The Exiled Otherkin by D. Lieber

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The Exiled Otherkin

by D. Lieber

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GENRE: Fantasy Romance

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Exiled from Faerie when her father dies, half-Fae Ember is surprised by how much the human realm has changed since she was there last. She takes a dangerous job on a merchant airship, hoping a life on the move will keep her well-hidden. Sure, she misses her brother, but years of apathy have numbed her emotions.

​When the optimistic and naïve Reilley follows her, it’s annoying to say the least. But when she starts feeling responsible for him, long-stifled emotions crack the ice around her heart.

​Faeries, pirates, and traveling players meet in this steampunk fantasy adventure as Ember tries to cope with feelings long forgotten and a past that pursues her.

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Excerpt:

Clutching my new tambourine, I walked to a clearing to have more room to dance. Reilley grabbed the drum and started a beat. Like before, I moved to the rhythm. This time, my red skirt danced with me, and I shook my tambourine appropriately. We discovered that as long as I let Reilley choose the pace, we could improvise an entertaining performance.

We fed on each other’s energy and ended at a natural breaking point, exchanging smiles as the last beat echoed off the trees.

“You’re enchanting,” Reilley complimented smoothly.

“I’m only expressing your music and following your lead.”

He flushed with pleasure at the high praise.

“Could you do me a favor?” I asked him.

He nodded.

“Would you unplait my hair? It should be dry by now.”

His eyes gleamed like I’d given him a gift, and I turned my back to him. With long, deft fingers, he gently unbraided my hair. Undone, he ran his hands through the soft waves to separate them. I shivered.

“Thank you,” I whispered.

As his hands gently stroked the dark locks, I became aware that we were very alone. We’d been alone before, but this time was different. An air of anticipation settled between us. His hands stilled. Neither of us knew what should happen next, and the pressure quickly became uncomfortable.

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Interview with the Author:

  1. How long have you been writing?

I wrote poetry and short stories for a good fifteen years before I tried writing novels.

2. How long have you been a published author?

My first novel, Conjuring Zephyr, was published in 2016. Although I work as a writer in my day job, so I have had plenty of articles published.

3. What titles do you have available?

My fantasy romance, Conjuring Zephyr, is available as is my new release, The Exiled Otherkin, a steampunk adventure fantasy romance. Both are available on Amazon, the Barnes and Noble website, and through my publisher’s website (Black Rose Writing).

4. What made you choose the subject of this book?

I got into steampunk a few years ago, and I really wanted to try my hand at writing a steampunk story. Adding faeries just sort of happened. Usually, a character or situation presents itself to me, and I choose to write it because I want to know where the story goes.

5. Do you have any new titles coming soon?

The Exiled Otherkin was just released earlier November 2, 2017.

6. What is your favourite genre and why?

Fantasy romance. It has love and magic, and everything you need in life!

7. What, to you, is the most exciting part of the writing process?

The most exciting part is writing without knowing exactly what’s going to happen. I love being surprised by my characters.

8. If you could co-author a book with anyone, who would you choose and why?

Hmmm I admire so many authors. But I fear if I chose someone I really admire, then I wouldn’t feel on equal footing. I love working with other authors. In fact, I wrote a scene with a paranormal romance author, Linda G. Hill, where our protagonists meet (https://www.dlieber.com/single-post/2017/10/31/Special-Treat-no-tricks). It was great fun. I am also working with a few other authors on a short story anthology.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

D. writes stories she wants to read. Her love of the worlds of fiction led her to earn a Bachelor’s in English from Wright State University.

When she isn’t reading or writing, she’s probably hiking, crafting, watching anime, Korean television, Bollywood, or old movies. She may also be getting her geek on while planning her next steampunk cosplay with friends.

She lives in Wisconsin with her husband (John), retired guide dog (Samwise), and cat (Yin).

Links

Website: www.dlieber.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/dlieberwriting

Google+: www.google.com/+DLieber

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15163863.D_Lieber

Book Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zM2fewELAj0

Publisher: http://www.blackrosewriting.com/sci-fifantasy/theexiledotherkin

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0779C96ZZ/

Barnes and Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-exiled-otherkin-d-lieber/1127108556

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Lieber will be awarding a fancy homemade bookmark (US ONLY) to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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The Unseducible Earl by Sheri Humphreys

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The Unseducible Earl

by Sheri Humphreys

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GENRE: Historical Romance

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When an earl who’s given up on love and has settled on an engagement to a darling of society falls for a Crimean War nurse, he must either forsake his love or embroil them all in scandal.

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Excerpt:

The vicar cleared his throat. “Your point is well taken, my lord. But it sounds as if Miss Thorne was insulated in her prior situations, surrounded by a small number of accepting, perhaps even misguided, people who regarded her as an exception.” He directed his gaze to Miss Thorne. “As happy as I am to hear of the captain’s improvement, I feel I’d be remiss in my duty if I didn’t warn you to guard your conduct, ma’am.”

“She doesn’t need to guard her conduct,” Robb said. “If there’s gossip, you need to do your best to quell it. You wield a great deal of influence.”

“It’s difficult to dispute the fact she’s an unmarried woman and may have been performing acts of an intimate nature with an unmarried man.”

Miss Thorne set down her teacup and folded her hands. By turns looked each of them in the eye. “Every life I touch, I feel immensely privileged.” Her voice seemed at once measured, calm, and grave. “I’ve held the hands and looked in the eyes of the sick as they died, heard their last words, and been the last face they’ve seen. Vicar, I’m sure you know how sacred such moments feel. Sometimes I think that the gravely sick I care for, and I, somehow exchange little pieces of our souls.” She looked down for a moment, then lifted her head and a soft smile curved her lips. “Wherever they are, they each carry a little piece of me.”

The silence that followed filled Robb’s heart with something very sweet and good.

She’d brought tears to his mother’s eyes. Mother pressed a handkerchief to her eyes before asking the Newcome’s to go to the chapel and pray with her before they left. Newcome’s jaw looked capable of cracking walnuts. The conversation moved on a bit stiffly, turning to community news, but Robb barely heard their voices. He couldn’t take his eyes off Victoria Thorne. A woman who opened herself to the people in her care, who didn’t concern herself with the opinions others formed of her. The very opposite of himself.

