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Introducing Author, D.L. Carter **Author Feature**

Introducing author, D.L. Carter
D.L. Carter was decanted from her incubation pod in the outback of Australia many decades ago. This terrifying event was closely followed by shrieks of "there, there it goes. Hit it with a brick!"These valiant attempts to correct the existence of D.L. were, unfortunately, unsuccessful and she now resides in New Jersey, US., in a box with her toys, two human beings and three cats.


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**Mature Audience Advisory***Brothers are supposed to be kind... caring... supportive... protective. Catherine Walman's brother, however, is not. He has maligned her reputation until no honorable man will seek her company, wasted her dowry and endangered her home with his gambling and now his new wife has made it clear Catherine is no longer welcome. The hand of fortune intervenes when a letter arrives advising Catherine that a stranger has bequeathed to her "a home and money to keep it." Catherine seizes upon this chance, hoping that it might be enough for her to be independent, to be free - only to discover this stranger also had a brother, or two, or three.
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5 star review 
Don't you love when good things happen to people who really deserve it? And, when horrible people get what they deserve? That is the type of literary fulfillment that Ms. Carter is offering with this regency mystery/romance. As with all her works, the characters are complex, the dialogue is witty, the plot is intriguing, the mystery is not-easily-solved (or guessed) and the romance is perfectly paced with just the right amount of steam! My favorite thing about this work is that, though the suspense kept me on edge, there were several well-placed laugh-out-loud moments. I know that I will read this one again and again!

5 star Review

I love love love Crimes of the Brothers. I must admit, I am a fan of D.L. Carter, I expect great things from her and with this book I was once more deeply entertained. I find that you can't go wrong with wit, romance and laughter. More than once my husband asked what was so funny since I wouldn't stop laughing. The main character, Catherine, is a strong woman with a weak family to say the least. The brother is irresponsible and totally deplorable. She is financially savvy and can hold her own with the best of them. This book makes me want to travel to England, the description of the country side transport me back in time. The Marbone Estate could be the setting of the next BBC short series. I was thinking of Downton Abbey quite often when reading the happenings of such a large Estate. I adore Sir Philip De Clerke, at times I wanted to kiss the book and hope the kiss reached him...lol. And of course, Sir Philip's mother has to be the overbearing, overreaching future mother in law. There were twist and turns in the story's plot to keep me wondering and entertained. I'll keep my fingers cross and hope there is a sequel to this book. :)
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Meet Author, Paula J. Knight! Facebook Release Party!

Meet our guest, author, Paula J. Knight! 
Paula Knight was born in Glen Dale, West Virginia and, although she has lived in several major cities, she has returned to the simplicity of home. She has always been involved with animals and obtained a Bachelor of Arts in Equestrian Science in 1981. You will see some sort of critter in nearly all of her works. After going through some major life crises, including a bout with breast cancer, she pursued a nursing degree and has spent most of her adult life as a Registered Nurse, specializing in Geriatric and Alzheimer's patients. She wrote her first novel, UNTIL I SEE YOU, at the age of fifty and has been hooked on writing ever since. Her first four books are of the romance genre, but she has ventured into romantic mysteries recently and is currently working on a series of that theme. The birth of her first grandchild has encouraged her to explore children's books as well. In her spare time she enjoys showing her AKC registered dogs, which she has been doing for over 30 years. Her other passion is travel and she has been fortunate to enough to see a great deal of the world. Her favorite locations include Nova Scotia, Scotland and Ireland as well as Great Britain, and utilizes them in her work.

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Red Rex: Blood Echoes ** Book Blast **

Red Rex: Blood EchoesAuthor, Calinda B.

"Your true name is Red Rex. The baddest of badasses, an alpha warrior beyond compare, here to wipe out the existence of the Deltarcs..." Or, at least, that's what he's been told.

