Shiloh Walker's Blog, page 153

Randomness….on Tumblr and on Broken

I dunno what exactly Tumblr is supposed to do.  I did see that I could import my blog feed and twitter.  That's pretty easy.

And I see that I can update things from Uberr-which updates twitter, tumblr and facebook, COOL!  Anyway.  I did it.  I'm on Tumblr.  Sorta.

Now about BROKEN.  I got home from the hospital Saturday and my phone was ringing. I ignored it.  I just didn't feel good enough to talk.  But I should have answered.  It was a call to let me BROKEN had finaled in the romantic suspense category of the GDRWA's Bookseller's Best contest.

And then tonight…er, well, early this AM, actually, I got an email…apparently BROKEN is also a romantic suspense finalist in the Golden Quill Contest with Desert Rose RWA.  Um, yay!!!!

 

 

Today, we have a review from Kelly's dog

Yes. You read that right.

Kelly's dog.

The other day, we saw that Larissa says, Shiloh doesn't suck.

 She did too say that, I swear!  Granted, I'm not revealing the full context…

And now, I've got another awesome review.

Kelly's dog says…

Her books taste great.

I wanted more…but they took it away…You can read THEIR review here later on, but mine's better.  It tasted great.**

This review is completely made up.  Shiloh just thought it was funny.  And…well, she couldn't resist. (granted, she didn't try very hard…)

Quickie post…helping out the troops

 

I got this name from Kelley while I was in the hospital-she doesn't have many details, but it sounds like the guys in this man's unit aren't getting much in the way of care packages or letters from home.

They need stuff like shampoo, men's body wash and snacks, etc. They can be sent to:

 

Sgt Derek Rusnak

1/3 H&S Co PAT Team 2

Unit 44015

FPO AP 96607-4015

If you want to check out the FAQ I put together on Soldier Care Packages, that should answer most questions.

Quick note: for the next one to two weeks, I'm not going to be online much-there were complications with my surgery and I'm going to be pretty slow bouncing back.  I doubt I'll check back much to answer questions-pretty please, read the FAQ page.  It explains what can be sent, what can't, what the guys tend to like in the packages, etc.  It answers most questions.

Nicole is helping out as much as she can, but she's going to spread pretty thin until I'm back to normal.

Hunter's Fall…Random Snippets

 

Be warned…Nessa's going a little bit insane.

Chicago

One Year Later

So high up. What were people thinking, making something reach so high into the sky?

Nessa peered down at the earth far below, so far that the people down there didn't really look like people. More like little bugs scurrying back and forth.

"Why don't you just jump?"

It was only the third time Morgan had said it. If Nessa didn't know better, she'd think the ghost was getting bored.

"I won't jump because that would be too easy for you," she said, her voice flat and cold. "Too easy for us both."

"Easy . . . what in the fuck do you care if it's easy for you? You want it over, so just end it already. Be done with it."

Nessa swayed forward. Tempted. So very tempted. But she wouldn't do it. It was too easy. Just too easy. Which meant something would go wrong. If she jumped, she wouldn't die. She might well break every bone in this body and end up a fucking vegetable, but she suspected deep down that she wouldn't die.

God hated her too much to let her die.

"You know one thing I finally figured out, Morgan? I can't die. Not the easy way at least." She smiled humorlessly and murmured, "It would seem you're stuck with me."

Even as she swore, Morgan faded away. She wasn't strong enough to come to Nessa's mind for too long anymore. Definite plus, there. Nessa might not care for her body as she should, but the weaker she felt, the weaker Morgan was.

"Have you lost your mind?"

She glanced behind her and the wind whipped her hair into her eyes, blinding her. She caught it in her hand, holding it back from her face as she stared at Malachi.

Lifting a brow, she said, "Where the bloody hell did you come from?"

"What in the bloody hell are you doing?" he fired back. "Damn it, you have gone insane."

Malachi didn't look too impressed with the view from the top of the skyscraper. "I thought we had already decided on that particular subject, Mal."

Although he didn't age, Nessa decided he looked older now than he had a year before. Something akin to guilt tried to stir within her, but she simply didn't care enough.

She'd tried. Well and truly, she'd tried to settle back into this life that had been thrust upon her, tried to view it as the gift everybody else made it out to be. But then the one thing she had viewed as a gift—Mei-Lin—had been torn from her. That girl . . . Nessa had loved that girl like a daughter. More than.

She'd loved her, and just like Elias, Mei-Lin had been taken away from her.

It was just too much. That precious girl, all of her friends, all dead.

If this was the sort of gift life offered, Nessa wanted none of it.

Malachi, the poor fool, he worried. All of her friends did. Nessa wished she could care.

But she just didn't.

Looking from Malachi, she cocked her head and stared down at the street. "They are all in such a hurry," she murmured. She slid Malachi a glance and asked, "Why do you think mortals always rush to and fro, Mal? Don't they know that all that rushing accomplishes nothing? They'll still get sick. They'll still suffer. They'll still die."

