TGIF and Happy 11/11/11 :)
TGIF Everyone and Happy 11/11/11!! Okay, so today I decided to give a nice big promo of my upcoming release: KISS OF THE WOLF. This is the second book in my Darkness Unleashed series and I had a blast writing it. The heroine's name is Kara and she is one spunky woman. She keeps the hero, Zachius, on his toes (among other things). I've included the synopsis and a short snippet from the novel. It will be released Nov. 15th. Enjoy everyone and hope you all have a very wonderful weekend! Blurb: A promise made is more than he'd bargained for…
Fiery and strong, Kara had always walked alone. Gifted with magick, she was a born healer, sent out by her people as her older sister had been to check on the village across the Baylo Sea, a burden shed gladly accepted. Had she known the danger that followed her or the man who'd save her would she have gone?
Sent to find Saleene's sister, Zachius is plagued with the vision of the woman who haunts his dreams. A warrior and loner, he never imagined the woman he swore to save would indeed be the one from his dreams. His soul torn from his duty to protect Kara and the need to be near her clashing in his heart, he unsure which will win.
Can he save her from the evil before it's too late….
or will he be the one needing to be saved…
Excerpt: Kara moved through the darkness of the forest. Each step she took forward her stomach twisted into knots. Holding a small torch, she allowed the flickering flames to light her way. Low bending branches fanned above her as the moon glowed a shade of crimson. She knew the legends. Blood moons always foretold of death or danger. Her warning system was in agreement with it tonight. She hurried along the trail, her gaze darting back and forth along the path. A cool wind had begun to push through the forest, its caress light across her skin. Leaning her back against one of the old oak trees, her mind began to wander. Something was off, she was certain of it. Her internal warning system kicked in earlier, alerting her to the subtle disturbance in the air. It was as if the forest was changing, taking on a life of its own. Sending her senses out in every direction, she waited. Turning to look up, she found a dark blanket of clouds had begun to move in. Shrouding the moonlight from the ground below, she wondered what else was at work. Her head spun back to the woodlands when she caught a flicker of movement. "Oh no, gods please don't." A feeling of dread began to spread through the night like a web. Cocking her head to the side, she closed her eyes. She tried to listen for any sound of movement, anything that might give direction, but silence was all she found. Opening her eyes she found an opaque mist begin to swirl towards her. Its size increased with every breath she took. A shift in the fabric of the forest brushed against her and she knew it wasn't for the better. Mist descended upon her, enveloping her small figure in a dense cocoon. It wasn't nature, and the force of it drove the air from her lungs.Kara closed her eyes. She needed to find the right sound. Her friends had disappeared ahead of her, but she knew they could not have gotten too far. Minutes later she heard them, walking and laughing, their voices growing more distant. She knew they didn't feel the change in the area. Unaware of the danger, they never stopped. They continued into the darkness, their footsteps an echo on the wind. Above the canopy of the forest, two owls called out to her, their voices eerie in the silence of the night that surrounded her. Kara watched as they bolted skyward and out of sight. Their sudden departure, though, was a warning she was not about to dismiss. Something lurked in the shadows and it was hunting her friends. Looking around, she attempted to take in her surroundings, to memorize where she was and where the danger was headed. Every step she took forward, it felt as if some phantom was following her. No matter which route she took it was there, just out of sight. Shaking her head, she knew she needed to find her friends and get out of there before something bad happened. Turning to the left, she caught a flash of red. Whatever it was vanished before she could focus. "This isn't funny Gaaby, where are you guys?" She called out.Deep down she knew her cries could not be heard. Gaaby and the others had gone too far ahead. She continued to sprint through the foliage, calling for her friends, hoping to hear some faint sound from up ahead. Each step forward drew a cold veil of foreboding across her. For as long as she could remember, she could sense when death was near. Tonight was no different, except the strength was more than she was used to. Falling to her knees, she clasped her hands against her head, trying to push out the calls of the souls. Dropping the torch to the ground, Kara allowed the warm glow of the light to illuminate where she was. Slowly the flicker of the flames began to spread across the area; the sudden light pushing the shadows back into the forest. Her eyes adjusted to the