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The Exemeus

Book One
Folami and Abeni Morris

Genre: young adult fantasy

Publisher: Royal Colours Ink

ISBN: 9780988688605

Number of pages: 504

Word Count: 101,595

Cover Artist: Amalia Chitulesca


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Haylee Smith is dead, she just doesn’t know it yet.

Her short life was devoted to love and to hate. Love of the man who stole her heart, hate for the man who stole the world. Murdered by the government she swore to destroy, fate has given her another chance to make it right. But to save the planet, she needs the help of the most powerful mystic the world has ever seen—unfortunately he hasn’t been born yet.

In a world where fear is the only currency, Dephon has committed the ultimate crime: inspiring hope.

His only goal is to make it safely through ninth grade, but on a post-apocalyptic Earth run by the Treptonian government, it isn’t that simple. Heir to a legendary

power, Dephon Johnson is the only threat to the government’s rule. And on Trepton, all threats must be eliminated. When hundreds of assassins are dispatched to neutralize him, Dephon is forced to fight back. His only chance of survival is to enlist the aid of the greatest warrior the world has ever known. The only problem is, she’s been dead for 13 years.



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A scream rippled through the emerald-green sea. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Singleton groaned. I sighed deeply, trying to remain composed. Another scream pierced our ears, this one coming from a different direction. Within seconds the horizon was filled with no less than twenty of the slug-like creatures traveling with chilling military-style precision towards us. They were all swimming from different directions, their eyes flickering in the distance.


Hyles, leave.”


No,” I said firmly.


I’m losing too much blood as it is. I’ll never make it back and who’ll avenge my mother? Get out of here. I will not watch you die too! Do it now, Hyles!”


Would you leave me?” I challenged him, racking my mind for a course of attack.


I gripped my sword awkwardly in my hand as I tried to keep Singleton afloat with the other one. “Hyles, just go or we’ll both die.” The creatures were close enough for us to see their rattling teeth. The combined effect of their screams was enough to shatter our eardrums. “Hyles, go!” he said again. The creatures were no more than eight feet away, and it was clear that neither of us was getting out of here alive.


About the Authors:

Folami and Abeni Morris are a sister-sister writing team. Together they wrote (and rewrote) The Exemeus series, somehow managing to accomplish it without murdering one another. Despite their facial similarities, tendency to finish each other’s thoughts and stick up for each other constantly, no, they’re not twins and thus deserve their own individual bio.

Folami Morris

Folami grew up in the tiny city of San Mateo Ca, where nothing ever happens and no one ever leaves. She went to Xavier University for undergraduate, getting her B.A in physics and her B.S in Biology. After graduation she returned to California, to live in an even smaller city, where even less happens, Antioch Ca. During this time she escaped the monotony by hanging out with her imaginary friends Hyalee and Dephon, and by writing the Exemeus.

She finally escaped to Queens NY and now realizes that quiet and tiny aren’t so bad.

Abeni Morris

As luck (and logic) would have it, Abeni grew up in the same tiny little town as her sister, then she too escaped to the tinier town of Antioch. She has yet to leave. She received her bachelor’s degree in early childhood development from Cal State East Bay. She is the mom of two amazing kids, who swear that they deserve a percentage of the book proceeds and a ton of the credit. At least she raised dreamers.


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Hearts On Fire #Blog #Hop #Promotional Special

ImageHappy Valentine’s Day! The day of love. As a special promotion, Close Encounters with the Night Kind is hosting this hop. There’s a ton of prizes to win, including one of my own just for commenting on this post. Be sure to read all about A Summoner’s Tale, available now.


AUTHOR: by Victoria Danann

PUBLISHER: 7th House

ISBN: 978-1-933320-67-0 ebook Words: 107,000

978-1-933320-80-9 print Pages: 350

GENRE: vampire romance, paranormal romance, urban fantasy, paranormal fantasy

RELEASE DATE: February 14, 2013



 This is the third installment in a serial saga intended to be read in order.
DESCRIPTION:A secret society, a witch, a psychic, vampires, modern day knights, heroes, elves, fae, assassins from another dimension, and fairytales come together where emotions intersect. Two souls, joined by a mystical bond, separated by distance, must simultaneously struggle through pain and darkness in an ultimate confrontation with character and an ultimate struggle for life proving that true love waits patiently through lifetimes and finds courage to survive. Even in the strangest places. Even when you’re least expecting it. Even when you’re far, far from home.

Erotic quotient: A little steam. No menage. No BDSM

ImageIMPORTANT: Black Swan Books 2 and 3 are available on exclusively as single titles. However, a The Order of the Black Swan COLLECTED TALES, Books 1-3will also be released on or around Feb. 14th in e-book everywhere.This is the story as it was intended to be read – without interruption.

ISBN: 978-1-933320-70-0 313,000 words All three books for $6.99.