Eighteen year old Gaige Dupond has his life all mapped out. Lose his virginity to Emily. Get married. Become a pro soccer player and travel the world. Simple, right?
His father, a pure-bred Deltarc from another planet, whose race is growing extinct on planet Earth, has other plans--either confirm that he truly takes after his warrior father, and not his dearly departed empath mother, or snuff out his existence.
All plans go awry, however, when the dangerous red darkness in Gaige is awakened like a beam of hell flickering from his right eye, in a night of relentless sexual initiation. Intense cravings and unquenchable arousal are stimulated, and Gaige must find a way to satisfy them without destroying his victims. Pursued by a vicious Deltarc bounty hunter, Deltarc tracking hounds and his father's wicked minions, he loses his home, his life, all that he holds dear in pursuit of the truth. In his quest to find his mother, victim to a corrupt cryopreservation project in outer space, and right the wrongs inflicted on him, he finds something far darker--his own sinister motivations and the need to feed on something other than human food. His only companion, a lab rat refugee named Sojourn, Gaige knows he'll never be loved--not in the way he'd always envisioned. Will he find the revenge he's seeking, or will he become an evil replica of his father? That's the last thing he'd ever wish on himself, but it may be his only option for survival.


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  5 stars - Calinda B has crafted a very intricate, well described story. Gaige is a normal boy attending high school, playing soccer and in love with his girlfriend Emily. He suddenly faces a very violent coming of age at the hands of his father. While he searches for his mother with the help of his teacher, an older woman and an escaped lab rat, he learns to use his new powers. As he finally accepts himself for who he is now, all of his other problems work themselves out. I absolutely loved this story. Kudos, Calinda.

An Excerpt From Author, K.N. Lee's "A Gifted Curse"