“You’re in need of sunshine and fresh air, Miss Thorne,” he said. “Come riding with me this afternoon.”

“Oh.” Her cheeks flushed. “I should stay with your brother.”

“He’s been resting, hasn’t he? We won’t be gone that long. You do ride?”

Her grin nearly knocked him off his chair.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Sheri Humphreys used to be an Emergency Room nurse, but today applies bandages, splints, and slings to the characters of her Victorian romance novels. She loves to ignore yardwork and housework and read—usually a book every one to three days. Having conjured stories in her mind her entire life, she wondered if she were normal. Then she began putting stories to paper and became a two-time Golden Heart® finalist. She lives with a Jack Russell mix rescue, Lucy, in a small town on the central California coast.

A Hero to Hold received a prized Kirkus Star and was named to Kirkus Reviews’ Best Books of 2016.

website: sherihumphreys.com

facebook: facebook.com/SheriHumphreysAuthor/

twitter: twitter.com/sheri_humphreys

Buy Link:

http://boroughspublishinggroup.com/authors/sheri-humphreys

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The Man with the Crystal Ankh/The Girl Who Flew Away Tour

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The Man with the Crystal Ankh / The Girl Who Flew Away

by Val Muller

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GENRE: YA paranormal / YA literary

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The Man with the Crystal Ankh:

Everyone’s heard the legend of the hollow oak—the four-hundred year curse of Sarah Willoughby and Preston Grymes. Few realize how true it is.

Sarah Durante awakens to find herself haunted by the spirit of her high school’s late custodian. After the death of his granddaughter, Custodian Carlton Gray is not at peace. He suspects a sanguisuga is involved—an ancient force that prolongs its own life by consuming the spirits of others. Now, the sanguisuga needs another life to feed its rotten existence, and Carlton wants to spare others from the suffering his granddaughter endured. That’s where Sarah comes in. Carlton helps her understand that she comes from a lineage of ancestors with the ability to communicate with the dead. As Sarah hones her skill through music, she discovers that the bloodlines of Hollow Oak run deep. The sanguisuga is someone close, and only she has the power to stop it.

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The Girl Who Flew Away:

No good deed goes unpunished when freshman Steffie Brenner offers to give her awkward new neighbor a ride home after her first day at school. When her older sister Ali stops at a local park to apply for a job, Steffie and Madison slip out of the car to explore the park—and Madison vanishes.

Already in trouble for a speeding ticket, Ali insists that Steffie say nothing about Madison’s disappearance. Even when Madison’s mother comes looking for her. Even when the police question them.

Some secrets are hard to hide, though—especially with Madison’s life on the line. As she struggles between coming clean or going along with her manipulative sister’s plan, Steffie begins to question if she or anyone else is really who she thought they were. After all, the Steffie she used to know would never lie about being the last person to see Madison alive—nor would she abandon a friend in the woods: alone, cold, injured, or even worse.

But when Steffie learns an even deeper secret about her own past, a missing person seems like the least of her worries…

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Excerpt from The Man with the Crystal Ankh:

She picked up the instrument and set it onto her shoulder. A calmness passed into her, as if the violin exuded energy—as if it had a soul. The varnish had faded and dulled. Its life force did not come from its appearance. She brought the bow to the strings, which was still rosined and ready to play. Dragging the bow across the four strings, she found the instrument perfectly in tune.

Sarah took a deep breath and imagined the song, the way the notes melted into each other in nostalgic slides, the way her spirit seemed to pour from her soul that day.

And then it was happening again.

She had started playing without realizing it. Warm, resonant notes poured from the instrument and spilled into the room. They were stronger, and much more powerful, than those she was used to. This instrument was different than the factory-made one her parents had bought for her. Rosemary’s violin was singing to the world from its very soul. And it was happening just as before. Sarah’s energy flowed from her body, causing her to lose consciousness and gain perspective all at once. She rode the air on a lofty run of eighth notes. She echoed off the ceiling with a rich and resonant vibrato. She flew past the guests, who had all quieted to listen to her music; flew past the table of cold cuts and appetizers and up the darkened staircase, where she resonated against the walls and found her way into the guest room. There, she crept along a whole note and slid into the closet.

As the song repeated, she twirled around in the closet, spinning in a torrent of passionate notes. She searched through the notebooks and books on the floor and on the shelves, searched for an open notebook, for something she could read, something that might make her feel tied to the place. Otherwise, she might spin out of control and evaporate out the window and into the sky. She found her anchor on the floor in the darkest corner of the closet, a large parchment—maybe a poster. The notes spun around her in a dizzying way as she tried to stay still enough to read what was on the paper. It was a difficult task; now, with every beat her body downstairs tried to reclaim its energy.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Teacher, writer, and editor, Val Muller grew up in haunted New England but now lives in the warmer climes of Virginia, where she lives with her husband. She is owned by two rambunctious corgis and a toddler. The corgis have their own page and book series at http://www.CorgiCapers.com.

Val’s young adult works include The Scarred Letter, The Man with the Crystal Ankh, and The Girl Who Flew Away and feature her observations as a high school teacher as well as her own haunted New England past. She blogs weekly at http://www.ValMuller.com.

www.ValMuller.com

https://www.facebook.com/author.val.muller

https://twitter.com/mercuryval

The Girl Who Flew Away:

Free preview + discount code http://barkingrainpress.org/girl-who-flew-away/

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Girl-Who-Flew-Away/dp/1941295355

Nook: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-girl-who-flew-away-val-muller/1125952688?ean=2940157613525

The Man with the Crystal Ankh:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Man-Crystal-Ankh-Hollow-Book-ebook/dp/B01N75XTGK

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Val Muller will be awarding a $10 Amazon/BN GC and a download code for The Girl Who Flew Away, a download code for The Scarred Letter, a print copy (US only) of The Man with the Crystal Ankh, and an ebook of Corgi Capers: Deceit on Dorset Drive, to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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Saving Nary; Carol DeMent Author

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Saving Nary

by Carol DeMent

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GENRE: Fictional

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A Finalist in the 2017 Next Generation Indie Book Awards, Saving Nary explores the losses, loyalties and secrets held within families broken by war and genocide. This compelling novel presents a palette of unique characters who struggle to make sense of the events that led them to America, even as they ponder the bewildering culture and lifestyle of their new homeland.

