I know you guys are used to paranormal stories from me, but the story of Turning Home came to me out of the blue and I could not stop thinking about it. Within a week I had half of the book already written. I'm loving the characters, and I can't wait to hear what you guys think of them too.
Turning Home will be told from both the girl - Brooke Kingsley- and the guy - Dylan Crawford- point of view, and is scheduled to release in late July/early August!
This snippet is an unedited version.
“Gun it,” he called, taking a step away from the tires. His hands and the knees of his jeans were covered in mud. He swiped his forehead with the back of his arm and met my eyes in the side mirror. Realizing that I was staring, I brought my attention back to the windshield and pressed on the gas. The truck rocked forward, the engine revving against the suction of the mud.
“Stop,” Dylan yelled.
I pressed on the brake and looked in the side mirror again. Bubbles of loud laughter fell from my lips when I saw what had happened. The tires had splattered Dylan from head to toe in mud. My hand went to my mouth as I tried to silence my amusement. I shrieked when the driver’s side door whipped open and Dylan looked at me with a mischievous glint in his green eyes.
“You think that’s funny?”
He was reaching for me before I could respond, pulling me out of the truck. He slung me over his shoulder and spun around a few times. I gripped his shoulder so tightly, I was afraid I would draw blood.
“Put me down,” I said through another fit of laughter.
“You want down?” Dylan’s hands skimmed my legs, his fingers raking over my skin in a hot caress. I stopped laughing, catching my breath as I paid attention to his every move. He slipped one of my shoes off and then the other, walking back over to the truck and throwing them inside the cab.
“What are you doing?”
“You wanted down,” he said, “I didn’t think you’d want to get mud on those fancy shoes.”
He wasn’t really going to set me down in the mud, was he?
He sure as hell was.
He lowered me off his shoulder, my body sliding down his until my bare feet landed in slimy earth. I gasped, kicking up one of my heels and cringing at how gross it felt against my skin.
“I cannot believe you just did that.” I held onto his arms to steady myself. When I was sure I had my balance, I turned and worked my way back to the truck. As I took a step forward, one of my feet snagged in the muck and down I went. I landed on my butt and cringed when I felt the squishiness of the dirt beneath my body.
Dylan’s laughter filled my ears, enraging me. Didn’t he know how expensive my clothes were? I twisted around and eyed him with disdain. Before I knew it, I had a handful of mud and I was throwing it at him. It landed on his left leg, splattering against his already dirty jeans.
“Oh, someone wants to play, huh?” he bent down and dipped his hand in the mud.
“What?” I gasped. “No, you better not.”
I braced my hands on the ground and worked to get my legs beneath me, slathering them in more dirt. I had never been this filthy in my life. My Chloe shorts and Calvin Klein silk top were ruined. When I was finally on my feet again, Dylan walked over to me and ran his dirty finger down the bridge of my nose. He smiled and my anger disappeared at the playfulness in his eyes. All I could think about was getting him back. Bending down, I grabbed two handfuls of mud and flung it at him. Some landed on his face while the other hit his shoulder. I took off running when he starting getting more sludge. We chased each other around the truck, launching handfuls of mud at one another. Dylan dipped down, disappearing from my view. I lifted myself up on my tiptoes, craning my neck to see the other side of the truck when he came running around the back end. I squealed and took off toward the front, laughing.
Dylan’s arms enclosed around my waist and I let out another excited shriek, falling into fits of laughter. I felt his chuckles against the side of my throat as his arms held me tighter against his chest. I have traveled to many places: Italy, Europe, Mexico, but my favorite place in the world was right where I was—in Dylan Crawford’s arms. Or maybe that was the butterflies in my stomach and the sputtering of my heart clouding my judgment.
“You are something else, Brooke Kingsley.”
I turned in his arms so that I could see him and giggled at how dirty his face was. He had a smear of mud across his bottom lip and I found myself reaching up to brush it away. His lips parted beneath my fingertips, and suddenly neither of us were laughing anymore. My eyes snapped up to his and then I was on my tiptoes kissing him.
The wait is over....
For the first time, Anna Avery was looking forward to the future. She’s mated to her soul mate. The pack has become her new family, and she has friends she can confide in. She had every reason to look ahead, until a vision put her future happiness in jeopardy.
Someone is set on destroying her mate, Adam, and only Anna can prevent this possible future. While trying to unravel the hazy web of her premonition, she finds out the annual pack conference will take place on her mountain. And Adam’s parents will be attending. As only a “made” wolf, Anna will have to face their prejudice and possibly make the hardest decision she has ever had to make. Because saving Adam’s life might just mean walking away from him for forever.
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It's Release Day!
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Before the war, before the powers, and before the world crashed in on him Luke met a mortal woman. Go back to the beginning of it all and take a look at Nicole through the eyes of Luke's hardened heart.