A Gifted CurseK.N. Lee

Malah rummaged through the dead guard’s clothing. Sweat dripped from her forehead onto the man’s chest as the heat of the room gained intensity. With each droplet of sweat, his bare-chested skin sizzled. Malah grew dizzy and despite the heat felt a debilitating coldness crawl under her skin as her hand searched the last pocket.Nothing.She pulled her dagger from the guard’s head and wiped it clean on the bottom of her nightgown. Her eyes scanned the corridor. Four dead Parthan soldiers lie on the stone floor. None of them had an antidote for whatever poison the clerics had given her. Her full belly churned. She pressed her hand to her belly and closed her eyes with a sigh. Life stirred beneath her palm. Two innocent lives.The Parthans may be strong and powerful, but her gifts gave her an advantage, even if Dwy and his Cleric did weaken her.The Reen guards that patrolled the exit would not be so easy to kill. They were larger, stronger, and composed of stone. Malah wished that they’d never been created. They had kept her prisoner for too long.Malah opened her eyes and breathed in deeply. Within moments, cold air made her golden skin tighten and her toes and fingers numb. Her arms raised and she squeezed her eyes closed as she fed power to the air around her. She peeked through one of her eyelids to see the stone guards turn from brown, to gray.Frozen, they would not give her any trouble for the next few minutes.Minutes. That’s all she had.Whispers filled her head as she ran down the chilly corridor. The dark didn’t bother her, but the voices did. They’d never allow her to escape. Not when the entire planet needed her for its survival. Malah didn’t care about them anymore. She wanted to go home. If she could rid their poisons from her body, she could finally think straight again.She cursed herself for being so stupid. Why had she allowed herself to fall in love? She should have known better. Love never ended well. Hadn’t she seen the results of such a foolish emotion enough times before? Why hadn’t she learned from her ancestors?Love is a curse, Malah thought with a bitter grimace. She tried to shove Dwy’s black eyes from her mind. His touch used to be so gentle. The heart-break hurt more than the betrayal.Malah wrung her hands. The gray guards slept upright, like statues, their hands formed into daggers, but kept inside the metallic scabbards at their sides. It looked like they simply had their hands in their pockets, but she knew better. She only hoped they wouldn’t be activated before she could escape.“One, two, three, four,” she chanted into her cold hands. Her power was weak. Her heart seemed to shake inside her chest.                  She had neglected her practice for far too long. She rubbed her hands together and poured out a tiny burst of power. “Yolie! Please, come forth!”A small light formed in the palm of her hand. Malah smiled. Her heart thumped, but this time it was with hope. Perhaps her skills weren’t too rusty after all. The light turned into a ball. She puckered her golden lips and kissed it. The ball of light began to take the form of a tiny figure. The figure uncurled itself. A pop of lightning slammed into the figure and the sound of bells filled Malah’s ears.“Sweet Blessings,” Malah breathed with relief. She dared to let a smile appear on her lips. When was the last time I smiled, she wondered. She pursed her lips and shook her head. No time for reminiscing. Yolie’s bright smile warmed her heart she rested on her knees. Like a doll, Malah’s favorite Blessing had returned. After years of being unable to call upon her, they were once again reunited. Malah could have jumped for joy. Instead, she hid in a corner, with her back against the cold stone wall. She watched the tiny person look up at her with large red eyes that sparkled like rubies. Then, it tugged at its black hair, making it longer and longer, until the curling locks could be coiled around its body like a dress. “Blessed One,” the creature called. She stood in Malah’s hand and looked around. “Where are we this time?”Malah closed her eyes and sighed. She rested her head against the wall and shrugged. “Yolie, we are in big trouble. We are in Partha.”Yolie’s big eyes widened. “No, Blessed One. We have to get out of here! This is not one of ours!”“That’s why I summoned you. I need your help.”Yolie nodded but pursed her thin lips. “But Blessed One, what do you need me to do?” She sprouted red wings and flew from Malah’s golden hand to hover just inches from Malah’s face.Malah’s gaze lifted to the open air ceiling. The passing sky beckoned to her. The clouds seemed to float and dance and she remembered what it felt like to be free. Free to fly with her family. She felt a stab in her heart as she realized that she would never fly with them again. She was the last, but she would not let that stop her. “How did you get here, Blessed One?” Yolie asked. “We are far from home.”Malah sighed. She gave Yolie a sheepish look from beneath her golden bangs. “I was curious. I wanted to see what this new race looked like.”Yolie frowned. “Why? I don’t understand.”Malah shook her head. “It isn’t important. I need you to fly me out of here.”Yolie clapped her hands. “Oh yes! Yes! I can do it! Let’s go home! Let’s play together again. I do miss our games, Blessed One.”Malah glanced back. It was still quiet in the temple. She might have a chance. Her hands shook. She looked down at them and nearly wept. Blood covered her small golden hands. It had seeped into the crevices of her palm and dried to a dry, sticky, paste. She’d never had to kill anyone before. She’d never had a reason to. Now, nine dead guards and a cleric would haunt her dreams for all eternity. Even if they deserved their fate, the guilt would never fade.“Good,” Malah said and stepped back to give Yolie room. “Go on. Shift.”Yolie made a face. “You forget, Blessed One. I need more of your blessing.”Malah sighed. She had forgotten. Her head was so full of fuzzy thoughts that she could barely think straight. She was losing time. The poison was too strong. Her vision blurred, but she nodded and held a palm out for Yolie to sit in. “Okay, quickly.”Yolie flew into Malah’s hand and bowed on her knees.Gold light filled the room as Malah ignited her blessing. Her golden body levitated as she breathed soft words into her palm. “I give you love. I give you light. I give you the power to Shift and take flight.”Yolie opened her eyes and smiled. “That was beautiful, Blessed One. Thank you.”Malah fell to her knees and hung her head, drained. “You deserve every blessing, Yolie. Now please hurry.”Yolie nodded quickly and flew into the air. She stretched her red wings and flexed her dangling legs. Her hair unwrapped from around her body and floated around her as she Shifted. Red feathers started to grow all over her pale naked flesh. Her face was covered, and her hair continued to float. Like a giant bird, Yolie’s nose became a red beak and her eyes grew larger. She bowed to Malah.“Climb on, Blessed One.”Malah leapt into the air with grace and landed onto Yolie’s smooth back. She pressed her face to Yolie’s feathers and held onto her neck. “Take me home, Yolie,” Malah whispered. “They have hurt me, and I need to recharge.”Yolie’s body vibrated as she purred. “Oh Blessed One. Yolie told you to be careful. Yolie is always right.”Malah squeezed her eyes shut. Tears stung her eyes and she wiped them on Yolie’s smooth back. Life grew inside of her. Such a miracle was true power. Even as a child when Malah went through training, she never imagined she’d be able to do something so incredible.Despite the pain of being betrayed by her husband, she was escaping, with their unborn children. The last hope for the Jinn. A loud explosion made Malah gasp. Shards of green magic shot out towards her. Something clamped around her neck and yanked her from Yolie’s back.Malah screamed for her friend as she was pulled from the air and sent crashing to the hard floor. Yolie fought back and was stabbed by the tip of a red bone spear. Her bird-like screech ripped through the air, sending waves of vibrations throughout the entire room. Malah had to act quickly. She reached out and created a glowing door that hovered in the air. She could never live with the guilt of a friend’s death, and so, she banished her. “Away with you!” she cried.Yolie obeyed, as always. She nodded. Her white body flickered and faded into the cold air. Her essence seeped into the doorway and the door vanished.  Malah wiped the blood from her face and glared at the clerics in red cloaks that surrounded her. Protecting the clerics were Parthan soldiers with their bone spears.Vornid peered down at her from beneath his hood. He reached a hand to Malah’s face and grabbed her by her soft cheeks. Malah squirmed as the abnormally tall cleric lifted her from the ground. She dangled before him like a child as his black eyes bore into hers. The grip he had on her neck made her sick. She trembled. He wanted to crush her throat, but such a thing would ruin them all. As much as he hated her. The entire Parthan race needed her.“Who said that you could go anywhere, Blessed One?” he snarled.Malah felt a hot tear trail from her eye and down her cheek. Vornid watched the tear as it fell to his gloved hand. He raised a brow as it burnt through the black fabric.His eyes flickered up to hers, the wrinkles in his forehead deepening as his brows furrowed. Malah could see much knowledge in his eyes. Too much knowledge, and still not enough.“I will kill you, Vornid. You know this,” Malah said after sucking in a breath. “It is a promise.”Vornid’s dry gray lips curled into a grin. She could smell milk on his breath. The milk of a nursing mother. It turned her stomach. “No, you won’t,” he whispered.            Malah cried out as he put his other hand on the top of her head, nearly crushing her skull. Heat filled her head and her body shook while Vornid held her. She had no choice. At this time, Vornid was more powerful than her. Too much poison filled her veins.
            Malah fought it, with all of her strength, but within seconds she met the eerie black of her own mind.