"Lovely, morbid thoughts there, love." He blew out a disgusted sigh and edged a little closer. Stretching out his hand, Malachi quietly said, "Come down, Nessa."

"Hmmm . . ." A gust of wind picked up and as she held out her arms, it slapped against her with an intensity that made her clothes flap around her and had her swaying near the edge of one of the tallest buildings in the world.

In the middle of the fucking day. Malachi stared at her and then made the fool mistake of glancing down. While he tried to pretend he wasn't dizzy, Nessa giggled like a loon and murmured, "It almost makes me feel as though I could fly, Malachi. Truly fly, like a bird."

"You're not a bird, pet. What you'll do is fall—like a stone." Without feeling the least bit of shame, he backed away from the edge.

After walking the world for a good two thousand years, there was little that bothered him, but he had to admit standing on top of the Sears Tower was on the list. Wouldn't be so bad if she'd decided to do her sightseeing from inside the tower.

No, she was outside, on the roof, a place that wasn't exactly open to the public. He doubted she cared about that little detail, however. It was possible they wouldn't have too long before somebody came to investigate.

Mortals, they had their cameras everywhere. He scanned the area, looking for one of the infernal things, and found a number of them. "You know, there are cameras. Where there are cameras, there are often security types watching for suspicious activity. I hope you kept them in mind when you decided to visit this particular spot."

Nessa glanced at the cameras and rolled her eyes. "Bunch of silly electronics. They're all scrambled, and if I know security types, they'll be too busy trying to find the reason inside with their computers, gizmos and gadgets." She laughed. "Not a one of them will think to come looking out here and see if maybe a witch was in the area. We're bad on devices of an electrical nature at times."

Witches and technology didn't always mix well. She could short-circuit a camera from ten paces away . . . if she chose.

"Yes. I'm married to a witch, and I've been around them long enough to know they can fry those computers, gizmos and gadgets practically on purpose if they've a need."

Nessa slid him a sidelong look. "Then I imagine I had a need. I want peace, Mal. Some privacy."

"And you had to choose this spot to find it?" Nothing here worth seeing, at least not worth seeing from the outside. The huge antennas spiraling up into the sky weren't anything worth looking at in his opinion. "If God meant any of us to be this high up in the sky, He would have given us wings," Malachi muttered. From the corner of his eye, he saw Nessa standing as close to the edge as she could without actually going over it. "Bloody hell, would you move a little farther back?"

Grinning at him over her shoulder, she asked, "Why do you look so worried?"

As if he couldn't believe his ears, he repeated, "Worried? You're standing on the very edge of the fucking Sears Tower, all but dancing there."

"It's not called the Sears Tower any more, darling." She slid him a glance from the corner of her eye, smirking. "It's the Willis Tower."

"Willis Tower. Sears Tower. I don't care if they renamed it the fucking Eiffel Tower. You do know that if you fall, it could kill you."

"Do you think?" Nessa cast a hopeful glance over the edge and hummed under her breath. A mournful sigh escaped her and she murmured, "If only."

"Nessa, damn it."

June 7

You can also read the prologue and chapter one…

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I'm home…

Home, sore, and very tired. Also…VERY glad to be home.

Going to be a bit before I'm up to much.

Hunters Eli and Sarel

Another older EC title…remember, they've cut prices at places like ARe, Kindle and Nook!

Eli was going to die over it.

He had been out hunting, and hadn't paid attention. His prey had been a child molesting bastard. He never made it to the pervert's house.

As he stumbled to his knees, agony tearing through him, he decided that was his number one regret.

If he had known he'd never see another moonrise, he would have made certain Tori and Declan knew about this kill before he had left the house.

But he hadn't been expecting this.

The warning Malachi had issued had fallen to the back of his mind.

Hell, it had been nearly a fucking year since Malachi had shown his face and not one sign of this supposed girl who wanted him dead.

Until tonight.

Now he had a thick arrow—more like a spear than anything else—piercing his chest. Tinged with the scent of human blood, soaked in garlic, rubbed with some herb that he suspected was toxic to a vampire, and he was going to die. Eli summoned what little strength he still had and called out to his people. Hopefully some of his wolves could arrive in time. Quickly he sent a final, urgent command to Jonathan to take care of his prey and the child. Jonathan wasn't a true Hunter, not yet, but he would be in time and any were could handle one fucking, perverted child molester.

At least he could die knowing the little girl would be saved.

Behind him he heard footsteps, smelled a soft, sweet perfume and the musk of woman but he was too fucking weak to turn his head and look at his killer.

Soft, pleased laughter filled the air, but a bay rent the night and the woman cursed. "Seeing as how I don't want to die, and I know how many steps it takes to make sure a vampire is dead," she whispered in his ear from where she knelt behind him, "I think I will have to run.

"But I will see you dead. Until that happens, I have the pleasure of knowing you will suffer."