ImageBook OneMy Familiar Stranger: Romancing the Vampire Hunters (nominated for Reviewers Choice Best Paranormal Romance of 2012)



ImageThe Witch’s Dream: A Love Letter to Paranormal Romance




Book ThreeA Summoner’s Tale: The Vampire’s Confessor Image

ImageBook Four – Moonlight: Big Bad Wolf  To release late Spring.




TWITTER: @vdanann

ImageAuthor Bio:

For the past fourteen years, Victoria has illustrated and authored Seasons of the Witch calendars and planners and written several non-fiction books on magickal arts. She lives in a town north of Houston known as The Woodlands even though the idea of the witch in the woods may be a cliché.

She owns 7th House Publishing and contributes to its enterprises. In addition to art and writing, she plays Classic Rock music (keys, rhythm guitar, vocals) and manages one of Houston’s premier party bands. Married. Four children.

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Dark Prophecy, Book 1

Molly M Hall

Genre: YA Paranormal

ISBN: 978-1479342112


Number of pages: 276

Word Count: 77,782

Cover Artist: Claudia McKinney -PhatPuppy Art

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“They say the truth can set you free. I found out it can kill you.”
Seventeen-year-old Kat Matheson has never revealed the dark secret that sets her apart from everyone else: She can see and hear the dead. Until now, she has been able to ignore the strange apparitions and whispering voices. But it may not be that simple anymore. Haunted by eerie visions and increasingly frightening nightmares, Kat begins to fear she may be the target of a dark and ominous force from beyond the grave. Complicating matters is the arrival of her new neighbor, a young man she instinctively distrusts but is inexplicably drawn to. Gorgeous and mysterious, he seems to hold a disturbing knowledge of her long-held secrets.
As she desperately tries to maintain control, events take an unexpected and violent turn. Discovering that nothing is what it seems and that her psychic abilities may involve far more than just communing with the dead, Kat may be forced to confront her worst fears and the powerful curse that controls her destiny.

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013About the Author:

Molly M Hall is the author of Reckoning, the first novel in the Dark Prophecy series. She has spent most of her life in Colorado and currently lives just outside of Denver. She pursued a degree in English Literature at Columbia College, and worked in the corporate world for several years before turning to writing full time.

When not reading or writing, she can be found shopping for awesome boots, listening to music, exercising, working on her very inadequate French, playing piano, or looking for inspiring landscapes to photograph. More at:

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A gentle breeze moves through the trees and gooseflesh creeps up my arms. I look around cautiously, my ears straining for even the slightest sound. Nothing. No dreaded flashes of a ghostly pink dress. No brain-numbing whispering. Just an empty expanse of green, dotted with trees, the stark silhouettes of houses rising behind.

My phone buzzes again, the vibration rippling through the nerve endings in my hand like a low-voltage jolt of electricity. I feel a sudden desire to fling it as far away from me as I can.

Reluctantly, I look down and click on the message.


Turning around, I see Rick, smiling back at me, waiting patiently. A scream of anguish and frustration begins to build deep inside of me and I hear a noise to my right, like the whooshing of wings. Jerking my head to the side, my eyes widen in shock, and I duck, narrowly missing a massive black bird as it sweeps past me, angling upward. I think I hear Rick say something, but his words are drowned out by the sound of my pulse pounding in my ears. I glance up, looking for the bird and see a large, dark shape sweeping past the top of the trees. I have no idea how any of it is connected – the girl, the texts, the bird – but instinctively I know they are. And it isn’t good.

I look at Rick again, the wonder and magic of this evening still singing through my veins, and my shock turns to anger. Hot, fiery, rebellious anger. This will not happen. Not tonight.

Clenching my jaw, I glare up at the sky. LEAVE ME ALONE, I scream in my head. Whatever issues this dead girl has, it has nothing to do with me.

Rick begins walking toward me. “Everything OK, Kat?”

I swallow, gathering my emotions back into a tight bundle. “Fine.” I force a smile onto my face, jogging back to him. “Just Rachel sending me another message.”

I step into the pool of light beneath the streetlamp, anxious to leave the darkness behind. Suddenly, the light flickers, an odd sizzling sound emanating from the globes. I stop and stare, watching as several sparks shoot out the sides. The bird, the largest crow I have ever seen, swoops down from the trees, one shining, jet black eye looking directly at me. Sound disappears and time seems to fold in on itself, slowing to half-speed. The same weightless feeling I’d experienced at school creeps over me, and I tense, fighting off the panic.

I stare at the bird, watching it descend lower and lower. It’s wings beat once, moving slowly down and back up again. Sparks continue to jet from the streetlamp, each brightly pointed flash of light spewing out in a torpid, glowing trail, before dropping slowly and silently to the ground. The bird is nearly on top of me. It sweeps past, close enough that I can feel the rush of air beneath its wings, gently lifting my hair. Then it arcs upward, higher and higher, before turning and diving back toward me again, it’s beak open in a silent cry.

I stand and stare, frozen in place, numb with shock and disbelief. My phone vibrates dully in my palm, and I slowly lower my head. As though acting strictly through muscle memory, my thumb pushes the message button.


