Cover Reveal: Tempt by Rene Folsom

      

Title – Tempt (A Twisted Wolf Tale)

Series – Red Hot Treats

Author – Rene Folsom

Genre – Paranormal Romance

Publication Date – October 15, 2014

Length (Pages/# Words) – Approximately 130 pages / 20,000 words

Cover Artist – Rene Folsom with Phycel Designs

   

ABOUT THE BOOK

Deep in the Shrouded Wood, on her way to her granny’s cottage, Rosetta is ambushed by an unseen force. Soon after, she finds herself plagued by strange dreams—visions of a large wolf and a seductive woman beckoning her.

Not knowing what to do with these dreams and the odd changes happening to her body in the waking world, Rosetta sets out to confront whatever lies in the Shrouded Wood, determined to discover the temptations within. But what she finds is beyond anything she could’ve ever imagined… or hoped for.

Get ready to dive into Rosetta’s world and enjoy a new twist on the classic tale of Little Red Riding Hood.

This Halloween, something sinfully wicked is coming your way. Give yourself a Red Hot Treat this fall with ten spine-tingling stories sure to warm up your night. Scary just got sexy with TEMPT, part of the Red Hot Treats multi-author series (stands alone for reading enjoyment).

Warning: This supernatural romance novella contains f/f adult situations and is meant for ages 18+.

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ABOUT RENE

Rene Folsom, author of paranormal romance and erotica, lives in Florida with her husband and three kids. She has officially diagnosed herself with creative ADD and often has a million and one writing projects going at once. In addition to writing, she is also a graphic artist who enjoys creating custom book covers for indie authors. She is definitely an artist at heart and would love nothing more than to be elbow deep in clay during her waking hours.

Rene believes that all fiction is based on some form of reality—otherwise we would never have the inspiration or knowledge to dream up the realistic situations we portray with our words. She is proud to say that her personal experiences have been inspirational, though perhaps not always identical to that of her fictional characters. Where reality and fantasy diverge, however, must remain her little secret...

 

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Summoned by Rainy Kaye Excerpt and Spotlight

BOOK INFORMATION TITLE – Summoned

SERIES – Summoned Series

AUTHOR – Rainy Kaye

GENRE – Paranormal Erotic

PUBLICATION DATE – March 28, 2014

LENTH (Pages/# Words) – approx. 90,000

PUBLISHER & COVER ARTIST – Kris Wagner

COVER MODEL - Adam Jakubowski

PHOTOGRAPHER - Marcin Rychły

BOOK BLURB / SYNOPSIS –

Twenty-three year old Dimitri has to do what he is told—literally. Controlled by a paranormal bond, he is forced to use his wits to fulfill unlimited deadly wishes made by multimillionaire Karl Walker.

Dimitri has no idea how his family line became trapped in the genie bond. He just knows resisting has never ended well. When he meets Syd—assertive, sexy, intelligent Syd—he becomes determined to make her his own. Except Karl has ensured Dimitri can't tell anyone about the bond, and Syd isn't the type to tolerate secrets.

Then Karl starts sending him away on back-to-back wishes. Unable to balance love and lies, Dimitri sets out to uncover Karl's ultimate plan and put it to an end. But doing so forces him to confront the one wish he never saw coming—the wish that will destroy him.

A dark twist on the genie folklore, SUMMONED follows a reluctant criminal as he unravels the mystery of the paranormal bond controlling him.

Warnings: 18+, adult content, mature themes, strong language, and violence

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I halt in the doorway, taking in Syd's body. Unbelievably, she is back for round two. More unbelievably, I let the little crook into my house again. I still have no idea what I would tell Karl about a hotel charge, though. I will just have to keep an eye on her this time. “You're lying.” She turns to face me. “There's no downstairs. Is your mom that type who shows up every week to do the cooking and cleaning? “Can you stop asking stupid questions?” She blows air through her teeth. “You suck.” “Oh, be quiet.” I bat my hair out of my eyes. “Want some wine?” She drops her purse on the floor next to my bed. “That's more like it.” “Red or white?” “Didn't realize I was in the presence of Dionysus.” She perches on the edge of the mattress. “Red, please.” I consider skipping the drinks altogether and just taking her right there. So many beautiful things await under those clothes, ready to be explored all over again. Instead, I turn around and cross the house to the kitchen. A half bottle of Malbec waits in the fridge. I pour a glass, think better of it, and pour one for myself too. Then I return to the bedroom. She has her shoes off, sitting cross-legged on the bed, but hasn't removed anything else. Thankfully. That's part of the fun. I knock the door shut with my foot and hand her a glass. She sips her wine, looking oddly sophisticated for someone with Ozzy Osbourne eye makeup and enough silver in her ears to take down a werewolf. She peers up at me. “Is it a celebrity?” I stare at her, dumbly. “The person you protect, is it a celebrity?” Her eyes light up. “Oh! Is it Stevie Nicks?” “What? No.” “Linda Ronstadt?” “No.” She bounces a little on the mattress. “Is it Jenna Jameson?” “Good god, Syd.” I move forward and take her glass, then place it with mine on the nightstand. She says, “You didn't drink any of your wine. Did you—”