Smolder on a Slow Burn Blog Tour! Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

Chapter One
Omaha, NebraskaAllison Webster ran out of the train station, cursing herself. How had she managed to miss the porter’s call for everyone to board? She had to catch that train. She couldn’t risk staying any longer in Omaha. Someone had followed her to the boarding house last night and even though reason told her she was being foolish, she was certain she recognized the man as Nathan Garrison, from Colton County, Georgia.“Wait!” Allison ran as fast as heeled boots would allow. Her small carpetbag banged against her leg as she chased after the train. “Please, wait!”She caught up to the caboose, but the train was increasing speed. Black smoke belched from the behemoth’s massive diamond stack. A man poked his head out of a boxcar just in front of the last car. Even running for all she was worth, she noticed his smirk.“Toss that bag up here and give me your hand,” he shouted, holding his hand out to her.Without thinking of the possible consequences, Allison tossed her little bag into the car and grabbed the offered hand. He caught her wrist, and with one pull, lifted her into the air and swung her into the livestock car. Momentum carried her forward, and she fell to her knees in the straw, presumably bedding for the two cross-tied horses. At least it was clean, she comforted herself, and she hadn’t landed in anything distasteful. She knelt for a few moments to catch her breath and gather her scattered thoughts. Goodness, she never would have thought it possible for someone to pick her up and throw her as if she was little more than a sack of feed.
After several gulping breaths, she pushed herself to stand and turned to the man who had rescued her. He stood in the open doorway, leaning a shoulder against the frame, his back to the landscape speeding by at a faster and faster pace. He wore a threadbare grey overcoat, the double row of brass buttons tarnished, the elbows patched. Fraying canary yellow overlay bordered the cuffs and stand-up collar. A single gold star graced either side of the collar, the thread in the embroidery faded to almost the same shade as the frayed overlay. Three thin stripes of age-dulled gold braid spiraled up the sleeves from the cuffs in an intricate pattern. A battered, sweat-stained cavalry styled hat covered his head and shaded half his face.
Available on AmazonAllison Webster dreams of having an adventure like the characters in the books she loves. But there is no romance in being pursued by a man who wants her dead for educating the children of former slaves. Unlike the heroines she reads about she doesn't have a trusty companion to rescue her...until she literally runs into A.J. Adams, a former Confederate cavalry officer. Now, she just has to convince A.J. he really is the honorable man and hero depicted in the dime novel she is reading. 