increase in light, a stifled cry lodged in her throat. In front of her lay her friend, her body convulsing as she gasped for air. Gaaby's eyes, wide with fear, searedd in her mind. The agony on her friend's face tore at her. "Help...me...please..." Her words, mere broken whispers, were laced with terror. The ominous glow of the light flickered across her ashen skin, showing the seriousness of the injuries she had suffered. Crimson blood flowed from her wounds; the sight more than Kara could take. Pushing the state of her friend's body from her mind, she moved forward. She needed to see if she could save her friend. Giving up on her was not an option. As she advanced, a movement behind her friend caught her attention. The moment her gaze found the source of the disturbance, her stomach dropped. Time slowed to a crawl, as her vision took in what lay past Gaaby. There were so many dead, their bodies torn to pieces and tossed about the area as if garbage. Her eyes darted to the darkest part of the area. From within the shadows she found a pair of red-rimmed eyes staring back at her. A malevolent smile crossed its placid skin to reveal canine teeth protruding from its mouth. Such evil made her skin crawl. It shouldn't exist, couldn't exist in this peaceful place. That is what she had been brought up to believe. Yet, here in front of her, stood the spawn of evil. All around her lay the bodies of her dead companions, their cries echoing through her mind. She moved to cover her ears from their cries, but it would do no good since the cries do not echo on the wind, but inside her head. The screams of ghost that now surrounded her. "No." Her whispered denial fell on the ears of the dead. Staring at her enemy, she refused to back down. It was pure evil. The stench of death emanated for its very pores. Wave after wave of emotions washed across her, the force of them knocking her to her knees. Desperate to wade through the onslaught of emotions she had captured from her friends, Kara tried to reach Gaaby, to save at least one soul. As she inched closer to the still figure of her friend, the ghoul's talon-like fingers laced around Gaaby's fragile neck and pulled her limp body into the shadows and away from the light. A soft crack of bone being broken drifted on the wind and back to Kara. "No! You can't have her." Anger pulsed through Kara like a wild storm. She threw her cries out into the night. Come hell or death she would not leave her friends here.Frantic to retrieve their bodies, Kara reached deep inside and called upon the elements to help her. Jumping back onto her feet she moved towards the darkness. Like a lion on the prowl, she allowed the wind to bring her news of the direction her friend had been taken. It didn't take long before she got the answer she sought. Inch by inch she approached the place she knew the ghoul had gone. Her heart began to beat harder in her chest the closer she got. Desperate to find her, and her enemy, her eyes raked the area for any hint of movement. She still had no idea why it had chosen this place and this night to attack. Questions, without answers, continued to assault her mind. Pushing them to the side, she focused her mind on finding Gaaby. In the distance, a blood-curdling scream echoed in the silence of the forest. The sound sent the animals of the forest running. Above her the owl had returned, its call of death impossible to miss. "No, it can't be." Racing ahead, she found downed branches and scorched earth. There were small patches of clothing and hair on the ground, her mind trying to register everything she saw. Through another bush and around the bend she came to a dead stop. "Gaaby!" Kara cried out into the night. Though in her heart she knew her friend was dead, she continued to move in the direction of the scream. Cobwebs and branches whipped against her skin as she continued forward. Refusing to allow her fear to keep her at bay, she continued ahead, stubbornness running thick in her veins. She prayed she could at least retrieve the broken shell of her friend, to take her lifeless body back to their village for a proper burial. As she pushed through the thick underbrush, Kara found herself face to face with the very thing that had killed her friends, its mouth curled in a snarl. Deep crimson blood dripped down its chin. Startled to see the creature so close, she fell and landed on her back. Kara's hand moved to block the outreaching of the ghoul's fingers, her skin crawling at the slimy touch of its hand. "Dumb mortal, you should have stayed away." Its voice slithered across her skin like a thousand snakes. Hope you enjoyed the excerpt everyone. Here's to a wonderful and happy weekend of reading and writing! Warm regards,
R.G. Porter
Fiery and strong, Kara had always walked alone. Gifted with magick, she was a born healer, sent out by her people as her older sister had been to check on the village across the Baylo Sea, a burden shed gladly accepted. Had she known the danger that followed her or the man who'd save her would she have gone?