AUTHOR BIO:

Rainy Kaye is an aspiring overlord. In the meantime, she blogs at Rainy of the Dark and writes paranormal novels from her lair somewhere in Phoenix, Arizona. When not plotting world domination she enjoys getting lost around the globe, studying music so she can sing along with symphonic metal bands, and becoming distracted by Twitter. She is represented by Rossano Trentin of TZLA.

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Title – Nights Embrace  

Series – Others of Seattle: Book 1  

Author – Brandy L Rivers  

Genre – Adult Paranormal Romance  

Publication Date – April 2nd 2014  

Length (Pages/# Words) – about 95k  

Publisher – Brandy L Rivers  

Cover Artist – Brandy L Rivers

 

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It all started with a song.
Roxana Nights was late to another gig, thanks to her first love, and drummer. It’s been years since she left Jordan, but he won’t let her go. Then she hears a voice that pulls her under a spell and changes her whole world.
Trevor Malone just moved to Seattle with his band. Music is his only passion, until he lays eyes on Roxana. He’s never felt anything as strong as the pull to her. Now he needs to find a way to introduce her to his world.
There’s only one problem. A rival clan won’t rest until they've taken Trevor’s down. Unwilling to let old grudges die, they target Roxy. Trevor will do anything to keep her safe.
Roxy will find that the world she writes is closer to reality than she ever imagined. She’ll also learn that not all monsters are evil, though some are ruthless.
Will love stay strong when the past comes out? Can they survive the centuries old vendetta?

          

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She slipped past him, and onto the wings of the stage. Her gaze fell on Mr. Voice who was tall, dark and smokin’ hot.

Holy shit, I want to lick him.

Scuffed combat boots were laced up over black leather pants that clung to muscular thighs, and his black shirt molded to the most impressive set of abs she had ever seen. Roxy wanted to trace the ridges with her fingertips.

He turned, his voice dropping low as his eyes locked on hers. His words enveloped her. “… you’re the only one.”

Her heart paused a beat before slamming into her chest at a rapid pace. His full mouth lifted into a grin that spoke of confidence as he held her full attention. Entranced, she fell deep into his eyes and the world stopped.

Until a drumstick hit him in the head. He looked over his shoulder and shrugged sheepishly at his drummer before turning back to launch into the next verse.

Mikey gently shook her shoulder. “Hey, Rox, come on. We have to warm up.”

Her head bobbed in a nod at her brother, but she didn't look over. She muttered, “Yeah, give me a minute,” or longer.

As if he heard, Mr. Voice glanced over and winked at her before the next song started. “Blinded by beauty, falling at first sight, head over heels…” There was raw passion in his voice, and she couldn't help wishing he was singing about her.

AUTHOR BIO:  

My name is Brandy L Rivers. I’m a wife and mother of three with an overactive imagination. I’ve been obsessed with monsters and magic for pretty much ever. I decided to write the stories that keep me awake at night.

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Title – Falling For Hope  

Series – Four Winds #3  

Author- Anne Conley  

Genre- Paranormal Romance  

Publication Date - March 5, 2014  

Length (Pages/#words)- 46,000 words  

Publisher – Anne Conley  

Cover Artist – Vanessa Booke

Book Blurb/Synopsis- 

Hope is an eccentric librarian who lives with her five cats and loves to spend her time fantasizing about living in a world of shape shifters, vampires, and fairies. Although the existence of a paranormal world is far from Hope’s reality, she can’t help but sense there’s something different about the mysterious man lurking in her library.

Gabriel is God’s Strength, the Messenger, who’s been tasked with delivering the Word for millennia. His most recent assignment will be his last, to fall in love and become human. But he can’t quite figure out what he’s done to displease the Boss. Gabriel’s latest assignment might be the hardest, but this gorgeous rubenesque quirk of a woman definitely has him intrigued.