Refugee Khath Sophal lost everything when the Khmer Rouge swept into power in Cambodia: his livelihood gone, his family dead or missing; his sanity barely intact from the brutality he has been forced to witness.

Now resettled in the Pacific Northwest, Khath treads a narrow path between the horrors of his past and the uncertainties of the present. His nights are filled with twisted dreams of torture and death. By day he must guard constantly against the flashbacks triggered by the simple acts of daily living, made strange in a culture he does not understand.

Then Khath meets Nary, a mysterious and troubled Cambodian girl whose presence is both an aching reminder of the daughters he has lost, and living proof that his girls, too, could still be alive. Nary’s mother Phally, however, is another matter. A terrible suspicion grows in Khath’s mind that Phally is not who or what she claims to be. A split develops in the community between those who believe Phally and those who believe Khath. And those, it seems, who don’t really care who is right but just want to stir up trouble for their own personal gain.

Khath’s search for the truth leads him to the brink of the brutality he so despises in the Khmer Rouge. His struggle to wrest a confession from Phally ultimately forces him to face his own past and unravel the mystery of his missing daughters.

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Excerpt:

As the sun rose, Khath sat cross-legged in a lotus position in the small Buddhist temple nestled below Khao I Dang Mountain. The barbed wire perimeter fence separated the mountain from the refugee camp, but the mountain lent its power to the area nonetheless. Pra Chhay and two other monks chanted the Heart Sutra, a prayer of enlightenment, the rhythmic drone rising and falling in a soothing and familiar hum as the scent of incense hung heavily in the hot, humid air. About thirty refugees sat on the straw mats covering the wooden floor of the bamboo temple. The lips of many were moving as they softly chanted along with the monks.

Khath’s lips remained still, his heart empty. If asked, he would not disavow the teachings. He believed the teachings, yet the words of the Buddha had lost the power to move or to comfort him. He felt somehow distant from the teachings, as though they controlled behavior on a different world from the one he inhabited. It was a very lonely feeling.

The monks chanted on, a background hum that began to irritate Khath. He might as well be listening to the drone of mosquitoes as he toiled on the dikes under the watchful eyes of the Khmer Rouge, their guns aimed and ready, afraid to brush the insects away from his face lest he be beaten for not putting full attention into his work.

Observing the others in the temple, Khath envied them their faith. Pra Chhay often said there were two levels of Buddhism, one being the simple devotions taught to uneducated villagers; the other consisting of the higher practices and theories studied by the scholar monks.

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Interview with the Author:

  1. How long have you been writing?

Saving Nary is my first published novel so that takes me back to 2014 or thereabouts, but I have been writing for fun forever!  I am a long-time writer of journals, newsletters, letters, short stories and the like.  I also wrote professionally – grants and marketing copy – for ten years, and occasionally write an article for a professional journal or magazine.

  1. How long have you been a published author?

My first magazine article was published about a dozen years ago in a bicycling magazine.  I have since published a clinical article in a peer reviewed acupuncture journal, another bicycling article, and a novel.

  1. What titles do you have available?
    Saving Nary is my fiction title, available through my website and through Amazon. A finalist in the 2017 Indie Book Awards Multicultural Fiction Category, it tells the tale of a Cambodian refugee, resettled in America, searching for his daughters who were lost to him during Cambodia’s civil war.

 

  1. What made you choose the subject of this book?
    The tragic events in Cambodia during the reign of the Khmer Rouge are a largely forgotten tale, subsumed by America’s focus on our involvement in the Vietnam War. Having worked in the field of Cambodian refugee refugee resettlement for many years during the 1980s and 1990s, I wanted to put a face on these events for readers, to help them grasp what the Cambodians endured and survived.
  2. Do you have any new titles coming soon?
    I am currently working on a memoir of my time as a Peace Corps volunteer in Thailand, and a second novel set in Montana and China in the mid-1800s to early 1900s. Think Opium Wars, Boxer Rebellion, railroads, gold and silver mines and Chinese medicine and you’ll have some sense of what’s cooking for novel number two.

6. What is your favorite genre and why?

I love multicultural fiction that highlights an historical event or time period because it gives me the opportunity to learn about a different culture and lifestyle, embedded within the fabric of an event that shatters the norm and forces people to adapt to new circumstances.  Human beings are at their best and their worst during these episodes in history.  A good novel will present both sides, as well as the considerable grey areas in between.

7. What, to you, is the most exciting part of the writing process?
The story begins to write itself at a certain point. The characters take over, surprising plot twists occur and your fingers can barely keep up with the words streaming from your subconscious mind.  I sometimes have to stop and take a break because it can get very intense.  I also love it when you see an image in your mind and you place yourself within that image to capture the feel, the scent and the sound of it, and then find the words to impart it to paper.  Magic!

  1. If you could co-author a book with anyone, who would you choose and why?

What a great question! Donna Tartt has a way of pulling the reader into the immediacy of a tense scene by her spot-on sensory detail; the openings scenes of “The Goldfinch” depicting an explosion and fire in a museum told through the experience of a little boy is some of the best writing I have ever read.   Khalid Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns; The Kite Runner) makes us care deeply about his Afghani characters. Even as we learn about a culture with customs and mores vastly different from Western culture, we can feel our common humanity.

9. Where can readers find you on the web?
My website address is www.caroldement.com    Stop in and visit, and drop me a note!

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Carol DeMent worked in the field of South East Asian refugee resettlement for seven years, and completed master’s level research into international refugee resettlement policy. She lived for two years in Thailand as a Peace Corps volunteer and has traveled extensively in South East Asia. Her first novel, Saving Nary, was a  Finalist in the 2017 Next Generation Indie Book Awards.

https://www.amazon.com/Saving-Nary-Carol-DeMent/dp/1522982906 https://www.amazon.com/Carol-DeMent/e/B01CRJ1EVA

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15089080.Carol_DeMent

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Protecting Her Secret Son by Regan Black

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Protecting Her Secret Son

by Regan Black

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GENRE:  Contemporary  Romantic Suspense

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Shannon Nolan thought she’d escaped a nightmare world of ruthless crime – until her son is kidnapped! With nowhere else to run and no one else to trust, she puts her life in the hands of her boss, firefighter Daniel Jennings.