I look back up at the bird. Then at the streetlamp. And suddenly, I understand. The obscure text messages melding into clear and precise meaning. But my legs won’t move.

I gasp, inhaling sharply as I struggle to break free of the torpor that has possessed me, and the world abruptly charges back into normal motion, sound and movement taking on a vivid clarity. The bird rushes toward me, it’s head cocked at an odd angle. The sparking and sizzling of the streetlamp grows louder, the globes glowing and flashing like some kind of deranged sparkler on the fourth of July. I take one slow step backward just as the globes explode with a loud bang, hundreds of tiny pieces of glass slicing through the air. I yelp and duck, lunging to the side.


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##Promo for The Life and Times of the Heir and the Keeper #blog #tour


The Life and Times of the Heir and the Keeper

A Caspian University Novel

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They say college is a lot of things; a haven, a four-year party, the place you met the girl – or guy – of your dreams. What they don’t tell you is, the best part of college is the drama YOU bring to the table! After all, that dirty little secret, that not-so-little white lie, and those texts you wish you could erase from cyberspace can’t stay hidden forever. At CU, someone’s always watching, and you better hope there isn’t a camera phone on hand when you get caught.

It’s the Spring Semester, but it’s not all fun in the budding sun for Jon and Franz. Follow them as they delve through the politics of secret societies, the inevitable drama of the F-word (that’s FAMILY, for the uninitiated), creepy Resident Advisors, creepier residents and girls who don’t always say what they mean. Who wouldn’t need two months to recuperate?

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ImageAbout the Author:

Etta King is the author of the Caspian University novels, a series chronicling the life and times of a group of wealthy teens who inevitably discover the various flavors of college drama. Etta writes from her personal experiences as a college co-ed and as the product of an all-girls prep school. Here she witnessed the very eccentricities and foibles which she depicts in her novels.

In a home filled with books, it was no surprise that Etta grew to be an avid reader, and that translated into writing when she was thirteen. She wrote simply for the fun of it, whatever would come to mind, from fantasy to thriller to romance, and shared her stories with her friends.

In 2010, at twenty-one and just as she was about to graduate from college, Etta began writing “The Life and Times of Elizabeth and the Duchess.” This was a story which had first taken shape in 2008, after her freshman year, but had been put on hold. With graduation looming, Etta recalled the characters, and the events which had inspired them, and took pen to paper. Literally, as Etta enjoys writing out her stories before typing them out. Soon the first book had been completed and the series was born.

“The Life and Times of the Heir and the Keeper,” comes as the sequel to “Elizabeth and the Duchess,” and serves as the second semester of these teens’ college saga. Etta is currently working on the third book, in what will be an eight-part series.

Etta King lives with her family in Westchester, New York.






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Sophronia and the Vampire #booktour

bannerSophronia and the Vampire’ is the story of a crone – a witch in the last of the three stages in a woman’s life – who is enjoying a nostalgic trip along the west coast of America when she finds herself stuck in a small town, trying to help a young witch avoid becoming the possession of a two thousand year old vampire.

I like my romance to have a healthy dose of humor, coming from both hero and heroine, and by this I mean the heroine has to be funny too, not just the feed for the man. I was coming up to my fiftieth birthday when I wrote ‘Sophronia and the Vampire’ and I wanted to create a heroine who wasn’t in the first flush of youth. Much as I love Buffy and Sookie Stackhouse, at the age of 50, it seemed a little undignified to be trying to identify with them and I don’t really want to. So Sophronia took shape and as she grew on the page, it seemed entirely natural to me that although she’s a woman who’s had her fair share of tragedies, she doesn’t sit around dwelling on them. She takes whatever life throws at her, all the while managing to see the funny side.

I also quite liked the idea of taking back possession of the word ‘crone’ and celebrating it, rather than seeing it as an insult. I’ve no objection to men becoming distinguished as they get older, but I want the same courtesy for women as well. So Sophronia is prized by the vampire world for her superior experience and skills, to the point where she actively has to work at being ignored or ‘invisible’, a state of affairs still far too commonplace in our society where older women are concerned.

Writing the book was easy because I was really only writing for myself to begin with and I found it very enjoyable having a myth foundation to base my story on, but at the same time be able to create any new lore that I wanted. I’ve always been fascinated in the triple goddess theory of Maid, Mother, Crone, as well as the powers ascribed to witches throughout history, whether good or evil. Messing about with frogs and spells and cauldrons, however, always struck me as a bit icky, so I updated Sophronia, giving her coercion and telepathy, powers I’ve always thought it would be great to have myself. As for Hagen, I was intrigued by the idea of a creature that had been alive for thousands of years and what that might be like. I wanted him to have been around long enough not to be shaped by the morals or beliefs that have created our society as it is today, but to be the product of a far older one, so that he would continually have to be adapting to survive, acknowledging our world, but at the same time never entirely in tune with it. But he also had to be enjoying his immortality and not racked with guilt about past choices he had made.