God’s Four Winds are his most trusted archangels: Uriel, Raphael, Gabriel, and Michael. Follow their adventures in “falling” as they each discover their chosen one and what it means to be human. Along the way, the Deceiver, who’s been cast down, only wants what his “brothers” have, and will stop at nothing to foil his Father’s plans.

Falling for Hope is book three in the Four Winds series, but they are all stand-alone novels.

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The next morning, Hope was watching her feet as she climbed the steps to the library. She cursed to herself as she tasted the tangy-sweet saliva in her mouth again. Maybe it was some sort of building issue? She'd never heard of asbestos making people taste funny things, but she'd be sure to ask the other employees today, just in case.

As she neared the top of the stairs, Hope felt the prickly feeling yet again, and her gaze rose to the man standing in front of the library doors waiting.

"Aren't the doors open?" She tried to sound solicitous, but the truth of the matter was, this guy took her breath away. It was the man that had watched her all day yesterday.

"Yes, but I won't be staying today." The low rumble of his voice greeted her a cheery good morning unlike anything else she could ask for. Just the sound of his voice made her day perfect.

"Oh." Disappointed that he wouldn't be in her little room of the library bit through the fog of his voice.

"Come to dinner with me tonight."

Shocked speechless, she stared at him. He had an air of expectation about him, and his forehead crinkled in thought at the same time that she heard his luxurious voice rumble inside her head.

Come. Say yes. His sexy-as-sin voice resonated inside her head.

Hope's eyes darted around, making sure there wasn't anybody else who could have done that, before she looked back up at him. "You don't have to use the force on me. I'm thinking. I was just taken by surprise, is all."

Both of his eyebrows rose, almost to his hairline and his eyes widened in surprise. "You heard that?"

"Didn't you mean for me to?" She countered, putting a hand on her hip.

His face remained impassive. "Well…yes. But usually it's not so obvious." His tone of voice suggested he wasn’t expecting Hope to call him on his little trick, and seeing that gave her a little boost of confidence.

"You go around using Jedi mind tricks on women to get dates often?"

He chuckled, and his eyes dropped to the ground. "No. I've never done it for a date, no."

Hope's eyes roamed his body from his feet, clad in shiny leather loafers, up his gray woolen slacks (Hello, Fifty), to the black sweater vest he wore over a white long-sleeved button down shirt, open at the collar. His face held strong features: a square jaw with a small dimple in the middle, high, obscenely high cheekbones, a rather large mouth that made her mind travel to erotic places, and those eyes… The man exuded a strength that wasn’t visible. Well, it was visible, he looked like his muscles had muscles, but he had an air of intense power and vigor about him that told Hope he expected people to do what he said. Often.

Then her eyes traveled to herself. She had worn black dress pants today, with a shirt that actually sort of fit her large breasts, although it showed a little more cleavage than she was comfortable with. Hope looked at him again, and his eyes held the question. What was her answer?

"Why?"

The question in his eyes turned to surprise. Apparently, this guy didn't get questioned very often. An image flitted through her mind, the two of them together at a table, lit with candles, Hope's head thrown back in laughter.

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Did you do that, too?"

He had the grace to look sheepish. "Will you go to dinner with me?"

"No."

His head snapped up, and his mouth fell open. "Why not?"

"Because I'm having dinner with my parents tonight. But you didn't answer my question? Why do you want to take me out?"

It was his turn to peruse her. His eyes started at her feet, and slowly worked their way up her body. By the time they reached her face, Hope was squirming. "Why not?" The timbre of his voice washed over her, like it had yesterday, and Hope actually felt her breasts get heavier, as if they were swelling out of her bra.

Why not, indeed?

"Okay, my lunch is from one to two."

"I'll pick you up here, then? At one o'clock?"

Hope nodded, suddenly speechless again, unable to look away as he turned his long, lean frame and deftly descended the steps. Suppressing the urge to do a happy dance, lest he turn around and catch her, she scurried inside the library.

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Review!!

~4/5~

This short story is a fast read.