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Excerpt:

Her breath stuttered when she saw the gate swinging back and forth in the breeze, the latch broken. She pushed through, still shouting.

The yard was empty and far too quiet. The swings on the playset swayed listlessly, no boyish laughter spilled from the fort and the trucks in the sandbox were stalled out.

Aiden had raced to the playset when she’d dropped him off this morning while the sitter’s twin boys, a year older than Aiden, had been carving ruts in the sandbox with their dump trucks.

As she turned for the kitchen door, her heart leaped into her throat. The door had been forced open, the doorjamb a splintered mess above and below the lock. Her phone rang in her hand as she debated whether or not to call for help.

“Hello?”

“If you call the police, I’ll send the kid back to you in pieces,” a man said.

She blinked and turned her face to the sun in an effort to erase the terrifying images the rough, mean voice created.

“Mommy!”

Aiden’s voice carried over the line, bringing her a rush of relief along with the pain of knowing a stranger held her son hostage. “Let me talk to him,” she pleaded.

The call ended and quashed the last of Shannon’s hope. Aiden would not be inside the house.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Regan Black, a USA Today bestselling author, writes award-winning, action-packed romantic suspense and paranormal romance novels featuring daring heroines and sexy heroes. Raised in the Midwest and California, she and her family, along with their adopted greyhound and two arrogant cats, reside in the South Carolina Lowcountry where the rich blend of legend, romance, and history fuels her imagination.

Website: http://www.ReganBlack.com

Newsletter: http://www.ReganBlack.com/perks

Twitter: https://twitter.com/ReganBlack

Facebook https://www.facebook.com/ReganBlack.fans

Pinterest https://www.pinterest.com/reganbauthor/

Protecting Her Secret Son on Amazon:  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06XVZ2T8Z

Protecting Her Secret Son on BN: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/protecting-her-secret-son-regan-black/1126050440

Protecting Her Secret Son on iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/protecting-her-secret-son/id1219924648

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Welcome to Sortilege Falls: Libby Heily Author

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Welcome to Sortilege Falls

by Libby Heily

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GENRE: YA Fantasy

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Sixteen-year-old Grape Merriweather moved to Sortilege Falls expecting a fresh start and new friends. But things are never quite what they seem in this sleepy Missouri town. Her math teacher looks like a witch, her school is being stalked by a vampire, and Grape could swear the town’s garden gnomes are moving. None of that compares to the small group of teenage models, blessed with otherworldly beauty, who rule Sortilege Falls. Even the adults are powerless to tell them no. When the models fall ill from a mysterious disease, all of the town’s secrets start leaking out. Grape is determined to help her new friends, but searching for the cure might just get her killed.

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Grape Meets the Models:

Grape’s entire body stiffened as she looked up from her phone. Five of the most beautiful people to ever walk the earth stood scattered around two Porsches. Did I walk into a photo shoot?

“I mean, gross.”

The words came from an impossibly beautiful girl. Loose, raven-black locks fell over her shoulders, the tips lingering above her full bosom. Grape could almost hear the sizzle and static of her electric blue eyes. The sun had kissed the girl’s skin lightly, leaving a glow that made the air around her shimmer. Her pouty, pink, full lips begged to be kissed, though the guy standing behind her, his arm draped over her shoulder protectively, warned off all who would be so bold.

The boy behind her, if anything, was even more handsome than she was beautiful. Muscle stacked upon muscle until his clothes had no choice but to hug every inch of his body. His dark eyebrows and strong jaw lent him a tough look, one that was backed up by the playful anger in his eyes.

The raven-haired goddess turned and embraced her beau, her face tucked away into the heat of his chest. He sat propped up on the hood of a yellow Porsche, the sleek lines of the car offset by the disdain on his face. They were so incredibly, delightfully gorgeous that even though he looked as if he had seen a cockroach instead of a human being, Grape’s heart still melted at the sight of them.

“I think she’s in love.”

Grape snapped her gaze away from the Adonis with the nasty temperament and turned toward the twin boys standing in front of a black Porsche. Her eyes bounced between the two, taking in every perfect feature. Flawless, rich, dark brown skin. Sparkling hazel eyes. Muscles so tight that you could bounce a quarter off their abs, or arms, or anywhere on their bodies, really. They looked as perfectly engineered as the cars they stood by. But it was their lusciously long eyelashes that sent Grape swooning. Men were not meant to be this pretty.

“Leave her alone, guys.”

Grape’s head spun. Each person she saw was more beautiful than the last, and the redheaded girl standing off to the side was no exception. The baggy jeans and generic T-shirt she wore did not detract from her creamy skin and full lips. Her large brown eyes fascinated Grape—red flakes glimmered from inside each caramel-colored orb.

The air felt charged with a million volts. Her thinking grew cloudy. Were these angels? Was she daydreaming? How did anyone get to be this beautiful? She could sense their hostility, but something inside her felt warm and gooey. Snap to, Grape, she told herself. They want to hurt you.

“Awww, look. It likes us,” the twin with the goatee said. The clean-shaven twin’s face softened. Was that pity she saw in his hazel eyes?

“Stop being mean,” the redhead said, sounding more bored than angry.

“I’m not being mean. Where’d you buy that shirt?” Goatee asked. His quiet tone was laced with thorny edges.

Grape swallowed hard. The fuzz inside her head abated. Focus, she told herself, feeling like an idiot. “I don’t know. Kohl’s maybe.” She glanced down at her blouse. The shirt was a birthday present from her mother, and she wasn’t sure where it came from, but since her mother did most of her own shopping at Kohl’s, it seemed like a pretty safe guess.

Goatee turned toward his brother and smiled. “Pay up.”

Clean-Shaven shook his head at her as if she’d named the wrong store on purpose. He pulled a thick wad of cash from his pocket, peeled off a twenty, and handed it to Goatee. “I was sure it came from Kmart.”

“Why does it matter where I bought my shirt?”