So there it is. I hope other people have as much fun reading ‘Sophronia and the Vampire’ as I did writing it. I am working on a sequel and hope to be publishing it soon as Sophronia has a few more adventures in her yet. Many thanks to Sara for giving a spot on her guest blog.

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Sophronia and the Vampire Book One

Jacqueline Farrell

Genre: paranormal romance

Publisher: Lyrical Press

ISBN: 9781616503918

Number of pages: 230

Word Count: 87000

Cover Artist: Renee Rocco

Book Description:

It’s been a while since witches had to worry about being burnt at the stake…

Forty-nine, English and a professional crone, Sophronia is touring America when she is forced to spend the night at a run-down motel on the Californian coast. Her expectations aren’t high- – if the bed’s clean and the toilet flushes she’ll count herself lucky. But events are about to become far more interesting. The motel owner is a juvenile witch unaware of her heritage and in dire need of help, especially when vampires turn up…

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About the Author :

author photoI live in the UK with my husband, two sons, two cats and a dog. I am a French and English teacher which I love and it pays the bills, but I got hooked on writing when I entered a short story competition at the age of eighteen and wrote of my own free will without a homework deadline looming. I’ve been waiting for the impulse to wear off ever since…

I wrote this story when I was coming up to my 50th and feeling a bit sorry for myself. I love the vampire/paranormal genre – Buffy and Sookie in particular – but there comes a time when you just can’t identify with gorgeous, pert twenty-somethings any more and it seems a little undignified to even want to. I also love Terry Pratchett’s Discworld novels about Granny Weatherwax and Nanny Ogg – two of the wiliest crones in the business – but wanted something a little more glamorous and contemporary; I can only take so much stuff with the frogs and the cauldrons. When it comes to supernatural powers I’ve always preferred Julian May’s metapsychics in the Saga of the Exiles, so that’s how Sophronia was created. Hagen was easy.

Obviously heroes can’t be murderers, but I wanted a vampire who wasn’t wracked with guilt over his diet and who seemed to be having fun being an immortal. I hope people will enjoy reading SOPHRONIA AND THE VAMPIRE as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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book coverST: How did you get into writing? 

BD: First of all, I’d like to thank Sara for this opportunity!

I have been writing, in some form or another, all my life. It was something that attracted me early on and has yet to let go. I have been making a living at it since my senior year of high school, more or less, and that was a while ago.

ST: What is your favorite thing about being a writer? 

BD: The main thing is that it’s simple. You don’t need a lot of tools, you don’t really even need an audience (although having one is nice). To be an actor, someone has to hire you to act. To be an athlete, you need a team. To be a writer you just need some paper, a pencil and a bit of time. It’s faster with a laptop, though.

ST: How do you come up with ideas for your stories?

BD: I just like to think about the possibilities presented by various stories. At any given time I have a half dozen or so ideas in various stages of gestation. Some of them can take years to come to fruition, some never amount to anything. Eventually, when one becomes solid enough, I start plotting it out more carefully and begin to “meet” the characters in my head.

ST: What’s the biggest challenge you’ve faced with being a writer?

BD: Just staying with a particular story can be hard, especially when it can take months or even years to finish. There is limited time to pursue multiple stories, at least for me, so I have to be careful to try to pick ideas that I can live with over a long period of time.

ST: How did you choose the genre you write?

BD: I’ve always been interested in monsters and the paranormal, so it was pretty easy to move into that neighborhood. I have written some other things outside the paranormal genre, but they generally weren’t as much fun. I find the paranormal world to be more flexible in enabling writers to hold up a mirror to the real world.

ST: Do you do a lot of research prior to writing your stories?

BD: Yes, usually, or I at least pick locales and situations I’m somewhat familiar with. For “Mama Lona’s Man” I did a good bit of research on both zombies and Navy SEALS, although, to be truthful, I threw a lot of it out the window for the sake of the story. If I’m trying to write something entertaining, I don’t always try to make it as accurate as a documentary.

ST: How long does it take to finish a book?

BD: Anywhere from eight months to a year. I write fiction in my spare time and I tend to do a lot of rewriting, so it takes me a while.

ST: What are some of your favorite hobbies?

BD: Photography is the main one. I like to take pictures wherever I go. I have also gotten into indie filmmaking, which kind of combines my interests in writing and photography.

ST: What is in your to be read pile?

BD: Well, I just got a book about Vivian Maier, a fantastic street photographer who photographed for decades but got no attention until after she died. It’s mostly a book of her photos, but contains some information about her life as well. And I just started reading the “A Song of Ice and Fire” series. I’m taking my time sinking into that one, I have the feeling I’ll be living there for a while!

ST: Could you name one favorite quote?

 BD: My favorite literary quote is from Paul Bowles’ “The Sheltering Sky” — “Because we don’t know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well, yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that’s so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.”

Again, thanks to Sara for this opportunity!


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The Straw Man Series Book One


Brett O’Neal Davis


Genre: Paranormal Romance


ISBN: 9781301347049




Number of pages: 219


Word Count: 74,000


Cover Artist: Cate Meyers


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Book Description:

Mama Lona’s Man combines a Caribbean love story with a zombie thriller. It’s a bit James Bond, a bit “How Stella Got Her Groove Back” and a dash of “Night of the Living Dead.