Branded a "traitor" for more than ten years, scarred by harsh treatment in an inhumane prisoner of war camp, A.J. Adams wants revenge. Allison Webster's arrival into his life provides the bait to destroy the men who murdered his wife and daughters and kidnapped his little brother. The men pursuing Allison are the very same men he has sworn to kill. Falling in love and admitting he might actually be a hero means surrendering his need for vengeance. Surrender is not part of A.J.'s battle strategy. 


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Introducing Author, Roberta Pearce

Meet our guest, Roberta Pearce!Author Bio:

Roberta Pearce’s relationship with romance novels began when she fell into a box of her aunt’s dog-eared treasures that miraculously opened at the most interesting bits. All through post-secondary adventures – Russian Lit: good; torrid love scenes: better – this amour de HEA took her, though it goes without saying that she failed French. One day, she decided to make a useful contribution to society and write HEAs rather than just reading them, and still seeks one for herself in real life. 
First-time participant and winner of 2013 NaNoWriMo, Pearce is still waiting for her cheque. Her influences include Fyodor Dostoyevsky [his dreamy side], Douglas Adams, Rupert Brooke, Mary Burchell, and Omar Khayyam. While she currently has no pets, she once had a pair of Siamese fighting fish named Pat and Mike, whose ghosts appear occasionally in her novels. Her imaginary hobbies include climbing Kilimanjaro and enjoying lofty literature. Her real hobbies include drinking copious bottles of wine with good friends while discussing anything that pops to mind.

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K.N. Lee's Ultimate Writing Playlist

I was challenged to post my writing playlist by  Author, Jeané Elliott Bennett. 
Well thank you, ma'am! I love to share!
The following is just a fraction of my ULTIMATE WRITING PLAYLIST!
1. Cursum Perficio- Enya2. Closing In- Imogen Heap3. Violet Hill- Coldplay4. Gates of Instanbul- Loreena Mckennit5. Battlestar Gallactica soundtrack- Bear McCreary6. Blade runner Sountrack- Vangelis7. BYOB- System of a Down8. Pax Deorum- Enya9. Into the Trees- Zoe Keating (cello!!)10. Last Days- Max Richter11. La Sonadora- Enya12. Nocturne- Secret Garden13. Let Me Lie- Hayley Westenra14. Army of Me- Bjork15. I Am the Day- Libera16. Into the Night- Julie Cruise17. Heart's a Mess- Gotye18. One of Us is the Killer- The Dillinger Escape Plan19. The Lightning Strike- Snow Patrol20. Ri Na Cruinne- Clannad