Let’s talk about the bad. A few things that got to me was pace in which your two main characters ‘hooked up’ if you will. One moment Gabe is sending thoughts into Hope’s head, the next she is completely accepting it like it’s a normal occurrence. I understand that she is a librarian who lives with her head in the clouds (and this is a work of fiction), but if some sexy man came up to me and pushed a thought into my mind I would have to reevaluate my sanity. And after a very, very short exchange of words she’s going out on a lunch date with him. No name, no real arguing, and no wondering if he is a stalker (no matter how sexy I ain’t going on a date with some random man I just met.). Granted, after all is said and done with, and Gabe shows up the next day, Hope wises up and wants to learn more about him. So I’ll let those slid.

Now, on to the good stuff!

I think the best thing about Hope is that I can kind of see myself. All the cats, the life style-to some degree. Is that scary? But that’s as far as the similarities go. Hope is stuck in a rough place after having lost her sister some time ago and in the course her relationship isn’t the best with her parents. I mean it’s good, but not what it should be when it comes to talking about her sister. Then Gabe comes in and begins to mend things. He really is a saving Grace and makes her content life become truly happy.

I’m a sucker for a sexy guy and Gabe is right up there. He’s an angel having been sent on a heck of a mission, fall for Hope. And what I love most is as you read Gabe begins to change. He starts to feel things we are used to, but they are not at all familiar to him and you can see that by his reactions. When his muscles start to get sore in the library he actually has to get up and walk around. Totally new to him. So I definitely love what the author has done with him and the overall concept to this story.

My favorite lines:

“…One: I’m wooing you, and as the wooer, I should meet the wooee’s parents.
Two: If your mother sees you being wooed, she might leave you alone about the rest.
And three: I think you’re beautiful as you are, and I just might tell your mother that.”

Gabe continues to say:

“I’m making a humorous play on the word woo, which you seem to enjoy so much, but I’m deadly serious about the actual plan of action.”

This is a very interesting story and being that it was so easy and fast I just might have to get to know the other men and their stories with Falling for Heaven and Falling for Grace.

Author bio-

Anne Conley lives in a small town in East Texas, with her husband, two kids and numerous goats. She brazenly stole her pseudonym from her great-grandmother, a true pioneer woman who raised seven kids alone: churning butter, plucking chickens, knitting clothes, and putting coal oil on every visible wound. Anne’s Stories of serendipity feature real people, living life and finding love in a small town. She also has a Paranormal Romance series, the Four Winds about archangels “falling” in love and coping with turning into humans Her writing is escapist therepy, and she succumbs to it every chance she gets.

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Barely Beating

Title: Barely Beating (Pulse Trilogy, Book 2)

Genre: New Adult, Paranormal Romance

Word Count: 76,140

Blurb:
After a not so pleasant vacation featuring Elizabeth Parks nearly being killed, she couldn’t be happier to be home. Though, the vacation wasn’t a total bust. She did find herself now dating a deliciously sexy man named Virgil Hart. The only downside was that he was a vampire. Not that it was a big downside, but it did make things more complicated when asked ‘what happened while she was on Vacation?’ Needless to say Elizabeth tries her best to put the whole experience behind her while she focuses on work and maybe about putting her hands on Virgil. What’s a girl to do when he’s walking around shirtless all the time in her apartment?

But is it really that easy to fall back into her old life and put the events of her vacation behind her? Definitely not! It isn’t long before her Pulse radar goes off and her newly formed vampire family is on high alert. What creatures have been stalking them? Are they the real enemy or is there someone much worse lurking just around the corner?

Excerpt:

"You're going to bite me?" Beth's body trembled knowing the answer.

"I will try, but I think I can fight it off long enough to untie you. The moment you are free I need you to grab that knife on the small tray over there. The one I know you have eye balled a few times now." He instructed taking a few long, deep breaths. "Take the knife and don't hesitate to plunge it deep within my chest. Aim for my heart. That should be enough to buy you a little time."

"What?" She gasped looking around the room to the stairs. "Shouldn't I run?"

"I'll catch you and I will kill you." He assured her. "If you don't act fast I don't think I'll be able to stop." Virgil popped his neck and stretched his fingers. He no longer cared about his exposed fangs and he gave up on trying to remove the darkness from his eyes. There was almost no hope now, as his thoughts barely stayed focus long enough to feed Beth the plan.

"I-I can't!"

"Think of me as a monster!" He released a guttural growl. "I'm a monster and I'm going to kill you!" He leaned forward as far as he could to scare her again, back against the chair.

"But... I don't know if I can," she whimpered. She could somehow see what used to be the man before her. Just barely between the cracks of the maddening creature sitting across from her wanting to drink her blood.