The leading man is a ex-Navy SEAL controlled by a witch doctor. When he meets an American girl caught up in island intrigue, they fall in love even though he’s been dead longer than she’s been alive.

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Mama Lona’s Man” is a fast-moving, funny, sometimes bittersweet tale about a young woman who meets the love of her life, only there’s one hitch: He’s lost his life and become a zombie. As Rolling Stone once said about Jim Morrison, the title character of this novel is hot, sexy, and dead.

Abigail Callisto is a brilliant, troubled college student living in the suburbs of Washington, D.C. When her father’s shadowy government employer sends him to the Caribbean to tamp down a pending coup attempt on the small island nation of Petit Royale, she goes along so he can also keep an eye on her and keep her out of trouble. She thinks it’s a lark; she has no idea her life is about to change forever.

Petit Royale is governed by the jovial but corrupt Marcos Verriera, whose brother, Abraham, has long sought to replace him as president. Abigail’s father has operatives on the island; they tell him that Marcos has gone around the bend and is kidnapping children, possibly for sex trafficking. What the operatives don’t tell him is that they are actually working for Abraham and they are the ones actually doing the kidnapping. The children aren’t harmed, but are held so Abraham can pretend to release them and be a hero.

To try to sway Abigail’s father to their side, the operatives decide to kidnap Abigail. They drug her in the night and carry her to the gates of the presidential mansion, where they set her down. They know that Abraham’s militia is moving in that night and they want Abigail to be among those rescued. It doesn’t quite work out that way.

Petit Royale has its own special version of the bogeyman: A spectral figure known only as Mama Lona’s man. He’s a ghost who has been known to deal murderous vengeance on those who abuse children. The plan is for Abraham’s men to dispense with Marcos Verriera and blame his disappearance on Mama Lona’s Man.

Abigail is discovered by the presidential guards and brought into the mansion, where President Marcos Verriera himself questions her. He knows what his brother is up to, and he knows that having a kidnapped American girl in his house is not a good thing for him. Suddenly shooting erupts and he runs away, leaving Abigail to fend for herself. She crawls into the interior of the mansion, trying to get away, only to find herself in the middle of a gun battle between Marcos’ men and Abraham’s men.

She’s trying to figure a way out of it when something amazing happens. A man walks right through the fight, as if it’s not happening, and begins looking for Marcos Verriera. Abigail watches as he gets shot several times and not only survives but barely seems to notice. He’s a good-looking young white man, not much older than her own 20 years.

He sees Abigail, and, recognizing a damsel in distress, takes her along as he searches the mansion. Abigail is amazed to see him shot a couple more times as he makes his way in pursuit of Marcos Verriera, who has fled down a secret hallway that leads to the ocean. The man manages to catch his boat just before it leaves, and he quickly blows something in the president’s face that knocks him out cold. He does the same to Abigail, only she doesn’t inhale and only pretends to be unconscious so she can study him. He leaves her on a public beach and takes the president away.

She makes her way back to her hotel where her father is angry that she has been out, suspecting her of partying. When she tells him her story, they realize she has seen the mysterious Mama Lona’s man, something akin to spotting Bigfoot. He wants to find the shadowy Mama Lona and discover if her man really did kill the president. Abigail just wants to see him again.

About the Author

author imageBrett O’Neal Davis is a native of Florence, Ala., and attended the same high school as Sam Phillips, who discovered Elvis Presley. He studied journalism at the University of North Alabama and the University of Missouri, writing about music whenever possible. He also briefly “fronted” the one-man punk band Screwhead. Despite clearing $1.50 in profit on consignment sales of the band’s lone album at Salt of the Earth Records in Columbia, Mo., he turned to the slightly more stable world of aerospace and defense journalism, working today in the field of unmanned systems and robotics in Washington, D.C.

He is the author of four science fiction and fantasy novels, all published by Baen Books. The first, The Faery Convention, was listed among the best fantasy novels for 1995 by Science Fiction Chronicle, and Two Tiny Claws was named to the 2000 Books for the Teen Age List by the New York Public Library. An occasional panelist at area science fiction conventions, he also has discussed fiction writing at National Press Club events and at literary festivals, including the annual T.S. Stribling celebration at the University of North Alabama. Mama Lona’s Man is his first foray into paranormal romance, but it won’t be the last.


I got the chance to review this book as part of the Bewitching Blog Tours event. The title intrigued me and I decided to give it a chance. I can admit it was nothing like what I’d expected. The first scene of the book had nothing to do with the plot of the book. I spent the entire time trying to figure out why the author would open with that scene. I understand the relevance of trying to show what Mama Lona’s Man is like, but it didn’t fit with the overall story line.