Eli coughed up blood, gagging, and spat it out as he fell forward, catching his weight on one hand. "Mind if I ask why you want me dead, witch?"

"Because you stole someone from me," she purred, her voice a soft seductive caress even to his dying ears. "Five years ago, a man and child died because of you…"

God help him, if Eli had possessed the strength, and the blood, that low, sexy voice would have made his cock hard as a pike without him even seeing the woman.

That was the last thing he remembered before he tumbled into oblivion.

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Friday 56

It's finally Friday again, YAY! So we know what that means, time for Friday 56.  Grab the closest (not necessarily what you're currently reading, just whatever happens to be near you at the moment). Turn to page 56 and give us the 5th sentence. You can also quote an extra one or two around it if you'd like, to give some context .

My closest…Dragon Bound by Thea Harrison.  I've heard rave reviews all over twitter about this book and broke my "no buying new books til you get the TBR stack more manageable…excluding releases for current series/must read authors" policy.

Without further ado…

"The sunlight was different here, clearer and thinner, and she got the sense of a nearby place drenched in magic."

I need books…

There are books out, or coming out soon, that I must buy.  But it's been a rough year and I haven't kept my booklist up to date.

Books I know that I need to grab:

Their instincts will save them.

Their passion will transform them.

Growing up with an unstable, often absent father who preached about the end of the world, Jenna never thought, in her wildest nightmares, that his predictions would come true. Or that he would have a plan in place to save her–one that includes the strong, stoic man who kidnaps and takes her to a remote cabin in the Pacific Northwest.

The mysterious ex-Marine named Mason owes a life-debt to Jenna's father. Skilled and steadfast, he's ready for the Change, but Jenna proves tough to convince. Until the power grid collapses and the mutant dogs attack–vicious things that reek of nature gone wrong.

When five strangers appear, desperate to escape the bloodthirsty packs, Jenna defies her protector and rescues them. As technology fails and the old world falls away, Jenna changes too, forever altered by supernatural forces. To fight for their future, she and Mason must learn to trust their instinctive passion–a flame that will see them through the bitter winter, the endless nights, and the violence of a new Dark Age.

This is Carrie Lofty & Ann Aguirre…nuff said. Check it out @ EllenConnor.com

With Blind Michael and his Hunt safely behind her, October "Toby" Daye is doing her best to settle back into a normal routine—or as normal of a routine as she can manage, with her personal Fetch now paying half the rent. Still, things seem to be mostly under control…until the events of a single night send everything reeling. Now, with the Queen of the Mists watching her back and the Lady of the Tea Gardens deathly ill, Toby has no choice but to get involved, no matter how much she wants to avoid it.

The trials ahead will be some of the worst faced by Toby and her strange band of allies, and not even Tybalt will be able to escape totally unscathed. What's worse, the Luidaeg is unavailable to help them. This time, they're on their own. And people keep making Toby wear dresses, which is just adding insult to dangerous injury…

(This is Book #4 in a series…UF, awesome series, you should read) Check it out at SeananMcGuire.com

When racing for the checkered flag…

Kendall Holbrook is determined to make it to the top, even with the challenge of being a woman on the male-dominated racing circuit. She doesn't have time for romance–especially not with racing rival Evan Monroe, the man who nearly crushed her dreams years ago. Forced into meeting up with him, Kendall is experiencing all those old feelings again–and she can't deny that they still have more than enough chemistry to set fire to the track.

…expect a few speed bumps.

After getting dropped by his biggest sponsor, Evan is watching his racing season go up in flames. Now, the only replacement available is completely humiliating: a co-sponsorship for his-and-her deodorant with Kendall Holbrook–the girl who once broke his heart. Acting like Kendall doesn't still get him all hot and bothered is bad enough, but the biggest challenge awaits him on the track- where Evan has to decide if a second chance at love is more important than making it to the finish line…

Now this book, I have.  Need to read it. Check it out at ErinMcCarthy.net

Okay, those are some of the books I've missed, some I need to check out.  What are you looking for, what have I missed, what's coming out?

Hmmm…which one isn't right?

Time to have fun…

One is wrong.  Which one.  (Yes, she's going to kill me for this… *G*)

I'm outta here…

Sticky post-newer posts below. Okay guys… I'm going to be seriously absent, most likely, for a short bit.  

I have to check into the hospital in the morning-it's a pain in the tail, necessary procedure that will hopefully be the last time I have see this doc of mine for a while.

Again, for those who've emailed and stuff, please don't worry.  It's nothing scary bad, just painful bad and we have to fix things.  I'll be feeling pretty blah for a few days and I doubt I'll be around on the forum, the blog, twitter, email, etc until I emerge from the pain haze.  I've loaded myself up with books, we've got netflix, and I'm going to try to just relax for a few days and heal up.

The blog has some posted preloaded but I'm not going to be around to answer much or chat.  Nicole will be, though.

I'll be back when I can.

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