Author Lawrence BoarerPitchford’s Top Ten Favorite Books **Blog Tour**

Author Lawrence BoarerPitchford’s top ten favorite books:
Number 10,     The Devine Comedy, by Dante AlighieriNumber 9,       Hyperion, by Dan SimonsNumber 8,       The 97th Step, by Steve PerryNumber 7,       Dune, by Frank HerbertNumber 6,       The Odyssey, by HomerNumber 5,       Inferno, by Larry NivenNumber 4,       The Ringworld, by Larry NivenNumber 3,       The Complete Conan Saga, by Robert E. HowardNumber 2,       The Watchmen, by Alan Moore and David GibbonsNumber 1,       V for Vendetta, by Alan Moore and David Lloyd
Lawrence BoarerPitchford, Authorwww.boarerpitchford.comThadiusSawbonesThe Lantern of Dern BlackhammerIn the World of HyboriaTales of Mad Cows and BrothelsAvailable at Amazon.com and Smashwords.com
Within the fiery crucible of the abyss of time I was conceived. From that sticky and unwashed oblivion emerged a man that clawed his way to the bottom rung of the ladder of life. From there he could only go up – and since it was the clear choice, up he went. It is to that second rung that I pulled myself up to. Through heroic trials of bold deeds, and burnt offerings, a muse came to me, and with it the passion to put ink to paper. Unfortunately, skill took a little longer, and again I clung on with inspiration and jarring reality clinging to my feet as I dangled from the rung. That's when hard work, divine intervention and blind luck came together to shape this lump of clay into what I now think to be an author. 
But, it is not up to me to determine the outcome of all my hard work. It is up to the reader - for without those critical and ever hungry eyes prying over each word, my self-worth would be naught. Therefore, take this un-to-me, that you are the biographer of the author, for it is you who will tell the tale of my success or failure. 
Check out his latest novel, The Lantern of Dern Blackhammer! The Lantern of Dern BlackhammerThere was a war. In a desperate moment, a handful of warriors came together to forge the single most powerful magic weapon that had ever existed. It was the one thing that could defeat a pair of gods, and set the very plane of existence back upon its balance.Then, it was lost. 
It is a gilded age. A time when city states come together in the name of commerce, and wealth. The finer things can be had by the common being, and magic relics are sought after for their beauty and power. Such ancient things can lead to trouble, so the city state of Mooreconducts a cold war of espionage to further its interests, and truth be told, so does everyone else. While the average citizen enjoys a walk in the park, or a carriage ride to the theater, evil strides the land in search of ancient magic to undo the  very fabric of the world.
Ford must lay hands on an ancient magic relic that could spell doom for his city and possibly the world. The  problem? An ambitious mage named Raven Hill has set  his eyes on the item, and all the power it will imbue him with.  Ford races against time, the elements, andeven fate, to keep the single most powerful magic weapon that exists from falling into the hands of a mad man. If he fails, Ford’s beloved city, and all other cities,will bow down to a self-made god.
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Quick Fire Q&A with Author, Michael Holman