The raven-haired girl glanced out from her hiding place in her boyfriend’s embrace. “It just looked familiar. I wore the same shirt. Three years ago.” She smiled, but there was no kindness when she bared her teeth. “Before it was a knockoff.” The girl hid her face against her boyfriend’s pecs. Their chests rose and fell at the same time, breathing as one.

“Okay. Well, I don’t really buy designer clothes.” Grape wanted to have a witty comeback, but she still wasn’t sure where the insult lay. Did they or did they not like the shirt?

What the hell is wrong with me? Of course they’re making fun of me. Why aren’t I angrier?

“She means she modeled the design,” the redheaded girl said, cutting her eyes to the couple.

“You’re a model?”

The brothers snickered. “Pretending she doesn’t know who we are, that’s so cute. Is that the new fad amongst the Normals?” Clean-Shaven asked.

“I don’t understand anything you just said.” Grape felt completely out of her depth. This was the school parking lot, but she might as well have been on Jupiter.

The redhead took a step toward Grape, shooting a nasty glance to the others crowded around the cars. “Don’t worry about it. They’re just teasing.”

“I thought about modeling.” Grape hadn’t meant to say that, but no one else spoke, and she felt like she had to say something. Her skin grew hot. She knew she was was blushing beyond red and into crimson mode. She’d practiced runway shows off and on in her bedroom since she was twelve, but she had never told anyone she wanted to be a model. Ever.

“Ow,” Grape cried, only then noticing that she had twisted her ring so hard it was actually cutting into her finger. A tiny drop of blood oozed out and fell to the pavement below.

“Aren’t you a little fat to be a model?” the boyfriend asked. His voice sounded like pure honey even when he spoke acid.

“You think I’m fat?” Grape stared down at her flat tummy. No one had ever called her fat before. There was still a bit of room in the waistband of her size four skirt.

“I’m just saying you could stand to lose a few pounds, unless you want the runway to collapse.”

“Ouch, Adam.” Clean-Shaven punched the boyfriend playfully on the arm.

Goatee winked at Adam. “My boy calls it like he sees it, and he sees a chunky monkey.”

“I’m well within my weight range.” She could feel her voice growing high-pitched. Damn nerves. These people were jerks.

“Of course you are, you look great,” the redhead told her. “These guys just don’t how to joke around without being completely mean.”

“We aren’t joking,” Adam said, giving his girlfriend a quick kiss on the top of her head.

Goatee pulled out his car keys. He turned his back on Grape, tired of their new toy.

“Whatever. Class is about to start. Are we skipping or staying?”

“Skipping,” the raven-haired girl peeked out to say.

Adam looked Grape over and made a face as if he’d smelled something terrible. “Yeah, I think I’m done for the day, too. I feel the need to hit the gym.”

She rubbed her hands over her stomach but it still felt flat like normal. What were they seeing that she wasn’t?

“The shirt looks nice on you,” Clean-Shaven said before climbing into the driver’s seat of the black Porsche.

“Like a muumuu on a water buffalo,” Goatee added and hopped into the driver’s seat of the yellow Porsche. The couple got into the back of his car and huddled close together.

“Mandy, you coming?” Goatee asked.

“No, I have a test,” Mandy, the redhead, said. “I’ll see you later.”

“Suit yourself.”

Grape waved stupidly at the drivers as the engines revved. You look like a goober, she told herself, but she could not stop waving.

“Move.” Mandy grabbed Grape by the arm and pulled her toward the sidewalk.

Grape tried to shake her arm free, but Mandy’s grip was surprisingly strong. “Let go of me.”

Mandy stared at her with an I-told-you-so look as the Porsches sped off, right through where Grape had been standing.

“Oh my God, were they going to run me over?”

“Not on purpose. I’m sure they just forgot you were there once they started their cars.”

“How?”

Mandy shook her head. She stared after the Porsches as they pulled into traffic and sped away. Finally, she turned back to Grape and offered her an apologetic smile. “Sorry about that.”

“Which part?”

“All of it, I guess.”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

I was born during a blizzard. I’m told it was pretty cool but I have no memory of that time. I grew up in two tiny towns in Virginia and spent most of my twenties moving around the US. I’ve lived in Virginia, Florida, Missouri, and Washington. I’ve settled down, for now, in Raleigh, North Carolina.

I’m a writer and improviser. I studied acting in college but spent more time rewriting lines than memorizing them. My first play, Fourth Wall, was produced my junior year. Since then, I’ve written several full length plays, one acts and screenplays. I started writing fiction in my late twenties. Now, I focus mainly on novels but still dabble in theater.

Fun facts about me: There are none. I’m sorry to disappoint you so soon. But, I do love to read, write, and run. My hubby is my favorite person on earth. Dogs are my second favorite. All dogs. I love orange juice, especially when it’s mixed with club soda. Carbonation is better than alcohol. Jaws is my favorite movie. Everything I’ve said so far is true.

Awards:

Puschcart Prize Nomination for “Grow Your Own Dad” – Published by Mixer Publishing

Semi-finalist Eugene O’Neill Playwrights Conference – “STUFF”

Honorable Mention The Ohio State Newark New Play Contest – “The Last Day”

Contacting Libby:

Email: libbyheilyauthor@gmail.com

Snail Mail:

PO Box 58251

Raleigh, NC 27616

Libby on the Web:

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Amazon  http://www.amazon.com/Libby-Heily/e/B005HBXAOU

Goodreads  http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5066866.Libby_Heily

Purchase Links:

Amazon  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01FV4DZWE?tag=geolinker-20

Barnes and Noble   http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/welcome-to-sortilege-falls-libby-heily/1123755970?ean=2940153003634

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Behind the Scenes Info:

“Welcome to Sortilege Falls” is my second novel. My first, “Tough Girl” was about an eleven-year-old who is slowly starving to death and loses herself in an imaginary world to combat the misery of her life. I wanted to write something happy after that and WTSF is about as “happy” as my writing gets. The idea was to come up with a main character whose very name sounds like a smile, thus Grape Merriweather was born. Stories grow and writers hardly ever end up writing the book they intended. That is definitely true with WTSF. My “happy” story grew to encompass the themes of beauty worship, celebrity, as well as delving into the mysterious relationships between child stars and their parents. In the beginning of the novel, Grape is new at school and eager to impress. She was popular back home and has never had trouble making friends. She spends over an hour the night before trying on outfits and picking the perfect one for her first day. But she is ignored by students and teachers alike. Everyone is too caught up with the beyond gorgeous models to bother with one new student. We discover this weird world along with Grape and I tried to stay true to her voice. It was very important to me that Grape wasn’t perfect, that she partially fell under the Models’ spell as well.