"Then you'll die." Virgil's words were cold, but he couldn't fight it off. He didn't have time to sugar coat anything as his insides twisted and he was already picturing how he would rip her apart and lick up the blood from the floor below her remains like an animal.

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Blurb:

There’s no rest for 23-year-old Elizabeth Parks as she soon learns a vampire has picked up on her unusual ability and plans to use her. Why couldn't she have picked a different week for a vacation, she wonders realizing she’s knee deep in a vampire family feud which will cost Elizabeth her life! If they can survive long enough!

Now, Virgil Hart must try to defeat his brother at his twisted games to keep Elizabeth safe, but it’s turning out to be a lot harder than he thought.

Excerpt:

"I must be crazy." Virgil laughed. he wanted to run into her ever since the car ride, but now he was face to face with her he felt unable to do anything more than make her upset. How was he to save her if she wasn't going to listen to him?

"You...you are..." She whispered weakly trying to gather the courage to say what she prayed wasn't true.

"Not going to harm you. Not going to drink your blood. I am not a monster. I am a vampire." He assured her with the best smile he could muster under the circumstances.

"Yeah...." she let out a shaky breath. He understood why her eyes were still searching him. She was looking for anything to prove or disprove what he was saying. So Virgil leaned his head back and lowered his jaw. He extended his fangs out and pushed hard to darken his eyes. What more proof could he give her?

Elizabeth would have fallen to the floor if she hadn't already been sitting, but she stayed facing Virgil, taking one deep breath after the other. he pulled back his fangs and lowered his head. His eyes returned to normal and the space between them grew even more tense.

"I saw a pair like that once," she released a shaky laugh. "It was at a gothic store in the mall...."

"These are-"

"Don't say real!" She snapped. "They can't be!"

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Colour Wielders by Dawna Raver: special Interview with Quinn and Arik

Colour Wielders  

Heirs of the Magykal Realm Series Book One

Dawna Raver

 Genre: New Adult, Paranormal, Urban Fantasy Romance

 Publisher: Curiosity Quills Press

 Word Count: 124k

 Cover Artist: Ricky Gunawan

Book Description:

Behind the Faerying Mysts, hidden from Mortal eyes, is a land where Gods, creatures of myth and legend dwell. And in the Mortal Realm, their Princess lives.

Quinn Sinclair is clueless to who she is. She thinks she's an ordinary young woman—well, mostly ordinary—living an ordinary life with her less than loving mother in Conifer, Colorado. On the night of her birthday, Quinn finds herself betrayed by a man who sends her life spinning out-of-control.

As she struggles to pick up the pieces, a vision of a man with haunting tourmaline-blue eyes begs her for help, and she finds herself transported into a Magykal battle forever changing her life.

Arik Morgaine—Demigod bad boy and outcast of the Magykal Realm—tried to avoid contact with Princess Quinn Sinclair for eighteen years, not wanting to make good on an old threat. But the fates have other plans. Arik can no longer deny his growing desire for Quinn, or the need to protect her from those wanting to control her burgeoning powers. Can the two of them come together and save the Magykal Realm from being destroyed by the Darkest of Magyks, or will powers beyond their control destroy them and their world forever?

 About the Author:

Dawna Raver is an author of paranormal romance and urban fantasy. Colour Wielders, book one of the Heirs of the Magykal Realm series, is her debut novel. When she's not spending time in her fantasy world, Dawna loves football, reading, and pretending she's a top chef in the kitchen. Oh, and fawning over her dogs and husband, sometimes in that order.

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Colour Wielders Quotes

"You have the Sight. I guess some might call that magic.

"Forever is a long time. But I could do it with you."

There are so many things I would explain if I could. I would tell you we are the Colour Wielders; a people of Magyk.

A war is coming. One bigger and more frightening than the likes we have seen before. Do you not feel it? Choose with a clear head and an even clearer heart.

… emotionally, she felt like she was on a Tilt-A-Whirl. Each time she adjusted to spinning in one direction, the trajectory switched, sending her whirling in a different one. Somehow, her life turned into the Magical Mystery Tour. Funny, she didn't recall buying a ticket.

Interview with Arik Morgaine

Dawna Raver: Hi Arik. Long time no see.

 (I say this trying to keep my tongue from lolling out of my mouth. The man is hot in his tight, black T-shirt and jeans. The energy radiating from him comes to me in colorful hues. It makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.)

 Arik Morgaine: I've been busy. Very busy.

 Dawna Raver: I'm sure. I appreciate you taking time to speak with me.