Sent to find Saleene's sister, Zachius is plagued with the vision of the woman who haunts his dreams. A warrior and loner, he never imagined the woman he swore to save would indeed be the one from his dreams. His soul torn from his duty to protect Kara and the need to be near her clashing in his heart, he unsure which will win.
Can he save her from the evil before it's too late….
or will he be the one needing to be saved…
Excerpt: Kara moved through the darkness of the forest. Each step she took forward her stomach twisted into knots. Holding a small torch, she allowed the flickering flames to light her way. Low bending branches fanned above her as the moon glowed a shade of crimson. She knew the legends. Blood moons always foretold of death or danger. Her warning system was in agreement with it tonight. She hurried along the trail, her gaze darting back and forth along the path. A cool wind had begun to push through the forest, its caress light across her skin. Leaning her back against one of the old oak trees, her mind began to wander. Something was off, she was certain of it. Her internal warning system kicked in earlier, alerting her to the subtle disturbance in the air. It was as if the forest was changing, taking on a life of its own. Sending her senses out in every direction, she waited. Turning to look up, she found a dark blanket of clouds had begun to move in. Shrouding the moonlight from the ground below, she wondered what else was at work. Her head spun back to the woodlands when she caught a flicker of movement. "Oh no, gods please don't." A feeling of dread began to spread through the night like a web. Cocking her head to the side, she closed her eyes. She tried to listen for any sound of movement, anything that might give direction, but silence was all she found. Opening her eyes she found an opaque mist begin to swirl towards her. Its size increased with every breath she took. A shift in the fabric of the forest brushed against her and she knew it wasn't for the better. Mist descended upon her, enveloping her small figure in a dense cocoon. It wasn't nature, and the force of it drove the air from her lungs.Kara closed her eyes. She needed to find the right sound. Her friends had disappeared ahead of her, but she knew they could not have gotten too far. Minutes later she heard them, walking and laughing, their voices growing more distant. She knew they didn't feel the change in the area. Unaware of the danger, they never stopped. They continued into the darkness, their footsteps an echo on the wind. Above the canopy of the forest, two owls called out to her, their voices eerie in the silence of the night that surrounded her. Kara watched as they bolted skyward and out of sight. Their sudden departure, though, was a warning she was not about to dismiss. Something lurked in the shadows and it was hunting her friends. Looking around, she attempted to take in her surroundings, to memorize where she was and where the danger was headed. Every step she took forward, it felt as if some phantom was following her. No matter which route she took it was there, just out of sight. Shaking her head, she knew she needed to find her friends and get out of there before something bad happened. Turning to the left, she caught a flash of red. Whatever it was vanished before she could focus. "This isn't funny Gaaby, where are you guys?" She called out.Deep down she knew her cries could not be heard. Gaaby and the others had gone too far ahead. She continued to sprint through the foliage, calling for her friends, hoping to hear some faint sound from up ahead. Each step forward drew a cold veil of foreboding across her. For as long as she could remember, she could sense when death was near. Tonight was no different, except the strength was more than she was used to. Falling to her knees, she clasped her hands against her head, trying to push out the calls of the souls. Dropping the torch to the ground, Kara allowed the warm glow of the light to illuminate where she was. Slowly the flicker of the flames began to spread across the area; the sudden light pushing the shadows back into the forest. Her eyes adjusted to the increase in light, a stifled cry lodged in her throat. In front of her lay her friend, her body convulsing as she gasped for air. Gaaby's eyes, wide with fear, searedd in her mind. The agony on her friend's face tore at her. "Help...me...please..." Her words, mere broken whispers, were laced with terror. The ominous