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Son of the Moon: Jennifer Macaire Author

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SON OF THE MOON

by Jennifer Macaire

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GENRE:  Time Travel

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In Nysa, Alexander the Great and time traveling journalist Ashley find their abducted son Paul being worshiped as “”the son of the moon””. Knowing she can’t change history and that Alexander’s kingdom will be torn apart when he dies, Ashley must make the terrible decision to leave her firstborn son in the sacred valley.

Alexander presses on to India, where he and Ashley are welcomed with feasts – and treachery.  They struggle through monsoons, face the might of Porus’s army, and outwit deadly Brahmin rebels. Facing the reality of Alexander’s looming death, Ashley considers the unthinkable – How to save him, and the consequences of cheating the Fates. Book III in the Time for Alexander series”

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Excerpt:

Alexander opened his eyes very wide. “Me? Me? I did that? You weren’t even there. Do you want to know what you can do with me?” He leered. “Tell me some more stories about sex-mad queens and priestesses. They sound quite entertaining, but wait until we’re alone. I don’t want to miss a word you say.”

I narrowed my eyes. “If I find out that that you…”

“If I what?” he asked cheerfully.

I didn’t answer. I was looking over his shoulder at a figure in the distance. He must have seen the look on my face because he whirled around. For a moment he didn’t move. Then he dug his heels into Bucephalus’s sides, and, with a wild whoop, galloped madly down the dusty road leaving me staring after him with a bemused expression.

Chiron wriggled on my back and started to whine. I  dropped my reins and unhooked the backpack, pulling him around to my chest. Holding the baby on front of me, I said to him, “There goes my husband, rushing to greet his best friend whom he hasn’t seen in over three months – his best friend who just happens to be your daddy.”

I spoke in English. I didn’t think anyone else would quite understand the complexities of the situation, which I’d already edited for Chiron’s ears. The soldiers around me thought I said blessings. Chiron waved and gurgled happily at my breast. All he was interested in was milk. I could never understand why Chiron seemed to be the only human being who didn’t mind Alexander’s singing. It made most babies turn purple and scream. At first I was worried that he was deaf, but then I realized Chiron was just a little oddball. He would probably turn into one of those weird kids who love broccoli and algebra.

The sun shined, the flags flapped merrily, the soldiers sang, and the Indus River, huge, brown, and deceptively sluggish, flowed like caramel by our sides.

We were in India!

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Jennifer Macaire lives in France with her husband, three children, & various dogs & horses. She loves cooking, eating French chocolate, growing herbs and flowering plants on her balcony, and playing golf. She grew up in upstate New York, Samoa, and the Virgin Islands. She graduated from St. Peter and Paul high school in St. Thomas and moved to NYC where she modeled for five years for Elite. She went to France and met her husband at the polo club. All that is true. But she mostly likes to make up stories.

Blog : https://jennifermacaire.wordpress.com/

Facebook page : https://www.facebook.com/TimeforAlexander/

Twitter : @jennnifermacaire

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Magic Forgotten Book Tour

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Magic Forgotten

by Jack Hillman

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GENRE:   Urban Fantasy

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 Magic Forgotten is an Adult Urban Fantasy set in Eastern PA. It is the story of a paraplegic, freelance writer who has withdrawn from the world only to be dragged back out by the appearance of two strangers in his back yard.  They are a Sidhe, the old elves of England, and a human wizardess, a captive of the elf, and they are here to take over the world. The writer and the wizardess have to stop the elf from achieving his plans.

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Excerpt:

 Dan gripped the rails of his chair with both hands, holding himself upright by what little strength remained in his body. The cold touch of the steel tubing seemed to give him energy and he looked up at Baraz.

“What is it you need?” he asked, weakly. The stones permitted this question, perhaps because it was a benefit to Dan’s master. “I can find anything here faster than any visitor. You need me alert and conscious. To get what you need.” Each phrase was a strain to speak, without direction from Baraz.

“We have found what we need, cripple,” Baraz answered. “By now, Thook has discovered the way into the place where they grow the gems we seek.” He stood, pointing to the computer as if the gems were there for display. “That place grows gemstones, an amazing skill I must learn for myself. Two stones of the proper design, placed together inside a spell Thook will prepare, will open a doorway from my world to thine. The light of the sun will rip through the veil and provide the path for my queen to come back to her power.”

“You want laser crystals,” Dan exclaimed, the logo now making sense to him. He had seen it before, in an ad in the employment section of the local paper. SolarTech grew laser crystals for industrial use and they were looking for good employees to work in the labs and clean rooms of their facility. “This has got to be the strangest quest I ever heard of,” he mumbled. “You look like a reject from a sword and sorcery movie. Playing with laser crystals, no less.”

“Enough,” Baraz shouted. “Thy place is to obey, nothing more.” He stepped forward and pointed the ax at Dan. “I could dispense with thee now, but that would require another tool in thy place. But soon, fool, thou wilt be as worthless as thou appear. Then I will deal with thy insolence.”

Dan snapped. Baraz was within arm’s reach. Uncaring of the pain caused by the stones on his wrists and forehead, Dan gripped the shaft of the ax. More due to Baraz’s surprise than any martial skill, Dan jerked the ax free, spun it in his hands and swung at Baraz’s stomach. The blade sheared through the tunic, grating on the mail beneath. Dan spun the shaft in his hands, tangling the tunic around the ax-heads and pulled, dragging Baraz to him.

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Interview with the Author:

  1. How long have you been writing?

All my life, pretty much.  My first published work was in 1969 while I was in High School.  I’ve been professional since 1991.

2. How long have you been a published author?

My first book was published in 1999. My first short story was published in 1991.