 Arik Morgaine: Hmph.

 (He rolls his tourmaline-blue eyes, exasperated, but I can't help but swoon.)

 Dawna Raver: So, you said you've been busy. What's going on?

 Arik Morgaine: Things you couldn't possible grasp, being Mortal and all.

(He says the word Mortal with a sneer as he leans forward, staring me down. His Irish/Swedish accent sends shivers across my skin.)

 Dawna Raver: Hmm. Well, Mortal or not, how about you enlighten me anyway.

(I stare right back at him. Gorgeous Demigod or not, I refuse to be intimated.)

Arik Morgaine: (He sighs.) Things are going down. Unexpected things. Things that shouldn't be happening.

Dawna Raver: Oh you mean like the Changeling coming back?

(Arik stiffens at the mention of the Changeling.)

Arik Morgaine: How do you know about that?

Dawna Raver: (I smile.) I have my ways.

(Considering me, he rubs his chin with hand, and one, long finger brushes over the sexy cleft in his chin.)

Arik Morgaine: The Establishment, I expect.

Dawna Raver: No, not the Establishment. But I did speak with King Finn Bheara the other day. He sends his love.

Arik Morgaine: Ha! I'm sure. There's no love lost there. I refuse to bow to him and his two cronies until they come clean. Admit to what's going on under their noses.

Dawna Raver: One of those cronies is your father, Týr, the infamous War God?

Arik Morgaine: Yeah. And your point?

Dawna Raver: No point. So, have you heard from your mother, Mor—?

(He stands abruptly, and scowls down at me.)

Arik Morgaine: Do. Not. Say. Her. Name.

(I hold up my hands and look around nervously. Arik sits back down.)

Dawna Raver: Oh, okay. Um, are you afraid she might hear us?

Arik Morgaine: No. I'd just like to go a day without being reminded of who my mother is. Thankfully, I favor my father.

Dawna Raver: Well, except for your widow's peak.

(He runs his hand through his hair, and grimaces.)

Arik Morgaine: Yeah. Are we about done here? I have places to be, things to do.

Dawna Raver: Sure. Just one more question. Have you heard anything about the Princess? Checked up on her? I hear your old friend Devin MacGregor is staying at her house.

Arik Morgaine: She is less than nothing to me, and he more so. This interview is over.

(He growls and waves his hand, disappearing from sight. I suck in a surprised breath.)

Dawna Raver: Was it something I said? Darn. I wanted to ask him about his Colours. Well, maybe next time.

I pull out a bottle of tequila and pour myself a shot. I'd hoped to do one with Arik, but he was kind of grumpy. Seriously, he has a lot on his plate to deal with. His mother alone is scary enough. No wonder he's grumpy. Oh, and don't ask me to name her. Because she might be listening, and I don't want to incur her wrath.

I take the shot then go in search of Quinn Sinclair. Hopefully, she's in a much better mood.

Interview with Quinn Sinclair

I walk in and sit down, taking in the women before me. She's very pretty, but I have a sense future changes will make her a real beauty. She shifts uncomfortably in her chair as if she rather be doing anything than talking to me. She smiles when she sees me, and I can't help but be taken in by her bright, purple-tanzanite eyes. They're stunning.)

Dawna Raver: Hi Quinn. Thanks for joining me. I understand you've had a rough go of it recently.

Quinn Sinclair: Yeah. (She winces and nervously plays with her long, auburn hair.) Kind of.

Dawna Raver: Sorry about your birthday.

(She laughs, but it doesn't reach her eyes. For a split second, they turn jade in color. I take a quick breath and try to hide my reaction. I wonder if she knows her eyes can change color? I quickly change subjects.)

Dawna Raver: I understand when you got home your mother was missing? Any word on her whereabouts?

Quinn Sinclair:  No. (She sighs, resigned.) Mother will show up whens she ready—or she won't. Whatever.

Dawna Raver: So, I understand your brother Iain is home from the Army. You must be trilled.

Quinn Sinclair:  (She perks up at this.) Yes, I'm very excited. It's nice to have Iain home.

Dawna Raver: And he's brought a friend, Devin MacGregor?

Quinn Sinclair: (She blushes and toys with the gold signet ring on her finger.) Yeah. He's … nice.

(Her smile dips into a quick frown then back to a smile.) Yeah, nice.

(Having met Devin MacGregor, I understand her reticence. He's a man of power. Extreme power.)

Dawna Raver:  You like him, don't you?