glow of the light flickered across her ashen skin, showing the seriousness of the injuries she had suffered. Crimson blood flowed from her wounds; the sight more than Kara could take. Pushing the state of her friend's body from her mind, she moved forward. She needed to see if she could save her friend. Giving up on her was not an option. As she advanced, a movement behind her friend caught her attention. The moment her gaze found the source of the disturbance, her stomach dropped. Time slowed to a crawl, as her vision took in what lay past Gaaby. There were so many dead, their bodies torn to pieces and tossed about the area as if garbage. Her eyes darted to the darkest part of the area. From within the shadows she found a pair of red-rimmed eyes staring back at her. A malevolent smile crossed its placid skin to reveal canine teeth protruding from its mouth. Such evil made her skin crawl. It shouldn't exist, couldn't exist in this peaceful place. That is what she had been brought up to believe. Yet, here in front of her, stood the spawn of evil. All around her lay the bodies of her dead companions, their cries echoing through her mind. She moved to cover her ears from their cries, but it would do no good since the cries do not echo on the wind, but inside her head. The screams of ghost that now surrounded her. "No." Her whispered denial fell on the ears of the dead. Staring at her enemy, she refused to back down. It was pure evil. The stench of death emanated for its very pores. Wave after wave of emotions washed across her, the force of them knocking her to her knees. Desperate to wade through the onslaught of emotions she had captured from her friends, Kara tried to reach Gaaby, to save at least one soul. As she inched closer to the still figure of her friend, the ghoul's talon-like fingers laced around Gaaby's fragile neck and pulled her limp body into the shadows and away from the light. A soft crack of bone being broken drifted on the wind and back to Kara. "No! You can't have her." Anger pulsed through Kara like a wild storm. She threw her cries out into the night. Come hell or death she would not leave her friends here.Frantic to retrieve their bodies, Kara reached deep inside and called upon the elements to help her. Jumping back onto her feet she moved towards the darkness. Like a lion on the prowl, she allowed the wind to bring her news of the direction her friend had been taken. It didn't take long before she got the answer she sought. Inch by inch she approached the place she knew the ghoul had gone. Her heart began to beat harder in her chest the closer she got. Desperate to find her, and her enemy, her eyes raked the area for any hint of movement. She still had no idea why it had chosen this place and this night to attack. Questions, without answers, continued to assault her mind. Pushing them to the side, she focused her mind on finding Gaaby. In the distance, a blood-curdling scream echoed in the silence of the forest. The sound sent the animals of the forest running. Above her the owl had returned, its call of death impossible to miss. "No, it can't be." Racing ahead, she found downed branches and scorched earth. There were small patches of clothing and hair on the ground, her mind trying to register everything she saw. Through another bush and around the bend she came to a dead stop. "Gaaby!" Kara cried out into the night. Though in her heart she knew her friend was dead, she continued to move in the direction of the scream. Cobwebs and branches whipped against her skin as she continued forward. Refusing to allow her fear to keep her at bay, she continued ahead, stubbornness running thick in her veins. She prayed she could at least retrieve the broken shell of her friend, to take her lifeless body back to their village for a proper burial. As she pushed through the thick underbrush, Kara found herself face to face with the very thing that had killed her friends, its mouth curled in a snarl. Deep crimson blood dripped down its chin. Startled to see the creature so close, she fell and landed on her back. Kara's hand moved to block the outreaching of the ghoul's fingers, her skin crawling at the slimy touch of its hand. "Dumb mortal, you should have stayed away." Its voice slithered across her skin like a thousand snakes. Hope you enjoyed the excerpt everyone. Here's to a wonderful and happy weekend of reading and writing! Warm regards,R.G. Porter
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