Another thing I noticed pretty soon into the book is that the author expects the reader to know more about the story than he’s provided. I’m assuming he’s meant to have the story be intriguing by leaving some secrets hidden, but the overall effect didn’t come off very well. The story line is a good one. I love voodoo and zombies, yet the idea of a woman falling so quickly into love with a zombie really turned me off. Not because he was a zombie, but because the author goes into such detail on how dead-like the man is. It was kind of creepy.

The story progressed awkwardly for me. There was no intrigue. The author provided the answers for each problem just shortly after it arrived, without allowing the reader time to adjust to the situation. The plot itself seemed a bit boring. We’re thrown into a civil war, without knowing anything about the place that’s being destroyed, and without any reason to care about the people who are causing such trouble. I also found the double agent scenes a bit out of reach. The author throws in random surprises, but it doesn’t help build the story up. It rather just gives the reader too much coincidence.

If I had to rate this book, I would have to give it a 2 and a half. It would be a great story, with a lot of rewriting and tightening of the plot, dialogue and character development.

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#Spoil yourself! Falling in #Love with the Sullivans

Did you get a new eReader for Christmas, and are now looking for something awesome to read? Or, maybe you didn’t get anything good and want to spoil yourself a little with the chance to win that coveted eReader, some major gift cards, or other awesome prizes. Maybe you just need to relax after hurry-scurrying around all season. Well…
Wouldn’t it be nice to take a long hot bath or snuggle under your favorite blanket with a great read? Sounds like the perfect day, right? Hey, we can offer you something even better than that.

In fact, we can offer you something seven times better!

For starters, we can offer you up to seven review copies of Bella Andre’s New York Times and USA Today best-selling contemporary romance series The Sullivans.

We’ll introduce you to—not just one, but—each and every member of the Sullivan family on their quests to find happiness. Even though most of them aren’t even really looking for love, it has a way of finding them anyway. These sexy, emotional and funny novels will nurse all your literary and metaphorical desires. You’ll laugh and cry right along with the characters, and get hooked into these great stories right from the very first page. They even take place in lovely California, giving you the opportunity to travel by proxy and escape the windy winter doldrums.

What’s that you say? The books sound awesome, but you’re not sure why you have to join the tour to enjoy their awesomeness? There are so many reasons to sign-up. Since there are seven books (so far) in The Sullivans series and seven that will be taking part in this extraordinarily large tour, let’s stay right on theme and discuss seven reasons why you need to join the fun, pronto.

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The perks

Not only will you get to read a great novel—or two, or three, or seven—but you’ll also get…

1. The opportunity to network with other bloggers and avid readers.

2. The option to host a guest post, excerpt or interview with best-selling author Bella Andre. This will bring new readers to your blog AND give you content for your blog—what’s better, a post you didn’t even have to write yourself. If your New Year looks as hectic as mine, having a guest post is almost as good as reading an awesome book… because it means I’ll have TIME to READ that great book.

3. The chance to interact directly with the author through a number of social media activities, discussions, and awesome giveaways .

But wait, there’s more!

4. Literally, there are more books. If you love The Sullivans, you can find half a dozen more books just waiting for your eager hands and mind. AND REVIEW COPIES ARE AVAILABLE FOR ALL SEVEN! WOWZA!

5. Kick start your New Year’s resolution to read more! Plus you get hours of entertainment absolutely free—you may even win something (which makes the deal even sweeter).

6. The Sullivans will make you fall in love. You’ll love the writing, the humor, the characters, and the stories. You might even find hope for true love within these pages.

7. If you’ve ever wished for your own happy ending—heck, even if you’ve already found it—there’s something in each of these novels you’ll be able to identify with. We all know life isn’t perfect, and the Sullivans know that too. They’re so real, reading the book is almost like watching a movie or watching somebody’s real life unfold right in front of your eyes.

Did I forget to mention the prizes?

The prizes are ridonkulous. We’ve got romantic swag baskets, hundreds of dollars gift cards, an iPad Mini, Kindle Fire, Nook Color, AND a Sony eReader to name a few.

Well I guess there’s just one more reason to join us on the biggest tour Novel Publicity has ever put together. More books, more bloggers, more buzz and, of course, more prizes!

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Sullivan Tour BadgeOh, did you want specific details?

Learn what all the buzz is about when you receive review copies of the first 7 books in this on-going series. Read one, or read them all. Or, you could host an excerpt, interview, or guest post instead–and we’ll even put that together for you.

Tour Dates:  January 7 to 20, 2013

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Page Count: approx 300 pages each

CAUTION: Explicit language, very steamy love scenes…and lots of emotion!

The Prizes:

* iPad Mini

* Kindle Fire

* Nook Color

* Kobo eReader

* $100 Amazon gift cards (7 prizes)

* $50 Amazon gift cards (2 prizes)

* $25 Amazon gift cards (8 prizes)

* $20 iTunes gift cards (10 prizes)

* Custom prize baskets for EACH of the 7 books–including items such as wine gift set, silver bracelets, romantic photo books and photo frames, eReader and smart phone skins, and MUCH, MUCH more!

…and we’ve got special prizes just for participating bloggers

Read summaries and excerpts on the sign-up page.