Q1:  Coffee or Tea?    Tea
Q2:  What super power do you wish you had?  Speed, as long as Endurance was part of the package. LOL  :)
Q3:  Favorite author?  Tom Clancy
Q4:  What is a special ability or hobby that many people may not know you have?    I split firewood with an axe and a hatchet, never a chainsaw.  Chainsaws need either electricity or gasoline.  I don't need either one.  TIMBER!  
Q5:  Who would play the main characters in your book in the movie version?    Ben--Owen Wilson Tabitha--Hayley Atwell Lilith--Kate Beckinsdale Joe--Samuel L. Jackson 
Meet Michael HolmanHi, I'm Michael W. Holman--pleased to meet you.Here's part of what BlueInk Review had to say about my first book: "Resolve And Retribution is an original genre novel sure to delight resolute vampire aficionados. The satisfying ending leaves readers hoping for more." If you would like to read their whole review, I invite you to visit www.blueinkreview.com when the opportunity presents itself.I don't have a background in the construction industry, but I'd like to use an analogy as if I did. The foundation for my first novel was actually poured in the late 90's when a pen-pal I had in Birmingham England sent me a number of documents that contained interesting facts about the city's history, in addition to travel-related informative brochures. I regret to say my pen-pal and I lost contact with each other long ago. However, the material she mailed me remains in my possession to this day. Rather sentimental--perhaps antiquated since our planet's living in the Digital Age--but that's the way I roll.As I said, the documents Jane sent were the foundation, but the building didn't actually get started until 2009, when I watched a DVD in my collection and a supporting character asked the lead one if he'd "ever written that book". When the sad reply was negative, a spark ignited inside. I remember telling myself "That WILL NOT happen to ME."I began to ask myself what if. What if I wrote a story of vampires but with origins unlike what I'd read in works I'd enjoyed? What if it was the GUY who was the human with bills to pay and a job to do and his romantic interest stopped aging when she was a young noblewoman during England's Civil War? And what if, despite all the supernatural powers of the undead she possessed, it was that ordinary man's free will which would decide her fate in a VAMPIRE civil war?So, there's the background of how "Resolve And Retribution" went from a concept to a novel that was published in September of 2013.Will others agree with those five Amazon customers who enjoyed my first book enough to give it the coveted 5-star rating? I hope so, but I have no control over that, so I'll deploy the same power my fictional character lead character/narrator Ben does and use my free will to decide stress is stupid, thus I won't poison myself with it.Besides, I don't have TIME for foolishness. I'm working on my sequel novel ("Returns And Reunions") after all--well--when I'm not on duty at my ODOT work station or running in Salem Oregon's Bush Park.All the best to you and yours.

Meet My Character Blog Tour (Halston)

MEET MY CHARACTER BLOG TOUR: Halston
I was asked to join by the lovely, Glenda Horsfall!
Glenda Horsfall was born and brought up in the beautiful city of Edinburgh.
From an early age she was an avid reader. She became engrossed in reading romance novels in her early teens and promised herself that one day she would sit down and write her own.
That dream has now been achieved with the publication of her first novel 'Playing for Keeps'.  A tale of Domination and submission, the story is also a romance with a Happy Ever After ending!
Glenda now lives on the Fylde Coast of England with her own hero. She has a grown up son and three beautiful grand-daughters.
Having worked for many years as an Accountant, she loves being able to let her creative imagination run wild as she creates romantic stories for you to enjoy.
Website: http://www.GlendaHorsfall.comTwitter:   http://www.twitter.com/@GlendaHorsfallFacebook:  http://www.facebook.com/GHorsfallAuthorWordpress: http://ghorsfallblog.wordpress.com

What is the name of your character? Is he/she fictional or a historic person? Halston is a fictional character that was created in my dreams. He is an angel and Koa's guardian in my series, The Chronicles of Koa.
When and where is the story set? The story takes place in modern day England. 
What should we know about him/her?Halston is an angel and general in the Netherworld Division. He helps monitor and keep peace between the supernatural population and the humans.
What messes up his / her life? Halston is a fallen angel, but instantly saw his error and has been trying to redeem himself for centuries. 


His only flaw is that he loves the half-blood vampire Koa, and that she weakens his resolve to stay on the righteous path.

What is the main conflict? There is a demon that knows Halston and his weaknesses, and using Koa to make him do things that he wouldn't normally do. Koa's mother is the only one that can destroy this demon. But she is cursed, Halston leads Koa to the supernatural world where there is an improsoned prophet that knows how to break the curse.
What is the personal goal of the character? Halston wants to redeem himself in order to return to Heaven. 
Is there a working title for this novel, and can we read more about it?The name of the book is Netherworld: The Chronicles of Koa Book One, the sequel is Dark Prophet, and the third book is called Lyrinian Blade. They are available on Amazon.com.

When can we expect the book to be published? Lyrinian Blade: The Chronicles of Koa Book Three will be available March 2015!

Netherworld is available on Amazon
Here are some other wonderful writers who are taking part next week (8th September), you’ll be able to check out their Meet My Character posts on their respective blogs.
Check out the next blog stop on Monday!Kirstin Pulioff Www.KirstinPulioff.com