3. What titles do you have available?

My new release is Magic Forgotten, available on Amazon.  I also have a YA fantasy series available on Amazon which includes: There Are Giants In This Valley, Giants Want The Lost River and Giants Want Ragnarok.

4. What made you choose the subject of this book?

I’ve been reading Celtic stories for decades and one day someone asked: Where did the elves go when they left England?  I gave it some thought and the result was Magic Forgotten.

5. Do you have any new titles coming soon?

Magic Forgotten is the first in a series, to be followed by Magic Forbidden and Magic Inquiring.

6. What is your favourite genre and why?

That’s a tough call between Science Fiction or Fantasy.  I like both equally and even more when they cross over. After all: Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. (Arthur C Clarke)

7. What, to you, is the most exciting part of the writing process?

Getting to the ending and solving the problems in a way nobody else has done it before.  Then I know I did my job properly.

8. If you could co-author a book with anyone, who would you choose and why?

Raymond Feist.  He and I have some of the same ideas about elves.

9. Where can readers find you on the web?

On Amazon at my author page. At my website: www.Jackhillman.com. On Facebook at www.facebook.com/JackHillman

Feel free to include your latest release/promo, and any additional info you might like included! Thanks so much for being my guest.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

A lifelong Pennsylvania resident, Jack began a love of books sitting amid the mystery of hospitals and medical paraphernalia. Mythology of all cultures and a fascination with martial philosophies led to King Arthur, the knights of the round table and an array of science fiction and fantasy authors that had a strong impact on his life.

Real life got in the way of a writing career to start, but thirty years in the life and medical insurance field led Jack to a job as a stringer for local newspapers and writing for medical and insurance journals. In addition to years in the insurance field Jack also has fifteen years experience as a journalist and freelance writer, and has even won a Keystone Press Award (1998) for his journalistic efforts. Jack has written on a wide variety of subjects and keeps his hand in medical and insurance matters on a daily basis.

In addition to newspaper reporting and magazine articles, Jack has written articles for a variety websites–some under his own name and some as a behind-the-scenes contributor. Jack’s first short fiction piece, a novella, was serialized in an old BBS site in 1992, with the first hard copy magazine story arriving in 1993. Four dinner theater plays written by Jack have been produced and performed for local theater in Eastern Pennsylvania. His novels are now coming to light with the release of There Are Giants In This Valley published by Archebooks Publishing.

With experience as a journalist, short story writer, playwright and novelist, Jack often speaks at writer’s conferences, to writer’s groups and to school gatherings. If you are looking for a speaker on esoteric subjects, Jack probably has something tucked away in a folder for the occasion.

He lives in eastern Pennsylvania with his supportive wife, a squad of feline editors, and an array of edged weapons to inspire his works.

Updated on December 22, 2015 by Jack Hillman

www.jackhillman.com

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https://www.amazon.com/Magic-Forgotten-Jack-Hillman-ebook/dp/B074F9M39Z

The book is on sale for $0.99.

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Sweets and Treats: Festive Recipes for the Clean Chocolate Lover

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Sweets & Treats:

Festive Recipes for the Clean Chocolate Lover

by Carrie A. Lombardi

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GENRE: Non-Fiction

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This book contains 25 deliciously simple chocolate treats without all the stuff that will wreak havoc on your digestive system. The ingredients are less refined, as well as being dairy, gluten and soy-free.  Many are also grain-free, peanut-free, vegan, vegetarian, or Paleo (noted as such on each recipe). A dream come true for chocolate lovers who crave clean, yet decadent chocolate delights!

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Carrie Lombardi is a Certified Health Coach, wife, and mom to three wonderful grown children. She loves chocolate! She strives to make her recipes tasty and tries to include ingredients which may be beneficial for the body. In addition to her recipes being gluten, dairy, and soy-free, she uses the healthiest ingredients possible that will maintain the integrity of the dish and will be fun, delicious to eat, and keep the belly happy and healthy!

Carrie struggled for many years with digestive issues. .A diagnosis of sensitivities to dairy, gluten, and soy set her on a journey to optimal health and wellness through food and adopting a healthy lifestyle. She decided to become a health coach to fulfill her passion of helping people with food

sensitivities to improve their health and to feel their best. Carrie received her training at The Institute for Integrative Nutrition. She enjoys the challenge of creating recipes reminiscent of the old gluten and dairy-filled dishes she loved growing up and finding healthier ways to make sweets that are just as indulgent.Through her website,www.happyhealthybelly.info, Carrie helps educate people on finding balance in their life through nutrition and healthy lifestyle strategies. She offers fun tips and recipes for those wishing to follow a gluten, dairy, and soy-free diet.

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Buy Links:

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https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/sweets-amp-treats-carrie-a-lombardi/1125962053

 

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Other Worlds

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Otherworlds

by Allyson Lindt, Award-Winning author A.D. Trosper

Cheri Schmidt and Tristan Hunt

Akaria Gale and Award-Winning author R. A. Steffan

Jennifer Rose McMahon

Award-Winning author Amy L Gale

Shawnee Small and K. R. Fajardo

Award-Winning author Lea Kirk

Mychal Daniels and Laura Hysell

Shawna Romkey and Elizabeth Ryder

E.A. Weston

Award-Winning author Lindsay Avalon

LaVerne Thompson and Starla Night

Jayne Fury and Isadora Brown

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GENRE: Paranormal romance, Sci-fi romance

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BLURB:

Other Worlds: A Limited Edition Collection of Science Fiction Romance and Paranormal Romance

Journey into a multiverse beyond the boundaries of your imagination…

21 award-winning and best-selling authors bring you the best of PARANORMAL and SCI-FI ROMANCE in this enticing boxed set of exclusive epic adventures.

Rogue spaceship captains, dark vampire lords, supernatural hunters, crafty hackers, uncompromising alien alphas, fearless shifters, and MORE await in this highly sought-after collection including BRAND NEW romantic, otherworldly tales!

Step into OTHER WORLDS as these fresh voices of SFR and PNR take you on a journey to immortal realms and extraterrestrial territories where your imagination takes flight and fantasies come to life.