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Blood Shadows Tour Button 300 x 225Letting Vampires Evolve by Lindsay J. Pryor

Two months ago my first book was published. It’s hard for me to believe that the Blackthorn series, for which I signed a three-book deal, is almost sixteen years in the making.

I didn’t work intently on it all that time. It was more a background project, a secret passion, as I worked full-time whilst managing other writing projects in my spare time – ones I thought might actually get me published one day. That was the thing with Blackthorn – I thought no one would ever get it. I didn’t believe anyone would ever be into my kind of dark, dangerously-close-to-the-edge vampire heroes nor my dystopian world that felt more like a horror than a romance at times.

The series was inspired when I’d left the comfort and safety of my family’s home to take up my first teaching post – moving to a big city over 300 miles away from everything I knew. Walking home one night, I got lost in a very isolated and run-down part of the city. Iron bars were on windows. Metal shutters were on doors. The place was dead. I was terrified, but the idea for Blackthorn was born – dark paranormal stories set in an urban, gritty backdrop of social unrest, where vampires brushed shoulders with humans. I’d have a dystopian world where humans were calling the shots, where there was segregation and prejudice.

Over the years, Blackthorn took on more and more of a life of its own as I developed notebooks full of plotlines, characterisations and background information. I thought I’d get bored, but the ideas and the potential just kept coming. A whole multi-layered world took shape – a world that became vividly tangible to me. What I ended up with was a very clear vision for the series: In an imaginary future, the world is controlled by humans who rule over vampires with an iron fist. Society is divided and ‘third species’ are both feared and discriminated against. Additional seeds of unrest are sown by whispers of a vampire prophecy foretelling the overthrow of the human regime. Blackthorn itself is the most impoverished of several administrative districts – a real melting pot for vampires, lycans and humans – and a subsequent hive of social unrest.

This shady and dystopian location developed into a backdrop for dark and intense romances focusing claustrophobically on the hero and heroine who, incidentally, had no place falling in love with each other – forbidden romances that will not only impact on the fate of humankind, but also on the fate of the ‘third species’ who have spent far too long waiting for their time.

Sixteen years on, finally getting these books into readers’ hands has been immense. My stories aren’t for the faint-hearted, that’s for sure. But for those who aren’t afraid to visit the darker side of paranormal, the first in the series has been met with glowing reviews with Blood Shadows, the first book in the Blackthorn series, already making it into the top 100 Paranormal and Fantasy Romances on Goodreads. That’ll teach me to think no one would ever get it.

 Check it out!

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Blackthorn Series Book One
Lindsay J. Pryor

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Bookouture

ISBN: 9781909490000


Number of pages: 380

Word Count: 117,000

Cover Artist: Henry Steadman

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Book Description:

For vengeance – would you trust a vampire?

For justice – could you betray your family?

For love – are you ready to question everything you believe in?

Gifted with the ability to read the shadows of ‘third species’ beings, Caitlin Parish is the Vampire Control Unit’s most powerful agent. Despite that, her mission to hunt down Kane Malloy – a master vampire – comes with a death wish. Many have tried, but few have survived.

For Caitlin, tracking Kane is about more than just professional reputation. With her parents both mysteriously killed 7 years apart to the day, Caitlin knows that without Kane’s help she is next.

She has four days to make a deal with the wicked, the irresistible, the treacherous Kane Malloy. The vampire who despises everything she stands for.
Or die.
You can read the first three chapters on Scribd for free:

Check Out What Readers Have to Say About Blood Shadows:

“Lindsay J. Pryor easily earns a place alongside Paranormal Romance’s best writers!” ~ Michele Hauf
“An incredible voice for paranormal.” ~ Rhyannon Byrd

“I drooled on my keyboard.”

“Wow! This is just soooo good.”

“Utterly captivating.”

“Flawless, tight, sensual, electrifying!”

“Tell Kane he can have my soul RIGHT NOW!”

“Every moment was dripping with tension.”

“I forgot to blink.”

“Girl, you can WRITE! And you can write sexxxy!”


“I nearly fainted when he removed her belt.”

“The sexual tension is off the charts.”

“After Kenyon’s Zarek, I thought I’d never fall for another bad boy again…”

“Jaw-droppingly good… I’d want to shout ‘Bite Me!’”

timthumb.phpAbout the Author:

Lindsay J. Pryor is a British Paranormal Romance author who writes dark, intense stories set in the dystopian world of Blackthorn.

Her trademark powerful vampire heroes and utterly combustible sensual romances have earned Lindsay comparisons with both J.R Ward and Sherrilyn Kenyon.

A finalist in Mills & Boon’s New Voices competition in both 2010 and 2011, Lindsay has already proved a smash hit with readers.

Comments like “Utterly captivating”, “Jaw-droppingly good”, “Awesome”, “I forgot to blink”, “The sexual tension is off the charts”, “I nearly fainted when he removed her belt”, “I drooled on my keyboard” and even “Tell Kane he can have my soul RIGHT NOW!” convinced Lindsay she just might have what it took to become a published author.

