rested
So there was you
I became way too invested, serves me to
Have drowned in the well of your vagina
And like Samara I tried to claw my way out
You threatened to drown me in your feelings
And your drama, I might be a Cancer mama
But I’m not yours, so back off,
I’m glad you don’t talk to me, you’re a fucking
Femi-Nazi, way too crazy to be worth
Living with, you’re not my Helen, I won’t
Sacrifice my pride to save a face.
Music Box
-Disclaimer: I know I can’t write poetry for shit-
Dance me in circles
I always end up back with you
I’m a doll on a music box
Your song is the only tune
I know, and it’s always in my head
Plucking out its melody on my heartstrings
I will dance until I’m dead
You’re my red shoes
Keep me on point
Dance until my toes bleed
I tried to chop off my ankles
But forgot that trees need their
Roots, and you give me life
I’m going through withdrawals
The coke is cut with too much bleach
And I’m sweating through my dreams
While I have to hear my family preach
They say I need Jesus, my friends say
I need rehab, but little do they know
You’re the only god I’ll ever have
I reach out to you, but you draw away
So the foot of Mt Olympus is where I
Stay, praying that Aphrodite will have
Mercy on this mortal, Hephaestus will
Craft me new shoes of iron so I can dance,
Dance until I’m dead
I’m your greatest masochist
Beat me with leaden whips
Crucify me, I’m a slave
You’ve bled for my sins, I’m nothing
Only you can save me, so love me
Or slay me, but please don’t let the music stop.
December 16, 2013
Updates! The Hollow Living, Mr. Fingers, Official Website
Hello my darlings,
I know it has been a million years since I have posted anything. Before I go any further I want to shout-out and say THANK YOU to my new blog followers. You all make me smile.
In a soul-devouring kind of way.
So what is new? I have to have new projects happening, right? That is the only plausible explanation for my absence. Well, there is this black hole in every student’s life called “exam week” and it is shortly followed by “holidays”. So while yes, I have had time to work on my new projects, I have not had time to keep up with my blog. There is no logic, I understand this.
So again, one begs the question – what is new?
Well, THE HOLLOW LIVING finally came out. I’m not sure if I announced that or not (probably not). But if you click on the cover below, you can be taken straight to its Amazon source!
My personal website got a snazzy new update. Click one ME to go take a look! (Some updates are still pending. Bear with me.)
Other than working on The Bitch King (Age of Waking Death, #4) which has kind of taken a back seat, I have been working on a new horror novel called Mr. Fingers about a cannibalistic clown. It has been a ton of fun working on it so far. I have some promotional bookmarks coming out soon, and I have started my promotion way early. This book has its very own Facebook page set up, so if you enjoy clowns and horror, go check it out and give it a ‘like’! Either follow this link: https://www.facebook.com/mrfingershorror or click on the promotional bookmark.
That is all I have on the update front, for now. I promise a more entertaining post (AND a scary clown snippet!) once I can banish this headache. It’s trying to pierce through the walls of my skull at the moment. Maybe a trip to the liquor cabinet.
Your most adored,
C.N.F.
November 25, 2013
Cover Reveal: The Hollow Living
Reblogged from Vampires, Crime and Angels...Eclectic Me:
IT IS HERE!
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The Hollow Living - Book 3 in The Age of Waking Death series - is now out to buy!
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Blurb:
"He's dead. I killed him. I killed that godsdamned bastard."
The holy war that has threatened to tear Dragoloth apart is coming to an end. With so much at stake, both sides will do whatever it takes to win.
Thank you so much!