Quinn Sinclair: Sure. What's not to like.

Dawna Raver: But?

Quinn Sinclair: But nothing. You know, things are kind of crazy right now. Weird things keep happening. (She leans in and whispers.) I think I might have some kind of magic. I see these really weird colors around Devin. I think he has magic too.

Dawna Raver: Like Thaene?

Quinn Sinclair: (She vehemently shakes her head.) No. Not like Thaene. How do you know about Thaene and magic anyway? (Her eyes narrow.)

Dawna Raver: I'm afraid most people know about Thaene or they soon will.

(Her eyes flash jade again. I try not to react so she doesn't. I happen to know about her Magyk and have no desire to experience it first hand.)

Quinn Sinclair: Great! I really wanted the whole world to know about my disastrous birthday. This is effing perfect.

Quinn stands up and straightens the skirt of her black dress.

Dawna Raver: Are you leaving? So soon? (I hold up the bottle of tequila.) I have tequila.

She waves me off and strolls out of the room, she her shoulders a little slumped. I hear her mumble something under her breath, but I can't quite make it out. Something about me and a cow?

Sighing, I pour myself another shot and down it. I seem to have a knack for pissing people off. Oh well. I can always get my revenge in book two.

Thank you so much Dawna for being on my blog and I can't wait to read Colour Wielders!

-Brenda Franklin-

Review of: Love Lines by Diana Nixon

Having been immersed in the world of vampires and werewolves for so long I wasn't exactly sure how I would take to a paranormal romance novel without them. I know that sounds silly, but after I began reading I realized this was right up my alley!

Diana Nixon has made for us Dever (with seven different groups Feta, Meridin, Venturo, Vero, Embry, Fairey, and Wizardy.), a place humans shouldn’t know exists, but there are those with extraordinary abilities who are allowed to know. She doesn't spare on the details and as you sink deeper and deeper into the world Diana created you feel as though you are a part of it. That is a great accomplishment for any writer, is to make the read feel a certain sense of realism and I think she captured it well.

It was a story filled with discovery, love at first sight, secrets, humor, and the most relatable scenes you could ask for. If I had been in their shoes, like I wanted to be in many times, I would have been thinking and feeling the same things. I could only describe some scenes with the word eerie as I found myself connecting so well with her characters. Being confused with them, understanding when they found our something knew, and unable to stop myself from wanting to know why her main two characters, Eileen and Christian, are bounded together?

I don’t want to give away the ending, but I have to say that I my stomach was twisted in knots so tightly bound and it made it impossible for me to not have to read the next book. Not that that’s a bad thing! Don’t get me wrong! It’s a wonderful read and I would suggest it to everyone no matter what kind of books you were into reading this is one you shouldn't pass up, but I want--no need to read more. I just can’t go without knowing what’s next to come out of Diana Nixon’s mind and we’re all in for a treat because her next book, Song of my Wind is soon to be released. But if you’re reading this review any time after the month of November 2012 you just might want to look it up and see if you can grab your copy already. I give it a five out of five.

I also want to take a moment to thank Diana Nixon for giving me a copy of her book and allowing me to read. It really has been a pleasure to dive into this imagery world and I can’t wait to do it again soon very soon. To learn more about Diana you can go to her website.

Brenda Franklin author of paranormal romance, A Steady Pulse and Barely Beating, the first two in the Pulse Trilogy! Enjoy my works on Amazon or Smashwords, or follow me on Facebook and Twitter. I always love to meet new people. 

A Steady Pulse

Name: A STEADY PULSE

Genre: New Adult, Paranormal Romance

Word Count: Approximately 85, 540

About:

Elizabeth just wanted to take a week off from life at her family’s cabin. Just one week to get herself back on her feet. Was that too much to ask for? Apparently, yes. The next thing she knows she’s neck deep in a Vampire--Yes, Vampire!--family feud where one side is trying to kill her and the other, led by Virgil--Mr. tall, dark, and irresistible-- wants to turn her! What’s a girl to do, other than have a panic attack and head for the hills?

The connection was instant. From the moment her thoughts entered his mind and his eyes locked onto hers, Virgil Hart knew he would never be able to be rid of her. And he didn’t want to. Elizabeth’s presence had awakened within him unfamiliar feelings. Was it love? Was it lust? Or could loneliness have finally driven him mad? Whatever the reason, Virgil won’t stand by and let Elizabeth be murdered by his brother. Now, if she would just calm down long enough to let him protect her then everything would go much smoother!