Luke steps out of the shadows and plants himself into the police department to watch over Nicole who is new to the force. Loyal to his mission he keeps his distance but a missing girl brings them onto the same case. Together Luke and Nicole unravel the dark underbelly of a small town putting their lives on the line. Luke can handle criminals, crooked officials, and crazy town people but will he risk his mission for a chance at love or will Sage make sure the warrior walks a line? About the Series:
The Blood Burden Series is a fantasy/paranormal romance that is different from anything you've read before. You will not find any vampires, werewolves, or a soft spoken woman waiting for a man to save her in this adventure. But you will find a head strong woman who will protect those she loves with her last breath and a new paranormal element that is unique to the book world. Reviewers are raving about the series: "The thrills start from page one and continue to the very end. I absolutely loved it and am looking forward to (the next book)." 5 STARS! -Kim Norris-The Kindle Book Review "How can you resist a story set in the South that treads on Irish folklore? You can't!!"
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I'm giving away 3 e-books. The first, Kresley Cole's Poison Princess. I read this when it came out and loved it so much, I wanted to share it with someone else. The next two books I'm giving away are anthologies I'm part of. If you've read my Gwen Sparks series, there's a Dorian Hade short in Cupid Painted Blind. Once Upon a Midnight Dreary features some spooky stories. To enter, check out the rafflecopter below. Winner will be chosen at random. Make sure you check out the linky below for all the other awesome giveaways!
I'm very excited about the upcoming RT Convention where I'll be signing books for the first time! It'll be a fangirl moment for me, meeting all the other bigger authors. If you're anywhere near Kansas City, MO, stop by and say hi. I'd love to meet all of you! For more information, you can go to http://www.rtconvention.com/
I have been waiting for an eternity, okay maybe not that long, for the release of the second book in C.G. Powell's No Uncertain Logic series. The first book, Spell Checked was fabulous!
The second book, Firewall is due to release this summer! Here's an excerpt.Firewall (book 2 No Uncertain Logic Series) by C.G. Powell
“I hate to cut things short, but the sooner we get down to business the better. I’ve made arrangements for a transport to take us to the Atlantis which is sitting in the Meranna Sea.”
Before Sarik could finish, Jael interrupted, “When did you move the ship?”
“Shortly after you left for Ibis Prime. Orion felt he needed to keep an eye on me once Aphrodite arrived, so he sent a team to assist the move closer to the capital city.” He looked to Neria and Aphrodite. “Ladies, if you will follow me. I will take you to the transport.”
They walked to a smaller docking area where a transporter ship was awaiting them. Neria’s bags were already on board, as was Captain Ross.
Sarik raised one brow. “How did you get here so quick?”
Captain Ross cleared his throat and rolled his eyes towards the cockpit where Tal sat.
“I thought you didn’t trust mist traveling?” Sarik laughed.
“It took a while to get used to, but it has its benefits if you can get past the nausea and the whole cellular disintegration reassembly thing.”
Sarik nudged the captain with his elbow. “Are you sure it has nothing to do with quantum entanglement with a certain Jinn?”
Speechless, Captain Ross’ reddened face spoke volumes. He excused himself and joined Tal in the cockpit.
Looping her arm in Sarik’s, Jael frowned and continued towards the passenger area of the transport. “Why do you tease the poor Captain? I think it quaint that he has taken a liking to Tal even if she doesn’t return his affections.”
“What kind of friend would I be, if I didn’t acknowledge his obvious fondness?”
“Do you really want me entertain your question with an answer?”
“No, not really.”
Over the intercom the captain’s voice boomed, “Good morning, this is your captain. Today’s flight should be a clear shot to the Meranna Sea area. We have favorable atmospheric conditions and low level winds upon approach. Our estimated arrival is 14:80 standard atomic time, that’s half-past lunch for those of you who still struggle with the local atomic conversion.”
Jael, Salima, and Aphrodite all turned and looked at Sarik.
Pursed lipped, Sarik stood and yelled toward the cockpit. “Okay, you win. Now get us the hell out of here.” Coming Summer 2013
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On the night of February 10th, 2013, Matthew Corn passed away in a tragic accident. It’s impossible to sum up the life and vibrant personality of one person in a few short sentences. To say Matt will be missed is an understatement of gross proportions. He was a loving husband and devoted father, quick to give his family everything they needed and more. Matt moved from Pittsburgh to Savannah with his wife, Daniele, to work at Gulfstream. Here they had three children: Ben, 5, Andrew, 2, and Lily, 1. He was a hard worker; always giving one hundred and ten percent to his job, but never missed the chance to joke. He was known for being obsessively organized and neat. If you wanted to see him panic, all you had to do was move his tools out of order or get his jeep dirty. Matt was an avid Pittsburg Steelers fan and Pittsburg Penguins fan, more than willing to go nose to nose for his favorite teams. He loved the outdoors and off-road ramp competitions. He spent time fishing and hunting with his children, eager to instill his love of nature. His friends knew him as a person that would drop everything if you needed help.
Now, it’s our turn to help. With the generous donations of these wonderful authors, we hope to raise money for the Corn Family to help with medical and living expenses. His loss has left a hole in the hearts of his family and friends that will never be filled, but it is our sincere wish that this auction will ease some of the burdens they face.
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Since in Valentine's day I thought I'd share a...spicy excerpt from Hexed. Enjoy!
*note - this is the unedited version*