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Laura Hysell

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Author info:

Website: http://www.laurahysell.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/laurahysellauthor

Twitter: https://twitter.com/LauraHysell

Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/author/laurahysell

Author bio:

Laura Hysell is an author of dark urban fantasy and paranormal romance, with heavy doses of sarcastic humor throughout. She lives in the beautiful Pacific Northwest of Oregon, less than two hours from beach, mountain, desert, or city. It has been said that the key to her heart is coffee, but she’s also easily won over by chocolate, books, or a good beer. Luckily, Oregon is filled with all these things, so she’s not moving any time soon. When she’s not reading or writing (a rarity in itself), she is frequently at the beach, camping at a lake, or otherwise enjoying the great outdoors.

Book Title: Claimed by Moonlight

Paranormal romance or sci fi romance: Paranormal Romance

Short (1-2 sentence) teaser/about your book: A string of missing persons has citizens looking over their shoulders and locking their doors at night. But the next victim has already been chosen.

 Blurb:

Kyrie has made a living as a counselor, using her wits and years of schooling to read people. Waking up alone in the woods, with no recollection of how she got there or where her clothes are, throws the good doctor for a loop. She’s not about to let a little memory issue get in the way of her escape, despite the strange circumstances.

Jared has been working on a string of missing persons cases, trying to find the source of the disappearances. What he finds is pale skin, fiery hair, and a woman who makes his heart race.

The stories are true. The legends are real. Creatures of myth prowl the night. Prey becomes predator under the full moon’s light.

Independent Authors (https://indieauthorsblog.wordpress.com/) interview  featuring Laura Hysell, author of Claimed by Moonlight in Other Worlds boxed set

  1. How long have you been writing? I’ve been writing since I was about 9 or 10. I fell in love with reading and writing at a very young age, but around 5th grade I developed a passion for writing.
  2. How long have you been a published author? I published by first book in 2015.
  3. What titles do you have available? I have three books currently available in the Isabella Howerton series: Bloody Beginnings, Bloody Consequences, and Bloody Defiance. Other Worlds, which contains my novella Claimed by Moonlight, will release on Oct. 17.
  4. What made you choose the subject of this book? I had a lot of my readers asking for more about one favorite character, Jared. Since he is one of my favorite characters too, I was more than happy to give him a story.
  5. Do you have any new titles coming soon? My fourth and final book in the Isabella Howerton series, Bloody Endings, will be out in 2018.
  6. What is your favourite genre and why? I read and write a lot of urban fantasy and paranormal fantasy. As a kid, I started with traditional high fantasy- lots of dragons, magic, and swords. As I got older, I started branching out and reading a little of everything. I love the urban/paranormal feel because it can be incorporated into the “real” world, with a magical element. It’s a fun escape from reality.
  7. What, to you, is the most exciting part of the writing process? I love finally starting on a new story and getting those ideas that have been bouncing around in my head finally down on paper. I love every moment spent writing, but finally getting the story out is the best feeling.
  8. If you could co-author a book with anyone, who would you choose and why? Wow, that’s a tough one. There are many authors I’d love to work with, but I think I’d pick Karen Marie Moning. Her Fever series was dark and exciting, and I’d love to work with someone who can weave such a tale. Her stories may seem dark, but they ultimately are about happy endings, even if it isn’t fairytale style happily ever after.
  9. Where can readers find you on the web? – www.laurahysell.com or on Facebook at www.facebook.com/laurahysellauthor and Twitter at www.twitter.com/laurahysell

 

Her next book, Claimed by Moonlight, is part of the Other Worlds Collection, a special $0.99 boxed set bundle of 20 PNR and SFR novels for a limited time. Preorder now! www.OtherWorldsCollection.com.

EXCERPT:

“Put me down! Let go of me.”

He did as I bid, and I stumbled to the ground. “Get away from me, demon!”

“What?”

My ankle throbbed, but I stood and ran away from him anyway, limping the entire way. I had heard the stories, like everyone else. They’d been all over the news for the past three years. The fairytales had been all true. After the first strange news reports, I had scoffed like most people. Then the attacks had come. Men and women had been drained of blood and left for dead. The dead had risen from their graves. Soon, the mainstream media had picked up the story and pandemonium had ensued. Eventually, though, things calmed down to an extent. The federal government had initiated their Paranormal Task Force to deal with the problem, and local police had been trained. The government even hired their own set of paranormal beings to be part of the task force. That choice had not been met without a great deal of anxiety and anger.

The man stalking slowly after me was most definitely one of these strange, supernatural beings. I just had no idea which one he was. Vampire? Imp? Fairy? Succubus? Demon? Any more, I didn’t know the difference between fairy tale and reality. I limped faster, risking a glance behind me. He continued after me, his muscular body not showing any strain, while every step I took had me panting with exertion. I was dead.

“What do you think you’re doing? You’re going to hurt yourself,” he said.

I limped faster, and ultimately stumbled over a particularly large branch. Jared was immediately there, reaching for me. I stared up at him, but his eyes were back to normal. “What are you?”
He sighed and held his hand out to me. “I’m not going to hurt you. Besides, we’re here.”

“Here?” I asked, looking around.

He pointed past me, then resolutely stood with his hand held out. I debated the wisdom of taking his hand. Wherever we were, I couldn’t see it from my location. But he hadn’t hurt me, yet. I took his hand, and he pulled me to my feet. He didn’t stop there, though, as he hoisted me into his arms. Panic seized me, but I tried my best to stifle it down. The man, if he was truly just a man, carried me a short distance to a small cottage. So, this was his safe place. Safe for who, I wondered?

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Quote:

“I think I ate a rabbit,” I whispered.

“They’re not bad.”

“Not bad? I ate a rabbit! Raw! No part of this is good.” ~Kyrie

 

Behind-the-scenes info:

Claimed by Moonlight is set four years after the events of the Isabella Howerton series, following a fan favorite character.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links: (sent separately within each completed post)

Pre-order now to secure YOUR copy of this limited edition Sci-Fi Romance and Paranormal Romance collection!

 This book is on sale for $0.99 during the tour.

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 Website

http://www.otherworldscollection.com/

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The authors will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

 a Rafflecopter giveaway

Follow the tour and comment; the more you comment, the better your chances of winning. The tour dates can be found here:

http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2017/09/virtual-book-tour-otherworlds-anthology.html

 

 

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