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“I must be crazy.” Virgil laughed. He had wanted to run into her ever since the car ride, but now that he was face to face with her he felt unable to do anything more than make her upset. How was he to save her if she wasn't even going to listen to him?

“You…you are…” She whispered weakly trying to gather the courage to say what she prayed wasn't true.

“Not going to harm you. Not going to drink your blood. I am not a monster. I am a vampire.” He assured her with the best smile he could muster under the circumstances.

“Yeah…” She let out a shaky breath. He understood why her eyes were still searching him. She was looking for anything to prove or disprove what he was saying. So Virgil leaned his head back and lowered his jaw. He extended his fangs out and pushed hard to darken his eyes. What more proof could he give her?

Elizabeth would have fallen to the floor if she hadn't already been sitting, but she stayed facing Virgil taking one deep breath after the other. He pulled back in his fangs and lowered his head. His eyes returned to normal and the space between them was tense.

“I saw a pair like that once.” She whispered releasing a shaky laugh. “It was at a gothic store in the mall…”

“These are--”

“Don’t say real!” She snapped. “They can’t be!”

Brenda Franklin

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A Steady Pulse

A Steady Pulse is the first story of my Pulse Series.

Virgil just wants to continue living his somewhat normal life as a vampire, but when Elizabeth Parks drives up to Lake Pineywoods for a vacation away from her life, things become complicated.

Excerpt 

“What--” Virgil’s voice cut short by a dim female whisper.

Help…

He turned quickly to his right expecting to see someone. He looked around and even into Garrison’s room for a moment. He heard her. Clear as day. Her voice tired and scared, a plea.

“Virgil?” Garrison’s voice pulled him from his momentary insanity as he continued to glance around knowing that what he heard was impossible.

“I thought I heard someone for a moment.” He shook his head. It had been a hard pass few hours. Her voice was now haunting him. Even when he had left her house he could still see her memories. He could see pieces of her past and mixture of feelings all bottled up within.

“Virgil?” Helena entered the hall. “You okay?” Helena had been ease dropping on their conversation coming to check on Virgil out of concern. He laughed lightly at her worry and raised his hand to wave her worry away, but as his hand lifted up something unexpected occurred.

Virgil’s body slowed. Time almost stood still as he watched Helena slowly stepping towards him. Pulling his eyes away from her, he gazed upon Garrison rising slowly to his feet. Virgil’s senses stretched out. It was like Garrison was trying to talk but this wasn’t Garrison’s doing. His blood boiled as both his head and chest felt a great wave of pressure and pain. His felt body as though it was being crushed for a brief second.

Someone help! Please! She screamed as though she was just down the hall.

“Elizabeth!” Virgil gasped back to reality grabbing the doorframe for balance as Garrison reached out to him. Sweat beaded down his forehead. The room swayed for a moment.

“Are you okay?” Helena rushed to him, but Virgil turned with such speed tearing from Garrison’s light touch and down the hall past Helena to the front door.

He could feel it. Something was wrong. He didn’t know what had happened and how, but he wasn’t going to ignore something as loud as that.

“Hold on, I’m coming!”

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What I Write.

I spend most my time writing Fantasy fiction stories targeting young adults mixing in the occasional paranormal flare, or leaving it with the wonderful world of vampires and wolves. This can be seen in my Pulse series that I am still currently working on. 

The first book is called A Steady Pulse, which is about a vampire named Virgil who just wants to continue to live his somewhat normal life, but when 23-year-old Elizabeth Parks drives up to lake Syke for a vacation away from her own life, things get complicated.

I have also dedicated a good portion of my time to mapping out my own world and forming history to places such as Edenburrow and Sandcraft in my latest work called, Tale of a Script.

Introduction to Tale of a Script:

Sisters, Elaina and Madeline Script, ran away from their home on Trinity Islands three years ago. Since then they have taken on the occasional bounty job, saved a couple of lives, and tried to keep an eye on one another, until yesterday, when Madeline was found dead and displayed in the center of town.

At her wits end, Elaina is forced to take on street thuds, royal guards, and even storm the castle, all in the name of finding her sister's killer. But fear not, she isn't alone in her struggles. she meets several characters along the way, a mysterious fighter, and old friend, a master craftsman, and many more.

Join Elaina as she experiences loss, love, and betrayal, all within the course of the next few days in, The Tale of a Script.


Thank you for taking the time and reading this.

I am B. Franklin and you can find all my works on Smashwords.com.