With the launch of Blood Shadows, that dream is now a reality.  Her journey to published author though has been a long one.
Lindsay has been creating stories since she was nine years old, when she quickly decided that fantasy was more interesting than reality. She thought she’d grow out of it but hasn’t yet.

Despite years of bashing out stories on an old typewriter, it was the death of her father in 2007 that finally convinced Lindsay to try and become a published author.

One of the last things my dad said to me was to do what I wanted to do in life. After he passed away, I pulled out all my scribbles from over the years and got back to writing what I loved most – paranormal romance.”

If reviews are anything to go by, it was a journey well worth making.

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Candy Cane Kink Giveaway Hop


Welcome to the Candy Cane Kink Giveaway Hop. I love blog hops because it gives people a chance to meet new people, find new authors and win great prizes! There are over 137 different blogs participating this year, which means everyone should win something. Take some time out to check out the other great blogs and their wonderful prizes. I’m offering a SFSfree e-book to one lucky commenter. My stories are primarily paranormal romance, although I do have two erotica short stories. Come check out a Sexy Santa who gets sex in exchange for getting back on the good list, a vengeance demon who knocks up men, or a castle filled with fairies, vampires, unicorns and more! Share this post with friends and get my Sexy Santa story for free! To enter to win, all you have to do is leave a comment below, listing your favorite part of the holiday, run over to my Facebook fanpage and hit like and let me know you’ve come from the Candy Cane Kink Blog Hop!

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Book spotlight with Sarah ballance

Riley Beckett’s past just came back to haunt her . . . and this time, he’s got a gun.

When Gage Lawton finds his brother shot dead on his back porch, every shred of evidence points to one person: Gage’s former lover, Riley. He and she didn’t part ways on good terms, and he’s not planning to rekindle anything now–not when he’s got a revolver pointed at her head and a finger on the trigger.

A year after Riley swore she and Gage were over, he returns in a hail of gunfire. One look into those achingly familiar blue eyes and she knows how wrong she was to let him go, but now far more than their heated past stands in the way. A twist of fate puts them in the crosshairs of a killer, leaving Riley with two slim options:  trust her greatest betrayer or face a murderer on her own.

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Something was wrong. Was the dark playing tricks on her? Riley Beckett froze, arm outstretched, hand poised to toss her keys on the table just inside her front door. But she didn’t let go. Instead of dropping them in their usual spot, instinct whispered for her to feather pieces of the makeshift weapon between her knuckles. Heart pounding, she pressed the keys in a silent, white-knuckle grip and prayed her concerns were her imagination, that the paranoia of coming home alone to a dark house was getting the better of her.
One, two steps in. Wood planks echoed underfoot. She fought to breathe in air that grew thinner with every tense second.
Three steps.
Then it hit her. The scent. His scent. And with it a flush of memories. The burn of hot grass on her bare skin. Rough hands, a tender touch. Love so sweet she ached for it, her dreams raging, and her body drenched with need.
Their first time.
Her last.
“Gage?” Her voice broke on the single syllable. Riley’s grip on the keys tightened, her blood raging hot and cold all at once.
A creak sounded from the corner chair. Her eyes refused to adjust in the darkness, but not even the faint light kept the blond streaks in his russet hair from giving him away. Like rays of sunshine, she used to tease, and her words never failed to draw a scowl across his rugged face.
God help her, her name on his lips sounded as it always had. Coarse. Dangerous. Forbidden. Even before . . . The memory surged, hot and vivid, leaving a metallic taste in her mouth. White heat assaulted her from every corner of the room.
The keys fell to the floor with a clink.
“An eye for an eye, is it?” His voice sounded unpracticed, as if he hadn’t spoken in a long while.
She couldn’t see his face, but she knew his expression. Flat and humorless. Broken. She remembered the day he stopped smiling. Every part of her wanted to flee, but she stood frozen to the spot.
“What do you mean?” Riley wondered if the words, whispered and weak, had the strength to make it across the room. Hadn’t she always known she’d shatter the next time she saw him? Hadn’t she dreamed of it anyway?
“You have to ask?” Gage laughed, cold and hollow. “Billy’s dead. Hell of a thing to come home to, Riley. My brother blown to bits on my back porch.”
“Oh, God.” Riley swayed, bile rising in her throat. The room filled with a distant buzzing. She took one unsteady step to the side and stumbled.
When she found his gaze, it was over the business end of a revolver.
He leveled the gun in her direction. Everything else in her world trembled, but his aim held rock steady. Unyielding.
His eyes burned blue and bright. “What I want to know, sweetheart, is why you did it.”
He worked his finger over the trigger, and a veil of blackness threatened her last discerning thought.
Sarah and her husband of over fourteen years live on the mid-Atlantic coast with their six young children, all of whom are perfectly adorable when they’re asleep. She often jokes that she writes to be around people who will listen to her, but her characters aren’t much better than her kids. Fortunately, her husband is quite supportive, having generously offered to help her research “the good parts.” She’s never had to ask twice.
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